Generic Fighting Game Jump Ramblings

Well this was a world I had no idea what to expect. It was incredibly vague in its description all I knew was there would be fighting and tournaments. Well it lived up to that at least.

I found myself in Thailand hunting down the man who had killed my master. I had trained in an ancient and mystical martial art that combined the brute strength of wrestling with mastery of Ice (no I am still not sure how that’s a thing but it is) anyways The man I was hunting was named Kamon Wattana a local gangster and the brother of my master as well as a master of the same martial art as me.

It was not long before I was attacked by his gangster cronies using guns and ice powers though they were ineffective against me.

I quickly turned the tables on them and beat the hell out of them to get the information of where their master would be. I found out some underground tournament that he was supposed to be at.

The entire tournament turned out to be a trap as everyone there had been paid for my head. I had attempts on my life both inside and outside of the ring but I was a Kryptonian and most of their attempts  did very little poisoned fingernails do very little if they can’t pierce the skin and putting a bomb in my car just really pissed me off.

I fought my way through the brutal tournament and won it. Unfortunately Kamon Wattana was not in attendance.

I was disappointed when I was approached about another tournament. This tournament was at a remote island I had never heard of.

At first I was not interested. Then they let it drop that Kamon Wattana would be one of the contestants.
I sighed because I had just been through this. Apparently Kamon thought I was incredibly stupid. The thing of it was though I wasn’t exactly having a ton of luck finding the bastard so I took the bait. Maybe I was pretty stupid after all.

So the day of the tournament came and sure enough as we arrived and were being led in to the temple (because for some reason it was at this elaborate temple with an arena built in) there was Kamon Wattana with a few of his cronies alongside the dozens of other fighters.

I immediately charged up and challenged him in the name of my master’s honor. I cannot put in to words my hatred for this man.

He smiled smugly and laughed saying it would be a good warm up.

So our fight began. Out of respect for my master I just limited myself to my abilities from this world or as best I could. Wattana was strong. Stronger than any human should be and I quickly found it to be a desperate match. Though neither of us could use ice powers against the others he was a brutal fighter.

Then our match was interrupted by one of the people holding it. They broke us up.

We were (grudgingly) taken inside and they told us this was more than just a tournament. That we had been chosen as representatives for our world. That by an agreement between our gods and the gods of another world that that other world couldn’t invade us and instead had to win a series of tournaments the best out of five to claim the world. This was the fifth and the winner of this tournament would decide the fate of our world.

We would not and were not to be fighting each other instead we would be fighting in a massive tournament against warriors from another world.

We were soon introduced to our opponents. They were monstrous, Inhuman things. Most of them were generally humanoid but with animalistic features and one of them was an oriental dragon as long as 5 football field. That was their champion Long Wang.

I asked if it was fair that they had a fricking dragon on their side but they said he was a resident of that world and have every right to fight.

So the tournament began our side against theirs. We lost many fighters because they seemed to relish killing fallen opponents. A few of ours returned the favor but this seemed to be expected by them.

Then predictably Long Wang’s turn came and he started to decimate our side. Things started to look grim.

Wattana came to me and told me that though he hated me that we were the strongest competitors here and the only ones with a shot at taking down the dragon.

He told me that he was going first, He believed that he could defeat the dragon but if he couldn’t he told me to finish it since he would have at least weakened it so it could be beaten.
Wattana fought bravely even managing to lift the beast and slam him in to the ground with enough force to make the arena shake. However the dragon was a master of dark magic and used his powers to bewitch Wattana long enough to bite him in half.

I was in shock the man I had hunted all this time was dead, my quest to avenge my master was dead. I was furious.

My turn was next. I literally flew in to the ring. As the match started the damn dragon breathed on me. What’s worse is it’s breath was magic so my Kryptonian toughness did nothing. The only thing that saved me was I used my Ice powers to Ice myself seconds before the flames consumed me. I barely survived and the dragon moved to swallow me whole.

It did not count on my Kryptonian strength being able to hold it’s jaws open even weakened as I was. It tried to breathe again but I launched the full force of my ice powers down it’s throat. The ice collided with the fire and caused an explosion blowing it’s head clean off and sending me flying.

I was hurt pretty bad but still alive so I was declared the winner. I slapped myself with as many curagas as I could and managed to be in half decent shape for the next fight, eventually I managed to win the tournament being declared the champion. However it felt hallow.

I was proud to have protected the world but I didn’t know what to do next I tried fighting in a few more tournaments but it I just didn’t have the drive for it any more. So I decided to open a school and teach my martial art as I had been taught by my master.