(Free Join Roleplay) Villains Pub

Plot:
Your antagonist/villain character has recently heard of a local pub being opened for all manor of villains called the "Vile Vineyard." This pub is a one of a kind place where all sorts of evil doers can rest from their dastardly deeds, relax, share a pint or two, and converse amongst their fellow criminals. They even heard there is a kids section to help promote all sorts of youngsters into becoming next generation villains! Your villain/antagonist has decided to go to the bar to check it out. Though they should tread carefully, for they are amongst fellow thieves.

Participants:

 * Jaredthefox92
 * Brudikai222
 * Trisell Chronos
 * sonicsilva1

Ivolved Characters:

 * Dr.Ophelia Daniel the fox.
 * Zhao Ling the Tiger
 * Virus (And Device)
 * Wabbit Wabbit
 * Zikuto the Wolf
 * Steve the Barternder.
 * Wrath the fox.

Rules:
Rules:
 * 1) Original characters and fancharacters are allowed, (for atmosphere I shall play any cameos of canon characters.)
 * 2) Swearing is allowed. (It's a pub and bar full of villains, what do you expect?)
 * 3) No destroying the pub,( it's for other villains too you know.)
 * 4) Smoking is allowed
 * 5) If your character wants to brawl they either have to do so in the designated sparring rink,(where they will be bet upon to see who wins), or they have to take it outside.
 * 6) Traditional Roleplaying etiquette applies, (no goddmodding, powerplaying, autohitting, ect.)
 * 7) This roleplay is meant to be light hearted and funny. (Those are not requirements, but this roleplay is designed to be fun and not taken too seriously. )
 * 8) If interested either message me below or note me, it can be in any format and if need be I can open up a chat-room for this roleplay.
 * 9) It is not a requirement to have an alcoholic beverage, (they serve soft drinks as well) 
 * 10) Have fun, (and don't forget the bar owner has a shotgun by his side at all times.)'

Act One: Pub's Open, mates!
The lights of the Vile Vinyard'  flickered to life with a bright neon purple color as the in display sign was swapped from 'closed' to 'open'. As the sun set the nightlife would begin and the newest 'legitimate' hotspot for villains and criminals of all ages was open for yet another night of leisure, relaxation, and of course,food and drink.

Zhao stepped into the pub wearing a hooded jacket covering his face, "So this is the place eh?"

The neon sign showed the image of fancy cursive lettering saying Vile Vineyard, as well as a picture of a keg of beer next to it and a skull. The lights were turned on inside and while it was in a rather shady part of town the building then came to life as to attract new customers.

"Pardon me, just rudely shoving past you," Virus nudged Zhao aside a bit as she and a black-suited figure walked forward

Zhao sat down at the nearest available table taking his hood off.

Zikuto join in, taking his black trench coat off and hanging it nearby. "Ello."

Virus gave a two-fingered wave ,leaning against a wall as the black-suited follower just stood.

"So, how's everyone doing today? Any plans going around or...?" Zikuto said, trying to start a conversation.

"Welcome to the Vile Vinyard, I'm your host Steve." A man said behind the counter polishing glasses.

"Ah, greetings Steve. May I have your strongest Ale?" Zikuto asked.

"We got vodka, but it'll cost ya." Steve replied.

He got out his wallet. "I'll take what ya got." He replied back.

The bartender then walks over to one of the bottles decorated on the shelves and takes it out before walking back over.

"40 mobi's, please." Steve replies.

He hands him the money. "There. That should be 40."

"Here you go." He says as he poors a glass of it.

"Thank you." He takes the glass and drinks a bit of it. His face scrunched up as he swallowed. "Aww yeah! That's good Vodka."

"No problem."

In walks a salmon fur fox woman in a red dress and a dark brown fox child with glasses. The vulpine woman lead the child while holding his hand into the establishment. Steve took a second to look at her and gave a slight grin before turning around and going back to wipe his glasses to serve more beverages.

"Oh, hello Dr. Ophelia." Zikuto said.

"Good evening." She replied.

"Hi." Wrath replied as well.

"Ah, I see you've brought your child. How adorable." He complimented.

"I recognize some people here... some voices as well..." Virus looked over at Zhao.

"I thought I would treat him for a meal tonight seeing as he has been a good little boy lately." She replied while rubbing his head.

"Mom!" Wrath let out.

"Opps, forgot you liked to be pet sweatie." She responded.

Zikuto laughed a little bit. "Well, he's in a big boy place now! He's gotta grow up to be like his mother." He smirked a bit.

"You mean so I can crush people by falling on  them?" He asked.

"I don't think that is what he meant dear." She replied rather embarresed.

Zikuto chuckled a bit and came up to them. "Well, it doesn't HAVE to be that way. Whatever way suits him best. I mean, I personally would do that myself."

"I'm hungry, do they serve chicken fingers here?" Wrath blurted out.

"I'm sure they do sweetie." She replied.

"Why did we bring a kid to a bar?" Virus asked.

"Because Ophelia wants to I guess. After all, she cares for her son." Zikuto shrugged.

"He will behave, won't you honey." Ophelia asked Wrath.

"Uhh huh, they serve beer back at the base." Wrath replied.

"You raise a wonderful child, Ophelia." Zikuto laughed, but it was actually a compliment instead of an insult.

"Better than those barbarians at G.U.N have." She replied.

"Mom..." Wrath said as he groaned.

"Oh, sorry honey. Nevermind, no more bad history lessions. Now we must get you some food.If you would excuse us." She said

"Not at all." Zikuto smiled, and nodded. "Go ahead and get comfortable."

"If I knew this was bring-your-kid day," Virus sighed. "Well..."

"Thank you, now if you will excuse us." She said taking Wrath over to the bartender. "Well look who it is, the famous professor Daniel! I've seen you on the big time news if you know what I mean." Steve greeted her with.

"That must be about that fight at that apartment block last week, I will take that as a compliment." She responded in a polite manner.

"Of course miss. Say, the kid's not gonna be a problem for the other customers is he? This isn't a suitable child environment if you know what I mean." Steve asked her

"I assure you sure, he will be on his best behavior. I've taken him out to eat for good behavior tonight." Ophelia responded.

"I just don't want to be around kids right now," Virus shrugged. "I don't particularly care if they're well-behaved, but I guess we're all here anyway." Zhao stuffed some Opium in his pipe and began to smoke. "I swear I met all of you somewhere before.. none of you can't be on my hit list? Nah You'd be dead, must be some other way eh?" "I think it went something along the lines of," The red-striped feline replied while strolling over. 'When everything is done I'm going to enjoy killing you.'  Promises... promises..."

"So honey, you want to get the chicken salad and split it with mommy?" Opheia asked.

"Sure, but do they have lemonade?" He asked.

"Excuse me sir, do you perhaps have lemonade?" Ophelia asked.

"Well we have lemon margarita." Steve replied.

"Um, how about a Coke?" Ophelia asks Wrath.

"Sure!" He replied.

"One coke for him,please" asks. "That might be it." Zhao continued to smoke. (Just making sure, was Zhao's comment in response to what I said or something else?  Apologies, just a little lost. ~Trisell) <p class="MsoNormal">(yeah what you said. I should have specified)

<p class="MsoNormal">(Much thanks.)

<p class="MsoNormal">"So... aren't you going to kill me now?" She asked. <p class="MsoNormal">"lost interest... not even worth my time anyway. EY BARTENDER, Scotch on the Rocks!!" Zhao said putting his pipe down. <p class="MsoNormal">"Let me serve the lady and her kid first sir." The bartender politly rebuked Zhao. <p class="MsoNormal">"Whatever!" Zhao tapped his claws on the table.

<p class="MsoNormal">"Well that's less exciting," She sighed. "Well since we're all here, might as well make conversation.  So what do you do exactly?" <p class="MsoNormal">"I'm, treasure hunter, bounty hunter,assassin and drug lord in Chun-nann. As you remember Eggman contracted me to kill a certain pest I will not name right now. you?" He started smoking again waiting for his drink. <p class="MsoNormal">"I deal mostly with a species project.  I have various contacts and companies I'm involved with, supply-and-demand mostly.  In general, I run an organization of supernaturals."

<p class="MsoNormal">"So, a Coke for the little guy and for you miss?" Steve asked Ophelia.

<p class="MsoNormal">"I would love some grape juice if you don't mind. That or some tea." She asked Steve back politely.

<p class="MsoNormal">"We have grape juice, non-acoholic?" He asked her.

<p class="MsoNormal">"Certainly. I will also have a salad with all the vegitables you can muster, and for him I would like some chicken fingers if you don't mind." Ophelia asked.

<p class="MsoNormal">"Very well miss." Steve said as he walked into the kitchen. <p class="MsoNormal">"hm.." Zhao put his pipe down. "Sounds to me like a smuggler's ring, maybe a bit more honor than that?" Zhao asked about Virus' profession. <p class="MsoNormal">"Okay honey, now let's wait paitently at these stools until our food arrives." Ophelia replied. <p class="MsoNormal">"You got it, mom!" Wrath said as he suddenly teleported atop an empty stool and sat down.

<p class="MsoNormal">"A lot more than that," She answered. "Maybe I'll have Device show you it sometime."

<p class="MsoNormal">Ophelia than got up and sat on the chair. She turned to face Wrath and smile as the duo proceeded to wait calmly for their next meals. Wrath would every so often swish his two legs and feet back and forth while Ophelia would watch the news on the television. <p class="MsoNormal">Zikuto was gnawing away on some T-Bone steak, biting on the bone. <p class="MsoNormal">Soon Steve returned with two plates in his hand,one of a bunch of chicken fingers, and the other with a salad loaded up with vegitables. He carefully placed them correctly in front of Ophelia and Wrath. Then he proceeded to bring out a small can of Coke for the young vulpine child to enjoy, as he then got some tea for Ophelia. <p class="MsoNormal">"Enjoy! Oh and make sure to pay after you're done, miss Daniel." Steve replied.

<p class="MsoNormal">"... So," Virus walked over to Zikuto as the black-suited woman remained standing in place. "How are things?" <p class="MsoNormal">"Good. Glad you asked, Virus. What about you?" Zikuto sipped some more Vodka after he was done with his Steak. "Yo Steve, could I get an order of Small Fries?" <p class="MsoNormal">"Too many different things to describe.  I'm guess by you being here you've 'fallen to the dark side'?"

"Sure, that will be about fifteen bucks." Steve replied.

"Yup. Basically." He handed Steve exactly $15. "The good side's kind of boring nowadays."

"Any side is boring after a while," She walked up a bit closer, whispering "That's why you just do whatever you want, and don't care about what people call you."

"Yeah, that is true. Asonja should do the same thing. He's too cowardly to do anything correctly..." He takes another sip of Vodka.

"You two just hate each other that much."

"Yeah. We're like exact opposites. He's cowardly and sensitive and I'm tough and hard to break through." He replied.

"And immature."

"I'm not THAT immature. Unless you're talking about Asonja, then I'd agree about his immature state." He drank more of his Vodka until his cup was empty.

"No, you're incredibly immature, and the only people that actually feel empowered by putting weaker people down are the ones with insecurities... then again I don't discriminate between hurting weak and strong."

"Eh, whatever you say." He shrugged. "I just dont care about him. He's dumb."

"Then let's not talk about him."

"Fiiine, I had more rants where that came from anyway." He says, putting the cup down.

"Which is why we're  not talking about that topic anymore.  Anyway, this place is for bad-guys, so have you done any particular bad guy things?"

Ophelia and Wrath begin to eat next to them while this conversation is going on.

"I've demolished a few towns here and there. Mostly human ones. I can't grow or use telepathic powers or anything like that to make my destruction easier. I just plant a bomb in a building, and watch it crush into more and more buildings like dominoes."

"And the reason for this is...?"

"I just find it fun to come in unexpectedly and watch the buildings fall."

"Boy,are we that obvious?" Wrath asked.

"We're on the news often, sweetie." Ophelia replied.

"So just entertainment," Virus assumed.

"Basically, yes. And to relieve stress, if possible. If only I could build the technology to shrink the entire town including the buildings instead of just making myself grow. You know, just to make everything easier."

"But then how would you savor all the precious moments?"

"By recording it on my phone." He held it up.

"Pfft," She rolled her eyes a bit. "That's boring... well I mean unless we're reinacting Godzilla."

Ophelia then turns at them and gives them both a death stare.

Zikuto gulped, whimpering. "Uhh...you might want to take back what you said..."

"... What?" Virus looked confused, then looked to Ophelia, raising an eyebrow. "Hit a nerve did I?" She then looked to Zikuto. "... Are you... wimpering?" Her nose scrunched up a bit.

"A little. That glare just surprised me..." He sighed.

Zhao just laughed. "Ha deep inside your cowardly just like Axel's lap dog HEHAHAHA!"

"Tart" Ophelia simply replies to Virus.

"Lemon-flavored I'd bet," Virus shot back before looking to Zhao. "How right you sound..." She hissed slightly.

"Oi, lets take it easy..." Zikuto mumbled a bit. "Don't wanna wreck this place."

"Sourpuss lemons." Ophelia replied in a rather snide manner.

"Sourpatch lemons," Virus turned completely to Ophelia. "Sour... then sweet," she gave a taunting bounce of her eyebrows.

"Grumpy cat."

"Soccer mom."

"Pussycat." Ophelia replied.

"Okay, whoa, this is getting too intense..." Zikuto butted in. Obviously he was being a bit sarcastic, but he was infact worried of a fight just breaking out of nowhere.

"Sorry, no whimper-wusses allowed in breaking up spats," Virus dismissed, strolling over in front of Ophelia, half-grinning. "But just to be clear here, I'm not planning for us to be rivals, so you don't have to worry about me, squishy," She reached for the vixen's cheek.

"Oh, I'll show you squishy alright." Ophelia said as she grabbed her arm.

Movement could be felt in the arm, like blood rushing back and foth... like blood. Regardless, the Red-Striped Feline only smirked at this, her head stretching around to bite at the fox's back head.

"Excuse me la but there is a house rule that um I would like to take the time to remind you of if you don't mind." Steve said while pointing at a sign saying 'take your fighs outside.'

Zikuto nodded at that, leaning at the table. "Yeah, his rules don't really lie..." He says. "And I'm not a whimpering-wuss, by the way."

Virus paused, then stepped back. "... Yep, extra squishy.  Well anyway- are we gonna play any party games?"

"What do you have in mind? I'm in the mood for Poker."

"Do they have that here?" Virus looked to Steve.

"I'm not sure what kind of games they have. That's what I'm in the mood for anyway."

"Sure we do! In fact we have an entire 'hobby room'!" Steve replied rather boastingly.

"A hobby room? I wanna see this." Zikuto stepped down from his stool.

Before anyone could rise up quite yet, the front door opened. A tube-like figure stepped forward, walking a straight line, or slithering more-likely. Tall ears, a plastic face, half-open eyes, and a wide smile. 

"Oh...who might you be?" Zikuto asked.

It looked to the one addressing it. It tilted its head at the question.

"I mean...what is your name?" He tried asking again.

"Zikuto," Virus called over. "Thought we were getting to the hobby room, not talking to plastic-face people."

"It's a wabbit," A voice called over, sounding very much like the child's: like Wrath's.

"Oh, I see. Sorry Virus, I got side-tracked..." He looked at Virus and then back at the wabbit. He was confused at where the voice came from.

"A wabbit? What is this, Loony Toons? Heh heh, not that I don't like Loony Toons that is." Wrath responded.

Zhao put down his pipe." Ey um Steve is your name right? How long til I get my Scotch!!"

"Coming right up." Steve replied as he walked over to get the scotch.

"They got butterscotch here?" Wrath asked.

"It's another term for beer sweetie, you wouldn't like it." Ophelia replied.

"Just a quick question lady but why bring y'er kid to a pub?" Zhao put his leg onto the table rocking backwards in his chair.

"Well, she has to watch her kid, obviously. You don't even know what it's like to have a family, that's a bit sad don't ya think?" Zikuto replied.

"Why not?" Ophelia simply replied.

"And also that." Zikuto added.

"well can you be talking?" He turned to Zikuto.

"My son is well behaved, he has also been talk about the dangers of over consumption with alcoholic beverages."She responded.

"See, now THAT is a responsible mother." Zikuto smirked and pointed at Zhao.

"Well maybe you can get your fatherly badge when you grow a pair, wolf." Zhao said putting down his pipe.

"Now if you don't mind, I am trying to enjoy a pleasent meal with my son and myself and we would rather not hear about your reproductive organs at the table." Ophelia retorted.

"I...wasn't going to talk about that...but alright." He sighed and went back to gnawing on his bone from his steak.

The Wabbit made its way across the room as Virus was looking for the poker supplies.

"The kid is gunna learn how to hold down his liquor sooner than expected if you keep bringing him here.." Zhao took a shot.

"Hey, lay it off, Cat." Zikuto said.

"What are you gunna do about it Wolf?" Zhao replied.

A low-pitched shrieking came from the Wabbit as the two continued bantering.

"I'll punch your face in, that's what I'm gonna do. I'll make sure you'll be going into your litter box once I'm done with ya." Zikuto threatened, getting up and walking to the back door.

"You'd better not be fighting without me watching," Virus called from the other room.

"Then we'll call off the Poker game until afterwards. Trust me, when I kick Zhao's tail outta here, he'll be going back to scratching posts."

"Is the creepy rabbit thing still there?"

He looked at the Wabbit, who was oddly staring back....unblinking. "Yup..still here. Creepy as ever."

"Why not fight him?  ... You're a him right?" She called over while walking out. The Wabbit just looked over at her.

"... Right, Mr. ominous creep fest." The strange thing about this comment was that despite it sounding like Virus, it was coming from the unmoving Wabbit mouth.

Zikuto jumped a bit. "Whoa, he can talk? He sounds a lot like you, Virus. Can he replicate my voice?"

"... Yeah I'll deal with that weirdness later," Virus walked past the Wabbit.

"Alright...Now I got a hairball to deal with in a moment." Zikuto muttered.

"Mom, I'm done with my food, can I join them in the game room?" Wrath asked.

"Sure, sweetie, just let mommy pay the man for the nice meal." Ophelia replied.

"Got it!" Wrath said as he immediatly teleported towards the game room.

"Whoop, you just got a new member for your card game, Virus. Maybe teach him the ropes." Zikuto said, seeing Wrath in the game room.

"Wait wha-... Oh... wait I don't even know how you play poker," She replied.

Zikuto sighed. "Alright fine. I'll teach ya both how to play Poker. And we're gonna have to make it kid-friendly for Ophelia's sake. We'll still be betting money, but not drinking alcohol...or cursing in pure rage."

"I'm waiting!" Wrath replied.

"Well that makes me just excruciatingly wanting to play with him now," Virus sighed while walking back in.

Zikuto chuckled and walked in. He spawned a deck of cards, and started to shuffle them, and explained the rules of Poker as simple as possible. (Like the one typing this doesn't know XD)

(We can just have them play in the background.)

(Sounds good to me, even though Zikuto is my only playable character here.)

(We can just have them talking a bit here and there.)

(Mkay, sounds good to me)

"So, are we going to toss the cards in the air and shoot them with our minds?" Wrath said rather giddily.

"Well, I can't really do that. But maybe after we play this game. It's basically like a battle but without magic. Humans do it all the time and it starts fights. I dunno how, but it sounds awesome." Zikuto replied.

"Go ahead punch me wolf or are you just as weak and spinless as Asonja is?" Zhao said provoking Zikuto.

"No magic huh?" Wrath said as he forhead started to glow bright red.

"Cat, lay off it, we're in the middle of something. And kid," He looked at Wrath. "If you want to make it interesting, go right ahead. These aren't my cards anyway."

"I'll just get my rating cards ready," Virus began stacking white cards reading 1-10.

"I got a better idea, pick a card and I will tell you which one it is! It's an old, but fun game!" Wrath replied.

"Alright. Do I have to tell you?" Zikuto asked, picking his card.

"Nah, I'll figure it out." Wrath said as he started to use his clairvoyance.

Zikuto looked at Wrath, wondering what he'll say is either correct or wrong

"So..." Virus waited.

Wrath then peaked into his mind after he was sure Zikuto knew what the card was.

Zikuto then nodded and put the card face down. "Alright kid. Surprise me. What is my card."

"Joker" Wrath said as he grinned.

He picked up the card and looked at Wrath. "No way, kid. That was on the dot!" He showed him the card; it was exactly right.

"Lucky, I guess." Wrath said as he shrugged.

"Nice," Virus commented.

"Well, you got some talent kid." Zikuto smirked a bit. "You should put that into consideration, probably impress your mother with it. She's a really nice lady, you know." He complimented.

"Yeah, but she's seen what happens when my talents are used by the wrong people."Wrath replied.

"Yeah, I can see that." Zikuto nodded. "But don't worry, we all stick together. Unlike the Cat over there, he's a different story." He pointed toward Zhao with his eyes.

"Is there some history here I should know about?" Virus asked.

"Maybe later. It's hard to explain." Zikuto stated.

"I was made to kill meta-Mobians." Wrath stated.

"So like...Metal version of Mobians and that jazz?" Zikuto asked for clarification.

"Meta, it's like super or something. I was made to take down Mobians with super powers." He replied.

"Ah, I get ya. Well, it's a good thing I don't have anything like that, though I really want some. Asonja has the ability to shoot fire and stuff. Got the skills from Prometheus."

"I am technically robotic so I guess that doesn't apply to me," Virus shrugged.

"She changed all that though, mom treats me like an actual kid and not some gun to pull out." Wrath replied.

"I wish I wasn't treated like that at your age..." Zikuto muttered quietly.

"What you mean?" Wrath asked

"It's a long and personal story kid, I don't want to go back there again." Zikuto looked tense and worried.

"Neither do I. I felt like a gun they would pull my trigger at all the other experiments who didn't turn out right." Wrath replied.

"Same here, pretty much. We share a pretty similar past." Zikuto said a bit surprised.

"... Melcro," Virus chuckled out.

"I have a dad too." He replied

"I don't even know who my parents were. They were with me from what I've known. I was used as a meat-shield for any brawl in a bar. And plus, this took place in the 13th century, it was practically a war-zone everywhere."

"Okay, well you two have fun then, I'll just slip away like I was already," Virus began strolling out.

"Alright then. I'll let you know when the fight between me and Zhao begin." Zikuto said to Virus.

"Appreciated."

"I wanna fight!" Wrath let out.

"Whoa, like actually participate in one? I don't support child fights...I don't feel comfortable with it..." Zikuto said, rubbing the back of his head.

"I think I can manage." Wrath said as he held up his hand and grinned.

"Well...if you're sure then we can go ahead and do a quick spar outside." Zikuto pointed to the door behind him.

"Let me ask mom first."

"Alright." Zikuto nodded. He was screaming internally, hoping Ophelia wouldn't get mad about the question.

Wrath then walks out back to bar to Ophelia who was currently chugging down a wine.As soon as Ophelia saw him she frantically hid the wine out of sight of him and then proceeded to smile as if nothing happened. He then moved up to her at the bar and waved.

"Hi mom!"

"Wade I mean, hey honey. Are you done playing cards?" Ophelia said as she let out a hiccup.

"Yep, now I'm gonna fight one of the guys outside." Wrath replied.

"Well if you want to." Ophelia said while wabbling around in a dizzying motion.

"Wait ma'am, perhaps I could sponsor the fight? I mean it would be good for the entertainment." Steve said.

"Okay." Ophelia nodded while almost falling over.

Zikuto somehow got there really quickly, helping her back up. "Alright, I think you've had a bit too much of that...'Grape Juice'." Zikuto said, sighing. "Anyway, kiddo, let's begin."

"Let folks place bets on ya two." Steve replied.

"Oh, right. So who here thinks I'll win this little spar?" He asked everyone in the bar. He wasn't smug, but just asked it like it was a regular question.

About 20 do.

"What about me?" Wrath asks.

About 10 do, plus Ophelia.

"Alright, the bets are in." Zikuto takes his hand out to Wrath. "May the best fighter win."

"Fight-" Virus's grin faded a bit when she saw the opponents. "Oh... the... kid... Okay well thsi will at least be-... um... well good luck."

"Take it outside you two guys, like where the light from the street lamp is shining over there." Steve told them.

Zikuto took note of that, seeing it. "Ah, that one. Got ya, Steve. Lets go, kiddo." Zikuto went to the door and left it open for him to walk out.

"Okay!" Wrath said as he walked out.

"You go Wade! *Hiccups.*" Ophelia replied.

"... Well I guess I'm watching a kid fight," Virus walked out.

Act Two: The Pub Fight.
"Alright, let's get started!" Wrath said as he entered the light of the street lamp.

Zikuto stayed under the light as well, feeling slightly uncomfortable. "Alright kid, show me what ya got." He got in fighting position.

Wrath then preforms a series of random combat moves he has seen on various animes and cartoons. All while making a comical bruce lee like impressionated that he seems to be taking seriously.

Zikuto was trying to study those moves and block them at the same time. However he wasn't good at studying them so he had trouble following them, making him get hit. He used a punch to attempt to get Wrath away from him.

"Alright, enough of this. Time to show you my real power!" Wrath said as he teleported away to the left.

"Real Power? I'm already interested." Zikuto looked to his left to see Wrath.

"Rage Blast!!" Wrath said as his forhead unleashed a blast of psychic energy at Zikuto

"Gah!" He dodged just at the right time. Any slower and that would've ended badly for him. "Whoa...that was actually really cool!"

"You're not holding back are you, Zikuto?" Virus asked.

"Maybe?" Zikuto looked at Virus. "I'm fighting a kid, I've never done that before!"

Wrath then proceeds to teleport to the left and then fires another blast at him. As he does his eyes were seen glowing bright red and his expression changed from a cool and chipper child to that of a hungry little monster who had an expresion of wanting to feast upon something in his eyes. Soon this music would play to set the mood:

Zikuto kept trying to dodge them all, but he was getting slower. He couldn't find an opening to get to Wrath. He did get hit on the right for dodging too slow, knocking him back and collapse on the ground.

"Heh heh, time to finish this." Wrath said as all of a sudden he conjured up a red, psychic knife like construct into his hands. "This is my 'Psycho Blade!';

Zikuto got back up as much as he could, noticing he had no weapons or powers to fight back. He didn't call Mercy or Stop, but just insisted on going. He knew he couldn't win, but decided to face his defeat regardless.

Wrath then teleported above him several feet into the air. He got into a vertical stabbing postion as a 'thoom' was heard from him warping out. While he was smaller, he seemed to be rather scary with his eyes still glowing and that near matching red psychic blade of his in his hand as he descended downwards.

"You lose!"