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Ash gasped as he hid behind a tree. You know, when he signed up for this tournament, despite all he’d been through, he really didn’t expect a space samurai of all things to be what he was going to fight. Feels like a pretty odd change from your average deadites. Well, regardless, he was here now. In a forest being spectated by the entire world as well as all of the Gods.

Wow. Suddenly his situation just got a bit embarrassing. Everyone just saw him hightail it into the woods to run from a…what, 7 — maybe 8 — foot tall dude with a glorified glow stick?

Speaking of which, he could hear the guy approaching from the distance. That damn respirator may be annoying, but it did give Ash a good read on how close he was. Reloading his shotgun, he set off once more. He could hear the breathing get more and more distant until they eventually stopped altogether.

Ash smirked. Guess that stupid robot body of his was too much to run with— and he’s in front of him. As had to take a moment to rub his eyes and make sure he wasn’t seeing things. Nope, he was there alright. In all his terrifying might, stood Darth Vader.

“Okay…” Ash began, “how?”

“You underestimate the power of the Dark Side, Ashley Williams.”

Ash pointed his shotgun at the Dark Lord. “I think I’m treating it just fine.” And with that, he fired…only for the bullets to stop just a few centimetres in front of the Sith, frozen in the air. “You know, I’m getting really tired of that magic trick of yours…”

Vader said nothing, only dropping the bullets and igniting his lightsaber in response. Ash revved his chainsaw arm and prepared himself for the Dark Lord’s incoming strike. As Vader swung, Ash dodged to the side and aimed his chainsaw at the former Jedi’s back, only for it to freeze mid air. Ash clicked his tongue and shot at Vader with his shotgun, forcing the Sith to block with his blade. The lead hit the saber and went through it, becoming reduced to a molten state and hitting the Emperor’s apprentice. Vader recoiled slightly, taking a few steps back.

Ash chuckled. “Glow stick doesn’t block lead, huh? Good to know.”

“Enjoy that brief moment of triumph, Ashley Williams.” Vader said coldly, regaining his footing and pointing his blade at Ash. “Despite what you think, you will not be accomplishing something like that again.”

Ash scoffed. “And how the Hell do you know what I think, huh?”

Vader breathed out. “Once again, you underestimate my capabilities. I know far more about you than you realise. I have known since this match had first began.”

Ash raised his brow at the Sith…until he took a moment to calm himself and realise something. He could feel a presence…a presence searching through him. Through his mind. His eyes widened in realisation as he looked at Darth Vader.

“Son of a bitch…” He breathed out shakily. “I don’t take too kindly to having my mind searched, creep.”

“By all means, Williams. Try to stop me. Try…and fail.”

The next few minutes consisted of Ash futilely swinging his chainsaw at the Dark Lord who casually dodged. In this time, Ash felt memories reemerge. His friends, his sister, all of those innocent people…all that feel victim to the evil, and he had to horrifically put down. He felt himself get weaker and weaker until he could swing no more, and he collapsed to his knees.

He could hear Vader’s breathing to his side, moving to the front of him. With a click, the crimson lightsaber ignited once more. Ash took a few breaths, looking up at the Sith.

“Well…this wasn’t how I expected to go out.” Ash said weakly.

“Your feelings are irrelevant. Your death will be the first step to the destruction of humanity.” Vader replied.

“Is that just something you God guys are all keen on or something?”

“I do not care for this spout between Mortals and the Divine. I am here solely through the command of my master.”

Ash paused. Oh…oh he could work with this. He slowly moved back and weakly rose to his feet, looking Vader in the eye (or at least he hoped. It was a bit difficult with those red lenses of his).

“So…you’re not the guy calling the shots, huh?” Ash commented. Vader tilted his head in confusion. “Well, I just assumed, y’know, since this whole thing started and you were talking about your empire and crap, that well, you’d be the guy in charge….but, I guess not. So, if you’re not the man calling the shots…who is?”

“Enough.” Vader swung at Ash, only for the man to duck and roll past Vader, grabbing his shotgun once more and firing twice. Once at Vader’s leg, and once at his chest. Vader stopped the shot heading for his chest, but his leg wasn’t as lucky, taking damaged from the bullets and throwing off the Sith’s balance. As dashed forward and kicked Vader in the face, before swinging his now-roaring chainsaw and hitting Vader right in his chest. Sparks flew and Vader let out what could probably be called a scream — it was hard to tell since it appeared his helmet was filtering his voice heavily. Ash pulled back and swung once more, this time hitting the Sith Lord right in the face. In a desperate effort, Vader used the force to hurl Ash back, the man getting launched into a tree. As he let out a few groans and got back up, he looked at Vader, who’s respirator was now letting out different breaths and had the right side of his helmet cut open, exposing a sickly yellow eye.

“You will pay for that with your life, Williams.”

Ash scoffed and cracked his back, before walking slightly closer to Vader. “Good luck with that, pal. I’m gonna make sure you pay for messing with my head back there. You’re not the only one who’s got some tricks up his sleeve, y’know.” As Ash spoke, he reached back and pulled out a book with a horrid face on it’s cover. Vader’s eye glinted with curiosity. Its power intrigued him.

“Fascinating…I shall investigate that books power once I liberate it from your lifeless husk.”

Ash let out a chuckle. “If you really think you can do it…then bring it on, freak.”

Vader glared darkly at Anakin. “I shall show you the full power of the Dark Side, Ashley Williams.”

There was a brief pause, then Ash readied his Chainsaw and shotgun once more, before giving the Dark Lord a smirk and said one word before their battle continued:

“Groovy.”

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Ash gasped as he hid behind a tree. You know, when he signed up for this tournament, despite all he’d been through, he really didn’t expect a space samurai of all things to be what he was going to fight. Feels like a pretty odd change from your average deadites. Well, regardless, he was here now. In a forest being spectated by the entire world as well as all of the Gods.

Wow. Suddenly his situation just got a bit embarrassing. Everyone just saw him hightail it into the woods to run from a…what, 7 — maybe 8 — foot tall dude with a glorified glow stick?

Speaking of which, he could hear the guy approaching from the distance. That damn respirator may be annoying, but it did give Ash a good read on how close he was. Reloading his shotgun, he set off once more. He could hear the breathing get more and more distant until they eventually stopped altogether.

Ash smirked. Guess that stupid robot body of his was too much to run with— and he’s in front of him. As had to take a moment to rub his eyes and make sure he wasn’t seeing things. Nope, he was there alright. In all his terrifying might, stood Darth Vader.

“Okay…” Ash began, “how?”

“You underestimate the power of the Dark Side, Ashley Williams.”

Ash pointed his shotgun at the Dark Lord. “I think I’m treating it just fine.” And with that, he fired…only for the bullets to stop just a few centimetres in front of the Sith, frozen in the air. “You know, I’m getting really tired of that magic trick of yours…”

Vader said nothing, only dropping the bullets and igniting his lightsaber in response. Ash revved his chainsaw arm and prepared himself for the Dark Lord’s incoming strike. As Vader swung, Ash dodged to the side and aimed his chainsaw at the former Jedi’s back, only for it to freeze mid air. Ash clicked his tongue and shot at Vader with his shotgun, forcing the Sith to block with his blade. The lead hit the saber and went through it, becoming reduced to a molten state and hitting the Emperor’s apprentice. Vader recoiled slightly, taking a few steps back.

Ash chuckled. “Glow stick doesn’t block lead, huh? Good to know.”

“Enjoy that brief moment of triumph, Ashley Williams.” Vader said coldly, regaining his footing and pointing his blade at Ash. “Despite what you think, you will not be accomplishing something like that again.”

Ash scoffed. “And how the Hell do you know what I think, huh?”

Vader breathed out. “Once again, you underestimate my capabilities. I know far more about you than you realise. I have known since this match had first began.”

Ash raised his brow at the Sith…until he took a moment to calm himself and realise something. He could feel a presence…a presence searching through him. Through his mind. His eyes widened in realisation as he looked at Darth Vader.

“Son of a bitch…” He breathed out shakily. “I don’t take too kindly to having my mind searched, creep.”

“By all means, Williams. Try to stop me. Try…and fail.”

The next few minutes consisted of Ash futilely swinging his chainsaw at the Dark Lord who casually dodged. In this time, Ash felt memories reemerge. His friends, his sister, all of those innocent people…all that feel victim to the evil, and he had to horrifically put down. He felt himself get weaker and weaker until he could swing no more, and he collapsed to his knees.

He could hear Vader’s breathing to his side, moving to the front of him. With a click, the crimson lightsaber ignited once more. Ash took a few breaths, looking up at the Sith.

“Well…this wasn’t how I expected to go out.” Ash said weakly.

“Your feelings are irrelevant. Your death will be the first step to the destruction of humanity.” Vader replied.

“Is that just something you God guys are all keen on or something?”

“I do not care for this spout between Mortals and the Divine. I am here solely through the command of my master.”

Ash paused. Oh…oh he could work with this. He slowly moved back and weakly rose to his feet, looking Vader in the eye (or at least he hoped. It was a bit difficult with those red lenses of his).

“So…you’re not the guy calling the shots, huh?” Ash commented. Vader tilted his head in confusion. “Well, I just assumed, y’know, since this whole thing started and you were talking about your empire and crap, that well, you’d be the guy in charge….but, I guess not. So, if you’re not the man calling the shots…who is?”

“Enough.” Vader swung at Ash, only for the man to duck and roll past Vader, grabbing his shotgun once more and firing twice. Once at Vader’s leg, and once at his chest. Vader stopped the shot heading for his chest, but his leg wasn’t as lucky, taking damaged from the bullets and throwing off the Sith’s balance. As dashed forward and kicked Vader in the face, before swinging his now-roaring chainsaw and hitting Vader right in his chest. Sparks flew and Vader let out what could probably be called a scream — it was hard to tell since it appeared his helmet was filtering his voice heavily. Ash pulled back and swung once more, this time hitting the Sith Lord right in the face. In a desperate effort, Vader used the force to hurl Ash back, the man getting launched into a tree. As he let out a few groans and got back up, he looked at Vader, who’s respirator was now letting out different breaths and had the right side of his helmet cut open, exposing a sickly yellow eye.

“You will pay for that with your life, Williams.”

Ash scoffed and cracked his back, before walking slightly closer to Vader. “Good luck with that, pal. I’m gonna make sure you pay for messing with my head back there. You’re not the only one who’s got some tricks up his sleeve, y’know.” As Ash spoke, he reached back and pulled out a book with a horrid face on it’s cover. Vader’s eye glinted with curiosity. Its power intrigued him.

“Fascinating…I shall investigate that books power once I liberate it from your lifeless husk.”

Ash let out a chuckle. “If you really think you can do it…then bring it on, freak.”

Vader glared darkly at Anakin. “I shall show you the full power of the Dark Side, Ashley Williams.”

There was a brief pause, then Ash readied his Chainsaw and shotgun once more, before giving the Dark Lord a smirk and said one word before their battle continued:

“Groovy.”