Littles: Greetings and welcome back to a new edition of "Beast Games", right before War.

Biggs: We are going to be seeing a few spectacles of matches tonight, one where it will be Rexcelsis versus Vanos of the Ice Cream Pack. Now can you believe that, right after losing his belt, Rex won't quit seeking greatness and stuff. Now he's one of the biggest men here.

Littles: Who's bigger?

Biggs: Your mama. Now anyway, here's a glimpse of what's been going on. Before, there was a bit between Swillow and her troops.

Littles: Going in now.

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Written with Bethany Clark and Sweet-Gem

Since the palace had been burnt down, most discussion took place within the ice cream shop. Mosor set up a table for them.

A roiling pot of rice got taken from the flames. Soon, Jesus passed out five plates, first to King of Beasts, Swillow, then Harper, Arson, and Citrus in that order.

Jesus tucked his hair into a bun, showing off how thick his pink beard hair was. In front of each, a bowl of rice and an egg. Swillow said, "Okay, so, Citrus has a broken leg, and you two have negative records." She pointed to Harper and Arson. "Therefore, we're going to fix that, and fix that soon."

"About time!" Harper barked. "I can't stand being in the negative. Makes my skin crawl."

Arson, who had drank a lot of soda, rested his head on the table. He gave a small burp, but had his mouth closed. He didn't want to be rude and loud, he'd have to keep fighting the gas that kept rising up from the drinks.

Harper patted him on his back gently. "Too much soda kitten? Take deep breaths."

Arson gave a louder burp. Not megahorn level, but still loud enough for everyone to hear. He looked over at Harper with slightly narrowed eyes. "I'd like it if you didn't do that. And I'm not a kitten." Arson would've said what age he was, but decided against it. He honestly lost track of the days he spent with his old master, so he really didn't know how old he was. Whether the same age, or slightly older.

Swillow said, "Arson and Harper, you two will have a match coming up."

Jesus passed out leather bound books. Arson stared and asked, "What's this?"

Jesus opened it up for both, and it read, "Harper and Arson will fight in a Armageddon Steel Cage Match. At October 31st, Hardcore Halloween.

During the match, Arson and Harper will be within two cages stacked atop each other. The top cage will produce bright blue lights known as the heaven cage. The bottom cage will be bright red, known as the hell cage. Both cages are linked by barbed wire. A ring will be in the center of the bottom cage. Both participants may, before the match, place weapons under the ring. For retrieval later in the match. Only way to win is via pinfall within the ring itself. No one will be in either corner. This match is officiated by referee Richard Short, and approved of by the signed. Jesus Avalon Cross. The signed agrees not to hold Swillow or Jesus liable for damages. Including, but not limited to - death."

Harper eyed Arson. "Don't have to tell me twice." She leaned down and studied the contract. She inhaled once and answered, "The match conditions look fine to me."

Jesus gave them two pens. "Then sign."

Both painted their names on the page.

Swillow said, "Also, we get to show off Arson's new, ahem, costume." Jesus went into the back and brought out a green spandex suit. "Have the costume at hand. Will arrange for Arson to have a match." Jesus placed down a contract in front of Arson and Harper.

Harper took in the green suit. She muffled a snicker and controlled herself.

Arson said, "What the - that looks like an edible green suit for camouflage!?" "Like my job is humiliating enough." Arson banged his head on the table. He wanted to give a prolonged groan. If he could, he'd teleport himself in another location. Though he wasn't sure if he had that sort of power.

"And you get to show that off during your match with Reich soon!" Swillow said. "Bring the little weirdo in," Swillow told Mosor, who opened a door to let Reich in.

Reich peeked his head through the door. Carefully, he strolled in. His tail flicked upon seeing Harper, a familiar face. He eyed the others, not so sure what to make of them. When his eyes landed on Arson, they widened in delight.

"Harper! You didn't mention it was a bobcat." With that, he bounded forward and wagged his tail in greeting.

"My name is Reich. What's yours? It's nice to meet another woodland animal in this strange land."

In any unseen corner of the room, Inari watched on and listened. She wanted to keep tabs on those who interest her, and who she cared for. She became excited and anxious as a fox had become involved.

Reich was thumping his tail against the ground when he paused. Just then he thought he caught the scent of another fox. He quietly sniffed, but then the scent was gone. Strange.

"Now will both of you engage in war?" Swillow asked.

"Like I have a choice. It's not like I have anything else to lose...except my dignity." He put his paw on his pen while thinking, "why does the universe hate me so?"

"Wait, do neither of you have new conditions to add?" Jesus asked.

Reich panicked at looked at Harper. Harper leaned down and whispered in his ear. Reich straightened.

Arson looked up from the table. "You can do that?" This was new. He thought as a servant he didn't have much say. This was...unexpected.

"How about the loser has to um..." he shivered as if having a flashback. "Endure a paddle machine that hits your bum."

A vixen's screech was heard. It echoed of disapproval.

Swillow said, "Did you hear something?"

Jesus said, "Probably not." Stared up at Arson. "Shoot."

Arson's eyes shot open again, then looked over to the fox with narrowed eyes. His ears were also folded down.

On the inside he was thinking, "Swillow already gets at me here and there. Ugh." Arson looked away to think of a condition too. His ears lifted as he got an idea. He looked back at Jesus. " I have a suggestion. How about the loser has to pamper the winner. I'm thinking a back and sides massage. Then, grooming."

Reich did though. It made his heart race. Why did it sound so....upset?

Reich titled his head. "Why did I not think of that?" He glared at Harper. "I swear my hyena friend. You have picked up some cruel punishments."

"I like your thinking Bobcat," Reich laughed. Arson turned back to the fox to give a small grin.

"And next order of business, Harper, you're going to the Western Zone," Swillow said.

"Nice!" Harper laughed. "Just point the way." With that, she stood to her paws.

"Reich, I believe in you. Do your best."

Reich noticed Arson's stare at his suit. "Is that your suit? Thank goodness you have fur. Your thick coat will prevent any rashes. And...if you win, I'll give you a thorough grooming. Besides, I don't think we proud woodland mammals should have to sport..whatever that is."

Arson stared down. "Yeah."

***

Biggs: Now we're set up for one more, ahem, spankering game. But before that, we're slated to see Rexcelsis in action, and then we will be hearing from General Manager Jesus Avalon Cross before he goes to War next week with Swillow.

Red lights flared in the arena. A screen showed the number five.

"Five."

"Four."

"Three."

"Two.

"One."

A bell rang.

A large Tyrannosaurus Rex walked down.

"Ask not for whom the bells toll

They toll for you

Your final hours arrived."

Stadium rumbled, a stadium without a roof or walls, or anything beyond picnic blankets after Rexcelsis took down the last arena, until a new theme came on while the screen read, "Dominium." And down came Leroy!?

"Dark days, are up ahead in my mind

Evil will always try to grab us blind."

Biggs: Well what do you know, is Leroy now with Rexcelsis?

Littles: Almost a father and son sorta tag team.

Biggs: But Leroy is of an indeterminate gender, and we just say he because we're a bunch of gender assuming bigots and think women can't be dinos.

Littles: Oh yeah.

Vanos stared down Rexcelsis, and the bell rang. Vanos ran at Rexcelsis, but Rexcelsis swung his tail and clotheslined a son of a female wolf. As Vanos flipped over, Rex did a leg drop and crushed Vanos between lizard and ring.

Short did a three count and game end.

As Rex and Leroy headed out of the ring, in came rushing a bear.

Kyofi, the wolf hyena looked at her younger cousin in the ring, until Berand came in and struck the back of her neck. Short came to confront him, but Berand said, "Ring the bell!"

Biggs: Well this game was meant to happen, but we didn't think it'd be going on so soon.

Short waited for Kyofi to stand on all fours before ringing the bell. Berand put Kyofi on his shoulders and spun around before throwing Kyofi into a turn buckle.

Biggs: What a glorious F5.

Berand jumped on Kyofi and went for a pin. One, two, three. As the bell rang, Berand ran over to the ropes and stomped the ground. "Rexcelsis!" An attendant gave him the microphone, and Berand said, "Rexcelsis! We're going to have a new fight and the game will be on during Hardcore Halloween!"

He threw the microphone down.

***

Written by Syruscoy and Bethany Clark 95

Harper yawned. Her limbs still ached from all the previous battles Swillow had put her through. She had wandered the general area, finding herself in a small town. None of the shops intrigued her. Her nose twitched at the scent of a fox up ahead. She couldn't help but miss her friend. Maybe meeting this new Vulpes could help relieve the ache.

"What the heck?" Harper thought as she crept closer, and saw a fox burying something in the sand.

Then, just as she was a stone's throw away, the fox vanished.

Harper stopped and rubbed her face. She had sure met a whole bunch of weirdos, but for one to vanish completely, that was something entirely new to her.

She tasted the air; even the scent was beginning to fade. Harper looked around, made sure it was clear and approached the mound of fresh dirt.

Harper unearthed a canvas drawing, depicting a group of animals; A White Rabbit, a Cheetah, and a very large wolf. The air became cold as something sneaked up behind Harper.

"That is not yours. Put it back." Inari spoke, soft and firm.

Harper froze. She knew it was a bad idea. Slowly, she turned around and met the fox's sharp stare. "Oh, apologies fox, " she spoke quicky. She covered up the artifact she uncovered. "I don't know if you're part of these Beast games or what. I wanted to make sure I wasn't missing out on any opportunities to discover hidden items that could assist me in battle. Not that I would want one or anything. I've realized my error." Harper paused and nervously scratched her ear. "Say, what drew me over here in the first place was me witnessing you turning invisible. How did you do that?"

Inari's eyes narrowed, and said something that made Harper blink. "Um, what? Sorry. Um, I don't speak that," Harper mumbled.

Inari sighed and walked over to the dirt mound, dusting and covering it up.

"I understand, just a bit annoyed someone found it as soon as I hid it." Sitting on the mound, she turned to face the Hyena with a neutral expression. "I am kitsune, and my magic is boundless. That is all you need to know. What is your name?"

Harper grinned and took a friendly step forward. "It's great to meet you. I never knew you foxes could possess magical powers. Fascinating. As for myself, I am called Harper. And what may I call you Vixen?"

"I am Inari." She said, as she licked her own paw then began to groom herself. "You are not wrong to search for things, I would do the same. Have you found anything interesting yet?"

"Well, its nice to meet you Inari, " Harper said. "Unfortunately, yes. My freedom from this " King" Swillow. I was tricked into servitude. Don't tell me this Swillow has captured you as well?"

Inari ear's perked and a sense of renewed energy was in her voice. "You are enslaved?? To Chonky Butt??"

Harper's eyes widened and her mouth began to twitch. Suddenly, laughter spilled out her and she fell sideways. "I-Is that what you call her?!" Harper couldn't stop laughing. "Oh, I hope we can become friends Inari. I like you already."

After she caught her breath she then rubbed her paw against her face. "Yes. For a short time. Chonky butt tricked me. Instead of a rabies shot because I drool a lot, it was a tranquilizer. I blacked out before I could claim the crown."

"Well that settles it." Inari announced as she sat up and walked along side Harper. "Fat Butt and Chonky Butt have got to go! And we are going to take them down, friend!" Her tails casually wrapped around Harper's back. "They also messed around with me and my new boyfriend, Arson. Have you met him? He is a cute little Bobcat. Anyway, tricking others to become slaves is lame! They can't get away with this!" Inari complained as she prompted Harper to walk with her.

"I like how you think Inari!" Harper laughed. She then tilted her head. "Arson, hmm.. just met him

"He is also taking part in the games and I am helping him out. If we can get along, I can help you out too!" Inari said cheerily. "But whatever happens, I think we can agree we do not want Chonky Butt to keep the crown. We can all work together as the games progress."

"Nice. Good to know. I've been breaking a lot of creatures' limbs in the ring. I'll try and hold back against him." Harper stated. "And I like the idea of combining our strengths."

Harper then looked over her shoulder. "Say, speaking of friends, who were those animals back there on that white thing? Whatchaever all it. Paper?"

Gently, one of Inari's tails softly turned Harper's head back to facing forward. Slyly, she ignore Harper's question. "You have been breaking limbs?? Oh wow, you must be really strong!! Just how strong are you?" Inari then quickly leaned it to nuzzle Harper for just a moment. Harper had noticed with all nine of Inari's tails, she was literally all over her.

"Ah, yes, " Harper began, eying the tails. "We have the second strongest bite force in the mammal kingdom. Not to brag but I can shatter a giraffe's thigh bone." She then chuckled. "You know, you remind me of another fox I know. She's only the size of your head, but she's so... Comforting." Harper sighed. "I miss her, she's like a daughter."

"AWWW You are a mother to a fox?! That is so sweet!~" Inari's eyes grew big in that moment. "I appreciate anyone who takes care of my kin. Strong and kind~" Inari leaned in to nuzzle her once again. "I have to know more. Tell me about yourself and your fox friend."

Harper blushed. "Hah alright, alright. Just don't tell anyone about her."

"I used to live in a Hyena clan, but I left after I witnessed them doing something I could not stand for. I...left everything. Even gave myself a new name." She winked at Inari.

I found myself in a quiet village, found some animals to build my pack. Then one day...

I saw this mother fox running out of the village. I lived on the outskirts, not to draw attention cause I'm a female and not with a pack of hyenas. We have a police force and they were taking kits and pups early from their mothers for thorough training.

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"You see, the police and I don't see to eye. And I was disgusted when I pieced together what was before me. I could barely keep up with what the mother was saying, sobbing to me; the pup still in her mouth.

"The father had remained behind to fight off the soldiers. Taking whatever consequences for disobeying authority. The mother knew she couldn't outrun them, so...she gave her only kit to me. I don't remember what I said, but I suddenly had a crying kit in my jaws."

Harper became silent.

"The mother nor the father ever returned to claim their child. So I named her and took her as my own."

Inari's cheeks became rosy, and she suddenly became shy. Her tails relaxed their hold on Harper, but Inari moved in closer.

"My world is... very different from where I come from. I did not expect anyone, much less a hyena, to have such compassion for a fox."

Inari had stopped walking, and gestured Harper to do the same. Then nuzzled her, but did not stop.

"I may never meet the fox's of your world, yet I feel it is my duty to act as their Kami. And those who act out my will, shall have my affection."

Harper blushed and closed her eyes. "I was just grateful to be there at the right time, " Harper laughed.

"And you'd be surprised. You foxes are quite adorable. Once I locked eyes with that infant, I melted. Haha. I never saw such soulful eyes.

"And that is very generous of you Inari." Harper chuckled. "I only hope my little kit may be able to sense this, you being a Kami or whatever you call it. May it bring her comfort that her mother find such a friend in this strange world.

Inari gave Harper a kiss, then bounced to her feet. "You, are, my, new, BEST, FRIEND, EVER!!~" Inari then ran around in circles around Harper before jumping into the air, spinning around and landing in front of Harper. "Quick, grab one of my tails!!~"

Harper laughed. "Oh Inari my friend! Alright then!" She grabbed the nearest tail with her mouth.

"ADVENTURE!~" Inari suddenly started to soar across the sky... with Harper magically floating behind her.

They flew higher and higher until they reached the clouds, which Inari suddenly land on. Harper finds a strange sensation around her, and discovers she is able to float on the clouds as well. "Ok!~ You can let go now, make yourself comfortable!~"

"W-We're f...l..y..ING?" Harper yelled not believing it.

"Whoah..." Harper gasped, when her paws touched the soft cloud surface. Her legs wabbled. "This is so COOL!"

"How is this possible? I mean magic duh, but I never thought this was possible." She then rolled into it laughing and kicking her feet into the air.

"Only the coolest, for the coolest!" Inari exclaimed with her tongue stuck out.

"Hah! I never thought I would be doing this! This is awesome Inari!" Harper giggled.

"I can pretty much do anything you can imagine. I am a Kami afterall." Inari stated proudly and openly. "Is there anything you want? Or anything you want to ask me?"

Inari then skipped over to Harper to cuddle. "After what you told me, I feel like I can trust you. So whatever you want, we can make this night fun."

Harper made room for her. "Amazing." She then licked her teeth. "I am parched actually, " Harper confessed. "Screaming all the way here." She laughed.

"And thank you Inari. That means a lot. I am honored to have gained your trust. You won't regret it."

"Thirsty? Say no more!" Inari waved one of her tails and a bottle appeared out of thin air, floating over to Harper's lips.

Inari shouted happily. "It was a gift from someone... very special. You can drink as much as you want, and it never runs out! Go on, try it!"

Harper's eyes widened in shock. Tentatively, she wrapped her lips around it and tasted it. Immediately, she reeled back and started coughing. "Oh! Wow! I.. I wasn't expecting that!" She coughed. "Your friend has expensive taste Inari. Oh my." With that, she continued to drink, her pupils dilated. And true to her word, the bottle never emptied.

"Were you born with magical powers or did you have to earn them?

Inari's tails once again wrapped around Harper, but formed as if they were a blanket. Her head was tucked right under Harper's, and was completely snug with her. The question gave her great discomfort, and she was trying to find compensation, but she was willing to answer her new friend.

"The rules of magic are never the same, every world and every god is different. For me... I was not born this way, no."

"Oh Inari, " Harper cooed and she pulled the fox closer to her. "Forgive me. I never meant to cause you discomfort." Harper nuzzled her face like she did with her kit back home.

"Let's change the subject shall we?" Her eyes then sparkled. "Say... What would you say is your all time favorite thing to do? Me personally, I enjoy it when all my friends gather and I see what kind of trouble they get into this time. And then we hunt!" Harper licked her lips at thoughts of zebra.

"Hungry? Say no more!" Inari beamed. A giant roasted turkey suddenly appeared, and headed for Harper's mouth. The bottle and the meat were now completing for Harper's attention. "I have never been much of a hunter but I would love to see how its done! Maybe you can show me one day? Usually I love to draw in my free time, helps me record events in my life."

Inari's eyes closed as she relaxed in Harper's care.

Harper impulsively began to devour the turkey. "Hah! This is amazing," she muffled, mouth now full. "Back where I live, you gotta successfully hunt in order to survive. Count yourself blessed friend. And sure! I'll gladly reach you the way of a hunter. And ann artist. I had a feeling you were one when I found that... what do you call it... ah yes. paper. We don't have that back in my world. Actually," she paused. "we draw our history on walls in caves instead. I always loved exploring those caves. There was so much to interpret."

She then took another swig of the sake. "Ah, that hits the spot."

"So..." Harper slurred, not realizing she had drank an entire bottle already. "Tell me about your friends? I got a fox friend named Reich. He's somewhere on this island, wandering around. Maybe you guys can meet one day? Do you have any fox friends? Or are you like me? I got a whole range of mammals and reptile allies."

"You are my friend Harper." Inari said as she gave her a kiss. Another giant roast turkey appeared, and headed for Harper's mouth once again. "Any fox boy you know, is my friend too. Is he single? Maybe you can introduce us!~" Inari teased. "I meet with all kinds of animals anywhere I go, but rarely do I meet anyone like yourself, Lioness."

"And you are mine, " Harper purred. "And yes, he is quite single. I'm sure he'll be taken back by you." She laughed. "Lioness eh? You're too kind. Lions are the most respected species in our land. That is sweet of you to compare me to them." She then began to devour the turkey.

"I wish I could take you home with me. Maybe you could be a good influence on THEM, my other 'friends.'" Inari began to complain. "And I can't even find comfort in my subjects because they are all so needy and they don't even try to make me my favorite fried tofu anymore, it's always 'How's Jeremiah?' like if he was the only Kami that mattered!" Inari continued.

"Sometimes I wish I could find a new world and start over on that one. A clean state where I can work towards building everything up all over again, but this time the right way. But oh no, everything has to be done HIS way now, and I can't do anything without his approval first. And then SHE would rat me out if she ever did catch me doing something I am not suppose to..."

"Sounds like coming to this world for a short time turned out for your favor." Harper smiled. "The thought of different worlds still blows me away. I bet your land is beautiful. As for these friends of yours, we'll, that's a lot to take in. I'm not sure if I could influence them. They do sound set in their ways. But you never know until you try. Who knows, maybe being apart from them for a while will cause them to miss you and see the error in their ways." Harper paused and looked at the clouds intensely. "You could also ask yourself what drew you all together in the first place? If you can reconnect with that and build on it, it may possibly help your relationship with them. Believe me, I have several friends that annoy me. Gosh I wish I could sink my teeth into their senseless heads, but I do love them. And they have helped me grow into the mammal I am today." Harper sighed and licked Inari tenderly, "I know the feeling of wanting to start over with a clean slate. I left everything behind. I thought things would be easier, that I went on my own way. Turns out I was wrong. Anywhere I went had problems of their own. Therefore, as bad as it might be, stick with the foundation you have built in this world. I'm sure your friends are needy, bossy, and even want to cause you to pull your fur out. But they're your friends. They choose to interact with you. They care for you deep down. And as for this male who must do things 'his way', maybe it wouldn't hurt to step back and see why. Maybe he is wise or he is worried for your safety. And sounds like this female too is worried for you."

Harper yawned and rested her chin against her leg. "But at least you don't have to get through it alone. You got my support." Harper barely finished and her eyes shut closed. Before long, she was snoring.

Harper awoke with a start. She lifted her head and looked around. "Huh? I could have sworn that I was in the clouds..." But alas she was back in the village. She was tucked up against one of the buildings. No one had bothered her. "Well, talk about a crazy dream. Gosh, that seemed so real." She rose to her paws and stretched. "Well, better see what good all Swillow wants me to do." It wasn't long until she found the fresh mound of dirt was still there. Harper's heartbeat quickened and she desperately looked around. Inari was nowhere to be seen. Harper sighed and brushed the dirt mound with her paw. Upon doing so, the dirt revealed something buried. Harper pressed her ears forward and continued to dig. When it was fully unearthed, the just sat there and stared. Tears pricked her eyes and a genuine grin bloomed across her face. It was a piece of paper, slightly crumbled, but it was the image that made her heart grow as warm as the desert sunrise. It was a painting of a fox with nine tails and a Hyena sitting together on the clouds laughing and basking in each other's company.

***

Written with Sweet and Beth.

Soon, Arson would be put into the suit and paraded out into the ring.

His suit was green spandex with a drop seat almost like pajamas. Purple frills collared around him. Also it rode up his butt, as well.

Biggs: We are glad to have you at our main fight of the night.

Music blared. "You say it's a miracle!"

Jesus walked down the ramp and to the announcer's desk.

Jesus: Great to see all you here, gentlemen.

He cracked open a cold can of root beer.

Jesus: Just enjoying a little bit of the root beer.

Littles: And you are the Survivor Jesus, yes?

Jesus: Yes, one of my many forms. Last time I was out was when I was dining with Berand and Inari was talking about how Slash was trying to join with Athyn to cause my grave.

Biggs: Speaking of Athyn and Slash, how have you been dealing with the situation and how they planned to x you? Aren't you afraid they'll assassinate you?

Jesus: Hm, good question, but no.

Arson was starting to stare daggers at the suit, thinking of different ways of how he'd want to destroy that thing. It was horrible when he had to wear the jester outfit initially, and now this? If Arson could, he'd say a word or two to the wolf queen.

Reich could sense the Bobcat's discomfort. "Say, um, if you want, I can help you destroy it afterward?" he whispered.

Richard Short came to them. "Match starts now."

Reich turned and stuck out his paw. "Since we don't know each other that well, lets shake paws. I never got your name Bobcat."

Reich kept his paw out, patiently waiting to shake paws before they fought.

Arson looked down at Reich's paw, then took it. "I haven't met many kind canids where I used to live, but I wish you the best of luck." On the inside Arson was thinking, "You're so going down for that suggestion earlier!"

"Come to think of it, you remind me of my bobcat friend back home," Reich grinned. "It will be a blast sparing with ya."

With that, Reich stepped back and waited for the ref.

"Yeah...we'll see." Arson went away to get in position as well. He wasn't sure what to expect, but he'd try to do this carefully. He didn't want to damage the other guy, bit at the same time he didn't want to lose and get a furnace felt seat. At hearing the bell ring, Arson got in a defense position. This time would certainly be different, and he would NOT wait too long to strike.

Reich didn't waste any time. He tucked his chin down and plowed into Arson. And jabbed his right paw into Arson's jaw, leaning forward to get full weight for that lean.

Arson looked over to the fox, not seeming to mind the pain too much. Arson bit on the fox's ankle, picked him up and flipped him, slamming his whole body on the floor. He repeated the action on the other side, before spinning around and throwing him to the opposite side of the ring.

Richard Biggs: Well, that Arson sure is something. Got a lot of strength that one.

Jesus: Arson is on our of strongest risers, and will be one of the reasons we'll be winning War on the 30th. And afterwards Swillow will get the last bit of her book done. You know, we'll be throwing a special party After Dark when Swillow wins.

Reich grinned as he hit the ground. He rose to his paws and instead of running towards Arson, he jumped on top of one of the ring posts. There, he stared down Arson. "Thank you Bobcat. Now I know the full extent of your jaw's strength."

Reich opened his mouth and exhaled. A blue light breathed out with him. "Unfortunately, you know nothing of mine."

Arson dodged. "Hmph, it's obvious you intend to play the same game as I do. But I can't say I'll make this easy...regardless. I may not wear the belt of a champ, but I could still show moxie." Arson's eyes began glowing, then left the spot he had stood from in a blur.

He ran underneath the ring ropes, and jumped up high enough to tackle into Reich on the top, with force to knock even Rexcelsis around. As the fox flew in the air, and landed on the opposite side of the ring, Arson ran again. Except this time he enshrouded himself in energy, making himself look like a shooting comet Arson tumbled before delivering a strong drop kick.

Reich jumped back into the ring, his fur ruffled. He began to side set back and forth. He danced forward and feinted a tackle. Close combat it was. After the feint, Reich stabbed Arson's nose with his paw, and then grabbed Arson's paw and swung him over his head, slamming him into the ground. Reich then jumped and fell on top of Arson, using his elbow to jab Arson between the shoulders. Reich, now breathing heavily whispered, "So...you said this outfit was uncomfortable? Let me help." With that, he tore the fabric around Arson's bum and yanked it up to cover the bobcat's face.

Jesus: Now that's one way to do a wedgie. Always was a fan of an Atomic Wedgie Suplex. And you see him, and how he's on his back, he's getting maximum pull, riding that fabric up between the legs.

Biggs: Man, now these two youngsters sure are something. Say, who of these two would you not want to face off against then?

Jesus: Well Arson's got this in the bag.

Arson would've covered his nose when it was hit, but didn't have that much time to think when he was slammed. He grunted when he was hit between his shoulders, and gave a yelp when his opponent gave him a wedgie. His eyes went wide at the great discomfort between his legs. "Aaagh! Why you dirty son of a!...Grrrraaaaah!" Arson had enough of this, and stood up to to do a sweep kick. He stood over Reich to start delivering swift jabs with his front paws in his stomach. Thirty to be exact.

Biggs: Absolute viciousness from Arson.

Littles: Dear god, is he going to submit to those strikes?

Reich grunted and endured. He grabbed onto Arson and whispered, "Didn't you forget? Magic is allowed." Reich inhaled suddenly electricity blasted from his body, electrifying the bobcat. Reich jumped to his paws and spat out some blood. He jumped onto the ring post once again.

Biggs: Believe that spectacle? Both are still up and at this fight, what an incredible display.

Jesus: Man, even Swillow and I haven't taken beatings like that in our face offs.

Littles: Both kids are proving themselves worthy of perhaps a shot against Swillow?

Needless to say, Arson looked very awkward right now. His fur was very poofy and smoking. While the suit made most of him look skinny. He puffed out smoke after being fried. He made his way to another ring post. "So light blast, electric, and regular combat. Good to know." He thought. He shook himself straight. Arson gave himself a quick grooming to look a little better for the match. The shock honestly wasn't that bad to him. The reason, being the fact that his own power felt shocking at times when he's used it to a great extent in the past.

Arson at first wasn't sure what move he should do next. However, he figured that perhaps he should try something that involved slamming. He wrapped his front leg around Reich, before jumping in the air with him. He did a backwards flip, before slamming him down on the ring's floor. Arson released his grip on his opponent just as they were both landing back in the ring. The bobcat was sure he'd get points for that.

Jesus: Superplex! Need to know about life after death? Better ask these two as that will wreck both.

Biggs: High risk, high reward, both are willing to sacrifice everything just to get ahead.

Reich gasped and scrambled to his paws. He charged into Arson and slammed him against the ring. Reich wasted no time and began to shock the bobcat. Reich then did a handstand and wrapped his back legs around Arson's neck, spun, and threw Arson down.

Jesus: Woo! Did you see that core strength? You have to use a lot of core strength to use your legs to head scissors and threw someone.

Arson made himself stand back up. He was nowhere near ready to give up. His face serious and focused. "You're good...but I'm taking the win." He cracked his neck before coming up to deliver an uppercut to the fox's jaw. He then went behind him to grab his ankles with his front paws, and began spinning the fox around fast. After several seconds Arson threw him fifteen feet in the air. The bobcat pounced at him at an angle, and grabbed him this time by his scruff and tail. Arson did a front flip as he held the fox, and slammed him again on ring's floor.

Reich was beginning to boil with rage. Every inch of his body screamed out in pain. He could not lose like this. "Sorry Bobcat" he huffed. "I still got some fight in me." With that, he lunged at Arson's throat, and sank his glowing teeth into through his fur, and into his skin. He exhaled and sheer electricity shot into Arson, through his skin and coursed through his organs. Reich passed and listened for his heartbeat. He was ready to do CPR. Once confirmed there was a heartbeat, Reich then began to drag Arson up the red poll on the corner of the ring. He got onto his hind legs, lifting Arson above his head and threw him down into the center of the ring. Reich then slid down the pool and limped over to him. He plopped on top of him and rasped, "Now bobcat. Tell me. Do you concede?"

And Short went for the count of one, two.

Bell rang.

Jesus: What in the grand hell?

Biggs: Saved by the bell, the thirty minute time limit happened.

Short said, "This match is over by time out which means we will find out by judge's score cards."

Reich planted his face into Arson's fur. "Thank goodness."

Arson started chuckling on the floor of the ring, before sitting up. There was a smirk on his face. "Did you really think that would work? I've been through some very intense training that had me exposed to different things. The static you've used...I was storing." With that said, Arson turned a bluish purple as he charged up. He released a huge wave of energy, since the fox was in close proximity of him. Not only did he release his own, but also the electricity of his opponent that went in his body. The bobcat figured that this would seal the deal regarding his win. Considering, that the fox was already worn from the fight, and what Arson used is a strong move.

Reich passed out.

Littles: What the hell?

Biggs: You little bastard!

Littles: Unprovoked assault, does he not know the fight is over?

Biggs: Disgusts me, that is gross.

Jesus: We're gonna have to continue the fight at some point, and Swillow and I have made our decisions.

Biggs: Just tell me the decision, that way I can announce it for them, okay?

Arson stood to his feet, then came over to the unconscious fox. He sighed before checking for his heartbeat. The bobcat had turned the fox over slightly so his ear could be directly on his chest. He was relieved that his opponent was still alive. Arson lifted his head off of the fox, and wondered if he should perhaps help him out. He'd wait first to hear from the announcer, then lend a paw in getting him out the ring gently.

Swillow came up to Arson, and growled. "What the hell are you doing?"

Arson turned to blink in surprise at her. "Was I not supposed to continue?" He asked. It was an honest question, since he thought he had one more chance at sealing a win for himself.

"Wait," Reich suddenly groaned, and he turned his head to look up at Swillow. "I may be just a guest here, but please Swillow, hear what I have to say. A true warrior knows when he's beaten. I underestimated my opponent here. I had finished my ultimate attack, but this...bobcat. He was clearly still not finished. He had yet to prove his hidden skill. That last move showed me his true strength as a warrior. He chose when to wisely execute it like you said Swillow. To prolong the fight. And I... I respect that. He has beaten me. I wouldn't have it any other way. It was an...honor." And with that, he officially passed out.

Swillow pinched the bridge of her nose. "Alright, here's what's going to happen. Neither of you two are in trouble, for now, but you will fight again. After Dark."

Biggs: And we have it here that the scores have been a tie draw.

***

Jesus came out from the announce desk and went over into the ring, stood at a podium.

"Now, thirty beatings hath September,

"And then I'll save one SOS dumbass for December."

As Jesus paced, he said, "All four versions of Jesus have to come out as all of us need a piece of you. And MEW3, no matter your forces, despite Berand and Leroy, and Swillow's Clone, and Rexcelsis, none of that matters. For I will take you down, and I will beat you down."

"Four versions of Jesus when we can't even stand one of you!?"

Jesus stared up, to see MEW3 on a plateau as Beast Games' stadium had a set of stairs going up. MEW3 leaned on railings on the crow's nest, and said, "Four versions of Jesus. You have some split personality disorder, man? Need a therapist or someone, to help with that and help you get over the fact you're Swillow's bitch and not even the top one?"

Jesus said to MEW3, "And yet you talk despite the fact the main draw on your team has never been you, and has always been Rexcelsis?"

MEW3 put a hand out and said, "Woah! Woah! Woah! Rexcelsis serves me now, and he's a big part of SOS. And when Rex cleaves your team, the rest of us will pick you apart like vultures. You see, the rules are that after one person is eliminated, we go on, and that means all that will be left is your leader Swillow, and we'll take her down too, and then I'll be getting to go after her belt and Rexcelsis will beat that dumb overblown self-aggrandized bigot Inari and take the Artesian Belt where it belongs."

Jesus said, "And how are you going to ensure that when rules are that the fight ends when a leader is downed?"

MEW3 laughed. "Guess I'll take down Swillow, what's your point Jesus?"

"Because I don't have to beat Rex, or Leroy, or Swillow, or even Berand. All I have to beat is you." Jesus pointed at MEW3 as MEW3 felt uneasy, "and don't think for a second I'll take my eye off of you or where you're at, and know that I will find you and I will come down with the wrath of god."

Jesus formed a cross over a dragon tattoo on his core, and said, "Creator Goddess Dragon of Light, please forgive me for what I'm going to do to this fool."

Lights went off.

And they turned on red.

And three wild dogs paced around Jesus. Slash, Coconut, and Marshmallow, all grinning and all ready to kill.

A flaming mass ran into all three wild dogs as Swillow ran them over.

For the first time, Slash was caught off guard and she gasped. Jesus went for the King on Slash, but Coconut and Marshmallow ran in the way.

"Five

Four

Three

Two

One

Ask not for whom the bells toll-"

Rexcelsis ran back into the stadium, and swung his tail, knocking all the wild dogs, Swillow, and Jesus over.

As Jesus dropped the microphone, Leroy grabbed the fallen microphone and cleared his voice.

"Berand, you have a deal."

Mike drop.

Slash's Halloween Bash:

Berand versus Rexcelsis