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Match Final Results Member Ratings: 5.00 - Venom 2009 FPA Calculation: 1 Total Votes cast 5.00 Total Combined Score 5.00 / 1 = 5.00 Final Rating on the match MATCH SCORE Estel Aguirre: 1 Poison: 5

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FEAR EFFECT: INTO MADNESS   A car cut through a long, winding forest road. Night pressed in on all sides of it. The mercenary, Hana Tsu-Vachel, sat in the driver’s seat.. Her short dark hair framed a face that rarely betrayed emotion. Except when it came to her partner, Rain Qin. Rain sat next to Hana with one leg crossed over the other. Her blonde hair was tied in a high ponytail with two long bangs that fell over  her face. Her eyes moved constantly, watching the road, the trees, and Hana. “So,” Rain finally said, breaking the silence, “we’re really doing this. Looking for a fictional town that may not be fictional after all..” Hana didn’t look at her. “We’re already doing it.” Rain smirked faintly. “Glas disappears chasing a missing writer in the middle of nowhere, and your first instinct is ‘road trip.’” “He doesn’t disappear,” Hana replied flatly. Rain tilted her head. “People change, Hana. Even Glas.” Hana’s grip on the wheel tightened slightly. “He wanted quiet work,” Rain continued. “No more hell dimensions. No more supernatural insanity. Just tracking jobs, insurance contracts…” “And that’s exactly why this doesn’t make sense,” Hana cut in. “He picks something low-risk and vanishes? No contact, no fallback?” Rain exhaled. “Yeah. That’s the part I don’t like either.” “The last I heard from him is that he and this insurance investigator were going to try and find this fictional town because of a very real map. That’s why we are here,” Hana reminded Rain. Rain gave her a look. “Seems like a lot of fuss for just some genre writer.” Hana looked back to the road. “That’s what we’re here to find out.” They drove in silence for a while.  Rain leaned forward. “Okay.” Hana didn’t respond. Rain pointed ahead. “That sign.” Hana’s eyes flashed over  to it, then back to the road. “Yeah.” “We passed that already,” stated Rain. Hana’s voice stayed level. “No, we didn’t.” Rain didn’t argue. They drove on. Five minutes later, the same sign listing Hobbs End as 12 miles away with the same dent and the same scratch across the “E” appeared. Hana slowed down. Rain exhaled through her nose.  “Okay. Now I’m saying something,” she said. Hana didn’t respond. The road stretched endlessly ahead. The trees didn’t seem to move. And something in the air felt  wrong. Rain looked over at Hana. You’ve been driving for hours.” “I’m fine.” Rain shook her head. “No. You’re not. Pull over.” Hana didn’t. Rain leaned closer. “Hana. You’re clearly tired. And if we’re about to drive into whatever this is, I’d rather you not be running on fumes.” A long pause. Then,  Hana pulled over. They switched seats without another word. Rain slid behind the wheel. Hana leaned back in the passenger seat, arms folded. “Wake me if something changes,” she said. Rain smiled. “Something already has.” Hana closed her eyes. A loud rumbling noise woke Hana up immediately. There was even more darkness covering the road in front of her. .Suddenly, there was fire. The forest burned away. The road collapsed into blackened stone. And a throne of bone and ash rose up from the inferno. Seated upon the throne was the King of Hell, Yim Lau Wong. Tall. Skeletal. Draped in ancient, regal robes that flowed like smoke. His face was gaunt, almost corpse-like, stretched over sharp features and hollow eyes that burned with cruel intelligence.Then there was the smile, the always present wicked smile. “Hana!” He called out. His voice echoed like it came from everywhere at once. Hana looked around. There was no car, no Rain. Just her and the horror she thought she had put behind her forever. Yim Lau Wong rose slowly. “You worked so hard to escape me. To claw your way out of hell itself.” He circled her. “And now…” he laughed “You turn around… and drive willingly into something that could even be worse. I know you feel it.” Hana’s eyes narrowed. “I don’t scare easily.” “No,” Yim Lau Wong replied. “You break slowly.” Hana reached for her guns. “What do you want?” Yim Lau Wong ignored her question.     “Do you know what I find most amusing about mortals? How determined you are to destroy yourselves.” Hana scowled. “You see the warning signs,” he continued. The road sign appeared behind him. “You feel something is wrong.” The forest twisted unnaturally. “And still you keep going.” Hana clenched her fists. “I don’t run.” Yim Lau Wong chuckled. “Oh, Hana…” His voice dropped. “You’ve never stopped running.” The fire around them surged.  “Hana.” Her eyes snapped open. It was daylight. She was back in the car. Rain stared at her. “You okay?” Hana sat up immediately. “When did we arrive?” Rain frowned.  “That’s the thing. I don’t know.” She gestured behind them. “We were still in the forest.” Hana looked out the window. They weren’t anymore. They had reached Hobb’s End. Rain parked and Hana stepped out of the car. Something felt off immediately. The street was quiet and still. Yet, it didn’t feel like they were alone, but instead were being observed. Rain stepped beside her. “You feel it.” Hana nodded. “Let’s find Glas.” They traveled to an inn as it seemed like a logical place for Glas and the investigator to have visited. The bell above the door rang as they entered. The inn was mostly empty. A man stood behind the counter with a hollow smile. Hana approached. “We’re looking for someone that may have recently stayed here, a man named Glas.” The innkeeper’s smile didn’t change. “This town hasn’t had any visitors in quite some time.”  Rain frowned. “That’s not possible.” The man’s eyes didn’t blink. “I would think I would  remember. This place is starving for business.” Hana studied him. What was he hiding and why? She was determined to find out. “We’ll take a room.” Inside the room, Rain immediately questioned Hana. “What’s the plan? It’s going to be harder to find Glas, if people are going to claim he was never here. Maybe he never was. I’m still not sure how we got here.” “That man is hiding something,” stated Hana. “Someone in this town will talk.” Rain eyed a painting on the wall that depicted an ancient demon. “Interesting decor.” A different object caught Hana’s attention. An audio recorder near the bed. She immediately recognized it. It belonged to Glas. She went over to it and picked it up. “Hey, isn’t that…” Rain began. Hana pressed play on the recorder. “If you’re hearing this, something went wrong. The town's called Hobbs End. Supposed to be a simple locate-and-report job. Missing author. Sutter Cane.. Insurance guy wanted confirmation. Nothing simple about this place.” The recording cut abruptly. “That liar!” Rain declared. “If he thinks we aren’t going to confront him about this, he is deeply mistaken.” Rain exited their room and made her way to the front desk. Hana stayed with the recorder and searched for more recordings. “Hana… if this is you. If you find this. I didn’t leave Hobb’s End. I tried, repeatedly, but the town doesn't let you..” Hana’s eyes shifted.to the wall and the painting. Suddenly the demon in the painting twisted into something else grotesque yet familiar. It was her other partner, Deke, but in his monster form from when he was tortured in Hell. Hana stiffened and blinked. The painting changed back to the original demon. Was her mind playing tricks on her because of her past trauma, or was it something else? She reached for her guns and steadied herself. Hong Kong. The Triad. Hell. Yim Lau Wong. That was the past. She needed to focus on the present and saving Glas. Rain returned minutes later. “The innkeeper wasn’t there.” She held up several pieces of paper. ”But,  I found these.” “What are those?” Hana aksed “Manuscript pages. Looks like the unfinished works of this Sutter Cane guy.” Hana exhaled. “He’s a wildly popular writer. Easily the most famous man in this town. Not too surprising they follow him to that degree. Why did you take them?” Rain smirked. “I wanted to see what the hype is about.” She started reading, then froze.  “Hana,” she said softly. Hana looked up. “Glas is in this.” Hana’s expression hardened. "What?” “It’s describing him and the investigator coming into town.” Rain kept reading. “Maybe it tells us where he is.” Hana shook her head. “Or it tells us what they want us to think. This town is trying to mess with us.” Rain didn’t stop reading. “I still think it’s worth checking out. We don’t have any other leads.” Hana stood. “I’m going into town. I’ll find us one.” As Hana walked around the town, the streets twisted subtly, not physically, but perceptually. Hana pulled out Glas’s audio recorder and hit play again. “It’s rewriting itself…”  Static interference. “I tried to leave. Roads loop. Time skips.” Hana passed a window. The reflection was not hers, but a disfigured creature. It disappeared in the blink of an eye. She saw some people gathering around the church. She considered asking them about Glas, but reconsidered when she heard them shouting about their missing children. It could possibly be related to what happened to Glas but Hana wasn’t eager to add more to her plate if it wasn’t Hana turned a corner and went back to the audio recording. “Sutter isn’t writing stories, he’s finishing something.” Hana turned another corner. It was suddenly dark again. The phenomenon was soon put aside by Hana as a figure crawled in the street near her. “Glas!” He looked up. He was in rough shape. His left arm was missing like it had been severed again.     “No! No, you shouldn’t be here!” Hana knelt beside him. “Glas. What’s happening?” Glas shook. “Sutter’s horror stories, they aren’t stories, they are real. They are controlling him, using him.” Glas fell to the ground completely. “He’s just their messenger. Tasked with getting their story to the masses to empower them.” “Who are they?” Hana asked. Glas whispered: “The Old Ones.” “They’re coming back,” he continued. “Through him. Through the story. I tried to stop him. He wanted me to take his manuscript to get it published after they killed the investigator. I refused and even tore up the last few pages.” Hana tried to process everything Glas was saying. He was now struggling to speak. “Sutter is rewriting. You have to stop him… before he finishes.” Glas took his last breath and fell dead. Hana felt sadness for him, but her mind immediately switched to concern for her beloved Rain. Hana ran back to the inn. She found Rain in their room alone in the darkness. Rain’s voice was distorted now. “We are part of the story now.” “Rain.” The silhouette of Rain shifted like her body was morphing. “I found our pages,” Rain said. “Our ending.” Hana shook her head. “Stop reading that” “You have been chosen, Hana,” Rain explained. “All the fear that you have faced, horrors that you endured.  Rain stepped forward into the moonlight of the room window. Her voice twisted further. “You’re perfect for this role. The one that will deliver oblivion to this world.” “I’m not delivering anything,” Hana snapped. Rain’s body broke. Transformed. “It’s already written.” The disfigured Rain attacked Hana. The fight was fast as Hana was quick to her guns and she shot up Rain with a tear in her eye. Rain collapsed. She was human again. Hana dropped beside her and cradled her. “Rain, I’m sorry.” Rain smiled faintly. “It’s okay. This was my ending as it was written.” “No book can dictate our lives,” Hana said angrily. “Do you want to know what ending is written for you?” Rain asked weakly. Hana did not respond. Rain whispered: “You go to the church. That is where Sutter Cane is. You try to kill him before he lets them through. Demonic underlings of the Old Ones will try to stop you..” “And then?” Rain hesitated. “…I don’t think it’s written yet.” Rain took her last breath and died in Hana’s arms. Hana gently released her partner. She sat still for a moment. She then checked her guns and steeled herself for the battle in front of her. She would walk into the mouth of madness without fear.  

MATCH SCORE Tifa Lockhart and Julia Chang: 6 Bebop & Rocksteady and Kraven the Hunter: 2

Nice setup. I've also never seen the Bats movie. Need to look it up.

I want ot give this to the custom dinos and I think I will.

Well Sivana hates magic. Voldermort ain't powered by six gods. I think Sivana does well against him.

I see this match up like Adam being pre-injured Jax and Floyd being cyborg Jax. The results are obvious. Floyd wins. And I'm still waiting on my dude Shiva's. Fight.