New Beginning: Lucky Number 13...

[Celadon's Penultimate]

Oh, look, that Wind Scar seems to have a boomerang effect.

*Gaugamon launches off after it, catching it in his mouth like a dog, and then slinging it at bug*

[Marvelous Miscreant]

It's ....not funny......it so damn.....hard to.....recover after....each time....

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[Celadon's Penultimate]

 Oh, go walk it off. Them thar nymphs have plenty remedies for your kind of ailments.

[Celadon's Penultimate]

 What can I say? Gaugamon is pretty stinkin' competitive.

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[Celadon's Penultimate]

Iron Man: HEY! I call foul! (Can we call fouls?)

Captain America: Nope! What are you gonna foul him for? Bein' determined to win?

Batman: I don't think they have rules.

Aquaman: They likely don't, short of killing.

Wonder Woman: Shut up, Aquaman. Go call Aqualad over so we can talk to him.

Aquaman: Um...okay. *Begins walking away*

Batman: And refill my drink while you're going.

[Marvelous Miscreant]

I can certainly try....though I doubt I'll be as much of a challege to him as you were.

[Celadon's Penultimate]

I doubt he wants to take your place. But if he doesn't mind, Gaugamon is always game.

*Crowd cheers*

[Celadon's Penultimate]

Gaugamon:

Um, Let's hope you're wrong...

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[Celadon's Penultimate]

[Marvelous Miscreant]

Hope....yeah that's what I need...not blind stinkin' luck...just hope.

[Marvelous Miscreant]

A tag team in which there is the possibility to be brutally maimed

[Celadon's Penultimate]

Gaugamon: (Celadonian) ENOUGH CHIT-CHAT! GET OVER HERE, MISCREANT!

[Celadon's Penultimate]

 Well, yeah, there's that...

[Marvelous Miscreant]

"My name.......is Marv." My attitude suddenly changes and a spark burns in my eyes as I stare down Gaugamon.

"You want to fight, I'll give you a fight"

Quartz forms over my hands and white sparks crackle down the length of my arms.

[Celadon's Penultimate]

Gaugamon: (Celadonian) NOW! THAT'S WHAT I LIKE TO HEAR!

*Body begins sparking with some unknown energy*

*Raven and a few others psychics fall into a trance*

Psychics: Azarath, metrion, zinthos! Azarath, metrion, zinthos! Azarath, metrion, zinthos! (continue chanting, start to levitate and glow with the same energy)

Captain America: Um...is that supposed to happen?

Wonder Woman: I don't...think so.

Iron Man: Is it too late to change my bet?

Rogue: Yup, and I'm about to go home very much richer.

Storm: Normally I'd vote for the underdog to win, but...

Wolverine: YEAH, KICK HIS A**!

*Gaugamon's skin becomes enshrouded in black runes; eyes glow purple, begins speaking unknown language; shadows begin seeping through the ground*

[Marvelous Miscreant]

My skin shatters like glass and my True Miscreant form reveals itself. Crystal spines rise from my back and draw in ambient energy. My fists clentch together and balls of light form over them.

Slowly small shards of quarts begin to grow across the battle field, in the ground and above it. The float like massive sentinels waiting for a command.

My body glows with the true power of a Miscreant.

"Now, enough muscle flexing...Let's begin."

I streak forward. The pressure of my speed tears the ground to pieces. I raise My fist to strike and electricity crackles from my palms. I swing my fist down with all my might. It rumbles as it breaks the sound barrier and approches Guagamon's head.