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"Hell, a place of conflict, of evil, of injustice, and those who rule over it. But still, even in a world like this, order still reigns in different ways." Dark red rock and sulfurous smoke and dust speed by as the view approaches a large structure, seemingly in the middle of nowhere in the wastelands and cliffs of Hell "Once a year, a tournament is held for the Lieutenants of the 8 Servants of Hell, for the enjoyment of the denizens of this accursed place," The viewers 'invisible camera zooms in the show a huge coloseum-like row of stands, seemingly constructed from the red rock of the netherworld itself, though the stand area only ran a semi-circle, leaving the huge open area infront free for the fighters involved to really let loose. At the head of the stands was a box for the Servants of hell, 7 of which were currently present there "and the fame the winner would claim." The camera panned over the row of lieutenants standing in front of the crowd of demons "This is one such story." Suddenly a rock flew by the camera "...hey!" A moment later, with a loud crack, the lens broke, sending the camera spiraling to the ground.



"Hey, nice shot! You nailed him!" Exclaimed an exuberant looking blue clad figure, none other then one of the 8 Servants, Cryos the fallen deity of Winter.



"I hate those stupid narrators, he got what was coming to him!" Seedle, another of Hells Servants answered with a malicious grin.

"Well....I guess I'll get started then..." Cryos said, whipping a Mic out of seemingly nowhere, and with a quick spin of it and a leap up onto the side of the Servants box, brought it to his mouth "Welcome ladies and demons! To the annual Lieutenant tournament extravaganza! As per usual, I Cryos, shall be your announcer for today!" He said energetically, striking a pose "The compeition is gonna be tough this year, and we have a new face to add to the excitement!" he pointed down to where Bushimaru was standing "....I don't quite know what gender he is though, if someone could tell me, that would be nice..." Cryos added, scratching his head.



"He's a male, moron...now just get on with it....listening to you every year is a trial without having to step foot in any arena..." Ararikku, another of hells 8 Servants, and Bushimaru's superior, grumbled at Cryos.

Cryos tossed the mic from one hand to the other and continued "In any case, it's a great day out here for a good fight!. Seemingly as one, the crowd all looked upwards, to find only more red rock and the occasional geyser of flame high above "....somewhere" Cryos added. "...And what a turnout we have as-well, though we seem to be missing our 8th Servant, Makuro, he couldn't be with us today, because he was TOO LAZY!!!" Cryos suddenly yelled in the direction of Makuros castle, the yell echoing through the Netherwords cliffs and caverns. There was a short pause "YOUR FACE!" said the returning echo.

"Always the charmer....now, onto the lineup! many of you will already recognize most of these combatants...but for those of you who love living under rocks, the introductions, in order of how they placed in the last tournament are as follows..." Cryos grinned, motioning to Bushimaru

"First up, we have Bushimaru Kusunoki! The newest lieutenant and replacement for Overlord Ararikkus previous lieutenant Hinote. Since he wasn't in the last tournament, he automatically gets the bottom spot." Cryos said, then pointed to the person standing to the left of Bushimaru.



"This pasty white fellow is Tabris, fallen archangel of free will! Lieutenant to a good buddy of mine, Kokujin-sama!....though he came in last in all the tournaments up until now....ah well, he's number 7 in this one, so we expect great things!

"I went up a rank? wow, I really did. Mister Kokujin will be so proud" the white boy said excitedly



"....Never call me 'buddy' again..." Kokujin, common foe of the Lunar Hope, and father to Kokujo, said coldly back to Cryos.

".....moving on!...the 6th place in the last tournament went to Aster, Makuros lieutenant, and resident meat head!" Cryos said, indicating the next competitor.



"Your FACE is a meat head!" Aster shouted back, waving a fist.

"And next up we have Grand Commander Seedles Lieutenant, everyones favorite walking corpse, Zom!!" Cryos declared.




"...Who is going to win if he values working legs!!" Seedle shouted, making the Zombie cringe a little.

"Next on our list is the 4th place, Kai! The lieutenant of the one and only queen of smexeh, Debora!" Cryos announced.


"Believe it!!" Kai said with a grin.


"....No anime for a month..." the stoic Debora said

"That quickly?" said a slightly less energetic Kai.

"...She's so cute when she's angry...ahem, I mean, next we have- uh....where is Terror's Lieutenant?" Cryos said as he observed the gap in the row of competitors.


"Ooooh, he'll be here....he'll be here" Said Terror in his grinding voice, amidst the heavy, labored sounding breathing through his mask.

"......cool" Cryos forced a grin and quickly turned a way to change the subject "Up next it's Frowzen, my own lieutenant, he's pretty grumpy and not too important...moving on-"


"Hey!" Frowzen protested, but too late.

"Finally, we have our long standing champion! None other then the lieutenant of Cerberus, the Guardian of hell himself and a personal favorite of mine, it's Raphael Vindar Steppenwolf the 3rd!....AKA Wolf, for those of you who don't enjoy needlessly long sentences!" He exclaimed.


"WOOO!" Shouted Wolf hyperactivity, throwing a fist in the air. Kasshoku, Wolfs dog, barked just as excitedly.


"....Are you done yet Cryos?..." said Cerberuses humanoid form in an annoyed tone.

"Heh, don't sweat your socks Swordylocks, I'm planning to go all the way. Don't think that you being my super-special-awesome buddy is gonna keep me from laying the smackdown on ya if we do get pared though. Good luck dude" Wolf grinned at Bushimaru.



"I wish most of you the best of luck in the tournament, and remember, we don't want good clean fights, we want incredibly violent beatings! Now! For the matches of the first round! Cryos announced, motioning towards a large board that an assortment of winged demons were holding.

|Bushimaru vs Frowzen|
|Tabris vs Kai-------------|
|Wolf vs Aster-------------|
|Mormel vs Zom----------|



Frowzen unfolded his arms and turned his irritable features to Bushimaru "Looks like your little 'destined duel' will need to wait until next year samurai....Being drawn against me in the first round was rather unlucky for you, but at least it'll show you your place" Frowzen said arrogantly as the rest of the lieutenants started to clear the field for the first match.



"Ah, I'm sure you can take this frosty sad-sack Swordylocks, go for it buddy!" Wolf made a flashy V sign at Bushimaru before jogging off the field too.

"Say whatever you want, you're just a mere human....you're not even a demon, how could you possibly stand up to me? One of the greatest of the Toukan race?!" Frowzen stated, throwing Bushimaru a scowl. He was annoyed by the fact Bushimaru seemed to look down on him.



"If both of our head-cases are ready, then let the first match of this wonderful tournament.....begin!!" Cryos proclaimed, jumping back into his seat and pulling a bag of popcorn from under it, which was quickly contested over by Seedle who was sitting next to him.

"I'll show you just how out of your league I am...." Frowzen said, putting his hands together in a meditative position. The surrounding temperature started to plummet rapidly, causing frost to start covering the red sand below them.

Frowzen managed to react quickly enough to summon up a block of ice from the freezing ground inbetween him and Bushimaru. Bushimarus thrust penetrates the ice, but is stopped before it reaches Frowzen. Frowzen is slightly taken aback by Bushimarus unusual speed but doesn't let it show.

"Hmf, you're fairly quick, but to think speed alone can beat me, you really are stupid..." Frowzen said, charging blue energy in his hand. "I can easily counter your speed with very little effort..." Frowzen continued as the ice block before Bushimaru morphed into a icy translucent clone of Frowzen, quickly grabbing Bushimarus sword arm so he couldn't escape.

"I'll make an example of you...I hope Wolf is watching closely, because this it what's going to happen to him soon enough!" Frowzen snarled, bearing a set of sharp teeth as he raised his hand, now sporting a large amount of gathered energy. The top of the Frowzen ice clone morphed into a large lens. "Azure Extermination!!" Frowzen said, firing off a massive blue beam at point-blank range, being almost instantly magnified further by the lens now in front of Bushimaru.

"...Wh...what!? How did you come out of that so lightly?!" Frowzen had to take a few steps back, not quite believing his eyes I can't let this guy get to me, so I underestimated him a bit....after blocking that attack he must be pretty weak, I bet he's just bluffing with all that confidence.. Frowzen thought, trying to reassure himself. Almost instinctively he started to transform into his Toukan form, growling at Bushimaru




"If more punishment is what you want, then I'll be happy to oblige..." Frowzen snarled. He crouched down as a pair of icy wings burst from his back and with a powerful flap, sent himself charging at Bushimaru at some speed, swinging his claws at him fiercely "Bitter Chill" he said. For a short time anything he touched would be almost instantly frozen over with this technique.

Overhead the small ice crystals in the air began to gather to form large lenses all around the arena.

"Tch..." Frowzen quickly flapped his wings, moving him forward in a quick burst, so that Bushimarus attack wouldn't do critical damage to his wings, though still managed to connect, However this was what Frowzen was hoping for. Due to his Bitter Chill technique, Bushimarus sword and part of him arm were instantly frozen over with ice. Unfortunately he paid no need to the afterimage of Bushimaru, and while turning to stike at Bushimaru he himself suffered a strike to his right claw. He backed off, clutching his claw, blood dripping from it. It seemed in his powered up form Bushimaru was able to cut through Frowzens tough Toukan form skin without much bother "Devil Sorcery #504, Blue Seal!" Frowzen said, using the ability to stop Bushimaru from using any energy based attacks until Frowzens next strike, though Frowzen seemed to be stalling until he could make his next attack count. He glided to the ground and covered himself with a dome of hardened ice as the lenses round the arena took form, another set starting to form over Frowzen, though these ones were all set in a line, like the inside of a telescope.

Overhead the lenses had finished forming just as Bushimaru managed top smash open the ice. Needless to say Frowzen was taken aback by this too He broke through my defense with just one bare hand?! he thought. After all, last time he used that technique, it had taken Raidens huge Golem several brutal strikes to even make a crack. Never the less Frowzen returned his focus to the fight, raising his hands.

"Light of the North Star!" he said, suddenly illuminating the whole area with a white a giant glowing sphere of light high above. After all, there was no natural light down in Hell for him to use with his technique, but Frowzen had been well prepared for such events. The intense light from the orb was refracted through the lenses until it came to the set above Frowzen, where it was further focused "You possess surprising power for a mere human, I must admit, but I shall emerge the victor, you cannot defeat the great savior of the Toukans! Winter Sunrise!!" Frowzen shouted as the refracted light blasted out of the final lens, condensed and magnified to the point of a large beam of searing hot light. With Frowzens North Star technique behind it, it was even more powerful then when he used the same technique on Kold.