One Minute Melee: Monsoon vs Ms Fortune

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“Armstrong’s dead? By some no name self proclaimed man of the people, huh? Same guy that murdered Mister Wayne?… I see. I’ll be there.”

Monsoon closed the call. His cybernetic body had many perks, a built in communication system being one of them. The death of the Senator had put a hitch in their plans, but they were nowhere near unsalvageable. Now, he just needed to-

“Hey!”

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Monsoon turned to the disturbance. A… cat lady? Covered in rather gruesome scars. An odd choice for a cybernetic design, but he supposed his was already pretty odd.

“I’m looking for the "Skull Heart”, and I got some info you desperado guys know where to find it!“

Now this was interesting.

"A skull heart? I’ve heard of no such thing. Now leave. The memes this place spreads are too much for you to handle.”

“Well like it or not buddy, I’m not leaving till I get some info! And in case you didn’t realize it, I’m a Cat. Practically a meme mascot!” She grinned, proud of this.

“Not those kind of- oh forget it. You’re trespassing on Desperado property. I will be forced to take… lethal measures.”

“Bring it on, cy-guy!” Ms Fortune took a fighting stance.

“Your memes end with you.” Monsoon drew his sai, the metal weapons glowing with an ominous purple glow.

DON’T LOSE YOUR HEAD!

FIGHT!

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Severing her legs from her ankles, Ms Fortune rocketed forward, propelled by her own blood. Monsoon was too taken aback to block the jab to the chest he took, sending him backward.

“So, she’s detachable. Hmm…”

“Scared of a little blood?” Fortune Taunted.

“Quite the contrary! Your skills are nothing new. In fact…”

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With his magnetic power, Monsoon detached his own hand, and armed with his sai, Stabbed Fortune in the gut.

“I’m quite aware of this little meme!”

Using his powers, Monsoon picked up a nearby lamp post, tossing it at the Cat Woman.

“Uh oh!” Ms Fortune quickly jumped out of the way, prying monsoon’s hand out of her stomach and tossing it to the floor. Monsoon retrieved his hand, re attaching it to his body. Fortune pounced to him.

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Fortune delivered a few quick slashes, causing Monsoon to grimace in pain. She went for a final strike at his throat… when suddenly, his head de attached itself from his body!

“Wha-”

“Missed me!”

Fortune kept trying to slash at him, each of her strikes just earning her nothing but air and a taunt from her cybernetic foe.

“You even trying?”

She became frustrated and doubled her efforts, not noticing Monsoon picking up the lamp post yet again. Only until it struck her did she notice…

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As it ripped her head clean from her body!

“Tsh, so much for nine li- GAH!”

Fortune’s head had come to life, and was currently gnawing on Monsoon’s ankle. Her body took another fighting stance, and while monsoon was busy, began striking at him, each hit a successful one. Eventually, Moonsoon’s body seemed to explode, his limbs all disconnecting, landing in a pile. Fortune grabbed her head and twisted it back onto her body.

“Well, that was anti climat-cat!”

She turned and walked away… as Monsoon put himself back together. Monsoon jum[ed into the air and landed on the building behind him.

“Playtime’s over, Kitty cat!”

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A massive hunk of metal was levitated in front of the building as Ms Fortune watched in awe.

“Lorentz force! GO!”

The Metal, acting as a giant makeshift saw blade, spun toward Fortune at a high speed, fortune barely dodging, When two more suddenly landed, and spun to her as well. In a last ditch effort, she jumped onto the hunk of metal, and with the leverage, to Monsoon. With a powerful slash, she knocked him off the building, and both landed on the hard concrete below.

Fortune quickly got to her feet, as Monsoon struggled to his.

“Time for the Finale!” She said, charging to Monsoon.

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Readying her claws, she sliced at Monsoon’s waist, hoping to slice him in half… but he quickly pulled himself apart, her claws once again missing their target.

“Time to be put to sleep!” Monsoon shouted, and with one powerful thrust, he jammed both sai into Fortune’s eyes.

As she screamed, he pulled one out, taking the destroyed eye with it, and using the other, still in her skull, as a pinpoint, lifted her into the air. Monsoon picked up several cars, and they all crashed into her, trapping her in a metal tomb. When the giant ball of metal encased her entirely, he threw it into the horizon.

0! K.O!

With a heavy sigh, Monsoon began to walk back to his office in Desperado HQ. He needed a long nap, some good sake, and a new Sai. The meeting with Sundowner could wait a little longer.

THIS MELEE’S VICTORY GOES TO…

MONSOON!

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Fortune rolled her head further. Surely someone would notice her and give her a new body. She just had to keep rolling. Spending life as a severed head didn’t sound fun, but hey, she was alive.