The Displaced Tournament of Power

by Uncle Iroh

The Final Battle Begins! Free For All, Winner Takes All!

The Final Battle Begins! Free For All, Winner Takes All!

8:18:12

“...ICHIGO KUROSAKI!”

After the announcement was made, Berserker’s team was shocked at the outcome. The way he talked about the Admiral, along with how the other Commanders, Akainu, was considered the most powerful. He even changed the arena after Gar and wiped out most of the contestants as well. Then again, if you’re going up against someone like that, you need to go all-out.

On the Commanders side, Kyle stared up at his King in shock. He stared at him for a long time, his legs shaking subtly, “E–ex–excuse me? Di–Did I hear that right?” The 1st Commander asked the King, but Katakuri didn’t respond and instead turned around to head into his seat. As Noel claps softly with his claws, Kyle glanced over to Zabuza who had his arms crossed. “Did Akainu…?”

“He lost,” Zabuza said flatly, he bowed his head low and shook his head, “Sakazuki lost.”

Kyle slumped back into his seat and put his wrists over his forehead, completely and utterly in shock, “There’s… No way…” He shakily turned over to Douglas Bullet who had shadows over his eyes. “He couldn’t have…”

“He did,” Bullet grunted out a scoff, “Our strongest lost.”

It was at this point, the Eliatrope’s shoulders slumped and so did his hands, falling to his lap. He muttered to himself on how it was impossible and so on, the other Commanders merely bowed their heads to the ground. Ganondorf held his head and ran his fingers through his hair.

“I can’t imagine how this must feel for Akainu, man…” He put his hands to his mouth and breathed in, leaning down so that his elbows were on his knees. “This… Is a shock to all of us Commanders, man…”

Even the Eliatropes were silent with all of them just speechless, dumbfounded even. They don’t have anything to say just… Nothing. “B–Buh… But if Akainu lost, where is he?” Justin asked, looking around in the stands, trying to spot the 10t Commander.

“I…” William’s eyes went to the floor, “...I don’t know.”

Tina noticed Queen Elia walking up to the rails of their booth to make an announcement.

“ICHIGO KUROSAKI HAS DEFEATED SAKAZUKI “AKAINU”, LEAVING ONLY NINE FIGHTERS TO REMAIN!” She announced, “Byran the Bloody-Handed Berserker, Gar, Ichigo Kurosaki, High Master Sora, Jackson, Dillan, Deltrorix the Gamer, Michael the Arkham Knight, and Acnori Quill the Dragon King!”

“Way to go, Dillan!” Nearly everyone on Dillan's team shouted.

“YEAH!!” Ichigo’s Rainbow jumped up, “Boss actually did it!”

“GIVEN THAT THERE ARE NINE FINAL OPPONENTS, THE ARENA WILL BE CHANGED TO HAVE ALL OF THE FIGHTERS FACE OFF AGAINST ONE ANOTHER!” Elia started to glow with blue tribal symbols yet again and her eyes glowed with their color. She opened her palms and started to move the arena.

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Arkham was still in shock, from both the shockwave and the announcement, his shoulders slumped and his gaze looking out towards the stands. He let out a sigh, “...Looks like you can’t win ‘em all, can’t you, Bruce?” He muttered to himself.

“That’s gonna fucking hurt.” Berserker hissed while he rubbed the back of his neck.

“Is it just me or is the ground still spinning?” Quill asked, using a nearby rock to steady himself. “Okay… I think I’m goo-” Suddenly, Quill gagged a little, a small bit of blood trickling out of the corner of his mouth. “Nope… okay… now I’m good. But geez, that shockwave was something else.” He mumbled.

Without warning, they felt a shift in the arena and saw the floating debris above moving. Arkham hummed.

“Looks like they’re changing the game,” He narrowed his eyes underneath his mask, “We’re in the final battle.”

“Hm.” The Doom Marine hummed before looking up at the fake moon. “Do you guys think I’m allowed to blow up the moon?” That got their attention.

Arkham turned to Berserker and hummed, “Considering another fighter made it, go for it.”

“Sweet.” Berserker brought out his BFG and waited until the final showdown commenced. “An overcharged shot should do the trick, if it doesn’t break before then. I’ll be left with only one shot. It’s a better trade-off.”

Quill looked at the artificial moon for a moment before looking at Berserker’s BFG. “Huh. Y’know this is really giving me some major Master Roshi vibes. Either way, I’m all for it.” He smiled like the professional dipshit he is.

His smile dropped a little however, as he huffed. “Though, I should probably consume the rest of the magic in the air. Can’t let that go to waste and I’m gonna need all the support I can get.” Quill rolled his shoulder as he began inhaling the magic around them. The pool of magic that still swirled in the air was drawn into Quill’s mouth, as it slowly vanished, before entirely disappearing. “Man, I hope the fire in my belly doesn't stop burning, cause I’ll need every ember it can offer.”

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After a frustrating fight against an annoyingly slippery Deltorix, Sora finally managed to land a solid hit on the dragon. “Ha!” he shouted. “How do you like-”

The shadow clone vanished in a puff of smoke.

“...that?” Sora took a deep breath. “BUUUUUUUYSOOOOOMEAAAAAA-”

Without warning, they felt a shift in the arena. They saw the floating islands in the distance started to converge on the arena.

Sora glanced over, noting the convergence. “Huh. Anyway,” he cleared his throat. “-AAAAAAAPPLLLLLLLLLLES!!!”

Meanwhile the real Deltorix looked up from his medical supplies in his hiding spot and smirked. “Good for him, maybe after I master my soul reappear powers I can challenge him.” He muttered before going back to mixing some ingredients together to form magic replenishing potions.

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”At least we all get a second win,” Gar huffed. “A little rest and we can regain our composure and a small bit of energy.”

Without warning, they felt a shift in the arena. The lava rivers around them started to reverse to go back from whence they came instead of flowing where they were supposed to.

“What the?!,” Jackson said while looking around at the changing arena.

“It appears the the admiral’s power over the arena has waned at last,” Gar said while breathing a sigh of relief, “But that also leaves us with a whole nother monster to deal with as well,” he looked at Ichigo who’d already reverted to his original form for the most part.

Jackson looked in the same direction and groaned in annoyance. “I already know this is going to be a pain in the ass since I lost to him in sparring practice in Asta’s World,” Jackson grumbled while leaning against the wall while keeping his guard up.

”You actually fought Ichigo?” Gar asked out of curiosity. “Anything different about him since your time in his world of note?”

Jackson grunted before looking at Gar with a frown. “With my green/red Lantern ring and super Saiyan four form……I lasted for about 20 seconds….10 minutes if I am lucky,” Jackson said while thinking of plans to defeat or survive Ichigo.

“Wait, did he have the sharingan and god ki when you were there?” Gar asked while rubbing his chin in thought. “It sounded like he hasn’t had those powers for long but he’s still fairly proficient with them both to attack and defend with them.”

Jackson was quiet for a moment before having a storm cloud over his head. “Aww Crap baskets,” he said, now thinking of a different way to survive Ichigo.

“You gave him those powers didn’t you?” Gar deadpanned while pointing.

“I guess it is time to see who is the strongest Displaced,” Jackson said while coming out of Super Saiyan Four to conserve energy.

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”Damn,” Ichigo popped his neck as he walked, the smoke concealing his statue as he sealed his zanpakuto back in shikai and reverted back to human form. “Akainu was one hell of a heavy hitter,” he looked around and smiled.

Upon arriving, something suddenly shifts upon him touching the floor. When he looked around, he saw that the arena was changing to suit the small amount of fighters left.

Ichigo was busy organizing his thoughts. He’s honestly thought he wouldn’t be walking away from his last fight, so he wanted to make a small speech cause Akainu had been a great opponent and he’d been a fan for a long time. He wondered if the Admiral would be alright for drinks after the tournament. Ichigo had something very special he wanted to give the admiral as a thanks for such a Great fight.

A sudden thought crossed his mind, “Oh crap, did I leave the stove on?!” He panicked, “Aw man! Kukaku is going to kill me!” He grabbed his head while running around in a circle and yelling to the sky.

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Dillan would feel a sudden shift in the arena, as the ground beneath him started to move towards the center. Dillan glanced down at the ground and then around himself a little, humming softly as he kept still to see what happened.

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8:22:46

All of the nine remaining fighters arrived at a pseudo-arena with everything that’s left in the arena. Arkham, Quill, and Berserker found themselves in an almost mountainous region where they were highly elevated above the rest. There, they saw rivers of lava streaming down the arena and around the giant clock slowly sinking on the arena. There was a massive katchin wall surrounding the arena they were in, caging them in like rats, above them were the various debris left in the air. There were also mini-islands from the edges of the arena floating in the air as well.

Gar and Jackson found themselves standing near one of the giant katchin walls farthest away from Arkham, Quill, and Berserker. There weren’t any lava rivers around them but there is a river forming a crescent moon shape in front of them. Say a few dozen feet away.

Sora and Deltorix found themselves surrounded by lava rivers and standing apart from each other as a lava river split them up. It could only be described as swiggles of lava surrounding them. They were on the left of Arkham, Quill, and Berserker and on the right of Gar and Jackson.

Ichigo found himself standing on top of the massive walls surrounding the area, there he had a perfect view, but not as much of a view as Arkham, Berserker, and Quill do.

Lastly, Dillan stood on the opposite side of Sora and Deltorix and stood directly below a floating island, casting a large shadow on him. He was on a relatively flat field with some lava rivers here and there, but overall it could be said he was cozy.

“NINE FIGHTERS!” Elia’s voice boomed, “THREE OF THE SAME UNIVERSE! AND THE OTHERS NOT SO MUCH! THERE CAN ONLY BE ONE WINNER, ONE WISH! WHO WILL TAKE IT? WHO WILL BE THE FIRST THE FALL AND WHO WILL BE THE LAST?! ALL CARDS ARE ON THE TABLE; LET’S SEE WHO GETS FLUSHED AWAY!”

Ichigo held out his hand and motioned to himself, allowing the queen to see him, mouthing to her to allow him to speak. Elia sat on her throne, looking down at the Soul Reaper who defeated their strongest. She almost looked indifferent before amusement came in as a small smile. With a wave of her hand, she allowed the Soul Reaper a chance to speak.

“Much appreciated your majesty,” Ichigo bowed slightly. The time they’d allowed them to break allowed him to revert back to human form and shikai. “First, I want to address the Commanders,” he looked to the stands, “Admiral Akainu was indeed the strongest opponent I’ve had the greatest pleasure to face against,” he wore a wide smile. “This victory of mine is no less than that, a great pleasure and a great victory against a truly strong man. He put his all into his fighting as did I. Even though he lost I still feel his words burning in my ears. Please do not take his loss personally, merely as another step to grow even stronger,” he gave a thumbs up, “As my leader says, Dig Deep and Push past Your limits. I also want to correct something your queen said. She said there are three from the same universe. While we may have been on the same team, now it is different. We are no longer comrades but rivals striving to achieve victories. We are the hope of our friends to achieve victory, so therefore I request that we be addressed as the champions of our individual universes instead of the fighters of the same teams.”

Elia hummed for a moment, her aura that of a Queen. She gave a side-glance to her King, “I say I honor that request, what about you, Kat?” Katakuri looked around at the remaining fighters, particularly Ichigo and Quill who bested their top Commanders. He slowly nodded, not saying a word. “Then so be it, FROM NOW ON EVERY FIGHTER ON THE ARENA IS FIGHTING FOR THEIR UNIVERSE AND NOBODY ELSE!”

Arkham looked up at his Queen and hummed before turning to Quill, “So… With this in mind, you still wanna go through with that idea?”

Looking at the stands, before looking back at Arkham, Quill chuckled. “Kid, I’m not gonna win this. Look at the state my body’s in. That’s said, I’m not going down without a fight, and from the start, I never came here for the wish. I came here to fight.” He then thought for a moment. “Zirconis may get a bit pissy, but I don’t give a shit. So, yeah. I’m still all for the plan.”

“This definitely makes things a lot harder now that I can't count on you for help,”Gar narrowed his eyes at Ichigo.

”I never said I was on your side to begin with, Gar,” Ichigo smirked. “This is a fighting tournament and I like fighting. I may have fought the strongest guy here and won but that doesn’t mean my thirst for battle was quenched. If anything, it’s only fueled my flames. I spent A LOT of my strength in that fight with Admiral Akainu but by no means does that mean I’m out. I actually find this part where I can grow even stronger.”

“Your thirst for fighting is also almost as strong as Asta’s,” Gar noted the sheer amount of bloodlust coming off his former teammate as he tightened his grip on his spear.

“This is an interesting development.” A voice said inside the minds of the competitors, one anyone that has spoken to him could recognize as Dillan. “I'm using telepathy right now to talk to everyone since I'm kinda in a slightly isolated spot. Anyone Nervous?”

“I am both incredibly nervous and extremely excited.” Quill responded, both mentally and out loud. “And also in a lot of pain.”

“Nervicement,” Arkham said, “That is what Pinkie Pie said to Twilight before that whole Princess meeting. It’s Nervicement.”

“Good point.” Quill nodded.

“I think we’re all dealing with nervicement at the moment,” Gar thought aloud, “Well…” he looked at Ichigo who pretty much just had a shit eating grin on his face, “Most of us, anyway…”

“Well good luck to everyone, I will let you know now though. At the beginning I said I'd be locking my full assortment of aliens from different realities and sticking to Ben 10 aliens. But now that it's just us, I'm going to use some more. But nothing beyond anything from the realities all of us are from. For example, Namekian, or Saiyan.” Dillan said while flashing a friendly smirk into everyone's head.

Arkham turned to Berserker, his mask still on and yet, the Doom Marine could tell the emotion behind it. “Shall I start it off, now?” He asked the Commander.

“Fire away,” Arkham pointed up. As ordered, Berserker overcharged his BFG and aimed for the fake moon. Once he pulled the trigger, they braced as the green ball of energy shot straight for the target. The moon exploded and the debris from it crashed down onto the arena to displace the leaders further.

As the debris fell, the three watched it all fall. Arkham looked to his left and saw Quill, looked to his right and saw Berserker, “Alright then, gloves are off,” He loaded his fists, making a punching gesture. “Let’s boogie.”

And just like that, all hell broke loose.