After a few hurdles had been overcome, as well as the setup for it finally being finalized, the Wild Card Tournament was going to start, with the purple dragoness; Skyber being the host and announcer, being above the stage in a tower protected by some glass. The crowd was ready for the spectacle of a lifetime, with various guests having their popcorn ready.
“Ladies, gentlemen and anything in between, welcome… to the Wild Card Tournament!” Fire pillars flared to Skyber’s sides, the contestants came outside to greet the crowd, some giving out kisses while others just gave a wave.
“In this tournament, you will experience some of the most amazing showcases of Electi abilities, seeing ones that you might have never known were even a possibility, getting to know a bit more of people that haven’t had it as good as some of you and display their resolves as to why they joined this competition. It will be simply put as the ultimate showdown!”
A round of applause was heard from the mass, with woohs and yeahs being heard in the distance. Everyone was ready for the event to begin. Suddenly, the sound equipment began to produce a song, one that had a bouncy, electrical piano percussion at the beginning.
Then from the shadows, Brown, Pearl and Kate appeared, with each of them holding a microphone that had a green, cyan, purple and blue color scheme.
Skyber raised an eyebrow, leaning closer to take a better look, shock present in her face. They weren’t meant to be here at all.
“Old Godzilla was hoppin’ around, Tokyo City like a big playground, when suddenly Batman burst out from the shade and hit Godzilla with a bat grenade.
Godzilla got pissed and began to attack, but didn’t expect to be blocked by Shaq, who proceeded to open up a can of Shaq Fu, When Aaron Carter came out of the blue.” Brown sang, with the things he just described starting to appear right in front of the arena in a smaller scale, but still visible enough to display it in all of its glory.
“What is the meaning of this!?” The dragoness hissed, dropping her fist to the desk she was behind, sitting on a chair.
“And he started beating up Shaquille O’Neal, then they both got flattened by the Batmobile, but before he could make it back to the batcave, Abraham Lincoln popped out of his grave with an AK-47 out from under his hat and blew Batman away rat-a-tat-tat, but he ran out of bullets and he ran away because Optimus Prime came to save the day.” Pearl continued, doing what she thought were gang signs to accompany her singing.
Skyber tried to communicate to the crowd, as she didn’t want any of them to have a bad image of her. “Everyone, this was not planned for this event! It has been hijacked by a group of hooligans! Do not pay attention to them!” But then she realized that her microphone had been disconnected.
She looked around the room to see who could’ve done this, finding the blue bandit leaning over the wall with a cheeky smile. “Howdy dragon lady.” He waved, with Skyber getting angrier and fuming off her mouth with flames and steam coming out of her mouth.
“What the hell are YOU doing here!?”
“Hey, relax. They ain’t tryin’ to ruin your thing here. They wanted things to be more interestin’. Take it like a pre-show kinda thing, it’s gonna be fine.”
“You really think that you can get away with crashing into MY competition, MY event, without getting turned into ashes in the process!?” She broke the desk in a fight of rage, wanting to rip the cowboy’s insides out of his stomach and then burn them in a grill, but Nathaniel pointed at the public, who was celebrating and dancing with the song, seemingly having brought back a hidden memory from the people’s childhood.
“Huh… guess the nostalgia is working out. I’ll allow this, but as soon as this little number finishes, I want all of you out of my tournament arena. Failing to comply will result in your death on a pole.” She grumbled, sitting on her chair with a judgmental stare, folding her arms.
Now, the trio sang in unison, with the crowd going along with enthusiasm and excitement.
“This is the ultimate showdooown of ultimate destiny, good guys, bad guys and explosioons, as far as the eye can see.
And only one will survive, I wonder who it will be. This is the ultimate showdown of ultimate destiny.”
Then, Kate took her turn, crouching towards the crowd and singing her own lyrics. “Godzilla took a bite out of Optimus Prime, like Scruff McGruff took a bite out of crime.
And then Shaq came back covered in a tire track, but Jackie Chan jumped out and landed on his back and Batman was injured, and trying to get steady.
When Abraham Lincoln came back with a machete, but suddenly something caught his leg and he tripped, Indiana Jones took him out with his whip.”
Brown agitated his free arm, wanting to hype up the public even more, continuing the number with a smile. “Then he saw Godzilla reaching up from behind and he reached for his gun which he just couldn’t find.
‘Cause Batman stole it and he shot and he missed and Jackie Chan deflected it with his fist , then he jumped in the air and did a somersault while Abrahan Lincoln tried to pole vault onto Optimus Prime, but they collided in the air, then they both got hit by a Care Bear Stare.”
Nova replicated everything described in perfect detail with their clones transforming into the characters referenced, putting out an outstanding display for the crowd, now with everyone thrilled and hyped up, the trio sang the chorus once more.
“This is the ultimate showdooown of ultimate destiny. Good guys, bad guys and explosioons, as far as the eye can see.
And only one will survive, I wonder who it will be. This is the ultimate showdooown.”
Suddenly, some harps were able to be heard, with Hugo appearing from above, falling into the arena softly with his strings while also holding a microphone of his own.
“Angels sang out on immaculate chorus, down from the heavens descended Chuck Norris,” he stopped for a moment, waiting for the strongest man that has ever lived to make his presence with the rest of the attendees seeing him in all of his glory (or at least Nova’s replication of him.) “Who delivered a kick which could shatter bones, into the crotch of Indiana Jones, who fell on the ground, writhing in pain.”
The scene was also reenacted, with poor Indiana Jones falling to his knees, holding his balls to try and make the way go away, with Hugo continuing the tale.
“As Batman changed back into Bruce Wayne, but Chuck saw through his clever disguise and he crushed Batman’s head in between his thighs.”
The entire squad then began to spitball, switching on the fly who said what.
“Then Gandalf the Grey and Gandalf the White.” Brown said.
“And Monty Python and the Holy Grail’s black knight.” Pearl followed.
“And Benito Mussolini and the Blue Meanie.” Kate continued.
“And Cowboy Curtis and Jambi the Genie.” Hugo concluded, with the group going even faster.
“Robocop,” “The Terminator,” “Captain Kirk,” “And Darth Vader.” Brown, Pearl, Kate and Hugo sang together.
“Lo-pan, Superman, every single power ranger.”
“Bill. S. Preston and Theodore Logan.”
Brown and Pearl continued, both of them pointing at Kate, who supported her hand on her leg while holding her mike with the free one.
“All came out of nowhere lighting fast and they kicked Chuck Norris in his cowboy ass. It was the bloodiest battle that the world ever saw with civilians looking in total awe.”
“The fight raged on for a century. Many lives were claimed, but eventually the champion stood, the rest saw their better: Mr. Rogers in a bloodstained sweater.” Pearl nodded, stepping back into where the rest of the singers were, with them now continuing in unison for the last chorus.
“This is the ultimate showdooown of ultimate destiny. Good guys, bad guys and explosiooons, as far as the eye could see, and only one will survive, I wonder who it will be.”
Then Brown and Pearl switched around with the last few remaining lyrics.
“This is the ultimate showdoowwn.”
“(The ultimate showdown.)”
“This is the ultimate showdown.”
“(The ultimate showdown.)”
“This is the ultimate showdown of ultimate destiny.”
Then, the track finally finished, with the entire crowd giving an overwhelming ovation, leaving Skyber impressed by the reception of the number. Nathaniel smirked, reconnecting the host’s mic and leaving out of the room.
The singing group then gave a brief bow, disappearing as soon as they had appeared like they hadn’t even been there in the first place.
The purple lady blinked a few times, dazzled as to why they even did that in the first place. “Well… I hope all of you enjoyed… whatever that was.” She readjusted her voice, now standing up from her chair. “Now… it is time for the true course. Let the Wild Card Tournament… BEGIN!”