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"Wakey wakey...!" A woman's voice said, shaking the man who was only in a pair of shorts, "Mmmm....5 more minutes..." He grumbled out and rolling over onto the other woman, who gasped for air under his weight and muscles.
"C'mon...you got a letter in the mail..." - "Junk mail..." - "It's some dude trying to test your strength." The man took a second or two to register her words, before he shot out of bed and snatched the letter from her.
He ripped the pink flier out of the envelope, the famous Shadaloo insignia of a skull with wings adorning the flier as Marc read through the letter. It entailed a challenge, that he, a "Non-Elemental Martial Artist." Despite his electrical absorption, should fight warriors from around the world. That they'll tell him where to go and who to fight, and that they'll pay him 20k if he wins.
"Well..." He looked around the apartment, a little run-down due to not earning much throughout his career, "I do need the money.."
The man, the invited Marc Wang, got into his infamous purple gi and cleaned himself up, making sure he was spotless. And as he was on the way out of his apartment door, he was stopped at the door by the two women. The one who woke him up, a tall brunette with four arms, and the one he crushed in bed. A shorter average height blonde with two arms.
The brunette, May, asked him if was going to be alright. The blonde, Cait, asked him the same with more worry in her tone. Yet the man only reassured his two girlfriends and told them, "You two should stay safe. I can handle my own." Before walking out.
His first arena was the middle of Greece, specifically in the streets. Marc stood there stretching as he watched a blonde woman jump into the fight, she stood there emotionless and held a firm battle stance.
"Round 1. Fight!"
The woman rushed forward, attempting a drop kick on the man and inadvertently allowing him to throw her around. He grabbed her by the legs and spun in a circle, throwing her back to her side of the stage.
He performed three heavy kicks to the chest in a row, the woman dazed as he did an overhead punch. She managed to pick him up over her head and throw him down, pulling a Shadaloo-Issue taser out and shocking him in the chest.
The man felt a surge of electricity flowing through him, and as anyone else would be knocked out from it. He got up completely energized, lightning flowing through his black gloves, his legs moving swiftly and allowing him to dodge the incoming strikes from the woman, and just a single overhead knocking her out.
"Round 2. Fight!"
The rejuvenated man dashed forward, slamming his knuckles into the stomach of his opponent, with her skeleton appearing briefly like a cartoon character. She jumped back, flipping over his head and attempting to strike him in the back.
But he swiftly turned around and kicked her fist away, stomping on her foot and striking her in the throat - then her stomach - then wrapped his arm around her left arm and slammed her on the ground.
She got up, spinning like a drill as she lunged & kicked him in the chest, delivering three more strikes to his legs and bringing him to his knees. She lifted her leg to strike before getting his fist slammed into her chin and sending her flying.
"Lord Bison....!!!" She yelled as she fell to the ground.
Marc raised his fists in the air in celebration, "A taser? To a guy like me?"