Character Profiles 1. Darth Vader - Skill: Sith Master - Power: 27 - Guard: 17 - Magic Power: 27 - Magic Guard: 22 - Speed: 6 - Abilities: - Saber Form: Form V, Djem So. - The Darkside: Employs brutal Force powers. - Constant Anger: Amplifies his power through rage. - Past Experience: Relentless efficiency in battles. --- 2. Scavenfolk - Skill: Regenerative Hunter - Power: N/A - Guard: N/A - Magic Power: N/A - Magic Guard: N/A - Speed: N/A - Abilities: - Regeneration: Quickly recovers from damage. - Adaptive Body: Adapts to poisons and magic. - Magic Resistance: Naturally resistant to magic. - Acute Senses: Detects the slightest movements. --- 3. Vincent "Vince" Lishaw - Skill: Elite MMA Fighter - Power: 70 - Guard: 15 - Magic Power: 0 - Magic Guard: 0 - Speed: 15 - Abilities: - Superhuman Strength & Endurance - Special Moves: Uppercut, Powerslam, Suplex, Jab Combo. - Passive: “Can’t Touch This” dodges 90% of hits. --- 4. Tundra Man (DWN - 085) - Skill: Ice Manipulator - Power: 25 - Guard: 15 - Magic Power: 10 - Magic Guard: 5 - Speed: 45 - Abilities: - Tundra Storm: Creates icy storms that freeze foes. - Speed Gear: Enhanced speed for skating maneuvers. --- 5. Tasha "Tornado" Greene - Skill: Expert Martial Artist - Power: 60 - Guard: 12 - Magic Power: 5 - Magic Guard: 4 - Speed: 20 - Abilities: - Wind Fists: Unleashes blasts of compressed air. - Agility: Can perform acrobatics to dodge attacks. - Kicks of Fury: Series of rapid high kicks. --- 6. Dr. Isaac Felspar - Skill: Robotic Engineer and Combat Strategist - Power: 30 - Guard: 20 - Magic Power: 15 - Magic Guard: 10 - Speed: 12 - Abilities: - Mechanical Constructs: Creates robotic minions for assistance. - Strategic Planning: Reroutes combat techniques mid-fight. - Healing Drones: Deploys drones for field healing. --- The Story The clang of metal against metal reverberated in a paralyzing symphony of confusion. As the blinding artificial lights bore down from above, six mismatched figures lay sprawled on the cold, unyielding ground of a large cell. Each awoke with a foggy mind, their senses dull and reactions slow. Darth Vader, still cloaked in the dark shadows of his past, pushed himself up to one knee, his black armor reflecting the glaring light. He glanced around, taking in the odd congregation that fate had thrust upon him. Next to him, the Scavenfolk blinked rapidly, his fur matted and twitching. He had always considered himself a survivor, adept at sniffing out danger, but this… this was different. Fear gripped him as he scanned for threats. Vincent "Vince" Lishaw, a titan of a man, shook off the confusion, every muscle in his body coming alive. The fighter's instincts kicked in; whatever had brought him here wouldn’t deter him from victory. Tundra Man, sleek and cunning in his golden bladed figure skates, felt the chill of the room seep through his circuits. His mind raced with the memory of constructing icy storms—the thrill of skating that normally brought joy, now transformed into the precursors of combat. Tasha "Tornado" Greene brushed herself off, the remnants of fog fading into focus. Her martial arts training would fuel her through whatever was to come next. Without a word, she glanced at her opponents, keen to gauge their intentions. Lastly, Dr. Isaac Felspar adjusted his glasses, barely able to wrap his mind around the fact that he had been transported into this nightmarish arena. His strategic mind buzzed, racing through odds and probabilities as he weighed his options. Suddenly, an intercom crackled to life, announcing with an eerie calm, “Welcome to Phase One of your Testing. You have been injected with the serum. Fight to survive.” The message was simple yet horrifying, unveiling the truth lurking beneath their confinement. Each individual felt the serum coursing through their veins, enhancing their capabilities—a sinister invitation to battle. Without hesitation, Vader soared forward, his crimson lightsaber igniting with a menacing hum. He aimed for Vince, who was already in motion, throwing a ferocious uppercut just as Vader swung. The connect reverberated, with both men momentarily staggering back. The Scavenfolk, using the chaos to his advantage, darted into the shadows, searching for suitable prey. His acute senses picked up various movements, observing the battling titans with newfound fervor. Tundra Man struck swiftly, deploying a Tundra Storm, which sent a chilling gust of ice toward the fighters, attempting to freeze vines of combatants attempting to close in. Vince, undeterred by the icy blasts, charged forward, performing a whirlwind sequence of kicks, using his agility to evade the icy traps as he slammed into Vader, who retaliated with a flick of his wrist, sending Vince hurtling back with a Force push. Tasha launched herself into the air, a blur against the sterile backdrop, performing a series of high kicks that danced dangerously close to both Vader and Vince, her wind fists carving through the thick atmosphere. Dr. Isaac, witnessing the chaos unfold, activated a small drone from his wrist. The mechanical contraption flew into the fray, aiding Vince with quick repairs, sensing the need for his endurance to hold out as he took blow after blow. The fight escalated as beings of ice, fury, and survival clashed together, colliding, dodging, and striking amidst the chaos. Blood and ice flew as old wounds found new life in the arena of battle. Vader channeled his constant anger, growing stronger with each defeat of rivals around him, devastatingly efficient, carving through anything that dared stand in his path. Each strike he made was deliberate and punctuated by dark power. The Scavenfolk, sneaking from shadow to shadow, shredded into unsuspecting opponents, transforming the fight from one-dimensional death matches into chaotic skirmishes of strategy. He leapt from cover, gnashing teeth and claws. But in the end, it was Vincent "Vince" Lishaw who rose above the melee with a powerful uppercut that floored Tasha, followed by a sequence of unyielding punches that sent the Scavenfolk reeling. With the dust settling and bodies scattered across the chamber, Vince stood bruised but victorious over a fallen Vader, the broken and battered remnants of a Sith Lord left in his wake. Finally, a robotic voice echoed through the chamber once more: [Testing Complete. You May Now Go To The Next Testing Chamber.] And with those words, Vince stood at the precipice of evolution, the choice looming ahead. What lay beyond those stark walls would require the strength of his new self—an evolution fueled by survival.