Stepping into the ring today is the son of Green Arrow versus the immortal weapon of K’un L’un. The fans have been polled. Their votes have been recorded. Let the battle begin.
Connor Hawke Vs Iron Fist
Darkness. All he can see and feel is darkness. Invading his mind and breaking his peace. How did the darkness gain entry? Years of training in the ashram has taught him how to expel darkness and reach a state of inner harmony. Why can’t he get rid of this sense of dread and foreboding? It’s as if the darkness is alive. Connor settles back into his old training techniques and starts to relax. He seems to be dressed, not that he can see his clothes. He also feels a quiver strapped to his back. Kneeling down and feeling the ground, Connor is extremely happy but surprised when he feels his bow. Raising the weapon, Connor contemplates his next move.
Suddenly, a strange and unfamiliar voice speaks in his head. “Defeat your enemy and you live. Lose, and you die. Refuse to fight and I’ll kill you both.”
“And who might that enemy be?” asks Connor in a quiet whisper. “I have a long list of people who want me dead. No one who can control darkness, but I’ll be more than happy to add you to the list. Come out and fight and we’ll see.”
His only response is a laugh and a sudden burst of light. Instinctively, Connor grabs an arrow, pulls and launches it in the direction of the light. Then he drops to the ground and rolls to his left, pulling another arrow. Using his highly trained hearing, Connor begins to listen for movement as his vision slowly begins to clear. The sight that greets him almost makes his jaw drop. He appears to be in the middle of a Kung Fu movie set. There are huge mountains all around him with monasteries sprouting from various peaks. Cherry trees in full blossom are swaying back and forth in the light breeze. Their beautiful sweet smelling pink leaves float through the air. For a second, Connor loses himself in the beauty of his surroundings.
“For a being of evil, you certainly know how to paint a pretty picture” thinks Connor to himself. “What do you do for an encore, a squad of monks practicing martial arts?”
When he receives no response from the mystery voice, Connor decides to explore the landscape. As he’s looking around, he notices that there is nobody around. No people, no animals, not even an insect. Not a single sound can be heard. Connor carefully makes his way through the cherry tree grove and into a clearing. About a dozen stone statues of dragons surround the clearing. Sitting on one of the statues is what appears to be a man in a white suit. A yellow mask covers his head and eyes. Maybe this is his enemy? He doesn’t appear dangerous. He doesn’t even seem to be moving.
Not wanting to kill an innocent man, but being careful at the same time of a potential threat, Connor replaces the arrow he is drawing with one that has a blunt head. Then, after taking careful aim, Connor releases the shaft. The arrow flies true towards the sitting figure. Connor thinks that the battle is over and he is immensely surprised when the figure, at the last possible moment, shifts slightly to the left, causing the arrow to harmlessly fly right past him.
“Not nice, young man.” says the strange figure, jumping down from the stone statue and assuming a fighting stance. “Did I rush out and attack you when you were daydreaming in the center of the grove? No. I was polite enough to let you enjoy the peace.”
“I thank you for that.” says Connor. “But if you’re the one who is causing this strangeness to occur, then you will have to excuse me for not following the proper protocols of battle.”
“Fair enough, but I am not the one doing this.” replies Iron Fist. “I assumed you were. In any case, since you seem to be the only living thing around here, then you are probably my enemy. Sorry I have to defeat you.”
“No worries.” chuckles Connor, reaching for an arrow. “You can eat your apologies along with the dirt that you will soon be laying in.”
“Confidence, I like that. I assume that toy will be the weapon with which you hope to beat me? My friend Hawkeye would be quite upset with me if I let that happen.” muses Iron Fist.
“I could care less. Enough of this banter, let’s get on with it!” yells Connor and starts launching arrows.
With lightning like speed, Iron Fist begins moving. Arrows flying towards him are deflected or simply avoided with uncanny ability. Connor unloads most of his arsenal but is, for the most part, ineffectual. He does manage to cut a few small gashes on Iron Fist, blood slowly seeping from the wounds. When the dust settles, Iron Fist attacks. Before Connor knows what’s happening, Iron Fist closes the distance between them and begins raining blows in Connor’s direction. Connor manages to block some with his own martial arts and manages to deflect a few with his bow. Still, Connor knows he is completely outmatched. With no other options, Connor starts to back away and prepares to unleash some of his trick arrows. Iron Fist, however, refuses to let that happen. Channeling his chi, he forms the Iron Fist and throws the devastating blow towards Connor who desperately raises his bow to block the unknown attack. Iron Fist easily smashes through the bow, shattering it into pieces, and connects with Connor’s chest, knocking him into the dirt. A swift kick to the head ends the battle.
Beathing heavily, tired from the energy used to form the Iron Fist, Danny cries into the sky. “My enemy has fallen! I have done as you asked. Now return the people of K’un L’un. Face me like a true warrior.”
The only answer he receives is a laugh and darkness.
The Winner: Iron Fist
With a landslide of 84% of the votes, Iron Fist is the winner and moves on to round two. Is that who you would have picked? Make your opinion heard. Please comment on this article. Don’t forget to keep voting for the next battles…