Week 1 Consolation Match: Xavier's Annihilation Squad vs. The Abomitrons

Xavier’s Annihilation Squad is Kevin (from Sin City)

The Abomitrons is Robin (Tim Drake)

The Buffalo Wild Wings in Indianapolis isn’t the nicest of bars. It looks as if it has been there for a very long while. It gives off the mystique of an old run down “Hole in the wall bar” with a fresh coat of paint and a brand new BW3 sign on the wall. The ceiling is especially low as well, so the feel of this b-dubs, is not quite like the rest of them. Tim Drake, who is especially used to seedy bars, walks into the establishment with a bit of a chip on his shoulder. He was very disappointed in not making the playoffs for the second year in a row. He is naturally happy with the improvements that were made, but he still expected more out of his squad.

He walks into the bar and whispers to himself, “I can’t believe I’m fighting in another one of these matches again this year”. He still has fond memories of his fight against The Legion of Doom last year, a fight that he was victorious in. The Legion of Doom is now the Annihilation Squad, but he still knows that much of the team is still the same. Tim walks up to the bar to order a beer and is greeted by a good-looking brunette.

“What are drinking?” The brunette asks.

“I’ll take a Captain and Coke”, Drake says back to the waitress whose nametag says something that he doesn’t quite understand.

“What’s your name tag say?” a befuddled Robin asks her.

“It says Princess Lay Me, why?

“Are you seriously asking me why I think your names weird? I mean, it’s not even a joke anymore.” Robin says in an almost offended tone.

“I like to think of it as ironic. Anyways, it made these four retard’s weekend a couple of years ago so I just kept it.” She looks at Tim with a look of contempt on her face and says, “You’re kind of a tough guy huh?

“I guess, I'm just a little on edge is all. I’m waiting for somebody and I’m not quite sure who it is.”

“Well that’s not vague or anything. I guess good luck with that. Here’s your drink, that’ll be…” Just then Princess Lay Me let’s out a terrible scream as blood begins to poor out of her mouth. As Drake had been talking to the bar maid, Kevin had jumped behind the bar and jammed his razor sharp fingernails into the back of the moderately attractive brunette. She then fell to the ground and was silenced for good. Kevin stared back at Robin with a sick smile on his face as he licked a small amount of blood from his finger.

“Oh you sick Mother F*$#%@, you need to die like right now.” Tim then down’s his Captain and Coke and throws the glass right at Kevin. The glass hits him directly in the face, cutting him up, but not actually affecting him in anyway.

“ “ Kevin says

“That’s right, I’ve heard about you. No talking son of a b*$! %. I hated you in Sin City.” After Tim realizes whom he is fighting, he decides not to just jump in do something rash. He remembers that Kevin is amazing at martial arts and therefore will need to avoid getting close to him. He decides to pick up a chair from a nearby table and throw it into the mirror that is behind the bar. The mirror shatters into a million pieces and takes nearly every bottle of liquor with it. The back of the bar is now soaked with alcohol, along with Kevin who has now jumped over the bar and is racing towards Robin. Robin has to act fast as he knows he will most likely lose a hand-to-hand fight.

Drake then grabs a book of matches off a table and ignites them. He then throws it at the back of the bar and it immediately goes up in flames. This stops Kevin for only a fraction of a second as he is running towards Robin, but to his surprise, Robin runs toward him and jumps behind the inferno that once was a bar. Kevin stands there for a moment completely puzzled by this chain of events. He isn’t quite sure what to do now, as he is thinking that his opponent has possibly just killed himself. Kevin then back’s up just a bit when he hears the voice of his opponent.

“Hey a*$hole, the glass to the face was for killing the girl, this on the other hand is simply just for you.” Kevin then feels something puncture his stomach and is quickly brought towards the fire. Robin then tears the hook out of his stomach, re-cock’s the grabbling gun’s hook and shoots it directly into the face of Kevin. He then pick’s up his body and throws him back behind the bar to let the fire take care of the rest.

Drake then wipes off his face, walks outside and hail’s a taxi. When the taxi pulls up to him the cabbie asks, “Where to?”

“Take me to the nastiest joint in town”.

“Not a problem sir. I know just the place you’re looking for.”

The Abomitrons are Victorious!