O'ren opened her eyes and immediately realized she wasn't in her home. The light was too dim for her to see very far, but she did see a concrete pillar a few feet away. Who would kidnap me? she thought. She was the head of the Yakuza, and kidnapping her would be to declare war on one of the most powerful criminal groups in the world. Also, the fact that she was wearing her old jumpsuit and equipped with her sniper rifle, a desert eagle pistol, her katana and her tanto. If you were going to kidnap the head of the criminal organization, you definitely wouldn't give them their weapons.

A voice boomed through the area. "Welcome, Gentlebeings, to the second episode of Death Battle. For your amusement we have brought together the greatest warriors from several other dimensions, and they will fight to the death. The winner will recieve the their heart's desire, and the losers will get a one way ticket to whatever afterlife they believe in. Contestants. ARE YOU READY?"

The lights came up and she saw another man standing there across from her, armed with a Katana.

"Welcome, Gentlebeings, to the second episode of Death Battle. For your amusement we have brought together the greatest warriors from several other dimensions, and they will fight to the death."

Greatest Warriors...What a joke.

Ginji Matsuzaki, a member of the Washimine Group Yakuza gang. The man stood straight up, looking into the darkness, and listening to the voices. It was strange, he was at Takamachi, working as a Street Stall vendor. He blinked, and all of a sudden he found himself here...wherever "here" was. Not only that, he found himself wearing his Yakuza clothes. At his side was his katana, sheathed in its shirasaya. It was clear that whoever had brought him here wanted him to actually fight.

"The winner will recieve the their heart's desire, and the losers will get a one way ticket to whatever afterlife they believe in. Contestants. ARE YOU READY?"

Suddenly, light filled the room, and he saw what was to be his opponent: a young woman fitted with several weapons. A Desert Eagle, a Sniper Rifle, a Tanto, and a katana of her own. What a pain in the ass.

He looked at her with an emotionless gaze. He didn't care to fight. This had nothing to do with his true duty. However, he had this feeling he would not be allowed to return until he made it through this battle. He took a breath and went into a stance. Looking at her with the eyes of an experienced killer, he spoke,

"Draw any fashion you'd like."

Lady shiva woke up, he head in pain. She looked around seeing she was in some strange arena. Where am I? Who dares to kidnap the most deadly women alive? She was wearing her black suit. With her was her twin katanas, her retractable staff, shurikens, poison darts, chain-sickle and a dessert eagle magnum. This wasnt a kidnapping. someone wanted her to fight. She quickly grabbed her tings and saw a man and women.

Shiva eyes narrowed. And drew one of her blades. She took a stance and said to them. "Well then...shall webegin?"

O'ren drew her sniper rifle to target the newcomer, then realized the woman's gear was far above what was generally expected for an enemy, or even a government agent. She hesitated, then decided that it might be worth it to speak to the woman first. "Are you an assassin?" she called to the woman in English, unsure what language she spoke. "Have you ever heard of the Yakuza? If so, then maybe you've heard of me. I'm the boss of the Yakuza. I would pay you one million to help me break out of here."

"Nice try," said the Gamesmaster over the loudspeaker. "But you are in a different dimension from where you were born. Even if you were to escape, you would never be able to return home. The only way to do that is to become the champion by defeating three rounds of enemies."

Shiva's eyes narrowed and she drew her pistol aiming. but then saw the woman eaming her gear, and she did the same. Shiva could tell this woman was skilled. "Yes I am. I am called Lady Shiva. And Yes, I have heard of them. Mere amateurs Im afraid."Sbhe rose a eyebrow and was going to accept the offer, but heard the grandmaster." Shiva simply nods. She has heard the Justice League went through similar things. Shiva looked at the Boss. "I apologize. Normally I wouldnt turn down this offer, however I wish to return my world." Lady Shiva said "I seeyour a honorable women. so lets forget the guns and go the more traditional way?"

O'ren laid her gun on the ground, removing the clip and putting it into her pocket so that it couldn't be used against her, and drew her sword. "Very well," she said, holding her sword at the ready. She stared at her enemy, looking for a weakness. "You first."

Shiva looked at O-Ren's sword. She could tell it was a strong sword, and beautifully made. She removed the clip and dropped her gun on the ground. Shiva knew the woman was looking for a weakess. So was she. 'if so.." Shiva lunged forward swinging her blade

O'ren swung her sword up to parry the blow, a sound of clashing metal reverberating through the air. She's fast, and strong. she thought as she backstepped to get out of reach. She stepped sideways and forward and swung for the woman's ribs.

Shiva could tell this woman was skilled in sword combat. Maybe even a bit better. She jumped back and watched the woman's muscle movements. *attacking for my ribs* She thought, and was right. Shiva did a flip over O-Ren, and did a roundhouse kick to her back.

O'ren stumbled forward, then spun around once she caught her footing, swinging at the woman who was now behind her. Sure, she wouldn't hit the woman unless she pressed the attack, but she didn't want her to attack her from behind. "Good," she said in Japanese.

As are you." Shiva said in Japanease. Shiva blocked the strike and was close enough. She used her freehand, and grabbed O-Ren slamming her knee into her chest. Then she jumped back, and looked seeing her arm was had a cut on it.