T3 Nigga Sauce vs T3 The Batman

[King Naruto]

Battle type
Melee/low power

Arena
A subway station right beneath the streets of New York City. There are no people wondering which is rather strange at only 8 o' clock. The subway trains continues to roll past on each side at regular intervals that seem to be very convient for to combating warriors. Graffiti liters the walls and ground.

Conditions

Were using Street Fighter style characters and since they are temporary for this battle then a battle to the death or incapacitation. If we cannot end this after two to three pages then we'll determine through the use of a judge.

Restrictions

Nothing much really besides no overpowered characters. No character above Batman level physical feats and nothing farther then small energy projection (I.E. Hadouken or Tiger Shot) or physical attacks that are powered by energy (I.E. Shoryuken or Spinning Bird Kick)

If you accept these terms then I insist that we explain our characters in opening post.

 

[Solar]

I accept, and as a gentlemen, insist my challenger take the first post.

 

[King Naruto]

It had been a long and drawn out day for those that were entertwined within the Street Fighter tournament. Many a battles had taken place and today would be the last. One would see to the challengers enter and only one would allowed to leave as the winner. Positioned within the subway station was a rather slim, brown skinned male. His dark green eyes were glaring across at the subway train passing as he awaited his opponent. A red triangluar scar sat upon the bottom of his left cheek and it was glowing faintly. He wore no shirt for it had been destroyed in his last battle and his black shorts were cut short right under his knees. They looked perfect though as if he had never been hurt.

Black nike air force one basketball shoes were situated upon his feet and tied rather tightly so, when he did his kicks that they wouldn't go falling off. His hands were balled in a tight fist while wrapped in black and white fingerless gloves. His muscles bulged out but, only enough to show that he had the strength to back up anything he did. Unclenching a fist, he rubbed his hand through his short, messy black hair, getting any dirt out his hair before the battle. His eyes never moved and chi was seen rising from his body like steam. He was ready for an all out war.