Team Lads and Gents stood frozen in a loose pack, their eyes never leaving the four Ursa Majors on the other side of the clearing; no one wanted to or tried to move, because no one wanted to provoke the Ursi. The Ursi were examining them, assessing the weak humans, and then they all slowly began lowering themselves down onto all four legs.

"They're getting ready to charge," Ryan told the group, only glancing around at them for a second before reaching up towards is crown and focusing on the Ursi, "We need to split up so we don't get overwhelmed."

"Ryan, being the fuckin' strategy guy." Michael said, surprised, making Geoff and Ray chuckle.

"Okay," yelled Geoff, "Let's get this shit over with."

Team Lads and Team Gents split up and moved to opposite sides of the clearing, provoking the pack of Ursi enough for them to start their forward assault, slowly lumbering towards them while gradually picking up speed.

"Alright Guys," Michael yelled, reaching the edge of the clearing and turning to face his team, "We gotta do this right, so were gonna split up into pairs, okay?"

His team nodded, readying their weapons.

"Good. Now Gavin, you are my boi, but you should go with Ray and try to get one over to the far left so you can deal with it." He turned to look at Lindsay with surprisingly calm eyes, "I'm gonna partner up with Lindsay and take on another Ursa to you guys' right, 'kay?"

Gavin raised his hand to ask a question, but before he could ask Michael interrupted him.

"No questions? Good, let's do this guys!" He shouted encouragingly, drawing his sword. His team split up into pairs and made their way to their respective positions.

Ray and Gavin stayed close to the edge of the clearing, leaving themselves enough space for a large fight. Ray stopped and quickly drew his machetes, putting his left foot forward and crossing the blades in front of his face, trying to charge his semblance again.

"Gavin," he shouted back, "Get your bow out and get ready to fire, use your semblance or something, quick dude!" Gavin stood back, bow in hand, but not drawn, he was looking at the ground, embarrassed. Gavin had no idea what his semblance was, nor did he know how to activate it, but he always told everyone it was easy. He never expected this to happen, but he breathed in heavily and drew his British Racing Green bow, aiming straight for the eyes of one of the Ursa Majors which had split off from the pack to start slowly charging towards them.

Michael and Lindsay stood in the large gap between Ray and Gavin and the middle of the clearing, sword and brass knuckles at the ready. Michael held his sword with both hands, ready to quickly strike. Lindsay stood next to him, stepping into an offensive stance and holding her brass knuckled fists at the ready. Her left arm was raised slightly in front of her face, using it as defence, and her right arm was drawn back, almost completely past her shoulder, ready for a quick, hard punch. She glanced to her right to look at Michael. As she did, she watched Michael blink his dark brown eyes, only for them to suddenly turn blue when he opened them. Blinking slowly again, Michael's facial expression changed to a look of determination, and he opened his now bright red eyes to stare down one of the Ursi. He looked over his shoulder into Lindsay's eyes and smiled at her, making Lindsay blush slightly. They both turned back to face the Ursa approaching them, and readying their stances to attack, they waited for them lumbering beast to get close.

Team Gents made their way to the right hand side of the clearing, everyone grabbing out their weapons as they ran.

"Okay!" Geoff shouted, organising the plan of attack in his head, "Jack! You and Caiti head over to near the centre of the clearing, but keep your distance from Michael and Lindsay; we don't want to fuck this up by running into each other do we?" Jack and Caiti nodded and took off to their position, Geoff turned to address Ryan, who was rubbing his bristly chin and looking over his shoulder into the forest behind everyone.

"Hey! Ryan?" Geoff yelled, waving his arms in the air to get his attention. Ryan shook his head and quickly turned to face Geoff, staring with inquisitive yet suspicious eyes.

"What?" he asked.

Geoff sighed and shook his head, "Just follow me Ryan, were gonna stay to the right so we have some space to fuck these things off." Ryan nodded in agreement and followed Geoff down the clearing boundary.

Caiti made it into position a little before Jack did, so when he caught up, she had already readied her spear and was aiming for their Ursa's right eye, finger hovering over the button on the shaft, waiting and wanting to press it eagerly. Jack stood behind her, holding his mace at the base and near the top of the shaft, he closed his eyes and focussed on channelling his semblance. The head of his mace began to glow a vibrant orange, almost perfectly matching his beard, which too was giving off a light glow. He moved into a charging stance, ready to lunge towards the beast when Caiti threw her spear.

Geoff looked to his left to see all of his friends in pairs, spread out evenly across the field; he raised his weapon up in front of him, adjusting one of its blades slightly before he aimed it at the beast. Geoff cherished weapon, a jet black, high-powered, bolt-action rifle with dual bayonets attached to the end of the barrel. Everyone always called it The Warthog, because the bayonets looked like tusks, but Geoff insisted that the long, matte black barrel and sleek, deadly design of his weapon made it look like a Puma. So that's what he named it, The Puma. He always said he didn't have an extensive knowledge of animals.

Ryan stood slightly back, holding his left hand near his crown, but still wearing it on his head. He seemed a lot more relaxed than everyone else, a pleased smirk on his face. He decided to tease Geoff a little before the fight began.

"Is Warthog locked and loaded Geoff?" he asked, chuckling.

"Fuck off," Geoff retorted, still staring down the Ursa Major coming towards him, "You know it's called Puma, and that's a damned sight better than fuckin' The Hole. Why do you call your crown that anyway dude?" Ryan felt insulted, but thought of an answer anyway.

"Because it has a big hole in it?" he said uneasily, not sure if Geoff would believe him.

Geoff simply rolled his eyes and shook his head.

The Ursi all began to pick up speed, making their way towards the four pairs faster and faster. Everyone except Ryan entered an attacking stance, Ryan simply folding his arms and rocked back onto his heels and forward onto his toes repeatedly, smirk still on his face. The Ursi were coming very close, but everyone held their position, waiting for the attack signal. Geoff narrowed his eyes, the four beasts now about fifty metres away, and picking up speed.

"Okay!" he yelled, making sure everyone could hear him clearly, waiting for the exact moment to strike. The Ursa Majors were now thirty metres away, now twenty, ten...

And then Geoff screamed the signal.

"Let's do this bitch!"

Everyone pounced, except Ryan, who strangely bolted off into the forest as soon as the fight began. Geoff, who was too caught up in the commotion didn't even notice Ryan's disappearance; he was focussing on the task at hand. The Ursa heading for him was now barrelling towards him, like a bus the size of a house. Geoff jumped to his left, dodging the Ursa's charge, causing it to try to quickly stop itself before it ran into the thick tree line, but to no avail. The Ursa ran head first into the trunk of a large tree, sending it into a daze. It blindly began to swipe around, hoping to hit something, preferably Geoff, just so it could find its bearings. Geoff was having a hard time getting away from the Ursa as it stumbled around, its wild flails nearly impossible to dodge. All of a sudden, while ducking under the Ursa's swinging left paw, he was struck in the arm, leaving a large gash. Geoff rolled back quickly, just out of the Ursa's reach, and examined the wound, trying not to scream in pain. It wasn't extremely bad, but was still almost an inch deep, and the blood was starting to trickle out, turning into a slow gush. Thinking quickly, Geoff ripped off his shirt, it was a black shirt, portraying something about bears, toilets, and strangely poop, and ripped it down one side, turning it into a large makeshift bandage, his time in the war of Vale finally paying off. Taking a few more steps back as the beast moved a little closer, he took the ripped shirt and wrapping it around the gash; he noticed something that he hadn't before, something that made him gasp. He almost screamed in shock when he noticed that the gash on his arm went straight through his tattoos.

Now he was mad.

Finishing wrapping his wound in his shirt and tying it off tightly, he put his arm on his hip and rested the barrel of Puma on his shoulder, holding it by the stock in his other hand. He looked down and sighed, talking to the Ursa that was slowly regaining its vision. Looking up into its eyes, Geoff chuckled, shook his head, and spoke.

"You just made a big mistake motherfucker…"

The air around Geoff began to darken, like tiny black tentacles were enveloping the space around him. Geoff became surrounded in a thick, black smoke-like substance, almost as if a thunderstorm was brewing around him. He was activating his semblance, which greatly increased his speed, making him almost unstoppable. And then out of the black smoke, he lunged forward. He sprinted towards the beast, which could now see him easily, holding Puma out in front of him as he ran. The thick smoke had changed Puma, instead of its usual Matte black, it was a deep metallic black, and seemingly glowing an orangey gold; the dual bayonets looked to be sparking; a voltage arcing between them like an extremely deadly Taser. Geoff sprinted impossibly fast towards the Ursa, screaming louder and louder as he grew closer, dodging all of its feeble attacks with ease as it reared and swiped at him. Geoff sprinted up to the beast's underbelly and quickly stabbed his dual bayonets into its stomach with a swift upward motion, making the Ursa Major roar in pain. Before it tried to swipe him away, it began to shake, the shock from the bayonets running through its body. Geoff tried to aim his weapon towards the Ursa's head, and with the bayonets still deep in the beast's stomach, he fired four shots in quick succession, up through the inside of beast and into his head, causing it to explode like a cannon full of rose petals. Geoff stood still, his scream slowly fading as his weapon returned to its normal matte black. He was breathing heavily, moving as such speed hadn't done wonders for his arm, and it was beginning to hurt rather badly. Groaning as he began to move away from the disintegrating body of the Ursa, he knew he was out of action, for who knew how long. He took a seat against a tree on the edge of the clearing and began watching all of his friends fighting their Ursa's, completely forgetting about Ryan.

"Fuck." Geoff muttered in his head, looking over at the almost completely fragmented Ursa body, "I finished that fucker off quickly didn't I?"

Geoff coughed, causing his arm to throb, making him yelp and clutch it in pain.

"I'll have to wait this out," He said to himself, watching Jack and Caiti make short work of their beast, "Take it away Jack."

Jack and Caiti waited for the beast, waiting for it to get close. Jack's mace was glowing bright, his semblance not yet fully activated, but still working strong. Caiti was holding her spear, poised and ready to throw, aimed straight at the eyes of the beast. Her finger was holding down the button on the shaft, making the spear tip glow. She knew that with enough force, she could throw straight though the Ursa's eyes, into its brain. She looked into its eyes; they were glistening with rage, wanting to destroy the offending humans.

"Jack!" Caiti yelled, "I'm going to try to blind it. My Aussie Pride is gonna be stuck in its eyes, if you can finish it off, that'd be great."

Jack simply smiled back, nodding in approval, before sliding his right foot back, closing his eyes to channel his semblance, and readying his mace, causing it to burst into flames. Caiti smirked; she always loved when that happened.

She turned back to face the Ursa Major, which was now looming down on them, coming closer and closer at an alarming pace. She held her breath, trying to steady her aim, and then, with the beast almost within striking distance, she threw, straight into its eyes.

The beast screeched in pain, quickly stopping itself and clutching at its face with its large paws. The timer on the spear ticked down, and it began transforming into a boomerang, still lodged in the beast's eye. The sounds of bones snapping broken were heard over the screaming Ursa, it's loud bellow turning into a muffled gargle as the boomerang expanded in its eye socket, causing its skull to fracture and pushing its jaw out of place, blocking the windpipe. The Ursa began clutching at its neck, scratching down its neck, desperately trying to breathe, or make any noise at all. It turned on Jack, its eyes glowing with rage, and then it jumped towards him.

Jack wasn't ready for the attack, he was just standing there, watching the gruesome mayhem caused by Caiti's Aussie Pride unfold. He rolled to the left, the Ursa's claws just scratching his arm as it landed where he had been. Jack sprang to his feet, mace still ablaze, and ran behind the Ursa, dodging its attempt to swipe at him. Jack swung his mace into the back of the Ursa Major's knees, knocking it forward, landing on its stomach. The beast tried to yelp in pain, as it landed hard on it broken jaw, but to no avail, just another muffled gurgle and a small trickle of blood dripping from the left of its mouth. It scrambled on the ground, trying to stand up as quickly as it could, swiping at Caiti in the process, who was standing very close-by.

Jack looked at the back of the Ursa's legs, they were burnt and bloodied; at least when Jacks weapon left a wound it would partly heal it at the same time. Jack leapt up onto the beast's back, examining it before he made a move. Then he saw something that gave him an amazing idea, he noticed a rather large, long, white spike on the Ursa's back, almost perfectly aligned with it neck, then he heard a scream. The beast had tripped Caiti and it was trying with all of its might to reach her, grabbing and scratching at her legs. Jack saw the look of fear in Caiti's eyes, she had never been in a situation like this before, and the fact that she was unarmed was making it all the worse. So, focussing his mind, Jack took a step back, almost completely off the beast, and channelling every last bit of his semblance, he jumped; high into the air, as if he were propelled upwards by an inhuman force. Narrowing his eyes and staring down at the Beast's back as he reached the peak of his jump, he screamed two words.

"Surprise Motherfucker!"

Jack held his mace above his head, burning brighter than it ever had before; and as he started falling back towards the ground, he swung it straight down on the spike on the beasts back, sending the spike swiftly and violently through the Ursa Major's neck, completely severing the head from the body with a loud squelch.

Jack stayed perfectly still, completely out of breath, hands still in a white-knuckle grip on the mace, letting the body disintegrate around him. Caiti sat on the ground, frozen, still petrified from the Ursa's attack. She snapped back to life when a loud, metallic clink came from rather close by. The head of the Ursa had crumbled into rose petals before the rest of the body, leaving nothing but Caiti's boomerang, sitting on the ground in a pile of roses. She slid herself over to it and picked it up, examining it closely, surprisingly, it had suffered minimal damage. Smiling to herself and nodding in approval, she flicked the boomerang down, but not letting it go, making it change back into its original spear. She wandered over to Jack, who was inspecting his mace, making sure it was safe to touch.

"Don't think we learnt that at Vale," Caiti chuckled, trying to lighten the mood. Jack smirked and shook his head, exhaling a small laugh.

"Most certainly not," he agreed, looking at the few remaining pieces of Ursa Major surrounding them, "I don't think that could've worked out any better."

Jack looked over his shoulder when he heard a commotion, remembering that his friends still had their own beasts to battle. He turned back to see how Geoff and Ryan were fairing to see an empty space.

"Wait," Jack questioned, "where's Geoff and Ryan?"

His question was swiftly answered by the sound of loud, distant, slow claps. Caiti moved to stand next to Jack, and there, sitting against the trunk of the single tree her head had obstructed, was Geoff, arms stretched out in front of him, applauding their 'effort'.

"Great work guys," Geoff said, still slowly applauding Jack and Caiti as they neared him, "BY the way, have either of you seen Ryan? I didn't even realise that he'd fucked off until after the fight."

Jack and Caiti just shrugged, taking a seat against the tree Geoff was leaning on.

"Oh shit!" Jack exclaimed, "What happened to your arm Geoff?"

Geoff shrugged, immediately realising he shouldn't have as a torrent of pain flew through his arm.

"Tis' but a flesh wound," he replied, coughing, "but seriously, I'll be fine, it ain't that bad."

The three friends sat in almost perfect silence, the sounds of a battle in the clearing in front of them filling the empty air.

"At least now we get to watch some Team LADS Action!" Caiti laughed, turning to look at Geoff and Jack.

"Well that's News." Geoff responded flatly.

"Team LADS Action News!" Jack yelled cheerfully, laughing at his own joke.

"Jack?" Geoff sighed, staring dead ahead, watching the fight. Jack turned and looked at him, tilting his head.

"Yeah?"

"Shut the fuck up."

Authors Note:

Oh boy, that was a 'fun' one, and 'fun' means many different things at the moment, so don't ask.

Firstly, I have recently started back at school for the year, and I fear that my upload schedule will be affected. Oh heck, it DEFINITELY will be affected, but being loyal to my readers and my imagination, I still want to keep writing. So I know is recently stated that I would try to upload once a week, but, I am deeply sorry to say, will have to extend that to every 8 – 10 days, or whenever its actually done, most likely. I will try to keep up my weekly Friday upload, but if there isn't one there, don't fret, it's just not done.

I want to keep my writing standard to the highest quality, so I would prefer to sacrifice my own deadline, rather than give you great people an unfinished product.

So just remember that my upload schedule will be affected by school and the like, which I am deeply sorry for, but I will try to satisfy all you guys and girls like I always try to do.

A quick note about the story, this fight scene is only half over, so don't worry, It's Team LADS' turn next week! So make sure you stay tuned!

That's about it, that you so much for reading, following, favouriting and reviewing this story, It is all very greatly appreciated.

Hope to see you all next week! (Hope ;P)

Thanks again!