Fight Dean, Fight!

A holographic board popped up, showing only those that were still alive on it.

They had randomly paired up every one or rather they paired up the most compatible candidates to give one another a fighting chance as this was the only way they could see their powers.

It wouldn't make sense to pair them up with someone that their powers had no hopes of beating and luckily, they had gathered enough details to make this possible when they were busy indiscriminately killing themselves.

Michael wasn't worried because he knew he would be able to take anyone there or was this him just being arrogant as they had to be people stronger than him that existed in that room but Michael couldn't possibly conceive such a thing.

"You aren't nervous?" Dean asked Michael, before glancing over at the knock-off Gaara who was giving Michael the death stare but Michael wasn't paying him any attention.

"Why should I be? I know that life holds no meaning without a purpose and this is my purpose." Michael responded sternly.

"Crazy alert…" Dean muttered to himself as he took a theatrical step back because what was that response?

Dean looked over to his sister and she shook her head, Michael wasn't someone he wanted to mess with as he was not a sane individual.

He killed on impulse and Elizabeth was nearly a victim of this impulse but he wondered what was driving Michael.

Dean was confident in his strength, and he could beat Michael and Tee on paper as he was able to fool them flawlessly with his superpower.

"Would you look at that…" Dean said as he saw he was the first one to battle.

The projection didn't show the match-up collation but rather presented them one at a time meaning no one knew who they were fighting beforehand, only when it was their turn would they know.

Dean stepped up to the center, and he was so dramatic, he walked up like he was a wrestler in the WWE and people began to question if he was even taking this seriously at all.

"W-Will he be alright?" Elizabeth asked Megan and Megan shook her head in embarrassment.

"He will be fine." There was no doubt in Megan's voice, she was undoubtedly sure that he would be fine.

Dean waited for his opponent and it was a girl, she looked decent enough as she didn't dress as raunchy as his older sister.

You could tell she was actually loved at home and this only made Dean want to win all the more.

"Fair warning, I have no problems hitting girls. Gender equality and all…" Dean said proudly but the girl didn't look like she was paying attention to begin with.

"You fucktard better be ready to get your ass blown out!" The girl said and Dean immediately tossed out the first impression of her.

Of course, she had to be a degenerate and what even was this? What the fuck kind of threat was this?

Dean had on his poker face but he knew that he would have to take her seriously because this was a life-or-death situation and he had no intentions of dying.

The Mountain Woman was going to oversee the battles and with a verbal command, the battle was given the needed permission to commence.

Dean watched her and the girl was just staring at him.

"My mama always told me I had a handsome face…" Dean blurted out despite his dark makeup giving him an aesthetic appeal, he was an attractive boy.

And this seemed to provoke the girl into action as she charged at him, that was strange.

Why was she charging at him? Was her power contact based? Dean had no intentions of finding out as he immediately took precautionary measures.

The girl punched Dean right in the face but she felt no mass, and Dean's image dispelled.

Dean appeared behind her and just screamed at the top of his lungs like a madman.

This startled the girl as she immediately tried to silence him with a kick but once again, he fizzled out of existence.

He was everywhere and nowhere at the same time, he wanted to frustrate her as much as he could because why not? Dean loved messing with people as he could do anything he wanted with his illusion.

He watched as she fruitlessly tried to hit him as she was already trapped in his illusion, Dean wouldn't have minded a simple victory so he was hoping that she would forfeit so he could claim victory and move on.

But something happened that took him by complete surprise, the girl punched Dean but the moment she made contact with one of his false images, she too fizzled out of existence and what followed was a resounding blow that landed right in his jaw, sending Dean flying on his butt as he skidded to a halt.

She possessed impressive physical strength, to say the least, she was in optimal physical condition.

"W-What?" Dean was perplexed because this was something that shouldn't be possible but his playing around had allowed her time to use her superpowers.

"You fucktard shitfaced wide-assed nose fuck…" The girl cursed with so much anger that one would think Dean killed her in a past life or something.

"Why are you so angry!? I don't even know what you're saying!" Dean shouted, she was like a kid that was permitted to curse for the first time.

There was no doubt that she had used an illusion, but this shouldn't be possible considering that this was the effect of his own illusion so how did she alter it to suit her? Did she somehow reflect it on him?

Dean got up to his feet and he was done playing, the look in his eyes had changed as well.

"I can finally let loose," Dean muttered and Megan took a deep breath before saying.

"It is over…" Megan was certain of her brother's victory but would that be the outcome of this battle?