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Mike looked up from his computer and over to his partner, nodding to her. She nodded back before leaning down over her computer and typing in a few commands. As she straightened up again the lights in the room began to dim and then flicker. Energy arced along the over hanging wires as the four satelite dish like devices at the center of the room angled down to point at the caged rooster. "The power drain is worse than we expected." the woman called over.~Mike nodded. "Yeah, I've noticed. See if you can't draw more power from somewhere Susan!" he called back. Susan gave a nod to show she heard and turned to leave to find more power. Just as she did the energy stopped, the lights went dead, and the glow that had started to form around the dishes vanished. "Nevermind...." Mike said with a sigh. "Damn." Walking out to the caged Rooster he knelt down and looked at it. "The only way I'm going to I've got the best Cock is to win this stupid contest but I can't do that without more pow..."~He was cut off as he suddenly lost his balance and fell forward, onto the cage. A loud whine sounded from around him as the lights flickered. And then there was a thunderous bang as the systems came back on and the energy stored in the dishes fired hitting both him and the caged animal. "Mike!" Susan cried, shielding her eyes from the glow. When the lights faded the Mike, the cage, and the original brown Rooster were gone. Now a black one stood in its place looking around and blinking.
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Mike shook his head to clear it, not really sure what had just happened. "Where... where am I?" he wondered as his vision swam.~"Yer in me 'ead!" came a high pitched and angry reply. "Stoopid 'umans messin wit stuff dey don't understand."~Mike blinked a few times as his vision finally cleared and he realized he was still in his lab. Albeit closer to the floor than he was used too. He heard Susan yell something and tried to call back to her but heard only a cluck. "Wh-what the...."~"I's told ya's! Yer in me 'ead!"~"Who... are you?"~"Bob."~"Bob?"~"Bob."~"Bob who?"~"Bob the blimey Rooster yeh dolt!"~"The... Rooster..." and suddenly realization struck. The fusion system had activated. The system meant to merge the caged Rooster with various material to produce his super Rooster for the fights. It had activated while he was standing next to the Rooster... "Oh, fucking hell."~"Yeh can say dat again! Bloody 'umans. Dolts, the lot o 'em!"~Mike sighed, best as a Rooster can sigh, and closed his eyes. "Well, I suppose what's done is done. At least this way I can make sure you... I... we win the fights."~"Bloody 'ell I'm fightin!"~"Yeah, you, we... whatever, are. Or would you rather end up as Sunday dinner?"~".... Bloody 'umans."
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Part Starfish
 Regeneration: Ultimate
- Weakness: Limited Uses - Multi-Use
"Ow! Dat bloody 'urt!" Bob cried, the sound coming out as nothing more than clucks and caws. "I's bloody bleedin!"~The passed week had been an effort in doing anything. Apparently both him and 'Bob' had just about equal control over the body they inhabited. And often one of them would want to go one way when the other wanted to go a different way. It made avoiding attacks a bit hard. "WE'RE bleeding." Mike corrected gruffly. Dealing with an egotistical Rooster was annoying and frustrating at times and he'd had his fill long ago. Not that there was anything he could do about. "And quit being a baby, the Star Fish genetic material is already sealing the wound and regrowing the toe."~"But I's liked dat toe!"~"Well if you'd listen to me we wouldn't have lost it!"~"Listen ter you? Why would I listen ter you! Yer the one 'er got me inter this mess! Yer the one wot made me inter a freak!"~"Unless you want to end up as a headless freak you need to start listening to me."~"Why don' you start listenin ter me instead? I'm the one 'ew knows 'ow to be a bloody Rooster!"~"Stop aruging and go left or we're going to lose a wing! We've already exhausted our regenerative powers for the day!"~"Oh, bloody 'ell."
Part Chameleon
 Invisibility: Superior
- Weakness: Limited Uses - Multi-Use
- Weakness: Not usable in terrain - Frozen Wastes
"Bliemy, dat's new..." Bob thought suddenly as he looked at his now invisible wing.~"About damn time the Chameleon material kicks in."~"Camealyen!? Yeh put a bloody lizard in me?"~"Stop complaining, he lost track of us, didn't he? But we need watch it."~"Watch wot? I's can't see any o me now! ...Oh, wait... now I's can."~"That's what we've got to watch." Mike replied as he threw their body to the left around some sort of attack. "It doesn't last long, it fades some if we attack, it only works about ten times, and if it's too cold it wont work, the secretions that cause it will freeze solid."~"Freeze solid yeh say? Bloody 'ell, yeh can't even screw up properly like."~"Can it!"
Part Gopher
 Digging: Supreme
- Weakness: Limited Uses - Multi-Use
- Weakness: Not usable in terrain - Steel Cage
"Bloody 'ell!" Bob cried as he ran the opposite way of their current oppoent. "He bloody breathes fire! Tell me we's gots something like dat too!"~"No, no fire." Mike said.~"Wot kind of super Rooster are we's then?"~"The gopher kind, start digging!"~"Diggin? Wit wot?"~"Our feet and beak! Come on, the ground's soft here, this should be a cinch."~With a fire breathing bird chasing him Bob wasn't interested in complaining this time and simply did as told. "Blimey!" he cried as they quickly threw the dirt out of their way. In a matter of seconds they'd burrowed down a good ways, made their way back behind the other Rooster, and then came back up to the surface again. "Nice, but yer still a dolt." he said, panting a little. "How's did yeh expect ter 'old me in dat cage if I's can do this?"~"Because you can't do it through the steel of a cage."~"I 'spose that's a reason. Blimey, I'm tired though."~"Yeah... don't think we can do that too often either, without exhausting ourselves. Let's just get this over with!"
Part... Well, a Lot of Things
 Animal Transformation: Standard
"Bloody well time yeh says dat!" Bob said looking at their opponent. The other Rooster still had its head down the hole they'd made. "Bloody idiot, dat one is. Yeh gots to pick last time, it's my turn now. Lesse, yeh did a small Cheetah last time..."~"Fine, fine, just make it fast!"~"'Old yer 'orses. Bloody impatient, aren't yeh?"~"I just don't want to be standing here still when he realizes we're back here and starts breathing fire again." Mike said with a mental eye roll.~"Point well made." Bob replied. "Goin fer the jugler wit this!" With that they took off at a run toward the other Rooster, their body shifting and transforming along the way. By the time they reached him they'd transformed into a Doberman. The other Rooster turned as it heard their padding feet but was too late and they lunged, closing their mouth around its neck and giving a hard jerk, killing it. "That always feels bloody brillaint." Bob said as he turned back into a Rooster and started strutting and preening.~Mike sighed. For as much grief as he got from 'Bob' the Rooster sure loved to ham it up after he won. Oh well, at least they were into the final part of the tournament now.
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