In the arena, both the audience and commentators sat in stunned silence watching the static on the giant screen.

...Well, almost.

"Not again!" Daffy moaned. "I gotta tell ya, we really should invest in some more durable cameras."

When the visual returned, only dust filled the screen.

Slowly, the dust swirling over the remains of Tokyo-3 began to settle. As the veiw became more clear, we can begin to see exactly what, and who, remained standing.

Cracked streets remained. Damaged and windowless buildings remained. Rubble, junk, and debris remained.

And, in a massive, charred crater, Megatron remained.

And, surprisingly enough, Big O, Megas, and what was left of Wing Zero remained laying behind a motionless Eva-01, the shimmer of a massive hexagonal shield slowly fading before them.

"Report," Gendo Ikari commanded.

"There is severe structural damage close to the surface, but there is no immediate danger of collapse," One of the NERV technitians reported.

"Evacuations are proceeding as planned and repairs are underway," Another chimed in.

"What is the status of Evangelion Unit-01?" Gendo inquired.

"Shinji must have used his AT-Field to survive the explosion and protect the others," Answered Ritsuko Akagi, a lovely woman with short blond hair in a lab coat.

"How?"

"I have no idea, Sir," Said Ritsuko. "The AT-Field should have only protected Eva Unit-01. Nothing more."

"Shinji's umbilical cable has been severed!" Misato yelled the instant the monitor screen cleared enough to show that the cord connecting Eva Unit-01 to its power source was indeed no longer connected.

"And he more than likely used up all of his reserve power to protect the others and survive the blast," Ritsuko mentioned.

"That means he's defenseless!" Misato yelled. "I'm calling in Eva-00 and 02 to get him out of there."

"No," Gendo said calmly. "You will not. He refused to follow orders and now he must face the consequences."

"But, Sir," Misato exclaimed as she rose from her seat in outrage. "He's your so-"

"That is enough, Major!" Gendo declared. "Either resume your post or you will be relieved of it."

Misato scowled at her commanding officer, but finally sat back down.

"Good," Gendo said, not even moving his hands from in front of his face. "We will continue to monitor the situation."

"So, you're still alive?" Megatron half-snarled/half-sneered. "You fleshsacks are more resilient than I gave you credit for. How...aggravating."

The aggravated Decepticon began to stalk towards the four disabled mechs.

"At least I finally rid myself of that meddlesome Optimus Prime," Megatron gloated, noting the total disappearance of his opposite from the battlefield. "Although, obliterating your arch foe in a single blast just seems so unsatisfactory."

Megatron smiled wickedly as he stood before a stationary Eva-01.

"Rest assured, I will not make the same mistake with the rest of you."

Inside the entry plug of Eva-01, Shinji Ikari awoke and looked at his veiw monitor just in time to see the massive silver fist of Megatron collide with the head of Eva-01.

Even submersed in the yellow LCL fluid, Shinji's head snapped back from the impact from the connection he shared with his Evangelion.

Eva-01 hit the ground in a limp heap.

Megatron stood over his pitiful quarry, taking a minute to scan its fallen form.

"Ah, I see," Megatron said finally before reaching out and hitting a trigger on the back of Eva-01 that ejected Shinji's entry plug with a loud hiss.

"Such an impressive machine," Megatron said, looking at the Evangelion on the ground before turning his attention to the long, thin entry plug containing Shinji Ikari he now held in his hand. "Pity it is piloted by such a weak, inferior creature. Perhaps I can find a better use for it's destructive potential."

Megatron lifted the entry plug to eye level looking for the defenseless human child within.

"Oh God!" April and Misato both gasped in horror.

"Farewell, human."

And Megatron crushed the metal cylinder with Shinji Ikari inside.

Or, at least, he would have if a lanky purple fist hadn't smashed into his face just before another one yanked Shinji's entry plug from his grasp.

"What the hell just happened?" J.R. asked both confused and releaved.

"I...I don't know," April said, feeling much the same way. "It looks like Eva-01 just rescued Shinji, but how?"

"I have no idea," Daisuke said, also expressing the same feeling as the rest of the commentating table. "Without power or a pilot, an Eva shouldn't be able to move at all."

True to Daisuke's words, when Megatron recovered he found a montionless Eva-01 holding onto Shinji's undamaged entry plug.

"It doesn't matter how you did that, human," Megatron growled, leveling his arm cannon on the still unmoving Eva. "What matters is that you will do nothing ever again."

"Think again, Megatron," A deep, compassionate voice said before Megatron's arm cannon was torn off his arm and use to club the Decepticon in the face.

"Why don't you pick on somebody your own size, Megatron?" Optimus Prime said as he tossed his enemy's primary weapon away.

"YES!" Hiroshi cheered, then sang (Accompanied by R2-D2). "o/You

Got the Touch! You Got the Powah! Yeah! o/"

To which Daffy and Daisuke simultaneously slapped him upside the head.

"No Stan Bush for you," Daisuke snapped.

Hiroshi recovered quickly, "Optimus Prime has made a miraculous return and rescued Shinji Ikari at the very last second!"

"Prime?" Megatron bellowed. "How-how did you survive?"

"You shouldn't worry how I survived, Megatron," Optimus said. "But how you're going to."

Then Megatron noticed a sight that made the energon inside him begin to boil with rage.

Megas and Big O were getting up.

"NO!" Megatron bellowed and leapt towards his Optimus Prime.

There was a thunderous crash as the dropkick from Megas collided with Megatron in mid-air.

The evil robot skidded across the burnt ground, only to stop at the feet of Big O. With one mighty kick, Megatron was sent flying through the air right back to where he was moments before.

Megatron was at least allowed to get up off the ground before the well deserved attack resumed.

"Hey Megs!" Coop said as Megas picked up a charred billboard and lobbed it at the recovering Decepticon. "Catch!"

Megatron easily snatched the metal sheet out of the air in front of him.

"Is that al-?" Megatron said before a spinning back kick ended his taunt by smashing the billboard into his face.

"And Megas delivers the World's largest Van Daminator!" J.R. hyped.

"Don't mess with me, 'cause I'm C-O-P!" Coop taunted, even making Megas do the "thumb-point". "Uhh...except with another 'O'."

"Yeah..." Daffy drawled as Megatron scrambled to regain his footing. "A real progeny that one."

Big O raised his arms to his forehead and released the purple ray of its Chromiun Buster on the evil Decepticon, tearing a devistating scar along Megatron's torso.

Megatron screamed in raged pain, but still somehow remained standing.

Coop looked excitedly at his over crowded dashboard. His hand passed over the buttons labled "Owwie", "Hurt", and "Mutilate", hitting the big red one marked "BRING DA PAIN!"

Panels, doors, and turrets opened on every part of Megas, revealing s ores of missles, guns, and laser cannons of every shape and size.

They all hit Megatron at once, engulfing him in a massive explosion.

When the smoke cleared, Megatron was still standing...barely.

"Megatron is certainly one tough customer," J.R. said with no small amount of respect for the power of the diabolical tyrant.

"He takes a lickin' and keeps on tickin'!" Hiroshi said with no respect...or sense...at all.

"Quite," C-3PO replied, albeit reluctantly. "The Decepticons as a whole, and especially their leader, Megatron, respect very little, except for power. Which is why they are always after more."

"It's also why they often fail," April said, having seen his type far too often before.

"A wise observation, Miss O'Neil," Threepio agreed.

"I'll...kill...all of you..." Megatron managed to gasp, not an inch of his once gleaming silver armor left undamaged in some way.

"You won't hurt anyone ever again!" Roger Smith declared as he prepared for one final attack. "Big O! Action!"

The huge right fist of Big O impacted into the torso of the damaged Transformer, but it didn't stop there. A gigantic piston shot out from its elbow joint and with a deafening release of air blasted a massive explosion right through Megatron's chest.

With a pitiful groan, the once proud Decepticon, now with a hole in his body big enough to drive a truck through, fell to his knees.

Big O and Megas began to move in, but where stayed by the hand of Optiums Prime.

"Give it up, Megatron," Said the compassionate Autobot leader. "It's over. You've lost."

"You pathetic creatures think you've won?" Megatron snapped. "Think agai-"

"Megatron!"

The surprised Decpticon looked to his side to find the headless remains of Gundam Wing Zero with its pilot staring up at him defiantly.

Heero Yuy stood on the platform made by the open cockpit of Wing Gundam with the self-destruct button in his hand and murder in his eyes. "You should've killed me when you had the chance."

"You are willing to die, taking your enemy with you rather than admit defeat?" Megatron said more to himself than Heero. "Maybe I was wrong about you, Pest."

Then Megatron laughed.

Then Heero pushed the button.

The following explosion was marred only by the sight of a giant figure running into the blast, but thankfully it did not knock out the camera feed.

"Heero Yuy just triggered the self-destruct on his Gundam!" J.R. shouted. "Why? Megatron was beat He didn't have to kill himself to prove a point! That's crazy!"

"Oh dear!" Exclaimed C-3PO.

"I saw someone run into the blast!" April said. "Who was it?"

"I don't know!" Hiroshi shouted. "Was it Optimus?"

"It's…it's…" Daisuke waited to get a clear look at the figure stepping back through the flames.

"Whoa, dude," Coop said to the angry young man held in Megas' hands. "I dig the Kamikaze routine, but it's only cool if you live through it!"

"IT'S COOP!" Hiroshi screamed. "Coop used Megas to save the suicidal Heero Yuy!"

"His Gundam may be totalled, but at least Heero's alive," April sighed.

"I agree wholeheartedly, Miss O'Neil," Threepio added.

"So, uhh...What happens now?" Coop asked as he set Heero down next to the still unmoving Eva-01.

"I have accomplished what I set out to do," Optimus Prime said. "Defeat Megatron and defend the people of Earth, neither of which I could have done today without the help of you four. Thank you all, but I withdraw from the match. I have no further reason to fight."

On a private line between Megas and Big O, Roger Smith appeared on a small screen in front of Coop.

"And it looks I'm not going to accomplish what I was here to do, so I'm out too," The Nagotiator said. "Looks like you win Coop."

"Awww, man! I wanted more action!" Coop griped, slamming his hand on the dashboard, which caused a spare missle to fire and destroy the last remaining undamaged building.

"Oops! Uhh...okay. Heh heh! I'm done."

"There you have it!" J.R. said. "Coop wins on account of everyone else either withdrew or is unable to continue."

"Especially Megatron!" Hiroshi cheered.

"What an odd, yet celebratory, turn of events," Threepio observed. "I fear I'll never fully understand humans."

"You and me both, Brother," The little black duck chimed in.

Suddenly, R2-D2 burst out in a series of excited chirps and whistles.

"Appearantly I'll never understand droids either," Daffy said.

"What?" Threepio scolded. "You actually placed a wager on that match...and you won?"

R2-D2 beeped an affermative then gave a long low whistle.

"Vegas odds where what??" Hiroshi shouted, nearly falling out of his chair. "Dude! You're rich!"

R2-D2 replied with a laughing series of chirps and beeping as he began to roll away from the table.

"'Quit'?" C-3PO asked in a panic as he followed the other droid up the ramp and into the back. "What do you mean, 'You quit'? You can't quit! What about the Republic? Artoo? Artoo!"

"C-3PO said it best," J.R. said as the cameras returned their attention to the commentating table. "'What an odd, yet celebratory, turn of events'. Coop wins the Mecha Brawl in Tokyo-3 after Gundam Wing Zero, Eva-01, and Megatron are disabled and Optimus Prime and Big O see no reason to continue fighting."

"But the fighting will continue with the upcoming Women's Title Match followed by a very special match referred to only as 'Amerifan vs. Otaku'," Hiroshi added. "Featuring two guys who would have otherwise been joining us doing commetary!"

"Yeah," Daffy griped, pushing Jerry Lawler's unconcious form away from him. "Like it's not crowded enough here already."

"But before we get to that, we have an incoming report from Major Misato Katsuragi of NERV regarding the state of Tokyo-3 and our fighters," April said. "If we could get it up on the big screen? Major Katsuragi? Can you hear me?"

"Sure can," Sang the peppy voice of Misato as she appeared on the large arena screen. "Hey everyone! Misato here with an update on the situation in Tokyo-3!"

"Welcome, Major," J.R. cordially replied. "We saw a lot of damaged caused by that last fight, how are the people of Tokyo-3 holding up?"

"Everyone's fine, J.R.," Misato assured him. "Both evacuations and repairs are well underway and going smoothly. Thankfully, although there was massive property damage, there weren't any casualties (Except Megatron, of course)."

"What about the other fighters?" Daisuke asked.

"The four pilots have been retrieved and are being treated even as we speak," Misatoanswered. "Optimus Prime is also receiving repairs and regular maintenance in the Nerv hanger. So it looks like everything here is going to be a-okay!"

"Glad to hear it," April said. "Thanks for the update Misato and we hope to see you again soon."

"No problem, April!" Misato waved good-bye and added a wink. "See you guys later! And next time, I promise they'll be lots of fan service!"

"Huh? Wha? Who?" King groaned as he finally regained consiousness.

"Is he going to be okay?" Daffy asked.

"Oh boy! Misato!" King cheered. "Plus, next time she promised fan service! Woo hoo! I can hardly wait!"

"...He'll be fine," April and J.R. deadpanned together.

In the empty interview area backstage, the shadow of a girl with braided pigtails appeared on the wall and extravagantly placed her hand in front of her mouth as if telling a secret.

"Do you know? Do you know? Have you heard the news?"

A second young feminine shadow with a distinct bow in her hair joined the first, holding up what was apparently a barker's megaphone.

"Come one, come all!" She barked. "To the greatest show on Earth!"

"The lights! The spectacle! The action!" The other chimed in.

"Those fight for love," The bowed shadow girl swooned holding her hands over her heart.

"These fight for honor," The pigtailed shadow proclaimed, brandishing a fencing rapier.

"Some fight for fame," The bowed one posed as flashbulbs shuttered around her.

"Others for power," The other cutely snarled appearently holding one of the previous flashes in her clenched fist.

"But it's more than just wrestling, fighting, or sports entertainment."

"It is an opportunity for powerbroakers on a galactic scale."

"It is a game orchestrated by the gods themselves."

"It is a battle against fate for the destiny of all mankind!"

"Plus, it makes for some really great television!"

The pigtailed shadow girl facefaulted at the comment by her counterpart, but quickly recovered.

Together, the shadow girls chanted and danced.

"Do you know? Do you know? Do you really know?"