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For Monty Oum(1981-2015, may this fight be the peacekeeper you need). dudebladeX WOLFBLADE111 Darknight241 MetalGearPlasma (Thanks to you for thinking this idea is cool and believing that despite the battle, Yang and Tifa could been friends.) Dimension-Dino

Disclaimer and concepts by The Drawing Artist Corps here in Drawbot908

So...here it is, the catfight I been waiting so long to draw...and the rematch we(admit, we all did) wanted to see someday, but it's usually never when in such dark times when RWBY is stuck as being "hated" for fun or real, and due to its' shipping wars of "BumbleBee" (I'm pretty neutral here, and don't EVEN tried to convince me otherwise), and when sadly, one of the managers of RWBY(and VA of Jaune) saying Tifa(a well-known video game lady) a "prostitute." Yes...Tifa, he called Tifa a "prostitute", even though Tifa is a bartender(hey, she needs those clothes to attract customers, duh.) and IS one of the main inspirations for Monty behind Yang, you know, one of Monty's creation before you went in and muck it all up! Yeah....real smooth, Miles, real smooth(and people wonder why nobody wants to watch RWBY much eh.)

Anyway...Due to Rwby's toxic fandom...it's no wonder RWBY is hated and divided at best, with so many videos calling them out on their management or "political agenda" or their lack of character development or whatever, but before all of this, there was someone who already done those criticisms(sort of) before youtube....Antcow, who I said before in my "Beatdown Brawl by Bespin", that I don't like his "art"(cue booing sounds and angry mob sounds), if anyone knows Antcow, you know why, yes, he may been sort of right with death battle being wrong now and often, but when you make most of your gallery(which I haven't seen any more death battle spite arts lately, but he did suggest one with Yang and Leone, which I fear may going to hurt), killing of RWBY characters and making them look like idiotic villians, and make Tifa, who is not only a fighter but a motherly figure, killing Yang in gruesome ways and making Yang a psychotic butthole who's mad over people touching her hair(yeah, I checked the DB wiki, and it turns out, no, she won't KILL any person over that, just leave them burned and such. She is the type of person who will break into a bar, but she isn't the one to KILL when loosing her hair when she's angry)...I started to believe and think that maybe his death battle spite arts(even if they were "right" like the Pro-regristration side of Civil War, the comics edition) could be(this is my assumption concept of an idea)...the dark multiverse of DC, you know, the scary-butt side of the multiverse, where every bad decision or idea you could dreamed of forms...yeah, that bad.

What makes Antcow's Yang vs. Tifa and Tifa vs. Hitomi a dark multiverse world:
Tifa chronicles,chap. 3 part 1 Punch war!
Tifa lockhart chronicles, Chap. 1 Defend the bar!!

Look, I'm not saying Antcow should stop(trust me, I tried, but that when I thought I could be a all-time hero dreaming of youth and glory, but that was such long ago), I'm just saying that his spite arts could not be how that certain Death Battle episode could have ended(okay, it could, but not in spiteful matters), and could be somewhat the antimatter ending of it, while I'm the artist who can create the sort-of official ways of how it could ended, or in this case, how it could go down in a way that dosen't end up hurting anyone. It's like Dishonor's chaos system. Antcow's the lethal, neck slashing high chaos route, while I'm the sleeper holding, non lethal low chaos route.(I'm not all wrong, but I'm not all right either depending on your decision).

And since Tifa had fought Yang and Tifa seperately, I thought "why don't I put them in a three-way match?" like not like with my OC crossover, I mean a true three way punch fest. So yeah, it's a really unique way to pay respect to Monty...and help keep the peace for RWBY, to bring the extra hype for how successful of the Final Fantasy 7 remake, and of course, the hopes we may get a continuation of Dead Fantasy(maybe.)

So without further ado....EPIC! LONG-HAIRED! (POW!) CATFIGHT RUMBLE!!!!

P.S. And the less I can say about Vexed Viewer or Adel Aka....the better I could make this story not rushed in some areas.
P.S.S- " I can make better songs with a broken guitar." -Kid Rock(ERBparodies episode of "Eminem vs. Macklemore) the death battle fix-fic in a nutshell.

Somewhere...in Midgar

In the streets of Midgar, in one of it's store districts, where people where selling all potions, toys, snacks, books and video games, with their stories being drabbed in gray and brown as the storekeepers were, but in the middle of it's streets, much to no one's notice, Tifa Lockhart, Hero of the AVALANCHE freedom fighters,but instead of showing up in her usual clothes, she was covered in a grey hoodie and black running pants, hiding in plain sight as she whistled and tried to avoid eye contact as she jogged through one of her old streets, remembering the days she used to go when the supplies at 7th heaven were low, or she needed a good workout on her speed and punches for the upcoming "documentary movie" about her childhood/boyfriend Cloud, her, Aerith and the rest of the AVALANCHE crew's adventures, a "remake" from her first debut, which she admit, is a ambitious one, suggesting how it could be movie material and how long it took to get the budget for it. But in order to work out peacefully, she had to concealed her identity once she stepped into Midgar to avoid the paparazzi, but as soon as she continue jogging, she came across a unnamed store, which was once the place to get any drinks for her bar, which was sadly closed months ago from the Shinra company, but she decided to check it out, maybe she could find some drinks to keep her at top shape when another scene had to be taken, or better, some new drinks she could find, as she stepped closer, she could make out bottles of bottles of varying sizes, shapes, and colors, but as soon as she tried to walk away, thinking the owner wasn't here, a whispery voice came out from the back...

"Wait, wait, don't leave yet, customer, in fact, why don't you take a look at some of my drinks and potions." It said, as a figure came out, drabbed in a brown hood, and two sharp yellow eyes from it's shadowy face, and a toothy grin, and despite it's hunched back, it didn't require a cane, as two arms, drabbed in blue gauntlets, rubbed together as it smiled. Tifa hesitated, but then again, she seen stranger things in life, so what makes this owner so bad. The owner then move slightly up to near Tifa's height as he was surprised. "Ahhhh...it seems that you must been working out a lot I can tell, and you're hiding your face....could it be that...oh...of course, either you are a criminal...or a superstar.....Tifa Lockhart." The owner said as voice grew a bit loud, but not for nearby civilians could hear, but Tifa pulled her hoodie in as in shock, tried to keep the store owner quiet. "WHAT?!---I mean, what? How do you know who I am?" She said through gritted teeth as she gripped her hands on the counter. Yes, while Tifa did enjoyed her new found fame, despite being more a country girl....there's just some downsides for being a minor celebrity/hero, the paparazzi and news were bad enough, but when it came to her rabid fanboys, yeah, she has to drink those thoughts away, she appreciate the regular fans, but the rabid fanboys, while they did give her credit, were just as crazy and nuts as a group of drunk hooligans on a bad day, being obnoxious and loud and prideful to a unfunny level, and doing things she never approved, like saying her "BOOBIES SHOULD BEEN BIGGER THAN HER ARMS!"(Tifa loves her breasts, but she wouldn't want them to be bigger than her lower body, that would been a sight.) or "TIFA COULD CRUSH AERITH'S BACK IN A FIGHT!"(Common Misconception/Rumor: Tifa liked Aerith as a friend and a rival, but knowing what their real relationship with Cloud would drive them into ship wars), and there was the threats, assaults in the name of her, which made her wish she would have Aerith or Cloud by her side to hold on and sulk, and then there was....was..."No, I won't remember that, Tifa, that was a long time ago...it's not like I would ever had that match." Tifa thought as she calmed down and stepped back to take a gander at some of the supplies on display, while some of the drinks were of familiar nature around sector 7 and such, and that she already got a abundance of some of the drinks already, few did caught her eyes, some were in large dials or strangely-shaped bottles, and some had colorful liquids she never seen before in her life, and she's been in the golden saucer one to two times on a date before. Two managed to caught her eye.

One filled with a light blue water-like liquid, dazzling as the lifestream itself, it was filled with white sparkles of sorts swirling inside a dial bigger than half her arm, and the other is a smaller and thinner dial, with a dark blue liquid with white swirls, shining like pearls, and in the middle of it, was a marking of a phoenix. Tifa couldn't help but sense a connection to it. "Hey, so...how about that canister over there?" She said, pointing at it, and the owner's eyes went wide and a smile came to his face. "Ah...yes, a good, good choice to pick, Ms. T, it's been on that shelf for along time, nobody wanted to use it, since everyone else just wanted more exotic during my....trips, but this liquid is a good deal for you." He said as he turned reached up and got a hold of the canister and slowly placed it on the counter for Tifa to get a closer look at as he explains what it is. "These canisters, while not anyone knows of it, was forged by using the energy of a planet..." Tifa looked up in shock, "Materia?!" She thought, thinking this guy could been a SHIRA member, but the owner said, "Oh calm down, the first one's not Materia, it's close to it, but not organic materia, more like artificial materia of sorts, but it comes from...faraway places, and it was mixed with the magic of both sirens and mermaids to form a gorgeous potion any women would fight for if given there's bad blood between them, and the other one was created using a bit of ice materia...and very special blue flames of a special type of phoenix." He said with a smug look, Tifa crossed her arms and thought about it, but then again, she could need something like that if she wants to keep her good lucks before the last takes on the documentary, and hey, maybe she could share some with Aerith. So she nodded and said, "Perhaps, maybe I could buy...what are they called?" She said, and the owner replied, "Why, it's the Phoneix Boost and the Rinsei Charge, think of it like Materia, only in liquid form and earth-friendly, and it comes with another special gift..."He said before pulling another smaller but fatter canister, filled with red liquid. "Comes in free, as both blend well together." He said. Tifa was hesitated at the storeowner's friendliness and random gift, she did like free stuff...not something like this, it could be a corrupt materia given liquid form or worse...."You sure this isn't some kind of essence from a actual phoenix force?" She asked, while having a part of a phoenix force sounds awesome....given her world, she would likely cost more damage than help if she accidently burned someone to a crisp with that amount of power. The owner shook "no" and then put out his hand for payment. Tifa then put her pay and carried to dials home...or rather bar, not knowing she would be in for a long-awaited rematch. The owner smiled as he could see the sparks fly when she got up as he saw two hooded figures 2 hours later, knowing who they were just gave him a wide smile of sharp teeth.

3 hours later....

Tifa sighed with relief for being back to Seventh Heaven and not see any damage given to here over her exclusive drinks like "Crossing Doom" or "Mt. Midnight Special" or the "Wonder Marvel Double", she looked at the two dials of liquids, with the Phoenix Boost empty from drinking it all up(which did tasted really sweet like the juices in Costa Del Sol, which she assumes it was a tasty drink) she placed on the bar table and thought about quietly and what did that owner was talking about. Besides, she wasn't going to pour it in right then, she had time, but she needed to make sure no one was around to steal it or drink it. She sighed, wondering what made her to buy it, even though as she looked into a nearby mirror, in her iconic and beautiful clothes(not a prosititute's clothing, which if anyone had the brass balls to say that in her face, she swears she could drop kick them up to the skies and land outside of the city walls, which is one of the many things that DOES make her angry nowadays), drabbed in her white tank top shirt and black miniskirt, held up by brown suspenders, her arms and legs were covered by black gloves and stockings, with her metal padded red gloves, along with her personal vambrace, equipped with a elbow pad, strapped by brown straps on her left arm, shined in it's fighting glory, but even with her simple and favorite of all her clothing, what really completed her looks was her majestic long raven-black hair, which was as thick and long as any country girl would like, tying up in a dolphin's tale at the end, it shined in the light as it's tail swing side to side as she looked to make sure she didn't have something on her nor her majestic crown.

But suddenly, the door opened, and she turned, long hair swinging along with her, she saw her customer for the night, a hooded figure in a yellow hood. Tifa was taken back by the choice of clothing, she steadied her muscles, ready to throw down, but the figures walked towards a nearby table and sat down. Tifa lowered her fighting spirit as she came close to the figure, she could make out the eyes, which were a purple tint, and yet...she couldn't help but feel she seen those eyes from somewhere in her early days, but she sighed as she asked for any drink, the figure's head rose up and pointed at the bottle on the shelf as it said in a feminine voice, "Do you have any strawberry s--sunr--um...Blazing Fantasy." She said, and Tifa noticed the pause, but she supposed it could be a rough day of sorts, and it was best for the drinker to be alone for awhile before the drama starts, so she turned and went to reach the requested bottle and poured a pint, she paused as she took a look at the orange-colored bottle, the drink being as bright as any campfire, stopping as she....remembered a moment in her life, before she went back into the spotlight with her remake....a moment when she wasn't....at a good part of her fame then with "members" from outside her own world. She shuddered, but she knew she couldn't delay, so she poured a cup, she felt a burning sensation that made her lost her focus and almost spilling the drink, but she kept on, and decide to carry it to the table the customer was sitting in, but she stopped and carried the two cannisters on her other arm as she walked towards her customer....but not until she felt a shock and a burn within her, that cause her to tripped over the steps, letting the bottles fly overhead over the customer, her eyes wide with shock as she got up and tried to catch it before it fell to the ground, but aside from seeing a upcoming customer in a brown cloak coming towards the door, caught off surprised by what's going on, the yellow hooded figure, much to Tifa's surprise as she dashed past her, lilac eyes blazing as she turned her head and brought her right hand, revealing a yellow gauntlet, and it fired a shotgun blast, shattering the canisters and realizing the contents of red and blue, sending a explosion that send Tifa and the two figures down to the ground, and as the dust settles, Tifa slowly got up, and saw the liquids sizzling together, and that her long black wave of hair...was covered in the Phoenix Boost juice, which were stuck to her hair, which made her angry for not only messing up the place, but as well messing her hair up, after a good run and grooming, she didn't just let anyone mess up her looks at her job, but messing her seventh heaven was a lot more important. "HEY! What's gives?! Did you tried to stir up troub-" Tifa stopped as from the smoke....she saw two ladies she wouldn't and didn't expect to meet at the same time under her place....the yellow hooded figure was a girl in her teens with long wild blonde hair down to her waist, with a small cowlick standing on top , and the other was a girl with long brown hair down her shoulders with a pink headband and sky-blue eyes. She didn't need to be a detective to know who they were....Yang Xiao Long and Hitomi, two other ladies from the shows "RWBY" and the long-forgotten tournament show "DOA: Dead or Alive", however, it's been a long time, but unlike Tifa's own, their clothes had been changed slightly different

Yang was wearing a combination of her early days of Vale and the recent days of Atlas, wearing her tan brown jacket with the inside folds to be of lighter brown, and is open to show her midriff, similar to Tifa's style, with a yellow crop top underneath, showing her emlbem. She also wore black shorts with pointed ends, held up by brown belt, which had two folded fabrics, one on each side, she also wore high-knee boots with over the knee orange socks, and wore a purple bandana on her left knee. Ever since her fight against Adam(which she did feel bad when it came to the news), her right arm was equipped with a prosthetic arm, which by the looks of it, seems custom made now, not the one she used during her adventure, and in the left was her only ember celica, the shotgun gauntlet itself. But what really completed the look was her wild blonde hair, which was as sharp and bright as any fire, and it shined as sharp as Tifa's night black hair.

Hitomi on the other hand was wearing a black tank top shirt with pink outlines in it's holes, exposing her stomach, and had wore dark blueish jeans with scratches on the knees, and was held up by a belt with grey buckles. Her brown hair has taken a chocolate-brown tone, and despite it's small length compared to Tifa and Yang's rapunzel-length hair, it still shined in it's glory.

Tifa looked at both Hitomi and Yang, who were getting up and coughing out dust and wiping off debris, Tifa couldn't believe that she would see these two...these two ladies who managed to beat her during back then, but instead of anger or direct rage. She asked, "YOU(Yang)! What you're doing here of all places, aren't you a bit young for alchoal? and YOU(Hitomi), why are you coming in here as well?" She said, trying to make sense of this strange moment, instead of punching them both out. Yang stepped back, but instead of blazing eyes of rage or a arrogant smirk, her face was in a solemn but passive tone as she put her hands, one robotic, out. "Woah..woah..wait...stop...it's not what it looks like, I just...just...wait." Yang said as she looked down at her wild tresses, seeing puddles of liquid in her hair and took a sample of the Goo on her hair, then her face winced into shock. "No..no...wait...you....you....oh god...oh god...you....you been touching...." She said as she rubbed the blue liquid with her natural arm, rather than the exaggerated plan to get angry over who touched her hair, Tifa knew what Yang was assuming, and as she turned to Hitomi, who was got a few puddles on her hair as well, some were becoming clumps as the DOA fighter looks on in shock with, "Oh...no....don't tell me you were....you were...." Tifa winced at seeing her "counterparts" assuming Tifa may have been touching herself till her cum went blue. She really wanted to curl up into a corner and rot away. This was NOT her cup of tea. She would rather spend the night in, practicing her swings and reflexes and muscles, and a nice shot of whiskey at best, thank you. Or maybe go and play the piano if she's feeling bored....anything rather than being in a real AWKWARD moment with two of the ladies who managed to kick her a$$ back then, by literally beating the materia out of her and being surrounded by ninjas...and a necksnap of all things....but then again, it wasn't like she could somehow see them again for a official rematch.

(Yeah, during Tifa's early days in crossovers, while *most* rabid fans would believe that after her defeat by Hitomi during the Dead Fantasy Series and the "trash fire" that is Death Battle's episode of "Yang vs. Tifa" which some fans believed it was made by the supposed "Rigger" a being said to work behind corrupt companies of all sizes, that Tifa would harbored revenge for both of them and would outright KILL them....that would drive the fanbase of Monty, the supposed director behind the series, who did stated Yang was inspired by Tifa, who was his favorite, apart...but that WAS all a BIG uncommon misconception...and it always had been much to the people working behind the shows, not so much for the extreme fans). Tifa didn't really cared for having a rematch nowadays, much to the shock of most passive fans, made even more so ever since Mr. Oum's passing, and that she didn't want to get involved in most of the internet's drama with the RWBY fanbase, which were recently riddled with bad writing, characters going OOC at best, and the infamous ship wars, she just didn't care, which made her more annoyed by the number of hooligans who said they were her fans, trying to send her requests for a rematch or approved their evidence or work, which, sorry, most of their artwork, despite good intentions, were filled with spite and mindless and tastless extremists. She sighs, now realizing how damn stupid it was to not recognize Yang by either her eyes, or that her favorite drink(it's amazing she knew of it) was the Strawberry Sundown(which came in alcholic and non-alcholic).

Tifa: Look, whatever you're thinking, it's not what it looks like....Honest, but if you're trying to start a fight here, don't bother, I'm not looking for one, but just for god's sake, tell ME why you're both here, even despite the minor damage here!"

Tifa looked at Yang and Hitomi, a air of beatdowns, bad blood, and modern problems surrounded the trio of brawling ladies, a old but relevant tension rose as Hitomi stepped down to the main area, and Yang spoke with. "Well...it's just that...yes...it's been a rough...wait...do any of you smell that or fell something burning?"

All three ladies started to feel a burning sensation as they clutched their hair as it started to smoke trails bellowing from their locks, and red mist starting to engulfed around them slowly, then suddenly, all three of their manes starting to sprout out a sea of chocolate-brown, sun-yellow, and night-dark locks and tresses down shoulders and waists, slighting covering Yang's face, but Tifa and Hitomi's headband and rubber band kept them restraint from their faces, but as their locks grew longer, their tresses became more thicker and had more sheen, and as their hair grew and began to fill up the space and half the floor, all three felt a sensation. Yang's wild hair, Tifa's tied up tail were, unlike Hitomi's straight and wavy waves, were spikey or constraint, but still forced those spikes and length through the tail, making Tifa's dolphin tale hair bigger and longer than Vincent's or Sephiroth's hair, and Yang was becoming the huntress version of rapunzel.

All three ladies were amazed and went to examine their new locks, feeling a sense of comfort and joy as it felt when touching smooth and comfty sheets and pillows, and despite their sizes, their hair felt slightly heavy, but could not hinder their movements as a whole, all three fighters began a self indulgent, hugging and sniffing their large hairstyles...until the red mist engulfed them and started to give them slight headaches....to....glimpses of some dark...dark paths.
(Based on true Antcow artwork)
"You were right little girl, this did come to a snappy ending."

"But im going to kill you! NO ONE WHO TOUCHES MY HAIR LIVES!!!"

"And you should have just drank the drink and left. That poor man didn’t deserve to die over this."

All three fighters were seeing visions, filled with blood, gore, and repressed bad blood that was thought to be dead, but as both ladies grasped at their head, trying to get these bloody visions out, both wered each other through rage-filled lenses, both seeing a woman who, despite not doing anything wrong....WAS the killer in their own respective vision...which caused them to scream as the visions were gone. All three got up and into fighting positions, Yang loading up her shotgun arms as she said.

Y:"That's IT! NOW I know why I'm here after all....BECAUSE YOU ALWAYS WANTED TO KILL ME!"

T: "NO! YOU'RE THE KILLER HERE...IF I WERE AT MY BEST...I COULD DESTROY YOU TWO IN A FINAL FIGHT!"

H: "BRING IT ON, I'M NOT GOING TO LEAVE THIS PLACE DEAD AGAIN!

All three had witnessed a sense of a darker path, and it was so real, so deadly, that all three believed it was the truth, it was their fate to fight each other again...regardless of who had to lose their live or spirit.

The Rematch of Seventh Heaven has started.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZGb4r5… .
www.youtube.com/watch?v=EaB-7w… .

Tifa started first with a high punch at Yang, but the blonde huntress dodged it and swung a right jab at Tifa's face, however the bartender wasn't flinched, as she grabbed hold of Yang's arm and spun her around and threw her off into a nearby table, then Hitomi came in with a double punch, knocking Tifa back, however, as Hitomi tried to punch Tifa, Tifa dodged it and returned with a heavy left jab to Hitomi's stomach, sending her flying back into the bar itself. Hitomi tried to get up, but as Tifa tried to charge in, Yang got up and began to fire her ember celica and prostethic arm at Tifa, however, Tifa managed to dodged through the shotgun shot and deliver a right jab at Yang's face, Yang returned with a straight forward punch, knocking Tifa back, but as Yang tried to fire again, Tifa went in and grapple Yang and threw her onto the bar, and see saw Hitomi tried to charge, but Tifa saw a nearby tray, and picked it up and threw it into Hitomi's face, causing the DOA fighting to be dazed, Tifa dashed in to deliver a punch, knocking Hitomi back.
(Image above, inverted camerashot) However, Hitomi tried to throw a punch, but Tifa caught it midway, but she heard a footsteps behind her and saw Yang dashing in with her robotic arm punch, Tifa stepped side and managed to block Yang's arm, but she turned to see Hitomi tried to pry her hand open, until she came in with a uppercut, Tifa looked back as quickly, she SWUNG Hitomi at Yang's side, knocking them both onto the Bar and near the shelf, thankfully the drinks were heavy and not to be toppled.

Tifa hoped back into the middle of the room, ready to see how different it was from the old days.

TO BE CONTINUED!

Description
For Monty Oum(1981-2015, may this fight be the peacekeeper you need). dudebladeX WOLFBLADE111 Darknight241 MetalGearPlasma (Thanks to you for thinking this idea is cool and believing that despite the battle, Yang and Tifa could been friends.) Dimension-Dino

Disclaimer and concepts by The Drawing Artist Corps here in Drawbot908

So...here it is, the catfight I been waiting so long to draw...and the rematch we(admit, we all did) wanted to see someday, but it's usually never when in such dark times when RWBY is stuck as being "hated" for fun or real, and due to its' shipping wars of "BumbleBee" (I'm pretty neutral here, and don't EVEN tried to convince me otherwise), and when sadly, one of the managers of RWBY(and VA of Jaune) saying Tifa(a well-known video game lady) a "prostitute." Yes...Tifa, he called Tifa a "prostitute", even though Tifa is a bartender(hey, she needs those clothes to attract customers, duh.) and IS one of the main inspirations for Monty behind Yang, you know, one of Monty's creation before you went in and muck it all up! Yeah....real smooth, Miles, real smooth(and people wonder why nobody wants to watch RWBY much eh.)

Anyway...Due to Rwby's toxic fandom...it's no wonder RWBY is hated and divided at best, with so many videos calling them out on their management or "political agenda" or their lack of character development or whatever, but before all of this, there was someone who already done those criticisms(sort of) before youtube....Antcow, who I said before in my "Beatdown Brawl by Bespin", that I don't like his "art"(cue booing sounds and angry mob sounds), if anyone knows Antcow, you know why, yes, he may been sort of right with death battle being wrong now and often, but when you make most of your gallery(which I haven't seen any more death battle spite arts lately, but he did suggest one with Yang and Leone, which I fear may going to hurt), killing of RWBY characters and making them look like idiotic villians, and make Tifa, who is not only a fighter but a motherly figure, killing Yang in gruesome ways and making Yang a psychotic butthole who's mad over people touching her hair(yeah, I checked the DB wiki, and it turns out, no, she won't KILL any person over that, just leave them burned and such. She is the type of person who will break into a bar, but she isn't the one to KILL when loosing her hair when she's angry)...I started to believe and think that maybe his death battle spite arts(even if they were "right" like the Pro-regristration side of Civil War, the comics edition) could be(this is my assumption concept of an idea)...the dark multiverse of DC, you know, the scary-butt side of the multiverse, where every bad decision or idea you could dreamed of forms...yeah, that bad.

What makes Antcow's Yang vs. Tifa and Tifa vs. Hitomi a dark multiverse world:
Tifa chronicles,chap. 3 part 1 Punch war!
Tifa lockhart chronicles, Chap. 1 Defend the bar!!

Look, I'm not saying Antcow should stop(trust me, I tried, but that when I thought I could be a all-time hero dreaming of youth and glory, but that was such long ago), I'm just saying that his spite arts could not be how that certain Death Battle episode could have ended(okay, it could, but not in spiteful matters), and could be somewhat the antimatter ending of it, while I'm the artist who can create the sort-of official ways of how it could ended, or in this case, how it could go down in a way that dosen't end up hurting anyone. It's like Dishonor's chaos system. Antcow's the lethal, neck slashing high chaos route, while I'm the sleeper holding, non lethal low chaos route.(I'm not all wrong, but I'm not all right either depending on your decision).

And since Tifa had fought Yang and Tifa seperately, I thought "why don't I put them in a three-way match?" like not like with my OC crossover, I mean a true three way punch fest. So yeah, it's a really unique way to pay respect to Monty...and help keep the peace for RWBY, to bring the extra hype for how successful of the Final Fantasy 7 remake, and of course, the hopes we may get a continuation of Dead Fantasy(maybe.)

So without further ado....EPIC! LONG-HAIRED! (POW!) CATFIGHT RUMBLE!!!!

P.S. And the less I can say about Vexed Viewer or Adel Aka....the better I could make this story not rushed in some areas.
P.S.S- " I can make better songs with a broken guitar." -Kid Rock(ERBparodies episode of "Eminem vs. Macklemore) the death battle fix-fic in a nutshell.

Somewhere...in Midgar

In the streets of Midgar, in one of it's store districts, where people where selling all potions, toys, snacks, books and video games, with their stories being drabbed in gray and brown as the storekeepers were, but in the middle of it's streets, much to no one's notice, Tifa Lockhart, Hero of the AVALANCHE freedom fighters,but instead of showing up in her usual clothes, she was covered in a grey hoodie and black running pants, hiding in plain sight as she whistled and tried to avoid eye contact as she jogged through one of her old streets, remembering the days she used to go when the supplies at 7th heaven were low, or she needed a good workout on her speed and punches for the upcoming "documentary movie" about her childhood/boyfriend Cloud, her, Aerith and the rest of the AVALANCHE crew's adventures, a "remake" from her first debut, which she admit, is a ambitious one, suggesting how it could be movie material and how long it took to get the budget for it. But in order to work out peacefully, she had to concealed her identity once she stepped into Midgar to avoid the paparazzi, but as soon as she continue jogging, she came across a unnamed store, which was once the place to get any drinks for her bar, which was sadly closed months ago from the Shinra company, but she decided to check it out, maybe she could find some drinks to keep her at top shape when another scene had to be taken, or better, some new drinks she could find, as she stepped closer, she could make out bottles of bottles of varying sizes, shapes, and colors, but as soon as she tried to walk away, thinking the owner wasn't here, a whispery voice came out from the back...

"Wait, wait, don't leave yet, customer, in fact, why don't you take a look at some of my drinks and potions." It said, as a figure came out, drabbed in a brown hood, and two sharp yellow eyes from it's shadowy face, and a toothy grin, and despite it's hunched back, it didn't require a cane, as two arms, drabbed in blue gauntlets, rubbed together as it smiled. Tifa hesitated, but then again, she seen stranger things in life, so what makes this owner so bad. The owner then move slightly up to near Tifa's height as he was surprised. "Ahhhh...it seems that you must been working out a lot I can tell, and you're hiding your face....could it be that...oh...of course, either you are a criminal...or a superstar.....Tifa Lockhart." The owner said as voice grew a bit loud, but not for nearby civilians could hear, but Tifa pulled her hoodie in as in shock, tried to keep the store owner quiet. "WHAT?!---I mean, what? How do you know who I am?" She said through gritted teeth as she gripped her hands on the counter. Yes, while Tifa did enjoyed her new found fame, despite being more a country girl....there's just some downsides for being a minor celebrity/hero, the paparazzi and news were bad enough, but when it came to her rabid fanboys, yeah, she has to drink those thoughts away, she appreciate the regular fans, but the rabid fanboys, while they did give her credit, were just as crazy and nuts as a group of drunk hooligans on a bad day, being obnoxious and loud and prideful to a unfunny level, and doing things she never approved, like saying her "BOOBIES SHOULD BEEN BIGGER THAN HER ARMS!"(Tifa loves her breasts, but she wouldn't want them to be bigger than her lower body, that would been a sight.) or "TIFA COULD CRUSH AERITH'S BACK IN A FIGHT!"(Common Misconception/Rumor: Tifa liked Aerith as a friend and a rival, but knowing what their real relationship with Cloud would drive them into ship wars), and there was the threats, assaults in the name of her, which made her wish she would have Aerith or Cloud by her side to hold on and sulk, and then there was....was..."No, I won't remember that, Tifa, that was a long time ago...it's not like I would ever had that match." Tifa thought as she calmed down and stepped back to take a gander at some of the supplies on display, while some of the drinks were of familiar nature around sector 7 and such, and that she already got a abundance of some of the drinks already, few did caught her eyes, some were in large dials or strangely-shaped bottles, and some had colorful liquids she never seen before in her life, and she's been in the golden saucer one to two times on a date before. Two managed to caught her eye.

One filled with a light blue water-like liquid, dazzling as the lifestream itself, it was filled with white sparkles of sorts swirling inside a dial bigger than half her arm, and the other is a smaller and thinner dial, with a dark blue liquid with white swirls, shining like pearls, and in the middle of it, was a marking of a phoenix. Tifa couldn't help but sense a connection to it. "Hey, so...how about that canister over there?" She said, pointing at it, and the owner's eyes went wide and a smile came to his face. "Ah...yes, a good, good choice to pick, Ms. T, it's been on that shelf for along time, nobody wanted to use it, since everyone else just wanted more exotic during my....trips, but this liquid is a good deal for you." He said as he turned reached up and got a hold of the canister and slowly placed it on the counter for Tifa to get a closer look at as he explains what it is. "These canisters, while not anyone knows of it, was forged by using the energy of a planet..." Tifa looked up in shock, "Materia?!" She thought, thinking this guy could been a SHIRA member, but the owner said, "Oh calm down, the first one's not Materia, it's close to it, but not organic materia, more like artificial materia of sorts, but it comes from...faraway places, and it was mixed with the magic of both sirens and mermaids to form a gorgeous potion any women would fight for if given there's bad blood between them, and the other one was created using a bit of ice materia...and very special blue flames of a special type of phoenix." He said with a smug look, Tifa crossed her arms and thought about it, but then again, she could need something like that if she wants to keep her good lucks before the last takes on the documentary, and hey, maybe she could share some with Aerith. So she nodded and said, "Perhaps, maybe I could buy...what are they called?" She said, and the owner replied, "Why, it's the Phoneix Boost and the Rinsei Charge, think of it like Materia, only in liquid form and earth-friendly, and it comes with another special gift..."He said before pulling another smaller but fatter canister, filled with red liquid. "Comes in free, as both blend well together." He said. Tifa was hesitated at the storeowner's friendliness and random gift, she did like free stuff...not something like this, it could be a corrupt materia given liquid form or worse...."You sure this isn't some kind of essence from a actual phoenix force?" She asked, while having a part of a phoenix force sounds awesome....given her world, she would likely cost more damage than help if she accidently burned someone to a crisp with that amount of power. The owner shook "no" and then put out his hand for payment. Tifa then put her pay and carried to dials home...or rather bar, not knowing she would be in for a long-awaited rematch. The owner smiled as he could see the sparks fly when she got up as he saw two hooded figures 2 hours later, knowing who they were just gave him a wide smile of sharp teeth.

3 hours later....

Tifa sighed with relief for being back to Seventh Heaven and not see any damage given to here over her exclusive drinks like "Crossing Doom" or "Mt. Midnight Special" or the "Wonder Marvel Double", she looked at the two dials of liquids, with the Phoenix Boost empty from drinking it all up(which did tasted really sweet like the juices in Costa Del Sol, which she assumes it was a tasty drink) she placed on the bar table and thought about quietly and what did that owner was talking about. Besides, she wasn't going to pour it in right then, she had time, but she needed to make sure no one was around to steal it or drink it. She sighed, wondering what made her to buy it, even though as she looked into a nearby mirror, in her iconic and beautiful clothes(not a prosititute's clothing, which if anyone had the brass balls to say that in her face, she swears she could drop kick them up to the skies and land outside of the city walls, which is one of the many things that DOES make her angry nowadays), drabbed in her white tank top shirt and black miniskirt, held up by brown suspenders, her arms and legs were covered by black gloves and stockings, with her metal padded red gloves, along with her personal vambrace, equipped with a elbow pad, strapped by brown straps on her left arm, shined in it's fighting glory, but even with her simple and favorite of all her clothing, what really completed her looks was her majestic long raven-black hair, which was as thick and long as any country girl would like, tying up in a dolphin's tale at the end, it shined in the light as it's tail swing side to side as she looked to make sure she didn't have something on her nor her majestic crown.

But suddenly, the door opened, and she turned, long hair swinging along with her, she saw her customer for the night, a hooded figure in a yellow hood. Tifa was taken back by the choice of clothing, she steadied her muscles, ready to throw down, but the figures walked towards a nearby table and sat down. Tifa lowered her fighting spirit as she came close to the figure, she could make out the eyes, which were a purple tint, and yet...she couldn't help but feel she seen those eyes from somewhere in her early days, but she sighed as she asked for any drink, the figure's head rose up and pointed at the bottle on the shelf as it said in a feminine voice, "Do you have any strawberry s--sunr--um...Blazing Fantasy." She said, and Tifa noticed the pause, but she supposed it could be a rough day of sorts, and it was best for the drinker to be alone for awhile before the drama starts, so she turned and went to reach the requested bottle and poured a pint, she paused as she took a look at the orange-colored bottle, the drink being as bright as any campfire, stopping as she....remembered a moment in her life, before she went back into the spotlight with her remake....a moment when she wasn't....at a good part of her fame then with "members" from outside her own world. She shuddered, but she knew she couldn't delay, so she poured a cup, she felt a burning sensation that made her lost her focus and almost spilling the drink, but she kept on, and decide to carry it to the table the customer was sitting in, but she stopped and carried the two cannisters on her other arm as she walked towards her customer....but not until she felt a shock and a burn within her, that cause her to tripped over the steps, letting the bottles fly overhead over the customer, her eyes wide with shock as she got up and tried to catch it before it fell to the ground, but aside from seeing a upcoming customer in a brown cloak coming towards the door, caught off surprised by what's going on, the yellow hooded figure, much to Tifa's surprise as she dashed past her, lilac eyes blazing as she turned her head and brought her right hand, revealing a yellow gauntlet, and it fired a shotgun blast, shattering the canisters and realizing the contents of red and blue, sending a explosion that send Tifa and the two figures down to the ground, and as the dust settles, Tifa slowly got up, and saw the liquids sizzling together, and that her long black wave of hair...was covered in the Phoenix Boost juice, which were stuck to her hair, which made her angry for not only messing up the place, but as well messing her hair up, after a good run and grooming, she didn't just let anyone mess up her looks at her job, but messing her seventh heaven was a lot more important. "HEY! What's gives?! Did you tried to stir up troub-" Tifa stopped as from the smoke....she saw two ladies she wouldn't and didn't expect to meet at the same time under her place....the yellow hooded figure was a girl in her teens with long wild blonde hair down to her waist, with a small cowlick standing on top , and the other was a girl with long brown hair down her shoulders with a pink headband and sky-blue eyes. She didn't need to be a detective to know who they were....Yang Xiao Long and Hitomi, two other ladies from the shows "RWBY" and the long-forgotten tournament show "DOA: Dead or Alive", however, it's been a long time, but unlike Tifa's own, their clothes had been changed slightly different

Yang was wearing a combination of her early days of Vale and the recent days of Atlas, wearing her tan brown jacket with the inside folds to be of lighter brown, and is open to show her midriff, similar to Tifa's style, with a yellow crop top underneath, showing her emlbem. She also wore black shorts with pointed ends, held up by brown belt, which had two folded fabrics, one on each side, she also wore high-knee boots with over the knee orange socks, and wore a purple bandana on her left knee. Ever since her fight against Adam(which she did feel bad when it came to the news), her right arm was equipped with a prosthetic arm, which by the looks of it, seems custom made now, not the one she used during her adventure, and in the left was her only ember celica, the shotgun gauntlet itself. But what really completed the look was her wild blonde hair, which was as sharp and bright as any fire, and it shined as sharp as Tifa's night black hair.

Hitomi on the other hand was wearing a black tank top shirt with pink outlines in it's holes, exposing her stomach, and had wore dark blueish jeans with scratches on the knees, and was held up by a belt with grey buckles. Her brown hair has taken a chocolate-brown tone, and despite it's small length compared to Tifa and Yang's rapunzel-length hair, it still shined in it's glory.

Tifa looked at both Hitomi and Yang, who were getting up and coughing out dust and wiping off debris, Tifa couldn't believe that she would see these two...these two ladies who managed to beat her during back then, but instead of anger or direct rage. She asked, "YOU(Yang)! What you're doing here of all places, aren't you a bit young for alchoal? and YOU(Hitomi), why are you coming in here as well?" She said, trying to make sense of this strange moment, instead of punching them both out. Yang stepped back, but instead of blazing eyes of rage or a arrogant smirk, her face was in a solemn but passive tone as she put her hands, one robotic, out. "Woah..woah..wait...stop...it's not what it looks like, I just...just...wait." Yang said as she looked down at her wild tresses, seeing puddles of liquid in her hair and took a sample of the Goo on her hair, then her face winced into shock. "No..no...wait...you....you....oh god...oh god...you....you been touching...." She said as she rubbed the blue liquid with her natural arm, rather than the exaggerated plan to get angry over who touched her hair, Tifa knew what Yang was assuming, and as she turned to Hitomi, who was got a few puddles on her hair as well, some were becoming clumps as the DOA fighter looks on in shock with, "Oh...no....don't tell me you were....you were...." Tifa winced at seeing her "counterparts" assuming Tifa may have been touching herself till her cum went blue. She really wanted to curl up into a corner and rot away. This was NOT her cup of tea. She would rather spend the night in, practicing her swings and reflexes and muscles, and a nice shot of whiskey at best, thank you. Or maybe go and play the piano if she's feeling bored....anything rather than being in a real AWKWARD moment with two of the ladies who managed to kick her a$$ back then, by literally beating the materia out of her and being surrounded by ninjas...and a necksnap of all things....but then again, it wasn't like she could somehow see them again for a official rematch.

(Yeah, during Tifa's early days in crossovers, while *most* rabid fans would believe that after her defeat by Hitomi during the Dead Fantasy Series and the "trash fire" that is Death Battle's episode of "Yang vs. Tifa" which some fans believed it was made by the supposed "Rigger" a being said to work behind corrupt companies of all sizes, that Tifa would harbored revenge for both of them and would outright KILL them....that would drive the fanbase of Monty, the supposed director behind the series, who did stated Yang was inspired by Tifa, who was his favorite, apart...but that WAS all a BIG uncommon misconception...and it always had been much to the people working behind the shows, not so much for the extreme fans). Tifa didn't really cared for having a rematch nowadays, much to the shock of most passive fans, made even more so ever since Mr. Oum's passing, and that she didn't want to get involved in most of the internet's drama with the RWBY fanbase, which were recently riddled with bad writing, characters going OOC at best, and the infamous ship wars, she just didn't care, which made her more annoyed by the number of hooligans who said they were her fans, trying to send her requests for a rematch or approved their evidence or work, which, sorry, most of their artwork, despite good intentions, were filled with spite and mindless and tastless extremists. She sighs, now realizing how damn stupid it was to not recognize Yang by either her eyes, or that her favorite drink(it's amazing she knew of it) was the Strawberry Sundown(which came in alcholic and non-alcholic).

Tifa: Look, whatever you're thinking, it's not what it looks like....Honest, but if you're trying to start a fight here, don't bother, I'm not looking for one, but just for god's sake, tell ME why you're both here, even despite the minor damage here!"

Tifa looked at Yang and Hitomi, a air of beatdowns, bad blood, and modern problems surrounded the trio of brawling ladies, a old but relevant tension rose as Hitomi stepped down to the main area, and Yang spoke with. "Well...it's just that...yes...it's been a rough...wait...do any of you smell that or fell something burning?"

All three ladies started to feel a burning sensation as they clutched their hair as it started to smoke trails bellowing from their locks, and red mist starting to engulfed around them slowly, then suddenly, all three of their manes starting to sprout out a sea of chocolate-brown, sun-yellow, and night-dark locks and tresses down shoulders and waists, slighting covering Yang's face, but Tifa and Hitomi's headband and rubber band kept them restraint from their faces, but as their locks grew longer, their tresses became more thicker and had more sheen, and as their hair grew and began to fill up the space and half the floor, all three felt a sensation. Yang's wild hair, Tifa's tied up tail were, unlike Hitomi's straight and wavy waves, were spikey or constraint, but still forced those spikes and length through the tail, making Tifa's dolphin tale hair bigger and longer than Vincent's or Sephiroth's hair, and Yang was becoming the huntress version of rapunzel.

All three ladies were amazed and went to examine their new locks, feeling a sense of comfort and joy as it felt when touching smooth and comfty sheets and pillows, and despite their sizes, their hair felt slightly heavy, but could not hinder their movements as a whole, all three fighters began a self indulgent, hugging and sniffing their large hairstyles...until the red mist engulfed them and started to give them slight headaches....to....glimpses of some dark...dark paths.
(Based on true Antcow artwork)
"You were right little girl, this did come to a snappy ending."

"But im going to kill you! NO ONE WHO TOUCHES MY HAIR LIVES!!!"

"And you should have just drank the drink and left. That poor man didn’t deserve to die over this."

All three fighters were seeing visions, filled with blood, gore, and repressed bad blood that was thought to be dead, but as both ladies grasped at their head, trying to get these bloody visions out, both wered each other through rage-filled lenses, both seeing a woman who, despite not doing anything wrong....WAS the killer in their own respective vision...which caused them to scream as the visions were gone. All three got up and into fighting positions, Yang loading up her shotgun arms as she said.

Y:"That's IT! NOW I know why I'm here after all....BECAUSE YOU ALWAYS WANTED TO KILL ME!"

T: "NO! YOU'RE THE KILLER HERE...IF I WERE AT MY BEST...I COULD DESTROY YOU TWO IN A FINAL FIGHT!"

H: "BRING IT ON, I'M NOT GOING TO LEAVE THIS PLACE DEAD AGAIN!

All three had witnessed a sense of a darker path, and it was so real, so deadly, that all three believed it was the truth, it was their fate to fight each other again...regardless of who had to lose their live or spirit.

The Rematch of Seventh Heaven has started.
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Tifa started first with a high punch at Yang, but the blonde huntress dodged it and swung a right jab at Tifa's face, however the bartender wasn't flinched, as she grabbed hold of Yang's arm and spun her around and threw her off into a nearby table, then Hitomi came in with a double punch, knocking Tifa back, however, as Hitomi tried to punch Tifa, Tifa dodged it and returned with a heavy left jab to Hitomi's stomach, sending her flying back into the bar itself. Hitomi tried to get up, but as Tifa tried to charge in, Yang got up and began to fire her ember celica and prostethic arm at Tifa, however, Tifa managed to dodged through the shotgun shot and deliver a right jab at Yang's face, Yang returned with a straight forward punch, knocking Tifa back, but as Yang tried to fire again, Tifa went in and grapple Yang and threw her onto the bar, and see saw Hitomi tried to charge, but Tifa saw a nearby tray, and picked it up and threw it into Hitomi's face, causing the DOA fighting to be dazed, Tifa dashed in to deliver a punch, knocking Hitomi back.
(Image above, inverted camerashot) However, Hitomi tried to throw a punch, but Tifa caught it midway, but she heard a footsteps behind her and saw Yang dashing in with her robotic arm punch, Tifa stepped side and managed to block Yang's arm, but she turned to see Hitomi tried to pry her hand open, until she came in with a uppercut, Tifa looked back as quickly, she SWUNG Hitomi at Yang's side, knocking them both onto the Bar and near the shelf, thankfully the drinks were heavy and not to be toppled.

Tifa hoped back into the middle of the room, ready to see how different it was from the old days.

TO BE CONTINUED!