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| Tenkaichi Budokai; Personal Saga (Closed) | |
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| Topic Started: Nov 17 2006, 01:41 PM (1,289 Views) | |
| ken | Dec 2 2006, 10:59 PM Post #26 |
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Kizaku's eyes opened suddenly and now he had Trunks staring directly at him. Kizaku sat up and shook his head. He then looked back and forth in fear. "Ah! Trunks! Where is he?!" Kizaku shouted. Trunks looked at him in confusion. "What are you talking about? Where is who?" "You know! That guy Xiato! Aww! Did he knock me out?" Kizaku asked. "Will you relax before I hit you? Xiato didn't knock you out! You won the match!" Kizaku looked at Trunks in a state of shock as he gasped. "I won!? I won the match!?" Kizaku exclaimed. "Yeah! You were awesome! See I told you that you'd be fine! Xiato didn't know what hit him." Kizaku then gave a grin and tightened his fists. It was clear that it was all coming back to him. "Yeah! I used some pretty cool moves out there, huh?" Kizaku commented. "Yeah! But there's one in particular that got me wondering." Kizaku looked at Trunks with a bit of a curious expression, though somewhat confused. They both flashed back to the scene on Avalon where Trunks took after the sniper. When I fought with the sniper on Avalon I used an attack called Skyscraper Shoot! Trunks came out of the flashback with Kizaku. Kizaku scratched his head and then gave a closed eyed grin. "Oh I remember that! You completely took that guy by surprise with that." Kizaku responded. "Yeah! Thing is during our training, I never taught you any of my special moves and that was a varient attack I used once! So how did you learn how to do that?" Kizaku looked at Trunks then shifted his eyes up to the ceiling, scratching his head. He gave it some thought then looked at Trunks with a befuddled expression. "I'm not really sure." Kizaku responded. Suddenly Trunks' watch went off with a steady beeping sound. Kizaku and Trunks looked at the watch. It was a few moments after this that Trunks stood up on his feet. "It's time for me to get to my first match. I'm up against a guy named Syrus. It will be a bit before you have to fight! You can come watch mine if you want." Trunks offered. "Sure!" Kizaku and Trunks walked out the room and headed for a window. Trunks slid the window open before both of them stepped on the outside part of the window sill. From there the two boys flew off in search of division 13's building. Kizaku spotted it from the sky and pointed over to it. The two boys would immediately fly down toward the building. Once there they landed on the ground. Trunks' opponent awaited him inside. [will add more to this or make another post later] |
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| ken | Dec 4 2006, 02:09 PM Post #27 |
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Trunks entered the building with Kizaku. The referee was stepping up to the stage with a microphone in his hand. Putting it up to his mouth he began to speak. "Will Trunks and Syrus please step up to the arena! Yours is the next match for this division!" Trunks turned to Kizaku. "Looks like I'm up! Hang tight! This shouldn't take too long." Trunks was getting ready to step up when he locked eyes with Ryoken. He stared into his eyes for a good minute. Something about that guy is so familiar! But just what is it? He continued to stare into Ryoken's eyes with that boyish confusion expression plastered on his face. It was then Ryoken place a thumbs up toward his direction and gave a small grin. Trunks turned away from him, staring at the ground with his arms folded. "2nd call for Trunks! Please take your place on the arena floor." I can't worry about that guy right now! I have a match to win! Trunks jumped into the arena to face his opponent Syrus. Turns out Syrus had a sumo wrestler's build and was about 6 ft tall. Trunks looked at him with his eyes widened. "Wow, you definitely had one too many slices of cake." "I will squash you, puny boy!" Syrus responded. Trunks eyes became black dots, a sweat drop hanging over his forehead. You gotta be kiddin me! The ref jumped off of the platform and waved his green flag, signalling the start of the round. "Begin!" Syrus stomped on the ground with both feet before rushing toward, Trunks pumping his hands toward him. Trunks' eyes were widened as he darted to the side and went around the obese fighter. He slid to a stop and turned around. Syrus was now bouncing toward Trunks with the use of his own ass. Trunks saw this and began flailing his arms up and down as a look of fear came over him. He then started to run around the ring with Syrus bouncing after him. "Come here, tiny boy! I wish to squash you!" Syrus chortled as he came after Trunks. "LIKE HELL YOU WILL!!! AAAAH!!" Trunks screamed. The audience was laughing at the performance as Trunks ran around the ring with Syrus bouncing after him. Kizaku stared with his jaw hanging down. Trunks reached the edge of the ring and turned around. Syrus was bouncing toward him rather quickly. "Here I come! Prepare to be squashed!" Syrus then bounced high into the air. His big shadow overcasted Trunks before he came dropping down toward him. Trunks came off of the ground legs and arms flailing in fear just before he took off to the right...AND left! Syrus came crashing down on the arena floor sending pieces of debris flying. Trunks then stood there looking at the smoke, with Trunks...He had used his deca form technique by accident. "Whew! That was close!" Trunks said. "You know it!" Spoke the other Trunks. The audience gasped seeing the two Trunks' standing together. "I don't believe it! There's two of them!" Syrus came out of the smoke and saw the two Trunks standing side by side. "How are there two of you!?" Syrus exclaimed. "It's a cool move I have! But what's up with you man?" "Yeah, what kinda fighter goes around sitting on people?" The two Trunks were pointing at Syrus. "That doesn't matter! I will now squash both of you! Now here I come!" Syrus said as he continued to advance on with his method of fighting. The two Trunks' stared at each other. "Oh well! You tried!" "Yeah, let's regroup and end this!" The two Trunks proceeded to become one, then Trunks took his stance! He waited for Syrus to get closer. Once he did, Trunks lunged into the air into a flip as he went over Syrus' head. He came down behind him and floated behind his back. Trunks took a good slap to Syrus' back. The slap sent him flying out of the ring before Trunks landed on the ground again. The ref waved his red flag. "Winner by knockout goes to Trunks!" Trunks jumped out of the ring and landed next to Kizaku. "Wow that was close! I thought he was going to sit on you!" Kizaku said. "No chance! Now let's get out of here. I want to find Videl real quick! I sense her energy. She's fighting someone!" Trunks grabbed Kizaku by the arm and brought Kizaku with him. Ryoken just watched Trunks leave, a pondering expression plastered upon his face. |
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| fredster | Dec 4 2006, 02:42 PM Post #28 |
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As Kallas was getting well into his seventh bowl of sushi, the announcement speaker began to crackle. "Well you saw it folks!! Trunks has just crushed his opponent, Syrus. This calls for the next fight, so will Kallas Mishima and Judy please come to the arena!! The match will begin in 15 minutes! As all competitors know, the rules state if you are more than 3 minutes late, you will be disqualified whatever the reason." "Arrrggghh!", growned Kallas. He had discovered that Krillin's body needed a lot more food before it was satisfied than most of the bodies he had previously owned put together. After wolfing down the rest of the meal, he raced to the arena, making it with a minute to spare. Go time!, thought Kallas, as he made a show of walking into the arena. Waving his hands to the crowd, displays of fast punches; all of it made the crowd applaud. He finished off his show with a double black flip, over the steps and onto the far side of the arena. The applause was deafening. Looks like I've already won the crowd, thought Kallas. Now I just need to win the match! "As we can see folks, Kallas has entered the arena in the most spectacular fashion. Now let us welcome Judy!! Hopefully her entrance will equal the applause and start the match fantastically!" As the speaker finished, Judy entered. Wearing a totally white gui, which was the custom for most Judo practitioners, and a Black Belt, which marked her as a high standard competitor. Kallas smiled. Maybe this will be fun... Without any effort or words, Judy walked up the steps to her corner. All she did was nod to the referee, and a bell rung to start the match. She charged. Her speed was amazing. Kallas was using more than 5 sixths of his speed, which meant that his opponent was amazing for an average human being. He used all his concentration to dance round her hands, as she tried to grab his gui to flip him, which was how Judo practitioners fought; they threw their opponents then held them down... This is your chance!, thought Krillin. ATTACK!!!! Krillin forced all his remaining conscience against Kallas's mind. Kallas began to scream! Judy used her chance and threw him just to the edge of the ring, where Krillin's head lay just over the side. She stopped as the crows gasped at the next sight. A black gas began to rise out of Krillin's nose mouth and eyes. It drifted into the air and dissipitated. At the same time, the new tattoo on Krillin's face seemed to fall off and turn to dust. At this point, Judy had regained her senses and was charging at Krillin, intent to throw him from the ring while he was still down. Krillin hadn't yet gained control of his body, as he attempted to order his limbs to move. Come on! Work, Work, WORK!!!!!!, screamed Krillin, inside his head. At the exact moment that Judy was about to become level with his feet, Krillin lifted his legs, connecting them with Judy's stomach. Using her momentum, Krillin lifted his legs further, causing her to fly from the ring and land on the grass. "AND WE HAVE A WINNER!!! Kallas Mishima has flipped his opponent from the ring in a show of amazing skill! It looked like he was a goner, but he won the match! He will now move into the Semi-Finals of his division. Later on, we will reveal who he is fighting." Krillin hardly listened. His body was weak and he couldn't talk. He needed to rest, so he left the arena to find a place to sleep... |
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| notkasume | Dec 5 2006, 07:30 PM Post #29 |
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Videl looked Vincent square in the eyes. Now that the warm up was declared over, she'd have to be prepared for whatever he was going to throw at her next. Vincent's stance was impressive, she had to admit. He had himself perfectly crouched. A low aimed attack would do very little. His arms were perfectly postioned; one in front of him and the other rested and relaxed. He'd be able to react with them quickly and counter just as fast. Her eyes shifted, searching for a weak point. "What's wrong, Videl? Scared to attack?" Vincent asked. Videl tightened her fists and took a step back so she could switch up her stance so she was crouched and standing at an angle, arms rested apart and eyes fixed on the target. She scoffed at his words. "Hmph! You wish!" Videl responded. She continued to stare him down, waiting for the moment. At that exact moment of silence, a tumbleweed would cross the arena, which was rather odd because they were indoors. But every intensely calm before the storm moment needed a tossing tumbleweed to pass by so who was she to question tradition. Her eyes blinked once just before she lifted off of the ground with a simple hop. She was so light on her feet that you would have thought she was guided by wings. She landed on the ground with her left foot before off she went into a sprint, toward Vincent. Vincent prepared himself for her onslaught. Her footsteps were steady and swift, each one supporting the next in her advance. She felt as if she were flying at that moment. She waited till she was within arm's reach before a palm heel strike went for Vincent's face. He deflected the strike with an arm swipe. That's when she jumped and went for a spin kick at Vincent's face. That's when he ducked to avoid. Now he had her by the leg, swinging her around. "Looks like Vincent is giving the Champ's daughter some trouble in there! Now he has her helpless in a spinning toss! What will she do now?" spoke the ref. Vincent tossed her into the air. Videl was going on a direct path from her to the outside of the ring. If some miracle didn't come through to save the Champion's Daughter from being tossed out, she'd have to endure the torment of being chewed out by her father for being defeated in the prelims. But wait! She stopped! The crowd looked on as Videl seemed to be hovering in the air. Unbelievable one might think. The Champion's Daughter is flying they might say. But she wasn't through yet. She landed quickly at the edge of the ring. Vincent had quite the stammering expression upon his face. "You...you can fly!? You never could do that!" Vincent stammered. "I've gone through some intensive training for this tournament! You don't know WHAT I can do!" Videl snapped back. She then took off into a sprint for Vincent once again. This time she picked up intensive speed. Vincent was looking on in surprise. "For example! I have new technique up my sleeve! Hope you like it! HERE I GO!!!!" Videl's speed picked up even more and now the sounds of her beating footprints changed from the sounds of footprints running across the floor that resembled a wolf's fast approach. Vincent was no longer looking at Videl, the Champion's Daughter, but an image of a life sized wolf sprinting for his form. He swore he could hear it howling as it approached him. He swore he could see the fangs. But what he wasn't prepared for was what would happen when that wolf would reach him. First came the upward strike into his chin. Then came the downward clawing strike across his face. Then a rapid pounding at his chest with unseen hands. The onslaught was far from over. As it continued, there came a voice. "ROOUGA! FUUFUU KEN!!!!!!!!!" it screamed. Then came the final strike which sent Vincent flying as it struck him dead center in the face! Then the voice came again in conjunction with the last strike. "HYAI!" Videl would appear once more in resting stance as Vincent hit the ground and slid toward the edge of the ring. She cursed herself when Vincent's slide stopped before he could go over the edge. "How was it? The technique is called the Wolf Fang Fist." Vincent staggered to his feet. It would not take too long to get back to his feet. But his body did not look like it wanted to stay standing. Somehow he managed to get back in stance. Videl gave a grin. "Impressive! You withstood it! Now come on! Show me something!" "I got something for you! Now get it!" Vincent went running at Videl rather quickly. Now it was his turn. Along with the sounds of his running came the screech of a falcon. Videl's eyes widened as she heard the screech and then she took defensive stance because suddenly Vincent took to the air with a high leap, his fist ready as he went up. "FALCON PUNCH!" He shouted as he came Videl diagonally from the sky with his fist. Videl jumped out of the way and the fist was forced to smash itself against the concrete. Vincent jumped to his feet and blew air from his mouth to sooth the pain of his fist. Videl chuckled. "Nice attack. But it looks as if you need better aim!" Videl commented. "Why you little..." "Perhaps if you had more light! You could see where your target it is." Videl spoke. As she said this her hands positioned themselves in front of her face, fingers spread evenly. Vincent looked at her curiously. "Let's let in a little sunlight shall we?" Videl joked. She then closed her eyes tightly as she focused ki. "SOLAR FLARE!!!" She yelled. WIth that, the entire building was lit up with a blinding energy light. The crowd gasped. Vincent stammered in fear as his eyes stared directly into the light. The light was so intense it flashed even through to the outside of the building, getting the attention of all those walking outside. The light shortly after this, faded. Now Vincent had his hands rubbing his eyes as he screamed out. "AGH! MY EYES! MY EYES! YOU LITTLE BITCH! WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY EYES!?" Videl had a grin her face as she watched him stagger around unable to see. "Looks like you're not quite a good fighter just yet. Seems you depend on your eyes very much! But a good fighter can use his other senses when one gets shut down." She walked up to him, staying just a few feet away so as not to be in danger of an arm swipe. "I enjoyed this fight but it looks like without your eyes, you're not even a challenge. So I declare victory!" Videl said. She turned around and was ready to walk away when she stopped. "Oh, and one more thing." She walked closer to him. When she reached Vincent she planted a kiss on the side of his face then moved to his right ear. "Don't ever call me a little bitch again, ok?" She said with a whisper. Then a violent shove was given to Vincent with her right palm and he was pushed out of the ring. With her hands on her hips now she gazed at the ref, bringing her index finger she then directed it at Vincent's body on the outside of the ring. The ref gave a nod as he waved the red flag. "We have a victor! The winner of this match by ring out is, Videl!" Videl's shifting hips moved as she slowly walked out of the ring, all gazes on her as she did. "Hope you boys enjoyed the show! Look forward to my next opponent! Take care, K? Bye!" Videl said as she waved. They all then looked to Vincent who was still blinded, laying stomach on the floor. |
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| ken | Dec 8 2006, 12:59 PM Post #30 |
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Trunks and Kizaku crossed the tournament complex. The # 15 stayed plastered in Trunks' mind as he walked around. It was the number of the building he was looking for. As they were passing around Kizaku got a look up at the digital boards. He gasped as he looked at the one for his division. "Trunks! I gotta go! I'm up for my next match!" Kizaku spoke. "Alright! Go ahead! I'll find Videl and maybe we can come watch you fight!" Trunks responded. Kizaku nodded and took off for building 16. Trunks gave a grin just before he walked off to find Videl. He could sense Gohan and Bardock's energy about here. Krillin was also here somewhere. Wow almost all the gang is here! But I don't sense Goten anywhere. I guess he didn't come after all. A feeling of sadness swept the boy. Guess he was going to have to forget about him showing up here. His senses triggered causing him to lose his train of thought. He then turned to the left and saw Videl strolling out of building 15. He locked eyes with her and would wave her over. "Hey! Videl over here!" Trunks shouted. Videl would spot him and immediately walk over. Trunks had a bright grin on his face as she reached him. "Hey, Trunks! How are you? Are you enjoying the tournament so far?" Videl asked. Trunks gripped his right fist tightly and grinned at her. "You bet! So many fighters! And Kizaku's doing really well for his first official tournament! He already won his first match." Videl gave a surprised expression. "Really?"' "Yeah, and he's going to fight in his next match right now! We should go see him!" "Sounds good to me!" Videl responded. Trunks lead the way for Videl to follow. "This way! Kizaku should be fighting any minute now! We don't wanna miss anything." Trunks took off for building division 16 in hopes Kizaku's next fight hadn't started just yet. |
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| veryold17 | Dec 8 2006, 03:49 PM Post #31 |
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At the sound of the start Bardock put himself on guard, he doubted that a human could really put up much of a fight but something about this guy didn't seem...right. The hairs on the back of Bardock's neck were on end but as usual he was completely calm, the ragged man stood quietly over in the corner as Bardock stared him straight into his red-slitted eyes. A few moments past and some of the audience were getting restless, "Hey what's the hold up? I came to see a match!" roared one of the more vivacious of fans. But the two still stood staring at each other, though the exterior of the two seemed calm in reality a fierce storm was brewing between them... Each of the fighters was gauging the will of the other, the battle was playing out before their very eyes as they calculated the others strength and weaknesses from where they stood. Suddenly Bardock's eyes flashed and the other man jerked his head back as if struck. Bardock disappeared causing a bit of a gasp from others, he reappeared to the right of the ragged individual, Haven't used this one in awhile but I suppose it wouldn't hurt thought the saiyan as his fingers went out as if they were claws and then placing the right hand to his right ear and his left hand out stretched Bardock then roared, "Wolf fang Fist!" He charged the red-eyed man with a howl as the energy pulsed around his hands he threw a curved chop aimed for the man's clavical and then pulled off with a driving knuckle aimed at the belly and a quick uppercut. The three hits glanced off the man as he was sent staggaring, Bardock then drove his two hands forward slamming his opened palms into the man's chest. The fighter managed to bring his arms down in time to take some of the edge off the force of the attack but he was sent skidding across the ring dragging a line in the hard cement surface. Almost all of the onlookers were gawking at the two fighters, most of them only saw the flash of Bardock's blows from his fury of attacks and the stationary but strange man who had seemed to be knocked away by an invisible force emitted from the monkey tailed man. "I see you aren't exactly a push over," said Bardock with a smile as he stood up and the man put his arms back to his side. "But if you can only block one attack out of four I will tear you apart in this fight," said the saiyan confidently as he settled into a tiger stance. The man started laughing causing Bardock to narrow his eyes, "You are quite strong, my master told me that much. But you know nothing of me, for you see...this is only the tip of my power. Normally I like to torture my foes by reaviling it bit by bit but it would seem my master is most interested in me just tearing you apart limb from limb as you watch in despair." With this horrific statement the strange figure suddenly began powering up, lashes of red energy began to pulse and churn around his body as the whole stadium began to shake. "What's this?" wondered Bardock as the rags began unraveling from his body and the man's body began growing. "Heh, heh," said the demon as his muscles grew as well as his body which was now over 7 feet tall, his teeth lengthened and his lips had dissappeared leaving a skull-like face with razor sharp teeth jutting from his mouth. The transformation was now complete and the beast stood before Bardock. "Whoa," said Bardock a little shaken by the hideous creature before him, "And that's not all, I can become even stronger by doing THIS!" Suddenly a red tendril of energy shot from his body and wrapped around one of the other fighters, the man screamed as his body was imploded as if he was being sucked inside out, he suddenly burst into a cloud as a streak of white energy ran up the beast's tendril and into his body. Sighing as if in content the beast laughed, "For every soul that I consume I become stronger, so just try to stop me when I suck everyone here dry...including you!" "EVERYONE GET THE FUCK OUT NOW!!" roared Bardock and the audience needed no second opinon everyone in the crowd was snapped out of their shock at the sight of what just happened and there was screaming pandimonium as they rocketed towards the exits. "You can't escape!" roared the Beast as hundreds of tendrils shot from his body to wrapp up more and more individuals. "That's it you are disqualified!" roared one of the referees as he was running with all his might toward the saftey of one of the buildings. Bardock could stand the sight of all those people being 'consumed' no longer. "Bastard!" screamed Bardock as he powerflew straight at the beast and slammed his fist into the right side Beast's jaw sending the creature flying from the ring and made him crash into the stands. The dust from the impact shrouded the creature as the few remaining spectators raced into the exits and out of sight. Bardock stood panting on the arena his right hand which he used to knock the beast away dripped blood onto the arena as a cut had fromed on his index knuckle. The beast stood up as he blew away the smoke with a little of his energy, he floated upwards his red-slitted eyes still glowing as he licked his lips tasting Bardock's blood on his jaw. "Looks like your death will be seen by no one, pity, my master wanted everyone to see you die." "I think you sorely understimate us saiyans, we don't give up and we certainly bow to no master. So what makes you think a loser like you who bows the knee to another could ever overcome my pride and my freedom?" said Bardock clinching his fist as his eyes still glowed brightly with intense ferocity. The Beast was no longer grinning, in fact, he was downright pissed, "My master is greater than you'll ever know, and for your blasphemy against him I will make your death the most excruciating in history." "And on my saiyan blood I'll make you pay for taking these innocent's lives," said Bardock as he powered up his blue aura shot around his body and created a crater underneath his feet. "Let's go," said Bardock calmly as the Beast got into his stance. Bardock powerflew toward the Beast roaring in fury. |
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| ken | Dec 8 2006, 04:51 PM Post #32 |
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Trunks and Videl reached the building as all the other fighters were settling up to watch another match. The referee was already standing at the center of the arena with the microphone in his hand. "And now we move on to the next match! In this one we have Zachariah Peterson, the boy of blazing skill, going up against Yuri Atosai, a skilled martial arts fighter from the south end of Korea. Please enter the arena." They were both coming into the building at the same time Kizaku was stepping into the arena with Yuri. Videl spotted him immediately. "Look, Trunks, your friend is about to start fighting." Videl spoke. "This is gonna be awesome! Hang in there Kizaku!" Kizaku looked around Yuri, his opponent. Yuri entered the ring shortly after Kizaku. His enter body below his neck was covered in a dark cloak. Yuri's build was bulky and he was 6'3. Kizaku stared up at him and suddenly felt even smaller than before. His eyes were widened and he had barely any color in his face. Well, I guess we all have to die sooner or later! But why can't my death be painless? Kizaku thought. "Don't let him spook you, Kizaku! You can do this!" Trunks yelled. "Easy for you to say! You're not the one fighting him!" Kizaku responded. "I don't prefer to beat up on children! So I'll make this easy and just toss you out of the ring ok?" Yuri spoke. Kizaku just looked at him speechless. Even his voice was scary! It was unbelievably deep. Maybe if I play dead he won't hit me! Kizaku spoke. Trunks closed his eyes and re-opened the telepathic link. Kizaku! What are you worried about? You destroyed that Xiato guy with your attacks. Just do the same stuff here and he wont know what hit him. Sure...no...problem! I think! Kizaku took his stance. Yuri towered over him. "I just wish I knew how I did it in the first place!" "Fighters begin!" "This doesn't seem fair! That guy is twice your friend's size!" Videl spoke. "I know..." Yuri reached for Kizaku. Immediately Kizaku jumped out of his reach and went running. "Come back here so I can throw you out of the ring." Yuri said as he gave chase. Kizaku felt his heart racing as he knew Yuri was right behind him. He then turned around quickly and did a high jump. Yuri caught him by the leg. Kizaku's eyes widened in fear. "See ya later kid!" Yuri said He then launched Kizaku toward the outside of the ring. Videl and Trunks gasped in fear. "He's gonna fall out of the ring!" Videl shouted. KIZAKU! It was at that moment just before he landed out of the ring, Kizaku stopped! He was floating above the ground. Yuri turned around just in time to see Kizaku coming out into the air. Kizaku's expression looked angry. He landed on the center of the ring and took his stance. "Stubborn brat! Not sure how you did that but you're going out of the ring this time." "I don't think so!" Yuri came running for Kizaku. Kizaku had his fists tightened, awaiting Yuri's approach. Yuri reached for Kizaku. It was at that point he vanished. Yuri was left confused. Kizaku was standing on the center of the ring watching Yuri. There were no pupils in his eyes. Yuri turned around to see Kizaku standing there. "What the!? How did you get there so fast!?" Trunks and Videl watched in confusion. "What's going on?" Videl asked. "I'm not sure! But in his last match he used one of my techniques." "Are you serious!?" Videl responded. "Yeah! I'm not sure about this yet. But I think Kizaku can easily learn other people's moves." Kizaku stared at Yuri who just attempted to advance on him again. But before he could do anything Kizaku shut his eyes and let out a sharp yell. This caused the ground Yuri was standing on to collapse. Yuri stumbled and fell out of the ring. It was after this, Kizaku's eyes returned to normal. The ref stood up and called the match. "Winner by ring out, Zachariah Peterson!" Kizaku hopped out of the ring and into Trunks' arms. "Wow, that was incredible!" Videl gasped. The next few matches would go just as well between the two boys. It would not be long before both of them were in the semi finals of their division. It was just before nightfall that the tournament was declared on pause until the next day. This left them with a chance to rest. For tomorrow the tournament semi finals for each division would begin. "I'm so exhausted Trunks!" Kizaku said. "Well you did a lot of fighting today! You should be tired! But we're almost through our preliminary rounds. If you win the prelims for your division, I'll see you in the top 16 matchups." "I really didn't think I could do this!" Kizaku said. Neither did I! "Well ya did! So let's just get some sleep so we can be ready for tomorrow." Trunks and Kizaku shut out the light in their room and drifted off to sleep, with thoughts of the tournament prize on their minds. |
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| fredster | Dec 10 2006, 04:23 PM Post #33 |
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Krillin was over the moon. He had banished the spirit that had taken his body hostage, won the first round of the preliminaries and now had time for a break; He decided he was in the mood for Sushi. Just as he was about to leave the stadium, the speaker began to crackle once again. "Hey folks!!! What an amazing day we've had! The battles have been fought fantastically, as we all watched on in awe. But it's not finished yet! We have more fights still to come. Due to a delay in the first round preliminaries, we will be moving onto the second round for some of the the other groups. Using this amazingly random ball selecting machine, it will now be selected! And the group is..... GROUP 6!!! And the first fighters, chosen in reverse alphabetical order of the Surname are.... KALLAS MISHIMA AND KAKASHI HINATA!!!" Few. That's not me then, thought Krillin. He walked 50 metres or so when it hit him. OH NO!! That's the name that beast signed me up with!, thought Krillin, as he raced his way back to the arena. He finally arrived, panting from the run. The whole arena seemed to go silent, as they were expecting the sort of entrance that Kallas had put on. They were sadly disappointed... "Your finally here then", said the referee. "Two more seconds and you would have been disqualified. More tardiness like this will not be tolerated!", shouted the referee, as his face grew red and his veins seemed to almost pop. "Ok, Ok!", shouted Krillin. "Take a chill pill, for God's sake!" The referee seemed to nearly faint. As it seemed he was rendered nearly useless, an invigilator for the match rang a bell to signal the start. The man named Kakashi, who looked in his sixties and was the same build as Krillin charged! Krillin dived from side to side dodging the reasonably slow punches. Looks like the match is already over, thought Krillin. "Come on Old Man! You better do better than that. I had to miss my break for this", shouted Krillin, as the man seemed to get angrier. His attacks became slightly faster, but they were flailing about, leaving his guard open. Krillin took the opportunity and threw a Powerful Uppercut to the man's chin, sending him crawling to the edge of the ring. He stood up eventually, but looked rather angry. "What's wrong? Cat got your tongue! Most fighters would be cursing right now. Or maybe you know the match is over, and have resided to your Fate!!" The Old Man charged, fury burning in his eyes; Krillin was prepared. When the man's fist was millimetres from his face, he dodged to the left, leaving his right foot in place. The Old Man flew from the ring, as he tripped over Krillin's foot. He landed in a heap on the grass, almost unconscious. "WINNER BY RINGOUT..... KALLAS MISHIMA!!!", screamed the speaker. As Krillin left the arena, he saw the Paparazzi ahead and decided to quickly come up with a witty comment. As he was still thinking, they ran up to him. "Kallas Mishima, how do you feel about beating up an Old Mute!! The insult to the Mute Community has been noticed and thousands have called in!" Krillin felt that he had been punched by a Super Saiyan. All his ideas for a witty comment gone, he began to stutter. "Insult.... Wh.. What do you mean? He.... He chose to fight!" "We're are talking about your comments during the match!!!", shouted the Reporter as a man with a Voice Recorder appeared. The recording played... "What's wrong? Cat got your tongue!", Played the Recorder. Krillin almost collapsed. The embarrassment was overwhelming. "We hope you are ashamed! We have a member of the Mute Community who would like to speak his comments towards yours!!" As the crackling through a nearby Speaker came on, telling Kallas that the Phone Call had been sent through, There was only a period of silence. As a technician went to tell the Reporter that the caller was mute, Krillin ran for it. He didn't stop till he was hidden in a bin near a Speaker. There we go! I can hide here until my next match! Maybe I can win back the Crowd's respect!, thought Krillin, a bit too hopefully. |
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| notkasume | Dec 11 2006, 08:13 PM Post #34 |
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Prelude To Semi Finals "HYAH!" Videl screamed. She had unleashed a vicious kick to her opponent. He instantly dropped out of the ring. Videl's light body slowly descended to the ground where she would touch with both feet. The referee was quick to rise to the stage after that and wave the red flag. "The winner by ring out, Videl!" With the cheer of the crowd to signify the end of the spectacle, she made her way out of the building. Her division had been a peace of cake. Six matches and none of them made her break a sweat. Now she was at the semi finals which would happen tomorrow. Nightfall was merely a half hour away. She needed to get back to her room. A lot of things were on the girl's mind as she strolled on through. She had heard her father had already gotten into the top 16. She figured he would get an automatic entry. After all it was his title on the line and it would be rather pathetic if he lost it in the preliminaries. She did secretly want him to lose however. All the attanetion was going to his head. She'd love to see him knocked out of the ring. Another thing she had on her mind was that kid Trunks had palling around with him. He showed some unusual abilities in the ring earlier today in his division. It was strange! It was very similar to some of the things Trunks was able to do. He could make it to the top 16 as well. And it would be something different if she ended up fighting him in the top 16. I can't believe that Kizaku kid! What he did in the ring earlier when I saw him was strange. He beat that huge guy by yelling. Then I wonder how he'd handle in the top 16. For now, I should focus on getting there myself. Maybe I can get matched up with my father, and taking him out of the tournament. I face this Vegeta Jr. in the semi finals tomorrow. Videl entered her room and shut the door. She then sat down on the bed and flicked the light on. She then looked over to her bathroom. Moments later she'd be naked in the shower, the nicely temperatured water spilling onto her body, her eyes fixiated on the light that illuminated the shower behind the thick curtain. She had the bar of soap in her hand, using it to cleanse her body, a moment being taken to flick back her drenched hair by softly throwing her head back. She suddenly felt relaxed as she stood there with the water beating down on her body. She had exercised all day and now her body was resting. So maybe that was it. She had to admit it was nice to finally get a shower after all the activities of today. The prelims were going rather smoothly for her. But she hadn't seen Gohan yet. She sensed his energy so she knew he was here. Wonder where he is? I was hoping he'd come see one of my matches. But if he's competing, I'm sure I'll see him in the top 16. The shower curtain opened. She then stepped out, wrapped in a white towel. Another towel was wrapped around her head, soaking in the water from the shower. It wouldn't be long before she heard a knock at her door. Using her senses she tried to sense the energy of the person outside her door. But before she could get any sort of familiarization with it she heard a familiar voice. "Hey Videl! You in there?" She recognized the goofy voice as being her father's. So she took a moment to place on a robe before she went to the door. She opened it and stepped aside. Of course upon doing that, her father sprawled on in through the doorway, landing on his chest. Videl gasped and dropped to her knees to help him up. "Daddy, are you ok?" Videl asked as she went to grab around his arm. But Mr Satan was quick to try and play it off, jumping to his feet and giving that bawling laughter of his. "Me? Are you kiddin me, Videl? A little fall like that is nothin to the Champ! BWAHAHAHAHAHA!" Videl had a sweat drop on her head as she looked at him funny. Oh brother! Spare me! "So what are you doing here, dad?" Videl asked. "Oh, just seeing how my daughter is doing! Bet you heard I got into the top 16 already, huh?" Mr Satan spoke. "Yes, daddy! I heard! I'm in the semi finals tomorrow. I face off against someone named Vegeta Jr." "Well, doesn't matter if he was Vegeta Sr! All I know is my little girl is gonna trounce whoever is unlucky enough to face her in the ring! Just like her old man! BWAHAHAHAHA!" Videl frowned at her father. Mr. Satan was quick to change his tone and coughed at his own fist. "Well, Videl, I bet you're starving after all those matches huh?" Mr. Satan asked. "Actually yes! I haven't eaten anything since before this thing began. I shouldn't have had any energy left by now." Videl responded. "Well! Get dressed and we'll go get us some grub!" Mr Satan said. That was the first thing he'd say to her the entire conversation that made her smile. She headed over to the bathroom with her spare clothes. "Be dressed in a minute, dad!" Videl spoke. Mr. Satan watched her run into the bathroom with a proud grin on his face. My little girl! One day she's gonna be the champ instead of me! |
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| oldveggiejr2 | Dec 11 2006, 09:25 PM Post #35 |
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*Before the events of Videl's battle* Vegeta Jr stood in the middle of the ring ready for his last fight before the semi-finals. If this reflects on the last battle it should be fairly easy. He scanned the crowed hoping to see goahan but he could not even sense his energy. Oh well he thought as he contiued to stand as the announcer aproached him. A huge human was now standing on the opposite end of the ring. Upon seeing the fighter enter the ring the announcer held the mike closer to him and began to speak."Ladies and gentlemen this is the last fight before the semi-finals of the prelimanaries are you ready?" Thunderous clapping was heard in the stands as the announcer said the names of the fighter "Vegeta Jr Vs Roy. Ready battle begin" The announcer through down his hand in a karate chop to symbolize the start of the match Vegeta Jr and Roy were at a stand off right now. Hmph what a patehtic powerlevel..400. He isnt even worth my time thought Vegeta Jr as he strectched briefly. He then in one sleak more went into his fighting stance Roy was already ready chargin at him. He reached Vegeta Jr opening up with 2 quick punches and then a kick at Vegeta Jr's jaw. Vegeta Jr with his high speed saw the punches coming at him in slow motion. He easily leaned back then tilted his head to dodge the 2nd punch. He then did a backflip to aviod being slammed in the face by Roy's kick. A standoff occured again. Roy then starred at Vegeta Jr curiosly as his hands were cuffed to the side of him. "What the hell are you doing" Roy asked as he tilted his head to the left in confusion. Vegeta Jr chukcled at the fact of how oblivous to the ki arts his oppent was. "You have no clue what your in for do you Vegerta Jr said as he chuckled a bit again "Ka.... Me...Ha..Me..Ha! Vegeta Jr shouted at his oppente. His oppent laughed at this in how stupid it sounded. By then he saw the huge blast flying towards him. His face then went into shock as the blue was drew closer. When Roy was about to turn and run to dodge. Vegeta Jr was already behind him and he powered punched him into the blue wave. Roy flew into the wave screaming as the wave collided into him. the wave diformed and Roy was laying down bruises starting to form everywhere and blood streaming down from his chest. He wasnt knocked out however and crawled around on the ground. Vegeta Jr walked up slowly to Roy and stopped with the tip of his foot into his chest. Roy coughed u[ blood and then tried to squimr out from under vegeta Jr's foot. Vegeta Jr picked him up with one hand and chucked him at the wall. Roy hit the wall hard and left an indent as he fall out of bounds next to the wall. Vegeta Jr pointed to him and the Announcer nodded. "We have a winner Vegeata Jr by ringout and he will procede to the semi-finals" Vegeta Jr walked out of the ring and the fans cheered as he exited. Like I thought before the match not even worth my time. Vegeta Jr then dissapered back into the crowds of fighters here for the tournement. |
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| ken | Dec 11 2006, 11:51 PM Post #36 |
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Trunks awoke suddenly, with a grumbling stomach. His stomach growled so loud it woke Kizaku, who then fell out of his bed from surprise. "What the heck is that noise!?" Kizaku asked. Trunks flicked the light switch on. He and Kizaku were then staring at his bare stomach which was vibrating. Trunks and Kizaku's eyes widened as the growl was loud enough to be heard outside the room. Trunks was quick to place his hand behind his head, a nervous chuckle being given and a sweat drop over his forehead appeared. "Hahah! I guess I'm hungry!" Trunks responded. Kizaku toppled over in a sudden fall to Trunks' response. Trunks looked at the clock. It was only 8pm. They had tried to sleep too early. Trunks turned to Kizaku after that. "I got an idea! Let's go find someplace to eat!" "That's actually not a bad idea! We haven't eaten all day!" Kizaku responded. The boys were then seen scurrying out of their room, Trunks leading as he smelled food not too far away. They forgot this place was serving the fighters food in between rounds and and for dinner. They saw a building which was the source of the aroma Trunks smelled. "The food is over there! Come on Kizaku! Hurry up!" Trunks shouted. Kizaku, having a hard time keeping up took to the air and flew after Trunks. They reached the building where they were immediately pulled aside by one of the officials. "Excuse me boys! But this is for fighters only!" Trunks and Kizaku looked at the official with stern expressions. "What do we look like? We are fighters!" Trunks responded. "Yeah cute joke! Let's find out! Names please!" The official took out his clipboard with fighters names written on sheets of paper. "Trunks!" "Zachariah Peterson!" The official flipped through the sheets of paper for their names. He found Kizaku's fake name in the division 16 paper and Trunks in the division 13 paper. "Oh, my mistake! You may go in and eat." "Pfft! That's what I thought!" The two boys went in to eat. Immediately they'd notice Videl already inside at one of the tables. Trunks would be so quick as to approach her with Kizaku. She was sitting with Hercule. He recognized his face being on posters all over. "Hey Videl!" Trunks said. Videl turned to Trunks, as did Hercule. She gave a friendly expression. "Hey boys! How are you?" Videl responded. "Hey Videl, who are these runts?" Hercule asked. "I'm Trunks and this is Ki...Zachariah Peterson." "We're competing in the tournament too!" Kizaku responded. Hercule looked at the too boys and rubbed underneath his nose. "Well you look like gifted young fighters but my daughter and I are trying to eat here so if you could leave us alone..." "Oh, daddy! Don't be so rude! They're friends of mine! You boys can eat with us if you want." The two boys looked at her with excited expressions. "YEAH!" They shouted at the same time. Moments later, Videl, Kizaku and Hercule would be staring at Trunks. He was wolfing down plates and plates of rice and noodles. They then looked at the plates piling up on the table. The waiters were also staring in shock as were the other fighters. "Wow, this stuff is great! Mmm....munch...slurp...gulp!" The plates kept coming and Trunks kept eating. Eventually Kizaku would find himself able to eat and soon he was eating just as wildly as Trunks. Videl and Hercule just watched with their jaws hanging. 20 minutes later there was a mountain of dishes on the table and two plates of noodles left. Trunks and Kizaku wolfed them down. They then turned around and held out the plates to one of the waiters. "More please!" they shouted. The waiters, Videl and Hercule dropped to the floor. "They...sure have...a healthy appetite don't they?" Hercule said. "Boys! Don't you think you ate enough?" Videl said as everybody got back up. "Yeah, you're right we did eat too much." Kizaku responded. "Yeah, anymore and we wouldn't have room for dessert." Trunks responded. Everybody dropped back to the floor almost instantly. "Maybe you boys should save some for the other fighters." Videl said. "Ok!" Videl then tried to change the subject. "So boys, how are you doing in the tournament so far?" "Not too bad really! Zach and I are both in the semi finals of our division." Trunks said. Hercule looked shocked. "Are you serious?" "Yeah, Zach here's been doin awesome in the tournament so far. And I'm doing just as well. We'll be seeing you guys in the top 16 surely!" "Well I'm in the semi finals too. I'm fighting someone named Vegeta Jr." Videl said. "Hey, Trunks, isn't your dad named Vegeta?" Kizaku asked. "Yeah, but I don't think my dad is competing. He didn't come with us when we left for here." Trunks responded. "I saw his picture. He doesn't seem old enough to be anybody's father. But I'm definitely taking him down and advancing to the finals. So you can look forward to seeing me in the top 16." Videl spoke. "Sounds good to me!" Kizaku responded. Trunks was just sitting there with a thoughtful expression. Vegeta Jr...hmm "Well Zach and I are gonna head back to the room and get some sleep. Our semi final matches start at 9am. We'll see you later." "Sure, thanks for coming by." Videl responded. Trunks motioned Kizaku to come on and they left the building and went back for the room. This time they walked back. Kizaku patted his full belly. "Whew! That hit the spot!" I wonder who this Vegeta Jr is. Could it be like my dad's brother or some dude who just made up a name. Either way it definitely deserves some investigation tomorrow. "Hello! Earth to Trunks!" Kizaku responded. "Huh?" "What's up with you? You never ignore me." "I was just thinking about that Vegeta Jr! I wonder who he is. I have this weird feeling he's connected to my dad." They reached the room and went inside. It wouldn't take long for them to strip down to just their shorts. The two boys hopped in bed. Trunks set the alarm. "Try to get some sleep for tomorrow. You can concern yourself with Vegeta Jr later. You got a match to win." "Yeah! Night Kizaku!" Trunks flicked the lights off and laid down. He couldn't help but fall asleep thinking about the name Vegeta Jr. Guess he'd find out who he was tomorrow. |
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| Gohan | Dec 12 2006, 02:01 AM Post #37 |
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~The Day of the Initial Preliminary Rounds~ Gohan opened his eyes to find himself alone in the fighters warm-up area for Divisions 5 and 6. Gohan jumped to his feet on the bench he had been sitting on, noticing the sun was getting close to the horizon. "Oh man, how long have I been meditating!?!?!?" He wondered aloud as he looked left and right for any sign of the other fighters. At the moment a stretcher carrying a warrior with a black wife beater and brown shorts came into view 20 feet to his right. Gohan lept down off of the bench and sped toward the men carrying the stretcher so fast that the bench he had been sitting on got swept up in the wind he had picked up, sending it tumbling near the stretcher. Gohan noticed an expression of fear on the faces of the men carrying it and turned around only to see the bench just before it crashed into his face. The bench immediately crumbled into pieces and Gohan stood there unharmed before turning around to see the even more frightened faces of the medical crew. "Oops, sorry about the bench, I guess I ran over here a little faster than I realized,'' Gohan said with a nervous chuckle, scratching the back of his head with his left hand. ''The fights for division 5 haven't ended yet have they?'' ''Uh ... well there's only one match slated for that division and it was supposed to have started 10 minutes ago, but one of the fighters...Gohan I think his name was? Yeah, he hasn't show-'' ''Oh no! I've gotta hurry then! Thanks!'' Gohan said before preparing to speed off. He stopped himself remembering there was a stretcher next to him and took care to jog 10 feet away before speeding in the direction of the divisions 5 & 6 arena. He could hear boos echoing down the tunnel entrance to the ring as he ran as fast as he possibly could in hopes that he wouldn't be disqualified. "Well folks, it appears Son Gohan isn't going to show up,'' the announcer in the middle of the ring declared, ''which makes Guy our winner by de- WOOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAH!!'' At the moment a blur of blue streaked out of the fighters entrance, a cloud of dust being kicked up behind it, and suddenly stopped in the middle of the ring and the announcer got knocked off of his feet before he could finish his announcement. The booing came to a stop and the crowd became silent as the cloud of dust cleared to reveal a 15 year old boy. ''Son Gohan here ready to fight!'' He declared, his feet spread apart and his arms drawn up at his side in a fighting stance. ''Sorry for being late!'' The announcer climbed back up to his feet and readjusted his glasses and dusted off his suit and clearing his throat, turning to look at the newly arrived warrior. ''Alright then, shall we get this under way? Are the fighters ready?'' Oh yeah, who's my opponent? Gohan wondered as he looked from left to right until he noticed a short but very muscular masked fighter slowly backing away toward the opposite side of the ring, his body trembling. "Hey ... you're that guy from the Hercule fan club from earlier today!" Gohan exclaimed. Guy came to a stop as he reached the end of the ring on his side, his body still trembling and his jaw on the floor. ''O-o-o-f all the fighters....I got matched w-w-w-with G-G-Go-han!'' he managed to stammer out. ''Good luck, I hope you put up a challenge.'' Gohan said before spreading his feet apart farther and brought one hand up in front of him and brought the other hand up behind him, both palms facing Guy as he entered his fighting stance. ''BEGIN FIGHTING!'' the announcer yelled. Guy somehow managed to stop his body from trembling. He swallowed a huge lump in his throat as he took a step toward Gohan. He then managed to summon up what little dignity he had to taunt the young warrior in front of him. ''I've got to give this my best, for my pride as a fighter...I'll show you why you shouldn't mess with a student of the Hercule fanclub!'' With that he lept toward Gohan, an arm drawn back behind him as he gathered up all the strength he could muster. ''TAKE THIS! YAAAAAAH!!!'' he yelled as he threw a punch at Gohan's left cheek. When his fist connected with Gohan's face, he let out a yell of pain as his arm snapped back from whiplash. Gohan stood with a puzzled look on his face as he watched Guy fall down onto his knees holding his left wrist, his fist shaking as blood began to pour out of his knuckles. ''AGGGGGGGGGHHHHHH! MY HAND!!! What the hell are you!?!?!?'' Guy demanded as he held his broken hand in agony. A look of great disappointment fell across Gohan's face. ''How disappointing, I guess you aren't the challenge I'm looking for.'' Gohan said before slowly walking up close to Guy before pointing a finger at Guy's forhead. Guy looked up at in terror as Gohan flicked his forhead, sending Guy flying out of the ring and into the wall below the stands. The crowd gasped as he collapsed to the ground unconscious. ''Amazing . . .'' the announcer said as he stared at the hole in the wall formed from the fighter colliding into it. He then suddenly remembered his job and brought the microphone to his mouth. ''The winner by knockout, Son Gohan!!!'' He declared as a huge uproar of applause broke out from the audience. A message runner came up to the announcer with a note in hand. The announcer looked surprised at first before turning the microphone back on. ''It appears there have been several withdrawls from Division 5. All of the the remaining fighters have stepped out the division, meaning that since we've the only had two fights so far, Son Gohan will face Gerad in the division 5 final tomorrow evening! Both of these fighters were very impressive in their opening rounds so it should be a fight you won't want to miss!'' Gohan waved once at the audience before walking to the tunnel. As he entered it he let out a sigh as he began walking back to the fighters area. ''How boring . . . '' he said to himself, '' at least my opponent in the top 16 should be a challenge. I sense Bardock here, and Trunks is in the tournament too . . . I hope I don't end up with one of them as my next opponent. I'd like to at least make it into the top 8. First I gotta take care of this Gerad guy though . . . I certainly hope he'll have a punch that at least tickles.'' He suddenly remembered that Videl was in the tournament. Oh no, I probably missed her first match . . . he thought to himself. As he reached the warm-up area for the arena he had just fought in he saw a tournament bracket on the wall. Not only did it have the names of the combatants, but it had pictures of each one under their names. He looked at the list to find that Videl had beaten a guy buy the name of Vincent in the first round. As he looked closer at the picture, his jaw dropped to the ground as he recognized him as the guy he had seen being carried out on the stretcher. ''Woah! Videl did that to him!?!?!?'' He closed his mouth and grinned. ''Well I guess I'm not that surprised. I'll have to make it to her match tomorrow to see how strong she's gotten since the last time we met. But first I need to get some food!'' Gohan put a hand on his stomach as it growled, and he saw a sign next to the tournament bracket pointing toward a large building. Gohan made his way over to eat before getting an early night's sleep. He had seen that Trunks had a match at 9AM and wanted to try and make it to watch it before heading toward Videl's match-up with Vegeta Jr. Gohan grinned as he got closer to the entrance of the food building as he thought about what a surprise Vegeta Jr would be in for when he realized Videl was no ordinary girl. With that Gohan entered the food hall and prepared to eat a gigantic meal in preparations for his finals match the next day. |
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| ken | Dec 12 2006, 08:17 PM Post #38 |
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Challenge... 5 AM Kizaku's eyes opened slowly but surely. He then sat up. Trunks was halfway out of the sheets, snoring loudly. He was fast asleep. Kizaku, couldn't sleep a second more. He was tempted to wake up Trunks but for now he let him sleep. Instead he put on his blue fighting gui, and went outside. He slowly closed the door so as not to wake up Trunks. He started off toward the arena where he would fight in the semi finals. His opponent was a guy named simply named X. A person like that couldn't exactly be an easy fighter. It did worry him. So far I've done ok! Nobody has beaten me up too badly at all. Trunks thinks I'm going to make it into the top 16. I hope he's right. As he walked to the arena he saw all the other early rising fighters conditioning themselves for the fights ahead. Most of the fighters were already eliminated from the tournament. So now it was the best of them fighting to get into the top 16. Could he really do it? Could Kizaku make it to the top 16? Even if he did, what awaited him there? He reached building 16. He was standing there looking at the arena. "It's a great acheivement, a kid like you gettin this far." spoke a voice. Kizaku turned with a start. He saw a figure in the shadow of a corner of the arena room. "Who..." "You're doing pretty good for yourself here, Zachariah Peterson! Or should I say..." The figure stepped out of the shadows. He had shoulder length blonde hair. His gui outfit was red. Bushy eyebrows, brown eyes, a focused steely expression described the appearance. "Kizaku." He finished. Kizaku took his stance and went into defense position immediately. The figure looked at him and laughed. "Why waste your time doin that? If we fight now we'd both be disqualified. Don't worry! You'll taste my fists soon enough, Kizaku. When we meet in the ring in 3 hours!" "How did you...?" "Know your name? I listened to your friend shouting out to you during your fights! Since the other fighters were not named Kizaku, I figured the name must belong to you! You faked your name because you were afraid of being known as the loser who got bumped out of the tournament. It's ok! Shame is easy to hide, but much more difficult to take away. My guess is when I bump you off of this thing in three hours shame is all you'll have left because you know you came all this way for nothing." Kizaku growled at him as he inched forward. Just before he could blink, the figure was behind him. "Angry? What are you going to do about it! Certainly not try to hit me now, right?" "Three hours! You must be X!" Kizaku responded. "Perceptive for a little brat aren't you? I think I understand how you're able to perform the feats you did in your last few fights. But your blue mage ability won't save you from my furious attacks! How will copy moves you can't see coming?" Kizaku blinked and X's fist was directly in his face. Kizaku shivered in fear. "Scared? You should be! But don't worry. When the match begins you won't need to be scared for too long! I'm gonna send you outta the ring in the first few moments. So don't concern yourself with top 16 any longer. Your winning streak just came to an end!" X spoke this and was gone from the room, leaving Kizaku shaken and terrified. Oh man! What is he? It's over! That's it! No way in heck can I beat someone that fast! It's all over for me! Kizaku went running from the building back towards the room. Only one thing to do! I got to forfeit this match or else I'm gonna get it big time from that guy! "How pitiful! To think that after such a great spectacle of fighting skill, you would be so easily detered from the win by such idle threats." spoke another voice. Kizaku stopped and looked around. His eyes then noticed a shadow above him. He turned and looked up. Standing on top of slanted edge of the roof of the building in front of him was yet another fighter. His hair was spiky and light blue, matching ice blue eye and eye brows. He was dressed in a white cape, and white fighting gui. The fighter dropped down in front of him. Kizaku stepped back. "Zachariah Peterson is it? Don't tell me you're going to let X scare you out of the fight." "Who are you?" "The name's Zero! My cool composure, techniques and focused stare have earned me the title of Zero. And I wouldn't think of having such a promising fighter forfeit his next match because of little intimidation! In fact after watching your fights, I hoped to face off against you!" Kizaku looked at the fighter, their eyes locking. In his eyes it was different. He found it easy to relax, to regain composure, to focus again. "You can't back out of the tournament like that! A true fighter would stand ground till he defeat or victory were certain. His little show back there doesn't prove anything other than that he needs to intimidate his opponents to win victory over them. Your little friend seems to have a lot of confidence in you. Backing away now would disappoint him. Do you want that?" Kizaku shook his head. He couldnt find it in him to speak for some reason. It was fine however. Zero knelt down in front of Kizaku and placed a hand on his shoulder. He then gave a grin to the boy. "In three hours your match with X begins! I expect to see you show up. And I expect to see you give it all you got! I'd like to face you in the finals." Zero then stood up and turned around. "Ok Kizaku! See you in three hours!" Zero then proceeded to walk away, his cape fluttering against the wind as he did. Kizaku just stared at him as he walked away. The decision was up to him. Kizaku looked down at his right hand, the words of Zero echoing in his head. It was suddenly after this, his eyes narrowed, and the right hand became a tight right fist. |
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| ken | Dec 13 2006, 03:09 PM Post #39 |
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Trunks was just waking up when Kizaku came into the room. The sound of the door opening and closing caused him to wake up quicker. He opened his eyes to see Kizaku standing at the door. Trunks took a moment to scratch his head. "Kizaku, where are you coming from?" Trunks asked. "Oh, I just took a walk." Kizaku answered. Trunks shrugged and hopped out of bed. He gave a loud yawn before heading straight for the shower. "Well today begins the semi finals of the prelim rounds! You must be excited getting this far." Kizaku sighed and sat down on the bed. "Yeah, really excited." Kizaku said. "What's with the tone? You ok?" Kizaku looked at Trunks and then shook his head quickly. Then a smile would come upon his face. "Yeah, I'm fine! Just sorta nervous!" Trunks looked at Kizaku with an annoyed expression. "You been nervous the entire tournament through. But you're doing just fine! Quit being a baby!" Kizaku just sighed. Not too long from that, the boys were looking at the bracket screens outside near the tournament arenas. "Aww! My semi final match is second! I wanna fight now." Trunks said. Looks like that Ryoken guy is fighting in the first semi final match of my division. So I guess if he wins I'll be facing him in the finals. Trunks looked over at his bracket. Trunks vs Stryker it said. He looked over to Kizaku who seemed upset. "What's with you?" Trunks asked. "Eh, my semi final match for my division happens first. I'm facing off against some guy named X." Kizaku responded. "X huh? Well you should be ok! Just don't hold back and stay relaxed! You'll be ok and even if you lose it's no big deal. You came much farther than you thought you would." Trunks attention was drawn away when Ryoken appeared next to him, looking at the bracket screens. Ryoken then looked down at Trunks with a frown. "Unfortunately it looks like I will not be your opponent this round! But should you make it to the finals I'm sure I'll see you then." Ryoken said. "Yeah! Good luck in your match, Ryoken!" Trunks responded. "Same to you, Trunks!" Ryoken proceeded to walk away. It was 8 am. The fights would start at 9am. That gave everybody an hour to prepare. Trunks turned to Kizaku. "Let's do some warm up exercises before the fights start. I'll come watch your fight when it starts." "Sure!" Kizaku followed off with Trunks. Hopefully the next hour would pass by slowly. Kizaku didn't really want to face off against X. |
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| veryold17 | Dec 13 2006, 05:57 PM Post #40 |
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::Hopefully I'm not too late:: Bardock flew toward the beast as he unleashed a hurricane of punches but the creature swatted the fists away as if he were swatting flies. Grinning an eerie grin the creature then headbutted the saiyan drawing blood from his mouth. Bardock was then launched into the air as the creature swung it's gigantic foot into his back. Bardock was sent spiraling into the great blue when the creature dissappeared and reappeared above the saiyan. It brought it's hands above it's head in an attempted hammerblow, it swung it's gigantic arms down only to meet a faded after image of Bardock. Looking around it suddenly caught the saiyan charging up an energy attack in his cupped hands, "HAAA!!" screamed Bardock as he unleashed his ki attack. The creature spun in the air and rebounded the energy blast with a kick, Bardock was left to swat the blast away causing it to explode causing a crater in the already embattled stands. The creature was already upon Bardock before the blast even hit and they began exchanging rapid blows but it was the saiyan who was being pushed back from the onslaught. What's the deal? The air is my best area of fighting! cursed Bardock as he swung his foot only to have it caught and then twisted. Spinning Bardock landed on the ground on all fours as the creature slammed it's knee into the upside down saiyan. Bardock gagged as he was sent into the stands this time. The creature roared in delight as it began hailing a energy dan upon the area of where the saiyan rested. The bubble of collecting energy formed at the place as the creature rose into the air still firing off it's energy. It then finished as the bubble had reached maximum then it powered up a huge ball of energy and flung it into the mass of energy. A massive explosion rocked the area as the creature stood above the dust laughing in glee. Suddenly the dust blew away as Bardock stood in the middle of the destroyed rubble, his clothes were tattered but he had managed to stay away from the worse of the explosion using his maneuvers technique. The creature scowled seeing that his prey was not so easily vanquished. The beast then disappeared and reappeared beside Bardock throwing a knee toward his right temple, but Bardock caught the knee with his hand and then powering up unleashed a power blast that ripped the creature's lower leg from it's knee. "GWARRG! roared the beast as it leapt backwards on one leg as Bardock suddenly began to glow a strange golden power. He suddenly seemed to burst into flames as his hair changed yellow and his eyes green. "It...it can't be!" said the puppeter, Death, as he watched the battle from his dark world. "He's a super saiyan now!?" The creature roared as it charged the saiyan firing an energy blast as it did so but now the saiyan was through playing games. He used his reversal ability and fired a destructo disk which cut through the Beast's energy sending the two halfs spirialing off to the side, the bladed disk cut through the monster's arm splitting it in half. The creature roared in pain when Bardock disappeared, reappearing he did a power knee lift sending the howling monster into the sky. "MASENKO-HAAA!" roared Bardock as he blasted upwards at the creature, the Beast turned around flinging out it's hands to stop the blast but it's damaged arm was dissolved away from the energy. Still it clung onto the blast hoping to stall it enough that it could push away from it. "NOW!" roared Bardock pushing more energy into the technique the blast exploded and the creature was engulfed by the ki. Roaring in failure the Beast was dissolved into ashes and the souls he had swallowed were sent into the afterlife. Bardock stood alone on the stadium floor as he powered down from super saiyan. Gripping his fists he slammed one through the stadium's marble arena. "Winner, Bardock," came the announcement from a much beligured referee, from outside of the arena he had spent the entire time in the building watching the whole fight. "What good is it that I won when all these people died," asked Bardock to no one. The saiyan leapt down from the arena and walked away, as he did so one of the officials stopped him. "We were planning on letting two people go on to the top 16 round from your division but since everyone left or is well...dead, we decided to advance you by forfit." The official handed over the ticket to Bardock who took it and sighed. He couldn't have saved those people but he might as well try his best in the tournament ahead. Walking away the saiyan spoke back to the ref, "Take care of my sword." 6:00 am of the next day Bardock stood with his back to the wall as he watched the people fill into the stands, he did not bother to join with the other fighters in the weight room because he just didn't see the point. He felt a little strange without the pressing weight of his Avalon sword on his back, he had gotten used to the cleaver's feel and now he felt bare without it. Nonetheless, he felt quite strong since yesterday, and he had found something which he thought was impossible...he had mastered it. He was now able to control the power that was a super saiyan and he had never felt stronger. Smiling Bardock cracked his knuckles, this should be fun, thought the saiyan. Still...Bardock looked toward the roster at some of the names and his eyes focused on Trunks, it would be very interesting to see how the kid progressed. But he supposed he could wait until after the prelims to find out. 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| notkasume | Dec 14 2006, 02:19 PM Post #41 |
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[align=center]Tournament: Day 2![/align] "Welcome back everybody to another day of the 25th Tenkaichi Budokai! There's been some great fights since the start and everything is moving right along! All the divisions have advanced to their final/semi final round! We will be starting the matches very shortly! So all fighters still participating must be ready in their division building!" Videl had suited up! Her fingerless gloves were adjusted to comfort. Her shorts had been placed on comfortable. Her shirt was tucked. Her hair was tied back into a bun, and eyes of determination were fixed on her bracket board. She thrust a fist at the air then proceeded to stare ahead. Well, this is it! Today I face Vegeta Jr for position in the finals! Hope you're ready! I'm goin for the win. "Videl! Hey Videl!" Shouted some familiar voices. Videl turned only to give friendly expressions to Erasa and Sharpner who were headed her way. She jogged over to them. "Haha! Hey you guys! I was beginning to wonder about you!" Videl responded. "Did you think we'd not show up? No chance, Videl!" Erasa spoke. "Yeah! Unfortunately they wouldn't let us through to watch the prelims. But they did show case them on TV cameras! So we got to see you anyway!" Sharpner explained. Videl gave a surprised expression! "Really?" "Yeah! All the matches are being televised throughout the island! We got to see you put the moves on those wimps they call fighters!" Sharpner said. "We're looking forward to seeing you go all the way! We're behind you 100%!" Erasa spoke. "Awesome! Thanks guys! I promise not to let you down!" Videl said. "You go girl!" Erasa shouted. "Gotcha! Now I have to get going! My next match starts in 10 minutes!" Videl then stated. "Well we're coming too! I want a ring side seat of the action!" Sharpner said. "But, how did you get back here in the first place?" Videl asked. Sharpner gave a cocky smile and chuckled. "Please! You didn't think I'd let a couple of security goons keep me from seeing you in action did you?" Videl, Sharpner, and Erasa put their fists at the center of their triangle and grinned at each other. "Team Orange Star is gonna walk away from this tournament with Videl as the champ!" Sharpner shouted. "I heard that! Now go to it Videl! Take down your next opponent!" Erasa spoke. Videl gave a nod and a chuckle just before the three of them went sprinting for the division 15 building, Videl leading of course. Moments later... "And here we are again folks! Tournament day 2! We shall be proceeding with the preliminaries! We are now at the semi-final rounds! SOOOOOOO! LET'S GET READY RRUUUUUMMMMMBLE!!!!!!!!!!" Of course that was just what everybody in the room wanted to hear so the shouts came shortly after that. The ref had the microphone in his hand. He cleared his throat. "In the ring first we have an all around favorite! The daughter of Mr Satan, the one...the only...give it up for VIDEL!!!!!!" Videl stood upright in the ring, arms folded, expression determination fixiated on her face. The crowd knew who she was, as did her friends. The shouts came loud and clear and of course those watching on her on the TVs were cheering loudly as well. The island was definitely the place to be today. "Now then we have her opponent, a little tyke who has also done amazingly well to come this far. We have, Vegeta Jr!" Videl awaited the appearance of her opponent to step into the ring. It would only be a few minutes before a short kid with black spiky style hair wearing white fingerless gloves. He wore a blue fitted shirt and matching blue shorts with white shoes. Videl glanced at the boy. He seemed poised for action. "I have to fight a girl?" He spoke. Videl gave an angry expression to his words and got in stance. "I'm not just a girl! So get ready to throw down!" Videl answered. Vegeta Jr. got into stance as the crowd chanted for the fight to begin. Videl and Vegeta Jr stared at each other eye to eye. The ref jumped off of the arena floor and then proceed to wave the green flag. "BEGIN!!!" Vegeta Jr and Videl took off running toward each other. The tension built as they closed in on each other. Then suddenly they lunged at each other. Videl throwing a punch for Vegeta Jr's face, a kick being thrown by Vegeta Jr for Videl's face. |
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| notkasume | Dec 14 2006, 08:22 PM Post #42 |
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"HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!" screamed the two fighters as they drew closer and closer to each other. Videl had the punch aimed for Vegeta Jr's face. Vegeta Jr had the kick aimed for the side of her head. Their attacks collided with each other's forearms. That was the start of the match, the two furiously punching and kicking at each other in midair at swift speed as they hovered above the arena floor. Videl went for a straight punch which was blocked by Vegeta Jr's forearm. He went for a kick that was blocked by her forearm. They both went for a cross punch resulting in their arms clashing hard. The two started to rotate as their punches and kicks flew at each other rather furiously, the sounds combat filling the arena room along with the sounds of awe and cheering. Again they went for a power straight punch resulting in their fists clashing. Then came an attempt to knee strike causing their knees to collide. From there the two flipped back furiously, both touching the opposite edges of the arena floor at the same time, then quickly rushing off into each. Vegeta Jr went for a hand chop. Videl blocked it with her wrist. She went for a straight punch again. Vegeta Jr blocked it with his own fist. The furious trade off continued until Videl was able to get a punch straight through to Vegeta Jr's face which sent him sliding backwards. Then Vegeta Jr recovered and launched a ki ball. Videl side dodged it and launched one back. Vegeta Jr jumped to the side then vanished. He appeared behind Videl and took a swing at her back. Videl vanished as well and came through with a power slam to the back of Vegeta Jr's head. Vegeta Jr caught the ground with hands and feet and stood up staggering backwards with a hand on the back of his head. Videl was relentless however and continued her assualt, rushing at Vegeta Jr. Vegeta Jr's eyes widened seeing her coming in fast and quickly blasted the ground to vault. She stopped and looked at his rising form. Videl lunged straight after him. "Wow! She's really awesome!" Erasa exclaimed. "Yeah, that poor kid doesn't know what he's getting himself into." Sharpner responded. Videl quickly reached Vegeta Jr. She spun for a kick. Vegeta Jr did the same, causing their ankles to lock. Videl went to swing around and caught a punch from Vegeta Jr at the same time Vegeta Jr caught a punch to the face from Videl. However she was the one to quickly recover from that first and took hold of his arm. She spun him around once and sent him for a hurtling drop toward the arena floor. Vegeta Jr was able to catch the floor with both hands before pushing off into a back flip then spinning wildly in the air before landing on the ground, a hand rubbing his jaw. Videl landed on the ground and paused, a hand on her hip. The crowd went wild after that. "WHAT AN AMAZING START! These two fighters just gave us an explosive start to the fight and it looks like neither of them are wearing down yet! This could be a really good match folks!" Vegeta Jr had a grin on his face as Videl would face him completely. "So you can hit hard! Not bad! But I'm not gonna fall that easily!" Vegeta Jr said. "I didn't expect you to! Everyone else has! I'd like one challenge before I make it into the top 16." Videl responded. "You seem sure you're gonna win!" Vegeta Jr said. "That's cause I am!" Videl responded. Vegeta Jr went back into his stance! Videl immediately took hers and the crowd cheered on knowing the battle would start again soon. Both fighters stared each other eye to eye, grins on their faces. Vegeta Jr tightned his fists and then the grin disappeared, as did Videl's. "Ok, girl! Round two!" |
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| veryold17 | Dec 15 2006, 03:55 PM Post #43 |
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Bardock sauntered up to the stands of one of the other divisions, he was bored with just sitting around doing nothing while the prelminaries were finishing up. As he came up into the stands he caught a few of the whisperings, "...what a fight..." "Well she is the champ's daughter after all," "Back in my day we had real fights not these wussy kids vs girls thing." Shaking his head at the geezer's obviously stupid comment Bardock watched the fight below. Though Bardock had no ability to sense his opponent's strength he was so used to battles that he could almost see the whole fight play out in his mind just after seeing the first blows. Bardock watched as the girl and the boy go at it their blows echoing off the stadium walls, their forms were good but nothing Bardock hadn't seen before. However, the girl seemed to have more experience than the kid, her form spoke of confidence boardering on the arrogant. The kid was a little unsure as if he was thrown off by the strength of the girl, but it was what Bardock saw next that caused him to grit his teeth in frustration. There was a volly of energy that struck the sides of the stands causing holes to appear in the area around them. Then the two took to the air, watch it! thought the saiyan. Had those blasts been any higher they could have injured the crowd. But it was just ignored by and large by the crowd itself. Even the battle taking place in mid-air seemed to not draw as much attention as the saiyan expected. Still from the battle in the air even Bardock could see that it wouldn't last too long and that eventually the battle would be over and the girl would take the lead. After all, after the small kid landed on the arena tile he stood up as the girl landed. While both fighters had started off in the middle of the ring the boy was now closer to the edge whereas the girl had gained area. Obviously the kid was being pushed back and it wouldn't be too long before he was out. Stretching Bardock headed over to another area, as he pushed his way through the crowd one of the guys asked him, "Hey buddy ain't you going to watch the fight?" "I know how it ends," said Bardock abruptly as he finally made his way out of the stands. He walked over to the arena chart showing the location of the different areas he saw the various fights and to his great surprise he saw that Trunks was up for another fight. It had been awhile since Bardock had come into contact with his younger alliance leader and the saiyan was mildly interested in how far the kid had progressed. He had showed some progress on Avalon and Bardock was interested in pushing the kid to see if he could make a decent rival out of him. Bardock headed out to the ring to see the match unfold. |
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| Gohan | Dec 15 2006, 05:05 PM Post #44 |
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Gohan woke up to look at his clock and see that he had slept all the way until 8:55 AM. "Oh no! I'm gonna miss Videl's fight if I don't hurry!" The young saiyan leaped out of his bed and threw on his purple fighting gui that piccolo had given to him a few years ago before the cell games. He always put on this outfit for important battles since it always seemed to bring him good luck. Gohan grabbed the fruit basket that was left at the foot of his bed and quickly swallowed all of the fruit, almost choking on the stems of the apples in it before hitting himself on the chest, sending the two apple cores flying out his window to strike some unsuspecting bystander below. Ready to go, Gohan leaped out of the window of the room he was staying in for the tournament and flew over to the division 15 ring as fast as he could. He came to a landing outside the entrance to the tournament participant observation deck, speeding to the edge of the balcony and knocking over some fighters on the way before coming to a stop at the railing. He had come just in time to see Videl and Vegeta Jr. rush toward each other and begin exchanging a furious volley of punches and kicks. I made it! Wow, Videl looks a lot faster since I last saw her, and a lot stronger as well he thought to himself as he watched the two fighters take to the sky. Gohan watched with apprehension. It was great to see Videl fighting again. Gohan felt a little bit of concern when he saw a few ki balls hit the wall surrounding the arena. Hey now, Videl you can't let anyone get hurt. Don't get too reckless or something might happen on accident, he thought to himself as he continued to watch the fight. It appeared Videl had the slight upperhand, but it was too early to tell what would happen in the end. Gohan could do nothing but stand there and watch as the fighters returned to the ground. Impressive he noted as the battle came to a pause, the who fighters squaring off again. He thought about cheering for Videl but felt she might get distracted, so decided he would wait until after his final later that night to see her. "Ok girl, Round 2!'' |
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| fredster | Dec 17 2006, 02:22 PM Post #45 |
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Krillin watched on as a small war raged between Videl and Vegeta Jr. After a few minutes, he realised that this was gonna be a long fight and everyone knows what a long fight needs. Snacks!! He walked out of the arena looking for one of the small refreshment stands, that surrounded the entrances. After a few minutes of aimless walking, he managed to battle his way through the crowds towards a stand. If they're all here to see the fight, I'll never get my seat back, thought Krillin. He had started to make an extra large lemonade from a self-service vendor when he realised that he didn't know how much money he had. He rooted through his pockets and found 50 Zeni; enough to buy the drink. WHAT!!!, thought Krillin. That Body Thief must have used up the 1000 zeni I'd been saving!!!. Krillin was incredibly annoyed, as he had had his eyes on a jumbo size hot dog to go with the drink. After spending his remaining zeni, Krillin battled his way through the crowds trying to get back to his seat. When he finally got there, he found that it had been taken by an incredibly obese man. "Excuse me", said Krillin. "That's my seat". "I don't see your name on it, Pal!", replied the man. He was incredibly obnoxious. "I went to get a drink and I'm not in a good mood!", hoping the man would move. The fat man did nothing. "SO MOVE!!!!", screamed Krillin, as he picked the man up with his left hand and chucked him across the arena. He nearly hit Vegeta Jr in the head before colliding with a wall. Knock Out!! As everyone, including the competitors, turned to to look what had flown across the arena at Mach 4 speed, the speaker read out an announcement. "May we remind the audience that the throwing of objects or people at the competitors will result in them being thrown out and banned. Thank You!!" Krillin sat down and continued to watch the match. It was starting to heat up... |
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| ken | Dec 18 2006, 02:49 PM Post #46 |
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Kizaku and Trunks were doing warm ups for their matches. Trunks was interested in seeing Kizaku fight with this X character. He didn't seem like some kinda moronic fighter at all. Neither did his own opponent, Stryker. But he'd find out soon enough who Stryker was. Trunks looked at Kizaku, who seemed to be sweating an awful lot. "Dude you look scared! What's up?" Trunks asked. "I'm nervous about this fight!" Kizaku responded. "What are you nervous about? You bested the competition so far! All you got to do is stay focused and calm. You'll be fine!" Trunks then gazed up at the board to see that Ryoken's fight was already over. His eyes widened knowing his fight was next. "Wow, that was quicker than I thought!" Kizaku turned to him. "What was?" "I have to go! I'm up for my next fight!" Kizaku gasped in fear and dove at Trunks' feet, wrapping his arms around his leg. "You can't go! I need you to cheer me on!" Trunks tried to pull his leg free from Kizaku's grip. He grew annoyed. "Kizaku! If I don't show up for my match I'll be disqualified! I have to go!" He pulled free of Kizaku's grip and started to walk away. Kizaku got to his feet and followed him. "But I'm scared!" Kizaku whimpered. Trunks turned around and stared at him angrily. "Listen Kizaku! For the last time...you will be fine! What we dealt with on Avalon is much worst than this! You can handle whatever is waiting for you in the ring! Just go in there and give it your best shot and stay focused! Watch your opponent's moves!" Kizaku just nodded. He still seemed nervous. Trunks gave a concerned expression and sighed. "Fine! I'll finish off my opponent quick! Then I can come back in time to see you! How's that?" "Alright!" Kizaku responded. He then headed off to the appointed arena. There X stood leaned against a wall with what fighters had stuck around to watch the next match. The referee stepped onto the arena with his microphone in hand. He looked at the crowd around him. To his blind side, Zero stood awaiting the match's beginning. "Well now! We're coming down to the wire aren't we! The first semi final match will begin now! We have two great fighters for you! The first of them is the remarkable 8 year old boy Zachariah Peterson! Let's hear it for the young amazing fighter!" X opened his eyes awaiting for Kizaku to step upon the arena floor. He wouldn't have to wait long. Kizaku had just arrived in time to hear his name. Kizaku's eyes met with that of X's. X gave an evil grin while Kizaku just stared. I'm not going to let him scare me! I'll fight! Kizaku thought. Kizaku slowly made his way toward the ring, eyes leaving the sight of X and suddenly coming in contact with Zero in the far corner once he was standing still at the arena's center floor. Kizaku looked at him, slightly nervous. Zero's expression was focused and calm. He had his arms folded and back leaned against the wall, a leg crossed over the other. Zero gave him a nod. "Next, we have the mysterious fighter who merely calls himself X fighting against our young prodigy!" X immediately gave a high jump getting above the ring. All eyes but Kizaku's were on him as he hovered in the air, his body curled into a ball as he flipped in midair rather wildly. Kizaku still chose not to look at him. X then stopped spinning and had his arms stretched out, legs the same way and now staring down at the boy from above. He gave a smirk just before he started to drop. He started to move his body in a circle as he descended. Eventually he'd spin like a top just before one foot would touch the ground, the other foot still raised off of the ground. He waited for his hair to fall back into place and his weight to stop shifting before he stood upon the ground with both feet on it. The crowd awed at his display of balance and body control. Kizaku turned around as the referee was coming off of the arena floor. He had his head down, hair over his eyes, shadowing them from X's visibility. "Are you done showing off?" Kizaku merely asked. "Shut up ya little snot! I'm just giving these people a show. Because when this fight starts, they wont have the chance to see me knock you out of this ring." Kizaku kept his head down, but his fists were tighter than a well packaged christmas gift. The ref waved the green flag. "FIGHTERS BEGIN!" X took a crouching stance. It was then that a strong breeze would blow across the arena, tossing Kizaku's hair back. At first he stood against the breeze easily. X then got a look at his eyes. They were completely focused on X though his head was slightly down. He knew that Kizaku could see X clearly. But that didn't matter. X vanished as Kizaku would have expected. Kizaku gave a scowl as he then turned his head to the left. It was at that time a kick came into his backside. Kizaku went flying toward the ring's edge. But Kizaku turned his body in cartwheel like fashion and skidded his hands across the ground. His feet were then brought to the ground to cause more friction and stop way before he reached the edge. But no sooner had he stood up was he being kicked again in the back and being sent flying forward. Kizaku then found himself the victim of another invisible kick to the stomach, causing his mouth to open wide, spit coming out of it, eyes widened in agony from the sudden collision. Then X appeared, his leg extended sideways and Kizaku's gut against it. He merely stuck it out and waited for Kizaku to crash into it. X gave a grin just before turning around furiously and slamming his fist into Kizaku's nose causing him to fall back in what seemed to be a slow motion scenario, his hair now fluttering forward, his eyes closed and hands fluttering freely in front of him. "Uh..!" Zero muttered as his eyes widened. The crowd was surprised as worried as well. Their worries would only be supported when Kizaku smacked the ground with his back hard, his fluttering hair now dropped over his most of his face and shadowing his eyes. "OOOH! WHAT HIT! AND IT LOOKS LIKE ZACHARIAH IS OUT COLD!" The crowd gasped as X appeared now standing with his back turned to Kizaku, arms folded. The ref started the countdown. "Get up kid..." Zero spoke under his breath. Meanwhile, in division 13, Stryker vs Trunks was well underway. But when Trunks sidestepped the fighter and gave him a kick, he instantly fell out of the ring. "Ring out! Trunks advances to the final round!" The ref spoke. Trunks didn't wait for the crowd appease. He hopped out of the ring and went toward the exit. "Kizaku..." He said under his breath. Ryoken stopped him by standing in front of the exit. He had a grin on his face. Trunks just looked at him with an impatient expression. "I will see you in the final round Trunks! I look forward to our battle." Ryoken responded. "Sounds great! I gotta go though. My friend is fighting and I want to see his match." Ryoken gave a warm smile and merely nodded. He then stood aside. "I will come to." The two went out of the division building. Fortunately division 16 was only two buildings down. The two fighters scurried across the lot. Hope I didn't miss too much! Trunks thought. He then looked over to Ryoken. He had his arms out, running rather swiftly beside Trunks while Trunks himself was pumping his arms. This gave Trunks something to ponder. But first getting to Kizaku's match was important. They reached the division building 16 and immediately went inside. Trunks heard the sound of counting as he went in. "Four....five...!" Trunks getting his bearings straight once inside would look at the arena. X was standing there with his back turned at the center of the ring. Then what Trunks saw next practically made his jaw drop. Kizaku was laying on the floor motionless, hair over his eyes to shadow them. 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| ken | Dec 18 2006, 04:59 PM Post #47 |
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The crowd was on edge as the ref continued his countdown. Trunks stared in horror at Kizaku's floored body. He went to run into the arena but was stopped by Ryoken. "If you jump in the ring then he automatically loses." Ryoken explained. Trunks looked at Kizaku again in concern. The referee continued his count. "Seven.....eight..." Come on dude! Get up! "Just stop wasting your time. The kid is done for." X spoke. Zero watched Kizaku closely, eyes narrowed. The ref pointed at Kizaku, counting nine. Just before he could bring his finger up into the air again, Kizaku began to show signs of movement. This caused the ref to stop counting. X then turned his head slightly with a scowl. Kizaku slowly began to sit up. This caused the crowd to become surprised. Trunks was on edge. Yeah, that's it! Get up. Kizaku was able to get himself completely sitting up, the dangling hair still shadowed his eyes. X was surprised. Even more so when Kizaku began to stand up on the arena floor. Zero's eyes widened for a moment but then he grinned. Kizaku was now able to fully stand in a matter of moments. The crowd cheered loudly. "Unbelieveable! After a few harsh hits, Zachariah is standing again!" X was now standing there surprised at Kizaku who still had his eyes shadowed by dangling hair. Trunks looked at Kizaku with a bit of a bewildered expression. Kizaku did not put up his guard. He did rub his face however. "You look surprised!" Kizaku spoke. He then lifted his head to stare directly into X's eyes. Kizaku had an angry expression on his face, the look of ferocity in his eyes. X took his stance again. "So you took the hits! I'm impressed! But still, you're not winning this." X stated. "I disagree! I won't let you intimidate me anymore! Let's go!" Kizaku took stance once again, as did X. Now Trunks was actually interested in the fight. The referee hopped off of the stage again to let the match continue. "This time I won't hold back!" X spoke. Kizaku clenched his teeth and tightened his fists even more. X was ready, but so was Kizaku. "Come on, Kizaku! Don't give it up! Don't lose faith! Concentrate!" The strong breeze blew against Kizaku once again. X's eyes widened as his clenched teeth began to show. "ALL RIGHT KID! READY OR NOT! HERE I COME!!!" Kizaku braced up just before X vanished again. Then suddenly Kizaku's head snapped back at the same time being lifted backwards off of the ground. Kizaku spun back and landed on the ground. A kick struck him in the back and caused him to fly forward. Then suddenly he was being knocked into the air. X appeared over Kizaku. Slam! Right into his back! It caused Kizaku to drop again. "Whoa, he's fast!" Trunks exclaimed. "Extremely fast!" But not fast enough! Ryoken thought. Kizaku dropped freely from the air. X appeared in time to grab Kizaku by the leg. Swinging him around he tossed him at high speed. Kizaku crashed into the arena floor by the edge with a harsh collision force. "NO!" Trunks shouted. Kizaku came flying out of the dust for X. He threw a punch. The punch went right through him. Kizaku's eyes widened in surprise. He turned to see the image of X fading away. "Looking for me?" Kizaku heard behind his back. X was behind him. He gave a sinister snicker just before he slammed Kizaku down toward the floor. Kizaku took a harsh drop. His left eye opened and had managed to fixiate itself on X just before he vanished again. He then found that X was behind him once again. A power pound slammed itself into Kizaku's upper back. From here, X proceeded to smack Kizaku around the arena like a pinball. "It seems Kizaku is helpless as his opponent X bounces him around the ring!" "This is bad! Kizaku's done for!" Zero watched the fight closely. He more importantly watched Kizaku. He noticed this time even though he was taking hits, his eyes never closed. Zero's expression changed to a pondering one. X continued to pound Kizaku around the ring by sending him from place to place and meeting him to smack him back. Trunks shook a tightened fist as he watched the fight. Ryoken was also watching but with a calm expression. "Hmm..." X laughed hysterically as he bounced Kizaku from one end of the ring to the next. "Come on kid! What's the matter! I'm too fast for ya! HAHAHAHAHAH!! HRR!" He slammed Kizaku down to the arena floor. He smacked it face first and bounced off of the ground. X proceeded to grab him by the collar immediately after the bounce. "NOW! THIS IS BATTLE END! SEE YA LATER LOSER! HYAH!" X launched Kizaku's body toward the outside of the ring. Kizaku's hair covered his face as he flew toward the outter floor. X watched with an evil grin. "Heh I win!" X quipped. But his expression would turn to surprise when Kizaku's body exploded with a poof of smoke. Trunks/Ryoken/Zero all did the same expression. The crowd gasped in surprise as well. "What the...?" "Hey bully! You lookin for me?" X turned around to the sound of the voice. Kizaku, just a bit outside of beaten up a little bit was standing with his arms folded at the far corner of the ring. All eyes met with Kizaku's form. Even Zero was surprised. "What!? But how!?" Trunks' eyes widened as he came to realization. Seeing the form of Kizaku explode with a poof of smoke made him deduce one thing. Deca Form! Kizaku was standing there with a image of Trunks, arms folded next to him. "You were too busy releasing all out attacks that you didn't notice something." Kizaku explained. He flashed back to when he tried to hit X and went through his after image. "After I went through your after image you struck me in the back. Then you proceeded to send me dropping to the ring floor. On the way down I had managed to catch a good look at you before you vanished again and proceeded to bounce me around the ring. By then I had already managed to do what I needed to be done. So just before you appeared again to commense the pounding, I used a technique to split myself into two forms. The person you were beating around was actually my clone, projected to distract you, while I watched your every movement from this here corner. You failed to stop the thing you tried so desperately to do. You failed to stop me from seeing you!" Trunks' image faded from next to Kizaku as he looked up at him. X was now staring in fear. "But if you been there this entire time then that means that...that..." "That's right..." Kizaku spoke with a grin. He then gave an angry expression as he clenches his teeth and fists again. "I...saw your skill!" Kizaku responded. "No..." X spoke. "Wow...." Kizaku raised his fist up to X. "And now that I've seen your technique...you're about to get a round two you're never gonna forget!" Kizaku responded. X was in fear, Zero and Ryoken were impressed. Trunks was amazed! The crowd pretty much was speechless. Kizaku was piping furious. "I told you I wasn't going to let you intimidate me anymore. Round two begins! And this time it gets tougher for you! So get ready..." Kizaku then pointed at X from the ground. "I'm about to change your life!" |
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| ken | Dec 19 2006, 11:28 PM Post #48 |
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Kizaku stood ready, a finger pointed at X who hovered in the air staring at the angry Kizaku. Trunks watched and waited, stunned by how well Kizaku was performing. Zero sat in his corning, chuckling. "Seems your plan failed, X. Kizaku saw you after all. Now you're going to have a real fight on your hands." Zero spoke. X sat there growling at Kizaku. He may have seen my moves but he needs a lot more than moves to beat me! X dropped down to the ground and took his stance. Kizaku jumped from the corner to the near center of the ring and took his stance. His focused expression was fixed on X. X vanished instantly. Immediately Kizaku jumped aside, avoiding a side kick at his lower back side. But he jumped right into a furious assualt by X. X met him at the end of the jump and started throwing punches furiously at the boy. Kizaku put up a good defense against the punches, guiding them away from his face with his forearms. He was then tripped. Kizaku caught the ground with his hand and pushed away. X stayed on him throwing punches furiously. Kizaku was barely dodging the punches. When X pulled back for power and thrust again Kizaku vanished from sight. X was surprised and upset by this. Kizaku was behind him. Kizaku threw a flying kick to X's back. X vanished from sight again and appeared behind Kizaku. Kizaku turned around and vanished before a power pound could touch him. He appeared for a kick to the side of X's head. X vanished from sight and came down for an axe kick. Kizaku vanished then X vanished with him. The two fighters disappeared and reappeared all around the ring, causing the crowd to be stunned. Kizaku appeared on the center of the ring. X behind him. Kizaku took off into a sprint with X behind him. X caught up to him and tried to grab him but Kizaku disappeared. "Even with the new technique, Kizaku can't seem to catch X. He's still too fast." "You're wrong. X has mastered the technique while Kizaku is just mirroring it. He's just using it better. Kizaku's speed is indefinitely higher or else he would not have been able to lead the fight up to this moment." "What?" "Kizaku could have attacked while X was preoccupied with the clone. But instead he chose to watch and wait until the clone had been completely defeated. He didn't do that just to learn X's technique. There's another reason. Watch and you'll see soon." Ryoken responded. The two fighters continued to vanish and reappear until finally they reappeared at the center of the ring. Kizaku's arms were folded and he was standing up straight while X was in stance. Kizaku looked at X's expression before he slipped into stance once again. I'm not about to lose to this kid. X vanished from sight and appeared behind Kizaku once more. Kizaku turned around to see him. X at that time was throwing a punch for Kizaku's form. Kizaku stepped backward just before the fist collided...and went through him. X's eyes widened in surprise. There a fizzing image of Kizaku now in front of him slowly fading away. "Your tricks won't work on me anymore. Don't you see that?" X turned to the left to see Kizaku standing there just several feet away. "I'm beginning to understand. You're not really all that fast! You just been using speed tricks with what speed you do have. Tricks you knew I couldn't use. But had you been smart you would not have bothered to show me. But it's too late for that! I see the true extent of your abilities and not only are they not what they appear to be...but if I didn't know better I'd say you exhausted a lot more energy on my clone than you wanted me to believe." "We'll see about that!" X vanished from sight, Kizaku doing the same. X reappeared in midair. Kizaku did as well but on X's left...and his right! The two forms of Kizaku proceeded to pounce X and drive him down toward the arena floor. X landed with a crash as Kizaku, now a single entity bounced back. He got to his feet and lunged again into X as he was getting up. Kizaku sent a flaming right cross through to X's face. He followed up with an uppercut to snap his head back. He repeated with the right cross and uppercut combo several times. He then flipped backwards and lunged into X with a flying kick to the gut. X lunged into him with a straight punch. Kizaku could now see X's frustration made him sloppy and jumped away from the punch. "NOW WE END THIS! HAAAAAAH!!!!" Kizaku lunged, going into a wild spin, leg extended. The foot then caught fire. "This is it! The blow that ends the match! FIRE HURRICANE KICK!!!!" Before X knew what happened he was feeling the rapid impact of Kizaku's hurricane kick slashing multiple times across his face. Then with one last mighty kick, X was sent spiraling into the air, the eyes of the crowd, Trunks, Ryoken and Zero widely opened. X continued to spiral and fell out of the ring, head first with a crash. Kizaku landed on the ground after unleashing the fierce attack. He staggered as he tried to regain his balance. The ref was stunned by what had just happened. But needless to say he had to end the match. "The winner by combination ring out and knockout, ZACHARIAH PETERSON!" Trunks immediately hopped into the ring and ran over to Kizaku, who was on his knees. He dropped down to his hands and knees and gave an excited expression to Kizaku. "Dude! Kizaku, that was awesome!" Kizaku was barely able to look at Trunks but he managed a small grin. It was just as they were standing up that Zero would approach along with the ref. "Congratulations Zachariah, you will advance to the finals to face against Zero." Zero then decided to intervene. "Just give him the position in the top 16." Zero spoke. This surprised Trunks and even Kizaku. The referee looked at him. Zero had a smile on his face. "There is no point in our match today! I already know he would be victorious here today. I forfeit my match." Kizaku gasped and looked at him in surprise. "But you said..." Kizaku responded. "Our time to fight will come soon enough! But we will fight on our own terms. I regress from the tournament. But we shall meet sometime after all is said and done here. Good luck in the top 16, my friend." Zero proceeded to walk out of the tournament division building. The referee would stand up and hold his microphone to his mouth. "It seems that Kizaku's next opponent has forfeited his match! So therefore the winner of the Division 16 preliminary rounds is Zachariah Peterson!" Kizaku looked to Trunks with an undecided expression. I made it to the top 16. I didn't think I could do it but...I did! Kizaku made it in the top 16! Now I have to get myself there. I kind of wonder how well he'd do against me. The two boys hopped out of the arena shortly after that. Ryoken was waiting for Trunks when they did. He had his arms folded, standing firm in front of him. Trunks could see the energy burning around Ryoken's body. Their match was due to start anytime now. "Your friend's opponent may have forfeited against him, but I do not intend to do such a thing against you, Trunks! I will see you in the ring." Trunks locked eyes with Ryoken. Trunks could not put his finger on it, but the figure, Ryoken, was extremely familiar to him. He felt as if they had met before. With their fight for the position in the top 16 at hand, Trunks was sure this would be more than just a martial arts match. |
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| veryold17 | Dec 20 2006, 01:38 AM Post #49 |
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Bardock had gotten lost in the crowded arenas looking for Trunks' fight as he scanned around the area gritting his teeth in frustration he caught an arena out of the corner of his left eye. He saw a flash as a man struck a kid but what caused the saiyan's attention to focus on the scene was the familiarity of the kid. "Kizaku?" asked Bardock to no one but nontheless sprinted toward the arena knocking a few pedestrians out of the way. He made it to the top of the steps just in time to see the child stand back up and it was then that Bardock knew for a fact...it was Kizaku. What's he doing here? thought Bardock as he watched the fight really begin. Kizaku was able to get himself completely sitting up, the dangling hair still shadowed his eyes. X was surprised. Even more so when Kizaku began to stand up on the arena floor. Zero's eyes widened for a moment but then he grinned. Kizaku was now able to fully stand in a matter of moments. The crowd cheered loudly. "Unbelieveable! After a few harsh hits, Zachariah is standing again!" shouted the announcer. X was now standing there surprised at Kizaku who still had his eyes shadowed by dangling hair. Trunks looked at Kizaku with a bit of a bewildered expression. Kizaku did not put up his guard. He did rub his face however. "You look surprised!" Kizaku spoke. He then lifted his head to stare directly into X's eyes. Kizaku had an angry expression on his face, the look of ferocity in his eyes. X took his stance again. "So you took the hits! I'm impressed! But still, you're not winning this." X stated. "I disagree! I won't let you intimidate me anymore! Let's go!" Kizaku took stance once again, as did X. Now Trunks was actually interested in the fight. The referee hopped off of the stage again to let the match continue. "This time I won't hold back!" X spoke. Kizaku clenched his teeth and tightened his fists even more. X was ready, but so was Kizaku. "Zachariah huh? Wonder where he got that," muttered Bardock amused at the situation. "ALL RIGHT KID! READY OR NOT! HERE I COME!!!" Kizaku braced up just before X vanished again. Then suddenly Kizaku's head snapped back at the same time being lifted backwards off of the ground. Kizaku spun back and landed on the ground. A kick struck him in the back and caused him to fly forward. Then suddenly he was being knocked into the air. X appeared over Kizaku. Slam! Right into his back! It caused Kizaku to drop again. Kizaku came flying out of the dust for X. He threw a punch. The punch went right through him. Kizaku's eyes widened in surprise. He turned to see the image of X fading away. "Looking for me?" Kizaku heard behind his back. X was behind him. He gave a sinister snicker just before he slammed Kizaku down toward the floor. Kizaku took a harsh drop. His left eye opened and had managed to fixiate itself on X just before he vanished again. He then found that X was behind him once again. A power pound slammed itself into Kizaku's upper back. From here, X proceeded to smack Kizaku around the arena like a pinball. "It seems Kizaku is helpless as his opponent X bounces him around the ring!" The saiyan was just on edge like everyone else in the stands but the thing that was striking the saiyan right now was the fact that the kid was taking the hits at all. When did Kizaku learn to fight? wondered Bardock. He had never seen Kizaku's abilities before and he was being surprised by the strength of the kid. X laughed hysterically as he bounced Kizaku from one end of the ring to the next. "Come on kid! What's the matter! I'm too fast for ya! HAHAHAHAHAH!! HRR!" He slammed Kizaku down to the arena floor. He smacked it face first and bounced off of the ground. X proceeded to grab him by the collar immediately after the bounce. "NOW! THIS IS BATTLE END! SEE YA LATER LOSER! HYAH!" X launched Kizaku's body toward the outside of the ring. Kizaku's hair covered his face as he flew toward the outter floor. X watched with an evil grin. "Heh I win!" X quipped. But his expression would turn to surprise when Kizaku's body exploded with a poof of smoke. The crowd gasped in surprise. "What the...?" "Hey bully! You lookin for me?" X turned around to the sound of the voice. Kizaku, just a bit outside of beaten up a little bit was standing with his arms folded at the far corner of the ring. All eyes met with Kizaku's form. "What!? But how!?" "Deca form," said Bardock his eyes a little wide, he had seen the technique preformed before by Trunks as well as Bebi and Jeice. Needless to say he was intimately familiar with the technique but while it was a good diversion it led the saiyan to the ultimate question, 'Where the hell did Kizaku pick up Trunks' technique?' His question was soon answered by Kizaku himself. "You were too busy releasing all out attacks that you didn't notice something." Kizaku explained to X. He flashed back to when he tried to hit X and went through his after image. "After I went through your after image you struck me in the back. Then you proceeded to send me dropping to the ring floor. On the way down I had managed to catch a good look at you before you vanished again and proceeded to bounce me around the ring. By then I had already managed to do what I needed to be done. So just before you appeared again to commense the pounding, I used a technique to split myself into two forms. The person you were beating around was actually my clone, projected to distract you, while I watched your every movement from this here corner. You failed to stop the thing you tried so desperately to do. You failed to stop me from seeing you!" Trunks' image faded from next to Kizaku as he looked up at him. X was now staring in fear. "But if you been there this entire time then that means that...that..." "That's right..." Kizaku spoke with a grin. He then gave an angry expression as he clenches his teeth and fists again. "I...saw your skill!" Kizaku responded. "No..." X spoke. "Hmm," said Bardock as it dawned on him, Kizaku must have the ability to copy his opponents moves and use it against them, it's similar to my mimic skill but it's also far and away above it, it takes me time to master the skill but he has the ability to mime the move right off the bat. Needless to say this kid is dangerous if you let the fight drag on too long. Bardock was drawned back from his thoughts as round two of the fight started. Kizaku stood ready, a finger pointed at X who hovered in the air staring at the angry Kizaku. Trunks watched and waited, stunned by how well Kizaku was performing. Zero sat in his corning, chuckling. "Seems your plan failed, X. Kizaku saw you after all. Now you're going to have a real fight on your hands." Zero spoke. X sat there growling at Kizaku. X dropped down to the ground and took his stance. Kizaku jumped from the corner to the near center of the ring and took his stance. His focused expression was fixed on X. X vanished instantly. Immediately Kizaku jumped aside, avoiding a side kick at his lower back side. But he jumped right into a furious assualt by X. X met him at the end of the jump and started throwing punches furiously at the boy. Kizaku put up a good defense against the punches, guiding them away from his face with his forearms. He was then tripped. Kizaku caught the ground with his hand and pushed away. X stayed on him throwing punches furiously. Kizaku was barely dodging the punches. When X pulled back for power and thrust again Kizaku vanished from sight. X was surprised and upset by this. Kizaku was behind him. Kizaku threw a flying kick to X's back. X vanished from sight again and appeared behind Kizaku. Kizaku turned around and vanished before a power pound could touch him. He appeared for a kick to the side of X's head. X vanished from sight and came down for an axe kick. Kizaku vanished then X vanished with him. The two fighters disappeared and reappeared all around the ring, causing the crowd to be stunned. Kizaku appeared on the center of the ring. X behind him. Kizaku took off into a sprint with X behind him. X caught up to him and tried to grab him but Kizaku disappeared. While everyone seemed to look everywhere when the fight was going down Bardock's eyes stayed glued to the ring. His eyes focused as he watched the blows exchange on the ring itself, both fighters only appeared when they struck each other or when the technique wore off. Still Bardock's eyesight allowed him to see what was going on, for the most part it seemed that Bardock was slightly wrong...Kizaku's ability to mime his opponent wasn't the same as mastering it. Still a smile played across Bardock's mouth as he realized the truth...Kizaku was faster, his opponent was a one-trick pony and now his trick was exposed. The two fighters continued to vanish and reappear until finally they reappeared at the center of the ring. Kizaku's arms were folded and he was standing up straight while X was in stance. Kizaku looked at X's expression before he slipped into stance once again. I'm not about to lose to this kid. X vanished from sight and appeared behind Kizaku once more. Kizaku turned around to see him. X at that time was throwing a punch for Kizaku's form. Kizaku stepped backward just before the fist collided...and went through him. X's eyes widened in surprise. There a fizzing image of Kizaku now in front of him slowly fading away. "Your tricks won't work on me anymore. Don't you see that?" X turned to the left to see Kizaku standing there just several feet away. "I'm beginning to understand. You're not really all that fast! You just been using speed tricks with what speed you do have. Tricks you knew I couldn't use. But had you been smart you would not have bothered to show me. But it's too late for that! I see the true extent of your abilities and not only are they not what they appear to be...but if I didn't know better I'd say you exhausted a lot more energy on my clone than you wanted me to believe." "We'll see about that!" X vanished from sight, Kizaku doing the same. X reappeared in midair. Kizaku did as well but on X's left...and his right! The two forms of Kizaku proceeded to pounce X and drive him down toward the arena floor. X landed with a crash as Kizaku, now a single entity bounced back. He got to his feet and lunged again into X as he was getting up. Kizaku sent a flaming right cross through to X's face. He followed up with an uppercut to snap his head back. He repeated with the right cross and uppercut combo several times. He then flipped backwards and lunged into X with a flying kick to the gut. X lunged into him with a straight punch. Kizaku could now see X's frustration made him sloppy and jumped away from the punch. "NOW WE END THIS! HAAAAAAH!!!!" Kizaku lunged, going into a wild spin, leg extended. The foot then caught fire. "This is it! The blow that ends the match! FIRE HURRICANE KICK!!!!" Before X knew what happened he was feeling the rapid impact of Kizaku's hurricane kick slashing multiple times across his face. Then with one last mighty kick, X was sent spiraling into the air, the eyes of the crowd, Trunks, Ryoken and Zero widely opened. X continued to spiral and fell out of the ring, head first with a crash. Kizaku landed on the ground after unleashing the fierce attack. He staggered as he tried to regain his balance. The ref was stunned by what had just happened. But needless to say he had to end the match. "The winner by combination ring out and knockout, ZACHARIAH PETERSON!" The crowd and the saiyan all burst into applause, it was a close match until the end and the battle was enough to put some revitalizing strength into Bardock. The next surprise however wasn't something Bardock had been expecting. Kizaku was barely able to look at Trunks but he managed a small grin. It was just as they were standing up that Zero would approach along with the ref. "Congratulations Zachariah, you will advance to the finals to face against Zero." Zero then decided to intervene. "Just give him the position in the top 16." Zero spoke. This surprised Trunks and even Kizaku. The referee looked at him. Zero had a smile on his face. "There is no point in our match today! I already know he would be victorious here today. I forfeit my match." Kizaku gasped and looked at him in surprise. "But you said..." Kizaku responded. "Our time to fight will come soon enough! But we will fight on our own terms. I regress from the tournament. But we shall meet sometime after all is said and done here. Good luck in the top 16, my friend." Zero proceeded to walk out of the tournament division building. The referee would stand up and hold his microphone to his mouth. "It seems that Kizaku's next opponent has forfeited his match! So therefore the winner of the Division 16 preliminary rounds is Zachariah Peterson!" "A forfit?" wondered the saiyan shaking his head, it was beyond the saiyan that any such thing should happen. A warrior fought for love of the battle and to refuse a battle for any reason was beyond him. "Oh well," said Bardock as he stood up and filed out with the rest, he caught the sight of Trunks congratulating his buddy and leaving for his match. I expect a fight no less interesting from you young friend, thought Bardock as he walked toward Trunks' arena. I wanted a true fight with a true warrior, and who better than the prince's son? You better win this fight Trunks! |
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| notkasume | Dec 20 2006, 11:49 AM Post #50 |
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All eyes were on the arena floor, though there appeared to be nobody there. But everybody's ears could say differently. For they were filled with the sounds of punches and kicks landing over and over again, and rather quickly paced at that. Those would be the sounds of Videl fighting with Vegeta Jr in a much more heated fight than from the start. And then they appeared, Vegeta Jr flipping backwards into the air and coming to a stop, palms opened in front of him. Videl was vicious in her approach, thinking nothing of it than to rush in with a spinning kick which knocked the boy to the side. But he retaliated rather quickly going in for a furious lunge punch. Videl would take hold of the arm used to attack and use it to swing her opponent at the arena floor. Vegeta Jr crashed with both hands and feet on the ground. Then he would look up quickly and see Videl coming down on him with one foot meant to stomp into him. Vegeta Jr did his best to jump back, missing the kick just barely. But it would seem that was just the distract for when she gracefully turned on that same foot into him, she had a ki ball prepped in her hand which she so gracefully placed against his chest before releasing it into him. The ball of ki exploded against him and sent him falling backwards. Vegeta Jr fell on his back but quickly hopped to his feet. Man, this girl is tough! Who knew girls could fight? During that small time he took to think, Videl took advantage, appearing behind him and sending a kick into his back. But he would not have time to fall forward for she quickly took him by the leg with one hand. That same hand would be used to pull the boy back so she could conveniently place her elbow down harshly onto the center of his back and send him to the floor. Then her right leg rose high, showing her incredible flexibility, and proceeded to come down to harshly step on the boy. Vegeta Jr had managed to roll to the side, only to get a punting kick to the back side to send the boy flying into the air. Advantage was clearly hers. But she wasn't the type to beat on someone relentlessly, unless of course she had a vendetta against them. Luckily the boy had no such issue with her. So she vanished and appeared above him, energy charged into her fist. She rocketted it against the boy's form and sent him crashing outside the arena floor with enough impact to knock the people near ground zero off of their feet and to their backs immediately. Videl would take her place on the ring floor again, a hand on her hip as she looked at the dust cloud. Vegeta Jr appeared to be there on his hands and knees, coughing but for the most part nothing short of a little beaten up. The ref would think nothing of it but to call the match to an end, waving the red flag as he stood up on the arena floor. "We have a winner by ring out! Let's hear it for Videl! She will advance to the top 16 now due to the fact that her finals opponent has withdrawn from the tournament." Videl gave a suspicious expression. Why would someone withdraw from the tournament, unless they were scared of course. But for now that was not her issue. She pulled off the band that had her hair tied in a bun, causing the beautiful locks to drop down freely to the top of her upper back and shoulders. She then proceeded to use both hands to toss the hair back as she then strolled off the arena floor. Then that's when she saw him. Standing there now with a grin of approval upon his face was the handsome Gohan. Immediately such seriousness left her as she jogged over to him. "Gohan, you made it after all!" She said. "Of course! I had to see at least one of your fights! That was a nice show up there. You really gave it to him!" Gohan's approval was more than enough to lighten her mood up. Then to add to it, Vegeta Jr approached her. She turned to him and looked at him with a curious stare only to see Vegeta Jr had a thumb raised up at her. "You fought pretty good, girl! But next time we fight, I'll take victory!" Vegeta Jr spoke. Videl would raise a thumb at him, a grin on her face. "Sure, kid!" Videl responded with a hearty grin still plastered. Videl and Gohan then proceeded to watch Vegeta Jr walk out of the building. After this she turned to Gohan with a smile. "So how's it goin, Gohan? Are you enjoying the tournament?" Videl asked. "It's not bad at all! I'm already positioned to begin the top 16!" Gohan answered. "Looks like I am too! I don't know about you but I'm so ready to get down to the real fighting! Hopefully I get to take on my dad!" Videl responded. Gohan chuckled to her words. Her eyes never left him, watching his every expression as they exchanged words of friendliness. "Me too! But the top 16 is not gonna start today. They wanted the finalists rest up for the day! So I guess we have plenty of time to hang loose and be prepared." Gohan said. "Yeah, but the top 16 pairings will be done about two hours after the final prelim matches have been decided. Seeing as how we got in already let's go kill some time while we wait." Videl responded. "Sounds good to me. What do you suggest?" "Videl! Hey Videl!" Videl and Gohan would turn to the sight of Sharpner and Erasa. Both looked extremely excited. "You did it! You actually made it into the top 16!" Erasa squealed. "Yeah! Now it's time to go all the way." Sharpner then said. He then noticed Gohan after that and gave a suspicious expression. "What's the nerd doing here? I didn't think he was fighter." Sharpner asked. "The 'nerd' here is also in the top 16, Sharpner! So back off." Videl snapped. Gohan gave a light chuckle to Videl's response. Sharpner stepped back and tossed his blond hair back. "Chill, was just askin! Anyway we'll see you soon! Erasa and I want to go talk to her parents real quick." Sharpner and Erasa then proceeded to leave. "See ya soon Videl. Bye, Gohan!" The two then proceeded to turn to each other again. "So what will it be, Gohan?" Videl asked. They then heard the vicious rumbling of angry stomachs; both Videl's and Gohan's. Looking down at their stomachs at first they then locked eyes again and nodded. "Food!" They spoke simultaneously. The two then proceeded to leave the building for the competition mess hall. |
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