Disclaimer: I didn't create these characters. The characters were created by Akira Toriyama.
The Doctors' Revenge
Chapter 1
The death of Dr. Gero was quite sudden; he never saw it coming. He was being his usual bossy, droid self, and he thought he had control over the androids. The androids were tired of this, so they killed him.
Dr. Myuu was very cunning and smart, but not too smart. He was killed by his own creation, Babi. They were both in hell. King Yama sent them there, with quite a bit of satisfaction. Dr. Gero was at a big platform with a bridge, only one way down. Dr. Gero had time to think, to ponder his revenge, to finally see the Z-fighters die!
"It would be to easy," he thought, "just to kill Goku quickly this time... it's more than that now. Keeping him alive and killing the ones he loved would be more rewarding. "
He grinned. By that time he heard foot steps. He swung his head around and said, " Who's there?"
"Why were you grinning from ear to ear? You seem happy. Why?" Dr. Myuu said.
Dr. Gero had never seen him before and said, "Who are you and why do you care?"
"Because I only get that kind of a grin when I have a great scheme cooking up. To answer your question, who I am is simple; I'm Dr. Myuu. I've heard a great deal about you, Dr. Gero. I'm a scientist. I, too, want to see Goku die."
The last part was the only thing that mattered to the old doctor. He couldn't help but laugh. "I see, you're a scientist too, hmm? Your correct in that I do have a scheme cooking up and quite a great one at that. This will be my best creation. They won't know what hit them. It took some great thought, but I decided not kill him just yet and have a little fun with him. I want him to suffer. I want to see his shock when we meet up with him and tell him that all his family, friends, and loved ones are all dead! Won't it be glorious?"
Dr. Myuu was in shock! He couldn't believe what he heard. He was very excited and wanted to start that very instant.
"Dr. Gero, you're a genius! I will help you, to see your dream fulfilled. It will be excellent to see Goku in that kind of pain. I CAN'T WAITཀཀཀ" Dr. Myuu said.
Dr. Gero was looking down thinking. Dr. Gero was well pleased, he was in a great mood. He knew he needed help and he had it. He looked up and said, "Excellent, lets get started."
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At this time earth was at peace, and the Z-fighters were relaxed. The peace lasted so long that the Z-fighters found themselves doing unbelievable things. Krillen became an announcer for the baseball games, Piccolo decided to be a monk, Yamcha went back into playing baseball, Tien founded and mastered a Kung Fu dojo, Gohan went back to college, and Goku became a race car driver! These jobs that they were doing went on for months, and it became a routine for them.
Vegeta was beginning to get restless with all of this time of his hands because... well, as we all know, Vegeta hates leisure time unless it's spent training to beat Kakarot. One day Vegeta walked through Capsule Corp., griping as usual.
"Hmph! This is getting annoying, sitting around doing nothing. It's just revolting!" He walked past a TV set and saw something he liked. People fighting each other on tv? He had to know more.
"Dr. Brief!" he shouted. "What the hell is that?"
Dr. Brief was quite startled by his rude roar and very perplexed because he rarely talks to him. He has grown to just expect it so he just ignored it. "Vegeta, to answer your question, this is pro-boxing. It's a famous sport in America and you can win a great deal of money."
Vegeta began to ponder this very heavily. He could became very rich and satisfy his lust of destruction, well a little. He grinned, "Ha, I think I will join up in this little sport and show these weaklings how to do it."
Dr. Brief began shaking his head with his usual cigarette sliding in his mouth. "Vegeta, people take years training to just learn the trade!"
"That's because they're from earth. I'm not like these Earthlings," Vegeta replied. Vegeta turned his back to him. "Tell Bulma I'm leaving."
Brief nodded. Vegeta walked out of the room and walked out the exit of the house. Vegeta jumped up and flew off
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As it turned out, Vegeta's prediction had been right on the money. Even without an ounce of training, he was able to pummel even the best boxers and soon advanced to the championship bout in a matter of months. The championship bout was just as amazing as it was short; within one round, Vegeta had mangled the former champ into the ring and earned the title of boxing champion of the world.
After the match Vegeta walked out into a dark alley.
"Bah... damn Earthlings... weaklings... damn weaklings!" Vegeta said, disgusted.
Then this shadowy figure appeared under the street light. The visibility was poor. Vegeta couldn't make out who it was.
Vegeta stopped. "Who are you? The autograph signing is over."
Vegeta saw, in the dark alley a bright light appearing, and without warning a enormous blast came forth. It hit Vegeta square in the face. He fell over seriously wounded.
"Step out so I can see you! You coward!" Vegeta hissed.
The dark figure stepped out of the darkness and showed himself. "What...... This can't be! You look like...." Then the dark figure finished the job.
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"Returned again to Baseball, the home run king! Yamchaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!" screamed Krillen into the mike.
Yamcha walked slowly to the plate and raised his bat. The catcher called the play, the pitcher nodded. The pitcher set and threw.
'CRACK!' the ball flew up in the air and blazed out of the park.
"A HOME RUN AGAIN, FOLKS!! NO ONE CAN STOP HIM!!!" Krillen yelled.
Yamcha ran around the bases, waved at the audience, then went into the dugout. The game went on and Yamcha's team eventually won pretty easily. In the locker room, Yamcha changed his clothes into his orange gi and walked out of the locker room. When he got out, he saw Krillen run up to him.
"Hey, Krillen," Yamacha said.
"Hey, that was a super home run! Of course, it's not that impressive. It's the same way every game," Krillen stated.
"Heh, it's still fun, ha-ha. That was a great announcement by the way," Yamacha said.
"Thanks. Hey, we need to head back now," Krillen said.
Krillen and Yamcha lifted off the ground and exploded into the air. They went for a few minutes when all of a sudden two people appeared in front of them and cut them off.
"What the.... Who are you, you two?" Krillen said.
"Yeah, what gives? Who do you think you are? Coward, covering your face, show yourself," Yamcha screamed.
The masked men just shrugged and flew at them. The first masked man raced at Krillen, coming at him with a fast right. Krillen brought his left arm up and blocked it swiftly. The masked man then went with a left kick to the stomach. It connected, and Krillen was stunned. Then the masked man put his hands together and hit Krillen on the top of the head. It sent him sailing into the water. The masked man followed.
The second one raced at Yamcha. His hand was molded into a fist and cocked to his opposite shoulder; when he reached Yamcha he side-armed him in the side. He followed through with a right kick to the face which Yamcha blocked. Yamcha retaliated with a hard uppercut, and the masked man's head snapped back. That hit really pissed the masked man off, and he came back with a swift right punch to the face and hit him with a left. Then the masked man shot a beam straight into yamcha's face. The beam's force sent Yamcha soaring downward and he crashed into the ground, face down. The force of the crash cratered the ground. Then the masked man for good measure flew down to him and shot a powered-up beam into his back which left a gaping hole. He reached out, grabbed Yamcha up, and then he took off his mask.
"NO...... It......... can't......... be!" Yamcha managed to say before he collapsed.
Then someone came up out of the water. The man who was fighting yamcha smiled and then they flew off.
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"Gohan, why are you standing up?" the teacher said, disgusted.
Gohan was always leaving, doing his duty as Great Saiyaman. He would make some outrageous excuse; his favorite one was going to the restroom. He would be gone for a long time, and then he'd come back, be called to go back into action, and make the same excuse.
"Gohan, I said why are you standing up?!" the teacher said, agitated.
"Uh.....................Restroom Mrs. I think it's the cafeteria food. May I be excused?" Gohan said.
She let out a huge sigh. She said, "Whatever, but you better make it back this time before we LEAVE!!!"
"Yes, Ma'am," Gohan said.
Gohan ran out of the room, "O.K. What's wrong?" Gohan pushed his communicational watch .
"This masked man is robbing a bank!" the watch said.
"On my way," Gohan said.
Gohan took off, and in a few seconds he was in the bank with his Great Saiyaman suit. He trotted in.
"It is I, Great Saiyaman!" he said, striking a pose.
People stared at him and rolled their eyes. The masked man was just standing there staring at him.
"You must be the bank robber!" Gohan said, speaking like a true super hero.
The bank robber didn't take much time to respond to Gohan's stupid statement. He rushed in and punched with all his might into Gohan's stomach. Gohan spit up blood. People were screaming and gasping, then sighing. The mask man pushed Gohan into a office of the bank, a deep office. The blinds were closed so people couldn't see what going on. They could hear grunting and screaming, and screams of pain. Then everything went silent. Then Great Saiyaman walked out. They all went into a cheer. Great Saiyaman waved and then flew off; on the way he changed clothes.
Gohan made it back to class and sat down, and began staring at the teacher with a strange look in his eye.
"Gohan made it back to class, but he sure is acting strange," the teacher mumbled.
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Four months had passed since these events took place, and Kame Sennin got tired of all of the antics the Z-warriors were doing. He had a plan. One day he flew on a airplane to the martial arts tournament area where Mr. Satan lived. Once he arrived there he walked to his house. He arrived at the front door. He knocked. Mr. Satan opened the door.
"Hi," Kame Sennin waved.
"Uh, what are you doing here? Aren't you with Goku?" Mr. Satan said.
"Yes, I am. I'm his master, Kame sennin, also known as Muten Roshi," he said.
"Ok, so what are you doing here?" Mr. Satan said.
"I have a question," Roshi said.
"Yes, I'm all ears," Mr. Satan said.
"I'd like to do something, to do a tournament. I'm sure you can set this up," Roshi said.
"You're right; I'm world champ after all. I'll give you one month to get ready," Mr. Satan said.
"Thank you. We need this. The Z warriors are... well... bored." Roshi leaned in close to whisper in his ear. "And of course we'll let you win if one of us gets to the finals."
He smiled, "Thank you."
They bowed, shook hands and Mr. Satan went back inside. Roshi turned around and looked up into the sky. 'I think Jackie Chun will make a appearance,', he thought.
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As Mr. Satan said, they had only one month to get prepared for the World Martial Arts Tournament; that's what they had and no more. Mr. Satan got all of the necessary preparations taken care of. The World Tournament was already set up, the arena, everything. All they had to do now was wait.
The Z-Warriors gathered at Kame house. They all sat down on the couch.
Master Roshi spoke. "I gathered you here to tell you something. You probably don't know this, but I got this tournament together."
They brightened up, especially Goku and Vegeta.
"I want you all to compete, every last one of you. Now here's the info: you have one month to prepare. Everyone from all over the world will be there. The competition will be very tough, so I want you to get ready. Now go," he said.
They all got up and ran out the door and flew away. Roshi grinned.
"Jackie Chun will be prepared also, HEE-HEE-HEE," he said out loud.
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One month passed quite fast for them. They all were fully prepared. Jackie Chun, who is Master Roshi, trained by himself with his traditional training, milk delivery, running zig-zags through trees, etc. This time, though, he put on a lot of training weights; he had so much weight, it took him a long time before he could even walk.
Goku trained with Gohan hard in the room of spirit and time. They were able to train in there for a year in the time of one earth day.
Vegeta trained in a capsule made by Dr. Brief. He trained under 200 times Earth's normal gravity.
The rest of the Z-fighters trained with Kami. They trained with Mr. Popo to sharpen their sensing skills.
They arrived at the stadium. Even though most of the Z-fighters had competed in the tournament before, they always gape in awe of its wonder. They never get tired of this; they are always anxious and excited. It's a exciting time.
They all went to a big room in the arena for the preliminaries rounds. These rounds consisted of punching a machine that measured their strength levels. Whoever got the highest ones go in to the finals. There are 300 people and only 16 people get into the finals.
They got out the punching machine. One of the staff members said, "Okay, step one at a time and punch this machine. 16 of the highest numbers will be able to pass. Since Mister Satan is automatically chosen, there will be only be 15 chosen. Ok, Start!"
They came up one at a time to punch the machine; when it was the Z-fighters' turn they suppressed their powers and punched the machine lightly. Not one of them broke the machine. The man who was in charge of the machine got the highest 15 numbers and put them on the wall for everyone to see. Six of the fifteen chosen were the z fighters.
"Ok," he said, "The ones who are on the list, come with me. The ones who didn't make it... sorry, better luck next time. Clear out in that direction," he said, pointing to large doors.
The people who didn't make it cleared out of the arena through the large doors the man pointed to. When the last person filed out, the doors slammed to, echoing throughout the room.
"All right, come with me," he said. They followed him to a door that said 'ARENA' at the top, and they pushed through it. When everyone was through the door, he spoke again. "Ok, now that preliminaries are over, we shall begin the quarter-finals, which is done in the arena itself. We shall take a break now. Meet back in that large opening there near the ring in ten minutes. Dismissed!"
They filed away to rest and meditate.
Goku went to the area where they were supposed to meet, where the large opening was. He propped himself up against the wall and went to sleep. The rest of the Z-fighters talked amongst themselves. Ten minutes finally drew by.
"Ok, everyone here?" The man screamed. The scream startled Goku and woke him up. He stood up straight.
"Now, We need to draw numbers. Come one at time," he said, picking up a bowl with slits of paper with numbers on them.
"Form a line around me," he said.
They went one at a time like he told them too. They did it orderly and civilly. With each number drawn, they showed the man who was in charge, and he wrote them out on the board. He also told them that the person who was the odd man out would be the one who faced Mr. Satan.
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That's the end of chapter one. What do you think of it? Read it and review it! If you don't like it, review it anyway! Criticism is most welcome! The next chapter will come soon (sorry, for the long wait been in School and hadn't had time to write the next chapter. I am on summer vacation now so the next chapter should be uploaded very soon, say within the next month.)