"Here we are ladies and gentlemen!" The announcer shouted in the microphone, the crowd instantly responded with loud cheers of joy. "The largest tournament for fighters that this galaxy has ever seen is about to start. Without any further ado, here are the fighters!" More cheers followed as the men and women in the crowd lifted their hands up and cheered with all their might.

Meanwhile in the shadows of the catacombs that lead into the Coliseum stood more than a thousand men, women, creatures and monsters. Among the fast crowd there stood one man with dark unruly hair. On one side there was the wall of the catacombs, on the other was the shoulder of a red furred beast that pushed him against the wall on the other side. Kelik would be angry, but the beast couldn't help it, this place was packed to the brim. Kelik had no idea what was going on in the Coliseum itself, but he could hear the crowd cheering at times.

Kelik had wanted to join the tournament because it sounded like it would be a lot of fun. He had been training since he was little, the fact that he had Saiya-jin blood gave him an edge. What he had not anticipated was his mother's response to the news. The halfblood found himself thinking back as he tried not to choke on the red fur that was shoved in front of his face.

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"Who cares about this tournament!" His mother shouted in frustration. Her hands slammed down on the table and she glared at her son. "You're not going to waste your life doing nothing, you hear me!" Kelik inched down in his seat, he didn't know why she always reacted the way she did, but it sure scared him. "I figured it would be fun." Kelik tried to defend. The dark haired woman glared back at him, forcing Kelik to look away. "Fun? See, that's the problem, all you think about is fun. It's fine if you enjoy something, as long as it actually is constructive as well."

Kelik sighed, most of the things he enjoyed weren't constructive. "Well." Kelik said, suddenly having an idea. "Actually, there's a prize." The change in his mother was startling, her anger seemed to melt away and she smiled finally. "Ah, a prize. And you're sure you're going to win? That's good thinking son. Better put those talents to use." Kelik slowly nodded his head. "Yeah, I figured we could use the money." He lied, the money wasn't really important to him.

His mother put her hands on her hips and laughed and Kelik laughed along with her, glad that the issue was resolved. Kelik laughed on and only noticed after a few seconds that his mother had stopped laughing. She was giving him a serious look. "But if you lose…. I wont be amused." Kelik felt a drop of sweat run down his forehead.

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Kelik felt himself being pushed forward by the crowd of fighters. There were so many of them and he had to beat them all. Some of them looked really scarry, but not as scarry as the concept as returning home to tell his mother he had failed. "Gotta win, gotta win, gotta win." He repeated to himself as the crowd of fighters spilled out into the Coliseum. Kelik was greeted by the cheering crowds and the bright sun that nearly blinded him. "This is amazing!" Someone next to him declared. The fighters were slowly being arranged so they stood in rows.

Kelik looked over to see a short, young man standing next to him. "This is going to be great. Alright!" Kelik blinked, this guy really seemed to have a lot of energy, but he looked sort off weak. The short man looked up at him. "Hey! What are you looking at beanstalk, wanna fight!" The short man asked, forcing Kelik to give him a confused look. "I'm only joking!" The short one continued. "You look kinda lost, first time at a big tournament?" Kelik nodded his head as he looked around. "Never been to anything like this."

The short one laughed. "This is my second big tournament. I got to the third round last time. This time, I'm going all the way. So, what's your name?" "Eh… well, I'm Kelik." The short one dramatically stabbed his right thumb to his own chest and smirked. "Call me Dendos." "Alright, Dendos." Kelik gave Dendos a smile and the two shook hands. "Maybe this is destiny." Dendos said. "We should aim to go all the way to the finals and decide things there."

"Wow, you really think we're going to get to the finals?" Kelik asked. Dendos nodded. "I got this feeling that we're gonna go all the way to the top." Kelik smiled at Dendos, it would be nice if they made it to the finals, but what would be the chances of them making it that far. Kelik looked around to see several creatures standing over ten feet tall. Beating something as big as that was going to be hard.

"What's with the belt?" Dendos asked Kelik as he pointed to his brown tail. "Huh? Oh, that's my tail." Kelik said as he continued looking at the other competitors. "A tail!?" Dendos shouted in shock. Kelik was grabbed by both wrists and was pulled down to eye level with Dendos. "You've got Saiyan blood? I heard there were no half bloods with tails left." Kelik grinned back at Dendos, a little ashamed, but also a little proud. "I guess I'm probably the last. Cool, huh?" Kelik laughed at Dendos who released Kelik's wrists. "Well… I guess."

Dendos looked away, looking a little cross about this unexpected turn of events. 'Damn it, Saiyans are supposed to be super strong. I'm so jealous.' The small man would think in envy. This time it was Dendos' turn to be pulled away from his thoughts as Kelik poked him against the shoulder. "Hey Dendos, there's someone looking at us." Dendos looked up at his new friend and Kelik pointed towards a white skinned alien.

Dendos recognized the alien's race instantly. It was a Changeling, it was fairly small sized and looked androgyne. On several places of it's skin it had a second layer of red crystal like skin that seemed to reflect the light. For a moment Dendos feared that it was looking at him with himself with those evil eyes. But as Dendos looked at the creature longer he realized it was staring at Kelik instead. It's intend was clear, it wanted blood.

"Kelik, this is bad!" Dendos proclaimed, grabbing Kelik by the arm. "That creature is a Changeling. You know, the same race as Frieza. The entire lot of them are bad news." Kelik looked down at Dendos and then back at the changeling. "I doubt every Changeling is a bad guy. Just because Frieza was bad, doesn't mean this one is the same." Dendos let go of Kelik and gave the half-blood a dumb-founded look. "Are you an idiot? Just look at how it's staring at you, it doesn't want to be your friend, it wants to kill you." "You sure?" Kelik responded.

"FIGHTERS SALUTE!" The voice of the announcer echoed through the Coliseum and all fighters, small or large brought a fist to their chest. All fighters expect Kelik who looked confused before mimicking Dendos' pose. Dendos gave Kelik a look but then both turned their attention to the announcer.

"We're about to enter the first stage of the tournament. This part of the tournament will last a total of four weeks. Each week every fighter will have a maximum of three matches against other fighters. Win two matches and you make it to the next week, lose twice and you're eliminated. The first three days of the week fighters will be allowed to challenge each other to official fights. The last four days there will be appointed battles for those fighters that have not yet either won or lost two of their matches. We will stick to this formula for the first four weeks. Additionally, no two fighters will be allowed to fight each other more than once in the first stage of the tournament. If you want a rematch you'll have to wait for the second round."

Behind the bald announcer a man stepped out of the shadows, dressed in what was unmistakably Saiyan armor. "I'd like to add a few words." He said. The announcer handed the microphone to the Saiyan. "I know there have been rumors flying around about me and my tournament for a while now. So let me give you the answers to some of your questions. First, yes, I am a Saiyan. Secondly, I intend to bestow a gift on every fighter that makes it through the first stage. And third, at the end of it all I'll fight who ever wins the tournament. Don't worry, even if I win you'll get the prize, just not the honor that should go along with it."

The large man smirked at the fighters and handed the microphone back to the announcer. He turned around and disappeared behind some curtains. The announcer needed a moment before refinding his wits. "There you have it folks! This is going to be the greatest tournament ever. Epic battles and thrills await for all! Stay on the edge of your seat, cause it's all about to begin. The galactic tournament!"

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So, this was the first chapter, I hope to add chapters regularly. I'd love to receive some feedback, also for more information follow the link to the forums:

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