Dragon Ball: Tournament of Infinity
Chapter 4: An Exhibition Rerun! The Majin President VS the Brother Who Never Skips Leg Day!
Majin Buu and Basil faced each other, the wolf studying his opponent.
"So… We just fight, right?" Buu asked, looking up to Zeno's Palace for an answer. That was Basil's opening, and he took it.
Rushing at the Commander-In-Chief, Basil launched a swift kick, hitting Buu square in the chest.
The Majin's body contorted, softening the blow by stretching out Buu's body like bubble gum, and strangely enough, his clothes went with him, stretching along side the Majin's skin. Buu flopped down onto the ground, before returning quickly to normal, adjusting his tie to look professional.
"What was that for?" Buu asked, not angry, sounding more disappointed. Basil shrugged.
"This is a fight, man… You're not supposed to let your guard down." Basil answered, nonchalantly. Buu sighed.
"Alright then. I'd prefer a good old civil debate, over a brutish battle, but I'll adapt to the circumstances." Buu said, lifting his fists, rolling back his sleeves, ready to fight.
The Grand Priest slammed his staff down onto the ground.
"Wait! Zeno has been interested by the Majin's point. Buu, if not fighting, how would you propose determining the winner between you two?" The Grand Priest asked, as the Zeno's awaited an answer patiently.
"Hmm… I offer a case. A political debate between me and my opponent, handled by two lawyers, and then decided by a Jury, and delivered by a Judge." Buu offered up an answer. The Zeno's began talking in hushed tones. A minute passed by. Two minutes. Basil looked over at his brothers, awkwardly wanting help in this situation.
The Zeno's beckoned the Daishinkan over, and whispered in his ears. The Grand Priest nodded after they were done, and turned around.
"It is decided. The Court Case will begin soon!" The Grand Priest announced, much to the dismal of the Trio De Danger.
"I will act as Judge myself, and the other participants, as well as the Zeno's, shall act as Jury. We will be moving into the Courthouse, if everyone will begin making their way there, it would be appreciated." The Grand Priest told everyone.
The participants stood up, many of them muttering how weird this was, and began to make their way out of the World Martial Arts Tournament Area.
Cabba and Caulifla were walking with Tapion and Jiren.
"Well, this is… Different. At least it'll be fair." Cabba initiated conversation.
"No, it won't be. No matter what the wolf's defender says, there will be two confirmed votes for him. His brothers won't even consider the other participant." Caulifla pointed out.
"What possible harm could a mere two votes be?" Cabba asked.
"Those votes could very well be the difference between life and death." Jiren piped up, from the back.
"Indeed. It seems a little biased, just a bit, in Basil's favor." Tapion jumped in.
"I dunno. We'll just have to see." Cabba shrugged, leaving the area, with his group.
After a few minutes of walking, most of the participants filed into the Courthouse, and sat in the seats that the Jury would sit, off to the left of the Judge and right of the Defendants.
The Grand Priest sat in the Judge's chair, as Majin Buu and Basil sat across from him, a little ways away from each other, at two different tables. The participants all had to cram in together, but the Shenron's, as well as Magetta, were forced not to sit with the rest of the group, and were off to the side, outside the Jury box. Android 16 and Jiren were also forced out, on the other side. Despite removing the largest participants, the Jury Box was still crammed, with the shortest and smallest squeezed into the center.
"Ow!" One of the Zeno's yelped. Everyone froze.
"Stubbed my toe…" The Zeno from the Future muttered. Everyone let out a collective sigh of relief.
The Daishinkan pounded the small hammer all Judges have on the podium.
"Alright! Come to order! Now… Defendants, do each of you have a lawyer to assist you in this case?" The Grand Priest asked.
"Of course. I know just the man. The hardest, most intense being I ever met… There's no being in the whole multiverse who's harder at Law then him…" Buu answered. Basil scratched his head.
"Uhhh… No?" Basil didn't have a lawyer. He wasn't even really sure what they were. The Grand Priest sighed.
"Then we must provide you with a lawyer." The Grand Priest grunted.
"Does anybody know a lawyer willing to defend Basil?" The Daishinkan asked. For a moment, nobody answered. Then Hit spoke up.
"I know a guy."
Another few minutes later, as the Supreme Kai travelled through time and went to get a bunch of folks from Majin Buu and Basil's timeline, she finally arrived with the last batch in tow. The doors to the courthouse opened… In walked the Supreme Kai that governs Time itself… Followed by the two lawyers that would defend Majin Buu and Basil…
Guildo and Dr. Rota.
"Alright! Time to get this over with, I'm gonna smoke this pig and have him for lunch." Guildo taunted, Dr. Rota scoffing in response.
"As if! I'm going to beat you so badly in this case, you'll go crying home to mommy… The only woman who'd ever love that face." Dr. Rota teased.
"Oh, you're going to pay for that." Guildo hissed.
The two sat next to their defendant. Guildo next to Buu, the two wearing matching suits, and Dr. Rota next to Basil, wearing his dark garb.
"Alright… If the lawyers are present… Let the Court Case begin!" The Grand Priest slammed his hammer down on the podium.
"We convene here today, to discuss which of these two should be allowed to exist. This is a moral debate, and thus, the objective is to convince the Jury why they should vote for your defendant. Prosecutors, please stand." The Grand Priest ordered. Both Guildo and Rota stood up.
"Rota will go first, calling any willing to defend Basil over Buu to the stage, and showing the Jury why they should vote for Basil." The Daishinkan explained.
"I'd like to call Universe 9's Hop to the stage." Dr. Rota's voice boomed. The cat lady from the Tournament of Power stood up from the collection of people behind the two defendants, and walked up to the stage, sitting next to, but at a lower position, the Grand Priest.
"Hop, you were on Basil's team, during the Tournament of Power, correct?" Dr. Rota asked. Hop nodded.
"Yeah, me and kicky wolf over there were buddies." Hop said, a Jersey accent showing.
"Then would you say he deserves to exist?" Dr. Rota inquired.
"I mean… Yeah. He was pretty cool. Cute too." Hop winked at Basil and blew a kiss at him, making the Wolf blush deeply.
"Objection!" Guildo angrily slapped the table before him.
"That woman is obviously making provocative and romantic advances toward the defendant! Bias and favoritism!" Guildo spat.
"Objection denied. This is a debate over morals. Bias and favoritism are encouraged." The Grand Priest hit the hammer on the pedestal again. Guildo sat down, embarrassed for a moment.
"Anyways… Is what the ugly gremlin said true? Do you have feelings for this wolf?" Dr. Rota asked.
"Objection!" Guildo screamed, enraged.
"Denied." The Grand Priest quickly interrupted, hitting with his hammer again.
"Well… What can I say, doc? He's a charmer." Hop chuckled, and Basil's cheeks reddened once again.
"There you have it, ladies and gentleman! A lover! Would you dare erase the opportunity for such a pure and wholesome romance, before it blossomed?" Dr. Rota turned and asked the Jury.
"Alright, alright. Go sit back down, you hog. It's my turn." Guildo mocked. Rota snorted, and sat back down, as Hop stood up, walked back to her seat, passing by Basil, and leaning down to kiss him on the cheek on the way by.
"You got this, sugar." Hop whispered, and left Basil, the wolf heart-eyed after such a display.
"I call Little Mallow to the stage." Guildo announced, and next to an Adult Saiyan, and a Feminine Freeza Clan member, a little Freeza Clan boy, dark blue and silver, wobbled his way over to the stage, sitting in Hop's place.
"Objection!" Dr. Rota hollored.
"This is just a little kid, we can't possibly have a child be scrutinized under oath!" Dr. Rota demanded.
"We can when his mother is an ancient Goddess worshipped on Planet Icijia reincarnated, and his father can become a God by changing his hair color." Guildo pointed out.
"Objection denied." The Grand Priest sighed.
"Objection!" Dr. Rota screeched.
"This boy has no father, Icijins reproduce asexually, and as such, only his single parent counts. His mother birthed him alone!" Dr. Rota pointed out, as both Buu and Guildo were desperately gesturing for him to shut up throughout his explanation. Buu slammed his head on the table in frustration when Rota simply continued.
"Wait… What? B-But I-I thought…" Mallow stuttered, looking at Dr. Rota, the little boy's eyes full of broken innocence.
"I thought babies come from up in heaven, to loving mommies and daddies…" Mallow whimpered, confused.
"You monster, Rota…" Guildo muttered, as Dr. Rota realized what he had done.
"Uhhh… I messed up…" Dr. Rota sighed, looking down.
"Objection rejected." The Daishinkan groaned, pounding away at the podium.
The proceedings continued, Guildo and Dr. Rota interviewing many other people.
Guildo questioned Buu's adopted son, a Saiyan, father of Mallow.
"And why do you think, out of all the possible planets, out of all the possible lawns… Why did your ship crash on Majin Buu's?" Guildo asked.
"I don't really know. Fate, probably." The Saiyan answered honestly.
"Would you even say that the universe brought you two together, father and son?" Guildo asked.
"Objection!" Dr. Rota screamed… The Grand Priest denying him as quickly as possible.
Later on, Ruta interviewed a bunny by the name of Sorrel, a fighter from Universe 9.
"Tell me, Sorrel, how did Basil save those group of children again?" Rota inquired, as Sorrel sat on the stand.
"Objection!" Guildo roared.
Moving forward, Guildo interviewed the stoic and intimidating daughter-in-law of Buu, mother to little Mallow.
"So... Has Majin Buu acted as a fatherly figure towards you, during your incredibly dangerous life?" Guildo questioned.
"Objection!" Dr. Rota hollored.
Each and every interview seemed to pass by quicker and quicker, flying through people and questions.
"Ha. Tell us the story of how Basil helped you during the Tournament of Power!" Dr. Rota ordered to a giant stone man sitting on the stand, another fighter for Universe 9, made of rock, with spikes jutting out of his head.
"Well it kinda went like this, I think…" The big goliath began.
"Please explain to everyone how Majin Buu helped save the universe! Especially your own homeworld." Fast forwarding in time, Guildo was questioning a giant Namekian, who wore black, sleek, space armor with a cape.
The Namekian was silent, staring off into space, having sat there, looking deadpan and unmoving, since he was asked. He was silent for an entire minute, before exploding in rage.
"BLUE SHELL!" The Namekian roared, slamming his fists down into the wooden stand before him, splintering and breaking the wood, as if it were… Well, wood.
All throughout, both lawyers screamed out objections to each other's interviews, swiftly being denied by the judge, so that this entire court case could move along much faster.
Eventually, as both lawyers paced back and forth on their side of the room, an idea came to Dr. Rota, making him slam his hands on the table in front of Basil.
"I call Lavenda to the stage!" Dr. Rota announced, looking to the Jury Box, where the two siblings Basil had sat.
"Objection!" Guildo shouted.
"Denied!" One of the Zeno's piped up, in a high pitched, excited voice.
"Hehe. That was so cool." The Zeno next to him added in, patting the other Zeno on the shoulder.
"You heard them…" The Daishinkan muttered, when Guildo looked to him for guidance.
Lavenda squeezed out of the Jury Box, and sat down at the now ruined, stand.
"Lavenda... We all know Bergamo is the brother that talks a lot… The leader. We know if I put him up here, he'd do nothing but praise Basil. But you… You'll be honest. Tell me. Tell us! Does Basil deserve to exist?" Dr. Rota asked.
Lavenda narrowed his eyes, thinking deeply about the answer. Basil began to nervously sweat, worried about what his brother would say.
"... Yeah, I guess." Lavenda answered. Dr. Rota reared back and bleated like the pig he was, thunderous applause coming from his hands as he smacked them together… The only one in the room doing so.
"There we have it folks! From the rejected brother! The one filled with poison! He truly has a sweet heart, for his beloved big brother Basil!" Dr. Rota exclaimed.
"Actually, Lavenda was born before Basil, after I-" Bergamo started to speak up, interrupted by Rota.
"There's nothing left to discuss! Let the jury make their decision now!" Dr. Rota exclaimed.
"Objection!" Guildo screamed.
"I have one more person to call to the stand." Guildo said, adjusting his tie, and then taking a deep breath.
"Zarbon, please make your way to the stage." Guildo called.
Out of the people present, one man stood up. The green skinned alien, Zarbon. Wearing his Rock' N' Roll outfit, leather leggings, with black heels, with a soft plain white top, and a dashing white cap, like something straight out of Bowie's Closet.
"Zarbon! I love you!" A random woman hollored from the seats, as Zarbon passed, blowing her a kiss. A man next to her shoved her to the floor, and clasped the air, like he was stealing the kiss, and then put his hands on his chest, falling to the floor, fainting… Or worse.
Zarbon sat down on the stand, crossing his legs, smiling with his red lips, face covered in glitter and make up that made him look like a star. Which he was.
"Zarbon... Mr. Rock and Roll. The greatest popstar to ever live, they say. And far better than Dodoria, I can say with confidence." Guildo teased, and Zarbon smirked, slyly.
"That fool doesn't make music. Dubstep? More like… Shitstep." Zarbon laughed… And then a Death Beam pierced him through the chest.
Guildo gasped in horror, and turned around… To see Mallow's mother, standing, the Golden, Feminine, Freeza Clan member. Looking as deadpan and uncaring as ever.
"No one curses around my son." She said, sitting back down.
"You… You killed him!" Guildo roared, gesturing to the dead corpse on the ground.
"Mallow, you're not allowed to kill anybody. Or curse. Even when you grow up." She told her son, as the Saiyan father pat him on the back.
"Listen to what your mother says. She's always right." The dad said, as Mallow nodded in response to his mother's demand.
"Alright. I'm bored. Wanna get this over with?" One of the Zeno's spoke. The other one shrugged.
"Sure. Who are we erasing?" The Zeno asked. The original one sighed.
"The wolf." The Zeno from the present timeline answered.
"Oh, okay." The Zeno from the Future approved.
"Wait…" Basil whimpered, afraid. The white light of erasure began to envelop him. The wolf turned to the pig.
"I… I-I don't…" Basil began to cry, tears running down his snout.
"Come here." Rota hugged Basil, who held on to the good doctor, struggling to understand.
"I don't wanna go, Dr. Rota…" Basil muttered, as his body evaporated into nothing… His entire existence, erased in the blink of an eye.
Dr. Rota fell to his knees, closing his eyes in sadness, clasping his together on his chest, as if he could still feel Basil there…
Hop let out a huge sob, bawling her eyes out in her seat, and the two brothers left behind embraced one another, in mourning of their brother… The brother that never skipped leg day.
Next time… On Dragon Ball…
Chapter 5: Chi Chi VS Freeza!? Will King Cold Be Avenged, or Will the Power of Humans Shine Through?