A/N: Hey everyone! I'm back with chapter 4 of this story. Thanks to all of you for the awesome reviews you had for the last chapter.
X3runner: It won't be long before Gohan and Zangya meet again that's for sure.
Guest: That would be a safe bet, but I haven't really thought about it that much since there's still plenty of stories to tell before I get to that arc. I might even try something new, and have Zangya meet Bojack a different way. It will be interesting when they come face-to-face.
Guest: I'm going to try not to. I want to make this story as realistic as possible. Thank you so much for the advice.
Guest: Awesome idea! This will really help to advance the story. Thank you for the info, and although Gohan does technically abandon the ss route in the show, that's still a while away and anything could happen.
Reviews are always welcome and appreciated. If you have any other idea or suggestion on how I can make this story better, feel free to let me know. Now, I present to you chapter 4. Hope you enjoy!
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Let's Be Friends Chapter 4
"HELLO EVERYONE! and welcome to the WORLD MARTIAL ARTS TOURNAMENT!" introduced the announcer to the multitude of people who were wildly cheering in the crowds. "Just a quick reminder that registration will be open in approximately one hour for any fighter that is interested in being a part of this global event. All registered fighters are to report to the waiting area in three hours to begin the preliminaries. The tournament will start as soon as the brackets have been set up.
In the meantime, there are plenty of activities and restaurants outside of the arena that anyone can try. I hope that everyone has a good time and I'll see you soon" with that said, the announcer waved one final time before stepping outside of the arena. The crowd cheered louder than ever as everyone was excited about the action that was to come.
Outside of the arena, Zangya was walking around observing all types of activities that were taking place around her. She couldn't deny how fascinated she was by the variety of styles and traditions that were implemented in each activity.
Admittedly, such activities also made her feel quite uncomfortable since she's not used to these type of events. As she kept walking, she passed by a small restaurant that was selling 'Donburi' one of her favorite dishes.
She debated whether or not to get some before registering. Eventually, she decided to register first and get that out of the way before grabbing something to eat. As she turned to walk away, a little girl accidentally bumped into her. To make matters worst, the girl had an opened soda can that spilled all over the Hera's outfit.
Zangya was completely livid of what just happened, "Why don't you watch where you're going you brat."
The little girl had blonde hair and blue eyes, "I'm sorry, I-I honestly didn't see you there."
"Don't just stand there, go get me something to clean this" demanded Zangya.
The girl did as she was told and handed her some napkins to use, "Honest, I was just wal-"
"Be quiet" ordered the Hera as she angrily did her best to wipe the stain off of her outfit.
"What's going on here?" asked another girl with black pigtails. She saw the frightened look on her best friend's expression, "Erasa what happened?"
"I accidentally spilled my soda on her" responded the blonde girl. "I apologized and everything, but she's still mad at me."
Videl turned to Zangya who was still focused on cleaning the stain. "What's your problem?" she asked. "It's just a stain."
The Hera stopped what she was doing and looked at her angrily, "Just who do you think you are… this is none of your business."
The pig-tailed girl matched her look of anger, "My name is Videl Satan and it is my business because Erasa is my best friend and anything that affects her, affects me?"
Zangya could not believe that she was arguing with a child. "If it wasn't because I want to enter this tournament, I wouldn't have any problem putting a brat like you in your place."
"I'm not afraid of people like you" responded Videl. "I am more than capable of holding my own. If you haven't realized it, my father is the one and only Hercule Satan."
The Hera was actually surprised when she heard this, "Hercule Satan? The one who defeated the fighter known as Cell?"
Videl's confidence grew once she saw the surprised look on her face, but that quickly changed when she noticed her smirk, "What's so funny?" she asked with an intense look.
"I pity you" responded Zangya. "Having a weakling for a father."
Videl's blood began to boil at the fighter's accusation, "How dare you say such a lie like that?"
Before Zangya could give a response, an announcement sounded throughout the whole island. "Attention fighters, registration is now open. Please come to the front desk to sign up for the tournament. I repeat, please come to the front desk to register for the tournament, Thank you."
"Well I would love to continue arguing with you, but I have more important things to do" she turned around and started walking away.
"Hey! I'm not done with you!" shouted the 13-year-old.
"Let her go" pleaded Erasa as she grabbed her best friend's arm.
Videl was completely frustrated with what the women said, 'My dad will teach her' she thought.
As the Hera arrived, she realized there was a long line of people waiting to sign up for the tournament. At the end of the line, there was a fighter that was semi-tall, very lean, and had ginger hair, "Is this where the line starts?" she asked him.
"It sure is" he responded. "The name is Brody by the way."
Zangya rolled her eyes, "Thanks but I wasn't really asking for your name."
"Mind if I ask why a pretty gal like you wants to enter this tournament?" asked Brody confidently.
"I actually do mind and that is none of your business."
The fighter's expression didn't falter, "Well I would hate for someone like me to have to permanently damage that pretty face of yours."
Zangya chuckled at how narrow-minded he is, "I'm guessing you must be one of those fighters that have more brawns than brains, am I right?"
"Ouch, that really hurt" he responded as he made a gesture by placing both hands on his chest. "Why don't you go sit with the rest of the crowd and cheer me on. Maybe after I win this tournament I can use the prize money to buy you dinner.
Zangya looked at him more seriously now, "Why don't you do yourself a favor and turn around before I snap every bone in your body."
"Pretty confident aren't you?" he asked. "Well maybe after I win, you'll change your mind" and with that said, he turned around and left the Hera alone.
Approximately one hour later, Zangya had gotten to the middle of the line. She was somewhat frustrated at how long this process was taking. All of the sudden, everyone turned to the left and started cheering. Zangya too turned to where they were looking at. She immediately knew what the whole commotion was about.
"Please make way for the champ" ordered one of the four bodyguards.
The fighter in the front of the line immediately stepped back so Hercule could cut in front of him. Upon that, a few people within the line started murmuring, but overall everyone was still cheering. At this point, Zangya was highly itching to fight him later.
As soon as he registered, he turned around and posed with his belt, "Good luck to all of you and I hope someone here can at least give me a decent fight." He turned towards the exit and started walking away.
After another half an hour of waiting, Zangya was finally able to register for the tournament.
"Preliminaries will begin in approximately one hour. Make sure to report to the waiting area when called. Good luck."
Zangya nodded and walked away. She wanted to go ahead and get some of that 'donburi' from that restaurant earlier before the fights begin.
Two hours later, all of the registered fighters had gathered in the waiting area as they waited for further instructions.
"Welcome everyone," greeted one of the workers. "Alright, this year we're going to be separating each of you into eleven groups to face off in battle royals. The winner of each group will advance to the next round. As you know, there are twelve spots on the brackets, but only eleven groups. That is because the current champion Hercule automatically qualifies for the next round. Best of luck to all of you and please come forward to receive your group number.
Everyone including Zangya did as they were told and received their group numbers. The Hera was given the number eight. She threw away the paper and stepped into the assigned ring.
As more fighters entered the ring, Zangya studied them all. Not one of the fighters looked to be a real challenge to her.
Hercule sat to spectate the battles that were about to begin. He recognized many faces as most of them entered the previous tournament. He wasn't too worried about losing his title this year. His biggest threat would probably be 'Draco,' a big muscular fighter who loved to bully his opponents into submission. An opponent he defeated in the finals of the previous tournament.
There was a referee outside of each ring. "Is everyone ready…? Then begin" and with that said, everyone started fighting. It wasn't long before one-by-one, fighters began to get tossed outside of the ring.
At first, Zangya just stayed isolated on one corner of the ring as everyone else battled. Soon, the first fighter charged at her. She simply just stepped aside and pushed him out with ease. Immediately after, another two fighters attacked her which quickly met the same fate. It wasn't long before the Hera was the last fighter standing in ring eight.
"And we have our second entrant into the next round." Announced the referee.
Hercule was surprised when he heard someone had already advanced to the next round. At first, he just stared at her in surprise, but soon he felt a sense of familiarity, "Have I seen her before?" he asked himself. Suddenly, he remembered who she was and where he saw her. He could never forget one of the faces of the space pirates that threatened to conquer the planet. "i-i-its her…" he said to himself. "It can't be…" He could not believe what his eyes were seeing. He was sure that she along with the rest of her group were dead. As he continued to stare at her, the Hera turned towards him and for a moment their eyes met.
Zangya smirked when she noticed the look of fear in his expression. 'No doubt he recognized me' she thought.
Hercule had no idea what he was going to do, "How am I going to get out of this now…?" he asked himself with a groan.
A/N: And that's it for the 4th chapter. Gohan will be returning in the next chapter if anybody was wondering.
Just in case some people got upset that I had Hercule show that arrogance that some people may think that I'm degrading him. I did some research and in episode 109, Hercule said something similar right after he scored a 137 on the punching machine.
Also, this week I should be updating an old fic that I've been wanting to continue for a while. The story is called 'I don't' if anybody would like to give it a try. I'm also thinking about publishing a new story. I've had plenty of free time lately thanks to the semester ending a few weeks ago; and during that time, I had a new idea for a fic. I love to write about uncommon pairings as I want to see if I can make them work in a unique and creative way. I'm thinking about writing a Gohan/Bulma story. I feel like I have a solid and interesting idea for this pairing but might involve the reader to have an open-mind. Anyways let me know if you would be interested in giving this idea a chance. Thank you and take care!