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Dragon ball Z

Mortal Kombat

Last time on Tekken ball Z, the junior division began, it's first match, Shan verses Ranji. The result was…less than surprising. Next up Was Pan and Ellie, with quarter-Saiyan taking the win. From there, Jon defeated Chul, and Asoka easily overcame Amy. The junior division continues right now.

Quarter Saiyan match up

70

The crowed roared as the two stepped out, Jin observed. There eyes broke apart as they separated, though Shan's returned to her. He saw something in the boy's gaze. Infatuation. That was something he'd have to overcome, if he wanted to stand a chance. He was already at a grave disadvantage, her being part Saiyan, and he only a human, Smart and intelligent as he may be.

"One-thousand Zeni says the girl wins." Paul called.

"I'll take that bet." Hwoarang responded.

"You're gonna bet against a Saiyan?" Law questioned with amusement in his voice.

"Sure. Scorpion trained him, right? He's got speed and smarts on his side."

"Humph" Vegeta growled, "No human could defeat a Saiyan. Even if it is only Kakarot's brat's brat."

"A Shirai Ryu is no ordinary human. He has drunk the blood of a dragon, and bathed in fire with more intensity than hell." Scorpion added.

"Do you all go through that?" Chi-Chi questioned with shock.

"Yes. That is what it is to be a Shirai Ryu. We are beyond human. Those who live in fire."

Returning his attention to the arena, Jin saw the two get into position, stance ready.

"Let's hear it for these two semi-finalists." The crowed cheered. "Now, begin." With a loud cry, Pan charged forward through the air, and sent a fist his way. Shan ducked. Next, she brought down her elbow at his head. He jumped back, and before he could fix his stance, she hurled forward to deliver a kick to his abdomen. He flipped over her, and she stopped, turning to face him. The trainee assassin sent a palm strike at her. It would have struck her throat, but suddenly, as she turned around completely, his eyes fell on her face, and he stopped mid-strike. She didn't hesitate. Her fist collided with his left cheek, and he flew and rolled across the arena, right to the edge. The crowed gasped and cheered. Even the announcer was stunned. "One…two…thr-" He slowly got back up, applying a hand to his pulsating cheek. It quickly darted away as he grimaced.

"Hey, you said you wouldn't hold back!" Pan barked. "You better not be hesitating because I'm a girl!"

Jin heard Gohan sigh. "I told her to take it easy." He stated as he fixed his glasses, which had begun to slip off his nose.

Scorpion growled. "What is that little fool doing! Why did he hesitate?"

"Because," Jin began, "He can't bring himself to strike her, his body won't let him. He's infatuated with her."

"What!" Both fathers choked. Both Goku and Vegeta chuckled. The latter Saiyan's being much darker.

"Well, that's a new one." Goku laughed

"He deserves it." Vegeta stated. "Only an idiot falls for his enemy. He deserves what is coming to him.

Chi-Chi's face contorted. "I don't want him near my Pan!"

"Why?" Jay questioned, "They've been friends for years."

"I know, but not like that!"

"On the plus side," Jin began, turning to Scorpion, "If it's two-sided, then that might be enough to call off that forced engagement between him and Sub-Zero's girl."

Scorpion shuddered. He had hoped to forget that damned engagement. A folly idea to help bring the clans together, and one that none wanted. He didn't want his eldest son married to that... He looked back, where he saw the girl in question, the eldest of Sub-Zero's four children. sixteen years old, and his other three, a boy of fourteen, a boy of six, and a girl of three. This one was dressed horribly inappropriate for a Lin Kuei heir. She wore hardly anything, and as he degradingly examined her, she was flirting with a random face of the crowd. "Well, if that is the case, I should be glad that my heir needn't marry that Lin Kuei whore."

A throat cleared, "You had best watch how you speak about my daughter." Sub-Zero growled. Scorpion stood. "My daughter-"

"Spends her days on her back." Sub-Zero stood, growling. "What are you going to do? Do you wish to challenge me?"

"I'm ready if you are!"

"Whoa, Whoa. Settle down, we're all friends here, right?" One of Goku's friends, Krillin jumped in.

Scorpion and Sub-Zero both looked to each other, then back to him. "I am not his friend." They both roared.

"Save it for the ring, you two." Paul interrupted, "I still need to take bets."

Scorpion eyed his rival with contempt, before spitting, "Fine. Anyway, it will be more satisfying with more people watching you fall." Both sat down, turning back to the match.

Shan continued to take the defensive, avoiding the girl as much he could. The crowed jeered at him, shooting insults and complaints at him. He moved in on her. Again, he lined up an attack, and again he hesitated, jumping back instead. Scorpion growled a low, throaty growl. Pan charged him, but he evaded, missing another chance to attack. That was it. Scorpion had seen enough of this. He stood and shouted. "Shan!" Both fighters stopped, and everyone looked to his direction. Even the jumbo tron displayed his image. "Why the fuck are you not attacking? You are a Shirai Ryu! No, more than that, you are the heir of the title Scorpion, passed down our line from generation to generation. I will not have you defeated without so much as landing a strike. Forget whatever you may feel for her. She stands against you as an enemy. Destroy her, or I shall destroy you!" some of these with him were shocked, others embarrassed. Vegeta and Kazuya were amused. Shan trembled, but nodded, turning to face her.

"Forgive me if I harm you." He said quietly with a click of his finger, summoning flames around himself. The crowd cheered.

"Well, look at that." The announcer cried, "There's nothing like a fathers encouragement to get you moving, am I right?" The crowd cried out in encouragement as the flames moved from Shan to Pan. She vanished moments before being struck and appeared above him. She cuffed her hands together, and began concentrating her Ki.

"Kah…" Shan's eyes widened. She wouldn't! "Me-ha-me…"

"Pan!" Gohan cried. "That's too much!"

"She smirked. "Just kidding. Again, she vanished, appearing behind her opponent, striking him with a punch. He growled in pain as he stumbled to his knees. She jumped forward, bringing her elbow down on him, but his hand caught it. His leg darted out, sweeping her legs from underneath her, and threw her body over his shoulder. Moments before she hit the ground, she pushed herself up with her Ki, and hovered overhead. She charged him, delivering a punch, which sent him stumbling back to the edge of the ring. She charged again to deliver the final blow, and as she closed in, Shan jumped at her, wrapping his arms and legs around her body. The sudden momentum of her moving frame pushed them both out. He landed outside of the ring…on top of her.

"At the last moment, Shan flipped them both over, securing his victory!" The announcer cried with zeal.

Shan quickly rose from her. "Sorry." She looked up at him, before raising, and punching him in the arm, causing it to go dead.

"You won't get away with that next time." She warned with clenched teeth

"With luck, there wont be a next time." Shan tenderly answered as both walked off, passing Jon. The boy looked to his friends, and eyed Shan with surprise, puzzled by the way he looked at Pan. He shrugged it off. Teenagers were weired. He approached the announcer, and tugged on his pants. The blond turned to him.

"It's my turn now, right?" He questioned.

"Why yes it is."

"Good." Jon continued his way up to the arena. Asoka emerged from the other side, and took her place opposite him.

"Put your hands together for these two fine contestants. Not only that, but they're family!" The crowd cheered. "Begin!" In the blink of an eye, Asoka was in front of Jon, and before he could even comprehend this, she delivered a backhand strike to his face, sending him across the arena. "Look at that speed!" With his teeth clenched, he got back to his feet, and charged at her. He threw his fist at her, and she dodged, before punching him in the stomach. He fell to his knees, and she brought an elbow down on his neck, pushing him down hard against the reinforced concrete. "one…two…three."

He slowly forced himself up, and she threw her fist at his face, he caught it as he ducked down, and kicked a leg out from underneath her. Jon's free hand curled into a fist, which darted up to strike her in the face. It came back, and he backhanded her, before kneeing her in the abdomen. He released her hand, and she stumbled back. He launched himself forward, and gave her a hard right-hook, sending her to the ground. He retreated a few steps as she jumped up, a smirk curling onto her lips. She suddenly disappeared. Jon froze. How did she do-

She appeared behind him, and elbowed him hard in the side of the neck, before kicking him a good ten meters into the air. She flew up after him, and struck him again and again, not once letting him get away. Finally, she flew above him and, cupping her hands together, smashed him to the ground. He struck the reinforced concrete, but she wasn't finished yet. She cupped her hands to her side. Time for the big show stopper. Her mother wasn't the only one who taught her a thing or two about fighting. "Kah…me…

"Could it be? Yes, the world famous Kahmehameha wave!" The announcer cried with joy.

"Ha…me…" The Ki concentrated into a blue sphere of energy within her hands, and there wasn't a thing Jon could do. "Ha!" She launched the famous attack straight down, the blast engulfing the boy's body, and when it cleared, he lay there defeated

"His eyes struggled to open. He was going to lose. He couldn't. The announcer was almost through counting. He couldn't let himself lose like this. He couldn't. His eyes opened wide, gleaming with crimson. He forced himself up, the crowd gasping, and looked at his opponent, growling like a beast. Her face jumped with surprise, but it soon passed, and she charged, closed in, pulled her fist back, sent it at his face, and…he vanished. She came to a sudden halt. He reappeared behind her, punched her hard in the back, and smashed his hand into the back of the head, sending her flying. He vanished again, reappearing where she was coming, and punched her into the air. She screamed as she climbed higher and higher. He appeared above her once again, and as she closed in, he grabbed her by the head, and hurled towards the ground, slamming her into the concrete, creating an enormous dust cloud.

When it cleared, the crowed gasped at the sight of Jon still holding a bloody and whimpering Asoka by the hair. "Nighty night, girly." He clenched his fist, pulled it back, but before he could finish her…

Jon! Kazuya's voice growled in his head, and just like that, the red tint in the boy's eyes were gone, replaced with horror. Gently, he put her down, and trembling, stepped back. Did…Did he do that?

The crowed was aghast, as was the announcer, but he snapped out of it. "one…two…three…four…five…six…seven…eight…nine…ten! Jon Kazama is the winner, and will go on to face Shan in the Junior championship match!"

It was almost another minute before she managed to stand up. She wiped some blood from her face, and smiled to the crowd, before leaving the ring. Jon was relieved, yet in the pit of his stomach, he felt sick. It twisted and turned just thinking that he could have done that.

"Don't worry about it." Shan's voice commented as the silveret took his place in the ring, his black under shirt, pants, and mask which covered up to his eyes, in contrast to his yellow over-coat. It was the uniform of all Shirai Ryu. "She's fine, so you can deal with it later. Right now, I'm the only one you need to focus on." And with that, Jon nodded, and smiled.

Two friends. Jon and Shan are about to go head to head. Who will take the victory. Find out next time on Tekken ball Z.

Next time, two friends pull out all the stops and go all out to win the championship who has what it takes?

A/N: Anyone reading this please go to my poll to vote for who should win. Jon, or Shan.