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Chapter 10- Final Conflict
Azer, was he always the person you know him to be today or did something or someone alter his personality and change him into what he has become? This hot headed teen that has little control over his temper and has taken down anyone in his path without remorse was not always this way. In fact, one might even say he was once an honorable and nice boy, but that all changed one day four years ago. However, before that information is disclosed another important detail of this story must first be made known.
A light brown haired, icy blue eyed teenager age seventeen crawled out of bed in a hurried pace. A loud constant ringing could be heard throughout the house, a noise that only meant one thing. His uncle was in trouble.
Azer quickly threw on some clothes and rushed into the back bedroom to see his uncle lying in the bed weakly.
"Azer" The dying man called out quietly.
"Yes Uncle, I'm here. What do you need?" He asked with concern and worry in his voice.
"Azer, it seems l-life will g-grant me no more d-days t-to l-live." The older man struggled to get out.
"What are you talking about!? The doctors said you should have at least three more weeks!" The teen yelled with a tone full of emotion.
"Azer you must t-take your revenge on the Satan's. I won't be a-around to see that glorious d-day, but still you must. Don't ever forget what t-they've done to you, to me. Your f-family banished and disowns you! They sent you to live with m-me your dying uncle!
From t-the day you got here I trained you in what you needed for revenge. I g-gave you the tools and weapons for success. Now, you are ready. T-There is no more left to teach you. I h-have n-nothing left to o-offer."
He paused to cough painfully. The teen noticed his cough now contained blood.
'He's coughing up blood! NO!' The icy blue eyed teen though as he watched his uncle with sad eyes.
"Uncle please, save your strength. You can't die yet!" He exclaimed with emotion.
"A-Azer listen to me, remember what I've told you. Always remember your hatred, let it be your strength and drive for revenge. Let it fuel you… and then… revenge will be… yours. Take c-care boy. Remember your p-promise… you promised to t-take revenge… f-for me." The man suddenly fell silent.
"Uncle! UNCLE!" Azer screamed as he shook his uncle trying to wake him up but to no avail.
-
A woman drove up to what seemed to be an old, isolated house, getting out of the car she made her way to the house, knocking hurriedly on the door. The door opened to reveal a man in a wheelchair with a scowl firmly planted on his face.
"Hello Katsu." The woman with brown hair and blue eyes greeted in a sorrowful tone.
"What do you want Tiya?" The wheelchaired man questioned anger lacing his voice.
"Please Katsu, hear me out." She pleaded with emotion filled eyes.
An impatient look was her reply.
"Katsu, you remember my son…" She paused and pointed to her car where a boy around age thirteen sat in the passenger's seat. "The family demands he be banished from the dojo. I was hoping that… perhaps… you would take him."
"Banished?" The man bellowed with a sinister laugh.
"Please Katsu, the family demands this." The brown haired woman pleaded.
"Can he fend for himself?" He interjected not really caring what she had said before.
"Yes, he just needs a home." The woman said with tears forming in her blue eyes.
"Banished son living with his outcast uncle, I like the sounds of that. Fine. I'll take your outcast son, but what I do with the boy is no longer your business. You leave him here today and you give up your right as his mother. I'll raise him how I see fit. Do you understand?"
His words pierced the woman's heart for she knew exactly what he meant by those words. He was going to make Sakazu a weapon for his own purposes and revenge.
Tears started streaming down the woman's face. "I… I understand. Thank you brother."
"Four years." He began glaring up at her with a faced laced with disgust. "I'll look after him for four years, after that he's on his own."
The woman gave a small nod.
"Oh and Tiya, I'm not your brother anymore, remember." The man named Katsu retorted spitefully.
Tears still poured down the woman's face as she walked to the car. She paused and wiped away her tears before opening the door.
"Sakazu, you're going to live with your uncle for a few years. Be good and respect him. You're a guest in his house."
"Mother, why do I have to leave? Why can't I stay at the dojo with you and father?" The boy asked harmlessly.
"I'm sorry son. I love you." She stated as she bend down to embrace her son. "Now, your uncle is waiting."
"Will I see you again Mother?" The boy questioned quietly.
"I don't know son, I don't know." She gave him a small kiss on his forehead as her hand traced his face. "I love you my son."
"I love you too Mother." The boy replied as he grasp onto his mother for what could be the last time.
"BOY! COME HERE!" The wheelchaired man on the porch shouted.
The mother and son broke apart sharing one last glance with each other before the boy turned and walked to his new life.
-
"Uncle no." Azer cried out as he started at his uncle's dead body.
He fell to the floor crying, his back against the bed bracing him.
"Why? Why did you have to leave me? Why now?" He cried out.
-
"Why are you in a wheelchair Uncle?" The boy asked curiously.
"Because someone broke my back in a fight." The man spit out venomously.
"Who broke it?" The boy questioned innocently.
"Hercule Satan" The man replied anger filling every word.
-
"I swear Uncle, revenge will be mine." Azer spoke aloud. His wiped his tears away as his eyes burned with anger and hatred. His face hardened and his jaw tightened.
He rose from the floor and tightly wrapped his Uncle in a black blanket. He walked outside the isolated house with a shovel in hand and began to dig a grave towards the back of the house underneath a familiar tree.
-
A huge tree shaded the land as a boy, age thirteen, stood in a fighting stance.
"Like this Uncle?" He questioned looking over at the man in the wheelchair.
"Yes Sakazu, like that, only spread you feet farther apart and balance." The man replied looking over his form.
"Yes, sir." The young teen replied as he did as he was told.
"Your weapon." The wheelchaired man said as he tossed the young teen a black sheathed katana.
"You mean it Uncle?" He asked excitedly but then regained his calm composure. "Thank you sir. I will use this katana skillfully."
-
Azer paused to walk inside the house and drink some water. On his way to the kitchen he glanced up at the wall there he saw a black sheathed katana.
'I'll use that weapon to take revenge. The same one my Uncle trained me in.' Azer thought as he continued on his way to the kitchen.
He glanced over at the clock and noticed it was 9:16am, school had already started.
-At School-
The first class of the day had already passed, Azer was still no where to be seen.
Videl looked over at Erasa and quietly asked, "Hey Erasa, do you want to switch seats with me today?"
Erasa shot the girl a questioning look before happily agreeing.
The raven haired girl rose from her seat earning a small, almost unnoticeable glance from a certain jet black haired teenager and promptly swapped seats with Erasa.
Gohan still didn't look directly at her, but only glanced through the corner of his eyes.
Videl opened her folder and took out a fresh piece of paper as the teacher walked in the classroom.
The raven haired girl scribbled down a few things and was trying to get Gohan's attention subtly, however that was not something to be done so easily.
She tried clearing her throat forcefully. No reaction.
Then she force coughed calling out Gohan's name in the process. Still nothing.
Finally she ripped off a tiny piece of the paper and threw it directly at his head… still no reaction.
'How engrossed in school can he be!?' She thought frustrated.
Finally the teacher turned away to write something on the black board. That's when Videl took her opportunity and smacked Gohan up side the back of the head.
He let out a small yelp and glanced over at Videl with a what-was-that-for expression. She let out an exasperated sigh and struck her forehead with the palm of her hand in frustration while shaking her head slightly. Videl picked up the piece of paper and pointed to the writing, then at him, next to her eyes, and lastly once again to the paper.
Gohan's face lit up as he finally got the point. "You want me to read that? You could have just said so ya know." He asked quietly.
Videl's palm once again found her forehead with a sigh. "It's called stealth Gohan or do you want to teacher to yell at us for talking in class?" She questioned aggravated.
His face lit up with realization again as he mouthed, "Oh". He looked at her paper to read what was written.
Can we talk at lunch? I have something I really need to tell you.
Gohan took out his own paper and replied.
Okay let's meet on the roof.
Videl looked over at him and met his deep onyx eyes, offering a small smile. Gohan smiled in return.
'I wonder what Videl wants to talk about?' Gohan thought before realization struck him once more. 'Duh stupid she wants to talk to Gohan about her situation.'
Gohan was already waiting on the roof by the time Videl arrived. He had already started eating because well, he was hungry.
Videl looked over at Gohan with a small half smile tugging the corner of her mouth. Immediately her expression changed as she sat down next to him and decided to get straight to the point.
"Gohan, the other day, when you came in the room and I was lying on the floor… the day I yelled at you…" She paused and glanced over at him. Seeing him nod in confirmation she continued, "…first of all I wanted to say that I'm sorry for yelling at you like that. I have something I need to explain to you."
Videl proceeded to recap all she had told the Gold Fighter, minus a few parts about Gohan, specifically his date. About ten minutes later she had told Gohan everything of importance.
When Videl finished Gohan unexpectedly took her in his arms the same as he did the day she was attacked by Azer.
Videl's eyes widened and her body tensed as a blush made its way onto her face.
"Videl, I promise Azer won't get away with that." He paused to pull back slightly so he could look into her light blue orbs. "Nothing is going to happen to me. Even if Azer did decide to attack me, he wouldn't get very far. I know it doesn't make sense right now, but I promise I'll tell you in time."
Videl pulled closer to Gohan saying, "I know. What should we do?"
Videl released Gohan and took out her meal since she has yet to eat anything for the day.
"Just be yourself Videl. For some reason Azer isn't here today, but I want you to be careful anyways. Try to avoid me if Azer is back in school tomorrow. Our best option is if Azer doesn't know that you told me." Gohan responded wisely, as if he had put some thought into this situation.
"Yeah, right… just be myself. I think that's easier said than done when you know someone is threatening to hurt those you care about if you even talk to them." The raven haired teen retorted.
"Hey, at least we have today without having to worry about him, right?" Gohan encouraged.
Videl just smiled and thought, 'Why are you so nice Gohan?'
Another shovel full of the Earth was removed and set aside as the hole continued to become deeper and deeper. It was finally ready, his uncle's grave. A small formation of rocks served as the tombstone.
The light brown haired teen's stomach let out a growl so he decided to take another break, this time to eat. Sweat poured off him as he rose from the hole in the ground. Once fully out of the hole he turned and stared at his efforts…
-
"Sakazu no man should have to live with the shame the Satan's have caused you." His uncle stated strongly.
"But Uncle Katsu, why should I hate them for what they've done? If I had only been trained properly I wouldn't have lost. It's my own fault." The boy called Sakazu replied honorably.
"Sakazu think of what that Satan girl has done! Your family now banished you and it all began with HER!" Katsu began to yell.
"Yes, but she didn't know what would happen this isn't her fault." Sakazu defended, putting his own pride aside.
"Think back to that day Sakazu! REMEMBER IT! REMEMBER YOUR SHAME!" The wheelchaired man yelled with anger as he forcefully grabbed Sakazu's shirt and shook him.
Katsu released him as the boy closed his eyes and did as his elder had commanded. Before him flashed the images of that day and also from events there after. When he opened his eyes again they no longer held the innocent look of an honorable boy, but rather the look of hatred.
"Yes, that's it boy. Let your hatred consume you. Harness it, use it, let it be your most powerful weapon. Hate them. Hate the Satan's!" His uncle encouraged as he faded into the night shadows.
-
Azer eyes flashed flames as he drank the last sip of water from the glass in his hand. Without warning he suddenly crushed the glass in his bare hand letting out a frustrated and angry yell.
"AHHHHH!"
The shattered glass didn't even affect him, nor did it cut his vulnerable skin. He opened his hand and let the rest of the shattered glass fall to the floor.
He walked into the back room and pick up his Uncle's body from the bed. Walking back outside he laid the body in his newly dug hole, or rather, Katsu's grave.
"I swear Uncle, no matter what, I will avenge you." With that he began to shovel the dirt back into place, forever sealing his promise to Uncle.
-
A fifteen year old teenager, who was now fully trained in the art of swords ranging from a simple knife to a katana, looked at the man before him.
"Sakazu, you have learned all I have to teach in the art of swords, now it is time for your transformation to become complete." Katsu began as he unsheathed a katana.
"I'm ready." Sakazu replied, his voice now deeper and… darker. He bowed his head and kneeled before the man.
"Arise, and take with you a new name and this sword. Your name is now Azer Yakine and this very sword, your identity, your weapon." The wheelchaired man said as he lightly tapped the long sword on his nephew's right shoulder.
Sakazu lifted his head and replied, "My name is Azer Yakine and my purpose is revenge. This sword shall be my tool, but my hatred, my weapon."
His uncle's face spread into an evil grin as he placed a hand on Azer's shoulder.
"Now the real trial begins. Videl is currently enrolled into Orange Star High, you have two years to get her to trust you and become your girlfriend. This is a crucial part of your mission. Do you understand?" The older man questioned.
"Understood, mission accepted." Azer replied as if he were a soldier.
-
Azer placed the last shovel full of dirt in place, took one last look at the grave, and walked back inside the house. He pulled the katana down from its spot on the wall and stared at it. His grip tightened on the handle as he yanked it out of the black scabbard (sheath). He gazed at the blade and then started to practice with the sword. About three hours later Azer had finished his "training", sweat pouring off his body once more.
The light brown haired teen went to take a shower and rinse off the days work. After his shower he sat cross legged on the floor and began to meditate, it was going to be a long night.
-Lunch time the next day at school-
Azer was back in school today as if nothing had happened. Though Gohan fully knew about what Azer had threatened, he hadn't made any attempts to confront him…yet.
The bell rang signaling lunch for the day. As everyone started to file out of the room a certain half saiyan grabbed a certain icy blue eyed teen's arm, causing him to stay back while everyone else exited the room.
"Come with me." Was all Gohan said as he walked out of the class and made his way to the roof.
'Alright Gohan, you've intrigued me. I'll play along.' Azer thought as he followed Gohan silently.
Gohan opened the roof door and walked out, Azer following.
Without warning Gohan grabbed Azer by his shirt and pinned him up against the wall.
"I've been watching you Azer. Watching the way you treat Videl." Gohan paused to look up and meet Azer's cold eyes with his own anger infused eyes. "I promise if you don't leave Videl alone you'll have a much bigger problem than you can handle. My patience is running out Azer, you have until tomorrow to leave this city."
"Are you done yet?" Azer barked as he stared at Gohan.
A flash went through Gohan's eyes as he released Azer, however, he wasn't going to let Azer walk away without his point getting across.
"My business isn't with you Gohan, so if you want to live then you had better leave and never threaten me again." Azer replied calmly yet full of anger and began to walk away.
"Azer!" Gohan called out angrily.
As soon as Azer turned to face him, Gohan threw a ki enhanced punch to his stomach resulting in Azer crumpling to the ground.
"Perhaps you didn't understand me." Gohan lowered to meet Azer's lifeless eyes. "You have no idea who you're messing with. I am not someone you want to piss off, trust me. If you value your life, then you will leave this city by tomorrow." Gohan finished in a commanding, authoritive tone.
Azer tried to speak, but no words came out.
Gohan inched closer to Azer's ear and whispered. "You're not as tuff as you think you are. I bet right now you're finally starting to feel the real effects of that punch. Don't worry; it should stop hurting in about two hours. As I said, leave Videl alone."
Gohan was about to stand up when Azer did the only thing he could at the time, spit into Gohan's face.
"S-sc-screw y-you!" Azer managed to breathe out.
"You don't want to cross me Azer." Gohan said standing to his full height. He then walked through the door he came out of and continued with his day.
Azer remained on the roof unmoving for the next thirty minutes when he could finally stand up Azer rose with hatred boiling over.
"For that Gohan, Videl will die." Azer said aloud while clutching his stomach as his eyes burned with flames of hatred.
The day had turned overcast as the rain lightly poured down upon the Earth. School had ended and regardless of Gohan's offers, Videl refused to be walked home. She had hopped in her jet copter to fly, but the weather proceeded to get worse developing to the point where flying was unsafe. Videl landed in an open space and capsuled her jet copter.
"Of all the stupid days for it to rain!" Videl yelled as she ran into a coffee shop across the street. "I guess I'll just wait it out." She said quietly with a sigh.
She proceeded to the counter to order a cup of hot tea.
"It looks like this storm is gunna last a while." The bubble gum chewing waitress said while she made Videl's tea.
"Yes, it would seem that way." Videl replied. She paid the lady, thanked her, and took her tea and sat down in a corner booth.
Meanwhile, a light brown haired teen had returned to his home, dressed in black, and grabbed a black sheathed katana from the counter where it had been set out the night before.
"This storm is perfect. The time is now." Azer said aloud as he prepared himself for the day he had been waiting for so long.
At that same time, a Golden Warrior had landed at his house. He de-transformed and went to his favorite spot in the house, the kitchen. Upon entering he noticed a note on the fridge.
Gohan,
Goten and I went over to Bulma's for the evening. If you want to come over you're more than welcome, if not there is a roast in the oven. Don't forget to do your homework. We should be home around 9:00 call Bulma's if you need anything.
Love,
Chichi and Goten
Gohan shrugged his shoulders and thought, 'Why not?'
He transformed once again and took off towards Bulma's. Not long after he knocked on the back door.
"Capsule Corp, we don't accept solicitator's so you'll have to leave now." A young voice echoed through the communication device.
Gohan raised a brow and pushed the intercom button, "Uh, I'm not a solicitator."
"What's the password?" The voice stated.
Gohan pressed the button again, "Excuse me?" he asked with a laugh.
"What's the password?" The young voice replied once more.
Gohan was just about to speak when another voice was heard in the background.
"TRUNKS HOW MANY TIMES HAVE I TOLD YOU NOT TO ANSWER THE DOOR!?"
"But Mom, I didn't let 'em in." The young voice replied back to the woman.
'Bulma and Trunks' Gohan thought with a smirk.
"TRUNKS!" Bulma called out in that motherly voice.
"Okay, Okay!"
A loud buzz was heard and Gohan grabbed the handle and walked into the warm home.
Trunks immediately pounced on him saying, "Oh Gohan I didn't know it was you at the door!"
A loud clearing of the throat came from behind them. Trunks let go of Gohan and stood before him with his head down.
"I'm sorry for not letting you in sooner Gohan." Trunks apologized.
Gohan glanced at Bulma who was standing there with arms crossed.
"It's alright Trunks; just listen to your parents next time." Gohan replied earning a wide smile from the young boy.
"Hey Gohan, do you want to play with me and Goten?" Trunks asked with a hopeful expression.
"Maybe later, I was hoping to spar with your dad for a bit."
"Oh, okay." Trunks replied disappointed. But soon went on his way to find Goten and get into who knows what.
Bulma walked over to Gohan and gave him a quick hug.
"It's good to see you again. Vegeta is where he ALWAYS is, in the gravity room." The blue haired woman said while rolling her eyes.
"Thanks Bulma. By the way, are my mom and Goten here?" Gohan asked curiously because he hadn't seen Goten with Trunks.
A loud voice came from the kitchen saying, "I HOPE YOU FINISHED YOUR HOMEWORK BEFORE YOU CAME OVER!"
Bulma pointed a thumb over her shoulder and at the kitchen door. "Does that answer your question?"
Gohan let out a small chuckle and replied, "Yup."
The half saiyan went to his room at C.C. and changed into a different gi. He wouldn't want to ruin his costume now would he? He was wearing a navy colored gi with a red sash. (A/N the same one he wore when he was training for the World Tournament with Goten.)
Entering the gravity room a rough voice called out.
"About time you got here boy."
"It's good to see you too Vegeta." Gohan replied as he powered up to super saiyan. "If it's alright with you, let's skip the introductions."
Vegeta raised an eyebrow at him, but powered up to super saiyan none the less. "What's eating him today?" Vegeta mumbled.
Both warriors charged at each other, clashing at the knees. Gohan was the first to respond as he threw a punch at Vegeta.
Vegeta blocked that punch and countered with a roundhouse to the ribs. Gohan barely blocked the roundhouse with his right forearm as he launched an energy blast at Vegeta with his left.
Vegeta was struck by the sudden blast, but wasn't knocked down. He merely responded with his own, larger blast to Gohan's stomach. Both men were knocked apart taking a quick breather.
"Well someone's got some spunk today." Vegeta commented much to the dislike of Gohan.
"Oh shut up Veggie." Gohan retorted bitterly.
Vegeta powered up even more than he was and began his attack on Gohan once more. The two clashed in the air exchanging kicks, punches, blocks, and energy blasts. Surprisingly to Gohan, Vegeta had the upper hand. Vegeta landed a two handed hit to Gohan's back sending the half saiyan to the ground.
"Someone's been slacking off in their training." Vegeta stated with a smirk.
"Oh really Vegeta then what do you call THIS!?" Gohan yelled as he began to power up to Super Saiyan two with a fierce yell.
If possible Vegeta's smirk only grew. 'Now, to see how far I've really come.'
Gohan's eyes were more intense than before as lightning swirled around his body. The two saiyans charged at each other again, exchanged blows once more. Vegeta was no longer holding back and the fight seemed to be even for a while, but after a few good blows from Vegeta, Gohan got serious.
Gohan charged at Vegeta yet again, kneeing him in the stomach, and then knocking him over the head with both hands locked together at the fingers. He then phased under Vegeta as he was falling and kicked him back up into the air. Once again Gohan phased behind Vegeta, this time, doing a roundhouse to the said saiyan sending him to the ground yet another time.
Amazingly Vegeta got up and glared back at Gohan. Vegeta's clothes were ripped and torn in various places as well as Gohan's. Both were scraped and slightly bruised and bloodied.
'Wow, Vegeta really has been training hard. I figured that blow would take him out. Guess I can't underestimate him.' Gohan thought as he watched Vegeta rise in the air to his level.
The two saiyans had been fighting for about two hours now, neither really budging an inch. Gohan still wasn't fighting at his fullest, on the contrary Vegeta was. Gohan was going to win this fight.
-Back with Videl-
Two hours had passed since Videl entered that coffee shop, and now she was tired of waiting for the rain to stop. The weather had lightened up enough she could leave. She decided that instead of flying home in her jet copter, she would walk.
Videl had walked out of the coffee shop and made her way through the city towards her home. It was only about a three mile walk from the coffee shop where she stopped and she needed some time to think anyways.
As Videl walked she thought she heard someone calling for help down an old alley. Being Videl, she immediately ran down the alley to see what she could do to help.
"Where are you!?" Videl called out as she wandered down the darkening alley.
"Right here." A deep voice echoed sending chills down her spine. Videl turned around to meet icy blue eyes.
"Azer?" Videl started to grow nervous, but wasn't entirely sure why.
Azer smirked as his eyes darkened even more. He threw a quick, easily blockable punch at Videl to get her attention.
"What the heck!?" Videl shouted as she jumped back and got into a fighting stance.
Azer wasted no time in charging at Videl. She blocked the first two punches he threw at her and landed a kick of her own. That wasn't enough to keep him away though. Azer charged once more this time, increasing his speed. He managed to land a hit to the stomach and a punch to the face.
Videl however, wasn't that easy to take down. She began to fight back with everything she had in her. Her moves were smooth and fluid more than enough to take down any robber or villain she came across, but Azer was a different story. He had been training for four years, just for this day, studying her style, her moves, everything.
The fight continued Videl holding her own until Azer elbowed her hard in the ribs with a ki enforced attack causing a few to break. The raven haired girl let out a cry of pain as she clutched her side. Azer wasn't done with his assault yet though, no, not even close. Azer grabbed Videl by her shirt threw her into the brick wall, again, Videl let out a painful cry.
Azer had paused his assaults to speak.
"Does the name Sakazu Hiroshimo sound familiar?" Azer questioned the bruised Videl.
"What, why do you care?" Videl replied wiping away some blood from her mouth.
Azer didn't like her reply though and instead punched her in her hurt side.
"ANSWER THE QUESTION!" He yelled angrily.
Videl, seeing as she had no other choice responded. "Yes, he was my opponent the first year I won the Junior Division of the World Martial Arts Tournament."
Azer cocked his head to the side and drew near to the vulnerable Videl. His lifeless eyes bearing into Videl's as he spoke, "Yes, I am."
Videl's eyes widened in shock, "What? Sakazu?"
"You ruined my life Videl, now I'm going to ruin yours." Azer replied coldly.
"What!? How did I ruin your life?" Videl responded hotly.
"YOU WANT TO KNOW! FINE!" Azer yelled in frustration, but ceased his attacks.
"My family's dojo was one of the best known and prized dojo's in all of Japan. I was the most skilled pupil of all those my age. I had won the World Tournament for the past three years; no one could even challenge me. Then that day happened." Azer began.
FLASHBACK
"Welcome to the final round of the Junior Division World Martial Arts Tournament. Today we have a special match up as the former junior division champion, Sakazu Hiroshimo, faces off against new comer, Videl Satan." The blond haired, dark sunglasses wearing announcer began as the crowd applauded loudly.
"This is Videl's first time ever competing the World Tournament, but so far she has been able to advance to the finals without a problem. Let's see who the victor of this amazing match will be!" The announcer said as the fighters made their way up the steps of the arena.
"Good luck Videl." Sakazu greeted with a bow and then took his fighting stance.
"Same to you." Videl replied with a bow of her own, also then proceeding to drop into her fighting stance.
The match began as both kids charged at each other. Videl was the first to land a blow much to the surprise of Sakazu. He stumbled backwards, shock evident on his face.
"I guess that just because you're a girl doesn't mean I can go easy on you." The boy responded as he wiped away the trickle of blood escaping from his lower lip.
"I never asked you to." The raven haired girl replied smugly.
The fight continued but Videl had the upper hand the whole time. Sakazu never even landed a punch. Videl completely ruled the arena and appeared to be dragging out the fight.
"STOP MESSING WITH ME!?" Sakazu yelled in frustration.
Videl turned and charged at the boy. The boy threw a punch at Videl who immediately ducked under it and threw one of her own at his midsection.
Sakazu then spun around trying to land a kick to the girl's side, but once again, hit nothing but air. His anger started to boil over and his attacks grew more fierce, however, still only one of them actually hit his opponent.
The one that did hit was enough to cause Videl to lose her balance and slide to the edge of the ring. Sakazu charged in for his final assault, a hard kick to knock the girl out of the ring. Videl quickly recovered and dodged just in time. The momentum behind that kick was enough to carry Sakazu out of the ring landing directly on his face in the grass below.
"Ladies and Gentlemen… Videl Satan is your new Junior Division Champion!" The blond haired announcer spoke into his mic as he raised Videl's hand high into the air.
Sakazu was appalled, how could he have lost? She was a nobody!
END FLASHBACK
"You see Videl, you were a nobody! That was the first tournament you had ever entered, you weren't supposed to win, let alone humiliate me! I ONLY HIT YOU ONE TIME DURING THE ENTIRE MATCH!" Azer yelled angrily.
"So all this is because you lost the stupid match!?" Videl breathed out confused and angry, still clutching her side.
"No Videl, not even close." He began again. "After that match, the one I was supposed to dominate, the dojo started loosing business like crazy. The family blamed it on my loss at the tournament. I was one of the best students, and I lost to a first time competitor and a girl at that.
My family was known for its honorable and highly skilled martial artists, but that all fell to the ground when one of their prized pupils lost the title, which had been held for three years prior, to a competitor who never existed before that day! My family still welcomed me at that time however; it wasn't until later that I would be banished.
Three weeks after the business started to fail my grandmother fell ill with an unknown disease. She died, two weeks later. A month after that, my father's cousin was eaten by a freakin' dinosaur. Finally, one week and two days after he died, my grandfather was in the dojo praying to the gods when a tile fell from the ceiling and killed him."
Videl looked at him in confusion.
"My family claimed I was cursed because I had lost the tournament, that I had lost my honor and the gods were punishing me, so they banished me from the dojo. I was sent to live with my Uncle Katsu, who was in a wheelchair, also outcast from the dojo. Apparently he was the one of the competitors the year your father won the World Martial Arts Tournament, title. In that fight my uncle clearly had the advantage, but then by some fluke mistake your idiot of a father slipped, resulting in him ducking underneath my Uncle's final punch. Your father was on the edge of the ring already when he had slipped, but somehow managed to stay on.
He then took the opportunity of having my Uncle off balance and flipped him over his shoulder and out of the ring. However, your loser father didn't actually get him fully out of the ring, but rather right on the edge. My Uncle landed back first right on the edge of the concrete arena, resulting in him breaking his back and forever bound to a wheelchair.
Nothing ever happened to your dear old dad and he went on to win the title of World Champion. It wasn't all bad though, because you see, my Uncle completed my training and also trained me in the art of swords." Azer finished his story as he pulled something from behind his back.
A black sheathed katana.
Videl's eyes widened in fear. She was having enough trouble as is; now he had a sword. This was bad.
Gohan and Vegeta continued their endless assaults on each other when abruptly Gohan paused in the air, completely dropping his guard. He felt a familiar ki spike suddenly.
'I know that ki, but who's?' Gohan thought as he racked his brain for who that ki belonged to.
Vegeta not knowing why or even caring that Gohan had stopped took advantage of the situation and charged at the super saiyan two hitting him squarely in the jaw, causing Gohan to go flying into the ground.
Gohan was still racking his brain when Vegeta hit him, suddenly it clicked.
"VIDEL!" Gohan screamed out causing the older saiyan to pause in his attacks.
"No Vegeta." The spiky haired full blooded saiyan responded smugly.
"No, not you, Videl is in trouble. I have to go!" Gohan said hurriedly as he made his way to the door.
"Where are you going brat?" Vegeta said while phasing in front of Gohan. "This fight's not over yet."
Gohan gritted his teeth and punched Vegeta with full strength in the stomach successfully knocking the saiyan unconscious.
Stepping over his body Gohan said, "Now it is."
Gohan ran through the house yelling at Bulma that Vegeta needed assistance in the G.R. and with that he was out the door and took to the skies toward Satan City.
'Hang on Videl, I'm on my way!' Gohan thought as he flew as fast as he could towards the city. Videl's ki was dropping and fast.
-Back with Videl and Azer-
"I was going to let you live, but your little boyfriend changed my mind about that." Azer spit as he drew near to Videl.
Videl rose to her feet and once again took a fighting stance. Her side burned, but that didn't matter now, it was either, win or die.
Videl clinched her fists and charged. She ducked under the first swipe of the blade and spun around to kick at his legs, Azer was expecting this dodged by jumping into the air, spinning while doing so and taking another swipe at Videl, this time making contact with her left forearm.
Videl held in the cry of pain and recovered in time to see Azer charging at her. Videl spun around, narrowly missing the sword piercing her body, and kicked Azer in the back sending him into the same wall he had thrown her into earlier.
"Well, well, well, it would seem you have a little spark left in you after all." Azer mocked as turned around to glare at Videl.
Once again Azer attacked, this time he faked a swipe with the sword and preformed a roundhouse kick to her broken side. To top it off he quickly spun low and sliced both of Videl's calves with his katana.
Blood dripped off the end of the blade. The rain began to pour hard, just as it had done earlier that day.
Videl didn't have time to think as she stood again. To be on the ground was as good as dead. Pushing through the massive amounts of pain Videl tried again to attack Azer.
She drew near to Azer managing to dodge a few swipes of the blade, when close enough she head butted him causing him to stumble back in surprise. Videl grabbed the handle of the katana and spun so his hand and the sword were both under her right arm.
She was about to jam his forearm just below the wrist into her arm forcing him to either drop the blade or break his arm, when suddenly…
Gohan flew faster than he had in years; he had to make it there in time.
'Please Videl hold on, I'm coming. Please hold on!' Gohan thought as his fists clinched tighter.
'Don't give up Videl, I won't let you die.' Gohan thought as he felt Videl's ki drop even more.
… Azer head butted Videl in the back of her head causing her to stumble forwards. With one motion as Videl was falling Azer ran the sword up Videl's back following her spinal cord.
Blood spilled everywhere mixed with the heavy rain. Videl let out a death defying scream as her back was filleted open. She was cut so deeply that parts of her spinal cord were showing.
'I'm going to die.' Videl thought as her eyes filled with tears.
She fell to the ground with a thud, blood, her blood swirling around her.
Azer kneeled next to the dying girl looking directly in her eyes he spoke, "I never liked you Videl. I spent two years getting you to trust me just for this night. It's a sham-"
Azer's sentence was interrupted as a cry came from above.
Azer looked up to see… the Gold Fighter?
Gohan descended down into the alley. His golden locks defying gravity and the rain. This teal eyes burning with anger directly into Azer's blue ones.
"I told you that you didn't want to piss me off!" Gohan yelled in anger.
"Who the hell are you!?" Azer retorted.
Gohan reverted back to his normal self, eyes glaring at Azer's the whole time never once loosing their fierceness as teal turned to onyx.
Shocked flew across Azer's face. "GOHAN!?"
A certain pair of light blue orb's widened before finally closing for what she presumed was the last time. 'I k-knew it w-was y-you.' She thought before her world went totally black.
"I told you, you had no idea who you're messing with." Gohan spit out venomously.
Gohan then transformed directly into super saiyan two with a yell. His hair turned golden and his eyes shone teal. Lightning began to form and spark around his body as pieces of the ground beneath them rose and shattered in the air.
"Y-You're the Gold Fighter!?" Azer said in surprise and shock.
Gohan pushed the button on his watch as his clothes transformed from the battered blue gi to a black one, with a yellow sash and wristbands. Black and yellow boots to match and a black mask appeared on his face all in a matter of a second.
Gohan glanced back at Videl then at Azer.
Azer looked like he had seen a ghost. Fear washed over him for the first time in many years. His eyes grew as large as saucers. He knew this was the end of the road.
"Your time for justice is now!" Gohan yelled as he charged in to fight with Azer.
Azer was definitely skilled with swords, but against a VERY pissed off Super Saiyan two, the guy didn't stand a chance.
Azer swiped the sword at Gohan, but Gohan merely raised his forearm, catching the blade in front of his face. Azer's eyes widened once more and Gohan's shone through the mask bearing into to his.
Gohan then powered up, shattering the blade to pieces.
'I don't have time to be toying with him! Videl is going to die if I don't end this now!' Gohan thought, sensing Videl's ki drop deathly low.
Out of no where Kero appeared on the scene in a police squad car.
'Good at least Gohan is in the Gold Fighter disguise.' Kero thought as he jumped out of the car.
The policeman looked over at the Gold Fighter then at Videl. He noticed the shattered sword on the ground but the handle still in Azer's hand.
Gohan raised his fist and punched Azer with enough force to knock him out for a week. Azer flew into, or rather through, the brick wall of the alley, completely unconscious.
Gohan immediately phased over to Videl which whom Kero was already next to.
"Gohan you have to get her to the lookout. I'll handle things down here." Kero said as he glanced at Gohan hurriedly.
"I didn't kill him." Gohan said as he scooped Videl's bloodied and broken body in his arms.
Without another moment passing he took off with more speed than he knew he possessed up to the lookout.
Only about two minutes had passed by the time he made it up to the top.
He passed Korin's tower on the way and the old, wise, white cat, who was standing near the edge with his wooden cane, went flying backwards into the opposite wall.
"The kid sure can fly fast when someone's life is on the line." Korin's gruff voice echoed through the tower.
"Uh, a little help here." Yajirobe called out from inside a huge pot, just his legs were sticking out the top.
Gohan landed on the lookout Popo, who was watering the flowers outside, looked up to greet him when he noticed Videl's bloody body in his arms.
"Oh my." Popo whispered raising a hand to his mouth.
"DENDE!" Gohan screamed so loud that part of the floor beneath him cracked.
Dende and Piccolo came running out from inside the lookout. The three of them exchanged looks knowing exactly what they meant.
Gohan gently laid Videl's body on the ground.
"Dende you have to heal her now! SHE'S STOPPED BREATHING!" Gohan yelled frantically. His heart wrenched and twisted.
'You can't die Videl.'
Author's Note:
I know I'm horrible for cutting it off there, but hey, you can kill me later. Well I told you it would be a chapter you wouldn't want to miss. It came out similar to how I had it in my head, but not quite the same.
That should answer all of your questions about Azer and his past with the Satan's, but if not feel free to send me an e-mail or note about any questions you might still have. I know his family seemed like they might have overreacted, but he was from a very honorable and skilled family, a family who believed that once he lost the tournament, he lost his honor and was cursed.
Thank you all so much for reading, I sincerely hope you were able to enjoy this chapter and finally see the revenge unfold before your eyes. I hope it was to your liking.
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-Samurai Girl
Next time on Growing Up, Gohan Style:
Find out if Videl lives or dies and how Gohan reacts to it. How will his life change because of this one incident? The only way to find out is to keep reading.
Videl- -eyes bulge in shock- "YOU LEFT IT THERE!?"
Samurai Girl- "Yup"
Gohan- "Well does she live or die!?"
Samurai Girl- "Uh, read the next chapter when it comes out to find out?" -Backs away slightly as Gohan turns Super Saiyan-
Gohan- "YOU COULD COMPLETELY CHANGE MY LIFE AND YOU JUST SAY WAIT AND FIND OUT!?"
Samurai Girl- -gulps nervously- "G-Gohan, calm down please. If you kill me now, you'll never know what happens."
Gohan- -let's out a sigh and powers down- "Fine, but you better not take too long."
Samurai Girl- "I promise I won't!" -runs to computer to start writing next chapter-