World Tournament: Junior Division
With a Twist… By Tonz82Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ or any of its characters. Nor do I claim ownership of the Power Puff Girls. Each one are owned by their respective companies.
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[ ] = Denotes characters' thoughts when they are talking since most people are thinking something even while they speak.
Him's deep baritone voice is noted in bold words, while his more falsetto voice is noted in Italics.
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Chapter Eleven:
"Payback!"
Trunks stared at the two cloaked creatures standing only a few feet away from Buttercup, Goten, Bubbles, and himself. The faces of the menacing duo were the only things visible, since their bodies were still covered by the deep blue fabric of their cloaks. To his own amazement, the smaller one appeared to be nothing more than but a mere monkey. A closer look of analysis said otherwise though. Deep crevices wrinkled the ape's pea-green, simian brow causing his dark eyes to lower into a black, baleful glare. His fierce gaze was concentrated primarily on the two girls, brimming with heated vengeance. It was clear that some kind of unknown history between the chimpanzee and the two girls existed.
Shifting his eyes away from the girls momentarily, Mojo gave Trunks and Goten a more disdainful frown. Trunks returned with a look of indignation and then glanced at the chimp's companion. A question mark formed in his mind as he tried to figure out what the heck the creature was. He turned to Goten to ask exactly that. A look of bafflement covered the other boy's face as well.
'Well, it's not any kind of bear that I've ever seen,' Goten thought to himself. Without even realizing it and due to his own insatiable curiosity, he stepped forward to poke the overgrown muppet in his round belly several times.
The direct prods brought immediate chuckles from the creature's mouth and the development of sweat drops from his three friends standing behind him.
"Da, hey stop that!" Fuzzy yelled seconds later, slapping Goten's hand away.
"Jeez, you're almost as bad as Bubbles!" Buttercup muttered as she snatched the boy by the back of his gi and dragged him back over to the rest of their group.
"He! He!" Bubbles giggled and then whispered to Goten. "I've done that before too! You should try bouncing on his belly. I'll give you a turn after me and Buttercup finish beating him up!"
"Hmm, okay," Goten said after taking a few moments of thought and then laughed, "Sounds like fun."
"Say what?! Why you-" Fuzzy sputtered angrily and then turned to look at Mojo. "I say we whoop 'em good right now Jojo."
A snarl of annoyance caused one side of Mojo's upper lip to curl upward as he responded to his banjo-picking partner.
"Idiot! I have told you a thousand times not to call me that! My name is Mojo-jojo and you are to address me as such. How hard is it for your puny brain-"
Paying no mind to the scathing remarks Mojo directed at Fuzzy, Goten continued to look the creature further up and down. Its pink fur was short and matted to its large, husky face. To be honest it didn't look all that scary to him. In fact, it looked a lot like a 'living' stuffed animal. However, the gleam in the creature's eyes made him think twice about that description. Although a bit lazy-eyed and not sparkling with quite as much intelligence as the chimp, it shared the same fierce, bitter gaze.
'Yep, these guys are bad,' he thought nodding his head, 'and strong.'
An unseen but potent power could be felt emanating from both.
'I bet Trunks feels that too,' Goten continued to think, although not worried. 'Still, we could handle them no problem.'
Surprisingly, the monkey turned to look at Goten as though he had heard exactly what he had thought.
"That's because I did, you stupid boy," Mojo answered, talking speedily as he addressed him. "And the reason that could I is because I, Mojo-jojo, master mind supreme, can hear all the thoughts broadcasted from your tiny, microscopic, inferior, and verrry small child sized brain."
Goten and Trunks' eyes widened while Bubbles and Buttercup gasped at this revelation. Enjoying their shock, Mojo's mouth grew into a large, sharp-toothed smile.
"Yesss, with the power of my superrior intellect but now greatly enhanced many times over (points to the light bulb shaped helmet on his head for emphasis), I, Mojo-jojo, was able to hear the thoughts of your sister, leader of you wretched power puffs, beforehand completely without her knowing! Thus, gaining valuable information about the metallic, power-reducing devices that the professor created for you in order to compete in the tournament, which I then and with great pleasure relayed to Princess. Who went so forth to use the knowledge of the information that I, Mojo-jojo extracted from Blossom's unsuspecting and also verry inferior mind, in order to gain advantage in battle!"
The two girls and boys growled in annoyance as they balled their fists together. In spite of their anger, sweat drops developed over Trunks and Goten's head from the odd villain's long-winded and very redundant manner of speaking.
"How, you ask?" Mojo said continuing snidely, but not waiting for a response from the super powered children. "Through the powers of telepathy and telekinesis, as well as other heightened and new physical abilities that I have recently acquired, through means that I'm not ready to reveal to you just yet. However, will use on you first hand in order to cause you extremely large, substantial amounts of pain."
"You dumb old monkey," Buttercup spat, "the only one here who's going to hurt is you!"
"And you too!" Bubbles said pointing at Fuzzy.
Trunks shook his head as he stared at the two pathetic excuses for so called 'bad' guys and then looked over at the girls. "I don't how you guys know these two creeps, but you can count Goten and me in on bashing their skulls together! [Just who the heck are these clowns? (Looks at Bubbles and Buttercup) Power Puffs, huh? *Mental Snort* What kind of girls scouts are these two anyway?]."
"Meddlesome brat! Mind your own business. This confrontation does not concern you!" Mojo said angrily looking at Trunks and Goten.
The two boys glanced at one another out the corner of their eyes and then took a step forward to handle the small chimp.
"He's right," Buttercup said turning to Trunks and Goten suddenly. "You guys are both pretty strong, but you still should stay out of this so that you don't get hurt. Bubbles and I will handle these dorks!"
She gave a nod to Bubbles, who nodded back with a stern frown on her face. Realizing what they had to do, the girls stepped in front of Trunks and Goten to protect them.
Both half-saiyans immediately adorned surprised looks, caused not only by what Buttercup had said, but also by the behavior of she and Bubbles. They two mini z-fighters looked at one another once more, but this time with disbelief.
"Protect-" Trunks said.
"Us?" Goten finished.
They began to protest since clearly the girls had no idea about the full extent of their powers. Their complaints were ignored as the female fighters focused their attentions on their two enemies.
Buttercup was anxious to beat both Fuzzy and Mojo into the ground, but still curious to find out what the two Townsville villains, along with Princess were doing at the martial arts tournament. She also knew that if the three of them were there then Him couldn't be too much further off, not to mention there was still the matter of finding the whereabouts of the missing children. She was about to inquire further when the sound of a pain-filled scream caused her head to jerk to the side.
"Blossom!" she cried fearfully with remembered concern for her sister's welfare.
Running to the waiting room entrance to get a full view of the still on-going fight, Buttercup led the way. Bubbles, Trunks, and Goten ran in a single-file line behind her. None of them were able to get too far though.
The dark-haired Powerpuff came to a staggering halt as her body stiffened and her limbs ceased to obey her commands.
"I-I can't move," she shouted confused by her sudden paralysis.
"Ugh! Neither can we," Goten cried back as he and Trunks struggled against the invisible force restraining them.
"It must be Mojo using his telekin…kin-nesises," Bubbles answered trying desperately to pronounce the last word of her sentence correctly and break free from the obvious mental attack.
Out the corner of their eyes they saw Fuzzy roll his head sharply on his shoulders and then swing it around once more in their direction. At just the same time the thin-as-thread antennas on his head began to grow exceedingly long and then lash the four children like a whip; slamming them into the one of the sidewalls of the waiting room with considerable force. They all let out grunts upon impact.
Mojo laughed maliciously at their pain as he waved an index finger back and forth.
"Mu-ha-ha-ha! I don't think so! The only way any of you are going to get to poor little Blossom is through us! Which of course you won't, because we will stop and defeat you!"
The two Townsville villains then removed the long cloaks draped over their shoulders, letting them drop to the floor. They rushed forward as they prepared to engage battle with the four children.
**Elsewhere but nearby**
Standing against a wall by trees several feet away from the tournament ring, the hooded figure of a small child leaned against a shaded brick wall. He doubted if anyone even noticed him. The stadium crowd gasped wide-eyed at the battle between Princess and Blossom. He relished the shock, horror, and intrigue written across their faces. They were completely mesmerized. With arms crossed over his chest, he diverted his eyes away from the preoccupied audience and toward the ring. A devious smile replaced the close-lipped smirk on his face. In moments the fight would be over. It pleased him to know that the one that would stand victorious would for once not be a Power Puff.
"Poor Blossom," he said speaking to himself in a light, childish voice that sounded like the combined echoing of other distant voices. "Beaten and humiliated by Princess. She probably thinks that if she can just hold on a little longer someone will come to save her… Oh, how wrong she is."
The boy paused to evaluate the desperation in Blossom's wincing face as she was held by Princess from the front of her shirt and then flung away to the ground. Her eyes were frantic and searching, but amongst the seeming despair he saw a flickering speck of righteous defiance. It was that that he most wanted to destroy and extinguish forever. He knew that a clear solid beating wouldn't be enough to do so though, which was why he planned to execute a more permanent solution. Something he should have done a long time ago…
The crunching of grass brought him out of his thoughts and caused him to turn his head in the direction of the nearby sounds. Two tall individuals also dressed in cloaks had appeared beside him. He raised his head to look up at the towering figures. The faces of both glanced at the ongoing fight and then looked back down at him with displeasure. The larger one kept quiet, but gave him a cold stare.
"The four of you have wasted enough time," said the shorter one in an irritated voice. "Master Babidi has fulfilled his end of the bargain by granting you and your pathetic rabble with the strength to destroy the ones that you hate most. Why is it taking so long?"
Him looked up at the master wizard's flunkies with a cool look of indifference to mask his disgust. Unlike the two muscle-bound henchmen, he and his associates had made a deal with the wizard that required only the exchange of a single service instead of a life of servitude. The wizard had promised him this and his brother had reassured him that it was so.
"Yamu," he began and then turned to look at the larger man, "Spopovitch… My comrades and I have every intention of fulfilling our pact with Babidi. In just a matter of moments we will have what we most desire and in return give Babidi the same," he replied as he took a step in the direction of the ring. The two henchmen were silent as they watched him walk away from them, each with a scowl on their face.
**In the ring**
"What's wrong Blossom?" Princess asked the injured power puff, standing only a few feet away from her.
Blossom let out a low growl as she knelt on the ring floor with one knee. She was tired, she was wounded, but much worst than her not knowing what to do, she had to listen to some snobby brat gloat as she talked down to her.
"Angry aren't you?" Princess questioned in amusement. With laughing eyes and a spiteful tone she continued on with her taunting inquiry. "Might it be because… you're not winning?"
Blossom let out another sound of irritation as she reached for the knob on her damaged wristband. She was determined to try at least once more to increase the setting. It was her only chance. The match was no longer about fun competition and it looked like there was no one who was going to help her - not even the referee was anywhere to be found. The surrounding audience seemed in shock and completely clueless. A smug, confident look on Princess' face somehow said that this whole situation had been planned out beforehand.
"I wouldn't count on your sisters or your two little boyfriends for any kind of help," Princess replied. "Mojo and Fuzzy are keeping them busy at the moment." Whether she had guessed or had read her mind, Blossom didn't know. All she knew was with each passing moment she was beginning to feel more and more helpless.
'This stupid thing won't budge,' she thought in frustration as she continued in her attempts to force the knob on her band to turn. It was no use though. The dial had melded with the metal upon cooling from Princess' heated attack. In further anger Blossom tried to rip the entire thing off. That didn't work either. Her current power level just didn't allow her the strength.
Peals of cruel laughter erupted from Princess as she watched Blossom struggle like an animal caught in a bear trap. The frustrated power puff looked about ready to begin gnawing at her own arm.
"You're just afraid to fight me fair and square cause you know I'll win!" Blossom exploded.
A frown formed on Princess' face as she responded back, placing her hands on her hips. The 'M' on her forehead glowed with red light as she let out a 'huff' sound.
"No," she said shaking her head, "that's not it at all! You totally don't
get it! I've never been afraid of you or your bug-eyed sisters! This isn't just
about me proving to be the better Power Puff girl - which I have in case you
haven't noticed!"
A strange smile came over Princess's face as her eyes narrowed. "This entire thing is about making you pay… and to be honest I think I'm done kicking you around!"
With that final statement, Princess raised an open-palm face upward. A small red ball of energy began to form. The orb then rose high into the air and exploded, creating a dome-shaped shield around the ring the color of rose-tinted glass.
"Tootalou, Blossom. It was nice knowing you! NOT!"
The curly hair redhead grinned devilishly as she levitated into the air, slowly rising until she hovered outside the force field. Blossom had tried to follow after her in spite of no longer possessing her flying ability. Looking around at the now empty ring she stared into the faces of the murmuring audience.
"That poor girl!" some said.
"My gosh! What's going to happen now?" asked others.
Blossom refused to accept defeat, but hated even more being toyed with like a mouse. 'The practical, mature thing to do would be to accept defeat graciously,' she thought reasoning in her mind. It was clear that all Princess wanted at this point was to humiliate her. She wasn't about to give in though and refused to show any type of submission.
Being truthful with herself, she wasn't exactly sure what Princess had in mind by enclosing the ring with a force field. However, whatever it was it couldn't be good, so she began considering her options. She knew that if she stepped out of the ring she would immediately lose the match. At this point she didn't care, she just wanted to preserve her dignity. She turned to glare up at Princess, who still stood hovering in mid air above the arena smirking. Looking straight ahead once more, Blossom took a step toward the ring's edge to exit the force field. All was quiet in the stadium as she did this.
Walking proudly Blossom continued her approach, but with each step she could feel the swelling of bubbling anger deep inside. That very same anger slowly began to reflect on her face, ending her strides and bringing her to a stiff halt. It rarely ever happened, but for the first time in a long while, Blossom lost control and decided to give in to the impulsiveness of her frustrated anger. She turned and ran toward the center of the ring at top speed. Leaping high into the air she aimed a flying kick at Princess. Force field or no force field she would not be contained nor would she walk away with her tail tucked between her legs.
Princess didn't budge a muscle or even bat an eye as Blossom came toward her. Warning signs had flashed in Blossom's mind telling her that what she was about to do wasn't a good idea and as usual her instincts were right.
An electrical blast of red energy crackled around her body sending her flying back toward the center of the ring as soon her foot touched the energy shield. Waves of pain traveled through her limbs. In spite of the intense assault on her body, she managed to open her eyes. Somehow, her touching the force field had triggered some kind of a booby trap. The energy dome began to shrink with incredible speed around her, enclosing her inside. As the sphere continued to grow smaller it hovered, lifting her off the ground. All the while, the painful electrical blasts increased zapping her from all directions. Blossom cried out as her vision began to fade. It was in that moment that she realized what was happening to her. She was being drained.
*~*~*~*~*
Bubbles and Buttercup shook their heads as they tried to regain focus. The combined attack from Mojo and Fuzzy had ended with them being slammed roughly into a wall. The brunette and blonde fell flat to the ground with their arms in front, pondering why the two villains' attacks had had such a major effect on them. It didn't take long for them realize it was due their inhibitor bands. They looked up to reach for the knobs on their wrists, while at the same time ask Goten and Trunks if they were okay. Both girls froze in astonishment to see that the two boys had immediately recovered and were already launching a counter attack.
"Oh, whoa!" Bubbles said in surprise as she watched Goten embed his fist deeply in Fuzzy's stomach. The furry monster bent over with his eyes bugged-out in pain.
Buttercup was just as stunned as Bubbles. However, she had been watching Trunks instead of Goten. Earlier that day, she had watched the arrogant, purple haired boy in his fight against Idasa. He had won effortlessly, barely lifting a finger. The fight simply hadn't lasted long enough for him to display the agile speed with which he was moving toward Mojo with at that very moment. His blues eyes were fixed only on the diabolical chimp, punching him straight in his face. The hit sent Mojo flying into the opposite wall behind him.
"Wow!" Buttercup said finally blinking, but then caught herself. "I mean, uh, not bad… for an amateur!"
"Hmmph," Trunks said turning to look at her with a cocky half smile. That very same smile wiped away almost instantly as he jerked his head toward the entrance to the ring.
"Blossom! Her energy…" he stated.
"It's fading," Goten said finishing his friend's sentence in a grave tone.
Forgetting about their inhibitor bands, Buttercup and Bubbles jumped up and started running for the ring once more, when suddenly Mojo and Fuzzy began to stir.
Red light emanated from the two villains' bodies. They seemed to be undergoing some type of transformation. The four kids took a step back into fighter stances and watched as the once cuddly, fuchsia colored monster's fur turned into a shade of velvet red. The muscles on its body grew enormous, increasing in mass. They could hear the bones in his body rearranging from his sudden growth spurt, causing the straps on his overalls to tear. A horrible growl escaped Fuzzy's mouth as he stared down at the children with pupil-less yellow eyes. He threw his head back with a roar of anger.
"Oh, man! What the heck happened to him?" Goten cried.
"Beats me! Take a look at banana breath over there!" Trunks yelled pointing.
The bulb shaped helmet on Mojo's head began to crack, splintering long lines up and down the headgear, until finally it shattered.
"Eww!" the kids cried out at the same time as cranial juice sprayed forward from the ape's exposed brain matter. That wasn't all though. The revealed cranial organ was growing and increasing in size, along with the rest of the muscles in Mojo's body.
"You guys better get out of here quick!" Trunks said turning to Bubbles and Buttercup.
"Yeah, go to Blossom!" Goten added quickly. "Something bad is happening to her!"
The two girls looked back at them with conflicted expressions. They wanted to help their sister, but didn't want to leave the boys to face Mojo and Fuzzy alone either.
"Don't worry about us!" Trunks said sternly. "We can handle these two morons!"
"In case you guys haven't noticed, but we can take care of ourselves!"
Goten said at just the same time that both boys powered up.
Bubbles and Buttercup gasped as they had before, but nodded with understanding. The two girls then turned to run outside.
"Grrr…none of yourrr going anywherrre!" came an animal-like voice from the crimson beast that they barely recognized as Fuzzy.
He leapt into the air to crush the two exiting Power puffs with sharp, long claws from his hands.
"I don't think so!" Goten said intercepting the creature's attack by stepping in front of the girls and grabbing Fuzzy by his wrists.
"Come on!" Buttercup shouted grabbing her startled sister by the arm. Looks of panic came across their face as they stared into the ring after making it outside.
"Blossom!" they cried out.
Their poor sister hovered helplessly entrapped in a small red sphere, just inches off of the ring floor. She looked up weakly into the eyes of her two siblings standing on the grass near the ring. She tried to answer back but was unable to.
"We gotta help her!" Bubbles said running forward. Buttercup followed right after her.
"Don't worry Blossom, we'll get you out of there!" Buttercup yelled.
The two girls thought they heard their sister murmur something, but didn't bother to ask her to repeat it. Instead, each of them clenched a fist together tightly in an attempt to set her free. To their great surprise the sphere didn't explode when they punched it. Their small fists became stuck in the crimson ball and then sent both power puffs flying out of the ring with bolts of energy.
"Whoopsie!" came a callous voice from above the ring.
Lying crumbled on the grass, Bubbles and Buttercup looked into the air to see Princess hovering high above. Angry expressions came over their faces as they twitched in pain from the ground. The sparks of electricity still surrounded their bodies.
"Guess I should said something before you guys did that," Princess grinned. "But then again Blossom tried to warn you, too."
"What…ha-have...you…done to her?" Bubbles struggled.
"Only what's about to happen to you too!" Princess replied with her arms crossed over her chest.
The two powerpuffs looked into the ring to see the red sphere surrounding Blossom release her suddenly and then shrink in size as it flew into Princess' hands. Bolts of energy bounced wildly around inside the orb like lightning captured in a bottle. Blossom collapsed to the ground with a grunt, but didn't move. The two girls tried desperately to stand.
"Bubbles… something is happening!" Buttercup cried as the intensity of the electric shocks around her body increased. Bubbles could only whimper back weakly in pain. Together they could do nothing as the energy formed into spheres to entrap them both.
"This match is so over," Princess said smiling to herself triumphantly.
**Up in the stands**
Professor Utonium gripped a piece of cloth in his hands, wringing it tightly. Where he'd had gotten the thing from he didn't know. His eyes were large and round, completely glued to the fighting ring. He was having a difficult time processing everything he had just seen moments before and everything happening at that very second. Blossom, who now lied motionless on the floor, had crumbled in her battle against Princess. Minutes afterward, Buttercup and Bubbles had appeared to help defend their sister, but instead of dishing out a well-deserved helping of pain it look like they were about to share the same fate as their sister. The three girls were helpless and at the mercy of a girl who they normally would have been able to wipe the floor easily. It was right then that the piece of cloth in his hands ripped. His mouth began to move as he struggled to talk.
"M-m-my babies…" he said whimpering.
"Hey pal!" the angry voice of a man seated right in front of him yelled. "You just destroyed my hat!"
"Those… those are my babies," the professor said continuing in his state of shock, not seeing or really hearing the irritated man in front of him.
"Yeah, yeah we know!" said the fellow spectator as he snatched back what was left his hat from the professor's hands. "You've told everyone here that about a million times!"
The professor's lips twitched uncontrollably until finally he broke down.
"My babies!" he yelled tearfully and then snatched the torn pieces of fabric back from the spectator and blew his running nose into them. "They're in trouble and it's all my fault!"
**Back in the waiting room**
BAM! BAM! BAM!
Goten maneuvered jumping away from Fuzzy's massively large fist as it punched the ground, each hit making a crack in the spot that the boy last previously stood.
"Grrrrr… stay still you!" Fuzzy roared in frustration and then made a sideswipe at the child.
Goten managed to avoid the attack easily enough. While both Fuzzy and Mojo's transformation had increased their power drastically, Goten still felt no threat from either. Besides having to power up a bit, there was far from any need to go super saiyan. This didn't stop either of the two villains from trying to mount offensive attacks. Out the corner of his eye Goten looked to see how Trunks was doing.
The slightly older boy was dodging energy-charged punches thrown in his direction by Mojo-jojo. He was calm and focused, but an enraged look covered the ape's face.
"He's definitely a lot stronger,' Trunks thought casually, 'but still no match for me.'
The saiyan child dodged another punch by sidestepping. Then turning over his shoulder he surprised the ape by kneeing him in the middle of the back. Mojo fell, sliding forward into the ground. Seeing that a direct physical attack wasn't going to work, Mojo decided to try something else. His eyes glowed red as he concentrated on Trunks.
"Ugh! Not that again!" Trunks muttered as he felt his body slow to a stop.
"Ha ha ha! I've got you now! I have rendered you helpless! You are completely defenseless!" Mojo laughed viciously. "You do not stand a chance against the power of my brain."
Standing up the monkey rushed to deck him in the face. Trunks flew backward landing on his back. Seeing his friend in trouble, Goten tried to go to his aid.
"Oh, no you don't," Fuzzy snarled leaping into the air.
"Ah!" Goten cried out and rolled to the side. Fuzzy had come down with both feet together to stomp him into the ground. The young boy narrowed his eyes and lunged forward landing a kick behind Fuzzy's knees. The furry red beastie let out a cry as he fell on his back. A mischievous smile grew on Goten's face as he thought about Bubbles offer from earlier.
Eyeing Fuzzy's still massive belly, Goten replied to himself, "Why not." Jumping into the air and he came down on Fuzzy's stomach hard. The Muppet monster's eyes bulged out his head and an 'oof' sound escaped his mouth.
"Bouncy, bouncy, bouncy," Goten said merrily as he continued to jump up and down.
Meanwhile, Trunks who was still getting pounded on by Mojo became angry and powered up breaking free from the mental 'hold.' The surge of energy from the child surprised the ape.
"What? How? How did you do that? You were beaten! You were down!" Mojo said sputtering in confusion.
"Not anymore," Trunks replied back and sent the monkey once again flying into the same wall from earlier. Mojo stared back looking dazed. His eyes widen when he saw the unconscious form of Fuzzy come flying straight into him.
CRASH!
Trunks turned around to see Goten dusting his hands off.
"Well, that takes care of them," he said shaking his head as he stared at the two KO'ed villains.
A loud, volumious cry from the crowd caused both boys to turn their heads in the direction of the ring. Fear and worry caused their brows to pinch together as they felt the draining of two familiar energies.
"Bubbles and Buttercup!" they both said at the same time and then ran outside.
It was Blossom who they saw first. The red haired girl lied in the middle of the ring unconscious. To their side, Bubbles and Buttercup were trapped inside blue and green spheres. The two girls looked weak and unable to even struggle. Seconds later the spheres containing the girls, hovered toward the center of the ring and then jettisoned away from their bodies, thus releasing them. The balls shrunk in size and flew into the hands of the snobby, annoying girl from earlier, who happened to be hovering high above the ring.
"Those balls!" Goten said. "I can feel Blossom, Bubbles, and Buttercups' energy coming from them."
Trunks took a moment to confirm Goten's observation, but nodded in agreement.
"Yeah, your right," he said and then turned toward the center of the ring. Buttercup and Bubbles had joined Blossom's unmoving form lying inches away from one another. Besides their faces looking somewhat pale they appeared to be in a deep, quiet slumber. The remaining energy in their bodies that had not been stolen away was dangerously low.
"What did you do to our friends?" Goten demanded from the girl angrily.
Princess' face scrunched up as she stared down at them.
"Oh, great. Not you two again!" she replied with a scowl [Where the heck are Mojo and Fuzzy? They were suppose to take care of them].
"What does it look like brainiac?" Princess answered back sarcastically to Goten. "I've stolen their energy."
"Well, we're gonna make you give it back!" Trunks said balling in fist together in determination.
The tittering of childish laughter echoed through out the stadium an instant afterward. It's unusual sound caused the two saiyan boys and everyone else in the stadium to look about for its source. Until eventually, all eyes came to rest upon a small-cloaked figure on the other side of the ring. The hooded individual rose into the air next to Princess. A nasty smile replaced her deep-set frown as the mysterious figure removed his hood. A red skinned boy grinned down at Goten and Trunks sadistically.
"I'm sorry, but we can't let you do that," said the boy softly. "You see our reason for coming to this competition was to end the power puff girls' reign of goodness… forever."
The red-faced boy looked away toward the three girls still lying in the middle of the ring with a horrible gaze. His black eyes had remained narrowed but his voice and smile had become baneful.
He chuckled heavily before replying in the same thick sinister voice, "And there's not a thing either one of you can do to stop me." Balls of black energy formed in the boy's hands, which he then released in a deadly beam that rushed at the three helpless power puffs.
"No!" the boys both cried as they ran toward the girls moving across the ground with incredible speed, heightened by panic-induced adrenaline. A burst of red energy exploded through the ring floor in front of them like a firewall at just the same time that the black beam of doom hit the girls.
"Not-uh," Princess said waving her index finger back and forth. Somehow she had been responsible for the blazing flames of energy.
The two boys could see nothing through the enormous cloud of smoke that arose afterwards.