Final Bout
Having brought Goku safely inside so he wouldn't see the moon, Chi-Chi let him shake out of her hold to retreat further inside. She could understand his frustration. If the moon hadn't of risen Goku could have recovered and won a place in the finals. "Would Chi-Chi come out? It's time for the final round!" The Announcer said. His voice was echoing inside the gymnasium. Chi-Chi clenched her fists, glad to feel the sting of her burn from Ranfan was now negligible. "I can do this..." Chi-Chi said. She turned around and made her way back out onto the ring. She would take advantage of Goku tiring out Jackie Chun and win the World Martial Arts Tournament! He'd feel better if one of them won right? The crowd burst into a chorus of noise as Chi-Chi stepped up to ring. She ignored them and stared Jackie Chun down. The visible parts of the older fighter's skin were covered in bruises, his jacket long since abandoned to reveal his frail but lean body. Chi-Chi wasn't fooled by his small muscles; they'd increased exponentially in seconds against Goku. "Ladies and gentlemen, at last the moment you've all been waiting for has arrived! It's time for the championship match of the 21st World Martial Arts Tournament!" The Announcer said. He waved an arm to Chi-Chi and Jackie Chun. "It's a battle of the sexes and a battle of the ages! Who will win? Finalists take your battle stances!" The Announcer said. Chi-Chi raised her fists, bouncing on the balls of her feet as she waited for the watch to begin. She had to make sure to keep Jackie on the defensive; he had too diverse a skill set for her to assume Goku had revealed all his tricks. Across the arena Jackie slid into a wide stance with palms open.
The two fighters stared at each other as the crowd fell silent. "Let the Championship Match begin!" The Announcer said. Chi-Chi dashed forward, in front of Jackie in a blink, and kicked him in the shin. As he back-stepped she began combining punches and elbow strikes. He blocked each one but the strength of her blows was knocking his arms away. Chi-Chi took the chance to sweep his foot with her own. Jackie's limbs flailed as he recovered, giving Chi-Chi an opening. "Ox-Uppercut," Chi-Chi said. Ki gathered in her fist as she leapt to reach Jackie's chin. Before his eyes had time to widen Chi-Chi's Ki-infused fist sent him rocketing into the air. Chi-Chi resumed her fighting stance the moment she landed, not daring to hope Jackie wouldn't be able to return to the ring despite the angle of his descent. Jackie twisted in the air so he was facing away from the arena and drew his palms together. "Kamehameha," Jackie said. The blue beam's force propelled him back into the ring. Chi-Chi rushed toward him again. She couldn't let him catch his breath. Even he had to have a limit of Ki! Jackie sidestepped Chi-Chi with Afterimages as she attempted to re-engage him. Desperate to land a hit she flung out her palm towards one. "Ox-Blast," Chi-Chi said. A ball of Ki burst from her hand and passed through Jackie's afterimage, a gaping hole left in the tiles. There was a moment that Jackie's slowed, allowing her to hear his steps more clearly, Chi-Chi kicked out behind her. Her foot slammed into Jackie's thigh. Jackie tumbled across the ring. He rolled back to his feet before Chi-Chi could close the distance between them. Jackie clapped his hands together with waves of Ki were pulsing from his them. "This is the end girl! Bankoku Bikkuri Shō," Jackie said. He thrust his hands forward, both engulfed in electricity, as Chi-Chi tried to leap to the side. Jackie didn't bat an eye, simply angling his hands to follow her movement, and the electricity continued surging towards her. Chi-Chi clenched her eyes at the sound of thunder approaching her. When it hit her, her entire body convulsed. Her throat tightening couldn't completely silence her screams as nerves were burnt by the continuing onslaught of electricity. "Th-this is incredible, astounding, horrifying! Jackie Chun is showing no mercy, holding Chi-Chi in a continuous field of electricity! Can her young body survive this onslaught?" The Announcer said. Chi-Chi distantly realised she was crying, and she wondered if her ears were playing tricks on her or if she could really hear Bulma begging her to give up. "Girl, give up the battle or you will really die! Is this battle really worth it?" Jackie said. Chi-Chi didn't want to die, even if everyone was disappointed with her she still wanted to see Dad again! "III-give... up!" Chi-Chi said. Jackie released the technique, allowing her to fall to the tiles.
Chi-Chi's body shook uncontrollably as the remnants of electricity ran through her body. Her everything hurt. "Victory is at hand folks! Chi-Chi has surrendered so Jackie Chun is the 21st World Martial Arts Champion!" The Announcer said. The crowd applauded while Chi-Chi groaned at the feel of the cool stone against her skin. Jackie Chun was formidable, even tired from his fight with Goku she couldn't win. The sound of multiple footsteps was all the warning Chi-Chi got before her friends – minus Goku she hoped as the moon was still out – swooped in. They were all talking over each other so Chi-Chi couldn't tell what they were saying, but it she gave them a wobbly smile. "Second place feels a pretty good fit for me right now." Chi-Chi said. Her friends goggled at her. Chi-Chi giggle with tears in her eyes. A familiar pair of feet appeared out the corner of her eye, Chi-Chi tried to move her neck to look over at Jackie but her body wouldn't listen. "You're physical abilities are already my match. Take this loss with pride. I will be getting stronger so I won't lose to you next time." Jackie said. Hearing the pride in Jackie Chun's voice Chi-Chi's tears increased. She was strong? The crowd cheered in greater volume, it may not be in agreement with Jackie but Chi-Chi would take it. Second place for the finest world martial arts tournament was amazing after all!
Bankoku Bikkuri Shō = Thunder Shock Surprise. The 20,000 volt finishing move is Master Roshi's ace in the hole. I chose to use the Japanese name over the Dub as I like the contrast between Master Roshi having the traditional names for his moves while his students use English names for their self-created moves. It gives a sense of a generational gap between Master and students.