Part 3 of Entry 17. I took a delay due to a personal matter.
July 31, 06:37 p.m.
The audience cheered, begging for a massacre as Cabba fought with the mind controlled Saiyans. They fought on the air at top speed, as Cabba tried to not be hit by one of their strikes, all under an enormous mass of dark, evil energy created by Oren's power. The audience barely could see their movements.
Despite the initial worry, the way these guys fought made Cabba disappointed. The first, a bulky guy with scars on his face, only did the same punches over and over; the second, a tall brooding looking one, tried to slice him apart with energy blades, and not a single one hitting him; the last one was the heaviest, a fat guy with powerful kicks. They all did their best even as that kind of "Super Saiyan", but Cabba avoided all their hits, with no Time Skip; he was faster, and his only worry was what the black mass above them was.
"Would you stop dodging like a girl and punch someone already?!" Oren yelled from his platform, before glancing down at his assistant with an apologetic look. "Excuse me, I meant to say a bothersome fly!"
Almost feeling like grinning, Cabba obeyed such request. Time skipping, he quickly went far away from his opponents, and charged multiple energy barrages at the ground. The audience screamed in terror as Cabba destroyed the floor of the stadium, but he made sure the blasts weren't powerful enough to damage the planet. His enemies, who he was in no mood to even learn their names, noticed him and quickly went in his direction, but Cabba disappeared by then.
The middle of the stadium originally was filled with grass and several pillars, as the roads surrounded it. Now, it was filled with holes and smoke, with many of the pillars down on the ground. The audience yelled in awe, and Oren in annoyance.
"First you destroy the city and now the floor of my stadium, can you imagine my shock? Of course I had to expect this. You three, he is below there! Go!"
The three Saiyans nodded and quickly landed in the ground. The smoke wouldn't still disappear, making it harder to see. They stood together, walking slowly and pointing at every direction, ready to shoot.
"Are you blind!?" Oren yelled with all the strength in his lungs, pointing at the space between them. The three Saiyans quickly turned around and saw no one in there. "Huh? I felt his presence for just a minute. How did he disappeared?"
But in that moment, Cabba appeared from behind one of them, the bulky one, grabbing him by the neck with one hand, and the other covering his mouth. Immediately the other two tried to attack him, but the two of them disappeared in an instant. Oren immediately spoke with a cautious interest.
"Ah, so he is using the Time Skip to pick them one by one. A basic, but effective trick. But no matter."
The two remaining Saiyans stood back to back, and charged an energy blast, destroying everything like a fan. When they finished, there wasn't any smoke anymore, and they destroyed the pillars. There was no place to hide in there, yet their comrade wasn't around.
"He's gone!" Yelled the tall one, sweating as he looked in every direction. "Where the hell did he hide?"
"Don't you think if I knew, I wouldn't shoot him?" The other replied as he pointed his arms towards the ground."More importantly, I cannot feel their ki. They just vanished!"
The two kept walking, feeling the dread in their bodies. As Oren kept watching, an idea came to his head, one he found laughable, but one to not underestimate.
Did by any chance you learned Instant Transmission? Oren said to Cabba telepathically, all with a very jovial tone. My, my, so Samza is helping you during the fight? That's cheating, my dear Cabba. If only you weren't so soft, you would have just killed those three. But alas, I'll play your game and cheat too.
In that instant, Oren prepared using his most fearsome weapon: his voice. Mentally speaking to Cabba, he recited thirty entire books of advanced mathematics he once read at a complete top speed, all with the side effect of confusing anyone who listened. His tongue was his second best weapon...even if he wasn't technically using it, but that's beside the point.
Wherever he was, Cabba was as dizzy as a drunk man. Heck, with that disease of his, he was possibly throwing up. Oren could feel it inside of him, how that sniveling coward hid, and how his energy was turning weaker by the second. Before the hour ended, Cabba would die with a heart attack – everything was just a game for everyone to see.
And he was right. In the middle of the stadium, Cabba appeared on the ground, throwing up. Ew, is that blood? Oren thought, looking at him from the distance. Gross.
One of the Saiyans quickly grabbed him by the arms, while the tall one prepared the energy sword of his. Despite his insistent coughing, Cabba quickly grabbed the tall Saiyan with his legs by the neck, and head-butted the one holding him with enough force to set him free. In that moment and doing a flip, he threw the tall one towards his partner.
It impressed Oren, it appeared he endured the confusion. Still, he could witness how Cabba was still violently coughing, even throwing spit at the other two by accident, and that put a smile on his white face.
"Just give up, my friend. In your current state, you cannot beat the true Super Saiyans!"
As he cleaned up his face with his fist, Cabba kept silent and glared intensely at the flying platform. The fury in his eyes was honest, pure hatred.
"Or no, I guess."
The two Saiyans stood up, but Cabba vanished. In the blink of an eye, he kicked the tall's one spine with his knee, and the pain was unbearable for the man, as he screamed in the ground. Oren's smile disappeared, feeling a dreadful sense of deja vu in that.
The other Saiyan tried to fight back, but Cabba vanished once more with the Time Skip.
You learned how to use Hit's technique to hide, I see. Oren said telepathically, looking around the audience. That's fair and dandy, but why did you cripple that guy? That's not your style!.
The Saiyan kept screaming on the ground, looking like a pathetic child with his broken spine. As he kept watching him, Oren got another idea, one equally ridiculous as the previous one, one that made him sweat.
No, you didn't use Instant Transmission, right? Oren asked. That pesky polar bear tried to teach him the technique in the past, but he couldn't learn it. It was impossible Cabba could have in some days. Did you do something to your body? Just what did you do?
"You're the genius" Cabba said, somewhere in the vast stadium. "Figure it out."
Only one Saiyan was left remaining in the stadium, and you didn't need to be a genius to know he was nervous. The last guy jumped in the air and violently shoot at the ground with every energy beam he had. He had to be hiding underground, he thought.
But alas for him, Cabba appeared from the sky and landed on his shoulders. The Saiyan tried to fight back, but Cabba used his legs to choke his neck, depriving him of air, and the hands to touch a vital point in the shoulders, making the poor soul incapable of moving his arms.
SPLAAAAAT!
In less that a few seconds, the last remaining False Super Saiyan fell to the ground with a terrible noise coming from him. Other than the one with the broken spine, still screaming, the fight was over.
Cabba stood in the ground, cleaning his armor off calmly. Waiting no time, Oren threw the umbrella towards Renji in the platform, who caught it with her teeth just to make sure the barrier protecting the building would persist., and fell through a rope to the stadium. The Saiyan and the Machine Mutant were face to face once more.
"Well, well, well" Oren said, and his voice was echoed to the audience. "You surprise me. Defeating three Super Saiyans in an anticlimactic manner and trying to scare me by pretending you kill them. I was hoping for super blasts that could destroy the planet, not stealth takedowns! Now, how did you do it?"
In an instant, Cabba depowered, and once again transformed into a Super Saiyan. So he hid his ki and used the Time Skip to move around the arena? Oren thought. That still doesn't answer why I couldn't feel him. What is he hiding?
"Want to know what your mistake was?" Cabba said without hiding the disdain in his voice. "You turned a bunch of losers into those weird False Super Saiyans. These guys are green and barely know how to fight. If I wasn't so sick, I wouldn't have used gimmicks to take them down."
"Gimmicks? Green?" Oren questioned it.
"These guys are rank 2," Cabba said, with a weak grin. "Not weak enough to be cannon fodder, but not impressive enough to offer a memorable encounter. They are pups compared to the wolves of the higher ranks. But alas," Cabba mocked Oren's tone of voice, "there is no one like that in the planet beyond me."
"Oh?" Oren said sarcastically, without taking away his jovial tone. "And what rank are you supposed to be?"
"Rank six," Cabba ceased smiling, taking out his mask with the anesthetic gas and putting himself in battle position. "Face it Marshmallow, that form is just like Tsufurian potatoes: there are more, but they taste worse than the alternative."
Merely observing his attitude, Oren decided he had enough testing his own brand of Super Saiyans. They were successful with Cooler's forces, but against the original he needed better test subjects. No matter, he had all the time in the world to make it better. He stretched his hands pointing the top of the stadium, where everyone could witness a black mass of energy, filled with negative emotions just waiting to be used. However, in a split second, Oren stopped pointing at it.
"Will you use that thing already?" Cabba said between coughs. "Used it against me, I will stop it."
Oren smiled. Despite his bravado, Cabba was barely breathing, taking deeper breaths as he looked around him with the intensity of his eyes.
"I think it won't be necessary. That's just, you know, a precaution. Hey people, I think is my turn to fight against this little monster!"
The audience, who Cabba could swear he forgot were there, vocally cheered as their hero decided to fight.
Author's Note: I forgot to explain what are the Saiyan ranks, ever since I mentioned Rasley and Horia's way back in the first chapters. Long story short, I did it now. Next entry will finish Entry 17 officially.