Ok, so I'm back and bringing in another chapter. So, you may ask "New, you already got a bad reaction, why do you want to continue this?" My answer is, the comments for this was amazing and now I want to see what happens if I make more.
Watching people try to disprove a story was hilarious so, I'ma do this again but tryna hit the Saitama-tards. If I don't get any backlash from this, I am not continuing. Anyways, without further adue, here we go.
It was where the last chapter left off, but the sudden gust of wind didn't come. "Ok then, just let me get into position" Goku said as we went straight into Super Saiyan. It was now really easy to access the form and he could do it as easy as breathing now.
"So you can change your hair style and color by yelling" Saitama muttered, "I'm not jealous." Saitama then started tensing his muscles, getting ready for the fight. The two, just warming up, stared at each other for the best fight of their lives.
"Gahkikuki" a sound came from somewhere. Then, out of no where a Saibaman started clinging onto Saitama. It started glowing but before it could explode, a sword sliced it into pieces.
"Haha bitches, now no one can make fun of me" Yamcha said as he puts his sword back into his sheath. "Now, I guess you can go back to what you were- OH MY GOD!!!" he screamed.
It figured that when he turned the Saibaman into sashimi, he also turned Saitama into a customary filet mignon. Essentially, Saitama is dead, in pieces, on the floor.
K.O.
*Perfect*
Yep, that's it. You thought he was gonna die by the Saibaman but it was he, Yamcha. Yeah, this was a lot funnier when I first wrote this.