((Author's note::

Well it's been a while. I took a quick break to work on some artwork amongst other things, but here we are! Hope everyone enjoys this.

Beepx22))

Chapter 32

They had all watched the Junior Division with great interest. Though Goten had knocked Piki out of the ring in their fight, she cheered along with the rest as the sons of Prince Vegeta and Goku fought.

Then Goten went super Saiyan. Most everyone was surprised by the development. Piki though became visibly upset by it.

Angel and Yamcha exchanged humored looks with each. Quickly they turned their attention back to the fight.

In the ring Trunks suddenly powered up to his super Saiyan state also. Another series of murmurs ripple through the crowd.

Piki squealed in anger and frustration.

"They made me promise!" She screamed.

"Promise what, sweetie?" Angel asked softly.

The young demi-saiyan choked back a sniffle. "To not go gold like that." She pointed. Her sniffles turned to a fierce look. Suddenly a blast of wind and energy exploded from the youngster. She stood with her friends and family in the crowd. radiating super Saiyan power.

"Oh, Shit!" Pikada blurted.

In the sudden surprise they missed Goten's ringout. Trunks danced around excitedly.

"I told you I was stronger, Goten!" He pointed an accusing finger at his best friend.

"You cheated!" Goten retorted. Then his face softened and he laughed. "I guess I did too. So it's okay, Trunks."

Piki rushed from the stands to meet her friends.

Angel smirked. "I really wish she was the one fighting Mr. Satan in the exhibition. But Trunks, well he's Vegeta's son. I hope he doesn't just kill him." She nudged Bea as she talked.

Bea stretched a little. "Same. So it sounds like the kids can all go super…" he shrugged, "Oh well, I'm just tired of waiting. This almost seems like a sham." He shrugged. "Good to see Goku again though."

Angel could tell that Bea was aching to fight Goku. They had both spent quite a bit of time dead and training. And they both used instant transmission. Angel looked again. Her friend was afraid he'd miss the chance. She could tell.

Just then though Hercule Satan strolled onto the stage.

Trunks stood stoically on the stage and watched Mr. Satan walk up.

The champ threw his arms high and the crowd exploded with excitement.

"Hey, Vegeta!" Yelled Pikada. "I'll bet you a dinner that Trunks kills the asshole with his first hit!"

Vegeta glared. "Fine. He knows he can't draw that attention to him. I'll take your bet."

At the same time Satan had bent towards Trunks and offered him a free first hit.

Vegeta suddenly looked worried.

In a moment Mr. Satan had been slammed into the brick wall surrounding the ring. Trunks stood with his left arm extended.

"Sheeeeeeeiiiiiit." Bea whispered. "Trunks may have killed the arrogant bastard."

Vegeta chuckled mirthlessly.

Piki yelled, "Yeah, Go Trunks!"

But in a few minutes Satan was up and the crowd was cheering that he had let the youngster win.

"Humans are stupid." Quipped Bea. Most of the nonhumans nodded an agreement.

The announcer cleared his throat, then began talking. "Alright martial arts fans! Now it's time to Start the Official Adult matches. First match! Pikada versus Bea!

The two Saiyans walked together to the ring. Since armor wasn't allowed they had both chosen to wear only their grey SMG jump suits.

"Okay, Bea." Began Pikada. "No super Saiyan."

"Agreed." Bea said with a smile.

"And none of that instant transmission…" Pikada continued.

Now Bea frowned. "Are you afraid I'll roshati you?"

"No, but if I legitimately ring you out, I don't want you to get around it.

"Fine, Fine. In that case no android shield?" Bea's smile returned.

"That thing gets a mind of its own sometimes. But I'll try." Pikada chuckled.

"Hows'bouts no energy attacks? Just a straight on brawl." Bea's smile widened.

"That sounds fun." Pikada agreed.

By now they had reached the stage.

The fist bumped, then jumped back.

The announcer yelled. "Begin."

Dust and debris exploded from what seemed like the entire stage at once.

Three seconds later both Saiyans plowed furrows on both opposite sides of the stage. Both stood, bloodied and bruised. Both also had wide smiles plastered on their faces.

"Double ring out!" The announcer said with a flourish.

Bea and Pikada both looked at him in shock.

Vegeta then lent his voice. "Wrong, just because your pathetic eyes couldn't follow it, doesn't mean there's no winner. Check those cameras you have all over the place."

"Ummm. Check the camera, the first ever video finish at the world's martial arts tournament." The announcer looked befuddled.

On a large screen that had been hastily set up, both fighters appeared to be barely moving. High speed cameras had captured the fight.

Then as the announcer gave to go they both turned into streaks of grey.

They met in the center, both throwing a savage hook with their left arms. Spittle sprayed out as the punches connected.

Bea used his momentum to turn his punch into a round house combo. Pikada knew this was coming though and blocked with his cybernetic arm. Bea though had counted on this and he wrapped his other leg over the arm. Bea twisted in midair and Pikada rolled with him. Both sprang away to make some distance between them. As soon as their feet planted they rushed each other again.

Both of them slammed wild haymaker punches into the others face. Both came away with blood dripping from their lips.

Bea slapped his open palm onto Pikada's chest. At the same time Pikada kicked up and used Bea's leg as a springboard.

They flew apart from the impacts. Both hit the ring hard sending up a pillar of dust.

Hopping to their feet Bea and Pikada grinned. White auras sprang to life around them. Then on the screen their was an explosion of white directly in the center of the stage. Had the camera caught the impact they would have shown Bea driving an uppercut into Pikada's solar plexus. Pikada kicked our skamming a boot-heel into Bea's face.

Pikada found himself being angled upwards and out of the ring.

Bea meanwhile skidded over the stone tiles and off of the ring.

Because of his altitude, Pikada crashed to the ground three frames after Bea.

The announcer looked awestruck.

Then he became suddenly animated.

"Contestant Pikada wins the first match!"

The crowd went wild.

Bea wiped his bloody face with with wrist. He a Pikada met and walked away laughing.

"I'm just sad I don't get to fight Goku now. You know?" Bea said as they approached their friends.

"I'll go easy on him." Pikada joked.

"Everyone has to beat Satan first". Bea replied as he clapped Pikada on the back. Then the both started laughing hysterically.

On the ring the announcer checked his chart.

"Well that was fast wasn't it? Okay folks next up, we have Ma Junior versus Shin!" The announcer pumped his hand into the air.

Piccolo left the companions and walked to the stage.

His adversary approached the stage with him.

Shin was a short man, with lilac colored skin, and snow white hair. He was dressed in a light blue flowing body suit with a navy blue knee length sleeveless jacket. A peculiar looking yellow ear ring hung from each of his pointed ears.

The settled into their places and the announcer called a start to the match.

The exact opposite of the previous match occurred. Both opponents just stood there for long moments.

Then suddenly Piccolo turned and left the stage.

"I forfeit." He said, his voice shaking in fear.

The companions gasped in unison.

"Uhm," began the announcer, "Contestant Piccolo forfeits, Contestant Shin wins."

He checked his notes.

"Round three, Contestant Angel versus Contestant Krillin! Please take the stage." He shouted.

Angel and Krillin walked to the stage chatting easily with each other. She had already agreed to fight him in only her base state, but that was the only rule. They both expected it to be a good and evenly matched bout.

"Begin!" The announcer shouted.

Angel wasted no time. With a flash of energy she rushed Krillin. Krillin put his hands to his face.

"SOLAR FLARE!" A burst of light brighter than the sun filled the arena.

Angel threw her arms up over her eyes. "Damnit!" She said squinting through the bright orbs and floating shapes that made up her current vision.

She felt Krillin's ki move. The air pressure changed slightly to her left side. Her hand shot out and grabbed the incoming punch.

"Not bad!" Krillin said. Then his free hand opened and a Ki blast drilled Angel in the side.

Her tailed whipped around and wrapped itself around Krillin's arm. Angel was beginning to make out his feature more clearly and she could see the look of shock cross Krillin's face. She shifted her body weight and he was sent sprawling and skidding to the floor.

Krillin dug his finger tips in and kept inbounds.

He rolled to his feet and looked up to see Angel over him, one hand extended with chaotic energy circling around.

Krillin looked over his shoulder. He was inches from theclown ledge.

That, he figured, was probably enough.

The crowd which had been quieter earlier now roared in appreciation as the energy swelled in her palm.

"STAR WAVE!" She yelled. The energy swept over the ring and along with it Krillin.

Angel crossed her arms and settled to the stage.

The dust cleared and there pushed right to the edge stood Krillin. A destructo-disk spun in each hand. One stretched in front to act as s shield. One behind to act as a backstop to stop Angel's push.

Angel's mouth sagged open in shock. Krillin's hands swung forward and both disks sprang towards her. One went high so she couldn't jump to evade, the other sliced clean through the stage an inch beneath her booted feet. She raised her hands again, but Krillin was faster, his plan already in motion. A blast ripped from both of Krillin's hands and headed towards the Saiyan. Suddenly the beam snaked straight up. The blast burst into dozens of smaller energy balls which rained down onto Angel. The damaged stage exploded beneath her and Angel fell to the grass.

Krillin ran to help her up, but Angel was already dusting herself off and laughing.

"Good match Krillin! I wasn't expecting that at all."

Krillin laughed with her. "Yeah. I'm surprised it worked. It's something I've worked on with 18. She'll be happy I bet."

Angel pointed to where the Android and their daughter waited. "I'd say so!" She said with a chuckle.

The announcer grabbed Angel's arm and hoisted it skyward. "Contestant Krillin is the winner. Next up, Contestant Videl and Contestant Spopovich!"

The crowd burst into excited murmurs. The chance to see Mr. Satan's daughter fight was exciting.

Videl walked up, and Spopovich entered the ring after her.

"What's up with that M?" Angel asked.

"Probably a tattoo or something." Replied Pikada.

"I don't like him…" whined Piki.

"That's not nice, Piki…". Scolded Angel.

Bea grunted. "She's right. Something is very wrong with him. He's real strong for a normal human. Too strong."

"No worries, guys. Videl is tough, she'll win this one, no problems." Gohan butted in.

Just then the fight began.

Videl rushed in and put a knee into the enormous man's jaw. Spopovich thudded heavily to the ring.

"That was fast!" Exclaimed the announcer. Shouts of Videl's name thundered from the seats.

They quickly quieted as Spopovich pivoted up to his feet.

Videl's eyes went wide. Her fist bunched back up and she jolted forward again. Left hook. Right hook, knee to the chin. Blood sprayed from busted lips as the mountain of a man toppled over again. Videl let the moment of her last knee attack carry her into a backflip. She landed softly on her feet.

He was already pushing himself back up. Spopovich's breathing was ragged, almost feral.

And for the first time, Videl felt a trickle of worry.

"Best end it now." She said to herself.

Spopovich charged. Videl rushed between his steps. Once clear she fired off a snap kick to his spine. He fell forward.

Even as she turned he was rushing again. "Shit." She murmured. This time he threw a barrage of punches. Videl block and deflected them. Then she saw her chance.

Videl jumped, using her left leg as a spring. She swung around with the right and made a jarring strike.

Spopovich skidded back then rushed Videl again. He threw an uppercut and the young girl went flying. She landed in a roll and charged him. Spopovich punched her in the face. Blood and spittle erupted. Then he kicked out, catching Videl in the solar plexus. She soared out of the ring.

The crowd began to boo, which turned to sounds of bewilderment.

Videl Satan hovered nearly a foot from the ground. Videl Satan was flying.

She landed in the ring and her opponent attacked. Videl sprang into the air.

"That's it Videl!" Gohan yelled from the crowd. Then to everyone's surprise Spopovich followed her.

Goku, Vegeta, Bea, Pikada, and Angel took turns exchanging looks.

"This is going to be bad." Bea said calmly, sounding very much like some mountain prophet.

Spopovich flew past her and turned. He turned and a dark flare of energy blasted from his hand.

It hit Videl and together they slammed into the ring.

Spopovich landed and stride towards Videl. He cracked his knuckles as he walked. Malice filled his expression.

Videl jumped to her feet and flew at him at full speed. She wound her leg around and let it snap. Her kick caught Spopovich across the face.

Bone audibly broke and Spopovich slumped to his knees. His body slouch and his head settled to the ground. His eyes faced behind him, his neck twisted at an unnatural angle. Videl's head hung in horror. She hadn't expected to break his neck.

The announcer walked slowly up the steps. "It, it appears that Contestant Videl has accidentally killed Contestant Spopovich. This means that Videl is disqual…". He stopped and starred in disbelief.

Spovovich stood. His movements were stuttered, his balance was clearly affected. But he stood, eyes facing behind him. Then he slowly reached up and twisted his head back to its original place, stretching the neck and settling everything.

Videl just stood and stared in shock.

In an unexpected burst of speed he appeared in front of her. Then he buried his massive fist into her midriff. Blood exploded from her lips. Clearly she had some internal rupturing.

Spopovich pummeled Videl. Hits launching her into the air, only to be rebounded back to the stage.

It suddenly became clear that he intended to kill her.

Gohan raged. Waves of his energy poured from him. Bea and Pikada exchanged silent looks. Neither would let this go on for much longer.

Spopovich kicked Videl under the chin. She flew through the air and it looked as though she'd land outside the ring. At the last moment though the hulking monster grabbed her by an ankle. She dangled with blood flowing freely from her mouth and nose. Rivulets of it dripped from her stained shirt and pooled beneath her. Videl's finger hover a scant few inches from the grass.

Spopovich swung her like a whip. She smashed into the concrete tiles of the ring and where she hit, the turned to fine motes of dust.

He slowly walked toward her.

Gohan became a super Saiyan, his emotions finally overwhelming him.

Bea held up his right hand. A violet orb of energy swirled to being.

Spopovich lifted his leg. He left it poised over Videl's bruised and swollen face. Slowly it settle down on to her leg.

Gohan readied to charge.

"Burning Ice Blast!" Bea yelled. Before he fired the attack a lilac colored hand clamped down firmly on his wrist.

"No." Shin stood there glaring at Bea.

Piccolo's eyes went wide. "Bea! Don't do it!"

Gohan levitated.

One the stage Spopovich stopped his slow motion murder. He stood there, steam spewing from a neat hole on either side of his head. His eyes both crossed to state towards the stylized M on his forhead.

Pikada stood with one finger extended, line up perfectly with the mortally wounded man on stage.

Bea's left hand crossed under his right. A purple charge of energy washed over Shin.

His body guard rushed Bea.

Angel flared to super Saiyan and snatched the heavily build man in a full Nelson.

Shin slammed into the wall behind him.

Spopovich tumbled to land flat on his back.

Pikada and Bea both went super Saiyan.

Piccolo looked as though he might just cry.

Shin slid to the floor. Eyes closed. Purple blood trailing from scorched lips.

Then there was silence, broken only by the gurgling breathing of Videl.

Gohan rushed to her.

Another orb of energy formed in Bea's hand.

"Just who the fuck do you think you are?" Bea asked the white haired being.

"He's the Supreme Kai!" Piccolo croaked.

Shin slumped over.

"His name is Shin, I am Kabito." Kabito said as he stopped struggling. "Please." He said gently. "Let me help him."

Bea dissipated his attack and nodded at Angel. She let go.

Kibito went to Shin and stretched him on his back. He placed a huge palm on his chest and energy swelled around him.

Bea looked at the giant. "Just what is a Supreme Kai?"

"The Kai that reigns over King Kai." Piccolo said.

Shin's eyed slit open. "What just happened?" He mumbled.

"I told you coming here for help was a bad idea." Kibito said sternly.

Suddenly Krillin interrupted. "Uhh, Guys! Look!"

On the stage Spopovich was standing. He was talking to another fighter with a similar outfit. The hole in his head was visible, but quickly closing. He looked at the group gathered around the person laying on the ground. Spopovich caught eyes with Bea and Pikada. An evil smile crossed his face.

Bea frowned. "Something fucked up is definitely happening here.

((Author's note: Just for fun I decided to let fate decide the fights between the original characters. So I flipped a coin Best two of three to decide Angel v Krillin (2 tails for Krillin) and Bea v Pikada (3 tails for Pikada) that's all. Thanks

-beepx22))