Arrival of the Masterless Samurai Yajirobe
I don't own Digimon or Dragonball Z
Somewhere in one of the cities on Earth, a stray dog was walking into an alley in search of some food. It buried its snout into an open tin can hoping to find food before it barked and ran off in fright. A homeless man sitting against the wall of that alley awoke, hearing sounds of fighting. He stood up, knocking over several empty bottles of liquor and walked towards the source of the fight. There he found Tambourine fighting another one of the fighters from the Martial Arts Tournament. The fighter was a very large, muscular man with dark skin, long unkempt black hair, a bushy black beard, and a hairy chest and forearms. He was wearing a pair of khaki armbands, a pair of onyx-coloured tights, and black boots with gold laces and toes. Most of his teeth were missing while the rest were yellow from plague.
The fighter was punched by Tambourine and he crashed into a trash can. Tambourine chuckled as the fighter regained his feet and charged. He threw a punch, but Tambourine sidestepped it and he smirked as the fighter turned and continued his assault. This time he caught it, and his hand glowed before it arched with electricity. The attack then covered the fighter and electrocuted him, causing him to spasm before falling to the ground dead.
"This has got to be my smelliest job," Tambourine said before he tossed a piece of paper with King Piccolo's mark onto the dead fighter's body.
Tambourine flew off as the other man walked towards the dead fighter. "You alright buddy?" he asked before he saw the piece of paper. "The mark of the demon!" he shouted in fear as he fell to the ground in shock. Scrambling to his feet, the homeless man ran off.
Meanwhile back on Pilaf's airship, Mai approached King Piccolo holding a large glass of green soft drink with a straw. She set it down in front of King Piccolo who looked down at her, causing a shiver of fear to go through her. Mai quickly ran off and stood beside Pilaf and Shu. Suddenly the drink in the glass began to vanish as King Piccolo swallowed without touching the glass or straw once. "If you are done Piccolo, we have other matters to attend to," said a creature who looked like a pterodactyl without wings. "We must continue our search for the Dragonballs,"
"I have no choice. I must make another warrior," King Piccolo said, Pilaf, Mai and Shu freaked out.
"He's not going to do that gross egg thing again is he?" Shu whispered to Pilaf.
"Afraid so, well there goes my lunch," Pilaf answered, feeling queasy.
"Piccolo, you know that laying eggs accelerates the rate you age. At the rate you're going, you will die before you will be able to conquer this world," cautioned the creature and Piccolo hummed.
"Once I obtain all of the Dragonballs, aging won't be a problem. Once I've made my wish, I will be eternally young. Now to create my new warrior, his soul purpose must be the collecting of Dragonballs," he said as he gripped the armrests of his throne and his eyes glowed. "Rise and form to serve your master, rise and form to serve your master, rise and form to serve your master, rise and form to serve your master, rise and form your master!" he shouted repeatedly before he gagged as something large slowly worked its way up his throat. Something white emerged from his mouth which disgusted Pilaf and his servants, causing them to cover their eyes as a large egg emerged and fell to the floor, Piccolo panting in exhaustion.
"Congratulations. So does it have a name?" the creature asked Piccolo.
"Yes Piano, it does. His name will be Cymbal, my child of darkness," he answered.
"A musical instrument. Never saw that one coming Piccolo," Piano said as the egg began to crack.
"Silence Piano. Cymbal awakes," Piccolo said as the egg shattered and Pilaf, Mai, and Shu saw a large, humanoid, dragon-like creature of the same race as King Piccolo. It grew quickly and groaned. "Who do you serve child?" Piccolo asked.
"I serve my lord. I serve Piccolo," Cymbal answered.
"And Cymbal, do you live only to find the Dragonballs?" Piccolo asked him, holding up the four star Dragonball Tambourine had stolen from Goku after killing him.
"Yes," Cymbal answered.
"Pilaf! Where is the closet Dragonball!?" Piccolo demanded, scaring Pilaf, Mai, and Shu as Pilaf looked at a globe hanging from the ceiling where a blip was blinking near to the ship.
"There, it will have to be the closet one. Yeah…" Pilaf said nervously. "Would you like us to take Cymbal along?"
"Alone. Now!" Cymbal said forcefully as part of the floor opened up, and Cymbal dropped down before flying off on his wings.
"Pilaf, can I have a word with you?" Shu asked, and both turned away from Piccolo. "Who is supposed to be giving out the orders? Didn't we free him?"
"Shush. Quiet, he hears everything. I am sure that once this is all over, Lord Piccolo will reward us with half of the world out of gratitude," Pilaf answered before glancing at Piccolo who frowned, frightening him. "I meant a quarter…." Piccolo continued to frown. "Perhaps a small city?" Pilaf suggested.
Meanwhile, down in the forest below, several small woodland creatures were going about their lives. A frog hopped over to a still unconscious Daisuke and licked her face, causing her to groan. She slowly opened her eyes and sat up. "Ugh…where am I? What happened?" she asked herself wincing. "My injuries are surprisingly mostly healed… but oh man am I hungry. Perhaps because my body used up a lot of energy to repair… or rather, heal it? It's a good thing that I'm partially mechanical so I don't need to eat as much, but if I want to recover my strength, I need to eat something." Upon looking up, she saw a tree with fruit.
"Ooh!" she cheered, running over to the tree. Jumping up, she grabbed one fruit which, to her shock, came to life and clamped down on her head before spitting her out. "Whoa, talk about rotten fruit." She then saw an animal that looked like a kangaroo with yellow fur, and a pouch with a baby, and a puffy tail. "That'll work!" she commented with a grin. The creature saw Daisuke run towards it. She jumped at the animal which in turn leapt backwards, avoiding Daisuke's tackle before punching her in the face like a boxer. Even the baby got a blow in before the mother kicked Daisuke several feet backwards. "Oh man, I'm really in bad shape if I lost to something like that."
Meanwhile, Tambourine was flying through the sky as he looked at the list, specifically the picture of Man-Wolf. Chuckling, he flew off in search of his next victim. Back at the Kame House, Yamcha, Krillin, Bulma, Oolong, Puar, Launch, Chiaotzu, and Krillin were sitting around the living room, faces glum.
"Dragonballs huh?" Chiaotzu mused.
"And you're telling us that if you gather all seven of them, any wish you make comes true?" Tien asked.
"Yup. But you only get one wish, so obviously we should use that wish to bring Goku back to life," Bulma answered.
"Well, I know this is gonna sound bad guys. I really think we should use the wish to beat Piccolo, there's no way we can beat him on our own," Yamcha said. "I know we have to bring Goku back, but that monster's unstoppable."
"Is that such a good idea Yamcha, don't the Dragonballs turn to stone for a full year after being used?" Puar asked.
"That sure is a long time to let Goku's body lie around, isn't it?" Turtle asked.
"What about that smell?" Launch asked.
"Well I think bringing him back is just creepy, maybe we should just let him be," Oolong suggested.
"Well let's see. I could make freezer capsule in order to preserve them. I can make one for backstabbers too," Bulma said looking at Oolong with a smirk.
"Hey calm down. I was just saying," the pig replied.
"Guys, this is no time for fooling around," Tien said.
"There were three more killings of world-class martial arts fighters, this time three more bodies were added to the death toll," said a newsman on the TV. "Police are baffled as to why the killer only targets martial artists, as to the identity of the killer, police are left with no clues except for a piece of paper found with each body with the word devil encircled on it,"
"Well, it's already begun," Launch said.
"I hear flights to the Caribbean are really cheap this time of year," Oolong said nervously.
"Guys, all the fighters are in danger! We have to warn them!" Krillin shouted frantically.
"It will be impossible to track them all down without the list of names; besides, many of them use aliases," Roshi replied, and Krillin growled.
"We can't just stand around here doing nothing. We have to try something. I feel so useless here," Tien growled clenching his fist.
"You're right about not staying here. We're sitting ducks on this island," Roshi said before turning to Bulma. "Bulma, how long will it take you to create another Dragonball Radar?" he asked.
"Well, if I hurried, half a day I guess," she answered.
"Then get to it. The sooner you're done the better," Roshi replied and Bulma nodded. "We'll leave as soon as you're finished," he told her and the team left in an aircraft.
Far away, some kids were playing in a river when suddenly blood began to flow through. Both the children and their parents saw Man-Wolf in his human form, a spear going right through him along with a piece of paper that showed King Piccolo's mark attached to it.
"I'm glad you're here Tien. We're going to need all the help we can get," Roshi told him as Launch flew the ship through the sky.
"But if Daisuke, couldn't stop him I don't see how I am supposed to stop him Master Roshi," Tien replied.
"Anything is better than nothing Tien. Daisuke was hardly at her best during that fight, so you may fair better than you believe," Roshi chided.
"Oh please let Daisuke be alright. Poor kid," Bulma said concerned, speaking of Daisuke she was walking through the forest searching for food. Having no success, she was starting to grow worried. She knew that without food, any more encounters with those monsters may end in an even worse manner than before. Releasing a sigh of exasperation, she collapsed against a tree.
"At this rate I won't get food until I get back to a town. I really hope that I'm under that monster's radar right now," she groaned before she smelled something, causing her eyes to widen. "Well, ask for food and the world shall deliver." She ran up to a clearing ahead and found a giant fish cooking over a fire. "It's lunch time!" she cheered, running towards the fish before skidding to a halt. "Wait….this could belong to someone else. Well, I'll make it up to them somehow." Kicking some dirt on the fire, and she then grabbed onto the large fish and began to devour it heartily. When she was finished, nothing but the head and tail fin remained. "Yummy."
Meanwhile, above in the sky Cymbal was flying towards the location of the Dragonball. "It is near, I can feel it," he thought before flying lower towards the ground. For her part, Daisuke flipped to her feet and smiled as she walked towards a large boulder. Drawing her fist back, she punched it and with a single blow it split down the middle.
"Back to full power. Now I'm coming for you Tambourine! You hear me! You're mine! Goku will be avenged!" her voice echoed around the surrounding area. "Goku… I'm sorry I wasn't fast enough to get out of the way of Tambourine's attack. If I was, you'd still be alive and none of this would be happening. We would have beaten Piccolo together….like a team….I am so sorry," she whispered before clenching her fists and snarling. "And Tambourine destroyed the Nimbus Cloud! That was Goku's, he got that from Roshi. I'll rip that monster limb from limb." Suddenly something move through the bushes surrounding the clearing. "Hide while you can, but you took Goku's Dragonball, and I have the perfect way of tracking it down." She pulled out the Dragonball Radar and activated it two blips appearing. One was right beside her. "What? This can't be right, according to this Tambourine is around her somewhere! Show yourself!" she shouted, looking around. Her ears twitched and she turned to see a large boulder flying towards her. She jumped into the air and the boulder crashed into the ground as she landed on another rock. "Show yourself, coward!" Someone emerged from the bushes.
The person was a male and had small, beady black eyes, long, untidy black hair, and he was quite overweight. His outfit consisted of a sleeveless, knee-length red yukata with black stripes, a black obi, black wristbands and black protective shin bands, woven straw sandals and a red loincloth. A katana was strapped into the left side of his obi sash. "I'm not a coward, you're the sneak who stole my food," the person accused Daisuke who was looking at the man in interest.
"He has a samurai sword, but it doesn't look like he serves a master. That makes him a Ronin, a wandering Samurai," she thought before noticing what was around his neck. "A Dragonball!"
"You thief!" the man shouted at Daisuke.
"Excuse me!?" she shouted back.
"You heard me," the man replied.
"I'm no thief. I stole nothing of yours," Daisuke said.
"Oh yeah? Well I don't recall inviting you to eat my breaktist,"
"Breaktist? What the heck is that supposed to mean?" Daisuke asked.
"My fish!" the man answered pointing to the devoured fish.
Daisuke concealed a wince, but the guy was really getting on her nerves so she snapped back. "I don't steal. Can you prove it's yours?" Daisuke asked.
"Hey, wait a minute….are you calling me a liar? If so you better be prepared to fight!" the man told Daisuke who jumped down from the cliff and landed in front of him.
"You want a fight, here I am," she told him.
"I don't know where you're from dog girl, but around here it's not polite to steal another man's food," he told her.
"I'm not a dog!" Daisuke shouted, snarling at him.
"Well, you sure look like one," he replied.
"So I take that you're fine throwing boulders at strangers?" Daisuke asked him. "And also have you seen a monster around here?"
"Monster?" the stranger asked.
"He's big, green, and he's got wings. He took my friend Goku's life, so now I'm after his," Daisuke answered.
"Nice story kid. But my stomach is still empty; you stole food, now pay for it," the man said, stomping one of his feet to make the ground shake. He clapped his hands together. "You're nothing but a thief."
"I don't have time for this nonsense, get out of my way or I'll make you," Daisuke warned him.
"Well, you'll have to make me!" the man shouted as he jumped towards Daisuke. Meeting his lunge, both of the fighters exchanged blows. Both of their strikes were blocked, causing them to skid away from each other. The man chuckled as Daisuke frowned. He charged towards Daisuke again, and jumped into the air. She leapt back as the man crashed into the ground, making a small crater. The stranger attacked Daisuke again, but she blocked his blows just as he blocked all of her strikes until he headbutted her, making her stumble.
"Hey!" she shouted holding her head as the man chuckled. Daisuke jumped towards him and rammed her head into his face, making him stumble back clutching his nose.
"You hurt my nose, here have a foot!" he shouted, jumping into the air to deliver a flying kick to Daisuke who sidestepped it.
"No thanks. Here, have a knuckle sandwich on the house!" she shouted, punching the stranger in the face. "Now for desert!" Kicking him in the face, she sent him crashing into the cliff where rocks fell down on top of him. "Hope you liked the service, thanks for coming," Daisuke said with a grin. "He won't be getting up for a while, I kicked him as hard as I could," she thought before, to her shock, the stranger busted out of the debris unharmed. "Crazy. Outside of myself, Goku, and maybe Tien, I don't know anyone else who could just walk that off."
"I've never been hit so hard before in my life. What's she made of, solid stone?" the stranger thought. "This isn't going to be as easy as I thought."
Meanwhile Tambourine was flying through the sky looking through the list of fighters on his hit list.
"Who is next?" he asked himself, throwing pictures of fighters he had already killed away and leaving those who remained alive.
On another island, the ship carrying Roshi and the others landed.
"You kids don't worry. You should be safe here on this island. But that doesn't me you shouldn't stay on your guard," Roshi told Bulma, Oolong, Puar, Launch, Krillin, and Yamcha.
"That's great advice Master Roshi, but if we don't find the Dragonballs before King Piccolo, none of us will be safe," Bulma told him and Roshi nodded his head grimly.
"You be careful okay?" Puar asked Chiaotzu who nodded.
"We will," he answered.
"This isn't fair," Yamcha said making everyone look at him. "My darn leg, if it wasn't still busted up I could go with you guys,"
"Don't worry. You just stay here and rest, if anything happens to us, you and Krillin will be the only ones left," Roshi told him, and both Yamcha and Krillin nodded.
"Promise us you'll come back," Krillin told them, and Roshi hesitantly nodded.
"You better come back, or I'll fill you three with so many bullets you'll jump back to life begging me for mercy," Launch said, making everyone look at her in surprise.
"Is she always like this?" Tien whispered to Roshi who shrugged. Roshi, Tien, and Chiaotzu climbed into another aircraft. They left the island and Bulma pulled out a small capsule. Pressing down on a button, she threw it away and it exploded in a cloud of blue smoke. When it dissipated the Kame House appeared.
"Come on, I'll make a freezing capsule for Goku's body," Bulma said and she and the others walked into the house. A few hours later, Bulma wiped the sweat from her forehead as she sighed. "Phew, finished," she said looking down at a capsule about the size of Goku's body. "Now let's put Goku inside it carefully." The group carefully placed Goku's body inside and she closed the lid, pressing a button. It was covered in a cloud of smoke and turned into a small capsule.
"Whoa, tiny," Turtle said.
"Don't mix him up with your vitamins," Yamcha said making the others laugh.
Meanwhile, Cymbal was flying through the sky as he continued to search for the Dragonballs.
"I should be close," he said as he flew through the sky and chuckled evilly.
"Alright, I can tell you're not from around here. What do you call yourself, dog girl?" the stranger asked Daisuke as both stood across from each other, eyes fixed on their opponents'.
"My name is Daisuke, what do I call you?" she asked him.
"I'm Yajirobe."
"Yajirobe, that's funny," Daisuke replied, and Yajirobe poked his tongue out at her.
"Well it beats Daisuke," he said. "I mean isn't that a guy's name?"
"It can be either way!" Daisuke shouted as she lunged at Yajirobe. Both locked up before Daisuke jumped back, causing Yajirobe to fall on his face. "And where did you get that Dragonball anyway?"
"I found it in the jungle about three years ago," he answered.
"Three years ago…." Daisuke mumbled before she looked up into the sky to see Cymbal flying towards her and Yajirobe. "Argh! Tambourine!" she shouted as Yajirobe turned around to look at Cymbal.
"What an ugly looking bird," he said as Cymbal landed on the ground with a chuckle.
"Wait, that's not Tambourine," Daisuke thought.
"How long you live depends on your answer to my question," Cymbal said.
"Alright, be quick. What do you want from us?" Yajirobe asked him.
"I seek an orange ball with stars on it, if either of you have seen one you better tell me or suffer the consequences," Cymbal answered, and Yajirobe got red in the face.
"If you want someone's help, you should learn to ask nicely," he told Cymbal who noticed the Dragonball around his neck and he laughed.
"I don't believe it, score. Nice necklace, give it here," he demanded.
"If you want the Dragonball, then you're partners with Tambourine! And that makes you my enemy!" Daisuke snarled, clenching her fists.
"You'd better talk some sense into your friend," Cymbal told Yajirobe.
"Choose your words carefully monster. She's not my friend," he replied looking at Daisuke.
"Tell me, where is Tambourine!?" Daisuke shouted at Cymbal.
"I could care less where he is, I'm here for the Dragonballs, period," he replied.
"Sorry, go find your own. I like this one," Yajirobe said.
"So what? I like yours just fine. Since you're so cocky, I'll crush every bone in your body to get it," Cymbal threatened Yajirobe.
"Try it, I'll break you in half," he replied.
"No way, this guy is mine," Daisuke told him.
"Stay back, I'm fighting him," Yajirobe said. "This green thing insulted me and now he's going to pay."
Daisuke thought it through. This wasn't Tamborine so it wasn't quite as personal; plus Yajirobe was a strong fighter so at the very least she would get to see this monster's abilities. "Well, if you put it like that…." Daisuke said. "By all means go ahead," she told him, moving out of the way.
"If you're so eager to die, who am I to stand in your way," Cymbal told Yajirobe.
"I'll be eating you soon," he replied before he was charging towards Cymbal. He threw a punch but Cymbal flew above the blow and kicked at Yajirobe. The fat samurai dodged but Cymbal punched him, sending him flipping through the air where he landed on his face.
"You were saying? Looks like the only thing you'll be eating is dirt," Cymbal said, mocking Yajirobe who got to his feet.
"It's been a strange day, I keep meeting strong enemies," he said.
"It's not the enemies' strength. You're just weak," Cymbal told him.
"There is no weakness in me monster!" Yajirobe shouted as he jumped at Cymbal and kicked him in the chin, sending him stumbling back. "You don't look as scary with less teeth, you're just as ugly though."
"You'll pay for that," Cymbal said holding his hand out and it crackled with blue electricity. "Let's see how you like dancing." He began to fire lightning at Yajirobe who dodged each bolt of lightning Cymbal fired at him.
"That lightning's a neat trick, nobody told me we were using weapons," Yajirobe said.
"You sure you don't need help?" Daisuke asked him.
"Positive. I can take care of this beast myself," he answered slapping his cheeks as he grabbed the hilt of his sword. "Let's settle this, with honour until the end." He charged at Cymbal who fired more bolts of lightning at him, but he dodged with blinding speed before he was in front of Cymbal and swung his sword. Landing on his feet, he sheathed his sword with an audible click and Cymbal cried out in pain as his body was cut in half. Yajirobe smirked and chuckled.
"Whoa….he's fast," Daisuke said in amazement as Cymbal took his last breath before he died. Back on the airship Piccolo gasped making Piano, Pilaf, Mai, and Shu look at him worried as he looked terrible.
"Piccolo, what's wrong you look ill," Piano said.
"Cymbal….he has failed me," Piccolo replied grimly.
The end of the chapter
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