Well, after receiving over a thousand emails since I decided to "retire" from the DBZ fanfic community, I have decided to return, if for nothing else to finish "The Game," a story I thoroughly enjoyed writing, and always wanted to finish. Thus, in the next few weeks I plan to finish the story I plan to make an epic. I learned a lot during the writing of "Revenge," and plan to utilize this in making "The Game" even better. I hope you, dear reader, enjoy this newest chapter, and continue to enjoy the story.
The Game
Chapter Four
The banquet hall was full of commotion. A mixture of laughter and anger could be heard all over the giant room. The room, large enough to comfortably hold several Oozaru Saiyajin, was filled with the best fighters from across the universe and even other dimensions.
The four earthlings had been escorted to the hall by guards that had been stationed outside their quarters. The guards were weak. Piccolo had noted that their Ki was lower than their own when Vegeta had first come to Earth. That made them at about 1,000 to 3,000 apiece. Not that they were weak at this point. Piccolo himself felt his max power at this point was about equal to a normal humans, only they still had their flying ability, albeit they could not fly with any sort of speed. Vegeta stubbornly had provoked a fight with the guards, and immediately had been rocked with a punch he never had a chance to defend against. Grimacing in pain, he stumbled back and decided now was not the time to fight, but the bastard that had struck him would die very painfully, yet slowly, when Vegeta had his powers back.
Goku had remained in good spirits, although he knew they were all in trouble. He was especially worried about Gohan, who was less adept in fighting due to his age and inexperience. True, Gohan had fought and destroyed Freeza, who was inarguably the strongest being in the universe at the time, but this was not a competition based on power alone. It was also a test of one's heart, and skill. Goku made a mental note to talk with the boy later, to teach him of the vital areas to attack, and how to defend better against such attacks.
Gohan himself was in dismay. He wasn't a true fighter like the beings he was surrounded by, including his father and friends. He fought because he had to, not because he enjoyed it. He thought of the being that had brought them here, Tedei, and anger quickly consumed his own morals. He knew Tedei was much too powerful, even at Gohan's maximum power, but he knew Tedei would have to be defeated if they were ever to return home.
A sudden lapse in the commotion around him made him look up. Tedei himself had suddenly appeared up on the dais and waited politely until everyone had silenced.
"I wish to welcome you, my most prestigious guests, to what I hope will be the finest Game the planet Hilrago has ever had the glory to watch. I can assure you, the Game has never had such a complement of fighters such as yourselves. You gentleman are the finest fighters ever compiled, and I myself am proud to have met each of you." Tedei seemed to smile at Vegeta as he made this last remark.
"Unfortunately, for those of you who have participated in fighting tournaments before, the Game is different. I will now proceed to go over the rules.
1. First and foremost, your individual powers will be limited to equal your opponents', thus making for a fair match based completely on skill, and not a dominance in power or power enhanced abilities. Thus, the better and more spirited fighter will prevail, even if under normal circumstances his opponent could vaporize him with a simple energy blast.
2. At the beginning of each match I will determine the max power of both fighters. So if one being say has a max power of 100,000 and his opponent has a max power of 25,000. The fighter with the higher power will be limited, whereas the lower power fighter will be fighting at his maximum capabilities.
3. There will be a Ki shield around the arena, this is in place so that you can go all out with no worries of hurting anyone, as well as trying to take out anyone else observing.
4. This is the last rule. There is only one way to lose, and that is to die. There will be no knockout victories, no quitting, simply death. Anyone that refuses to kill their opponent after defeating them will be killed himself."
Tedei paused and watched everyone's reactions. Clearing his throat he spoke again. "The winner of the Game gets the ultimate prize. Not only is he returned to his home, but he returns a champion, the elite fighter among you. Anyway, we will begin the drawing now, beforehand however, I wish to wish---"
"Kisama!!! I refuse to participate in this contest. It has no honor and I refuse to die or kill for a sadistic son of a bitch such as yourself." A large humanoid creature with burly features has yelled, cutting off Tedei's speech.
Tedei smirked. "Hmm...did I mention that you didn't have a choice? Oh wait, you do have a choice. You can choose to participate, or you can die." His eyes narrowed as he finished this statement.
The humanoid creature didn't back down. "Fine. I choose to fight. Give me my powers back and I'll kill you!"
Tedei laughed long and hard at this. Finally, he looked to an aide and said, "Very well, remove his collar."
Piccolo shouted across the room, "Baka, you don't know his power!!"
The humanoid ignored Piccolo. A guard came up and removed the being's collar. Creaking his neck, the being leaned forward and slammed his elbow hard into the guard's throat. The guard, clutching at his crushed windpipe, fell over dead. The humanoid reached down, grabbed the guard and hurled him at Tedei. Tedei caught the corpse easily, spun around and hurled the body back at the humanoid. The remains moved so quickly that no one even saw them punch through the humanoids body. The being stared stupidly at the jagged hole in its chest and spit up a glot of blood as he fell over, dying.
"A small demonstration. Know this, I cannot be beaten! Now, let the drawing commence!" Tedei said joyously and abruptly teleported.
"By the gods, how powerful is he?" asked Vegeta.
"Powerful enough to take us all at full power, that much is obvious. The guy who died had a max potential of around 150,000." commented Goku.
"So? That's nothing compared to us!" snarled Vegeta.
"True, but could you kill someone at full power with so little effort?" replied Piccolo.
Vegeta glared at Piccolo but said nothing.
The shock wore off on the crowd, and conversation picked back up as the drawing was beginning.
"Someone is coming over here." Said Gohan. The four looked up to see a teenage looking boy wearing grey pants and a black tank top walking towards them. Seeing the four notice him,the boy's eyes immediately lit up and he picked up the pace, finally reaching them.
"My god, I swore my eyes were deceiving me, but it's true. Otousan, Goku, Gohan, Piccolo, I can't believe you're here!!" The youth said.
"Erm...who are you?" asked Goku, confusion apparent on his face.
Vegeta looked at this youth who had called him father. "Who the hell are you boy?!" He snarled.
The youth's face immediately broke into dismay. "You...don't recognize me? That means you are from a different dimension that my own. My name is Trunks, and Vegeta, you are my father."
To be continued....