Dragon Ball Y:
Chapter Two -
The 21st Tenkaichi Budoukai!
So Kincha flew. He had no idea where he was flying, however. He was mainly looking for Coll, the 'Saiyan', because he really wanted to fight him, now that he obtained the power of flight. Kincha soon arrived at a small city on some islands in the South Sea. Deciding he had nothing better to do, he landed on the outskirts. He slowly walked through this city, and found out that he was on the Papaya Islands.
Hmm, isn't the Papaya Islands where the Tenkaichi Budoukai is held? Kincha thought to himself, Sweet. I think the tournament will be held in a few days, too!
Kincha thought that this would help prove if he is actually capable of fighting someone really powerful. Even if it was foolish, he decided to check it out.
Kincha saw a billboard that read: "FIGHT IN THE TENKAICHI BUDOUKAI, AND WIN 300,000 ZENII! Call 1-800-BUDOKAI" along with a picture of a heavy man knocking a smaller man out of an arena. Kincha grinned.
"If I fight in this Budoukai, I could win a lot of money and I wouldn't have to forage for food, anymore. But, the question is... Could I win?" he said to himself. "Hell yeah!" Kincha ran at top speed towards the local payphone, knocking down anyone in his path.
He came to the phone, and a man was standing there, talking to his wife on the other line. Kincha came up to this guy, tore him away from the phone, threw him back into a building, said 'Bye!' to his wife on the other end, and hung up.
Kincha typed in: 1-800-BUDOKAI... Ring... Ring... "Hello?"
"Hi! I want to know more about the Tenkaichi Budoukai."
"Whom am I speaking with?
"I am Kincha, and I wish to... 'partake' in this event." He grinned.
"All right, please come here at 11 A.M. You're just in time. Submissions close in about... two hours. Okay... just signed you up. It looks like there'll be about seventy-four other people vying to get into this tournament. This is the first time I've seen one myself, and I'm looking very forward to it. I love the martial arts, myself... Never tried learning any of it before, but it looks very neat. Well, actually... I lied. I've done it before, when I was about 10. I was only a white belt, but still... Hello? Hello? Are you there...?"
By this time, Kincha had already left the hook dangling and took off. He stayed at a cheap hotel, and could barely get a wink of sleep due to the tiny mice that walked about the hotel freely.
Thoughts of this tournament made Kincha grin. He still had no idea what he was getting into, but he didn't care. The thought invigorated him. He already knew he was special... He had to one of the most powerful people on Earth. "Jeez... I still don't get it... I guess all those veggies did pay off, after all," he thought to himself.
Ah, finally the day arrived. I will win! Heh, there's no doubt in my mind! Yeah... I'll win... yeah...
Kincha walked to the tournament center, and saw the large, foreign letters on the front, but couldn't understand a word of it. He assumed it meant 'Tenkaichi Budoukai', but shrugged. He carried on with the judges, and eventually got set up and learned what was going to happen.
Because this tournament was going to last only one day, they would have to quicken the beginning matches. They were only two minutes long each, and the winner advanced. All or nothing. No going back now.
They were next given out numbers. Kincha somehow received the very last number... #74. He waited for what seemed to be forever, until finally his first qualification fight came up.
It was against some fat guy named 'Ralph'. He took one glance at this guy and wondered, "How the hell does this guy think he's gonna win this tournament? He's... gigantic."
Ralph was about seven feet... around. He was a hippo of a man, and didn't seem like he could move around too well. He had trouble getting onto the ring, but somehow managed after he got a footstool. But, no... None of this could even compare to Kincha's misery after realizing this man was wearing... Yes, I know it's horrible... spandex.
Ding Ding Ding!
The match began.
Kincha's rather large opponent took began taking large strides towards him. Ralph reared back his horribly malformed fist in front of the unmoving Kincha...
And that's when Kincha struck! Albeit very lightly...
And the old phrase lived up to its meaning. The bigger they are, the harder they fall. And this man... This monster... Well, he fell pretty hard. In fact, he put a hole in the arena.
Kincha grinned and just walked off as they put the man on a stretcher.
When his next turn came up, he fought some strange man with one eye. It's not that this guy had injured his other eye through a firecracker, or shoving a stick through it, or through some other means... He just had one eye smack-dab on the middle of his forehead. Incidentally, he went by the name 'Cyclops'.
The match went fairly quickly. Cyclops got something in his eye halfway through, and was beaten with a couple punches and a swift kick.
A few more fights went by like this and Kincha was finally made it into the main section of the tournament. This is where the last eight people left would duke it out in a couple matches and end up with one final showdown to determine who was the best on the planet.
The seven other people with Kincha were all placed into a room to await their fights. Kincha looked around at the other (strange) people.
Rakeesh was going to be fighting first. He had a lion's maim and a man's body. He looked pretty tough, and those teeth of his looked like they could rip through steel. Luckily, Kincha wouldn't have to fight him right off the bat.
Ninjaman was the man who was to fight Rakeesh in the first round. This guy wore a black, loose-fitting gi as well as a black bandana tied tightly around his own head. Ninja was talking with another man right next to him.
T he man right next to Ninjaman was Vincent. Vince wore the same garments as his friend, Ninjaman, but had a long cape and had many scars across his face. This chap was to fight Kincha first, which sent a chill up and down Kincha's spine.
Another strange one there was only known as Furb. Furb was one strange cookie. He wore a furry bunny-suit, with only his childish face showing. He was giggling at the moment, walking in circles, talking to himself.
Kincha shrugged him off, and focused his attention on the guy Furb was fighting. This man was very skinny and wore yellow pants, and a blue sweatshirt. He also had frizzy, brown hair. Kincha walked over to him and started talking.
"Hi, I'm Kincha. Who're you?"
"Hello. I'm G. Neric, but you can just call me 'G'."
" Uhh... Okay, then..."
"Yeah, I know. It's a pretty odd name..."
Kincha turned his head and saw another tall, skinny guy in a white gi with a black belt. This guy was doing some punching exercises. Then Kincha recognized him.
"Whoa... That's Tae Kwon Die, isn't it?! I saw all of his movies!"
"Yep, that's him. He loves tournaments. Good publicity..." G. Neric replied.
"Heh... When you see him in person, he doesn't look quite so menacing."
Kincha looked into a corner, and saw a young man meditating and even floating off the ground!
"Holy crap, who's he?" Kincha asked quickly.
"That's Mist. He's pretty good, too... Or so I've heard. Nobody really knows much about him. He's one of the Dragon Clan that live in the mountains. I wouldn't be surprised if he won." G answered.
"Well, I'll show 'em otherwise. Heh, he doesn't look so tough, anyway." Kincha said, grinning.
G. Neric shrugged and sat on the floor against the wall. Kincha mingled with some of the other contestants, but Vincent and Ninjaman refused to talk with him.
Ten minutes passed, and it was finally time for the first fight!
BY: VEGETUS
vegetus@cinci.rr.com
www.geocities.com/dbz_final_flash/
Chapter Two -
The 21st Tenkaichi Budoukai!
So Kincha flew. He had no idea where he was flying, however. He was mainly looking for Coll, the 'Saiyan', because he really wanted to fight him, now that he obtained the power of flight. Kincha soon arrived at a small city on some islands in the South Sea. Deciding he had nothing better to do, he landed on the outskirts. He slowly walked through this city, and found out that he was on the Papaya Islands.
Hmm, isn't the Papaya Islands where the Tenkaichi Budoukai is held? Kincha thought to himself, Sweet. I think the tournament will be held in a few days, too!
Kincha thought that this would help prove if he is actually capable of fighting someone really powerful. Even if it was foolish, he decided to check it out.
Kincha saw a billboard that read: "FIGHT IN THE TENKAICHI BUDOUKAI, AND WIN 300,000 ZENII! Call 1-800-BUDOKAI" along with a picture of a heavy man knocking a smaller man out of an arena. Kincha grinned.
"If I fight in this Budoukai, I could win a lot of money and I wouldn't have to forage for food, anymore. But, the question is... Could I win?" he said to himself. "Hell yeah!" Kincha ran at top speed towards the local payphone, knocking down anyone in his path.
He came to the phone, and a man was standing there, talking to his wife on the other line. Kincha came up to this guy, tore him away from the phone, threw him back into a building, said 'Bye!' to his wife on the other end, and hung up.
Kincha typed in: 1-800-BUDOKAI... Ring... Ring... "Hello?"
"Hi! I want to know more about the Tenkaichi Budoukai."
"Whom am I speaking with?
"I am Kincha, and I wish to... 'partake' in this event." He grinned.
"All right, please come here at 11 A.M. You're just in time. Submissions close in about... two hours. Okay... just signed you up. It looks like there'll be about seventy-four other people vying to get into this tournament. This is the first time I've seen one myself, and I'm looking very forward to it. I love the martial arts, myself... Never tried learning any of it before, but it looks very neat. Well, actually... I lied. I've done it before, when I was about 10. I was only a white belt, but still... Hello? Hello? Are you there...?"
By this time, Kincha had already left the hook dangling and took off. He stayed at a cheap hotel, and could barely get a wink of sleep due to the tiny mice that walked about the hotel freely.
Thoughts of this tournament made Kincha grin. He still had no idea what he was getting into, but he didn't care. The thought invigorated him. He already knew he was special... He had to one of the most powerful people on Earth. "Jeez... I still don't get it... I guess all those veggies did pay off, after all," he thought to himself.
Ah, finally the day arrived. I will win! Heh, there's no doubt in my mind! Yeah... I'll win... yeah...
Kincha walked to the tournament center, and saw the large, foreign letters on the front, but couldn't understand a word of it. He assumed it meant 'Tenkaichi Budoukai', but shrugged. He carried on with the judges, and eventually got set up and learned what was going to happen.
Because this tournament was going to last only one day, they would have to quicken the beginning matches. They were only two minutes long each, and the winner advanced. All or nothing. No going back now.
They were next given out numbers. Kincha somehow received the very last number... #74. He waited for what seemed to be forever, until finally his first qualification fight came up.
It was against some fat guy named 'Ralph'. He took one glance at this guy and wondered, "How the hell does this guy think he's gonna win this tournament? He's... gigantic."
Ralph was about seven feet... around. He was a hippo of a man, and didn't seem like he could move around too well. He had trouble getting onto the ring, but somehow managed after he got a footstool. But, no... None of this could even compare to Kincha's misery after realizing this man was wearing... Yes, I know it's horrible... spandex.
Ding Ding Ding!
The match began.
Kincha's rather large opponent took began taking large strides towards him. Ralph reared back his horribly malformed fist in front of the unmoving Kincha...
And that's when Kincha struck! Albeit very lightly...
And the old phrase lived up to its meaning. The bigger they are, the harder they fall. And this man... This monster... Well, he fell pretty hard. In fact, he put a hole in the arena.
Kincha grinned and just walked off as they put the man on a stretcher.
When his next turn came up, he fought some strange man with one eye. It's not that this guy had injured his other eye through a firecracker, or shoving a stick through it, or through some other means... He just had one eye smack-dab on the middle of his forehead. Incidentally, he went by the name 'Cyclops'.
The match went fairly quickly. Cyclops got something in his eye halfway through, and was beaten with a couple punches and a swift kick.
A few more fights went by like this and Kincha was finally made it into the main section of the tournament. This is where the last eight people left would duke it out in a couple matches and end up with one final showdown to determine who was the best on the planet.
The seven other people with Kincha were all placed into a room to await their fights. Kincha looked around at the other (strange) people.
Rakeesh was going to be fighting first. He had a lion's maim and a man's body. He looked pretty tough, and those teeth of his looked like they could rip through steel. Luckily, Kincha wouldn't have to fight him right off the bat.
Ninjaman was the man who was to fight Rakeesh in the first round. This guy wore a black, loose-fitting gi as well as a black bandana tied tightly around his own head. Ninja was talking with another man right next to him.
T he man right next to Ninjaman was Vincent. Vince wore the same garments as his friend, Ninjaman, but had a long cape and had many scars across his face. This chap was to fight Kincha first, which sent a chill up and down Kincha's spine.
Another strange one there was only known as Furb. Furb was one strange cookie. He wore a furry bunny-suit, with only his childish face showing. He was giggling at the moment, walking in circles, talking to himself.
Kincha shrugged him off, and focused his attention on the guy Furb was fighting. This man was very skinny and wore yellow pants, and a blue sweatshirt. He also had frizzy, brown hair. Kincha walked over to him and started talking.
"Hi, I'm Kincha. Who're you?"
"Hello. I'm G. Neric, but you can just call me 'G'."
" Uhh... Okay, then..."
"Yeah, I know. It's a pretty odd name..."
Kincha turned his head and saw another tall, skinny guy in a white gi with a black belt. This guy was doing some punching exercises. Then Kincha recognized him.
"Whoa... That's Tae Kwon Die, isn't it?! I saw all of his movies!"
"Yep, that's him. He loves tournaments. Good publicity..." G. Neric replied.
"Heh... When you see him in person, he doesn't look quite so menacing."
Kincha looked into a corner, and saw a young man meditating and even floating off the ground!
"Holy crap, who's he?" Kincha asked quickly.
"That's Mist. He's pretty good, too... Or so I've heard. Nobody really knows much about him. He's one of the Dragon Clan that live in the mountains. I wouldn't be surprised if he won." G answered.
"Well, I'll show 'em otherwise. Heh, he doesn't look so tough, anyway." Kincha said, grinning.
G. Neric shrugged and sat on the floor against the wall. Kincha mingled with some of the other contestants, but Vincent and Ninjaman refused to talk with him.
Ten minutes passed, and it was finally time for the first fight!
BY: VEGETUS
vegetus@cinci.rr.com
www.geocities.com/dbz_final_flash/