Anime Olio - Dragon Ball Z

Disclaimer: Once again…I don't own none of these charries…'cept the mysterious 'He', or, as I call him, Olio!

Author's Notes: By popular demand, I am continuing the series of Anime olio! Hehehe…enjoy everyone! ^^

"And they're off! Oh, my! He's hit hard! Is this the end? Ohh! What a come back!" the announcer boomed over the roaring crowd.

Goku smirked, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, "Not a bad hit. My turn!" suddenly, the fighter disappeared, and appeared behind his opponent. "Right here!" and as his opponent turned, a kick was delivered at his jaw.

"Oh no! Could this be the end?!" yelled the announcer as the crowd cheered on.

"Wow, Chi Chi! Goku's really great!" Bulma cheered, waving a little flag. ^^!

"I know! It looks like he's just warming up, too!" Goku's wife said.

"Go dad!" little Goten cheered for his father, punching the air in front of him. "Ya! Hi-yah!"

Chi Chi looked at Goten, "Calm down, Goten!" she scolded.

Goten grinned up at her, "Sorry mom!"

Goku stood over his fallen opponent, "Is that all? Well?" The man on the ground didn't answer…he crawled out of the ring, and the bells rang.

"And…Goku is our winner!" the announcer cheered, and the crowd went wild with cheers and boos.

Grinning, Goku walked back to the side of the ring, to his other son, Gohan, and his friends Piccolo, Vegeta, and Krillin.

"Hmph. You took too long, Kakarot. You could have taken him out with a single hit." Vegeta grunted, his arms crossed over his chest.

"Really? Nah…I don't think I could have!" Goku said. ^^

Piccolo, the Namek fighter, shook his head, "You know you could have, Goku."

Krillin looked up at his close friend, a broad grin spreading over his face, "Yeah, Goku!"

Goku shrugged, "I guess so. But let's watch…18 is up next!" and at that, he sat down, along with his friends.

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Android number eighteen, or as they call her, 18, stood in the center of the ring awaiting her opponent.

"Hahahahahahahahahaha!! I am the best!" yelled a large man from the outside of the ring. 18 stood there as he climbed up into the circle ring and took his position. His shirt read QuNa.

"And…" the bells rang, "They're off! QuNa starts off with his famous Pattie Kick!" cried the announcer.

"Pattie Kick! Hi-yah!" and kicked 18 several times in the head. She just stood there, her arms across her chest and an annoyed look on her face.

"Is that all you've got?" she tapped her foot.

QuNa backed up, "That's impossible!" he cried.

"Oh, is it?" 18 took a step forward, and QuNa fell backward onto his big butt. "Then why am I still here?"

"You…you…GAH!" and he is unconcious, even before 18 hit him.

"Pathetic." she muttered. The crowd cheered wildly.

"And 18 is our winner!!!" boomed the announcer once again.

"Hm. Too easy." and she walked off, the crowd moving out of her way.

* * *

He watched them fight. Excellent. They will do perfectly for his master plan.

* * *

Goku had been fighting this match for hours. It was the last match of the day, and it was going well into night. Both fighters were nearly exhausted.

"Give up?" his opponent asked.

"I think not…" Goku responded, panting. "I've got one last thing I want to do."

"Oh? What might that be?"

Goku smirked, "This," and he put his hands out, drawing energy.

"Oh, my! Can this be what we think it is? Could it be? Oh, no! It is!" the announcer cried out, and the crowd screamed their cheers, filling the place with their cries.

"Kame…hame…HUH?!" Goku blinked when a man stepped into the ring in front of him.

"Well. You are certainly a great fighter. How would you like to fight in a real tournament?" he asked.

"What do you mean?"

"Who's that?" Bulma asked Chi Chi from the stands.

"I don't know…I hope Goku knows what he's doing."

The man smirked, "I mean exactly what I said. Bring along some friends."

"Well…okay…as long as we're back soon," Goku responded. "HEY! Guys! Come on!"

"What's this?" the announcer said.

Vegeta walked over to Goku, "What are you doing?"

"This guy wants us to fight in his tournament. I said, hey, why not? So you wanna?"

Vegeta shrugged, " It's a chance to fight. I'm in."

"I'll go, too." Piccolo came up.

"Alright then…" Goku looked around.

Gohan walked up, "Hey, Dad, I'll go too!" he grinned. "I got some work to do anyway."

Goten blinked, "Hey Trunks! Come on!" him and Trunks ran down, "Bye Mom! I'm going with Dad!" They caught up right as the fighters entered the portal, and ran in after them, the portal closing afterward.

He set something on the ground, and smoke filled the arena, filling also with startled cries. When the smoke cleared, he was gone, gone to find his next fighters.

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How was that? 'He', if ya dunno already, is Olio. Wait and find out more, and whats gonna happen to the DBZ fighters? Dum dum dum…^^