Chapter 2
"Oh, this is gonna be great!" Goku shouted from the sidelines. He was already pumped up for the action. He stood at the north end of the stadium grass with the other prized fighters from the North Quadrant. Only Goku and Gohan would be submitted as their fighters however. King Kai's first choice had been Vegeta, but he had refused and eventually attempted to blast King Kai from his house after constant begging. West Kai stood tall and pink, with his favorites from his quadrant. He had submitted an extremely small, warrior and another extremely tall fighter, towering at 17 and a half feet tall. West Kai had Pikkon and another challenger draped in a purple cloak in his section. After numerous attempts to find out who it was (and a lot of bribes), King Kai was forbidden to speak to West Kai before the tournament. South Kai was busy giving a pep talk to his fighters while East Kai was going on about how a queen should always ride to glory and how she was tired of standing in North Kai's shadow.
Finally Shroom came on stage and announced it was time for the tournament to begin. First match would be Pikkon vs. Borayguard, a muscular pale man, who looked almost human, except he had spots covering his entire body and two yellow antennae sticking up from his white hair. As the two competitors met in the arena, they exchanged a quick dialogue. Goku knew that Pikkon was already declaring his victory. And he was right. As soon as the bell rang Pikkon appeared behind Borayguard and delivered a swift kick to his back, sending him flying into the air. Then fired a continuos ki shot into his back, forcing him to slam into the ceiling. According to the rule book, it was judged a ring out. Most matches followed in this fashion. Pikkon, Goku, Gohan, and West Kai's mysterious fighter, who turned out to be named Rykime, easily defeating their opponents. The bout finally picked up as Gohan and Rykime entered the arena. Rykime was an average sized man, boasting no apparent muscle mass, but incredible strength. His skin was dark blue in color, with a bald head. He was shaped as if he was made of rubber, continuously using his shuddering mass to avoid his attackers blows, reshaping himself to counter any attack. He adorned loose blood red pants, with a black sash tied around his waist and black army boots for shoes.
As both Gohan and Rykime prepared for their match, the stadiums erupted. Both had utterly dominated their earlier fights, and this was sure to be an excellent match. Gohan was no fool, and immediately charged to Super Saiyan 2, just to be careful. He wanted to save Super Saiyan 3 for his father. He would need it as Goku would waist little energy defeating Pikkon. Gohan slid one leg in front of himself, and lifted both arms on either side of him, preparing for an attack as soon as the match began. Rykime just stood in a firm posture, not moving.
"Well, he's awfully arrogant. That's okay. I'll show him what a Super Saiyan can do!" Gohan thought to himself as he waited for the match to begin.
*Slam*! The sound reverberated around the stadium as the monk hit the gong to begin the match. Gohan intensified his stare, waiting for his opponent to attack him. However, when he didn't move, Gohan abandoned his stance an annoyed look crossing his face.
"Fine!" Gohan shouted across the ring to Rykime, "You don't want to start things off? Then I will!" Gohan launched himself at his opponent, going for a direct attack. Seconds before he would have landed straight into Rykime, he left a lasting image, appearing above the strange purple man. He brought his fists together, and slammed it down onto Rykime's head. Or attempted to slam it. Rykime had shifted his entire body so that the fists went through nothing but air as the rubbery flesh split itself apart. Then, as suddenly as it had separated, it closed on his fist again. Rykime swung his body around, sharply, dragging Gohan with him. Gohan had been trying to wiggle his arm away from him since it became stuck, but his strange body was holding fast. Suddenly Rykime let go of Gohan and sent him flying into the stands. Gohan was able to turn himself around in time, however, and avoid a ring out. As he floated slowly back into the arena, he took note not to under-estimate his opponent again. Last time it had nearly cost him the match. So he decided to go with a new tactic. He raised his arms over his head and locked his fingers. Then began to gather energy. A loose yellow ball formed between his palms. Bubbles of energy made a bee line into it, expanding the attack greatly with every second.
However, Rykime was no fool. He knew what Gohan was doing and would make sure he wouldn't accomplish it. He extended on arm to latch onto Gohan's arms, then yanked as hard as he could. It was enough to shake Gohan's concentration and dissipate the energy. Then he charged towards him at full speed, preparing a ki attack of his own. It wasn't very powerful, but as there wasn't much ki in it, it was able to go extremely fast. He lifted one arm and fired it at his competitor, immediately blowing him back. Rykime took advantage of this and sent a flying kick to Gohan's stomach. While Gohan was dazed he landed another two kicks to the face and then finished the barrage with an uppercut to his chin. It sent Gohan flying into the air, a look of shock more than pain painted across his face. When he managed to stop floating in the air, he turned around suddenly. He used Shunkiado to appear behind Rykime and sent a small ki shot to his back. Rykime was unable to move himself in time, and was sent flying across the ring. Gohan surrounded himself in yellow ki, waiting for his opponent to make his move. Rykime didn't move, however, and merely stood in the same spot.
Gohan took this to his advantage and cupped his hands behind his back as he starts his recital:
"Ka... me... ha... me..." he said quietly. He was planning to add quite a bit of energy to it. As long as it was large, Rykime couldn't shift his body so that it would travel through him. Blue energy stopped swirling into his palms and the ball stopped growing. It was time to unleash the attack.
"Ha!" Gohan screamed, throwing his hands in front of himself to project the attack. The kamehameha wave towered 20 feet high and 30 feet wide. It moved with quick speed, however, despite it's size. Rykime opened his eyes in shock at the devastating attack. It was too large for him to try and jump over, and was chewing up the stadium floor as it approached, so he wouldn't be able to stick to the ground. It was too wide to try and avoid by going left or right. The attack would hit, there was no chance of it missing him. And since Rykime was unable to fly, he knew his fight was over. He couldn't withstand the blast, and it would surely push him over the side. But he braced himself anyway. Rykime crouched low and threw both arms in front of his face in a defense posture, trying to hold himself to the floor. As the blast overtook him, he was pushed back farther and farther, until he was at the end of the arena. He was now trying to push the attack back with his head, but was clearly unable to. His face contorted with effort, sweat beads popping out all over his body. His face was changing from its normal dark blue to an extremely lighter shade. Finally, he was pushed out of the ring. The second his body touched the ground, the stands went wild with cheers. All present had been extraordinary fighters when they were alive, and knew the kind of power that was shown in the arena was not easily obtainable.
As Gohan let his yellow hair be replaced by the dark black, he walked over to Rykime. A smile crossing his face.
"Good fight. You gave me some trouble there at the beginning. But I fought someone like you once, a long time ago. Someone named Buu. I've had plenty of experience in fighting tactics against people like you. But it was a good match," Gohan said, offering a hand to help his former opponent off the ground.
"Yes, it was. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to continue my training," Rykime answered coldly, pushing away Gohan's hand as he got up himself. He walked out of the stadium, not even bothering to go back to talk to West Kai about his defeat.
"Well what's his problem?" Gohan asked himself just before congratulations began from his father.
"Oh, this is gonna be great!" Goku shouted from the sidelines. He was already pumped up for the action. He stood at the north end of the stadium grass with the other prized fighters from the North Quadrant. Only Goku and Gohan would be submitted as their fighters however. King Kai's first choice had been Vegeta, but he had refused and eventually attempted to blast King Kai from his house after constant begging. West Kai stood tall and pink, with his favorites from his quadrant. He had submitted an extremely small, warrior and another extremely tall fighter, towering at 17 and a half feet tall. West Kai had Pikkon and another challenger draped in a purple cloak in his section. After numerous attempts to find out who it was (and a lot of bribes), King Kai was forbidden to speak to West Kai before the tournament. South Kai was busy giving a pep talk to his fighters while East Kai was going on about how a queen should always ride to glory and how she was tired of standing in North Kai's shadow.
Finally Shroom came on stage and announced it was time for the tournament to begin. First match would be Pikkon vs. Borayguard, a muscular pale man, who looked almost human, except he had spots covering his entire body and two yellow antennae sticking up from his white hair. As the two competitors met in the arena, they exchanged a quick dialogue. Goku knew that Pikkon was already declaring his victory. And he was right. As soon as the bell rang Pikkon appeared behind Borayguard and delivered a swift kick to his back, sending him flying into the air. Then fired a continuos ki shot into his back, forcing him to slam into the ceiling. According to the rule book, it was judged a ring out. Most matches followed in this fashion. Pikkon, Goku, Gohan, and West Kai's mysterious fighter, who turned out to be named Rykime, easily defeating their opponents. The bout finally picked up as Gohan and Rykime entered the arena. Rykime was an average sized man, boasting no apparent muscle mass, but incredible strength. His skin was dark blue in color, with a bald head. He was shaped as if he was made of rubber, continuously using his shuddering mass to avoid his attackers blows, reshaping himself to counter any attack. He adorned loose blood red pants, with a black sash tied around his waist and black army boots for shoes.
As both Gohan and Rykime prepared for their match, the stadiums erupted. Both had utterly dominated their earlier fights, and this was sure to be an excellent match. Gohan was no fool, and immediately charged to Super Saiyan 2, just to be careful. He wanted to save Super Saiyan 3 for his father. He would need it as Goku would waist little energy defeating Pikkon. Gohan slid one leg in front of himself, and lifted both arms on either side of him, preparing for an attack as soon as the match began. Rykime just stood in a firm posture, not moving.
"Well, he's awfully arrogant. That's okay. I'll show him what a Super Saiyan can do!" Gohan thought to himself as he waited for the match to begin.
*Slam*! The sound reverberated around the stadium as the monk hit the gong to begin the match. Gohan intensified his stare, waiting for his opponent to attack him. However, when he didn't move, Gohan abandoned his stance an annoyed look crossing his face.
"Fine!" Gohan shouted across the ring to Rykime, "You don't want to start things off? Then I will!" Gohan launched himself at his opponent, going for a direct attack. Seconds before he would have landed straight into Rykime, he left a lasting image, appearing above the strange purple man. He brought his fists together, and slammed it down onto Rykime's head. Or attempted to slam it. Rykime had shifted his entire body so that the fists went through nothing but air as the rubbery flesh split itself apart. Then, as suddenly as it had separated, it closed on his fist again. Rykime swung his body around, sharply, dragging Gohan with him. Gohan had been trying to wiggle his arm away from him since it became stuck, but his strange body was holding fast. Suddenly Rykime let go of Gohan and sent him flying into the stands. Gohan was able to turn himself around in time, however, and avoid a ring out. As he floated slowly back into the arena, he took note not to under-estimate his opponent again. Last time it had nearly cost him the match. So he decided to go with a new tactic. He raised his arms over his head and locked his fingers. Then began to gather energy. A loose yellow ball formed between his palms. Bubbles of energy made a bee line into it, expanding the attack greatly with every second.
However, Rykime was no fool. He knew what Gohan was doing and would make sure he wouldn't accomplish it. He extended on arm to latch onto Gohan's arms, then yanked as hard as he could. It was enough to shake Gohan's concentration and dissipate the energy. Then he charged towards him at full speed, preparing a ki attack of his own. It wasn't very powerful, but as there wasn't much ki in it, it was able to go extremely fast. He lifted one arm and fired it at his competitor, immediately blowing him back. Rykime took advantage of this and sent a flying kick to Gohan's stomach. While Gohan was dazed he landed another two kicks to the face and then finished the barrage with an uppercut to his chin. It sent Gohan flying into the air, a look of shock more than pain painted across his face. When he managed to stop floating in the air, he turned around suddenly. He used Shunkiado to appear behind Rykime and sent a small ki shot to his back. Rykime was unable to move himself in time, and was sent flying across the ring. Gohan surrounded himself in yellow ki, waiting for his opponent to make his move. Rykime didn't move, however, and merely stood in the same spot.
Gohan took this to his advantage and cupped his hands behind his back as he starts his recital:
"Ka... me... ha... me..." he said quietly. He was planning to add quite a bit of energy to it. As long as it was large, Rykime couldn't shift his body so that it would travel through him. Blue energy stopped swirling into his palms and the ball stopped growing. It was time to unleash the attack.
"Ha!" Gohan screamed, throwing his hands in front of himself to project the attack. The kamehameha wave towered 20 feet high and 30 feet wide. It moved with quick speed, however, despite it's size. Rykime opened his eyes in shock at the devastating attack. It was too large for him to try and jump over, and was chewing up the stadium floor as it approached, so he wouldn't be able to stick to the ground. It was too wide to try and avoid by going left or right. The attack would hit, there was no chance of it missing him. And since Rykime was unable to fly, he knew his fight was over. He couldn't withstand the blast, and it would surely push him over the side. But he braced himself anyway. Rykime crouched low and threw both arms in front of his face in a defense posture, trying to hold himself to the floor. As the blast overtook him, he was pushed back farther and farther, until he was at the end of the arena. He was now trying to push the attack back with his head, but was clearly unable to. His face contorted with effort, sweat beads popping out all over his body. His face was changing from its normal dark blue to an extremely lighter shade. Finally, he was pushed out of the ring. The second his body touched the ground, the stands went wild with cheers. All present had been extraordinary fighters when they were alive, and knew the kind of power that was shown in the arena was not easily obtainable.
As Gohan let his yellow hair be replaced by the dark black, he walked over to Rykime. A smile crossing his face.
"Good fight. You gave me some trouble there at the beginning. But I fought someone like you once, a long time ago. Someone named Buu. I've had plenty of experience in fighting tactics against people like you. But it was a good match," Gohan said, offering a hand to help his former opponent off the ground.
"Yes, it was. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to continue my training," Rykime answered coldly, pushing away Gohan's hand as he got up himself. He walked out of the stadium, not even bothering to go back to talk to West Kai about his defeat.
"Well what's his problem?" Gohan asked himself just before congratulations began from his father.