Finally, an Animorph/DBZ crossover! Yay! *jumps around the room and
sweat drops at the stares* Uhh. . .I'm okay. . .Here's the boring
disclaimer's note.
I DO NOT OWN DBZ OR ANIMORPHS! If I did then I would probably be the happiest person in the world, but sadly I'm not, so I don't. SO DON'T SUE! Got it? Good. Now on with the fic! Enjoy!
Ages
Chibi Trunks (C. Trunks)-eight
Goten-seven
Rachel-thirteen
Cassie-thirteen
Jake-thirteen
Marco-thirteen
Tobias-thirteen
Ax-I don't know how old he is in human or Andalite years, I'll just say he's thirteen in human years
Adults-~old
The Animorphs flew down to where the competitors were drawing. They didn't know what to do about C. Trunks and Goten. They couldn't tell anyone but SK and Kibeto, and those two wouldn't do anything about it. So, they just decided to let C. Trunks and Goten compete. Here we go, into the wild blue yonder. . . Marco sang. Marco. Shut. Up. Tobias said. But doesn't this just remind you of the good old days, when all we had to worry about after school was our homework, our literature project, and the suicide mission that might slightly effect the Yeerks? Marco asked cheerfully.
In case you're forgetting, I'm a nothlit. I didn't have school after our first battle with the Yeerks. Tobias pointed out. Oh, yeah. Well, didn't you have time to worry about it while you were sitting around in your field? Marco asked. No. . .I was searching for Yeerk pool entrances while you were at school. I had to worry 24/7. Tobias replied. You two stop arguing. We need to listen to the names of the competitors to find out the names of the Z fighters. Jake said. They landed on the roof of a building that was right behind the Z fighters, minus Rachel.
"Killa." the announcer called. A black man walked up and reached into a box. He pulled out a ball. "Number 14." the announcer called to a man. The announcer looked at his list. "Kibeto." He said. Kibeto walked up and reached into the box. He handed the announcer the ball. "Number seven." he looked at the list again. "The next contestant is Krillin." A short man walked up and reached into the box.
The Animorphs recognized him from the group. I don't see how much good a short guy like that is going to do. . . Tobias muttered. Hey! I'm short! I kicked butt in the war! Marco said. Yes, but you were able to get taller when you morphed. Remember, you only fought in morph. Tobias reminded him.
The man named Krillin looked startled. "Number one?! How did I deserve this?!" He asked mournfully. "The next contestant is Great Saiyaman." The teenage boy walked up and reached into the box. The Great Saiyaman? Man Marco, he's as bad at humor as you are. Jake joked. I'm just surprised that Rachel hasn't taken him to the mall yet. If she was here as an Animorph right now, then we'd never hear the end of her ranting of the stupid clothes he's wearing. Cassie said.
Gohan pulled out a ball that said number eight. He's competing against Kibeto?! Man, this Great Saiyaman guy is in trouble. . . Marco said. Actually, I think he's one of the Z fighters. Tobias said. How do you know for sure? Ax asked. I saw him in that group with Rachel. Tobias replied.
"The next competitor is. . .uh. . .Number Eighteen." The announcer said. A woman with shoulder-length blond hair walked up. Number Eighteen? What kind of a name is Number Eighteen? Tobias asked. Marco said.
"Your name isn't really Number Eighteen, is it?" The announcer asked Number Eighteen. "I had a very dull father." Number Eighteen replied. She reached into the box, pulled out a ball, and tossed it to the announcer. The announcer was caught off guard and dropped it. He picked it up. "Number nine." he called. He looked at his list.
"Shin." He called. The green alien that they had seen earlier looked up as SK walked over to the box. SK reached into the box and pulled out a ball. "Number three." SK walked back over to Kibeto and gave a look up at the birds, who were of course the Animorphs, up on the roof.
"Spopovitch." The announcer called. Nobody walked up. Why isn't anybody drawing? Cassie asked. Maybe he doesn't want anybody to know who he is because his name is so stupid? Marco suggested. "Um. . .Spopovitch?" The announcer asked. No answer. Suddenly, C. Trunks and Goten, in their disguise of course, ran up to the box. "I'm Spopovitch!" A large man with an 'M' on his head said, grabbing C. Trunks by the head and tossing him and Goten away.
"Number six." The man walked off. "Jule." The announcer said. Some blond guy walked up. "Number sixteen. Next contestant is Goku." The man that SK was talking to earlier walked up. SK was talking to him. Is he the leader of the Z fighters? Cassie asked. I dunno. I only know who the Z fighters are. We don't know much about these people, ya know? Jake said.
By the way, what kind of alien is that green guy? Tobias asked. The Green Giant? Marco suggested. Forget I asked. He looks he's from Mars. Jake commented. Actually, before the dome ship crashed, we did a scan on Mars, in the scanners say that there used to life there, but it is now inhabitable. Ax said.
Thanks for the science lesson Ax, but I'd rather learn that in school. The teachers, strange as they are, do NOT talk about Z-space. Marco said. The other Animorphs laughed. "Number 12. Next is Videl."
Videl? Does anybody realize that if you mix up the name it spells 'devil'? Marco asked. Who knows? This is a strange place. . . Cassie said. Oh well. She's cute. Marco remarked as he watched a girl with short black hair walk up to the box. Jake mentally sighed.
"Number five. Next is Punter." This is boring. Marco complained. I see a booth with cinnamon buns. Can we get some? Ax asked. Tobias, Jake, Marco, and Cassie mentally sighed. Not. Now. Jake said. Ax, you are never going to change. Marco laughed. Can we just concentrate on the mission? Jake asked.
Have we ever done that before? Marco asked. Never mind. Jake sighed, shaking his falcon head from side to side. "Number two. Next contestant, Vegeta." A man with tall, spiky black hair walked up to the box.
That is the most stupidest haircut I've ever seen. Marco commented. The man named Vegeta reached into the box. Is it just me, or does Vegeta look somewhat like Trunks? Tobias asked. Yeah. . .kinda. Oh my gosh! Cassie exclaimed. What? Jake asked.
If he looks kinda like Trunks. . .maybe Vegeta is Rachel and Trunks's dad? Cassie suggested. Marco laughed. That guy? Rachel's dad? Maybe. . .
Vegeta pulled out a ball, smirked, and turned to Goku and showed him the number of his ball. The announcer leaned around to read the number. "Number twelve." the announcer read. The green guy and the guy named Krillin looked shaken. Vegeta's name was written next to Goku's.
"No way!" Krillin exclaimed. Goku grinned. "Vegeta huh?" What's up? Green guy and Krillin seem. . .almost afraid. Cassie commented. Who knows? Goku looks like an older version of Goten. Maybe Goku and Goten are brothers, or maybe Goku is Goten's father or something. Did you see how easily Trunks and Goten were winning? If it's Trunks's father against Goten's father, think of how strong they probably are. Marco answered. Good point. Cassie replied.
"Next up is Mighty Mask." the announcer called. Stupid name. Marco commented. "Number thirteen. Next is Ma Junior. Another stupid name. . . Marco muttered as the green guy walked up to the box.
"Number four." Ma Junior's name was written beside SK's. SK grinned. "Next is the champion, Mr. Satan (Hercule). According to his instructions, I will draw in his place. "Number ten." Mr. Satan's name was written beside Number Eighteen's. "Hey, they said that your opponent is Mr. Satan." Krillin said, turning to Eighteen. "Who is that?" Eighteen asked.
"This isn't your day, is it? For you to be against my dad right away. . ." Videl said, turning to Eighteen. "Finally is the last contestant, Yamu." Another man with an 'M' on his forehead walked up to the box. What's up with the 'M'? Tobias asked. Popular Tattoo? Cassie suggested.
"Number fifteen. This is how it's been decided. The first match will be Krillin vs. Punter. The second match will be Shin vs. Ma Junior. The third match will be Videl vs. Spopovitch. The fourth match will be Kibeto vs. Great Saiyaman. The fifth match will be Number Eighteen vs. Mr. Satan. The sixth match will be Goku vs. Vegeta. The seventh match will be Mighty Mask vs. Killa. The eighth match will be Yamu vs. Jule." The announcer announced.
"The matches will begin write away. I will lead you from here into the waiting room. Everyone knows the rules, I'm sure. Giving up, going down for ten counts, and landing outside the ring will be defeat. Killing is not allowed. Also, since we have so many matches, there is a thirty minute time limit on each match. If the match goes over thirty minutes, a judgment will be announced by the referee."
"So now there's a time limit." Krillin said. Punter pointed at Krillin and laughed. "For you, ten seconds will be plenty!" Krillin looked annoyed and closed his eyes. "I know. I know. . ." This should be interesting. Tobias said.
Author's note-So how's that? I'll have the next chapter up today or tomorrow, so come back soon! In the meantime, R&R! See you soon! Ja ne!
I DO NOT OWN DBZ OR ANIMORPHS! If I did then I would probably be the happiest person in the world, but sadly I'm not, so I don't. SO DON'T SUE! Got it? Good. Now on with the fic! Enjoy!
Ages
Chibi Trunks (C. Trunks)-eight
Goten-seven
Rachel-thirteen
Cassie-thirteen
Jake-thirteen
Marco-thirteen
Tobias-thirteen
Ax-I don't know how old he is in human or Andalite years, I'll just say he's thirteen in human years
Adults-~old
The Animorphs flew down to where the competitors were drawing. They didn't know what to do about C. Trunks and Goten. They couldn't tell anyone but SK and Kibeto, and those two wouldn't do anything about it. So, they just decided to let C. Trunks and Goten compete. Here we go, into the wild blue yonder. . . Marco sang. Marco. Shut. Up. Tobias said. But doesn't this just remind you of the good old days, when all we had to worry about after school was our homework, our literature project, and the suicide mission that might slightly effect the Yeerks? Marco asked cheerfully.
In case you're forgetting, I'm a nothlit. I didn't have school after our first battle with the Yeerks. Tobias pointed out. Oh, yeah. Well, didn't you have time to worry about it while you were sitting around in your field? Marco asked. No. . .I was searching for Yeerk pool entrances while you were at school. I had to worry 24/7. Tobias replied. You two stop arguing. We need to listen to the names of the competitors to find out the names of the Z fighters. Jake said. They landed on the roof of a building that was right behind the Z fighters, minus Rachel.
"Killa." the announcer called. A black man walked up and reached into a box. He pulled out a ball. "Number 14." the announcer called to a man. The announcer looked at his list. "Kibeto." He said. Kibeto walked up and reached into the box. He handed the announcer the ball. "Number seven." he looked at the list again. "The next contestant is Krillin." A short man walked up and reached into the box.
The Animorphs recognized him from the group. I don't see how much good a short guy like that is going to do. . . Tobias muttered. Hey! I'm short! I kicked butt in the war! Marco said. Yes, but you were able to get taller when you morphed. Remember, you only fought in morph. Tobias reminded him.
The man named Krillin looked startled. "Number one?! How did I deserve this?!" He asked mournfully. "The next contestant is Great Saiyaman." The teenage boy walked up and reached into the box. The Great Saiyaman? Man Marco, he's as bad at humor as you are. Jake joked. I'm just surprised that Rachel hasn't taken him to the mall yet. If she was here as an Animorph right now, then we'd never hear the end of her ranting of the stupid clothes he's wearing. Cassie said.
Gohan pulled out a ball that said number eight. He's competing against Kibeto?! Man, this Great Saiyaman guy is in trouble. . . Marco said. Actually, I think he's one of the Z fighters. Tobias said. How do you know for sure? Ax asked. I saw him in that group with Rachel. Tobias replied.
"The next competitor is. . .uh. . .Number Eighteen." The announcer said. A woman with shoulder-length blond hair walked up. Number Eighteen? What kind of a name is Number Eighteen? Tobias asked. Marco said.
"Your name isn't really Number Eighteen, is it?" The announcer asked Number Eighteen. "I had a very dull father." Number Eighteen replied. She reached into the box, pulled out a ball, and tossed it to the announcer. The announcer was caught off guard and dropped it. He picked it up. "Number nine." he called. He looked at his list.
"Shin." He called. The green alien that they had seen earlier looked up as SK walked over to the box. SK reached into the box and pulled out a ball. "Number three." SK walked back over to Kibeto and gave a look up at the birds, who were of course the Animorphs, up on the roof.
"Spopovitch." The announcer called. Nobody walked up. Why isn't anybody drawing? Cassie asked. Maybe he doesn't want anybody to know who he is because his name is so stupid? Marco suggested. "Um. . .Spopovitch?" The announcer asked. No answer. Suddenly, C. Trunks and Goten, in their disguise of course, ran up to the box. "I'm Spopovitch!" A large man with an 'M' on his head said, grabbing C. Trunks by the head and tossing him and Goten away.
"Number six." The man walked off. "Jule." The announcer said. Some blond guy walked up. "Number sixteen. Next contestant is Goku." The man that SK was talking to earlier walked up. SK was talking to him. Is he the leader of the Z fighters? Cassie asked. I dunno. I only know who the Z fighters are. We don't know much about these people, ya know? Jake said.
By the way, what kind of alien is that green guy? Tobias asked. The Green Giant? Marco suggested. Forget I asked. He looks he's from Mars. Jake commented. Actually, before the dome ship crashed, we did a scan on Mars, in the scanners say that there used to life there, but it is now inhabitable. Ax said.
Thanks for the science lesson Ax, but I'd rather learn that in school. The teachers, strange as they are, do NOT talk about Z-space. Marco said. The other Animorphs laughed. "Number 12. Next is Videl."
Videl? Does anybody realize that if you mix up the name it spells 'devil'? Marco asked. Who knows? This is a strange place. . . Cassie said. Oh well. She's cute. Marco remarked as he watched a girl with short black hair walk up to the box. Jake mentally sighed.
"Number five. Next is Punter." This is boring. Marco complained. I see a booth with cinnamon buns. Can we get some? Ax asked. Tobias, Jake, Marco, and Cassie mentally sighed. Not. Now. Jake said. Ax, you are never going to change. Marco laughed. Can we just concentrate on the mission? Jake asked.
Have we ever done that before? Marco asked. Never mind. Jake sighed, shaking his falcon head from side to side. "Number two. Next contestant, Vegeta." A man with tall, spiky black hair walked up to the box.
That is the most stupidest haircut I've ever seen. Marco commented. The man named Vegeta reached into the box. Is it just me, or does Vegeta look somewhat like Trunks? Tobias asked. Yeah. . .kinda. Oh my gosh! Cassie exclaimed. What? Jake asked.
If he looks kinda like Trunks. . .maybe Vegeta is Rachel and Trunks's dad? Cassie suggested. Marco laughed. That guy? Rachel's dad? Maybe. . .
Vegeta pulled out a ball, smirked, and turned to Goku and showed him the number of his ball. The announcer leaned around to read the number. "Number twelve." the announcer read. The green guy and the guy named Krillin looked shaken. Vegeta's name was written next to Goku's.
"No way!" Krillin exclaimed. Goku grinned. "Vegeta huh?" What's up? Green guy and Krillin seem. . .almost afraid. Cassie commented. Who knows? Goku looks like an older version of Goten. Maybe Goku and Goten are brothers, or maybe Goku is Goten's father or something. Did you see how easily Trunks and Goten were winning? If it's Trunks's father against Goten's father, think of how strong they probably are. Marco answered. Good point. Cassie replied.
"Next up is Mighty Mask." the announcer called. Stupid name. Marco commented. "Number thirteen. Next is Ma Junior. Another stupid name. . . Marco muttered as the green guy walked up to the box.
"Number four." Ma Junior's name was written beside SK's. SK grinned. "Next is the champion, Mr. Satan (Hercule). According to his instructions, I will draw in his place. "Number ten." Mr. Satan's name was written beside Number Eighteen's. "Hey, they said that your opponent is Mr. Satan." Krillin said, turning to Eighteen. "Who is that?" Eighteen asked.
"This isn't your day, is it? For you to be against my dad right away. . ." Videl said, turning to Eighteen. "Finally is the last contestant, Yamu." Another man with an 'M' on his forehead walked up to the box. What's up with the 'M'? Tobias asked. Popular Tattoo? Cassie suggested.
"Number fifteen. This is how it's been decided. The first match will be Krillin vs. Punter. The second match will be Shin vs. Ma Junior. The third match will be Videl vs. Spopovitch. The fourth match will be Kibeto vs. Great Saiyaman. The fifth match will be Number Eighteen vs. Mr. Satan. The sixth match will be Goku vs. Vegeta. The seventh match will be Mighty Mask vs. Killa. The eighth match will be Yamu vs. Jule." The announcer announced.
"The matches will begin write away. I will lead you from here into the waiting room. Everyone knows the rules, I'm sure. Giving up, going down for ten counts, and landing outside the ring will be defeat. Killing is not allowed. Also, since we have so many matches, there is a thirty minute time limit on each match. If the match goes over thirty minutes, a judgment will be announced by the referee."
"So now there's a time limit." Krillin said. Punter pointed at Krillin and laughed. "For you, ten seconds will be plenty!" Krillin looked annoyed and closed his eyes. "I know. I know. . ." This should be interesting. Tobias said.
Author's note-So how's that? I'll have the next chapter up today or tomorrow, so come back soon! In the meantime, R&R! See you soon! Ja ne!