DRAGONBALL: NEXT GENERATION
Chapter Five
Win, Lose, or Draw?
Orion's black cape pressed against the blue cushion of the couch as the he sat quietly. He could feel the sweat build up inside the suit as he continued to "listen" to his mom.
She continued to lecture him about how he could get hurt, and about him breaking her no fighting rule, which would have been enough except the fact that, to her side, feeding her rampage, stood Pan.
Bra lashed out and slapped Orion for the tenth time across his costumed face.
"ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING?!" she screeched, her eyes alight with fury.
"Why should I? I'm not gonna stop fighting," Orion said sincerely.
"I've had about enough!" Pan said as she pushed Bra out of the way, her own ire rising up to the surface, "Is Destin still fighting too?!" she yelled.
Bra raised a brow as she remembered that Pan used to be a fighter in her younger days.
Orion stared down at the floor, refusing to say a word.
"Listen here you little degenerate! You tell me right now if my boy is in on this scam as well!"
"Answer her!" Bra screamed shrilly from behind Pan.
"THAT'S IT!" Pan yelled as she reared back her age softened fist.
"Whoa, Pan calm down" Came a voice as her she tried to swing her fist down at Saiyaman's face, but was stopped by a strong, firm hand.
She looked up at who stopped her. "Uncle Goten?"
"You don't need to beat the boy up," Goten said with a smile as he could tell Orion hadn't been hurt in the slightest bit from the attack by Bra's slapping hands.
Goten placed his hand on Orion's head, as he continued to stare down.
Orion's father closed his eyes for a moment before reopening them. "Orion…."
Orion looked up at his father, knowing his mind had just been read.
"Let's go" Goten said sternly.
"Oh hell nah…" Bra said, her brow lowering as she glared at her husband.
"No time to explain" Goten said as he ran to the window and opened it. The strangely cool summer wind blew in through the window as Goten motioned Orion to follow.
"I…umm…. Can't fly" Orion said as he stood and moved to his father's side.
"I know how that feels… Just put your energy beneath you and let it push you in the direction you want to go." Goten explained quickly.
"Sounds simple" Orion murmured, placing his foot on the window sill before he leapt out. He soared through the air, his cape flapping back as he cut through the air… until he came crashing down into the ground a few yards away from the window.
Goten sighed heavily and swooped down above his son and pulled him from the ground and into the air, speeding away into the horizon in the direction of the museum.
*****
Dash's cheek began to swell as he spit blood out of his numbed mouth. Blood trickled down from his torn suited body as his beating continued.
The man lifted Dash's chin with a smirk, "He was a pretty boy", the robber laughed, before he cuffed Dash's face again.
The blue eyed boy's jaw fell down against his chest, his fatigue making him weak as the obvious ring leader continued his relentless assault upon the defenseless super hero.
He grabbed Dash by the face and threw his head down into his up thrusting knee. Dash's head snapped back, blood shooting from his mouth, until he drooped back forward, his head hanging low, as blood dripped out of him onto the broken ground.
But despite all the pain that came to him, never once did he cry. Never once did he scream. Never once did he beg for mercy, for he was a true warrior, and this hadn't gone unnoticed.
"You're a real fighter kid… a real save the day super hero… Heh, I hate people like you" the man said as he began to step back away from him.
"There's a graveyard full of Heroes..." He stopped, and began drawing back his arm "and an army full of killers…" he grinned as he drew his arm back until his palm was facing forward and level with his chest and his creased fingers were shoulder height.
As he stared at the broken down speedy gonzollis, he began to chuckle. "Satan City's heroes!" he laughed hysterically at that. The other two men looked at each other wondering why that was so funny…
But the laughter from the man before him echoed into his head. He couldn't accept this as his fate, he just couldn't!
He stared forward through his good eye, the other swollen shut and leaking blood. If he hadn't been watching the man, he wouldn't have even known he was charging a blast, but realized he was as energy began to crackle around the warrior's tensed hand.
His gloved hand began to glow with a bright aura as his arm shook silently as he focused his power from his robotic core into his hand.
Suddenly his concentration was broken by a gust of a wind.
All four looked up, stunned as a black blur sped over them. Dash smiled as he realized what was happening, his hope renewed.
The blur slowed as it landed on the ground, coming into focus. Twin black boots clicked as they touched down on the stone.
The ring leader's hand was now engulfed in the pure white energy, but he failed to throw it because of the untimely entrance.
He raised a single brow as he stared over Dash at the black clad warrior. His cape trailing down his back and the pointy eared mask was all that the fighter needed to distinguish him as… Black Bat Saiyaman!
But before he could say a single word, Saiyaman was back in the air. He flipped long and slow until he came crashing down on the large leader's shoulder's.
The young man used him as a trampoline as he bounced forward, flipping up his right leg, he kicked one robbers back. Then he shot his left leg at the other, catching him in the chest before landing straight vertical on the floor behind Dash.
Dash slumped down to the floor as the only thing holding him up, the two silent android fighters who released their grip as they flew backwards onto the ground.
Orion smiled at his quick attack as he knelt down to help up his defeated friend. He pulled Dash's left arm over his shoulder and stood back up. The crushed Dash just drooped at Saiyaman's side, bleeding profusely.
"Dash…" he whispered, bringing him around before pressing a square on his belt, causing it light up for a second before opening with a nifty sound. He quickly reached inside, extracting one of the three small, hard green beans. He placed one in Dash's mouth and closed it with his other hand.
"Dash eat this, it's a senzu." He whispered to him before Destin nodded and slowly chewed on the hard bean.
He continued to unhurriedly chew and then swallow it. Orion now was giving all attention to his best friend and none to his opponents.
The strong leader pushed off the ground, quickly regaining his senses as he stood. His hand flinched slightly as it was still infused with his power. The bright white glow in the corner of Orion's eye attracted his attention that way.
But he was too late! The ball of energy broke through the air towards Saiyaman!
His eyes widened as he brought his arms into a 'X' on his chest, attempting to protect himself.
Meanwhile the still weakened Dash slumped for only a second until….!!! He was completely healed! His energy came rushing back and he jumped forward pushing Saiyaman. They fell out of the way as the blast of energy rushed by them.
The two heroes eyes were closed tight. As the line of smoke behind the blast thinned and faded away.
Orion's eyes flickered open and he looked to see the part of Dash's costume ripped away.
Orion sighed, "Boy, that was close"
The standing robber laughed as Dash halfway laid on Orion.
Hearing the laughter, Dash and Orion jumped to their feet away from each other, "Man I ain't gay!" Orion yelled.
"Isn't that cute," the man laughed until his face fell stern, "Now die," he said slightly low. He threw his arms back as energy began to charge in both of his hands this time!
Suddenly two large strong hands wrapped around both of his wrist, "What th—" he mumbled until a knee surged into his back, and he was flipped back.
He flew through the air for only a few feet before he rolled into a quiet landing on the hard stone floor.
His gaze met the 6'8" near 500lbs. Takaman. Falcor's eyes narrowed upon the man, "I got this punk" he said sternly.
Orion started to protest, but was interrupted by a tap on his shoulder. He turned expecting to see Dash, but instead found a fist. It crushed into his nose, and he stumbled back, regained his senses, and slipped into a fighting stance, as blood trickled down from his nose.
Orion's vision focused on his opponent and his surroundings as he took the defensive...
"Where did they go?!" Bra yelled out as if anyone knew to the now almost empty room. The children had been taking to another house so someone else could watch them. Bra needed a break to worry…
Pan sighed as she sat down on the couch, "Men" she said blatantly.
"Yes?" came a voice as if answering Pan's call.
Bra perked a brow as a large fairly old looking man entered the room.
"Grandpa, what are you doing here?" Pan said as she stood and walked across the room to hug him.
She hugged his neck tight before pulling back and asking, "Are you wearing cologne?"
Hercule smiled, "I went out with another old fighter, Roshi!"
"Oh picking up chicks again," Pan laughed as she made her way back to her seat.
Bra plopped down on the other end of the couch also sighing.
"What's wrong girls?" Roshi asked as he entered the room with a randy smile.
"We think somethings happened to Orion and Destin"
"That's my department! I'm the best fighter in the world!" Hercule said as he quickly struck a pose, and flexed his flabby muscle.
"Please," came the word from Roshi as he glared over at Mr. Satan with obvious disgust. Standing now beside the taller man.
"Oh, you think my Grandpa's weak?" Pan said with a look of surprise.
"I think his department's is more like donuts than fighting." Bra said as she stepped up beside master roshi.
"Fight it out already!" bellowed a familiar voice as the door swung open. A powerfully built man wearing a leather jacket, black shirt, and black jeans entered the room with a pleasurable smirk masking his face. "You two have been going at it for weeks, and in Saiyan ways that means a fight!" The man said still smirking.
His high forehead and tall hair distinguished him easily as Vegeta. His hair was short, but now it had become long again from his many transformation into SSJ 4
Surprising he was still in good shape despite him being the age 73. Only his salt and pepper hair and a few wrinkles in the face showed him to be old.
"We don't have time to fight! The girls here think the kids are in trouble." Hercule said with an evil smile.
"Where's Goten?" Vegeta asked.
"He's with Orion"
"They'll be fine…. Now back to this match" Vegeta smirked evilly.
******
They boys fought back hard against the Androids, and with the numbers now even it looks like their gonna win…
But do the Androids have something up their sleeves? Could the three Super heroes in fact win, in their first big fight? Will the two old fighters fight? Am I wearing underwear? Is the sky black or dark blue at night? If it trees falls and nothings around to hear it, would it make a noise? Does Master Roshi in fact turn Bra on?
Find out answers to this and more next time on…. DRAGONBALL NG!!!
Chapter Five
Win, Lose, or Draw?
Orion's black cape pressed against the blue cushion of the couch as the he sat quietly. He could feel the sweat build up inside the suit as he continued to "listen" to his mom.
She continued to lecture him about how he could get hurt, and about him breaking her no fighting rule, which would have been enough except the fact that, to her side, feeding her rampage, stood Pan.
Bra lashed out and slapped Orion for the tenth time across his costumed face.
"ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING?!" she screeched, her eyes alight with fury.
"Why should I? I'm not gonna stop fighting," Orion said sincerely.
"I've had about enough!" Pan said as she pushed Bra out of the way, her own ire rising up to the surface, "Is Destin still fighting too?!" she yelled.
Bra raised a brow as she remembered that Pan used to be a fighter in her younger days.
Orion stared down at the floor, refusing to say a word.
"Listen here you little degenerate! You tell me right now if my boy is in on this scam as well!"
"Answer her!" Bra screamed shrilly from behind Pan.
"THAT'S IT!" Pan yelled as she reared back her age softened fist.
"Whoa, Pan calm down" Came a voice as her she tried to swing her fist down at Saiyaman's face, but was stopped by a strong, firm hand.
She looked up at who stopped her. "Uncle Goten?"
"You don't need to beat the boy up," Goten said with a smile as he could tell Orion hadn't been hurt in the slightest bit from the attack by Bra's slapping hands.
Goten placed his hand on Orion's head, as he continued to stare down.
Orion's father closed his eyes for a moment before reopening them. "Orion…."
Orion looked up at his father, knowing his mind had just been read.
"Let's go" Goten said sternly.
"Oh hell nah…" Bra said, her brow lowering as she glared at her husband.
"No time to explain" Goten said as he ran to the window and opened it. The strangely cool summer wind blew in through the window as Goten motioned Orion to follow.
"I…umm…. Can't fly" Orion said as he stood and moved to his father's side.
"I know how that feels… Just put your energy beneath you and let it push you in the direction you want to go." Goten explained quickly.
"Sounds simple" Orion murmured, placing his foot on the window sill before he leapt out. He soared through the air, his cape flapping back as he cut through the air… until he came crashing down into the ground a few yards away from the window.
Goten sighed heavily and swooped down above his son and pulled him from the ground and into the air, speeding away into the horizon in the direction of the museum.
*****
Dash's cheek began to swell as he spit blood out of his numbed mouth. Blood trickled down from his torn suited body as his beating continued.
The man lifted Dash's chin with a smirk, "He was a pretty boy", the robber laughed, before he cuffed Dash's face again.
The blue eyed boy's jaw fell down against his chest, his fatigue making him weak as the obvious ring leader continued his relentless assault upon the defenseless super hero.
He grabbed Dash by the face and threw his head down into his up thrusting knee. Dash's head snapped back, blood shooting from his mouth, until he drooped back forward, his head hanging low, as blood dripped out of him onto the broken ground.
But despite all the pain that came to him, never once did he cry. Never once did he scream. Never once did he beg for mercy, for he was a true warrior, and this hadn't gone unnoticed.
"You're a real fighter kid… a real save the day super hero… Heh, I hate people like you" the man said as he began to step back away from him.
"There's a graveyard full of Heroes..." He stopped, and began drawing back his arm "and an army full of killers…" he grinned as he drew his arm back until his palm was facing forward and level with his chest and his creased fingers were shoulder height.
As he stared at the broken down speedy gonzollis, he began to chuckle. "Satan City's heroes!" he laughed hysterically at that. The other two men looked at each other wondering why that was so funny…
But the laughter from the man before him echoed into his head. He couldn't accept this as his fate, he just couldn't!
He stared forward through his good eye, the other swollen shut and leaking blood. If he hadn't been watching the man, he wouldn't have even known he was charging a blast, but realized he was as energy began to crackle around the warrior's tensed hand.
His gloved hand began to glow with a bright aura as his arm shook silently as he focused his power from his robotic core into his hand.
Suddenly his concentration was broken by a gust of a wind.
All four looked up, stunned as a black blur sped over them. Dash smiled as he realized what was happening, his hope renewed.
The blur slowed as it landed on the ground, coming into focus. Twin black boots clicked as they touched down on the stone.
The ring leader's hand was now engulfed in the pure white energy, but he failed to throw it because of the untimely entrance.
He raised a single brow as he stared over Dash at the black clad warrior. His cape trailing down his back and the pointy eared mask was all that the fighter needed to distinguish him as… Black Bat Saiyaman!
But before he could say a single word, Saiyaman was back in the air. He flipped long and slow until he came crashing down on the large leader's shoulder's.
The young man used him as a trampoline as he bounced forward, flipping up his right leg, he kicked one robbers back. Then he shot his left leg at the other, catching him in the chest before landing straight vertical on the floor behind Dash.
Dash slumped down to the floor as the only thing holding him up, the two silent android fighters who released their grip as they flew backwards onto the ground.
Orion smiled at his quick attack as he knelt down to help up his defeated friend. He pulled Dash's left arm over his shoulder and stood back up. The crushed Dash just drooped at Saiyaman's side, bleeding profusely.
"Dash…" he whispered, bringing him around before pressing a square on his belt, causing it light up for a second before opening with a nifty sound. He quickly reached inside, extracting one of the three small, hard green beans. He placed one in Dash's mouth and closed it with his other hand.
"Dash eat this, it's a senzu." He whispered to him before Destin nodded and slowly chewed on the hard bean.
He continued to unhurriedly chew and then swallow it. Orion now was giving all attention to his best friend and none to his opponents.
The strong leader pushed off the ground, quickly regaining his senses as he stood. His hand flinched slightly as it was still infused with his power. The bright white glow in the corner of Orion's eye attracted his attention that way.
But he was too late! The ball of energy broke through the air towards Saiyaman!
His eyes widened as he brought his arms into a 'X' on his chest, attempting to protect himself.
Meanwhile the still weakened Dash slumped for only a second until….!!! He was completely healed! His energy came rushing back and he jumped forward pushing Saiyaman. They fell out of the way as the blast of energy rushed by them.
The two heroes eyes were closed tight. As the line of smoke behind the blast thinned and faded away.
Orion's eyes flickered open and he looked to see the part of Dash's costume ripped away.
Orion sighed, "Boy, that was close"
The standing robber laughed as Dash halfway laid on Orion.
Hearing the laughter, Dash and Orion jumped to their feet away from each other, "Man I ain't gay!" Orion yelled.
"Isn't that cute," the man laughed until his face fell stern, "Now die," he said slightly low. He threw his arms back as energy began to charge in both of his hands this time!
Suddenly two large strong hands wrapped around both of his wrist, "What th—" he mumbled until a knee surged into his back, and he was flipped back.
He flew through the air for only a few feet before he rolled into a quiet landing on the hard stone floor.
His gaze met the 6'8" near 500lbs. Takaman. Falcor's eyes narrowed upon the man, "I got this punk" he said sternly.
Orion started to protest, but was interrupted by a tap on his shoulder. He turned expecting to see Dash, but instead found a fist. It crushed into his nose, and he stumbled back, regained his senses, and slipped into a fighting stance, as blood trickled down from his nose.
Orion's vision focused on his opponent and his surroundings as he took the defensive...
"Where did they go?!" Bra yelled out as if anyone knew to the now almost empty room. The children had been taking to another house so someone else could watch them. Bra needed a break to worry…
Pan sighed as she sat down on the couch, "Men" she said blatantly.
"Yes?" came a voice as if answering Pan's call.
Bra perked a brow as a large fairly old looking man entered the room.
"Grandpa, what are you doing here?" Pan said as she stood and walked across the room to hug him.
She hugged his neck tight before pulling back and asking, "Are you wearing cologne?"
Hercule smiled, "I went out with another old fighter, Roshi!"
"Oh picking up chicks again," Pan laughed as she made her way back to her seat.
Bra plopped down on the other end of the couch also sighing.
"What's wrong girls?" Roshi asked as he entered the room with a randy smile.
"We think somethings happened to Orion and Destin"
"That's my department! I'm the best fighter in the world!" Hercule said as he quickly struck a pose, and flexed his flabby muscle.
"Please," came the word from Roshi as he glared over at Mr. Satan with obvious disgust. Standing now beside the taller man.
"Oh, you think my Grandpa's weak?" Pan said with a look of surprise.
"I think his department's is more like donuts than fighting." Bra said as she stepped up beside master roshi.
"Fight it out already!" bellowed a familiar voice as the door swung open. A powerfully built man wearing a leather jacket, black shirt, and black jeans entered the room with a pleasurable smirk masking his face. "You two have been going at it for weeks, and in Saiyan ways that means a fight!" The man said still smirking.
His high forehead and tall hair distinguished him easily as Vegeta. His hair was short, but now it had become long again from his many transformation into SSJ 4
Surprising he was still in good shape despite him being the age 73. Only his salt and pepper hair and a few wrinkles in the face showed him to be old.
"We don't have time to fight! The girls here think the kids are in trouble." Hercule said with an evil smile.
"Where's Goten?" Vegeta asked.
"He's with Orion"
"They'll be fine…. Now back to this match" Vegeta smirked evilly.
******
They boys fought back hard against the Androids, and with the numbers now even it looks like their gonna win…
But do the Androids have something up their sleeves? Could the three Super heroes in fact win, in their first big fight? Will the two old fighters fight? Am I wearing underwear? Is the sky black or dark blue at night? If it trees falls and nothings around to hear it, would it make a noise? Does Master Roshi in fact turn Bra on?
Find out answers to this and more next time on…. DRAGONBALL NG!!!
