Author's Note
This story takes place not long after the Dragonball series. It would be a waste of my time to explain, and yours to listen about the events that lead to this. All I'm telling you is this is a side story. It is in no way affiliated with the real DB, DBZ, or DBGT series. Any characters I may use in my story are most likely not mine. (With the except of Hawkeye. hehe) So don't shoot me if I spell Goku's name wrong or place San/Son in from of it. It's just a story so get over it. With all that out of the way I'd just like to say. Enjoy the fic!
Chapter 3
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He climbed up the ladder to his tree house, chewing on a few bitter berries he had managed to find on almost dead bushes. Suddenly a blur of feather pelted past him, ricocheting off of the walls until it came to a dead stop in the middle of the room. "Whoa! Tobias, what do you think you are doing?!" he shouted at the bird. It perched on his dresser holding it's leg out, which was when he noticed the note attached to it's leg. He untied it from Tobias's leg and unrolled it. Tobias choose to roast on his shoulder then and clicked it's beak expectingly. "Sorry Tobs," he said. "I don't have anything for you right now." The hawk ruffled up it's feather and gave him a look of dislike. His eyes scanned the paper. It appeared to be an ad for something.
To Whom It May Concern:
The World Martial Arts tournament will be being held in Kyoto on September 15th. All those who may wish to take part, please have yourself registered by September 5th. The entrance fee will be 500z (Zeni). Please understand that this will give us time to process your registration and place you against your opponents accordingly, and the entrance fee will go to help create the prize for the champion. Please note that only humans will be allowed to take part in this tournament.
There was more but he was still choking on the last sentence. 'Please note that only humans will be allowed to take part in this tournament.' The injustice! He threw his arms up into the air so fast it caught Tobias off guard and he landed on the dresser, ruffling his feathers once more and making quite a racket. But the young half-human failed to notice. How was he suppose to win a tournament he couldn't enter because he was anthromorphic?! It was just not right! He thoughts of unfairness were broken when he noticed Tobias tugging on something with his beak that was proding from his dresser. He strode towards the dresser, intent on telling the deranged bird off, when he noticed what Tobias had in his beak. Hmm. he thought. Maybe there was a way he could enter the tournament after all.
Thermal Rider (Aka Hawkeye): Hey guys, tis meh, Hawkeye! Hope you're liking this, and aren't bored too much yet, the world tournament begins soon and I'd hate for you to miss out! Btw, if you don't feel like reviewing, just send me an e-mail with your questions, comments, suggestions, and yes, even flames. MAKE YOURSELF KNOWN! I'm really hoping to hear from all of ya, and maybe I'll put a character of yours or something in my story if ya wants. Just gimme a ring, er. e-mail at HawkeyeZ9@hotmail.com. Peace Out! Bai!
This story takes place not long after the Dragonball series. It would be a waste of my time to explain, and yours to listen about the events that lead to this. All I'm telling you is this is a side story. It is in no way affiliated with the real DB, DBZ, or DBGT series. Any characters I may use in my story are most likely not mine. (With the except of Hawkeye. hehe) So don't shoot me if I spell Goku's name wrong or place San/Son in from of it. It's just a story so get over it. With all that out of the way I'd just like to say. Enjoy the fic!
Chapter 3
[pic]
He climbed up the ladder to his tree house, chewing on a few bitter berries he had managed to find on almost dead bushes. Suddenly a blur of feather pelted past him, ricocheting off of the walls until it came to a dead stop in the middle of the room. "Whoa! Tobias, what do you think you are doing?!" he shouted at the bird. It perched on his dresser holding it's leg out, which was when he noticed the note attached to it's leg. He untied it from Tobias's leg and unrolled it. Tobias choose to roast on his shoulder then and clicked it's beak expectingly. "Sorry Tobs," he said. "I don't have anything for you right now." The hawk ruffled up it's feather and gave him a look of dislike. His eyes scanned the paper. It appeared to be an ad for something.
To Whom It May Concern:
The World Martial Arts tournament will be being held in Kyoto on September 15th. All those who may wish to take part, please have yourself registered by September 5th. The entrance fee will be 500z (Zeni). Please understand that this will give us time to process your registration and place you against your opponents accordingly, and the entrance fee will go to help create the prize for the champion. Please note that only humans will be allowed to take part in this tournament.
There was more but he was still choking on the last sentence. 'Please note that only humans will be allowed to take part in this tournament.' The injustice! He threw his arms up into the air so fast it caught Tobias off guard and he landed on the dresser, ruffling his feathers once more and making quite a racket. But the young half-human failed to notice. How was he suppose to win a tournament he couldn't enter because he was anthromorphic?! It was just not right! He thoughts of unfairness were broken when he noticed Tobias tugging on something with his beak that was proding from his dresser. He strode towards the dresser, intent on telling the deranged bird off, when he noticed what Tobias had in his beak. Hmm. he thought. Maybe there was a way he could enter the tournament after all.
Thermal Rider (Aka Hawkeye): Hey guys, tis meh, Hawkeye! Hope you're liking this, and aren't bored too much yet, the world tournament begins soon and I'd hate for you to miss out! Btw, if you don't feel like reviewing, just send me an e-mail with your questions, comments, suggestions, and yes, even flames. MAKE YOURSELF KNOWN! I'm really hoping to hear from all of ya, and maybe I'll put a character of yours or something in my story if ya wants. Just gimme a ring, er. e-mail at HawkeyeZ9@hotmail.com. Peace Out! Bai!