Today I fought the same fight I've fought
for the past ten years, only this time it was
a friend, not an enemy, who beat me up.
-Diary of Ueda Dazcha
"Well, I expect a good fight, Gohan."
"What are you talking about? I'm not Gohan. I'm the Great Saiyaman." Gohan replied, followed by nervous laughter.
"Fine. Have it your way." Dazcha muttered, heading out to the ring.
The atmosphere of the tournament was different to anything Dazcha had ever experienced. Sure, he'd done sparing, mock-fighting, fights to near-death and ki-blast struggles, but fighting in tournaments was not something Dazcha had ever done. His nervousness must have been showing, because the announcer ran up to him.
"Hey, you okay?" he asked the mysterious fighter. Dazcha nodded a reply. "Good, coz we wouldn't want you passing out in front of all these people. Try to relax and have some fun in there, and you'll do fine."
Dazcha decided to take the announcer's advice and loosen up a little. He entered the ring, where Gohan was waiting for him, and crouched into a fighting stance. In the warm-up area, Krillin drew the attention of the other fighters, "Hey, check this kid out. His stance is so similar to Gohan's." The others all looked up and began to take interest in the fight. After all, if this guy had the same stance as Gohan, then that meant that they had similar fighting styles. There was a tense moment, both in the warm-up area and in the ring before the announcer yelled out a single word.
"HAJIME!"
As soon as the word was heard, Dazcha lunged forward and started throwing high-speed punches at Gohan. Gohan, being the expert fighter that he is, avoided these, although not too easily. A knee to the stomach broke the attacks and gave Gohan the advantage. Soon both fighters were throwing punches, kicks, and other hand-to-hand techniques at each other before the separated and launched themselves into the sky.
In the warm-up area, more and more attention from the Z Senshi was being paid to the fight. "His fighting style compliments Gohan's perfectly," Krillin muttered, "Where the hell did he learn to fight like that?"
In the air, Gohan had a clear advantage, as he used his speed to its full extent. Dazcha, knowing he couldn't last long in a battle in the air, dropped back down to the ground, to be followed shortly by Gohan. As soon as Gohan landed, he was met by a kick to the head, with enough force to knock that stupid sunglasses/bandanna combo right off him.
"See, I knew you were Gohan," Dazcha said, arrogance in his voice, "You know, the only way to beat me would be to go Super Saiya-jin."
There was something about the arrogance in Dazcha's voice that really got to Gohan. He couldn't really explain it, but there was something about the way Dazcha spoke to him, the cocky way he acted, and a constant nagging feeling that he knew Dazcha that finally took over.
"You want to see a Super Saiya-jin?" Gohan spat, "Fine, but don't blame me when you get your ass kicked."
Dazcha felt Gohan's ki starting to rise. He felt it go up beyond the level that any human could hope to match, but Dazcha didn't care about that, because he wasn't human. He waited until Gohan was just on the verge of transforming, when he started his own power-up routine. He thought about everything that he'd lost in his battles with Cell - his family, his friends, someone very close to him, and soon enough, there were two Super Saiya-jins standing before each other, ready to do battle. By this stage, they were both moving too fast to be seen by anyone, including the other Z Senshi. A hard kick to the stomach by Gohan gave him an opening. Making some distance between himself and Dazcha, he placed his hands by his side.
"KAMEHAMEHA!"
Dazcha saw the beam coming towards him, but did not move. Instead, he braced himself as if he was going to try to block the beam, "Saigou-na Shi Booru." A sphere of ki surrounded Dazcha and absorbed Gohan's attack. Dazcha felt Gohan's ki surge through his body for a few seconds, before condensing the sphere into a ki beam and fired it back at Gohan. Gohan narrowly missed having his head taken off by the attack.
"Well, I won't make that mistake again," Gohan muttered to himself, "That was huge.. He must have absorbed the attack and fired it back at me."
The battle continued for a few more minutes, each Saiya-jin fighter going all out, as fast and as hard as possible, in an effort to get some advantage, just a small opening, that would allow him to get the victory. Without realising it, both Saiya-jiins had risen to Level Two and nobody had any hope of following what they were doing now. Without warning, they separated, breathing heavily, trying to catch their breath to continue the fight.
"What's wrong, Gohan? Too fast for you?"
"Oh, I'm just getting started," Gohan sneered. He hated to admit it, but Dazcha was good - maybe even too good for him to beat, "I can't beat him in hand-to-hand combat, and any ki blast would just be absorbed. hey, maybe that's it."
Dazcha was just about ready to attack again when he felt it. A small increase in Gohan's ki, slowly growing as he formed another Kamehameha attack, "Here we go again." he muttered to himself as he got in position, "Saigou-na Shi Booru."
"KAMEHAMEHA!"
As soon as the blast hit the ki shield around Dazcha, he knew something was different. The attack was much bigger, and Dazcha was absorbing its ki too fast. Within seconds he realised that Gohan knew the weakness in his attack. What now? he thought, If I drop the shield, his attack will end this, but if I don't drop it, I'll be destroyed from the inside out. Dazcha could already feel his muscles burning, a sure sign that he'd have to drop the attack soon.
Both attacks ended at the same time. Gohan had simply run out of steam, and couldn't hold up his attack any longer. Dazcha still had his attack compressed into a small ball of ki in his hand, waiting to release it. He raised his hand and almost fired at Gohan, which would end the match and make him win, then he realised the importance of this tournament. Gohan had to win it. He fired his blast into the sky, feeling the relief as all Gohan's ki drained from his body.
"You win," Dazcha said as he landed outside the ring, "You deserve it."
The crowd, realising what went on, started booing Dazcha as he headed out of the stadium. He would wait until Gohan won the tournament, like he was supposed to, and would then explain everything.
* * *
It was a few hours before the tournament had ended and Gohan received his prize check. He was heading back to the Fighters Only area to collect his stuff when he became aware of a familiar ki waiting for him.
"Dazcha," Gohan said. His greeting was semi-friendly, but he still didn't trust the mysterious Saiya-jin, "You really shouldn't have let me win like that - I didn't deserve it."
"Didn't you?" Dazcha replied, "You were the first person to ever see a weakness in the Saigou-na Shi Booru. Not a very effective one, but a weakness nonetheless," Dazcha's mood quickly changed as he remembered his mission, "There's something I need to warn you about. Is there someplace we can go?"
"A warning?"
"Actually, perhaps I should warn you all," Dazcha suggested, "Could you introduce me to the other fighters?"
"I guess so."
* * *
"My name is Ueda Dazcha," Dazcha began once he had met with the other Z Senshi, "I'm a Saiya-jin from the future. I've come to warn you about."
"If it's about the Jinzonigen, then you're a little late," Vegeta interrupted.
"Well, actually, no," Dazcha glared at Vegeta, "I'm here to warn about another threat. One that I've been fighting for ten years. In eight years' time, on this exact day, Cell will regenerate and attack. He will kill all of you except for four - Gohan, Goten, Videl and Trunks. That's where I come in. Gohan used the Dragonballs to wish for another Saiya-jin warrior - one that would defeat Cell. I became that warrior, and I have been fighting Cell ever since."
Dazcha paused. The next events happened a long time ago, but they were so fresh in his mind. He doubted he'd ever forget them, no matter how long he lived.
"Gohan died not long after when he tried to protect me from being killed. Goten and Trunks were killed a few years after that. Videl hasn't been herself since the death of Gohan. That leaves just me left to save the world. I travelled back in time to kill Cell before he gets strong enough to be a threat, but I think I may have come a little too early. I could need some help."
"Let me get this straight," Vegeta said in the tone he usually reserved for talking to Goku in, you just waltz in here, pretending to be a Saiya-jin and expect us to help you kill your enemy? Forget about it."
Dazcha stared coldly at Vegeta, "You are the first to go at the hands of Cell. Exactly two months from now, you will feel his ki, but you keep quiet about it. You want him to get stronger so you can prove that you are more powerful than any member of the Son family. When you finally realise that he is far more powerful that you thought, it's too late."
"I'd rather die at the hands of an enemy than kill him while he's defenceless. There's no honour in that."
Dazcha knew a hopeless argument when he saw one. He decided to try a different approach, "Well, I actually wanted Son Gohan's help, since he's much stronger than the rest of you."
The silence around the Z Senshi was deafening. Nobody is stupid enough to say that a Son is stronger than Vegeta. Dazcha felt Vegeta's ki rising.
"Don't even bother, Veggie, I could kick your ass so hard people will be wondering if Goku was wished back."
Dazcha felt Vegeta's ki surge again. This is fun, he thought to himself.
"Well, I'll be more than happy to help out," Gohan said, changing the subject before either Vegeta or Dazcha did something they'd regret, "How long until we attack?"
"I can only stay in this time period for 30 days," Dazcha explained, "I don't intend to go for Cell until about the 28th or 29th day - that should give me enough time to train."
"You're going to need someplace to stay until then," Bulma said, "You can stay with us until then."
"No," Vegeta said coldly. Bulma ignored him.
"I really shouldn't." Dazcha began.
"Nonsense," Bulma replied, "You said you need training, and the gravity chamber will speed that up."
"No," Vegeta repeated himself, "He's not staying."
"Unlike you, Vegeta, he didn't barge in and demand to live at Capsule Corp.," Bulma answered back, "Also, unlike you, he is invited and welcome there."
Vegeta glared at Dazcha and flew off to Kami-knows-where.
* * *
"And this is your room. It isn't much, but if you need anything, let me know," Bulma entered the small room with Dazcha in tow.
"That's okay, I think I have everything I need," Dazcha replied gratefully as he reached into the multiple pockets in his clothing, pulling out boxes of capsules. He made a face, "You wouldn't let me go on a trip like this unless I took everything I could possibly need," he gestured at the boxes, each one containing six capsules, "Clothing, food, camping gear, Dragon Radar, transportation."
"Okay, I get the point. Anyway, you should probably get some rest. You look like you need it. See you tomorrow," Bulma left Dazcha in the room.
I hope I can do this, Pan.
for the past ten years, only this time it was
a friend, not an enemy, who beat me up.
-Diary of Ueda Dazcha
"Well, I expect a good fight, Gohan."
"What are you talking about? I'm not Gohan. I'm the Great Saiyaman." Gohan replied, followed by nervous laughter.
"Fine. Have it your way." Dazcha muttered, heading out to the ring.
The atmosphere of the tournament was different to anything Dazcha had ever experienced. Sure, he'd done sparing, mock-fighting, fights to near-death and ki-blast struggles, but fighting in tournaments was not something Dazcha had ever done. His nervousness must have been showing, because the announcer ran up to him.
"Hey, you okay?" he asked the mysterious fighter. Dazcha nodded a reply. "Good, coz we wouldn't want you passing out in front of all these people. Try to relax and have some fun in there, and you'll do fine."
Dazcha decided to take the announcer's advice and loosen up a little. He entered the ring, where Gohan was waiting for him, and crouched into a fighting stance. In the warm-up area, Krillin drew the attention of the other fighters, "Hey, check this kid out. His stance is so similar to Gohan's." The others all looked up and began to take interest in the fight. After all, if this guy had the same stance as Gohan, then that meant that they had similar fighting styles. There was a tense moment, both in the warm-up area and in the ring before the announcer yelled out a single word.
"HAJIME!"
As soon as the word was heard, Dazcha lunged forward and started throwing high-speed punches at Gohan. Gohan, being the expert fighter that he is, avoided these, although not too easily. A knee to the stomach broke the attacks and gave Gohan the advantage. Soon both fighters were throwing punches, kicks, and other hand-to-hand techniques at each other before the separated and launched themselves into the sky.
In the warm-up area, more and more attention from the Z Senshi was being paid to the fight. "His fighting style compliments Gohan's perfectly," Krillin muttered, "Where the hell did he learn to fight like that?"
In the air, Gohan had a clear advantage, as he used his speed to its full extent. Dazcha, knowing he couldn't last long in a battle in the air, dropped back down to the ground, to be followed shortly by Gohan. As soon as Gohan landed, he was met by a kick to the head, with enough force to knock that stupid sunglasses/bandanna combo right off him.
"See, I knew you were Gohan," Dazcha said, arrogance in his voice, "You know, the only way to beat me would be to go Super Saiya-jin."
There was something about the arrogance in Dazcha's voice that really got to Gohan. He couldn't really explain it, but there was something about the way Dazcha spoke to him, the cocky way he acted, and a constant nagging feeling that he knew Dazcha that finally took over.
"You want to see a Super Saiya-jin?" Gohan spat, "Fine, but don't blame me when you get your ass kicked."
Dazcha felt Gohan's ki starting to rise. He felt it go up beyond the level that any human could hope to match, but Dazcha didn't care about that, because he wasn't human. He waited until Gohan was just on the verge of transforming, when he started his own power-up routine. He thought about everything that he'd lost in his battles with Cell - his family, his friends, someone very close to him, and soon enough, there were two Super Saiya-jins standing before each other, ready to do battle. By this stage, they were both moving too fast to be seen by anyone, including the other Z Senshi. A hard kick to the stomach by Gohan gave him an opening. Making some distance between himself and Dazcha, he placed his hands by his side.
"KAMEHAMEHA!"
Dazcha saw the beam coming towards him, but did not move. Instead, he braced himself as if he was going to try to block the beam, "Saigou-na Shi Booru." A sphere of ki surrounded Dazcha and absorbed Gohan's attack. Dazcha felt Gohan's ki surge through his body for a few seconds, before condensing the sphere into a ki beam and fired it back at Gohan. Gohan narrowly missed having his head taken off by the attack.
"Well, I won't make that mistake again," Gohan muttered to himself, "That was huge.. He must have absorbed the attack and fired it back at me."
The battle continued for a few more minutes, each Saiya-jin fighter going all out, as fast and as hard as possible, in an effort to get some advantage, just a small opening, that would allow him to get the victory. Without realising it, both Saiya-jiins had risen to Level Two and nobody had any hope of following what they were doing now. Without warning, they separated, breathing heavily, trying to catch their breath to continue the fight.
"What's wrong, Gohan? Too fast for you?"
"Oh, I'm just getting started," Gohan sneered. He hated to admit it, but Dazcha was good - maybe even too good for him to beat, "I can't beat him in hand-to-hand combat, and any ki blast would just be absorbed. hey, maybe that's it."
Dazcha was just about ready to attack again when he felt it. A small increase in Gohan's ki, slowly growing as he formed another Kamehameha attack, "Here we go again." he muttered to himself as he got in position, "Saigou-na Shi Booru."
"KAMEHAMEHA!"
As soon as the blast hit the ki shield around Dazcha, he knew something was different. The attack was much bigger, and Dazcha was absorbing its ki too fast. Within seconds he realised that Gohan knew the weakness in his attack. What now? he thought, If I drop the shield, his attack will end this, but if I don't drop it, I'll be destroyed from the inside out. Dazcha could already feel his muscles burning, a sure sign that he'd have to drop the attack soon.
Both attacks ended at the same time. Gohan had simply run out of steam, and couldn't hold up his attack any longer. Dazcha still had his attack compressed into a small ball of ki in his hand, waiting to release it. He raised his hand and almost fired at Gohan, which would end the match and make him win, then he realised the importance of this tournament. Gohan had to win it. He fired his blast into the sky, feeling the relief as all Gohan's ki drained from his body.
"You win," Dazcha said as he landed outside the ring, "You deserve it."
The crowd, realising what went on, started booing Dazcha as he headed out of the stadium. He would wait until Gohan won the tournament, like he was supposed to, and would then explain everything.
* * *
It was a few hours before the tournament had ended and Gohan received his prize check. He was heading back to the Fighters Only area to collect his stuff when he became aware of a familiar ki waiting for him.
"Dazcha," Gohan said. His greeting was semi-friendly, but he still didn't trust the mysterious Saiya-jin, "You really shouldn't have let me win like that - I didn't deserve it."
"Didn't you?" Dazcha replied, "You were the first person to ever see a weakness in the Saigou-na Shi Booru. Not a very effective one, but a weakness nonetheless," Dazcha's mood quickly changed as he remembered his mission, "There's something I need to warn you about. Is there someplace we can go?"
"A warning?"
"Actually, perhaps I should warn you all," Dazcha suggested, "Could you introduce me to the other fighters?"
"I guess so."
* * *
"My name is Ueda Dazcha," Dazcha began once he had met with the other Z Senshi, "I'm a Saiya-jin from the future. I've come to warn you about."
"If it's about the Jinzonigen, then you're a little late," Vegeta interrupted.
"Well, actually, no," Dazcha glared at Vegeta, "I'm here to warn about another threat. One that I've been fighting for ten years. In eight years' time, on this exact day, Cell will regenerate and attack. He will kill all of you except for four - Gohan, Goten, Videl and Trunks. That's where I come in. Gohan used the Dragonballs to wish for another Saiya-jin warrior - one that would defeat Cell. I became that warrior, and I have been fighting Cell ever since."
Dazcha paused. The next events happened a long time ago, but they were so fresh in his mind. He doubted he'd ever forget them, no matter how long he lived.
"Gohan died not long after when he tried to protect me from being killed. Goten and Trunks were killed a few years after that. Videl hasn't been herself since the death of Gohan. That leaves just me left to save the world. I travelled back in time to kill Cell before he gets strong enough to be a threat, but I think I may have come a little too early. I could need some help."
"Let me get this straight," Vegeta said in the tone he usually reserved for talking to Goku in, you just waltz in here, pretending to be a Saiya-jin and expect us to help you kill your enemy? Forget about it."
Dazcha stared coldly at Vegeta, "You are the first to go at the hands of Cell. Exactly two months from now, you will feel his ki, but you keep quiet about it. You want him to get stronger so you can prove that you are more powerful than any member of the Son family. When you finally realise that he is far more powerful that you thought, it's too late."
"I'd rather die at the hands of an enemy than kill him while he's defenceless. There's no honour in that."
Dazcha knew a hopeless argument when he saw one. He decided to try a different approach, "Well, I actually wanted Son Gohan's help, since he's much stronger than the rest of you."
The silence around the Z Senshi was deafening. Nobody is stupid enough to say that a Son is stronger than Vegeta. Dazcha felt Vegeta's ki rising.
"Don't even bother, Veggie, I could kick your ass so hard people will be wondering if Goku was wished back."
Dazcha felt Vegeta's ki surge again. This is fun, he thought to himself.
"Well, I'll be more than happy to help out," Gohan said, changing the subject before either Vegeta or Dazcha did something they'd regret, "How long until we attack?"
"I can only stay in this time period for 30 days," Dazcha explained, "I don't intend to go for Cell until about the 28th or 29th day - that should give me enough time to train."
"You're going to need someplace to stay until then," Bulma said, "You can stay with us until then."
"No," Vegeta said coldly. Bulma ignored him.
"I really shouldn't." Dazcha began.
"Nonsense," Bulma replied, "You said you need training, and the gravity chamber will speed that up."
"No," Vegeta repeated himself, "He's not staying."
"Unlike you, Vegeta, he didn't barge in and demand to live at Capsule Corp.," Bulma answered back, "Also, unlike you, he is invited and welcome there."
Vegeta glared at Dazcha and flew off to Kami-knows-where.
* * *
"And this is your room. It isn't much, but if you need anything, let me know," Bulma entered the small room with Dazcha in tow.
"That's okay, I think I have everything I need," Dazcha replied gratefully as he reached into the multiple pockets in his clothing, pulling out boxes of capsules. He made a face, "You wouldn't let me go on a trip like this unless I took everything I could possibly need," he gestured at the boxes, each one containing six capsules, "Clothing, food, camping gear, Dragon Radar, transportation."
"Okay, I get the point. Anyway, you should probably get some rest. You look like you need it. See you tomorrow," Bulma left Dazcha in the room.
I hope I can do this, Pan.