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Chapter 6
Yamcha wasn't in Hell anymore. He was back on earth. He walked on a street and saw people laughing and talking. 'What has happened here? Is the tournament over? I.. don't remember much.' He thought. He then noticed an entrance to a fighting arena. "Hey! A tournament!" he said out loud. "Since Goku and the others aren't here, I might as well join!" He walked up to the registration office and smiled at the woman behind the desk. She frowned. "What do you want Grandpa?" she said with a smile. Yamcha grinned. 'She must be joking.' He leaned over to her and whispered in her ear. "Well, I came here to enter the tournament, but now I've found the REAL price! Can I take YOU to dinner tonight?" he said. The woman widened her eyes and looked at him as if he just said he was the queen of the Nile. "Are you out of your mind. You have some nerve, asking me out Oldie!" She slapped him. "Now, if you still want to compete, give me your name!" she said. Yamcha stepped back and told her his name, wondering why she kept referring to him as an old man. "Allright then, you're up first. Your opponent is called Vegeta."
Bulma sighed. "I don't get it Chi Chi. What is Yamcha's test? Does he have to fight Vegeta? Is that his fear?" Chi Chi shrugged. "I don't know Bulma, but take a look at Tien!" she said. Bulma looked over to Tien, who was also being tested.
"Cell!" Tien yelled. He flew above the Green Menace, who had reached his perfect stage. He looked down and saw a dead Trunks, an unconscious Vegeta, a defeated Gohan and the rest of his friends near death. His anger began to boil. He was the only one left. Cell laughed. "Oh Tien, you crack me up! You don't really think you can defeat ME, do you?! You're the only one left, so I can focus all my powers on you. You are no threat to me. Just think.. this is hilarious! You're the earths last hope!" He laughed even harder. Tien sweat dropped. He knew he was no match for Cell, not in this stage. But.. He was the only one left.. He HAD to try! How did he get into this mess?? He wondered
His head was all blurry. He didn't remember much, except that they were fighting a great evil. That had to be Cell. He powered up and raised his voice. "Kikouhou!!!!!!!" he yelled. (With this attack I mean the triangle beam he threw at Cell in the Imperfect Cell saga, right before he passed out) The might blast pushed Cell back. He yelled again and the blast hit Cell. Cell growled, annoyed by this attack that did not hurt him, but held him back nonetheless. "You fool!!" he yelled as he tried to fly up. Tien attacked again, but he felt his energy decreasing. "I can't do this forever!" he said out loud. 'How did I get here? Why am I fighting Cell, I.. have done this before..' he thought.
"That's it Tien, you can do it!!" Chiaotzu cheered from the tribune. The gang trapped inside the tubes watched their friends. "I don't get it Krillin," Pan said, "You knew you were entering this tournament, and you didn't loose your memory just then, did you?" she asked. Krillin didn't take his eyes of Yamcha and Tien but answered, "Yes Pan, that's right. But I think it all had to do with your test. My fear involved this tournament, but maybe their fears are memories from years back, like Cell and Tien. That happened when your father was just a kid." Pan nodded. She wondered what her fears were, so she could prepare.
"Vegeta?" Yamcha repeated. The woman began to loose her temper. "YES VEGETA! Are you deaf too! Come on old man, if you want to enter this thing, go and fight, it's your turn." She growled. Yamcha entered the fighting area and looked at his opponent. He gulped. It WAS Vegeta, but the Vegeta from long ago. The one who came to earth to gather the Dragon Balls, and wanted to wish for immortality. 'THE DRAGON BALLS!? He thought. 'They're gone, if I loose, I can't be wished back. Vegeta will finish me off and I'll be dead for ever!!' Yamcha stepped back and wanted to run away. But he couldn't. The audience began to yell. "Come on Grandpa!! Show us what you got!!" someone yelled. "Why do they keep saying that!" he asked himself. "Because you are a pathetic old man, and no challenge for me." Vegeta smirked. "YAY VEGETA!! YOU'RE OUR MAN!! DO YOUR BEST!!" the audience yelled. Vegeta laughed. "The love me.. you hear that?" he said with an evil tone in his voice. Yamcha was terrified. This wasn't happening, this can't be true. Vegeta attacked with a kick.
Yamcha couldn't block it and felt the pain trough his body. He flew up and tried to flee, knowing he couldn't win. But suddenly he hit something. It was Vegeta. "You're not going anywhere." He whispered and punched Yamcha back down. Yamcha fell with enormous speed but was too weak to do anything. As he crashed down on the floor he noticed a mirror next to him. "Why is there a mirror here?" he said. He got up and saw his reflection in the mirror. His eyes widened. "I AM OLD!!" he yelled. It was true. Yamcha was an old man, skinny and with grey hair. "What has happened to me?" he asked. Vegeta landed next to him. "You're time is up." He said. Yamcha received another kick and fell on the ground. He stayed down, wondering. "I am old, I am weak, I am fighting Vegeta. This is everything I've ever feared. Why is this happening. It's over.. I know it. I can't do this, I gave up fighting a long time ago. I wish I never entered that tournament in Hell.." he said. 'Tournament in Hell?' he added in his thoughts. And just then, he was back in the arena in Hell. Muuri came up to him and said: "You have proven to be weak. You have made your decision and shall not continue. Your power shall be drained." He added.
"What!!" Goku yelled. "He never said anything about power draining!! Yamcha.. Nooo!" he yelled.
Bulma frowned a bit. "This is pretty serious, I know, but I think that Yamcha's fear was a bit lame. Come on, his fear is to grow old and weak? And he's still afraid of Vegeta? Why??" The women on the tribune all held their hearts. Their loved ones would be tested, and it could be anything, as Yamcha had shown.
Yamcha looked at Muuri. "What do you mean?" he asked. Muuri smiled.. "Don't worry, this won't hurt.. for long" He raised his hands and Yamcha was pushed against a wall. His arms and legs were spread and held by powerful silver chains. He could not move an inch. He screamed, as he felt his energy being drained from him. The chains absorbed his powers. He was out of the tournament, and could do nothing but watch.
Tien fell down on the floor. "No.." he moaned as he tried to get up. "I.. have got to.. keep fighting! They are counting on me.." he looked at his friends, flew up and prepared another attack. Cell appeared in front of him, and punched him back down. "Your energy is running kinda low.. I do not think you'll be able to win this.." he said. Tien got up again and started to think. 'I know it now, I have fought him before. Why is this happening again then? Where did Cell came from, how did I came here?' His mind was full of questions. 'Wait!! The tournament' Tien remembered. THIS was his test? Then it wasn't real. He didn't have to beat Cell. He didn't have to save his friends. He knew he couldn't. And that was his greatest fear. To let down his friends in battle, because he isn't strong enough. This was his test. He got up. "All right then Cell. I do not wish to fight you anymore. It is of no use. I know I am not stronger than you.. but I do not care. My friends can take care of themselves. This is all an illusion." He said. Cell looked at him with great eyes. "Why you…" he started. "No!!" Tien yelled. "Stop this at once, it is meaningless. My mind is stronger than this!" He threw one last attack at Cell. Then he reappeared in Hell again. He saw the familiar tubes and his friends. He looked next to him, but didn't see Yamcha. Before he could ask something, he was brought back to his tube. "Trunks!" he said to the boy next to him. "Where is Yamcha!?" he asked. Trunks shook his head and pointed. "Noo.." Tien said softly. "He didn't make it?" There was no response.
Shirai walked away from her master. He had ordered her to announce the next round. Muuri walked by her, they glared at each other. As he approached his master, he bowed. "I know of Tiens victory. The other ones lost. Then it is time for the next 6. This time, take Vegeta and his son. They should prove to be very interesting." The dark voice said. Muuri nodded and left. Telepathically he contacted Shirai. "Shirai?" he asked. Shirai reacted annoyed. "What do YOU want?" Muuri sighed and told her to announce the next 6 warriors. She smiled and walked onto the fighting stage. She raised her voice and yelled: "The next 6 warriors will be tested. Their tubes will disappear. Good luck, you will need it!" she laughed.
"Who are next?" Bra wondered out loud. She looked to Trunks beside her. He shrugged, but suddenly his tube disappeared. "What?? NOO!" he yelled, his eyes showing fear. He fell down, but noticed someone else do too. Vegeta's tube was gone, and he fell down. Vegeta didn't show any fear, but inside he wondered what his test would be. He had no greatest fear, he had no fears! So what would happen? "What!" Piccolo looked at Dende. "I thought he.. we would not be tested!!" he yelled to his friend. Dende looked at Vegeta and answered with a serious look: "Perhaps he has some struggles we are not aware of!" Piccolo nodded and looked down at his two friends.
Vegeta got up. The arena was empty. For some strange reason he thought it was over. Did they win? He didn't know, but didn't care either. He looked around, searching for his family. "Woman? Brat? Bra??" he yelled. His voice echoed in Hell. Suddenly someone stepped in front of him. Vegeta looked at him and couldn't believe what he saw. It was King Vegeta. His father. The older man smirked. "You seem surprised my son. Did you think I was going to Heaven? No, this is my home." He looked around him, then looked back at Vegeta who didn't know what to say. "Father.. I.." he started, but was interrupted by King Vegeta. "No questions, I want to show you something. I have always know I would meet you down here, so I have prepared something for you." He walked away and Vegeta followed, still puzzled. Then he realised what he was doing. "Father, I was.. well.. searching for my family." He said, almost ashamed. King Vegeta frowned. "Yes, your family. Well, let me first show you something."
He raised his hands and opened a portal. On the other side he saw his home planet, Vegeta. It was still there, and he could see the inhabitants. The Sayian race was alive!! They looked like more regular people though, not as rough as they used to be. Vegeta looked at his father. "This is a reality that could be yours. In this world, I am dead. You are the king, ruler of all Sayians. You are the strongest being in the universe." Vegeta smirked, this was a joke. "THIS IS NOT A JOKE MY SON! This could be real." Vegeta looked at the portal. "And Kakarott? What about him, his offspring, my offspring, there are more stronger sayians in the world father, where are they?" His father smiled.
"In this world, Kakorott is still a low third class fighter. He is very strong, yes. But you are stronger. You have the power to surpass every single being in the universe. You could be the strongest, and defeat even Him." Vegeta looked at his father. "And what of the Woman, and the Brats?" "There is a price for everything son. They do not exist in this world." His father opened another portal. "This one leads you back to the tournament. You may not be the strongest there, you may not even win. You can loose friends, and loved ones." The king smirked. "You are nobody in that world. So you must choose." The King paused and looked at his son. Vegeta looked at the second portal. On the other side he saw his 'wife'.
Yay! I had a little trouble continuing, so I decided to end like this. ANYTHING could happen so.. who knows!!
Chapter 6
Yamcha wasn't in Hell anymore. He was back on earth. He walked on a street and saw people laughing and talking. 'What has happened here? Is the tournament over? I.. don't remember much.' He thought. He then noticed an entrance to a fighting arena. "Hey! A tournament!" he said out loud. "Since Goku and the others aren't here, I might as well join!" He walked up to the registration office and smiled at the woman behind the desk. She frowned. "What do you want Grandpa?" she said with a smile. Yamcha grinned. 'She must be joking.' He leaned over to her and whispered in her ear. "Well, I came here to enter the tournament, but now I've found the REAL price! Can I take YOU to dinner tonight?" he said. The woman widened her eyes and looked at him as if he just said he was the queen of the Nile. "Are you out of your mind. You have some nerve, asking me out Oldie!" She slapped him. "Now, if you still want to compete, give me your name!" she said. Yamcha stepped back and told her his name, wondering why she kept referring to him as an old man. "Allright then, you're up first. Your opponent is called Vegeta."
Bulma sighed. "I don't get it Chi Chi. What is Yamcha's test? Does he have to fight Vegeta? Is that his fear?" Chi Chi shrugged. "I don't know Bulma, but take a look at Tien!" she said. Bulma looked over to Tien, who was also being tested.
"Cell!" Tien yelled. He flew above the Green Menace, who had reached his perfect stage. He looked down and saw a dead Trunks, an unconscious Vegeta, a defeated Gohan and the rest of his friends near death. His anger began to boil. He was the only one left. Cell laughed. "Oh Tien, you crack me up! You don't really think you can defeat ME, do you?! You're the only one left, so I can focus all my powers on you. You are no threat to me. Just think.. this is hilarious! You're the earths last hope!" He laughed even harder. Tien sweat dropped. He knew he was no match for Cell, not in this stage. But.. He was the only one left.. He HAD to try! How did he get into this mess?? He wondered
His head was all blurry. He didn't remember much, except that they were fighting a great evil. That had to be Cell. He powered up and raised his voice. "Kikouhou!!!!!!!" he yelled. (With this attack I mean the triangle beam he threw at Cell in the Imperfect Cell saga, right before he passed out) The might blast pushed Cell back. He yelled again and the blast hit Cell. Cell growled, annoyed by this attack that did not hurt him, but held him back nonetheless. "You fool!!" he yelled as he tried to fly up. Tien attacked again, but he felt his energy decreasing. "I can't do this forever!" he said out loud. 'How did I get here? Why am I fighting Cell, I.. have done this before..' he thought.
"That's it Tien, you can do it!!" Chiaotzu cheered from the tribune. The gang trapped inside the tubes watched their friends. "I don't get it Krillin," Pan said, "You knew you were entering this tournament, and you didn't loose your memory just then, did you?" she asked. Krillin didn't take his eyes of Yamcha and Tien but answered, "Yes Pan, that's right. But I think it all had to do with your test. My fear involved this tournament, but maybe their fears are memories from years back, like Cell and Tien. That happened when your father was just a kid." Pan nodded. She wondered what her fears were, so she could prepare.
"Vegeta?" Yamcha repeated. The woman began to loose her temper. "YES VEGETA! Are you deaf too! Come on old man, if you want to enter this thing, go and fight, it's your turn." She growled. Yamcha entered the fighting area and looked at his opponent. He gulped. It WAS Vegeta, but the Vegeta from long ago. The one who came to earth to gather the Dragon Balls, and wanted to wish for immortality. 'THE DRAGON BALLS!? He thought. 'They're gone, if I loose, I can't be wished back. Vegeta will finish me off and I'll be dead for ever!!' Yamcha stepped back and wanted to run away. But he couldn't. The audience began to yell. "Come on Grandpa!! Show us what you got!!" someone yelled. "Why do they keep saying that!" he asked himself. "Because you are a pathetic old man, and no challenge for me." Vegeta smirked. "YAY VEGETA!! YOU'RE OUR MAN!! DO YOUR BEST!!" the audience yelled. Vegeta laughed. "The love me.. you hear that?" he said with an evil tone in his voice. Yamcha was terrified. This wasn't happening, this can't be true. Vegeta attacked with a kick.
Yamcha couldn't block it and felt the pain trough his body. He flew up and tried to flee, knowing he couldn't win. But suddenly he hit something. It was Vegeta. "You're not going anywhere." He whispered and punched Yamcha back down. Yamcha fell with enormous speed but was too weak to do anything. As he crashed down on the floor he noticed a mirror next to him. "Why is there a mirror here?" he said. He got up and saw his reflection in the mirror. His eyes widened. "I AM OLD!!" he yelled. It was true. Yamcha was an old man, skinny and with grey hair. "What has happened to me?" he asked. Vegeta landed next to him. "You're time is up." He said. Yamcha received another kick and fell on the ground. He stayed down, wondering. "I am old, I am weak, I am fighting Vegeta. This is everything I've ever feared. Why is this happening. It's over.. I know it. I can't do this, I gave up fighting a long time ago. I wish I never entered that tournament in Hell.." he said. 'Tournament in Hell?' he added in his thoughts. And just then, he was back in the arena in Hell. Muuri came up to him and said: "You have proven to be weak. You have made your decision and shall not continue. Your power shall be drained." He added.
"What!!" Goku yelled. "He never said anything about power draining!! Yamcha.. Nooo!" he yelled.
Bulma frowned a bit. "This is pretty serious, I know, but I think that Yamcha's fear was a bit lame. Come on, his fear is to grow old and weak? And he's still afraid of Vegeta? Why??" The women on the tribune all held their hearts. Their loved ones would be tested, and it could be anything, as Yamcha had shown.
Yamcha looked at Muuri. "What do you mean?" he asked. Muuri smiled.. "Don't worry, this won't hurt.. for long" He raised his hands and Yamcha was pushed against a wall. His arms and legs were spread and held by powerful silver chains. He could not move an inch. He screamed, as he felt his energy being drained from him. The chains absorbed his powers. He was out of the tournament, and could do nothing but watch.
Tien fell down on the floor. "No.." he moaned as he tried to get up. "I.. have got to.. keep fighting! They are counting on me.." he looked at his friends, flew up and prepared another attack. Cell appeared in front of him, and punched him back down. "Your energy is running kinda low.. I do not think you'll be able to win this.." he said. Tien got up again and started to think. 'I know it now, I have fought him before. Why is this happening again then? Where did Cell came from, how did I came here?' His mind was full of questions. 'Wait!! The tournament' Tien remembered. THIS was his test? Then it wasn't real. He didn't have to beat Cell. He didn't have to save his friends. He knew he couldn't. And that was his greatest fear. To let down his friends in battle, because he isn't strong enough. This was his test. He got up. "All right then Cell. I do not wish to fight you anymore. It is of no use. I know I am not stronger than you.. but I do not care. My friends can take care of themselves. This is all an illusion." He said. Cell looked at him with great eyes. "Why you…" he started. "No!!" Tien yelled. "Stop this at once, it is meaningless. My mind is stronger than this!" He threw one last attack at Cell. Then he reappeared in Hell again. He saw the familiar tubes and his friends. He looked next to him, but didn't see Yamcha. Before he could ask something, he was brought back to his tube. "Trunks!" he said to the boy next to him. "Where is Yamcha!?" he asked. Trunks shook his head and pointed. "Noo.." Tien said softly. "He didn't make it?" There was no response.
Shirai walked away from her master. He had ordered her to announce the next round. Muuri walked by her, they glared at each other. As he approached his master, he bowed. "I know of Tiens victory. The other ones lost. Then it is time for the next 6. This time, take Vegeta and his son. They should prove to be very interesting." The dark voice said. Muuri nodded and left. Telepathically he contacted Shirai. "Shirai?" he asked. Shirai reacted annoyed. "What do YOU want?" Muuri sighed and told her to announce the next 6 warriors. She smiled and walked onto the fighting stage. She raised her voice and yelled: "The next 6 warriors will be tested. Their tubes will disappear. Good luck, you will need it!" she laughed.
"Who are next?" Bra wondered out loud. She looked to Trunks beside her. He shrugged, but suddenly his tube disappeared. "What?? NOO!" he yelled, his eyes showing fear. He fell down, but noticed someone else do too. Vegeta's tube was gone, and he fell down. Vegeta didn't show any fear, but inside he wondered what his test would be. He had no greatest fear, he had no fears! So what would happen? "What!" Piccolo looked at Dende. "I thought he.. we would not be tested!!" he yelled to his friend. Dende looked at Vegeta and answered with a serious look: "Perhaps he has some struggles we are not aware of!" Piccolo nodded and looked down at his two friends.
Vegeta got up. The arena was empty. For some strange reason he thought it was over. Did they win? He didn't know, but didn't care either. He looked around, searching for his family. "Woman? Brat? Bra??" he yelled. His voice echoed in Hell. Suddenly someone stepped in front of him. Vegeta looked at him and couldn't believe what he saw. It was King Vegeta. His father. The older man smirked. "You seem surprised my son. Did you think I was going to Heaven? No, this is my home." He looked around him, then looked back at Vegeta who didn't know what to say. "Father.. I.." he started, but was interrupted by King Vegeta. "No questions, I want to show you something. I have always know I would meet you down here, so I have prepared something for you." He walked away and Vegeta followed, still puzzled. Then he realised what he was doing. "Father, I was.. well.. searching for my family." He said, almost ashamed. King Vegeta frowned. "Yes, your family. Well, let me first show you something."
He raised his hands and opened a portal. On the other side he saw his home planet, Vegeta. It was still there, and he could see the inhabitants. The Sayian race was alive!! They looked like more regular people though, not as rough as they used to be. Vegeta looked at his father. "This is a reality that could be yours. In this world, I am dead. You are the king, ruler of all Sayians. You are the strongest being in the universe." Vegeta smirked, this was a joke. "THIS IS NOT A JOKE MY SON! This could be real." Vegeta looked at the portal. "And Kakarott? What about him, his offspring, my offspring, there are more stronger sayians in the world father, where are they?" His father smiled.
"In this world, Kakorott is still a low third class fighter. He is very strong, yes. But you are stronger. You have the power to surpass every single being in the universe. You could be the strongest, and defeat even Him." Vegeta looked at his father. "And what of the Woman, and the Brats?" "There is a price for everything son. They do not exist in this world." His father opened another portal. "This one leads you back to the tournament. You may not be the strongest there, you may not even win. You can loose friends, and loved ones." The king smirked. "You are nobody in that world. So you must choose." The King paused and looked at his son. Vegeta looked at the second portal. On the other side he saw his 'wife'.
Yay! I had a little trouble continuing, so I decided to end like this. ANYTHING could happen so.. who knows!!