Chapter 5
After a few short minutes Kit had finally gotten back to her normal train of thought, although her past still haunted her, and the future stood as more of an obstacle now.
"You ready for this, Piccolo?" she asked not bothering to turn her head.
"All it is supposed to be is fun...make sure you remember that! I know how you saiyans think..." he retorted with a knowledgeable tone.
"Ha, yes Piccolo, I'm sure my daughter will remember that, but now I must go, I'll be cheering you on, and don't do anything horribly naive...Piccolo, please keep an eye on Kit for me?" Sierra requested pausing for a second, and then heading for the stands. Piccolo nodded, and he and Kit walked on to join the group. Kit fell to the back, out of sight, once they reached the rest of the contestants. Not one looked like another, and most of them she had already seen. She immediately caught sight of 18 and Videl, and she gave a warm wave in their direction, which they automatically returned with the same feelings of warmth.
"Hi Kit!" Videl whispered backing towards Kit, trying not to grab the rest of the group's attention.
"Hey Videl! What's up?" Kit greeted in return, but immediately directed her attention to a semi-tall man, with blonde hair, and a microphone down to his side.
"I trust that you all know the rules?" he asked, expecting no answer. "Right, well, then I guess let the best man...err...or woman win! And enjoy yourselves too!" he exclaimed enthusiastically. "Now for the first fight.... I believe it is Krillin, and....let's see...ah, yes.... Kit..." he confirmed, raising his eyes from his sheet of information to meet with the participants of the first match.
"Right!" voiced Krillin as he walked into the arena, and onto the ring in the middle of thousands of people. Kit followed shortly behind, finally concentrating on the task at hand, and displaying a displeased expression on her face, that Piccolo, Gohan, Videl, and 18 recognized as similar to the one Vegeta always wore. As she passed Vegeta, he eyed her cautiously, and suspiciously. Where did he know her? It was killing him inside that he knew the face, but could not find a name to match it.
"So...You fight?" Krillin asked once Kit was standing across from him on the ring.
"Apparently..." she stated, annoyed with his attempt to make small talk while she was trying to concentrate.
"You must be pretty strong to have made it this far..." he continued.
"Whatever...it's not so much that I am strong...more of that you all are weak." she hissed, her lack of people skills showing. "Can we start the fight now?" she asked eagerly to man with the microphone.
"Sure, just allow me to introduce you to the crowd...Ladies and Gentlemen! I will be commenting this fine day, and bringing you the up close details that I am witnessing with my own eyes, right here next to the ring! Our first match is that of Krillin, and Kit! Let's see who will turn out victorious!" the man shouted, his voice flooding over the speakers, and spreading throughout the arena.
"Thank you...now you better say goodnight little man...because the next time you see your family and friends again it will be a few weeks from now!" Kit said calmly, laughing to herself.
"Oh really? And what makes you so positive?" he asked, not impressed with her energy which he was currently sensing.
"Why, for one thing, the overwhelming strength of my race...and another.... well, I'm just good!" she commented, allowing her tail to whip out from around her waist as she crouched into a fighting stance. Krillin's eyes widened as they traveled to her tail, and he knew at once what she had been talking about, and he knew he stood no chance against her.
"I don't get it.... why isn't he doing anything?" Goku asked, obviously not seeing the girl's tail.
"I don't know...maybe he knows something..." Gohan said to himself but the others overheard.
"What would he know that would prevent him from fighting?" Vegeta asked angrily, yearning for a fight.
Kit stood still, taking in Krillin's full reaction before she spoke again.
"I was raised fighting everyday of my life. Fighting is not a hobby for me, or for my people, it is a way of survival...and now...allow me to demonstrate what I have learned over my 28 years of training..." she trailed off, as she raised her energy with a controlled confidence, yet she kept it low enough to catch him off guard. Krillin simply stared and waited...he didn't know what he was so afraid of. So far she was displaying a poor amount of power and after all, she was just a girl...what harm could she do?
Piccolo's nails dug into the palm of his hand as he waited in anticipation for someone to make their move. He knew that Kit would win this match, he just didn't know how long, or how much effort it would take. It was odd right then...he was actually nervous that she would get herself hurt, or that one would underestimate the other, and it would all turn out to be a big mess. Piccolo clamed his muscles and he let his shoulders drop, he leaned his head back, and through his mind he spoke to Kit.
'What are you doing Kit?' he asked, his eyelids flickering at his impatient question.
'Don't worry Piccolo, I have my plans...and it's all in good nature...' she responded as she cut off Piccolo as he tried to continue.
"Ok shorty...well, seeing how I was told 'just have fun' I suppose I should give in..." she stated and then continued. "So that means you're out of luck...and this will be quick I assure you...but it will be hell for your pride, plus it's gonna hurt...a lot!" Kit concluded, suddenly raising her energy to an overwhelming level. Her energy smacked the whole stadium in the face, and the people flew back into their seats, while the other contestants struggled to maintain their balance and Krillin soared toward the edge of the ring. "Sorry, but you aren't getting away that easy!" she yelled, appearing behind him and stopping him by jabbing her knee into his back, sending him flying to the opposite side. Once again she materialized in front of the helpless worrier and stuck her hand in front of her. Krillin noticed this at once and he squirmed to get out of the way but it was too late, and he soon found himself with Kit's hand going straight through his body. Her eyes gleamed with an evil light, and she removed her hand from his stomach, and then pushed him on the ground outside of the ring.
"Oh no!" Gohan yelled, as he raced to Krillin's aide, one foot behind Goku.
"Is there a problem men?" Kit said, a devilish smile lurking on her face while she watched their horrified reactions. "I know you care about your friend and all...and that you'd most likely give your life for him.... but I suggest you move...now..." she said raising her hand as a silver swirling ball of energy swelled in her palm, gaining size at a quick pace, and admitting an almost blinding light.
"No! How could you do this?" Goku yelled throwing out his arms in attempt to block her unreleased attack.
"I guarantee you that you will thank me once I complete my technique...so please move. NOW!" she screamed, annoyed at his protectiveness. She swung her hand out toward Goku's head to make him cower away, but he didn't flinch, he stood his ground preparing for her slap. She smiled once again as her hand stopped less than a centimeter from his face, and she returned that hand to her side. "You are a persistent man, aren't you?" she asked, less aggravated.
"I stick up for my friends if that's what you mean!" he replied coolly, still not budging. Kit's gaze wandered from Goku to the crowd, until she spotted the desired location, and nodded her head to something in the distance. Two arms wrapped around Goku pulling him away and distracting him and Gohan as Kit laughed at her opportunity.
"Perfect!" she whispered excitedly as the ball of energy left her hand and hit Krillin. The energy exploded and the stadium fell silent as the silver energy flowed over his body like water. Kit pushed more of her strength into the trick, and then she stopped, crossed both arms over her chest, and waited for the light from the energy to disappear. The blinding light dimmed and Goku was released from the tight hold that distracted him from the pressing matter that had happened.
"Krillin! NO!" he yelled, falling to his knees down by Krillin's side. He was cautious not to touch his body, for it was still glowing, and once it had stopped he placed his arm around Krillin's back, bracing him, and aiding him to sit up. "Are you ok? Luckily her attacks aren't that strong." he said slightly glancing up at Kit as she stood there, arms crossed and a devilish smile spread across her face.
"The blast wasn't meant to kill..." she spat, her voice full of cockiness. "In fact, it was to do the exact opposite! How do you feel? Sore I'm sure...but alive none the less." she added on a side note.
"Actually...I feel like I just ate a senzu bean!" Krillin stated, jumping to his feet, fully recovered.
"What?!?" Goku asked in amazement.
"I healed him, fool...what? Did you think I would kill him?" Kit commented, obviously pleased with herself.
"Well...yeah...and you, I thought you were going to try to kill me!" Goku exclaimed now looking up at sierra, who was responsible for grabbing Goku from behind.
"I was just making sure your little friend was healed without interference...after all...you wouldn't want him to die...again..." sierra said raising her head as a superior advisor, and emphasizing the word little.
"How, how did you know about that?" Krillin and Goku asked simultaneously, both puzzled at the woman's knowledge.
"Sorry to interrupt, but is everyone ok?" the announcer asked, eyeing Krillin and his now scratch less body.
"Yup! We're fine!" Krillin said with enthusiasm.
"All right then...I suppose I should tell the audience then..." he said wearily stepping back a foot or two and raising the microphone to his mouth. "It seems we have had a ring out, Ladies and Gentlemen...and this fine young woman is the victor!" the man exclaimed raising his hand for dramatic effect. The crowd was silent at first with amazement, and then it broke out with applause. Gohan lay on his back, sierra's foot still on his chest.
"Ahh...ma'am? Can you please move your foot?" he asked as she laughed and placed both feet on the ground. "Thank you...and sorry for not trusting you Kit...it's just...we've had too many close calls..." Gohan attempted to explain, not knowing what quite to say.
"It's fine Gohan, I understand...but I think I'm gonna go prepare for my next 'big' match." she reassured, lending a hand for Gohan, but he refused to take it.
"Kitandra..." sierra called, grabbing Kit's arm causing her to stop dead in her tracks. "I'm sorry, but I must return now, I promised I'd only stay for your first match...I might even be back for the finals! So don't mess up! If not, I guess I'll see you in another six months...goodbye my daughter, until then..." Sierra apologized, and gave Kit a goodbye peck on the cheek and a comforting hug.
"Yes, until then mother..." Kit responded, returning the kiss and hug. Gohan got to his feet, and they all walked back to the area holding the other participants. Vegeta's mouth hung open, as his eyes followed Kit in a glazed over unsure gaze.
"S-Kitandra..." he stuttered as she came into ear range. She simply looked in his direction, and gave a warm smile. *Good, he knows who I am now...* she thought to herself, thankful he had not forgotten who she was. Kit walked past Vegeta, and went straight to piccolo.
"So...how was I?" she asked, joking with the angry Namek.
"I told you not to do anything like that!" he whispered harshly before walking away with her by his side.
"Dad...I take it you know who she is now?" Trunks implied, bringing his father back to his senses.
After a few short minutes Kit had finally gotten back to her normal train of thought, although her past still haunted her, and the future stood as more of an obstacle now.
"You ready for this, Piccolo?" she asked not bothering to turn her head.
"All it is supposed to be is fun...make sure you remember that! I know how you saiyans think..." he retorted with a knowledgeable tone.
"Ha, yes Piccolo, I'm sure my daughter will remember that, but now I must go, I'll be cheering you on, and don't do anything horribly naive...Piccolo, please keep an eye on Kit for me?" Sierra requested pausing for a second, and then heading for the stands. Piccolo nodded, and he and Kit walked on to join the group. Kit fell to the back, out of sight, once they reached the rest of the contestants. Not one looked like another, and most of them she had already seen. She immediately caught sight of 18 and Videl, and she gave a warm wave in their direction, which they automatically returned with the same feelings of warmth.
"Hi Kit!" Videl whispered backing towards Kit, trying not to grab the rest of the group's attention.
"Hey Videl! What's up?" Kit greeted in return, but immediately directed her attention to a semi-tall man, with blonde hair, and a microphone down to his side.
"I trust that you all know the rules?" he asked, expecting no answer. "Right, well, then I guess let the best man...err...or woman win! And enjoy yourselves too!" he exclaimed enthusiastically. "Now for the first fight.... I believe it is Krillin, and....let's see...ah, yes.... Kit..." he confirmed, raising his eyes from his sheet of information to meet with the participants of the first match.
"Right!" voiced Krillin as he walked into the arena, and onto the ring in the middle of thousands of people. Kit followed shortly behind, finally concentrating on the task at hand, and displaying a displeased expression on her face, that Piccolo, Gohan, Videl, and 18 recognized as similar to the one Vegeta always wore. As she passed Vegeta, he eyed her cautiously, and suspiciously. Where did he know her? It was killing him inside that he knew the face, but could not find a name to match it.
"So...You fight?" Krillin asked once Kit was standing across from him on the ring.
"Apparently..." she stated, annoyed with his attempt to make small talk while she was trying to concentrate.
"You must be pretty strong to have made it this far..." he continued.
"Whatever...it's not so much that I am strong...more of that you all are weak." she hissed, her lack of people skills showing. "Can we start the fight now?" she asked eagerly to man with the microphone.
"Sure, just allow me to introduce you to the crowd...Ladies and Gentlemen! I will be commenting this fine day, and bringing you the up close details that I am witnessing with my own eyes, right here next to the ring! Our first match is that of Krillin, and Kit! Let's see who will turn out victorious!" the man shouted, his voice flooding over the speakers, and spreading throughout the arena.
"Thank you...now you better say goodnight little man...because the next time you see your family and friends again it will be a few weeks from now!" Kit said calmly, laughing to herself.
"Oh really? And what makes you so positive?" he asked, not impressed with her energy which he was currently sensing.
"Why, for one thing, the overwhelming strength of my race...and another.... well, I'm just good!" she commented, allowing her tail to whip out from around her waist as she crouched into a fighting stance. Krillin's eyes widened as they traveled to her tail, and he knew at once what she had been talking about, and he knew he stood no chance against her.
"I don't get it.... why isn't he doing anything?" Goku asked, obviously not seeing the girl's tail.
"I don't know...maybe he knows something..." Gohan said to himself but the others overheard.
"What would he know that would prevent him from fighting?" Vegeta asked angrily, yearning for a fight.
Kit stood still, taking in Krillin's full reaction before she spoke again.
"I was raised fighting everyday of my life. Fighting is not a hobby for me, or for my people, it is a way of survival...and now...allow me to demonstrate what I have learned over my 28 years of training..." she trailed off, as she raised her energy with a controlled confidence, yet she kept it low enough to catch him off guard. Krillin simply stared and waited...he didn't know what he was so afraid of. So far she was displaying a poor amount of power and after all, she was just a girl...what harm could she do?
Piccolo's nails dug into the palm of his hand as he waited in anticipation for someone to make their move. He knew that Kit would win this match, he just didn't know how long, or how much effort it would take. It was odd right then...he was actually nervous that she would get herself hurt, or that one would underestimate the other, and it would all turn out to be a big mess. Piccolo clamed his muscles and he let his shoulders drop, he leaned his head back, and through his mind he spoke to Kit.
'What are you doing Kit?' he asked, his eyelids flickering at his impatient question.
'Don't worry Piccolo, I have my plans...and it's all in good nature...' she responded as she cut off Piccolo as he tried to continue.
"Ok shorty...well, seeing how I was told 'just have fun' I suppose I should give in..." she stated and then continued. "So that means you're out of luck...and this will be quick I assure you...but it will be hell for your pride, plus it's gonna hurt...a lot!" Kit concluded, suddenly raising her energy to an overwhelming level. Her energy smacked the whole stadium in the face, and the people flew back into their seats, while the other contestants struggled to maintain their balance and Krillin soared toward the edge of the ring. "Sorry, but you aren't getting away that easy!" she yelled, appearing behind him and stopping him by jabbing her knee into his back, sending him flying to the opposite side. Once again she materialized in front of the helpless worrier and stuck her hand in front of her. Krillin noticed this at once and he squirmed to get out of the way but it was too late, and he soon found himself with Kit's hand going straight through his body. Her eyes gleamed with an evil light, and she removed her hand from his stomach, and then pushed him on the ground outside of the ring.
"Oh no!" Gohan yelled, as he raced to Krillin's aide, one foot behind Goku.
"Is there a problem men?" Kit said, a devilish smile lurking on her face while she watched their horrified reactions. "I know you care about your friend and all...and that you'd most likely give your life for him.... but I suggest you move...now..." she said raising her hand as a silver swirling ball of energy swelled in her palm, gaining size at a quick pace, and admitting an almost blinding light.
"No! How could you do this?" Goku yelled throwing out his arms in attempt to block her unreleased attack.
"I guarantee you that you will thank me once I complete my technique...so please move. NOW!" she screamed, annoyed at his protectiveness. She swung her hand out toward Goku's head to make him cower away, but he didn't flinch, he stood his ground preparing for her slap. She smiled once again as her hand stopped less than a centimeter from his face, and she returned that hand to her side. "You are a persistent man, aren't you?" she asked, less aggravated.
"I stick up for my friends if that's what you mean!" he replied coolly, still not budging. Kit's gaze wandered from Goku to the crowd, until she spotted the desired location, and nodded her head to something in the distance. Two arms wrapped around Goku pulling him away and distracting him and Gohan as Kit laughed at her opportunity.
"Perfect!" she whispered excitedly as the ball of energy left her hand and hit Krillin. The energy exploded and the stadium fell silent as the silver energy flowed over his body like water. Kit pushed more of her strength into the trick, and then she stopped, crossed both arms over her chest, and waited for the light from the energy to disappear. The blinding light dimmed and Goku was released from the tight hold that distracted him from the pressing matter that had happened.
"Krillin! NO!" he yelled, falling to his knees down by Krillin's side. He was cautious not to touch his body, for it was still glowing, and once it had stopped he placed his arm around Krillin's back, bracing him, and aiding him to sit up. "Are you ok? Luckily her attacks aren't that strong." he said slightly glancing up at Kit as she stood there, arms crossed and a devilish smile spread across her face.
"The blast wasn't meant to kill..." she spat, her voice full of cockiness. "In fact, it was to do the exact opposite! How do you feel? Sore I'm sure...but alive none the less." she added on a side note.
"Actually...I feel like I just ate a senzu bean!" Krillin stated, jumping to his feet, fully recovered.
"What?!?" Goku asked in amazement.
"I healed him, fool...what? Did you think I would kill him?" Kit commented, obviously pleased with herself.
"Well...yeah...and you, I thought you were going to try to kill me!" Goku exclaimed now looking up at sierra, who was responsible for grabbing Goku from behind.
"I was just making sure your little friend was healed without interference...after all...you wouldn't want him to die...again..." sierra said raising her head as a superior advisor, and emphasizing the word little.
"How, how did you know about that?" Krillin and Goku asked simultaneously, both puzzled at the woman's knowledge.
"Sorry to interrupt, but is everyone ok?" the announcer asked, eyeing Krillin and his now scratch less body.
"Yup! We're fine!" Krillin said with enthusiasm.
"All right then...I suppose I should tell the audience then..." he said wearily stepping back a foot or two and raising the microphone to his mouth. "It seems we have had a ring out, Ladies and Gentlemen...and this fine young woman is the victor!" the man exclaimed raising his hand for dramatic effect. The crowd was silent at first with amazement, and then it broke out with applause. Gohan lay on his back, sierra's foot still on his chest.
"Ahh...ma'am? Can you please move your foot?" he asked as she laughed and placed both feet on the ground. "Thank you...and sorry for not trusting you Kit...it's just...we've had too many close calls..." Gohan attempted to explain, not knowing what quite to say.
"It's fine Gohan, I understand...but I think I'm gonna go prepare for my next 'big' match." she reassured, lending a hand for Gohan, but he refused to take it.
"Kitandra..." sierra called, grabbing Kit's arm causing her to stop dead in her tracks. "I'm sorry, but I must return now, I promised I'd only stay for your first match...I might even be back for the finals! So don't mess up! If not, I guess I'll see you in another six months...goodbye my daughter, until then..." Sierra apologized, and gave Kit a goodbye peck on the cheek and a comforting hug.
"Yes, until then mother..." Kit responded, returning the kiss and hug. Gohan got to his feet, and they all walked back to the area holding the other participants. Vegeta's mouth hung open, as his eyes followed Kit in a glazed over unsure gaze.
"S-Kitandra..." he stuttered as she came into ear range. She simply looked in his direction, and gave a warm smile. *Good, he knows who I am now...* she thought to herself, thankful he had not forgotten who she was. Kit walked past Vegeta, and went straight to piccolo.
"So...how was I?" she asked, joking with the angry Namek.
"I told you not to do anything like that!" he whispered harshly before walking away with her by his side.
"Dad...I take it you know who she is now?" Trunks implied, bringing his father back to his senses.