All in the Technique

By Moonraker One

2. Late Dragonball

Chapter Five – The Tenkai's Ultimate Battle

            As Maron sat there resting in the chair, she dreamed of how much she enjoyed training with Hebi-sen'nin over the last four years. She had learned very quickly everything that she needed to know, and then continued training with him just to increase her power. She was easily one of the most apt pupils that he ever had, and with good reason. He knew that to train her would be to prepare someone for the world; when he first saw her, he sensed that her future would be quite bad if she were not to be trained martial arts by him. Even though she could not see into the future, he could. She would bounce around from one boyfriend to another trying to make enough money to make it on her own. He did it for more than just his own desire to train her; he wanted to give her a better life. So far, it was working.

            She was awoken by the pulsating of the ki that she set to go off after twenty minutes. She stood up and stretched, letting out all of her anxiety in one big yawn. When she woke up, she saw that sitting in the seat immediately next to her, was the one that she defeated; Tenshinhan. Just a half an hour ago, she broke his neck. So how he was walking and going about it as normal was bewildering to her.

            "Nice to see you're up, Maron," he said, an evil smile on his face.

            "How the blue hell did you survive after I broke your neck?" She asked. "I could've sworn that you were down."

            He nodded. "Oh, you bet that I'm in pain," he replied. "I'm wearing a tight neck brace right now just to keep my head on. I just wanted to tell you that you're screwed. NO one defeats anyone in my family, and gets away with it." She saw from the look in his eye that he was serious. This was the look of someone who knew that they were going to get their revenge, be it shortly, or quite a while from now. Frankly, the thought of his family coming and trying to kill her was something she did not want, but believed that she was prepared for. "See you later, if you last that long."

            She shot him an evil look while he was walking away. His family trying to kill her was a problem, but right now, there were more pressing matters at hand; namely, her fight against the young powerhouse named Son Goku.

            He was in the hallway waiting for her to come and begin the fight. She followed him down the long halls, and out into the area where the world's greatest fighters came to meet. Even though she was more than qualified to be in the ring with the world's finest, she couldn't help but get a sense of grandeur from this ring. The announcer, psyched as anyone else that was here for a fight that they knew they might never see again, lifted his microphone in a style he'd done thousands of times before, and announced the match.

            "Ladies and gentlemen!" he yelled. "This is the final match of the Tenka'ichi Budokai! Prepare for one hell of a fight!" At the sound of this, the crowd went wild with screams and yells of "let's go Goku!"

            "I hope you're ready for what I've got!" Goku screeched, psyching himself up for the match.

            "Kid," she replied, "you have no clue."

            Once again, she removed her outer shirt, revealing yet again her yellow tank top which, after the perspiration from the fight against Tenshinhan, clung more aptly to her chest. She waited edgily for the gong to tone, the moment before which seemed to last an eternity. Once the eternity was up, the gong rang, and she flew forward and drove her elbow deep into Goku's chest, propelling him backwards into the entrance wall with a screech of pain. He barely had time to blink before he was victim of a powerful flood of forward punches to his face and upper torso. Once the plume of strikes had ended, he disconnected from the wall and began descending to the floor. He did not have time to hit the floor, however, because she sent him upward with quite a powerful upward kick.

            She looked up at her airborne opponent, and then thrust herself upward to directly above Goku. One quick downward elbow smash sent him sailing downward, falling with speed that was thrice as fast as gravity alone. The landing created a new hole in the ring, which threw gravel and dust over everyone who was on the ground. Maron smirked and descended to ground level. She was quite surprised when Goku leaped to his feet bleeding only in a few places.

            "Man!" Goku exclaimed. "I can't believe how powerful you are!"

            Maron did not respond, she simply waited for him to launch his counter-offensive. He knew that with the level of power she'd used on him just a moment before, this was going to require him to go all out. He flew forward and went to throw a punch at her face. When she threw a kick in response, her foot went right through him without touching him; obviously, he knew the split-image illusion. Goku did not, unfortunately for him, know that she could read minds. She turned, with blistering speed, to the left and delivered a standing side kick that caught the wrong side of his head. With all of his might, he pushed energy against the wall to avoid a ring-out, which succeeded. The instant before he could respond, however, she was in front of him.
            "Looking for me?" She sarcastically asked.

            The distinct "pow" of her foot meeting his head was heard throughout the area. He went sailing into the entrance wall and it broke his flight. This was getting ridiculous; he was slacking off, and even he knew it. So, while she was attempting a rapid kick-series, he went behind her and delivered a spinning roundhouse to the back of her head. He was lucky to catch her off-guard; this was one of the few times that she could not counter his speed. He was also lucky in the sense that this attack seemed to turn the tide.

            From this point forward, Goku was the one who was on the offensive and winning. One quick series of attacks after the other seemed to defeat her technique, which was strong against fast opponents but not ones that were this fast. Utilizing the nanosecond between attacks, Maron delivered a sharp punch to Goku's face, sending him to the floor. He leaped forth as if to launch an attack.

            No no, she thought. Not again. I'm ending this match.

            Before his kick could meet her legs, she sprung high up again to gain some distance between him and her. Using her ability to manipulate ki, she flew up even higher to make sure he could not catch up. Once she was close to a half mile above the ring, she clasped her hands together in a ninja position, fingers together upward, thumb extended towards face. She kept her eyes open but concentrated within.

            Hebi-sen'nin, was watching his pupil's matches from the start of this tournament. Now, he knew exactly what she was planning, and he smiled; after she used this, this match was more than over. Goku, as strong as he was, would be lucky to exit this match with all his bones intact, much less victorious. As she concentrated, a trickle of sweat poured from her forehead; she'd gotten more used to this technique, she just had to have time to utilize it. This was a rare one that she seldom used, but now was the time. A dark field of light began to form around her.

            "DAIMAOH-KEN TIMES ONE!" She screeched, causing the field around her body to expand to full size. Goku's facial expression became worry when he felt her power jump from two hundred fifty to eleven hundred in an instant. She rapidly descended to floor level, where her opponent was somewhat uneager to face her.

            "Now," she cried, "do you think you're ready?"

            Goku backed off like a wounded animal; he was brave, but he'd never before sense this great a jump in power. As he prepared for the next part of the mêlée, he looked down to examine a soggy feeling that had arrived; he had wet his pants.