All in the Technique
By Moonraker One
2. Late Dragonball
Chapter Six – The Tenkai's Ultimate Conclusion
He was not prepared for such a drastic increase in power. This was evident in the fact that his pants were soggier now than they were just a minute before. He did not understand quite why he was so scared; after all, he was used to enemies' powers' increasing before, wasn't he?
No. Not an increase this high. She had gone from two-fifty to eleven hundred instantly; such was not seen before. Everyone in the immediate vicinity could sense that now the match was clinched. At this point, Goku could launch a powerful offensive and it wouldn't matter at all. Still, as hard as it was to do, he had to try or else he might forever be infuriated at himself for giving up.
"H…how could you possibly get so much stronger in just a few seconds?" The grim sound of his voice indicated that he was scared more so than he ever had in his life.
She smirked. "Didn't I make it clear before?" She asked. "I told you that Hebi-sen'nin was the single greatest martial arts teacher of all time, and I trained under his wisdom."
He wondered, just like Tenshinhan, how such a powerful warrior could be a girl. Then again, he was not expecting many things when he first met her, but then she surprised him by defeating Yamucha. It had suddenly turned colder when the two were still opposite each other in the fighting ring. He could tell by the sudden widening of her pupils that she was about to launch a major assault on him. Because he was such a skilled warrior, he could read her movements and as such, he twisted to the left and dodged a kick headed his way. Perhaps I have a chance after all, he thought. If he could dodge at least one hit, he might have a fighting chance.
Of course she was still far faster than him. When he read her movements again and tried to dodge a fist, it ended up with her teleporting behind him. He turned to at least try to block the attack; she used a high kick to send him soaring up in the air. Once he was near the apex of his flight, a sudden rush of her ki shot her way up in the air all of a sudden. As she flew directly above him at the height of his launch, a downward driving elbow thrust him downward far more rapidly than even gravity could pull. The announcer performed a flying leap to exit the ring before Goku landed with a bang. The smoke from the crash landing had the entire crowd coughing for a few seconds. When it cleared, you should've seen the looks on the faces of the spectators.
"W…wow!" Yelled the announcer. "Son Goku put up quite a fight against Maron, but in the end, she completely overpowered him! Unbelievable!"
Maron descended to the ground, sneering. You were quite a struggle, Goku, she thought. In the end, however, I was still the best. Walking up to the hole in the ring where her unconscious foe was lying, she lifted an arm in victory and grabbed her over shirt. As she left the ring, she was stopped by Kame-sen'nin, who had some serious questions on his mind.
"What do
you want, Kame-sen'nin?" She asked, wondering why he seemed angry. "Did I do
something wrong by defeating your disciple?"
He shook his head. "That's not
my problem," he replied. "My problem is that it wasn't a struggle for you to
win. I could sense from the beginning that even if you were to be overpowered,
you'd pull out that Daimaoh-ken and have the match."
She shrugged her shoulders. "And…?"
"That wasn't fair!" He shouted. "My Goku didn't stand a chance!"
She nonchalantly walked away. "Not my problem," she fired off as she continued. On the way out, she stopped by the financial office to pick up her winnings. Since she was normally a loner, perhaps she'd use the money to buy herself a house. Maybe, even, she'd start a dojo where she could train warriors of her own. She imagined it; up on the top of a hill-just like her master- would be a building where she would train warriors of the finest caliber to be better fighters than they were before. In any case, she'd have to make sure she spent it wisely.
"Miss Maron?" The person at the desk uttered. "Here's the 500,000 zenie." Maron reached over the desk and picked up the briefcase from the person's hand. This would be the money she'd use to improve her life. She gave a salute to the person behind the desk and exited the building. Once outside, she looked around for her master, who seemed to be somewhere else.
"Hebi-sen'nin?" She asked, hoping he'd respond. Instead, she was struck on the back of the head by someone's knee. Because she did not have enough time to react, she was sprawled on the ground, trying desperately to stand up. Despite effort otherwise, the briefcase was wrenched from her grasp. Suddenly, a foot struck her in the side.
"I was planning to kill you," a voice said menacingly, "but this should be adequate repayment."
Although she currently was unable to stand, she heard the sound of an intense battle taking place between several people and one person who was kicking the crap out of them. Once the punching and kicking had stopped, a voice said, "I'll be taking that, thank you."
A hand reached down and helped Maron to her feet; to her delight, it was Hebi-sen'nin. And-fortunately for her-in his other hand was her briefcase which, upon inspection, contained all the money in it. She dusted herself off, and proceeded to fly off with Hebi-sen'nin. Once they were airborne, she looked over and had a question for him.
"Hebi-sen'nin?" She asked. "Who was that that tried to kill me?"
Hebi-sen'nin rolled his eyes; he hated them. They were always after anyone who came close to defeating the prodigal son, Ten himself.
"They were foot soldiers of the Shinhan Zaibatsu," he replied. "Since you defeated Tenshinhan, the head of the corporation, they're out to get you. I think from now on you need to be on your guard."
Great; now she already had a financial empire out to get her, and it was only her second day in the city. She could only dream what would happen next.