ChickFlick Chapter 3
Chichi quickly changed into her training clothes and watched as Bulma set the Battle Machine into 'practice mode'. The Battle Machine was a recent invention of Bulma's; she was always inventing things. The Battle Machine could control the energy used in attacks. It could either be in normal mode (which was what it was usually in) or practice mode. Practice mode allowed energy to be fired at people without hurting them. Anyway, Chichi was practising against Eighteen, Pan was with Bulma and Videl was perfecting her moves on the practice mats.
Chichi started powering up. She felt the energy flow through her like warm water, washing away all her worries and fears, and just leaving the essentials. Training always had this calming effect on her. She focused her energy into her hands and fired an experimental blast at the ceiling. Eighteen and Chichi then started training against each other. To any normal human, their arms and legs would just have looked like a blur, wizzing through the air. But to Chichi and Eighteen, the two strongest females in the world, (and after all Chichi can control the most powerful man in the universe:)!), every move made sense. They knew why their opponent had chosen that move, what they were trying to do and how they did it. Chichi fired a Masinka energy blast which Eighteen cleverly dodged, throwing a punch at her that would knock out any ordinary person. But these chicks were definitely not ordinary people.
Whenever Chichi and Eighteen fought it was usually fairly even, but today Chichi was victorious, shooting a Kahmehahmeha at Eighteen to win the match. Sometimes, when she was feeling particularly powerful, she thought that something had entered her, the first time she saw Goku, some of his Saiyajin power had crossed over to her; like it had recognised her as having the power to be able to use it. Well thanks for the help Goku, thought Chichi, coz we're gonna need all the energy we've got.
On the other side of the room, Bulma and Pan were having a fairly similar sort of match. Even while she was dodging punches, kicks and energy blasts left, right and centre, Bulma still managed to remind herself never to under-estimate the power of Pan. She may look small but she's definitely got a lot of power and a lot of fighting spirit, and that's one of the things I like best about her, thought Bulma, even as she got blasted and lost the match. Pan laughed and pulled her up, her eyes twinkling merrily as she watched Bulma dusting herself off.
Over on the practice mats, Videl was laboriously going over her every move, practising it to perfection, and occasionally inventing new ones. She finished perfecting a special kicking move with the practice cushions. She imagined someone dropping out of the sky towards her...she would catch them with her toe...spin them around...slam them to the ground...and land on them. She decided to call it the kickflip, after one of the skateboard moves she knew when she was little.
The place where they were training was a large, gym-like building situated just behind Chichi's house. It could easily pass as a normal school gym, divided into three sections; the two sets of battle mats and the practice mats, where Videl was perfecting her attacks. This was the most interesting part of the training centre. The whole of the back wall had been given up to a rock-climbing surface. All one side of the building was lined with running machines, exercise bikes, the box where the practice cushions were kept, climbing ropes beams and bars. At one end of the practice mats was a large red and white target. Attatched to the target was a sign which measured the type, power and speed of the blast you fired at the target.
"Hey Videl!" Eighteen's voice jerked her out of her thoughts
"C'mon, everyone's going home, it's getting late."
"Ok." Said Videl, and she started packing away her stuff.
Chichi quickly changed into her training clothes and watched as Bulma set the Battle Machine into 'practice mode'. The Battle Machine was a recent invention of Bulma's; she was always inventing things. The Battle Machine could control the energy used in attacks. It could either be in normal mode (which was what it was usually in) or practice mode. Practice mode allowed energy to be fired at people without hurting them. Anyway, Chichi was practising against Eighteen, Pan was with Bulma and Videl was perfecting her moves on the practice mats.
Chichi started powering up. She felt the energy flow through her like warm water, washing away all her worries and fears, and just leaving the essentials. Training always had this calming effect on her. She focused her energy into her hands and fired an experimental blast at the ceiling. Eighteen and Chichi then started training against each other. To any normal human, their arms and legs would just have looked like a blur, wizzing through the air. But to Chichi and Eighteen, the two strongest females in the world, (and after all Chichi can control the most powerful man in the universe:)!), every move made sense. They knew why their opponent had chosen that move, what they were trying to do and how they did it. Chichi fired a Masinka energy blast which Eighteen cleverly dodged, throwing a punch at her that would knock out any ordinary person. But these chicks were definitely not ordinary people.
Whenever Chichi and Eighteen fought it was usually fairly even, but today Chichi was victorious, shooting a Kahmehahmeha at Eighteen to win the match. Sometimes, when she was feeling particularly powerful, she thought that something had entered her, the first time she saw Goku, some of his Saiyajin power had crossed over to her; like it had recognised her as having the power to be able to use it. Well thanks for the help Goku, thought Chichi, coz we're gonna need all the energy we've got.
On the other side of the room, Bulma and Pan were having a fairly similar sort of match. Even while she was dodging punches, kicks and energy blasts left, right and centre, Bulma still managed to remind herself never to under-estimate the power of Pan. She may look small but she's definitely got a lot of power and a lot of fighting spirit, and that's one of the things I like best about her, thought Bulma, even as she got blasted and lost the match. Pan laughed and pulled her up, her eyes twinkling merrily as she watched Bulma dusting herself off.
Over on the practice mats, Videl was laboriously going over her every move, practising it to perfection, and occasionally inventing new ones. She finished perfecting a special kicking move with the practice cushions. She imagined someone dropping out of the sky towards her...she would catch them with her toe...spin them around...slam them to the ground...and land on them. She decided to call it the kickflip, after one of the skateboard moves she knew when she was little.
The place where they were training was a large, gym-like building situated just behind Chichi's house. It could easily pass as a normal school gym, divided into three sections; the two sets of battle mats and the practice mats, where Videl was perfecting her attacks. This was the most interesting part of the training centre. The whole of the back wall had been given up to a rock-climbing surface. All one side of the building was lined with running machines, exercise bikes, the box where the practice cushions were kept, climbing ropes beams and bars. At one end of the practice mats was a large red and white target. Attatched to the target was a sign which measured the type, power and speed of the blast you fired at the target.
"Hey Videl!" Eighteen's voice jerked her out of her thoughts
"C'mon, everyone's going home, it's getting late."
"Ok." Said Videl, and she started packing away her stuff.