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Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ. *sigh* But if I owned Shenlong, then I would wish I owned it. But I don't so...
CHAPTER 2 : Round one begins! First up: Piccolo VS. Juuhachigou!!
Videl, acting as referee, stood between Piccolo and Juuhachigou as they began stretching for the fight.
"This should be a close fight,"Trunks said to Goten, who nodded in agreement.
"Go Kaasan! Your the best!" yelled Marron.
"Come on Piccolo!" called Gohan," Show 'em what your made of !" Bra, who was sitting next to Trunks on the portable bleacher seats Bulma had made asked him,
"Who do you want to win Niisan?" she asked.
"Yeah, "said Pan," Whoever wins is who you have to fight after Yamcha." He thought for a moment.
"I guess it doesn't matter," he said finally.
"Why?" asked Goten," Think you could take down either one of them?''
"It's not that," Trunks said, shaking his head," If I wanted the easiest match I could get, I'd want the weaker to win. But the weaker will lose to the stronger so no matter what happens, I'll end up fighting the stronger of the two. Understand?"
Pan nodded," I guess that's true."
"Yeah," said Yamcha, coming over to join them," But how do you know you'll beat me in the first place? Sometimes, if the weaker is lucky, he'll find a way to win. Even if his opponent is stronger."
" Well," he said,"let's hope you don't get lucky." Yamcha laughed,
"We'll see Trunks. We'll see."
Then from down in the ring, they heard Videl call, "Alright ladies and gentlemen," pause as she seemed to consider something, " And Vegeta," she added. Trunks and his friends tried to hide their laughter as Vegeta's scowl deepened. "Round 1 is ready to begin! First up, Piccolo-sama vs. Juu-chan!"
The fighters crouched down, ready to begin.
"And," Videl yelled," FIGHT!!!"
Like bullets, both fighters shot at each other. Right before contact, Juuhachigou side-stepped Piccolo, who shot right by her. Coming from behind, she locked her hands together and lifted them to pound Piccolo on the top of his spine. with lightning speed, he turned and grabbed both her arms and used them to fling her into the air.
She didn't go far and quickly aimed a kick at Piccolo's side as he came after her. He blocked it and sent a punch at her which she ducked and uppercutt-ed him under the ribs. He gasped as the air was forced out of his lungs. She then pounded him to the ground where he formed a nice Piccolo- shaped, crater.
She shot down to land a kick in his back but he jumped from the hole and she landed hard where he had been. Again, they shot at each other, and again she side-stepped him. Piccolo, anticipating her move, stuck his leg out so she tripped over it. On the way down, Piccolo slammed his hand into her back as she hit the dirt, face first.
Videl, who was commentating, yelled into the mic, "And it's a wild fight from the word go! It's seems their dead even. Oh.. wait! Juu-chan's gained the upper hand! Now Piccolo has! Ooo, that's gotta hurt! It's looks like Piccolo-sama just made Juu-chan eat dirt. Literally! Hey.. now she's up. And...now...now I can't even see them!"
They appeared at the edge of the boundaries. Juu-chan was about to push Piccolo over the edge. Then, Piccolo jumped up a inch and used his momentum toss Juuhachigou over his head and send her over the boundaries, smashing into the ground.
"Yeah!" yelled Gohan," GO Piccolo-sama!"
"Wait! " said Bra," Piccolo is also out of the boundaries."
They looked. Sure enough, when he flipped Juuhachigou, his head touched the outside of the ring.
"And we're waiting on the official word from our judges," said Videl. Bulma, the judge on that end, gave Videl a signal. Videl nodded,
"And it's official guys! Juu-chan hit the ground first! Piccolo-sama has won the match! Piccolo-sama advances to the next round!"
"Alright Piccolo-sama!" yelled Goten.
"Great match guys!," called Bra. Piccolo and Juuhachigou went over to the stands to sit. Piccolo, like Vegeta, picked a place away from the others to sit and meditate. Juuhachigou went to sit with Krillin obviously peeved at getting a ring out in the first match.
"And next up," called Videl," are Trunks and Yamcha!''
Trunks and Yamcha stood in the ring facing each other and warming up. Trunks stretched and Yamcha tightened the belt on his orange and blue gi. They took a fighting stance as they waited on Videl's signal.
"And," she called," FIGHT!!"
He stood his ground as Yamcha shot at him, picking up speed. He stopped 5 feet from Trunks and fired a blast. Trunks stepped to the side as it blew past and hit a giant rock formation. Yamcha gritted his teeth and came at Trunks with a punch and kick combo. He did nothing but block and dodge as Yamcha kept up his attack. They got in a tight lock and Yamcha was beginning to get angry.
"Why aren't you attacking? Are you trying to make me look like a fool?"
He shook his head. "No need. You can do that by yourself."
Yamcha growled as him and Trunks shot apart.
Yamcha was breathing heavily as Trunks just stood there completely calm.
"What's he doing?" said Marron," Why isn't he attacking?"
"Yeah,"said Pan," he's just standing there. Why doesn't he do something?"
"You think something's wrong with him Goten?" asked Bra.
Goten shook his head. "He's just strategizing," he smiled,"He knows he can beat Yamcha, but if he isn't allowed to go Super Saiyan, it will take more attack energy out of him. He can't fight Piccolo as a Super Saiyan either, even if Piccolo is as strong or stronger than a Super Saiyan."
"But why? "asked Bra,"That's not fair."
Goten shrugged, "Those are the rules. But Trunks is smart. He knows he'll need a lot more energy in the next round than this one. So he's letting Yamcha wear himself out a little before he beats him. He'll probably try to for a ring out instead of a K.O.."
Just then, they turned to see Trunks grab Yamcha, who was charging him, by the shirt and try to toss him out of the ring. It almost worked, but Yamcha flew up, avoiding the ground by inches. From there he launched several more ki blast, all which Trunks deflected. Yamcha came right after the blast and finally landed a punch on Trunks' face, splitting his lip and sending him flying to the other side of the ring. Trunks caught himself and landed in a ready stance.
"So,"said Yamcha," You ready to fight now?"
Trunks smirked, "Fine. Enough games. You want to lose now, then let's get it over with."
Yamcha scowled, obviously a little more than angry. He launched himself at Trunks without thinking.
Trunks flew backwards to the edge of the ring then straight up. Yamcha followed him, just as Trunks was sure he would.
'Yes,' thought Trunks,' He's too enraged to think clearly. Now I should have no trouble dumping him outside the boundaries.'
With that, he went into a graceful dive downwards to the area right outside the ring. Yamcha, he knew, would be too focused on him to notice. He just had to make sure Yamcha crashed an inch to the left of the boundaries.
At the last possible second he swerved right. He had planed on curving up, but he hadn't gotten the right momentum and he crashed and rolled into the ground. He'd gone to the right side, meaning he was in bounds, but he hoped he hadn't touched outside when he hit. Also, that Yamcha had landed outside and wasn't coming after him right now. How embarrassing would it be to lose to him?
"Whoa!" yelled Videl," Did you see that!?! Both fighters have crashed into the ground head-first! That's gonna leave some interesting bruises on them."
Trunks pulled himself out of the dirt. He checked himself over and dust himself off. He wasn't cut anywhere but his shoulder had hit the ground pretty hard. Yamcha, however, was K.O. -ed and out of the ring.
"And Trunks goes to the next round!"said Videl. Chichi gave Yamcha a senzu bean and helped him get off the field. Trunks headed over to his friends who were all yelling and cheering.
"Trunks-kun that was cool," said Goten.
"It would have been cooler if you hadn't crashed though," said Pan.
"Yamcha went, like, BAM!!" said Marron, slamming her fist onto her flat palm.
"Niisan your the coolest,"said Bra, hugging him around his waist.
"Thanks Bra,"he said, smiling down at her.
"Trunks!!" yelled a voice from behind them. They turned to see Bulma coming up the bleachers to them.
"Are you okay?" she gasped, out of breath from running, as she reached them.
"I'm fine Kaasan," he said embarrassed as she looked him over.
"Kaasan! Did you see how cool that was!?" said Bra.
"Yeah," she said," Real cool. And when you get yourself killed I'm sure that'll be real cool too. You probably gave poor Yamcha a concussion."
"Opps," he said.
"Well, I gotta go back down. Do you want a senzu?'' He shook his head. She sighed, "Fine. Good luck in you match Goten."
"Oh yeah," Goten said," That's right. Me and Tousan are up next."
"Good luck,"said Trunks as Goten followed Bulma to the ring.
A/N : Well, looks like the first father-son fight is up next, but I'll bet it won't be the last! How will this clash of Son family strength end? No one knows yet but me! The fanfic writer!
To find out sooner, review!
If you don't want to know at all, review anyway!
If you think this sucks, review!
If you think I'm a desperate loser for pleading for reviews, go to hell! But first, review!
Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ. *sigh* But if I owned Shenlong, then I would wish I owned it. But I don't so...
CHAPTER 2 : Round one begins! First up: Piccolo VS. Juuhachigou!!
Videl, acting as referee, stood between Piccolo and Juuhachigou as they began stretching for the fight.
"This should be a close fight,"Trunks said to Goten, who nodded in agreement.
"Go Kaasan! Your the best!" yelled Marron.
"Come on Piccolo!" called Gohan," Show 'em what your made of !" Bra, who was sitting next to Trunks on the portable bleacher seats Bulma had made asked him,
"Who do you want to win Niisan?" she asked.
"Yeah, "said Pan," Whoever wins is who you have to fight after Yamcha." He thought for a moment.
"I guess it doesn't matter," he said finally.
"Why?" asked Goten," Think you could take down either one of them?''
"It's not that," Trunks said, shaking his head," If I wanted the easiest match I could get, I'd want the weaker to win. But the weaker will lose to the stronger so no matter what happens, I'll end up fighting the stronger of the two. Understand?"
Pan nodded," I guess that's true."
"Yeah," said Yamcha, coming over to join them," But how do you know you'll beat me in the first place? Sometimes, if the weaker is lucky, he'll find a way to win. Even if his opponent is stronger."
" Well," he said,"let's hope you don't get lucky." Yamcha laughed,
"We'll see Trunks. We'll see."
Then from down in the ring, they heard Videl call, "Alright ladies and gentlemen," pause as she seemed to consider something, " And Vegeta," she added. Trunks and his friends tried to hide their laughter as Vegeta's scowl deepened. "Round 1 is ready to begin! First up, Piccolo-sama vs. Juu-chan!"
The fighters crouched down, ready to begin.
"And," Videl yelled," FIGHT!!!"
Like bullets, both fighters shot at each other. Right before contact, Juuhachigou side-stepped Piccolo, who shot right by her. Coming from behind, she locked her hands together and lifted them to pound Piccolo on the top of his spine. with lightning speed, he turned and grabbed both her arms and used them to fling her into the air.
She didn't go far and quickly aimed a kick at Piccolo's side as he came after her. He blocked it and sent a punch at her which she ducked and uppercutt-ed him under the ribs. He gasped as the air was forced out of his lungs. She then pounded him to the ground where he formed a nice Piccolo- shaped, crater.
She shot down to land a kick in his back but he jumped from the hole and she landed hard where he had been. Again, they shot at each other, and again she side-stepped him. Piccolo, anticipating her move, stuck his leg out so she tripped over it. On the way down, Piccolo slammed his hand into her back as she hit the dirt, face first.
Videl, who was commentating, yelled into the mic, "And it's a wild fight from the word go! It's seems their dead even. Oh.. wait! Juu-chan's gained the upper hand! Now Piccolo has! Ooo, that's gotta hurt! It's looks like Piccolo-sama just made Juu-chan eat dirt. Literally! Hey.. now she's up. And...now...now I can't even see them!"
They appeared at the edge of the boundaries. Juu-chan was about to push Piccolo over the edge. Then, Piccolo jumped up a inch and used his momentum toss Juuhachigou over his head and send her over the boundaries, smashing into the ground.
"Yeah!" yelled Gohan," GO Piccolo-sama!"
"Wait! " said Bra," Piccolo is also out of the boundaries."
They looked. Sure enough, when he flipped Juuhachigou, his head touched the outside of the ring.
"And we're waiting on the official word from our judges," said Videl. Bulma, the judge on that end, gave Videl a signal. Videl nodded,
"And it's official guys! Juu-chan hit the ground first! Piccolo-sama has won the match! Piccolo-sama advances to the next round!"
"Alright Piccolo-sama!" yelled Goten.
"Great match guys!," called Bra. Piccolo and Juuhachigou went over to the stands to sit. Piccolo, like Vegeta, picked a place away from the others to sit and meditate. Juuhachigou went to sit with Krillin obviously peeved at getting a ring out in the first match.
"And next up," called Videl," are Trunks and Yamcha!''
Trunks and Yamcha stood in the ring facing each other and warming up. Trunks stretched and Yamcha tightened the belt on his orange and blue gi. They took a fighting stance as they waited on Videl's signal.
"And," she called," FIGHT!!"
He stood his ground as Yamcha shot at him, picking up speed. He stopped 5 feet from Trunks and fired a blast. Trunks stepped to the side as it blew past and hit a giant rock formation. Yamcha gritted his teeth and came at Trunks with a punch and kick combo. He did nothing but block and dodge as Yamcha kept up his attack. They got in a tight lock and Yamcha was beginning to get angry.
"Why aren't you attacking? Are you trying to make me look like a fool?"
He shook his head. "No need. You can do that by yourself."
Yamcha growled as him and Trunks shot apart.
Yamcha was breathing heavily as Trunks just stood there completely calm.
"What's he doing?" said Marron," Why isn't he attacking?"
"Yeah,"said Pan," he's just standing there. Why doesn't he do something?"
"You think something's wrong with him Goten?" asked Bra.
Goten shook his head. "He's just strategizing," he smiled,"He knows he can beat Yamcha, but if he isn't allowed to go Super Saiyan, it will take more attack energy out of him. He can't fight Piccolo as a Super Saiyan either, even if Piccolo is as strong or stronger than a Super Saiyan."
"But why? "asked Bra,"That's not fair."
Goten shrugged, "Those are the rules. But Trunks is smart. He knows he'll need a lot more energy in the next round than this one. So he's letting Yamcha wear himself out a little before he beats him. He'll probably try to for a ring out instead of a K.O.."
Just then, they turned to see Trunks grab Yamcha, who was charging him, by the shirt and try to toss him out of the ring. It almost worked, but Yamcha flew up, avoiding the ground by inches. From there he launched several more ki blast, all which Trunks deflected. Yamcha came right after the blast and finally landed a punch on Trunks' face, splitting his lip and sending him flying to the other side of the ring. Trunks caught himself and landed in a ready stance.
"So,"said Yamcha," You ready to fight now?"
Trunks smirked, "Fine. Enough games. You want to lose now, then let's get it over with."
Yamcha scowled, obviously a little more than angry. He launched himself at Trunks without thinking.
Trunks flew backwards to the edge of the ring then straight up. Yamcha followed him, just as Trunks was sure he would.
'Yes,' thought Trunks,' He's too enraged to think clearly. Now I should have no trouble dumping him outside the boundaries.'
With that, he went into a graceful dive downwards to the area right outside the ring. Yamcha, he knew, would be too focused on him to notice. He just had to make sure Yamcha crashed an inch to the left of the boundaries.
At the last possible second he swerved right. He had planed on curving up, but he hadn't gotten the right momentum and he crashed and rolled into the ground. He'd gone to the right side, meaning he was in bounds, but he hoped he hadn't touched outside when he hit. Also, that Yamcha had landed outside and wasn't coming after him right now. How embarrassing would it be to lose to him?
"Whoa!" yelled Videl," Did you see that!?! Both fighters have crashed into the ground head-first! That's gonna leave some interesting bruises on them."
Trunks pulled himself out of the dirt. He checked himself over and dust himself off. He wasn't cut anywhere but his shoulder had hit the ground pretty hard. Yamcha, however, was K.O. -ed and out of the ring.
"And Trunks goes to the next round!"said Videl. Chichi gave Yamcha a senzu bean and helped him get off the field. Trunks headed over to his friends who were all yelling and cheering.
"Trunks-kun that was cool," said Goten.
"It would have been cooler if you hadn't crashed though," said Pan.
"Yamcha went, like, BAM!!" said Marron, slamming her fist onto her flat palm.
"Niisan your the coolest,"said Bra, hugging him around his waist.
"Thanks Bra,"he said, smiling down at her.
"Trunks!!" yelled a voice from behind them. They turned to see Bulma coming up the bleachers to them.
"Are you okay?" she gasped, out of breath from running, as she reached them.
"I'm fine Kaasan," he said embarrassed as she looked him over.
"Kaasan! Did you see how cool that was!?" said Bra.
"Yeah," she said," Real cool. And when you get yourself killed I'm sure that'll be real cool too. You probably gave poor Yamcha a concussion."
"Opps," he said.
"Well, I gotta go back down. Do you want a senzu?'' He shook his head. She sighed, "Fine. Good luck in you match Goten."
"Oh yeah," Goten said," That's right. Me and Tousan are up next."
"Good luck,"said Trunks as Goten followed Bulma to the ring.
A/N : Well, looks like the first father-son fight is up next, but I'll bet it won't be the last! How will this clash of Son family strength end? No one knows yet but me! The fanfic writer!
To find out sooner, review!
If you don't want to know at all, review anyway!
If you think this sucks, review!
If you think I'm a desperate loser for pleading for reviews, go to hell! But first, review!