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CHAPTER 17 : Sudden Death!! Mortal Combat of Trunks and Lurasia!!
Trunks had joined his father in the gravity room. Both were warming up without talking to each other. In fact, they weren't even looking at one another. While Vegeta was exercising his body, Trunks took a while to relax his mind.
As he meditated, he formed a picture of Lurasia in his mind.
He'd thought he could trust her. He'd thought he'd finally found someone to talk to. But she had betrayed him. And it seemed his father knew she was going to.
'But how?' he thought, ' I always knew my father could read people surprisingly well, but still...'
"Are you ready?" his father's voice interrupting his thoughts.
Trunks nodded. "Hai, Otousan. I am ready."
Vegeta smirked. "We'll see."
~~~
Lurasia and her family headed towards the palace's battle field.
"So," Gwon said, "your really going through with this?"
"Yeah," agreed Ed," It IS risky."
"Don't worry," snapped Lurasia," Otousan and I can handle it fine."
"Well you'd better," said Geia,"I don't particularly feel like dying today."
"Look, just leave the fighting to me. Those two losers are going down."
But even as she said it, she felt the doubt seeping into her thoughts. She wasn't completely sure how strong they were, but her and her father had to be stronger. They had been the strongest fighters by far on their planet. The Surgarians were stronger than humans so they had genetics on their side. She had already affirmed in her mind that she would kill Trunks without thinking. Or at least she tried.
True, she had only wanted to get the information that would tell her and her father if they could defeat them. But she had discovered something else. Something she hadn't expected.
There was one part of her story that was true, she hardly felt a closeness with her father outside of fighting. She had wanted something more between them than that. The knowledge that if she was unable to fight, that he would still love her. She sensed the same feeling in Trunks. In this way, she had felt a strange connection to him. A life-long trust made from mutual life situations, even though they hadn't known each other over a month.
Durk noticed a far away look in Lurasia's eyes.
"Hey," he barked, shaking her back to reality," Don't start mind drifting again. Remember, we have a mission. There is no room for error."
She nodded, "I know that. You don't have to remind me every two seconds. You just focus on your opponent and I'll worry about mine."
"Humph," he muttered. "Focus on my opponent." Thing was, he had been focusing on Vegeta. Perhaps a little too much. He wasn't completely sure he could defeat him, not like he'd been sure before. But he couldn't confess that to Lurasia, when she herself, seemed so confident of her win against the prince.
However, as most scheming minds do, he thought of a plan to get him out of this mess. And he was certain it would work. He'd have to make Vegeta an offer. An offer he couldn't refuse. (A/N: Sorry! I've just always wanted to use that line in a story! ::cheesy grin::)
"Vegeta," he said casually, walking up beside him, "are you prepared to give up the throne?"
"Humph," he smirked," I'm not worried at all about losing it. I just can't believe you'd be stupid enough to sacrifice your daughter."
He smiled, "Do you really think she has so little hope of winning?"
"Of course. My son may not be the best at keeping his mouth shut, but he can easily defeat your brat."
"Oh? "he growled," If your so sure, why don't we just let them settle this for us?"
Vegeta paused, considering. "Sounds intriguing. What did you have in mind?"
Durk smirked, "Why don't we just let them fight. Which ever wins will get everything." As he said it, he prayed he had assumed right. That Vegeta would be too prideful to seemingly admit that he couldn't trust his son to win to a girl.
"Sure," said Vegeta, showing all signs of complete confidence. However, in his mind he was busy calculating, 'He might be hiding something. He wouldn't put it all on that witch of a daughter of his if he wasn't confident of her abilities.
'However, I am also confident of my brat. He might just be grabbing at loose ends. Trying to make himself seem bigger than he really is. Well, I guess I'll have to teach him something about size.'
Durk smiled to himself as he walked away, feeling already the joy that would come at seeing the death of Vegeta and his son. 'Now,' he thought, 'victory will be mine!'
~~~
Trunks took a deep breath, trying to steady his nerves. His father had just informed him of the new plan: Sudden Death. He supposed there wasn't that much of a change. It was going to be a fight to the death anyway. Unless one of them decided to let the other live and just humiliate them. Which, in front of their fathers, was probably worse than death.
Only now, if he lost, there was no chance for his father to save the throne. It would be over. And it would be all his fault.
However, he did feel a sense of pride that his father did believe in him. That he could win by himself. Of course, it was a girl (a/n: Hey! what's that supposed to mean!?) and Trunks himself, his father knew, was a very formidable fighter, despite what he would say in public.
"Are you ready?"
Trunks turned to see his grandfather.
"Hai," Trunks said, nodding.
"And are you confident, Young Vegeta?" he asked.
Trunks stared hard at the battle field. He thought about how strong Lurasia could possibly be. He wondered if he'd have the nerve to- well, he didn't want to think about what he had to do.
"Hai. I am confident." 'Hey,' he thought, 'If I could kill that man before, it should be no problem to do it again, right?' Vejita smiled.
"I give you my blessing," he turned Trunks to face him.
"Durk was one of my trusted advisors. I'd almost call him a friend. But now he has shown his true colors." He stared deep into his grandson's eyes. "Whatever you do, you have my blessing. And your father's as well, although he won't admit it. I wish you luck."
Trunks heard the sincerity of his words, and he appreciated them. "Domo arigatou gozimasu. I will keep the family honor."
"Then go," said Vejita, "It is time."
Trunks approached the field, his tail tightened around his waist in tension. All around him in the stands sat eager Saiyans awaiting a death match. The two suns of New Vejita-sei glowed on the horizon. Across the field, standing ready, was Lurasia.
No words were spoken, the looks on their faces said enough. They took ready poses as they awaited the sound of a ki blast from the side that would mark the beginning of the match.
Trunks dug his feet into the red dirt of the earth underneath, his ki pulsating with tension. Lurasia, poised and ready stared back into him.
"You will fight to the death," said Vejita from the sideline, "It's a free for all match. Begin....NOW!" With that he launched a ki blast into the air, signaling the start of the fight.
Trunks and Lurasia didn't move. They stood stock still, staring each other down.
Simultaneously, they released to Super Saiyan, still unmoving.
"Suppose you want to start off big," said Lurasia, "That's fine with me."
"The sooner this is over with the better," growled Trunks, "I won't waste time." Without anymore warning, he shot off at Lurasia, ready to plow into her. She didn't flinch as Trunks blazed though her after image.
'Crap,' thought Trunks, 'Where'd she go?' He turned in time to catch her incoming blow. He swung at her and she caught it as well. They stayed locked, pushing against each other. Trunks began to make her recede back. Reactively, she shifted her weight to flip over him. They aimed kicks to each other at the same time, locking legs with a bone shattering crash. They flipped back wards and rushed at each other. In the air, Lurasia matched all of Trunks' blows as he did hers. The power levels of them appeared to be dead even. Breaking apart, they landed and faced each other.
Trunks stared at her closely. 'Damn' he thought, ' She's barely broken a sweat.' He on the other hand already had perspiration glistening down his cheek. He didn't know through if it was from the fight or his nerves. However, he wasn't done powering up yet.
He let on more of his Saiyan energy, bringing him to the level just before Super Saiyan 2. Surprisingly to him, she also pushed her energy to that limit.
"What's wrong?" she asked at the look on his face, "Thought I hadn't been holding back on you? Well your wrong!" The wind whipped around them in swirls of brick red dust. "You can't win Trunks," she smirked.
Trunks scowled, "Let's find out."
Again they arrayed in a series of attacks, matching each other closely. Then, raising her power even more, Lurasia broke in and landed five smooth punches that sent Trunks to the ground.
He rose himself on his forearm, spitting out dirt and a little blood. He picked himself off the ground and continued to attack. He landed a kick to her stomach and she elbowed him in his back. Trunks flipped her to land in the dirt, making a Lurasia-shaped crater. She tried to breathe after having the wind knocked out of her.
Before she had the chance to recover, he brought his elbow slamming into her chest, cracking her ribs. She growled in pain. Releasing more energy, she threw him off, then tackled him into his own ditch. Trunks was caught off guard at the surprise attack and he didn't think she'd recover so quickly.
He was stunned as she pummeled him into the dirt. Quickly gathering energy, she launched a large ki attack at him, which hit him full force. Clouds of dust rose up and no one could really see either of them.
*Hey Trunks, ya there?*
*Huh? Goten! Nani?!*
*Good, your still conscious.*
*Of course I'm still- wait. What are you doing here?*
*I'm here for support. I couldn't leave you bro. *
*Thanks Goten.* Before he could say anything else, he had to dodge as Lurasia came after him with more attacks. After her ki blast, he had a more difficult time avoiding her.
Finally, he thought he had found an opening. He put everything he had into the attack as he launched it at her.
"Big Bang Attack!" The blast shot right at her, hitting her head-on, and streaming through her. 'Another after image!' he thought angrily. Before he could turn, she caught him in the full nelson. He struggled to break her grip, trying to push his energy higher. But she continued to keep a strong hold on him.
"Give it up. You'll never break free. My people are well known for their amazingly strong arms." She was right about that, Her arms were much stronger than you'd think, judging by their slenderness. Trunks trying with one more attempt to break free. Instead though, he heard a sickening snap as his right upper arm broke in half, popping out of place.
He gritted his teeth hard, refusing to scream. He would not give her that pleasure. Above him, she laughed, still not releasing him. He let his head fall down. As he stared down, he felt utterly defeated. How could he lose to such a witch? Then, he noticed something. Something wonderful. Her tail was hanging loose. Loose enough, for him to grab it. With his good arm, he stretched out and in her mirth, Lurasia didn't notice.
Finally, he clasped his hand around the furry trophy. Her laughter immediately stopped. She dropped him to the floor as he kept a tight rein on her tail.
"Aahhgg. You little.."
"Ha ha. Got ya." He yanked as hard as he could, smirking as she cried in pain. He heard Goten speaking to him, but it sounded far off. He was too busy to deal with it right now. Whatever it was, it would have to wait. Trunks took this opportunity to begin to gather some energy. Before he was ready, he heard a pop, as her tail came out.
Trunks didn't wait for her to recover, he kicked her down, smashing her head against the ground.
"Galic Gun Fire!" he yelled, sending her flying across the field, which was now so torn up you'd never guess in was once flat. She hit a rock that had been forced up from the ground, sinking to the dirt.
He rubbed the blood that was steaming into his eyes away from his face. Breathing heavily, he made his way over the rocks to where she was beginning to pull herself together. He knew he could end it now. He began to gather his energy for the last attack.
A/N: Yay! Go Trunks! Kick her azz!! Hope you liked it! Please R&R!!
Disclaimer: I do!!! I do own DBZ!!! ::wakes up:: Drat! It was just a dream.
CHAPTER 17 : Sudden Death!! Mortal Combat of Trunks and Lurasia!!
Trunks had joined his father in the gravity room. Both were warming up without talking to each other. In fact, they weren't even looking at one another. While Vegeta was exercising his body, Trunks took a while to relax his mind.
As he meditated, he formed a picture of Lurasia in his mind.
He'd thought he could trust her. He'd thought he'd finally found someone to talk to. But she had betrayed him. And it seemed his father knew she was going to.
'But how?' he thought, ' I always knew my father could read people surprisingly well, but still...'
"Are you ready?" his father's voice interrupting his thoughts.
Trunks nodded. "Hai, Otousan. I am ready."
Vegeta smirked. "We'll see."
~~~
Lurasia and her family headed towards the palace's battle field.
"So," Gwon said, "your really going through with this?"
"Yeah," agreed Ed," It IS risky."
"Don't worry," snapped Lurasia," Otousan and I can handle it fine."
"Well you'd better," said Geia,"I don't particularly feel like dying today."
"Look, just leave the fighting to me. Those two losers are going down."
But even as she said it, she felt the doubt seeping into her thoughts. She wasn't completely sure how strong they were, but her and her father had to be stronger. They had been the strongest fighters by far on their planet. The Surgarians were stronger than humans so they had genetics on their side. She had already affirmed in her mind that she would kill Trunks without thinking. Or at least she tried.
True, she had only wanted to get the information that would tell her and her father if they could defeat them. But she had discovered something else. Something she hadn't expected.
There was one part of her story that was true, she hardly felt a closeness with her father outside of fighting. She had wanted something more between them than that. The knowledge that if she was unable to fight, that he would still love her. She sensed the same feeling in Trunks. In this way, she had felt a strange connection to him. A life-long trust made from mutual life situations, even though they hadn't known each other over a month.
Durk noticed a far away look in Lurasia's eyes.
"Hey," he barked, shaking her back to reality," Don't start mind drifting again. Remember, we have a mission. There is no room for error."
She nodded, "I know that. You don't have to remind me every two seconds. You just focus on your opponent and I'll worry about mine."
"Humph," he muttered. "Focus on my opponent." Thing was, he had been focusing on Vegeta. Perhaps a little too much. He wasn't completely sure he could defeat him, not like he'd been sure before. But he couldn't confess that to Lurasia, when she herself, seemed so confident of her win against the prince.
However, as most scheming minds do, he thought of a plan to get him out of this mess. And he was certain it would work. He'd have to make Vegeta an offer. An offer he couldn't refuse. (A/N: Sorry! I've just always wanted to use that line in a story! ::cheesy grin::)
"Vegeta," he said casually, walking up beside him, "are you prepared to give up the throne?"
"Humph," he smirked," I'm not worried at all about losing it. I just can't believe you'd be stupid enough to sacrifice your daughter."
He smiled, "Do you really think she has so little hope of winning?"
"Of course. My son may not be the best at keeping his mouth shut, but he can easily defeat your brat."
"Oh? "he growled," If your so sure, why don't we just let them settle this for us?"
Vegeta paused, considering. "Sounds intriguing. What did you have in mind?"
Durk smirked, "Why don't we just let them fight. Which ever wins will get everything." As he said it, he prayed he had assumed right. That Vegeta would be too prideful to seemingly admit that he couldn't trust his son to win to a girl.
"Sure," said Vegeta, showing all signs of complete confidence. However, in his mind he was busy calculating, 'He might be hiding something. He wouldn't put it all on that witch of a daughter of his if he wasn't confident of her abilities.
'However, I am also confident of my brat. He might just be grabbing at loose ends. Trying to make himself seem bigger than he really is. Well, I guess I'll have to teach him something about size.'
Durk smiled to himself as he walked away, feeling already the joy that would come at seeing the death of Vegeta and his son. 'Now,' he thought, 'victory will be mine!'
~~~
Trunks took a deep breath, trying to steady his nerves. His father had just informed him of the new plan: Sudden Death. He supposed there wasn't that much of a change. It was going to be a fight to the death anyway. Unless one of them decided to let the other live and just humiliate them. Which, in front of their fathers, was probably worse than death.
Only now, if he lost, there was no chance for his father to save the throne. It would be over. And it would be all his fault.
However, he did feel a sense of pride that his father did believe in him. That he could win by himself. Of course, it was a girl (a/n: Hey! what's that supposed to mean!?) and Trunks himself, his father knew, was a very formidable fighter, despite what he would say in public.
"Are you ready?"
Trunks turned to see his grandfather.
"Hai," Trunks said, nodding.
"And are you confident, Young Vegeta?" he asked.
Trunks stared hard at the battle field. He thought about how strong Lurasia could possibly be. He wondered if he'd have the nerve to- well, he didn't want to think about what he had to do.
"Hai. I am confident." 'Hey,' he thought, 'If I could kill that man before, it should be no problem to do it again, right?' Vejita smiled.
"I give you my blessing," he turned Trunks to face him.
"Durk was one of my trusted advisors. I'd almost call him a friend. But now he has shown his true colors." He stared deep into his grandson's eyes. "Whatever you do, you have my blessing. And your father's as well, although he won't admit it. I wish you luck."
Trunks heard the sincerity of his words, and he appreciated them. "Domo arigatou gozimasu. I will keep the family honor."
"Then go," said Vejita, "It is time."
Trunks approached the field, his tail tightened around his waist in tension. All around him in the stands sat eager Saiyans awaiting a death match. The two suns of New Vejita-sei glowed on the horizon. Across the field, standing ready, was Lurasia.
No words were spoken, the looks on their faces said enough. They took ready poses as they awaited the sound of a ki blast from the side that would mark the beginning of the match.
Trunks dug his feet into the red dirt of the earth underneath, his ki pulsating with tension. Lurasia, poised and ready stared back into him.
"You will fight to the death," said Vejita from the sideline, "It's a free for all match. Begin....NOW!" With that he launched a ki blast into the air, signaling the start of the fight.
Trunks and Lurasia didn't move. They stood stock still, staring each other down.
Simultaneously, they released to Super Saiyan, still unmoving.
"Suppose you want to start off big," said Lurasia, "That's fine with me."
"The sooner this is over with the better," growled Trunks, "I won't waste time." Without anymore warning, he shot off at Lurasia, ready to plow into her. She didn't flinch as Trunks blazed though her after image.
'Crap,' thought Trunks, 'Where'd she go?' He turned in time to catch her incoming blow. He swung at her and she caught it as well. They stayed locked, pushing against each other. Trunks began to make her recede back. Reactively, she shifted her weight to flip over him. They aimed kicks to each other at the same time, locking legs with a bone shattering crash. They flipped back wards and rushed at each other. In the air, Lurasia matched all of Trunks' blows as he did hers. The power levels of them appeared to be dead even. Breaking apart, they landed and faced each other.
Trunks stared at her closely. 'Damn' he thought, ' She's barely broken a sweat.' He on the other hand already had perspiration glistening down his cheek. He didn't know through if it was from the fight or his nerves. However, he wasn't done powering up yet.
He let on more of his Saiyan energy, bringing him to the level just before Super Saiyan 2. Surprisingly to him, she also pushed her energy to that limit.
"What's wrong?" she asked at the look on his face, "Thought I hadn't been holding back on you? Well your wrong!" The wind whipped around them in swirls of brick red dust. "You can't win Trunks," she smirked.
Trunks scowled, "Let's find out."
Again they arrayed in a series of attacks, matching each other closely. Then, raising her power even more, Lurasia broke in and landed five smooth punches that sent Trunks to the ground.
He rose himself on his forearm, spitting out dirt and a little blood. He picked himself off the ground and continued to attack. He landed a kick to her stomach and she elbowed him in his back. Trunks flipped her to land in the dirt, making a Lurasia-shaped crater. She tried to breathe after having the wind knocked out of her.
Before she had the chance to recover, he brought his elbow slamming into her chest, cracking her ribs. She growled in pain. Releasing more energy, she threw him off, then tackled him into his own ditch. Trunks was caught off guard at the surprise attack and he didn't think she'd recover so quickly.
He was stunned as she pummeled him into the dirt. Quickly gathering energy, she launched a large ki attack at him, which hit him full force. Clouds of dust rose up and no one could really see either of them.
*Hey Trunks, ya there?*
*Huh? Goten! Nani?!*
*Good, your still conscious.*
*Of course I'm still- wait. What are you doing here?*
*I'm here for support. I couldn't leave you bro. *
*Thanks Goten.* Before he could say anything else, he had to dodge as Lurasia came after him with more attacks. After her ki blast, he had a more difficult time avoiding her.
Finally, he thought he had found an opening. He put everything he had into the attack as he launched it at her.
"Big Bang Attack!" The blast shot right at her, hitting her head-on, and streaming through her. 'Another after image!' he thought angrily. Before he could turn, she caught him in the full nelson. He struggled to break her grip, trying to push his energy higher. But she continued to keep a strong hold on him.
"Give it up. You'll never break free. My people are well known for their amazingly strong arms." She was right about that, Her arms were much stronger than you'd think, judging by their slenderness. Trunks trying with one more attempt to break free. Instead though, he heard a sickening snap as his right upper arm broke in half, popping out of place.
He gritted his teeth hard, refusing to scream. He would not give her that pleasure. Above him, she laughed, still not releasing him. He let his head fall down. As he stared down, he felt utterly defeated. How could he lose to such a witch? Then, he noticed something. Something wonderful. Her tail was hanging loose. Loose enough, for him to grab it. With his good arm, he stretched out and in her mirth, Lurasia didn't notice.
Finally, he clasped his hand around the furry trophy. Her laughter immediately stopped. She dropped him to the floor as he kept a tight rein on her tail.
"Aahhgg. You little.."
"Ha ha. Got ya." He yanked as hard as he could, smirking as she cried in pain. He heard Goten speaking to him, but it sounded far off. He was too busy to deal with it right now. Whatever it was, it would have to wait. Trunks took this opportunity to begin to gather some energy. Before he was ready, he heard a pop, as her tail came out.
Trunks didn't wait for her to recover, he kicked her down, smashing her head against the ground.
"Galic Gun Fire!" he yelled, sending her flying across the field, which was now so torn up you'd never guess in was once flat. She hit a rock that had been forced up from the ground, sinking to the dirt.
He rubbed the blood that was steaming into his eyes away from his face. Breathing heavily, he made his way over the rocks to where she was beginning to pull herself together. He knew he could end it now. He began to gather his energy for the last attack.
A/N: Yay! Go Trunks! Kick her azz!! Hope you liked it! Please R&R!!