Chapter Twelve - Pure Determination

"Ladies and gentlemen wasn't that an amazing match!" the announcer cried. The crowd let out a tremendous cheer. "Alright! I think you'll love this next match, Videl Vs. Spoppovitch!" The cheers grew louder.

"Wow Videl," Krillin began. "You've got a lot of fans."

"Of course she does." Hercule said. "She's the daughter of the world's strongest man after all!"

"You really should have paid more attention to the other matches." Krillin said under his breath. The two made their way to the ring, the whole time Hercule was smiling.

Goku's eyes suddenly got a bit wider. "Hey, did you guys just feel that?"

"Yeah." Trunks said. "Spoppovitch's power just jumped up."

Goku nodded, "So did Videl's."

"Wow, she's stronger than I'd thought..." Gohan said.

"You're quite a trainer Gohan." Goku said.

Gohan smiled while Hercule stared at them.

"Alright, Match seven..... Begin!" the announcer cried. As Videl took her fighting stance the sound of the crowd soared.

Suddenly Videl was on the move running full speed across the ring. As she reached the unmoving Spoppovitch she jumped into the air and did a spinning kick slamming the right heel of her foot into Spoppovitch's face. The big man barely moved. As soon as her feet hit the ground she threw a hard right hook hitting him in the stomach, again with little affect.

There was a loud crack as Spoppovitch's left fist impacted with Videl's face sending her rocketing down the ring. She hit the ground bounced, hit again and skidded to a stop. Somewhat shake she climbed slowly back to her feet, Spoppovitch was now walking slowly toward her. /Man, what a punch./ she thought.

Again she charged toward him attacking with a jump kick to the chest, this time he stumbled backward and the grin that had been on his face so far wavered. Videl didn't give him time to recover and quickly hit him square in the chest with a series of punches followed by an uppercut to his jaw which picked him up off the ground. A second later he hit the ring floor with a thunderous crash.

He laid still for a moment and then leapt to his feet seemingly un-harmed, the grin back on his face. Again his large fist lanced out this time hitting Videl in the stomach. As she doubled over he wrapped his other hand around Videl's head. He lifted her in the air, pulled back his free arm, let go, and slammed his fist into her again. She landed a few feet away barely moving.

Struggling to stand she started to push herself back onto her feet. She'd managed to get to her knees when Spoppovitch reached her and slammed a large foot into her stomach once, twice, three times knocking her back onto the ground.

"This doesn't make any sense." Goku said. "Spoppovitch wasn't this strong a few years ago. Videl shouldn't be having this much trouble."

"I know." Hercule said. Goku and the others looked over at him. "I fought Spoppovitch at the last tournament, granted his muscles were smaller and he had more hair, but he was a weakling..."

The crowd cringed as Spoppovitch stomped on Videl's head. "Hey!" Gohan yelled. "There's no need for that!"

"Yeah, fight fair you punk!" Hercule yelled out too.

Hercule and Gohan's shouts distracted Spoppovitch for a second, which was just enough time for Videl to roll away from him. She brought her legs around and swept his out from under him and stood. He caught himself on the way down and pushed himself back onto his feet in one fluid motion.

/This isn't working./ Videl thought panting. /I'm barely hurting him but he's tearing into me./ She looked up at the sky for a second and an idea hit her. Focusing she floated slowly into the air, first only a few inches and then a few feet until she was high above the ring.

"Amazing!" the announcer yelled. "Videl has taken to the air in an attempt to escape from Spoppovitch! This shouldn't be a very surprising feat as a large number of our fighters today have done the same thing! Wait a moment, it looks like Spoppovitch is doing something!"

Hercule's stare shifted from Videl to Spoppovitch as he too began to lift into the air. "H... How... people can't.... people can't fly...." he stammered.

Videl stared wide eyed as Spoppovitch floated up to where she hovered and then went above her. Smiling and laughing he aimed his palm down at Videl as dark purple energy began to flow around it. "Oh no!" Krillin cried. "He's going to fire an energy wave!"

"Videl, get out of the way!" Gohan yelled.

She started to move but the blast surged forth and slammed into her head-on knocking her back down into the ring. Spoppovitch landed near the rings edge and watched the un-moving Videl as the announcer recovered his ability to speak.

"I'm not sure what just happened but Videl's not moving. I guess I should start the count. 1...2...3...4...5...6...7...8... Wait, she's moving! Videl's getting back up, she's one determined girl!" The crowd let out a roar of cheers and applause as Videl returned to her feet.

/I can't lose... I guess... there's only one choice./ She stared at the once more unmoving Spoppovitch on the opposite side of the ring as her injured body painfully took on the required stance. The dust at her feet lifted slightly off the ring floor as a faint glow formed around her body.

"Is that what I think it is?" Trunks asked.

Gohan nodded. "Yep. I hope she can handle it as injured as she is."

"Handle what?" Hercule asked. "She's not even moving."

A small ball of blue light formed between Videl's cupped hands. "Kaaaaaaaaaa!" her shirt began to flap wildly. "Meeeeeeeee!" the dust storm grew taller around her. "Haaaaaaaaa!" the glow grew brighter and took on a light purple color. "Meeeeeeee!" the small ball of blue light began to get bigger and brighter. "Haaaaaaaaaaaaaa!" she screamed as she thrust her palms forward firing the stream of blue energy.

The ring beneath the stream cracked and buckled as the blue light bathed the arena. Spoppovitch reached out both hands and caught the wave as Videl continued to pour everything she had into it. Gohan and the others watched in shock as Spoppovitch began to walk toward Videl pushing the Kamehameha wave back toward her.

"Wow!" The announcer cried. "Ladies and Gentlemen, if I'm not mistaken Videl has just used the legendary Kamehameha wave, the signature move of the Turtle Hermit Master Roshi! A move not seen in the tournament in many years indeed!"

"The Komohamywhat?" Hercule asked staring bug eyed.

"Oh wow!" Trunks said, "Videl's power's growing, but how?"

"Pure determination." Vegeta said. "She's got the fighters spirit. I'm actually impressed."

Back in the ring Spoppovitch's feet were still moving but he wasn't. The force of the wave was starting to push him back. A look of disbelief settled onto his face as he continued to try and push the wave. Suddenly a surge of energy flowed down the wave and slammed into him. That was it, he was knocked backward and the wave overtook him completely.

As soon as she saw this Videl stopped the attack and a moment later Spoppovitch landed outside the ring. His clothes torn and smoke floating off of him he stood back up. "No way." Videl panted. "What's he made of? Well, at least I won..."

"Hey, what's he doing?!" Krillin yelled as Spoppovitch stepped back into the ring and started walking toward Videl.

"This isn't good." Gohan said. "I've got to stop him, she's got nothing left to fight with." With that he walked out into the arena and began to make his way toward Spoppovitch.

Suddenly, "Hey, you lost, now get out of the ring! There's still one more match to go before the next round and I'd like to get to it before I rust!" Matrix yelled.

/Before she rusts?/ Trunks thought. /Could she... no, it's not possible. It must be something else./

Back in the ring Spoppovitch stopped his approach and floated out of the ring and over to where the others were. Gohan continued out to the ring and helped Videl back toward the building. "That was a great fight." he said. "You were amazing."

"Thanks." She said blushing. "Hey, was my father?"

Gohan glanced behind him and saw Hercule walking toward Spoppovitch. "Oh-no"

"Hey! What did you think you going to do in there huh!?" he yelled. "I'm going to..."

He stopped as a hand grabbed his shoulder. "It's over, leave it be. Unless you want to be disqualified."

Hercule turned to see the red haired Hiroshi. "Who are you?" he demanded.

"Your opponent, that is, if you're still in the tournament when the match starts."

Hercule stared at him for a moment then smiled. "You know, you're right. He's not worth get disqualified. Thanks kid." and he walked over to the announcer and talked to him.

"Ladies and Gentlemen. Hercule has just asked if we would mind postponing the first match of round two so that Videl's injuries can be looked at. What do you say?" The audience left out cheers of agreement. "That's great! Alright then, after this next match we'll take a half hours break. It's time for the last match of round one, Hercule Vs. Hiroshi!"