"Dragonball AS: 32nd Budokai Saga"
Chapter 36- "Primal Fury"
By- Tiny
Kimuchi and Berge walked into the ring slowly, allowing the crowd to get a good look at them before they began their match. Kimuchi was the older by a year, at age five, and looked every bit like his father, minus the fact his hair was dark red. He was clad in a pair of loose black pants and equally dark boots, topped off with a red tank top to show off his already sculpted figure. The young boy's blue eyes sparkled with excitement at the prospect of a good fight, and it was clear the younger boy expected just as much of a challenge.
Berge was only four years old, the youngest of the Saiya-jin in the tournament, but that was of little importance considering who his father was. Berge's hair was spiky like Gohan's had been at the Cell Games, only a dark brown color, and his green eyes burned with a fire that only a Saiya-jin could contain within. The small boy was clad in a pair of white pants tied together by a red sash, much like his father's old outfit, and wore two golden bands on his arms just for show. All in all, both looked to be quite imposing despite their small size.
"Alright boys, let's have a good clean fight," Bardock smiled, "FIGHT!!!"
In a flash, the two boys disappeared from the view of everyone not watching the view screens, save the Z fighters, and assaulted each other with a deadly barrage of punches and kicks. Energy crackled all around the two boys, who hadn't even transformed yet, as they sent blow after blow at each other, neither one letting up even an inch as they waged war against each other.
Kimuchi drew away from the younger boys assault and fired a good sized ki blast right in Berge's face, knocking him down to the arena floor. The younger Saiya-jin skidded hard against the tiles to almost the edge of the ring, but stopped himself just in time and flipped up into the air once again. Kimuchi charged down to attack his opponent with a kick to the head, but hit thin air as Berge phased behind him and landed a elbow into the older boy's neck.
"That was a dirty trick!" Kimuchi whined, "What'd I do to deserve that?"
"You almost caused me to ring out, that's what!" Berge growled, "That's what we like to call payback!"
"Oh yeah?" Kimuchi smirked, his aura flaring up, "Well then, let's see how you like this!!!"
Powering into the second level of Super Saiya-jin faster than the eye could see, Kimuchi slammed a foot into the younger Saiya-jin's stomach, causing him to lurch over in agony. Taking advantage of the situation, Kimuchi began to punch and kick his opponent in the upper part of his body, sending a fair amount of blood out of the young boy's mouth and nose. In one final blow, the older Saiya-jin sent his balled-up hands down on Berge's head, knocking the younger boy straight into the ring floor and even down past that.
Crossing his arms over his chest in a sign of victory, Kimuchi began to descend to the arena floor slowly. Just before he got there, however, a green energy blast emerged from the rubble, slamming hard into the older Saiya-jin's chest and knocking him back up a few feet and temporarily blinding him. When his vision finally returned to him, Kimuchi looked down to see that Berge had not only survived his onslaught relatively unscathed, but was also in the second level of Super Saiya-jin.
"Amazing, and at such a young age," Bardock gaped, "Berge is only four, the youngest here, and already at the second level! This is unheard of!"
Berge smirked at his dazed opponent as he looked down in horror at the young powerhouse as his aura crackled around him. The son of Brolly was definitely the stronger fighter, there was no denying that, but that didn't phase the son of Raditz. After all, the strongest fighter is not always victorious.
In an instant the younger fighter was charging at his older opponent, a green ball of energy charging up in his hand. As the blast headed towards Kimuchi, the older boy flicked it away into the horizon just in time to have Berge connect his fist with his stomach. Blood flew from the older boy's mouth as Berge followed up his attack with a knee to the ribs then a kick to the back of Kimuchi's head. The older boy cascaded rapidly down into the ring, dislocating the shoulder as he skidded across the tile.
"I warned you about payback, didn't I?" Berge smirked, "Do you believe me now or do you need another lesson?"
Kimuchi didn't grace the young, cocky boy's question with a response but placed his hand on his shoulder and moved the bone back into place with a sickening plop. Berge frowned as he watched the older boy charge at him full force, fist drawn back to strike the younger boy's middle. The younger boy moved himself into a defensive position and was ready to block just as Kimuchi got close, but looked in shock when the older boy's figure blurred all around him.
Not one to fall for such a trick, Berge swung around to attack Kimuchi when he came up behind him, but hit air as another after image zoomed past. Berge looked confused as he stood out of stance, just in time for Kimuchi to phase above the younger boy, an energy attack in his hand.
"Take this, shrimp!" Kimuchi screamed, "SATURDAY CRUSH!!!!"
Berge didn't have time to block the blast as it came down on his head hard, knocking the younger boy right into the arena floor and hammering him down like a nail in a piece of plywood. Kimuchi grinned widely as he saw the results of his handiwork struggling to get free, but he soon frowned as the younger boy broke free after only a few seconds. Berge was quite angry, that was for sure, and things didn't look too good for the older of the two warriors.
"That was quite a trick, but it won't work on me!" Berge growled, "Time to finish this little game."
"I couldn't agree with you more," Kimuchi chuckled, "Let's get this over with!"
Berge made the first move, sending a roundhouse kick at Kimuchi's head but fell short as the older Saiya-jin leaned back out of the way. Kimuchi retaliated quickly with a fist into his younger opponent's ribcage, which he heard crack under the immense pressure being applied to it. Blood trickled out of the younger boy's mouth as he hurtled into the air.
"THIS IS THE END, BERGE!" Kimuchi growled, his body glowing an eerie blue color, "OOZARU FURY!!!!!"
Everyone in the stadium watched in amazement as the young son of Raditz grew almost a foot in size, his power level increasing almost ten fold. Nobody could believe what they were seeing as the silhouette of a giant monkey around the young boy's body, making even the more powerful fighters shiver.
Faster than anyone could follow, save a few of the Z fighters, Kimuchi phased up above Berge, slamming a hammer blow to the top of his head. The younger fighter cascaded rapidly down, smashing into the arena floor hard. Giant chunks of shrapnel flew out from the ring, missing the crowd thanks to the energy shields in place, as the older of the two boys descended into the ring.
"It looks like Berge is down, ladies and gentlemen," Bardock gulped, "I'll start the count. 1...2...3...."
"I...can't....give up..." Berge groaned, "Father would be...disappointed...."
"...4....5....6...."
"I will not be beaten like this!" Berge snarled, "Not by a third class nobody!"
"...7...8...9..."
In a tremendous burst of power, Berge flew up out of his crater and landed feet first on the ring floor, blood coming out of every place imaginable. His clothes were torn and tattered, as were his opponents, but there was still enough to cover what needed not be seen. Fire roared behind the boy's black eyes, as he had dropped out of Super Saiya-jin form, and if looks could've killed, then Kimuchi would've dropped dead already.
"Hah! Thought you had me beaten, didn't you?" Berge chuckled, "This must be ever so disappointing for you!"
"Actually, he does have you beaten," Bardock interrupted, "I said ten just before you came out of the crater. You lose by count of ten."
"NO!!!!!" Berge whined, "Dad's gonna kill me!!!!!"
Kimuchi laughed as he himself fell out of his Super Saiya-jin form, rolling on the arena floor as some medics came out to escort both boys to a rejuvenation tank. The wait after that seemed to take forever but after about an hour of repairs to the broken up ring, Bardock finally came back out to announce the final match of the quarter finals.
"Ladies and gentlemen, I know you must've enjoyed those last two bouts, but I can promise you that this one will knock your socks off!" the Saiya-jin grinned, "In this round we have Medon, son of Gohan and Videl Son, versus Apio, son of a newcomer to this tournament named Diive. Let's hear it for these two great warriors!"
The crowd roared with excitement as the two boys stepped out into the sunlight, walking up to the ring with looks of determination plastered on their faces. Medon greatly resembled his father, with a haircut like Gohan had had back when they fought Buu, only his eyes were a crystal blue color. His gi was different than his cousin's had been, as he wore a simple blue gi with a red belt around the waist, like Gohan's old training uniform.
Apio didn't wear a gi exactly, but his clothes would serve the same purpose during his match. The son of Diive was clad in the bottom part of a black body suit with no shirt over top of it, showing off the young boy's muscles. Apio's hair was a dark blue color, coming down on his back in a ponytail, but with the top part reaching up like Vegeta's would have. The young Saiya-jin's own eyes were coal black, just like his father's but the fire that had been present in the other's eyes was just a clear to see.
As the two boy's stepped into the arena, they both slid out into stance, staring each other down for a little while before they started the fight. Both had almost identical smirks on their face as they felt assured of victory. Medon may have been older and the most powerful of the young hybrids, but Apio was smaller and more agile, giving him a bit of an edge the older warrior couldn't match.
"You know I am going to win this, don't you?" Medon smirked, "I was trained by the best, after all."
"In your dreams, pal," Apio laughed, "You couldn't hit the broad side of a barn!"
"Oh, we'll see about that kiddo," Medon chuckled, preparing to pounce, "Won't we, my crazy little friend?"
"I guess we will," Apio nodded, "Right now!"
In an instant the two boys were airborne, sending blow after blow in each other's direction as they got warmed up. The final match of the quarter finals was underway...
NEXT TIME: The quarter finals are almost over, with Boxer facing Goken in the semi's, but who will Kimuchi be pitted up against? Will Medon, the older fighter, be victorious over his young opponent, or will Apio take the cocky Saiya-jin hybrid by surprise? More importantly, what was that technique that Kimuchi used in his match against Berge? Find out in the next installment of Dragonball AS!!!!!