AN: Domo arigato Hades, Spooky Fyre (aww!!! Thank you so much!!!),
Prophetess Of Hearts (Yea, Goku lost his tail after the first saga in
Dragonball… it comes back later tho. ;) But Piccy probably won't show up
until much later), MarsMoonStar, Maddy, moon-bunny-87, and everyone else
who read. Your reviews are everything to me!!!
And I guess you've waited long enough to read, so I won't bore you anymore. ^^;;
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I was fidgety in the morning. We all drove to the Martial Arts Center. Daddy gave me, Goku, and Krillin matching orange and blue fighting gis that we now wore.
We felt miniscule and insignificant among the mass of tall and strange fighters. Along with Yamcha, we crowded around the speaker who was explaining the rules of the Elimination Round.
"138 fighters entered the Tournament this year. Out of this will come eight who will fight in front of the audience. For the Elimination Round, you will be assigned a number and a block. There are four blocks. Two winners from each block advance. It is single elimination. You lose a match by being thrown out of the ring, knocked unconscious, or saying "I give up". There is a time limit of one minute—after that, the judges decide the winner." [AN: Can't quite remember- I know it's something like that.]
Goku ended up with #70, and Krillin got #93- both in the third block. Yamcha got #35 in the second block. I chose #126- fourth block.
"May I have numbers 69 and 70 over here please!" someone called. With little sign of nervousness, Goku climbed into the ring, facing a huge giant. The giant lunged, but Goku was too fast. "I'm over here, Mister!" he called, tapping him on the back.
Then something amazing happened. The giant stumbled, as though pushed, and fell completely out of the ring.
Goku walked away, staring at his single finger.
"Wow! Sure was lucky that guy fell out of the ring!" said Krillin.
Goku looked confused. "I don't know." Then he looked up at the two of us. "I don't think we should use our full strength, you guys."
Krillin looked shocked. I was a bit surprised myself, to say the least.
"But… why?" he said.
"Well, we've been training under some harsh conditions, and I don't think we know our own strength yet."
Just then, a bunch of bald men in yellow and orange gis approached. "Well lookie here, guys. It's our old pal Krillin!"
Krillin mumbled an inaudible "Hello".
"Well Krillin, I'm surprised you had the guts to even come to the tournament. You don't stand a chance, of course. And guess who'll have the honor of knocking you out in the first round?" The man smirked at himself. "Me."
The men walked away howling with laughter, while Krillin shook with anger or worry.
"Why do you let them push you around like that?" asked Goku.
"I used to train with them. I was always no good. I was their punching bag. They've always been stronger than me. What can I do?" he said helplessly.
"You've got to stand up for yourself, Krillin!" I said. "You're stronger than you think."
"When you get into that ring, I want you to give that bully everything you've got," said Goku.
"But I thought you just said not to use your full strength!" said Krillin.
"Well… he's the exception."
"May I have numbers 126 and 127 over here please!"
"Gotta go!" I said, already halfway there. "Wish me luck!"
"Hey, you're not getting rid of us that easily!" called Goku, as he and Krillin ran after me.
I thought I was facing a tree at first. His gi was brown, and his legs alone were twice as tall as I. His hands looked like they could crush me in an instant. I felt like a bug waited to be squashed. I swallowed hard, peering at his jeering head near the ceiling.
"You can do it, Usa!" I heard Goku yell. I felt courage begin to swell inside me.
"Fighters… BEGIN!!"
My opponent peered down at me. "Sorry to squish you, little miss," he said, in an accented voice.
I smirked. "I won't go down that easily."
With that, I ran through his legs. He stuck his head between his tree-like legs, but I was a blur in his eyes. In and out and all around I ran, much faster than he could watch. I jumped up onto his bent back to surprise him, but that jump made all the difference. Next thing I knew, he was rammed against the wall and I had won.
"Opps…" I mumbled, looking down at Goku who had an I-told-you-so look on his face.
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Krillin defeated the bully with no problem and regained his confidence quickly.
We all were rapidly advancing. Soon, we all had one match left until we could compete in the semi-finals outside. A giant with a deathly odor and a winged dinosaur won for the First Block. Yamcha and a purple haired lady for the Second. Goku and Krillin both made it for the Third. An Indian man was the first qualifier for Block Four…
I had one match to go. I faced an old man that I had heard called "Jackie Chun". I smirked. It had been easy enough so far. I looked at Goku and Krillin. They gave me another reassuring smile and a thumbs-up.
"I'm sorry, Bunny, but I can't let you face the pain and fright of the next level."
I whipped around at the sound of this whisper. But no one seemed to have said a word. I eyed Jackie Chun curiously; he looked strangely familiar…
And so we began. I quickly realized that this wouldn't be as easy as before. We circled, trying to find a weakness in or at least get a feel for the other's technique.
We charged simultaneously. He dodged my fist while I dodged his. My knee met his and his elbow met mine.
Besides my spars with Goku and Krillin (and Haruka of course), I had never met a fighter who was even near to matching my speed and skill. This old man was as fast, if not faster, than me.
Our fight continued without halt. All were gathered around us, since this was the final match of the Elimination Round. I heard Goku and Krillin cheering to my right. I fought harder.
We were moving in a blur, and I doubted many could follow our progress. At last, he was able to land a punch (in my stomach), and I fell, sliding across the ring. I was careful to stop myself before I fell out. I jumped up and was soon attacking again with greater fury.
I landed a kick and he too got thrown to the edge of the ring. But we were soon at it again.
I thought I heard someone calling for us to stop, saying our time was up. But none heeded the word. All watched with amazement. The judges couldn't decide who was ahead anyway.
But Jackie Chun and I were oblivious to this. We were in our own world. A few more times we were both knocked down, but we continued to get up. We were both bruised, with some blood here and there.
Suddenly he jumped back. I looked at him, confused.
"I'm sorry," he said in a sad voice. "Now please back up." I wouldn't have listened, but there was something strange in the way he said it. Concern and worry- about me. I took a few steps back.
With a sigh, he put his wrists together.
"Ka-" What's this?
"me-" Blue light appeared in his hands.
"ha-" What was he doing?
"me-" There was an orb of blue now.
"ha!" It flew from his hands, impacting the center of the ring. Although it didn't actually hit me, huge waves of energy rippled from the focus and pushed my small form backward through the air.
I felt something hard against my back. The wall. I slid down. The floor. I was out. I had lost.
It seemed that in a dream, Goku and the others ran over. I panted for air.
Still on the damaged ring, with his hands still in the position, Jackie Chun took slow gulps of air. No smile of victory graced his features.
"I'm sorry, Bunny, for all the pain I've caused you." It was the whisper again. My head shot up and I looked at the old man.
But his back was facing me. I sighed, deciding it must not have been him. I did not see the tear that slid down his cheek.
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AN: Yes. I was more that 2 pages. You should be proud of me!!! I just spent time that I was supposed to be doing a term paper combining two chapters and typing them for you!!! Be grateful and review!!
Unfortunately, the next chapter is short and needs work. And I have nothing written after that. So I better get my pen out and start writing again.
And if any angry Densetsu fans come at me yelling (because I do have it written, but with the limited time to type I chose this one), I'm directing them to you. ^^;;
"Your reviews are the ink for the author's pen." And I am desperately in need of ink.
Until next time, Ja ne!
~Calli-chan
And I guess you've waited long enough to read, so I won't bore you anymore. ^^;;
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I was fidgety in the morning. We all drove to the Martial Arts Center. Daddy gave me, Goku, and Krillin matching orange and blue fighting gis that we now wore.
We felt miniscule and insignificant among the mass of tall and strange fighters. Along with Yamcha, we crowded around the speaker who was explaining the rules of the Elimination Round.
"138 fighters entered the Tournament this year. Out of this will come eight who will fight in front of the audience. For the Elimination Round, you will be assigned a number and a block. There are four blocks. Two winners from each block advance. It is single elimination. You lose a match by being thrown out of the ring, knocked unconscious, or saying "I give up". There is a time limit of one minute—after that, the judges decide the winner." [AN: Can't quite remember- I know it's something like that.]
Goku ended up with #70, and Krillin got #93- both in the third block. Yamcha got #35 in the second block. I chose #126- fourth block.
"May I have numbers 69 and 70 over here please!" someone called. With little sign of nervousness, Goku climbed into the ring, facing a huge giant. The giant lunged, but Goku was too fast. "I'm over here, Mister!" he called, tapping him on the back.
Then something amazing happened. The giant stumbled, as though pushed, and fell completely out of the ring.
Goku walked away, staring at his single finger.
"Wow! Sure was lucky that guy fell out of the ring!" said Krillin.
Goku looked confused. "I don't know." Then he looked up at the two of us. "I don't think we should use our full strength, you guys."
Krillin looked shocked. I was a bit surprised myself, to say the least.
"But… why?" he said.
"Well, we've been training under some harsh conditions, and I don't think we know our own strength yet."
Just then, a bunch of bald men in yellow and orange gis approached. "Well lookie here, guys. It's our old pal Krillin!"
Krillin mumbled an inaudible "Hello".
"Well Krillin, I'm surprised you had the guts to even come to the tournament. You don't stand a chance, of course. And guess who'll have the honor of knocking you out in the first round?" The man smirked at himself. "Me."
The men walked away howling with laughter, while Krillin shook with anger or worry.
"Why do you let them push you around like that?" asked Goku.
"I used to train with them. I was always no good. I was their punching bag. They've always been stronger than me. What can I do?" he said helplessly.
"You've got to stand up for yourself, Krillin!" I said. "You're stronger than you think."
"When you get into that ring, I want you to give that bully everything you've got," said Goku.
"But I thought you just said not to use your full strength!" said Krillin.
"Well… he's the exception."
"May I have numbers 126 and 127 over here please!"
"Gotta go!" I said, already halfway there. "Wish me luck!"
"Hey, you're not getting rid of us that easily!" called Goku, as he and Krillin ran after me.
I thought I was facing a tree at first. His gi was brown, and his legs alone were twice as tall as I. His hands looked like they could crush me in an instant. I felt like a bug waited to be squashed. I swallowed hard, peering at his jeering head near the ceiling.
"You can do it, Usa!" I heard Goku yell. I felt courage begin to swell inside me.
"Fighters… BEGIN!!"
My opponent peered down at me. "Sorry to squish you, little miss," he said, in an accented voice.
I smirked. "I won't go down that easily."
With that, I ran through his legs. He stuck his head between his tree-like legs, but I was a blur in his eyes. In and out and all around I ran, much faster than he could watch. I jumped up onto his bent back to surprise him, but that jump made all the difference. Next thing I knew, he was rammed against the wall and I had won.
"Opps…" I mumbled, looking down at Goku who had an I-told-you-so look on his face.
~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~
Krillin defeated the bully with no problem and regained his confidence quickly.
We all were rapidly advancing. Soon, we all had one match left until we could compete in the semi-finals outside. A giant with a deathly odor and a winged dinosaur won for the First Block. Yamcha and a purple haired lady for the Second. Goku and Krillin both made it for the Third. An Indian man was the first qualifier for Block Four…
I had one match to go. I faced an old man that I had heard called "Jackie Chun". I smirked. It had been easy enough so far. I looked at Goku and Krillin. They gave me another reassuring smile and a thumbs-up.
"I'm sorry, Bunny, but I can't let you face the pain and fright of the next level."
I whipped around at the sound of this whisper. But no one seemed to have said a word. I eyed Jackie Chun curiously; he looked strangely familiar…
And so we began. I quickly realized that this wouldn't be as easy as before. We circled, trying to find a weakness in or at least get a feel for the other's technique.
We charged simultaneously. He dodged my fist while I dodged his. My knee met his and his elbow met mine.
Besides my spars with Goku and Krillin (and Haruka of course), I had never met a fighter who was even near to matching my speed and skill. This old man was as fast, if not faster, than me.
Our fight continued without halt. All were gathered around us, since this was the final match of the Elimination Round. I heard Goku and Krillin cheering to my right. I fought harder.
We were moving in a blur, and I doubted many could follow our progress. At last, he was able to land a punch (in my stomach), and I fell, sliding across the ring. I was careful to stop myself before I fell out. I jumped up and was soon attacking again with greater fury.
I landed a kick and he too got thrown to the edge of the ring. But we were soon at it again.
I thought I heard someone calling for us to stop, saying our time was up. But none heeded the word. All watched with amazement. The judges couldn't decide who was ahead anyway.
But Jackie Chun and I were oblivious to this. We were in our own world. A few more times we were both knocked down, but we continued to get up. We were both bruised, with some blood here and there.
Suddenly he jumped back. I looked at him, confused.
"I'm sorry," he said in a sad voice. "Now please back up." I wouldn't have listened, but there was something strange in the way he said it. Concern and worry- about me. I took a few steps back.
With a sigh, he put his wrists together.
"Ka-" What's this?
"me-" Blue light appeared in his hands.
"ha-" What was he doing?
"me-" There was an orb of blue now.
"ha!" It flew from his hands, impacting the center of the ring. Although it didn't actually hit me, huge waves of energy rippled from the focus and pushed my small form backward through the air.
I felt something hard against my back. The wall. I slid down. The floor. I was out. I had lost.
It seemed that in a dream, Goku and the others ran over. I panted for air.
Still on the damaged ring, with his hands still in the position, Jackie Chun took slow gulps of air. No smile of victory graced his features.
"I'm sorry, Bunny, for all the pain I've caused you." It was the whisper again. My head shot up and I looked at the old man.
But his back was facing me. I sighed, deciding it must not have been him. I did not see the tear that slid down his cheek.
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AN: Yes. I was more that 2 pages. You should be proud of me!!! I just spent time that I was supposed to be doing a term paper combining two chapters and typing them for you!!! Be grateful and review!!
Unfortunately, the next chapter is short and needs work. And I have nothing written after that. So I better get my pen out and start writing again.
And if any angry Densetsu fans come at me yelling (because I do have it written, but with the limited time to type I chose this one), I'm directing them to you. ^^;;
"Your reviews are the ink for the author's pen." And I am desperately in need of ink.
Until next time, Ja ne!
~Calli-chan