Disclaimer: Jedd: Oh red Shenron, I wish for revenge on Garon and Arak!
Red Shenron: Hell no.
Jedd: Then can I own DBZ?
Red Shenron: Fuck no.
Jedd: Sigh
Red Shenron: Now start writing you fuck!
Jedd: Why should I?
Garon and Arak appear, holding the baseball bat.
Jedd: OK OK!!! I'M WRITING I'M WRITING!!!
Garon and Arak: TOO LATE!! WHAM!
Jedd: I hate you guys.......
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DragonBall OA
Chapter 10.
Tournament, Special 10th Chapter Edition
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A/N: This is the 10th chapter, so this is a special edition chapter. The WHOLE tournament will take place in a 2 part chapter, the tryouts and the tournament itself. So prepare for Chapter 10, part 1!
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They were led to a crowded room where the tryouts for the World Martial Arts Tournament were going to be held. Arak looked around, "Wow, there's a lot of people here!"
Goku nodded, "Yeah, just stay close, we're all ready registered, so all we have to do is wait until they're ready.....meanwhile it's lunch time!"
Garon and Arak groaned as they followed Goku, Vegeta, Trunks, Pan, and 18. Only 5 of the Z warriors were going to enter the tournament this year. Garon blinked, looking around, "Where'd Jedd go?" "To the bathroom," Arak answered.
"Oh," he didn't say more because just then they came to the snack bar....and had to refrain Goku from literally diving right in.
"But....But I'm hungry!" he cried, reaching for the food.
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Brolly didn't even clench a fist as he watched Goku make a fool of himself. He was keeping an extra careful check on his powers. He wanted a 1 on 1 fight with Goku, and he was going to get it.
Turning, he found himself staring at a long, blue haired boy with a Capsule Corp. jacket on. The boy had blue eyes, and was standing about half a head smaller than him.
Brolly snorted, "Can I help you?"
The boy smiled, "Keep a check on your powers, Brolly. And if we fight, please don't kill me!" With that, the boy walked away.
Brolly stared, 'How....how did he know my name?!'
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Jedd cheered in his mind. He had just talked to his favorite DBZ character, and LIVED TO TELL ABOUT IT!!!!
And he was in the WMAT! How could this get any better? Well, he could think of a couple things, but things were good enough. He put on his headphones and changed the song. Ooooh, he liked this one. He began singing his version of the song.
"Welcome, welcome, welcome to the world of You Damn Ho!
Maximillion don't fuck with us!
Don't pull that shit on me! I'll attack defend Until the end Just to keep you away from me!
Unlike Yami Yugi!"
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Fyr looked watched along with everyone else. He had his cloak and hood back on again. They were interested in watching the tournament as well. Everyone was rooting for Brolly, hoping he'd kick Goku's ass.
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Garon climbed up onto the platform. It was finally time to get these preliminary's out of the way. He looked at his wiry opponent, and smirked. The moment the started bell rang the wiry man ran at Garon, and slammed his fist into his stomach.
Garon hardly felt it.
Though the other guy's hand felt like it had just broken. Holding onto his hurt hand, he quickly forfeited and left.
Garon laughed, "Well, that was quite pathetic!" He had some time before his next match, so he headed down to see how Arak was doing.
When he saw her, he just had to smile. She had lifted her opponent in the air with her mind and was spinning him around and around until he too quit.
As Arak got down, he caught her eye and motioned to the platform where Jedd was supposed to be fighting at. As he made his way there, she caught up with him, "This has been pretty easy. But I doubt it'll be this easy for Jedd, he doesn't have any super strength or anything like that."
Garon shook his head, "His empathy. Don't count that out."
Arak gave him a sidelong glance, "And what can he do by playing with our emotions? Make us cry?"
Garon sighed as they reached the platform and waited for Jedd's match, "I don't know, but he did use it to beat Spopovitch."
Arak snorted, "No, he used his wing blades to beat Spopovitch. And he has to be extra careful with those, no killing allowed here!"
Garon's eyes narrowed as he spotted Jedd in the crowd, "He's got something planned. He ALWAYS has something up his sleeve, and I bet it deals with that fucking empathy. You might dismiss it, but I won't..."
Arak looked at Jedd, whose head was bobbing slightly in tune to some song he was listening to, "If you say so. It seems like a useless power in a fight like this. In a real one, maybe, but this?"
Garon didn't have a chance to answer as Jedd stepped forward. It was finally his turn. Jumping up on the platform, he faced.....Yamcha?!
Yamcha smiled at him, "So, you going to take those things off and fight? I want to get this over with."
Jedd didn't seem to have heard him, his head still bouncing in tune to whatever it was he was listening to.
"HEY! Don't ignore me!" Yamcha yelled.
Jedd looked up, startled. Fishing out his CD player from his pocket he quickly hit a button, then looked up at the impatient fighter, "What was that?"
Yamcha glared and answered through gritted teeth, "It's....Time....To....Fight!"
Jedd looked surprised, "Oh, sorry." He took off his headphones and handed the electronics to the ref, "Take care of these for me."
Arak stared, "Is he always like this?"
Garon, for the umpteenth time, groaned, "Sadly, yes."
Jedd rolled his shoulders back, then grinned, "Ok, ready."
Yamcha muttered under his breath, "About time!"
"Well, are you going to start? I can't wait on you forever!"
Yamcha stared, "What?! We're waiting on you!!"
Jedd shook his head, "No we're not. We're waiting for you! I'm here, ready to start, and you're just standing there!"
Yamcha's face slowly went red. Breathing deeply, "Fine. I"ll attack!" With that, he charged right at Jedd, who stood there, smiling.
Yamcha pulled his right arm back, then swung it right at Jedd's face. Jedd grabbed Yamcha's right arm by the wrist, and put his right foot against Yamcha's mid section, all this while he leaned backwards. Holding onto the startled Yamcha, he pulled the fighter forward as he rolled backwards and flipped Yamcha over him....and out of the ring with a crash.
Jedd got up and looked down at Yamcha, "Does this mean I won?"
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Fyr stared. So did everyone else.
Frieza snorted, "The kid's an idiot!"
Rakoom nodded, "Yeah, why even I'M smarter than him!" "And both of you are morons, if you believe that."
Everyone, including Fyr, turned and looked at the speaker.
17 stood there, arms crossed across his chest, a sour expression on his face. "He's faking it. Instead of intimidating his opponent, he threw him off by acting like a retard. He used his brains to win."
Fyr slowly nodded, "Each one is clever in their own way. This one," he looked at the trihawk in his image portal, "is clever in throwing others off. The saiyan, Garon, seems quite capable of keeping his cool under pressure, and keeping his cool. He'll be difficult the confuse in battle. And the third...." he growled, "is a mystery, even for me. Her psychic powers confuse my own powers. She's the wild card."
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The prelims were halfway through, and everyone was taking a break. But Garon had found something out that didn't set well with him.
"YOU GUYS DON'T HAVE TO FIGHT IN THE PRELIMINARIES?!"
Goku smiled, "Nope. Hercule pulled some strings and got us straight into the real tournament. He tried for you three as well, but they officials wouldn't do it."
Garon looked furious, but Jedd just laughed, putting one hand on Garon's shoulder, "Think of it this way, you can beat more people up!"
Garon paused, "Oh....oh yeah!"
Goku blinked, "What? That's not why you should be here. It's for the challenge and -"
Garon cut him off, "Look, you're lips are moving, but all I'm hearing is BLAH BLAH BLAH! Now shut the fuck up!"
Goku stared at him, "That's not very nice."
Garon snorted, "Well, I'm not very nice!"
Goku, "No kidding!"
Garon, "I'm not kidding!"
Goku, "That's what I said!"
Garon, "Good, now shut the fuck up!"
"You should try to be nicer to people!"
"Why?"
"Because good things happen to good people!"
Garon froze, glared, then stormed off.
Goku blinked as Jedd shook his head as the others looked at him confused, "Touchy subject. His girl friend was killed by a drunk driver. The fucking bitch payed and screwed her way out of punishment. The most she got was a slap on the wrist."
Everyone stared at him. Finally, Arak spoke up, "Now....THAT sucks!"
Jedd nodded, "Mitsy is nothing more than a murderer as far as I'm concerned."
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Garon glared at his opponent, almost daring him to attack. The boxer stared at him. The two just stood there, not moving. The boxer looked left, then right, gulped and began making his way towards Garon.
Garon punched him in the chest so fast no one caught it, except the Z fights, Jedd, and Arak of course. The boxer flew out the ring and crashed into the wall. Garon looked around, "I'll take any of you on, right now. I'm sick of waiting for the tournament to start, let's get this going, NOW!"
An approaching person caught his eye, "So, Jedd. You gonna get some?"
Jedd shook his head, "They're not her. They don't know her. They-"
"I know that! Shut up!"
"After you!"
"Not happening!"
"Then neither am I!"
"That's it, you're dead!" Garon started after Jedd.
"Gotta catch me, slug boy!" Jedd laughed before darting off, Garon right after him.
Arak stared. 'Well, Jedd certainly DOES know how to handle Garon. That much is certain.' Suddenly, she looked up. It felt like someone was watching her.....but there was no one there, at least not on the ceiling. Lowering her gaze, she scanned the crowd around her, but couldn't trace the strange feeling she felt.
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By the time Garon was due to fight again, he had regained his composure, and was fighting as normal again. It didn't take them long to run through the rest of the competition. Of course, Brolly did the same. He won each fight with even less effort than the last.
And now, at long last, the tournament.
Goku, Vegeta, Garon, Arak, Brolli((he had a mask covering his head)), Jedd, 18, Hercule, Trunks, Pan, and several other people were in the tournament. It was about to begin.
The gang was talking to each other when one of the other fighters came up, "Well, it's been a long time!"
Everyone stared at him. How......how the fuck did they miss seeing HIM?!
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Garon, holding the bat: Now.....are you going to be a good little birdy, or am I going to have to hurt you? Tell me who they missed.
Jedd: MMMMPH, mph!
Arak: It seems he can't talk, being tied and gagged and all.
Garon, grinning insanely: Sucks to be him then! You know what comes next....same place
Arak: MY TURN!!!
Jedd: MmmmMPhmmpH....((I hate you all!))