Dragonball Quest

Diablowong Saga

Battle Prodigy

Claimer: I own Ima Ryditz.

Disclaimer: I do not own Dragonball Z. Nor do I own Wei Diablowong. He belongs to his respective creator.

Apparagiz wiped the sleep from his eyes as he monitored what was going on in the recruit-testing site. His partner, Atata, announced "All new recruits report to the saibamen testing grounds NOW!" Apparagiz turned to Atata. "So, whaddaya think of this batch 'o newbs?" Atata looked back, and shook her head. "They may have potential. Not the brightest generation ever, I think." Apparagiz turned away from the female. "Well, let's get'em tested already! Recruit 1, Stewa Liik, go!" The scouter built into the building read the recruit's power level, which was 320. "Meh, average" Apparagiz mumbled, pressing a button that dropped a seed into the room, then dumped soil on the seed, then dropped water. Within a few minutes, a saibamen was hopping and raring to go, with a power level of 1,200, read the scouter. After trying to fight for a few minutes, the kid was defeated, and dragged off to the infirmary, where he was placed in a rejuvenation tank, or a "rejuv," as the teccies called it. Next to the recruit's name and number was the recorded power level and time it took to be defeated by the saibamen.

After 5 more recruits went through the process, a new one came up. He had black hair, like all saiyans, yet instead of a spike pattern, it hung down to about ear level. He wore what all other recruits wore: a black spandex body glove, with a shoulder pad-less armor chest plate. Apparagiz took one look at him, and announced "#7, Wei Diablowong, your turn!" Diablowong walked in, his eyes seeming to boast. The scouter read his power, which appeared on the screen in front of the two recruiters: 2,000. "NO WAY!!!" Apparagiz shouted. "That's half of MY power! There's no way that that brat could be that powerful!" "The scouter may be broken, we'll have to see how he does against the saibamen…"Atata replied, shaken herself at the boy's power, which was equal to her own! Diablowong strode forward, smirking. He dashed towards the saibamen, and grabbed it by the throat, threw it against the wall, and then started pummeling it mercilessly with punches. I wasn't long before he stopped, and admired his handiwork. Yup, the enemy was dead. Diablowong walked back to the waiting area, smiling calmly.

10 recruits later, Apparagiz called out "Okay, next recruit! #18… Ima Ryditz!!!" A young saiyan boy walked out, wearing the armor, and turned to face his opponent. His hairstyle was unlike anything Apparagiz had ever seen. There were 2 locks on either side, a big lock that was over a smaller lock, with 3 spikes in between the 2 big locks of hair. The scouter read his power to be 650. "Hm, he should do fairly well," Atata commented. The saibamen started to attack, and Ryditz desperately tried to fight back, but he was getting beaten down. Ryditz was finally knocked down, and got up. Then, he did something no ever expected he would do. He fell into a stance that mirrored that of the saibamen's. "What's he doing?" Apparagiz wondered aloud, as the saibamen began once more to attack. However, this time, Ima caught all of the saibamen's blows, and even got in a few attacks. The boy then held out his pointer finger, and let out a cry, firing a bronze blast from it that hit the saibamen and detonated. When the smoke cleared, the saibamen was dead. The 2 recruiters looked in amazement at the boy. Then, Atata turned to enter the data in, but her face paled when her eyes noticed that a new number had appeared on the scouter reading: 2,300.