Chapter 20 is up! I'm sorry for the late update, but I got into some old classic games in the past few weeks and I spent a lot of time playing with my brothers, so that occupied quite a bit of my time. But I still updated nonetheless. Now watch as the 5th round of the Friezamania begins!

The 17 year old S-class hero jumped up onto the arena, his face supremely confident. Metal Bat's rambunctious and excited demeanor in preparation for this monumental threat that was coming Earth's way was palpable all throughout his time spectating, and he reveled in delight knowing that he finally had the opportunity to release some of this lively energy pent up within him. I mean, he was still in high school; his life as a boring student and a professional hero was a fine line, and stuff like this allowed him to boost his cred as an S-class hero and pump him up in the process.

"Man, you really seemed like you were tearing up looking at your friend just now. I'm touched."

"SHUT YA FACE, YA WANKER!" Jeice shot Metal Bat a look of pure contempt; he'd been waiting to put this punk ass kid in his place, and every derogatory insult he spewed only served to increase the boiling storm of anger building up inside of him. Well, after waiting 4 consecutive rounds in anxious preparation for his turn in the ring, his time had finally come, and Jeice sure as hell wasn't gonna waste a single second of it.

"God, what's up with your accent?" said Metal Bat.

"I'm from Space Australia, ya daff bastard!"

Three dots went across Metal Bat's face in an anime-style comedic fashion. "Space... Australia? So it's Australia..."

"Yes, in BLOODY space!"

"Wow... That's really something..."

"Look who's talking," shouted Frieza from up in his hover chair. "By the way, the 50's called. They want their hairstyle back!"

"You think you're real cute, making those witty insults from up high in your hover chair while you're eating bread and wine like a snooty asshat, but when I'm done with this guy, you're next!" shouted Metal Bat.

"More like if, not when," whispered Frieza to nobody in particular.

"So, I gotta ask," said Jeice. "What's the deal with that bat of yours?"

"This?" Metal Bat propped the bat up onto his shoulder. "I was a legendary baseball player when I was a kid, famous for getting home runs after every 2nd strike and coming back stronger than ever!"

"Well, I gotta say, that's quite the coincidence. When I was a tiny little bugga, I was the startin pitcha for the Galactic Little League. Crikey, it was there I made me special Crusha Ball, ma ultimate pitch! It was so fast, the buggin batta couldn't even realize the ball had even left ma hand until they heard the ball hitting the catcha's glove."

Metal Bat let out a loud hum of curiosity. "Sounds interesting..."

Jeice smirked delightfully at Metal Bat. "Oh, it is..."

"Alright, I've waited long enough." Frieza raised his hand up into the air, and shouted, "Let the 5th round of the Friezamania begin!" Frieza sliced his hand down, signifying the beginning of this very interesting battle.

"With plesa, ma Lord."

"Let's get it on, you goddamn freak!" Metal Bat pounced toward Jeice and swung his bat toward Jeice's head. Jeice ducked and punched Metal Bat square in the stomach. Metal Bat grunted in pain, but nonetheless retaliated against Jeice's attack with another swing at Jeice's ribcage. Jeice moaned in pain; what the hell was that bat made of? Even with his enhanced battle armor and coupled with the fact that the round had already just begun, the bat was still able to break through it like paper. It's not like this guy's speed was impressive: he could easily outmaneuver him if he felt like it, but he'd have to avoid close quarter combat if he wanted to keep his face intact and if he wanted to make this round last as long as the others.

Jeice leaped back from Metal Bat and fired a red energy beam. Metal Bat dodged the attack and hurdled himself toward Jeice, but Jeice flew up into the air before he had the chance to swing his bat. Jeice smiled. "Hey, ya bloke! How are ya gonna get me when I'm up here? Ya gonna try and swat me down with ya teeny tiny bat?"

"Very tempting, I gotta say," replied Metal Bat.

"Yea? Well, lets se ya mock this!" Jeice bent both of his elbows backward, and from his palms came several very small yet copious numbers of red energy beams. Metal Bat bucked his body in preparation for the energy blasts. The blasts came pelting down onto the ground like giant hailstones striking everything on the ground. Metal Bat rapidly deflected the blasts with his bat as fast as he could, with a frantic and hectic sweeping in his movements. The sheer multitude of the beams made it difficult for Metal Bat to deflect all of the tiny finger blasts, and once they finally stopped coming, Metal Bat scanned his body, and he grimaced. Across his body, around 20 tiny holes had ripped through his jacket, a few of them managing to pierce deeply enough to draw a little blood.

"That's what ya get, ya daff bastard!" shouted Jeice.

"Wait, you seriously think this is gonna keep me down?" replied Metal Bat with cockiness palpable in his voice. "I've tanked hits 100 times worse than that and still stood standing. You're gonna have to do better then that!"

"Ah, piss off, ya bloody wanker."

"If you're not gonna bring the heat, then it looks like I'm gonna have to kick this up a notch!" Metal Bat slammed his bat down onto the ground, the force from the blow so great that the stone tiles flew up from their foundation. Metal Bat raised his bat and swung, hitting the stone tiles middair. At amazing speed, the stone tiles were shot up towards Jeice. The red alien, however, did not opt to dodge, but instead, he struck each of the stone tiles as they were about to hit him. One by one, the stone tiles were shattered into dozens of tiny little stone pebbles, falling onto the ground, the multitudinous numbers of pebbles creating a tiny hill of pebbles.

"Hah! Ya fell for it!" Jeice looked down, and Metal Bat was gone. "Ah piss..." Jeice tilted his head up, and sure enough, Metal Bat had jumped up into the air, positioned just a few feet above him, with both of his elbows raised above his head with the grip of his hands firmly grasped around his bat. The 17-year old hero let out a resounding shout, and flung his bat as hard as he could, right into his head. Alas, the red alien was not deterred by this. Jeice, in a quick and desperate act to not have his face smashed, put both of his hands up to catch the bat. To both his and Metal Bat's shock, Jeice actually managed to stop the bat in its tracks. The Australian alien beamed in delight. "You ain't got nothin, bloke." Jeice spoke with a tone of confidence, but he was fighting as hard as he could not to scream at the top of his lungs. He felt his palms were already swelling, and he could already see small trickles of blood staining his gloves. But this anger only served as fuel; Jeice's eyes sharpened like daggers, and Metal Bat could hear groans of anger emanating from his opponent. "WANKER!" Jeice threw the bat downward to the ground, bringing Metal Bat down with it due to his iron grip on the bat. Jeice propelled himself downward to meet Metal Bat's fiery gaze. Jeice's gaze was enthralled in flames as well; when their eyes met, a fiery storm bellowing and consuming the entire field with its intensity. With a silent and swift movement, Jeice extended his right arm out to his side. Metal Bat gave him a confused look, but the confused look was instantly replaced with what he saw next: from Jeice's hand, a red blade of energy took form, its crimson glow shining brightly even in the sunny day. Both pride and a new change in tactics was what made Jeice use his energy blade. If he was able to block all of Metal Bat's attacks with his energy blade, it wouldn't take long before Jeice would find an opening and finish this guy once and for all. All he'd need to do was be careful, and he'd be fine.

"So I guess you've finally decided to step up to the plate?"

"Ya bloomin right. I didn't wanna use this, since it's the special move of that freaking amateur Salza! Bloomin' arse." Jeice bent his knees and shot Metal Bat a fiery and passionate gaze of fury. "Now you'll get ta see the true blue power of the Ginyu Force's Second-in-Command!"

"That's what I like to here! BRING IT ON!" The two opponents sprinted toward each other, steel and energy clashing once again.

The flames of destruction continued to run rampant throughout the cities. Men, women, and children of all cities were scared beyond what their emotional tolerance could take. Bereft of almost any light or hope that heroes could rescue them, many citizens could only wait as the monsters attacking would eventually find them and do away with them. Some few fortunate citizens might have had the good fortune of being met by some B-class and C-class heroes, even a few A-class heroes if the situation could allow, but even the heroes of the Hero Association couldn't fend off against the demon-level monsters, for the sad reality was that more than half of the heroes were basically civilians themselves. 20 C-class heroes couldn't entertain a demon level monster.

But for a select few citizens who had the extreme luck and privilege of being served by the finest heroes the Hero Association had to offer, they could rest easy and go about their regular business, because they knew that these heroes would protect them no matter what kind of monsters would run rampant in their cities. In the most attacked city on the planet, 30 monsters of all shapes and sizes, with fangs as long as bananas, claws as sharp as swords, and speeds that rivaled a speeding train, were all swarming in droves to take out the protector of Q-city, the guard dog of his hometown, the S-class hero Watchdog Man. But shockingly, stupefyingly, despite all 30 monsters attacking at the same time, Watchdog Man pounced on them and did his act. With little more than pounding on the monster's bodies, the monster's guts spilled out. This pattern continued in a consecutive pattern, until in less than a minute, all 30 monsters had been taken care of. Watchdog Man scratched his ear with his hind leg like the dog he acted as, standing over the huge pile of dead bodies he had just finished eliminating.

All around him, the citizens cheered him on, taking pictures, marveling at the amazing capabilities of such an awesome hero. Because they knew as long as this hero was protecting them, Q-city was in fact the safest city on the planet.

"You call this an attack? Please!" The bodies of at least a dozen heroes lied on the ground, shaking and convulsing. On all of their bodies, there were puncture holes, with yellow drops of ooze leaking out, mixing with the crimson blood to make a disgusting orange mixture that stained the roads. Standing over them was the monstrous, cold-blooded beast preying over the paralyzed heroes. This monster was a giant female snake, with the upper body of a human, and everything downward being the body of a serpent. Her hair wasn't hair at all, but instead multiple snakes with yellow eyes. The snake cackled in delight. "I am Eyesight! My poisons are no match for even the strongest of monsters! What makes you think that you tiny humans have even a slimmer of a chance of beating me?"

There were only a few heroes that were still standing to combat the monster standing before them: Darkness Blade, Golden Ball, and Spring Mustachio. They had all tried their most elite attacks, but all they had managed to do was piss this snake off. The only reason they hadn't been bitten too was because they'd been fast enough, but primarily because she hadn't targeted them. Until now.

"What do we do?" said Spring Mustachio.

"Well, in a lame man's terms, we're fucked," replied Golden Ball.

"Well said," replied Eyesight in a sadistic tone. But wait. As a snake-based monster, she had the unique ability to sense the heat signature of all living beings, and at the moment, she senses a heat signature coming straight for her. "That heat. It's human, but how is it so big..."

From the wall, the S-class hero Pig God burst forth in all of his obese glory, looking a little worn out from all the monsters he had to fight. The A and B-class heroes all took a breath of relief. An S-class hero. It looks like the heroes had been saved.

"Hey you guys. I came to help."

"But why'd you come through the wall," said Darkness Blade. "Not that I'm not grateful for your arrival."

"I chose the shortest route form the noises I was hearing. But man, that kinda tired me out. I'm pretty hungry too..."

All of the snakes on Eyesight's head lunged for the S-class hero. "Eating a guy with all that sweat is disgusting! Guess I'll have to settle on poisoning you. Now DROP DEAD, FATASS!"

But Eyesight's confident demeanor quickly changed to confusion when he saw that this opponent didn't even flinch when her multiple snakes bit him. "What in the name of..."

Before she had the chance to comprehend how very, very thick the layers of fat shielding Pig God were, the S-class hero grabbed Eyesight and shoved her inside his mouth. Her screams were muffled by Pig God's mouth, but once the rest of Eyesight's body followed, the screams quickly died out as stomach acids dissolved the monster in seconds.

The three spectating heroes stood in astonishment, stupefied that such a powerful monster could be taken out so easily. "Wow..."

"Did he just..." said Golden Ball

"Yes he did," replied Spring Mustachio.

"Wait!" Darkness Blade's face lit up in concern. "What about her poisons?" The other two heroes mimicked Darkness Blade's worried face, but they all soon stopped once they realized that nothing was happening to Pig God. "Meh, it was alright food. My stomach and liver can metabolize any kinds of poison, so don't worry about it. All I gotta do is move around is all." Pig God looked up, and on the peek of the horizon, he could see more monsters storming through the city, spreading chaos per usual.

"Well, I'm gonna go deal with any other monsters I see. You guys all good?"

The heroes gave stunned and silent nods as their only response. "Make sure that the other heroes get to a hospital."

"Uh-huh," was all the heroes could say.

"Well then, I'm off." And with that, the S-class hero wadded off to live up to his heroic title as Pig God.

In a soft voice, Darkness Blade said, "That's an S-class Hero for you."

Two cities, in W-city, the city's protector, Heavy Kong, laid injured and defeated by, in an ironic touch, Marshall Gorilla. The monster was walking with an aggravated pacing in his steps and a cigar in his mouth, fuming to himself about the pathetically meek level he was categorized into by the Hero Association and taunting for any heroes to come out and face him.

"What the hell's goin on here? Why hasn't a single hero come out to fight me? What's the matter? Ya all ran home to your mommas? Come on! It's the mighty Marshall Gorilla, the one who took out this city's pathetic excuse of a hero named Heavy Kong! COME AT ME!"

But what this primitive primate failed to realize was that a hero was in fact planning to fight him at that very moment. It was an S-class hero, in fact, and the only mutant to ever join the Hero Association: Zombieman. Hiding behind the corner of a building, Zombieman was carefully evaluating and observing this mysterious being. 'It seems like this guy's gotten a bit too full of himself after beating an A-class hero. If he keeps on rambling like this, we might even be lucky enough to smoke out his nest of monsters...' thought Zombieman.

"EH?" The ends of Marshall Gorilla's mouth slightly curved up when he saw a man with a white sweater and white sweat pants walking calmly through the street. "Finally! A guy that looks ripped. He's walking around town like its a stroll in the park... If it's a civilian, he's got some real balls."

"Hey you!" Marshall Gorilla shouted out to this stranger. "Are yer a pro hero! Look at me!"

Zombieman's eyes widened. "Oh fuck. He's about to assault a civilian. Change of plans." Zombieman began sprinting while reaching his right hand into his coat pocket to draw his weapon. 'It's a pain in the ass, but I have to bring him alive and force him spill the beans about what he knows..."

"Yes?" Several meters away, the unknown civilian turned to meet Marshall Gorilla's eyes, and when he did, Marshall Gorilla gasped. "Wad dafuck? A gorilla?!"

"Aren't you a gorilla yourself?" Marshall Gorilla was a little slow to respond. When he did, his speech was a bit delayed and filled with curiosity. "what the... the hell are ya? A free monster? Never seen ya around the association. Ya aren't just aa freakish ape-like human, are ya?"

The other gorilla just looked at him as if he were babbling about nonsense. "What in the world is a "free monster"... What are you going on about?"

The S-class hero had stopped himself just quickly enough to evade being spotted, choosing instead to eavesdrop on these two individuals. 'How strange. They seem to be conversing. Are they partners? Accomplices?'

"My name is Armored Gorilla. I'm just trying to buy groceries. Although every market seems to be closed right now. Do you happen to know why?"

Marshall Gorilla's face contorted in anger. "Ya walkin' around with a wallet buying shit? Ya bowing yer head to the human system? YER A DISGRACE TO ALL GORILLA MONSTERS!"

Armored Gorilla simply stared at Marshall Gorilla with a blank face. "Wow, man... Dunno what to say..."

"If yer standing against us, YER GONNA DIE RIGHT HERE!" Marshall Gorilla grabbed his knife and swung it toward Armored Gorilla's neck.

"GORILLA STYLE KNIFE JUSTU! BANANA SLASH!" But instead of blood being drawn by the blade, all it did was shatter the moment it made contact with Armored Gorilla.

"EHHH?" Marshall Gorilla's cigar was broken in half when a metallic fist hit Marshall Gorilla square in the face, knocking him out in an instant. "You wanna cause trouble, do it somewhere else."

Zombieman viewed this very short and one-sided battle, and decided to switch up his strategy. 'Change of target. I'll follow that one.' Zombieman stealthily trailed behind Armored Gorilla, unsure of what kind of mysteries he had behind that white sweater and placid face.

But what this detective didn't realize was that the hunter was being hunted. Hovering several dozen meters in the air, two of the Frieza soldiers, Karmath and Orlen, observed the scuffle and were interested at why exactly some unknown person was tailing behind these anthropomorphic gorillas. The two hundred Frieza soldiers had decided to span out based on the areas with the highest accumulations of energy readings, with there being 26 of them overall. Kermath and Orlen had seen several different battles between monsters of all different shapes and sizes and what they presumed where the indigenous inhabitants of this planet combating them, each of them wearing different garbs. The two Frieza soldiers would have fought them, but their energy readings were too strong for both of them. But neither of them had seen a person actually trailing another.

"Karmath, what are we doing standing up and watching them?" said Orlen. Orlen was of the same race as Appule; he was a soldier with bright yellow skin and large fangs protruding out of his mouth, and combined with his blood red eyes, made him a rather scary looking individual. "Let's just go down there and kill him! His energy level is only 2,000; you've got a power level of 5,000! You could take him down no sweat!"

"Orlen, you need to calm down." Karmath was a soldier with a long face and cold, calculating eyes. He had long, spiky brown hair similar to Vegeta, and his ears were larger than most of his comrades, the ends sharply pointed. Unlike his bull-headed associate, he didn't think that just blatantly charging around and attacking whoever they saw would get him anywhere. "If this were just any regular hero vs. monster thing, then I'd probably take action, but let me ask you this: why is that man trailing them? If he's a civilian, then there's no way that he'd be following a monster, but if he was a regular hero like those others we saw before, then why would he wait to attack? He must know something that we don't. It's in our best interest to find out more about this guy."

"Why?"

Karmath turned to his partner and said, "We need this to move up in the ranks. You think we're valuable? We're practically trash. If Lord Frieza was just having a bad day, he'd kill us to vent off some steam. I should know, I've seen him do it. So unless you've got a better plan to move up in the ranks or found a way to make Lord Frieza find us worthy of something, I want to know exactly why this guy is tailing an anthropomorphic gorilla that could beat a monster in a single punch. If we're lucky, we might find something that Lord Frieza would find useful. You've got it?"

"Alright, alright..."

"Don't worry. I know a thing or two. Just stick by me, and we might be able to live full lives."

Thousands of miles away, the battle between Jeice and Metal Bat was lit with the passion expected of such flamboyant and prideful fighters like them. As each of them swung their weapons, sparks of friction came to life through every parry, every time their weapons made contact. The speed at which they were fighting and the strength each of them had only served as a catalyst to further ignite the sparks and increase the air pressure formed through the energy in every blow.

"Hey Captain, didn't Jeice say that sword technique was Salza's?" asked Guldo.

"Yes, that's correct Guldo."

"Isn't he the leader of Cooler's Armored Squadron."

"Uh-huh. I have to admit, I'm rather jealous I didn't come up with that technique myself. That smug bastard... He think's he's so cool with his Cooler Armored Squadron, that arrogant, narcissistic asshole..."

Guldo gave his captain a confused look. "Captain?"

"Oh, I'm sorry. It's just that I have a beef with Salza. We competed to see who would get to be the leader of the Armored Squadron, and in the end, I lost. So Salza got to serve under Cooler as the leader of Cooler's Armored Squadron, and I had to serve under Frieza as the leader of the Ginyu Force."

"You sound awfully disappointed by that..." Captain Ginyu's heart jumped out and into the sky when he heard Frieza's angered voice. Captain Ginyu immediately turned to his master and spoke in a fear-ridden and apologetic tone, "BUT THAT WAS BEFORE I REALIZED HOW AMAZING OF A LEADER YOU WERE! I'D TAKE YOU OVER YOUR BROTHER IN A HEARTBEAT IF I WAS FORCED TO CHOOSE AGAIN!"

Frieza gave Captain Ginyu an icy stare that lasted for what seemed like an eternity to Captain Ginyu, but Frieza finally broke the silence, only saying, "You're damn right you would." Nothing more was said, and the spectators turned their attention back to the ongoing battle.

Jeice swung his energy blade across Metal Bat's chest, but Metal Bat ducked and avoided the attack. Metal Bat swung his bat, attempting to sweep Jeice's feet with his bat, but Jeice parried his bat with his energy blade. Jeice opened up the palm of his left hand and fired a red energy blast. The energy blast hit Metal Bat in the stomach and sent him flying several feet. But Metal Bat quickly planted his feet into the ground to stop his midair flight, and once he was properly balanced, he batted the energy wave away with his bat. "Too slow!"

Metal Bat was quickly met with Jeice, who was just mere inches away from him. Jeice motioned his blade to cut off Metal Bat's head, but Metal Bat ducked again just in the nick of time. At least, that's what he thought, until he noticed a few clumps of black stuff fall onto the ground. "No..." Metal Bat touched the top of his hair, and he couldn't feel his hair was in the right place as it should have been. He looked at the reflection made by his bat, however muddled the picture was, to see how bad the damage was. When he made out the reflection, he nearly banged the bat on his forehead. The pompadour hairstyle he was accustomed to combing his hair with had been cut off; now, the entire front of his hair looked completely uneven with the length of the rest of his hair. "Ya shouldn't have done that."

Jeice slightly shuddered when he heard the dark and rancorous tone in his speech. This didn't sound good. Jeice was right. Metal Bat lunged for Jeice and began swinging with a frantic frenzy. Jeice's eyes widened as he continued to block all of Metal Bat's attacks. But as every second passed, it was becoming more and more difficult to keep up. Jeice didn't understand why this was, but the realization struck him: Metal Bat's power was increasing. He didn't understand how he was able to increase his power and speed in such a short amount of time. "RWWAHHH!" Metal Bat swung his bat with the intention of fracturing Jeice's arm, but Jeice brought up his energy blade before he had the chance. Except this time, as metal and energy heatingly collided once again, it was metal that managed to overcome energy. Jeice was sent to his right with his feet still planted in the ground. The stone tiles were split in half by Jeice's feet. Jeice planted his feet even further into the ground, and managed to stop himself in his tracks, albeit only 5 tiles away from the edge of the arena.

"That's defo gonna leave a mark."

"Defo?" questioned Metal Bat.

"You're Australian illiterate, dickless!" Jeice extended both of his hands, and now two blades were conjured up, their heated energy wrapping around Jeice's hands like warm mittens on a cold winter night.

"Double blades?"

"Well, you pushed me to this!" Jeice flew toward Metal Bat, and the exchange of parries resumed yet again. With the double blades, there was, as would be expected, a double increase of blows. Through the kinetic force of the exchange of blows, the edges of the stadium began to crumble from the amazing force and vibrations from the two baseball players. Even with Metal Bat's improving speed and strength, he was having a difficult time blocking these double blades. But that running mouth of his wasn't agreeing, and it shouted, "You're gonna have to do better than that!"

"Betta than that, ey? Well then, ha about this?!" Jeice dissipated the energy blades from both of his hands, flew up into the air, lifted his right arm up above his head, and yelled out, "Crusher Ball!" Jeice threw his hand down and from his palm, a red energy ball blasted out, flying at a great speed toward Metal Bat.

On the sidelines, Bang saw yet another one of these powerful energy blasts with the same repeated concern as before. "Metal Bat, you need to-" His older brother grabbed him firmly on the shoulder. Bang turned his head to his older brother with confusion, but when he saw Bomb's look of seriousness, Bang understood what his brother meant. "At this point, trying to convince them is a fruitless effort. They're too proud to concede and avoid such confrontations, or else they couldn't look at themselves in the mirror without feeling a pang of shame. Lets be honest, when we were younger, how many times did you charge opponents head-on without a second thought?"

Bang let out a small chuckle. "Fair point." Bang looked back up to see Metal Bat, who was bending his knees and positioning himself as if he were on home plate, anxiously waiting for the fast ball to cross his path, smirking in delight and anticipation. "But still..."

"Just relax. I could sense from this child a fervent passion. Lets just wait and see..."

The Crusher Ball was closing in, only serving to excite Metal Bat even more. "YEA! BRING IT!" Metal Bat swung as hard as he could. When the Crusher Ball made contact with the bat, the reaction was instantaneous. Like the energy clashes before, sparks of small lightning lit up around Metal Bat. Within the first few seconds of this clash, Metal Bat was pushed back, quickly realizing the mistake he made in the process. The pressure building between the bat and the ball of energy transferred to Metal Bat's fingers and spread throughout the rest of his body, causing his entire body to tense. Up in the air, Jeice laughed in delight. "Haha! Ya see? I told ya I was the true blue deal!"

Metal Bat was beginning to wish that he hadn't run his mouth off like that, because he was beginning to feel like his entire body was shaking from the pressure this Crusher Ball was creating. Metal Bat's body was beginning to vibrate as he quickly lost control of the situation. The Crusher Ball began to increase in size and ferocity, pushing Metal Bat further and further back. The heroes spectating them grew weary with concern, and even Bomb who had been confident in Metal Bat's abilities was no longer so certain Metal Bat was up to the task.

"Metal Bat! Keep it together!" shouted Superalloy Darkshine.

"GAAAAHHHH!" Metal Bat couldn't do it; he'd never seen any attack as powerful as this.

Bomb shouted to the S-class hero, "Metal Bat! Remember your sister!"

This comment caused the 17 year old to veer his head and look straight into Bomb's eyes. "What?!"

"Think about what you'll be leaving behind! Your sister's relying on you to come back to her! Are you really prepared to leave that behind?!" yelled Bomb.

"You have indomitable will! You have limitless capacity!" added Bang. "I've seen you in battle! You're a hero to the people and your sister! NOW PROVE IT!"

"You're right..." Metal Bat tightened the grasp on his bat, and his teeth clenched together as hard as they could.

"THIS... AIN'T... NOTHIN!" The willpower came bursting forth, and the hero slammed the Crusher Ball into the sky. Metal Bat looked up into the sky as the Crusher Ball made its way up into the heavens, smiling with glee and pride. "HA-HAH! HOME RUN!"

"Na," Metal Bat looked back down, and saw Jeice closed in on him at the moment he let his guard down ONCE AGAIN. "Actually, it's a foul ball, arse."

Before Metal Bat could defend himself, Jeice came in and knocked the bat out of Metal Bat's hands. Metal Bat's eyes widened like saucers, and he attempted to desperately grab his bat, but it was too late; the bat was sent tossing back into the rocky terrain, several meters outside of the boundaries of the ring. Metal Bat's smile disappeared completely, and Jeice beamed in delight. "What are ya gonna do without ya bat, huh?"

Jeice punched Metal Bat in the gut, causing him to let out an oomph of pain. Metal Bat groaned in anger, then threw his right fist to Jeice's face, but Jeice simply caught it like it was nothing, his smile still clearly palpable on his face. Jeice continued his assault with a right front kick that nailed Metal Bat in his chin, causing him to be sent flying up into the air. Jeice followed up with a right elbow that smashed Metal Bat's nose; the force of Jeice's attack caused Metal Bat to be sent into the ground, fracturing the stone tiles below and placing Metal Bat's lower torso below the ground.

"Ah, what's the matta, mate?" Jeice floated back to the ground, standing above Metal Bat's body. The Australian alien grabbed Metal Bat by the hair, and kneed him in the chest. The 17 year old S-class hero grunted in pain, and Jeice continued his ruthless assault. Jeice let go of Metal Bat's hair, then surged toward him with a barrage of strikes. Metal Bat attempted to counterattack with his own kicks and punches,, but Jeice was too fast, too strong for Metal Bat to fight without his bat. "Looks like without that little bat of your's, ya nothin but a pathetic bloke." Jeice hammered Metal Bat with a right hook across his face, as Metal Bat stammered back, now standing only 3 stone tiles away from the edge of the arena. "You're a disgrace ta all baseball playas across the universe! A real baseball playa's gotta have spunk without their baseball or their bat! And you? You ain't got nothin!" Jeice lifted Metal Bat by the collar of his shirt until he was placed directly above the edge of the arena. Metal Bat's body was now laid limp in the air. He was done for.

"And when I'm done with you, I'm gonna find that little sista of ya's and show her ya dead, lifeless body right before I stab her myself! Now isn't that grand?!" But Metal Bat gave no response. His body was still laid lifeless in midair. Jeice let out a huff of disappointment. "I'm done here." Jeice threw his right fist at Metal Bat's face, but Metal Bat caught the fist with his right hand. At first, Jeice dismissed it as a final pathetic attempt of defiance, but all of a sudden, he felt his hand being crushed. Jeice screamed out in pain. Metal Bat pushed himself back into the arena, and kept domineering over Jeice as he crushed Jeice's hand. Jeice's purple aura flashed to life around him, attempting to increase his power to escape Metal Bat's death grip. Jeice lifted his left hand, and smashed Metal Bat's right hand. But it didn't budge. Jeice gasped; what in the name of... Jeice kept on hammering Metal Bat's fist like his life depended on it, which it did, and only by the 10th strike did Metal Bat's grip loosen enough to allow Jeice to escape his steel grasp.

Jeice groaned and moaned in pain, clutching his hand and blowing on it to alleviate the pain. Jeice looked back up to Metal Bat, and when he saw the intensity in Metal Bat's eyes, he actually shivered in fear. Yes, in fear. Metal Bat's entire face was scrunched in unrelenting fury; his eyes were now fiery infernos of passion and anger that snuffed out whatever small smoldering waves of passion Jeice had before. Up with the rest of the space pirates, Guldo and Captain Ginyu gave each other nervous stares. With those small moments of eye contact, they instantly knew they were both of them were thinking the same. They both clicked their scouters on, and honed in on Metal Bat's energy reading. "Holy crap!"

"His power level... It's rising by the second..." stated Guldo.

"How is this possible?"

By the spectating heroes side, Garou said, "He pushed the family button. He shouldn't have done that."

Back on the fighting grounds, Jeice felt frustration and anger beginning to bubble up inside of him. "What, ya think just because ya hurt ma hand means that you got a chance? Yer wrong!" Jeice shouted as he forced the energy in his body to come to life, empowering him and causing the terrain around him to quake. With the new power coursing through him, Jeice launched himself toward Metal Bat and attacked with a series of punches. The Australian alien attacked with all of his might, but somehow, Metal Bad was dodging and blocking all of them, and he didn't even look fazed. "You called me a joke? You're an entire act of your own," said Metal Bat in a condescending tone. Metal Bat returned the courtesy attack with only a single left punch to Jeice's chest, and in less than a second, Jeice was propelled backward with amazing force, the shockwaves of the punch strong enough to create cracks in the stone around them.

It was Jeice who was now at the edge of the arena. Jeice's eyes were drenched with disbelief and shock. He stared at the wound inflicted by Metal Bat just now, and he let out another gasp: the strike from Metal Bat's fist had managed to pierce his armor deeper than when he struck Jeice with his bat. He touched the wound with his glove, and on contact, his blood stained his gloves. Jeice clenched his fist. "THAT'S IT! TIME FOR MY ULTIMATE TECHNIQUE!" Jeice lifted his right arm up above his head, and yelled out, "CRUSHER VOLCANO!" Instead of one Crusher Ball, multiple Crusher Balls came forth from his palm, seeking out for their target. Metal Bat wasn't intimidated: not in the slightest. Metal Bat began sprinting as fast as he could toward the giant energy balls. One by one, Metal Bat swatted them aside, each of them exploding within seconds of contact with Metal Bat's hands. From Jeice's palm, a final, much larger Crusher Ball burst out with amazing power.

"YOU'RE OUT!"

The Crusher Ball and Metal Bat struck each other, and more energy and pressure burst forth like a raging river. Jeice laughed: his victory was assured. At least, that's what he thought. The bright light from the Crusher Ball began to wane, and from split middle, Metal Bat burst forward, his eyes darkened with the pumping anger still flowing through him.

"No... How..."

"Home run, mother fucker." Metal Bat swung his right fist, hitting Jeice square in the nose. The momentum created from the blow continued onward, traveling far outside of the arena. Jeice's body was pummeled and beaten as Metal Bat's attack split through the ground, sending rocks and debris flying up into the air. The short travel finally stopped when the duo reached a very large boulder. The boulder cracked and crumbled away from the foundation, sending up dust clouds. The dust quickly cleared, and from the clouds of dust stood Metal Bat with his foot firmly planted over Jeice's chest. Metal Bat spoke, but his voice was so serious and intimidating, one would have to have steel balls not to be slightly fearful of it. "If you EVER, EVER touch my sister, I swear to god, I'll make your death as slow and as painful as I humanly can. You got that?" Jeice gave Metal Bat one final, fear-ridden look before he passed out on the ground. The 17 year old stared at his lifeless body for a very long time, the tension broiling and bubbling as the people could only wonder what Metal Bat was thinking or what he would do to Jeice. But after a long wait, Metal Bat spit on Jeice's face just as Recoome had done to Puri-Puri-Prisoner, and jumped back onto the arena.

"COME ON, CAPTAIN! YOU'RE UP NEXT!" The S-class hero shouted up to Captain Ginyu, who was staring at Metal Bat with a cold, emotionless face. "IF THAT PATHETIC EXCUSE OF A FIGHTER WAS REALLY YOU'RE SECOND-IN-COMMAND, THEN YOU DON'T STAND A CHANCE! AND I STILL WANT MY PAYBACK FOR WHEN YOU KICKED ME IN THE-" Metal Bat's sentence was abruptly cut off when he felt Captain Ginyu's fist pummel his stomach. The breath was taken right out of Metal Bat with only that single punch. Metal Bat moved his neck up to meet Captain Ginyu's eyes, and he could see his eyes were still as cold as before, his mouth pursed in a straight line. "I've had enough of your tomfoolery." Captain Ginyu struck Metal Bat across the face with his left hand, and finished his assault with a left side kick. Metal Bat was knocked backwards with nearly twice the speed and force Jeice had just been ended with, and Metal Bat was send crashing through the very boulder that Tatsumaki herself had been defeated. And just as Tatsumaki, Metal Bat landed on the ground with a singular thud.

"Guldo!"

"Yes, Captain!"

"Take Jeice to the healing pod," ordered Captain Ginyu. "I don't want him to have any permanent scars."

"Of course, Captain!" Guldo immediately did what he said, flew down to his teammate's side, and put him over his shoulders, being careful to not drop him. Captain Ginyu turned his attention back to the S-class heroes, who were all still rather shocked by the quick action taken by Captain Ginyu and the climactic ending to the spectacular 5th round of the Friezamania. "You've beaten almost my entire team with utter disgrace and malignity. That is something I will never forgive any of you for doing." Captain Ginyu pointed to the group of S-class heroes, and stated with a vociferous voice, "Now which one of you will face the illustrious Captain Ginyu?!"

The S-class heroes gave each other short and questionable glances, unsure of who wanted to have the privilege of fighting the final round. After enough glances had been exchanged, it was none other than Bang, the master of the Flowing Water Rock Smashing Fist fighting style, who stepped up to the plate. His brother grabbed his shoulder. "Are you sure about this, Bang?"

Bang nodded. "Tend to Metal Bat. Check if he's alright. I can take care of this by myself."

"I know you can." The two gave each other small smiles. Bang leapt up to the arena, which was already considerably damaged from the 5th round, and took a fighting stance.

Captain Ginyu crossed his arms and calmly stared at his opponent. "So you will be my opponent, old man?"

"I wouldn't underestimate me if I were you." Bang took a fighting pose and bent his knees. "I might be old, but I'm quite experienced. You better know what you're getting into."

"Likewise. I wasn't appointed the captain of the Ginyu Force for nothing. The only beings in this universe that have surpassed me are Lord Frieza and his brother Cooler. Now get ready. The final round is about to commence."

Frieza let out an ooh of curiosity. "This will be quite an interesting fight. Now let us commence the final round of the Friezamania!" Frieza waved his hand down, and shouted, "LET THE FINAL ROUND BEGIN!"

The 5th round of the Friezamania goes to Metal Bat! Until Chapter 21, where the final round of the Friezamania will begin!