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The Ultimate Largely Massive Pointlessly-Named Big Final Bout Super Tournament… 5!!! – Chapter 7!
Day one of the fifth Ultimate Largely Massive Pointlessly-Named Big Final Bout Super Tournament. It had only just gone past 4pm and already an entire arena had been destroyed. Thankfully and surprisingly, nobody had been killed. Amy, however, felt like she was going to die if she didn't eat something soon.
"I'm so… hungry…" Amy moaned.
"Say what? Amy, you just polished off a hundred and twenty five tubs of ice cream about an hour ago!" Zeon replied.
"I know, but I get hungry really quickly sometimes…"
"Yeah, no matter how much Amy eats, she can be hungry again in about one or three hours." DJ explained. "Unless you really stuff her. Then she won't be hungry again for about ten hours."
"But how are you supposed to get Amy full if a hundred and twenty five two-litre tubs of ice cream won't do the trick?" Angel asked. "I mean, that's like two hundred and fifty litres! Anybody else I know would have bloated to the size of a bean chair and suffered from unbearable brain freeze after that!" Suddenly, the medical room (which was still moving on its wheels) screeched to a halt.
"Well, I guess we've arrived at stadium B…" DJ said. "That means Xell's going up against Cell…" Xell jumped up to his feet, punching the air.
"Oh, boy!" he called. "Am I ready for this!" and with that, he rushed out to the stadium with Hitomi following him.
"She's probably gonna get shouted at by that woman, like I was…" Danielle sighed. "What's her problem anyway?"
"Ask Krillin." DJ replied. "Let's go outside the room to check this fight out!"
"Umm… if you don't mind, I think I'd rather not move for the time being…" Thomas sighed. "I guess I lost a little more energy than I thought…" Thomas had only just arrived from his bout with Sephihimoto, and had just been recovering on one of the beds since then.
"That's OK, Thomas…" Amy replied. "Just give that MAX potion some time to get to work. OK?" This was starting to sound more like an RPG to Zeon by the minute. First there was that Hit Points thing on the ferry, now they're talking about potions. Where exactly were DJ and his overly chesty friends from, anyway?
"You people had better go easy!" Krillin exclaimed. "We've had to make a huge effort to get everyone to this new stadium!"
"Fine, baldy. Just don't get in the way." Cell said, coldly. He looked more or less the same as Perfect Cell, except he was a little taller, his skin had a tint of blue in, and his chest seemed to protrude a little.
"Umm… what's that?" Xell asked, pointing at Cell's tail.
"This? Oh, that's what I use to absorb people who oppose me… kinda like you." Cell replied. Well, he'd certainly made his point there. (no pun intended)
"Well, what's with the chest?" Xell asked, sounding more puzzled.
"THIS wasn't my intention!" Cell cried. "Why did they give me the DNA of that girl!? Of course, I have a lot more power than ever before, but…"
"Dude, you look like you have…"
"DON'T YOU DARE!!! Don't even think about saying that! Now, I'm gonna kill ya!!!" Krillin just stood there, dumbfounded.
"OK… well, let's get this over with." he said. Then, attempting a girl's voice, he added "Get ready, FIGHT!"
"Great. Now he's ripping off Dead or Alive!" Xell sighed. "You feel like making first move?" Cell grinned.
"An excellent suggestion. Too bad for you, it will be the biggest, most painful and last mistake you'll ever make!" Cupping his hands together, much like Goku and friends, Cell started gathering energy to blast forth at his opponent. "I may as well show you a little familiarity. KAMEHAMEHA!!!" Xell would only watch as Cell's Kamehameha wave was shot towards him. Right when the wave was about to connect, Xell threw his right hand to his side, hitting the blast and deflecting it high above the arena. Cell was left flabbergasted.
"Not TOO bad, at least…" Xell said.
"How did you…!? Now I'm mad!" Cell cried as he lunged forth at Xell. Xell, however, didn't feel like getting his head kicked in, so he quickly sidestepped to Cell's left, grabbed him by the tail and threw Cell over his head! Landing on his own head with a deafening thud, Cell rolled over in pain, clutching his head as he watched Xell advance towards him.
"You're not putting up much of a fight, you know!" Xell stated. "Why don't you try one of your new moves that you acquired? Come on, how about using a Bullet Kick attack, or something?" Cell could only gasp as Xell added "That's right, I know you have Lisa-Chan's DNA inside you now. That's how I also know the majority of special moves you have. So come on, stick one on me!" Cell clenched his teeth as he stood up and started throwing fireballs at Xell. Any one of the fiery projectiles that Xell didn't deflect with his own attacks, he just dodged completely.
"My turn now!" he said. Taking Cell by the neck, Xell started gathering energy in his other hand.
"What's this!? What kind of attack can Xell be planning?" Chichi asked.
"What are you talking about, Chichi?" Bulma asked. "Cell's the one who's losing!"
"Stop trying to confuse me! I mean Xell with an X! Even with the DNA of that girl who beat up my poor Goku and Gohan, Cell's just no match!" Sure enough, Cell was about to be left with less of a chance than before, as Xell had finished charging up his energy! Then, by simply pressing a single finger on Cell's forehead, Xell blew his head into a million pieces! The audience gasped in awe as the former founder of the Cell Games was left in the centre of the arena, completely decapitated.
"Well, that was certainly no trouble…" Xell said as he walked to the edge of the arena, not willing to leave just yet. He turned about-face to view his headless opponent.
"Watch out, Xell!" Hitomi cried. "Somehow I don't think this is over yet!"
"Of course it's over, Hitomi. He's lying there without a head…" Suddenly, the remainder of Cell's body started twitching furiously. The next instant caused the audience to gasp in horror: Cell's head had regenerated!!! Standing up and wiping the dust off his body, Cell stared long and cold at Xell and Hitomi.
"See!? He's back!!" Hitomi cried, hiding behind Xell. Xell just grinned and hugged Hitomi.
"Not to worry," he replied. "I anticipated this…" Cell just watched as Xell stood there, with Hitomi in his arms, looking exceedingly confident.
"So this is your attack, is it?" Cell asked. "You stand there and wait for me to kick your ass?!"
"Hah! You wish!" Xell retorted. "I'm simply mimicking you."
"What!? What are you talking about?!" Cell demanded.
"That's a good point, Xell. What are you talking about?" Hitomi asked.
"It's simple. Cell, you copy other people's attacks, right?" Xell asked. Cell simply nodded. "Well, let's just say I'm about to use one of YOUR attacks on you…" Cell was puzzled to the fullest extent. How could Xell use one of his attacks on him? And when had he acquired the capability to do so? Cell was in deep thought when he noticed Xell making a gesture. He was still stood in the exact same way, except he was pointing upwards with his right hand. Cell looked up to see what would surely bring his life to an abrupt stop. Remember that Kamehameha attack Cell used on Xell, who easily deflected it? Well, now it was proving that what goes up must come down! The entire beam crashed down on Cell, completely engulfing his body, and disintegrating every last cell. The only piece of evidence regarding Cell's existence left was a big black burn mark on the arena floor.
"WOW! That was the greatest finish I've ever seen!" Bulma cried out in excitement.
"Even Goku and Gohan couldn't have done better!" Chichi replied. "By knockout, or should I say BURNOUT, Xell is the winner!"
In the waiting areas, DJ and the rest of the group were in hysterics at the outcome.
"Holy crap! Did you see that?!" DJ called. "That was even cooler than when I blew Zeon into the audience!!" Amy's face, which was usually a healthy shade of peachy pink, had turned completely white.
"Nobody said anything about… KILLING competitors!" Amy stammered.
"Aimes, if Cell lives, we all die. We only kill who'd gladly kill us all." DJ explained.
"So, I can imagine that if any of us can beat Sephi-whatchamacallit," Angel said "We'd kill him…"
"Hey, can someone get the phone?" Zeon asked. Zori simply patted him on the head.
"Zeon, that ringing's in your head." He explained.
"But I don't wanna go to bed…" Vegeta remained motionless, watching everyone gasping in awe at Xell's victory.
"Well, looks like I'm up next…" he said. Then he yelled "Oi, Hawk! You'd better be a good challenge for the mighty prince!"
"No need to worry about that!" Hawk replied. "I'm gonna wipe the arena clean with that big funky hair-do of yours!" Everyone started laughing, except Vegeta, who had gone beet-red.
"How DARE you insult a Saiyan prince's hair! When we get this fight under way, I'm gonna KILL you!" Both fighters made their way to the arena. Despite Vegeta's temper, and his reputation for bringing lives to an end, Hawk wasn't even shaking.
"Please be careful, Hawk…" Angel said, softly. "I'll be cheering for you…"
"Thanks, babe!" Hawk said as he kissed her in front of EVERYBODY.
"Feh. What a waste of time…" Vegeta mumbled as he continued on his way.
"Is it just me, or is that Vegeta stepping up onto the arena?" Chichi asked as she spotted a certain spiky-haired Saiyan prince.
"Well, it can't be you, 'cos you're up here!" Bulma replied. Chichi just groaned at Bulma's lame joke. Vegeta was getting agitated as he stared around the arena.
"Hawk, why aren't you out here getting ready to get your ass kicked!?" Vegeta screamed. Of course he hadn't noticed that Hawk had already reached his position on the other side of the arena.
"I take it the old Super Saiyan Prince's eyes aren't what they used to be, huh?" Hawk asked, smirking. Vegeta could have exploded.
"Save your complaining for AFTER you're reduced to a bloody pulp!" Vegeta yelled as Krillin ran up to the arena.
"OK, you two know what to do, right?" Krillin asked. Vegeta smirked at his remark.
"Well, we wouldn't be entering a martial arts tournament," he said. "If our intentions were to bake cookies and play with dolls!" Hawk fainted.
"Where does he get this stuff!?" he rhetorically asked.
"Vegeta, you're here to fight, not give out crappy remarks!" Krillin said. "You know the rules, you two, so go disembowel each other, or something…" and with that, he walked away.
"What?" Chichi called. "No ripping off other referees?"
"Sorry, Chichi… I think my referee supply is running on empty…" Krillin sighed.
"Well, that's what you get for ripping off referees in the first place! Why, I wouldn't be surprised if every referee in the world came here just to kick your bald shiny head into the wall!" Feeling immensely threatened, Krillin ran away, screaming like a high-pitched wuss. Chichi went back to the commentators' booth, leaving Hawk and Vegeta to have at each other with a series of punches, kicks, elbow jabs, ki shots and anything else they could think of. Bulma frowned as Chichi returned.
"Well, that's gonna help a lot!" Bulma sneered. "What are we supposed to do without a referee?!"
"Hell come back, don't worry…" Chichi replied.
"You don't know that for sure! I mean, did you see the way he ran, or hear him shriek? You scared seven shades of shit outta the poor guy!" and sure enough, Chichi spotted a small dinghy leaving the island. 'Is that… naw, couldn't be!' Chichi thought. 'Krillin wouldn't… would he?' That's when she noticed something shining on the dinghy. Taking out a pair of binoculars, Chichi searched the ocean for the object. Indeed, inside the dinghy, was our bald little referee, using a bucket to throw out the river of sweat dripping from his forehead after Chichi's assault. She suddenly felt a great heft on the binoculars as Bulma lowered them from her face.
"Chichi, what the heck are you looking at?" Bulma asked. "The fight's over there!" As Bulma pushed the binoculars in the direction of the arena, Chichi's sight filled with explosions, violent onslaughts and the occasional splattering of blood.
"Hey, this is looking pretty good!" Chichi squealed.
"What do you mean? My poor Vegeta's getting his ass kicked!" Bulma cried. This made Chichi smirk.
"NOW who's being biased?" she asked. Bulma opened her mouth to speak, but any words to say remained vacant. She eventually sank underneath the desk.
"…leave me alone…" Bulma finally squeaked.
Back underneath the stands, Zori and Zeon were the only ones watching the match. Amy had gotten hungry, but didn't know where the food stands were, so DJ was taking her to get fed. Angel was already out there on the sidelines, cheering hawk on to victory. Bakaryu, Zin, Kage and Jedite wanted to go look for Krillin for a little while, and Thomas had decided to follow them. Surprisingly enough, Xell and Hitomi had decided to follow DJ and Amy, despite the fact that all they'd see is Amy stuffing her face, Danielle was the only one who knew where Krillin was and had decided to try to get HIM back, and God only knows where Lisa-Chan and Leanne had disappeared to.
"Hey, do you reckon Hawk's gonna live up to his promise and wipe the arena with Veggie's head?" Zeon asked.
"Come on, Zeon…" Zori replied. "Vegeta's my dad… although, to tell you the truth, I'm not too sure whether I should be proud of that fact…"
"Well, if he gives you any trouble, you know what to do."
"Hit him with a gigantic mallet and plead insanity?" Zori asked.
"Nah, that's what Leanne does… I mean, without the pleading insanity part. Any idea why she does that to DJ?"
"Not a single one…" Zori replied, cringing as he saw Vegeta send Hawk flying with a corkscrew uppercut attack. "Geez, now THAT had to hurt…"
"Hey, that's not one of Vegeta's moves!" Zori exclaimed. "Either he's been training with different techniques, or he was just desperate and tried something out of impulse…"
"MY guess is the desperate act…" a beautiful voice from behind said. Zori and Zeon turned around and were looking straight at Lisa-Chan.
"Hey, is she planning these meetings?" Zeon asked. "Hey, where's Leanne?"
"Good question." Lisa replied as she shrugged her shoulders. "She's probably gone to find Jedite, or something…" Lisa slumped into a chair in between Zori and Zeon.
"Wait, why would Leanne be looking for Jedite?" Zori asked. "Does she have a thing for him?"
"Not really… although she does seem pretty interested in Thomas. Maybe she's gonna ask Jedite about it since he's the only one Thomas seems to talk to most of the time?"
"Yeah, maybe…" Zori replied.
"Or maybe she just wants to give you and Zori some time alone.." Zeon added. This left him only a split second to duck underneath a kick thrown by Zori.
"Dude! I said quit it!" Zori yelled, blushing immensely. Lisa just giggled.
"Can't you just come out and say it?" Zeon asked. "Everyone knows you have the hots for her, and boy is she HOT!"
"Yes, I know that!"
"So why don't you just take your chance, Zori?" This was it. Even with Lisa-Chan sitting right in between them, Zeon was still bugging Zori to make his move. Couldn't Zeon understand how bashful Zori was around her? Or was he just going for the persistent approach? Either way, Zori had been pushed over the edge. He had already rose to his feet, leaning over Lisa-Chan, who had decided to duck, to get at Zeon.
"Zeon, how many times do I have to tell you!?" Zori yelled. "I just can't be rushed into this sort of thing! Sure, I have strong feelings for Lisa-Chan, and I've loved her for the longest time, but there's no possible way I could tell her that! I mean, what if she doesn't like me the same way? Don't you know how much that would devastate me? If my feelings for Lisa-Chan are in vain, then I wouldn't even care if I got my head kicked in half in the next fight I go into…" After this, the area was silent. Nobody moved an inch, particularly not Zeon, who would probably rather be out on the arena fighting Vegeta. In fact, the only sounds to hear were the blows connecting to Hawk and Vegeta, and the occasional ki blast. Lisa-Chan was especially lost for words. After seeing her in that hot spring back in chapter three, she thought that there'd only be one thought on Zori's mind, and that it would be a perverted one. But Zori was different from all those guys she'd effortlessly kicked into orbit. Maybe it was because this started years ago?
"Z-Zori?" Lisa asked, softly. Zori fell back. He remembered that he was still practically towering above Lisa, who had the most immense blush on her face.
"Yeah?" he finally managed to say.
"I… I love you…"
WOW! Looks like things are heating up between Zori and his Fire-type friend! Who'd have thought I'd be adding an element of romance here? Plus we have another cliff-hanger! Will Vegeta prove to be the strongest, or will Hawk Flamewind layeth the smacketh down on the proud Saiyan prince's ass? You're gonna have to wait until chapter 8 to find out!
BTW, sowwie for the long wait for this chapter! I had to go into hospital for a few days, and you really don't wanna know what for.