Last time on Dragonball Z, Sephihimoto's unrivalled lack of patience caused him to take over the organisation of the tournament, effectively merging all of the battles together into a gigantic All-or-Nothing Free-for-all! The fighting was intense, with one fighter attacking another, until only Amy, Zori, Hawk, Thomas, and Gokan remained! The male fighters became overenthusiastic and launched their attacks at each other, but as Amy seemed caught in the middle, she tripped over her own feet and evaded every other attack! In this shocking turn of events, Amy had nearly claimed the Consolation prize, but wait! Zori's managed to stay in the game! Will this rematch be a repeat of the last time they faced off? Find out in this exciting instalment of Dragonball Z!!!!
The Ultimate Largely Massive Pointlessly-Named Big Final Bout Super Tournament… 5!!! – Chapter 20!
The audience quickly quietened down at this outcome, eagerly anticipating what moves Zori and Amy would make, as well as who would make the first move.
"Our first match since Chapter 5!" Zori cheered. "Let's see if Lisa-Chan's training with you has paid off!"
"Do I look like I want to fight?" Amy asked. "All I want to do is eat... and spend time with DJ..."
"DJ!? Hah! He'll be the first to die once this match is over!!" A voice tore through the atmosphere. It appeared that Sephihimoto had returned to the Commentators' Booth. "Now you two start fighting, or I'll get in there and beat up the both of you myself!!"
"Heh. He sounds cheerful, doesn't he?" Zori asked. The answer he received, however, was a tackle to the marble floor by Amy!
"Sorry, Zori, but this is the lesser of two evils!" Amy sighed, grabbing Zori by the collar and pulling him back up to his feet. Zori took this opportunity to push Amy back, stepping back a little to increase the fighters' distance.
"Whew! Where did you find that strength?"
"I'd probably tell you if I knew..."
"No matter, let's just do this so that DJ can beat Sephihimoto and we can all go home!" Zori was trying his best to get to Amy's back or sides for an easier attack, but poor paranoid Amy had decided she'd taken enough unexpected attacks for one tournament – wherever Zori went, Amy was turning to face him, watching him like a hawk!
"Look at this!" Chichi announced. "Amy's certainly not taking any chances now that she's come this far! Do you think she has a trick up her sleeve?"
"Chichi, I think the trick-up-her-sleeve is actually up the front of her shirt!" Bulma laughed. "How does Zori expect to get close enough to attack when he has an acre of... well, those to contend with?!"
"I can hear everything you're saying, you know!?" Amy cried. In all her surprise at Bulma and Chichi's comments, Amy only had a split-second to notice that something was blocking the sun's light from her field of view.
"An opening!" Zori cheered, sending his boot crashing in between Amy's eyes! The incredibly chesty dark-blue-haired woman was taken aback and instantly fell backward, quickly slamming her hands on the arena floor behind her to prevent her head from hitting the marble. "Heh. Sorry about that. You don't bruise easily, do you, Amy?"
"Rats..." Amy moaned. "Of all the places I've fortified my defensive capabilities, my head still remains a weak point... I'd better keep my wits about me..." If Amy was to keep her wits about her, she'd have to make a move quick, because Zori had jumped into the air for another attack!
As usual, in the audience, there was a major collection of the other fighters making comments about the carnage that had unfolded before them.
"I sure hope Amy isn't hurting too bad out there..." DJ sighed.
"Well, I was the one who dragged her into this tournament." Lisa replied. "If anything happens to Balloon Breasts, I'll never forgive myself!"
"Even so, it doesn't look like Zori's going down without a fight!" Zeon cheered. "I can't wait to see what will happen next!"
"Mr. Zeon?" Little Yuko asked in her tiny soft voice. "Is the gold-eye lady going to be all right?"
"I'm sure she will, Yuko, but what are you doing here? Won't your Auntie Amaya be worried about you?"
"Actually, this is why I came to find you, Mr. Zeon – I can't find my Auntie Amaya anywhere!"
"Oh geez, this sounds serious! Uhh, Piccolo? You coming to find Yuko's aunt with me?"
"Why me?" The particularly comfortable Namekian warrior asked.
"Because you know what she looks like as well, so if we both look, we'll have an easier time finding her!"
"Well... all right, Zeon. But I really wanted to watch this fight..."
Back at the arena, Amy had to rely on her reflexes to push herself up and rush out of the way before Zori could land another attack on her! Of course, she turned around yet again so that she could keep an eye on Zori, but what she didn't anticipate was the fact that he was turning around too, sending a quick punch directly to her chest! Upon impact, Zori's fist sank in a little, and then he was sent flying backward while Amy toppled over once again. Amy slipped through one of the many holes in the arena, and had to twist herself around to grab the edge just in time. Zori had rolled back and flew off the edge, straightening himself out and grabbing the edge at the last moment.
"Wow! These two fighters just won't quit!" Bulma cheered.
"This could go on for another 30 seconds, or 30 minutes!" Chichi added.
"Well, it wouldn't break my heart if they went at it for an hour, Chichi! But I really don't think Amy wants to go on for that long..." Bulma had no idea how right she was! Amy's strength wasn't sufficient to keep her holding on for very long, and there was no way she would be able to pull herself up over the edge – her prominent-yet-problematic chest made sure of that. "We may as well face it, Amy will never be able to pull herself up from there! But it looks like Zori's having some trouble too! All we can do is wait to see who will let go first!" Zori didn't want to admit it, but a lot of his energy had been drained in attacking, and when his flying kick from earlier missed Amy, he had ended up hurting himself!
Amy took a look at her opponent hanging less than twenty feet away. It was a cold fact of nature that she could never outlast him by hanging around – her only chance would be to charge up an attack and try to get him to lose his grip before the same thing happened to her! At least Amy wouldn't have to deal a great amount of damage, which worked in her favour, because she hated fighting...
Zori took a look at his opponent hanging less than twenty feet away. He knew that he could easily outlast her while hanging – his continuous training and strict regime had confirmed this. But she was very different from the stereotype most others saw in her. While blessed with incredible bosoms, she also had incredible strategy. Could she be planning something? If so, this could be over very soon...
Without warning, Amy raised her free hand up toward Zori, charging up a bubbling ball of water. Zori, anticipating this move, raised his free hand and charged up a ball of ki.
"Uh-oh! They're both getting ready to attack, folks!" Bulma cried. "This may be over shortly!" Zori had not originally thought that Amy would put up much of a competition at first, judging from her passive attitude in their first match...
"Prepare yourself!!" Amy suddenly scowled, forcing her water energy to increase to a gigantic level! Zori knew that he would be in trouble if he didn't do something quick!
"No, Amy Ziromohama – prepare YOURself!!!" Zori's ki ball began to grow, quickly reaching the size of Amy's water ball, before he finally blasted it toward the food-obsessed sweetheart.
"Is Amy in serious trouble, folks?" Chichi asked. Zori thought that he had easily won, but there were a few things he realised just after he fired his ki blast: the first thing he noticed was that the force of his attack had caused him to lose his grip on the arena's edge. Then he realised that, despite the abundant charge of water energy, Amy had opted not to fire at all. And with that, Zori realised his mistake...
Amy's energy, while not fired, was still taking the full force of Zori's attack, and this rush of energy was starting to pull Amy's hand away from the edge! With a sudden explosion, Amy found herself flung to the bottom of the arena, harshly hitting the grass below. Amy tried to get up, but she just couldn't, and as she cringed in back pain she wondered if this was what she would put up with if she didn't manage to get special underwear.
"I don't believe it!" Chichi cried. "That was an incredible move! What strategy! It seems like Amy was bluffing – getting Zori to fire first so that he'd lose his grip!"
"This may be true, Chichi, but thanks to that explosion, Amy still hit the ground first!" Bulma replied. "Therefore, the Consolation Match winner is Zori, leaving Amy as the runner-up!"
"But what a match that was! It must be really disappointing for Amy to have such a brilliant plan backfire like that. I can't help but think that if she had fired her energy she might have had a chance..." Amy was indeed cursing the fact that she'd miscalculated, but in the back of her mind she was just glad that she didn't have to fight any more.
"You were pretty darn good back there, Amy," Zori smiled, pulling Amy up to her staggering feet. "It's too bad that plan of yours didn't work like you hoped, but even so, it was brilliant!"
"It was more of a spur of the moment thing..." Amy sighed, trying to keep her balance. "I know I'd have made it if I'd had more time to think about it..."
"Well, what's done is done. Come on, let's get you rested up..."
"And so, it's another match concluded, and another arena wrecked..." Bulma sighed.
"I dunno about you, Bulma, but I'm getting real tired of this!" Chichi added. "So now, we'll all have to go to Arena D to sort the final match out!"
While things were being sorted out, DJ found himself alone in the hot springs with Amy once again.
"Are you feeling all right, Amy?" DJ asked. "I mean, you took a lot of damage..."
"Please don't worry about me, DJ," Amy smiled, wincing in pain a little. "I'll readily admit that it's actually my pride that hurts the most... I let myself become so sure that a plan I cooked up at the last minute would work..."
"It happens to the best of us, honey... if we learn from our mistakes, we can come back stronger!" DJ had his usual grin on his face, but Amy's expression was steadily becoming more melancholic.
"... DJ..."
"Uhh, Amy?"
"... DJ, you can't afford to make any mistakes at all in your next match. I know that you'll give it your all, but... I also know what will happen if you should lose..." DJ rested his hand against Amy's cheek, tilting her head so that he could look into her tear-filled eyes.
"Amy, are you feeling all right?" DJ asked once more.
"No... no, DJ, I'm not." Amy's voice broke up as her tears poured down her cheeks. "In all honesty, I'm absolutely petrified! DJ... DJ, I don't want you to go!"
"I know how you feel, Aimes, I truly do, but I have to go to my final match..."
"NO!" Amy sobbed, grabbing DJ's shoulders and pinning herself against him. "I can't let you go!"
"Come on, Amy, you're hurting me..."
"I refuse to let you fight him, DJ!"
"THEN THE ENTIRE UNIVERSE IS GOING TO DIE!!" DJ cried. Both DJ and Amy went silent. It was evident that the final match was really getting to both of them. I mean, DJ really yelled at Amy back there... mind you, Amy was kinda yelling too! Leave it to a life-threatening battle to bring out the fear in people...
"... I don't care..."
"A-Amy?" Amy looked up at DJ, her tears flowing down her cheeks like waterfalls.
"You heard me, DJ... screw the universe, I love YOU!"
"Awww, come on, Aimes... without the universe, where would we express our love?" This tender moment was soon interrupted by the overhead intercom, presenting Bulma's voice once again.
"Attention: the preparations for the Main Final Battle of the tournament are complete!" Bulma said. "Everyone please take their positions for the final battle!" Amy just sighed woefully and looked at her spiky-haired hero.
"Well... I suppose it's time..." she sobbed.
"Yeah, time to go show that creep what I'm made of!" DJ cheered. "I can count on you for support, right Amy?"
"Well... of course... but I wish you didn't have to do this all the time..."
"Huh?"
"How old were we when we started adventuring, DJ? A mere 7 years old. You started having major responsibilities at only 7 years of age... I just want you to be able to relax, you know? After all, the fate of the universe is too much responsibility for one man..." DJ could tell that Amy was still very upset. All he could do was hold her in his arms tightly.
"Amy, do you think I've not had time to have fun over the years?" He asked. "We've had a lot of great times together, and I've never regretted a second of it! Besides, is this fate too much for one man with the drive of a hundred? I say, bring it on! I'll make Sephihimoto wish he'd never been created!"
"Wait! Umm... could we talk a little longer first?"
It had already been an hour since Bulma's announcement, and the already thick tension was steadily increasing. Everybody in the audience, the commentators, the referee, the merciless psychopathic murderer who looked strangely a lot like the main character – everybody had been kept waiting for over an hour now for the final match to start.
"Where the heck's DJ?" Sarah asked.
"I have no idea," Lisa replied. "It's not like him to get cold feet at a time like this... and more to the point, where's Amy?"
"Well, I sure hope they'll arrive soon... otherwise, that freak may start killing more people..."
"If you ask me, I think people are gonna get killed no matter what happens..." Angel sighed. "But if DJ can beat this guy, then it sure would make things a lot easier..."
"DJ, WHERE THE HECK ARE YOU!?" D-Chan cried. Bulma and Chichi were having worries of their own...
"Where could DJ possibly be?!" Bulma asked. "If he doesn't show up soon, then Sephihimoto will win by default!"
"Worse than that, he'll probably celebrate by killing everybody on the planet!" Chichi added, hitting the intercom. "DJ, if you can hear me, get your butt to Arena D, NOW!!!" Still, Chichi received no response. DJ had always been determined to do everything within his power to save the planet, and out of everybody in the cast he seemed the least afraid of Sephihimoto... so why was he not in the arena right at that moment? Sephihimoto, on the other hand, didn't seem to care very much...
"Humph! It looks like after all this, your little thick-skulled hero isn't showing up!" He barked. "And to think, all of you people were relying on him. You should have known better than to think one man could possibly stand up to me! But I won't kill you just yet... I'm still itching for a fight! So somebody, anybody, get down here and face me!"
"Don't count me out just yet, Sephi-whatchamacallit!" DJ called from the arena's entrance. The entire place was filled with applause and cheering as he finally stepped onto the path leading to the arena. And, as many would have guessed, Amy was stood right by his side.
"You're really sure about this?" Amy asked. DJ just looked at Amy and flashed his most assuring smile.
"I'll be fine, Amy." He replied. "I haven't forgotten anything you've said, and this is something I have to do for my friends... for the whole universe... and for you." Amy could only blush and think happy thoughts as DJ pulled her into a close, loving kiss – causing the audience to woo, of course.
"Man, that lucky bastard!" Zeon cried.
"Well, time for me to go..." DJ smiled, making his way to the arena and leaving Amy to look onward in a whole mix of emotions.
"... I believe in you..." She whispered.
"It's about time you showed up!" Sephihimoto growled as his counterpart stepped up onto the arena stage.
"Heh. Sorry about that!" DJ grinned. "I just had to assure a very special lady that I'll still be coming home tonight..."
"Maybe in a body bag! Let's get this fight started!"
"We're rooting for ya, DJ!" Krillin cheered from the Commentator's Booth. "Entrust your noble soul in your..."
"Don't even THINK about making a Soul Calibur reference!" Bulma and Chichi cried. "Just start fighting! And DJ, you'd better win! The fate of the entire universe rests on your shoulders now!"
"Yeah, no pressure at all..." DJ sighed before stiffening up. "All right! Here we go!"
"You'll wish you never challenged my, boy!" Sephihimoto yelled, racing toward DJ.
"Yeah, I get the picture!" DJ replied, rushing toward Sephihimoto. "You're gonna try to stop me, and I'm gonna overcome impossible odds and end up kicking your ass! Let's just do this!" As the two warriors reach within a few inches of each other, the animation suddenly stopped, as though to symbolise the end of the episode...
Oh, wow! The final match of the tournament is finally here! Will Sephihimoto kill DJ outright like he said? Or does DJ have a trick up his sleeve that will give him the winning edge? It's a pretty big bet, and you'll see who has the winning hand next time, on Dragonball Z!!!
Wait, you mean the chapter's not finished yet? Damn... carry on!
The animation suddenly flared up again, and with a swift right hook, it was DJ who landed the first blow! Sephihimoto was sent flying back a few feet, but DJ had already launched himself forward and quickly delivered a knee bash to Sephi's gut before giving him a harsh elbow jab to the back of the head!
"All right DJ!!!" D-Chan cheered. DJ wasn't done yet, though – he quickly grabbed Sephihimoto by the back of the neck and threw him high into the air!
"Here's a little something I learned from my cousin!" DJ cheered, cupping his hands together and forming a blue ball of ki. "Hope you like it, 'cos it's one of my favourites!" Suddenly, Sephihimoto's eyes shot open!
"You won't even get the chance!" He scowled, forming an extra large ball of energy in his hands. "Fell the wrath of my Homing Spirit Bomb!!!"
"Wait a second!" Leanne cried. "If Sephihimoto throws the Spirit Bomb toward the planet, then..."
"It and everyone living on it will be destroyed..." Delon concluded.
"No way!! Come on, DJ, waste that freak!!"
"Do not worry yourself – DJ won't let it happen."
"Damn right, I won't!" DJ grinned, somehow hearing the conversation. "You're going down, Sephihimoto, with that Spirit Bomb! HERWORTHAMATA!!!!" DJ finally sent the blue ki wave of death up into the sky toward his intended target.
"Take THIS!" Sephihimoto yelled, throwing the Spirit Bomb down at DJ. Within moments, the two attacks collided, and the mixture of the blue wave and the red ball filled the entire arena with a purple light that was almost blinding to look at! Each fighter was giving it everything he had, but looking closely revealed the horror that Sephihimoto's Spirit Bomb was beginning to get closer to the ground!
"No!" D-Chan cried. "This can't happen! Come on, DJ, you can take him!"
"... were we doomed from the beginning?" Thomas asked.
"No way!" Hitomi cried (OK, it IS still Hitomi and not Stormi, right?). "None of us came this far just to fail, and neither did DJ! He'll win this back!"
"I'd hate to break it to you, Hitomi, but that big ball's getting closer all the time!" Angel said.
"No... I know it isn't hopeless..."
"Hitomi's right!" Xell added. "I mean, this is DJ we're talking about! He'll easily pull another surprise outta nowhere, and this'll all be over before we know it!"
"I hope the outcome is that DJ wins..."
"WHOA!?" Zori cried out.
"What's the matter, Zori?" Lisa asked. Zori could only stare and point at the Spirit Bomb, which was at least seventy feet away from DJ and still descending, but it was a lot smaller than it was before...
"Wow, look at THAT!!!" D-Chan squealed, jumping up and down. Yes, the Spirit Bomb was getting closer to hitting DJ (and the planet), but the Herworth Power Shot was slowly but surely breaking bits away from the Spirit Bomb! Small parts of the bomb were breaking away and dissolving into thin air, and every so often a large chunk would just fly off and rise before vanishing. When the bomb was within three feet of DJ, it was no bigger than a football!
"That thing's shrunk dramatically, so how come DJ hasn't sent it back to Sephi-whatchamacallit yet?" Kage asked.
"I think maybe the energy still has the same density!" Gokan suggested. "And if that's true, then DJ will still become damaged!"
"But hopefully not as damaged as he would have been when the bomb was at a bigger size!" Zin added. DJ was having a tough time keeping the Spirit Bomb away, but as he looked up he could see Sephihimoto sneering.
"Hah! This has actually been a fun match so far!" Sephihimoto laughed. "I'd hate for it to end abruptly, say, by you slipping out of the ring!"
"Is that your plan!?" DJ cried. "You're trying to knock me out of the ring with this dense little ball??"
"Of course not! My plan is to take the ring-out rule out of the book!" And then, with one push, Sephihimoto sent the now apple-sized Spirit Bomb crashing into DJ, causing an explosion that blew the marble floor to pieces!
"Oh, goddammit, not again!!!" Chichi yelled.
"Chichi, there are more important things to worry about than the arena!" Bulma cried. It took a few minutes for the dust to clear, and DJ had only just staggered up to his feet. This was unbelievable – he had the upper hand not too long ago, and yet with one attack DJ had a lot of energy blown out of him!
"What the Hell?!" Bakaryu asked. "With one attack, DJ's nearly down!"
"This is terrible!" Sarah added. "Is there nothing that can be done?"
"... I knew it..." Thomas sighed.
"Tommy, don't talk like that..." Leanne said. "DJ will find a way to..."
"No, Leanne! It's all over! We're all gonna die!"
"He has a point." Vegeta sighed. "It's uncertain how many of you will be killed before I finally get my chance to destroy him. You all should have just let me have my moment when I had the chance!"
"I don't like the guy, but he's got a point..." Delon sighed. "In the end, DJ's relentless beating strategy did more harm than good..."
"STOP TALKING LIKE THAT!!!" Everyone heard Amy's voice scream out. The entire audience looked around to see where her soft yet commanding voice had come from... but where was she?
"Hey, Amy's up in the Commentator's Booth!" D-Chan cried, pointing up toward the booth where she could see Amy standing.
"Everyone... you can't stop believing in DJ... if you do, then Sephihimoto's gonna..." Amy sniffled a little. "... he's gonna KILL him, you know?"
"Yeah, him and everyone else!" A random spectator yelled.
"Exactly! Now, we all know that DJ has what it takes to win, but we all need to really believe in him, otherwise this is never going to work!"
"Amy..." DJ whispered, looking up.
"We've all seen DJ do some great things in these many arenas that have been trashed... and in every match he's fought in, he's surprised us with amazing strategies! We know he'll do it again, but we have to believe it! And let him know that we believe in him too!"
"Amy's right!" D-Chan cheered, standing up and pumping her fist. "Come on, DJ! Kick his ass!!!"
"Yeah, there's nothing you can't do!" Sarah added. "That dumb clone's got NOTHING on you!"
"Give him Hell, DJ!" Leanne called.
"Show him what our family can do, DJ!!" Lisa squealed, jumping on D-Chan's shoulders and cheering.
"You heard Pretty Girl!" Zori cheered. "Don't you let her down now you're this far!" DJ, hearing the encouraging words from his friends, mustered the strength and courage to stand up on his feet.
"Hold nothing back!" Vegeta contributed. "KILL him if you have to!"
"Yeah, when you win I'll show you the link to a really great bikini model site!" Yhamcha-Robii added.
"Trust Yhamcha-Robii..." Zeon sighed. "Think about what your opponent's done, DJ! He's the lowest of the low!"
"He no longer deserves to live!" Delon concurred. "DJ, send him to his final judgement!"
"It sounds quite dark, but Delon's right!" Xell added. "Put him away before he does the same to the rest of us!"
"Ooooh, I like when you're all noble like that..." Hitomi sighed, hugging Xell. "... oops, I'm meant to be cheering DJ on... DJ! Let's find out how much trouble Sephi-whatchamacallit can cause in the next..."
"Don't even think about it!!" Everyone yelled.
"... sorry. I mean, KILL HIM! It'll be a murder, but not a crime!" DJ seemed to grin at the sound of this, and was now stood in his fighting stance, his fists crackling with electricity. Sephihimoto, on the other hand, was beginning to look like he had seen whatever it was he was afraid of.
"Shut up, all of you!" Sephihimoto yelled. "Stop encouraging him!"
"Make us, scumbag!!" Angel grinned.
"Yeah, we're not afraid of you!" Hawk added.
"Looks like everyone's following my example of talking back to you!" Thomas smiled. "Fight to your heart's content, DJ!"
"Anything he can do, you can do better!" Kage cheered.
"Let your power explode!" Zin called. "Use every ounce of strength and prevail!"
"Hey, DJ!" Bakaryu added. "Look up above you! I bet that bad guy's crapping himself right now!" Sephihimoto chose to fully ignore DJ and charge up a Dark Thunder blast that would be aimed into the audience!
"Stop cheering him on right now, or I swear I'll execute you where you stand!" He scowled.
"Well, I guess that's up to you..." Jedite replied, grinning as everyone began charging their own attacks.
"Do you think you can win against ALL of us?!" Gokan taunted.
"Uhh, outside interference is, like, against the rules..." Hidoi sighed. He was suddenly transformed to Miyamoto when D-Chan blasted him with her own Raigeki attack! Miyamoto's appearance and attitude changed completely! "I'll allow it!!"
"Damn it!!!" Sephihimoto cried. "Will you be able to live with yourself, DJ!? You've been racked with guilt before, and now you're willing to add another page to your dark history by breaking the rules in the most important match ever?" Sephihimoto was grinning on the inside – he just knew that DJ would crumble under the pressure, feeling bad about not playing fairly. This would be the perfect opportunity to fly down and finish the job – and so Sephihimoto did just that...
Wait a minute! DJ wasn't crumbling down at all – he was actually GRINNING! You see, he'd honestly heard enough. Who was Sephihimoto to taunt him about breaking the rules when he'd been the one killing audience members, smashing arenas, and throwing certain rules out of the window to suit his own sick games?
"Screw the rules, I have friends!!!" DJ cheered, letting green electrical sparks surround his body. "Here's one I learned from Chrono Trigger! Luminaire..." DJ's body began crackling furiously, and his already spiky hair was gaining more and more spikes due to all the electricity! Sephihimoto only had one chance – he flew toward DJ at incredible speeds, preparing his final attack as he reached a mere ten feet... "...HA!!!!" This was when DJ unleashed all of his energy, letting a gigantic green dome of electricity emanate from his body and fully envelop Sephihimoto! After ten seconds, the dome finally dissipated, and Sephihimoto was left laid down in a crackling heap on the floor. "Give it up, faker. You've lost!"
"You're wrong..." Sephihimoto growled, slowly getting back up on his feet. "I won't be defeated here. And it's perfectly clear that you don't understand your situation..."
"Oh, I understand my situation, all right!" DJ cheered, loud enough for everyone to hear. "Amy said it herself: the fate of the universe is too much responsibility for one man! And yet here you are, trying to alter that very fate! Too much, don't you think? But you know what? You're right. It is too much for just one man... COME ON, EVERYBODY! LET'S GET HIM!!!" Everyone in the audience was shocked at DJ's words – nobody knew who was going to act first, or whether they should have done...
"Miyamoto..." Lisa said.
"I'll allow it, Sili – I mean, Lisa!" Miyamoto cheered, giving a thumbs-up.
"KICK ASS!!!" Lisa cheered, jumping down to the arena, followed by everybody else who had previously fought, and rushing toward Sephihimoto.
"Bring it on, all of you!" Sephihimoto shouted. "I'll vaporise and kill you all! Do you hear me?!"
"Oh, give it a rest." Amy sighed, slapping Sephihimoto in the back of the head. "Last one to damage him buys the beer!" At this moment, Sephihimoto learned exactly what it felt like to be that one penny that was left in a slot machine tray when someone had just won the jackpot! He tried in vain to get away, but with a Meteor Beam here, and an X-strike there, mixed in with a Death Orb, Flamewind, and Totomka blast, the once-mighty psychopath found himself horribly outnumbered. Beaten within an inch of his life, he felt weak, small, and frightened, like there was nothing he could do to prevent the inevitable outcome. Now that Sephihimoto knew exactly how he'd made so many people feel, it was Sarah who was left to deal the finishing blow.
"Looks like it's my round, fellas!" Sarah giggled, pulling out an enormous Broadsword.
"Where were you hiding that?" Leanne asked.
"Trust me, you don't want to know. Anyway, prepare yourself to die!" Sarah actually took very deep pleasure in slashing Sephihimoto directly down the spine – but little did she know, this would be where the real trouble began. Sephihimoto's eyes turned completely white as he fell lifeless to the floor. But instead of bleeding to death, an eerie green ooze began to flow out of the wound, rising up to around ten or fifteen feet in the air. After this, Sephihimoto's body exploded, causing dust to rise up and blind everybody. After the dust cleared, a new being was stood where Sephihimoto and the ooze used to be. He stood at a staggering fifteen feet tall, with enormous bulging muscles, piercing red eyes (the whites were actually green), bright silver hair, and the strangest arms ever – where regular arms have one elbow joining the two parts, these arms had four parts and three elbows each, allowing for tighter and more efficient grip in arm locks!
"Uhh... what happened to Sephihimoto?" D-Chan asked. The new being clenched his fists and glared at D-Chan.
"... his role... is finished."
Would you look at this, folks? DJ went from having the upper hand, to being on the ropes, to getting the upper hand back and getting everyone to gang-crush the bad guy! But now, who is this mysterious new enemy? And what was he doing stored within Sephihimoto? Is this a manifestation of the true power he never had a chance to use? Is the true final match beginning now? Who will be the victor? Is this one match that even the combined efforts of DJ and his friends can't overcome? Will I stop asking annoying questions? The only way to find out is to stay tuned for what may be the thrilling conclusion of Dragonball Z!
Is it me, or will not support tabs? I sure hope it's not too difficult to read without the tabbed speech. Oh, well. I just suddenly got on a role with this chapter, and now the final major enemy has finally arrived! This is very close to having a conclusion!!