*Chapters three and four were originally posted incorrectly with the end of chapter three being in chapter four and the end of chapter four missing... These have now been corrected.*

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Dragonball/Z/GT or anything related except my own made up characters.

Hope you enjoy it!

Chapter Four – The Tournament gets interesting

Trunks, at the last second, threw a kick at Majuub but Majuub easily blocked it and punched him across the ring. Trunks stood up, a smile on his face, as he turned Super Saiyan.

'This is going to be fun.' He said as he charged at Majuub.

He threw a flurry of attacks at Majuub but Majuub blocked them all and then began his own attack. Trunks was on the defensive, as soon as he blocked a kick to his stomach a punch was half way to his face when he blocked that another punch was already in coming. He blocked it and then saw an opening. He brought his leg up and kicked Majuub on the side of his stomach sending him flying across the ring.

Majuub was up straight away and in the blink of an eye, was right in front of Trunks delivering a punch to his stomach before kicking him to the very edge of the ring.

'Sorry, Trunks. I'm going to finish this.' Majuub said as he charged at Trunks to deliver the fatal kick that will put him out of the ring.

Trunks was on tip-toes right at the edge of the ring. There was no way he was going to win like this. Super Saiyan wasn't enough. No where near enough. He wanted to save this for later but it seemed like he had no choice. He pretended that he was off-balance and about to fall out of the ring and waited for Majuub. At the last second he dived to his right and out of harm's way. He immediately powered up and sparks were flowing from him.

'Is… is that Super Saiyan two?' asked Videl obviously dumbfounded.

'It is,' replied 18 'seems like you've got to give him some credit after all.'

'How, in Dende's name, did he get to Super Saiyan two?!' asked Krillin in total shock, 'the guy hardly ever trains!'

'If he managed to get to Super Saiyan two, that means he obviously did train,' said Videl.

'Guys, look! They're fighting again!' said Yamcha.

He was right. They were now throwing everything they had. Blow met parry. Parry met blow. They were completely even. Their knees clashed. Trunks swung a kick with his left foot but Majuub blocked it with his right hand. Majuub used his left foot hoping to catch Trunks of guard but it didn't work. They were pushing each other each trying to get the upper-hand before they both suddenly broke away. They engaged in another flurry of kicks, punches and head-butts. It was completely even.

Trunks knew that if this went on no one would win. He purposely let his guard down and Majuub delivered a kick to his stomach which sent him flying to the very edge of the ring. He then pretended that he had lost his balance and waited as again Majuub charged at him. At the last second he ducked down, as Majuub's leg sailed where his chest had been, and in one fluid motion delivered a kick to Majuub's back which sent him out side the ring.

Silence.

Suddenly the crowd exploded into a huge cheer. Trunks walked over to Majuub and helped him up.

'Good match.' he said as they made their way back inside.

'Well done,' said Vegeta as they went back inside, a hint of a smile on his face, 'It seems you've been training after all.'

'Wow! Trunks since when could you transform?' asked Gohan giving him a slap on the back. Goten was the only one not shocked by what had just happened, he just stood smiling.

'Trunks is through to the Quarter-finals!' shouted the announcer as he recovered from the amazing match he had just witnessed. This is why he loved this job. This is why he wouldn't trade it for anything else in the world. This is why he was here. And the thought of what was to come excited him beyond belief.

'Now, to our next match,' he said. 'It's Pan vs. Goten!'

The crowd let out an excited cheer as the two contestants stepped onto the ring.

'Ready?'

'Ready.' They both repeated.

'Then let the match begin!'

Pan charged at Goten. She threw a combination of kicks and punches at him he was blocking them all but she didn't stop.

'Go on Pan. You can win!' Pan heard Bra and Marron shouting their support for her. She increased her efforts.

'Sorry, Pan but I'm going for the win this time.' said Goten. Pan grinned.

'Remember what happened last time we fought in the tournament?' replied Pan. Pan was just a little girl the last time they fought and she couldn't remember what had happened. But Trunks had made it his job to recount the story to her. She had slapped Goten across the face and sent him flying out of the ring.

'That was just pure luck,' he said smiling, 'and besides, I wasn't really trying…'

He blocked a punch and then dived out of the way of a kick. He went behind her, kicked her forward and charged after her. At the last second she disappeared. He looked all around him but she wasn't there. Then he looked upwards. There she was diving, feet first, full force towards him. He jumped to the side with less than a 100th of a second to spare. As she landed, the solid concrete shattered under her feet.

Goten didn't waste any time and he immediately delivered a kick which sent her flying out of the ring.

The crowd was delighted. Wild cheers of approval broke out, they were certainly enjoying this.

'The next contestant through to the Quarter-finals is Goten!' shouted the Announcer. It was evident in his voice that he enjoyed this far more than anyone in the crowd ever could.

'Now to our next match, Vegeta is taking on Onizak!'

Onizak was wearing a black mask which covered all of his face except small slits for his eyes. He had a black long-sleeved top with a very long collar to cover his neck and a black cape. He had black trousers and black shoes. He also had black gloves, with metal spikes. The only uncovered parts of his body were his eyes and his presumably dyed blue hair.

'Contestants are you ready?' asked the Announcer. Vegeta didn't reply but Onizak nodded. 'Then let the match begin!'

Onizak was incredibly fast, too fast for a human, thought Vegeta as a kick landed on his side. Vegeta swiftly regained his balance but was quickly flattened with another kick and then some more punches.

'Wow! He's good…' said Yamcha.

'He can't be human!' said Krillin, 'No human can do that to Vegeta, not even when he's in his base form.'

'Except Majuub, but it can't be him because he's over there,' Yamcha said as he pointed to where the contestants were. He looked again to where he pointed a look of disbelief on his face. 'Where is Majuub?!'

'That might be Majuub wearing a wig' said Chichi.

'But why would he enter as two people?' asked Bulma.

'He definitely doesn't seem like an ordinary human but let's just watch the match for now and we'll figure this out later.' Master Roshi said gesturing towards the ring.

Vegeta had now turned Super Saiyan. He was coping much better than before but was still loosing. Onizak was firing a combination of different attacks at Vegeta. Vegeta was blocking them all but was slowly being driven backwards and backwards. He had now reached the edge of the ring and it looked certain that Onizak would win.

Then suddenly Vegeta powered up and turned Super Saiyan two. He began an assault of his own. Onizak was having great trouble keeping up. Vegeta lifted his left leg to kick. Onizak adjusted his stance to block it, and waited for the impact, then BOOM! he was sent flying out of the ring as Vegeta's right leg slammed into his unguarded side.

'And our third Quarter-finalist is Vegeta!' said the Announcer.

The whole arena nearly exploded from the wild cheering and thunderous clapping.

'Where's Onizak?' asked Yamcha, looking all around. 'He's disappeared!'

'And look! Majuub is coming back,' said Krillin with a smile on his face. 'What a coincidence!'

'We'll get the details later…' said Master Roshi with a wave of his hand. 'For now let's just enjoy the Tournament.'

The last match was Starp vs. Gohan. Starp was medium sized, and well-built. He was fast compared to most humans but it was still an easy win for Gohan.

'Okay, folks, the quarter-finals will begin in five minutes!' said the Announcer as the crowd cheered uncontrollably.

In Mr. Satan's private room, Mr. Satan was indulged in conversation with one of the officials. It seemed like he was making a suggestion.

'Why don't we have a Battle Royal to decide who fights me?' Mr. Satan asked. 'Um… I mean these are four great fighters and it's sure to give the fans a match they'll never forget!'

Mr. Satan had been asked to suggest a Battle Royal to the officials by Trunks and Goten. And since they've been letting him win all these years he decided to return the favour. Plus he was genuinely intrigued and wanted to know how it would turn out when they were all in the same ring together.

'You know what, Mr. Satan? I think you're right… that's a great idea!' replied the official. 'In fact I'll just go inform the Announcer.'

He walked out of the room and made his way to the ring. He walked over to the Announcer and started whispering to him. The Announcer was nodding throughout the time before taking his microphone and speaking into it.

'Alright folks!' he said 'Seems there's a change of plan,' he paused waiting for the confused questions of the crowd to calm down. After some time he continued. 'Instead of one-on-one fights, the contestant who will face Mr. Satan will be decided by a Battle Royal!'

By the reaction of the crowd this certainly was a welcome change of plan.

'A Super Saiyan show-down!' said Krillin. 'This is going to be great!'

'I wish Goku was here,' said Yamcha a hint of sadness in his voice. 'He'd love this.'

'Oh, cheer up!' said Bulma. 'I'm sure he'll be back… he always comes back.'

'Get ready, folks, 'cuz the Battle Royal is about to begin!' they were interrupted by the Announcer. 'May the contestants make their way to the ring.'

Vegeta, Trunks, Goten and Gohan walked over to the ring. Each of them took a corner and cautiously eyed the other three. They took their fighting stances and prepared to start the match. There was silence. It seemed as if everyone had forgotten how to breathe.

'Are you ready?' enquired the Announcer. Goten, Gohan and Trunks nodded but Vegeta didn't bother replying. The announcer figured from the way he was standing that he was ready.

'Let the Battle Royal begin!'