Hey guys! Heres the next chapter. Sorry it took a little longer than planned. I ran into a problem with my Microsoft Word and it locked up my story so I couldn't edit it so that took a little while to fix. It might be a little longer for me to get the next chapter up as well because Finals are coming up next week and I have a few projects due.

So I hope you like this installment and please Review! It helps inspire me and even if it's constructive criticism or just saying you like it, I'm fine with that.

Chapter 5: The Surprises Continue

The next two rounds went by quickly. Yamcha got his ass handed to him. Like usual he assumed Ramira, being a woman, would be too weak to withstand his attacks which was the opposite of what happened. Although she wasn't fast, no matter how hard Yamcha hit Ramira she took the damage as if it were nothing and when she had finally had enough of being beaten on she gave him a few strong punches and he was down. Tien and Trunk's fight wasn't anymore eventful. Tien put up a good fight but easily outclassed and Trunk's won the match, allowing as little humiliation to Tien as possible.

"Alright Ladies and Gentlemen! Now that the first set of rounds are finished it's time for the second set! Our lineup looks like this: Tye vs. Krillen; Goku vs. Isha; Saiyia vs. Ma Junior; and finally Ramira vs. Trunks. Now without a moment's hesitation, let's get things underway!"

Tye and Krillen calmed walked up to the stage and squared off. The announcer started the match but neither moved right off.

"Hey kid, how is it that you're able to do this?" Krillen asked. "I doesn't seem at all possible."

"Well first off, I'm not stupid enough to tell you, at least not yet." Tye smiled. "But it wasn't easy. If Master Saiyia hadn't pushed me so hard I wouldn't have made it this far."

"So Saiyia trained you the most I assume." Krillen was curious.

"Yep." Tye nodded. "Master Raiden gave me a little training but Master Saiyia is the one who really took control. But I'm not complaining. I actually prefer her training. It matches my abilities better."

"I see, well let's see how well you've been trained." Tye smiled at Krillen's challenge and their fight was underway. Krillen proved to be a much better challenge for the young boy than his previous opponent but he still gave Krillen a run for his money. Krillen couldn't believe how fast the kid was. He was having a hard time keeping up. Every time he locked on to Tye he would disappear again. "I wonder if this is how Saiyia fights. If so then it's no wonder the boy enjoys her training."

Krillen wasn't sure how much longer he could take this. Tye hadn't thrown a punch yet but he knew the boy was only play with him and it was starting to give him a headache. Krillen thought quickly and used a small amount of ki to burst out of him. The burst hit its mark and send Tye bouncing across the arena. Tye, after shaking off the shock, jumped up and was ready for more. This time, to Krillen's surprise, Tye was acting serious. The two matched each other blow for blow, Tye not using his immense speed as much, and the crowd cheered wildly, but the match was slowly coming to an end. Krillen was losing a lot of stamina but Tye wasn't even losing out of breath.

"Man I knew I should have kept my training up instead of taking it easy." Krillen thought. "This kid is so much younger that he has the advantage as it is!"

It wasn't long before Krillen was out of breath completely. He knew what he had to do, and hated it but he had no other choice. He slowly raised his hand in the air. "I quit. I can't keep this up anymore."

Krillen could see the disappointment in Tye's face but he could also see understanding in the look as well. The two shook hands and ignored that crowd as they had mixed feelings over the outcome.

"Good luck Isha!" Tye called to her as he approached the lobby before rejoined Saiyia.

"Thanks kiddo." Isha smiled.

The announcer called out Goku and Isha and the two got their fight going. Goku proved to be a major challenge for Isha but she gave it her all but it wasn't enough. After a few blows to the back and gut and several aerial encounters Isha was knocked out of the ring. She knew she wouldn't be a match for Goku but was glad she had the privilege of being his opponent.

Goku came over and helped her up giving her a smile. "You held back during our fight."

"How did he know?" She wondered.

"Care to tell me why?" How could she not with that nice smile of his. Master Raiden had told them much about Goku and how he saved the world many times over and how trust worth of a man he was. She also recalled him talking about his signature, happy-go-lucky smile which she assumed was the one he was giving now.

"I specialize in ki energy." She looked around. "And as you can see that doesn't help me in this setting."

"I guess you're right." Goku laughed. "Well I guess this means we will need to have a rematch without the worry of innocent by standers."

"I doubt it would make much of a difference." Isha laughed but the confused look he gave her made her stop. "Goku, you're much strong than me, even if I could use more ki. In all honestly you and your son are the strongest here. I wouldn't make much of a challenge for you."

Goku seemed to think on what she said but only shrugged after, as if he didn't really care. "This man is unbelievable."

The two fighters walked back to the lobby. Goku settled himself among his friends while Isha went over to Ramira who was eagerly peering out a window. Isha knew she probably shouldn't stay in the lobby but she was just as eager as Ramira to watch the next fight and she wanted to make sure she had a good view.

"Now Ladies and Gentlemen, our next fight will be between two contestants that will be sure to give you a fight you will never forget!"

Piccolo, who had been drowning himself in his own thoughts in an attempt to down out all the meaningless chatter around him, became alert and aware of what was about to happen. He had been working out possible strategies to win this fight but had been too focused on that task to watch the boy's fight. That made his calculations harder but he was confident.

Piccolo made his way to the entrance. As expected Saiyia was already waiting; only having to jump down from her little perch. Her back was to the lobby, much to his surprise, and as he approached she didn't acknowledge him. Her arms were crossed and eyes were closed as if trying to concentrate on something, but her relaxed posture said otherwise. Piccolo barely managed to make it to her before she proceeded to the stage. This perplexed him slightly. He had expected her to make some sort of remark but as usual he was unable to read her and she acted in an even stranger way than earlier that day.

The two faced each other in the ring and waited to start. Saiyia didn't look at, or more like couldn't since he eye were still closed. It wasn't until Piccolo studied her close did he realize she was in a mediation of some sort.

"Begin!"

Saiyia slowly opened her eyes and smiled, something Piccolo hadn't been expecting her to do. She lowered herself into a unique fighting stance and spoke. "I'm expecting a good fight. Don't disappoint me."

He studied her stance as he lowered himself into his own. It was a mix between offensive and defensive. Her left arm crossed her body defensively, which he presumed she favored that side more which he might be able to use to his advantage, and her right arm was tucked close to her side but the way she positioned her had showed it was being held offensively. Both her hands extended her fingers towards him as if they were claws but her right hand was curved slightly down. He wasn't sure what to make of the display but he knew it wasn't safe to take it lightly.

Moments passed and still neither moved. It wasn't until the crowed started to get agitated did Saiyia make the first move. With immense speed she closed the distance between them. Piccolo readied to block but as she came into striking distance she disappeared. Piccolo tried to find her ki but wasn't succeeding. Suddenly he felt it behind him but as soon as he turned he felt her fist collide with his face. Her touch was cold as ice which would have bothered most but with his tough skin it merely surprised him. He slid across the stage, stunned bit, but quickly gained his composure. He brought his attention back to where he had seen her, only for her to be gone once again. He was still unsuccessful locating her ki so he tried to hear her out. Closing his eyes he shut out the crowed as best as he could and concentrated.

He caught brief scuffling noises which he assumed was from her touching the ground briefly before moving again. "Good, now to get a better grip on the situation." If he could find her before she struck he would have the upper hand. Piccolo figured she relied more on speed than strength or defense seeing the kick she had delivered was weak and the small amount of ki she used in it was what really sent him flying, so if he could catch her he would win.

That's when he heard it. She briefly landed some distance behind him and then launched herself at him. Piccolo blocked yet another kick, which sent the crowed into a roar of cheers, and in a simultaneous action he grabbed her extended leg and slammed her into the ground. She quickly got up only for him to get a kick into her gut and then into across her face which sent her flying across the arena. Her body bounced a few times on the concrete before she flipped backwards and gained her footing. Purple-ish blue blood that reflected the temperature of her body dripped from the corner of her mouth which she quickly wiped away before grinning at him. If he had any doubt before that he was not human, it was no longer there.

"So you can put those ears of yours to good use. Good, then I was right. This fight will be fun after all." Her eyes shone with amusement. Piccolo could only assume she hadn't had a decent fight in some time but neither had he seeing he trained alone. The two resumed their match, neither seeing an end any time soon.

Isha watched as Saiyia danced around the green skinned man and confused the hell out of him. She found it highly amusing for some reason, possibly because only Isha, Tye and she could see her clearly. Having trained with her many times gave her that advantage. Ramira seemed to be enjoying it just as much but more so because of the unhidden confusion on Ma Junior's friend's faces. She giggled inwardly at his alias. Why he had one was beyond him but he had to have a good enough reason.

"Hey, can either of you see what Saiyia is doing?" Trunks walked over and asked. The two women just smiled at him.

"It helps to see her movements when you train with her." The extra sweetness in Ramira's voice made Isha want to gag. She knew Ramira found the boy attractive but she didn't want to be around if she decided to flirt with him…or drool. She laughed inwardly again as the image popped in her head.

Isha went back to watching the fight while the two chatted and she could, at times, hear Tye cheering Saiyia on. She smiled that as she thought of the relationship between those two. They were Master and student but whether they admitted it or not they had formed an even closer bond over time.

Piccolo was becoming annoyed now. Saiyia had begun to speak as she moved which made it increasingly harder for him to pinpoint her in the surround sound effect she was making.

"This is starting to bore me. I thought you could do better than this." That was it. That was the last comment he was going to endure. "Well maybe you should stop playing around!"

Saiyia's laugher ran in his ears. When she finally spoke is was as if she had briefly been right behind him. "You first."

He wasn't slightly shocked. Not only had he figured out she was only playing around but she had stated that same fact towards him. How she was able to figure him out so easily was beyond him but he made a note to get the answer at a later time.

Tired of this charade, Piccolo charged up his ki and flared it out in all directions, eventually hitting his intended target. He didn't waste any time charging in and attacking her while she was momentarily stunned. Saiyia somehow managed to gain composure during his attack and with some bizarre flexibility she maneuvered behind and restrained him in an almost flawless movement. Piccolo tried to get out of her hold but to no avail.

"You want to see me fight seriously? Then you'll see me fight seriously." She barely spoke above a whisper but it seemed much louder since she had been so close to his ears. Her grip loosened but before Piccolo could get away he felt Saiyia slam him into the cement. It cracked slightly under the pressure. He tried to counter her attack with a kick but it was met with nothing but air. Jumping to his feet he realized she was back to her old hiding tactic but it wasn't long before he found out it had been changed up slightly.

He felt his body became barraged with attacks on all sides, sometimes what felt like multiple sides at once. Try as he might he couldn't counter any of her attacks as her speed seemed to increase every passing second. Although the attacks weren't hard blows they seemed to always hit the same spot and if he couldn't grasp a hold on the situation he was going to lose.

Isha watched as both fighters became more serious and tried to get the upper hand on each other. She could tell that the two had completely opposite styles. Saiyia had her speed and agility and Piccolo had his strength and defense and if they were to actually be on the same side instead of opposing, they would make for an impressive pair.

Ramira had finished up her silly conversation with Trunks and resumed watching the fight with Isha. At this point Piccolo had managed to stop Saiyia's barrage and countered. The two grappled in hand to hand combat and even took to the skies which impressed the spectators greatly.

The ki the two generated was beginning to shake the ground a bit and cracked the arena in places their bodies hadn't already started when they were bashed into it. Then it happened. The two used an immense amount of ki and as the two collided the ki exploded, sending both fighters flying. Everyone watched in amazement as Saiyia and Piccolo slammed into the stadium walls, creating two massive cave-ins. The announcer seemed at a loss of what to do but Isha couldn't blame him. Not even she thought this would happen.

Finally movement was seen as Saiyia pulled herself out of the rubble, clearly out of breath from the fight, and soon after Piccolo was seen throwing a large slab of brick off to the side and getting up, not as beaten up as Saiyia but clearly he had taken a beating as well.

"Well after an intensive fight between these two fighters, it seems both have been knocked out of the ring at the same time therefore I'm afraid I am forced to disqualify them both."

The crowd didn't seem all that disappointed with the announcer's bad news as they cheered for the two fighters who made their way back to the stage. They had given them what they wanted, a great show and that's all they cared about.

Isha watched at the two stood in front of each other. Neither said anything or looked at anything else as the crowd cheered wildly. Finally Saiyia made the first move by extending her hand out for a firm handshake which Piccolo accepted after a small moment of contemplation. Isha smiled at the exchange and knew there was more meaning behind that hand shake than anyone else, besides Ramira, knew in the immediate area.

Piccolo and Saiyia quickly waved to the crowd and silently walked back to the lobby. Piccolo quietly entered and retreated to the back of the room while Saiyia took her seat on the roof next to Tye who wouldn't stop gabbing about how amazing he thought the fight had been. Isha listened in for a moment but decided to pay more attention to Ramira's upcoming fight.

Ramira was fidgeting next to her and nearly jumped to the door as the announcer called for the next round of fighters to appear on the stage. It wasn't long before Trunks and Ramira were facing off as the announcer began the match.