The Three Legendary Saiyans
Chapter 38: A Team Dissolved
As soon as The Grand Priest announced the beginning of the tournament; a loud roar engulfed the perimeter of the arena that echoes throughout The Null Realm, The Two Zeno's watched with wide eyes as the teams flew into battle only for the sound of explosions and shouting to ensue; the roars of fighters engaging in battle resonated across the wide and spacious arena while domes of fire and energy blazed all around the arena signalling the battles that were already beginning to take place.
Team Universe Seven.
"We must stay together; together we have the best chance of surviving the forty-eight minutes" Gohan called out to his comrades; his head looking to his left and right for any incoming foes.
"Agreed; I'm with you" Krillin spoke; standing to Gohan's left as well as Raijin's own left side.
"It's your plan Gohan… I trust in your judgement" Piccolo spoke; putting his trust in Gohan as he joined by standing to Gohan's right.
"I will not; a True Saiyan fights alone" Vegeta spoke resentfully; charging off on foot as flight was forbidden.
"Sorry guys… I'm gonna do the same as Vegeta" Goku gave a brief wave before running off in the opposite direction from Vegeta.
"Damn them… hey… where's Frieza?" Raijin exclaimed; noticing that Frieza had vanished at the very moment the tournament had begun.
"Forget him… let him do as he pleases since he's not allowed to kill" Piccolo spoke though he looked concerned; his thoughts briefly passing to whatever treachery Frieza
"You're right… but it feels wrong"
"Actually… we're going to go off on our own too" 17 spoke; his hands in his jeans pockets, 18 standing with her arms crossed; both giving their old empty stare.
"But 18… surely we must stay together" Krillin pleaded; a worried expression forming on his face.
"She's right Krillin; they'll be fine since they've got those Infinite Ki Generators" Raijin reassured Krillin; giving him a pat on the back.
Krillin stayed silent; his eyes staring out at the space where 18 and 17 had just been standing under a sudden punch came out of nowhere that knocked the monk down to the floor, a tall hulking green-scaled fish-like man stood over the monk with a broad grin.
The Fish-man was quickly joined by a purple dress-clad woman who hid her face with her sleeved arms and a green-furred wolf-man dressed in a thick overcoat.
"Great… couldn't wait to gang up could you" Raijin muttered; crouching low but opting not to transform just yet to conserve his energy, a slight grin as Piccolo and Gohan both crouched low behind him.
"Isn't that what you're doing?" growled the Fish-man.
"Before we begin this fight; may we ask your names?" Gohan asked; his eyes locked on the green furred wolf-man.
"I am Dercori" spoke the woman in purple; dropping her sleeved arm and revealing her deep purple-coloured lips and sleek and shiny green hair, her midnight eyes glowering at Master Roshi.
"I am named Shosa" announced the wolf-man just as Gohan rushed him with an elbow to the ribs; knocking him down to his knees.
"You may call me by Comfrey… augh!" The fish-man announced his name moments before Piccolo and Krillin rushed him with a pincer attack punch to either side of his ribs.
Raijin rushed forward; driving a knee directly into Comfrey's jaw just as Piccolo and Krillin drew back and delivered another double punch each to Comfrey's abs; sending the fish-man crumbling to his knees.
Gohan stood over the wolf-man though displeased that he wasn't the particular wolf-man that he wanted to fight; delivering a swift kick to Shosa's head before leaving him in a crumpled heap next to Comfrey.
Master Roshi kept strangely flexing his hands in positions over and under his head; his fingers outstretched on each motion of his wrinkled elderly hands, Dercori took a step backwards as she perceived the space around her appeared to be warping and contorting while her eyelids grew heavier with each second.
Master Roshi smirked under his thick facial hair; his Hypnosis Technique had never failed even against Goku when he was but a child.
Just as Dercori appeared to be succumbing to Master Roshi's Hypnosis Technique a billowing wind as well as a cloud of darkness enveloped the two, isolating themselves from the rest of their teams, "You really thought you could hypnotise me? Mesmerizing and making opponents submit is my specialty".
Master Roshi lowered his hands; figuring that his subjugation techniques would not work, even in this cloud of darkness and wearing sunglasses he still stared intently at Dercori.
Dercori's sleeves rippled a long wing-like limbs flew out from the folds of her dress; her form rising higher as her limbs flexed and moved while shining blue talismans floated around her two wing-like arms, "I am a master of talismans; your paltry techniques shall have no effect against me!".
Master Roshi merely glanced down at the patterned floor; in the past he would have acted in perversion when met with a beautiful woman but in the past hours since Goku had approached him about this tournament and needing friends he could rely on to keep their universe safe despite the lie about prize money, Master Roshi had locked himself away with Puar and forced the floating cat to transform again and again to successfully build a resistance to his temptations; reaching into his deep pockets that lined his beach shorts and taking a small capped jar out and setting it down on the floor.
Dercori kept smiling; his wing-like limbs keeping her at an advantageous height but the jar picked at her interest.
The lenses of Master's Roshi's sunglasses flickered with a resolute light in his eyes even in the cloud of darkness Dercori had cast around herself and the old man; his arms reaching up just as the purple mists soon turned into a tornado of emerald green winds, "Evil Containment!".
Dercori looked around her; shocked as her cloud spell had been tosses away by a sudden and unexpected technique from an opponent she had considered weak and feeble; the torrents of green winds pulled her into the vicious pull of air currents only to be forced down into the tiny jar within moments.
Master Roshi let out a deep sigh while slipping the cap back onto the jar before tossing it with a full wind-up of his right arm; the muscles in his arm bulging to their maximum in the wind-up before hurling the tiny jar across the entire arena and over the edge, a slight grin forming under his beard when spotting the all-too-brief dazzling blaze of blue flames in the distance.
Observation Stands.
"Hey! That old man is using items to fight! That's against the rules!" shouted one of the Gods of Destruction; appearing to be short yellow-skinned mouse.
"Shut your trap! It's necessary for his technique Quitela!" Beerus shouted back; rising from his seat in blatant anger.
"Oh Sir Grand Priest; would you settle this matter for us?" Whis called out; asking for a ruling before Beerus and Quitela could and would go for each other's throats.
"Very well; Lords Zeno… may we ask your opinion on this matter" The Grand Priest's eyes widened on Whis for only a moment before turning to The Zeno's.
"That was amazing" Zeno spoke; transfixed on Master Roshi's Evil Containment Wave.
"Yes; that was amazing" Future-Zeno spoke; matching the fascination in the technique.
"The old man trapped her in a bottle" Zeno spoke again.
"Yes he did; it was cool" Future-Zeno repeated again.
"The Lords Zeno have ruled that this Evil Containment Wave Technique is to be allowed"
Beerus, Whis, Shin and Elder Kai all stood up and gave a thankful bow in unison, while Quitela crossed his arms and pouted like a child after not getting his way.
Vegeta.
Vegeta hurtled along at his highest speed while in his base-form; running until he found an opponent worthy of a fight with The Saiyan Prince.
17 and 18.
17 and 18 both stood back to back; at the very pace of the pillar that was gradually going to count down the one-hundreds Takks, opposing them stood a tall muscle-bound man with cannons biologically graphed into his arms though he dressed only in leather boots and a red speedo, and the female member of The Pride Troopers who'd given Raijin a dirty look but was now giving that same look to 18.
The man with the cannon arms took a quick backstep for a being his size; firing a volley of blasts from his cannon arms that left blazing orange streaks in the air while they flew to their target of 17 and 18, the resulting explosion blazing in the arena's confines
"How do you like the power of the mighty Harmira!" the cannon-armed man roared; proclaiming a victory before the smoke had cleared.
"I remember making that mistake myself once…" rang out the voice of 17; the smoke clearing to reveal a luminous green barrier around himself and 18, "I hoped not to use this so quickly but it was the easiest way to avoid damage".
Harmira could only take a single step backwards before he left a volley of lightning-fast kicks pummel him into flying backwards past several other competitors including the trio of girls from The Second Universe, the beret-wearing Pride Trooper and a red-furred wolf-man wearing only a scarf, Harmira kept flying backwards until the floors of the arena vanished out from under him leading to a fall into elimination.
17 and 18 both exchanged a smile before turning their gaze onto the female Pride Trooper, the woman remaining determined even after watching Harmira be eliminated so easily.
"Cocotte! We're here!" called the voice of another Pride Trooper; this member being a orange/brown scaled dinosaur man, joined by a tiny imp-like creature with two curved horns, a tall muscle-bound fish-faced man, another short male member with a nasty look in both his eyes and grin, and lastly the tall blue rock-like man who scowled at Goku earlier.
"Vewon! Zoire! Kettle! K'nsi! Tupper!" Cocette looked overjoyed to have so many of her allies come to her aid; leaping over to them as they suddenly formed a group pose, with Cocotte, Tupper and Vewon standing with their arms raised, K'nsi and Zoire standing atop Vewon's and Tupper's hands with Kettle creating a dynamic explosion for effect.
17 and 18 merely stared and watched while they posed; both thankful that Gohan wasn't currently present to suddenly switch into his Great Saiyaman persona and begin some kind of foolhardy pose-off.
Gohan.
Gohan gave a sudden sneeze; wiping his nose with the back of his black sleeve.
"Are you alright Gohan?" Piccolo asked; deflecting an energy blast with a simple swipe of his hand.
"Yeah; I just felt like someone was talking about me" Gohan flicked his hand backwards; raising his right arm to block a vicious dropkick from Shosa.
"Focus on the fight in front of you; do not get distracted!" Piccolo shouted; exchanging a quick look between himself, Gohan and Raijin, each understanding what to do to deal with these opponents with only a glance between them.
Goku.
Goku stood on the far side of the arena; having been intending to run headlong into a fight against either Toppo or Jiren straight away though found his path barricaded by a single fighter, a tall muscle-bound ogre of a man dressed only in a white tunic and a breastplate.
"I am Nink; my Gods have ordered me to take you out first Son Goku" Nink spoke; cracking his huge knuckles.
Goku couldn't help but smirk at the challenge; crouching forward with his hands raised, "Just try it".
Nink let out a grunt before charging at Goku; his huge lumbering body moved with startling speed as he brought a heavy hammer fist down on top of Goku only for Goku to use both arms to block the attack, Goku felt the weight of Nink's fist weighing down on him but it was nothing he couldn't handle upon putting a bit more force behind his block and pushing Nink down to the floor.
Nink recovered with fast speed; leaping back up to his feet despite his muscular frame, wrapping his huge arms across Goku's ribs and over his right shoulder; an ideal grapple hold for transporting a victim to a preferred point in the arena's boundaries.
"Hey… what are you doing?" Goku spoke' realising that Nink was taking steps towards the edge of the arena.
"Heh heh; isn't it obvious? I'm gonna jump off the arena taking you with me!" Nink spoke with a wide grin; each step bringing Goku and himself closer to elimination, the cheers of his God of Destruction sounding even though they were on the far side of the arena.
Goku grit his teeth; his own strength being unable to break free of Nink's hold nor his grip, spotting that Nink only needed to take one more step before he'd along with Goku would fall from the arena and be eliminated in the opening minutes, clenching his fists just as a fierce blue flame burnt all over his body; transforming into a Super Saiyan Blue and using the force of his God Ki to force himself and Nink apart, Nink falling from the arena while Goku hovered with the force of his transformation for a moment before falling towards the void until his hands gripped the edge of the arena; using the power of his Blue Form once more and pulling himself back up into the arena before powering down to preserve his energies for the coming fights.
Observation Stands.
Both Nink and Dercori appeared in the stand seats at the same moment; being the first two eliminated much to the blatant displeasure of their God of Destruction
"What the hell happened? You two were supposed to take out members of Beerus' Team! And you both failed miserably!" Quitela screamed; waving his arms as he shouted and acting even more like a child.
"We're sorry Lord Quitela" Nink and Dercori spoke at once; their heads hung in defeat.
Beerus and Champa both gave a brief snicker under their breath while watching Quitela rant at his two defeated team members.
Team Universe Seven.
Comfrey and Shosa leapt back into battle; their brows furrowed in anger as Dercori had been eliminated while the fighters from Universe Seven had attacked so suddenly and to their perspective: without honour.
Turning back towards their arisen opponents and countering with a triple Masenko from a united force of Piccolo, Gohan and Raijin; the bright yellow blast colliding with and carrying the duo of Shosa and Comfrey across the arena; past foes and allies locked in battle until the beam faded and dropped the two warriors off the side of the arena only to be eliminated.
Frieza.
In the shadow of the pillar that slowly counted down each second for The Tournament of Power; Frieza stood on one side of a piece of the arena that had been torn up by one of the explosions caused by the battle between a warrior in a white superhero-like suit including a helmet and a male Pride Trooper wearing a crimson beret as well as a cybernetic eye.
"So… do we have an agreement?" Frieza spoke coyly; his red iris' glancing out from the corners of his narrowed eyes.
"Yes, you help me take vengeance on the Saiyans from your Universe; and I use The Super Dragon Balls to restore you and you alone to my Universe" spoke Frost from the opposite side of the jagged piece of the torn up floor.
Frieza gave a brief laugh as he caught a glimpse of Goku's dazzlingly brief use of Super Saiyan Blue, allowing Frost to leave on his own before heading out into the fray.
Raijin.
Raijin took in a deep breath after the brief fight; placing his hands on his knees when taking in a deep intake of breath when a sudden grip on his tail caught his attention, "What the…"
"How come you are a Saiyan but you have a tail… tell me!" spoke the strange girl from The Sixth Universe; the girl dressed in purple pants and a pink tube-top.
"Whoa are you? And let go!" Raijin countered; pulling his tail out from her surprisingly strong grip only for the girl to release her grip herself and forcing Raijin to fall onto his side.
"I'm Caulifla" the girl announced herself; placing her hands on his hips with such gusto that a small blast of air burst out from her body.
Raijin glanced behind him only to spot that his allies were split apart and engaged in other fights, Gohan and Piccolo were going up against two large machine-like opponents; a small robot with large arms and a second robot that appeared to be just a pair of large legs, and Krillin fought against a tall green-furred fox who countered Krillin's every move.
"I'm Raijin; I take it you're a Saiyan?" Raijin asked; biting down on his lower lip when realising he'd face an unknown opponent alone but he'd done so many times in the past but this opponent was a Saiyan from another Universe.
"Yup; and I bet you can't do this!" Caulifla tensed up; his body seemingly vibrating as her energy levels suddenly soared to incredible levels that forced a single bead of sweat to form on Raijin's forehead, the blaze of golden flames engulfed Caulifla as she transformed into a fully-realised Super Saiyan
"How long have you been able to transform?" Raijin asked; his minimal reaction causing Caulifla to narrow her eyes threateningly at him.
"Less than a day" Caulifla answered curtly; wasting no time and rushing Raijin with her fists raised.
Raijin rolled his eyes; the girl reminded him of Goku in a lot of ways, but mainly her ability to master transformations in an obscenely short amount of time, exhaling deeply when his own body became enveloped in golden flames of his own; opening his eyes after becoming his Super Saiyan Full Power Form.
Caulifla came to a grinding halt; his eyes widened after witnessing Raijin's own transformation, "You can do this golden thing too?!".
"Of course; Me and all the Saiyans from The Seventh Universe can transform into this form and beyond" Raijin spoke smugly; his turquoise eyes relishing the stunned expression on Caulifla's face.
"Beyond?" Caulifla muttered under her breath; realising that there was more to this power that she first thought and she desired it.
Frieza.
Frieza stood over a large sumo warrior named Napapa; his wide body riddled with burns from Frieza's precise beams while another warrior, a bat-like man sat against a torn up piece of the arena with a look of horror on his face; his batwings shot through by Frieza's Death Beams so he could not fly away.
Why? Why are you torturing us?" the bat-man stuttered; cold sweat pouring off his body in fear.
Frieza merely chuckled behind his right hand while gripping at Napapa's throat with his left; lifting the sumo wrestler and tossing him over the side with little effort, "Why you ask? Because I need to vent my distaste for these dirty Saiyans on you pretty little playthings".
Frieza's voice sent shivers down the bat-man's spine; terrifying him into getting to his feet and leaping off the side of the arena for the safety of the Observation Stands.
Frieza merely watched as the bat-man leapt into elimination of his own free will; a sly black smile constantly present while keeping a close eye for any more victims unfortunate enough to cross his path.
Observation Stands.
"Damn you Roselle! Why'd you go and eliminate yourself?!" screamed their God of Destruction; a stout man with a thick orange beard but prominently bald.
"I'm sorry Lord Sidra; that Frieza is just too terrifying" Roselle hung his head in shame alongside Comfrey, soon joined by a bulky golem with icicles protruding from its back and a all silver scaled dragon, both eliminated by Toppo and the purple rabbit-man who victoriously proclaimed himself to be named Dyspo: The Sonic Warrior of The Pride Troopers.
"Spare me the excuses; You have failed your Universe" Sidra announced coldly; looking down on Roselle with disgust though his eyes showed a nervousness when he locked eyes with Frieza after having been handed with an offer of treachery from Frieza himself less than an hour ago after being freed from Earth's Hell; an offer that Frieza had retracted after demonstrating how weak Sidra was as a God of Destruction by taming his own Destroyer Energy.
Napapa sat alongside his own God of Destruction; a large pink elephant being, Angel; a young petite girl, and Lord Gowasu; of whom looked down at Raijin, Goku and Vegeta though no emotion gave away his thoughts about the three, but he also sat beside a butterfly-girl and green-feathered parrot-being, both eliminated by a trio of wolf-men.
Goku.
Goku noted that Jiren wasn't moving from one spot near the centre of the arena but the nine other Pride Troopers were keeping close by; but a trio of blasts showered down on top of him forcing Goku to raise his block to defend himself form the unexpected volley.
"I've been waiting for this chance since you shamed me" growled a husky voice, followed by a cackling laugh and a dull growl from two others.
Goku turned towards the source of the voice and growls, meeting the grinned faces of three wolf-man; each wearing street-punk attire over their respective, blue, red and yellow furs.
"The Trio of Danger" Goku smiled with excitement; crouching low with his arms reaching above and under him in his martial arts posture.
The tallest of the trio, a bulky blue-furred wolf-man stood towering over Goku; known as Bergamo to those who have fought him and lived, "Pleased that you remember us… but for the sake of our Universe… we must defeat you even though it is not honourable to fight three against one".
His two brothers; Lavender and Basil both bowing their heads to their elder brother's will.
"Who said its three against one… when it can be three against two!" spoke a proud and demanding voice, Goku looking around to spot Vegeta stepping out from behind another torn up piece of the floor.
"Very well; I recall there being two other Saiyans of great strength in your Universe…" Bergamo started speaking before Vegeta blindsided him with a thrusting elbow strike; Goku following up with a pair of spin kicks to the jawlines of Lavender and Basil and knocking them back.
"Nice of you to join in Vegeta" Goku smirked; shooting a trusting look to Vegeta.
"Shut it Kakarot! I'm only jumping in because these three are worthy of battling with me!" Vegeta barked back; the air around his entire body rippling with a furious aura.
Lavender cackled like a jackal upon regaining his footing while Basil crackled his knuckles and got down on all-fours; waiting to counter the next strike, Bergamo's every muscle in his body rippled and pulsated with strength; channelling every drop of his energy into charging a single attack.
Goku and Vegeta both grinned in excitement, their auras igniting into fierce infernos in response to the Trio of Danger's challenge.
Next Chapter: Fall of a Universe.