Disc 3: Lemme See What You're Made of! Two-Way Saiyan Brawl!
Where we left off, Trunks had finished catching everyone up to speed, and is now forcing them to fight for his own sick amusement, that bastard. Speaking of which...
"Starting right now, I'm gonna see what you're all made of!"
"Eh?" Neoru squeaked in response.
"What!?" Dina recoiled in shock.
"Hrrrn..." Voshyo grinned in anticipation.
"Think of this as a 'pre-test' in regards to your collective knowledge of a few bare essentials. I just wanna know where you all stand."
"Oh, so we ain't tryin'a kill each other" Neoru thought in minor relief. "I can do that."
"Though, considering there's 3 of you..."
Trunks expelled a single clap. "We'll separate into sparring pairs. Neoru, you'll be fighting me. Dina and Voshyo, you'll be fighting each other."
Dina jumped back. "H-HUH!? LIL' OL' ME!? FIGHT THIS 50-FOOT EXTRADIMENSIONAL BLOKE!?" Voshyo glared at her in response. Trunks chuckled a bit. "You'll be fine! I could tell from that panic attack you had earlier."
Trunks's attention reshifted to the entire trio. "Oh, one more thing..." His expression suddenly darkened, as his eyes became razor-sharp. "DO. NOT. KILL."
Voshyo hissed at the restraint, while Dina wiped a bead of sweat from her forehead. Neoru was neutral.
"I'd like everyone to take position a few meters directly facing their opponent." Trunks raised his right arm skyward. "On 3, we'll begin the exhibition."
The 3 began to move towards their respective adversary. Voshyo inspected Dina and scoffed.
"(Pathetic. The lot resemble those Earthlings father told me about, and this one doesn't appear to've seen a day of combat. A single blow at full power will kill her. Damned weakling...)"
Dina shook a bit. "(He's huuuuge! And scary to boot! Not only that, but I can feel something... incredible coming from him...)"
Trunks took some time to check Neoru out. "(He's evaluating everything about me, I can tell. And judging by that look, he's used to it...)"
Neoru was partaking in the aforementioned combat evaluation. "(Coat should slow him down, so he's probably gonna take it off, sword isn't for show from the looks of it, around the same reach as I've got, hair's still stupid. That's about it, right now.)"
Once positions were taken, Trunks raised his right arm skyward. "Annnnnnd..."
Neoru and Dina tensed. Voshyo remained motionless.
Trunks slammed down his right arm, cutting the air in its downward path.
"BEGIN!"
(BGM: Kikuchi - M-1307, Start - 1:12)
Voshyo immediately appeared before Dina who, after letting out some sort of high-pitched squeak, held out her arms off of fear alone before receiving a palm to the gut. Her breath was expelled from her, along with a stream of saliva from her mouth as she was knocked back several meters. She rolled intensely on the ground before furiously returning to her feet.
"YOU'RE JUST GONNA LET THIS BRUTE FLING ME ABOUT LIKE A FLESHY RAGDOLL?" she yelled toward Trunks.
"Are you? Fight back! You're definitely more capable than you think!" He went, chipper tune in his voice.
Dina looked back at Voshyo, who was advancing toward her with a look of disgust in his eyes.
"Don't... you look down on me, you arrogant bastard!" Dina yelled, suddenly charging toward the larger fighter who hadn't bothered taking a stance. Before she could land a blow, Voshyo swatted her aside in mid air, making her spiral sideways for a good few moments before crashing. Rising up in an instant, she made another charge to his seemingly open left side, initiating a rush lasting only about 3 seconds, resulting in a forceful upwards kick sending her flying. She ended up catching herself mid-air with her ki. "Nice," Trunks subconsciously noted. "That's two with flight already." Neoru couldn't help but focus on the ongoing brawl as well. Voshyo jutted his hand forward and formed a small ki blast, aiming directly at Dina before firing. The blast was too quick for her to dodge or reflect, nabbing her right in center mass and knocking what little wind she'd regained out of her. He followed with consecutive ki blasts, forcing Dina to block and take them head-on. Each blast hurt immeasurably, like concentrated balls of lava were being flung at her at mach-speed. After 10 or 12 of them, Voshyo rose toward her at speeds unfathomable to the human eye and knocked her back to Earth in a single, half-assed kick.
"Pitiful" was all he cared to add.
He touched the ground one foot first, arms crossed.
"Now, does a true challenge await me, or should I toy with the other human to kill time?" Voshyo arrogantly asked.
"U...unreal..." Neoru gawked. "That chick just flew... and the big guy just shot so many... without breaking a sweat..."
"At full power, he should be around father's level when he first came to Earth," Trunks observed, "if not a bit stronger. Not everyday we get recruits on this level. Nice!"
Suddenly, the ground began to shake.
(BGM: Super Saiyan Goku Theme, Start - 1:50)
"Drag me out to the middle of nowhere..." a reverbing voice slowly growled.
"Tell me some piss story about dying..." yellow energy expelled forth from the crater Dina left.
"Make me fight some shithead I've never even met... And then watch him beat the crap out of me..." the Aurora covering the sky cowered and quaked.
"I hope you enjoyed that, you sick fuck..." Dina slowly rose from her crater, her once gold-brown, moppy and shoulder-length hair now completely golden and standing on-end. A violent, blazing-bright yellow aura now surrounded her.
Trunks stared in subtle admiration, Neoru out of confusion, and Voshyo out of disbelief.
"BECAUSE AFTER I'M THROUGH WITH YOU..." her now-emerald, iris-absent eyes shined with a furious intensity.
"I'M GONNA MAKE SURE YOU REPRESS MY EXISTENCE, YOU POMPOUS PIECE OF DOG SHIT!"
"Wha-" was all Voshyo made out before being sent flying.
"What a turnout!" Trunks exclaimed. "A Super Saiyan already! From how she's using it, this isn't her first time ascending, either. I'm impressed!" Neoru was shocked. "Super Saiyan? The hell are you talking about, and how'd that chick become a fucking sun all of a sudden!?" Trunks chuckled a bit at Neoru's wording.
"This state's exclusive to the Saiyan race - our race. Throughout the course of history, it's been awakened by a number of its greatest heroes, my father among them. It takes a Saiyan's power and amplifies it to an extraordinary degree, making them stronger, faster, and more durable, while also increasing their energy output. It's initially triggered by intense trauma or equally intense training, but after that, anger or concentration will do the trick-"
"HRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUGH!"
Trunks and Neoru covered their ears. "Yeah, it also erodes a Saiyan's sense of self in its earlier stages!"
"Basically, batshit crazy?"
"You could say that!"
(BGM: Vegetrunks Theme, 0:34 Onwards)
Dina charged directly towards Voshyo, erupting into a flurry of punches and kicks. Letting off more power, he was able to block most of them, though enough were able to break through his defense that he was staggered. Dina followed up with a straight jab to the gut, snapping Voshyo into a reeling position and allowing her to follow up with a viscous uppercut, shooting the fullblooded Saiyan upwards. In hot pursuit, the halfblood caught his head in midair and knee'd it repeatedly, ending the assault with a full-power headbutt. As he rocketed toward the ground, her fist followed suit, ending in said fist accelerating his plummet and creating a massive crater.
Once the dust settled, Dina stood over a nigh-unconscious Voshyo, killer intent in her eyes. As she made the attempted finishing move, however, a savage kiai burst from Voshyo's body, knocking her a ways back. He slowly stood, covering his head and coughing blood before standing upright and going full power.
"You impudent little weasel... daring to carry tainted Saiyan blood..."
He shot upward, the Aurora lacing the sky swirling around him.
"AN ABOMINATION LIKE YOU SHOULD NOT POSSESS THAT FORM...!" he yelled as he pooled his energy into his left arm, his right firmly grasping it and channeling energy. Dina, now slightly more calm, stared in horror at the amount of power Voshyo was giving off as she hastily prepared an attack of her own.
Voshyo began to laugh maniacally. "YOU WERE CORRECT, YOU KNOW!" he screamed as particles gathered and died around his open palm. "I WILL REPRESS YOUR EXISTENCE AFTER I'VE OBLITERATED YOU, HALFLING!"
Trunks began to contemplate the magnitude of the situation. "Yeah, this has gone on long enough!" he shouted before running toward the destructive duo.
"CEASE TO EXIST!"
Voshyo yelled as he shot a gigantic wave of pure energy. Dina, inexperienced with the control of her energy, let out an equally massive, yet slightly weaker wave of her own, resulting in a beam struggle. Neoru was still in shock at the spectacle before him; the point of the blasts' collision dwarfed even the tallest mountains.
"DIE!" demanded Voshyo as his wave of ki approached Dina more and more by the second. Before it could get any closer, however, the collision was cut short by a a pocket of air which Trunks threw. Both Voshyo and Dina stared in absolute disbelief before being knocked out seemingly simultaneously by the swordsman. Voshyo was taken to the ground, Dina was lowered gently.
"Phew!" Trunks exasperated. "That's the best I've seen in a few months! But still..." Trunks looked over the dimension, a good planet-sized portion of its greenery being scorched. "They'll need some work on controlling their tempers."
"Which brings me to you."
Trunks's attention shifted to Neoru, who was currently counting his fingers on account of being disoriented by the earlier beam struggle.
"Hey!"
Neoru jolted a bit before remembering that he also had to fight. "Yeah, screw that. You saw what those freaks could do, and you still flicked that blast away without trying. You'd kick my ass by blinking hard enough, I already failed."
"Won't know until you try, will you?" Trunks assured. "Besides, the goal's not to beat me. The fact that you were chosen means you just need some work on bringing out your potential. Just show me what you can do!"
Neoru rolled his eyes and sighed. "Might as well..."
Neoru slowly unsheathed his sword, and Trunks did the same, letting out a smirk as well.
After a planet-shaking display by Dina and Voshyo, as well as the unveiling of a Super Saiyan, things calm down as Neoru and Trunks now face each other! Does Neoru have anything that can compete with the power of a Saiyan? Or was he better off lying down and accepting defeat? Find out in the next installment of Dragon Ball STEP!
"En Garde!"
Yo! OP here!
That was a pretty long chapter in my eyes, but still, I hope you enjoyed by first fight scene. I'm pretty tired after that, so I'll just end with the preview of next chapter:
Neoru fights Trunks. Yeah.
Uhhhhh...
See Ya.