Dragon Ball Z (2) – The Vengeance Epidemic

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DRAGON BALL Z (2) – The Vengeance Epidemic
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Episode 1: Yajirobe’s Paranoia: New Z Warrior Uub!
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“Uh, Mister Goku, where are we going exactly?” Uub asked anxiously as he held onto Son Goku’s shoulders a bit harder, he certainly wasn’t used to being up so high and speeding so fast. The tanned mohawked human closed his eyes just in case he looked down by accident, the very thought sent a shiver down his spine. Obviously, Uub was afraid of heights …
Things were happening way too fast for the ten year old boy to comprehend. He had entered the latest World Martial Arts Tournament for a chance win the prize money, in order to support his poverty stricken village that was in an isolated location far away from the cities. His first true opponent of the tournament just happened to be the great Goku, who saw an amazing amount of hidden potential within the boy for reason’s unknown to him. So in order to see this out front, Goku had to result to insulting Uub’s parents as the youth seemed reluctant to fight to his fullest due to nervousness. After an enjoyable battle that led to an air fight, it was revealed that the human could not fly. Eager to fight him at his fullest as he did to his evil counterpart of the past (Kid Buu), Goku undertook his next journey. Once forfeiting the tournament along with Uub and farewelling his friends and family once again, The Saiyan went off to train Uub,and not to return until the training was complete. This is exceptional for occasional visits he had promised his granddaughter, daughter of Gohan and Videl, Son Pan.
“I’m going to find a good training ground for just you and me, I don’t want our powers destroying your village accidentally when we get fighting at full power, haha.” Goku replied simply as he gathered up speed gradually, looking back occasionally to make sure Uub was not at risk of falling off since he couldn’t fly after all. The rushing sea below the blue gied fighter of good was pushed downwards to form a U shape of falling waters as he passed it swiftly before it collapsed with a splash. Droplets of water splashed lightly on both the humanoid figure’s skin, letting the slight breeze bring a cool passing of the winds as more speed was gathered.
“Eh, what about my village and family though? My main reason for going into the tournament was to win the prize money so my village can have ample food and drink to survive. They’re all good people that don’t deserve the poverty they are in, I didn’t come back with anything!” Uub said worriedly after just realizing he had just practically abandoned his family and village by going off with Goku like this, he promised his return to the village folk. They needed him, especially as he was the only one being able to work as a one man army, capable to bringing them what they needed such as food supplies and water. Money was the next best thing he could give; he could buy more of the essentials with that. Goku who was oblivious to all his thoughts simply turned back to Uub with his typical Son grin as he chuckled lightly, not a care in the world.
“Haha, no need to worry about that, it’s all under control. You see Hercule? He’s the World Martial Arts Champion and a good friend of mine. He will gladly sponsor your village and family on my behalf, seeing as he has a lot of money to spare for charity as it is.” The Saiyan assured his pupil with a joyous laugh. Hercule may not be the strongest as people have portrayed him as (having defeated Cell and Buu, though one couldn’t not give him credit for his minor and yet important role, ironically enough), but his ‘job’ as a celebrity of the public gave him more than enough money to spend on whatever he wished. Goku had already made a deal with Hercule about this prior to the opening of the tournament, once the Saiyan had spotted Uub and saw his reasoning for signing up for the tournament, written on his application (and just knew Uub was the one he was looking for from then on). It was just a mere favour for Goku in exchange for the Z Warriors competing to let him (Hercule) win the tournament once again and keep his title as always.
“Oh, that’s good. Thank you Mister Goku, thank you very much!” Uub said happily though not able to say much other than thanking the kind man, with the relief sweeping through the ten year old. The human now became more relaxed now, since everything was fine. He was almost panicking there for a moment, but now he couldn’t suppress a wide grin, he was practically over the moon.
“Aw, there’s really no need for such formalities Uub, just call me Goku, okay? Or even ‘master’ if you want; now that I’m your teacher hehe …” he said with a wide goofy grin, that same Son grin of his coming was back again. As the two warriors flew past some clouds in the higher altitudes of the Earth, Goku was deep in thought through the process of flight, soon speaking of change of plans.
“Hmm … now that I think about it, we should make a rest stop somewhere. I wish to go somewhere of importance to do something, and you should meet some of the friends of mine that live there.” the Saiyan explained before turning to Uub, keeping himself steady whilst he travelled straight in a slightly slower pace “You know? Take it as a break from all this flying as well? What do you think?” he asked with a smile at the young one, there was absolutely no way anyone would resist to that face – no one, at all.
“Yes, I don’t mind if we go there. The tournament is still going on; and my village wouldn’t expect me back so early.” Uub replied with good reasoning, he smiled peacefully before letting out a scream as the winds took an exponential gain in speed. “AAHH GOKU, SLOW DOWN!” the boy cried desperately, gripping so heard that it was causing his fists to sweat icily with the wind brushing against it. “I’m going to f…AAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!” He soon was forced to let go, his sweat made it just too slippery for him to hold on any longer. His heart began an attempt to jump out of his throat as freefall came for a couple of seconds, not before he hit the familiar warmth of the back of Goku’s blue gi. Sighing in relief heavily, Uub blinked upon realisation that the wind stopped once he let go of Goku.
“I’m sorry Uuh, I was just so excited to meet my friends after such a long time – it’s been ten years since I saw them last. So I accidentally forgot you were on my back and raced off, luckily I felt your weight come off me so I realised. So I flew back a caught you while you fell, no hard feelings right? You know I wouldn’t let you fall, knowing you can’t fly yet yeah?” Goku explained in a sorrowful voice and a slight pout as he waited for his student to reply, Uub had reason to dislike him now for being so careless and putting his life at risk. But he couldn’t, it wasn’t like him at all to take it to a grudging level. And there was also another factor, Goku. His face and voice, it was so honest. It gave a message that he had good intentions, which he didn’t deliberately do what he did.
“Sure, no hard feelings Goku” he replied with a nod and friendly smile, he grasped onto Goku’s gi more as the warning of a fastening pace was given by Goku’s slight slouch of the shoulders.
“All-right then, let’s go!” the Earth bred Saiyan said happily, racing off moderately as a landmark of sots began to become visible as the two pass though more clouds …
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The base of Korin Tower was bare, except of the old white cat with a staff in which the tower was named after. Korin was walking around the perimeters, lightly humming to himself as he paced around - he seemed to be waiting impatiently for something. There was a sparkle of white in the clear blue sky, the old wise cat turned around to where the corner of his eye caught the light. He soon saw a tiny figure grow larger with each passing second, soon defining a person in blue attire. A couple of seconds later dust that was picked up from the winds whipped about the ground as a skidding halt sounded. Goku stood afloat in the air horizontally, still with Uub on his back – he waved merrily. “Long time no see Korin, thought I might as well have visit while I was close by” he said cheerfully “Wow, you haven’t changed one bit even after a decade!” he commented as he studied the cat, one of Korin’s eyes twitched at the comment.
“Goku, I haven’t changed in appearance since I first met you when you were a little boy, and that’s be a lot longer than ten years!” he said with a frantic wave of his arm that was not holding his staff, it seemed that Goku hasn’t changed either in his view – he was still stating the obvious out front. Goku laughed and rubbed the back of his head with grin with closed eyes, levitating down slowly so Uub could slide off him when he rotated himself to a standing position. He rubbed the bottom of his chin in thought as the looked at the tanned boy Goku brought. “So, who’s the kid that you bring with you?” he asked, curiously.
“Oh, right! Korin, meet Uub. He’s going to be trained under me pretty soon.” Goku introduced the human proudly, patting the boy on the shoulder as he did so. “Uub, Korin trained me when I was about your age.” He added to inform Uub of his importance “He’s a friend of the family and my friends now and had supported me and some others through hard times when they came”. Goku had concealed the details at this point; he would explain the past of the Earth as part of Uub’s training later on.
“Uh, pleased to meet you Korin” Uub said with a slight nervous tint in his voice, it was slightly shaky. Upon seeing the cat outstretch his hand, the human did the same and shook hands. Korin flinched a little at the grip he got, but it did not visibly show. “Kami, he’s incredibly strong for a human, even compared to Goku’s friends,” he commented in his thoughts. “Pleased to meet you too Uub, make yourself at home during your stay” Korin replied, putting back his hand to his side. It soon began to burn in pain from the hand shaking exchanged, soon tinting a red colour that seemed to hint he was punching brick walls recently. He sweat-dropped at this as he glanced at his red paw, he soon hid it behind his back from Goku and Uub’s view. “Anyways Goku, I don’t suppose there is another reason you’re here is there? Aside from you visiting me out of the goodness of your heart?” Korin asked to begin conversation to rid of the awkward silence in between his last words, a hint of prodding mocking in his tone – he knew Goku better.
“Actually there is, you see - I never ate any food prior to the tournament matches and it’s been a while since then. And since your cooking is the best and I think I smell something good down stairs, I’M STARVING!” Goku explained with a happy exclamation at the end, grinning like an innocent child now.
CRASH! The whole tower shook comically as both Uub and Korin collapsed on the floor with their legs dangling up oddly, Goku laughed nervously at the response – he couldn’t help himself when it came to food. Korin had collapsed due to how obvious his reasoning was and his hollowness to not figure that out, it was at least one of his reasons for coming to his tower with almost every visit. As for Uub, sudden realisation dawned upon him. “I wish to go somewhere of importance to do something” Uub recalled what Goku had said before, the ‘something’ translated to ‘eat’ in the mind of his master
Picking himself up with a slight rub of the back of his head, Korin sighed before grinning happily. “And you say I haven’t changed Goku, haha!” he said with a laugh, memories coming back at the last time he had visited. He smiled, there were some ups and downs to Goku dining at his place. But then again, he came rarely. Korin has always appreciated the Saiyan’s compliments of his food, which he got rarely from Yajiorbe. On the other hand, he had to multiply his dishes in size and number in order to fit his Saiyan appetite, to this very day he hasn’t figured out how they do it. After gave up upon pondering on it to the extent that he began to accept that thinking about it was a waste of his time, he concluded that they had an endless pit for a stomach and left it at that, simply enough.
“Oh man, I could recognise that voice from anywhere when he speaks about food!” There was a loud low groan of disapproval from downstairs and a light thumping of steps grew louder, a tubby man wearing a white apron emerged, looking absolutely grumpy. His thick black hair went down half the length of his back, he crossed his arms sighed. “Hey Goku, knew it was you since you told the WHOLE world that you were hungry” he said in a bored unamused voice, emphasising on the ‘whole’ in sarcasm.
“Hey, Yajirobe! Wow, you’re cooking? Man, the food should be awesome then! I look forward to it!” Goku greeted his old pal the master swordsman; he turned to Uub (who had stood back up and dusted himself) to explain how he knew him upon seeing the blank look on his face. “He’s a master swordsman who helped me out way back when I met Korin, a reliable friend too when it comes to deliveries”. Uub nodded quietly in understanding, not knowing that the Sensu Bean deliveries were referred to.

“Wait a minute, who’s the kid?” Yajirobe blurted out over Goku’s introduction to Uub, he looked at the tanned human suspiciously. He tightened his arms more and his face became more so stern, Goku laughed to break the tension of silence. Uub looked down nervously at the stare, sweating a little in nervousness.
“Relax Yajiorbe, this is Uub. He’s going to be the first student of mine pretty soon, after we eat.” Goku explained, having that hint of pride in his voice again. Uub wondered why he was looked upon highly by the Saiyan even though he was obviously inferior to him, if Uub only knew of his hidden past.
“Oh, RRIIGGHHTT!! Since when did you start teaching kids like him martial arts Goku? EH?” the swordsman continued with his interrogation, anyone could tell he was still not convinced.
There was a sudden tug on Yajirobe’s arm as Korin’s paw dragged him back; giving an apologetic bow to Uub “I’m sorry for my assistant’s rudeness …” Korin began before getting shoved off by Yajirobe.

“I’m not your assistant you stinking old cat!” he exclaimed, waving his arms around like a maniac. Goku and Uub sweat-dropped at this, there was bound to be a heated argument coming up.
“OLD CAT? Well you shouldn’t go off questioning our guests, where are your manners?” Korin snapped back, trying hard to suppress his anger in front of Uub – it seemed his head grew twice as big.
“You don’t think it’s a LITTLE suspicious that after a decade of no contact from Goku, he changes his gi and brings a kid who he’s going to train for a visit? IT AIN’T RANDOM!” Yajirobe rebutted back, fuming and equally the head enlargement. He soon let out his thoughts “Every evil guy that came here had weird looking skin, and you know what? THAT KID HAS WEIRD LOOKING SKIN!” he pointed his finger shakily at Uub, the human gulped in response yet not offended by the racist remark.
Goku sweat-dropped but however put a reassuring hand on the boy’s shoulder “Don’t worry Uub, he’s just assuming too much. You’re no bad person or anything, you only look like that to him” he said with a smile, the Saiyan turned back to Yajirobe and frowned a little “Though he’s got a point, I don’t think he figured out that Uub is really Buu reincarnated into a good person” he thought as he studied him curiously, did Yajirobe know?
“Yajirobe, I can’t believe a decade of peace has made you so paranoid! Goku is NOT possessed by a demon, and that demon is NOT Uub OKAY?!” Korin snapped back, after spending another ten years with the laid back fighter, he had grown to know his suspicions. He could read his face like he could read his mind. The swordsman has been rambling out the possibilities of something happening to Goku after a decade without a major threat to the Earth, and soon got the wild idea that Goku’s probably possessed in such a way that he forgot about them. Korin now at present really wanted to wack him hard on the head with his staff but he doubted he should be showing Uub a good demonstration of domestic violence. The two soon were literally head to head with each other, sparks flying about, Korin gripping his staff shakily while Yajiorbe went to take his sword out. The cat sighed when he decided to end it “How about this? Goku and Uub will spar in front of your unconvinced face, if they kill you then we’ll wish you back with the dragon-balls after it’s all over and I’ll be your slave once you’re revived. When you’re convinced otherwise, you’ll go and help me cook for Goku. You know how he is with his meals when he comes over here …” Korin suggested, putting out a palm. “Deal?” he asked.
“Oh it’s a deal, you’re so going to loose this bet buddy. I guess dying and being revived again is worth you being my slave, oh yeah.” Yajirobe said with a grunt, shaking Korin’s paw to seal the deal.
Goku and Uub just blinked in awe and watched without a sound, it was incredible with the drastic change of evens rebounding against each other. “I’m not doing this for the sake of Yajirobe you know. Since we were never expecting you Goku, the food will take long to prepare obviously. So you guys might as well have a spar while you’re waiting, and convincing Yajirobe over there that you won’t kill him. Though I wouldn’t mind either way with that attitude of his, he’s hard to put up with at times and he’s also another person to feed.” Korin said grumpily before heading down into the kitchen, “Oh, and try not to destroy this place either” he added, he knew such a reminder wasn’t needed but he still found it necessary.
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With Yajirobe prepared for the worst with the swordsman standing on the side of the tower with crossed arms and a very suspicious looking face, Goku and Uub glanced at him and then back to each other. “Well, Korin’s got a point so. Okay, our training starts now Uub, your first lesson! Now when you’re fighting to defeat an opponent, you must learn to suppress you power to the extent of just defeating him easily and not killing instantly. Now I’m going to suppress my power and I want you to do the same, first match my power and then continue to raise it until you can defeat me. This way you just need to use to power to finish the job and not have to use all your power, learn to conserve it for when it is needed. It’ll take some practice and getting used so don’t worry if you don’t get it until you had a few tries, you understand Uub?” Goku asked after his extensive explanation of his first exercise for his first student, he hopped back so he was all the way to the edge of the area as Uub did the same on the other side opposite his master.
Uub nodded silently before confirming with words “Yes, I understand Goku” he said a little unsurely, he promptly went into a relaxed fighting stance as he bend his body back a little to be flexible. Goku mirrored a similar stance as the whistling of wind blew in between them, with Yajiorbe in the sidelines expecting his death wish quickly. Goku pushed off his right foot and went into a leap reaching half way up the height of the columns holding the tower base up. Uub had a tingling feeling of danger about his body as his sixth ki seeking sense could tell him, he wasn’t aware of such a feeling but he’d ask about it later. Such a distractive thought caught the human unaware because soon Goku’s fist was drawing nearer. CRACK! Uub took a stumbling step backwards as he bowed his head a little while gasping in pain with a punch to the gut by his teacher.
“Come on Uub, you’re distracted and having your guard down. Focus on me, my power and nothing else!” Goku instructed his student with a yell to force it in him, Uub suddenly shot his eyes upon in unexpected readiness as he woke up from a deep sleep.
“Right!” the human simply replied back with a more confident less hesitant tone this time round, his eyebrows arched down in focus and seriousness. Goku quickly pulled his leg back and swung his boot at Uub’s face; the tanned warrior could feel the pressure coming closer and took the warning to his advantage. He bent down quickly in a squat as the leg passed him and moved his own leg around for a leg sweep. BONK! Only for it to hit a rebounding wall of resistance, his master’s other boot. Seeing his chance, the Saiyan forced his foot forwards into an arching push that sent Uub adrift into the air in a slight spin. “You have to hit harder Uub, sense my power and match it with yours. Make that tingling feeling from you and me be equal and go then beyond that power, little by little until you take control of the fight, not your opponent!” Goku continued to lecture as Uub flipped in the air to land on his feet shortly after with a slight pant. Without warning Goku dashed at Uub quickly so his travelling feet blurred, Uub panicked a little in a slight sweating flinch and crossed his arms in an X shape about his face on reflexive defence.
-BOOM!- There was a shockwave of collision of Uub’s elbows and Goku’s knee. This sent the wind blowing outwards and caused Yajirobe to panic a little at the power, one hit from either of them and he’d be dead instantly. Uub smiled a bit, pushing forwards while throwing his crossed arms upwards. He rotated around so that his feet were soon dangling in the air as he opened his spread his arms wide for balance. He hammered his foot one by one in alternation at Goku’s chest. -THUM-THUM-THUM-THUM!- The Saiyan quickly responded with catching each strike upon every attempt and pushing it back a little to balance the forces so he won’t sustain any damage from parrying. The boy grunted a little in disappointment and knew what he had to do, raise his power a little, yet to a significant degree that it mattered. He pushed off his hands and then hopped back on his feet, bouncing off them to aim a double fisted slam on Goku’s head.
-KABOOM!- There was another shockwave outburst as Goku reacted with his fist intercepting the attack, though a two against one fist match wasn’t in his favour. Uub grit his teeth as he pushed more force in his fists quickly before gravity pulled him down again, the skin upon his hands began to glow a transparent colour with white outlines. Goku shook under the pressure and shakily had his fist forced down to his face slowly, feeling a fall coming soon Uub boosted himself to swing his body over head so his feet soon stomped on his master’s head. Goku let out a slight yelp with his hair rubbing in Uub’s bare feet and promptly swept his opponent off with a hand swipe. Uub was tripped in mid air, and was soon waving his arm and legs in a futile attempt to keep himself afloat.
-CRASH!- It obviously failed the human fell face first on the floor in a star shaped position. Goku walked up to his student as he picked himself up and dusted himself, muttering apologies. Goku shook and head with a smile “As I said, I didn’t expect you to get the hang of it so soon; actually I would be very amazed if you did. With that fall of yours makes it even more essential for you to learn how to fly, you could have avoided that if so.” He said as he took a step back. “So we’ll skip that until I teach you to fly later, for now I want you to have easy control over your power. I only made you go all out by angering you, if you could just get to that power yourself then when you really do get angry you’ll become even stronger, got that?” Goku continued in his lesson teaching. “All you have to do is force the energy out of you upon will, not a need for anger. You WANT the power, not need it. Now try it.” Uub gave an affirmative yes in response and then stood in the middle as Goku floated in to the edge of the tower, waiting with eager eyes.
Uub went into what seemed to be a powering up stance; he spread his legs evenly and bent them, and put his arms to his side out in front of him. He began to grunt a little, triggering some of his power and repeatedly told his head to let his energy out. “HaaaaaAAAAHHH!” he sounded as a faint white aura formed around him, the vibe of his outlines were showed brilliantly. Yajirobe began to stumble around uneasily as the platform began to shake a little; the kid seemed to want to destroy the whole place in the swordsman’s mind. “WWWAAAAAHHH!!!” A couple of mintues passed before Uub began to scream with the want for more power, arching his head back to let it all out. His power continued to build up more by the very second to create a live twister around him.
Yajribe clung onto the nearest pole as he was blown back; a feeling of familiarity crossed his mind. This was just like when Goku showed them half of his new Super Saiyan powers after emerging out of the Hyperbolic Time Chamber, only this boy seemed to output more power. And from this he knew with sudden foreshadowing, he was going to fall off the tower from the winds, and die upon his fall. “AAAAHHHH!!!! THE DEMON GOT ME! I WIN YOUR STUPID BET KORIN! HAAGAAHHH!!!” He cried out as it was his on the spot will, blown out into the open skies and soon dropping down. Goku sighed and dropped down, catching him in his arms as a lover would, it didn’t help matters. “Goku, WHAT DID THE DEMON KID DO TO YOU ???” he cried hysterically as he shook Goku in an attempt to make him snap out of it, he put into assumption that Uub made Goku homosexual as well. Goku blinked in confusion as he put Yajirobe down on the ground, the swordsman crawled backwards in fear until he hit something, more-so, someone. “AAAAHH!!” he screamed in fright as he say Uub’s back, the boy turned around and backed away in panic and wondered what he did wrong this time. “Okay, okay, just don’t go all gay on me! KORIN, I’M HELPING YOU WITH THE COOKING!” he announced, soon dashing to the door and shutting it behind him before Goku or Uub opened their mouths to say something to him.
There was an awkward silence right now, what just happened was so quick and bizarre. “Well, we shouldn’t do that exercise anymore because it might blow away the food, so uh.” Goku soon was in deep though, and soon had a bright idea. He sat down and crossed his legs “Uub, come sit next to me. I’m going to teach you a bit of meditation” he said brightly. Uub nodded and copied his master in the manner he was sitting. “Now I want you to just relax, clear your mind. Don’t let anything distract you, blank out everything. It uses mental energy to think about the simplest of things, by doing this you’re giving your brain a break from work and so it will rejuvenate your brain so you’ll feel a lot better and refocused when you think the did enough meditation” Goku explained. “Now see you can put my words into action!”
Uub replied with a simple ‘Okay’ as he rested his hands on his knees and closed his eyes. All he could see is black and the little light penetrating through his eyelids, he tried to follow Goku’s instructions as readily as possible. He closed his mind, he rid of his thoughts. He felt slightly empty and wondered if that was supposed to happen, he sighed internally as he was breaking the rule he was trying to follow. Though he was thinking about what to do, he was supposed to not think at all. He tried again, emptying everything, ignoring all. He seemed to loose conscious with the outside reality and empty space of blackness until “LUNCH IS READY!”
-CRASH!- Goku and Uub got the shock of their lives with such a sudden noise, causing them to fall back on heads comically. However Goku got up as quickly as he fell once he registered what was said, “ALL RIGHT! FOOD!” he exclaimed happily, looking at the various plates of food on the table that was set out on the floor. “Come on Uub, a key thing about a fighter is that he gets enough food and drink to replenish your energy!” A faint uneasy “Oh” came from the student’s mouth as he sat opposite Goku at the food. He picked up a nearby fork and poked a piece of beef he soon put to his mouth, slowly munching on it – it tasted good. In the time that happened, Goku had eaten at least his first out of five rows of plates, licking his lips happily.
-BOING!- Uub’s jaw literally dropped to the ground and eyes bulged out by the speed, and his piggishness. Korin chuckled from behind the boy as Goku continued on with his second and soon third row of food “Goku has an amazing appetite that’s by for not human” he explained “No one knows how he does it, he just does so get used to it kid. I eventually did, hahaha! Oh you better eat before he eats your share as well out of carelessness too!”
Uub panicked a little, he was hungry and he was sure not going to let an opportunely like this slip to result in a empty stomach. “Oh, okay, thanks! I’ll keep that in mind.” he said gratefully as Korin patted him on the back.
“Don’t mention it kid, enjoy the food” he said in finality, exiting down the stairs to the kitchen again to keep Yajirobe company, Avoiding Goku and Uub not because of them being evil, but being gay.
“Oh man, THAT WAS GREAT!” Goku said several minutes later, all the plates of food in front of him emptied out messily by his mouth, he grabbed a big napkin and wiped his mouth. Not one spec of plain white was left when he was done with the wiping. Uub looked stoned as he glanced at Goku and then down at the eaten food, he had simply picked up a little of what was left before Goku at it and placed it on his plate, Goku had finished before he had started. The Saiyan soon took notice of this and smiled cheerfully “Take your time eating Uub, I’ll just take a quick nap” he said, lying on his back with a happy sigh as he stretched his arms, soon snoring lightly with constant Zs.
The boy finding this all very strange to comprehend silently ate his food, watching Goku in an attempt to piece what had happened together to make any sense to him. He sighed a little as he finished his meal, he was slightly bewildered and no one could blame him as a boy of his age having to go through such extraordinary events. He sat down and tried the meditation thing that Goku taught him while he waited, and when Goku woke up soon after he nudged him lightly on the back to wake him up. “I see you’ve got the hang of meditation, we can do more later but for now we got to go, hop on!” he patted his back as he crouched down. Uub climbed on Goku’s back as he dropped off the tower, floating downwards so he’d be in line with the kitchen window “Korin and Yajirobe, thanks for everything. We’ll be going now, bye!” he said in farewell with a wave, Uub said a quick “Thanks!” before they blasted off.
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Goku made a freefall down Korin tower, with Uub clinging to his blue gi in a panic as he was heavily reminded of his fall earlier on. Squinting his eyes and hoping it’ll stop soon, they soon touched down upon the ground. Uub got off Goku’s back and looked around, he recognised the area “Hey Goku, I know this place. My village isn’t far from here” he said, taking the lead out front.
“Okay, then let’s go!” The Saiyan replied happily, following Uub until he led him to a village of natives with tribal makings on their body, one of them was highly noticeable – the one who was obviously chief. “Bora, is that you? Wow, this is such of coincidence! You’re from Uub’s village!?” Goku exclaimed in disbelief, looking around and recognised another, Bora’s son Upa who was all grown up “Upa, hey! You’ve sure grown up since we last met” he said as he shook his hand enthusiastically.
“Goku, it has been a long time. I haven’t heard your voice since your request of our help ten years ago with Majin Buu” Bora said, patting his old friend on your back “I’d be intrigued to hear of your tales since our last adventure together old friend”. He looked around to his people “This is Goku, hero of the Earth. It was thanks to him I was brought back to life with the dragon-balls, one that I was guarding back in my younger days when Upa was still a young child” he explained, introducing Goku, there was a murmur of approval and chatter after this was out.
“You have grown up strong Goku, I can see that clearly” Upa said with much honouring in his voice, it was thanks to Kid Goku’s help that he got his father back and seemed to be the first to notice Uub who was incredibly quiet, put out of the spotlight “Uub, how come you came back? I suppose you didn’t win the prize money but it doesn’t matter, we all know you did your best” he smiled.
“He sure did Upa, I brought him back here so I can train him. And a friend of mine is going to sponsor your village so you at least don’t have to look for the necessaries yourselves.” Goku cut in, hoping to have a good response to the village, and he did. Bora and Upa thanked him countless times and the whole village bowed to him and Uub, seeing as the boy must have told Goku of their hardships. “Aw, come on, you don’t have to do that.” He said, rubbing the back of his head and grinning with his eyes closed.
And so Goku stayed at Uub’s village and got to know its inhabitants quick, he soon found the deal training spot miles away from the village. I same time and energy, Goku would instant transmit himself to a nearby farm then head out to their training area and then teleport back to the village when it was over. He would be fed well as the sponsors Hercule organised took his appetite into consideration as well. So each day, Goku and Uub would train and eat until night came where they would rest, Goku would tell the village his adventures right from King Piccolo to Majin Buu.
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Back at the tournament, since Goku and Uub had gone, the tournament announcer was as in much turmoil as he had experienced last time Goku entered the tournament. Luckily for him, it wasn’t as bad “Folks, since Goku and Uub have forfeited the matech, Pan automatically goes onto the next round, onto the semi finals!” he announced in relief, the crowd began to roar with applause. “Next we have Captain Chicken up against Kiraano, then Mr. Buu verses Goten, Trunks against Otoko Sukii and last and not least, Vegeta and Hok. Oh I can tell things will be heating up very soon!”
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With Goku and Uub out of the tournament, how would this change the outcome of who becomes the next World Martial Arts Champion? Find out next time on Dragon Ball Z (2): The Vergence Epidemic!

[HerrGeiger]

Beautiful; good to see something that isn't a parody on the fan-fic side of things. Suggestion: Try not to use brackets as they tend to pause the story and take one out of it. Perhaps a semi-colon or comma could be suitable.

[Gosan]

(Yay, a comment lol. Thanks, appreciate it mate. And I got rid of the brackets, except for in here XD. Dunno why I did it, never did it in the past, won't happen again though, heh.- Btw, just for anyone reading, in this fiction, Bulla is 10 and Goten and Trunks did not slack off their training, Gohan still became a nerd but rest assured, that will be fixed! XD)

DRAGON BALL Z (2): The Vengeance Epidemic
UUB SAGA
Episode 2: Tourney Resumes! Vegeta's Replacement!

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Several minutes later, the tournament announcer went back into boom. “Ladies and Gentleman, we now resume the tournament with Captain Chicken up against Kiraano. Contestants please make your way to the ring!” he cried as the crowd cheered on enthusiastically. Loud hard rock music boomed in the stereos of supposedly Captain Chicken fanatics as the wrestler in a chicken outfit stood into the ring, flexing his feathery muscles and giving a good rip off of Hercule’s victory sign. Random people began to stamp their feet one after the other in a fad of enthusiasm, the rumbling soon reaching the ears of all – however faint it was.

WAITING ROOM

Vegeta growled, not amused. “I had enough of this freak show, I only entered this damn tournament to face Kakarot in the finals and to see the so called ‘reincarnation’ of Majin Buu” he said, all high and mighty as usual. “Screw this, I’m going back to training” he said, whilst giving an attentive look at Bulma and a gesture that she knew all too well. He received a nod back as the Saiyan Prince unfolded his arms. With a light shade of white surrounding him for a couple of seconds, he took off to the skies. Leaving a trailing of bight white fading behind him, Trunks stumbled forwards in a futile attempt to catch his father.

“Dad, what are you … WAIT!” he cried after his father, he sighed whist shaking his head slowly. “Jeez, leaving the tournament must have become contagious.” A figure approached him from behind, hidden in his shadow. “But I guess this tournament will bore him with Goku leaving like he did” Trunks added, watching the last of the aura his father left fade away.

“Well from what I remember, he was like that in the last tournament so you shouldn’t be surprised Trunks – that’s your dad.” Goten said, stepping into the light.

“I guess so” Trunks said quietly in response, nodding a little as the two best friends watched the match as having nothing else to do. Females of the stands began to scream in joy when Kiraano entered the ring, flinging his hair and gesturing to the girls in such as way that he was merely fighting for them. Love hearts seemed to soon fill in the skies, popping about randomly as Kiraano continued to wave about in gesture. The blond seemed to be dressed more for a disco than to fight. The two met face to face as the announcer introduced the two competitors, in which ironically – weren’t nobodies.

“Well, this is quite the spectacle folks! Captain Chicken as he is under is the former son of Piroshiki – as Kiraano is to Karoni. Their fathers were the two former students of Hercule, competitors who had fought against Cell before Hercule did, back in his legacy in the Cell Games all that many years ago!” he cried, the crowd went wild as recognition swept through the stands.

FRONT ROW COMPARTMENT BLOCK A

“You mean those two are the sons of that big boar looking wrestler guy …” Krillen said in disbelief, eyes rolling about in an unamusing manner.

“And the lady looking - ladies man … from the Cell Games!?” Master Roshi finished off the sentence, looking as bewildered as Krillen.

“I guess it is possible. That they made it through the preliminaries, the sons of Hercule’s students hehe …” Gohan said, laughing lightly, distracted.

“You got to give them a little credit, my father trained them - who did beat Cell” Videl added to cut of Gohan, sighing at her father’s shamelessness - she knew the truth...

“See, you could have beaten either of them Krillen, along with that Wild Tiger too” 18 pointed out to her husband, Krillen wanted to sink through the floor now.

“Man, you don’t have to rub it in honey” Krillen replied, rubbing the back of his head while looking down in shame. “You still haven’t told me why you didn’t enter 18, you came second before”

“Because I don’t want to end up in that situation again and since you’re supposed to be the man of the family.” 18 said in a matter of fact, Krillen bowed his bead and sweat beaded.

CAPTAIN CHICKEN –VS- KIRAANO

“Well then, shall we dance, Chicken?” Kiraano taunted his opponent, beckoning him over. The announcer gave the signal for the match to begin; the crowd went wild as the wrestler in a chicken suit made the first move. He flexed his muscles for a second or two to intimidate but to no avail, he ran at his opponent with fast that seemed to be in slow motion to the Z Warriors who were watching.

He raised his arms into the air, ready to slam it onto Kiraano, saying “Dance? No, we will CLUCK! As I am …” before slamming it down with a cry of: “CAPTAIN CHICKEN! YEAH!” White feathers seem to float into the air as he hit the tiles on the floor, Kiraano apparently dance stepped his way into evasion effectively. His shoes and shirt flashed sparklingly in the sunlight, pulling his hair back.

“Humph, come on – we are both descendants of the students of Hercule. Surely we can both give the crowd a good match for their money” Kiraano said, smirking a little. More girls would love him when he became the newest world champion, sure Hercule was strong but in his eyes – he had a chance to beat him since the champ was getting old as he was.

Kiraano tap danced forwards, it was his style of fighting all right. FWOOP! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! The girls cheered at his coolness, catching Chicken off guard as he was tripped over and then had a few punches in the face. Captain Chicken recoiled with stumbling steps back before charging forwards with his wings spread, soon trying for a few whacks. SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! Well more like slaps from the costume, Kiraano was slapped from side to side, backing off to the side of the ring. Seeing an opening he ducked and break danced his way to victory so it seemed – KAPOW! A kick in the family jewels had the captain backing off, but the chicken did not give up and leaped up into the air, flapping madly – soon being glared from the sun’s rays.

“Hah, where did he go?” the dancer martial artist looked up into the air, he couldn’t see his opponent up there, nor was he in front of him. “Buh-burk!” Out of nowhere with the signature chicken noise, Captain Chicken bear hugged Kiraano from behind. “Haha, I got you now pretty boy!” he said roughly, picking him up over his head. He began to run to the edge of the ring … “Now - up and ...” he began as he made a leap into the air “AWAY!” he finished with a cry, throwing Kiraano downwards. THUD! The sound of body against grass confirmed that he was ringed out.

“Whoa did you see that folks? Kiraano is out of the ring! Captain Chicken wins by ring out, and will go on to the next round!” the tournament announcer yelled, the crowd cheered wildly. “But, what the heck is that!?” he suddenly cried looking up; the crowd gasped and followed his gaze at a figure carrying something on his back.

VEGETA’S REPLACEMENT

“Whoa Trunks! Why is your dad carrying a fridge on his back? Is he hungry already? And I thought my dad was bad …” Goten said, open minded.

“No you idiot! Look closely Goten, it looks more like an open closet with white curtains!” Trunks snapped to cut him off, he wondered why his father was up to. Wasn’t like him to do something weird of this magnitude. But then again, every reason that Vegeta ever had to do something was logical. The two teens watched the Saiyan prince fly across into the stands, going through the window in the frontal apartment where the Z Warriors were watching with open mouths of amazement, they all backed away to give Vegeta some room.

“Vegeta, what in the world are you doing?” Bulma snapped at her husband, eyeing him oddly.

“I have no time to explain woman, Bulla – get over here, now!” Vegeta demanded quickly, glancing at his daughter as he put the closet against the wall. “You’re fighting in my place in the tournament, now go and get changed there is not much time” Bulla’s training uniform was then shoved into her hands as Vegeta put the open closet against the wall, attaching the curtains – now it looked like an on the spot changing room.

“But dad I thought you said that …” Bulla began before Vegeta shot her a look then a nod; she nodded back and went to get changed without another word.

Vegeta meanwhile was giving everyone, especially the males the ‘if you even think of looking in there I’ll blast you into oblivion’ look – all were frozen to speak, even Bulma who just shifted quietly – it was so, sudden. An awkward silence brew, with everyone focusing back onto the match – with the occasional glance at Vegeta he looked forwards with his eyes focused on the coming match.

MR. BUU –VS- GOTEN

“Well, you’re up Goten. Good luck” Trunks said, patting his friend on the back as he walked forward. “You’ll need it, my dad was a Super Saiyan 2, blew himself up in front of Buu and he still regenerated” he added,

Goten rolled his eyes. “You don’t have to rub it in Trunks, well at least I don’t have to fight a gay looking sailor” he shot back with a smirk, Trunks cringed and shivered – he sort of had a point. “And plus, I can just try to win by a ring out” Trunks nodded and gave him a thumbs up; Goten returned it as he entered the arena. Buu was already waiting for him, smiling happily as he always did.

“Ladies and gentleman, the next match of the tournament is about to begin! We have Goten and Mister Buu up against each other!” the announcer yelled into the microphone, the crowd cheered loudly, Goten scanned the stand for any good looking girls and waved promptly. Goten went into a relaxing fighting stance once he focused back on his opponent Buu clapped his thick gloves together in readiness “Now, begin!”

“All-right, here goes nothing – better see how strong Buu is first” Goten thought to himself, holding a defensive stance.

“Buu make this quick” Buu stated, Goten tensed up and began to sweat a little – he had to be ready for this. “BUU!” Buu suddenly dashed forwards with the same happy expression on his face before outstretching his arm at Goten’s face. He panicked at how fast the punch was, it looked like he was going to get hit! POP! But he just felt the rubber glove touch his face, no force in it at all. CRASH! Goten collapsed on the ground out of disbelief, though the tournament announcer didn’t see that unfortunately.

Buu had remembered what Hercule told him at every tournament “Now remember, all the competitors aren’t as strong as you and me. I don’t want you killing anyone, because if you do that you’ll be disqualified” he recalled Hercule’s words “Just hit them lightly so they fly out of the ring, that should be enough” and that was what he did in the last ten years whenever there was a tournament.

“Wow! It looks like Goten’s down for the count from Buu’s first strike! 1 … 2 … 3 …” the announcer soon counted, Goten flinched at realising what he was doing. He quickly got to his feet, getting into a secure stance.

“Phew, and I thought Goten was out already” Gohan said with a sigh of relief, Videl was attending to a recovering Chi-Chi who had another seizure on top of the one from Goku leaving, after she saw Goten fall.

The wife of Gohan dabbed a wet cloth on her forehead and shook her lightly “Chi Chi, Goten’s all-right, look! He’s standing back up, unharmed!” She pointed out to the aging lady, who smiled faintly and nodded in recognition.

Back at the match - “Ooh, why you no out?” Buu asked, turning his head sideways in confusion. Goten should heave been out of ring now, but he wasn’t.

“Ha, got you off guard!” Goten announced suddenly. CRACK! An elbow in the pit of Buu’s stomach later and his yellow boots were dragging backwards as white dust shot out of the tiles. Buu became even more confused now; no one had done that to him in a long time. Goten smirked and swept Buu off his feet, jumping up a little to level himself with his opponent. WHAM! Buu let out a faint squeak as his cheek was dented in, squashing his face to the side. The force of the blow led the pink blob to spin in the air in a diagonal fashion, up towards the sun. Bouncing off the arena, Goten kept up his pursuit, soon passing him. “This ends now Buu!” Goten stated, two fists down upon his back. SMASH! Buu vibrated upon the impact of the blow and soon came toppling down, Goten watched from above with a confident smile – but just to make sure. ZIP! Boosting his speed momentarily, he flickered out of sight and reappeared just in the course of Buu’s drop. THUD! He gave Buu’s body a shove to make sure he was out, and the thud being heard confirmed it to his delight.

The crowed went silent; this was the first time Buu was defeated by another other than Hercule. The announcer jaw dropped a little but soon regained his voice from the shock “Can you believe it? Mister Buu is out of the ring, this has got to be one of the biggest upsets in world tournament history. The first time Buu has not proceeded to the finals to fight our champ Hercule!’ he cried, the stands went wild with screams, girls be

Goten helped Buu up to his feet, the Majin rubbed his head and looked at Goten strangely “How come you so strong?” he asked “Hercule said no use full power”

“Oh, I knew you were holding back” Goten replied with a laugh “So he’s not that weak after all” he thought. “Well, I’m not a full human like the ones you’re used to fighting Buu. I’m half Saiyan; don’t know if you remember me from ten years ago.”

“Saiya-jin?” Buu repeated, deep in though. He tried to recognise the face now, as he had no opportunity before. “You with other little boy fuse before to beat me when Buu bad?” he asked, starting to remember ten years ago, he smiled.

“Yep, I fused with Trunks to try and beat you before, when you were evil.” Goten said with a nod, Buu put a glove on his shoulder smiling.

“You beat Buu good, Buu no sense you power. Good luck, next fight.” Buu chirped, walking back to Hercule. Goten smiled back at Buu’s retreating back before making his way back to the wafting area.

“All-right, Goten you did it! You beat Buu, I never thought he’d get this weak!” Trunks said as he thumped him on the back, grinning.

Goten laughed merrily and explained “He thought I was like any normal competitor, you know – human? I suppressed my power until I caught him off guard, he never saw it coming”

“Kind of cheap, now you mention it - you didn’t really beat him …” Trunks pointed out with a smug look on his face, Goten rolled his eyes.

“Well, good luck with Mister Gay Sailor Man – you might actually have a date Trunks” he said back with an evil grin, Trunks’ face darkened in apprehension – he gulped

Hercule was practically pissing his pants now - stunned, someone had beaten Buu. He eyed Goten suspiciously; he must have been with Goku’s group. Upon realising that he sighed in relief, as long as he sponsored Uub’s village, his tittle was safe. “Oh Buu, I can’t believe you got beaten!” he said, running to hug his big friend. “You hurt anywhere? I don’t see anything” he said, looking for any bruises.

“No, Buu okay” Buu assured him, the two continued to watch the tournament from the sidelines.

Back at the stands, Chi-Chi was bragging aloud. “Oh yeah my Goten beat Buu, he’s so going to win the tournament. Oh he could now get an education just like Gohan did with the prize money, now I won’t have to worry about money again.” she said dreamily, Bulma narrowed her eyes.

“Excuse me. You think Bulla and Trunks will just be defeated easily by Goten, I don’t think so. Remember, Trunks beat Goten last time” the blue haired lady said.

“Goten had just beat Buu, and Buu could have taken out either of your two children - which makes Goten the next champion!” Chi-Chi retorted hotly.

“Can’t you even tell Buu wasn’t even trying? Goten won by pure luck!” Bulma snapped back.

“Uh-oh, here we go again” Krillen said quietly to himself, backing off, staying near 18 now. He was right; soon sparks flew between the two most feared women on the planet, the wives of the strongest.

Vegeta seemed to ignore all this as it was happening right in front of his face, he wouldn’t have cared less for such disputes. Bulla soon came out from the curtains, looking completely transformed. “Good, now I just have to make some changes to this tournament” he said “Bulla, stay here until your name is called instead of mine” he told his daughter, the prince of all Saiyans soon flew out.

BULLA’S TRANSFORMATION

Bulla meanwhile looked around; she was met with gawking faces. “What?” she asked bluntly, putting her hands on her hips. Bulla was now wearing a black tank-top, white wristbands and boots and belt. Fitted with navy blue baggy pants as well, her hair was let down with a red band, giving her a look similar to what Bulma had during her time on Namek. He bent her head sideways at her mother, who seemed to be shocked as hell to see herself so much in her own daughter. But the big shocker of all were exposed define muscles, she had been training recently.

“Bulla, you look …” Bulma said, still shocked.

Bulla grinned “I’ve been training with dad secretly at night – while you thought I was having non training quality time with dad, something to do with having a rival for Pan or something” she said with a shrug, smiling innocently.

“This tournament gets more interesting with every match” Piccolo thought, he chuckled lightly at himself. “First Goku leaving with Uub, then Goten defeating Buu, now Vegeta’s daughter replacing him, wonder what will be next.”

“Wow, you kept your power suppressed well, we all didn’t have a clue – so only Vegeta knows …” Gohan commented, rubbing the bottom of his chin.

“Yep, that came along with the training” Bulla replied happily – grinning still, she went over to the window and leaned over the side and looked at her father and pointed.

“You’ve got until Trunks’ match finishes to get this done Hercule, or I’m going to stay in this tournament and take your title” Vegeta said bluntly after his short discussion with Hercule.

Hercule nodded “Yes, of course. Right away, sir” the human said, any threat to his tittle was to be rid of. He raced off to the judges and tried to talk them into replacing Bulla with Vegeta, and also to swap the second match and last match of the next round over. Through this, Vegeta got what he intended. Things would have been different if Goku and Uub were still here but, they weren’t so the prince took it to alter things himself, Goku did so he could fight Uub.

TRUNKS –VS- OTOKO SUKII

“Ooh, look at his face, he’s ready for you Trunks!” Goten joked, Trunks fumed silently. “I’m only joking man, you should beat him easy. Just don’t get distracted by his, hahaha …”

That didn’t help Trunks’ confidence as he stepped into the ring and looked head to head with Otoko Sukii. Trunks took a step back, getting into a fighting stance. His opponent was staring at him oddly as if out of attraction, it was freaking him out. The guy was wearing the usual sailor outfit, he smiled mischievously just like when honey gay men did.

“I like you, Trunks” The hybrid cringed and yelped a little, shakily stepping back while gritting his teeth – why him?

“Oh man, Goten’s right. That guy IS gay!” he thought, panicked. Goten meanwhile was on the ground laughing aloud, the look on Trunks’ face was hilarious. “I’ll be ending this quickly” he said without emotion. “No way am I even going to touch him” he told himself and wondered how he was going to pull that off.

“Next match, Trunks verses Otoko Sukii! Are you ready? Let’s GO!” the announcer roared, the crowd cheered on cue. Placing his hands forwards, Trunks made a few fast hand movements. They soon became blurred before they stopped, palms facing his opponent. BOOM! At that very second, a shockwave shot out and rammed into Otoko, the winds sending him rolling out of the ring. “It’s a one hit ring out, Trunks didn’t even touch him – Trunks wins the match!” it was official, Trunks had won.

Trunks grinned and gave a wave to his fans, happily stepping off the ring and sighing in relief. He found Goten still laughing on his back; he looked over him with a puzzled look. “What was so funny Goten? I could hear you laughing from where I was.” Trunks said, helping his friend up.

Goten was laughing so much he started coughing. “Oh man, you should have seen that look on your face. Haha!” he said, still stiffening his laughs.

“Oh shut up already! It’s not funny!” Trunks snapped, rolling his eyes as he sighed. Goten was still more childish than him, even after a decade. “Hey dad, what were you talking to Hercule about?” he asked his father as he passed.

“I just wanted to bend the rules a little, as Kakarot did. It’s not a coincidence that he was fighting Uub – the one he wanted to fight, humph.” Vegeta replied “Well, the champ over there should be done with what I asked for him” he glanced at Hercule’s direction and smiled as his demands were made.

NOK –VS- BULLA

“All-right, there is a slight alteration to our tournament finalists. Vegeta has forfeited his match with Nok and with special permission from out champ to secure a good show for you all, Vegeta’s daughter Bulla will be taking his place!” the tournament announcer cried out, after talking with the judges and Hercule. “And whoever wins this match will fight Captain Chicken in the next round, Our champ assures us you will not be let down by this change!” Hercule gave his signature victory sign in confirmation, sighing in relief when Vegeta took off into the air.

The prince hovered to the two windows where the rest of them were watching, he smiled and looked at Bulla. “That’s your cue Bulla, no go out there” he said flatly. Bulla opened her mouth to speak but didn’t say anything as her father took levitating flight just as Goku did.

“Wait, Vegeta! Where are you going?” Bulma cried out at her husband, he snorted.

“I’m going back home to train, I will not waste time watching here. Just tell me who wins in the finals when you get back here; I’m not leaving like Kakarot did!” Vegeta barked back before blasting off fully with a flaring white aura.

“Well, you better go down there Bulla. Beat that guy good sweetie!” Bulma said, hugging her daughter, she nodded before grinning – this was going to be easy to start things off.

Jumping out of the window she reassured them of her confidence “I’ll be fine, they guy won’t know what hit him” she said confidently, walking off into the arena. Nok was walking up from the other side.

“And here they are, Nok and Bulla. This is the last deciding match of the first round, are you all ready?!” the announcer yelled, there was a cheering “YES!” from the crowd in affirmation.

Nok smirked; he was up against a little girl. “Hey there girly, I’ll go easy on you – I don’t hit girls on purpose so …” he said, walking forwards a little in a nice manner, swatting down. “I’ll try not to wreck your pretty hair and the make up you’ve got …” he was interrupted by the announcement from the announcer. “BEGIN!”

“Why don’t you just stop talking and fight? Jeez!” Bulla said with a sigh of boredom and annoyance, she threw her fist forwards. “YAH!” it caught right into the chest of Nok’s, his eyes widened, his mouth gaped open, his body hunched forwards. THUD! Bulla pulled back her fist and let him drop onto the ground heavily face first, out cold.

“Would you look at that, Bulla has knocked out Nok with just one punch! She goes onto the next round to face Captain Chicken!” the announcer roared with the support of the crowd.

Captain Chicken was stunned and shaking in fear, she had knocked out Nok with one blow – he would meet the same fate. He came to the judges, making sure no one saw him. “My chicken senses are tingling! I cannot fight an innocent young girl, I forfeit the match. And plus, I feel there is a damsel in distress somewhere out from here. That’s right, so Captain Chicken AWAY!” he said quickly, running out as if his life depended on it.

This information was shortly forwarded to the announcer “Captain Chicken has forfeited the match so Bulla goes onto the next round by default!” he cried out, Bulla bowed at the audience before stepping off, standing aside Pan. “Well, let us continue without further adieu! Well isn’t this familiar folks! We last say young Goten and Trunks battle it out ten years ago, an exciting match is about to come!”

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With Bulla replacing Vegeta in the tournament and Vegeta meddling with the positions of the finalists, it has come to the rematch of Goten and Trunks! Who will win this time? Will Trunks beat Goten once again just like before or will Goten turn the tables around and beat Trunks to settle the score? Find out on the next exciting episode of Dragon Ball Z (2): The Vergence Epidemic, when the two sons of Goku and Vegeta go head to head in one decisive battle!

[e-dog]

this looks good i mean i read the first chapter it was great. i really wana read the next chapter but the chapters realy long, even though its a good fic it makes the reader lose interest. Just try to make the next chapter a little shorter, or just re-new these 2 chapters cause they're unbelievably long.