[2] The Saiyan Showdown

[Friend or Foe]

Kokukashin was in mid-leap, running at full speed on his damaged legs to tackle Ares, who was pressed up against the wall of a buildings. Ares was held up by one forearm of Dimitri, the needle of the tranquilzer so close to his vulnerable throat. He tried to push him away, but the pain in his X-marked chest was too much to bear.

He was about to be stabbed with his own needle. He wasn't about to just be knocked out by a drug, no...these men were going to try and kill him. Ares had to summon every amount of energy he had to tense up and jolt his body. His foot spasmed to the right, catching Dimitri in the gut, and causing him to stumble backwards. Just as Kokukashin came up on him, Ares threw his body to the side.

"Got you!" Koku shouted as he injured arm smashed into the wall, missing by a great distance. Ares caught the arm as it connected and shattered, chopping it upwards and rendering it useless. As Ares lost his own balance, his foot came up, bringing Koku down to the ground, wrestling-style.

All three men were tired. There was nothing anybody could actually do to get an advantage, considering just throwing a punch was a huge chore. Dimitri was the only man standing, gripping his syringe and looking down at Ares, who couldn't do anything to stop it.

"This is it," Dimitri said between panting breaths. "It's finally over."

"Do it, then," Ares coughed out.

As Dimitri's hand raised, a pop could be heard. A needle stuck suddenly out of the neck of the young saiyan. His eyes dropped immediately. Then his arm. Then his body, with a thud.

Ares looked up just in time to see Orion standing nearby. He was holding a tiny girl over his broad shoulders. With Dimitri down and Ares not able to move, only Kokukashin remained standing. Always the saiyan, the scientist stood up, standing on spread legs, breathing deep. "Put her down," he demanded of Orion.

"You should stand down," Orion suggested. "Your battle is lost."

Of course, he was a saiyan. So was Kokukashin. So the one-eyed warrior knew exactly how this was going to end. He was out of needles and there was only one way to end this so he could collect his money.

"I will never stand down!" The stubborn researcher shouted at the top of his lungs, using almost all of his energy. He ran forward, putting his momentum in front of him and hoping it would carry him towards Orion.

His opponent was tired as well, but hardly in as bad of a shape as his partner was. He raised his unoccupied arm up and opened the palm of his hand. With one blast of energy, Kokukashin was hit right in his chest, flying backwards and smashing into the wall behind where Ares was struggling to get up. "He's head," Orion said, "Leave him."

"Don't have to tell me twice," the injured man said, standing up, trying to get his energy back. "Thanks for the assist."

Orion lifted up the limp Dimitri over his other shoulder. "Let's go. This is 100,000 zeni each. Back to the manor."

















(Kokukashin is eliminated from the competition. By the time he wakes up, FoF employees have already found his body and transported him off the island.)