Area C: Day Three

[Ruhiel]

Android 20 crossed into the very first place he had gone in this fated tournament. In just the space of one day, he had witnessed two deaths of his friends. He approached the surface of the dead, dank ground, and slowed to a halt. Landing, he stared about him, the memories rushing back.

No... he can't be dead... Krillen just can't be dead...

No! Zarbon look out! NO!

The android shuddered slightly, as the horrific thoughts returned to him. He had tried to put them behind him, but reentering this cursed area brought them out of the deepest darkest corner of his mind.

The area was completely silent. It seemed as if he was completely alone on Dante. As if he was all that was left... but then the crowd gave a roaring cheer again, and he knew there were still a few fighters left. This was more a mixed blessing. On one hand, he felt better knowing that he wasn't all alone, but on the other hand, he knew the fighters that were left were the elite of the elite, the cream of the crop, the... the... whatever. The fact he was still here when so many people stronger than he were already gone shocked him.

No. This would be it. On the gravesites of his friends, and his enemies, Doctor Gero would make his final stand. This was it, this was the beginning of the end.

OOC: BORED! NOBODY IN AREA C! SOMEONE COME FIGHT ME!