Day One: Afternoon

[Burter Jr]

Face to Face

Bulma, Olibu and Murasaki

"Ahhh...that's a bit better," Murasaki grinned as he leaned against the counter of the lighthouse. He had seen Metal Koola walk off, and immediately took residence in the tall building. His wounds were still painfully there, but he at least got them covered before they did too much damage.

Without warning, a sound reached his ears. A door opening, and a door closing. He quickly spun around behind the counter, ducking under it.

Footsteps came into the room. His scouter told him the character wasn't much of a threat, but his training had taught him to never underestimate. "Hello?" He heard. A female! "Anyone in here? Tch...guess not. How boring."

The ninja looked at the device on his arm. Deciding it was time to test it out, he pushed the red button in the middle.

Then he lunged out from his hiding spot.

"Agh!" Bulma grunted as an elbow smacked into her spine. "Ahhh! Olibu!" The ninja grabbed her and pulled her close to him, back against his chest, an arm around her neck.

"Bulma?!" Murasaki heard. He looked towards the entrance to the kitchen. A familar blonde warrior appeared, running top speed. "Shit, Bulma!"

"That's far ENOUGH!" The ninja extended an arm, and with the help of the trusty Battle Charger on his arm, blasted a powerful burst of blue energy. Olibu took it full force, and went flying back. His flight was halted by the wall behind him. Some blood fell from Olibu's chest.

Trying to think of a way out of the situation, Bulma's elbow collided with Murasaki's stomach. He realized his hold immediately. "You asshole!" The blue-haired vixen shouted in anger. She spun around, a foot flying into a kick, and collided with the ninja's chin. "Don't ever put your hands on me!"

Mura stumbled to the side in surprise, landing on the floor. He put a hand on his sore jaw, but didn't let up. The ninja was up again in moments, in a fighting stance.

"What? You want more?" Bulma moved into a stance as well. "C'mon!"

Olibu was just getting up from his fallen position. "Bulma, that device on his arm! Be careful!"

"I can handle it!" She told him, arrogantly. It wasn't so much that she was cocky, just very confident in herself.

Olibu closed his eyes just as Bulma threw a punch at Murasaki. He could feel the battle charger pumping his blood and making him that much more stronger and faster. He avoided the punch by turning his head to the left, and put Bulma in a headlock.

With one squeeze, an old ninja technique he had learned ages ago, Bulma's skull shattered between the pressure of his arm and torso. He dropped her, as if it was nothing.

"You're next, Olib--wha?" When he looked up at the blonde, he could a change. The man's muscles had been stretched a bit wider, and he seemed a little taller.

Olibu's eyes open, and he threw his hand forward. "HAAA!"

The Conversion of Strength technique drained him of the power he had accumulated. The single ki shot blasted right into the charged ninja's head, literally causing it to erupt in a show of blood and bone. Murasaki's body fell back against a wall, and then to the ground.

"I got him, Bulma," the man said, stepping forward. He peeked down at her. He could see a slight trickle of blood from her forward. "Bulma? I got him...you can get up now." Still nothing. She didn't move. "Oh God..."

The realization hit the human fighter. He was too late. He had failed his mission. She was gone.

#40 Bulma DEAD
#42 Murasaki DEAD

37 Fighters Remaining

Olibu's got a large gash in his chest, which will cause some serious blood loss unless stitched up. Major injury

The baseball cap and the battle charger are both there if Olibu wants either.