Day One: Morning

[Super Buu]

Leaning his binding-made-bicycle against a wall, Buu sat down to rest. He patted his belt, just to make sure the sword was still tucked in, before turning to his bag. Having been caught up in the opening excitement when he first arrived, he hadn?t bothered to check out all of his equipment yet, but six hours and no fights later he was beginning to realise it might be handy.

Without so much as a moment?s warning, an amplified voice rang across the sky. ?Ahem! Wake up, my little warriors!?

Buu cringed. That fucking voice always sent a shiver up his spine. Tearing off a piece of bread and idly throwing it into his mouth, the monster suddenly choked. ?The danger zones!? He?d completely forgotten about them. Last year he?d mostly left it down to the others to do the grunt work, but this year he was alone.

The golem shook his head and composed himself. He could handle some ticking and crossing. Pulling out the map, he listened in and began to scribble.

?See ? one. Dee-four ?. ee-eight, uh, nine ?? Growling and clenching the pen, he abruptly bellowed, ?Slow the fuck down!? He pushed a hand back across his forehead, the sound of fingers on balloons emanating from his bald cranium. ?I need to fucking kill someone.?

Supes blinked suddenly, realising what he?d just said. It was true, though. He was a born warrior ? he lived for fighting. When was the last time he?d actually killed someone?

The monster stroked his chin. Dante?s Abyss: Conquest. Quite ingenious, actually. He?d used his Metal Binding to make a bomb. It had levelled their fortress and killed a great number of intruders. But not enough. The battle was lost, and he, Super Buu, had been killed by his own hand.

What really pissed the golem off, though, was that despite all his best efforts, his friends had been killed. Seventeen ? Kakarot ? even Kid, who was supposed to be an immortal like he.

Buu clenched his fist. It made him angry. He would give anything to be able to wipe those scum who?d killed his friends off the face of the universe. Those cowards had needed two armies to take them down. What were the names, though ??

Suddenly he blinked. What if they were in this competition too? It made sense. Dante were fans of recurring characters ? that?s why they?d been so desperate to get him back. If they had managed to track him down, after having been brought back from the dead, surely they?d been able to keep a hold of the others who?d been eliminated through normal methods?

Yes! This was an opportunity to take back what they had taken from him. Buu could kill them here and now, and there would be nothing anyone could do about it. Total revenge, and completely within the rules of the game. The construct couldn?t waste this opportunity. They would choke on their own blood ? he?d make sure of it.

Tucking the food back in his bag, Buu rose to his feet. With a cheery ring-ring, he was off.