Area B: Day Two

[Android-18]

?I will never give up!? Jackie Chun said in a voice as cold as the rain. It pelted their still forms in the darkness. 18 still held the martial artist down, he could not hope to break free from her vice grip. His answer was to the point, and she could not help but smile. Silently she leaned forward over his sprawled body, she moved closer so that he could hear her words.

?You?re brave, I?ll give you that.? Her hand started to glow faintly. ?I hope you find yourself somewhere nice in the afterlife, you deserve at least that.? Another thought came into her mind before she proceeded to end the fight. ?I?ll kill you in a more pleasant manner, perhaps we?ll meet again.? And with that she quickly gripped his head with her hands. Although Jackie Chun suddenly struggled out of pure instinct, there was not a thing he could do. A crack was heard throughout the rainy area and his body grew still. Android 18 removed her hands and sat for a moment to think, but not for long. Soon she straightened up once more.

?Now that that?s done?? the android walked away from the body of the noble fighter and in the direction of the bunker. "Come on Cell, I know you're still there." She smirked, the green fighter seemed so interested in watching her fight. A rest would do her good, for now anyway. She trudged through the wet rain, her body shook after going through another fight. She just wanted to have something to eat and just relax. The shelter came into view before her and she smiled to herself at the sight. She slipped in without a sound and proceeded to comfort herself. Cell followed close behind and took comfort in the shelter with the android.

OOC: Entered the southern bunker in Area B.

[Raz]

Though his speeding presences was noted by the swaying grass, which seemed to slide more violently with the passing child, there were other... more interested forces lurking about for the timing to attack. Crotched low within the shifting waves of grain a lone figure sat in a knelt position silently as he watched the small figure dart in from the horizon that was the location known upon the map he carried as Area D. The muscles tensed in his calf suddenly as the winds picked up to indicate of Goten's on coming rush... the youth was almost in range...

"Wonder what's goin' on." Goten asked himself as he glared brilliantly in his aura through the cloudless sky. It started to look like the sun... or whatever natural source of light this planet contained had begun to deplete as the night began clashing with the retreating light, becoming a mixture of a deep purple like fuchsia color. "... I'm sleepy." The child's eyes wavered as they drifted down till they were half lidded, fatigue of the body might have been cured by the bean but the mind was a different story. His body halted suddenly to release the barrier which was his light blue aura, drifting down to the ground before his feet touched grass, curling under him as he seated himself solemnly on the ground.

"Now." Came a whisper as a speck of darkness in the rough of grass a good distance away from where the child sat sparked up a quick push from the ground, catapulting himself forward towards Goten's position. Within a second the being had covered the twenty yard distance and had connected a foot into the sitting youth's stomach, launching him into the air his hands grasped tightly upon his attacker's foot. Withdrawing the kick to make a spin upon his plated right foot, the other came about from above to nail the demi Saiya-jin in the back to plant his face into the ground.
"Hey!" Was all Goten could get out under the wait of his newly found opponent who continued to apply pressure down upon him.
"State your name so I know to whom I shall be killing." A lightly throated voice said as more weight bore down upon the spawn of a full blooded Saiyan, the extra weight was suddenly rejected as Goten's fingers curled in the dirt under him, pushing up with a sudden extension of his arms to throw the foot from his back. The adolescent's legs lifting from the ground as he did a little hand stand before front flipping at a twirl to land upon his feet in a defensive stance, watching his opponent who recovered from the push and was now on the attack.

With a push of frustration from the suddenness that his attack had been avoided the mysterious fighter pushed off from his standing position. He, too, apparently had the ability to control the flow of the strange energy known as ki from his body as he shot forward at Goten, the grass in between the two folding outward as soon as the rush started but the accelerated assault was halted by a heavy set of punches. The preteen has already begun his rush of punches towards his challenger's chest, the defending fighter taking the punches as they came as he gasped for breath, regaining himself to turn to look downward in a heated anger. With a swing of his leg the unnamed fighter sent the small fry skyward, the kick had placed itself directly with Goten's chest to cause a rush of air to escape his lips as he free falled uselessly through the air in a downward spiral.

"Cought'cha." Muttered the mended warrior below as he began to turn to his left slowly as if timing something... his left arm dropping to prop his palm against the ground as he spun about in a circle, bringing his right leg up in an almost perfect timing to connect against Goten's back to fire the child streaming across the grass. The youth's hands shot up before his head on collision with the ground, doing another push as he turned in mid air to land upon his feet facing his opponent.
"Red... ready..." Goten heaved from his mouth as he looked to the still mysterious opponent who stood in an awkward fashion of fighting pose watching the young one with full attention, his chest was as well breathing at an accelerated pace as Goten's had been.
"That's the thing... you can't be ready for... me." A head strong, egotistic smirk fled across his lips. "God, to think it would have been easy to get this kid... oh well." The fighter told himself as he examined Goten within the distance, keeping track of his movements down to his breathing. Even though he had been hidden within the grass it was apparent that his clothes was for a more darker setting, wearing a pair of pants that looked as though they fit looser in the legs then around the waist, a black looking long sleeved shirt that looked less of a shirt and more of just a bunch of black tape wrapped around his chest, finishing it off with a pair of black boots with a bit of black tape wrapped around his knuckles... it he'd have been any older with a bit more white hair he could've been picked off the streets as a Johnny Cash wanna be. "But you should be lucky I'm giving you the ability to fight me, kid. The one, the only, the Spike." A cocked smirk spread across his lips as he expected something of a 'yelp' from Goten but all he got was...

"The who?" A blank blink settled onto the child's appearance before slipping into the battle-ready version of the youth.
"We'll see who's who, kid." The aura of a crystal white broke out over Spike's appearance only to be matched evenly by a heavenly blue mixed with pearl white from Goten, both of them standing in their crop circle-like areas with a ten yard distance between them. Narrowing a glare upon each other as they sized one another up, a tense feeling growing as the amount of time before the fighting got underway dwindled...