Area A: Day One

[Minoshia]

OOC: Fight Minoshia vs. Thirteen.

The Orange Haired Warrior grasped his Shoulder in pain, quickly forgetting about the ache the blood had caused his body. The Rip in his deltoid area had left a gushing gash along the ridge of the bone. Skin flapped upwards, away from the wound. Leaving it exposed to the Harsh elements provided by Area A.

"Damnit, I wanted to let Tapion get Some fighting, But i guess instead i will destroy you myself. This is the Truth, and Thirteen, The Truth will set you free. Unfortunately for you, free means another lifetime." Minoshia spoke to the downed Android. The Machine grasping his throat. A Massive Tear and rupture on the front of it. As he waited for his mechanical advesary he ripped the sash along his waste, useless cloth, and wrapped it around his shoulder to protect his wound from the cold. Minoshia lifted his eyes out, searching his surroundings. Minoshia noted a large Hill in the distant, small dead plants upon this lifeless body of land swayed hard in the freezing Hurricane. If i can get that bastard up there, i Bet that cold breeze would do some kinda pain on that rupture on his throat. Cold on the Neck? that would make it very hard to breathe.

Wires hung from the throat of the Cyborg. The Humanoid lifted himself onto one knee, keeping himself ready.

"Welcome Back."

Minoshia's foot was in 13's Narrow Vision. The Android had to act fast while MInoshia was toying with him. He brought his hand back behind his thigh, hidden.

"Ready to Die Yet? Andro- AHHH WHAT IS THAT!?" Minoshia flipped backwards, favoring his right foot. The Android Quickly pushed off and tried to jump to his feet. He hoped slamming a small pin of Ki upon the Konat's foot would be enought to throw him off.

As the Android pushed himself from the ground, whisps of cold air collided with his Face. Minoshia breathed upon the chin of the mechanical masterpiece. His arm flurried, Moving quickly and swiftly, rising into the Adam's apple and the exposed inards of the Android's throat. The Pint Konat wrapped his hand around the injured throat.

"Ahh... NO....." Thirteen gasped, his hands grabbing at Minoshia's tight bony fingers. He attempted to pry the lifeless grip from the pain in his neck. A extreme Pain probed inside His throat.

Minoshia's Index Finger entered the rupture of 13's Throat. A small pin of Ki at it's tip. The Konat touched the vocal cords, the esophagus, the inards of the creatures throat. He find a set of Wires. A Tiny lightbulg flashed through his neck as Minoshia fired the Ki pin through the throat, emitting on the other side and disintegrating in the air. A small prick hole swept through the Android's throat. Blood leaked form both side's of the penetration, Blood oozed from the Android's Mouth. Minoshia could feel breath exiting from the hole in the machine's throat. he could only laugh.

"RRUUUUAHHHHH!!!! KAAAIOOOKEEEENNNNN!!!!"

Minoshia screamed his battle cry. His furious anger lighting up the darkened area with fabulous shades of blood red. A bonfire of rage erupted around him, spreading from his feet and flickering into the sky high above his head. A trail of Red energy smoking from the tip of the fiery Kaioken aura. Minoshia felt his Ki Go up, With his free hand he clicked on his scouter.

Android 13- Approximate Ki- 1,080,000 and decreasing.

Minoshia was happy to see his tactics were causing the Machine to lose Power.

Simutaneosly The Android snapped his eyes, His scouter focusing on the Konat in front of him.

Minoshia- Approximate Ki- 31,500,000 and stabilizing.

The Red Aura flickered strong around the hand wrapped around the Machine's neck, especially the index finger probing the inards of his throat. The Strong Kaioken Energy fired inside the Machine, causing him to gasp in pain.

"urrggghhh... Ayuck..... Ugggg......" gargling sounds ejected spit from the Machine's mouth, and mucus from his throat Hole.

"AHH!!" The Android mustered strength, Lifting his Fist into Minoshia's Face. The Konat's head snapped to the side, his grip remained Tight. the Machine ripped another fist towards the jaw of the Konat. It struck his nose, a sickening crack thudded the seemingly quiet pair. Android 13 cocked back his fist for a third time, rocketing it forward in an attempt to loosen the prison grip around his throat. His Bony fist stopped in Mid air, A pain in his stomach caused him to look down and stop his action. With his Free Hand Minoshia held a large Orange Ki Ball, compressing against the Machine's stomach. 13 could feel the energy siphoning against him, rippling his skin. The two locked Eyes. Blood oozed from the corner of Minoshia's mouth, and trickled from his nose. His muzzle was covered in the red liquid. He squeezed tightly against the throat before he released the Warrior.

His Neck was free as he Felt the Energy thrust into Him. Thirteen Jetted backwards, away from Minoshia. The Ki Ball carrying him the distance. The Ball was amorphous, changing shape, wrapping around his body. 13 was slowing it down.

A cracking pain collided with the Android's back, A large Oak tree split down the middle as 13 collided with it. Pinned between a tree and a Energy Ball, he came to a sudden stop. His head snapping back against the tree and the Energy Ball Splitting, exploding against HIs torso. A massive Fireball erupted simutaneously on the spot. A huge Cloud of black smoke and rubble floating around the eruption.

Minoshia floated above, circling. His Finger raised in the air, waiting for the cloud to clear. he knew what lay beneath and was Waiting. He glanced up at his extended Index Finger. Almost Ready. The Massive Pink ball floated above his Hand, growing to the size of a large Vehicle. Minoshia thrust his energy into it, giving all he had into the ball, of course, leaving some for later use. The ball ceased to grow, And it began to lose it's pink. Time to Introduce my new attack, thank god for that Ship ride of i would never have been able to master this by now.

An Orange Film wrapped around the massive pink ball, swirling in the opposite direction of the Pink energy. It is ready. Death Ball meet's Omega Flash Wave. 13 shall be the first to expierience the Omega Cannon.

The Dust whirled to a close, 13 lay at the bottom, twitching unconciously, for the moment at least. His eyes began to crack as rocks cracked around him from the energy swelling above. He opened his eyes. Blinding light sheered down at him. Pink and Orange Swirling energy. What the Fuck? The Android Pondered.

Minoshia watched closely as he fired the Cannon, the Massive doom attack reigning down upon it's target, helpless to move. Minoshia ascended, knowing the extent of his attack and gaining a good distance from it. It's explosion would be gorgeous.

First, the Death Ball erupted. A Massive Mushroom cloud destroyed the field, a Huge Crater dug deep into the ground. Driving 13's body down with it. The Horrific Explosion erupted in all directions, fireballs shooting out and imploding upon themselves. Minoshia smirked with delight as he saw a reverse Vacuum effect as the Explosion extended outwards.

Massive Orange Walls formed at the exterior of the explosion range, the Eruption carried the Orange energy to it's extent and released it. The Orange walls, resembling the Omega Flash Wave, did the reverse of Minoshia's other signature attack. His combo was more powerful. The Walls created a circle at the edge of the explosion, surrounding the downed android. The Omega walls swept inwards, getting smaller as the circle tightened, closing in on it' target for a seconday explosion. Minoshia smirked once more, as he watched the Walls close upon themselves, registering the exact location of Thirteen.

The Auxilarary explosion erupted like a Stackhouse, the walls collided and a fireball shot straight upwards, engulfing the tattered android and with painstaking accuracy, attempted to destroy it's target. Minoshia waited patiently for the second explosion to cease. As the dust cleared he could see Thirteenn's Limp motionless body.

OOC: Outcome of Thirteen? Minoshia and his KK and combo attack succeed? or Does 13 survive? Postador posted.

[Broli]

OCB: Please agree on ending a fight next time, rather than choosing to do so without even telling the other person.

Another staffer will have a look.

[Broli]

OCB: Because Minoshia continued the fight into a second round, it's only fair for Android 13 to be able to post as well. I'll allow one post from 13 to even it out, whereas it'll end, unless the two of you agree to continue the fight beyond that.

[Broli]

The air before the old man began to bend, as if sound invisible barrier was being manipulated to the warrior?s own desires. As he squeezed his fists, an aura of forest-green encircled him. ?Spirit Ken?? Broli recognized the technique. He clicked on his scouter, watching as the numbers began to grow at a rapid rate. ?You wanted to quit playing games, and so that leaves me with nothing left to do but to defeat you. However, I?ll give you mercy,? offered Jacke Low, his eyes piercing through the thick green. Broli, not willing to give up, signaled once more for his opponent to make the first move. ?You want to fight me. You don?t want to just see me give up. C?mon ? let?s give the crowd a show.? Jacke smiled, nodding in agreement. ?Very well. But I won?t go easy.? Broli couldn?t help but stifle a chuckle. He was expecting Jacke Low to use his power to the full extent. This?ll be interesting? The thought passed, being replaced by an emotion of pure excitement. Something deep within him longed for battle, something he could not explain. The virus?

Low lunged forward, the Saiya-Jin jumping to one side to avoid being hit. However, the human, with a spin, found his way to the Saiyan?s back. In a mere moment, Broli was face first in the snow. Flipping back on his feet, the Saiyan found himself on the receiving end of a fist that seemed to drive its way into his cheek. The uppercut sent the Saiya-Jin spiraling into the atmosphere, Jacke Low watching for a mere moment in delight of his abilities. And then, with a flash, the human appeared in the sky, receiving the Saiyan with a slam. In an explosion that shattered the sky, Broli crashed into the earth. Let me help? came the voice in Broli?s mind. He opened his eyes, motionless, not sure if he had actually heard anything at all. Let me out? came the voice again. Broli climbed from the snow crater that had been formed, head snapping from side to side as he looked for the owner of the voice. Concerned with these words, the Saiyan found himself completely obvious to Jacke Low, who proceeded to grab the Saiyan by the hair, and, with a whirl, threw him across the snowy plains. With a bounce like a rock that skips the water, Broli came to a rest in a thick pile of wet snow. Let me out, now Burori!!! The Saiyan lifted his head from the snow, its wetness drizzling down his face. ?Where are you??

Sss?. Inssside! It all made sense. The demon was trying to come out ? the Black Virus wanted to take control. ?No. After what you did to the palace?!? Broli shouted into the wind. Jacke Low watched from a distance (he had been taking his time to walk to his opponent), baffled as to what Broli was doing. I can help? Just let me out, and I can destroy this weakling for you? Climbing to his feet, the Saiyan shook his head, roaring into no particular direction, ?I won?t let you out! You?ll cause too much destruction!? A sharp pain penetrated deep into Burori?s gut, as if a dagger, ever so quickly, had pierced his flesh. You know the power I bring. Let me out, and once this infidel is dead? I will let you take control once more. I just want to help, that?s all. It?s my body too. The air was silent, Broli having nothing to do but shake his head. ?It?s my body too.? He cringed at the very thought of it. Still, it made sense. The power I have? You want it. Let me give it to you? Let? me? out!

Jacke Low approached his enemy suspiciously. ?Ready for another round, Burori?? There was no response, as the Saiya-Jin had his back turned to the human. His head was lowered, his fists clenched. ?... Broli?? The Saiyan lifted his face, looking over his shoulder. Red eyes flared back, burning into the very soul of the humanoid.

[Broli]

Jacke Low had no time to respond. Just as he locked eyes with the fires of a demon, a fierce wind blew. Its biting cold forced him to shield his eyes and look away, the warrior tightening his garments. As the wind began to die down, Jacke Low shuddered, shaking off the icy air about him. He opened his eyes, expecting to look back to the turned form of his opponent. Instead, however, he was met face to face with the hulking form of a robust fighter. Solid white stared back at him, causing him to yelp and fall to his feet. Golden locks of hair flowed vibrantly with energy as the creature took a step towards Low, who proceeded to scramble backwards in sheer fear. ?W-Who are you?!? cried the human, barely making his way to his feet. The creature simply smiled back. Leaning forward, Low squinted at the face of this warrior. ?Broli?? The creature nodded. ?B-But how?? stammered Low. It simply wasn?t possible for someone to grow to a height nearly that of a towering seven foot giant. The muscles of his body had expanded wildly, as if someone has stuffed the character in every place imaginable.

?What are you?!? Burori cackled into the sky, grinning madly from ear to ear. ?A demon? A destroyer?? He began taking steps towards Jacke, who stepped back in complement. His aura flared as he lashed out an energy orb that found its way into Burori?s armor, exploding into nothing more than a layer of smoke that the Saiyan easily stepped threw. Another orb was thrown, followed by the a third, the results the same as the first. Having no alternative, Jacke Low made a final jump back, cupping his palms at one side. Electricity sparkled around his form as energy sizzled within the center of his palms, jade light illuminating the scene. Broli continued to step forward, unfazed by any intimidation that the human hoped to instill. How fortunate he would have been if such a thing had worked ? and yet, he knew there would be no such hope for something so futile. With that, he prepared to pour all of his energy into this one, final attack. Broli was only feet away. Jacke gritted his teeth in fear, a shiver rushing down his spine as he realize that he wouldn?t have time to charge the attack to its full potential. ?Spirit Blast!!? he roared, pushing his palms forward will all his might. An emerald light, blinding anything and everything, came first, followed by an earth-booming blast that hit directly into Burori?s chest. It ripped past the Saiyan, both melting and evaporating the snow and cratering the solid earth. The deafening sounds of it all caused avalanches to occur deep within the Frozen Spine, snow rushing in multiple places across the chain of mountains.

As the light began to fade, and the smoke began to clear, one figure could be scene. It was Jacke Low, his arms weak at his sides, one knee buckled. Not even the cold could appease the sweat lacing his body that heaved to regulate breathing once more. He paid attention to nothing other than the mass of smoke only a feet or so before him, hoping, just hoping that his attack was successful. And then, in a flash, an arm broke through the barrier and latched onto Low?s throat. Burori?s head stuck out from the smoke, his pupilless eyes scaring Low to the brink of begging for salvation. As the Saiyan tightened his grip, a gust of wind cleared away the rest of the smoke. A faint circle of blackness could be scene on the armor, the most of the damage to the armor being a miniscule crack, Broli himself only visibly having a scratch or light bruise here or there. The Saiyan tightened his grip, grinning in sick pleasure as he lifted the human into the air. Jacke struggled to be set free, his legs flailing as he gripped Broli?s wrist with both hands attempting to break the demon?s hold. His face grew red, blood pouring through his veins as oxygen began to grow small in supply. And then, with a squeeze from Burori and a snap from the human, the Saiyan cast the body to one side and disappeared into the wilderness, leaving the snow to act as a burial for Jacke Low?

[Android-18]

OCB: Good job Broli ^_^.

+1 point and 5,000 zeni to you for killing the NPC.

[Reijin]

Reijin watched as the shorter red haired child exchanged blows with the taller android. Blow for blow, the little one was holding his own. Reijin was impressed, to say the least, and it wasn't easy to do that to him. "Your brother is quite a warrior." he voiced, to noone in particular. Tapion simply grunted as he watched silently. Reijin heard a noise, unrelated to the fight, and turned his head slightly.

Through the snow and cold, a bandana was seen flapping in the wind. Curious, Reijin hovered up slightly, not attracting any attention from the others as he tried to see the source of the movement. A slightly greenish blue creature came into view, crawling wounded into the bunker. Reijin smiled. Had fate simply delivered a victim into his hands? He slowly glided over to the entrance to the door as the creature crawled inside. He landed, and like a black widow on the hunt, he walked quietly inside behind the creature. Here, kitty kitty... he thought.

**OCB- Btw, there are no rejuv chambers in the bunkers. That's what the beans are for.**

[Orion]

Fight: Goku vs. Yamcha

The human warrior who addressed himself as Yamcha agreed to Goku's challenge, and both fighters dropped into their fighting stances. A few silent moments went passed, winds blowing at their clothes as they sized each other up. Yamcha looked confident in his fighting strength, and with a quick telepathic probe Goku found that he indeed was. Incredible energy was stored in Yamcha's muscles, even though he was only a human. It was abnormal for one of Earth's children to have reached such power.

For all Goku knew, Yamcha was cultivating even more energy within himself. The very thoughts excited Goku, raising his hopes for a challenging battle as his heart rate increased. Curling his Saiya-jin tail around his waist, his lips curled upwards just enough to show aesthetic contempt to his adversary and an overinflated sense of himself. It was only for show of course, but Goku's aim was to lower Yamcha's expectations of winning.

Half the battle is won in the mind, Goku thought.

Yamcha returned the identical facial expression, his alertness at its peak.

"Yaah!" Goku yelled, thrusting his right arm forwards. A small energy bolt exploded from his palm and raced at the human. With utmost skill, Yamcha pressed his straightened fingers together and sliced at the ball of ki, redirecting its trajectory into the distant background. Goku chuckled to himself, hoping to get such a reaction. This was gonna be a good fight.

"I don't really want to do any more warming up than that," the Saiya-jin told his human opponent, "but who am I to rob us of our fun?"

Goku slammed his foot into the ground, breaking the ground around his black boots. With his limb firmly in place, he threw out his other foot and dove into a running sprint. Yamcha watched the Saiya-jin approach him with incredible speed, deciding to meet Goku head on. In a few moments the similarly dressed human fighter was charging down the spiky haired Saiya-jin. The tension in the air reached boiling point as the two warriors finally collided in an act of agression.

Yamcha fired off a wild uppercut at Goku's jaw, but was dodged with a swift movement from the Saiya-jin's neck. Goku countered with a fast left hook, but found nothing but air as Yamcha imitated Goku's earlier dodge. Seeing a small opening, Yamcha jumped upwards and planted both knees into Goku's chin, jerking his head straight up. Following through his motion, Yamcha slammed the toes of his boots into the same spot as he completed a full backflip.

The Saiya-jin dug his right foot backwards into the ground to stop his body from stumbling backwards. Righting his head again, he found Yamcha landing blow after blow into his abdomenals mercilessly. Goku's head bobbed with every hit as he tried to organise his thoughts to stop the barrage from the talented human fighter. Suddenly, the pained Saiya-jin's body simply vaporised into nothing. Yamcha threw a punch through the air, curious as to where his enemy had disappeared to. He spun around to witness an upside Goku staring at him at eye level.

Goku's feet were high above Yamcha, and with a swift swing his midsection was rightside up again. Before the human could recommence his assault, Goku swung his left leg across Yamcha's face, the force causing him to stumble to his right. The Saiya-jin flared up his now blue aura, morphed forever from his training with King Kai, and sprung off the ground like a cork firing from a champagne bottle. Fists extended, the Saiya-jin raced towards the unaware human, stretched out straight like a needle.

Finding his mark, Goku's fists imbedded themselves into Yamcha's gut, transferring the kinetic energy from the Saiya-jin to the human. Yamcha found his body soaring across the ground, coming to a stop as his back slapped against the sturdy trunk of a tree. The sheer force of the collision sent a rippling crack through the plant, severing it in half. Leaves floated onto Yamcha's shoulders as the top half of the tree fell into the ground. Opening his palm, Goku formed a small energy ball and hurled it at the dazed Yamcha.

"No time for rest!" the Saiya-jin called out as he tossed the orb like a baseball. Yamcha sucked in a deep breath and collected himself, noticing the luminescent sphere of ki racing at him. With wide eyes, he got up and jumped into a huge arching leap. Beneath his feet the orb plowed into the tree stump, obliterating the plant in a blaze of fiery energy. Yamcha floated back down to the ground and turned around, watching the flames devour the remnants of the tree. He looked back at Goku and rose his power level. The Saiya-jin was ready for the battle. With a scream, a brilliant aura of his own complimented his muscular form.

The scouter fixed to Goku's head which miraculously had taken no serious damage started to beep as it read Yamcha's ascending energy. Numbers constantly scrolled upwards in Goku's left eye until Yamcha's ki signature started to stabilise. Goku cocked an eyebrow at the reading.

"952,397," Goku spoke the current level of his adversary. "You've got more than I thought. I guess I better step it up too." With an ascending scream, Goku's blue aura of ki flames jutted outwards, sending his own power to match his opponent's. The aura shrunk back to its normal size as Goku reached the same level. He didn't want to spoil the fun of an even fight, and if Yamcha was even stronger, then even better. It wasn't just techniques he learnt from King Kai, it was the strength and wisdom from his training exercises.

The Saiya-jin warrior shifted his feet as his blue light bathed over him in a circle. A similar light show was occuring by Yamcha as they prepared to engage in battle once again.

[Reijin]

Minoshia spun around only to notice the large energy wave just as it hit him. He screamed and threw up his sword in an attempt to deflect him, but the effort was too little, too late. It washed over him as he burned his Kaioken as hard as he could, trying to fight back the beam, but to no avail.

Moments later, the lower torso of the Konatsu-jin dropped to the ground, missing it's upper half of a body. Android 13 settled onto the ground and stared at the remains of his worthy adversary. "It is sad that it has come to this, Minoshia. But remember... It was your choice to attack your former ally."

He turned around, and realized that Reijin was no longer around, but Tapion was standing off to the side still. Tapion seemed to be in a state of shock at his brother's death, and 13 watched to find his reaction...

Verdict: Minoshia = Eliminated (Sorry, though your posts were longer, 13's were much better written. You put some effort into it though, and did your best, and that was noticed. Good job )
Android 13 = +5,000 zeni, +1 Point

[The Not Cool Not Tapion]

Tapion stared. His draw dropped. He couldn't believe his brother just died. His brother had a huge bonus powerup too! Tapion didn't want to see his brother die. His eyes narrowed and he cried out loudly as he dropped to his knees. A tears welled up in his eyes as he stared at the lower torso of Minoshia's body. The tear formed on his cheek and then dropped to the ground, followed by many more. His body began to shake and he cried out while tears faded the images he saw. He stared at the ground and clenched dirt in both fists as he shook and cried there. He was angry and very upset at the same time. A deathly combo.

Tapion's body rose up and he cried in the air as loud as he could, his aura shot up around him as he cried in the air, the power was much stronger than his usual aura. His anger powered him even more. He didn't think he needed to help his brother because he knew his brother was so strong. But he should have thought of his age which could effect his mind instead of just strength. Thirteen stared, heaving. He seemed like he couldn't believe it.

"You..."

Tapion started, a lump in his throat made it hard to talk.

"You...killed....him. You...killed...my brother! You...will....pay..."

Tapion's anger overran his body. His sadness hibernated deep inside his brother. Revenge would come at this moment. Tapion wasn't as nice as everybody thought he was. He pushed his hands in the dirt and rose to his feet, tears slid down his smooth skin. He looked with narrowed eyes at Thirteen who seemed to back up from the empowered warriors. He was determined to kill the person who destroyed his brother. For his brother.

OOC: Start of the fight. You bastard =/ You post now Thirteen.

[Broli]

OCB:

Bojack, read earlier posts.

*points at Reijin's*

[Reijin]

**OOC- Um... Bojack, I'm going to ignore your two posts, since I was already kinda initiating something I was approaching you before you ever got near the sensu beans, to prevent you from reaching them, and there are no rejuvination chambers.**

Reijin laughed as he approached his victim. The creature seemed to be weary, bruised from a previous battle with some unknown adversary. "How fitting that you are to be delivered to me in such pristine condition." he chuckled out loud. He saw the creature roll over, realizing Reijin was behind him.

Reijin's eyes narrowed as he stood near the creature's feet. He brought his hand up, and held it in front of him, a tiny orb of energy appearing within his palm. The orb seemed to dance with color, and sparks of power seemed to be absorbed out of the various air within the room into it. He smirked as his face dazzled from the ball's light. He then looked the creature in the eyes. "You know why we are here. Here is your opportunity. Do you yield? Do not expect a second chance. I am a Saiya-jin, and we do not spare the weak."

**OOC- OFFICIAL CHALLENGE: Bojack**

[Reijin]

**OOC- Sorry, this is very in character for me lol.**

Lips tightened into a sneer as the creature's words sunk in. "Is that a yes?" he replied. This creature was interesting to him. Perhaps he would consider letting him live. Perhaps not. This creature would have to prove himself to him in order to be considered a worthy ally... or adversary.

[Reijin]

**Judge since KV is in Broli's alliance**

The two beams collided, a large blast of air expanding from the center of the maelstrom. "You are a fool to have opposed me!" King Vejita screamed at the younger Saiya-jin. Goku Jr. had pissed him off, and would not be given the opportunity to survive. "Now die like a true Saiyan. Fighting!"

Goku Jr. gritted his teeth, fighting back as hard as he could. "It won't end this way!" he screamed, his aura bursting out around him. His aura flared with such a force that King Vejita's eyes widened a moment, fearing that the younger Saiyan had triggered some transformation.

"NO!" Vejita Ou screamed through gritted teeth, pouring more energy into the beam. It was obvious this was not going to be the way to kill Goku Jr., and that was exactly what he intended to do. He forced the beam close to Goku Jr., and then canceled it out, taking advantage of the explosion of force to suddenly send him propelled back, using it to increase his speed away from Goku Jr.

Watching him go, Goku Jr. turned around. "Coward..." he mumbled. Moments later his blood soaked the snow before him as he felt a sharp pain flare within his chest. He looked down, and saw a large hole in his chest, blood pouring down from the wound onto the snow at his feet. "Wh-..." he began, unable to draw his breath. He looked up, and saw a large ominous shadow stretching out past him from his rear, arms crossed. His King. He fell to the ground, and the snow quickly covered his lifeless body as the winds began to howl.

"For what it's worth, you are obviously a descendant of Kakarot." King Vejita spoke solemnly to his fallen opponent.

Goku Jr. = +1 Ticket to the Afterlife, +1 point for the exception roleplaying.
King Vejita = +5,000 zeni, +1 point for the shot in the back, you dirty bastard.

[Reijin]

Reijin chuckled at his opponent, and held the orb in front of him. "Then allow me to deliver the final blow!" he chortled. The creature at his feet lay, unmoving, but defiant even still. Reijin enjoyed his fighting spirit. He toyed with the idea of throwing the creature a sensu bean. Quite the dilemna. What would attain him more points in this tournament? He had always been the cold, calculating one. He was supposed to be mercyless.

He held up his hand, and the orb sprang to life, over flowing with energy. The very crystaline snow around him seemed to gather energy, reflecting with each droplet of prismatic light. It shifted in hues from a deep red to an almost healing blue, varying in degrees of intensity.

He allowed the orb to gather into his fingertip, and he pointed it directly at Bojack's head. "Just remember... This is nothing personal. I'm here to win this as you were." He fired the beam.

OOC- Judge?

**OOC- (cries) If he does die, then please send him to Kai or something. I didn't want to do this, but it's too in character for Reijin. He would not grant the mercy I hope things work out for Bojack **

[Reijin]

**OCB- You got lucky. Goku got randomly teleported out of your fight and into the main arena to fight Uub.

[Burter]

Note: Katel has left B and is now entering A

NPC Name: Katel

She floated effortlessly on the large leaf, arched inwards and holding her as if she was riding along a cloud. The vines barely covered her body, but it was enough to leave her most private parts under wraps. As she floated, she started to lower once more, towards the snow, and finally drop onto the ground. Here is where she would walk, as she began to feel that what she was looking for was closer then expected.

[Broli]

Reijin/Bojack

Reijin's eyes widened in surprise as Bojack managed to climb to his feet, barely having the strength to stand. He saw the open palm before him, less than five yards away. In a surge of confidence, he took a step forward, planning to somehow counter the blast. However, his foot caught to something on the floor, and the warrior stumbled and fell on his face. At this exact moment, Reijin delivered the attack, the beam firing directly over Bojack's falling form. Neither of them had expected the space pirate to trip. The crowd, however, thinking that it had been done on purpose, cheered as to what they thought to be quite the incredible escape.

Bojack, at the feet of Reijin, saw his chance. Holding up both hands, he fired all of the energy he could muster into the Saiyan's crotch. Reijin yelped, stumbling backwards and falling through the doorway into the hall...

OCB: No deaths. +1 Point to Bojack.

[Reijin]

The medical bay was really nothing more than a small ratty room in the back. Nearby was a large assortment of computer equipment. Nothing fancy, but enough. Reijin had further inspected the computer and found that the bunker had automated energy cannons by it. Reijin remembered vaguely noticing them while outside, but in the furious flurries of the snow he had let them fade. He turned, looking down at the figure on the table. He had removed the armor of the person and was letting the bean's curative properties take effect.

He was unsure as to why he was attempting to heal this warrior after having tried to kill him, but he had learned one thing about the warrior that he had to respect... This was a true warrior. He had a fighting spirit. He was not weak. Even with his body spent, he had somehow managed to fight back, and even damage Reijin. Few could do that at pristine condition. Reijin winced as his own bandages adorned his abdomen. He reached over to the supply cabinet and quickly thrust a sensu bean into his own mouth, while he could. He still had his own bean in his armor, but that was lying somewhere off to the side.

He could not just kill the creature before him while it couldn't fight back. First off, that would gain him no points. The crowd wanted a fight, not an execution. Secondly, he'd get zeni, but what did he care about zeni? He was not some Earth teenage girl on a shopping fit. He walked back over to his position over the creature, and stood beside him. Reijin was by far no form of healer, but the bean did not seem to be doing it's job very well. Perhaps the creature had been far to gone, and was only holding on with the same fighting spirit from before. Such a powerful ally, he could make.

Sighing, the Saiyan held his hands up before him, studying the lines adorning his palms. Harsh. Rash. These were fighting hands, hands of the low class warrior of Vejita-sei. These were hands that could not love, hands that could not heal. Hands that existed only to remove the spark of life from those it touched. Perhaps... Given his Gaean training, perhaps he could refocus his own aura. He knew how to transfer energy in destructive ways, now perhaps he could channel it in a more positive means.

He turned his palms over the creature, and took a deep breath, his lungs filling with air as he entered a meditative state. His hands hovered over the warrior, glowing a faint blue color as he attempted to align his aura with his former adversary's. It was difficult, as the creature's Ki signature was very weak, very faint. The collar adorning his neck was not helping him to sense past it. Concentrate... he lectured himself. That fool Kasumi did not teach you such skills with Ki to have you lose them to a weakened mind... He was getting nowhere... He just couldn't figure out the alignment of this creature's Ki field.

Not to be defeated by anything, he soothed his troubled mind with a few quick disciplinary techniques, clearing the doubt from himself. He would heal this creature, even if his help was only a minor one. The bean did not have enough life to work from, as the creature was far too gone. He calmed his spirit... And he heard it.

[Reijin]

His aura seemed to grow accustomed to the slightest variations in the creature's own spiritual energy, aligning itself on the positive end and slipping right in. Reijin found it a lot more difficult than trying to use his aura for destructive purposes. With a simple Ki blast, all he had to do was add enough energy to it or focus it and scale the wavelength to get the most damaging effect, to effectively break through another's aura and then tear into the flesh. With this... He was unsure of exactly what to do, but he allowed his subconcious to guide him through it. He felt the positive energy align perfectly, but he still had the negative energy off just a couple of degrees...

It felt as if hours had flowed by, even though he was sure it was only a few minutes. Each second seemed to echo within his mind, as he worked to pentrate the puzzle that was the greenish skinned being's soul. He found it quite entertaining, in the least, and yet he enjoyed the learning experience as well. He had managed to continue holding his positive aura in sync with the other's, but everytime he thought he had the perfect frequency on his negative aspect, it seemed he would be one degree off in small variations. The differences were so subtle, so minute, and yet it seemed to be so important when it came to this. Perhaps if he learned how to do this effectively enough, to heal another through the useage of Ki alone, a skill often laughed at by most warriors, he could continue to perfect his own skill with his Ki in ways so as to be able to have complete control over his own energy and to be able to create new, more devastating methods of destroying those that stood between him and his current goal.

THERE! he thought, the joy of his accomplishment sweeping into him, quickly to be dismissed by his well disciplined mind. He had finally aligned his aura completely. He was essentially at one with his patient. It was almost euphoric, and yet at the same time, soothing to the hardened warriors mind. He had managed to align the auras, and he then spread his along the other's body, penetrating more than just an outer film, seeping into the creature's own spiritual fabric. The creature began to glow a deep bluish color, as Reijin's aura and it's own began to work together in tandem. Reijin had done similar before, with his Feedback technique, but this seemed to be the true antithesis to that technique. Instead of employing his aura to coax another's into becoming destructive in it's dormant form, he was instead attempting to encourage the other's aura into a more rejuvinating form, helping the energy flow...