Area C: Day One

[Zarbon]

"Your son is dead..." Zarbon said with a face grim, and stared Dr.Gero in the eye. "He was going to do it, and I had to stop him so someday I could..."

He paused for a moment, looking around and then back at Gero.

"Never mind..." Whispered Zarbon, and he continued. "I fought him, and killed him, but he did what he wished, he made that android, Cyber Cell he called it...It was hellishly powerful, almost killed me in a matter of seconds, if I wasn't a master of terrain advantage, I would have died with one punch."

Zarbon grinded his teeth slightly, he lost again, this time horribly, that was the last battle he fought before this tournament. He looked Gero in the eye, he seemed pretty friendly actually.

"This Cyber Cell is immune to all pain it seems, every punch I made didn't leave a scratch." Zarbon continued with his explaination, and let it sink into Gero's robotic mind, and hoped his response would be good. Zarbon waited patiently.

[Raditzu]

"Sure is, kid." Raditzu flicked his hair outwards with his tail. "You should see how much shampoo I go through." The statement was followed by a quiet whistle.

I wonder if Goku knows...

The long haired saiya-jin hadn't expected to meet, of all people, his nephew on this little trip. It had been quite a while since he had last seen the pint-sized Goku, but there was no mistaking it. A growl from Rad's stomach reminded him why he was there. He waved to the child as he walked on.

"Tell your Dad I said 'hi', if you see him."

[Old Dave]

Uub clenched his jaw as the Saiyan mocked Burter and laughed, he wanted to do something, but fighting was restricted in the Bunkers " Damn it " he muttered grinding his teeth.."Settle down" Paragus warned whispering in his ear "This man is deadly and stronger then any of us...Do not make him your enemy" Uub could see the point to his logic and cursed punching the wall as he walked away...he had missed the fighting thus far, and Burter and Bra almost died while he waited back with Paragus...he would not wait any longer....next time it would be he who was fighting.

ooc: Short, but I'm heading out to work ;( I'm walking around the Bunker.

[Tami]

Bulma didn't say anthing to anyone for the longest time, not even her own daughter. She was stripping off her cyber suit as Raditzu entered and rummaged about for something to eat. Underneath was her normal attire, simply shaken up from behind under the tight metal armor. She looked over towards him, and smiled when he caught her gaze. "Good to see you again," she said politely, unlike Burter did. "I believe their are biscuits in the right cabinet," she offered.

[]OOC: @_@[]

[Raz]

"Tell your Dad I said 'hi', if you see him." Spoke the Saiya-jin warrior as he walked on away, Goten closing his mouth from the awkward looking position and nodded.

"Alrighty!... wait! What's your name?" The half blood yelled in a quick voice.

"Just say it's from Rad, he'll know who." Raditzu called one last time to the small Saiyan as he went back onto his food search.

The demi Saiyan smiled and nodded again as he turned about now bored. Looking from the recovering duo of Burter and Bra over to his long time friend 16... Then over to the mother Bulma, the one eyed Paragus he had met from the sort of 'dream' he had met his father and brother in, and finally Uub who took off almost suddenly out the door. Even though there were so many of selection to choose to talk to the mini fighter suddenly grew bored. "Mmmm! I'm bored... and hungry... and-"

"Complain too much." The blue fighter said with a smirk as he leaned back in the recovery chair, opening one eye to glance over at Goten who gave a small groan.

"Well I wanna do something..." In an attempt to avoid boredom, the small warrior inched his way across the bunker to a vacant wall, jumping up in the air in a small flip to land on his hands upside down. Looking at everyone from an inverted sight, wondering what would be coming next...

[Raditzu]

"Ah!" Raditzu plunged his hand behind some unmarked box and pulled out a couple of biscuits. "Thanks." He tossed one to Bulma and slumped down to the ground. Even if she wasn't hungry, Rad would make sure it didn't go to waste. He watched her take off her armor with a cocked eyebrow. "I'd leave that one if I were you," a bite of biscuit interupted him, "you never know when someone's gonna attack. And we wouldn't want to see a nice person like yourself get hurt."

Yeah right. Raditzu thought. Ten to one she's more than capable of handling herself. Hell... I know I'm not crazy enough to marry Vegeta.

"Isn't... uh... Bra your daughter?" Rad took another bite of his ration. "Is it safe for her here? She may be a Super Saiyan... but she's still a kid."

[Ruhiel]

Thoughts rushed through Android 20's mind as Zarbon slowly told him of the fate of his son. Seconds passed in silent tension before the android spoke again.

"I told him not to make the same mistake I did." Gero said, directed seemingly at no one.

"I left those plans for Cyber Cell out in my lab, along with Android 23's plans. I told him those androids were never meant to be finished. They were too powerful, too destructive, too... uncontrolable." Gero spoke, his eyes glazed over. He sighed. "My creation has been finished by my son, and it seems he built Cyber Cell the way it was meant to be. Immune to all known fighters. He was the second most perfect machine I had ever designed. And now, he's free to rampage the Earth. Oh, what have I done?"

"Listen Gero, we still can assemble a form of resistance to this monstrosity of you and your son." Zarbon stated.

"To what use? You experienced first hand Cyber Cell's power. There is no known fighter in the universe that can hurt it." Gero moaned.

"We'll think of something. You and I should meet up after this tournament to discuss our possible courses of action." Zarbon assured the doctor.

"Yes, that sounds good. We should wait until after the tournament. In the meantime, we have the King of the changelings outside waiting for an answer to his proposal to form an alliance with him. What do you say? I'm all for it, we may be weak alone, but together we stand a chance." Gero asked Zarbon, awaiting a response.

OOC: Sorry if I cut the CC discussion short a bit, but this is DA, so we kinda need to get back to the action.

[Tami]

Bulma took a seat as she let her armor disappear under her clothes. It was her bio suit, and having been modified just for her, it was very easy to keep under control and was there for easy use. She smiled the man's polite concern, "Thanks, but I made this one myself. It only takes a few seconds to get back on."

The woman took a seat and grabbed the biscuit he had thrown to her. She started to munch quietly when Raditzu suddenly spoke out.

"Isn't... uh... Bra your daughter?" Rad asked as he bit into the fluffy peice of bread, "Is it safe for her here? She may be a Super Saiyan... but she's still a kid."

"The way I see it," she answered, chewing lightly on the biscuit, "Is if I tried to stop her, would she really have listened? You should know yourself, being a saiyan. She has saiyan blood, not to mention, she is Vegeta's daughter. Could I have stopped her?" She winked at him, "I think you can answer it yourself."

She once again bit into the food, giggling at the long haired saiyan

[Raditzu]

"Heh... good point." His thoughts flashed back to the saiyan prince. No doubt about it; he was as stubborn as any saiyan. He opened his mouth to ask what she would do if the worst happened, but he was sure he already knew the answer to that question as well. He closed his mouth and stood up, stretching lightly as he did. "Ya know, I hope I don't have to kill you." Raditzu smiled down at Bulma. "And that's not something I tell many people."

[Tami]

Bulma didn't even budge, having expected something like to evantually come out of the sayian's mouth. She through what remained of the biscuit down and stood up, looking the saiyan directly in the eyes.

"You sayians are all the same," she stated, "Way too cocky," She smiled though, to indicate her sarcasm, however made sure Raditzu did get the point. Bulma indeed liked the man, but knew, like him, this was a contest where there would only be one true winner.

[Raditzu]

Without even realizing it, the long-haired saiyan had begun to bounce ever so lightly on the balls of his feet. His tail whipped about behind him, occasionally smacking against the wall behind him. He was getting antsy, in a very blood-thirsty, saiya-jin sort of way. Having found something to eat, and seen bits and pieces of fights taking place around him was not doing much to qwell increasingly good mood. He would probably head outside shortly and look for his first victim. Presently, he turned to Bulma.

"The password for the bunker's turrents is 'Lunch'." He grinned and turned toward the enterance of the bunker. "Wouldn't wanna get hurt on your way out, now would we?"

[Kami]

There was a blur of movement as Kami nailed Slug with a hard knee to the stomach. The fight almost seemed to be going in slow motion for Slug, each hit being dragged out into long streaks of time, his body being pushed to it's limits. He was already exahusted but was doing his damnedest against the very powerful Kami.

He's lucky I don't anihilate him right now...

Out of old habit, Slug shot an arm out, trying to block a punch that was headed right for his face. It worked, and he followed up with a hard jab to the gut. Next he axe handle smashed Kami right in the back of the head, Slug was almost running on auto pilot by now. The only thing keeping him up was his desire to win and his training taking over.

Kami was down on his knees, his neck reeling from the sharp hit his head took. Slug was staggering over, so Kami reached out and grabbed his ankles, holding tight as he stood up and pulled Slug's legs out from under him. Before Slug had time to open his eyes for another look on the world from his back he felt Kami stomping on his chest. The old grumpy Namek forced his weight down hard a couple of times and then did a reverse spinning backflip off of Slug, almost mocking him as he landed and put his arms out.

Slug was trying to get up and catch his breath all at the same time. Once he got to his feet he looked at Kami, who was coming right at him to deliever a wicked uppercut. Slug went to block but was a bit too slow. It caught him right on the chin and sent him skyward. Kami flew up alongside him, ramming a knee into his back and then driving en elbow down into his exposed stomach area. Slug looked like a rag doll as he rocketed back down into the ground, dancing about limply as he impacted and came to a hault.

Somehow, and much to the suprise of Kami, Slug rolled over groaning. He closed his fist tightly, and felt a rock underneath. Skipping any idle chit chat he flung his arm around and sent the rock hurdling towards Kami. It caught him hard in the shoulder, giving Slug enough time to leap to his feet and jump back into Kami's face. He was really pushing himself, Kami was a tough opponent and Slug thought there were moments when he was holding his own. He also wondered if Kami was just playing with him. They battled back and forth for a moment, switching offense and defense with the blink of an eye, although Slug seemed to be more on the recieving end of things. Kami caught one of Slug's punches with his hand and tossed him back. Slightly insulted, Slug reoriented himself to come back at Kami.

The old namek, suprisingly calm, looked at Slug, "Your friend lost to Bra, you could feel his power level vanish. Just give up now."

Kami could feel other, much larger powers nearby, he didn't want to waste too much energy dealing with this guy, when there were obviously more important things to be concerned with.

[Zarbon]

"Sure, of course, it is my king..." Zarbon said with a slight smirk and got up, gathering his things. "Lets just hope we don't die here."

He then turned on his scouter and went to walk towards Cold.

"I accpet, and so does Gero. Now, where to? I have a sudden urge to fight!"

((Short, but i'm slightly lazy to day ))

[Bra]

Bra watched everything in bitter silence, knowing any sort of protest or argument could anger the ludicrous power that was Raditzu. Instead, she did her best to relax and let the specialized healing units do their work. Despite the fact that they were nowhere near as effective as rejuvination chambers, Bra wasn't really physically damaged in any way. She had simply burned off far too much energy in her rage and determination to kill Android 14.

You'd think someone that weak would just lay down and die. I can't believe he gave me a run for my money.

"Okay, there's not much more this thing can do for me than a good night's sleep can." Bra decided, releasing herself, "Oh, I'm hungry."

The cyan-haired girl headed to a large pantry marked 'rations', remarking that Raditzu had somehow missed the bright red lettering, and giggled at his expense. She opened the door and almost immediately groaned.

"What is it?" Bulma asked.

"MRE's." Bra replied, remembering just how much she had hated them during the Friend or Foe tournament, "Well... they've got to be more filling than biscuits. And at least in the bunker, I can heat this junk up."

The demi-Saiyan dejectedly tossed the container into the bunker's microwave, and allowed it to heat the 'food' up before removing it from the appliance and setting it on the table. Bra collected a fork and knife from a drawer and sat at the table, peeling off the cover of her MRE.

"Oh, goodie. Today we get almost-lasagna." she commented sarcastically.

"Oh, come on. Just be thankful you have something to eat." her mother objected.

"Yeah, I guess." Bra said half-heartedly, "Maybe we can stay the night? I'm really tired."

[Metal Koola]

The fight was over, if it could even be called a fight. The syntex soldiers lay dead on the floor, many covered in a senseless amount of blood. Pieces of flesh were scattered about the field in no discernible order; this was the result of a pure rampage. An attack of hatred upon the men for what they had done to a relative. Koola turned around to notice his biological self floating in the air. The words 'bigger fish to fry' echoed through his head many times after he heard them spoken. Koola was right, there were bigger fish to fry... better fish. He wasn't going to get anywhere by beating on these pitiful fools. MK watched as Koola shot off in the direction of a huge familiar power. The bionic changeling dropped the corpse he was holding and flew off in the same direction. It wasn't long before he was at his brothers side in the sky.

[Kami]

With a now full recharged Slug standing before him, Kami reassesed the situation. Well...I said I'd fight him at my base power level, but if it starts looking like I might go down for the count I might have to power up a bit just out of self preservation... The old powerhouse wiped away sweat and blood, not all of it his, and looked at Slug once more.

They both had the same idea, to come in right at each other head on. They met midway, in a power struggle. Their hands clasped together each one tried to push the other back. Kami was obviously gaining ground on the younger Namekian, who was starting to buckle under the pressure. He dug deep and pushed hard, hoping to catch Kami off guard. Slug's aura began to swirl around him as they wrestled for position.

Kami was starting to feel the strain of this tug-o-war and of the fighting. Slug was starting to turn things around for him, and was pushing as hard as he could towards the old Namek. Suddenly Kami let out a big smile, Slug loked very confused, but kept pushing on the old guy anyway.

"Hahahahahahahahaha!" Kami howled with a strange laughter, arms above his head trying to out muscle Slug.

"What is so funny?" Slug demanded to get an answer.

"This." Kami said the single word and then dropped his arms down, causing Slug's momentum to carry him right into a knee from Kami, who still held onto Slug. It caught him right square in the chest, and even after that senzu bean it still hurt like hell.

Still holding onto Slug, Kami pulled him up over his head, arua flaring around him, and bashed him face first hard into the ground. He let go long enough to get around to Slug's feet and pick him up again. He tossed him up and punched him in the face, sending him skidding across the dirt, kicking up dust as he went along.

Slug quickly clammored to his feet, not wanting to be caught off guard again. Kami sped through the kicked up dust, hoping to suprise Slug but ended up not being able to find him. By the time he tought to look up he felt a kick to the back and he was flying. Slug did his best to catch up to nail Kami again, putting an elbow out for the Namekian to crash into. He hit it, and the force was almost too much for Slug to handle, but he held strong and watched as Kami practically bent around his elbow, legs and arms jetting out infront of him. Slug popped a fist up and nailed Kami in the face, sending him down to the ground.

Kami looked up as Slug came crashing down, he barely managed to roll out of the way of the vicious stomp that was headed his way. Slug quickly slammed a heel down to try and catch Kami on the way back but only succeded in smashing the ground below his foot. The green geezer was up on his feet and headed right back at Slug.

Slug was ready and waiting, blocking the first few attacks from Kami as he came barreling in. He could see beads of sweat forming on Kami's face, flying away as he delivered punches with incredible force. Then something strange began to happen. Everytime Kami threw a punch his auara began to flare up a little bit, almost like someone was reving an engine. With each hit the aura blazed a bit brighter and more intensely, the punches came quicker and harder. Slug was starting to worry.

Kami sent in a blinding right, left, hook, uppercut combo, sending Slug skyward. Instead of following him up, he stood on the ground, palm outstretched and fired off a quick ki blast. Slug was coherent enough to put up some sort of defense, but the blast was intense for being fire off so quickly. The force of the explosion sent him flying a little farther, but he managed to regain control of his movement and flew back down to the ground and wasted no time in dive bombing Kami.

The old Namek had his aura flowing around his body, sparks flying, rocks exploding, he figured anybody who say this was frothing at the mouth while throwing babies and rubber bands. Slug came in with a brilliant move, flying along the ground and wailing away on the aura engulfed Kami. Slug was feeling pretty good about himself until he noticed he wasn't really hitting Kami much at all.

NO! He didn't!...

Slug had a quick though of what Kami must be up to, then took a punch to the face and had a sudden direction change because of the hit. "You said you would fight without power ups!" Slug angrily slammed a fist into the ground on his way back to his feet.

"Yeah, I did, and I was. You used a senzu bean and said something about 'Round two' I figured we were starting over. Besides, this is not exactly your run of the mill tournament. So show me what you've got, it'll be a good test for you to run up against a Super Namek...it'd be no fun if I were much higher than this!" Kami seemed to have a strange arrogance about him at the moment. Normally this feeling was absent, but he hoped maybe Slug would just give up. He had no real reason to kill him, but if he had to he would.

Once again, they played a game of chicken, coming straight at each other. Thinkign fast, Slug went upwards right before he collided with Kami. The Super Namek quickly spun around and followed Slug up into the sky, not wishing to waste a moment of time or a single oportunity. He bashed Slug up and down with a quick barrage of punches and then came in with a spining kick to the side. Slug went spiraling off in a direction unknown to him.

Kami flew ahead and caught Slug, who was still disoriented. He slapped him across the face, "You can't win kid." and then punched him in the stomach, letting him float back down to the ground. Kami followed suit and the two were once again facing off.

Slug didn't say a word, he simply took up a fighting stance. Kami did the same, bringing one foot up off the ground and slamming it down hard while at the same time flaring his aura up around him. They looked each other down for a moment, and then resumed their battle.

[Old Dave]

Uub was alone again as he walked the Bunker searching for something to put the Burning out of his mind. The anger overwhelmed him...why had he not jumped in...was it because he was weak..he shook his head. He might not be the strongest but he was strong enough. His fist smashed through the wall buckling it to a section of fine powder and rubble. "DAMN IT" it rang along the corridor.

Without giving it much thought the human found himself in a small poorly lit room, the light flickered. The cool surface of the cement wall behind him was no confort, only an annoyance. As he slid to the ground Uub banged his head backward, cracking the wall. * Flashes of his past swept over him, his family, the fire...the burnt cacked flesh, the screams. He had locked up when he saw it....* Guilt swept through his shivering body* "It almost happened again.." The human held his face in his hands as a few tears trickled down his cheeks "NEVER AGAIN!!!!!" Uub jolted up backfisting the wall taking a chunk out of it. His aura slowly pulsed around him as he stood taking deep breaths "I will die before I let them down again.."

The metal door swished closed as he walked away back toward the group, blood trickling from his knuckles onto the polsihed stone floor. Guilt was tearing him apart, and the flashes of the past racked his body with anger...he would be damned if he lost another family to fear. Yes fear...fear of failing again like he did before...with another family.

[Burter]

Burter trekked quietly about the bunker, searching for what Bulma had explained to be a "turret." He assumed it to be a fancy name for a cannon, and he wasn't too far off either. The reptilian slipped into the control room for the terrets and began to randomly push the flashy buttons.

As luck would have it, it came to say "Password Please.' As per Bulma's directions, he quietly pushed the letters L-U-N-C-H in and was granted a list of the fighters. He pushed those who he recognized and didn't want to see perish because of the guns, and then slipped away quietly.

[]New password on the turrets, and they will kill anyone except the following people: Raditzu, A-18, Kami, Kirano, and All of Pitch Black[]

[Burter]

"No..." Furiza cursed, both muscled hands up in the air as he held tight against the blast. He bucked his head low and lept into the air, trying to force it against Kirano and counter. "I can NOT be defeated by YOU!" He roared, pushing his own ki into the blast.

"You will suffer for what you did!" The human screamed, using all of his might, all of his power, and all of his will to thrive against the evil changling. "I will avenge Krillen's murder, and nobody will stop me. AAAHHHHHH DIE CHANGLING!"

The blast was pushed down farther, and Furiza couldn't believe what was happening. He egan to become desperate, but it was too late. With one final push, Kirano slammed the ki attack down against Furiza's body, sending his body into the ground. The ki burned and pulled at his skin, working harder and harder to keep him down. Evantually, he stopped screaming, and Kirano just floated there, speechless.

"That was for Krillen," he spat. With his work done, he flew off away from the battlesite, to find a bunker far away from where all these sad crimes had been commited.

The dust cleared as Kirano flew off. There, standing tall and proud was the changling prince, staring the human down like a madman. He was too scraped to follow him now, but there was always later. "Nobody makes a fool of me," he whispered to himself. Now done, the changling turned to limp into the nearby bunker to get his items replenished.

[]+1 Points to both. No deaths[]

[Ruhiel]

Android 20 and Zarbon both stared with hatred at the backstabbing King Cold. Zarbon was having some trouble, as he did not train as heavily in the gravity chambers, but he was still a powerful ally, and they would need to work together to put the king down. But 20 was torn inside. In just one day, he had been the victim of so many horrible events. Witnessing the death of his friend Krillen, having to abandon Kirano, and now this. A person he had trusted. He trusted him, and now both he and Zarbon were feeling the rage building up inside themselves at the devilish-looking changeling.

"Zarbon. Listen carefully. I've fought this guy before, and trust me, he isn't the brightest one. With his newly acquired transformation, he is stronger, but he isn't smarter or more determined. We can beat this bastard. I'm going to come in from the left side with a frontal assault. You come behind him and let him have it with some of your energy attacks. Got it?" Android 20 quietly whispered to the teal mutant so that Cold couldn't overhear them.

Zarbon silently nodded his head, never taking his eyes off his "king."

"Go."

With that one word, Android 20 disappeared, and reappeared next to the changeling. He threw a swift kick into the gut of King Cold, causing a large blob of spit to issue from his mouth. Cold hunched over to hold his stomach for just a fraction of a second, but that was one fraction too long. Gero elbowed him in the back, sending him hurtling to the ground, but before he got there, Gero appeared beneath him, and threw an uppercut into the alien's chin. Cold went spinning backwards into the sky. Dr. Gero followed in pursuit, but now Cold was pissed. He launched a volley of kicks at the android, many of them connecting with his face. He followed up with a spinning kick to the side, knocking Gero off to the side. But the android wasn't about to let that stop him. He flew back in again, and a blinding fist brawl between the two fighters began, throwing insults at each other while they fought.

"You changelings are all alike. You have no respect for anyone but yourselves. Now you are going to learn why you don't ever want to turn on people." threatened 20.

"Your all talk and nothing but, android. Just shut up and fight like a man. Oh wait, that's right, you're not even a human anymore. You're just a piece of metal trash that somehow got himself mixed up in a tournament he wasn't ready for." King Cold coldy retorted.

"Is that what you think? You really are as stupid as you look. ZARBON NOW!" Gero yelled, lunging out of the way.

King Cold barely had enough time to turn around to see a very pissed off Zarbon fire tons of energy blasts at him. The enfuriated frenzy of energy attacks slammed into the changeling with destructive force.

"Take this you traitorous son of a bitch!" Zarbon screamed, and fired a gigantic beam of energy into the cloud of smoke that hid King Cold.

The beam disappeared into the cloud, and then exploded violently, creating a dazzling display of color.

Zarbon and Gero returned to the ground and reassumed fighting postures. Both fighters knew that couldn't kill the King of the changelings, but it sure as hell had to hurt.

OOC: Yah! I hope I did pretty well on that post. Zarbon's turn will be soon. NEVER GIVE UP! NEVER SURRENDER!