Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Dragon Ball XG ❯ Junior's Final Fight ( Chapter 7 )
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By: Toni the Mink 
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Adventure / Action | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 10.22.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.6K | Visits: 332 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Adventure / Action | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 10.22.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.6K | Visits: 332 | Status: Work In Progress
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"Junior's Final Fight"
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Bra gasped as their last and only hope laid in the hand of what was possibly their toughest enemy yet... She thought she had felt his ki nearby, but with nearly all the Dragonballs almost together, she didn't consider that he would be this close.
"Give us that Dragonball!" Kumo shouted, balling his fists.
"I'm afraid that it isn't going to be that easy, little boy," Baby Jr. sneered, waving the ball left and right, "If you want it, you're going to have to work for it..."
Kumo shot forward, his fist extended and pointed at the Tuffle's face, but only to be smacked away by Junior's palm, skidding across the forest ground.
"Kumo!!" Bra cried.
The boy slowly got to his knees and rubbed his head, just as Baby Jr. leaped towards him, his jaws wide open, aiming for his neck. But before he could reach him, the older woman had jumped in and grabbed Kumo, carrying him away before he could be eaten.
The Tuffle experiment stood back up and glared over at the part-saiyans. "Give up," he seethed, "There is nothing you can do to stop me. Those warriors stood no chance, what makes you think you can?!" He held the Dragonball back up, "You're only options are to either obey me, or become me!"
*BOOM!*
"Aigh!" Baby Jr. grabbed his hand before the Dragonball escaped. He glared up, snarling at the circular robot who had just shot a missile at the hand that held the Dragonball. Giru sweated, knowing that he may have gone a bit over his head with the attempted attack, but couldn't do anything as Junior appeared out of nowhere and slammed the robot into a tree, smashing him into pieces.
"GIRU!!!" Kumo cried, watching Giru pieces pile to the ground. Growling, he pushed himself out of Bra's arms and shot once more at the mutant.
"Kumo, NO!!" Bra shouted.
Baby Jr. tried once more to attack Kumo, but luckily, the boy managed to duck the oncoming fist, and tried to throw some punches in himself. They did no harm, but he was able to escape every attack that Junior attempted. He rammed his fist towards Kumo's skull, but the quarter-saiyan leaped on his head and stood there. He glanced quickly at Bra and gave a quick nod before jumping off before Junior could swipe at him. Bra smiled and nodded, taking the note to assemble the Dragonballs together.
Baby Jr. smirked. "You think you're pretty good, don't you boy?"
"I KNOW I'm good!" Kumo fumed, "My dad taught me everything I need to know!"
"Hate to break it to you, kid, but your daddy most likely got eaten by me!"
The boy growled, "I'll save him just you see!!!" He jumped forward and started throwing punches.
The Tuffle easily jumped back, still smirking. "How cute," he mused, "You really think you stand a chance? Okay boy, let me show you just how strong I am. I'll defeat you only using a fraction of my strength!"
He leapt forward and threw a punch at Kumo's head once more. The boy jumped over the attack, and attempted to land hard on Baby Jr.'s head by means of kicking him. Junior quickly sidestepped and swiped his claw-like hands at the boy's face. Kumo jumped back, but still got knicked in the face, and then socked in the gut, getting sent once again across the forest ground, managing to roll backwards and skidding to a halt on his feet. He looked up in time to see Baby Jr. flying straight at him and just managed to roll away in time before he could execute any attack he had in mind.
He bounced over about 10 feet away and turned around to see Junior making his way towards him, smirking as he advanced closer, as if he knew the battle was his. He may be young, but he wasn't going down without a fight. He cupped his hands to his side and gathered up his ki into a large blue light. "Ka... me... ha... me...." He shot his beam forward, "HAAAA!!!!"
Baby Jr. shielded his eyes as the blinding blue light came nearer. After a while, however, nothing happened... He glanced up to see a tiny blue lighting bolt slowly make its way toward him. Once it finally hit him, it simply popped and disappeared. Junior blinked, astonished, and slowly glanced over at the little boy, who slowly started to laugh nervously. "Ehhehheh.... I guess I do need a little more practice...."
Junior grinned devilishly. "Perhaps THIS was what you meant to do?" he sneered as he raised his hand and created an enormous ki ball in it.
Kumo face faulted. "Uh oh..."
The Tuffle experiment chucked the ki ball straight at the Saiyan boy, appearing to hit him dead on as that section of the forest exploded into ashes. The force was strong enough to throw Bra a large distance away, along with the Dragonballs as they scattered in several directions.
The shock of the explosion finally settled down, and only the large dust cloud remained. Baby Jr. couldn't see the boy, but he couldn't feel his ki either. It had to have killed him. The Tuffle chuckled. "That was too easy."
*SWIPE*
"What?!?" Baby Jr. was taken back as the Dragonball he was holding was suddenly snatched away. He looked over to see the reddish brown-haired boy, grinning widely as he waved the 2-star Dragonball in his hand. "You!!" he snarled, "You were hiding your ki! You little brat, you WON'T make a fool of me!!" In the heat of the moment, Junior launched forward and grabbed for the orange orb, but only to have Kumo sock him square in the face with a single kick.
He bounced off Junior's face and soared into the sky, looking around for Bra, and finally spotting her on all fours looking around herself. "MISS BRA!!!" he shouted as he flung the Dragonball at her. She turned in time to see the ball coming straight for her and barely managed to throw her hand up and catch it. "Hurry!!" Kumo called, "Call the dragon!!!"
"I can't!" Bra cried as she got back down and started crawling around while searching, "The Dragonballs scattered after that explosion! I can't find them!!"
Kumo's eyes bulged as his mouth dropped, "Whaaaat?!"
"AHAH!"
The saiyan boy flipped around to see Baby Jr. dive for what looked like another Dragonball close by.
"KINTO'UN!"
Before the Tuffle could reach it, out of nowhere, a flying cloud zipped in and knocked him in the side, sending Junior for a ride across ground zero and screeching to a halt, sending him crashing into a surviving tree.
Kumo clapped, "Yay! Way to go, Kinto'un!" he cheered as he raced down and grabbed the Dragonball for himself.
Bra smiled widely as she managed to find another ball. "Hold him off a little longer, Kumo!" she shouted over, "I'm almost done!"
"Right!" Kumo called back as he dropped into a stance. Baby Jr. had gotten back up and was once more advancing closer, only this time, he didn't look confident, but rather pissed.
"I fought against and beaten the STRONGEST warriors on this planet!" he growled, "I will not be upstaged by a child and a weakling woman! PLAYTIME IS OVER!!!" He charged full speed at Kumo, who didn't even have time to jump away as he rammed his fist into the boy's gut, the Dragonball soaring out of his hand and onto the ground, and sent him crashing through a plethora of pinetrees. As he continued to plow through, the Tuffle experiment shot up, getting right above him, and slamming the quarter-Saiyan deep into the ground.
"Heeheeheehee!" Junior chuckled as he stared down at the unconcious boy, "Now to remove this thorn from my side..." He knelt down and leaned closer to Kumo, his eyes set squarely on his neck.
"SPIRIT BALL!!!"
Out of completely nowhere came a giant ki ball, slamming into Junior's side, and sending him through several trees. Kumo slowlu opened his eyes to see two figures in the sky, floating down towards him. "Hey... Mr. Yamcha! Mr. Tien!"
"Hey, kid, how're you doing?" Yamcha smirked.
"We just met up a moment ago," Tien explained, "We both felt this large ki. When it wasn't getting weaker anytime soon, we finally decided to investigate."
Yamcha looked over at where he sent the creature. "So mind telling us what's going on?"
"Long story," Kumo climbed to his feet, rubbing his belly, and quickly whipped his head around, "Where's the Dragonball??"
Tien cocked an eyebrow, "Dragonball?? I thought they--"
He was cut off by an enraged Tuffle shooting straight for the three. Yamcha grabbed Kumo and rushed him away as Tien engaged in combat with Junior. He tried to deal punches while blocking the enemy's, but it clearly looked one-sided, and the odds weren't for the three-eyed warrior.
"Okay, look," said Yamcha, "Whatever it is you need to do, just do it! We'll keep blueboy here busy!" Kumo nodded as both shot off in seperate directions.
Tien, meanwhile, worked as fast as he could blocking Baby Jr.'s attacks. Whoever this new enemy was, he seemed to have the combined strengths of a Super Saiyan 5, 3, and several 2s. He could barely attack without the risk of exposing an area, but his stamina was starting to wear out. He knew he wasn't going to keep this up for long.
"Wolf Fang Fist!!!"
From behind, Junior was bombarded with rapid punches and then sent rocketing to the ground below with a swift kick. Tien leaned forward, trying to catch his breath, and glanced up at Yamcha, smiling weakly. "Another great save..."
Yamcha grinned. "Maybe now you'll see that I'm stronger than you think."
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"Ohhhh, come ON!" Bra cried as she combed the forest grass looking for the Dragonballs that got away, "Where is it?? Please, not now! We can't fail now! I just need ONE more!"
"Looking for this?"
Bra whipped her head around, and came face to face with the seventh Dragonball, being held out by Kumo, who was grinning sheepishly like he always did. "Heehee! Found it!"
Bra smiled widely and took the ball. "Way to go!" she cried, "But happened to Baby Jr.?"
"Tien and Yamcha are fighting him."
"They're here too??" As if answering her question, a major vibration shook the ground violently, as a bright explosion took place behind them. "C'mon, time's running out!" Bra told Kumo and they raced to the rest of the Dragonballs.
They placed the last one together in the small pile, and upon doing so, the balls began glowing brightly. Once all together, Bra thought back to the one and only time that she was the dragon being summoned and tried to remember how her mother called him out. Hoping that no evil dragon would appear like the last time, she towered over the glowing balls, held up her palms, and shouted, "Come forth, Dragon!!! Arise and grant us our wishes!!!"
The sky above darkened as if night suddenly settled in. The Dragonballs grew brighter and brighter, then suddenly shot a massive bright light into the sky. Bra and Kumo shielded their eyes. This was even brighter than the sun itself! As they tried to look up, they saw the bright light take the form of a gigantic figure, and the figure transform slowly into that of a dragon.
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Tien and Yamcha were both in a struggle, trying to hold each fist of Baby Jr. away, as Junior slowly advanced closer. The Tuffle smacked his tongue hungrily as he got closer, grinning widely, giving the warrior an uncomfortable close view of the wicked teeth that would most likely bite them if they lost even the smallest ounce of strength.
Suddenly, behind them, a large, bright light shot into the sky. Baby Jr. stopped what he was doing and quickly whipped around. The bright light shone blindingly into a small section of the dark sky and then morphed into a enormous form.
"What... IS that...?" Junior murmured.
"It's... the DRAGON?!!" Yamcha shrieked, accidentally answering his question.
Baby Jr. didn't know what was going on, but he knew whatever it was NOT good. He let go of the two and shot into the forest where the light was coming from, but didn't get far before both the men tackled him to the ground.
"Get... OFF ME!!!" the Tuffle screamed as he let loose a surge of energy, which threw the warriors off, then flipping over and slamming his fist into Yamcha's head, with clanked hard into Tien's, and the two toppled to the ground, unconscious.
Junior figured he'd eat them later. He had to get to that dragon first!
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Bra stared in awe at the dragon in the sky. This was not like any other dragon she ever saw... This dragon looked rather formal. It looked as if it had a human-like body, but she couldn't be sure, since it was wearing what looked like a fancy kimono. It was almost as if he literally was a Dragon God.
As he spoke, he even talked very formally. "You have summoned me," he said in a gentle, soothe voice, "Therefore you may speak to me your two wishes..."
Down below, Baby Jr. heard everything perfectly clear as he raced over. Wishes?? They surely could not fight him, so they thought they could wish him away? He refused to make it that easy for the weak little bastards. He was going to make those wishes first!
The dragon looked down at Bra and Kumo, and smiled kindly. "But first---"
"DRAGON!!!"
Bra and Kumo whipped around at the horrific sight of Baby Jr. bursting in and jumping to their side, shoving them to the ground and making himself known to the dragon. "I wish to be conqueror of Earth... no, the UNIVERSE!!! MAKE EVERYBODY OBEY MY RULE, NO MATTER THE COST!!!"
The dragon stared down, taking in the words that the Tuffle experiment shouted to him. Baby Jr. grinned evilly. He wouldn't need to eat anyone from this point on. His father would be incredibly proud. This was too easy... He was now going to rule over Earth, Tuffle Planet, and all the planets in the galaxy and so on. He was doing exactly what his father wanted him to do, as if he was working through him. The Tuffles were going to come out on top once again.
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A/N: Revised, so Kumo isn’t too “ulra-powerful”. Tell me what you think.
And I would just like to say.... Tien and Yamcha RULE! I'd like to call this their "long, deserved justice"
"Junior's Final Fight"
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Bra gasped as their last and only hope laid in the hand of what was possibly their toughest enemy yet... She thought she had felt his ki nearby, but with nearly all the Dragonballs almost together, she didn't consider that he would be this close.
"Give us that Dragonball!" Kumo shouted, balling his fists.
"I'm afraid that it isn't going to be that easy, little boy," Baby Jr. sneered, waving the ball left and right, "If you want it, you're going to have to work for it..."
Kumo shot forward, his fist extended and pointed at the Tuffle's face, but only to be smacked away by Junior's palm, skidding across the forest ground.
"Kumo!!" Bra cried.
The boy slowly got to his knees and rubbed his head, just as Baby Jr. leaped towards him, his jaws wide open, aiming for his neck. But before he could reach him, the older woman had jumped in and grabbed Kumo, carrying him away before he could be eaten.
The Tuffle experiment stood back up and glared over at the part-saiyans. "Give up," he seethed, "There is nothing you can do to stop me. Those warriors stood no chance, what makes you think you can?!" He held the Dragonball back up, "You're only options are to either obey me, or become me!"
*BOOM!*
"Aigh!" Baby Jr. grabbed his hand before the Dragonball escaped. He glared up, snarling at the circular robot who had just shot a missile at the hand that held the Dragonball. Giru sweated, knowing that he may have gone a bit over his head with the attempted attack, but couldn't do anything as Junior appeared out of nowhere and slammed the robot into a tree, smashing him into pieces.
"GIRU!!!" Kumo cried, watching Giru pieces pile to the ground. Growling, he pushed himself out of Bra's arms and shot once more at the mutant.
"Kumo, NO!!" Bra shouted.
Baby Jr. tried once more to attack Kumo, but luckily, the boy managed to duck the oncoming fist, and tried to throw some punches in himself. They did no harm, but he was able to escape every attack that Junior attempted. He rammed his fist towards Kumo's skull, but the quarter-saiyan leaped on his head and stood there. He glanced quickly at Bra and gave a quick nod before jumping off before Junior could swipe at him. Bra smiled and nodded, taking the note to assemble the Dragonballs together.
Baby Jr. smirked. "You think you're pretty good, don't you boy?"
"I KNOW I'm good!" Kumo fumed, "My dad taught me everything I need to know!"
"Hate to break it to you, kid, but your daddy most likely got eaten by me!"
The boy growled, "I'll save him just you see!!!" He jumped forward and started throwing punches.
The Tuffle easily jumped back, still smirking. "How cute," he mused, "You really think you stand a chance? Okay boy, let me show you just how strong I am. I'll defeat you only using a fraction of my strength!"
He leapt forward and threw a punch at Kumo's head once more. The boy jumped over the attack, and attempted to land hard on Baby Jr.'s head by means of kicking him. Junior quickly sidestepped and swiped his claw-like hands at the boy's face. Kumo jumped back, but still got knicked in the face, and then socked in the gut, getting sent once again across the forest ground, managing to roll backwards and skidding to a halt on his feet. He looked up in time to see Baby Jr. flying straight at him and just managed to roll away in time before he could execute any attack he had in mind.
He bounced over about 10 feet away and turned around to see Junior making his way towards him, smirking as he advanced closer, as if he knew the battle was his. He may be young, but he wasn't going down without a fight. He cupped his hands to his side and gathered up his ki into a large blue light. "Ka... me... ha... me...." He shot his beam forward, "HAAAA!!!!"
Baby Jr. shielded his eyes as the blinding blue light came nearer. After a while, however, nothing happened... He glanced up to see a tiny blue lighting bolt slowly make its way toward him. Once it finally hit him, it simply popped and disappeared. Junior blinked, astonished, and slowly glanced over at the little boy, who slowly started to laugh nervously. "Ehhehheh.... I guess I do need a little more practice...."
Junior grinned devilishly. "Perhaps THIS was what you meant to do?" he sneered as he raised his hand and created an enormous ki ball in it.
Kumo face faulted. "Uh oh..."
The Tuffle experiment chucked the ki ball straight at the Saiyan boy, appearing to hit him dead on as that section of the forest exploded into ashes. The force was strong enough to throw Bra a large distance away, along with the Dragonballs as they scattered in several directions.
The shock of the explosion finally settled down, and only the large dust cloud remained. Baby Jr. couldn't see the boy, but he couldn't feel his ki either. It had to have killed him. The Tuffle chuckled. "That was too easy."
*SWIPE*
"What?!?" Baby Jr. was taken back as the Dragonball he was holding was suddenly snatched away. He looked over to see the reddish brown-haired boy, grinning widely as he waved the 2-star Dragonball in his hand. "You!!" he snarled, "You were hiding your ki! You little brat, you WON'T make a fool of me!!" In the heat of the moment, Junior launched forward and grabbed for the orange orb, but only to have Kumo sock him square in the face with a single kick.
He bounced off Junior's face and soared into the sky, looking around for Bra, and finally spotting her on all fours looking around herself. "MISS BRA!!!" he shouted as he flung the Dragonball at her. She turned in time to see the ball coming straight for her and barely managed to throw her hand up and catch it. "Hurry!!" Kumo called, "Call the dragon!!!"
"I can't!" Bra cried as she got back down and started crawling around while searching, "The Dragonballs scattered after that explosion! I can't find them!!"
Kumo's eyes bulged as his mouth dropped, "Whaaaat?!"
"AHAH!"
The saiyan boy flipped around to see Baby Jr. dive for what looked like another Dragonball close by.
"KINTO'UN!"
Before the Tuffle could reach it, out of nowhere, a flying cloud zipped in and knocked him in the side, sending Junior for a ride across ground zero and screeching to a halt, sending him crashing into a surviving tree.
Kumo clapped, "Yay! Way to go, Kinto'un!" he cheered as he raced down and grabbed the Dragonball for himself.
Bra smiled widely as she managed to find another ball. "Hold him off a little longer, Kumo!" she shouted over, "I'm almost done!"
"Right!" Kumo called back as he dropped into a stance. Baby Jr. had gotten back up and was once more advancing closer, only this time, he didn't look confident, but rather pissed.
"I fought against and beaten the STRONGEST warriors on this planet!" he growled, "I will not be upstaged by a child and a weakling woman! PLAYTIME IS OVER!!!" He charged full speed at Kumo, who didn't even have time to jump away as he rammed his fist into the boy's gut, the Dragonball soaring out of his hand and onto the ground, and sent him crashing through a plethora of pinetrees. As he continued to plow through, the Tuffle experiment shot up, getting right above him, and slamming the quarter-Saiyan deep into the ground.
"Heeheeheehee!" Junior chuckled as he stared down at the unconcious boy, "Now to remove this thorn from my side..." He knelt down and leaned closer to Kumo, his eyes set squarely on his neck.
"SPIRIT BALL!!!"
Out of completely nowhere came a giant ki ball, slamming into Junior's side, and sending him through several trees. Kumo slowlu opened his eyes to see two figures in the sky, floating down towards him. "Hey... Mr. Yamcha! Mr. Tien!"
"Hey, kid, how're you doing?" Yamcha smirked.
"We just met up a moment ago," Tien explained, "We both felt this large ki. When it wasn't getting weaker anytime soon, we finally decided to investigate."
Yamcha looked over at where he sent the creature. "So mind telling us what's going on?"
"Long story," Kumo climbed to his feet, rubbing his belly, and quickly whipped his head around, "Where's the Dragonball??"
Tien cocked an eyebrow, "Dragonball?? I thought they--"
He was cut off by an enraged Tuffle shooting straight for the three. Yamcha grabbed Kumo and rushed him away as Tien engaged in combat with Junior. He tried to deal punches while blocking the enemy's, but it clearly looked one-sided, and the odds weren't for the three-eyed warrior.
"Okay, look," said Yamcha, "Whatever it is you need to do, just do it! We'll keep blueboy here busy!" Kumo nodded as both shot off in seperate directions.
Tien, meanwhile, worked as fast as he could blocking Baby Jr.'s attacks. Whoever this new enemy was, he seemed to have the combined strengths of a Super Saiyan 5, 3, and several 2s. He could barely attack without the risk of exposing an area, but his stamina was starting to wear out. He knew he wasn't going to keep this up for long.
"Wolf Fang Fist!!!"
From behind, Junior was bombarded with rapid punches and then sent rocketing to the ground below with a swift kick. Tien leaned forward, trying to catch his breath, and glanced up at Yamcha, smiling weakly. "Another great save..."
Yamcha grinned. "Maybe now you'll see that I'm stronger than you think."
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"Ohhhh, come ON!" Bra cried as she combed the forest grass looking for the Dragonballs that got away, "Where is it?? Please, not now! We can't fail now! I just need ONE more!"
"Looking for this?"
Bra whipped her head around, and came face to face with the seventh Dragonball, being held out by Kumo, who was grinning sheepishly like he always did. "Heehee! Found it!"
Bra smiled widely and took the ball. "Way to go!" she cried, "But happened to Baby Jr.?"
"Tien and Yamcha are fighting him."
"They're here too??" As if answering her question, a major vibration shook the ground violently, as a bright explosion took place behind them. "C'mon, time's running out!" Bra told Kumo and they raced to the rest of the Dragonballs.
They placed the last one together in the small pile, and upon doing so, the balls began glowing brightly. Once all together, Bra thought back to the one and only time that she was the dragon being summoned and tried to remember how her mother called him out. Hoping that no evil dragon would appear like the last time, she towered over the glowing balls, held up her palms, and shouted, "Come forth, Dragon!!! Arise and grant us our wishes!!!"
The sky above darkened as if night suddenly settled in. The Dragonballs grew brighter and brighter, then suddenly shot a massive bright light into the sky. Bra and Kumo shielded their eyes. This was even brighter than the sun itself! As they tried to look up, they saw the bright light take the form of a gigantic figure, and the figure transform slowly into that of a dragon.
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Tien and Yamcha were both in a struggle, trying to hold each fist of Baby Jr. away, as Junior slowly advanced closer. The Tuffle smacked his tongue hungrily as he got closer, grinning widely, giving the warrior an uncomfortable close view of the wicked teeth that would most likely bite them if they lost even the smallest ounce of strength.
Suddenly, behind them, a large, bright light shot into the sky. Baby Jr. stopped what he was doing and quickly whipped around. The bright light shone blindingly into a small section of the dark sky and then morphed into a enormous form.
"What... IS that...?" Junior murmured.
"It's... the DRAGON?!!" Yamcha shrieked, accidentally answering his question.
Baby Jr. didn't know what was going on, but he knew whatever it was NOT good. He let go of the two and shot into the forest where the light was coming from, but didn't get far before both the men tackled him to the ground.
"Get... OFF ME!!!" the Tuffle screamed as he let loose a surge of energy, which threw the warriors off, then flipping over and slamming his fist into Yamcha's head, with clanked hard into Tien's, and the two toppled to the ground, unconscious.
Junior figured he'd eat them later. He had to get to that dragon first!
ooo
Bra stared in awe at the dragon in the sky. This was not like any other dragon she ever saw... This dragon looked rather formal. It looked as if it had a human-like body, but she couldn't be sure, since it was wearing what looked like a fancy kimono. It was almost as if he literally was a Dragon God.
As he spoke, he even talked very formally. "You have summoned me," he said in a gentle, soothe voice, "Therefore you may speak to me your two wishes..."
Down below, Baby Jr. heard everything perfectly clear as he raced over. Wishes?? They surely could not fight him, so they thought they could wish him away? He refused to make it that easy for the weak little bastards. He was going to make those wishes first!
The dragon looked down at Bra and Kumo, and smiled kindly. "But first---"
"DRAGON!!!"
Bra and Kumo whipped around at the horrific sight of Baby Jr. bursting in and jumping to their side, shoving them to the ground and making himself known to the dragon. "I wish to be conqueror of Earth... no, the UNIVERSE!!! MAKE EVERYBODY OBEY MY RULE, NO MATTER THE COST!!!"
The dragon stared down, taking in the words that the Tuffle experiment shouted to him. Baby Jr. grinned evilly. He wouldn't need to eat anyone from this point on. His father would be incredibly proud. This was too easy... He was now going to rule over Earth, Tuffle Planet, and all the planets in the galaxy and so on. He was doing exactly what his father wanted him to do, as if he was working through him. The Tuffles were going to come out on top once again.
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A/N: Revised, so Kumo isn’t too “ulra-powerful”. Tell me what you think.
And I would just like to say.... Tien and Yamcha RULE! I'd like to call this their "long, deserved justice"