Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Teigra's Desert ❯ 27 >=D ( Chapter 27 )
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By: Da Fu 
18 faces Red
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Adventure / Action | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 11.04.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.2K | Visits: 191 | Status: Completed
18 faces Red
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Adventure / Action | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 11.04.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.2K | Visits: 191 | Status: Completed
I do not own DBGT
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"Pan and Rocker. please make your way to the ring!" the announcer yelled into his mike. The crowd cheered, applauding the next fighters as they walked into the ring. Pan faced her oponent, ready to fight. The leather clad, moehawk styled boy took his stance, glaring at Pan.
"Just because you're a girl, doesn't mean I'll go easy!" he warned. Pan humphed.
"Begin!" the announcer screamed. Rocker charged straight for Pan, aiming a kick to her face. Pan meerily ducked, and sent a high powered kick to his chest. The kick felt like a car crashing into Rocker, not killing, but throwing him into the air, and out of the ring. Rocker blinked in disbelife as he lied on the ground.
Pan gave the cheering crowd a peace sign and walked out of the ring. Rocker looked at Pan as he was lifted onto the stretcher, and thunk how she had defeated him.
I was never defeated in my life. No one even layed a hand on me... how did she? he thought. He looked onward at the powerful girl and noticed how pretty she was. Wow... she's awsome. he thought blushing.
Pan laughed as she walked toward Hiro. "That was too easy!" she said, happily grinning. Hiro rolled his eyes at Pan.
"Of course it was. Beating a weakling is nothing to glought about." Pan glared at the saiyan boy.
"Like you're any better. Who's the person who kept making new records, by herling helpless men into the air?" Pan asked, her voice sounding like venom.
"That's compleatly differnt."
"How?"
"I was doing that for sport. You herld him into the air, because he called you weak because you're a girl."
"You are such an idiot." Pan mumbled.
After too short of a break, the last fight was to start. #18 pushed a few locks of blond hair out of her face as she took her place in the ring. Accross from her, Red stood looking like a strange ghost.
Somthing about that woman is so familier. Pan thought as she stared at the white dressed woman. Pan was in deep thought, and before she knew it the fight had begun.
18 flew to her enemy. But before she even got ten feet to Red, Red had seemingly dissapeared. 18 halted immeaditly, and looked around the ring. As she looked, a bright red light, and intense heat came from behind her. 18 turned, and jumped out of the way, as a powerful fireball flew past her. The fireball collided with the ground, and caused an intense explosion of fire. 18 looked round once more, and spotted her. 18 sped to Red, and threw a hard punch at her. Red dogded the attack effortlessly, and continued to block, and evade 18's punchs and kicks. 18 kicked at Red's legs, hoping to trip her. Red lifted her foot off the ground just in time, and then delivered a earth shattering punch at the cyborg.
18 flew at the ground, and was thrown in the air by Red. Red chased after her, and began to pummil her with blurred punchs and kicks. Before 18 could fall out of the air from exostion, Red cruelly grabbed her neck. Red pulled her hand behind her and ignited another fireball in her palm. Red slammed her forhead into 18's, and threw her into the ground below. She then raised her inflammed hand abouve her head, and the fireball began to grow larger. Soon, the fire was as large as a bus, and Red had to hold it with both hands. Once the fire had reached it's top size, Red threw it at the ring.
18 opened her eyes, and saw a 20' large ball of fire falling toward her. 18 quickly got up, and pushed the shocked announcer out of the ring. 18 tried to get out as well, but the fire was too close. 18 tried to block it with her forearms, trying to push it back. The violent ball of hell fire didn't let back, and exploded in front of 18, engulfing the intrie ring in blinding fire.
The grass around the ring and the ring itself was set a flame, and a cruel smile was carved into Reds face, as she watched it burn. Then a figure came out of the ring, and lied on the ground. 18 had lost the battle.
After the winner was announced, and 18 had been taken away on a stretcher with her family worringly behind, Pan was feeling like she was staring at a ghost. Red's powers and looks made her feel like she was watching a devil from her nightmares. Pan quickly turned away, not wanting to see anymore, and noticed everyone had the same look of fear planted on their faces, esspecially Hiro.
Red floaghted from the air and walked accross the hell that was the ring. Everyone stared at her like she was a demon, even the Firemen, who were trying to put out the fire. Red entered the large tent were the fighter sat. Red slowly walked past Pan, and then Hiro. Hiros face looked liuke he was about to have a panic attack, and when the fearfull woman past, Hiro looked like a storm was over.
Pan looked at the woman, who was standing in the dark corner once more, and took Hiros hand. She pulled him out of the tent and far away from Red.
"Pan...!" Hiro started quietly. Pan didn't anser, she kept focusing on getting Hiro away from Red. The walked past the now smoking ring, and into a calm garden. "Pan... what?" Hiro started again. Pan sat on a bench and gestured for Hiro to sit next to her. Hiro sat, and asked her what was wrong.
Pan wrapped both her arms around one of Hiros, and lied her head on his shoulder. Hiro blushed and stuttered, as he tried to ask what she was doing. "Hiro?" Pan started.
"Y-yeah?"
"Be quiet." she said simply. Hiro obeied, and let Pan rest on his shoulder. After a few minutes of silence, Pan let go and held Hiros hand with hers. "Hiro?"
"Yes?" he asked, still blushing.
"I don't think the tornament is going to continue untill they get a new ring... so when their busy fixing it, would you like to go somewhere with me?"
"Huh?" Hiro asked.
"You know! I mean... would you like to go on a date with me?" Pan asked, blushing deeply. Hiro blushed as well.
"Ah- sure!"
"Really?"
"Y-yeah! Why not, right?" Pan smiled happily, and pulled him off of the bench. Hiro was led by a happy Pan into the garden.
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"Pan and Rocker. please make your way to the ring!" the announcer yelled into his mike. The crowd cheered, applauding the next fighters as they walked into the ring. Pan faced her oponent, ready to fight. The leather clad, moehawk styled boy took his stance, glaring at Pan.
"Just because you're a girl, doesn't mean I'll go easy!" he warned. Pan humphed.
"Begin!" the announcer screamed. Rocker charged straight for Pan, aiming a kick to her face. Pan meerily ducked, and sent a high powered kick to his chest. The kick felt like a car crashing into Rocker, not killing, but throwing him into the air, and out of the ring. Rocker blinked in disbelife as he lied on the ground.
Pan gave the cheering crowd a peace sign and walked out of the ring. Rocker looked at Pan as he was lifted onto the stretcher, and thunk how she had defeated him.
I was never defeated in my life. No one even layed a hand on me... how did she? he thought. He looked onward at the powerful girl and noticed how pretty she was. Wow... she's awsome. he thought blushing.
Pan laughed as she walked toward Hiro. "That was too easy!" she said, happily grinning. Hiro rolled his eyes at Pan.
"Of course it was. Beating a weakling is nothing to glought about." Pan glared at the saiyan boy.
"Like you're any better. Who's the person who kept making new records, by herling helpless men into the air?" Pan asked, her voice sounding like venom.
"That's compleatly differnt."
"How?"
"I was doing that for sport. You herld him into the air, because he called you weak because you're a girl."
"You are such an idiot." Pan mumbled.
After too short of a break, the last fight was to start. #18 pushed a few locks of blond hair out of her face as she took her place in the ring. Accross from her, Red stood looking like a strange ghost.
Somthing about that woman is so familier. Pan thought as she stared at the white dressed woman. Pan was in deep thought, and before she knew it the fight had begun.
18 flew to her enemy. But before she even got ten feet to Red, Red had seemingly dissapeared. 18 halted immeaditly, and looked around the ring. As she looked, a bright red light, and intense heat came from behind her. 18 turned, and jumped out of the way, as a powerful fireball flew past her. The fireball collided with the ground, and caused an intense explosion of fire. 18 looked round once more, and spotted her. 18 sped to Red, and threw a hard punch at her. Red dogded the attack effortlessly, and continued to block, and evade 18's punchs and kicks. 18 kicked at Red's legs, hoping to trip her. Red lifted her foot off the ground just in time, and then delivered a earth shattering punch at the cyborg.
18 flew at the ground, and was thrown in the air by Red. Red chased after her, and began to pummil her with blurred punchs and kicks. Before 18 could fall out of the air from exostion, Red cruelly grabbed her neck. Red pulled her hand behind her and ignited another fireball in her palm. Red slammed her forhead into 18's, and threw her into the ground below. She then raised her inflammed hand abouve her head, and the fireball began to grow larger. Soon, the fire was as large as a bus, and Red had to hold it with both hands. Once the fire had reached it's top size, Red threw it at the ring.
18 opened her eyes, and saw a 20' large ball of fire falling toward her. 18 quickly got up, and pushed the shocked announcer out of the ring. 18 tried to get out as well, but the fire was too close. 18 tried to block it with her forearms, trying to push it back. The violent ball of hell fire didn't let back, and exploded in front of 18, engulfing the intrie ring in blinding fire.
The grass around the ring and the ring itself was set a flame, and a cruel smile was carved into Reds face, as she watched it burn. Then a figure came out of the ring, and lied on the ground. 18 had lost the battle.
After the winner was announced, and 18 had been taken away on a stretcher with her family worringly behind, Pan was feeling like she was staring at a ghost. Red's powers and looks made her feel like she was watching a devil from her nightmares. Pan quickly turned away, not wanting to see anymore, and noticed everyone had the same look of fear planted on their faces, esspecially Hiro.
Red floaghted from the air and walked accross the hell that was the ring. Everyone stared at her like she was a demon, even the Firemen, who were trying to put out the fire. Red entered the large tent were the fighter sat. Red slowly walked past Pan, and then Hiro. Hiros face looked liuke he was about to have a panic attack, and when the fearfull woman past, Hiro looked like a storm was over.
Pan looked at the woman, who was standing in the dark corner once more, and took Hiros hand. She pulled him out of the tent and far away from Red.
"Pan...!" Hiro started quietly. Pan didn't anser, she kept focusing on getting Hiro away from Red. The walked past the now smoking ring, and into a calm garden. "Pan... what?" Hiro started again. Pan sat on a bench and gestured for Hiro to sit next to her. Hiro sat, and asked her what was wrong.
Pan wrapped both her arms around one of Hiros, and lied her head on his shoulder. Hiro blushed and stuttered, as he tried to ask what she was doing. "Hiro?" Pan started.
"Y-yeah?"
"Be quiet." she said simply. Hiro obeied, and let Pan rest on his shoulder. After a few minutes of silence, Pan let go and held Hiros hand with hers. "Hiro?"
"Yes?" he asked, still blushing.
"I don't think the tornament is going to continue untill they get a new ring... so when their busy fixing it, would you like to go somewhere with me?"
"Huh?" Hiro asked.
"You know! I mean... would you like to go on a date with me?" Pan asked, blushing deeply. Hiro blushed as well.
"Ah- sure!"
"Really?"
"Y-yeah! Why not, right?" Pan smiled happily, and pulled him off of the bench. Hiro was led by a happy Pan into the garden.
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