| Home Disclaimer Ultimate Death Tournament - The Fights - Post Tournament |
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| Gohan enters the arena somewhat confused. One moment he was fighting the androids, then the next he was in an all white room hearing instructions from a far off booming voice. And here he stands, waiting for a mutant turtle. He doesn't know why he will fight the | |||||||||||
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| turtle, but he will. Opposite of Gohan a large green human-looking thing is thrown into the arena. There are some words between the giant turtle and the thrower and then the door slams shut. "You just can't talk to some people. Hey dude, you must be Gohan, I'm Michealangelo." "You are the mutant turtle?" "You know it my man!" |
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| "Well I guess we should fight huh? I mean, that's why were here." "I think thats a load of crap man. We don't even know why or how we are here, just that we have to fight until we either win or die. I don't know about you dude, but I at least like a reason." "What about survival?" "Wha.." Before Mike can answer, Gohan goes Super Saiyan and stands ready. "Whoa, instant dye job." Mike grabs his nunchaku from his belt and gets into his fighting stance. Gohan then decides to see what he's up against and charges the turtle. Before he hits him, he disappears and then reappears to the left of Mike. Mike swings his nunchaku right towards Gohan's head but it passes through Gohan as if he were a hologram. Gohan then punches Mike from the right and watches him fall to the ground. Mike jumps up quickly and looks directly at Gohan. They lock eyes and stand ready. This time, Mike charges Gohan. Mike jumps, swinging his nunchaku. Before either can touch Gohan Mike hits the ground again. Frustrated, Mike picks himself up and throws down his nunchaku. "You say you fight for survival? Well maybe where you come from dude, but here, we ain't no threat to each other. We're just fightin' cause some big-head said we had to. I'm no match for you and you know it." "Yes, I know that now, but did you happen to see any of the other fights where they refused to fight?" "Yeah, I did, and this is the way I see it, either way I'm gonna die, but I get to choose how." With those words spoken Michealangelo sits down and closes his eyes. He lays his hands on his knees and begins to meditate. Before long the turtle is aware of nothing and everything at the same time. He knows the mysterious cloaked figure is coming for him, but at this point he doesn't care. Soon he will see his two departed brothers and not have to worry about this tournament.....or anything else. |
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