Vegeta vs. Son Gohan

[Vegeta]

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[atrb=style, width: 50px; vertical-align: top;][style=border: 5px solid transparent; opacity: 0.5] [/style]	[style=font-family: Tahoma; word-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; background-image: url(http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a52/RynxEnvy/Graphics%20and%20Site%20Stuff/black-background.jpg); color: d5d5d5; padding: 5px; height: 310px; overflow: auto;-webkit-border-radius: 10px 10px 10px 10px; -moz-border-radius: 5px; opacity: 0.7] This tournament was supposed to gather the best fighters on the planet, but Vegeta was not convinced that any of them would come close to having the power to begin the preparations that would cause him to even sweat. Whoever he was fighting would be of no real consequence to him as they would even come close to the power that he had. Vegeta was beginning to wonder why he had agreed to entering this tournament of the human’s, but then he remembered why. Nappa had entered as well, and the Prince of Saiyans was not going to let that imbecile call himself champion until he died. He of course knew who his first opponent would be, and Vegeta knew that it would be a repeat of the last fight between them. The Prince would be the victor and the half-breed would be a piece of crumpled bones in the center of the ring. “It is time for this wretched planet to realize how pathetic its warriors are when matched up against a real species,” he muttered as he stepped into the ring. Vegeta tapped his foot and began hoping that they made it of more sturdy material than what their houses were made of because things were going to get pretty heavy in this fight. [/style] words: 216; tagged: Son Gohan and the announcer
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[sonz]

Gohan stretched, squatting down and placing both hands on his kneecaps, leaning to the left and outstretching his right leg. After a couple seconds, the demi-saiyan leaned to the right and did the same with his left leg. All the fighters were going about their business and Gohan stretched one last time before shooting up onto his feet. I wonder who my opponent is, the adult thought as he walked toward the waiting area's exit. It was time for his battle and it was time for him to show the world what the Son of Goku was capable of.

The saiyan walked toward the stadium and he suddenly stopped, an expression of anger and repulsion on his scarred face. His opponent was the same one who beat him at the North Pole: that scum Vegeta. Gohan's blood began to boil, his saiyan excited at the prospect of a rematch. Maybe this time Gohan would come out on top? Earth's savior made his way onto the stadium and stood a couple feet away from the stairs, arms tightly at his side, an angry frown on his face. "You,"

Deciding to let his fists do the rest of the talking, Gohan dropped into his stance. His arms were bent at his sides, his legs spread apart: knee bent. It was time for round two with the Prince of all Saiyans.

[Genkishi]

The crowd was roaring, and he was smiling as always when it came to standing in the middle of the world tournament ring. "LADIES AND GENTLEMEN!!! our sixth match-up in the twenty-fourth tenkaichi budokai world tournament is about to begin! first we have son gohan, the son of the previous champion himself!!"

[/color] pausing he let the crowd cheer and boo for the teen. "and our second contestant, we have the unknown fighter with extreme spiky hair, vegeta!"[/color] grinning ear to ear he half clapped a bit before slipping his note card back into his suit's pants pocket, making his leave from the ring and taking his position behind the announcer's table, lifting a small hammer he'd smack it into the ring side bell. "BEGIN!"[/color]

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... He said, but the fight never really started. Contestant Vegeta never really made a move. "Ummm... Guys? You should start fighting now." He said quietly into his mic, probably in the calmest, awkward tone he would ever give in this tournament. Even after his statement, Vegeta never really made a move and the crowd began to boo at the two fighters, to which the announcer became a little stressed. "Ahh!! W-Well! I-It appears as contestant Vegeta isn't willing to make a move!! The tenkaichi budokai staff will have to take this move as a give-up! That means the fight is over in Gohan's favor!!" He declared, trying to dodge the empty cans thrown at the ring. "The fight is ov-Ouch!!" Before finishing his sentence he got hit by one of those trashed cans in the forehead, knocking him down. Such a riot wasn't seen in some time.
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