DBAW: Tournament 14 Final Round Yori vs. Gojie

Standing at the side of the arena, Yori patiently waits for his next opponent.  Eyes on the crowd, he smirks a bit until he hears the voice of a young woman approaching.  “Sorry!  I had to feed the baby!!”  Blinking, Yori spots the girl quickly approach.

Dragon Ball Altered Worlds:
Yori
Budokai Tournament 14
Final Round
A DragonBall© Fanfiction by:
Nicholas L. Robley



The announcer leaps up onto the stone arena.  “Ladies and Gentlemen!  Who knew these combatants had it in them!?”  The crowd cheers.  “Who knew that a human of such strength would have joined the tournament!?  Shall we proceed!?”  Soon, Yori steps onto the arena, his eyes looking to the overzealous announcer.  “Our first returning fighter!  Standing at 172 centimeters and weighing in at 68 kilograms…”  He gives a suspenseful pause.  “Yoriiiiiiii!”  The crowd cheers, Yori giving a light bow to the crowds.  “Our next fighter…..returning to fight in the third and final round.  Standing at 163 centimeters…..weighing in at…61 kilograms…the talented Gojie!!!”  The female smiles widely, throwing a hand into the air as the crowd cheers once more.  Slowly, the human male approaches the center of the ring, meeting with the female Saiya-jin.  She quickly held out her hand as she smiled.
“Let the best fighter win, Yori!”  With a gleeful appearance, this young woman had on a bright orange dogi with blue sash tied around her belt line.  With the top slightly open, it revealed the black undershirt she wore underneath.  The wristbands were black as well, along with the tights over her legs.  The boots, on the other hand….were quite familiar to him.  They were blue with yellow trim.  The ties that kept them tight were orange.  Around her neck hung a red heart pendant.
Yori gave a smirk as he recognizes the boots.  “Hm….weighted…much like Son Goku’s.”  His eyes drift to the girl’s face.  Staring into them, he seemed to give a warm smile.  “…and you are Goku’s daughter in this world.”
Gojie blinked for a moment.  “H-how did you know that?”
The male blows some of his long hair from his eyes.  “You have his eyes…at least from the photos I have seen of him.  He is long since dead….but, his descendants…as well as Prince Vegeta’s…live on.”  He gives a light smirk before stepping back.  The announcer throws his fist into the air.
“FIGHT!!”
Yori wanted to end this quickly.  Right off the bat, he charges the woman, Gojie’s eyes widening.  Yori quickly throws a punch, Gojie leaning back, his fist just missing her before she suddenly slams her fist into the side of his face.  Yori falters, and then rebounds with a spinning kick, Gojie blocking with her forearm.  She quickly retaliates with a flurry of punches, Yori blocking each one with his hands, each hit a sound of cracking thunder.  Finally, he clutches both of her hands, shoves her back.  He rushes her, hopping up with a knee to her face.  Gojie cries out before clutching her nose, blood running from underneath her hands.  She suddenly clenches her teeth.  “YOU’RE MAKING ME MAD!  HYEAH!”  With a burst of ki from her body, her hair turns golden blond, flaring about like flames as her eyes turn emerald green.  The Saiya-jin woman runs forward, suddenly drawing her hands back-to-back above her head, bright yellow ki forming in front of them.  “MASENKO!!”  She quickly releases towards Yori, the male quickly clutching the brunt in his hands, screaming as his arms tremble.
“HYEAH!  KAIO-KEN TIMES THIRTY!!”  With the summoning of the hidden strength, his muscles bulk up again.  Shoving the blast towards the sky, he launches forward to deliver another blow, Gojie countering by back fisting him across the face, causing him to spin around.  Once his back is to her, she swiftly blasts him in the back with a ki attack, Yori crying out before hitting the ground.  He pushes himself off the ground, turning towards her.  “DESTRUCTO DISK!!”  The human rapidly throws multiple blue disks, each one zooming towards their target.  The woman’s eyes light up , quickly slapping them all aside like nothing.  Once he stops, she starts to laugh, triumphantly placing her hands on her waist.
“Ha!  Is that all you have!?”  Yori smirks as he holds his right hand up.  She blinks shortly before looking above her, all the disks frozen in place.  He closes his fingers, all of them combining to form a single large one.  She gulps until he holds out his index finger.  With a flick of the wrist, it quickly shoots down towards her, Gojie crying out in fright before blocking it with her forearm, the blade slicing into her armband before ricocheting.  Yori flicks his wrist again, it zooming towards her once more.  She deflects it again.  Yori then starts to make more motions with his finger, the disk coming at her again and again, each time being deflected until it finally strikes her in the back, leaving a gash as the crowd gasps.  She yelps in pain, panting soon afterwards.  Her now very angry eyes meet with Yori’s, gritting her teeth as she begins to power up, clenching her fists tight.  Yori narrows his eyes, planting his feet as he does the same, raising his power to match the girl’s.  She suddenly bursts forth as a Super Saiya-jin 2, flying right at Yori.  Yori screams as he meets her in the center of the ring, their fists slamming into each other’s cheeks, the force causing a shockwave to shake the arena, the same shockwave forming a crater below their feet, both now floating.  They both falter back, but Gojie recovers much quicker than Yori does.  She powers up a ki charged punch, slamming it into his stomach with a hard uppercut, his eyes going wide as blood spurts from his mouth, his ribs cracking loudly.  While in the air, she performs a forward flip, slamming her heel down onto his spine and knocking him into the ground.  He groans as he struggles to stand.  Gojie frowns a bit.  “You shouldn’t make me mad like that!”
Yori slowly sits up, wincing before he chuckles weakly.  “C’mon…I have felt worse….heh…”
Gojie blinks, scratching the back of her head.  “Not giving up, huh?”
Yori laughs.  “I’ll give up when this Cyborg heart of mine finally burns itself out.”
Gojie sighed.  “Alright….well…get up…I don’t want to fight you like that.”  Yori gave a light smile before nodding, doing as he was told before wiping the blood from his mouth with his forearm.  Both of them ready their stances.  Gojie smirks.  “Ready?”
Yori smirks as well.  “Whenever you are.”
Both of them suddenly appear right in front of each other, trading blows.  Jumping back, they start to throw multiple ki blasts at one another, exploding when they collide with each other, a cloud as smoke forming between the fighters.  They, themselves, become engulfed with the smoldering cloud.  Suddenly there is a loud cry of pain, Yori swiftly flying from the plume and hitting the stone floor, rolling to a stop.  He continues to cry out, burn marks around his eyes, blood running from underneath his eyelids.  The smoke clears, Gojie’s eyes broaden from what she has done.  “YORI!  ARE YOU OKAY!?”
Yori tries to open his eyes, his eyes now clouded over, crying out in throbbing twinge.  He remains on the ground, the announcer soon stepping up onto the stage.  “YORI IS DOWN!!!  HE HAS TEN SECONDS TO GET BACK UP OR ELSE HE LOSES BY KNOCKOUT!!  ONE!”  The crowd stand up, yelling for Yori to get up.  It has been a long time since he has felt pain like this.  It was unbearable, like someone sticking a lit match into his pupils.  It was deafening.  All he could see was darkness, blind to the world around him.  “TWO!”  Soon, Gojie joined with the chanting.  “THREE!!  FOUR!!”  Fasha’s reincarnation tightens his fists.  “FIVE!!  SIX!!!  SEVEN!!”
Just then, a single voice rings through his ears.  A familiar, deep voice calling for him.  “GET UP!  YORI!!  GET YOUR ASS UP!!”  He lifts his brows.
“L-Leek?”  Yori winces before standing up, taking a deep breath, the announcer ending his count.  Yori turned to face Gojie, the woman smiling as she crossed her arms.
“So…can the blind one fight?”
Yori gave a nod, getting ready again.  “KAIO-KEN TIMES FORTY!”  He powers up once more, the announcer backing away.  Gojie smirks again until they both appear high above, charging each other.  Yori, using his other senses, was able to anticipate and defend each attack, ducking and weaving between the blows.  He caught her by the ankle, driving his elbow into her thigh, causing her to cry out.  She quickly backs away, Yori sensing her ki spiking.  He lowers his brows, placing both his hands together as he brings them back, Gojie doing the same.  Both of them, at the same time, start to chant.
“KAAAAAAMEEEEEE….”  The blue energy starts to gather within their palms, their arms trembling.  “….HAAAAAAMEEEEE…….”  Both of them thrusts their hands forward.  “HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”  With the Turtle Destruction Waves streaking towards one another, they collide, both of them caught in a struggle as their bodies tremble.  Yori grits his teeth, Gojie screams at the top of her lungs as she puts all she has into it.  In a bright flash, the attack explodes, engulfing them both.
Now……with the fighters at equal strength…who will win!?  You decide!!