A Huge Mistake!! Satan vs. the Three Super Warriors!?

The Z Senshi stand and stare at the door. Goku, "I wonder what's next." He looks over at Gohan. "Gohan, it's your turn next." Gohan smiles. Kaioushin, "Goku-san, this isn't a game! These are the strongest villains that Babidi has gathered from across the universe. You've been able to win alone up to now. But now, we're all going to have to fight together!" Goku smiles. "Don't worry, Kaioushin-sama. Isn't that unfair?" Kaioushin gasps. "Unfair?" Goku, "Yeah. Vegeta and I got to fight by ourselves. I think Gohan should have that chance too." Gohan, "That's right! I can handle this." Kaioushin doesn't respond, but simply stares at him nervously.

Babidi stares at his crystal ball, then smiles up at Dabura. "Alright! Go, Dabura." Dabura chuckles. "I promise to kill them with my bare hands." He clenches a fist and walks away, in the opposite direction of the door. A slave standing next to the door yells at him. "Hey, where are you going, Dabura-sama? The entrance to the stage is over here." Babidi, "It's fine." Dabura's shadow falls over another door. Slave, "That's the meditation room." Dabura puts his hands palm to palm, but spaced apart and laying horizontally (it's rather difficult to explain, but looks something like: - with his left hand [the one on the viewer's right] being on top). He quickly pulls them to either side and the door opens. Slave, "I see! Dabura-sama is going to increase his power before battle." Dabura takes a step into the meditation room and disappears into darkness as the door shuts behind him. Babidi, "Don't open that door until Dabura comes out." Slave, "Yes sir!" Babidi, "It looks like he's getting serious about this now. He'll easily defeat those three if he gets serious." He giggles.

Gohan, "He's late. Where is he?" Goku walks over to him. "Don't worry. I'm sure he's preparing an incredibly strong warrior right now." Gohan looks back to the door and Goku to the ceiling. Goku, "I wonder what's going on at the Tenkaichi Budokai right now..." Gohan turns back to him. "I bet they're in a fix because all of us left." Vegeta, "Hmph. I'd rather you at the Tenkaichi Budokai than wasting my time here with these useless fighters." Gohan, "I was looking forward to fighting my father, too." Kaioushin simply watches in a mixture of awe, surprise, and to an extent, confusion, as they talk. Goku, "So was I." [Referring to Gohan...the subtitle sucks, but I can't think of a better way to put it, so...]. Gohan, "I hope Number 18 is doing well." Kaioushin, "These people love to fight. Saiya-jin love to fight."

The crowd is still quite upset at the Tenkaichi Budokai. Man, "What's going on!?" Another guy, "How long are you going to make us wait!?" Third man, "Start the fight!" The announcer looks around and turns back to the group of attendants huddled nearby. Gyuu Maou's shadow falls over the other Z Senshi/Z Senshi families in the stands. "How's it look? Are they going to start soon?" He sits down. Oolong, "Not yet. Goku and the others haven't come back." Chichi turns to Bulma. "I wonder where Goku-sa went..." Muten Roshi stares straight ahead with his arms crossed. "Hm. I think something's happening. Far away, a lot of powerful ki are gathering." Yamucha stares off into the sky in the direction everyone went.

"They haven't come back in almost an hour." Another attendant, "Isn't that a forfeit? But only five people are left." The first one rubs his chin. "Hm." A third one turns away from the group and says, "We have a problem." Mr. Satan watches from the building nearby, standing behind the partition. Mighty Mask runs in from outside. Trunks, "What is it?" Jewel looks over at him, but otherwise, no one really notices his arrival. Goten, "I'm glad we got here in time." Satan, "Hmph. The ones that left must have been scared." He looks back over his shoulder at Killa and the others. "That means that those who stayed must be very brave." And then he turns back to the ring. Killa, "Thank you, Mr. Satan." Trunks glares up at Killa. "How can he say that?" Suddenly, Satan says, "I know!"

Mr. Satan walks out to the group of attendants huddled nearby. Man, "It's Mr. Satan!" A few people yell things, and then the "SA-TA-N!" cheer begins. Satan stops halfway between the building and the attendants. He looks around, smiling, then, as Killa, Jewel, and Mighty Mask watch from the building, he throws his arm up and says, "Don't worry, people! As long as I'm here, there's no problem! You all came to see me demonstrate my strength, right?" He throws his fist into the air and the crowd roars. Man, "That's right, Mr. Satan!" Another guy, "You're right! Show us your splendid techniques!" Satan flashes a thumbs up and laughs. Trunks, "That old man is doing it again." Goten, "Why don't they figure him out?"

Satan walks over to the attendants. "So, what's going on? I've come up with a wonderful idea." Attendant, "Really, Mr. Satan? What is it?" Satan, "Let's fight in a Battle Royale." The four attendants say in unison, "Battle Royale?" Satan, "Yeah. The ones who ran off like cowards should be declared forfeit, and we remaining five should fight it out in a free-for-all. A tournament with just five people isn't very interesting; however, a battle royale would be very exciting. Exciting!" He winks. One attendant hits his open palm with his other fist. "Great idea!" Another one rubs his chin. "That's brilliant! Mr. Satan, you're a genius!" Satan chuckles. A third, "But..." Mr. Satan, "Hm?" He continues, "Mr. Satan, a battle royale would be..." Satan says angrily, "What? Are you saying there's something wrong with my idea?" The attendant watches him nervously. "No..." Satan turns away. "If that's the way you're going to be, I'll just go home." Attendant, "No! Don't do that! It's a wonderful idea." The other three nod in agreement. Satan, "Alright, it's decided." He turns to the announcer. "Announce my plan." Announcer, "Right."

"Everyone! Thank you for waiting so terribly long. But now, due to Mr. Satan's wonderful inspiration, the remaining contestants are going to decide the victor through a battle royale." The crowd cheers. "All five contestants will battle it out in the ring, and the last survivor will be declared the victor!" Man, "That's great! You're wonderful, Satan!" Woman, "That's the right thing to say!" An attendant walks up to Satan, who's standing with a confident grin, his eyes closed, and his arms crossed. "I'm deeply impressed by your bravery at suggesting that you fight in a battle royale, Mr. Satan." Satan turns to him. "Hm? Bravery?" Attendant, "That's right! Mr. Satan, in a battle royale, the other four contestants will start off by trying to gang up on you, the strongest fighter." The others nod in agreement and Satan laughs. "If I was afraid of little things like that, I couldn't call myself a true champion." Attendant, "That's why you're the greatest champion!" He looks back at the other three attendants behind him. "Isn't that right, everyone?" Satan, "What have I done...?"

Oolong, "Did they announce a battle royale?" Chichi looks worried. "Are they going to start before Goku-sa and Gohan-chan come back?" Roshi, "Hm. I guess they don't have a choice." Chichi turns to him angrily. "But then I can't get the prize money!" She sits back down sadly. "And I had such high hopes..."

"I will now introduce the five warriors who will be fighting in the battle royale! First, a man you all know, the champion, Contestant Mr. Satan!" Satan is ripped from his thoughts of being ganged up on. "Huh?" He looks up as the crowd cheers. "I have to look good!" He throws his arms around a little, then jumps onto the stage with his legs spread apart. Apparently, they're a little too spread apart as they both slip out from underneath him in opposite directions, and well, you can imagine the result. His eyes bulge as he falls over. He quickly regains control and hits the stage with both fists as he jumps up. He throws his arms into the air, screaming at the crowd. "Next is the only female warrior here this time, the girl with the strange name, Contestant Number 18!" Man, "Go for it, cutie!" She walks out onto the stage, ignoring the cat calls. Gyuu Maou, "Number 18! Do your best!" Marron, "Mommy, win!"

"Also, Contestant Mighty Mask, who was defeated in the first round of the last Tenkaichi Budokai." Trunks, "That's us! Let's make a cool entrance!" They run out and jump onto the stage, flipping and then almost falling over on the landing. Mighty Mask struggles to keep his balance as the list continues. "Next, Contestant Killa, who was defeated in the second round of the last competition!" Killa steps up onto the stage and shows off his muscles for the crowd. "And last, a man very popular with the girls and runner-up in the last tournament, Contestant Jewel!" As girls in the crowd scream, Jewel blows kisses. "Those are the participants in this battle royale." Satan smiles and looks around at his opponents. Jewel turns away from the crowd and smiles at Number 18, who doesn't appear to even notice him. Killa smashes his fists together and looks over at Mighty Mask. Trunks, "At last." Goten, "Let's win for everyone else, Trunks-kun." Trunks, "Yeah." Announcer, "Which of these five contestants will win the championship?"

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Killa walks up behind Mighty Mask and whispers in his ear, "Hey, let's cooperate together to push Mr. Satan out of the ring." He puts his hand on Mighty Mask's shoulder. Trunks, "Shut up. He's nothing." He takes a few steps away, then turns around. "The only dangerous one is Number 18-san." Killa, "What's with his voice!? He talks funny." Jewel walks up behind Number 18. "Bonjour, beautiful lady. A pretty girl like you shouldn't fight. How about dinner after we defeat Mr. Satan?" Number 18, "Get lost. You're an eyesore." Jewel is shocked. "Wha-wha-what did you say!?" Announcer, "Now then, let's start this untimed battle royale!" The crowd cheers. Killa adopts a fighting pose. Number 18 looks back out of the corner of her eye at the enraged Jewel. A group of five people wave signs that spell out "SATAN" (one letter per sign, obviously). The "SA-TA-N!" cheer goes up. Satan looks around at everyone. "If you're going to attack me, hurry up! I'll take you all on!" He, too, adopts a fighting stance.

Jewel glares furiously at Number 18. "How dare she turn me down like that!?" Killa watches Mighty Mask angrily. "Damn that Mighty Mask! When did he get so brazen?" Announcer, "Start the fight!!" The crowd roars. With a scream, Jewel launches himself at Number 18. Hearing Jewel, Mr. Satan spins around, alarmed. Killa does the same to Mighty Mask. As Jewel flies forward, he holds out his hand to attack, but Number 18 simply sticks her foot out and kicks him square in the gut. As Killa reaches Mighty Mask, Trunks simply reaches out and punches him in the face. Jewel and Killa go flying off opposite ends of the stage. Satan looks back and forth in shock. Killa lies on his back on the ground, his eyes bulging, completely dazed. Jewel is in a similar state, and he's missing some teeth. Even though Number 18 clearly kicked him in the stomach, he has the foot mark on his face. Satan looks back and forth from Number 18 to Mighty Mask. Announcer, "This is incredible! The instant the fight started, Contestant Jewel and Contestant Killa were knocked out of the ring!" One man grins. "How can a girl that cute be so strong!?" Old man, "Mighty Mask is doing pretty well." Marron cheers. "Mommy, you're so cool!" Gyuu Maou, "Do your best, Number 18! Keep it up!"

Number 18 looks over at her supporters, then turns away with a smile. Satan, "Lucky!" He grins. "I don't know what happened, but now I don't have to worry about two of my opponents! Only those two weaklings are left!" He looks from Mighty Mask to Number 18. "I'm going to win!" He laughs and looks back to Mighty Mask. Number 18, "There's something different about that goofy looking guy. He's got an unbelievably strong punch for having such short arms." Trunks, "Be careful, Goten. Kuririn-san's wife used to be stronger than our papas." Goten nods. "Got it."

Mr. Satan throws punches at the air. "Come get me! I'll take you both on!" Trunks, "We can ignore him." Goten, "Yeah." Number 18 looks over at Satan out of the corner of her eye, then turns back to Mighty Mask. Satan notices that they're both ignoring him and suddenly stops. "Huh?" He looks back and forth from one to the other. Announcer, "There are only three warriors left! Contestant Mighty Mask... Contestant Number 18... And the world champion, Contestant Mr. Satan. Of these three warriors, who will receive the title of victor?" Satan chuckles. "There's no way I can lose now! The only thing left to do is to look good when I win! First, I'll take out that masked jerk with a needlessly flashy technique." Mr. Satan flies into Mighty Mask and hits him in the face with his right elbow, then kicks him in the face. Finally, he stands on top of the downed Mighty Mask, who lies face down on the stage with a look of pain. He laughs to himself as the crowd chants "SA-TA-N!" He continues his planning. "And after the girl freaks out because of my strength, I'll gently push her out of the ring." Satan kicks Number 18 in the stomach, then in the face. He stands on the stage grinning, his hands on his hips as she lies on the ground next to the stage, her legs propped up in the air against the side of the platform. He laughs. "Then the girl and the crowd will be completely mine!"

Suddenly, Satan becomes aware of the crowd chanting his name and throws his arm up in the air, forming a V with the first two fingers of his right hand. "Mr. Satan is already announcing his victory!" Satan, "It's mine. This competition is all mine!" Trunks, "What an idiot." Goten, "Ignore him." Satan points at Mighty Mask. "Alright! First, I'll beat you, you masked jerk!" He wags his finger at Mighty Mask. "Too bad, but the world of battle is hard." He puts his hands on his hips, laughing. Mighty Mask turns away from him. Trunks, "Let's fight Number 18-san! Okay, let's go, Goten!" Satan rushes forward, rolling and flipping on the way there, to attack Mighty Mask. Meanwhile, Mighty Mask charges toward Number 18. Satan punches, but misses. He looks over to see Number 18 and Mighty Mask fighting. Number 18 is on the offensive as Mighty Mask struggles to block or dodge each punch and kick. Trunks, "She's strong!" Satan's mouth drops open. After a few more seconds of defense, Mighty Mask goes on the offensive and drives Number 18 toward the edge of the stage. Satan watches in shock and awe.

Man, "They're good!" Woman, "Wow!" Chichi, "If Goku-sa's not going to fight, let's root for Number 18! Go for it, Number 18!" Oolong smiles and throws his fist up and down, cheering. Marron, "Get him, Mommy!" Mighty Mask's offensive abruptly ends when he narrowly dodges a sudden kick. Muten Roshi scrutinizes the battle. "Could it be...?" Suddenly, Number 18's on the offensive again. Trunks, "To the right!" Goten, "That's easy for you to say!" Trunks dodges a punch and throws one of his own. Number 18 dodges and kicks, and Trunks barely manages to avoid it. He once again goes on the defensive. Goten, "We're losing!" Mighty Mask takes off into the air and Number 18 follows, which doesn't do much to help Satan pick his jaw up off the floor. Announcer, "They're flying! They're both flying!" The battle recommences in the air, and Mighty Mask seems to be doing a bit better now.

Kuririn and Piccolo remain on their mountain. Inside Babidi's spaceship, Dabura sits in a meditation room, gathering ki. Waves of light wash through the room, but they disappear when the 'camera' zooms in a little closer on Dabura. A white ball of light with electricity running through it appears and disappears around him. He hovers with his eyes shut, his legs and arms crossed. He glows a light blue. Goku puts his hands on his hips. "What's going on?" Vegeta, "Let's break through." Kaioushin, "You can't do that!" He grabs Vegeta's arm. Vegeta, "I can't wait forever!" Kaioushin, "Don't break it!" Vegeta tears his arm away from Kaioushin. Babidi watches via his crystal ball, giggling. Kaioushin continues, "There's too much danger that you would release Majin Buu!" Babidi, "They're getting jittery. Isn't Dabura ready yet?" The slave looks back at the door behind him. "No, he's still in the meditation room." Babidi, "That's okay. Raise your ki even higher, Dabura!" He laughs. Inside, Dabura continues his meditating; the white ball of light appears, disappears, and then reappears at random. Dabura opens his eyes and grins. The Z Senshi stare at the door impatiently. Gohan taps his arm.

The fight between Number 18 and Mighty Mask continues in the sky over the Tenkaichi Budokai as Mr. Satan watches in awe, his mouth hanging open.