Subject: [ffml][ff][draft]Anime Death Tourney Side Story
From: Thor Odinson
Date: 9/1/1999, 1:22 PM
To: ffml@fanfic.com

Goku, Gohan, and The Dragon are sick.  Vegita's washing the Dragon's
rear.  Bulma's pissed.
Would you like to know more?


Anime Death Tournament Side Story:
Between the Battles.

By Thor Odinson,
Survivor of the 3rd Round

The characters used within are not mine.  Don't sue.  Thank you.

DRAFT WARNING:  This is not a final edition until Akun says so, so
there :P.

	As the Thunder God and the Goddesses Three left the conference room,
another meeting was taking place at the far side of the arena.  A
villain and three other villainesses were meeting to discuss of plans
and actions yet to come.  In the room, the man at the head of the table
was wearing an ornate green bodysuit, and atop his head was a skull cap
with horns that curled backward.  He is twirling a small scroll that
appears to have burn marks between his fingers.  To his left is a young
platinum blond woman in jeans, T-shirt, a studded leather jacket,
demonic markings on her head, and an aura of arrogance since she has
both of her feet on the table.  Standing to his right is a middle-aged
woman wearing very dark rainments and a very large headdress that
covers most of her head with the exception of her lips and chin.  As
she sits down, we notice a large potted plant that is beside her wither
and die.  Sitting opposite of the man is another woman with spiky light
brown hair, deep blue eyes, formal robes, and an aura of power about
her.   It is SHE that speaks, and it is to the platinum blond.

"Well, Demon, I do thank you for the new technique you have given to
each of us."

"Oh, nothing that a little seduction couldn't take care of. 
Shapeshifting into Bulma was easy, and poor Vegita practically told me
everything.  The only way we can be found now is by line of sight." 
The demoness turns to the man and says, "I hope you're not changing
your mind about our deal, Mr. Laufeyson."

"Far from it," he replied.  "However, random elements have been
introduced that may interfere with our plans."

"What random elements?  You told us that your plan was without flaw,"
spat the masked woman.

"That was then, daughter.  This is now.  Somehow, the All-father has
sent some artifacts that MAY bring down the gray barrier before we are
ready.  We must find them before my dearest brother and his precious
brat pack do."

"Bring the barrier down?  With your magicks supported with MY POWER? 
Impossible," hissed the spiky haired one.

"Don't get cocky, My Lady," replied Mr. Laufeyson.  "Daddy dearest has
both discovered and created many powerful toys over the years.  We
would be fools to take this lightly.  And besides, it is not MY fault
that I received only PART of a scroll to work with!"  With those words
spoken, Mr. Laufeyson gets up and leaves the conference room, mumbling
various curses about perverted martial artists and their explosive
devices.  Once he leaves, the other women look at each other, nod, and
they all walk out of the room separately.

	Meanwhile, in a communication truck near the stadium, a mortal sleeps
due to extreme boredom.  As he sleeps, he mutters one word.
"Belldandy."
But he is startled awake as his videophone rings.  Not expecting a
call, he looks at the phone as it continues to ring.  He then answers
it.  "ADT Communications, this is Keiichi.  May I help you?"  Keiichi
then looks up and is startled yet again to see a bearded man with a
horned helm standing on a rainbow.  "Bring forth the Goddesses and the
Thunder God, and quickly!" 

"Who are you?"

"I am Heimdal, Guardian of the Bridge.  Hurry!  Find them so that I may
speak to them!"

"But I don't know where..."

"They're in the primary food court.  It's my job to notice things, even
at the greatest of distances.  Now, hurry!"

	"'As his hand ran down her smooth and silky thighs, her skin tingled
in anticipation, and...'"
"Urd, please put down the sex novel," said the Thunder God.  Urd sighed
and put the small book in her purse.  It was then that a young noise
came screeching through the vicinity.
"ICECREAMICECREAMICECREAMICECREAMICECREAMYAYYY," piped the youngest
goddess [with a large waffle cone in hand] as she approached the table
where Thor [eating 100 Triple Cheeseburgers and a 50 gallon drum of
Gatorade], Urd [sipping on some sake], and Belldandy [holding a cup of
hot tea] were at.  

"I'm bored," moaned Urd.  "No fights, no hunks, and, to top it all off,
cheap sake."  

"Don't worry, something will come up," chimed Belldandy.  Some minutes
later, as Skuld was finishing her cone and Thor was halfway done with
his meal, Keiichi came screeching near their table on his scooter with
a laptop in hand.  He quickly gets off his scooter, dashes to the
table, places the laptop on the table, activates it, and huffs,
"Someone...huff...wants...huff...to speak...huff...to you."

"Keiichi, what are you...oh, hey, Uncle Heimdal," groaned Urd.  The
screen shows a blurry image of the Guardian of the Bridge.

"Salutations, my nieces.  Salutations, Thunder God.  I must be brief,
for one, the barrier is interfering with the communication, and two, I
haven't gotten time off to pay my phone bill," said Heimdal.

"Speak your thoughts, Heimdal," Thor said.

"Milord, the All-father has sent down some equipment to use against the
barrier...as well as the names of your foes."

"What do you mean?  I need no help in the tournament."

"No, milord.  Your foemen are Mara..."

"Mara?" said Urd.  "I want a piece of her!"

"Also, the Goddess of the Dead..."

"Hela," Thor whispered.  "Which means that her father..."

"Yes, m'lord, her father Loki, master of mischief and evil, which means
that without a doubt, HE is behind this!"

"Was there <lick> anything else <lick>, Uncle Heimdal?" asked the
cone-consuming Skuld.

"Yes, little one.  The Lady Tokimi."  It was then that the connection
ceased.

It was then that the Lady Tokimi sneezed.  She looked around quickly,
seeing only the fellow mall patrons as well as Hela.   
"What's wrong?" asked Hela.  
"Nothing...nothing at all, Hela."

"Lady Tokimi, eh?" said Little Washu.
"Indeed," said Thor.  "Who is she, and why is she here?"
"Those are a good set of questions, Goldielocks.  And if  I had all the
answers, I'd be bored to death, ya know."
"Washu..."
"I tell you what, Sparky.  Tell me about the others, and, if its good,
I'll fess up.  How's that?
"So be it."
   
In another part of the complex, a very upset woman was screaming at the
top of her lungs.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Her name is Chi-chi.  She is the wife of Goku and the mother of Gohan. 
But neither matter to her, even though both husband and child are
afflicted with the cold.  
"ACHOO!" sneezed Goku and Gohan.
They were worried.
Very worried.
And justifiably so.
"DAMMIT!  I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS!" roared Chi-chi.
"Honey, please calm down," replied Goku between sniffles.
"BE CALM?  BE CALM?  HOW CAN I BE CALM?  WE'VE BEEN PAST FIVE RESTROOMS
THAT ARE ALL CLOSED, AND THE NEAREST ONE IS ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THAT
BARRIER, AND I HAVE TO GO!!!"
"Mom, take..ahh...achoo!...take it easy.  If we can find that last
Dragonball..." 
As a matter of fact, there was one more Dragonball in the vicinity.  
Vegita is holding it.
But you will have to pardon his manners.  He's running for his life at
the moment.
And for good reason, too.  Someone's really pissed at him now.
Not that Vegita meant to.  Loki did.
For it was Loki, disguised as a simple security guard, who showed the
real Bulma the videotape of Vegita doing "this and that" with Mara (who
was disguised as Bulma).
So you could understand how the real Bulma feels as she hunts down
Vegita in her newest invention, the CAB (Capsule Armored Battlesuit).
"VEGITAAA!!!!  COME BACK HERE AND DIE LIKE A MAN!!!" roared Bulma.
Fortunately, Vegita was much faster than Bulma.  
Unfortunately, it would be his speed that would be his demise.
Especially when you don't realize that you are speeding right into a
solid, unmoving force.
*WHAM!*  Thud.
After Vegita fell, the last Dragonball rolled out of his hands and
toward the feet of Gohan.  He picks up the last of the seven, looks to
his mother, and says, "Here ya go...ACHOO...Mom."
"DON'T JUST STAND THERE, GOHAN!  SET THEM UP SO I CAN MAKE THE WISH!!!"
Gohan then proceeds to set up the Dragonballs (and sneezes on them).
Then, Chi-chi makes her request.
"DRAGON!  TAKE THIS BARRIER DOWN NOW!!!"
A very large dragon appears above the facility and the barrier.  Since
the great wyrm was summoned while the dragonballs were infected, the
dragon himself has a cold.  He sneezes on the barrier, dissolving it
completely.  
With the barrier gone, there was nothing to stop Bulma...from stopping.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAA," screamed Bulma as she flew by.

"Let me get this straight.  Loki and Hela want you dead."
"Yes," replied the Thunder God.
"And this demon called Mara wants the three of you dead, right?"
The Goddesses Three nod in agreement.
"Okay, then.  I'll fess up."
Thor and the Goddesses Three lean in closer.
"Lady Tokimi is...someone I know NOTHING about!"
Thor and the Goddesses Three suffer facefaultitis.

Meanwhile, in another part of the facility, a god and a demon were
chuckling.
"That was wicked, Mr. Laufeyson," said Mara between giggles.
"Please, Mara.  Call me Loki.  And yes, I enjoyed watching the real
Bulma's face change into all sorts of colorful rage."
"Of course, Loki.  But what will you do now?  The barrier has gone
down."			
"True.  However, I've had a contigency plan ready, since Hela will be
demanding me for a powerful soul for the loss of so many souls.  It
will have to be someone other than Thor.  I want Thor dead and his soul
destroyed!"
"Then who?"
"Oh, I could offer Urd, Skuld, and Belldandy..."
"Like HELL!  They're mine!" replied Mara in near rage.
"Or, I could offer your soul..."
"What?  Just a second, Loki.  I've been good...sort of..."
"Relax.  You're fun to have around.  I was thinking of Tokimi."
"T..T..Tokimi?  No way!  She'll eat us up for breakfast!"
"Not if we use an artifact.  We will have her as OUR meal when we are
done.  Have a look at this."
Loki, with the use of his sorcery, pulls from a pocket dimension some
envelopes.  Upon opening the envelopes, a series of pictures are
presented.  The first three sets are of Japanese teenagers, two male
and one female.  The final set of photos show what appears to be a 7'
dark metallic gray robot with a barrel-sized chest and lined with
ridges.  
"Loki, what's that?" says Mara as she points to the last set of photos.
"Oh, that's just The Destroyer.  Supposed to be bad for you."
Mara looks at Loki with a quizzical look.  "The what?"
"The Destroyer," Loki replied.  "About a millenia ago, the All-father,
along with Zeus and some other gods had encountered The Celestials, a
group of space gods that roam the cosmos judging planets.  Naturally,
Earth's gods tried to put up a fight, but were nearly destroyed.  So,
the Earth gods promised to leave the Celestials alone for 1000 years. 
During that span, All-father had that thing built, and, upon its
completion, went to EVERY god and goddess and added a portion of his or
her power to this construct.  Once the truce period was over, The
All-father activated it and assaulted the region where some of the
Celestials were staying.  It put up a good fight, but it didn't expect
to fight outnumbered 10 to 1."
"So what happened?"
"Before the combined might of the Celestials could finish the fight,
the Elder Goddess Gaia intervened, offered the Celestials some mortal
volunteers, and the Celestials left."
"Okay...so, who are these mortals?"  Mara points at the other photos.
"The first boy is Ranma Saotome.  The girl is his fiance, Akane Tendo. 
The other boy is Ryoga Hibiki, our guinea pig."
"Guinea pig?"
"Yes.  Listen closely.  Shapeshift into this Akane girl and do exactly
what I tell you to do."

Later, in yet another part of the complex, a martial artist was
frustrated and lost.
"DAMMIT!  WHERE THE HELL AM I NOW???" screamed Ryoga.
The Eternal Lost Boy, with his usual rainments and gear, took in his
surroundings.
"I just KNOW that the men's locker room is around here somewhere,"
mused the bandana-clad martial artist.
It was then he heard a familiar voice ring through the halls of the
facility.
"RYOGA!"
The Lost One's eyes widened.
"That sounds like Akane!"
He turns around and, yes, he sees Akane in a trenchcoat.  
<Why is she in a trenchcoat?> wonders Ryoga.  
He waves to her and says, "Akane!  Over here!"
The girl runs over to Ryoga, holding her trenchcoat tightly.  
"Ryoga...I've found you at last!"
"Uh, Akane, what's with the trenchcoat?"
"Oh, nothing.  I was getting rid of it anyway...stud!"
Ryoga watches as she whips off the trenchcoat, reveailing Akane in all
her womanly glory.
"TAKE ME, RYOGA, AND MAKE ME A WOMAN!!!"
Unfortunately, Ryoga is unable to meet the woman's request.  One, he's
seen Akane, so his brain is already beginning to go offline.  Two, he
is seeing Akane NAKED, so his nose is bursting blood to supply a Red
Cross shop for a year.  Lastly, the concept of doing "this and that"
with Akane in PUBLIC was too much to take.
That's why we now see an unconscious Ryoga in a puddle of blood.
The naked Akane looks at her handiwork, shimmers, and we now see the
demon Mara.
"Tsk, tsk.  What a wimp."  Mara picks up Ryoga with her magic and then
places a call to Loki on her cellular.
"What is it?" said the Lord of Mischief.
"Got the pig boy.  Got the girl?"
"Yes, suprisingly enough.  She actually told me she was overdue for a
kidnapping anyway.  Now, let us go and put my new plan into motion!"

to be continued (?)




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Thor Odinson
Grand Paladin and Patriarch of
The Church of Ukyou, located at:
http://clubs.yahoo.com/clubs/thechurchofukyou
Participant of The Tournament of Tournaments,
C-chan and ?????'s Anime Death Tournament
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