One-Shots

Towa (Dragon Ball) X Reader

Disclaimer: I do not Dragon Ball, Z, GT, or Super. If I did, I would probably explore the demons and demon realm a bit more.  

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(Y/N)'s POV

Falling to a knee, I desperately gasp for air as blood and sweat slowly make their way down my forehead. With my not swollen eye, I scan the battlefield before me taking in all of the damage. Dust and smoke fall out of the various sized holes in the ground. Broken trees and bodies litter the earth, as some groans hit my ears. I think there is a guy impaled on a tree branch off to the side, but since that's my swollen eye's side I can't really see him. Seems like they're in a bit of pain. Good, serves them right for playing dirty. Then I glared up at the leader of my attackers and her bodyguard. Both of them are odd sights, what with their blue skin and their pure white hair. The leader, at least I assume the woman is the leader given she's ordered others to do the work as she stayed back and floated in the air like one would sit in a couch, watches me as if I was some sort of entertainment to her. The guy standing next to her is even weirder, with how strong he was at the beginning and him somehow getting more power when he ditched the dress and the white pads that I assume is armor. The hell is with that, you get stronger the more you strip? If that's not bullshit than I don't know what it. The blue skinned, muscle headed ass is currently looking down on my like some smug king would a peasant.

"You know, asshole, you can't really look down on a guy for him losing to you when you opened up the fight with thirty other guys weakening him first." The albino man scoffs at my blunt words. Around this time, a couple of the lady's mooks let out groans of pain. A smirk grows on my face as the words keep coming out, "I mean, it was a dirty move of you to attack me while I was asleep, but to then be proud that you needed help to beat the guy you ambushed? Pathetic." Apparently, the last part struck a nerve with him because the next thing I know, his fist is being bruised by my face. Instead of just letting me fly back from the punch, the brute rushes me and roughly grabs my face before slamming me down on the ground. The hit creates a huge crater in the ground while making a mini earthquake. Saying this guy hits like a truck would be an understatement, not that he'll ever hear that from me. In spite of the pain, I raise my arm as fast as I can. Luckily, I'm fast enough to get him before he can move away from me. With all that I can muster, I fire a beam of energy from my hand and send him flying. Alright two minutes to breath, so I can't waste this. Getting up from the ground I charge up some energy. The fight with the other guys took a bit out of me, so this is definitely needed. The muscle head gets up and seems to grunt a little in pain before he glares daggers at me. Alright, thirty seconds left before he gets back into the fray. Need to think of something and fast. Hmm maybe if I-

"I will destroy you!" Shouts the blue guy before he charges at me. As he gets close enough to me, I put a great portion of my energy into my fist.

"You will try." Once his fist makes contact with my face again, I slam up into his stomach, and use my ki to create an explosion. I'm sent flying back from his hit and the blue guy goes flying into the air. I use the momentum from the punch to spin myself in the air before I get to my feet and jump off the ground. Once back at the spot where we collided, I leap into the air and give him another explosive punch to the gut, sending him flying up and me hurtling back to the ground. My back hits the hard ground, making the creator and cracks bigger while knocking the wind out of me. Damn, I can't keep pulling sacrificial plays like this! I need to finish this, now! As I gasp for breath, I can see the blue guy recover and look down at me with his face twisted in rage, though it looks as if the guy has a hole where his stomach should be. Okay maybe this is... He's still alive?! What the hell is this thing!? The thing then twists in the air and starts flying towards me, head first. Damn it. Think, (Y/N), think! Right when he gets close enough, I roll to the side, grunting as I do. By the skin of my teeth, I am able to avoid the blue thing's attack. Despite his rage, my opponent is able to slow himself enough to not crash into the ground, though his landing does shake it a little bit. Before he can turn to me, I leap onto him and tackle him to the ground. Once down, my fists bring an onslaught down on his head slamming it back into the ground repeatedly with each punch. Every now and again he gets a punch in on my stomach, but I get more hits in than my opponent. Just as I reach my right hand up for another hit, something wraps around my wrist and stops me. Looking back, it's the same scantily clad woman from before. Now she decides to get involved? She then slowly walks to my side as she looks down at her meathead goon. The way she looks at him, it's as if she is examining him, scanning over ever part of the things body, taking in every injury I have given it. Jezz this lady is weird.