Doce's breath caught in her throat (she wasn't much of a screamer) as she touched down from her leap. An ax far bigger than her torso had swung at her upon landing, and she hadn't the skill or experience to dodge it. She raised up her arm to block, and luckily the suit protected her, but she frowned at how much of the suit's stamina that might have used up. The total stamina of a Gantz suit was based on the physical capacity of the wearer, so she already started out with less than Izumi.<br/><br/>Suddenly curious how Izumi was doing, she searched ahead with her eyes, and laughed in horror and disbelief.<br/><br/>*Approximately ten seconds ago*<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">"Later losers!"</span>Vegeta shouted, cackling as he rushed by overhead.<br/><br/>He seemed to be having no problem with the flaming robots attempting to assail him, and simply smashed them to pieces as he mowed them down. It wasn't long before he overtook Izumi, who had been first up 'til that point. The prideful Gantz warrior raised his gun at the god-like alien and fired. There was no Ki to sense, and the blast caught the Saiyen while he was feeling cocky. It peeled through his armor and left a painful burn on his back. The Saiyen elite stopped mid-flight and turned to see who dared pick a fight with him.<br/><br/>"Hey, emo loser," he called, eyes full of rage. "Was that you?"<br/><br/>Without answering, Izumi fired another three shots, which the alien dodged effortlessly.<br/><br/>"Alright, you want a fight with me?! Well, you're out of luck, because I happen to be one of the strongest fighters in the univ--" His prideful shouting was interrupted by a fourth blast to the face. The smoke drifted off, and Vegeta smirked, wiping blood from his lip. "You realize now I'm going to kill you. Any regrets?" Before the Gantz warrior could fire another shot, Vegeta swooped down and kicked his legs out from under him. "Too late, boy."<br/><br/>*present time*<br/><br/>Izumi had gotten himself into a fight with Vegeta, leaving first place open for JD to take. Poor Izumi. Sure, Gantz warriors were created for the purpose of fighting hostile alien life, but a Vegeta was a little out of his league. Doce trotted casually past the rest of the swinging blades until she made it to the shark pit, next to where Vegeta and Izumi were fighting. Were being the operative word. The prince had beaten Izumi unconscious. "Serves you right," he mocked. "I'd like to say it was a good try, but you really had no chance. I'm just too far out of your league." He was grinning as he dropped the man's body into the laser shark pit. Then he saw the similarly attired Doce and glared at her. "What do you want, woman? Here to die like your friend?"<br/><br/>"You're Vegeta, prince of all Saiyens," she said, still in awe despite herself.<br/><br/>He grinned maliciously. "You know my name. Maybe I won't kill you, then. I'd rather not beat up a woman, anyway. It really just isn't worth my time."<br/><br/>"Say," she ventured, "You want to be undisputed number one in warrior in the universe, right?"<br/><br/>He looked at her. "Yeah, what about it?"<br/><br/>She held up fingers. "In three weeks, chaotic forces are going to destroy everything, and we'll all die."<br/><br/>He looked shocked and squared himself to face her. "Wh-- What are you saying?!"<br/><br/>She shrugged. "Just what I said. Two dimensions, fiction and reality, are colliding, and both will be destroyed. My friends and I are trying to stop this."<br/><br/>"What, like that guy I just beat the shit out of?"<br/><br/>"Nah, nobody likes Izumi. If you come with me, I'll introduce you, but I don't think you actually care."<br/><br/>"Got that right."<br/><br/>"Yeah, well, wanna help us out?"<br/><br/>"I can't exactly be the best if the universe is destroyed," he snapped. "How the hell are we supposed to stop something like that, anyway?"<br/><br/>"There's somebody with the ability to stop it. We're searching for that person."<br/><br/>He shrugged and turned around. "Don't see why you'd need my help for something like that."<br/><br/>"Your job will be different," she told him, causing to look over his shoulder at her. "Along the way, we're going to meet lots of enemies. We need allies to help us beat the shit out of them, and I'm more of an intellectual myself."<br/><br/>Vegeta faced her again and grinned. "Well if that's how it is, I'm the only ally you'll need. I'll show those morons just who the greatest warrior in the galaxy is!"<br/><br/>She smirked, then quickly covered it with a smile. "Fantastic! We'll be lucky to have an elite like you. I'll introduce you to the other, then, and we can move on to the fun stuff."<br/><br/>Thanks to the protection and agility of the Gantz suit, Doce was able to casually leap and stroll through the rest of the obstacle course. She cut it a bit close at the end, and by the time she passed through to meet up with the others (Vegeta impatiently on her tail the entire time), the suit's stamina had worn out, and the caps burst to show it.<br/><br/>"Aw~" she said, touching the dark liquid that seeped out and holding it up to view. "I wonder how long it takes to recharge? Six hours? Twelve?"<br/><br/>Vegeta just pounded his fists together. "So who do you weaklings need me to beat up?"<br/><br/>-------------------<br/><br/>Ditto squealed in terror as flames narrowly missed hitting him. He squished himself tighter against the robot's chest and shouted warnings, "Ditto, ditto!!"<br/><br/>"Hostile presence confirmed," Beta muttered, turning onto his back and shooting plasma blasts at the flame bots from his left palm. The Ditto breathed a sigh of relief, then panicked anew. Before them was a wall of flame bots, all preparing to fire at once and completely blocking their aerial path.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Probable hostility detected</span>, Beta thought. "Express your peaceful intentions within three seconds, or I will assume you to be hostile and defend myself." They raised their weapons, and Ditto begged the robot to flee.<br/><br/>"Hostile presence confirmed," Beta said, grabbing and rotating a panel on his right forearm until it shifted into an EM pulse gun. "Firing Electromagnetic Pulse." The blast shortcircuted the flame bots, and Beta flew easily over the remainder of the course (The laser sharks were easy to dodge from the air, and the arrows just bounced harmlessly off of him). The pair arrived just after the anime beauties. He confirmed that the danger was gone, and released the purple metamorph, which slid to the ground limply in terror.