"My name is Crusher Hogan. And I will crush your head like the pimple it is!"
There was a tall, rather muscular, bald-headed man standing in a wrestling arena. He had a tatoo on his for head that looked like a C and H combined together sort of, with two dots, appearing sideways parralel to each other other. It didn't make any sense, but at least it attracted a crowd.
The man had no shirt on, but wore long black tights for pants. He was pushing one of the ropes down slightly, with his hand and pointing at Brieanna with the other.
"What-ever," Brieanna smiled.
Ryu went with Brieanna to the arena to see a good wrestling match. The tickets were cheap too. Surprisingly cheap. Ten dollars to be exact. Although I suppose that's what you get for a local wrestling arena.
"Crusher Hogan" crossed his arms and looked rough staring down at the crowd. The arena was very large. There was even a second floor for kids to stand on and watch. They were all teenagers, or course, though. No kids under thirteen allowed. The was a big sign above the arena that said: UCW SPANKDOWN Tuesdays at 8.
"That's right! Who here is willing to take on the invincible Crusher?! Who here has what it takes? If you do, if you think you can take the Crusher down, we have five hundred dollars cash money for you! Five hundred dollars for the man who can take our Crusher down!" the announcer exclaimed, waving five one hundred dollar bills in the air.
The announcer was one of those smooth-talking backstabbing people you couldn't easily trust. He had dark brown hair slicked back, but often started to come forward, making him look kind of awkward. He wore a brown suit, with a white button down shirt, and a yellow tie. His pants were the same shade of ugly maroon brown, and his shoes were those shiny black shoes that you could almost skate on without having skates.
Charles stepped forward pulling his jacket off. Ryu watched from behind Brieanna.
"Oh my God," Brieanna said quietly.
"I gotta get me that bank, bro," Charles said, smiling.
Ategev watched, not really saying anything, just getting excited to see how the fight would turn out.
"Do it, dude!" Fred cheered.
"Show 'em how it's done, Charles!" one kid said.
"Yo, I want in! RIght here!" Charles shouted.
Ryu continued to watch from afar.
"No way, youngster. 21 and up. Sorry," the announcer said leaning on the ropes.
"No way," Charles said.
"Insurance purposes," the announcer added.
"Oh my God! Total rip! You suck Crusher!" Charles shouted.
The Crusher just smiled.
"Total dis!" Charles said walking away.
"Son, go get 'em," Fred ordered.
"You know what, Fred? How about you hop in the ring? And then when you lose, your family can sue his family," Ryu snarled.
Ryu, and Fred glared at each other. Brieanna was in the middle stunned at what Ryu said. Charles was next to Fred, not sure whether to help, or laugh at his friend. A few other people were watching hoping a fight would start.
"Whoooaah! Son knocks one out of the park! The student has become the master, Sensei Thalamus," Charles said, breaking the silence, and giving a Fred a light punch on the shoulder.
"Shut up, weeble!" Fred exclaimed.
"I gotta get out of here before I slip and hurt myself on the testosterone," Brieanna said throwing her arms up in the air walking away. Ryu watched her until she was out of sight.
"Ryu, are you in the house?" Videl shouted from downstairs.
"No, I'm not," Ryu shouted back.
"Do you plan on eating dinner this year?" Videl shouted.
"What's for dinner?" Ryu shouted back.
"Meat loaf," Videl shouted.
Ryu had put tight fitting sneakers, and black pants on. He was just now putting a red t-shirt on.
"Pizza?" Ryu asked.
Then, Ryu put his glasses on. He had not worn glasses since he went to bed, the night of the fight with Fred.
"Meat loaf!" Videl shouted more loudly.
"Pizza?" Ryu shouted more loudly.
"MEAT LOAF!" Videl shouted sternly, beggining to lose her temper.
"Pizza?" Ryu shouted again.
"Pizza," Videl shouted, with a sigh.
Ryu slipped on a black mask. It actually looked quite nice with his glasses through the eyeholes of the mask. It almost made him look like some kind of saturday morning cartoon character.
"I'll be down in two seconds," Ryu shouted.
"Pizza that looks and tastes an awful lot like meat loaf," Videl shouted.
Ryu looked at himself in the mirror hanging on his door. He lifted his arms up and bent them like a heavyweight lifter.
"Hey, medicine ball, ya ready for me?" Ryu said mocking the Crusher's bald head, and leaping into the ring.
"You can't just jump in here like this, mister! Hey! I don't want this to... Crusher!" the announcer exclaimed.
But it was too late. Ryu had already taken on the Crusher. It seemed as if the Crusher would overwhelm Ryu. He was nearly twice Ryu's size. Ryu put his forearm under the Crusher's neck to keep him from pinning him down. He used his palm to push the Crusher's chest back so the Crusher couldn't advance.
"You crazy runt, you're lookin' to get hurt?" the Crusher exclaimed half-shouting.
"Whatever," was all Ryu said in response.
"You're like the 'before' picture. I could break you in half," the Crusher said trying to tell the boy, that he was no match for him.
Fred and Charles were still at the arena.
"Shit, man, I shoulda thought of that," Charles muttered.
Ryu suddenly lifted up the Crusher. The Crusher's back rested on Ryu's hands.
"What is going on here?! Put that man down!" the announcer shouted through the microphone.
"WHOA!" one of the kids shouted. For a moment it looked like Ryu was going to drop him.
"Hey! HEY!" the Crusher shouted.
And then he did. WHAM! The entire room was silent. No one spoke a word.
"The Crusher is taken! The Crusher is down!" the announcer shouted. The announcer didn't even use the microphone this time. He was so stunned. This wasn't the way it was supposed to happen!
"Oh my God! Oh my God! He spanked the Crusher! Spanked him!" Charles half-shouted, half-laughed.
Fred didn't say anything. He was stunned with amazement.
"Who are you, masked mystery man?!" the announcer asked over the microphone trying to get as much publicity as he could. "Unveil yourself to the crowd!"
"I believe this has my name on it," Ryu said snatching the money out the announcer's hand.
"Are you a pro?" the announcer asked.
"I am now," Ryu answered.
"You come down to the arena monday night, I'll get you a spot on the show," the announcer said.
"You paying cash?" Ryu asked.
"If that's the way it has to be," the announcer answered.
"Seeya Monday. You okay?" Ryu asked, now talking to the crusher.
"You think I ain't never been dropped on my head before?" the Crusher asked, even though he swore he was seeing stars.
"No, I was pretty sure you had been," Ryu answered.
"How will..."
"Oh, you'll know it's me," Ryu said cutting the announcer off.
When Ryu got home, he slid an envelope under the front door. Then he ran around the side of the house, floated up to his window, opened it, (duh!) and stepped inside.
Gohan was reading the newspaper in the living room, when he noticed the envelope Ryu slid under the door. He put his newspaper down and went over to the door. He picked up the envelope, opened it up and found five hundred dollars in it. Videl heard Gohan get up and walked toward the door as well.
"What is it?" Videl asked.
Gohan handed Videl the money and her eyes grew wide, with happiness. Gohan noticed there was something else in the envelope. He pulled it out, and noticed there was quite a bit of writing on it.
"'...So the school faculty took up a collection on behalf of Ryu. Ryu is a fantastic student and we all felt that the incident with Fred Thalamus was unfair. We have decided to remain anonymous due to school politics. We hope you will honor our request in this area. We will hope to have more for you soon as many have pledged a donation but have not paid yet. Best Wishes.'" Gohan read. Ryu poked his head over the railing while Gohan was reading the letter. When Gohan and Videl both looked up because they felt they were being watched, he immeadietly pulled away, and was not seen.
"Wow," Gohan said, astonished.
"This is the nicest thing I have ever had happen to me in my entire life," Videl said gasping for words.
"He's such a special boy," Gohan said, reading the letter over again.
Thanx for reading
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