Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ The Red Baron ❯ Deserted Fight ( Chapter 20 )

The Red Baron

 

Deserted Fight

 

The White Warrior and the Red Baron landed in the area where they sensed the presence of the Dark Baron. It was just in the middle of the desert. There were no people, no buildings, simply nothing. This boggled the mind of the Red Baron to no end, trying to figure out what the Dark Baron was planning.

 

The White Warrior, still wearing her usual blue jeans and white t-shirt, looked over to the Red Baron and saw the questions almost pop out of him.

 

“No need to look so confused, Baron. They are not after anyone or anything but you and the necklace around them. That's all they want. Though it is nice of them to take us away from hurting any more innocent people, though I'm not sure we'll always have this much luck.'

 

The Red Baron nodded, smiled, and answered with a bit of sarcasm.

 

“Ya, thanks for making me feel better. Now I know everything will be a-ok. Now we just have to find them so they don't' have to pry it from my cold, dead hands.”

 

The White Warrior gave little response. From here training, it was never a good time to joke around in the middle of a fight, nor was it his business to keep her protected and yet, she could tell that was on his mind.

 

The wind blew rather quietly when they arrived. But now, it was becoming noticeably speedy. Before anyone knew it, a loud explosion came from the sand underneath them. At the very instant, The White Warrior and the Red Baron jumped away from it going in the opposite direction.

 

The dust settled and from it appeared the Dark Baron himself, out in the daylight.

 

“It's so good of you to drop by. How I missed see you, White Warrior.”

 

The White Warrior took a bit of a surprise that he was talking to him. But she immediacy shook it off and began to show her teeth.

 

“I wont' let the same thing happen back at the tomb happen here. I promise that!”

 

The White Warrior could hold it no longer and with a sudden burst of energy, shifted into almost nothingness and appeared next to the Dark Baron in an instant. With great speed and power, she gave an incredible punch to his temple. The shock of the attack was seen ripple through the sand like a rock hitting a pond.

 

Unfortunately, the attack was wasted. The Dark Baron stood there, hardly flinching from the attack.

 

“I'm sorry, babe, but I'm afraid that won't cut.”

 

With The White Warrior will in shock, the Dark Baron swiftly spun in place and flashed a powerful kick to The White Warrior's gut. The attack drove the breath out of the White Warrior and sent her flying a quarter-mile away. The Dark Baron laughed throughout the attack as The White Warrior bit the dust and shook on the ground.

 

The Red Baron called out in horror.

 

“VANESSA!”

 

Looking toward the Dark Baron, the Red Baron powered up again and like a comet, blasted toward him. This time, the Dark Baron was caught a tad unprepared and was hit square in the gut.

 

Before the Dark Baron could react to anything else, his mouth open with pain, the Red Baron continued the attack with an onslaught of punches to the Dark Baron's chest. The Dark Baron seemed helpless to avoid a single one and with one final though, the Red Baron rose in the air and put the boot the left side of the Dark Baron's head.

 

Though it felt like the boot to the head worked, the Red Baron felt like his leg kept going. Soon, it did as the Dark Baron disappeared and without wasting a fraction of a second, reappeared behind the Red Baron and blasted him with a ball of black energy. The Red Baron flew away and landed next to the White Warrior.

 

The Red Baron and the White Warrior pushed themselves up as the Dark Baron stood at a distance and laughed with his manic state of mind.

 

“Face it, Baron! You and your girlfriend couldn't kill me if I had a heart attack, thought I'd probably get one laughing so hard HA HA HA!”

 

In unison, the Red Baron and the White Warrior got up and ran up toward the Dark Baron. The Red Baron summoned his Spirit Sword and the White Warrior began to charge energy into her hands.

 

Yelling as they approached the confident and sure Dark Baron, They began their attack. The Red Baron swiped again and again with his sword and the White Warrior threw punch after punch.

 

The Dark Baron, at first, looked like he actually had to try. With his hands, he had to block the punches o the White Warrior. While running backwards with his legs, he had to jump up and down and this each side to avoid the sword of the Red Baron.

 

But soon, that all ended, The Dark Baron was easily avoiding each and every attack tat was given to him. Realizing it, the two pure warriors began to increase their speed. Soon, the Red Baron was on one side the Dark Baron and the White Warrior on the other. The Dark Baron soon found an opening and with a mighty yell, ducked the Red Baron sword and produced a massive kick to his left where the White Warrior was. Before she knew it, his boot smacked her in the middle of the face and she was kicked to the ground and bounced once before she flew of a few meters away.

 

Before the Dark Baron could make his move on the Red Baron, though, the Red Baron had his attack set and swung at the red Baron and hit him right in the center. The Dark Baron gave out a small growl of pain as he then lifted his hand and shot a beam straight into the Red Baron's head. The Red Baron went soaring off into the distance and landed on his feet, skidding a few feet. But he then fell to his knees as he tried to catch his breath and avoid swallowing the pool of sweat coming off of him.

 

This isn't good…the Dark Baron is just too strong. We'll never beat him. I don't like this at all!

 

The Dark Baron was hurt though. The Red Baron has managed to slice part of his side wide open. Not being at full power yet, this was not good. It was time for him to go.

 

“Sorry, Baron, but our fight will have to be for another day. That's if you can survive until then.”

 

Before he could be questioned, the sand next to him, on his left a few feet away, began to sink in, implode into itself. But rising from it was a monstrous figure with staggering body tone. It was Kane. The Red Baron smiled.

 

“KANE! Your hour has arrived. Now go my loyal servant and bring me the head and necklace of this Red Baron!”

 

Kane bowed his head toward his master.

 

“Yes, my dark lord.”

 

With that, the Dark Baron shifted into black and then disappeared. Now it was Kane, an injured Red Baron, and a knocked out White Warrior. This was not looking good for The Red Baron.

 

The Red Baron ran to the White Warrior's side. She had been hit very hard by the attack of the Dark Baron. Her nose was probably broken and her face was covered by her own blood dripping form her nose and lip. Her eye was black but she was waking up.

 

“Where did the Dark Baron go?”

 

The White Warrior asked this as she stood back on her feet facing Kane. The Red Baron was helping her up. Kane gave her the answer. His deep, rasped voice was very evil sounding.

 

“My master has left me to take care of you. Do not worry for your death will be quick. I am not one who shows mercy and holds back like my master had just done for you.”

 

The Red Baron was horrified.

 

He was holding back?

 

“Now, Baron, let us see if that necklace my master so truly desires makes you worthy of my power!”

 

As Kane spoke, the very ground around all of them shook. He was powering up and his level of energy was immense. This was not going to be like any fight before.

 

Without wasting anymore time. Kane began to run toward them. He wasn't as fast but he was sure more than fast enough to hold out against speedy techniques, making them not very useful.

 

The White Warrior was about to attack when the Red Baron put his arm out in front of her. The White Warrior looked at him quizzically.

 

“Let me take him first, White. I need to see just how far my power can go.”

 

The White Warrior was hesitant but she compiled and flew back far away. It was not s second later that the fight truly began. Kane and the Red Baron met each other and greeted each other with a barrage of kicks and punches. Each was throwing them with great speed and power.

 

The Red Baron was able to get in many shots but with each shot he received, he felt his body grow heavier and his accuracy cutting down. Kane wasn't even breaking a sweat.

 

“What's wrong Baron!? Don't got what it takes to take on a big man!”

 

Kane threw down a punch but the Red Baron caught it. It took Kane by surprise.

 

“You are no man, Kane. You are but a foul demon and I intend to send you to hell!”

 

The Red Baron powered up and with his energy, pushed Kane away with awesome powers, making him skid back several meters. With this time, the Red Baron once again summoned his Spirit Sword.

 

Kane was unable to counter as the Red Baron dashed toward him and began to control great force.

 

“This ends now Kane! SPIRIT SWORD!!”

 

With those words, the Spirit Sword gained a spike of energy and slashed down onto Kane. Kane's eyes were wide with disbelief.

 

The slashed caused a sudden and instant flash of energy to spark but it soon disappeared. All was quiet and the wind was blowing smoothly. The red Baron had indeed connected his attack.

 

But Kane was still up, not down. In fact, he was staring right at the Red Baron. He was smiling and laughing in a low tone. The Red Baron could not figure out why but so he did. He felt the energy crack but it was the sword. He looked down to see the sword suddenly shatter in pieces. The Red Baron has almost lost it in disbelief. Even the White Warrior was in shock and felt unable to do anything. Kane was most pleased.

 

“I told you, Baron, that my power is infinite and my brutality is unmatched by your pathetic toothpick. It will do you no good here.”

 

The Red Baron couldn't believe it and summoned it again, attacking. Once again, it shattered. He did it again and again. Kane just stood there.

 

Then Kane got bored and grabbed the sword. The Red Baron eyes were covered in fear. With a quick yell, Kane broke the sword with his bear hands and kicked the Red Baron away with a swift roundhouse kick to his side, using the right leg. The Red Baron was once again airborne and hit the ground. He was slow to get up, still reeling from the shock.

 

Kane began to walk slowly toward him, laughing as he knew what was about to happen.

 

“Now, your death is here, Baron. I will kill you today and gain the highest respect from my master!”

 

The White Warrior, looking from a distance, knew something more had to be done.

 

We have to do something or Kane will kill us both.