The battlefield trembled beneath our feet. Smoke, dust, and scattered rocks drifted through the scorching wind, painting the ruins of the world in shades of gray and gold. I hovered above the cratered ground, chest heaving, muscles coiled and ready. Across from me, Gohan radiated an aura so intense it tore at the air — electricity crackled along his spiked golden hair, sparks of raw power arcing across his form.
Even from the distance, I could feel the difference. This wasn't the tentative Super Saiyan I had fought before. This was sharper, more dangerous — a kid, yes, but one whose fury had pushed him to absolute limit. And yet… he fights like a warrior. Not a child. A true warrior.
The Z-Fighters, battered, bruised, and barely standing, circled the battlefield. Goku, Vegeta, Piccolo, Trunks, Tien, Yamcha, Krillin, and even the damaged but upright Android 16's head watched, eyes wide with a mixture of fear and hope. Their energy lingered, trembling in the air, as if clinging to the possibility that the battle might finally turn in their favor.
They have no idea… I thought, glancing at them with a faint grin. They think what they're seeing is my full power. They have no clue what I've truly held back until now.
Gohan's gaze met mine. His eyes burned with fury and determination, and I could almost hear the thunder of his heart echoing in the air. A small, twisted smile crept across my face. Finally… the fight I've been searching for. This… this is no longer a child standing before me. This is a warrior who can truly challenge me.
"Come on, Gohan," I said, voice low but carrying over the roar of the wind. "Show me… everything you've got."
Gohan clenched his fists, his aura erupting in a storm of crackling energy. "You'll pay for hurting them… hurting everyone I care about!"
And with that, we collided.
I struck first, a rapid series of punches aimed at testing his speed and resolve. Gohan countered, blocking with a flurry of fists that struck like lightning. His speed had increased exponentially with this transformation, every strike sharper, stronger than anything I had felt before.
Interesting… very interesting.
We traded blows midair, fists colliding with the force of thunderclaps, each impact shaking the ground far below. Gohan's kicks were strong, precise, and imbued with an energy that felt almost alive. I dodged, blocked, and countered, letting small injuries accumulate — cuts across my arms, bruises along my ribs, burns from residual energy attacks — all of it only fueling the excitement that roared through my veins.
From the sidelines, Goku shouted encouragement. "Gohan! Keep going! Don't hold back!"
Vegeta snarled, clenched teeth glinting. "Damn now even the Kakarot's kid has surpassed me!"
I could feel the pressure rising. Gohan's Super Saiyan 2 aura, crackling with lightning, was forcing me to expend energy I hadn't needed before. Every strike, every dodge, every collision of ki made my blood sing. This is the fight I've been waiting for.
With every strike, Gohan's confidence grew. He had tasted the thrill of raw power, and each clash with me seemed to awaken something deeper. I could feel him learning, adapting, predicting my movements, his strikes becoming sharper, faster, and more devastating.
He slammed me into the ground with a brutal kick that cracked the scorched earth beneath my feet. Dust and rocks shot into the air as I rolled, recovered, and came back at him with a grin.
"You're getting stronger," I said, blood trailing from a cut along my jaw. "I like it… a lot. You… you fight like a beast now. Good come at me with everything."
Gohan's eyes blazed with unstoppable fury. "I'm not a beast Razor! I'll protect everyone! And I'll stop you!"
Tien and Yamcha, exhausted, exchanged glances. "He's taking damage… wait, he is actually getting hurt. Gohan may be able to do it." Tien murmured, energy flaring weakly.
"Yeah… but Razor is still standing. How?" Yamcha replied grimly.
The rest of the Z-Fighters watched silently, hope and fear clashing in their hearts. Even Cell, hovering at the edge of the battlefield, eyes narrowing, muttered under his breath. If I can get him… just wait until he's vulnerable.
Gohan lunged with a rapid series of strikes. I met each one with equal ferocity, but his speed and precision forced me back slowly overpowering me. Our fight tore across the sky, slashing through mountainsides and cratering the battlefield.
Gohan's rage-powered strikes landed, each one leaving cuts across my arms, ribs, and burns along my shoulders. Yet I smiled wildly, relishing the challenge. Finally… someone who can hurt me. This is what I've been waiting for.
"Is this all you've got, Gohan?" I shouted mid-strike, dodging a high kick and retaliating with a blow that sent him tumbling backward.
Gohan responded instantly, pushing forward with a barrage of punches and energy-infused strikes, his aura flaring wildly. Electricity crackled around him, and I could feel the sheer force of his ki pressing against my own.
From the sidelines, Goku gritted his teeth. "He's actually taking damage… Gohan might push him!"
Vegeta's pride ached at the sight. "Damn it… that boy might actually have the power to defeat him."
Even Cell's expression darkened. "Impossible… yet…" His tail twitched behind him, eyes glinting with malice.
The fight dragged on. Gohan's energy strikes chipped away at my endurance. Cuts, bruises, and burns marked my body, and even as the golden lightning of my Super Saiyan aura flared, I could feel fatigue creeping in.
Yet the thrill was intoxicating. Finally… someone pushing me to the brink.
I slammed a fist into a mountain ridge, sending a shockwave that knocked Gohan back momentarily. He rose immediately, eyes blazing with fury, electricity crackling from his aura in wild streaks.
Tien and Yamcha flinched at the power, their exhausted forms trembling with awe. Even Krillin ducked instinctively behind a boulder.
"Don't hold back, Gohan!" Goku shouted, voice cracking from the intensity.
"I'm will not dad!" Gohan screamed, surging forward again with renewed intensity.
The tide slowly began to shift. Gohan's strikes were becoming stronger and faster as his control of the new form increased. Every blow I absorbed, every dodge, fueled the wild, exhilarating thrill within me. Yes… yes, get stronger.
The earth itself groaned under our combat. Gohan's aura blazed uncontrollably, lightning striking in bursts across the horizon. He slammed me into the ground with a powerful blow, sending a shockwave that lifted the remaining Z-Fighters off their feet.
I struggled to rise, blood trickling from multiple cuts. My energy flared faintly, but I refused to escalate further. I didn't need to. He's strong enough… I can savor this.
"Not bad… warrior," I said, voice hoarse but thrilled. "Not bad at all."
Gohan's fists pounded relentlessly. Each one left a mark, each one burned my energy reserves further. The Z-Fighters, exhausted and injured, watched with bated breath. Gohan is winning!
Cell's eyes narrowed, tail flicking. "Yes… let him fight. Wear him down… and when he's vulnerable…" His grin was predatory, eyes glinting with malice.
The battlefield trembled as Gohan pushed me back, forcing me to the edge. My body was bruised, bleeding, and my energy fluctuated under the relentless barrage. Yet, my grin only widened.
I drew a deep breath, letting my aura explode around me and with a loud shout my aura intensified reaching new heights. Electricity cracked violently, my hair spiking higher. The golden light of my Super Saiyan form intensified, sharper, fiercer, almost burning the air.
Then I whispered, letting the words carry over the battlefield.
"This… is my Super Saiyan 2 form."
The ground quaked violently as I ascended into the full intensity of my true power. Lightning danced over my body, hair spiking with energy, and aura flaring in a storm of electricity and gold.
For the first time, the Z-Fighters realized they had no idea how much power I truly held back. Their faces fell, eyes widening in sheer desperation. Z Fighters gasped and even Cell froze midair.
I hovered above the battlefield, bruised, bleeding, yet utterly exhilarated.
"Now…" I said softly, my voice carrying the thrill of the fight. "…now we truly begin."
The sky itself seemed to scream as the clash between Razor, at his Super Saiyan 2 mastery, and Gohan, fury incarnate, was set to erupt with unimaginable intensity.