Yamcha Takes on The Database - Bandit Keith

[SSJRuss]

Yamcha steadied his breathing, his muscles taut as he kept his eyes on the blade in Michael Myers’ hand. The towering figure stepped forward, his movements slow and deliberate. Yamcha cracked his knuckles.

“You’re not the first psycho I’ve faced, buddy,” Yamcha taunted, shifting into his wolf stance. “And I doubt you’ll be the last.”

Michael tilted his head slightly, the expressionless mask making the gesture all the more unsettling. Without warning, he lunged, the blade slashing through the fog with a deadly swiftness. Yamcha dodged to the side, but the knife managed to hit its mark, slashing Yamcha's side.

“Whoa, geez, you're fast for a big guy!" Yamcha quipped, spinning on his heel and delivering a sharp kick to Michael’s chest. The blow connected, sending the masked killer staggering back—but he didn’t fall. Yamcha clutched at his side, feeling the sting of pain from where he was cut. The wound wasn't deep, thankfully.

Michael regained his footing, tilting his head again as if unfazed. Yamcha faltered for a moment. “Okay, tough guy. Let’s see how you handle this!”

He charged forward, unleashing his Azure Dragon Sword onto Michael’s torso. The blade landed, gashing across Michael, forcing him to stumble back. Yamcha followed up with a powerful upward slash, knocking the knife out of his hand and taking a few fingers with it. They flew into the darkness of the fog, clattering against the pavement.

Michael fell back, but remained upright. Yamcha’s aura burst forth, sending a gust of wind rippling through the mist. With the momentum going, he slammed his fist into Michael's chest, sending him crashing through a brick wall.

Panting, Yamcha lowered his hands, his eyes scanning the rubble. “That should do it,” he said. As the dust settled, Michael Myers was gone, nowhere to be seen.

“You’ve gotta be kidding me,” Yamcha groaned.

A distant scream pierced the silence. Yamcha’s heart sank.

“Puar!” he shouted, his head snapping toward the sound. His friend’s terrified cry echoed through the fog, sending a jolt of adrenaline through Yamcha’s veins.

Yamcha darted into the fog, his speed leaving a gust of wind in his wake. He weaved through the streets, following Puar’s cries.. Finally, he burst into a clearing where the fog thinned just enough to reveal a horrifying scene.

Michael Myers was gone—but now Jennifer was pinned to the ground by him, her screams muffled as his knife gleamed in the moonlight. Yamcha didn’t hesitate, leaping forward and striking Michael with a flying kick that sent him into the sky. Yamcha scooped Jennifer into his arms, noticing the blood staining her dress.

“You’ll be okay, I’ve got you,” he said, his voice steady. Jennifer coughed, her eyes fluttering shut. Jennifer whispered weakly, "Yamcha… Puar…"

"Don’t worry, I’ll find him," he promised. Yamcha bolted, his speed a blur as he raced toward the nearest sign of life. He couldn’t lose Jennifer—not now. They'd only just started dating!

He found emergency responders and handed Jennifer off them. He watched them drive off, the ambulance’s siren fading into the distance before he turned back toward the thick mist, fists clenched. "I'm coming to find you, Puar!"

His search didn’t take long.

He returned to where Puar’s screams had come from, his worst fears were realized. There lay Puar’s small, lifeless body. His head was severed clean, lying a few feet away, his eyes still wide with fear.

The fog began to lift, revealing the empty, desolate street. Yamcha fell to his knees beside his fallen friend, his hands trembling as he cradled Puar’s small body.

“I’m so sorry…” Yamcha whispered, his voice breaking. Tears streamed down his face as he clenched his fists. “I’ll find the bastard who did this. I swear it.”

 

Three days later.

The Diablo Desert stretched endlessly in every direction, the wind carrying only silence. Yamcha stood solemnly over a small grave, his hands tucked into his pockets. Beside him, Jennifer rested a comforting hand on his shoulder, her usual playful demeanor replaced with a rare quiet sadness.

Puar's grave was freshly dug, with a simple stone marker etched in his name.

“This is where we first met,” Yamcha said quietly. “Puar and I… we promised to always have each other’s backs. A stupid promise to stick together no matter what. I failed.”

Jennifer nodded, her eyes glistening with tears. “I’m sorry, Yamcha. I know how much he meant to you."

Yamcha turned to her, giving the best he could do for a smile. “I’m just glad you’re okay, Jen,” he said. “I still can’t believe you’re walking around like nothing happened."

Jennifer forced a small smile, brushing her hair back. "I guess I’m tougher than I look."

Standing, Yamcha adjusted the sword strapped to his back, his determination returning. "I’m going to find the Dragon Balls, Jennifer," he said, his voice steady. "I’m bringing Puar back, no matter what it takes."

Jennifer grabbed his hand tightly. “You’re not going without me. "I’m coming with you," she said firmly. "I’m not letting you go off alone after all this."

Before Yamcha could respond, the sound of engines roared in the distance. A group of jeeps approached, kicking up clouds of sand. Yamcha tensed as the vehicles came to a stop, and a loud, cocky voice called out.

"If it isn’t the old Desert Bandit himself, hanging around my turf," the voice sneered.

Yamcha turned to see a figure step out of the lead jeep. He jabbed a thumb at his chest. "Name’s Bandit Keith, and I’m the king of this desert now."

Yamcha sighed, his patience wearing thin. "Look, this is really not the day, pal. Just walk away."

Keith smirked, tapping his duel disk. "Walk away? Nah. I think I’ll teach the old bandit a lesson. Let’s see if you’re still as tough as they say." With a flourish, he slammed two cards onto the disk. "I summon Giga-Tech Wolf and Cyber Soldier of Darkworld!"

Yamcha’s expression darkened. He cracked his knuckles and stepped forward. “Alright, Keith. You want a fight? Fine. I’ve got plenty of frustration to take out, and it might as well be on you."

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Saiyan Arc Yamcha - Full Health. Four Senzu Beans. Azure Dragon Sword.

Bandit Keith w/Machine Deck. His monsters are able to take form and battle (See Yugi & Kaiba Movesets from Jump Force for reference)

[Callisto]

Learn More About
Yamcha
Read more about Yamcha at Wikipedia
Official Site: FUNimation Links: Wikipedia on Yamcha Short Bio from Pojo. Brief Bio

Bandit Keith
Read more about Bandit Keith at Wikipedia
Official Site: 4kids Links: Wikipedia Yu-Gi-Oh Wikia Absolute Anime

[SSJRuss]

Close to how I imagine Bandit Keith will battle in this fight-

 

[Venom 2009]

I like the idea of Yu-Gi-Oh characters using Duel Monsters as attacks.

I think Yamcha will win again, no matter what monsters Bandit Keith uses.

Also, I give the setup a 5.0.

[SSJRuss]

On 11/23/2024 at 3:19 AM, Venom 2009 said:

I like the idea of Yu-Gi-Oh characters using Duel Monsters as attacks.

Yeah, honestly, it is a badass concept.

Imagine getting in a fight with Pegasus and he puts your ass in Toon World.

[DSkillz]

Another good set-up in Yamcha's quest, Russ. If Yamcha's story in this arc tracks with the DB storyline, though, unless he somehow summons Porunga, he's probably not bringing Puar back. 😅 

As for the match, I have a feeling Yamcha can take down this Bandit Keith dude and his Duel Monsters, and Yamcha may not even need a Senzu Bean afterwards.