Chucha Comics"The meeting of claws and steel"
It's just another FanFic of the Dragon Ball & Marvel multiverse... In a deserted place, where the wind carries dust and the silence is interrupted only by the echo of heavy footsteps, two figures meet. On the one hand, Wolverine, with his sharp claws and his restrained fury, advances towards his opponent. On the other, Android No. 18, with his blonde hair blowing in the wind, watches coldly.
"I don't know who you are or what you want," Wolverine growls, adjusting his fighting stance, "but if you're coming to fight, you're in the right place."
N. 18 crosses his arms, indifferent. "You are not my target, but if you get in my way, I will eliminate you," he says in a calm voice, without a hint of emotion.
Wolverine smiles, showing his fangs. —I like your attitude, doll, but it won't be that easy for you.
Before the Android can respond, Logan lunges toward her with ferocious speed, claws extended ready for impact. However, N. 18 moves with superhuman speed, dodging the attack with ease and appearing right next to him. With a single movement, he launches it into the nearby rubble, sending the mutant through a concrete wall.
-That's all? —she says, disinterested.
But Wolverine, resilient as ever, rises from the rubble with a bigger smile. “I've fought far worse things than you,” he growls, his claws glinting in the sun.
This time, the fight becomes more intense. Logan attacks with everything he has, his claws barely reaching the Android's impenetrable skin, while N. 18 dodges and responds with precise blows. Despite his strength, Wolverine continues to regenerate, always getting back up no matter how many times he is knocked down.
"You're tough, I admit it," N. 18 comments, frowning, "but you can't win."
-Gain? —Wolverine smiles with an intimidating ferocity—. It's not about winning, it's about not giving up.
They both lunge at each other once more, but at that moment, a flash of light interrupts the fight. Goku appears, floating above them.
—Hey, guys, stop it! —Goku exclaims with a nervous laugh—. We don't need to destroy the whole place!
No. 18 and Wolverine stop, both breathing heavily, but with a look of mutual respect.
"You're better than I expected, metalworker," Wolverine says, dusting himself off.
"And you're not as useless as I thought," N. 18 answers, with a small smile on his lips.
The battle is over, but they both know that, in another time and place, they could have faced each other to the end.
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