Definite Evil
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Hi all! Tis me again with a whole new story! Hope you like it. Review
it in order to tell me if I should go on or not. This takes place during
the time when Vegeta and Mirai Trunks were training in the room of
spirit and time in order to prepare for the battle with Cell. Now on
with the first chapter!
Disclaimer: I don't own Dragonball Z. I don't own pretty much
anything in this story.
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Inside the room of spirit and time…
"Oh wow! This place is huge…endless. What do you think Dad?" "I
think you should shut your mouth boy!" Vegeta shouted at Trunks.
Trunks was beginning to wonder if he would survive this place. After
all Mr. Popo said that nobody has ever stayed in here for long. "Listen
kid, lets start training now. Don't stall and don't hold back." Vegeta
reached for Trunks sword on his back and took it out. "Why don't
you use this baka. Your gonna need it/" He pointed it up to Trunks
nose. "Father I don't think I'll be using it to fight Cell." "You won't
be fighting Cell…I will defeat him before you lay a finger on him."
Mirai Trunks grabbed the sword from his father swiftly. 'Man it's a
little heavier than usual. I just now noticed how thin the air is here!'
"Stop daydreaming! Focus you brat!" Trunks threw his sword next
to the doorway. "Ok, but it's your death wish." Saying that Vegeta
got into a fighting stace. Trunks followed and their training began.
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Elsewhere in the orbit of our solar system a big space ship loomed
in the darkness. "Commander we are five hours away from Earth."
In the middle of the large room sat a silvery silhouette. "Splendid
…" It said in a smooth yet sinister voice. It brought a small shot
glass up to it's lips and filled it's throat with the slick, black liquid.
"Continue course." "Yes sir."
A figure almost identical to the first one walked to the center of the
room. "My brother, are you sure about this. Those monkeys can
ruin most anything." The second figure took the glass and drank
from it. "What you want me to call Cell and check?" "Why not?"
The first person walked over to a control panel and pressed a green
button.
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"You can't run from me forever Eighteen. I will absorb you
sometime." Second form Cell flew threw the air looking every
which way for Eighteen. *Cell are you there?* He stopped in mid-
air. "Hmm? Cooler(or Kooler, Coola whatever)? What do you
want now?" *My brother Frieza(don't make me say the list) wants
to make sure everything's going well.* "Um…why of course. In
fact I'm going to be perfect in a matter of time." *Any sign of
Goku yet?* "No as a matter of fact I haven't really met a Saiya-jin
yet." *Oh? Well no matter, as long as your taking them off guard
our plan will be a success.* "Heh, yeah then this universe is ours."
Laughing could be heard on both sides of the connection. *Well
we're gone. We'll be there in five hours. Over and out.* Afterwards
Cell continued his search.
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On an island hundreds of miles away from Cell.
Sixteen do you think we should keep going?" Sixteen stayed
silent, petting the birds on his finger. "Sixteen!" Around the
corner Bulma and Krillin were watching them. "Ok Krillin, you
go and turn her off." "Bulma! Why do I have to do it?!" Bulma
put her hands on her hips. "Because your stronger than I am and
you're a guy!" "So?!" "So get your bald butt over there!" "Ok,
ok geeze!" Krillin looked around the corner to see Eighteen looking
up in the air for Cell. 'Oh man, I don't wanna do this!' He thought
back about the time Eighteen had kissed him. Krillin rubbed his
check and stepped forward.
He crept behind tree after tree and bush after bush. 'Darn, why
does she have to be so pretty? Steady Krillin, focus.' "Krillin get
a move on!" Bulma said a little bit above a whisper. Eighteen
looked over at them. Krillin froze. Bulma ran up and grabbed the
control, no fear what so ever in her eyes. 'Well now aren't we
bold Eighteen thought referring to Bulma. "I'm sorry Miss but I
have to shut you down for the sake of the Earth." "What?!"
Eighteen said in shock. Eighteen looked at Bulma then at Krillin.
"No stop!" Krillin shouted. Everyone looked at him. "I'm sorry
…I can't go through with this, don't do it Bulma!" "but Krillin
what about Cell?" "I don't care Bulma. I'm sure we can beat him
in the end." Bulma looked down then dropped the control.
Krillin came over and stomped on it. 'That bald guy…saved me?'
Eighteen walked over to Krillin. They stared eye to eye for what
Seemed like an eternity.
"AHHH!!! Help!" Bulma shouted out.
Cell had her by the waist and neck. "Heh heh, well looks like I hit
the jackpot!" Eighteen gasped and Sixteen was stunned. "Leave
Bulma alone!" "Bulma huh? The wife of Vegeta? Hmm." Cell
threw Bulma against a tree knocking her unconscious. "Bulma
NO!" Cell looked at Krillin and the others. "So the little bald man
wants to save the ladies? You better think fast cause here I come!"
Cell punched Krillin square in the face then turned to Eighteen,
who was backing up. "Now I'm going to absorb you just like
your brother." Eighteen tried her luck.
She punched and kicked Cell numerous times, but to no avail,
The attacks had no affect on Cell. Krillin was hit hard and was
trying his best to get up before Eighteen gets absorbed!
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In the room of spirit and time…
Trunks and Vegeta had been training nonstop for over an hour.
"Come on baka you gotta be faster than that!" 'He's been
insulting me every minute he gets the chance to! It's so hard to
concentrate.' Trunks thought before his father gave him a hard
punch in the jaw. "HA! You do need your sword and while your
at it take of that jacket boy. It's getting in the way." "Father I
wear this because it reminds me of Mom. She gave this to me
special and I refuse to work with my sword." "You weakling! I
don't care about your mother. We must train harder damnit! I
need to get stronger." Trunks was looking down and getting
madder and angrier as his father continued his insults , just then
something snapped. "STOP IT!" Vegeta became quiet. "Father
now I know why you hate me! Your so selfish! You only care
for yourself, all you care about is getting stronger while your
family suffers! You never loved Mom or me. Well I've had
enough of your arrogance!" Trunks' hair flared stood on end
as his power grew. His eyes turned a teal-blue color and his
muscles tensed. Vegeta watched in awe as Trunks went SSJ2
right before his eyes. Trunks teal-blue eyes stared at Vegeta
with pure anger.
"Vegeta…I'm not gonna help you now. Because
in YOUR world you have no son!" Vegeta fell back. "Now you
will know me as your worst nightmare." Being that they were
in the room of spirit and time it started to get hotter due to Trunks
rage. Fires seemed to flame up out of nowhere and everything
went darker. "Trunks?…I-I…" Vegeta was stunned and
speechless. Trunks charged at Vegeta then gave him a swift kick
in the gut. He grabbed his father's head and slammed it against
his own. Vegeta put his hand on his forehead wound, before he
could do anything else Trunks grabbed him be the neck and
hurdled him close to a fire. "AHH!" Vegeta screamed holding
his severely burnt arm. Trunks laughed at his father's pain. "How
about a cool down?!" Trunks made the atmosphere freezing from
his cold thoughts of his father.
The flames had extinguished and
Vegeta started to shiver while the weather seemed to have no
affect on Trunks. It started to snow…no, blizzard. Vegeta SSJ
despite the horrible pain. 'Where'd that psycho go?' "So Vegeta,
you want me to fight with my sword? I'll do it then!" Trunks
lunged at Vegeta from out of the darkness, sword in hand. Vegeta
the swords blade-edge before it reached his face. "Trunks s-stop!"
Vegeta could barley hold it, for Trunks power was many times
his own. 'The weather…it's changing because of his emotions,
what power.' Vegeta thought, Trunks jumped back and blasted
Vegeta high into the air. Trunks disappeared then reappeared on
top of Vegeta.
Before Vegeta could even open his eyes Trunks
gave him a hard kick on the back. Trunks had snapped his spine
rendering him helpless and unconscious. Vegeta hit the ground
with a hard thump on the frozen floor in the chamber. Trunks
flew away from him and to the entrance. Trunks landed and when
he did the snow stopped and it started raining. As he began to
walk away an image of Vegeta suffering flashed through his mind.
"Oh my…no…FATHER!" His flaring body became soaked in
cold rain. "Father I'm sorry! Please say something!" Trunks
looked around frantically in the darkness. The rain lessened and
finally stopped., the room became light again.
After searching for many moments he saw a prone figure a few
meters away from him. "Tousaan!" His father was in one of the
many puddles of ice water. "Dad, are you ok? Come on wake up!"
The water around Vegeta had gotten foggy with a tint of red from
his blood. Trunks carefully picked up his tousaan and looked up
towards the ceiling(if there is one). "Somebody, anybody…
help! Please help!"
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Sorry peeps that's all. Please tell me how you like it and tell me
if I should go on kay. Laterz!