Are You My Grandpa?
By: SSJAspa
It was happening. The vision of Planet Vegetas destruction replayed over and over in his head. As he flew towards Freiza's ship, he knew he held the life of every Saiyan in his hands. He also knew it would do no good to attack Freiza, considering the difference between their strength. He barley acknowledged the soldiers pouring out of Freiza's ship, ignoring the fact that they were latching onto him, trying to hold him back. He realized he wouldn't be able to fly fast enough with there weight on him. He shifted slightly, putting his hand in the middle of the clump of bodies, ki- blasting them to hell knows where. Why should he care where they ended up? The only thing he cared about now was Freizas destruction. "Come out and fight me you coward!" His voice seemed to echo through the depths of space. He clenched his teeth as he watched the top of the space ship open up, to reveal Freiza.
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King Vegeta looked at the line of souls that were being pushed towards the soul-cleanser. He glared at the demons that were pushing him forward. So this was hell. Oh, the day when he would meet that baka Freiza here. He scowled, just the thought of that monster made him shiver. How could he leave his son in the hands of that monster?! The flashbacks of his death, Freiza's fist ripping through his skin, they all came back to him. A picture of his son, the Saiy-jin No Ouji, Flashed into his mind. The look of horror and shock as Friezas fist ripped through his father. King Vegeta was jolted out of his thoughts as a little red demon pushed him forward. "Move it buddy, your holding up the line!" King Vegeta scowled, and held his head high, briskly walking forward.
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Trunks looked at the dragon radar, and turned to Goten. "If we head southeast for about 10 minutes, we'll come across the next dragon ball." Goten grinned at Trunks "Wanna race there?" Trunks grinned "Your gonna lose Goten!" Goten frowned " Nuh-Uh Trunks!" Trunks and Goten sped off towards the next Dragonball…
So what do you think? Should I write more? Well, as soon as I get 3 reviews I'll do the next chappie!
By: SSJAspa
It was happening. The vision of Planet Vegetas destruction replayed over and over in his head. As he flew towards Freiza's ship, he knew he held the life of every Saiyan in his hands. He also knew it would do no good to attack Freiza, considering the difference between their strength. He barley acknowledged the soldiers pouring out of Freiza's ship, ignoring the fact that they were latching onto him, trying to hold him back. He realized he wouldn't be able to fly fast enough with there weight on him. He shifted slightly, putting his hand in the middle of the clump of bodies, ki- blasting them to hell knows where. Why should he care where they ended up? The only thing he cared about now was Freizas destruction. "Come out and fight me you coward!" His voice seemed to echo through the depths of space. He clenched his teeth as he watched the top of the space ship open up, to reveal Freiza.
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King Vegeta looked at the line of souls that were being pushed towards the soul-cleanser. He glared at the demons that were pushing him forward. So this was hell. Oh, the day when he would meet that baka Freiza here. He scowled, just the thought of that monster made him shiver. How could he leave his son in the hands of that monster?! The flashbacks of his death, Freiza's fist ripping through his skin, they all came back to him. A picture of his son, the Saiy-jin No Ouji, Flashed into his mind. The look of horror and shock as Friezas fist ripped through his father. King Vegeta was jolted out of his thoughts as a little red demon pushed him forward. "Move it buddy, your holding up the line!" King Vegeta scowled, and held his head high, briskly walking forward.
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Trunks looked at the dragon radar, and turned to Goten. "If we head southeast for about 10 minutes, we'll come across the next dragon ball." Goten grinned at Trunks "Wanna race there?" Trunks grinned "Your gonna lose Goten!" Goten frowned " Nuh-Uh Trunks!" Trunks and Goten sped off towards the next Dragonball…
So what do you think? Should I write more? Well, as soon as I get 3 reviews I'll do the next chappie!