Author: hello readers. This is my first Dragon Ball fic so be nice ok. :).
It is supposed to take place some time between the Z and GT series but I
haven't seen any of the GT stuff so I can only use what I know from the Z
series. About the only real alteration I made is making Trunks and Goten
around seventeen or eighteen and Pan is around sixteen (I know she is
supposed to be a lot younger than that but it's my fan fic and I can do
what I want so there *sticks tongue out*:). As for everyone else's age
*shrug* their just old.
Bulma+ChiChi: WHO ARE YOU CALLING OLD *stare at the author with a dangerous look in their eyes*
Author: *gulp* well...umm....the story starts with Vegeta just finishes training on some insignificant planet that will never get mentioned again in the story when he gets a broadcast about an outer space tournament with a very interesting prize for the winner. *Glances around as Bulma and ChiChi (still angry about calling them old) start closing in on him while cracking their knuckles*. Ummmm...help. *screen goes black and instantly the sounds of hitting and breaking bones starts* OUCH OW AHHH OWW STOP NOT THERE...now that's just plain mean...UMPH. NO NOT THE JAW!!! *CRACK*
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Vegeta walked up the ramp into his Capsule Corp. space ship. His blue combat out fit was ripped and torn in various places and many scraps and gashes could be seen, although none had been deep enough to draw blood. Once inside he pressed a switch alongside the door causing the ramp to slide up, closing the ship to the outside world. Walking over to the pilot's seat he glanced once more out the main window at the world outside, a raged lifeless planet which was currently passing directly through an asteroid belt causing thousands of meteors to strike across the planet's surface. Not even bothering to sit down in the chair, Vegeta punched several buttons on one of the control panels. Seconds later the engine hummed to life and the large seed like craft shoot into space.
Vegeta watched out the window as the planet quickly disappeared from view. He rather liked the little planet for a training ground. Although its gravity was only about twenty-five times earth's, the planet's instability causes the land and climate to change rapidly, not to mention seventy percent of the planets orbit was in the middle of an asteroid field. These environmental hazards had more than made up for the lack of decent training gravity. Another reason he liked it is it was far from any civilized worlds, so when he felt himself getting too settled down on Earth he would come out there alone and get himself a little "unsettled". Although he usually went alone he had originally planed on taking Trunks with him this time, but Bulma complained saying Trunks was preparing for his finals at school or something like that and couldn't go gallivanting about the universe. So he had gone alone once again, after all she was one of only two people he could never win against in a fight.
Stretching slightly Vegeta turned away from the controls removing his shirt. A moment later Goku came out of the next room holding a wine bottle and wearing nothing but a smile....*whoops*......*wait wait wait HOLD IT!! Sorry everyone wrong story. Let's all just pretend this paragraph never existed OK? Sounds good.*
Stretching slightly Vegeta turned away from the controls removing his shirt revealing the many scars he had accumulated in his difficult life time. After tossing his discarded clothing in a random direction he walked over to yet another control panel and, after pressing even more buttons, a large screen came down from the ceiling. The screens flashed on and for a moment showed nothing but fuzz, but after only a few seconds it caught onto a signal and a strange show appeared on the screen (think alien soap opera :).
Vegeta had picked up the bad habit of watching TV after training when he had arrived on earth. Even in space when he was too far away to receive earth channels he discovered that the ship could pick up stations from other planets like the one currently on. He found himself getting more and more addicted to it, especially the old Japanese Kung fu movies, and now found himself wasting nearly twenty minutes a day watching shows. Although in this instance he wasn't interested in watching it, he simply wanted to hear some sort of sound.
Vegeta walked away from the television and into an adjoining room. After about a minute the sound of a shower could be heard. Fifteen minutes later the sound stopped and Vegeta came walking out of the room stalk naked except for a towel he was using to dry off his hair *this time it wasn't a mistake. I mean, come on, he's in space, alone, where no one can see him, so why should he be concerned about covering himself up? But for you shy types feel free to look away now I'll tell you when he puts some cloths on.*
Once done drying himself off completely, he tossed the towel back into the shower room and was about to make a b-line for the kitchen when something on the television caught his attention. He stood in front of the screen with his arms crossed over his chest watching with a half interested look on his face. Suddenly Vegeta's eyes went wide and his body stiffened *I said his body not his...oh never mind back to the story* in surprise.
"I don't believe it," Vegeta said walking closer to the screen. "Its not possible.is it?"
Quickly he ran over to the pilots controls. As he pressed the buttons rapidly, the ship jolted taking on a sudden one hundred and twenty degree course change and shoot off into space at full speed.
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Earth five days later *ok shy people it's safe to look again*
"Gohan, Pan, Trunks, Goten, come on in guys lunch is ready," Videl called from the steps of her house.
Gohan and the others, who had been playing a two on two game of football with modified rules for the Saiyan participants, stopped in mid play.
"Great, thanks Videl I'm starving," Goten said as he and Trunks took off for the house. They only made it half way to their destination when something reached out simultaneously tripping the two half Saiyans.
"Sorry guys," Pan laughed as she jumping over the two fallen bodies, "but second place second to eat."
"Oh that's it your dead," Trunks said jokingly. "Get her."
Trunks and Goten launched themselves after Pan catching up to her moments before they entered the house.
"Hay you three," Gohan, who was taking a somewhat slower course to the house, said as the trio entered the house, "no rough housing in the house. I don't want anything broken in there."
Videl walked over to Gohan as he approached the door wrapping her arms around his neck giving him a quick kiss, "Don't worry about them they know better, especially after last time. Oh, that right your boss called and was wondering when you would have that..Gohan? Are you listening to me?"
Gohan stood still staring up at the sky for several seconds before he realized what she was saying, "Oh...sorry Videl. I was just thinking we're probably going to have some more company coming."
"What?" She asked glancing up at the sky. At first she didn't see anything, but a glint of light off something metallic high in the sky caught here attention. As the two stood the object quickly grew from a tiny speck into the large rounded shape of a Capsule Corp. space ship. The ship's landing gear came down as it neared the planet and the engines kicked up dirt and debris along the ground forcing the two to cover their eyes with the back of their arms. Landing with a THUNK, the ship settled down cutting its engines. The ramp slid open as Vegeta, now wearing a red shirt with black pants and a black jacket, stepped out of the pod.
Vegeta walked over glancing at Gohan, "Where is Kakarot?"
"Well, nice to see you to," Gohan said, "you know you could have landed somewhere else besides the yard. I mean, we just had the place landscaped and now it's going to have landing gear imprints."
"I don't have time for idle chatter," Vegeta growled impatiently, "just answer the question."
"Shesh, alright. Umm let's see where did dad go," Gohan wondered scratching his head in thought.
"Isn't he still at Uub's village training," Videl answered after a moment of silence, "Oh ya that's right ChiChi said she was going down to visit him since he could never find the time to go home. She left us her cell phone number incase we needed to get a hold of her while she was gone. Come in side I'll call her up for you."
Vegeta nodded in agreement and the tri walked for the house. Upon entering they stopped at the sight in the middle of the living room. Goten was lying on the couch laughing his head off while Trunks, on the other hand, was laying face down on the floor. On top of him, lying horizontally across his body and with her back against his, Pan held his neck in her left arm and one of his legs in her right, and was squeezing back with both turning him into a semi U shape.
"Come on say it," Pan laughed as she pulled her arms a little closer together, "Come on say Uncle, say Uncle."
"No...Never," Trunks grunted pulling harder against her arms trying to break free of the hold.
"Alright then, I can hold this position all night if I have to. All you have to do to get free is say...," Pan stopped speaking leaning her head back until she saw the upside down figures of her parents and Vegeta, "Oh, hi Vegeta."
"What, dad?" Trunks struggled to turn his head until he was far enough to see the others, "Oh, ah, hi dad. Umm normally I win our arguments so I decided to let Pan win this time."
"LET ME WIN," Pan growled pulling harder on Trunks causing him to gasp in surprise, "That's it, forget it, I'm not letting you go until you beg for mercy."
"Pan I told you no rough housing in the house," Gohan groaned, "now let Trunks go."
Pan hesitated for a second and then, unwillingly, did as she was told. Trunks got up brushing himself off as he walked over to the still laughing Goten. Trunks glanced at his friend "You know she's lucky she let go I was just about to make my move." Goten burst into yet another fit of laughter.
Gohan walked over to a desk and after flipping through some papers picked up a note pad with a number on it, "Ah here it is." He picked up the phone and began dialing the number.
As that was happening Vegeta glanced at Trunks through the corner of his eye, "Aren't you supposed to be at school right now?"
"What?" Trunks asked questioningly, "No we just had our finals three days ago. We're not going to have to worry about school again for awhile."
"Oh hi mom," Gohan said into the phone cutting off Vegeta's conversation, "it's me Gohan. Yes I'm fine. Ya. Ya. Oh ya those three have been hanging out together ever since school got out." Vegeta cleared his throat loudly, "Listen mom, is dad around? Eating? Do you think you could get him on the phone? Vegeta's here and wants to talk to him. Ok, I can hold for a second." Several seconds pass. "Hi dad, it's Gohan. What? I can barely hear you can you speak up?"
"Wow I'm amazed," Goten said causing everyone in the room but Gohan to look at him, "I mean I never knew dad knew how to use a phone."
"Oh, dad you're holding the phone upside down ya the end with the antenna should point up," everyone but Gohan does an anime style fall. "Good I can hear you now. Listen Vegeta is here and wants to talk to you."
Gohan hands Vegeta the phone, "Kakarot get down here right now I have something you need to see." Pause. "I DON'T CARE IF YOU'RE IN THE MIDDLE OF EATING GET YOUR SPICKY SUPER SAIYAN BUTT DOWN HERE RIGHT NOW." Vegeta growled hanging up the phone and tossed it back to Gohan, "He said he would be here soon but knowing Kakarot we won't see him for a week."
A loud whistling like sound came from nowhere followed by the appearance of Goku, with two fingers to his forehead of course, in the center of the room. His sudden appearance startled everyone in the building.
"Alright, alright, I'm here," Goku said turning to face Vegeta, "now what do you want."
Vegeta smiled pulling a small CD from out of his jacket, "This is what I wanted to show you."
Goku looked closer at the object, "Ok it's a CD. Can I go now?"
Vegeta growled yet again, "Idiot, no. I recorded a commercial transmission while I was in space. I think you'll find it just as interesting as I did." Walking over to the television, he placed the disk into the DVD player. A moment later the television flashed on showing a strange alien announcer holding a microphone *imagine a cross between Jeice and the World Tournament announcer (on second thought that's kind of a disturbing image)*.
"Welcome friends," the announcer said, "yes folks you all know it. It's that time of the year again. That's right it's time for the Noblrin Combat Tournament..."
"That's what was so important," Videl said slapping herself in the forehead, "leave it to you to get all excited just for some simple marshal arts competition." "Hummm," Goku said scratching his chin as the advertisement played on, "So Vegeta what kind of competition is it?"
Vegeta smiled seeing that Goku was already interested in the fight, "It's a very well known and prestigious competition. It takes place about once every three or four earth years. Anyone who has amassed wealth can sponsor a fighter to enter the tournament. The sponsors hope to win big while the fighters hope to be recognized as the best. The fights are usually to the death and will go on for days until there is only one fighter left. The last fighter is awarded handsomely for his achievement."
"To the death huh," Pan said glancing at Vegeta, "Sounds a little too violent for me. So did you know anyone who ever entered this competition before?"
"Yes," Vegeta's face turned cold, "Freeza, he fought in and won the competition a long time ago. It was the tournament that gave him his original fame."
"Well, you know, Vegeta," Goku said scratching his head, "it sounds fun and all but the to the death thing is a little too much for me. So sorry I'm going to have to sit this one out."
"You can't, besides I've already gotten the three of us signed up."
"Three of us?"
Yes, you, me, and Gohan."
"WHAT," Gohan gasped, "How did I get dragged into this?"
"I need the two of you to help me...." Vegeta paused for several seconds, "because I don't think I can win this tournament by myself." Everyone froze looking at Vegeta in shock. "It's not the tournament I'm interested in. Like I said the sponsors and the fighters are awarded greatly for winning. Every compotation a rare and valuable prize is given to the winner. Just see for yourself what the prize is this time and you'll have to join me." Vegeta turned back to the screen fast forwarding the commercial until he reached the desired spot.
"And folks," the announcer continued, "this year our prize literally one of a kind." The camera zoomed over to a darkened section of the stage. Suddenly the lights flashed on revealing a chained woman. With the sudden brightness the woman let out a growl and pulled against her chains to no avail trying to free herself. Seeing that her struggling would do her no good she settled down still glaring angrily at the screen. Her hair was long, spiky, and black; her clothes were tattered and ripped; and sticking from her back, long brown tail lashed angrily through the air. "This creature is truly a grand prize. The last of her kind, truly folks no others like her are still in existence. Given to us by an unknown donor, very well worth millions on the black market this year's prize is none other than the very last known Saiyan in existence."
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Author: *hiding behind a brick wall sporting many bumps and bruises* well, that's chapter 1 let me know what you think. I still haven't come up with a name for the Saiyan woman yet so if anyone has a good vegetable pun name for her let me know and I might use it. Oh and one last thing does anyone know any of Trunks', Pan's, or Goten's attacks and what they look like? If you do let me know so I can use them later on. Thanks all see you next chapter.
Chichi's voice- there he is behind the wall.
Author- Oh no not again. *screen goes black*
Bulma+ChiChi: WHO ARE YOU CALLING OLD *stare at the author with a dangerous look in their eyes*
Author: *gulp* well...umm....the story starts with Vegeta just finishes training on some insignificant planet that will never get mentioned again in the story when he gets a broadcast about an outer space tournament with a very interesting prize for the winner. *Glances around as Bulma and ChiChi (still angry about calling them old) start closing in on him while cracking their knuckles*. Ummmm...help. *screen goes black and instantly the sounds of hitting and breaking bones starts* OUCH OW AHHH OWW STOP NOT THERE...now that's just plain mean...UMPH. NO NOT THE JAW!!! *CRACK*
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Vegeta walked up the ramp into his Capsule Corp. space ship. His blue combat out fit was ripped and torn in various places and many scraps and gashes could be seen, although none had been deep enough to draw blood. Once inside he pressed a switch alongside the door causing the ramp to slide up, closing the ship to the outside world. Walking over to the pilot's seat he glanced once more out the main window at the world outside, a raged lifeless planet which was currently passing directly through an asteroid belt causing thousands of meteors to strike across the planet's surface. Not even bothering to sit down in the chair, Vegeta punched several buttons on one of the control panels. Seconds later the engine hummed to life and the large seed like craft shoot into space.
Vegeta watched out the window as the planet quickly disappeared from view. He rather liked the little planet for a training ground. Although its gravity was only about twenty-five times earth's, the planet's instability causes the land and climate to change rapidly, not to mention seventy percent of the planets orbit was in the middle of an asteroid field. These environmental hazards had more than made up for the lack of decent training gravity. Another reason he liked it is it was far from any civilized worlds, so when he felt himself getting too settled down on Earth he would come out there alone and get himself a little "unsettled". Although he usually went alone he had originally planed on taking Trunks with him this time, but Bulma complained saying Trunks was preparing for his finals at school or something like that and couldn't go gallivanting about the universe. So he had gone alone once again, after all she was one of only two people he could never win against in a fight.
Stretching slightly Vegeta turned away from the controls removing his shirt. A moment later Goku came out of the next room holding a wine bottle and wearing nothing but a smile....*whoops*......*wait wait wait HOLD IT!! Sorry everyone wrong story. Let's all just pretend this paragraph never existed OK? Sounds good.*
Stretching slightly Vegeta turned away from the controls removing his shirt revealing the many scars he had accumulated in his difficult life time. After tossing his discarded clothing in a random direction he walked over to yet another control panel and, after pressing even more buttons, a large screen came down from the ceiling. The screens flashed on and for a moment showed nothing but fuzz, but after only a few seconds it caught onto a signal and a strange show appeared on the screen (think alien soap opera :).
Vegeta had picked up the bad habit of watching TV after training when he had arrived on earth. Even in space when he was too far away to receive earth channels he discovered that the ship could pick up stations from other planets like the one currently on. He found himself getting more and more addicted to it, especially the old Japanese Kung fu movies, and now found himself wasting nearly twenty minutes a day watching shows. Although in this instance he wasn't interested in watching it, he simply wanted to hear some sort of sound.
Vegeta walked away from the television and into an adjoining room. After about a minute the sound of a shower could be heard. Fifteen minutes later the sound stopped and Vegeta came walking out of the room stalk naked except for a towel he was using to dry off his hair *this time it wasn't a mistake. I mean, come on, he's in space, alone, where no one can see him, so why should he be concerned about covering himself up? But for you shy types feel free to look away now I'll tell you when he puts some cloths on.*
Once done drying himself off completely, he tossed the towel back into the shower room and was about to make a b-line for the kitchen when something on the television caught his attention. He stood in front of the screen with his arms crossed over his chest watching with a half interested look on his face. Suddenly Vegeta's eyes went wide and his body stiffened *I said his body not his...oh never mind back to the story* in surprise.
"I don't believe it," Vegeta said walking closer to the screen. "Its not possible.is it?"
Quickly he ran over to the pilots controls. As he pressed the buttons rapidly, the ship jolted taking on a sudden one hundred and twenty degree course change and shoot off into space at full speed.
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Earth five days later *ok shy people it's safe to look again*
"Gohan, Pan, Trunks, Goten, come on in guys lunch is ready," Videl called from the steps of her house.
Gohan and the others, who had been playing a two on two game of football with modified rules for the Saiyan participants, stopped in mid play.
"Great, thanks Videl I'm starving," Goten said as he and Trunks took off for the house. They only made it half way to their destination when something reached out simultaneously tripping the two half Saiyans.
"Sorry guys," Pan laughed as she jumping over the two fallen bodies, "but second place second to eat."
"Oh that's it your dead," Trunks said jokingly. "Get her."
Trunks and Goten launched themselves after Pan catching up to her moments before they entered the house.
"Hay you three," Gohan, who was taking a somewhat slower course to the house, said as the trio entered the house, "no rough housing in the house. I don't want anything broken in there."
Videl walked over to Gohan as he approached the door wrapping her arms around his neck giving him a quick kiss, "Don't worry about them they know better, especially after last time. Oh, that right your boss called and was wondering when you would have that..Gohan? Are you listening to me?"
Gohan stood still staring up at the sky for several seconds before he realized what she was saying, "Oh...sorry Videl. I was just thinking we're probably going to have some more company coming."
"What?" She asked glancing up at the sky. At first she didn't see anything, but a glint of light off something metallic high in the sky caught here attention. As the two stood the object quickly grew from a tiny speck into the large rounded shape of a Capsule Corp. space ship. The ship's landing gear came down as it neared the planet and the engines kicked up dirt and debris along the ground forcing the two to cover their eyes with the back of their arms. Landing with a THUNK, the ship settled down cutting its engines. The ramp slid open as Vegeta, now wearing a red shirt with black pants and a black jacket, stepped out of the pod.
Vegeta walked over glancing at Gohan, "Where is Kakarot?"
"Well, nice to see you to," Gohan said, "you know you could have landed somewhere else besides the yard. I mean, we just had the place landscaped and now it's going to have landing gear imprints."
"I don't have time for idle chatter," Vegeta growled impatiently, "just answer the question."
"Shesh, alright. Umm let's see where did dad go," Gohan wondered scratching his head in thought.
"Isn't he still at Uub's village training," Videl answered after a moment of silence, "Oh ya that's right ChiChi said she was going down to visit him since he could never find the time to go home. She left us her cell phone number incase we needed to get a hold of her while she was gone. Come in side I'll call her up for you."
Vegeta nodded in agreement and the tri walked for the house. Upon entering they stopped at the sight in the middle of the living room. Goten was lying on the couch laughing his head off while Trunks, on the other hand, was laying face down on the floor. On top of him, lying horizontally across his body and with her back against his, Pan held his neck in her left arm and one of his legs in her right, and was squeezing back with both turning him into a semi U shape.
"Come on say it," Pan laughed as she pulled her arms a little closer together, "Come on say Uncle, say Uncle."
"No...Never," Trunks grunted pulling harder against her arms trying to break free of the hold.
"Alright then, I can hold this position all night if I have to. All you have to do to get free is say...," Pan stopped speaking leaning her head back until she saw the upside down figures of her parents and Vegeta, "Oh, hi Vegeta."
"What, dad?" Trunks struggled to turn his head until he was far enough to see the others, "Oh, ah, hi dad. Umm normally I win our arguments so I decided to let Pan win this time."
"LET ME WIN," Pan growled pulling harder on Trunks causing him to gasp in surprise, "That's it, forget it, I'm not letting you go until you beg for mercy."
"Pan I told you no rough housing in the house," Gohan groaned, "now let Trunks go."
Pan hesitated for a second and then, unwillingly, did as she was told. Trunks got up brushing himself off as he walked over to the still laughing Goten. Trunks glanced at his friend "You know she's lucky she let go I was just about to make my move." Goten burst into yet another fit of laughter.
Gohan walked over to a desk and after flipping through some papers picked up a note pad with a number on it, "Ah here it is." He picked up the phone and began dialing the number.
As that was happening Vegeta glanced at Trunks through the corner of his eye, "Aren't you supposed to be at school right now?"
"What?" Trunks asked questioningly, "No we just had our finals three days ago. We're not going to have to worry about school again for awhile."
"Oh hi mom," Gohan said into the phone cutting off Vegeta's conversation, "it's me Gohan. Yes I'm fine. Ya. Ya. Oh ya those three have been hanging out together ever since school got out." Vegeta cleared his throat loudly, "Listen mom, is dad around? Eating? Do you think you could get him on the phone? Vegeta's here and wants to talk to him. Ok, I can hold for a second." Several seconds pass. "Hi dad, it's Gohan. What? I can barely hear you can you speak up?"
"Wow I'm amazed," Goten said causing everyone in the room but Gohan to look at him, "I mean I never knew dad knew how to use a phone."
"Oh, dad you're holding the phone upside down ya the end with the antenna should point up," everyone but Gohan does an anime style fall. "Good I can hear you now. Listen Vegeta is here and wants to talk to you."
Gohan hands Vegeta the phone, "Kakarot get down here right now I have something you need to see." Pause. "I DON'T CARE IF YOU'RE IN THE MIDDLE OF EATING GET YOUR SPICKY SUPER SAIYAN BUTT DOWN HERE RIGHT NOW." Vegeta growled hanging up the phone and tossed it back to Gohan, "He said he would be here soon but knowing Kakarot we won't see him for a week."
A loud whistling like sound came from nowhere followed by the appearance of Goku, with two fingers to his forehead of course, in the center of the room. His sudden appearance startled everyone in the building.
"Alright, alright, I'm here," Goku said turning to face Vegeta, "now what do you want."
Vegeta smiled pulling a small CD from out of his jacket, "This is what I wanted to show you."
Goku looked closer at the object, "Ok it's a CD. Can I go now?"
Vegeta growled yet again, "Idiot, no. I recorded a commercial transmission while I was in space. I think you'll find it just as interesting as I did." Walking over to the television, he placed the disk into the DVD player. A moment later the television flashed on showing a strange alien announcer holding a microphone *imagine a cross between Jeice and the World Tournament announcer (on second thought that's kind of a disturbing image)*.
"Welcome friends," the announcer said, "yes folks you all know it. It's that time of the year again. That's right it's time for the Noblrin Combat Tournament..."
"That's what was so important," Videl said slapping herself in the forehead, "leave it to you to get all excited just for some simple marshal arts competition." "Hummm," Goku said scratching his chin as the advertisement played on, "So Vegeta what kind of competition is it?"
Vegeta smiled seeing that Goku was already interested in the fight, "It's a very well known and prestigious competition. It takes place about once every three or four earth years. Anyone who has amassed wealth can sponsor a fighter to enter the tournament. The sponsors hope to win big while the fighters hope to be recognized as the best. The fights are usually to the death and will go on for days until there is only one fighter left. The last fighter is awarded handsomely for his achievement."
"To the death huh," Pan said glancing at Vegeta, "Sounds a little too violent for me. So did you know anyone who ever entered this competition before?"
"Yes," Vegeta's face turned cold, "Freeza, he fought in and won the competition a long time ago. It was the tournament that gave him his original fame."
"Well, you know, Vegeta," Goku said scratching his head, "it sounds fun and all but the to the death thing is a little too much for me. So sorry I'm going to have to sit this one out."
"You can't, besides I've already gotten the three of us signed up."
"Three of us?"
Yes, you, me, and Gohan."
"WHAT," Gohan gasped, "How did I get dragged into this?"
"I need the two of you to help me...." Vegeta paused for several seconds, "because I don't think I can win this tournament by myself." Everyone froze looking at Vegeta in shock. "It's not the tournament I'm interested in. Like I said the sponsors and the fighters are awarded greatly for winning. Every compotation a rare and valuable prize is given to the winner. Just see for yourself what the prize is this time and you'll have to join me." Vegeta turned back to the screen fast forwarding the commercial until he reached the desired spot.
"And folks," the announcer continued, "this year our prize literally one of a kind." The camera zoomed over to a darkened section of the stage. Suddenly the lights flashed on revealing a chained woman. With the sudden brightness the woman let out a growl and pulled against her chains to no avail trying to free herself. Seeing that her struggling would do her no good she settled down still glaring angrily at the screen. Her hair was long, spiky, and black; her clothes were tattered and ripped; and sticking from her back, long brown tail lashed angrily through the air. "This creature is truly a grand prize. The last of her kind, truly folks no others like her are still in existence. Given to us by an unknown donor, very well worth millions on the black market this year's prize is none other than the very last known Saiyan in existence."
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Author: *hiding behind a brick wall sporting many bumps and bruises* well, that's chapter 1 let me know what you think. I still haven't come up with a name for the Saiyan woman yet so if anyone has a good vegetable pun name for her let me know and I might use it. Oh and one last thing does anyone know any of Trunks', Pan's, or Goten's attacks and what they look like? If you do let me know so I can use them later on. Thanks all see you next chapter.
Chichi's voice- there he is behind the wall.
Author- Oh no not again. *screen goes black*