1 Chapter Two
Turles and Bardock were out in a field while Radditz was back in school. "Turles, this will be the last time you train with me, you're old enough now you can enlist and start your actual combat training, so if you do want to enlist now's the time to do it, unless you want to be a coward who doesn't become a warrior," Bardock shuddered at the thought of someone in his family not being a warrior. "No way uncle! I want to be in the guard!" "Your father would be proud, I'll take you over tomorrow, but for now…EEEYAAAAA!" Bardock fired a blast of ki at Turles, not large enough to do damage to the boy, but he yelled just for dramatics. Turles dodged and fired a blast of his own, Bardock took the hit and gasped a little bit. The two engaged in hand-to-hand combat, both laughing enjoying themselves, Bardock obviously going easy on his nephew. Bardock eased up and Turles landed several punches. "ugh….ah you win Turles, let's go get your cousin," Bardock smiled, trying to hide that one blow to his face actually hurt. After getting Radditz, the three saiya-jins went out for lunch. "So you're leaving? I was wanting to use some of my newer techniques on you!" Radditz said disappointingly. "heh, don't worry little cousin, I'll be back after my guard training is over," Turles laughed at the idea of his cousin ever standing a chance against him.
The next day Turles was awake at 6 in the morning, he ended up waking Radditz and Bardock up, who really didn't mind but acted angry towards his nephew. After dropping Radditz off at class, Bardock took Turles over to the enlistment office. Turles stuck close to his uncle as he looked around at all the aliens that were in the room. Bardock took Turles up to one of the desks, where a large reptilian alien sat. "Bardock…has your son finally reached the age to start his military career?" the strange looking alien said rather heartily. "Actually this is my nephew, but yes, he is ready to go to work." "Well then, what do you want to be in little man? Or are you a typical saiya-jin who just wants to pick the job where you get to kill the most? Eh? Heh," the man chuckled a bit as he brought up some forms on his computer terminal. "The royal guard! I want to be in the royal guard!" Turles spoke confidently, having learned to hide any fears he may have. "Do you think you can be strong enough to guard the royal family at all costs?" "If I am not strong enough then I will train until I am!" Turles practically yelled at the man. "He is a confident little bastard, just like his father, very well, say your goodbyes if you must and follow me, you start today," the big alien typed some things on his computer and walked to a doorway and stood there, waiting for Turles. "Well Turles, it's what you wanted, do your best kid, make me proud kid, when your training is over you can still live over there at my apartment if you'd like," Bardock smiled a bit, keeping his voice down so as not to sound sentimental around all those aliens. "Uncle, thanks… for everything, the training, and taking me in in general after my parents died." Before Bardock could say anything, Turles was running over to the alien receptionist. "That kid is gonna be stronger then me if I don't watch out."
Turles and Bardock were out in a field while Radditz was back in school. "Turles, this will be the last time you train with me, you're old enough now you can enlist and start your actual combat training, so if you do want to enlist now's the time to do it, unless you want to be a coward who doesn't become a warrior," Bardock shuddered at the thought of someone in his family not being a warrior. "No way uncle! I want to be in the guard!" "Your father would be proud, I'll take you over tomorrow, but for now…EEEYAAAAA!" Bardock fired a blast of ki at Turles, not large enough to do damage to the boy, but he yelled just for dramatics. Turles dodged and fired a blast of his own, Bardock took the hit and gasped a little bit. The two engaged in hand-to-hand combat, both laughing enjoying themselves, Bardock obviously going easy on his nephew. Bardock eased up and Turles landed several punches. "ugh….ah you win Turles, let's go get your cousin," Bardock smiled, trying to hide that one blow to his face actually hurt. After getting Radditz, the three saiya-jins went out for lunch. "So you're leaving? I was wanting to use some of my newer techniques on you!" Radditz said disappointingly. "heh, don't worry little cousin, I'll be back after my guard training is over," Turles laughed at the idea of his cousin ever standing a chance against him.
The next day Turles was awake at 6 in the morning, he ended up waking Radditz and Bardock up, who really didn't mind but acted angry towards his nephew. After dropping Radditz off at class, Bardock took Turles over to the enlistment office. Turles stuck close to his uncle as he looked around at all the aliens that were in the room. Bardock took Turles up to one of the desks, where a large reptilian alien sat. "Bardock…has your son finally reached the age to start his military career?" the strange looking alien said rather heartily. "Actually this is my nephew, but yes, he is ready to go to work." "Well then, what do you want to be in little man? Or are you a typical saiya-jin who just wants to pick the job where you get to kill the most? Eh? Heh," the man chuckled a bit as he brought up some forms on his computer terminal. "The royal guard! I want to be in the royal guard!" Turles spoke confidently, having learned to hide any fears he may have. "Do you think you can be strong enough to guard the royal family at all costs?" "If I am not strong enough then I will train until I am!" Turles practically yelled at the man. "He is a confident little bastard, just like his father, very well, say your goodbyes if you must and follow me, you start today," the big alien typed some things on his computer and walked to a doorway and stood there, waiting for Turles. "Well Turles, it's what you wanted, do your best kid, make me proud kid, when your training is over you can still live over there at my apartment if you'd like," Bardock smiled a bit, keeping his voice down so as not to sound sentimental around all those aliens. "Uncle, thanks… for everything, the training, and taking me in in general after my parents died." Before Bardock could say anything, Turles was running over to the alien receptionist. "That kid is gonna be stronger then me if I don't watch out."