Chapter 2, hope you enjoy it, still awaiting my first review for better or worse so R&R svp… just not in French
I do not own the dragonball franchise please who do you take me for
Evan's father watched his son as he squared off with a black belt, he could see where his tail squirmed uncomfortably under his clothing, he remembered that he had to teach Evan to control his tails sensations. He checked his scouter, hidden inside the shell of a digital camera. "hmm Evans at 207 relaxed, not bad" he pointed it at his opponent "156 pretty good, for a human" he smirked " still doesn't stand a chance" he pointed it at Sara and he Thought "wow 235 if I didn't know any better I'd say she was a sayian"
Evan and the black belt started circling waiting for each other's first move. The black belt struck first launching a powerful kick at Evan's head which he easily blocked and countered with a knee to his side. The black belt broke off, and backed up a couple of steps, holding his side, and wincing. He came back and started rapidly punching his son, or would of had his son not been blocking at such a high speed that human eyes were no longer able to track punches "Evan's power level is at 267 and the other is at 245" he whispered to his wife. She nodded as the blur of fists continued.
Suddenly the fight stopped. Evan seemingly Disappeared and reappeared right behind the ailing martial artist a delivered a two handed blow to his back sending him flying out of the fighting area. A ref stood with his son and raised his hand "ring out! Evan wins!" and there was an applause. Evan stepped down and ran to him "I won dad!" Evan yelled victories He noticed several bruises on his body " glad to see it wasn't totally one sided" he replied with a chuckle "let go check on him and see if he's ok" Jorge said " ok dad" was the reply
They walked over to the prone form of his opponent being tended by some medical personnel. "Hey you ok", "yea just a couple of bruises" he groaned "you were outstanding out there, from what I saw you almost met him blow for blow." "Yeah but almost can get your ass kicked". "Too true, what's your name"? "Devon" "mines Evan" his son said happily "Sara's about to start let's get back"
"Yeah let's go Sara!" Evan yelled" Sara adopted an aggressive stance as did her opponent "I'm warning you, this is going to Hurt you" said the girl Sara was facing " good luck with that" Sara replied to that with a smirk that normally only a sayian would give before a fight. "This is too weird" he thought. He checked the scouter. 237 for Sara and 203 for her opponent "there power levels are close; this should be good" he smirked again.
The ref said "begin!" The two of them rushed each other and landed blows on each other's face. Sara recovered and sent a high kick into her opponents shoulder, sending her tumbling to the edge of the ring. She stood up and looked at Sara with eerie smile and wiped a trickle of blood from her nose "nice hit, too bad it was in VAIN!" she clenched her fists and started to concentrate. A red aura started flickering around her as she started humming. "Sara! HIT HER NOW!" Evan yelled. Sara snapped out of the trance she was in and started rushing her target and kicked her with all her force and her opponent went flying into the wall, destroying a good chunk of it "ring out! , Sara wins!" YEAH! Evan yelled in glee as they embraced in joy
The martial arts trainer walked up on the arena floor "Congratulations you two, you have exceeded my expectations and I would like to extend an offer to train you two personally along with you Devon, you showed allot of skill in fighting Evan. Now who would like to see our two winners square off with each other?" a wild cheer of "hell yes" echoed throughout the building
Evan looked at Sara and said "I'm looking forward to it" not trying to hide his sayian lust of battle. Sara smiled with a playful glint in her eyes "you sure you can keep up" "of course I can" he said as they stepped into the ring. "Are you Evans father?" asked the martial arts teacher "yes, Jorge" and he held out his hand. The Man in his late 30's grasped his hand in a firm handshake. "let me just express my gratitude for you to do this with my son", "after I saw your son and his friend fighting it was easy may I ask, where did he learn it?","from me" "they seem to look forward to the prospect of fighting each other" the trainer stated "I wouldn't expect any less" Jorge said "from a sayian" he mentally added. The man pondered this then he said" by the way, you don't have to hide your energy level metre "wait wha… how do you know" the trainer turned towards him and gave him an all knowing wink. "ahhh ok then" Jorge took apart the plastic shell and extracted the white object from it, then he fitted the clear lens over his eye and pressed the only button and the power levels were: Evan 285, Sara 285
And there it is, got some fighting in, and some playful rivalry and promises of a more intense fight in the next chapter throw in some (a lot) food and it would be the sayian dream chapter
Well that's all from here R&R and until I update again good day