Ch 9 Pt 2
Trunks fell hard to the ground. Looking up, he saw the five saiyans surrounding him. He willed his body to get up and defeat these saiyans no matter the cost, but his body was betraying him as fell to back to the ground.
"Say goodbye—
"I don't think so," said Vegeta as he blasted Nappa into a building.
"Trunks, are you all right?" asked Gohan as he helped him up.
"Yeah sure you both came just in time."
Nappa came out of the building more mad then ever. "Vegeta."
"You're embarrassing yourself Nappa. You know you can't win and whoever brought you back has clearly lost their mind."
"I will kill you no matter the cost. Do you hear me?" Nappa yelled.
"There's no need to shout. Lets get this over with," said Vegeta as Gohan and Trunks stood beside him.
"Trunks, are you sure you're up for this?" asked Gohan.
"Would you stop babying my son. You sound like his mother. My son will fight."
"Well," Trunks smiled, "you heard the man."
The battle raged on as Vegeta took on Nappa while Gohan and Trunks took on the four soldiers. Goten was keeping a close on the battle to make sure if he was needed, that he could intervene but that would mean leaving Bulma vulnerable. He couldn't do that but suddenly he sensed a dark energy nearby. When he looked behind him, he could see in the distance a hooded figure.
"Goten, do you see that?"
"Yes, and it's nothing good," he said as they watched the figure coming closer. "Whatever it is, it feels like darkness, violence, coldness, and pure evil."
"You speak out of line boy."
Goten was surprised to see the hooded figure before them. "Who are you?"
"How dare you speak to me third class saiyan? You will bow before your King."
"King?"
Before Goten could do anything, he felt a strong arm on his shoulder, crushing the bones beneath the skin. All he could do was scream out in pure agony as he felt the King forcibly kneel him to the ground.
"Goten!" said Bulma.
Goten tried to get free from the King but was having a hard time as pain spread throughout his body. He took a deep breath in and then out before he forced his body against the King's hand. Gathering his energy, he transformed and knocked the King away from him.
"So there is fight in you third class? It's no matter. You will die."
"I don't think so."
"Grandson we meet at last."
"You won't kill him. You'll have to go through me first," said Trunks.
"Well it wouldn't be the first time I killed a family member."
Bulma's eyes widened. "What are you talking about?"
"It's none of their concern father," said Vegeta. "You and me are going to end this now."
King Vegeta laughed. "You—you're going to kill me."
"We just killed Nappa and your pathetic saiyans you call warriors, and I'm powerful than you can ever imagine. You will die for your betrayal. You gave our planet and our warriors to Frieza to do with what he wished. You are no King in my eyes!"
"We all do what we must son."
"Not good enough."
The battle between father and son raged on as Bulma, Gohan, Trunks, and Goten watched. Trunks looked away for a moment to see Goten trying to ease his injury. He walked over to his friend and smiled at him. "Need help with your arm?"
"Ye—yeah I think it's out of the its socket."
"Ready?"
"Yeah. OW!" Goten screamed. "Trunks!"
"What? You said you were ready," he smirked. He sighed. "Hey Goten."
"Yeah."
"I'm sorry I've been avoiding you lately. I—
"Apology accepted Trunks," he said as Trunks' hand rested on his back. He felt happy and hopeful that their friendship could get back on track.