Author's Notes:
No, I'm not dead.
Thanks to everyone reviewed my other fic, Unknown Bond - it got 60 reviews! I took it down
though because I didn't think I could go anywhere else with it, I was having a huge problem
along the lines of a plot...heh heh. I think I'll revise it and work it out.
Chapter 2 Begins....
Goku appeared, with Gohan and Vegeta, just outside of a scorched clearing. The trees
had been knocked down, and there were little space pods scattered around. The pods
were slightly different from the Saiyan pods, but they were space pods nonetheless.
"Well?," Vegeta said gruffly, folding his arms across his chest and looking around.
"We have to find their leader," Goku said calmly.
"Well you found him."
The three Saiyans looked to where the reply had come from. A weird looking creature
proudly stood before them. He resembled a human, but had some sort of gills on his face,
as did the group of others standing behind him. Goku and Gohan were surprised to find
that he wore armor that was very similar to the Saiyan armor - but Vegeta was not.
Before anyone could say anything though, Vegeta interrupted in a low voice that only Goku
and Gohan could hear.
"Don't let them know who we are - no names, no race," Vegeta said quietly to both of them.
"Why not?" Gohan asked.
"Don't question me," Vegeta growled under his breath.
"Whatever you say, Vegeta," Goku added tiredly. He was used to Vegeta's inflamed ego.
He wondered what was running through that proud saiyan's head at that moment. But he
and Gohan shrugged and went with whatever Vegeta was planning, but made mental notes
to ask him why he wanted them to conceal this information later.
"And keep your power as that of a weakling like Yamcha's would be," Vegeta commanded
again. Goku and Gohan lowered their power slightly so that they would appear to be average
human fighters.
"Why are you here on our planet?," Goku asked. He wasn't looking to start a fight,
though his veins itched for it. No, he was a peaceful person and fought only when he had
to. He kept a cool head at all times, unlike a certain Prince Vegeta.
"If you must know," the creature said arrogantly, "We enjoy destroying the weak. They
do no good for anyone, they just manage to create more weaklings for the universe to
waste space on. They're unnecessary....and fun to kill. Also, this planet has an abundance of
resources and land for our people."
"Well we're not weak," Gohan stated plainly.
"Is that a challenge?," the creature snapped, getting into a battle stance.
"No," Vegeta said quickly. All eyes turned to him. It wasn't like the Saiyan Prince to
turn down a battle....let alone any normal saiyan. He continued, "In one week we will
fight."
"One week?," the creature asked.
"One week?!," Gohan and Goku repeated in unison and disbelief. They didn't know what
Vegeta had planned out in his complicated, impenetrable mind, but it definitely was unlike
him to do things like this.
"Our army vs. yours," Vegeta said lightly and casually to the creature. Whatever was
going on in his Saiyan mind was really killing Gohan and Goku, because they had no idea
what he was doing and they were itching to fight and curious to what he was doing as
well.
The creature cocked his head and studied Vegeta for a few moments. "Ha. Well we'll
see. One week. Over in those fields back there."
Vegeta nodded and flew off. Goku and Gohan wanted to fly after him, but there was one
more thing that had to be taken care of. "Listen," Goku said gravely, "stay around here.
You can't destroy anyone or anything. Got it?"
"Is that a challenge?," the creature mocked what he had done earlier as he snapped and
got into a battle stance. Goku and Gohan exchanged glances and rolled their eyes as they
flew off. These aliens were pretty arrogant, and defeating them was going to feel really
good...if they could do it, that is. They caught up to Vegeta after a few moments.
Surprisingly, he had stopped in the air and had been waiting for them to return. Goku and
Gohan looked at him expectantly as Vegeta looked back in the direction that he had come
from.
"I'm surprised they didn't recognize me," he said, almost wistfully.
"Who were they, Vegeta?," Goku asked patiently. Finally Vegeta looked at them.
"Some of Frieza's most loyal henchmen. Bastards, every one of them. They're called
Kryns. Saiyans feared them because of their power and pledged their loyalty out of fear
for their lives, and still others pledged their loyalty because of the promise of the good life
and a good mate....or many."
"But didn't they have to be loyal to King Vegeta?," Gohan asked.
"That was their first loyalty. But when not in presence of the king OR prince, and instead
in the presence of the Kryns while on a mission, then that was who their allegiance went to
for that time," Vegeta answered.
"Why exactly were they bastards?," Gohan asked.
"And why have they come here?," Goku added.
Vegeta was beginning to get irritated at how many questions they were asking, but he
decided to take a deep, calming breath, as Bulma had taught him, and continued, "Any
saiyan woman not on Vegeta-sei was raped within 3 seconds of her sighting. They torched
houses for the hell of it. They destroyed things for kicks. Vegeta-sei was a mess after their
little drunken midnight parties. They were never stopped though, because Frieza would
intervene and stand up for them. And to answer your question, Kakarot, I don't know or care
why they came here of all places. I just want them to be killed by our saiyan hands."
They landed at Capsule Corp. and continued to talk as everyone ran out to them to find
out what had happened.
"I want all of us saiyans to take them out," Vegeta said to Gohan and Goku. Trunks,
Goten, and Pan's eyes lit up as they stood around their fathers and listened. Their fathers,
however, didn't notice or perhaps ignored them as they talked.
"That's okay then," Gohan said, "You, me, my father, Goten and Trunks should be more
than enough to beat them."
"Pan can fight too," Vegeta said casually, thinking that Gohan had forgotten her or
something.
"No," Gohan said quickly, "she can't." Vegeta quirked an eyebrow at Gohan.
"Yes," Pan spoke up loudly, "I *can*."
"Pan," Gohan said, turning to her, "I don't want you to get hurt, okay? Just stay here
and-"
"Gohan!," Chichi scolded, "I'm surprised at you! You didn't like it when I held you back
from fighting when you were a boy! And now you're doing it to your own daughter?"
Chichi wondered if she would regret saying that, but she and Videl had soon come to
understand what Bulma had said earlier about their Saiyan blood.
"Mo-oom," Gohan pleaded, knowing that Pan didn't exactly know that information and
would now never let him hear the end of it, "Stay out of this!"
"Dad?," Pan exclaimed, "You're a hypocrite!"
"Pan, I'm sorry, but you are NOT fighting! I won't allow it, and-" Gohan was cut off by
Vegeta.
"She's a Saiyan. Therefore she can fight."
"And just what makes you think that it is in your jurisdiction?!," Gohan asked angrily.
"There is a 'Prince' before the 'Vegeta'," he replied smugly, "therefore making me 'Prince
Vegeta'."
"Then what about Bra? She can't fight," Gohan pointed out.
"Then she won't fight," Vegeta said curtly.
"You ca-,"
"Then she WON'T fight." Vegeta shot a death glare at Gohan that shut him up for the
moment. Vegeta continued. "We have one week to prepare - 'we' as in Trunks, Goku,
Gohan, Goten, Pan, and myself," he paused as shot Gohan another look. "One week.
We'll have a different training partner each day. Goku and I will decide on them.
Training starts tomorrow."
Pan smiled triumphantly and had a quiet celebration with Goten and Trunks. It was the
first time that all three would be able to go into battle together. The last time Pan had
fought a battle with Trunks was when she was 14. She couldn't remember a time when she
ever really got to fight with Goten. Now they were all older and they had been afraid that their
next battle would come when they were wrinkly and in their 80's. Pan was already eighteen,
Bra was nineteen, Goten was twenty-two, and Trunks was twenty-three. They couldn't wait for
the battle to begin....they were saiyans, afterall.
Everyone turned as they heard the door to Capsule Corp. open and Bulma walked outside.
She had her eyes closed and she was rubbing her temples - she looked very annoyed and
frustrated. She stopped when she saw Vegeta and clung to him for a minute. He seemed
a little bit uncomfortable and gruff but didn't say anything to her. Finally she looked at
everyone and sighed.
"Ugh, this is a disaster," she began...................
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Sorry for not getting this chapter out sooner, but I've been busy. (suuure I have...)
Umm....yeah.
So anyway, I'm going to work on this story as much as I can. I have it outlined in a
notebook so I know EXACTLY what I'm doing...but not exactly.
Umm....yeah.
Okay, Please review! I would really appreciate it, I want to know if everyone likes it or if
I should scrap it.
No, I'm not dead.
Thanks to everyone reviewed my other fic, Unknown Bond - it got 60 reviews! I took it down
though because I didn't think I could go anywhere else with it, I was having a huge problem
along the lines of a plot...heh heh. I think I'll revise it and work it out.
Chapter 2 Begins....
Goku appeared, with Gohan and Vegeta, just outside of a scorched clearing. The trees
had been knocked down, and there were little space pods scattered around. The pods
were slightly different from the Saiyan pods, but they were space pods nonetheless.
"Well?," Vegeta said gruffly, folding his arms across his chest and looking around.
"We have to find their leader," Goku said calmly.
"Well you found him."
The three Saiyans looked to where the reply had come from. A weird looking creature
proudly stood before them. He resembled a human, but had some sort of gills on his face,
as did the group of others standing behind him. Goku and Gohan were surprised to find
that he wore armor that was very similar to the Saiyan armor - but Vegeta was not.
Before anyone could say anything though, Vegeta interrupted in a low voice that only Goku
and Gohan could hear.
"Don't let them know who we are - no names, no race," Vegeta said quietly to both of them.
"Why not?" Gohan asked.
"Don't question me," Vegeta growled under his breath.
"Whatever you say, Vegeta," Goku added tiredly. He was used to Vegeta's inflamed ego.
He wondered what was running through that proud saiyan's head at that moment. But he
and Gohan shrugged and went with whatever Vegeta was planning, but made mental notes
to ask him why he wanted them to conceal this information later.
"And keep your power as that of a weakling like Yamcha's would be," Vegeta commanded
again. Goku and Gohan lowered their power slightly so that they would appear to be average
human fighters.
"Why are you here on our planet?," Goku asked. He wasn't looking to start a fight,
though his veins itched for it. No, he was a peaceful person and fought only when he had
to. He kept a cool head at all times, unlike a certain Prince Vegeta.
"If you must know," the creature said arrogantly, "We enjoy destroying the weak. They
do no good for anyone, they just manage to create more weaklings for the universe to
waste space on. They're unnecessary....and fun to kill. Also, this planet has an abundance of
resources and land for our people."
"Well we're not weak," Gohan stated plainly.
"Is that a challenge?," the creature snapped, getting into a battle stance.
"No," Vegeta said quickly. All eyes turned to him. It wasn't like the Saiyan Prince to
turn down a battle....let alone any normal saiyan. He continued, "In one week we will
fight."
"One week?," the creature asked.
"One week?!," Gohan and Goku repeated in unison and disbelief. They didn't know what
Vegeta had planned out in his complicated, impenetrable mind, but it definitely was unlike
him to do things like this.
"Our army vs. yours," Vegeta said lightly and casually to the creature. Whatever was
going on in his Saiyan mind was really killing Gohan and Goku, because they had no idea
what he was doing and they were itching to fight and curious to what he was doing as
well.
The creature cocked his head and studied Vegeta for a few moments. "Ha. Well we'll
see. One week. Over in those fields back there."
Vegeta nodded and flew off. Goku and Gohan wanted to fly after him, but there was one
more thing that had to be taken care of. "Listen," Goku said gravely, "stay around here.
You can't destroy anyone or anything. Got it?"
"Is that a challenge?," the creature mocked what he had done earlier as he snapped and
got into a battle stance. Goku and Gohan exchanged glances and rolled their eyes as they
flew off. These aliens were pretty arrogant, and defeating them was going to feel really
good...if they could do it, that is. They caught up to Vegeta after a few moments.
Surprisingly, he had stopped in the air and had been waiting for them to return. Goku and
Gohan looked at him expectantly as Vegeta looked back in the direction that he had come
from.
"I'm surprised they didn't recognize me," he said, almost wistfully.
"Who were they, Vegeta?," Goku asked patiently. Finally Vegeta looked at them.
"Some of Frieza's most loyal henchmen. Bastards, every one of them. They're called
Kryns. Saiyans feared them because of their power and pledged their loyalty out of fear
for their lives, and still others pledged their loyalty because of the promise of the good life
and a good mate....or many."
"But didn't they have to be loyal to King Vegeta?," Gohan asked.
"That was their first loyalty. But when not in presence of the king OR prince, and instead
in the presence of the Kryns while on a mission, then that was who their allegiance went to
for that time," Vegeta answered.
"Why exactly were they bastards?," Gohan asked.
"And why have they come here?," Goku added.
Vegeta was beginning to get irritated at how many questions they were asking, but he
decided to take a deep, calming breath, as Bulma had taught him, and continued, "Any
saiyan woman not on Vegeta-sei was raped within 3 seconds of her sighting. They torched
houses for the hell of it. They destroyed things for kicks. Vegeta-sei was a mess after their
little drunken midnight parties. They were never stopped though, because Frieza would
intervene and stand up for them. And to answer your question, Kakarot, I don't know or care
why they came here of all places. I just want them to be killed by our saiyan hands."
They landed at Capsule Corp. and continued to talk as everyone ran out to them to find
out what had happened.
"I want all of us saiyans to take them out," Vegeta said to Gohan and Goku. Trunks,
Goten, and Pan's eyes lit up as they stood around their fathers and listened. Their fathers,
however, didn't notice or perhaps ignored them as they talked.
"That's okay then," Gohan said, "You, me, my father, Goten and Trunks should be more
than enough to beat them."
"Pan can fight too," Vegeta said casually, thinking that Gohan had forgotten her or
something.
"No," Gohan said quickly, "she can't." Vegeta quirked an eyebrow at Gohan.
"Yes," Pan spoke up loudly, "I *can*."
"Pan," Gohan said, turning to her, "I don't want you to get hurt, okay? Just stay here
and-"
"Gohan!," Chichi scolded, "I'm surprised at you! You didn't like it when I held you back
from fighting when you were a boy! And now you're doing it to your own daughter?"
Chichi wondered if she would regret saying that, but she and Videl had soon come to
understand what Bulma had said earlier about their Saiyan blood.
"Mo-oom," Gohan pleaded, knowing that Pan didn't exactly know that information and
would now never let him hear the end of it, "Stay out of this!"
"Dad?," Pan exclaimed, "You're a hypocrite!"
"Pan, I'm sorry, but you are NOT fighting! I won't allow it, and-" Gohan was cut off by
Vegeta.
"She's a Saiyan. Therefore she can fight."
"And just what makes you think that it is in your jurisdiction?!," Gohan asked angrily.
"There is a 'Prince' before the 'Vegeta'," he replied smugly, "therefore making me 'Prince
Vegeta'."
"Then what about Bra? She can't fight," Gohan pointed out.
"Then she won't fight," Vegeta said curtly.
"You ca-,"
"Then she WON'T fight." Vegeta shot a death glare at Gohan that shut him up for the
moment. Vegeta continued. "We have one week to prepare - 'we' as in Trunks, Goku,
Gohan, Goten, Pan, and myself," he paused as shot Gohan another look. "One week.
We'll have a different training partner each day. Goku and I will decide on them.
Training starts tomorrow."
Pan smiled triumphantly and had a quiet celebration with Goten and Trunks. It was the
first time that all three would be able to go into battle together. The last time Pan had
fought a battle with Trunks was when she was 14. She couldn't remember a time when she
ever really got to fight with Goten. Now they were all older and they had been afraid that their
next battle would come when they were wrinkly and in their 80's. Pan was already eighteen,
Bra was nineteen, Goten was twenty-two, and Trunks was twenty-three. They couldn't wait for
the battle to begin....they were saiyans, afterall.
Everyone turned as they heard the door to Capsule Corp. open and Bulma walked outside.
She had her eyes closed and she was rubbing her temples - she looked very annoyed and
frustrated. She stopped when she saw Vegeta and clung to him for a minute. He seemed
a little bit uncomfortable and gruff but didn't say anything to her. Finally she looked at
everyone and sighed.
"Ugh, this is a disaster," she began...................
________________________________________________________________________
Sorry for not getting this chapter out sooner, but I've been busy. (suuure I have...)
Umm....yeah.
So anyway, I'm going to work on this story as much as I can. I have it outlined in a
notebook so I know EXACTLY what I'm doing...but not exactly.
Umm....yeah.
Okay, Please review! I would really appreciate it, I want to know if everyone likes it or if
I should scrap it.