Hey guys, here is the third chapter. Hope you enjoy! Now let's remember..... I don't own Dbz even though I wish I did.

Train Me, Papa Chapter 3

"We will be starting at 10 times normal gravity and I'll allow you to get use to the change," said Vegeta as he walked over to the control panel. Bra walked away from the door and stopped a few yards away from Vegeta. (Remember this place is huge). Bra then felt herself being pull to the ground with an unbelievable strong force but she refused to fall to the ground infront of her father. Vegeta notice this and smirked.
"Now, I want you to run around the gravity room until you get use to it," informed Vegeta.
"What! I can barley stand up!" yelled Bra

"Don't question me, Girl , do as I said" yelled Vegeta.

"Yes, Papa," said Bra not wanting him to be mad at her. Bra slowly started to walk around the room.," "Come on, Bra, one foot infront of the other," thought Bra, encouraging herself. Soon, Bra started going faster and faster until she was actually running around the room.

"Good , now let's get started," said Vegeta. Bra stopped running and turned to face her father. Vegeta got into a fighting stance as did Bra. But before Bra could blink, Vegeta punched her square in the face, the impacted sent her in to the wall. Before Bra could recover her father attacked her again, but this time she disappeared and reappeared behind Vegeta. Bra throw her fist at Vegeta's back but before her fist could mark it's target, he vanished and reappeared behind her and once again she was throw into the wall. Bra lifted her body from the floor and turned to face her father while wiping the blood from her nose with the back of her hand. Bra glared at her father angry, then langed towards him. Bra threw punch after kick after punch but her father blocked everyone of them. Vegeta also threw punches and kicks at her, some of them she blocked but most of them landed on their target. Bra back away trying to catch her beneath once again wiping the blood with the back of her hand but this time it was coming from her mouth. Then Bra had an idea. She once again langed at him exchanging blows, then Bra threw her right fist at his side and when he went to block it, she change her mind and threw her left fist, hitting the side of his face. Vegeta stepped back while she flew to the other side of the room. Vegeta pulled his hand to his face realizing that that would be a bruise. Vegeta pulled his hand away, "Not bad, Brat, not bad at all, AGAIN," said Vegeta getting into a fighting stand as did Bra, smirking. Vegeta taught her the basics of fighting and found out that she was very good for a beginner.

Hours later
"That's enough for today we will continue tomorrow," said Vegeta as he turned off the gravity. "No, let's keep going," said a tired and badly beaten Bra.

"No, you've had enough, now don't talk back to me and GET IN THE HOUSE!! Shouted Vegeta while pointing to the door. Bra growled deep in her throat and narrowed her eyes at her father and limped to the door. "Why does he always have to yell at me, I'm not deaf and I could have keep going, I didn't have to stopped," thought Bra while reaching for the door handle and walking out in the cold night wind leaving the door open for her father.

Little did Bra know that if she had turned around to face her father before she left she would have seen a smile on her father's face. " She is a fast learner and she reminds me of my younger self, maybe the women was right se may look like her but she acts exactly like him," thought Vegeta following her out the door.

When Vegeta get to the door he could hear yelling coming from his wife. He guess it was because how beat up Bra was. He knew he was doing to get yelled at but first he wanted his dinner! Vegeta went into his house to come face to face with a very mad Bulma. " What have you done to my daughter!" screamed Bulma pointing to Bra who was sitting at the table eating along with Trunks both at amazing speed.

"She looks fine to me," said a cocky Vegeta while walking over to the dinner table, sitting down and started eating. Bulma clinch her fist but sighed. " Forget it, Vegeta,
Bra, come with me so I can take care of your injuries," Bulma said while heading towards the infirmary. Its not like she didn't care what happen to her daughter, but she knew yelling at Vegeta wouldn't help and Bra wasn't complaining even though Bulma knew she was in pain. She just has too much of her father's pride. Even though Bra looked like her, she acted exactly like Vegeta. With that last thought Bulma smiled and continued heading to the infirmary followed by her limping daughter.

Later that night, Bra looked up to her ceiling and sighed. She couldn't get to sleep because she couldn't wait for tomorrow morning. She could feel herself becoming stronger and she liked the feeling! She still felt a little soar but the senui bean that her mother gave her did help...a lot. Bra could hear voices down so she decided to see what were saying, she didn't think they would mind. So Bra quietly crepted out of her room and stood at the top of the steps and sat down to listen.

"Are you sure she can handle it , Dad, I mean, she is only 4," whispered Trunks.

" I don't know, maybe, " answered her father.

" Is she mature enough to handle it, you didn't even train Trunks at that age, she's only a baby," replied Bulma.

"She's not a baby, women, she's old enough to train, I trained at her age and there was nothing wrong with that," said Vegeta. In the background Bra heard a cough that she guessed came from her brother. Next, she heard a smack then a "Watch it, boy." Bra started to giggle but stopped so she could continue to listen.

"Vegeta, I just don't think she can handle it, can't you wait until a couple years?" said Bulma. Bra grasped then put her hand over her month. "No, I can handle, Papa, I can, please believe in me, please," thought Bra pleadingly.

Everything was quit. Then Vegeta spook, "I suppose I could... but on one condition, if she gets stronger or reaches a new level by the end of the week then I will continue training her but if she doesn't then I'll wait," said Vegeta sternly.

"That's fine with me what about you, Trunks?" asked Bulma looking at her son.

Trunks didn't answer for a couple seconds, he knew that it was nearly impossible to reach a new level. He also knew it was unfair to Bra, but he knew how his mother felt. He nearly lost his cool when he saw what kind of shape Bra was in. He knew that Vegeta wouldn't go easy on her, but he thought he would lighten up a little, she was his princess. And his father also said her power wouldn't stop increasing. Maybe she could do it.

Yea, that's fine with me," he answered. Vegeta nodded and walk away. He decided to check on his daughter. Bra felt tears starting to form in the back of her eyes as she griped the rail of the stairs. " How could they do this to me, they said I could train, why are they changing their mind now, I can handle it I know I can," thought Bra. Then Bra turned her head to the bottom of the stairs, someone was coming. Bra quietly ran up to her room, jumped into her bed and pulled the blanket up to her chin. She didn't bother pretending she was asleep, her father would be able to tell rather she was asleep or not.

Bra looked to the door and watch as her father walked into her room. He looked shocked for a second but then regain his composer.

"What are you doing up, Princess?" asked Vegeta.

"I couldn't sleep," answered Bra trying not to cry.

"Well get some sleep," said Vegeta while walking out the door.

"Papa?" whispered Bra.

"What," answered Vegeta stepping back into Bra's room from the hallway.

"You would tell me if something came up with my training, I mean ... like.. how I'm doing or something else, right? And you do believe I can reach Super Saiyan level, don't you?" asked Bra with hopeful eyes.

"Of course, you are doing very well, why do you ask?," said Vegeta cautiously. Could she have heard what we would talking about downstairs," he thought.

"Oh, I was just wondering, so... there's nothing you want to tell me," she asked again.

"Nothing to be concern about, now go to sleep we'll be training in the morning," said Vegeta walking out of the room, shutting the door behind him. "She knows," he thought.

As soon as she was sure he was gone she jumped out of bed. "He lied to me, how could he lied to me," thought an angry Bra. Bra didn't know what to do, she had ever been so angry in her short life. She had to prove them wrong, but how? Suddenly Bra face light up with a smirk making her look a lot like her father. She'll use the Gravity Room! She'll use it during the night time when everybody is asleep. Bra ran to her window to see if her father was in it. He wasn't. She decided to wait a while for her family to fall asleep.

4 Hours Later

Bra checked once again to make sure Vegeta wasn't there. Then she opened her bedroom door being careful not to wake anyone up. She looked around to make sure no one was up and then shut the door. She looked at her clock and saw that it was 1:00 A.M. She only had a couple of hours to train.

She then walk to her bedroom windows and open it. She took out a little device that she clipped on to her shirt. Her mother may never find out, but her daughter was a genius. She created this device, that she named the Ki Shield, to hide her power level when she was 3. She turned it on and flew out the window. She waited to see if anyone could feel her power level. "Good, it works," she thought smiling. She flew over to the Gravity Room and walk in. Bra shut the door behind her and ran over to the control panel, she didn't have much time until her father would wake her up for her training. She decided to start at 15 instead of 10. This time Bra did fall to the ground and couldn't get back up. "Oh no, what have I done," thought Bra panicky.

Bra pushed herself up, but with same difficulty. Finally she was standing up, if you would called it that, she was really hunched over. Slowly, but surely, Bra straightened her back and started throwing punches to her invisible opponent. Soon she started to get use to the gravity. Left, right, left, right, right, kick, backflip., and kick. Bra kept repeating this exercise, until she felt she could bring it up to 20. With sweat pouring down her face, Bra continued to push herself until she couldn't push herself no more. By the end of the night, Bra was up to 50 times normal gravity. Bra fell to the ground exhausted, she had been training for 5 hours strait! She slowly crawled over to the control panel and difficulty shut it down.

Bra then walked over to the door, checked to make sure the Ki Shield was still working, and limped/walked out the door. Bra decided she needed a senui bean so she headed to the infirmary. She decided to fly so she wouldn't knock anything over and headed to a cubber. She opened it and pulled out a senui bean and greedily ate it. "In the morning, after my sparring lesson with Papa, I'll go to Kurin's for same senui bean's of my own so Mama won't think I'm taking any," thought Bra. Then Bra flew to her room and landed on her small bed and turned off her Ki Shield. Bra lead her head on her pillow and tilted her head to looked at her clock, 5;05. "I'll just rest my eyes for a little while....just a little while," Bra thought tiredly. Bra slowly dropped her eyelids as she curled up into a little ball.

The next thing Bra knew was that her father was yelling at her to get up.

"Get up, Brat, training time, meet me outside," yelled Vegeta. Bra jumped up out of bed, how long has she been asleep? She looked at her clock, 6:00. "I've haven't even had a hour of sleep!" Bra groaned. But then she remember that her father was waiting and hurry down stairs, realizing that she still had her saiyan armor on. She had a busy and PAINFUL day ahead of her.




I know, I know not much in this chapter, but don't worry I'll have a lot more in the next chapter, the other Z-fighters arrive!
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