All characters you recognized belongs to Akira Toriyama. The others, including the Cold Cut Crew and their lyrics, belong to me. I'm not getting paid for this but for pure pleasure.
Dragon Balls GN: Episode Ten: The Tournament of a Broken Heart
By Maria Cline
Rain started to fall as Rosemary sat there. She sighed as she flew up and let out a very small amount of Ki in the air. The clouds parted around her like the river. She shouldn't have run. But she could feel their anger and distrust. It was the same old thing. Every time she would make new friends, they would be scared and/or teasing at her. So what if she carries giant robot capsules around? So what if she could name every mayor and emperor for the past five hundred years? So she was crammed with information from every military book known? Was that so wrong?
*****
The group was in shock. Marai Trunks sat there eating slowly. He had scared away a mirror image of his beloved wife. She wasn't as strong or as proud as Rose was.
"I should find her." Marai Trunks whispered, "It's my fault. I kept on mistaking her for my Rose."
"It's okay." Earl said as he sat beside him. "We didn't know. What happened to her? To your Rose?"
"Meah?" Goten mumbled as he gazed at him with his cheeks full from food.
"She died along with my world." Marai Trunks said softly as he looked down. "A monster attacked us. He was a Namekian."
Torakak's eyes bulged. "A what?!"
"How can a Namekian be so strong?" Vegita asked.
"Hey!" Majunor screamed, "There's fusion."
Marai Trunks looked down at the boy. "What's your name, kid?"
"My name is Majunor." Then he smirked, "But in my past life, I was Piccolo."
"Piccolo?!" Marai Trunks exclaimed as he fell over again.
"You have to stop doing that." Vegtia muttered, "It's humiliating."
"Well... I think that's a normal reaction." Trunks said, "What is this Namekian?"
"He was stronger than Cell." Marai Trunks replied, "He called himself Omioni. He was huge and fast. He was powerful. Far more powerful than a thousand Piccolos."
"Why did he attack your world?" Torakak asked.
"I don't know. All he said that someone named Gakidou sent him as a test."
"Gakidou?!" Torakak exclaimed, "Are you sure?"
"You know him?" Marai Trunks asked stunned.
"He came to New Namek and nearly wiped us out. There's a group of us left but Gakidou took all of our warriors and a good number of our healers." Torakak said as his body shook with rage. "I tried to get them back with the Dragon Balls but... they couldn't be reached."
"You don't think..." Gohan said, "That's impossible!"
"No, it's not." Majunor said as he crossed his arms. "Namekians can fuse as many times as needed. The more they fused, the more powerful they become."
"But those Namekians would be lost." Torakak added. "If Omioni are those lost Namekians, then we're in big trouble."
"Are you sure that this Gakidou caused this?" Marai Trunks asked.
Torakak nodded. "Yeah, Gakidou has lived for thousands of years thanks to his Dragon Balls. He might have the way to travel between worlds. Damn it. Trunks," He addressed the longhaired one. "Gakidou, the man who created Omioni, probably is the same one as ours. I'll go ahead and find out."
He rose his hands into the air.
"You're calling Porunga or Shenlong?" Majunor asked.
"No... Trunks, alternate Trunks, is from outside of this world. I'll need to talk with the only dragon who has the power over space and time." His eyes turned red then black. "Ultimate Shenlong!" He cried out as he hovered above the ground. A giant dragon appeared and encircled him.
Books and papers flew around the room like a tornado. The others held on to their ground as the whirlwind threatened to blow them away.
"NO!!!" Torakak screamed as he grabbed his head. Images of his Namekian allies swirled in his brain. He could see all of them die and get sucked into a giant shadow. It grinned as the Namekian warriors and healers started screaming silently. "No." He knelt down and tears came down his cheeks. "Harpsicor, Vionil... Harmon... they've fused."
"What?!" Majunor asked, "Are you sure that it was the same Gakidou."
"Gakidou can travel between worlds. He must've traveled to the alternate world of Trunks' because that one had a close link with this world." Torakak explained.
"You mean this Gakidou is responsible for my world's destruction?" Marai Trunks asked in disbelief. "I'll get that monster for this." The man clenched his fists as he stared out. His world, his wife, all of it was destroyed by a madman for a test.
"There's more." Torakak said seriously, "Omioni is coming here. To wear us out until Gakidou comes here himself."
"How long?" Vegita asked.
"Two weeks."
"What?!" The group exclaimed.
"We have two weeks prepare for Omioni." Torakak repeated, "That's it."
"Excellent!" Vegita said, "A good warm-up for the battle with Gakidou."
"Father!" Marai Trunks screamed, "You don't understand! Omioni is a powerhouse! He nearly killed me in one blow! I was at Super Saiyan II at the time!"
"Trunks, we outnumber this guy and we're very strong." Gohan interjected, "Besides, we know Namekians."
"He's not like any normal Namekian." Marai Trunks said as he recalled back. "He was as big as a mountain at normal height. His power was so astounding that I was overwhelmed the first time I saw him. He regenerates faster than Perfect Cell did. How much stronger can you get after Super Saiyan II?"
"Just wait, son." Vegita grinned, "Watch the Professional Rounds. You'll see."
"Yeah, I'm stronger than you." Trunks said.
"We'll see."
*****
It was night as the group slept. Gohan lay there in his wife's arms. "No... Mr. Piccolo..." He groaned as Videl opened her eyes and slapped him.
"Gohan! Gohan, dear, wake up!"
"Huh?" Gohan said as he got up. "I was talking in my sleep again?"
"Yes." Videl said as she turned on the light. "What's wrong?"
"I was thinking about Piccolo and Omioni. I remembered how powerful Piccolo became after just two fusions. Imagine how powerful over a hundred Namekians can be after they all fuse. I don't know if we can defeat them this time."
"I'm sure you will defeat that monster." Videl said, "You are still a good fighter."
"Maybe. Maybe not. I didn't do much good in the battle against Bebie and the evil dragons. All I did was get in the way. Videl, my daughter was in danger and all I did was get you and Bulma out of the way." Gohan said as he stared out.
"I know. That's why you started training again. You wanted to be able to protect Pan and I. You have gotten much stronger."
"But not as strong as Mystic." Gohan moaned, "Ever since Dad and Piccolo came back. I was happy and scared that I will lose them again and I don't want that. I don't know how effective I will be against Omioni. I might get in the way again."
"Gohan..." Videl whispered as she grabbed Gohan's tail and stroked it gently. The warrior still had the tail that he regained to gain more power. Gohan moaned and groaned at the sensation. She knew the tail was a very sensitive part of a Saiyan's body. The right grasp could either cause a weak Saiyan to go on his knees in pain or in pure pleasure. Of course, a much stronger Saiyan would feel great pain and pleasure as well if the grasp was strong enough and in just the right place. "You worry too much."
Gohan's eyes widened. "But, I have to fight tomorrow."
"So?" Videl smirked.
Gohan telekinetically switched the lamp off.
*****
Torakak sat on his Flying Nimbus quietly contemplating the events and circumstances of their situation. Namekians did not sleep as much as Humans or even Saiyans.
"Hey, Buddy." Krillian said cheerfully as he flew up and hovered next to the cloud.
"Krillian! What are you doing up?" Torakak said as he scooted over and gestured to his cloud.
"Can't sleep." Krillian replied as he eyed the cloud. He remembered the last time he tried to get on. He had landed flat on his face on the hard ground.
"Go ahead." Torakak urged as he grinned, "Come on."
"Tora, you know that it doesn't like me."
"That was years ago. Try it!" Torakak urged.
Krillian sighed as he floated over the cloud and landed. It was soft like a feather mattress. "Hey! I thought that my heart's not pure enough!"
"It is." Torakak said, "It's been pure for a long time. It was obvious when I gave you that Spirit Bomb."
"Oh..." Krillian sat cross-legged on the Nimbus. "cool. You okay?"
Torakak sighed as he gazed up. "I don't know. All I know is that in two weeks I'll have to fight someone who was once my own friends. I trained them. I trained all of those warriors myself. I knew them like you guys."
"I know, Goku." Krillian said as he looked up as well. "We'll get that monster. Don't you worry."
"We'll find a way to get them back." Torakak agreed, "We just have to train hard and hope it's good enough."
"Just like always, eh, Tora?"
"Yeah." Torakak agreed. "I just hope we don't have to use the Dragon Balls this time." He touched his chest. "Especially the Earth Dragon Balls."
"Where's the Earth Dragon Balls?"
Torakak smiled as he touched his chest again. "Not here. That's for sure."
"Okay." Krillian sighed again, "Two weeks huh?"
"Yeah."
"Bummer."
"Uh huh."
The two sat in silence again. Finally, Krillian spoke up. "Say, Tora, I got a question for you. Do you miss being Saiyan?"
Torakak frowned and shrugged. "A little. Yeah, there are times when I wanted to eat or be able to walk around the streets without causing a panic. I missed the feeling of a warm food hitting my stomach and the..." He felt his baldhead. "the feeling of the wind in my hair."
Krillian laughed as he ran his hand through his hair. "Yeah. There's a novelty in it. What about Chi Chi? I mean, can't you and she..."
Torakak grinned slyly and shook his head. "Nah, we can still do it."
"Oh." Krillian grinned as he fought the urge to see if Torakak had the right parts. Maybe, he should try something else so he would avoid the possibility of humiliation. "Remember when we tried to get your hair cut?"
**Warning: Story promotion inserted.**
"Yeah. That barber tried to cut my hair and it just keep on sprouting back." Torakak recalled laughing. "Hoo boy. Even the Forbidden Gel didn't help."
"And did you remember when the older barber gave you that needle? BWAHAHAH!!! You yelled your head off."
"I can't believe that a needle still scares me." Torakak laughed.
"Yup." Krillian said as he felt his hair again. "Now, you're the bald guy and I'm the one with the hair."
"I guess."
"Say... Tora, what'll happen after Gakidou?"
"I don't know." Torakak replied as they watched the stars.
"I don't want you to disappear again."
*****
Bra woke up and went out on the balcony. So much had happened today, it was unbelievable. Not only did she watch some of the weirdest fights in history but she also gained another older brother. Trunks, or perhaps Boxers, was cool. He wore that long hair and goatee with ease and coolness. He looked like the Trunks she knew but much different. He had a sense about him that she had never felt around anyone else before. He looked kinda like all those post apocalyptic sci-fi movie heroes. The other Trunks seemed cooler and more mature than her brother was.
Suddenly, a familiar Ki emanated from the ground below her. She looked down and saw Earl walking down the path. She smiled dreamily as she watched the man strolled by her, ignorant of the pair of eyes on him. Ever since that battle, Bra gained a new level of respect for the man. His ability to make himself look like anyone is only one of his many admirable traits. He was clever and stable. Most men often look at her body and not her mind. Earl was different. He treated her with more respect because he knew how strong she is.
"Oh, Earl." Bra sighed as she flew down. "Earl!"
Earl looked behind him to see Bra standing there. "Bra!" He ran up to her. "What's up?"
"Oh..." Bra turned red as she said, "Ummm... I was wondering if you want something to eat? I know this great Italian restaurant only a block away."
"Sure." Earl replied as he smiled. "I'd love that."
*****
Vegita got up as he stared out into the sky. Bulma was still asleep in her bed. "Damn it." He growled as he went out. So much happened today. His son, actually the alternate version of his son, had returned and now he and Trunks were the same age. So much happened to the alternate Trunks since the Cell games. While his Trunks went on to become a President of a worldwide corporation, the other Trunks became an emperor. The other Trunks literally became King of the World. He had followed his destiny. Of course, the other Trunks was very influential himself. The two Trunks despite their obvious different pasts had become leaders in their own rights.
A small sharp pain came to his tail again. "Fuck." Vegita snapped as he pulled the MB bot away from the tail. He had honestly thought that the bot was gone forever. As he blasted it away, he couldn't help but think of the girl. In another world, Rosemary would've been his daughter-in-law instead of Pan. They were both powerful women in their own rights thanks to their genetics and training. Should he trust this blue girl? It wasn't as if he didn't have his own dark past. His past overflowed with blood from countless planets and destroyed civilizations. All this girl did was be Pilaf's spawn and perhaps helped him turn Kakarot into a little boy.
He gazed out of the window and his tail's fur stuck out as if electrified. Bra, his princess, and the human, Earl, were walking out together to that good Italian restaurant.
Silently, he hovered up and flew after them.
*****
It was late at night as Bra and Earl sat side by side with a giant plate of spaghetti in front of them. It was sprinkled with meatballs and mozzarella cheese. Two Italian singers sang behind them with an accordion and a violin.
The two gazed at each other as they began to eat their meal. Earl slyly nudged the meatball with his mind to his date. Bra turned red as she looked away.
She picked up a string of noodle and Earl did the same. The two slowly slurped up the noodle and turned to each other. Their lips were sharing the same noodle as they chew together. Bra's eyes twinkled and Earl's eyes returned the twinkle. They leaned over for a kiss when a bright blast of Ki blasted Earl into the nearby wall. Earl crashed and the two Italian singers ran off for cover.
Bra glanced up to see her father standing there in Super Saiyan mode.
"DAD!!!" Bra boomed as she glared at her father. "Earl!" She ran to Earl's side.
Earl lay there dazed as images of his friend Puar flew over his head. "Oh. My head." He moaned as Bra helped him up.
"You okay?"
"I think so. Just tell Puar not to multiply himself so much." Earl moaned as he leaned against her. "Is your father always that destructive?"
"Sort of. Don't worry, Daddy won't kill you." Bra said as she grinned evilly.
*****
Vegita sighed as he looked up at the night sky. A potentially romantic moment ruined by his power. Yes, it's good to be Saiyan. However, Bra was as stubborn as he was and she wouldn't give up Earl without a fight. How can he 'persuade' Earl to back away from his daughter? King Kai was more than likely keeping watch over him and his wife was perhaps for the couple as well. Earl was also a potentially powerful human who just needed more training.
"Training... that's it!" Vegita boomed as he put his boot on a convenient rock. "I shall give Earl Grey the be- I mean training of his miserable existence! BWAHAHAHAHA!!!"
A crash of thunder echoed throughout the area as Vegita turned to the source. Standing there was a girl with dark eyes and dark hair and wearing a pair of overalls. "Damn machine." She muttered as she looked up at the Saiyan. "Sorry, testing special effects."
"Well, keep it down!" Vegita boomed irritated as he flew off.
Out of the shadows, Marai Trunks looked on. A troubled expression overcame him. "Damn it. Father wanted to kill Earl just for being attracted to Bra."
Haunting organ music filled the air as Marai Trunks thought back to when he trained with Vegita. It was long and hard but he survived it. Earl might not be so lucky.
The haunting organ music continued on as Marai Trunks gazed at his beloved amulet. "Why must you be so different?" He asked as tears came down his cheeks. "Oh, Rose, my wife."
"I'm sorry." The special effects girl said as she turned off the device.
"Just leave me alone." Marai Trunks whispered as he went to his room.
*****
The day was bright as the group gathered at the grounds. It was obvious that everyone had a rough night. Earl was rubbing his eyes as was as Bra.
"This is it." Tien said as he held his fists together. "I'm excited about this."
"Heh, you better be prepared to lose." Vegita warned, "I've been waiting for this day for a good long time. I won't even hold back for Torakak here."
"You may have a hard time, Vegita." Gohan said as he smiled, "I've been training for a good while."
"You're still a nerd." Vegita grumbled under his breath.
A cell phone ringed as the group glanced at Goten. At first, he checked his own phone then Rosemary's phone.
"It's Rosemary's phone." Goten observed as he answered it. "Hello? Oh, no, Rosemary's not here right now. Who's this? Her father?!" Goten's hair flashed gold as he crushed the small phone with his hand. "Oops." He said as he turned back to normal.
"What were you doing with Rosemary's phone?" Pan asked as she smiled slyly.
"I was just holding it. I didn't know I still had it." Goten explained as he brushed the remains off of his hands.
*****
"Ladies and Gentlemen, this is it!" Maria Kline announced as she walked along the halls. "This is the Professional Rounds. Fighters from all over the globe came here to be the new champion. Regretfully, no one will be able to fight Mr. Satan again since he retired. However, Mr. Uubu Buu is still going to fight. That should be great. And here as a personal glimpse of this historical Tournament is the Announcer's father, Mr. Annou Cire." She went up to an old balding man who was wearing a black suit and sunglasses. "Hello, Mr. Cire."
"Hello, Ms. Kline." The two sat down in a pair of chairs. Maria smiled at the camera and asked, "Now, how does it feel to have your son continue the tradition?"
Annou sighed, "Well... at first, I didn't want him to continue the tradition. The reason why I retired in the first place is because the Tournament had lost its spark. It had become a fiasco because of Mr. Satan. Did you know that for the past five Tournaments, it had always been Mr. Satan as the winner and Mr. Buu as the runner up? Before Mr. Satan, the Tournament had been something of pure martial arts. Now, it's a circus. But, now that he had retired, maybe this Tournament will regain its spark. The Amateur Rounds had already showed that spark."
Maria blinked as she regained her speech. "So, what about the fighters so far?"
"I like them. The new fighters show a lot of promise, especially the finalists of the Amateur Rounds. Torakak, the demon, reminded me of Goku."
"Goku, yes, I heard a lot about him. He was considered to be a mysterious man. Did you know anything about him?"
"Not really. I do know that he has a good heart, and a very big appetite." He laughed, "He's the only fighter besides his children and Vegita, who eats before he fights. Anyway, why don't we watch the fights after the preliminaries?"
"Okay, but right after the preliminaries, is a big show. It's a great song by The Cold Cut Crew. A new band that is rising on the charts."
*****
The preliminaries went on as usual. The GN warriors by pure chance (and maybe some slight probability manipulation from Uubu) fought the other warriors until they qualified in the rounds. Unfortunately, the only professional fighters who met and fought were Eighteen and Vegita. Vegita defeated her easily. Then, they met at the private booths with the non-fighters and the fighters who couldn't fight.
"That was dull as usual." Trunks muttered as he glanced at his alternate. "I wish I could fight you."
"I didn't get registered. Maybe, we can train together." Marai Trunks advised.
"That would be pretty cool." Pan laughed, "Trunks vs. Trunks. I wonder who would win."
"I would." The two Trunks answered at the same time.
"That was creepy." Bra commented, "So, ummm... Trunks." She addressed the longhaired Trunks, "Is it okay if I call you Boxers?"
"I don't think so. Trunks is my name. I can't do that." Marai Trunks replied.
"Maybe, as a nickname. I can't call both my bros Trunks. It's too confusing." Bra said as Marai Trunks blushed.
He never had a sister like Bra before. He never had a sister period. Bra reminded him so much of the version of Bulma that he had known when he first came to this timeline. In his childhood, he was lonely with only Gohan as his company. He couldn't help but feel so jealous at this Trunks for having a life filled with family and friends. "Maybe, you can call me Boxers. If it will make it easier on you."
"Thanks, bro." Bra smiled at the man. "Hey! I think the band is going to play."
"Good. I heard this band is good." Pan complimented.
"Shhh... it's starting."
Lights dimmed around the stage as the audience and the fighters hushed. A single spotlight appeared and a tall man with long black hair with green eyes appeared. His outfit was a usual punk rock attire with long pink handless gloves and long ball earrings.
"Hello, mates! You wanna rock?" He asked in an Australian accent.
"YEAH!" The audience cheered.
"I can't hear you." The man asked.
"YEAH! WE WANNA ROCK!" The audience with the GN fighters yell out except for Vegita.
"Okay!" He tapped his foot and started to sing.
##Oh he was the greatest warrior of them world!##
A guitarist did some cords as the singer nodded his head.
##He is so powerful it just want me to hurl.
Mr. Satan is so cool, that he just rule.
Oh oh, what a guy!##
Everyone bobbed their heads to the beat. Vegita sighed as he held his ears. He hated that song.
##But a pity that it was a great big lie!## He sang out as everyone fell over.
"Huh?" Goten asked confused. He had heard the song many times and it never had those lyrics.
##HE'S A FAKE!!!## The band sung out in unison.
##He's a fraud.## The lead singer sang.
A figure stuck her head out from the crowd. "Who told them?" She wondered as she covered her head.
##He's so pathetically weak.
All he could do is pay others not to speak.
Mr. Satan is a no good fucking cheatah!##
##Yeah!## The band sang out as they bobbed their heads.
Suddenly, all of the lights were turned off and the music died. The Announcer said as he wiped his forehead. "Ladies and Gentlemen, due to technical difficulties, the Cold Cut Crew will not be performing."
"Awwww..." The audience moaned.
******
"That was weird." Pan muttered, "The Cold Cut Crew are known to be great Mr. Satan fans."
"Maybe, they were just doing what normal alternative rock bands do." Bra replied, "I mean, Barzon, the head singer, he's gay. Those rock bands love making the press."
"Perhaps." Majunor chuckled. "Maybe, they didn't know they were telling the truth."
"Or maybe they know." Vegita replied, "That Barzon looks fairly familiar."
"Duh, he's the most popular singer since Prince." Bra pointed out.
"He does seem familiar besides that." Majunor muttered.
"Hey, check this out, that reporter is going to interview Barzon." Goten said a he turned up the TV.
"This is Maria Kline of Funimation. Right now, I'm here with Barzon and his band the Cold Cut Crew after their controversial performance. Mr. Barzon, why did you do such a concert?" Maria asked.
"Simple, we're making our statement." Barzon replied as he smiled at the woman. "You see, Dordio, our guitarist, believed that Mr. Satan didn't have a prayer to defeat anyone in my band."
"Oh really?" Maria turned over to a short pinked haired man sitting there. "Mr. Dordio, what made you believe such an understanding?"
Dordio smiled at the woman. "Simple, let me ask you this. Have you ever saw Mr. Satan fight any of those bad guys?"
"Of course not."
"What about cameras? No one had filmed the battles with Cell or anyone else."
"There were footage of the Cell battles." Maria said.
"Were Mr. Satan in any of them?"
Maria looked around and turned red. "I... that's not the reason I'm interviewing you. I need to know. Why did you sing that song?"
"Because, the truth must be known." Barzon replied, "Why did Mr. Satan retire? Maybe, he was too chicken to keep up the masquerade?"
"What about Videl and Pan? They are powerful women. In fact, Pan Briefs is going to fight in the Professional Rounds."
"They are strong. I can grant you that. But, does that mean that Mr. Satan is the same way?"
"I... this is Maria Kline. Signing out." Maria nodded to the camera as it went into commercial.
Pan turned off the television. "I hope they're not serious."
"I think they are." Gohan muttered, "In every event, there are people who want to believe that some facts aren't true. There are people out there who believed in conspiracies and cover ups."
"But we are in a conspiracy and a cover up." Goten observed.
"Precisely." Gohan answered, "Come on."
*****
Maria glared at the singer as she called on her cell phone. "So, you have no info whatsoever? Only pictures?"
"Pictures can lie." Barzon said as he glanced at her.
"Shut up."
"What kind of reporter can't handle the truth?"
"I can handle the truth."
"You can't handle the truth!" Dordio screamed.
"Say, Ms. Kline, maybe we can talk about something that has nothing to do with this concert."
"Like what?" Maria asked almost frustrated. Why didn't she see it before? Can Mr. Satan truly be a fake? It was possible that the fights could have been thrown and there were no film footage of him actually fighting deadly foes.
"Like that kid you interviewed." Barzon replied, "His name is Majunor. Remember him?"
"Yes, he's kinda cold and very mature. You know him?"
"Kinda." He smiled softly. "He might be my long lost little brother."
*****
After Mr. Satan's speech, the GN warriors gathered at the arena.
"This is it." Goten sighed as he scanned out for Rosemary's Ki. It was the usual battles. First it would be him against Bunny, a mysterious fighter who was wearing a sheet to hide his identity until the matches start. Then, it would be Vegita vs. Tien, Trunks vs. Pan, and Ubuu vs. Gohan.
"I'm sorry you can't fight, Eighteen." Krillian said as he stood before his wife.
"That's okay." Eighteen said as she adjusted her bandage.
The Announcer came up and said, "Welcome to the Tournament! The Professional Rounds! Now, first up, he is younger brother of Gohan. The current holder of the Great Saiyanman name. He is Goten! The fiery comet!"
Goten grinned as he waved to the cheering crowds.
"And in this corner, he had a good hold of this Tournament. He is powerful and mysterious. He is Bunny!"
Bunny came out and took off his robe. A tall rabbit came out and Goten fought the urge to laugh out loud. Not only does he look like a giant rabbit but his power level was very weak.
"This is going to be one fast fight." Vegita observed.
"I give it just one punch." Pan said.
"He looks familiar." Torakak whispered, "But, who?"
"Yeah, he does look familiar somehow." Yamcha said as he leaned on the rail. There was something oddly familiar about him.
"He does look kinda familiar." Bulma muttered as she frowned at them. A faint flashback of her adventures came to her.
**Flashback**
A young teenage girl was walking through the street when a tall rabbit man came up to her. She touched his hand and a strange orange feeling overcame her.
**End flashback**
"NO!" Bulma realized, "That's The Rabbit Boss's son!"
"Fuck! Goten don't-" Torakak pleaded as Goten bowed and Bunny held out his hand.
"Let's shake first." Bunny offered.
"Of course." Goten replied.
"NO! DON'T TO-" Torakak screamed as he stood up. Goten's hand brushed against Bunny's.
"Got you." Bunny smiled as he snatched his hand back. "Transform." He spoke as a cloud appeared around Goten.
"Shit." Bulma said as the cloud dissipated leaving a carrot behind.
"Oh my god!" The Announcer exclaimed, "Bunny had turned Goten into a carrot, a power that would be like Uubu's power to transform people into chocolate. This has to be one of the shortest fights in the history of the Tournament."
"Get up, Goten!" Gohan ordered the carrot.
"Yeah! Don't let that Bunny defeat you!" Torakak yelled out.
"He's a carrot." Earl pointed out, "What can he do?"
"Plenty." Vegita replied as the carrot slowly floated up.
"Huh?" Bunny asked baffled. "That's impossible. No-one had ever moved as a carrot or even was aware."
"Well, I'm the first." Goten spoke up as he hovered up and started to bash himself into Bunny. The audience watched in amusement as the carrot kept on bopping the rabbit man on the head.
"Go, Goten, go!" Chi Chi cheered as she held back the urge to kill Bunny.
"Yeah!" Torakak added proud of the fact that this man could fight in such a weak form.
Finally, Bunny grabbed the carrot and tried to toss him out. Goten did a mid-air flip and managed to flung the rabbit man out of the ring.
"Goten's the winner!" The Announcer exclaimed much to Bunny's displeasure.
"Damn it." Bunny cursed as he got out a capsule. "Sorry, I will still win." He tossed it on the ground and a huge poof of smoke overcame him.
"Fuck! That damn monster." Chi Chi boomed as she got out her machine gun.
"Where is he?" Torakak demanded as his muscles bulged.
"Oh no!" The Announcer screamed as he looked at the place where the carrot was. "He's gone!"
*****
Bunny ran down the corridor hoping that none of Goten's relatives found out. He closed the door behind him and sighed in relief. A dark shadow came and the rabbit man gasped. "You?! What are you doing here?"
The figure was dressed in black with a black cloak over her head. She rose her hand and Bunny gasped for air. He rose into the air and struggled to breathe. "Turn him back." The figure rasped.
"No! My lady, I can't."
The figure tightened her grip and Bunny's face turned blue.
"Okay." He gasped, "I'll do it."
The figure got out a carrot and tossed it to the ground. "Now."
"Yes, my lady." Bunny said as he clapped his hands. In a poof of smoke, Goten sat there as he felt his body.
"Oh, I will never look at carrot cake the same way ever again." Goten vowed as he got up. "Don't you dare do it to me again!" The man glared at the rabbit man.
"Goten!" Chi Chi cried out as she ran up to her son and starting hugging him. "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine. If it weren't for that mysterious dark figure, I would've been a dead man. Where did you come from?" Goten looked around.
"I was looking for you and I felt your Ki here." Torakak explained as Gohan and his mother started bashing Bunny with a mallet.
"That person. I have to get him." Goten looked over to see the dark figure sneaking away. At superspeed he flew up and grabbed the figure. The figure was much smaller than what Goten thought.
"Gotcha!" he screamed as he snatched the mask and ripped it off to reveal Rosemary's face. "Rosemary!"
"Hi." Rosemary said as she looked away. "I'm sorry, Goten. When I saw Bunny and you about to fight, I knew that Bunny would use that trick on you."
"I guess you knew him, right?"
"Sort of." Rosemary wrapped her cloak around her body. "I'm sorry for running away."
"You lied to me. Why?" Goten asked as he held her face.
"I liked you." Rosemary replied as tears came down her cheeks. "I didn't want you to hate me. I was teased constantly about what my father did. In fact, most people would either laugh at me or scorn me. I didn't want you guys to hate me because of my family."
"Oh, Rosemary, I don't hate you." Goten held her to his chest. "I like you too. I was teased at school because I had such a big appetite."
"But, didn't you have a big appetite because you're a part Saiyan?"
"I can't help being what I am. Just like you, I'm different."
Rosemary's cheeks turned red as Goten let go. "I... I feel so stupid. I should've-"
"It's okay." Goten whispered as he stroked her hair. "I'm sorry for destroying your cell phone."
"I'll get another."
"That's good."
The two walked out of the room to see the entire group standing there with a burnt Bunny on the ground.
"Hello." Rosemary looked down and tried to move behind Goten.
"Hey, Rosemary, you okay?" Krillian asked as he came up.
"Fine. Now." The girl replied.
"You know, you're still my student."
"Despite my dark past."
"We all have our dark beginnings." Eighteen admitted as she stared at her brother. "In fact, my brother and I tried to kill Goku when we were first awakened."
"I tried to kill him and the rest of the world as well." Vegita commented, "And was nearly successful."
"Yeah, everyone here who tried to kill Goku or do something nasty to him, please raise their hands." Goten said to the entire group.
Immediately, Eighteen, Seventeen, and Vegita raised their hands. Reluctantly, Yamcha and Puar rose their hands as well.
"Dad?!" Earl exclaimed as he fell over.
"I was a desert bandit back then. I was interested in stealing what they had." Yamcha replied.
Krillian rose his hand meekly.
"Krillian." Eighteen said as she crossed her arms.
"We were rivals. I mean, okay, maybe having Goku fall down a ravine wasn't all that nice but it was competition." Krillian explained as he turned red.
One-by-one Tien, Choutsu, Uubu, and Majunor also raised their hands. "It was in a past life." Majunor explained.
Finally, Bulma, much to everyone's shock rose her hand.
"Mom?!" Trunks screamed.
"I shot him in the head." Bulma looked down as everyone else face faulted. "Well, he did get in the way of the car!"
"See? Everyone had their dark pasts. Nothing to worry about. In fact, compared to Vegita's bloody past, yours is mild."
"Thanks." Rosemary said as she took off her cloak to reveal a sparkly bikini outfit. "It was hot under that cloak." She explained as she posed.
"Awww..." The group face faulted again.
To Be Continued...
Hi! Torakak here again! I'm glad that Rosemary's back. Anyway, for our next fic, it's Vegita vs. Tien. And is Barzon Majunor's older brother? Find out more in our next episode.
Dragon Balls GN: Episode 11:Secrets of the Past
Dragon Balls GN: Episode Ten: The Tournament of a Broken Heart
By Maria Cline
Rain started to fall as Rosemary sat there. She sighed as she flew up and let out a very small amount of Ki in the air. The clouds parted around her like the river. She shouldn't have run. But she could feel their anger and distrust. It was the same old thing. Every time she would make new friends, they would be scared and/or teasing at her. So what if she carries giant robot capsules around? So what if she could name every mayor and emperor for the past five hundred years? So she was crammed with information from every military book known? Was that so wrong?
*****
The group was in shock. Marai Trunks sat there eating slowly. He had scared away a mirror image of his beloved wife. She wasn't as strong or as proud as Rose was.
"I should find her." Marai Trunks whispered, "It's my fault. I kept on mistaking her for my Rose."
"It's okay." Earl said as he sat beside him. "We didn't know. What happened to her? To your Rose?"
"Meah?" Goten mumbled as he gazed at him with his cheeks full from food.
"She died along with my world." Marai Trunks said softly as he looked down. "A monster attacked us. He was a Namekian."
Torakak's eyes bulged. "A what?!"
"How can a Namekian be so strong?" Vegita asked.
"Hey!" Majunor screamed, "There's fusion."
Marai Trunks looked down at the boy. "What's your name, kid?"
"My name is Majunor." Then he smirked, "But in my past life, I was Piccolo."
"Piccolo?!" Marai Trunks exclaimed as he fell over again.
"You have to stop doing that." Vegtia muttered, "It's humiliating."
"Well... I think that's a normal reaction." Trunks said, "What is this Namekian?"
"He was stronger than Cell." Marai Trunks replied, "He called himself Omioni. He was huge and fast. He was powerful. Far more powerful than a thousand Piccolos."
"Why did he attack your world?" Torakak asked.
"I don't know. All he said that someone named Gakidou sent him as a test."
"Gakidou?!" Torakak exclaimed, "Are you sure?"
"You know him?" Marai Trunks asked stunned.
"He came to New Namek and nearly wiped us out. There's a group of us left but Gakidou took all of our warriors and a good number of our healers." Torakak said as his body shook with rage. "I tried to get them back with the Dragon Balls but... they couldn't be reached."
"You don't think..." Gohan said, "That's impossible!"
"No, it's not." Majunor said as he crossed his arms. "Namekians can fuse as many times as needed. The more they fused, the more powerful they become."
"But those Namekians would be lost." Torakak added. "If Omioni are those lost Namekians, then we're in big trouble."
"Are you sure that this Gakidou caused this?" Marai Trunks asked.
Torakak nodded. "Yeah, Gakidou has lived for thousands of years thanks to his Dragon Balls. He might have the way to travel between worlds. Damn it. Trunks," He addressed the longhaired one. "Gakidou, the man who created Omioni, probably is the same one as ours. I'll go ahead and find out."
He rose his hands into the air.
"You're calling Porunga or Shenlong?" Majunor asked.
"No... Trunks, alternate Trunks, is from outside of this world. I'll need to talk with the only dragon who has the power over space and time." His eyes turned red then black. "Ultimate Shenlong!" He cried out as he hovered above the ground. A giant dragon appeared and encircled him.
Books and papers flew around the room like a tornado. The others held on to their ground as the whirlwind threatened to blow them away.
"NO!!!" Torakak screamed as he grabbed his head. Images of his Namekian allies swirled in his brain. He could see all of them die and get sucked into a giant shadow. It grinned as the Namekian warriors and healers started screaming silently. "No." He knelt down and tears came down his cheeks. "Harpsicor, Vionil... Harmon... they've fused."
"What?!" Majunor asked, "Are you sure that it was the same Gakidou."
"Gakidou can travel between worlds. He must've traveled to the alternate world of Trunks' because that one had a close link with this world." Torakak explained.
"You mean this Gakidou is responsible for my world's destruction?" Marai Trunks asked in disbelief. "I'll get that monster for this." The man clenched his fists as he stared out. His world, his wife, all of it was destroyed by a madman for a test.
"There's more." Torakak said seriously, "Omioni is coming here. To wear us out until Gakidou comes here himself."
"How long?" Vegita asked.
"Two weeks."
"What?!" The group exclaimed.
"We have two weeks prepare for Omioni." Torakak repeated, "That's it."
"Excellent!" Vegita said, "A good warm-up for the battle with Gakidou."
"Father!" Marai Trunks screamed, "You don't understand! Omioni is a powerhouse! He nearly killed me in one blow! I was at Super Saiyan II at the time!"
"Trunks, we outnumber this guy and we're very strong." Gohan interjected, "Besides, we know Namekians."
"He's not like any normal Namekian." Marai Trunks said as he recalled back. "He was as big as a mountain at normal height. His power was so astounding that I was overwhelmed the first time I saw him. He regenerates faster than Perfect Cell did. How much stronger can you get after Super Saiyan II?"
"Just wait, son." Vegita grinned, "Watch the Professional Rounds. You'll see."
"Yeah, I'm stronger than you." Trunks said.
"We'll see."
*****
It was night as the group slept. Gohan lay there in his wife's arms. "No... Mr. Piccolo..." He groaned as Videl opened her eyes and slapped him.
"Gohan! Gohan, dear, wake up!"
"Huh?" Gohan said as he got up. "I was talking in my sleep again?"
"Yes." Videl said as she turned on the light. "What's wrong?"
"I was thinking about Piccolo and Omioni. I remembered how powerful Piccolo became after just two fusions. Imagine how powerful over a hundred Namekians can be after they all fuse. I don't know if we can defeat them this time."
"I'm sure you will defeat that monster." Videl said, "You are still a good fighter."
"Maybe. Maybe not. I didn't do much good in the battle against Bebie and the evil dragons. All I did was get in the way. Videl, my daughter was in danger and all I did was get you and Bulma out of the way." Gohan said as he stared out.
"I know. That's why you started training again. You wanted to be able to protect Pan and I. You have gotten much stronger."
"But not as strong as Mystic." Gohan moaned, "Ever since Dad and Piccolo came back. I was happy and scared that I will lose them again and I don't want that. I don't know how effective I will be against Omioni. I might get in the way again."
"Gohan..." Videl whispered as she grabbed Gohan's tail and stroked it gently. The warrior still had the tail that he regained to gain more power. Gohan moaned and groaned at the sensation. She knew the tail was a very sensitive part of a Saiyan's body. The right grasp could either cause a weak Saiyan to go on his knees in pain or in pure pleasure. Of course, a much stronger Saiyan would feel great pain and pleasure as well if the grasp was strong enough and in just the right place. "You worry too much."
Gohan's eyes widened. "But, I have to fight tomorrow."
"So?" Videl smirked.
Gohan telekinetically switched the lamp off.
*****
Torakak sat on his Flying Nimbus quietly contemplating the events and circumstances of their situation. Namekians did not sleep as much as Humans or even Saiyans.
"Hey, Buddy." Krillian said cheerfully as he flew up and hovered next to the cloud.
"Krillian! What are you doing up?" Torakak said as he scooted over and gestured to his cloud.
"Can't sleep." Krillian replied as he eyed the cloud. He remembered the last time he tried to get on. He had landed flat on his face on the hard ground.
"Go ahead." Torakak urged as he grinned, "Come on."
"Tora, you know that it doesn't like me."
"That was years ago. Try it!" Torakak urged.
Krillian sighed as he floated over the cloud and landed. It was soft like a feather mattress. "Hey! I thought that my heart's not pure enough!"
"It is." Torakak said, "It's been pure for a long time. It was obvious when I gave you that Spirit Bomb."
"Oh..." Krillian sat cross-legged on the Nimbus. "cool. You okay?"
Torakak sighed as he gazed up. "I don't know. All I know is that in two weeks I'll have to fight someone who was once my own friends. I trained them. I trained all of those warriors myself. I knew them like you guys."
"I know, Goku." Krillian said as he looked up as well. "We'll get that monster. Don't you worry."
"We'll find a way to get them back." Torakak agreed, "We just have to train hard and hope it's good enough."
"Just like always, eh, Tora?"
"Yeah." Torakak agreed. "I just hope we don't have to use the Dragon Balls this time." He touched his chest. "Especially the Earth Dragon Balls."
"Where's the Earth Dragon Balls?"
Torakak smiled as he touched his chest again. "Not here. That's for sure."
"Okay." Krillian sighed again, "Two weeks huh?"
"Yeah."
"Bummer."
"Uh huh."
The two sat in silence again. Finally, Krillian spoke up. "Say, Tora, I got a question for you. Do you miss being Saiyan?"
Torakak frowned and shrugged. "A little. Yeah, there are times when I wanted to eat or be able to walk around the streets without causing a panic. I missed the feeling of a warm food hitting my stomach and the..." He felt his baldhead. "the feeling of the wind in my hair."
Krillian laughed as he ran his hand through his hair. "Yeah. There's a novelty in it. What about Chi Chi? I mean, can't you and she..."
Torakak grinned slyly and shook his head. "Nah, we can still do it."
"Oh." Krillian grinned as he fought the urge to see if Torakak had the right parts. Maybe, he should try something else so he would avoid the possibility of humiliation. "Remember when we tried to get your hair cut?"
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"Yeah. That barber tried to cut my hair and it just keep on sprouting back." Torakak recalled laughing. "Hoo boy. Even the Forbidden Gel didn't help."
"And did you remember when the older barber gave you that needle? BWAHAHAH!!! You yelled your head off."
"I can't believe that a needle still scares me." Torakak laughed.
"Yup." Krillian said as he felt his hair again. "Now, you're the bald guy and I'm the one with the hair."
"I guess."
"Say... Tora, what'll happen after Gakidou?"
"I don't know." Torakak replied as they watched the stars.
"I don't want you to disappear again."
*****
Bra woke up and went out on the balcony. So much had happened today, it was unbelievable. Not only did she watch some of the weirdest fights in history but she also gained another older brother. Trunks, or perhaps Boxers, was cool. He wore that long hair and goatee with ease and coolness. He looked like the Trunks she knew but much different. He had a sense about him that she had never felt around anyone else before. He looked kinda like all those post apocalyptic sci-fi movie heroes. The other Trunks seemed cooler and more mature than her brother was.
Suddenly, a familiar Ki emanated from the ground below her. She looked down and saw Earl walking down the path. She smiled dreamily as she watched the man strolled by her, ignorant of the pair of eyes on him. Ever since that battle, Bra gained a new level of respect for the man. His ability to make himself look like anyone is only one of his many admirable traits. He was clever and stable. Most men often look at her body and not her mind. Earl was different. He treated her with more respect because he knew how strong she is.
"Oh, Earl." Bra sighed as she flew down. "Earl!"
Earl looked behind him to see Bra standing there. "Bra!" He ran up to her. "What's up?"
"Oh..." Bra turned red as she said, "Ummm... I was wondering if you want something to eat? I know this great Italian restaurant only a block away."
"Sure." Earl replied as he smiled. "I'd love that."
*****
Vegita got up as he stared out into the sky. Bulma was still asleep in her bed. "Damn it." He growled as he went out. So much happened today. His son, actually the alternate version of his son, had returned and now he and Trunks were the same age. So much happened to the alternate Trunks since the Cell games. While his Trunks went on to become a President of a worldwide corporation, the other Trunks became an emperor. The other Trunks literally became King of the World. He had followed his destiny. Of course, the other Trunks was very influential himself. The two Trunks despite their obvious different pasts had become leaders in their own rights.
A small sharp pain came to his tail again. "Fuck." Vegita snapped as he pulled the MB bot away from the tail. He had honestly thought that the bot was gone forever. As he blasted it away, he couldn't help but think of the girl. In another world, Rosemary would've been his daughter-in-law instead of Pan. They were both powerful women in their own rights thanks to their genetics and training. Should he trust this blue girl? It wasn't as if he didn't have his own dark past. His past overflowed with blood from countless planets and destroyed civilizations. All this girl did was be Pilaf's spawn and perhaps helped him turn Kakarot into a little boy.
He gazed out of the window and his tail's fur stuck out as if electrified. Bra, his princess, and the human, Earl, were walking out together to that good Italian restaurant.
Silently, he hovered up and flew after them.
*****
It was late at night as Bra and Earl sat side by side with a giant plate of spaghetti in front of them. It was sprinkled with meatballs and mozzarella cheese. Two Italian singers sang behind them with an accordion and a violin.
The two gazed at each other as they began to eat their meal. Earl slyly nudged the meatball with his mind to his date. Bra turned red as she looked away.
She picked up a string of noodle and Earl did the same. The two slowly slurped up the noodle and turned to each other. Their lips were sharing the same noodle as they chew together. Bra's eyes twinkled and Earl's eyes returned the twinkle. They leaned over for a kiss when a bright blast of Ki blasted Earl into the nearby wall. Earl crashed and the two Italian singers ran off for cover.
Bra glanced up to see her father standing there in Super Saiyan mode.
"DAD!!!" Bra boomed as she glared at her father. "Earl!" She ran to Earl's side.
Earl lay there dazed as images of his friend Puar flew over his head. "Oh. My head." He moaned as Bra helped him up.
"You okay?"
"I think so. Just tell Puar not to multiply himself so much." Earl moaned as he leaned against her. "Is your father always that destructive?"
"Sort of. Don't worry, Daddy won't kill you." Bra said as she grinned evilly.
*****
Vegita sighed as he looked up at the night sky. A potentially romantic moment ruined by his power. Yes, it's good to be Saiyan. However, Bra was as stubborn as he was and she wouldn't give up Earl without a fight. How can he 'persuade' Earl to back away from his daughter? King Kai was more than likely keeping watch over him and his wife was perhaps for the couple as well. Earl was also a potentially powerful human who just needed more training.
"Training... that's it!" Vegita boomed as he put his boot on a convenient rock. "I shall give Earl Grey the be- I mean training of his miserable existence! BWAHAHAHAHA!!!"
A crash of thunder echoed throughout the area as Vegita turned to the source. Standing there was a girl with dark eyes and dark hair and wearing a pair of overalls. "Damn machine." She muttered as she looked up at the Saiyan. "Sorry, testing special effects."
"Well, keep it down!" Vegita boomed irritated as he flew off.
Out of the shadows, Marai Trunks looked on. A troubled expression overcame him. "Damn it. Father wanted to kill Earl just for being attracted to Bra."
Haunting organ music filled the air as Marai Trunks thought back to when he trained with Vegita. It was long and hard but he survived it. Earl might not be so lucky.
The haunting organ music continued on as Marai Trunks gazed at his beloved amulet. "Why must you be so different?" He asked as tears came down his cheeks. "Oh, Rose, my wife."
"I'm sorry." The special effects girl said as she turned off the device.
"Just leave me alone." Marai Trunks whispered as he went to his room.
*****
The day was bright as the group gathered at the grounds. It was obvious that everyone had a rough night. Earl was rubbing his eyes as was as Bra.
"This is it." Tien said as he held his fists together. "I'm excited about this."
"Heh, you better be prepared to lose." Vegita warned, "I've been waiting for this day for a good long time. I won't even hold back for Torakak here."
"You may have a hard time, Vegita." Gohan said as he smiled, "I've been training for a good while."
"You're still a nerd." Vegita grumbled under his breath.
A cell phone ringed as the group glanced at Goten. At first, he checked his own phone then Rosemary's phone.
"It's Rosemary's phone." Goten observed as he answered it. "Hello? Oh, no, Rosemary's not here right now. Who's this? Her father?!" Goten's hair flashed gold as he crushed the small phone with his hand. "Oops." He said as he turned back to normal.
"What were you doing with Rosemary's phone?" Pan asked as she smiled slyly.
"I was just holding it. I didn't know I still had it." Goten explained as he brushed the remains off of his hands.
*****
"Ladies and Gentlemen, this is it!" Maria Kline announced as she walked along the halls. "This is the Professional Rounds. Fighters from all over the globe came here to be the new champion. Regretfully, no one will be able to fight Mr. Satan again since he retired. However, Mr. Uubu Buu is still going to fight. That should be great. And here as a personal glimpse of this historical Tournament is the Announcer's father, Mr. Annou Cire." She went up to an old balding man who was wearing a black suit and sunglasses. "Hello, Mr. Cire."
"Hello, Ms. Kline." The two sat down in a pair of chairs. Maria smiled at the camera and asked, "Now, how does it feel to have your son continue the tradition?"
Annou sighed, "Well... at first, I didn't want him to continue the tradition. The reason why I retired in the first place is because the Tournament had lost its spark. It had become a fiasco because of Mr. Satan. Did you know that for the past five Tournaments, it had always been Mr. Satan as the winner and Mr. Buu as the runner up? Before Mr. Satan, the Tournament had been something of pure martial arts. Now, it's a circus. But, now that he had retired, maybe this Tournament will regain its spark. The Amateur Rounds had already showed that spark."
Maria blinked as she regained her speech. "So, what about the fighters so far?"
"I like them. The new fighters show a lot of promise, especially the finalists of the Amateur Rounds. Torakak, the demon, reminded me of Goku."
"Goku, yes, I heard a lot about him. He was considered to be a mysterious man. Did you know anything about him?"
"Not really. I do know that he has a good heart, and a very big appetite." He laughed, "He's the only fighter besides his children and Vegita, who eats before he fights. Anyway, why don't we watch the fights after the preliminaries?"
"Okay, but right after the preliminaries, is a big show. It's a great song by The Cold Cut Crew. A new band that is rising on the charts."
*****
The preliminaries went on as usual. The GN warriors by pure chance (and maybe some slight probability manipulation from Uubu) fought the other warriors until they qualified in the rounds. Unfortunately, the only professional fighters who met and fought were Eighteen and Vegita. Vegita defeated her easily. Then, they met at the private booths with the non-fighters and the fighters who couldn't fight.
"That was dull as usual." Trunks muttered as he glanced at his alternate. "I wish I could fight you."
"I didn't get registered. Maybe, we can train together." Marai Trunks advised.
"That would be pretty cool." Pan laughed, "Trunks vs. Trunks. I wonder who would win."
"I would." The two Trunks answered at the same time.
"That was creepy." Bra commented, "So, ummm... Trunks." She addressed the longhaired Trunks, "Is it okay if I call you Boxers?"
"I don't think so. Trunks is my name. I can't do that." Marai Trunks replied.
"Maybe, as a nickname. I can't call both my bros Trunks. It's too confusing." Bra said as Marai Trunks blushed.
He never had a sister like Bra before. He never had a sister period. Bra reminded him so much of the version of Bulma that he had known when he first came to this timeline. In his childhood, he was lonely with only Gohan as his company. He couldn't help but feel so jealous at this Trunks for having a life filled with family and friends. "Maybe, you can call me Boxers. If it will make it easier on you."
"Thanks, bro." Bra smiled at the man. "Hey! I think the band is going to play."
"Good. I heard this band is good." Pan complimented.
"Shhh... it's starting."
Lights dimmed around the stage as the audience and the fighters hushed. A single spotlight appeared and a tall man with long black hair with green eyes appeared. His outfit was a usual punk rock attire with long pink handless gloves and long ball earrings.
"Hello, mates! You wanna rock?" He asked in an Australian accent.
"YEAH!" The audience cheered.
"I can't hear you." The man asked.
"YEAH! WE WANNA ROCK!" The audience with the GN fighters yell out except for Vegita.
"Okay!" He tapped his foot and started to sing.
##Oh he was the greatest warrior of them world!##
A guitarist did some cords as the singer nodded his head.
##He is so powerful it just want me to hurl.
Mr. Satan is so cool, that he just rule.
Oh oh, what a guy!##
Everyone bobbed their heads to the beat. Vegita sighed as he held his ears. He hated that song.
##But a pity that it was a great big lie!## He sang out as everyone fell over.
"Huh?" Goten asked confused. He had heard the song many times and it never had those lyrics.
##HE'S A FAKE!!!## The band sung out in unison.
##He's a fraud.## The lead singer sang.
A figure stuck her head out from the crowd. "Who told them?" She wondered as she covered her head.
##He's so pathetically weak.
All he could do is pay others not to speak.
Mr. Satan is a no good fucking cheatah!##
##Yeah!## The band sang out as they bobbed their heads.
Suddenly, all of the lights were turned off and the music died. The Announcer said as he wiped his forehead. "Ladies and Gentlemen, due to technical difficulties, the Cold Cut Crew will not be performing."
"Awwww..." The audience moaned.
******
"That was weird." Pan muttered, "The Cold Cut Crew are known to be great Mr. Satan fans."
"Maybe, they were just doing what normal alternative rock bands do." Bra replied, "I mean, Barzon, the head singer, he's gay. Those rock bands love making the press."
"Perhaps." Majunor chuckled. "Maybe, they didn't know they were telling the truth."
"Or maybe they know." Vegita replied, "That Barzon looks fairly familiar."
"Duh, he's the most popular singer since Prince." Bra pointed out.
"He does seem familiar besides that." Majunor muttered.
"Hey, check this out, that reporter is going to interview Barzon." Goten said a he turned up the TV.
"This is Maria Kline of Funimation. Right now, I'm here with Barzon and his band the Cold Cut Crew after their controversial performance. Mr. Barzon, why did you do such a concert?" Maria asked.
"Simple, we're making our statement." Barzon replied as he smiled at the woman. "You see, Dordio, our guitarist, believed that Mr. Satan didn't have a prayer to defeat anyone in my band."
"Oh really?" Maria turned over to a short pinked haired man sitting there. "Mr. Dordio, what made you believe such an understanding?"
Dordio smiled at the woman. "Simple, let me ask you this. Have you ever saw Mr. Satan fight any of those bad guys?"
"Of course not."
"What about cameras? No one had filmed the battles with Cell or anyone else."
"There were footage of the Cell battles." Maria said.
"Were Mr. Satan in any of them?"
Maria looked around and turned red. "I... that's not the reason I'm interviewing you. I need to know. Why did you sing that song?"
"Because, the truth must be known." Barzon replied, "Why did Mr. Satan retire? Maybe, he was too chicken to keep up the masquerade?"
"What about Videl and Pan? They are powerful women. In fact, Pan Briefs is going to fight in the Professional Rounds."
"They are strong. I can grant you that. But, does that mean that Mr. Satan is the same way?"
"I... this is Maria Kline. Signing out." Maria nodded to the camera as it went into commercial.
Pan turned off the television. "I hope they're not serious."
"I think they are." Gohan muttered, "In every event, there are people who want to believe that some facts aren't true. There are people out there who believed in conspiracies and cover ups."
"But we are in a conspiracy and a cover up." Goten observed.
"Precisely." Gohan answered, "Come on."
*****
Maria glared at the singer as she called on her cell phone. "So, you have no info whatsoever? Only pictures?"
"Pictures can lie." Barzon said as he glanced at her.
"Shut up."
"What kind of reporter can't handle the truth?"
"I can handle the truth."
"You can't handle the truth!" Dordio screamed.
"Say, Ms. Kline, maybe we can talk about something that has nothing to do with this concert."
"Like what?" Maria asked almost frustrated. Why didn't she see it before? Can Mr. Satan truly be a fake? It was possible that the fights could have been thrown and there were no film footage of him actually fighting deadly foes.
"Like that kid you interviewed." Barzon replied, "His name is Majunor. Remember him?"
"Yes, he's kinda cold and very mature. You know him?"
"Kinda." He smiled softly. "He might be my long lost little brother."
*****
After Mr. Satan's speech, the GN warriors gathered at the arena.
"This is it." Goten sighed as he scanned out for Rosemary's Ki. It was the usual battles. First it would be him against Bunny, a mysterious fighter who was wearing a sheet to hide his identity until the matches start. Then, it would be Vegita vs. Tien, Trunks vs. Pan, and Ubuu vs. Gohan.
"I'm sorry you can't fight, Eighteen." Krillian said as he stood before his wife.
"That's okay." Eighteen said as she adjusted her bandage.
The Announcer came up and said, "Welcome to the Tournament! The Professional Rounds! Now, first up, he is younger brother of Gohan. The current holder of the Great Saiyanman name. He is Goten! The fiery comet!"
Goten grinned as he waved to the cheering crowds.
"And in this corner, he had a good hold of this Tournament. He is powerful and mysterious. He is Bunny!"
Bunny came out and took off his robe. A tall rabbit came out and Goten fought the urge to laugh out loud. Not only does he look like a giant rabbit but his power level was very weak.
"This is going to be one fast fight." Vegita observed.
"I give it just one punch." Pan said.
"He looks familiar." Torakak whispered, "But, who?"
"Yeah, he does look familiar somehow." Yamcha said as he leaned on the rail. There was something oddly familiar about him.
"He does look kinda familiar." Bulma muttered as she frowned at them. A faint flashback of her adventures came to her.
**Flashback**
A young teenage girl was walking through the street when a tall rabbit man came up to her. She touched his hand and a strange orange feeling overcame her.
**End flashback**
"NO!" Bulma realized, "That's The Rabbit Boss's son!"
"Fuck! Goten don't-" Torakak pleaded as Goten bowed and Bunny held out his hand.
"Let's shake first." Bunny offered.
"Of course." Goten replied.
"NO! DON'T TO-" Torakak screamed as he stood up. Goten's hand brushed against Bunny's.
"Got you." Bunny smiled as he snatched his hand back. "Transform." He spoke as a cloud appeared around Goten.
"Shit." Bulma said as the cloud dissipated leaving a carrot behind.
"Oh my god!" The Announcer exclaimed, "Bunny had turned Goten into a carrot, a power that would be like Uubu's power to transform people into chocolate. This has to be one of the shortest fights in the history of the Tournament."
"Get up, Goten!" Gohan ordered the carrot.
"Yeah! Don't let that Bunny defeat you!" Torakak yelled out.
"He's a carrot." Earl pointed out, "What can he do?"
"Plenty." Vegita replied as the carrot slowly floated up.
"Huh?" Bunny asked baffled. "That's impossible. No-one had ever moved as a carrot or even was aware."
"Well, I'm the first." Goten spoke up as he hovered up and started to bash himself into Bunny. The audience watched in amusement as the carrot kept on bopping the rabbit man on the head.
"Go, Goten, go!" Chi Chi cheered as she held back the urge to kill Bunny.
"Yeah!" Torakak added proud of the fact that this man could fight in such a weak form.
Finally, Bunny grabbed the carrot and tried to toss him out. Goten did a mid-air flip and managed to flung the rabbit man out of the ring.
"Goten's the winner!" The Announcer exclaimed much to Bunny's displeasure.
"Damn it." Bunny cursed as he got out a capsule. "Sorry, I will still win." He tossed it on the ground and a huge poof of smoke overcame him.
"Fuck! That damn monster." Chi Chi boomed as she got out her machine gun.
"Where is he?" Torakak demanded as his muscles bulged.
"Oh no!" The Announcer screamed as he looked at the place where the carrot was. "He's gone!"
*****
Bunny ran down the corridor hoping that none of Goten's relatives found out. He closed the door behind him and sighed in relief. A dark shadow came and the rabbit man gasped. "You?! What are you doing here?"
The figure was dressed in black with a black cloak over her head. She rose her hand and Bunny gasped for air. He rose into the air and struggled to breathe. "Turn him back." The figure rasped.
"No! My lady, I can't."
The figure tightened her grip and Bunny's face turned blue.
"Okay." He gasped, "I'll do it."
The figure got out a carrot and tossed it to the ground. "Now."
"Yes, my lady." Bunny said as he clapped his hands. In a poof of smoke, Goten sat there as he felt his body.
"Oh, I will never look at carrot cake the same way ever again." Goten vowed as he got up. "Don't you dare do it to me again!" The man glared at the rabbit man.
"Goten!" Chi Chi cried out as she ran up to her son and starting hugging him. "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine. If it weren't for that mysterious dark figure, I would've been a dead man. Where did you come from?" Goten looked around.
"I was looking for you and I felt your Ki here." Torakak explained as Gohan and his mother started bashing Bunny with a mallet.
"That person. I have to get him." Goten looked over to see the dark figure sneaking away. At superspeed he flew up and grabbed the figure. The figure was much smaller than what Goten thought.
"Gotcha!" he screamed as he snatched the mask and ripped it off to reveal Rosemary's face. "Rosemary!"
"Hi." Rosemary said as she looked away. "I'm sorry, Goten. When I saw Bunny and you about to fight, I knew that Bunny would use that trick on you."
"I guess you knew him, right?"
"Sort of." Rosemary wrapped her cloak around her body. "I'm sorry for running away."
"You lied to me. Why?" Goten asked as he held her face.
"I liked you." Rosemary replied as tears came down her cheeks. "I didn't want you to hate me. I was teased constantly about what my father did. In fact, most people would either laugh at me or scorn me. I didn't want you guys to hate me because of my family."
"Oh, Rosemary, I don't hate you." Goten held her to his chest. "I like you too. I was teased at school because I had such a big appetite."
"But, didn't you have a big appetite because you're a part Saiyan?"
"I can't help being what I am. Just like you, I'm different."
Rosemary's cheeks turned red as Goten let go. "I... I feel so stupid. I should've-"
"It's okay." Goten whispered as he stroked her hair. "I'm sorry for destroying your cell phone."
"I'll get another."
"That's good."
The two walked out of the room to see the entire group standing there with a burnt Bunny on the ground.
"Hello." Rosemary looked down and tried to move behind Goten.
"Hey, Rosemary, you okay?" Krillian asked as he came up.
"Fine. Now." The girl replied.
"You know, you're still my student."
"Despite my dark past."
"We all have our dark beginnings." Eighteen admitted as she stared at her brother. "In fact, my brother and I tried to kill Goku when we were first awakened."
"I tried to kill him and the rest of the world as well." Vegita commented, "And was nearly successful."
"Yeah, everyone here who tried to kill Goku or do something nasty to him, please raise their hands." Goten said to the entire group.
Immediately, Eighteen, Seventeen, and Vegita raised their hands. Reluctantly, Yamcha and Puar rose their hands as well.
"Dad?!" Earl exclaimed as he fell over.
"I was a desert bandit back then. I was interested in stealing what they had." Yamcha replied.
Krillian rose his hand meekly.
"Krillian." Eighteen said as she crossed her arms.
"We were rivals. I mean, okay, maybe having Goku fall down a ravine wasn't all that nice but it was competition." Krillian explained as he turned red.
One-by-one Tien, Choutsu, Uubu, and Majunor also raised their hands. "It was in a past life." Majunor explained.
Finally, Bulma, much to everyone's shock rose her hand.
"Mom?!" Trunks screamed.
"I shot him in the head." Bulma looked down as everyone else face faulted. "Well, he did get in the way of the car!"
"See? Everyone had their dark pasts. Nothing to worry about. In fact, compared to Vegita's bloody past, yours is mild."
"Thanks." Rosemary said as she took off her cloak to reveal a sparkly bikini outfit. "It was hot under that cloak." She explained as she posed.
"Awww..." The group face faulted again.
To Be Continued...
Hi! Torakak here again! I'm glad that Rosemary's back. Anyway, for our next fic, it's Vegita vs. Tien. And is Barzon Majunor's older brother? Find out more in our next episode.
Dragon Balls GN: Episode 11:Secrets of the Past