The Messenger
Dragon Ball R
C. A. Robert
A/n- I'm sooo sad! I just got a new computer and all my files got erased! I wrote this book before and it was two hundred and thirty six pages long! So, here we go again. Things you should know: One. Goku did not die. Gohan did kill Cell, but the second time Cell came back and blasted Trunks, Gohan killed him again. Don't ask why. Two. Trunks did not go back to his time line. I am not sure how Cell and the androids died there, actually they didn't. If Trunks left it would ruin the whole story. Three. I do not own Dragon Ball Z. But I do own this book so don't take it. Four. I did basically make up the stages of Saiyans, even though there are really stages after the ascended Super Saiyan (uh…just pretend that Gohan and Goku and the others beat Cell without going past a ascended Super Saiyan stage 2, ok? Lol). Five. Even though this book does not take place seven years after Cell, I'm still pretending it is. No, there is no Buu. But there is a Saiya Man and a World Tournament, k? Six. The Saibamen are in this, but since they were introduced so long ago in the DBZ series, I forgot how they were raised and I made it so that they just sprouted from seeds lol Ok sooo r/r thanks!
::Rated R for violence, language, and may change to NC-17 for upcoming events.:: oh yeah and sry it's a little messed up there's no spacing for paragraphs well u know what i mean :)

1
Goku yawned and stared up at the sky. It had been two years since Gohan had first defeated Cell.
"GOKU!" Chichi yelled.
"Yeah?" He called back.
"Come on! It's time to eat!" Goku licked his lips.
"Okay! I'm starving!"
He flew down and went in the house. As he opened the door and sat down, his stomach growled. He laughed.
"What did you make?" Gohan asked. Chichi gave him an angry look.
"What do you think I made?!" She spat, giving each of the male Saiyan's a plate of cut fish. She folded her arms, closed her eyes, and put her head down. "Really, Gohan. I know that the fish is fun the catch, but we've been having it every night for almost three weeks!" Gohan laughed.
"Sorry, mom." He said, and then couldn't talk anymore because he was shoveling the food into his mouth.
"It's alright, Gohan." She said, looking up. Goten wailed and Chichi started feeding him baby food.
After they had finished, Goku, then laughed, looking at the plate of bones in front of himself and Gohan that had once been filled with the large fish that Gohan had caught earlier.
"I'm going to finish my homework. See ya!" Gohan ran back up into his room. Now that Gohan was older, Chichi didn't make him do his homework and school work since he was older and decided to do it on his own.
"I'm going to bed." Goku said, standing up and yawning.
2
Goku woke up late the next morning by being pushed back and forth by someone.
He smiled and looked down at his two-year-old son, Goten. Goten looked extremely like Goku, even his personality was sometimes like Goku.
"Hey Buddy!" Goku exclaimed, picking Goten up, beaming. Goten giggled and wrapped his hands around his father, choking him. Goku pulled him away, laughing. "You're pretty strong for your age!" Goten giggled again.
"Dada!" He giggled.
"Yeah! That's me!" Goku said, pride in his voice.
"Goku!" Chichi called.
"Yeah?" He called back.
"Good! You're up! Goten is going over to Bulma and Vegeta's house today. Can you get him dressed?"
"Sure! Come on, Goten."
Goku carried him to his room and put him down as he went through his drawers and pulled out his usual orange outfit with the blue sash on it with the black t-shirt under it.
"Ah! Perfect!" He cried, even though Goten wore that every day. He put it on him and Goten ran down stairs.
Goku followed his son to the bottom floor, but in a slower pace.
"Chichi…" He moaned. "What's for breakfast?" He asked as Chichi was putting her purse over her shoulder.
"Nothing, yet. If your that hungry, you can get something out of the fridge. Not the whole fridge, one thing. I'll be back soon, I have to bring Trunks over Bulma's."
"Okay…"
Chichi took Goten's hand and left the house. Goku sighed and went into the fridge.
"Hm?" He asked himself, feeling Kirlan's presence outside of the house.
Goku opened the door and sure enough Krilan was standing there, covered in sweat.
"Krilan?" Goku cried. "What's wrong?" Krilan panted for a moment, then stepped inside and slouched down onto the kitchen chair.
"Piccolo…he…he…"
"Whoa, calm down." Goku commanded. Krilan took a couple deep breaths, then sighed, and continued.
"Piccolo was training off far away and he felt a very large energy level from far away. It wasn't one of ours." Goku lowered his eyebrows and nodded.
"Mm Hm. I knew that everything was too peaceful. Let's go." Goku turned his head to the stairs. "Gohan!" He yelled.
"Yeah Dad?" Gohan came down the stairs.
"Come on, we need to go."
"Where?" As they started flying, Krilan explained to Gohan what he told Goku.
"We're all meeting at the spot where Piccolo figured he would land." Krilan stated.
"Is his power greater than mine?" Gohan asked. Krilan nodded.
"I'm afraid so. About ten times as much as yours."
"I see." Gohan said looking off to the left.
They got to the spot and landed. Piccolo, Tien, Yamcha, Puar, Chaotzu, and Vegeta were already there.
"He guys!" Goku cried. They hadn't seen each other since Cell.
"Hey Goku!" Yamcha cried. Tien and Chaotzu were also smiling, and Piccolo and Vegeta was as usual looking dark and gloomy.
"So who do you think it is?" Tien asked.
"Cell?" Yamcha suggested.
"No." Gohan said. "I destroyed every 'cell' in his body." Yamcha and Tien nodded.
Goku could definitely feel that energy now, and it was definitely stronger than Gohan.
They felt Trunks' (older) energy coming near. Trunks was staying in this time for a while, no one really asked him why.
"Hey." He said, landing. "Any idea who this guy is?" He asked. Goku shook his head.
"Nope." He said. Trunks sighed and stared at the morning sky with the others.
Off in the far distance they could start to see a silver light, which caught their attention.
"Look!" Yamcha cried even though they all had already seen it.
The silver light came closer and closer until it landed in front of them.
The light disappeared and revealed a girl
The girl had silver hair that went a little below her shoulders and silver eyes. She was wearing black stretch pants, a black tank top that showed a little strip of her stomach, (her hair wad down) and black boots that didn't go to much farther than her ankle. Last, she had a brown tail that was swinging behind her. Goku noticed that she had blood red nail polish on.
"Who are you?" Gohan asked shakily. The girl smiled.
"My name is Heroki. I come here from a distant planet looking for a group of Saiyans who had supposedly saved this side of the universe. Do you know where they might be?" She asked.
"Yeah, we're them." Goku said as himself, Vegeta, Gohan, and Trunks stepped forward.
"Why? You gonna fight us for this side of the universe?" Goku asked. Heroki laughed.
"No! I came here to join you guys." She explained.
"Why?" Vegeta asked. Her face shown an angry look then went back to normal.
"Because…I feel like it." She said with a smile.
"Are you a Saiyan?" Trunks asked.
"Of course I am." She replied.
"Then why is your hair silver? It's supposed to be black, unless you're half." Vegeta commented, glancing over to his son, Trunks, who didn't notice the glare.
"Because I'm in the form of a Mega Saiyan." She said. He raised an eyebrow. "They stage after the whole Super Saiyan stage…" She said. "But I can go further than that, to Supreme Saiyan." She added.
"I see." Gohan replied.
"So…you think I can join up with you guys?" Heroki asked. Goku grinned.
"Yeah! We can use as many people as we can! Especially if they're as strong as you!" Goku exclaimed. Heroki smiled, but Vegeta scowled.
"Wait a minute. Don't I have a say in this?" He asked.
"Well…I guess…" Goku said, scratching his head. Everyone had considered Goku the leader of them all since he was the strongest for such a long time.
"Well, I don't think that she should join us." Vegeta said.
"Hey Vegeta." Yamcha said with a glare. "Who ever said you were one of us anyways?" Vegeta gritted his teeth.
"Well, why not? Why not let her join us?" Trunks asked.
"Why let her join us?" Vegeta asked.
"Why not?" Heroki asked Vegeta. He didn't answer. "What, because I'm a girl?" Vegeta smirked.
"Well, yes." He said.
"Well that's not fair!" She accused.
"Women are not equipped to fight. It always has and always will be a man who finally gets the ob done." He replied.
"Oh really?" She asked, putting her hands on her hips.
"Vegeta, that really isn't fair." Goku said with a serious look on his face. "Anyways, she's far surpassed us all in strength, so if you don't have any other reason for her not to join us, then say it." Since Goku mentioned strength, Vegeta was silent, as Goku knew he would be.
"Welcome to the group, Heroki!" Gohan cried. Heroki smiled.
"So where do you live?" Tien asked.
"Uh…" Heroki said. Goku smiled.
"Why don't you stay with me and Gohan?" Goku asked. "You, too, Trunks. Where have you been staying?" Trunks shrugged.
"Nowhere, really."
"Then you'll stay?" Goku asked Heroki and Trunks. They exchanged glances, shrugged, and nodded. "Oh, right, I'm Goku." He said.
"Hi." Heroki said as everyone else introduced themselves, but Goku had to introduce Vegeta for him since he was still silent.
3
Goku, Gohan, Heroki, and Trunks flew back to Goku's house.
They landed at the house and Goku opened the door.
"GOKU GOHAN WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?!" A girl who Heroki guess to be Goku's wife yelled. Trunks and Heroki sweat-dropped.
"Chichi, calm down." Goku said as they all went in and Gohan closed the door.
As Goku explained to the fuming woman named Chichi, Heroki started looking around. They had a very small home, nothing like she was used to.
"…But there's only one guest room." Heroki heard Chichi say as she looked back at the couple.
"Uh…well…that's okay." Goku said, putting his hand behind his head and smiling.
"Alright…" She said. Goku tipped his head towards the stairs.
"C'mon, the guest room is up here." He said. Heroki and Trunks followed Goku up to the guest room.
Heroki sighed when he opened the door. It was very small. She hated small houses, but hey, he was poor.
"Well. This is it." He said. "You got any luggage at all?" Goku asked stupidly, they both didn't come with bags.
"Yeah." They both said at the same time, exchanging looks. Trunks smiled but Heroki didn't.
"Okay…well, there are two dressers. See ya." Goku left, closing the door.
Heroki looked at Trunks. He was pulling some sort of device off of his belt that she didn't recognize. He smiled at her then pushed the button on top.
Smoke filled the room. Trunks ran to the window and opened it as smoke poured out as Heroki sweat-dropped.
In place of the smoke were a couple bags. Trunks smiled.
"Luggage." He said, simply.
Heroki looked at him and nodded. She pulled a bag out of her pocket. She threw the tiny things on the floor as Trunks watched her. A remote also fell out and she caught it and pressed a button and the small items expanded to her clothes.

After Heroki and Trunks were done putting away their clothes, they were discussing the bed problem.
"How about we rotate. One night I'll spend on the floor while you have the bed, then you sleep on the floor the next night and I have the bed?" Heroki nodded.
"Fine with me." She said.
"Hey Heroki, Trunks!" Gohan called.
"Yeah?" They called back.
"C'mon! Suppers on the table!" Heroki followed Trunks down. Chichi had an aggravated look on her face. Fish was on the table.
4
A couple weeks had passed since Heroki first came. They were getting to know her better, and found that she could have the Saiyan attitude at times.
Gohan had started going to school and had started pretending to be something called 'Saiya Man' to hide his identity so he could fight crime but not freak out his school friends. Heroki thought this was a stupid idea. Why hide your strength?
On this particular night, Heroki was lying on Goku's roof, staring at the night sky. It was nothing like her planet's sky. She sighed. She missed her planet a lot.
"Hey." Trunks said, flying onto the roof and sitting next to her.
"Hi." She answered. He smiled and looked up at the stars.
"Beautiful, isn't it?" He asked. She nodded.
"Yeah. I've never seen anything like it." She said. Trunks smiled.
"I bet. So where do you come from?" She turned her head away from the skies to Trunks.
"A different planet. The Saiyan planet. In the West Quadrant." Trunks looked at her.
"I thought that Vegeta was the Saiyan planet?" Heroki sat up and looked at him.
"Originally, my planet, Wen Aeniug, was the main Saiyan planet. But that was so far back ago that only- well, only a few people know about it. So the Emperor sent a space ship to search the other quadrants with a whole ton of Saiyans on it, the whole number is unknown. So they got lost and found refuge on what is now called Vegeta and started their own Saiyan planet. Then I guess someone named Freeza took over and supposedly whipped out all Saiyans, which of course is not true."
"I see."
"So I guess in this quadrant the only pure Saiyans are Goku, Gohan, Vegeta, Goten, that other Trunks, and you." She said.
"Uh…" Trunks started. "Goten, Trunks, Gohan, and I are not pure. Our fathers were." Heroki's eyes widened.
"What?!" She cried. "They interbred?!" Trunks smiled and shrugged.
"Yeah, you can call it that." Heroki shook her head.
"So you're half human?" She asked. He nodded.
"Well…yeah…" She sighed.
"I see." Trunks' eyes widened.
"That doesn't mean anything to you, does it?!" He asked. Heroki raised an eyebrow, hearing the urgency in his voice.
"Uh…I guess not…" She said, even though it made her think a little less of him. He smiled and sighed.
"Alright."

The next day, Heroki was on the roof looking at the day sky. Trunks was watching TV with Goku.
"Hey Mom! I'm back!"
Gohan called, flying back on the nimbus. He landed in front of the house as the nimbus flew away, he looked up at Heroki and smiled.
"I think you might want to come in and hear the news, Heroki." He went in, leaving the door open for her.
Heroki raised an eyebrow and flew in and closed the door. Everyone was crowded into the small kitchen.
"Okay, well, I just heard from a friend that they're going to be holding a World Tournament in three weeks!" Goku and Trunks smiled.
"Yeah!!" They cried.
"What about you, Heroki?" Gohan asked. She nodded.
"Yeah, alright." Heroki didn't look half excited as Trunks, Gohan, and Goku.
Heroki flew back up to the roof. Three weeks…She didn't really need to train, but she would anyways. Trunks flew up with her. The sun was setting.
"Hey." He said with a smile on his face. "You excited?"
"Yeah, I guess." He smiled. "I was wondering. Why did you want to join up with us anyway?" Heroki shrugged.
"This quadrant gets all the excitement." She lied.
"I see." He said.
5
Two weeks and six days had passed. Yes, it was the day before the World Tournament. Everyone had trained, but it hadn't really helped anyone too much.
Heroki was pacing back and forth in her and Trunks' room. She wanted to go to the tournament. Trunks came into the room and jumped on the bed. Tonight he had the bed.
"Hey. Excited about the tournament?" He asked with a smile.
"You could say that." She answered. He smiled again.
"Well, only a couple hours until we go." He said. "Who do you want to fight most?" He asked as she lied down in her sleeping bag.
"Vegeta, Goku, Gohan, or you." She replied. He nodded.
"I see."
Heroki realized that Trunks thought that he and she were 'friends'. None of these earthlings or lowly Saiyans were her friends, not even Vegeta.
"I'm going to sleep." She said simply.
"Oh, okay. Uh, I'll get the light."
6
The next morning, Heroki was waiting in front of Goku's house for Vegeta and the one called 'Bulma'. When she and Trunks first got up, Trunks explained to her that he came from the future and Vegeta's son was himself in this present time. Heroki couldn't help but be confused, but she didn't show it.
A massive structure landed in front of them and a girl with blue hair stepped out holding what Heroki guessed to be the present Trunks. Vegeta was also in the machine, so the blue haired girl must've been Bulma. On the side of the machine read 'Capsule Corp.', the same company that was printed on Trunks' shirt, which he explained to be
"Hey guys!" Bulma cried.
"Hey Bulma!" Gohan beamed.
"C'mon! We're gonna be late!"
Heroki got on last, not knowing if this 'ship' would be able to sustain them in the sky.
But sure enough, they started flying towards the tournament.
When they got to the point, Heroki's jaw dropped. Thousands of people were already crowded around the stadium. She didn't think that many people would be there. No matter, though.
They landed and Heroki stepped out, last, that is except for Vegeta.
They walked in silence to the stadium. Thousands of people were walking around.
"Wow." Goku said. Lots of more people than last time I was here."
"Yeah, I know!" Bulma agreed.
"So only me, dad, Vegeta, Trunks, Heroki, 18, and Krilan, and Piccolo are competing?" Gohan asked.
"Looks like it." Goku said.
"Hey guys!" Krilan and a blonde girl walked over whom Heroki considered as 18, the girl android that Trunks told her about.
"Krilan! Hey!" Goku cried. "Hi, 18." He said with a little less enthusiasm.
"Hello." 18 answered.
"So…" Krilan said, rubbing his hands together. "We gonna sign up?" He asked.
"Yeah." Goku decided. They walked to the booths and were signed up.

After about two hours, they were waiting in the special room behind where they would fight. In the fourth round Heroki was facing Trunks, and in the sixth Goku is facing Vegeta.
Goosebumps formed on Heroki's skin and she turned around.
"Hey, Heroki." Kamaya said, an old friend, you could say.
"Uh…hi Kamaya." She looked at the others. They had confused looks on their faces as she walked over to Kamaya. "What are you doing here? You're supposed to be kept secret!" She whispered. Kamaya merely smiled.
"Hey, I'm not letting you get into all the fun. I just want to see how strong these people are."
"Believe me, they're not half as strong as you."
"I shouldn't think so. They're only half as strong as you, and you're not even a quarter as strong as I." Kamaya laughed as painful look shown in Heroki's eyes. "Well, go."
Heroki walked back to the others.
"Who's that?" Gohan asked.
"An old friend." She said.
"Oh." Goku said. The announcer called out Piccolo and to Heroki's surprise, Kamaya. They went out.
Heroki pushed the people who were in front looking out out of the way to watch them.
Kamaya was smiling, Piccolo wasn't.
"Hello, Piccolo." Kamaya said, his smile growing wider from the rhyme.
"Hello, Kamaya." Piccolo said, still not smiling.
"And begin!" The announcer yelled.
"You cannot kill someone in this competition, true?" He asked. Piccolo nodded.
"True." Kamaya sighed.
"Oh well. I'll just make you come very close to death." He said. Heroki sighed and walked to the back of the room. She knew what was coming next. Some type of knife or sword was going to come out of his cloak and he was going to scar Piccolo as much as he could.

Trunks stared at what he couldn't believe. Piccolo couldn't lay a finger on Kamaya, and strangely, he couldn't sense any energy coming from this Kamaya.
Kamaya had a dagger and was cutting Piccolo over different parts of his body, Piccolo screaming. The crowd had looks of horror on their faces and was gasping. The announcer didn't know what to do.
"We gotta help him!" Gohan cried.
"No." Heroki started, walking over to them. "Don't worry. Kamaya won't kill him, he'll just hurt him as much as he can. He wouldn't want to get kicked out of the tournament." She said. "He can't just hurt one person…" She mumbled under her breath.
Trunks' head turned back to Piccolo. How did Heroki know this Kamaya if she came from a totally different planet in a different quadrant?
Out in the ring, the floor was being covered in Piccolo's blood. Kamaya had stopped ___ Piccolo, he was talking to him.
Kamaya raised his hand and hit Piccolo in the neck, making Piccolo scream and fall over, unconscious, as Kamaya left the ring.
When he passed Trunks, he smiled and kept walking to the back of the room.
"I can tell that he's going to be a problem." Goku whispered.
"You have no idea…" Heroki whined. Trunks looked at her. What did she mean?
Two men ran out with a stretcher to get Piccolo, and a couple other men ran out with mops and buckets to clean up the mess. The announcer announced Kamaya as the winner.
"How do you know?" Krilan asked Heroki.
"Believe me." She replied, folding her arms and leaning up against the wall. Piccolo was carried away. Kamaya was going into the second round.
Krilan and some human were called out, and obviously, Krilan won almost immediately.
The third round was two humans against each other. It took about a half an hour to finish.
"That was a great round! Next up, Heroki and Trunks Brief!"
Trunks walked out with Heroki next to him. He was excited to see how strong she was, yet a little worried.
The got into the ring and the announcer told them to begin. Trunks kept his eyes on Heroki, who did not move.
"I'm going to make this fight quick." She said, then teleported to him and kicked him, sending him flying into the wall, which separated the crowd from the ring. Trunks landed out. Heroki won, quickly, as she said.
The kick wasn't enough to hurt Trunks, but he was disappointed that he didn't even have a chance to try. Heroki walked back to the others.
Trunks stood up and walked back to the others as Heroki was announced the winner and was going to the second round.
"Well." Goku said. "I was hoping for a better fight than that." Trunks nodded.
"So was I." Trunks said. Heroki was leaning up against the wall. Trunks' fun was over.
"I'm going out for a while." Heroki said. "Tell me when the second round starts." She left.
"Uh…" Trunks started with a tint of red on his face. Everyone looked at him. "I'm…err…"
"Go ahead, Trunks." Goku said with a grin. Trunks smiled in thanks and left after Heroki.
He found her at the entrance to the tournament, she was sitting, leaning up against the wall on the outside. She didn't notice him, and Trunks didn't want to make himself known yet.
Heroki looked as if she was about to cry. She was taking in deep breaths and staring into nothing. Her eyes were watering. She reached into her pocket and took out some small machine, pressed a button on it, and like her clothes, it expanded.
She pressed another button on it, and almost immediately a man's face shown on its screen, definitely a Saiyan.
"Heroki? What's wrong?" He asked.
"I'm not sure if I can go through with this. They're all…so nice. They have no idea what's going to happen."
"Just keep Wen Aeniug on your mind."
"Kamaya made himself known. I'm at the World Martial Arts Tournament, and he's fighting in it." The man's eyes widened.
"That wasn't supposed to happen!" He cried.
"Kamakie, I seriously can't go through with this." She said. "It's not just how nice they are…it's one of them in particular…" Kamakie grinned.
"I see." The grin left. "Well, just do what you have to do. You can't sacrifice Wen Aeniug. You just can't."
"I know. Sorry for bothering you." She said, turning off the computer thing.
Trunks leaned up against the wall on the opposite side of Heroki.
What was she hiding? What did she have to do? How did she know Kamaya?
Questions swam around in Trunks' head. He sighed and walked back to the others. He would talk to her later.
"Where is she?" Kamaya asked.
"Uh, she's sitting at the entrance." Trunks answered. Kamaya left. Trunks would go over and talk to her when Kamaya came back.

Heroki sighed when she felt Kamaya's presence.
"Heroki." He said as he appeared in front of her.
"Kamaya." She mimicked with an angry tone, not looking up. He ginned at her.
"Hey. Don't get mad now. I think I'm going to be doing you a favor." She looked up at him in desperate hope.
"What?" She asked. She was hoping that he would let her off the job.
"That boy, Trunks. He is the son of Prince Vegeta, no?" He asked.
"Yeah, I guess. So?" She asked.
"Well, since that interbreed is already married, we'll settle for his son. If you get him to trust you and form a relationship with him, you can go far enough to mate. The child, who would have your strength combined with that bloodline, will be given up to me and trained from birth to be the ultimate fighting machine."
Heroki frowned at this. The least person she wanted to hurt like that would be Trunks.
"Of course, you would have to kill him right after the child is born." This made Heroki feel even worse. Kamaya saw the worry in Heroki's tattle tail eyes. "Wen Aeniug, Empress, Wen Aeniug." He reminded her. Heroki sighed and nodded.
"Yes, Lord Kamaya." Kamaya left. Heroki sighed and got up and walked back to the others.
"Glad to see you back, Heroki." Krilan said seriously.
Goku and Vegeta were fighting out in the ring. Apparently their battle just started, and no one was winning, they were already tearing up the ring.
Goku took a dive into the arena but quickly recovered and sent a large energy blast at Vegeta. It hit him and he went flying, but then they both teleported into the air about thirty feet above the ring and were kicking and punching each other.
They both sent a powerful punch, which sent vibes through the air. They backed away. They were talking.

About an hour passed. Goku and Vegeta were still fighting. Then they landed on the ground, they were talking, and Vegeta was smiling.
"What are they talking about?" Gohan asked.
"Vegeta's probably saying how Goku could never beat him and he feels like they just started." Krilan said admirably.
Goku smiled and was walking towards the stairs, then Vegeta hit Goku on the neck, knocking him on the neck with the side of his hand, rendering Goku unconscious.
"And Vegeta is the winner!" The announcer cried. Trunks listened closely to his fathers words:
"Pitiful, Kakarot. Like I, the prince of all Saiyans could level with you." Vegeta walked back. Even though Vegeta was shorter than most of the others, the pride in his stance made him seem like a giant.
7
Heroki was nervous. It was the last round of the tournament, Vegeta against Kamaya. She had given up, her next opponent was Kamaya. She was not going to give herself up to him so easily.
They walked out. Heroki was sure that she was close enough to hear if they talked this time. As Kamaya entered the light, the crowd gasped. Apparently they hadn't liked his fighting technique.
"You ready?" Kamaya asked, smiling, his white fangs glistening.
"Begin!" The announcer yelled.
Kamaya may have looked human, but Heroki knew that he definitely wasn't human, nor Saiyan. He was a race called Artisans, a very peaceful race, and could live up to eight thousand years old. But Kamaya was born different. He destroyed his planet and the inhabitants, and left to take over the West Quadrant, since the South Quadrant had to many weaklings which he could kill all too quickly. He came to Wen Aeniug is 78, 926(Wen Aeniug years), when Heroki was only five. Of course then he already over one thousand years old, but that was because he was having fun torturing the other inhabitants of his Quadrant and training, but even before that, he lived with the Artisans for a long time.
"I was born ready." Vegeta said. Kamaya smirked. Vegeta, however, was folding his arms, looking quite angry. "Are we going to fight or are we gong to stand around day dreaming?"
"You want to fight? Okay." He said, then his smile left his face and he flew at Vegeta, then hit him in the stomach.
Vegeta's jaw dropped and blood dripped out.
Vegeta went flying backwards, but caught himself before he hit the wall, like Trunks. He quickly recovered, grunted, and flew at Kamaya.
Vegeta pulled his arm back, getting ready to punch Kamaya in the same way.
Kamaya, smiling, teleported to behind Vegeta and raised his fist, brought it down, and sent Vegeta crashing into the stadium floor. Vegeta slowly got up. He was shaking with anger and disappointment.
Kamaya was hovering over Vegeta, laughing.
"You should have known that you could not have defeated me." Kamaya said.
"I haven't even gotten started!" Vegeta yelled, no pain in his voice.
"Really? Well, maybe I shall have to raise my ki a little more. But I don't think so." Vegeta grunted and flew at him.
Vegeta was kicking and punching at Kamaya, missing every time.
Heroki didn't know what Kamaya was doing. He's not having fun. He has to see blood to have fun, lots and lots of blood. If he's being so calm now, I'd hate to see what he's going to be like in a few minutes. She thought.
Kamaya did seem to look bored. The smile was gone from his face and his eyes were half shut.
He yawned and punched Vegeta in the jaw, then raised his right leg and kicked Vegeta in the side, making him again fly into the stadium floor, causing another aperture.
Vegeta again shakily stood up and reached in to his pocket. He pulled out a couple seeds.
"What are those?" Trunks asked.
"Saibamen." Goku and Heroki said at the same time.
"Which are?" Trunks asked.
"Little green things that fight for the Saiyans." Heroki said.
"I see." Trunks stated.
Vegeta threw the seeds onto the ground and as Heroki said, green alien-like things sprouted. Kamaya started at them.
"What the hell…?" He asked. "Oh! The Saibamen!" He laughed. "You think those are going to stop me."
"Kamaya's right. We're all far surpassed their ki." Krilan said. Heroki sighed. Why didn't Kamaya just end this?
The Saibamen dived at Kamaya, and Kamaya dodged them all easily. He sent a blast at them and they all disengaged.
"Damn you!" Vegeta yelled.
"Such harsh words, Prince Vegeta!" Hearing Kamaya call him a prince made Vegeta even madder.
"Father…" Trunks mumbled, but Heroki still heard it. What was Kamaya going to do?
"You are such a waste." Kamaya said. Vegeta groaned. Heroki knew that Vegeta hated it that he was not strong enough to fight back.


A/N: okay so there was more but I felt it was appropriate to leave it there so yeah.... okay :) so review plz tell me what u think even if i get bad reviews im gonna keep uploading my story. don't you hate it when u find a good story then the author doesn't finish it? lol well i wont do that to you. :)