He was not happy. Goten was making faces at Trunks who flew behind the cold Prince. "Damnit stop that." Goten just looked back and kept making faces while him and Trunks stifled their laughter.

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A thunderous roundhouse was blocked by a green fore arm which shoved the appendage aside in an effort to strike the teenager. Spinning out of the way and springing out a heel kick he struck the invader's temple. His cloak fluttered as the blow knocked him to the side. Bringing his face up a large gash along the side of his eye slowly leaked blood.

"How dare you, how dare you MARK ME!!" Pulling his arms into his sides and bringing his knees up slightly he began to gather energy around him. A faint purple line formed around his body and began to grow until a sphere the size of a semi had been created. Screaming and flinging out his limbs the power flung out around him in the form of several balls. The ones in Gohan's direction were few and he had to only dodge one. But then all the other ones began to come at him again, dodging them all he grinned.

A sudden explosion and both fighters were surrounded by dust. Slowly it cleared to reveal the invader then Gohan. Gohan stood there a little roughed up but pretty much in perfect shape. "Thought you were pretty smart I see, but you were wrong. Even if I am a fighter, I'm still not an idiot. I knew the left over balls were behind me, and I knew you could control them, and, to add insult to injury, it really sucks when all I have to do is flare my ki and you can't hurt me eh?"

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Vegeta slowly waded towards the area of battle. He never did like the sneaky way but he thought Gohan deserved to get his ass kicked. Waiting around 'til he absolutely had to intervene made his winning that much more delectable. Wading forward some more he realized the two combatants were talking. To his back the small ripples of water signaled movement. Looking over his shoulder and growling out, "Stop it you two." caused the ripples to cease. The two young boys looked at him questioningly, Goten in a head lock and Trunks with a foot pushing his head away.

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Lucifer just looked at him quizzically. Suddenly without any pretense he flew forward and smashed Gohan across the stomach with an utterly terrible knee then pivoted slightly and brought the side of his heel into Gohan's face. Grabbing an arm and swinging Gohan half way around and bringing the other hand to bare against his unprotected back. Gohan limped out for a second then threw a blast backwards with both hands behind his neck and spun ready to deliver a kick to Lucifer's head. Surprise struck him as his foot was caught with one hand and his face smashed with his own blast by the other. Falling back eyes closed he didn't see but he sure felt the blow to his stomach flinging him under water and seemingly into a watery grave.

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Wide eyed and tearing Goten looked at the epicenter of the ripples in the ocean. He began shaking violently then would have catapulted out of the water to avenge his brother if it wasn't for the iron hand around his arm and the shaking head of Vegeta.

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Somewhere in the afterworld a spiky haired, orange wearing father cheered silently for the arrival of the Prince.

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Slowly a black head began rising out of the water slowly. Forlorn eyes looked down in defeat. He knew he was losing and chances are wouldn't ever win but if he ever learned anything from his father it was never ever give up. Damn was he ever tempted to throw in the white towel, but damned if he would, he was Goku's son and that meant more than anyone could ever imagine. Shaking his head and returning his hair to the short spikiness akin to a Son male, he hunched down into the tightest and most seamless defensive posture he knew, one he had learned from his father. The green arrogant man across the battle field looked at him gloatingly, the peaceful back round of the island clashing horribly with his malevolent facial composure.

"Not enough power to keep your Super Saiya-jin state? So weak, you most of all don't deserve the life you have and the limited amount of power you own, you most of all deserve death to cleanse this galaxy of your filth. Time to die." Flying forward he launched himself at the young man.

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Deep down he knew what he had to do. Pure power was not going to get him anywhere, only skill, cunning and a lot of luck was going to win this battle, and all he lacked was the luck as of lately. Turning tightly using his motion to keep him going and relying on momentum to power his blows a fist flew by his nose the forearm connected to it skimming his nose and a foot to his gut brushed his gi. His foot was sent at the other fighter's head to be blocked by an arm, which lashed out right above his arm towards his neck. Raising a shoulder and allowing the blow to glance of his shoulder causing it to go numb he turned his back and flung both feet out behind him. Feeling his opponent spin above him to bring entangled hands to bare on his back he curled in tight spun up and suddenly, he burst into Super Saiya-jin Two and flung out his fist. A loud boom and a flash of blinding white eminated from the contact point, as quick as it happened he could see again and all he saw was a palm in his face.

"Game over."

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