Trunks put himself between the two younger Sons and the vicious Saiyan that hovered before them. The crown prince snarled at Brolly, revealing surprisingly sharp canines.
"Goten, take Gohan back to my house," ordered the eldest boy over his shoulder.
"No way!" protested his friend. "I'm not leaving you here all by yourself."
"Shut up and do what I say," barked Trunks, his eyes never leaving Brolly.
The Saiyan in front of them was casually studying the three children. From a quick scan of their kis, he detected that they were fairly weak...and of the same species as himself. Brolly chuckled. That was interesting. It was a shame that he was going to have to kill part of his own race. Some things must be done though. The insane Saiyan's eyes glinted evilly. Besides, he was hungry for blood.
"Brolly, we don't have all day," snapped Paragas. "Get on with it. The sooner you attack those brats, the sooner the real competition will get here."
"Get lost while you still can, Chibi," stated Trunks, risking a glance behind him towards the two other boys.
Goten frowned fiercely.
"Don't look at me like that Chibi," admonishedTrunks, sighing as his best friend's face scrunched up into a pout.
"I won't leave you," whimpered Goten.
Trunks scowled angrily at the other boy, hoping to discourage him from lingering any longer. He didn't want Goten to get hurt. Goten, however, contorted his face into a look of sheer determination. The boy glared defiantly at Trunks.
"Chibi, I'm not asking. I'm ordering," stated the older boy sternly, trying to bully his friend into submitting to his commands.
"No," sniffed Goten stubbornly.
"I guess I have no choice," grumbled the crown prince.
Trunks clasped his hands together; he then brought his fists down hard on Goten's head. The younger boy's eyes rolled to the back of his head and he began to fall from the sky. Trunks quickly caught him.
"What did you do that for?" protested Gohan, his eyes wide with shock.
"It was for his own good," answered Trunks, pushing the unconscious Goten into the other Son's arms. "Go back to Capsule Corp. Fast."
Gohan adjusted his hold on his "little brother." He glanced uncertainly from the purple haired boy to the two Saiyans hovering in the air in front of them. The mad gleam in the younger attacker's eyes sent a shiver down his back.
"Go," hissed Trunks.
Gohan decided not to protest like Goten had. Gathering his energy, he sped off past Brolly and Paragas. He glanced back at the shrinking figures, sending up a silent prayer for Trunks.
Brolly lazily watched the youngest child escape with the other black-haired boy.
"Leave them alone," snapped Trunks. "You're fight is with me."
The other Saiyan turned his attention towards the remaining child. Brolly smirked as he studied the scrawny youth before him. The child was completely unimpressive. This would be almost too easy.
Trunks slipped into a fighting stance. This action elicited a chuckle from Brolly. He let out a bored sigh. Once he finished with this brat, he would be closer towards his goal. The Saiyan shifted into a stance.
Trunks screamed and charged through the air. He began to lash out violently, punching and kicking rapidly. Brolly chortled as he effortlessly blocked all of the boy's attacks. Without warning, the older Saiyan struck out. He drove his fist into Trunks' stomach. The lavender-haired boy sputtered as the oxygen was forced out of his lungs. He began to sink slightly as he futilely attempted to maintain his ki to keep airborne while trying to catch his breath.
Brolly laughed maniacally at the boy's pain. Trunks narrowed his eyes. His leg whipped out, catching his opponent off guard. Brolly grunted as the child's foot slammed into his groin.
Trunks whooped triumphantly and smirked down at his opponent. Brolly was bent double and twitching slightly in pain. The tall Saiyan slowly turned his head up and glared at the young boy. Trunks shivered at the distant look in Brolly's eyes; they seemed completely void of rational thought.
Brolly shouted and released a ki blast at Trunks. As expected, the child dodged the attack. The older Saiyan intercepted the boy's escape path. He landed a punch square in the youth's face. Trunks flew backwards from the impact. Brolly fazed out of sight and reappeared behind the child, kneeing him in the center of the spine. Trunks lurched forward; however, he used his momentum to perform a mid-air somersault. Ignoring the pain throbbing through his body, he gathered a ki blast and sent the attack hurtling towards Brolly.
The tall Saiyan hissed as the energy attack slammed into his chest. He retaliated with his own ki bomb. The attack tore into Trunks; he winced as the heat from the attack seared his skin. Licking blood from his dry, cracked lips, Trunks shouted and lunged once more at Brolly. He was going to teach the other Saiyan never to mess with the prince of all Saiyans. Brolly laughed loudly as the persistent child once more started up an offensive.
"There's no point, brat," commented Paragas from the sidelines. "You will be defeated."
"NEVER!" shrieked Trunks.
With a yell, energy enveloped the youth. Pure golden light wrapped around his body as his energy level rose drastically. In the wake of the ki rush hovered a Super Saiyan. Trunks smirked. He charged fearlessly toward Brolly. His first few punches and kicks landed; Brolly was too startled by the boy's transformation. After a moment, the older Saiyan began to gather what senses he had left and defend himself. He did a back flip in order to put some space between himself and his attacker. Brolly snarled angrily at the boy in front of him. The look was slowly replaced by a wicked grin.
"So, you wanna play little boy?" he mocked, his smile becoming more delirious. "Then let's play."
Energy engulfed Brolly as the Saiyan began to raise his own ki. Trunks bent double, clutching his stomach as a wave of nausea flooded over his body. He vainly tried to block Brolly's ki from his sense; his efforts were useless. The abnormal sensation of Brolly's ki was overwhelming the small child.
Brolly's energy continued to climb. The fire-like energy lapped at his body, seeming to consume him whole. His massive black locks turned golden; his blank eyes became a haunting shade of turquoise. The ki subsided as Brolly finished his transformation into a Super Saiyan. Trunks groaned as the pain in his stomach slowly faded. He warily studied the Super Saiyan in front of him.
Brolly stared down at his transformed body, smirking gleefully. He reveled in his power. He reminded himself that he must thank that crazy old fool, Dr. Gero. Right before he kills him. His eyes slowly turned to focus on a shocked Trunks. The boy stared at him, blinking rapidly. Suddenly a frown crossed Trunks' face.
"You don't scare me!" he shouted angrily.
Brolly laughed in response. He was going to enjoy this, even if it was going to be an incredibly unfair slaughter. Brolly shifted into a fighting stance and crooked his index finger, beckoning Trunks to attack. The crown prince obliged; Trunks rushed at Brolly. The older Saiyan swiftly moved to the side and brought his knee up directly into the child's stomach. A small amount of blood spurted out of Trunks mouth. The boy retreated a few feet away, cradling his sore stomach. Brolly moved in for another attack; this time a roundhouse kick brought his foot came in contact with Trunks' jaw. The child grunted in pain as more blood began to drip down his chin. Brolly attempted another kick, but Trunks was able to block this one. The two began to exchange blows, neither one able to drive through the other's defenses.
This exchange continued for a solid fifteen minutes without either Saiyan gaining the advantage. As time wore on, Trunks felt himself tiring. He knew that he wouldn't be able to hold up much longer. Brolly sensed that his opponent was slowly weakening. He feinted a left hook; as Trunks shifted to block the attack, Brolly quickly shifted and held his palm above the boy's exposed side. With a demented smile, the older Saiyan released a ki attack. The energy blast ripped into Trunks side, crushing a rib or two as well as leaving a nasty gash.
The boy hung in the air momentarily, attempting to ignore the pain searing through his body. His vision began to flicker in and out. Slowly, Trunks began to lose altitude. Brolly smirked down at the boy as he began to drift down towards the earth below. Trunks glared back up at him. He thrust his arm out in the direction of the Saiyan hovering over him, releasing his own energy attack. The blast smashed directly into the surprised Brolly's face, jerking his head backwards. He growled viciously as he wiped blood from his nose.
Trunks uprighted himself from his downward spiral and charged at his opponent. He managed to land a few good punches before Brolly smashed his fist on the top of Trunks' head. Once more, the child was reeling down towards the ground. He crashed into the landscape, a cloud of thick dust rising up from the crater formed by his slender body.
Trunks lay still, trying not to whimper at the agony his body was experiencing. He was not weak. He was the prince of all Saiyans, damnit. He wasn't going to be defeated by anyone of a lower class. Trunks slowly cracked open one eyelid, wincing as his eyes adjusted to the harsh sunlight. Brolly and Paragas were both standing at the edge of the crater, sneering down at him. Trunks struggled to his feet. He staggered a couple of steps, swaying slightly as he tried to steady himself. He slowly rose into the air until he was level with the two Saiyans.
"Stubborn pest, isn't he?" commented Paragas airily.
Brolly smirked; he was enjoying this. The boy had turned out to be more of a challenge than he had first thought he would be. He hovered in the air, accepting Trunks' silent challenge. It really would be a shame to destroy such a enthusiastic little warrior.
Trunks shot into the sky, Brolly close on his heels. The boy flipped mid-air, facing his enemy once more. He held out his hand, gathering his ki into his palm. He sent the attack flying at his opponent. Brolly easily dodged the ki bomb and flew straight into Trunks. He punched the boy without mercy. Trunks yelled in pain and struck out blindly; his nails scratched across Brolly's cheek, tearing into the flesh and leaving four parallel bloody stripes. Brolly hissed and backed away, covering his cheek with his hand protectively. His hand snaked out and he grasped Trunks by the hair and slung the boy. Brolly shifted out of sight and reappeared in the boy's pathway. He slammed his fist down on Trunks, sending the child hurtling down into the earth, forming yet another crater. Brolly landed gracefully nearby and stalked towards the large scar in the surface of the land. He leaned over and looked down at the child laying down at the bottom of the crater. Trunks was motionless, blood dripping from the various wounds on his body.
"Quite pathetic," muttered Paragas as he once again joined his son. "I hope you're going to end this. It's becoming quite dull."
Brolly smirked and held up his hand, palm towards the unconscious youth. Slowly, flickering ki formed in front of his hand. Brolly released the energy attack directly at Trunks. The energy crashed into the boy's body, mangling it. Brolly could sense the child's ki drop to a dangerously low level.
"Let's go," Brolly growled, taking to the air, his father following close behind.
"Goten, take Gohan back to my house," ordered the eldest boy over his shoulder.
"No way!" protested his friend. "I'm not leaving you here all by yourself."
"Shut up and do what I say," barked Trunks, his eyes never leaving Brolly.
The Saiyan in front of them was casually studying the three children. From a quick scan of their kis, he detected that they were fairly weak...and of the same species as himself. Brolly chuckled. That was interesting. It was a shame that he was going to have to kill part of his own race. Some things must be done though. The insane Saiyan's eyes glinted evilly. Besides, he was hungry for blood.
"Brolly, we don't have all day," snapped Paragas. "Get on with it. The sooner you attack those brats, the sooner the real competition will get here."
"Get lost while you still can, Chibi," stated Trunks, risking a glance behind him towards the two other boys.
Goten frowned fiercely.
"Don't look at me like that Chibi," admonishedTrunks, sighing as his best friend's face scrunched up into a pout.
"I won't leave you," whimpered Goten.
Trunks scowled angrily at the other boy, hoping to discourage him from lingering any longer. He didn't want Goten to get hurt. Goten, however, contorted his face into a look of sheer determination. The boy glared defiantly at Trunks.
"Chibi, I'm not asking. I'm ordering," stated the older boy sternly, trying to bully his friend into submitting to his commands.
"No," sniffed Goten stubbornly.
"I guess I have no choice," grumbled the crown prince.
Trunks clasped his hands together; he then brought his fists down hard on Goten's head. The younger boy's eyes rolled to the back of his head and he began to fall from the sky. Trunks quickly caught him.
"What did you do that for?" protested Gohan, his eyes wide with shock.
"It was for his own good," answered Trunks, pushing the unconscious Goten into the other Son's arms. "Go back to Capsule Corp. Fast."
Gohan adjusted his hold on his "little brother." He glanced uncertainly from the purple haired boy to the two Saiyans hovering in the air in front of them. The mad gleam in the younger attacker's eyes sent a shiver down his back.
"Go," hissed Trunks.
Gohan decided not to protest like Goten had. Gathering his energy, he sped off past Brolly and Paragas. He glanced back at the shrinking figures, sending up a silent prayer for Trunks.
Brolly lazily watched the youngest child escape with the other black-haired boy.
"Leave them alone," snapped Trunks. "You're fight is with me."
The other Saiyan turned his attention towards the remaining child. Brolly smirked as he studied the scrawny youth before him. The child was completely unimpressive. This would be almost too easy.
Trunks slipped into a fighting stance. This action elicited a chuckle from Brolly. He let out a bored sigh. Once he finished with this brat, he would be closer towards his goal. The Saiyan shifted into a stance.
Trunks screamed and charged through the air. He began to lash out violently, punching and kicking rapidly. Brolly chortled as he effortlessly blocked all of the boy's attacks. Without warning, the older Saiyan struck out. He drove his fist into Trunks' stomach. The lavender-haired boy sputtered as the oxygen was forced out of his lungs. He began to sink slightly as he futilely attempted to maintain his ki to keep airborne while trying to catch his breath.
Brolly laughed maniacally at the boy's pain. Trunks narrowed his eyes. His leg whipped out, catching his opponent off guard. Brolly grunted as the child's foot slammed into his groin.
Trunks whooped triumphantly and smirked down at his opponent. Brolly was bent double and twitching slightly in pain. The tall Saiyan slowly turned his head up and glared at the young boy. Trunks shivered at the distant look in Brolly's eyes; they seemed completely void of rational thought.
Brolly shouted and released a ki blast at Trunks. As expected, the child dodged the attack. The older Saiyan intercepted the boy's escape path. He landed a punch square in the youth's face. Trunks flew backwards from the impact. Brolly fazed out of sight and reappeared behind the child, kneeing him in the center of the spine. Trunks lurched forward; however, he used his momentum to perform a mid-air somersault. Ignoring the pain throbbing through his body, he gathered a ki blast and sent the attack hurtling towards Brolly.
The tall Saiyan hissed as the energy attack slammed into his chest. He retaliated with his own ki bomb. The attack tore into Trunks; he winced as the heat from the attack seared his skin. Licking blood from his dry, cracked lips, Trunks shouted and lunged once more at Brolly. He was going to teach the other Saiyan never to mess with the prince of all Saiyans. Brolly laughed loudly as the persistent child once more started up an offensive.
"There's no point, brat," commented Paragas from the sidelines. "You will be defeated."
"NEVER!" shrieked Trunks.
With a yell, energy enveloped the youth. Pure golden light wrapped around his body as his energy level rose drastically. In the wake of the ki rush hovered a Super Saiyan. Trunks smirked. He charged fearlessly toward Brolly. His first few punches and kicks landed; Brolly was too startled by the boy's transformation. After a moment, the older Saiyan began to gather what senses he had left and defend himself. He did a back flip in order to put some space between himself and his attacker. Brolly snarled angrily at the boy in front of him. The look was slowly replaced by a wicked grin.
"So, you wanna play little boy?" he mocked, his smile becoming more delirious. "Then let's play."
Energy engulfed Brolly as the Saiyan began to raise his own ki. Trunks bent double, clutching his stomach as a wave of nausea flooded over his body. He vainly tried to block Brolly's ki from his sense; his efforts were useless. The abnormal sensation of Brolly's ki was overwhelming the small child.
Brolly's energy continued to climb. The fire-like energy lapped at his body, seeming to consume him whole. His massive black locks turned golden; his blank eyes became a haunting shade of turquoise. The ki subsided as Brolly finished his transformation into a Super Saiyan. Trunks groaned as the pain in his stomach slowly faded. He warily studied the Super Saiyan in front of him.
Brolly stared down at his transformed body, smirking gleefully. He reveled in his power. He reminded himself that he must thank that crazy old fool, Dr. Gero. Right before he kills him. His eyes slowly turned to focus on a shocked Trunks. The boy stared at him, blinking rapidly. Suddenly a frown crossed Trunks' face.
"You don't scare me!" he shouted angrily.
Brolly laughed in response. He was going to enjoy this, even if it was going to be an incredibly unfair slaughter. Brolly shifted into a fighting stance and crooked his index finger, beckoning Trunks to attack. The crown prince obliged; Trunks rushed at Brolly. The older Saiyan swiftly moved to the side and brought his knee up directly into the child's stomach. A small amount of blood spurted out of Trunks mouth. The boy retreated a few feet away, cradling his sore stomach. Brolly moved in for another attack; this time a roundhouse kick brought his foot came in contact with Trunks' jaw. The child grunted in pain as more blood began to drip down his chin. Brolly attempted another kick, but Trunks was able to block this one. The two began to exchange blows, neither one able to drive through the other's defenses.
This exchange continued for a solid fifteen minutes without either Saiyan gaining the advantage. As time wore on, Trunks felt himself tiring. He knew that he wouldn't be able to hold up much longer. Brolly sensed that his opponent was slowly weakening. He feinted a left hook; as Trunks shifted to block the attack, Brolly quickly shifted and held his palm above the boy's exposed side. With a demented smile, the older Saiyan released a ki attack. The energy blast ripped into Trunks side, crushing a rib or two as well as leaving a nasty gash.
The boy hung in the air momentarily, attempting to ignore the pain searing through his body. His vision began to flicker in and out. Slowly, Trunks began to lose altitude. Brolly smirked down at the boy as he began to drift down towards the earth below. Trunks glared back up at him. He thrust his arm out in the direction of the Saiyan hovering over him, releasing his own energy attack. The blast smashed directly into the surprised Brolly's face, jerking his head backwards. He growled viciously as he wiped blood from his nose.
Trunks uprighted himself from his downward spiral and charged at his opponent. He managed to land a few good punches before Brolly smashed his fist on the top of Trunks' head. Once more, the child was reeling down towards the ground. He crashed into the landscape, a cloud of thick dust rising up from the crater formed by his slender body.
Trunks lay still, trying not to whimper at the agony his body was experiencing. He was not weak. He was the prince of all Saiyans, damnit. He wasn't going to be defeated by anyone of a lower class. Trunks slowly cracked open one eyelid, wincing as his eyes adjusted to the harsh sunlight. Brolly and Paragas were both standing at the edge of the crater, sneering down at him. Trunks struggled to his feet. He staggered a couple of steps, swaying slightly as he tried to steady himself. He slowly rose into the air until he was level with the two Saiyans.
"Stubborn pest, isn't he?" commented Paragas airily.
Brolly smirked; he was enjoying this. The boy had turned out to be more of a challenge than he had first thought he would be. He hovered in the air, accepting Trunks' silent challenge. It really would be a shame to destroy such a enthusiastic little warrior.
Trunks shot into the sky, Brolly close on his heels. The boy flipped mid-air, facing his enemy once more. He held out his hand, gathering his ki into his palm. He sent the attack flying at his opponent. Brolly easily dodged the ki bomb and flew straight into Trunks. He punched the boy without mercy. Trunks yelled in pain and struck out blindly; his nails scratched across Brolly's cheek, tearing into the flesh and leaving four parallel bloody stripes. Brolly hissed and backed away, covering his cheek with his hand protectively. His hand snaked out and he grasped Trunks by the hair and slung the boy. Brolly shifted out of sight and reappeared in the boy's pathway. He slammed his fist down on Trunks, sending the child hurtling down into the earth, forming yet another crater. Brolly landed gracefully nearby and stalked towards the large scar in the surface of the land. He leaned over and looked down at the child laying down at the bottom of the crater. Trunks was motionless, blood dripping from the various wounds on his body.
"Quite pathetic," muttered Paragas as he once again joined his son. "I hope you're going to end this. It's becoming quite dull."
Brolly smirked and held up his hand, palm towards the unconscious youth. Slowly, flickering ki formed in front of his hand. Brolly released the energy attack directly at Trunks. The energy crashed into the boy's body, mangling it. Brolly could sense the child's ki drop to a dangerously low level.
"Let's go," Brolly growled, taking to the air, his father following close behind.