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Saiyan Games
Chapter Five: I Have a Plot?
Story By: Kitar
Edited By: No One! AHHHH!!!!! This could be a bad thing...
It was 3:00am in the morning, Vegeta had been awake since 2:00, and decided it was time for Trunks to begin his training for the day. He headed straight for Trunks' room, when he was about half way there he stopped took a deep breath and yelled "BRAT IT'S TIME TO GET UP, YOU HAVE A LOT OF TRAINING TO DO, AND NOT A LOT OF TIME!!!!!!!" He had probably woke up "The Women" and half the Palace as well, but he didn't care. He waited for another 10 seconds before adding "IF YOU ARE NOT UP, AND OUT HERE IN ONE MINUTE, YOU WILL NOT GET ANY BREAKFAST!!!!!"
Less then a minute later Trunks appeared in front of Vegeta. Still half asleep, and with a severe case of bed head Trunks groggily looked at his father "Yeah, what do you want? Its 3:00 in the morning."
Vegeta smirked at his half asleep son. "Training begins... NOW!!"
Trunks' eyes got wide, and he stared at his father "You're kidding me?!?! I know I have a lot of training to do, but is 3:00 IN THE MORNING!!! No one else is awake, so why should I be?" He turned and started to head back to his room.
Vegeta grabbed Trunks by the shirt and spun him around so they were face to face. "NO ONE ELSE is in charge of SAVING THE PLANET, NO ONE ELSE is the PRINCE OF THIS PLANET, AND NO ONE ELSE is MY SON. The rest of the planet can be LAZY and SLEEP, but YOU are getting up, and training NOW!" Vegeta continued yelling as he drug a now wide awake Trunks down the hall towards the training wing.
~2 Hours Later~
(a.k.a: 5:00am)
A blue ki blast whizzed past just missing Trunks, as he spun sharply, and dodged to the left. Another blast flew by singeing the shoulder pad of his armor. Vegeta laughed, and continued throwing attacks "What's the matter Boy? Getting tired, or are you just slow? As fun as target practice is, I'd really like a good spar. So, quit dodging, and attack already."
Trunks ignored his Father, and continued dodging. He was trying to get close enough to Vegeta to get in a good shot without him noticing. "Hey come on, I'm trying, and why doesn't Bra have to train she's going to fight too isn't she?"
"Quit your whining Brat, and to answer your question, yes Bra is suppose to fight too." Vegeta paused, and smirked, "but you don't really think I'd let Bra go on a mission, especially one this important do you?" Vegeta sent several more blasts in Trunks direction.
Trunks blocked one blast, and evaded the others, then did an aerial flip and landed behind his Father. He quickly took advantage of this, and struck Vegeta's back with a large blast. This caused Vegeta to fly across the room and slam into the wall. Trunks watched his father stand up, and get back into fighting stance, "But didn't Freiza say both of us HAD to fight?"
Vegeta looked at his son, and shook his head, "With Bulma for mother I figured you'd have more sense than that Boy. If I send Bra, she will get killed for certain, and planet Vegeta will be destroyed. However, Freiza has never seen Bra, in fact very few people have. So, I plan on using a substitute."
Trunks looked at his father like he was crazy " A substitute? Where are you going to get a convincing substitute? Huh? Tell me!!!"
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