Chapter 10: Saiyan Reunion
Campsite
The cackle and snap of the fire drowned out the sounds of the forest as the campers slept. Goten slept quietly, sucking on his thumb even at the age of seven. His counterpart, Trunks, was snoring heavily, a line of drool oozed down his cheek and onto his pillow. There was a sudden gust of wind around the campfire, almost blowing out the flames. Goku had returned for the night.
Being a father of two, he was naturally worried about his kids. He wouldn't think of putting them in danger, even if Gohan was the strongest person in the universe after his mystic powers were awakened, "Hey Yamcha," Goku whispered, poking him in the ribs.
"Bulma, don't hit me with a hammer! I didn't do it I promise!" Yamcha cried out from his sleep. He opened his eyes and shrieked in horror until his vision adjusted to the dim light of the fire, "Oh, Goku . . . sorry, I was having a nightmare or something," Yamcha explained, showing his embarrassment by putting his right hand behind his head.
"Hey, sorry about that Yamcha . . . guess I was poking you too hard, "Goku chuckled, "I wanted to wake you up and tell you that I was going to help King Kai with a problem out on Snakeway."
"Huh? What happened?" The former desert bandit asked.
"Oh, nothing much really. There is this really big hole on Snakeway and all of the bad people from HELL escaped, " Goku said nonchalantly.
"WHAT!" Yamcha shouted, his jaw dropping open.
"Shhh, you'll wake the kids up!" Goku whispered to him.
Yamcha calmed down but his voice still trembled in fear as he murmured , "Are you crazy? Those guys are some bad dudes! Frieza and Cell alone are more than a handful!"
"Ahh, you're just like Chi Chi. You worry too much. Those guys are pushovers actually, nothing I can't handle, " Goku confided in his old friend, "Just tell everybody that I'll be back tomorrow night, okay?"
"I'm not sure about this Goku, " Yamcha responded, "But if you need any help, don't be afraid to ask us, alright?"
"Yeah, don't sweat it. Vegeta and I should get some good training out of this, " the saiyan said confidently, "See ya!"
Placing two fingers on his forehead, Goku disappeared in a flash and left Yamcha alone in the dark. Yamcha placed another log on the fire with a heavy heart before going back to his sleeping bag. He didn't care how strong Goku was now . . . dealing with all those villainous monsters would be dangerous. There was nothing he could do about it now though. Perhaps tomorrow morning would be different . . .
Otherworld City
It was a warm summer night in Otherworld, even though there were no seasons or weather for that matter. It was the every day of the week and every month of the year. It was comfortable to live in if you were a fighter training for the next tournament, or if you were one of the Kai's that visited every once in a while to check up on their pupils. Warriors and fighters from around the universe would travel for years to train on the planet with the others from their quadrant of space. It was quite an honor, and only the strongest of heart and body were invited to the beautiful planet that contained the city of angels.
It was late into the night already, and the first moon of the planet was coming over the horizon. Most of the fighters had retired for the evening, but a few still trained within the Grand Kai's compound. The compound was full of green plants and encompassed almost a quarter of the planet. Unbeknown to its inhabitants, an impromptu tournament was about to begin. The winner would decide the fate of the universe.
"I still don't get why we waited until night time to attack, "Nappa fumed, crossing his arms in front of his chest.
"Because you moron," Cell hissed, slapping the saiyan's bald head, "at night all of the fighters return to their rooms to sleep." Nappa's face turned red in anger. Steam seemed to rise from his head as his hate reached a new peak.
"Calm down Nappa, " Raditz said to his partner, "Don't do that again Cell, or you'll be sorry. I won't be held responsible for what he does to you. I do think he had a right to ask about this stupid plan of yours. What's the point?"
Cell huffed, "Stupid? STUPID?? How dare you say my plan is stupid!" The mighty android flew towards the long haired saiyan with fists raised. Raditz poised himself to strike and awaited Cell's assault. The both swung at each other and missed. Cooler had grabbed Raditz's armor and pulled him away from the attack at the last second.
"Because, if they are all together in one place, all it takes is one big boom to destroy them, Got the plan? Cooler's cold eyes pierced into Raditz's soul, unnerving him.
"Y, yeah. I got you, " Kakarot brother answered as he shrugged away from Cooler.
Frieza and the others had been watching in delight the whole time, "Darn brother, you always brake up a fight when it starts to get good!" Frieza snickered. Cooler immediately transported in front of his little brother and stared down to him. He erected his steel armor plating and it shone in the newborn moonlight.
"Little brother, if you'd like to see a fight, I'd be glad to show you one," the upgraded Cooler sneered. He hated his brother more than anybody in the universe. He was weak, he was cocky, and he was their father's favorite.
"Do I have to separate you two myself?" King Cold scolded his sons. He had remained in his alien looking third form the entire time, stating that he was too lazy to transform back into his previous level.
"Do you really have to remain in that sickening form Cold?" Turliss asked as he walked in front of the crowned king of catastrophe and towards his saiyan brethren.
"You're still here Turliss? I thought you had put your smelly tail in between your legs and ran away, " King Cold rudely shot back, "You're far too weak to be of any good to this fight, along with your bald buddy Nappa."
The factions of evil quarreled amongst themselves, raising their voices to the point that they were almost found out. Call it great timing, or call it luck, but the time for attack came a few words into their bickering.
"That's all of them," Android #20, the robot resembling Dr. Gero announced, "Every last one of the warriors in the compound have gone in for the night," The good doctor no longer saw with his eyes anymore, but rather he saw the world through complex sensors that measured, heat, power level, and potential energy output. An added bonus was being able to see in the dark.
"Alright then, " Cell said loud enough to get everybody's attention, "I'll go in and destroy these horrid warriors of virtue. Otherworld will be a better place with a few less 'Goku's'." Cell spread his green, black spotted wings and prepared to soar above the Grand Kai's mansion. Before he could fly into action, he felt a spike in power surging from one of the saiyans. It was Nappa.
The bulky saiyan's eyes had rolled back into his head, and a primal scream escaped his lips. His monkey-like tail swung furiously back and forth behind his body and veins protruded from his skin. The group of androids and freaks of nature were shocked at this occurrence, but Raditz and Turliss knew what was happening.
The full moon had finally risen.
Capsule Corporation, Training Room
It had been a rough day for the prince of all saiyans, but he had managed to get through it . . . Bulma had finally fallen asleep, and when her head hit the pillow, Vegeta was right back at training. The weak thrusts of his punches showed that he was drained, but Vegeta wouldn't let his woman defeat him. Sweat beaded down his forehead and dropped off his chin, his breathing had become labored and rough. Vegeta had put his heart into training today, and he was bordering on exhaustion.
'Just one more punch,' he told himself. Vegeta lunged forward and threw his last attack in 300 times gravity. To his surprise Goku suddenly appeared in front of him and it connected with his gut.
"Kakarot!" Vegeta exclaimed.
Goku keeled over in pain, clutching his stomach, "Good evening to you to Vegeta," he winced in pain.
"Hmph, that's what you get for visiting unannounced," Vegeta chuckled while he grabbed a clean towel from the rack and turned off the gravity generator, "What brings you here at this hour?"
Goku smiled. Not a happy smile, but a very cocky, smug smile, "Up for some more training?"
Goku wants to train with Vegeta? This was highly peculiar. Vegeta replied with an unsure look, "Train . . . with you Kakarot? Ha ha ha, that's rich."
"I'm serious Vegeta. Otherworld is in trouble. Snakeway has blown up and there is a huge hole in the top layer of HELL. Frieza, Cell . . . all of our enemies have escaped," Goku told his comrade.
"Really?" Vegeta looked amazed at this information, 'I could finally get my revenge against those who have wronged me. Yes! This is the chance I've been looking for!'
"So?" Goku asked.
"I like how you think Kakarot. Give me a Sensu Bean and let's go!"
Campsite
The cackle and snap of the fire drowned out the sounds of the forest as the campers slept. Goten slept quietly, sucking on his thumb even at the age of seven. His counterpart, Trunks, was snoring heavily, a line of drool oozed down his cheek and onto his pillow. There was a sudden gust of wind around the campfire, almost blowing out the flames. Goku had returned for the night.
Being a father of two, he was naturally worried about his kids. He wouldn't think of putting them in danger, even if Gohan was the strongest person in the universe after his mystic powers were awakened, "Hey Yamcha," Goku whispered, poking him in the ribs.
"Bulma, don't hit me with a hammer! I didn't do it I promise!" Yamcha cried out from his sleep. He opened his eyes and shrieked in horror until his vision adjusted to the dim light of the fire, "Oh, Goku . . . sorry, I was having a nightmare or something," Yamcha explained, showing his embarrassment by putting his right hand behind his head.
"Hey, sorry about that Yamcha . . . guess I was poking you too hard, "Goku chuckled, "I wanted to wake you up and tell you that I was going to help King Kai with a problem out on Snakeway."
"Huh? What happened?" The former desert bandit asked.
"Oh, nothing much really. There is this really big hole on Snakeway and all of the bad people from HELL escaped, " Goku said nonchalantly.
"WHAT!" Yamcha shouted, his jaw dropping open.
"Shhh, you'll wake the kids up!" Goku whispered to him.
Yamcha calmed down but his voice still trembled in fear as he murmured , "Are you crazy? Those guys are some bad dudes! Frieza and Cell alone are more than a handful!"
"Ahh, you're just like Chi Chi. You worry too much. Those guys are pushovers actually, nothing I can't handle, " Goku confided in his old friend, "Just tell everybody that I'll be back tomorrow night, okay?"
"I'm not sure about this Goku, " Yamcha responded, "But if you need any help, don't be afraid to ask us, alright?"
"Yeah, don't sweat it. Vegeta and I should get some good training out of this, " the saiyan said confidently, "See ya!"
Placing two fingers on his forehead, Goku disappeared in a flash and left Yamcha alone in the dark. Yamcha placed another log on the fire with a heavy heart before going back to his sleeping bag. He didn't care how strong Goku was now . . . dealing with all those villainous monsters would be dangerous. There was nothing he could do about it now though. Perhaps tomorrow morning would be different . . .
Otherworld City
It was a warm summer night in Otherworld, even though there were no seasons or weather for that matter. It was the every day of the week and every month of the year. It was comfortable to live in if you were a fighter training for the next tournament, or if you were one of the Kai's that visited every once in a while to check up on their pupils. Warriors and fighters from around the universe would travel for years to train on the planet with the others from their quadrant of space. It was quite an honor, and only the strongest of heart and body were invited to the beautiful planet that contained the city of angels.
It was late into the night already, and the first moon of the planet was coming over the horizon. Most of the fighters had retired for the evening, but a few still trained within the Grand Kai's compound. The compound was full of green plants and encompassed almost a quarter of the planet. Unbeknown to its inhabitants, an impromptu tournament was about to begin. The winner would decide the fate of the universe.
"I still don't get why we waited until night time to attack, "Nappa fumed, crossing his arms in front of his chest.
"Because you moron," Cell hissed, slapping the saiyan's bald head, "at night all of the fighters return to their rooms to sleep." Nappa's face turned red in anger. Steam seemed to rise from his head as his hate reached a new peak.
"Calm down Nappa, " Raditz said to his partner, "Don't do that again Cell, or you'll be sorry. I won't be held responsible for what he does to you. I do think he had a right to ask about this stupid plan of yours. What's the point?"
Cell huffed, "Stupid? STUPID?? How dare you say my plan is stupid!" The mighty android flew towards the long haired saiyan with fists raised. Raditz poised himself to strike and awaited Cell's assault. The both swung at each other and missed. Cooler had grabbed Raditz's armor and pulled him away from the attack at the last second.
"Because, if they are all together in one place, all it takes is one big boom to destroy them, Got the plan? Cooler's cold eyes pierced into Raditz's soul, unnerving him.
"Y, yeah. I got you, " Kakarot brother answered as he shrugged away from Cooler.
Frieza and the others had been watching in delight the whole time, "Darn brother, you always brake up a fight when it starts to get good!" Frieza snickered. Cooler immediately transported in front of his little brother and stared down to him. He erected his steel armor plating and it shone in the newborn moonlight.
"Little brother, if you'd like to see a fight, I'd be glad to show you one," the upgraded Cooler sneered. He hated his brother more than anybody in the universe. He was weak, he was cocky, and he was their father's favorite.
"Do I have to separate you two myself?" King Cold scolded his sons. He had remained in his alien looking third form the entire time, stating that he was too lazy to transform back into his previous level.
"Do you really have to remain in that sickening form Cold?" Turliss asked as he walked in front of the crowned king of catastrophe and towards his saiyan brethren.
"You're still here Turliss? I thought you had put your smelly tail in between your legs and ran away, " King Cold rudely shot back, "You're far too weak to be of any good to this fight, along with your bald buddy Nappa."
The factions of evil quarreled amongst themselves, raising their voices to the point that they were almost found out. Call it great timing, or call it luck, but the time for attack came a few words into their bickering.
"That's all of them," Android #20, the robot resembling Dr. Gero announced, "Every last one of the warriors in the compound have gone in for the night," The good doctor no longer saw with his eyes anymore, but rather he saw the world through complex sensors that measured, heat, power level, and potential energy output. An added bonus was being able to see in the dark.
"Alright then, " Cell said loud enough to get everybody's attention, "I'll go in and destroy these horrid warriors of virtue. Otherworld will be a better place with a few less 'Goku's'." Cell spread his green, black spotted wings and prepared to soar above the Grand Kai's mansion. Before he could fly into action, he felt a spike in power surging from one of the saiyans. It was Nappa.
The bulky saiyan's eyes had rolled back into his head, and a primal scream escaped his lips. His monkey-like tail swung furiously back and forth behind his body and veins protruded from his skin. The group of androids and freaks of nature were shocked at this occurrence, but Raditz and Turliss knew what was happening.
The full moon had finally risen.
Capsule Corporation, Training Room
It had been a rough day for the prince of all saiyans, but he had managed to get through it . . . Bulma had finally fallen asleep, and when her head hit the pillow, Vegeta was right back at training. The weak thrusts of his punches showed that he was drained, but Vegeta wouldn't let his woman defeat him. Sweat beaded down his forehead and dropped off his chin, his breathing had become labored and rough. Vegeta had put his heart into training today, and he was bordering on exhaustion.
'Just one more punch,' he told himself. Vegeta lunged forward and threw his last attack in 300 times gravity. To his surprise Goku suddenly appeared in front of him and it connected with his gut.
"Kakarot!" Vegeta exclaimed.
Goku keeled over in pain, clutching his stomach, "Good evening to you to Vegeta," he winced in pain.
"Hmph, that's what you get for visiting unannounced," Vegeta chuckled while he grabbed a clean towel from the rack and turned off the gravity generator, "What brings you here at this hour?"
Goku smiled. Not a happy smile, but a very cocky, smug smile, "Up for some more training?"
Goku wants to train with Vegeta? This was highly peculiar. Vegeta replied with an unsure look, "Train . . . with you Kakarot? Ha ha ha, that's rich."
"I'm serious Vegeta. Otherworld is in trouble. Snakeway has blown up and there is a huge hole in the top layer of HELL. Frieza, Cell . . . all of our enemies have escaped," Goku told his comrade.
"Really?" Vegeta looked amazed at this information, 'I could finally get my revenge against those who have wronged me. Yes! This is the chance I've been looking for!'
"So?" Goku asked.
"I like how you think Kakarot. Give me a Sensu Bean and let's go!"