Chapter 7
"Ummm...Veggie Burger? I think it's time you wake up now..." Goku said, making a play on Vegeta's name. "You get it guys...veggie...Vegeta...haha...that was great" Goku continued explaining, the only one laughing at his attempts.
"Shut up Kakarot!" Vegeta hissed, coming back out of his daze, and shooting Goku a devilish gaze.
"Hey, it was only a joke, Vegeta! Don't take it so personal!" he defended, backing away from Vegeta's evil stare. "Mmmm.Talking about burgers.anyone else hungry?" he asked, imagining taking a bite out of a juicy burger, and placing his hand on his stomach.
"You just ate Goku!" Krillin exclaimed.
"Now that you mention it, I could use a good bowl or two of rice." trunks confessed also placing his hand on his stomach.
"Yeah! Count me in!" Goten chimed in, raising his hand in the air. Piccolo only moved his hand to his forehead, as if he had an irritating headache, and gave a deep sigh.
"Then it's settled.let's get a bite to eat." Vegeta concluded, getting up, and heading for the cafeteria.
"Hold on a minute!" the announcer yelled, as the group started to head out the door. They all froze and turned around, curiosity glazing their faces, with the exception of piccolo, Vegeta and 18, who were simply bored. "Where are all of you going? We still have a thriving crowd anticipating the next fight!" he explained, and gestured to the screaming people behind him.
"Oh yeah! It's my turn!" Goten shouted excitedly. "Who am I up against, again?" he asked like a child, overwhelmed with joy.
"You'll be fighting me.Cargon" a tall dragon like creature spoke out in a deep voice. His entire body was black, except for a red stripe that went from his forehead, down his back, and ended at the tip of his tail.
"Wow...You sure are big..." Goten stated the obvious, tilting his head back to take in his opponent's true height, and width.
"Ha! That's right...and I'm big enough to crush a brat like you!" the monster uttered in his most threatening voice that he could muster.
"Oh, look at her Trunks!" Goten instructed his friends, immediately being distracted from Cargon, and directing his view to a blonde girl who just so happened to be walking by.
"Goten, don't you think you should be worrying about your match, or at least thinking about it a little?" Trunks asked, concerned for his friend.
"Uhhuh...there's time for that later..." he squeaked as his eyes followed the girl until she was out of sight. "Ok! Now what were you saying?" Goten asked happily, standing up right, and totally oblivious.
"You're going down kid!" Cargon growled angrily. "You...NO ONE ignores me!" He informed as Goten tried his hardest not to laugh at the creatures furry.
"You know.you make a really funny face when you're mad..." Goten said, bursting out with laughter.
"I'll make you pay for mocking me kid!" Cargon yelled stepping forward and advancing towards Goten when he was stopped by the announcer.
"How about you two save this for the ring, and give the audience a good time!" he suggested, putting both hands up, and then escorting them out of the hall, and into the fighting ring. "Now I'm happy to announce that the third match of this brilliant day has finally arrived! And we are faced with Cargon, who was a finalist last year, and Goten, who is looking to steal that title away! I say...let the fight begin!" The man shouted, jumping in the air for an exciting effect.
"Ha! This is great! I get paid to crush you!" Cargon spat, his voice as cocky as ever.
"That's only if you can manage to beat me, toad breathe!" Goten retorted, sticking out his tongue, and provoking Cargon into uncontrollable rage.
"That's it! You're gone!" He screamed, racing forward at Goten with his fist clutched and awaiting contact with Goten's face. Cargon swung vigorously when he was within hitting distance. "Wha...Where did he go?" he asked himself, finding Goten to have disappeared.
"I'm up here! And I'm not impressed!" he stated playfully, floating above the dragon's head. With a swift kick down Cargon was knocked unconscious and about 2 feet into the ring's tiling.
"Hmmm.I'm ready to eat." he said to himself, listening to his stomach growl and twitch with hunger.
"Yeah! Great job Goten!" Trunks congratulated his friend as he entered the hall once again.
"Thanks.but can we get something to eat now? I really am starving!" he asked the announcer.
"Sure, I'll tell everyone there will be a short break for refreshments!" he answered, heading back out to face the crowd.
"That sure was fun...I wonder who fights next..." Goku wondered, looking around the room at familiar and new faces.
"I fight next Kakarot... against some little girl named Rhyn...this should be a breeze!" Vegeta told Goku, being a help for once, but still over confident in himself.
"Rhyn.never heard of her!" Goku confessed, trying to think of a face for the name. "Oh well! Have Fun!" Goku yelled patting Vegeta on the back.
"Don't touch me, Kakarot!" Vegeta defended backing away from Goku's hand.
"Gosh, I'm sorry!" he apologized; looking hurt and confused, although he usually looked confused.
"Well, this is truly exciting, but I think I'm going somewhere a little less active." Piccolo mumbled sarcastically to the group as he began to exit the area that held the fighters.
"Don't you mean you're going to find somewhere more private...so you can be alone with Kit."? Gohan playfully corrected, awarding himself a slap on the back of his head from Videl, and bone chilling glances from both Piccolo and Vegeta. "It was a joke! Only a joke!" he defended, backing away from them. Piccolo ignored Gohan's last remark and continued on walking away from the commotion.
"Ahh...sir? Maybe you should seek some medical attention." a man advised, looking at Piccolo with a worried expression.
"Back off! I'm always like this!" Piccolo informed, becoming enraged.
"Calm down Piccolo, he didn't mean It." Kit aided the man, as he scurried off in the opposite direction as fast as he could.
"I was just about to go look for you." he said avoiding her content eyes.
"Oh really... how sweet of you!" she commented looking at him with doubt.
"Yes...well...I, I got preoccupied..." he attempted to explain but was at an obvious loss of words.
"What's up Piccolo? Why are you acting so...shy?" Kit asked, bending her head so that he was looking into her eyes instead of at the ground.
"I actually don't know... but I just wanted to know if you were going to want to watch your father's fight." he told Kit, placing his hand on the back of his head.
"What?!? You're kidding me!" Kit exclaimed confused totally oblivious to Piccolo's request, watching a young, tan woman with light blue hair that fell half way down her back, walk past.
"Is something wrong?" Piccolo asked concerned.
"It's...Rhyn!" Kit screamed waving her hands in the air like a maniac. The girl turned around, and widely smiled as her violet eyes, with forest green diamond pupils, met Kit's crystal blue ones.
"Kit!" Rhyn yelled, racing towards her and giving her a friendly hug. "I haven't seen you in forever!" she continued, pulling back and taking a good look at Kit. Kit did the same, and she was amazed at how much she had grown up. Rhyn stood there taking in her mentor of the past. Rhyn was about the same height as Kit, around 5'9", and she was thin and well shaped. If Kit and Rhyn shared the same color hair and eyes you would have thought them to be sisters. Rhyn wore a black mini skirt, a turquoise belly shirt, and a pair of black boots that went up a little past her ankles.
"It's been so long since I've seen you last!" Kit shouted, grabbing her old friend into another warm embrace.
"I know! At least five years! I mean I was what, 13 when I last saw you?" Rhyn inquired, still over come with joy. Piccolo sat back in curiosity, watching the two of them babble on like children. "So...aren't you going to introduce me to your li.big friend?" she asked, referring to Piccolo.
"Oh yeah! This is Piccolo. I'm actually training under him right now to improve my telekinetic powers." Kit explained, pulling piccolo over to meet Rhyn.
"Nice to meet you! I'm Rhyn, Kit used to be my mentor; she helped me control my power better! And now I'm proud to say I'm the strongest of my race!" She bragged playfully, stretching out her hand to shake Piccolo's. Piccolo gladly excepted, and took not of the girls pointed ears, purple eyes, with diamond pupils, and the odd star marks on both of her wrists.
"Ah, I see... you're a Cohr...from the planet Terretia, if I'm not mistaken..." piccolo realized, exploring his knowledge of cultures.
"Uhhuh! You're good! Many people fail to catch our differences with the earthlings, so we are commonly called that, but I'm glad you know better!" she chimed, still cheery and a bit hyper.
"So what are you doing here?" Kit finally asked, waiting for the right time.
"Oh! I'm in the fight! Actually that's where I'm heading now...to fight some guy named Vegeta... he doesn't look that tough...but ya never know!" Rhyn answered energetically, as Kit's expression grew less happy. "What's wrong?" she asked, noticing the change.
"Umm...hate to predict the outcome of this next match...but I don't think you stand that much of a chance..." Kit began, not sure if she should go on, but knew that she had to seeing the questionable look on Rhyn's face. "You see, Vegeta...yeah, well...he's my father Rhyn...full Saiya-jin there..." Kit completed her explanation, as Rhyn suddenly didn't look so confident. "Sorry dew..." Kit added.
"Dew?" piccolo questioned, giving Kit an odd look.
"What? Oh! That's my nickname for Rhyn...It's a little inside joke...when she was little she could pronounce her name so she would say rain instead...and ya know...rain...dew drops...water...ok, I'll stop..." Kit talked on, just letting her mouth go, until she was finished embarrassing herself.
"I get it." Piccolo stated, looking back and forth between Kit, and the now blushing from embarrassment Rhyn.
"Ok! Well, I still better go! Looks like the match is coming closer...time is flying today...and Kit...you did a good job with your fight!" Rhyn smiled one last time before she turned around and starting walking in the direction she was just a few minutes earlier.
"So how did you know her again?" Piccolo asked a final time.
"Well, in the outer realm things got pretty dull, so I asked for permission to give a friend's daughter some martial art lessons, to improve her aim and overall technique... Dew...err...Rhyn was my student... now she's more like a little sister than anything..." Kit told piccolo, turning to face him as she smiled sweetly and then walked to the place in which Rhyn had gone. "I'm going to watch the fight." she informed piccolo. Piccolo nodded, and soon followed her lead into the arena.
Rhyn entered the hall and took in the diverse crowd before her. "Hmmm.Some of these people are pretty strong." she whispered to herself, taking a deep breath and then continuing to walk towards the announcer. "Excuse me sir." she said placing her hand on the man's shoulder.
"Yes? What can I do for you?" he asked politely, smiling up at her youthful face.
"Well, I'd like to know when the next match is...that's all." she told him, her smile expressing friendship.
"Of course, actually I came here to get the fighters for this match." he answered looking at the faces in the room, to find someone. "Can you help me? Do you know these people?" he asked, pointing to her name, and Vegeta's on a piece of paper.
"No problem! I'm Rhyn...but I'm afraid I don't know who Vegeta is." Rhyn chimed, eager for her match.
"I'm right here!" Vegeta said getting up and placing his hands on his hips.
"Good! Now you two please come with me," the announcer asked leading them out into the ring.
"Rhyn!" Kit called from behind her. Rhyn twirled around and gave a confused look. "Good luck!" Kit finished, encouragingly.
"Thanks!" she said before turning back around and stepping out only to hear a screaming crowd.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, now is our forth match! Here we have Vegeta fighting Rhyn!" the announcer shouted as the on lookers gave a wild applause.
"I hope you have fun little man!" Rhyn snickered as Vegeta's anger grew.
"Quiet brat! I would like to get this over with!" he scowled.
"Whatever you say...your highness..." Rhyn mocked, waving her arms in front of her body, and then quickly charging for Vegeta. Vegeta anticipated her moves almost too late, and he just missed a swift kick to his head by a hair. Rhyn stopped a foot behind Vegeta, their backs facing each other, and she jumped into the air, did a back flip and landed perfectly face to face with the Saiya-jin.
"Wow! She has amazing balance!" Krillin pointed out, as Rhyn raised herself to stand on her tippy toes.
"Ha! I know!" Kit cheerfully stated. "I taught her!"
"I'm much faster than you..." Rhyn taunted, appearing before Vegeta. "I could finish this now if I w..." her sentence was cut of short as she collapsed to the ground at Vegeta's feet.
"Rhyn!!" Kit yelled, running out and hopping onto the stage and racing to Rhyn's side.
"Now look at what I caught...my very own Cohr Princess!" A man who had shoulder length pink hair, no shirt revealing a nicely toned body, and black jeans teased stepping up to the ring, and then suddenly standing next to Rhyn's unconscious body. Kit looked up and shot the man an evil look that sent a horrifying chill down his spine.
"I see now." Kit commented to herself, her attention now back to Rhyn and a small drat that was stuck in the girl's neck. "She's just sleeping..." she said relived. "Kid! Purple haired guy! Help me out for a second!" Kit yelled back to Trunks as he awkwardly came to her, towering over her as she stayed kneeling over Rhyn.
"Umm...I do have a name..." he informed shyly.
"I'm sorry Trunks...can you please take her out of here...away from this creep?" Kit requested getting out of the way for trunks to lift Rhyn up and carry her to where the others were now standing.
"Hey kid! Get back here!" he ordered trunks.
"You can't tell me what to do!" Trunks shot back jogging the last few feet, and then placing the girl down and positioned himself into a fighting stance.
"You're pathetic child!" he laughed conceitedly.
"Maybe he is...but we aren't!" a girl with forest green hair, and violet eyes with bright blue diamond pupils said confidently. She was wearing a light blue, v-neck, belly shirt with three quarter sleeves and a navy blue mini skirt, fish net stockings and black, four inch heel boots that went to her knees, she was about Rhyn's age and she was 5'9". "Hey Kit!" she whispered excitedly to the side.
"Hi Koshia..." Kit said a bit confused. "And Jamelia" she added noticing another girl who was wearing a pair of flared camouflage pants, along with a gray tube top.
"Ummm...Veggie Burger? I think it's time you wake up now..." Goku said, making a play on Vegeta's name. "You get it guys...veggie...Vegeta...haha...that was great" Goku continued explaining, the only one laughing at his attempts.
"Shut up Kakarot!" Vegeta hissed, coming back out of his daze, and shooting Goku a devilish gaze.
"Hey, it was only a joke, Vegeta! Don't take it so personal!" he defended, backing away from Vegeta's evil stare. "Mmmm.Talking about burgers.anyone else hungry?" he asked, imagining taking a bite out of a juicy burger, and placing his hand on his stomach.
"You just ate Goku!" Krillin exclaimed.
"Now that you mention it, I could use a good bowl or two of rice." trunks confessed also placing his hand on his stomach.
"Yeah! Count me in!" Goten chimed in, raising his hand in the air. Piccolo only moved his hand to his forehead, as if he had an irritating headache, and gave a deep sigh.
"Then it's settled.let's get a bite to eat." Vegeta concluded, getting up, and heading for the cafeteria.
"Hold on a minute!" the announcer yelled, as the group started to head out the door. They all froze and turned around, curiosity glazing their faces, with the exception of piccolo, Vegeta and 18, who were simply bored. "Where are all of you going? We still have a thriving crowd anticipating the next fight!" he explained, and gestured to the screaming people behind him.
"Oh yeah! It's my turn!" Goten shouted excitedly. "Who am I up against, again?" he asked like a child, overwhelmed with joy.
"You'll be fighting me.Cargon" a tall dragon like creature spoke out in a deep voice. His entire body was black, except for a red stripe that went from his forehead, down his back, and ended at the tip of his tail.
"Wow...You sure are big..." Goten stated the obvious, tilting his head back to take in his opponent's true height, and width.
"Ha! That's right...and I'm big enough to crush a brat like you!" the monster uttered in his most threatening voice that he could muster.
"Oh, look at her Trunks!" Goten instructed his friends, immediately being distracted from Cargon, and directing his view to a blonde girl who just so happened to be walking by.
"Goten, don't you think you should be worrying about your match, or at least thinking about it a little?" Trunks asked, concerned for his friend.
"Uhhuh...there's time for that later..." he squeaked as his eyes followed the girl until she was out of sight. "Ok! Now what were you saying?" Goten asked happily, standing up right, and totally oblivious.
"You're going down kid!" Cargon growled angrily. "You...NO ONE ignores me!" He informed as Goten tried his hardest not to laugh at the creatures furry.
"You know.you make a really funny face when you're mad..." Goten said, bursting out with laughter.
"I'll make you pay for mocking me kid!" Cargon yelled stepping forward and advancing towards Goten when he was stopped by the announcer.
"How about you two save this for the ring, and give the audience a good time!" he suggested, putting both hands up, and then escorting them out of the hall, and into the fighting ring. "Now I'm happy to announce that the third match of this brilliant day has finally arrived! And we are faced with Cargon, who was a finalist last year, and Goten, who is looking to steal that title away! I say...let the fight begin!" The man shouted, jumping in the air for an exciting effect.
"Ha! This is great! I get paid to crush you!" Cargon spat, his voice as cocky as ever.
"That's only if you can manage to beat me, toad breathe!" Goten retorted, sticking out his tongue, and provoking Cargon into uncontrollable rage.
"That's it! You're gone!" He screamed, racing forward at Goten with his fist clutched and awaiting contact with Goten's face. Cargon swung vigorously when he was within hitting distance. "Wha...Where did he go?" he asked himself, finding Goten to have disappeared.
"I'm up here! And I'm not impressed!" he stated playfully, floating above the dragon's head. With a swift kick down Cargon was knocked unconscious and about 2 feet into the ring's tiling.
"Hmmm.I'm ready to eat." he said to himself, listening to his stomach growl and twitch with hunger.
"Yeah! Great job Goten!" Trunks congratulated his friend as he entered the hall once again.
"Thanks.but can we get something to eat now? I really am starving!" he asked the announcer.
"Sure, I'll tell everyone there will be a short break for refreshments!" he answered, heading back out to face the crowd.
"That sure was fun...I wonder who fights next..." Goku wondered, looking around the room at familiar and new faces.
"I fight next Kakarot... against some little girl named Rhyn...this should be a breeze!" Vegeta told Goku, being a help for once, but still over confident in himself.
"Rhyn.never heard of her!" Goku confessed, trying to think of a face for the name. "Oh well! Have Fun!" Goku yelled patting Vegeta on the back.
"Don't touch me, Kakarot!" Vegeta defended backing away from Goku's hand.
"Gosh, I'm sorry!" he apologized; looking hurt and confused, although he usually looked confused.
"Well, this is truly exciting, but I think I'm going somewhere a little less active." Piccolo mumbled sarcastically to the group as he began to exit the area that held the fighters.
"Don't you mean you're going to find somewhere more private...so you can be alone with Kit."? Gohan playfully corrected, awarding himself a slap on the back of his head from Videl, and bone chilling glances from both Piccolo and Vegeta. "It was a joke! Only a joke!" he defended, backing away from them. Piccolo ignored Gohan's last remark and continued on walking away from the commotion.
"Ahh...sir? Maybe you should seek some medical attention." a man advised, looking at Piccolo with a worried expression.
"Back off! I'm always like this!" Piccolo informed, becoming enraged.
"Calm down Piccolo, he didn't mean It." Kit aided the man, as he scurried off in the opposite direction as fast as he could.
"I was just about to go look for you." he said avoiding her content eyes.
"Oh really... how sweet of you!" she commented looking at him with doubt.
"Yes...well...I, I got preoccupied..." he attempted to explain but was at an obvious loss of words.
"What's up Piccolo? Why are you acting so...shy?" Kit asked, bending her head so that he was looking into her eyes instead of at the ground.
"I actually don't know... but I just wanted to know if you were going to want to watch your father's fight." he told Kit, placing his hand on the back of his head.
"What?!? You're kidding me!" Kit exclaimed confused totally oblivious to Piccolo's request, watching a young, tan woman with light blue hair that fell half way down her back, walk past.
"Is something wrong?" Piccolo asked concerned.
"It's...Rhyn!" Kit screamed waving her hands in the air like a maniac. The girl turned around, and widely smiled as her violet eyes, with forest green diamond pupils, met Kit's crystal blue ones.
"Kit!" Rhyn yelled, racing towards her and giving her a friendly hug. "I haven't seen you in forever!" she continued, pulling back and taking a good look at Kit. Kit did the same, and she was amazed at how much she had grown up. Rhyn stood there taking in her mentor of the past. Rhyn was about the same height as Kit, around 5'9", and she was thin and well shaped. If Kit and Rhyn shared the same color hair and eyes you would have thought them to be sisters. Rhyn wore a black mini skirt, a turquoise belly shirt, and a pair of black boots that went up a little past her ankles.
"It's been so long since I've seen you last!" Kit shouted, grabbing her old friend into another warm embrace.
"I know! At least five years! I mean I was what, 13 when I last saw you?" Rhyn inquired, still over come with joy. Piccolo sat back in curiosity, watching the two of them babble on like children. "So...aren't you going to introduce me to your li.big friend?" she asked, referring to Piccolo.
"Oh yeah! This is Piccolo. I'm actually training under him right now to improve my telekinetic powers." Kit explained, pulling piccolo over to meet Rhyn.
"Nice to meet you! I'm Rhyn, Kit used to be my mentor; she helped me control my power better! And now I'm proud to say I'm the strongest of my race!" She bragged playfully, stretching out her hand to shake Piccolo's. Piccolo gladly excepted, and took not of the girls pointed ears, purple eyes, with diamond pupils, and the odd star marks on both of her wrists.
"Ah, I see... you're a Cohr...from the planet Terretia, if I'm not mistaken..." piccolo realized, exploring his knowledge of cultures.
"Uhhuh! You're good! Many people fail to catch our differences with the earthlings, so we are commonly called that, but I'm glad you know better!" she chimed, still cheery and a bit hyper.
"So what are you doing here?" Kit finally asked, waiting for the right time.
"Oh! I'm in the fight! Actually that's where I'm heading now...to fight some guy named Vegeta... he doesn't look that tough...but ya never know!" Rhyn answered energetically, as Kit's expression grew less happy. "What's wrong?" she asked, noticing the change.
"Umm...hate to predict the outcome of this next match...but I don't think you stand that much of a chance..." Kit began, not sure if she should go on, but knew that she had to seeing the questionable look on Rhyn's face. "You see, Vegeta...yeah, well...he's my father Rhyn...full Saiya-jin there..." Kit completed her explanation, as Rhyn suddenly didn't look so confident. "Sorry dew..." Kit added.
"Dew?" piccolo questioned, giving Kit an odd look.
"What? Oh! That's my nickname for Rhyn...It's a little inside joke...when she was little she could pronounce her name so she would say rain instead...and ya know...rain...dew drops...water...ok, I'll stop..." Kit talked on, just letting her mouth go, until she was finished embarrassing herself.
"I get it." Piccolo stated, looking back and forth between Kit, and the now blushing from embarrassment Rhyn.
"Ok! Well, I still better go! Looks like the match is coming closer...time is flying today...and Kit...you did a good job with your fight!" Rhyn smiled one last time before she turned around and starting walking in the direction she was just a few minutes earlier.
"So how did you know her again?" Piccolo asked a final time.
"Well, in the outer realm things got pretty dull, so I asked for permission to give a friend's daughter some martial art lessons, to improve her aim and overall technique... Dew...err...Rhyn was my student... now she's more like a little sister than anything..." Kit told piccolo, turning to face him as she smiled sweetly and then walked to the place in which Rhyn had gone. "I'm going to watch the fight." she informed piccolo. Piccolo nodded, and soon followed her lead into the arena.
Rhyn entered the hall and took in the diverse crowd before her. "Hmmm.Some of these people are pretty strong." she whispered to herself, taking a deep breath and then continuing to walk towards the announcer. "Excuse me sir." she said placing her hand on the man's shoulder.
"Yes? What can I do for you?" he asked politely, smiling up at her youthful face.
"Well, I'd like to know when the next match is...that's all." she told him, her smile expressing friendship.
"Of course, actually I came here to get the fighters for this match." he answered looking at the faces in the room, to find someone. "Can you help me? Do you know these people?" he asked, pointing to her name, and Vegeta's on a piece of paper.
"No problem! I'm Rhyn...but I'm afraid I don't know who Vegeta is." Rhyn chimed, eager for her match.
"I'm right here!" Vegeta said getting up and placing his hands on his hips.
"Good! Now you two please come with me," the announcer asked leading them out into the ring.
"Rhyn!" Kit called from behind her. Rhyn twirled around and gave a confused look. "Good luck!" Kit finished, encouragingly.
"Thanks!" she said before turning back around and stepping out only to hear a screaming crowd.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, now is our forth match! Here we have Vegeta fighting Rhyn!" the announcer shouted as the on lookers gave a wild applause.
"I hope you have fun little man!" Rhyn snickered as Vegeta's anger grew.
"Quiet brat! I would like to get this over with!" he scowled.
"Whatever you say...your highness..." Rhyn mocked, waving her arms in front of her body, and then quickly charging for Vegeta. Vegeta anticipated her moves almost too late, and he just missed a swift kick to his head by a hair. Rhyn stopped a foot behind Vegeta, their backs facing each other, and she jumped into the air, did a back flip and landed perfectly face to face with the Saiya-jin.
"Wow! She has amazing balance!" Krillin pointed out, as Rhyn raised herself to stand on her tippy toes.
"Ha! I know!" Kit cheerfully stated. "I taught her!"
"I'm much faster than you..." Rhyn taunted, appearing before Vegeta. "I could finish this now if I w..." her sentence was cut of short as she collapsed to the ground at Vegeta's feet.
"Rhyn!!" Kit yelled, running out and hopping onto the stage and racing to Rhyn's side.
"Now look at what I caught...my very own Cohr Princess!" A man who had shoulder length pink hair, no shirt revealing a nicely toned body, and black jeans teased stepping up to the ring, and then suddenly standing next to Rhyn's unconscious body. Kit looked up and shot the man an evil look that sent a horrifying chill down his spine.
"I see now." Kit commented to herself, her attention now back to Rhyn and a small drat that was stuck in the girl's neck. "She's just sleeping..." she said relived. "Kid! Purple haired guy! Help me out for a second!" Kit yelled back to Trunks as he awkwardly came to her, towering over her as she stayed kneeling over Rhyn.
"Umm...I do have a name..." he informed shyly.
"I'm sorry Trunks...can you please take her out of here...away from this creep?" Kit requested getting out of the way for trunks to lift Rhyn up and carry her to where the others were now standing.
"Hey kid! Get back here!" he ordered trunks.
"You can't tell me what to do!" Trunks shot back jogging the last few feet, and then placing the girl down and positioned himself into a fighting stance.
"You're pathetic child!" he laughed conceitedly.
"Maybe he is...but we aren't!" a girl with forest green hair, and violet eyes with bright blue diamond pupils said confidently. She was wearing a light blue, v-neck, belly shirt with three quarter sleeves and a navy blue mini skirt, fish net stockings and black, four inch heel boots that went to her knees, she was about Rhyn's age and she was 5'9". "Hey Kit!" she whispered excitedly to the side.
"Hi Koshia..." Kit said a bit confused. "And Jamelia" she added noticing another girl who was wearing a pair of flared camouflage pants, along with a gray tube top.