Silent Cries
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Disclaimer: I do not own Dragon Ball Z. However, I do own Kitai Son.
Warnings (Throughout Whole Story): Pretty Much Complete OOCness, Violence, Profanity, Adult Situations, Rape, Alcohol and Drug use.
Rated R
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Kitai sat under the tree Goten had showed her sometime between the two months when she got there and when she went to college.
She couldn't remember when. She could just hope that somehow she would find a way to relieve her stress, her anger. Supress all of it until it was completely gone.
A small smile made its way across her face. She stood back and sent a ki blast into the grounded, sighing relievedly. That was it. That was what she needed. She just needed some time alone to train.
What was that place Trunks had told her about? Ah yes, the Hyperbolic Time Chamber. But she couldn't stay in there long enough. Maybe she could ask Piccolo to train her. Or maybe she could share the Gravity Room with Vegeta.
She shrugged and sighed, flying back. Being near everyone also might help her. But being near Trunks would only make it worse. She landed on the balcony and tip-toed inside.
She had stayed out there, thinking for a while. It was 9:00 and incredibly dark outside. She wondered what Trunks had told everyone. Trunks was lying on the bed, still and asleep. She silently crept down the hall, down the stairs.
She silently proceeded to the Gravity Room, where she noticed the light was on.
She walked in, looking around curiously.
"Come to destroy something else, Son?"
Kitai turned around and saw Vegeta. Her face went from blank to angered and paranoid. "No, not this time. I'm here to train."
Vegeta's eyes widened with mockery. "Kakarot's child? Train? Someone call those blasted Third-Rate newspapers which were beating the life out of Kakarot's child earlier! We've got a top story."
"They're called headliners."
"Whatever. Does it look like I care?"
"No. And I don't either."
"Good. Now get out and stop pestering me."
"I said I came here to train. Has the Saiya-jin Prince lost his memory?" Kitai smirked tauntingly.
"You were being serious? Great Kami, who would've expected that from Kakarot's brat."
"I would've. Now can I get to my training?"
"I don't know, can you, little girl?"
Kitai gritted her teeth and mumbled, starting her training.
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Goku walked down the stairs, happily. No one was cooking yet, but he could still go for a couple boxes of cerial. He continued walking along, when he saw the Gravity Room light on, and Kitai and Vegeta training. "Hey Kitai, hey Vegeta."
Goku's eyes widened and he stepped back, looking into the gravity room and rubbing his eyes. "Vegeta? Kitai? Training?"
Vegeta paused his training, glancing over at the girl who continued ahead. He smirked. "She can't hear you, Kakarot. She's too busy trying to become the strongest Half Saiya-jin this universe has ever seen. Perhaps even stronger than Broly."
Vegeta rolled his eyes and snickered at the thought. He knew Goku would then say something stupid, which would make Kitai train harder. But he himself had to admit, Broly was the Legendary Super Saiyan. Anyone with that much power will probably go mad in a very short amount of time.
And that's what Broly was. Mad. Crazy. Nutz-O. Coo-koo. Missing a couple of screws. However you want to put it, Broly was just plane insane with power.
Goku looked at Vegeta and burst out laughing. "Come on Vegeta, you know Broly was the Legendary Super Saiyan! No one, however much they train could ever be stronger than him!"
"Well, you were, Kakarot. How do you know this girl won't turn out stronger than you?" He pointed at the young Half Saiya-jin, who was training vigorously.
Goku's eyes widened. "Stronger than me? Hm...That'd be cool!"
Vegeta sighed and shook his head. "Go get your breakfast, Kakarot. This Saiya-jin and this Demi-Saiya-jin have a lot of training to catch up on."
"Right." Goku walked off, scratching his head. "Stronger than Broly? That's impossible. The only reason I was stronger than Broly, was because I had Gohan, Piccolo, Trunks and Vegeta's power. No one will probably ever be stronger than Broly..." He grabbed a box of Chex and grabbed a handful, stuffing it into his mouth.
Kitai twitched. Goku had said it loud enough for her to hear. Stronger than Broly, impossible. It torchered her ears as she began training harder, panting heavily.
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Chi-Chi glanced into the Gravity Room, a puzzled and upset expression on her face. "I don't know Bulma. I think Vegeta's a bad influence on her."
Bulma peeked over Chi-Chi's shoulder. "She's fine Chi-Chi. Vegeta probably is, but it's not like he's encouraging her to stay in there..."
Kitai twitched and paused. She had a muscle cramp in her left leg. She winced and closed her eyes tightly, hoping the pain would go away.
Vegeta grinned wickedly. "I knew it. I knew Kakarot's child wasn't tough enough to endure this kind of combat. I shouldn't have waisted my time telling you about Broly. How HE was the strongest. But how YOU could be stronger than him. It was just nonsense. I should've know you'd never try hard enough. Especially since you can't even go Super Saiyan 2."
Kitai gritted her teeth and clenched her fist angrily. "I AM stronger than Broly! I'M A SUPER SAIYAN! I CAN ACHIEVE ANYTHING I NEED TO! I WILL BE THE NUMBER 1 WARRIOR IN THE UNIVERSE! I'M NOT A QUITTER!!!" Kitai went into Super Saiyan and twitched, training harder than she had ever trained in her whole life.
Beads of sweat covered her anger-filled face.
Chi-Chi narrowed her eyes at Bulma. "No bad influence?"
"Well maybe a little bit..." Bulma sweatdropped.
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Trunks hopped down the stairs, looking around. No sign of Kitai. He hadn't seen her at all. But he HAD been upstairs all morning and night. It was now 4:00 in the afternoon.
He wasn't hungry. All he could think about was, 'Who put that in my bag?'
He didn't know anyone who did drugs, he knew better than that. His father had always said it would mess up his fighting, and his lungs would be no good. It wasn't that, though.
It was the fact he had good friends and good family around him. They meant a lot to him, and he meant a lot to them. Doing drugs probably would've ruined everything.
How would Kitai think he'd do some stupid shit like that? He didn't know. But all the evidence was there. All that she needed. The fact that it was in his bag. That was all the evidence she needed.
He sighed and heard his father shouting from the Gravity Room. He peeked inside, grinning, hoping to see Vegeta on the floor, because Goten did something and screwed the Gravity up.
Instead, he saw Kitai. But she didn't look like herself. Her hair was up in a ponytail, one long bang on either side of her face. Her hair was blonde, now brown - in SSJ2 mode, spiked Sweat was dripping from her as if she had taken a shower with her clothes on. She was wearing a t-shirt and shorts, that were also damp from the sweat.
He narrowed his eyes at his father, who were yelling at Kitai. What was he saying? Was he making fun of her...Or was he trying to encourage her? He knew his Dad was good at heart, but he never thought he'd see the day...
"COME ON, ONNA! YOU HAVEN'T REACHED SSJ3, YET?! PATHETIC!!! I'VE SEEN PAN ACT FIERCER THAN YOU!"
Vegeta looked at the measurements for her training. He stared at it blankly. The thing wasn;t responding, apparently it was too high. He grimaced and nodded. "LET'S GO, MOVE IT OR LOSE IT, ARE YOU GONNA BE A LAZY THIRD-RATE WARRIOR?!"
"Sir, no sir!"
"ARE YOU GONNA BECOME A LEGENDARY SUPER SAIYAN?!"
"Sir, yes sir!"
"WILL YOU BE STRONGER THAN BROLY?!"
"Sir, yes sir!"
"IF YOU WANT TO BE STRONGER THAN BROLY, YOU'LL HAVE TO TRAIN HARDER THAN THAT! WEAKLING!"
Kitai growled and began training harder, sweat soaking her body.
Trunks's mouth dropped open. He hadn't seen Kitai sweat this much. He'd never seen anyone sweat this much.
"Scary, isn't it?"
Trunks looked beside him, and saw Goten, who had a concerned look on his face.
"I'm worried."
"She's training of her own free will though. Your Dad is just pushing her to keep going."
"But-"
"It's her own free will. Your Dad said it himself, no one has limits. He's just testing how far Kitai can go without collapsing."
"Goten, I'm afraid she's gonna ware herself out too much."
"It's her choice, Trunks. It's her own free will."
Trunks sighed and walked away from the sight. It was unbearable.
Behind the window, Yamcha and Alex were watching Kitai train. It was an amazing sight, yes. Too bad it would end so soon. She had the makings of a great Saiya-jin Warrior.
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Kitai: Wow. That was...Interesting to say the least. It seems kinda short to me, don'tcha think? Yeah...Kinda short...Oh well. It was good, right?
Broly: No.
Kitai: Oh, shutup. Wadda you know? You're just mad because a girl will be able to beat the carp outta you.
Broly: Shutup.
Kitai: Psssht. Yeah. Whatever.
As we all noticed in this chapter, Kitai is...Well...Very determined to get her mind off Trunks. Especially on the face she went to SSJ2 in a short amount of time. Me's guessing Vegeta wasn't noticing her power level is out the roof.
Okay. By the way, the training in this chapter and perhaps the next few, isn't just for the Kamehameha Wave. It'll come in handy in 'My Hero.'
Well, I don't have any reviews yet, so I guessed I'll just ask Gohan to review my chapter.
Gohan: 0 out of 10.
Kitai: WHAT?! *Goes SSJ2*
Gohan: Uh...Because it didn't have enough me in it...But you get 10 Bonus Points for entering Pan's name in there?
Kitai: Excellent. See ya next time folks!
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Disclaimer: I do not own Dragon Ball Z. However, I do own Kitai Son.
Warnings (Throughout Whole Story): Pretty Much Complete OOCness, Violence, Profanity, Adult Situations, Rape, Alcohol and Drug use.
Rated R
~
Kitai sat under the tree Goten had showed her sometime between the two months when she got there and when she went to college.
She couldn't remember when. She could just hope that somehow she would find a way to relieve her stress, her anger. Supress all of it until it was completely gone.
A small smile made its way across her face. She stood back and sent a ki blast into the grounded, sighing relievedly. That was it. That was what she needed. She just needed some time alone to train.
What was that place Trunks had told her about? Ah yes, the Hyperbolic Time Chamber. But she couldn't stay in there long enough. Maybe she could ask Piccolo to train her. Or maybe she could share the Gravity Room with Vegeta.
She shrugged and sighed, flying back. Being near everyone also might help her. But being near Trunks would only make it worse. She landed on the balcony and tip-toed inside.
She had stayed out there, thinking for a while. It was 9:00 and incredibly dark outside. She wondered what Trunks had told everyone. Trunks was lying on the bed, still and asleep. She silently crept down the hall, down the stairs.
She silently proceeded to the Gravity Room, where she noticed the light was on.
She walked in, looking around curiously.
"Come to destroy something else, Son?"
Kitai turned around and saw Vegeta. Her face went from blank to angered and paranoid. "No, not this time. I'm here to train."
Vegeta's eyes widened with mockery. "Kakarot's child? Train? Someone call those blasted Third-Rate newspapers which were beating the life out of Kakarot's child earlier! We've got a top story."
"They're called headliners."
"Whatever. Does it look like I care?"
"No. And I don't either."
"Good. Now get out and stop pestering me."
"I said I came here to train. Has the Saiya-jin Prince lost his memory?" Kitai smirked tauntingly.
"You were being serious? Great Kami, who would've expected that from Kakarot's brat."
"I would've. Now can I get to my training?"
"I don't know, can you, little girl?"
Kitai gritted her teeth and mumbled, starting her training.
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Goku walked down the stairs, happily. No one was cooking yet, but he could still go for a couple boxes of cerial. He continued walking along, when he saw the Gravity Room light on, and Kitai and Vegeta training. "Hey Kitai, hey Vegeta."
Goku's eyes widened and he stepped back, looking into the gravity room and rubbing his eyes. "Vegeta? Kitai? Training?"
Vegeta paused his training, glancing over at the girl who continued ahead. He smirked. "She can't hear you, Kakarot. She's too busy trying to become the strongest Half Saiya-jin this universe has ever seen. Perhaps even stronger than Broly."
Vegeta rolled his eyes and snickered at the thought. He knew Goku would then say something stupid, which would make Kitai train harder. But he himself had to admit, Broly was the Legendary Super Saiyan. Anyone with that much power will probably go mad in a very short amount of time.
And that's what Broly was. Mad. Crazy. Nutz-O. Coo-koo. Missing a couple of screws. However you want to put it, Broly was just plane insane with power.
Goku looked at Vegeta and burst out laughing. "Come on Vegeta, you know Broly was the Legendary Super Saiyan! No one, however much they train could ever be stronger than him!"
"Well, you were, Kakarot. How do you know this girl won't turn out stronger than you?" He pointed at the young Half Saiya-jin, who was training vigorously.
Goku's eyes widened. "Stronger than me? Hm...That'd be cool!"
Vegeta sighed and shook his head. "Go get your breakfast, Kakarot. This Saiya-jin and this Demi-Saiya-jin have a lot of training to catch up on."
"Right." Goku walked off, scratching his head. "Stronger than Broly? That's impossible. The only reason I was stronger than Broly, was because I had Gohan, Piccolo, Trunks and Vegeta's power. No one will probably ever be stronger than Broly..." He grabbed a box of Chex and grabbed a handful, stuffing it into his mouth.
Kitai twitched. Goku had said it loud enough for her to hear. Stronger than Broly, impossible. It torchered her ears as she began training harder, panting heavily.
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Chi-Chi glanced into the Gravity Room, a puzzled and upset expression on her face. "I don't know Bulma. I think Vegeta's a bad influence on her."
Bulma peeked over Chi-Chi's shoulder. "She's fine Chi-Chi. Vegeta probably is, but it's not like he's encouraging her to stay in there..."
Kitai twitched and paused. She had a muscle cramp in her left leg. She winced and closed her eyes tightly, hoping the pain would go away.
Vegeta grinned wickedly. "I knew it. I knew Kakarot's child wasn't tough enough to endure this kind of combat. I shouldn't have waisted my time telling you about Broly. How HE was the strongest. But how YOU could be stronger than him. It was just nonsense. I should've know you'd never try hard enough. Especially since you can't even go Super Saiyan 2."
Kitai gritted her teeth and clenched her fist angrily. "I AM stronger than Broly! I'M A SUPER SAIYAN! I CAN ACHIEVE ANYTHING I NEED TO! I WILL BE THE NUMBER 1 WARRIOR IN THE UNIVERSE! I'M NOT A QUITTER!!!" Kitai went into Super Saiyan and twitched, training harder than she had ever trained in her whole life.
Beads of sweat covered her anger-filled face.
Chi-Chi narrowed her eyes at Bulma. "No bad influence?"
"Well maybe a little bit..." Bulma sweatdropped.
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Trunks hopped down the stairs, looking around. No sign of Kitai. He hadn't seen her at all. But he HAD been upstairs all morning and night. It was now 4:00 in the afternoon.
He wasn't hungry. All he could think about was, 'Who put that in my bag?'
He didn't know anyone who did drugs, he knew better than that. His father had always said it would mess up his fighting, and his lungs would be no good. It wasn't that, though.
It was the fact he had good friends and good family around him. They meant a lot to him, and he meant a lot to them. Doing drugs probably would've ruined everything.
How would Kitai think he'd do some stupid shit like that? He didn't know. But all the evidence was there. All that she needed. The fact that it was in his bag. That was all the evidence she needed.
He sighed and heard his father shouting from the Gravity Room. He peeked inside, grinning, hoping to see Vegeta on the floor, because Goten did something and screwed the Gravity up.
Instead, he saw Kitai. But she didn't look like herself. Her hair was up in a ponytail, one long bang on either side of her face. Her hair was blonde, now brown - in SSJ2 mode, spiked Sweat was dripping from her as if she had taken a shower with her clothes on. She was wearing a t-shirt and shorts, that were also damp from the sweat.
He narrowed his eyes at his father, who were yelling at Kitai. What was he saying? Was he making fun of her...Or was he trying to encourage her? He knew his Dad was good at heart, but he never thought he'd see the day...
"COME ON, ONNA! YOU HAVEN'T REACHED SSJ3, YET?! PATHETIC!!! I'VE SEEN PAN ACT FIERCER THAN YOU!"
Vegeta looked at the measurements for her training. He stared at it blankly. The thing wasn;t responding, apparently it was too high. He grimaced and nodded. "LET'S GO, MOVE IT OR LOSE IT, ARE YOU GONNA BE A LAZY THIRD-RATE WARRIOR?!"
"Sir, no sir!"
"ARE YOU GONNA BECOME A LEGENDARY SUPER SAIYAN?!"
"Sir, yes sir!"
"WILL YOU BE STRONGER THAN BROLY?!"
"Sir, yes sir!"
"IF YOU WANT TO BE STRONGER THAN BROLY, YOU'LL HAVE TO TRAIN HARDER THAN THAT! WEAKLING!"
Kitai growled and began training harder, sweat soaking her body.
Trunks's mouth dropped open. He hadn't seen Kitai sweat this much. He'd never seen anyone sweat this much.
"Scary, isn't it?"
Trunks looked beside him, and saw Goten, who had a concerned look on his face.
"I'm worried."
"She's training of her own free will though. Your Dad is just pushing her to keep going."
"But-"
"It's her own free will. Your Dad said it himself, no one has limits. He's just testing how far Kitai can go without collapsing."
"Goten, I'm afraid she's gonna ware herself out too much."
"It's her choice, Trunks. It's her own free will."
Trunks sighed and walked away from the sight. It was unbearable.
Behind the window, Yamcha and Alex were watching Kitai train. It was an amazing sight, yes. Too bad it would end so soon. She had the makings of a great Saiya-jin Warrior.
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Kitai: Wow. That was...Interesting to say the least. It seems kinda short to me, don'tcha think? Yeah...Kinda short...Oh well. It was good, right?
Broly: No.
Kitai: Oh, shutup. Wadda you know? You're just mad because a girl will be able to beat the carp outta you.
Broly: Shutup.
Kitai: Psssht. Yeah. Whatever.
As we all noticed in this chapter, Kitai is...Well...Very determined to get her mind off Trunks. Especially on the face she went to SSJ2 in a short amount of time. Me's guessing Vegeta wasn't noticing her power level is out the roof.
Okay. By the way, the training in this chapter and perhaps the next few, isn't just for the Kamehameha Wave. It'll come in handy in 'My Hero.'
Well, I don't have any reviews yet, so I guessed I'll just ask Gohan to review my chapter.
Gohan: 0 out of 10.
Kitai: WHAT?! *Goes SSJ2*
Gohan: Uh...Because it didn't have enough me in it...But you get 10 Bonus Points for entering Pan's name in there?
Kitai: Excellent. See ya next time folks!
