Hallo Topeoples, I'd like to say that I spent two hours on the layout of
this chapter and that I spent another three revising every word to be
original and that..., wait no I wouldn't that's what people with no lives
do. Any ways, I had some extra time and threw this together, let me know
what you think.
The Return of the Prince
The three of them were flying for hours in the general direction of the side of the dome. None of them had said a word since they had left the site of Vegeta's father's death. Gohan and Trunks were left to ponder if Vegeta had truly changed his cruel and pride-ridden ways and changed to a more compassionate person, or if this was just what was happening to him since he had to witness his father's death, and by his own hand. The thoughts flooded their minds while they flew just slightly behind Vegeta.
Vegeta, on the other hand, was bent on getting off of the planet and leaving his past to die on this day. He had just killed his own father and destroyed the most prominent city on the planet of his very origin. He had to much to ponder on to notice that Trunks and Gohan had lagged behind.
"Geeze, this is tense." Gohan whispered to Trunks who was now flying next to him.
"I know, I just can't figure it out. In times like this most people flip out and go into hysterical fits of rage." Trunks said under his breath.
"Everyone knows that's what I do." Gohan remarked.
"And we know that he gains power in times like this, but he just doesn't quite harness like everyone else, he bottles it up. I'm afraid that he might go off one of these days and destroy a whole lot of people or a planet. It's just scary to sit back and watch a man like him kill himself from the inside, we all have massive potentials for power as saiyans, but I just don't think he has shown it all."
"I know, I turned super 2 at the age of 11, he only went two a couple of months ago and look at him, you know he's gonna go off on somebody one of these days. He just has too much power not to. He has to go beyond what he is. I just can't tell how far or at what time. It truly is a little scary." Gohan started to think about that for a little while as they flew on, Trunks had started to go across the same thing.
After a while Trunks voiced another thought. "If your dad went Super Saiyan a year or so before my dad, and my dad trained so much, than why has your dad come so much further than mine?"
"I don't know, I started to wonder that myself. It really doesn;t make much sense. Your dad trained for the androids for the whole three years that we had, my dad didn't even train for half of the time, yet mine was still stronger. Plus, ever since that your dad has been training non-stop and my dad has really only had that one tournament in other world that he was telling us about, but he went super 3, it really doesn't make sense."
"Is it me, or does it seem that my dad's power spikes a lot more than anybody else when he goes to a new level. He just becomes so much more powerful but still can't get to where your dad is, or even close to you."
"Well, I can't say much for him not catching me, after all, I am the strongest, and hottest." He said in a sly tone while running his hands through his hair. This was almost enough to make Trunks go Super Saiyan 3 just to make him stop, and then barf. Gohan continued, "But why he can't catch my dad, I just don't really get. They were just as strong as each other, if not your dad being stronger when they first met, but then, despite his best efforts, Vegeta could not catch him."
"What are you two blabbering about back their." Vegeta yelled at them. "We are almost to the edge, we will have to size up the strength of the wall in order to get through it."
"That's easy." Gohan smirked as he launched an energy ball from his, now, outstretched hand.
"No, you foo..." Vegeta was cut off when suddenly they were all forced in to the ground by an enormous explosion, all except for Vegeta who had forced it back with an energy shield that he had only time to put around himself. When the two of them had shaken it off, and rather quickly this time, Vegeta was standing over them. "This place is constantly filling with that gas, we may have time enough now to get through it without being blown to kingdom come." He flew off the edge where it met the ground and started to fire at it with a constant beam. "Well, what are you waiting for, a formal invitation, well here it is. Ahem, we cordially invite you to get you asses over her before I blow you the fuck away. The two of them jetted over to where he was standing and focused a beam on where he already had. "On the count of three put all your energy in it."
"1, 2, 3. The trio pushed all they had into it, three enormous balls of energy ran down the streaks and formed a ball at the end which almost reached to them where they were some 50 feet away. Soon enough the large ball disappeared through a gaping hole in the side of the dome. Off in the distance they could see a huge explosion, which wasn't hard to witness in the dead darkness of night.
"Great it's night, now how are we gonna know which way the ship is?" Gohan groaned sitting down on the edge of the smooth shaven hole.
"It's over hat way." Vegeta said pointing off in a seemingly random direction.
"How, do you know that?" Gohan quipped at Vegeta.
"You don't grow up on a planet as it's prince to the throne without knowing you way around." Vegeta hollered, now becoming very agitated with Gohan's attitude.
"Well, why don't we get going then, eh." Trunks suggested to the two of them, now locked in a Saiyan Death Glare. Trunks was a little freaked out by this, but just laid back and stared at the stars.
The two of them glared at each other for hours until finally they were interrupted by a stranger that dropped out of the sky. The three of the them just stared at the man in astonishment.
"Kakarot?" Vegeta questioned even his own thinking as the man stood there puzzled by these three men sitting outside of the grand imperial city, with a hole blown through the dome, which he knew was only used to destroy the most dangerous of foes.
(Announcer's Voice) "Who could this knew person be, is it really Goku, or some far more sinister. Does this being have good intentions for the three Z fighters, or could he have a power card up his sleeve that could leave this already terrified mission in even bigger shambles, this person could be..." Announcer cut off as mysterious figure walks in the recording booth and sneaks up behind him before pulling out a blade and pressing it hard against his throat, then he stops and thinks, What am I doing, I shouldn't act like a savage. He turns and walks out of the room. The announcer continues his rambling as a blast is sent through the door and destroys the entire recording booth. Kirbinatrix walks onto screen, thank you for reading my fic, and you'll hve to read the next chapter of my Dragon Ball Z, fic, Something I haven't figured the name out for yet. Credits roll.
Sorry, I got an idea and kept feeding a fire which was supposed to die hours before, any ways, review, oh god please review. Thank You.
The Return of the Prince
The three of them were flying for hours in the general direction of the side of the dome. None of them had said a word since they had left the site of Vegeta's father's death. Gohan and Trunks were left to ponder if Vegeta had truly changed his cruel and pride-ridden ways and changed to a more compassionate person, or if this was just what was happening to him since he had to witness his father's death, and by his own hand. The thoughts flooded their minds while they flew just slightly behind Vegeta.
Vegeta, on the other hand, was bent on getting off of the planet and leaving his past to die on this day. He had just killed his own father and destroyed the most prominent city on the planet of his very origin. He had to much to ponder on to notice that Trunks and Gohan had lagged behind.
"Geeze, this is tense." Gohan whispered to Trunks who was now flying next to him.
"I know, I just can't figure it out. In times like this most people flip out and go into hysterical fits of rage." Trunks said under his breath.
"Everyone knows that's what I do." Gohan remarked.
"And we know that he gains power in times like this, but he just doesn't quite harness like everyone else, he bottles it up. I'm afraid that he might go off one of these days and destroy a whole lot of people or a planet. It's just scary to sit back and watch a man like him kill himself from the inside, we all have massive potentials for power as saiyans, but I just don't think he has shown it all."
"I know, I turned super 2 at the age of 11, he only went two a couple of months ago and look at him, you know he's gonna go off on somebody one of these days. He just has too much power not to. He has to go beyond what he is. I just can't tell how far or at what time. It truly is a little scary." Gohan started to think about that for a little while as they flew on, Trunks had started to go across the same thing.
After a while Trunks voiced another thought. "If your dad went Super Saiyan a year or so before my dad, and my dad trained so much, than why has your dad come so much further than mine?"
"I don't know, I started to wonder that myself. It really doesn;t make much sense. Your dad trained for the androids for the whole three years that we had, my dad didn't even train for half of the time, yet mine was still stronger. Plus, ever since that your dad has been training non-stop and my dad has really only had that one tournament in other world that he was telling us about, but he went super 3, it really doesn't make sense."
"Is it me, or does it seem that my dad's power spikes a lot more than anybody else when he goes to a new level. He just becomes so much more powerful but still can't get to where your dad is, or even close to you."
"Well, I can't say much for him not catching me, after all, I am the strongest, and hottest." He said in a sly tone while running his hands through his hair. This was almost enough to make Trunks go Super Saiyan 3 just to make him stop, and then barf. Gohan continued, "But why he can't catch my dad, I just don't really get. They were just as strong as each other, if not your dad being stronger when they first met, but then, despite his best efforts, Vegeta could not catch him."
"What are you two blabbering about back their." Vegeta yelled at them. "We are almost to the edge, we will have to size up the strength of the wall in order to get through it."
"That's easy." Gohan smirked as he launched an energy ball from his, now, outstretched hand.
"No, you foo..." Vegeta was cut off when suddenly they were all forced in to the ground by an enormous explosion, all except for Vegeta who had forced it back with an energy shield that he had only time to put around himself. When the two of them had shaken it off, and rather quickly this time, Vegeta was standing over them. "This place is constantly filling with that gas, we may have time enough now to get through it without being blown to kingdom come." He flew off the edge where it met the ground and started to fire at it with a constant beam. "Well, what are you waiting for, a formal invitation, well here it is. Ahem, we cordially invite you to get you asses over her before I blow you the fuck away. The two of them jetted over to where he was standing and focused a beam on where he already had. "On the count of three put all your energy in it."
"1, 2, 3. The trio pushed all they had into it, three enormous balls of energy ran down the streaks and formed a ball at the end which almost reached to them where they were some 50 feet away. Soon enough the large ball disappeared through a gaping hole in the side of the dome. Off in the distance they could see a huge explosion, which wasn't hard to witness in the dead darkness of night.
"Great it's night, now how are we gonna know which way the ship is?" Gohan groaned sitting down on the edge of the smooth shaven hole.
"It's over hat way." Vegeta said pointing off in a seemingly random direction.
"How, do you know that?" Gohan quipped at Vegeta.
"You don't grow up on a planet as it's prince to the throne without knowing you way around." Vegeta hollered, now becoming very agitated with Gohan's attitude.
"Well, why don't we get going then, eh." Trunks suggested to the two of them, now locked in a Saiyan Death Glare. Trunks was a little freaked out by this, but just laid back and stared at the stars.
The two of them glared at each other for hours until finally they were interrupted by a stranger that dropped out of the sky. The three of the them just stared at the man in astonishment.
"Kakarot?" Vegeta questioned even his own thinking as the man stood there puzzled by these three men sitting outside of the grand imperial city, with a hole blown through the dome, which he knew was only used to destroy the most dangerous of foes.
(Announcer's Voice) "Who could this knew person be, is it really Goku, or some far more sinister. Does this being have good intentions for the three Z fighters, or could he have a power card up his sleeve that could leave this already terrified mission in even bigger shambles, this person could be..." Announcer cut off as mysterious figure walks in the recording booth and sneaks up behind him before pulling out a blade and pressing it hard against his throat, then he stops and thinks, What am I doing, I shouldn't act like a savage. He turns and walks out of the room. The announcer continues his rambling as a blast is sent through the door and destroys the entire recording booth. Kirbinatrix walks onto screen, thank you for reading my fic, and you'll hve to read the next chapter of my Dragon Ball Z, fic, Something I haven't figured the name out for yet. Credits roll.
Sorry, I got an idea and kept feeding a fire which was supposed to die hours before, any ways, review, oh god please review. Thank You.
