Disclaimer - I dont own DBZ, though, the story and characters are for the most part original
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"I think you've had enough for today," a breath-catching voice said to Valix as he eased his stance. "I guess," was Arsel's fifteen-year-old brother could reply. Both were easily brought to the near edge of their endurance, soaking with sweat and panting like dogs in midday heat. Easing his stance as well, Valix moved a little closer to Arsel, closing the distance between them, but stopping with a wincing facial expression. "Ahh…damnit!" he called out as he placed his hands to his right leg. "What is it? Oh, never mind…I remember," Arsel questioned, then recalling the blow he'd dealt to his younger sibling. "I guess it doesn't pay to be on a lower scale than normal, eh?" an outside voice said. With the training room door sliding open, a large, fiercely-built figure clad in Saiya-jin armor said, keeping in a tone of unpreference and almost disgrace. Garick then looked to Arsel with a much more pleasant feature and said, "King Vegeta has requested my presence for something and I'm taking you with me for the experience. Let's go." Not arguing with his father, the twenty-year-old Arsel followed Garick out the sliding metal door, leaving the young Valix to himself. "He's never satisfied, is he? Can't he see that I'm trying as hard as I can!?" the boy thought, gritting his teeth with a lowered head.
Having returned to his room in the confines of the building, Valix changed out of his much-used training attire and prepared himself in his most common attire, consisting of a light blue sleeveless suit, traditional Saiya-jin armor, and combat boots of the same nature. Finishing off the ensemble with white armbands and a generic bandana, he made his way out into the main hallways to find his father and older brother finishing a conversation with the great King Vegeta. From this, the three had disappeared into the throne room, the gigantic entrance doors creaking shut. Curious as he normally was, the young Saiya-jin made his way past the pillars of the main halls and toward the throne door. However, as he'd reached the center carpeting, something had caught his eye. Off in the direction of an adjacent pillar, a green-lensed eye could be seen sinking quickly into the pillar and then, a silhouette down an opposite hallway. With a changed expression from just barely viewing this, Valix grew all the more adventurous to this darkened matter.
Hours had passed since the low-level boy had caught view of either of his relatives, save his mother, Eria. All the while, she was the only company he'd had, and she proved something of a time-killer. "Mother…has dad spoken of the reason why he's been around King Vegeta more than usual at all?" Valix questioned. In response, Eria answered, "Garick's business is usually his own with the King. I'm sure Arsel would be about as much use for asking, so it's best not to." Nodding in a reluctant acceptance, the sliding of a metal door could be heard, and within moments, Garick and Arsel graced the two's sight once more. Disregarding his mother's advice, Valix stood toward his father and asked, "What's so secret about King Vegeta that only you and Arsel can know? Usually you tell us things like this, but you've been spending a lot of time away." Scowling down to Valix, Garick took him by the scruff of his Saiya-jin armor and tossed him aside in the general direction of his brother. "What's it matter to you? It's not like a weakling could do King Vegeta any good anyway. Best forget it, 'cause it's none of your business," his father replied. As predictability would have it, Arsel was at the ready to keep Valix from a full impact with the ground. Of course, his younger brother was grateful, but for the time being, his eyes were locked on his despicably-acting father. All the while, Arsel managed to drag Valix from the room and into one of the many corridors. "Don't let him get to you, brother. You know he's only this way because of your fighting power," Arsel said to him. "Don't worry, I'm sure that within time, you'll be much better," he continued in assurance. Just then, his expression changed to one of a severe determination. "I will…within time, I will be…and I'll show him what his son is really made of!" With that thought, Valix headed once more to the training room.
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"I think you've had enough for today," a breath-catching voice said to Valix as he eased his stance. "I guess," was Arsel's fifteen-year-old brother could reply. Both were easily brought to the near edge of their endurance, soaking with sweat and panting like dogs in midday heat. Easing his stance as well, Valix moved a little closer to Arsel, closing the distance between them, but stopping with a wincing facial expression. "Ahh…damnit!" he called out as he placed his hands to his right leg. "What is it? Oh, never mind…I remember," Arsel questioned, then recalling the blow he'd dealt to his younger sibling. "I guess it doesn't pay to be on a lower scale than normal, eh?" an outside voice said. With the training room door sliding open, a large, fiercely-built figure clad in Saiya-jin armor said, keeping in a tone of unpreference and almost disgrace. Garick then looked to Arsel with a much more pleasant feature and said, "King Vegeta has requested my presence for something and I'm taking you with me for the experience. Let's go." Not arguing with his father, the twenty-year-old Arsel followed Garick out the sliding metal door, leaving the young Valix to himself. "He's never satisfied, is he? Can't he see that I'm trying as hard as I can!?" the boy thought, gritting his teeth with a lowered head.
Having returned to his room in the confines of the building, Valix changed out of his much-used training attire and prepared himself in his most common attire, consisting of a light blue sleeveless suit, traditional Saiya-jin armor, and combat boots of the same nature. Finishing off the ensemble with white armbands and a generic bandana, he made his way out into the main hallways to find his father and older brother finishing a conversation with the great King Vegeta. From this, the three had disappeared into the throne room, the gigantic entrance doors creaking shut. Curious as he normally was, the young Saiya-jin made his way past the pillars of the main halls and toward the throne door. However, as he'd reached the center carpeting, something had caught his eye. Off in the direction of an adjacent pillar, a green-lensed eye could be seen sinking quickly into the pillar and then, a silhouette down an opposite hallway. With a changed expression from just barely viewing this, Valix grew all the more adventurous to this darkened matter.
Hours had passed since the low-level boy had caught view of either of his relatives, save his mother, Eria. All the while, she was the only company he'd had, and she proved something of a time-killer. "Mother…has dad spoken of the reason why he's been around King Vegeta more than usual at all?" Valix questioned. In response, Eria answered, "Garick's business is usually his own with the King. I'm sure Arsel would be about as much use for asking, so it's best not to." Nodding in a reluctant acceptance, the sliding of a metal door could be heard, and within moments, Garick and Arsel graced the two's sight once more. Disregarding his mother's advice, Valix stood toward his father and asked, "What's so secret about King Vegeta that only you and Arsel can know? Usually you tell us things like this, but you've been spending a lot of time away." Scowling down to Valix, Garick took him by the scruff of his Saiya-jin armor and tossed him aside in the general direction of his brother. "What's it matter to you? It's not like a weakling could do King Vegeta any good anyway. Best forget it, 'cause it's none of your business," his father replied. As predictability would have it, Arsel was at the ready to keep Valix from a full impact with the ground. Of course, his younger brother was grateful, but for the time being, his eyes were locked on his despicably-acting father. All the while, Arsel managed to drag Valix from the room and into one of the many corridors. "Don't let him get to you, brother. You know he's only this way because of your fighting power," Arsel said to him. "Don't worry, I'm sure that within time, you'll be much better," he continued in assurance. Just then, his expression changed to one of a severe determination. "I will…within time, I will be…and I'll show him what his son is really made of!" With that thought, Valix headed once more to the training room.
