Vee: It's a new day...but it all feels old...it's a good life, that's what I'm told, but everything it all just feels the same...
Reda: Finally! You sing something good!
Vee: Be quiet.
Goku: I didn't think that was in the song, Vee.
Vee: That's because it's not, Kakarot.
Goku: You know, you remind me of Vegeta when you call me that...
Vee: What? Now why would I call you Kakarot, Goku? Did you ever hear me call you Kakarot? You're hearing things...
Goku: (really confused) But...uh...huh?
Reda: Don't worry about it, Goku. You'll get it in time...(Pulls connection)
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Semi FinalsChapter 24: Father vs. Son...Again?
We've already seen one father fight: Goku vs. Gohan was an awesome match, and Goku accidentally showed that Psyfoam had taught him something. Now, in the Semi-Finals, we see another father vs. son battle: Vegeta vs. Trunks. Trunks want to win victory to prove something to his father, but Vegeta desperately wishes to fight "Kakarot" again, because he not only want to know what else Psyfoam has taught him, but if the Prince of the Saiyans can stand up to it. But Vegeta can't get to that battle until he defeats his son. Vegeta expects an easy fight; will Trunks finally prove that he's not a simple push over?
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"Is this tournament screwed or something?" Krillin questioned, causing a grand silence.
"Hmm? What do you mean, Krillin?" Goku asked, tilting his head in confusion.
Krillin turned to face the Saiyan, putting on his thoughtful expression. "Well, in the first round Trunks and Goten fought each other, and they're best friends. Then you and Gohan fought and your father and son. Now it's Vegeta against Trunks..."
"Another father against son fight. Huh," Gohan grinned, shaking his head in disbelief. "Amazing! It's all ironic."
"Yeah..." Krillin drifted. "It almost seems like someone could have rigged it."
Goku blinked, "Oh...you think so?"
"No...I was just saying that," the midget said in sarcasm.
"Huh?" Goku asked, tilting his head again as his eyebrows formed a confused look.
Krillin sighed. "Yes, I think it was rigged, Goku," he cleared up. "I wonder who could have done it?"
"Huh?" Now it was Gohan's turn to be confused. "How do you figure that, Krillin?"
Before the short human could answer, Vegeta stepped in. "Let's get this fight started. I thought we didn't have all day."
Gohan turned around to explain to the Saiyan Prince, who stood just beyond the group with his arms crossed, his back turned to them, and his face to the side watching his son and Goten. Trunks looked rather nervous, but it didn't take much to notice the will to prove something in the man's eyes. Goten was talking with him and Trunks was just nodding or shaking his head, which was usually the other way around.
"I don't care if you feel like we need a break! I came to fight, not sit around and watch you bakas talk all day!" Vegeta shouted out.
Bulma's arms crossed in anger, and she looked like she was about to bust out at Vegeta. Goku ran over to calm her down, but also so he could ask a favor. He got in Bulma's "line of fire," and distracted her from the Saiyan Prince.
"Uh...Bulma, can I ask you something?" Goku began warily.
The blue-haired woman turned to him. "Go ahead, Goku," she said, starting to lose her anger.
Goku breathed out a sigh of relief. "Well, in Psyfoam's lair there's two more Saiyans working for him: Reda, my sister, and Vee, Vegeta's brother." Bulma nodded her head to indicate she was listening. "They've been working for him for quite a long time, and uh...they kind of need some new clothes."
"Yeah, and what do I need to do? Make them some Saiyan Armor?"
Goku placed a hand behind his head. "Well...sort of. Just make something a Saiyan teenager would wear. Oh! And make Vee's dark blue and Reda's light blue."
"Like what they were wearing, Goku?" Chi-Chi asked, having overheard their conversation as she walked up to her husband and friend.
"Yeah, exactly!" Goku exclaimed, grinning as he spoke.
Chi-Chi turned Bulma toward Gohan. "Come on, we'll get a lift from Gohan, and then I'll help you make what Goku's trying to explain."
"Thanks, Chi-Chi," Goku said, smiling.
She smiled back at him, and then turned around to yell at Gohan and order him to give them a lift to Capsule Corporation. Gohan was quick to follow his mother's wishes, as if he had much choice, and the three of them went flying off to West City. Goku watched them take off into the distance, hardly noticing Supreme Kai and Baba staring at him through a window of his house.
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Supreme Kai shook his head at the longing look in Goku's eyes. He did it for them. He put the entire universe at risk just for them. He sighed. Why can I not call him selfish? Everyone Old Kai told me about who had given their freedom or their life for their family...and then left the universe in ruin because they weren't there to protect it...I'd called those people selfish. So why can't I call Goku selfish? He's the one hero that the universe always uses to defeat the evil ones...he's the only one able to save the universe from monstrous evil beings---from Frieza to Buu---and he gives up his job for them. Why can't I call him selfish?
"What are you wondering, Kai?" Baba asked her old eyes focused on him. "You seem to be pondering something."
Supreme Kai sighed, "It's Goku. He's given everything up, even his job to protect the universe, for them. It just seems so selfish---putting other families at risk just to keep his safe---so...why can't I call him selfish?"
Baba laughed, "That easy. Goku's no ordinary man, Kai, and no ordinary Saiyan at that. I think...that Goku has a plan behind all this...he always seems to have one in the end. He's not selfish. No, far from it. He's just tricking Psyfoam, waiting for the right moment to attack."
Supreme Kai blinked, "But he sure didn't seem like he was acting when Psyfoam made him his slave."
"Hmm...You're right..." Baba drifted off, appearing to think hard. "Oh well! Can't win 'em all!"
Supreme Kai fell backwards.
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Trunks gulped as his father walked by him and Goten. "Come on, brat. Let's get this fight over with."
He simply nodded, barely moving anything else but his eyes, following his proud Saiyan father up to the tournament ring. Once in place, he looked back to see Goten give him the thumbs-up. He flashed him a nervous grin and then turned back to his father replacing the grin with a straight face, trying to put on his "fighting face."
Vegeta just smirked at him, keeping his arms crossed in front of his chest. Trunks gulped down the nerves. I'm ready. I can do this! My father underestimates me! I'm stronger than he thinks I am! With that thought, Trunks leaned down, clenched his fists, and lowered his arms in attack position. He flared up to Super Saiyan right away, his own smirk forming on his face.
Vegeta chuckled, "If that's how you want to do this, fine." And with a gigantic burst of power Vegeta surpassed his son and got comfortable in Super Saiyan2.
"Awww...Come on, Vegeta. You can at least keep it even," Goku called, walking up to the edge of the ring, his eyebrows lowered in disappointment.
"Shut up, Kakarot! This is my fight and I'm not going to carry it out so that it drags on forever!"
"Okay! Sheesh! You didn't have to put it like that..." Goku drifted off, a little mad at the way Vegeta yelled at him.
Trunks kept his smirk; he wasn't scared of something he could match. His green eyes shook, his golden eyebrows lowered, and his teeth clenched as he grappled for his power. Once he found it, Trunks screamed as it came loose and he straightened, thrusting his arms out as his power broke free.
Goku stared in amazement as Vegeta's son transformed to an Ascended Saiyan. He looked back at Goten, who put a hand behind his head when he noticed Goku's gaze and shook his head as if to tell his father "no." Huh, no wonder Trunks beat Goten. Vegeta is right. My sons don't care about training anymore. What happened to the family tradition? I can't be expected to save the Earth forever; I don't have immortality.
Vegeta chuckled some more. "So, you have trained a bit...Trunks."
Trunks froze, lowered his arms, and stared at his father in shock. He called me by name! Because he wasn't concentrating, Trunks could only gape in surprise as his father charged and thrust a hard fist into his stomach. He lowered his eyebrows in anger when he got his breath back. And he just did it to trick me! Father! I've had enough!
Trunks flared up and spun around to face his father, anger boiling through his veins. Vegeta's smirk made Trunks growl in frustration as he threw his punch, but Vegeta side-stepped out of the way, flipped forward, and landed his feet in his son's face, making Trunks fall backwards and hit the tournament floor.
Vegeta landed as he towered over his son. "Not much control over the transformation yet, I see. Well, it's not good enough the way it is so, better luck next time."
Trunks couldn't decide on his emotions. His teeth clenched in anger, but his eyes lowered in shame. Why can't I at least be equal? I don't understand!
"Now, Vegeta..." Goku started to say.
The Prince of all Saiyans was quick to follow him. "Shut up, Kakarot!"
Goku growled back at him, still with that angered look on his face, "Fine!"
Trunks took the opportunity he had, zanzokened behind his father, and slammed his leg into Vegeta's side, sending the Saiyan Prince flying through the air diagonally. Trunks clenched his teeth and lowered his eyebrows before flying up after him, golden hair flying somewhat behind him (He hardly noticed Goku's surprised face).
Vegeta stopped himself from flipping in the air and put up an arm to block his son's punch. Then, as he turned around to block and shoot off several punches and kicks, he smirked wickedly at Trunks, already having decided on how to defeat his son in this match.
As Trunks fought on, as hard as ever, he could only think about how important this fight was to him. I have to win this. I have to! I just have to prove to my father that I'm not a weakling! Trunks jabbed his power-filled fist out...and hit air. What?
"Right behind you," Vegeta said with a boastful air about him.
Trunks barely turned to stare wide-eyed at his father before Vegeta's fists pounded against the pressure point near the back of his head. The lilac-haired teenager was unconscious before he even touched the ground.
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Reda: I feel so sorry for Trunks.
Trunks: (suddenly walks in) Well, don't be. I'm fine.
Reda: Trunks! How'd you get in here?
Trunks: (looks at the ground and starts to back out the door) I'm sorry, I thought I was always welcome in your house.
Reda: Well...yes...of course. I mean...uh...I...Trunks, don't go...(Chases after Trunks, and the two of their voices get lost in the hallway)
Vee: (still leaning up against the wall) Puh...Well...I guess I'll have to ask for reviews...It looks like she's going to be a while.
Goku: No, I want to. Readers, Reda would really like it if you reviewed for her. Thanks.
Vee: (looks shocked) Goku that was...
Goku: What?
Vee: Nothing...(Pulls connection)