A month later.
Bra looked out of the window and saw Trunks training in the yard.
'Perfect!" she though and made her way down the stairs and into the garden.
"Daddy forcing little Trunky to train?" she asked when she was close enough.
He looked around at her and gave her a weird look:
"Um.. Yeah. Why do you ask?"
"Oh just because.. I mean, some of us don't need our parents telling us to train and get stronger. Some of us just train because they have enough pride not to give up. Some of us feel that the gift of being a sayian has been granted to us for a reason!" she replied.
Trunks looked at her. Something was weird, he could feel it. Bra never acted like this, she never even talked about fighting, or Sayia-jin pride.
"What's wrong with you?"
"Oh nothing, just thinking," she smiled with pleasure at the sight of his confused face, "whether you have any sayia-jin pride at all or even strength."
Trunks snorted:
"Like you have it!"
Bra put up a finger and wagged it
"Now, now Trunks! You wouldn't want me to get upset!"
"Why you going to call dad?"
"Oh no! Something much more effective than that!"
"What!?" Trunks asked, getting annoyed.
"Just." It was time to do what she'd preparing for for a year, but when she first started training, she didn't think this moment would come so soon and she was determined to enjoy every bit of it. Bra gathered up her power and felt the blood throb inside her veins, her sayia-jin blood, her warrior blood. She burst out into Super Sayia-jin.
She smirked as she saw Trunks's eyes pop out at the sight.
"Oh yeah, and that's not all I can do!" Bra said and quickly powered up to a higher level. Electric rays were now surrounding her. She was now in Super Sayia-jin 2.
She speeded towards Trunks, and swung a punch at him. Her actions were so fast that he didn't even have time to move. He was down, but Bra didn't stop there, she aimed kicks and punches at him, only some of which Trunks was able to dodge or block. Never the less, he was down within minutes. He'd done everything, gone super, tried his best moves, but it just seemed that he was like an ant compared to his little sister. It was like they suddenly turned around, He was the weak one, and Bra was the dominator, the strong one, like he was before.
"Who's the little wimp now? Who needs bandages after a silly little cut now, huh?" Bra said.
Trunks stared at her in disbelief.
"As I expected!" She said and started to walk away.
"I didn't really mean that, you know! I thought you'd take it as a joke!" he called after her.
She turned around.
"Never joke with a sayia-jin's pride." She said angrily, but then her face broke into a grin, "But I'm glad you did or else I would never have gone Super in the first place!"
And Trunks smiled back. Bra powered down and helped him to his feet.
Trunks had looked down to Bra his entire life, as though she were toilet paper at the sole of his shoe. And Bra looked at Trunks as a stuck-up boy who though he was top of the world. But for the first time ever their sibling bond was full.
Bra looked out of the window and saw Trunks training in the yard.
'Perfect!" she though and made her way down the stairs and into the garden.
"Daddy forcing little Trunky to train?" she asked when she was close enough.
He looked around at her and gave her a weird look:
"Um.. Yeah. Why do you ask?"
"Oh just because.. I mean, some of us don't need our parents telling us to train and get stronger. Some of us just train because they have enough pride not to give up. Some of us feel that the gift of being a sayian has been granted to us for a reason!" she replied.
Trunks looked at her. Something was weird, he could feel it. Bra never acted like this, she never even talked about fighting, or Sayia-jin pride.
"What's wrong with you?"
"Oh nothing, just thinking," she smiled with pleasure at the sight of his confused face, "whether you have any sayia-jin pride at all or even strength."
Trunks snorted:
"Like you have it!"
Bra put up a finger and wagged it
"Now, now Trunks! You wouldn't want me to get upset!"
"Why you going to call dad?"
"Oh no! Something much more effective than that!"
"What!?" Trunks asked, getting annoyed.
"Just." It was time to do what she'd preparing for for a year, but when she first started training, she didn't think this moment would come so soon and she was determined to enjoy every bit of it. Bra gathered up her power and felt the blood throb inside her veins, her sayia-jin blood, her warrior blood. She burst out into Super Sayia-jin.
She smirked as she saw Trunks's eyes pop out at the sight.
"Oh yeah, and that's not all I can do!" Bra said and quickly powered up to a higher level. Electric rays were now surrounding her. She was now in Super Sayia-jin 2.
She speeded towards Trunks, and swung a punch at him. Her actions were so fast that he didn't even have time to move. He was down, but Bra didn't stop there, she aimed kicks and punches at him, only some of which Trunks was able to dodge or block. Never the less, he was down within minutes. He'd done everything, gone super, tried his best moves, but it just seemed that he was like an ant compared to his little sister. It was like they suddenly turned around, He was the weak one, and Bra was the dominator, the strong one, like he was before.
"Who's the little wimp now? Who needs bandages after a silly little cut now, huh?" Bra said.
Trunks stared at her in disbelief.
"As I expected!" She said and started to walk away.
"I didn't really mean that, you know! I thought you'd take it as a joke!" he called after her.
She turned around.
"Never joke with a sayia-jin's pride." She said angrily, but then her face broke into a grin, "But I'm glad you did or else I would never have gone Super in the first place!"
And Trunks smiled back. Bra powered down and helped him to his feet.
Trunks had looked down to Bra his entire life, as though she were toilet paper at the sole of his shoe. And Bra looked at Trunks as a stuck-up boy who though he was top of the world. But for the first time ever their sibling bond was full.