Tempest of the Tirani
"Come on, Goten!" Gohan shouted, dodging his younger brother's punches. He sidestepped each one with ease. Goten gritted his teeth in frustration, swinging in high, powerful arcs towards the face of his older brother. "Too slow, still," Gohan announced with a smile, landing an uppercut to the teen's gut. He doubled over, coughing and cursing.
Gohan couldn't help but keep the grin pasted across his face. Apparently, school had taken quite the toll on the young lad, his studies keeping him from keeping his training in check. He was a bit girl crazy as well, only occasionally finding the time to train on his own, or with Trunks, who was most likely in the same boat as he. It had been six years since the appearance of Ubuu, the reincarnation of Buu, and things couldn't possibly be better for the scholar. He had managed to continue his training, as well as focus on his college career, now serving as a professor at the local university. He occasionally found time to train with his father, utilizing the most of the Mystic training provided by the Kaioshin, having even inspired Goku to pursue power without the aid of a transformation... However, he couldn't say the same for Goten...
Suddenly, he clenched his fists, smashing them into the grass below, quaking the earth. His golden aura flashed into view, electricity cracking around him. Gohan was surprised that he was still able to make the second level of super-saiyajin. It had been years since he had first learned to do that...
He leapt to his feet, darting at Gohan with everything he had. Gohan planted his feet, feeling the power surge through him as the electric bolts snapped to life around him. His hair extended, waving slowly with the motion of the wind as he waited for the teen to reach him. Now...
Gohan fell to his back, watching Goten sail over him. He kicked his feet directly into the gut of the young saiyajin, launching him straight into the air. He followed quickly, appearing above the boy to plow a driving punch straight into his ribcage. Goten cursed again, frustrated that he was defenseless against his older sibling. He tried desperately to block the attacks, disappearing and reappearing at random locations, hoping to trick his elder. Gohan smiled, firing a ki blast into empty space, watching it connect with the rematerializing Goten. The explosion sent an enormous shockwave through the area, uprooting trees and tearing apart the ground as its ring of destruction connected. The young saiyajin collapsed promptly, bouncing off the earth as he hit. He cursed in irritation, standing to his feet as Gohan arrived next to him.
"Why do you want to train with me?" Goten asked annoyedly. "You rip your punching bag?"
"Oh, it's not that bad," Gohan said jokingly. "You're a great fighter, you just need to be refreshed on technique again, that's all. You remind me of me..." He patted his brother on the back, grinning as he remembered how foolish he felt while his father watched him try to face Doubler, an opponent much weaker than he, but an opponent that he could not defeat because of his own lack of skill. He still remembered Vegeta's own words... Such a waste...
"Well, right now, all I have is a bad headache, and a hurt pride..." Goten said, wiping a speck of blood from his mouth.
"I wouldn't worry about it," Gohan said. " I can most likely beat dad at this point..."
"Really?"
"I don't know if he'd like to admit it, but yeah,"the scholar said, beaming. "I think so..."
Without warning, Gohan felt the familiar calling of his lifelong friend, Piccolo... He craned his neck, it had been a while since he had received any kind of message from the Namek, who had been spending time training his own son, Snare. Something must be wrong...
"What is it?" Goten asked, gazing at his older brother.
"I dont' know," the saiyajin answered.
"Is something wrong?"
"Yes, I think so...Come on." Gohan left the ground, flying into the bright blue sky.
"Where are we going?" Goten called, shooting after him.
"Kami's Palace!" They roared through the clouds, hoping to find an answer to this recent turn of events...
"Come on, Goten!" Gohan shouted, dodging his younger brother's punches. He sidestepped each one with ease. Goten gritted his teeth in frustration, swinging in high, powerful arcs towards the face of his older brother. "Too slow, still," Gohan announced with a smile, landing an uppercut to the teen's gut. He doubled over, coughing and cursing.
Gohan couldn't help but keep the grin pasted across his face. Apparently, school had taken quite the toll on the young lad, his studies keeping him from keeping his training in check. He was a bit girl crazy as well, only occasionally finding the time to train on his own, or with Trunks, who was most likely in the same boat as he. It had been six years since the appearance of Ubuu, the reincarnation of Buu, and things couldn't possibly be better for the scholar. He had managed to continue his training, as well as focus on his college career, now serving as a professor at the local university. He occasionally found time to train with his father, utilizing the most of the Mystic training provided by the Kaioshin, having even inspired Goku to pursue power without the aid of a transformation... However, he couldn't say the same for Goten...
Suddenly, he clenched his fists, smashing them into the grass below, quaking the earth. His golden aura flashed into view, electricity cracking around him. Gohan was surprised that he was still able to make the second level of super-saiyajin. It had been years since he had first learned to do that...
He leapt to his feet, darting at Gohan with everything he had. Gohan planted his feet, feeling the power surge through him as the electric bolts snapped to life around him. His hair extended, waving slowly with the motion of the wind as he waited for the teen to reach him. Now...
Gohan fell to his back, watching Goten sail over him. He kicked his feet directly into the gut of the young saiyajin, launching him straight into the air. He followed quickly, appearing above the boy to plow a driving punch straight into his ribcage. Goten cursed again, frustrated that he was defenseless against his older sibling. He tried desperately to block the attacks, disappearing and reappearing at random locations, hoping to trick his elder. Gohan smiled, firing a ki blast into empty space, watching it connect with the rematerializing Goten. The explosion sent an enormous shockwave through the area, uprooting trees and tearing apart the ground as its ring of destruction connected. The young saiyajin collapsed promptly, bouncing off the earth as he hit. He cursed in irritation, standing to his feet as Gohan arrived next to him.
"Why do you want to train with me?" Goten asked annoyedly. "You rip your punching bag?"
"Oh, it's not that bad," Gohan said jokingly. "You're a great fighter, you just need to be refreshed on technique again, that's all. You remind me of me..." He patted his brother on the back, grinning as he remembered how foolish he felt while his father watched him try to face Doubler, an opponent much weaker than he, but an opponent that he could not defeat because of his own lack of skill. He still remembered Vegeta's own words... Such a waste...
"Well, right now, all I have is a bad headache, and a hurt pride..." Goten said, wiping a speck of blood from his mouth.
"I wouldn't worry about it," Gohan said. " I can most likely beat dad at this point..."
"Really?"
"I don't know if he'd like to admit it, but yeah,"the scholar said, beaming. "I think so..."
Without warning, Gohan felt the familiar calling of his lifelong friend, Piccolo... He craned his neck, it had been a while since he had received any kind of message from the Namek, who had been spending time training his own son, Snare. Something must be wrong...
"What is it?" Goten asked, gazing at his older brother.
"I dont' know," the saiyajin answered.
"Is something wrong?"
"Yes, I think so...Come on." Gohan left the ground, flying into the bright blue sky.
"Where are we going?" Goten called, shooting after him.
"Kami's Palace!" They roared through the clouds, hoping to find an answer to this recent turn of events...
