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Chapter Three: Welcome to Midgar, Z Warriors

The air was thick with dust from the constant smashing into the ground as Gokou, Trunks, and Vegeta sparred in a everyman-for-himself fight.

Hands and feet flew everywhere in swift and powerful kicks and punches, occasionally punctuated by grunts as one of the techniques connected with a body.

Gokou slammed a back-knuckle blow to Vegeta's spine, making him almost bend over backwards as he was thrown to the ground. With a crash, a crater was formed in the ground as Vegeta smashed into it.

"I can't believe I got hi-" Gokou was suddenly cut off as a hand flashed by his face, followed by a swift kick to the back. Gokou was thrown forward and Trunks proceeded to gather energy into a ball around his left hand, watching as Gokou spun around to face him again.

Gokou, sensing what Trunks was doing, prepared to dodge to the right, when a shimmer of color caught his eye. Forgetting Trunks was there, he turned to look at it. He saw a room, with wooden walls and a big bed, with Gohan sleeping on it. Gohan? What was¼

Gokou was brought out of his train of thought as a ball of blue ki sped towards him. Instinctively, he dodged to the right and hit the shimmering portal, and lost consciousness.

Trunks blinked, not because he missed, he had expected that, but because Gokou was gone. He could have used the Instant Transmission technique, except that they had all agreed not to use moves that the others couldn't, which meant only generic ki blasts and traditional karate.

Trunks floated over to the area where Gokou disappered, and saw him lying on a wooden floor, with Gohan sleeping on a bed on the other side of the room. Trunks looked down to see Vegeta ascending the air up to him.

"What happened to Kakarott? We all agreed not t-" Vegeta's speech fell silent as he caught site of the portal. He saw the saiya-jin stir on the floor and looked closer. Was that Kakarott's son?

"Well, don't just stand there, boy, tell me what happened!"

"He was there, then I shot at him, and he flew to the right and disappeared."

Vegeta considered this, then looked back to his son. "Do you think we should go after him?"

Trunks nodded and started forward, and reached out with his left hand and placed his finger tips on the surface of the portal. Instantly, he lost his grasp on reality and faded into the murky blackness of unconsciousness.

Vegeta watched as his son disappeared and reappeared with a slight fall onto the floor beside Gokou. Decidedly, he flew back a few inches, and prepared to fly towards it. Gathering his energy, he flew head first towards the portal, and smashed into it.

Vegeta flew threw a space of every color imaginable, and none. Sounds fell into his mind, yet he heard them not. He felt his heart beat, but didn't feel his blood pumping. He saw it all, but remembered none of it. Excruciating pain ripped through him, put it had no distinguishable source. Light blinded him, but the darkness never lifted.

And suddenly it was over. Light returned, not the blinding light, but the light of electric lights. He could see, and he saw Gohan setting up in his bed, blinking at all of them rather confusedly.

"Wha- Vegeta!? Dad!? Trunks!? Where did you guys come from?" this all came out in a torrent of words, barely legitimate.

"That-that-that blasted portal thing! Where did it come from?" he demanded.

"I guess that is kind of my fault. I learned a new technique and I wanted to try it out!" he said, looking down at his feet ashamedly.

Vegeta looked as if he would tear Gohan apart, and frankly, Gohan wasn't sure he wasn't going to try, not that Vegeta would win, of course, but, he might be out for a long while.

Trunks and Gokou finally stirred from the ground and sat up, rubbing their respective heads.

A loud, repetitive knock broke the silence, as well as some of the tension, which was so thick you could cut it with a knife.

"Hey! Hey, in there! Are you okay? I head some-" Cloud was cut off as the door was jerked open and a pair of gloved hands pulled him inside.

"You have exactly thirty seconds to tell me what's going on before I blow your head off!" Vegeta screamed, a vein on his head protruding slightly.

Now, Cloud was not one to be intimidated by some bravado, but he was sure that this man was serious, especially when blue, lightning shaped bolts started to circle around him. Cloud cursed himself for leaving his materia downstairs as he began to talk, "You're in Midgar! In the slums! I don't know whats going on! I just own this place!" With a low growl Vegeta dropped Cloud onto the floor.

Cloud looked up at Gohan, who shrugged apologetically, "He gets out of control sometimes. Sorry about that." Gohan reached down and pulled Cloud up to his feet.

"That's okay..what is he?" Cloud asked.

"He's a Saiya-jin, a powerful one, and that wasn't his strongest form, either."

"Remind me to stay away from him.." said Cloud with a sigh.

Gohan just grinned and walked out the door.