Warning: I do not own Dragon Ball Z ore it's characters the only thing
that I own is the plot so anyway don't bother sowing me because all you
will get is some home work and my Dragons and you cant have my dragons.
*** Elite training?
Jerking awake as the lights came on in my room memories came of where I am and what I am doing hear rush back to me. Groaning I fell back onto the bead, a mistake, for pain rushes down my back all the way to my toes, which intern cased my cheek to start throbbing. Turning my head I look at the clock which read 4:40. Getting up I realized that I was still in my boxers and had no wish to into a fight with no protection what so ever. Remembering the drawers on the nightstand I open the top drawer to find a leather bound book. Shutting the drawer I open the second, in it are several pairs of plane dark brown leather pants and shirts. Getting this on I then discover a pair of boots by the stand. Checking the time again I head out the door.
Turning to the left I walk down the hall. As I walk I quickly meat up with several others, they do not speak so neither do I. Coming to what looks like a large mettle detector encompassing the whole hallway there was a harassed looking man explaining something. "All you do is set your hand onto the scanner then walk threw. A light touch will do. Hurry up now are you will be late!"
A line quickly forms and each one presses their hand onto the scanner. As I walk threw I stumbled over what appeared to be a foot, almost hitting the boy in front of me. "Watch it!" the boy, yelled into my face.
Before I could apologies the boy turned away from me and began walking again. Following him we repeat the process of the scanner once more. A foot was thrust before me fore more times, but I was able to ovoid them, unfortunately I was unable to find who did it.
Finally, we reached the last door. Going threw it put us into a large strangely shaped room.
"It is five o'clock! Every one should be hear." Barked a loud voice that instantly got your attention. " Every one form a line going biggest on the right to smallest on the left, with backs facing the door. Well?! Move!" Taking a few moments we where able to arrange are selves as wonted. I found myself at the vary end of the line on the left.
The man that had bean yelling the orders came to stand before us. He was a big man standing at seven foot nine. His skin was a light purple and the mussels in his arms and legs bulged almost as if he was on steroids. He also had two big black horns atop his head.
"I am Captain Ginyu!" the man said which was as far as he got before the door slammed shut interrupting him.
Turning with every one else to see who was late, we where stopped by Ginyus yell "Did I tell you that you could turn to look at him? NO! I did not, so why are you turning to look?" Snapping my head back to the front I waited to see what would happen.
"Your late," Captain Ginyu snarled as he stared over are heads at the late boy, "Promptness is one of the first thing that you will learn. Since today is your first day punishment will be light. See that box over there?" Ginyu said pointing to a medium size black box, "That box over their ways exactly sixty pounds. When we are done hear, and you are being placed, you will take that box, hold it above your head, and run fifty times around the room. Now arrange yourself into the line that is going from biggest to smallest."
Making room for him we once again faced Ginyu "Now as I was saying before I am Captain Ginyu!" Holding his name out longer then necessary he struck a pose resembling the hieroglyphics one would expect to find in an Egyptian Pyramid.
Out of the corner of my eye I saw awed expressions on the others faces. Feeling more like laughing then being awed I schooled my expression wondering what was so grand about him.
"Now I am going to have every one of you face off against one another person. During this fight I will be watching to determine your skill level. Now, three years ago twenty-children where put into their exact skill level and their progress was to slow. So this time when your skill level is determined you will be placed one above it. Some of you will be placed in the same class as the first twenty. Now going down the line tell me your name, age and the race of your parents."
Deciding to learn names after I new who I was going to be with I let my eyes wonder around the room. The room was filled with the normal training equipment waits, poles for pool ups, and what looked to be high-powered treadmills.
Suddenly clearing his throat my neighbor stated like a computer reading off numbers, "Name John, age seven, parents race unknown."
My tern I looked Ginyu in the eye, "My name is Gohan, and I am three years of age, my mother was human and my father was Saiyan."
When the names where done Ginyu had us move to one side of the room where he picked pares out fight. Watching the pares fight I saw new moves that I new, that when I had a chance I would be trying out for my self. When it was my tern I found myself pared with the boy who had bean standing next to me.
Going to the center of the room I stud opposite to John. As Ginyu shouted "Go!" we both jumped foreword. After the first few exchanges I realized that we where equal to each other in skill but, I still had the upper advantage for I could tell that John was not used to fighting someone smaller then himself. Suddenly John smiled moved quickly and kicked me on the arm I was favoring, right on the burn. Sliding across the floor I lied there for a moment but got up before Ginyu could call mach. Rushing him I pooled one of the moves I had seen earlier, it was sloppy but it worked. My opponent slid across the floor and did not get up again.
Panting I headed back over to the wall in a complete silence before Ginyu pointed out another pare. Leaning against a wall I made sure that my sensitive ears could pick up anything Ginyu and another man, which had come in wile I had fought, said.
The new man was not as tall as Ginyu but was even bulkier. The man looked like a giant human with bright red hare.
"And to think Recoom, I thought that today would not be entertaining at all. But that young boy who just fought made it much more interesting." Ginyu said softly. "How so Captain?" said Recoom who sounded eager to hear the latest gossip.
"Well, he is the boy that Lord Frieza had Vegeta bring in. His name is Gohan, I think he said, and even at the age of three is proficient enough to pick up moves out of a fight and execute them in battle, even if it was sloppily done. He says that his father was Saiyan but is mother was human, so his fathers blood must have run true. I even have special orders to place him in the elite training program, he won't see battle till he's nineteen!"
Ginyu went on but I was not listening. I couldn't believe it. I did not think my fighting skills where good enough to go into an elite training program. That was a far as I got before my thoughts where interrupted by Ginyu.
"All right, I wont you all to spread out give your self at least six feet of space between one another and stay away from the walls."
Heading to the back I placed myself several feet away from others and turned to face Ginyu again.
"Now I am going to teach you a sequence of moves that will be added onto every time you get a new skill level. You will do these moves until every one of you have gotten it right. Then you will be dismissed for a shower after the shower you will perform these moves ten times correctly in a row on your own time. Oh, by the way no visitors are allowed into your room after ten o'clock. Now these moves start out easy and progressively get harder." It only took my once to get the moves down.
*** You like? For those of you that hate the Ginyu force *cringe, cringe* I'm with you there but they are good fighters and convenient to use in later chapters. And my non-subtle hint REVU wink, wink nudge, nudge hint, hint.
*** Elite training?
Jerking awake as the lights came on in my room memories came of where I am and what I am doing hear rush back to me. Groaning I fell back onto the bead, a mistake, for pain rushes down my back all the way to my toes, which intern cased my cheek to start throbbing. Turning my head I look at the clock which read 4:40. Getting up I realized that I was still in my boxers and had no wish to into a fight with no protection what so ever. Remembering the drawers on the nightstand I open the top drawer to find a leather bound book. Shutting the drawer I open the second, in it are several pairs of plane dark brown leather pants and shirts. Getting this on I then discover a pair of boots by the stand. Checking the time again I head out the door.
Turning to the left I walk down the hall. As I walk I quickly meat up with several others, they do not speak so neither do I. Coming to what looks like a large mettle detector encompassing the whole hallway there was a harassed looking man explaining something. "All you do is set your hand onto the scanner then walk threw. A light touch will do. Hurry up now are you will be late!"
A line quickly forms and each one presses their hand onto the scanner. As I walk threw I stumbled over what appeared to be a foot, almost hitting the boy in front of me. "Watch it!" the boy, yelled into my face.
Before I could apologies the boy turned away from me and began walking again. Following him we repeat the process of the scanner once more. A foot was thrust before me fore more times, but I was able to ovoid them, unfortunately I was unable to find who did it.
Finally, we reached the last door. Going threw it put us into a large strangely shaped room.
"It is five o'clock! Every one should be hear." Barked a loud voice that instantly got your attention. " Every one form a line going biggest on the right to smallest on the left, with backs facing the door. Well?! Move!" Taking a few moments we where able to arrange are selves as wonted. I found myself at the vary end of the line on the left.
The man that had bean yelling the orders came to stand before us. He was a big man standing at seven foot nine. His skin was a light purple and the mussels in his arms and legs bulged almost as if he was on steroids. He also had two big black horns atop his head.
"I am Captain Ginyu!" the man said which was as far as he got before the door slammed shut interrupting him.
Turning with every one else to see who was late, we where stopped by Ginyus yell "Did I tell you that you could turn to look at him? NO! I did not, so why are you turning to look?" Snapping my head back to the front I waited to see what would happen.
"Your late," Captain Ginyu snarled as he stared over are heads at the late boy, "Promptness is one of the first thing that you will learn. Since today is your first day punishment will be light. See that box over there?" Ginyu said pointing to a medium size black box, "That box over their ways exactly sixty pounds. When we are done hear, and you are being placed, you will take that box, hold it above your head, and run fifty times around the room. Now arrange yourself into the line that is going from biggest to smallest."
Making room for him we once again faced Ginyu "Now as I was saying before I am Captain Ginyu!" Holding his name out longer then necessary he struck a pose resembling the hieroglyphics one would expect to find in an Egyptian Pyramid.
Out of the corner of my eye I saw awed expressions on the others faces. Feeling more like laughing then being awed I schooled my expression wondering what was so grand about him.
"Now I am going to have every one of you face off against one another person. During this fight I will be watching to determine your skill level. Now, three years ago twenty-children where put into their exact skill level and their progress was to slow. So this time when your skill level is determined you will be placed one above it. Some of you will be placed in the same class as the first twenty. Now going down the line tell me your name, age and the race of your parents."
Deciding to learn names after I new who I was going to be with I let my eyes wonder around the room. The room was filled with the normal training equipment waits, poles for pool ups, and what looked to be high-powered treadmills.
Suddenly clearing his throat my neighbor stated like a computer reading off numbers, "Name John, age seven, parents race unknown."
My tern I looked Ginyu in the eye, "My name is Gohan, and I am three years of age, my mother was human and my father was Saiyan."
When the names where done Ginyu had us move to one side of the room where he picked pares out fight. Watching the pares fight I saw new moves that I new, that when I had a chance I would be trying out for my self. When it was my tern I found myself pared with the boy who had bean standing next to me.
Going to the center of the room I stud opposite to John. As Ginyu shouted "Go!" we both jumped foreword. After the first few exchanges I realized that we where equal to each other in skill but, I still had the upper advantage for I could tell that John was not used to fighting someone smaller then himself. Suddenly John smiled moved quickly and kicked me on the arm I was favoring, right on the burn. Sliding across the floor I lied there for a moment but got up before Ginyu could call mach. Rushing him I pooled one of the moves I had seen earlier, it was sloppy but it worked. My opponent slid across the floor and did not get up again.
Panting I headed back over to the wall in a complete silence before Ginyu pointed out another pare. Leaning against a wall I made sure that my sensitive ears could pick up anything Ginyu and another man, which had come in wile I had fought, said.
The new man was not as tall as Ginyu but was even bulkier. The man looked like a giant human with bright red hare.
"And to think Recoom, I thought that today would not be entertaining at all. But that young boy who just fought made it much more interesting." Ginyu said softly. "How so Captain?" said Recoom who sounded eager to hear the latest gossip.
"Well, he is the boy that Lord Frieza had Vegeta bring in. His name is Gohan, I think he said, and even at the age of three is proficient enough to pick up moves out of a fight and execute them in battle, even if it was sloppily done. He says that his father was Saiyan but is mother was human, so his fathers blood must have run true. I even have special orders to place him in the elite training program, he won't see battle till he's nineteen!"
Ginyu went on but I was not listening. I couldn't believe it. I did not think my fighting skills where good enough to go into an elite training program. That was a far as I got before my thoughts where interrupted by Ginyu.
"All right, I wont you all to spread out give your self at least six feet of space between one another and stay away from the walls."
Heading to the back I placed myself several feet away from others and turned to face Ginyu again.
"Now I am going to teach you a sequence of moves that will be added onto every time you get a new skill level. You will do these moves until every one of you have gotten it right. Then you will be dismissed for a shower after the shower you will perform these moves ten times correctly in a row on your own time. Oh, by the way no visitors are allowed into your room after ten o'clock. Now these moves start out easy and progressively get harder." It only took my once to get the moves down.
*** You like? For those of you that hate the Ginyu force *cringe, cringe* I'm with you there but they are good fighters and convenient to use in later chapters. And my non-subtle hint REVU wink, wink nudge, nudge hint, hint.