Chapter 5
Here comes the king, dressed for killing...
Bulma and Vegeta's fight had immediately stopped when Bardock's chair gave out, and broke. The earth scientist gasped when she heard the older saiyan... who should have been dead... yell out in his native language. Bulma turned to her husband who just stared at him strangely before he shook his head muttering something under his breath.
"Um... Vegeta?" she asked him lightly grabbing his arm. The prince turned to her, gazing at her eyes. "What's wrong with the..." she looked at Bardock for a moment, "...Goku look-a-like?" Those were the best words that she could describe him as for the moment... She took a sip of her water.
The saiyan snorted as he crossed his arms, "He's from the past... if you haven't noticed..."
Bulma spit her water out almost choking. That caught everyone's attention. The scientist looked to Bardock as he got up from the tiled floor dusting himself off of the splinters of the now destroyed chair. That was when she snapped her fingers exclaiming, "I GOT IT!" She began to giggle insanely as she crossed her arms in a Vegeta-like manner. "Oh man! This invention will be so brilliant!!!" With that she zoomed out of the room and down to her lab.
The saiyan prince shook his head as he turned back to his table. And for some strange reason... something seemed to be missing... Then it clicked.
"Where are the brats?" he asked.
Videl and Gohan, as Saiyaman, had arrived on the scene, and he couldn't believe the mess that was there...yep someone who knew how to throw ki energy was here... maybe he knew how to throw ki energy like Roshi... Another enemy was the thought that sprang up in the saiyan teen's mind. He happened to miss the fact that Videl ran to a close by business building.
The teen got closer to the enemy.
Gohan couldn't help but gawk. They WERE right when they stated 'the short crazy man with tall hair'! Heck! This person looked EXACTLY like Vegeta. Vegeta look alike or not he had to be stopped. Gohan, as the Great Saiyaman, created a good-sized ki ball and tossed it beside 'Vegeta's' feet. 'That should scare the punk off...' thought Gohan as he smirked.
And the person dodged the blast... but it wasn't a human... He was levitating in the air! Gohan gasped as he got a good look at the male's face. He was indeed a saiyan. And the saiyans was NOT a happy camper! He immediately powered up and began to throw blasts at the hybrid, and began to curse in his native language at the teen.
"Oh... CRAP!" Saiyaman shouted as he powered up too, and was lucky enough to dodge the blast headed to him. Gohan looked back as he watched the ki ball head for an office building. He felt Videl's ki in there. "SHIT!"
Videl was inside the buildings helping people to evacuate it. She knew everyone would be in panic when she arrived, and she tried to calm the chaos when she arrived so no one would be hurt while trying to leave. But it seemed that her presence was what had kept these people happy enough to know this situation would be taken care of.
Although Videl had kept a confident appearance that everyone would come out safely, she couldn't help but feel intimidated that this new foe could throw energy beams as Gohan and a few of his other powerful friends. She couldn't help but let a little smirk form on her face. How was it that she was accepted into this special force team when she wasn't as strong as the majority of these men? She had never thought in her lifetime that she would date one of the world's strongest men.
Videl gasped when the building shook and a few screams were heard. That brought her back to reality when she felt the building shake even more... that was when she began to smell some sort of gas in the air... what was it? It kind of smelled like... propane gas... 'Oh no...' Videl looked around the empty floor in panic, and using her new ki sensing abilities, she tried to detect anyone who was left behind. She gave a small nod before she ran to the higher levels so she could get away from this building. If worse comes to worse... she would have to show her new ability of flight to the world... which was something she didn't want to do at this moment. Decisions... decisions... She continued to run up the stairs with her helicopter capsule in her palm ready to be used.
Gohan gasped when he couldn't reach the blast in time. It had collided into the building, most likely blocking the way out for anyone who was on the higher levels... But he could feel Videl's ki. She was safe.
The saiyan teen heard a mocking laugh behind him, and he slowly turned around.
The man smirked, and it seemed very familiar... "So you were able to dodge my blast. I'm impressed; who may you be?"
Gohan turned around, and did a few 'moves' for his introduction exclaiming, "Hu! Ha! I am... SAIYAMAN!"
The king before him blinked as he stared at the warrior. They both remained silent... until the older man crossed his arms at the hybrid. Asking in the native saiyan tongue he stated, "Are you part of the Gynu (Spelling?) Force?"
Gohan fell over with a sweat drop as he came back up into a fighting stance. "No. I am not of that ridiculously weak force!"
"Weak?" asked the saiyan before him. "They are the strongest of the warriors in the universe other than Frieza!" Gohan blinked as he stood up and scratched the back of his head.
"But... Frieza's been dead for years! The only big challenge we had around here was Majin Buu..."
"A what?"
Gohan glared as he phased out, and in front of the saiyan kneeing him in the gut HARD. This caused the king to fall over in pain, and cough out blood. Gohan crossed his arms as he watched the saiyan warrior before him. He didn't even act as if he was from this time period...
The teenaged saiyan gasped. That was IT! Gohan gasped as it finally clicked whom this person was. It was King Vegeta. He slapped his helmet, and it cracked. The pieces seemed to shatter and fall off of the saiyan teen's head, so he did the only thing he could to protect his identity. He powered up into, what the humans like to call him, the Golden Warrior.
The helmet came off, and the golden locks of hair came into view along with the turquoise eyes. The king looked up the hybrid saiyan, and a gasp escaped his lips as the legendary super saiyan stood before him.
"And there you have It folks! The great Saiyaman is actually a golden warrior! Isn't that incredible?!" exclaimed a reporter in the area. Gohan turned that way, and slightly glared as the camera continued film him. He wasn't one who liked to be the center of attention...
The teen knew that he had to finish this soon, so he could go back to Capsule Corp and try to enjoy the rest of the evening... but with this new saiyan...
'Why do I have a feeling that this won't be easy?' Gohan questioned, as he was about to karate chop the older man's neck. He shook his head to get rid of the feeling. Well... that was till two golden blurs rammed into him. The hybrid teen closed an eye as he kept the other open as he was slammed into a building.
"Ow..." he muttered opening his eyes. Before him were thing one and thing two... a.k.a. Super Saiyan Trunks and Super Saiyan Goten. 'Wait... why are they here?'
"Um... If you wouldn't mind answering me..." The two boys eyed the older saiyan cheerfully, "Why did you ram into me when I was about to finish off the saiyan king?" Both boys gasped at the word 'finish' and 'king'. The chibi's looked back and they noticed the king not far away with a dropped jaw.
Trunks and Goten looked at each other before smirking and zooming over to the older saiyan screaming, "IEEEE!!!!" Both rammed into the king, causing him to fall over. Gohan blinked, as Videl landed her airborne helicopter. Both teens just watched as the chibi's climbed over, ran and flew around the king... getting him completely dizzy, not to mention, very angry.
"Should we leave the guy there to fend against the kids?" asked Videl as she helped Gohan out of the building.
Gohan gave a nervous chuckle as he rubbed some dirt out of his eye, "I don't think anyone deserves THAT kind of punishment."
"True," muttered Videl as she continued to watch the evil chibi's.
King Vegeta glared daggers at all who were around him at the Capsule Corp home. He was sitting in a metal chair; his writs were clamped into the arms rests with some very strong metal that a saiyan couldn't break with out using much effort. His legs were also bound together, so he couldn't attack anyone with his feet.
He glared at Gohan. That teen was able to knock him out after the chibi's had their fun with him... and he recently woke up like this. He wasn't just angry; he was PISSED! A few moments before, he noticed someone, who looked like a clone of himself, standing in the corner of the room with crossed arms. He was soon to learn that he was the prince. His son, but all grown up!
Trunks walked up to the king with a smile as he floated up, and put some sort of device on his ear. The king growled as he powered up, and began to thrash in his seat once again. And once he got out... there would be HELL to pay!
The young hybrid prince frowned as he picked up his mom's new invention. She had just completed the finishing touches, and now it was time to test them out. Trunks looked over to Bardock as his son, Goku helped put it on place by his ear. It also had a microphone thingy by his mouth for when he talked. The best description that Trunks could give it was it looked like one of the secret agents phones. But this particular invention helped any person to hear and speak a language that was being used. In this case, English.
Trunks placed the invention on his grandfather's ear and smirked when the king just sat there glaring. And as if magic, the human language became understandable to the saiyan. The king was astonished, however he made sure his glare was always present to hide any emotion than hate at the moment.
"Does it work?" asked Bulma as she looked to both men, and wiping her hands clean from some black oil she used to put the invention together.
Bardock blinked as he heard what she was stating clearly. But it seemed to confuse him when he heard the foreign, unfamiliar language in one ear, and the language translated to him in the other. It was slowly giving him a headache... but this may be a method for learning this alien language faster.
Bardock gave a small grin as he adjusted the microphone and replied, "Yes, crystal clear." The saiyan language was immediately translated into English, and all around, mostly Z warriors, understood clearly. In return, the scientist gave a small squeal.
"That's the first time an invention had no complications!" she exclaimed. Bulma blinked when she looked to the saiyan, who was strapped into the chair. She gave a small shiver. He was indeed very pissed.
"I demand, that I am released from this bondage," he stated in a very deadly tone. All adults almost visibly shuttered at his tone of voice, but as oblivious as they can go, Goten didn't think twice of what the saiyan was saying. He had his normal cheerful grin as he skipped to the warrior, and he stood before him.
He tilted his head to the saiyan, and the king glared down at the child. Only mere slits his eyes were.
Goten gave a smile, "Are you hungry?"
The king forgot about keeping his 'bad man' look on as this innocent child asked him a simple question. "Wha?"
"Are you hungry?" asked the child again. The king snorted as he turned his head away from the child. Why was this hybrid asking him such idiotic questions? "Because I get grouchy whenever I get hungry." The king looked at the child from the corner of his eye.
"I'm not grouchy."
Goten gave the famous Son Grin® as he placed a hand behind his head. All adults around glanced at each other. What was Goten doing?!
"You are too! And I think it's because you're hungry," the child floated eyelevel to the king. "But don't worry! My mom makes the best food around! It always cheers me up!" If possible, the child's grin grew. How could anyone resist his cute innocence?
The king's face became totally emotionless as he sat there still thinking of the child's words. Gohan, about to bring his father away from the saiyan king was stopped by his father, who placed a hand of his shoulder. He shook his head as he looked back to the two.
King Vegeta didn't get it. Here was this child, a small carefree child, come up to him and stated something completely obvious... But then... did not use the words mockingly as he was tied down into chair, completely vulnerable to the adults attacks. He looked to the child, who seemed to be waiting patiently.
"Maybe... your right..." muttered the king as he stared at Goten. There was just something that you couldn't get mad at him for... The young saiyan turned to his mom cheerfully.
"Momma, could you make our favorite?" Chichi nodded her head as she smiled to her youngest and agreed, soon taking a trip back to the kitchen.
Then Goten turned to Bulma who held the key to the king's freedom. She was convinced to release the king, in some strange way... And surprisingly, the king stood up, rubbing his writs but acting civilized. Well... as civilized as saiyans could get.
Goku shook his head as he picked up his youngest son. He gave his famous Son Grin® and the child returned it. Goten had a gift, and he was glad that it could be used for peace instead of destruction as many gifts had been used before.
This was a hard chapter to write... I must admit that... but please tell me what you think about it. It would be greatly appreciated!
Here comes the king, dressed for killing...
Bulma and Vegeta's fight had immediately stopped when Bardock's chair gave out, and broke. The earth scientist gasped when she heard the older saiyan... who should have been dead... yell out in his native language. Bulma turned to her husband who just stared at him strangely before he shook his head muttering something under his breath.
"Um... Vegeta?" she asked him lightly grabbing his arm. The prince turned to her, gazing at her eyes. "What's wrong with the..." she looked at Bardock for a moment, "...Goku look-a-like?" Those were the best words that she could describe him as for the moment... She took a sip of her water.
The saiyan snorted as he crossed his arms, "He's from the past... if you haven't noticed..."
Bulma spit her water out almost choking. That caught everyone's attention. The scientist looked to Bardock as he got up from the tiled floor dusting himself off of the splinters of the now destroyed chair. That was when she snapped her fingers exclaiming, "I GOT IT!" She began to giggle insanely as she crossed her arms in a Vegeta-like manner. "Oh man! This invention will be so brilliant!!!" With that she zoomed out of the room and down to her lab.
The saiyan prince shook his head as he turned back to his table. And for some strange reason... something seemed to be missing... Then it clicked.
"Where are the brats?" he asked.
Videl and Gohan, as Saiyaman, had arrived on the scene, and he couldn't believe the mess that was there...yep someone who knew how to throw ki energy was here... maybe he knew how to throw ki energy like Roshi... Another enemy was the thought that sprang up in the saiyan teen's mind. He happened to miss the fact that Videl ran to a close by business building.
The teen got closer to the enemy.
Gohan couldn't help but gawk. They WERE right when they stated 'the short crazy man with tall hair'! Heck! This person looked EXACTLY like Vegeta. Vegeta look alike or not he had to be stopped. Gohan, as the Great Saiyaman, created a good-sized ki ball and tossed it beside 'Vegeta's' feet. 'That should scare the punk off...' thought Gohan as he smirked.
And the person dodged the blast... but it wasn't a human... He was levitating in the air! Gohan gasped as he got a good look at the male's face. He was indeed a saiyan. And the saiyans was NOT a happy camper! He immediately powered up and began to throw blasts at the hybrid, and began to curse in his native language at the teen.
"Oh... CRAP!" Saiyaman shouted as he powered up too, and was lucky enough to dodge the blast headed to him. Gohan looked back as he watched the ki ball head for an office building. He felt Videl's ki in there. "SHIT!"
Videl was inside the buildings helping people to evacuate it. She knew everyone would be in panic when she arrived, and she tried to calm the chaos when she arrived so no one would be hurt while trying to leave. But it seemed that her presence was what had kept these people happy enough to know this situation would be taken care of.
Although Videl had kept a confident appearance that everyone would come out safely, she couldn't help but feel intimidated that this new foe could throw energy beams as Gohan and a few of his other powerful friends. She couldn't help but let a little smirk form on her face. How was it that she was accepted into this special force team when she wasn't as strong as the majority of these men? She had never thought in her lifetime that she would date one of the world's strongest men.
Videl gasped when the building shook and a few screams were heard. That brought her back to reality when she felt the building shake even more... that was when she began to smell some sort of gas in the air... what was it? It kind of smelled like... propane gas... 'Oh no...' Videl looked around the empty floor in panic, and using her new ki sensing abilities, she tried to detect anyone who was left behind. She gave a small nod before she ran to the higher levels so she could get away from this building. If worse comes to worse... she would have to show her new ability of flight to the world... which was something she didn't want to do at this moment. Decisions... decisions... She continued to run up the stairs with her helicopter capsule in her palm ready to be used.
Gohan gasped when he couldn't reach the blast in time. It had collided into the building, most likely blocking the way out for anyone who was on the higher levels... But he could feel Videl's ki. She was safe.
The saiyan teen heard a mocking laugh behind him, and he slowly turned around.
The man smirked, and it seemed very familiar... "So you were able to dodge my blast. I'm impressed; who may you be?"
Gohan turned around, and did a few 'moves' for his introduction exclaiming, "Hu! Ha! I am... SAIYAMAN!"
The king before him blinked as he stared at the warrior. They both remained silent... until the older man crossed his arms at the hybrid. Asking in the native saiyan tongue he stated, "Are you part of the Gynu (Spelling?) Force?"
Gohan fell over with a sweat drop as he came back up into a fighting stance. "No. I am not of that ridiculously weak force!"
"Weak?" asked the saiyan before him. "They are the strongest of the warriors in the universe other than Frieza!" Gohan blinked as he stood up and scratched the back of his head.
"But... Frieza's been dead for years! The only big challenge we had around here was Majin Buu..."
"A what?"
Gohan glared as he phased out, and in front of the saiyan kneeing him in the gut HARD. This caused the king to fall over in pain, and cough out blood. Gohan crossed his arms as he watched the saiyan warrior before him. He didn't even act as if he was from this time period...
The teenaged saiyan gasped. That was IT! Gohan gasped as it finally clicked whom this person was. It was King Vegeta. He slapped his helmet, and it cracked. The pieces seemed to shatter and fall off of the saiyan teen's head, so he did the only thing he could to protect his identity. He powered up into, what the humans like to call him, the Golden Warrior.
The helmet came off, and the golden locks of hair came into view along with the turquoise eyes. The king looked up the hybrid saiyan, and a gasp escaped his lips as the legendary super saiyan stood before him.
"And there you have It folks! The great Saiyaman is actually a golden warrior! Isn't that incredible?!" exclaimed a reporter in the area. Gohan turned that way, and slightly glared as the camera continued film him. He wasn't one who liked to be the center of attention...
The teen knew that he had to finish this soon, so he could go back to Capsule Corp and try to enjoy the rest of the evening... but with this new saiyan...
'Why do I have a feeling that this won't be easy?' Gohan questioned, as he was about to karate chop the older man's neck. He shook his head to get rid of the feeling. Well... that was till two golden blurs rammed into him. The hybrid teen closed an eye as he kept the other open as he was slammed into a building.
"Ow..." he muttered opening his eyes. Before him were thing one and thing two... a.k.a. Super Saiyan Trunks and Super Saiyan Goten. 'Wait... why are they here?'
"Um... If you wouldn't mind answering me..." The two boys eyed the older saiyan cheerfully, "Why did you ram into me when I was about to finish off the saiyan king?" Both boys gasped at the word 'finish' and 'king'. The chibi's looked back and they noticed the king not far away with a dropped jaw.
Trunks and Goten looked at each other before smirking and zooming over to the older saiyan screaming, "IEEEE!!!!" Both rammed into the king, causing him to fall over. Gohan blinked, as Videl landed her airborne helicopter. Both teens just watched as the chibi's climbed over, ran and flew around the king... getting him completely dizzy, not to mention, very angry.
"Should we leave the guy there to fend against the kids?" asked Videl as she helped Gohan out of the building.
Gohan gave a nervous chuckle as he rubbed some dirt out of his eye, "I don't think anyone deserves THAT kind of punishment."
"True," muttered Videl as she continued to watch the evil chibi's.
King Vegeta glared daggers at all who were around him at the Capsule Corp home. He was sitting in a metal chair; his writs were clamped into the arms rests with some very strong metal that a saiyan couldn't break with out using much effort. His legs were also bound together, so he couldn't attack anyone with his feet.
He glared at Gohan. That teen was able to knock him out after the chibi's had their fun with him... and he recently woke up like this. He wasn't just angry; he was PISSED! A few moments before, he noticed someone, who looked like a clone of himself, standing in the corner of the room with crossed arms. He was soon to learn that he was the prince. His son, but all grown up!
Trunks walked up to the king with a smile as he floated up, and put some sort of device on his ear. The king growled as he powered up, and began to thrash in his seat once again. And once he got out... there would be HELL to pay!
The young hybrid prince frowned as he picked up his mom's new invention. She had just completed the finishing touches, and now it was time to test them out. Trunks looked over to Bardock as his son, Goku helped put it on place by his ear. It also had a microphone thingy by his mouth for when he talked. The best description that Trunks could give it was it looked like one of the secret agents phones. But this particular invention helped any person to hear and speak a language that was being used. In this case, English.
Trunks placed the invention on his grandfather's ear and smirked when the king just sat there glaring. And as if magic, the human language became understandable to the saiyan. The king was astonished, however he made sure his glare was always present to hide any emotion than hate at the moment.
"Does it work?" asked Bulma as she looked to both men, and wiping her hands clean from some black oil she used to put the invention together.
Bardock blinked as he heard what she was stating clearly. But it seemed to confuse him when he heard the foreign, unfamiliar language in one ear, and the language translated to him in the other. It was slowly giving him a headache... but this may be a method for learning this alien language faster.
Bardock gave a small grin as he adjusted the microphone and replied, "Yes, crystal clear." The saiyan language was immediately translated into English, and all around, mostly Z warriors, understood clearly. In return, the scientist gave a small squeal.
"That's the first time an invention had no complications!" she exclaimed. Bulma blinked when she looked to the saiyan, who was strapped into the chair. She gave a small shiver. He was indeed very pissed.
"I demand, that I am released from this bondage," he stated in a very deadly tone. All adults almost visibly shuttered at his tone of voice, but as oblivious as they can go, Goten didn't think twice of what the saiyan was saying. He had his normal cheerful grin as he skipped to the warrior, and he stood before him.
He tilted his head to the saiyan, and the king glared down at the child. Only mere slits his eyes were.
Goten gave a smile, "Are you hungry?"
The king forgot about keeping his 'bad man' look on as this innocent child asked him a simple question. "Wha?"
"Are you hungry?" asked the child again. The king snorted as he turned his head away from the child. Why was this hybrid asking him such idiotic questions? "Because I get grouchy whenever I get hungry." The king looked at the child from the corner of his eye.
"I'm not grouchy."
Goten gave the famous Son Grin® as he placed a hand behind his head. All adults around glanced at each other. What was Goten doing?!
"You are too! And I think it's because you're hungry," the child floated eyelevel to the king. "But don't worry! My mom makes the best food around! It always cheers me up!" If possible, the child's grin grew. How could anyone resist his cute innocence?
The king's face became totally emotionless as he sat there still thinking of the child's words. Gohan, about to bring his father away from the saiyan king was stopped by his father, who placed a hand of his shoulder. He shook his head as he looked back to the two.
King Vegeta didn't get it. Here was this child, a small carefree child, come up to him and stated something completely obvious... But then... did not use the words mockingly as he was tied down into chair, completely vulnerable to the adults attacks. He looked to the child, who seemed to be waiting patiently.
"Maybe... your right..." muttered the king as he stared at Goten. There was just something that you couldn't get mad at him for... The young saiyan turned to his mom cheerfully.
"Momma, could you make our favorite?" Chichi nodded her head as she smiled to her youngest and agreed, soon taking a trip back to the kitchen.
Then Goten turned to Bulma who held the key to the king's freedom. She was convinced to release the king, in some strange way... And surprisingly, the king stood up, rubbing his writs but acting civilized. Well... as civilized as saiyans could get.
Goku shook his head as he picked up his youngest son. He gave his famous Son Grin® and the child returned it. Goten had a gift, and he was glad that it could be used for peace instead of destruction as many gifts had been used before.
This was a hard chapter to write... I must admit that... but please tell me what you think about it. It would be greatly appreciated!