This is going to finally get into the plot. Mwahahahahahahahahahahahahahaaaaa! This is going to be really fun.

Enjoy chapter three!

Chapter Three: Power Down

Vegeta pushed some wreckage off of him. All his bones ached. Wait, since when did he ach after an explosion.

"It's all in my head," he said out loud.

Bulma ran out. "Vegeta, are you okay?" she asked.

"Fine, but the Gravity Room's busted," he said. "I'll kill whoever put that virus in!"

Bulma gulped. She couldn't tell him now.

"I'm going to fly around for a bit," Vegeta said. He jumped but landed back on the ground.

"Didn't you say you were going to fly?" Bulma asked.

"What do you think I just tried?" Vegeta yelled. He kept jumping but nothing happened accept landing back on the wreckage covered ground.

Trunks walked out slurping a milkshake as Vegeta tried to make energy blasts to no success. Vegeta looked at Trunks. "Trunks, hit me in some way," Vegeta told him.

Trunks continued slurping and stepped on Vegeta's foot. Vegeta grabbed it and hollered in pain. "Why does it hurt?" Vegeta asked aloud. "A saiyan shouldn't feel pain from that! Wait, let me do something."

Vegeta stood there with his eyes closed for a few seconds. He opened them. "I can't even make flashbacks!"

"That's the author's fault," Bulma said.

"Hey!" I say. "Do you want me to erase you from the story? Follow the script or I will!"

Trunks interrupted. "Maybe you lost your powers," he said.

"NNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO-"

"Shut up!" Bulma yelled.

"Script," I remind her.

"Fine, continue Vegeta. That guy writing this says so."

"-ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

Bulma sighed. Vegeta clearly wasn't going to take it lightly. Definitely not.

"I have tons of enemies who want to kill me," Vegeta said. "Without my saiyan strength, they have an easy road!"

"Then buy a weapon of defense!" Bulma said. "We have millions of dollars, so go ahead."

2:30 pm the next day…

"Woman, guess what I have," Vegeta said with his hand behind his back.

"What?" Bulma asked, uninterested. Her eyes went wide when he pulled a shotgun from behind his back.

Author:

Yes, a shotgun. Tell me what you think of it. I just felt like putting some kind of weapon in this chapter. But the weapons theme has just begun! Soon, I'll show you the next chapter.