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Wohoo! My first revew! Thank you, Sonicwind123. I'll try to meet your expectations.
Chapter 2
Two months had passed since the pod crash landed near the Son's house. Life was back to normal ( more or less ); Bulma had taken the pod and found some writing on it that was in no language that she had ever seen in her life, and it became her next project to translate it. She felt that it could be very important that she knows what it means. Working on it day and night was getting to her, and one day, Bra found her asleep in her lab.
"Mom?"
Seeing that she wasn't responding, little Bra decided to go to the gravity room to get her Vegeta. He'd be able to get her to sleep on her bed since he could lift her or something... Having decided that, she ran towards the GR and entered the room without warning.
Since he was used to being interrupted during his training, Vegeta got used to the sudden changes in gravity ( From 400 –1 in a split second ) While Trunks didn't exactly have that luck and crashed on the ceiling, leaving a nice indent before slamming back on the ground. Poor Bra saw her brother and just couldn't stop herself from bursting in laughter. Vegeta turned to Bra, waiting for an explanation for this interruption... Seeing the prince's death glare, Bra tried her best to explain the situation
"It's mom ..-heh- she is asleep in the lab, and I couldn't wake her up, dad. I think she worked too much again"
Vegeta sighed: "I told the woman to get some sleep... why is she so darn hard headed!"
Trunks couldn't help but smirk at that last remark. He 'd have sworn Bulma said the same things about his father when he spent countless hours training. When Vegeta left, Trunks and Bra started talking, Bra first.
"I worry about mom. I mean, yea she loves to work but, this leaves me a bad feeling, Trunks"
"Bad feeling.. what do you mean?"
"I had this dream... It all ends the same way. I am afraid that something bad will happen to Krillin"
"Krillin?! He's one of the best warriors this side of the planet, the strongest human. Unless some super powerful monster comes in and attack the whole planet, he can take care of himself, lil' sis"
Trunks smiled at Bra and ruffled her hair a little.
"Do you want to go see Krillin later on? Maybe he'll ease your mind"
Bra's face lit up. She loved going to see Krillin because Marron, her and Pan got along so well. She'd be happy to see her friend again.
"I'd love to, big brother!"
"We should tell Dad. He needs to know where we will be"
"'kay!"
Trunks smiled and went towards Vegeta and Bulma's room. As he arrived there, he could tell that Vegeta wasn't coming out anytime soon. He laid Bulma on their bed and just stayed there.
"What do you want, brat?"
"Bra and I are going to Krillin's. I figured I'd tell you so you wouldn't worry"
"Don't stay too late. You don't want to be on your mother's bad side when she wakes up"
Trunks inwardly cringed. Bulma's fiery temper was.... Um scary to say the least. Even Vegeta was scared of it. He made a mental note to bring the little one by eleven, since it was a Friday night. Come to think of it, he needed a shower too... This workout with his father had left him smelling like a construction worker that got stuck in the sewers for ten days.. yuck!
"I'll be back on time for curfew"
Having said that, he left to prepare himself.
Meanwhile, on the lookout, Dende was thinking about the connection between the pod and the energy he felt. Although pretty weak, the energy itself held something magical and ancient. It probably went beyond even Kami. Meanwhile Piccolo was checking the old Kami's archives for some clue as to what they might be against or just facing. Needless to say, the search wasn't exactly fulfilling, there were hundreds of scrolls, books, and tablets to look at. Yet Piccolo knew that somewhere here was a clue as to what it might be that they are facing. Dende decided to go further back in the room. For some reason, he felt that the most ancient archives might help him. He just hope he didn't get too lost in them, because this search would almost be overwhelming. As they resumed their search, both of them felt Goten' ki fast approaching. Piccolo just decided to stop then and greet the kid "What would he want here? He never comes up by himself", he thought. Goten landed less than ten seconds later and walked straight towards Piccolo
"Piccolo Sensei", He started, surprising even Poppo by the formal tone he used "I'd like to train in the room of spirit and time at some point this weekend if it isn't too much to ask"
"What prompted this decision?" Piccolo asked, aware of his former pupil's lack of training discipline
"I sparred against Gohan... and I always get my butt kicked, even though he stopped training for close to ten years." Goten had a certain passion in his eyes that reminded Piccolo of Goku. "I'd like to be able to at least be on equal terms with him. Trunks and I were both born with great power. We never used it completely. I love to spar against Trunks, and I'd like to win one day. "
Dende then decided to walk in the conversation
"You may use it this weekend. You know you still have the two day limit, though"
"Yes.. Thank you, Dende" Goten was beaming. Maybe there's still hope for him. "I'll try to bring Trunks with me. I do need someone to gauge my power against"
This said, the teenage demi sayian took off in direction of his mother's house. Piccolo looked at Dende, perplexed. It's not like Goten always trained, his decision must have been hard to make. Dende looked at the older Namek with a smile on his face.
"This newer generation of defenders will surprise us more than even I can think of, Piccolo. Especially in the coming days"
"I take it you found something from your research?"
"Come with me. I have something to show you"
Bulma almost screamed when she realized that she slept the best part of the afternoon. She had made a very important discovery concerning that pod they discovered earlier. And it was less than favorable.
"Oh no.. Vegeta! I need your help!!" she yelled across the room
"What is it now, woman!" He barked, slightly annoyed that his training was cut off twice today
"Where are Trunks and Bra?"
"They went over the shrimp and the old hentai' s house"
"It's just as well. We have work to do"
"What are you talking about, 'We' ?! And why are you so damn agitated?"
Bulma entered her lab, followed by Vegeta and punched a few keys on her computer before answering his question
"I have translated written Likaiton"
Vegeta' s eyes almost fell out of their sockets as he screamed: "The LANGUAGE OF THE ANCIENTS?!"
"Precisly.. we have a problem"
This ends chapter 2. Please review, make suggestions if you need to, I welcome constructive criticism. And DAMN these are so long to write. I mean I never knew it from looking at other fanfics.
Thank you, Sonicwnd123 for your review. I promise, you'll know what's in the pod in the coming chapters
Wohoo! My first revew! Thank you, Sonicwind123. I'll try to meet your expectations.
Chapter 2
Two months had passed since the pod crash landed near the Son's house. Life was back to normal ( more or less ); Bulma had taken the pod and found some writing on it that was in no language that she had ever seen in her life, and it became her next project to translate it. She felt that it could be very important that she knows what it means. Working on it day and night was getting to her, and one day, Bra found her asleep in her lab.
"Mom?"
Seeing that she wasn't responding, little Bra decided to go to the gravity room to get her Vegeta. He'd be able to get her to sleep on her bed since he could lift her or something... Having decided that, she ran towards the GR and entered the room without warning.
Since he was used to being interrupted during his training, Vegeta got used to the sudden changes in gravity ( From 400 –1 in a split second ) While Trunks didn't exactly have that luck and crashed on the ceiling, leaving a nice indent before slamming back on the ground. Poor Bra saw her brother and just couldn't stop herself from bursting in laughter. Vegeta turned to Bra, waiting for an explanation for this interruption... Seeing the prince's death glare, Bra tried her best to explain the situation
"It's mom ..-heh- she is asleep in the lab, and I couldn't wake her up, dad. I think she worked too much again"
Vegeta sighed: "I told the woman to get some sleep... why is she so darn hard headed!"
Trunks couldn't help but smirk at that last remark. He 'd have sworn Bulma said the same things about his father when he spent countless hours training. When Vegeta left, Trunks and Bra started talking, Bra first.
"I worry about mom. I mean, yea she loves to work but, this leaves me a bad feeling, Trunks"
"Bad feeling.. what do you mean?"
"I had this dream... It all ends the same way. I am afraid that something bad will happen to Krillin"
"Krillin?! He's one of the best warriors this side of the planet, the strongest human. Unless some super powerful monster comes in and attack the whole planet, he can take care of himself, lil' sis"
Trunks smiled at Bra and ruffled her hair a little.
"Do you want to go see Krillin later on? Maybe he'll ease your mind"
Bra's face lit up. She loved going to see Krillin because Marron, her and Pan got along so well. She'd be happy to see her friend again.
"I'd love to, big brother!"
"We should tell Dad. He needs to know where we will be"
"'kay!"
Trunks smiled and went towards Vegeta and Bulma's room. As he arrived there, he could tell that Vegeta wasn't coming out anytime soon. He laid Bulma on their bed and just stayed there.
"What do you want, brat?"
"Bra and I are going to Krillin's. I figured I'd tell you so you wouldn't worry"
"Don't stay too late. You don't want to be on your mother's bad side when she wakes up"
Trunks inwardly cringed. Bulma's fiery temper was.... Um scary to say the least. Even Vegeta was scared of it. He made a mental note to bring the little one by eleven, since it was a Friday night. Come to think of it, he needed a shower too... This workout with his father had left him smelling like a construction worker that got stuck in the sewers for ten days.. yuck!
"I'll be back on time for curfew"
Having said that, he left to prepare himself.
Meanwhile, on the lookout, Dende was thinking about the connection between the pod and the energy he felt. Although pretty weak, the energy itself held something magical and ancient. It probably went beyond even Kami. Meanwhile Piccolo was checking the old Kami's archives for some clue as to what they might be against or just facing. Needless to say, the search wasn't exactly fulfilling, there were hundreds of scrolls, books, and tablets to look at. Yet Piccolo knew that somewhere here was a clue as to what it might be that they are facing. Dende decided to go further back in the room. For some reason, he felt that the most ancient archives might help him. He just hope he didn't get too lost in them, because this search would almost be overwhelming. As they resumed their search, both of them felt Goten' ki fast approaching. Piccolo just decided to stop then and greet the kid "What would he want here? He never comes up by himself", he thought. Goten landed less than ten seconds later and walked straight towards Piccolo
"Piccolo Sensei", He started, surprising even Poppo by the formal tone he used "I'd like to train in the room of spirit and time at some point this weekend if it isn't too much to ask"
"What prompted this decision?" Piccolo asked, aware of his former pupil's lack of training discipline
"I sparred against Gohan... and I always get my butt kicked, even though he stopped training for close to ten years." Goten had a certain passion in his eyes that reminded Piccolo of Goku. "I'd like to be able to at least be on equal terms with him. Trunks and I were both born with great power. We never used it completely. I love to spar against Trunks, and I'd like to win one day. "
Dende then decided to walk in the conversation
"You may use it this weekend. You know you still have the two day limit, though"
"Yes.. Thank you, Dende" Goten was beaming. Maybe there's still hope for him. "I'll try to bring Trunks with me. I do need someone to gauge my power against"
This said, the teenage demi sayian took off in direction of his mother's house. Piccolo looked at Dende, perplexed. It's not like Goten always trained, his decision must have been hard to make. Dende looked at the older Namek with a smile on his face.
"This newer generation of defenders will surprise us more than even I can think of, Piccolo. Especially in the coming days"
"I take it you found something from your research?"
"Come with me. I have something to show you"
Bulma almost screamed when she realized that she slept the best part of the afternoon. She had made a very important discovery concerning that pod they discovered earlier. And it was less than favorable.
"Oh no.. Vegeta! I need your help!!" she yelled across the room
"What is it now, woman!" He barked, slightly annoyed that his training was cut off twice today
"Where are Trunks and Bra?"
"They went over the shrimp and the old hentai' s house"
"It's just as well. We have work to do"
"What are you talking about, 'We' ?! And why are you so damn agitated?"
Bulma entered her lab, followed by Vegeta and punched a few keys on her computer before answering his question
"I have translated written Likaiton"
Vegeta' s eyes almost fell out of their sockets as he screamed: "The LANGUAGE OF THE ANCIENTS?!"
"Precisly.. we have a problem"
This ends chapter 2. Please review, make suggestions if you need to, I welcome constructive criticism. And DAMN these are so long to write. I mean I never knew it from looking at other fanfics.
Thank you, Sonicwnd123 for your review. I promise, you'll know what's in the pod in the coming chapters