Hey guys, I really am sorry for how long this took, but my computer was hacked and was out of commission for a few weeks, sorry!!! Anyways, uh... Disclaimer; I don't own any DBZ stuff, only my own characters, and if you want to use them, ask permission.
Chapter 5: The joys of being a super-saya-jin.
The food had been finished off in record time. The two Saya-jins that sat before her had eaten enough food to feed an entire village. It still amazed her how much they were capable of eating. Bulma became aware that both the warriors in front of her had mot yet changed out of their armour.
As Trunks headed up stairs to change out of his traditional saya-jin armour, Bulma was left with the predicament of finding Xeexru some suitable clothes. After rummaging through several drawers of, she managed to find a pair of baggy black training pants, and a dark grey tank top. Xeexru accepted the clothes, and Bulma gave her a room to change in. How she got out of her black glossy armour, Bulma was miffed, but she was able to do so in only a few minutes. She was quick to learn though, that the black armour plates, and the black spandex material, were not connected as one piece, instead, the plates were fitted against the warrior after the cloth had been put on. Bulma was intrigued by this new method, but put it away, in hopes of studying it later.
Still clutching her arm, Bulma led Xeexru through the vast maze of hallways that made up Capsule Corp., and into her fathers workshop.
"Hi dad." She called as she entered the room, the old man no where to be seen, just a large deformed metal box, with wires protruding from every little niche seen.
"Just a minute, Bulma dear." Came his muffled reply, followed by loud clanging. Sparks flew from the bottom of the metal box, and smoke rose through the air. A loud Thunk resonated through the air, as a small shadowy figure fell onto the floor. Xeexru raised an eyebrow, while Bulma giggled at her fathers clumsiness.
A short blackened figure walked clear of the smoke, wiping his hands on an equally black towel.
"What can I do for you dear?" Dr. Briefs asked kindly. He removed his glasses and cleaned them with the hem of his shirt, and placed them back on his nose. He peered at his daughter, before his eyes coming to rest on the taller woman behind her. "Oh! Well, who's this now?"
"My name is Xeexru, you must be Dr. Briefs." She introduced herself.
"Yes, yes, that's me. What can I do for you?" She merely held up her metal arm for him to see. "My, isn't that fascinating? Why don't you come with me and we'll see what we can do about that." He reached out and took the arm from Xeexru's grasp, studying it as he led her into a smaller adjoining room.
Without even looking up, his hand reached out and flicked the light switch. Warm white light filled the room, and Xeexru found the walls covered with instruments of all different designs, and functions. At the centre of the room lay an elevated flat surface.
"Just have a seat there." The elderly man instructed, pointing to the table, while he walked over and layed the limp arm on a desk. She followed his instructions, and sat on the table behind Dr. Briefs. "Now hold out you arm, and we'll see where this fits in to place." She did as she was told, and he placed the arm end to end with the torn wires protruding from her flesh arm.
"Yes, that looks right." He mumbled to himself. "It doesn't look like it's been damaged too much, this shouldn't take anymore than two hours."
An hour and a half later
Sparks flew from a few of the newly connected wires, and her metal hand reacted with a spasm, the fist clenching, then relaxing. Xeexru felt nothing, as she had explained to Dr. Briefs earlier, her nervous system ended where her skin ended. She felt no pain, hot or cold, nothing.
"That should do it then, let's see how it works." She wiggled her fingers, and tried making a fist, all responded well. "Excellent, let's just fasten back on then." Dr. Briefs carefully fitted the two pieces together, and quickly managed to fasten them back into the original whole, using a unique welding technique.
Xeexru moved her arm around experimentally, turning it this way and that. She looked around the small room, and found what she was looking for. She reached over and picked up a scrap chunk of metal that lay on the old man's desk, held it in her hand for a moment, then formed a fist around it. When she released her grip on the objet, Dr. Briefs was surprised to find five deep slices in the metal, almost penetrating the entire way through. She casually threw the metal up in the air, and while it fell, she slashed out. The metal fell to the floor in several pieces, cut perfectly straight.
"Remarkable! That was titanium! I've never seen anything that could slice through it like that! What is you hand made of?" He was astonished.
"Trintium alloy, and element not native to Earth. I thank you for your help." And with that Xeexru pushed off the table and left the room.
"Do you need any help finding your way back?" Dr. Briefs called after her.
"I can find my way."
"Ok then..." He trailed off as he looked at the ground, pieces of titanium lying on the floor. He bent down and picked a piece up studying it, and shook his head. "Truly remarkable."
Xeexru walked through the corridors of the main building, finding her way surprisingly well. A few Capsule Corp. staff passed her as she walked, and looked at her incredulously, whereas she didn't even seem to notice them. Within a few minutes she had made her way back to living quarters of the Briefs family. As she passed the doors to the many guest rooms, one opened and Trunks emerged in a set of casual clothes.
"Hey, you got your arm fixed, that was fast." He said cheerfully.
"Yes, and you got your hair cut." She responded.
"Uh yeah, my mom cut it for me." Trunks touched his shorter hair self-consciously. "Where are you going now?"
"Outside, I need to pick up on my training." She said, and began walking again. Trunks quickly followed suit, walking along side her. "What about you?"
"I guess I'm going to go spend some time with my parents, I won't get to see them after I go home. Well... I do get to see my mom, but she's different in the future anyways." He hesitated for a moment. "Where is my dad anyways?" Xeexru could sense him sending out his ki in an effort to find his father. He pulled back and sighed, "He won't be back for a while yet, I think he is a little annoyed."
"At what?" Trunks just gave her unsure look.
"My father has a problem with his ego, and right now, it's a little burnt." He explained, whereas Xeexru just rolled her eyes.
The two departed from their conversation, and the young woman walked outside to a large tree quite a distance away from the main complex. Trunks watched her for a moment, before turning to find his mother.
Xeexru had been sparring against an invisible opponent, a common practice she preformed, for quite some time now. Random kicks and punches flew through air with a quiet swish. She paused for a moment and looked up, a gentle white glow from Vegeta's aura flew over head. The prince landed near the door of his home, oblivious to the quiet figure behind him, and entered the house. Xeexru watched him carefully as he did so, and noticed that fatigue coursed through his body. Whatever he had done for the many hours after the fight with Cell, it had drained nearly all of his energy. She turned back to her training and continued throwing punches.
Slowly, drop by drop, rain began to fall, at first she did not notice, but as it fell even harder, it poured down her face and into her eyes. She wiped off the water and continued. She was oblivious to the sound of the door opening and closing behind her, and the foot steps until they drew much closer. She stopped and turned to see the shadowy figure, she already knew who it was before she spoke.
"I take it you couldn't sleep."
Trunks chuckled lightly at her dead-on guess. "Yeah, I guess I'm just a bit nervous."
"I can imagine, I remember I was the same way just before Freeza arrived on my planet." She commented, a hint of sadness in her voice, but she quickly blew it away. "That was almost one year ago." By this time she was mostly talking to herself, but Trunks eyebrows went up in surprise, then lowered in confusion.
"How is that possible, I killed Freeza over three years ago." Xeexru hesitated for a moment, her eyes flickered as she made calculations in her head.
"One Klentubian year is equal to just over five Earth years, so really, my planet was destroyed about five years ago." He understood now, but one question still lingered in his mind, something she had said earlier that day.
"You said that Freeza was surprised when he found out that you had killed a few of his elites. The elites aren't that strong are they?" She just looked at him for a moment, before a smirk appeared on her features.
"You don't know how old I am do you?" He just shook his head. "I was one and a half Klentubian years old when the first elite arrived, a while later the second arrived. I was two when Freeza arrived, and that was one year ago." She turned back around to continue her training, whereas Trunks mind was struggling to figure out the number of years she had explained.
His eyes widened when he landed upon an answer, it was surprising, needless to say. "You're only fifteen years old!!???!!" She turned back to look at him, and she grinned at his shocked expression.
"Actually I'm fifteen and a half, give or take." Now Trunks knew why Freeza had been surprised, he knew that if an elite had landed on Earth when he was seven or eight, defeating him would have a been a great challenge. "And judging by your height, weight, and features, I'd say you are about twenty."
"Yeah! I am."
There was a moment of silence, and Xeexru spoke again.
"Are you just going to stand there, or are we going to spar?" His eyes lit up at the offer, he knew that back in his time, there was no one with a power level as high as his, and finding someone to spar with would be near impossible.
"Yeah! Sure." He quickly discarded his Capsule Corp. jacket, and his sword at the base of the tree, leaving him in his black tank top. He then took a fighting stance, and prepared himself. Xeexru did not follow his lead though, instead she averted her gaze to the base of the tree, where his sword lay, still sheathed.
"Why won't you use it?" Trunks hesitated, but answered.
"Uh... well I would have the advantage." She walked over to the tree, and picked up the sword, and pulled it out of its sheath, letting it glimmer in the starlight.
"No, you won't, we would be even." Her eyes left the weapon to look at him. "I usually don't like to fight with my arm, I consider it more of weapon, or a tool, than anything else." She could sense his unease as she held his blade. He was worried of the damage her taloned fingers would cause. "Don't worry about that, they only slice under a certain amount of force." Trunks looked up, surprised that she had guessed his question yet again.
Figuring that they had spent enough time talking, Xeexru threw his sword at him, and he caught it with ease. Again, Trunks took a fighting stance, this time she followed. He bore his sword like a true master of the weapon, she noted that carefully, she was not going to let him get the advantage in this sparring match.
Y'all gonna make me lose my mind
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Unlike her match with Cell earlier, Xeexru decided to make the first move. Her feet lifted off the ground as she raced toward the older saya-jin, once she was near enough, Trunks swung his sword. She had been expecting this, and caught the blow with her armoured hand, while the other landed a hard blow to his jaw. But he was not brought down so easily and quickly began a counter attack. Within seconds they were only blurs darting back and forth across the grass, and the only thing that could be heard in the night was the odd clang of metal against metal.
Their power levels began to rise steadily, but slowly as the battle continued on. Xeexru pushed her self away from him, and flew into the air, with Trunks following quickly behind with the look of pure determination in his eyes.
Y'all gonna make me go all out
Up in here
Up in here
Their battle continued up in the air, and they darted over the buildings of Capsule Corp. The match seemed almost tied, neither of the fighters gaining the advantage, and Trunks was getting frustrated. Every time he had tried to attack her with his sword, she would use her arm and catch it, but she had yet to use her arm in the offense. Xeexru could tell he was frustrated just by the way he was becoming reckless, so she decided to change her tactics. With a swift kick to the stomach, Trunks doubled over, giving her the time to retreat to a distance, but she wasn't retreating. She raised her hand, palm facing him, and allowed her energy to flow. The bright beam charged it's way towards Trunks, who, in a quick attempt to protect himself formed an "X" with his arms across his chest. The energy hit him, and he was pushed back, he could feel a mild burning sensation as his arms managed to block the attack. She stopped her attack, and watched him from a distance, but with a quick glace to the buildings below, she spoke.
"Perhaps we should continue this in a lesser populated area." Trunks nodded in agreement. Xeexru took off towards the south, flying over the buildings and houses of Hercule City, with the sword master following close behind. Just a few minutes later, she stopped over a large empty field. Trunks caught up to her and she looked at him, before a smirk appeared on her face.
Y'all gonna make me act the fool
Up in here
Up in here
She preformed a quick backflip in the air, her foot kicking him hard under the chin, and he was tossed back. With a surge of energy, her ruffled grey hair rose on its ends, and her white aura turned to a bright gold. She let out a loud cry as her energy level passed the barrier between that of a normal and super saya-jin, her grey flashing into a golden blonde, and her eyes flickered to a vibrant aqua green.
Y'all gonna make me lose my cool
Up in here
Up in here
"Uh oh...." Trunks muttered as the newly transformed Xeexru charged toward him. He had barely enough time to unleash his power, preforming the same transformation. She hit him hard, and he found himself falling fast, but the sensation ended abruptly as a sharp pain surged through his back. He gritted his teeth as the pain slowly subsided, and floated up directly in front of the other saya-jin, sword still in hand. He glared at her, whereas she grinned, an evil glint obvious in her green eyes. This sparring match had gone much farther than he had expected, now that both of them had ascended.
*grins* that's the end of this chapter, the next one should be up soon. Next chapter: the sparring match ends, with only one victor, Trunks leaves to go home, and Bulma gets to meet Sularon. Until then no_name_writer
Chapter 5: The joys of being a super-saya-jin.
The food had been finished off in record time. The two Saya-jins that sat before her had eaten enough food to feed an entire village. It still amazed her how much they were capable of eating. Bulma became aware that both the warriors in front of her had mot yet changed out of their armour.
As Trunks headed up stairs to change out of his traditional saya-jin armour, Bulma was left with the predicament of finding Xeexru some suitable clothes. After rummaging through several drawers of, she managed to find a pair of baggy black training pants, and a dark grey tank top. Xeexru accepted the clothes, and Bulma gave her a room to change in. How she got out of her black glossy armour, Bulma was miffed, but she was able to do so in only a few minutes. She was quick to learn though, that the black armour plates, and the black spandex material, were not connected as one piece, instead, the plates were fitted against the warrior after the cloth had been put on. Bulma was intrigued by this new method, but put it away, in hopes of studying it later.
Still clutching her arm, Bulma led Xeexru through the vast maze of hallways that made up Capsule Corp., and into her fathers workshop.
"Hi dad." She called as she entered the room, the old man no where to be seen, just a large deformed metal box, with wires protruding from every little niche seen.
"Just a minute, Bulma dear." Came his muffled reply, followed by loud clanging. Sparks flew from the bottom of the metal box, and smoke rose through the air. A loud Thunk resonated through the air, as a small shadowy figure fell onto the floor. Xeexru raised an eyebrow, while Bulma giggled at her fathers clumsiness.
A short blackened figure walked clear of the smoke, wiping his hands on an equally black towel.
"What can I do for you dear?" Dr. Briefs asked kindly. He removed his glasses and cleaned them with the hem of his shirt, and placed them back on his nose. He peered at his daughter, before his eyes coming to rest on the taller woman behind her. "Oh! Well, who's this now?"
"My name is Xeexru, you must be Dr. Briefs." She introduced herself.
"Yes, yes, that's me. What can I do for you?" She merely held up her metal arm for him to see. "My, isn't that fascinating? Why don't you come with me and we'll see what we can do about that." He reached out and took the arm from Xeexru's grasp, studying it as he led her into a smaller adjoining room.
Without even looking up, his hand reached out and flicked the light switch. Warm white light filled the room, and Xeexru found the walls covered with instruments of all different designs, and functions. At the centre of the room lay an elevated flat surface.
"Just have a seat there." The elderly man instructed, pointing to the table, while he walked over and layed the limp arm on a desk. She followed his instructions, and sat on the table behind Dr. Briefs. "Now hold out you arm, and we'll see where this fits in to place." She did as she was told, and he placed the arm end to end with the torn wires protruding from her flesh arm.
"Yes, that looks right." He mumbled to himself. "It doesn't look like it's been damaged too much, this shouldn't take anymore than two hours."
An hour and a half later
Sparks flew from a few of the newly connected wires, and her metal hand reacted with a spasm, the fist clenching, then relaxing. Xeexru felt nothing, as she had explained to Dr. Briefs earlier, her nervous system ended where her skin ended. She felt no pain, hot or cold, nothing.
"That should do it then, let's see how it works." She wiggled her fingers, and tried making a fist, all responded well. "Excellent, let's just fasten back on then." Dr. Briefs carefully fitted the two pieces together, and quickly managed to fasten them back into the original whole, using a unique welding technique.
Xeexru moved her arm around experimentally, turning it this way and that. She looked around the small room, and found what she was looking for. She reached over and picked up a scrap chunk of metal that lay on the old man's desk, held it in her hand for a moment, then formed a fist around it. When she released her grip on the objet, Dr. Briefs was surprised to find five deep slices in the metal, almost penetrating the entire way through. She casually threw the metal up in the air, and while it fell, she slashed out. The metal fell to the floor in several pieces, cut perfectly straight.
"Remarkable! That was titanium! I've never seen anything that could slice through it like that! What is you hand made of?" He was astonished.
"Trintium alloy, and element not native to Earth. I thank you for your help." And with that Xeexru pushed off the table and left the room.
"Do you need any help finding your way back?" Dr. Briefs called after her.
"I can find my way."
"Ok then..." He trailed off as he looked at the ground, pieces of titanium lying on the floor. He bent down and picked a piece up studying it, and shook his head. "Truly remarkable."
Xeexru walked through the corridors of the main building, finding her way surprisingly well. A few Capsule Corp. staff passed her as she walked, and looked at her incredulously, whereas she didn't even seem to notice them. Within a few minutes she had made her way back to living quarters of the Briefs family. As she passed the doors to the many guest rooms, one opened and Trunks emerged in a set of casual clothes.
"Hey, you got your arm fixed, that was fast." He said cheerfully.
"Yes, and you got your hair cut." She responded.
"Uh yeah, my mom cut it for me." Trunks touched his shorter hair self-consciously. "Where are you going now?"
"Outside, I need to pick up on my training." She said, and began walking again. Trunks quickly followed suit, walking along side her. "What about you?"
"I guess I'm going to go spend some time with my parents, I won't get to see them after I go home. Well... I do get to see my mom, but she's different in the future anyways." He hesitated for a moment. "Where is my dad anyways?" Xeexru could sense him sending out his ki in an effort to find his father. He pulled back and sighed, "He won't be back for a while yet, I think he is a little annoyed."
"At what?" Trunks just gave her unsure look.
"My father has a problem with his ego, and right now, it's a little burnt." He explained, whereas Xeexru just rolled her eyes.
The two departed from their conversation, and the young woman walked outside to a large tree quite a distance away from the main complex. Trunks watched her for a moment, before turning to find his mother.
Xeexru had been sparring against an invisible opponent, a common practice she preformed, for quite some time now. Random kicks and punches flew through air with a quiet swish. She paused for a moment and looked up, a gentle white glow from Vegeta's aura flew over head. The prince landed near the door of his home, oblivious to the quiet figure behind him, and entered the house. Xeexru watched him carefully as he did so, and noticed that fatigue coursed through his body. Whatever he had done for the many hours after the fight with Cell, it had drained nearly all of his energy. She turned back to her training and continued throwing punches.
Slowly, drop by drop, rain began to fall, at first she did not notice, but as it fell even harder, it poured down her face and into her eyes. She wiped off the water and continued. She was oblivious to the sound of the door opening and closing behind her, and the foot steps until they drew much closer. She stopped and turned to see the shadowy figure, she already knew who it was before she spoke.
"I take it you couldn't sleep."
Trunks chuckled lightly at her dead-on guess. "Yeah, I guess I'm just a bit nervous."
"I can imagine, I remember I was the same way just before Freeza arrived on my planet." She commented, a hint of sadness in her voice, but she quickly blew it away. "That was almost one year ago." By this time she was mostly talking to herself, but Trunks eyebrows went up in surprise, then lowered in confusion.
"How is that possible, I killed Freeza over three years ago." Xeexru hesitated for a moment, her eyes flickered as she made calculations in her head.
"One Klentubian year is equal to just over five Earth years, so really, my planet was destroyed about five years ago." He understood now, but one question still lingered in his mind, something she had said earlier that day.
"You said that Freeza was surprised when he found out that you had killed a few of his elites. The elites aren't that strong are they?" She just looked at him for a moment, before a smirk appeared on her features.
"You don't know how old I am do you?" He just shook his head. "I was one and a half Klentubian years old when the first elite arrived, a while later the second arrived. I was two when Freeza arrived, and that was one year ago." She turned back around to continue her training, whereas Trunks mind was struggling to figure out the number of years she had explained.
His eyes widened when he landed upon an answer, it was surprising, needless to say. "You're only fifteen years old!!???!!" She turned back to look at him, and she grinned at his shocked expression.
"Actually I'm fifteen and a half, give or take." Now Trunks knew why Freeza had been surprised, he knew that if an elite had landed on Earth when he was seven or eight, defeating him would have a been a great challenge. "And judging by your height, weight, and features, I'd say you are about twenty."
"Yeah! I am."
There was a moment of silence, and Xeexru spoke again.
"Are you just going to stand there, or are we going to spar?" His eyes lit up at the offer, he knew that back in his time, there was no one with a power level as high as his, and finding someone to spar with would be near impossible.
"Yeah! Sure." He quickly discarded his Capsule Corp. jacket, and his sword at the base of the tree, leaving him in his black tank top. He then took a fighting stance, and prepared himself. Xeexru did not follow his lead though, instead she averted her gaze to the base of the tree, where his sword lay, still sheathed.
"Why won't you use it?" Trunks hesitated, but answered.
"Uh... well I would have the advantage." She walked over to the tree, and picked up the sword, and pulled it out of its sheath, letting it glimmer in the starlight.
"No, you won't, we would be even." Her eyes left the weapon to look at him. "I usually don't like to fight with my arm, I consider it more of weapon, or a tool, than anything else." She could sense his unease as she held his blade. He was worried of the damage her taloned fingers would cause. "Don't worry about that, they only slice under a certain amount of force." Trunks looked up, surprised that she had guessed his question yet again.
Figuring that they had spent enough time talking, Xeexru threw his sword at him, and he caught it with ease. Again, Trunks took a fighting stance, this time she followed. He bore his sword like a true master of the weapon, she noted that carefully, she was not going to let him get the advantage in this sparring match.
Y'all gonna make me lose my mind
Up in here
Up in here
Unlike her match with Cell earlier, Xeexru decided to make the first move. Her feet lifted off the ground as she raced toward the older saya-jin, once she was near enough, Trunks swung his sword. She had been expecting this, and caught the blow with her armoured hand, while the other landed a hard blow to his jaw. But he was not brought down so easily and quickly began a counter attack. Within seconds they were only blurs darting back and forth across the grass, and the only thing that could be heard in the night was the odd clang of metal against metal.
Their power levels began to rise steadily, but slowly as the battle continued on. Xeexru pushed her self away from him, and flew into the air, with Trunks following quickly behind with the look of pure determination in his eyes.
Y'all gonna make me go all out
Up in here
Up in here
Their battle continued up in the air, and they darted over the buildings of Capsule Corp. The match seemed almost tied, neither of the fighters gaining the advantage, and Trunks was getting frustrated. Every time he had tried to attack her with his sword, she would use her arm and catch it, but she had yet to use her arm in the offense. Xeexru could tell he was frustrated just by the way he was becoming reckless, so she decided to change her tactics. With a swift kick to the stomach, Trunks doubled over, giving her the time to retreat to a distance, but she wasn't retreating. She raised her hand, palm facing him, and allowed her energy to flow. The bright beam charged it's way towards Trunks, who, in a quick attempt to protect himself formed an "X" with his arms across his chest. The energy hit him, and he was pushed back, he could feel a mild burning sensation as his arms managed to block the attack. She stopped her attack, and watched him from a distance, but with a quick glace to the buildings below, she spoke.
"Perhaps we should continue this in a lesser populated area." Trunks nodded in agreement. Xeexru took off towards the south, flying over the buildings and houses of Hercule City, with the sword master following close behind. Just a few minutes later, she stopped over a large empty field. Trunks caught up to her and she looked at him, before a smirk appeared on her face.
Y'all gonna make me act the fool
Up in here
Up in here
She preformed a quick backflip in the air, her foot kicking him hard under the chin, and he was tossed back. With a surge of energy, her ruffled grey hair rose on its ends, and her white aura turned to a bright gold. She let out a loud cry as her energy level passed the barrier between that of a normal and super saya-jin, her grey flashing into a golden blonde, and her eyes flickered to a vibrant aqua green.
Y'all gonna make me lose my cool
Up in here
Up in here
"Uh oh...." Trunks muttered as the newly transformed Xeexru charged toward him. He had barely enough time to unleash his power, preforming the same transformation. She hit him hard, and he found himself falling fast, but the sensation ended abruptly as a sharp pain surged through his back. He gritted his teeth as the pain slowly subsided, and floated up directly in front of the other saya-jin, sword still in hand. He glared at her, whereas she grinned, an evil glint obvious in her green eyes. This sparring match had gone much farther than he had expected, now that both of them had ascended.
*grins* that's the end of this chapter, the next one should be up soon. Next chapter: the sparring match ends, with only one victor, Trunks leaves to go home, and Bulma gets to meet Sularon. Until then no_name_writer