I do not own the Dragon Ball Franchise.
"Man, you screw up" Kie said, both he and Goten were sitting on top of a hill on the outskirts of town.
"How was I supposed to know, our teacher would bill my parents for the new classroom" Goten said, remembering that morning all too well, he had been woken up to his mother screaming after she had seen the bill with her own two eyes, along with an explanation of why her family was being billed.
Goten was than faced with an hour long lecture about how fighting was for outside not inside before he was forced to write.
'I will not fight inside', over and over, again until his hand couldn't write anymore.
His mother than 'asked' him for the name of the person he was fighting against, when he destroyed the classroom, he promptly gave his cousin up at the sight of her frying pan and his mother promptly billed half of the bill to the Royal Family without fear.
His mother was probably one of the few people alive that where be brave enough to do such a thing and not get executed on the spot.
In the end, the two families came to an 'agreement', more like Bulma had threatened his husband into it, to split the bill, since the two boys from both of their families were responsible for the damage.
"You should have been suspicious, when she let you off easy" Kie injected.
"Sure, being forced into a coma for twenty minutes was being let off easy" Goten said, dryly while Kie winced.
"You know, she wouldn't be a teacher if she wasn't that strong" Kie said, since being a teacher required you to be at a certain level while grades came second.
Just then, a Holographic screen appeared not only in front of them and in town but all over the Universe, even in front of the gods.
Resulting in, Kie and Goten weren't the only one surprised by the suddenness of it all.
"Hello?" Came a voice, on the screen was none other than Raids, the god of reality and the universe Leader. "Is this thing on?"
Both Kie and Goten immediately got down on their knees by pure instinct.
"Raid-sama, it's on" A dark and deep voice said.
"Oh?" Raids said, as billions sweat drop when he suddenly attempted to pretend like the last minute never happed and tried to look commanding and failing.
This was their leader?
"My people, today I give you all joyous news" Raids said, his voice booming. "In a month time, there will be a battle, not just any battle but a battle for who gets the right to represent Universe 12, in a glorious tournament, against the very best fighters in all of Universe 1 to 11."
"Battle?" Kie said, with an excitement in his eyes and he wasn't the only one.
And Raids continued and said. "So I've decided that in a month, you will all do battle in stadiums set in each city in each world, to see who will come out on top" before adding. "However Gods cannot enter the battle instead you will be in charge of damage control." Especially you, god of luck. Went unspoken in the air, before the screen disappeared and they both got up.
"A free for all, brawl, eh?" Kie said, with excitement in his eyes, finally he could settle things with that stuck up Prince and prove to everyone he was better.
So it begins…Goten thought.
Pretty soon, the Bloodiest event of all of Universe 12 history will begin.
And he couldn't wait.
Ch 10: The decisions.
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN I CAN'T FIGHT, WOMEN!?" King Vegeta voice boomed through the halls of the Saiyan Palace.
"Oh, keep your voice down, Veggy" Queen Bulma said, tending to her injured ear drums. "Have you forgotten who you are? You're the King and as a King, you can't afford to lose or your subjects will see you as weak."
"Are you suggesting, women. That I'm not strong enough to come out of any battle victorious?" King Vegeta growled. "You may be the Queen but I am the King so I outrank you. I can do whatever I want"
"And what happens when your pride gets you beaten down by Bardock or an elder?" Bulma said, making Vegeta pause. "Do you honestly think you can beat those who were still fighting while you were in your Diapers? The Saiyans need a ruler who always appears strong and you can't do that, if you're getting your ass handed to you on international Television"
"Tch" Vegeta said, knowing that Bulma was right even though he didn't like it.
Just then there was a knock on the door.
"Who is it?" Bulma said.
"It's me, mother" a familiar voice said.
"Come in, Trunks" She said, smiling at seeing the sight of her oldest son.
Trunks came into his parents' bedroom, his hair tied back and wearing a black shirt and baggy jeans.
"Son, what are you wearing?" Vegeta just to ask, his son wasn't going to school.
"Dad, I'm going out with some friends to Earth" Trunks explained. "I can't be seen in my prince attire. It's much less troublesome if I dress up as an ordinary Saiyan"
"So you blending in with the commoners" Vegeta said.
"Well, I think it's a nice change" Bulma said, poking her husband in the sides making the man roll over by the force, before she said. "Trunks, please say 'Hi' to grandpa and grandma, would you?"
"Sure, mother" Trunk said.
He still hadn't left and Vegeta noticed.
"So, why are you here?" Vegeta imputed, knowing his son usually avoid this room especially when he heard shouting and only braved here when he wanted something.
"Ah, well" Trunks said, his father saw right through him. "I was wondering if you both were entering the tournament"
"Wanting to see your competition, eh?" Vegeta said, impressed before saying clearly displeased. "Well, I will not be fighting"
"You're not, father?" Trunk said, honestly surprised, he had thought that his father would be the one to push to be in the very front of the line so he could fight first so this was very uncharacteristic of him.
"Don't get, the wrong idea son" Vegeta said, wondering if his son thought he was an imposter. "I would love to fight as much as you would, to see who's truly the strongest out there but my duties as King prevent me from doing just that"
So mother talked him out of it. Trunk thought, there was no way his father would admit it without prompting and said. "And you mother?"
"I can't afford to get my face bruised up on live Television" Bulma said, "After all, I have to set an example for women everywhere"
Of course.. Both Vegeta and Trunks thought, sweat dropping.
"And are you?" Vegeta said, making them both look at him. "Are you joining the tournament?"
"Well I heard that Goten is joining so I have to enter to" Trunks said, "I can't afford to have anyone under the illusion that he's actually stronger than me. I heard that Uncle is entering as well along with all the other's. I don't know about Absalom though; I can never tell what he's thinking"
"Just great" Vegeta said, "The whole Son family is going to fight and here I am, unable to fight, but even though I am unable to, that doesn't mean I can't train both of my son's to be the best"
And Trunks got had to say.
"Huh?"
"Pain is good for you son" Vegeta said, making Trunks eyes widened several notches. "It helps build character and every time your seriously injured and are healed, you come back stronger."
"Do you mean" Trunks said, his eyes widening in fear.
"That's right, I'm going to be your coach" Vegeta said, "You may be a half blood but you have royal Saiyan blood running through your vein's. You are a prince, so it's only right that your father trains you"
Trunks felt a shiver down his spine at the sight of his father cold smile while his mother looked like she couldn't care less, she would probably come to the training field later to heal him and deliver some snacks.
"Is there a problem, son?" Vegeta said, making eye contact and Trunks inwardly gulp.
"Not at all father" Trunks said, smoothly. "Please tell me when I will be expected at the training ground."
"I will send a servant to inform you" Vegeta said, dismissing him and Trunks turned around and walked out of the room.
And Trunks just know, he would have to cancel with his friends.
After all, his friends will understand.
#Scene change#
In the youngest prince's room, Absalom wondered if he should take part in the tournament.
After all, there would be a lot of strong people fighting and he liked to fight, he would love to fight Uncle Kakarot seriously too but there would be a lot of scary people in the tournament.
He didn't like putting effort and if he did and won one match than he had to win a bunch of match's before he could stop fighting.
But then again, it would make his parents really happy if he participated.
What to choose?
#Scene Change#
On the planet, Kanassa, an unknown creature sat on top of a hill, it's tail twitched as it mediated, this creature was what universe 7 would call Frieze, but this being was named Beater, instead of white skin with blue parts like Frieza had, he instead looked like an exact copy of golden Friezer.
The only difference between the two, were his eyes.
The Universe 7 version of himself, eyes shone with unparalleled cruelty and with a scheming brain to match, while Beater eyes were much kinder and would actually look at you as if you were more than a bug in his way.
And why the difference?
It was upbringing.
Frieza had grown up under a man who concurred and killed for fun, always believing that everything around him was his plaything and if anyone objected than he could always kill them and take the planet by force.
Beater on the other hand, never had such an upbringing, he was actually brought up in a village, were people weren't cold and cruel to each other, instead they were kind and humble to each other.
From a young age, Beater had been taught what aiming too high would lead to.
Where greed would land you.
As a child, there used to be guy in the town who used to always yell about how he was going to first concur this whole planet and then concur the whole universe, the man spoke in such a way that it would have attracted any child.
At that time, Beater didn't understand why his own parents would look at the man in disgust or try to actively avoid him.
Even when the man actually did set out to concur the whole planet and succeed, his parent's attitude never changed even when the man become their people's ruler.
But then the man made a mistake, the man became unsatisfied with just owning a planet, the man wanted the whole universe itself, the man had said it with his own mouth that he would challenge and kill Raids-sama to become this universe own leader.
His parents had called the man, a mad man, saying his head would soon roll off his neck before he even set's sight of the very place the the Universe own leader resided in.
Little Beater didn't know it, but in that moment, the man had become a marked man.
Two days later, a stranger walked into town, in his hand was the very man's wanted poster, someone had put a hit on the guy and was offering a big cash reward for his body or head.
And Beater had seen it with his own eyes.
What could only be called a massacre.
Not only was the man beheaded but also the man's own family were killed shortly afterwards, just because they were foolish enough to support him, thinking just because he became this planets leader that he had the right and power to snatch all that he desired.
Those who supported the man, ended up being hunted down like fox would to a rabbit until the life had completely vanished from their eyes.
His parents had him watch, to teach him a lesson to never become like that man, that he should be grateful for what he had and never give into greed.
The lesson had struck home.
Instead of a ruthless killer that both Frost and Frieza became, Beater feared going down that road.
On that day, he learned that all life should be happy and content just to fight, that greed was a very dangerous thing that got you marked you as a dead man, the moment it consumed you.
His young eyes had seen that nobody cared, that someone had been brutally murder right in front of their eyes, to them, the man was nothing more than a trash, the moment he chose to go against Raids-sama.
From that day forward, Beater had sought out peace, not destruction.
Ironically, he became a greed hunter who killed those consumed by greed, it was a very profitable and it provided lots of income which he used to take care of his family.
Who would have thought that a Frieza would ever go down that route?
Beater was so shocking different from the Frieza's, that Goku and the other's know, that they would have long since stared, long and hard at him as if he had suddenly sprouted six heads and started thrusting his hips wildly at them.
His tail spring to life.
He had just finished his mind training and opened one eye to peer around.
The landscape was truly beautiful on planet Kanassa, and the village that he grow, up in was right before him as the sun set, in the distance he could hear the sound of children fighting and adults chatting away.
Now.
What this about a tournament?
And scene!
Next chapter, the Universe wide tournament begins and people are clamming to register for a chance to prove they are the best and some surprising faces show up to like the Universe 12 version of Mr Satan. Review/ Fav and follow!