I'm back again. It took a while making a whole new chapter for this re-do. Honestly, I'm surprised that I had thirty followers on the old one and now 12 or so with 7 reviews. Thank you guys for the support. Hopefully, you will all enjoy this chapter. Until again, happy reading.
Made: Dec 4 2016
Revised Dec 31 2017
Washington D.C
"So this is the headquarters? It feels like I'm in a spaceship," mused Goku. The Z-Fighters had arrived at the Justice League's headquarters: The Watchtower. Before, they thought that the meeting was in Washington D.C., but it was made to be a front. They were introduced to their transportation called the "Zeta-Tube". That was where they were actually led to the real headquarters; which was in space. The JL used it as a surveillance to monitor activity around the planet, which baffled Krillin and Yamcha. Tien managed to hide his surprise but all of them had never noticed the satellite before. They were now currently in what appeared to be the meeting room. It consisted of a wide area with a U-shaped table where all the other JL members joined for the upcoming discussion.
"Yeah, reminds me of that time when we were going to Namek," said the bald monk.
Vegeta rolled his eyes. "Let's just get this over with. I have training to do," he grunted.
Batman's team had sat down on their respective seats next to the remaining JL members.
"Alright, let's get straight to the point. You guys call yourselves the "Z-Fighters right?" he asked.
After receiving nods, he then asked "Are you guys familiar with the event, the Cell Games?"
Silence emitted. It was so silent one could hear a pin drop.
The atmosphere was thick so Goku broke it and said "Yes, we were there on the Cell Games." He began sweating a little when the Dark Knight's eyes narrowed. "I'm sure you've heard of a mad scientist named Dr. Gero yes?" After seeing Batman nod grimly, he continued "After the Red Ribbon Army had broken up years ago, he had been underground for a while and observed me and my friends during his time. After doing so, he managed to acquire our techniques and DNA in order to compile all of it into one being, which is Cell."
Batman eyes widened at the information. It made sense why Cell used familiar moves. The mention of the Red Ribbon Army was not lost on him. "Red Ribbon Army you say? I remembered hearing about their… cruelty and oppression. Rumor has it a little boy with a monkey tail and a red pole had single-handedly defeated them."
The Z-Fighters' leader smiled nervously. "Yeah… that kid was me. I had my own personal reasons against them. I had to take them all out before they could expand their terror." What Goku said was a half-truth. He could not let them know why he really went after them. In the JL's perspective, Goku and his friends were considered heroes. Perhaps even superheroes.
However, the Z-Fighters were NOT heroes. What they have done in their lives involved nothing but the dragon balls or any vendettas that came after them. None of the martial artists went into cities just to stop crime, putting people in jail, etcetera. Remembering what his middle child said, Goku knew the JL were involved with hero work including even the smallest of bank robberies. Something Gohan also did whenever he was on his way to Orange Star City to attend high school. All in all, they were simply martial artists/warriors that wish to go on their personal lives while protecting their loved ones. The Saiyans, Goku particularly, wished for a good fight to surpass his limits.
Batman gained a frown on his visage. "I see. In that case, what you have done probably prevented another catastrophe. We owe you our thanks." In his mind however, he had different thoughts. 'So these individuals were involved. Even though they have saved the planet like us, it does not change that they are possible threats since they rival Superman in power and Wonder Woman in combat. Even Flash in speed most likely. Just who are these people?'
John Stewart, one of the Green Lantern Corporation, scowled. "That does not change the fact that you are a part of a barbaric race that wreaks havoc. Who knows that one of you will try to destroy Earth?"
The usually cheerful Goku darkened his face. "I'd advise you to keep your mouth shut. You don't know me and never knew my path. I thought you're a righteous hero but what I see is a hypocrite passing on false ideals."
Vegeta smirked. He forgot how sometimes Kakarot's Saiyan side could kick in well. He glanced at the the dark-skinned man. He remembered his run-ins with the Green Lantern Corp. and he would be damned if they attempt to detain him right now. "He's right you know. Kakarot had done nothing wrong. If anything, you should be aiming at me but maybe you're just a coward wearing tights," he mocked.
"Listen jackass, I've had –
"Enough! We are in a meeting. Your personal problems should not surface around even in this conference. Am I understood?" Batman threatened. John managed to gulp and nod; ashamed of himself. Vegeta merely scoffed. To him, no one could be taken seriously. Not even some costumed freak.
Batman looked back at the warriors. "Back to the matter at hand. Based on your facial features, it's obvious that you three Saiyans were the blonde-haired fighters; meaning you three are also capable of the power Cell had."
That shocked the entire League. Skeptical eyes formed on some members while dread formed on others. He then continued "This also means you guys were also involved with a magic monster named… Majin Buu. Tell me, where did he go? I haven't heard of him for six years."
"…Yes, we were involved with that. Like Cell, we made sure he wouldn't cause anymore mayhem," Goku said as his face hardened. His implication caused the atmosphere to thicken. The Z-Fighters felt stern glares from the table.
Aquaman, a tall, muscular, bearded Caucasian male with short blonde hair and wore orange scale-mail tunic and dark green leggings, was downright angry. "We do not commit murder. Not even to our enemies! Why didn't you just lock them up?!"
Piccolo glared at him. "You have no idea of what we went through. There were no other options. Cell himself was ready to destroy the Earth including the Solar System. We could not let that happen. Majin Buu turned everyone into candy and was also going to destroy the Milky Way." Fear crept up on the weaker leaguers. Their precious galaxy would have been gone. "So what gives you the right to judge us when none of you have experienced true terror and maniacal beings?" The lone Namekian jabbed.
The Man of Steel made a counter. Or at least attempted to. "That's not how it works. Enemies don't deserve death. It would make us no better than them," protested Superman. The rest of the JL nodded in agreement. Even though the Z-Fighters couldn't see what they were doing, they knew most of the western heroes were discretely charging their attacks. It was obvious by their ki. "Killing would make us no different from them. Revenge is never the answer."
Vegeta chuckled. "I'm not surprised one bit. You call yourselves heroes but don't have the guts to finish the deed to protect everyone," he mockingly said, arising anger from the costumed individuals.
"Like you're one to talk, you bastard! Don't forget you are part of the race that destroys planets!" shouted Green Lantern (Hal), "Oa knows of your despotic crimes. You shouldn't even be frolicking in our home!" The Saiyan Prince laughed.
"I remember you now. Back when I was traveling to Namek, you and your team tried to lock me up. Be happy I spared you and your team, none of you was even a challenge," Vegeta mockingly said. Goken facepalmed. 'Of course he does this. Leave it to Vegeta to mess it up for us,' he thought in embarrassment.
Hal stood up and held out his ring. A green aura emanated out. "I'll show you a challenge you scum-
The leaguer's hand was held. Hal's eyes turned to his colleague, John. "Hal! What do you think you're doing?! You can't attack him in front of everyone! You're giving us a bad name!" he yelled. Said Lantern looked down. The ground was interesting to him.
"Now that we're back at the discussion again." The Dark Knight glared at Hal. "Superman is right, killing does not solve the problem. Quite frankly, you guys will be stopped one day if you continue this path."
That threat pissed them off. "You still don't get it. The villains we've faced would take our mercy for granted. They can come back and start killing again and then we'll have to fight them, again," scowled Tien. The former Crane student had a past of murder and he was ashamed. But what he and the Z-Fighters have always done was most certainly not murder.
"He's right, we've fought a tyrant that controlled a quadrant of the universe at one point and his goons of planet poachers. These types of threats are something that shouldn't be allowed to live," said Yamcha, clearly referring to Frieza. The western heroes and their ignorance irritated the bandit to the point where he couldn't stand looking at their faces.
Gohan had been silent throughout the interaction. He remembered hearing about the heroes from the western nation of Earth before Goken. Hell, he even considered working with them at some point! But now that he saw how they not only finish their enemies, but the fact that they had members judging his father for being a Saiyan had disappointed him. For once in his life, Gohan had felt ashamed when he aspired to be one of them: a superhero.
"Kakarot, I don't see the point of coming here. It's not like they're going to stop us from saving this ball of dirt," said Vegeta. He could tell those costumed freaks were afraid of him. Probably to the point where if he stopped someone from invading the planet, he would be the actual threat. It wasn't like he cared but rather what would happen if Bulma caught wind of it. Hell would break loose.
"Just wait a minute, Vegeta," said Goku. He then looked at Batman. "Is there any more questions, Batman?"
"No, now we can get to the main point." The Dark Knight then narrowed his eyes. "Despite your… methods to stop villains, we, the Justice League, have a proposition for you and your team. We invite you guys to join the Justice League. However, your son I presume appears to be too young so he'll be invited to join the Team. The team is composed of most of our protégés. All in favor?"
Most of everyone raised your hand except for Green Lantern (John and Hal), Aquaman, and Manhunter accepted.
"Those who aren't?" The latter had raised their hands.
"I don't think they should be considered heroes, Batman. They all have power that matches that accursed Majin Buu. Who knows if they will destroy the Earth? Also, don't forget that they have Saiyans in their group. That alien race was mostly responsible for the various empty planets," said Green Lantern (John). That shocked the entire JL. Some were having second thoughts about letting them join.
Goku scowled. "Your point? I didn't even know about the Saiyans until nineteen years ago. You don't know who I am let alone what I've done with my life so you can go fuck yourself."
The JL and the Z-Fighters were shocked. Vegeta then laughed his ass off. "I don't believe it! Kakarot there may be hope for you."
The enraged lantern exploded. "That still doesn't change that you are a part of that filthy-!"
"SHUT UP!" Gohan shouted. Everyone turned to the enraged Saiyan hybrid. "I don't believe it! You're supposed to be a hero with a good sense of judgement! Heck, I actually considered joining the force. Dad's right, you are nothing but a filthy and a pathetic hypocrite. I thought you would understand about discrimination but I guess I was wrong. Head news for you, I'm the Great Saiyaman, a hero that protected Satan City and you have the nerves to disgrace my father for his background. You're just pathetic trash in my eyes," coldly stated Gohan. If Goken were to see this, he would have a field day of amusement at seeing Gohan on a verbal rampage.
John felt offended and disgusted at Gohan's words but chose to stay silent. Maybe he had been a bit too prejudice. A little.
Despite the outburst, it was still a meeting and the rest of the JL had yet to put their opinions on the matter.
"Batman, you have to reconsider your offer. These guys allow themselves to kill. Kill! All of us have a strict moral code so I can't really trust them," said Aquaman. He was displeased at Batman's suggestion.
"These guys are not criminals because if they were, then we would know their activities and stop them at all costs. Even if they're not heroes, I can recognize warriors from a mile away and they've done their part in stopping crime," said Wonder Woman, shocking the league. "You lot have the gall to judge these people! You should all be ashamed!" Her words struck more than any lightning on a rainy day.
"While having new members, especially powerhouses that are capable of strength similar with Superman, I have to agree with Aquaman. I can't really trust them since I do not know their intentions. In fact, I could not read their minds at all, said Manhunter. His words surprising his fellow league members. If the eastern martial artists could resist mind probing, what could they have in mind?
The Z-Fighters frowned at the Martian. Piccolo scowled. "Yeah, we've noticed. Do you really think we'd let outsiders invade our minds? Who the hell do you think you are? What we keep is very confidential so you should have known that from the beginning."
"That's enough!" Batman commanded. His shout silenced the whole room. "You all will have time to think over our offer. You're free to go as you may."
With that, the Z-Fighters all huddled up with Goku and teleported out of the Watchtower, shocking the JL members.
Training Room
"Thirty thousand one…thirty thousand two…thirty thousand three…" counted Goken as he kept performing his exercise: Doing sit-ups with a monkey bar while lifting a barbell. The half-Saiyan was also sweating badly. He did not want his clothes to get soaked in his sweat but he had no choice. However, he managed to have extra clothing from a spare capsule he kept in case. He was so focused in his exercise that he didn't notice the teen group walking in.
"Whoa! Talk about feeling the burn!" screamed Robin and Kid Flash. Goken groaned at the interruption as he stopped his power exercising. He turned and saw The Team amazed. Zatanna had to look away from Goken due to his intensive handsome face. Even Miss Martian had the decency to blush. She almost thought he was as attractive as Superboy.
After he got down with a backflip that would put the Flying Graysons to shame, Goken walked up to them. "Can you guys tell me why did you interrupt my exercising?"
Kid Flash answered "Well, we came here to tell you that Batman needed you back in the mission room. Sounds important to me."
"Hn," Goken grunted as he picked up his dirty pile and walked out.
"What's his deal?" asked Kid Flash. The others shook their heads.
Mission Room
The teenage Saiyan had returned to the "training" room and saw Batman through an advanced monitor. He hid a scowl when he stared at the Dark Knight. He never liked him ever since that day. Goken knew Batman was cautious of his friends, his family.
"I take it you didn't like being put there?" he asked rhetorically.
Goku's son rolled his eyes. "Gee, what gave that away?" he bit back evenly. Batman narrowed his eyes but didn't indulge.
"Well, I have news for you, Goken. The meeting had ended but I have a proposition for you before you leave," Batman said.
Goken was about to open his mouth but he was cut off. "As of right now, your friends were offered to join the league. You too could have been offered a spot but you are still a teenager. Because of that, I'm offering you to join The Team. They are a team of protégés trained to handle covert missions through teamwork. I believe someone of your caliber would make you a great asset-
"No." That threw off Batman and he was known for holding in the tiniest amount of emotions. "What makes you think I want to join your league, let alone a group of teens?"
"When your friends and I conversed, they've told us of their hero work. I'm sure you're familiar with Cell and Majin Buu yes?"
"Well, I was still in my diapers at the Cell Games but yes I was around when Majin Buu was wreaking havoc," grumbled Goken, "Okay, I understand what you're saying but I'm not really a hero, let alone some superhero. The villains you've mentioned were just genocidal maniacs that had to be put down before they could threaten this planet." With that sentence, Goken had put two fingers on his forehead and vanished. The display of Instant Transmission surprised Batman.
'How can they teleport instantly…?'
Unknown to Goku's middle child, The Team had been a couple of feet behind him and overheard the conversation.
"Did that bastard just say he was not a hero?! We let a criminal in the base!" exclaimed a pissed off Superboy. Manhunter's niece placed a hand on his shoulder, signaling the clone of Superman to calm down.
"If he was a bad guy, why didn't he just attack us instantly? Maybe there's more to the situation," said a surprisingly perceptive Kid Flash.
"Never thought I'd have to agree with you, Wally. We have never heard of Goken or his friends before so maybe they just save the world on some occasions." Aqualad said with his two cents.
Robin narrowed his eyes. Suspicion etched into his frame as Goken's last sentence caught his ears. "Maniacs that are put down? I'm not really feeling whelm about this. Goken could be a killer or at least his friends are."
"Let's not judge others, Robin. You do not know these people and what they have done," said Canary. Although she was not in the meeting, Dinah had a feeling it did not really go that well.
"I hope that is the case. They are a part of Earth like us so we should not bear any negative thinking," said Aqualad. His wisdom was the reason why he became the leader of the teens.
Son Household
"… and that's when I left Mount Justice. He actually thought I was going to join his team just to watch my movements," explained Goken. It was nighttime and therefore, the Son family was eating dinner. Gohan was at his own house so Pan and Videl didn't come over. Chi-Chi was irritated after Goken finished telling everyone his experience at Mount Justice. Goten was thankful that he never came with the Z-Fighters.
"Hmph! The nerve of them!" Chi-Chi huffed. The Saiyans in the house sweatdropped.
"Well, what do you think about the proposal Dad?" he asked them both.
"I honestly don't think it'd be good for me," Goku said shrugging, "I'm not sure if you know this, but everything in our life involved the dragon balls or any vendettas against me. None of it involved protecting this planet. Also, you would be surprised what Gohan did. You'll have to ask him what happened."
"If what you're saying is true about Gohan, I'm inclined to believe that," Goten frowned. "You're right though, Dad. It's not like we go out our way every day to stop criminals from robbery and extortion or any of that nonsense. The cops can handle that."
Goku smiled. "Very true, son. Besides, they did not like how we have dealt with Cell and Majin Buu. Apparently, we should have locked them up in some place for good and be above killing or whatever nonsense they've spouted. The western part of Earth is too weird for me."
"Of course dad, that's the problem. That Joker creep I've seen on television numerous times manages to escape out of jail and continues to kill more innocent civilians. It makes no sense," scowled the middle child.
He then got up. "Well, I'm done for the night, I'll be going to bed. Goodnight." Goken picked up his dishes and washed them. Then he went up to his bedroom whilst changing his clothing attire, and plopped onto his mattress, sleep overwhelming him.
Next Day
Goken sighed. He didn't think that he would end up in one of Bulma's Capsule Corp ceremonies. What started as a harmless prank from Trunks led to Bulma conveniently dragging him to this mess.
The half-Saiyan stood wearing his casual tuxedo. It was gray on the blazer and pants. His dress shirt was white with black buttons. His dress shoes were brown with a red tint, which resembled fresh wood in autumn. Unfortunately, Goken had to force his hair down with some Saiyan gel that Vegeta had helped Bulma invent. It made his hair slick back except a few front spikes. For some reason, GO
Apparently, the Capsule Corporation was going to introduce a brand new vehicle that consisted of a bathroom and a mini-Kitchen. Only Goken knew the design since not only he helped make it, but he had ran a few test runs. The wonders of being Bulma's apprentice can really be beneficial.
"Why am I in this mess Bulma?" he grumbled/asked.
"I needed support when I present my inventions," she replied. "Vegeta is busy with our daughter and Gohan is doing his studies so that leaves you."
"What about Trunks? Surely, he is more suitable. I mean he is taking over Capsule Corp. right?" urged Goken. His desperate tone was too obvious.
Bulma giggled. "You do have a point. However," Bulma's face turned serious. "Look over there, doesn't that man look any familiar?"
Goken looked at Bulma's direction and his eyes laced confusion. He only saw two men. One that lacked hair and blue eyes. The other with black hair and black eyes. The only half-Saiyan in the vicinity then checked out their ki signatures. The former's ki was similar Superboy, who he never cared about much. The latter's ki on the other hand…
"Crap, of course he comes in here. He just keeps pining after our asses," Goken muttered. His language earned himself a little smack on the head courtesy of Bulma.
"You seriously have to watch your tongue. Otherwise, I can tell Chi-Chi she'll need soap for that dirty mouth," Bulma smirked. "What were you muttering about by the way?"
Goken leaned and whispered. "It's that Batman guy that interrogated us. I guess this is an excuse to keep surveillance on us."
The Capsule Corp heiress giggled. "It makes sense that a billionaire can afford all those weapons," she said while Goken snorted in agreement. "But can you tell me who the other guy is?"
"Well, I never saw this guy before but his ki is most similar to that Superboy from that sidekick team I was with yesterday," said Goken. His eyebrows furrowed in confusion.
Before both of them could respond, one of Bulma's workers ran up to them. "Mrs. Briefs, your speech is in thirty seconds!"
"My bad my bad, I'll be there! Goken, I'll let you know when your cue comes," she declared before sprinting towards the podium with her high heels.
Goken sighed. While Bulma had made it to the center of her audience, Goken hid behind the curtains so he could wait for his cue.
"Welcome everyone to Capsule Corporation. For those of you that waited for my latest invention, it's right behind you!" Like magic, the brand new car was right there. It had rims that hued an electric blue when on concrete contact. The audience began clapping, impressed of the amazing vehicle.
"As you can see, this car is much different from the outside," Bulma whipped out a remote from her jacket and a monitor appeared from above. The screen displayed the interior of the car. The vehicle consisted of seats that were individually set with various buttons that were filled with options. It confused some of them while the others were interested.
Bulma then said "These features will blow your minds. Each of them represents a mini room. A barbershop, kitchen, bedroom, even a bathroom!"
No more than two seconds, the rich people had their money up. They screamed for that vehicle. Goken had to hide his laughter lest he'd get himself caught.
"Calm down calm down. This is not even the half part! My wonder apprentice Goken will tell you the rest of the vehicle."
Goken had appeared in the screen waving at the hungry customers. The black haired man (Batman) was surprised. 'I see. I remember hearing about the Z-Fighters being affiliated with the Capsule Corporation but to think they also affiliated with THE Bulma Briefs herself. I need to investigate this further.'
"Hello everyone. My name's Goken and I will be showing you the much better features of this invention. We'll start off with the kitchen," he over his seat and pressed the left button. It walled up itself and blocked the driver seat from sight. That enticed the rich individuals. The monitor changed its view to Goken again, only this time in a close-up view along with the mini-culinary room. "Right here, you have your utensils and your stove. The miniature stove heats up to around six hundred degrees Fahrenheit. Don't worry, the heat won't radiate your face and cause health risks," lectured Goken.
Then he pressed exit mode and pressed another button to set up the bedroom. The pillows were made of the softest feathers Bulma could find. The car seat then transformed into a mini bed, which caused the vehicle to expand itself a little to adjust the space. Goken then said "Now this right here is the miniature bedroom. There's a tiny alarm clock in case you need a certain time to wake up."
Once again he pressed exit mode and set up the bathroom. "This is pretty much the same as any other bathroom. The only difference is that there is plenty of toilet paper and fresheners to prevent stenches." Goken knew he was lazy but there was no point of telling people how to use a bathroom. Plain ridiculous.
"Thank you Goken. If any of you want to buy this invention, all of you will have to sign your name on this paper, write out the payment, and your addresses. If you do not have the right currency, I have a currency exchange machine down to the left over there. Your vehicle will be shipped in front of your house/mansion before dusk," said Bulma.
Almost immediately, every rich individual ran up with his or her wallet out. The rest of them ran to the exchange machine. Goken had stepped out of the curtains and walked by the door to exit. He felt someone creeping up towards him and turned around.
"Hi Mr. Goken, it's a pleasure to meet you. I'm Bruce Wayne, owner of the Wayne Enterprises," said the black haired man while he held out his hand.
"Nice to meet you too sir," smiled Goken. He knew Bruce's identity but he wouldn't call him out on the spot.
"I liked your presentation. I'm looking forward to this vehicle later on. Tell me, are you looking forward to this new car? It will look good for coffee purposes," said Bruce.
"Why yes, I am Mr. Wayne. I just got my driver's license a month ago. Having lunch while driving to anywhere you want feels great," said the half-Saiyan, his mouth slightly watered when he mentioned food. Then his phone rang. "Well, I can't ignore this call. It was nice meeting you Mr. Wayne," said Goken while he walked out of CC.
He then picked up the phone. "Hello?"
"Goken, I need you to get some groceries before you get home," his mother Chi-Chi said.
"Sure thing, Mom," he responded while hanging up. He already knew what items were needed. Some tomatoes, onions, lettuce, name it. (1)
Afternoon
Goken had already collected what his mother needed, purchased them, and was now home. His mother was happy that he did not have any issues unlike his father, to which she whipped out her infamous frying pan and whacked him on the forehead for his ridiculousness.
As of right now, Goken was with his parents. His niece Pan was also with them due to that her parents were away on a business meeting. His younger brother, Goten, was in West City most likely with Trunks and Bulla. The middle child chuckled when he remembered his mom teasing Goten about him marrying Bulla. The young teen was blushing wildly from the teasing. It was obvious he gained a huge crush on her and hoped he would gain the courage and confidence to go out with her.
After they were finished, Goken had decided to wash the dishes for them. While he did so, his father decided to strike a conversation. "Hey son, did you enjoy helping Bulma with presenting the new invention? I was watching you, you know," Goku said. He and his wife loved watching Goken helping their longtime friend with her projects.
"Yeah. At first, I didn't really like it but I was having fun shocking those obnoxious rich people. Their faces were too priceless!" That made the family laugh at the ridiculous pun.
"Oh my baby boy, I'm so proud of you. Now I have two successful millionaires in the making," Chi-Chi squealed in delight. Hopefully, she could build up the Son House more.
"Unkie Go'en! I wan 2 play wit u! Wues Ceet!" Pan laughed out.
Goken sheepishly smiled. "Sorry Panny. "Bulma is still running business in Capsule Corp. at this time." When he saw Pan about to cry, Goken held his hands up quickly. "I'm sure tomorrow she won't be as busy."
The little bundle of joy pouted but nodded in understanding. She suddenly floated off her baby chair, surprising the family and then hugged Goken. "Pwamis me Go'en! Pwamis u wel ta'e me theer!"
Chuckling, Goken smiled and said "Sure thing, Panny. After all, I'm your favorite Uncle right?" She started giggling as the half-Saiyan tickled her stomach. His parents watched the scene with a happy smile.
"Oh look at our son, Goku. He'll be an excellent father. Hopefully, soon so I can have more grandkids!"
Her husband laughed. "Yeah, I love being a Grandpa. Grandpa Goku has a nice ring to it." Memories of him and his adoptive grandfather played in his mind. He regretted not listening to his grandfather but he was happy that he was in peace.
Cut! I guess you guys are disappointed that this lacked fights but I guarantee that there will be a fight scene on the next chapter. Anyway, I have an unofficial incomplete chapter of my original DBZxDC story and it's up to you guys if you all want me to upload it on the story itself!
To make up for no fight scenes, I've provided you guys something juicy!
Unofficial Chapter 4 snip
Gohan and Piccolo faced off on the arena. The world around them silent as they focused one another.
Piccolo took off his white cape and turban and dropped it onto the ground, creating a small crater underneath the cape. He then leaned back and popped his neck muscles. His face, now tense and firm, ready to give it his 100%.
Gohan was surprised for a moment before he too took off his weighted blue undershirt and gi top. He then dropped his wristbands and his gi belt and then put back on his gi top, exposing his upper chest. Gohan hunched over and stretched his knees and his lower back. He gave Piccolo a smirk and fell into a familiar demon fighting stance. Piccolo matching his ex-student's smirk and doing the same.
Both suddenly disappeared and reappeared at the center of the arena, blocking each other's forearm. They then exchanged kicks and haymakers, intending to draw first blood. Gohan feigned a right hook at Piccolo's jaw and used his other arm to do a deadly elbow jab towards him, only for Piccolo to block with both of his knees.
Gohan back-flipped ten feet away from Piccolo's personal space. He then rushed in again and drew back his arm to form a stretched punch. Piccolo jumped over and extended his foot to make an axe kick. The eldest son of Goku narrowly dodged it. Not giving the young fighter a chance to retaliate, Piccolo curved his leg and did a penalty soccer kick and struck Gohan in his right temple, which caused the half-Saiyan to be sent several feet away. However, it turned out it was an afterimage of Gohan, alarming the Namekian.
Piccolo's senses kicked in and blocked an incoming punch. When he turned around, he was struck by Gohan's other arm via uppercut. The Namekian Warrior, while flying towards the ground, had stretched one of his arms and grabbed Gohan's gi pants and threw him down to the ground along.
A sizeable dust cloud puffed up
They both stood, tiny sweat already appearing on their hardened visages.
Catching his breath, Gohan smirked. "Wow Piccolo, you have must trained hard to keep up with me."
Piccolo matched Gohan's smirk. "Heh, quit stealing my words kid. You honestly think you can win?"
"Let's find out shall we?"
Gohan began unleashing his power, a thick golden aura surrounding him. With one yell, Gohan's hair flashed golden, his black coal eyes turned greenish teal, and his muscles slightly bulged.
Piccolo's aura was bluish white as veins protruded around his head. Then Piccolo's aura turned dark purple, unleashing his true Namekian abilities.
Both stared at one another, silently waited for one another to make the first move. Then in an instant, they closed their distance in what one would say in an instance, multiple banging noises flickered in the air as no one bar the Z-Fighters could see the fight commencing. To the audience, it sounded like mini airplane crashes.
The announcer was shocked. "Amazing! These fighters are going at it and it looks like they are flying ladies and gentlemen! I wonder what kind of training they've went through to execute such powerful moves!" The old generation crowd roared in amazement. Back then, they've only seen ki blasts and advanced fighting. Today, now they are witnessing faster than light speed punches, flying, and colorful auras outside the fighters' bodies.
They got their money's worth.
Gohan ducked under a haymaker and then turned his body rightwards to do a power kick, which Piccolo blocked with his left knee. Piccolo had enough and stretched his right arm and formed it into a fist, catching Gohan off guard as the punch landed on the young man's jawbone. Gohan growled and grabbed Piccolo's stretched arm and yanked him towards himself and gave a powerful knee to the gut, eliciting a glob of saliva that spat out from the shaken Namekian. Holding both his hands over his head, Gohan gave a menacing double axe handle to Piccolo, which made even Vegeta flinch for the poor green alien.
Hopefully, that will satisfy for now. Also, here's a good teaser for what you'll expect in the third chapter of Dragon Justice.
Future chapter previews
"Mom, please! I can't do this!"
"No buts mister! You have to attend to high school at some point. I can't have you becoming a delinquent like your father."
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Goken flew around West City with Pan on his back. She wanted an 'airplane flight' instead of Goken's Instant Transmission.
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He then heard an engine in the sky. He turned around and groaned as he saw a red techno-aerodynamic airship. The ship was not what he was groaning about but rather who operated the airship. He decided to fly back down.
The airship went down and a door opened from its belly-like structure. The teens all hopped out, grins on their faces… except for a certain Kryptonian clone. All of them were in their personal attires.
"Yo Goken! How's it going pal?" greeted Kid Flash. Ever since yesterday, the team had been determined to know more about Goken. Hopefully, they would be able to get him to join their junior league. Batman knew their intentions and was secretly glad they were observing him. Canary also was interested in Goken and after learning from her fiancé Green Arrow about the Z-Fighters, the half-Saiyan would be an excellent addition to the team. The power of a Kryptonian, speed that could be faster than the Flash, and combat that would make any Amazon writhe in jealously.
After fighting down the urge to roll his eyes, Goken shrugged and responded "Doing fine I suppose. I was just going back home to catch some lunch. What about you guys?"
"You know, just feeling the aster. We just finished beating some bad guys," smirked Robin. "Anyway, we came here just to go around West City. We've never even heard of this city!"
"I agree with Robin. We've never seen flying vehicles before. This city is very advanced," said Aqualad.
"I'll say, and we saw you on TV. I can't believe you personally know THE Bulma Briefs!" squealed Zatanna. She was a fan of Bulma's inventions especially that make-up customizer a couple of months back.
Goken was a bit freaked out but replied nonetheless. "Of course I know Bulma. She and my father are longtime friends for a long time."
"Oh, you mean that man with the karate outfit?" asked Artemis. She remembered the group that came with the league. Canary had informed them of the group becoming possible new members like Goken being a member of the Team.
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"Who the hell are you?!" Goken shouted as he fell into a fighting stance.
The unknown assailant's eyes glowed red. "Access: Saiyan."