Dragonball AF
I've seen a lot people do their own Dragonball AF series, so I finally decided to take a shot at doing my own. I'm going to try and give Goku a little bit less of the spotlight and let other characters have their moments as well. The first two or three chapters are really just for getting things back on track after GT. This is my first ever fanfic so any constructive criticism or helpful comments will be greatly appreciated.
Trunks: blah ... blah ... blah ... just get on with the story ...
Zabrula: Ok ... Ok ... Well, here it is. Hope you enjoy-
Goten: STOP! STOP! STOP!
Zabrula: What?!
Goten: You're forgetting something ...
Zabrula: Uh ...?
Goten: A DISCLAIMER!
Zabrula: Oh yeah ... why don't you say it for me?
Goten: Say it yourself ...
Zabrula: Ok ... Whatever ... here it is ...
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Dragonball/Z/GT or anything related, except my own made up characters. Everything else belongs to their respectful owners.
Zabrula: Happy now?
Goten: Yes ... kind of ...
Trunks: Would you just get on with the story!
Zabrula: Ok ... fine ... someone's in a bad mood ... *Rolls eyes*
Here's my story. Hope you enjoy it! R&R please ...
Sandorian Saga
Chapter 1 - The Earth's Special Force
He pushed his body down and then up and then down again in a steady rhythm.
'10,997… 10,998… 10,999…' he said keeping his breathing steady. His right leg was a few centimetres up in the air while his left hand behind his back. His right hand index finger taking most of the weight as he continued his push ups.
He had worn a black top, some jeans, cut his hair short and grew a moustache sometime ago but found out that they didn't suit him. The moustache is gone, he had let his hair grow back to its natural form and was wearing a stylish Saiyan outfit.
Vegeta has been through the toughest time of his life in terms of training. Since Kakarot had left with the Eternal Dragon, three years ago, he had been so bent over the idea that Kakarot was going to train with or receive special training from the Dragon and become much stronger than him that it was a rare sight to see him doing anything other than training.
'11,000…' Vegeta said as he suddenly did a back flip landing neatly in front of the machine. He turned it off and the Gravity went all the way from x925 to normal earth's gravity. His body felt much lighter. All this training must really be paying off, he thought as he walked over to the side of the room where a white towel was hung over a small rail about a metre long. He picked it up and began to rub his face.
He put the towel down and headed for the door. The door moaned and squealed as it was opened for the first time in a few days. He made his way to his room where he put on a new set of clothes. 'Woman!' He shouted over to the living room where Bulma was sitting. 'Clean these clothes for me!'
'He spends all day training and the moment he comes out he orders me about!' She muttered under her breath.
'What did you say woman?!' she heard Vegeta's irritated voice calling to her.
'Nothing,' she said quickly. Oops, She had forgotten that Saiyans had much better hearing than humans, 'I'll get your clothes in a minute.' she shouted back.
Satisfied that he had done everything he needed to, for now, he headed outside for some fresh air. He stepped out of Capsule Corp. to be met with the cold breeze that he enjoyed so much.
Kakarot, he thought, looking up to the never ending sky, the blutz waves generator had turned me Super Saiyan four but it didn't make it possible for me to turn Super Saiyan four at will. If I had ever wanted to turn Super Saiyan four again I had to do it using the generator. That's something which I didn't like; in fact I very much despised it. That's why I set it upon myself to achieve the Legendary Super Saiyan four state all on my own, no blutz waves – no nothing. And guess what? I succeeded. I know you'll be back, Kakarot, but I don't know when. But whenever you come I'll be ready for you and we'll have another battle to truly decide who is stronger.
With that thought in mind Vegeta went through all the transformations of a Saiyan. All the way from Super Saiyan one to Super Saiyan four with a look of determination on his face.
'The Earth's Special Force!' shouted Gohan and in one fluid motion performed a back-flip landing neatly on one knee. He was wearing his normal Great Saiyaman gear. 'Including – The Great Saiyaman!'
'The Gold Fighter!' said Trunks in his SSJ state as he performed a somersault landing carefully to Gohan's right. True to his name, Trunks was wearing gold trousers, a black vest and a gold fighting top above that. He had a black belt tied around his waist. He also had a golden cape and gold gloves, he had sun glasses which were also gold and was wearing black shoes.
'The Incredible Rakayaman!' said Goten as he performed a back-flip, adding some complicated turns and manoeuvres while in mid-air and landing smartly to Gohan's left. He was wearing a black cape and the rest of his clothing was the same as the Great Saiyaman except coloured blue. He was SSJ and wearing sunglasses to avoid being recognised, even though he doesn't really mind if he gets recognised but Gohan had told him, "what's the point in having a secret identity if you're going to tell everyone about it?"
'And… Papayaman!' shouted Majuub as he performed a backwards somersault and efficiently landed behind Gohan. He was also wearing his normal Papayaman clothes.
Gohan was kneeling on his right knee, and using his right hand, pressed firmly against the ground to steady himself. He was being flanked on both sides by Goten and Trunks both standing with their hands crossed, and finally, Majuub was standing behind him posing with his hands on his hips. They all had watches that enabled them to communicate with each other; they were all coloured black except for Trunks' which was Gold.
Then as one they extended their hands and formed the world wide known sign for peace while smiling from ear to ear.
'That was perfect!' exclaimed Gohan.
'Yeah…' replied Goten unenthusiastically.
They had only thought about making this team last week and after some convincing Gohan and Majuub had managed to get Goten and Trunks to join. Two days ago they had registered themselves to the police and told them how to contact them if they were ever needed. Today was the first day they had come together and started practising their "entrance" and after a day's work they had finally got it right.
Clap! Clap! Clap!
'That was the best so far.' said Pan as she approached them. She had tried to get in the team herself but after a few failed attempts had become content with being a kind of manager for them.
'Um… yea… ok… but don't you think that even though I'm called "The Gold Fighter", that… um… I've got a bit… um… too much gold?" asked Trunks for the tenth time in the last hour, cringing at the prospect of the other's response.
'NO!' they all shouted in unison, but before they could take it any further they saw Vegeta coming. Trunks was very much relieved at the sudden appearance of his father taking their attention of him. He appeared to be walking round to the front door of Capsule Corp. His hands were in his pockets as he walked slowly but powerfully to his destination.
Seeing Vegeta out in the open has been a rare sight and Gohan wasn't going to let it pass easily. He swiftly walked over to Vegeta, thinking over in his head what he was going to say.
'Hey! Vegeta,' he said as he reached him. Vegeta abruptly stopped and looked Gohan in the eye.
'What do you want?' he said, evidently not in a good mood.
'I was thinking… um…' Gohan paused trying to find the right words for what he wanted to say, 'maybe you could join us…?'
Vegeta gave his trademark "hmph" before replying. 'And what? Pose around like a total idiot?'
Gohan was on the defensive he had to make this as great as possible. It wasn't hard with Goten and Trunks he told them they'll get really popular and BOOM!- They were in. He suspected that popularity wouldn't win over Vegeta though. He had to think of something quick.
'Um… You don't have to pose,' he said.
'No thanks.' Vegeta replied with absolutely no interest.
'You don't have to wear a costume…' Gohan quickly offered, blocking Vegeta's way.
'I'm fine.' Vegeta said going around Gohan.
Gohan moved back in front of Vegeta again. A nervous smile covered his face as he sensed the Saiyan Prince getting irritated.
'You could be our leader, we'll do anything you say.' he made his final offer.
He was right. Vegeta was getting irritated.
'Get out of my way!' Vegeta shouted as he shoved Gohan to the side and continued on his way to the front door. He opened the door went inside and closed it. The soft thud! of the door closing being the only sound that broke the silence.
They had no time to talk about what just happened, as suddenly Majuub's watch began beeping. He pressed a button and spoke into it.
'Papayaman here. Is there something wrong?'
'Yes, Papayaman we've got a bit of a situation on our hands,' a voice replied. 'We'd like the assistance of "The Earth's Special Force". A bunch of lunatics have taken the mayor and a few of his servants as hostages and demand a ransom of 30 million Zeni for his release. The incident is taking place in the city centre. They threatened to shoot if we come any closer.'
'Ok, we're on our way. Just hang on for a bit more time.' Majuub replied.
With that Papayaman, The Gold Fighter, The Great Saiyaman and The Incredible Rakayaman flew over to the city centre to perform their duty.
Trunks listened as Gohan went over the plan one last time. Gohan and Majuub were to take care of the gang while Goten and Trunks were to evacuate all the people out of danger and into safety.
Trunks didn't look particularly happy and flew over near Goten where he spoke what was in his mind.
'I think they're just trying to get all the attention for themselves, beating up the bad guys… and we're stuck with clean up duty…' he said.
'You can say that again!' replied Goten who was equally frustrated and annoyed at the seemingly obvious unfairness of the plan. Why can't Trunks and I take care of the gang, and Majuub and Gohan evacuate all the people to safety? Totally unfair! He thought.
When they reached the city centre the scene that emerged was one of a policeman desperately trying to avoid the millions of bullets fired at him the instant he got out of cover, before finally jumping into safety behind a police car. Another policeman who had tried to sneak from behind the gang experienced the same wrath before jumping behind the safety of a pillar.
The gang was standing in front of the mayor's large mansion with the mayor himself tied and a gun was placed so that it is pointing towards his temple. Trunks presumed that the rest of the hostages were inside.
Citizens crowded in and began talking among themselves.
'This is something the police aren't going to be able to solve without paying the money.' A middle aged man said.
'I'll be amazed if anyone could solve this without paying the money.' replied a middle aged woman.
'I knew their luck would run out soon.' An elderly man said.
Soon everyone in the street was engaged in an open debate expressing their opinion. Voices grew louder and louder as they tried to make themselves heard.
'Ok, does everyone remember the plan?' asked Gohan. They all nodded. 'Then let's go!'
Goten and Trunks headed for the hostages ignoring the threats of the gang leader as they passed him. He was about to shoot when the gun was knocked out of his hands and a small punch deemed him unconscious. Why do they get all the fun?
As Trunks went inside he found out that he was in fact right and the rest of the hostages were here, but what was better is that they were guarded. Gohan and Majuub don't need to know about these members of the gang, he thought as a smile crossed his face.
In no time the first guard was lying face down on the ground unconscious. He was about to execute a roundhouse kick on the second guard when he suddenly collapsed to the floor.
"You didn't think I'll miss out on the fun did you?" asked Goten giving Trunks a friendly smile. Trunks smiled back before taking three hostages outside and leaving the other two for Goten. Goten quickly picked them up and joined his friend.
'The Great Saiyaman! Papayaman!'
'The Great Saiyaman! Papayaman!'
'The Great Saiyaman! Papayaman!'
The deafening cheers were the first thing they heard as soon as they went outside. They gently placed the mayor's servants down and looked around for where Gohan and Majuub were. Then they spotted them performing a number of poses for the more than delighted crowd.
'They're getting all the credit! As if we hadn't done anything at all!' said Goten barely containing his anger. 'But we can't do anything about it because they're much stronger than us!'
'Do you know something Goten?' Trunks asked in a clam and quiet voice.
'What?'
'It's two weeks until The World Martial Arts Tournament,'
'So…?'
'Why don't we get stronger and surprise them there?'
'Sorry to burst your bubble, Trunks, but two weeks is no where near enough.'
Trunks just smiled. 'Follow me.'