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Here is chapter six. Hope you enjoy it :D
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Chapter 6 – Still Alive?
The announcer was obviously excited. He picked up his microphone with his right hand and raised his left hand in the air.
'Okay, Folks! A decision has been made,' he paused to add more to the suspense.
'This match has been declared a draw! And because of the absolutely extraordinary match these two brilliant contestants have put on, they will both be fighting Mr. Satan for the title of the "World's Greatest Fighter"!'
The crowd was delighted and certainly approved of the decision. To prove this every single one stood up and gave a round of applause to show their respect to Goten and Trunks.
Gohan and Majuub went over to help Trunks and Goten get on their feet.
'That was amazing!' said Majuub as he took Trunks' arm and put it round his shoulder. Trunks managed a weak smile.
'That was more than amazing!' said Gohan as he did the same with Goten. 'How did you get to Super Saiyan three?!'
They led them both inside and then Gohan went to get some senzu beans from Korin. The final match was due to start in 15 minutes.
'Uncle Goten! Trunks!' said Pan as she came over to them. 'You two were brilliant.
'Thanks,' said Goten.
'You didn't give Vegeta and Gohan anytime to react,' said Majuub.
Trunks laughed. 'That was the idea,' he said. 'I'm sure if we had given my Dad anytime to react he would've probably gone Super Saiyan four and beat the hell out of us!'
They all joined in and laughed.
After Gohan had given them the senzu beans, Trunks and Goten started their match with Mr. Satan. In the end Mr. Satan was able to retain his title once again as he managed to fend off his two contenders.
After the match Vegeta had called Trunks, Goten and Gohan. Using his index and middle fingers Vegeta had pressed lightly underneath their ribcages, which suddenly caused their tails to grow. Vegeta had said that if they ever wanted to get past Super Saiyan three they would need a tail. The procedure didn't hurt but it had left them feeling nauseous.
After that they had gone to meet with the others outside. Pan, Bra and Marron immediately split from the main group and went on their own mini-tour around the place. The rest of the group were congratulating Trunks and Goten on their performance. After a while the subject of Onizak was finally remembered.
'Majuub,' said Master Roshi. 'Why did you enter as two people?'
'What?' asked Majuub, not knowing what Master Roshi was talking about. The old man's finally cracked, he thought.
'Where did you get that wig from?' asked Yamcha.
'What wig?'
'Come on… drop the act Majuub,' said Krillin. 'We know that you're Onizak.'
'What are you talking about?!' Majuub said. He felt really confused and needed to know what was going on.
'You're not Onizak, are you?' Krillin asked quietly.
'No….'
'Then who is Onizak?!' asked Yamcha.
'I don't care who that guy is!' Vegeta said, talking for the first time since they left the arena. 'I'm going home.'
Gohan wasted no time once he got home. He quickly grabbed something to eat and then went outside to start his training. He went to an un-occupied area.
Gohan looked around wondering how he should start his training. He looked over to his right and saw a huge boulder lying there. Perfect, he thought as he drew a small box on the ground. After that he walked over to the boulder and picked it up. Then he made his way back to the box and threw the boulder into the air and cut it to lots of small pieces. He then let them all rain down on him as he tried to dodge them without leaving the box.
He had managed to dodge most of them but was hit by a few. He repeated the exercise over and over. When he was able to dodge all of them he increased the size and amount of the boulders and decreased the size of the box he then repeated the exercise again and again.
He had also asked Majuub to come later on so that he can help him train.
He trained for hours on end never stopping, doing the same exercise, determined to reach his goal, until Majuub finally arrived.
'Hi,' said Majuub.
'Thanks for coming,' said Gohan. 'I'm trying to reach Super Saiyan three. Don't hold anything back; hopefully this should toughen me a bit.' Gohan was planning on fighting Majuub while in his base form, he knew he had no chance but hoped the experience would strengthen him.
Majuub nodded, 'Glad to be of service,'
They both charged each other as they started their training. Although this training was so as to strengthen Gohan it would also benefit Majuub.
There was total darkness. And then there was a morsel of light.
It had been a few weeks since the Tournament and two people have taken advantage of every second of that time. Alongside fighting with Majuub Gohan had taken to lifting, pushing and pulling mountains around. It was soon first page news when Mount Everest had been reported to have disappeared and was later found in the middle of Africa. Bulma came to see Gohan about this straight away and had him return it to its rightful place. The conclusion had been made that it was simply imagined that Mount Everest had never disappeared while in fact it was in the same place all along. Gohan from then on had stopped training with mountains and instead used other training exercises when he wasn't fighting with Majuub.
But right now he was.
He was slammed down again into the ground but he managed to get back up and continue. He had met with Majuub everyday at dawn and they would train all the way through until dusk, stopping only for essential needs.
The training had done both of them lots of good. But the effects were much greater on Gohan as he received most of the beating. His speed and strength have increased dramatically in the nine days from the different activities they had done alongside sparring. Gohan had powered up many times to his limits and tried to surmount them in hopes of achieving Super Saiyan three but he still couldn't.
Even through all his progress, Gohan felt as if something was not right. He had a feeling they were being watched. But when they looked around, no one was there.
'It's probably nothing,' Majuub said. Gohan agreed even though he still felt un-easy.
They returned to their training. There were a few drops of rain. Gohan unleashed a combination of attacks on Majuub. He blocked them all and aimed a punch at Gohan's head. Gohan saw it coming and ducked, he swung his leg trying to sweep Majuub's leg from underneath him but Majuub jumped upwards. Majuub then brought his legs down on Gohan's back. Gohan got up and continued.
Soon enough the sun went down under the horizon and the rain got much stronger.
'That's enough for today.' Majuub said contentedly. Gohan nodded and then watched as Majuub flew away.
He decided to stay for a few more hours, training, pushing himself to the limits, and beyond, in hope of achieving his goal.
Darkness.
There was a large figure. He was walking around in circles. He couldn't see where he's going. Or could he? He was looking for something. But what? He bumped into something. A wall. He felt around it, again searching for something. But he couldn't find it. He started hitting the wall in despair. He was trying to say something. But what? He was moving his mouth but nothing was coming out. He started moving around again.
The room is lighter now. He had a beard. He was pointlessly running around. Searching for something. Something he was desperate to get. But what? Again he was trying to say something. But again no sound was coming out. He started hitting everything around him. But there isn't anything around him. Or is there? It's too dark to see.
He went for one last try. He felt around with his hands for something. But he couldn't find it. He hit the floor in despair. He tried to say something or mouth. But nothing was coming out and it was too dark to see what he was mouthing.
Suddenly, everything was clear. Everything was visible. It was a large room. It was a huge room.
It was a huge prison!
He was trapped. He was searching for an exit. He was mouthing something.
'Help!'
He was King Vegeta!
Vegeta woke up startled and shocked. His father was alive?! If he is, he's trapped and he was going to save him. Vegeta got up. He put some Saiyan armour on and began his search for his trapped father.
At the end, after he finished all his exercises, he decided to try it. Try and see if he can do it. If he can do what he has been working for all this time. He powered up, Super Saiyan one, Super Saiyan two, and kept going. He was nearly there. It seemed like he had it. He thought that he had it. But it was all too much. He was tired. He was worn out. He was exhausted. He couldn't do it. He looked at himself hoping that he was wrong, hoping that he had become a Super Saiyan three. But he wasn't wrong. He was still only Super Saiyan two.
He hit the ground in despair, water running down his face. He couldn't do it. He was too weak. He let out a scream of anguish. And suddenly he felt different. He felt stronger, much stronger. He slowly moved his hands up to his face where his eyebrows were, but they were gone! He moved one of his hands behind his back, and there he could feel his hair, his long hair. He made it.
He ascended to Super Saiyan three!
Vegeta had been flying for some hours now. He'd looked almost everywhere taking great care not to overlook anything, not even the smallest detail. Saiyans, unlike humans, don't dream just for the sake of dreaming. Usually when Saiyans had dreams it meant something. It was something like a sign. And when a Saiyan had dreams it was expected of them to investigate, and that's what Vegeta was doing.
He landed on the ground and carefully inspected the scene before him. A huge mountain stood majestically in front of him, the bright sun light added more to its stature. Vegeta contemplated just blowing the whole mountain to smithereens. But as he was in a good mood, (and also remembered that if his father was somewhere here he would be killed too) he decided not to.
He walked slowly around it looking for where his father could be, but his mind was somewhere else. How could his father be alive? Didn't Frieza kill him? He remembered years ago, when Frieza had recited to him how his father's little revolt had come to fail and how his father had died in his hands. Oh, how he hated that little runt and wished at the chanced to tear him apart. But if Frieza had killed his father how could he be alive now?
He searched the whole area but his father wasn't here. He took off to look somewhere else. Had Frieza lied about his father? Had he somehow been able to survive? Vegeta sighed, he was getting too excited. He didn't even know if his father was even on the same planet, or maybe even galaxy! He's been looking for hours on end and hadn't found anything. The sun was beginning to set. Maybe he should just give up and stop. After all he didn't even know that his vision was real. He stopped turned around and made his way back to Capsule Corp.
He hadn't gone long before something caught his attention. It was only a small speck when he noticed it but it was oddly out of place with its surroundings, he felt as if this might be what he was looking for all along. He flew above the endless fields of grass for a good half an hour. And then, in front of him, was a huge structure which he had no name for. It was oval-shaped with a flat bottom, about a mile in height and width, and a few miles in length. Its only visible entrance was a small door on its roof.
Vegeta landed on top of it and slowly walked over to the door. He was feeling excited. This was it. His father was trapped inside there and he was finally going to be freed. The door had no handle, so he would have to bust in. Vegeta smiled, this should be fun.