CHAPTER 6-A TALE OF MISFORTUNE
DISCLAIMER-I OWN NOTHING BUT KENTANA.
ME-"New fucking rule this chapter, every fucking sentence has to have at least one damn curse word or else…"
TRUNKS-"I-I have not a damn thing to say."
KENTANA- "HAHA!" *Laughs hysterically* "You got your ass KICKED!"
TRUNKS-"If I remember correctly, you got your ass kicked first and you cried."
KENTANA-"After you yelled at me, asshole. No wonder you didn't have a girlfriend until I came around and you were fucking seventeen when I met you. I'm surprised no one had made fun of you for being a seventeen year old virgin."
TRUNKS-"So, it's not like you had any past relationships. You lost your virginity to me remember and you were two years older than me, bitch."
KENTANA-"That's what you think, jack ass."
TRUNKS-*Sweat drops* Who the hell is she talking about?
ME-"Hehe, I'm too epic to get my ass kicked."
KENTANA-"Whatever. Here's a fucking thanks to her reviewer-Kiri Fere (Why you'd think he's sexy I don't know. I'm dating him and I don't find him so hot. *Sticks tongue out at Trunks' glaring face*)"
ME-"On with the Damn Story!"
Kentana down the stairs from her room's floor. She wore one of her black jumpsuits, a replica the oh so handy Bulma made for her. Her hair was out of its braids and in a golden, spiky pony tail with one pointed side bang half covering her left eye. She whistled a soft tune unknown to the human race and folded her arms behind her head as she made her way to the training room Bulma had made for her in her spare time. She walked over to the door and pressed a few shiny buttons on the panel next to it. When she opened the door, music began playing starting from the first song on the playlist she had chosen on the panel. She walked over to a bench where she took off her knee high converse with a new, weighted pair she had Bulma fix up for her. She found herself really liking knee high converse and combat boots.
She tied on the laces and hefted one foot off the bench and on to the floor. It was only fifty pounds per foot, but she wanted to see how well she could lift fifty extra pounds at one-hundred times earth's gravity. She slid on weighted fifty pound wrist bands for extra measure. She turned to the panel by the door of the large square room. She typed in for one-hundred times earth's gravity. Automatically she felt extremely heavy and it felt like each particle of her body was fighting to do the opposite of what she attempted to do, stay standing. After a few moments of fighting the extra pressure her body adapted to it and she began to move freely.
She wasn't doing any real training except for none Ki attacking fake enemies, pushups and curl ups. That kind of work out. Within thirty minutes of it she was sweating and sure her power level had gone up by at least 1. When she had finished her fiftieth pushup that minute she heard the songs change from Survive by Sick Puppies to Headstrong by Trapt. Her kind of music. Trunks walked past the room on his way to the kitchen when he heard muffled sounds of music coming from in there.
He clicked a button on the panel and the screen flickered on. Headstrong by Trapt, she would listen to that. His eyes caught something else on the screen. He pressed a button and the gravity returned to normal as the door opened. "Hey," he greeted ", what are you doing with weighted gear?"
"Training," she said briefly as she continued her pushups ", computer, return to previous assignment." The door closed behind Trunks.
A voice spoke in a feminine computer monotone ", gravity returning to one hundred times earth's gravity." Trunks face planted onto the cool metallic ground. Trunks looked up at Kentana who continued doing her pushups, seemingly unaffected by the sudden extremity in body weight they each received.
"What do you call one hundred times earth's gravity?" he groaned as he pushed himself up onto his hands and knees.
"Training pressure. Computer, increase to one hundred fifty times earth's gravity."
"Wait. Whaa-" he reface planted into the ground while she lay on her back doing multiple pushups. "How do you do this?"
"What do you mean?" she asked.
"You're injured and still in bandages yet you manage to go from one hundred times earth's gravity to one hundred fifty without much difficulty." He managed to get himself into a sitting position while gasping heavily from the strain while his body adapted.
"Oh, this? Planet Vegeeta's gravity is ten times that of earth, but I was born on a planet with fifty times earth's gravity. Ever since I got better from my fight with the androids I've had all this energy. I've checked and my power level has gone up to far surpass yours!"
"Really? How?" he exclaimed. How could she have gotten so much stronger that easily.
"I told you," she stood up and began hopping from side to side while throwing punches at an imagined image of the Androids ", saiyans get stronger after every battle. My power level was already a little passed what yours is now, before I got my ass kicked. I got beat up so bad, it's done amazing things to me. If I could fly, I'd be good enough to go against the androids in maybe five, ten years of serious training."
"Wow, I better start training. How about you and me go for a friendly spar?" He asked as he stood up, finally used to the extra gravity.
"That'll have to wait, I'm meeting Bulma for some tea in five minutes," she picked up a towel and draped it over her neck ", I need to go get changed out of my training clothes."
Kentana made her way towards the door. Trunks walked out first and blocked her path down the hall. Kentana grew very uncomfortable, this reminding her of a nightmare she had locked in the back of her mind for many years and automatically wrapped her tail around her waist tightly to keep him from grabbing it and rendering her defenseless. He took a step towards her. He was really close now with his breath hot on her frightened face. She looked at him and into his eye. They were dark, not the light blue ones she loved.
She knew that look and she hated it dearly. He was uncomfortably close with his chest pressed against hers. 'He smells amazing,' she thought ', stop it! No, stay focused and remember your nightmares. Ignore the hormones.' He took a deep breath, devouring her intoxicating scent, poorly hidden by the scent of sweat. Long since used reflexes kicked in and she pushed him away. He shook his head and blinked a few times.
"Huh," he said startled as he was jogged back to earth. He looked at her as if to ask 'what's going on?'
"I have to go," she said abruptly before pushing past him and heading towards her room. She was changed in seconds and walked down towards living room. She was in her favored black sleeveless shirt, silver half jacket with black sleeves and collar, black denim shorts and weighted knee length converse. Fresh, crisp, white bandages deprived of any signs of sweat were worn under her outfit.
Bulma sat in the living room with two cups of tea in front of her on the coffee table. Steam rose in small, delicate swirling tendrils from the little, green flower patterned cups. She looked up at as Kentana entered the room. "Hey Bulma, what did you want to talk to me about?"
"Can't I just enjoy a cup of tea with you without needing a reason?" she asked, taking a sip of her own cup.
"I guess," she took a seat on the comfy white chair on the other side of the coffee table ", but that's not why you asked me to join you, is it?"
"No, you got me there. I just wanted to tell you about everything that happened before." Bulma began starting their tale from her favorite part, when she built the ship and they left for Namek. From there the tale unfolded. She continued to where Goku was fighting Frieza ", then he went super saiyan!"
Kentana sprayed tea out of her mouth ", sorry, did you say he went super saiyan? What was it like?"
Bulma was about to respond when something told him not to tell her she was a super saiyan. "I don't know. A creepy guy named Ginyu stole my body and I was still unconscious when it happened. Many years later Goku returned after training on some foreign planet and fought and killed Frieza and his father-"
"Who's father? Goku's"
"No, Frieza's-"
"Did you see him go super saiyan then?" she crossed her mummified legs.
"No, I wasn't there."
"Then how do you know what happens?" She cocked an eyebrow and folded her arms over her chest.
"Yamcha told me!" 'Oh, her boyfriend from that time.'
"The lying, cheating scum bag?"
"That's the one. Well three years later we were attacked by the androids who kill everyone because Goku dies of a heart virus and so on and so forth until we got to here."
"You kind of left a huge gap there," she said, bringing the tea cup to her lips.
"Right, I guess it starts with us all meeting up after years and then this creepy alien dude shows up claiming to be Goku's brother and that they are an alien race." Kentana looked up over tea cup.
"Go on," she urged. Bulma took her sudden jolt of interest as a sign of her want to hear of more about her endangered race.
"He kidnapped Gohan and Goku and Piccolo teamed up to go fight him. In the end, Goku sacrificed himself so that Piccolo could kill Radditz."
"*cough* *cough* *splutter* *splutter* *choking sounds* *Gasp* *more choking sounds* Sorry, choked *Gasp* on my tea," she stood up abruptly ", I have to go, lots of training to do. Gotta become strong enough to fight the androids." She left the room with a forced smile. As soon as she was out of eyesight of Bulma her smile dropped and she placed a hand to her chest, clutching her heart. 'Oh, Radditz.'
Kentana walked towards Trunks' room where she was sure he would be at that time. She stopped outside his door and leaned against the wall. The rapped on the door with the back of her knuckles. "Trunks," she called nonchalantly ", I'm upset. Can you help cheer me up?" She didn't have to wait before the door was nearly ripped off its hinges in his effort to get to her. He turned his head towards her, panting from the effort it took to get there that fast, still holding the door knob that he had just dented.
"What's upsetting you? I'll kill it," he offered. 'Oh dear god, please tell me she's not going to ask me to fight the androids again.'
"Nothing like that. I'm just in a bad mood, that all," she poked him in the chest playfully and grinned ", I was hoping we could go sparring. I need a good fight to cheer me up and I wanna get back to practicing my Ki attacks."
"Ki attacks getting a little rusty?"
"No, they are broken down and brown all over. They haven't been 'getting rusty' in," she did some counting in her head ", twenty eight years."
"Wow, you're old."
"I'm going to pretend you didn't say that. Are you coming?"
"Sure, should I carry you?"
She sighed miserably ", I guess I'm reduced to that." She followed Trunks outside where he was about to pick her up bridal style when she backed away. "You know what? I think I'll walk."
"No you won't." she tried to back away, but he was faster and had her flailing body slung over his shoulder, butt out front. "Wow, I never noticed how big your butt was."
"Again with the fat jokes. Are you doing this on purpose? Do you want me to attack and brutally murder you?" she asked as he jumped into the air and took flight. She stopped her fighting and rested her chin on her elbow.
"I don't know about 'brutally murder', but the attack sounds pretty hot to me."
"Oh, does it now," she grinned evilly from behind him. He would regret that. They landed in a large, barren field miles away from civilization. It was a dirt drenched, rocky outcrop. It was a large flat plot of land surrounded by many brown rock cliffs. He put her down and as soon as her feet hit the ground she pointed her hands at him ", Beta Blaster!" a large red, glowing beam shot out of her hand and pushed him back several dozen yards.
He got up moved faster than she could attack and punched her square in the jaw, sending her flying onto a cliff. She pointed her hands at him, one palm crossed over the other. "Double Delta Missiles!" Two Large golden beam with arrow like tips shot from her hand and twirled around one another in a spiraling motion before the arrow tips merged together to form one large arrow with two spiraling shafts. She wasn't looking to hurt him too badly, but she would be doing them both a favor by beating the shit out of him, which she planned to do. They hit him square in the chest, but she blunted the force and held back so that they'd only bruise and burn rather than break skin.
He was launched back again when she hit him with a gigantic beam she called the Omega Ball. He managed to get many attacks in, but she seemed to take his hits without expressing the pain. She was slower than him and in a fist fight might have lost, but she was deadly powerful if she was granted the gift of a Ki fight. She brought her body into the form a pitcher might before throwing a baseball, except this baseball was a glowing blue, baseball sized orb. "Alpha Attack!" she threw it at him pitcher style.
'Is that little thing supposed to hurt me?' It reached a few feet from chest and right when he was going to catch it and rub it in her smirking face, it exploded. In a bright flash of light it went boom and kaboom, you know that shit. He was sent soaring. If it wasn't for his ability to fly he might have kept going higher before falling back to the earth. He stopped about a hundred yards away from her, hovering a hundred yards above the now shattered ground.
He charged up a move he learned from Gohan. "Masenko-oo-oo Haa!" He launched the powerful attack at her and she did her best, but failed, attempt to block it. She was thrown back and into a cliff with a sickening thud. An avalanche of rock broke down and crashed on top of her. Trunks was about to go help her, but he knew better. He Ki was climbing so she was about to blast out at any second and he needed to stay away if he didn't want to be littered with holes and debris.
Her Ki sky rocketed and the pile of rubble exploded like her Alpha Attack. She was surrounded by a flaming gold aura and stood on what remained of the crushed boulders. She pointed her left palm at him. "Gallet Gun!" He didn't get a chance to move as the name shocked him into a frozen state. He took the attack head on and blacked out for a few seconds. He awoke in a large crater.
He sat up, rubbing his head. Something about that moved pinged in his head and lay on the tip of his tongue. She skipped over to him, not caring about her own various scratches. "Oww," he groaned ", you could have killed me, you know?"
"Well," she leaned down and helped him onto his wobbly feet ", here's a one sentence summary of the saiyan life style that I'm sure is popular amongst you earthlings- 'what doesn't kill you, will only make you stronger.'"
"You and your damned quotes." He grabbed her by the waist and flipped her over his shoulder before she could protest and flew in the direction of Capsule Corp., he hoped. He was still a little dizzy from her attacks. It didn't help when he finally figured out that annoying memory that he couldn't quite put a finger on. The reason why her use of the Gallet Gun bothered him so much was because of something his mother had told him in her stories about his father.
I remember that his signature move was the Gallet Gun. He used to use it like Goku did with his Kamehameha.
She was closer to his father than he knew.
ME-"I left it with suspense. Sorry I fucked up at the fight scene, I'm not good at those and it was getting really late and I wanted to upload tonight."
TRUNKS-"I must know what the hell happens!"
KENTANA-"Shouldn't we already know?"
ME-"Tisk tisk, you broke the rules. You're supposed to curse every time you talk this chapter."
TRUNKS-"I don't know. For some reason I can't remember what happens next."
ME-"That's two."
KENTANA-"Me neither."
ME-"That's three and you can't remember because I wiped your damn memory of those future chapters."
TRUNKS AND KENTANA-"YOU DID WHAT?"
ME-"You heard me. After the incident before where Trunks almost blew it and the time I had to change like half the story because some dumb asses decided to leak the ending onto the internet I had to take emergency precautions to avoid a repeat of incidents. Now is time for the punishments for breaking the rules."
Trunks-"And that would be?"
ME-"Seven, or however many times, bowls of Hell."
Trunks-"I've heard of Seven Minutes in Heaven. What's that?"
ME-"For every time you break the rule you have to eat one bowl of Bulma's cooking. I got these saiyan size it bowls on sale! So far I've counted six fucking rule breaks."
TRUNKS-"S-saiyan size it!"
ME-"Seven."
KENTANA-"You just had to ask."
ME-"Eight."
KENTANA-"Shit!"
ME-"There we go. Time for you two to stop talking without the profanity and get eating." *Pushes them towards jumbo bowls of might as well be shit.*
TRUNKS AND KENTANA-"PLEASE, NO! WE'LL DO ANYTHING! JUST NOT BULMA'S COOKING! KAMI, I HOPE SHE'S NOT READING THIS!"
ME-"Well maybe next time you'll learn to use more fucking profanity. Bye for now!"