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Chapter 8: Super Saiyan Brats
If there was anything that Videl Satan was certain of, it was that the Son family was freaking weird. This isn't saying she hasn't met some strange people in her life, being the daughter of the world savior was always going to bring weirdos and creeps to her doorstep. But the Son family felt like an unnatural phenomenon given physical form.
Son Gohan was an, admittedly cute and handsome, nerd with powers she couldn't comprehend. He runs around dressed like a goofy superhero with his hybrid Devil friend (Still need to figure THAT out) and has an appetite that would make the world record holder for eating jealous.
His little siblings were rambunctious, not that children normally weren't, but those two had energy in spades that she just couldn't fathom. They were also just as ridiculously talented as their older brother, picking up the ability of flight within minutes of learning it. Videl would never admit that she was jealous of two 7-year-old children, but she felt a bit inadequate that it took her almost more than a week to get flying down.
His little sister also kept pranking her every single time she came over for training. She still needed to get the little brat back for blasting a hole in her shorts.
The Son matriarch was just…creepy. Her few interactions with Makima always felt as if the woman was examining her every move with those strange eyes of hers. Not once during the training had Makima been rude to her, the red-headed woman was more than welcoming to her son's classmate, but that damn teasing smile infuriated the young martial artist.
She also worked for the Public Safety Commission and Videl scolded herself for not figuring that out quicker. Son Makima was a well known name within the Devil Hunting community, her record for captures, clean-ups, and extermination of Devils was stunningly perfect. Not once had that woman failed to deal with a situation and the hunters who worked in her division only ever had pleasant remarks to give. If she was more into Devil Hunting, then she probably would've figured it out sooner.
Then, finally, there was the patriarch of the family. The man, the myth, the legend: Son Goku. Among the martial arts world Son Goku was a legend that had made his name known through his actions at the 21st, 22nd, and 23rd World Tournaments. Coming close to victory in the first two before finally claiming championship in the 23rd tournament, which had apparently led to the destruction of the entire arena. He had never made a return to the 24th to protect his title, which led to her papa calling him and the previous competitors cowards and frauds.
Videl always had an admiration for all of the old competitors in those tournaments, and always cursed that there was no actual footage of them. Photos? Yes, as she's seen the photo of Son Goku and his friends after his victory in the 23rd tournament. It was unfortunate that they had disappeared off the face of the planet after that huge tournament, because she's always wanted to see them fight. Hell, to fight them herself! She loved her papa, but there was something extremely different about the way he approaches martial arts and the way Son Goku seemed to do so.
So, when she finally got to meet the man face-to-face, she froze up. She had no idea what to do as Gohan introduced her to his father and friends, as they joked about the two dating, and walked away to watch the rest of the Youth Division. When Videl finally got herself back together, she turned to Gohan with a question burning in her mind.
"What's with that halo above his head? Accessories aren't really allowed during the matches if they get in the way." Videl said.
Gohan shrugged. "I wouldn't worry about that, and besides, he's dead. He couldn't get rid of that halo anyway." The superhero said with a nonchalant tone.
Videl did a double take. "D-dead?"
"Yeah."
"I-I thought you guys were joking?!"
"Why would we do that?" If those dumbass glasses weren't in the way, Videl knew full well she'd see him blinking owlishly at her. Why was she in love with this idiot?
"...Your family is weird." Videl muttered.
"Wait till you meet my aunts, they're even weirder." Gohan smiled.
"I honestly dread that."
"ACHOO! Is someone talking about me?" Yoru wiped her nose.
"Why would anyone waste time doing that?" Asa said in reflex. Suddenly she lost control of her body. Yoru raised her left fist and slammed her fist into her own jaw, causing Asa to scream in pain. The War Devil switched back as Asa's friends turned to her with bewildered looks. "GAH!"
"Asa! Why would you do that?!" Erasa scooted closer to the girl to check her face.
"Are you okay? Do we need to take you to the infirmary?" Pencil asked.
"Probably to get your head checked out." Sharpener snarked unhelpfully. He received a slap on the arm from Erasa for the comment.
Asa recovered, waving her arms. "N-no! I'm just fine! I-I was just swatting away a fly!"
"So, you punched yourself in the face?"
"Yes!"
"...Okay."
As her friends turned back to the arena to watch the next round of kids fight, Asa sent a nasty glare at Yoru. The War Devil just smirked at her vessel with a shit-eating grin. "Watch your mouth, idiot. Or I'll do something more embarrassing next time-GOTEN!" Yoru's attention was immediately taken by her nephew walking on stage. "KICK THAT KID'S ASS!"
"What a loving aunt…" Asa muttered.
"IKOSE (AGE 14) VS SON GOTEN (AGE 7)!"
The obese woman growled at the stage. "My Erina and Laem may have lost to those little brats, but my Ikose will avenge them and win!"
Bulma crossed her arms with a proud glare. "Heh! I figured that kid looked similar to the other two! I guess going 3-0 is about to become a reality!"
"Shut up! There won't be any miracles this time! My son will win!" The fat lady roared at Bulma.
Makima tapped her chin as she observed her youngest son. "I was worried about Nayuta not holding back, but that's usually because she purposely avoids it at times. Goten forgets to do so whenever he's too caught up in things." The matriarch shrugged her shoulders. "Well, he should be fine."
Yamcha leaned over to Aki. "You think the kid will remember?"
Aki released a puff of smoke. "The kid once knocked down my wall by accident, because he won a game of Mario Kart against Denji and Power. We have a 50/50 chance."
Ikose, fueled by the desire to avenge his siblings, started throwing feints at Goten. "Brats like you shouldn't even bother coming here!" His left fist was grabbed by Goten, and the older boy found that he couldn't remove his arm. "H-hey?!"
"Come on, fight for real. Give me all you got." Goten said earnestly as he released Ikose's arm.
"All I got, huh…?" Ikose bounced on his feet. "THEN, HERE!" He unleashed a barrage of punches at the hybrid, and each one was effortlessly blocked.
"Alright, I'm bored." Goten lazily punched the young teen's chin. The hit was strong enough to rattle his brain, and knock the boy out.
The announcer checked Ikose before declaring the outcome. "KNOCK OUT! GOTEN WINS!"
Goten gave a respectful bow before walking off the stage.
"BLEH, BLEH!" Bulma childishly mocked the fat woman.
"Grrr…! I CAN'T HOLD IT ANYMORE!" The large woman attempted to attack Bulma. But suddenly stopped as her eyes shifted from raw anger to empty. She sat back down calmly and turned to face the stage.
The entire group slowly turned to Makima, who was enjoying her ice-tea. The Control Devil released she was being stared at and looked back with an innocent smile. "Hm?"
Oolong shivered, whispering to Roshi. "Even after all these years she still scares me!"
"But she still has some nice hips! Hehe…!" Roshi giggled. Until a chain inserted itself into his head, causing him to drool like an infant. Oolong knew that was his cue to keep himself behaved unless he ends up in the same condition.
Makima just continued to celebrate her son's victory.
Goku grinned at the outcome of Goten's match. "Man…! Goten has better control than Nayuta does! Alright, I can't wait to see the kids battle each other, then we'll see what they're really made of!"
The three hybrids continued to make easy work of the Youth Division, shocking the audience with their insane feats and swift victories. It wasn't long until it was finally time for the semi-final matches, where the real battles were about to begin.
"IT'S TIME FOR OUR FIRST SEMI-FINAL MATCH! THE TWO OUT OF THREE OF THESE YOUNG FIGHTERS HAVE BEEN MAKING LIGHT WORK OF THIS COMPETITION! NOW IT'S TIME FOR THESE YOUNG FRIENDS TO DUKE IT OUT TO SEE WHO WILL COMPETE IN THE FINALS! WE HAVE: SON GOTEN (AGE 7) VS TRUNKS BRIEFS (AGE 8)!"
"Finally! An interesting match!" Krillin exclaimed, voicing everyone's opinion.
"Hey!" The group looked over to see Gohan and Videl rushing over. "Sorry it took so long for us to get here. We passed the preliminaries!" Gohan explained.
Goku waved off the apology. "It's good you finally got here. Goten and Trunks are about to fight."
"It's about time we got to the exciting matches!" Yamcha exclaimed.
Denji munched on his popcorn, while glaring at Power as she kept trying to reach into his bucket. "I bet Goten will win this one."
"I wouldn't be so sure about that." Bulma countered. "My son has been training pretty hard with his Dad. I wouldn't underestimate him if I were you."
"Bulma." The CEO turned to her fellow mother; the Control Devil was extending a hand towards her. "May the superior genes win."
Bulma took the handshake, understanding the subtle challenge. "Yes, may the best child win." That uneasy feeling from before was felt by everyone around the two, fearing the sparks flying between both women.
"I can't wait to see the look on Vegeta's face when Goten kicks his son's ass in front of all these people!" Yoru grinned.
"What is wrong with you…?" Asa muttered.
"What? The guy's a huge arrogant jackass."
"So just like yo-"
"Finish that statement and everyone in the stadium will know you wear teddy bear under-"
"SHUT UP!" Asa's face was as red as a tomato. Her outburst gained the attention of her friends and the people around them. Asa stared back at them all for a few moments before hastily sitting back down and covering her face with her hands.
Erasa placed a hand on her back. "Are you sure you're okay, Asa?"
All the clumsy hybrid did was scream into her hands.
"GOTEN! YOU GOT THIS!" Nayuta cheered loudly. Behind her was her opponent for the next match. The boy was shivering like a leaf as his opponent kept cheering loudly for her twin brother.
From the upstairs of the fighter's waiting area, Hercule Satan decided to give this match his attention. He looked at Goten, finding the boy's hair weirdly familiar.
Goten waved back at his sister before giving his full attention to Trunks. His best friend had already adopted a stance, prepared for their fight. Goten did a short bow and got into a stance that his mother taught him. "Just so you know, I'm not gonna hold back." Trunks said.
"Okay. Me neither." Goten replied.
"BEGIN!"
In a flash, the hybrids clashed with a resounding shockwave, attempting to push the other back. Their stalemate broke, transforming into a blitzing melee of blows for a momentary second. Goten and Trunks took to the skies to continue their melee, smashing each other's faces with punches that would make a bodybuilder jealous. Trunks vanished behind Goten, but the youngest Son countered with a kick that forced Trunks to block. The heir backhanded his best friend, before palming him in the chest. The two flashed into another rush of blows that were almost too blindingly fast to observe.
Goten and Trunks touched back down on the stage, not even winded from their exchange. The two hybrids smirked at one another, impressed by how strong the other managed to get in such a short time.
The entire stadium was left speechless, absolutely blown away by the prowess showcased by the elementary school children. Never before had they seen such an amazing display of skills, but that shock soon turned into applause and cheer. Usually the Youth Division was treated as the warm up to the main event, something that people didn't put too much stock into. But these little hybrids just raised the bar 100 fold within seconds.
Goku stared at his son with pride and excitement. "Woah! They're pretty good!"
"Told ya!" Gohan exclaimed. He turned to his friend. "Aren't they good, Vi-Videl?" The daughter of the savior was staring at the children with comical distress. She slowly turned back to him, her expression not changing.
"What the hell is this family?!"
Hercule Satan had the exact same reaction as his daughter. Fear at the implication of fighting either of these brats almost gave him a heart attack. "W-what the hell are these kids?!"
Trunks marveled at one of his best friends. "You've improved a lot, Goten."
"Gohan taught us a lot!" Goten responded.
"I see. But can you do this?" Trunks pulled back his arms, generating a burst of KI within his palms.
"He's gonna shoot a KI blast from there?!" Gohan panicked.
"It'll hit the stands!" Krillin yelled.
"Nah, it'll be fine." Goku shrugged. "Don't underestimate them."
"HA!" Trunks fired his attack at Goten, who simply jumped over it. The beam raced towards the audience, but before it could hit, Trunks changed the direction for it to fly harmlessly into the air and dissipate. His attack left the audience in a sense of confusion; however his friends and family were relieved that nothing bad happened. "What do you think? Pretty good, eh?"
"I can do that too! Gohan taught us this one!" Goten yelled as he cupped his hands. "Ka…! Me…! Ka…! Me…!"
"IT'S KAMEHAMEHA, GOTEN!" The younger twin blocked out his sister's correction.
"HAAA!" Goten fired the Turtle School's technique, which Trunks lazily dodged. Unlike his friend, Goten didn't have as much control over his energy attacks. He ended up blowing parts of the waiting area's roof off.
Makima, Yoru, Nayuta, and Gohan all groaned simultaneously at the boy's blunder and were thankful that the boy wasn't facing the audience. Goku sweat dropped at his son, chuckling a bit. "Guess he hasn't figured out how to control it yet."
Trunks clicked his tongue. "I think it's best if we don't use KI attacks anymore, Goten."
"Okay!"
With that settled, they engaged each other once more in close combat. Trunks grabbed Goten's clothes, throwing the boy into the air, appearing behind him, and trapping Goten in a full nelson. The youngest Son fought to escape but Trunks' hold was too strong. "L-LET GO!"
"Give up and I will!"
"NO!"
Nayuta gripped the edges of the wall with her hands, cracking it as she wished she could fly up there and help her brother. She knew Trunks wouldn't hurt him too badly, but that was still her brother!
Vegeta smirked at his son's apparent victory. "Looks like Trunks is going to win."
That was until Goten transformed into a Super Saiyan, breaking the rules they had established beforehand, to escape Trunks' hold. Goten touched back down on the arena floor, Trunks following soon after.
Funnily enough, all three members of the Briefs family glared at their respective Son members. Goku didn't understand why Vegeta was yelling at him for what Goten did, Makima pinched the bridge of her nose as Bulma decided to hold this over her, and Trunks was scolding the laughing Goten.
Nayuta sighed. "Of course, Goten would be the first one to break the rule."
"That's what a Super Saiyan looks like?" Asa blinked at the transformation.
"Yup. Pretty much." Yoru answered.
Hercule was too busy having PTSD flashbacks, remembering the Z-Fighters at the Cell Games. The savior was believing that his time in the sun was finally coming to an end, one that would end disastrously for him.
Trunks, deciding to have some fun, proposed a challenge. "Hey, Goten! I bet I can beat you without my left arm."
"What?! You're lying! You can't win like that!" Goten argued.
"Sure, I can!"
"No way! I dare you to try! Don't forget! Without using your left arm, okay?!"
"Fine!" Trunks charged in with his right, clashing with Goten's raised knee. The Briefs child countered Goten's attacks with his right side only, but was left open for a kick to the mouth. Recovering as quickly as he could, Trunks blocked Goten's elbow, but the boy's right hook caught him next. Trunks fired a small KI blast that Goten dodged, and he watched as the boy continued higher into the air.
Goten decided this would be the winning attack. "HYAAAAAA!" He charged downwards like a rocket, forcing Trunks to dodge to the right. However, Goten expected this and swiped his hands across the tiles to change his direction. He was now flying directly into Trunks' back.
"OH YEAH! GET HIM, GOTEN!" Nayuta cheered.
Makima smirked at her son's display of intelligence that would win him the match. As expected her children were simply superior in the end due to the beautiful mixture of her genes and Goku's. The product of their love and strength wouldn't lose to that of a half-human child. Is what she thought until the last second unfolded.
Trunks, refusing to lose to Goten, transformed into a Super Saiyan at the very last second to dodge Goten's headbutt. As Goten uncontrollably flew towards the stands, Trunks fired a KI blast into his back to ensure Goten wouldn't stop his momentum. His attack worked as Goten smashed head first through the ring's wall.
A second later, Goten emerged from the wall with the angriest pout he could muster as he glared at his best friend.
After a few more seconds of silence, the announcer raised his hand to the air.
"AND THE WINNER IS TRUNKS! HE'LL BE MOVING ONTO THE FINALS!"
Bulma, feeling very confident, leaned in close to Makima. "Superior genetics, huh?" Her act of smugness had the rest of their group, besides Marron, shivering in fear of Makima's potential reaction. The Control Devil hadn't made a move since the winner was declared.
Makima took a deep breath and slowly turned to head to Bulma. "My daughter will avenge her brother."
"GODDAMMIT!" Yoru stomped her foot childishly, earning a sigh from Asa.
"Trunks can go Super Saiyan too?!" Goku exclaimed. He then felt someone patting him on the back and turned to see Vegeta smirking arrogantly.
"Too bad, Kakarot! Looks like my son has superior blood! Of course, the outcome against your daughter will be the same!" Vegeta gloated.
"Ok."
Vegeta's good mood died instantly.
Nayuta glared at the boys as they re-entered the waiting area, conversing like nothing happened. Of course, Trunks had promised her brother that he'd buy him some toys to make up for turning Super Saiyan against him. Nayuta wasn't a fool though, she wouldn't be bought so easily.
"You may have beaten Goten, but the results won't be the same in our match, rich boy." Nayuta challenged.
Trunks smirked. "Prove it, then." As he took a seat on one of the chairs. "Don't take too long now, wouldn't want to bore me."
Nayuta's eye twitched with irritation as she stomped out to get her semi-final match over with. Goten watched his sister leave with a worried look on his face. "Is she mad at me for losing?"
"Nah." Trunks waved off his concern. "She's just a sore loser, even when she's not the one who loses."
"NAYUTA WINS! SHE'LL BE MOVING ONTO THE FINAL ROUND!"
"Wow…that really didn't take long." Trunks muttered as he and Goten watched Nayuta's opponent run past with tears in his eyes. The female hybrid followed after with a frown on her face.
"He forfeited." She told them.
"Ah."
She jabbed her thumbs at the ring. "C'mon, rich boy. Time for me to kick your butt."
Trunks got up from his seat, marching up to Nayuta's face. He stood at least an inch taller than her, so she had to look up to glare at him. "At least try to make this entertaining."
Her face twisted into a smile that reminded him of Makima's whenever she was clearly annoyed. "Oh, I will. Trust me."
Okay…he had a slightly bad feeling about this now.
Goten watched as his sister and friend walked back out towards the ring for the final match. He hoped that nothing too bad would go wrong, but when his sister got mad things usually tended to blow up…sometimes.
"IT'S TIME FOR THE FINAL MATCH OF THE YOUTH DIVISION! WE HAVE SON NAYUTA (AGE 7) FACING OFF AGAINST TRUNKS BRIEFS (AGE 8)! JUST LIKE THE PREVIOUS FIGHT THESE TWO ARE CLOSE FRIENDS! WILL NAYUTA BEFALL THE SAME FATE AS HER BROTHER OR WILL SHE AVENGE HIM AND WIN THE CHAMPIONSHIP?!"
As the announcer riled up the audience, Nayuta and Trunks got into their stances. No words were shared between the two as they focused on their inevitable clash. Hell, even the audience was waiting in anticipation for this match that was sure to match the intensity of the previous one.
Well, except Hercule, who was praying that the kids just knocked each other out of the ring, so that he wouldn't have to fight either of them after this.
"WITH ALL OF THAT SAID! LET THE FINAL MATCH OF THE YOUTH DIVISION BEGIN-"
A Super Saiyan Nayuta flashed in front of Trunks the instant the match started. The heir was given a very small window to dodge her downward strike as she smashed the spot he was previously on to bits.
Trunks gaped at the growling Son with a bit of fear. "Oh man…! She really is pissed!" Nayuta hadn't even bothered trying to keep up with the rule of not transforming. "If I even want to survive this I'm gonna have to match her!" Trunks transformed into a Super Saiyan as Nayuta clashed against him, their arms caught in a battle of tug-of-war.
Goku gaped at his daughter, honestly surprised when he shouldn't be at this point. "Even Nayuta?! Man…they're even younger than Gohan was when he turned Super Saiyan!"
Gohan just face palmed, having expected that the kids just stopped caring about the self-imposed rules. "Great…"
Makima didn't even bother saying anything at this point and just continued cheering on her daughter.
Nayuta broke the stalemate first by dropping low and sweeping Trunks' feet from underneath him. Trunks grunted and pushed himself away from her, but Nayuta refused to let Trunks have too much free space to move. She kept on the pressure with a few kicks that kept the heir on the defensive. Trunks countered her next kick that sent Nayuta flying back which Trunks followed up on with a few KI blasts. She blocked them with her arms and gasped when Trunks appeared right above her with a roundhouse kick that knocked her back down into the arena floor.
She recovered quickly enough with a burst of speed that left Trunks stunned enough for her to jab him in the face with her left. Nayuta continued to nail him across the face with a repetition of punches until Trunks grabbed her arms. Instead of fighting back to free her upper appendages, she pulled him back and tilted their bodies. He was confused by her actions until Nayuta proceeded to spin around at blinding speeds, forcing them to descend back down into the stage. With the extra momentum, Nayuta slammed the heir into the ring harshly enough that forced him to release her arms.
Trunks climbed back to his feet as Nayuta stood across from him with a cocky smirk. "Still feeling bored?"
Funnily enough, Trunks returned her words with his own cocky grin. "Okay, I'll admit that you've improved a lot just like Goten. But that still doesn't mean you're going to win."
"Arrogance is a fool's game." Nayuta countered.
"Not arrogance, just confidence." Trunks replied before vanishing from sight. Nayuta focused her senses, knowing the boy was going to strike at any moment. Her left ear twitched, alerting her to put up her guard as Trunks flashed with a punch. However, he phased through her body like a phantom.
"What the-"
POW!
A brain-rocking strike nailed the right side of her face, skidding Nayuta across the stage floor. Trunks stood with a cocky laugh as he cracked his knuckles. "Got you!"
"The After-Image technique?!" Yamcha gasped.
"What's that, ugly-suit human?!" Power demanded.
As Yamcha tried to defend his choice of outfit, Makima decided to explain. "It's the ability to move so swiftly that an image of the user is left behind."
"Tch! Not that impressive! The Great Power can do that anyday!" Power bragged.
"No, you can't!" Denji yelled.
"Yes, I can!"
"Will you two shut up?!" Aki stopped them from continuing.
Nayuta picked herself back up, spitting out some saliva and blood into the grass. That punch had hurt a crap ton, surprising the girl at how much stronger Trunks had gotten. She and Goten were usually even with him the last time they fought, but all of that training really amped him up. Honestly, it just made her blood pump with excitement, especially since she'll finally get to bust out her new move. "Alright, Trunks! Since you and Goten decided to go big with new moves, it's about time that I showed something off!"
"Huh? You have a new move?" Trunks raised a brow. He saw that Goten looked confused, meaning that he didn't know about this either.
Nayuta allowed her chains to manifest to life, moving them to coil around her arms. The chains glowed a bright red color before dissipating into a red mist that formed the shape of bracers on her forearms and knuckles. She punched her fists together with a nasty grin. "Time for you to meet my Chained Knuckle Busters!"
"Chained Knuckle Busters? Pfft! Am I supposed to be worried-" Trunks stopped as Nayuta's fist smashed into the ring. Several of the tiles and pieces of rubble gravitated towards Nayuta, and with a warrior's cry she punched each one. The rubble sped towards Trunks, faster than any bullet on the planet. The boy yelped as he either blocked or dodged the on-coming projectiles with his increased speed. He looked back at Nayuta's spot to see that she was no longer standing there.
"HYAAA!"
That was his only warning to move out of the way as Nayuta's fist crashed against the ring's floor, splitting the entire damn thing into chunks in a single blow. EVERYONE gaped cartoonishly at the girl's reckless attack and utter decimation of the ring.
Piccolo just lowered his head.
Gohan and Videl thought they were gonna pass out.
Goku just laughed.
Denji didn't understand the issue.
Goten did the same as his father.
Asa's fear of these children grew even more.
Yoru just laughed with excitement.
The announcer almost passed out.
Hercule DID pass out.
Makima was not amused.
Trunks was… "YOU WERE GONNA HIT ME WITH THAT?!"
"WHAT?! CAN'T TAKE IT?!"
"THAT WAS INSANE!"
"NOT AS INSANE AS YOU LOSING THIS MATCH!" Nayuta flew after Trunks in the air. The heir doing his best to avoid getting hit by Nayuta's technique unless he wanted to end up exactly like the ring. He racked his brain to figure out some way of beating her until he realized the one thing he could do.
"Hey, Nayuta!"
"What?!"
"I think your Mom is pissed!"
"EH?!" Fear overtook the female hybrid. She turned to where she could sense her mother's presence and gulped at the glare aimed directly at her. Which was more than enough of a window for Trunks to dive kick Nayuta in the back. Blasting them both down towards the ground with a loud crash that kicked up a bunch of dust. Once the dust had settled the winner of the match was decided.
Nayuta, back in base form, fidgeted like a pinned animal under Trunks' foot as she whined about the boy cheating once again. Trunks, also back in base, just looked smug as a bug at his victory over both Son twins.
"I-IT'S A RING OUT! THE EXPLOSIVE FINAL MATCH OF THE YOUTH DIVISION HAS ENDED! TRUNKS IS THE WINNER!"
The crowd erupted in applause and cheers, having been blown away by two explosive final matches. However, the thought of how the tournament was going to continue with the stage in the state it was in was going through everyone's minds.
As Nayuta got back up, she felt a very unamused presence enter her mind. She nervously glanced back up at the stands and saw her mother giving a silent signal. "Fix the ring, now." Knowing a very long lecture was awaiting her in the future, Nayuta gulped and used her abilities to put the ring back together.
Seeing that the stage had been put back together, the announcer continued. "WELL, WITH THE RING BACK TO NORMAL IT'S TIME TO CONTINUE WITH THE YOUTH DIVISION WINNER TAKING ON HERCULE, THE WORLD CHAMPION!"
"DON'T JUST CONTINUE AS IF THAT WAS NORMAL!" Most of the audience screamed.
Goku whistled at the outcome, feeling proud of how strong his kids had become. "Goten and Nayuta gave it everything they had! I can't wait to see how much stronger those two can get!" He looked over to his oldest son, who was talking to his girlfriend(?). "I wonder just how much stronger Gohan has gotten." Suddenly, his stomach started growling. "Huh? Guess it's time to go eat."
Vegeta, who was mentally gloating at his son's victory over Kakarot's children, agreed. He, followed by Lazuli, started walking away from the ring. The rest of the group followed them to go grab something to eat.
Videl saw the group leaving and called for their attention. "Hey! Aren't you guys gonna stay and watch Trunks go against the world champion?!"
"Not really. I'm pretty hungry." Goku replied before continuing on his way. "Trunks will win pretty easily."
"W-what does that mean?!" Videl asked.
Gohan quickly interjected. "I-It means that they have faith! You know…it's nothing mean!" He turned to the group. "Videl and I will catch up to you guys after the match, okay?!"
"Sure thing, son!"
Asa stared with a deadpan expression at the pouting Yoru, who was clearly upset that both her nephew and niece had lost to Trunks. She didn't even bother trying to talk to the Devil, since she knew it was pointless to try.
After all of the craziness that the Youth Division caused, Asa hoped the Adult Division would be much more tamed.
"They're on the move." A large figure, dressed in divine garb with pink skin, alerted his companion.
"I see, thank you for alerting me, Kibito." A smaller figure, dressed in similar clothing with a large white mohawk and purple skin, floated ahead of his companion. "I believe it is finally time for us to meet Son Goku, face-to-face."
Chapter End
NOTE: Trunks still wins, because he outsmarted the Son twins (Or cheated in their books). Nayuta is VERY destructive and barely understands the meaning of lowkey. Makima is not amused in the slightest and is slightly disappointed that her children lost. Oh well, her oldest and Goku will just have to dominate the Adult Division, right? Unless...something happens, right?
I can FINALLY get this plot actually moving now that we're entering the main part (Unless I end up writing too many intermissions).
Videl has dived too deep into the Son Family hole, there's no getting out for her now. She's stuck with this weirdo family forever.
Where's Fami? You'll see her soon. Some of you have already assumed when she'll appear. However, that might not be the case.
Have a great day!