Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ A Simple Plan ❯ Sparring ( Chapter 2 )
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By: Tenshi no Sendo 
As the title says, it involves a fight (duh!) Anyway, Vegeta decided to have a quick spar with Trunks!
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Horror / Action / Martial Arts | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 08.01.2004 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.4K | Visits: 203 | Status: Work In Progress
As the title says, it involves a fight (duh!) Anyway, Vegeta decided to have a quick spar with Trunks!
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Horror / Action / Martial Arts | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 08.01.2004 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.4K | Visits: 203 | Status: Work In Progress
Chapter 2
I wake up to a smell I haven’t smelt in ages. The smell of mom’s cooking. Hey, I suppose it’s not great, but it makes a change from cold cans of the shit in stores. I get out of bed and shove on my old shirt and jacket. Then I head out the door and down the stairs. This has to be the first time I’ve been hungry in ages. When I get to the kitchen, Bulma is setting down the food on the table. She looks up at me and invites me over. I head over and take a seat. Bulma places an empty plate in front of me.
‘Help yourself’ Don’t mind if I do! I start piling food onto my plate and eat it as only a Saiyan can.
‘Boy! We spar now!’ Looking around, I see Vegeta only inches behind me.
‘I can’t.’ I say nervously. Of course I can’t spar. I haven’t trained since mother was….
‘We spar NOW!’ He pulls me by the neck of my jacket and drags me off to the Gravity Machine. Throwing me in, he slams the door shut and walks towards the gravity selector.
‘Well boy, how does 100G sound. Just to start with. Not too much for a weak druggie like you, eh?’ Shit, how does he know?
As if he heard me he moves till he’s merely inches away from my face.
‘Do you think I’m blind?’ I shake my head, and he heads back to the controls.
‘Prepare yourself then boy!’ He switches on the gravity then transforms to a Super Saiyan 2. All I can do is collapse onto my front as 100 times Earths gravity weighs down on my already weak body.
‘Get up boy! You can do better than this.’ He’s trying to intimidate me, and I guess it’s working. I try to force myself to stand up, but it’s not working.
‘Does the baby need his mommy?’ He’s started mocking me.
‘Come on you useless junkie. Get moving.’ He then launches himself at me, full speed and kicks me in my ribs. The force of the kick lifts me into the air where I am greeted by a two handed slam in my back, propelling me back to the ground. I land on my feet and fall into a crouch. Both my feet and hands are used to try and keep me from falling back to the floor.
I start to try and power up, but he’s too fast and he launches a Big Bang attack at me. I didn’t even see him charge the attack. I try to defend against it by increasing my power level and putting up a Ki shield, but I still get injured.
When the dust clears, I can see him frowning at me. Now is my best chance. I start to power up. He could stop me, but he wants to have a proper match, and at the moment, it’s sort of one sided! I start to concentrate my power. It hurts. My body’s going through something it hasn’t gone through for a whole year. The power’s building up inside of me, waiting for a release. Suddenly, something clicks and I transform. Finally, I’ve transformed into a Super Saiyan once again.
‘It’s about time boy, now go to the next level!’ The next level! I can’t go any further. I suppose I would have been able to if I had continued training, but there isn’t really a point anymore.
‘I… I can’t’
‘Fine, but don’t come crying to me after I beat you!’ With that, he flies towards me. As I’m at SSJ, I can see him move, but barely. His new level’s amazing. It’s a lot faster and stronger than mine. I can’t believe it. I mean, he was holding back on his last attack, but it was still strong enough to get through my defences. Only one thing for it, I’m going to have to try and defend myself until I find an opening in his defences. He launches a series of punches and kicks at me. I block almost all of them. The few that do make it through cause more damage that I’ve ever felt before. I try to throw a punch but all my fist meets is air. I sense a large build-up of Ki from above me. Looking up, I see Vegeta glowing with a purple aura. He’s charging up a Galick Gun attack. It isn’t his most powerful attack so I prepare to counter it. I focus all of my power into an attack I haven’t used in ages, the Kamehameha. As I charge the attack, memories come flooding back to me, mainly of Gohan, my sensei. I remember him teaching me this technique when I first began training with him. I can feel my fathers attack increasing in power to counteract my own. I try to increase mine but it’s not working. He then launches his attack at me. It’s getting close and even though my attack isn’t as strong, it should neutralise some of his attack. I hope! My Kamehameha meets his Galick Gun, and for a second, the two attacks stop mid-air. Suddenly, there is a bright light as an explosion takes place. The light fades and I lower my hand away from my face, only to notice my father’s Galick Gun is about a meter away from me and closing rapidly. There’s nothing I can do to stop it so I raise my arms to shield my face.
Cracking. Pain. Darkness. I am on the ground, forced upright by the wall. I suppose the attack must have forced me backwards. Regaining the use of my limbs, I try to stand up, only to fall back to the floor. I can feel a sharp pain in my chest. Looking down at my body, I can see a few of my ribs coming through my shirt. My left leg seems to be bending in an unnatural way, and my arms are bleeding abundantly. On the floor, I can see a pool of my own blood, formed from not only my arms, but also my chest. I try to turn my head to look at my father, but the pain in my head is tremendous. Reaching up with my right arm, I touch the top of my head. The second I touch my head I cringe. I lower my hand and notice it’s covered in blood.
‘Boy, change back!’ He lands in front of me and looks down at me. ‘I don’t fight pathetic weaklings like you. I destroy them!’ He suddenly takes off back into the air and starts to power-up yet another Ki attack. I force myself to look up, despite the pain. He’s charging again. Not only is he increasing his own power level, he’s also glowing with a bright golden charge, created for his next attack. He stops charging after a few seconds and looks down at me. His fists are clenched at his side, and he has a smirk on his face. Bringing his arms upwards, he starts to prepare the attack. His two arms are stretched out either side of his body. In each hand a powerful ball of energy forms. He places his two wrists together in front of him causing the two balls of energy to merge, and slowly raises it so it’s pointing towards me. Then he extends his arms out while the ball of Ki grows between his cupped hands. He begins shouting as the ball of energy increase in power until it’s overwhelming. If he throws this at me, there’s no way I can survive this. He launches the attack.
‘FINAL FLASH!!!’
I wake up to a smell I haven’t smelt in ages. The smell of mom’s cooking. Hey, I suppose it’s not great, but it makes a change from cold cans of the shit in stores. I get out of bed and shove on my old shirt and jacket. Then I head out the door and down the stairs. This has to be the first time I’ve been hungry in ages. When I get to the kitchen, Bulma is setting down the food on the table. She looks up at me and invites me over. I head over and take a seat. Bulma places an empty plate in front of me.
‘Help yourself’ Don’t mind if I do! I start piling food onto my plate and eat it as only a Saiyan can.
‘Boy! We spar now!’ Looking around, I see Vegeta only inches behind me.
‘I can’t.’ I say nervously. Of course I can’t spar. I haven’t trained since mother was….
‘We spar NOW!’ He pulls me by the neck of my jacket and drags me off to the Gravity Machine. Throwing me in, he slams the door shut and walks towards the gravity selector.
‘Well boy, how does 100G sound. Just to start with. Not too much for a weak druggie like you, eh?’ Shit, how does he know?
As if he heard me he moves till he’s merely inches away from my face.
‘Do you think I’m blind?’ I shake my head, and he heads back to the controls.
‘Prepare yourself then boy!’ He switches on the gravity then transforms to a Super Saiyan 2. All I can do is collapse onto my front as 100 times Earths gravity weighs down on my already weak body.
‘Get up boy! You can do better than this.’ He’s trying to intimidate me, and I guess it’s working. I try to force myself to stand up, but it’s not working.
‘Does the baby need his mommy?’ He’s started mocking me.
‘Come on you useless junkie. Get moving.’ He then launches himself at me, full speed and kicks me in my ribs. The force of the kick lifts me into the air where I am greeted by a two handed slam in my back, propelling me back to the ground. I land on my feet and fall into a crouch. Both my feet and hands are used to try and keep me from falling back to the floor.
I start to try and power up, but he’s too fast and he launches a Big Bang attack at me. I didn’t even see him charge the attack. I try to defend against it by increasing my power level and putting up a Ki shield, but I still get injured.
When the dust clears, I can see him frowning at me. Now is my best chance. I start to power up. He could stop me, but he wants to have a proper match, and at the moment, it’s sort of one sided! I start to concentrate my power. It hurts. My body’s going through something it hasn’t gone through for a whole year. The power’s building up inside of me, waiting for a release. Suddenly, something clicks and I transform. Finally, I’ve transformed into a Super Saiyan once again.
‘It’s about time boy, now go to the next level!’ The next level! I can’t go any further. I suppose I would have been able to if I had continued training, but there isn’t really a point anymore.
‘I… I can’t’
‘Fine, but don’t come crying to me after I beat you!’ With that, he flies towards me. As I’m at SSJ, I can see him move, but barely. His new level’s amazing. It’s a lot faster and stronger than mine. I can’t believe it. I mean, he was holding back on his last attack, but it was still strong enough to get through my defences. Only one thing for it, I’m going to have to try and defend myself until I find an opening in his defences. He launches a series of punches and kicks at me. I block almost all of them. The few that do make it through cause more damage that I’ve ever felt before. I try to throw a punch but all my fist meets is air. I sense a large build-up of Ki from above me. Looking up, I see Vegeta glowing with a purple aura. He’s charging up a Galick Gun attack. It isn’t his most powerful attack so I prepare to counter it. I focus all of my power into an attack I haven’t used in ages, the Kamehameha. As I charge the attack, memories come flooding back to me, mainly of Gohan, my sensei. I remember him teaching me this technique when I first began training with him. I can feel my fathers attack increasing in power to counteract my own. I try to increase mine but it’s not working. He then launches his attack at me. It’s getting close and even though my attack isn’t as strong, it should neutralise some of his attack. I hope! My Kamehameha meets his Galick Gun, and for a second, the two attacks stop mid-air. Suddenly, there is a bright light as an explosion takes place. The light fades and I lower my hand away from my face, only to notice my father’s Galick Gun is about a meter away from me and closing rapidly. There’s nothing I can do to stop it so I raise my arms to shield my face.
Cracking. Pain. Darkness. I am on the ground, forced upright by the wall. I suppose the attack must have forced me backwards. Regaining the use of my limbs, I try to stand up, only to fall back to the floor. I can feel a sharp pain in my chest. Looking down at my body, I can see a few of my ribs coming through my shirt. My left leg seems to be bending in an unnatural way, and my arms are bleeding abundantly. On the floor, I can see a pool of my own blood, formed from not only my arms, but also my chest. I try to turn my head to look at my father, but the pain in my head is tremendous. Reaching up with my right arm, I touch the top of my head. The second I touch my head I cringe. I lower my hand and notice it’s covered in blood.
‘Boy, change back!’ He lands in front of me and looks down at me. ‘I don’t fight pathetic weaklings like you. I destroy them!’ He suddenly takes off back into the air and starts to power-up yet another Ki attack. I force myself to look up, despite the pain. He’s charging again. Not only is he increasing his own power level, he’s also glowing with a bright golden charge, created for his next attack. He stops charging after a few seconds and looks down at me. His fists are clenched at his side, and he has a smirk on his face. Bringing his arms upwards, he starts to prepare the attack. His two arms are stretched out either side of his body. In each hand a powerful ball of energy forms. He places his two wrists together in front of him causing the two balls of energy to merge, and slowly raises it so it’s pointing towards me. Then he extends his arms out while the ball of Ki grows between his cupped hands. He begins shouting as the ball of energy increase in power until it’s overwhelming. If he throws this at me, there’s no way I can survive this. He launches the attack.
‘FINAL FLASH!!!’