Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Getting Out ❯ Part 2 ( Chapter 2 )

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Title: Getting Out (Part 2)

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A/N: Okay, I know you've been waiting for ages. Here's the next chapter.

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Crashes and explosions rang through the Capsule Corp. mansion. Their source was the typical place… Vegeta's gravity room. For the past hour, these loud noises had rang out. The occasional cry or scream, for that matter, would mix itself in. It seemed like a never-ending fight was taking place except only one side was actually fighting.

The noises soon diminished. In a short amount of time, the room's door slid open and a spiky haired demi- saiyan flew out with unmatched speed and the unfortunate luck of colliding head first into the wall. The gravity room's door slammed shut. Muffled sounds of yelling with the use of select words could be heard.

Goten grasped his head in his sitting position. The pain shooting through it would have normally been nothing, but the addition of the indestructible walls and Vegeta being the one whom threw him, made it worse.

"Baka, Vegeta," Goten grumbled. "He goes and beats us up for no reason." The saiyan dropped his hands into his lap. His shoulders slumped down. Once again, the crashes and cries started up. Goten sighed. "At least he could have fed us beforehand."

A loud roar emitted from the demi- saiyan's stomach. Goten moaned. He wanted to wait for Trunks, but he didn't have the slightest idea how long Vegeta would keep him for.

With a second roar from the empty stomach, Goten's mind was made up. He stood up only to fall down again. Goten groaned. The lack of food in his stomach and the beating had weakened him to a level that disengaged his ability to walk. Now, how was he going to get any food?

Goten leaned against the wall and shut his eyes. He hoped that by doing so, the rarely used gears in his brain would start to turn. The only problem was that the emptiness in his middle forbid the slightest amount of work to be done. All hope for food seemed to be lost.

The demi- saiyan laid on the ground staring at the passageway he needed to take. Oddly enough, just by looking at this, his body started acting on it's own. His arms and legs moved forward dragging his starved corpse across the floor. Goten's eyes were glued on the door. The slightest amount of drool leaked out the corner of his mouth as pictures of different foods flashed through his mind. Nothing was going to stop him. Not even the sudden opening of the gravity room's door. Goten kept crawling with his mind focused on his goal.

CRASH! Goten found himself flattened to the floor by something or rather someone. Trunks rolled off his friend.

"Sorry, Goten," the purple haired demi- saiyan managed to say. Goten didn't respond. He was much too weak to move let alone speak.

"Trunks!" Bulma's voice rang out.

"Goten!" Chi Chi yelled.

The demi- saiyans moaned. Vegeta walked by them smirking. "You would think that they actually DID something," he mumbled leaving the boys to rest on the ground.

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A/N: There you go! I left out one thing and that was how Vegeta found them in the first place. Let's just say that Vegeta got irritated from all the racket that the boys made banging on the closet door. I hope I got everything else that you questioned. My next writing project is a Ranma