Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Inadequate ❯ Chapter Five: ( Chapter 5 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Goten shuddered as his feet made an awful sickening sloshing sound as they pulled free of the mud. That encampment had been place further than he had first thought. Goten trudged a little further then stopped as he saw something poking up from the ground, it was armor of some kind. What was even more shocking was that a skeleton was still wearing said armor. Goten continued on once more. He soon passed another skeleton, then another. the rain started to steadily slow than stop completely. The large encampment was just ahead of him. Goten turned around to pay his respects to the three dead men, and found not just three, but hundreds of skeletons poked up from the ground. Bones and parts of armor stuck up from the swirling pool of muck. Obviously he had found a battlefield, or a graveyard, though he doubted there was much of a difference here. Goten sighed and continued on wanting to get out of the calve high mud. He reached the high wooden fence of the encampment that he had failed to notice before. He walked around it and found a gate guarded by two men. Goten decided to take his chances and cooly approached them.

"Hey you, Stop right there!" Goten did as the guards commanded and stopped before them.

"he must be one of the recruits from the village."

"Oh yeah, yeah i heard a couple were coming today. Come on i'll take you to see chiefy." The tall bulky guard led Goten through the encampment. It was filled with pitched white tents and dirty soldiers.

"well here we are, Chieft's tent." The guard said as he bekoned Goten inside. A thin man sat at the wooden desk inside witch was piled with papers. He had short black hair and wore a full suit of black armor and a cape.

"hey, hey, Chiefy i gots you a new one." The guard said rubbing his shaved head.

"For heavan's sake don't call me that!" The chief threw a pile of papers in the air in frustration.

"Under a little stress tody, ahh I don't blame ya." the guard turned to Goten. "our chiefy runs a big job you know."

"Don't you have a gate to guard?" The chief chucked a large book and the guard causing him to walk out. goten shifted from foot to foot as the chief approached him.

"i see you got yourself some armor, good we are a little short here. Must have pulled that pff an enemy soldier, right?" Goten nodded his head as the Chief circled him.

"I'm general Zaroff head of this company. If you value my respect even in the slightest, don't call me 'chiefy'." The chief continued. "oh here is your bunk assignment, go to the supply wing to get your bedding."

"uh, General Zaroff i have always felt it best to know thy enemy..." Goten was cut off by a hard slap on the back.

"I like you already, kid. Well here's the skinny these hybrids that came awhile back are strong. They seem to be able to change forms and get stronger, but no matter the form our swords can still pierce thier skin.

"why are they here?"

"Well i think there after are supply of Katchin, this planet is packed with it as you very well know."

"Thank you, sir. I think that will be suffiecent." Goten bowed and exited the tent.