The hell fight




Hello! So this is my first fic fan. If you like it there is a second part.




prolog


Several years have passed since Boo`s death. Trunks and Son Goten attend high school in Satancity, while Vegeta and Piccolo keep exercising.


At the same time about 2000 km from the western capital:


“We have them.” “Good, put them in the aura-safe capsule.” These words came from a medium-sized man, about three inches taller than Vegeta, who was the head of the Crescent Moon Organization. "What about your father? He'll be looking for us." The first man, whose name was Kano, spoke up again. "You idiot! The two have never seen each other. She knows that she has a father, but her father doesn't know anything about her!" The boss explained angrily. "What's the girl's name anyway?" asked the boss. "Her name is Yasmin, she is 16 years old and damn strong for a girl her age.She can hold a candle to her father. "Kano answered in a serious voice." Aha ... "the boss was nowhere near as calm as he pretended. Yasmin`s brother was a very strong and ruthless warrior, at least when he last saw him. That was ages ago, but the only thing they knew. "Why do we need them anyway? This girl only causes trouble! "Kano interrupted the thoughts of the boss." She is the only survivor of her people. I will resurrect their people and make them my own. "How do you want to manage that you have this people under control?" asked Kano. "Quite simply, I will be their king. They will respect me. Besides, Azro can still take care of you in an emergency. What Freezer can do, I've been able to do for a long time. The Sajajins will live!"




High school high


“Are you excited?” Trunks looked at his friend Goten. "I think it sucks that we are not allowed to fly and hopefully the food is good."" I want your worries. ", Trunks sighed in resignation." Why is this bus so slow? "Goten interrupted his thoughts." I don't know. You, say Goten, do you think the others like us? What if they laugh at us? "" Of course, they'll definitely like us, we're so nice! "


The bus stopped in front of the school. "Wow! It's big.", Son Goten ran off without paying any attention to Trunks. "Hey, wait!" Trunks quickly caught up with Goten and the two walked side by side towards the school. "Please behave normally, Goten." Trunks was already embarrassed about Goten's behavior.




In the class


"Children, we have two new students, Trunks and Son Goten. Please introduce yourself." "Hi! My name is Son Goten but you can call me Goten. And the guy there is called Trunks, you can call him Trunks." “Um, yes hello.” Trunks blushed and glared at Goten. “Sit down there.” Son Goten immediately went to a free place and sat down next to a girl who immediately blushed.Trunks followed him after some hesitation and sat down next to him.




After the lesson, during the break:


"What's your name anyway?" Goten asked the girl who was sitting next to him. “My name is Bodana,” said the girl, blushing slightly. “Do you like dragonflies?” Goten asked her. "What kind of question is that?" "Why? I like dragonflies. And you Trunks?" "Yes, yes, me too!" Trunks' face color was very reminiscent of that of a tomato. "Can't you even talk sensibly?" hissed Trunks in Son Goten's ear. "What have you got again? Shall I ask you about your old questions?" "For example ..." Trunks looked angrily at Son Goten and said softly, "I advise you to behave yourself and not to embarrass myself." emphasized every single word and spoke dangerously low, so that Goten ran cold over the spine. "Scho ... okay." Goten was completely perplexed, he didn't even know his otherwise calm friend. "So what's going on?" he asked therefore. "Oh, nothing, it's okay."That was Trunks' answer. He was sorry for his demeanor again, he didn't know what was wrong with him either.


For the next hour they had geography. Since Trunks and Goten both knew little about geography, they had to work hard to follow the teacher. "Goten? Could you please tell me the capitals of the countries I tell you?" "Yes." Goten wasn't sure if he could and threw a pleading look at Trunks which only gave him a crooked grin. "Goths! Are you dreaming? Spain." "Um, Spain," he looked at Trunks. "Madrid" whispered this. “This is Madrid.” Goten breathed a sigh of relief. "Good Trunks" the teacher turned around and went back to the front. "Did you have to be that loud?" hissed Goten. "Yes." Trunks grinned "Sorry". For the remainder of the class, Trunks and Son Goten were left alone to their relief.


After school, the two flew home. They just didn't have the nerve to take the bus anymore after Trunks blew up a strange gas mixture in chemistry class."Chi - Chi will be pissed off when I tell her about our first glorious day at school." Goten sighed. "Somehow you're fine. Your father wouldn't yell at you either if you burned the school down." Yes, but he doesn't say anything else to me either. Only during training does he insult me ​​all the time. I wish I had a father like you. "That ended the conversation." Ciao Goten! "Shouted Trunks before he turned off." See you tomorrow! "




In God's palace


"What's going on? I can feel that something is wrong, but I don't know what." Dende mumbled to himself. "Yes, it's strange. What can protect from our view?" Piccolo asked in an alarmed voice. "I don't know. Maybe you should go see the others?" "No! Not yet." Piccolo looked worriedly at the ground.




At home with the family letter


“Hello? Mamma? Bra?” Trunks walked through the aisles of the Cap. Corp. "Hello Trunks, honey! How was school?" asked Bulma who just came out of the kitchen.“Except for a couple of small incidents, fine.” “I guess I shouldn't ask about these incidents.” Bulma grinned. “Exactly.” Trunks smiled apologetically. "Trunks! Trunks! There you are!" Bra hugged her brother stormily. “Hello, my little one.” Trunks beamed at his sister. He loved Bra as if she were his daughter.


"Will you come again? Go train. Even if it might not make sense anyway." Vegeta said with a cold smile, he wanted to avoid Trunks realizing that he meant something to his father. "I'll be right there." Trunks sighed and patted his little sister's head, lost in thought. "Papa", with these words Bra tore him out of his thoughts. “You're a prince, aren't you?” “Um more or less,” Vegeta replied. “Yes or no?” Bra whined. "Of course he's a prince, he must have already told you that." Trunks stepped in for Vegeta. "Papa," Bra turned back to her father. "if you are a prince, is mom a princess too?"Bulma looked at her daughter." No, I'm not a princess. Royal blood flows only in Vegeta`s veins. "" Exactly, but your mother is something like a princess, she is my princess just like you! "Vegeta added, he smiled and it was a friendly smile. Bulma grinned, she liked those days when Vegeta was really nice "And Trunks?" Bra asked. Trunks winced barely noticeably, he was afraid of Vegeta's answer. "Trunks is, well, he's my son, my blood runs in his veins too. "Replied Vegeta with a barely noticeable grin at Trunks." I think I'll go to train now. "Did it come from Trunks, he would make an effort, he thought.


While Trunks and Vegeta trained in the gravity room, Bulma cleaned up the kitchen.


When she was just finished the doorbell rang. “I'm coming.” Bulma opened the door. "Hello Goten. Well, what did your mother say about your first day of school?" "She was delighted. "Goten grinned ironically." Is Trunks there too? "" Yes, he's training with Vegeta. thought Son Goten, but was silent because he could do without Bulma`s reaction.


So he went to the gravity room and let out an admiring whistle when he saw Vegeta and Trunks training at 900 G. Slowly he opened the door, he had trouble standing on his feet and asked Trunks to lower the gravity, which Trunks did. "Hello Goten! Did you survive Chi Chi's seizure or are you fleeing here now?" Trunks was still in a good mood and didn't annoy Goten that the gravity was too high for him, even Vegeta said nothing. He just grinned and was happy that his son was better than Kakarotts. “I survived.” Goten grinned. "Can I maybe train with you guys a little bit? With a little lower gravity?" he asked and prepared himself for a nasty comment from Vegeta, but Vegeta only grumbled "Because of me"

thought Goten and started his warm-up exercises. "Shall we have a training match, Goten. Under normal gravity?" Trunks asked after a while. "OK then go!"


Vegeta set gravity to 0 and watched the two of them. "Papa! Trunks! Goths!" Bra interrupted the scene. "May I watch papa?" asked the little girl. "Hunter..."


Vegeta broke off, Son Goten didn't have to know that he could be nice too, he would just keep telling them. So he grumbled an Ok and Bra sat down very close to him.


Vegeta couldn't help but smile, but immediately got serious again.


"Come on, Goten begin!" Trunks called to his friend. "As you wish"


Goten had reached Trunks in one leap and covered him with rapidly successive blows, all of which Trunks devalued. Goten parried all attacks from Trunk's side just as quickly and skillfully. Trunks perked himself up to SSJ.With one quick movement he stepped behind Goten and hit him in the back so that he stumbled forward and had to keep his balance with a quick lunge. "Not bad at all" with these words, Goten also fueled himself to the SSJ and rushed towards Trunks. This dodged all blows from Goths, but not the Kame Hama Hahh that he fired afterwards. Trunks was thrown against a wall of the gravity room, but immediately straightened up again. "and now with