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Step up: Training Begins!
Topic Started: Apr 18 2015, 01:37 PM (266 Views)
Okran
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A few days after the past events; such as the kid's first appearance on the final heaven dojo, Finding out his own master is in fact his aunt, and now he is her student. That travel through time, where he finds out about his future versions and such. We step into the present day where the kids now leave his home at Gatz's Heaven and heads to the dojo, this time the kid was planing on having a tough training for a change, it was time to start using his free time to do something of use, since the past few days were focused on those feelings and future of the kid. Bunch of crap and waste of time, it's time to get serious, if he ever wants to show his face back on vegeta, with a power beyond anyone else there.

It took some time for the kid to remember where the dojo was, since it was just the second time he went there, and so he got lost several times on roads that end at specific points of the army of Final heaven. Maybe it was time to ask for directions, and so he began to be properly routed on a path of rocks in all that technology and modern place, down to the familiar building, made not by concrete or metal, but of wood, which set it apart from all others even from afar.
'' Finally ... Auntie !!! I'm Here! ''
The child said screaming with vigor and enthusiasm, as he ran to the entrance and moving the sliding doors and before even giving a step inside, he took his boots throwing them out and using only his socks to go in and slide into that wooden floor sliding in that soft, clean wooden floor boards with a well-preserved oak color. The child skated over the place as if he was on ice.
'' Woah !! Wohoo, oww ... Shit .... ''
Okran heard a noise from across the room and slipped and fell on his back and continued sliding across the polished floor until he hit his head with a wooden rafter that held as the base of the place.
'' Oww ... I'm sorry ... I'm sorry master, Im not doing that again! ''
Okran was already regretting his actions without knowing if the noise was her aunt or not.
The young boy stood up on his feet, and clean his clothes as he patiently waited for her aunt, looking down to the ground somewhat regretting, since it was assumed that that was a training facility, Like on planet vegeta, He needs to get serious. It is not an playground on the park.

[WC] : 444
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Bel Zephyra
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It was a normal day at the dojo and in the Final Heaven base. The Ox Princess woke up early, stretched, warmed up, and prepared for her students who were supposed to arrive to the dojo. The floors were polished by the janitors the night before. She always made sure to tip them for their good work. The hard wood floors, which were covered by a thin mat, shined like they were new. The oak smell was pleasant too. Once she inhaled the fresh scent, she inspected the room to reassure that everything was prepared for training. There were weights along the sides and other equipment that she used for training. The turtle hermit style required weights to make training more difficult. It helped students' conditioning which was necessary for the type of techniques the dojo

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"Everything is ready now." She smiled at her well kept dojo. Her back was turned to the entrance so she did not see Okran walk in at first. After she reassured everything was in its place, she heard a loud crash. Her attention turned immediately towards where the crash sound came from. She saw that Okran was on the floor. Recently, she discovered that he was her nephew. It was an unexpected, yet appreciated turn of events. The fact that he was a student of her dojo was honorable too because he was family.

She tried not to laugh at his clumsy entrance due to the fact that she had to be serious. Since she was a master, she was required to lead by example. Her head nodded at him once to motion him to stand.

"It's time to train. It seems to me you need to be more aware of your surroundings and you definitely need to work on your balance." She criticized because those were her initial thoughts about the young boy. Her hands rested on her hips at first to show her lack of amusement. He did apologize which was internally noted. However, it was time to be the disciplinarian and the master between the two so that he could reach his limitless potential.

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"I expect you are ready to train. There will be no funny business. While you are here, I want full attention." She headed towards a pile of books. She grabbed a stack of ten of them and waited for Okran to respond to her if he was ready to train.

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Edited by Bel Zephyra, Apr 18 2015, 03:44 PM.
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PTurles
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All I want to do is be strong. The strongest in the world. No not in the world, in the UNIVERSE. Then I want to teach others to do the same and have a successor. I want to build an empire of martial arts and not just on this planet, but one that stretches throughout the whole galaxy! Kyoto San will be proud of me one day. Too bad he's old and senile now. Crap! Focus! You've got to find this place!

Turles had a tendency to talk to himself and have flashbacks of scarring events of his life at random moments. If he were human, then it would be considered a mental disorder. However, Turles' problems couldn't even be fathomed by humans. The long hours of training would have destroyed the average human body and the amount of pain, that only went to make him stronger, would have killed anyone with an average body. That was the difference however. Everything he trained for and everything he did had to be elevated. Turles had traveled all through Earth and started a small career in dojo crashing, which he had done with ease. His most recent dojo consisted of karateka who were surprisingly inferior. After crashing the dojo, he received a tip that there was one on the Final Heaven base.

This only sparked Turles' flame even more. Final Heaven just sounded like a respectable name with powerful fighters to crush. Turles almost drooled at the thought of it especially when his eyes caught sight of the base. The wind cut crisply through his face as he sped up towards the dojo that was faint in the distance. The Saiyan couldn't hardly contain his excitement, it was so bad that his palms began to sweat and anxiety swept through his nervous system.

"I really hope this isn't another bust," Turles spoke, drawing nearer, "I'm not wasting any more time! I want the best of the best! If I'm a dojo crasher than so be it, I'll be the best dojo crasher ever."

The Saiyan snickered as he landed near the door. Saiyans were born with an unruly and rude nature, so there was no need for Turles to knock. Besides he didn't show up for any "polite" business in the first place. His brown eyes sat on the wooden doors and his right hand came up to force the doors open. An aroma of oak flew into the Saiyan's nose and brought a smile to his face. This place was not only enormous, but also well kept. Everything just seemed so new. Turles folded his arms and began to walk forward.

"Hello," Turles began, "Hello!"

Turles awaited a response.

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Gatz
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Sitting in his office chair at the Final Heaven headquarters, the Great Android Terror looked at the pages of recruits he had coming in the next couple of days.


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They all looked like garbage and the shit nobody wanted. He was gettin a migraine just sitting and looking at a chubby kid's cheeks. He shoved the papers off his desk not giving a fuck that he made a mess.

"Pathetic..." His day was going to get worse he was feeling it already. Taking a look at his wife's picture, he gave a tiny smirk because he was looking forwrad tp seeing her later. This was until some wuss came charging in to interrupt the killer androids daydream.

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"Not now ass crack." The terror's voice sounding monotone.

The cadet gulped before answering.

"S-SIR there is a code red headed to the dojo right now!" He covered his eyes hoping not to die

Leaning forward in his chair, the terror got up with hell in his eyes.

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"The fuck you say?" Taking it seriously, he charged out the office leaving the freak wuss breathing. Knowing his girl was in the dojo, he ran bulldozing anything out of his path.

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Edited by Gatz, Apr 18 2015, 11:41 PM.
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Okran
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"It's time to train. It seems to me you need to be more aware of your surroundings and you definitely need to work on your balance."

Great way to show off yourself the very first day genious. The kid thought to himself as he facepalm.

''I was just playing around aunty, i didnt know you were here already. You took me by suprise, Look im really good at this!''

Once again the kid was trying to show off infront of his master while keeping his balance and lifting his body with a single finger touching the wooden floor, but once again that was a bad idea , as the slippery oak wooden floor would make him loose his balance and fall again.

''See? It's not that hard...Oww..ugh... It's the wooden floor i swear!, im not that clumsy, maybe they polished the floor too much..''

Once again the kid rose up on his feet but before he could give any other excuse to his constant failure his master interrupted him.

"I expect you are ready to train. There will be no funny business. While you are here, I want full attention."

The saiyan child gave a big sigh while rolling his eyes, giving up on excuses and just noded.

''Mhmm...''

But his whole expression would change when he saw those books coming

''Wait...you are not going to make me read , are you?... If this is some kind of punishment i understand i can go and carry some giant heavy rocks on my back through dessert or wastelands, but please dont make me read books or study. Anything but that!.''

It seems that the saiyan kid finally found his own weakness and most fear, being forced to read or study was worst than being thrown into the deep ocean or Space.

''Wait wait, did you heard that? I think someone is calling for you on the entrance..''

It would look like another excuse to get out of that critical situation but it was actually true, as a particular male voice called, saying hello, echoing around that place.

'' Dont worry aunty, I'll go and check out who's in there. ''

The saiyan child just ran out of that place heading to the entrance of the dojo and crashing againt someone while he wasnt paying any attention to his way, just looking back at his aunt. The kid looked up and saw a person wearing a saiyan armor , and having his tail wrapped around his hips, IT HAS TO BE SAIYAN!, the kid said in his mind.

'' Hey!..Umm sorry i wasnt looking...Wait... Are you ... my uncle .. Goku? ... I've never met you before but umm ...some people described you, but they never said you like to wear a saiyan armor... ''

The kid stood up puffin his little chest like showing off his proud. As his whole shape and figure was just a replica of his father but in kid version. Just by looking at him it was obvious who his father was, if that person knew about him, of course.

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'' I'm Okran! And im a proud saiyan soldier, Son of Raditz and elite rank saiyan!, are you here seeking master Chi-Chi's training?....If not, the base for final heaven army's recruit is on the other way. ''

This last word were intended to guide that person which okran thought was goku, through that messy base, since its really easy to get lost in that place.

[WC] : 565
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Rhyolo
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Rhyolo walks in for his training session with his master, Chi-Chi. He walks in and finds Chi-Chi with three other men. Two of which were strong Saiyans and the other which he couldn't get a read on. He wore his usual training clothes: a red and black gi. He had his tail wrapped around his waist.
"Master Chi-Chi?"
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Bel Zephyra
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The Ox Princess sighed when Okran rose to his feet and had begun to display his incredible ability especially after the clumsiness he displayed. What was worse is that he made an excuse as to why he fell. The polished floors, while slippery, could not be utilized as a reason for being off balance. There were terrains far worse than the floors of her dojo. She shook her head at the young boy's naivety. After he recovered from his fall, he attempted to woo her with his ability to balance on one finger. It was typical for boys his age to want to fly before they could crawl. She was experienced in how to handle it though.

"It takes more than a couple of fancy tricks to become stronger you know." She commented straightforwardly. With the books in hand, Okran pointed them out because he was worried she would make him study. They were usually used for reading and a great source of material for homework. She thought of studying as an essential for most kid's his age to partake in. However, the books were to be used for training. It's why she had a passion for books. They were useful in all aspects of life.

"I might make you read these after our session, but for now I will use them as tools to help you work on your balance." She could not do as she wanted though. Before she could set the books on his head for part of his of his training regimen, the boy rushed out of the dojo before she uttered a single word more. Her eyes narrowed at his bad behavior and his lack of focus.

"Hey you! I am not done with you yet. Get back here this instant! There is nothing more important than your training right now mister!" She shouted at him while he exited. A feminine growl rumbled against her chest when he left.

"Ugh!" She did not realize there was another man outside. She did not care either. With annoyance, she was about to go after the boy until another individual walked in. He was her fellow student and one she had not seen for awhile. Since she was irritated, she let her frustration fall on Rhyolo.

"Well look who finally decided to return. Are you going to be a slacker this time or will you train like you were supposed to?" She folded her arms across her chest.

"I swear you boys are allergic to assistance." She was determined to let her students know that she meant business.

"For your first task since you are here, I want you go after Okran and find out what he is doing. I want you tell him if he does not get his butt back here in one minute I will make him read every single one of these books." She demanded to Rhyolo. For now, she would take no prisoners.

WC: 523
TWC: 953
Edited by Bel Zephyra, Apr 19 2015, 11:58 PM.
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PTurles
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Turles was somewhat angered by the young boy's comments towards him. In fact he even showed it for a moment with a grit of his teeth. The Saiyan regained his composure quickly and moved his mind back, to the point where the boy had mentioned his father, Raditz.

So he's a Saiyan as well. Wonderful. So his uncle must be.....Kakkarot?! This child thinks I am Raditz's brother! Better not play along. Eh, I'll break it to him later.

"Where is your master," Turles began, "I'd like to see if this dojo is worth my time. If not, then I will take it for myself. Although I do have a feeling that since you have Saiyan blood, your master should be someone worthy."

Turles purposefully left out his name to avoid him ruining the mystery of his identity. Without scouter, he looked identical to Goku and that could serve as his way in. The Saiyan began to walk forward slowly, as a motion to convince the child, Okran to move forward. The child had all of the characteristics of a warrior, he just lacked maturity and battle experience. Also by the greeting that Turles received, the child seemed to lack the fire it took.

If anything I want that kid on my side. There's not as many full bloods as there used to be. I hope with all of my heart that he is a full blood. I see potential in him. Oh well let's just see if I can crash this dojo or not. If not, then I'll be able to train in it. As much as I hate giving in to other people. I'll find a way.

Turles snapped back to reality and then went right back into his thoughts again.

Is this not a military base? How did I not trip any kind of alarms or even get followed here? There's something fishy going on,and I need to be on guard just in case things get wild.

The Saiyan straight-faced, awaiting the master of the dojo to reveal themselves.

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Okran
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As any common saiyan the child would have sharp senses, and his capability to hear everything in a long range was one of them. His ear twiched a couple of times as he heard the voice of Chi-Chi. It seems she was really pissed off. Maybe going back there and apologizing could be a good idea.

'' Go after Okran and find out what he is doing. I want you tell him if he does not get his butt back here in one minute I will make him read every single one of these books."

That's it, the kid were in big trouble, he has to go back there and face his pissed off master , before she decides to make the kid read all those books. But before he could even move a muscle what he heard from that stranger person that looked like his uncle made him freeze.

" I'd like to see if this dojo is worth my time. If not, then I will take it for myself. Although I do have a feeling that since you have Saiyan blood, your master should be someone worthy. ''

Okran turn his atention back to that person who he knew it wasnt goku, since goku was the ex-husband of Chi-Chi, He would of known it was her, the one that runs this place.

'' You are not my Uncle Goku.... And if you think for a second that you could do such thing you are making a terrible mistake. Cause i wont let you let you lend a finger on my aunt Chi-Chi, even if you defeat me, Her power is beyond our power and she will kick your ass so bad you wont ever show your face on this planet, but that is not going to happen, cuz you will never defeat me, you might want to check your scouter, cause you wont believe those numbers. Hehehe... Here I go, HAAA!! ''

Okran couldnt think about the idea of reading books, but trying to threat his family, that was a huge mistake. The kid's been travelling around the whole galaxy looking for his family, even if Chi-Chi wasnt family from blood, it was all he had right now. So he wouldnt let anyone to try or even say such thing.

Okran stepped into his first transformation, his hair went from dark to golden and his eyes from brown to green. His aura showed up in th same color as his air, while the kid's anger made him step into the next level, as his muscles begun to grow and vains full of blood would shown on his neck and temple from the tremendous force he was developing. Soon He stepped into his Ultra super saiyan transformation and last into his Full powered super saiyan transformation.

'' This is it prick!, this is as far as you go, now turn around and leave before i get serious and use all my power to send you back to planet vegeta with a single punch! ''

Okran's expression of anger, and his body full of veins and grown muscles would show the kid anger. It easy to say that the kid was short-tempered.

'' Ok...you asked for it! HAAAAAA!! ''

Okran pushed his power level to the limit while his voice shouting would echo around the whole area, as he reached his final form as Super saiyan 2. His hair would change into a spikey style as flash of lightining would shown through the golden aura.

'' Get ready, cause im about to wipe the floor with your face! ''

Okran was about to charge towards that impostor, and only ( and with some luck) a command from chi-chi would stop that kid to start that fight.

[WC] : 619
[TWC] : 1628
Edited by Okran, Apr 21 2015, 11:42 PM.
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Gatz
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Gatz sprinted like a charging bull in the direction of the dojo with his arms and legs pumping. His eyes glowing red with rage at the idea that the goof mother fucker was at the dojo trying to get at his girl again. He had cameras set up everywhere so he knew what the fuck was going on at all the times. The killer android covered the mile run in less than a minute. Having his senses on his wife, he could sense her inside the dojo and unharmed. His nostrils flared when he got to sensing a couple of energy signals that weren't familiar. Seeing a blond haired freak and then Goku, his teeth grit with hatred.

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This was it. He gave no fucks if it wasn't Goku. He was going in for the kill because nobody fucked with what was his. His killer android instincts kicking in there was no one stopping him from snapping the freak's neck.

"Die mother fucker!" Lowering his shoulder, he rammed the Goku freak sending him flying before the kid could get a shot at him. He was about to after the Goku looking mother freak again, but first thing was first. Keeping his wife safe, was his main objective. He didn't give a deuce about the other people in the area. Glaring at the kid, he already knew who Okran was because of the cameras he had set up around the place . He was always watching making sure his wife was in good company and if she wasn't, necks got snapping. He had no problem eliminating wusses who got too close to his prized possession. Remembering what she said about the kid and how he was family to her, he didn't go to attacking the kid too. Glaring at the blond monkey boy with a psychotic, cold expression, he pointed to the door.

"Get your blond monkey ass inside and close the doors. I don't want this freak getting to Chichi." He was demanding and expecting the boy to listen.


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