DB/Z/GT: The Modern Generation

[Joot]

nice, hope there wasn't another heartlock keep goin

[the predator]

Wow one chapter a week a record. I guess I can get used to that if i get more replies. Thanks Joot you're the only one who cares. I dunno how many of you will read this but i sure worked alot on it. I intended to make a chapter featuring Vegeta but then i saw the more than half of it was featuring the humans so ill dedicate my next chapter to Vegeta's fight. its amazing every two chapters are intended to be one. Man i'm gonna try and use less length, anyways uh the first part is kinda boring but its necessary that you know what the characters are feeling, so that you'll understand any future actions they might take. So have fun, this chapters is loaded with action, I just hope you enjoy it. Well if anyone reads this

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Chapter 4: A Grand Victory

Last time on The Modern Generation, sergeant hugimme made it with the news, he was greeted by Blug, a ruthless rhino faced colonel. When hearing the news he killed Hugimme, and anxiously reported the update to the general. The general was furious and planned the second assaualt. We also see our heroes' thoughts in detail. Will the second assault pose a threat? Or will it be a waste of time like last time? Find out today on 'The Modern Generation' !

“So they’re back eh” Gohan said to himself with his mouth stuffed full of chicken drumsticks. The warrior swallowed and smiled confidently. “Who’s back Gohan-kun?” asked his beautiful wife. “No one sweetheart I’ll handle it.” He said as he got up from the table. “I’ll be home soon dear.” he said and rushed out the door.

Videl sighed, they were having such a good meal too. She decided she had nothing to do so she rushed over outside and decided to water the plants.

Her husband hovered across west city, if this was another silly challenge then the next time these guys arrive he won’t be there. Who were these guys? What did they want from Earth? Who’d want to take over it right now, no dragonballs and no Goku. Those were usually the reasons. Before he could go further in his thoughts, He saw a figure hovering beside him out of the corner of his eyes. Gohan calmly turned around and recognized Trunks. All the purple haired fighter did was look back at him and smiled

Gohan smiled and gazed at his companion for a moment. Trunks was always there when you need him, his persistence and courage made Gohan like him even more. His positive attitude towards life gave Gohan a cheerful feeling inside. He, like Gohan, had a healthy ambition to live up to the heroes of the past….unlike his little brother. The slacker had lost his pure spirit of fighting, he felt that Goten didn’t deserve his power. He sometimes wished that Trunks was his little brother not Goten. As a kid Trunks and Goten were alike they loved fighting and they loved mischief but as they grew their identities transformed. Trunks focused his joy on fighting whilst Goten focused his joy on partying. The older sibling never did understand the meaning of the word ‘party’ in terms of the teenage world. He had been to some of them but sadly he was never raised that way. His environment had always been nature so when he entered that world he felt like an alien….but Goten fitted right in. Trunks also did but his love for fighting never lingered in fact it increased when Goku left. Trunks had become similar to Mirai Trunks. Long ago they seemed like they were two different people but they weren’t. Trunks has become Mirai Trunks without the trauma and Gohan couldn’t be prouder to fight along him.

All of a sudden four white lumps passed over head and turned into specks, shocking Gohan intensly. Seeing this Trunks hastened his pace but Gohan hovered ever slower. He knew he’d end up doing nothing. “oh father I wonder what you’re doing right now.” Murmured Gohan glancing upwards at the atmosphere. If he could only get an answer from his beloved father. Why if only Piccolo were there at least he’d have someone to follow. Now Gohan’s spirit lessened and he hovered slower than before.

The solemn man looked ahead to find Trunk some distance away, his aura flaring with a tint of yellow occasionally. Gohan then realized they were almost there, then he sensed the upcoming colony getting closer. It was in the Earth’s atmosphere ! He almost panicked but then remembered the little challenge he had witnessed last time.

With a yawn Gohan halted for a minute before resuming at a very slow pace. By now Trunks had vanished from sight but he could still be sensed along with his fellow comrades and the space crafts. His memories flashed through his head as he remembered for the repetitive time the many adventures he had experienced with his comrades. These days were good too but he missed the past. He missed ambition and dreams. He missed his father and Piccolo. It was an empty world to him and the only reason he was in it was to continue his father’s work since his little brother wasn’t up to it.

Gohan hovered slightly faster swallowing the chill in the air. He was pondering over more disturbances in his unfulfilled life when he sensed the approaching challengers land. Before his long trail of thoughts could go any further he realized he had passed his destination. The uncaring man turned around and descended into the battlefield. Then Gohan’s spirit rose up as he remembered his father. Goku’d never take a challenge so lightly and neither would he. With that last thought in mind he smiled and saw the distant figures on the ground.

The demi-saiya-jin crept closer and finally landed on the soft tender earth and faced his opponents.


The sight before him was intimidating. There were hundreds of small space crafts before him.

“What took you all so long?” asked the arrogant Prince Vegeta who was more than ready to fight. Gohan grunted and the others simply sighed.

“bah typical, hey where’s the other brat ?” complained Vegeta. Gohan looked around and realized that his little brother was missing.

Gohan sighed heavily and Trunks grunted but no further comments were made as the hundreds of space crafts opened, revealing the devil like creatures from last time.

The humans charged forth and headed to rush of battle. The collision was enthralling for them as they punched each devoral slowly yet vigorously, one by one trying hard to enjoy every last moment of it. Gohan decided they deserved this battle, he had a feeling there were a lot of fights reserved for him. Trunks apparently shared a similar opinion as he looked on calmly but Vegeta certainly didn’t. He sprang into the air in joy.

“IYAAAAA!” he cried launching himself forward leaving a trail of dust swirling behind him. He shot head first into a row of devorals. The mighty prince pierced their flesh like a bullet. He enjoyed every last moment of it. The raw collision, the dominance. He was like a mad man. He loved crushing these devilish beings. Apparently he was spreading the spirit.

Kurirrin and the others imitated Vegeta as their assault turned aggressive. They all hurtled beams and grinned madly as they saw the destruction taking place. Who knew fighting for good could be so much fun? It was like they were possessed and Trunks didn’t like it one bit.

“Gohan will you end this before they waste all their ki on these shitty creatures? BesidesI don’t think we’re gonna get a fight out of this anyways.” requested Trunks, “Right. Will do.” Agreed Gohan.

The Mystic warrior closed his eyes and clapped his palms together. Between them erupted a golden force. It engulfed the whole area and the devorals’ last reactions were of shock and fear as they died in the midst of the white light.


As the light cleared the remaining Z fighters could be seen, each in a frozen position. Of course the blast didn’t affect them, they were too powerful to sustain any damage from the attack Gohan threw upon them. The earth was shaved clean of any Devoral carcasses but the stench of blood could still be smelt by the human nostrils.

Finally as if time had frozen the others woke up and reacted. “Why the hell did you do that?!” roared Vegeta angrily phasing in above Gohan. “You little brat ! I was having time of my life !” he rebelled “Yeah Gohan what gives?” asked Kurirrin joining with the hot headed saiya-jin.

“Don’t worry guys there’s loads more where that came from. I thought I’d save you some room for desert.” Gohan said simply.

“Oh yeah where is this desert?!” screamed Vegeta hovering above Gohan’s face.

“If you’d look behind you instead of spitting in my face you’d see where desert is.” Gohan retorted. At this Vegeta turned around as did the humans.

Behind them stood about forty soldiers. Most of them seemed like human brunettes but there were a few that stood out above the rest.

Four brunettes with pony-tails grinned at them and stepped forward. “What are you smiling at punks? You should be bowing before the saiya-jin prince !” snapped Vegeta, he had been longing this for a long time and he was shaken up to fight. Then he couldn’t take it any longer, the temptation to blow them to smithereens was too much to handle.

He was about to lung forward but a hand held his chest. “huh?” who could be holding him. Vegeta faced his son. “What are you doing boy?” he demanded, “Let Chiaotsu finish these guys off. These guys are at level with him, it’ll be interesting and if worse comes to worse you can jump in. Besides this is probably the last time he’ll get a good fight.” Trunks explained.

Chiaotsu smiled at Trunks cheerfully as if to say ‘thanks’ and Trunks in turn nodded

“enough talk ! attack !” said a brunette from behind and a series of ‘attack’ came. The four brunettes charged and lunged forward to annihilate the tiny fighter. With a determined expression plastered on his face Chiaotsu punched the first brunette, he underestimated the blow and so it pushed him behind the others. The other three had gained up on him and grabbed him by his tiny arms.

Chiaotsu opened his palms and blasted the opponents. The howled in pain, Chiaotsu grabbed one by the neck and with all his might, he choked him. “Take that bastard !” murmured the small fighter. The other three reacted quickly and pounded savagely on his tiny back like baboons.

The four warriors were now stomping him. “Chiaotsu !” cried Tien, he was about to leap forward but was held by Yamucha.

“haha take that you little fucked up m***et !” one commented

“yeah, next time try and mess with somebody your own size !” continued another.

“let me go ! I gotta help ‘im” struggled Tien but Yamucha held tight, and replied softly, “Chiaotsu’ll be fine, just have faith in him.”

A shower of yellowish ki blasts rained upon the four assasins. The source was Chiaotsu himself ! “The good thing about being a ‘m***et’ is that it gives me speed that exceeds your own, enough to escape your stinky feet !” Chiaotsu shouted from above. The four soldiers were enraged by the trickery. The zoomed up at him. The first one threw a series of fists which Chiaotsu all blocked, then the other three caught up and he had a hard time dodging all the strikes. The warrior phased out of the circle they had trapped him in and appeared behind one of them. He quickly snatched his ponytail and pulled hard.

The victim groaned but Chiaotsu pulled harder and fed him an orange sphere of ki point blank. He let him go and fired a great blue ki blast that ended his young life.

The other three were appalled at what just happened and looked in sorrow, frustration and surprise at their friend’s corpse falling lifelessly. Chiaotsu wasted no time in charging “DODON PA” he pointed the raging attack hit ! and inflicted great damage to them all , they tried to attack but this round belonged to Chiaotsu and one by one they fell to the tiny warrior’s might. The pale fighter finished the last one off by a punch to the gut and hovered back down to face the next threat.

A tall black haired fighter stepped up and clapped. “Bravo !! nice show there. But let’s see how your little moves will do against me.” He said arrogantly.

“my little moves are going to hand you the same fate as your comrades.” Retorted the little savior determined to end this guy’s life.

‘This should be interesting’ thought Trunks with his arms across.


“Come on finish him already !” cried one of the opponent’s spectators.

The black warrior assumed a fighting pose and smiled arrogantly, the wind shuffling his tidy hair. Chiaotsu charged first and phased above, the warrior anticipated his move and uppercut him with a solid fist. The arrogant opponent threw volleys of blows and calmly turned Chiaotsu into bruises.

“That’s it warm up is over !” Chiaotsu cried angrily spitting at the cocky soldier.

“I quite agree” he replied and a greenish white aura engulfed him, the pale mime looked hatefully at his opponent with narrowed eyes before he also powered up. They both screamed and charged at each other. Sonic vibes emitted all over the canyon they each landed equally solid blows. The battle raged on for half an hour or more and the blows still went on as solid as ever, the speed and anger remained the same too. Finally they pulled apart and stared murderously at each other for a moment before resuming the brutal match.

“Wow I never seen Chiaotsu this angry before…I guess he really hates this guy.” Uttered Tien as he looked on.

“This ends now you dickless ass!” cried the black haired warrior, “I am Xelom, an imperial Lieutenant and I will not be defeated by such an insignificant being.”

“We’ll see about that !” Chiaotsu replied charging once more. The little creature phased behind Xelom and squeezed his neck with his legs. Xelom choked out some words but soon only wads of gooey saliva came out. “krkkokik” choked the Lieutenant and his greenish white aura flared again, burning Chiaotsu causing him to loosen his grip. When he felt this Xelom immediately pushed forward and getting out of the situation.

He turned around to face his opponent when a white lump was thrown right into his eye, a series of lumps came and blows struck him. He was taken off guard by the first blow so he found it hard to keep up.

“DODON PA !” cried Chiaotsu firing the orange beam straight into the Lieutenant, sending him sailing towards the ground.

“DODON PA !” fired again Chiaotsu. Then a muffled cry was heard from below, “Ultra Glow !” a raging green attack clashed with the dodon pa. Chiaotsu abandoned the warfare and swiftly threw another, this time channeling most of his ki into it. The result was grand and it gave no time for Xelom to react. BOOM ! All that was left was a deep crater, blazing lights showered the area but soon vanished in the blue void of the sky.

Chiaotsu panted heavily gazing at the crater, he smiled confidently, proud and glorified was the little warrior, his rosy red cheeks glimmered in the sun , his white complexion was slightly pink as a result for his efforts. The mime had never hated someone that deeply in his entire life. The man’s aura disturbed Chiaotsu highly causing his anger to erupt. The most frustrating thing was that they had an equal power level which gave him more determination than ever.

Out of the blue, Chiaotsu felt something, he felt a gust of wind behind him and turned around. BIFF ! a series of blows from the rest of the enemies came and punched the puppet into the ground. Chiaotsu opened his eyes and saw a crowd of brunettes in the air.

“Now you’re gonna eat our dust.” Said one.

“Yeah Xelom is nothing compared to us, we’re Elite captains.”

Kurirrin and the others stepped up. “I believe its our turn.” Said Kurirrin casually but Tien wasn’t so cool. “You assholes are gonna pay for that low blow!” he yelled.

“Step back guys, these guys are at level with you, and you’re outnumbered. Let Vegeta take care of them.” Commanded Gohan.

“No ! this is our fight and we’re gonna finish them off!” Cried Tien charging at the whole lot.

“hmph, its his funeral. He won’t last long and then I’ll be able to tear them limb from limb!” Vegeta snarled hungrily.

Tien threw a punch at one of them but as it hit he sustained a series of blows that weren’t good for his aging body. “KA-ME-HA-ME-HA” cried Kurirrin, the blue wave shot towards the score of captains.

It struck half of them and they were angered.

They separated and surrounded Kurirrin.

Kurirrin lunged into the air, they went up after him but he fired a blue wave at the ground speeding up his rise. The captains threw ki blast randomly at him, one struck his elbow and he soared down right in the vultures’ beaks. They assaulted him and then one tossed him away. Beaten and bruised Kurirrin couldn’t move.

They were about to destroy him completely but were interrupted. “I’m sick of you bastards HAAA” cried a familiar small warrior, a green blast was thrown and the captains were thrown off. Then one of them from behind phased in front of him and punched him in the gut swiftly, The warrior fell easily, fatigue and pain had overwhelmed the brave tike.

Unlike his comrades Yamucha was successfully gaining the upper hand. As Tien was being assaulted the black haired warrior threw a solid punch at a couple of them and lead them away.

The five captains surrounded our hero. “hey come on numbskulls attack me, what’s the hold up?” Yamucha taunted. The five reacted to the teasing and attacked, Yamucha grinned and pushed one of them into the others. Although having the upper hand he had received a blow in the gut which wasn’t really the best way to go. “Now’s my chance. SOKIDAN !” cried the Z fighter. The blue ki beam had a lasting effect on the five of them.

‘better split’ he thought as he flew away. The enraged five followed him, ‘I can’t fight them all at once, I’ve gotta recharge again’ thought Yamucha as he flew faster away. One of them appeared in his face but he quickly punched him in the eye and flew by him hearing a howl behind him.


A trio of captains suddenly grabbed him by the arms and body and soon the five from the previous fight came and pummeled him furiously.


“haaa kikoho !” The crowd was blown away from Yamucha as the three eyed warrior came to his friend’s aid. “You’ll pay for that bastard !” yelled one as they all charged at the duo.

“KIENZAN !” The disc zoomed through and incinerated the guts of the first wave of elites. Kurirrin flew besides the duo. “okay guys let’s do this follow my lead” whispered Yamucha. “kamehameha” Yamucha announced quickly firing the blue beam before abandoning it completely. The blast hit and the enraged elites charged at them. “TIEN TAYOKEN NOW !” ordered Yamucha as they were at a meter distance.

“Right TAYOKEN !” The mystical blue flash paralyzed them for a while. They each quivered and held their eyes in pain. “Kurirrin fire the most powerful Kienzan you’ve got.” Commanded Yamucha.

“TAYOKEN !” cried Tien again out of his arms came the solar flash now blinding those who were recovering. “haaa”

Yamucha was seen powering up a brilliant blue ki sphere. He breathed heavily as it expanded. Tien set his gaze on Kurirrin who was also focusing his ki on a large yellow disc. Its edges got sharper and shockwaves emitted from it.

“Kurirrin, aim it at their heads.” Whispered Tien.

“HAA!” Kurirrin obeyed, the looming disc ended many lives and wounded men. By now the blue sphere was twice as large as a bowling ball and the diameter glowed furiously as it got denser. “SOKIDAN !” cried Yamucha, The blue ki boomed with a thunderous explosion inflicted damage on the army.

“Let’s finish it, haaa” Yamucha announced, “KAMEHAMEHA !” he cried Kurirrin followed suit and Tien pointed his finger at the debris and an orange blast came out. Before the trio of ki collided another orange beam from below joined in their awesome attack. Obviously Chiaotsu wasn’t down and out yet.

BOOM !The earth rattled with power and the explosion was enormous. So potent that it even sent its creators zooming off in different directions.

The exhausted warriors drifted off into unconsciousness. A little distance away, Gohan anad the others heard the explosion flew in time to see the damage. They found their allies scattered on the ground around many corpses.

Gohan’s pupils glowed and he levitated the bodies of his comrades into the air. “Nice victory my friends. I hope we get to fight in the next-” but his sentence wasn’t finished as two space crafts landed.

“hehe my turn !” Vegeta said his eyes widening madly, his body was fidgeting, his desire to fight was increasing. He was a saiya-jin warrior and he hadn’t fought in quite a while, seeing all this action had roused his raw blood.

Gohan laid his friends in a pile and raised an eyebrow as the crafts opened. Trunks sighed and a moan came out. Great he just had to sit there and watch his father fight. When was it his turn? He should have imitated Goten and ignored the threat that had befallen his home. However he knew that something like that would never happen. No matter how small the danger would seem to be he’d still come time and again and he knew it.

With a whirr the space crafts opened, revealing two gruesome creatures. One seemed like a blue faced rhino whilst the other was a red muscular creature with sleek black horns and shiny silver arms. His claws were yellow and unclean, he smiled revealing his menacing teeth. Some of them were yellowish whilst others were greenish.

His black pupils stared at them with malevolent desire. Vegeta returned the stare with much more power. The red creature stepped forward not removing his gaze. “You will eat the dust of MAJOR KIGAMI !” he said suddenly raising his voice as the blue rhino sighed in depression. Vegeta smiled manically in desire, “hahahaha I’m going to turn YOU into dust.” He said eying him with ecstasy as his arms trembled with insane glee.
“That’s impossible for I am MAJOR KIGAMI ! and I, MAJOR KIGAMI, won’t lose to-”
“shut up and let’s fight haaaa” Vegeta couldn’t sustain the desire any longer with lightning speed he charged at his prey……

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[the predator]

i'm happy I finished this chapter in a whole day. But i'm not so enthusiastic about posting it. You guys'll just ignore it anyways. *sigh*. Without further ado i present Chapter 5: Vegeta VS Blug.

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Chapter 5: Vegeta VS Blug


Last time on The Modern Generation the humans shed glory on Earth. They worked bravely and succeeded and winning. Now its Vegeta's turn to prove himself....How will he perform against this murderous duo, find out today on The Modern Generation !

Screaming at the top of his voice, the prince of Saiya-jins kicked off heading straight for the would-be corpse. The wind whistled in his ears, his velocity had increased. His pupils were bulging out, longing to feel the creature’s flesh. His fist tilted back Vegeta zoomed ever closer creating a gale upon the Colonel behind his victim. Finally he released. With a purr Vegeta threw his fist into the Major’s squashy face. He grinned with pleasure and threw it forward altogether. The saiya-jin prince threw blows so fast that even he couldn’t see them. The fire in his soul had been mounting up, begging him, torturing him, tempting him. Now it had erupted altogether, Vegeta’s fury was unmatched and before Kigami knew it he was receiving the beating of the life time.

Vegeta exhaled deeply as sweat came down his brow, he was enjoying every punch, every strike, every kick, every blow. He showed no mercy. Striking lethally with utmost accuracy. Every blow hit, Kigami couldn’t dodge or block. He was still transfixed, one second he had been gloating the next he was sustaining a large amount of blows. Vegeta’s pupils were still bulging out with desire, his rate increased and the punches came in faster and faster and faster. Kigami groaned in pain, he couldn’t keep up with the pain, by the time he felt the blow on his side, twenty more came on the rest of his body.

Finally Kigami managed to catch a punch but he couldn’t hold it for long, the rest of the saiya-jin’s limbs came like lightning. He could swear he heard a crackle, but no, that was his bone being dislocated. The Major tried to break contact but Vegeta came after him and pounced like a leopard, not giving Kigami a second to react. The prince’s enthusiasm grew and grew and the blows were not only coming faster but stronger than ever before. Didn’t Vegeta ever get tired? He was like a man on fire. Kigami tried to gaze at his eyes but all he could see was white blobs hitting him continuously.

Kigami charged a ki blast in one hand and shoved it randomly into one of Vegeta’s fists. Smoke puffed from the contact and Vegeta was blown off meters away. ‘Feisty guy he is’ thought Kigami taking a few breaths. He could feel all the pain. Vegeta had battered him but he hadn’t left one mark on him. Speaking of marks, had body gotten bigger. Apparently the bruises had swollen and there wasn’t a part of his body that wasn’t covered in bruises, Vegeta had made sure of that.

“Hey Kigami get your ass movin’” came a familiar gruff voice of his colonel, the red menace turned his head around to reply but then he felt a tug on his horns. The surprised creature was lifted off the ground and spun around. He felt himself being thrown off like a boomerang. Then a force like a typhoon blasted upon his gut and shot him towards the ground, burying him into the firm earth. Kigami got up outraged, his neck was seized by a white gloved man. “You incapable bastard show me what you’re made of !” shrieked Vegeta and before he knew it he was bashed back to the ground.

Vegeta impatiently waited as his opponent recovered and lunged at him. The two exchanged blows, they would be even but Vegeta’s blows were more effective than Kigami’s in fact, Vegeta hardly felt Kigami’s blows.

They raged on and before five minutes had passed the Major ended up dodging and blocking. For every successful fist he escaped he received ten more and soon he was blown off into a rock formation.

Vegeta walked up to him slowly, dangerously and murderously. The sun blazed on the poor Major and sweat poured itself on him. He groaned as a mixture of sweat and blood dripped off his knees.


drip, drip, drip and Vegeta came ever closer. He had to do it, there was no other choice, he was too much of a fearsome opponent.

The wounded assassin rubbed his sore horns. The animal had almost pulled them off. He winced in pain but managed to get up. His sore body couldn’t take more assaults from this beast.

Vegeta was now a meter away from him. The Major smirked much to Vegeta’s surprise.

“heh, you put up quite a match, but I, MAJOR KIGAMI” Vegeta winced in displeasure as his victim bellowed his name out, “still have one trick left up my sleeve” he finished grinning with his filthy teeth.

“heh let’s see it then. You’re really boring me you know.” He said as he crossed his arms and waited expectantly.

“You’ll regret ever doubting MAJOR KIGAMI’s super trademark attack !” he informed, the injured Major thrust his palms out as if showing them to Vegeta. The palms split into spaghetti like strands and charged at Vegeta.

“hah that’s your damn trademark attack ! Don’t make me laugh !” he complained unimpressed by the display.

The prince grabbed the strands furiously but others came and coiled around his arm. Before he knew it more than half his body was entangled in the metallic cords. They wrapped themselves around him and all that was left uncovered was from his upper lip up to his spiky hairdo.

“HAHAHAHA, YOU FELL FOR IT !!” The Major bellowed happily with a big grin plastered on his face. The rhino faced colonel sighed in exasperation. Of all the survivors why had the obnoxious Major survived? It was so unfair ! He had really been hoping that the irritating bastard would be defeated shamefully and killed by the black haired saiya-jin. The Colonel had been really looking forward to never seeing that ego of his ever again. Well all was lost. He thought as he looked on at the trapped saiya-jin. Then he remembered. The other warriors ! He looked across him and saw Trunks and Gohan standing there calmly. Maybe things weren’t so bad after all. They seem fairly more powerful than the other participant and that is more than enough to defeat Kigami.

He realized then that, they weren’t worried about their comrade. They hadn’t jumped in and saved him, they weren’t worried in the least. Actually they seemed relaxed. Was it because they were uncaring of their ally’s fate? Or could it be….?

He looked back at the entangled warrior, maybe he wasn’t finished through and through either and from the looks of it the agile warrior hadn’t really been trying. But the frustration was more than enough to tell that even he knew he was in a fix. Then…why? Could it be that these ‘z’ fighters didn’t care, it doesn’t seem that way, and yet there is no other explanation.

That guy had put up a good no GREAT fight but he was done for and to think he had done that much damage to the Major only to be doomed by an attack his victim had conjured. He shouldn’t have underestimated Kigami, now look at him, sprawled up in a web of no escape. He almost felt sorry for the spiky warrior.

Kigami smiled and chuckled gleefully as he bashed Vegeta for the umpteenth time. Again, he flung him high up into the air and threw him back down for the impact. It was like flying a kite. Vegeta’s bones shook upon the impact. He was furious, the saiya-jin bit the strips around him. “ugh…steel…” , he struggled again and again but the more he did the more the bonds closed in on him.

He wasn’t going to let it end this way. He was just beating this guy into a pulp a minute ago how had he taken control of this situation so fast. He wasn’t some third class saiya-jin with average power coursing through his veins, he was the prince goddamn it, the prince, the saiya-jin prince, elite, ROYALTY ! He had to come up with something that would help him. He closed his eyes and tried to come up with a solution but it was going to be difficult his anger and frustration were plugging his ability to concentrate. Things weren’t looking good, Was his doom in the hands of this…inferior creature? Was he going to die this way? Like this…disgraced….in front of Trunks?

A certain purple haired warrior watched in anxiety as his father was yet again slammed to the ground by the inferior bully. Was he just going to stand there and watch his father die? But if he jumped in, his father would be mad at him and he would realize that he, Trunks, had surpassed him. Who knows what he would do if he found out that he was inferior to him? He might give up and maybe commit suicide? The thought made Trunks shiver, but at least that way he would be able to enjoy him a bit longer, who knows maybe he’d speak to him in two months time. But he was still unsure, what if he was going to end up in embarrassment, what if Vegeta was actually biding his time? It didn’t seem that way but still….now Trunks watched as the beast known as Major Kigami was spinning Vegeta around, crashing his victim to the ground in mid-spin, crashing HIS father on the ground. As he looked at the face Vegeta was wearing he decided that he should take matters into his own hands, his father would’ve saved him if he was in a tight pinch wouldn’t he? So would he, all for one and one for all besides his mother would throw a fit if she found out he had just stood there and watched him die.

He was going to do it, he was going to save his father….”Don’t worry Trunks, your father will be okay.” Said a solemn, cheerful voice beside him. Trunks looked at its owner obviously in wonder. It was as if Gohan had read his mind. Who was he kidding anyway? His father was doomed without help, he was oblivious to Gohan’s reaction at the moment, so calm so peaceful so serene. It made him sick. His father was being pulverized and he was staring there looking on, not a care in the world. Again as if reading Trunks’s thoughts Gohan spoke the exact statement that was needed. “I mean…if I know Vegeta and believe me I do, he’s gonna be A-Okay and will be pummeling the guy to a pulp, mercilessly, I know he will, he always pulls through. Vegeta’s down but not out oho he’s not out by a long shot.” He said wisely wearing the exact same smile Goku used to wear in these situations. A confident smile, that spelled “faith” all over it. Gohan’s voice echoed in Trunks’s mind. He was so powerful, so majestic, so godly. Like a sacred voice in the wind. He was definitely Son Goku’s heir. But as Trunks looked and observed he didn’t know how right Gohan was. The look on Vegeta’s face seemed terrified and it screamed for help as he struggled in panic.

Little did Trunks know that the look on Vegeta’s face wasn’t terror but rage, anger, fury and utmost wrath. Vegeta felt like he was going to hurl, all this spinning made him dizzy. He had finally had it, this creature won’t make a mockery of him ! He was Prince Vegeta ! The saiya-jin warrior clasped at some of the strands of steel around him and fired channeled his ki into one electrifying jolt. “HAAAAAAAAA!” screamed Vegeta, a golden light erupted in the midst of the wire. To Kigami’s bewilderment large bolts of lightning electrocuted his arms. He couldn’t handle it. The creature in his grasp was tearing all his strands. Vegeta’s flames rose again within his soul and he was enraged once more. Kigami looked in wonder the black haired warrior was replaced with a golden one. A flame that would surely burn him to ashes. He looked into the monster’s bright green eyes and saw the life within it.

Vegeta felt the power within his aging body, the jolt it made, the change. He loved the way his ki increased so rapidly and how his strength and agility amplified. But mostly he loved the ki increase. Overall the transformation felt like a rebirth and he had to release it on someone.

Vegeta charged and released his fiery rage on the hateful Major. The bastard had made him go Super Saiya-jin. Multiple hits made their way and finished the Major off. With a roar of triumph he pointed his palm at the Major and released a wave of golden ki at the corpse. A ditch was left there, vaporizing earth and the Major’s corpse.

His green eyes searched hungrily for their next opponent and he soon found Colonel Blug staring back at him in shock and astonishment.

Gohan still gazed at Vegeta his eyes smiling at him honorably. Trunks sighed in relief and acknowledged Gohan’s wisdom.

Blug was shocked, he certainly hadn’t been expecting that. Who was this warrior? Where did he come from? And where was Kigami’s previous victim? Of course he was more than glad that Kigami had died and would have licked his lips in pleasure if it hadn’t been for the state of shock he was in. Then he realized…it was his victim. He had…changed. No wonder his comrades weren’t worried, he had killed Kigami instantly. No challenge whatsoever.

Then he realized he was the Golden Fighter’s next target. His furious eyes were piercing him madly and he gazed with clenched fists. His veins pumping, bulging out on his temples.

“Bravo ! Good job ! That Major was getting on my nerves !” the colonel finally said, Vegeta didn’t respond he just stared hatefully.

“You know I kind of like you. Its too bad you’re going to have to die. But don’t worry your death will be swift.” He gloated sneering at his opponent. The silence bothered the colonel and he narrowed his eyes and stared back.

Finally after a moment of staring Vegeta grinned madly, insanely so to speak. His fists trembled and his teeth chattered. The colonel raised an eyebrow and before he could react Vegeta was on him like a hungry wolf. He phased in front of him and threw fists at his face. Hitting his horn too. Vegeta’s desire was too overwhelming he threw punch after punch straightly into his face with no tactics at all, like an inexperienced teenager. This was another victim, another slave, another corpse.

He boxed Blug who endured it all, too shocked to return the blows. Not unlike Kigami. He finally realized what was going on and threw a solid punch to Vegeta’s gut. Vegeta felt it, it was more painful than any of Kigami’s wasteful blows but he didn’t care, pain didn’t matter nothing mattered. Offense only mattered. Blow after blow, kick after kick, Vegeta was a slave to his desire, to his passion, to his anger. Blug finally had it, he caught a punch and then he spun Vegeta around once and flung him away. But Vegeta ferociously returned. This time, however Blug was ready. The two exchanged blows going higher and higher and higher. Vegeta felt them all, he was receiving damage this time. But he still didn’t care no matter how much his body complained all that mattered now was to feed the flames in his burning soul.

Blug pulled apart and threw a baseball sized ki blast, it collided with Vegeta but he still charged, he was met by other ki blasts as Blug kept it at a long distance. Vegeta got angry and fired a navy ki blast at Blug. His rage multiplying by the seconds he threw an enormous amount and Blug, engulfed by it was thrown to the ground, his body swallowed up by ki and thick black smoke. Vegeta threw a golden ki blast after it and laughed manically.

He gazed at the ground and scanned the debris, he could still sense Blug’s ki. His senses weren’t really clear due to the blazing emotions but they were still accurate enough to sense that the colonel was still alive.

“SMASHER BLAST !” A raging ki came at Vegeta’s way. It lunged forward out of the debris in a reddish-green glow. Instead of wisely dodging it Vegeta plunged into it, soaring down into its core. BASH ! The impact made his whole body rattle but he was still uncaring. He zoomed down like a hawk. With a war cry his power increased and ascended beyond that of a SSJ. He had ascended. As the debris cleared he could see that Blug had also powered up, a white aura, unusually white aura, was around him. It was bright and his power was increased as well.

Blug threw volleys of fists and fired numerous ki blasts, his power topped Vegeta’s but not by a long shot. “I’m impressed by your efforts. You are a challenging opponent but you shall die ! HAAA” he cried, “SHUT UP ! I AM THE LEGANDARY VEGETA, THE ULTIMATE BEING IN THE KNOWN UNIVERSE HAAA!” The intensity got bigger and bigger and the two fighters were so feverish that their bodies glowed red with heat.

“Man what a fight |! Dad is so sloppy though, I’ve never seen him like this before.” Commented Trunks, Gohan didn’t reply instead he followed the battle in front of them and ignored the comment made.

Blug had the upper hand at the moment, with a swift kick to the gut Vegeta’s abrupt velocity was put on hold and Blug seized the opportunity and elbowed Vegeta to the ground beneath him.

Blug soared after the damaged body and powerfully punched him further down. Now that Vegeta’s fury had been satisfied he was feeling the pain of his body. He felt like his body was made of threads of cotton and they were about to fall off at any moment. His face hurt the most, oh how it hurt. Gashes were seen everywhere and his navy blue gi was reduced to shreds.

His head clashed with the ground uncomfortably, this guy was a handful. If only he was ten years younger, he’d be able to go SSJ4 and eliminate the bastard. Blug came soaring down his elbow smashing into Vegeta’s ribs. He had knocked the wind out of him for a moment but then blood seeped out of his mouth. The rhino grinned evilly and grabbed Vegeta’s head, he mashed it face first into the dirt and stepped on it with his clawed foot.

“hahahaha, I guess the mighty Vegeta isn’t so mighty after all. Pft ultimate being in the whole universe, what a joke !” he mocked burying his foot deeper into Vegeta’s head. “eat dirt scum ! This is where you belong !” he teased he put his other foot on Vegeta’s back and BASH ! His great foot cracked into Vegeta’s spine. The saiya-jin gave a muffled cry of pain. “You like that huh?” he said chuckling. He then did it again, this time blasting his foot well on it. It was so great that a sonic wave emitted upon the impact. The pain was unbearable and the worst part is he couldn’t cry out. The gruesome Colonel stomped on his spine every time with a little more strength added to it. His back was without a doubt covered in bruises. Blug made sure his spine was in a bad condition. He smiled as he stomped on it with all force every time hearing a crack. His ssj form was constantly flashing out back to his base form.

Vegeta was pulverized and the thought reawakened his flaming soul. He was the prince of all saiya-jins, no one stuck his head in the dirt and got away with it. NO ONE ! Adrenaline rushed through his body like blood. He tripled in size and he bulged crazy. He had gone USSJ. The force of the transformation blew Blug away. Vegeta flew into the air, his eyes pupil less. He lashed out at Blug and punched him so hard that he was thrown off a great distance. Blug came back and hit him in the face. This enraged the saiya-jin and he soon turned SSJ2. Electricity crackled around his body and Blug would soon fear his wrath.

“AAAAAAH I AM THE PRINCE OF ALL SAIYA-JINS ! YOU WON’T MAKE A MOCKERY OF ME ! HAAAA” Vegeta was consumed with rage. He threw punches like crazy. But he knew he wasn’t able to endure the SSJ2 form for long. His aging body was being strained by the transformation and his bones felt like they were being squeezed by metallic fingers. The more he moved his limbs to attack, the more it hurt. He knew he had to end this quickly.

Vegeta tilted his fist back and punched Blug away at a great distance. The enraged Colonel came back. Vegeta panted and his muscles bulged. He cupped his palms backwards and a golden ki sphere formed. “Final…” Blug was inches from his face and the attack was hardly half finished. The colonel charged and……‘zap’ Vegeta fired eye beams straight into the colonel’s eyes. That would immobilize him for awhile. The pain in his organs was unbearable he couldn’t hold it for long. The ki blast was almost at its peak. Blug opened his eyes and realized what Vegeta was doing. “s**t ! SMASHER BLAST !” he cried, “FLASH !” The smasher blast couldn’t stand up to the might of the golden ki blast, it blasted through it and hurled itself straight into Blug.

KABOOM !Finally Vegeta couldn’t handle the strain any longer and he submitted. His black hair returned and he fell to the ground unconscious.

Trunks and Gohan smiled as they saw Blug’s body land with a thump. It was smoking, like overcooked meat. Soon Vegeta landed as well. In the end they were both even. Trunks walked up to the Colonel’s body and pointed his palm at it.

“Trunks wait!” Gohan cried, “Let’s let him live.” He said. “What?! But Gohan!” Trunks exclaimed. “Trust me, I believe that this result will cause their leader to wake up and see the light….see us.” He said with a grin.

“oh alright.” Trunks surrendered as Gohan levitated the body into its space craft. The scholar pressed a few buttons and the craft was off. Trunks watched it hatefully and fired a yellow ki blast at it.

“Trunks !” cried Gohan, the space craft’s outer shell was incinerated and crackles of shockwaves occasionally lined.
“Just to make sure he has a bumpy ride. C’mon let’s go home.” Trunks signaled as he lifted his father on to his back. “I’m proud of ya dad.” He whispered as they lifted off home.

Next time it will be their fight. No more delays. The true clash will begin.

Gohan thought as his coal black eyes shimmered with power. It will be a glorious victory. He looked at his friend whom he was levitating and smiled. He was proud by their efforts. Next time it would be his and Trunks’s turn to fight. To prove their essence as their friends have done, excluding Goten.

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meh i dunno why i even bother but oh well maybe i'll get some replies if I'm lucky.

[.Osmond_Fan]

Good, Good, you're doing well with this fic Predator, though I've only read up to chapter 2, I'll read the rest again

[Gosan]

Now I understand why your advice is so good, you have incorporated all that in your own fiction, which turned out to be not the best, but hey it’s still fantastic.

Your use of words, description and battle sequences makes it mind gripping and I like the new characters and character development you put into it.

Nice that you gave the humans more attention since most fan-fictions don’t nowadays. I look forward to the next chapter. Keep it up Predator! Keep going!

[the predator]

This fiction has been cancelled if someone could delete or put in it in the completed works section it would be appreciated.

I enjoyed writing TMG up to the very end but let's face it, it never excelled much now did it? oh well sayonara TMG !

[the predator]

After two years of being out...I think this story deserves a welcome back speech to inspire and coughborecough you.

Instead of succumbing to the temptation of starting a new fic i've decided to to continue this disaster. I've reread it and I see many flaws, a lot and I see the lack of technique as well. However I had a good general plot I believe. Anyways here's chapter 6, its supposed to get better now but I'm not going to stake my reputation on it since I'm just getting back to writing after a loooong time and additionally this is another chapter (like the ones above) without any proof reads (I can never seem to shake that habit),so grammatically it might be just as poor but story-wise I'm SURE its better.

Also I've noticed that in my past I have depended alot on reviews. I'm not expecting any this time (especially since this section is not what it used to be). If this story gets canceled twice it will be as a result of another force not the lack of reviews. So without further ado I present the REVIVAL of 'The Modern Generation' (damn I got some work to do)

A/N btw I decided I'm going to stick with English names for characters but japanese names for attacks (the ones I know) since I've noticed that I alternated alot in the previous installments.

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Chapter 6: Revelations

Last time on The Modern Generation Vegeta squared off against the mighty Colonel Blug, after a tight battle Vegeta narrowly beat the resilient Colonel by tapping into the Super Saiya-jin 2 form, unfortunately
Vegeta's old body wasn't able to withstand the form so he couldn't finish the Colonel off. Trunks was about to but Gohan told him to let the Colonel live as a warning to his superiors. Will General Yestran take the hint and leave? How will he react to yet another defeat? What became of Goten in the last fight? And how will the other confront him about it find out today on The Modern Generation!
He had a note of anger in his voice. “Bulla, may I speak to my brother alone?” the words were said without removing eye contact from the subject. The tension was high and the green haired demi saiya-jin dared not challenge it. She nodded automatically, and nudged her reluctant son to follow her. “Yes of course Gohan” and with that, the Son brothers were left alone in the living room.

It was the dead of the night, apparently Gohan wanted to get this over with as soon as possible. He didn’t want to let his anger subside with a good night’s sleep. He wanted to say to Goten what should be said irrelevant of the time. He would’ve come before but Vegeta needed immediate medical attention and he had to make sure he was going to be okay. After that it would’ve been impolite not to spend some time to console Bulma and Trunks and assure them that their loved one was going to be okay. He made sure however to reserve the best ever scolding for Goten. He had called his wife telling her he was going to be home late and then hurtled straight for his brother’s familiar house.

After persistent knocks it was young Goshi who answered the door. Had Goten heard him and decided not to open? Probably the case and Goshi might get a scolding of his own for opening. Nevertheless he would’ve found another way to wake his brother up from his slumber, if he had been asleep that is. Gohan’s power level was sure to have woken Goten up.

Bulla and Goshi tried to derail him with some small talk but it was to no avail, a groggy Goten had entered the room in his pyjamas, head down predictably and then the following scene took place.

“So Goten what do you have to say for yourself?” asked Gohan, he couldn’t believe he was doing this to an adult: a childish adult but an adult nevertheless.

“I have nothing to say for myself. What the hell are you doing here?” Goten raised his voice with the statement and made eye contact with his older brother.

This took Gohan aback; he didn’t think Goten was going to rebel in such a case as this. “You tell me, is this the way you’re going to honour your father’s legacy?”

“I do what I want Gohan. The thing is you’re not my father, you’re just my nosy older brother.” He said spitefully.

“So you really wanna go there huh?” Gohan stepped dangerously close to Goten, he stared into his brother’s twin black orbs. They were indignant but he could see that tint of fear, of uncertainty in his brother’s eyes. There was only a small fraction of it, hidden beneath all that denial. Goten did not move, he stood his ground against his more muscular brother. If one looked at them generally, they’d say they were both on equal terms in dominance. But when a person focuses his eye on the details he would see that there were slight differences, which proved Gohan’s dominance.

For one thing, Goten seemed erect, a little too erect while Gohan was in a relaxed state. Goten’s position was slightly facing away from Gohan, as if ready to retreat at any moment, there was an imbalance in his shoulders. One shoulder, to Gohan’s left was slightly more forward than the other. On the other hand Gohan faced his younger brother completely, absolutely with no imbalances whatsoever. Goten’s expression was also much more serious, with furrowed eyebrows while Gohan was utterly expressionless.

Gohan removed his gaze; this was not a sign of inferiority but rather of nonchalance. “Fine Goten have it your way.” He said with his back to Goten. “But remember this: if my nose isn’t allowed anywhere then yours isn’t either.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

Gohan’s head titled slightly to the left a little. “It means, don’t come crying to me when you’re in a pinch”

“Listen Gohan,”

Gohan turned fully now, he knew his brother well and he knew that apologetic tone his brother contained, he knew it too well. He was actually glad to hear it. A feud was the last thing he wanted; even though Goten was going to be at the wrong end.

“I’m sorry I didn’t show today it was wrong”

“That’s okay Go-”

“Let me finish” as he said this Goten’s face turned to the floor. “I can’t do this anymore Gohan, I’m sick and tired of living in your shadow. I didn’t even try to compete, you’re always one step ahead of me. But now I know that that doesn’t matter.” His voice was low now, barely enough to be heard by human ears. But Gohan used his full attention and his eardrums were picking up every vibration that was coming out of Goten’s voice and absorbing them with a reaction of surprise. He had never heard Goten speak this…deeply before.

“What matters it that we protect the world from any jackasses. We must work together, especially now that dad’s gone. I’ve lived my life to the full, and now this is the only thing that I haven’t achieved, that I gave up on when I hit puberty.” He paused for a second and titled his head up a little to see if Gohan was listening, he was, his face now contained an expression of gravity on it. “Know that when you came here, I was expecting to fight you but I guess I started remembering the decreasing power levels of all our friends this morning and the regret I felt finally sunk in.”

“Don’t worry Goten, all our friends are okay. I expect you to be there next time though.” Gohan chirped, he went to hug his brother and they both shared a few moments in each other’s embrace.

“Wow I guess school really did have an effect on you, where’d you learn to talk like that?” asked Gohan jokingly, it was followed by a hearty laugh from Goten.

Gohan smiled in triumph, he knew that this would be like recruiting a new warrior or rather rediscovering an old one. His brother was back. The previous battles had been nothing compared to one they were going to face now. Every fighter knew that, they could sense on the edge of their consciousness that slightly larger power looming in the distance. They couldn’t keep a track of it since it was so far away but they knew that trouble was soon to come.


The castle-like ship’s gate opened with a whirr, Colonel Blug; in his semi-conscious state could see General Yestran awaiting his arrival. This would not be a happy greeting. Blood was still flowing out freely. His horn felt as if it was about to fall off his face. Blug counted the seconds until his badly conditioned ship would arrive at the gate and willed them to be longer but as a result they seemed much shorter. The ship landed with a crash on the larger ship’s steel ground. Smoke billowed from it as the door fell off as it was opening by automation. Colonel Blug winced at the sound of the crashing door but got out of the heavily damaged spaceship with dignity. His legs could barely withstand his weight but he knew he had to stay upright or he would make General Yestran ever angrier.

“Colonel! Where are the rest of your men?”

“They…ugh…are all dead”

“You mean you failed me?”

General Yestran’s face was purple with rage. He backhanded the Colonel who fell to the ground with a thud, breathing heavily. The Colonel didn’t even try to get up maybe if he played dead the general would leave him and besides he couldn’t muster the strength to get on his feet.

“I would kill you now if my half my force hadn’t already been obliterated! These Z fighters will suffer from my hand! I swear it.” As the general finished his sentence the damaged ship that the Colonel had arrived from exploded in a fiery blaze.

The General’s outline turned red then into a thicker green and dispersed, after about five seconds of having done this you could see a group of men clanking towards their General in their heavy army boots. “You called sir?” said the apparent leader of the pack nervously.

“Yes, I want you to prepare a ship for me, and set it to leave around 90 minutes from now. A-class of course. Tell the pilots to steer this ship closer to earth and set up its defences. I want no breaches while I’m away, full lockdown total alert and the ship had better be ready in the next 90 minutes.”
“Yes General Yestran sir.”

With that the general turned his back to them and made his way up a staircase. His pace was slow now despite his anger, this was because he was pondering of how he was going to explain to the lord that half his force had been destroyed by the ‘Z’ fighters which the lord had warned him about!

The General faced the familiar marble doors, which led to the room where his master resided. He opened them with a creak and walked at a snail’s pace on the red carpet trail that led to his master’s majestic chair.

The figure did not stir, not until General Yestran was a few meters away from him did he move.

“Yestran…why have…you awakened me…from my sleep?” he coughed as he spoke.

“I-I need your permission for something my lord” stammered the General trying as hard as he could to keep his composure, and failing.

“Ah I was having such a wonderful dream. My former glory was rediscovered.”

The master coughed and then looked at the General who was about to make the fatal mistake of looking away but fortunately caught himself in the act.

“I hope my dream will come into fruition.” This time he didn’t cough: a rare occurrence at the wrong time.

“That’s just it sire. In an attempt to-”

“Attempt!” A series of coughs ensued after the master had bellowed the word. It went on for so long that the General had to shuffle out and bring his master’s serum so that he recovered. After carefully administering the dose he continued in his speech, but the little composure he had was long gone.

“You’ve…made me angry…explain yourself.”

“I’m very sorry sire. I will never repeat such an act. I’m also sorry to inform you that I’m going to have to leave in a few moments’ time to get rid of those Z fighters you spoke of.”

“You…fool…you don’t think I know…of…what happened to your men.” He said grimly in his hoarse voice.

“But…how?” General Yestran was shocked, had someone ratted him out? Now it couldn’t be. No one dared face the lord and somehow he knew that the lord knew more than he was letting on. Every time he had been there to deliver his daily dose he had seemed a bit more tense than usual…especially after a defeat.

“I may be weak…General…but I still have abilities of which would…make you…tremble” The master paused

“You have…not…been diligent with your research…you have…destroyed half my army…I am very angry…you are in the process of failing me.”

“I’m very sorry sire please forgive-”

“Do…not…interrupt me…you can still redeem yourself Yestran…I do not care if the whole army is destroyed…as long as I get my power back…The Z fighters are essential for my return…I knew from the start you would not have the ability to…destroy…destroy…them. But they serve…a different purpose…especially now that Son Goku is gone…. Yes Yestran…Son Goku…the weak saiya-jin warrior you researched about…he didn’t end up being weak as you think…here’s what you will do Yestran…”

The healing ability of the senzu bean never ceased to amaze Vegeta. One bite and he was cured from any injuries which he might’ve possessed. No sitting in some stupid rejuvenation chamber for hours and then having to rest anymore. That was one of the things he didn’t miss about his old lifestyle.

He was in his familiar bed with his green haired wife hovering over him. “How does that feel Vegeta?”

“It feels fine. Where’s Trunks?” he sat up instantly and scoured the room for the familiar demi saiya-jin.

“He went to get more senzu beans from Korin so that we wouldn’t have to go to him every time somebody got injured.” She stated simply in her know-it all voice.

“I am not injured!” Vegeta retorted indignantly.

“Not anymore you’re not.”

Vegeta’s face turned into a shade of red. She had learned how to handle him. Whereas before she would quarrel with him and they’d have a heated argument she’d now speak calmly and undermine his antics, a tactic that gave her victory every time. He had no doubt that she was the perfect mate for him. Her personality constantly reminded him of that.

The door opened and a familiar purple haired demi saiya-jin entered with a brown bag clutched between his fourth finger and his pinky.

“Hey honey what took you so long?” chirped Bulma embracing her muscular son in a hug. “Yajirobe kept complaining.” Sighed Trunk

“How dare you bring me here boy? I wanted to finish that oversized pig off”

“Please dad, it’s the dead of night I have to go back or Pan’s gonna throw a fit.” After Trunks said this he put his hands over his mouth. Putting Pan feeling above his father’s in front of Vegeta was not a healthy action to take.

“WHAT?? YOU DARE PUT YOU WOMAN ABOVE ME?” Vegeta bellowed.

Trunks sensed his power level rising steadily. He knew his father wasn’t going to attack him but it had become a second nature to be scared in such a situation.

“HEY! Are you saying you wouldn’t put me over your father Vegeta?”

Trunks looked over at his mother. She gave Vegeta her back and put her hands across.

“Well, well…you see…I…that’s different…” Vegeta was facing Bulma’s back and now ignored Trunks completely.

Trunks shook his head and felt a teardrop run down the back of it. This would last for hours. “Well I’m leaving.” He uttered slowly and moved for the door.

“I’m coming with you.” Interjected Bulma and also made for the door.

“WHAT? Come on! See what you have done boy?” accused Vegeta but Trunks and Bulma had already gone out of the door.

As they were walking down the stairs Bulma halted. “Well goodnight Trunks”

Trunks turned behind him to face her, he looked at her quizzically “huh? I thought you said you were coming with me.”

“Oh no dear. I just said that to save you an argument at this time of night. Besides who knows what might happen if I left your father alone for one night.” She smiled and winked at him.

Trunks looked away and chuckled. His mother never ceased to amaze him. “I owe you one mom, goodnight” and with that the purple-haired warrior left the dome-shaped house and took flight. Pan wouldn’t be as merciful as his mother.


“KA-ME-HA-ME-HAAA” The blue wave prickled him as it left from his palms.

BOOM!

The ground shook with the power of the wave and formed a small crater. “Damn I missed.” Admitted a certain black-haired demi saiya-jin. “Where did he go?” demanded Trunks and looked around him.

Gohan had waked them up early to train. They all had little sleep because of the power that was making their senses go berserk. They had come here to this desolated place. It was just he, Goten and Gohan. Trunks was surprised when he saw Goten so focused on fighting. He hadn’t seen this side of him in years. He had asked him about it and Goten had just said something about having a new rival now. It confused Trunks a bit but he got the main point of it.

Gohan didn’t summon the others; since they weren’t up to par with their fighting power they would just slow them down and they weren’t going to ask Vegeta to come along in case he started dictating everything. So after a warm-up and some individual training they were now sparring with each other. Currently it was Goten and Trunks versus Gohan and they weren’t doing too well.

Gohan phased above Goten and kicked him out of the sky. “You’re out of shape bro” he shouted at the descending speck that was Goten.

“HAAA” Trunks charged at him and attempted to punch him but his hand went through an after-image. “Too slow Trunks.” Whispered a voice in his ear and then he felt a heavy force on his jaw that threw him to a nearby rock formation.

By this time Goten was back up in the air. He just stood there panting with a serious look on his face. Gohan faced him, his hands across with a cocky smile etched on his face.

Goten closed his eyes and smiled as well. “Not bad Gohan.” He chuckled a bit before he resumed his comments, by this time Trunks had recovered and phased beside Goten, also with a smile on his face.

“Yeah Gohan, but you’re going to have to go Mystic when facing two super saiya-jins” as he said this Trunks’s aura revealed itself with a blast. “HAAA” with that cry the aura grew larger and became golden, Trunks’s hair stood on its end and flashed into a golden color and his pupils turned into a brighter shade of blue.. Goten’s features also did this but with the difference that the hair was different.

“Is that a fact?” asked Gohan in reply to Trunks’s statement.

“Don’t be cocky Gohan or we’ll have to bring you some senzu beans” said Goten and they both charged at the older saiya-jin.

Sonic booms emitted as the golden warriors simultaneously tried to land a punch on their more powerful adversary with their feverish assault. After a few second of attempting, Goten managed to uppercut his brother on the chin. His head tilted up, Trunks tried to follow that up but failed as Gohan’s hand rapidly caught his arm, his foot ascended and kicked Goten in the gut. Goten’s body swirled inwardly with pain and this gave the opportunity for Gohan to elbow him at the back of the head. Goten spiralled downwards to the ground with the impact.

This all happened while Gohan had just caught Trunks’s flailing arm. Now Gohan turned his attention to the baffled Trunks. “He shouldn’t have hit me. First punch of the day” commented Gohan, smiling ever-cockily. In a panic Trunks brought his other arm to punch his captor but to no avail, he was too fast and before he knew it, Trunks was hurtling to the ground as well.

A few seconds later the two golden fighters were ascending back in a fast speed, they both passionately brought arms back and punched violently…only to hit an after-image. “How the hell did he get so fast?” Trunks had hardly started the sentence when he felt himself being thrown into the opposite direction he was facing, he hadn’t seen it coming, one second his hand was going through an after image and the next he was hurtling in the air alongside Goten.

“That’s it! I’ve had it” cried Goten and stopped abruptly, he charged again towards his brother. He phased above him and kicked him in his buttocks. The golden warrior seemed surprised that his foot didn’t go through another after image but wasted no time, every millisecond counted against Gohan. He grabbed him from behind in an arm-lock as Trunks came back and punched him in the gut.

Gohan swivelled downwards in pain, Trunks turned back to base form. Goten had gotten Gohan right where he wanted. They had basically won. “See bro…” Goten panted as his brother struggled violently against the golden warrior’s grip. “You shouldn’t have gotten cocky…If we had been fighting for real Trunks would’ve finished you off by now” said Goten releasing the grip on his older brother.

Gohan smiled cheerfully, “not really, I could’ve brought my foot up and kicked him, but I didn’t wanna do it, this is a spar after all.”

“Hah whatever you say Gohan.” Chuckled Trunks.

“I’m surprised at you Goten, I didn’t think you’d last this long”

“Haha, yeah Goten I’m surprised you caught up with me, we should spar sometime” challenged Trunks.

“Yeah just like old times” said Goten, secretly he was exhausted he had been giving it his all at some periods of the battle while Trunks and Gohan had been suppressing their powers. But he wasn’t a long way off; his endurance just needed a little brushing up.

“Man I’m hungry” remarked Gohan cheerfully. Goten chuckled “You sounded like dad the way you said it.” Trunks nodded in agreement. “Haha really? Cool, you guys wanna come over to my place for lunch” requested Gohan.

“Yeah sure I’m starving.” Agreed Goten. “I’d come, only I promised mom I’d eat at her place so…see ya”

“That is too bad haha Bulma never was much of a cook.” Trunks glared playfully at Gohan’s remark but then made an expression, which conceded to his words. Goten’s stomach suddenly made a loud lurch.

“Hey Gohan are we going or what?”

Gohan and Trunks turned to see where the sound was coming from; Goten had already flown at a distance. “Boy did that sound come from way over there?” questioned Trunks

“GOHAN!” cried Goten leaving his brother no time to reply to Trunks’s question.

“See ya Trunks.”

“See you Gohan.”

Three pearly white auras formed around the demi saiya-jin, two of them went one way while the other went the opposite way, and the place became isolated once again. The only difference from before the ‘sparring’ was the disfigured rock formations and a crater which had a pungent smell of burnt rock around it but everything else was the same.

Not far from the earth, sat General Yestran in his personal ship. He smiled crookedly. His anger had subsided. His master’s would-be return to glory more than compensated for those trainees and weak soldiers that were lost in vain. Besides he might also get the chance to replace some of his dead solders with stronger, more prominent ones. Now that he knew his master’s full plan he was less worried than before. Those earthlings didn’t know what was coming at them. They were going to regret the day they met General Yestran. At this thought the diabolic General laughed maniacally in the vacuum of space where his ship was edging closer to Earth…

[the predator]

A/N: Hey everyone *sees no one*, well I don't see why I used to be upset with no reviews, this is much better. I get to express myself with no deadlines to meet and maybe some invisible reader or two. Lol this chapter has been written for quite some while but I was too lazy to post. Oh and for new readers that might someday read this. There are going to be some concrete changes from the previous chapters in terms of style. Thoughts will be in this format : 'thought'. And every character name will be American except Bulla. I just can't call her Bra and maybe some more crappy names I can't think of right now.


Another thing, I still have to talk to the MODs about this font-pconfusion. I mean if you are analytical the last paragraph has a different font that I can't change without rewriting (and I'm too lazy for that) so just bear with it for now. Now then off to the next chapter: *waits for applause*...*waits for applause*...*dies of old age*


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Chapter 7: General Yestran arrives

Last time on The Modern Generation Gohan and Goten were close to starting a family feud, however Goten caved in at the last moment and admitted his mistakes, now he's come back better than ever...And they will need him against this force that's heading towards Earth. In what way does this force threaten our heroes? Find out on The Modern Generation!



He was close now…better start making the preparations. General Yestran opened his eyes fully to confirm his assumptions. He was right; Earth was closing in now. Somehow there was something eerily familiar about this planet to Yestran. He couldn’t quite put his finger on it. He had seen pictures of it from the computer database back at the main spaceship. But now that it was in front of him, it was somehow different. The General shrugged off his thoughts and began taking action as the ship eased closer and closer to the Earth.

The ship was larger than the traditional traveller’s space ship. Usually a ship contained only room for the passenger, especially in a space pod. The cone-shaped ships had a bit more room and comfort but they were still a one-man ship. This one had three rooms, in spite of this however it was still appropriate for one man. The fact that the ship had only one seat at the front justified this, although two men would fit in emergency situations but it was obvious that the ship was designed for the luxurious traveller, such as General Yestran.

The General went into the back room, it was very circular compared to the other ones and at the very back of it sat what appeared to be large refrigerator with water vapour emanating from it. Yestran paused for a moment as if considering something and then made his way towards the refrigerator, shivering a little as he approached it.

‘Damn this sack cost me a fortune, I shouldn’t waste it on these petty low levels’

He turned away from the refrigerator and took three steps back to the front room- He halted again and forcefully made his way back to the refrigerator.

‘This is not my decision to make, and its best that I don’t defy the lord.’

He regretfully opened the refrigerator door and revealed a large heavy sack sitting on the top shelf with ice covered on certain patches. The General started at it for a moment and then outstretched his gloved hand for a second. A tiny golden light glowed from the centre of his palm and the sack levitated itself out of the refrigerator and hovered beside the General’s head. Meanwhile he closed the refrigerator door and made his way back to the front compartment, the sack followed him obediently before settling down snugly on a tiny reserved space on the ship’s ground.

At Kame house Master Roshi was listening to one of his favourite exercise tapes while the others were in a feverish discussion.

“I don’t see why I can’t come with you guys”

“Tien, these guys are way out of your league I’m telling you this as a friend.” Gohan was gesturing with his hands to prove the point that he was making.

They had all felt the ki that was coming towards them and had thus made a plan to meet at Kame house to see what they could come up with.

“I can always find a way to help Gohan, I’ve gotten stronger” pleaded Tien, he was being very stubborn.

“I don’t understand why this battle is so important to you, we can’t waste lives” interjected Goten.

Tien turned to Goten and scoffed, he didn’t know that Goten had made a resolution to change from his old ways so he still regarded him as a slacker.

“We won’t be wasting lives, I don’t see why we can’t come along like before.”

“You almost got killed before” – It was Trunks this time, he leaned his head forward into the conversation. “But I’m stronger now, I’ve found my peak again, I know I can help.”

“Oh come on Tien, let it go we can never compete with these guys, maybe if we were still younger, but face it buddy, its all downhill from here.” It was Krillin this time. He and Yamcha weren’t as eager to enter the ring again. They had gone the last time but now they knew that they had reached their limitations they were about to step down.

“Besides Tien, Gohan says this guy is as strong as Trunks and we can also feel that there is something that’s not right about him either its making my senses go berserk.” As Yamcha spoke everyone looked at Tien’s reaction.

Gohan was the one who had confronted him about this, he had sensed what Tien’s intentions were and confronted him about it in the present situation otherwise Tien would’ve gone without a thought but he had to give up, everyone was against him. It was a bit senseless, but he had been on the sidelines for too long and he didn’t like it. The feeling of battle had be aroused in him when he had that near-death experience back at the battlefield, it had the opposite effect on Krillin, Chiaotsu and Yamcha though.


“Another thing everybody, don’t tell Vegeta about this. He’s bound to come sooner or later when he senses the power levels but we should put an end to it quick before he can come.” Gohan said this with uncertainty. Sure the power level was low enough for him to obliterate and he didn’t suspect that this person had a power-up or a lethal attack, which could finish him off, but something about his aura was not right. He was hiding something, something evil. Things were not as they seemed and everyone knew it. The aura they felt was not right. There was something beyond this apparent fight to the death.

Krillin opened his mouth to say something but he was interrupted by the harsh sound of Gohan phasing away. “What the—” They all looked around at each other. What was Gohan pulling? Then they sensed it. A ki beam had been hurtling towards the planet, Gohan had sensed it before them and had gone to stop it.

“Amazing…” remarked Krillin

“That was just a test. This guy’s messing with us” Trunks said seriously, his eyebrows were furrowed and his fists were clenched.

General Yestran’s palm crackled with the remains of the minute ki that was left from the attack.

‘That was rash’ he narrowed his eyes and smiled ‘if I had destroyed the planet than the lord’s plan would’ve been ruined, I’d better watch out’

Gohan sighed in relief. That had been too close for comfort. The ki blast was coming at a great velocity he reached it in the nick of time and disarmed it with his fist. A few more seconds and they would’ve all been doomed.

‘Whoever you are, I’m ready for you.’ The seasoned warrior looked at the direction at which the power was coming from and then hurtled away back to his friends. He could just attack the assailant head on; it would be the last thing he’d expect and had a high chance of success. He could sense that the power the ship was inferior to his, but he knew it would be foolish to assume such things before a fight started, no matter the odds. Gohan smiled, ‘besides, if Vegeta found out that I destroyed this guy by myself, he’d go nuts!’

No, it was better this way. Even if Gohan’s resolve had changed as these thoughts went by, it would be too late because he had already arrived at Kame house with breakneck speed.

“What happened Gohan?” Trunks had already felt Gohan’s descent on the island and was out before the others by a fraction of a second. He had a solemn expression on his face, not dissimilar to the one he had worn before the attack had first been spotted. The others also wore a similar expression. Gohan however—

“Oh it was nothing, just a ki blast that could’ve potentially destroyed the earth, guess these guys are off to a good start huh?” after this remark, Gohan stretched his arms in aloofness as sweatdrops formed at the back of his peers’ heads. His good humour had not rubbed itself on the others.

“Gohan I sense him, he’s already here don’t you think we should go?” demanded Trunks urgently. These days they all looked to Gohan to make decisions, it was pathetic but in a way everyone knew he’d know the right thing to do. He had his father’s power but with an intellect to match, granted that his will power and endurance came no close to Goku’s but he still had an authority to be revered.

“Nah just stay put and relax, I have a feeling he’ll be coming to us.” Replied Gohan as he proceeded to stretching to his legs.

Everyone looked at him with disbelief, they could all feel it, not the power but the danger and yet he was oblivious to it. Was he being cocky? Did he have a plan? Did he know what it was? Or maybe did