Dragonballz: Trunks and Tora Part 9After "breakfast" Goku took me outside to the gravity room. He said this place was appropriate because it offered privacy and we could train as I explained. Luckily for me it was just me and my uncle. "So this Toma is your brother, my nephew, huh? I guess that makes sense that he's trying to find you, ya' know? I probably would be doing the same thing if it was me in stead." Goku was at 1,038 push ups now and he just got started. "The problem with that Goku is he's trying to marry me, too. I don't exactly want to be stuck with my twin for the rest of my life. Nevertheless like that..." I trailed off. I already showed him my previous visions so I wouldn't have to do much explaining. "I don't think he wants to marry you, Tora. In that vision you showed me where he stood over you, it looked like he wanted to... sleep with you. That's disgusting though!" Goku had his nose scrunched up and shook his head slightly. I wore the same face. "I know Goku but I didn't want to exactly sayDragonballz: Trunks and Tora Part 9 by Dragonballzfan13
Dragon Ball Z: A Good Man - 4Dragon Ball Z: A Good Man - 4 by SwanofWar
Vegeta didn’t know where he was or if he was even conscious or not – perhaps somewhere in between. He felt like he was floating, drifting someplace dark. What was this? How could it feel so foreign and yet so familiar at the same time? Was he dreaming? Or was he waking up? Imagines flickered by through his mind, flashing through death and destruction, mixed with glimpse of Kakarot, Bulma, and Trunks. Was he losing his mind? Which was reality? Why did it all feel so distant and yet so near?
He heard a voice, warbling through the liquid that filled his ears. “I still don’t understand it, friend Nevrrest. Why are we doing this? If he would have died, why not just let him?”
Another voice. This one with a low purr to it. “I wouldn’t dream of it, Sepis. I would have never forgiven myself if he had di
Dragon Ball Z: A Good Man - 2Dragon Ball Z: A Good Man - 2 by SwanofWar
The fleet was in its sleep cycle, lights deactivated, as quiet as the empty space it floated in, so though it was only a quiet beeping that sounded, it seemed disturbing and loud to the Arlian’s quivering antennae. Sepis slowly opened his bulgy, glowing red eyes as the noised persisted, rolling over to glare at the computer display on his bedroom wall. What could be so important that the computer would bother him about it during his sleep cycle? The beeping fluttered as it registered his alertness and transformed into the flashing red word ‘alert’ and the computer’s gentle, feminine voice.
“Target located. Target located. Target located. Target located…”
“A target?” He planted his hardened toes on the floor, tossing his cloak over his shoulders. “So my probes finally located another one. Excellent.&
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