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Fan Files: Fan Fictions: Vegeta's Brother
Chapter 3: Harsh training methods.
The room Veruco stepped in to was rather dark, and had no windows. A Draconian stepped out of the dark “Name and age!” “Who are you? What do you want from me!” “If you tell me your name and age, I’ll tell you why you’re here!” The Draconian was walking towards Veruco, Veruco jumped back a bit, but the Draconian raced forward and grabbed Veruco by the tail, making him flip into the air. A shock of pain coursed trough Veruco’s body. “Now…I’ll ask you one more time…what is your name, and how old are you!!” the Draconian said. “Ve….ru…c…oh…fiwe…an a haf…” Veruco mumbled. “Ah…that’s better” the Kildarian said, and he let go of Veruco’s tail, causing Veruco to fall on the floor headfirst. His nose started bleeding, and he had a terrible numb feeling in his tail. “I’m going to be your trainer. My name is Zarucs” the Draconian said.
And all day long they trained, and at the end of the day, Veruco was injured so badly, he couldn’t stand any more. Zarucs lifted Veruco by the tail, and took him to the rejuvenator. When Veruco was healed for about fifty percent, Zarucs took him out and put him to bed.
Nappa and Vegeta were walking through the immense building. Vegeta was afraid Nappa would leave him, and he would never find his way out of the maze of hallways… Nappa stopped before a really large door. He knocked on it, and a voice commanded them to enter. The huge door opened automatically. They stepped inside, and saw Frieza sitting in a chair facing the door. He was holding a scouter. They bowed, and the fat, pink man in the corner sneered “monkeys!”. Vegeta tried to remember the pink man’s name, and quite suddenly, it pierced his mind; Dodoria. Frieza looked at Nappa and said “ You’re late!” “Y…yes master Frieza, I….I…I’m sorry…” Nappa mumbled, while bowing even deeper. “I hope you have the boy’s powerlevel?” Frieza bitched. “ Yes master Frieza, of course master Frieza! His base is 12.000, and he can powerup to 16.000” Frieza looked at Vegeta, looked at Nappa, looked at Vegeta again, and turned around to Dodoria. “Check it!” Dodoria clicked his scouter on, examined the data carefully and said “It’s true.” Frieza looked at Nappa again “ Nappa, you and Raditz will train him. And if anything happens to him, I am holding YOU responsible! Now…that’s settled then. You can leave.” Nappa and Vegeta turned around and left.
In the middle of the night, Veruco woke up and heard two voices on the other side of his bedroom door. One of them sounded like Zarucs, but he didn’t recognise the other one. “Within two years his powerlevel will be a lot higher” he heard Zarucs say and the other person replied with “The more the better!” Veruco wanted to know what the were talking about, but they lowered their voices, and he couldn’t hear them anymore. But just when he was about to go back to sleep, her heard Zarucs say “Yes master, I’ll see to it that he doesn’t get injured too badly.” And he heard them walking away.
The next morning, when the sun was barely up, Zarucs woke him. He looked very energetic, and shouted “Lets get started again!!” “You don’t have to train me! I can train myself, I’m a Saiyan!” “You good for nothing little monkey! Take this!” Zarucs yelled, and he punced Veruco against the cheek. Veruco fell to the floor, but was back on his feet within a couple of seconds, and started to block Zarucs numerous punches. Zarucs was a lot stronger, and within a couple of hours, Veruco was exhausted. Zarucs stopped punching. “You have to obey me! If you don’t, you’re forcing me to hurt you a lot! So be a good boy and say: I will obey you, Master Zarucs.” And with aversion in his voice, Veruco repeated it. “That’s a good boy! And now….It’s time to train some more!” “MORE?! I’ve fought you for a couple of hours, I’m hungry, I’m sleepy…!” “And you’re lazy!!” Zarucs bitched, while kicking Veruco in the stomach. Veruco collapsed, and tried to recover his breath. “See that?” Zarucs asked, while pointing at a huge tredmill. “That’s your new trainingbuddy…” He threw Veruco into the tredmill and locked the door. “I’m setting the computer at three hours. Every movement will be registrated, and when you’ve runned for three hours, the door will open automatically.” Zarucs left, and Veruco looked around. The room was empty, everthing was white, and the walls were covered with bloodstaines. One of the walls was made out of glass, and on the other side of the glass was a room with comfortable looking chairs.
Veruco sat down and started pulling the strange silvercoloured band around his neck. Eventhough he knew it was no use, he couldn’t stop pulling it. But he stopped when he saw the door of the glasswalled room move. A strange man went into the room, and sat down in one of the comfortable looking chairs. The man had horns, was rather small and had a sort of purple colour. But the man saw Veruco looking at him, and he disappeared as fast as he came.
“Geeesh…I’m soooo hungry!” Veruco started running, hoping that that guy Zarucs would give him something to eat when he obeyed him. And after three hours, the door opened, and Veruco jumped out of the tredmill. Zarucs was already waiting for him. Zarucs started punching away at him. “C’mon gimme a break will ya! I’m tired, and I’m huuuuuuuuuungry!” “Shut up and fight!” They fought for a while, that means until Veruco couldn’t stand any more…, and Zarucs took him to the rejuvenator.
Veruco woke up from the sound of healing liquids flowing out of the rejuvenator. Every inch of his body was sore. He was covered with bruises. His stomach was growling, and he was really tired. Zarucs was standing in an corner, and instructed Veruco to follow him. Together they walked back to Veruco’s room. On the table was some food. Veruco started eating, and ate everything. Zarucs left, and locked the door behind him. Veruco curled on his bed, and fell asleep.
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