Separated

Discoveries

Vegeta flew through the sky with Trunks on his back after his son nearly begged for his father to take him to the park. Once they landed, Trunks ran straight for the sandbox where a few kids were playing.

Vegeta sat there on the bench, bored as can be. He'd rather be out training with his son, than this playing nonsense. His son is a warrior, not some rugrat.

The Prince just counted down the hour until he could finally leave this annoying place. That was until his attention was caught. Over in the grass was Jin-Jer working out. Doing push ups and handstands by just using her index fingers. Vegeta chuckled, no way she could get stronger under this gravity.

"If you want to get stronger, you're not going to be able to do it out here." Vegeta pointed out, with a hand on his hip.

Jin-Jer was surprised to see him and lost balance on her two fingered hand stand and fell backwards. "Whoa!" she rubbed her head, "Was sneaking up on me necessary?"

"Just trying to help. Which I don't do often so you should feel honored."

Jin-Jer scoffed, "Well Vegeta I don't need your help or advise. I'm perfectly fine on my own. Just like always." she turned around and began doing one armed push ups.

Vegeta stood in front of her, "You're not going to see any significant results in this atmosphere."

"What are you talking about?" she grumbled.

"Earth's normal gravity is nothing but child's play when it comes to a Saiyan training. You need something more intense to push you to new limits."

Jin-Jer got up from the ground and adjusted her tank top. What the hell was Vegeta even trying to imply. "Well Mr.Smartass, what do you think I should do then, hm?"

"I can show you if you want."

"Obviously I want to or else this would have been a waste of time."

"Dad!!!" Trunks ran up to his father, "I'm hungry. Can we go home now?" he stopped then stared up at the pretty woman that Vegeta was talking to. "H...hello." he cleared his throat and tried to hide his blush. "I'm Trunks."

Jin-Jer raised an eye brow at the flustered boy. She was taken away by how much this child looked like Vegeta. But he did have a kinder shimmer in his eyes than what Vegeta had at his age. Jin-Jer bowed her head slightly, "I'm Jin-Jer."

"How do you know my dad?"

"I used to train him when he was a small boy."

"No way!" Trunks looked up at his father, "Dad, is that true?!" Vegeta nodded. "That's so rad! That means..." Jin-Jer unwrapped her tail from her waist and let it flow. "You're a full blooded Saiyan! This is too cool! You should totally come by my house and train with us sometime!"

"Actually, we were just talking about that." Vegeta informed. "Let's go."
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Jin-Jer stopped behind Vegeta when they came up to the huge dome. "What am I looking at?"

"My gravity room."

"Uhhh... Huh... What's so great about it?"

Vegeta led her inside. Jin-Jer's eyes wandered around in awe. He walked over to the control panel and started to adjust the gravity. "Make sure to plant your feet and focus on the power in your legs."

Jin-Jer chuckled, not taking things seriously. This was ridiculous. "Whatever you say."

Vegeta adjusted it to 3 times normal gravity. "You feel that?"

"You're kidding, right? There's nothing different." Vegeta cranked things up to 5 times normal gravity. "Nope. Still nothing. You forget that I trained on other planets who's atmospheres are very different than Earths as well." The Prince shrugged and cranked it up to 25 times normal gravity. Jin-Jer hunched over and gritted her teeth as she tried standing up straight. It felt like she was carrying bricks on her shoulders. "Whoa! Okay! Definitely feel that!"

"Can you spar?"

Jin-Jer gave him an -are you kidding me- look. "Does it look like I can spar?" she growled, trying her best to look strong against the bone buckling gravity.

"Try." he encouraged.

The woman growled and tried her best to charge at Vegeta. She threw a punch and a series of kicks all at which Vegeta dodged with ease. It felt as if she were fighting him in slow motion since he was so much more powerful than her.

Jin-Jer became frustrated and powered up. The gravity felt as if it was cut in half, allowing her to move easier. But her stamina was draining quickly. Vegeta caught her wrists. "That's enough for today." he turned off the machine and Jin-Jer was able to relax her body.

"That... Was... Insane..." she panted, hunched over with her hands on her knees. "How come it didn't effect you?"

"I train in over 500 times Earth's normal gravity. I didn't even feel 25."

"Wow... You have gotten strong."

"Pretty soon you'll be able to turn Super Saiyan. And hopefully if you keep this type of training up, you'll be able to ascend that."

Jin-Jer laughed, "Super Saiyan? Vegeta... There's no such thing. I only told you those stories about Super Saiyans as a kid to get you to train more."

The prince smirked at his naive friend. He clenched his fists and got into a fighting stance. And within a blink of an eye, his hair was blonde and eyes were blue. Jin-Jer's jaw fell agape. There was no way this could be real. "Y-you're... You're a..."

"Yup." he powered back down.

She held her spinning head, "Well this was a lot to take in. Now I feel dizzy."

"I'll get you some water." Jin-Jer followed Vegeta into the kitchen. She looked around and noticed a picture frame. It had Vegeta with his typical scowl, Trunks, and a blue haired woman. Jin-Jer picked up the photo to get a better look. "Here." she put it down before Vegeta noticed that she was looking at it.

"Thanks." she chugged the water. "How long did it take you to get this strong?"

"Years. But I plan on getting you to this level on a much shorter time."

"You mean... You want to keep training me?"

"Of course. Just look at it as me returning the favor."

Jin-Jer blushed. She never expected for the roles to be switched.

"Trunks, grab the rest of the bags!" Bulma blurted out to her son as she made her way into the kitchen with the groceries. "Oh. Hello. I didn't know Vegeta was having company over."

"I was just about to leave."

"Hey Jin!" Trunks shouted with excitement, "You should totally stay for dinner! Mom, this is Jin-Jer. She's a Saiyan too! Did you know she used to train dad when he was a kid? Pretty sweet, huh?"

"I should get going."

"No no. I insist you stay." Bulma encouraged. "It'll be nice to get to know one of Vegeta's friends. Wow... It feels weird to say that Vegeta had friends. He really doesn't like anybody."

"I said I can't." she snapped. "I just remembered that there's something I need to do."

"Oh..." Bulma stared blankly at her, "I'm having a birthday party in a few weeks if you'd like to join us. I'm all for getting to know new people. Just keep it in mind."

Jin-Jer looked over at Vegeta, "Thanks for showing me this new stuff." she said before leaving.

"What was that about?" Trunks asked.

"Nothing." Vegeta shook his head and walked up the stairs.

"Aren't you going to eat dinner?" Bulma asked.

"I'm not hungry."