Dragon Ball: Perfection

The training chamber at Capsule Corporation was alive with tension, its air dense under the strain of increased gravity and the residual hum of energy from advanced equipment. Trunks and Goten stood in their now-familiar weighted suits, sweat dripping from their brows as they squared off against Vegeta. Across from them, Vegeta adjusted the dense weights strapped to his limbs, his expression sharp and unyielding.

The boys' base power levels had grown significantly over the past few days, but Vegeta's decades of combat experience and refined technique made him an immovable mountain. They lunged at him in unison, their movements precise and coordinated, yet Vegeta saw through them instantly.

"Too slow!" Vegeta barked, catching Goten's fist mid-swing and twisting him into the ground. Trunks aimed a kick at his father's head, but Vegeta ducked fluidly, delivering a crushing elbow to his son's ribs that sent him staggering back.

Goten sprang back to his feet, rushing Vegeta with a flurry of punches. Trunks quickly joined, their combined assault pushing Vegeta into a defensive stance. Despite their relentless attacks, Vegeta countered each move with practiced ease, deflecting blows and retaliating with devastating precision.

"You've grown stronger," Vegeta said, his voice calm but firm. "But strength means nothing without experience. You lack discipline, technique, and most of all… resolve!"

With a sudden burst of speed, Vegeta drove a knee into Trunks's gut, then spun to deliver a punishing backhand to Goten. Both boys were sent flying, their bodies slamming into the chamber wall before crumpling to the ground.

Goten groaned as he pushed himself up, his face twisted in frustration. "How is he still so much stronger than us?"

Trunks wiped the blood from his lip, his eyes blazing with determination. "We're as strong as him, but we can't touch him. He's just too good."

Vegeta crossed his arms, his expression unyielding as he watched them rise. 'They're stronger than they realize,' he thought. 'Their power has already surpassed most Saiyans. But raw strength won't win battles. They need to push themselves further.'

The boys exchanged a glance, their frustration boiling over. A spark of resolve ignited in their eyes as they clenched their fists and charged again, their movements faster, more aggressive. Vegeta smirked, meeting them head-on. He dodged Trunks's punch, countered Goten's kick, and delivered a punishing blow that sent both boys crashing into each other.

Then..

Something inside them snapped.

A surge of raw emotion coursed through their bodies, frustration, determination, and a desperate need to prove themselves. They clutched their fists tightly, their breaths ragged as their auras began to flicker.

"HAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!"

Their simultaneous shout reverberated through the chamber, shaking its very foundations. Golden light exploded around them, their hair spiking upward and glowing as they ascended into Super Saiyan. But they didn't stop there.

Vegeta stepped back, crossing his arms as he watched with a satisfied smirk.

Electric arcs crackled through the air as their golden auras intensified, the light becoming blinding. Their screams deepened, shaking the chamber as lightning began to dance around their bodies. Their muscles expanded slightly, their features sharpening as they ascended into Super Saiyan 2.

The transformation culminated in a burst of raw energy, the force of it tearing their weighted suits to shreds. The two boys stood tall, their golden auras crackling with electricity, their eyes filled with awe and disbelief.

"We did it…" Trunks muttered, staring at his sparking hands.

Goten turned to him, pointing at his glowing form. "Trunks, look at you! You're glowing!"

Trunks laughed, pointing back. "Look at you! You're glowing too!"

They shared a moment of elated laughter, their previous frustration replaced by sheer joy.

Vegeta's smirk softened, his pride evident though he masked it behind his usual demeanor. "Hmph. About time," he said, stepping toward them. "But don't think this is the end of your training. Super Saiyan 2 is just the beginning. Learn to control it, or it will destroy you."

Before the boys could respond, Vegeta's expression shifted as he sensed a familiar energy signature approaching rapidly. He turned his head toward the chamber doors, his brows furrowing. "Kakarot…"

The doors hissed open, and Goku stepped in, his face uncharacteristically serious. His gaze swept over the boys, taking in their transformed states. A small smile flickered on his lips, though his eyes quickly returned to Vegeta.

"I see they've made progress," Goku said.

Vegeta nodded. "They have. What brings you here, Kakarot?"

Goku's expression hardened. "I've been thinking for two days about something I learned recently. It's serious, and it can't wait."

Vegeta frowned but gestured for him to continue.

Goku's gaze shifted back to Trunks and Goten, sensing their newfound strength. He nodded in approval. "You two are ready for the next step."

"What step?" Trunks asked, his curiosity piqued.

Goten tilted his head. "Yeah, what do you mean, Goku?"

Goku turned back to Vegeta, his voice steady. "It's time they train in the Hyperbolic Time Chamber."

Vegeta crossed his arms, his expression thoughtful. "I've been thinking the same. We're running out of time, and they'll need every advantage they can get. The chamber is the best way to push them further."

Goku nodded. "We don't have a choice. They need the experience and the strength if we're going to have a chance against Cell Max."

Vegeta turned to the boys, his sharp gaze locking onto theirs. "Trunks. Goten. Get ready. You're about to enter a place where every moment counts. A day in there equals a year. If you think this training has been hard, you've seen nothing yet."

The boys exchanged a glance, their excitement palpable despite the weight of Vegeta's words.

"Let's do it!" Trunks said, clenching his fist.

Goten grinned. "Yeah, we're ready!"

Vegeta nodded. "Good. But first, we have preparations to make. Kakarot, take your son and inform your wife. I'll handle mine."

Without another word, Goku placed a hand on Goten's shoulder, the two of them taking to the skies and heading toward the Son family home. Vegeta gestured for Trunks to follow as they exited the chamber, walking toward Bulma's lab.

Though neither said it aloud, both fathers felt the weight of the task ahead. Their sons were growing stronger, but time was running out. They needed to prepare for the battle of their lives, and failure was not an option.

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