Training Time

Ten months had passed since the Elf Realm adventure, and Trunks had poured his heart into training with Aragorn's sword. Day by day, his mastery over the blade grew. He had refined his skills to such an extent that his movements felt effortless yet powerful, combining strength and speed in a way he'd never thought possible.

One afternoon in the Capsule Corporation's gravity chamber, Trunks adjusted to the pull of 450 times Earth's gravity, swinging the sword with fluid precision. As he finished a swift combination of strikes, he sensed someone enter the room. He looked up to see Vegeta, arms crossed, a faint smirk on his face.

"I see your getting stronger Trunks" Vegeta said, his eyes glinting with a familiar challenge.

Trunks lowered the sword, his lips curving in a confident smile. "Yeah, I been training hard dad, so can we spar so I can see how much better I gotten in these past 10 months dad."

Vegeta raised an eyebrow. "Then let's not waste any time. Show me what you've got." Without hesitation, he powered up to Super Saiyan 2, his aura flaring around him in a blaze of lightning and golden energy. Trunks met his father's challenge, transforming as well, his own Super Saiyan 2 aura roaring to life with crackling energy.

They lunged at each other, the sheer force of their clash sending shockwaves through the room. Trunks moved with incredible speed, weaving in and out of Vegeta's attacks, his sword flashing as he skillfully blocked and deflected each blow. Vegeta pushed harder, his experience shining through as he adapted to Trunks's moves, countering his son's swift strikes with calculated precision.

The two warriors traded blows, their movements blurring with intensity as they each struggled for the upper hand. For the first time, Vegeta felt the raw power behind Trunks's attacks, realizing that his son was indeed stronger in sheer power. Yet, Vegeta's experience and battle instincts allowed him to anticipate Trunks's moves, slipping past his defenses and landing powerful counterattacks.

Trunks gritted his teeth, his grip on the sword tightening as he launched a flurry of powerful attacks, forcing Vegeta to go on the defensive. He could feel the advantage shifting, his strength pushing Vegeta back. But Vegeta, determined as ever, began to fight with a calm and unbreakable focus, his years of battle experience guiding his every move.

As the battle raged on, it became clear that they were almost perfectly matched. Vegeta's experience balanced out Trunks's raw power, making for an intense, almost even fight. But in a decisive moment, Vegeta spotted an opening, and with a calculated maneuver, he dodged one of Trunks's strikes and landed a powerful blow to his side, sending Trunks crashing into the chamber wall.

Trunks staggered to his feet, panting, a smirk on his face despite the pain. "You're…still a little stronger than I thought, Dad."

Vegeta, breathing heavily but steady, allowed himself a rare smile. "You're stronger, Trunks, but power alone isn't everything I learned that the hard way… But you're getting close son… but I still have the edge."

Trunks sheathed his sword, grinning. "I'll become a lot stronger soon dad, since I have been getting someone to train me who will help me catch up to Goten and it will start by next week."

"Then I'll be waiting for our rematch," Vegeta replied, his smirk turning into a grin of pride.

After the intense sparring session, Trunks sheathed his sword and left the gravity chamber, still feeling the energy of his near-tie with his father. As he walked down the halls of Capsule Corp, he spotted Goten talking with Bulma with a new gi that changed his blue color of his undershirt and belt into black, as Bulma was focused on a complex array of numbers and graphs on her computer. Cables stretched from the screen to a large, futuristic-looking gravity chamber nearby, one that looked significantly more advanced than the others.

Trunks raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "What's going on here?"

Bulma looked up and smiled. "Hey, Trunks! Just putting the final touches on my latest project. This new gravity chamber goes up to 500 times Earth's gravity, and it's capable of space travel."

Trunks whistled in admiration. "500 times gravity? That's…intense. So, what's it for?"

Goten grinned, excitement clear in his eyes. "I'm heading to Planet Yardrat, Trunks! Your Mom set this whole thing up so I can train there alone. So I can learn some new techniques, like the ones my dad picked up when he was there."

Trunks blinked, a bit surprised. "Planet Yardrat? So, you're going to train with the people who taught your Dad Instant Transmission?"

"Exactly," Goten replied, nodding. "I figured since you've been training with that sword and getting stronger, I should change up my training and do something too. And, well I heard they have some other techniques that are supposed to be really powerful."

Bulma chuckled, clearly pleased with her son's excitement. "And this time, Goten's going solo. No Trunks to tag along and cause trouble," she teased, winking at Trunks.

Trunks laughed, nudging Goten's shoulder. "Hey, if you think you're ready to handle a whole planet on your own, then go for it. But you'd better come back stronger. I don't want you falling behind me once I surpass you Goten."

"Oh, I'll be way ahead of you by the time I get back," Goten shot back with a grin. "You'd better be ready to catch up hehehe."

With a final tap on the keyboard, Bulma stepped back and nodded to Goten, signaling that everything was ready. Goten gave her a quick wave and climbed into the gravity chamber, now doubling as a spaceship. The door sealed shut, and the engines began to hum, lifting the ship gently off the ground.

Trunks and Bulma stepped back, watching as Goten expertly engaged the controls, lifting the ship higher until it soared into the sky, rapidly disappearing into the atmosphere.

Trunks chuckled, proud of his friend's excitement and courage. "He's really going for it. Guess we'll see how strong he gets when he's back."

Bulma smiled, resting a hand on Trunks' shoulder. "He'll be fine. Goten's tough, and he's got a good head on his shoulders… most of the time," she added with a knowing grin.

Just then, they heard hurried footsteps approaching. Chi-Chi appeared, her face a mix of anger and worry as she looked around, realizing she was too late.

"Bulma! Where's Goten? He told me he was going to sleep over here!" she huffed, hands on her hips. Her voice was laced with frustration, clearly sensing she'd been tricked.

Bulma and Trunks exchanged a look before bursting into laughter. Bulma held up her hands in mock innocence. "He did, technically, sleep here… before he left for Yardrat."

Chi-Chi's eyes widened, and she groaned. "Yardrat? That boy told me he was staying here for a sleepover!"

Trunks chuckled, shrugging. "Well, he kind of is… just, you know, halfway across the galaxy."

Chi-Chi sighed, crossing her arms with a resigned shake of her head. "Boys and their training…" But despite her frustration, a small smile crept onto her face.

Outside the son family's house, Goku stood swinging the Power Pole with playful skill, each move lighthearted and nostalgic. As he twirled it, he found himself humming "Cha-La Head-Cha-La," the tune bringing a grin to his face as he thought of old battles and adventures. The Power Pole had been tucked away for so long that he'd nearly forgotten its weight in his hands until he found it recently stashed in Goten's room. It felt good to use it again, if only for fun.

Suddenly, he sensed three familiar energies approaching. Goku turned to see Krillin, Tien, and Yamcha descending from the sky, landing in a line in front of him.

"Hey, guys!" Goku greeted, sliding the Power Pole behind his back. "What brings you all the way out here?"

Krillin scratched the back of his head, a bit hesitant. "Well, Goku, we've been thinking… you know how you taught Goten that Kaioken technique?"

Goku nodded, intrigued. "Yeah! I figured it'd help him train harder without relying on transformations all the time."

Tien stepped forward, arms crossed thoughtfully. "We'd like to learn it too, if you're willing to teach us. We want to push our limits, like you and the others."

Goku's face lit up, a spark of excitement in his eyes. "You guys want to learn Kaioken?" He beamed, giving them a thumbs-up. "I'd be more than happy to show you! It'll be tough, though Kaioken's not easy on the body, especially when you push it too far."

Yamcha grinned, his eyes alight with determination. "We can handle it. We've all been training hard, and besides, we trust you."

Goku chuckled, already planning out their training in his head. "Alright, let's get started! First things first, you'll need to get a feel for your own energy and focus on condensing it. Kaioken's all about controlling your ki and amplifying it without letting it burn out your body."

Krillin, Tien, and Yamcha followed Goku a little farther from the house to begin. As they settled into their stances, Goku walked them through the breathing techniques he used to harness and steady his ki. One by one, they tried to concentrate, their ki beginning to flicker and pulse around them.

"It's like taming a fire," Goku explained, raising his hands. "If you pour too much fuel on it, it'll burn out of control. But if you stoke it just right…"

With a sudden, controlled surge, a red aura flared around Goku as he activated Kaioken. The power radiated off him, intense yet steady, as he held the technique effortlessly.

The three of them watched in awe, their excitement growing.

"Alright, let's go again!" Goku said, clapping his hands to signal them back to training. The afternoon wore on as the group pushed themselves, and while they struggled, Goku's guidance and encouragement kept them motivated.

By the end of the day, Krillin, Tien, and Yamcha were exhausted but exhilarated, each one sensing the new potential within them, eager to master the technique Goku had gifted them.

Over the course of the next week, Goku trained Krillin, Tien, and Yamcha every day, showing them how to harness the Kaioken's power without losing control. At first, it was challenging just managing the initial surge of energy left them drained. But with Goku's steady guidance, they gradually found their rhythm, learning to handle the technique in small increments.

Each day, they pushed their limits a bit further. Goku would encourage them to focus on their breathing, to feel their ki and amplify it without letting it consume them. "Remember," he'd say, "Kaioken takes focus. It's not just about power; it's about controlling it."

By the end of the week, the three friends were finally able to maintain a basic level Kaioken times 3. Though it wasn't as powerful as Goku's higher levels, it was a huge accomplishment for them. They stood, each glowing with a red aura, feeling their strength magnified yet controlled.

Krillin grinned, exhilarated. "I never thought I'd be able to do something like this!"

Tien nodded, a rare smile on his face. "Thanks, Goku. This opens up so many new possibilities."

Yamcha gave Goku a thumbs-up. "I gotta say, this feels incredible. It's like we're ready for anything."

Goku clapped them all on the shoulder, his pride clear. "You guys did amazing! Just remember to practice it'll only get easier from here."

The three of them left, filled with new confidence and strength, knowing they had unlocked a powerful new tool in their training.

Then Trunks flys over as Goku senses his Ki knowing why he's here as he smiles "Hey Trunks your ready for the training you asked me" as Trunks nods with a smile as Goku prepared to teach Trunks, he chuckled, recalling the huge feast Trunks had provided in exchange. "Alright, Trunks," Goku said with a smirk, "this isn't going to be easy, but I know you've got it in you to become a Super Saiyan 3." Trunks nodded, determination blazing in his eyes. Goku went on, "Super Saiyan 3 is all about control and focus it burns through energy faster than any other transformation. If you want to use it effectively, you need to balance that power."

The training began with Goku demonstrating the transformation, his hair growing long and his aura erupting in a golden blaze. "Focus on your ki and push it to the surface," he instructed, guiding Trunks through each stage.

Meanwhile, high above Earth, Goten was pushing his own limits in Bulma's advanced spaceship. With 500 times gravity pressing down on him, he trained in his Super Saiyan 3 form, each movement and punch draining his stamina as he fought to control the immense energy as he stayed in the form for days. The ship hummed with the strain as Goten's aura flared and his muscles tensed, each training session pushing him closer to mastery.

Though exhausted, Goten remained determined. He had set his sights on something no Saiyan had done before: complete mastery of Super Saiyan 3. As he pushed through the grueling gravity and the immense strain, he could feel himself coming closer, bit by bit, to unlocking the form's full potential.

Back on Earth, Trunks was making strides under Goku's guidance, feeling the intense energy surge through him. Goku kept a watchful eye on him, making sure he didn't lose control, always pushing him to find that balance. In time, both Goten and Trunks were inching closer to their goals, united in their drive to grow stronger than ever before.

(Goten Base PL 170 Million)

(Goten Super Saiyan PL 8.5 Billion)

(Goten Super Saiyan 2 PL 17 Billion)

(Goten Super Saiyan 3 PL 68 Billion)

(Trunks Base PL 110 Million)

(Trunks Super Saiyan PL 5.5 Billion)

(Trunks Super Saiyan 2 PL 11 Billion)