In Age 759, Son Goku and Chi-Chi had their second child, a boy they named Son Y/N. Unlike his brother, Y/N trains with Goku, growing stronger than Gohan or even Goku. After several years of battles, Y/N meets a young saiyan punk from Universe 6 name...
Y/N: Why don't we take this battle to the next level?
Cabba: What?
I power up to Super Saiyan
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Cabba: W-wow!
Y/N: What're you waiting for, kid? A written invitation!
Cabba: I-I'm sorry... I can't do that!
I was shocked
Y/N: You're telling me you can't even turn Super Saiyan?
Cabba: No.. please, sir. Teach me how to be strong like you.
My eyes widened, this kid was asking me to teach him, in the middle of a tournament?! Part of me wanted to, but the other half thought it was strange. Suddenly, I felt something pierce my mind once again. The voice I heard before returned, but it was much clearer this time. The voice was that of an adult man, it was strangely familiar.
"THIS IS THE POWER OF THE SAIYAN RACE!"
I was beyond confused, but the words spoken gave me an idea, not a very good one, but an idea. I clench my fist, channeling my inner Vegeta
Y/N: You ask me.. in a tournament, to teach you
Cabba's face filled with guilt.
Y/N: Pathetic... a disgrace like you, YOU CALL YOURSELF A SAIYAN!?
I rush right at him, landing a vicious punch to his stomach and one to the face. I teleport behind him and punch him in the back of the head, I kick him high in the air
Y/N: I am not done with you yet!
Chi-Chi and Goten looked on in horror at what Y/N was doing
Chi-Chi: Y/N! What is happening to my boy?!
I smirk and kick Cabba back up into the air
Y/N: DUE TO YOUR EXTREMELY LIMITED ABILITIES I AM SURPRISED THEY LET YOU EVEN COMPETE!
Goten: BRO! WHAT'RE YOU DOING TO HIM?!
I kick him up in the air again
Piccolo: He wouldn't!
Goku was stunned silent, but Vegeta smirked, he seemed to know what I was doing.
Beerus: I hope Y/N hasn't forgotten if you kill your opponent you forfeit the match.
Whis: I think something else is going on
I kick him in the air for a third and fourth time
Cabba: I-I... give up-
I catch him out of the air, holding him up by the collar of his shirt
