Chapter 15
It was a large circular coliseum with a square tiled rock for an arena in the center.
The stadium had two tower like buildings shaped like a round pencil head on opposite sides connected by a jet bridge.
I couldn't help but frown and tilt my head.
Because for all I know the events of Super or GT might not even happen in this universe? timeline?
f.u.c.k it i'm just gonna call it universe.
This stadium should only exist in a fan made story by Toyotaro.
Vocado: "Who knows maybe i'll meet Dragon Ball AF Super Saiyan 5 Goku or El Hermano."
Vocado: "Heh, that'll be the day."
Brus.h.i.+ng my thoughts aside I fly down into one of the main entrances of the coliseum.
I am greeted by an old saiyan man standing behind a counter who turns to look at me and says.
Old Saiyan Man: "Are you here to register or watch?"
The old clerk was a skinny bald wrinkled man with sunken eyes bushy eyebrows and a big old white santa claus beard.
The old b.a.s.t.a.r.d looked like he was already at death's door.
I was half expecting him to kick the bucket at any moment.
Vocado: "Register."
Old Saiyan Man: "Name and age."
Vocado: "Vocado I'm eight years old."
Old Saiyan Man: "Put your hand on the scanner and wait until it beeps."
The old man pulled out a small oval shaped portable white monitor with a green grid on the screen from under the counter.
I placed my hand and waited three seconds for a beep.
(*Beep)
The old man pulled back the monitor and read the results.
Old Saiyan Man: "Hmm."
The old man lifted an eyebrow and carefully examined me head to toe.
Vocado: "Is anything the matter?"
Old Saiyan
Vocado: "I'm eight."
Old Saiyan Man: "It says here you were born two years ago."
Vocado: "Gramps does it look like I was born two years ago?"
Old Saiyan Man: "..."
When the old saiyan clicked to check the database.
He was surprised when it came up nearly empty and had little to no information on the boy.
This was a result of Appula trying to cover up her blunder.
By wiping away any major records of Vocados birth and the events that transpired soon after.
The old saiyan contemplated if this was worth calling someone over from the information station across the planet to file a report.
The registration came up positive so this was indeed the same boy on the screen but his age doesn't match up?
Not only that but his background is a mystery.
Old Saiyan Man: ("My s.h.i.+ft is almost over and if I have someone file a report now I'll be stuck here doing the paperwork all day.")
The old man closed his eyes in silent frustration.
He wanted nothing more than to go home and eat some good food.
Vocado: "Uh gramps can I go now or what?"
Old Saiyan Man: "Hold up son let me finish the registration."
The old man pulled up information on his parents and was relieved to see that they weren't weird like the kids.
Old Saiyan Man: "Lets see here...."
The old man skimmed through the information.
Old Saiyan Man: "It says that your dad was recently exiled into a prison planet and that your mom is still conquering a planet in the northern galaxy with the designation number seventy nine."
Vocado: "Oh."
Vocado: ("I almost forgot I had parents in this world.")
The old man was relieved that he didn't have to file a report.
Old Saiyan Man: ("With the boys parents coming up positive even if the numbers don't make sense I don't care I'm going home after my s.h.i.+ft ends.")
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Old Saiyan Man: ("As long as I can still register him under his parents authentication code it ain't my problem anymore.")
Portable Monitor: "(*Registration Complete.)"
Old Saiyan Man: "Alright son your good to go."
Old Saiyan Man: "Head to the left wing and form a group of three before entering the champions.h.i.+p."
Vocado: "Thanks gramps."
Old Saiyan Man: "Mhm." ("Good riddance.")
I headed down the corridor and entered a large round waiting room.
Where two saiyans around my age a boy and a girl were hastily waiting.