[PS] Dante Barracks

[Grandpa Gohan]

Gramps lay in the bed, unable to actually fall asleep because of the anticipation for the oncoming war. Slowly he got up and sat on the edge of his small cot, still no one was really there, but this being the Dante Army, there was no doubt in his mind that whoever his allies would be, they would be strong. Gohan wasn?t insecure about his own power in the least, he was excited to see who exactly the two commanders had picked as their first drafts, besides himself. As he stood he put his hand on his back, to avoid any kind of strain he might put on it. The frail old man had fallen out of his training and he was definitely feeling the effects of it now. ?Damn it!!? he cursed himself, ?I really need to start training again, this ?war? should do me some good.? He thought.

Slowly he started towards the two thrones, which were at the head of the room, as he walked through the rows of beds, which would be filled and then deserted again as the solders were killed in battle. He didn?t feel any regret, or sadness for them. ?Only fools rush into a battle blindly and expect to win, and only greater fools sign up to die?? he spoke to himself.

As he walked towards the thrones, he finally did really look over the room, the walls a clean white, plain. There was a large window on ether side of the room ever couple rows of beds. The room was almost depressingly plain, everything clean and orderly, like it should be. It wouldn?t be like that for long though, as people would soon start piling in as they were drafted. They would come and go and no one would really know them, all of them having hope of fame and fortune by winning this war. Gohan who was quite passive about Dante?s Abyss didn?t really care if he grew famous, or got a lot of treasure from it, joining up was simply a way to measure his own ability versus others. Something did get to gramps though, how could so many people watch this, and think of it as entertainment, the slaughter of thousands of people, people they might or might not have known would never come back. Humanity had truly sunk to a new low.

Slowly the two throne chairs came into view, only in one of them was there a figure, immediately he knew it was a saiyan, the gravity defying hair clearly giving him away, the hair came to a point at the top, the silhouette of the commander looked as though he had a Christmas tree upon his head. As gramps grew closer though, it was indeed the hair of his commander. His commander King Vejita sat there with a cold cocky look on his face. Unknowing how to actually approach the saiya-jin king, Gohan just walked in front him, comfortably he settled into an ?at ease? stance. Gramps quickly looked over the being in front of him, taking it in, analyzing him as much as he could before he spoke.

?Gohan, reporting for duty? he said firmly, looking into the eyes of his commander.

?I see the first of you have started to show up?? he trailed off

?I wont pretend to be your friend, I?m your commander, and I?m here to win this.?

Although Gohan didn?t say anything, he definitely had respect for the saiyan king.

Being the witty old man that he was, he couldn?t resist not saying something back to KV,

?I wouldn?t have it any other way? he replied with a smug smile upon his face, showing that he was happy to have a leader like Vejita.

OOC: Meeting KV :o