Chapter #3: New Life Part 3/3

In cartoon world 

Location - Velocitron

Somewhere in space in another cybertrun colony known as Velocitron, Group of cyber trillions race and to have fun. 

Rodimus Prima transformed in vehicle mode of a cybertronian sports car racing against Hot shot In his vehicle form doing a few laps around the speed planet for many cybertrons.

Hot shot (vehicle mode): Come on Ken. I know you can do better than that!!

Rodimus Prima (vehicle mode): Oh really try not to underestimate the person that you're racing up against!!

With a flick of his internal systems, Rodimus activated his turbo boost, propelling himself ahead of Hot Shot. The world blurred around him as he pushed the limits of his speed, feeling the thrill of the race surge through his circuits.

Rodimus Prima: (thinking) This is what it feels like to be truly alive! 

As they rounded a bend, Hot Shot quickly shifted gears, not willing to let Rodimus take the lead easily.

Hot Shot: (grinning) Not bad, but I'm just getting started!

As Rodimus Prima surged ahead, his engine roaring with power, he could feel the adrenaline coursing through him. The track twisted and turned, and he expertly maneuvered through each bend, reveling in the freedom of racing on Velocitron.

Rodimus Prima: (thinking) I can't believe how exhilarating this is! The speed, the thrill—it's everything I dreamed of!

With Hot Shot hot on his tail, Rodimus kept pushing himself, determined to maintain his lead. The vibrant colors of Velocitron's landscape whipped by in a blur, the neon lights reflecting off his sleek chassis.

Hot Shot: (shouting) You think you can keep that lead? Watch this!

Hot Shot activated his own turbo boost, his vehicle mode transforming into a streak of brilliant yellow as he surged forward. The two racers were neck and neck, engines roaring in a symphony of speed.

Rodimus Prima: (smirking) Don't count me out yet!

With a flick of his internal systems, Rodimus initiated a series of advanced maneuvers, expertly weaving through the track as he kept an eye on Hot Shot's movements. The finish line was approaching fast, and the tension in the air was electrifying.

Rodimus: (thinking) Just a little more...

As they entered the final stretch, Rodimus felt a surge of determination. He activated his turbo boost once more, feeling the power surge through him as he pushed his limits. 

Rodimus Prima: (shouting) Here goes nothing!

In a blur of speed, Rodimus shot ahead, crossing the finish line with a triumphant roar. The crowd erupted into cheers, the sound echoing across the vibrant landscape of Velocitron.

Hot Shot: (transforming back) No way! You did it!

Rodimus: (transforming and striking a pose) That was incredible! I can't believe how fast I went!

Hot Shot: (grinning) You earned it, Rodimus! You've really come a long way.

As the celebration kicked off, Rodimus felt a rush of pride. He was no longer just a new Autobot; he was becoming a true champion, surrounded by friends who believed in him.

Location - Teyvat, Mondstadt City

A young Jonathan Arcane at the age of 10 years old that was doing some sore training with Noelle being a substant tutor and also helping him control his wind magic also known as Anemo.

Noelle: (smiling encouragingly) That's it, Jonathan! Focus on your breathing and let the Anemo flow through you.

Jonathan: (concentrating) I can feel it! Just like you taught me!

Noelle: (nodding) Good! Now, try to summon the wind and shape it into a blade.

Taking a deep breath, Jonathan extended his hands, channeling his energy. He felt the familiar sensation of wind swirling around him, lifting his spirits. With concentration, he visualized the wind forming into a sharp, slicing shape.

Jonathan: (focusing harder) Here goes!

As he willed the wind to take form, a gust whipped around him, and with a swift motion, a shimmering blade of air materialized before him. 

Noelle: (clapping her hands) Amazing! You did it!

Jonathan: (beaming with pride) I can't believe I actually made it!

Noelle: (encouragingly) Remember, practice makes perfect. You're growing stronger every day!

Jonathan felt a rush of excitement at the progress he was making. He was determined to live up to the legacy of his parents and protect Mondstadt, just like they had.

Location - Anime World

Meanwhile, in the anime universe, Tucker Joseph was going through some intense training with Vegeta. Seen that he was kind of harsh but he looked at him as a mentor, Even if it means that Tucker has to get brutally beaten by Vegeta to knock some sensitive, not to hold back to embrace the pride of what it really means to be a Saiyan warrior.

Vegeta: remember you're saiyan warrior and try not to act like a little bitch!!

Tucker: of course not sensing taught me well!!

Vegeta: then prove it by going Super Saiyan!!

As Tucker from his base for transforming not just from Super Saiyan what but Super Saiyan 2 surprising Vegeta which gave him a proud smile. Seen that he really has a son that was even better compared to kakarot's son or slick Goku or abridge Goku.

Tucker: (gritting his teeth) I won't hold back anymore!

Vegeta: (smirking with pride) Now that's what I like to see! Show me what you can do!

As Tucker charged forward, he felt the adrenaline coursing through his veins. He launched a series of rapid punches and kicks, each one fueled by the confidence of his newfound power. Vegeta dodged and countered with calculated precision, pushing Tucker to his limits.

Vegeta: (shouting) Keep moving! You have to anticipate my moves!

Tucker: (panting) Right! I can do this!

With every blow, he was learning, adapting, and growing stronger. Each hit from Vegeta was a lesson, each dodge a testament to his determination. He was embracing what it truly meant to be a Saiyan warrior.

Vegeta: (grinning) That's it! You're finally starting to understand your potential!

Tucker: (yelling) I won't give up! I'll become the strongest!

As the two continued their intense sparring session, Tucker felt a deep sense of pride in his heritage. He was no longer just a boy; he was becoming a warrior, ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead.

In Cartoon World 

Location - Earth, Gotham City

In Wayne Mansion, Peter Wayne was at the age of 11 training alongside his father Bruce Wayne, also known as the Batman at the batcave learning martial arts into hand to hand combat.

Bruce: (demonstrating a move) Remember, Peter, it's not just about strength. Technique and precision are equally important.

Peter: (focused) I get it, Dad! I'll do my best!

As they sparred, Bruce moved with the fluidity of a seasoned martial artist, demonstrating various techniques and counters. Peter, eager to learn, mirrored his father's movements, trying to absorb every lesson.

Bruce: (encouragingly) Good! Now, try to anticipate my next move.

With a determined look, Peter lunged forward, attempting to land a punch. Bruce easily sidestepped, grabbing Peter's wrist and twisting it, bringing him down to the mat.

Bruce: (smirking) Not bad, but you need to be quicker. Always be aware of your surroundings.

Peter: (grinning as he got back up) I'll keep practicing! I want to be just like you!

Bruce: (nodding) You're already on the right path. Just remember, being a hero means more than just fighting. It's about making the right choices.

As the training continued, Peter felt a sense of purpose building within him. He was learning not only how to fight but also the values that came with being a Wayne, a protector of Gotham.

Location - Velocitron

Back on Velocitron, the celebration from Rodimus' victory continued. The atmosphere was electric, filled with cheers and excitement as his fellow racers congratulated him.

Rodimus: (beaming) I can't believe I won! This is amazing!

Hot Shot: (clapping Rodimus on the back) You earned every bit of that victory, Ken! You really pushed your limits out there!

Rodimus: (smirking) And I'm just getting started! I want to race again and again!

As the festivities continued, Rodimus felt a deep sense of belonging. He was no longer just a newcomer; he was becoming a respected member of the racing community, embraced by friends who believed in him.