Note: This is in the DBZ universe, but some events might not had happened. Like Anybody but Gohan reaching SSJ2 and the Whole Buu saga.
Namek Savior, Chapter 1: Beginning.
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Tolden sat on a cliff that overlooked a lake. He let out a heave of despair. He had been on the run for 2 years. He was only 12, but he felt as if he was a Thousand. The Gero Empire had finally overran the world, as Dr. Geros savage Changelings that he had re-genetically enginereed from Furiza's genes, only stronger, plundered and destroyed the lives of Billions. He thought back to when he was only 8, 4 years ago.......
He and Toola had lived happily for 7 years, since he was found a 1 year old in the city, sitting on a doorstep. Sometimes he was teased by other kids because he was green, but when he was 7 they moved into the country and he only saw Toola. He knew he was different because Toola looked like all the other people. One day when he was nine Dr. Gero unleashed the Changelings on the world. This day Toola, once a World-Wide Champion of Martial Arts, began to train him. He taught him Bukujustu, Zanzoken, how to from ki blasts and even a technique that he said he learned from a Turtle Master called the Kamehameha. One day Toola discovered that Dr. Gero was "eliminating" all the fighters strong enough to stand up to him. He knew they would come someday, so he pulled Tolden aside.
"Tolden," he said, "You are very strong. Stronger than me in fact. Tomorrow i go to meet my destiny at the hands of the Changelings. You are a Namek. A elder of your race once gave me a sword and told me to give it to you when you got old enough. Here it is."
The sword was made out of white ki and had a inscription on it. Tolden strained to see what it said. The inscription said, "Sword of Destiny."
The next day Toola left and Tolden walked away from the house he would never see again, the Sword of Destiny strapped to his back.
Present. Tolden knew he must keep moving, and he walked into some woods that were to the left of him. After about a hour of wandering through the forest, He came upon a dust storm. Suddenly it stopped. A green man that looked like Tolden was meditating!
"Tolden," he said, "I've been expecting you."
Tolden stammered, "How do you know my name? And why do you look like me?"
The Namek casually replied, "I am a Namek like you. My name is Piccolo. Come closer."
All of a sudden Tolden knew everything, about the Z warriors, how Piccolo knew his name, and what Piccolo intended to do with him.
"H-how did you do that?" Tolden asked.
"I telepathicly sent you the information that you needed to know." Piccolo said.
"So when do i meet these "Z" warriors?" Tolden inquired.
Piccolo frowned. "Unfortunatly, they're dead, and Dende turned the Dragonballs to stone and he can't turn them back."
Tolden knew about the Dragonballs from the information Piccolo telepathically sent him. And he wanted to fight the Changelings and Dr. Gero to get revenge on him for Toola.
Piccolo remarked, " Since we can't find a way to change the Dragonballs back, we'll have to fight them. But we still DO have a chance, you have the most potential I've seen since Gohan. I don't know what to teach you about swords though, i don't use them myself. You can learn that on your own."
Tolden proudly said, "I have already learned Bukujustu, Zanzoken, Ki blasts, and the Kamehameha."
Piccolo's eyes bulged. "What? Who taught you that?"
Tolden said, "My sensai, Toola, said he learned it from a Turtle Master."
Piccolo smirked. "Well, get some sleep, because tomorrow we start training."
That night Tolden dreamed of his life before he got on the run. Where did he come from? He often asked himself. Toola had told him just that one day he found him on a step, but the truth was one day he was wandering around the house and had found a letter. It had said,
Dear Toola, one day you saved me on New Namek. I am dying, and i know no friends except you to take my offspring, Tolden. One day when I was a child Kami predicted that my kid would be a mighty warrior. Please help him fulfill his destiny, and don't tell him of me. I don't want him to miss me when im gone, it might cause him too much heartbreak. Accept him as your natural child.
Opinteng
Accept him as his child Toola had. Tolden couldn't say that he had not had a happy life before Dr. Gero's Changelings had taken over. Tolden had everything he wanted until the day Toola left. Now he craved only power to avenge Toola's death.
Captain Ice of the Gero Empire punched a boulder into little pieces in frustration. It seemed that Tolden had disappered from the Earth! He knew that if he didn't find him, Dr. Gero would be very displeased....... Ice shuddered. Somehow Tolden must hust have learned to mask his ki, because he couldn't sense him! Another unlikely possibilty was that Tolden was dead, which would mean Ice would be killed. Gero didn't care one way or another about the soldiers that did his dirty work, and he might kill just because he was in a bad mood.
**END CHAPTER 1**
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Namek Savior, Chapter 1: Beginning.
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Tolden sat on a cliff that overlooked a lake. He let out a heave of despair. He had been on the run for 2 years. He was only 12, but he felt as if he was a Thousand. The Gero Empire had finally overran the world, as Dr. Geros savage Changelings that he had re-genetically enginereed from Furiza's genes, only stronger, plundered and destroyed the lives of Billions. He thought back to when he was only 8, 4 years ago.......
He and Toola had lived happily for 7 years, since he was found a 1 year old in the city, sitting on a doorstep. Sometimes he was teased by other kids because he was green, but when he was 7 they moved into the country and he only saw Toola. He knew he was different because Toola looked like all the other people. One day when he was nine Dr. Gero unleashed the Changelings on the world. This day Toola, once a World-Wide Champion of Martial Arts, began to train him. He taught him Bukujustu, Zanzoken, how to from ki blasts and even a technique that he said he learned from a Turtle Master called the Kamehameha. One day Toola discovered that Dr. Gero was "eliminating" all the fighters strong enough to stand up to him. He knew they would come someday, so he pulled Tolden aside.
"Tolden," he said, "You are very strong. Stronger than me in fact. Tomorrow i go to meet my destiny at the hands of the Changelings. You are a Namek. A elder of your race once gave me a sword and told me to give it to you when you got old enough. Here it is."
The sword was made out of white ki and had a inscription on it. Tolden strained to see what it said. The inscription said, "Sword of Destiny."
The next day Toola left and Tolden walked away from the house he would never see again, the Sword of Destiny strapped to his back.
Present. Tolden knew he must keep moving, and he walked into some woods that were to the left of him. After about a hour of wandering through the forest, He came upon a dust storm. Suddenly it stopped. A green man that looked like Tolden was meditating!
"Tolden," he said, "I've been expecting you."
Tolden stammered, "How do you know my name? And why do you look like me?"
The Namek casually replied, "I am a Namek like you. My name is Piccolo. Come closer."
All of a sudden Tolden knew everything, about the Z warriors, how Piccolo knew his name, and what Piccolo intended to do with him.
"H-how did you do that?" Tolden asked.
"I telepathicly sent you the information that you needed to know." Piccolo said.
"So when do i meet these "Z" warriors?" Tolden inquired.
Piccolo frowned. "Unfortunatly, they're dead, and Dende turned the Dragonballs to stone and he can't turn them back."
Tolden knew about the Dragonballs from the information Piccolo telepathically sent him. And he wanted to fight the Changelings and Dr. Gero to get revenge on him for Toola.
Piccolo remarked, " Since we can't find a way to change the Dragonballs back, we'll have to fight them. But we still DO have a chance, you have the most potential I've seen since Gohan. I don't know what to teach you about swords though, i don't use them myself. You can learn that on your own."
Tolden proudly said, "I have already learned Bukujustu, Zanzoken, Ki blasts, and the Kamehameha."
Piccolo's eyes bulged. "What? Who taught you that?"
Tolden said, "My sensai, Toola, said he learned it from a Turtle Master."
Piccolo smirked. "Well, get some sleep, because tomorrow we start training."
That night Tolden dreamed of his life before he got on the run. Where did he come from? He often asked himself. Toola had told him just that one day he found him on a step, but the truth was one day he was wandering around the house and had found a letter. It had said,
Dear Toola, one day you saved me on New Namek. I am dying, and i know no friends except you to take my offspring, Tolden. One day when I was a child Kami predicted that my kid would be a mighty warrior. Please help him fulfill his destiny, and don't tell him of me. I don't want him to miss me when im gone, it might cause him too much heartbreak. Accept him as your natural child.
Opinteng
Accept him as his child Toola had. Tolden couldn't say that he had not had a happy life before Dr. Gero's Changelings had taken over. Tolden had everything he wanted until the day Toola left. Now he craved only power to avenge Toola's death.
Captain Ice of the Gero Empire punched a boulder into little pieces in frustration. It seemed that Tolden had disappered from the Earth! He knew that if he didn't find him, Dr. Gero would be very displeased....... Ice shuddered. Somehow Tolden must hust have learned to mask his ki, because he couldn't sense him! Another unlikely possibilty was that Tolden was dead, which would mean Ice would be killed. Gero didn't care one way or another about the soldiers that did his dirty work, and he might kill just because he was in a bad mood.
**END CHAPTER 1**
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