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Hi, this is my first try at fanfic. To make matters
worse, its a self insert, crossover! To make matters
EVEN worse, it starts in the Dragonball world! I
know a lot of fanfic writers make really really REALLY
lousy fanfics about dragonball. Hopefully this won't
be one of them...
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Title:
Space and Time Warrior.
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Someone who can think of a better title please
tell me, I'm not very creative ^_^
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Prologue, Little shop of.....something
"Come on guys, it looks like it could be fun". Famous
last words for dear Nicholas as he and his friend head
towards a new shop in town. It just opened a few days
before and the two men were very curious on what it
contained. They entered the strange shop, and browsed
its contents. It was a small shop owned by an elderly
man.
"Welcome young ones, come in, come in, look around I'm
sure something will find you" He exclaimed to the youths.
"Riiiiiiight, sure thanks." said the dark haired
young man.
Nick whispered to his friend, "Weird guy, don't you
think?".
His light haired friend Edgar replied, "Really,
you are too paranoid, just an old guy".
"Yeah, you're right. Gives me the creeps though.
Man, this stuff is cool".
Nick browses through the shelves. He sees a lot of
interesting stuff. A mirror with a dragon engraved
into the handle, ornamental blades, candles, earrings,
and host of other assortments.
"You see anything that draws you young man?" a voice
from behind asks.
"Ahhhh! Crap, don't do that or your insurance premiums
are going to go up. Sheesh".
The old man chuckles wryly. "Come on young'un, I'm
sure you aren't so fragile?".
"No, but it's still unnerving. Anyway you got a lot
of stuff here, where'd you get it? Don't see any
'Made in Taiwan' labels on these things." Nick
said.
"Ohoho no, Taiwan doesn't make these kinds of items.
They are made for specific people, only someone who
truly needs the item will receive what it will give
to them"
"RRRRIIIIIIIIIIGGGGHHHHHT......Now that sounds
really strange" Edgar comments to the elderly man.
He whispers "You were right, for once, this is a
weird place" to Nick.
"I'll remember you said that, it's a record...wow,
no way!"
Nick walks quickly to a particular shelf. He
gazes at an orange ball with four stars in it.
"What are you looking at?", his friend asks.
"A dragonball, its something from a kick ass
anime call Dragonball Z."
"Yeah, anime, should've known it would be something
like that", his friend sniffs.
"Well excuse me for having taste", Nick replies while
his friend wanders to another part of the store.
"You seem to like that item kid"
"Listen, I know you want to sell stuff, but I am not
in a good mood, I don't like someone looking over my
shoulder, if I am going to buy it, I will, so please
leave me alone"
The old man smiles, "Sure young man, you know what
you are doing" and walks away.
"Last time I come here, crazy old man. My life
is already too screwed up to be dealing with this crap".
He then gazes back to the shiny orange ball. He can't
seem to help himself and picks it up.
"Wow, this thing feels like glass, not some cheap plastic.
Looks kinda like in the anime, only not cartoonish."
The ball starts to glow and Nick stares transfixed.
*Neat, this thing glows, wonder where the batteries
go, doesn't look like it opens……hmm……don't see any
kind of light bulb or wires in it either...why is the
store starting to get all hazy?*
Those are the last thought that young man would have
on that particular world…………
"Another satisfied customer……"
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OK, yes, this is going to start out slow because I
actually want to make a plot! I read too many bombs
where a guy starts training and in a month he's ready
to beat everybody down. Yes this is fanfic but I'd
like to make things a bit more realistic ^_^. The
main charaster is going to have to actually work for
everything he gets, no free rides. It took Goku YEARS
to get to his level, so don't expect to see a *poof*
guy's ready to take on all comers
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Chapter 1 I'm where?!??!!??
When things started to clear up, Nick sees a most
beautiful sight. A grand forest beyond flowing
plains right near a river.
*Hmm…pretty nice. National Geographic has nothing on
this place. How the hell did I get here anyway.
Shit, I'm in the middle of a forest with probably no
one around for miles*
He turns and sees a dome shaped building with smoke
coming out of its chimney.
Sweatdrops a bit...*OK, maybe I'm NOT in the middles
of no where with no one around for miles*
He heads toward the house and knocks.
*I sure as hell hope I don't see the crypt keeper
or something horrible answer*
The door opens and Nick finds himself looking at
a very portly belly. He looks up……and continues to
look up……finally moving his neck as far as it will
go he tilts his back and sees a very…VERY big man in
front of him.
*Please don't let this guy have a bad attitude…wonder
why that hat looks familiar, hope he's not a Viking or
something*
"Umm…may I help you young man?", the gargantuan asks.
"Ah ha yeah, um, would happen to know where I am?"
"Oh, are you lost?"
"You can say that, I have no clue where I am" *Or
if I'm even on the same planet, they don't make guys
as big as this guy*
"How did you get here?", the huge man asked confused.
"Wish I knew, I was shopping with my friends, saw a
dragonball, picked it up and whoosh I'm here, well
actually in your front..or rear yard."
The man's eyes widened when he heard this.
"You know of the dragonballs?" with a particular
edge in his voice.
Nick, not missing the edge and really not wanting to
piss this huge man off said, "Umm, yeah, its not that
big of a secret, with it being on TV and mangas and all".
The man's eyes widened in disbelief.
"Hey dad, who's this guy in the front door?", a kind
woman's voice asked from within.
"Someone who got lost Chichi honey, I think he should
come in and tell us about himself."
"I don't want to intrude..", Nick trailed off when he
gazed in the man's eyes, it wasn't a request.
"Well, sure why not, hope I won't be a bother" *God, I
should try to run, probably faster than this huge guy,
but knowing my luck he'll probably throw trees or
something at me*
Nick stepped inside and was pleasantly surprised at the
homey abode.
*This is a nice place, wonder why it seems so familiar.
I'm not a big outdoors type of guy*
"Why hello, who might you be?", a voice asked from behind.
Nick jumped a bit and calmed down *Sheesh, I wish people
wouldn't DO that*
He turned around and saw an attractive dark haired woman
with her hair in a bun.
"My name is Nicholas, but people just call me Nick, nice
to meet you miss…"
"Oh hello, my name is Son Chichi, nice to meet you. How
did you wind up lost here?" she replied puzzled.
"Well I……wait, back up a minute. Your name is Chichi?"
Nick asked suspicious.
The giant man narrowed his eyes at the young man as he
made this exclamation.
"Yes, do you know me, I don't seem to remember you
Nick-san?",Chichi asked puzzled.
"Umm, are you married to a Son Goku, who is an incredible
powerful Super Saiyajin, have two kids called Goten and
Gohan, both also insanely powerful by any chance?", Nick
asked fearful, but already having that sinking feeling
of already knowing the answer.
"Yes, who are you and how do you know about my Goku!",
Chichi stomps over to Nick raising her fist angrily.
"Wait wait, no need to beat me bloody, I'm just from
another dimension probably, that's all" he said
frightened, waving his hands in the air frantically.
"Waaaaahh, he's a ghost who escaped from the other
dimension, get him daddy while I get my machine gun"
"Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaiit, NO MACHINE GUNS!!!!! I am
alive, not a ghost, don't kill me!!!"
Chichi stops and breaths a sigh of relief. She
then get right in Nick's face, "HOW COULD YOU
SCARE A POOR HOUSEWIFE LIKE THAT YOU SICKO!!!??!?"
"Hey, I said I was from another dimension, I
never said I was dead, you're the nutty people
that said that, not me!"
The huge man, forgotten for a time, now stomps
over to the arguing duo.
"THAT'S ENOUGH! Now, we need to talk to you
Nick-san, and figure out all this" the Ox-King proclaimed.
"OK, fine with me, but please don't jump to any
conclusions, I'll explain as best I can"
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Yes yes, very boring so far, I know. I am trying to
add some comedy to this until the character can
actually FIGHT. Then you'll get to see some bloody
action scenes. I don't want to skip over character
relationships to just get to bashing people's heads
in.......but do not fear, that will come soon! ^_-
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Chapter 2 You expect me to buy THAT?!?
"….and that's it." Nick finished after nearly an hour
of explaining….or defending depending on how you look
at the interrogation....erm..conversation.
Their reply was not what he expected.
"Sounds good to me".
"Should have known it was something like that".
After suffering from a nasty face-fault, the first of
many yet to come, he cried "That's it, I tell you I'm
from another dimension and I got warped here and all
you have to say is 'yeah, should've known'!?"
The two adults looked at the youth like he was in
kindergarten. Chichi then walked up to him and
patiently said "Now look, my husband is a super powered
martial arts alien who saved the world when he was a
child and many more times as he grew up, my children are
also super powered martial artists who can easily destroy
the world if they fart wrong. I have lived through tall
green men taking over the world, big saiyajins kidnapping
my Gohan, turning into huge apes, or otherwise trying to
destroy the world. A boy from the future saved my
husbands life with future medicine. Not to mention a
genetic compilation of all my husband's friends and
himself's genes used to create a big green monster
trying to destroy the world……Oh and lets not forget the
big PINK monster who DID destroy the world. Now out
of ALL that, you think you being from another world,
dimension, whatever is THAT big a stretch?".
Nick just blinked several times....*Whoa*
"Uhm…Son-san…how did you say all that in one breath?"
he asked curiously.
Now it was Chichi and her father's turn to perform
a massive face-fault.
"Ok, now that we have all that straightened out,
how do I get back?"
"Oh, we'll just go to Bulma's place and she'll figure
something out" Chichi replied offhandedly.
"Well honey, I'll go and do the shopping while you take
Nick-san here to Bulma's, remember we have to be able
to feed Goku and his new student Uub."
"Good thinking dad, knowing Goku, the three refrigerators
full of food won't nearly be enough, plus my Gohan is
coming over with Videl and Pan. Now come on young man,
let's go to Bulma's, she'll probably have you home before
dinner."
"I hope so, thanks a lot for your help".
Now, since Goku failed his driving test, it was up to
Chichi to get a license so she can get around. After
several.......SEVERAL tries and threats to the well being
of the instructor she received her license. Now someone
who's temper is as…volatile as Son Chichi's should NOT be
driving. A first lesson of many this young traveler will
receive.
"AHHHHHHH!!! CAR CAR!!."
"Relax, he swerved out of the way didn't he?"
"YOU WERE ON THE WRONG SIDE OF THE ROAD!"
Chichi, finally snapping at getting yelled at, "WELL THE
OTHER SIDE WAS TOO CONGESTED, YOU DID WANT TO GET TO
BULMA'S QUICK RIGHT??", Glaring daggers at him.
"EYES ON THE ROAD, EYES ON THE ROAD!!!!!"
"QUIET!!! OR I WILL TURN THIS CAR AROUND, YOU WANT
TO GET TO BULMA'S OR NOT??"
"Yeah....but I want to get there with all my limbs
where they are supposed to be too!"
"Keep this up and you won't have to worry about damage
the car can do" she said silently and deadly.
"Uhhhm, grrgrrgrreat dr-dr-driving Son-san, nnno
problems here"
"Good" she icily said as she floored the accelerator
going down the wrong side of the highway as the young
man whimpered at the sight of the oncoming Semi.
"See, we're there. I swear you young people make such
a big deal out of nothing" she spoke in an expatiated
tone to Nick, who's hair now looked resemblent of
Vegeta's, sticking straight up.
Chichi rang the intercom button "Hey Bulma, its Chichi,
can I come in, I have someone who needs your help".
The intercom buzzed while a recorded voice of Bulma's
could be heard "Welcome to my humble abode" with music
from the Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous was playing
in the background.
"I swear, I think Bulma has had too much free time as
of late" grumbled Chichi.
As they stepped in, Nick was in awe. *Wow, this place
is HUGE. Man beam my up Scotty*
"Hi Chichi, what's up, this the kid with the problem?"
said a voice from behind Nick.
"Ggaaahh, would people stop DOING that!". Nick
exclaimed clutching his chest.
"Sheesh, relax, you are in the presence of a genius
here." Bulma waved him off dismissively.
"Well, anyway Bulma-san, I'm sure Chichi told you on
the phone about my problem, can you help me?"
"Heh, sure kid, nothing this genius CAN'T do, but first.."
she whips out a surgical masks, latex gloves, and goggles,
"....some TESTS!".
Nick collapsed in a dead faint.
"Really Bulma, you're terrible." Chichi scolded, but her
giggling gave away her true feelings.
*sigh*"I know, but its been so boring around here, maybe
this will give us some sparks like the old days" Bulma
said, her eyes longing for the old excitement of crazy
adventures and near-death escapes.
"I for one DON'T miss it, because its usually my husband
and sons who have to fight some god awful monster".
"Relax Chichi, I don't want THAT, but a little excitement
is what I mean, its so boring with the same stuff
happening over and over again". Bulma sighed again.
*groan* "God, what a weird dream, I am definitely laying
off the late night chinese food…." He trials off looking
at Bulma, who has a specimen cup, K-Y jelly, and gloves
on.
"Good, you're up, I need a...huuum....sample", she
smiles a predatory smile.
Nick goes back to la-la land.
"Oh, I just know things are going to get interesting
around here now!" she exclaims.
Chichi just shakes her head at the antics of her long
time friend.
Several hours and tests, and faintings later, Bulma
returns from her lab.
"So what's the news Bulma-san?" Nick asked anxiously.
"Well, I got some good news, and some bad news. The
good news is that you are a god-send for inter-
dimensional travel. Studying you I now have some
insights on the differences in dimensional frequencies.
I can start working on machines that will try to locate
those frequencies and open a gate to them!"
"Wow, that sounds great, so what's the bad news?"
"Weeeelll, this is a new technology, I don't know how
long it will take me to create a machine that can actually
accomplish this, much less I have to check it repeatedly
to make sure that it doesn't scramble a person going
through it like eggs".
Nick digested this for a while, then, after remembering
the name of the world he was now trapped in, he asked a
question that is so simple it should have been asked in
the first place.
"Why can't we use the dragonballs and wish me back to
my dimension?".
Bulma's face brightened "Oh what a great idea, you are
a genius, let me get my dragon radar.", and she retreated
into her lab.
The man just sweatdropped.
"That's strange.." he heard Bulma mutter.
Already having a bad feeling, he asked the obvious
question, "What happened now?"
"I don't see any dragonballs on the radar, it could
mean that they disappeared, or someone made a wish...
..erm or two"
"Oh my, I wonder who could have done such a thing?"
Chichi muttered.
Somewhere, in a dark, dank place, a voice laughed
and giggled maniacally "Mine, mine, all mine…..ohhhh
baby, beautiful, silky darlings!!!"
"Well, I guess I have to wait, either for the dragonballs
or for Bulma to get the machine working. But, where can
I go, what can I do for 6 monthes?"
"Well, you can stay with dad, Goten, and me. If you do
your chores things will work out just fine" Chichi
exclaimed.
"But, Son-san…."
"Call me Chichi, all this Son-san is making me feel old"
"But you ar…..*think about what you say moron*…yes
Chichi-san"
"Well, it's a start, thanks a lot Bulma, bring the
family over, we hardly get together anymore."
"I think I will, its been too long since we got
together, I think Vegita is itching for another
crack at Son-kun. Boy, he never gives up!
Saiyajins" she snorts.
"Well, at least yours is at home, mine travels
all over the place, I have to go, my saiyajin
is coming home and I need to prepare the kitchen
for the onslaught"
Bulma giggles "I can imagine, come by anytime Chichi,
oh and Nick, I need to get some more samples so you'll
have to...." She trails off seeing him disappear in
an afterimage seen in some of the best martial artists.
"He's got potential" Chichi muttered.
"Just got to motivate them, didn't think my 'tests'
were that bad" she replied with a half grin.
"Byyye Bulma, I'd ask you to be good, but I don't think
that's possible" Chichi replied with a smile as she
departed.
"Hmm, that WAS pretty fast, especially considering he
isn't a real fighter like the people here…" Bulma
trailed off.
Chichi saw Nick in the hover car, belt buckled, slumped
down. She couldn't suppress her smile. *Well, maybe
Bulma was right, things WILL get more interesting
around here*
She got in and started her righteous tirade towards Nick.
"Honestly, that was so rude, Bulma was doing her best to
help you and you run out of there like it was a prison"
Nick just looked at her…then toward the front door..
..where Bulma is waiting outside the door, grinning,
looks back at Chichi....weighs his survival options,
and says something he KNOWS he'll regret, "Chichi-san,
drive like you never drove before, PLEASE. I'll
apologize to her later." *preferable by letter or
on a phone...on the other side of the planet*
Chichi suppressed her urge to laugh outright there,
but she had enough fun and dinner needed to be made.
Five minutes later they arrived back at the Son house....
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I'm not saying it again.....nope not me.......BUUUUT, we
are ALMOST to the good part. Nick has TRIED to get home,
is stuck there, and now is staying at the Son home..
..but for how long......read on! *Man this sounds so
lame, yell at me with some suggestions, someone, ANYONE*
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Chapter 3 Wow, Son Goku…train me?
The house was alive with the smell of mouth watering
delights. Its no surprise to see the greatest hero
the world has ever known popped into existence, took
one whiff of the food, and was at his seat at the table
at a pace that nearly created a sonic boom.
"Fooooood. Oh yeah, hi honey, this is Uub *Uub
waves weakly* wow lets eat!"
Uub, noticing the new face, as well as the rest of
the Son family go to talk to the young man.
Nick looks around…seeing the most powerful beings in
probably any universe, tries to stay calm. He waves
uncertainly "Um, hi. My name is Nicholas, but people
just call me Nick. Nice to meet all of you"
"You can talk at the dinner table, the food is ready"
Chichi exclaims.
Nick had to hold on to his clothes to avoid them being
torn off in the violent wind that picked up when a group
of hungry saiyajins went to dinner. He takes an empty
seat at the large oak table, but is unsure on how to get
any food since all he sees is a blur of chopsticks and
arms going after the food. *Crap, I stick my arm in there
I'll be lucky if I'm able to pull it out without it being
a bloody stump!*
Chichi, seeing his reaction, gives him a plate of food,
while saying "I always leave some food off the table
so normal people can actually eat!"
"Thanks a lot Chichi-san" and starts to dig in at a quick
pace. The saiyajins stop and look at him funny. "What,
I got some food on my chin?" As Nick proceeds to wipe his
chin. The others are looking at him for a different
reason. Mostly was *How can someone who is not even
trained move so fast* *I didn't feel any power up but he
moved with speeds that rivaled me moving, albeit at a
leisurely pace, he has some potential.*
After the introductions and his sad excuse for a story,
Gohan and his family waved goodbye and left for their
home in Satan City, while Goku and Uub decided to stay
home for the night. Nick decided to walk outside in the
fresh air. He sits down by the stream, revels in the soft
green grass, and looks up at the stars shining in the sky.
*Wow, stars don't shine like this at home* he thought
blissfully. He started to drift off when a voice from
behind him exclaims "Great night isn't it!"
Goku looks intrigued as he sees the man jump 5 or 6 times
his length straight into the air and thought to himself
*He DOES have some potential*
Nick, however, was getting pissed. *What the hell!!
Why whenever I get a peaceful moment some jerk
yells from behind me nearly giving me a heart attack!*
He turns to see Goku, looking at him strangely, as in
thought.
He thinks to himself *Goku in thought.....I am screwed
something awful aren't I?*
Finally coming to a decision Goku asks him "How would like
me to train you?"
He froze..mind locking down....then promptly FELL down..
..the strongest fighter in the universe...wants to
train me...
He sat slack jawed for a while until he mustered up a
"W-w-w-why? Why me?".
"Well, I sense potential in you, I want to see how strong
you can get"
*Potential, SON GOKU thinks I have potential…..what the
hell, why not, I got six months to kill, and what could
be better than learning all that cool stuff from the anime!*
"I accept, thank you."
"Good, I'll get you a gi, you'll start tomorrow morning."
"Um, when tomorrow morning?"
Goku just grinned "You'll know when"
*I think I got myself nose deep in feces here*
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OK, this is just the set up, when he starts training you
guys who just love random violence will have a ball here,
so if you think I did a good job with the set up, then I
think you'll like what I have planned for the next few
chapters. I'm thinking of having Uub just beat the living
hell out of the main character for some training motivation,
but I also got a few other ideas. If you liked this so far,
hated it, got any comments let me know at NTL01979@aol.com.
Buh bye for now
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Hi, this is my first try at fanfic. To make matters
worse, its a self insert, crossover! To make matters
EVEN worse, it starts in the Dragonball world! I
know a lot of fanfic writers make really really REALLY
lousy fanfics about dragonball. Hopefully this won't
be one of them...
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Title:
Space and Time Warrior.
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Someone who can think of a better title please
tell me, I'm not very creative ^_^
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Prologue, Little shop of.....something
"Come on guys, it looks like it could be fun". Famous
last words for dear Nicholas as he and his friend head
towards a new shop in town. It just opened a few days
before and the two men were very curious on what it
contained. They entered the strange shop, and browsed
its contents. It was a small shop owned by an elderly
man.
"Welcome young ones, come in, come in, look around I'm
sure something will find you" He exclaimed to the youths.
"Riiiiiiight, sure thanks." said the dark haired
young man.
Nick whispered to his friend, "Weird guy, don't you
think?".
His light haired friend Edgar replied, "Really,
you are too paranoid, just an old guy".
"Yeah, you're right. Gives me the creeps though.
Man, this stuff is cool".
Nick browses through the shelves. He sees a lot of
interesting stuff. A mirror with a dragon engraved
into the handle, ornamental blades, candles, earrings,
and host of other assortments.
"You see anything that draws you young man?" a voice
from behind asks.
"Ahhhh! Crap, don't do that or your insurance premiums
are going to go up. Sheesh".
The old man chuckles wryly. "Come on young'un, I'm
sure you aren't so fragile?".
"No, but it's still unnerving. Anyway you got a lot
of stuff here, where'd you get it? Don't see any
'Made in Taiwan' labels on these things." Nick
said.
"Ohoho no, Taiwan doesn't make these kinds of items.
They are made for specific people, only someone who
truly needs the item will receive what it will give
to them"
"RRRRIIIIIIIIIIGGGGHHHHHT......Now that sounds
really strange" Edgar comments to the elderly man.
He whispers "You were right, for once, this is a
weird place" to Nick.
"I'll remember you said that, it's a record...wow,
no way!"
Nick walks quickly to a particular shelf. He
gazes at an orange ball with four stars in it.
"What are you looking at?", his friend asks.
"A dragonball, its something from a kick ass
anime call Dragonball Z."
"Yeah, anime, should've known it would be something
like that", his friend sniffs.
"Well excuse me for having taste", Nick replies while
his friend wanders to another part of the store.
"You seem to like that item kid"
"Listen, I know you want to sell stuff, but I am not
in a good mood, I don't like someone looking over my
shoulder, if I am going to buy it, I will, so please
leave me alone"
The old man smiles, "Sure young man, you know what
you are doing" and walks away.
"Last time I come here, crazy old man. My life
is already too screwed up to be dealing with this crap".
He then gazes back to the shiny orange ball. He can't
seem to help himself and picks it up.
"Wow, this thing feels like glass, not some cheap plastic.
Looks kinda like in the anime, only not cartoonish."
The ball starts to glow and Nick stares transfixed.
*Neat, this thing glows, wonder where the batteries
go, doesn't look like it opens……hmm……don't see any
kind of light bulb or wires in it either...why is the
store starting to get all hazy?*
Those are the last thought that young man would have
on that particular world…………
"Another satisfied customer……"
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OK, yes, this is going to start out slow because I
actually want to make a plot! I read too many bombs
where a guy starts training and in a month he's ready
to beat everybody down. Yes this is fanfic but I'd
like to make things a bit more realistic ^_^. The
main charaster is going to have to actually work for
everything he gets, no free rides. It took Goku YEARS
to get to his level, so don't expect to see a *poof*
guy's ready to take on all comers
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Chapter 1 I'm where?!??!!??
When things started to clear up, Nick sees a most
beautiful sight. A grand forest beyond flowing
plains right near a river.
*Hmm…pretty nice. National Geographic has nothing on
this place. How the hell did I get here anyway.
Shit, I'm in the middle of a forest with probably no
one around for miles*
He turns and sees a dome shaped building with smoke
coming out of its chimney.
Sweatdrops a bit...*OK, maybe I'm NOT in the middles
of no where with no one around for miles*
He heads toward the house and knocks.
*I sure as hell hope I don't see the crypt keeper
or something horrible answer*
The door opens and Nick finds himself looking at
a very portly belly. He looks up……and continues to
look up……finally moving his neck as far as it will
go he tilts his back and sees a very…VERY big man in
front of him.
*Please don't let this guy have a bad attitude…wonder
why that hat looks familiar, hope he's not a Viking or
something*
"Umm…may I help you young man?", the gargantuan asks.
"Ah ha yeah, um, would happen to know where I am?"
"Oh, are you lost?"
"You can say that, I have no clue where I am" *Or
if I'm even on the same planet, they don't make guys
as big as this guy*
"How did you get here?", the huge man asked confused.
"Wish I knew, I was shopping with my friends, saw a
dragonball, picked it up and whoosh I'm here, well
actually in your front..or rear yard."
The man's eyes widened when he heard this.
"You know of the dragonballs?" with a particular
edge in his voice.
Nick, not missing the edge and really not wanting to
piss this huge man off said, "Umm, yeah, its not that
big of a secret, with it being on TV and mangas and all".
The man's eyes widened in disbelief.
"Hey dad, who's this guy in the front door?", a kind
woman's voice asked from within.
"Someone who got lost Chichi honey, I think he should
come in and tell us about himself."
"I don't want to intrude..", Nick trailed off when he
gazed in the man's eyes, it wasn't a request.
"Well, sure why not, hope I won't be a bother" *God, I
should try to run, probably faster than this huge guy,
but knowing my luck he'll probably throw trees or
something at me*
Nick stepped inside and was pleasantly surprised at the
homey abode.
*This is a nice place, wonder why it seems so familiar.
I'm not a big outdoors type of guy*
"Why hello, who might you be?", a voice asked from behind.
Nick jumped a bit and calmed down *Sheesh, I wish people
wouldn't DO that*
He turned around and saw an attractive dark haired woman
with her hair in a bun.
"My name is Nicholas, but people just call me Nick, nice
to meet you miss…"
"Oh hello, my name is Son Chichi, nice to meet you. How
did you wind up lost here?" she replied puzzled.
"Well I……wait, back up a minute. Your name is Chichi?"
Nick asked suspicious.
The giant man narrowed his eyes at the young man as he
made this exclamation.
"Yes, do you know me, I don't seem to remember you
Nick-san?",Chichi asked puzzled.
"Umm, are you married to a Son Goku, who is an incredible
powerful Super Saiyajin, have two kids called Goten and
Gohan, both also insanely powerful by any chance?", Nick
asked fearful, but already having that sinking feeling
of already knowing the answer.
"Yes, who are you and how do you know about my Goku!",
Chichi stomps over to Nick raising her fist angrily.
"Wait wait, no need to beat me bloody, I'm just from
another dimension probably, that's all" he said
frightened, waving his hands in the air frantically.
"Waaaaahh, he's a ghost who escaped from the other
dimension, get him daddy while I get my machine gun"
"Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaiit, NO MACHINE GUNS!!!!! I am
alive, not a ghost, don't kill me!!!"
Chichi stops and breaths a sigh of relief. She
then get right in Nick's face, "HOW COULD YOU
SCARE A POOR HOUSEWIFE LIKE THAT YOU SICKO!!!??!?"
"Hey, I said I was from another dimension, I
never said I was dead, you're the nutty people
that said that, not me!"
The huge man, forgotten for a time, now stomps
over to the arguing duo.
"THAT'S ENOUGH! Now, we need to talk to you
Nick-san, and figure out all this" the Ox-King proclaimed.
"OK, fine with me, but please don't jump to any
conclusions, I'll explain as best I can"
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Yes yes, very boring so far, I know. I am trying to
add some comedy to this until the character can
actually FIGHT. Then you'll get to see some bloody
action scenes. I don't want to skip over character
relationships to just get to bashing people's heads
in.......but do not fear, that will come soon! ^_-
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Chapter 2 You expect me to buy THAT?!?
"….and that's it." Nick finished after nearly an hour
of explaining….or defending depending on how you look
at the interrogation....erm..conversation.
Their reply was not what he expected.
"Sounds good to me".
"Should have known it was something like that".
After suffering from a nasty face-fault, the first of
many yet to come, he cried "That's it, I tell you I'm
from another dimension and I got warped here and all
you have to say is 'yeah, should've known'!?"
The two adults looked at the youth like he was in
kindergarten. Chichi then walked up to him and
patiently said "Now look, my husband is a super powered
martial arts alien who saved the world when he was a
child and many more times as he grew up, my children are
also super powered martial artists who can easily destroy
the world if they fart wrong. I have lived through tall
green men taking over the world, big saiyajins kidnapping
my Gohan, turning into huge apes, or otherwise trying to
destroy the world. A boy from the future saved my
husbands life with future medicine. Not to mention a
genetic compilation of all my husband's friends and
himself's genes used to create a big green monster
trying to destroy the world……Oh and lets not forget the
big PINK monster who DID destroy the world. Now out
of ALL that, you think you being from another world,
dimension, whatever is THAT big a stretch?".
Nick just blinked several times....*Whoa*
"Uhm…Son-san…how did you say all that in one breath?"
he asked curiously.
Now it was Chichi and her father's turn to perform
a massive face-fault.
"Ok, now that we have all that straightened out,
how do I get back?"
"Oh, we'll just go to Bulma's place and she'll figure
something out" Chichi replied offhandedly.
"Well honey, I'll go and do the shopping while you take
Nick-san here to Bulma's, remember we have to be able
to feed Goku and his new student Uub."
"Good thinking dad, knowing Goku, the three refrigerators
full of food won't nearly be enough, plus my Gohan is
coming over with Videl and Pan. Now come on young man,
let's go to Bulma's, she'll probably have you home before
dinner."
"I hope so, thanks a lot for your help".
Now, since Goku failed his driving test, it was up to
Chichi to get a license so she can get around. After
several.......SEVERAL tries and threats to the well being
of the instructor she received her license. Now someone
who's temper is as…volatile as Son Chichi's should NOT be
driving. A first lesson of many this young traveler will
receive.
"AHHHHHHH!!! CAR CAR!!."
"Relax, he swerved out of the way didn't he?"
"YOU WERE ON THE WRONG SIDE OF THE ROAD!"
Chichi, finally snapping at getting yelled at, "WELL THE
OTHER SIDE WAS TOO CONGESTED, YOU DID WANT TO GET TO
BULMA'S QUICK RIGHT??", Glaring daggers at him.
"EYES ON THE ROAD, EYES ON THE ROAD!!!!!"
"QUIET!!! OR I WILL TURN THIS CAR AROUND, YOU WANT
TO GET TO BULMA'S OR NOT??"
"Yeah....but I want to get there with all my limbs
where they are supposed to be too!"
"Keep this up and you won't have to worry about damage
the car can do" she said silently and deadly.
"Uhhhm, grrgrrgrreat dr-dr-driving Son-san, nnno
problems here"
"Good" she icily said as she floored the accelerator
going down the wrong side of the highway as the young
man whimpered at the sight of the oncoming Semi.
"See, we're there. I swear you young people make such
a big deal out of nothing" she spoke in an expatiated
tone to Nick, who's hair now looked resemblent of
Vegeta's, sticking straight up.
Chichi rang the intercom button "Hey Bulma, its Chichi,
can I come in, I have someone who needs your help".
The intercom buzzed while a recorded voice of Bulma's
could be heard "Welcome to my humble abode" with music
from the Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous was playing
in the background.
"I swear, I think Bulma has had too much free time as
of late" grumbled Chichi.
As they stepped in, Nick was in awe. *Wow, this place
is HUGE. Man beam my up Scotty*
"Hi Chichi, what's up, this the kid with the problem?"
said a voice from behind Nick.
"Ggaaahh, would people stop DOING that!". Nick
exclaimed clutching his chest.
"Sheesh, relax, you are in the presence of a genius
here." Bulma waved him off dismissively.
"Well, anyway Bulma-san, I'm sure Chichi told you on
the phone about my problem, can you help me?"
"Heh, sure kid, nothing this genius CAN'T do, but first.."
she whips out a surgical masks, latex gloves, and goggles,
"....some TESTS!".
Nick collapsed in a dead faint.
"Really Bulma, you're terrible." Chichi scolded, but her
giggling gave away her true feelings.
*sigh*"I know, but its been so boring around here, maybe
this will give us some sparks like the old days" Bulma
said, her eyes longing for the old excitement of crazy
adventures and near-death escapes.
"I for one DON'T miss it, because its usually my husband
and sons who have to fight some god awful monster".
"Relax Chichi, I don't want THAT, but a little excitement
is what I mean, its so boring with the same stuff
happening over and over again". Bulma sighed again.
*groan* "God, what a weird dream, I am definitely laying
off the late night chinese food…." He trials off looking
at Bulma, who has a specimen cup, K-Y jelly, and gloves
on.
"Good, you're up, I need a...huuum....sample", she
smiles a predatory smile.
Nick goes back to la-la land.
"Oh, I just know things are going to get interesting
around here now!" she exclaims.
Chichi just shakes her head at the antics of her long
time friend.
Several hours and tests, and faintings later, Bulma
returns from her lab.
"So what's the news Bulma-san?" Nick asked anxiously.
"Well, I got some good news, and some bad news. The
good news is that you are a god-send for inter-
dimensional travel. Studying you I now have some
insights on the differences in dimensional frequencies.
I can start working on machines that will try to locate
those frequencies and open a gate to them!"
"Wow, that sounds great, so what's the bad news?"
"Weeeelll, this is a new technology, I don't know how
long it will take me to create a machine that can actually
accomplish this, much less I have to check it repeatedly
to make sure that it doesn't scramble a person going
through it like eggs".
Nick digested this for a while, then, after remembering
the name of the world he was now trapped in, he asked a
question that is so simple it should have been asked in
the first place.
"Why can't we use the dragonballs and wish me back to
my dimension?".
Bulma's face brightened "Oh what a great idea, you are
a genius, let me get my dragon radar.", and she retreated
into her lab.
The man just sweatdropped.
"That's strange.." he heard Bulma mutter.
Already having a bad feeling, he asked the obvious
question, "What happened now?"
"I don't see any dragonballs on the radar, it could
mean that they disappeared, or someone made a wish...
..erm or two"
"Oh my, I wonder who could have done such a thing?"
Chichi muttered.
Somewhere, in a dark, dank place, a voice laughed
and giggled maniacally "Mine, mine, all mine…..ohhhh
baby, beautiful, silky darlings!!!"
"Well, I guess I have to wait, either for the dragonballs
or for Bulma to get the machine working. But, where can
I go, what can I do for 6 monthes?"
"Well, you can stay with dad, Goten, and me. If you do
your chores things will work out just fine" Chichi
exclaimed.
"But, Son-san…."
"Call me Chichi, all this Son-san is making me feel old"
"But you ar…..*think about what you say moron*…yes
Chichi-san"
"Well, it's a start, thanks a lot Bulma, bring the
family over, we hardly get together anymore."
"I think I will, its been too long since we got
together, I think Vegita is itching for another
crack at Son-kun. Boy, he never gives up!
Saiyajins" she snorts.
"Well, at least yours is at home, mine travels
all over the place, I have to go, my saiyajin
is coming home and I need to prepare the kitchen
for the onslaught"
Bulma giggles "I can imagine, come by anytime Chichi,
oh and Nick, I need to get some more samples so you'll
have to...." She trails off seeing him disappear in
an afterimage seen in some of the best martial artists.
"He's got potential" Chichi muttered.
"Just got to motivate them, didn't think my 'tests'
were that bad" she replied with a half grin.
"Byyye Bulma, I'd ask you to be good, but I don't think
that's possible" Chichi replied with a smile as she
departed.
"Hmm, that WAS pretty fast, especially considering he
isn't a real fighter like the people here…" Bulma
trailed off.
Chichi saw Nick in the hover car, belt buckled, slumped
down. She couldn't suppress her smile. *Well, maybe
Bulma was right, things WILL get more interesting
around here*
She got in and started her righteous tirade towards Nick.
"Honestly, that was so rude, Bulma was doing her best to
help you and you run out of there like it was a prison"
Nick just looked at her…then toward the front door..
..where Bulma is waiting outside the door, grinning,
looks back at Chichi....weighs his survival options,
and says something he KNOWS he'll regret, "Chichi-san,
drive like you never drove before, PLEASE. I'll
apologize to her later." *preferable by letter or
on a phone...on the other side of the planet*
Chichi suppressed her urge to laugh outright there,
but she had enough fun and dinner needed to be made.
Five minutes later they arrived back at the Son house....
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I'm not saying it again.....nope not me.......BUUUUT, we
are ALMOST to the good part. Nick has TRIED to get home,
is stuck there, and now is staying at the Son home..
..but for how long......read on! *Man this sounds so
lame, yell at me with some suggestions, someone, ANYONE*
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Chapter 3 Wow, Son Goku…train me?
The house was alive with the smell of mouth watering
delights. Its no surprise to see the greatest hero
the world has ever known popped into existence, took
one whiff of the food, and was at his seat at the table
at a pace that nearly created a sonic boom.
"Fooooood. Oh yeah, hi honey, this is Uub *Uub
waves weakly* wow lets eat!"
Uub, noticing the new face, as well as the rest of
the Son family go to talk to the young man.
Nick looks around…seeing the most powerful beings in
probably any universe, tries to stay calm. He waves
uncertainly "Um, hi. My name is Nicholas, but people
just call me Nick. Nice to meet all of you"
"You can talk at the dinner table, the food is ready"
Chichi exclaims.
Nick had to hold on to his clothes to avoid them being
torn off in the violent wind that picked up when a group
of hungry saiyajins went to dinner. He takes an empty
seat at the large oak table, but is unsure on how to get
any food since all he sees is a blur of chopsticks and
arms going after the food. *Crap, I stick my arm in there
I'll be lucky if I'm able to pull it out without it being
a bloody stump!*
Chichi, seeing his reaction, gives him a plate of food,
while saying "I always leave some food off the table
so normal people can actually eat!"
"Thanks a lot Chichi-san" and starts to dig in at a quick
pace. The saiyajins stop and look at him funny. "What,
I got some food on my chin?" As Nick proceeds to wipe his
chin. The others are looking at him for a different
reason. Mostly was *How can someone who is not even
trained move so fast* *I didn't feel any power up but he
moved with speeds that rivaled me moving, albeit at a
leisurely pace, he has some potential.*
After the introductions and his sad excuse for a story,
Gohan and his family waved goodbye and left for their
home in Satan City, while Goku and Uub decided to stay
home for the night. Nick decided to walk outside in the
fresh air. He sits down by the stream, revels in the soft
green grass, and looks up at the stars shining in the sky.
*Wow, stars don't shine like this at home* he thought
blissfully. He started to drift off when a voice from
behind him exclaims "Great night isn't it!"
Goku looks intrigued as he sees the man jump 5 or 6 times
his length straight into the air and thought to himself
*He DOES have some potential*
Nick, however, was getting pissed. *What the hell!!
Why whenever I get a peaceful moment some jerk
yells from behind me nearly giving me a heart attack!*
He turns to see Goku, looking at him strangely, as in
thought.
He thinks to himself *Goku in thought.....I am screwed
something awful aren't I?*
Finally coming to a decision Goku asks him "How would like
me to train you?"
He froze..mind locking down....then promptly FELL down..
..the strongest fighter in the universe...wants to
train me...
He sat slack jawed for a while until he mustered up a
"W-w-w-why? Why me?".
"Well, I sense potential in you, I want to see how strong
you can get"
*Potential, SON GOKU thinks I have potential…..what the
hell, why not, I got six months to kill, and what could
be better than learning all that cool stuff from the anime!*
"I accept, thank you."
"Good, I'll get you a gi, you'll start tomorrow morning."
"Um, when tomorrow morning?"
Goku just grinned "You'll know when"
*I think I got myself nose deep in feces here*
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OK, this is just the set up, when he starts training you
guys who just love random violence will have a ball here,
so if you think I did a good job with the set up, then I
think you'll like what I have planned for the next few
chapters. I'm thinking of having Uub just beat the living
hell out of the main character for some training motivation,
but I also got a few other ideas. If you liked this so far,
hated it, got any comments let me know at NTL01979@aol.com.
Buh bye for now
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