A/N: Okay. I finally got around to typing up this idea. Well... the start of
it at least. This is pretty much a side story to my other one, Saiyan
Upbringing, but it isn't mandatory to have read that story first to
understand this one.
I will be using the Gohan from my story, but all you need to really know is that he pretty much acts like Vegeta and has strong mental powers. Trunks was born around the same time as Goten.
Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ or any other animes, books, or movies to which I send Gohan.
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Chapter 1
The green grass was waving slightly in the breeze. The temperature was fairly comfortable. The sun was shining brightly, illuminating the entire field. Trees stood firm with branches swaying ever so slightly. White clouds in the sky took on the shapes of various objects, depending on the observer, in the clear blue sky. Mountains standing tall in the sky, one getting cut in half.
Wait... a mountain getting cut in half? What's going on here?
A figure is seen floating near the mountain. He isn't too tall, still in the middle ages of puberty at around 15. His blonde hair was pointing skywards and turquoise eyes observing his work. He stood in a black sleeveless fighting gi over a dark green weighted undershirt. The gi had a symbol in dark green saying that he was trained by the demon king. His waistband, weighted wristbands, and weighted boots were all a dark green. His brown fuzzy tail was wrapped securely around his waist.
"That was a good workout," the teen said to himself. "I'm probably better at this than Mirai Trunks."
If you're confused about what this teen said, don't worry. The statement is cleared when one looked at the teenager's right hand. In it, he held a sword that he had made a few years ago. The hilt of the sword looked exactly like the head of the eternal dragon of Earth. It was the same green covering the whole hilt that made up the dragon's scales. The two foot long blade came out of an area made to look like the dragon's mouth, with white teeth clamped around it at the base. The cross-section was made to look like the long wavy whiskers the dragon had. It also gave the dragon red glowing eyes, to further intimidate people.
The sword was swung around rapidly, moving amazingly fast. Although Vegeta continued to state that a true saiyan warrior shouldn't have to use a weapon other than his hands in battle, the teen continued to train with the sword. It mainly was for training his focus and a bit of strength, since it weighed about twenty tons. It also provided a weapon incase he felt like hurting someone without using knowledge that didn't belong to most normal humans.
"Gohan! Lunch time!" a voice called.
"Coming mother!" Gohan replied.
Gohan sheathed the sword on his waist and took off in the direction of his home. He flew over a large sea of trees with green leaves, some turning slightly orange and yellow, showing the approachment of autumn. Gohan came upon a small house in a clearing ahead. He slowed himself down and came to a landing. He took off running into the house to try and get some food before his younger brother beat him to it.
Gohan sat down at the table and proceeded to stuff all the food he could see down his throat. He noticed his mother shaking her head at him. Even after over four years, she refused to accept that Gohan preferred to stay in his super saiyan form rather that keeping his hereditary black hair and black eyes, or that he had become a fighter.
When he finished eating, Gohan took his dishes to the sink for cleaning. He took advantage of his super saiyan speeds and rushed though washing, scrubbing, and cleaning all of his dishes.
"Gohan," his mother instructed, "I want you to take Goten down to Capsule Corps. with you today, since he insists on seeing Trunks to play and hasn't been there recently."
"Very well," Gohan complied.
Gohan was a genius, like anyone would be if they had Chichi for a tutor. He had a job at Capsule Corporations as vice president of the company. He often worked with Bulma on some of her more complicated ideas. Gohan was pretty sure, though, that he was smarter than Bulma.
Gohan glanced at his younger brother, who looked identical to his father in everyway. He had the black hair that sprouted out in all directions. Innocent black eyes gazed up at anyone who looked into them. He wore an orange fighting gi just like his father's with a dark blue t-shirt underneath. His wristbands and waistband were also dark blue. His tail had been removed at birth to avoid complications with the full moon.
"You fly us there, big brother?" Goten asked.
"Goten! You're supposed to ask 'are you going to fly us there.' Use proper grammar," Chichi scolded.
"Yup. I'm going to do the flying. That way we can spend more time over there doing what we want to," Gohan explained. Goten cheered in response.
Gohan picked up his younger brother and took off for Capsule Corporations. When the trees below prepared to give way to the streets of the city, Gohan landed and put Goten on his shoulders so that people wouldn't get freaked out, not that he really cared.
Gohan walked through town, listening to Goten babble about how cool the city was and some of the stores that he had been in before. He even pointed out people that he often saw in the city, not that he knew any of them.
It didn't take long for them to reach the yellow dome-shaped building of Capsule Corps. Gohan entered a code to open the gates and headed up to the front door. As he was about to open it, he was assaulted by a green blur and knocked backwards.
The blur stopped to take the form of Bulma and Vegeta's son, Trunks. Trunks had lavender hair in a bowl shape around his head. He had blue eyes, which held a mischievous glint in them. He wore a green fighting gi with an orange waistband. Like Goten, his tail was also removed.
"Hey Goten," Trunks chirped. "My mom got me this really cool toy yesterday and..." Trunks lead Goten to his room to play with whatever new toy he had received.
"Hello Gohan. It's good to see you," a woman's voice stated.
Gohan looked and smiled at Bulma. Her blue hair was pulled into a ponytail. Her work clothes, consisting of blue jeans and a white shirt, were dirtied from some failed ideas in the past that had exploded. With a quick greeting, Gohan continued on his way.
Gohan headed inside and down to the private labs at Capsule Corps. He walked into his private lab and got to work on one of his latest ideas. He glanced around to observe some of his previous inventions that he had created. His favorites were, without a doubt, the weapons that he had built. Being a saiyan, he naturally enjoyed destruction. He didn't make them strong enough to harm himself incase they got into the wrong hands. Goten's favorite invention was the hover boots since they allowed him to fly like his older brother, who he just about idolized.
After tinkering with some ideas for an hour or two, Gohan got onto the computer and wrote up some basic programs as far as he was concerned, meaning that it was considered very difficult for a normal human. Those out of the way, Gohan left the lab to head down to the gravity room for his usual afternoon spar with Vegeta.
As soon as he walked into the gravity room, a blast of energy was thrown at him, which he knocked away. He looked at Vegeta to see him in his usual blue spandex suit and white armor. The white gloves and white boots with gold tips were also being worn as usual. Vegeta's hair looked like a flame shooting upwards, except black, the same color as his eyes. He charged at Vegeta and punched him in the chest. Vegeta quickly flared his power, transforming into super saiyan.
Gohan tapped into his mental powers and used them to freeze Vegeta in place. Vegeta just glared at Gohan and muttered under his breath several curses about Gohan's telepathic abilities. Gohan leisurely floated over to Vegeta before pummeling him with punches and kicks all over. Ki blasts were occasionally thrown in for effect and more serious damage.
It didn't take long until Vegeta was too beaten and bloody to continue the spar, not that he really got to do anything. Gohan released him and Vegeta fell forward and down to the ground. Gohan pulled out a senzu bean from the bag with and endless supply of them and stuffed one in Vegeta's mouth to swallow.
"Damn brat. You really should stop doing that. It proves that you're just afraid to face me without restraints, don't worry though, I would be too," Vegeta proclaimed.
"Oh shut up, Vegeta. We all know that I'm stronger than you. And why do you care so much? You get stronger after every beating I give you because of your saiyan blood, so I don't see much room for complaints." Vegeta just grumbled some more.
He would never admit it aloud, but he was actually proud of Gohan. Gohan acted like a true saiyan should, which was amazing to him considering that he was Kakarott's son. Unfortunately for him, Gohan could read minds and knew all this, but respected Vegeta enough to not rub it in his face.
Gohan, feeling particularly lazy today, sent out his mind to find someone who knew what time it was. He realized that he had about twelve minutes left before he was supposed to get back home for dinner. Having nothing better to do, he set out for Trunks's room to play with the chibis.
Before he could get there, he got a strange feeling in his stomach. It wasn't one of those hunger feelings; it was the feeling that something wrong was about to happen. His suspicions were further confirmed as a light blue aura surrounded him. This disturbed him, though he hid it well, as he was unused to this color aura and had no idea what it did. He felt a pull on his mind trying to pull him somewhere. Gohan tried to resist the pull, screaming to power up into the higher forms of super saiyan, hoping for more resistance.
Goten and Trunks, drawn by curiosity, walked into the hallway to see what was wrong with Gohan. Both chibis blinked a couple times to try and figure out what was happening. The light blue aura was now completely surrounding his body. The aura started swirling towards the center of Gohan's body, twisting Gohan's body with it. It got smaller and smaller until it, along with Gohan, vanished into the unknown.
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There's the first chapter, more like the prologue. Where will Gohan end up? Who knows? (I do)
Right now, this story is in the trial stages. I'm going to try balancing between updating this story and Saiyan Upbringing. If it becomes too much of a hassle, then I will put this story on hold temporarily.
I don't have too many ideas right now of where to send Gohan so I'm looking to you reviewers to give me ideas. Be as specific as you can with where to send Gohan and if possible, try to avoid major fights or events that would be severely altered. If you wish to send Gohan to an anime, book, or movie that isn't on my bio page, then you'll have to give a description of what happens there and describe the main characters and stuff.
I will be using the Gohan from my story, but all you need to really know is that he pretty much acts like Vegeta and has strong mental powers. Trunks was born around the same time as Goten.
Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ or any other animes, books, or movies to which I send Gohan.
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Chapter 1
The green grass was waving slightly in the breeze. The temperature was fairly comfortable. The sun was shining brightly, illuminating the entire field. Trees stood firm with branches swaying ever so slightly. White clouds in the sky took on the shapes of various objects, depending on the observer, in the clear blue sky. Mountains standing tall in the sky, one getting cut in half.
Wait... a mountain getting cut in half? What's going on here?
A figure is seen floating near the mountain. He isn't too tall, still in the middle ages of puberty at around 15. His blonde hair was pointing skywards and turquoise eyes observing his work. He stood in a black sleeveless fighting gi over a dark green weighted undershirt. The gi had a symbol in dark green saying that he was trained by the demon king. His waistband, weighted wristbands, and weighted boots were all a dark green. His brown fuzzy tail was wrapped securely around his waist.
"That was a good workout," the teen said to himself. "I'm probably better at this than Mirai Trunks."
If you're confused about what this teen said, don't worry. The statement is cleared when one looked at the teenager's right hand. In it, he held a sword that he had made a few years ago. The hilt of the sword looked exactly like the head of the eternal dragon of Earth. It was the same green covering the whole hilt that made up the dragon's scales. The two foot long blade came out of an area made to look like the dragon's mouth, with white teeth clamped around it at the base. The cross-section was made to look like the long wavy whiskers the dragon had. It also gave the dragon red glowing eyes, to further intimidate people.
The sword was swung around rapidly, moving amazingly fast. Although Vegeta continued to state that a true saiyan warrior shouldn't have to use a weapon other than his hands in battle, the teen continued to train with the sword. It mainly was for training his focus and a bit of strength, since it weighed about twenty tons. It also provided a weapon incase he felt like hurting someone without using knowledge that didn't belong to most normal humans.
"Gohan! Lunch time!" a voice called.
"Coming mother!" Gohan replied.
Gohan sheathed the sword on his waist and took off in the direction of his home. He flew over a large sea of trees with green leaves, some turning slightly orange and yellow, showing the approachment of autumn. Gohan came upon a small house in a clearing ahead. He slowed himself down and came to a landing. He took off running into the house to try and get some food before his younger brother beat him to it.
Gohan sat down at the table and proceeded to stuff all the food he could see down his throat. He noticed his mother shaking her head at him. Even after over four years, she refused to accept that Gohan preferred to stay in his super saiyan form rather that keeping his hereditary black hair and black eyes, or that he had become a fighter.
When he finished eating, Gohan took his dishes to the sink for cleaning. He took advantage of his super saiyan speeds and rushed though washing, scrubbing, and cleaning all of his dishes.
"Gohan," his mother instructed, "I want you to take Goten down to Capsule Corps. with you today, since he insists on seeing Trunks to play and hasn't been there recently."
"Very well," Gohan complied.
Gohan was a genius, like anyone would be if they had Chichi for a tutor. He had a job at Capsule Corporations as vice president of the company. He often worked with Bulma on some of her more complicated ideas. Gohan was pretty sure, though, that he was smarter than Bulma.
Gohan glanced at his younger brother, who looked identical to his father in everyway. He had the black hair that sprouted out in all directions. Innocent black eyes gazed up at anyone who looked into them. He wore an orange fighting gi just like his father's with a dark blue t-shirt underneath. His wristbands and waistband were also dark blue. His tail had been removed at birth to avoid complications with the full moon.
"You fly us there, big brother?" Goten asked.
"Goten! You're supposed to ask 'are you going to fly us there.' Use proper grammar," Chichi scolded.
"Yup. I'm going to do the flying. That way we can spend more time over there doing what we want to," Gohan explained. Goten cheered in response.
Gohan picked up his younger brother and took off for Capsule Corporations. When the trees below prepared to give way to the streets of the city, Gohan landed and put Goten on his shoulders so that people wouldn't get freaked out, not that he really cared.
Gohan walked through town, listening to Goten babble about how cool the city was and some of the stores that he had been in before. He even pointed out people that he often saw in the city, not that he knew any of them.
It didn't take long for them to reach the yellow dome-shaped building of Capsule Corps. Gohan entered a code to open the gates and headed up to the front door. As he was about to open it, he was assaulted by a green blur and knocked backwards.
The blur stopped to take the form of Bulma and Vegeta's son, Trunks. Trunks had lavender hair in a bowl shape around his head. He had blue eyes, which held a mischievous glint in them. He wore a green fighting gi with an orange waistband. Like Goten, his tail was also removed.
"Hey Goten," Trunks chirped. "My mom got me this really cool toy yesterday and..." Trunks lead Goten to his room to play with whatever new toy he had received.
"Hello Gohan. It's good to see you," a woman's voice stated.
Gohan looked and smiled at Bulma. Her blue hair was pulled into a ponytail. Her work clothes, consisting of blue jeans and a white shirt, were dirtied from some failed ideas in the past that had exploded. With a quick greeting, Gohan continued on his way.
Gohan headed inside and down to the private labs at Capsule Corps. He walked into his private lab and got to work on one of his latest ideas. He glanced around to observe some of his previous inventions that he had created. His favorites were, without a doubt, the weapons that he had built. Being a saiyan, he naturally enjoyed destruction. He didn't make them strong enough to harm himself incase they got into the wrong hands. Goten's favorite invention was the hover boots since they allowed him to fly like his older brother, who he just about idolized.
After tinkering with some ideas for an hour or two, Gohan got onto the computer and wrote up some basic programs as far as he was concerned, meaning that it was considered very difficult for a normal human. Those out of the way, Gohan left the lab to head down to the gravity room for his usual afternoon spar with Vegeta.
As soon as he walked into the gravity room, a blast of energy was thrown at him, which he knocked away. He looked at Vegeta to see him in his usual blue spandex suit and white armor. The white gloves and white boots with gold tips were also being worn as usual. Vegeta's hair looked like a flame shooting upwards, except black, the same color as his eyes. He charged at Vegeta and punched him in the chest. Vegeta quickly flared his power, transforming into super saiyan.
Gohan tapped into his mental powers and used them to freeze Vegeta in place. Vegeta just glared at Gohan and muttered under his breath several curses about Gohan's telepathic abilities. Gohan leisurely floated over to Vegeta before pummeling him with punches and kicks all over. Ki blasts were occasionally thrown in for effect and more serious damage.
It didn't take long until Vegeta was too beaten and bloody to continue the spar, not that he really got to do anything. Gohan released him and Vegeta fell forward and down to the ground. Gohan pulled out a senzu bean from the bag with and endless supply of them and stuffed one in Vegeta's mouth to swallow.
"Damn brat. You really should stop doing that. It proves that you're just afraid to face me without restraints, don't worry though, I would be too," Vegeta proclaimed.
"Oh shut up, Vegeta. We all know that I'm stronger than you. And why do you care so much? You get stronger after every beating I give you because of your saiyan blood, so I don't see much room for complaints." Vegeta just grumbled some more.
He would never admit it aloud, but he was actually proud of Gohan. Gohan acted like a true saiyan should, which was amazing to him considering that he was Kakarott's son. Unfortunately for him, Gohan could read minds and knew all this, but respected Vegeta enough to not rub it in his face.
Gohan, feeling particularly lazy today, sent out his mind to find someone who knew what time it was. He realized that he had about twelve minutes left before he was supposed to get back home for dinner. Having nothing better to do, he set out for Trunks's room to play with the chibis.
Before he could get there, he got a strange feeling in his stomach. It wasn't one of those hunger feelings; it was the feeling that something wrong was about to happen. His suspicions were further confirmed as a light blue aura surrounded him. This disturbed him, though he hid it well, as he was unused to this color aura and had no idea what it did. He felt a pull on his mind trying to pull him somewhere. Gohan tried to resist the pull, screaming to power up into the higher forms of super saiyan, hoping for more resistance.
Goten and Trunks, drawn by curiosity, walked into the hallway to see what was wrong with Gohan. Both chibis blinked a couple times to try and figure out what was happening. The light blue aura was now completely surrounding his body. The aura started swirling towards the center of Gohan's body, twisting Gohan's body with it. It got smaller and smaller until it, along with Gohan, vanished into the unknown.
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There's the first chapter, more like the prologue. Where will Gohan end up? Who knows? (I do)
Right now, this story is in the trial stages. I'm going to try balancing between updating this story and Saiyan Upbringing. If it becomes too much of a hassle, then I will put this story on hold temporarily.
I don't have too many ideas right now of where to send Gohan so I'm looking to you reviewers to give me ideas. Be as specific as you can with where to send Gohan and if possible, try to avoid major fights or events that would be severely altered. If you wish to send Gohan to an anime, book, or movie that isn't on my bio page, then you'll have to give a description of what happens there and describe the main characters and stuff.