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GOHAN'S POV

"DADDY! HELP ME!" I pounded my fists aginst the pink-tinted glass that held me captive, my voice was beginning to tire out from screaming. I gave up and sat back down in the chair that was there, looking at the man that stood outside. he turned around to see me staring, and placed his hand on the side of the pod. I barely had time to think about what he was doing before he started to spin the pod, sending me tumbling around helplessly.

I guess I had bumped into the wrong thing, cause when I bumped into the celing one time, a whole bunch of sounds and lights went off, and the pod rose rapidly, the man who had captured me tried to shoot me out of the sky, but I was too far gone for him to get a hit. I zoomed off into space, screaming for my life.


ELSEWHERE

"Kai, whats wrong?" Kibito asked, looking at the sweating Supreme Kai,

"That boy, he was supposed to play a crucial part in Earth's fate." The Kai said, fear in his voice, "The timeline will be changed drastically, he's far to weak at this point to survive."

Kibito nodded. "I see. I shall make the boy a full-blood Saiyan, so he will not be destroyed so easily, though it may have some psychological effects..."

"I dont care what you do, just make sure he survives!" Kai yelled

"Yes sir." Kibito chanted a magic spell, that lulled Gohan into a great sleep, so that the transformation could occur.


GOHAN'S POV - 7 MONTHS LATER

I woke to a severe pain as my ship crash landed on some strange planet. I cleared my way out of the wreckage, and assesed the damage of myself. The first this I noticed was that my clothes didn't quite fit me anymore. Then that the crash, though brutal, didn't affect me much. my hair felt like it had gotten spiker and I was farther from the ground than I usually was.

"How, How long was I out?" Gohan said, shocked that his voice appeared to be no longer the high pitched one that he has used before. He shook his head started walking, unsure of the path ahead of him...