Blood and Power
Chapter 1: Mediocrity and Prosperity
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Disclaimer: I do not own Dragonball Z or any of the characters. I only made Dajin and Mazushii up. If they are your characters, sorry, I don't know everything. This doesn't have any sexual content. I don't copyright anything, but you can use whatever of mine, I couldn't care less, but send me the fic that you use my characters in. My e-mail is JZDBZ@aol.com.
Japanese Dictionary:
Hai=Yes
Oyasuminasai=Good Night
Tomogaki=Friend
Eraidasune=Great
Dajin=Rich Man
Mazushii=Poor
Sensai=Master
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His name was Dajin. He was about sixteen years old. He was small in size, five foot four inches tall, but he had a good build for his size. He had deep red hair. He was a very intelligent person and had tons of money that he threw around.
He was haunted by his usual nightmares this night as well as most other nights. He couldn't move and his head was heavy. The hole in his chest was spreading the paralysis and coating his chest thickly in blood. Buu stood about one hundred feet away, about fifty feet in the air. He had one hand in the air firing multiple yellow blasts that seemed to track everyone on the planet. He was forced to watch as his family, friends, and everyone else was destroyed by the blasts.
BBBRRRRIIIIINNNNGGG!!
His alarm clock made him awake from the dream. He got up slowly for the dreary day that he knew was ahead of him. He got ready as soon as he could and went to the dining room. It was a large room with a table that seemed to never stop. It only had about four chairs on each side of the table and a flower setup in the middle of the table. He yawned and sat down for his usual breakfast and gulped it down slowly.
DING-DONG!
His doorbell rang. "Someone get that," Dajin screamed loudly. There was rustling in the kitchen but the doorbell was not attended to. 'OK, I guess I'll get it' he thought to himself as he got out of his seat and to the door.
He opened the door and wasn't surprised in what he saw. "Please give me some food, I beg of you, anything could help." He noticed the youth from the millions of other times this had happened.
His name was Mazushii. He was the also sixteen, but he was much taller and much more intimidating than Dajin. His black hair was spiked up naturally and looked very dirty. He was about six feet tall and his build seemed amazing for such an undernourished boy. He had no home to go to since his mom and dad were killed in an alley by the androids, before they started their big assault.
He was the "town beggar" as most people called him. Dajin's butlers usually attended to the matter and gave him scraps to get him away from the house. This time, Dajin didn't take pity and rushed him away from the door.
Mazushii was no fool at this matter and did know how to do his "job." He had the perfect face for it. He put dirt on his face and had very soft skin that looked like it was shining under the dirt. His eyes were big and he learned how to make them droop when he frowned. When a woman opened the door, he always got a good meal.
Dajin was doing his usual business and was almost falling asleep in the conference room. People were saying, "Sales have skyrocketed," or "We had huge orders for this weekend!" He sold different metals and had a big iron mine on his large property.
When the conference was over, he went outside of his mansion and got some air. He was staring at his new car and smiled as the black paint glimmered and hit his eyes. He went to the car and felt over the sleek exterior.
He was admiring his company's handy work when hand was brought over his mouth and a knife to his throat, "Give me all the money you have in your pockets and do not say a word or you will die."
The knife cut through a couple layers of skin and blood trickled down Dajin's throat. The hand over his mouth went away, but Dajin still said nothing and made no sound. He heard footsteps on the cement, "I have no money with me," Dajin said sheepishly.
"That is a lie," the robber said sounding surprised, "You must! Now empty your pockets," he said and let the knife away from his throat.
Dajin did as he was told and he was telling the truth. "You shall die anyway! Never defy the Elite," he yelled as he took a grip on Dajin's throat.
CRACK!
Dajin heard the sound of bone to bone and the knife fell and clanged on the floor. He heard thumps as the robber dropped to the floor. Dajin looked behind him to see the town beggar Mazushii smiling and the robber at his feet, "Thank you," Dajin said as he wiped the blood from his throat.
Mazushii's smile faded and his eyes dropped as he started to walk slowly away from the estate. "Wait! I must give you something," Dajin yelled at him loudly. Mazushii's eyes lit up and he ran back toward Dajin.
"Follow me," Dajin said and walked to his door, "Come in." Mazushii followed cautiously and tried to keep things clean and not upset Dajin. He followed him into the kitchen where Dajin told the chefs to prepare a great feast in Mazushii's honor.
Dajin walked into a small room filled with clothes of all sizes and colors. "Here, take this, this, this, and this," Dajin said as he piled clothes and a towel in Mazushii's hands, "Take a shower, you smell."
"Yes, sir," Mazushii said obediently as he walked toward the large bathing room.
Dajin waited for Mazushii to be done as he rested and took a shower of his own. Mazushii came out of the shower twenty minutes later with a smile on his face and nice new clothes that seemed to fit perfectly on his body.
Dajin came later with a nice suit and his red hair in perfect order. He went to the dining room to find Mazushii helping in the kitchen working like a master chef. Dajin inspected and the smell came to his nose. It smelled like rotten fish, "What is that nauseating smell," thought aloud as he walked in the kitchen and Mazushii had a tray of sushi in his hands.
"I hope you like this, it used to be mother's favorite," he lowered his head when he said 'mother.' Dajin took one and popped it in his mouth. He smiled and patted Mazushii on the back.
"Good job, Mazushii, you may be a good asset to me," Dajin said happily. Dajin went to his little black book and handed it to his personal maid, "Call everyone that I am friends with or need something from," he said with a smile on his face, "We are to have a party in honor of my life and Mazushii's courage!"
The party was assembled and everyone that was anyone in the metal business was there. Mazushii asked only the people who were nice to him to join him in the feast. There were only three guests from his list.
He was confused when people started to talk with him about their business. He had no idea what they were saying! Dajin covered for him, "Well, nice to see you all again! This is my friend Mazushii. He saved my life today. Please excuse his manners."
Dajin walked Mazushii towards the main room and made sure nobody was listening, "OK, I need to ask you something. It is very important to me. I want you to teach me to fight."
Mazushii had to hold back his laughter, "WHAT? You want to learn to fight?"
Dajin frowned, "I want to be able to walk outside. You saw what happened today, right? I was attacked in my own driveway!"
Mazushii thought about what to say, "I'll help you, but for a price."
Dajin's smile erupted from his face, "I have everything anyone could want, ask away!"
Mazushii took a deep breath, "First I want to live here in your estate."
"That would be fine-" Dajin started
"Wait, I'm not done. I want to be treated like a partner in your business."
"Are you crazy! This took me years to get this big, I can't throw it all away-"
"OK, then I guess we are done here-"
"No! Wait! OK, I'll take the offer," Dajin said with his head drooping to the floor. Dajin sent one of his servants/butlers to get a contract. They wrote it according to their terms and they both signed it.
Dajin sat up all night with Mazushii teaching him the main points to the business. They got little sleep and then were up again. Dajin taught him to sell and buy stocks and all the other things he could think of that would be the easiest for Mazushii.
After another day, Mazushii learned most of what he could do and Dajin was getting restless to learn to fight. Mazushii was in the middle of business when Dajin walked in, "Yes, Dajin? What do you want? I'm kind of in the middle of something?"
"I want you to hold up your deal of the bargain," Dajin said softly not to disturb the person on the phone.
"I'll be out in a few minutes, go get ready," Mazushii said ecstatically.
Dajin left and got into clothes that would be easily expendable. Mazushii came out about ten minutes later in a dark gray suit with a small symbol shaped like a dragon coming out of a triangular pyramid on the right of the gi. It had a larger Chinese symbol Dajin couldn't make out on the back.
"When will I get one of those," Dajin wondered.
"You will get one when you finish under my training," Mazushii answered as he threw a dull black gi at him, "For now, put this one on. You will find it to be helpful in the training."
Dajin caught the thing and barely help it up because of its weight, "How much does this thing weigh? It feels like thirty kilos," Dajin grunted.
"Actually, it's about thirty-five," Mazushii smirked as he said it, "Now, let's begin. Get into stance and try to power up."
Dajin got into the praying mantis stance and closed his eyes, "Waaaahhhh, heeeahhh."
Mazushii broke out laughing and Dajin let go of his concentration and stance, "Hey! What's wrong with you, we are supposed to be training," Dajin screamed.
Mazushii stopped his laughter and got into his stance. His back was slanted backwards. His left hand at waist level, thumb pointing inward and the other fingers outward. His right hand was balled into a fist above his head.
Dajin tried to make a stance, and somehow made his own. His right hand was below his neck, curved downward and his left curved upward, making a circle type pattern. He planted his feet pointing outward and seemed to have a good base so he wouldn't easily be knocked down.
"Now, power up," Mazushii commanded.
"OK…" Dajin answered and started a low scream. His power rose slightly showing his maximum strength.
"Not much to work with, but better than a normal human," Mazushii evaluated, "Just to let you know, your power is about 249. Mine is much higher, at my max I reach about 2,490."
Dajin's scream got louder as his power rose above 300, "I'm…not….quite…done," he said in short bursts of words.
Mazushii stared at him, counting the numbers in his head as Dajin's power rose slightly above 500, "Wow, I never knew a regular human could reach such strengths. Have you ever trained under a sensei," Mazushii asked commonly.
"Well, I did take martial arts classes when I was young," he said as his power passed 550. He suddenly came to a stop at 587, "So, am I much to work with now?"
"Well, considering you are this strong, you should be able to fly," Mazushii replied.
"Really! Wow! I didn't know you could fly! Show me! Show me," Dajin screamed like a little boy playing a new exciting game.
A white aura glowed around Mazushii as he powered up to half of his maximum, "OK, now focus your energy and imagine yourself becoming lighter."
Dajin nodded and closed his eyes. He floated about a foot in the air and let his concentration go, "This is- UMPH," his feet hitting the floor interrupted him. "I did it! I flew," he screamed to Mazushii.
Mazushii laughed and nodded, "Yes. But now you have to learn how to fly, not only float."
Time passed as Dajin went from floating one foot to two, then three, then five, then eight, then eleven, then sixteen, then twenty. "This is awesome! Man, I didn't think anyone could do this," screamed Dajin from the air.
He kept rising, to thirty, to forty, to fifty, to sixty-five, to eighty, to ninety, and finally to one hundred, "I think you've gotten the hang of flying," Mazushii said satisfied.
"I want to learn something else! Come on, Mazushii," a sweat covered, panting Dajin yelled.
"I think you need a break. You look tired," Mazushii said with a demanding tone in his voice.
Dajin jumped in the air and flew around one more time before he collapsed in front of the door. He was severely dehydrated, but nothing too serious. Mazushii transferred some energy to Dajin and let him rest.
When Dajin awoke, he heard Mazushii training in the football-sized backyard of his mansion. He looked out the window at the quick and forceful training Mazushii forced upon himself. He quickly got dressed in his gi and ran downstairs and out the door of the backyard.
Mazushii didn't notice him until Mazushii's fist rammed into the ground before Dajin. Dajin eyes looked on not worried as he stood above Mazushii, "Hai, mind if I join you?"
Mazushii's eyes locked on Dajin as he lifted his fist out of the ground making small rocks and dirt clumps fall off of his hand, "Do you think you could keep up?"
Dajin's face turned serious, "Yes, I think I can," he said as he got into stance. Mazushii backed up and took a sip of his water and got into his usual stance.
Mazushii powered up to only half power to still be significantly over Dajin's power. Dajin powered up and charged at Mazushii. Mazushii dodged and lifted his knee into Dajin's chest. Dajin was out of breath, but he still jumped up and got an elbow into the back of Mazushii's knee.
Mazushii went to one knee and Dajin back-flip kicked Mazushii in the chin. Mazushii jumped back and wiped the blood from the side of his chin, "Well, I guess you are pretty good," Mazushii said with a smirk, "This time I won't go easy on you."
Mazushii charged and kicked to the side just when Dajin appeared there. Dajin slid a couple yards away and jumped back to his feet. He flew into the air and went down as fast as he could at Mazushii. Mazushii jumped up and kicked Dajin face-first into the ground; he also used him as a springboard to flip back to his feet.
Dajin pulled himself up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and halfway smiled at Mazushii, "Nice shot," he said as he went from his knees to his feet. He shook off the pain and the dirt and lunged at Mazushii. Mazushii laughed and tried to dodge, but Dajin anticipated the move and double axe-handled his opponent.
Mazushii went down, but got right up. Mazushii rammed his fist into Dajin's stomach and kicked the back of his neck to make him go down and hopefully stay down. Mazushii breathed heavily and looked at his trainee, "OK. I think you've had enough. We start again tomorrow, but we will spar and not go too fast or strong for each other," he said as he rolled Dajin over.
"OK, that would be fine," Dajin mumbled and pulled himself up. He went and got cleaned up and fell asleep.
Mazushii woke to noises of severe training on Dajin's part. He flew out the window and hovered above Dajin to observe his techniques, "Hello, Mazushii," Dajin said as he let his last punch go and grabbed a towel to wipe his sweat.
"Well, I see you've been training for quite some time," he said looking at the now rising sun, "About how long has it been?"
Dajin looked up, "Well, I think it's been about four hours" Dajin smirked and went inside, "Let us go and get something to eat. Afterwards, we can spar."
They came out onto the grass of the backyard and stretched their muscles to their full extent. Dajin was busy doing push-ups on only his hands and Faitaa was in the air doing vertical sit-ups.
When they were stretched out enough, Mazushii spoke, "I remember someone teaching me a good way to make your power go up!"
"Well, then speak up," Dajin practically screamed
"OK, he told me to power up as high as I could and power down and go up and down. It will start to raise you're your power level after a couple times. It's not a huge rise, but it makes it go up about ten each time after it starts to rise," Mazushii explained.
"OK, so let's start," Dajin yelled and started to power up. Dajin hummed lowly while his power increased rapidly. It hit 500 and started to rise faster as he gripped the ground and forced his reddish aura outward, forcing his ear-level hair to go upward. He reached 1,000 and started to almost scream. He let out the loudest scream he could and held it as his power reached 1,682 and stopped. He powered down.
Mazushii just sat there and concentrated. His power slowly rose up to 1,000 and past 1,500. He started to clench his fists as his power went over 2,000. He started a low sound and his power rose above 2,500. He screamed as loud as he could and pushed out all of his power going to 2,947. He lowered the level and relaxed.
They repeated this process many times and they ended up as Dajin: 1,931, and Mazushii: 3,068.
Dajin was totally exhausted from rise and fall of his power. Mazushii was a little more used to it, so he didn't feel as bad. Dajin rested and Mazushii stepped outside and trained for another hour or so.
Mazushii woke up early and called to Dajin. Dajin sluggishly got up and went to stand before Mazushii. "Dajin! Let's go," Mazushii exclaimed.
"Wait a second, where are we going," Dajin said sleepily.
"We are going to train somewhere else. It has a thin air and the gravity pulls harder."
"How long will we be there?"
"I'm planning about a week."
"I've got to go pack. I'll be here in-"
"No packing. We go out in the wilderness and we are animals. We hunt like animals, we fight like animals."
"WHAT?!!?!? How do you expect me to live like an animal!"
"I don't know, I guess I could teach you."
"OK. But I'm trusting you to know what you are doing," Dajin said lightly as they both flew off.
They were in the mountains shortly. Dajin was slouching under the new gravity and taking deep breaths and Mazushii was treating it like normal atmosphere. Mazushii smelled the air, "This is great. No cities, no smog, no exhaust."
"No technology, no fun, no warmth, no air," Dajin muttered under his breath, "So, go get some food, I didn't get breakfast."
"Here," Mazushii said throwing Dajin a fishing pole and a worm, "That will get you off to a good start, then you can find some worms or some other bait."
Dajin looked at him with wide eyes, but left anyways. He found a lake after only five minutes of searching and he flew down to it. He put the worm on the fishing hook, looking a little squeamish while doing it. He put the pole in the water and set it between some stones so it wouldn't pop out of place.
He saw it wiggle a little and then a little harder. He saw it shaking violently and grabbed it. He yanked it out of its place and pulled using the boulders as leverage. He pulled harder and powered up as he pulled. He yanked hard and the fish came out of the water and landed atop the boulders, "This is the biggest fish I've ever caught! It's the only fish I've ever caught. I would say it weighs about twenty pounds," he said lifting it and flinging it over his shoulder. He caught a couple more fish and he walked back to where he last saw Mazushii setting up camp.
Mazushii set up a small camp. He picked a spot under large trees, it didn't get as much light, but it would keep out rain better. The ground was dry and cold, so Mazushii gathered up a lot of pine needles and made two large piles that he put under the shade of a large cliff.
"This should do it," Mazushii said as he sat down on a stump. He was a little hungry also, so he flew into the air. He looked around for something big enough for both of them to eat, just in case Dajin's attempt failed.
He saw something running. He followed it a while, but couldn't make out what it was. It was large and green, so Mazushii thought it was a large snake. He flew as fast as he could and got a couple hundred yards in front of the thing.
He started to run at it. He pulled his arm back and swung, it seemed to have gone through the beast. He turned around and it was pretty far away now. He ran faster than the beast, so he zoomed past it and swung his foot at it, but missed yet again.
He went ahead of it again and stood in front of it and it all went in slow motion, but even that was fast. He swung both of his feet and arms around. His roundhouse knocked the animal down with full force.
He walked towards the animal and smiled at his prey. He went to grab it, but felt a large pain in his stomach, his nose, and his back. He fell down and started to breath heavily as he went to stare at what hit him.
He stood tall; he was green and had two large, oval, pinkish spots on each arm. He wore a turban, cape, and a purple outfit underneath of all of that. "I advise you to stay down," the thing said.
"Why should I? Are you going to-," he stopped when he felt his power.
The green beast laughed and turned, "Wait! Who are you? What are you," Mazushii asked him.
"I ask the questions here," screamed the beast, "First, why did you attack me!"
"Well, I..I….I thought you were a snake or something I could eat," he said sheepishly, really scared, "I'm on a trip with my friend and business partner."
"What kind of business do you have? With that outfit, I'm guessing gi sewer," he laughed at his own joke and slowly recovered and got a scowl back on his face.
"Actually, it's metal refinery," he said as-a-matter-of-factly.
"What's with the karate gi?"
"It's mine."
"Why do you have it, did your mommy make it for you?"
"I don't have a mom. I got it after I trained under Mutenroshi."
"WHAT!!! You trained under Mutenroshi," he said sounding astounded.
"Well, yeah. I met him a long time ago, when I snuck aboard a ship and it crashed near his island. I swam to the island and he trained me for a couple of days."
"What is your name!"
"Mazushii. What's yours," he started, but the green man flew off before he could say any more. Mazushii went back to camp and hoped Dajin found some fish or something that could satisfy his hunger.
Dajin came back about an hour later and had many fish on the pole, Mazushii counted six. They were fairly large fish, and each one was bigger than the one before. Dajin stepped towards Mazushii and put the fish on a table that was made out of small sticks tied together with vines and weeds, "I think this should last a few days," he said cockily.
Mazushii just smirked and went to start a fire. It didn't take long until they were both eating. Mazushii told him of the green man that attacked him on his hunt, but Dajin didn't think too much of it, "Well, at least you are alive to speak of it."
"Baka. Do you not see that he is stronger than both of us combined? If he comes back to attack, we are done for!"
"You also do not see he let you go and it isn't like he's going to need friends to kill us. Why do you think he left?"
"I don't know, I guess we'll have to wait."
"I guess so. We need some sleep. We'll be working hard tomorrow. Oyasumi nasai, tomogaki."
"Yeah. Good night."
Dajin and Mazushii trained hard the next couple days. They were tired by the third day. Dajin flew straight past Mazushii's raised arm. Mazushii shot a kick that missed by an inch. Dajin backed off and powered up. He charged hard and slide under Mazushii and kicked upwards. Mazushii flipped up and flew down hard on Dajin's waiting feet. Dajin used his legs as springs and shot Mazushii off of him.
Mazushii flew to the right and anticipated Dajin's punch. Mazushii knocked him down with a forceful kick in the chest. Dajin fell back and was buried in the ground. Dajin got up slowly and charged Mazushii with fist reared back. He swung and Mazushii dodged. Mazushii raised a knee, but Dajin used it to boost himself up and throw Mazushii to the ground. Mazushii put on the air brakes and flew into the trees.
Mazushii came out behind Dajin and double-axe handled him toward the ground. He followed up by flying under him and upper-cutting him in the jaw. Dajin caught himself before he hit the ground, landed, and spit blood out of his mouth . He got into stance and Mazushii followed his lead. Mazushii swung his fist at Dajin and only landed it on his right arm. Dajin swung his leg and hit Mazushii's waiting knee. Mazushii backed up and felt a high power. He stopped and Dajin elbowed him in the back.
A yellow ball came spiraling down towards them, "Get out of the way," Mazushii screamed and they only got back a few feet until it exploded and sent Mazushii spinning into a nearby tree and Dajin was forced deeply into the ground like a meteor.
Water was poured over both of their heads and they woke up. Mazushii noticed where they were almost right away, "Mutenroshi!" Dajin only looked around the island and all of the people that stared back at them.
"Who are all of you," Dajin wondered. He looked at the green man that Mazushii described to him and it all came to him, "What are we doing here?"
Mutenroshi spoke up, "You are on my island. Piccolo had to take you by force because he wanted to make sure I had known Mazushii."
"Is this green man Piccolo?"
"Hai. This is Vegeta," he said pointing to a short man with hair sticking up and a tail., "This is Goku," he said pointing to a taller guy with black hair, he was built well, "This is Tien with three-eyes, Yaumcha with the scars, Krillen is the bald one, Chao-zu is the small white one, Goten and Trunks are the kids, Trunks with the lavender hair, Gohan is the teenager, Mr. Satan is the old guy, Uub is the small one, Oolong is the pig, Puar is the cat, and the turtle is turtle," he said and took a couple deep breaths.
"I am Dajin, and this is, as you know, Mazushii. Konichiha, everyone," Dajin said lightly.
"Konichiha," almost everyone said in unison.
"Why do you want us here," Mazushii asked.
Piccolo answered, "We want to add to our group and you two seem like a good addition. I can sense your powers are low, but I know potential when I see it. With the right training, you could be two of the greatest warriors earth has ever seen."
"Well, that sounds corny, but we will train under anyone you choose," Dajin said sounding confident.
"Hai. Then you start with me," Mutenroshi said as he walked to his small hut, "We start tomorrow, you'll probably need some rest, I don't plan on going easy on you two."
Mazushii woke when he heard someone shout 'Kamehameha.' He jumped and looked out right in time to see a huge blast of energy shooting out into the ocean. Mutenroshi was standing, his hands were smoking a little and out in front of him. His feet were inches deep in sand. Dajin stared at the old man with amazement.
Mazushii got his regular gi on and left outside to join them. Everyone was gone from the island except for Mutenroshi and the two new warriors. Mazushii pulled Dajin aside, "Was that Mutenroshi!? Who did that?"
"Hai! He was great wasn't he?"
Mazushii took a few steps toward Mutenroshi and talked, "How come you never showed me that? I trained under you for a little while!"
"I was going to show you, but you were gone when I went to look for you," Mutenroshi replied.
"How do we do something like that? I want to do it. Wow! This is eraidasune! When can I learn," Dajin said like a little kid waiting to go in a candy store all for him.
"You can learn whenever you want. But, the Kamehameha will take longer than most other moves to perfect. Only Goku could do it quickly, in one day actually. It will take at least a week to learn. If you learn to manipulate your energy, it will take less time, that's what I will be teaching you," Mutenroshi said.
"Hai, Sensai," Mazushii said respectfully and hinted to Dajin.
"Hai, Sensai Roshi," Dajin copied.
Dajin and Mazushii trained by themselves for days. The hard training they were going to undergo under Mutenroshi called for a higher power than they had. The day finally came when Mutenroshi would start their training.
"Come. We can start our training in a few minutes," Roshi said.
"Hai," they both said and followed him.
They went to the front of the house and Mutenroshi stopped. He powered up and his pointer and middle fingers. He fired it at the ground and a small crater was blown in the sand, "Now, I'll tell you how to do that. Power up and focus your energy to your fingers. It should start to glow when it's ready. You fire it by moving your fingers to the target," Roshi explained.
They started to power up and tried to focus their energy at one point. They failed at their attempt, but Mazushii's finger was smoking a little. Mutenroshi laughed, "This might take a while for both of you, but you will get the hang of it sooner or later."
Dajin powered up again and tried to focus on his fingers. His fingers didn't even start to get warm. He powered down and watched Mazushii again.
Mazushii powered up and and tried to concentrate his energy to somewhere in his body, anywhere. He found his arm getting warmer and he noticed a little red aura glowing around it. He focused that aura on his fingers and got it to his palm. It took him fifteen more minutes to get it down to his fingers. He tried to fire it, but it just puffed up in smoke. He sighed and took a breather.
Dajin saw what he was doing and tried to do it. He concentrated on his fingers, but nothing happened. He thought his technique over for an hour and couldn't find out what the problem was. He asked Mazushii about it, "What am I doing wrong?"
"Let me see how you do it and I'll correct if I see anything wrong," Mazushi replied.
Dajin powered up and focused on his fingers. He concentrated as hard as he could for ten minutes, and then let it go. He powered down, "Did you notice anything wrong?"
Mazushii thought for a second, "Well, did you try concentrating your ki? I don't think you are, it looks like you're just concentrating on your fingers."
"Ok, hold on," Dajin said as he started to power up his ki. He focused hard on getting it to his fingers and a glow appeared on his fingers. He moved his fingers toward a bush and a green blast flew quickly at the bush and started it on fire.
Mutenroshi came out and extinguished it with a bucket of water, "Well, it seems one of you can do it already! Mazushii? Was that you?"
"No, that was Dajin, he did it," Mazushii said sounding disappointed in himself.
"Now, Dajin, help Mazushii out until he gets it. I want to keep both of you on the same track," Mutenroshi said and walked off.
Mazushii had the ki manipulation down after two more hours with Dajin's help. Mutenroshi gave them both weighted turtle shells to train in and left them while he went to look at the centerfold of his new magazine. Dajin moaned, "Don't you think one hundred pounds is a little much for beginners?"
"You should have two hundred by now. You're power is high enough to take it," Mutenroshi retaliated. Dajin just nodded and put the turtle shell on.
"You better get used to the weight, I'm not going to stop when I start," Mazushii warned.
"Hai. I won't hold back. I'm going all out," Dajin replied. They got to work. They started with some running to get used to the weight. That advanced to push ups and then to getting ready to spar.
Mutenroshi peeked over the magazine, "Are you used to the weight, yet, boys?"
"Hai, Sensai. We are getting ready to spar," Mazushii yelled.
"Wait," Mutenroshi stood up and went inside his house. He came out with two more shells and looked like he was struggling to carry them, "Try these, it's three hundred pounds, but you'll get used to it."
Dajin accepted his shell, "Arigatou," he didn't sound very happy. He put it on and didn't have as much trouble as the previous one. He didn't run this time, only push-ups, sit-ups, etc. He was used to it very quickly, "Sensai? Do you have any more shells we need to train in? I don't want to stop training again and get used to another shell."
"No, that's it. Why? Are you ready to spar again already," Mutenroshi asked.
"Hai, it wasn't as hard as I thought it would be."
"You've gotten used to it quickly. Faster than Goku, even. You will progress nicely."
"Arigatou, I need to go train now. Bye, Sensai," Dajin left with those words and got ready to spar with his partner Mazushii. He got into stance and powered up to his maximum power. Mazushii flew in the air and powered up. He flew down quickly and dodged to the side. Dajin ducked under Mazushii's leg and jumped over his other. He shot a punch toward Mazushii, but missed. Mazushii jumped off the ground and powered up a blast in his hand. He shot it towards Dajin, but Dajin blocked. The ki blast made a flash and dissipated.
Dajin rubbed his almost numb arms and received a kick in the stomach and a punch in the jaw. He fell back and learned to not lick his wounds in the middle of a spar. He backed up and powered up a blast quickly in his arm. He shot it at Mazushii and Mazushii turned his back and let the shell take the hit. It made a dark spot on the shell and made Mazushii's nose go into the ground.
Dajin ran in with a chance to attack, but got caught in the chest with a double back kick. He was knocked to the ground and dodged to the side from a punch. He kicked Mazushii off of him and flew in the air. He turned suddenly and fired a ki blast at Mazushii. Mazushii couldn't slow down or dodge, so he took the hit in the chest. He fell downward with the blast and hit the ground with major impact. Mutenroshi came out to see happened and saw Mazushii in the ground, not moving. "Wow! Dajin, what did you do," Mutenroshi exclaimed as Mazushii rose from the pit.
"He fired a powerful blast that I practically ran into," Mazushii said looking frustrated, "I should have blocked it, but the velocity of the blast and me were too fast and I couldn't think in time."
"Well, it seems both of you have surpassed me in power, you can go on to train with someone else now. I would suggest Yaumcha for Mazushii and Tien for Dajin, but you two need to stay together, choose one."
"Well, which one is the strongest," Dajin asked.
"I would think Yaumcha. Hai, Yaumcha is a little stronger than Tien," Mutenroshi said.
"Then I want to go to Yaumcha. I want to strong as fast as possible," Mazushii said impatiently.
"I'll agree with Mazushii," Dajin said.
"Then you both will start in two days, I have to call Yam. Go relax," Mutenroshi said.
Chapter 1: Mediocrity and Prosperity
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Disclaimer: I do not own Dragonball Z or any of the characters. I only made Dajin and Mazushii up. If they are your characters, sorry, I don't know everything. This doesn't have any sexual content. I don't copyright anything, but you can use whatever of mine, I couldn't care less, but send me the fic that you use my characters in. My e-mail is JZDBZ@aol.com.
Japanese Dictionary:
Hai=Yes
Oyasuminasai=Good Night
Tomogaki=Friend
Eraidasune=Great
Dajin=Rich Man
Mazushii=Poor
Sensai=Master
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His name was Dajin. He was about sixteen years old. He was small in size, five foot four inches tall, but he had a good build for his size. He had deep red hair. He was a very intelligent person and had tons of money that he threw around.
He was haunted by his usual nightmares this night as well as most other nights. He couldn't move and his head was heavy. The hole in his chest was spreading the paralysis and coating his chest thickly in blood. Buu stood about one hundred feet away, about fifty feet in the air. He had one hand in the air firing multiple yellow blasts that seemed to track everyone on the planet. He was forced to watch as his family, friends, and everyone else was destroyed by the blasts.
BBBRRRRIIIIINNNNGGG!!
His alarm clock made him awake from the dream. He got up slowly for the dreary day that he knew was ahead of him. He got ready as soon as he could and went to the dining room. It was a large room with a table that seemed to never stop. It only had about four chairs on each side of the table and a flower setup in the middle of the table. He yawned and sat down for his usual breakfast and gulped it down slowly.
DING-DONG!
His doorbell rang. "Someone get that," Dajin screamed loudly. There was rustling in the kitchen but the doorbell was not attended to. 'OK, I guess I'll get it' he thought to himself as he got out of his seat and to the door.
He opened the door and wasn't surprised in what he saw. "Please give me some food, I beg of you, anything could help." He noticed the youth from the millions of other times this had happened.
His name was Mazushii. He was the also sixteen, but he was much taller and much more intimidating than Dajin. His black hair was spiked up naturally and looked very dirty. He was about six feet tall and his build seemed amazing for such an undernourished boy. He had no home to go to since his mom and dad were killed in an alley by the androids, before they started their big assault.
He was the "town beggar" as most people called him. Dajin's butlers usually attended to the matter and gave him scraps to get him away from the house. This time, Dajin didn't take pity and rushed him away from the door.
Mazushii was no fool at this matter and did know how to do his "job." He had the perfect face for it. He put dirt on his face and had very soft skin that looked like it was shining under the dirt. His eyes were big and he learned how to make them droop when he frowned. When a woman opened the door, he always got a good meal.
Dajin was doing his usual business and was almost falling asleep in the conference room. People were saying, "Sales have skyrocketed," or "We had huge orders for this weekend!" He sold different metals and had a big iron mine on his large property.
When the conference was over, he went outside of his mansion and got some air. He was staring at his new car and smiled as the black paint glimmered and hit his eyes. He went to the car and felt over the sleek exterior.
He was admiring his company's handy work when hand was brought over his mouth and a knife to his throat, "Give me all the money you have in your pockets and do not say a word or you will die."
The knife cut through a couple layers of skin and blood trickled down Dajin's throat. The hand over his mouth went away, but Dajin still said nothing and made no sound. He heard footsteps on the cement, "I have no money with me," Dajin said sheepishly.
"That is a lie," the robber said sounding surprised, "You must! Now empty your pockets," he said and let the knife away from his throat.
Dajin did as he was told and he was telling the truth. "You shall die anyway! Never defy the Elite," he yelled as he took a grip on Dajin's throat.
CRACK!
Dajin heard the sound of bone to bone and the knife fell and clanged on the floor. He heard thumps as the robber dropped to the floor. Dajin looked behind him to see the town beggar Mazushii smiling and the robber at his feet, "Thank you," Dajin said as he wiped the blood from his throat.
Mazushii's smile faded and his eyes dropped as he started to walk slowly away from the estate. "Wait! I must give you something," Dajin yelled at him loudly. Mazushii's eyes lit up and he ran back toward Dajin.
"Follow me," Dajin said and walked to his door, "Come in." Mazushii followed cautiously and tried to keep things clean and not upset Dajin. He followed him into the kitchen where Dajin told the chefs to prepare a great feast in Mazushii's honor.
Dajin walked into a small room filled with clothes of all sizes and colors. "Here, take this, this, this, and this," Dajin said as he piled clothes and a towel in Mazushii's hands, "Take a shower, you smell."
"Yes, sir," Mazushii said obediently as he walked toward the large bathing room.
Dajin waited for Mazushii to be done as he rested and took a shower of his own. Mazushii came out of the shower twenty minutes later with a smile on his face and nice new clothes that seemed to fit perfectly on his body.
Dajin came later with a nice suit and his red hair in perfect order. He went to the dining room to find Mazushii helping in the kitchen working like a master chef. Dajin inspected and the smell came to his nose. It smelled like rotten fish, "What is that nauseating smell," thought aloud as he walked in the kitchen and Mazushii had a tray of sushi in his hands.
"I hope you like this, it used to be mother's favorite," he lowered his head when he said 'mother.' Dajin took one and popped it in his mouth. He smiled and patted Mazushii on the back.
"Good job, Mazushii, you may be a good asset to me," Dajin said happily. Dajin went to his little black book and handed it to his personal maid, "Call everyone that I am friends with or need something from," he said with a smile on his face, "We are to have a party in honor of my life and Mazushii's courage!"
The party was assembled and everyone that was anyone in the metal business was there. Mazushii asked only the people who were nice to him to join him in the feast. There were only three guests from his list.
He was confused when people started to talk with him about their business. He had no idea what they were saying! Dajin covered for him, "Well, nice to see you all again! This is my friend Mazushii. He saved my life today. Please excuse his manners."
Dajin walked Mazushii towards the main room and made sure nobody was listening, "OK, I need to ask you something. It is very important to me. I want you to teach me to fight."
Mazushii had to hold back his laughter, "WHAT? You want to learn to fight?"
Dajin frowned, "I want to be able to walk outside. You saw what happened today, right? I was attacked in my own driveway!"
Mazushii thought about what to say, "I'll help you, but for a price."
Dajin's smile erupted from his face, "I have everything anyone could want, ask away!"
Mazushii took a deep breath, "First I want to live here in your estate."
"That would be fine-" Dajin started
"Wait, I'm not done. I want to be treated like a partner in your business."
"Are you crazy! This took me years to get this big, I can't throw it all away-"
"OK, then I guess we are done here-"
"No! Wait! OK, I'll take the offer," Dajin said with his head drooping to the floor. Dajin sent one of his servants/butlers to get a contract. They wrote it according to their terms and they both signed it.
Dajin sat up all night with Mazushii teaching him the main points to the business. They got little sleep and then were up again. Dajin taught him to sell and buy stocks and all the other things he could think of that would be the easiest for Mazushii.
After another day, Mazushii learned most of what he could do and Dajin was getting restless to learn to fight. Mazushii was in the middle of business when Dajin walked in, "Yes, Dajin? What do you want? I'm kind of in the middle of something?"
"I want you to hold up your deal of the bargain," Dajin said softly not to disturb the person on the phone.
"I'll be out in a few minutes, go get ready," Mazushii said ecstatically.
Dajin left and got into clothes that would be easily expendable. Mazushii came out about ten minutes later in a dark gray suit with a small symbol shaped like a dragon coming out of a triangular pyramid on the right of the gi. It had a larger Chinese symbol Dajin couldn't make out on the back.
"When will I get one of those," Dajin wondered.
"You will get one when you finish under my training," Mazushii answered as he threw a dull black gi at him, "For now, put this one on. You will find it to be helpful in the training."
Dajin caught the thing and barely help it up because of its weight, "How much does this thing weigh? It feels like thirty kilos," Dajin grunted.
"Actually, it's about thirty-five," Mazushii smirked as he said it, "Now, let's begin. Get into stance and try to power up."
Dajin got into the praying mantis stance and closed his eyes, "Waaaahhhh, heeeahhh."
Mazushii broke out laughing and Dajin let go of his concentration and stance, "Hey! What's wrong with you, we are supposed to be training," Dajin screamed.
Mazushii stopped his laughter and got into his stance. His back was slanted backwards. His left hand at waist level, thumb pointing inward and the other fingers outward. His right hand was balled into a fist above his head.
Dajin tried to make a stance, and somehow made his own. His right hand was below his neck, curved downward and his left curved upward, making a circle type pattern. He planted his feet pointing outward and seemed to have a good base so he wouldn't easily be knocked down.
"Now, power up," Mazushii commanded.
"OK…" Dajin answered and started a low scream. His power rose slightly showing his maximum strength.
"Not much to work with, but better than a normal human," Mazushii evaluated, "Just to let you know, your power is about 249. Mine is much higher, at my max I reach about 2,490."
Dajin's scream got louder as his power rose above 300, "I'm…not….quite…done," he said in short bursts of words.
Mazushii stared at him, counting the numbers in his head as Dajin's power rose slightly above 500, "Wow, I never knew a regular human could reach such strengths. Have you ever trained under a sensei," Mazushii asked commonly.
"Well, I did take martial arts classes when I was young," he said as his power passed 550. He suddenly came to a stop at 587, "So, am I much to work with now?"
"Well, considering you are this strong, you should be able to fly," Mazushii replied.
"Really! Wow! I didn't know you could fly! Show me! Show me," Dajin screamed like a little boy playing a new exciting game.
A white aura glowed around Mazushii as he powered up to half of his maximum, "OK, now focus your energy and imagine yourself becoming lighter."
Dajin nodded and closed his eyes. He floated about a foot in the air and let his concentration go, "This is- UMPH," his feet hitting the floor interrupted him. "I did it! I flew," he screamed to Mazushii.
Mazushii laughed and nodded, "Yes. But now you have to learn how to fly, not only float."
Time passed as Dajin went from floating one foot to two, then three, then five, then eight, then eleven, then sixteen, then twenty. "This is awesome! Man, I didn't think anyone could do this," screamed Dajin from the air.
He kept rising, to thirty, to forty, to fifty, to sixty-five, to eighty, to ninety, and finally to one hundred, "I think you've gotten the hang of flying," Mazushii said satisfied.
"I want to learn something else! Come on, Mazushii," a sweat covered, panting Dajin yelled.
"I think you need a break. You look tired," Mazushii said with a demanding tone in his voice.
Dajin jumped in the air and flew around one more time before he collapsed in front of the door. He was severely dehydrated, but nothing too serious. Mazushii transferred some energy to Dajin and let him rest.
When Dajin awoke, he heard Mazushii training in the football-sized backyard of his mansion. He looked out the window at the quick and forceful training Mazushii forced upon himself. He quickly got dressed in his gi and ran downstairs and out the door of the backyard.
Mazushii didn't notice him until Mazushii's fist rammed into the ground before Dajin. Dajin eyes looked on not worried as he stood above Mazushii, "Hai, mind if I join you?"
Mazushii's eyes locked on Dajin as he lifted his fist out of the ground making small rocks and dirt clumps fall off of his hand, "Do you think you could keep up?"
Dajin's face turned serious, "Yes, I think I can," he said as he got into stance. Mazushii backed up and took a sip of his water and got into his usual stance.
Mazushii powered up to only half power to still be significantly over Dajin's power. Dajin powered up and charged at Mazushii. Mazushii dodged and lifted his knee into Dajin's chest. Dajin was out of breath, but he still jumped up and got an elbow into the back of Mazushii's knee.
Mazushii went to one knee and Dajin back-flip kicked Mazushii in the chin. Mazushii jumped back and wiped the blood from the side of his chin, "Well, I guess you are pretty good," Mazushii said with a smirk, "This time I won't go easy on you."
Mazushii charged and kicked to the side just when Dajin appeared there. Dajin slid a couple yards away and jumped back to his feet. He flew into the air and went down as fast as he could at Mazushii. Mazushii jumped up and kicked Dajin face-first into the ground; he also used him as a springboard to flip back to his feet.
Dajin pulled himself up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and halfway smiled at Mazushii, "Nice shot," he said as he went from his knees to his feet. He shook off the pain and the dirt and lunged at Mazushii. Mazushii laughed and tried to dodge, but Dajin anticipated the move and double axe-handled his opponent.
Mazushii went down, but got right up. Mazushii rammed his fist into Dajin's stomach and kicked the back of his neck to make him go down and hopefully stay down. Mazushii breathed heavily and looked at his trainee, "OK. I think you've had enough. We start again tomorrow, but we will spar and not go too fast or strong for each other," he said as he rolled Dajin over.
"OK, that would be fine," Dajin mumbled and pulled himself up. He went and got cleaned up and fell asleep.
Mazushii woke to noises of severe training on Dajin's part. He flew out the window and hovered above Dajin to observe his techniques, "Hello, Mazushii," Dajin said as he let his last punch go and grabbed a towel to wipe his sweat.
"Well, I see you've been training for quite some time," he said looking at the now rising sun, "About how long has it been?"
Dajin looked up, "Well, I think it's been about four hours" Dajin smirked and went inside, "Let us go and get something to eat. Afterwards, we can spar."
They came out onto the grass of the backyard and stretched their muscles to their full extent. Dajin was busy doing push-ups on only his hands and Faitaa was in the air doing vertical sit-ups.
When they were stretched out enough, Mazushii spoke, "I remember someone teaching me a good way to make your power go up!"
"Well, then speak up," Dajin practically screamed
"OK, he told me to power up as high as I could and power down and go up and down. It will start to raise you're your power level after a couple times. It's not a huge rise, but it makes it go up about ten each time after it starts to rise," Mazushii explained.
"OK, so let's start," Dajin yelled and started to power up. Dajin hummed lowly while his power increased rapidly. It hit 500 and started to rise faster as he gripped the ground and forced his reddish aura outward, forcing his ear-level hair to go upward. He reached 1,000 and started to almost scream. He let out the loudest scream he could and held it as his power reached 1,682 and stopped. He powered down.
Mazushii just sat there and concentrated. His power slowly rose up to 1,000 and past 1,500. He started to clench his fists as his power went over 2,000. He started a low sound and his power rose above 2,500. He screamed as loud as he could and pushed out all of his power going to 2,947. He lowered the level and relaxed.
They repeated this process many times and they ended up as Dajin: 1,931, and Mazushii: 3,068.
Dajin was totally exhausted from rise and fall of his power. Mazushii was a little more used to it, so he didn't feel as bad. Dajin rested and Mazushii stepped outside and trained for another hour or so.
Mazushii woke up early and called to Dajin. Dajin sluggishly got up and went to stand before Mazushii. "Dajin! Let's go," Mazushii exclaimed.
"Wait a second, where are we going," Dajin said sleepily.
"We are going to train somewhere else. It has a thin air and the gravity pulls harder."
"How long will we be there?"
"I'm planning about a week."
"I've got to go pack. I'll be here in-"
"No packing. We go out in the wilderness and we are animals. We hunt like animals, we fight like animals."
"WHAT?!!?!? How do you expect me to live like an animal!"
"I don't know, I guess I could teach you."
"OK. But I'm trusting you to know what you are doing," Dajin said lightly as they both flew off.
They were in the mountains shortly. Dajin was slouching under the new gravity and taking deep breaths and Mazushii was treating it like normal atmosphere. Mazushii smelled the air, "This is great. No cities, no smog, no exhaust."
"No technology, no fun, no warmth, no air," Dajin muttered under his breath, "So, go get some food, I didn't get breakfast."
"Here," Mazushii said throwing Dajin a fishing pole and a worm, "That will get you off to a good start, then you can find some worms or some other bait."
Dajin looked at him with wide eyes, but left anyways. He found a lake after only five minutes of searching and he flew down to it. He put the worm on the fishing hook, looking a little squeamish while doing it. He put the pole in the water and set it between some stones so it wouldn't pop out of place.
He saw it wiggle a little and then a little harder. He saw it shaking violently and grabbed it. He yanked it out of its place and pulled using the boulders as leverage. He pulled harder and powered up as he pulled. He yanked hard and the fish came out of the water and landed atop the boulders, "This is the biggest fish I've ever caught! It's the only fish I've ever caught. I would say it weighs about twenty pounds," he said lifting it and flinging it over his shoulder. He caught a couple more fish and he walked back to where he last saw Mazushii setting up camp.
Mazushii set up a small camp. He picked a spot under large trees, it didn't get as much light, but it would keep out rain better. The ground was dry and cold, so Mazushii gathered up a lot of pine needles and made two large piles that he put under the shade of a large cliff.
"This should do it," Mazushii said as he sat down on a stump. He was a little hungry also, so he flew into the air. He looked around for something big enough for both of them to eat, just in case Dajin's attempt failed.
He saw something running. He followed it a while, but couldn't make out what it was. It was large and green, so Mazushii thought it was a large snake. He flew as fast as he could and got a couple hundred yards in front of the thing.
He started to run at it. He pulled his arm back and swung, it seemed to have gone through the beast. He turned around and it was pretty far away now. He ran faster than the beast, so he zoomed past it and swung his foot at it, but missed yet again.
He went ahead of it again and stood in front of it and it all went in slow motion, but even that was fast. He swung both of his feet and arms around. His roundhouse knocked the animal down with full force.
He walked towards the animal and smiled at his prey. He went to grab it, but felt a large pain in his stomach, his nose, and his back. He fell down and started to breath heavily as he went to stare at what hit him.
He stood tall; he was green and had two large, oval, pinkish spots on each arm. He wore a turban, cape, and a purple outfit underneath of all of that. "I advise you to stay down," the thing said.
"Why should I? Are you going to-," he stopped when he felt his power.
The green beast laughed and turned, "Wait! Who are you? What are you," Mazushii asked him.
"I ask the questions here," screamed the beast, "First, why did you attack me!"
"Well, I..I….I thought you were a snake or something I could eat," he said sheepishly, really scared, "I'm on a trip with my friend and business partner."
"What kind of business do you have? With that outfit, I'm guessing gi sewer," he laughed at his own joke and slowly recovered and got a scowl back on his face.
"Actually, it's metal refinery," he said as-a-matter-of-factly.
"What's with the karate gi?"
"It's mine."
"Why do you have it, did your mommy make it for you?"
"I don't have a mom. I got it after I trained under Mutenroshi."
"WHAT!!! You trained under Mutenroshi," he said sounding astounded.
"Well, yeah. I met him a long time ago, when I snuck aboard a ship and it crashed near his island. I swam to the island and he trained me for a couple of days."
"What is your name!"
"Mazushii. What's yours," he started, but the green man flew off before he could say any more. Mazushii went back to camp and hoped Dajin found some fish or something that could satisfy his hunger.
Dajin came back about an hour later and had many fish on the pole, Mazushii counted six. They were fairly large fish, and each one was bigger than the one before. Dajin stepped towards Mazushii and put the fish on a table that was made out of small sticks tied together with vines and weeds, "I think this should last a few days," he said cockily.
Mazushii just smirked and went to start a fire. It didn't take long until they were both eating. Mazushii told him of the green man that attacked him on his hunt, but Dajin didn't think too much of it, "Well, at least you are alive to speak of it."
"Baka. Do you not see that he is stronger than both of us combined? If he comes back to attack, we are done for!"
"You also do not see he let you go and it isn't like he's going to need friends to kill us. Why do you think he left?"
"I don't know, I guess we'll have to wait."
"I guess so. We need some sleep. We'll be working hard tomorrow. Oyasumi nasai, tomogaki."
"Yeah. Good night."
Dajin and Mazushii trained hard the next couple days. They were tired by the third day. Dajin flew straight past Mazushii's raised arm. Mazushii shot a kick that missed by an inch. Dajin backed off and powered up. He charged hard and slide under Mazushii and kicked upwards. Mazushii flipped up and flew down hard on Dajin's waiting feet. Dajin used his legs as springs and shot Mazushii off of him.
Mazushii flew to the right and anticipated Dajin's punch. Mazushii knocked him down with a forceful kick in the chest. Dajin fell back and was buried in the ground. Dajin got up slowly and charged Mazushii with fist reared back. He swung and Mazushii dodged. Mazushii raised a knee, but Dajin used it to boost himself up and throw Mazushii to the ground. Mazushii put on the air brakes and flew into the trees.
Mazushii came out behind Dajin and double-axe handled him toward the ground. He followed up by flying under him and upper-cutting him in the jaw. Dajin caught himself before he hit the ground, landed, and spit blood out of his mouth . He got into stance and Mazushii followed his lead. Mazushii swung his fist at Dajin and only landed it on his right arm. Dajin swung his leg and hit Mazushii's waiting knee. Mazushii backed up and felt a high power. He stopped and Dajin elbowed him in the back.
A yellow ball came spiraling down towards them, "Get out of the way," Mazushii screamed and they only got back a few feet until it exploded and sent Mazushii spinning into a nearby tree and Dajin was forced deeply into the ground like a meteor.
Water was poured over both of their heads and they woke up. Mazushii noticed where they were almost right away, "Mutenroshi!" Dajin only looked around the island and all of the people that stared back at them.
"Who are all of you," Dajin wondered. He looked at the green man that Mazushii described to him and it all came to him, "What are we doing here?"
Mutenroshi spoke up, "You are on my island. Piccolo had to take you by force because he wanted to make sure I had known Mazushii."
"Is this green man Piccolo?"
"Hai. This is Vegeta," he said pointing to a short man with hair sticking up and a tail., "This is Goku," he said pointing to a taller guy with black hair, he was built well, "This is Tien with three-eyes, Yaumcha with the scars, Krillen is the bald one, Chao-zu is the small white one, Goten and Trunks are the kids, Trunks with the lavender hair, Gohan is the teenager, Mr. Satan is the old guy, Uub is the small one, Oolong is the pig, Puar is the cat, and the turtle is turtle," he said and took a couple deep breaths.
"I am Dajin, and this is, as you know, Mazushii. Konichiha, everyone," Dajin said lightly.
"Konichiha," almost everyone said in unison.
"Why do you want us here," Mazushii asked.
Piccolo answered, "We want to add to our group and you two seem like a good addition. I can sense your powers are low, but I know potential when I see it. With the right training, you could be two of the greatest warriors earth has ever seen."
"Well, that sounds corny, but we will train under anyone you choose," Dajin said sounding confident.
"Hai. Then you start with me," Mutenroshi said as he walked to his small hut, "We start tomorrow, you'll probably need some rest, I don't plan on going easy on you two."
Mazushii woke when he heard someone shout 'Kamehameha.' He jumped and looked out right in time to see a huge blast of energy shooting out into the ocean. Mutenroshi was standing, his hands were smoking a little and out in front of him. His feet were inches deep in sand. Dajin stared at the old man with amazement.
Mazushii got his regular gi on and left outside to join them. Everyone was gone from the island except for Mutenroshi and the two new warriors. Mazushii pulled Dajin aside, "Was that Mutenroshi!? Who did that?"
"Hai! He was great wasn't he?"
Mazushii took a few steps toward Mutenroshi and talked, "How come you never showed me that? I trained under you for a little while!"
"I was going to show you, but you were gone when I went to look for you," Mutenroshi replied.
"How do we do something like that? I want to do it. Wow! This is eraidasune! When can I learn," Dajin said like a little kid waiting to go in a candy store all for him.
"You can learn whenever you want. But, the Kamehameha will take longer than most other moves to perfect. Only Goku could do it quickly, in one day actually. It will take at least a week to learn. If you learn to manipulate your energy, it will take less time, that's what I will be teaching you," Mutenroshi said.
"Hai, Sensai," Mazushii said respectfully and hinted to Dajin.
"Hai, Sensai Roshi," Dajin copied.
Dajin and Mazushii trained by themselves for days. The hard training they were going to undergo under Mutenroshi called for a higher power than they had. The day finally came when Mutenroshi would start their training.
"Come. We can start our training in a few minutes," Roshi said.
"Hai," they both said and followed him.
They went to the front of the house and Mutenroshi stopped. He powered up and his pointer and middle fingers. He fired it at the ground and a small crater was blown in the sand, "Now, I'll tell you how to do that. Power up and focus your energy to your fingers. It should start to glow when it's ready. You fire it by moving your fingers to the target," Roshi explained.
They started to power up and tried to focus their energy at one point. They failed at their attempt, but Mazushii's finger was smoking a little. Mutenroshi laughed, "This might take a while for both of you, but you will get the hang of it sooner or later."
Dajin powered up again and tried to focus on his fingers. His fingers didn't even start to get warm. He powered down and watched Mazushii again.
Mazushii powered up and and tried to concentrate his energy to somewhere in his body, anywhere. He found his arm getting warmer and he noticed a little red aura glowing around it. He focused that aura on his fingers and got it to his palm. It took him fifteen more minutes to get it down to his fingers. He tried to fire it, but it just puffed up in smoke. He sighed and took a breather.
Dajin saw what he was doing and tried to do it. He concentrated on his fingers, but nothing happened. He thought his technique over for an hour and couldn't find out what the problem was. He asked Mazushii about it, "What am I doing wrong?"
"Let me see how you do it and I'll correct if I see anything wrong," Mazushi replied.
Dajin powered up and focused on his fingers. He concentrated as hard as he could for ten minutes, and then let it go. He powered down, "Did you notice anything wrong?"
Mazushii thought for a second, "Well, did you try concentrating your ki? I don't think you are, it looks like you're just concentrating on your fingers."
"Ok, hold on," Dajin said as he started to power up his ki. He focused hard on getting it to his fingers and a glow appeared on his fingers. He moved his fingers toward a bush and a green blast flew quickly at the bush and started it on fire.
Mutenroshi came out and extinguished it with a bucket of water, "Well, it seems one of you can do it already! Mazushii? Was that you?"
"No, that was Dajin, he did it," Mazushii said sounding disappointed in himself.
"Now, Dajin, help Mazushii out until he gets it. I want to keep both of you on the same track," Mutenroshi said and walked off.
Mazushii had the ki manipulation down after two more hours with Dajin's help. Mutenroshi gave them both weighted turtle shells to train in and left them while he went to look at the centerfold of his new magazine. Dajin moaned, "Don't you think one hundred pounds is a little much for beginners?"
"You should have two hundred by now. You're power is high enough to take it," Mutenroshi retaliated. Dajin just nodded and put the turtle shell on.
"You better get used to the weight, I'm not going to stop when I start," Mazushii warned.
"Hai. I won't hold back. I'm going all out," Dajin replied. They got to work. They started with some running to get used to the weight. That advanced to push ups and then to getting ready to spar.
Mutenroshi peeked over the magazine, "Are you used to the weight, yet, boys?"
"Hai, Sensai. We are getting ready to spar," Mazushii yelled.
"Wait," Mutenroshi stood up and went inside his house. He came out with two more shells and looked like he was struggling to carry them, "Try these, it's three hundred pounds, but you'll get used to it."
Dajin accepted his shell, "Arigatou," he didn't sound very happy. He put it on and didn't have as much trouble as the previous one. He didn't run this time, only push-ups, sit-ups, etc. He was used to it very quickly, "Sensai? Do you have any more shells we need to train in? I don't want to stop training again and get used to another shell."
"No, that's it. Why? Are you ready to spar again already," Mutenroshi asked.
"Hai, it wasn't as hard as I thought it would be."
"You've gotten used to it quickly. Faster than Goku, even. You will progress nicely."
"Arigatou, I need to go train now. Bye, Sensai," Dajin left with those words and got ready to spar with his partner Mazushii. He got into stance and powered up to his maximum power. Mazushii flew in the air and powered up. He flew down quickly and dodged to the side. Dajin ducked under Mazushii's leg and jumped over his other. He shot a punch toward Mazushii, but missed. Mazushii jumped off the ground and powered up a blast in his hand. He shot it towards Dajin, but Dajin blocked. The ki blast made a flash and dissipated.
Dajin rubbed his almost numb arms and received a kick in the stomach and a punch in the jaw. He fell back and learned to not lick his wounds in the middle of a spar. He backed up and powered up a blast quickly in his arm. He shot it at Mazushii and Mazushii turned his back and let the shell take the hit. It made a dark spot on the shell and made Mazushii's nose go into the ground.
Dajin ran in with a chance to attack, but got caught in the chest with a double back kick. He was knocked to the ground and dodged to the side from a punch. He kicked Mazushii off of him and flew in the air. He turned suddenly and fired a ki blast at Mazushii. Mazushii couldn't slow down or dodge, so he took the hit in the chest. He fell downward with the blast and hit the ground with major impact. Mutenroshi came out to see happened and saw Mazushii in the ground, not moving. "Wow! Dajin, what did you do," Mutenroshi exclaimed as Mazushii rose from the pit.
"He fired a powerful blast that I practically ran into," Mazushii said looking frustrated, "I should have blocked it, but the velocity of the blast and me were too fast and I couldn't think in time."
"Well, it seems both of you have surpassed me in power, you can go on to train with someone else now. I would suggest Yaumcha for Mazushii and Tien for Dajin, but you two need to stay together, choose one."
"Well, which one is the strongest," Dajin asked.
"I would think Yaumcha. Hai, Yaumcha is a little stronger than Tien," Mutenroshi said.
"Then I want to go to Yaumcha. I want to strong as fast as possible," Mazushii said impatiently.
"I'll agree with Mazushii," Dajin said.
"Then you both will start in two days, I have to call Yam. Go relax," Mutenroshi said.