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Dragon Ball Epoch
Prologue: The Origin of Geo
War. That was almost all they knew anymore. Sure, a few lucky bastards fell in love, tied the knot, threw a little party to make everyone forget about them for a while. But it never lasted long. Eventually, someone got killed or captured. But the war was about to change.
At least that's what the young warrior thought as he blasted a hole in a cliff to start building a new hideout. "Hey, Geo!" The half-Saiyan turned around to see his older cousin running towards him, smiling as if all was right with the universe. Geo couldn't help but smile himself.
"Hey, Gohan. What's up?" Geo could never get over how his cousins' hair was so naturally spikey.
"You remember that girl I saved a few weeks ago? Videl?"
"How could I not, you never shut up about her."
"Well... We're getting to know each other, and I don't want to jinx it, but I think she might be the one, bud!"
The younger teen just chuckled. "'The one~!' C'mon, man, there's gotta be at least a million life forms in the universe compatible with each person!" He released another blast of energy into the cliff.
Gohan rolled his eyes. "You have got to be the only Saiyan who doesn't believe in destiny."
"Well, I'm not exactly your garden-variety Saiyan," Geo said, motioning to his messy brown hair and blue eyes. "Besides the physical, you guys wear orange and blue gis and battle suits, and I wear t-shirts and jeans. Clearly we differ on what constitutes comfort."
BOOOM!
Both Saiyans turned to see smoke rising from the trees.
"That came from Redwood Base! Let's move!" Both flew towards the explosion just in time to see thousands of soldiers from both armies dead and dying. "Nappa! Nappa, where are you?!" Gohan called out to the seventh general of Earth's army. A little ways away, a towering bald man with a tail slowly stood up.
"Gohan..." He breathed with a raspy voice.
"What happened here?!"
"F-Frieza's men... Had an inside tip... A spy... In our ranks..."
"A... A spy..?" Geo clenched his fist. "Turles... I have no doubt it was him..."
"Only one way to know for sure. C'mon, Nappa, let's get you to Korin," Gohan said, slinging Nappa's right arm over his shoulder. Geo did the same with his left, and they flew towards the capital.
The cousins stood outside the med bay doors, waiting for word on Nappa. "Think he'll be alright?"
"He'll be fine," the casually dressed Saiyan responded. "They've never managed to kill him yet." As he said that, a white cat holding a wooden staff walked out of the door.
"Korin, how's Nappa?"
"He's fine, Gohan. A day or two in bed and he'll be right as rain," the cat responded.
"Thank God," the younger Saiyan said, relieved. "There's not many people who could take Nappa's place as Seventh General."
"Heh, forget about me, brat?" Another Saiyan with black and purple armor stepped into the room. "I'm next in line for Seventh after Nappa, remember?"
"Turles..." The young warrior's fist clenched. "What's the matter? Didn't get enough blood to drink on the battlefield, so you gotta take some from your allies?"
"Tch. Bite your tongue, boy," Turles snapped back. "I'm still your superior, and you will show me respect."
"Attention all soldiers," the PA system rang with the deep voice of their leader. "We have intel that the attack on Redwood Base was lead by a spy for Frieza's army among us. I would like to remind everyone what we're fighting for. Frieza betrayed the Saiyan race and tried to destroy our world. When he failed and retreated, we came to Earth for refuge and the humans welcomed us with open arms. We fight not just for ourselves, but to defend our allies as well. We fight for the protection of both the human and Saiyan races. So whoever this rat is, you can be sure he's going to answer to me. Bardock out."
Turles scoffed. "Feh! Blathering old fool... Can't even discover a spy within his own ranks!"
"Hey, how 'bout you shut the f**k up, Turles?" All three turned to see another full-blooded Saiyan with long, black, spiky hair and the trademark black eyes of the Saiyan race. He stood a little less than a foot taller than Geo, and wore a black and brown battle suit with armored pants and red rings around his left arm and leg. It was the sixth general, Son Raditz.
"Dad! What're you doing here? Aren't you supposed to supposed to be at the Lookout with Kami?" Geo asked.
Raditz chuckled. "Don't worry, Geo, he's being protected by Piccolo and Tien," he said. "I just came to see Nappa and debrief him on the attack. As soon as I'm done, we'll grab something to eat!" With that, he walked into the infirmary.
"Hard to believe such low-class scum became the sixth general..."
"What's the matter, Turles?" Geo asked, walking towards the food court. "Jealous of the 'low-class scum' who give you orders?"
Beep! "It is currently 6:30 am. You are assigned to training with Son Goten and Trunks Briefs today, Geo," chimed a computerized, feminine voice.
"Ugh... Thank you, Xena, I was having a terrific dream..."
"My apologies, Geo. would you like me to send a request of reassignment?"
"... Why do you sound like an actual computer for once in your life?"
"Ha, alright, you caught me!" Xena chirped, sounding much more like a person than before. "You caught on a lot quicker than I expected, so kudos on being smarter than the average dumbass!"
"Gee, thanks for the vote of confidence..." Geo spat sarcastically. He got up and got dressed, selecting a pair of jeans, black fighting boots, a white t-shirt, a black vest, and a pair of fingerless black leather gloves. He slipped on a watch and grabbed his favorite long sword from his small collection,securing the scabbard on his back. "Don't wait up!"
"Oh-ho, no you don't!" Xena said, her voice now coming from his watch. "I want you to tell me about this dream that was so important~! Tell me, it was a sex dream, right~?"
"Wha-?! No, you perverted machine!"
"Then what was it? Spill it, Saiyaman~!"
Geo took a deep breath, thinking back to his dream. "It was... A world at peace. No more Frieza, no more war, no more worrying if each day will be my last... Just... Peace."
The AI remained silent for a bit as Geo walked down the hall. "One day it won't be a dream anymore, Geo," she said after about five minutes of silence. "One day, this world will be at peace."
The Saiyan chuckled. "What are you now, my comforting girlfriend?" He teased.
"Wha- I- That's- Shut up!" He laughed in response. Before he'd realized how far he'd been walking, he heard two kids laughing.
"Please, Prince Trunks, you have to look dignified!"
"Why? I'm just trainin' with Geo and Goten today," responded the lavender-haired boy.
"Yeah! We're probably gonna be covered in sweat and mud when we get back, anyways!" Added the black-haired child, who was the spitting image of his father.
The prince's caretaker sighed in exasperation. "Please, Prince Trunks! Your mother would be furious if you didn't look the part of a prince, and your father would have me hung by my tail for at least an hour!"
"Calm down, Mato," Geo said. "I'll be sure to get 'em cleaned up before we get back. Go ahead and take some time with your dad, I'm sure he'd be happy to see you after the Redwood attack." Mato turned around, looking haggard and irritated.
"I'd love to, but I'm up for a day off tomorrow. If you can handle them both for five minutes, I might be able to take a nap," Mato yawned
"Suit yourself. Trunks, Goten, how about you guys give Mato a hand to save him some energy?"
"'Kay!" The boys said in sync, each grabbing one of Mato's arms.
"Xena, what's the best place to train today?"
"I'd say the mountain area. It's close enough to Redwood Base that they probably won't attack there, and far enough out your power levels'll seem insignificant on their scouters."
"Mountains it is then!"
Trunks and Goten each stood in different stances, panting after two hours of training. Geo stood casually, his hands in his pockets, trying to give the boys an open shot. "Trunks, cover me, I'm gonna try a sneak attack with the Kamehameha," Goten whispered.
"Alright," Trunks said. He jumped at Geo with a purposefully loud battle cry, while Goten got ready to start his attack.
"Kaaa..."
Trunks lunged at Geo, throwing punch after punch, failing to land a blow. "You'll never beat me like that, Trunks."
"Meee..."
"Howda you know?"
"Haaa..."
"You two need to work as a team, or you'll never win."
"Meee..."
"We are working as a team! Haven't ya ever heard of a 'distraction?'"
"HAAAA!" A stream of blue energy surged forward from Goten's hands, striking Geo with immense force. When the smoke cleared, Geo stood in an unusual stance with his hands in a strange position, completely unscathed.
He grinned. "Good work, boys," he said, "you've learned to work as a team. That's the most important part of being a part of Earth's armies." The two boys cheered, waking up Mato.
"Whuh-whas happnin?! Frieza?!"
"Calm down, Mato, we're not under attack!" Goten said.
Bee-beep! "'Geo, come quick! They're attacking the Lookout! We need as much backup as we can get! Raditz out!'"
Geo gritted his teeth. "Damn..! Mato, take the boys back to Vegeta!"
"Y-Yessir!" With that, all three flew off.
"Xena, tell Goku, Krillin, and Tien to meet us at the Lookout!"
"Already done, Boss. Go get 'em."
He flew faster than he ever thought he could. Please let me make it in time, he thought to himself.
"SAIYANS TO THE FRONT LINES! HUMANS ON GROUND SUPPORT! FULL POWER, COME ON!" The general shouted to his men between fighting enemy soldiers.
"There's too many Saibamen! We don't have enough firepower!"
"Damn it! We're too far outnumbered!"
"Kameha Cannon!" A beam of green energy blasted several soldiers around Raditz, causing the others to back away.
"You're late," Raditz said as his son stood at his back, prepared to wipe out all of Frieza's soldiers.
"Sorry, Dad, had to make a phone call," Geo responded.
Raditz smirked. "Heh! We can put a man on the moon, but you still have to have crappy phone sex with an AI?"
Geo's face turned bright red with embarrassment. "I- That- We don- You- DAD! WAR!" He managed to choke out, wiping out thirty enemy soldiers who were dumb enough to giggle. Raditz laughed.
"Just tryin' to break the trench tension, son!" He chuckled, enjoying his child's minor torment. "What do you say after this, we celebrate?"
"C-Celebrate what?" Geo asked, confused.
Raditz chuckled, blasting another row of soldiers. "You really are your mother's son... Hard to believe it's been 18 years since I first saw you two together..." Then it all clicked for the young Saiyan.
"Oh! September 27th! My birthday! My eighteenth birthday!"
"Special Beam Cannon!"
"Destructo-Disc!"
"Tri-Beam!"
"Big Bang Attack!"
"Kamehameha!" Five different attacks wiped out the majority of the other enemy soldiers.
"Fall back!" The enemy leader shouted. Their retreat was met with cheers from Earth's forces.
"Right on time, Kakarrot, late as usual," Raditz mused.
The shorter of the two brothers chuckled. He was muscular, yet lean compared to Nappa, and he wore an orange gi with a blue undershirt, a blue belt, and blue wristbands. His hair was spiky and black, as were his eyes. He was almost identical to his father, except he had no scar on his cheek, and the spark in his eyes were more compassionate than aggressive. "Sorry, Raditz, but I had to find one more zeni," he responded.
"What for?" Raditz inquired.
"Bailing you out again," the Saiyan called Kakarrot retorted. The whole group laughed.
Until they realized one voice didn't fit.
"Oh, that was a wonderful joke, Monkey number four," announced a small creature with purple lips, black horns, and a reptilian tail.
"N-No... It can't be..!" The Saiyan King and first general, Vegeta muttered, his fear so apparent, his tall, black spire of hair trembled.
"His power... It's..." murmured the second general, a short, bald human called Krillin.
"It's overwhelming..." the third general, another bald human with a third eye who was noticeably taller than Krillin, known as Tien, finished.
"And he's still holding some back..." stated the fifth general, a humanoid being with green skin and antennae on his forehead, Piccolo.
"That's correct, Namekian," the small being confirmed. "At my full power, I'd be able to destroy this planet within a minute."
Geo stared at this being. The being that started this war. The being that killed his mother. He stood, paralyzed by both anger and fear. It's him, he thought. Frieza...
Frieza chuckled. "Oh, this is rich," he mused. "Six of Earth's Seven Draconic Generals, together, trembling in my presence. Ah! And Bardock! The first rebel!" His mouth twisted into a horrid, evil smile, his entire being dripping with unholy, malicious enjoyment. "If only Nappa were here, I could kill you all off at once..."
Bardock growled. "Frieza... Do you remember... What you did eight years ago..?"
Frieza's smile turned to a grimace. "What are you babbling about, you filthy monkey?"
"Eight years ago... You killed my daughter-in-law... And you put my wife... My Gine... In a coma..." Geo could feel his grandfather's rage in his energy. "My rage has not subsided... Nor will it ever..."
"And how is that my problem, now?"
It was Bardock's turn to smile. "Because... I've learned to control my anger... Harness it... Channel it... And, with my eternal anger and hatred..." Bardock stared Frieza square in the eye. "I shall become what you so fear!"
Everyone stood in stunned silence. "... Ehehehe..." Frieza's chuckle soon evolved into a full-fledged evil laugh. "AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Me? Fear you? And here I thought you didn't have a sense of humor!" Frieza turned his attention to Earth's generals. "But I think I can make a better joke..." Before anyone could react, a beam of purple light shot through Raditz's chest.
"Raditz!"
"No!"
"Dad!"
"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Frieza's laughter fell on deaf ears.
"D-Don't worry, Dad, we'll get you to Korin... We'll get you as many Senzu Beans as it takes. Just stay with us!" Geo pleaded, his heart racing as his father's slowed.
"N-No, Geo... It's okay..." Raditz chuckled weakly. "I'm finally going to see her again... I'm at peace... For the first time in thirteen years..."
"Father, please! I don't want to lose you, too! I don't have the strength!" Geo said, choking back sobs.
Raditz smiled at his son. "Geo... My only child... You're... You're a fantastic warrior... I'm so... So very proud... To have called you... My son..."
His eyes closed as his final breath left his lungs. Geo dared not speak in order to keep himself even partially composed.
"Hm. So very sad. He would've made a fine opponent, if only he had fulfilled the prophecy."
"Frieza!" Bardock screamed in anger, glaring swords at the villain. "Get on with it! Why don't you just kill us all already?!"
Frieza laughed. "But where's the fun in that? This way, you'll all suffer the misery of not having saved your beloved monkey general! Now, if you'll excuse me, I have some business to attend to. Ta-ta, Bardock!" In the blink of an eye, he was gone. The fourth general put his hand on his nephew's shoulder. "C'mon, Geo," he said comfortingly. "We should... Get him back and prepare for the funeral..."
He looked at himself in the mirror, dressed in an ornate set of clothes with an orange half-sphere-like ornament over the heart with six red stars in it.
"How do I look, Xee?" He asked, still a little dazed from the events of the other day.
"Like a million zeni, Boss," his AI assistant responded empathetically. He thought back to that moment.
The beam... That damnable laugh...
I'm so... So very proud... To have called you... My son...'
"Now you look like you're about to break down..." Xena stated, her voice sounding worried. Geo shook himself out of his daze.
"Sorry, just a lot on my mind," he said, trying to dismiss her worry. "I... I gotta go, Xee... I'll be back soon."
"I'll be here when you get back, Boss." He walked towards the door. "And, hey... Geo?" He stopped just shy of the exit.
"Yeah?"
"I'm here for you whenever you need something. Okay?"
He smiled softly. "Thanks, Xee..." He left his room and marched down the hallway. Everyone else was either dressed in black or ceremonial funerary clothing. No one greeted him, or smiled at him, or even nodded in his general direction. Instead they gave him glances with eyes full of sorrow and partial guilt. This, however, hurt him more than helped him. They shouldn't feel guilty. It's not like they were next to him, like I was... It should be me in that casket today... Not him...
"Geo? You okay?" He awoke from his trance of self-hatred to see Krillin, dressed similarly to him, but with two stars rather than six on his sphere decoration.
"Y-Yeah... Just thinking..." the young Saiyan mumbled. The short human nodded, understanding his pain.
"C'mon. Let's go find Goku and get this done," he said, walking with Geo towards the Hall of Ceremonies. "How're ya holding up?"
"It's like my mom's funeral all over again, only now I don't have my father to help me through." Geo clenched his fist so tightly his knuckles turned white. "I swear to God, I will never forgive him, Krillin... I'll kill him... I'll end his life and bring peace to this world, and avenge everyone he's killed in the process..."
"You can't let anger cloud your judgement, Geo," Bardock said, slipping out of another hallway into the main one. He had a cigarette in his mouth, inhaling slowly, and blowing out smoke. "You let your anger control you, it'll feed on your strength and common sense until you're blasting your own shadow for following you."
Geo felt ashamed, slowly loosening his fist. "Sorry, Grandpa..."
"I promise, Geo, we will end this war. We will end Frieza. But blind, vengeful wrath isn't the way to do it." Geo nodded.
The way to do it is through strategy, he thought. Brains, not brawn.
"On the twenty-seventh of September," Bardock announced, "We lost a soldier. A general. A friend. A brother. A father. And a son. Son Raditz, our sixth general, was killed by Friza himself." The whole of the audience gasped at the name. "Raditz had decided, in the event of him being killed in action, his position would go to his son. So, today, we honor his wishes and his memory. Son Geo, step forward." Geo did as instructed. "Son Geo, do you swear to uphold our laws and rules of engagement?"
"I do swear."
"Do you swear to fight alongside your men, willing to die if necessary?"
"I do swear."
"Do you swear to dedicate your power to fighting the forces of Frieza, and any other force that should threaten the earth?
"I do swear!"
"Then, by the power vested in me by the people of Earth, I name you, Son Geo, the sixth general of the armies of Earth." Bardock handed Geo a small, orange sphere with six red stars on it. It was the six-star Dragonball, the ultimate responsibility of the sixth general. "Now, our seven generals shall share their memories of the deceased."
The king of the Saiyans and first general, Vegeta, stepped to the microphone. "I've known Raditz since we were children. When I'd arrived on Earth, he'd already found a wife, with a child on the way. Naturally, I was surprised. I'd never imagined Raditz as the marrying type." The crowd chuckled. "Joking aside... Raditz was like a brother to me... For many years... So as far as I'm concerned, Kakarrot, Bardock, and the whole Son family are family to me as well. Today, the entirety of our forces are a single family, mourning our brother's loss. And we owe it to Raditz to win this war. Thank you."
Next, Krillin stepped up, and cleared his throat. "When I first met Raditz, he, uh... Heh, he slapped me through a house." The crowd chuckled again. "But, eventually, we became good friends. In fact, once, before the war, I got cut pretty bad in a freak accident at a kitchen goods store. He literally jumped out of his office window and flew all the way to the store just to help me get to a hospital..." Krillin teared up a little, putting his hand over the spot on his chest where his scar was located. "I'll always be grateful for that..." Next, Tien walked to the microphone, adjusting it to his height.
"Raditz and I would often go wherever was most secluded and train together. Many times, we had Goku, Chiaotzu, and even Krillin join us. The deal was always whoever got knocked out first bought the drinks." Again, a chuckle from the crowd. Tien sighed. "Looks like I'm stuck with the check..."
Then it was Goku's turn. "I didn't get to know my brother until I'd already had a son... He always told me, 'Kakarrot, when I die, I want you to plant radishes on my grave so everyone can bite me one last time.' ... I'm just sorry I couldn't kick his dumbass one last time!" Like a laugh track on a bad sitcom.
Piccolo's turn. "Raditz and I respected each other. Granted, there was that time I tried to kill him..." Like a broken record, laughter. "He was a great warrior. And his legacy continues with his son."
Here we go... Geo thought to himself as he stepped toward the microphone. "My father... He tried his damnedest to redeem himself after his sinful past. When... When my mother died eight years ago... He nearly fell apart. But he kept himself together. He always said Mom left a part of herself with us in me, but... I always wondered... Beyond my eyes and my hair, what did she leave with me..?" He closed his eyes and clenched his fist. "I still don't know... All I know is I want to end this war. I want to restore peace to the Earth. I want... I want to make my parents proud of me... One last time." He walked away from the microphone and helped Nappa up. His left leg was in a cast, as was his right arm. He limped over to the microphone with a crutch.
"Raditz always used to talk about his brother before we headed to earth. 'C'mon, Nappa, let's find Kakarrot!' 'Kakarrot'll be happy to help us rebuild Saiyan society!' 'We'd probably have more food on hand if Kakarrot was around!'" Nappa chuckled. "Couldn't get him to shut up as a kid! Then, not long after he had his kid, everything became about Geo. 'Nappa, Geo said his first word today!' 'Geo made up a new technique all on his own today!' 'Bulma gave Geo an AI for an assistant! I guess normal people just can't keep up with my boy!' I think... Once he got here, Raditz tried to atone for his sins. And when he had Geo, he completely forgot about them... I'm gonna miss ya, little buddy..." All of the generals, save the injured Nappa, carried the coffin of their comrade toward his grave. As they lowered him into the ground, all of Earth's people said a final farewell to Son Raditz.
Goku walked slowly with his father and nephew, headed towards his apartment. Mom's gonna be torn apart when she wakes up, he thought sadly. He noticed Geo's power level was higher than normal. He wasn't surprised. Geo had a special adaptation that caused his power to increase whenever he was angry or in pain. Gohan had a similar adaptation, though his seemed to tap into a hidden reservoir of power, whereas Geo's power seemed to manifest from the very emotion. "You okay, Geo?"
Geo held back his sadness with admirable skill. "I'm fine. Just seeing the road clearly for the first time."
"You can't fight him," Bardock said, seemingly reading his grandson's mind. "Unless we find a Super Saiyan of legend, we don't have a prayer."
"Then I'll train until I can't move. I'll teach Goten and Trunks everything I know. I'll do whatever I can to help anyone reach that level, so long as that monster dies."
"I promise, we'll end this war. Even if I have to give my life for it, Earth will know peace," Goku said, opening the door.
"Grandpa!" The excitable seven-year-old yelled, jumping onto Bardock's back as the old Saiyan laughed.
"Uh-oh! Someone call the zoo, a monkey got out!" he said, grabbing his youngest grandson in a one-armed hug.
"Bardock! Geo! I'm glad to see you both! I only wish it were under happier circumstances..." Said a woman with black hair tied in a bun and dark eyes, wearing a traditional Eastern dress. She was Goku's wife, Chichi.
Goten then realized who was missing. "Where's Uncle Raditz..?" Geo's throat felt as if he'd been in the desert for a month.
"He, um..." The blue-eyed Saiyan cleared his throat. "He went somewhere very far away to train, Goten..." He finally managed to choke out. Suddenly the door opened again as Gohan and a girl around the same age walked in. She was significantly shorter than him, but her hair was just as dark. Her eyes, however, were sky blue. Her clothes seemed mismatched and didn't fit properly, which was the case for many people who survived the war zones. She seemed a little uncomfortable, being in his home with most of his family.
"Hey, everyone, this is Videl. We, uh, met in the field. She didn't have a place to stay, so..." Gohan said awkwardly. Chichi smiled warmly.
"Of course she can stay here! It might be nice to have a spare set of hands around here!" She stated, looking at Goku. He chuckled sheepishly.
"You know, I'm always happy to take care of Goten for the day if you need some time off, Chichi," Bardock offered.
"Thanks, Bardock, but I wouldn't want to put more responsibility on you," she replied. "It's hard enough on you leading the resistance." He just chuckled.
"Luckily, I have seven generals to push my work onto."
"No," Geo and Goku said in unison without missing a beat, leading the others, including Videl, to laugh. They seem... Nice. Certainly not what I expected from some of Earth's strongest warriors, Videl mused in her head.
As they all sat down for dinner, Geo decided to address the elephant in the room. "He'd want us to laugh and have fun..."
Gohan patted his cousin on the shoulder. "Let's celebrate his life, bud."
"So how's the family holding up?" Xena asked as Geo walked into his apartment.
"We decided it'd be more fun to celebrate his life than mourn his death."
"Sooo..?"
"Gohan and his new girlfriend got drunk, Chichi pulled out photo albums, Goku and Bardock arm wrestled, and I taught Goten to play Go Fish."
"'Girlfriend,' huh~? When are you gonna get one of those?"
Geo smirked. "Isn't that what you're for?"
Xena laughed. "Keep dreamin', Boss. Maybe when the war's over, you can ask Shenron to make me a real girl!" She chirped teasingly. "I always imagined myself with a nice rack and an ass to die for~!"
"I'm more a personality guy," Geo said, taking off the ornate clothes, swapping them for a pair of flannel pjs with a hole worn out at the back which he slipped his brown fur-covered tail through.
"'Personality guy,' that's like the douche-iest thing you could've said!" The AI laughed out. "So what about me~? Am I your type~?"
"Good night, Xee!"
He woke up to sirens blaring. He put on the only clothes he had out, which were his exact clothes from the day his father died. Shit shit SHIT! He thought. He swung his sword over his left shoulder, latched on his watch, and ran out the door. "What're we looking at, Xee?"
"Class 5 shitstorm. This is definitely going to be the worst battle yet..."
"They're coming from the east!" Shouted a random soldier in the halls. Geo flew towards the east entrance, where he found every able-bodied Earth soldier, as well as the other six generals and Bardock. Even though the sun hadn't even risen yet, every soldier felt as if they'd been injected with pure adrenaline. And, as the sun rose above the horizon, so did Frieza's entire army.
"Dear God..."
"I'm not ready to die..!"
"There's so many..!" Bardock heard the whispers.
All I can hope for now is they don't lose their nerve... He thought. Frieza and his men stopped within 500 feet of the rebel army.
"Before we slaughter you all, I simply must congratulate you!" Frieza announced, clapping slowly. "Despite being an utter and complete thorn in my side, your military strategies and tactics were most entertaining to combat! However, I've grown weary of it."
"How did you find our bases?! How did you find our capital?!" Geo yelled, enraged by Frieza's very presence.
He simply chuckled. "Oh, quite simple, my filthy monkey. Just like like any good emperor, I have spies within every enemy's ranks! May as well reveal yourself now!" Just as Geo had predicted, Turles flew to Frieza's side.
"Turles, you filthy traitor!" Nappa yelled, tears of rage streaming down his face. "He trusted you! And you got him killed!"
"Why, Turles?! Why turn your back on your people?!" Bardock asked angrily.
Turles began to laugh. "Why else? Lord Frieza promised me fortune, slaves, and to help me become a Super Saiya-!" Before he could even finish, Frieza had driven his hand through Turles' chest. "W-Why..? Lord F-Frieza..?"
Frieza chuckled insidiously. "You just turned your back on your own race. Why would I help someone like you attain the power prophesied to kill me when I can't trust you? Besides..." He swiftly moved his arm, essentially ripping Turles in half. "I can't stand traitors."
The battle was now on hour eight. The ground was littered with bodies, blood, and rubble. Geo was exhausted and covered in dirt, sweat, and blood. He could barely lift his sword, much less fight an army. But he refused to stop. "Sir! Please, get back!"
"I'm fine!" Geo shot back to the soldier. "J-Just... Make sure they don't break the second line!"
"Geo, fall back!" Bardock ordered. "You'll get yourself killed if you keep fighting!" Geo growled in frustration at his own weakness. He flew back behind the lines and went straight to a med tent for the gash on his right shoulder.
"Korin, I need a patch job," he announced. He was back out in a few minutes, his arm stitched.
"You are not going back out there, are you?!" Xena asked worriedly.
"You're Goddamn right I am," Geo responded.
"I can't in good conscience let you do that!"
"And how're you going to stop me?" Suddenly his legs gave out under him. "Dammit! Why now?"
"Because I just sent an electrical pulse through your body to block signals from your brain to your legs. I'm not going to let you get yourself killed, Son Geo!"
He stopped struggling out of shock. "T-That's... The first time you've called me by my full name in almost ten years..."
Xena, now realizing this, was stunned into silence. "Geo... You remember when you asked Bulma if I had free will..? If I could feel the same emotions as... Real people..?"
"Yeah..?"
She was silent for a moment. "Do you think... I'll be able to go to the afterlife..? Do you think I have... A soul..?"
He'd never thought about it before. He'd never considered her not having a soul. But now, hearing her sound so scared, there wasn't a doubt in his mind. He smirked.
"I get the feeling you'll still be on my wrist on the other side, one way or another."
"Lord Frieza's ordering a retreat!" Yelled an enemy soldier to his men. "Get to the ship!"
No... Bardock thought, seeing the familiar, malevolent light in the sky. "He's going to destroy the planet..."
No! Goku thought. He flew into the air, joined by Krillin, Tien, and Piccolo.
"As I said, I've grown weary of this war, so I'm going to end it all!" Frieza yelled as the small, bright point on his finger grew to considerable size, appearing almost like a second sun. Bardock slowly walked through the halls of the capital, finally reaching the ICU. He walked in and sat next to a bed, in which a Saiyan woman lay. She was connected to many machines, and was covered in a light blue hospital gown. She was clearly shorter than he was, but her medium length, spiky hair was the same shade of black, and though her eyes were closed, he still remembered their dark coloration and compassionate and gentle sparkle.
"Gine..." He said softly, gently putting her hand in his as a tear rolled down his cheek. "I want to be next to you when it comes..."
The alien invader laughed maliciously as he flicked his finger, sending the small, starlike attack at the earth. Goku and the others used every ounce of their strength to hold it back, but to no avail. They were quickly overtaken by the attack.
"No..."
Geo cursed as it collided with the earth, creating a blinding flash. It was too late.
"Someone far away summons you." Boomed a deep, powerful voice.
Finally, thought the lavender haired warrior. I shall have an ally powerful enough to help me protect history..! When the flash occurred, he'd expected a mighty, heroic figure with an overwhelming aura of power. Instead, he was met with an 18 year old with messy brown hair and blue eyes, filled with confusion and fear. This warrior, chosen by Shenron, was wearing a white shirt, blue jeans, a black vest, and black boots and fingerless gloves, with a sword handle peaking over his left shoulder, which he grabbed to draw a black long sword with a silver glyph on the hilt. He pointed the sword at the strange person before him, just barely able to form words.
"Where am I?! Who are you?!" No response. "Where's my grandfather? Son Bardock, where is he?! ANSWER ME!"
"If you'd just put down your sword, I'll explain everything," the stranger said. Geo looked at how he was dressed. A long, black coat lined with light brown fuzz, black gloves, a pair of boots, pants, and a basic looking long sword strapped to his back. Geo motioned to the sword.
"You first," he said. The stranger slowly drew his sword, maintaining eye contact. Geo saw his eyes were an ice blue color. He finished drawing his sword, and slowly set it on the ground, then he stood up slowly, keeping his hands visible. Geo slowly lowered his sword, then threw it aside. "Start talking, Lilac."
"My name is Trunks Briefs," he started. "My job is to protect the timelines from being altered or manipulated in any way. And if they are changed, it's my job to make them right.
"Recently, there have been more frequent alterations to history, so I gathered the Dragonballs and asked Shenron to bring me a powerful ally."
"D-Dragon... Balls..?" Geo quickly reached into his vest pocket to find the six-star Dragonball. What he pulled out was a ball made of stone. Oh, please God, no... He looked up at the large, green, serpentine dragon that had summoned him. "What... Happened to my world..?" He asked, trying to control his emotions.
"The world from which I brought you was destroyed by Frieza, along with all its people. Only two souls survived. You, and the one who was in contact with you."
That was it. He'd lost everyone. He had no one left to help him bear the pain. Geo screamed in rage, sorrow, and pain. He started crying, then put his hands over his ears and violently shook his head, trying to ignore what he'd just heard. He hit his knees, and roared, trying to deal with the whirlwind of emotions he was feeling. As he roared, he erupted with energy, becoming enveloped in a golden aura. His hair changed from brown to gold, and spiked into a peak except for two bangs which framed his face. His irises and pupils became a bluish-teal. He slammed his fist on a stone in the pathway, cracking it and the stones adjacent to it. When he looked down at his hand he realized how much power he had. He quickly crawled to the stream they were near and observed his appearance. "W-What... What am I..?"
"You've become a Super Saiyan. I've never seen anyone's first time becoming one before," Trunks said. Geo started crying again.
"Perfect... I f-finally become a Super Saiyan, but I'm too late to save my world... Now everyone I ever cared about is DEAD!" That reminded Trunks.
"Shenron, you said you saved two souls from the explosion, right?"
"That is correct." Geo perked up.
"Where's the other?"
"Her physical form was incapable of being brought here. If you so wish, however, I can grant her a new form and bring her here."
"Do it, Shenron! Please!"
"Very well." The dragon's eyes glowed, and there was a bright flash. As the light dispersed, a girl of Geo's age was laying unconscious on the ground, barely dressed, in front of the dais which held the Dragonballs. The first thing Geo noticed was that she was beautiful. It was interesting in that he'd never met this dark haired girl. Secondly, he noticed her tail, covered in brown fur.
A Saiyan..? He gently held her head up. "Hey, can you hear me? Are you okay?" Her eyes fluttered open a little, and she looked at him with the dark colored eyes that the Saiyan race were known to possess. Surprisingly, she smiled.
"Hey, Boss... What'd you do to your hair..?" She passed out again.
I know that voice... "Xena..?"
When she woke up, she didn't see any sonar screens, or maps, or even an ID tag for the people around her. But there was one face she recognized sitting next to her. "Your hair's back to normal..!" She said softly, smiling at Geo. He smiled back. As she sat up, he couldn't help hugging her.
For a moment, they were both silent. "I thought I'd lost everyone..." He finally whispered. She gently wrapped her arms around him.
"I'm sorry..." She whispered back. He held her at arm's length, tears in his eyes.
"I'm just glad I'm not alone here... I'm glad I still have my best friend, at least..." She suddenly experienced a new sensation... A pain, of some sort... In her stomach...
"I... Think I'm getting hungry... Wanna grab a bite to eat?"
He smiled again, handing her a t-shirt and a pair of shorts. "Absolutely."
Yes, the AI is going to be Geo's love interest. Is that wrong? I don't care! Are Geo and Trunks' swords going to be important in any way? Maybe! Are alternate timelines going to be a recurring theme in this tale? Abso-f**king-lutely! Tune in next time and be completely HYPED!
PS: Geo is ambidextrous. That's why his sword comes over his left shoulder instead of his right; it's his preferred sword hand.