"Unwelcomed Guest"
Some years ago on a distant planet and entire race was whipped from existence. At least that is what the tyrant thought. Little did he know that one of the soul survivors was heading towards a little planet known as Earth. The tiny ship screamed across the stars as the lights bounced around the inside of the cockpit. The young child sleeps while his home planet was dissolving into the empty space around it. This kid in some other time would have grown up to be the legendary hero known as Goku.
Nearly a year has passed since the death of the child's home planet. The space pod broke through the Earth's atmosphere and crashed towards the forest below. In a nearby house an old man decided he was about to head out on his morning walk through the mountains. He thought about going his usually route but quickly decided to go the other way today. As he walked he hummed an old tune his grandmother use to hum him while he slept.
The space pod crashed into the small gathering of woods near the path the old man usually took on his mourning walks. The space pod's door slowly opened and allowed for the fresh air to fill into the youth's lungs. The computer activated and started its process. It feed the child information about his Saiyan heritage. Though the track was slightly outdated it was able to inform the child about the loss of planet Vegeta. As the sun went down the pod closed the door and kept the child warm. For six years this space pod was to be the child's artificial mother.
Six years later. The pod opened its door and allowed the newly developed child to step out into the world for the first time. Kakarot was fully clothes with the regular Saiyan battle suit. He had black spandex on and Saiyan armor that was very much like his father's. He did not allow for his tail to wrap around his waist.
Kakarot felt around and picked up his scouter and placed it over his left eye. He activated it and located the nearest power reading. He floated above the forest floor and flew towards the power level. He soon landed outside of a small little house. He looked around and say nobody outside. He shrugged and walked up to the door. He examined the door.
On the inside the old man was making himself some tea when the door busted through the house. He wheeled around and spied the youth standing in the doorway.
"Oh why hello," the old man spoke. "You could have simple just knocked and I would hav--"
"This old man is the one my scouter picked up?" Kakarot interrupted. "This will be simple."
He shot a purple flash of energy towards the old man. The man's eyes widened as he slapped the blast out his window. Kakarot was amazed at the old man's strength.
"Impressive for an old timer, who are you?"
"Why my name is Son Gohan." The old man turned and faced the youth. "And you just wore out your welcome."
To be continued…