Strata
This story takes place after DBGT. The same characters. New story. I don't own Dragonball Z/GT, and if I did, do you think I would be writing this? "This means someone is talking", (This means someone is thinking). I will explain Piccolo being alive...so don't ask.
1 Year after the end of Dragonball GT
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A small gleam of light streaked through the blackness of space. A pod, containing a very important cargo. Life. A shadowy figure loomed inside the black sphere. His silver hair glistened in what little light the ship made. The creature sat motionlessly in a frozen state of conscience; its eyes flickered open at the sound of flashing lights and a low hum. "Who wants to die now..." The low voice the entity growled echoed in the shallowness of the transport. His eyes darted back and forth to see the problem the machine detected.
"Tirion life form... detected." A feminine voice filled the large mans ears. A feminine machine.
"Plot course... How many days will it take to get there?"
"Approximately 47 days." The computer answered quickly, almost as if it expected that question.
"Wake me up in 35 days." He spoke and hit a small yellow button. A white fog wafted into the air, his deep red eyes soon shut. (He won't survive this time). Slowly, he slipped into the same sleep of awareness. The ship careened past an asteroid field, its white vapor trail not once wavering. As the man faded away, so did any trace he was even there. Blackness and nothingness followed him.
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"Hurry up Goten!" Gohan yelled up at the three-story apartment building.
"What's the rush?" Goten rubbed his eyes as he peered out his window to see Gohan, Trunks, and Piccolo. All of them with a stern look fitted on their faces. He donned his shirt and hopped out the window. The 3 on the ground floated up to him.
"We are going to see Dende." Gohan's face went from emotionless to a frown, his eyes were blank. Goten only saw a face, a lifeless face, filled with nothing. A small frown on his face was the only mark of emotion, and feeling.
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The bleeping once again woke the man from his serene sleep. His red eyes locked onto the view screen. "Asteroid field, enclosing." The voice spoke, demoted of all feeling.
"Then go around it, and scan for life forms on nearby planets above S-7 standard rating. Within 20 hours off course." He closed his eyes slowly and tried not to blow up the damned computer.
"Affirmative... 103 life forms above S-7 standard found." The machine whirred and beeped as a planet flashed on the screen.
"Select planet with most warriors of that rank." A small, evil smile overcame his lips. He hadn't got to move for what seemed like an eternity.
"97 inhabitants of planet Enkrua match criteria. Plotting course now." His eyes flashed open with excitement.
(This must be the first planet with power that high and that Grudenga hasn't touched.) He thought with his eyes filled with a glimpse fit for a demon. "What is the highest rank on this planet?"
"L-1 is highest single rank on planet Enkrua. We will arrive in 47 minutes." The man's tanned white skin glowed with a dull light of anticipation. (No wonder that bastard never touched it... All the better for me) The glow vanished as he held up his hand, his palm flat and facing up. A dull green ball flittered to life inches above his hand.
"What is the average power level for that planet?"
"Average power level is 42.5 million." He almost dropped the energy in his hand at in shock of the numbers.
"And the strongest?"
"Rank L-1"
"Jenhuka, where are you going?" A low raspy voice startled him even more.
"I am going to investigate a planet with an average power level of 42.5 million." Jenhuka clenched his hand into a fist, small streams of light shot out of his knuckles, and dissipated into nothing as the energy ball was clenched. A frown rushed his face.
"And what is the highest power level?" The voice became louder, and more commanding.
"The highest power level is rank L-1, sir Teva." The devils grin returned to his face as he contemplated the upcoming battle.
"WHAT IS THE HIGHEST POWER LEVEL?!" Teva grew very impatient, and annoyed.
"I will check that now, sir. Computer, what is the highest power level on planet Enkrua?"
"Highest power level is, 96,304,057." The computer sounded off with no flaws, not even a hint of awareness of the reading. Jenhuka's red eyes flared, this would be better than he had hoped.
"Very well, find out who is controlling the planet, then, and only then, may you kill them." Teva's voice faded and with a short bleep of static, he was gone. (I'll have my fun... poor people,) He almost laughed at his own thoughts. They didn't need to live, (If they pledge their lives to me, I just might keep the strongest one for a play toy.) his grin grew, it was so hard to find an adequate partner these days. Maybe someone would show promise on this planet. He stood up and floated towards a small closet, he opened it and took out a blue pair of armor. He slid it on, he was rather tall, his skin looked tan, the armor had no shoulder padding on it, the gold of the straps on the suit stood out against the hair that drooped over it. He looked human, except for his eyes and hair. And the fact that he was about three feet taller than any average human male. His muscles protruded from the armor. Jenhuka picked up a small device and slid it over his ear, it resembled a scouter, but much smaller and with no screen.
"Computer, how long until we arrive on Enruka?" He spoke as he slipped his hands into two black gloves.
"Approximately, 34 minutes." Once again the machine was flawless.
"Very well. I might as well warm up for them." He spoke as he bent over and placed his hands flatly on the ground. Slowly he lifted his legs off the ground; he stopped when his body was at a 90-degree angle. He took one hand off the ground and placed it on his back, and started to do push-ups. When he came down he moved his legs straight up, and touched his nose to the ground, when he came up he move his legs back into the 90-degree angle. After a few minutes of this he finally spoke, "Computer, what is the estimated gravity of the planet?"
"Gravity is estimated at 24 GA."
"Change gravity to match the planet." A quiet whiz filled the ship, even his warrior's ears, that resembled that of an elf, barely heard it. With a small whoosh of air the gravity increased. He still continued doing his warm up, despite the fact that the gravity was about 14 times what it was he never slowed his pace or even seemed to notice the difference. "Alert me in 30 minutes from now."
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"Wait, lemme guess, another evil dude that needs his ass kicked?" Gotens voice was playful, he looked at Trunks for some sort of laughter. Nothing, Trunk's face was the same as Gohan's was. He didn't even want to see Piccolo's. If Gohan were like this then he would look ...scary.
"Don't forget that your dad isn't here, Goten." Trunks spoke quietly. Thinking about his father, who was off this planet for training. "And neither is mine." He lowered his head, thinking only of what would happen if they couldn't beat this opponent.
"Well, we have to train now." Gohan's body flashed with a blue Ki. "Let's go, oh and we have to stop by your moms, Trunks." He jetted into the air, leaving Trunks and Goten with puzzled looks of their faces. Piccolo knew that Gohan would have good reason, and flew off after him.
"I'll race ya!" Trunks said as he soared into the air, Goten shortly after him.
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Gohan landed in front of the Capsule Corporation, Piccolo a few feet behind him. They both started causally walking into the building. Goten and Trunks loudly flew in front of them and into the building. "I won!" Trunks yelled a bit louder than he had intended. Goten hovered just inside the door, and landed. He started walking calmly towards Trunks, who was still floating in the air. His eyes went from Trunks, and back down to someone else.
"Hi Bulma!" Goten said with a smug grin on his face. Trunks froze.
"Would you mind coming down here?" Bulma said with a red face, her foot tapping loudly on the floor. Trunks turned around and slowly floated down onto the ground.
"Sorry mom I-" Trunks was cut short by Gohan, who had seen the whole thing, running up to Bulma and hugging her.
"It's been awhile!" Gohan said, letting her go and motioning Trunks and Goten to leave. They slowly and quietly walked through another door, Piccolo followed. Once they were gone Gohan spoke again. "So, did you finish what I asked?" Bulma, still confused and not quite as mad, nodded.
"Yea! Come on, let's go get them!" Bulma gleefully spoke, she was just glad that somebody still needed her help. She took Gohan's hand and led him through another door. They walked through the long, narrow and winding halls until they reached a dead end with a door. Gohan opened the door for her and they proceeded inside the huge room. Machines and tubes lined the room. "It'd be quicker if we flew..." Bulma tried not to sound too insisting but Gohan got the point.
"Ok." Gohan said with a smile, Bulma smiled back and got on his back. They floated up slowly and Bulma pointed where to go. They slowly glided across the room; he landed and let her off carefully.
"Thanks!" She spoke like she was still a child, but Gohan was glad to see that she was still the happy person he had always known her to be. She ran over to a small case and picked it up. "Here's all 8 of 'em..." She never knew why Gohan wanted them, but she knew better than to ask a Saiyan why they do things.
"I wonder how Goten will react to these..." Gohan gave it barely any thought before he spoke again. "Thank you! We should probably get going now though. Oh yea, is the room ready too?"
"Yea, everything should work fine. Your welcome, and yea, I guess you guys better get to it."
"Thanks again!" Gohan happily said as he flew back out of the door and outside.
"HEY! YOU CAN'T JUST LEAVE ME HERE! Humph...Shows how much he cares about me!" Bulma stomped her foot and started the long walk back.
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"Ok you guys, lets go to Dende's, and at least try to be calm." Gohan said while taking off into the air, side by side with Piccolo. Goten and Trunks flew off after them. Gohan could only think of how surprised they would be when they started training.
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"T-1 minute and counting." The feminine computer alerted Jenhuka, who was now wearing shin guards with spikes, red gloves tightly bonding to both his hands. He sat in the chair and awaited touchdown. His smile seemed to be growing bigger, and bigger. "10-9-8-7-6-5-4-3-2-1-0" The ship rumbled as it sank through the atmosphere. It landed with a great impact, Jenhuka hardly flinched. "Landing, complete. Scanning atmospheric conditions...Clear." He now stood at the back of the ship, a door flung open. His eye's darted back and forth. "Well, isn't this convenient." Dozens upon dozens of gray creatures circled his ship, he glanced over every single one of them, they all looked the same. They were slightly larger than he was; their entire body was gray, save for their hair. They had nothing different about any of them, except size. All of them with looks of bewilderment on their faces. The machine on his ear beeped to life. A small screen popped out in front of his left eye. "Scan for lowest power." An arrow with a circle pointed to a smaller one of the creatures, his power level was at 2. He shut his eyes and his body vanished, only to appear again behind the child.
"Grunsk caliouta gnikisa!" The creature next to the child screamed, he assumed it was its mother.
"Grunsk, come here!" The device spoke into Jenhuka's ear. He held his hand out towards the now fretful mother, a small white wave slammed into her, sending her flying back over the crowd of aliens. The creatures screamed, some ran, and some stood in shock. Jenhuka took that same hand and placed it flatly on the boy's chest, his other on his back. He drew the hand on his chest back a few inches, and then drove it back into the small and unsuspecting child. His small face went into shock. Jenhuka took his other hand of the bloodied child and sunk it into the middle of his chest, and held the child over his head. Blue blood was streaming down his arms, the creature coughing up blood everywhere. Screams of panic, fear, and anger arose from all around him. He ignored the noise and withdrew the first hand he plunged into him. The mark where his hand had entered was clear, his long fingers sopping with blood. Two aliens charged him; Jenhuka batted them away, not once taking his eyes off his victim. A smile spread across his face as he spun the boy around on his hand. If the creature were even alive now, he wouldn't be for long. He clenched his fist inside of 'Grunsk', and threw his body in the direction of the mother of the now dead being.
"Oops," When Jenhuka clenched his fist, he seemed to have grabbed something, drenched with blood, and still warm. He sunk his teeth into it, savagely he ripped back his teeth, then casually threw the organ back at the mother "I think this is yours." The scouter translated his words and spoke it back to them in their tongue. She dropped the body and charged him. When she was close enough she swung her fist at him, only to be caught. He squeezed it; loud cracks rang from her breaking limb. She didn't utter a word, and in an odd way, this angered him. He ripped the hand off. She stumbled back a few feet and came at him with her other hand, only to be stopped again, by Jenhuka throwing his hand sky ward, and striking the arm before it was anywhere near him. Her arm dropped to the ground.
"YOU WILL DIE!" The scouter translated one of the alien's words, his power level was at 24,728,093. That was considerably strong, and just enough for Jenhuka to decided to have some fun.
"HERIVA!" Another one of them shouted, (I guess this ones name is Heriva.) Jenhuka thought. Heriva dove at him, he aimed a fist at his head, Jenhuka easily evaded it. Using the momentum of the punch he threw he swung a kick at his head, it was dodged again. Heriva jumped at him again, throwing lightning fast punched everywhere, and Jen evaded every last one. He took one hand away from throwing useless punched and summoned his Ki, it took about two seconds to charge it, but two seconds could mean everything in a battle. Jenhuka paid the ball no mind, and continued to avoid the weak punches. And much to his surprise, the mans Ki skyrocketed, the ball grew immensely, and before Jenhuka could dodge, it was thrown. It hit Jenhuka straight in his chest, the ball was trying to push him back. He had two choices, one was to deflect the ball, and the other was to hit it back at the warrior, who actually managed to hit him with an attack.
"Try harder," Jenhuka spoke while slamming the red ball straight back into Heriva, and through his proud body. His stomach and most of is chest was replaced by a gaping hole. "Tell me, who is your leader, and who controls your planet." The scouter whizzed and spoke the words again.
"If we tell you, will you leave?" Jenhuka was beginning to be glad he decided to bring his new scouter.
"Let me put it this way, if you don't tell me, then your planet will be gone." He was beginning to think that he might not be able to fight the L-1 rank warrior.
"Our leader, is me. And I, control this planet." Jenhuka turned around to see a creature about his size, he stood out from the other's though, he had long blue hair, his eyes were glaring red, and the others were purely gray. His face was twisted into a look of fury, and anger. Jenhuka tapped his scouter, 98,527,934. (This must be the L-1 warrior), he thought, (I guess that the most powerful man usually does lead.) Dust whirled around the two warrior's feet. The planet looked peaceful; green trees, fields of grass, a lake sat about two hundred yards from the angered caretaker of the planet. Jen could see no sign of a settlement, anywhere. He noticed rather large crater's spread across the fields of grass, almost like the kind that Saiyan pods made when they landed. Yet he saw no pods. Some of the creatures were scrambling through the forest, carrying tree branches on their backs. With a flash of light Jenhuka was gone, and overhead of the forest. Then he saw it. A huge space ship, and hundreds of pods, that resembled that of a Saiyan pod, but these looked like they could fit numerous people.
"How long ago did you get here?" Jenhuka spoke, not turning around to acknowledge the leader of these pitiful people. He froze, (How did this guy know I followed him?) The creature's red eyes now glaring with rage, as he thought of possible answers.
"Do you have any idea who we are?" His pale gray skin came to life. A red aura flashed around him, his words echoed by his own power.
"You, my pathetic friend, are a planet hopper." Jenhuka tapped his scouter; his power reading was getting higher, slowly, but still higher. And in a tremendously loud boom, the creature's power shot up. "127,654,364... Impressive. But, you have no chance at beating me." He turned around to see the once small creature towering over him. His once gray skin was now red, his long green hair twisted down to his waist, claws shot out of his hands with a loud ripping noise. Muffled screams came from the people below. The screams were odd, they did not sound of anger, but something else. His scouter picked up numerous high powers. Hundreds.
They were screaming, from rage.
Battle cries.
A small hint of excitement shot into Jenhuka's face at the imminent blood shed. He felt about three creatures charging him from behind. All of them aimed their claws at his chest, and at the last second before they hit, Jen was gone. "AAHHH!" One of the creatures screamed as he saw him. They charged him again.
"This time, you will die..." Jenhuka spoke as he waited for them to attack again, and right before they touched him, he was above the middle one. He sank his feet into the red creature's chest, blood spat onto the other two's face. Jen span in the air with, kicking one across his head, he grabbed its hand before he was sent away by the mighty blow. And with more blood, the creature's hand was gone, and stabbed into his own neck. The last of the three creatures kicked at his head, Jen dodged and sank a fist into the bottom of the surprised warrior's back, his fist protruding his stomach. He flung the limp body back at the leader, he raised his hand and blasted the blood stained body into nothing.
"YOU WILL DIE!" The scouter translated and then showed his power level, 143,785,926. His long claws swiped down at Jen's neck, only to be stopped with a single finger, and a punch to his large chest.
"Come on, you can do better! Or can you?" The words shoved the creature's power up more. Dozens came barreling after him. (This is going to be fun).
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This story takes place after DBGT. The same characters. New story. I don't own Dragonball Z/GT, and if I did, do you think I would be writing this? "This means someone is talking", (This means someone is thinking). I will explain Piccolo being alive...so don't ask.
1 Year after the end of Dragonball GT
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A small gleam of light streaked through the blackness of space. A pod, containing a very important cargo. Life. A shadowy figure loomed inside the black sphere. His silver hair glistened in what little light the ship made. The creature sat motionlessly in a frozen state of conscience; its eyes flickered open at the sound of flashing lights and a low hum. "Who wants to die now..." The low voice the entity growled echoed in the shallowness of the transport. His eyes darted back and forth to see the problem the machine detected.
"Tirion life form... detected." A feminine voice filled the large mans ears. A feminine machine.
"Plot course... How many days will it take to get there?"
"Approximately 47 days." The computer answered quickly, almost as if it expected that question.
"Wake me up in 35 days." He spoke and hit a small yellow button. A white fog wafted into the air, his deep red eyes soon shut. (He won't survive this time). Slowly, he slipped into the same sleep of awareness. The ship careened past an asteroid field, its white vapor trail not once wavering. As the man faded away, so did any trace he was even there. Blackness and nothingness followed him.
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"Hurry up Goten!" Gohan yelled up at the three-story apartment building.
"What's the rush?" Goten rubbed his eyes as he peered out his window to see Gohan, Trunks, and Piccolo. All of them with a stern look fitted on their faces. He donned his shirt and hopped out the window. The 3 on the ground floated up to him.
"We are going to see Dende." Gohan's face went from emotionless to a frown, his eyes were blank. Goten only saw a face, a lifeless face, filled with nothing. A small frown on his face was the only mark of emotion, and feeling.
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The bleeping once again woke the man from his serene sleep. His red eyes locked onto the view screen. "Asteroid field, enclosing." The voice spoke, demoted of all feeling.
"Then go around it, and scan for life forms on nearby planets above S-7 standard rating. Within 20 hours off course." He closed his eyes slowly and tried not to blow up the damned computer.
"Affirmative... 103 life forms above S-7 standard found." The machine whirred and beeped as a planet flashed on the screen.
"Select planet with most warriors of that rank." A small, evil smile overcame his lips. He hadn't got to move for what seemed like an eternity.
"97 inhabitants of planet Enkrua match criteria. Plotting course now." His eyes flashed open with excitement.
(This must be the first planet with power that high and that Grudenga hasn't touched.) He thought with his eyes filled with a glimpse fit for a demon. "What is the highest rank on this planet?"
"L-1 is highest single rank on planet Enkrua. We will arrive in 47 minutes." The man's tanned white skin glowed with a dull light of anticipation. (No wonder that bastard never touched it... All the better for me) The glow vanished as he held up his hand, his palm flat and facing up. A dull green ball flittered to life inches above his hand.
"What is the average power level for that planet?"
"Average power level is 42.5 million." He almost dropped the energy in his hand at in shock of the numbers.
"And the strongest?"
"Rank L-1"
"Jenhuka, where are you going?" A low raspy voice startled him even more.
"I am going to investigate a planet with an average power level of 42.5 million." Jenhuka clenched his hand into a fist, small streams of light shot out of his knuckles, and dissipated into nothing as the energy ball was clenched. A frown rushed his face.
"And what is the highest power level?" The voice became louder, and more commanding.
"The highest power level is rank L-1, sir Teva." The devils grin returned to his face as he contemplated the upcoming battle.
"WHAT IS THE HIGHEST POWER LEVEL?!" Teva grew very impatient, and annoyed.
"I will check that now, sir. Computer, what is the highest power level on planet Enkrua?"
"Highest power level is, 96,304,057." The computer sounded off with no flaws, not even a hint of awareness of the reading. Jenhuka's red eyes flared, this would be better than he had hoped.
"Very well, find out who is controlling the planet, then, and only then, may you kill them." Teva's voice faded and with a short bleep of static, he was gone. (I'll have my fun... poor people,) He almost laughed at his own thoughts. They didn't need to live, (If they pledge their lives to me, I just might keep the strongest one for a play toy.) his grin grew, it was so hard to find an adequate partner these days. Maybe someone would show promise on this planet. He stood up and floated towards a small closet, he opened it and took out a blue pair of armor. He slid it on, he was rather tall, his skin looked tan, the armor had no shoulder padding on it, the gold of the straps on the suit stood out against the hair that drooped over it. He looked human, except for his eyes and hair. And the fact that he was about three feet taller than any average human male. His muscles protruded from the armor. Jenhuka picked up a small device and slid it over his ear, it resembled a scouter, but much smaller and with no screen.
"Computer, how long until we arrive on Enruka?" He spoke as he slipped his hands into two black gloves.
"Approximately, 34 minutes." Once again the machine was flawless.
"Very well. I might as well warm up for them." He spoke as he bent over and placed his hands flatly on the ground. Slowly he lifted his legs off the ground; he stopped when his body was at a 90-degree angle. He took one hand off the ground and placed it on his back, and started to do push-ups. When he came down he moved his legs straight up, and touched his nose to the ground, when he came up he move his legs back into the 90-degree angle. After a few minutes of this he finally spoke, "Computer, what is the estimated gravity of the planet?"
"Gravity is estimated at 24 GA."
"Change gravity to match the planet." A quiet whiz filled the ship, even his warrior's ears, that resembled that of an elf, barely heard it. With a small whoosh of air the gravity increased. He still continued doing his warm up, despite the fact that the gravity was about 14 times what it was he never slowed his pace or even seemed to notice the difference. "Alert me in 30 minutes from now."
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"Wait, lemme guess, another evil dude that needs his ass kicked?" Gotens voice was playful, he looked at Trunks for some sort of laughter. Nothing, Trunk's face was the same as Gohan's was. He didn't even want to see Piccolo's. If Gohan were like this then he would look ...scary.
"Don't forget that your dad isn't here, Goten." Trunks spoke quietly. Thinking about his father, who was off this planet for training. "And neither is mine." He lowered his head, thinking only of what would happen if they couldn't beat this opponent.
"Well, we have to train now." Gohan's body flashed with a blue Ki. "Let's go, oh and we have to stop by your moms, Trunks." He jetted into the air, leaving Trunks and Goten with puzzled looks of their faces. Piccolo knew that Gohan would have good reason, and flew off after him.
"I'll race ya!" Trunks said as he soared into the air, Goten shortly after him.
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Gohan landed in front of the Capsule Corporation, Piccolo a few feet behind him. They both started causally walking into the building. Goten and Trunks loudly flew in front of them and into the building. "I won!" Trunks yelled a bit louder than he had intended. Goten hovered just inside the door, and landed. He started walking calmly towards Trunks, who was still floating in the air. His eyes went from Trunks, and back down to someone else.
"Hi Bulma!" Goten said with a smug grin on his face. Trunks froze.
"Would you mind coming down here?" Bulma said with a red face, her foot tapping loudly on the floor. Trunks turned around and slowly floated down onto the ground.
"Sorry mom I-" Trunks was cut short by Gohan, who had seen the whole thing, running up to Bulma and hugging her.
"It's been awhile!" Gohan said, letting her go and motioning Trunks and Goten to leave. They slowly and quietly walked through another door, Piccolo followed. Once they were gone Gohan spoke again. "So, did you finish what I asked?" Bulma, still confused and not quite as mad, nodded.
"Yea! Come on, let's go get them!" Bulma gleefully spoke, she was just glad that somebody still needed her help. She took Gohan's hand and led him through another door. They walked through the long, narrow and winding halls until they reached a dead end with a door. Gohan opened the door for her and they proceeded inside the huge room. Machines and tubes lined the room. "It'd be quicker if we flew..." Bulma tried not to sound too insisting but Gohan got the point.
"Ok." Gohan said with a smile, Bulma smiled back and got on his back. They floated up slowly and Bulma pointed where to go. They slowly glided across the room; he landed and let her off carefully.
"Thanks!" She spoke like she was still a child, but Gohan was glad to see that she was still the happy person he had always known her to be. She ran over to a small case and picked it up. "Here's all 8 of 'em..." She never knew why Gohan wanted them, but she knew better than to ask a Saiyan why they do things.
"I wonder how Goten will react to these..." Gohan gave it barely any thought before he spoke again. "Thank you! We should probably get going now though. Oh yea, is the room ready too?"
"Yea, everything should work fine. Your welcome, and yea, I guess you guys better get to it."
"Thanks again!" Gohan happily said as he flew back out of the door and outside.
"HEY! YOU CAN'T JUST LEAVE ME HERE! Humph...Shows how much he cares about me!" Bulma stomped her foot and started the long walk back.
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"Ok you guys, lets go to Dende's, and at least try to be calm." Gohan said while taking off into the air, side by side with Piccolo. Goten and Trunks flew off after them. Gohan could only think of how surprised they would be when they started training.
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"T-1 minute and counting." The feminine computer alerted Jenhuka, who was now wearing shin guards with spikes, red gloves tightly bonding to both his hands. He sat in the chair and awaited touchdown. His smile seemed to be growing bigger, and bigger. "10-9-8-7-6-5-4-3-2-1-0" The ship rumbled as it sank through the atmosphere. It landed with a great impact, Jenhuka hardly flinched. "Landing, complete. Scanning atmospheric conditions...Clear." He now stood at the back of the ship, a door flung open. His eye's darted back and forth. "Well, isn't this convenient." Dozens upon dozens of gray creatures circled his ship, he glanced over every single one of them, they all looked the same. They were slightly larger than he was; their entire body was gray, save for their hair. They had nothing different about any of them, except size. All of them with looks of bewilderment on their faces. The machine on his ear beeped to life. A small screen popped out in front of his left eye. "Scan for lowest power." An arrow with a circle pointed to a smaller one of the creatures, his power level was at 2. He shut his eyes and his body vanished, only to appear again behind the child.
"Grunsk caliouta gnikisa!" The creature next to the child screamed, he assumed it was its mother.
"Grunsk, come here!" The device spoke into Jenhuka's ear. He held his hand out towards the now fretful mother, a small white wave slammed into her, sending her flying back over the crowd of aliens. The creatures screamed, some ran, and some stood in shock. Jenhuka took that same hand and placed it flatly on the boy's chest, his other on his back. He drew the hand on his chest back a few inches, and then drove it back into the small and unsuspecting child. His small face went into shock. Jenhuka took his other hand of the bloodied child and sunk it into the middle of his chest, and held the child over his head. Blue blood was streaming down his arms, the creature coughing up blood everywhere. Screams of panic, fear, and anger arose from all around him. He ignored the noise and withdrew the first hand he plunged into him. The mark where his hand had entered was clear, his long fingers sopping with blood. Two aliens charged him; Jenhuka batted them away, not once taking his eyes off his victim. A smile spread across his face as he spun the boy around on his hand. If the creature were even alive now, he wouldn't be for long. He clenched his fist inside of 'Grunsk', and threw his body in the direction of the mother of the now dead being.
"Oops," When Jenhuka clenched his fist, he seemed to have grabbed something, drenched with blood, and still warm. He sunk his teeth into it, savagely he ripped back his teeth, then casually threw the organ back at the mother "I think this is yours." The scouter translated his words and spoke it back to them in their tongue. She dropped the body and charged him. When she was close enough she swung her fist at him, only to be caught. He squeezed it; loud cracks rang from her breaking limb. She didn't utter a word, and in an odd way, this angered him. He ripped the hand off. She stumbled back a few feet and came at him with her other hand, only to be stopped again, by Jenhuka throwing his hand sky ward, and striking the arm before it was anywhere near him. Her arm dropped to the ground.
"YOU WILL DIE!" The scouter translated one of the alien's words, his power level was at 24,728,093. That was considerably strong, and just enough for Jenhuka to decided to have some fun.
"HERIVA!" Another one of them shouted, (I guess this ones name is Heriva.) Jenhuka thought. Heriva dove at him, he aimed a fist at his head, Jenhuka easily evaded it. Using the momentum of the punch he threw he swung a kick at his head, it was dodged again. Heriva jumped at him again, throwing lightning fast punched everywhere, and Jen evaded every last one. He took one hand away from throwing useless punched and summoned his Ki, it took about two seconds to charge it, but two seconds could mean everything in a battle. Jenhuka paid the ball no mind, and continued to avoid the weak punches. And much to his surprise, the mans Ki skyrocketed, the ball grew immensely, and before Jenhuka could dodge, it was thrown. It hit Jenhuka straight in his chest, the ball was trying to push him back. He had two choices, one was to deflect the ball, and the other was to hit it back at the warrior, who actually managed to hit him with an attack.
"Try harder," Jenhuka spoke while slamming the red ball straight back into Heriva, and through his proud body. His stomach and most of is chest was replaced by a gaping hole. "Tell me, who is your leader, and who controls your planet." The scouter whizzed and spoke the words again.
"If we tell you, will you leave?" Jenhuka was beginning to be glad he decided to bring his new scouter.
"Let me put it this way, if you don't tell me, then your planet will be gone." He was beginning to think that he might not be able to fight the L-1 rank warrior.
"Our leader, is me. And I, control this planet." Jenhuka turned around to see a creature about his size, he stood out from the other's though, he had long blue hair, his eyes were glaring red, and the others were purely gray. His face was twisted into a look of fury, and anger. Jenhuka tapped his scouter, 98,527,934. (This must be the L-1 warrior), he thought, (I guess that the most powerful man usually does lead.) Dust whirled around the two warrior's feet. The planet looked peaceful; green trees, fields of grass, a lake sat about two hundred yards from the angered caretaker of the planet. Jen could see no sign of a settlement, anywhere. He noticed rather large crater's spread across the fields of grass, almost like the kind that Saiyan pods made when they landed. Yet he saw no pods. Some of the creatures were scrambling through the forest, carrying tree branches on their backs. With a flash of light Jenhuka was gone, and overhead of the forest. Then he saw it. A huge space ship, and hundreds of pods, that resembled that of a Saiyan pod, but these looked like they could fit numerous people.
"How long ago did you get here?" Jenhuka spoke, not turning around to acknowledge the leader of these pitiful people. He froze, (How did this guy know I followed him?) The creature's red eyes now glaring with rage, as he thought of possible answers.
"Do you have any idea who we are?" His pale gray skin came to life. A red aura flashed around him, his words echoed by his own power.
"You, my pathetic friend, are a planet hopper." Jenhuka tapped his scouter; his power reading was getting higher, slowly, but still higher. And in a tremendously loud boom, the creature's power shot up. "127,654,364... Impressive. But, you have no chance at beating me." He turned around to see the once small creature towering over him. His once gray skin was now red, his long green hair twisted down to his waist, claws shot out of his hands with a loud ripping noise. Muffled screams came from the people below. The screams were odd, they did not sound of anger, but something else. His scouter picked up numerous high powers. Hundreds.
They were screaming, from rage.
Battle cries.
A small hint of excitement shot into Jenhuka's face at the imminent blood shed. He felt about three creatures charging him from behind. All of them aimed their claws at his chest, and at the last second before they hit, Jen was gone. "AAHHH!" One of the creatures screamed as he saw him. They charged him again.
"This time, you will die..." Jenhuka spoke as he waited for them to attack again, and right before they touched him, he was above the middle one. He sank his feet into the red creature's chest, blood spat onto the other two's face. Jen span in the air with, kicking one across his head, he grabbed its hand before he was sent away by the mighty blow. And with more blood, the creature's hand was gone, and stabbed into his own neck. The last of the three creatures kicked at his head, Jen dodged and sank a fist into the bottom of the surprised warrior's back, his fist protruding his stomach. He flung the limp body back at the leader, he raised his hand and blasted the blood stained body into nothing.
"YOU WILL DIE!" The scouter translated and then showed his power level, 143,785,926. His long claws swiped down at Jen's neck, only to be stopped with a single finger, and a punch to his large chest.
"Come on, you can do better! Or can you?" The words shoved the creature's power up more. Dozens came barreling after him. (This is going to be fun).
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