The sun rose over a small tiny little island, a island so small that there was little room for anything else on it then the small pink home that happened to be dead center on the little clay. It was an island that had a endless view of the sea that happened to be around it. It was also the home of the strongest man on the face of the earth, the strongest human who perhaps had ever lived in the history of the world.
Now one would expect the strongest human in history to be somewhere training, working hard to increase his strength and skills. Yet, this was far from the case and the man who was the strongest didn't look the role either. One would expect a man who would be in their thirties, or twenties in perfect shape, working hard to keep at the peak of human ability. Yet, this man wouldn't of fit that role in the least, this man would have been the opposite of what one would of looked for when looking for the greatest ever.
Now, Master Roshi, the strongest man alive was old, bald from the years of his life, with a long white beard and wrinkles on his face that showed his age. Even his posture showed that the great turtle hermit was very much in his older years. The fact which would be correct, as Master Roshi happened to be over 300 years old, a feat that was not possible for the common human being. Yet, the old man was, as he relaxed, there was only one other person in his age bracket, and that was the crane hermit, his old friend, and rival as well.
Master Roshi sat on his reclining chair that happened to be rather close to his home. He was listening to the sound of a beautiful woman as she gave the details on working out. His interest had nothing to do with the working out part of course, and just was interested in listening to the voice of the beautiful woman. Master Roshi loved beautiful women and loved just watch and listen to beautiful women, it was for that reason, that he hadn't been able to fly the nimbus cloud pretty much ever. As he sat there in bliss, he wasn't worried about things, and was completely content with life.
As the tape came to an end, a new thought came into his mind, as the old master thought about a visitor he had a few days before, Gohan. He was more than glad to see his former student who wasn't one to act anything like the strange Ox-King who meant well but was still rather different, but still both his students were odd for the lack of a better word. Still they were both aging, and then there would be no one left who knew his style of martial arts. What would happen if King Piccolo somehow came back some day, no would be there to stop him from taking over and destroying humanity if he failed. He knew that Crane was not afraid of taking students, he heard this through the grapevine recently too.
Of course finding a student was far easier said then done, as there were not that many special people who could even do his training and there was no way that he was going to let just anyone learn. It took a special person who had the will and desire to learn and the want to learn to become his student. He wasn't going to open some try out to see who was going to be the next student either, that would just be rather silly. He knew then so many want to bes and never could bes would show up and try to be his student. No, it was best to leave this up the whims of fate and chance to decide. Of course, he had no clue that his next student was going to be on his way, a student that would be ideal for him and destined to be his student was coming towards him.
A young boy was rowing a boat, at that moment towards Roshi's island, he had left his home and headed out to find Master Roshi. He was a former monk from the Orin Temple. The young man was small even for his age, a fact that he was reminded of all the time, when he was picked on in the temple. It was something that drove him to leave, to find a path to become stronger and to be a great warrior. He was a drive young boy who wanted to be a greater warrior then he happened to be in that moment. He was a young boy who knew that he only could reach his goals by finding the mythical Master Roshi Figure and talking him into teaching him.
Krillin was prepared for this trip, and he was prepared for talking his way into becoming Master Roshi's students. He knew Roshi's weakness and that was of course beautiful women. He had gotten a whole bunch of dirty magazines to give to Master Roshi to impress him and to help convince him to let him be his student. He knew that was unlikely but he hope that it would work. Of course, that wasn't the only challenge that was facing him, but he knew that he would do what he had to do to get to Roshi. He traveled from his home across the great desert and rowed a row boat across the sea to the island or towards the island to talk Roshi into training him.
Krillin smiled as he saw the small home, it was his goal, and it meant that the first step in his aims and goals were done with. He smiled as he got up and put down the oar to his boat and then prepared himself to jump. He pressed off with his feet and jumped high into the air, jumping the far distance from where his row boat happened to be at the moment and then landing on the sand of the beach. He looked up with a triumphant smile on his face for a moment. The thought of his success was able to go through his mind before he fell on his face, right into the sand. He felt a great deal of embarrassment from his failure, it was such a stupid thing to have happen to himself. He had to recover fast from his mistake and he smiled as he looked at Roshi.
"Hi you are the great Master Roshi. I am Krillin,, I have come all the way from a village in the east. Please allow me to become your student," Krillin said introducing himself and cutting to the point giving Roshi the reason why he was there if Roshi had any question why he was there in the first place.
Master Roshi looked at Krillin for a moment as he heard the comment and was glad that his eyes were hidden behind his sunglasses. This kid had came a long way to be his student, that was a good sign. It showed that he had a great desire and drive to train and learn with him, that was one of the things that he needed in his student. Still the kid was such a goof though, which worried him a bit, though his normal student was normally a goof.
"I am sorry, I know that you came a long way, but I do not taken in every boy who shows up at my door," he replied as he then looked back over at his home still thinking about taking in the young boy as his student as he couldn't forget the advice Gohan had given him to take a new student. He then saw it a twinkle in the eye of Krillin in that next moment. He saw something in his hands that surprised him.
Krillin had taken out his magazines that he brought and now was showing them all for him to look at. It was now or never and he couldn't hold anything back, and had to use Roshi's weakness to convince him into taking him in as a student. "Maybe some quiet reading will change your mind, there is plenty of stuff to read here while you train me," he suggested as he held out the magazines. "I brought them just for you."
Roshi grabbed the magazines from the young boy, who shouldn't have them in the first place, but still, this told him a lot. The young man was smart to do his research before going into a situation, and he had given him something too. He was clever, a attribute that happened to be a good one for a fighter. "Krillin, I have decided," he said looking at the young boy out of his glasses, "I will taken you in as my student."
Krillin was excited, and it showed on his face, he had been taken in his was a student of the great Master Roshi. He would work hard and show those other monks at the Orin temple that he was strong, and he would become stronger than all of them with time. He honestly couldn't think of a better moment in his whole life. Of course, he had no clue just how hard training would be or the events that were just about to happen that would impact his life.
"Go inside, while I put these magazines away," He said knowing that he would be reading the magazines, but also knowing that he would not read them all at once, as well. He walked into the house soon after the young yellow clad young man walked into the home. Things were going to be much more lively in the days that were to come. He put his magazines in a secret place before he made sure that the young man was settling in already.
Krillin was having no problem settling in, as he didn't bring much, he could only brought what he could carry with him on the trip. He was putting his things away when he suddenly heard a knock at the door. "Master Roshi, there is someone here to see you," he called out loudly so that he made sure that he was heard.
Roshi very much did hear him, and looked up and walked towards the door. He could see out the window of his home and saw just who was visiting him. He blinked and then smiled, of this blue haired woman wanted to be his student, this was a banner day in his life,. He felt a extra spring in his step as he walked towards the door to greet this woman.