One Saiyan grows up in a world not meant for him, and it turns him cold. He did not mean to produce a child with an Earthling, but what happens when, years later, he meets the son he never meant to have? One mistake can haunt your whole life... or change it.
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Chapter One {The Saiyan}
As he was flying away from the planet he had just spent a week on, Kakarot could not believe his own foolishness. He had allowed a moment of weakness for one moment. One moment that changed his life. One minute, he was tossing a bald monk around like a rag doll. Next, some sort of green, pointy-eared goblin had hit him in the back with some sort of ki blast. Kakarot had not been more angry in his life, promising to end their pitiful lives. The last thing he remembered before falling unconscious was a young women of that planet defending him. Kakarot had awoken to the black-haired lady tending his injuries. She had smiled and fed him, taking care of him when no one else would. She wasn't like the Saiyans - she cared. It was unsettling to him. He had stayed with her for a week, her slowly growing closer. Kakarot had an hour of weakness, where he spent the night in bed with the woman. She still hadn't given him her name, as he wouldn't give her his. He couldn't believe his own foolishness, to allow that sort of thing to happen. He did not bond with the woman, as she was not a Saiyan and did not deserve to be bonded with a Saiyan as himself. Born of a third-class warrior, Bardock, Kakarot was always determined to make it to the top of the food chain. He wouldn't repeat his father's mistakes and get killed by Frieza. He would definitely not use his older brother as an example and flaunt his power. Raditz was a weakling. As of now, Kakarot was Frieza's right-hand man.
The woman had silently cried as he left her without a word. He did not care. He didn't know much about these strange Earthlings, so he was not aware of how fertile they were. Saiyans often had difficulty producing a child, let alone two, but perhaps Earthlings had an easier time of conceiving a child. If so, the woman most likely had a half Saiyan, half human child inside of her at this moment. Kami knew how difficult that must be. A weak human, producing a Saiyan child? Unspeakable. In a year, if the planet was still around, he would go and check up on the woman, see if the child was worth taking with him. Hm, no, perhaps he'd just send Raditz to do it. Yes, that was a good idea. Kakarot smirked as he leaned back in the pod he was in. The Earth-woman had seen to it's repairs, which he was thankful for, but also confused. He had done nothing to deserve her kindness. Oh well. Perhaps if the planet was to be destroyed, he would ask Frieza to spare her. Or not. It would make him seem weak... he'd decide later. Kakarot had his tail wrapped around his wrist, the newest version of battle armor on his body. A dark blue spandex suit covered his whole body, wrists to ankles. He didn't enjoy showing his skin. The spandex was reinforced, making it incredibly durable, yet able to fit any body. He had on thick, white boots that ended just below his knee, giving him free movement. Again, reinforced for durability in a fight. His gloves were of the same material, colour, and durability as his boots, and he had on orange and white armor. His chest plate was white over his actual chest, with orange accents. Unlike the normal armor, his didn't have those stupid shoulder spikes. Instead, he preferred the straps that ran across his shoulders. He simply had on the chest armor, finding any extra guard for his legs unnecessary.
Kakarot didn't take a second to consider his actions, not one. He refused to take responsibility for the child that the woman might be carrying. His son or daughter? He could care less. Kakarot had already set the coordinates for Frieza's base, where he would report back to the lord. Frieza had given him two weeks off of work as a reward for a job well done. Kakarot had been away for three days when he started fighting on Earth. He now had five days left of his vacation, but he knew Frieza would expect him back soon. That was the way they worked - Kakarot would be given rewards and only use half of it in "service of his Lord". His mother, Gine, was a disgrace to the Saiyan race. All she did was distribute meat to the Saiyans, to his kind. That was her purpose in life. His father was a fighter, but Kakarot was easily more powerful than his father. Raditz was a disgrace, inheriting all of Gine's uselessness. Raditz liked to prance around and pretend that he was strong, but the fact remained that Raditz was weak and useless. He simply tagged along with everyone as a meat shield. The only Saiyan Kakarot truly respected was Prince Vegeta. The two were on equal grounds in terms of power, but Frieza liked Kakarot's obedient nature to Vegeta's rebellious one. The two always had a rivalry together, but they worked well together when purging planets. Frieza would often send them together if the warriors proved to be strong in nature. Kakarot closed his eyes, his tail moving slightly in agitation. He was anxious to kill someone, something again. It was a deed that Kakarot could lose himself him, lose his sense of himself. He could get rid of his pent up emotions, and especially this annoying, lingering sense of... loneliness. He missed that Earth woman. Kakarot scowled, his face twisting up. He refused to miss her! He would not! Kakarot looked up as Frieza's base came into view.
"Identify yourself." the voice in the intercom beeped in, connecting to his pod.
"Kakarot, Saiyan." Kakarot said in a bored tone.
"Continue." the voice left his pod as he landed on the base, more than prepared to continue his murderous life.
(This world is very different from the original anime. During the course of Dragon Ball, Krillin trained with Yamcha on his own. The Dragon Balls were gathered and Pilaf was defeated by Krillin, the hero of the Earth. Bulma and Yamcha started dating on and off throughout the years. Krillin continued his adventures, meeting Tien. In a combined effort, Tien, Krillin, and Yamcha killed King Piccolo and allowed Piccolo Junior to live. The three found the egg and slowly guided the younger Piccolo to a better life. He joined the Z Fighters, helping to defend the Earth despite his bad attitude. Piccolo now stays as far away as possible from the other Z Fighters and will not seek social interaction with them. He will attack and try to kill them, as he hates the Z Fighters. As for Goku, Frieza never decided to blow up the Saiyans, merely killing King Vegeta. Goku grew up as Kakarot under Frieza's rule. Kakarot attacked the Earth as a way of testing his abilities, and got his butt kicked. Chi-Chi, who was a Z Fighter, due to her martial arts prowess, saved Kakarot and nursed him back to health. Chi-Chi then slept with Kakarot and became pregnant. Nine months later, Kakarot's son was born. Chi-Chi named him after the man who trained her to fight - Gohan. She continued to raise him as a fighter and a scholar, determined to make him the best of the best. Four years have passed since Gohan's birth, now an active toddler.)
"MOOOMMMMMMMYYYY!" Gohan yelled, his short and stubby legs running as fast as possible towards his house. He lived in the Ox Kingdom, and was currently running through the village. The villagers turned their heads and watched as their future Prince screamed, running towards his Mommy. They were all wondering what was wrong with the boy this time. Following Gohan was a very frustrated Krillin, and everyone realized what had happened.
"Uncle Krillin tried to grab my tail again!" Gohan screamed, hiding behind his mother's leg. She had been washing clothes with some of the villagers, and had turned to her son. He clutched his small fists into the fabric, peeking out from behind her. She could feel his tail wrapped around her leg, which to Gohan, was a sign of complete trust.
"Krillin?" Chi-Chi raised an eyebrow as Krillin ran over to her, exasperated.
"He just won't train!" Krillin yelled in frustration. "You says that he trains with you, but he doesn't put in an effort with anyone else! He just sits there and screams. Chi-Chi, I like Gohan very much. But I don't think he's cut out to be a fighter! You can't just beat the emotion and fear out of someone, it doesn't work like that! See how unhappy he is? And when I tried to get him angry by trying to pull his tail, he ran! I can't take trying to train him anymore. Yamcha's already given up and Tien could care less. And who knows where Piccolo might be, and if he wouldn't kill the kid." Krillin took a deep breath, calming himself. "I just don't think that he's cut out for this." Krillin deadpanned.
Chi-Chi merely sighed. "Give him time, Krillin. He is only four, after all. He needs time to actually grow up. He will get better." Chi-Chi turned around and picked Gohan up. She stroked her hand through his thick black hair, that felt so much like his father's. He had a tail like his father as well, but his personality... was all his own. Little Gohan was gentle and shy. He didn't like meeting new people. He was very friendly, but also incredibly scared of everything that moved. Gohan would often hide behind Chi-Chi, and truthfully, she loved it. She hadn't felt needed, but felt abandoned by the man she thought she loved. This child was also his, and it seemed that his son absorbed all of the kindness that the man might have had. Gohan filled the hole in her heart that he left, by making her feel wanted and needed and loved. Gohan never failed to bring about peace to Chi-Chi, which is why she didn't reprimand his scared nature. Gohan leaned his head against her chest, comforted by her scent. She felt his fluffy tail wrap around her wrist and relax, her scent alone lulling her son to sleep. She smiled as she rocked him back and forth, then summoned her ki, floating there in the air.
"Krillin, I'm going to put Gohan to bed. Afterwards, I need to have a long conversation with you and the rest of the Z Fighters. Gather everyone and meet me in Gohan's bedroom - there's something very important we need to discuss." Chi-Chi gave Krillin a long, hard look. The ex-monk gulped nervously and nodded. The only person on the face of this planet that Chi-Chi went easy on was Gohan. Krillin shot off as the young mother put her child to bed. Krillin had a major crush on Chi-Chi, and decided the best way to impress her was to help take care of her son. But what happened if that alien man that fathered Chi-Chi's son came back?
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