Dragon Ball Super - Goten's Potential Unmasked
Pain is all over my body. Alas, I've tried to make it better by eating Senzu Beans, but no matter how many of them I consume, I will simply not recover. What is going on inside me? Dad, brother, Trunks, and everyone else… I am sorry for disappointing you. I tried to defeat her - I really did, but all of my attacks were futile, albeit I promise you one thing; one day, I will become a Super Saiyan 3 on my own - no fusions needed. Maybe then, I'll be able to train to become an almighty Super Saiyan God. We'll see, though, for I probably don't have what it takes to, at the very least, become a Super Saiyan 2. When I recover, I'll train hard as if there'll be no tomorrow, because truth be told, there won't be one unless I try my hardest…
"Goten, wake up!"
Those were the first words that I heard when the day started.
"It's time to eat your breakfast, son. If you want to recover, you'll have to be a fit young man."
"Sure, but mom, where is father? I need to see him."
"First eat. I cooked this food for two hours and I am hoping it was for no reason. Really, and I mean really hope that."
"Alright mother, I will eat, don't worry about it.
So I ate, but truth be told, I didn't enjoy the food too much. By taste it was delicious - grilled chicken, ten bowls of rice, broccoli, and a lot of carrot, but it simply wasn't a good occasion for me to be eating. While I was sitting down doing nothing, my father, the legendary Super Saiyan God Goku, was training without hesitation. I simply couldn't be wasting any more time in my mom's house. Without asking for permission regardless of how dishonorable it could have been, I left and headed to Bulma. I seriously needed her help if I wanted to train with my dad.
I flew inside her laboratory and found her, completely ignoring her parents because this was an emergency.
"Bulma." I said, "I need to see my father now."
"Goten? What's the matter?"
"The matter doesn't matter!" I yelled, "I really need to train right now!"
"But your last battle… you were severely injured. You need to go home and wait until you're in a stable condition."
"My last battle ended the way it did because of a very simple reason; I haven't trained in a long time, and now I am simply wasting my time!"
"But Gote-"
"Bulma, stop clowning around! I need to become a Super Saiyan 3 if I even want to start my journey as a true warrior and protect everything dear to me properly!"
"So that's what's going on. Fine, I'll help you, but know that it will probably take us a-"
"It can't take very long, Bulma! You're a scientist, so do your magic!"
"Stop interrupting me!" She snapped. "This is my solution, Goten: first, I'll build a ship; second, you'll use that ship to go to the planet of the Yardrats, for that is where Goku learned Instant Transmission; third, you'll use such technique to teleport to where your father is. He said something about having to know the energy of the being you want to teleport to, right? So you already know his energy or spirit - whatever you want to call it. You'll be able to get exactly to where he is in no time, except the time it'll take for me to build the ship and however long it may take for you to get to the planet of the Yardrats."
I smile with a face full of joy. "Bulma, I am extremely sorry for having talked to you the way I did. It's just that the despair was getting in my head and I simply… you know, I…"
"You exploded. That's understandable, Goten. You're seventeen and you are exactly like your father was back in the day so it's only natural for you to act that way. You're a Saiyan after all."
"Right." I felt so happy at the moment - she understood exactly the pain that I was going through, and instead of arguing with me about being a spoiled child or giving me a lecture about appreciating what I have, she just straight-up decided to help me out. "Anyway, you rock so much. I've got to go now Bulma. See you around!"
"Bye, Goten! Be careful and remember, come back tomorrow at this time for the ship!"
"I will!"
And thus I left. Now, I felt completely out of shape, but my recovery was almost complete, hereby, I decided it was time for me to train all of my attacks. Where was I gonna go? I was going to Roshi's, that's where. After all, he is the one who invented the Kamehameha according to my brother Gohan. While my Kamehameha was already perfect at the time and I didn't need to improve it, I had been under recovery for a very long time and I was very sure that I would not do good with my Ki-based attacks the way I was, so I simply could not find anyone who could assist me better. After all, it's not the physical power that counts; it's the wisdom and how you use it.
Roshi, here I come.
