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Update note:
Version 1.2
I've revised these chapters and improved it at many places.
I cant believe how terrible it is compared to the post-beta-read chapters. Just more proof of how much I need it.
Ch 1 A Wish
It was a few weeks after the mysterious destruction of the Red Ribbon Army.
A young boy was running along the mountain road. It was a most exceptional boy. He was wearing a yellow shirt underneath a blue gi, and had spiky black hair. His most distinguishing trait would be the soft, brown, monkey-like tail he waved behind him.
After a sizable lunch, which would feed a normal human for a week, the boy laid down on his back. As he watched the clouds pass over slowly, he let his mind go over the events of the past few weeks. So much had happened. He had almost won the World Martial Arts Tournament, followed by his battle with the RR Army. Then he met with his deceased grandfather Gohan, gathered the dragon balls and reunited a young boy with his father.
'Upa and his father.' In his minds eye he could see the happy boy sitting on his father's shoulder.
'They must be so happy together.' He grinned to himself, as his thoughts went to his friends.
'I wonder how Yamcha and Krillin are doing. They must be training hard with Master Roshi. I hope they are getting lots stronger for the next tournament. And Bulma, Puar and Oolong are with them too.'
Suddenly he felt alone. Shaking his head he tried to forget it as he stood up. Instead, he turned his mind to his first tournament.
'Some of those guys were really strong, like Jacky Chan. And I can't believe everyone stared at me… just because I have a tail?' He paused for a moment, looking at said appendage. 'Wait, Krillin didn't have a tail. He was even surprised when he found out I did. And neither did Bulma, or Yamcha, or anyone else I've met.' He looked to the sky again.
'Maybe if I travel the world, I'll find someone else with a tail. I can't be the only one right? But where? No one I know knew anything about other people with tails.' It was then that his eye fell on a white stone in his backpack. A perfect sphere, and completely smooth. The four star dragon ball. He picked it up.
'I know, I could ask the dragon.' He scratched his head. 'Wait, I won't be able to summon him for another year. Oh well,' As he slung his bag over his shoulder, put his hands behind his head and started walking again, 'I'll just have to wait then. Hey, maybe I'll meet someone before that, then I don't have to wish for it at all.'
Now, over a year had passed, and little Goku had not yet found anyone else with a tail. Thus, he went over to West City to ask Bulma if he could borrow her radar. Gathering the dragon balls again was rather easy. The only one that gave him trouble was the one held by a fat man, who would not part with it. Eventually, after a few days of chasing, Goku managed to trade the ball for a mountain load of food.
Goku stood at the edge of a forest, with a few trees standing around him.
'This is it.'He thought. He looked at the seven orange balls, and spoke up.
"Eternal dragon, I have a wish!"
The sky darkened, and lighting flashed. Then the balls glowed brightly as a yellow beam shot up into the clouds. The beam bended and twisted around, and the light wore off, revealing a large, green serpent floating in the sky.
"You have awakened me. I shall grant you a single wish within my power." The low and heavy voice boomed.
"Dragon, I wish could meet someone like me!" Goku shouted up.
"As you wish." The dragons red eyes lighted up, and a yellow light formed next to the dragon balls. The light took the shape of a human. Then it settled down, and the orange orbs were lifted up into the sky.
"Your wish has been granted." The dragon said, before disappearing, and the dragon balls shot high up the sky. Goku, not letting his eyes off the four star ball, jumped up high. And, as the balls scattered, he caught it before it could fly off. The sky turned back to normal, and Goku landed with the ball in his hand.
It was now that he turned his attention to the shape that appeared out of the yellow light. It was a boy, hardly any taller than Goku was. He laid down unto his back, with his eyes shut. He had spiky black hair, and was wearing some strange armour. He also had a red glass-like thing on the left side of his face. Goku was disappointed when he looked behind the boy, but saw no tail sticking out. Then he noticed the brown, furry belt the strange boy had wrapped around his waist.
Goku crept closer silently, though not sure why, and prodded the new boy. He did not react. Yet a regular moving off his chest betrayed his breathing. Our lovable hero straightened his back.
'He's sleeping. I wonder if its night where he's from. I know, I'll go get some breakfast for when he wakes up.' He ran off towards the forest, but slowed down after a few steps.
'Wait, if he's like me, then he should eat as much as I do.' Grinning and running again. 'I better go get a lot.'
But when Goku returned with as much meat and fruit as he could carry, the new boy was no longer there. Dropping the food, he ran towards the spot where he left him. The scent was still there, and it was fresh. He could not have missed him for more than a few minutes. Yet the scent was not around the spot where the boy had lain, as if he shot straight up into the sky.
A gently wind blew from the forest behind him; it carried the strange boy's scent. Goku perked up, and turned towards the direction of the source. He eyed the trees at the edge, until his eye caught a tiny speck of bright blue. He was about to open his mouth when the boy literally flew out of the trees, covered the distance in the blink of an eye, and kicked him in the head. Goku was flown backwards, until he landed headfirst against a tree. He was stunned for a bit. Then he shot up and his eyes immediately found his attacker. He was at the pile of food Goku had brought, and was eating so fast his hand appeared to be blurs.
"Wow, you must be hungry." Goku chuckled. At the sound of his voice, the boy whipped around.
"You're strong." Goku continued, as he walked towards him, grinning. "I've never seen anyone move that fast." The boy edged backward slightly, and had a weary look in his eyes.
"You're stronger then I thought, kid." He replied in a high pitched voice. "But you should have pretended to be dead." He tried to sound intimidating.
"Why should I do that?" Goku asked confused. He tilted his head slightly.
"Because I'm going to kill you?" The boy retorted, also confused. This kid calmness worked on his nerves.
"Why would you do that? I haven't done anything to you." Goku answered, the grin now gone. "Besides, I brought you food." He then added, as if that settled matters.
And apparently it did, because the new boy did not answer. Although that might have been because he was too stunned for words. Yet he did not take his eyes off his opponents face.
Goku walked up to him
"Hi, I'm Goku." He said, the grin returning to his face.
"Vegeta." He boy answered, unsure of what to do. "Why would you bring me food?" He asked eventually.
"Well, I thought you would be hungry after you woke up. I always am." Goku said, putting his hands behind his head again. He had forgotten that the new boy kicked him into a tree just a few seconds ago. "And a brought you a lot because I thought you would eat as much as I do."
"Why would you think…" Vegeta started, until his eyes finely left Goku's face, and found his tail. "You, you're, you are… a Saiyan?" He stuttered, now completely confused.
"What's a Saiyan?" Goku asked.
"I'm a Saiyan." Vegeta answered.
"Then I guess I am too, since I'm like you." Goku said smiling, as if that made sense to him.
'Ok, so he's an idiot.'Vegeta concluded, finely letting down his guard. 'Kind of like Nappa, but without the big muscles. And the constant annoying questions.'
"But that doesn't tell me what a Saiyan is." Goku spoke up again.
'Scratch that.'He continued. 'Dammed, you remind me of Raditz.' Then a light went up in the back of his head. "Wait, you're Kakarot."
"But I thought was a Saiyan, whatever that is." Goku replied innocently.
"No, your name is Kakarot." Vegeta said.
"No, my name is Goku. And you still haven't told me what a Saiyan is."
'This is going nowhere.' Vegeta sighed. 'This boy is worse than the other two combined. At least they know when to shut up.' Yet the boy caught his interest. "Where am I?" He asked.
"I asked you first."
"Fine, if you tell me where I am and how I got here, I'll tell you about the Saiyans."
"Ok." Goku replied happily. "I wished you here." He then said, as if that was the most logical thing in the world.
"Wished… me… here?"
"Yes, so what's a Saiyan?"
"You still haven't told me anything."
"Yes I did."
"I meant, how did you 'wish' me here?"
"Oh." Goku scratched his head for a few seconds. "Have you ever heard about the Dragon Balls?" he then asked
"No." Vegeta's short answer came,
"There are seven magical balls, called Dragon Balls" He started. Vegeta huffed at his words, but did not interrupt. He was getting curious. "If you bring all seven balls together, the dragon will come out and grand you any wish."
Vegeta perked up at these words. "Any wish? Then why would you wish to bring me here?"
"I didn't. I just wished to meet someone like me, and the dragon brought you here."
"So, where are these dragon balls?" He asked. There was a dangerous glint in his eyes. Yes, he had come unto something interesting indeed.
"After a wish has been made, the balls scatter around the world, and turn to stone for a year. So that's why you're here." Goku concluded. "Are you going to tell me what a Saiyan is? Am I a Saiyan? Are there more of us?"
Vegeta sat down. This was going to take a while.
Somewhere, deep in space, three small pods landed on a distant planet. Landing with a loud thud on the specially designed landing spots, the pods came to a rest. They laid there unmoving, until one of them opened up. A large, bald man stepped out. He was wearing armour, and had a brown furry tail wrapped around his waist. He walked to one of the other pods, and banged on it loudly.
"Oy, Raditz, wake up!"
"I'm up already, dammed!" The answer came. This pod opened up as well, and revealed a younger man. This man looked like he was in his early twenty's, and had black hair, long enough to pass his waist. He too was wearing armour, and had his tail wrapped around his waist. He shot a venomous look towards the other. The bald man shrugged and walked over to the other pod.
"My prince, we have arrived." He said firmly, yet politely. No answer came. The second man walked up to the pod as well, and looked inside. It was empty, safe for the small chip lying on the seat.
"Attention, last chance for applications, I repeat, last chance for applications."
A familiar group was standing before the entry of the World Martial Arts Tournament.
"If he doesn't hurry, he's going to be late." Bulma stated, looking at her watch.
"Don't worry." Yamcha assured her. "He'd never miss this."
"I guess not. But still, couldn't he arrive a little earlier?"
They waited for a bit.
"One minute before closing. I repeat, one minute before closing." The announcement came.
"Times up, he's going to be late." Oolong said.
"Puar, turn into Goku and register for him." Yamcha said to his little friend.
"And then what?" Roshi intervened. "Will you have Puar fight as well if Goku doesn't show up?"
"Don't say that!" Bulma said.
"But if he's late, he can't enter." Krillin said panicked.
"The registry is now closing." The announcer said.
They watched as the registration was closed and cleaned.
Yet Goku had not shown up.
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Chapter two will be up in a Jiffy.
Update: I revied the chapter, updating it a little.
The most noticeable change is near the end.
Aperandly, Raditz was 'whoring' his armour. I don't even want to know.
How did I miss that?