Prologue:
A/N- A spin off of those early married years into a What if situation. A real world War that drags everyone that Goku knows into it, leaving the world's strongest man to choose sides and do what he has to, too protect the ones he loves as the world fights over a wonder weapon that has the power to grant the one who possess it a single wish.
Goku was sitting down on the couch in his new home, barely a month after his winning of the world's martial arts tournament. He was supposed to be living happily with his new wife, enjoying a chance to rest and relax-though that didn't really apply to him- in his new chapter in his life.
He and Chi-Chi were working on trying to start a family, the whole idea of love making or sex as he discovered it was called was actually amazing! He'd never felt something like it before and he and Chi-Chi did it often. Sometimes five times in a day or just once or twice in the evening. Goku found himself enjoying all of this marriage thing.
All of it was great, but the outside world had been slowly trickling into his life. Normally things were never that way, he got involved when it was needed. Taking care of all of the bad guys, protecting his friends and those he cared about.
But since his marriage this thing had occurred and Goku was new to another foreign concept of the world around them. It was War, and not the kind just between armies apparently. This was a World War with four separate armies with different governments, different leaders, and people fighting all over the world.
There were all kinds of people dying, men young and old were being sent to fight. While others like women and children were dying back at homes from attacks carried out against cities in earnest. He could see the effect of one right now.
"As you can see behind me we have imperial army forces attempting to advance through Nikki town," There was a reporter on the television in front of him, wearing a blue helmet and vest that said 'NEWS' in white letters across it. "We are not entirely sure but there appears to be federal troops inside Nikki Town. With the constant battles that are raging across the northern continent between Imperial and Federal troops that have laid waste to three villages and have led to the stream of thousands of refugees being displaced towards the central area of the continent as result of these constant-"
A string of gunfire erupted as Goku could see even the bullets on the screen even -though those who weren't the fighter like him- could catch the tracer fire.
"Oh God! Move down, we've got to move-" Clearly they had gotten into a position that was even closer than they imagined. The camera man shaking as he tried to run, the shot forgotten as Goku watched the bouncing and breathing through the microphone.
An explosion next popped on screen as the view on screen tumbled backwards rolling several times until it skidded across the ground. "Dave! DAVE-!" The reporter screamed scrambling in shot for a moment as he came to help the man with him. "Damnit someone help us! We got hit and Dave is bleeding bad!"
Goku's hands gripped his knees tighter as he could hear that desperate panic and pleading. But he couldn't do anything, he couldn't find them. Even still he couldn't just try and help them he wasn't a doctor like Bulma's dad.
Why were people behaving like this? It didn't make sense, why did people have to die? He could help by using the eternal dragon to bring people back to life, but he couldn't do that, he didn't have the dragon radar. Maybe he could go and talk with Bulma about it?
"Get your fucking hands up! Show me your fucking hands!" A new voice shouted to the terrified yelp of the reporter who could be seen falling backwards into the shot with his hands up.
"I'm with ZTV! I'm just a-" A but stock of a rifle hit him across the face knocking him to the ground.
He could hear a grinding of teeth.
"I didn't ask you to fucking talk. Now lay there and shut up!" Several soldiers clad in dark green camo clothing almost black in the sparse light. "Check this one and search that one."
The rustle of clothes came and the camera was pushed aside by a boot, making it pan to the scene of six men with weapons drawn, one searching a bleeding victim. Another keeping a pistol trained on the claimed reporter.
"Nothing," The one said from the search pulling back his night vision device from his eyes and exposing his eyes only, his head covered by a balaclava and helmet.
"P-Please, we're just reporters and my colleague was hit I need to sav-" A gun clicked beside his head.
"Say one more fucking word and i'll shoot you got it, you're in a fucking warzone. You speak when I tell you, now keep your hands up."
He was grabbed and pushed onto his stomach as the one man did a quick search, his hands grabbing at pockets going up and down the reporters entire body.
What were they going to do? Goku wondered, trying to follow what was going to happen. There were still so many questions running in his head. Why were these people being so cruel? What did this serve? He thought people like Tao, Piccolo, Pilaf, and those of Red Ribbon had been shown the error of their ways and others would've learned.
"Nothing either," The soldier searching got back up from the camera as the one holding the pistol spat angrily. Though his gaze shifted to the camera that he had not realized as looking at him directly and had a red flashing light on the side.
"Is that fucking thing on-?"
"We- We're live." The reporter said a line of tears and snot running from his nose. Fear had gripped him completely.
"Fuck-! Fu-" The man's pistol cracked rounds into the camera and the signal turned to static, but the audio mic clipped to the reporter's vest rolled on. "You piece of shit who are you working for-! Who sent you to our lines!"
The man's terrified cries and screams for mercy lasted for only several long moments until a final gunshot rang out. From there the screen went black.
"Goku?" It was Chi-Chi and he turned his head towards her, he had been so focused on what he was watching he hadn't even realized she had come up to him. Her face was partially illuminated by the candle light from the dinner table. "You shouldn't watch that, it's not good for either of us."
"But it's wrong. They shouldn't kill each other like that." Goku said painfully, his head slowly shaking in disbelief.
"I know it's wrong, but they are soldiers and they do what they are told even if it's wrong." Chi-Chi explained though she didn't like the killing anymore than her husband, it wasn't something they should be involved with and she worried that Goku might want to try and get involved. She loved her husband dearly and if he somehow got caught up with this… She didn't even want to imagine how it would go. The world's strongest man couldn't fight the world, or stop the world from changing.
"I've got dinner out, come i'm sure you're hungry." She said holding out her hand to which Goku stood up slowly. Walking towards her he slipped his hand in hers. She smiled up at him and he at her. "I love you Goku."
He nodded. "I love you too Cheech." He leaned down and softly kissed her cheek, before embracing her. His arms held her against his chest as she wrapped her own hands around his back. Her fingers gripped him just a bit tighter.
"Promise me you won't go and get involved with this war Goku." Her voice softly pleading to her husband. "It doesn't involve us."
Goku stroked his wife's hair as he exhaled heavily. "I know it doesn't, but it's not right. There are so many people getting hurt and I know I could help them. I could do something…" Resting his cheek atop her head Goku wanted to help but he really didn't know where to start or how.
"I know you could, I'd imagine you'd win the war yourself… but Goku these are countries with tens of thousands of soldiers they are even bigger than the red ribbon army that attacked us and there are five of them. You'll only put more people in danger if you go out there. If you pick a side that puts you, me, my dad, your friends everyone in danger." It was a blessing that Goku and her had dropped nearly completely off the map when they got married their rural house existed between nowhere and vast open grasslands with forests. No one knew where they were, no one was coming to her house to knock on her door and demand her husband sign up.
She wanted out of all of it, there were brewings of something before she had gone to the martial arts tournament but the news was dominated with pointless advertisements and celebrity information that no needed to know or care about. I mean really did Bulma Briefs recent wardrobe update need to be a thirty minute set piece? But the talks of armies and leaders were pushed to the back burner as it wasn't interesting until open conflict broke out.
There was the Imperial army made up of loyal troops that adhered to the navy and royal families of Earth. The Federal army which was basic group troops that were funded by the democratic public. Two smaller splinter armies of the New Republic, and fourth a Radical extremist group preaching a change of the world through religion called the New Crusaders. While not as big as the two main government armies both controlled a section of the country now with their own leadership.
Leaving the fifth game in town, the corporations a self funded group comprised of the world's ten biggest financial institutions, including capsule corp. Lead by a voted in leader, Drumondt who was one of the wealthiest men in the world had conscripted a mercenary army that controlled West City and East city and its major financial assets. While not involved in actual fighting, they were a peacekeeping force that answered to shareholders, not any government.
Chi-Chi wanted her husband to have no part in any fighting, she wanted to start a family make progress on the farm she and Goku had built and just… stay out of it. Goku wasn't the answer to the world's problems. She wanted him at home with her, they deserved to be happy for now. The rest of the world could sort things out, or Goku's friends they could handle things. This wasn't anything that required Goku to sacrifice his well being. It's why she didn't like even watching T.V., something Goku had picked up when he kept hearing about all the bad things going on.
Was asking for a peaceful life with her new husband too much to ask?
"Let's get to dinner, i'm sure you'll need your energy for tonight?" Chi-Chi said with a giggle as Goku looked at her confused.
"What? What are we doing tonight?" Oblivious to the answer he should've known.
"Oh I don't know," Chi-Chi laughed as she brought him to the table. "Maybe a little… S… E…. X?" A grin on her lips as Goku took several seconds to process her words.
"Great-! Man I can't wait!" His honesty and childishness was always something she adored with her husband. "I'm really glad you taught me about sex Chi, it feels so great with you-!" He praised making his wife blush as she slapped at his chest playfully.
"Oh stop you! Now let's get some food in our systems before we try and start a new family." Chi-Chi pulled out her seat and began to set about dishing out her plate and leaving whatever was left-which was most- for her husband to eat.
The young married couple wanting to keep the world's problems far away for as long as they could. It wasn't their fight, it wasn't their war. But for all that Chi-Chi and Goku would do.
The war was coming for them. The only question was how much time they had until they were forced to make a choice. Goku and all of his friends and new family would have to choose who would be right and who would be wrong, and all of the ramifications of war and of several magic balls that might change everything...
For those to bear witness to war in all its Glory and Horror.
So begins the Dragonball War.
R&R please if you want to see me progress further with this or not.
Kerghan