Even Further Beyond

by Tron45

Years have passed since Son Goku breathed his last. Now his fifth generation grandson, Jonathan Goku, is training to be Earth's protector as a Super Saiyan. But when a powerful and malevolent entity that not even the Eternal Dragon Shenron can defeat arrives, Jonathan will have to break his own limits to save his world. But how can he save the earth when he can't talk to his crush?

1. Prologue: Sparring in the Heavens

Three golden auras clashed in the sky above a green planet no bigger than earth's moon. The planet had at one point been much bigger, and much smaller, but had been restored to a point where it was big enough to make certain activities possible. Five people lived on the planet in total, and one monkey, but not all were on the surface. The two men were responsible for two of the auras, but the third belonged to a visitor, though he visited often enough for it to be called a second home. The shortest of the three warriors wore a blue and white armor that was customary amongst his people, while the tallest wore an orange and blue gi that he had worn for years in nearly every fight through his life. The one in the middle as far as height went wore dark blue jeans, a black t-shirt, and a leather jacket with a hood. All three had spiky blonde hair, but the styles were different between the short one and his two counterparts, who had very similar hair styles.

The direction of the fight varied every second. One moment two would gang up on one, another and all three would throw a punch at whoever was closest. The fight went on like this until the one in the leather jacket put two fingers to his forehead and disappeared with a hiss, only to reappear an instant later, his hair no longer spiky blonde, rather a dark, near black brown that had a swooped, yet angled style. He had a backpack on his shoulders and a smile on his face. "Sorry I've got to cut this short, guys," he said, "but school starts in twenty minutes, and I've got to get to my friend Tom's house before he leaves."

"Ok, but make sure you say goodbye to your Aunt Bulma and Grandma Chi-Chi before you go," the one in the gi said.

"I already did, Grandpa. I'll see you guys later." With that, the leather clad fighter put two fingers to his brow once again disappeared with a hiss.

"I'm telling you, Vegeta," the taller of the two said, "there's more power under the surface for him to tap."

"Then how come every time we fight, he simply breaks even with us, Kakkarot?" the one called Vegeta questioned of his rival. "Every so often he'll surpass us in skill just enough to beat us, but not enough to classify it as a new level of power. You keep insisting that there's more power for him to tap into, and yet no matter what we do, there's nothing there for him to tap!"

"Yeah, maybe that's true." The warrior Kakkarot looked up to the stars, towards a planet he once called home, a planet that the fighter in leather was training to protect. "But I know it's there. I can sense it. Maybe we'll have to use the Dragon Balls to wish it out of him, or maybe we'll find some other way for it to surface. But one day, very soon, Jonathan will be able to take his power even further beyond."