Author's Note:
Hi! I'm back. I've always wanted to write a rewrite of Dragon Ball Z. I had always been wondering what to write it on, and I finally got an idea, and this Fanfiction is the presentation of that idea! These chapters will be quite long in terms of how long it'll take me to write them. I am determined that each chapter will be 10, 000+ words, so it's a ton of work!
Plot: After he defeats the evil Piccolo Junior, Goku is summoned by Kami. The Guardian of Earth then explains that there's a prophecy concerning a half Saiyan hybrid, one who will either destroy or save the universe with his hidden power. When the Saiyan is born, will Gohan survive long enough to fulfill the prophecy?
Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ, at all.
CHAPTER ONE:
Goku had been fixed up, right as rain with a Senzu bean. He was currently sitting on the Lookout with a sobbing Chi-Chi in his arms. Goku was sitting with his legs dangling off the side of the Lookout, Chi-Chi's face buried in his orange and blue gi, right at his chest. Her small, pale, delicate hands clutched at the fabric of his shoulders. A few minutes ago, she had thrown herself at him in fear and relief that he was okay after that horrible fight with Piccolo Junior. Goku was supporting himself with his right hand, while he awkwardly patted Chi-Chi on the back with his left.
He wasn't sure how to feel about this. Sure, he was glad that Chi-Chi was there and happy to see him, but he had never really dealt with crying girls before. His Grandpa Gohan had always told him to treat girls with utmost respect, but he didn't know what to do with a crying girl. He hadn't even met another real girl besides Launch and Bulma! And maybe Puar, but she was a cat. She didn't really count. Gohan looked at his friends who were standing behind him, pleading for assistance.
Bulma was chuckling and shaking her head. She had her hair down today – it was just past her shoulders, blue and straight as an arrow. Her blue eyes were closed, and she had one hand over her mouth, stifling her giggles. She had on a tight green crop top. It barely covered her chest, and left her belly open for people to see. Just yesterday, Gohan had poked her belly button and said something stupid. He wasn't completely sure of what he had said, but Bulma had slapped him for it. He assumed that you weren't supposed to ask girls about their belly buttons. In terms of pants, she had chosen tight black tights with a small miniskirt, and hiking boots. She also had on a leather jacket that was much too big for her. Goku assumed that the jacket was Yamcha's. Apparently the baseball player had just bought a motorcycle, and he gave his jacket to Bulma. She looked like she was having a great time, watching Goku's awkwardness.
Krillin was also chuckling. He was a little bruised and beat up, but other than that, he seemed fine! Well, maybe not so fine, as he looked exhausted. He had one heck of a bruise across his right cheek where Piccolo had got him good with Piccolo's weird stretchy arms. His orange and blue gi, an exact replica of Goku's one, was torn and ripped, with either burn marks, a cut/scrape, or a bruise underneath. Krillin's bald head shone from the sun, the light reflecting off of his scalp. The ex-monk had his right hand behind his head, cunning his head in his palm. Krillin rubbed his hand up and down his bald scalp, picking up on the familiar gesture that Goku had had since he was a little boy. Krillin's eyes were closed in a grin, as his left hand pointed at Goku's situation. He was shaking up and down as he laughed at Goku. Goku just now noticed the bags under Krillin's eyes. Boy, he really is tired. Goku thought.
Tien was simply sitting down on the Lookout, giving no emotional response to Goku's situation. He didn't find it funny, and to be quite frank, he didn't really care. His shoulders were massive. Those giant things was what caught Goku's attention every time he looked at Tien. Tien was wearing nothing as a top, per usual, but had on his green gi pants. They were green mostly, but with a red sash. Tien had on his normal boots, as well. Tien was currently nursing an injury to his left arm, giving no thought for Goku. He was wincing as he moved his left arm back and forth, his massive muscles clenching and unclenching as he moved his arm back and forth. There was a loud POP, and Tien's shoulder popped back into place. The cyclops grimaced as he continued moving his arm.
Yamcha was standing behind Krillin, beside Bulma protectively. After everything that had happened today, Goku couldn't blame him for wanting to make sure Bulma was safe. His hair was down to his knees, jagged in shape and all over the place. His scars glistened freshly on his face. He, like Goku and Krillin, was wearing his orange and blue gi that they had all earned from training with the turtle hermit, Master Roshi. He was missing his motorcycle jacket, having given it to Bulma when Goku started fighting with Piccolo Junior. He was smirking slightly, but there a grief behind his eyes, as if wondering what would happen to Goku now. As if he knew something that Goku didn't. Both of Yamcha's hands were by his side, but he crossed them as soon as he spotted Kami leaving the main Lookout building.
The elder Guardian exited the main buidlding of the Lookout. He seemed to have aged ten years, and it wasn't because of the wrinkles in his face. It was because of the aged look in his eyes, like he had some sort of frightening and terrible news that he had to tell. He was leaning heavily on his wooden cane, watching Goku and Chi-Chi carefully. He came to a stop just behind Bulma, watching Chi-Chi sob into the chest of Goku's gi.
"Goku, there is something we must discuss." Kami spoke after a few moments. His tone was full of regret and pain, and be wouldn't meet Goku's eyes. Chi-Chi turned around, wiping her tears off of her delicate face as she turned to face the Guardian of the Earth. Krillin stopped laughing, Bulma became much more serious, crossing her arms and scowling at the Guardian, and Yamcha clenched his fists. Tien was eyeing Yamcha carefully, wondering what the human man knew that none of the others did.
"There is much to discuss." Kami sighed. He met Goku's eyes then. "As you must know, when you die, you are greeted by King Yemma, and he decides where you go after you die. More powerful than King Yemma are the Quadrant Kais. They watch over one quadrant of the galaxy, divided into North, East, South, and West. We are from the North section of the galaxy. More powerful than them is the Grand Kai, who merely watches over them, I believe. Above him is the watcher of the whole universe, all at once. He is known as the Supreme Kai, along with his bodyguard, Kibito. He is the most powerful of all the Kais. I have been honoured for him to contact me with this information. Goku, you are part of a race of aliens."
Kami ignored the startled gasps that came from Bulma, Krillin, and Chi-Chi. Yamcha had a pained look on his face, as Kami had told him beforehand. Tien narrowed his eyes and stood, one hand on his injured shoulder. Goku merely widened his eyes.
"You are known as a Saiyan." Kami continued. "Saiyans are vicious, bloodthirsty, and desire nothing more than a fight. They love to fight and cause misery and suffering. Under the rule of a Ice Demon named Frieza, the Saiyans murdered millions of people until Frieza had no more use for them, and exterminated their planet. There are only four remaining purebred Saiyans. Three work for Frieza, and the last one is you. Saiyans would send their babies to planets in order to conquer them. You were sent here with the mission to exterminate all life on this planet. Obviously, you lost your memories and have not done so." Kami said.
"The Supreme Kai didn't contact me to tell you all of this, however. There is a certain prophecy, given to us by the Oracle Fish herself. A half Saiyan hybrid will be born in one year. He or she will have the largest power of anyone in the universe, crippling even the Supreme Kai with their power. This child will either destroy or save the universe. We aren't sure what sort of creature a Saiyan will… erm, mate with. We aren't sure if the Saiyan will be half human or half of some other unknown race. The Supreme Kai has talked it over with Kibito, his bodyguard, and the Oracle Fish. The Supreme Kai has decided that the Saiyan child must never have a chance at life. He will keep an eye on the other three Saiyans, but he has asked you, through me, if you would refrain from having a child until we can locate the one of the prophecy speaks of." Kami explained.
"What if we have a child anyways?!" Chi-Chi stood up in all her fiery anger, hands on her hips. She was staring Kami down, her gaze promising death. She growled, her teeth clenching as a horrible feeling settled in her belly. She showed no fear as her tensed her body, prepared to fight Kami over it. Goku grabbed her arms and held her against him as she struggled, screaming to get at Kami.
"Then the Kais and myself will be forced to kill the child." Kami said, grief etched in his face. "Believe me, if we had another choice, we would have taken it. Adopt a child if you're so desperate for one. We cannot allow a Saiyan hybrid to exist. They are a huge threat to the universe itself. The Oracle Fish has no idea who the child is. The child appears to have the same physical features every time, but in different clothes or with a different hairstyle. Apparently, of who raised him. Oracle even saw him in Frieza's soldiers uniform. That isn't something we can risk. You understand, yes?" Kami asked, desperate for them to understand.
Goku merely nodded. He for one, didn't mind too much. He wasn't sure how he would handle a child. That was always Chi-Chi's thing. She was clearly upset about it, though. Goku could take the news that he was an alien. Now that he thought about it, it kind of made sense to him that he was an alien. His power, his sense of smell, his hair, ectera. He just hoped that Chi-Chi didn't hate him for it. Goku hugged Chi-Chi as she flailed and screeched threats towards the Guardian of Earth.
As Chi-Chi flailed, she could barely contain the tears, and they ran down her face and flew into the air as she struggled to claw the Guardian of the Earth's eyes out. She was terrified for herself... and for her baby. Chi-Chi was one hundred percent sure that she was pregnant with Goku's child, and she was terrified. Her son could be this... this powerful monster or hero. Chi-Chi could only pray that her son was the hero, but even so, the creatures with power had decided to end his life before it even began. She needed to do something, and do something fast. First, she'd see if Bulma could mask her baby's ki so no one would sense him. Then, she'd stay at her Dad's for the birth. Third... she'd hide him away so no one could find him.
