The Next Destiny

Part 8 of New Destiny Saga

Prologue:

The 100 years of peace following Goku's leave of earth has concluded, but that doesn't mean peace was lost. In fact, another 50 years later is when this story begins.

Chapter 1: Kale

Kale was always a good kid, and growing up in the orphanage is hard for anyone. But it is even harder when you have a tail.

No one knew why he had a tail, and Kale really didn't mind it unless a punk yanked on it. But usually no one got that close to Kale. He was feared because of his strength, but also mocked because of it.

Soon after his birth, Kale's parents died in a car accident. With no known living relatives, or even any known relatives, Kale was sent to the West City Orphanage.

At age 2 the orphanage caught on fire, and Kale was accidentally left inside. The fireman that pulled him out said the kid had a barrier of some kind protecting him. The nuns said it was an act of Kami, but the kids called it weird.

At age 5, a bandit tried to use Kale as a hostage. That didn't work out too well for him. Kale broke his gun and shot a light into his foot, causing him immense pain. Again, the nuns said it was an act of Kami, but the kids didn't agree.

At age 10, Kale entered the World Martial Arts Tournament, junior division. He won easily.

And now, at age 18, Kale is ready to go out on his own.

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"Kale, you're always welcomed back here, if you want to return." Sister Josephine said. She was an older lady, and very sweet. A little naïve, but sweet.

"Thanks sister, but I think that will be a long time from now."

Kale had his bag all ready to go. He's tall, tanned skin, and dark hair and eyes. He keeps his tail wrapped around his waist, like a belt, and his hair sticks up like a short, black flame. But one unique trait, besides the tail, is the lavender streaks you can see in his hair, as if lighting the edges of the fire.

Kale made his way toward the doors, past the stained-glass windows, and into the sunlight. There to the right was the playground. There was where he got into many fights, but always to help the smaller kids from the bigger ones. Even raised in a church, some people never learned.

"Kale! Kale, wait!" he stopped when he heard the high-pitched voice call to him. He turned to see Megan, a little girl who tagged around him a lot. Her sandy-brown pigtails bounced as she ran toward him, and her Catholic schoolgirl uniform hung on her tiny form.

"Megan, I'm leaving now, remember?"

"But why?"

"I've outgrown this place. But you're a very pretty little girl, I'm sure you'll get adopted." Kale's pitiful attempt to reassure the little blue-eyed girl didn't work.

"Then you adopt me! You're a grown-up!"

"Megan, I don't have a job, or a house... it'll be easier for a mommy and daddy to adopt you."

"But I don't want a mommy or daddy, I want you!" she squealed.

"Megan, that's enough!" Kale snapped. He saw the tears start to form in her eyes, but stayed firm, "I can't raise a kid, not now, not ever."

Kale turned away and didn't look back as he left. Anyone who could have been considered his friend had been adopted years ago, and in the question of Kale's adoption, no one wanted a monkey-boy for a son. And he was just fine with that.

AS22: so, what do you think of it so far? 'But wait, who is Kale?' You may ask. You'll have to read and review to find out!