Gohan, the Saiyan warrior
Well, I decided to re-write this story because I think it has some potential. However, due to my uh, writing skills, I never managed to make this story stand out. Major Key facts will be changed also, just so it doesn't bore you guys at home too. Also, this may be a disappointment, but I will not be having Bardock in this story.
Destination: Earth
A group of remaining Saiyans that didn't get blown up formed an alliance to try and find more Saiyans and take over planets.
Gohan met with his uncle Radditz at the age of three and trained with Piccolo for a year, then went to Namek not long after, they returned and Gohan was still at the age of four, about a year later Gohan soon discovered that Bulma had a child with Vegeta named Trunks.
His father returned shortly and heard the warning from the future Trunks about the androids, a couple of weeks later Gohan heard he was going to have a brother! Just over a year passed, and now Gohan was at the age of 7 and trained along side his father, waiting for the androids to appear… but fate had other plans…
One night, whilst Goku and Gohan were training, some unexpected visitors came to planet Earth, Saiyan warriors, demanding that Vegeta, Trunks, Goku, Goten and Gohan join their journey through the galaxy searching for the last of their race.
Obviously they all refused the offer but unfortunately Gohan didn't have much of a choice, they thought about taking Goten and Trunks but realized they were too young and had no time to raise them. After the battle was over Gohan the Saiyans left Earth, leaving no trace of the boy…
Goku did try to wish his son back, but it wasn't in the dragon's power…
Six years later…
Still young, only in body, but not in mind, Gohan stared outside of the ship's window. His eyes flickered from each of the stars the ship passed by, not focusing on anything in particular. Alone in his private-quarters, however cold and small that room may be, he mindlessly stared. This was a common habit which he had, one he had had since as long as he could remember. Small meteors passed by the window, some coming a little too close for comfort. This did, in fact, bring the boy back to his senses.
Slightly startled, he slowly turned around and faced the steel wall belonging to his room and frowned, an expression which was no stranger to him. Once picking up his armor, he pulled it over his head, struggling slightly. Even with the flexibility of the clothing, he still always managed to have problems with it. Armor wasn't really comfortable. But Gis on the other hand; now, they were something easy to fight in.
"I can't… pull the blasted… thing over my head!!" he grumbled, his voice still rather childish but with a hint of maturity.
He was still discovering arising difficulties with the stubborn wear. But finally pulling the armor over his black spandex costume, he sighed. His hair was rather messy and of a medium length, resting just above his shoulders. For his age he was still pretty short but had grown considerably since his younger childhood. Dark, ebony eyes peered from under lose strands of his hair. The sparks of purity in those, once innocent and curious, eyes were long gone and were replaced with mere darkness.
Now ready and rearing to go, Gohan left the room, closing and locking the door behind him. Many other Saiyans, Namekians and other types of species were wondering the corridors. Unluckily for the boy, his room was in the main block of the ship, therefore it was never quiet. The rare occasions in which the area was silent, Gohan always savored it; either by meditating or exercising his mind.
The young teenager began walking down the corridors, soon to meet with a familiar face.
"Parvulus! Parvulus!"
Turning around uncaringly at the sound of his nickname, he met with the eyes belonging to one of his acquaintances. Tall, bold and strong in his structure, there stood a young man not too much older than Gohan. Although, this had been doubted on more than one occasion because they were both completely different in size. Only three years difference stood between them, yet it looked about double the amount.
"Oh, Kinpum." He greeted with a lack of emotion. With his friend being over a foot and a half taller than him, Gohan had to look up when speaking to the elder boy.
"Have you seen my father?" he then asked; urgency obviously present.
"Not since yesterday," Gohan replied, continuing to walk down the corridor swiftly. Kinpum followed but struggled with keeping up with the pace.
"Well… Well, you see -gasp- you see… -pant- I nee-… -another gasp- Parvulus! Will you slow down?!"
Rolling his eyes, Gohan, otherwise known as Parvulus lessened the speed. "What's so important?!" he then snapped. "Can't you see I'm rushing?!"
"Another mission?" he then inquired, folding his arms.
"Obviously…"
"Parvulus, give yourself a break! If you keep going the way you are, you're going to get yourself killed!"
"No," Gohan argued sternly once picking up the pace unconsciously. "To get to the top, Kinpum, you need to beat the best."
"And the best is on the planet you're going to?" Kinpum laughed, wrapping his fuzzy brown tail around his thin waist. "The best fighters are on the planets which are of a first class mission."
"Exactly."
"W-wait!! What?!" Kinpum gasped, once again finding it difficult to keep up with the pace of his younger acquaintance. "You got a first class mission! No way! I should have had a first class mission first! I'm older and also the boss happens to my father! How did you get one?!"
"Do you remember that mission I went on last month? You know the one to the planet Oldac." Receiving a nod, he continued. "Well, it was meant to be a third class mission but it turned out to be a first class. It scored me major points with your father."
"No way! Argh, why can't he trust me to take on a harder mission!?" Kinpum complained loudly, now flying alongside his friend once giving up walking.
Gohan merely laughed. "You?" He then smirked deviously. "Kinpum, you're as useful a chocolate fireguard!"
"You're such an arrogant hothead!" Glaring, the larger teenager folded his arms. "You think you're all Mr. high and mighty because my father favours you. But newsflash, Parvulus, you'd be nothing if it wasn't for me looking out for you. Actually you'd be most likely dead if it wasn't for me so don't push it!"
Laughing once again, but this time somewhat cruelly, he spoke. "Don't think I'm an idiot. You and I both know that I'm in disposable." He then snorted but halted walking once he noticed the expression on Kinpum's face.
Darkly and angrily, Kinpum snarled. "You know what, it's funny…" A little humour was added to his features, but still he didn't look exactly happy. "If you were still on that pathetic little mud ball of a planet then I doubt you'd be half as strong as what you are now. I did train you, just to remind you…"
Oh, he was playing the 'I trained you' card again. Kinpum often mentioned that in arguments just so he could have the upper hand.
Rubbing his temples, Gohan groaned. "Gee, I was only kidding about the Chocolate fireguard thing, 'Kin" He then said, calling his friend by his nickname.
Whenever Kinpum played the 'I trained you' card, Gohan would always play the 'Kidding' card, this was how most arguments usually ended.
There was a brief silence, but this was until Gohan spoke up. "So why did you want to see your father anyway?"
"Oh, uh…I forgot…"
Kinpum never was the brightest crayon of the box. However, he was a real ladies man but didn't really care much for fighting. This was a huge disappointment to his father, who was in charge of the mother ship. Tighfer, the Saiyan's name was, was in his somewhat late thirties and had a passion for his job. He very much favoured Gohan and this worked to either the boy's advantage or disadvantage. Tighfer was the actual person to collect Gohan from Earth. The man was extremely tough and could defiantly stand his ground.
The problem was; Gohan didn't know how tough…
Gohan would have taken Tighfer out years ago, except the Saiyan's power level was so secretive. It was obvious that the man was a super Saiyan, perhaps even stronger, and Gohan didn't want to push his luck. He knew that pushing things too far was a problem from personal experience.
"Hey, anyway, what planet are you going to?" Kinpum asked rather eagerly.
"It's one in the East quadrant."
"Hmm… Never been there," he commented in reply. "Like to though. Apparently there are a lot of high priced planets. Ya' know; good land."
Gohan nodded. "And good fighters too," he then added.
"But you know what they say about North quadrant planets; they're beautiful."
"What are you? A landscape artist?" Raising his eyebrow, he snickered. "You sound like a girl."
Kinpum's face turned a dark shade of red. "I'm not a girl!!" he then roared, stomping his foot.
"Haha, yeah and you're not acting like one!"
Still burning from anger, Kinpum turned in the other direction and scowled. However, he then soon noticed his father walking in the direction of where both boys were standing. Very speedily, Kinpum went from red to white from noticing his father's expression.
Tighfer strode up to his son, his long tail swinging behind him. His very short black hair stood up in a fashion many Saiyans had, and his eyes held a wise sensation in which any elder would understand. However, he was not old. But he was certainly, unlike his son, very intelligent. This trait was not a trait many Saiyans shared, and this is perhaps why the man favoured Gohan as much as he did. Gohan, of course, had both brains and bronze.
"F-father!" Kinpum greeted with a quick bow of the head, somewhat startled. "I have been looking for you!"
"Yes, it looks like it…" he replied with a small hint of sarcasm. "Are you deliberately trying to annoy me today?"
"N-no!! No, sir!"
"It was my fault, sir." Gohan then spoke up.
Tighfer then turned to Gohan and raised an eyebrow.
"He was rushing to get to you and I stopped him to ask what time my ship leaves," the young teen then said, lying through his teeth.
An amused look then fell upon the boss's face. "That doesn't sound like you, young Parvulus. Before you go on missions you tend to look into little details as such as them."
"I was still recovering from the last mission, sir. It was only yesterday that I took down the general from planet Ait'wingneb."
"Of course." Tighfer nodded. He then faced back towards his son, who was still mentally thanking Gohan. "I wanted to give you a second class mission. Here are the details;" Once passing the young man a piece of paper, he folded his arms. "It's in the north quadrant and is worth a good bundle, perhaps two!"
"Hmm," Kinpum mumbled, looking over the document. He then turned back and looked up at his father. "E-arth?"
"It's pronounced Earth, moron."
"Earth?!" gasped Gohan. It took him a moment to process what had just been said, but when he realized; he gasped once again. "You can't send him there, they will eat him alive!"
"How would you know that?" Tighfer questioned. Obviously he had forgotten that that's where the boy originally came from. On the other hand, Gohan hadn't.
Taking the moment for granted, he responded; "Common knowledge. Earth has warriors on that planet which even rivals most powers here; on the mother ship."
"Oh really?" Tighfer muttered. Putting his finger to his chin and rubbing his goatee, he nodded affirmatively. "Then perhaps you should go, Parvulus."
"What!?" both teenagers exclaimed in union.
"B-but! But sir, I cannot go! I have a first class mission to attend!" Gohan then pointed out, attempting to avoid the situation.
"And what about me, father?" Kinpum wondered aloud, "what about my mission?!"
"Parvulus, Kinpum, both of you are to swap missions. If Parvulus says that the mission is more dangerous than a second class mission then I think that he knows what he is talking about. Therefore I'd like you, Parvulus, to lead the mission. It's your first time leading so I'll provide you with some men. Kinpum, I'll give you one shot at a first class mission. Don't screw it up."
"Yes!" Kinpum cheered. "Thank you, sir! I won't let you down, sir!"
Gohan just stood there, mouth agape. "B-but… But… but- b-b-but, but!-"
"No buts, little Parvulus. I want you to set off to Earth straight away." He frowned at the two and growled; "you're both dismissed."
Well, there you have it! I think that this first chapter is just a tad bit better than the original (insert sarcasm here). Anyway, I'll be updating very soon, the second chapter is actually almost ready.