Far, far above the Earth, a lone figure could be seen climbing a tall pole, ascending from the heights of a tower not even the most advanced of planes could find, and a place that would show on no map, save if you already knew where it was. Lightning struck around the figure, so high he was in the clouds above. A three day journey he had already finished, and was almost there. As he finely cleared the clouds, he was suppressed to see a massive bowl like shape above him. He continued to clime, until he reached the base of the thing, and the end of the pole. There, was a latter. Grabbing hold, his journey almost to a close, the boy began to clime, with fierce determination.
Inside a dark room, lit by a few candles hanging from the walls, two figures stood, in deep discussion. One's features where not distinguishable, hidden behind a long hooded cloak. The only distinguishable feature was his height, a good head taller than most humans. The other was an elderly green man, dressed in a white robe. Blue faded in from the bottom, and wound its way up and to his back, where it formed a symbol indicating who, what he was. Kami of Earth. He spoke, softly, but with a certain power behind it.
"I know how dire the situation is. And, that's the only reason I will agree to this. I know of your past, I know what your race is after all."
The cloaked figure bowed slightly, before straightening up.
"Thank you for understanding the situation. It has been a long, hard few years. I'm glad I finally found this place."
A sudden noise interrupted there conversation however, and exchanging glances, they walked towards the entrance and stepped outside. The room sat in the middle of a vast perfect circle, the floor of which was white marble of the purest quality. From the entrance, two rows of trees ran, serving as a path to a ladder. Currently however, this perfect, tranquil seen was disrupted, as one of the trees was lying in splinters, and a Genie, with the blackest of skin, was lying near it. Farther back from the room, a young man stood, his arms crossing his chest, and an amused smirk on his face. Dressed in a blue muscle tee and pants, he might fit into a normal crowd, save his hair. Proud, tall black hair, it seemed to have taken on the might and grace of an eternal flame, upswept and gravity defying.
"Fool, I have passed your test, and now I will see this…Kami." He said as he looked up, noticing for the first time the aged green man.
"I see you got board…frankly I'm impressed, I expected to be disturbed earlier. You've shown more patients than normal, Vegeta." Vegeta merely scowled in response, and taking a moment to think things over, he finally responded.
"I merely waited longer this time because there is something on this planet that actually interests me." As he said this, a hand reached over the railing, and began pulling a boy up.
"Speak of the devil." He murmured.
Eventually the boy gained footing, and stood. Dressed in an Orange gi, with a blue undershirt, the boy looked to be ready for a fight. However, if you where to set your gaze upon him, you would first notice the wild, untamed black spikes jutting in every direction from his head, and another oddity was the long, brown tail that waved behind him. He looked around for a moment, taking in his surroundings, and finally the three people standing before him One of his hands reached up, and settled on the back of his head, and his mouth spread into a huge grin.
"Hi, I'm Goku. I'm here to train with Kami." He said, as he began to look between the cloaked man and the old green one. Before either of them could say anything however, Vegeta stepped forwards.
"That old green fool over there is your precious 'Kami' however, you will be training with me." Under his hood, the cloaked one rolled his eyes, but didn't say anything. Goku looked at him, more confused now.
"But, I got a message saying I was supposed to train with Kami." He looked between the two of them, trying to figure out what was going on.
"I don't care who you where supposed to train with Kakarot, I'm taking over. Unless you don't want to be training by the strongest person on this miserable planet?" He asked, a slight smirk coming to his face. The cloaked man stepped forwards, and put his hand on the young mans shoulders, reminding him of a few finer details he had neglected to mention, such as being the second strongest on the planet.
Vegeta however, just continued to stair forwards at Goku, who was now wide eyed.
"Really? You must be really strong then…but what do carrots have to do with anything?" Vegeta grew slightly annoyed, as was visible in his facial features, and spoke harshly.
"Not carrots, Kakarot you baka. That's your name!" Goku looked more confessed at this point, and stared at him for a few seconds.
"But my names Goku, how can I be Kakarot?" Vegeta stepped forwards at this point, and lifted Goku off the ground by the front of his shirt, and stared hard into his eyes.
"You dare mock your race by disregarding your name, and taking on that of a weak Earthling? What's the hell is wrong with you? Normally, I wouldn't waste my time worried about a worthless, 3rd class scum like you, but there are only five of us left alive! We are Saiya-jins Kakarot, never forget that!" He all but screamed in his face, pride beaming off of every word.
"But I'm not a Sayan, I'm from Earth…" Kakarot answered, confessed.
"Saiya-jin! You fool!" He yelled as he tossed him up, and then back handed him in the gut, knocking him halfway across the dome. He then raised his hand, and began charging a small blast, but hand grabbed his wrist.
"Don't you find it odd, Vegeta, that both he and the populace are both still alive. Surely one would have killed the other…" He said reasoning with him, planting a seed of truth in his mind.
"Unless he hit his head as a child…as has happened rather frequently during such missions." Vegeta finished, and lowered his had, now pitying the younger boy.
Never to have known he was part of a proud warrior race, never to have known the customs, the fighting, never to have known why he was so strong compared to others. Goku however, unaware of the conversation, managed to stand back up, blood dripping from his mouth, and with a determined look in his eyes.
"I'm glad…" He said across the dome. Vegeta raised a questioning eyebrow at him.
"You really are strong…" He finished, and rushed at Vegeta. He threw everything he had at him. He swung at his face, jabbed at his ribs, and even tried to trip him, but Vegeta skillfully dodged everything, and eventually, grew board, yawned, and allowed a fist to connect with his forehead, but it didn't budge. He looked at the now panting Goku, and widened his eyes in mock surprise.
"Oh, you're done? I guess it's my turn then." In less then a second, his fist was buried in Goku's stomach, and he dropped to his knees.
"Vegeta….I think you over did it a bit, maybe…" The cloaked man was cut off however, as Goku shakily rose to his feet and grinned.
"I've never…never been so glad. Some one…who can beat me like this. Some one I have no chance against…some one who can push me to my limits and beyond…" He began, and his arms locked together, and extended to his side, and he contorted his body, his body facing sideways, but is head still towards Vegeta.
"But, I'm not finished yet. Kame, Hame…." He began, as pure blue energy began to form in his hands, resting between his cupped palms. Vegeta eyes widened, in true surprise this time, and Goku, sensing his opportunity, thrust his hands forwards.
"HA!" He screamed, and the blast completely washed over Vegeta. After a few moments, Goku grew tired and released his beam. When it cleared however, Vegeta stood there, unphased, a smirk plastered on his face, and the majority of his clothing vaporized.
"You are a true Saiya-jin aren't you. I'll make a fine warrior out of you." He said as he took a step forwards and placed a hand on Goku shoulder, who in turn grinned.
"Thanks….but what is a Saiya-jin.?" He questioned innocently. Vegeta steps back, and sits down, gesturing for Goku to do the same.
"Kakarot, Saiya-jins are a race of proud warriors, whose sole drive is to grow stronger. We do this by fighting. So, in essence, we live for challenging fights. However, about 40 years ago, a tyrant by the name of Freiza, came to our planet, and agreed to give us technology if we agreed to serve him, as warriors. My father, seeking to stretch the might of the Saiya-jins across the universe, agreed, but he failed to look for any hidden agendas on Freiza's part. We Saiya-jins are ruthless fighters, ruthless killers. We where used to kill the inhabitants of planets to prepare them for sale to buyers. That's why you where sent here. Because that job is not done, and you are still alive, we assume you hit your head as a child. That would also explain why you are not an emotionless fighter. 20 years ago, however, that all changed. Freiza decided that we should get a far smaller share of the proceeds from each planet, and my father disagreed. When he tried to remove us from Freiza's services however, the tyrant proved how strong he was, and defeated my father, even in his transformed state."
Goku's eyes grew confessed once more., and Vegeta took notice.
"You don't know about the transformed state? When a Saiya-jin that has his tail looks at the full moon, he transforms into a monstrous ape, and his powers increases tenfold."
Goku sat in thought for a moment, then his eyes took on a look of realization, then sadness, as he realized what had happened to his grandfather. But immersed in this new history of himself, he decided to mourn later.
"Wow, if your father is as strong as you, Freiza must be very strong." Vegeta stared at him for a moment, for a second, about to make a boast, but then settling on the truth. After all, the boy needed to know what they where up against.
"He is. He's probably the strongest person in the universe now. Less than 15 years ago…Freiza destroyed our home planet, and with it, all but five of us. Kakarot, you, me, my body guard Nappa, and two others are all that survived. And now that lizards hunting us down, to wipe us out of existence." Vegeta finished.
"But why would he do that…why would he kill so many, if you where working for him?' Goku asked, confused, hurt, angry.
"Because Kakarot. He fears us. He fears the Super Saiya-jin." Goku's eyes grew wide in wonder. "What's a Super Saiya-jin?" Vegeta nearly fell over, but regained his composure.
"A Super Saiya-jin is a transformed state of the Saiya-jin far more powerful than even Oozuru. It's the perfect warrior, a warrior of unlimited powers….but there hasn't been one in nearly a million years. But his blood flows in my veins, and I will claim that title, erase Freiza from existence, and avenge my race!" Goku looks down, questioning himself, asking himself if he could reach a power like that. Then his mind settled on something Vegeta had said earlier.
"I have a brother? Wow, I hope he's strong…who was the other persons?" Vegeta smirked at him.
"I think they want to introduce themselves." "Kakarot." A voice said, and Goku looked up as the cloaked man pulled back his hood.
AN: So, that was the first chapter of my first fan fiction….ever. If you want to read any of my nonfiction, search for With my mind and go from there. Also, as you can tell, I desperately am in need of a beta. Well, what do you guys think? Question? Concerns? Also, do look in my profile before emailing me if you would, small note about that.)