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A/N Thanks to everyone who reviewed! One Review in particular caught my attention and got me a little worried. There seems to be this fear from the faithfull readers that Gukuru is a Gary Stu. (Thanks to Vilsy and Fairfieldfencer for explaining to me what a Gary Stu is. YOU ROCK!) First of all, this IS an AU, so Canon CANNOT BE SCREWED UP by his appearance because, correct me if I'm wrong, in an ALTERNATE UNIVERSE, Canon is ALWAYS being screwed with anyway (I'm serious, guys, If I am confusing AU with ELSEWORLD I really, really need to know so I can fix this.) Secondly, The Silver Saiyan is FAR from flawless. His character flaws will be revealed in later chapters.

For those that fear that he will be the most powerful character in the story, you may rest peacefully in the knowledge that I, as a DBZ Fan, believe strongly that Goku is and always will be the most powerfull character in DBZ, GT, and DB (Besides TEEN GOHAN SSJ2! XD) and I WILL NOT STRAY from that fact. EVER!! FLAME ME RELENTLESSLY if I EVER purposefully do such an act and I will thank you!

Hope that clears everything up and I hope you guys help me if you think I am doing something wrong. My worst fear is not being able to fix something because I had no idea it needed fixing. Now, on with the fic!

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"I was a prisoner aboard King Cold's spaceship ever since I was seven years old. They kept me alive because I was unique, I mean, let's face it, how many Saiyans do you know of with hair like mine? Anyway, Cold and that bastard Cooler loved to torture me and I hated them for it. One day, when I was about 10, the torture and laughter became too much and I exploded. My emotions were so intense that I ascended rapidly; skipping Super Saiyan 1,2, and Legendary, finally ending up at SSJ3. I went on a rampage and, well, let's just say that not ONE of my handlers survived. I couldn't hold such a powerfull form, and my body gave out on me but not before I demolished half the ship and killed fifty more guards with a Destructive Wave."

Gohan grinned at the mental picture of ANYONE connected with Frieza getting blown away by a ticked-off ten-year-old. It sounded familiar, actually*. . .

"Man, I bet Cold was shaking in fear!"

"Actually, no. He was furious. I remember what happened that day as though I had lived it just yesterday. In fact, it still gives me nightmares. Brace yourself, Gohan. I'm going to show you exactly what happened on that ship. All you have to do is close your eyes and trust me."

The hybrid did as he was told. Even though they had just met, Gohan felt a kinship with the other Saiyan. The Son of Goku closed his eyes.

Then opened them and panicked. He was surrounded by alien guards dressed in Frieza Battle armor. An evil laugh split the silence and Gohan had the urge to crawl into a deep, dark hole and never come out again. He yelped as a hand gripped his shoulder, then sighed in relief when a warm chuckle soothed his nerves.

"Relax, Gohan. We are in my memories. No one can see, feel, or hear us here so you have nothing to fear. Look over there and tell me what you see."

Gohan looked toward the middle of all the commotion and saw a table. On the table, strapped down so thoroughly that not even Broly would have been able to break free of the restraints, was a very young but recognizable figure. On either side of the young Silver Saiyan, two hated figures were gloating over the struggling prisoner like buzzards about to pounce on their prey.

Gohan felt suddenly chilled.

"Cold and Cooler. I can't hear what Cold is saying because of Cooler's laughing and your—wait, what are you doing? They don't seem to be hurting you at all, so why are you screaming?"

"Look closer. Move in if you have to."

Gohan complied and got the answer to his question. Every three seconds or so, the Silver Saiyan turned blonde. He's trying to transform! Electricity crackled around the helpless boy for one whole minute before fizzing out. The more the teen struggled, the weaker he seemed to get and the faster the ship seemed to go. With a sick feeling in his gut, Gohan knew now what the villains were laughing about.

"They're. . .they're using your power to run the ship! It seems Cooler never gets tired of using human (or Saiyan) batteries. He did the same thing to my Dad and Vegeta. It's sick."

"According to what I heard, that was a totally different instance. My energy isn't the only thing powering the ship. Watch."

Cooler leaned over the weakly-struggling teen and hissed menacingly, while viciously smacking and shaking the boy. Curiosity aroused, Gohan moved in closer to see what was going on. He wished later that he had stayed put.

Cooler continued his attack without pausing as he snarled vehemently,

"Stay awake, little monkey! If I see your eye twitch, I will have the guards beat you half dead again. You doze and we all DIE!! Mark my words, if I catch you napping I will TORTURE you until you wake up. I may just do it anyway. Your kind killed my brother so it'd only be fair."

The Silver Saiyan stopped his struggling and glared at his tormentor with Saiyan rage in his eyes and defiance in his voice as he growled weakly,

"You baka monster! It's Freiza's own fault he's dead! He was outclassed by a low class. How's THAT for irony?! Goku is twice the fighter you'll ever be, not to mention he's ten times smarter! AAAUGH!!"

Cooler had raised the power of the extractor, sending painful, draining volts over the captive Saiyan teen. "SHUT UP GAKI! I will beat you until you're broken beyond repair!"

A weak hiss came from said Gaki, and he squeaked,

"Play with me all you want, Baka Cold-spawn. No matter how much it hurts I'm still a Saiyan. I have my pride and you won't take that away. AAAUGGGHH!! The more you push, the harder I'll shove. You. . .can't. . break me."

The squeak became a whisper and finally died out as Teen Gukuru lost consciousness. Since he was not technically 'asleep,' the ship kept on its course. King Cold looked at the unconscious youth and shook his head, clearly bored.

"Something went wrong. He didn't last long at all that time. Usually the power is twice that before he gives in. Cooler, you bafoon! You juiced that last blast way too much and drained him too quickly! You ended our fun WAY too soon!"

Gohan exploded, turning SSJ2, snarling in justifiable rage and clenching his fists. Gukuru put a hand on his shoulder, trying to sooth the sparking, hyperventilating hybrid. Gohan ignored him and growled in a voice he only used when he had been pushed WAY too far, like when he had defeated Bojak.

"Those monsters!!"

"Gohan remember, these events already happened. You can't change the past so calm down."

"But you were suffering and they were enjoying your pain! Even if I can't change it, this rubs me the wrong way."

Gukuru nodded in understanding and Gohan calmed down. After a while, Cooler and Cold went away and the hybrid moved in to watch the Teen Saiyan as he swam in the sea of dreamless, sleepless darkness. Suddenly, the boy's eyes flew open and became teal. He transformed into SSJ2 and broke his bonds before collapsing again, totally drained once again. Gohan noticed that two nodes had escaped the teen's outburst, and the hybrid wished with his entire being that he could remove the energy—sucking tubes himself. Teen Gukuru looked so. . . drawn. Like the only thing keeping him alive was pure willpower.

The hybrid shuddered as a scaled, rat like creature began nibbling on the boy's ear, then laughed as the irritated teen smacked the rodent clean through the opposite wall. The creature landed at Cooler's feet. The fiend growled in frustration, taking out a large case from under the computer console that housed it.

"He's free again. This time, I'll torture him so thoroughly that he'll beg me to KILL him just to stop the pain! Putrid Saiyan!"

The feind made his way to the prison that held Teen Gukuru. Gohan looked at the older Silver Saiyan and pleaded,

"Don't make me watch you suffer. I won't be able to take it."

Gukuru nodded and the room changed. "I think you'll like this part. This is the night before Cold came to Earth. Cooler is dead thanks to Goku and Frieza is a cyborg. I am about 14 years of age and still strapped down as you can see."

Gohan took in the familiar settings, and then noticed something strange and unexpected about the scene that was taking place before him.

"I see Cold picking at you like a buzzard, but where is Freiza?! I would think that he would be in on the torture of a Saiyan."

Gukuru shrugged, "I think Freiza was more bent on avenging himself and wiping out all whom Goku held dear to pay much attention to me. Watch closely. This is where I get my own revenge."

The hybrid watched as Cold continued to poke and prod his victim, smiling sickly as the teen Saiyan writhed in his attempts to avoid the pain-administering tool that penetrated his flesh. Suddenly, the boy perked up and grinned, his eyes going from a tortured black to furious topaz. He glared his tormentor in the face and snarled darkly.

"It's over, tyrant. I sense that your time is short. Now, witness what happens when you push this Saiyan too far!"

The ship suddenly went into hyperspace as lightning crackled around the Saiyan teen. Cold was knocked backwards as a wave of energy slammed into him. There was no doubt in the monster's mind that the 'monkey' was powering up and that was NOT a good thing!

"Handlers!!"

Ten alien guards fought through the ripples of pure, pent-up power—only to be flung aside as the prisoner broke free with an enraged roar. Cold stared at the teen in surprise, the gaurds trembled in fear, and even Gohan stared in amazement at this sudden display of raw power.

The youth stood, confident, the energy aura around him a golden red. His hair seemed to have trouble making up its mind as it flickered from gold to silver, and it was as long as an SSJ3 but much wilder. His eyes remained an angry topaz, and golden fur covered his upper body and tail.*

With another roar, Teen Gukuru sent his captors flying out of the room and sent the ship on an even faster trip through hyperspace. Again, the youth's body gave out on him, and the Silver Saiyan collapsed, motionless and at normal levels again. Cold picked himself up off the floor.

"What was THAT?! He's never done that before. Look at this place what a total disaster!"

There were guards and debris everywhere and the walls were scorched a light black. Gohan turned to Gukuru and chuckled, "Man, I thought I was dangerous when pushed too far! You must have gotten whooped pretty hard for that outburst!"

Gukuru shook his head, "Hold on to something. I think this is how Cold and Frieza beat your father home."

The ship lurched as it was sucked into Earth's atmosphere, then shuddered as it crashed on the desert floor. The crash not only jarred the ship, it jarred Teen Gukuru loose. As the young Saiyan dashed out the nearest exit, everything around Gohan swirled and the hybrid closed his eyes to ward off the nausea creeping up on him.


When he opened them, the two were back in reality. Gukuru sighed heavily and continued his tale orally. Gohan listened intently, curiosity aroused again.

"After I escaped, I made my home here and watched everything that happened from the sidelines. The deaths of Cold and Frieza at the hands of Mirai Trunks, the battles against the androids, the Cell Games. I saw it all. I would have helped, too, had it not been for my problem. I would have been more of a liability than a help because I was too weak and frail. Seven years of no sleep, torture, and malnutrition will do that even to a Saiyan. So I trained myself hard every day for two years being careful to mask my energy so no one would find me. After those years of solitary training I sought further teaching and went to find a sensai and found one in Premier City."

"Woah! No way! That's all the way in South Korea!*"

"Yes. There I found Kwanjang Nim* Okampo. He taught me the art of Taekwon and Poomse. He also taught me how to suppress the burning, explosive rage I have inside me. After three years my Kwanjang decided that it was time for me to further my education. That's how I ended up at Orange Star High at my age."

Gohan nodded, finally understanding a little of his new friend's need for seclusion and he understood now why there seemed to be a bond between the two of them, even though they had just met. (Bleeding hearts of the world unite XD) Looking at the silver-haired youth, Gohan was suddenly struck with an idea.

"Wow! You've got quite the backstory! Hey! There's supposed to be a HUGE storm blowing in tonight and I know your cave is gonna be flooded in no time flat. What do you say to coming home with me? I'll bet you could use a good meal and a good night's sleep in a real bed. Plus, I'm sure my Otoutosan Goten would love to meet you."

The Silver Saiyan scratched his head nervously, "Well, um. . . I'd love to sleep in a regular bed again, but. . .well. . .you see. . ."

"You're nervous about meeting my Dad, aren't you?"

"Well, yeah. I mean, your father is a living legend, Gohan. I'm an insult to the Saiyan race compared to him. Heck, I'm an insult to the Saiyan race period. What if Goku sees something in me that he doesn't like? Or worse, what if—"

"Will you relax, Gukuru? My Dad is the most laid-back, carefree, loving, AWESOME person in the Universe! Stop whining and FLY!" Gohan took off. A few seconds later, the Silver Saiyan joined him, beaming greatfully.

"Kansamnida, Son Gohan. Kansamnida*."

Gohan grinned back, "Hey, no problem, Gukuru! I'm just wondering what my mom is going to say when I walk in with another stray."

TBC


Not to leave you hanging on purpose or anything so cruel, but my sister suggested that instead of bombarding my readers with a plot that ran too quickly, I should spread out the information. So, I am afraid that we will have to leave both you readers and Gohan wondering what Chi Chi will do when she finds out there is going to be another Saiyan living in the house. The next chapter will be up soon, so keep an eye open! Also, I have NO idea what genre I should keep this as, so maybe you could help me by voicing your opinions and we'll go from there! ;)

Notes

*As I recall, a certain chibi wrecked havock on a certain Cell,(Hey, he had Freiza's cells in him so it counts!)

*This is a state I made up based on SSJ4 Gogeta's 'alternate color' from the Tenkaichi games. Because I feel that Goku should still be the first to reach the fourth level, I developed a state in-between SSJ3 and SSJ4, called Super Saiyan Keon. (Those of you in Taekwondo should know what Keon means. if you don't, send me a question and I shall give you an answer.)

*Seeing that Gohan is a scholar, I am going to assume that he knows about Korea.

*Korean for "Grand Master"

*Korean for "Thank You" I don't know if it's spelled correctly, I just know how to say it