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Chapter Two: A Galactic Patrolman's Mission

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Omori's Island, Age 739, August 13

Just outside of Earth's East City at sea, an island full of trees and cliffs was located. Many years before, it was the site of a government-sanctioned laboratory devoted to the study, realization, and applications of time travel until an accidental gas explosion took the lives of some of the attending scientists and caretakers, forcing the project to be shutdown without any tangible progress. By the third of the year, Age 739, it's sole occupant and default namesake was the embittered theoretical physicist, Tokunoshin Omori, who figured that he didn't have long before the government would have to kick him off the island and he would be separated from his wife's grave permanently.

'Over my dead body.' He thought to himself as night had fallen over his side of the planet.

A scarred Human at the age of sixty-seven with only a ponytail and moustache for hair, Omori wore an attire no different from a farmer's and as the day had gone by, underwent his usual routine. Analyzing his time machine prototype only to find more faults, paying his respects to his deceased wife, and then spending time in his house, watching the news as he ate his dinner.

On the news channel itself, there seemed to have been even greater focus on the Twinkle 8 space rocket than one would expect from what was initially a singing idol's vanity project. After the aforementioned teenage idol, An Azuki, announced her plans to sing in space as part of a childhood dream through a deal with the space agency that was eager for funds from a hopefully interested public, the Twinkle 8 soon received sponsorship and technical support from both King Furry himself and Capsule Corporation for a reason they defined as "preparation for Earth's future", which aroused Omori's interest and curiosity as until almost two years ago, neither of them seemed to have much interest in the space industry any more than he did.

'Although, I guess it's nice to know that dumb kid won't go into space without training.' He internally thought as the reporter announced that it would launch in the next three days and then showcased the ditsy girl for an interview, which he admittedly wasn't keen on seeing or listening to, so he turned the TV off and decided to read a magazine while smoking outside.

As he took his time, however, Omori soon heard a mechanical sound from the sky which brought his attention. "Is that a plane here of all places?" He wondered aloud until he then saw the unusual-looking aircraft fall into the surrounding waters. Concerned about any lives being at risk, Omori was quick to step onto the nearby pier and see what would happen, unaware that he was witnessing a grand scene that would impact the lives of others as another scientist had done years before.

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The Following Morning

On a motor boat belonging to the Sea Police Department of East City, Chief Tamagoro Katayude, and his retinue of three, was approaching the island leased to the theoretical physicist, Professor Tokunoshin Omori, to personally inform the latter of the government's plans for the island and its sole occupant. An effeminate, black haired Human wearing glasses and an official suit, Katayude was an ambitious officer, but wasn't without either a sense of duty or honor. While he was interested that his assignment then was granted to him by an authority that outweighed the usually autonomous politicians of East City, who previously had their own plans for the island alone, Katayude wasn't going to risk his job asking the King of Earth what he was thinking. Once docked at the pier, he and his group hopped off the boat to speak with Omori, who was apparently already present nearby.

"Professor Omori, I am Chief Katayude of the East City Sea Police." He introduced himself to the skeptical senior citizen with a showing of his ID. "I apologize for the surprise visit, but I was instructed by His Royal Majesty, King Furry, to personally submit his offer to you when you haven't given him a response so far."

Omori's expression, which was wary and concerned when Katayude introduced himself to him, had turned wide-eyed in surprise. "The King of Earth has been trying to contact me?"

Raising an eyebrow at the old man, Katayude answered as he took out an envelope and handed it to him. "Yes. Earlier in the month, he sent a letter quite like this to you in the mail, and when you didn't respond in the following week, he spent most of his free time yesterday trying to get your phone number only to reach a dead end. Thus, here I am." He then let out an amused chuckle. "Still, good fortune smiles on you, I believe."

"Because I seemed to have gotten a new job opportunity after so many years?" Omori asked as he studied the envelope.

"Uh, yes, I suppose you can say that." The Sea Police Chief said with an uneasy look before adding with as much of a genuine smile as he could muster. "After all, to receive the equivalent of a royal summon is an achievement of its own." Internally, however, he secretly thought. 'Probably best not to tell him of East City's scrapped resort plan.' Shaking that thought out of his head, he then asked. "Speaking of which, can you explain why the previous contacts didn't go through?

Scratching the back of his head in embarrassment, Omori explained. "Well, I had a lot of bad experiences with phone solicitors, so I disabled any phones for the sake of my sanity. As for the first letter, if I remember correctly, I used to get government mail at night long before these waters were infested by that gigantic monster shark that was just dealt with recently." He then showed a somber expression. "I suppose the seafaring mailman didn't make it far here before the beast got to them."

Katayude showed a look of understanding. "Most unfortunate, but it does explain why East City was deprived of a mailboat weeks ago." Coughing into his arm, he then said. "The details are inside that envelope, Professor. Seeing that you already have your own boat and all, I expect we might be seeing each other again soon, if you're interested." He then bowed his head in politeness before parting ways. "Goodbye for now."

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As the policeboat left the island, Omori stared at the envelope in his left hand before turning his attention to his recent extraterrestrial guest, Jaco. A self-proclaimed super elite of the Galactic Patrol, the light blue-faced and yellow-eyed alien entirely colored in purple had crash landed the previous night and Omori had offered to look over his spaceship in exchange for the return of his privacy as well as that the spacefaring policeman wouldn't wipe out all sentient life on Earth.

"You don't need to fret, Jaco." He began with what he figured were relieving words. "Those guys weren't here for you."

Jaco nodded knowingly before gesturing to his head. "I know. The Galactic Receiver I have on me can hear any sound, large and small alike, more than three hundred feet away." He then added. "For the sake of curiosity, what do you suppose your planet's ruler wants from you?"

Omori shrugged unsurely and then opened the envelope saying. "Only one way to find out." Before he could read the letter, however, he saw Jaco grab a nearby rock. "Are you going to skip that thing on the water, or something?"

"That police chief saw me through a telescope and commented on my appearance as being weird." Jaco explained and then added. "I feel like teaching him a lesson."

Not wanting anyone getting hurt, Omori was quick to intervene. "Uh, before you throw that at either Katayude's head or boat, let me say that if I'm held responsible, I'll be arrested, and no one will be repairing your ship."

Crushing the rock in his right hand into dirt, Jaco sighed in frustration before boring his eyes into Omori's. "I swear, it's like you're manipulating me or something."

Sheepishly chuckling at the alien's remark, Omori went back to the letter and as he took his time reading it, his eyes widened in shock at the magnitude of the contents' significance.

"What's wrong?" Jaco asked in confusion at the elderly Human's reaction.

Making an audible gulp, Omori waited a moment before replying. "The King of Earth wants to restart my research in time travel."

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East City, Later at Night

As part of the global political structure that had been enacted over two hundred years previously, the Earth of Age 739 had five major cities that could be considered administrative capitals from Central City, home of the Elective Monarch that governed Earth entirely, to the aptly named cities based at each of the cardinal directions where they got their names from. Although some populated locations had yet to catch up to the technological boom that, by all accounts, began with Dr. Brief's invention of the Capsulation technology, East City, Earth's eastern capital city, was something of a mix between the futuristic architectural designs common in West City while still possessing older buildings and fashion senses that beings from other planets might have considered to be primitive in comparison. However, with the transition into progress came a rise in crime and ill-temperance as a seventeen-year-old girl wearing a purple dress, purple hat, cowgirl boots, ripped jeans that reached her thighs, and bands around her wrists had found out on the night of August 14 that year. And it all started when she slipped green tea by accident on the leading thug of a group of four Humans.

Having been in the city for a while after graduating from her university, Tights had been meaning to get to Kiwi Island in time to board the Twinkle 8 alongside the staring idol and astronaut as her father negotiated with the space agency for her to participate while aiding the construction. She also recently received a phone call from her mother that she and the rest of the family would be at East City's city hall as a result of her dad meeting another scientist with King Furry and that they would like to spend time with Tights just before she had to go into space. She was in a positive mood until she encountered the small group of trouble makers with their leader demanding large prices of Zeni from her to pay for the "clothing damage", which got on her nerves. However, when Tights tried to leave, the man grabbed her by the left arm and alongside his three goons was on the verge of mugging her.

Punching a right hook to the thug's head, Tights was about to escape before he then slapped her. Before anything worse could occur, however, an unlikely rescuer with an odd appearance appeared, who, after a slightly awkward introduction, was quick to beat up the whole group of four with agility and strength that Tights had probably only saw from either a movie, or her little brother in real life. The last thought actually got her thinking and taking a closer look at the man's appearance and remembering his "good for the galaxy" quote, she decided to intervene before he was about to apparently confront two arriving policemen.

"Officers, this man saved me from being mugged." She gestured to the apparent alien when it looked like things would escalate.

"Officers?" The alien questioned before his eyes then widened. "Oh! The local law enforcement!" He then bowed his head in apology. "Please accept my apology, sirs. I didn't recognize your authority until now."

The policemen traded glances of curiosity at each other before the thinner one then said. "That's alright, but what really concerns us is the fight that just happened here. Is what the young lady said here true?"

"Yes, I couldn't really condone the bad behavior from these four men, so I was prompted to act." He seemed to hesitate for a bit before he then added. "It wasn't my intention to act as a vigilante, though, so I apologize for that as well. Do I need to pay a fine, or something, now?"

Just before the officers could decide what to say next, an elderly man appeared and spoke. "Excuse me, Officers. I'm with this guy here. He didn't do anything reckless to draw your attention, did he?"

Thankfully for the three of them, the police officers weren't too interested in more details after learning how the alien did a good deed, and after they told them their names, the four unconscious goons were loaded into the police car, followed by the police driving off. With that done, Tights turned to the alien and old man, Jaco and Tokunoshin Omori as they called themselves to the policemen, and said. "Thanks for the help, Mr. Jaco. I was worried that it was going to get even worse until you showed up."

"Oh, no problem." Jaco replied. "It was the just thing to do."

"Well, we'll be going now." Omori interjected with a polite enough smile. "Be good, Ms. Tights."

"Hold up." Tights said just as they were leaving. "Can I ask why a space policeman is here on Earth?"

"You know about that?" The two replied in a startled way.

Tights shrugged with a smile. "It's kind of obvious when you think about your appearance and words, Mr. Jaco. Now, please, can I know why you're here?"

Omori raised an eyebrow. "You seem pretty okay with knowing what you found out."

Tights' smile widened. "That's because he's the second extraterrestrial I met."

"Second?!" The two couldn't hide their surprise which prompted Tights to shush them to prevent any eavesdroppers.

"Who's the first?" Omori asked in a lower, calmer tone of voice.

"Does this person have the appearance of a Human, but with a brown-furred primate's tail?" Jaco added with a serious look.

Tights nodded. "Yeah. His name is Kakarot. My family adopted him when he lost his memory coming to Earth, but he's been a great little brother ever since, even if he does have a thing for stretching muscles and eating lots of food."

"An amnesiac Saiyan raised on Earth?" Jaco wondered aloud. "I don't know if that's a good thing, or a bad thing." His eyes then widened thinking of something else. "Hold on. How long has he been here on this planet?"

Tights looked confused but answered. "Almost two years. You didn't know that?"

Shocked for a brief moment, Jaco, after a moment of thinking, facepalmed with a smack. "Well, this is just perfect. I must've ran my spaceship too fast, resulting in my delayed arrival time through what you Earthlings refer to as the Theory of Relativity."

Omori looked smug as he then said. "Ha! And you lectured me about the crime of time travel!"

"It doesn't count as time travel!" A flustered Jaco denied. "And it was an accident, regardless!"

Tights held her hands up for calm. "Okay, people. I think we're getting out of hand. Mr. Jaco, how about I introduce you to Kakarot before you get any wrong ideas? Would that be okay?"

Seeing Jaco think about it, the alien then nodded in agreement. "All right. For the sake of argument, I'll meet this young Saiyan in the flesh to do a better analysis, but I can't promise he'll go off the hook. His kind are dangerous after all and the Galactic King will tolerate no failure on my part."

Omori showed a suffering look. "Oh, for the love of Humanity, please don't use that Extinction Bomb, Jaco."

"Say what?" Tights asked with a sweat drop, having second thoughts already.

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To Be Continued

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Behind the Scenes

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As I implied in the last chapter, I introduced Jaco here as well as showed some descriptive details of how Kakarot's arrival being known to Capsule Corporation and Earth's government would lead to a better approach into the science of space travel. As for Omori's time travel research, I intend to explain that in the next chapter. I kind of wanted to make this longer, but it's kind of hard to focus into reading the Jaco manga when you're either busy, or distracted, so I just made this an introduction for Jaco which I'll continue into the next chapter. Then once that's wrapped up, I can fast forward to the First Dragon Ball Hunt.

Wouldn't mind reading some thoughts in the reviews, like will Jaco be a regular throughout this story in all eras, or what other changes I can make in the ten years between Jaco's story and the aforementioned Dragon Ball quest, but I would appreciate if my reviewers will precise in their statements about how such changes would work and not just put them in because they're cool or something. I thought about getting Kakarot in the 19th and 20th World Martial Arts Tournaments, but ignoring the details for Trunks, Goten, and Pan's canonical participation at young ages, being a fighter and champion at the age of three sounds like an eager overestimation. Gine winning those tournaments if she went to Earth with Kakarot, however, is a different story. Nonetheless, I'm looking forward to writing the next chapter of this story, potentially coming up with another Dragon Ball AU story, and writing a Gundam story I call Mobile Suit Gundam: The Absolute Origin in time.

See you soon.