"At last..." Said a calm deep masculine voice to himself. "Solitude."
Far away from civilization, in a chilling dessert, a familiar green warrior rests on top of a great pyramid. It's early, about 5 A.M. It's perhaps the coldest time of the day, far below freezing point, but he is not disturbed. As a matter of fact, the cold is refreshing to him. The warrior's name is Piccolo.
He is a very powerful fighter, born on Earth, but part of a intelligent species known as Namekians. He was once one of Goku's greatest enemies, but now, he is a formidable ally, especially after he took a shine to Goku's first born son, Gohan. Perhaps one of the smartest Z fighters of all, he is a wise fighter that not only uses his strength to his advantage, but his wisdom.
Standing several inches taller than most humans, he has pointy ears, 2 antennae, and most notably, green skin. Unfortunately, in recent years, he has become too weak to fight greater enemies, such as Buu, or Dabura. As usual, he is dressed in his typical purple jump suit, tied with a blue sash. Over that, he wears his white cape, with weighted shoulder guards too, and a white turbine on his head, also weighted down.
"Buu... You've met your match." Thought the warrior staring at the rising sun. "Goku pulled through again. And now, peace can return at last."
He heaved a sigh of relief. The evil creation of the master Bibidi had finally been rid of. The unstoppable Buu, who struck fear even into the almighty the Kai's, finally met his match. It's been one hell of a ride, and many close calls. But at last, the nightmare was over. And it seemed that this time, the peace would really last forever on the planet.
But, I'm sure you've heard that one before.
He levitated his body just a few inches above the limestone pyramid, floating in a meditating position. No interruptions, just the way he preferred. If he could have his way, it would be like this forever.
Unfortunately, it didn't take him long to be bothered.
"Hello? Excuse me, pardon me if I'm interrupting..." Said a quiet, polite voice in his head. It was one he had heard before.
Piccolo was indeed frustrated, but he was more interested in the voice. "Supreme Kai..." Piccolo responded, finally thinking of the voice's owner. "Whats wrong?"
The voice chuckled, indicating that Piccolo was wrong. "Ha ha ha. Sorry, but I'm Kibito Kai, the fusion of the east Supreme kai, and Kibito."
Piccolo growled. "Well, is everything okay?"
"Yes, everything is just fine." Kibito said with a laugh following. "I just thought I should warn you, before Old Kai comes screaming in your head."
Piccolo hoped that Old Kai didn't have some terrible news to bring, but by the way Kibito was taking it lightly, he knew the news couldn't be all that bad.
"Old Kai just wants to ask a favor. Nothing serious." Said Kibito, still in a good mood from the recent victory. "Just thought I'd warn you."
"Yeah, thanks..." Said, Piccolo in a sarcastic tone. "What is this favor?"
"You'll see soon enough." He said with all due respect.
"But Kibito!" Yelled Piccolo, who broke his levitation.
Kibito never responded, which got Piccolo a bit worried. His feet landed gently on the pyramid.
"What in the world could this possibly be all about?" He said, as he now awaiting the old Kai's message.
Piccolo just hoped that Buu didn't somehow survive that spirit bomb, or god forbid, that there was another threat much worse than Buu. He could spend all day thinking about what it could be.
Thankfully, it didn't take long. "PICCOLO! HEEEY! Can you hear me?!" Yelled a rustic, annoying voice that was undoubtedly Old Kai's.
Piccolo recoiled at the sound. "Hmmm. I'm glad Kibito warned me. What, old kai?! I was meditating!"
"Oh hush up." Said a old voice. "There will be plenty of time for meditating later. Now, I'd like for you to listen closely to me."
The old kai cleared his throat before beginning.
"You know of these blasted pride infested fools we call Saiyans of course?" He mentioned, almost with disgust.
"Yeah?" Answered a smart aleck Piccolo.
"Well, I've located one on a very distant world, lightyears away..."
"Another monkey?" Piccolo grew a bit afraid. What if this was another brolly repeat.
"Yes, but nothing threatening at all!" He mentions. "As a matter of fact, that's the problem. To say that this Saiyan is an ant compared to the ones you know today would be a massive understatement. Think of him as Gohan's strength, when you first met him. Anyways, he's in a particularly strange world. In a place right now known as Equestria."
"Equestria, you say..." Spoke up Piccolo
Suddenly, the Kai straightened up and got more serious.
"I think that a world like that could use a Saiyan hero, not a villain." He said, making sure to emphasize. "Without a proper mentor, it's only a matter of time before this Saiyan goes rogue, and does become strong enough to actually cause a threat to the poor planet."
"What exactly do you mean by that?" Piccolo asked. "Don't tell me that's where I come in..."
"That's exactly where you come in, actually." He said with a laugh. "Now, listen. I'm not done talking."
Piccolo face palmed. "Why am I not surprised." He said out loud and then waited for him to finish.
"Like most Saiyans, it's a miracle this one survived Vegeta's doomsday. His or her story is no different. Before planet Vegeta was destroyed, this very Saiyan lived there with a family. But instead of meeting his impending doom, he was saved. Saved by a banished, god-like immortal, who was banished to the moon for her crimes. She was a princess even, one only a few hundred years younger than her older sister. Often, she would visit the young Saiyan in his dreams from time to time. She grew very attached to him. But when Frieza decided to destroy planet Vegeta, she could not bear the thought of seeing him die. So, she decided to intervene, using nearly all of her magical power to send the saiyan from Vegeta to her home, Equestria. He has lived here for 9 years."
"Get to the point." Piccolo demanded.
"I don't understand why this princess chose him out of all the Saiyan boys on the planet to save, and frankly it doesn't really matter. Whether the Saiyan is evil or not, weak or powerful, I'd like it if you could train the poor kid. His power level isn't even that much higher than a regular earthlings. For crying out he's lived off of his endurance alone!"
Piccolo seemed increasingly irritated. "Gah. Why should I?! I've had enough with the Saiyans to last me a lifetime. Training another brat like Trunks or Goten? No thanks."
"Don't be like that! Think of it as a vacation. Equestria is one of the most, if not, the most peaceful place in the galaxy."
Piccolo laughed. "And what if I refuse."
"Well, that could leave Equestria in a bind in the future. Who knows how that immature brat would grow up to be. As an adult, he could become deadly to the inhabitants. Wouldn't want that, now would we? Plus, at least there you'd only be dealing with one Saiyan."
Piccolo nodded. "Good point. Fine. I will make my preparations soon."
"Excellent! Kibito Kai will deliver you to this place soon enough. You have three hours to prepare."
Piccolo said nothing, and immediately got up. With thoughts racing in his head, he took to the skies, flying rapidly over to the lookout.
"I must be out of my mind..."
Meanwhile, on The Sacred World of the Kai's...
Kibito quickly stood up from his sitting position. He was quick to speak up. "So, I couldn't help but notice you left out one smaaaaall, little detail." He mentioned.
Old Kai calmly stopped him talking with a raise of his hand. "No need, I think he will figure that out on his own."
Chapter Two - Beyond the Edge
June 1st. 5:15 P.M.
With Zylo, on The Edge of the World.
Roughly thirty minutes later...
After a short hour of walking, Zylo finally came into town. He stopped on top of the final hill that hid the town from view. It was funny, the town didn't even have a name. It was simply referred to as town. Zylo of course didn't think anything of it.
Built partially into a cliff side, the town of two dozen has almost everything a dragon could really ask for. It had a bar, spacious housing, and plenty of fish and gems to gorge themselves on too. The way it was build was also unique as well. The village was almost all up and down, built either into the solid cliff, on top of it, or just at the bottom near the rocky beach and the docks. It wasn't much, but it's home.
"Hmmm. Here I am. I wonder how everyone is doing." Zylo said to himself, as he ran down the hilly path.
He studied the area as he trotted. The sun indicated it was getting a bit late, but no dragon was in sight. Perhaps most of them were in the bar. Down the road, he heard what could only be shouting and cheering, obviously coming from the bar. Zylo wondered if that would be where to start.
"Guess I'll go to the Steel Wing and see what's up." He said joyously.
The Steel Wing was the main attraction of the island, and perhaps the only reason why the inhabitants don't go crazy. It's an old bar on the island, the only one in fact, and it's been here ever since the town has. Andor spent most of his time here, and therefore, Zylo was practically raised here.
Already knowing the way, the young stallion quickly trotted to the old wooden building build into the cave. The familiar smell of smoke and liquor hit his nose the second he opened those swinging doors. He didn't really know what use it would be to skulk around here, but it would be nice for him to at least say goodbye before leaving forever. Everyone in here was a familiar face, except for one griffon, who sat silently in a corner.
"ZYLO!" All the dragons turned and shouted when he entered, just as they did with everyone.
Zylo smiled. They never changed. Each dragon would always shout out your name when you walked in. Whether you liked it or not.
"Hello guys. Where's my round?" Asked Zylo, as he approached a bar stool.
"Right here for ya, sir." Said the bartender, as the smaller dragon quickly poured him a free pint. "That's all your getting too."
"Ha ha ha. Fair enough. I'm just thirsty." Zylo mentioned as he took a seat. "An ale sounds refreshing. Apple, right?"
"Yes sir, as usual." The bartender stated.
Zylo smiled warmly at the bartender. When his attention was on a different dragon, he quickly grabbed his bag of bits that his father left him. He placed 3 in there, the price of the drink when he wasn't looking.
"Ahhh. Well guys? I'm afraid I have terrible news." Said Zylo after he rid the drink of foam. "I'm leaving."
"Leaving?" Asked one dragon who sat next to Z. "Where could you possibly go?"
"Yeah, don't you like The Edge of the World?" Asked a larger dragon.
Zylo did indeed like it here, but he never admitted it to them. He drank some of his ale. It was refreshing after such a long trek. When it was half done, he stood up.
"I'm on my way to Equestria!" He said with enthusiasm. "I've come here to say goodbye to everyone."
For a minute, the news seemed to be unsettling. Finally the one Zylo mainly addressed begin to crack up. Zylo only sipped from his mug as he deadpanned.
"Why in the world would ya want to do a stupid thing like that?" One of them yelled.
"Because Princess Celestia has summoned me to Canterlot! I can't say no to a princess, right?" He yelled in his defense, repeating what his father said.
For a minute, the entire bar got quiet. Everyone kind of shifted glances back and forth. Then, they busted up into even more hysterical laughter, longer and louder than before.
"I'm serious!" Zylo yelled, his voice drowning in the collective groups.
When they all stopped laughing, they also stopped taking Zylo seriously, or even stopped listening in general. He sighed, and he headed for the door. The griffon in the corner watched as he headed for the door, but that's when Zylo was stopped. In came an older looking dragon, smaller than the rest, but still big enough to make Zylo look small. He had a pair of glasses on over his face.
"It's true you fools." He said silently.
The laughing quickly ceased. Zylo was glad to see the familiar face.
"Hello, mayor!" Zylo said happily. "I'm glad at least you agree with me."
"Yes, I was the one who received the message from the princess herself." Said the elder mayor dragon to Zylo. He then angrily addressed the rest of the bar's occupants. "I thought all you goons were here when I told the young boy's father! Guess none of you recall?"
"Oh yeah. Yeah I remember that!" Said one of the dragons.
His friend next to him elbowed him on the head. "Shut up, you. You don't remember that!"
Quickly, Zylo headed for the door. "So, are y'all gonna tell me goodbye now and wish me luck?!"
The dragons busted up into a strange laugh, filling it with goodbye's and goodluck's here and there. Zylo thanked them, and returned his mug to the bar before telling everyone goodbye for the last time.
"Well, guess everyone know's I'm gone now." Zylo said to himself. "The only problem is getting a boat."
Zylo peered over the edge of the fence. Below were the large expanse of docks he used to fish off of. He quickly spotted a boat, but not just any ordinary boat. He got a sneaky idea.
"Hey! How convenient." He said, slyly as he quietly sneaked down to the docks.
He kept his eye on it most of the time. It was a fine boat, as a matter of fact it looked like a mini pirate ship. Clearly the boat was meant for no more than a crew of six or so, maybe even less, but it looked almost other worldly, it clearly wasn't from around here.
"Hold it..." Zylo started to think as he got on the boat. "This isn't a drgaon boat. I've never seen something like this. Which must mean..."
"It's my boat!" Shouted the gryphon from the same platform he spotted the boat from. "Stop right there."
Zylo began to panic. "Oh no! Busted!" He quickly began to untie the boat, hesitantly unknotting the rope that anchored the boat to the dock. The griffon quickly ran down the same path. He had to have only been seconds away.
Heart racing twice as fast as before, he closed his eyes and unraveled the knot. Once it was free, he pushed off the dock with nearly all he had. The sails weren't even up yet, but he slowly drifted out to sea. The griffon stopped at the docks, Zylo chanted at him victoriously.
"HA HA! My boat now, sucker!" He cheered. "Ahahaha! Ha ha ha ha! Nyaaaah!"
The gryphon just scoffed, "Stupid kid." He quickly flew over to his boat. Zylo's laugh was cut short, when he landed right next to him.
"What do you think your doing kid?" He said, not viewing Zylo as anything but a harmless kid.
Zylo was in trouble now, but he knew the only way to get to Equestria was by boat. He couldn't back down, so hesitantly, he thought of something to say.
"H-hey. You heard the mayor." He said, nervously. "I've got to speak to the princess."
"What?! You think stealing a griffon's boat is okay?" He said, about to tear Zylo's eyes out.
"Ummm. No sir, but..." He backed away. "It's just... I really needed one."
"Do you even know how to sail?" He asked, as he went to release the sails. Zylo only shook his head no. "You expect me to leave so soon? After just stopping here not even a few minutes before you arrived? How annoying! Agh!"
The griffon seemed grouchy, more so that his break was over. Zylo was expecting to get tossed overboard, but eventually, the griffon settled down.
"Well, I can't let an inexperienced boy travel across the vast sea in a stolen boat..." He said, Zylo growing hopeful. But quickly he was scolded. "Your lucky I'm headed that way anyways!"
"Thank you sir." Mentioned Zylo. "So, how long will this take?"
"Hmmm." The griffon carefully looked at the sky, and felt the gentle breeze. "I'd say at full sail, probably a few days at most."
"Whaaat!?" Screamed Zylo in protest. "But I have to get there NOW! Three days is way too long!"
"Quiet, you!" Said the griffon, who was beyond agitated now. "Any other ship on the planet could take you months, I'll have you know. No one sails like us griffons do!"
He set his sails properly. Zylo just noticed that the island was already far away, almost impossible to see. The view only added to his anxieties. But at least he was on a solid boat. It looked like it had plenty of supplies, especially just for one griffon sailor.
Many moments passed before Zylo got the courage to speak up, and make small talk.
"So..." Zylo said, finally. "My name is Zylo."
"I know." He said bitterly. "Those barbarians yelled your name clear enough when you came in."
"Ha ha ha. Yeah, they do that a lot." Zylo admitted, as he scratched his mane.
"You can call me Captain Bright Feather. At your service." He stated with pride, a mini salute with his wing following.
Zylo gave him a silly little salute of his own, causing the captain to frown. He quickly tossed Zylo a lime to eat.
"Grab some wood, kid. The skies are clear, but it'll be a long ride." He said, putting on a pair of shades.
And Zylo did just that. He cracked open his lime carefully and ate it. The water around him was very clear, but it still seemed bottomless. The sea always scared him more than anything. It was way too big for him to even begin to wrap his head around, plus the dragon lore he was told didn't help. Zylo was scared that any moment, he would sail off the actual edge of the world soon. He prayed that the dragons were wrong.
"So um..." Zylo choked out, not really sure how to ask such a silly question. "We aren't going to sail off of the edge of the world, are we?"
Captain Bright Feather scoffed loudly, followed by a hearty laugh. "Oh please, Zylo. Do you honestly believe the planet is flat, like the rest of the dragons do?"
"Uhhh..."
Zylo didn't even really get the time to say anything else. "I assure you, that's ridiculous. There is no "edge of the world" and there never has been. The planet isn't flat. It's round, of course! Griffon scientists have proved it."
"R-really?" Zylo said, sounding relieved. "Well, that's good to know."
"There is nothing to fear, young Zylo." Bright Feather confirmed. "You are in good claws."
That was all Zylo needed to hear for him to return to his cheery attidute. He bugged the captain for one last lime. He threw one over, and Zylo ate that one just as fast.
"Next stop, EQUESTRIA!" He cheered loudly, with a mouth full of citrus.
Unknown to Zylo or Captain Bright Feather, below deck, a pair of eyes peers out of an imperfection on the boats hull. They were very strange looking, being 2 glowing pools of cyan. Whatever they belonged to, the eyes blinked once, then retreated back into the darkness.
Piccolo has accepted Old Kai's bizarre request, but how will he fare in Equestria? And what will he do when he discovers the inhabitants are colorful talking ponies?
And what of Zylo? After attempting to steal Bright Feathers boat, the kind griffon decides to take him to Equestria anyways. Will they make it there safely, or will the endless sea claim them as victims? Also, what sort of creature lives below deck of the small ship?
Find out, next time on the Chaos Breaker!
AN: Greetings guys. Hope your liking it so far. Sorry if it's kind of slow. I really need to update faster, but I've been a little busy training. And sorry if there's a few errors. I proof read almost all of it, then accidentally X'ed out of it. It's very discouraging am I right? Well, please, review for me, and let me know what's up. Thanks a lot, and have a nice day for me.