Chapter 1 Practice Makes Perfect

Saga 2 has begun! For this season I want to make every chapter at least 4000 words, and I hope to make this saga about 30 chapters long or so.

Also I realized that I had Uub's age wrong during the first saga. I stated a few times that he was twelve, but what I should have written is that he is 17. Sorry about that, but I am too lazy to go back and correct it.

On a distant planet:

Piccolo looked up at the 4 figures standing before him, two women and two men. He could do nothing, but feel honored at their mere presence. They all looked to be of the same race, with pointy noses and pale orange skin. Their eyes had a superior glare to them. Piccolo did not dare to meet their gaze and so he simply looked down on his feet.

"Therefore, I wish to go to hell" - Piccolo said in the most respectful manner he could muster.

"It is a valid plan. Especially if you were to locate more than one of them" - the tallest figure spoke, he was at least 7 feet tall. His clothes consisted of a bright red loose shirt, which were covered by a intricate orange pattern, and a pair of dark red loose fighting pants, which too were covered in the orange pattern. His red hair was combed back down his neck in a slick manner.

"We will allow you to attempt this mission. But I fail to see how it will help. Here, that kind of power would do you no good" - one of the females spoke. She was much shorter than the person in red next to her, only about 5 and a half foot. Her clothes were put together by a tight shirt, which was a deep blue color, and a tight pair of pale light blue pants. Her clothes too were covered in those strange patterns, but instead they were an azure blue color. Her straight blue hair hang down to her shoulders.

"Unless, we choose to revive him sister. That is still a possible outcome" - the second male told his sister in a teasing voice. His clothes too was very similar to the two others, but his loose shirt was a pale light blue, his baggy pants were a light pale green and his pattern was a clear white. He seemed less serious than the others and was shorter than his brother, only about 6 feet. His hair was completely white and it was arranged in a similar manner to Goku, but shorter.

"I doubt it. And even if we revived Piccolo, and he succeeded with his plan, he would still be sorely outmatched" - The women with the blue color scheme said to her brother with a knowing tone.

"Enough. We wish you the best of luck in your efforts, Piccolo" - the last person said, ending their short discussion. Her shirt was light green, her tight pants were a darkish green, while her pattern was a light brown. She was average height, but her eyes displayed a wisdom that none of the others possessed.

Piccolo nodded and then the last person extended her arms and a light glowed from her fingers. In a flash Piccolo disappeared.

On the kai planet:

Compared to the fight with Majin Buu years earlier, the fight with Posset hadn't caused too much wreckage. Kibito kai was just relaxing, reading a book as usual, the elder kai was using his crystal ball to spy on unsuspecting women. "Elder kai, we are supposed to be gods, is that really appropriate?" - the younger kai asked as he noticed what the elder was up to.

"I am too old to be a god! You can take care of the universe, then I will get back to looking at the ladies" - he responded defensively. With a plop two figures appeared. Gohan and Uub were suddenly both standing firmly on the ground.

"Hey guys! What are you doing here?" - the fused kai asked and got up to greet them.

"Good to see you again. Well, I don't know if you know this, but when Goku and Piccolo died, Piccolo contacted us and told us to start training" - Gohan began his explanation.

"I have been trying to reawaken the power you unlocked so many years ago, but I can't get it to work" - Gohan said.

"So I was hoping you could do that ritual again?" - Gohan said, looking over to the elder kai.

"Again? " - the elder kai asked disappointedly.

"Yeah... Not training for 17 years, made it fade away. I am sorry" - Gohan said apologizing.

"Damn right, you are sorry! I will do it, if you promise me not to slack off like that again!" - the elder kai said angrily. Gohan nodded, and so the elder kai walked over to the saiyan hybrid. Gohan sat down in a meditating position, and the kai began the ritual.

Gohan had not told Uub much about the ritual, but he certainly had not expected this. The kai began to wander around Gohan in a strange dance. Gohan simply closed his eyes and began to wait. Last time it had taken what had seemed like an eternity, but Gohan figured it wouldn't take quite as long, since it had already been done once.

"Supreme kai? I was wondering if I could ask you a few questions" - Uub said and walked over to the god.

"Sure, what do you want to know?" - the kai asked and sat down, leaning against his usual tree.

"Well... First of all... I was wondering if you could tell me who beat Posset? Piccolo didn't want to tell us" - Uub asked with a child's curiosity.

"I... can't tell you that just yet" - the kai stuttered.

"Oh well. On to my next question, how exactly does this 'potential unlock' thing work?" - Uub asked referring to the ritual that elder kai was performing.

"Well it raises a person's base power to their full maximum. It isn't a transformation, it doesn't drain your energy away. It allows you to be at full power without straining or anything" - the elder kai explained.

"If it raises a person's base... Doesn't that mean that Gohan could actually go super saiyan after having his potential unlocked?" - Uub asked with an excited shine in his eyes.

"I guess it could be possible. But... even just for the first level of super saiyan, it would take incredible power. You see it raises ones power in every stage, and thus also the power requirement for every stage. Although Gohan may be powerful enough to transform into a super saiyan without the elder kai's unlock, with it... he would have to be absurdly powerful" - the kai said in amazement.

"That sounds amazing! I hope I get to see that!" - Uub said excitedly as a glow filled his eyes, that reminded the kai of Goku.

"I was wondering if you could teleport Gohan back to earth, when they are done? I want to go home and train!" - Uub said. Before he had been to demoralized to train, but after hearing how strong Gohan would become, he felt the urge to get stronger himself.

"Afraid not Uub" - the kai said with a saddened smirk and pointed to his halo. "Since I am dead, I can't enter the world of the living, without special permission. But I can contact you once the elder kai is done with Gohan, then you can come and get him" - the supreme kai said quickly coming up with a solution. Uub nodded, then disappeared.

In hell:

When Piccolo appeared in hell he went over his plan in his head. For ages he had been trying to decipher some of the old scrolls Kami had brought with him to earth from Namek. When Dende had came to earth, he had hoped that perhaps the younger Namekian could help him. The scrolls had to have been written in the ancient Namekian language, but Dende had no idea what the symbols meant.

A few years ago he had almost given up, but then suddenly he recognized a symbol in one of the scrolls. Since his mind was made up by three others, it was hard for him to remember where he knew the symbol from. But after piecing together memory after memory, he finally managed to decipher one symbol. Dragon.

After that the translation had went much better. The meaning behind each symbol was somewhere in his mind, he just had to find it. Just before the incident in the other dimension, he had solved the final chapter.

The most interesting part of the scrolls was about the Eternal Dragons. In ancient times, the Namekians had worshipped them as gods. Obviously, this pleased the dragons, and so they began to bless the Namekians with all kinds of traits. The population of Namek were all pleased with their new gods, until the birth of the first Great Namek.

The Namekians had never been a fighting race, so when one of their younglings were born with a power greater than anyone else on the planet, they were shocked. In the beginning they did not know what to think of it, but the young Namekian couldn't control his power, and so he was send off world. More and more of these Great Nameks were born, and they were all treated the same way.

The Great Nameks were born with a small fraction of the Power of the Dragon within them. So when the Eternal Dragons saw their descendants sent off into space, they were enraged. So they decided to punish the Namekian people. They created a disease which killed a large portion of the Namekians. The few left begged the dragons for forgiveness.

The dragons told them to create 7 orbs of the purest gold. When the Nameks had done this, the dragons surged their power into these balls. The Namekians were told to worship these balls, as if they were the dragons themselves. Even after this, more Great Nameks were born, but now the namekians knew better than to simply dispose of them. Instead they helped them to control their power.

The creation of the first dragon balls intrigued him, but what excited him more, was the Great Nameks. He was almost certain that he was a Great Namek, as he had reached power than none others of his race had ever before. Nail had to have been a Great Namek as well, before he fused with Piccolo, he was the strongest Namekian on Namek. Piccolo knew of only one more possible Great Namek.

Piccolo looked around at the dark surroundings. Everything in hell had a shade of black to it, even the water. He knew of some of the residents in hell, but currently he could see none of them. He walked along a large lake of dark and murky waters. Piccolo stopped and stared into the water. He was sure he had seen something move. Suddenly a pale face appeared in the water. Piccolo jumped back in shock as the creature leaped out of the water, and landed before him. It was pale as marble and its thin limbs seemed to go on forever. It looked at Piccolo with hungry eyes and the launched itself at him. Piccolo was not worried as he couldn't even sense this creature's power, but suddenly a pair of fangs pierced his skin on his neck.

He was immobilized. The creature had some kind of poison that had caused him to be unable to move. He could almost hear Vegeta laugh, killed by a mere ghoul from hell. Suddenly, a beam cut through the ghouls chest. The blast caused the ghoul to get knocked off of Piccolo and it landed lifeless on shore of the small lake. He looked around for his savior, and his eyes met those of a saiyan.

"Hello Piccolo" - Raditz spoke in a gruff voice with a smile on his lips, Piccolo couldn't judge whether the smile was a good thing or a bad thing. Raditz was a million times weaker than Piccolo, but he still hoped that the saiyan would not try to pick a fight with him. He had hoped he could finish this task, without getting into trouble.

"Last time I saw you, your Special Beam Cannon was making its way through my chest" - Raditz said and sat down in the rough sand. He looked up at Piccolo and gestured, for him to sit next to him. It didn't seem like Raditz had any hidden plans, but you could never be too safe. Yet, he decided to take the saiyan up on his offer and sat down next to him.

"Thank you. For saving me" - Piccolo said and rubbed his neck. Raditz shrugged and looked at Piccolo with a serious look.

"You know. Here in hell... You get a lot of time to think. Think about your life, think about your actions. And I think that is the reason they put us bad guys down here, instead of simply getting rid of us. Very few actually redeem themselves and become a better person. Not that I think I have. But after watching you, the prince and that android have a change of heart... I realized that perhaps I don't have to be evil" - Raditz said and looked down at his feet.

"You are saying that you are a 'good guy' now?" - Piccolo asked disbelievingly.

"No... No, that is not what I am saying. It is too late for me to change..." - Raditz said and pointed to the halo above his head.

"I have been dead. So has Goku" - Piccolo said with a knowing tone.

"Yeah, but you always had someone there to wish you back. Who would revive me?" - Raditz said with a grin. To that Piccolo had no answer.

"Well... Thank you for saving me anyways. I was wondering if you could point me in the direction of Lord Slug, if you know him" - Piccolo asked Raditz.

"Sure... He resides in a cave over there in that mountain" - Raditz said and pointed towards a mountain in the distance.

"Thank you. You can come with me, if you want to" - Piccolo said, just as he was about to take off.

"Sure.. Might as well" - said Raditz and took off together with Piccolo.

While they were soaring through the air Piccolo looked over at Raditz. He was having a hard time sensing powers while in hell, it seemed something was blocking his senses, so he couldn't get a proper reading on Raditz. As a pure saiyan, he knew that he had most likely trained all of these years in hell. Piccolo's curiosity got the better of him.

"Raditz, I have to ask. How strong exactly have you become?" - Piccolo asked. If he had the same potential as his brother, then Raditz may actually be quite strong.

"I thought you'd never ask. I think I will keep it a secret" - Raditz said, with a puzzling voice.

On earth:

Vegeta let himself rest for just a moment, just before he got back to training. Ever since Piccolo had told them they needed to train, he had pushed himself harder than ever before. Because Goku was dead, he was the one who had to protect the earth. Well, him and Uub. He smirked at the thought. Not that, the kid wasn't powerful, probably stronger even stronger than himself. But since Goku had died, he had been nothing but a trembling wreck.

Despite Piccolo's warning, Uub had not spend one second training. Vegeta had visited the lookout a few times, to get Senzu's or simply to check up on Uub. With Goku gone, he somehow considered Uub, to be his responsibility. Vegeta shook his head and got back to his training. It had only been a few months since Goku had died, but the saiyan royal had nearly doubled his power since then. He set the gravity to 500 times earth gravity and began his usual workout routine. It was a complex piece of work, but by now he had it memorized.

After an hour of hard training he turned down the gravity and grabbed the bag with Senzu's. He didn't really need the magical beans to train, but it certainly sped up the process. Due to him being a full blooded saiyan, regenerating from near death, made him stronger. That way he could train himself half to death, and then actually become stronger from it. As he looked into the bag, he saw that only one remained. He plopped it into his mouth and walked out the door.

Korin had always been slow at producing the magical beans, but straight after the whole Aku incident Vegeta had contacted him. Vegeta had hoped to purchase some seeds from him, and grow them himself. Even though Capsule Corp. did not specialize in plants, they did have access to some very large greenhouses, just outside of town. But Korin had refused. The Senzu beans, were something passed down from his ancestors and he wouldn't give them to Vegeta under any circumstances. Instead Vegeta had offered to pay him to produce more beans. With a quick withdrawal from his wife's bank account, he had made Korin a very rich cat. Ever since then, Korin always had 10 or so beans ready for him, whenever Vegeta stopped by. They had severely hastened Vegeta's training.

It didn't take him long to reach Korin tower, where the small cat-like creature handed him a bag of Senzu's. Vegeta was just about to go home to train again, when he felt a power on the lookout. He immediately recognized it as Uub, but what surprised him greatly, was that the young reincarnation was training. He could clearly feel his ki going up and down, and could even slightly hear him exerting himself up on the lookout. Instead of flying home, he decided to see how the young man was faring.

When Uub had trained with Goku, they had always sparred, and after that Goku would comment on his technique. Once in a while they would do a little physical training, to make sure they didn't get in bad shape, but mainly it was technique. When training alone, Uub found it very difficult to train his technique. There was no one to correct him, no one for him to try his skill out on and no one to teach him anything new.

He was in the midst of throwing a punch into the empty air, when suddenly he heard a gruff voice from above. "You are finally beginning to train" - Vegeta said as he looked down on Uub.

"Yes. It is really hard training alone, though" - Uub said and powered down.

"Depends on what you are training. If you want to train your body and become stronger, then it should be easy enough. If you want to become more skilled... Then yes, you would need someone to train with" - Vegeta said trying to sound wise.

"That is exactly my problem! Goku always said I have plenty of strength, but that I need more skill. That in order for me to become really powerful, I need to know when to punch and when to kick" - Uub said shaking his head. Vegeta looked as if he was considering something for a moment, then smiled.

"Come with me. I may not be your precious Kakarot, but I can sure as hell teach you a thing or two about fighting" - Vegeta said in his usual stern manner.

"Really? Wow, that would be awesome Vegeta!" - Uub said enthusiastically. Vegeta then soared off into the sky heading for Capsule Corp. and he was soon followed by Uub. Vegeta had never really trained anyone, but was surprisingly looking forward to it. Not only was he interested in training Uub, but since Goku was dead, Uub was at least the second strongest on the planet. That was simply too good of a challenge to pass up.

On planet Vegeta:

52 years ago

Celrey calmly walked through the maternity ward. On his right side there was a large window, and on the other side of the glass several dozen babies were aligned in individual cribs. On each crib there was a small name plate, and he was looking for one in particular. They were not in any specific order, so he spent at least 10 minutes looking around for the crib containing his son. But finally he found it. Avocan, the name plate stated. Celrey looked up at the small screen next to Avocan. It displayed both his power level, his weight, his length and his full name. But what really interested him was the power level. It read 51.

Celrey didn't know much about power levels of babies, so he looked at the screen of the baby next to Avocan. His name was Kakarot, and had a power level of a measly 2. He almost laughed at the puny power level, but contained himself.

"My son" - he said and placed his hand on the glass.

"That is your son?" - a saiyan next to him asked.

"Sure is" - Celrey said with a proud voice.

"You should feel honored. Due to his high power level, Frieza has personally assigned him with a mission" - The saiyan said with a smile on his face. He worked directly under Frieza and so he was always one of the first to know of Frieza's plans.

"Where to?" - Celrey asked shocked, he had assumed that as the father of Avocan, he would have been the first to know of his son's future.

"Planet Zoon. He is leaving tomorrow" - said the saiyan and walked out of the ward.

Celrey knew quite a bit about Zoon. He was the one who had discovered it and later he had notified King Vegeta about its existence, who then passed the information on to Frieza. The highest power level on the planet was 2176, far more than his son could handle, even in his Oozaru. It was a complete suicide mission. Why Frieza would sent an infant to this planet, was beyond him.

Despite what the unfamiliar saiyan had told him, he had to make sure he had been telling the truth. After a few minutes of walking, he had reached the departure bay. It was a large open hall, and the back wall was covered in a giant screen, which displayed the departures that would take place during the next couple of days. Celrey's hope almost disappeared when he found out, that tomorrow at noon, a ship was leaving for Zoon. Still, perhaps it was not for his son.

"The ship that leaves tomorrow for Zoon, can you tell me who is going to be aboard?" - Celrey asked the woman behind counter at the information stand.

"Sure. One passenger, an infant named Avocan" - she said with a smile.

All hope disappeared from Celrey's mind. His son was doomed. Celrey had almost given up when his eyes fell upon a ship. The departure bay was full of ships, yet this one caught his eye. Around all of the other ships, dozens of people flooded both in and out, and cargo was carried into the ships by small hovercrafts. But not this one. The one Celrey had noticed was completely abandoned. With a smile a plan began to spur inside his head.

In the midst of night, Celrey sneaked into the maternity ward. Normally it would have been locked, but he had bribed a guard to let the doors stay unlocked. He soon reached his target and with a swoop the young Avocan lay in his arms. Celrey prayed to god, that no one would be in the departure bay. Fortunately for him his wish was granted. Within minutes, both him and his son, were inside the abandoned ship. Celrey did not know much about space ships, but the ships controls looked simple, and after just 10 minutes of trial and error, the ship had left Planet Vegeta's atmosphere.

Just as they had entered the emptiness of space, Celrey had noticed where the ship was headed. To a planet called Falcoran. Celrey knew of hundreds of alien planets, and if he remembered correctly Falcoran was located relatively close to Planet Vegeta. It would not take more than a week to reach Falcoran.

"Sleep, my son. Sleep" - he said and leaned back in his seat.