Bulma awoke the next morning to find Kakarot gone. She was confused in to where he had run off to. She looked in the bathroom first, then the living room and finally the kitchen. Nowhere. She sat at the table and noticed a note.
'Bulma, at the time of writing this note, it is 7:00 AM. I am on my way to the sea beacause a turtle was lost. If I am not back by noon, come looking for me. Sincerely, Kakarot.' The note read.
Bulma couldn't believe it. Her friend had run off without her! Well she wasn't taking it. She got dressed, capsulised the house, uncapulised her motorbike and drove off towards the sea full speed. She looked at her watch.
"7:20 AM, I can still catch up." She told herself, keeping full speed.
Elsewhere*
"We're nearly there turtle, I can smell it." Kakarot said to the turtle on his back.
"Thank you Kakarot." Turtle replied.
"No problem." He grinned. The turtle on his back was quite heavy and giving him a more difficult run than without him. It was a good workout. Suddenly, a bear popped out of nowhere.
"Humans give me heartburn, but I love turtles! The bear spoke.
"Oh so you eat turtles AND Humans? Sorry, only a turtle here and I ain't giving him to you." Kakarot told the bear. Kakarot put the turtle down and measured the turtle's power level. "A measly 5?" Kakarot asked himself.
"I guess a little heartburn never hurt anyone." The bear replied, launching at Kakarot with his massive sword. Kakarot side stepped without looking and flicked the 8 ft bear into a rock. Killing him instantly.
"What a waste of time..." Kakarot mumbled. He picked up the turtle and finished the final stretch to the sea.
A couple of minutes later, they arrived at the sea. It was amazing. So peaceful and clear.
"Wait here, I'll go get my master and I'm sure he'll give you a gift." The turtle suddenly spoke.
"Sure. But be quick, I told my friend I'd be back before noon." Kakarot replied. The turtle nodded and swam out into the water. After turtle left, Kakarot decided to practice flying a bit. He gathered energy in his body and in one movement, pushed under his feet, lifting him from the ground. Kakarot started to do some basic manneuvers until he heard something in the area behind him. He gently tapped onto the ground and patiently waited for the noise to arrive.
Suddenly, Bulma came rushing onto the beach on her motorbike. The sand kicked up and created a mini sandstorm.
"So you ARE here. I thought that since I was going full speed and I couldn't find you, you'd died!" Bulma exclaimed.
"Oh please, nothing on this miserable planet could kill a Saiyan warrior. Even if I'm low class." Kakarot replied with a scowl.
"Wait, what's a Saiyan?" Bulma asked.
"It's what I am. I hail from Planet Vegeta. We saiyans were a proud warrior race. I was a third class back then, but only a couple of days after I was born, I was sent to purge this planet. Luckily, my father put in a message for me NOT to purge the planet. That is why you're alive." Kakarot explained, "He also said that our planet was destroyed by a tyrant named Frieza. He wrote this before he went to fight him, since I haven't heard from him, he failed..."
"Oh..." was all Bulma managed to say.
So what do you think? Please review. I also have a schedule for this fic. Every Thursday I will upload. The rest of the time will be spent on writing it and other fan fictions I have yet to finish.
