Life As A Saiyan

I know the recent chapters may have seemed rushed and that's because they sort of were. I never intended for this story to stay in the Dragonball timeline for so long but I didn't want to leave a lot of questions unanswered. This should be the last chapter of the Dragonball era, or at least that's the plan.

Disclaimer: Just to be safe I'm putting another one of these, so here we go. I do not own Dragonball or Dragonball Z, I just love it so I write fanfiction, which is for pure entertainment.

Chapter 10: The rebirth of a legend

Kami grunted as King Piccolo invaded his body. Namekians had a special technique that allowed them to fuse and become a new person but in this case it was to become whole again. There was a forbidden derivative, exiled long ago. Forceful assimilation, it was one of the many horrors brought upon by the infamous yet legendary Super Nameks.

The earths' guardian put multiple mental walls in a nigh-futile effort to stop his evil counterpart. Kami's phantasmal body floated in the space of his mind just as King Piccolo appeared.

"Time has sapped away your power and withered your body. Your foolish need for a home was the commencement of your demise. We could have been great. This fragile planet was ours to rule." With each step he broke down the cerebral barriers ahead of him.

"You are correct time has not been too kind to me. Though it has allowed my wisdom to grow and that my mental capacity grew." With a massive mental push Kami sent King Piccolo flying away from his half of their soul.

When he expelled the evil from his body to become the guardian of earth he sacrificed most of his warrior abilities. In exchange he received the aptitude to grow his dragon clan abilities while Piccolo received most of the warrior clan abilities and less of the dragon clan.

Over the years his fighting power had waned but his mental and magical abilities continued to grow. His old, weary muscles tensed as his foe appeared once again.

"You've entered my domain." The guardian dropped his cane, "A grave mistake, never underestimate the power of the mind."

Kami's body began shifting into a younger version of himself, near identical to the person standing across from him. The two halves engaged in an intense stare down.

"While we may not share the same body anymore, our souls are still connected."

The demonic tyrant frowned as realization hit him. The wish he made affected kami too.

He scoffed, "No matter, that day, you didn't expel your evil…you gave up your strength, your courage and your will and now you're a waste of space." They ended their staring contest charging at each other.

Real World, Lookout

Kakarot continued to slaughter the seemingly never ending hordes of demon spawn. His hands were covered in purple blood. Bodies littered the ground around him. He fired a wide-arced ki beam destroying what he hoped was the last of King Piccolo's children.

"Now it's time to end this." He turned his attention towards the halves of a whole.

Inside Kami's mind

A bloody and bruised Kami bowed on one knee, defeated. King Piccolo stood over him, though he wasn't without injury. His busted lips parted showing his jagged teeth.

"I must say, you put up a better fight than expected." His smile became even more menacing. "But now…it's time to be one again."

He roughly placed his hand on Kami's shoulder, digging his nails into his flesh. A bright light surrounded Kami just as a dark, purple energy clung to King Piccolo.

Real World, Lookout

A blinding white light encompassed the two, blinding Kakarot. He put his hand up in an attempt to shield his eyes from the searing light. The light died down revealing a single being in the place where two once stood. He towered over Kakarot by at least two feet. His clothes were the same as King Piccolo's, which put Kakarot on edge.

"Ah, I haven't felt such power in ages." The new person said flexing his new muscles.

"What did you do to Kami?" Kakarot asked assuming it to be the evil counterpart.

"So I'm no demon, there are others out there." The information from Kami's mind began integrating into his, becoming one mind.

"K-Kami?" A watery eyed Mister Popo said gaining consciousness.

He seemed to get the giant Namekians attention. He turned a dangerous smile towards him. With no warning he disappeared.

The ancient genie released a terrified scream as the man he thought was Kami appeared with his fist mere inches from his face.

He closed his eyes waiting for the impending doom. He waited a few seconds but it never came. The thought of it being quick and painless ran through his mind but in all his years as the guardian's aide he had never witnessed such a thing.

"Not today, enough people have died because of your evil ways." Kakarot said as he held the being's fist in his hand.

"Quite impressive I must say it's not all back to me yet but from what memory I do have there's only been one person stronger than-." He realized who the young man in front of him was.

"You're the son of the man who Kami met with in secret, the only man Kami truly feared." He spat when he mentioned his better halves name.

Kakarot had enough talking. He lashed out with a speedy but powerful kick. It connected sending the Namekian across the lookout and over the edge. He turned towards the frightened genie.

"I'm sorry about Kami I don't sense his energy anymore."

Mister Popo couldn't help but break down. The man who had served for the last three hundred years was gone, just like that. He knew what had become of him, Kami had envisioned it. He had hoped to fight back against his evil side but in the end he had lost.

He watched as the young saiyan, earth's only hope chase after earth's possible dictator. With his family off planet, Kakarot was the only one who could stand up to King Piccolo's might.

Just as Kakarot reached the edge a fist collided with his chin. As he was lifted into the air he expanded his senses. He felt the massive rise in power the Namekian received after Kami disappeared. It was now slightly higher than his.

"I guess it'll come down to a battle of skill."

He righted himself, he spotted the ascending Namekian. He floated a few feet in front of Kakarot. No words were spoken this was the battle for earth. Both of the participants knew the stakes, one of them would not live.

"I see you're quite eager to end my life." A sinister grin appeared on his face, "Let's hope my sons feel the same way with your friends."

Kakarot charged with ferocity. He buried his fist into nameless Namekians stomach. He was quickly met with a counter attack. The upgraded Namekian delivered an open palm to Kakarot's chest strike knocking him back. Kakarot was filled with a new vigor. He had to end this quickly. He only hoped his friends could survive until he arrived.

Using the momentary distraction the nameless Namekian continued his attack. He fired energy beams from his eyes. The two beams conversed together turning into a swirling beam of doom. It crashed into Kakarot's stomach leaving a small puncture wound.

"Give up now, your efforts are futile."

"Only a coward would stop now." Blood trickled from mouth as he held his hand over his recent injury. A smile adorned his face as he charged. The Namekian was taken by surprise as he was on the receiving end of a jaw shattering punch. He recovered quickly enough, jumping back into the fight.

The two continued to pummel each other. Kakarot ducked under a high kick before sending a ki covered hand into the side of his opponent. The saiyan grabbed the Namekian before the force of his attack could send him flying. His hand was batted away, followed by a kick strong enough to shatter bones. Kakarot crashed down onto the tiled floor of the lookout.

"Now, you pay for killing my sons."

Kakarot was on one knee as he coughed a glob of blood up. He looked up to the evil Namekian as he landed in front of him. A smile appeared on his face, his love for battle was beginning to overcome his rage. He vanished from his kneeling position. A guttural sound escaped the Namekians parted lips as Kakarot's knee dug into his stomach. The Namekian was sent over the edge and into the sky. Kakarot gave chase and now the fighters floated mere feet from each other.

"No, it's time for you to pay for the death of Krillin."

Blow for blow, the two seemed to be at a deadlock. Kakarot's skill allowed him to land more hits while every attack that his opponent landed were powerful. The two separated, created some space between them. Both were thinking of their endgame.

"Hmm, he should not be able to keep up with me but with the vast amount of knowledge that I now hold, it should be no problem to end him."

"I can't keep letting this guy hit me. His power is higher than mine but I'm the better fighter. Should I go Oozaru? No, that's too drastic."

"You're time on earth is at an end, monkey."

"Ha, I was just about to say the same thing…well without the unnecessary insult."

The two began powering up to their max but something caught Kakarot's attention. He looked behind him, towards the direction of Deva HQ. Throughout the battle he had felt many, some Deva warriors and some demon spawn. Not this one, this one he knew all too well. A sudden sense of dread flooded his body, ice filled his veins. He had lost two dear friends because of the monster in front of him.

"These are you last moments." There was no emotion in his tone, no anger, no sadness, just blank. "HYYYAAHH." Power exploded from the saiyan.

Sensing the impending attack the Namekian began preparing for his attack. A pale purple aura began surrounding him. This would be their last attack, end it all in one move. He was taken from his thoughts by an odd occurrence. He narrowed his eyes as he saw the saiyan's hair flicker gold momentarily.

"Are my eyes deceiving me?" He wasn't sure if what he saw was real but it happened again. He didn't know what it meant but he could feel his opponents' power slowly rising. He had to attack now before his power exceeded his.

It seemed as if time had slowed down just to add to the suspense. The Namekian clasped his hands together out in front of him in a gun like fashion. A small purple energy ball could be seen on the end of his index fingers.

Kakarot charged up one of his signature techniques. His hands cupped at his side, a buildup of blue ki floated in between his palms.

"Ka-me-ha-me-."

The tyrants attacked seemed to be ready, "You foolish child, your efforts are all for naught, 'Demon Cannon!"

His attack left the tip of his fingers in slow motion. What he saw ahead of him made him feel like never before. He had never felt fear in his life, until now. The snarling visage of the golden haired saiyan made his inner most fears seem like stuffed animals. The fear from the deepest depths of his mind began fighting for dominance.

"Haaaaaaaa!" A brilliant beam of ki burst forth from his hands clashing with the opposing thin beam. An explosion rocked the surrounding area, followed by a blinding light that blocked the view of the two fighters.

The light died down revealing both fighters falling from the sky. The Namekian was sporting a massive hole in his chest. Kakarot wasn't any better as his previous wounds gave way for death to enter his body. His hair and eyes were back to their original colors. Both were fighting a losing fight to stay conscious but in the end the fall would kill them. Different thoughts were running through their heads.

"I can't die now, especially not because of some brat." A solution found its way to the front of his mind.

"Would father be proud that I died a warriors' death? What about mom, I know she'll miss me, so would-." Kakarot froze as he saw a large egg emerge from the Namekians mouth. He also saw the life leave his eyes.

"No, a warriors' death or not, I can't die here. My family and friends need-." Fate wasn't on Kakarot's side today as he lost the internal fight and dazed off into a state of unconsciousness.

The large Namekians' lifeless body was the first to hit the ground. Surprisingly the egg landed safely on top of him. Suddenly a large cloud of dust covered the area.

"Got you, I thought I would be too late." The dust settled, revealing a familiar face.

Tien had Kakarot in his arms. He looked down at the unconscious saiyan. He was beaten and bruised. He even saw the hole in his stomach. He checked for a pulse finding a weak but steady one. He didn't know how he was still alive. A lesser being would have died long ago.

"Thank you for opening my eyes, I am in your debt." With that he took off.

Tien made it back to Deva HQ in record time. It had been hours since Kakarot's fight with the Namekian. He was now safe and in a healing tank. His friends were gathered around waiting for him to regain conscious. They didn't have to wait long as his dark eyes popped open. The green restorative liquid drained from the chamber letting him step out without incident.

"Where is he?" He asked in a frantic tone. He looked at the inhabitants of the room.

Bulma stood against the wall avoiding his gaze. He saw the dried up tears that stained her face. Oolong sat in a chair with his back to everyone. His eyes landed on Tien, his enemy. Faster than anyone could see Kakarot had his hand around Tien's neck and slammed him against the wall.

"What are you doing here?" His voice was full of sorrow.

Tien began gasping for air. He tried to free himself but Kakarot was just too strong.

"Stop it!" Lazuli screamed making herself known. She dropped down to her knees beginning to sob, "Just stop it."

Kakarot was by her side instantly, "I'm sorry." He held her in his arms as she broke down. Kakarot looked around the room and saw the sadness. Now was not the time for him to be weak. He was the one they looked to, to fix this but he couldn't. He slowly stood up, Lazuli with him. He opened his mouth to deliver the horrible news but no words came out.

How could he tell them that Krillin and Lapis were gone for forever? Just as he gained the resolve to tell them a voice entered his head.

"Your friends are not lost."

He knew that voice but he couldn't put a face on it. Though the thought of getting Krillin and Lapis back brightened his day.

"What do you mean I thought the dragon balls died with Kami?"

Nothing was said for a few seconds, "Kami was not the only one who could create dragon balls."

I know this chapter is far shorter than my previous chapters but I had to. If I added any more it wouldn't flow like I wanted it to and it might not have made sense all the way through. Next chapter will probably be the longest due it being the first chapter of the DBZ era. When I tell you I've been waiting for this since I started writing this, believe me. Most of my ideas are for that era so it should be great.

And before people ask, yes Kakarot did go super saiyan but only for a brief moment. It was so brief that he didn't even realize it. He won't be using the SSJ form for a while because he doesn't know he has access to the form and frankly he has no need for it. But I'll post power levels for you guys, LKnight out.

Power Levels

Kakarot: 25,000

Nameless Namekian (King Piccolo dominant personality): 30,000

SSJ Kakarot: 150,025,000