There was something different about Vegeta's mentality after his meeting
with Babidi. He'd never been dissected in such a way before. That wasn't
to say that, of course, any of Vegeta's arrogance was lost - no this part
of Vegeta was embedded forever into his personality. However, he began to
question a lot more things such as why he was having these reoccurring
dreams.
However, since the meeting with Babidi, he'd been having different dreams. Vegeta no longer dreamt of a body on Namek that he had now presumed to be his. His dreams were very different. He saw a large pink ball floating around and throwing Ki blasts. It was all very confusing and he didn't know what to make of it.
"Right," announced Vegeta as he stood up from the little rock he was sitting on. The other Saiya-jin were busy attending to their pods but Vegeta's voice alerted them immediately. "We must begin training, straight away. We can split into two groups of two and spar every day for the next year! After 2 months, we will swap partners since I easily get bored of punching the same face over and over!"
Raditz, Bardock and Nappa nodded. They too believed it was now time to become stronger.
Bardock hadn't said much on the journey at all. In fact he seldom spoke to Nappa and Vegeta; but this didn't bother them too much. He was spending the majority of his time with Raditz just as he had planned. The oldest of the Saiya-jin figured that he was definitely earning his son's respect. However, the only way he'd ever fully earn would to prove himself in battle. The day was still young.
***
The Planet Earth remained a peaceful outlet of the Universe. After Goku had defeated it's many enemies in previous years, there wasn't that much for the Saiya-jin to do. However, Goku was a warrior and because of this fact, he had never stopped training. His power now exceeded imagination as far as Earth's warriors went. This would not be enough for his next challenge though. He had to excel even the solar system's limits to prevail once again.
"What do you think Kami wants, Goku?" shouted Kuririn across the sky as the pair floated through the air towards the lookout point.
Goku didn't know. He'd received a telepathic call from the guardian of the Earth and was now on his way to answer it. That was as much information as he had on the situation.
The strange thing was that Goku had never heard Kami as distressed as he sounded when they spoke. There was a slight croak in his voice as if something terrible was about to happen. Goku was good at reading people's thoughts in this way; despite his lack of common sense, skills such as this one were crucial to survival on the battlefield.
"I don't know, Kuririn," proclaimed Goku with a look of seriousness overcoming him.
The lookout point stood in the clouds, bellowing down upon the rest of the Planet Earth. It was without doubt the most important building upon the Planet but yet it hadn't seen such terror as it faced now since the Kaio- shins visited centuries ago.
Goku and Kuririn landed gracefully upon the marble platform. The shrine in the sky was as beautiful as ever as the palm trees wobbled slightly in the wind and the stonework of the building glowed like a silver phoenix in the morning sunlight.
Suddenly, two figures came darting out of the building and jog in the direction of two of Earth's protectors. Kami and Popo never changed. It seemed as if they didn't put weight on and almost all of their physical features stayed the side even over time. Mr Popo would always be the chubby genie like fellow and Kami would always be the tall, wise, pale emerald that Earth depended on.
"Son Goku! Kuririn! Thank goodness you're here! We've just received some terrible news from Kaio-sama!" panted Kami as he placed his hands on his knees in an attempt to regain some of his breath.
"What's going on? Who's Kaio-sama?" inquired Kuririn.
"Kaio-sama is one of the Gods that watches over our Galaxy. He is my superior!" proclaimed Kami as he finally stood upright and looked at the two warriors head on.
"Whoa! He's high up the food chain!" proclaimed Kuririn as his eyes widened slightly.
"What's this terrible news, Kami?" interrupted Goku. Kaio-sama? Goku had never heard of this guy before. This must be serious, he thought to himself.
"Firstly, the evil tyrant that has almost complete authority in our galaxy, Frieza, has begun a search for the Dragonballs! If they fall into the wrong hands then Frieza would be unstoppable! However, that problem can wait, since it will take Frieza quite a while to gather the information of the locations of the two sets," announced Kami with a sense of urgency that was immediately transferred to Goku's body language.
"Frieza? That name sounds familiar. We cannot allow him to find the Dragonballs!" exclaimed the Saiya-jin as he raised his fist. "You said firstly as well? Does that mean there is more than one problem, Kami?"
"I'm afraid so, Goku!" butted in Mr Popo.
"Kaiosama understands that a team of Saiya-jin are set to arrive on Earth in exactly 1 years time. However, he does not know their mission or what they want with this Planet. The Saiya-jin are a disgusting race that devour Planets and then present them to Frieza himself as he sells them to his clients! They could be trying to conquer this Planet or they could be in search of the Dragonballs, we just do not know!" cried out Kami as once again he ran out of breath. The old Namek panted for a few seconds as he struck his staff into the floor. He continued. "However, these warriors are far superior to anything we have to offer - even yourself, Goku! We have no defence against them!"
Goku was stunned. Warriors more powerful than himself? He'd not had a good fight since the Budokai tournaments. He didn't know whether to be afraid or not. However, some part of him yearned for battle once more. It had always been there - yet he'd never known why he got this blood rush.
"They're strong, eh? I guess we've got a whole year to train in preparation then! By that time, I should be ready for anything, right?" sounded off Goku confidently. He always counted on his skill to shine through.
"This sort of thing requires something more than ordinary training, I'm afraid," proclaimed Kami as he turned to Goku. The green Namek placed his arm on the Saiya-jin's shoulder and pointed towards the sky.
"We've arranged for you to undergo some special training with Kaio-sama himself. Normally, you have to be dead to visit the afterlife. However, after Kaio-sama pleaded our case to the supreme Kaio-shins they agreed to allow one Earthling visit the world of the dead without actually dying!" exclaimed the guardian with a new found sense of hope. "You will train under Kaio-sama for a year as you develop your battle skills. Then, perhaps, we will stand a chance of defending the Planet. Kuririn, Tenshinhan and your old friend Piccolo will spend 6 months in the Room of Spirit and Time. This is the only way that we stand a chance."
Goku placed his hand on his chin and scratched it gently. Train with Kaio- sama? What an honour to train under such a leader! The Saiya-jin longed to become stronger and this was the sort of environment that he thrived on.
Kuririn on the other hand shook with fear. He knew what training in the Room of Spirit and Time entailed. It was nothing but a solid year of sweat and Ki blasts. He'd not done it before but Mr Popo had pointed out that the room was really only to be used in a last resort situation - it was for this reason that Kuririn was slightly uneasy about going in there to say the least. The gentle breeze carried a sense of inevitability about it. It seemed that Goku would always find trouble and trouble would always find him. He did not quite understand that the biggest Chapter of his lifelong legacy was about to be unfolded though. Despite all his previous conquests and all his battles as a kid, his future was the only thing that mattered. His future would be what the people of Earth would remember him for in the centuries to come.
However, since the meeting with Babidi, he'd been having different dreams. Vegeta no longer dreamt of a body on Namek that he had now presumed to be his. His dreams were very different. He saw a large pink ball floating around and throwing Ki blasts. It was all very confusing and he didn't know what to make of it.
"Right," announced Vegeta as he stood up from the little rock he was sitting on. The other Saiya-jin were busy attending to their pods but Vegeta's voice alerted them immediately. "We must begin training, straight away. We can split into two groups of two and spar every day for the next year! After 2 months, we will swap partners since I easily get bored of punching the same face over and over!"
Raditz, Bardock and Nappa nodded. They too believed it was now time to become stronger.
Bardock hadn't said much on the journey at all. In fact he seldom spoke to Nappa and Vegeta; but this didn't bother them too much. He was spending the majority of his time with Raditz just as he had planned. The oldest of the Saiya-jin figured that he was definitely earning his son's respect. However, the only way he'd ever fully earn would to prove himself in battle. The day was still young.
***
The Planet Earth remained a peaceful outlet of the Universe. After Goku had defeated it's many enemies in previous years, there wasn't that much for the Saiya-jin to do. However, Goku was a warrior and because of this fact, he had never stopped training. His power now exceeded imagination as far as Earth's warriors went. This would not be enough for his next challenge though. He had to excel even the solar system's limits to prevail once again.
"What do you think Kami wants, Goku?" shouted Kuririn across the sky as the pair floated through the air towards the lookout point.
Goku didn't know. He'd received a telepathic call from the guardian of the Earth and was now on his way to answer it. That was as much information as he had on the situation.
The strange thing was that Goku had never heard Kami as distressed as he sounded when they spoke. There was a slight croak in his voice as if something terrible was about to happen. Goku was good at reading people's thoughts in this way; despite his lack of common sense, skills such as this one were crucial to survival on the battlefield.
"I don't know, Kuririn," proclaimed Goku with a look of seriousness overcoming him.
The lookout point stood in the clouds, bellowing down upon the rest of the Planet Earth. It was without doubt the most important building upon the Planet but yet it hadn't seen such terror as it faced now since the Kaio- shins visited centuries ago.
Goku and Kuririn landed gracefully upon the marble platform. The shrine in the sky was as beautiful as ever as the palm trees wobbled slightly in the wind and the stonework of the building glowed like a silver phoenix in the morning sunlight.
Suddenly, two figures came darting out of the building and jog in the direction of two of Earth's protectors. Kami and Popo never changed. It seemed as if they didn't put weight on and almost all of their physical features stayed the side even over time. Mr Popo would always be the chubby genie like fellow and Kami would always be the tall, wise, pale emerald that Earth depended on.
"Son Goku! Kuririn! Thank goodness you're here! We've just received some terrible news from Kaio-sama!" panted Kami as he placed his hands on his knees in an attempt to regain some of his breath.
"What's going on? Who's Kaio-sama?" inquired Kuririn.
"Kaio-sama is one of the Gods that watches over our Galaxy. He is my superior!" proclaimed Kami as he finally stood upright and looked at the two warriors head on.
"Whoa! He's high up the food chain!" proclaimed Kuririn as his eyes widened slightly.
"What's this terrible news, Kami?" interrupted Goku. Kaio-sama? Goku had never heard of this guy before. This must be serious, he thought to himself.
"Firstly, the evil tyrant that has almost complete authority in our galaxy, Frieza, has begun a search for the Dragonballs! If they fall into the wrong hands then Frieza would be unstoppable! However, that problem can wait, since it will take Frieza quite a while to gather the information of the locations of the two sets," announced Kami with a sense of urgency that was immediately transferred to Goku's body language.
"Frieza? That name sounds familiar. We cannot allow him to find the Dragonballs!" exclaimed the Saiya-jin as he raised his fist. "You said firstly as well? Does that mean there is more than one problem, Kami?"
"I'm afraid so, Goku!" butted in Mr Popo.
"Kaiosama understands that a team of Saiya-jin are set to arrive on Earth in exactly 1 years time. However, he does not know their mission or what they want with this Planet. The Saiya-jin are a disgusting race that devour Planets and then present them to Frieza himself as he sells them to his clients! They could be trying to conquer this Planet or they could be in search of the Dragonballs, we just do not know!" cried out Kami as once again he ran out of breath. The old Namek panted for a few seconds as he struck his staff into the floor. He continued. "However, these warriors are far superior to anything we have to offer - even yourself, Goku! We have no defence against them!"
Goku was stunned. Warriors more powerful than himself? He'd not had a good fight since the Budokai tournaments. He didn't know whether to be afraid or not. However, some part of him yearned for battle once more. It had always been there - yet he'd never known why he got this blood rush.
"They're strong, eh? I guess we've got a whole year to train in preparation then! By that time, I should be ready for anything, right?" sounded off Goku confidently. He always counted on his skill to shine through.
"This sort of thing requires something more than ordinary training, I'm afraid," proclaimed Kami as he turned to Goku. The green Namek placed his arm on the Saiya-jin's shoulder and pointed towards the sky.
"We've arranged for you to undergo some special training with Kaio-sama himself. Normally, you have to be dead to visit the afterlife. However, after Kaio-sama pleaded our case to the supreme Kaio-shins they agreed to allow one Earthling visit the world of the dead without actually dying!" exclaimed the guardian with a new found sense of hope. "You will train under Kaio-sama for a year as you develop your battle skills. Then, perhaps, we will stand a chance of defending the Planet. Kuririn, Tenshinhan and your old friend Piccolo will spend 6 months in the Room of Spirit and Time. This is the only way that we stand a chance."
Goku placed his hand on his chin and scratched it gently. Train with Kaio- sama? What an honour to train under such a leader! The Saiya-jin longed to become stronger and this was the sort of environment that he thrived on.
Kuririn on the other hand shook with fear. He knew what training in the Room of Spirit and Time entailed. It was nothing but a solid year of sweat and Ki blasts. He'd not done it before but Mr Popo had pointed out that the room was really only to be used in a last resort situation - it was for this reason that Kuririn was slightly uneasy about going in there to say the least. The gentle breeze carried a sense of inevitability about it. It seemed that Goku would always find trouble and trouble would always find him. He did not quite understand that the biggest Chapter of his lifelong legacy was about to be unfolded though. Despite all his previous conquests and all his battles as a kid, his future was the only thing that mattered. His future would be what the people of Earth would remember him for in the centuries to come.