Chapter 8
Jackson doesn't move at all, starring at the ground of Kame house, looking at the bloodied and beaten man on the ground, a blank expression on his face, falling to his knees, shaking lightly, reaching out to the body of the original Turtle Hermit, Master Roshi. "Grandpa... please... get up." He says as he shakes the body lightly, not wanting to believe the truth, tears forming slowly. "Grandpa... GRANDPA!" he picks up the old man, crying heavily, pain in his voice, pressing his head into his shoulder, taking in his scent, he never understood why he had strong senses but now he wants to make sue he will never forget this one. His energy spiked up lightly, sending out his sadness and pain. "No... Its not fair! Not him please! Not my grandpa!" he closes his eyes, as if to wake up from a nightmare.
A memory of the first World tournament he participated in was 8 years ago, Jackson wearing the suit along with Sakuya and Master Roshi, Forge in a similar gi to Piccolo and Gohan during the Cell Games. They have been training on with the old Hermit for a year, and now its time for the new students to finally fight in this tournament. When they landed it was a sense of awe a all the people coming to participate in this year. first would be the three man team battles then the Tournament for the world Champion. "C'mon Jackson you said we go get a picture taken together!" Says Sakuya, and confusing Jackson, causing him to tilt his head "Huh? I did? Weird I don't remember but yeah! lets go grandpa, you too Forge!" Yells the black haired kid, making the quarter saiyan slouch, but smiles when all of them take a picture, Jackson smiling wide in the middle, giving a peace sign, Sakuya smiling simply standing next to him. Forge pulling a Piccolo, looking ominously at the camera, his side facing it, with Roshi behind them all, with his staff, giving a truly happy smile.
Later that day the team battle ends, with a odd team making up of the legendary Jackie Chun, The mysterious Bruce Nii, and Chunk Norise. All of whom were Master Roshi, Kuririn, and a 17, whom of which was only accepting the role because he got to wear a cowboy hat and boots. Jackson in awe of this team of legendary warriors swears to beat them next time, vowing to get stronger. having no clue on who they really were. only to find out the next tournament when they won. "Gr-Grandpa?! You were Jackie Chun this whole time! But why hide yourself!" As Goku in the stands also goes through this massive realization Roshi clears his throat. "I wanted you to know that there would always be someone stronger than you. So you wouldn't just get cocky and underestimate your opponent, my boy, I wanted to make sure you would be a fair and kind fighter like your father and brothers. But, I can see that it's no longer needed, the life of Jackie Chun is over! You unmasked me son, something Goku never has done. And you lead your team to victory. So smile, my child. Smile for the people in the stands. And tell them who you three are!" Jackson runs and hugs Roshi, crying lightly and then gives a toothy grin, looking at the crowd "WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS!"
Crying harder at the memory, then he feels someone grabbing his shoulder. Looking up and seeing the Angle Whis. "That's enough child, I have something to tell you. You can not wish him back with the Dragonballs. That's one of his last wishes. And so is this." Whis moves his staff over Roshis bod as it begins to glow and disappear, turning into a floating cloud of a silver color. "Here it is, Roshi's last gift to you. The Silver Nimbus. Only you can ride it. now if you excuse me I have some smores, I believe their called, waiting for me, hopefully Beerus didn't eat them all" Jackson looks at him and snaps out of his confusion. "W-Wait! Mr. Whis, please explain this! I... I don't understand, who killed him?! Why did he ask you to do this?!" He yells, looking at the angel, whom of which just stared at him, sighs, giving in to the look in the young mans eyes. "If you are serious about this. Go north west for 800 miles, there you'll find them, but trust me on this child. you can not do it alone. the wise thing to do is go to the others, you are not strong enough to face them."
Jackson just couldn't agree to it, even if it was the smart thing, he was only fueled by anger and grief, flying off at top speed, reaching the area, glaring at the 11 aliens. "You... Your responsible for killing my grandpa! I'm going to make you pay! KAIO-KEN X 50!" Encased in a red aura he launches himself at the closes one to him, a man with a dome on his head, purple skin with a reptilian like tail, and white pieces of armor on his chest, shoulders, wrist and ankles, purple, and three toed feet. "Hmph I've been wanting to stretch out my muscles" Says the elder brother to Freeza, Coora then appears behind Jackson, kicking him into the ground and then stomping on to his back. "Pathetic! Childs play!" Jackson grows getting back up, throwing Coora, drawing his sword charging at the Frost demon. Coora simply stops the sword strike with his finger and shatters the blade. Jackson eyes widen and looks at the sword handle "N-No! you bastard!" Dropping the sword handle he starts punching him at Mach speeds then launching the alien into the wall "Now die! KA... ME...HA...ME- AUUGH!" Jackson is on holding his arm as a small purple beam pierced into his left shoulder and then into his leg, arm and stomach. "Foolish hairless ape, how dare you use something of Gokus in my presence!"
Panting he focus all the power of the Kaio-ken into his right arm holding it back charging a beam ass Coora starts to fly towards him "FULL POWER..." a large white ball of Ki appears in his palm, growing larger than his hand. "ULTRA ENERGY WAVE!" He pushes his arm forward at the alien who was now in front of him with a surprised look on his face. "No this can't beeee!" he yells as he is overcome by the beam of pure raw energy. Out of breath he falls to his knees panting, smiling on his face as he looks up only to be filled with confusion. "W-What the? Why are there wires and... metal paint?" the destroyed body of Coora was in one piece missing half of his head, whole lower half and left side and arm, and half of his right arm on the ground smoldering with wires and machinery showing. "Heh, you should of known. The Big Ghetti Star enables me to cheat death. Or well. at least make sure my army is lead by one true mind." Says the true Coora who comes out of the shim, smiling smugly. The cloaked figure then steps forward. "As the first casualty I'll tell you somethings before Janemba here obliterates you. My names Ratiug, and I'm here to wipe out the Saiyans and destroy this rock as in everyone's agreement. But I will say I didn't think you would be able to defeat one of Cooras Metal copies! Color me impressed, and as for your grandfather fear not, your going to be reunited here soon, now Janemba. Kill."
As the being of pure evil goes to blast Jackson away the Silver Nimbus flies in, scooping Jackson up and proceeds to fly off. "Clever. Cell Jrs, lets play some catch!" all 7 full grown cell Juniors fly off easily catching up with Nimbus and goes to blow it and Jackson up, but before they do Goku pops in out of thin air and knocks one into his brother and blast them all away, grabbing Jackson he uses instant transmission to pop them away back to Capsule Corp, everyone all in shock at the sight of their friend. And mourning the lost of their eldest member.
-An: Scene, there you go Chapter 8 hope its long enough for you. enjoy and any questions or request just ask, and if you want to find out what happens next Stay tuned for Dragonball Plus!- (errors and other incidents in my writing has been fixed please enjoy from now on and now I will be using the actual names of the characters.)