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Chapter 11
Yamcha and Krillin flew around West City, looking for the yellow round dome of Capsule Corp. Finding their object of interest, they landed and walked inside the building to be greeted by a young receptionist. She had a bored expression when they walked in; business was slow that afternoon as it was every other day that month.
Dr. Briefs set back every meeting for a few days so that he could focus on developing new Aerospace vehicles for deep space travelling. The young Miss Bulma Briefs had also stayed in the labs, hoping to further develop a formula for a new type of rocket fuel. That left the other chief scientists to have her page associate companies and remake the meeting schedules- something that she wasn't really always fond of.
"Hello, welcome to Capsule Corporations. How may I help you today." She said happily with a bright smile to Yamcha, thankful that she'd have less paperwork for that day.
"Uhh. Y-yes! I'd like to speak with my friend Bulma Briefs."
She eyed him, looking over both martial artists. The tall one seemed wild with that raggy hair and the shorter boy looked a bit mischievious. She met their kind before.
"I'm sorry, but Misses Briefs had specifically asked not to be bothered at this hour. No if you may leave the building through the door to your left-" She started with her perfected message, but was interrupted by the young man.
"Look. I know this may seem a bit odd and all with someone like me asking to talk with Bulma Briefs, but could you just tell her it's her friend Yamcha."
Sighing with her failed attempt, she knew that he meant what he said so instead of calling in security like she was originally going to do, she called for her employer. 'I just hope she's not in the middle of an important break through.'
Bulma walked out into the room with a scowl evident on her face. She was in the middle of an important research with her finding out the equation synthesis for a new rocket formula, but had no luck. She was however, a bit happy with the excuse to leave the labs.
When she saw Yamcha, her scowl changed into a bright smile. He hadn't visited her often and they had good terms with one another.
"Yamcha! Krillin! It's nice to see you guys here. What brings you two?"
After telling her of their predicament, she understood that they needed another radar. "Well, I do have the blue prints for the design, but I'd need a dragon ball to program the frequency."
Krillin pulled out the ball he got that Bora protected with his life.
"Thank you," She turned to lead them into her lab so that they wouldn't have to wait out in the lobby and catch the eyes of future costumers. "So Yamcha, after you two find the locations, what will you two do when you confront the group?"
"Fight them, I guess" He said.
"Besides, I heard that they were all fought off by another guy easily and, well.. they sort of forgot about this." Krillin interjected, pulling out a brown cap. He didn't know why some one would of left a cap in the shrubs he fell into during Yamcha's fight with the mercenary, so he got it out of curiousity.
Bulma eyed the cap carefully. The cap sported a two red 'RR' design on it and she instantly remembered what the logo belonged to. "Krillin, this here belongs to the Red Ribbon Army." She felt herself grow angry. First they tried to savatage competing companies for wealth, then they threatened a secession from the Earth's government, and now they killed anyone that kept them from getting their hands on the dragon balls. How dare they!
She rethought her previous plans. 'I could just find their base with the satellite dad developed.' "You know guys, I could make you two the radar, but then I could also find the base for you two and you guys could take what they stole of the remaining set."
"But how? With the security they developed, they're bound to have hid their base away from everyone else." Yamcha said, making a point.
"With this." She pointed to the screen that she recently turned back on. On it, she loaded the camera and manually moved it to find the military base. "It's the newest satellite model my dad developed. It should be able to find the place, just give it some time; probably a few minutes would do."
With that, they waited for Bulma to find the hidden base and begin the search.
-x-
Goku and Haruna flew away from the battle site with the recently rescued dragon radar. General Blue had tried to collapse the under water cavern with a torpedo and another aimed directly at them but they were able to stop him from doing so. They weren't, however, able to stop the magma from overflowing so they had to escape from the place.
"Well just have to fly a little ways east and well have our fifth ball."
Blekk awaited for his second favorite pupil to arrive back inside the city. As soon as he sensed him, he immediately teleported to him and teleported him back with him.
"Hey! What gives?"
"Zilan. Today I have an important errand for you." He began to search for the object in mind, and came across the orange relic. As soon as he got a clear signal, he pulled it out from its hiding place and onto his hands.
"What is that?" Zilan pointed at the two-star ball.
"That is a Dragon ball. I can't tell you what it is right now, but I need you to deliver it to this place..."
-x-
Yamcha, Krillin, and Bulma stood on the roadway that the Red Ribbon Army used. Yamcha argued that it was dangerous for her to come along, but she said that there was no way she'd miss an opportunity to assist with history in the making.
"Alright, you guys. Here's the plan. We set off a distraction in this area, while two of us goes over here, and disable the security system. Then, those two will have to meet me in the East wing and bust in while they are busy figuring out what happened. Then-"
"Hey look!" Krillin interrupted. "Goku's back. And Haruna too!" He enthusiastically pointed out. "They can help us out in the forefront." He made an unargubly good point.
When they landed, Bulma gave each of them a hug over her overwhelming anxiousness. Seeing those two arrive really put her stress down to a minimum. "Uhh, Goku? Do you know where Taritzu is? I'm sure you'd know where he is "
Krillin slapped his forehead as he just saw Bulma make her first mistake. Surprisingly, instead of answering her, he turned beet red, remembering about what he swore to not tell his older brother and the others, but mostly his big brother. He was trying to put that memory out of his head, but he was having trouble, being constantly reminded and all.
"N-No. I really don't know where he went, just that he had to go." He answered nervously, looking back at the knowing glare of his second friend that only he could see.
"Oh. Well, I'm glad you two came. Now, onto business. We're about to penetrate the RR Army base and we were kinda needing some back up, so..."
-x-
After a huge fight with the RR Army, Goku tiredly walked away from the destroyed base with the sixth dragon ball in hand. The others already had made it back to the safe zone, and were waiting on him since he stayed behind to clear the area. He was disappointed to find out a survivor had escaped, some old man in a lab coat. He would of fired a Kameha-meha, but one of the androids had jumped out of the rubble left behind.
Sulking in his loss, Goku walked, conflicted on how he lost to the scientist. 'If big brother were here, he'd would of easily taken them all out. I really have to train if a robot was able to catch me off guard.'
Suddenly a rather large object hit him in the back of the head, making him fall forward and leaving a huge mark. "OW! What the He-" He stopped short as his eyes caught the image of the object that hit him. It was the Two-star ball, the last Dragon ball they needed!
Ignoring the pain, Goku jumped for joy and took the ball with him.
Behind a tree, Zilan watched as he studied the boy. Indeed, he looked like the boys of the Valogna family. He knew that Valogna's were associated with intimidation, since the name was derived from Valona, a Pyrastene name for "Valley of Shadows", and Shadows being associated with intimidation. However, this boy didn't seem to give off that fearsome vibe, but rather a friendly one. He also happened to read his mind, finding out that he knew his cousin, and another saiyan.
"I have to ask Taritzu about this when I get back." He whispered to himself.
"HEY GUYS! LOOK WHAT I FOUND!" Yelled a rather enthusiastic Goku.
While Zilan had been out delivering the Dragon Ball to the group, Taritzu searched frantically for the relic he had safely hidden away in his room.
'Where the hell is it?'
"What are you doing, young master?" A recently materialized Blekk asked from the doorway, making the boy jump and in return he chuckled.
"What is up with you and sneaking up on people? And furthermore, I happen to have lost a possesion of mine, a round, orange orb with stars in it. Have yo-"
"As a matter in fact, yes. I told Zilan that I'd be needing him to deliver it to the others and he's out doing just that as we speak. He should be arriving in ten minutes. So, in the mean time, I guess I could tell you a little about their origin."
The prince stood choking on his own words. He wanted to make a snappy comeback, but Blekk slyly talked his way out of being blamed. 'Damn him. He always seems to have an answer to everything.'
Because it was such a great secret that Blekk was going to reveal, they had to talk about it in his old temple, north of the place. He told him to sit down, while he worked his magic to show him a visual.
"Now. What you know currently about the Dragon balls is that they call upon the Eternal Dragon, Shenron. Here's what will confuse you a bit. Shenron, the dragon that is called upon from the dragon balls, is made by a mortal, a namek.
You see, master. When the Elders of the Universe had to set up the ground rules, they decided to give the Nameks, juristriction to the Dragon balls, ancient relics that are connected to The Living Tribunal. Because the relics have a strong connection to The Living Tribunal, One above all's second in command, the dragon balls are a very dangerous power to harness. They can utterly destroy universes if the power amplifies that of a being's already powerful state.
So what was done was that the Nameks were given the Dragon balls to protect, making sure to over ride the connection of the Dragonball's power source, limiting them greatly so that no evil could harness the power so easily. As such, whenever one of these artifacts are created, a version of what the Nameks have in mind for the wish granter, would appear in what they had crafted for the dragon model they had in mind.
Now, how the dragon balls came to be, they used to exist in the old universe as The Living Tribunal's means to appear throughout the universe, serving as their arbiter and judge, for all universes in the omniverse.
Now, when the Nameks were given juristriction over the Dragon balls, LT had their uses as a means to observe the universes, but the power that the dragonballs emitted were dangerous in the wrong hands, so the Nameks had developed a means to limit that emission, and thus, the Dragon balls are able to grant wishes. The Nameks knew they had to limit the wishes as well, so whenever a new set of dragon balls are created, they become linked to the creator of the set, limiting what you can and can't wish for.
However, if used too much the dragon balls will overflow with negative energy, and will wreck havic untill that energy is used up."
Zilan stood next to his cousin as he listened to the Mystic's explanation. Why was it that he had to deliver such a powerful object in the first place if it could be used to destroy entire worlds?
"Excuse me Mentor, but could you tell me why they grant wishes? Do they grant every one's wish or just a specific person?"
"The Dragon of the Namekian made set has enough sentience to know who he is granting the wish for, and what exactly are the consequences. He will grant the wish to any one he sees fit, for really, LT is just an arbitor and will act upon what the universe's favor is. He will not grant wishes to those who can use the power to achieve a status close to his original's level, so not every wish will be granted if it makes them all powerful. But that's nothing to worry about since Shenron has limits to what he can do since he is directly tied to his creator's set of dragon balls, thus making him only a bit more powerful than him, since he can revive the dead, but not so as powerful that he will send you outside this universe and into the omniverse if you wish for it."
-x-
Months passed as the two cousins continued their daily routines. Taritzu had learned up to six styles by then and Goku had already been training vigorously in order to reach up to the thousands in power levels.
Haruna had stayed with Bulma in Capsule Corp to study and help her friend, while also maintaining her training, as Yamcha and Krillin tried to keep up with Goku who had started travelling the world seven months before.
In the meanwhile, Zilan had asked his older cousin about the two saiyans that he saw and why they had come along with him. To his reply, he simply said that they were getting ready to fight against Frieza. He told him all about the evil tyrant, and how he had destroyed the second saiyan homeworld, and to his surprise, Zilan had begun to take him a bit more serious for his drive to train all day.
Of course, Blekk was well aware of the Prince's training schedule and he noticed he was a little behind, so he began to work out a plan. He decided that he could kill two birds with one stone if he went with his counter-part's approach. So with an pocket enchanted pocket watch for each, he called upon the two cousins.
"Yes Mentor?" They both said. Taritzu had been given permission to stop wearing the weighted clothes for the day and so he wore his gi that Roshi had given him.
"I have a proposition for you two."
'Oh God. Please don't be another of those crazy regimens.' Taritzu hoped, thinkinking back on the day he had to fight blindly against a stealthy opponent. It really put his senses to the test, but why would you give some one a chain mace?
"Taritzu, I will be sending you to meet... someone rather important to you."
'Oh thank you... wait a minute!'
"Zilan, I need to send you to a distant place, not as distant as where your cousin is going, but it is important you follow these rules." He handed him an envelope.
"Here. You'll both be needing these." He handed the two a pocket watch of their own.
"Stand on that platform, Young Master."
"Wait. Can't you at least tell me where I'm going?"
His sentence was cut short as he found himself falling through a green cloudy vortex that he saw about a year before when Jikkana had talked to him. He saw a few scenes, moments in time as he fell through the vortex. He saw the destruction of planet Vegeta, his father meeting his mother on one of the planets he was sent to conquer, when Bardock had arrived on planet plant before it was named after Vegeta, with his father and aunt, when the destruction of the saiyan homeworld and inevitably the destruction of the entire solar system had to occur to save the universe. These moments continued to appear as he fell, and just like that, they stoppped as he found himself falling on a much heavier planet.
It looked like planet Earth. Green and luscious, skies clear and blue, and oceans of pacific green. However, the gravity was a bit too much, as he deducted it was about three times that of planet Vegeta. He had to get a hold of himself and try to slow his descent.
A 16 year old boy with a large mane of fiery crimson hair and military uniform awaited for his childhood friend, the foolish Ryabetsu. Their other friend, Zorn messed around with a PDA as the older boy waited patiently. His irritation getting the best of him as he awaited for the moron who said, "He had something rather important to do,".
"Why that idiot. Who does he think he is?" He started ranting about.
"You should take it easy, Kronos. It's not like it's the end of the world or something."
"It doesn't matter!" Kronos interjected. "Every second that passes by is a second I lose of valuable training."
"Well, why don't you start training now?" Zorn suggested kindly.
"Because that idiot promised me that he'd spar with me today. And this prince will not be satiable until he is serviced by his longtime partner." He boldly stated out.
Zorn felt a sweat drop casually fall across his forehead as he heard what Kronos had said. From what the rumors he heard in the academy, it was commonly said that Kronos and Ryabetsu had a 'thing' for each other. And with what Kronos had undeniably said, Zorn felt his blood pressure drop as the revelation was becoming clearer for him.
'Could it be?... Nah.'
The two turned their heads to see who was making all that noise. A figure in the sky continued to fall closer to where they stood, at least from Zorn's perspective.
"Who is making that noi-" Kronos was interrupted as Taritzu fell on top of him. Zorn began to bellow a uncontrollable laughter as he saw the mighty prince taken down by a mere child. He knew he shouldn't have, but this was really something you didn't see every day.
Kronos easily threw Taritzu off of him and scoffed. "Disrespectful commoner. I'll show you not to mess with the Prince of all Saiyans! Prepare yourself." He shifted to his family's stance, the stance created by his ancestor.
Taritzu stood up as fast as he could to block the fist thrown at his face but was sent a few feet away despite getting ready for the blow. He moved faster than anything he saw in his life!
'Crap.' He thought as soon as his tail was caught by Kronos. Zorn stood far away as possible so that he would not be torn apart in the middle of the fight. Kronos would obliterate him in battle, and this boy wasn't the luckiest saiyan around either.
Kronos used his super strength that he developed thanks to the planet's higher gravity to swing the younger boy in a 360 motion and then threw him at a tree. Taritzu was ready for this as he simply bounced from the trunk and launched back into the boy, eager to fight back and show him what he was made of. He wasn't so hot anymore after Kronos sidestepped out of the way and kneed him in the gut, causing him to shoot spit and blood as his lungs tried to keep his breath from escaping.
"Fool. Never let your guard down in battle, especially when your attacks leave you open to your opponent."
Taritzu gasped at how much the blow hurt. Zilan had never hit him so hard while they sparred, and he certainly never had experienced this much pain in his life. But he knew he was a warrior and that all saiyans had been hit before so knew he had to respond. He tried to remember one of Bardock's lessons and decided to go with lesson three.
Kronos threw the boy away, intent on leaving him there since he felt his opponent lose his strength but was caught off guard as an uppercut shot straight towards him. He surprised Taritzu as his fist was easily caught. He had put everything into that punch.
"So you have some fight in you after all? Let's go!"
Taritzu soon found himself in a flurry of punches and kicks, all aimed and intended to render him disable. He remembered what his mental training was for so he focused on clearing his mind and blocking the blows that was thrown at him.
Zorn saw in disappointment as his friend had this fight literally in the palm of his hand. He thought for once that Kronos would have some competition as he felt the ki in the boy's body skyrocket past the levels of the average elite, but was still defeated by the prince. Kronos was one to be known to always keep a cool atmosphere in battle, and despite the boy's unusually powerful attack, he could not help but let his face show a hurtful wince from the after affects.
Taritzu had to do something quick, or else he would be finding himself go unconscious, so he threw a ki ball at the ground of Kronos' feet and rolled out of harm's way. He saw as the fist strike directly into the ground and shatter the spot where he laid upon. 'That could of been me.' He thought.
'This kid seems a bit off. It's like nothing I've felt before. He's pretty good though. Much better than what Zorn could put up with me.'
Kronos swept himself away from his stance and flipped backwards, knowing that he would leave himself open if he stood in the same place. He began to frantically search for the boy once again as he lost sight of him.
"BEHIND YOU!" Yelled Taritzu as he shot a kamehameha at his back. Kronos turned to block the wave of energy at the last minute with his hands but was blown off as the blast was too much for him to handle.
They found themselves fall down to their knees while Zorn held a worried look. Mentor Turles had stopped them, and he was not one to intervene without a reason.
-x-
"King Aiku." A 38 year old Planthor began. He was hand selected by the King himself and was treated as a lifelong friend. "I've ran the tests you've asked and had found out some interesting conclusions. The mysterious boy is of royal descent. His files are also nowhere to be found as well. What shall we do with him, sire."
(1*)Aiku, a man with blue hair and equally as bright eyes, stood silently as he studied the pocket watch in his hands. He saw that pocket watch long before. 'The Mystic has been working, I see.' "Nothing as of now Planthor. I've already discovered where he's from. Do you remember the secret colonies of Chikyuu-sei?" He whispered.
Planthor had been notified of the Saiyan colonies, those on planet plant and those of their sister homeworld, Chikyuu-sei. They wouldn't have chosen to colonize Planet Plant, but that was the planet the Tsufuru-jin had settled on after they stopped wandering throughout the galaxies as planet looters. They were dishonorable, and for that, they had to be under surveillance in order to keep them in order. There was a few saiyans on Plant that took justice to their own hands, but Aiku was not worried about that at all. They'd soon send out the order to wipe them out when the time comes anyway.
"I see. And he is from the colonies?"
He nodded. "You are excused now." Aiku looked through the glass to see what he believed to be his great-grandchild. The servant of Gods, Whytte, had told him about his associate sending one of descendants to the past, and so he found out that the boy had a fourth of his boy's DNA coding, so he knew he was direct family.
He saw his young grandson, as magnificent as his ancestor, Xetsu Rutabaski, who he had a striking resemblance to. His own son looked more like his mother, who unfortunately died during his childbirth, leaving Aiku to raise his boy with no mother. He had done well for the most part, but his boy was not properly disciplined, to which the battle between the two princes happened to take place out of.
"F-father. How exactly did I get back in the palace?" Kronos began as he entered the room.
"Turles had brought you in. He saw you fighting with our visitor and he specifically told you to tolerate your anger. Really son? You'll fight whoever would humiliate you. A good leader will no set an example just with simply who is stronger in battle. They act through maturity. A smart man knows how to win a fight, but a wise man knows which fights to simply ignore."
Kronos looked at his feet, dejectedly as his father had began lecturing him. He knew he shouldn't, but fighting was his greatest past times ever since he was a little kid. He loved to compete with others, but he couldn't tolerate people being better than him in battle, so he let his emotions get the better of him.
"What's his name?"
"Xetsanzu. He is from the colonies, my son. And he is here to learn."
-x-
Blekk checked his chronometer, anticipating the correct time period the young prince was in as of now. He returned Zilan from the past as he ensured that his cousin would do exactly as he had done the year before, but it was a bit odd that he had came back with a certain air to him. In his eyes, he saw love?
Could it be that Zilan had fallen for who he shouldn't. No, not his second favorite; Zilan would not let something like that happen. Hopefully Taritzu would of avoided something like that.
"Better pull him back now." He said with the module showing him the specific date. Taritzu awoke on the stone cold floor of the old temple, covered in sweat and his muscles sore. He was an adult now, being the proper height of his predecessors at 6'1. He was also much stronger than he was before he left, approximately 5 times stronger than before.
"You've done well." Blekk said walking done from a throne at the temple's end.
"What do you mean?" (2*)His voice, being much deeper, but still young and rebellious, much like his parental figure, Bardock.
"Well, other than you achieving a higher level in both physical and mental strength, I'd say you're on track with the training. Besides, it's not easy when you fight against the Last King of All Saiyans. I wouldn't be surprised to find out your grandfather kept those memories at heart." He began to chuckle.
"Last King of All Saiyans? I thought Vegeta was the last one?" Although he hated to admit it, Vegeta was the King after his grandfather according to what their society's rules were.
"No, as you've been told by now, Vegeta might had been chosen as the King of All Saiyans, but only the King of the Saiyans that were on Planet Plant. If he were to be the next King, he would have needed the blessings of the predecessor and the Solar pendant that you have. Without it, no one outside of his jurisdiction would recognize him as King; he'll either have to fight them into submission, or gain their respect. And that pendant he had made for himself, it has no significant value other than being bling."
"And what are you going with this?" He said to make him continue.
"What I'm trying to say, is that no matter what your cousin Vegeta says, you are just as likely to be next in line for the throne. But really, would the people want to have the son of a conspirator to be their ruler. I think not. And even if you are the more likely chosen representative for that position, you'll still be needing the experience of the previous ruler. For that reason, I am going to train you, from now until the rest of the three years are up."
He couldn't believe what he heard even if he were told about this by his mother himself. He was going to be mentored personally by his mentor.
Zilan walked in with a pouch. He gave it to his cousin without looking at him in the eye. "What's this?" Taritzu said.
"Your stuff. I-I.." He was choking on his words as he was greatly embarrassed by the fact that he was put into heat by his cousin's girl. Thankfully Blekk stepped in.
"He's in heat." He said. The prince new about that, as he studied about saiyan physiology and biology. Planthor was also a nice surprise, especially seeing him in his youth. He learned about that certain event in an adolescent's life. It was supposively known to hurt like hell for the male in heat, not being able to smell anything other than the female's scent and that his body will act up on himself due to the overwhelming hormones that take over. Thankfully, that would not happen to him yet.
"And if you're worried about that happening to you, from now on, you'll be only reporting to me in this temple."
He suddenly was washed up by a few memories that caused him pain. Eudora overrun by hellish creatures, the planet having to self destruct and take the entire solar system with it. Why would the Conspirators want to take such an extreme step into usurpation?
"Blekk." He tearfully began as he lifted his head up from where he crouched on the ground. "The Templars did all this. They killed everyone for their own gain didn't they?"
"Not the Templars, Templers, the short term for temperers. It's a common misconception and you've probably heard it mispronounced. It happens when one tries to remember what they've never have recollected before." He reassured in his own way. "But yes, they've done it because they wanted complete intergalactic sovereignty, like Frieza."
'Then I guess I have to focus on my work from now on if I want to beat them. No more fooling around.'
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Power levels
Taritzu
380(w/weights before a few months)
1,010(w/weights after a few months)
1,350(During the fight)
3,640(Full powered uppercut)
2,530(Kamehameha)
6,750( One year later)
Kronos
4,950 (Initial meeting)
Ryabetsu
3,750
Zorn
3,400
Uncle Turles
12,500
King Aiku
15,000
Zilan
2,800
3,600(After a few months)
7,200(After a year)
Yamcha
160
165(After the siege of the RRA Base)
225(After a few months)
272(After a year)
Krillin
220
229(After the siege of the RRA Base)
265(After a few months)
316 (One year later)
Goku
270
285(After the siege of the RRA Base)
416(After a few months of vigorous training)
748(After a year)
Haruna
262
278(After the siege of the RRA Base)
319(A few months later)
367(After a year. She's multitasking)
Notes
(1*) Ike from Fire Emblem
(2*) Peter Kelamis- Goku's ocean dub voice actor after Ian James Corlett
Saiyan Military Power level Ranking system of their Homeworld
*First two apply mostly for children and teens
1-100 (Novice), 200-1,500 (Apprentice), 1,600-2,900 (Foot Soldier), 3,000-3,500(Class D Warrior)
3,500-4,300(Elite Class C Warrior), 4,300-5,600(Elite Class B Warrior), 5,600-7,200(Elite Class A Warrior), 7,200-12,000(Super Elite), 15,000+(Top Tier Elites)
