Hey, everyone! As promised, here's the next chapter. I also got a response to the GUEST and I want to say I accept your apology. I also want to thank you for your ideas. If you can give me some more ideas that would be great. Also, I want you to understand that I won't replace your rewrite idea with this one for two reasons. One is because this story is an adopted one. The first two chapters are not mine and therefore if I jumped from Goku to Goten suddenly it REALLY wouldn't make any sense. The second reason is because I personally love where this is going. I'll think about your other ideas though and if there is a way where we could discuss this more privately that would be fantastic.

To everyone else I want to thank you for your patience and please enjoy!

Chapter 21

Told by Ayote. Story mode

I was the first to discover the clearing we met in. The only way in was through a small hole at the base of a tree. Even at full growth, we could crawl through but our parents and the others not like us were too large to ever get through. I found solace in that clearing. It was the only place I could be myself. I hid there to get away from those who chased me for being different and I was too weak to stop them. I was ten of your years when the others started to arrive. Pakcho was the first. I found him on my way lying on the ground and blood pooling around him. It was the first time I found someone like me. I dragged him to the clearing and bound his wounds. It was interesting when he woke up. He stared at me for as if I was a monster. His eyes were just as dark and full of anger as my parents and siblings. I didn't know what to think. Why did he look at me like that? He was the same as me, why does he show me hatred for being the same as him?

"What?" I demanded to him as he tried to sit up and push away from me.

"Get away from me." He growled and I growled back.

"I was fixing your wounds." I answered and gestured at his chest which was covered with large leaves. "Those stop the hurting."

Slowly, I watched as he felt his chest then pulled away one of them. Behind it was clean healthy skin.

"It's gone." He whispered and looked at me. "How did you do that?"

I shrugged. "I got hurt one day and it fell on my cut. After a while, it was gone." I looked at my arm. Cut was an understatement. It was nearly off.

"What do you plan to do with me?" He demanded and I shook my head.

"Nothing. The opening's that way." I pointed to the hole in the tree. "Leave when you want."

He didn't know what to do at first. He looked between me and the hole. Finally, he ran for it and I didn't follow. I knew why he didn't feel safe with me. I didn't feel safe with him. He didn't come back for many days.

Kohlra and Erkin came next. They were brother and sister, born on the same day. One after the other. Kohlra was a beauty. Even I could tell at that time. She had a grace about her, even with the cuts I could see when she crawled through the hole. Erkin was similar to her. His hair stood straight up and you could see a determination in his eyes like a burning flame. He was the most hurt of the two and the one that I ran to.

"How did you know I was here?" I demanded as I cleaned off the wounds and wrapped him in leaves.

"Another like us told me," Kohlra said as she watched me work. "I thought there were no others like us."

"So did I." I finished wrapping his chest and turned to her. "Where do you bleed?"

They also left once Erkin awoke but they returned often. Sometimes just to see a kind face. Others to get healed by the plants. Much time passed before the others came and it was almost where Kohlra, Erkin and I were stuck at the hips. We knew that we had to learn to defend ourselves so we fought each other. I was the quickest to learn and I gained a speed and endurance that Erkin envied. Pakcho came occasionally but it was only to learn to fight. He seemed distant from us as if he thought that if he stayed away, he wouldn't be seen as different. He slowly learned that he wouldn't be accepted by his brothers so came to live in that clearing as well. We found Rota, Chaya, Kaper, and Courge while we were hunting. It was on that day that we discovered how strong we were. A whole tribe of our kind chased them through the forest. Without a thought, I jumped down and started fighting them off. It was so easy that I began to wonder why I hadn't fought them before. I killed every one of them. In my opinion, they didn't deserve to live so I fixed it.

"Ayote, They're hurt," Erkin said as he supported Rota. Kohlra was holding Kaper and Pakcho was helping Chaya and Courge.

"Let's get them home." I said as I took Chaya and we ran back.

Obviously, they stayed as well. The sun rose then fell and we grew bigger, stronger. Kohlra grew dangerously close without hiding it in any way. Rota and Erkin also grew close but tried to keep it quiet while Chaya and Kaper sort of played with each other. Chaya and Kaper were clueless about their feelings for years but a couple of nudges brought them around. Courge and I would have gotten together a lot quicker if he wasn't so lazy but it worked out.

The problems began when the tribes found us. Attacks came constantly. We were never left at peace and it finally came to a point where we had to fight for our survival again. Even Courge, the lazy bum helped and fighting them off and we quickly destroyed them. I didn't expect it to end so quickly but our fights with each other made us strong. Stronger than we could have imagined at the time. And that is why I am here, Goku. I am the source to your powers. By accepting a part of me, your wrath, you were able to gain my strength. You became a Super Saiyan.

Goku's POV

I wasn't sure how to respond at first. I didn't know how much time passed but it felt like years. The woman, my ancestor, just sat in place as I thought about it.

"Why did my hair become blonde?" I finally asked and crossed my arms. "Your hair is black."

"It used to be blonde," She answered and tugged a strand of it. "After a while, we learned that we could lower our power level to conserve energy. The strange thing was that it turned black."

"What about other Saiyans could they do what I did?"

"Yes, but most are too weak to do it or can't connect to their ancestor. It requires both strength and connection."

"Can I learn to control it?"

Ayote nodded vigorously. "Sure. I can teach you."

I jumped up and grabbed her shoulders. "Teach me! Please!"

"Alright, alright," She grumbled and pushed my arms off. "Let's begin."

Done! Please Review for me and tell me what you think. I personally don't like this chapter as much as I think I could but it's what I got for the moment. If you hate it please tell me and how I could fix it. If you love it, great! But still tell me if there's something I should do to make it better.

Also, The eight ancestors are based off the 8 deadly sins. Yes, there are normally 7 but I've heard rumors of an 8th that was dropped in medieval times. The sins are Wrath, greed, lust, gluttony, despond, envy, pride, and sloth.

Until next time.

Ja ne