"Eight months! Eight god damn months and all we've done is build up our foundations, trust me I get the importance but for fuck sake do you have some hidden techniques or forbidden styles you could show us just to keep the repetitions rom ensnaring and suffocating us?!"
The group of martial artist stared in awe. The quietest and most with held amongst them was the reclusive Arlick, who opened up with his little brother and on occasion the blue haired maiden Karen. More so he wasn't one to question methods so long as the results were showing, and they were showing nicely, Arlick and Kakarot with the added weight of the forty kilogram turtle shell plus their other weighted gear equaled to just under one-hundred and twelve kilograms, all of them had shown great leaps in their stamina, strength, dexterity, and mental fortitude.
Master Roshi crossed his arms and looked to his students.
"Is this how you all feel? Is Arlick speaking for you all?"
Kuririn bowed his head, his onyx orbs fallen from the red rimmed shades of his master and onto his navy shoes.
'What am I supposed to say here?!' The young monk panicked.
"Yes he does." Chichi announces getting the monks attention with a partial amount of his panic.
"Well then I suppose there's no point in putting it off. Alright Arlick remove all your weights I need your help for this demonstration." Roshi explained as he walked over to the porch of the home to rest his cane against the railing and remove his special dark purple shell.
Arlick smirked, tugging at the rope that ran across his chest and letting the forty kilogram shell fall was a relief, and removing the cloak, the undershirt, and the boots made him feel lighter than air. The familiarity of the feeling was oddly comforting as he recalled his previous life and the similar instances.
"Okay, so let's explain what's about to happen a bit." Roshi began as he undid the top button of his shirt.
"The Turtle Hermit school focuses primarily on the refinement of the mind, and body with hopes you'll focus on the soul yourself." He undid the next three buttons and looked over at Arlick who was doing some stretches.
"This part of the training can take anywhere from eight months to three years."
The gang stared in realization. Eight years of menial labor six days a week with no pay and no benefit aside from the promise of greater strength.
"I'm always astonished at the rate at which my pupils complete this part of the training, most of you have been ready since month six. But there were some late bloomers.
Chichi gave Kuririn a stare that was filled with blame and misdirection.
"After that there are two techniques that are tought here in the turtle hermit school. Technically three but we'll focus on two for now. One is the After Image technique. The other is the Kamehameha, or turtle destruction wave. Both have a varied amount of time to learn but seeing as your all as gifted as you are. I'd say you can learn both in just about two months."
Everyone smiled, Arlick especially seemed ready to learn something aside from from how to dig up rocks and dodge bee stings.
"Also you all are going to participate in the world martial arts tournament in three months so keep that in your thoughts."
Arlick smirked, a tournament? Perfect with any luck some strong fighters would show up and he'd finally be able to see how he measured up against others.
"Right. Arlick go ahead and try and hit me."
In a flash Arlick was behind there master a red glint flashing in his brown eyes as his elbow came down where Roshi's head had been.
"Huh?" Arlick said before he coughed and toppled over as an open palm struck him in the side.
"And that is the after image technique. You must move at such a speed that you opponent fails to realize that you have moved. Obviously this isn't so good against the blind but you should manage. Alright master that in a month and I'll teach you the Kamehameha."
Everyone had a sparkle in their eye as Arlick rose from the ground and locked eyes with master Roshi.
"Challenge accepted Old Timer!"
-/-
The city in ruins whistled in silence, a drop falling into a puddle resounded in a mighty echo.
Kakarot stopped a glanced over at an empty park. The rusted swing set making an irritating whine and the droid had been leading him in circles since they'd entered this part of the city.
"Alright, fuck this." Kakarot groaned lighting a finger to the droid who turned with a questions smile on the remnants of the false organic material on his face, before it contorted to horror as the pale blue beam shot from the saiyans finger ripping open the droids center.
"Aaaaahhhhhhh!" Screamed the droid as it fell to the earth, its electronic eyes red glow slowly diminishing.
"W-what was that!" Screamed the voice of one irate time god.
"That was step on in my plan, and here's step two."
His arm shot up with the fingers half curls making something of a paw, the muscles expanded and veins ripped across the limb, electricity began to carry across it.
"Step two? What do you mean?! You eliminated someone your part of the distortion in time now!" Nagged Chronoa at saiyan who clearly didn't care.
Kakarot smiled, a fiendish expression if ever there was one. The current of electricity carried into a ball and shot out striking all attractants around the saiyan, the ball quickly growing in size.
Kakarot in his state of joy looked up that the large pod sized ball and clenched his fist, the energy sphere condensed to the size of a mandarin orange and Kakarot brought it down to before his face.
Smiling once more he dropped the orb from his palm and let it collide with the ground beneath him.
The entire island going all the way back to the coast line exploded. A mix of fire and smoke erupting into the sky.
In a distant observatory a blue haired woman in a lab coat looked on in horror before falling onto her knees and crying into her palms.
Kakarot looked around at his handiwork. Where a once crumbling and desolate city once stood supreme, was now an oversized crater filling with sky water and sewage.
"What did you do!" Screamed a voice catching Kakarot off guard.
Turning his world seem to come to a pause as he spotted a saiyan with a similar hairstyle as him.
"Who the hell are you?" Asked the time patrolling saiyan in his confusion.
"My name is Masuhiro! And I'm a saiyan raised on earth!"
'Right! That Masuhiro guy from earlier that the droid mentioned…'
"Alright well, I think I solved your problem so imma go now...your welcome."
The time gears began to spin around Kakarot as Masuhiro screamed up at the ascending saiyan.
"You destroyed an entire city! There were refugees here!"
'Chronas never gonna let me live this one down…'
-/-
Arlicks fist flew at Kakarot, or rather to where Kakarot had once been seeing as the attack went straight through his brother.
With a dive and a minuscule blast from his index finger Arlick counterattacked Kakarot's attempted Kame no Danmaku.
Summer saluting into the the square arena Chichi smirked as she landed beside Kakarot and teasingly waved a blue handkerchief.
"I take it Kuririn is eliminated then…" Arlick spat.
Chichi have a simple bod before rushing at Arlick.
One jump and he was fourteen feet in the air, his cloak partially flapping behind him, and partially held back by the purple shells he wore in pairs.
Kakarot spotting a chance dropped his shell and flew at lightning speeds through the air hoping to collide with Arlick stomach and ruin his defensive posture long enough to steal away his handkerchief.
Unfortunately for the young saiyan whose aura was glaring around him as he flew up the older alien sensed with time to spare and easily turned so that the only thing Kakarot collided with were the stacked turtle shells.
Landing feet first, Arlick laugh as he rammed a semi-closed palm into Chichi's temple knocking her out.
Now it was brother to brother, and neither had an advantage, Kakarot had already shed his weights for speed and more free motion but Arlick could do the same and outclass him...Kakarot had one or two secret techniques he and Chichi had been working on but he wasn't sure he was ready to unveil those...and one of them needed a partner to work anyway.
Arlick dropped his guard and closed both a leyes and gave his younger sibling a smile.
The caring expression threw Kakarot off guard, Arlick never smiled like that during training?!
He felt the pressure slam against his neck and saw the image of Arlick begin to fade. As the younger saiyan fell to the ground he saw his elder brother smirking with both his and Chichis handkerchief in his hand.
-/-
Arlick, Kuririn, and Roshi sat back and dug into a delicious spread of fish, bean buns, and roasted meats.
Arlick, after about seven or eight plates, was filled enough to partially fill a plate, and began his walk over to Kakarot.
Dropping the plate before his drooling brother.
"To the winner go the spoils. Keep that in mind okay."
As Arlick turned he didn't miss that faint thank you, from his brother.
"Hey what's that!" Called Chichi getting everyone to look up at the sky where a square capsule Corp plane was combing at them at speeds that weren't suitable for landing.
Arlick turned in a rush to Kakarot and shouted.
"Let's go!"
Before letting a blue and purple aura devour him as he jumped into the sky, Kakarot leaving his food behind minus a slice of meat that flopped in his mouth as he flew after Arlick.
The pair of saiyans flew up to the ship and braces before its box shape crashed into them and with immense pressure had them pushing with all their might to keep from crashing with the plane.
They flew over Kame house, and the saiyans feet touched earth and immeasurably the battle for friction commenced.
Every inch the ship kept pushing was another inch that the saiyans were embedded into the earth.
Finally at the edge of the cliff
Right before falling into the jungle the ship stopped and both brother emerged from either side the feet redder than either had ever imagined possible and dirt cling to their clothes.
Arlick slightly irritated at noticing the lack of deployed landing gear, walked over to the loading door of the ship that, to his increasing ire, also isn't opening.
Not giving it a second thought the saiyan stabbed his fingers through the metal and placed his free hand against the side of the ship before giving one strong pull accompanied by a grunt.
The door whines for a moment as it was torn away from its locking mechanism and thrown across the field like an unwanted spoiled vegetable.
The rest of the group had caught up to them and narrowly dodged the door Arlick sent flying.
"Hey what's the big idea!" Chichi exclaimed before noticing the solemn look on Kakarot and Arlicks face.
Her brown eyes moved to the inside of the ship were a blue haired girl laid in a pool of blood.
Arlick stomped forward turned her over, an odd mixture of relief and added stress befell him as he saw not the joyful Karen who had gone off with Bulma during her last visit but instead said heiress herself who was bleeding profusely.
-/-
"She'll be up soon, make sure she gets plenty of water, and keep to soft foods for a while. No physical exercise if she moves around too much or it hurts give her one of these." The doctor explained handing over a packet of pills to Roshi, who then left with a bright blue check in his hand with the signature of one turtle hermit upon it.
"What do you think happened?" Asked Kuririn to a silent Kakarot.
"Obviously she was attacked…" spat Chichi who tossed a look outside to where Arlick had been standing shadow boxing for the last fifty-minutes since the plane crashed.
"Well...there's nothing we can do until she wakes up and explains…" Roshi sourly started before spearing a glance at us eldest pupil.
-/-
The blue haired girl groaned as she opened her unswollen eye and looked past the stacked crates of the speeding airship.
Her eyes fell to the front seat where a girl with blue hair, not unlike her own, except with cat ears and a tail unbuckled her self and began moving toward her.
Authors Notes:
Man...it's hard to believe that we're on chapter twenty-five. Feels like just yesterday I was just writing this little idea that popped into my head for laughs. But now, we have followers, and people have favorited this story which means the world to me.
With that said, as you can see I'm switching things up from cannon. More than usual I'd say. For now we are about to leave the 'Turtle Hermit Training Arc!' As I've dubbed it and are about to move in to the '##%%%###***##++++==!' Arc! I'm sorry I can't reveal the name now, you know spoilers and what not. Also I haven't made a name for it yet.
also here a question. Do you guys want movies to be incorporated into this story or should those be their own espérate entity? (Meaning instead of taking several chapters to write the plot of a movie into the story I write it as a separate fic.)