Yo! Son Goku and friends! Saiyan Saga (Chapter 30)

Blue

A bustling city street with more rural design philosophy had two men gabbing up a storm as people passed. The dome-like buildings and interesting circular designs of the Capsule Corp. style West City had were nowhere in sight.

"You could be a model Blue, seriously."

"You joke too much. Oh-ho-ho."

"See ya, I gotta get back to work!"

The man named Blue waved back as the man rode his cart of vegetables down the street. Blue smiled with conviction and turned around. As soon as he was clear of the friend he wore a face that straddled the line between deep thought and sadness.

"I know now that I can do things most people cannot, but who am I and where am I supposed to be? It's been over 10 years now and I haven't remembered a damn thing… I'm just very lucky those people at Orin treated me so generously."

Blue looked far up the mountain past the city and to a great monastery up above. Many fighters went at it in their katas and sparring but were too far to actually see from Blue's distance. He huffed out in a sorrowful sigh and brushed his platinum blonde hair to the side. Blue looked one more time to the monastery.

"Thank you."

Blue put his hands in his pockets and walked down the rural street, most people wearing elaborate robes and very lavish clothing, not of the modern designs in West City of suits, ties, and button ups.

"It's that chalky white and red, that's the only thing I can really remember. But is it worth looking for something with a white and red pattern when I've got a good gig here in East? Tch. I should be grateful to even be alive, I've no idea why it matters to me so much."

Blue looked up at the sky and various passersby bumped into him, but he paid it no mind and stared longingly at the blue beyond and the mesmerising white fluffy clouds that crept across the sky at a turtle's pace.

Lucifer

"Wow, are you who I think you are?"

"I am." The small robed imp responded, his white hood and black robes masking his full appearance.

"Lord Garlic."

"Lord Lucifer."

The pale man slicked back his spiky strands and stood up tall from his throne, howling demons, unknown, monsters and the like yipped and guffawed like crazy from the rafters.

"That Garlic!? He pretty smaallllllllllllllllll!"

"Aie Aie AIEEE!"

"Where's your pops at!? Didn't he get his shit rocked by Kami!?"

After the last monster's disrespectful call out the litany of creatures howled with laughter.

"Yo he got goons widdem'! I'm callin' them the fruit loops!"

"AHAHAHAAAAAAAA~"

The callouts from the rafters were impossible to ignore, true gremlins and goons ready to clown on anyone who would dare walk into Lucifer's domain.

"Quiet fools! The son of Garlic is gracing us with his presence! Don't make me come up there."

"Kukukuku~"

The snickers of the damned were still quite loud even after the attempted shushing.

"You might wanna reign in your boys." Garlic stared deep into Lucifer's eyes with a cold conviction.

"If you haven't noticed Garlic, many of my men come from different backgrounds, hard to control. You made the smart choice of a special unit. Who are your fine gentlemen?"

"I'm Nicky." A tall but slender teel skinned man with white hair and robes bowed respectfully to Lucifer.

"Well met, Nicky." He returned the courtesy.

"Yoo wan' im' or sumthin'?" The largest of the three men behind Garlic joked with a mocking tone and a shove onto Nicky.

"He's nice, jackass!" Nicky shoved him right back and a laugh rang out of the large black beast.

"I'm Sancho! I don't like you Lucy, doesn't even look like you lift. Heh-Heh-Heh." The large man's hefty laughs almost rumbled the floor, and his loose pink strands of hair bobbed up and down in conjunction with his outburst.

"Ginger." The smallest of the three just appeared cordial in front of The Lord.

"We-hell. All three of you look capable." Lucifer responded respectfully as he shook the hand of Ginger.

Ginger filed back into a line with the others and crossed his arms.

"I am honoured to finally have one of the goat's of the demon realm enter my halls. Now tell me, what can I do for you, Garlic Jr?"

Garlic jr. smiled deep through his hood, his sharp fangs twinkling in the dim light of the cylindrical hall of the damned.

Krillin

"Long time no see, Champ."

Yamcha smiled and shot a nod at Krillin as he came onto the lookout.

"Where's Tien? Chiaotzu?"

"Well Chiaotzu is back at Mifan, I think Tien is with Launch and Piccolo's meditating."

"Didn't ask."

"Bruh."

Yamcha and Krillin met in the middle with a high five into a fist bump.

"So?"

"We got all 7, just waiting for the go ahead from our boy."

"Right on."

"Yo, I needed to talk with you and Tien about something."

Krillin raised a brow, crossed his arms, and focused his attention square on The Wolf.

"I think I fought a Saiyan while searching for the Dragon Balls."

"You what?"

"Like Goku, black hair, brown tail."

"What?"

"I beat his ass but it still looked like a Saiyan to me."

"Where was this?"

"Ahhhhh, some castle this dude named Jagger owned, I dunno."

Krillin thought for a moment, tongue in cheek.

"Do you think more could have come besides Goku, like maybe one arrived before or after?"

"No clue but, I wanted to get to the lookout as fast as possible so that we could go nuke the joint."

"Hah-ha. Damn, okay."

"I'll let Tien have his free time with his girl, me and you could probably do a duo operation."

"Whatever man, dying to actually get out of here and put my skills against someone who's not you guys."

"Dope! Follow me!"

The pair smiled wide and zoomed away from the lookout, clouds parting in their wake.

"How're things with Bulma!?"

Yamcha took a moment to think.

"Better! Where are your girlies at!?"

"Don't remind me! I'm too busy trying to get these gains!"

"Amen!"

The pair laughed and vanished into the aether.

Prince Vegeta

Prince Vegeta's eyes opened for a moment. He blinked groggily awake under the droning sound of the pod and the ambient low red light.

"Oh for gods…" He mumbled as he looked at the control panel on the right side.

Tk-ct-ta-tap. Be-bee! Kshhhhhhhhhh~

The mist sprayed over him once again, his eyes closing and falling into a lull.

Prince Vegeta recalls the first time he met Emperor Cold, in his adolescence. It's blurry and he never remembers the details correctly, like a fuzzy film recorded shittily on a VHS.

The Emperor strided into the throne room of the Saiyans with that cocky smile of his, standing much taller than the admittedly tall man King Vegeta was.

"Vegeta."

"Emperor."

"Oh-ho-ho. How interesting, you call yourself a king and yet you bow to others? Disgraceful." The Emperor palmed Vegeta's thick shoulder pauldron and the weight of god pressed down against him, there was no possible way The King could get out from under this pressure.

Emperor Cold smiled coldly and let him go.

"The Queen?"

Vegeta locked eyes with the indifference of The Emperor's and motioned with a head nod toward the battle hardened woman. A small child resembling The King was cradled in her arms, she looked down at him with warmth, an electric blue scouter on her left ear and eye.

"It's time you know."

She swallowed harshly.

"I know." She responded, laying the child down.

Vegeta was not a toddler, but an infant. There was no way The Prince should have been able to recall this memory but the fact of the matter is; when you're in the presence of someone who is close to God of Destruction levels, you are impossible to forget. Vegeta holds no other memories of his mother other than her demise right in front of the throne.

SkwuuouuuuuTHHH! KSHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

All Emperor Cold did was turn his back to her, but his immense power caused his cape to cleave her head from her torso clean. It made a cut most blades could only ever dream of making and her blood sprayed all over the throne room.

"You did this, King." Emperor Cold smiled wide. "Never forget that. You could have let the Saiyan royalty die out and just be commoners like the rest of the Saiyans. You did this."

There was a moment of pause as a harsh wintery coldness filled up the room, Cold's smug smile ran out and he took a more composed stance.

"Damn it Cooler." He dared not let his thoughts aloud.

The Emperor turned his frown upside down once again and regally strided out of the room laughing as he went. He brushed The King's shoulder once again for good measure.

"The Queen has more backbone than you! Oh, pardon me, I misspoke, what the grammatically correct wording would be is, had more backbone than you! Later Kiiing!~ Ta-Ta!"

All the little child could look at was the blue scouter at the base of his assumed mother's body. The Prince grabbed it and stared in deep into the calculating and beautiful glass.

Just at that moment, Vegeta tore awake in a sweat, steaming up his pod.

"Fuck! Why is it always so hot in these damn things!?" Vegeta roared loudly and looked to blow the vessel into smithereens with the blue energies crackling in his hands. "Tahh!"

Vegeta sat back in a huff, exhaling sharply and recalling the light.

"Phuuuuu~" Vegeta breathed out slowly and tapped onto the console again. "Hmph. Guess I'm building up a tolerance for this damn gas."

Turles

The purple alien tapped onto the red switch of his scouter, turning it off and smiling with a smug air.

"I see you palling around with Ginyu's boys, what's up with that Turles?"

"Can it, Cui. I'm not really in the mood for your shit."

"Ooh, feisty. Don't worry, I'm no snitch."

"That's what they all say."

"You say that like you got something to hide monkey-boy."

Just then the hangar door slammed open and Burter slid into the convo, arm draped over Cui.

"What are we gabbing about boyss?"

"Burter, when did you get here?"

"Am I interrupting? My bad, I know thesse marital sspatss are important, I'll let you guyss do your thing."

"You don't hafta do it to em' loike that Bahtah, sheesh."

"Hehehehehehehehehehehehehehe." Burter cackled like a goblin, rapid fire raspy laughs.

Recoome and Guldo walked in from behind the red and blue and stood proudly. Recoome gave a nod to Turles and the Saiyan returned it. After a while of small talk and waiting, Bardock and The Captain walked into the hangar.

"Sheesh!" Jeice and Burter let out in an annoying manner as soon as Ginyu walked onto the scene.

"We just too icy."

Bardock shook his head and Ginyu strutted into a jog over to the ship, smiling all the while.

"All aboard boys, file in! Cui!"

The purple alien just raised a brow. Ginyu stood tall and saluted him, The Captain's infectious enthusiasm forced a met salute from him. Ginyu just smiled as the back door of the ship closed and it prepared for intergalactic flight.

Krillin

"You sure you weren't off the sauce?"

"Bruh I was the one who dodged this mollywhopper." Yamcha replied as he walked through the massive hole his assumed Saiyan adversary had made previously.

Krillin eyed the surroundings carefully, shifting the loose concrete and stone with his hands, not a sound or person in sight.

"And this place was packed before?"

"Mmhmm. There were butlers and stuff out the ass, there were a buncha' dudes here. I have no idea where they could have gone."

Krillin just sharpened his brow and the pair examined the abandoned rubble. The castle looked nice for the most part, no clear destruction apart from what Yamcha and the others participated in. After a long time searching they gave up the ghost.

"I mean, nobody with ki is here, that's for sure."

Yamcha put his hands on his hips and made a sassy face.

"So what's the move? We blowin' it up?"

"No Yamcha, what if there are people in there and we can't sense em'?"

"Fuck em'."

"Bruh." Krillin responded with a monotone voice, hopping over the debris and out into the castle air outside.

Yamcha laughed like a goon and the pair flew away, Krillin had a smile forced out of him at his partner's goofy chuckles. Yamcha's face wrote of a man not so concerned anymore whereas Krillin was now full of thought and intrigue.

"Was Yamcha buggin'? I'll ask Bulma next time I see her."

Yamcha prodded at his friend's worrying face.

"You okay bud?"

"Yeah, just glad you told me. I gotta lot to think about."

Goku

The red rays glinted off Pikkon in a massive explosion.

Zzzyuuut~GA-KOFFFFFF!

"WELL DONE, GOKU!" Pikkon shouted from the brown mist his beam had stirred up. "EXCELLENT!"

"Huh-Hah!" Goku laughed out almost squeakily.

The two met in the middle with a high five and rebounded with their forearms.

"Let's go! You've really made a lot of progress."

"Well my teacher's too busy being like, the best ever so I think It's been pretty reasonable."

"My man."

"Goku!"

Pikkon and Goku smiled with respect before the little brother turned around and waved him off with a mini-salute. He hiked it up the steps and stood before The North Kai.

"What's up King Kai?"

"We've only got a month until the Saiyans arrive on Earth. You're not as strong as I'd like you to be, but the fact of the matter is that…" The blue man fixed his teashades and searched the bleachers below him for an answer. "If you and Raditz team up against Vegeta you do stand a solid chance if you keep up this level of growth."

"Great!" Goku swung his right fist down in front of him in a declaration.

"Now Goku."

Goku tightened up a bit and met the eyecontactless contact through the Kai's shades.

"You must be careful, Vegeta is twice as strong as you, this fight is going to be your toughest yet!"

"I know King Kai!" He shouted back with a little bit of ferocity, not of malice but of adrenaline. "I just, I've never been more excited. I get to fight alongside my best friends, my brother, and Piccolo! I just know this fight is going to be on the level."

The Kai looked to Goku with continuous bewilderment.

"How can one man be so ready to jump headfirst into unknown territory? I would call it stupidity, but I feel like that's not entirely applicable."

"King Kai?"

Goku's voice brought The North Kai out of his ruminating trance and he let out kind of a dumb mumble.

"Yes?"

"Thank you for teaching me." Goku grabbed onto the man's hands and got onto his knees in gratitude.

"Goku, chill out with that." King Kai sort of rudely took away his hand from the graceful gesture but Goku just smiled wide, making the Kai feel kind of bad about it.

"This is gonna be the biggest one yet!" Pikkon's voice echoed through the hall and Goku turned around, excited.

"Whatever you can do I can brush aside like it's nothing! WHAT YOU GOT TOP HAT!?"

Raditz roared loud and the arena shook under Pikkon's pressure. He chuckled to himself for a moment as the older brother took a low stance, his chest out loud and proud as he squatted.

"Not that much heat, Pikkon." He stated to himself, laughing a bit as he tried to reign it in. "Don't wanna splatter the poor fella now."

The rumbling of the arena quieted down and the surging energies around Pikkon's arms lessened considerably. He breathed out deep and put his closed fists outward, aiming them at Raditz.

"Be careful Raditz!" He howled in an angry tone. "This shit is way beyond what you've been doing!"

"I've passed all your tests, Top Hat! I'm not gonna flunk just before graduation!"

"Good!"

"THUNDER!"

The long pause before Pikkon finished his statement was deafening, one could hear Goku's solitary swallow loud and clear throughout the entire arena.

"FLASH!"

A smaller burning inferno than one would expect shot out from Pikkon's hands in a tornado, furious and intense. The winds kicked up ferociously and drug Raditz' footing every which way in its strong wake. It was difficult to hold up his ki guard, he kept slipping up in his dissolvant, the tornado edging closer and closer as if it were breaking through barriers one at a time.

"FOCUUUUUUUSSS!" Pikkon shouted with endearment.

"I'M TRYING YOU GREEN BASTARD!"

Raditz grit his teeth, his arms at his side as the tornado appeared right before him, almost sucking in his mound of hair into the alluring flames.

"I'M NOT LETTING MY LITTLE BROTHER DOWN AGAIN!" Raditz shot out a chamber punch with his right, blowing the tornado out of alignment.

It maintained shape but was shot to shit, Raditz roared with the might of an Oozaru and shot a chamber punch of dissolvant with his left, clearing the rest of the blaze in two waves.

"Wa-hoooo!" Goku leaped with glee from the stands and tackled Raditz in a hug and they tumbled to the stadium floor.

"Dah! Get off me you touchy bastard!" Raditz' harsh words meant nothing in the wake of his exuberant laughter.

Goku smiled and stood up, dragging Raditz to his feet with him.

"Good job bro!" He respected his bubble this time with a thumbs up.

Raditz just smiled and looked over to Pikkon.

"Good shit, Raditz."

Raditz just met Pikkon's praise with a subtle nod upwards of his head, Pikkon showed his bright whites at the endeavor. The trio stood in the center of the arena for a while before Goku broke from the formation and headed up the bleachers toward the blue master.

"So what do we do now? Pikkon gave us the go ahead with our ki blast defence."

"You've got a natural knack for ki blasts, so I just want you to develop your own techniques. As for Raditz…"

The Kai looked at the man's impressive mane of black hair before returning his focus to the younger brother.

"I want him sharpening his Kiai, and Ki Sourcing."

King Kai looked back to the student in question.

"It's the fundamentals now, don't want to distract you boys with any new techniques just before the fight."

"So you've got more!?"

"Heh-heh-heh. This is exactly what I was talking about."

King Kai tapped Goku on the shoulder before coldly walking away from the arena.

"King Kai! Wait up!"

The blue master shot back a sly smile and Instant Tranimssioned out of there in a flash.

"I'm gonna get him one of these days." Goku said with a bit of an attitude, crossing his arms and tapping his left foot on the ground rhythmically.

Tien

"Yeah yeah, you got it." Krillin commended as he backed away from Tien's hands.

"Kame-hame… Ha!"

The blue beam shot from Tien's hands like a dream.

"Oh wow, I don't really see why I put this off so long."

"No biggie."

The blue beam shot into the unknown above the lookout and Krillin whistled as it left the atmosphere. The pair high fived and Krillin took a more neutral pose in front of the palace.

"Honestly, you grinding up your skills probably made it easier to add the Kamehameha to your repertoire."

"I could see it." Tien mimed a catching motion with his hand and Krillin opened a nearby cooler of drinks, tossing one of them to his three-eyed friend. "Thanks."

The two of them sat in silence for a while, only the breezy winds and rustling of the nearby palm trees making any noise.

"Well since you taught me the Kamehameha…" He led on with a shrug and a smug smile.

"I bet it's not too hard."

"Oh we'll see." Tien shot back with sass, standing up even more smug.

Krillin laughed a bit and stood opposite the crane student.

"We start up here. Pointer finger high and elbow tight."

"Gotcha."

"We're 90 degrees pointed upwards, then we snap down onto the target we wanna aim at. Dodon is at the top. Dodon~" A small orb of yellow sparkled. "~Ray!" Tien shot without thinking, shooting a line straight through the main awning of the palace.

"Uhh~"

Tien looked to Krillin and they both just busted a gut at the ordeal, dumb chuckles deep from the stomach.

Kami

"This it old man?"

"Yes, I believe so, it's been so long now." The elderly namekian stroked the harsh metal of the ship.

It was otherworldly in design, blue orbs and other oddities littered the outside of the somewhat boxy, somewhat domely ship.

"So you came in on this hoe?"

"Heh-heh. I would not call this thing a hoe, but I get what you mean young Yamcha."

"I can't believe I didn't drop out when I heard this fool was coming."

"You had all the time in the world, Piccolo."

"And yet here I am, standing next to this goofy motherfucker while he calls our homeland crafting designs hoes."

"I mean hoe out of love." Yamcha almost fell over in the strong winds of the tundra, his long hair flailing wildly.

"As far as I understand it, hoe means unfaithful wench. I see no correlation between a spaceship and an unloyal Earthling. Where's the connection?"

"You see Kami, he wants so badly for us to believe that he's not whack, but he's just as whack as the rest of us. I'm goin' in." The Wolf hopped up onto the platform and ascended into the stark white namekian technology.

"Rrrrrgh."

"In due time Piccolo."

"Nah, I hate that guy."

"Heh-heh-heh. You cannot win them all."

"Not even close."

The pair of namekians stepped with stoic strides onto the platforma and then rose into the ship.

"Yo this place is kinda fuego Kami."

"Hmm?"

"No I meant, it is really nice."

"I am fucking with you Yamcha, I know what you meant."

"Oh-ho-ho." He laughed out awkwardly.

Kami patted Yamcha harshly on the back and wandered around the spacey inside.

"This upholstery? Sheesh."

His elderly inflection absolutely killed the young user of slang.

"Wh-ha-hat?"

"Oh am I not allowed to hang?"

"No pop off, tell the people Kami. They need to know."

"I will inform them." The Guardian of Earth sat deep into the chair, a bright and unmistakable smile.

Piccolo paced around the stark white main chamber, examining the details thoroughly. The Wolf and The Demon shot a quick glance at each other, a little bit of intensity before returning to their observations.

Krillin

Krillin tumbled over and then vanished.

"Okay Krillin damn, this is pretty believable."

Yamcha stood stunned, hands on his hips as he looked at the nothingness that was his friend's after-image a moment ago. The Wolf shot out a fist bump and the turtle student met it with his own.

"Good shit bro."

"You know me."

The pair stood nearly alone on the lookout, the only other person being Piccolo, meditating alone at the top of the palace. The silence went on for a while as Krillin and Yamcha gave each other some breathing room.

"Yamcha?"

The Wolf sat down in front of one of the palm trees, his left knee hiked up, arm and head resting on it. He raised a brow and just looked at Krillin.

"This feel real to you?"

The Wolf looked around for a moment in thought.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean like…" Krillin looked up at the blue sky above. "We've been training for so long now with no real release. I don't know, I guess it just hasn't hit yet."

Yamcha's face became more plain and he just stared at his friend while he ranted.

"We've been training for all these months for something we can't verify ourselves. It's not that I don't trust Kami but I can't just go look on the internet and be like: 'Yup, the Saiyans are coming.' Is that weird?"

The Wolf also looked skyward, almost as if his head were pulled up, and not as if he did it himself.

"I think I know what you mean, but no. I haven't been feeling like that."

"Hmm, figures."

"Why do you say that?"

"You, Tien, and Piccolo look so calm all the time. My nerves usually start getting to me pretty bad just before a fight. I never knew how Goku did it so easily, rising to the occasion like he was built for it."

"Come on man, you know Goku's fucking whack. He's not the average you should be comparing yourself to."

"I feel like that's why I have to try so hard."

"What?"

"I personally know someone in my life who is a star, someone truly unique. I feel like I owe it to myself and them to see how far I can go. I know I'll never match up to him but he's a really good benchmark to have. Someone to drive me further."

"See~"

Krillin stopped feeling up the white tile and looked upon Yamcha's scarred face.

"I feel the opposite. I feel like no matter what I did I'd never be as strong as those around me. Goku's a monster and Tien never stops training. After a certain point it's like, why even try? Like~ Phu."

Krillin just nodded.

"But Goku's not the average you should be comparing yourself to, you said that yourself."

"I know~" He let out a harsh sigh and dropped his knee, laying back on the dirt.

"Do as I say not as I do?"

"I guess man."

Krillin smiled before continuing the conversation.

"So why are you here?"

"I dunno. I guess it's just because it's what we've always done."

"The people in this world don't deserve to have their lives taken away from them by people who are only their superior in strength, that's not right."

"Animals do it all the time."

Krillin looked to Yamcha with an even more serious look.

"That's how the animal kingdom works, if you're not hard enough, see ya."

"But we're not savages."

"Sure, I guess. But that doesn't matter since the Saiyans are."

"I'll never know half the people in this world but whoever they are, they don't deserve to go out like that. On a whim of someone who doesn't care."

"I only really care about my boys, Bulma, and Puar. If they blew up all of the planet except you guys I'd be pretty pissed but at least I had my ride or dies with me."

Krillin smiled a bit and let out a laugh-breath.

"This shit's a lot more my speed than fighting anyway. I think in the moment fighting is fun but all the training just bores me to death. Tien will always be better than me because he's willing to do the boring shit every day until he dies and you know what?"

"What."

"He deserves it, maybe even more than Goku. I hung out with his kid while we were hunting for the Dragon Balls and he raised an awesome kid, totally worth the sacrifices he made for his martial arts. He's so smart for his age."

"Yeah? That's awesome."

"Damn straight."

Raditz

The older brother stared into the salmon sky and orange clouds above the small green ball his master called a planet. The drifting clouds brought a long since past feeling into his chest. The Saiyan beat onto his chest primally with a few soft knocks of his right knuckles.

"Where is father? Turles? Why did they not spare any thoughts of Kakarot?" The loose thoughts ran across his mind as he stared into the strange skyline. "Am I weak because I care? Is that what brother meant? I've known Turles all my life but Kakarot is practically a stranger and yet he brought me close despite the fact that I caused his death."

King Kai drove by in his sleek red car, doing laps around the planet like nobody's business. Bubbles hooted and hollered on the roof of the vehicle, the monkey clearly having a great time. Gregory floated around aimlessly above the planet, looping in dives and teardrop formations, the light buzz of his wings hardly heard.

Goku practiced his ki manipulation, trying to loop his ki blasts in a full circle motion while not actually propelling with any forward movement.

"Man! This is tough!"

The younger brother went right back to work, trying his hardest to finagle the energy in such a way, maximal effort into stalling them, veins popping out at the seams. He seemed to be making some headway before the energy stopped bending to his will all of the sudden.

"Dang!" He let out, swinging his fist in an arc and stomping on the ground as the yellow line fizzled.

Goku put his right index on his lips and tapped it rapidly as he thought, going to sit down by the tree near the house. Raditz' thoughts became more and more plain to see as Goku caught his older brother staring into the clouds. The little brother got right back up and ran over, throwing his arm around Raditz and looked to where his brother was staring.

"What we lookin' at?"

Raditz shot back a smile and returned the favour, slinging his arm over in response.

"Nothing."

Goku just smiled.