The second I was healed up after Tien's attack and got Kami to make me some weighted clothes, I beat a hasty retreat and flew off from Korin's Tower. I couldn't really stay there right now and talk plans for a year from now on. I was pretty much an all around jackass that didn't let the others get a word in edgewise and forced them to follow my tune, but it can't be helped.
I need to think. I've got three different sets of memories from three different people. My head's throbbing with pain and running a mile a minute. The second I woke up and knew whom I was, all the information Jordan had on the Dragon Ball universe just flowed through my head, I was picking apart every little detail that came up and I could remember and even now I could feel my breath coming in short almost panicked gasps. The massive, invigorating increase in strength I found flowing through myself after my zenkai did nothing to help alleviate my rising hysteria.
The massive amount of weight on my body, slowing me down to almost a snails pace while I flew probably made it worse. It was a very hasty decision based on my memories of the weights Goku had when he fought Tien before Piccolo and the factor that on King Kai's planet they'd weigh ten times as much, but I need to be alone for a little while and get my head on straight before I do something stupid. Or stupider even. 7,500 pounds in weighted clothing was a terrible idea.
"...Ah!" I hissed as my head gave a particularly nasty throb.
It was so hard to focus on something specific with the mish mash of memories surging through me. It felt like just moments ago my mother and father sent me off From Planet Vegeta before the ships stasis mode kicked in and put to me to sleep. After that, my mind went black not ten minutes later after waking up to Gohan's smiling elderly face. Then started right up with waking up to him again, but feeling oddly displaced in my head because I couldn't remember...but I do remember it all! I forget! But I don't forget!
"Fuck!" I howled in rage, thrusting my hand out and firing a crimson red beam of energy through the air in frustration.
What the fuck! What the hell!? This is such bullshit! My head is fucking killing me!
Clenching my fists, I roared and pulled on the utmost limits of my ki. My red aura sprang up around me like a living flame and I shot down through the air as fast as I could towards the first thing that caught my eye. A large boulder the size of a house. Despite the weight slowing me down to less than a tenth of what my speed should be I descended hundreds of feet in a split moment and plowed my fist right through it as if it was butter.
Despite the sting on my knuckles, it just made me angrier! Fucking pitiful! Why is it so fragile!? I snapped a kicked forward and tore my leg through the ground in front of me, digging up a massive trench, then threw a punch that kicked up enough of a wind current to tear another massive boulder out of the ground and send it flying through the air.
And despite it all. Despite this amazing power, despite the fact that I was easily twice as strong as my original counterpart Goku. I was completely and utterly fucking livid. My vision is practically tinted fucking red! "Piece of shit!" I howled once more in fury, my voice echoing throughout the plains around me. I stamped my feet hard enough to shake the ground and turned to one of the mountains around me. Why were there so many fucking mountains in this damn world!?
Crimson energy filled my hands and I thrust my hands out, one after another, "Fuck it all! Just fuck everyone!" a barrage of blasts left my hands, mowing down everything in front of me in a glaring red explosion that just continued to grow and grow as I fired blast after fucking blast.
Vegeta! Frieza! Androids! Cell! Buu! All of them and who knows what fucking else. Every single damn one of the mad cunts, with a damn chip on their shoulder all going to crawl out of the fucking wood work and try to kill us all. The mountain range in front of me is insane! Why, why why! This is such bullshit! What even is this!?
My mother, father and brother are all fucking dead! Slaughtered by Frieza and in my brother's case practically killed by my own fucking hands! My life, my fucking family, how did I even end up in this fucking clone body!? I was just a normal fucking guy! My friends aren't even really my fucking friends, they're the originals! I'm just a fucking tool created by Kami and Popo to save this useless fucking mud ball that will happily turn on their saviors for an afro headed fucking buffoon. Fuck this world! Fuck my life!
"Fuck it all!" I screamed out into the open air.
"Ka! Me! Ha! Meeeeeeeee!" I pulled back, cupping my hands together and bright blue flaring between my palms, compressing everything I had left into this one technique , "Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!" I thrust my hands outwards and from them exploded a gargantuan blue beam of annihilation, tearing the fiery left overs of the mountain I had been aiming at asunder and rending the entire mountain range apart in a series of country shaking explosions.
I couldn't help it. "Ha!" I broke out into a series of large guffaws, "Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah!" I laughed freely and madly surrounded by a devastation that would look home in the depths of hell. Then I felt my eyes roll up into the back of my head and darkness was all I saw.
I was roused back into consciousness by a sharp pain in my ribs. "Fuck!" I swore explosively, my torso jutting up and forcing me into a setting position. I was about to blow whatever annoyance hit me to kingdom come, but when I saw a tall pointy eared green man scowling down at me with his arms crossed.
"Get up, I've got some questions for you." Piccolo ordered gruffly.
I rolled my eyes and didn't bother. Piccolo is hardly much of a threat right now, not without charging his Special Beam Cannon. From what I can sense thanks to that Zenkai I went through with the help of Tien, Piccolo is a little bit less than half my current power. I'd say he could potentially be suppressing some of it, but this is just a few days after my brother got whacked by the original and green bean over here - so that sounds about right.
The clothes weighing me down massively could be a problem, but I could just blast him out of existence so there's really no need to fuss for now.
"What?" I scowled at him. I'm kind of going through a freaking life crisis right now. "Shouldn't you be off training the brat of the original or something right about now?"
Piccolo snorted, "He's still struggling along, he's nowhere near ready yet for me to personally train him." I almost rolled my eyes again. Sure, Gohan learning how to survive himself in the wild is a good thing, but making him do it for months after he got it down is a waste of time. How long did Piccolo really train him for? Six months or so if I remember right. And with Piccolo's boot camp, Gohan's official Battle Power had been 2,800. If he started training him after just two months, no doubt Gohan would break the four thousand mark, and Piccolo himself would grow stronger with a stronger training partner, and would probably reach somewhere around six thousand, maybe a bit less. But regardless, they would have been strong enough to defeat Nappa, especially if Gohan went rage boost at some point.
"What I'm more interested in is you," Piccolo interrupted my thoughts, staring daggers down at me, "I've already got a general idea of what you are thanks to gleaning information from that dried up old fossil on the lookout, what bothers me is how you got so much stronger than Goku so quickly. This 'zenkai' you spoke of with Kami and the three eyed twit, why did it not effect Son Goku like it has you?"
Ugh, I really didn't want to speak about Goku right now. "Because the closest that fools ever truly been to death was against you," I didn't even bother to conceal knowledge I shouldn't know, I don't really care either way at this point, "And saiyans as a whole, above even being a warrior species - we're natural born survivors. The stronger the threat around, the more we grow from the zenkai. It just so happened that I could sense Raditz' power even while in stasis and remembered his strength. If the original had survived your attack, and got a sensu in time, he'd more than likely be even stronger than me right now." Admittedly, this is only a little theory of mine, with a few holes in it regardless to explain why Goku didn't explode in power early on despite the numerous injuries he got early on, such as against Tao, King Piccolo and this Piccolo beside me. If zenkai's worked as originally shown in canon, then he should have zipped past a battle power of a thousand without too much effort.
The fact that this body, through me knows the powers we're going up against soon just makes me believe it all the more so. It may not have felt say, Frieza's power, but such a looming threat doesn't need to be felt when it's so far beyond you that you cannot even fathom it. So my body growing stronger instinctively to that threat through zenkai is the best idea I had going. To be honest, I hadn't thought I'd even get this strong. I thought I'd at best hit the five hundred mark, but right now, I should be around the thousand mark, if not a little above.
"Hmph, so that's it huh?" Piccolo grunted. I grunted right back. "Now what the hell is bothering you? You're nothing like the Son Goku I know. And I know of him when he was in that exact form. That blast you shot off earlier had more than enough power packed into it to kill Raditz in one shot, so what the hell did you fire it off for? I can't have loose ends like you running around blowing up parts of my planet so willy nilly when I plan to rule it soon."
"Did you know that Son Goku killed his grandfather when he transformed into a Great Ape?" I asked suddenly. Piccolo remained silent. "It's something all us saiyan's can do as long as we have our tails and we get a good look at the full moon. It amplifies our powers by a maximum of ten times."
Piccolo grunted again, "Interesting to know and something I'll definitely keep an eye out on Gohan for," he replied, "But what's that got to do with anything?"
"I can remember my mother and father sending me off to this planet, not to conquer it, but to be safe from the man that conquered even the saiyan race, and I can remember the older brother who excitedly chattered to me about how his power had grown to over give hundred and how he would make sure to train me up to be strong just like him so we could go on all the exciting missions together." I let that hang in the air for a moment, "My parents are dead. My brother killed by near enough my own hands because of the original, and on top of that, the original, pitifully weak minded as he is, stomped our grandfather to death because he forgot who he was and couldn't control himself as an Oozaru."
I turned a narrowed glaring eye towards Piccolo, and finally brought up the true question that was bothering me, "All my family is dead, but they aren't even really my family in the first place, I'm just a copy of Son Goku who remembers being Kakarot." I stated, "My friends, aren't even my friends, they're his friends. Even you are not my rival, but his. I have absolutely nothing in this world - what's the point of my existence?"
Really, there wasn't any need for Kakarot around. I already knew how things would turn out. And anything I do could just make things worse for everyone. Just because they were Goku's friends and not mine, didn't mean I didn't inherit the fondness he had for them. Bulma, Krillin, Yamcha, Tien, Chiaotzu, Mr. Roshi, Launch, Popo, Kami, Puar, Korin, Yajirobe. I let loose a bitter chuckle, "Honestly, Kami can ne quite cruel, can't he?"
Piccolo who had been silently listening to me snorted, a fanged smirk appearing broadly on his face, "Glad to see somebody besides me knows how much of a pain that fossil is," he chuckled. He kept chuckling for a few moments before it trailed off and he narrowed his eyes at me, "As for everything else. Get over it you brat. I was in more or less the same position when I was born. And as you said, you are Kakarot, not Son Goku. And you're far stronger than he ever was at this point. There's no point to anybodies existence, you just reach out and grab what you can to make it worth it. So stop crying like a pitiful weakling and stand up. I can't have one of the main forces I'm gonna use to defend my planet moping around so pathetically." And with that said, a white aura burst out around him and he shot off into the air, leaving me sitting in the grass.
..."Hah," I sighed. Really, getting a pep talk from Piccolo who hasn't even become friends with Gohan yet. What is the world coming too? But, I suppose in a sense, he had it just as bad. I mean, he didn't really lose anyone close to him when he was spawned from the late Demon King Piccolo, but he would have inherited what it felt like to die upon just being born, so it's not like I'm the only more or less clone who has it rough/ Hah, I really can't mope around can I? It's infuriating that I'll just need to get over these feelings.
Besides, do I really have any right to most of them? Like I said before, I'm not Son Goku. Either way, I feel a little bit better, and I get the feeling after learning about the zenkai Piccolo is going to train Gohan harsher than ever. That might be a good thing too. Honestly, if I do stick around, I'm gonna have to smack some sense into Chi-Chi. She's not really got any right to spout the crap she does half the time about Gohan running off when she wasn't much older and without his insane power, and running off all the time as a child herself. That was the entire reason she met Goku after all.
There's really nothing wrong with her wanting to keep him from fighting. He's a child after all, and despite how my stomach rolled at the thought of a powerful saiyan, even a child not fighting, I can understand where she's coming from. But at the same time, she needs to not be a harpy about everything and ease up on Gohan a little. Between her and the constant training, Gohan never got the chance to enjoy his childhood. It made my chest clench in anger when I thought about how raw Gohan got it. It was always his mistakes he got lambasted for, never what he helped achieved or achieved by himself.
Gohan is my favorite person in the entire Dragon Ball universe. And I hated the treatment he got either from those around him, or even fans of canon. The only thing Gohan ever won at in life, was his wife really. Come Super, Videl was possibly the best partner in the entire series, or at least on par with Bulma and 18. But even she started out harassing Gohan and making his everyday life kind of miserable when he started high school.
If I stick around, I'll definitely do something for him. Especially, as weird as it sounds, since he's kind of partly my kid now. Honestly, I'd love to go visit him right now, actually, there was a buzz of excitement that replaced my earlier melancholy at the thought of meeting Kid Gohan. But him and Piccolo becoming friends is something I don't want to get in the way of at all - that's one relationship I refuse to change at all, so I'll keep my distance for a while.
Instead I'll...
Err, I'm not sure what I should do. I could go join the others on the Lookout, but I've already done more training under Kami and Popo than they ever will. I've got enough weight on me to simulate Goku' weighted clothing weighed down by King Kai's planet, and I'm not going to take six months to get to my destination and start training. I could just start off right now and find somewhere to train my ass off.
Maybe, I'll grab some of the Ultra Divine Water. Actually, if it works anything like Guru's potential unlock, then I'm best leaving it till just before Vegeta and Nappa arrive.
Training is a must. Even if I didn't want to, I need it to not end up dead. But one thing I don't have, that made the others in canon grow faster, is a sparring partner, or two. the stronger, the better. Hmm, the best sparring partner power wise would probably be Popo, but he's busy training the other maggots. Behind him it would be Tien, but his power is probably around three hundred or so at best at the moment, so he wouldn't be much help.
If only I had...
Wait!
My power is only around the thousand mark. And Saiyan's come with easily grown minions with a power just slightly higher than mine. I've no idea where Raditz pod is, and it's likely that what I wanted was destoyed by Gohan's rampage against my brother anyway. But, there's one great thing about being Kakarot and Goku at the same time. I know where my own space pod is.
A red aura flared around me, and I took off into the sky, a solution for me has formed.
It took me a good twenty minutes to find it, and all things considered it wasn't even very far. Just a few miles away from where I could sense Piccolo and another much smaller, but steadily growing ki which I assumed to be Gohan. At the very least, flying around and looking for it helped me get used to my weighted gi so much faster. Not that I expected any less, I'm way stronger than Goku was when he started training on King Kai's planet, and this should be about the same weight he had on him.
Note to self. Increase the weight by double once it gets to easy to move.
The white pod wasn't rusted at all, but was covered in layers of moss, vines and such. I burned it all away with a small ki blast and pressed the door release button. And when it opened, I couldn't stop the grin that spread across my face. because there's more than I bargained for.
Black saiyan armor with a yellow stomach area and shoulder pads. Black wrist guards and boots with yellow tinting. I entirely ignored the spandex panties, screw wearing that. But these are much cooler looking than the orange and blue gi just like Goku's that I'm wearing. These will be perfect to use when I fight Nappa and Vegeta. But the two treasures of my find, were the green scouter and small little see through bottle with two small green pill like things.
Saibamen! I couldn't stop the grin from spreading across my face.
But first things first. I put the Scouter on and read my own power quickly. I was curious to see where I stood.
Beep Beep - 1,056
Damn! My power has practically tripled thanks to using Tien to get a zenkai. That's amazing!
"Now then," I hummed to myself. Putting the armor back in the pod, I lifted it up with one hand after closing the door. I had to take a moment to really just marvel at my insane strength, before getting a move on. Flying up, and ignoring the slight burn in my arm from the extra weight added on to me, I set down on a clearing a few clicks away and set the pod down. Then I took the little see through bottle and emptied the green little pills into my hand.
Then I quickly planted both in the ground and stood back to watch the fireworks.
It was kind of gross watching their bulging, cabbage like heads bursting out of the ground, not gonna lie. But moments later, two Saibamen stood in front of me, eyeing me and awaiting instructions. You know they're ugly from a human stand point. But kinda cute when I think how useful they'll be to me. I think I'll keep these guys around. Maybe they'll get stronger as well?
I quickly read their battle power's with my scouter, and to both my expectations and satisfaction, both were resting at 1,200. A decent little bit stronger than me. But at the same time, they only had their instinctive skills and power. They had none of the training I've inherited as Kakarot and a clone of Goku.
First things first though, I pointed at the one on the right, "Right, from now on, you're Ichiji," I then pointed towards the one on the left, "And you're Niji."
I smirked in satisfaction when they merely nodded their heads obediently. Fantastic. It's like getting two dogs that are already fully trained and house broken. Ah...wait. I don't have a house. I...need to find somewhere to live. And I need cash. Just because I know how to live in the wild easily thanks to my memories from Goku doesn't mean I want to. Jordan was used to the finer things in life, like a bed, T.V and the internet. And I don't need to constantly physically train to get benefits. I can train my ki just as well while doing other things.
I wonder if the World's Martial Arts tournament is any time soon? With Ichiji and Niji by my side, I can easily win first, second and third prize. That's like fifteen million zeni if I remember right
And so it begins, the advent of the numbers, as we turn for chapter two.
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