It's interesting to note, that Scouter's have quite a few handy dandy little kind of apps and they aren't just mere communicators or used for scouting battle power. I mean, those are the main uses they have, but not the entirety. For one, they somehow know the universal calendar and even somehow automatically convert to the standard planet time zone. Talk about convenient. Also, why does the entire universe share the same calendar?

Spooky.

Although, sadly it seems like I won't be making any quick cash through the World Martial Art's Tournament. It takes place every three years, that I know, and Goku won it in Age 756, on May 7. And it's currently, Age 761, October 22nd, 6:37 PM. That means Hercule became the world champion just two years ago or so. If it takes place on May 7 again, I'll be able to compete in about seven months or so. I'm definitely doing that. It's gonna be before Vegeta and Nappa arrive, and it'll be a quick and easy way to make money. Nobody else who can compete will be any trouble to beat by then, except maybe as a tiny possibility Piccolo, but he won't compete, he'll be too busy training Gohan.

And I plan to be way stronger than Piccolo ever was around that point in the timeline. In fact, I'm hoping to reach around Vegeta's level. It shouldn't be too hard. If I train at the same intensity as the original, who after six months with King Kai jumped from around four hundred, to eight thousand. Then surely, myself with twelve months and starting at over a thousand should be able to at least reach double what he did? And then I can use the Ultra Divine Water and my remaining sensu bean for another quick, cheating zenkai like I did with Tien.

..Actually, there's no reason why I shouldn't be quite a bit stronger than Vegeta when he arrives. And I don't really care to keep canon as canon now that I think about it. Thanks to the knowledge provided by Jordan, I know so many ways to cheat to get stronger that it isn't even funny. The only real problem will be becoming A Super Saiyan. I've already checked, I don't have a tingly back.

Fucking hacker Caulifla. Your boobs are amazing, but you are so hax lady!

But anyway, why did the date and time matter? It didn't really. It just gave me a timeline in which to get stronger in and to move up in living arrangements. I could probably have went to Bulma and she would have been able to give me a dino cap house or something, but in the end I didn't really want to bother with any of the original's gang right now. So instead, I grabbed my pod and with my two green cabbage headed pets, I...flew over to Grandpa's house.

The original hadn't been here in a while, so it had been a bit dusty. But I knew all the best places to hunt for food around here and there was even a bed! Taking a shit in the woods was a pain though. Jordan's leisurely life style had really soured me to living in the woods, but for the last week or so, I've been dealing with it.

"Hah!" Compressing my red aura around my fist, I physically punched the large incoming purple beam of energy that raced towards me back towards the one who fired it, Niji. With a squawk, the plant monster jumped out of the way in a panic. But I had no time to rest I sensed the other coming at me at a raging pace from behind. I used a burst of my power from my feet to fire off enough momentum to spin me around, narrowly missing the claw strike aimed for my back and at the same time, cloaking my knee in a compressed red aura just as I had done before with my fist.

As soon as I came around after narrowly avoiding the claw strike, I buried my knee into the base of Ichiji's spin and sent him spiraling downwards with enough force to plow through the ground and leave a decently large crater. Niji was quick to hurry to his side and dig out the downed saibamen. Looking them over, I noted they were scuffed up pretty badly. They were born to fight, but I was kind of fond of these guys so I didn't really want to continue beating them up like nobodies buisness. They took it without complaint, but I felt like an abusive pet owner after I got used to the weight on my body and started to rapidly over take them in fights the past week.

"All right guys!" I called down to them, descending towards the ground in the direction of Grandpa's house. "Let's call it a day for sparring and get some grub." I already caught a bunch of giant fish earlier and left them cooking while we sparred. I tended to only spar wit these guys for about an hour, twice three times a day. Once before breakfast, once before lunch and once before dinner, which was about now.

Ichiji and Niji followed me along. Albeit, a bit more gingerly than I did myself. The extra weight on me made my hits all the harder after all.

It took but a few moments for us to reach the cooking pit outside our base of operations, where four giant fish were cooking over a fire. The two Saibamen didn't wait for my approval to start eating, instead landing beside one giant fish and splitting it between them. I wasn't sure what Saibamen ate, or even their life span, but they didn't seem to mind fish, or any other kind of meat, or fruit..or anything I found really. They pretty much ate anything. Although, in nowhere near the quantities I had to eat. I ate three of these giant fish at least on more than one occasion and still felt like I could go ten more without problem.

It was actually quite disconcerting.

Still, this week has shown rather remarkable results. For one, it's possible for Saibamen to get stronger and they've grown steadily. I looked towards Ichiji, whom I had painted a red line down below his right eye to make him differ from his brother and tapped my scouter.

Beep Beep - 1,267

Then I done the same with Niji, who like his brother had a colored line painted below his right eye, although for him, it was blue.

Beep Beep - 1,254

Ichiji was more of an aggressive kind of guy I'd learned quickly, while Niji was more conservative and submissive. More more cautious as well, and he took to sensing and manipulating his ki much faster than Ichiji whom had trouble sitting around for long without fidgeting about and finding something physical to do. Honestly, I wish I could give him a fidget spinner or something. But he'd probably just break it even if he had one. Still, they were both very talented in any aspect of fighting. they'd even quickly learned to mimic my stances and use them to their own advantage, though they still favored claw strikes with their clawed hands and feet regardless. And it only took a few days for them to get basic Ki sensing and manipulation down. But then, they were born only to fight and instinctively knew how to use their power from birth, so I shouldn't be too surprised.

Lamentably, they can't talk either, so I'm a bit hard up for some conversation right now.

My own power and fighting style had exploded rapidly. While fighting, I'd noticed I had a tendency to favor my knee's and elbows after attacking for a continuous attack. It felt like the muscle memory of Jordan seeping through into my fighting, and my style had turned into a mish mash of the Turtle Style and Muay Thai. One awesome little thing I've learned is that, compressing ki to a fine point and attacking the same way as a muay thai user was great for breaking through ki defenses. It was like a physical spear, along the same lines of compressed beams like the Special Beam Cannon or Death Beam, only layered over my physical body and much quicker to use.

My power exploded though. I honestly didn't expect such a massive increase already. But then, this is basically just training at 10 times gravity all day long for a week straight isn't it? Well, actually ten times earth's gravity, on the weights Goku used when training with King Kai. And with my saiyan body I really shouldn't be surprised.

In a week, my power had risen to a staggering - 1,632

It was just after I finished my third giant fish and was lamenting that I had none left and was deciding or not if I should go catch a few more, that I felt it. A rising ki in the distance and not one I'm really all that familiar with. It was powerful...kind of..in comparison to the majority of the weaklings on this planet. About up there with Chioatzu, no actually a bit higher, but a decent bit lower than Yamcha's from what I could feel right now from those twits on the look out.

Even down here I could feel them without much trouble, and pinpoint who was strongest by rank. Tien was followed by Krillin, with a small gap between them, but not too substantial. No surprise there. Krillin was probably even more talented than Tien, the only reason Tien was ahead of him was because he was a much harder worker - not that Krillin didn't work hard, but Tien worked harder than any of the other humans by a decent margin. Yamcha lingered a decent bit behind Krillin, followed by Chiaotzu and then Yajirobe. Only Tien was closing in on the kind of power the original and Piccolo were at during the fight with Raditz though.

Granted, it had only been like two weeks or so since the original died, so it's kind of a decent increase I guess. They've all jumped up a decent hundred in battle power from what I can estimate by feeling them out and comparing their previous selves to the original who had a battle power of 416 when he fought Raditz and myself who was in the 350 range the moment I woke up. Tien was actually just slightly stronger than myself when I woke up.

So who was this power? It felt kind of familiar, but not to the point where it was somebody I generally bothered to keep track of. Probably an ingrained habit I inherited from the original. I frowned when I felt a miniscule power, that of an average human right beside the familiar power disappear.

No doubt about it, they'd been killed.

Looking in the direction of the power, I activated my scouter.

Beep beep - 261

'Interesting,' I hummed thoughtfully, whoever this person is, they're decently stronger than Master Roshi. I wonder who it is, and why they just killed some random weakling?

Curiosity getting the better of me, I tossed the fish bone I was nibbling on aside and stood up. "Continue your usual training routine after dinner and then rest, I'll be back in a little while," I told my pet Saibamen who were just curled up around the fire, enjoying the warmth.

With that said, I flew up into the sky and sped towards where I felt the mysterious power. I had to change course moments later when it suddenly and rapidly left the position it was in before and rushed somewhere else. Stopping in mid air, I instead of following it on a wild goose chase, was content to wait until it stopped wherever it was going.

It took over an hour before whoever it was reached their destination. I honestly got so bored waiting on them I started shadow boxing in the air. I trained myself mid air for a total of one hour and thirteen minutes according to my scouter. Such a nifty device, it's like a watch I don't even need to look at my wrist tot ell the time with. Honestly, I was really starting to love this thing. It had an alarm clock, timer, a camera and video recorder and even tuned into a freaking radio station that played music for the entire Planet Trade Organization.

I'm so gonna see if Bulma can connect this baby to the internet one day. That'll be awesome!

Now that the power was stationary though. Following it was child's play. Heck, following it while training had been a little bit of a challenge and I had enjoyed it a bit as extra training. My whole body burned with torn muscle through rigorous training, but all I could really do was take a sense of pleasure in the burn. Being a saiyan was like being part masochist I think. Not that I'm complaining, it makes the training way easier to deal with.

Unlike the person I was following, it didn't take me anywhere near as long to reach the same destination. Well, mostly because I was actually closer than they were, but still. With my max speed, it only took about ten minutes to get there. And to my surprise, the power led me to a rather large pristine white dome like mansion. It was huge too, and right in the middle of nowhere. It was like Bulma had taken Capsule Corp in a dino cap and let it out in some remote location.

"The hell?" I said my self stupidly. Why would anyone build a mansion out here? Is this some kind of early Dragon Ball movie villain I've forgotten or something?

Walking up to dome mansion, building...thing. I didn't even bother ringing the doorbell, instead I punched it clear off its hinges and swaggered on in. Waiting is for fodder and my time isn't to be wasted. Such a dick move, I know, but I don't care either. This guy is a murderer anyway.

Following where I felt the power, I whistled at the decor. It all pristine white everywhere I walked, the walls, the ceilings and floor that is. I passed by a massive and lovely living room with a massive tv and large semi circular couch, but that was all I really saw of that room before passing on. It seemed who ever the power belonged to either didn't hear me punch my way in and couldn't sense power levels either.

Or is that right? They may have sensed my power and be suppressing their own and think they can take me regardless. Excitement filled my stomach for a moment at the thought of a strong opponent just as I reached the room where I could sense them.

Only for my excitement to die a horrible, horrible disappointing death when I saw a tall thin man with a metallic head laying on the bed inside the bedroom I just entered, snoozing away peacefully.

Mercenary freaking Tao!

"Seriously!?" I hissed. I got all curious for freaking Tao Paipai? Fuck off! Why wasn't this cunt already dead? He's a freaking assassin and murderer so why dd they others not clean him up ages ago? I sneered in contempt at the sleeping weakling. Contempt filled me for a moment, and I couldn't stop myself from raising my hand, an orb of crimson ki sparking into life in my palm.

"The world will be a better place without trash like you," I said in contempt and shot the ki blast at him. It was over in an instant, he, along with his bed were erased from existence. The only leftovers being some scorch marks left on the fluffy white carpet I realized I was standing on.

And I just realized something else. Tao is - was an assassin, so it's unlikely he ever told anyone where he lived, except maybe his brother Shen, but if I saw that cunt I'd kill him as well, so no worries there. This is pretty much a free mansion up for grabs! Score!

So...

I've got a kick ass house now. And two..minions? Yeah, I'll go with minions I suppose.

The question is, with my new house, which is stocked up with the latest appliances and food. And my two pets slash minions slash sparring partner. What should I do now? I mean, as far as the larder goes, Tao had kept himself stocked up pretty well. Enough to last a few months even with my appetite. Quite the meticulous guy, if it weren't for the fact that he didn't even notice me when I boldly just swaggered into his house and killed him like a gnat.

Actually, should I feel bad about that? Because I don't. Tao was a piece of trash who murdered people for a living. I'm not gonna lose any sleep over him. The original might agonize over it though, he was soft like that. Whatever, it doesn't matter. Sitting on the roof of the dome mansion while Ichiji slept on the couch and Niji tried to repair the door, I stared up at the darkening sky above me and sighed. "The hell should I do now?"

I'm thirteen years old with the pre programmed knowledge of an alien warrior baby. Thirteen years of knowledge of a strange boy who grew up in the woods who then went on to save the world from a demon king and a full grown man that had completed school and actually worked jobs before. No matter how you look at it, my head is weird mish mash of things that really don't fit together well. And in a year, a midget with the power to blow up the planet is gonna come looking for seven mystical balls that jizz out a dragon when gathered together and grant any one wish.

What is my life right now? I had to hold back the urge to blow some shit up with a ki blast or two. Piccolo will come and grouch at me again, probably.

But honestly, I just don't know what to do. Training to get stronger is all well and good. But a year of doing nothing but that will be mind numbing as hell. I'm not as simple a person as the original who could literally lose track of the years he could stay in the woods training.

I need the internet. I need video games. I wanna check out girls. Most of all, I freaking want to live. I don't want to waste away my life like the original did. All things considered, he's pretty much a bum fighter for the most part. he literally has spent maybe ten years at most of his first son's life with him by time Pan is born in canon. I don't wanna be like that. I don't even really want kids, but if I had them, I don't wanna end up like that, traipsing off to who knows where at the first sign of a new rising power level.

Honestly, I should go take care of some things in advance. Like Wheelo, he's got a base somewhere in the Antartic or something like that. I could just go blow him the fuck up before he starts anything. Or hell, I could go find Gero right now and put him down before he ever activates an android. Though, that would leave the world without Baeteen and the delicious Android 21.

"Aaah...am I really letting my dick influence the fate of the world?" I lamented to myself with a sigh. Because honestly...I kind of am. I mean yeah, the androids and the like are needed to help get the others stronger, they need to face threats and get strong enough. The big end game with the Tournament of Power kind of relies on everyone being strong. I know a ton of ways to cheat to gain strength. But I'm not going to delude myself into thinking I could win that by myself.

...I could maybe, on a long shot, beat up to Buu myself. With what I know, it isn't too out of the realm of possibilities. Honestly speaking, if my hopes are on point, I'm expecting to break fifty thousand as far as battle power counts by time Vegeta gets here, and that's lowballing as far as I'm concerned. By then, more senzu beans should be ready and I can readily abuse the zenkai again. I can't remember how many senzu's Korin grows by time Vegeta and Nappa arrive, but I'm sure there should be around five. I could just take them all myself and clean up the two saiyan invaders myself. Fuck canon. Then I could abuse the zenkai's myself, five times over.

But Piccolo needs to die for the others to really want to go to Namek. So, maybe I should hang back a bit and let the others fight first? If I time it right, and take my ship to Bulma and her dad and get a ship like the originals in canon. Then I could make that trip in that ship with Krillin and more importantly Gohan. If Gohan is stronger than in canon by time Vegeta arrives, which I expect with what I told Piccolo and I trained with him under intense gravity, and then he got his power unlocked by Guru and abused a zenkai at least once with Dende, he could easily break a million in battle level before the bulk of the fight with Frieza begins. And I myself should be far higher than that.

Regardless, whether it is me, the original or even Gohan, one of us needs to become a Super Saiyan by the time the Namek saga concludes. Otherwise, my meta knowledge will be for shit and threats like Cooler, Hatchyak and shit could pop up at anytime and w'd have no way of fighting them off.

Damn Caulifla and her boobs and her tingly back. Why couldn't I become a Super Saiyan that freaking easy? It'd be freaking easy street for the next five years or so if I could turn like she could.

"Sitting around here won't do me any good," I sighed in annoyance and stood up, jumping off the top of the dome mansion and easily landing on the ground a moment later. "I should just take one idea on the side and run with it."

There's only really two ideas I can run with right now. I'll put the disposing of villains on the back burner for now. But that leaves me with taking my pod to Bulma - not gonna lie, Bulma is hot and I'm a teenager, I wouldn't mind using her for some free fan service. Honestly, the amount of times she ends up losing her clothes, can anyone really blame me?

The other idea is...

I charged an orb of red ki in my palm and fired it into the air, "If it falls right, I'll take my pod to Bulma," I said to myself, watching the red streak shoot high up into the sky, for literally miles. Wow, my eyesight is way better than I imagined. Saiyan bodies are so hax man, "If it falls to the left, I'll go steal Tien and make him my sparring buddy."

I figure I can beat Tien into a stronger shape than canon. And he could get even stronger if he learned Master Roshi's buff, Pump Up form, that things gives like a 1.5 times multiplier I think. Wait...Can't I just learn that as well!?

And Chapter three.

Anyway, again, shameless Pa-atreon plug. I've got one, go by the same username on there, easy to find and all that jazz. Support me if you want, it'd be swell, but don't feel pressured lads and ladies, I'll be uploading my stuff outside it regardless and not keeping it all behind a paywall or anything like that.