Don't Own Dbz, Only The Oc.
'thought'
"Speech"
"Speech through phones and Text via book, notes, or newspaper... when those are around..."
"Powerful Creatures Speaking"
(Mid Chapter Authors Notes)
Congratulations! You have died!
'huh? What the hell do you mean that I die-'
You died!
'What the hell?!'
I look around my room, it looks exactly the same as it always does, messy dresser, a king sized bed that takes up more than half of the room, a stack of empty boxes in the corner, a small shelve of video games on the other side of the room, and in front of me a flat screen TV connected to a simple play station two with a little red clock just above it.
Nothing has changed.
Lucky you! You have died!
I watch as the dresser slowly evaporates into motes of light.
"WHAT THE FUCK?!" I shout in surprise as all the junk laying across the top flops to the floor and promptly passes through the floor.
So... you have finally comprehended your position.
I bring a hand up to my mouth, biting a knuckle as I glance around the room. 'Oh fuck oh fuck. What the hell?! Am I really dead?'
You are dead. Lucky you!
"Why do you keep on saying that?! Why the hell am I lucky?!"
Because you, sir are going to be reincarnated with three wishes!
"…"
I fall silent for a moment, my mind-numbing fear lapsing for a moment. "Really?"
Correct! Please name a world you want to go to and name your three wishes!
Three wishes...
How do I get the most out of three wishes?
How do I experience the things I really want to?
In what world can I accomplish the most dreams?
I fall silent for a moment.
"I want to go to the world of Dragon Ball."
Confirmed. Now state your three wishes.
"For a wish... may I create a backstory?"
Pardon?
"I want to create an Alternate universe of dragon ball for me to live in."
Go... ahead?
"I am reincarnated as a saiyan called Scallion. About a month after my birth, the saiyan race fully becomes aware Frieza is coming to kill all of the Saiyans, thus they device a plan. Instead of merely sending Goku to earth, they create a proverbial arc, sending me, the only male, baby saiyan, along with Genderbent Goku, Genderbent Tarble, and the three female saiyan avatars from dragon ball heroes, Viola, Note, and Forte, who is the slightly older twin of Tarble. After we are sent away, the Saiyan race gathers and makes a valiant final stand against Frieza, but they are inevitably all killed by the tyrant, who, using a technique taught by the lazy god of destruction- who wanted to pawn his work off onto someone else- blows up the planet. The six Saiyan children crash to earth and dragon ball begins as normal. With the exception of me being the last male saiyan in existence and our sole job being to basically repopulate the saiyan race. Vegeta's a girl. Nappa is a girl. Raditz is a girl. Turles canonically exists and is a girl."
Let me guess. Broly and his father are girls as well.
"Close. Broly is a girl stranded with her mother and twin which is basically just Z broly... which of course... is a girl."
…
This won't apply to universe six, I hope you know.
"Oh, I'm fully aware. Those but saiyans didn't get wiped out almost entirely. Just as long as Caulifla and Kale are still women, that's fine."
I am starting to regret this. That is enough for a singular wish. If you want to modify your world further, you must use another wish.
"Wish two. I want Chronoa and Towa to take notice of this timeline and its incredible changes. I want them to come to my timeline, Towa bringing along Demigra's hot secretary girl with yellow skin, pointed ears, and blue-ish black hair, and the female Demon dragon ball heroes avatar while Chronoa brings the female kai avatar... only to immediately have all of their power taken away and for all of them to be weakened to a point where they can't pose a real threat to me. Of course, they may steadily regain some of their power through training, but when they get put into the world? Power level five hundred or under. I also want the female angels of the other universes- barring the fat one- to take notice of universe seven and eventually- I'm talking like during dragon ball super- come to visit without their gods of destruction... finally this is an erotic timeline where the strong having harems is perfectly normal. Gero also creates that one female Android avatar from dragon ball heroes instead of the classic android nineteen. Oh. I also don't want Roshi or the old kai to be perverts. Roshi has an old hag of a wife and is happily married, while the Kai is more respectable."
…
Okay? I'm starting to see a theme here. What's your final wish?
"One moment. I'd like to bring your attention back to the first wish, notice how I said that Frieza used a god of destruction technique to blow up a planet. Albeit a very low tier one."
I noticed.
"I said that because in this world, I want power levels to ACTUALLY make sense. So I want no planet busting until like... buuhan levels, and even then, it has to take a lot of effort. This is of course excluding certain situations like Frieza being in his final form and putting his all into barely creating a death ball capable of blowing up Planet Vegeta. This means that in classic dragon ball, Roshi can't blow up the moon, thus his kamehameha would instead cut off Goku's tail, instead of being able to blow up mountains with a power level one like one hundred, like he did for frypan mountain, his kamehameha would merely create enough power to blow it out like a candle- which of course damages the mountain heavily, but doesn't utterly erase it."
Noted. Now for your final wish?
"I want to be a special one of a kind saiyan that produces pheromones that cause slowly but surely cause girls to slowly fall in love with me. And I want it to be undetectable to even the highest powers in the world. In exchange, to make them far less likely to notice the pheromones, by 'slowly but surely', I mean really slowly. I'm talking about years of being near me... another aspect of me having mutated DNA sort of like the Broly twins, is that I am able to learn how to use most techniques after seeing it once, or couple of times for techniques that are more than a simple energy wave that drills, or an energy disk that cuts. Instead of getting tremendous power from merely existing like the broly twins, I'd be a technician style fighter."
Is... this it?
"Yes. That's it." I nod slowly.
The voice falls silent, it is almost eerily quiet.
Oh... that's swell... I noticed how you didn't say that you wanted to keep your memories.
"WAIT! WAIT OF COURSE I WANT TO-"
Goodbye filthy degenerate. Perhaps the bumbling harem protagonist saiyan will grant me some entertainment.
In the next moment... all I knew was nothing.
On a planet far out in the wide galaxy, a world with red skies, a majority of the planet being red crags, and numerous oceans that surround the almost stripe-like landmasses, a man sits in a throne room.
His hands steepled in front of his face as he looks to the end of the hall, a video is being played.
A spikey haired Saiyan clashes with a pinkish durian-looking alien, their forearms are smashed together the numerous large spikes on the pink alien's arms digging into the saiyan's limb and causing blood to spew from the numerous puncture wounds.
"HRAAAAGH!" The saiyan roars as he flings his other hand forwards and blasts the head of the fat alien with a wave of energy.
It clears a moment later revealing the durian-like alien smirking, scouter destroyed and only slightly scuffed.
"Poor Bardock." The purple figure smirks. "Used and tossed aside by frieza. Your teams dead... and you will be too... don't worry. That pesky race of yours is soon to follow you."
All around the screen... are corpses. Numerous solders of frieza... numerous saiyans... all dead. The only two remaining, being the infamous low class saiyan purge leader, Bardock, and Frieza's third in command, Dodoria.
At the bottom of the camera is a torso with a hole blasted cleanly through it. The last bit of the scouter wearer's strength had been used on turning the scouter on, propping themselves up, and transmitting what they saw.
With an incredible backhand, Bardock is sent spinning through the air, he lands a crumpled heap in front of the camera, her slowly gets to his hands and knees, growling like a wild animal, but then he freezes. Eyes locked on the recording scouter.
A smile graces his bloodstained lips as he rolls out of the way of a kick from the pink alien and twists around, sweeping a leg out from under the tubby frieza force commander.
His fist smashes into Dodoria's ribs, causing him to gasp as his armor is cracked. "So you think you can kill the saiyan race, HUH?!"
The tubby alien is shunted a short distance away, where he is then assaulted by numerous ki blasts.
Bardock barely dodges a headbutt from the stocky purple man, he crashes into a nearby rock, knocking up a tremendous plume of smoke. "The only reason I can think of why Frieza would be doing this... is because that coward is terrified of our legends! The legendary super saiyan!"
A concentrated beam of energy shoots from the smoke and through the Saiyan's abdoment as he coughs blood, he staggers back, dodging a second which would have pierced his chest.
The purple alien body checks the wounded saiyan, knocking him to the floor and with a single reddened ki blast an arm is blown off of the scarred man.
He grits his teeth, glaring up at the pink alien that stomps a foot on his chest, a ball of energy forms in the spikey man's hand, he looks entirely too pleased with himself. "Goodbye Bardock. Any last words?"
"…"
"How... much longer does my race have?" The man quietly questions. "How much time until Frieza wipes them out?"
"Heh. I suppose I can at least tell you that... your monkey brethren will meet you in hell before even tomorrow night." The pink alien scoffs.
"Heh..." The saiyan smirks. "I guess I'll wait for them in hell... heheh you might even be joining us Dodoria."
With a blast of energy, the saiyan warrior is no more. The king of all Saiyans, King Vegeta sits up straight, eyes narrowed. "Your sacrifice... Bardock... has been noted."
He stands up, roaring at the top of his lungs. "We have at most twenty-four hours before that traitorous bastard Frieza comes to destroy the Saiyan race and all we stand for! I will not go quietly!"
His eyes stray across his many advisors. "Even if we are destined to die here, I will spit on that filthy lizard's face."
He gestures to one of the many saiyans around the room. "You. Collect the prototype Saiyan pods."
"Yes my king." The saiyan in question bows his head before swiftly removing himself from the room.
He gestures to a male and a female Saiyan, his two guards. "Pinach, Celera... my order to you is to go off and find. Or make. A guide to repopulation. I will not let the saiyan race die with this generation."
He looks to the rest of the saiyans. "The rest of you. Gather the saiyan babies. Those too young to fight. Bring them all here."
Numerous murmurs of confirmations echo throughout the hall as the many saiyans disappear through the gaping windows, through the doors, and leaping off the balconies.
"is this all of them?" The king questions as he crosses his arms in front of numerous cribs lain before him.
"Yes, my liege." One of the saiyans bow. "Every Saiyan baby too young for combat."
"Not as many as I would have hoped..." The man announces, looking across the twenty or so cribs.
"Most have been sent away as infiltration babies to distant planets, my liege." The Saiyan answers.
"Tch. Of course." The man growls. "And there is only one boy amongst them. How typical."
Stood behind the children, is a large circular pod, with six chambers.
Six chambers for six children.
It was meant to be used on planets with an average higher power level. This would keep the saiyan children close together and allow for numerous children to be deployed far easier- and far more subtly- than multiple attack balls.
It is their only prototype. Untested, but at the moment they are out of options.
"Gather the five with the highest power levels... and the boy." He commands.
The saiyans around the throne room begin scanning the babies, eventually six are brought forwards, a majority of them low class with powers levels at around thirty, but there are three who stand out. The first two being his own flesh and blood, His twins.
The first, with a tremendous power of four hundred and eighteen, barely lower than her elder sibling's birth power of four hundred and fifty. The second, a disappointment, merely having a power level of sixty eight. She isn't even an elite, she can barely even be considered medium class.
The next is the boy, his birth power level a fifty six. Narrowly being placed within medium class. He supposed that will have to do. They need all of the grown saiyans for their rapidly approaching battle and he is the only male baby. Medium class will do. The next, a baby with a power level of thirty seven, and the next, a meager twenty nine.
His eyes slowly scan the children, he lets out a low scoff as he looks to the last one. "Place the one with a power level of twenty five back in its crib. Bring me Bardock's daughter. He died like a warrior and in his last moments he and his team gave us crucial information. If not for them, we would be unaware of Frieza's cowardice and treachery and would have died without even realizing it. I will pay him back in kind. If our race is to die, his bloodline will not end today."
He cringes at the spikey haired baby's power level as she loudly cries.
Twelve.
Disgusting.
But. He is a man of pride, and Bardock's team gave them the opportunity to have a warrior's death. If, a death at all. Bardock gave them the potential to live. The least he could do is honor his warrior spirit and do the same with his daughter.
He also invented the artificial moon technique. Something they will be abusing in the coming day.
Two figured burst into the room, his two royal guards, in the hand of the black haired man is a small storage drive, the brown haired woman lets out a quiet huff of annoyance as she crosses her arms in front of her armored chest.
Nobody comments on it, but with a Saiyan's heightened sense of smell, they can tell that those two had been... close... recently.
But, they had accomplished King Vegeta's task at hand.
"We have retrieved a guide to reproduction as you have requested, my liege." The man, Pincach announces as he slowly approaches and kneels before the spikey haired king, holding out the storage drive.
The woman, bows as well, kneeling beside the other high class saiyan.
"Very good." The king states. "Find a technician to remove the kill conditioning and replace it with this. Then get them to get some Saiyan Armor for them to wear as well as scouters but I want the communication ability entirely removed. It would do them no good if they were to accidentally access the severs the Frieza force now uses."
"Yes, sir." The man nods as the woman offers a silent confirmation.
They both stand up and leave the throne room, the female glaring at the male and voicing her near silent outrage to him. "If we survive this, and when I get pregnant. If you don't act like my damned mate, I'm going to rip your tail off and strangle you with it."
"Noted." The man nods slowly.
The man crosses his arms as he watches the circular-like pod leave the atmosphere.
The saiyan race's last hope if they are going to fall here.
A smirk crosses his lips. He hopes that when those six grow older, they discover his message.
"My liege. What now?" His bodyguard questions.
"I am going to make an announcement to the entire saiyan race." The man states as he turns, swishing his red cape over his shoulder, glacing to the kneeling man. "Delete the transport data from our systems. as of this second, planet Earth... no longer exists."
"As you wish, my king." The man nods.
Hundreds of gigantic apes shoot beams off into the sky, vaporizing endless waves of soldiers. Dozens of orbs of energy litter the reddened sky, looking like dozens of suns resting on the horizon.
More orbs are being shot into the sky as blasts of energy begin to destroy a few.
With each and every moment of battle, tens of thousands of soldiers are being slaughtered. The frieza force's average power level of one thousand meaning nothing to the angry apes whose power is magnified by ten.
Even the weakest of the apes reach nearly two thousand power level, and Oozaru that weak are in the minority. Most range anywhere from six thousand to eighty thousand, while the leader rules at one hundred and fifty thousand, a power which is comparable to even Frieza!
The massive ape with a cape finds a large hole blasted into his chest, blood spews from the apes mouth as gravity overtakes him and he begins slowly falling towards the planet, the tyrant sat within a floating chair smiles condescendingly. He looks different than usual. His horns are gone, as is his bio armor. Leaving him with pale white skin, a large bulbus head, and numerous large purple gemstones across his body.
He lifts a finger and begins cackling as a small orange orb appears just above the tip, it grows steadily, going from a marble to the size of a beach ball, to the size of a man.
It continues to grow, further and further, reaching the size of a house, then it dwarfs the Frieza Force ship behind the tyrant.
The alien lets out a huff of amusement as he flicks a finger downwards, slumping back in his chair as he watches the sphere slowly drift down towards the planet.
You would never hear the tyrant say this, but... doing that always tires him out, but, in scenarios like this? It is far too convenient to not use. Those filthy monkeys were aware of his plan, this will certainly cease his losses.
In the next moment, the sphere strikes the planet-
The ape with a hole in its chest catches the orb, letting out a low growl as its body is forced deeper and deeper into the planet's crust. His hands burn, his fingers utterly disintegrated.
There's a crackling noise and a flash as the ape lets out a roar, its fur changes to gold for a moment as it begins losing against the weight of the orb.
With a flash of golden aura, the ape transforms, its fur spikes upwards and becomes golden, it shoves back against the orb, but it doesn't move back even an inch, continuing to force the now golden Oozaru deeper and deeper into the ground.
"FRRRRIIIIEEEEZZZZAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" The ape roars in a deep guttural voice as ki gathers at the back of his throat.
A wave of energy crashes into the orb and drills deep into it.
There's a bright flash, and suddenly a wave of energy explodes outwards in a wave, turning the red landscape of Planet Vegeta into a field of magma that steadily creeps outwards.
The blast instantly kills anyone near the planet's surface.
The tyrant's eyebrow twitches as the planet remains... irreversibly damaged, a good quarter of it vaporized but overall still intact.
"Filthy monkeys." The tiny alien hisses under his breath.
With that, barring a few outliers unaware of what has happened to their home... the saiyan race... is deceased...
Or so they think.
A strange disc-like ship flies through the empty expanse of space.
Six children, forcefully placed in a slumber by gas, silently make their approach to their destination.
"You are the last remnants of the saiyan race. All others have been killed by Frieza, a galactic tyrant whose power is far beyond you." A male voice echoes out through the six pods as a video plays before them. A recording to condition the children for their task at hand.
Normally it would merely be 'kill kill kill, kill all life, look at the moon' or just simply 'destroy' repeating over and over again, but the task for these children is... slightly different than normal.
Two saiyans are stood without clothing, their black royal guard armor ditched to the side, the man has short spikey black hair, a scouter over his eye, while the muscular woman with toned legs, arms and stomach crosses her arms over her chest, she has messy, wild, brown hair that frames her face and trails down to her lower back.
"You must repopulate. Mate with each other to revive the saiyan race." The male voice continues. "Only then, may you seek revenge against Frieza. Make sure the saiyan race is numerous before you do anything foolish. You are our only hope."
A second voice speaks up, this one female. "Saiyan males mature slightly slower than Saiyan females. They typically hit their second growth spurt a year or two after females... however, It is unlikely that a male saiyan will be able to produce sperm until he is well within his second growth spurt, mating up until this point will hold no real result so I would suggest against wasting your time. You can tell when a male saiyan is getting ready to breed when he starts getting an erection every morning."
The male voice continues as the female walks over to a nearby desk and sits upon it, slowly facing the male saiyan as she spreads her legs and spreads the lips of her pussy with her fingers. "To make sure the male's seed fertilizes a female's eggs, it is acceptable for a female to lay on her back. The gravity of planet Vegeta discourages fertilization if you mate while standing or sitting."
The male slowly approaches, aligning his length with her hole as the woman continues. "Next, you will want to make sure that the woman is ovulating, that is when the eggs are most vulnerable to sper-aaahhn!"
The man thrusts in. "That's nonsense. If you just have sex enough, you'll eventually hit the ovulation day. And it doesn't matter, really, anyways. A woman can get pregnant at any time!"
"Hn- ah- mn- y-you- ahnnn- next you will want to continuing- d-doing this- until- u-until-" the woman begins, but she appears to be having some issue with words as the man continues thrusting inside of her.
"The male cums." The black haired saiyan finishes her sentence. "And then you want to-"
This recording will play over and over for the next year as they approach their destination.
Fourteen years have passed since that fateful day.
The day the Saiyan race's home planet was destroyed.
*CRASH*
A fairly tall boy backflips to get away from a small girl wearing a blue Gi, a bored frown on his face.
He suddenly ducks around another kick from the girl who nearly reaches his height. As she lands she twists and lunges forwards.
"Rock!" her fist is caught in the boy's palm.
"Scissors."
The poking fingers of her other hand is caught in between his other hand's fingers
"Paper!"
The boy takes a step back, avoiding the final palm strike.
His foot comes up and smashes into the girl's chest, causing her to slide back across the grass with a wince.
"Goki. You really need to work on not calling out your attacks." The boy chastises with a small head shake and a sigh.
"Mnnn." The girl pouts. "But it's so cooool! And it doesn't feel complete unless I do it! Also it doesn't really matter, Rayne... you are twice as strong as I am. You could have stopped them anyways."
"And Forte is four times as strong as I am." The boy scoffs. "You don't see me complaining every time I challenge her to a fight."
"Hmph." The girl huffs. "let's go get dinner."
"Sure, sure." The boy nods as he slowly closes his eyes.
A grin splits his face. "Oooooh I sense something pretty strong... it also seems quite large. Maybe enough for us to share."
The girl's attention snaps over to the boy. "Where?"
"Follow me." The boy commands as he turns and begins running through the forest at high speeds, the girl swiftly following along behind him.
Pov: Rayne
I slide to a halt as I hear a shrill scream, coming into a clearing as I see a massive blue pterodactyl laughing as it lumbers after a blue haired girl. Her clothes are slightly ripped, there is some form of smoking metallic vehicle crushed a short distance away. She is clutching a small backpack to her chest as she screams.
I reach into a fur bag at my lower back and pull put a mechanical device. I press the button on the side, causing it to beep to life.
"Yooour pretty cute, city girl!" The dinosaur-like being laughs as he begins to slowly speed up his chase. "Hnnnn how about this, you marry me and I won't eat you!"
"KYAAAAA!" The girl continues to scream.
The green glass over my eye points to the blue and white creature with a yellow arrow.
*Ping*
31
"Tch. A mere thirty. All yours." I scoff, causing the blue Gi wearing girl to grin savagely.
The scouter also scans the woman
10
Ten seems to be about the average on this planet, so an average woman.
I slip my scouter back into my bag and cross my arms as the tailed girl reaches the dinosaur.
A lathe fist smashes into the side of its head, causing the beast's jaw to crack and to free a tooth or two from its gaping maw.
The blue haired girl's screaming stops instantly as she slowly looks over her shoulder in awe as someone who looks younger than her is standing up to the large beast.
Goki twists, slamming one foot into the ground, she turns and lashes out with a brutal jabbing kick to the chest of the large winged reptile, the crack of bones reaches my ears as shards of ribcage puncture into its lungs.
Its already dead. It just has a few moments to thrash around.
It lets out a roar, blood seeping out of its lips from its possibly broken jaw and bloodied lungs.
The small Saiyan girl steps around the downward punch that smashes into the floor and slams a punch into the beast's windpipe as it had leaned down to follow through with its attack.
It crumples to the floor a moment later.
I slowly walk over gazing over the small girl with messy black hair. It's actually fairly tame for a saiyan, not quite as tame as Viola, or Note's but it isn't sticking straight up or anything. Her hair goes about to her chin and is vaguely spikey.
Her tail lashes out as she looks down at the now deceased pterodactyl.
I look over to the blue haired woman we inadvertently saved.
I look back to Goki "Well, let's go home."
"W-Wait! Wait!" A voice calls out.
The two of us look over to the blue haired woman.
"What?" I question with a raised eyebrow.
"Thank you for saving me." The girl says as she bows her head slightly.
"No problem." I state with a half lidded stare.
I reach over and grab the arms of the pterodactyl and begin slowly dragging it as Goki grabs the legs.
"Wait- where are you going?!" The girl calls after us.
"Home." I answer over my shoulder.
"Yeah! Home!" Goki scoffs over her shoulder.
"Can... I come with you?"
"Do what you want. But don't expect us to feed you." I frown.
"Yeah!" The saiyan girl parrots.
After a short trip, the blue haired girl slowly following behind us, we reach a long winding mountainous path.
"S-Soo uh... my name is Bulma? What's yours? Why are two kids this far away from the city?"
"Rayne." I answer.
"I'm Goki!" The girl grins. "And we've always been out in the forest! And it's not just us! There are others too! There's Big Sis Note, Big Sis Viola, then our boss, Forte, and her twin sister Tabba!"
I notice the girl behind us pull out a device for a moment, her eyes widening fractionally as it seems to scan something.
She looks up slowly.
"Err... Rayne. Goki. Do you perhaps have an orange orb at your home?"
"Hn? Yeah why?"
"REALLY?!" The girl gasps eyes wide. "Can I have it? Please?"
"Why do you want it so bad?" Goki questions slowly.
"Uh well..." The blue haired girl begins slowly. "I suppose since you saved me I can tell you... they are called dragon balls. There are seven in total, and if you gather all seven you will be granted a wish by the eternal dragon... I've got a radar and I plan to find all seven and make a wish."
"A wish granting dragon?" I question slowly, eyes narrowing slightly.
"Yep! I'm going to wish for a totally dreamy boyfriend! Or... maybe a lifetime supply of strawberries." The girl hums.
"I see." I mutter as I continue walking forwards.
Eventually we reach the top of a mountain, where a large wall of logs stuck into the ground blocks our path.
Smoke billows from beyond it, twisting up into the sky.
I twist and hurl the pteradactl over the wall.
It lands with a loud crash as Goki grins and hops up onto the wall with a single leap, stepping over and falling on the other side a moment later.
I turn to the blue haired girl and with a flash of movement, I pick her up in a bridal carry, much to her shock.
"H-Hey! What are you- p-put me down!"
I turn and leap.
"KYAAA!" She screams, arms wrapping around my neck as I clear the wall and land gently on the other side.
I sit her down a moment later, her knees wobbling slightly as she looks around slowly.
A large thigh sits above a huge fire, a tanned girl with spikey black hair tied back in a ponytail is slowly turning it as the fires scorch the outside. She wears a blue Gi, much like Goki's and my own, there's a red staff on her back.
This leg in her hands is absolutely massive.
Larger than even her, yet she is wielding it with extreme ease.
She looks over her shoulder, looks to the dinosaur we brought that is only about thrice the size of the thigh she is cooking and huffs in amusement.
A massive dinosaur lays crumpled a short distance away, it easily dwarfs our own contribution.
"I win again." The girl smirks.
"Damn." I sigh. "Where do you keep finding those?"
"In the wasteland about thirty miles south." She answers. "I doubt that with your power level you could go there and come back within a day."
She's right. Regretfully. It would take me a couple hours to run that far. Taking into account getting lost and obstacles, of course.
I'm fairly certain there's also a massive cliff somewhere around there.
Milling around the camp is a petite girl with spikey black hair picking her teeth with a fish bone, her tail swishes in an almost bored manner as she looks around slowly.
To her left is a saiyan with extremely short hair, not even reaching her ears, she is quietly munching on the leg of a tiger and finally a saiyan with extremely smooth hair, a little unnatural for Saiyans, her hair is tied up in a pony tail behind her head.
The tanned saiyan looks over to the blue haired girl beside me.
"Who's she?"
"Bulma." I answer as I slowly approach the fire.
"Who?"
"Some person from the city." I shrug, my voice immediately lowers. "She did say something fairly interesting, though."
"Oh?"
"You know grandpa's ball?" I question with a small smirk on my face.
"Yeah? the one with four stars on it?"
"She says that there are seven in total, and if you get all seven, you can wish for anything."
"Why would we want a wish?" The saiyan scoffs as she crosses her arms.
"Oozaru." I reply, and with that single word, her expression changes, her eyes grow wide.
"We could wish to be able to control it... we could wish to have a choice to transform when looking at the moon!" She gasps suddenly.
She stands up, tossing the dinosaur leg onto the burning embers of the fire, it'll get charred and probably get some ash on it, but we saiyans have eaten worse. she turns, rapidly approaching the blue haired girl Goki and I had brought with us back to camp.
"You." She abrasively commands, causing the blue haired girl to flinch back. "We need your wish."
"W-What? No! I made a radar to detect them, so it should be mine, right?"
"You misunderstand. Every waking moment we do not have that wish. Your entire planet is in grave danger."
"What?" The girl whispers quietly.
"We... are the last remnants of the saiyan race. An incredible powerful warrior race, quite possibly the strongest in the universe... we eat a lot, we fight a lot, and every time we almost die, we get exponentially stronger. However, there is one ability that we have that is incredibly dangerous to not only ourselves but literally everything around us. When we look up at a full moon, we change into giant monsters, our strength magnified ten times, and go into an uncontrolled rage... well... most of us, at least."
She casts a meaningful gaze my way.
"It is possible for saiyans to gain control; however, it is incredibly difficult. That is why, i want to use this wish to wish for us to be able to control ourselves."
"But... I made the radar... I want my wish..." The blue haired girl sighs. "How do I even know you are telling the truth?"
"The next full moon is in nine days. I can control myself. I'll look at the moon to show you, then wait out the transformation while everyone else stays hidden. That should prove our story, right?"
"I... don't want anyone else to die..." Goki whispers while looking sadly at the ground.
The blue haired woman frowns. "But... I wanted to wish for the perfect boyfriend..."
"You are physically attractive." I deadpan as I cross my arms. "You probably have numerous boys lining up to be your mate."
"Eh?! What the hell do you mean by that?!"
"Hn?" Forte hums slowly looking the girl up and down. "He's right. You're wasting a wish on something you could easily accomplish with a little effort."
"W-Well-" the girl blushes before looking away. "I-I was on the fence about either a boyfriend or a life time supply of strawberries."
"Oh. That's a much more reasonable wish." The tanned saiyan nods in approval with her eyes closed and cupping her chin with a hand. "Honestly, that wish sounds pretty nice. To have an endless supply of food."
"Anyways, you almost died." I point out. "If we weren't there you probably would have. You clearly need people to protect you, so why not take us with you? Goki's the weakest out of us and even she was enough to handle the thing harassing you."
She falls silent for a moment, looking around the camp.
"Fffffine. If you are right about your transformation... I'll let you keep the wish... but... I want each of you to help me gather the dragon balls in a year when they are active again!"
Forte nods. "As the leader of this group, you have my word as a saiyan that we will assist you when the time comes."
"Then lets go!" The blue haired girl chirps as she turns around only to pause as she faces a large wooden wall with no doors.
"We're eating first." Forte declares as she goes back to her now burned dinosaur leg. "After that? Sure."
Pov: elsewhere.
"Oh?" A pink skinned woman mutters under her breath. She is extremely small and petite, she wears a loosely fitting pink robe with yellow accents and buttons and a red inside. It hangs off her shoulders entirely and she would be flashing anyone she came across if it wasn't for the skin-tight shirt underneath. "This is... unnatural."
"What is, Chronoa?" A second pink skinned girl questions, they look eerily similar... as if they were twins. Their outfits are the same, just with color differences, and their hair styles are different.
The first who spoke has orange hair that goes down to her chin, the ends curling outwards slightly.
The second, has more of a red color head of hair. They look so similar, in fact, that the second one had to tie up her hair into messy pigtails to get people to stop confusing them.
"Oh. It's just this timeline, Wairu." The first answers.
"Is it Time breakers?" Wairu questions slowly as she walks over and looks over the supreme kai of time's shoulder.
"No..." Chronoa whispers with a small head shake. "It is... strange... the timeline is drastically different, yet I can't quite see where it went wrong... it also doesn't give off the same taint as a normal time-broken timeline... it feels almost like a natural diversion... but it is FAR too different than what you can normally expect in those."
"Oh, like the Raditz turning good timeline?"
"Yes, that's the one. The thing is, most events in those timelines more or less stay the same. Goku goes to earth. Adventures ensue. Radtiz comes to earth. He either lives or dies. Vegeta and Nappa. Namek. Androids. Cell. Buu." The pinkish orange haired woman lists off. "But in this timeline... from what I have seen so far, the saiyans became aware of frieza coming to kill them, King Vegeta turned into a golden oozaru as he was resisting the death ball, there are six saiyans on earth, and Goku is a girl... Vegeta is a girl... Raditz and Nappa are girls... there are two Brolys for some reason, both girls as well, oh and don't forget Turles. He is now a she."
The other kai stares at the side of the supreme kai of time's head. "…"
"What?" She eventually questions.
"I genuinely cannot predict what this timeline will hold and that is... scary..."
"But it's a natural divergent timeline, right? How is it this messed up?"
"I said it was ALMOST like a natural diversion... but... there's a strange energy on this timeline. I just don't know what. Which is once more, scary as new things messing with timelines is typically a bad thing that we have to solve."
"Should we go check it out?" Wairu questions.
"…" Chronoa falls silent as she frowns at the scroll. "I- yes... yes, we should. Grab my hand."
The other kai grabs her hand and with a flash they both teleport.
They are shunted through time as they reappear in a forest.
They both quickly glance around, studying their surroundings.
*FLASH*
A rip in reality forms above them as three figures drop from the sky, the first, a blue skinned woman with long, chest length, white hair and red eyes, she wears a red and black latex suit that shows off a portion of her chest, in her hand is a long staff.
To her left is a petite girl with short, chin-length white hair covering one of her eyes, she has pinkish skin, and a flat chest, pointed elf-like ears, and wears a black and blue dress with a white belt.
The final figure has pale olive-green skin, pointed ears, red eyes, and long black hair that reaches her lower back, in a hand she wields a white scepter that looks like a mix between a dagger and a wand. She wears a black shirt with yellow and red accents, brown pants, and high heeled boots.
"My my... Chronoa? Taking these missions by yourself now, are we? Oh, how I wish Mira wasn't still out of commission due to your little time patrol rats." The blue skinned woman sighs dramatically.
"Towa!" The supreme kai of time growls. "What are you doing here?!"
"Oh, why don't you take a wild guess why I, a time breaker, have entered a timeline." The woman sarcastically huffs.
The supreme kai of time widens her eyes as the three figures are struck with blue lightning.
Her surprise swiftly turns to a pained scream as two bolts of lightning strike the two kais, brining them to their knees.
Their powers are ruthlessly and brutally drawn from their bodies, and in the next moment... they are gone.
The supreme kai of time looks around slowly, weakly wincing on her hands and knees.
She eventually spies the one who attacked her landing on the dirt a short distance away, her blood runs cold.
A small smile graces the petite blue kai's face, she wears kai robes similar to the two she had just weakened only blue in color, she has ice cold blue eyes and teal-ish blue hair that is hidden under a large helmet with a few small clocks running across it.
"A-Aeos?!" The supreme kai of time gasps.
"Hello Chronoa." The kai greets as she slowly walks forwards.
The demons are still reeling, they seem to be under the same weakening effect as the two Kais.
"Who the hell are you?!" Towa hisses.
"Oh." The blue kai smiles. "Your time breaking business is new to me... I am the supreme kai of time before Chronoa."
"What?!" The pale greenish-yellow demon whispers, eyes growing wide.
"What have you done, Aeos?!" Chronoa gasps.
"Oh, nothing much... I have just decided to reclaim my spot as the supreme kai of time. I am... unsatisfied... with the way you are running things. 'Natural Divergent Timelines' ridiculous. I understand allowing a few timelines to exist at a single point in time, but you have really been spitting on your duties... I mean really... allowing a timeline to continue because one mortal didn't die when he was supposed to? No... those sorts of timelines should be pruned from the timestream." The woman scoffs as she crosses her arms in front of her flat chest.
"I had to lure you here, thus i made a few... changes... to the timeline. None of them effect the overall flow of time, of course, but it is still a blight, one I will continue to bear out of respect for the millions of years you were the supreme kai of time... that was longer than even I."
"What's the point of all of this?!" The kai next to Chronoa shouts as she slowly forces herself to her feet. "Why do this?!"
"It is quite simple... I am going to trap you here in this timeline and take over my mantle as head of the time patrol once more. Where I will then delete the timelines we do not need to remove clutter from the timestream... do not worry, I won't be deleting this timeline as it will be your prison... and yours as well, I suppose."
The blue kai acknowledges the demons with a small nod. "Back when I was the supreme kai of time, nobody had the gall to mess with time. I certainly wasn't expecting to lure you here, but I suppose that is a blessing... I wont kill you either, of course. I want to refrain from filthying my hands with your blood."
The kai slowly begins floating as a rift appears behind her. "Goodbye Chronoa, Young Kai, and filthy demons. I hope you enjoy your eternal prison!"
"At least it's better than the dead zone or the temporal rift." The kai smiles cutely as she gives the weakened warriors a wink. "Good day."
She disappears into the rift with a flash of light.
"DAMN IT!" Chronoa curses as she slams a fist onto the ground.
The five figures cautiously look in between each other, untrusting of each other despite being in the same proverbial boat.
Weakened, to a point where even Saiyan era fighters could kill them quite easily, in an unfamiliar timeline with an unknown amount of changes.
"Towa... I hate you... but in this scenario, I believe that we should call a truce... that monster is going to delete most of the timelines. We have to stop her!"
"Hn." The demon hums as she leans on her staff, using it like a cane. "A lesser number of timelines will certainly make collecting energy required for my experiments more difficult... in addition... I really want to kill her."
The pink skinned demon looks to the other two. "That bitch took our powers, how do we fight her, then?"
"We wait." Chronoa sighs. "She reversed our Ki back to a point where we were weakened... we probably have energy roughly equivalent to when we were first born."
"Oh? But then wouldn't she delete all of the timelines by then?"
"Time is finicky. Primarily the time nest as it exists outside of time." Chronoa answers. "As of right now... she has already deleted all of the timelines... but, say for instance, we decided to go and stop her in the far future, we will find ourselves in the time nest before she can truly begin pruning timelines... it's akin to Trunks going back in time to warn Goku about the Androids."
"I see." Towa sighs. "Fine. Truce. For now. Once your predecessor is dead or dying, however, all bets are off. I doubt any of us could really kill one another as we are now, anyways."
"What first, Chronoa?" Wairu asks her boss.
"First... we find Goku..." The kai answers.
"Oh? Is the supreme kai of time about to change a timeline?! How daring~" the demon giggles as she hobbles forwards slightly. "Doesn't that go against your laws~"
"I was the one to make those laws." The kai scoffs. "The previous supreme kai of time did anything they wanted to timelines as long as they didn't damage the stream of time."
"You are no fun." Towa sighs, mildly annoyed her taunting failed.
"I do not have time for fun." Chronoa growls. "Not right now."
Pov Returned.
My eyes crack open with a low groan, the literal pile of saiyans I find myself in is fairly uncomfortable, Goki is atop me, Forte's elbow is painfully poking into my ribs, Note is face down on Forte's other side,
Tabba is on my other side, while Viola is laid across my shins.
We are laid on the fluffy carpet of a house Bulma grew from a small capsule.
That was certainly surprising, as I had thought that their level of technology wouldn't allow them to do anything like that, hell I'm not even sure alien races has technology like that!
I sit up slowly, shifting Goki off of myself with a tired yawn.
I rub my eyes and adjust my Gi slightly, then raise my arms above my head, cracking my shoulders and neck.
A majority of the others snap awake as my movement, each of them beginning to go through their morning routine.
I glance down at my crotch as Goki clambers off of me. "Hn. Still not ready."
Forte lets out a quiet yawn as she stands up.
She grabs my collar suddenly and pulls me to my feet. "It is training time."
"Greaaaat." I sigh as I slowly follow along.
"Silence. I will not have my mate and the father of my future children being a pathetic weakling." The girl growls as she drags me outside.
The door opens, causing the two of us to pause as a turtle with flippers for legs looks up at us.
"Hello." It greets in a low voice. "Do you happen to have any sea water?"
"…"
"Sea... water?" Forte questions as we slowly share a glance.
We look back to the turtle as it continues. "Yes. Sea water. I was looking for mushrooms and got a little lost."
*This is where I stopped writing*
Hiya! This is just a little something that has been bouncing around my mind for a little while, I just never tried writing it as up until recently I've never done a lemon.
This will probably get some more added to it in the future if I decide to continue writing it. Who knows.
I hope you enjoy the absolute degeneracy that is this.