Author's Notes: I am pretty sure I have been spelling Goku's name wrong. I had Gokou. I thought it was maybe an old way of spelling it. Sorry 'bout that guys.
Disclaimer: I do not own any part of the Dragonball series'. If I did, I most likely wouldn't be writing this. The only part I can say is mine is the computer. And maybe the story. Yeah.....that sounds about right. Anyway, I'll quit spazzing and get to the story.
Chapter Two: Hitsura's Awakening
"So is it's one of those transport pods we ran into a while back? Maybe it just looks different because of some modifications?" Goku asked, rubbing his fingers over the shell of the craft.
"Perhaps. It seems slightly too advanced technologically to in the transport pods to just be modifications. Where ever this kid came from, it definitely wasn't from anywhere close. Look here." Bulma lead Goku to the back, opening a small panel in the back. "These are the fuel capsules. And I use the term fuel *very* loosely. It is an energy source not even my dad can even begin to comprehend. It seems to use a very complex formula of smashing atoms of a certain element together." Goku sighed.
"English please?" Goku said smiling at the beautiful simple of a tiger claw painted on the side of the pod.
"Oh right, sorry. I've been spending *way* too much time with Dad. In a nut shell, it takes very little fuel and manages to use it for decades. I really hope what ever was chasing him, or making him run away, doesn't find him. A people advanced enough to make this kind of fuel can't be very easy going. You should really try and wake the boy up and get some answers."
"Bulma, you need to relax. I am sure your over reacting just a smudge." Goku laughed, quickly stopping as a frown made itself very clear on Bulma's face.
"This is no laughing matter Goku."
"Yeah, sorry Bulma. What's wrong?" Goku asked.
"I can't understand why he ejected, the pod is in mint condition besides the scratches from space debreeze here and there. It just doesn't make sense." Bulma replied, examining the hatch.
"I don't know what to say. I'm gonna leave you alone and go check on the kid. Good luck with the ship." Goku's encouragement was only replied by a low mumble about something with the word immature in it. Suddenly an unfamiliar scream rang out, Goku bolting to the house. "What's wrong?? What happened?" Goku asked the slumped over Gohan on the wall.
"Your stupid space friend woke up."
"Where did he go?" Goku said with concern.
"I think he went into the playroom."
"Come on, let's go see if he's okay."
"No let's. Just you. He's your problem *Dad*. Don't involve me." Gohan grunted, walking up to his room. With a shake up his head, Goku walked cautiously towards the room, stumbling over a rubber duck.
"Ow! Goten and I need to have a talk about cleaning up after himself." Goku listened carefully. A heavy, almost fearful, breathing was coming from inside. Goku slowly peaked his head inside. "You alright?" The sudden sound from his voice cause the disarrayed boy to jump. "Woah there. It's okay. No one's going to hurt you."
"Wh-wh-what do you want with me? D-do you w-work for Kurushima?" The boy said, shaking.
"Who? I don't work for anybody. Are you---" Goku took a step forward, the boy backing up in fear.
"I d-don't b-believe you. G-get away!" The terrified boy was drenched in sweat from all of the panic and fear.
"What's your name kid?" Goku asked, backing up a little.
"H-Hitsura. If you r-really d-don't work for Kurushima, than p-please leave me be." The kid was near tears. Goku noticed him to have a half-way decent power level. So for a boy his age and his strength, whomever brought him this much fear must be one tough customer.
"Whatever you want Hitsura. I'll bring you some food in about an hour, so please don't try and run away. There is a fold out bed on that couch over their. Don't mind the super hero bed sheets. My son's only 9. He's still hooked on that kind of stuff even though in all reality he could beat half of 'em into a pulp if push came to shove." The boy gave him a shaky nod and Goku turned around, took a step, and tripped over a small plastic train. "OOF!" Goku heard a slight sound of laughter that quickly died out from Hitsura. He walked up with as much dignity as he could muster and left for the living room.
--------------Time Elapse
Goku picked up the bowl of steamed vegetables and rice, realizing a little too late how hot it was. "Ow oo hot hot!" He squealed, placing the food on the counter and putting on the wool gloves. With a mellow whistle Goku made his way over to the playroom. He couldn't see anyone on the side of the room Hitsura had been on and the window was wide open. He jolted into the room to find the young visitor warped into the television. The boy jumped when he saw him but eased a little.
"What an amazing i-invention. One c-could watch this a-all day."
"With your kind of technology I'm sure you have television." Goku set down the steaming meal on a counter next to the boy.
"It was banned. Kurushima saw it worthless and said it made us lazy."
"Heh heh. Kurushima's right about the lazy part." Goku laughed. "Should I leave alone?" Goku took the tense silence that followed as a yes. He walked back out to the living room and plopped down on the couch, flipping the T.V. on. It was odd for Goku to be so relaxed. Most of the week he fit in several hours of training. One just needs a good day to relax every now and then. Not to long after he started watching did the sound of the the boys footsteps bring its attention to Goku. "What's wrong Hitsura?" A look of fear had re-emerged on his face.
"When you said "with our technology so advanced" what exactly did you mean?"
"Well that pod transport of yours is pretty sophisticated." Goku said simply.
"What part are you talking about?"
"The engine. That fuel system was pretty impressive."
"You couldn't have known it was the engine. The engine on my transport was blasted out by one of Kurushima's reconnaissance crafts."
"When Bulma showed me it was in tip-top shape." Goku replied with a look of confusion.
"This planet does not have the right tools or knowledge to have repaired it, so quickly for one. Wait.....was there a claw on the side?" Hitsura said in a worried tone.
"Yeah.......nicely done I must say." Goku looked at the boys face, tears of fear swelling up in them once again. "What is it? What's going on?"
"Kurushima's 2nd hand man has found me! Tsuyomi will not show me mercy! What am I going to do......."
"Look just calm down kid. If this guy survived the landing, he would have been here by now. Right?"
"Maybe...where is your nearest supply of magnesium?" Hitsura asked, wiping the tears and revealing a more serious face.
"I couldn't tell you. Not anywhere close. Why magnesium?" Goku asked, puzzled.
"It gives his body nutrition if you can believe it. No fighter matches the amount of strength he possesses." Goku ignored the voice of his Saiyan pride and sighed.
"What planet are you from?"
"Yuma. It's thousand of light-years from here." Goku couldn't help but whistle.
"Those pods must reach unbelievable speeds."
"Indeed. I can't stay here. I thank you for your hospitality but I must keep moving."
"I completely understand. Why don't you just use his pod?"
"A man with his power has an automated self destruct sequence without proper retina scan." Hitsura replied as if it was a well known fact.
"In that case, the best place for you as of right now is here. We can more than protect ourselves." Goku offered.
"I must learn to protect myself. I dought you can help me with that." Goku's left eye twitched a little.
Speaking calmly he replied, "Shall I prove myself? If I am deemed worthy in a spar than I can train you and keep you here until we can figure out how to fix that self destruct gizmo on the pod. Hitsura laughed.
"I do need to warm up a bit after being cramped up in a pod for months." Hitsura said with another laugh. They stepped out into the sunlight and smiled. "I apologize if I hurt you too badly." With that he kicked up the ground and towards the awaiting Saiyan. "YAH!" He threw a mad flurry of lighting fast punches, only a couple finding their mark on Goku. With a grunt Hitsura spun around and thrust his leg towards Goku's throat, a hand stopping before damage could be done. "Wha?" Hitsura gaped. He leaped up and kicked with his other foot, Goku's other hand catching it. Hitsura was left dangling by his feet.
"Proved myself yet kid?"
"Not even close." Hitsura arched his back away from Goku, his head now facing him. With a smile he held out both his hands and shouted, "JADE CANNON!" A bright blast of teal Ki energy shot Goku into a nearby tree. Hitsura flipped himself back to his feet and smiled. "I expected a little more. What's this?!" When the smoke cleared, Goku was on his feet, a rip in his Gi, by no scratch or bruise to be seen.
"Caught me off guard kid. Won't happen again." Goku smiled politely and began walking towards him.
"YAH YAH YAH YAH YAH YAH YAH YAH!" Yelled Hitsura, throwing teal ki blasts in a rapid furry at Goku, small explosions erupted as the hit their target. Hitsura smiled and panted. Once more as the smoke cleared, Goku was standing. His right forearm was lifted in front of his face for protection, no sign of injury to be seen. Hitsura gritted his teeth but had reason enough to know he was no match for this being. "All right. You have proved your point. I apologize for my rudeness. I hope tomorrow would be an all right time to begin. I can't thank you enough for your hospitality. I don't know if I would be so trusting if I was in your place. I'll be inside the room with all of the weird plastic vehicles and the television." Goku sighed as Hitsura's image faded. What was he getting himself into this time?
I hope this wasn't too boring. I needed to give a good foreshadowing of what's yet to come and also reveal a little about the life of the mysterious Hitsura. Please r/r and give me your honest opinions. Looking forward to more of your story hiro. Thanks for your review.
Disclaimer: I do not own any part of the Dragonball series'. If I did, I most likely wouldn't be writing this. The only part I can say is mine is the computer. And maybe the story. Yeah.....that sounds about right. Anyway, I'll quit spazzing and get to the story.
Chapter Two: Hitsura's Awakening
"So is it's one of those transport pods we ran into a while back? Maybe it just looks different because of some modifications?" Goku asked, rubbing his fingers over the shell of the craft.
"Perhaps. It seems slightly too advanced technologically to in the transport pods to just be modifications. Where ever this kid came from, it definitely wasn't from anywhere close. Look here." Bulma lead Goku to the back, opening a small panel in the back. "These are the fuel capsules. And I use the term fuel *very* loosely. It is an energy source not even my dad can even begin to comprehend. It seems to use a very complex formula of smashing atoms of a certain element together." Goku sighed.
"English please?" Goku said smiling at the beautiful simple of a tiger claw painted on the side of the pod.
"Oh right, sorry. I've been spending *way* too much time with Dad. In a nut shell, it takes very little fuel and manages to use it for decades. I really hope what ever was chasing him, or making him run away, doesn't find him. A people advanced enough to make this kind of fuel can't be very easy going. You should really try and wake the boy up and get some answers."
"Bulma, you need to relax. I am sure your over reacting just a smudge." Goku laughed, quickly stopping as a frown made itself very clear on Bulma's face.
"This is no laughing matter Goku."
"Yeah, sorry Bulma. What's wrong?" Goku asked.
"I can't understand why he ejected, the pod is in mint condition besides the scratches from space debreeze here and there. It just doesn't make sense." Bulma replied, examining the hatch.
"I don't know what to say. I'm gonna leave you alone and go check on the kid. Good luck with the ship." Goku's encouragement was only replied by a low mumble about something with the word immature in it. Suddenly an unfamiliar scream rang out, Goku bolting to the house. "What's wrong?? What happened?" Goku asked the slumped over Gohan on the wall.
"Your stupid space friend woke up."
"Where did he go?" Goku said with concern.
"I think he went into the playroom."
"Come on, let's go see if he's okay."
"No let's. Just you. He's your problem *Dad*. Don't involve me." Gohan grunted, walking up to his room. With a shake up his head, Goku walked cautiously towards the room, stumbling over a rubber duck.
"Ow! Goten and I need to have a talk about cleaning up after himself." Goku listened carefully. A heavy, almost fearful, breathing was coming from inside. Goku slowly peaked his head inside. "You alright?" The sudden sound from his voice cause the disarrayed boy to jump. "Woah there. It's okay. No one's going to hurt you."
"Wh-wh-what do you want with me? D-do you w-work for Kurushima?" The boy said, shaking.
"Who? I don't work for anybody. Are you---" Goku took a step forward, the boy backing up in fear.
"I d-don't b-believe you. G-get away!" The terrified boy was drenched in sweat from all of the panic and fear.
"What's your name kid?" Goku asked, backing up a little.
"H-Hitsura. If you r-really d-don't work for Kurushima, than p-please leave me be." The kid was near tears. Goku noticed him to have a half-way decent power level. So for a boy his age and his strength, whomever brought him this much fear must be one tough customer.
"Whatever you want Hitsura. I'll bring you some food in about an hour, so please don't try and run away. There is a fold out bed on that couch over their. Don't mind the super hero bed sheets. My son's only 9. He's still hooked on that kind of stuff even though in all reality he could beat half of 'em into a pulp if push came to shove." The boy gave him a shaky nod and Goku turned around, took a step, and tripped over a small plastic train. "OOF!" Goku heard a slight sound of laughter that quickly died out from Hitsura. He walked up with as much dignity as he could muster and left for the living room.
--------------Time Elapse
Goku picked up the bowl of steamed vegetables and rice, realizing a little too late how hot it was. "Ow oo hot hot!" He squealed, placing the food on the counter and putting on the wool gloves. With a mellow whistle Goku made his way over to the playroom. He couldn't see anyone on the side of the room Hitsura had been on and the window was wide open. He jolted into the room to find the young visitor warped into the television. The boy jumped when he saw him but eased a little.
"What an amazing i-invention. One c-could watch this a-all day."
"With your kind of technology I'm sure you have television." Goku set down the steaming meal on a counter next to the boy.
"It was banned. Kurushima saw it worthless and said it made us lazy."
"Heh heh. Kurushima's right about the lazy part." Goku laughed. "Should I leave alone?" Goku took the tense silence that followed as a yes. He walked back out to the living room and plopped down on the couch, flipping the T.V. on. It was odd for Goku to be so relaxed. Most of the week he fit in several hours of training. One just needs a good day to relax every now and then. Not to long after he started watching did the sound of the the boys footsteps bring its attention to Goku. "What's wrong Hitsura?" A look of fear had re-emerged on his face.
"When you said "with our technology so advanced" what exactly did you mean?"
"Well that pod transport of yours is pretty sophisticated." Goku said simply.
"What part are you talking about?"
"The engine. That fuel system was pretty impressive."
"You couldn't have known it was the engine. The engine on my transport was blasted out by one of Kurushima's reconnaissance crafts."
"When Bulma showed me it was in tip-top shape." Goku replied with a look of confusion.
"This planet does not have the right tools or knowledge to have repaired it, so quickly for one. Wait.....was there a claw on the side?" Hitsura said in a worried tone.
"Yeah.......nicely done I must say." Goku looked at the boys face, tears of fear swelling up in them once again. "What is it? What's going on?"
"Kurushima's 2nd hand man has found me! Tsuyomi will not show me mercy! What am I going to do......."
"Look just calm down kid. If this guy survived the landing, he would have been here by now. Right?"
"Maybe...where is your nearest supply of magnesium?" Hitsura asked, wiping the tears and revealing a more serious face.
"I couldn't tell you. Not anywhere close. Why magnesium?" Goku asked, puzzled.
"It gives his body nutrition if you can believe it. No fighter matches the amount of strength he possesses." Goku ignored the voice of his Saiyan pride and sighed.
"What planet are you from?"
"Yuma. It's thousand of light-years from here." Goku couldn't help but whistle.
"Those pods must reach unbelievable speeds."
"Indeed. I can't stay here. I thank you for your hospitality but I must keep moving."
"I completely understand. Why don't you just use his pod?"
"A man with his power has an automated self destruct sequence without proper retina scan." Hitsura replied as if it was a well known fact.
"In that case, the best place for you as of right now is here. We can more than protect ourselves." Goku offered.
"I must learn to protect myself. I dought you can help me with that." Goku's left eye twitched a little.
Speaking calmly he replied, "Shall I prove myself? If I am deemed worthy in a spar than I can train you and keep you here until we can figure out how to fix that self destruct gizmo on the pod. Hitsura laughed.
"I do need to warm up a bit after being cramped up in a pod for months." Hitsura said with another laugh. They stepped out into the sunlight and smiled. "I apologize if I hurt you too badly." With that he kicked up the ground and towards the awaiting Saiyan. "YAH!" He threw a mad flurry of lighting fast punches, only a couple finding their mark on Goku. With a grunt Hitsura spun around and thrust his leg towards Goku's throat, a hand stopping before damage could be done. "Wha?" Hitsura gaped. He leaped up and kicked with his other foot, Goku's other hand catching it. Hitsura was left dangling by his feet.
"Proved myself yet kid?"
"Not even close." Hitsura arched his back away from Goku, his head now facing him. With a smile he held out both his hands and shouted, "JADE CANNON!" A bright blast of teal Ki energy shot Goku into a nearby tree. Hitsura flipped himself back to his feet and smiled. "I expected a little more. What's this?!" When the smoke cleared, Goku was on his feet, a rip in his Gi, by no scratch or bruise to be seen.
"Caught me off guard kid. Won't happen again." Goku smiled politely and began walking towards him.
"YAH YAH YAH YAH YAH YAH YAH YAH!" Yelled Hitsura, throwing teal ki blasts in a rapid furry at Goku, small explosions erupted as the hit their target. Hitsura smiled and panted. Once more as the smoke cleared, Goku was standing. His right forearm was lifted in front of his face for protection, no sign of injury to be seen. Hitsura gritted his teeth but had reason enough to know he was no match for this being. "All right. You have proved your point. I apologize for my rudeness. I hope tomorrow would be an all right time to begin. I can't thank you enough for your hospitality. I don't know if I would be so trusting if I was in your place. I'll be inside the room with all of the weird plastic vehicles and the television." Goku sighed as Hitsura's image faded. What was he getting himself into this time?
I hope this wasn't too boring. I needed to give a good foreshadowing of what's yet to come and also reveal a little about the life of the mysterious Hitsura. Please r/r and give me your honest opinions. Looking forward to more of your story hiro. Thanks for your review.