"Dragon Ball S"
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"Sapphire!" He ran into the house and looked around. He found Sapphire crying in the corner of the room holding some sort of frame. Yamcha followed. "Saph...hey..."said Yamcha upset. He wanted to cry too, but he knew Sapphire would get more upset if anyone else cryed. Piccolo then walked in, and looked down at Sapphire. Krillin and Yamcha moved out of the way to the side. They knew if they over-crowded him he would get pissed. They knew better and they knew Piccolo well. All though something about Piccolo were a complete mystery. He picked up Sapphire by the back of the color of his shirt and looked at him straight in the face with cold eyes. "You look just like Gohan when he was young..."he said. "Grandpa Gohan didn't loose his parents!" he yelled. But it wasn't true. Only about five years ago his great grandfather Katkorot died of a heart attack at age 60, and two years ago his great grandmother Chi-chi was murdered at age 58. It looked as though Gohan had it rough. All his loved possesions were dying one by one. First his father, which couldnt be brought back by Porunga nor Shenron, his mother, and now his daughter. The Earth dragon balls were misplaced by the zombie of Raditz on his thirf trip to Earth. On his first trip he was killed by Piccolo, his second he came as his zombie form and captured the dragon balls and brought them to another planet. And like the idiot he is he misplaced and thought they were at Earth, so as soon as he returned he was killed by 2 year old Sapphire. So that was out of the question. And there was no way to get to Namek to use their dragon balls so that was no good. So it seemed all hope of ever seeing Pan and Trunks agian, had failed.
"Sapphire, can you tell us who did this?"asked Piccolo. Sapphire stopped sniffing and crying, then looked back at Piccolo in the face. His gray eyes were as cold as ever. He looked like the Saiyan version of Piccolo. "It was some green guy."he said. "He looked like you, Piccolo, but much elderly." There was a sudden silence in the room. Krillin looked the most shocked out of everyone. He knew what this meant. The first name that popped into his head was Piccolo's father, Piccolo-Daimo. He was killed during that time period. His father had four other evil sons named Cymbol, Tamborine, Piano and Drum. They were killed before their father was killed. Piccolo was born during his father dieing, and was lucky to be alive from then until now.
"I...I see..."he said. He then put him down on the couch. He turned to Krillin. Krillin's face turned back to normal slowly, trying to erase the astonishment of Piccolo's father probably being alive away. "Krillin..." Yamcha began. "...you, Tien, and Chaozu are the only ones left alive that know how Piccolo-Daimo was. Well, if he has returned, you think you can give us some details on how he was like?" "I don't remember much of what happened, but I'll try." he replyed, trying to sound as brave as he can. An upset Gohan and Videl walked into the room. Sapphire was happy to see them and ran to them. They were so glad that their grandson was still alive. Everyone soon agreed to let Piccolo give the same training to Sapphire the training Gohan got when he was young. The Survival Training. That night, while Sapphire was fast asleep, they all went into the flying car and drove out into the same wilderness Gohan was left at. Piccolo gave him the clothing showing he was in his some sort of "boot camp", and they all left, leaving only Sapphire, Piccolo, and the wilderness behind.
Morning soon arose. Sapphire woke up and rubbed his eyes. He got up and yawned. A little squirrel was looking at him from a distance. "Oh look...a squirrel..." he said sounding tired. He then stopped dead in his tracks and his eyes widdened. He looked around and noticed that he wasn't home. He wasn't near home, he wasn't in a bed. He wasn't in a house. He was out. Out in the wilderness, alone. He looked around and looked at his clothes. He then noticed that there was a sword on his back. Why am I here? He thought. Why do I have a sword and look as though I am going to fight or something? Oh I get it. I remember being told this from Grandpa Gohan. He was too brought out into the wilderness and was trained alone. It was called Survival Training. Looks I have to do the same. But for how long? Oh well, doesn't matter. I'll take it. And he did.
It was the year 807 A.D.. Seven had past. An elder, mature Sapphire was flying to a spot where Piccolo had told him to meet. At age 8 Sapphire had finished the Survival Training. He was now taller. His blue hair was still the same: two strings of sharp thick hair sort of stayed in front of his face. And the rest of his hair looked as though it was geled back with a comb, except it was his hair staying that way. His childish kind gray eyes now became cold clear gray eyes. He was wearing the same outfit Krillin wears, except it was black and the inside was blue. He wore the same boots as him. But the sign was different. Except it being the turtle, it was the sign Piccolo gave out for the Survival Training. It's been years, seven long years. Now there isn't any way of bringing Mom and Father back. Damn...when I get the bastard that did this, he's going to pay! It's because of him Granpa Gohan, Grandma Videl and Yamcha are also dead now! While he had his Survival Training, the green killer returned and had killed Yamcha. He was found in Hong Kong, China in his house, laying headless in the corner of his room. Blood was everywheres. It was a shock. His head was nowheres to be found either. And only a year after the Survival Training was over, they found Videl's throat very deeply slit and Gohan's body blasted in half. His bottom half had been disinigrated from the blast and his top half lay dead. Blood as usual was everywheres. Those were horrible deaths. Now because of everything that's been happening, the world knows that this terror is on the loose. That's good, though in a way sucks. Now everyone will be afraid of everywhere they go. Their safest spots will become a spot being feared of. I don't think it could be Piccolo's father...I mean, hasn't been atleast over 60-70 years? Maybe it's Nail...can't be Dende because now he's 34. Definitly can't be Guru, he's too big. Shoot, who is it?? With mind theorys chasing each other all around Sapphire's mind, gave him a headache. So he decided to stop. The rest of the way he thought of nothing. But things started looking familiar to him while he was flying. The scenary became familiar, like he's been through here before. But nothing once again could ring a bell.
He soon arrived at the place Piccolo was at. They said nothing and followed Piccolo. He was leading him somewheres, but Sapphire didn't know what. After a few minutes of walking they soon came to a stop. They stopped in front of an old broken down house. Everything in Sapphire's mind really began chasing each other. He was trying to think of what this was. Why it looked so familiar. Then, he relized what it was.
It was his Grandpa Gohan's house he grew up in when he was young. His Great Mother Chi-chi and Great Grandfather Katkorot lived here. But why was he here? He turned to speak to Piccolo. "Picc." he began. "Why are we here? It brings memories." "Go inside and look, you'll soon find out." he replyed. Sapphire nodded and walked inside. He looked around the house for a bit, then felt a dead power near by. His eyes widdened. Fear struck over his face. He ran towards the power and found a sight he hoped not to find. He fell to his knees and began to cry softly.
It was Krillin. Krillin had been shot through the back. The usual blood decoration was left everywheres. No telling the same person responsible for Pan, Trunks, Gohan, Yamcha, and Videl's deaths. And something started telling Sapphire that this person was also responsible for Chi-chi's death. Soon he had visions of all the deaths: Pan being shot through the heart, Trunks had his head chopped off and shot through the back, Gohan lost half of his body, Videl was shot through the heart, Yamcha lost his head, and now Krillin was shot through the back. These visions made him very upset. He then thought that him, 18 and Piccolo were next. 18 was alone in Tokyo at Master Roshi's old house. Piccolo was outside of the house he was in. He then grew very angry and very upset. He thought of 18 and Piccolo loosing their lives to this evil. Piccolo then walked in and told him everything would be alright. But it wasn't. Soon, his power was rising masivly. Piccolo stepped back a few. Astonishment grew upon his face. There was a blinding light, and then out of nowheres, there was glowing coming from Sapphire. Sapphire had turned into a Super Saiyan. But which level was this? He looked far more then Super Saiyan, he looked as if it was Level 2 or 3. Or maybe even 4. Then he found out what it was. Sapphire had passed evey level, and auto matically want SSJ4. It was incredible. I don't belive it. Maybe Saph has the power to defeat this guy. Piccolo thought. But it wasn't for sure. Sapphire turned, and gave Piccolo a first hug Piccolo has ever recieved. Piccolo really didn't like it, but decided to let Sapphire do so. He didn't want to become more upset, more of them were dieing out quickly one by one. He didn't want to go leaveing the last for Sapphire is a cold shoulder. They left, and flew away leaving flowers by Krillin. They'd go and tell 18 what just happened, imidiatly.