Chapter 2
DBZ Vs. DBG.
The two fearsome creatures that call them selves Joka and Satra are beginning
there reverse transformation. Their wings recede painfully into their shoulders. Their tails
disapire in to their backs and their fangs shrink, to make a human like creature. They now
both look exactly the same, navy blue hair, normal eyes that are blood-red in color. Same
height, same build, same voice, they are identical. Except for one thing, Satra has a scar
that just above his left eye traveling through his eyebrow and stopping just before his nose.
"Where are you from?!" Vegeta asked with a pissed off tone. "I know for a fact
that there are no such things as Shontonions in this galaxy or in the universe for all I
know!" Joka turned and spoke, "Simple, we are from this galaxy but not this reality. There
is another earth actually hundrends of earths due to the fact that where split off from one
another by time travel."
"How is that possible?" Gohan asked. "simple." Joka started. "All time flows as
one. For an exampele a minute ago is still hapening like a stream it keeps going and
flowing its just that our minds are so primitive that we dont realise it. Like people who
thought the world was flat. Becase they couldnt see it with thier own eyes they didn't
believe the world was round, but they had every right to, it sure seems flat."
"But that does not explain where you come from." Vegeta interupted.
"I was just getting to that." Joka continued. "If time is flowing, the future and past are
alredy predetermined. If some one were to travel through time they would inadvertently
change history, like your son, Trunks. When he came to make the future better it was
futile to try to change his future becase it is already determined but he changed it anyway,
so for time-space to compensate it must create an alternate reality for these changes to
take place."
"I get it" Gohan said. "Good boy, you are smart arent you." Satra complemented.
"But that still doesnt answer my question!" Vegeta was growing angry. "Yeah, sure, on
one condition." Joka said and Satra smiled...
"What!?"
"Turn off that blasted Super Saiyan mode its making me go nuts!" Joka screamed.
Vegeta grunted and changed back, as did Gohan. "Thats beter." Joka sighed in releif. "We
come from a reailty that was created thousands of years ago by a space traveler." Joka
stated. "More like this world was created off of ours." Satra corected.
"I refuse to hear this nonsence!" Vegeta started to walk away. "Okay, youre out of
the tournament." Satra replied.
"Like I care."
"I know you do Vegeta." Satra searched his thoughts. "So I changed my mind you
can come and fight Goku." Vegeta turned immediately "What did you just say?!"
"Goku is going to be there and he is going to compete." Joka said. On Joka's belt,
a small communicator went off. He picked it up and put it to his mouth. "Five miles west
of us looks like a pretty inconspicuous place for the ship. . . . . . . Okay, great I'll see you
there. Oh and have our normal clothes ready for us please, thanks." The clothes that Joka
and Satra have on now are specially designed for their transformation the long sleeve shirt
they are wearing has no back, for their wings. Their pants have a hole in the back for their
tails.
"Our ship will be landing in a minute." Satra acted all big. "Ahem!" Joka butted in
"Since when is it OUR ship? Last time I checked it was signed in my name as in I paid for
it!" Satra retaliated "I paid for the interdimensional drive for that ship! So seeing how we
wouldnt be here without me, you should give me some respect."
"Yeah yeah, whatever." Joka turned to speak with every one else. "Are you
coming or not? Decide now." Gohan immediately spoke "I can't go with you to the
tournament until I talk with my mom first." Joka stepped up to the little strong man and
said "If your mother is like the one in my reality, she probably wants rules, right?" Gohan
nods "Uh-huh. Did you read my mind?" Joka smiled "No, Let's just say that our two
realities are different but not that different. But your gowing to have to go super saiyan,
becase the window of departure is in an hour and we still need to make final preparations
to the ship. So we are going to have to hurry."
"Okay" Gohan made a fast color-change of his hair that any female human would
be envious of. "Give me a second." In that sentance, Joka's eyes began to change color
and glow his skin crusted over with red scales and he begins to grow in height and muscle
mass, and all of the Demonic Shontonion features came out, tail, slit eyes that glow blue
with white pupils, and the menacig red wings, with a wing span greater than that of a small
one-prop plane coming out of his shoulders. With one flap he lanches up to the clouds. At
a speed that could just barely be followed. "Come on I havent got all day" yelled Joka
from the clouds. "Oh, and if your wondering why our power that you are sensing is so evil
its because we are demons, but once you get to know us were pretty friendly people."
Satra spoke to Gohan just after reading his mind. "We don't have time for idle chit-chat lil
bro, got to make tracks get the inter-reality drive going and wake up maestro. Gohan go
Super Saiyan and take me to your house on the double, we don't have much time.
In a flash, Joka and Gohan are kocking on the door waiting for Chi-chi to answer.
"Yes who is it?" Chi-chi yelled frome inside. "Its me mom!" Gohan was trying to hurry.
"Then come in Gohan." Chi-chi opened the door. "AAAAAAAAHHHHHHH! Gohan get
back, what is that thing doing here?!" Chi-chi screamed.
"Excuse me, but I understand that your son wants to take part in this tournament that I
am funding." Joka stated in a sophistcated tone. "Oh really, and how can a monster like
you fund a tournament?" Chi-chi accusationally asked to pin Joka in a corner.
"As your son can change his form, so can I, but I am not as pleasant to look at." Joka
still kept up his manners. "Even if you didn't look like that I would still think you whould
be a muscle headed psychopath that will turn my son into some kind of hoodlum. Do I
make my self clear? Oh, im sorry I forgot you probably have an IQ that is equal to that of
a pea!" Chi-chi Insulted
"Pea's on this planet must have IQ's of 275, thats icredible!" Joka sarcastically retorted.
"Oh." Chi-chi said.
"No need to apologize. My name is Joka, I come from an alternate reality."
And after a few minutes of talking...
"So my Gohan wasnt dreaming, about Goku talking to him?" asked Chi-chi. "The boy is
gifted. He can come with us, and I give you my word that I will hold his safety. Of corse I
can see if you doubt me, so if you wish you can come along. Plus if you do you can see
Goku." Joka smiled.
"Well I had this funny feeling that I could trust you. I've been able to see things
differently ever since, and I really don't know why." Chi-chi looked up and sighed.
"I'd love to continue this conversation, but my brother has just informed me that its time
to go. So are you going?" Joka asked.
"Yes, I'm going." Chi-chi decided.
"Wait!" Gohan blurted out. "What now?" Joka wondered. "Bulma, I forgot about
Bulma!" Gohan started to panic. "Gohan stay Super Saiyan and get Bulma, go as fast as
you can I'll bring your mother to my ship and I'll keep my power up as long as possible.
But I kneed you to hurry, got it?" Gohan nodded and took off.
"Gohan, just what do you think you think you are doing? Grabbing me like that
and rushing me around like this!" Bulma harassed Gohan. "Haven't got the time to explain
just yet, Bulma. Just hold on." As they reached the power signal coming from Joka they
see the space ship that he was talking about.
"Oh my, look how big it is." Bulma tried to discribe the vessel.
"Gohan I see you made it." Joka telepathically comunicated to Gohan. "Yeah, but
it wasn't easy." Gohan said. "What does that mean?!" Bulma yelled. "Don't talk Gohan,
think. its much easier, as long as my link with you is open you don't have to say a word."
Joka stated. "Got it." Gohan thought. "Okay I need you to land, I'm going to open the
hatch on your side. The gravity in this ship is switched to a lateral plane so land sideways.
Bye." Joka cut the connection. .
Satra walked along the passenger section. It looked like a large high-tek 747, but
its all first-class. "All right everyone, as you may have noticed I have turned the seatbelt
light on. Please position your seats and tray-tables in the upright and locked position. And
keep your power level to a minium, to prevent an inter-reailty misleap. Just to let you
know a misleap is very bad." Satra went through a vary familar safety check. "Maestro,
how are you doing?" Joka spoke to a terminal "I'm in peak condition, I have eaten to
one-hundred percent capacity." the terminal said with lights blinking. "Thats good, I'll see
you in the cockpit soon." Joka replied.
"Joka! Where is my son." Screamed Chi-chi. "Gah! Don't scare me like that." Joka
jumped. "If you had a child you know exactly how I feel and you won't keep me waiting
like this!" Chi-chi continued screaming.
"Listen I have knowledge that he will be here in exactly two minutes. And I do have
children, I have two of them, two beautiful bouncing twin baby-boys. Here is their
picture." Joka handed Chi-chi a small piece of paper.
"Awww, they're so cute, but I don't see the resemblence with the red skin and all. They
look normal, you on the other hand." Chi-chi casually brings up a topic. "Oh, this, I'm just
transformed, I'm staying this way temporaly so Gohan can find us." Joka said.
"Oh, anyways what are their names?" Chi-chi asked. "They don't have names yet." Joka
hesitantly said. "What, why haven't you named them?!" Chi-chi was furious for some
thing that was not her business. "Don't get me wrong here, but its not my responsability."
Joka said. "You are just a muscle head." Chi-chi labeled. "Listen, in Shontonion culture, it
is customary for the sibling of the father to name the children." Joka turned toward Satras
direction and starts to yell. "AND IF MY SIBLING WASN'T SUCH AN IMMATURE
BLOWHARD I WOULD KNOW WHAT TO CALL MY CHILDREN!"
"Hey? Whats wrong with 'Poo-poo' and 'Pee-pee' for names? EH?" Satra yelled back as
he was pouring a glass of orange juice.
"Mom!" Gohan ran to his mother. "Gohan!" Chi-chi hugged her son. "I'm so glad
you're safe." Joka transformed back, and Chi-chi looks up to the normal looking Joka.
"Now I see the resembelice." Chi-chi smiled.
"Thanks, but now I must ask you to take a seat. We must take off." Joka started running
to the cockpit. When the doors opened, Joka moved to the pilot seat. Sitting in the
co-pilot seat, was a beautiful young woman that didnt look any older than 20. She was
wearing a T-shirt and loose fitting pants, casual stuff.
"Hi honey." She said to Joka. "I missed you Shina." Joka said as he plopped into the pilot
seat. Joka then started the count-down.
"10-9-8-7..."
Shina looked at Joka and pointed at her watch. Joka saw her silent comment. "Screw it!"
Joka threw the throttle forward. The ships engines roared at such a deafening tone that it
could be heard miles away. The ship reached speed so quickly that they were out of the
atmosphere in almost no time at all.
"Ladies and not-so gentleman." Satra's voice radiatied frome the intercom
speakers. "Welcome to Satra's wild-ride. Please keep your hands and feet inside the
vehicle at all time. And do not raise your power levels. Yes I'm talking to you Vegeta."
Vegeta slams his fist on the arm-rest. "That no good cocky shontonion! He'll face my
wrath soon enough!" Satra goes on "Just to warn you guys this is going to feel a little
weird."
The ship visibly distorted, then vanishes.
