Krillin
On a day that was quiet and serene, there was a great disturbance getting ready to commence. The gang was going to get together, and have a bbq. Krillin was resting against a tree, and noticed something very off about his current situation. There was a young woman, who was about 17, and was 4'0, about 80 pounds. "Can I help you?" Krillin asked the girl, and she just stared at him. "Are you Krillin?" She asked, "Yes." He responded. "I am so happy to meet you." She said jumping up and hugging Krillin. "Hey, hey, hey, what is going on here?" Krillin asked unlocking her wrists. "I am Omara, your sister."
"There is just no way. I barely know who my parents are, but I do know that I am an only child." He stated firmly, but with a little nervousness behind it. "No, you are not. I was born 16 years ago, and was told to find you at the age of 12. Our mother wanted to talk to you again, but they are probably gone by now." Omara finished, "Is that right?" He thought about it. "I have a solution to this problem." Krillin said, "We will go to my friend Bulma's and she will help us out with this problem." He said, and was about to fly off, "Oh yeah, you probably can't fly." He reminded himself. "I can too, and like the wind I might add." Omara smirked, and they flew off to go meet Bulma.
Authors note: I wanted to see how this idea will fly with the other authors and readers. I will have sequels prepared based on reviews.