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A/N--Editing, editing, editing...
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Krillin gulped nervously as they crept towards the site where Frieza had landed. He couldn't help but wish Goku was there. *Goku where are you?*
It was like one thing after another for these past four years. It had all started that day on Kame Island when Goku's heritage had been revealed revealed, and his brother Radditz had kidnapped poor little Gohan, Goku's son.
Krillin smiled a bit wistfully at the thought of the child. He sometimes found himself wishing he'd gotten a chance to know the boy. It was tragic that a life could be snuffed out so quickly--almost before you even knew it existed. Krillin knew that the boy would have grown up to be worth knowing. He was Goku's son after all.
Looking around, Krillin noticed Vegeta yelling at the others to stay quiet so Frieza wouldn't notice them. If the situation hadn't been so serious, he would have laughed at the Prince's hypocrisy.
It was still strange having Vegeta there. He had been the enemy once, after all, but Krillin just couldn't see him that way anymore. Not after what'd happened on Namek. No matter what he pretended, Vegeta wasn't all bad.
Scanning the horizon nervously, Krillin's head jerked up at a sudden surge of energy. It was immense! MUCH larger than Frieza. Taking the other Z- senshi's lead, Krillin flew after them. Someone stonger than Frieza--maybe it was Goku!
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Krillin stood with the others watching the strange boy in shock as his hair flared from purple to yellow. He could do what Goku could! Did that mean he was a Super Saiyan?
As the z-senshi stood in awe, they watched the mysterious youth make mince meat out of Frieza, and execute his father King Kold without mercy as the evil tyrant begged for his life. Then with a flick of his wrist, he demolished Frieza's spaceship. He made it look easy.
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Gohan's head jerked up in surprise as he felt the high energy level outside of the spaceship. This energy level was much higher than Frieza's.
Gohan fingered the golden collar about his neck. *It's even higher than mine without this stupid thing on.*
The intensity of the power outside crackling along his spine, Gohan crouched low to the dark floor and tried his best to fight the inhibiting collar and form a shield about his small body.
Curling into a ball, Gohan's mind shrieked with glee. He knew that whoever's ki he was sensing was much stronger than his was. He didn't care. Frieza was finally going to die-even if he had to go with him, it would be worth it.
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Gazing at the burning wreckage, Krillin began to follow, as the strange young man had beckoned. He wanted to see Goku, if this guy was telling the truth, he knew where he was-but something stopped him. In the debris of the ship, he felt a strong ki. And it was somehow-familiar.
Krillin turned to the person flying next to him, "Hey Piccolo?"
The Namek shot a glare at the small human addressing him, "What do you want?"
"Umm, do you sense anything from that wreckage-Frieza's ship I mean?"
Piccolo was a bit startled for a moment, then extended his ki. Indeed- something had survived the boy's blast, although whatever that something was, it was unconscious.
Piccolo and Krillin broke away from the group and set down in front of the debris of the spaceship.
Piccolo warily readied a ki blast in case this was some kind of a trick as Krillin stepped gingerly through the twisted metal towards the source of the ki.
"What the hell are you two doing?" Vegeta asked, floating down behind Piccolo.
Krillin jumped at the harsh voice, and was startled to see that everyone had paused, even the mysterious boy leading them, to see what he and Piccolo were up to.
Krillin held up his hand, still searching, "We sensed a strong ki source coming from the wreckage Vegeta-we wanted to check it out."
Vegeta snorted, "You should have just blasted it into oblivion. Believe me- nothing good has EVER come off of one of Frieza's ships."
Bulma, from her perch in Yamcha's arms rolled her eyes at the Prince and snorted, "THAT'S for sure!"
Vegeta snarled, "Damned impertinent woman! You don't value your life very much, do you?"
"Oh, please!"
Yamcha in the midst of deciding whether or not to break into the verbal tiff when a shout came from Krillin, "Hey I found it!"
Krillin gasped at what he saw, and reached gently down to pick up the small body laying at his feet. It was a child. A child with long, ragged black hair. He wore a battered and ripped Saiyan body suit, and around his neck was a golden necklace.
"Hey, look at this," Krillin exclaimed, floating over to the others.
"Wow, it's just a little boy," Yamcha exclaimed.
Everyone turned to Vegeta as he snorted. "When I was his age, I was blowing up planets under Frieza's tutelage. Don't underestimate him. Looks can be deceiving."
Krillin looked questioningly at Piccolo, "Well, what do you think we should do with him?"
"Bring him along." Everyone turned to see the mysterious young man with the purple hair floating in place. "He's just a child-he's as much a victim of Frieza as anybody, I suspect," he continued.
Vegeta glared but said nothing. Krillin gathered the small tattered body to his chest and took gently to the air to follow after they others as they continued on to meet Goku, with yet another mystery on their hands.
A/N--Editing, editing, editing...
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Krillin gulped nervously as they crept towards the site where Frieza had landed. He couldn't help but wish Goku was there. *Goku where are you?*
It was like one thing after another for these past four years. It had all started that day on Kame Island when Goku's heritage had been revealed revealed, and his brother Radditz had kidnapped poor little Gohan, Goku's son.
Krillin smiled a bit wistfully at the thought of the child. He sometimes found himself wishing he'd gotten a chance to know the boy. It was tragic that a life could be snuffed out so quickly--almost before you even knew it existed. Krillin knew that the boy would have grown up to be worth knowing. He was Goku's son after all.
Looking around, Krillin noticed Vegeta yelling at the others to stay quiet so Frieza wouldn't notice them. If the situation hadn't been so serious, he would have laughed at the Prince's hypocrisy.
It was still strange having Vegeta there. He had been the enemy once, after all, but Krillin just couldn't see him that way anymore. Not after what'd happened on Namek. No matter what he pretended, Vegeta wasn't all bad.
Scanning the horizon nervously, Krillin's head jerked up at a sudden surge of energy. It was immense! MUCH larger than Frieza. Taking the other Z- senshi's lead, Krillin flew after them. Someone stonger than Frieza--maybe it was Goku!
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Krillin stood with the others watching the strange boy in shock as his hair flared from purple to yellow. He could do what Goku could! Did that mean he was a Super Saiyan?
As the z-senshi stood in awe, they watched the mysterious youth make mince meat out of Frieza, and execute his father King Kold without mercy as the evil tyrant begged for his life. Then with a flick of his wrist, he demolished Frieza's spaceship. He made it look easy.
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Gohan's head jerked up in surprise as he felt the high energy level outside of the spaceship. This energy level was much higher than Frieza's.
Gohan fingered the golden collar about his neck. *It's even higher than mine without this stupid thing on.*
The intensity of the power outside crackling along his spine, Gohan crouched low to the dark floor and tried his best to fight the inhibiting collar and form a shield about his small body.
Curling into a ball, Gohan's mind shrieked with glee. He knew that whoever's ki he was sensing was much stronger than his was. He didn't care. Frieza was finally going to die-even if he had to go with him, it would be worth it.
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Gazing at the burning wreckage, Krillin began to follow, as the strange young man had beckoned. He wanted to see Goku, if this guy was telling the truth, he knew where he was-but something stopped him. In the debris of the ship, he felt a strong ki. And it was somehow-familiar.
Krillin turned to the person flying next to him, "Hey Piccolo?"
The Namek shot a glare at the small human addressing him, "What do you want?"
"Umm, do you sense anything from that wreckage-Frieza's ship I mean?"
Piccolo was a bit startled for a moment, then extended his ki. Indeed- something had survived the boy's blast, although whatever that something was, it was unconscious.
Piccolo and Krillin broke away from the group and set down in front of the debris of the spaceship.
Piccolo warily readied a ki blast in case this was some kind of a trick as Krillin stepped gingerly through the twisted metal towards the source of the ki.
"What the hell are you two doing?" Vegeta asked, floating down behind Piccolo.
Krillin jumped at the harsh voice, and was startled to see that everyone had paused, even the mysterious boy leading them, to see what he and Piccolo were up to.
Krillin held up his hand, still searching, "We sensed a strong ki source coming from the wreckage Vegeta-we wanted to check it out."
Vegeta snorted, "You should have just blasted it into oblivion. Believe me- nothing good has EVER come off of one of Frieza's ships."
Bulma, from her perch in Yamcha's arms rolled her eyes at the Prince and snorted, "THAT'S for sure!"
Vegeta snarled, "Damned impertinent woman! You don't value your life very much, do you?"
"Oh, please!"
Yamcha in the midst of deciding whether or not to break into the verbal tiff when a shout came from Krillin, "Hey I found it!"
Krillin gasped at what he saw, and reached gently down to pick up the small body laying at his feet. It was a child. A child with long, ragged black hair. He wore a battered and ripped Saiyan body suit, and around his neck was a golden necklace.
"Hey, look at this," Krillin exclaimed, floating over to the others.
"Wow, it's just a little boy," Yamcha exclaimed.
Everyone turned to Vegeta as he snorted. "When I was his age, I was blowing up planets under Frieza's tutelage. Don't underestimate him. Looks can be deceiving."
Krillin looked questioningly at Piccolo, "Well, what do you think we should do with him?"
"Bring him along." Everyone turned to see the mysterious young man with the purple hair floating in place. "He's just a child-he's as much a victim of Frieza as anybody, I suspect," he continued.
Vegeta glared but said nothing. Krillin gathered the small tattered body to his chest and took gently to the air to follow after they others as they continued on to meet Goku, with yet another mystery on their hands.