Chapter 4: Shards Of The Metroids
Gul'Gen saw a planet in the mirror. He quickly noticed that it was
Green. He then saw a ruined space station. He gasped in the same
wide-eyed terror that he had when he saw Royce.
"That can't be!" A big fat pink being flew up in front of the
station along with a slender green figure. (BUUUUUUU!!!) The
rest of the broken mirror flew out as Gul'Gen covered his face to
protect from the shards. He couldn't believe it.
Alpha Centuari...destroyed by a Buu.
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Hardy was inside of his office, twiddling his fingers expecting
a phone call from Mr. Briefs. The call never came. He called
Samus, Houston, Royce and Ridley to investigate West City and
find out what had happened. On the cargo elevator, Samus looks at
the others.
"I hope that this isn't a false alarm. Hardy's done that to us a
couple times before. He said that we were supposed to save a
convoy the last time when he didn't notice that they already had
things taken care of."
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Mrs. Breifs was shaking like a leaf. She couldn't believe what
happened. Her husband was murdered by...something...and then it
demolished the building...her house was a pile of ruins for the
most part. Why did that green monster leave her alive? He said that
he would be 'going against the plan' if there wasn't a witness. What
plan? She couldn't even ask or remember its name, she was so scared.
Samus and the others arrived to find everything that had occured and
took Mrs. Breifs with them. Stuttering the whole way, she tried to
recount what had happened. Mr. Breifs was killed by being sucked into
nothing by a stinger that was on a green monster. Ridley looked away.
'No. No way. Gul'Gen told me everything that he's been seeing the
past few days...I can't believe this. That was...Cell. Everything...
I've got to tell Catocs. He has to know what happened.' "Samus."
Samus looks at Ridley. 'No...I shouldn't tell her. She'll act too
early.'
"What is it?" Ridley shakes his head.
"N...never mind. I..." Ridley clenches a clawed fist. "..."
"Sounds like Gul'Gen shook you up. If you think I'm going to act on
this creep now, you're wrong." Ridley trips over himself.
'How did she know?'
"I was listening to Roshi's little lesson on the psychology of the
martial arts. It proves rather applicable, doesn't it?"
"Uhh..." Ridley looks over at Samus, dumbfounded. How did she catch
onto that old fart so fast? Was everything falling into a respective
place? If that was the way that things were going, then the outcome
would be as Gul'Gen fears for Samus.
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Maybe it was Goku's determination, but within the past week, Goku's
training had made him many times more powerful than Vegeta. The last
time that they sparred, Vegeta couldn't even keep up with Goku, and he
had even said that he was holding back. Vegeta was enraged at this and
demanded that they reserve time slots for training, since he felt that
Goku was 'hogging' the gravity chamber. It was Vegeta's turn to take
up all the time for training. Oh well. He figured that he might try
his hand against Catocs again.
Goku was looking around the sights of the station, having nothing
better to do aside of looking for someone. He stops at an open court
resutaurant and looks around. Nope, no half-nude boy with a black tail
here...but there was Hardy, eating like always. He decided not to go
and get something to eat, not when he was in the mood to fight. Roshi
had taught him once that being hungry is a distraction and being full a
vulnerability.
He walked away and bumped into Catocs. Something was different, maybe
because of what he was wearing. He was wearing a white t-shirt and
cutoff jeans, and his arms were adorned with watches on the forearms.
"Geez, you have every watch in the neighborhood?" Catocs shrugs.
"I wish. So, what brings you out of the training room?" Goku goes back
and sits at a table.
"Vegeta. He thinks that I'm using it too much." Catocs sits across
from Goku. "He says that I'm too strong. He doesn't have any idea as
to what's going on. Ridley told me about Bulma's dad, she was with me
when he did and she flipped out. Too bad that Vegeta didn't know. Now
I've got Radditz and Nappa training more than him!" They both laugh.
The 'prince' was falling behind for some reason.
"Oh! Gohan said that he wanted to visit Samus again. He thinks that
she's a babysitter or something. I had just left after Ridley told us
about Cell."
"So that was Cell, huh? We've got quite a test ahead." Catocs looks
down.
"Goku...have you been able to ascend yet?" Goku shakes his head.
"Not enough emotional pain. You have to suffer in great anger. You
have to desire becoming stronger than your strongest foe. That power
will only come toward you then. Afterward, it's a matter of just
unleashing it." They didn't notice Vegeta standing near them, lugging
70-pound shopping bags, six of them, to the apartments that they all
lived at, heading to Bulma's top-floor suite. So...that was going on,
huh? They thought that he was ignorant and stupid...he would show them.
He would ascend to the Super Saiya-jin and beat them both into the
ground. And then he would deal with this 'Cell'.
"Great anger?" Catocs looks into Goku's eyes.
"Hatred, grief, rage. All at once. Alongside of a desire to be the
strongest." 'Metroid. Ultimate Warrior. Could we possibly be Metroids
also? The Saiya-jin were feared, persecuted because of that fear, and
nearly made extinct because of that fear. A fear that the Saiya-jin
would be the ultimate warriors.'
---------------
Samus was looking over Gohan's shoulder as he was working on his daily
homework which he went to Samus' to do. He could be around people like
himself, and actually concentrate when a person like Samus was breathing
down his neck. Piccolo kept close to Gohan, too. Distant as Ridley was
to Gul'Gen, but he had taken a shine to Gohan. Seeing innocence was an
intrigue. Although Goku reviled him, he was still fascinated. Goku's
innocence, courage, and near-constant newness to himself was also
present in Gohan...along with intelligence and a lack of naivete. Gohan
wasn't occasionally brainless like his father was.
Gohan finished with his last assignment and set it in a small stack of
papers. He turned around to face Samus, who was sitting by the wet-bar,
the doors open. (A rarity for her.) She obviously had a lot on her mind.
He wanted to ask about what she was thinking about, but something else
had caught his attention. A slight tremor and the feeling of rising
energy. He got up from the table and began to walk away.
"Gohan." He stops to turn and face Samus. "Take your papers to your
mother first." He goes back to the table.
"Uh, right. Uh..." Samus goes back to a semi-entranced state. "What
are you thinking about?" She sighs and sits at the other side of the
table.
"Sit." Gohan blinks. "If you want to know, then sit." Gohan sits
across from Samus at the table. "Okay...how do I put this?" Samus looks
at Piccolo as though asking for help. He glares back at her from the
corner of his eye.
"...Frankly."
"Thanks a lot. Anyway, what was on my mind was about Gul'Gen. I know
that he's been reaching the end of his days, and so he's drawn Ridley
closer to him for something. That something, as I can guess, is about
what he's been seeing in his old mirror, which shattered last week.
He's been observing everything about it, the pieces, the frame, and
everything. I never thought anything about it before. He told me what
the last vision was. Alpha Centauri--gone. He even saw a Buu along
with Cell. I know a little bit about Buus, but thinking about it just
brings a number of despair to me. Buus are impossible to fight against
unless you can overwhelm even the deepest depths of its power." Gohan
looked like he was interested. He felt like he could do something
against this. Gul'Gen said to Samus that Gohan would be important.
She had no idea just how important.
"Maybe you were right in telling me. I want to help." Samus looks at
Piccolo. He knew what was coming. Perfect. He would train Gohan to
be like him. He would use Gohan, Goku's own son, against Goku. This
was rich. And to think that Samus was being a charity to evil for once.
He gave her the breifcase that had the money that he still had for a
while. Saying that he would pay her to train Gohan. This was
interesting. Piccolo had no need for money, so he was just passing it
off.
--------------
Goku couldn't feel it. The power that he searched for. He was going at
it for an hour now, and starting to feel tired. But then he noticed
Gohan standing beside Piccolo. Just what was going on here? Piccolo
must have been overconfident about his new plan.
"Hey, Goku. I'll bet you don't expect to have your own son as an enemy
against you. It's more exciting to me. Having Gohan under me and him
being the one to destroy you. Just stay out of my way." This lit a
fuse. Goku didn't want Piccolo hurting or taking away his son. He
didn't want his son to be evil. He didn't want any of this. He was
enraged.
Goku's face was contorted in hate. He wasn't terrified, he was
seething. Why would Piccolo even bother? He wasn't half as strong as
Goku was now, and Gohan couldn't catch up to him that fast. But the
thought of his own son being used against him made him madder than
when he was trying to improve to defeat Catocs. He could feel it now,
he knew what it was this time. He wanted so badly to keep his son away
from Piccolo. What if the same thing happened with Cell? What if Cell
took Gohan away from him?
He didn't feel like he was losing anything. He didn't feel like there
was anything to lose. He thought that Piccolo had changed. He screamed
at the top of lungs as he got hold of that power that surged out of his
rage and drew it out. Gul'Gen felt the surge from his room.
It was done. Gohan's role was done. Goku was a Super Saiya-jin.
Gul'Gen saw a planet in the mirror. He quickly noticed that it was
Green. He then saw a ruined space station. He gasped in the same
wide-eyed terror that he had when he saw Royce.
"That can't be!" A big fat pink being flew up in front of the
station along with a slender green figure. (BUUUUUUU!!!) The
rest of the broken mirror flew out as Gul'Gen covered his face to
protect from the shards. He couldn't believe it.
Alpha Centuari...destroyed by a Buu.
-------------
Hardy was inside of his office, twiddling his fingers expecting
a phone call from Mr. Briefs. The call never came. He called
Samus, Houston, Royce and Ridley to investigate West City and
find out what had happened. On the cargo elevator, Samus looks at
the others.
"I hope that this isn't a false alarm. Hardy's done that to us a
couple times before. He said that we were supposed to save a
convoy the last time when he didn't notice that they already had
things taken care of."
------------
Mrs. Breifs was shaking like a leaf. She couldn't believe what
happened. Her husband was murdered by...something...and then it
demolished the building...her house was a pile of ruins for the
most part. Why did that green monster leave her alive? He said that
he would be 'going against the plan' if there wasn't a witness. What
plan? She couldn't even ask or remember its name, she was so scared.
Samus and the others arrived to find everything that had occured and
took Mrs. Breifs with them. Stuttering the whole way, she tried to
recount what had happened. Mr. Breifs was killed by being sucked into
nothing by a stinger that was on a green monster. Ridley looked away.
'No. No way. Gul'Gen told me everything that he's been seeing the
past few days...I can't believe this. That was...Cell. Everything...
I've got to tell Catocs. He has to know what happened.' "Samus."
Samus looks at Ridley. 'No...I shouldn't tell her. She'll act too
early.'
"What is it?" Ridley shakes his head.
"N...never mind. I..." Ridley clenches a clawed fist. "..."
"Sounds like Gul'Gen shook you up. If you think I'm going to act on
this creep now, you're wrong." Ridley trips over himself.
'How did she know?'
"I was listening to Roshi's little lesson on the psychology of the
martial arts. It proves rather applicable, doesn't it?"
"Uhh..." Ridley looks over at Samus, dumbfounded. How did she catch
onto that old fart so fast? Was everything falling into a respective
place? If that was the way that things were going, then the outcome
would be as Gul'Gen fears for Samus.
----------------
Maybe it was Goku's determination, but within the past week, Goku's
training had made him many times more powerful than Vegeta. The last
time that they sparred, Vegeta couldn't even keep up with Goku, and he
had even said that he was holding back. Vegeta was enraged at this and
demanded that they reserve time slots for training, since he felt that
Goku was 'hogging' the gravity chamber. It was Vegeta's turn to take
up all the time for training. Oh well. He figured that he might try
his hand against Catocs again.
Goku was looking around the sights of the station, having nothing
better to do aside of looking for someone. He stops at an open court
resutaurant and looks around. Nope, no half-nude boy with a black tail
here...but there was Hardy, eating like always. He decided not to go
and get something to eat, not when he was in the mood to fight. Roshi
had taught him once that being hungry is a distraction and being full a
vulnerability.
He walked away and bumped into Catocs. Something was different, maybe
because of what he was wearing. He was wearing a white t-shirt and
cutoff jeans, and his arms were adorned with watches on the forearms.
"Geez, you have every watch in the neighborhood?" Catocs shrugs.
"I wish. So, what brings you out of the training room?" Goku goes back
and sits at a table.
"Vegeta. He thinks that I'm using it too much." Catocs sits across
from Goku. "He says that I'm too strong. He doesn't have any idea as
to what's going on. Ridley told me about Bulma's dad, she was with me
when he did and she flipped out. Too bad that Vegeta didn't know. Now
I've got Radditz and Nappa training more than him!" They both laugh.
The 'prince' was falling behind for some reason.
"Oh! Gohan said that he wanted to visit Samus again. He thinks that
she's a babysitter or something. I had just left after Ridley told us
about Cell."
"So that was Cell, huh? We've got quite a test ahead." Catocs looks
down.
"Goku...have you been able to ascend yet?" Goku shakes his head.
"Not enough emotional pain. You have to suffer in great anger. You
have to desire becoming stronger than your strongest foe. That power
will only come toward you then. Afterward, it's a matter of just
unleashing it." They didn't notice Vegeta standing near them, lugging
70-pound shopping bags, six of them, to the apartments that they all
lived at, heading to Bulma's top-floor suite. So...that was going on,
huh? They thought that he was ignorant and stupid...he would show them.
He would ascend to the Super Saiya-jin and beat them both into the
ground. And then he would deal with this 'Cell'.
"Great anger?" Catocs looks into Goku's eyes.
"Hatred, grief, rage. All at once. Alongside of a desire to be the
strongest." 'Metroid. Ultimate Warrior. Could we possibly be Metroids
also? The Saiya-jin were feared, persecuted because of that fear, and
nearly made extinct because of that fear. A fear that the Saiya-jin
would be the ultimate warriors.'
---------------
Samus was looking over Gohan's shoulder as he was working on his daily
homework which he went to Samus' to do. He could be around people like
himself, and actually concentrate when a person like Samus was breathing
down his neck. Piccolo kept close to Gohan, too. Distant as Ridley was
to Gul'Gen, but he had taken a shine to Gohan. Seeing innocence was an
intrigue. Although Goku reviled him, he was still fascinated. Goku's
innocence, courage, and near-constant newness to himself was also
present in Gohan...along with intelligence and a lack of naivete. Gohan
wasn't occasionally brainless like his father was.
Gohan finished with his last assignment and set it in a small stack of
papers. He turned around to face Samus, who was sitting by the wet-bar,
the doors open. (A rarity for her.) She obviously had a lot on her mind.
He wanted to ask about what she was thinking about, but something else
had caught his attention. A slight tremor and the feeling of rising
energy. He got up from the table and began to walk away.
"Gohan." He stops to turn and face Samus. "Take your papers to your
mother first." He goes back to the table.
"Uh, right. Uh..." Samus goes back to a semi-entranced state. "What
are you thinking about?" She sighs and sits at the other side of the
table.
"Sit." Gohan blinks. "If you want to know, then sit." Gohan sits
across from Samus at the table. "Okay...how do I put this?" Samus looks
at Piccolo as though asking for help. He glares back at her from the
corner of his eye.
"...Frankly."
"Thanks a lot. Anyway, what was on my mind was about Gul'Gen. I know
that he's been reaching the end of his days, and so he's drawn Ridley
closer to him for something. That something, as I can guess, is about
what he's been seeing in his old mirror, which shattered last week.
He's been observing everything about it, the pieces, the frame, and
everything. I never thought anything about it before. He told me what
the last vision was. Alpha Centauri--gone. He even saw a Buu along
with Cell. I know a little bit about Buus, but thinking about it just
brings a number of despair to me. Buus are impossible to fight against
unless you can overwhelm even the deepest depths of its power." Gohan
looked like he was interested. He felt like he could do something
against this. Gul'Gen said to Samus that Gohan would be important.
She had no idea just how important.
"Maybe you were right in telling me. I want to help." Samus looks at
Piccolo. He knew what was coming. Perfect. He would train Gohan to
be like him. He would use Gohan, Goku's own son, against Goku. This
was rich. And to think that Samus was being a charity to evil for once.
He gave her the breifcase that had the money that he still had for a
while. Saying that he would pay her to train Gohan. This was
interesting. Piccolo had no need for money, so he was just passing it
off.
--------------
Goku couldn't feel it. The power that he searched for. He was going at
it for an hour now, and starting to feel tired. But then he noticed
Gohan standing beside Piccolo. Just what was going on here? Piccolo
must have been overconfident about his new plan.
"Hey, Goku. I'll bet you don't expect to have your own son as an enemy
against you. It's more exciting to me. Having Gohan under me and him
being the one to destroy you. Just stay out of my way." This lit a
fuse. Goku didn't want Piccolo hurting or taking away his son. He
didn't want his son to be evil. He didn't want any of this. He was
enraged.
Goku's face was contorted in hate. He wasn't terrified, he was
seething. Why would Piccolo even bother? He wasn't half as strong as
Goku was now, and Gohan couldn't catch up to him that fast. But the
thought of his own son being used against him made him madder than
when he was trying to improve to defeat Catocs. He could feel it now,
he knew what it was this time. He wanted so badly to keep his son away
from Piccolo. What if the same thing happened with Cell? What if Cell
took Gohan away from him?
He didn't feel like he was losing anything. He didn't feel like there
was anything to lose. He thought that Piccolo had changed. He screamed
at the top of lungs as he got hold of that power that surged out of his
rage and drew it out. Gul'Gen felt the surge from his room.
It was done. Gohan's role was done. Goku was a Super Saiya-jin.