I'm so sorry I haven't updated in such a long time! I am on vacation right now and it's pretty hard to just GET on the internet... so here's the long awaited chapter 3! I don't know when I can post the next chapter though _ sorry...
Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ.
Author's Note: Yes I know, the last chapter was kind of... screwy. Heh, that last chapter was meant to be humorous, but it didn't really work... ::sweatdrops while scratching head:: ...Oh well. So, I realized that everything might be a little confusing, since Bardock kept calling Gohan kid. This IS an alternate universe... so I get to do whatever I wanted ^_^ Anyways, think about it, if Trunks was four when he died... then Gohan can't be much older.
~ the ages are as follows~
Gohan: 13
Vegeta: 8
Bardock: um...not sure, old enough to have Goku ^_^
Regarding the power levels... I've never actually SEEN the Bardock Special, so I wouldn't know much about his power level. So I've been checking out sites with his information. One site said that Bardock's power level was 10,000 AFTER he got back from Kanassa-sei. But seriously, I don't know, so I'm just going to make up my own numbers. ^_^ ...UNLESS, someone tell me the actual number figure. THEN, I will change it. Ok, that's about it.
Many thanks to Burenda, who gave me most of the ideas for this chapter. ^_^
Oh yeah...I changed my plot a little, so I rewrote the summary thing.
Chapter 3: Confusing Power Levels
'Did that man just say Saiyajin? Hmm...No I don't think so. It's probably just my imagination.' While evading all the kicks and punches that Bardock threw his way, Gohan was still relatively bored. He took the spare time to think about the situation that he got into the moment he woke up. Clearly, Bardock's words were sinking in.
Slowly, the "fight" that was taking place was revitalizing him. The lightheadedness created by the spinning Time Machine must have influenced him, Gohan decided. Speaking of which, he realized to his surprise and grief, had been destroyed sometime after Bardock attacked him. Distracted by thinking about this tragedy, Gohan almost missed the sharp, impending flash that was going his way.
Grateful to be at least paying a bit of attention, Gohan's ki raised just a fraction – in his opinion. He flew up into the air, and promptly knocked the ki blast away.
'Just how was t – this foreign creature able to deflect my Gallic Gun? What is he, this deceivingly pitiful boy whose power level measured out to be 100?'
Vegeta was flabbergasted. He couldn't believe that this boy with a measly power level of 100 was able to avert one of his most prominent attacks. He was able to count with his hand the number of people that survived his blast. Most of them had been elites – adult elites at that, furthermore they certainly did not walk away from that attack unscathed. Being most curious, Vegeta once again tried to find the mysterious boy's power level.
To his bewilderment, as well as to any Saiyajin that was also using a scouter, the power level of this creature was resting at the esteemed 5,000! Vegeta gasped. He, and the others could not believe that this kid could be more powerful than almost everyone on this planet. Also, why did his scouter show that the power level of this boy was 5,000 when just moments before it had indicated the laughable number of 100?
Gohan breathed a sigh of relief when he did not find anyone hurt. His mind raged at the fact that someone had thrown such a potentially hurtful ki blast at a group of defenseless people. Immediately, his searching eyes locked on the other boy, who was the only one in the vicinity that was also in the air. He almost snickered, for this boy looked uncannily like the deceased Vegeta that he knew.
'With the exception of size and age, these two could be twins! They both got the weird hair, and the malevolent frown. He's also got the—' Gohan's thoughts were cut off, however, when he spied a fuzzy brown belt around Vegeta's waist.
'Is that...a tail?' Recalling his father's fights with Nappa and Vegeta, Gohan was convinced that, yes, the fuzzy belt must be indeed a tail. That brought up another question in Gohan's mind.
'Does that mean that this boy is a surviving Saiyajin? What is he doing on Chikyuu-sei? And who are these people? Wha—' Referring to the large crowd that surrounded him, Gohan also caught sight of a fuzzy belt on each and every one of these people.
'Are they all Saiyajins? Or am I hallucinating?' Finally, Gohan glimpsed Bardock among the massive group. 'No matter how I think of this, he still looks like my dad, and added to that fact, he has a tail! This is virtually impossible. Wait...didn't that guy just say that he's a Saiyajin?'
Putting two and two together, Gohan nearly stumbled backwards. He couldn't believe that he was among many living Saiyajins. In his scattered thoughts, however, one question stood out the most. Why are they here? Gohan was determined to find out what had occurred in this time.
"Y-you deflected my blast! How dare you! I am the Saiyajin no Ouji! I can't believe this! I must be hallucinating. I bet you can't block my attack a second time. GALLIC—GUN!" True to his words, Vegeta powered a huge blast aimed at Gohan.
It exploded. The surrounding Saiyajins all had different reactions. Some winced. Others cheered. But one thing remained the same. They had all thought 'He's dead'. No one had even considered differently. Not even Vegeta. So it was a shock to all when the smoke caused by the blast cleared. And Gohan stood, with not even one hair that was out of place.
It was silence once again.
"You're strong," Vegeta finally said.
Gohan half-smiled, "I guess you can say that."
"Come with me to the Royal Palace. I'd like to talk to you." Vegeta was more than curious about this newcomer. He couldn't wait to uncover this person's identity.
'Argh, Gohan, think about this carefully. You don't know what's going on. You need to talk to that guy who looks like your father. You need to confirm if that little boy in front of you is the Vegeta you know or not.' The cautious side of Gohan admonished. The side that remembered and hated the Mirai world readily agreed. 'Why not Gohan. It's obvious that these people are not Chikyuu-jins. Besides, what better place can you stay at? It's a palace for god's sakes.'
Between the arguing inside of his head, Gohan decided to form a compromise. "Fine, I'll come with you, but only if you also take that guy over there with us," He gestured to Bardock, "Agreed?"
Although Vegeta hated third-classes, he really wanted to talk to Gohan. "Agreed."
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