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Chapter 2: The Z Fighters

He was trapped in a forsaken world. Everyone and everything he had come to know was in a place no longer available to him, and just when he thought it couldn't get any worse reality shifted again.

This new plane of existence was almost a page out of a horror novel and Kursha watched helplessly as the slab of concrete beneath his feet became a twisted pulsating muscle. The green toxic waters turned red, smelt like copper, smile like blood, and all around him did he hear eerie sounds of torture.

"It's a trick!" Came a voice Kursha did not recall. Kursha whirled around to see a tall muscular man standing behind him. He was not at all a monster he had pictured. That is he appeared to be human and something told him he could trust him. It was that feeling again, that feeling as if he were different somehow.

He stared dumbfounded at the man. His face seemed ageless and kind, his dark eyes ward and friendly, and Kursha found himself surrounded by strangers. However he was still not afraid. Inside he felt this was suppose to happen.

"Who are you?" Kursha stammered, surprised at how the words stuck in his throat. The man smiled and rubbed the back of his head as he answered. "The name is Goku." "What's happening?" Kursha asked without reserve, approaching the man oddly addressed as Goku and then abruptly came to a stop when reality yet again shifted.

"Stay calm." Goku instructed as if it was no big deal. The illusion of macabre melted away and beneath it was a true paradise. Flowing water ever so clear reflected the warm shine of the sun overhead and Kursha wiggled his toes as soft green grass tickled his feet. And he turned in disbelief on the trees that appeared one by one until there was a forest all around him.

The cluster of unfamiliar faces banded together at that moment and Kursha couldn't help but wonder if they would decide his fate or send him out alone into this foreign land to somehow find his way back home. However something told him he had a much higher calling and that he would be seeing a lot of these strange people, perhaps working with them in some way.

Goku folded his arms across his chest. A serious twinkle replaced the innocence he has seen there only moments ago and Kursha sensed what he was about to say was going to set his fate. "Do you know anything about Majin Wishba?"

Perplexed Kursha shook his head. "No." A second man approached. He was different than Goku and seemed cold and prideful. When he spoke it seemed almost as if he was talking down to Kursha. "He is a demon god responsible for training simple minded mortals. These pathetic humans possess supernatural powers. If you ask me, It's a waste of time."

Goku nervously laughed and said, "Never mind Vegeta." Kursha glanced cautiously toward the man called Vegeta and was intimidated by his fierce expression. He was doubtful he could ever possibly avoid Vegeta and certainly couldn't discount anything he said. It was then Goku placed a large hand on Kursha's shoulder and said, "I'll teach you what you need to know."