Hello, it's me again! I bring you the latest chapter of The Raising of a
Saiyan. Oh, and danni? About the mailing list? I tried to email you FIVE
FREAKIN TIMES!!!!! But the stupid computer rejected your email address, so
I had to wait to talk to you until now.
Yes, I will start a mailing list and if you want to join send me a review
or an email with your email address and telling me you want to join. Better
yet, if you have an account, I will review your story and add a note in
there. But it has to be a signed review, or an email telling me your pen
name. And fogmuffin, there will be some action in this chapter, and I'm not
going to tell you how Zarbon and Gohan feel about each other. NOT LIKE THAT
*grumbles* Hentai's. So, with out further ado, the disclaimer, and on to
the story!
Disclaimer; REPORTER: and we are live, at FF.net's personal hospital, Jakar101, the unfortunate author with Iowndragonballzitis, a rare disease among fanfiction authors, that leads them to believe that they own dragon ball z instead of Akira Toriyama, that fabulous creator of dragon ball Z. *screaming in back ground.* "I DO OWN DRAGON BALL Z! ALL OF IT!!"
The raising of a Saiyan chapter 3: learning how to fight; part 2
Gohan felt the dead weight of 10 gravities settle on his shoulders. It wasn't hard, but the weight hampered his movements, making it difficult to follow Nail and Zarbon's movements as they taught him different stretches, and started him on learning to fly.
"Come on, get with it you weakling!" the demi-Saiyan in question looked up at the Kasaro-jin warrior. (A/N: completely made that species up. I just didn't want to have to keep calling him Zarbon, or some other name that commented on his color.) They had been practicing flying for about 2 hours now. Gohan could get up into the air already, a mean feat for a 4 year old with almost no battle experience. (A/N Remember Radditz?)
Gohan shouted back. "Well maybe if you would turn down the gravity I could fly better!" Zarbon yelled back. "You don't need the gravity turned down! Just concentrate!"
Gohan could feel him self shaking with rage. With out meaning to, he raised his ki. He didn't even know how to "power up" but he did it any way. He pushed all his power into his Bukujutsu technique, and to his surprise, he shot up so hard he cracked the ceiling.
As he fell to the ground rubbing his skull, Zarbon, normally impassive, was doing all he could to keep from bursting out in laughter. But when Gohan looked up at the ceiling and shouted, "Now why did you have to go and do that!" he lost it.
Gohan stared at his mentor. The warrior was rolling on the floor, laughing so hard he thought he would burst. He just kept laughing until Gohan, thinking something was wrong, tried to carry him to a regen tank. Then, he started openly crying, mixing in tears with loud shouts of laughter until he couldn't breathe.
Nail rushed in, and upon seeing the stolid Kasaro-jin warrior cracking up in the hands of a four year old demi-Saiyan who was trying with all his might to get him to a regen tank, he smirked, having more control than the teal alien who was now struggling to breathe. Slightly raising his voice he called, "Gohan, you can put him down. It's all right."
Gohan stared at the Namek, who just told him to put down the man who he thought was having a seizure. When Nail nodded, he gently laid him down. By now he was starting to regain control, and slowly return to his sanity.
Zarbon looked up into Gohan's worried eyes. He started. Those eyes. They were worrying for him! It had been so long since he had seen anybody care for him that he couldn't remember.
"Zarbon, are you all right?" the deep voice of Nail resonated around the chamber. Zarbon looked at his fellow warrior. "Yes." "Good, then finish teaching the boy to fly." Zarbon grimaced. "That's what started this whole thing. I think we can have the rest of the day off." Nail nodded, and then left. Zarbon turned to Gohan, and dismissed him. He ran out the door, shouting a hasty goodbye over his shoulder as he made straight for the lake.
Zarbon walked into his capsule house, looking around for a place to sit and deciding on a large couch. He was remembering the GR incident a few moments ago. It had been a long time since he had laughed at anything. The reason he did now, and so hard, was the memory of his youngest daughter, Varina, running to the beach with her family.
She had been running down a tree covered path so hard she didn't see the rock, and tripped, smashing into a tree on the way down. Zarbon and Seluri, His wife, were not overly worried, Kasaro-Jinn children being born with power levels high enough to not be affected that much b a collision such as this. But the way she came up holding her head, and the words she shouted at the rock, "now why did you have to go and do that!" were so alike to Gohan's own reaction, he had remembered. And laughed.
2 YEARS LATER.
Gohan stared at Nail, slowly dropping into a defense stance. Nail did the same, settling on a stance that could be both offensive and defensive. They stared at each other for several minutes each wanting the other to make the first move. In the end Gohan went first, lunging forward in a head first charge, and swung a bare fist into the waiting arm of Nail.
Nail grunted as he took the full power of the blow on his forearm, and brought his foot up into the boy's stomach. It was powerful enough to render him unconscious, if he'd been there. He had phased out, or "zanzokened" into the air, where he fired several white-hot ki blasts. Nail dodged them all, and returned fire with a two-handed ki bomb. A blue energy sphere shot forward and rammed the place Gohan had been moments before, detonating in an explosion that shook the entire gravity room, where they had chosen to spar.
Gohan landed back in his defensive position, and stood for a moment assessing his situation. His and Nail's power levels were almost equal. His early training days had been spent receiving serious beatings from Zarbon to gain strength through his Saiyan genes. The beatings had been during sparring sessions and had boosted his power considerably. Learning basic ki abilities and martial arts had been the next bit, and he had been shoved into the wilderness for 10 months, not unlike the training he would have undergone at the hands of Piccolo had he not been kidnapped.
Nail jumped into a flurry of blows, aiming for the head and neck. Gohan was struck several times before he retaliated, blocking a high punch and dropping low to sweep the feet out from under the Namek. The attack was successful, and Nail was horizontally in the air, back to the ground when Gohan gathered power into both his hands until they blazed with ki, and smashed the Namek's stomach with a double hammer blow.
Nail crashed into the ground, and immediately rolled away from the ki blast aimed in his direction. He pushed off, and swung an aerial roundhouse kick into the ribs, and followed up with a ki infused punch to the face. While Gohan was recovering from the attack, nail charged up to ½ his max power and delivered a crushing knee strike to the 6 year olds chest. Gohan came up angry, charging all the way to ¾ his power, which was much stronger than Nail's current power, but much less than the Namek's power at ¾th's it's max.
He launched himself at the green warrior, slamming home a complicated combination of attack into the Namek. He finished of the assault by charging up a two-handed ki blast and flung it at the 7 foot tall fighter, who was looking a little worse for wear. It struck him in the chest and carried him all the way to the other side of the GR.
Nail looked up at Gohan, letting his power rise to its max. Gohan's ki sensing abilities screamed danger, so Gohan powered up to his max, his aura going from a flaming white to a soaring, cerulean blue. The fighters clashed, disappearing from view until, a few seconds later, Gohan dropped out of the super-powered battle, breathing and bleeding heavily. Nail dropped out as well, looking worse than he did when he started, but much better than Gohan did.
A slow clapping reached their ears. Zarbon stood at the door, his applause fading as he turned of the 75 gravities they had been using. The Kasaro-jin said in a smooth voice "It's time." "Gohan looked at him strangely. It wasn't time for a break, or for lunch, so what did Zarbon mean by "It's time." "For what?" Zarbon grinned. "To go back to Freiza's ship."
MWUAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!! Cliff hanger. I think. -_- + any way, there's the action fogmuffin wanted. I don't know if you thought it was good or bad, so please review! *gets down on knee's and begs shamelessly for reviews.* The next chapter maybe a little long in coming, so don't flame me for tardiness. (*-*) Sorry, just had to put that in. it was Kirby, see? By the way this -_- + was me sweat dropping. Cool, huh?
Disclaimer; REPORTER: and we are live, at FF.net's personal hospital, Jakar101, the unfortunate author with Iowndragonballzitis, a rare disease among fanfiction authors, that leads them to believe that they own dragon ball z instead of Akira Toriyama, that fabulous creator of dragon ball Z. *screaming in back ground.* "I DO OWN DRAGON BALL Z! ALL OF IT!!"
The raising of a Saiyan chapter 3: learning how to fight; part 2
Gohan felt the dead weight of 10 gravities settle on his shoulders. It wasn't hard, but the weight hampered his movements, making it difficult to follow Nail and Zarbon's movements as they taught him different stretches, and started him on learning to fly.
"Come on, get with it you weakling!" the demi-Saiyan in question looked up at the Kasaro-jin warrior. (A/N: completely made that species up. I just didn't want to have to keep calling him Zarbon, or some other name that commented on his color.) They had been practicing flying for about 2 hours now. Gohan could get up into the air already, a mean feat for a 4 year old with almost no battle experience. (A/N Remember Radditz?)
Gohan shouted back. "Well maybe if you would turn down the gravity I could fly better!" Zarbon yelled back. "You don't need the gravity turned down! Just concentrate!"
Gohan could feel him self shaking with rage. With out meaning to, he raised his ki. He didn't even know how to "power up" but he did it any way. He pushed all his power into his Bukujutsu technique, and to his surprise, he shot up so hard he cracked the ceiling.
As he fell to the ground rubbing his skull, Zarbon, normally impassive, was doing all he could to keep from bursting out in laughter. But when Gohan looked up at the ceiling and shouted, "Now why did you have to go and do that!" he lost it.
Gohan stared at his mentor. The warrior was rolling on the floor, laughing so hard he thought he would burst. He just kept laughing until Gohan, thinking something was wrong, tried to carry him to a regen tank. Then, he started openly crying, mixing in tears with loud shouts of laughter until he couldn't breathe.
Nail rushed in, and upon seeing the stolid Kasaro-jin warrior cracking up in the hands of a four year old demi-Saiyan who was trying with all his might to get him to a regen tank, he smirked, having more control than the teal alien who was now struggling to breathe. Slightly raising his voice he called, "Gohan, you can put him down. It's all right."
Gohan stared at the Namek, who just told him to put down the man who he thought was having a seizure. When Nail nodded, he gently laid him down. By now he was starting to regain control, and slowly return to his sanity.
Zarbon looked up into Gohan's worried eyes. He started. Those eyes. They were worrying for him! It had been so long since he had seen anybody care for him that he couldn't remember.
"Zarbon, are you all right?" the deep voice of Nail resonated around the chamber. Zarbon looked at his fellow warrior. "Yes." "Good, then finish teaching the boy to fly." Zarbon grimaced. "That's what started this whole thing. I think we can have the rest of the day off." Nail nodded, and then left. Zarbon turned to Gohan, and dismissed him. He ran out the door, shouting a hasty goodbye over his shoulder as he made straight for the lake.
Zarbon walked into his capsule house, looking around for a place to sit and deciding on a large couch. He was remembering the GR incident a few moments ago. It had been a long time since he had laughed at anything. The reason he did now, and so hard, was the memory of his youngest daughter, Varina, running to the beach with her family.
She had been running down a tree covered path so hard she didn't see the rock, and tripped, smashing into a tree on the way down. Zarbon and Seluri, His wife, were not overly worried, Kasaro-Jinn children being born with power levels high enough to not be affected that much b a collision such as this. But the way she came up holding her head, and the words she shouted at the rock, "now why did you have to go and do that!" were so alike to Gohan's own reaction, he had remembered. And laughed.
2 YEARS LATER.
Gohan stared at Nail, slowly dropping into a defense stance. Nail did the same, settling on a stance that could be both offensive and defensive. They stared at each other for several minutes each wanting the other to make the first move. In the end Gohan went first, lunging forward in a head first charge, and swung a bare fist into the waiting arm of Nail.
Nail grunted as he took the full power of the blow on his forearm, and brought his foot up into the boy's stomach. It was powerful enough to render him unconscious, if he'd been there. He had phased out, or "zanzokened" into the air, where he fired several white-hot ki blasts. Nail dodged them all, and returned fire with a two-handed ki bomb. A blue energy sphere shot forward and rammed the place Gohan had been moments before, detonating in an explosion that shook the entire gravity room, where they had chosen to spar.
Gohan landed back in his defensive position, and stood for a moment assessing his situation. His and Nail's power levels were almost equal. His early training days had been spent receiving serious beatings from Zarbon to gain strength through his Saiyan genes. The beatings had been during sparring sessions and had boosted his power considerably. Learning basic ki abilities and martial arts had been the next bit, and he had been shoved into the wilderness for 10 months, not unlike the training he would have undergone at the hands of Piccolo had he not been kidnapped.
Nail jumped into a flurry of blows, aiming for the head and neck. Gohan was struck several times before he retaliated, blocking a high punch and dropping low to sweep the feet out from under the Namek. The attack was successful, and Nail was horizontally in the air, back to the ground when Gohan gathered power into both his hands until they blazed with ki, and smashed the Namek's stomach with a double hammer blow.
Nail crashed into the ground, and immediately rolled away from the ki blast aimed in his direction. He pushed off, and swung an aerial roundhouse kick into the ribs, and followed up with a ki infused punch to the face. While Gohan was recovering from the attack, nail charged up to ½ his max power and delivered a crushing knee strike to the 6 year olds chest. Gohan came up angry, charging all the way to ¾ his power, which was much stronger than Nail's current power, but much less than the Namek's power at ¾th's it's max.
He launched himself at the green warrior, slamming home a complicated combination of attack into the Namek. He finished of the assault by charging up a two-handed ki blast and flung it at the 7 foot tall fighter, who was looking a little worse for wear. It struck him in the chest and carried him all the way to the other side of the GR.
Nail looked up at Gohan, letting his power rise to its max. Gohan's ki sensing abilities screamed danger, so Gohan powered up to his max, his aura going from a flaming white to a soaring, cerulean blue. The fighters clashed, disappearing from view until, a few seconds later, Gohan dropped out of the super-powered battle, breathing and bleeding heavily. Nail dropped out as well, looking worse than he did when he started, but much better than Gohan did.
A slow clapping reached their ears. Zarbon stood at the door, his applause fading as he turned of the 75 gravities they had been using. The Kasaro-jin said in a smooth voice "It's time." "Gohan looked at him strangely. It wasn't time for a break, or for lunch, so what did Zarbon mean by "It's time." "For what?" Zarbon grinned. "To go back to Freiza's ship."
MWUAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!! Cliff hanger. I think. -_- + any way, there's the action fogmuffin wanted. I don't know if you thought it was good or bad, so please review! *gets down on knee's and begs shamelessly for reviews.* The next chapter maybe a little long in coming, so don't flame me for tardiness. (*-*) Sorry, just had to put that in. it was Kirby, see? By the way this -_- + was me sweat dropping. Cool, huh?