Hey guys! This is the next chapter of "The Raising of a Saiyan". I'm going
to thank all those who reviewed, especially DemonDancing, who responded to
my cry for help. I think I fixed the title, and I'll try not to use commas
so frequently. By the way, after this chapter, I at least want to get 15
reviews. I mean come on, 12 reviews?
And last chapter, when I did the ¾ power and all that, it was just to give
you an understanding of where they are.
Just today, I got an idea for a sequel. It's about when Gohan returns to
earth. Sort of like a ruining Gohan's life fic, but with a twist. Now on to
the disclaimer, and the story!
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Disclaimer: I don't own dragon ball Z. There, happy?
The Raising of a Saiyan chapter 3. (Insert your own title here.)
Gohan stared at the Kasaro-jinn, disbelief stamped across his features. "You mean back to HIS ship?" Zarbon snorted. "Where else?" Gohan questioned. "But why now?" Zarbon answered with out looking back. "You've reached an appropriate level for the elite. You are to be taken back to the ship for training." Gohan was really confused now. "But I thought this was training." Zarbon hesitated at this. "This training is. Different." with that, Zarbon left to ready the ship. Gohan received Nails help in getting him to the regen tank, and in a few hours he was healed.
He helped capsulate everything and boarded the ship to take them back to a place he could hardly remember. As he did, his mind wandered back to the stories Zarbon and Nail had told to him. Rape and murder were common among the crew, and stories of riots and other escapades flew thick and fast among the trio. So it was understandable that he was scared as the ship came in to view.
They docked, and Gohan stepped out of the ship into the biggest room he had ever been in his life. It was gigantic. There were hundreds of ships coming and going. Most were the Saiyan pods that Radditz used to take him here originally. He was jerked out of his reverie as Nail told him to hurry.
He followed behind him and Zarbon, trying not to get lost in the flow of aliens that swarmed the ship. His mind was swirling with all the colors and shapes and sizes. And they weren't even out of the docking bay yet. As they cleared the door, Gohan's scouter told them it was time to eat. Because there were so many creatures aboard, the meals were done in shifts. In 5 standard minutes, (10 real minutes) it was the elites turn.
Gohan wrinkled his brow at that. When was he going to eat? He searched his scouter database for his rank, and was surprised when it scanned his power level, and flashed ELITE. He shrugged, and followed his mentors.
Upon entrance to the mess hall, a long room with tables along one side and a buffet style service counter along the other. They approached the counter, and took a plate. As they reached the first platter of food, a small datapad popped up. A mechanical voice asked Nail what species it was. He replied "Namekian." And a glass of water appeared. Nail took it, and went to an empty table to sit down. Zarbon was next. When the voice asked him, he replied "Kasaro-jinn" a list of foods appeared and Zarbon chose a strange, jelly like food, and a sort of meat. When Gohan came up to the pad, it clearly blared, "Species." Gohan said in halting basic, "H. Human" the datapad whirred, and seconds later, the voice spoke again. "HUMAN does not compute. What is your species?" Gohan insisted. "But it really is- No, wait. Chikyuu-jinn" he used the term that had come up on his scouter when he looked at his profile. There was a whirr, and a list of foods written in basic popped up. He chose a hamburger, chicken noodle soup, 3 apple pies, and a slab of beef. After all, he was half Chikyuu-jinn. He wasn't that hungry.
As he was walking over to the table that his Sensei's had claimed, his hamburger and 2 of his pies were grabbed from the top of the pile. "Mmmmmm. These are good." Gohan looked straight into the face of the most hideous being he had ever seen. It was a pink blob; a craggy face with sagging black eyes enhanced his ugliness. "HEY! Give me back my food!" Dodoria laughed. "Whose going to make me?" he lowered his head, and let his foul breathe sweep over the half breed's face.
Gohan, scared, looked over to Nail. Suddenly, a voice resounded in his head. "Listen, Gohan, this is Nail. Dodoria over there can't hold a candle to you. Just fight him for it." Gohan answered aloud "But he's so much bigger than me." Dodoria stared at the young half-Saiyan. "Who you talking to brat?" Gohan ignored him, and listened to Nail. "So? I'm a lot bigger than you, and you can almost match me! Besides, he's the weakest elite on the ship besides Nappa and Radditz. So just do it. That's an order from your sensei." "O. Okay." Gohan replied, stammering slightly. With that, he stepped back ward, and slowly lowered himself into a fighting stance.
Dodoria couldn't believe this brat. First, he starts talking to nobody, and then, he wants to fight! 'Oh well,' He Thought, 'At least I'll get to pound something. Always liked a good beating before meals.' With a roar he attacked, swinging his fist at the boy with enough power to knock him unconscious. Or so he thought. Gohan simply blocked the blow. His face held pure innocence as he said, "Is that it! I thought you were supposed to be stronger?"
Dodoria screamed in rage as he charged, surprisingly swift despite his bulk. Punches, kicks and ki blasts, rained down on Gohan, who was dodging each and every one thrown at him. Gohan finally went on the offensive, striking his opponent's ponderous stomach with a huge double handed blow. Then, he bounced of the floor on the way down, and kicked him in the face as he flew upward. He quickly formed a ki blast, and hurled it at the staggering alien. It struck, smashing him off the floor, and into the wall.
Dodoria got back up shaking with rage. Who was this kid? He shouldn't be able to hold that much power. Heck, he had no business being that powerful. It just wasn't natural! His thoughts were jarred as Gohan's six year old leg buried itself into the blob of fat he called a stomach. As he fell, there was a sickening "CRACK!", as the brat's foot smashed his knee, causing him to be unable to get up. Dodoria cringed, and waited for the killing blow he knew was inevitable. But surprisingly, there was none! He managed to incline his head to the point that he could see the little boy head back to his food; picking up the food he had attempted to steal on the way.
Gohan walked up to the table, grinning at his senseis as he sat down and began to eat. Both Zarbon and Nail had watched the fight, and were immensely pound of him, but didn't show it. Instead, they sat and ate, acting as if the whole thing was nothing, that they knew all along that the fight would be in favor of Gohan. In actuality, they were surprised at the ease in which he defeated the elite.
The rest of the meal went by pretty much uneventful. But rumors began flying about the child who had defeated Dodoria. They were all eager to know the boys name, and Nail actually had to scare away some of the bigger elites who wanted to try their luck. In all, it was an exciting day.
2 HOURS LATER
Gohan sat in his quarters, playing with his scouter. His room was much more luxurious than last time, with maroon and black coloring, several closets holding formal, in-formal, and training clothes. A personal regen tank, and a huge bed decked out the mansion type room. Gohan was sitting on the bed, toying with his scouter. He was looking for his schedule, and when he found it he was puzzled. It had said 1st meal, advanced training, pilot training, cage fight, what ever that was, and purging training. What the heck was that? Oh well, he would find out tomorrow. With this thought ended, he lay back, and fell into a deep, dreamless sleep.
THE NEXT MORNING
Gohan scrambled out of bed at the shrill, familiar alarm of his scouter blaring in his ears. He dressed in a black body suit, with white-gold armor. He set of into the crowded halls of the flagship, and made it to the mess hall. This meal passed somewhat uneventfully, meeting up with Nail and Zarbon, and choosing a massive platter of food. He saw Nappa, but not Radditz or Vegeta, and wondered who he would fight in the "Cage fight." Afterwards, he was marched off to the GR, where his advanced training began.
His instructor was Nail, who began teaching him advanced ki techniques. Blasts, long distance Zanzokening, and ki beams from the mouth and eyes came next.
"Guyana-ho!!!!!" a searing white energy ball erupted from Nails hands as he performed his signature move, the Guyana-ho. It was a ball of energy that tracked your opponent's ki and exploded on contact. But if you tried to destroy it with an energy blast, it would absorb it, and increase in power. The unlucky elite who had boasted he could avoid getting hit by the move, was desperately hurling ki blasts at the ball, almost tripling its size and power. Right before it hit, nail drew back almost half the power, so the soldier's life was saved. The singed soldier fell from the sky, landing unconscious on the white tiled floor.
"Why did you do that?" Nail turned at Gohan's question. "Do what?" Gohan pointed towards the soldier. "Draw your power back." Nail slowly turned back, and began walking towards the door. "There is never any need for senseless killing. Never." And with that, he walked out the door, motioning for him to follow.
The six year old demi-Saiyan was confused. He was supposed to do a "Cage fight" as it was called. He learned it was exactly what it was. It was what it sounded like. 2 participants would get into an energy cage, made from solid electricity beams, and fight until either death or unconsciousness, depending on the mood of the crowd. The cage fight was something used to measure a new comer's strength and fighting ability. In this case Gohan was fighting Rayon, a red alien from the same species as Jeice, the famous Ginyu Force member.
Gohan was led into the electrical cage by Zarbon. The alien from the other side, approached, and stopped 2 meters away. Then, he lowered himself into a fighting stance and waited for Gohan to do the same. He did, and immediately was attacked by Rayon. He was caught up in a swirl of strikes and blocks. He punched out, and slammed his fist into the older fighters stomach, slowing him down enough for a triple kick 1-2 punch combo into the face. He jumped up to the top of the cage, and built up a powerful 2 handed ki blast. When the red alien flew up to meet him, he waited until he was within striking distance of a foot to release the pent up energy he had stored in his palms. The blue flash resounded through out the stadium, and the alien landed back on the ground breathing heavily.
Gohan landed as well, settling back into his favorite stance, his left hand extended to block, and his right hand was back by his ear, ready to strike. Then, they began anew.
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The Raising of a Saiyan chapter 3. (Insert your own title here.)
Gohan stared at the Kasaro-jinn, disbelief stamped across his features. "You mean back to HIS ship?" Zarbon snorted. "Where else?" Gohan questioned. "But why now?" Zarbon answered with out looking back. "You've reached an appropriate level for the elite. You are to be taken back to the ship for training." Gohan was really confused now. "But I thought this was training." Zarbon hesitated at this. "This training is. Different." with that, Zarbon left to ready the ship. Gohan received Nails help in getting him to the regen tank, and in a few hours he was healed.
He helped capsulate everything and boarded the ship to take them back to a place he could hardly remember. As he did, his mind wandered back to the stories Zarbon and Nail had told to him. Rape and murder were common among the crew, and stories of riots and other escapades flew thick and fast among the trio. So it was understandable that he was scared as the ship came in to view.
They docked, and Gohan stepped out of the ship into the biggest room he had ever been in his life. It was gigantic. There were hundreds of ships coming and going. Most were the Saiyan pods that Radditz used to take him here originally. He was jerked out of his reverie as Nail told him to hurry.
He followed behind him and Zarbon, trying not to get lost in the flow of aliens that swarmed the ship. His mind was swirling with all the colors and shapes and sizes. And they weren't even out of the docking bay yet. As they cleared the door, Gohan's scouter told them it was time to eat. Because there were so many creatures aboard, the meals were done in shifts. In 5 standard minutes, (10 real minutes) it was the elites turn.
Gohan wrinkled his brow at that. When was he going to eat? He searched his scouter database for his rank, and was surprised when it scanned his power level, and flashed ELITE. He shrugged, and followed his mentors.
Upon entrance to the mess hall, a long room with tables along one side and a buffet style service counter along the other. They approached the counter, and took a plate. As they reached the first platter of food, a small datapad popped up. A mechanical voice asked Nail what species it was. He replied "Namekian." And a glass of water appeared. Nail took it, and went to an empty table to sit down. Zarbon was next. When the voice asked him, he replied "Kasaro-jinn" a list of foods appeared and Zarbon chose a strange, jelly like food, and a sort of meat. When Gohan came up to the pad, it clearly blared, "Species." Gohan said in halting basic, "H. Human" the datapad whirred, and seconds later, the voice spoke again. "HUMAN does not compute. What is your species?" Gohan insisted. "But it really is- No, wait. Chikyuu-jinn" he used the term that had come up on his scouter when he looked at his profile. There was a whirr, and a list of foods written in basic popped up. He chose a hamburger, chicken noodle soup, 3 apple pies, and a slab of beef. After all, he was half Chikyuu-jinn. He wasn't that hungry.
As he was walking over to the table that his Sensei's had claimed, his hamburger and 2 of his pies were grabbed from the top of the pile. "Mmmmmm. These are good." Gohan looked straight into the face of the most hideous being he had ever seen. It was a pink blob; a craggy face with sagging black eyes enhanced his ugliness. "HEY! Give me back my food!" Dodoria laughed. "Whose going to make me?" he lowered his head, and let his foul breathe sweep over the half breed's face.
Gohan, scared, looked over to Nail. Suddenly, a voice resounded in his head. "Listen, Gohan, this is Nail. Dodoria over there can't hold a candle to you. Just fight him for it." Gohan answered aloud "But he's so much bigger than me." Dodoria stared at the young half-Saiyan. "Who you talking to brat?" Gohan ignored him, and listened to Nail. "So? I'm a lot bigger than you, and you can almost match me! Besides, he's the weakest elite on the ship besides Nappa and Radditz. So just do it. That's an order from your sensei." "O. Okay." Gohan replied, stammering slightly. With that, he stepped back ward, and slowly lowered himself into a fighting stance.
Dodoria couldn't believe this brat. First, he starts talking to nobody, and then, he wants to fight! 'Oh well,' He Thought, 'At least I'll get to pound something. Always liked a good beating before meals.' With a roar he attacked, swinging his fist at the boy with enough power to knock him unconscious. Or so he thought. Gohan simply blocked the blow. His face held pure innocence as he said, "Is that it! I thought you were supposed to be stronger?"
Dodoria screamed in rage as he charged, surprisingly swift despite his bulk. Punches, kicks and ki blasts, rained down on Gohan, who was dodging each and every one thrown at him. Gohan finally went on the offensive, striking his opponent's ponderous stomach with a huge double handed blow. Then, he bounced of the floor on the way down, and kicked him in the face as he flew upward. He quickly formed a ki blast, and hurled it at the staggering alien. It struck, smashing him off the floor, and into the wall.
Dodoria got back up shaking with rage. Who was this kid? He shouldn't be able to hold that much power. Heck, he had no business being that powerful. It just wasn't natural! His thoughts were jarred as Gohan's six year old leg buried itself into the blob of fat he called a stomach. As he fell, there was a sickening "CRACK!", as the brat's foot smashed his knee, causing him to be unable to get up. Dodoria cringed, and waited for the killing blow he knew was inevitable. But surprisingly, there was none! He managed to incline his head to the point that he could see the little boy head back to his food; picking up the food he had attempted to steal on the way.
Gohan walked up to the table, grinning at his senseis as he sat down and began to eat. Both Zarbon and Nail had watched the fight, and were immensely pound of him, but didn't show it. Instead, they sat and ate, acting as if the whole thing was nothing, that they knew all along that the fight would be in favor of Gohan. In actuality, they were surprised at the ease in which he defeated the elite.
The rest of the meal went by pretty much uneventful. But rumors began flying about the child who had defeated Dodoria. They were all eager to know the boys name, and Nail actually had to scare away some of the bigger elites who wanted to try their luck. In all, it was an exciting day.
2 HOURS LATER
Gohan sat in his quarters, playing with his scouter. His room was much more luxurious than last time, with maroon and black coloring, several closets holding formal, in-formal, and training clothes. A personal regen tank, and a huge bed decked out the mansion type room. Gohan was sitting on the bed, toying with his scouter. He was looking for his schedule, and when he found it he was puzzled. It had said 1st meal, advanced training, pilot training, cage fight, what ever that was, and purging training. What the heck was that? Oh well, he would find out tomorrow. With this thought ended, he lay back, and fell into a deep, dreamless sleep.
THE NEXT MORNING
Gohan scrambled out of bed at the shrill, familiar alarm of his scouter blaring in his ears. He dressed in a black body suit, with white-gold armor. He set of into the crowded halls of the flagship, and made it to the mess hall. This meal passed somewhat uneventfully, meeting up with Nail and Zarbon, and choosing a massive platter of food. He saw Nappa, but not Radditz or Vegeta, and wondered who he would fight in the "Cage fight." Afterwards, he was marched off to the GR, where his advanced training began.
His instructor was Nail, who began teaching him advanced ki techniques. Blasts, long distance Zanzokening, and ki beams from the mouth and eyes came next.
"Guyana-ho!!!!!" a searing white energy ball erupted from Nails hands as he performed his signature move, the Guyana-ho. It was a ball of energy that tracked your opponent's ki and exploded on contact. But if you tried to destroy it with an energy blast, it would absorb it, and increase in power. The unlucky elite who had boasted he could avoid getting hit by the move, was desperately hurling ki blasts at the ball, almost tripling its size and power. Right before it hit, nail drew back almost half the power, so the soldier's life was saved. The singed soldier fell from the sky, landing unconscious on the white tiled floor.
"Why did you do that?" Nail turned at Gohan's question. "Do what?" Gohan pointed towards the soldier. "Draw your power back." Nail slowly turned back, and began walking towards the door. "There is never any need for senseless killing. Never." And with that, he walked out the door, motioning for him to follow.
The six year old demi-Saiyan was confused. He was supposed to do a "Cage fight" as it was called. He learned it was exactly what it was. It was what it sounded like. 2 participants would get into an energy cage, made from solid electricity beams, and fight until either death or unconsciousness, depending on the mood of the crowd. The cage fight was something used to measure a new comer's strength and fighting ability. In this case Gohan was fighting Rayon, a red alien from the same species as Jeice, the famous Ginyu Force member.
Gohan was led into the electrical cage by Zarbon. The alien from the other side, approached, and stopped 2 meters away. Then, he lowered himself into a fighting stance and waited for Gohan to do the same. He did, and immediately was attacked by Rayon. He was caught up in a swirl of strikes and blocks. He punched out, and slammed his fist into the older fighters stomach, slowing him down enough for a triple kick 1-2 punch combo into the face. He jumped up to the top of the cage, and built up a powerful 2 handed ki blast. When the red alien flew up to meet him, he waited until he was within striking distance of a foot to release the pent up energy he had stored in his palms. The blue flash resounded through out the stadium, and the alien landed back on the ground breathing heavily.
Gohan landed as well, settling back into his favorite stance, his left hand extended to block, and his right hand was back by his ear, ready to strike. Then, they began anew.
*looks around wildly.* 18 reviews? Where did those come from? Oh well, that's the next chapter. So please review! *Pulls out a bazooka.* "OR ELSE!!!"
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