Chapter 3
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It seemed that time stopped at that moment. Kakarot looked down at the boy. The black spiky hair... most defiantly of a saiyans... but the pale skin... no, all saiyans had tanned skin... and scars... He looked as if he hadn't fought a single battle... or have worked a single day of his life whether it was farming or construction as in other species... No. There was no absolute way this teenager was related to him! He only had his saiyan brother, who had seemed to inform him about everything he had a question on. One thing that was a huge blur was his past. He remembered nothing of it. And his brother never lied to him! He was convinced that he wouldn't! Kakarot's lip began to twitch.
He snarled at the boy as he continued to silently weep. "I-I can't be- believe that y-you're back!" Gohan exclaimed clinging tighter. He failed to notice the murderous glare the saiyan was giving him. "I told mom that you would come back soon! Oh I knew you wouldn't forget us!" he exclaimed.
'Forget?' How ironic.
He lifted a hand to the boy's stomach, his eyes little slits. If this boy wouldn't get off of him within the next few seconds he was going to die. He knew this planet was of weaklings; why not start with this delirious kid? Kakarot began to feel the familiar heat of his energy form in his empty palm. This kid would most defiantly be dead before he knew what hit him.
A nagging feeling came to surface the hybrid's mind, he began to feel a power level rise. And it was right beside him. He glanced down as he kept on hugging his father, and there he found the ki ball. He immediately released his father who stared at him murderously.
Kakarot raised his hand. This boy had just earned himself a one-way ticket to the other world. It was a shame; he was very young too. A smirk then graced his lips as he powered up more.
Gohan inwardly gasped as he felt his father's ki energy rise! He looked to his father's eyes panicked. Maybe his father was confused! Maybe he didn't realize how much Gohan had grown! 'Must be it!' he thought as he placed his arms to his sides giving his father the Son Grin®. He placed a hand behind his head and chuckled nervously.
Kakarot's glare became more intense, 'How DARE this boy mock my threats! I know he is aware of what I can do!' He had noticed the worried expression just a few seconds ago and now he was giving him a huge grin! What an insult!
Gohan inwardly quivered; his friendly grin didn't help as usual... oh no! It just made things WORSE. He once again stared at his father's eyes. It was the same obsidian eyes he remembered... but then again... they seemed much colder than what he remembered. The glare he was receiving, oh it could make anyone's skin crawl. And the hybrid teen visibly shivered. Something about that look made a red flag pop up, 'Why?' It then came to realization.
"UNCL RADITZ!" exclaimed Gohan as he gasped. That was the exact same look his uncle gave! The same cold eyes, the same snarl in his voice! It just had to be him! But why was his look different? Why did he look exactly like his father? He should have long hair!
Kakarot was most defiantly thrown off. He continued to hold the raw energy as it was sat in his palm. 'H-how could this boy know of my brother?!' He looked at the teen once again as his face became as white as a sheet. Once more, the image of the young boy came to his mind. Widened eyes were of that boy who looked scared as he called out to his father. What was the name of that child again?
"So... it seems that you know of Raditz," stated Kakarot as he threw the energy to a mountain. It was immediately demolished on impact.
Gohan gasped as he turned to watch the energy fly, and destroy. Never had he seen a power so strong! This person... or more like saiyan; would be a good challenge.
Kakarot gazed at the boy, not speaking a word to him before he began to walk around him. He needed to find some sort of sign, but what? "What is you name kid?"
Gohan blinked, Name? The saiyan wanted his name? He went into a fighting stance as he waited for Kakarot to attack, but none came. "It's Gohan." Well, he was taught to be respectful of his elders...
Kakarot stopped immediately. Gohan... Gohan... Goha-"The saiyan's eyes widened. The image of the young boy came to mind. He looked back to the teen, and he put one and one together. It didn't make sense though! Could he possibly be that little child?! Kakarot shook his head. It didn't matter anymore. Even if he had once seen this kid, he had no significant part in his life. He phased out, and came back to knee Gohan in the gut, hard. Gohan gasped for air, and the pain shot thru his back. He screamed out as he fell to the dirt ground on his knees.
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Piccolo looked up from his meditating. He felt two powers, one increasing the other decreasing. Very strong powers they were too. He was indeed curious. He left his place at the waterfall to find the fight. 'This will indeed be very interesting,' he thought with a smirk on his face. Hey! You can't blame an ex-villain wanting to witness a fight since they have decided to live the peaceful life.
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Gohan was tossed into a rock wall like a rag doll. It was humiliating for this man to be pushing him around! He gritted his teeth as he slowly picked himself up. He didn't want to have another broken bone or skin cut deeply. Kakarot gave a hardy chuckle as his smirk widened.
"I'm glad I can have a bit of fun before I need to complete my job."
'His job?' Gohan groaned as he panted heavily. 'Okay... just continue acting... and his guard will lower,' thought the teen as the older saiyan approached him. He had the huge smirk once again; his arms were crossed too as he eyed the teen.
"I wish I could have some sympathy for you, boy," stated Kakarot as he stopped in front of the teen. He kicked the boy's stomach once more causing Gohan to fall over. Kakarot snorted.
"And I thought I had a REAL challenge," he stated walking away just wanting to leave the boy to die from blood loss. He had other things to do.
As Kakarot walked away from the area his smirk became wider... and eviler. 'Well, if this is the best the warriors can do on this planet then I almost feel sorry for them and this planet.' He powered up and blasted a bolder in his way, the debris fell everywhere, 'They will be dead by the end of the day.' An evil laugh could be heard all around. But he was shortly cut off. Two feet slammed the saiyan over with a powerful force totally catching Kakarot off guard. His eyes became murderous daggers as he peered on the one who attacked him.
Gohan.
He was surprised to see Gohan there, no, surprised is defiantly an understatement... he was lost for words, standing with his arms crossed. He didn't look too happy. The strangest thing was the young teen didn't have a scratch or a bruise on him! Something wasn't right...
Gohan powered up and phased out; Kakarot lost all trace of the warrior. He tried to use his ki feeling ability, but it was no good. The kid was gone, or so it seemed. And then he felt something on his neck. The pain was incredible; it was most defiantly enough to make the large warrior pass out.
The teen had landed a karate chop on his father's neck cutting off the blood to his head. As soon as his father fell Gohan looked over his father for a moment before yelling, "NIMBUS!" The yellow cloud came immediately to Gohan's side as he picked up his fallen father. He set Kakarot on top of the cloud. Gohan gave a quick nod as his father lay on the small cloud. But the unexpected happened. The grown, unconscious saiyan fell right thru the cloud! Gohan blinked.
He carefully placed his father on top of the cloud, and yet again he fell right thru it. Gohan scratched his head. 'My father was suppose to be a good hearted man...' thought Gohan as he looked to the fallen warrior. 'Has he committed THAT many crimes to have a darkened evil heart?' He shook his head looking back to his father. His face seemed so innocent as he slept. How could he have committed something wrong? Stories from his mother always explained that he was indeed a good man. Never did he tell a lie or harm a person's feelings. And yet, here he was, in some strange armor, with war scars on his arms and face, and the evil glint in his eye?
"What have you gotten your self into this time dad?" asked Gohan quietly as he tried to pick up Kakarot, and place him over his shoulder. That's when he felt the ki of his sensei. "Piccolo," he stated quickly turning around. He heard a gasp from the green Namek who stood there awestruck. He saw the face of his long time foe, Goku.
"He was the one you fought?!" asked Piccolo as he stared at his pupil. Gohan nodded slowly as he placed his father back on the ground. Man was he heavy!
"I had wanted to take him to Bulma's," stated the teen as he rubbed his shoulder. Piccolo nodded as he went to the warrior and helped him up. The two had immediately few towards Capsule Corps.
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Bulma was finishing up her lunch when she noticed Gohan and Piccolo land in the backyard. She gasped when she noticed the two carrying a man! She dropped her fork and quickly opened the glass back door to allow both warriors in.
"What happened?" she asked quickly as they placed the man face first on the ground. She wasn't able to get a good look at him and she kneeled down to him.
"The saiyans have come back to purge earth..." stated Piccolo as he crossed his arms. Gohan had also kneeled to the unconscious saiyan. Bulma gasped as she looked down to the man who lay on the tiled floor.
"Was he attacked by the saiyans?! Does he need medical care?!" exclaimed Bulma as she tried to roll the man over. Dude, he was heavy! She looked up to the two men while Gohan shook his head rolling Kakarot over.
"No, this is the saiyan..." stated the teen.
"And you won't believe who they sent," added the Namek. Bulma blinked at the two as they gave her a dead serious look. She slowly looked down to the saiyans face. It was indeed Goku, and he had come back to kill off who he tried to save in the past.
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There's chapter 3. Now all you have to do is review. Five plus reviews would be appreciated for this chapter, and I would love to hear your comments about this story. Thanks a bunch!
-Takuma
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It seemed that time stopped at that moment. Kakarot looked down at the boy. The black spiky hair... most defiantly of a saiyans... but the pale skin... no, all saiyans had tanned skin... and scars... He looked as if he hadn't fought a single battle... or have worked a single day of his life whether it was farming or construction as in other species... No. There was no absolute way this teenager was related to him! He only had his saiyan brother, who had seemed to inform him about everything he had a question on. One thing that was a huge blur was his past. He remembered nothing of it. And his brother never lied to him! He was convinced that he wouldn't! Kakarot's lip began to twitch.
He snarled at the boy as he continued to silently weep. "I-I can't be- believe that y-you're back!" Gohan exclaimed clinging tighter. He failed to notice the murderous glare the saiyan was giving him. "I told mom that you would come back soon! Oh I knew you wouldn't forget us!" he exclaimed.
'Forget?' How ironic.
He lifted a hand to the boy's stomach, his eyes little slits. If this boy wouldn't get off of him within the next few seconds he was going to die. He knew this planet was of weaklings; why not start with this delirious kid? Kakarot began to feel the familiar heat of his energy form in his empty palm. This kid would most defiantly be dead before he knew what hit him.
A nagging feeling came to surface the hybrid's mind, he began to feel a power level rise. And it was right beside him. He glanced down as he kept on hugging his father, and there he found the ki ball. He immediately released his father who stared at him murderously.
Kakarot raised his hand. This boy had just earned himself a one-way ticket to the other world. It was a shame; he was very young too. A smirk then graced his lips as he powered up more.
Gohan inwardly gasped as he felt his father's ki energy rise! He looked to his father's eyes panicked. Maybe his father was confused! Maybe he didn't realize how much Gohan had grown! 'Must be it!' he thought as he placed his arms to his sides giving his father the Son Grin®. He placed a hand behind his head and chuckled nervously.
Kakarot's glare became more intense, 'How DARE this boy mock my threats! I know he is aware of what I can do!' He had noticed the worried expression just a few seconds ago and now he was giving him a huge grin! What an insult!
Gohan inwardly quivered; his friendly grin didn't help as usual... oh no! It just made things WORSE. He once again stared at his father's eyes. It was the same obsidian eyes he remembered... but then again... they seemed much colder than what he remembered. The glare he was receiving, oh it could make anyone's skin crawl. And the hybrid teen visibly shivered. Something about that look made a red flag pop up, 'Why?' It then came to realization.
"UNCL RADITZ!" exclaimed Gohan as he gasped. That was the exact same look his uncle gave! The same cold eyes, the same snarl in his voice! It just had to be him! But why was his look different? Why did he look exactly like his father? He should have long hair!
Kakarot was most defiantly thrown off. He continued to hold the raw energy as it was sat in his palm. 'H-how could this boy know of my brother?!' He looked at the teen once again as his face became as white as a sheet. Once more, the image of the young boy came to his mind. Widened eyes were of that boy who looked scared as he called out to his father. What was the name of that child again?
"So... it seems that you know of Raditz," stated Kakarot as he threw the energy to a mountain. It was immediately demolished on impact.
Gohan gasped as he turned to watch the energy fly, and destroy. Never had he seen a power so strong! This person... or more like saiyan; would be a good challenge.
Kakarot gazed at the boy, not speaking a word to him before he began to walk around him. He needed to find some sort of sign, but what? "What is you name kid?"
Gohan blinked, Name? The saiyan wanted his name? He went into a fighting stance as he waited for Kakarot to attack, but none came. "It's Gohan." Well, he was taught to be respectful of his elders...
Kakarot stopped immediately. Gohan... Gohan... Goha-"The saiyan's eyes widened. The image of the young boy came to mind. He looked back to the teen, and he put one and one together. It didn't make sense though! Could he possibly be that little child?! Kakarot shook his head. It didn't matter anymore. Even if he had once seen this kid, he had no significant part in his life. He phased out, and came back to knee Gohan in the gut, hard. Gohan gasped for air, and the pain shot thru his back. He screamed out as he fell to the dirt ground on his knees.
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Piccolo looked up from his meditating. He felt two powers, one increasing the other decreasing. Very strong powers they were too. He was indeed curious. He left his place at the waterfall to find the fight. 'This will indeed be very interesting,' he thought with a smirk on his face. Hey! You can't blame an ex-villain wanting to witness a fight since they have decided to live the peaceful life.
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Gohan was tossed into a rock wall like a rag doll. It was humiliating for this man to be pushing him around! He gritted his teeth as he slowly picked himself up. He didn't want to have another broken bone or skin cut deeply. Kakarot gave a hardy chuckle as his smirk widened.
"I'm glad I can have a bit of fun before I need to complete my job."
'His job?' Gohan groaned as he panted heavily. 'Okay... just continue acting... and his guard will lower,' thought the teen as the older saiyan approached him. He had the huge smirk once again; his arms were crossed too as he eyed the teen.
"I wish I could have some sympathy for you, boy," stated Kakarot as he stopped in front of the teen. He kicked the boy's stomach once more causing Gohan to fall over. Kakarot snorted.
"And I thought I had a REAL challenge," he stated walking away just wanting to leave the boy to die from blood loss. He had other things to do.
As Kakarot walked away from the area his smirk became wider... and eviler. 'Well, if this is the best the warriors can do on this planet then I almost feel sorry for them and this planet.' He powered up and blasted a bolder in his way, the debris fell everywhere, 'They will be dead by the end of the day.' An evil laugh could be heard all around. But he was shortly cut off. Two feet slammed the saiyan over with a powerful force totally catching Kakarot off guard. His eyes became murderous daggers as he peered on the one who attacked him.
Gohan.
He was surprised to see Gohan there, no, surprised is defiantly an understatement... he was lost for words, standing with his arms crossed. He didn't look too happy. The strangest thing was the young teen didn't have a scratch or a bruise on him! Something wasn't right...
Gohan powered up and phased out; Kakarot lost all trace of the warrior. He tried to use his ki feeling ability, but it was no good. The kid was gone, or so it seemed. And then he felt something on his neck. The pain was incredible; it was most defiantly enough to make the large warrior pass out.
The teen had landed a karate chop on his father's neck cutting off the blood to his head. As soon as his father fell Gohan looked over his father for a moment before yelling, "NIMBUS!" The yellow cloud came immediately to Gohan's side as he picked up his fallen father. He set Kakarot on top of the cloud. Gohan gave a quick nod as his father lay on the small cloud. But the unexpected happened. The grown, unconscious saiyan fell right thru the cloud! Gohan blinked.
He carefully placed his father on top of the cloud, and yet again he fell right thru it. Gohan scratched his head. 'My father was suppose to be a good hearted man...' thought Gohan as he looked to the fallen warrior. 'Has he committed THAT many crimes to have a darkened evil heart?' He shook his head looking back to his father. His face seemed so innocent as he slept. How could he have committed something wrong? Stories from his mother always explained that he was indeed a good man. Never did he tell a lie or harm a person's feelings. And yet, here he was, in some strange armor, with war scars on his arms and face, and the evil glint in his eye?
"What have you gotten your self into this time dad?" asked Gohan quietly as he tried to pick up Kakarot, and place him over his shoulder. That's when he felt the ki of his sensei. "Piccolo," he stated quickly turning around. He heard a gasp from the green Namek who stood there awestruck. He saw the face of his long time foe, Goku.
"He was the one you fought?!" asked Piccolo as he stared at his pupil. Gohan nodded slowly as he placed his father back on the ground. Man was he heavy!
"I had wanted to take him to Bulma's," stated the teen as he rubbed his shoulder. Piccolo nodded as he went to the warrior and helped him up. The two had immediately few towards Capsule Corps.
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Bulma was finishing up her lunch when she noticed Gohan and Piccolo land in the backyard. She gasped when she noticed the two carrying a man! She dropped her fork and quickly opened the glass back door to allow both warriors in.
"What happened?" she asked quickly as they placed the man face first on the ground. She wasn't able to get a good look at him and she kneeled down to him.
"The saiyans have come back to purge earth..." stated Piccolo as he crossed his arms. Gohan had also kneeled to the unconscious saiyan. Bulma gasped as she looked down to the man who lay on the tiled floor.
"Was he attacked by the saiyans?! Does he need medical care?!" exclaimed Bulma as she tried to roll the man over. Dude, he was heavy! She looked up to the two men while Gohan shook his head rolling Kakarot over.
"No, this is the saiyan..." stated the teen.
"And you won't believe who they sent," added the Namek. Bulma blinked at the two as they gave her a dead serious look. She slowly looked down to the saiyans face. It was indeed Goku, and he had come back to kill off who he tried to save in the past.
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There's chapter 3. Now all you have to do is review. Five plus reviews would be appreciated for this chapter, and I would love to hear your comments about this story. Thanks a bunch!
-Takuma