Chapter 6
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Kakarot breathed in the fresh mountain air. The cool, crisp air was completely welcomed as the wind tossed his messy, gravity-defying locks of hair. It was a great feeling to be in this area. He looked all around; the mountains were green and lush. It was the perfect place to roam and explore, and to find adventure than the house that Bulma had him assigned to for over a month. He had cooperated... and he knew with patience he would regain his freedom in this land, which he was to destroy.
He looked around the beautiful land this house was build on. He noticed, and even heard a waterfall not far from where he was standing. For a planet that was to be purged, it just seemed to feel so... comfortable... and the beauty of the planet. It was breathe taking, completely breath taking.
The wind began to brow harder causing a small shiver to crawl up the saiyan's spine. And he powered up just slightly so his ki energy could keep him warm. He looked around once more, still trying to soak in everything. He noticed a small group of deer run across the field. New fawns were following their parents as they ran past the home and into the wooded area once more. He looked up into the sky noticing a flock of birds. They seemed too carefree as they roamed over the lands. So free they were, unlike the saiyan warrior who seemed to be shackled and chained to his sinful work. It was a job his people were forced into, and he tried to accept that fact. But... he turned his head looking down to the green grass, it just didn't seem right...
"DAD!"
The young voice of a youth traveled over the plains of the mountains as he called out to his father. Kakarot shook his head in denial. 'How could that kid think I, of all people... or saiyans for that matter, were his father?' Sure... it did seem to make since that he could have been here when he was younger to father this child... and to teach him a thing or two about fighting. The kid had a good punch, too good of a punch if you asked him. And he seemed to have a good memory of his father before he left. The description fit him PERFECTLY... but it couldn't be possible... he had always been with the other saiyan warriors off destroying planets that would come up in their schedule. But never once did he feel this way about destroying a planet. It felt... like home.
"Dad!" exclaimed Gohan as he ran up to his father with a grin. The saiyan crossed his arms as he gazed down at the teen. "I just found Piccolo, Yamcha, and Krillin!" he stated with the grin present. "I told them that we would be sparing with them!"
The saiyan glared down to the kid. "What do you mean 'We'?" asked the saiyan warrior. Gohan gave the famous Son Grin® and placed a hand behind his head.
"Well... they kind of wanted to see you... since they are old friends that you had met on your first Dragonball hunt as a child..."
"Dragonball?" asked Kakarot. For some strange reason, a red flag was going off.
Gohan hesitated. He mentally slapped himself when that word slipped from his lips. Bulma warned him that he might want to use the magical balls for his own evil desires. The earth would be gone before they knew what had happened... He was still too evil to leave unsupervised. That was one thing that Gohan hated. He had to always be around when his father was up and about. It seemed that he was always up, and he gave a small yawn. It was a good thing that he always had this strength... or he knew that he would have worked him to death by now.
The familiar ki's came into sensing range and the two saiyans looked into the sky. The first to land was the green, but silent Namek. His arms were crossed, and the same fighting gi was on. He gave a small nod to both his pupil and full-blooded saiyan. Gohan respectfully bowed to his sensei.
"It's good to see you again sensei," stated Gohan stated respectfully.
Kakarot looked over to the green alien. 'So he's the one responsible for teaching Gohan...' He did a ki scan and he couldn't help but let a small chuckle escape his lips. It seemed to be at a wimpy level. Gohan's was far greater than the Namek. He would most defiantly have to spar with the teen's teacher.
The next person landed, a bald-headed monk with the same bright orange gi as he wore. The uniform was most likely from a martial arts school... He snarled in disgust. Whoever had created, and designed these clothes needed to go to hell! Kakarot glared at the 'new' face as he walked up to the small group waving. A huge grin was plastered on his face.
"Hey guys!" exclaimed Krillin as he walked over to Gohan. "Man, Gohan! You seem to be growing by the minute!"
Gohan laughed nervously as he placed a hand behind his head. "Well... I am growing up..." The monk blinked as he heard the teen's voice.
"And your voice is changing too! Before you know it, you're going to be married and start a family!" This remark caused Gohan to blush slightly.
"I have many years till THAT happens..." muttered the embarrassed teen. Krillin gave a hardy laugh as he patted the teen on the back.
"It's still good to see you again Gohan." He looked up to notice another orange gi person standing behind the teen. His eyes looked up and he gasped in surprise.
"G-GOKU?!"
Kakarot's glare darkened. He loathed how everyone called him that name! It wasn't SAIYAN!
Krillin looked back to Gohan and Piccolo gasping silently. He looked to both warriors as he had a finger pointed to the saiyan. Both Gohan and Piccolo nodded. "He's back." Krillin looked back to the saiyan, and a toothy grin was shown.
"I can't believe your back!" he exclaimed as he walked up to the warrior. But Krillin's facial expression soon dropped as he noticed Kakarot's glare. It was no longer the friendly Son smile that always graced the once cheerful man's face.
Kakarot hated this. Here was another grinning idiot that came up to him, expecting that they were both friends. He didn't even KNOW the human! If it was at all possible, Kakarot's scowl seemed to become... eviler.
Krillin gulped at this sight. This wasn't the Goku he knew. He inwardly sighed when Gohan pulled him away from the dark saiyans' gaze. He then turned to Gohan whispering, "Are you sure this is your dad?" Gohan nodded slowly.
"Yes..."
"Then why is he acting like this?" questioned the earth warrior, "He should be happy to be back home!" If Krillin knew better, he would have realized that Gohan seemed to stiffen slightly.
The teen's only reply was, "He's been living with the saiyans for ten years." The words didn't register in Krillin's mind.
"What do you mean kid?" he asked softly.
Gohan looked to his glaring father and back to his short friend, "He's not the same... as he had known him to be years ago... All that you see now... is a shell of who he once was."
With that said Krillin's eyes widened as he turned back to the saiyan, who was now looking in the sky. He slightly shook his head. He couldn't face the fact that one of his childhood friends was now part of an evil space army... and no memory of his past was left...
Yamcha finally landed beside Piccolo with a huge grin on his face. He gave a wave to all the warriors.
"Hey everyone!" he exclaimed cheerfully. Gohan smiled to Yamcha waving, and Piccolo slightly snorted as he gazed at the warrior from the corner of his eye. But Krillin just seemed to stand there silent.
"I can see that you got your hair cut!" exclaimed Gohan as he went over to shake the older man's hand. Yamcha gave a small chuckle as he placed a hand in his spiky locks. (Think Androids saga with his hairstyle)
"Yeah... I needed it out of the way so I could train easier in the wilderness..." he replied. He looked up to notice an old face. He couldn't help but gasp as he walked up to the warrior. He then gave a laugh as he hugged his old friend. (NO! He's NOT gay! It's a friend's hug! =/ )
Kakarot froze when the man wrapped his arms around the saiyan warrior. It was a disgrace! He wasn't gay or anything! So Kakarot did the only thing he felt necessary at the time. He rammed his balled fist into the other man's stomach. And it wasn't an easy punch either! Oh no! This was one of those punches that would have crushed any bones in the way and could turn any of the internal organs into mush.
Gohan, Piccolo, and Krillin gasped as they watched Yamcha land on the ground coughing up big globs of blood at a time. The blood seemed to cause a small stream of blood flow more freely own his lips. He was crouched over holding his stomach tightly as if trying to hold all of his insides in his body. Krillin immediately ran over to his fellow comrade and pulled out a sensu bean, and forcefully fed it to the very wounded warrior. Krillin ignored the fact that he got his hands and uniform covered in the sticky red blood.
Kakarot snarled as he tried to wipe himself clean of the hug he just received. It completely disgusted the warrior for another man to cling onto him! And a human nonetheless! He seemed to smirk at the sight at how easily the human could be defeated. It was pathetic. All that blood that seemed to flow freely from his mouth. He must have caused much internal injuries, most likely the death of the man. But it wasn't so when Yamcha seemed to spring back up as he wiped the blood from his lip away with the back of his hand.
"Never touch me again," said Kakarot in a deadly tone. He seemed he was about to lash out at any moment. Yamcha then slowly backed off becoming afraid of one of his long time friends.
Yamcha looked to Gohan and Krillin before turning back to the saiyan warrior mumbling his apologizes to the saiyan. Kakarot just snorted in response as he turned from the humans to find something better to do.
Gohan was getting ticked off, and ticked off fast! He growled as he powered up and shoved a ki energy blast into the saiyan's back. That caught the warriors attention. He couldn't help but stumble as the burning sensation began to over take the back of his body. It was as if the prince of saiyans or Frieza was attacking him... or punishing him... His glare became murderous as he turned to the teen.
Gohan was also glaring daggers at his father. He should have never treated Yamcha like that! It was so uncalled for! After all these years of worrying about Goku's death, or if he was suffering amongst the saiyans, he comes back and acts like one himself, attacking anyone who came close to him. It was disgusting to the teen and he powered up even more. He would teach his father to not mess with his friends!
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Bulma sighed as she got her sixth cup of coffee. She was addicted to the caffeine drink that helped to keep her wide-awake. She was currently working on the beginnings to the 'gravitational room', which she nick named it GR for short. She had started early in the morning, before sunrise, and now she was feeling the effects of not staying in her warm cozy bed. She needed her sleep like anyone else, but she had a new project to work on, and it was something that caused her to become sleepless...
Bulma looked once over the design that she built once again for any flaws that she might have made, but it all seemed good. She gave a small smirk. All was going well! She placed her pencil on the paper and smiled as she stretched her sore arms. Yep. Sweet success was something that she loved in her work. She looked to the left of her room where many unfinished inventions lay. One of these days she would become inspired to work and create something useful out of them...
A loud beeping on one of Bulma's computers was going off in the other room. This caused the scientist to sigh as she got up from her seat to see what was wrong... or who was calling her.
Before Bulma went to check the new message, she looked at the location of where the foreign space ships were located. The little blinking dot was no longer close tom Pluto as it had been yesterday... oh no, it was now very close to the earth's atmosphere! She gasped and ran to the computer, which held the new message and remained silent as she read it.
Dr. Briefs, We will be landing shortly on your planet, and will be looking for the location you have had given us hours before. I will be expecting to see you with the starting to the project I have informed of you. I will be at your Corporation in less than an hour.
Bulma's face paled. She didn't expect that this alien would arrive this quickly! The scientist quickly ran to her blue prints and ran it over to her computers scanner. 'Just incase...' she thought as the gravity simulator plans began to show on the computer screen. There was another beeping noise from the computer and she ran back over to the PC just as the copied blue prints were saved into the Capsule Corps network for invention plans.
She remained expressionless as she read the new message.
If you don't your planets population half gone by the time I find you, pin point the exact location on the planet where you will be waiting.
Bulma gave a small gulp as she sat in the chair by the computer, and began to type.
On a small island off of the coast of Asia... called Japan. Capsule Corporation is the biggest building in the city... can't be missed... (Okay... so I can't remember what the name of city Capsule Corps is located in! )
The scientist waited an agonizing three minutes as she waited for the alien to reply. And he did.
Good. I will be meeting you in five minutes.
Bulma's eyes couldn't help but widen. This was just wonderful. She just made a deal... yesterday as a matter of fact with this alien... who claims to be a murder... Sure there was a big chance that this... thing was bluffing... but with someone as strong as Goku... or Kakarot running around... things could be less predictable...
Bulma took a few capsules that held weapons, and she put them in her pants pockets. Then put on her white lab coat. Hoping that she could look somewhat presentable, she ran up to the closest bathroom and looked at herself in a mirror. She shook her head mentally. She looked like crap! She had black circles around her eyes, and her hair was messed up... It sort of looked like she didn't get any sleep... or she just got up from bed. Either way, it was messy! Oh well... at least she couldn't say that she didn't work on it for hours... right?
Leaving her bathroom to the kitchen, which led to the back porch, the house began to shake followed by a loud noise. She then saw it. The round space pod had arrived at Capsule Corps. She gasped as it made a huge crater in her large back yard. Running outside, she noticed all the damage done. Some of her mother's prized garden was destroyed along with the guesthouse. She growled as she stormed out crossing her arms and screamed as the space pod door opened...
"YOU RUINED MY BACK YARD!"
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Gohan glared at his father as Kakarot kneeled over clutching his stomach in pain. The saiyan had no idea that this teen possessed so much power! He slowly looked up to notice the boy's eyes. They were filled with hatred... anger... pain... sadness... And they turned a bright shade of teal for what seemed a few seconds before they turned back to the normal black. Kakarot could have sworn that Gohan's hair had blonde highlights in it! But just for a brief second... The teen was unharmed as he glared down at his father.
"I... can't believe that you would attack them..." stated Gohan slowly. He grabbed his father's neck and began to choke the saiyan from breathing. Gohan was on the verge of killing his father as he stared coldly at his father. "Is there anything that you want to say... before you meet your maker?" asked Gohan as he kept his iron grip on the man's neck.
Kakarot was desperately trying to pull free of the teen's grip. It was killing him, and slowly suffocating him. He clinched his eyes shut as he used his hands to pull Gohan's away from his neck. But it was no use. He clenched his teeth. How could he have been so stupid? He knew it was dangerous to be around the enemy... and trying to get along with them... but he did have his personal space issue as many saiyans did... and he would only allow certain people in the space...
'I... can't die like this...' thought the saiyan as his legs gave out from under him. He couldn't give up... he couldn't give... he couldn't... he...
"N-no, pl-pleas-se... R-ad-ditz..." sputtered out the saiyan as he tried to take in some air. He could feel himself slowly dying, and in the hands of this child.
Gohan froze. Did his dad just say what he THOUGHT he said?
"Repeat what you said... saiyan."
Kakarot could feel himself become limp, "Please... D-don't... Rad- itz..." he rasped out. The hybrid saiyan dropped his father immediately. His eyes widened as he stared down at the man, who was so desperately trying to get air into his lungs. Gohan shook his head.
"No." He grabbed his head as his knees gave out from under himself. The flashbacks seemed to be rushing at him like a speeding train.
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Gohan could see his father being choked by his evil uncle at green field. He so desperately wanted to help his father in some way... be he didn't know how he could! And Piccolo... he was lying on the ground in his own blood. The only thing that kept Gohan from knowing he wasn't dying was the Namek's chest movements. He was such a young boy... he shouldn't have been witnessing ANY of this! He should have never seen Piccolo slowly dying, or his dad being choked to death. The child felt he was useless...He did the only thing he could. He cried.
Raditz looked over to see the young boy wail, and a very evil smile graced the lips of the saiyan as he dropped the broken body of Goku to walk over to his nephew. Gohan's eyes widened as he watched his uncle come closer to him. He knew he had to run... but that might have not been of any use. He saw how fast this saiyan go! He slowly backed up on the grass as his uncle came closer, and he reached down to grab the back of his nephew's outfit. Gohan began to cry harder, more scared than he had ever been.
Goku raised a hand up to Raditz as he lay on the blood covered grass. "No, please...Raditz..." said Goku in a whisper. The saiyan was losing blood fast.
"Please what brother?" asked the older saiyan in a mocking tone as he continued to hold up Gohan.
"L-leave Goh-an... alone..." replied back the saiyan as he tried to get up. A mocking chuckle escaped Raditz lips as he looked down to his brother's pathetic form.
"And what brother? Leave you here and live your life peacefully?" asked Raditz sarcastically. "You know... I would find it a shame if you stayed here to protect the lives of these pathetic humans who just destroy this planet by existing. I think you would have been more useful if you helped out me and my two comrades..."
"No," stuttered Goku as he looked to his brother, "I will not harm innocent lives..."
Raditz smirked, "Then I guess you will have to suffer here and watch the planet's population die here before your eyes." Goku clenched his teeth as he glared at his brother.
"And, if I do go... will this planet be safe from your evil space army?" asked Goku slowly, most defiantly defeated.
"No Goku! You can't!" exclaimed Piccolo softly as he looked to the two. Raditz began to laugh as he watched the Namek's pathetic form.
"Ah... such a sweet situation you are in Kakarot," stated his brother cruelly. A smirk widened on his face. "Yes... if you do agree to come with me, then this planet will be unharmed."
"Of course... but that is as long as you can remember the promise... Is it a deal?" asked his older brother. The earth saiyan glared at his brother, and gazed at his son defeated. Goku wanted his family safe... his wife safe... the people of this planet safe.
Goku nodded as he lowered his head. Gohan stopped his crying when his uncle began to laugh evilly at his brother's defeated form. He looked at his father scared as he was thrown to the grass. Gohan ran as fast as his two legs could take him to where his father stood. And when he reached his father, he hugged his legs tightly. Goku stared down at his son, and slowly picked him up hugging the child tightly. Gohan noticed that there were a few lone tears fall from his eyes as he hugged his only son.
"Please... Gohan. Stay strong..." stated his father softly as he cried in the child's hair. It was a tense moment for the child. He was smart enough to realize, that his father, Son Goku, had... sold himself to slavery of this evil army... just to keep himself safe... "Make sure Chichi's kept safe..." he whispered Goku to his son as the child looked up to his father, his eyes watering.
"Daddy?" asked young Gohan sadly. Goku couldn't let his son watch as he left... so he swiftly karate chopped the side of his son's neck causing him to fall into the pit of darkness.
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The teen was woken from the trance when he felt the ground vibrating. It seemed to be of a sudden earthquake, well... that's what it was till one of the Z warriors began to shout, "It's a space pod!"
Gohan immediately snapped his head to Kakarot who had a panicked look in his eyes. He looked over to the teen, which seemed to be glaring at him. Kakarot couldn't believe it... The child... teen was his son. That small chunk of memory had been found.
"Gohan..." stated the saiyan softly. He looked up to his angry son, and gave a small gentle smile. The same smile that he seemed to have forgotten while working along side with the saiyans. "My son..." Before the teen knew what was going on Kakarot hugged his son tightly, and began to softly cry as he had ten years before.
Gohan was frozen. His saiyan father was acting very strange... but when he saw the smile, he knew he remembered. He returned the smile...
"I'd hate to break up this moment!" exclaimed Krillin, "But we have another alien on our hands!" Kakarot looked to where the strong ki was. He shook his head. How could he have been so stupid?!
"No." The four earth warriors turned to Kakarot who shook his head. "He's... he's come..." stuttered the saiyan.
"Who's he?" stated Piccolo glaring and crossing his arms.
"Vegeta."
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Kakarot breathed in the fresh mountain air. The cool, crisp air was completely welcomed as the wind tossed his messy, gravity-defying locks of hair. It was a great feeling to be in this area. He looked all around; the mountains were green and lush. It was the perfect place to roam and explore, and to find adventure than the house that Bulma had him assigned to for over a month. He had cooperated... and he knew with patience he would regain his freedom in this land, which he was to destroy.
He looked around the beautiful land this house was build on. He noticed, and even heard a waterfall not far from where he was standing. For a planet that was to be purged, it just seemed to feel so... comfortable... and the beauty of the planet. It was breathe taking, completely breath taking.
The wind began to brow harder causing a small shiver to crawl up the saiyan's spine. And he powered up just slightly so his ki energy could keep him warm. He looked around once more, still trying to soak in everything. He noticed a small group of deer run across the field. New fawns were following their parents as they ran past the home and into the wooded area once more. He looked up into the sky noticing a flock of birds. They seemed too carefree as they roamed over the lands. So free they were, unlike the saiyan warrior who seemed to be shackled and chained to his sinful work. It was a job his people were forced into, and he tried to accept that fact. But... he turned his head looking down to the green grass, it just didn't seem right...
"DAD!"
The young voice of a youth traveled over the plains of the mountains as he called out to his father. Kakarot shook his head in denial. 'How could that kid think I, of all people... or saiyans for that matter, were his father?' Sure... it did seem to make since that he could have been here when he was younger to father this child... and to teach him a thing or two about fighting. The kid had a good punch, too good of a punch if you asked him. And he seemed to have a good memory of his father before he left. The description fit him PERFECTLY... but it couldn't be possible... he had always been with the other saiyan warriors off destroying planets that would come up in their schedule. But never once did he feel this way about destroying a planet. It felt... like home.
"Dad!" exclaimed Gohan as he ran up to his father with a grin. The saiyan crossed his arms as he gazed down at the teen. "I just found Piccolo, Yamcha, and Krillin!" he stated with the grin present. "I told them that we would be sparing with them!"
The saiyan glared down to the kid. "What do you mean 'We'?" asked the saiyan warrior. Gohan gave the famous Son Grin® and placed a hand behind his head.
"Well... they kind of wanted to see you... since they are old friends that you had met on your first Dragonball hunt as a child..."
"Dragonball?" asked Kakarot. For some strange reason, a red flag was going off.
Gohan hesitated. He mentally slapped himself when that word slipped from his lips. Bulma warned him that he might want to use the magical balls for his own evil desires. The earth would be gone before they knew what had happened... He was still too evil to leave unsupervised. That was one thing that Gohan hated. He had to always be around when his father was up and about. It seemed that he was always up, and he gave a small yawn. It was a good thing that he always had this strength... or he knew that he would have worked him to death by now.
The familiar ki's came into sensing range and the two saiyans looked into the sky. The first to land was the green, but silent Namek. His arms were crossed, and the same fighting gi was on. He gave a small nod to both his pupil and full-blooded saiyan. Gohan respectfully bowed to his sensei.
"It's good to see you again sensei," stated Gohan stated respectfully.
Kakarot looked over to the green alien. 'So he's the one responsible for teaching Gohan...' He did a ki scan and he couldn't help but let a small chuckle escape his lips. It seemed to be at a wimpy level. Gohan's was far greater than the Namek. He would most defiantly have to spar with the teen's teacher.
The next person landed, a bald-headed monk with the same bright orange gi as he wore. The uniform was most likely from a martial arts school... He snarled in disgust. Whoever had created, and designed these clothes needed to go to hell! Kakarot glared at the 'new' face as he walked up to the small group waving. A huge grin was plastered on his face.
"Hey guys!" exclaimed Krillin as he walked over to Gohan. "Man, Gohan! You seem to be growing by the minute!"
Gohan laughed nervously as he placed a hand behind his head. "Well... I am growing up..." The monk blinked as he heard the teen's voice.
"And your voice is changing too! Before you know it, you're going to be married and start a family!" This remark caused Gohan to blush slightly.
"I have many years till THAT happens..." muttered the embarrassed teen. Krillin gave a hardy laugh as he patted the teen on the back.
"It's still good to see you again Gohan." He looked up to notice another orange gi person standing behind the teen. His eyes looked up and he gasped in surprise.
"G-GOKU?!"
Kakarot's glare darkened. He loathed how everyone called him that name! It wasn't SAIYAN!
Krillin looked back to Gohan and Piccolo gasping silently. He looked to both warriors as he had a finger pointed to the saiyan. Both Gohan and Piccolo nodded. "He's back." Krillin looked back to the saiyan, and a toothy grin was shown.
"I can't believe your back!" he exclaimed as he walked up to the warrior. But Krillin's facial expression soon dropped as he noticed Kakarot's glare. It was no longer the friendly Son smile that always graced the once cheerful man's face.
Kakarot hated this. Here was another grinning idiot that came up to him, expecting that they were both friends. He didn't even KNOW the human! If it was at all possible, Kakarot's scowl seemed to become... eviler.
Krillin gulped at this sight. This wasn't the Goku he knew. He inwardly sighed when Gohan pulled him away from the dark saiyans' gaze. He then turned to Gohan whispering, "Are you sure this is your dad?" Gohan nodded slowly.
"Yes..."
"Then why is he acting like this?" questioned the earth warrior, "He should be happy to be back home!" If Krillin knew better, he would have realized that Gohan seemed to stiffen slightly.
The teen's only reply was, "He's been living with the saiyans for ten years." The words didn't register in Krillin's mind.
"What do you mean kid?" he asked softly.
Gohan looked to his glaring father and back to his short friend, "He's not the same... as he had known him to be years ago... All that you see now... is a shell of who he once was."
With that said Krillin's eyes widened as he turned back to the saiyan, who was now looking in the sky. He slightly shook his head. He couldn't face the fact that one of his childhood friends was now part of an evil space army... and no memory of his past was left...
Yamcha finally landed beside Piccolo with a huge grin on his face. He gave a wave to all the warriors.
"Hey everyone!" he exclaimed cheerfully. Gohan smiled to Yamcha waving, and Piccolo slightly snorted as he gazed at the warrior from the corner of his eye. But Krillin just seemed to stand there silent.
"I can see that you got your hair cut!" exclaimed Gohan as he went over to shake the older man's hand. Yamcha gave a small chuckle as he placed a hand in his spiky locks. (Think Androids saga with his hairstyle)
"Yeah... I needed it out of the way so I could train easier in the wilderness..." he replied. He looked up to notice an old face. He couldn't help but gasp as he walked up to the warrior. He then gave a laugh as he hugged his old friend. (NO! He's NOT gay! It's a friend's hug! =/ )
Kakarot froze when the man wrapped his arms around the saiyan warrior. It was a disgrace! He wasn't gay or anything! So Kakarot did the only thing he felt necessary at the time. He rammed his balled fist into the other man's stomach. And it wasn't an easy punch either! Oh no! This was one of those punches that would have crushed any bones in the way and could turn any of the internal organs into mush.
Gohan, Piccolo, and Krillin gasped as they watched Yamcha land on the ground coughing up big globs of blood at a time. The blood seemed to cause a small stream of blood flow more freely own his lips. He was crouched over holding his stomach tightly as if trying to hold all of his insides in his body. Krillin immediately ran over to his fellow comrade and pulled out a sensu bean, and forcefully fed it to the very wounded warrior. Krillin ignored the fact that he got his hands and uniform covered in the sticky red blood.
Kakarot snarled as he tried to wipe himself clean of the hug he just received. It completely disgusted the warrior for another man to cling onto him! And a human nonetheless! He seemed to smirk at the sight at how easily the human could be defeated. It was pathetic. All that blood that seemed to flow freely from his mouth. He must have caused much internal injuries, most likely the death of the man. But it wasn't so when Yamcha seemed to spring back up as he wiped the blood from his lip away with the back of his hand.
"Never touch me again," said Kakarot in a deadly tone. He seemed he was about to lash out at any moment. Yamcha then slowly backed off becoming afraid of one of his long time friends.
Yamcha looked to Gohan and Krillin before turning back to the saiyan warrior mumbling his apologizes to the saiyan. Kakarot just snorted in response as he turned from the humans to find something better to do.
Gohan was getting ticked off, and ticked off fast! He growled as he powered up and shoved a ki energy blast into the saiyan's back. That caught the warriors attention. He couldn't help but stumble as the burning sensation began to over take the back of his body. It was as if the prince of saiyans or Frieza was attacking him... or punishing him... His glare became murderous as he turned to the teen.
Gohan was also glaring daggers at his father. He should have never treated Yamcha like that! It was so uncalled for! After all these years of worrying about Goku's death, or if he was suffering amongst the saiyans, he comes back and acts like one himself, attacking anyone who came close to him. It was disgusting to the teen and he powered up even more. He would teach his father to not mess with his friends!
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Bulma sighed as she got her sixth cup of coffee. She was addicted to the caffeine drink that helped to keep her wide-awake. She was currently working on the beginnings to the 'gravitational room', which she nick named it GR for short. She had started early in the morning, before sunrise, and now she was feeling the effects of not staying in her warm cozy bed. She needed her sleep like anyone else, but she had a new project to work on, and it was something that caused her to become sleepless...
Bulma looked once over the design that she built once again for any flaws that she might have made, but it all seemed good. She gave a small smirk. All was going well! She placed her pencil on the paper and smiled as she stretched her sore arms. Yep. Sweet success was something that she loved in her work. She looked to the left of her room where many unfinished inventions lay. One of these days she would become inspired to work and create something useful out of them...
A loud beeping on one of Bulma's computers was going off in the other room. This caused the scientist to sigh as she got up from her seat to see what was wrong... or who was calling her.
Before Bulma went to check the new message, she looked at the location of where the foreign space ships were located. The little blinking dot was no longer close tom Pluto as it had been yesterday... oh no, it was now very close to the earth's atmosphere! She gasped and ran to the computer, which held the new message and remained silent as she read it.
Dr. Briefs, We will be landing shortly on your planet, and will be looking for the location you have had given us hours before. I will be expecting to see you with the starting to the project I have informed of you. I will be at your Corporation in less than an hour.
Bulma's face paled. She didn't expect that this alien would arrive this quickly! The scientist quickly ran to her blue prints and ran it over to her computers scanner. 'Just incase...' she thought as the gravity simulator plans began to show on the computer screen. There was another beeping noise from the computer and she ran back over to the PC just as the copied blue prints were saved into the Capsule Corps network for invention plans.
She remained expressionless as she read the new message.
If you don't your planets population half gone by the time I find you, pin point the exact location on the planet where you will be waiting.
Bulma gave a small gulp as she sat in the chair by the computer, and began to type.
On a small island off of the coast of Asia... called Japan. Capsule Corporation is the biggest building in the city... can't be missed... (Okay... so I can't remember what the name of city Capsule Corps is located in! )
The scientist waited an agonizing three minutes as she waited for the alien to reply. And he did.
Good. I will be meeting you in five minutes.
Bulma's eyes couldn't help but widen. This was just wonderful. She just made a deal... yesterday as a matter of fact with this alien... who claims to be a murder... Sure there was a big chance that this... thing was bluffing... but with someone as strong as Goku... or Kakarot running around... things could be less predictable...
Bulma took a few capsules that held weapons, and she put them in her pants pockets. Then put on her white lab coat. Hoping that she could look somewhat presentable, she ran up to the closest bathroom and looked at herself in a mirror. She shook her head mentally. She looked like crap! She had black circles around her eyes, and her hair was messed up... It sort of looked like she didn't get any sleep... or she just got up from bed. Either way, it was messy! Oh well... at least she couldn't say that she didn't work on it for hours... right?
Leaving her bathroom to the kitchen, which led to the back porch, the house began to shake followed by a loud noise. She then saw it. The round space pod had arrived at Capsule Corps. She gasped as it made a huge crater in her large back yard. Running outside, she noticed all the damage done. Some of her mother's prized garden was destroyed along with the guesthouse. She growled as she stormed out crossing her arms and screamed as the space pod door opened...
"YOU RUINED MY BACK YARD!"
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Gohan glared at his father as Kakarot kneeled over clutching his stomach in pain. The saiyan had no idea that this teen possessed so much power! He slowly looked up to notice the boy's eyes. They were filled with hatred... anger... pain... sadness... And they turned a bright shade of teal for what seemed a few seconds before they turned back to the normal black. Kakarot could have sworn that Gohan's hair had blonde highlights in it! But just for a brief second... The teen was unharmed as he glared down at his father.
"I... can't believe that you would attack them..." stated Gohan slowly. He grabbed his father's neck and began to choke the saiyan from breathing. Gohan was on the verge of killing his father as he stared coldly at his father. "Is there anything that you want to say... before you meet your maker?" asked Gohan as he kept his iron grip on the man's neck.
Kakarot was desperately trying to pull free of the teen's grip. It was killing him, and slowly suffocating him. He clinched his eyes shut as he used his hands to pull Gohan's away from his neck. But it was no use. He clenched his teeth. How could he have been so stupid? He knew it was dangerous to be around the enemy... and trying to get along with them... but he did have his personal space issue as many saiyans did... and he would only allow certain people in the space...
'I... can't die like this...' thought the saiyan as his legs gave out from under him. He couldn't give up... he couldn't give... he couldn't... he...
"N-no, pl-pleas-se... R-ad-ditz..." sputtered out the saiyan as he tried to take in some air. He could feel himself slowly dying, and in the hands of this child.
Gohan froze. Did his dad just say what he THOUGHT he said?
"Repeat what you said... saiyan."
Kakarot could feel himself become limp, "Please... D-don't... Rad- itz..." he rasped out. The hybrid saiyan dropped his father immediately. His eyes widened as he stared down at the man, who was so desperately trying to get air into his lungs. Gohan shook his head.
"No." He grabbed his head as his knees gave out from under himself. The flashbacks seemed to be rushing at him like a speeding train.
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Gohan could see his father being choked by his evil uncle at green field. He so desperately wanted to help his father in some way... be he didn't know how he could! And Piccolo... he was lying on the ground in his own blood. The only thing that kept Gohan from knowing he wasn't dying was the Namek's chest movements. He was such a young boy... he shouldn't have been witnessing ANY of this! He should have never seen Piccolo slowly dying, or his dad being choked to death. The child felt he was useless...He did the only thing he could. He cried.
Raditz looked over to see the young boy wail, and a very evil smile graced the lips of the saiyan as he dropped the broken body of Goku to walk over to his nephew. Gohan's eyes widened as he watched his uncle come closer to him. He knew he had to run... but that might have not been of any use. He saw how fast this saiyan go! He slowly backed up on the grass as his uncle came closer, and he reached down to grab the back of his nephew's outfit. Gohan began to cry harder, more scared than he had ever been.
Goku raised a hand up to Raditz as he lay on the blood covered grass. "No, please...Raditz..." said Goku in a whisper. The saiyan was losing blood fast.
"Please what brother?" asked the older saiyan in a mocking tone as he continued to hold up Gohan.
"L-leave Goh-an... alone..." replied back the saiyan as he tried to get up. A mocking chuckle escaped Raditz lips as he looked down to his brother's pathetic form.
"And what brother? Leave you here and live your life peacefully?" asked Raditz sarcastically. "You know... I would find it a shame if you stayed here to protect the lives of these pathetic humans who just destroy this planet by existing. I think you would have been more useful if you helped out me and my two comrades..."
"No," stuttered Goku as he looked to his brother, "I will not harm innocent lives..."
Raditz smirked, "Then I guess you will have to suffer here and watch the planet's population die here before your eyes." Goku clenched his teeth as he glared at his brother.
"And, if I do go... will this planet be safe from your evil space army?" asked Goku slowly, most defiantly defeated.
"No Goku! You can't!" exclaimed Piccolo softly as he looked to the two. Raditz began to laugh as he watched the Namek's pathetic form.
"Ah... such a sweet situation you are in Kakarot," stated his brother cruelly. A smirk widened on his face. "Yes... if you do agree to come with me, then this planet will be unharmed."
"Of course... but that is as long as you can remember the promise... Is it a deal?" asked his older brother. The earth saiyan glared at his brother, and gazed at his son defeated. Goku wanted his family safe... his wife safe... the people of this planet safe.
Goku nodded as he lowered his head. Gohan stopped his crying when his uncle began to laugh evilly at his brother's defeated form. He looked at his father scared as he was thrown to the grass. Gohan ran as fast as his two legs could take him to where his father stood. And when he reached his father, he hugged his legs tightly. Goku stared down at his son, and slowly picked him up hugging the child tightly. Gohan noticed that there were a few lone tears fall from his eyes as he hugged his only son.
"Please... Gohan. Stay strong..." stated his father softly as he cried in the child's hair. It was a tense moment for the child. He was smart enough to realize, that his father, Son Goku, had... sold himself to slavery of this evil army... just to keep himself safe... "Make sure Chichi's kept safe..." he whispered Goku to his son as the child looked up to his father, his eyes watering.
"Daddy?" asked young Gohan sadly. Goku couldn't let his son watch as he left... so he swiftly karate chopped the side of his son's neck causing him to fall into the pit of darkness.
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The teen was woken from the trance when he felt the ground vibrating. It seemed to be of a sudden earthquake, well... that's what it was till one of the Z warriors began to shout, "It's a space pod!"
Gohan immediately snapped his head to Kakarot who had a panicked look in his eyes. He looked over to the teen, which seemed to be glaring at him. Kakarot couldn't believe it... The child... teen was his son. That small chunk of memory had been found.
"Gohan..." stated the saiyan softly. He looked up to his angry son, and gave a small gentle smile. The same smile that he seemed to have forgotten while working along side with the saiyans. "My son..." Before the teen knew what was going on Kakarot hugged his son tightly, and began to softly cry as he had ten years before.
Gohan was frozen. His saiyan father was acting very strange... but when he saw the smile, he knew he remembered. He returned the smile...
"I'd hate to break up this moment!" exclaimed Krillin, "But we have another alien on our hands!" Kakarot looked to where the strong ki was. He shook his head. How could he have been so stupid?!
"No." The four earth warriors turned to Kakarot who shook his head. "He's... he's come..." stuttered the saiyan.
"Who's he?" stated Piccolo glaring and crossing his arms.
"Vegeta."
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