Chapter 9
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Gohan walked around the room in a slow stride. The kitchen was truly a mess. Some of the maids in the home helped to clean up the mess, and a few workers were hired to fix the damages done in the room. Of course, it would take a few days for the damage to be fixed. Gohan needed some time alone. His father was becoming harder to talk with... He had concluded it was because he just received some of his memory back, and he didn't know how to handle it just yet...
"Ms. Briefs?" asked Gohan as he turned to the older woman. She was sitting on a chair drinking her tea, but put it down and gave him a wide smile.
"What can I do for you Gohan?" she asked him politely.
The hybrid saiyan placed a hand behind his head and gave a nervous chuckle. "Would it be alright if I could hideout in the library upstairs? I've already finished all the books at home for the fifth time." His smile on his face never wavered.
Ms. Briefs gave a nod as she picked her tea up, "Go on ahead Gohan! You don't need to ask me to go up there! I honestly think that you are the only one who goes up there now a days."
Gohan gave a respectful bow to Ms. Briefs, "Thank you!" With that, he turned on his heal and ran up to the stairs.
The older lady watched the teen leave the room, and her smile left her face. She took a sip of her tea; 'I hope Gohan doesn't get himself into trouble.' She placed an elbow on the table and placed her chin on her hand. 'Maybe I might send Bulma out on another Dragonball quest...'
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Gohan ran up the stairs at record-breaking speeds. He absolutely LOVED how big this complex was! It was very easy for a child his age to want to run around, and explore, which he had done a while back with Bulma. He knew where everything was, what was in all the rooms, and were guests usually stayed. He too had been given a room, and he used it whenever he was here to help Bulma with one of her new experiments. He felt honored that Bulma would call him when trying out something new and dangerous.
Gohan had just finished the last set of stairs making it up to the fourth floor. He knew Bulma ran off somewhere, and he could have sworn she went to her room for some reason, and he also knew that another powerful ki was close by too... it was evil, very evil. Walking away from the stairs, he headed to the room, which contained a large library. Making his way to the room, he failed to feel a powerful ki that came down the large staircase.
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Vegeta turned his head, and he noticed the teen walking to one of the random doors of the large complex. Hoping to catch this kid by surprise, he used his ki to levitate the rest of the way to where the kid stood.
The prince was quite confused why he had spiky locks of hair. It seemed to be very unruly like that of a saiyans... and he even had his scouter on. It read the teen's power level, and he blinked. '34,239?! Wha? That IMPOSSIBLE!' thought the prince as he looked to the reading again. It must have been broken, or malfunctioning. No one's power level was THAT high... unless of course it was Frieza we were talking about at his weakest. But he had an average power level of 500,000! The fact that Vegeta didn't know was this was Gohan's power level being slightly masked.
Vegeta inwardly growled, 'I'll show that kid...'
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As Gohan opened the door to the room, a hand behind him immediately shut it loudly. The teen snapped his head around, and came face to face with the saiyan prince. Gohan scanned Vegeta's power level, and he gave a small growl.
"What do you want?" asked Gohan as he reached for the handle once more.
The prince's glare darkened, "Where do you get that power?"
Gohan slightly hesitated, "W-what power?" He felt himself being turned around, pulled up by the shirt, and slammed to the back of the wall.
"You know damn well what power I am talking about! Or are you that stupid to not know of it?" asked the prince. A smirk had graced his face as he stated the last part. He could see the teen was obviously becoming peeved.
Gohan was trying his hardest to control his anger. This insult that the prince thru at him wasn't helping one BIT! He had always been told to lay low till he knew the right time to strike out at the teen. But his pride was coming in the way, his damn pride. That little thing had always caused trouble for him, and he wasn't pleased that he had it. Gohan knew quite well that he had saiyan blood running in his veins! That was the part that he loathed about his existence. The species that he was was of a warrior race. It didn't go well with knowing he was living on a somewhat peaceful planet. He absolutely hated how his saiyan instincts would take over at the strangest times. It was happening now.
"Get your hands off of me," warned Gohan with a snarl and a deathly quiet voice.
Vegeta could only smirk. "Oh? Now you're threatening a saiyan warrior thinking you will be the victor? I don't think so."
His saiyan side was slowly taking over. Gohan tried desperately to push it back down, but it continued to rise. It was making him sick to his stomach. "Please... let me go," stated Gohan. His control was leaving.
"And why not?" asked the prince powering up, and placing his hand at the teen's chest. A deadly ki ball was centered to go thru his heart. "I think I have all right to know why you are threatening a prince!" He was taken back when he heard a low chuckle come from Gohan's lips. His head was turned down, but he was obviously mocking the older man before him. Vegeta's lip began to twitch.
"And why are you laughing right before you die? Are you THAT suicidal?" asked the prince losing his temper more and more by the second. The prince's scouter broke at that moment causing the grown warrior to wince as the machine parts exploded from his face.
Gohan looked up to the prince.
Vegeta looked to the teen's eyes. He let out a gasp. They were now teal.
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"Ah. This Earth planet is nicer than what I had thought," stated Nappa on his communicator to Raditz.
"Yes, it's a 'See it to believe it' type of thing. I was quite surprised that Kakarot had been living on this planet for so long," replied Raditz on the communicator. Nappa gave a smirk.
"And from what you saw, these humans look like saiyans?" asked the bald warrior. He waited a few seconds till Raditz made his reply.
"Yes. Some do resemble saiyans, but the differences are the hair colors and their ki's. They are incredibly weak."
Nappa placed his chin on a fist. "And what about breeding? We could form a new colony of saiyans, of course hybrids. Didn't you state that Kakarot had a brat years ago?" he asked into the scouter.
There was another pause as he waited for Raditz answer.
"Yes. The child did have a tail as all saiyans, and he obviously had no training. His ki was almost nothing." Nappa gave a hardy laugh.
"So the offspring are awfully weak too?" asked Nappa mockingly.
"I couldn't tell," replied Raditz on the communicator, "Kakarot didn't give him ANY training. He couldn't even protect himself when I took him for ransom... or in this case... for Kakarot to give up to join us for his brat's safety."
Nappa gave a slow nod. "I couldn't believe that a warrior, like him, HAD such emotions when he arrived on the space station! And he didn't even succeed in his purging missions... He HELPED the people of the planets instead!"
"Yes, it was an embarrassment at the time. But now he's changed. We should have been broken him from the start," replied Raditz.
"Yes."
The planet was coming very close, and both warriors, who were in their own space pods, were becoming eager by the moment to help out the prince and Kakarot with this 'problem' that occurred.
"Should we set our pods to land close to where Vegeta's space pod is?" asked Raditz in the communicator.
"Yes. I'll check my scouter for where the prince's location might be." And Nappa pressed the button on his scouter. The saiyans' eyes widened when the numbers whizzed by, and the numbers continued to increase dramatically. Then it exploded. Nappa winced as it sparked for a moment, then fell from his face to the ground.
"Piece of junk..." he muttered as he set the coordinated to Vegeta's space pod. 'Why were the numbers rising so fast?' he thought as he continued to press buttons on the control panel. 'Only one who posses that kind of power is Frieza...' He shook his head. "Frieza can't be there. He wouldn't spend his time on this pathetic planet... unless..." The thought of a super saiyan entered his mind. "Unless the prince reached the level!" A smirk graced his lips. "Of course!" He leaned back in his seat and waited as his space pod came closer to the planet's surface.
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Kakarot flew, and he continued without noticing the direction he was going in. Why were things turning into a direction that he didn't want? He couldn't understand why that bald man said emotions were what brought a person's strength.
He looked strait ahead and noticed his home in the distance. He gave a small smile. His home. It hadn't changed at all since he left. Kakarot landed by the front door and walked into the home smelling the sweet aroma of food. His senses could easily pick up the wonderful scent of beef slowly being cooked in the oven. He noticed his wife on the other side of the kitchen finish cleaning the dishes from breakfast. His smile became wider. She was such a hard worker.
The saiyan slowly crept up behind her, and he wrapped his arms around her waist. She froze up for a moment dropping the dish she was working, letting it slide out of her hands and into the soapy water. "Hey Chichi." He whispered those words in a soft voice.
His wife relaxed and she seemed to melt in his embrace. She looked up to him in a questioning manner. "Why are you back so early? Weren't you going training with Gohan?" she asked him.
He did give a nod before he nestled the nape of his wife's neck. "I decided I wanted to come back..."
Okay... now Chichi was becoming confused; let's not forget to state, scared. This wasn't the man that she had grown to know over these few weeks! 'He's starting to act more like... the Goku from ten years ago...' she thought sadly.
"K-Kakarot?" asked Chichi as she looked into his eyes. After many arguments, she finally gave up calling him Goku, and began to call him the saiyan name. Hopefully he would begin to trust her more...
The saiyan froze up as his wife did a few moments before. He mentally slapped himself in the face. 'Why did we have to have that argument!?' He shook his head slightly as he laid his chin on his wife's shoulder.
"Call me Goku, if you wouldn't mind..." he said lovingly to his wife.
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Bulma was currently in the library. She knew she had a book on minerals somewhere! Looking bookshelf after bookshelf, she just about gave up.
"Damn... I know I have that book somewhere!" she exclaimed to... well no one in particular. She hated when she misplaced books that she needed. Maybe she would higher a librarian one of these days to keep everything in order from categories and authors last names... She gave a frustrated growl and stomped her foot on the ground. "Now how am I going to find it?" she asked walking to the entrance of the library. She looked over the shelves that were in the room. There were about thirty shelves in all. They were completely filled with literature, science fiction, fantasy and romance, which were Bulma's personal favorites, she had non-fiction books, and news paper records stored on files and such... she even had a full shelf of manga comic books! But out of all the books she had, she couldn't find one.
"Or I could just buy another books on minerals..." muttered Bulma crossing her arms. 'But what about Gohan?' she thought. The blue haired scientist snapped her fingers. "Of course! He ALWAYS comes here!" she gave a triumphant smile and nodded her head. She went to the exit of the library and opened the door, but was thrown back by a huge gust of wind.
She gave a loud shriek as she flew back into the room and into one of the bookshelves. When her body impacted with the oak shelf, she fainted. Some of the books fell over on top of the scientist, and it caused for the bookshelf to topple over to where she lay.
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Vegeta immediately dropped Gohan when he noticed the teal eyes. The last few words that the teen had stated sounded as if they were from a mad man. Not a young innocent boy as he was known to be. He gritted his teeth. Was this child turning into the legendary supersaiyan?! Vegeta had been told he would be the first in this thousand years that had passed since the last one! How dare this child!
Gohan was now pissed. He could feel his energy peaking to it's highest, and he needed to let it go before this energy made his body explode from the inside out. So he released it with a war cry.
Vegeta was blown back to a wall, and he was becoming dizzy. What was this child doing?! He had to bring up his arm to shield from the blinding ki energy that was being thrown at him. He kept his arm up to the level of his eye to shield from the awesome power, and lowered it when he heard the crackling of what sounded like electricity.
Vegeta looked up, and a gasp escaped his lips. The boy before him had reached the legendary. The prince walked up to the teen with caution. 'Was this the child that Kakarot spoke of years ago?' he questioned himself. 'But... Raditz said he was a weakling! He didn't seem to posses an ounce of training in his life!' The golden warrior before him glared with his dangerous teal eyes. 'But that was ten years ago...' muttered Vegeta building his courage to face this warrior.
Gohan couldn't believe what was happening to him. The power that flowed in his veins was incredible! He felt invincible, he felt powerful, and he felt like a warrior... He growled at that thought. All he every wanted was a peaceful life. Basically a life that Gohan's mother had set out for him, to be a scholar. He was still studying, no doubt about that, but he was forced to train physically and mentally by his Namek teacher. A small smirk rested on his lips. And he was very grateful that Piccolo forced him into those years of intense training. This saiyan, one that had taken his father away from him, feared him. He hoped that he could run into his uncle. Then he could show that saiyan how weak he was! Gohan watched the prince before him. He was unsure of what Vegeta would do... but he did of what Gohan least expected of him.
Vegeta fell to his knees and wept. He wept tears of joy. There was finally a way out of this hellhole he had been living in for the majority of his life. Now he could taste the freedom. Sure he was angered that he wouldn't have the satisfaction of killing the tyrant... maybe he still had a chance if he remained on this planet for a few more years and trained in the gravity simulator non-stop. But he needed to know what made the teen so strong, and motivated to become a super saiyan.
"Tell me," stated Vegeta, "Tell me how you became supersaiyan."
Super Saiyan? Gohan questioned that for a moment. 'Was that what this incredible power was called?' thought Gohan as he looked at his hands and arms. He smirked as he looked back up to the prince before him.
"And why would you want to know that?" asked Gohan in a taunting voice. The male before him furrowed his brow before he snarled.
"I need to know how you reached it!" Vegeta exclaimed as he too powered up. Gohan couldn't help but chuckle at how weak Vegeta's power level was compared to his own.
"Why? So you too could posses this awesome power, and take over the universe?" asked Gohan mockingly. His eyes then became darkened, "...Or take away my father...?"
'Huh?' Vegeta blinked. Was this saiyan showing EMOTIONS?! A dark shadow seemed to loom in the eyes of the teen. He couldn't believe it. It seemed to be years of pain and torture that he had gone thru, and it sounded like it was all because his dad was taken. 'Had... Kakarot truly been a big influence in this teen's life?' questioned the prince as his lip twitched.
"Tell me. Is emotions what brought you to this level of reaching super saiyan?" asked Vegeta. He had to make sure...
"Super... saiyan?" asked Gohan raising an eyebrow. "I don't know what a super saiyan is... but I'll make sure you don't take my family away from me... again." Gohan's power burst again and more energy seemed to flow thru his veins. He charged at Vegeta screaming in rage.
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Goku felt the rage his son had, and it continued to grow. His power was increasing by the moment... and it wasn't good at all... The saiyan explained the energy that he felt to his wife, and she didn't stop him as he flew out the door.
Goku gritted his teeth. Yes, now he had wanted all his friends to call him by the name he used while here on earth. He had wanted to be called Goku. To him, the name seemed to show promise to a better future than bring back painful memories of an unwanted past. That was now what the name Kakarot gave him.
The saiyan felt out for the power levels that were close to his son's. Some of the Z warriors were in the area. They most likely were watching this event. He noticed Vegeta's ki energy. It too had increased, but not as drastically as Gohan's had. And he felt one last ki. It was very feint, but VERY close to the battle. Bulma. He shook his head. 'Why would she be in the area?! She knows she needs to get away!'
Goku gave a sigh as he looked up into the sky, but narrowed his eyes when noticed two shadowed balls coming down to the planet. They seemed to be getting bigger by the passing second. And they also seemed oddly familiar too... They came closer and closer, and they made impact with the earth.
"Space pods?!" exclaimed Goku. His eyes darkened as he powered up. It looks like he would have to be greeting his saiyan comrades. "Great... just what I need..." mumbled Goku as he saw Capsule Corps in the distance.
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Raditz stepped out of his space pod, and levitated up from the soil, which his pod landed in. He noticed Nappa not far from where he was and he looked around. Yep. This planet hasn't changed since he last arrived here.
"Vegeta should be close," stated Nappa as he pointed to the space pod about a mile away from where he was standing. Raditz faced to where the space pod was, and he turned on his scouter. His eyes widened when the numbers zoomed on his scouter, and it broke to a million pieces. Raditz winced as he dusted the shattered fragments that were once his scouter and looked to the house.
"Oh man. I can just feel that power," stated Nappa with a smirk, and with crossed arms too. "I bet Vegeta will be starting his killing spree soon," he looked to Raditz, "Should we inform him that we have arrived? Or should we start the cleaning process?"
Raditz smirked, "I think we should wait-"
"You won't be killing anything of this planet!" exclaimed a voice from above. To any saiyan, it was recognizable.
"Ah... Kakarot." The two warriors, in full uniform turned up to see the younger saiyan dressed in the orange gi, which the warriors had almost forgot that he had worn all those years ago. It was indeed ridiculous!
"What the hell are you wearing?" asked Nappa raising an eyebrow. "Your clothes are almost as blinding as the sun!"
The younger saiyan landed a few feet away from the two, his fists tight. "NEVER call me Kakarot again."
Raditz furrowed his brow, "But your name IS Kakarot. If you don't want us to call you by your birth name, then please, enlighten us on what name you would want us to call you!" stated Raditz in a mocking tone. Both older saiyans chuckled as the younger one frowned.
"I no longer want to be called Kakarot. Instead," a smirk grew on his lips, "I want to be known as Goku, Son Goku that is." Both men choked.
"What? Why do you want to be called that?! That isn't your name!" stated Raditz as he gave his brother the half-truth. 'Just how did he remember that? I thought all of those memories had been erased!'
"You know damn well that that is my name!" Goku phased out, and back in punching his brother in the gut. He toppled over as he clutched the injured flesh, and a small stream of blood came down his lip. Goku snarled at his brother, "And how DARE you take me away from my family!!!!" he created a giant ki ball and aimed it at his brother. "And how dare you LIE to me all these years!!!" He released the ball of energy, and it collided with Raditz body making him fly back several feet.
Nappa stood there dumbly. 'What is Kakarot doing?!' He watched as the younger saiyan threw his brother around like a rag doll. Raditz seemed to be completely hopeless to his brother's attacks. He growled and snuck up behind Goku, and looked for the saiyans' tail. He blinked. 'Kakarot should HAVE his tail! It grew back years ago!' What Nappa didn't know was it hid in the sash holding his uniform together. Instead, Nappa went to the next best thing. He grabbed the saiyan's and held him back before he could actually kill his severely wounded brother.
Goku growled. "Let me GO!" He tried to thrash and get his arms free of Nappa's grip, but he had more brawn than he... all attempts were useless. Goku turned back to his brother, who had the tar hammered out of him, getting back up. Yep, Raditz didn't know when to quit.
Wiping away the blood from his lip Raditz snarled at his brother, "H- how dare y-you, K-Kakarot..." Goku glared back at him as he continued to struggle in Nappa's grip.
There was a crashing of glass and concrete of the Capsule Corp complex, and a bloodied body plummeted to the earth only feet away. All saiyans were curious as he looked to the newly formed hole. Both Nappa and Raditz gasped when they identified the dying body. It was the saiyan prince, and he was holding onto life by a straw. Blood had almost covered all of his body, and his clothes were ripped and torn. His armor was almost non-existent.
"W-who has done this to our PRINCE?!" exclaimed Nappa in rage. Goku gave a silent prayer of thanks when Nappa's grip lightened up and he became free. He made sure to back up several feet away from them.
Goku looked up to the bright yellow aurora in the sky. His son slowly flew down to where his father stood.
The saiyans gasped as they noticed the teen standing beside Goku with a smirk plastering his face. Goku felt that he should take this time to brag about the super saiyan that stood before him.
"Raditz, I think you already know my son," Goku stated in a prideful voice. He looked up to Nappa, and smirked. "And yes. This is the child who didn't have a day of training when I was abducted." Fear could easily be seen in their eyes when Gohan smirked at the two as he gazed at the warriors. He then looked up to Goku. The teen's father gave him a loving smile, and he hugged his son. His voice went back to its cheerful tone, "Son, why don't you say hi to my two-saiyan comrades, Nappa, and your Uncle Raditz?"
Gohan turned his gaze to the two fearful warriors before him and a menacing smile came onto his face. "Of course, father."
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And I'll stop there for now. Yep, a cliffhanger! If the next chapter is wanted up soon, 5 reviews will be needed. Okay? Oh yeah, suggestions are welcome too!
-Takuma
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Gohan walked around the room in a slow stride. The kitchen was truly a mess. Some of the maids in the home helped to clean up the mess, and a few workers were hired to fix the damages done in the room. Of course, it would take a few days for the damage to be fixed. Gohan needed some time alone. His father was becoming harder to talk with... He had concluded it was because he just received some of his memory back, and he didn't know how to handle it just yet...
"Ms. Briefs?" asked Gohan as he turned to the older woman. She was sitting on a chair drinking her tea, but put it down and gave him a wide smile.
"What can I do for you Gohan?" she asked him politely.
The hybrid saiyan placed a hand behind his head and gave a nervous chuckle. "Would it be alright if I could hideout in the library upstairs? I've already finished all the books at home for the fifth time." His smile on his face never wavered.
Ms. Briefs gave a nod as she picked her tea up, "Go on ahead Gohan! You don't need to ask me to go up there! I honestly think that you are the only one who goes up there now a days."
Gohan gave a respectful bow to Ms. Briefs, "Thank you!" With that, he turned on his heal and ran up to the stairs.
The older lady watched the teen leave the room, and her smile left her face. She took a sip of her tea; 'I hope Gohan doesn't get himself into trouble.' She placed an elbow on the table and placed her chin on her hand. 'Maybe I might send Bulma out on another Dragonball quest...'
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Gohan ran up the stairs at record-breaking speeds. He absolutely LOVED how big this complex was! It was very easy for a child his age to want to run around, and explore, which he had done a while back with Bulma. He knew where everything was, what was in all the rooms, and were guests usually stayed. He too had been given a room, and he used it whenever he was here to help Bulma with one of her new experiments. He felt honored that Bulma would call him when trying out something new and dangerous.
Gohan had just finished the last set of stairs making it up to the fourth floor. He knew Bulma ran off somewhere, and he could have sworn she went to her room for some reason, and he also knew that another powerful ki was close by too... it was evil, very evil. Walking away from the stairs, he headed to the room, which contained a large library. Making his way to the room, he failed to feel a powerful ki that came down the large staircase.
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Vegeta turned his head, and he noticed the teen walking to one of the random doors of the large complex. Hoping to catch this kid by surprise, he used his ki to levitate the rest of the way to where the kid stood.
The prince was quite confused why he had spiky locks of hair. It seemed to be very unruly like that of a saiyans... and he even had his scouter on. It read the teen's power level, and he blinked. '34,239?! Wha? That IMPOSSIBLE!' thought the prince as he looked to the reading again. It must have been broken, or malfunctioning. No one's power level was THAT high... unless of course it was Frieza we were talking about at his weakest. But he had an average power level of 500,000! The fact that Vegeta didn't know was this was Gohan's power level being slightly masked.
Vegeta inwardly growled, 'I'll show that kid...'
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As Gohan opened the door to the room, a hand behind him immediately shut it loudly. The teen snapped his head around, and came face to face with the saiyan prince. Gohan scanned Vegeta's power level, and he gave a small growl.
"What do you want?" asked Gohan as he reached for the handle once more.
The prince's glare darkened, "Where do you get that power?"
Gohan slightly hesitated, "W-what power?" He felt himself being turned around, pulled up by the shirt, and slammed to the back of the wall.
"You know damn well what power I am talking about! Or are you that stupid to not know of it?" asked the prince. A smirk had graced his face as he stated the last part. He could see the teen was obviously becoming peeved.
Gohan was trying his hardest to control his anger. This insult that the prince thru at him wasn't helping one BIT! He had always been told to lay low till he knew the right time to strike out at the teen. But his pride was coming in the way, his damn pride. That little thing had always caused trouble for him, and he wasn't pleased that he had it. Gohan knew quite well that he had saiyan blood running in his veins! That was the part that he loathed about his existence. The species that he was was of a warrior race. It didn't go well with knowing he was living on a somewhat peaceful planet. He absolutely hated how his saiyan instincts would take over at the strangest times. It was happening now.
"Get your hands off of me," warned Gohan with a snarl and a deathly quiet voice.
Vegeta could only smirk. "Oh? Now you're threatening a saiyan warrior thinking you will be the victor? I don't think so."
His saiyan side was slowly taking over. Gohan tried desperately to push it back down, but it continued to rise. It was making him sick to his stomach. "Please... let me go," stated Gohan. His control was leaving.
"And why not?" asked the prince powering up, and placing his hand at the teen's chest. A deadly ki ball was centered to go thru his heart. "I think I have all right to know why you are threatening a prince!" He was taken back when he heard a low chuckle come from Gohan's lips. His head was turned down, but he was obviously mocking the older man before him. Vegeta's lip began to twitch.
"And why are you laughing right before you die? Are you THAT suicidal?" asked the prince losing his temper more and more by the second. The prince's scouter broke at that moment causing the grown warrior to wince as the machine parts exploded from his face.
Gohan looked up to the prince.
Vegeta looked to the teen's eyes. He let out a gasp. They were now teal.
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"Ah. This Earth planet is nicer than what I had thought," stated Nappa on his communicator to Raditz.
"Yes, it's a 'See it to believe it' type of thing. I was quite surprised that Kakarot had been living on this planet for so long," replied Raditz on the communicator. Nappa gave a smirk.
"And from what you saw, these humans look like saiyans?" asked the bald warrior. He waited a few seconds till Raditz made his reply.
"Yes. Some do resemble saiyans, but the differences are the hair colors and their ki's. They are incredibly weak."
Nappa placed his chin on a fist. "And what about breeding? We could form a new colony of saiyans, of course hybrids. Didn't you state that Kakarot had a brat years ago?" he asked into the scouter.
There was another pause as he waited for Raditz answer.
"Yes. The child did have a tail as all saiyans, and he obviously had no training. His ki was almost nothing." Nappa gave a hardy laugh.
"So the offspring are awfully weak too?" asked Nappa mockingly.
"I couldn't tell," replied Raditz on the communicator, "Kakarot didn't give him ANY training. He couldn't even protect himself when I took him for ransom... or in this case... for Kakarot to give up to join us for his brat's safety."
Nappa gave a slow nod. "I couldn't believe that a warrior, like him, HAD such emotions when he arrived on the space station! And he didn't even succeed in his purging missions... He HELPED the people of the planets instead!"
"Yes, it was an embarrassment at the time. But now he's changed. We should have been broken him from the start," replied Raditz.
"Yes."
The planet was coming very close, and both warriors, who were in their own space pods, were becoming eager by the moment to help out the prince and Kakarot with this 'problem' that occurred.
"Should we set our pods to land close to where Vegeta's space pod is?" asked Raditz in the communicator.
"Yes. I'll check my scouter for where the prince's location might be." And Nappa pressed the button on his scouter. The saiyans' eyes widened when the numbers whizzed by, and the numbers continued to increase dramatically. Then it exploded. Nappa winced as it sparked for a moment, then fell from his face to the ground.
"Piece of junk..." he muttered as he set the coordinated to Vegeta's space pod. 'Why were the numbers rising so fast?' he thought as he continued to press buttons on the control panel. 'Only one who posses that kind of power is Frieza...' He shook his head. "Frieza can't be there. He wouldn't spend his time on this pathetic planet... unless..." The thought of a super saiyan entered his mind. "Unless the prince reached the level!" A smirk graced his lips. "Of course!" He leaned back in his seat and waited as his space pod came closer to the planet's surface.
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Kakarot flew, and he continued without noticing the direction he was going in. Why were things turning into a direction that he didn't want? He couldn't understand why that bald man said emotions were what brought a person's strength.
He looked strait ahead and noticed his home in the distance. He gave a small smile. His home. It hadn't changed at all since he left. Kakarot landed by the front door and walked into the home smelling the sweet aroma of food. His senses could easily pick up the wonderful scent of beef slowly being cooked in the oven. He noticed his wife on the other side of the kitchen finish cleaning the dishes from breakfast. His smile became wider. She was such a hard worker.
The saiyan slowly crept up behind her, and he wrapped his arms around her waist. She froze up for a moment dropping the dish she was working, letting it slide out of her hands and into the soapy water. "Hey Chichi." He whispered those words in a soft voice.
His wife relaxed and she seemed to melt in his embrace. She looked up to him in a questioning manner. "Why are you back so early? Weren't you going training with Gohan?" she asked him.
He did give a nod before he nestled the nape of his wife's neck. "I decided I wanted to come back..."
Okay... now Chichi was becoming confused; let's not forget to state, scared. This wasn't the man that she had grown to know over these few weeks! 'He's starting to act more like... the Goku from ten years ago...' she thought sadly.
"K-Kakarot?" asked Chichi as she looked into his eyes. After many arguments, she finally gave up calling him Goku, and began to call him the saiyan name. Hopefully he would begin to trust her more...
The saiyan froze up as his wife did a few moments before. He mentally slapped himself in the face. 'Why did we have to have that argument!?' He shook his head slightly as he laid his chin on his wife's shoulder.
"Call me Goku, if you wouldn't mind..." he said lovingly to his wife.
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Bulma was currently in the library. She knew she had a book on minerals somewhere! Looking bookshelf after bookshelf, she just about gave up.
"Damn... I know I have that book somewhere!" she exclaimed to... well no one in particular. She hated when she misplaced books that she needed. Maybe she would higher a librarian one of these days to keep everything in order from categories and authors last names... She gave a frustrated growl and stomped her foot on the ground. "Now how am I going to find it?" she asked walking to the entrance of the library. She looked over the shelves that were in the room. There were about thirty shelves in all. They were completely filled with literature, science fiction, fantasy and romance, which were Bulma's personal favorites, she had non-fiction books, and news paper records stored on files and such... she even had a full shelf of manga comic books! But out of all the books she had, she couldn't find one.
"Or I could just buy another books on minerals..." muttered Bulma crossing her arms. 'But what about Gohan?' she thought. The blue haired scientist snapped her fingers. "Of course! He ALWAYS comes here!" she gave a triumphant smile and nodded her head. She went to the exit of the library and opened the door, but was thrown back by a huge gust of wind.
She gave a loud shriek as she flew back into the room and into one of the bookshelves. When her body impacted with the oak shelf, she fainted. Some of the books fell over on top of the scientist, and it caused for the bookshelf to topple over to where she lay.
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Vegeta immediately dropped Gohan when he noticed the teal eyes. The last few words that the teen had stated sounded as if they were from a mad man. Not a young innocent boy as he was known to be. He gritted his teeth. Was this child turning into the legendary supersaiyan?! Vegeta had been told he would be the first in this thousand years that had passed since the last one! How dare this child!
Gohan was now pissed. He could feel his energy peaking to it's highest, and he needed to let it go before this energy made his body explode from the inside out. So he released it with a war cry.
Vegeta was blown back to a wall, and he was becoming dizzy. What was this child doing?! He had to bring up his arm to shield from the blinding ki energy that was being thrown at him. He kept his arm up to the level of his eye to shield from the awesome power, and lowered it when he heard the crackling of what sounded like electricity.
Vegeta looked up, and a gasp escaped his lips. The boy before him had reached the legendary. The prince walked up to the teen with caution. 'Was this the child that Kakarot spoke of years ago?' he questioned himself. 'But... Raditz said he was a weakling! He didn't seem to posses an ounce of training in his life!' The golden warrior before him glared with his dangerous teal eyes. 'But that was ten years ago...' muttered Vegeta building his courage to face this warrior.
Gohan couldn't believe what was happening to him. The power that flowed in his veins was incredible! He felt invincible, he felt powerful, and he felt like a warrior... He growled at that thought. All he every wanted was a peaceful life. Basically a life that Gohan's mother had set out for him, to be a scholar. He was still studying, no doubt about that, but he was forced to train physically and mentally by his Namek teacher. A small smirk rested on his lips. And he was very grateful that Piccolo forced him into those years of intense training. This saiyan, one that had taken his father away from him, feared him. He hoped that he could run into his uncle. Then he could show that saiyan how weak he was! Gohan watched the prince before him. He was unsure of what Vegeta would do... but he did of what Gohan least expected of him.
Vegeta fell to his knees and wept. He wept tears of joy. There was finally a way out of this hellhole he had been living in for the majority of his life. Now he could taste the freedom. Sure he was angered that he wouldn't have the satisfaction of killing the tyrant... maybe he still had a chance if he remained on this planet for a few more years and trained in the gravity simulator non-stop. But he needed to know what made the teen so strong, and motivated to become a super saiyan.
"Tell me," stated Vegeta, "Tell me how you became supersaiyan."
Super Saiyan? Gohan questioned that for a moment. 'Was that what this incredible power was called?' thought Gohan as he looked at his hands and arms. He smirked as he looked back up to the prince before him.
"And why would you want to know that?" asked Gohan in a taunting voice. The male before him furrowed his brow before he snarled.
"I need to know how you reached it!" Vegeta exclaimed as he too powered up. Gohan couldn't help but chuckle at how weak Vegeta's power level was compared to his own.
"Why? So you too could posses this awesome power, and take over the universe?" asked Gohan mockingly. His eyes then became darkened, "...Or take away my father...?"
'Huh?' Vegeta blinked. Was this saiyan showing EMOTIONS?! A dark shadow seemed to loom in the eyes of the teen. He couldn't believe it. It seemed to be years of pain and torture that he had gone thru, and it sounded like it was all because his dad was taken. 'Had... Kakarot truly been a big influence in this teen's life?' questioned the prince as his lip twitched.
"Tell me. Is emotions what brought you to this level of reaching super saiyan?" asked Vegeta. He had to make sure...
"Super... saiyan?" asked Gohan raising an eyebrow. "I don't know what a super saiyan is... but I'll make sure you don't take my family away from me... again." Gohan's power burst again and more energy seemed to flow thru his veins. He charged at Vegeta screaming in rage.
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Goku felt the rage his son had, and it continued to grow. His power was increasing by the moment... and it wasn't good at all... The saiyan explained the energy that he felt to his wife, and she didn't stop him as he flew out the door.
Goku gritted his teeth. Yes, now he had wanted all his friends to call him by the name he used while here on earth. He had wanted to be called Goku. To him, the name seemed to show promise to a better future than bring back painful memories of an unwanted past. That was now what the name Kakarot gave him.
The saiyan felt out for the power levels that were close to his son's. Some of the Z warriors were in the area. They most likely were watching this event. He noticed Vegeta's ki energy. It too had increased, but not as drastically as Gohan's had. And he felt one last ki. It was very feint, but VERY close to the battle. Bulma. He shook his head. 'Why would she be in the area?! She knows she needs to get away!'
Goku gave a sigh as he looked up into the sky, but narrowed his eyes when noticed two shadowed balls coming down to the planet. They seemed to be getting bigger by the passing second. And they also seemed oddly familiar too... They came closer and closer, and they made impact with the earth.
"Space pods?!" exclaimed Goku. His eyes darkened as he powered up. It looks like he would have to be greeting his saiyan comrades. "Great... just what I need..." mumbled Goku as he saw Capsule Corps in the distance.
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Raditz stepped out of his space pod, and levitated up from the soil, which his pod landed in. He noticed Nappa not far from where he was and he looked around. Yep. This planet hasn't changed since he last arrived here.
"Vegeta should be close," stated Nappa as he pointed to the space pod about a mile away from where he was standing. Raditz faced to where the space pod was, and he turned on his scouter. His eyes widened when the numbers zoomed on his scouter, and it broke to a million pieces. Raditz winced as he dusted the shattered fragments that were once his scouter and looked to the house.
"Oh man. I can just feel that power," stated Nappa with a smirk, and with crossed arms too. "I bet Vegeta will be starting his killing spree soon," he looked to Raditz, "Should we inform him that we have arrived? Or should we start the cleaning process?"
Raditz smirked, "I think we should wait-"
"You won't be killing anything of this planet!" exclaimed a voice from above. To any saiyan, it was recognizable.
"Ah... Kakarot." The two warriors, in full uniform turned up to see the younger saiyan dressed in the orange gi, which the warriors had almost forgot that he had worn all those years ago. It was indeed ridiculous!
"What the hell are you wearing?" asked Nappa raising an eyebrow. "Your clothes are almost as blinding as the sun!"
The younger saiyan landed a few feet away from the two, his fists tight. "NEVER call me Kakarot again."
Raditz furrowed his brow, "But your name IS Kakarot. If you don't want us to call you by your birth name, then please, enlighten us on what name you would want us to call you!" stated Raditz in a mocking tone. Both older saiyans chuckled as the younger one frowned.
"I no longer want to be called Kakarot. Instead," a smirk grew on his lips, "I want to be known as Goku, Son Goku that is." Both men choked.
"What? Why do you want to be called that?! That isn't your name!" stated Raditz as he gave his brother the half-truth. 'Just how did he remember that? I thought all of those memories had been erased!'
"You know damn well that that is my name!" Goku phased out, and back in punching his brother in the gut. He toppled over as he clutched the injured flesh, and a small stream of blood came down his lip. Goku snarled at his brother, "And how DARE you take me away from my family!!!!" he created a giant ki ball and aimed it at his brother. "And how dare you LIE to me all these years!!!" He released the ball of energy, and it collided with Raditz body making him fly back several feet.
Nappa stood there dumbly. 'What is Kakarot doing?!' He watched as the younger saiyan threw his brother around like a rag doll. Raditz seemed to be completely hopeless to his brother's attacks. He growled and snuck up behind Goku, and looked for the saiyans' tail. He blinked. 'Kakarot should HAVE his tail! It grew back years ago!' What Nappa didn't know was it hid in the sash holding his uniform together. Instead, Nappa went to the next best thing. He grabbed the saiyan's and held him back before he could actually kill his severely wounded brother.
Goku growled. "Let me GO!" He tried to thrash and get his arms free of Nappa's grip, but he had more brawn than he... all attempts were useless. Goku turned back to his brother, who had the tar hammered out of him, getting back up. Yep, Raditz didn't know when to quit.
Wiping away the blood from his lip Raditz snarled at his brother, "H- how dare y-you, K-Kakarot..." Goku glared back at him as he continued to struggle in Nappa's grip.
There was a crashing of glass and concrete of the Capsule Corp complex, and a bloodied body plummeted to the earth only feet away. All saiyans were curious as he looked to the newly formed hole. Both Nappa and Raditz gasped when they identified the dying body. It was the saiyan prince, and he was holding onto life by a straw. Blood had almost covered all of his body, and his clothes were ripped and torn. His armor was almost non-existent.
"W-who has done this to our PRINCE?!" exclaimed Nappa in rage. Goku gave a silent prayer of thanks when Nappa's grip lightened up and he became free. He made sure to back up several feet away from them.
Goku looked up to the bright yellow aurora in the sky. His son slowly flew down to where his father stood.
The saiyans gasped as they noticed the teen standing beside Goku with a smirk plastering his face. Goku felt that he should take this time to brag about the super saiyan that stood before him.
"Raditz, I think you already know my son," Goku stated in a prideful voice. He looked up to Nappa, and smirked. "And yes. This is the child who didn't have a day of training when I was abducted." Fear could easily be seen in their eyes when Gohan smirked at the two as he gazed at the warriors. He then looked up to Goku. The teen's father gave him a loving smile, and he hugged his son. His voice went back to its cheerful tone, "Son, why don't you say hi to my two-saiyan comrades, Nappa, and your Uncle Raditz?"
Gohan turned his gaze to the two fearful warriors before him and a menacing smile came onto his face. "Of course, father."
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And I'll stop there for now. Yep, a cliffhanger! If the next chapter is wanted up soon, 5 reviews will be needed. Okay? Oh yeah, suggestions are welcome too!
-Takuma