Kakkhan: Giendonese Saiyan Warrior

Disclaimer: I don't own Dragonball/Z/GT, but I do own Janden, the Laniins, the other races not including Human, the planet Giendon, a few techniques, and a handful of other things that are my creation alone.

A/n: Edited for a glaring lack of appropriate formatting and the ugly rulers.

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Chapter Three: Brotherly Reunions

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Translated Laniin

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It was two years after the kidnapping of Gohan. Goku and the others had slowly moved on, now speaking of Gohan was if he were dead, although Goku and Chichi still held hope. As the old saying goes, "No news is good news". Life moved around them in an endless circle with Death dancing along. To their immense dismay, Gohan was starting to slip from Chichi's and Goku's minds, fueled even more by the short time they had had with him before he died. Sure, they looked at the photos they had of him, but that didn't remind them of how Gohan sounded, or how he greeted his father and mother. The pictures were the only things that his parents would be sure to keep in memory to him for as long as they lived.

Goku and Chichi were visiting Bulma and the rest of the Z-gang on Kame Island. Laughter had returned to this two, and smiles pranced over their faces as their voices rippled in the air talking about the things they most loved. But lurking in the back of their eyes was pain pushed back as the memories of Gohan slipped away, not to be recovered until much later. Oolong, Puar, and Master Roshi had been told of the news of Gohan, but they did not bring the subject up, for they too had begun to forget the horrible tragedy as Time went on and healed wounds old and new.

Suddenly, Goku's head shot up. A powerful ki was coming, and it didn't feel friendly. The ki kept coming, until a figure could be clearly seen against the sky. The strange thing about the figure, it was flying. It wasn't flying like Goku did, on the Nimbus, it flew completely alone, without support of any kind from anything. The Z-gang kept watching the figure, watching it get closer until it had landed on the ground on Kame Island. They gaped at the person standing before them. He had on a black leather spandex typical of the Saiyans early on in the DBZ episodes. His hair grew in shocking black spikes all the way past his shoulders, his waist, to his ankles. The Scouter on the newcomer's eye glinted in the sunlight, and his tail, his tail!, unwrapped from his waist to point at Goku.

Radditz had arrived. And he was not happy!

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Sometime Later

"Then perhaps taking your weak Human wife will convince you to change your mind!" The line raced through Goku's mind as he followed Piccolo on the Nimbus as they flitted through their air towards the mountains in chase of Goku's long lost brother, Radditz the Saiyan. Piccolo had shown up some time after Radditz had departed, claiming a temporary truce in the light of Radditz' appearance on Earth. Goku had been dubious, but willing. After all he had lost one member of his precious family, he couldn't afford to lose two! It was enough that Gohan was gone, but the though of losing Chichi was too much to bear.

At last they landed, where Radditz was standing next to a huge crater. A weird space pod was in the middle of the crater, and Radditz was preparing to push Chichi into the pod. At the signal of his Scouter, he looked around and spotted his little brother. He grinned sanguinely and shoved Chichi to the side. Chichi dropped to the ground with a faint harpy shriek, causing Goku's boiling blood to rise again.

"So, Kakkarot, are you ready to join me and regain your Saiyan heritage back?" Radditz' crude voice cut through the air, jarring the eardrums of any who heard it.

Goku shot back, "Never! And my name's not Kakkarot, it's Goku!"

"No, Kakkarot is your real name! You won't join me, eh? Well then, your loss is my gain. Perhaps we could do something with your wife…" Glancing at Chichi, "No, she's a hopeless case. Oh well, she'll go to her doom as soon as I take care of the stupid baka that is my brother!"

Turning back to Goku, Radditz smirked as Piccolo stepped forward to stand by Goku.

"Formed a team, eh? Well then, bring it on!" Radditz dashed by them and elbowed them both in the back. The duo of Piccolo and Goku fell to the ground.

"How pathetic. Can't even take an elbow in the back. I might as well give up on you, Kakkarot."

Goku snarled and got up from the ground. Radditz smirked and got on the ready again. The whole scene then goes on like in DBZ, only with Chichi bashing Radditz on the head with her frying pan in place of Gohan rising to meet his uncle's threat to his father. Raditz never new what hit him, as Goku grabbed him by the arms and stood behind him.

"Piccolo! Do it!"

Piccolo nodded and fired up his Spirit Beam Cannon as Radditz' eyes widened and he strained to get away. He broke his younger brother's wrists doing this, but couldn't get out of the way. Piccolo shot the Cannon toward Radditz and Goku, having to fend off Chichi as the Cannon stabbed through the armor spandex Raditz wore from front to behind and out of the body to the younger Saiyan behind him, passing through him to crash in the mountains far away.

Radditz and Goku fell to the ground. Looking up at Piccolo, Radditz told him that his Saiyan Prince would be coming ina year, and that they were coming for the Dragonballs. At last he grinned savagely and relaxed, passing on to the Other World and ultimately HFIL.

Chichi, meanwhile, was sobbing over Goku.

"Why, Goku, why? Why did you do that? Tell me, why?"

Her husband struggled to get up from the ground, wincing. He slid back to the ground with a groan, and simply said, "Gohan."

With that last word, Goku, the world's savior and protector passed away into the Other World for the first, but not the last, time.

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Same Time, Planet Giendon

Kakkhan watched in fascination as the Saiyans fell to the ground. He, his friend Balannon, and Janden were watching the Saiyans fight. Kakkhan wondered who the fighter in orange was, and the woman that kneeled over him. Something stirred in his heart at the sight of them, but what the meaning of that was, he didn't know. Kakkhan was still a chibi at six Giendonese years old, which translates into four years old in Earth time. The green man, a Namekian as Janden called his race, was unfamiliar up to a point.

They watched as the Namekian held the thrashing Human woman in his arms. He took off into the air, and Kakkhan groaned in disappointment as the bodies of the two Saiyans disappeared, no doubt on the Snake Way to the Other World.

Balannon grinned at Kakkhan. Ever the bloody-minded savage, aren't you, Kakkhan? Kakkhan's friend was short and plump, with stringy ginger blond hair raked over his oddly shaped head. Balannon was a Gorthan, and his blue skin, face, and body stature were all typical of Gorthans. The only thing unusual about Balannon that differed from other Gorthans, he had three fingers on each of his four hands instead of four fingers. Amongst Balannon's clan, three fingers were a sign of great betrayal, and they had sent him to Giendon to get him off their planet. There he had met Kakkhan, and they had been best friends for four years.

In four years, Kakkhan's martial arts skills had improved greatly. Now he was studying the Saiyan Ki Arts, or the things that Saiyans (and other races, in the case of the first three) do with their ki: flying, making ki balls, telepathy and empathy, and going Super Saiyan. When he had begun, Aslib, his ki teacher, had given him an armband, much like the ones on the left arm of many warriors taught at Giendon. The armband was actually a ki damper, in the disguise of decoration. Now no one could sense hi ki, even if he was right next to the person. Kakkhan had a feeling he would need that in the future. Whenever the Saiyan thought about the future, he always had a feeling like someone walking over his grave, whatever that means.

In academics, Kakkhan was also thriving. He had learned to read and write not only in Laniin, but also in Earthling Japanese and English too. He could figure out problems in his head that the most learned Earthling scholar write out on paper. Kakkhan also knew many things about Earth. But he had lots more to learn, and he was going to have fun too. In his leisure time, when Kakkhan was not fighting or reading, he would take up a brush and a piece of rice paper, and write stories in Japanese characters. The stories were usually written in the traditional way of the Laniins, but sometimes he explored other races' points of view, and wrote Human, Gorthan, Qwithi, Raelin, Wyrnth, and Iogoroth stories.

But for now, Kakkhan just laughed at his friend's statement. He shook his black spiky hair out of his eyes and answered his friend, jokingly, It's not like you are exactly a warrior either. Balannon just grinned.

Janden joined in on the conversation. Come, Boy, come Gorthano, let us resume your training. After all, you must be ready for the final exams in Desert Moon (1) for this year.

The two young ones groaned good-naturedly and followed Janden to the second and third training domes, where Aslib and Iyo, Balannon's teacher, were waiting for them.

Kakkhan eagerly stepped in the second G-dome. Aslib himself levitated in meditation two feet in the air. Kakkhan joined him, on the ground. They did this meditation every day in the morning when Kakkhan came into the G-dome for his martial arts training. I guess we Humans would call it his PE class. After one minute of extensive meditation, Aslib unfolded his long legs and tried to punch Kakkhan lightly. Kakkhan slid back as he felt his master's presence coming toward him in a light fist. Aslib grinned slightly.

You are getting better, Boy. Now, let's see your control of your ki.

Kakkhan nodded resignedly and opened his eyes. He watched calmly as Aslib went into a defensive stance. When Aslib nodded to him, Kakkhan stood up and brought up his hand. A fiery ki ball formed on his palm that fought to erupt from Kakkhan's mental hold and go wild. Kakkhan, however, merely smiled. At last the ki ball settled down into an ordinary ki ball. Kakkhan threw the ball at his teacher. Aslib decided to try and dodge it this time, see if Kakkhan had as much control over the ball as he thought he did. Dodging to the side, Aslib threw up his arms as the ki followed him.

A big BOOM! followed as Aslib's arms met the force of Kakkhan's ki ball. As usual after a big ki explosion, smoke obscured the arena. When it cleared, Kakkhan was frowning. Aslib, standing beside him, asked,

Why are you frowning, my Boy?

Kakkhan looked up briefly before answering, I'm frowning because I could have had better control on the ki when it followed you. It kind of escaped me at the end.

Aslib's face took on a pleased expression. I'm glad you spotted that. If you had not, I would have drilled you in the head with that until you finally got it. Luckily for you and me, I don't have to.

Kakkhan laughed. Then his teacher sprang from him to a spot opposite his student, and said, Let's do that again. And this time, don't relax at the end!

Yes, Master.

Kakkhan formed the ki ball again. This time it came out perfectly round, with no flames radiating out of the sphere in a miniature imitation of a star. The child Saiyan launched the ball at his teacher. Not waiting, Aslib ducked. Like before, the ki ball altered its course to follow the teacher's movements. This time, though, it wreaked a lot more damage on Aslib than the first ki ball of the day. Aslib staggered a step back from the blow, bruises all over his face. Peering between his arms to his student, he couldn't see Kakkhan. Then a glimpse of green gi flashed to his right, to his left, and back again. Aslib prepared for an attack from behind, from above, from the front, and from the left, thinking his student would try to attack him from those places.

He never knew what hit him from the right. Kakkhan had seen he had fooled his teacher into thinking he would attack from any place but the right, and he had changed his mind about attacking from the front. Aslib turned on his student's concentrated face and punched him in the nose. Or tried to. Kakkhan dodged the blow and came up under Aslib's arm to punch his teacher in the stomach. But Aslib deflected that and brought his knee up, catching his student in the chin. Kakkhan recovered from that and brought his hands up. Aslib grinned ferociously, he liked this. All of a sudden, Kakkhan disappeared. Aslib didn't lose his cool, but closed his eyes and searched for his student's presence (2). He had a little difficulty, for Kakkhan had been practicing lowering his presence on his own.

Kakkhan, as silent as ever, reappeared behind his sparring partner. He fired the ki beam, powering up his ki as he did so. It was only when the beam was directly behind Aslib that he turned around. His eyes widened and he hurriedly dropped into a defensive stance, throwing his arms over his face. He was too slow. The beam roared past his arms and blasted half of Aslib's face off. Thudding to the ground, Aslib felt a little dizzy. Although he was the supreme expert on Saiyan might, he had never before fought one up close and personal. One could understand Aslib's feeling of being overwhelmed.

Suddenly, Aslib indistinctly made out someone standing over him. Grinning exhilaratedly, he told Kakkhan, I think it's time I taught you how to fly.

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Snake Way, the Otherworld

"Hey, how long is the Snake Way to King Kai's world?" Goku asked the driver, who was blue, of a truck puttering around on Snake Way.

"Ten thousand kilometers," he replied.

"TEN THOUSAND KILOMETERS? Are you kidding me?!" Goku stood and scratched his head. 'How am I going to run ten thousand kilometers in one day? Hey, I know!' Turning back to the truck guy, Goku discovered that the truck was already on its way.

"HEY! YOU! COME BACK HERE!" Goku started running to catch up with the truck. When he did, he asked, "Hey, can I catch a ride for a little while? Just to narrow the distance between me and King Kai's planet?"

The little blue dude in the driver's seat shrugged and said, "Sure. You'll have to sit in the back, though. I don't have any room for you in the front seat next to me."

"Thanks!" Goku hopped in the back and settled himself. He shoulda done it securely, as we all know, but he didn't, so that's that. He thought about what Gohan would have done if he had been in the same circumstances as his father, and chuckled at the image. Then the truck moved, and Goku lay on his back, ready to remember his son for what he had been, and not what he would have been.

After a while, the driver was managing a particularly difficult curve in the winding Snake Way. He took it sharply. Unfortunately, Goku wasn't secure in the back of the truck enough, and he went flying off. The truck dude never stopped and looked back to see if Goku was on or not. He just kept driving.

With a "Whoops," Goku fell off the Snake Way and into the yellow clouds around it.

Since it would be way too much space for me to write what's next, let's just say that everything happens just like Dragonball Z, only without Gohan. Chichi and Bulma keep each other company, and Piccolo keeps to himself, like always. Chichi was really in a bad state now, having just recovered (not quite) from losing Gohan. Now she's lost Goku. She could be seen often with a sad look on her face. Living with Bulma seemed to do Chichi a load of good after a few years, however. She hardly ever cried anymore at this stage of her life.

On Goku's side, he was busy trying to get to King Kai's planet. He had just emerged from King Yemma's drawer and set himself on the Snake Way again.

Far out in space, two spaceships were coming at an incredible speed from a newly blown up planet. The ball-like pods were destined for Earth, on a mission to find out why it had bot been blown up yet.

On Giendon, Kakkhan and Balannon continued their studies. Kakkhan was learning how to fly and how to do several techniques. Some of them were the Warphole technique, the Instant Transmission technique, and the Masenko Beam. Later, Kakkhan would also learn the Spirit Blade technique. He had learned the difference between ki and one's presence, and learned to sense them both at once. Now his fighting studies revolved around developing his telepathic abilities and aiming for the ascension before Super Saiyan.

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(1) Desert Moon—April. April on Giendon is a month of raging winds and desert sand.

(2) Presence—The difference between ki and presence is that in here, ki is the energy signature of the body. Presence is the energy signature of the soul. Presence is harder to detect than ki, but much more worthwhile. However, presence cannot be detected far away, like ki can. So it would be to the advantage of a fighter to be able to sense both energy signatures individually and at once.

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SNEAK PREVIEW OF: Arrival of the Saiyans

Kakkhan's ki swept up in a fury, his presence soaring along with it. Aslib had just dealt him a dirty trick, and Kakkhan was now acting upon it. A wind whisked into the G-dome. Kakkhan obtained an aura with white edging. His power rose to its full potential in that level, seemingly overtaking Kakkhan in its journey. Kakkhan ceased his screaming, and glared royally at Aslib. His teacher was grinning, finally having pushed his student overboard to reach the ascension before Super Saiyan. Kakkhan had been on the verge for so long, Aslib had thought that Kakkhan would never reach it. Well, now, he finally had.

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Edited 06.29.07