Disclaimer: Even in the chapters 5-9 I don't own DBZ

Continued from Chapter 5: Bad Move

Two hours later, Korosu wakes up, vaguely remembering his body's disobedience and his new transformation. He picked up Shibo's corpse and set her down in the river, wishing her good luck in death. Korosu walked home, and cried the whole trip.

As Korosu walks in the door, he sees his three children: Kurai, Yoru, and Hakai huddled on the couch, asleep.

"I'm sorry children, It won't happen again…" Korosu walks slowly to his training room.

Chapter 6: Years After-

Korosu closes his eyes and transforms into SSJ, his hair ascended and golden

"Only in Ten Thousand years a Super Saiyan is born. Nine thousand, nine hundred and ninety three years have passed since the last one was born. Maybe in ten thousand years, a saiyan is born super, while others must obtain it. But I transformed into something more back there, I wasn't surrounded in gold, but pure light…"

Korosu powers up, his aura flickering violently in the air, like a massively fed fire. Korosu thinks to himself, "This is my maximum, I can't go higher" Korosu stop and reverts back to normal.

"What happened back there?"

Korosu walks back out to find his children awake and sitting on the couch.

"Dad, where's mommy?" Yoru asked

"Mommy went to sleep Yoru"

"When will mommy wake up?"

"She wont, Mommy fell into a deep sleep, but she'll be dreaming about you, your brother and sister"

"We'll never see mommy again?"

"Maybe, maybe when you're older…"

Hakai wakes up, yawns, and puts on his shirt, tunic, socks, and boots. It's been 6 years since the death of his mother, Him being 12, as is his sister Yoru, and Kurai recently turning 6 herself; He walks out of his room to see Yoru cooking, his Dad in the training room, and Kurai at the table, waiting to be served her fish.

"'Morning…"

"Good Morning Hakai, you want some fish?"

"No, I'm fine"

Kurai interrupts, "Awwww, but she makes the bestest fishes!"

"I know Kurai, but I'm not hungry"

Kurai pouts, "Hmph!"

"Dad said he wants you to help him train Hakai, I helped him this morning"

"Alright"

Hakai walks into the training room

"You wanted me?"

"Yes, Hakai, Today I'll let you choose a weapon to defend yourself with, You may only choose one, and you may only choose one if you successfully land a hit on me."

"Um, ok…"

Both Hakai and Korosu get into fighting positions, Hakai dashes at his father, throwing punches and kicks, his father moving and dodging with ease. Hakai throws a punch to his fathers gut; Korosu spins away, Hakai throws more punches to his head and mid-section, each resulting in the same. Hakai, getting frustrated, swiftly kicks at Korosu's side, easily dodged, Hakai flips over his father and spins around, landing a backhand on Korosu. Korosu reacts quickly, powers up to Super Saiyan then spins around, thrusting his foot into Hakai, who is sent flying into one of the lightly padded walls.

Korosu powers down, noticing what he had done. He walks over to the limp body.

"Sorry Hakai, I didn't mean to hit you so hard. You can hear me but it will be very difficult to move, so don't…" Korosu is cut off as Hakai, struggling, pulls himself up. Korosu says to himself, "Damn, He's no ordinary Saiyan"

Hakai says weakly, "Ow… Can I have my weapon now?"

"Tonight, along with your sister, go get some rest"

"Yes sir..." Hakai limps out the door.

Chapter 7: Another Threat?-

Hakai and Yoru sit in the training room, Hakai rubbing his sore arm from earlier, their father walks in after putting Kurai to sleep.

"Ok, into this room children"

All three walk into the room, Hakai and Yoru never noticed it before. Weapons fill the room, from shiny and sharp to small and piercing to heavy and damaging. Hakai and Yoru's mouths gape in awe at all the weapons. Hakai says in curiosity,

"Where'd you get 'em…?"

"I made them, I've been making them since I was little, then I moved and was unable to make them."

"Where'd you move from?"

"From Vege…Um, uh, Vector Town"

"Oh…"

"Ok, Hakai, Yoru, choose a weapon, pick the one that you feel suits you most"

Both Yoru and Hakai nod as they walk around examining every weapon.

"I like this one" Hakai points to a Hanzo sword shining on the wall.

Yoru looks around some more and points to a blade with razor sharp, rigid edges.

"I like this one!"

Korosu picks up the Hanzo sword and swiftly slices the air with it, nods, and puts it back on the wall. He walks over to Yoru and picks up the sword, and slices the air horizontally. To Hakai and Yoru's surprise, the rigid edges were connected to a chain, extending to 8 feet from the hilt with each slash, connecting itself when it wasn't in use.

"Very nice…" Korosu puts the blade back on the wall, and picks up a small chain next to it and hands it to Yoru; Grabs a small half-sized sword/knife and hands it to Hakai.

"These are to train you for the weapon of your choice, when you can flawlessly use the these weapons, I'll allow you to have your weapons of choice."

Both Hakai and Yoru nod as their father leads them back into the training room.

"First I'll teach you the basics…"

Hakai wakes up, yawns, and puts on his shirt, tunic, socks, and boots. Another six months have gone by and thick snow has started to fall. As he walks out the door, he picks up his scabbard, which holds his knife. He sees Yoru cooking fish, and Kurai eating her morning bowl of fish. He walks to the training room subconsciously, where his dad is doing push-ups.

"Four million, nine-hundred ninety-nine thousand, nine hundred ninety nine…Five Million…"

"I'm ready Dad"

Korosu jumps up to his feet and stands up straight.

"This is the last one, prepare yourself"

Hakai nods as his Father takes out his blade, super sharp black onyx with a moon crescent cut in the right edge of the blade, making it more dangerous…

"Go."

Hakai dashes at Korosu as his Father swiftly moves his head to avoid the deadly horizontal slash that followed. Hakai pushes off of the ground flipping over coming down hard; Korosu takes a step to the side for an easy dodge. Hakai and his father start throwing slashes at each other; each blocked successfully by the other. –CLING- -CLANG- -CLONG- The blades came in contact with each other over and over, until finally, Hakai fakes left and went right, slicing a gash in his Father's arm. Korosu drops his blade and smiles at Hakai as he passed his final test. Korosu stands up and stands still for a few minutes, Hakai panting, but watching carefully. After awhile, beads of sweat start falling from his father's forehead as the gash slowly disappears and Korosu's arm fully heals. Hakai's eyes widen in surprise as his father walks over to him, patting him the shoulder.

"Good job."

A knock on the door is heard, Korosu looks in the direction and walks toward it.

"Odd, who else knows where I live?"

Hakai follows his father to the door, sitting down on the couch.

Korosu puts his hand on the doorknob and in that split instant a blade slices through the door…

Korosu easily dodges the blade and Hakai reacts by jumping off the couch ready to fight.

"Hakai, get your two sisters and hide."

Hakai nods and obeys immediately, explaining to Yoru and grabbing Kurai, running for the back of the house. Korosu kicks the door, breaking it from the hinges; the intruder jumping away and Korosu walking out.

The intruder dressed in ripped green clothing, his muscles bulging slightly.

"Evenas?" Korosu asks in curiosity.

The intruder growls and dashes at Korosu, Korosu putting his foot out, kicking him further away from the house.

He growls, "My name is Jago! Evenas was my father! I will destroy you for killing him!"

"Oh, Don't rush it, 'Jago', You're damn father killed my wife."

"You deserved it asshole!"

Korosu looked at Jago with hatred

"I deserved it! I deserved to have my wife killed because your damn father was…"

Korosu is cut off as Jago's foot hits him hard in the back, skidding to a stop. Korosu pushes himself up, shaking off the snow…