Chapter 1: Captured!
"Chichi, do'ya think this will be enough for firewood?"
Goku's wife came out drying her hands on her aparin. She giggled slightly when she saw Goku set down the the last logs he had chopped, from the tree he brought back, in a huge pile. "You don't think it might be too much?" she asked still smiling. "What will we do with so much wood?"
"Well, it's better to have it and not need it then need it and not have enough, right?" Goku said as he set the logs down. "Where's Gohan, we're going to be late."
"I sent him out to play after lunch," Chichi said. "He shouldn't be too far away."
"I'll pick him up on my way then. Nimbus! Are you sure you don't want to come with Chichi?"
"No, you two go on ahead. But make sure you're back for dinner, Gohan still has school in the morning. I don't want you to keep him out past his bedtime."
"Yes dear," Goku replied as he climbed abode his familure golden cloud of speed. "I'll see you later Chichi." He gave her a little smile as she kissed him goodbye. "And don't worry about me forgetting when to come back; have I ever been late for dinner?" They said their final goodbyes and Goku sped off towards his son's familure energy signal. He was so in tuned with it that he didn't sense the greater one approaching.
Piccolo sat at his usual meditation spot as always, but today he couldn't focus on his mental training. The feeling of something big about to happen kept pressing on his mind. It was the calm before the storm; he could feel that Earth, although he wasn't as well in turned with it compared to it's natural inhabitants, was bracing herself for something bad. And on top of the thought of something bad happening, he kept feeling the urge to head towards Goku's house but he merely shook that off as a craving to pick a fight with his arch rival.
A chi, a great one, approaching from space. Surrounded by it was pure evil, but it radiated with fear. As it drew closer Piccolo began to see it wasn't just one, it was several hundred chis in a big group. Make that several hundred thousand. No, hundred million; the number was uncountable. Most of them were so weak, they but merely touched Piccolo's senses with a feather stroke before disappearing behind a bigger one. Even so, that many number of soldiers could mean nothing good. And then there was the hugest one. That one alone would be hard to take out alone.
Piccolo took off towards Goku's house. Knowing the young fighter, he would want to try and stop whatever it was that was coming but Piccolo knew that alone he'd wouldn't even stand a snowflake's chance in Hell.
It wasn't the first time Piccolo had to team up with Goku against an enemy they each couldn't possibly beat, as he recalled the fight that happened not long ago against Garlic jr. 'We had been lucky last time. Fate might not be so generous this time,' Piccolo noted to himself.
"Looks like a Saiyan alright!" said Captian Ginyu as he held up a limp Gohan by his tail. "But this can't possilby be the one we're looking for, he's way to young."
"Well, he was sent here when he was a baby, right? He woulda grown up some, right Captian?" came Racoom's deep voice. "I mean, he an't in dipers no more."
"Well, you're right about that," the Captian said. "But he didn't grow up a little, he grew up a lot! Try 20 years! This one is still a toddler. The Saiyan we're looking for has to be an adult by now, I'll be willing to bet this might be his offspring."
"Doesn't that make them more dangerous?" asked Burtur. "I hear Saiyans are very protective of their young and other family members, that's why Frieza kept them all separated. What do you think we should do with the boy?"
"Well," Captain Ginyu said holding the boy in his arms at a better angle to examine his face. "We came here and decided to look for the highest powerlevel for then we'd find the Saiyan. However, the highest powerlevel is his at 710 and that's because he fell into a river...Saiyans have been known to be able to manipulate chi and powerlevels on their own with out the help of machines like most all of our other soldiers...I reckon the Saiyan we want has his condensed so our scouters can't sense it."
"So we go on looking then?" asked Guldo.
"No," their captain replied petting Gohan's hair. "We don't have to do that anymore. As Burtur pointed out, Saiyans are very protective of their young. Now that we have this little boy, it's only a matter of time before our Saiyan comes looking for him. When he finds us holding him hostage, all we need to do is threaten to kill the boy if he doesn't cooperate and he'll walk right into the palms of our hands."
"How do you think he got a son if he was the only Saiyan sent to this world?" asked Jaice.
Burtur shrugged. "Perhaps we later sent a female Saiyan thinking this one died."
"No," said Captain Ginyu. "There were no other Saiyans. Haven't you noticed what the inhabitans of this world look like? They're almost identicall to Saiyans. I wouldn't be surprised if their sexual organs and the way they produce young was close if not identical as well. Once we have the original Saiyan we came for, we'll take both him and his son back to the ship. Let Frieza deal with the father however he wants, I'll advise him to run tests on the boy to see if he really is only half Saiyan."
"And if he is?" asked Guldo
"Well, this planet certainly won't be around for much longer."
"Pity," said Jaice as he took a look around at the landscape. "It was a really pretty planet; would've been a nice to make another base. And I'll bet the price would've been huge."
"Well, it wasn't our call to make gentlemen," said the captain. "Lets head back to the pods and wait for our Saiyan guest."
"Where's Goku!"
Chichi screamed and turned around, bearing a knife she had been using to cut up vegetables. "You! What do you want? Get out of my house! Leave my family alone! You can't fight my husband now, I forbid it! Get out! What are you doing! Don't come in- Don't get any closer! I have a knife you know! I know how to use it! I'll slit you're throat, I swear I'll do it!"
Piccolo ignored her threats and closed the few feet between him and Chichi, getting as close as she would allow him to. "Where is Goku, Mrs. Son?" he asked more calmly hoping that she'd settle down and tell him. Of course she didn't.
"I told you to get out. Now, I'm giving you till the count of three to listen. If you refuse, I will not hesitate to kill you. One..."
"I don't want to fight your husband right now! I need to discuss something with him..."
"Two..."
"He isn't even home, is he?"
"THREE!" Chichi attacked her intruder but Piccolo, being much more experienced then her, grabbed the hand holding the knife and thrust it into the air. Her grip on the weapon loosened and Piccolo grabbed it with his other hand before spinning Chichi around and pressing the knife to her neck. The fight was over in less then two seconds.
"Now you see here," Piccolo whispered in Chichi's ear. "You've just really pissed me off, I'd love to shed your blood right now. However, I have something I need to take care of and don't have the time to watch you die a slow, painful death. Now, this planet is mine and mine alone; I will rule over it one day and anyone who trys to stop me will be killed. But something's coming this way, something evil, and I intend to stop it from whatever it plans to do to Earth. Now I will ask you again and I want you to answer truthfully, where is Son Goku?"
"With his friends, he left barely 10 minutes ago. He went to pick up our son first so he may still be on his way...You won't hurt Gohan will you?"
Piccolo didn't reply at first. Then he said, sounding very tightly wound, "where is your son?"
"Oh please don't hurt him!" Chichi begged as she began to cry. "He's my only son, he's only four years old! He didn't do anything wrong! Please take my life-"
"No, I meant what was your son doing!"
"He was playing in the woods! Please, please don't hurt him..."
"They're here...They're after Goku!"
"Who's here? Who's after Goku? What's going on?"
Piccolo dropped Chichi and fled to the front door. He stopped and stabbed the knife into the door frame hard enough that it was too deep for Chichi to pull free by herself. "Stay here till I get back. Don't move and find a place to hide where no one will see you, like a closet. But be prepared to run." Chichi didn't need to be told twice anymore, she scrambled into her son's room and slammed the door. Piccolo trusted her to do as he said and took off towards the battling chi in the forest that was the Son's backyard.
Goku frowned a bit when he began having trouble finding Gohan in the woods. The trees were thick and nothing could be seen through them, but Goku could sense his son's energy, which was moving but to where Goku couldn't quite figure out. And it was wavering. Like any other parent, Goku began running a series of horrible events in his head all ending with Gohan dying very painfully or calling for him or Chichi while alone and scared and bloody. This didn't help the panic that was building up inside him.
"Gohan!" Goku cried loudly over the forest. No reply. "GOHAN!" he shouted louder. "GOHAN, WHERE ARE YOU?"
'His energy, focus more on where that is,' a voice inside Goku said, his internal instinct. Quick to follow it's advice, he found that Gohan was above him rather then below him. 'But Gohan can't fly,' Goku reasoned as he looked up at a cloud. 'How could he ever get up there then?' The cloud pulled away and reviled five figures flying overhead, each bearing a frighteningly high, and ver evil, powerlevel way out of Goku's league. The one in the front was carrying a little boy of about four with an energy level identical to-
"GOHAN!" Goku cried as he shot up after the five. The one he was aiming for, the one in the lead, saw him before he could get close enough to grab Gohan. Ginyu sidestepped Goku's assault and the other four members of his crew quickly tried to head Goku off as he rounded for another try at getting his son. "Give me back my son!"
"That's our Saiyan! Surround him! Don't let him get away!" called Ginyu dodging another of Goku's swipes at him. As the others struggled to get a hold on him, then struggled to hold him still, Captain Ginyu gathered a strong ball of chi in the hand he wasn't using to hold Gohan's tail and pressed it to the boy's head before whistling to get Goku's attention.
"GIVE HIM BACK!" Goku roared, pushing Guldo off of his left shoulder. "I am NOT playing with you, give him back or I'll-"
"We aren't playing either Saiyan," Ginyu said. "We have orders from our Lord to bring you back alive. Now, wiether you want to come with us unconscientious or awake is up to you. And wiether you want your son to die or not is also up to you. I would suggest the latter on both accounts, it's the easiest path to take."
"That's funny," Goku said watching his son and the grip his captor had on him. "I've never been known for taking the easy way out."
"Not even when your own son's life is at stake?"
"You make a good point. But you don't need to hold my son. Just let him go. As long as you leave him alone, I'll do whatever you want, I promise."
"I'm afraid we can't do that. You see, this boy is half of you, half Saiyan. Our master, I'm sure, would love to examine him. But I doubt Lord Frieza would care if we brought him back dead; more reason to cut him open and take a look inside you know. Besides, if we let him go, then we have no absolute garentee you'd give us your full cooraperation."
"I understand," Goku said. "You don't trust me; well, I can't say the feeling isn't mutral."
"Just hold still," said Racoom, letting go of Goku's torso, but not his right wrist. "You may wake up with a slight headache, but it will only hurt for a split second." He pulled back his hand and knocked Goku on the back of the head hard enough that he was unconscientious as soon as Racoom touched him.
"You sure this is our guy?" asked Guldo examining Goku's face. "Where's his tail?"
"A good question," added Ginyu. "It would've made it easier to capture him, but I think we did a good job. Lets go men."
Then suddenly, there came a blast of chi which hit the hand Captain Ginyu was using to hold Gohan. The boy was instantly released and fell, screaming, into the hands of Piccolo. "It's really pathic that you'd take his son hostage just because you're afraid to fight him!" he said.
"A Namek!" scoffed Racoom. "Well, that's a surprise; I didn't think they inhabitated any other planet but their own homeworld."
"Forget why he's here!" called the captain. "He's got the boy! I want that Namek dead!"
Piccolo cursed as he dodged a chi blast. Gohan had completely frozen up. Clinging to Piccolo's shirt, he burried his face so deep Piccolo had to wonder how the boy could breathe. But he didn't have much time to think about Gohan before he was thrown into a fight against three opponates, one he might be lucky enough to at least knock unconscientious but the other two he didn't have a chance against on his own. And on top of everything he had Gohan crippling him. 'Damn it!' Piccolo swore to himself and he began dropping altitude. He ducked into the forest, compressing his engergy so low he cloudn't fly, and made a break to shake off the two that followed. At least Gohan wasn't screaming anymore.
Captain Ginyu rubbed his hand tenderly. "Give him here Racoom," he said, indicating the unconscientious Goku in his arms. "I'll take him back to Frieza, you go help the others get the boy. And what are you standing aroud for Guldo! Use your Time Freeze to catch them!"
Guldo rolled his four eyes and took off after his team mates while Racoom handed over Goku. "So it's okay to kill them both then?" he asked.
"Try to bring back the body of the boy, but yes, I don't care about either of their safety," Ginyu said as he took the sleeping Saiyan into his arms. And the two went their seprate ways with their separate missions.
End Chapter 1!