AN: Thank you , everyone who reviewed. There is nothing more inspiring then getting a few nice reviews. I've spent a lot of time making an outline of where I want to go from here, so hopefully chapters will be coming out pretty quick. We'll see though. Anyhow, here's the chapter thingy you guys were waiting for.


Krillin rubbed his shoulder as he walked away from his training session with Tien. I can't believe I can keep up with Tien now. I remember when even Goku lost to him. Hmm... I wonder where Goku is now? Krillin stopped dead in his tracks, slapping his forehead. What a stupid question! He swiveled around and headed for the kitchen.

Inside the kitchen, Goku was sitting in front of an empty table, and he looked as if he was about to cry. Krillin tilted his head to one side. "What's the matter, Goku?"

Goku hung his head and sighed. "The inboard computer said I can't have any more food today. Something about rationing for the trip."

Krillin chuckled. "Well, we do have a few more days in this hunk of metal. You don't want to run out of food, do you?"

Goku's eyes bulged out. "That... that wouldn't happen, would it? It couldn't! C...could it?..."

"The way you eat, anything's possible."

Goku grinned. "Well then, we should get out of this kitchen. The smell is driving me crazy!"

Krillin and Goku left the kitchen and began aimlessely walking around.

Goku rubbed the back of his neck, smiling. "We sure have come a long way, haven't we, Krillin?"

Krillin nodded. "Remember when we used to train with old man Roshi?"

"Yeah, those were the days. And now we're heading off to fight some crazy alien from space."

"How are you holding up?"

Goku gave Krillin a confused look. "What do you mean?"

Krillin shook his head. "Well, you did just find out you were an alien. How does that make you feel?"

"Well, I always was special, even as a kid. It doesn't bother me much."

"Really?"

Goku nodded. "And even if I am an alien, I was still raised on earth. I still trained on Kame Island, and I was still raised by my grandpa. Being an alien doesn't change any of that, so it doesn't bother me."

Krillin smiled. "I guess I hadn't thought of it like that."

"Yep."

"You always were a simple guy, Goku."

Goku grinned. "I guess I should take that as a compliment."

Goku and Krillin walked past the training room. "Hey, Krillin! Raditz told me that they have some pretty serious training equipment here. Wanna take a crack at it?"

Krillin shook his head. "Tien and I just went a round in there. I think I'll pass."

Goku nodded. "Okay. I think I'm gonna go try it out. I'll catch ya later."

Krillin waved and kept walking. Maybe I'll try to finish that meditation Tien pulled me out of. Raditz said that all the walls on this ship are ki resistant, so I won't have to worry about damaging anything if I need to release all my energy. Krillin took a seat in the corner of the hall and closed his eyes. Without even meaning to, his mind wandered to the days before he had met Goku.


"Hey, little Krillin!"

An eight year old Krillin turned his head in fear. Just as he thought, one of the older students at the Orin Temple had come to take the stress of his training out on the young boy. Krillin attempted to hide in a shadow, but the older student reached out and snatched the young shaolin up.

"Time for your beating, little punk!"

Krillin assumed a begging position, pleading with the much larger bully. "Not today! I meet the head of the temple today! I don't want to be all beat up when I go in there!"

The older monk's eyes flared. "You get to meet the Head Monk today! You can't meet with him until you have trained for at least ten years!"

Krillin hung his head. "Master said that the Head Monk saw..." Krillin trailed off.

"What? What did he see that's letting you meet with him so early?"

"I...I don't want to say... you're gonna get mad..."

The bully growled, lifting Krillin by his robes, bringing the two students eye to eye. "I'm already mad, you waste of life. Now... you have one last chance to tell me what the Head Monk saw..."

Krillin cringed, awaiting the outburst that was to follow his answer. "...he...he saw a lot of potential in me, I was told..."

The older monk dropped Krillin, his face a maks of disbelief. "Y...you...? But... but I'm the star student of our class! There's no way the Head Monk saw potential in you! There must be a mistake!" The monk's face went from a look of shock to a look of jealousy as he turned to Krillin. "You little upstart! Who the hell do you think you are?"

Krillin closed his eyes, readying himself for the first strike.


Several hours later found him sitting in the lotus position facing the Head Monk of Orin Temple. Neither of them had made a sound since the young boy had come in. His face was bruised, and there was still a small bit of blood on his upper lip. Finally the Head Monk spoke.

"What is your name, child?"

"K...krillin, oh great master." The Head Monk had actually spoken to him! What an honor, he thought.

The Head Monk nodded. "You have a great potential, young Krillin. Much more potential that can be fufilled here. Soon, your destiny will take you from the walls of Orin. There you shall find your true master."

Krillin looked at the monk in shock. "L...leave Orin?"

"The other students despise you, do they not?"

Krillin hung his head, attempting to hide the marks on his face.

"They are simply jealous of your ability. You will one day become the strongest human in the world."

"Me? The...the strongest?..."

"Just because you will be strong does not mean your life will be easy... The path you follow will be one of great torment and trial. You must face all of these hardships head on. Only then will you truely fulfill your destiny."

Krillin sat in silence, unable to think of anything to say about all he had heard.

The Head Monk smiled. "For what good I can do, let me give you a little advice. It will make sense much further down your path. Energy is all around us, guiding us, yes?"

Krillin nodded.

"The energy that flows through us and around us. It flows in a cycle. Life is nothing more than a circle. If you can understand this cycle, it will become your greatest weapon. The circle of ki."

Krillin nodded again, even though none of what the monk was saying made any sense.


Krillin came out of his meditation. Several days later, I left the temple, searching for the great Master Roshi...I wonder if that monk knew all that was to happen... Krillin sat up, his mind still lingering on the monk's words.

Circle of ki, huh...?

Krillin raised his hand over his head with his palm outstretched. He gathered all of his ki into a ball and held it there. Concentrating, he managed to push the ball flat, forming a circle disk of energy. It began spinning rapidly, and most of the energy made it's way to the outside edge of the disk of destruction. It began spinning faster, the energy lending it's weight to the edge. Krillin could almost hear the disk cutting the very air. Was this what he meant? A literal circle of ki? Well, either way, that is what I will call it.

"Kienzan!" he shouted as he let the disk go. The disk flew off, making a sound similar to a buzzsaw as it cut it's path through the air. Realizing it a second too late, Krillin sensed a smaller energy making it's way through the hall. Yamcha came into view , walking directly into the path of the disk.

"Yamcha! Duck!" Krillin screamed. Yamcha turned, completely unaware of the danger.

"What the...?" Yamcha ducked, the disk skimming his face, causing a scar to form where it sliced, as the disk instantly quarterized the wound. Yamcha fell to the floor, clutching his face. Krillin ran to his friend, horrified at what had happened.

"Yamcha! Are you okay?"

Yamcha sat up with a weak grin. "What the hell was that, Krillin?"

Krillin gave a lopsided smile. "Ummm, it was a new attack. Do you like it?"

"I would have liked it a whole lot better from a distance. Did it leave a mark?"

Krillin nodded. "Yeah. Right under your eye. Ummmm, sorry about that."

Yamcha hung his head. "Oh well. It'll be a great reminder not to ever get you angry."

Yamcha stood up, rubbing his hand gently over his new scar. Him and Krillin began walking. Krillin looked up at his friend. "I've been meaning to ask you. What's been going on with you and Bulma?"

Yamcha's smile turned into a scowl. "I'd rather deal with your new attack, honestly."

Krillin grinned sheepishly. "Well, maybe it would help you out to talk about it?"

"Well, okay, but it's a long story..."

AN: Okay. In case you people are unaware, Kienzan literally translates to circle of ki. Not sure how or why they got destructo disk from that. :shrugs: Figured it would be cool to go a little indepth into Krillin's pre-Goku past, and show the creation of the Kienzan at the same time. I also managed to include how Yamcha got his scars. Man I'm good! ... I hope. Eh. Let me know what you guys think!