The unchained fate of the saiyan.
Chapter 4 : Destruction.
The snoring of an engine heard as it sailed going past the many islands such as Penguin Village. But it wasn't what interested the pilot. Being none other than Shu , the small dog capable of talking like many animals, and having a ninja outfit.
Instead, their attention was drifted to a small and circular shaped island.
Furnished with a telescope, the group started searching. Yet it was only after nearly four hours, something which had left them tired, almost giving up that they had managed to find. Where the next Dragon Ball should be, one more step towards the ascension of their Emperor, Pilaf. A man which despite his nature they respected, because he had been the reason of their survival. Something Mai and Shu respected, their loyalty to him would be forever because of this.
"There is it ! Our next Dragon ball" Excited, it was the feeling that Pilaf showed in his tone, excitement towards the realisation of his future goal, a step closer to it.
Indeed soon enough, I won't be Emperor Pilaf of Mushroom Kingdom. But Pilaf, emperor of the world. Nothing would stop him , other would be beneath him. Soon enough, his name would be remembered. As the ruler of the world.
"C'mon Shu, faster ! The sooner the goal is completed, the better" The dog named Shu nodded, thrusting the steering wheel as in seconds, it accelerated. Sailing past the clouds and bird. Upon being close enough, he did a rearward thrust. Slowly the speed reduced, until it eventually came to a halt.
"Let's go" Pilaf said hastily, the excitation having far from left his face. Instead it seemed to increase as he was closer to his goal. Mai was the first to step, her raven hair briefly brushing past her head. It was followed by Shu and at last, Pilaf.
Before them was a house, painted in a pink colors with a red roof. The words "KAME HOUSE" displayed prominently on the front. They had no idea what it was supposed to mean, but even then it did not interest them. They were focused on something else.
Walking towards the door, they expected Pilaf to do something amazing such as destroying the door by his bare fist. But instead the short and blue creature pinched his nose, inhaling.
"Anyone here? Hello? Hello" His voice was far more high pitched compared to usual, the scene caused them to roll on the ground. They would have no idea if Pilaf was serious, but coming from their Emperor they expected it to be a joke. Or at least they hoped it was.
"No one here? Oh well" He rubbed his chin, trying to think of something else. Well, it would seem as they would need to wait a little for the owner.
"I've got an idea ! Let's just break inside the house" Shu declared, proud of himself and his idea that no one but himself had thoughts about.
Oh... Yeah obviously, breaking in. How could I didn't think of it?
"Oh well, That obviously Shu. We are going to break inside the house ! And Alm because of..." Digging inside his pocket, after a few seconds Pilaf managed to find what he had been searching for, a cutlass which he revealed proudly.
He tried breaking inside, using cutlass but the man quickly realised how hard it proved to be. He eventually decided to stop embarrassing himself, turning to them with a small smile.
But...
No one was here anymore, almost as they had vanished.
"Wait guys wh-" He was interrupted by the voice of Shu.
"Oh well sir, the window was opened huh." A smile curved into Pilaf's face, coughing up as he responded.
"Oh well, I wanted a more spectacular entry. But I suppose such won't be needed anymore" He declared, his subordinates helping him enter, because of his small body. Something that Pilaf wanted to fix one day, but such would be for later. In another conquest of the Dragon Balls.
The house was fairly cleaned, something that Pilaf liked as he hated anything which wasn't the case. It was equipped with an oldfashioned kitchen. A low table, something which confirmed that it was only one person owning the house. The TV itself wasn't much interesting, being an old model. In fact everything seemed like such but then it should be expected, considering how secluded the island was at the first place.
"Well anyways, let's start searching already." They nodded, beginning to fully inspect the first floor. Again nothing much interesting, aside from a few magazines which had did not interest Emperor Pilaf at all.
And so they moved to the second floor, it only contained a single bedroom and a cabinet.
"I take the cabinet, the bed is your Shu. Mai continue inspecting the first floor, never sure if we looked at everything." The dog and human nodded in agreement, as their search begun.
Pilaf opened the cabinet, only to see a pile of clothing and yet again... No Dragon ball.
Something which irritated him, his effort couldn't be for nothing, not after all of this searching.
"I found nothing sir" The silence was broken by Mai's voice, her raven hair seemed to be a mess compared to earlier, all that searching had took them their very effort.
All of this for nothing. Nothing but a wasted effort for us. God damnit.
He thoughts to himself, teeth clenched as he stepped outside of the house, followed by his subordinates and perhaps friends.
The man looked at a chair outside of the house, only to see a bipedal alligator ... The sight did not seem to surprise Pilaf nor his subordinates at all. After all on Earth, those sorts of things were normal.
And so they approached it, hoping that it was the owner. His cutlass pointed to the reptile's neck much to the master's shock.
"Are you the owner of this house? " Pilaf demanded, the reptile's eyes were wide. To be attacked by another creature sure was rare, in fact it was his first time being attacked by something.
"W-Wait no ! But Master Roshi is right there" He briefly stuttered, but stopped upon seeing Roshi riding his Turtle, standing in his shell. Nothing could stop that man. He was strong and a mere cutlass couldn't bring him down.
Pilaf turned towards the horizon, Master Roshi stepping out of the Turtle's shell, landing on his feet.
"I don't think we have met, well hi !" He inspected them, using his cane to help him standing. Even if in reality the old turtle didn't need it.
"Yeah whatever, hand the Dragon ball over." He ordered, grabbing his cutlass in order to seem more menacing. It was followed by Shu grabbing his sword from its sheath and Mai taking her gun from its holster.
"What ball?" It picked Roshi's curiosity, what were those three guys talking about? He was sure that he had no Dragon whatever.
"Ya didn't hear it? We are talking about the Dragon Ball, a roundly object with stars in it !" Shu declared, pointing his weapon forward.
Master Roshi rubbed his beard, until the corner of his mouth lifted up."Oh well , I just gave it to that kid and the pretty girl on the beach."
WHAT? Other persons are seeking for the Dragon ball ? Damnit that could be a problem.
"You are kidding, right?" He asked, finding himself hoping it wasn't the case. Rivals could prove as trouble in his quest for the seven Dragon balls. But from what Roshi had said, it was just little kids. Nothing too bad.
"Nope, the kid really wanted it and he had just saved a friend, couldn't refuse." Pilaf looked at his subordinates, both nodding. Putting their weapon back to their place.
"Alright old man, thanks you.. Anyways, Mai, Shu ! Let's go, they can't be too far." The group quickly went inside the airplane. Thrusting the steering wheel as they braced themselves to take off. But nothing happened sadly.
"Oh well." Master Roshi rubbed his beard, those young guys sure were amusing. Their intention seemed rather bad, but it was nothing compared to what he had felt about Son Goku. The child's aura seemed evil, but it was also like... Whatever he planned to do or did, it was normal for him.
Perhaps the child is merely confused or is it something else? Something that Roshi couldn't grasp yet.
"We are out of fuel sir" He looked at her, dumbfound... Hoping that Mai was joking, a bad joke indeed but still one. But her look clearly gave him his answer. Grounding his teeth, Pilaf stepped out of the engine. Before simply inhaling and exhaling, ready to take away his anger.
"DAMNIT !" He shouted, such echoing through the whole island much to Roshi's amusement, well he wouldn't mind people staying for a little longer.
Earth, Ages 749.
Pebbles and branch were destroyed as the engine drifted past the many animals, they followed a road created by nature itself. Two figures were standing in it, one with long green-ish blue hair, a fairly tall teenager with a red jacket and wearing a hat, the word "BULMA" displayed in it. And another kid, spiky hair flowing through the wind, wearing a blue gi, his white colored belt tight.
The smaller one, Son Goku was looking at a circular object, his eyes fixated at it. It was none other than the Dragon Radar, Bulma's creation and what helped them track the Dragon balls. The monkey king simply tried to understand how it could work, in order to accelerate his future disposal of Bulma as he planned to use her until he had nothing to learn from her.
"So those small yellow dots are supposed to represent the Dragon balls?" He queried, onyx eyes locked at the yellow dots. It was hard to believe those things could represent where the Dragon ball is located.
"Well, that pretty much it" Bulma answered, a smile briefly present on her Smith face. After what happened with Roshi, she was feeling more at ease. After all, Goku had killed no human despite claiming he would. Sure he was brutal but the fact that he never attempted to kill Roshi could mean that he wasn't that bad..
Or he's simply not stupid enough to attack that old guy?
But she pushed the thoughts aside. The boy did not seem like someone who wouldn't strike a more powerful opponent. At least she believed, the years with Son Gohan had helped Goku learn something important, to be smart... To not directly strike someone strong, to learn their weaknesses and even learn from them. Something he would try, the first step was just the Kamehameha.
The first step to my victory, to destroy...?
Again, a question which he asked himself popped on his mind. One that he could not find an answer to. He had no personal quarrels to the other human, yet it did not change his need. In a way, it almost did not feel natural for him, but he supposed it couldn't be... After all, who would have ordered him to try and kill the human race itself despite being one. Sometimes, Goku could feel almost as he wasn't... Human? But it surely couldn't be the case or could it?
For a brief moment, Son Goku recalled those memory of Gohan. He was so happy when he died, yet it only had been because it proved his WORTH. And yet for a small period, he had found himself missing the man, yet those thoughts about missing a human presence were quickly pushed off for reason he couldn't explain. Such had finally lead him to those other question.
Why wanting to destroy? What can I be? The bringer of their death, the answer to those who starve for war? Or their hope, answer to those who cry out for peace?
He shrugged those thoughts off. They were troublesome and Son Goku hated those sort of things.
But nonetheless, he hoped that he would find an answer to those question in the path which awaited him.
Ages 749, unknown place.
His eyes scrunched through the many buildings which made the place, nearly all of them shaped in manner similar to tower. Something that Raditz did not mind all that much, beside now wasn't the time to care. It was time for a change, for them saiyan to get yet another survivor, Turles. A low class indeed but still a saiyan, a fellow member of their race.
They had decided to give that one survivor two years, raising the chance of him having already cleaned the inhabitants of the planet he had been sent at. After all, who would do the work of another ? Well, at least Raditz didn't.
Alright Raditz, you are going to retrieve another survivor.
He couldn't help himself but smile in delight, sure it was nothing big but the prospect of not being useless to Vegeta was something he enjoyed.
With one more saiyan, we will be a far stronger team. And with Vegeta, Nappa and my growing power... We will be second only to the Ginyu force.
While he wasn't exactly sure about his power, considering it had barely raised because of lacking the time to train, all because of all those research. Raditz was certain that they would get recognized as a powerful force from the Frieza's army.
Oh well, anyways not here to thinks about my future but the present before me.
Looking at the round ship which was placed on the ground made his blood boil..
Boil with excitement but his thoughts were interrupted by two soldiers. They were a small frog-like creature, wearing the common armor of the Frieza Force.
"Well sir, we are almost done replenishing your pod. I would say that it should be ready on a few minute-" One of them said but couldn't finish his line, being interrupted by the pure blooded saiyan.
"No need then, I'm going directly." He responded hastily, bracing himself to enter the ship.
"Oh well if you say so sir."He pressed a button around the edge of his scouter. Soon after, new voice were receipted by it. A practical use of the scouter which helped making communication far easier.
Raditz's face curved into a smile, inhaling and exhaling. Ready to take off and change their destiny forever.
"Alright guys, prepare the ship to take off in" As Raditz entered it, his tail warped around hip waist, onyx eyes closed as he braced himself to take off.
"Three... Two... One... GO !" An azure cloaked the ship as it was propelled upward, sailing into space itself. It was one of the Frieza Force most expensive craft, something that Frieza Force's scientist department took pride in.
"Never fail to amuse me Steve."
And so Raditz departed to space, ready to change history itself, to save another saiyan. One which looked exactly like his father and Kakarot, ironically.
The engine had arrived at its destination, a small village called Aru. A name which even Bulma had never heard before. The Dragon radar which Son Goku firmly held indicated the Dragon Ball should be close by. Stepping out of the motocycle, a small yet noticeable smile curved into the saiyan's face, something which Bulma had not failed to notice but simply assumed that he was excited. And such was true.
A numerous amount of houses, weirdly shaped much like Bulma's one. Something which he had learned could only indicate one thing... Humans, plenty of humans. It would be his first ever assault to humanity and perhaps at last he could an answer to some of his questions? Just thinking about it made the Monkey king's furry brown tail swing back and forth.
"Well huh that weird, it's pretty quiet." Bulma first spoke, her cerulean eyes drifting past each house, in an attempt to search for any life sign. The houses were round, nearly like most of Earth's buildings. Everything seemed quiet, the calm harmony of the birds chanting heard upon the village. But at time like those such should be coupled by various children playing together, dreaming about adventure, all of this observed by the careful eyes of their parents, a smile on their face.
"Oh well, I suppose this village have been deserted." She theorized, it could explain why it was silent like this. Bulma was feeling far more uneasy as the seconds passed by. What could have caused those people to desert the village? Could it be a creature? Some sort of monster? Or a some geological event? Before she could theorize any further, her thoughts were interrupted.
"Nah Bulma, I'm feeling as if there is people hiding here." Such was true, Goku was unable to sense Ki yet such didn't mean he had no way to locate his prey, it was a method he had used to hunt many of the creature of Mount Paozu. The child simply used his sense of smell, which was superior to a Human's own.
"Anyways, let's see." The pure blooded headed towards the most nearby house in a confident manner. Enough for Bulma to believe he had somehow managed to sense the villagers.
Oh well, I keep forgetting that not so long ago I saw a old man fire some sort of energy thing. With this last thought, Bulma braced herself, after a moment finding the courage to follow the Monkey child, staying behind if any danger were to come.
Grasping the doorknob, the child attempted to open the door. Yet after a multitude of failed attempts, he turned to Bulma. Surely fuming inside.
"Why the hell this door isn't opening? " Son Goku asked, fuming inside... It was easily seen through his rough tone. He couldn't understand why the door wasn't opening, back at Mount Paozu it always did? Could it be yet again one of those technological things? Because if that was the case, he really would need to learn more about it.
I can't believe after all those days I'm still surprised by those things... I guess keeping her around could prove useful... Until I'm done collecting those Dragon Ball.
"Security, Goku. The door is locked." She said, preparing herself to simply knock the door in hope of a villager opening it.
"Well, security huh? Alright... That cools." He looked straight at the door, if he couldn't open it. Then he simply had to destroy it. And so in a motion he battered the door with punches, such ending up shattered into piece.
"Well done, no more security !" He smiled in delight, content of his work. Aside from how he had easily destroyed a door, something no longer surprised Bulma... Goku had done it without any worry about having to likely repair for it.
Oh wait... That guy surely wouldn't repair anything in the first place. He's too... Wild?
"Well, let's see." And so like this, Son Goku entered the house. Unknown to him, a man was waiting... Having expected the stranger to be the demon Oolong, he quickly ran towards him, swinging his axe at Goku's head. The monkey king couldn't react and found himself smashed by the double-bladed weapon. Any normal person would have died by this, but normal wasn't Goku. Instead the axe shattered into piece.
Son Goku stumbled backwards, holding his head in search of any wounds. The axe had managed to hurt him a little, but it had not managed to pierce through his skin. His eyes went towards the villager, his muscle tense, onyx eyes glinting with anger as he braced himself, ready to end the man's life.
"S-Sorry, I thoughts you were Oolong." He said, the sight of the angered kid having been enough to make him step backwards. The man looked pretty normal, having long abundant raven hair, and an outfit similar to a farmer. Behind him was a smaller girl, likely around eight or night. It was obviously his daughter.
"You could have killed him, shame on you." Bulma scolded, crossing her arms together. Despite saying this, she left a sigh of relief as it was a good thing that she had not entered the door first, else she would have been killed.
"Oh god forgives me." He muttered to himself. The realisation of his action had hit him like a truck. That he had nearly killed a poor kid... In front of his daughter.
Goku was no longer bothered that the man had struck him earlier, instead his anger was replaced with curiosity upon recalling a name the man had mentioned earlier, fear could be seen striking the man as he mentioned it. And such had been enough to interest the monkey King, perhaps after so long he could find a challenge ?
"So tell me, who is Oolong?" He finally asked, onyx eyes blazed with curiosity, demanding to know the identity of this man or whatever it could be.
"Huh?" The man's face went blank for a moment then it was briefly replaced with anger, grounding his teeth in order to calm down. He would give the child his answer, and so he inhaled. His onyx eyes firmly looking at the child's own.
"Well kid, Oolong is a demon... A powerful creature who amuses himself by capturing our daughters. You could consider him as the devil." Bulma gasped upon hearing about such, suddenly finding herself terrified by this Oolong. As of Goku, he simply smiled. He suddenly found himself interested by this Oolong but also excited to fight him.
"We should just get the Dragon Ball and get ou-" She found herself interrupted by Goku.
"No, I'm going to fight this Oolong and kill him" He smiled devilishly, clenching his fist. The farmer's eyes were wide open, the child planned to challenge Oolong, despite hearing about how dangerous? Was he strong enough or simply crazy?
"Just tell me. When will he show up?" Goku asked. Bulma left out a sigh, she had no idea if he could beat this Oolong but his amazing strength, it surely was possible for him.
"Well, Oolong will likely show up soon. I would says on about thirty minutes."
Thirty minutes huh? Oh well, that good then, it's enough time for me to kill them.
He smiled darkly at the man, enough to make him shiver in fear upon seeing this look."Good then... Until then, I'm going to kill you guys."
Both Bulma and the villager's eyes were wide open, one shocked and another confused by what he had said. Was he going to kill them or was it some sort of joke?
After a moment, the silence was broken by the bewildered voice of the villager."Wait what?"
CRACK
The answer of whatever Goku was serious or not was finally given as he vanished behind the man, in a swift movement snapping his neck as he dropped on the ground, lifeless.
Silence reigned in the air. An ominous feeling swallowing them whole. They were far too shocked to muster the courage to say anything. The young girl looked at Goku in fear. The stranger had killed her father for no reason, and now as he approached slowly, each footsteps echoing through the place, terror creeping closer. She could feel that... She was next.
The trembling villager stepped backward, stumbling on a nearby object. Because of this she fell on her back. Terror overtook her face as she saw his cold onyx eyes staring right at her, such being enough to make her shiver.
Bulma's breathing ragged, just now Son Goku had ended a life. It wasn't his first time doing and she knew it... But it was fine, the life he had ended were just animals. But today he had done far worst, it proved him as capable of easily ending a human's life. For Bulma such wasn't the worst... The worst was that it was her fault, had she never encountered him... None of those events would have happened.
"It won't take long y'know.. I mean I can be quite merciful, at least when you aren't standing in my path. But I can tell for a fact that ending those who stand in my path sure is good." He gave her a half-smile before simply burying his fist through her stomach, the young girl's mouth choking with blood, until her eyes were... Blank, lifeless, devoid of life. The sight was... Something Bulma couldn't find any words to describe, the human falling on her knees. Goku turned toward the door, not saying anything to the shocked earthling.
This is horrible... I have to get away from him.
After a pause which had seemed to never stop for Bulma, she managed to stand up, heading outside. Son Goku entered a house, to deliver yet another slaughter. And such was confirmed as scream were heard by her.
I-I don't want to die... I'm sorry b-but I'm too young to die now.
She was petrified at first. And then the scream were repeated, horrified, desperation. The scream of a young helpless child. Her legs were shaking steadily. Bulma couldn't take it anymore, adrenaline surged through her blood. She was ready, ready to run, to escape this monster and to... Survive.
And so she did, running as fast as she could. To escape from a cruel fate, to escape from someone she considered as a monster, to survive.
The Dragon radar...
Her teeth chattered, clicking together repeatedly, frustration... It was the only way she could describe her emotion at the moment. Son Goku had the Dragon Radar and so could locate the Dragon balls and by extension her.
Damnit Bulma... Why did you believe that he was good? You idiot !
She thoughts to herself, he had truly made her believe he was good in the end. But in the end it was just manipulation. Involuntary perhaps, but it was still a reality. She would never trust anyone, that cold reality had taught her such already. And so the human grasped her pouch, tossing it on the ground.
And so during ta cold day of ages 749, a village was wiped out. Body scattered either on the ground or inside their house, a child standing firm... Soaked in blood.
Watching as they pleaded for their live was fun, but... I'm feeling blank. A good point about the human is that they all had new reaction but... The villagers had been no challenge to him, and that was exactly the problem.
Crack.
The noise of a branch being stepped on was heard. Having picked it, the saiyan headed towards the source, his power pole grabbed firmly by his right hand.
Well, one of them is still alive... Let's see.
"Too bad for you..." The person which had nearly escaped was a boy, taller and likely older than him. He had short dark blue hair and wore a white sleeveless shirt and black pants.
"Ya could have survived y'know?. Well, too bad luck isn't on your side. Bye bye !"
The monkey king braced himself, his power pole ready to be extended and pierce through his stomach. But he thoughts about something, something which could give him some fun.
"P-Please don-" The child couldn't finish as Goku vanished for his human eyes, in reality he had simply moved way too fast for him.
"Actually yeah... You will survive" The villager child could feel his back shiver in fear, each hair on his neck raising despite the good news he had received. A smile slowly curved into the saiyan's face, satisfied by his prey's reaction.
"You will spread rumors about me... Tell them how I killed everyone in your village." With this, maybe a few strong human would try to put an end to him? He wouldn't refuse to fight against anyone strong enough to pose as a challenge.
"Well, c'mon go !" The villager was quick to act, running away from him as fast as he could.
Footstep echoed through the ghost town, a giant creature revealing himself. The creature had red skin, his head seemed to be one of a pig mixed with demon-like feature such as horns. He held a giant sized club in his hand. Smiling briefly, but such faded upon seeing the blood soaked Goku which had just appeared, standing before him, arms crossed and onyx eyes locked at him.
"So you are Oolong? " The human knew his name? Then why wasn't he running away? Why was he soaked in blood? What had he done?
"Yes, I am the great Oolong. Child tell me, where are the other villager? I'm waiting for another girl to marry ! Not a boy." A corner of his mouth lifted up, expecting him to run away in any seconds from now on. Much like the previous villagers who had tried to stand on his way before. After all, most of them had just been talk and proved as nothing if they dared to fight him.
"The villagers? They are gone. I killed all of them." His fingers pointed towards a few lifeless bodies on the ground, the body of those who had tried to run away from his might. A smile plastered into his face upon seeing Oolong's eyes wide open in shock.
"You are joking? Aren't you?" Oolong looked at him with baffled eyes. But deep within himself, he could feel as if the child had truly done so as it could explain all of the blood on his body. But no child could ever do so, because of this Oolong supposed he was joking.
"No because you are next !" For a moment, everything went silent. The birds hear chanting, all until laugher erupted from Oolong. Holding his club as firmly as before, he pointed his club at him. That kid sure had some courage.
"You're a funny kid. Anyways Brace yourself, I won't hold back." No words were uttered. Goku instantly vanished in front of him, fist buried deep into Oolong's stomach. Saliva coming out of the demon-like creature's mouth, nonetheless after seconds he regained his composure, despite the shock. Brandishing his club, he attempted to hit him.
Yet such failed, only drifting past the kid's head. But Oolong was far from giving up, he battered him with furious attacks, but each were dodged like nothing by the child. The performance had been enough for Oolong. It confirmed the worst for him, he was facing against someone strong.
"Is that all ? Because if that the case.. I'm disappointed" Oolong grounded his teeth, the brat was mocking him, the great Oolong?
"Far from it brat !" Smoke suddenly erupted from his body, Oolong shape changed as he became some sort of black robot like creature, holding a giant sword and a shield.
"What's your name kid?" He was curious enough to ask, this kid wasn't normal. Beside for him in this form he wouldn't stand a chance against him.
"My name is Son Goku... Anyways, you can transform huh? That Interesting" He was surprised but far from impressed nor terrified. Something which bothered Oolong but despite it, he charged straight at Goku, attempting to slice him. Instead of dodging it, Goku grabbed the sword by his bare hands, something which clearly showed his strength.
"Well, I guess that my turn?" Tightening his hold, it wasn't long for the sword to be destroyed as he then leaped towards Oolong, punching his head, the creature knocked back, falling on his knees and then dropping on the ground, knocked out.
"Yeah, you are weak... I should have expected it. Make me wonder how should i kill him?." A smirk formed across his face, he could use his power pole and pierce through his skin but he had another idea... It could be a good occasion for him to try the Kamehameha.
Recalling how Roshi first did it, Goku cupped his hands together. "KA.. ME" He began his chant, a blue sphere forming around his palms, glowing brightly as energy were gathered.
"HA.. ME.." It slowly increased in size, his eyes were locked at his prey, ready to end the creature's life.
"HA !" Thrusting his arms forwards, a blue wave erupted from his palms, as it headed straight at the robot. It wasn't long for it and the building in the Kamehameha path to be turned into nothing but dust.
Son Goku smiled to himself, proud, content of his work. He had ended Oolong's life and used the Kamehameha. This journey surely couldn't be getting any better.
"Oh well, I guess I am amazing huh? Anyways... Where's Bulma?"
In the deep void of space, a place which had been claimed by the most advanced race thousand if not million of years ago for some. Stood a round white object, an azure aura cloaked around it as it was propelled towards its target.
It was Raditz's Attack Ball, inside the pod he could be seen, his arms crossed, a smirk across his face. The man had been travelling for days, covering a thankfully small distance in the light years measure.
The attack balls were specialized to cover those sort of distance, they were not the fastest ship for sure, but they were still extremely more faster compared to most other civilisation craft, even capable of going faster than light by distorting space-time.
Then suddenly, he found himself standing before planet. It was slightly smaller than Planet Vegeta, which indicated a surely inferior gravity. The lands from what he could see were amber, the water itself seemed to be green. A rather weird mix but it wasn't something he had never seen before.
Oh well, make me wonder what kind of life I'll see he-
His thoughts were interrupted as the gravitational field of the planet attracted his ship. The work was done, the azure aura which cloaked the ship being replaced by fire, its fuel not needed for now. It fell down at immense speed, going through the planet's atmosphere until it eventually came to a halt, having collided with a mountain, breaking through it and eventually landing on what seemed to be a forest.
"Huh... I really hate those things." The round object's door opened, his hand gripping the side of it as long black hair revealed itself. A tail warped around his waist, wearing his traditional brown and black armor.
The same smirk from earlier was still present as he fully stood, observing the foreign landscape before him. He could already see some sort of big alien-like bird. They did not impress him at all, back on Planet Vegeta he had seen far more impressive and stronger creature.
"Oh well, anyways.. Let's see, what's your power level." He pressed a button located at the side of his scouter, an array of number displaying itself before his eyes. His response was given as the scouter stopped its analyze.
"Woah? Fifteen... H-How impressive." Raditz mocked, it was just barely superior to the planet's average power. Such proved how weak those creatures here must be. Thrusting his right arm towards it, a sphere glowed brightly as it slowly increased in size, eventually coming to a halt.
"Well, I guess I'll have a bit of fun until I found Turles." He tossed it in a swift movement, latching to the creature. It cried in pain, but such was muffled as it was swallowed completely, eventually turning to dust. Raditz observed his work, content by it.
"Well, lucky for that Turles that he didn't eliminate most native... If I remember well, the client wanted only the elimination of possible sapient life. But thinking about it... Is there any kind of sapient organisms here?" His response was quick. His scouter detecting radiation emitting from a possible alien device. It was a practical feature which had been included only a few years ago, it helped them knowing what they would deal with which helped to reduce the soldiers' mortality rate.
"Either Turles is one smart fella capable of building somewhat advanced devices or he didn't eliminate those guys yet which is disappointing." Raditz sighed, having to aid to complete the job of another wasn't something he truly wanted. But he would welcome the thrill of fighting and perhaps to kill.
"Anyways let's try and find you" Raditz smirked to himself, numbers being displayed before him.
Until footsteps were heard, the creaking noise of a branch being stepped on being heard by Raditz. He turned to the source, wild spiky hair flowing through the wind as the creature looked at him sinisterly, yet at the same time, he seemed curious and interested.
"Who are you?" At last, Turles showed up before him.
Chapter end.
I hope you enjoyed this chapter, sorry for it coming out late, I was sick lol.
Reviews :
nataku2709 : Thanks ! Anyways, Goku is a wild kid for sure lol. Obviously he's seen as quite evil by those around him(Which are humans for now.), maybe this will change or maybe not?
Ushindeshi : Thanks !
And also thanks to the other which decided to put a reviews , like i said i enjoy feedbacks.
Oh and sorry, no preview for the next chapter !(Which is surely going to take a little longer to release)