Season 2: Ch 1- Unexpected Company
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Chemistry-Deaf: Time skip! This time 6 years-?
Season 2 had started! If you readers thought this is going to be the same as the cannon, be prepared to get surprised.
Six years had passed quietly. After the excitement of 23 Martial Arts Tournament, the world didn't hear of Piccolo Junior again. Still, a minor number was aware of his existence along with Saxophone. After Goku had declared Piccolo as his rivals, those two had been training. Piccolo continues to do so under Saxophone till 4 years ago where he can train by himself. They did set up a regular schedule of sparring and enjoying each other company.
Goku had dropped out of training after a year. He still made sure his fighting skills were top notch, but he didn't improve his overall strength. His wife and son have been sapping some of his strength with regular chores and general fatherly duties. He still try to meet up with Piccolo when he had the chance, and his wife didn't want his son to meet him, so he was alone for all those meetings. His wife was juggling between housewife, being the princess of the Ox-King, and a small part time job. Piccolo had the unfortunate meeting with her during her role of defending the kingdom. Piccolo had landed in a partially ruined section and she thought he did it. Not the one to listen, she chased him out.
Krillin stopped by the house often because he's Goku's best friend. The Kame House can get boring at times and it wasn't an ideal place to train. With that, Krillin been going a schedule of training, visiting, and relaxing. He's one of the few who does try to visit Piccolo. At first, he accompanied Goku there then gained enough confidence to visit without. Saxophone had helped him improve on ki control more than gaining strength.
Tien and Chiaotzu trained often in the wilds and never gave themselves time for visits. They occasionally came across others including Saxophone and Piccolo and dropped by for a spar or short catching up. Launch often accompanied them, but she's no fighter. There were times where she stayed at Kame House or with Saxophone and Piccolo depending on which is closer. Saxophone and Piccolo became familiar with Launch double personalities whenever she stayed with them. Her softer and nicer half tend to cook a lot and invited them to try it whenever they get hungry. Her other brasher half tend to drive them crazy till Saxophone found a way for her to get involved.
Yamcha had an on and off relationship with Bluma. Due to his unexpected popularity, Bluma was jealous and had some ridiculous notion that he may be cheating on her. They visited their friends the least, and they broke off terribly a few days before this special day.
This special day appeared to be another normal day as any other day on Earth. Special days doesn't have to start out differently. Unaware, the Earth received her third space craft from extraterrestrial species. This one crashed into an innocent patch of land belonging to a farmer. The farmer made a mistake of checking it out. Finding out that this wasn't a meteorite and hosted an alien, his next mistake was to fire his gun at him. The tall humanoid alien was quick in killing him before shooting in the sky. The small beeping noise from a machine hooked to his ear directed his way.
Another thing on this special day was a normal day for Piccolo. He was standing on top of a plateau staring over the distance. He would be meditating, but the view captured his interest instead. He wore his regular clothes instead of training. This week, Saxophone was at their waterfall while he train out here. It was nice to have time to himself. Little did he know that his pleasant landscape viewing will be cut short on this particular day.
During his relaxed state, his ki senses were still covering a wide area. This was due to Saxophone's training to keep some type of guard up even in relaxation. He sensed a being moving very fast and closing to his location. He couldn't identify who due to the unknown signature, but he does know this person's power far outclass his own. He turn to face the incoming intruder.
"You're not Kakarrot," the strange being said. He was roughly Piccolo's height, maybe taller, with long spiky hair that reached his knees and a severe widow's peak. He wore some type of armor, a piece of equipment with green glass window, hand guards, and boots.
Piccolo blinked. First thing out of his mouth was someone he was looking for and finding out it wasn't him. "Nice to know my name isn't Kaka-whatever-you-just-said. Mind telling me who you are?"
"Sounds like a smart-ass. I don't make a habit introducing myself to every being I come across."
"Fine, be that way. I don't really care, but why are you looking for Kaka-person?"
"Wouldn't you like to know." He pressed a button on the side of the machine. Piccolo heard the beeping sound and waited. "Mm, looks like you got a power level of 384. More than I expected. Still, no match for me."
"Are you insulting me? Hard to tell with your voice sounding the same."
"No, I'm stating a fact."
"You're starting to annoy me. Get out of my face before I make you."
"Oh, an insect trying to push off a rock heaver than him. I'd like to see you try!"
"Who said I have to attack you? An insect can walk around or climb over that rock!" At his confused look, Piccolo immediately took the skies.
"Oh look, he's actually getting away," he said in mild surprise. "And fast, too. A warrior never runs from battle." Before he could go after him, his machine beeped. Distracted, he looked at the readings. "Huh, there's another large power reading. In that direction, it had to be the strongest being on this planet, so it must be Kakarrot!" He shot in the sky not in pursuit of Piccolo but of another person.
Piccolo wasn't going in a random direction. He was going straight to the waterfall where Saxophone should be at. He was grateful that the strong newcomer wasn't chasing after him, but it still worried him. His hope was that with Saxophone and possibly Goku, they could figure out what that being wants and to fight him if necessary.
The last group of this special day was having a planned meeting of all the friends who haven't seen each other in awhile. While this was a special occasion, their day would be disrupted like Piccolo's had. At the island far off from the main land, a two story house named "Kame House" stood. A small Capsule Corp. 87 airship landed on the small beach. A young woman with short blue hair got out of the ship and opened the unlocked door.
"Good morning!" she called out. "Long time no see!"
"Bluma!" a dwarf bald young man with six dots on his forehead and kame uniform called out. He was setting up the table.
"It been way too long!" the old man who was the owner of the house said. "Man, how cold! You never come over unless we ask you to!"
"Well, here," Bluma said, holding out a nice package. "Some Manju Buns."
"Oh, you didn't have to do that! Just let me touch your boo-" he started to reply, but got hit by Bluma. "Still no sense of humor, I see."
"And you're as big a pervert as ever!"
"Huh? What's all the noise?" a long dark curly blue haired young woman asked as she walked out of the kitchen. She was wearing an apron and holding a flipper. "Oh! Bluma! You arrived safely!"
"Launch? You're here too?"
"Yeah. Tien's out climbing up scary woods on a mountain and thought it's best for me to stay here."
"That's smart of him."
"By the way," Krillin, the young bald one, interrupted, "where's Yamcha?"
"Broke up with him a few days ago. I was so fed up with that jerk that I failed to mention about our little gathering here! We're so much better off without him anyway!"
"You two sure fight a lot," the old man added.
Outside of the house and fast approaching was a yellow cloud with two people. One was a young man with wind blown wild hair in an orange and blue gi. On his lap was a child. He had a green hat with an orange ball with 4 stars in them, a Chinese robe, and black shoes. The man told his child, "That's Master Roshi's house!" He jumped off the cloud holding his child and called, "Hey! Anyone home?"
Inside they heard him. Bluma and Krillin rushed out of the door. "Goku!" they cried out, happy to see their friend.
"Who's the kid?" Bluma asked.
"Are you baby-sitting?" Krillin asked.
"He's my son," Goku replied. Bluma and Krillin were shocked and Master Roshi heard him and joined in. Launch was last to come through the door and chuckled. "Yeah, pretty wild, huh?" Goku set down his child and said, "Gohan, say hi."
"Hello everybody," Gohan said as he bowed politely. The rest bowed back.
"His name is Gohan."
"Son Gohan? You named him after your late grandfather?" Master Roshi asked. "I'm impressed. You managed to have a child."
"Hey, Gohan," Bluma said as she walked up to him. "How old are you?"
Gohan looked at her before figuring it out. "Five and half."
"Are you going to be a brave fighter like your dad?"
"Chi-Chi is against it, and I am trying to sort out a solution, but I managed to get some training in. She believed there's no place for Martial Arts and been convincing Gohan to study instead," Goku replied.
"Oh, I see." Bluma then noticed a brown furry appendage Gohan has. "A tail?"
"Yeah. Like I used to have."
"Oh, d-does anything ... odd happen to him at nights?"
"Odd? We go to bed early, so no. Why?"
"N-no reason!"
"So Goku, is your son strong like you?" Krillin asked before things get messy. "I couldn't ask Chi-Chi because she was busy and wouldn't like me teaching him things."
"Hard to say because the last time I trained him was some months ago. Chi-Chi threw a fit when she saw what state Gohan was and forbid me training him until the appropriate age. We're still arguing what age Gohan should be to train. I can sense he have the potential, but I can't seem to drag it out."
"That's tough."
"Hey," Bluma interrupted when she noticed the orange ball. "Is that a Dragon Ball on Gohan's hat?"
"Yeah! The four-star Dragon Ball is my grandfather's keepsake. I searched for it and put it on. I also found a three-star and six-star while I searched for the four-star. They're at home right now."
"Searching for Dragon Balls. That brings so many memories when we searched for them."
"Gohan wants to see the dragon, but it takes time collecting them."
"Sounds great, Goku," Krillin added. "What are you going to wish for once you collect them all?"
"I don't know, Krillin. That's a good question. Come to think of it, I don't really want anything."
"If you are done talking outside, I have lunch ready!" Launch called as she stepped out. That got everyone attention and was about to go inside when Goku stopped. "Goku?" All looked at him in a questioning manner.
"I feel ... something coming ... coming straight towards us!" Goku told them.
"Are you sure, Goku?" Bluma asked as she fearfully looked around. "It better not be Yamcha!"
"Positive. I never felt this power before."
"I don't see anything!"
"I think I feel it, too, Goku," Krillin said as he searched the sky with Goku. They figured out the direction before the person came into sight. "It can't be Piccolo or Saxophone. This signature is too different. Ah!" All could see the figure and approaching fast. He dropped out of the sky and landed gently. His fierce appearance caused Krillin and Goku to take a stance while others froze.
"Heh, looks like someone went ahead and got himself all grown up. But, I can recognize you anywhere, Kakarrot. Like father, like son," the stranger said to Goku.
"Kakar-what?" Goku asked in confusion.
"Who is this guy?" Krillin asked.
"Kakarrot! What do you think you're doing?! Your mission was to wipe out this planet's species! Why are you hanging out with them?" the stranger scolded.
"Now, now, it's rude to make demands to people who have no clue who you are," Krillin said as he walked up to him. "You should have introd-"
"KRILLIN! GET AWAY!" Goku warned. The warning came a bit too late when Krillin was smacked by a furry appendage around the waist of the stranger. The force was strong enough to send Krillin into the house. "Why you-!" he growled at the stranger before noticing it. "Tail?!"
"Looks like you figured it out."
"Figure what out? So far, you caused nothing but trouble!"
"What? You can't be serious! You can't have forgotten everything! Did you hit your head or something, Kakarrot?!"
"I'm not Kaka-whatever! I have a name! It's Son Goku!"
"So you got yourself a new name! I ask you if you suffer a head injury! So, answer me!"
"Well, I do have a scar on my head. Probably an accident when I was little, but I can't remember."
"That explains it! Damn you, you did forget!"
"Forgot what!"
"Goku!" Master Roshi called. They turned to face him. "Your grandfather had told me a story about the time he found a baby from outer space. This baby had a tail and a violent attitude. One day, he accidentally fell in the ravine and hit his head. He did recover and lost his violent temper. He grew up to be a kind-hearted boy."
"I came from outer space?" Goku asked in confusion. "Alright," he turned to the stranger, "who are you and what do you want?!"
"I didn't think I have to tell you," the stranger snarled. A groan came from the house, and Krillin stumbled out of the hole. He assured Goku that he was fine and was surprised by the stranger's strength. "Listen here and carefully, Kakarrot! You and I come from a member of the most powerful warrior-type race in the universe! We are the Saiyan Warriors!" Everyone was shocked to hear that. "And, I am your older brother, Raditz!"
"O-old-er bro-ther? Goku got a brother?!" Krillin said in disbelief.
"A-an alien-? He-e's an a-lien?" Bluma stuttered.
"Stop talking nonsense! If I were an alien, why on earth am I here?!" Goku demanded.
"That's an easy question. If you were listening to me earlier, you would have heard that I stated your mission. You have failed in that regard. There's a galactic force known as Planet Trade Organization. Our species are a part of that. The goal of PTO was to find habitual planets, wipe out that race, and sell it to the highest bidder. Adult Saiyans get assigned to difficult planets while child Saiyans were sent to a more weaker planets. If a planet had a moon, the mission should have been more successful. I see it didn't work for you."
"H-hold on... why is a moon determine the success?"
"You're really making me say this aren't you? How ignorant can you possibly be?! Our true strength comes from the moon!"
"What true strength?! I don't get it!"
"What!" Raditz then noticed something was indeed missing from the picture. "You-your tail! Where is your signature tail that define you a Saiyan?!"
"It was cut off a long time ago. I have no need of it."
"That's a disgrace to our race! I can't believe my own brother would want to pass off as them!"
"I don't care! Whoever this Kaka-person is, he's not me! I am Goku, and this is my home! So, get off of my planet!" His friends behind him made various comment regarding to Goku and trying to send Raditz off.
"This had gotten more complicated than it should be. Regardless, I can't do that. We Saiyans are prideful and powerful warrior-race and our numbers had been small. Years ago, our planet had an unfortunate accident with a meteorite. Most of our race were there and they all got exterminated except for four. That number includes you."
"No wonder," a new voice joined in. It was above them and they all looked at the roof. A man in green in tank top with an open jacket, turban, pants, and shoes sat on the roof with head propped by his arm. Next to him was Piccolo standing and his arms were crossed over his chest. "Sending newborns to planets and expect them to eradicate a planet? You guys must be very stupid."
A/N: Saxophone does have the higher ki level, but he kept his relatively similar to Piccolo until the time comes to use more. Plus, those scouters are not design to read Dark Ki and can missed out how much each cancel each other before the scouter reads it.