Hey everyone back with another chapter of my war story. I don't know if this ones any longer than the other one, but oh well. I appreciate those who took the time to read chapter three so thank you. And thank you who reviewed. It was greatly appreciated. I'm not really good with action scenes so I tried my best on trying to describe what happens. So here's chapter four and I hope you guys will enjoy it.
Prince Vegeta and Kakarot have finally crashed landed on earth. With full intentions of destroying the planet, but unbeknownst to the little chibi saiyans, their presence didn't go undetected for both Gohan and Master Roshi have sensed their arrival. Now the battle for earth's survival is about to take place. For Vegeta and Kakarot shouldn't be taken too lightly. Though children they hold powers far beyond any normal warrior. Will anyone stand to challenge their might?
Disclaimer: Don't own DBZ or any of its characters and never will.
Chapter Four: Invasion
Coordinates: Destination Reached
Successful Landing
Mission: Invade Earth… Destroy All Lifeforms
"Space pods landing in five… four… three… two…" Last number said in silence as the two saiyan space pods crashed down like falling meteor from the skies then collided with the ground's surface. Penetrating through the dirt rubble and creating two giant sized craters. A few feet separating between them as they did not land far from one another. Light brown smoke and debris filled the air around them. Not a sound all around. Five seconds later a hiss followed as the doors to both ships began to unlatch themselves then open. Revealing two saiyan boys. Fully battled armored and ready to begin their invasion of the planet.
"Landing complete. Wake up Kakarot… Prince Vegeta… Destroy all life forms," spoke the feminine A.I. voice once again. In both space pods to each boy.
"Got it," replied Kakarot as he placed his scouter in front of his left eye. Locking it in place. Light yellow symbols and shapes began to flash rapidly through the green screen. Less than three seconds later the flashing stopped. Locking down the closes city nearby from their current positions.
"Got a lock." Looking much thoroughly at the screen he read the numbers and coordinates of where the first sign of energy was coming from. Due West. A couple of miles away. Not very powerful. Weak being a better term for it. What a disappointment. And here I was hoping for more of a challenge. Oh well. Got to start somewhere.
Prince Vegeta stepped out of his space pod then slowly lifted himself into flight and outside the crater's walls. Landing not to far away from the edge. Not long after his descend Kakarot soon followed right after. Pressing the small rectangular button on his scouter as he too turned on his own. Picking up, he assumed, the same life forms that his so-called fellow comrade picked up as well.
"So what now?," asked Kakarot. A serious tone in his voice as he took a glance over to his right towards his partner for the assignment. Crossing his arms over his chest. "Knowing how the both of us aren't exactly on good terms with one another. I assume you have an alternative motive of how we're going to get through this without killing each other right."
Vegeta scoffed as he shifted his narrowed eyes towards the little seven year old low level. Vegeta beat him by a head over him in height. "For starters brat, you need to learn to watch that big mouth of yours. Especially when it comes to speaking to one of higher rank than you."
Kakarot rolled his eyes as he turned away. "Oh please. Not that rank thing again. I get enough hearing about that on Frieza's ship. I don't need to be reminded every damn minute of who ranks higher than me. I know the difference between Elite and Third Class."
"Or so you say. If you did then you'd know how to respect low level," shot back Vegeta. A hint of irritation in his voice. He returned his gaze forward. Letting his cold eyes wander around the large vast forest that surrounded them. Tall trees that seemed to reach the heavens filled with lush green leaves as they swayed lazily from the breeze that blew around them. He assumed where grass used to be until their landing now replaced with brown dirt and debris. Mountaintops as high that their tips appeared to touch up against the blue lit sky.
"You got to earn respect to get respect."
At this time Prince Vegeta shifted his gaze towards the low level. Surprised, but not noticeable at all, from the boy's sudden response.
Kakarot gave the prince the same cold look he received. Letting the twelve year old know, once again, that regardless of age, rank, or so on. He wasn't intimidated at all by those that were very much higher than him even in power. He'd get what and where he wanted someday. For like he stated before, even a low class could surpass an elite if he trained hard enough.
Elsewhere
"W-what… was that?," asked Bulma. A frightened and shaken tone in her voice as the clung onto Gohan for dear life. A mixed emotion of surprise and fear in her clear blue eyes when she had felt the ground around them shake violently. She wondered what it could be? An earthquake? No didn't even last two minutes when usually they last much longer. Plus they rarely had any earthquakes at all. At least in West City they didn't and that wasn't too far away from here. A couple of hundreds miles tops. Depending how you travel.
Gohan's face remained with a serious look. His eyes shifted in the direction of the tall mountains that resided a few miles away from his small home. Light brown smoke slowly rising into the sky. Surely it wasn't coming from the mountains for a volcano was nowhere near here. An earthquake, not likely. No something else. Something with such terrifying, horrific power that shook him not only to his bones, but to the core. Someone or rather something has landed on their planet. Whatever or whoever it was. He could sense their intentions weren't peaceful. He had felt it in the winds only a few moments ago before the ground began to shake beneath their feet.
It had then crossed his mind that the young teenager was still clinging onto him. Both of her slender arms wrapped tightly around his neck nearly choking him to death, but he didn't let it show. He's been trained to undergo even the worst conditions. Gohan let his eyes remain where they stood. Resting on the possible source of where this mysterious invader had landed. "You should go," he said in a low tone to Bulma. "It's not safe here. You must leave at once. Return to where you came from."
Bulma Briefs looked to the nice old man in confusion. Releasing her tight grip on him. He went from nice and gentle to emotionless and serious. "What?," she asked. "Leave?"
Gohan nodded. "Yes. It's not safe here. Trouble brews over the horizon. Time is limited. So you must go if you wish to leave this forest in once peace."
"But why Gohan? I don't understand. What was that, that made the ground shake? What's going on?" Her questions continued.
"There's no time to explain. You must leave at once."
Bulma hesitated for a brief moment as she remained silent and looked the old man with concern and worry in her blue eyes. Weird, she had just barely met him, and yet she felt somewhat worried for him. Whatever that strange shaking was. Somehow she knew it was serious. Just by Gohan's reaction to it.
After another five seconds she tore her glance away. "Ok. I'm going. Just be careful Gohan," she said as she turned to her car. Opened the driver side door, got inside, turned on the ignition to wake up the engines, then u-turned and drove off in the same direction she was coming from. As much as she wanted that Dragonball she was still filled with fear of what had caused the shaking of the ground. It even made her bones rattle a bit. Be careful Gohan. You'll need it, she thought to herself. She had better warn her father. He knew a lot when it comes space.
With Gohan he remained where he stood. Looking out into the distance. Worried for he knew whoever this strange invader was his power was tremendous. "I have to find Master Roshi," he said to himself. "If there is anyone who would know what to do it will surely be him."
Kame House: Master Roshi's Island
Master Roshi, standing with both of his arms pulled back and resting against his back, stood a few feet outside his home. Seven year old Krillin had stopped his training when he spotted his master looking out into the distance with such a serious posture. Curiosity filled his eyes and mind as he wondered what had the old man so riled up. What did he see? Was it bad? And why wouldn't he tell him? He was his student and apprentice after all.
"Master Roshi is everything alright?," asked Krillin. "Is something wrong?"
The old master remained silent. His mind focused elsewhere. He felt the power alright. Strong, dangerous, and deadly that made his bone shake to the core. Such a frightening power. He has never felt such power in his entire life. Who could be the ones causing it? Who did it belong to and who could hold such power? He felt it. Coming from somewhere far, far away. Deep in the mountain ranges. Gohan, I pray that you're alright old friend, thought Roshi to himself.
Krillin kept his gaze fixed on the old man. What's got him so riled up? His thoughts too began to fill with questions.
"Oh boys," spoke up the high pitched, cheerful voice of Launch. A young blue haired girl that both of them stumbled upon a few weeks ago. She was thin, a nice hourglass figure just like the old man liked it. She dressed in a short light green tank top that had thin brown straps that rested on either shoulder and yellow short shorts that tightened around her lower thighs. Not a good sign when around children as young as Krillin. Not a wonder why Roshi kept her around.
Poking her head out of the door. Her eyes closed as her lips spread into a wide smile. "Lunch is ready! Come inside before it gets cold!" With that said she disappear back inside the house.
Krillin broke away from his current standing position and turn halfway towards the house. Taking one last glance over his right shoulder to rest his eyes upon his master. "Master Roshi are you coming?," he asked.
"No. You go right ahead Krillin," replied Roshi after a long moment of silence. "You need the strength for you will continue your training once your done."
Krillin nodded then turned to bow at the old man. Once done he turned and began to walk inside.
Roshi left to his thoughts and worry alone. Wandering of what could've caused the sudden change in the winds.
With Prince Vegeta and Kakarot
"So what now?," continued to ask Kakarot. Arms still folded over the chest area of his armor. Tail moving freely behind him but a bit agitated at the fact of standing still for so long without moving. "We don't exactly have much time to waste you know. Either make a decision or you don't. And I take control of my own route and way of doing things. That way we can get moving. Your call Your Majesty."
"You really are more annoying than your brother you know that," shot back Vegeta. "At least Raditz had more respect and knew when not to speak unless spoken to or given permission."
"Enough with the formalities already Prince. Let's just get moving. All this standing around is making me uneasy and more agitated than usual… Besides I'm nothing like my brother."
"Maybe that would be an improvement in your part."
"Whatever." Kakarot looked away. Angry and frustrated. Anymore time they spent just standing around and discussing the way of how they were going to do thing, the longer they'd remain on this weak planet. He just wanted to annihilate this place and move on to the next.
Vegeta remained silent for a short few seconds. Thinking their strategy over. Like the runt stated before. There was no way they'd be good at working side-by-side for they weren't on such good terms. Chances of them getting anything done working side-by-side was highly unlikely. So, so far their chances of separating was their best shot.
"Alright. Since I am older and rank higher than you I call the shots," he began. "As much as I hate to side with you on anything low level, but you do state a good point. We don't exactly prefer to work together so we should separate. You take the North and East directions while I'll take the West and South. We'll rendezvous back here once we're done."
"Sounds good to me," replied Kakarot as he turned to face him. "I already got a lock of two targets not that far from here. Power levels are weak which means this shouldn't take too long."
Vegeta nodded. "And I picked up multiple ones as well to the West."
Kakarot then turned in the direction of where he'd be headed first. Both boys lifted themselves in the air as they caught flight. Then light blue aura's of energy began to surround them as they powered up then launched themselves towards their destinations. Both chibi saiyans determined to finish this assignment.
Kakarot flew through the sky and let his onyx black, cold eyes wander the scenery of this foreign planet. Trees everywhere as far as the eye could see. Large mountains so high that their tips seem to touch passed the sky and never end. His scouter picking up multiple low energy levels from animals that resided within these vast lands every so often. He could destroy this place but where was the fun in that? Usually he enjoyed hearing the screams of agony coming from his victims before annihilating them when he was off destroying other planets. Watching them running and screaming for their lives was just plain hilarious and entertaining. These fools were surely no different. One month tops and this entire planet would be purged and ready for the sale in the galactic market. By then both he and the Prince would've already moved on to the next planet.
His scouter began to flash numbers once again. Nothing too special or worth pursuing. Then it stopped as it got a reading on the highest power level he's tracked down so far since his arrival. Not very powerful to say the least, but actually worth checking out who held it. First victim. Not bad. Increasing his speed. He followed the signal.
With Bulma…
Bulma, still holding a bit of panic and concern, continues her drive passed the high mountain ranges. The road here was narrow and filled with curving turns. She had to be careful for one false move and she could kiss her butt goodbye as she would fall plummeting down the cliff's side. So she took precautions and drove at a proper speed. Her thoughts continued to play on about what exactly happened back there. What made the ground shake so violently like that? If it wasn't an earthquake. Then what else could have caused it. And what about Gohan? Did he somehow know? After living so long in the mountains he must've grown accustomed to all of what nature had to offer. Still she couldn't help but be worried about the old man. For all she knew he could be in great danger by now. I hope you're alright Gohan.
With Vegeta…
Twelve year old Prince Vegeta continued his flight over the large vast forest of this planet. So calm, so peaceful. Nothing in his nature at all. Usually the cries of war were the only thing that ever kept him at ease. He guessed being around such violence since he was a small boy he's grown accustomed to it. Peace was just never his thing. Saiyans were warriors. Bred for war. Fighting ever being their only purpose… His only purpose to survive. Especially now that he belonged to Frieza. He had to obey everything the bastard wanted. Obey his every command, his every demand. Having no freedom. The only time he felt he ever had that freedom was when he was off destroying planets. No one around to issue him orders but the other way around. When he used to be teamed up with both Nappa and Raditz. He was in charge. Regardless of his age of being much younger than them. Now he got stuck with the low level runt.
That brat wasn't good to even listen to any orders. Just doing things his own way. An outcast… A lone wolf saiyan. He was better off on his own before the bastard decided to team them up together. What did he wish to accomplish by doing that? He knew damn well both he and Kakarot wouldn't get along for anything. Just constant arguments of differences. Never agreeing on anything. He was a Prince. Top Elite of the remaining members of his brethren. Nappa, being his attendant, as former commander of the Royal soldiers. Then there was the former Third Class and the brat's older brother, Raditz. He merely got bumped up to Elite for he worked with him and he didn't want any low levels on his side. Now he got that back. For Kakarot was his new partner. At least for this assignment. Once the North Quadrant was conquered he'd go back with his old team. And both he and Kakarot would go their separate ways.
His scouter begins to go off. Numbers and shapes flashing at a rapid pace as it began to pick up multiple power levels once again. After two seconds passed it stopped as it locked on then an arrow pointed in the direction it was coming from. The West. The Prince smirked. He wasn't very far now. Soon he'd arrive there and the fun would surely begin.
With Gohan…
"Something's approaching quickly I can feel it," said Gohan to himself. "… He's here!"
Kakarot shot down from the skies and landed on the soft green grass on one knee. Silence surrounded him as only the sound of the wind blowing could be heard around him. So peaceful. It actually put his muscles at ease and calming them. He mentally shook off the feeling. He wasn't here for nature he came for the power level he detected. Slowly standing, his scouter flashed quickly once again. In less than a second it caught a lock. Coming from directly behind him. Shifting his gaze slowly over his left shoulder he caught sight of where the source of the energy was coming from. To his surprise he saw none other than a crippled old man. Dressing in such foreign clothing that he's never seen anyone ever wear. He was short. Kakarot guessed he was almost the man's height. Just missed him by about two heads below. The man didn't seem frightened at all by his presence. Just calm and at ease. Not moving a muscle as his face remained expressionless and his eyes serious. Was he expecting his arrival or something.
Turning fully around. Kakarot then turned to face the man that stood a few short distance away from him. His face too expressionless. Lifting his left arm he pressed the small rectangular button on his scouter. The numbers flashed rapidly once again then stopped. Pointing towards the crippled old man.
"No way. You're the strongest power level I've been detecting this whole time," said Kakarot. Not surprised but highly disappointed.
"You seem upset," replied Gohan. "Not what you expected I assume." No. He's not the one I sensed at all.
"Highly. No offense old man, but you seem more like you're about to die out."
"Don't let my appearance fool you boy. For sometimes appearances can be deceiving."
"I already know that. But thanks to my scouter deception is highly unlikely."
"You're… scouter?"
"This thing right here." Kakarot indicated to his scouter. "It can read anyone's power levels for miles. It tells me how strong that person is. That's how I tracked you down. And let me tell you. You're nowhere near my power."
"A little overconfident are we," retorted Gohan.
"I'm confident I won't lose."
"So you wish to fight me then is that so."
Kakarot crossed his arms over his chest. "As much as I would want to what's the point. One blast and you're gone old man," replied Kakarot with a smirk.
Gohan looked the boy over. He didn't look any older than seven or eight. Battle armor on his upper body hugging from his waist up to his chest then around his back. Black loose fitting pants that dug into his white boots. Black matching color wristbands on either wrists, and to his surprise. Was that a brown tail moving about behind him. What in the world was this boy? Some kind of alien from outer space? He's never seen anyone dressed as he was, so the chances of this boy being an alien was highly possible. Could he be the one he's been sensing all along? The one with the strong energy. Gohan focused himself for a brief moment. Sensing. Feeling if he was the one. No he's not the one at all.
"What the hell are you doing?," asked Kakarot as he was growing impatient with this whole just standing around. He was never one for patience.
Gohan snapped out of his thoughts.
"If you're really in a hurry to die then I suggest we get this over with already," continued Kakarot. "I do have a schedule to keep." He got into battle stance ready.
Gohan remained standing with both of his arms back resting against his back. In a stance similar to his old master. "I see you let yourself be deceived by what your eyes see. Well my boy I can assure you that will be your downfall."
"Whatever. Now you're starting to sound like my partner," shot back Kakarot.
Gohan charged first which left Kakarot to prepare for the oncoming attack. Gohan, with the red power pole resting against his back, drew it out from behind and held it slanted in front of him. Kakarot remained un-phased.
Gohan shifted the power pole straight up in front of him. Arms extended out. "Power Pole extend!," he shouted. The pole lit up briefly as it began to grow longer and lifted Gohan off the ground. At this time, Gohan pole-vaulted over the small boy. Landing a few inches behind him. Their backs facing against one another. Readying for his next attack.
The power pole returned to it's original size in the old man's hands. At this time. Knowing the boy's guard was briefly down Gohan took advantage at the offensive. Bringing up his right leg he prepared to roundhouse kick the boy.
Kakarot's scouter went off. Indicating behind him as it traced Gohan's power level. This warned the young chibi saiyan way ahead before the old man could prepare his next assault. In quick movements the next assaults began.
Gohan brought his right leg up for a roundhouse kick to the boy's back. Thanks to Kakarot's scouter the attack backfired as the little seven year old ducted to dodge the attack. Plus his small size gave him the current advantage. While the few seconds that left Gohan's guard down when his attack missed. Kakarot took advantage of the vulnerability and duct all the way down then attempted to sweep the man's feet right off the ground. But that too didn't go so smoothly for Gohan's instincts kicked in and caught on to the boy's strategy. Moving, as fast as his legs could go, he back-flipped just in time and dodged Kakarot's attack.
Two more back-flips and he put some distance between him and the small boy. He stood. Calm as he was before.
Kakarot's turn to stand as he looked the man over in surprise and somewhat impressed. Old age hasn't slowed the man one bit. "Not bad old man," started the little saiyan chibi. "I actually almost had to try that time."
"You're not so bad yourself my boy," replied Gohan. "But I assume you detected my move by using that little mechanical device you have strapped on your ear. If you ask me that seems a little unfair don't you think."
Kakarot crossed his arms. "Whoever said I fight fair." With that said he disappeared. Using his teleportation technique.
This left Gohan a bit baffled and stunned. He just disappeared in seconds. "What in the world," he said to himself. "Where did he go?" Keeping his gaze forward Gohan then saw the boy reappear once again, this time for not even half a second as he soon disappeared afterwards. This kept on going as the boy seemed to be flying towards him at alarming speeds. Was he just hallucinating? The technique continued as the boy kept disappearing and reappearing from left to right as he neared flying towards him.
Once he was close enough Kakarot brought his fisted right hand and brought it up then pulled back. Preparing to strike at Gohan. Gohan brought both of his arms up in defensive position and closed his eyes as he awaiting the inevitable attack. Kakarot pushed his fist forward, but Gohan felt no pain. He reopened his eyes and saw only a fading image of the boy.
"The afterimage attack," said Gohan to himself.
Unbeknownst by Gohan, Kakarot reappeared behind him. Feet a few inches off the ground then spin kicked Gohan's back. The attack hit. Knocking the old man forward a few feet. Face planted on the ground as he landed forward. Took him a few seconds to recover from the attack, but he then stood. Slowly one leg at a time. He turned around and saw the small boy standing with his arms across his chest. A habit he guessed the boy got into.
"You're not the only one with tricks up his sleeves," spoke Kakarot with a smirk. "Plus I am impressed. Usually someone would've been knocked out cold from an attack like that. Especially when done by a saiyan."
"Saiyan?," asked Gohan in confusion. "What is that? You're name or something?"
"No. Not like you'll live long enough to care, but I'll tell you anyway. I am a Saiyan. Apart of a warrior race. The strongest in the entire universe. We are bred for war since the day we are born. Endure the most vigorous of training techniques. Taught how to survive on our own. Banish emotions from our hearts completely where we become nothing but cold-blooded assassins. Who feel nothing. Not even pain.
"We are ruthless and cruel. Our only served purpose to fight until the day we die. We are the perfect soldiers. The perfect warriors. And we have come to this planet to conquer it. Which means there is nothing you can do to stop me."
"No!," said Gohan in shock.
"Yes. Earth belongs to us now. And there isn't a being on this planet strong enough to stop us. In due time this planet will become nothing more but rubble and ruins. And you and your kind will cease to exist."
Gohan's eyes narrowed angrily. "No I won't allow that to happen. I will stop you before that event comes to pass."
"And how do you intend to do that when you can barely even land a solid hit on me old man. Admit it. It's useless. You're pathetically weak and don't stand a chance at defeating me. Regardless of how hard you try. You'll only end up digging your own grave."
No I mustn't allow for that to happen. I won't allow it, thought Gohan to himself. This boy must be stopped. No matter what it takes. Even though he wasn't the strong one I detected earlier, That means there's more than one of him here.
Gohan has encountered the youngest of the two, Kakarot. Their secret of conquering the planet has been revealed. Witnessing the boy's might and powers first hand can Gohan defeat Kakarot or will he only fall at the boy's feet. And what of Vegeta. His arrival to West City growing nearer by the minute. The invasion has begun. Will these two boys succeed or will someone rise to the challenge.
That's the end of chapter four. Hope you guys liked it. You know what to do read then leave a review and tell me what your thoughts on this chapter, but like always no flames. Already started the next chapter and it will be up next week.