Living Legend
Another chapter. As I wrote in my profile, I can only update stories on weekends, if my schedule allows me to work on them.
But holy shit! How the Hell am I getting so many fans? I just don't know. Seriously, just two chapters and more than 30 reviews, keep it coming people!
But as apreciative as I can be, I am also getting frustrated. Specially because some people only want to apparently bitch around my stories like thinking you own me. Pretty brave when hidding by guest comments, aren't you?
That topic aside, now into the story.
Chapter 3: Training in Family
The next day after the family reunion Goku walked out of his house well-rested and after a plentiful breakfast, his little son following in toe. Both Saiyans from Earth were dressed in orange Gis with blue weighted clothes beneath. Goku's father was already outside warming up with simple push ups. He was already going through his ten thousand rep. Amazingly, Bardock was dressed in a new Gi Goku materialised for him, which was black with weighted dark green undershirt, weighted wristbands and boots. Not that the extra weights were a hindrance for his training but it did help to push it up a little bit.
After a few stretching and warming up sit ups, The palm-haired Saiyan got in position, his eyes firmed and decisive.
"Alright Gohan, let's get started" Goku said and his three-year old son got in a fighting position, typical of the Turtle School his father had tought him. They started to trade quick blows though Goku had the obvious upper hand. Bardock stopped training and looked at the fight, mildly interested. From his point of view, his two descendants were very slow motion. Not unexpected, considering his current strength.
"Come on Gohan, you have to push yourself harder if you want to hit me" Goku advised his son, brushing a small fist to the left and landing a front kick to the solar plexus that sent the little half Saiyan backwards head over heels. The hybrid backflipped in mid air, just a bit winded by the low-powered attack. The young demiSaiyan understood what his father said and pressed his powers forward, harder than before. Inch by inch, the hybrid started to close the gap. Goku smiled while defending himself. Gohan still had a long way before fully grasping his inner powers but if Goku knew something, was that his son would get there in no time. Hell, Gohan was already ten times stronger than Goku had been at that same age.
They both shot energy blasts, some dust kicking up and blocking the view.
The distant eastern region of the world was known for its magnificent sights. And that's where the scar bandit and famous baseball player Yamcha was flying towards, passing above lush green forests into a visible hundred-feet tall waterfall. The former thug of the desert felt the two energies he had come to find.
"Hey Tien, Chaotzu" The former desert bandit greeted his friends floating down towards the forest near the waterfall. The water noise rambled with a soothing echo for a mind that needed calmness and quietness. Maybe that's why Tien had chosen it to train in for the last years.
"Yamcha" The former Crane assassin greeted his friend, his three eyes still closed in meditation, as was Chaotzu. Not that the fighter needed them to see Yamcha "You seemed to still slack on your training"
"What can I say? Fame is a consuming couple" The bandit answered with a joke.
"I don't think being famous over baseball is that challenging" The tryclops replied, himself and the painted-face Chaotzu still meditating.
"Well, that's the thing" The bandit said, Tien now looking at him with his three eyes "Krillin and I were talking about, you know, Goku's father showing up. And we decided that maybe we could have some special training with Kami to help us catch up with them"
"I see" The three-eye person stated, looking at his shorter face-painted friend. While he did trusted Goku with his life, he knew nothing about Bardock. If he was fighting on their side then good. But Tien wasn't one to sit idly and let things happen around. Even if Goku's dad or Goku himself couldn't defeat someone, then it didn't mean the end of the world. It only meant that the remaining fighters had to push themselves even harder. And that's what Tien and Chaotzu had been doing for the last years. And if Kami could help then they would gladly train with him.
"Okay, we are in" Tien stood up.
"Faster!" Goku demanded, his son's punches too slow for Gohan to land a hit. It had been an hour since the sparring started and Gohan was already showing the signs of tiredness. All of the strikes the hybrid fired were easily dodged or parried by the father. The long-haired hybrid yelled, his left fist aimed for the nose. But Goku lazily catched it with his open palm.
"Gohan, I said faster!" The father demanded again, his boot of foot sharply hitting hard into his son's temple at blurring speeds and sending him flying like a rag doll through the air. The hybrid skidding the ground, his feet plowing a small trench on the path.
Bardock kept watching the fight with some interest. It was obvious the kid had Saiyan blood. Only one of Saiyan descendance could keep going on after so much over beating. Saiyan Hybrids were something unheard of back on Planet Vegeta. Mostly because there had never been a register of how powerful they could get or of a race compatible with their own. Saiyan DNA combined with other races could either be a powerful strength bonus or a very heavy setback. Not that the scar fighter considered himself a doctor or something. He was just talking from common sense.
The orange-cladded hybrid stood up again with heavy panting. There were a few bruises on his face but he wasn't paying heed to them. He had to fight. To prove his strength to both his father and grandfather. Gohan clutched his teeth, his mind diverting into a power hidden inside him. A well of strength all Saiyans had deep within.
Gohan's eyes briefly shifted green with his mouth tight shut before he shot forward like a living meteor. The short-sized fighter's aura came alive in a dark red, almost bright golden color. His face had momentary lost his consciousness replaced by a feral beast. The father and grandfather had barely opened their eyes in astonishment before the child had stuck his hard head into Goku's guts. The wind was kicked out of Goku's sails by the amazing pressure his first-born had surprisingly generated. Both fell to the ground, Gohan knocked out by the energy lost.
The Champion of Earth coughed some blood but his body was already healing back to full power. He stood up a bit shakingly but not damaged permanently. He smiled towards his now sleeping son.
Bardock stepped towards Goku.
"Do you realise the power your son has?" The scar Saiyan said to his second-born son, who nodded recovering his breath.
"You could feel it too?" The Saiyan son asked back
"No, but it's not hard not to" The time traveler replied arms folded over his chest. He didn't know how to feel energy but it wasn't needed after such a fast and awesome display. For a moment, he had thought the child would transform like he did back on Plant.
Maybe a benefit of his Saiyan side. Transforming at younger age along with greater natural strength.
"I know" The head-injured fighter replied with a happy smile "Back when I was his age I wasn't half as strong as he is now" The Saiyan lifted his snoring son to take him back home.
Goku's last comment fully cemented Bardock's idea. The kid could grow stronger in a short period of time. Maybe stronger than himself.
Only time could tell.
A few days later after the display, now the pure-blooded Saiyan father and son were training again on the outside. Bardock had a new set of weighted clothes, which weighted more than a thousand tons. But they weren't in physical training today. Goku was teaching his birth father the energy sensing. After years of relying on a very breakable scouter, Bardock needed to have more advantage over his oponent. And feeling energy was a good step towards it.
Still the scar Saiyan needed a few more days of practice before using the technique to its fullest.
"Now, let's fly" Bardock said, taking off in the air. Goku sighed and followed. Flying was still something he wasn't very good at. Both took off in the air effortlessly, though Goku was more concentrated in his ki than other thing. The no-scar Saiyan shook his head and eased his breath, his mind focusing not only in keeping the body airborne but also ready for the incoming mêlée struggle.
Without having to say a single word, the pure-blooded Saiyans started fighting. Their attacks clashed in mid-air with amazing shock waves faster than the naked eye could follow. Both father and son attacked each other, though it was obvious who would win this one eventually. Bardock was not only holding back a lot of his powers but Goku was quickly depleting his own by keeping himself airbound. A few more minutes and his son would simply fall on his ass.
But that was the point of training a Saiyan. Each time they were injured or tired, they would recover much stronger than the last time. Training didn't provide the same increase in power as a Zenkai but every Saiyan improved with training faster than any other race in the universe.
A figure lurked inside the forest near the training field where the Son family trained. The looker was dressed in a purple outfit with a weighted white shoulder paddle and a white hat of many tons of weight. He was known as Piccolo, the reincarnated King Piccolo, dark side of Kami.
For the last few days he had been keeping tabs on the fighters. He had trained relentlessly for the last years, hoping to be powerful enough to finally defeat his old nemesis Goku. But now Piccolo found that Goku had also been training, surpassing him again with no problem. Worst, there were now two Gokus! And one who was easily a hundred times stronger than the original one. Like his life was easy with one, let alone two now.
For now though, the green alien-like man would watch without acting. One thing for sure; He would materialize even more weight for training first thing tomorrow.
An hour or two later, Saiyan father and son floated down to the floor, their sparring done for the day. Goku was the one panting the most by the built-up fatigue in his tired muscles. Bardock was just there barely warmed up. The fighters remaiend in silence, the sunset in the distance shinning with magnificent orange light.
That's when Bardock had a thought.
"Kakarot, what happen to Gohan's mother?" The scar warrior asked his son. The fatigued martial arts champion looked at his father with aprehensive eyes. It took Goku a few seconds, before he could muster the words.
"Well, Chichi died after giving birth to him" Goku replied, his eyes showing a sudden sadness.
"Sorry" The scar alien stated with a dark expression, knowing too well how the pain of lost weighted "I think that's one of the reasons why Saiyans never thought of breeding with other species. Normally it would require a compatible female. And then she should be strong enough to carry a powerful child" Goku nodded in understanding.
"Now that we are on that topic..." The palm-haired alien asked now, getting his father's attention on him "What about my mother?" The question would have seemed out of the blue but Bardock was pretty much expecting it. Someone like Kakarot, raised on his own without any knowledge of his birth family would always have questions.
"Her name was Gine. She used to be on my squad back on planet Vegeta" The scar fighter explained, his back falling and resting on the grass, his eyes looking into the orange-colored sky "To put it in simple terms, she was a trouble magnet, I always ended up having to save her from her own shadow" He pressed on, Goku's undivided attention on him "I guess it was then that I knew I'd found a mate" Bardock looked at his son. Kakarot may look a lot like him but his spirit and layback attitude were purely inherited from his mother, head injury or not "I can see that a lot of her traits still live on you. Specially her backwards clumsiness"
"Thanks!" The son laughed heartily, rubbing his head in his typical fashion "But what does that even mean?" The time traveler chuckled slightly.
"I have no idea. Something she just did naturally" Bardock replied amused, his hands resting behind his head like a pillow.
For the time being, the father and son remained sitting there on the battlefield, hopefully now knowing each other a bit better.
The four human Earth fighters flew through the high cloud layer on the atmosphere. The coldness would have been a hindrace but not to the seasoned fighters. The fighters finally arrived into the high-above Guardian' sanctuary.
"So this is the Lookout, eh?" Yamcha commented, checking around the white marble-made place. It was too quiet.
"Greetings" The plump genie Popo welcomed the three visitors, showing up out of the blue. The sudden appearance had taken the fighters completely by surprise, making them fall on their backs. A few seconds later, the elder green-skinned Kami walked outside the central buildings, the humans back on their feet.
"I know the world is not at peril so I have to ask why are you four here" The Guardian inquired rather in a peaceful tone, holding himself up with his wooden crane "I don't mind visits but yours is rather unexpected"
"Well, we, I mean the four of us were wondering if you could..." Krillin started with a stammering voice, looking around trying to keep some dignity "You know, teach us some fighting"
"That seems very abrupt" The Guardian stated, his tone not sounding accusing but at the same time wanting to know more "Why the sudden decision?"
"Well, you see, now that Goku's dad showed up and trains Goku and Gohan, we think we are, you know, falling down the list" Yamcha answered nonchalantly. Kami remained pretty much stoic clearly comprehending the situation.
"I see. You don't think yourselves strong enough to equal a Saiyan family on your own" The Guardian stated still stoic and without showing emotions.
"More like trying to not get beaten like the last Martial Arts Tournament" Krillin chimed in, half joke. He still remembered the beating Piccolo did to him. His bruises were still healing the other bruises inside the bruises. Too many for him to actually like.
"I will help you, but not yet" Kami replied, surprising the Turtle and Crane fighters "You can stay here and spar one another. But I won't be teaching you"
"Wait, what!?" The former bandit asked rather impolitely "Why not?"
"There's another student showing up for training in a couple of weeks" The green Guardian commented, walking to the edge of his floating house, his far-seeing powers letting him check into the people below "Once you are all together, you will improve both as individuals and as a team"
"Another student" Tien stated now, interest picked up. That could be a good asset for them.
"Yes. Korin took a new student some time ago that shows a lot of potential" The plump genie said now, his master still overlooking the green planet. The four humans looked at each other, like talking in their minds.
"Seems fair enough" The bald monk commented with a shrug of shoulders. If he had to train with someone new, then he would.
For now though, the four humans decided to go all-out one another to see how far they could push themselves. Besides, if Goku could increase so much, why couldn't they? They weren't Saiyans, sure, but their training was just as hard.
Notes from Chapter 3:
Bardock isn't increasing his powers very fast because he is not been pushed to his limits.
Gohan's hidden powers are actually his Super Saiyan powers showing up earlier because he has trained for longer than his cannon part.
I only use Gine in this story because some serious fans will lash at me for not putting her in. I really don't like her sudden appearance just because Toriyama wanted to end that discussion. But Dragon Ball Minus is completely NOT cannon. Goku inside a pod for three years, yeah that makes sense. Just when I thought Super Saiyan God couldn't ruin Dragon Ball franchise someone came up with that.
Power Levels:
Bardock:
After a few weeks of sparring with his family (weighted clothes on): 81,000
Without weights: 83,000
Goku:
After a few weeks of training (weighted clothes on): 1,500
Without weights: 2,000
Gohan:
Training with weighted clothes: 500
Without weights: 800
Sudden Saiyan power burst: 2,000
Piccolo:
Weights on: 1,000
Without weights: 1,500
Kami: 700
Tien: 350
Yamcha: 300
Chaotzu: 200
Krillin: 250
The family is already training like the warriors they are. And apparently so are the humans. But what is to come next?