There was a thought that came to me instantly, to cut off my finger. But, by time I recovered fully just a few seconds later the haze over my consciousness leaving me, it was already too late.
The light spread across my body where my finger was located and I felt myself shift. A split moment later the light receded and I found myself sitting in the exact same place within my sub dimension.
But even when in this place I could roughly tell where my previous position was before entering it, because when leaving I'd come out at the same place. Now though, I can feel that I've ended up in a completely different place.
"What the hell is going on!?" Bulma fretted, eyes wide with shock as she grabbed me and helped me to me feet, "Who the hell was that and what was he going on about different timelines and crap for?"
A vein throbbed on my forehead at the thought of Fu and I felt the aggression building up within me again. Before it could suffuse me entirely though, I dropped out of my super saiyan state and slumped into Bulma, feeling the majority of the rage drain out of me.
"A demon," I groaned as my temple spiked with pain. Coming down from the high of super saiyan was something else, "And apparently the one who mind whammied Kami into wishing me to life in the first place."
Bulma groaned, "...You can't be serious," she spoke, "Things were looking great, you were stronger even than this Frieza guy that seemed unstoppably strong just a month ago..and now this guy just pops up and slaps you around?"
She grabbed me by the shoulders and pushed me back to look me in the eye, "What does this prick even want and what's with this stupid ring he stuck on you?" she demanded angrily.
"It's called a Time Ring, and using it lets you travel to the past or the future," I explained with a sigh, "As for what he wants? For the most part, just to throw me into different timelines apparently and cause a ton of chaos."
Just great man. This is totally not something I was ready for. I guess it's my own fault for not thinking through things properly. I know all about Xenoverse and the fact that changes in the timeline like what happened with my birth are not in any way natural. But, honestly I just didn't care to think about any of that beyond being pissed off massively in the beginning.
...I've had tunnel vision. I've been so focused on getting strong enough to deal with the likes of Frieza and Cell and Buu so that I can kick back and relax and do what I want that I hadn't taken the time to ponder just what my existence truly meant.
Guess I don't need to think on that now though since Fu slammed it right in my face. Odds are, Chronoa the Supreme Kai of Time and the Time Patrol are very well aware of me right now. And, considering they haven't done anything to correct my existence and the timeline..I can at least assume that they can't do anything about it.
Fu is the real problem though. I'm not strong enough to deal with him yet. Or rather, he has ways of invalidating my ability to hurt him right now. My bastardized Spirit Bomb that I'd come up with in the past week with my access to my infinite ki generator, he'd teleported it into a time rift going by his own words rather than tanking it like he had before.
That was some Namikaze Minato bullshit right there. I've got nothing to deal with that right now. I got a close up look of him using telekinesis and sensed how he manipulated his ki for it, so I've got a rough idea how to do that myself now and think I can replicate it, but...the only thing I can think of to counter that bullshit of teleporting my attack into a time rift is getting the ability to use magic myself or learn how to manipulate space and time with my own ki.
...That meant learning from the Yardrats. My intended destination after Namek was there and Bulma had aleady managed to find the coordinates in the database of planets she'd gotten thanks to my own space pod and the remains of Raditz' one.
'Wait!' my eyes widened as a thought came to me. Did Fu know I'd be heading to Yardrat next? How long had he been watching me? Did he specifically come now before I got to Yardrat and learned their techniques to stop me from having a counter like that?
On that note, he stopped playing around when I tried to go attempt to become a Super Saiyan 4 and cut off my attempt right away.
"Erm, Mr. Kakarot," Dende tugged on my the shredded remains of my gi top, breaking me from my thoughts and I looked down to see the still terrified looking green boy looking up at my shyly, "...Are you okay? Do you need me to heal you?"
I kneeled down and placed my hand atop his head and smiled at him, "Nah, I'm alright kid," I reassured him, "I'm tough, so you don't need to worry. Thanks for asking though."
"Oh..that's good," Dende nodded lightly, before looking around, "..But what now? I felt like that light from the ring moved us somewhere."
"Wait, it did?" Bulma blinked, "I didn't even notice anything!" well, she had been more interesting in playing with her ki or relaxing and admiring Planet Namek or my new little dimension than honing her abilities purposefully.
"Yeah, from the looks of it, we're in another timeline," I nodded, "I can feel outside this place and we're definitely not on Namek anymore."
"Just great," Bulma sunk slumped down to her ass, "Magic dragons, demons, planet busting idiots and now time travel. What does it say about my life that I'm not actually shocked by this?" she sent a sardonic look my way.
"You've lived a blessed life?" I teased her. I'm feeling a lot more relaxed now that I'm out of my super saiyan form. I'd been in it a week and I hadn't realised till this point how on edge I was and how much aggression was bubbling beneath the surface even with being around Bulma and Dende being easy.
I completely lost control of that aggression when Fu turned up. On instinct I had attacked with everything I had. Both because he was just that powerful, and because I knew instantly just how much fucking trouble he would bring with him and cause my desires for a relaxing life to get further and further out of reach.
"Sure..blessed," Bulma snorted, "Let's go with that."
I opened my mouth to tease her about the fact that she could blow up a planet now if she wanted and was more or less biologically immortal thanks to the wish I made for us both to get regeneration, but before I could she met my eyes and glared at me, "By the way, I've decided, I'm promoting you to full time boyfriend now," she said and jutted her chin out at me challengingly, as if daring me to disagree, "Congratulations, you aren't a trial boyfriend anymore and are the real deal, aren't you super lucky?"
"Sure, lucky, let's go with that." I smirked, throwing her own words right back at her. Her eyebrows rose and a smirk of her own appeared on her face as she held my gaze, eyes beginning to smoulder.
"What's a boyfriend?" Dende asked innocently, cutting through the rising tension.
"I'll tell you when you're Super Kami Dende, Little Green." I replied.
"So when did we end up then?" Bulma asked after minute, "Are we in the past or future do you think?"
"I'm thinking the future," she turned to look at me and I shrugged, "He pretty much implied that me being in our time caused massive ripples in our timeline, so I think it makes sense that he'd send us to a future where I didn't exist to see what I made happen." that, and there would be no point in sending me to a time before the early saga's. Well, unless he plopped me back during the time the saiyan race was still alive and kicking, that could be something that would cause a lot of ripples.
I had to withhold the urge to sigh in annoyance. Things really were looking up for me the past week too. With my strength Frieza was a non issue and as long as I kept getting stronger gradually, like from eating my fruit every day even the androids and Cell would probably end up a non issue.
And I even had a sweet idea to raise the mortal level of Universe 7 while resting on my ass. Loading that bunch back on Earth up on fruit from the Tree of Might then getting their potential unlocked so they could pretty much handle anything. Then, once Frieza was dealt with, I could see about using the Black Star Dragon Balls to summon Ultimate Shenron and wish for all planets and good people who were agreeable, who were destroyed or killed by Frieza and the Frieza Force to be restored. Then I could just send the others out into the galaxy looking for the dragon balls after they shot off across the universe to stop the planet from exploding a year later and I could happily chillax.
There goes that fucking plan for now I guess.
"I guess that makes sense," Bulma cupped her chin and nodded, "Any idea wat we're gonna be up against?"
"I'll need to check things out first before I can get any id-" I began replying, only to find something surprising brushing up against my ki sensing outside the dimension. I'd been extending it outwards since the light took us wherever we are now.
It's a ki. A familiar ki. It's darker, filled with rage and far far more powerful than I last remember it being just before we left for Namek two weeks ago. And by the feel of it, they were in a fight.
It's Gohan's ki!
"Mr. Kakarot, what's wrong?" Dende asked, noting my suddenly tense posture.
I don't sense any other ki's though. That narrows things down to a few possibilities. But one most of all springs to mind from the feel of his ki. I swiped my hand through the air and a portal rippled into existence at my side. When it cleared to show the other side, the devastated form of a city looked back at me. Buildings demolished, sky scrapers collapsed, inferno's lighting the area while smoke clouded the sky. Bodies, tens of hundreds, thousands of them lay all over the place, collapsed in great puddles of blood, charcoaled black into unrecognizeable chunks of burnt meat, piling up in craters, blood staining the cratered streets. Children, Little children dying with terror etched onto their faces!
My hands clenched together so tightly felt I felt blood begin to stain my palms and the aggression of super saiyan threatened to rise up and swallow me whole.
"...Oh my god!" Bulma gasped in horror at what she saw, hands rising up to clasp her mouth, "I think I'm gonna be sick!" and promptly was, bending over a the waist to empty the contents of her stomach.
"..T-this is horrible!" Dende shook, tears budding in his eyes, "..W-why...why would anyone do this?" he asked, his voice trembling with terror and a great sadness.
'Yeah I've got a good idea where I am now.' I thought, grinding my teeth together. "You two, stay here!" I ordered them both, and without giving them any time to reply, I jumped through the portal and closed it behind me.
I touched down on the ground beside the corpse of a young girl, a small doll laying just out of reach of her outstretched hand. The stink of death assaulted me. Death, decay, burnt flesh, bile, shit and more swept through my nostrils and it took all my willpower not to follow Bulma's example and empty the contents of my stomach through retching.
I kneeled down, and reached out placing my hand that was shaking with my building rage on the little girls head. Her spun brown hair was damp with blood and just touching it made her blood mix with my own atop my palm, "You poor thing," I whispered. My heart ached, this...this is just a little girl. What kind of terror must she have felt? And not just her...but how many more children and more had died like this running desperately for their lives only to be slaughtered for amusement, "I'll fix this, I promise." I whispered.
...If nothing else, I'm glad I ended up here at least. This is something I'll gladly do something about!
I have Dende with me. He can recreate the dragon balls here, possibility. I can fix this! And even if he can't, we Bulma's ship! I just need to find the New Namek of this timeline. Even if I have to kick down the fucking doors of Otherworld, I'll find where it is and make this right.
My senses locked onto Gohan's ki, and now that I was focused on it, I could feel another ki, strong, but nowhere near Gohan's strength very near him.
'Is it Trunks?' I wondered. I shook my head, pulling on my ki and allowing my crimson aura to burst into existence around me. It didn't matter right now. What did matter was shoving my foot up those fucking tin cans asses!
I jumped and blasted up through the air, flying towards where I could sense Gohan as fast as I could.
My destination was practically halfway across the world. But with my top speed, even in my base form. It was a matter of twenty minutes.
As I rushed there though, I felt as the second smaller ki visibly began fluctuating. They were fighting too. I couldn't sense any others, but considering the massive, massive ki of Gohan I felt was the strongest I'd ever felt beyond my own and that cunt Fu's, I could tell he was probably already in his super saiyan form and his own ki was fluctuating and struggling, which meant he was fighting. And at that strength, the second smaller ki wasn't even a one hundredth as, so there was no way there were fighting each other.
It wasn't long later I found myself coming to a stop above an amusement park and directly below I could feel the two ki's.
My eyes zeroed in on four figures down below. My eyes almost immediately going to the glowing golden figure darting through the air and trading blows with a dark haired figure, before my eyes settled on two others. Atop the ferris wheel I could see a blue clad blonde with their fist grasping the purple locks of a smaller figure while their other hand began glowing with yellow ki.
"Bulla!" the golden glowing figure of Gohan shouted in fear, making to dash through the air to put a stop to it, only to be blind sided by a haymaker from what I assume is Android 17.
Bulla, not Trunks?
Didn't matter. I shot down and before Android 18 could unleash her blast of ki my foot connected with her jaw and like a rocket she was sent soaring thousands of feet crashing through a building.
"W-what the?" The girl I just saved looked up at me in shock from where I'd caught her bridal style, "Who are you?"
Huh, she really wasn't Trunks. She had the violet hair, but she was decidedly female and decidedly curvy, which was easy to see with the sporty tank top and shorts she was wearing. She looked a lot like Bulma when she was younger.
"Yes I'd quite like to know that to." Android 17's voice reached me and I looked to find him staring at me with narrowed eyes, while behind him. Gohan, the future badass Gohan that I would definitely be proud to claim as my son stared at me in shock.
"..A saiyan?" He stared at my tail wiggling in the air behind me, before his eyes went to my face and his eyes began to widen, "..Father? No..it can't be you're to young."
A tower of yellow light erupted from where I kicked Eighteen blowing the building above her into smithereens and sending debris flying throughout the sky, "Who's the little punk that did that?" Eighteen snarled as she stepped out of the wreckage, her clothes ripped and torn but beyond some blood dribbling from her lip, no damage at all from my kick.
For a moment I was astounded by her beauty. Cool blue eyes, beautiful blonde hair and a curvaceous body that would put a pin-up model to shame. Then I remembered the little girl who's body I found not long ago and I couldn't help but find her supremely ugly.
"My name is Kakarot, but I suppose for you tin cans, you can call me Son Goku." I spoke, my lips lifting into a sneer as I bared my teeth at them. For here and now, I'll happily fill the role of Son Goku.
"Son Goku..but he's dead!" Android 17 spat.
"Doesn't matter who he is," 18 snarled floating up into the air and directing her fury filled gaze towards me, "He's a dead man walking for ruining my clothes."
"...It really is father..but how?" Gohan stared at me stupefied through the glinting teal eyes of a super saiyan.
"Daddy's home," I spoke narrowing my eyes and reaching for the golden radiance within me and suffusing it with my ki. There was a rush of power through me as I ascended, golden power bursting into life around, "And I'm pissed as hell!"
"W-woah " Bulla gasped at me as I set her down on her feet, "What incredible power!"
"Daddy huh? You sure sound like you've got some big balls on you ya' little brat," Android 17 chuckled, "But lemme tell ya? This whole blondie trick? Not intimidating, it wasn't when we slapped around Vegeta and it definitely hasn't been for the last thirteen years we've been using Gohan here as our stress ba-"
That was as far as he got before I was in front of him and the back of my hand met his cheek before he could react and the ground rattled like an earthquake was going through it as he hit the ground a split moment later in the middle of a huge crater, "I'm sorry, I couldn't hear you over the sound of me smacking a bitch." I smirked.
That felt good. Really good actually. And it gave me a rough baseline of where I stood in regards to the arcs beyond the Frieza Saga.
"17!" Eighteen cried out in shock, before roaring angrily and shooting towards me. I didn't bother moving. At the state I'm in now, she looks incredibly slow.
"Father, watch out!" Gohan burst into action and chased after her. And to his credit, eve with the head start she had on him, he was catching up rapidly.
Not quite fast enough as her fist smashed into my jaw. My jaw throbbed lightly, but beyond that nothing. Hell, my face barely turned at all from the force of her blow. "Don't you mock me you trashy flesh bag!" the blonde android raged when I merely raised an eyebrow at her over her fist pressed into my jaw. With a scream, she began raining a rapid barrage of punches into my face. And I let her.
Instead, I calculated the strength of her blows, since I couldn't feel her ki, this was the best I could do to measure her strength. If these were her strongest punches, then by my estimates, I was over ten stronger than her. Actually, a bit over fifteen times stronger than her. "Die! Die! Die! Die! Die!" she screeched with each punch delivered to my face. All she accomplished was lightly turning my face from side to side with each blow.
Looking at her ugliness this up close, I couldn't help but let the familiar aggression of the super saiyan form take over. My tail, now golden in colour impacted her face and slammed her down towards the ground where she ploughed into her brother struggling to his feet below and with a massive boom deepened the crater they were in twice over, "Can't you see your better is trying to think you useless blow up doll?" I huffed in annoyance, crossing my arms.
They were up moments later, shooting into the air. "Man, this guy is good!" Android 17 noted, "He's nothing like Vegeta or Gohan!"
"I hate you!" Eighteen screamed at me.
"You hate that you're weaker than me actually," I snorted smugly crossing my arms over my chest, I'm feeling pretty good now, my temper easier to reign in now hat I can beat that them all I want, "But that's the difference between me and you two. I'm the strongest warrior in this universe, while you're a bimbo and faggot pair of sex toys made by a limp dicked old man."
"W-what did you call me you punk!?" Eighteen snarled.
"What, you got a problem with the truth?" I jutted my chin out at her, "Is that where your little temper tantrum comes from in regards to humans? You hate them all because old limpy Gero spunked you up good and proper every night while he was working on an actual strong android?"
"That's it, I've had it!" She roared, completely losing her cool. She cupped her hands together, bright green ki crackling with lightning burst into existence around her palms before she swung them out at me, "Super Electric Strike!"
Ooh, that move! I remember it from the Xenoverse games. Hmm, that shouldn't be too hard to replicate. I've got experience turning my ki training electricity thanks to learning the Thunder Shock Surprise from Master Roshi last month.
A split moment later, two massive arcing blades of ki scythed through the air towards me. Just before they hit me, I lowered my battle power to a twentieth of my max strength.
Pain assaulted me as they both sliced right through my torso and electrocuted me at the same time, frying my body so badly I could smell my own cooked flesh.
Gohan gasped and gave a strangled shout, "N-no! Father!" and I heard Bulla scream in horror behind me.
Eighteen stared at me with wide eyes, panting deeply as her attack faded. Before glee shone in those blue orbs of hers, "Hahahahaha! Yes, you feel that!?" she cackled, "You're dead now you little punk! Not so tough now are you!"
"..I guess he wasn't a big deal after all?" Android 17 blinked, tilting his head and looking befuddled.
"Y-you think this is funny?" I asked, hacking out a mouthful of blood.
Eighteen just grinned wider and laughed harder. "W-well," I coughed again, "I-t's not as...funny...as your face." the struggle I put into my words cleared up a moment later and I stood to my full height in the air, the charring of my skin gone and the bisected slashes through my torso nowhere to be seen.
"..Oh shit." Android 17's eyes went wide as he gasped.
"No...no..no no no no no!" Eighteen screamed, she thrust her hand out at me, her palm glowing blue, "Infinity Bullet!"
In an instant ki blasts appeared in the dozens, then a moment later the hundreds. And by time five seconds passed by, thousands. Each one slamming into me and kicking up a massive explosion of light and flame in the sky.
I didn't even bother raising my battle power back up. It hurt, oh god it hurt. But the burning feeling roasting away at my skin from every single blast? It was nothing compared to having all of my organs and bones crushed in an instant, multiple times. And that happened to me less than a half hour ago.
Funny how things turned out. I let her keep up blasting me for a whole thirty seconds. Roasting my body over and over, blasting great gouges out of my skin. But for every piece of damage she inflicted, moments later, I was healed back up and I felt my ki bubble and grow stronger within me each time.
And when Eighteen finally let up. She gagged in pain as an instant later my fist was buried in her stomach, her spittle sprinkling across my face, "Ew, nasty." I commented blankly, wrinkling my face in disgust.
Then I headbutted her and the earth below split apart as she impacted it like a falling meteorite, great chunks of debris the size of buildings shooting into the air from the force of the impact.
"Eighteen!" Android 17 shouted in terror at the sight of his sister. He cast one terrified glance at me, before shooting down towards where she got buried by my blow.
"Father, now's your chance!" Gohan's voice brought my attention to him, "Finish them."
"No." I denied him flatly. "I've got a better idea Gohan." While I was letting Eighteen blast me, an idea had came to mind.
"..You're sparing them!?" Gohan looked at me in affront and his aura sparked dangerously as if he wanted to punch me despite knowing the massive strength difference between us, "Father, I don't know how you've ended up like this and look so young, or even how you've come back. But, they're monsters! They've killed so many innocent people! They have to die!"
"They do," I agreed, "But, we'll be using their deaths Gohan, to make sure this world is well protected from now on."
"H-how!?" Gohan gave a strangled forced question, his muscles were bulging and constricting. He was visibly holding himself back from chasing after Android 17 in an attempt to finish off the weakened Android 18.
I closed my eyes and sighed, "It's hard to explain," I replied before opening them and smiling at the grown man that was my original counterparts son from another timeline "Do you trust me Gohan?"
He grit his teeth before sighing and relaxing his muscles, "I do father." He conceded.
"Good, then just follow my lead," I nodded at him. Oh, if Fu wants to see me cause fucking ripples in history? I'll give him fucking ripples, let's see if he fucking expects this, "There's a lot more things out there than just these two, threats that make them look like kittens before dragon, and I've got a plan to use them to help save everything in the future."
Gohan looked at me confused, but I merely smiled enigmatically at him.
After all, while I'm here, I may as well see about attempting to put them on the path to raising the mortal level. And Dende can't stay here to keep the dragon balls going for them. But, there is someone on this planet with Namekian DNA, even with Piccolo gone.
As revolting as it was to me to let these two monsters get away, even for just now. Letting them live longer only to get a more horrifying end and help things progress here in the future, is worth dealing with the bad taste in my mouth for a bit.
Kakarot Battle Power: 126,736,703
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