OPENING THEME
EPISODE 01:
THE WARRIOR'S INVITATION: GOKU FACES OFF WITH A NEW THREAT
"I don't see why we have to fly in this thing?" complained Goku at the helm of the plane. With a confident push on the throttle proudly beaming the Capsule Corporation logo, the ailerons shifted and thrust the vehicle at a far greater speed. Relaxing in the pilot's seat, he flashed a wide grin at his wife behind him, "I can sorta sense 'em 'cause it seems like they're using fusion. They're probably just practicing, y'know how those kids are."
"Goku, are you hearing yourself?" she wailed, "Your son just up and left in the middle of dinner to go visit Trunks and when I called, Dr. Brief said that they're at the hospital!" She ended her statement with utter surprise, "I can't help but to worry that's something wrong. Maybe Bulma got hurt or maybe..."
"Stop worrying. I'm gaining West City now and I can't sense anybody else anywhere near them which definitely means that they're not fighting any powerful enemy or anything, right!" Goku laughed nervously.
"Yeah, practicing - in the middle of the city?" She knocked him on his head, "Name one time that I have ever been wrong!" She waved a threatening fist and settled into a forlorn mood, "I just can't shake it - I just know my son's in trouble."
"Aw, Chi, you worry too much," he said but the sharp pang that surged through his head immediately sent him into a frenzy. However, at that very second the plane made a massive tumble, flipping over several times as it dashed backwards by at least ten times the speed it had been travelling.
"Whoa! What's going on, Goku!" yelled Chi-Chi, pushing her hands against the sides of the plane in an effort to keep her footing but it was in vain as she slipped and took a terrible fall. Soon she was sliding around, slaloming around incoming miscellaneous items.
"I've never encountered anything like this before," Goku said in a stern tone, floating in a meditation pose, untouched amidst the chaos. He stroked his chin with indecisive strokes as though deep in thought, "How absurd, I just sensed this insanely huge power level one second and then the next it's just gone!"
"Goku!" yelled Chi-Chi, the desperation in her tone could not go unnoticed and it reawakened him from his trance. Jumping to action, he flew towards his wife and hooking one arm around her, they disappeared. Mere seconds later, the plane crashed into a large tree, rendering the vehicle to a pulp and nothing more than shards of glass that rained on the now devastated city.
Sighing loudly, Chi-Chi finally relaxed and slipped backwards making a perfect landing in the soft sofa bed behind her.
"I hate to have to say this but hon, you're always right," he said firmly as he grabbed hold of her shoulders and looked into her eyes, "The same time I sensed this massive surge of energy I also noticed that the boys' own had dissipated. I gotta go check this out."
Understanding that familiar glint in his eyes, she nodded boldly despite the fear that surged through her, her sorrowful eyes begging for an answer.
He kissed her on the forehead, "See you in a few."
"You better," she mumbled. He disappeared as though he was never there to begin with.
"Holy - " Goku panicked at the sight of the massive fire ball that was heading his way, the very essence of it blocked out the sun's own rays. He barely had time to glance at the wrecked bodies of the two boys before he started feeling the intense heat ripping away at the seams of his clothes. Thinking fast, he reasoned from the look on their faces and their severely weakened state that they had no energy left to move out of the way. He grabbed hold of them and in an instant they had disappeared from the scene seconds before impact.
The massive blast unearthed the concrete and consumed everything in its path within a two mile radius. A small, orange orb rolled and tumbled in the midst of the blast but the extreme force proved too much and ultimately the hard outer shell cracked under pressure.
"What is going on guys?" Goku asked in a panic when he laid the children down gently on the floor.
The boys stared blankly at him, prompting him to calmly shake his son's arms, "Goten, please. What's going on?"
"D-Dad?" he asked with life coming back into his eyes, "M-Mom?"
Chi-Chi gingerly moved closer towards them and sunk to her knees and caressed the boy's forehead.
"He's going to go after my Dad, Goku," Trunks warned although he fought to speak, "And Dad's in no position to fight, so please, hurry."
This news about Vegeta both shocked and intrigued him. He assumed that a battle had already taken place between the two and from the terrified look in the boy's eyes, he assumed that Trunks had seen first-hand the results of that very battle.
"Alright, kiddo, on it." Goku nodded and turned towards his wife, begging wordlessly for a show of support.
"I got this, Goku - go get him," she said firmly.
Floating above the chaos was a young man who would have appeared unassuming were it not for the silver length of his spiky hair and his satisfied grin. It was as if the very essence of death lingering in the air was music to his ears to which soothed his spirit.
"That was fun," he smirked with pride but it was quickly replaced with intrigue when Goku appeared before him.
"Well, it's about time, Kakarot."
Goku studied the man before him. Had it not been for his impressive built and flaring aura, he would have come off as the average youth.
'Did he just addressed me by my saiyan name?' Goku thought. In the nick of time, he managed to avoid the full extent of a powerful fist and he gawked at the sizzling aura that radiated off of it, 'Can he somehow switch on and off his power reading even in the midst of battle because I can't sense a thing. And the way he greeted me, it's as if he purposely called me out by allowing his power to be sensed and presumably only by me,' Goku pondered.
"A little earlier and you would have seen me finish off your son and my brother."
The stranger's voice held an edge to it that unnerved his being but he was more puzzled by what he said than worried, "Your brother?"
Noticing an enticing smirk enraged Goku and his aura surged immensely, "Why are you doing this? All those innocent people!"
"Come on, please, hit me." The man lured him on.
Wasting no time, Goku accepted the proposal and launched forward at incredible speed but the only thing his fists and heavy kicks connected to was the rush of the air.
"What the?" It was frustrating that he could not land a single punch, 'Is it because after all that this isn't his natural state. Damn, if only I could sense him.'
"Why are you holding back on me, Kakarot?" he asked, smirking.
"How would you know I'm holding back?" He eased off of his failing efforts and tried to regain control over his heavy breathing. His speed and mighty attempts took a lot out of him.
"Do you take me for a fool?"
"I'm not sure. You talk as if you know that I'm hiding power but I do believe that we've never fought before far less met. So what kind of game are you playing here? There was no need to attack the boys - if all you wanted was to get to me."
"You are a super saiyan 3 or at least that's what you coined it, aren't I right?"
Goku's eyes widened at the man's revelation, 'How does he even know about that wish to Shenron? No one knows about that but me, my wife and Vegeta. Does he somehow know about Super Saiyan God as well?'
Studying how Goku's countenance changed seemed to excite the warrior and he pressed on with a new sense of joy in his tone, "You see, as a warrior race we can excel greatly in levels untold but to determine a level by number is a tad misleading, wouldn't you say? For example, I know that you've grown far more powerful in this form within the last few weeks. However, you must know how unwise it is to fight me at such a lowly ah level - perhaps you need eh...let's say...a circle of other saiyans to help you out."
Goku grimaced at the very thought that he had been right, 'Could he somehow have been spying on us the entire time, waiting to strike but why beg me to succeed my strength to Super Saiyan God unless...did he just say we?"
"I come pretty close but I cannot read minds but I do know that you are calculating everything I've just said and you've finally come up with the solution."
"You're a saiyan," Goku said determinedly, anger searing through him upon this realisation.
He smirked but his voice contained a sense of disgust and bitterness, "Yes, a filthy saiyan just as you are."
Goku narrowed his eyes, "You make being a saiyan sound awful. Considering that there's only a handful of us left, I'd say you had a pretty bad run in at some point in the past but you seem young, too young. Perhaps, you're a half-ling and stories were passed down to you by your folks, am I right? Yeah, I know - I've learnt about my heritage as an adult too but believe me there's good and bad in everyone even the saiyans."
"Kakarot, are you sure you are aware of just what the saiyan race is capable of? What I have discovered has further convoluted my desires at revenge." A glint of anticipation shone in the man's eyes as he continued in a hushed anger, "I am sickened that I am a part of such unforgivable, worthless monkeys bent on nothing more than destruction and pain wherever they tread. I see it as my duty to release the world of such evil for I have come to accept that I cannot simply just live knowing that they are people like you, like us." The way in which he said 'us' indicated a sense of difficulty in coming to terms that he was indeed one of the very people to whom he was referring.
"I think you've got it wrong there pal. If I'm right, you are referring to a time when they took over worlds and destroyed planets. Yes, the saiyans were ruthless but the idea to do such on a wide scale would never have even crossed their minds. They were enslaved by a cruel tyrant named Frieza - who thankfully has been laid to rest once and for all this time."
"Frieza?" the man smirked, returning to his eager mood, "I know all about Frieza and believe me, the saiyans are far worse than anything Frieza could ever be!"
This statement sent a shock through Goku's very being and he fought to accept that he even heard the words, 'Saiyans - worse than - Frieza?' Open-mouthed, he eyed the youth with a sense of dread and surprise, his body fidgeting and twitching by his efforts to hold himself back. An anger that he never even thought possible was coming to the surface, 'Who is this man to say such a - such a blatant lie?'
"No, Kakarot, it wasn't that they would never seek to look beyond wars amongst themselves but it was that they didn't have the enterprise or the technology to do so sufficiently."
With an intense yell, Goku made it known that he had had enough, "I've heard enough! Regardless of whatever you may believe, those events have nothing to do with you or me or anyone else on this planet, I can assure you." Now a lot calmer, he tried to reason with the warrior, "So I beg of you, either settle in and live amongst us peaceably or simply return to whence you came. There is no need to cause further bloodshed, I beg of you."
"Well, that would defeat the purpose, wouldn't it?" he said coolly, "I came here to wipe out all the saiyans, all six of you."
Goku froze, 'Is that why he attacked the boys? Which means he must know about Gohan and Pan as well.'
"Glad you finally caught on," he smirked, "Now shall we?" He motioned Goku forward.
"You will regret not taking on my offer for peace and..." Goku yelled but his would-be rant was quickly laid to rest by a fast approaching side kick. He blocked in time but the force of the attack sent him flailing towards the devastation below. However, he soon recovered and stopped mid-air.
His aura flared and mimicked a golden sheen to that of his now lengthened hair. He had effortlessly transformed to super saiyan 3.
"Is that all you have to offer me, Kakarot," egged on the warrior, yawning in pretense.
"So would you really allow me to just break away from the fight to come back times stronger than you?"
"I figured it would be more fun to destroy you at your best, y'know, so as to wipe out every bit of your pride. So please, do hurry," he said in a condescending tone.
"I can fight you just how I am, thank you very much," Goku said confidently, not liking one bit the cocky attitude of his opponent.
The man chuckled as they faced off one another, eyeing the other expectantly awaiting to see who would be the first to strike.
"But tell me one thing first, why is it that I can't sense your power?"
The man's aura tripled in size about him and a rippling current was released at an impressive speed. Goku's eyes widened, in shock of the spectacle he was witnessing and he trembled not only out of fear but also out of agony. The wave itself had blistered his body and ripped parts of his gi to shreds, displaying several deep cuts and burns.
"Can you sense it now?"
"What the - what - how?" Goku asked, annoyed at the cruel laughter. Trying his best not to succumb to his injuries, he made several attempted glances over at the stranger, still in awe at the man's gall and more so at his power.
END THEME:
PREVIEW OF NEXT EPISODE
A bright light flashes over Goku as he tries to do instant transmission but when he squints he sees the young man standing before him.
"Son Goku here, this guy seems pretty tough, huh! And how does he know that I am no longer a super saiyan god, not even you guys knew that. He-he!"
Goku appears before a worried Bulma inside of a building and attempts at using the manoeuvre again, resting his hand on the shoulder of someone who laid in a bed nearby. As soon as Bulma touches Goku's arm, the wall of the building rips away to reveal the approaching new threat with a steadily growing blast embedded in his outstretched hand. They both look on terrified at the approaching blast.
"And did I mention that he's super fast and I mean fast! Wow-wee! See you NEXT TIME ON DRAGONBALL SUPER: IN AN INSTANT: RACE TO ESCAPE"
END CREDITS : Author/Creator of the DBZ series and characters: Akira Toriyama
Author/Creator of this Story/Series; Creator of a guy who can turn on and off his power reading; and a "What the?" to Goku still being a super saiyan 3: Chrissi B (c) August 2015
