Two young boys, one over 15, the other nearly 13, faced each other down in the middle of a Bamboo forest. A group of animals: bears and tigers, watched the two with interest. The two kids weren't the animals' targets however, rather, they were as natural disasters that the apex predators had no choice but to observe, fearful of the moment either turned their wrath towards them.

In the span of a single heartbeat, Krillin and Jazz charged towards each other. Like many battles before, Krillin had the advantage in strength and speed and was gifted with a strong and creative battle sense, but Jazz had a longer reach, and while he was not as battle-oriented, his tactical mind could put Krillin on the defensive. The two attacked with testing blows at first, moving almost slowly as they tried to gain a sense of the other's flow and direction, eventually, each fist came out sharper, each kick more viscous, each elbow and knee slice more devastating if it landed, and each shoulder slam more concussive if it connected. The forest was filled with the sound of the two young men striking, receiving, and countering each other's blows.

'He's come a long way.' Krillin thought, smiling in excitement. In the past four months since PaoPao left, Jasper trained as a man possessed. After some pleading and a quick bribe, they had even managed to convince the Master of Orrin Temple to allow Jasper to train with them without having to shave his head or apply the moxibustion burns to his forehead. They trained in the morning, ate together, studied philosophy and practical science together, then sparred before sunset. Eventually, Krillin shared his dream of traveling to meet Master Muten Roshi, showing Jasper the meager earnings he saved for a boat ride and dirty magazine required to bribe the legendary hermit. He had expected Jasper to be dismissive, or even incredulous, but Jasper reacted with enthusiasm and excitement, telling Krillin that he would surely become one of Roshi's greatest disciples. This positive reinforcement improved Krillin by leaps and bounds. 'But even then, he still attempted to keep up.'

Jazz fought with great effort, a combination of his training with PaoPao, Krillin, the monks of Orin Temple, and his fights within the fighting arenas shaped his fighting style to that of a generalist, a person capable of the utilization of "any-means-necessary-combat". He due to the nature of the fighting arenas, he could fight like a martial artist, like a boxer, or like a street thug at the dime of a hat. Ultimately, a combination of active skills and a healthy understanding of the nature of dirty fighting made him a vicious combatant in the arena. Though, when facing Krillin, he stuck to martial arts and boxing. Even with his flexible fighting style, he was put on the defensive more often than not. As much as he knew how to fight Krillin, Krillin knew how to fight him, and in a straightforward match, he'd lose more often than he'd win. While thinking about what to do, his left arm dropped more than normal after blocking an especially heavy kick.

Taking advantage of the opening, Krillin prepared a roadhouse kick. Jazz moved to block the blow and leaped back with the kick. He sailed through the air, watching as Krillin gave chase. As the bamboos whipped past him, Jazz reached for one, feeling it bend back, he grabbed another one, letting go of the first as it snapped towards Krillin. The bald monk dodged the bamboo, only to be smacked in the head by a second one. Shaking ruefully, he watched as Jazz swung through the tall bamboo forest like a monkey in a playground. Smiling, he leaped up to give chase.

"Give it up Jazz, the score is 13-to-31 in my favor, what's the point of attempting to win now?"

"Sorry Krillin, but I'd rather not remain at 13, it's an unlucky number you know." Jazz dropped to the forest floor and slingshotted himself across multiple bamboo groves.

"I didn't think you were the superstitious type." Krillin landed as well, just in time to see multiple bamboos swinging towards him. "Man, if not for how much this often didn't work, I'd call you out for cheating." He turned behind him and gaped in surprise, a massive bamboo cage swung down at him, nearly enclosing him, at the same time, several other bamboo shoots launched towards him.

"It's a good thing you've given me this handicap." Jazz called out from behind Krillin, slamming him into the ground and giving chase.

Krillin landed hard but turned to face Jazz, but before he could, Jazz grabbed a Bamboo, slowing and controlling the angle of his fall. Krillin chopped the bamboo in half, causing Jazz to stumble and fall roughly. Jazz tumbled to a stop, turning just in time to block Krillin's punch with a low kick. Bending his knees, Jazz used Krillin as a jumping point, moving back and charging forward once again. Their clash was fiercer than the first one, both fighters now ignoring pretense and focusing everything they had on defeating the opponent in front of them. Eventually, Krillin slipped past Jazz's defense, catching him in the solar plexus.

"Oof!"

Krillin smiled at the blow but widened his eyes as he saw Jazz smash his fists into Krillin's face with a two-handed haymaker. Jazz fell to his knees and wheezed in discomfort while Krillin landed heavily on his back.

"So…" Krillin began, "tie?"

"Wow, that's the first time you suggested a tie." Jazz fell on his butt, "all alright, fine." Underneath his bravado, he was shaking inside. 'This kid's two years younger than me but still managed to kick my ass even after all this training.' Jazz looked at Krillin for a few seconds, then widened his eyes, "wait?! You still have your weighted manacles and anklets on?!"

Krillin nodded, grinning, "you needed the handicap."

Jazz didn't speak, "no wonder you escaped out of the traps!" He shouted, "I calculated your movements based on the removal of those weights!"

"I mean, you still didn't keep up," Krillin smirked, his jaw dropped, however, when Jazz pulled his long sleeve shirt and pants, revealing he had the weights on as well. The two of them stared at each other, then burst out laughing. Soon, the light of the sun blinded them slightly, it was sunrise, September 1st, the day Bulma would come to pick Jazz up, and the day they'd meet Goku, began.

Krillin looked at the sunrise, he knew what it signified, but he wasn't sad. He would be heading somewhere on his own as well. He turned to look at Jasper. "Good job man, you've grown, of course, not as much as me, but still."

Jasper rolled his eyes. "I'd say the same to you Krillin." After a few more moments, he asked, "when does the boat arrive?"

"In 3 hours, I'm guessing Bulma's coming in the next few minutes?"

Jasper nodded, "yup."

Krillin smiled, "have a fun adventure, and if you can, swing by Master Roshi's once you're done, okay?"

"Of course!" The two then sprinted off towards East City, as they came across a fork in the road, each took a different path, one towards the city proper, and the other towards Orin Temple.

…

"And you're sure you have everything ready?"

"You aren't my mom Bulma, you don't have to worry that badly, and yes, I'm sure." Jazz sighed exasperatingly at Bulma's fussiness.

"Hey, don't get snappy, I just want to make sure everything's all set in stone." Bulma looked around the empty hotel room. "So you've gotten everything."

Jasper just walked past her. "Oh, oh yeah," he turned around and handed Bulma a bag, "the Zeni you gave me, I earned it all back."

"Oh? Well, aren't you a gentleman?" Bulma pocketed the Zeni, "that was quite nice of you. Well then, if you're ready, let's head out."

As they got onto the plane, Bulma looked Jasper up and down, despite being younger, he had already been taller than her, even before the tiny growth spurt over the seven months since they'd last seen each other. His hair had grown in size somewhat, curling over his slight widow's peak, it was well kept, getting larger in the front and swooping behind his ears and peaking slightly below his neck. His outfit's colors were reminiscent of Orin Temple, Beige shirt with an orange jacket, dark orange pants, and a blue sash belt, his knuckles were wrapped in sports tape. He was equipped with a bo staff, a bow, a long sword, and two daggers.

"Do you know how to use all those things? Or are they toys to make yourself look cooler?"

Jasper smiled at her question: "Yes."

The flight to Mt. Paozu was uneventful. Upon landing, Bulma recalled the plane and launched a car capsule. Hopping in, they began the trip down a lonesome country road in a silver coup.

"Hey, Bulma." Jasper began slowly, "you might want to slow down in a bit."

"Oh? Why?" Bulma turned to look at Jasper.

"Just do it please."

"Hmm, okay, but only with the magic words."

"Please?"

"No that's not it."

"...Please, big sister?"

"Alright~!" Bulma hummed, slowing down the car considerably, and not a moment too soon, just as they rounded the hill, they saw a short boy carrying a massive fish walking down the road in the direction they were traveling. "What the…" She trailed off, slowing to a stop before they hit the kid.

"You're a weird monster!" he called out. "Who are you? I hope you don't want any of my fish!"

Bulma tightened her lips in confusion, "weird kid," she rolled down the window.

"A fairy?!" the child called out, preparing his staff.

"No! Not a Fairy! A human!"

"Eh? A human? Really?" The boy began looking Bulma up and down.

"You seem different somehow." The boy nodded as he placed his fingers to his chin in contemplation. "You look soft and weak!"

"Well of course I am!" Bulma scoffed, "You're a boy! I'm a delicate girl!"

"A girl?!" The boy, Goku yelled out in disbelief.

Jasper looked at Goku intently, he was wearing an orange gi with a white sash, his tail swished back and forth in excitement, and his spiky hair waved in the wind. 'I… holy shit it's Goku! Like… how do I introduce myself?!' He blinked as Bulma called towards him.

"...this brat," Bulma turned to Goku, "sorry, he's normally more responsive," she turned back to the car, "HEY! JASPER, OUT OF THE CAR!"

Jasper took in a deep sigh as he stepped out of the car. As he walked towards Goku, the nerves were clear on his face, though Goku seemed to be paying more attention to Jaspers stance.

"You're pretty tall!" Goku smirked, "you look pretty strong too, you must be a guy."

Jasper nodded, not trusting himself to say anything.

"Well, it's weird though, neither of you has tails."

Bulma widened her eyes, getting ready to laugh at the kid. Before she could, Jasper placed a finger on her lips, she turned to glare at him, but saw him mouth some words to her, she widened her eyes in surprise.

THAT TAIL IS REAL

She raised an eyebrow, but seeing Jasper's serious expression, she shrugged. Either way, the boy seemed mostly irrelevant.

"By the way," Goku turned to look at the car. "What sort of monster is this? Did you tame it?" He inspected it up and down, poking it every few seconds with his stick.

"Nope, it's a car, it was made by humans." Bulma got her capsule ready to collect the car.

"Oh wow! A car!" He hopped on the roof, "It seems a little sturdy, but it's probably a little weak, huh?" He looked over at the two again. "My grandpa says I should be nice to girls if I meet them, let me take you back to my house, I'll give you some food!"

"No thanks kid, we're busy wi-"

Before Bulma could finish, Jasper piped up, "we're looking for something, but we could definitely visit for a little bit, maybe you could help us find it." She turned to Bulma, "or maybe you might even have it in the house you live in…" Bulma gasped in realization.

"Oh Yeah! Sure, let's visit." She collected the car back into its capsule.

"Great!" Goku led them to Grandpa Gohan's house. Before they entered, however, Jasper bowed once. Bulma looked on confusedly, but Goku smiled at Jasper's actions. "Thanks for saying hi to Grandpa!"

As they entered the building, Bulma looked around until she spotted the 4-star dragon ball. "THERE IT IS! The dragon ball!" She brushed past Goku and grabbed the ball.

"Don't touch Grandpa! That's Grandpa's memento! Girls can't have it!" Goku grabbed at Bulma, showing strength that surprised her. Letting go of the ball, Bulma sighed.

"Fine, fine…" She glared at Jasper as if to say: DIDN'T I HIRE YOU TO GUARD ME? She took out two dragon balls, causing Goku to gasp in astonishment.

Jasper took the time to finally inspect the balls, Bulma hadn't let him see them, but he hadn't asked either. The balls seemed to be made of an orangey amber substance, but their surface was smooth like polished glass, they twinked in the sunlight, but also seemed to be full of some internal luminescence, the way they pulsed seemed to be like they were breathing. But for Jasper, the oddest thing was that no matter what angle he viewed it in, each star was visible in the sphere, which was strange, considering how opaque the orange was within each dragon ball.

"These are called dragon balls."

"Oh my god, that poor dragon," Goku muttered, causing Jazz to nearly burst out laughing.

"I found one in the cellar of my home, and asked a bunch of people about it, but no one knew what it was." Bulma lifted the two-star dragon ball. "After some research, I found out that these 'Dragon Balls' have stars on them, numbering one through seven, and when all seven are gathered up…"

Goku piped up, "are you going to make a rosary?"

"What, do you think I'm a monk or something?" Bulma retorted, "when you collect all seven and repeat the magic words, Shenlong, the god of all dragons appears and grants one wish, no matter what it is."

"W-wow!" Goku stammered, "That's amazing!"

"The last one to find and use the dragon balls became king!" Bulma added. "But after a while, the dragon balls scatter." She got up, putting away the balls, "but after a while, the Dragon Balls scatter, so now I'll collect them again, luckily I've already got my wish ready."

"A boyfriend…" Jazz responded dryly.

Goku stared at them with dazed amazement.

After glaring at Jasper for a bit, Bulma turned to Goku, "Anyways, that's the just of it, hand over the 4-star please."

"No way in heck! This is Grandpa's memento!"

Bulma's face twisted in exasperation. "Don't be stingy!" Goku shook his head. "It's not like you're using the dragon ball for anything! You've got a decent memorial without it!" Goku blew raspberries in retaliation. Bulma's face scrunched in thought, then, as if a lightbulb blew on, she snapped her finger. "I know exactly what you want!" She leered at Goku.

"Bulma-" Jasper began, but Bulma cut him off. "Jasper, be a dear and check on my capsules, I need to talk to Goku privately."

Jasper looked like he wanted to say something, and after some hesitation, he spoke up, "it's not going to work."

"What won't?" Bulma looked at him quickly.

"You know exactly what won't work Bulma, if you wanna save your pride, let's just ask him to come with us, he's pretty strong."

"I don't want a kid following us around! Just let me try my method first!"

Jasper sighed, "fine." He went outside and took inventory of the capsules. "...planes, boats, houses, geez Louise that girl's loaded with supplies." After a few minutes, he heard a muffled groan of frustration, followed by a bit more quiet arguing. Eventually, Bulma walked out with a semi-strained smile on her face, and some hair loose here and there. Adjusting her red bow, she looked at Jasper, who looked away, smiling.

"The kid looked useful, so I decided we should bring him along," Bulma said nonchalantly, avoiding eye contact with the young teen.

"Oh? Okay Bulma, we'll follow your lead." Jasper hid his smile as he handed Bulma the capsule case, Goku looked at Bulma then at Jazz with some confusion.

"By the way." Bulma began, "I'm… Bulma" Goku burst into laughter. "I DON'T GET TO PICK MY NAME! SHUT UP!" Bulma snapped, throwing out the car capsule again.

Goku gasped, "you really are magic! You're a fairy! Right?!"

"I'm not a fairy," Bulma got into the car, "anyways, hop in, everyone that lives in the city has at least one capsule."

Goku got into the backseat. "Cool! The chairs are so soft, what kind of wood is this?"

Bulma chortled, then, beckoning Jasper to the passenger front side, she spoke. "Alright kids, fasten your seat belts."

"Wait…" Jasper helped Goku put on his seat belt, "this thing goes pretty fast, so you need to be careful. Also, I'm Jasper, but my friends call me Jazz, you can call me Jazz too if you'd like Goku."

"Cool!" Goku said, "Nice to meet you Jazz! I'm Gok-" He blinked in shock, "Hey! You know my name!"

Bulma looked at Jazz curiously, who waved his hand at her dismissively, "I-it's cause, y'know, the tail! It's like a monkey's, s-so I t-took a g-guess?" Jazz's voice cracked on so many occasions Bulma's mind moved from humor to pity.

"Ah! You're pretty smart then!" Goku nodded, "Alright, so!" He began thoughtfully, "Is she telling the truth! Are there really people who can summon cars in the city? And it's not magic?"

Jazz nodded, "it's pretty amazing sometimes, but yup, it's true."

"Oh wow!" Goku leaned back on the chair.

At this point Bulma floored the engine, causing the vehicle to careen down the highway.

'Holy shit', Jazz thought as they cruised at nearly 90 miles an hour.

"This is insane! It's faster than I can run!" Goku's shouts and screams filled the air. Bulma rolled down the windows, sighing in comfort as she felt the wind roll through the air. Eventually, they came across a hill, soaring through the air. Goku and Bulma screamed in terror while Jasper grasped the coat rack, nearly fainting from the panic. The car spun into a stop, and only then did Jasper remember to breathe. "Wow! You made us fly! Through the sky!"

"...Yeah," Bulma said, panicking slightly, after a few cursory checks of the car, she breathed a sigh of relief when she realized it was alright. After the panic subsided, she froze. Looking at Goku then Jasper, she spoke, "I'll be right back." Covering her mouth with her hand, she tried to act as demure as possible, "just wait a minute, okay?"

"Eh?" Goku was about to begin asking when Jasper interrupted.

"Sure Bulma, take care, also, scream if you need us, and please don't go too far, Mount Pauzo is full of dangers."

"Sure sure, I'll be alright." Bulma ran off into a bunch of thickets some 15 yards away.

"Where's she going?" Goku asked in confusion.

"She's going to take a piss."

"Eh?! But why didn't she just say it, or do it right here?!"

Jasper turned to Goku, "remember how your Grandpa said to be nice to girls?"

"Yeah!" Goku nodded.

"Well, girls can be kinda delicate sometimes, people get weird if they're too direct about stuff. If you and I weren't here and someone else heard her say something like 'I have to pee', they might make fun of her."

"That's stupid." Goku began, "why don't they j-" He cocked his ears, "wait, I hear something."

Jasper nodded, "let's go to her, she might need help." They rushed into the thickets.

They came upon a pterodactyl grabbing Bulma with one of its wing claws. It held a pile of rope in its other hand. Bulma stuttered, the fear in her eyes was palpable.

"Who the hell are you?!" The pterodactyl began angrily, "her friend?!"

Goku was about to speak when Jasper interrupted. "Yes, I'm her friend, can you please let go of her, you can't grab someone without their permission like that."

Before the pterodactyl could respond, Jazz rushed forward, striking the giant lizard in the gut. It shook heavily before letting go of Bulma, who sat in a daze.

"Damnit!" The monster glared at Jazz, "wait a minute, I remember you! You're the brat from almost a year ago! At the farm! You stabbed me in the leg!"

"That's mean, why would you stab him in the leg?" Goku asked.

"He tried to eat me." Jazz retorted, casually standing between the pterodactyl and Bulma.

"Oh, yeah that's fair, was he about to try and eat Bulma too?"

"Oh?! Oh yeah?! What are you gonna do about it?!" The pterodactyl burst into laughter and began taking to the skies. "I'll catch you guys off guard and snatch her!"

Jazz turned to Goku, "Hey Goku, could you maybe take him out… uhh, I'll let you have all of it for dinner."

Goku grinned, taking out his bow he shouted, "extend!" Before Jasper's eyes, the bow extended 30 feet out.

If Jazz were to describe what happened next, he would likely evoke imagery of a kid trying to smash a pinata, but replace kid with a champion bodybuilder, and the bat with a battering ram, and one would come close to the level of mangled the pterodactyl was after Goku's single swing.

Turning back to Bulma, Jazz smiled, "See Bulma, I told you he'd be…" He trailed off, seeing Bulma in tears, mortified and terrified as liquid dripped down her knees and soaked the ground.

"What's wrong with her?" Goku asked.

Jasper didn't answer and instead wrapped his jacket around Bulma.

'Oh, shit…' He thought, 'she just pissed herself.'

…

Jasper(Jazz) Duncan

Age: 15 (and 3 months), physical appearance: 15

Hair color: Brown

Skin color: white (slight tan)

Race: Quarter Caucasian(White American of English-Irish decent), Quarter Aisian (Korean), Quarter Black(African-American), Quarter Hispanic (Cuban)

Height: 5ft 7inches | 170 centimeters

Weight: 155 lbs | 70.3 kilograms

Skills: Decent Sports Talent for Age, Semi-Above Average Intellect for age, basic martial arts skills,below average ki control, decent pain tolerance, trap building, basic weapons mastery, basic boxing, basic mma, street fighting skills

Powerlevel: 14

…

Afterword:

Unfortunately some things may never change. Jazz attempted to sit in the backseat, if he tries to assert himself too much, Bulma might suspect something is up, but he'll also make sure that Bulma's not in too much danger. While in the original, Goku did save the day relatively easily, Jasper has no idea what his addition does to the mix, so making sure the pterodactyl never got off the ground with Bulma was the best choice (at the moment). Unfortunately, the reason the giant lizard went after Bulma was to eat her, and she was trying to pee earlier, the situation was still too frightening for her. As I'm sure you can see, Bulma was a bit dismissive of Goku this time around, to her, she wasn't sure of Goku's strength yet, and she already had someone in Jazz who seems decently strong. With Jazz interrupting any potential arguments before they happen, he's been able to keep things from blowing up yet, though it remains to be seen if that was the best choice of action. This was literally just a retelling of Chapter 1 of Dragon Ball though too, with Jasper involved tangentially, things should change a little bit here and there, but eventually, as the story continues, we might see wild shifts in the story line.

Ps: For anyone that doesn't know, Bulma, or Buruma, can mean Bloomers, which is a type of panty/ women's underwear. The Briefs family has an underwear motif to their names, you know... Trunks, Tights. I hope though everyone knows Goku is just the Japanese name for the Monkey King.