Chapter 5
Don't Own Dbz, Only The Oc.
'thought'
"Speech"
"Speech through phones and Text via book, notes, or newspaper... when those are around..."
"Powerful Creatures Speaking"
(Mid Chapter Authors Notes)
You know... I'm sort of surprised that nobody came over to tell me to stop fucking around after I kicked it up to super saiyan four.
I close my eyes and feel outwards.
It doesn't feel like something is going on so why hasn't-
"Oi. Do you want to explain yourself?" With a shrill squeak someone appears behind me.
Ah.
There it is.
"Time breaker android." I deadpan, pointing to the destroyed wreck, turning to face the lizard-like alien.
On the chest of his bio-armor is an arrow in a circle, with the letters 'TP' inside of it.
A time patroller.
The changeling- frieza's race- blinks twice, following my point, eyes widening slightly. "SHIT!"
He puts on a scouter, pushing a few buttons.
"Hey. Cabbar. Tell everyone to be on the lookout for Time Breaker androids... we seemed to have missed a few."
"..."
"I'm standing right in front of a destroyed one, yeah." He speaks, seemingly replying to the guy on the other side of the call. "That guy blowing up stuff in the wild near rosemary town was actually defending himself."
He is silent for another moment.
He walks over, crouching down to the android. "It looks to be a mark two."
He seems to peer over at me briefly. "Five hundred and thirty four thousand... probably a mastered super saiyan four... honestly pretty impressive, not going to lie... otherwise there's no way he could have scratched this thing."
Oh?
Is that my power level?
He turns, giving me his full attention. "Where did you find it?"
"It attacked me on the lakefront around... there." I gesture to the other side of the lake. "In the split second I got before being knocked into that mountain over there it sort of looked like it came from the lake itself."
"Ah... it'd make sense for them to hide a bunch under water while they were attacking... we can't exactly sense them... maybe those techy guys can do something?" He muses. "Otherwise... the Majins on the force are going to have a very annoying next couple of days."
He turns to me. "Oh, you can go. I'm letting you off with a warning. Don't go around blowing stuff up... but defending yourself is totally acceptable."
He grabs the pieces of the android, bringing a hand to his head, then with another shrill squeak of instant transmission he disappears.
Well... that was... a thing.
I turn and begin walking away.
I take a long slow breath, deep within a meditative trance.
'alright... let's see if this works this time.'
It has been about three months since the big raid on Conton itself and life has... more or less gone back to normal.
I, as of right now, have completed my twentieth class on Kaioken and have been attempting to use the technique over the past sixty days.
Two million zeni tossed into their greedy pockets.
That was what I had saved over like... four months!
My eyes slowly crack open, seeing a large mountain.
The mine within my pocket dimension.
I rise to my feet.
"Kaioken!"
I feel my power surge wildly, I wrestle for control for a brief moment before shutting it off.
"haaah. Damn. I'm close... I know I'm close." I sigh as I briefly channel my healing magic to repair the strain to my body.
Not the full force of the rod, but the skyrim novice restoration version one.
"Let's try that again."
I calm my energy, taking hold of it.
"Kaioken!"
A red aura surges around me, eventually running out of control like my last attempt.
A small pained hiss leaves through my lips. "Come on... I'm so fucking close... first learn kaioken. Then gain access to the God perk so I don't have to deal with the sheer tedium of kaioken anymore."
Strained muscles are healed once more.
I am SERIOUSLY cheating with my ability to heal.
Most people would only be able to attempt like... maybe ten of these a day depending on their overall durability. Yet here I am having attempted this more in sixty days than most people have over the course of years.
"Kaio-ken!"
My power rises, shooting past what it was before. It continues higher and higher, the red aura surging around me... then it stops... at a perfect double of my power level.
A moment later I allow the aura to fade, rolling my shoulders.
"Was my pronunciation just wrong?" I mutter in confusion, removing the dull aches with healing magics.
*Ping*
Learn the Kaio-ken technique +100
Minor Blessings, Unnatural Skill, Divine Child has been purchased.
Please select a god to grant you a divine blessing.
"Yamoshi the Super Saiyan God."
Determining blessing...
Minor Blessing:
Transformation Mastery: You now have an innate talent for working out the imperfections in your transformed states and can improve them much faster than a normal person could, minimizing the downsides of a certain form and maximizing the good aspects.
Please select an 'Unnatural Skill'.
"Kaioken."
Unnatural Skill: Kaioken:
The kaioken power comes easily to you. This technique is well and truly boundless, the only limiting factor being the resilience of your body. But you yourself have a near supernatural talent to resist the recoil of this move. Surviving multipliers which by all means should have killed you with barely even an ache.
Please select a god for you to be the child of.
"Yamoshi. The Super Saiyan God."
Nothing happens for a moment. "Huh?"
"That is... odd..." I mutter under my breath. "I-"
Energy floods my body, knocking the air from my lungs.
I fall to a knee, hand coming to my chest.
'damn- it's like someone punched me in the stomach... ow.'
I slowly rise to my feet, frowning as I quickly focus inwards.
Well, first off... my energy feels a little... off... like I've got a little portion a fraction the size of my normal power sat off towards the side... god ki perhaps?
There's nothing that really explains the benefits I'd get for this 'demigod' perk.
Let's try and draw on this new ki...
It bubbles to the surface, a white aura surging around me violently as it seems to latch onto my 'normal' ki.
"HOLY SHIT!" I huff, a small grin crossing my face. "Now THIS is some power."
Just as quickly as it appears... it's gone. Empty. The energy fading.
"Awww..." I sigh. "Come on... that was barely three seconds."
There's nothing I could really do with that if it fades so fast... how did Goku and Vegeta make use of this sort of power?
I can tell it's a precursor to god or blue. Some sort of divine energy. The only issue is that it is... wispy...
Ki control.
My Ki control is just shit.
I fall into a seated position, gazing up into the sky. "Well... it's a start... I wonder if I can learn the Yardrat method here. Surely they've got some classes for that."
If not... uh...
Fuck. Guess I'll just be forced to do this the hard way.
Yeah.
That's fucking Chronoa.
I can sense her energy now.
I let out a small snort as I take a drink from the mug of alcohol.
We regularly hang out like this, I assume it's a multiform of her, but regardless... it's kind of fun.
I... I'm not going to tell her I know. I'll let this continue. She likely wants a break, and, well, she's kind of the only person I have a deeper connection with.
Sometimes her 'attendant' shows up as well, giving Chronoa smug looks like I don't notice.
"But ooooh. He just HAD to have it!" The girl beside me growls, continuing with her story. "The next thing I know, dozens of porn mags are being shipped to my door and a bunch of rumors are going around!"
She wilts. "Sometimes I wish that I could use the dragon balls to make everyone forget about that."
She's the supreme kai of time... so she HAS used the dragon balls to make people forget about an embarrassing story. She has the authority.
"On the topic of dragon balls." I begin. "You're pretty high up in the managerial ladder of the time patrol, right? Then surely you know a bit more about this than me... but like... what's the deal with the shadow dragons."
"Oh?" The girl questions. "They're sort of just bad guys, I guess. A consequence of using dragon balls too much. I hear we swap the ones we use here in Era Gaia out quite frequently because of that."
"Why don't we have any shadow dragons working on the time patrol. I mean, they gave Super Saiyan four Goku trouble, right? And this was after he was strong enough to rip perfect cell in half with his base form."
"Hah?" The girl blinks. "Well, first off- no, Goku wasn't strong enough to kill Perfect Cell in his base form, he'd at least be forced to use kaioken times two, as for why none are on the force... they're creatures of pure anarchy. Destructive and vicious."
"Wait... wait wait wait. I thought the shadow dragons were like... a reaction to the wishes... like... how every force has an equal and opposite reaction. The shadow dragons are destructive and vicious BECAUSE of the fact that Goku and friends mostly used the dragon balls for 'pure hearted' and 'good natured' wishes, right?"
Chronoa- I mean Toki- seems to blink twice.
"So, what if, hypothetically, some absolute bastard got a set of dragon balls and made evil wish after evil wish? At some point wouldn't karma of the opposite alignment eventually build up in the dragon balls and we'd end up with some sort of 'light dragons'? I mean, didn't Nova Shenron side with Goku? And he was made with King Piccolo's selfish wish? Selfish, but not truly good or evil because realistically he could have easily taken over the world regardless of how old he was."
"That is... huh..." The girl whispers. "Well, most of the time, we step in before the likes of Frieza or anyone else has the opportunity to truly abuse the dragon balls like that. Still... I don't really like the type of risk that'd bring... and no doubt others in the time patrol feel the same way."
"Yeah..." I agree. "The main trick is making sure each wish is as vile as possible... if you're doing it to try and create a bunch of 'good' shadow dragons, they'd all end up being evil anyways... just really good at hiding it as you're doing it for the 'greater good'."
"On the topic of shadow dragons." I begin. "You ever notice how the first letters of their names spell out 'Shenron?' If that's the case, has there ever been a timeline where there's a Porunga shadow dragon septet? Or, hear me out... Dark Star Dragon Ball shadow dragons."
The girl winces. "Ooooh I don't even want to think about dark dragon ball shadow dragons... actually that's kind of a short horror story around the time patrol... or, then again, the power of the shadow dragons could be irrelevant compared to the power of the dragon."
"I... wouldn't bet on it." I shake my head.
"Yeah... which is why we don't use the black star dragon balls very often."
"So... what about you?" The girl asks. "Has anything happened in your life recently?"
"Oh. I figured out Kaioken." I admit.
"Oh yeah? But... you've got Super Saiyan four, right? Why would you need Kaioken?"
"Eh... if there's ever a situation where it's like 'Oh damn. That's super perfect cell who figured out how to go super saiyan four and discovered that the changelings have a further transformation that lets them far surpass the strength of super saiyan four... maybe even five... welp. Time to pull out a kaioken times one hundred super saiyan four just to see if I can vaporize him in the microsecond I have until my body pops like a grape."
"Don't do that." The girl deadpans. "You'd die waaaay before you manage anything impressive. The Kaioken isn't a toy."
"Oh! and the topic of super saiyan four... are you suuuure you don't want me to pull a few strings? I mean, I could get you into the time patrol just like... that." She snaps her fingers. "I mean, there's only, what, five hundred super saiyan fours in ALL of Era Gaia?"
"Eh... I really don't want to abuse our friendship like that." I sigh with a small headshake. "If I'm going to join the time patrol... I want to give everyone a moment where they're all 'oh yeah. That makes sense.' Super Saiyan four is... honestly a little mundane... I don't want people thinking I only got in because I am friends with someone inside, you know?"
"So... that one form you're working on?" The girl questions with a raised eyebrow.
"Ah... yeah... about that... I'm probably the only saiyan that can safely use that." I admit slowly.
"Hah?" She blinks. "Normally you keep information about it pretty close to your chest? What changed?"
"Oh... I discovered something else and I'm working on that now." I admit.
"Y-You discovered not ONE new form... but two?!" She hisses, eyes growing wide.
She pouts up at me. "Tell me."
"Mnnnn Nah." I smirk. "But for this-"
My eyes flash gold. "It isn't exactly new... just a new application."
"The other thing appears wholly new, though." I continue.
"Why won't you tell me? You're so mean, Scallion." The girl continues to pout.
"It's fun." I smile.
She stares at the side of my head for a long moment. "Well... why don't you join that tournament that's coming up?"
"Huh?" I blink. "What tournament?"
"The fifty seventh Era Gaia Middling tournament. It happens once every four years. The only requirement for entry is a base power level of under twenty million."
"That seems... hilariously biased to saiyans." I point out.
"And Changelings." She admits quietly.
"If I was running that, I'd raise the power level requirements for races without such ludicrous transformations to like... one hundred million base, but whatever.
"Oh, don't get me wrong. It is." She admits. "But still... there's not much that can really match the sheer might of super saiyan. I'll fully admit that."
"When is it?"
"Well, it happens once every four years, they'll probably start announcing it sometime next month... you'll have at least four months to train."
"Ah. Good. There's some kinks in my new power that I need to work out."
"What problems are you having?" She asks.
"Ki control issues." I admit. "When I use it... my energy just becomes so flighty, and I am sapped of all my energy before I can get in much more than a punch or two."
The girl lets out a low hum. "The Yardrat method might work. I know a place. One second."
She pulls out a piece of paper and quickly writes down an address in west city. "We don't have many Yardratians here in Era Gaia, but there's a few that sometimes train some of the time patrollers. It's pretty rare, though, most people don't really see the need to truly master their arts... they just get Instant Transmission and stop. There's other things that could be useful!"
I look at the address. "Okay... I'll give it a try. Are you sure they'll accept me?"
"Oh, they would." The girl nods slowly. "They're looking for someone who'd take their training all the way."
"I see." I mutter. "Well, it's the best lead I've got, I guess. Thanks Toki."
"Happy to help!" She beams only to gain a serious expression, her eyes glinting with excitement. "Now tell me about the golden eye thing."
"Fine..." I sigh, rubbing my face. "It's something I like to call the 'Wrath State'."
"Wrath... state?" She echoes.
"It's imperfect." I admit. "and I'm probably the only person who can safely use it... it's an offshoot of the Oozaru transformation. All that power compressed down into a small body... kind of like Super Saiyan Four in a way."
"Then... is it the precursor to... Super Saiyan four?" She eventually asks, seemingly pondering for a little bit. "And why are you the only person who can safely use it?"
"Alright. A bit of explanation. I'm a mild biokinetic which means I have greater control over my body than a normal person. I naturally heal faster. Can digest meals quicker, and, well, the important thing here is I can turn off my ability to feel pain almost completely... oh... also sort of put me in an 'adrenaline' mode where I'm far stronger than normal."
"The Wrath State on the other hand, doesn't necessarily like being compressed into a tiny human-sized form. It wants to get bigger. All that energy rushing throughout your body, it inflicts tremendous pain. If I had to compare it to something... it's kind of like the kaioken but in the form of a transformation... vastly improved strength, strained body and ki."
"Then- then don't use it!" She protests.
"Ah. But that's the thing. At first, I could only manage a times ten 'safely'. Sure my body would get damaged over time and it hurt like a motherfucker, but overall, there'd be no lasting damage that would take me out of a fight... unless the fight lasted like... thirty minutes or more. The thing is... I could push this power beyond. Beyond a mere times ten... and that was interesting. A while back, I tried Oozaru again... and guess what? I pushed the multiplier from ten all the way to twenty before I started feeling any real hurt."
I wave my hand. "I suppose that's kind of unimportant... what is important is what happened after I got Super Saiyan and more specifically four. After I got four... I was able to safely push the multiplier all the way up past super saiyan three to five hundred."
"So... The Wrath State is akin to a Saiyan Exclusive 'Mystic'." I smirk. "But ooooh Toki... it's sooo much more than that. I stacked it on top of Super Saiyan... and you want to know what I saw?"
"What did you see?" The girl whispers.
"A certain green super saiyan transformation of the guy who's vocabulary is limit to one word... 'Kakarot'."
"WHAT?!" The girl snaps, causing some people to look over at us in our booth.
I dampen sound with Ki again, her shout having burst the privacy 'bubble' we had.
"That's right... Legendary Super Saiyan is the Wrath State combined with Super Saiyan." I smile.
"That is-" she sputters. "What-"
"You said that it causes pain? Maybe that's why... Broly is like that..." She whispers. "Mental facilities damaged by intense pain until a point where he's only driven by one simple desire."
"If... it causes you so much pain why do you even use it?" She eventually questions.
"Oh. That's pretty easy." I admit. "The lower levels have actually stopped hurting. So it's really just a slightly more painful kaioken that you can use considerably more easily in transformations."
"Who knows... with Yardrat ki control training... maybe I'll be able to control my energy well enough to use it without any downsides." I shrug.
"Haaah." The girl sighs. "I'm probably going to be forced to tell this to my higher ups, you know that, right?"
"Sure. I don't mind. I just hope it doesn't cause that many issues. I've heard that Chronoa and top time patrollers are incredibly busy... a bit sad... I kind of wish she'd take a break, she definitely deserves one... well, after she deals with people dropping saiyans in the middle of this world's largest cities with five hundred zeni and a simple note that just says 'live, bitch'."
Her cheeks are briefly flushed as she looks down. "We're... working on that. In fact, we believe that the whole attack a couple of months ago was in direct correlation to that. We think that the time breakers had people inside making people- particularly Saiyans and Changelings, arguably the strongest races in the time patrol- discontent and bitter with living here."
"Hm... I know a pretty decent solution to the whole discontent saiyan thing... the main issue was the price of food. I feel like the time patrol doesn't abuse the wish granting orbs enough... If I had a wish, I'd absolutely do something like 'I wish Saiyans on Era Gaia only needed to eat as much as a normal human in order to get all the nutrients they need' or something like 'I wish Era Gaia's food was specifically ten times as filling and nutritious for Saiyans'."
"Hell, in fact, another question. Why the fuck are Sensu beans so expensive? Just wish for a bag of infinite sensu beans."
"Ah... that one's a bit beyond Shenron's power." The girl admits. "And for the first wish, that'd only apply to the current saiyans on Era Gaia. The latter is certainly beyond Shenron. He's not that good at 'lasting' wishes."
"Alright, if infinite sensu are beyond his power, why not something like wishing for a super crop or something? Like... maybe you could wish for infinite sensu beans that didn't heal, but skill kept you full for days at a time... of course, that could be confusing when compared to normal sensu beans, so maybe they could be in a different color... or like, another plant entirely. Or if he can't create infinite, just wish for one seed and grow more and make it be easy and fast to grow."
"Hmm..." She hums. "It might be possible. I guess people just don't want to risk creating shadow dragons."
"Fair." I shrug.
"Let's stop talking about work." The girl decides as she leans forwards slightly. "Have you made any new friends, Scallion?"
"Not... really..." I sigh, rubbing my temple with a hand. "Everyone but you- and I guess your other friend who shows up sometimes- just feels so... different... I can't really explain it."
Her lips tug downwards slightly.
"I never really had time to make friends before... and now, well, my job has pretty long hours- but certainly pays well. A lot of people here have known each other all their lives... I feel sort of like an outsider... like I don't belong."
"What about you?" I ask.
"W-Well... no new ones, I suppose... but at least there's you." She smiles, raising her glass to her lips.
She seems kind of flustered by that statement but is expertly hiding it behind her drink as she finishes it.
"Ah!" I scoff. "Let's get rid of this depressing talk! Want another drink?"
"Sure!"
Sweat pours from my body as I carefully stand atop a large spike. Every muscle in my body aches as I clamp my feet together on the spike's sides, my fingers are positioned in the shape of a triangle in front of my abdomen.
These people are fucking SADISTIC!
I can sort of see why Goku ditched them after learning a single technique.
I close my eyes yet again, focusing on the energy exercise taught to me.
I've got three more months...
Three months to get my Ki control to a point where I can use it.
That should be doable.
Well, discount roughly a week to get used to my new capabilities.
A large, round, dumpling-like alien throws a rock at me. "Block!"
I cringe, my energy roaring, crackling around the hurled stone.
*Thunk*
My head snaps back as the rock easily pierces the barrier of my energy.
"You're doing it wrong! Stay there for another hour!"
I think I understand why everyone leaves after learning a single technique.
But... I can't be mad. The amount of energy he used to hurl that rock at me was less than HALF of the power that I am using now.
If I could get said strength...
If I could master my Ki to such a level...
If I could take this control to all of my forms.
Realistically I don't think there's much that could stop-
*Thunk*
A rock cracks into my head.
"Your mind is elsewhere! Focus on your training! One more hour!"
I'm going to hurl myself off the nearest bridge.
More of a slice of life chapter, but oh well! Chronoa and Scallion here HAVE to have their dates sometimes.