A/N: Surprise upload~! I was going to upload this tomorrow seeing as this story is going to replace KOHG but I decided 'Eh? Why not give you guys an early/ late/ very late Christmas present?'
So here you all go. Enjoy~!
"Run, Gohan! We'll keep them at bay!"
"Go! Run away!"
"Make sure the Saiyan race survives, even if it's from a half-breed like you."
"Make your dad proud, Gohan. Protect your mom & Bulma and everyone else, okay?"
"Gohan look out!"
A gasp escaped my lips as I flew up from the bed, sitting upright while heaving for air as my entire body was drenched in sweat.
'What…the hell…was that?' I thought with wide eyes as I looked down at my lap, my mind aching as it filtered through memories that I knew were not mine.
Memories of my father catching an incurable virus, unable to do anything as I watched the strongest man I knew being eaten alive by the virus & wither away in his bed until he finally passed after months of agonizing pain.
Memories of my family's closest friends being killed off by a pair of homicidal Android maniacs that treated it all as if it was one messed-up game to amuse them.
Memories of the past 13 years as I fought against the two Androids in dozens of battles only to be humiliate time and time again just because they didn't deem me worthy enough to actually try & kill me.
However, I also had memories of another life, a life where all of these memories were shown from a third person perspective where I watched through the life of not only myself but also the lives of everyone I lost over the past thirteen years.
'Wait, the last thing I remember was getting shot by some guy for a quick few bucks…and also saving Trunks from the Androids in exchange…for my…' The thought trailed off in my mind as I slowly looked down at my left side and frowned at the sight of bandages tightly wrapped around my left side.
However, there was nothing that indicated my arm being there and while I did feel slight horror & sadness at not having my left arm anymore, I also felt a bit content as that meant that I had managed to get the Senzu Bean to Tru-!
'Trunks! Where the hell is he?!' My mind was now wide awake and I looked around before letting out a sigh of relief at seeing the walls & décor of the Capsule Corp headquarters instead of the destroyed rubble of the last town I fought the Androids in.
'You know, it feels weird to both casually think about fighting them like that and scared to think about even fighting them again, especially with one arm missing.' I thought with a frown before shaking my head as I slowly turned my body, wincing with each movement as I realized that my body still hasn't healed completely from the battle.
That meant that it hasn't been long since the battle especially since my ki didn't feel as if it was fully restored yet, making me frown as I went to stand up before wincing as my toe scraped against the ground when I realized how much taller I was compared to my old body.
'Right, new body. At least I'll get time to get used to the muscle memory of this body as the memories of both of my lives slowly merge together.' I frowned as I tried standing up once more, this time taking it slow and taking my time to stand up before grunting as I made my way to the door of the room.
As I slowly made my way through the Capsule Corp home, I had to marvel at how nice it looked despite the fact that I have been here countless times over the past thirteen years while training Trunks.
'He did survive, right? I gave him the Senzu Bean instead of taking it for myself. Hopefully, Korin is hiding away & slowly growing more Senzu Beans over the past couple of years instead of being...dead.' The thought that I was actually in the apocalyptic timeline of theDragon Ball franchise still has not set in, but I had to force those thoughts back lest I wallow over them like a little bitch.
First, I need to get rid of the one thing that plagues the planet and after that, I can worry about finding out just who or what sent me here.
"-be okay?" I blinked as I heard a familiar voice on the far door to the right, making my way towards it before smiling as I heard another familiar voice giggle.
"Don't worry, sweetie. You know how resilient Gohan is. A wound like that is like nothing to him."
"Thanks…for the vote of confidence." I spoke with a slightly tired smile as I walked into what appeared to be the kitchen, both mother & son stopping in their tracks before turning to look at my amused smile with looks of shock & relief respectively.
"What? You two look like you've seen a gh-Oh!" A groan escaped my lips as Trunks slammed into me with a tight hug before I could react and while I wanted to squeal in pain from him grabbing my sore side, I gave Bulma a thankful smile as she walked forward & pulled him away.
"Did you forget his injuries?" She asked and he blinked before giving me a sheepish/ apologetic look as I noticed my pained smile.
"Hehe~Uh, sorry about that."
"No worries. Just no more hugs…at least until I'm healed." I said and he snorted before I blinked as Bulma reached forward & hugged me, confusing both me & Trunks as we looked at each other before my eyes widened as I felt the bandages on my chest beginning to get wet.
"Thank you…for saving him." She whispered and I smiled as I reached around & hugged her back, Trunks understanding as he looked a bit sad while smiling softly.
"It was not a hard choice at all."
"Yeah, and it cost you your arm. You know you're just as selfless as your dad, right?" She said with a teary smile as she pulled away before rolling her eyes at my smirk.
"Then I can say I'm happy I'm following in his footsteps." I answered and she smiled softly before we turned to Trunks as he spoke up.
"S-So, you're not…mad, right? A-About me trying to help?" He asked and I surprised them both as I smiled & patted his head.
"Like I said, you don't have to worry. I was a bit mad that you just rushed in, but you managed to buy a couple of vital seconds that I used to save us both. That's more than enough payment for just mindlessly rushing in, even if I did lose an arm." I answered before looking at Bulma as she giggled while crossing her arms under her bountiful cleavage.
'Damn, she really is stacked. No, Gohan. She's double your age, the mother of your pupil and a close friend to your mother.'
"I'm glad to hear that, but I was really hoping for a punishment there to be honest." She said and I hummed slightly while glancing at Trunks before smirking & nodding.
"Okay, how about this? I'm going to need someone to help me figure out how to live with one arm missing, if you're up for it?"
"R-Really?" He asked and I nodded with a smile before he gave his mother a pleading look, the woman looking at him with a frown before rolling her eyes as I joined in.
"It's not exactly a punishment, but hah, it will keep you busy and safe at home."
"Yes!" He whispered-cheered and I watched Bulma smile at his excitement before discreetly waving for her attention, gesturing for her to lean over.
"I feel like the Androids are going to try to get at us for leaving by going after my mom. Is it okay if I bring her here?" I whispered and her eyes widened as she quickly nodded, making me smile as I nodded and turned to Trunks who was busy…dancing?
"Does he usually do that?" I asked Bulma, knocking him from his excitement to see my amused look and his mother giggling at his eccentrics.
"Only when he gets something he really wants."
"Ah, I see."
"S-Stop laughing~!" He whined and I chuckled as Bulma hid her giggles behind her hand, the teen blushing before grumbling as he walked out of the kitchen and left us alone.
"You should probably get your mom. Your clothes are in the third room on the left." Bulma spoke and I nodded before giving a sheepish grin as I stumbled slightly while taking my first step.
"Uh, think you could give a hand?" She simply rolled her eyes and took my free/ only arm, a hand on my abdomen to help keep me stable before we walked over to the room she spoke of.
"Really, though, thank you for saving him. After my parents & his father died…he's the only family I have left." She muttered and I smiled & nodded.
"Like I said, I would do the same thing again if I needed to. Besides, it's just one arm. Not exactly that important."
"Yep, that is definitely something your dad would say. Are you sure you Saiyans don't reproduce asexually?"
"Uh, I don't believe so. Also, I have my mom's brain or else I would be a battle maniac just like my dad." I answered and she snorted as we stopped in front of the room's door.
"That's probably why you've survived for so long. Now, go get dressed and bring your mom here. We have a lot to catch up to. Also, don't tell her that you lost the arm by protecting Trunks or she'll be mad at me."
"Uh, I think she's already mad at both of us because you let me fight against the Androids when she doesn't." I answered, to which she giggled before nodding & walking away and I had to tear my eyes away from her swaying ass in tight jeans bouncing with each step as I opened the door to my room.
'Holy shit, these Saiyan genes are driving my hormones crazy.' I knew that I had a slight crush on Bulma in my past life, but I was not as hyper-fixated on her as I was right now.
'Nope, I'm definitely pinning this on my Saiyan genes.' I thought with a shake of my head as I walked into the room before smirking at the sight of a brand new orange gi lying on the single bed in the room, slowly reaching up to the bandages before slowly beginning to unravel them one by one.
'I just know I'm going to look good in these.
'O-Okay. Just keep it slow & steady. Don't go too fast, don't raise your energy too high and don't imagine falling to your death.' I thought with a shaky smile as I slowly flew through the air, gradually picking up speed until I was at a reasonable speed where the ground below me flew past like it was nothing.
I was also making sure that my energy was not too high because if it was, I would have the Androids on my ass faster than I could blink and I did not want to fight any of them right now.
'Speaking of the Androids, how am I going to beat them?' I thought with a frown as I flew through the air, remembering how easily they killed me in that Trunks movie and any form of Dragon Ball media that I consumed in my past life.
'I can think of a few ways that will make me stronger, but I'd first have to check out a few spots across the world and ask Bulma a few questions before I can actually go through with a few plans.' The Sacred Water was the first thing that came to mind followed by the Hyperbolic Time Chamber, but I don't know if Korin took the water along with the Senzu Beans before the Tower got blown sky high and no one can find the Lookout Tower without Kami letting them.
The next thought that came to mind were finding & using either the Fruit from the Tree of Might or the Ensenji fruit, but the former was from a non-canon movie so I don't even know if they exist and the latter was from a filler episode on the anime…which also makes me question if they did exist or not.
'I can't remember if the Androids have killed Master Roshi or if he had just gone into hiding and the thought of using the Dragon Balls sounds good, but the only pair I know of is on Namek, which is hidden away. Wait, what if I asked King Kai for its coordinates and then get Bulma to make a ship?'
"Actually, now that I think about it, I wonder if King Kai is actually listening in or is he too busy dealing with Dad?"
"It's both." A manly squeal escaped my lips as an amused yet melodic voice spoke inside my mind, making me stumble & nearly fall to the ground before I caught myself and returned to my previous altitude.
"U-Uh…K-King Kai?"
"Speaking. What's up?"
"W-Wait, how long have you been waiting for me to see if I can talk to you?"
"The past thirteen years. Gotta say though, kid, you've grown up much better than we expected."
"We?"
"Yeah, we're all here and we're sorry to leave you to deal with our problems." My eyes widened as I heard a familiar & comforting voice, unable to keep myself from stuttering as slight tears stung in my eyes.
"Uh, Gohan. You still there? You sure I'm talking to him, King Kai?
"D-Dad?" The word felt foreign yet comforting as it flew from my lips and I couldn't help the one stray tear as I heard a chuckle that soothe away my deepest worries.
"Hey, son. I think we have a lot to catch up on, huh?"
A/N: …I'll explain everything in the next chapter.
Anyway, welcome to our latest story~! I've always wanted to do a story set in either the past of an OC being friends with Master Roshi & Shen or a story set in the apocalyptic future in the body of Future Gohna and this one won so here we are.
First off, let me say, there is no pairing with Bulma, Chi-Chi or Android #18 since one is like an aunt, one is his actual mother and the third is the same woman that's been torturing him for 13 years straight.
Even if it's not Gohan anymore in the body, he still has the memories of living through it along with a permanent memory of having his arm torn off so...yeah, none of those three are a pairing choice just to make it clear before anyone suggests them.
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As always, read, enjoy, review and welcome to the first Chapter of…
The One-Armed Titan.