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Post by SpaceOrbisHistory on Aug 10, 2021 1:21:25 GMT
Chapter 1: Super Saiyan Bardock.
AN: Ok so this is something I have been working on for a while and so I saw no point in not showing it off here as well. As the name implies this is a timeline in which Bardock, father to Goku or in this story Kakarot kills Frieza and thus saves the Saiyan race for a while longer. So while the mean story points are the same how they are done is somewhat different.
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As Bardock's small one-man-sized Saiyan pod raced its way through the great vastness of space back to his home planet of Vegeta one thought, in particular, was at the forefront of his mind. Revenge for his fallen comrades Tora, Fasha, Borgos, and lastly Shugesh. His teammates of nearly 20 blood soaked years had in many ways been like a second family to him out on the battlefield and they had all been killed. By order of the very same man who had not so long ago promised them all a lifetime of non-stop fighting. To any true Saiyan male or female that was nothing short of paradise itself. Now, however, all the powerful Saiyan warrior could do was to sit and wait inside the small one man-sized pod as it made the long and in his mind unbearably slow and arduous trip back to the red colored planet that he alongside his fellow brothers and sisters in arms all called home.
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Bardock was by no means expected to survive his first assignment. Being born with a power level just a little over one hundred was for most Saiyans a one-way ticket to death. But Bardock was a survivalist if nothing else. Those dark days on Kies (Planet Vegeta's small moon) had tested his survival instincts constantly. Many a day and night had been spent eyeing the canopy for even the slightest of movement or busy hunting down his newest meal. For on Kies any lapse in concentration could very easily be your end. By the time the newest weakling had landed upon Kies four years later, Bardock had grown his power level from just one hundred and ten to a much more acceptable if however still weak four hundred and seventy. He was now in the eyes of his kin a lowly third-class warrior. Little better than the many rats or pigs they would all devour with reckless abandon at mealtime and on planet Vegeta that meant one thing above everything else. Life itself. The right to not die.
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So deep in his own thoughts that the cold voice of the onboard computer announcing that he had entered the system had managed to surprise him somewhat. Looking outside the green-tinted viewing port he could just make out the small insignificant speck of dust illuminated by the light of their sun. Clicking his scouter on Bardock could pick up the power level of Lord Frieza off in the distance as well as his men. If only just. Frieza had seemingly only decided to bring with him but a small detachment of his troops. Mostly the foot soldiers of his vast intergalactic army. His lowest and weakest of fighters. This fact alone had made Bardock furious. Was this all a joke to the pint-sized tyrant Bardock wondered. Did he truly believe that the entirety of the Saiyan race could do nothing to him? That even with tens of thousands of warriors all in their great ape forms that they would pose literally no obstacle to his ambitions to destroy their entire race this day? Bardock could hardly accept that conclusion. Nobody, not even he could possibly be that powerful. Even the king himself, one of the most powerful warriors Bardock had ever known only had a power level of 100,000 and that was only in his great ape form. A form the king had only used a handful of times in his life as far as he knew. By Bardock's own quick calculations he guessed he had no more than 45 minutes before Frieza would have his ship in orbit of the planet and he was still around five minutes out.
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Meanwhile, on Frieza's ship, the pint-sized tyrant was enjoying a nice cold glass of wine imported from one of his many planets. He had noticed the astonishing rate of Saiyan growth in terms of power level over the past few years. He could easily deal with one or even a small group of Saiyans even in their great ape forms. But why allow the monkeys to even try something so hopeless and in his own opinion quite pointless. No, it was far better to nip it in the bud now rather than later. Just as he had finished the reddish liquid in his glass a lowly foot soldier entered the room. He, however, didn't don the traditional battle armor but a somewhat modified variant allowing for his four arms to have an ample range of movement.
"My lord we should be entering orbit in about thirty minutes". The man said giving a deep bow.
"Good". Frieza said as he eyed the planet out in the distance. A small smile forming on his face. Oh, how he would enjoy the fireworks display he was soon to unleash upon this backwater world. It would be the highlight of his whole day.
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Bardock's pod was soon cutting its way through the thick atmosphere of the planet before landing atop one of the numerous landing platforms. No sooner had he landed he opened the door and ran into the capital city. As he ran he passed many a Saiyan coming from missions. Their armor was either torn or otherwise damaged. Others still were on their way to a mission. He hoped they would somehow be able to get past Frieza and his men but he very much doubted that any of them would have such luck. Bardock however was quick to dismiss such thoughts. They wouldn't do him or them any good now anyway.
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It wasn't long before the great hall came into view. Technically he was still listed as a lowly third-class but nobody in their right mind would dare stop him now. He was now an elite. Only King Vegeta, his son Prince Vegeta, and himself were in that most honored group. It was now only paperwork that kept him at that lowliest of ranks. As he entered the great hall he could see the king, queen, and a fair few of the royal bodyguards at the far end of the sizeable room. Walking calmly over to the king Bardock's mind raced. What was he going to say? How would the king respond to the news? Would he believe him or dismiss it out of hand? As Bardock made his slow walk to the king other Saiyans took notice and stopped eating. At least for a time. It wasn't every day that one saw Bardock so worked up. So whatever it was it was worth at least a second or two of passive curiosity as to why that was.
"My lord I have news". Bardock began after he had given the king a deep bow. The king eyed the man now before him. He nodded his head signaling he may speak upon recognizing Bardock.
"What is it, my dear friend"? The king asked now facing him fully.
"Will my lord as you know I and my team were sent to planet Kanassa". Bardock began. To this, the king simply nodded. "Will sir after that mission Frieza ordered that my team was to be killed due to us growing too powerful for his liking. He is now coming to kill us all". Bardock said before allowing the king to take it all in. At this, the king eyed Bardock without saying a word. But at long last, he spoke.
"What proof do you have for this accusation of yours"? The king demanded in a harsh tone of voice.
"This power reading my lord". Bardock said as he quickly pulled up the needed information upon his scouter before handing it over to the king to read for himself.
"530,000 are you sure that's just one person"? The king asked.
"That I am my lord. I set it to show me only the highest individual power reading my lord. Nobody but he could ever have such power. If it isn't his it must be his father and if that's the case it only makes it more likely that we must act". Bardock replied with the most serious face the king had ever seen on the man. At this, the king soon turned to the nearest Saiyan and gave the order that everybody still on the planet were to immediately join him in low orbit immediately. If Frieza wished to kill them off he would have to fight them all to do it.
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It wasn't long before thousands of Saiyans could all be seen slowly ascending through the thick atmosphere of the planet. The order to assemble had for some of them came at a most unfortunate time causing a fair few Saiyan pairs to give the king very disgruntled looks that the king had promptly ignored. He could easily deal with a few unhappy couples in due time. For now, however, he needed to deal with Frieza and his men. Bardock himself couldn't help but to eye the approaching ship as it entered into a low orbit over his home planet. He knew he had grown quite strong over the years. He wasn't as strong as the king was but he also knew he wasn't that far off either.
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Frieza for his part eyed the collection of Saiyans from the bridge of his ship with only a mild curiosity. His long pink tail sweeping from side to side in an almost cat-like motion. He wasn't sure how the monkeys knew he was coming to kill them but no matter the planet would soon be gone regardless. It just meant that he would be able to see the monkey's faces as they all witnessed the end of their pitiful insignificant planet as it came to a most spectacularly explosive end.
"Tixax I need more wine now"! Frieza yelled out. Soon a small greenish frog-like creature entered into the room being careful to never meet the tyrant's eyes. His predecessor had made that mistake and he was not about to repeat that mistake by looking his master in the eye. Taking a small sip of the wine that the poor creature had just poured him Frieza ordered his weakest men to attack the pitiful resistance now before him.
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Soon the doors of the ship opened and out poured nearly a thousand men from every corner of the north quadrant of the universe. At once the two groups rushed at each other. All of them punching, kicking, and blasting all the way. In seconds the first wave of Frieza's men had all been decimated. Frieza for his part merely ordered a second wave to attack. Only this time sending his more seasoned warriors. Once more the battle began. But unlike the last round the Saiyans were being beaten back by the overwhelming force now attacking them. However, in the mass confusion of the battle one Saiyan had managed to remain undetected and fired a ki blast at the ship causing it to depressurize killing dozens of Frieza's men. The sight of their comrade's now lifeless body's slowly drifting through space caused a fair few of the men to hesitate in their attacks and that was their undoing. By now Frieza was done playing around. The monkey's were making a mockery of his forces. Worse than that they were somehow making a mockery out of him. "Damn you monkeys how dare you challenge my might". Frieza yelled before blasting the reinforced glass and entering the battle himself.
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By now what few men were left quickly made a hasty retreat back to the relative safety of the ship. "I must say you monkey's have really outdone yourselves. Some of them were over 8,000 but no matter I can always find more". Frieza said in an uncaring tone of voice as he eyed the mass of Saiyans now before him. That was until his eyes landed upon Bardock's own form. "Oh what a surprise if it isn't Bardock, how are you today"? Frieza asked in a sing-song tone. This, in turn, had the desired effect upon the man. Bardock knew what the pint-sized tyrant was doing and try as he may he couldn't help but feel himself succumbing to the temptation to punch the man squarely in the face. But he knew he would stand absolutely no chance. None of them did. 530,000 wasn't even his maximum. He wasn't sure how he knew that fact but he did. Even if all of them entered great ape form he could easily beat them. It is said that it was this very revelation that gave Bardock the needed push to ascend to the legendary super saiyan.
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Frieza eyed Bardock as he underwent the transformation. Bardock's hair turned from the typical saiyan Black/Red/Brown to a more golden color. His eyes from black to a more bluish-green coloration. Still, Frieza was confident in his abilities to subdue the man and it was this fact alone that would be his undoing. Frieza launched himself at Bardock at speeds, not even the king himself could follow. However, Bardock could easily keep up. In fact, from Bardocks perspective the pint-sized tyrant looked to be standing practically still. Bardock easily sidestepped the attack and proceeded to knee Frieza in his gut. Frieza for his part doubled over in absolute agony as his blood ran down his face. But before the galactic overlord could do anything more than spit his blood out Bardock took hold of his neck and snapped it with an audible crack and less than a second later he turned 180° and firing a concentrated ki blast at Frieza's ship killing what few men were left. The resulting explosion was both spectacular as it was explosive.
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Now that the threat to their races annihilation was now dealt with life on Vegeta once again returned to normal. For Bardock news of his victory had won him far more than just a promotion to elite but also a mate by the name of Gine and nearly a year later his mate bore him two sons. Kakarot and his older brother Raditz. Bardock's life was about to get a whole lot more interesting.
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Post by SpaceOrbisHistory on Aug 10, 2021 1:59:35 GMT
Chapter 2: Kakarot Goes To Earth.
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It had been nearly a full year since the tyrannical Frieza had been killed by Bardock's own hand. Now, however, he was about to face a whole new challenge. That being none other than that of parenthood. His mate, Gina could now be seen upon a medical gurney as the many doctors began their work in the operating room down below.
"How are you, my dear friend"? The king asked as he walked up to the soon-to-be-father. His red robe moving to and fro with each step he took down the long hallway of the medical facility.
"I'm fine my lord". Bardock said before falling silent once again. He was to have two cubs. His mind raced with so many unanswered questions. Would he make a good father to his son/daughter(s)? Would he be as cold and distant as his own father was to him when he was but a lowly fourth-class baby? It wasn't all that uncommon for a Saiyan cub to die by their mother or father's own hand after all. If anything not being killed was abnormal especially given his weak power level at birth.
"Are you worried about her or is it your cubs your so worked up about"? The king asked turning his head to eye Bardock. Who from his perspective looked like a leaf in the wind. Constantly in motion. Never at rest.
"Both my lord. She is everything to me if I were ever to lose her". Bardock said before feeling the king's hand land atop his shoulder turning the man from the window to him.
"You Bardock, the first Saiyan to ascend to that level of power in many thousands of years. You're the savior of our whole race. Compared to all that you have done so far in your life this is nothing". The king said before once more facing the window. The many doctors in the room below moved to and fro frantically as they readied the soon-to-be-mother for her first birth.
"What do you plan on naming them. The king asked just as the first cub entered the world. For a time Bardock said nothing. His eyes transfixed on the blood-covered baby boy now in Gina's arms.
"Raditz and Kakarot my lord. That is if we are to have boys". Bardock replied after nearly a minute of silence. Just then the power level for Raditz was shown. 275. Making the boy a third-class.
"Bardock that theory of yours. What was it again"? The king asked as the doctors resumed their work for the second birth.
"That as the power level of their parents grows so too does their cubs inherent power levels rise in comparison to their own. By the records I have seen I would think we should be rid of the fourth class wing in no more then ten more years". Bardock replied as Gina began to push her second cub into the world.
"How did you come up with this theory of yours"? The king asked. Now far more curious about this than the second child of his lifelong friend. He had known that Bardock was a bonafide genius especially for the likes of a fourth-class warrior that somehow found himself amongst the elites of their race. Nobody else could've done the things he had done and not be so. To him, the very idea anybody could ever rise to the heights he had and not be was an idea too ridiculous a concept to ever take seriously.
"You must have seen the levels of power we are now obtaining as I have my lord. Our cubs are growing more powerful by the day. This past month alone I have only seen one Saiyan baby born with a power level of less than 200 and that seems only to be due to the weak power levels of her parents". The last 1500 births have an average of 240. My lord, surely you must see that should this keep up in no more than 5-10 years we will have no more need for the fourth-class stasis pods for none shall be born to be housed inside them". Bardock said as Kakarot entered the world and as his brother's had been only minutes before so too was his own power level shown. 225. Two third-class Saiyans wasn't unheard of but it was highly unlikely. Especially for a man who was born a fourth-class. Their mother was a little better being born a third-class but even she was on the low end of that classification.
"No, you know I don't care for such things all that much". But I'll order to see the last 1000 births as soon as I go home". The king said with a look of interest now forming on his face. If what Bardock was saying turned out to be true nobody, not even King Cold would dare attack them now.
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In the following years, his sons grew and in time their training had begun in earnest.
"Better, Kakarot but you need to close the gaps in your defense". Bardock said as he kicked his son hard in the gut sending him into the ground far below him.
"Father you should just kill him. He is far too weak to be useful". Raditz said eyeing his brother with cold indifference not far away. Bardock for his part paid the older of the two boys no mind. He himself was little better than his baby brother was in his first few weeks of training. It also didn't help that Bardock was an elite and the two were just now nearing a power level of a thousand. Still, Raditz had a point, Kakarot was not like most Saiyans. He was far too soft in the eyes of many. A fact that did the boy no favors as he grew up. But he was also a determined fighter who would always find some way to get back up and reenter the training he, his brother, and his father did every day for hours on end. But before he could reenter the fight his mother Gina called them all back inside to eat. Gina may have been a lowly third-class but not even Bardock would make her yell out their names for a second time. Upon their entrance into the kitchen they could see the sizable pog (Saiyan pig) laying atop the table. The long thin obsidian blade still having it's blue-colored blood covering it's edge.
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Upon sitting down at the table Gina asked them all how their day was even though she knew what they did. Train and in the case of Bardock occasionally going on weeklong missions. Only nowadays said missions were done not to conquer the planet's inhabitants but to gain allies and useful technology that would allow them to grow more technologically-advanced just in case the cold family ever saw reason to attack them again.
"Bardock I asked how your day was". Gina said giving the older Saiyan a hard look. A look that made even Bardock feel a great dread hit his body like icily water being dropped upon his sleeping form. It wasn't a look he enjoyed being the target to.
"We trained as we always do my dear. But now I feel is the right time to inform you of something Kakarot". Bardock began and at once he saw he had his youngest son's attention.
"What is it, father"? Kakarot asked mouth partly filled with the left leg of the pog making it hard to understand him.
"I feel that you're now old and strong enough to start going on your own missions". Bardock said before Gina jumped up with such force that the table nearly flipped over.
"He is still far too young for that Bardock". Gina yelled out in anger only to be silenced by Bardock's fist hitting her and sending the weakest of them flying into the wall.
"You forget your place woman". Bardock said angrily before allowing Gina to fall face-first onto the cold hard floor. Raditz and Kakarot said nothing as this was a normal occurrence and while Raditz was all too happy to view women as lesser beings as most Saiyans did Kakarot, on the other hand, did not. Adding yet another fact that did him no favors in the eyes of many of his compatriots.
"When do I start father "? Kakarot asked being extra careful not to step on his now unconscious mother.
"You will come with me to the administration building to be tested. Once that is done you will be given your first mission. Be mindful of your words and actions". Most Saiyans will kill you outright should you step out of line". Bardock said before once more returning to his meal. Tearing into it with an almost animal-like aggression.
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The next day the two could be seen entering the administration building. Once inside Kakarot could see many Saiyans walking around talking to women about one matter or another.
"Eyes forward boy". Bardock said in a tone that made Kakarot do just that. It wasn't long before the two were face-to-face with an average looking Saiyan woman.
"How may I help you two today". She said in a respectful tone.
"My son Kakarot needs testing for his first mission". Bardock replied before pushing his son forward. The woman, in turn, activated her scouter that only beeped for a few seconds before being turned off.
"875 not bad. How old are you"? The woman asked deactivating her scouter and retaking her seat.
"I'm 11 cycles (11 years old)". Kakarot replied. The woman, in turn, inputted his information into her computer terminal before pointing down one of the many hallways that branched out from the main hallway entrance.
"You're in room A16. Just go down that hallway until you reach your room. No need for the staircase you're already on the needed floor". The woman said before returning to her computer.
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Kakarot entered the room in question to find an older Saiyan with lines of graying hair. The man said not a word upon his entrance instead eyeing the screen before him.
"875 not bad for a boy your age". The man said before turning to face him. "If you would please place this on we can get started". The man asked as he connected the device to his arm. The man, in turn, looked it over to make sure it was on properly.
"Now pour as much power into that arm as you can". The man said before Kakarot felt the sensation of increased weight. But seeing as the older man wasn't worried he guessed it was a part of the test.
"13.44 standard gravity that qualifies you for class four planets/moons. But something tells me you will qualify for class three planets/moons very soon". The man said before he dismissed the boy with but a piece of parchment. It wasn't long before he was once again side-by-side with his father.
"Loz'rox, based on this it's a class four planet with technological advancement similar to Kapitulo. Be mindful just because it's a lower class world doesn't mean you can lower your guard for even a second. Be ready at all times son". Bardock said before the landing platforms came into view. It wasn't long after that Kakarot's ship shot into deep space for the Dox star system. As the ship disappeared from view Bardock could only hope that his son could survive his own first mission as he had done so long ago.
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Many light-years away in a far off quadrant of the universe King Cold looked out at the planet below him. It's green seas and blue sky reminded him of his home planet of Ice. A place he and his sons hadn't seen in many long years. Still, their empire required near-constant vigilance and this lowly planet was no different. They had dared to rebel against their betters and that just wouldn't do. His own father King Iice had allowed a planet to rise up and in the end, it got him killed. He wouldn't allow that to happen. Not to him or to his two sons.
"How many rebels"? King Cold asked with an edge of danger should he dislike the answer.
"Around 500 my lord. All from just one village. We could just send some of". One of the many soldiers said before King Colds' raised hand stopped him dead.
"No, you fools will do more harm than I care to allow. I'll deal with this myself. Land the ship now"! King Cold ordered as he got up from his seat and walked calmly out of the room with a most unpleased expression on his face. As soon as the door closed behind him everybody on the bridge all breathed a sigh of relief.
"Tizix do keep your suggestions to yourself before you get us all killed"! A green-skinned alien said before turning back to his console.
"Sorry about that, Bonzil. I'll try but". Tizix said before once again being cut off. Only this time by the green-skinned alien.
"But nothing you know he's not as kind as his father was. You would be wise to keep that in mind." Bonzil said before inputting the last few bits before hitting enter. In seconds the ship began to slowly descend through the atmosphere of the planet before landing on the outskirts of a sizable settlement. Almost as soon as the ship landed the planet's inhabitants began to attack. However, their bows and arrows did nothing more than bounce off the armor of the ship before landing harmlessly on the ground. King Cold said nothing as he raised his hand once more only this time a small bluish ball of light sat atop it. It gave off the sound of a thousand hummingbirds though he of course knew not what that was. Still, they fired, and still, they failed to do much of anything. It was only when an arrow cut him did he unleash the devastating attack on the village. The sizeable crater left behind ensured that such a thing was unlikely to repeat. With that now done King Cold turned and walked back onto the ship and before long it slowly began to ascend through the clouds and atmosphere before resting in orbit.
"Sir we have a code red message". One of the many soldiers said before the imposing figure of King cold stood above him.
"Open it". King Cold ordered and in seconds the message began to play. It came in bits and pieces. The sound of an attack could be heard in the background. But just as it was about to tell them who had sent it the message had ended with the last input being an F.
"Plot a course to planet 11863. In the meantime start working on this. I want to know who sent it and how long ago it was sent". King Cold ordered before going to his room to rest after all maintaining his vast empire was tiresome and he needed the rest.
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Meanwhile, Kakarot's pod sailed through the vastness of deep space all the while training intensely in 10x standard gravity. He had just completed his 16th set when the onboard computer announced that he was nearing his destination. Walking over he could see the planet. Based on what he had been told it was a lowly planet with little in the way of technology. He didn't understand why he was sent to this world but he would do it nevertheless. Making sure the plotted course would take him to a fairly remote section of the planet he sat back and waited. His first mission was about to begin and unbeknownst to him what he would find on this insignificant backwater planet would forever change his life.
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"I'm telling you this guy is bad news. You didn't see what he did to the village. It's all gone. I'm alive only due to being in the woods looking for some food when that man attacked the village". The smaller of the two said. By the tone, it was a male. The second only eyed the other with a look of utter disgust at what it was hearing.
"I will not lower myself to that man. I don't care how powerful he is". The second said and by the tone, this one was a female. He guessed that the females of their race were the ones in power if that conversation was anything to go by. Still, he couldn't help but be intrigued by the short conversation. Who was this man they spoke of? Whoever it was he needed to know more. So with that plan in mind, he soon made himself known to them all. All at once the farmers stopped and picked up whatever they could before encircling him in a wide circle. Kakarot, however, wasn't all that worried. He knew he could take them however he wanted to know who this unknown man was.
"Excuse me, I have a question". Kakarot said making a fair few of them to lower their weapons. Others, however, kept the weapons at the ready. It was around this time that an elder slowly made her way up to him.
"What is that my boy"? The elder said seemingly looking into his own with a calculating gaze. One he had seen on his father's face many a time.
"Who is this man they spoke of"? Kakarot asked as he gestured to the two who had the conversation. The elder for a time said nothing as did the others.
"I have my own question my boy. Who are you and why are you on our planet"? The elder asked.
"It was my first mission. I was tasked with dealing with your planet". Kakarot said and at this, the farmers who had lowered their weapons once again aimed them at him. A few even taking a few steps forward.
"You seek to kill us is that it"? The elder said. Her tone turning harsh and threatening.
"No, not at all. I was tasked with hopefully gaining a useful ally and by the sounds of it you really need one". Kakarot replied making the woman relax if only somewhat.
"I see. In that case, do come with me". The elder said before walking to one of the bigger houses on the island. Inside Kakarot could see various animal skins and artwork. The house was nothing special it was roughly cut into three rooms with the bedroom and living room being more or less together save for a small doorway. Once she was seated she began to speak.
"We are a race called the lozon and as you can tell we are just simple folk with nothing of any real value to outsiders. A few world's do trade with us but nothing that would justify an invasion and our subjugation". The elder said. Kakarot, in turn, nodded his head in understanding. If what he had seen was anything to go by what she had said was true. They had little to nothing and yet somebody had attacked and removed a whole village from existence. But he noticed she still hadn't answered his question.
"Who attacked you? Maybe I can help". Kakarot said but the elder was quick to dismiss such a notion.
"You're a powerful boy I can tell but even so you would sooner die than pose any form of threat to him or to his men. However, we do have something that you may yet be able to help us with". The elder said. At this Kakarot's eyes widened.
"What is it"? Kakarot replied. He was ready to battle just about anything.
"We need you to deal with a beast that lives in the Northern Wasteland. You do this for us and an ally we will be". The elder said before she handed him a map. The map was crude and basic but he could more or less make it out. Placing the map inside one of his many pockets he was once again off only this time to the Northern Wasteland.
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King Cold was soon awoken by one of his many servants. For a time he contemplated killing him but he was somewhat competent at his job so, in the end, he got to live. Still, he could tell they had yet to land so was annoyed at the interruption to his sleep.
"Sir we have been able to piece together a bit more of that message however until we land we can't do much more, sir". The man said. At this King Cold simply nodded his head.
"So play it". King Cold ordered making the man jump somewhat at the forcefulness of the tone being sent his way.
"A...at once, sir". The man said before playing the message. It was more or less the same aside from it being a bit longer and the sounds being much clearer. But it was the sound of his son that made King Cold pay even more attention to the message. Monkeys, so he finally decided to deal with the monkey's homeworld King Cold thought to himself before the sound of the ship exploding cut off the message. He knew what that meant even if he wished to deny that fact. Somehow the Saiyans had killed his son. He didn't know how they did it but they did and he would make them pay for this unwelcomed transgression against his family.
"Pull up everything my son owned and send word to my eldest son. I believe it's time we pay the monkeys a visit". King Cold ordered no longer in the mood for sleep.
"Right away, sir". The man said before running out of the room and down the long corridors of the ship.
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Kakarot landed atop the snow-covered land known as the Northern Wasteland. Looking around he couldn't see anything aside from what little life could exist in such a place. His scouter wasn't picking up anything higher than a power level of five.
"What the hell. Nothing's even out here"! Kakarot said to himself annoyed that he had wasted his time. He was going to give that lying elder a nice long beating for sending him all the way out here only to find snow and a few bits of plants popping out here and there. But just as he turned to do just that his scouter picked up something below him. Before he knew what was going on the ground exploded from underfoot sending him flying.
"What the hell"! Kakarot said upon seeing what was now standing in front of him. The colossal creature stood 20 feet tall with razor-sharp teeth and claws and eyes locked right on him.
"I'm not being paid enough for this". Kakarot said to himself before he sent a highly concentrated ki blast right to its face. The creature took two stumbling steps backward before it sent out a roar that shook the ground. Kakarot, in turn, sent more attacks and with each, the creature redoubled its efforts to kill him. Kakarot dodged every swipe of its claws and every bite of its teeth but in the end, it was the tail that would send him skidding across the snow-covered ground like a stone on water. Forcing himself to his feet Kakarot sent yet another ki blast but like the others, it did little more than stagger the creature. It was in that instant he drew upon an unknown power source and sent the most powerful of ki blasts to the colossal creature. In seconds a massive shockwave reverberated across the landscape. But when the dust had settled Kakarot could see the many bloody body parts littering the area. Taking its head as proof he soon made his way back to the village. The elder upon seeing this soon pledged their loyalty and with that, his first mission was a success. As he was making the last few adjustments to his navigations computer the elder gave him the name of the man who had killed her people. King Cold.
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As Kakarot's pod slowly made its way back home his mind raced with so many unanswered questions. Why was King Cold even on that backwater planet in the first place? Surely he could have found better slaves to fight in his intergalactic empire. With that thought in mind, he soon turned to face the onboard computer.
"Computer pull up everything we have on King Cold". Kakarot ordered before the onboard computer did just that. Reading over what little information his people had he soon realized that his people didn't have all that much on King Cold. Pushing himself back from the desk he soon made his way to the training room. He still had nearly sixteen hours before he would even enter the system and another three hours before he would need to ready the ship for landing and besides he really wanted to rub it in his brothers face that he had gone on a mission before him. The look his brother would likely give him made him speed up his steps to the training room. Upon entering the room he again asked the onboard computer a question.
"Computer what's my highest level"? Kakarot asked as he had forgotten.
"Level ten". The computer replied making Kakarot grunt in annoyance.
"Set it to level twelve than and rise it by one level every hour". Kakarot ordered before feeling the added weight upon his body forcing him to the floor. Slowly pushing himself back to his feet he began slowly punching and kicking the air.
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As Kakarot was busy training in twelve times standard gravity (120 Earth G's) King Cold's ship was making the final preparations for landing upon one of the many landing platforms on the planet. Once that was done a ramp began to lower to allow him to walk off the ship. His face displayed his foul mood for all to see. The order to send for his son Cooler had already been sent but it would likely take days for him to arrive on the planet. Until then, however, he would train. He was going to make the Saiyans pay for this transgression.
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Ten hours later Kakarot exited the training room with sweat pouring down his face and onto the tiled floor. His body ached all over but he didn't pay it much mind. He had surpassed a power level of 1400. A fact that on its own was nothing special but the fact he had done so at his young age most certainly was. His brother likely wouldn't obtain such power until he was sent on his own mission. He didn't understand his father's reluctance to send his brother out on a mission but he was sure he had his reasons. What they were he had no idea. As his ship made its way past Hoi, one of the two gas giants that existed on the edge of the Saiyan star system he couldn't help but feel a sense of foreboding. As if soon a great tragedy would befall his people. But that was impossible who could possibly do his people harm? The mere idea made him laugh.
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By the time his ship landed on the platform his father, mother, and brother were already awaiting him. His ship having been picked up nearly an hour before by the detection nets all over the system. As soon as he had departed from his pod his father looked him over. His armor was cut up fairly badly. A fact that made the older Saiyan eye him questioningly. Kakarot as if he could read his father's mind answered the unspoken question.
"It was nothing just an oversized rat. I killed it. The mission was a success. Oh, and father I need a word with you". Kakarot said making the man intrigued and so the two moved away from the others and began to speak in hushed tones.
"Will son what is it"? Bardock asked as he laid one of his arms upon his son's shoulder. For a few seconds, Kakarot said nothing as he searched for the best words to use in his mind.
"Father it's about King Cold. He was on the planet sometime before my landing. His empire must have grown considerably since our last report on his empire's size. The king must know of this". Kakarot said before his father's eyes grew wide. Frieza was one thing. His father was something else altogether. Even with his super saiyan transformation, he wasn't sure that would be enough. Plans had to be made now just in case. So in seconds Bardock was once again running to the king. His mind filled with apocalyptic images of the many body's littering the landscape. The many cities burning in the distance. But worst of all was the image of his mate and his two sons cold and unmoving. No, he wouldn't allow that fate to befall them and so he ran to the palace gates as fast as his legs would allow. Upon his entrance to the great hall, the king, queen, and the many other high-ranking Saiyans eyed him. Some in utter annoyance while others were in a state of bewilderment.
"My lord I have news". Bardock replied allowing the king to recover from his most unexpected arrival. The queen, however, was the first to speak. Her voice sounding like that of a warrior goddess. Soft but powerful.
"What news do you bear Bardock-kun"? The queen asked. Bardock at once replied.
"My son Kakarot reports King Cold's empire has grown quite considerably. I give you this as proof". Bardock said as he pulled out the necessary information from his son's scouter and placing it inside an imaging device. What was shown made all in the room gasp. A whole village was removed from existence. That, however, wasn't what made them gasp it was what came after that being the elder's description of the man. The king soon turned to his most trusted bodyguard and issued an order to the towering man. Nappa, in turn, bowed his head and departed the room to find prince Vegeta. His training was about to get a whole lot harder. The king then turned to face Bardock who had yet to rise from his bow.
"Up you fool"! The king yelled out making him do just that. Once done the king issued a new order.
"I have a new mission for your son. A lowly planet called Earth. Its people are weak in comparison to us but they possess advanced technology. He is to go and train on this class five planet. He may use one of my own ship to do so". The king said before tossing the access codes to Bardock.
"At once my lord". Bardock replied before he departed from the great hall and made his way back home. Tears forming in his eyes as he did so. Once he entered Raditz immediately came over to him demanding his own mission his tail moving side-to-side in an agitated manner. Bardock, however, paid him no mind. He cared not for what his eldest cub wanted at the moment. Calling his youngest cub over he handed him the codes and the location of the pod. All the while Raditz stood off to one side confused about what was going on.
"Father w...what's going on? Why are you crying"? Kakarot asked as new tears formed in his father's eyes replacing the old ones. Raditz could feel his own eyes moisten at the sight before him. A fact he did his best to hide but Bardock knew better. He was sad even if he refused to admit it. It wasn't long before Bardock, Gina, and Raditz stood side-by-side as Kakarot lifted off for the second time and likely last time. His destination Earth or as he would soon come to know it the future home of the Saiyan race.
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Post by SpaceOrbisHistory on Aug 10, 2021 8:31:30 GMT
Chapter 3: Bulma Meets Kakarot.
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In the weeks since his departure from his home planet, Kakarot had done nothing else but eat, sleep, or train incessantly inside the training room of the much more spacious Saiyan ship. All was fine up until around four days ago when all transmissions coming or going from planet Vegeta had ceased in their entirety. He had a good idea what that meant and that realization pushed him to train even harder for his lost family and his homeworld. The planet that would now be his home was still just a pale blue dot no bigger than a mere speck of dust in the sea of stars. The onboard computer reported that he was still ten minutes out from landing onto the world. What he didn't know was that soon his life would never be the same and it would all start on that pale blue world.
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Jack Alon was a simple middle age man. He farmed his land, paid his bills, and enjoyed a nice cold beer at the small bar in the middle of town. But what he saw in the afternoon sky that day would be a story he would tell for the rest of his days. A story nobody in the small mountainside town in which he lived would ever believe. However, unlike the majority of Saiyan ships that had started being used, this one landed fairly softly on the ground. Kakarot at once activated his scouter and began looking around for life-signs. The vast majority of the inhabitants of this world were weak, unbelievably weak in fact that he had started to wonder how exactly they had become the dominant species on the planet. Most had power levels no greater then 5 while a few had power levels greater than 30 and even fewer still had anything past 100. They wouldn't even be a light warm-up should any one of them dare face him in battle. Luckily for them, none were nearby so he could train in relative peace for the time being.
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Days later Kakarot was making his way back home from a day of hunting and fishing in the nearby woods when he heard a most unusual sound off in the distance. At first, he dismissed it but when the sound hadn't gone away but grew even louder he activated his scouter. It didn't take him long to pinpoint a power level of three moving his way at speed. In seconds he was on his way to the unknown power reading. Dropping down onto the dirt path that was about a mile or so away from the ship he waited for whatever it was to make its way over to him. About a minute or so later the thing had stopped and out popped a girl with of all things blue hair with the name Bulma plastered on her shirt right over her breasts.
"What the hell is the matter with you kid! I nearly hit you with my car"! The girl said as her face turned red in anger. Kakarot was taken aback by this lifeforms audacity. She was less than a bug to him on his worst day and yet here she was talking to him like he was some lowly fourth-class. Kakarot wasn't about to take this disrespect any longer.
"How dare you"! Kakarot yelled out as he powered up to a power level of 100. The air and ground whipping around or shaking underfoot due to the rapid power increase.
"I'm Kakarot, son of Bardock and Gina, and younger brother to Raditz. I'm a third-class warrior from planet Vegeta and you will show me the proper respect". The still as of yet unknown lifeform only eyed him for all of a second before he was hit with the palm of her hand turning his head all of an inch. In seconds the car was nothing more than scrap metal due to a ki attack. The girl's eyes grew wide in fear as he slowly made his way over to her now terrified form. He was just about to remove this pitiful lifeform with a low powered ki attack when he eyed a set of balls covered with a set of orange-colored stars not far away that he had missed due to focusing primarily on the unknown life-form.
"What the hell is this"? Kakarot asked as he picked up one of the things turning it in his hand. It was a small thing really. It was about the same size as a Saiyan apple more or less but orange and not red and covered in a set of stars that seemed to be numbered. He wasn't sure how many would complete the set but he was fairly sure two wasn't going to make the set full so that meant more existed somewhere.
"Th...That's a Drag...Dragonball. The girl said fear still in her voice. I have two of seven. I use this to find them". The girl said before pulling out the dragon radar. At once Kakarot took it in hand and looked it over. It was a basic thing. It was round and about 12 inches in size with green-tinted glass. Kakarot found the thing to be a bit too basic for his liking and so tossed it without a care. The Dragonballs were likely nothing more than some game the people played. To what end he had no idea nor did he care to find out.
"What the hell is the matter with you! That thing cost me a ton of money to make you know!" The girl said her fear being replaced with rage. Kakarot, however, paid the girl no mind. Just as he was about to return to his home however the girl took hold of him and forcibly turned him around. Kakarot, in turn, took hold of her neck turning her face first blue than a dark purplish color.
"Don't try me, girl. I can very easily kill you. But seeing as I have you at my mercy what species are you? You're clearly not a Saiyan so what are you"? Kakarot said before dropping the girl upon the dirt path forcing Bulma to take in several long breaths of air before eyeing the boy before her. He was about half her size and appeared to be about the age of an 11 or 12-year-old. However, he was clearly able to do things that for all intents and purposes should've been impossible to do.
"I'm a human. My name is Bulma Briefs. I'm the daughter of the world-famous inventor of Capsule Corp, Alexander Briefs. Kakarot simply nodded his head in understanding before blasting away at high speed forcing Bulma to shield her face from the particles of dirt and bits of rock that were soon thrown into the air following his rapid departure.
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Bulma, not one for being dismissed so easily soon picked up what few things hadn't been destroyed by the boy's attack seconds before and made her way slowly down the dirt path now far slower than she had before. By the time she had made her way over to what she guessed was his home, Kakarot was busy gutting the fish and cooking it over the fire. The fish was easily over eight feet in size. Its head lay a few feet away from him. Its eyes forever seeing nothing but endless darkness. Bulma taken aback by the sight took a few seconds to yell out to the boy. Kakarot, in turn, turned to face her. The sound of the fish cooking filled the air for a few seconds before she once again found her voice.
"Where are your mom and dad"? She asked seeing nobody but him in the area.
"Dead more than likely". Kakarot replied before removing the fish and biting into it. This, in turn, made the girl step back in shock.
"Oh I'm...I'm sorry". She said now feeling bad for the boy's own misfortune. Kakarot, however, didn't seem to care as he kept eating the fish and moving others to be gutted and placed others upon the fire to cook.
"Can I...have one I didn't really plan on walking a mile or two today". Bulma asked the boy. Kakarot eyed her for a time before he tossed her a cooked fish to eat. Biting into it she found that it was great. A fact she didn't at all expect given it was cooked over an open fire and not one of her family's state-of-the-art stoves. Upon eating the fish she slowly made her way over to the boy. Once she had made her way over to him she outstretched her hand in greeting. Kakarot for his part eyed the appendage that was thrust his way questioningly. After eyeing the hand for a minute he slowly took hold and moved it up and down. Once that was done she removed it and asked him even more questions. By the time she was done the Sun had set long ago. The Moon and stars now ruled the now darkened sky.
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Kakarot was already halfway inside a nearby cave that he used to sleep in when Bulma yelled out and in seconds a domed house appeared in a cloud of blue-colored smoke. Inside the house were 16k flat-screen TVs, automatic sliding doors, and voice-activated appliances. Most of which was fairly new to the young Saiyan boy. Others, however, were less advanced forms of his homeworld's own technology. Of course, much of that was seen at a distance. His father may have been an elite but even so much of that cost a few week's pay and his father was never one for unnecessary luxuries seeing as it made one weak and unproductive. After a few more hours of watching something called: Reality Television: Kakarot slowly made his way inside one of the bedrooms and slept into the afternoon hours. He had promised he would protect her on her little adventure to collect the seven legendary dragon balls. After that, he would likely never see her again. A fact he didn't at all mind. At least for now.
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Meanwhile, King Cold's ship moved ever so slowly closer to the Saiyans homeworld. King Cold alongside his now only living son stood motionless as the red planet grew ever larger in the ship's view screen. He like his father eyed the planet before him with a look of utter disgust. The light hum of the ship, as well as the light tapping of keys being the only sound heard as the ship made its way closer to the red-colored planet that the Saiyan race called home.
"My son do try not to kill them all at once. I want them to know true pain...true fear". King Cold said to his oldest son. Cooler said nothing. He was far too busy planning on how best to kill the Saiyans to care about his idiot father's wishes.
"My lord we will enter orbit in less than 20 minutes, sir. A man with thinning white hair said with a deep bow.
"Fine..fine now be gone". King Cold ordered with a cold tone befitting his name.
"At once my lord". The man said before running more than walking out of the room.
"Father you should kill him. Why not have a female slave". Cooler asked. His father, in turn, turned to face his son.
"I have no more females slaves. The last one died a week ago...besides you know how I like seeing the fear as I...". King Cold stopped mid-sentence as Cooler departed from the room with the utmost haste.
"Oh to be so young and naive of the ways of the world. Mores the pity". King Cold said to himself as he waited to do what his youngest son failed to do so many years before.
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Bardock alongside the other Saiyans all eyed the round ship as it moved slowly closer to their world. Bardock feared only a few things but King Cold was one of them and so wasn't a person to take lightly. The whole Saiyan race had grown in the years that followed the fall of Frieza but even so, he doubted it would be enough to save them.
"Hold fast men...hold fast"! Bardock yelled to the vast army of Saiyans that now waited for the ship to enter orbit. They didn't have to wait long as the door opened and out walked both King Cold and Cooler.
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"Look, my son...look at how they dare oppose us". King Cold said as he slowly lifted off the ship already forming an attack. Cooler meanwhile shot forward. He may have had no love for his brother but even so, he was family and that meant he had to kill them. The Saiyans battled back but Cooler was faster and by far stronger than any of them could ever hope to be. King Cold meanwhile blasted a group of around 20 before he too entered the battle jumping into another group and killing them just as fast. Bardock even in his Super Saiyan form was just able to match King Cold's unbelievable power. He knew he was holding back and that fact was the worst feeling in the world. He was going to die of that he knew. His world was doomed. His race was doomed. He didn't even try to fight back as the powerful attack hit him sending him into the redish planet. The last words spoken into the vast unknown were but four words but to him, they were enough to convey his deepest emotions.
"I love you, son". Seconds later the planet along with the whole of the Saiyan race was no more. Now only rocks remained as proof that anything had once existed at all.
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Kakarot awoke with a start. Something had forced the boy awake and that something was none other than the human girl, Bulma.
"What the hell do you want"? Kakarot asked rubbing the last bits of sleep from his eyes.
"You said you would help me find the dragon balls". Bulma replied arms crossed over her breasts. Kakarot nodded his head. He did recall saying that and so with the sound of bones popping back into place Kakarot put on his scouter and walked out of the house. Bulma, of course, was the one to put the house away. He would need to ask how such a thing was possible but for now, he waited for her to be done. As soon as the house was put away Bulma pulled out yet another, clicked its top and in seconds a motorbike appeared. Taking his seat behind her the bike was soon flying up and down the nearby hills at great speed.
"Closest one is north-northwest by 120 miles". Kakarot reported making Bulma nod her head before speeding down the hillside. All the while yelling at the top of her lungs in utter joy. This was true freedom. No longer did she have to go to school. No longer did she have to do homework. Now she was free to see the world and of course get the hottest boyfriend possible. What she nor Kakarot knew was they were not the only ones seeking out the dragon balls.
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As both Bulma and Kakarot were making their way to the third dragon ball another group was also making their way to the very same dragon ball. The Red Ribbon Army. The Red Ribbon Army was a powerful PMC ( Private Military Company) that was slowly taking over from what was once a crowded space with PMC names such as Blu Suns, Edix, Avior, and of course the once-powerful Rion. Now however the RRA was the only name in town with a total force greater than 3/4 of the world. It was now only rivaled by the king's own army but even that was becoming less true day by day.
"How much longer untill we get to this thing". General Blue asked.
"Um, sir based on reports from the field we should be nearing the area in about 17 minutes, sir". A lowly grunt replied before returning to his task of cleaning out the filters on this damnable boat. The RRA was many things but looking after their many boats, tanks, planes, or really anything else was somewhere between not on the list or dead last on their list of things to do. As such fixing things was a never-ending job filled with the higher-ups yelling in your ear or piling even more work upon you. If he had known he would have just remained living in his village. At least he was cared about in his village. Here he was yet another faceless, nameless grunt that was only as useful as their skills allowed. It was in many ways a fate worse than hell.
"Is that thing fixed yet or not"! An officer yelled after five minutes had passed.
"No, sir we have no more air filters. The base didn't order a new shipment so all I can do is clean this one as best I can, sir". He said only to feel his head being shoved into the wall.
"No backtalk or else I'll throw you overboard"! The officer said before walking away. That was it the first chance he got he was out. This job may have paid well but everything else was sub-human at best. This was akin to slavery on the best of days and hell itself on the worst. Still, for now, he had a job to do so with a low grunt he returned to cleaning the air filter.
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Bulma had just parked the motorbike when Kakarot picked up power readings. They were small and weak but even so a hundred or more were slowly moving closer.
"Bulma we have company find this dragon ball thing fast". Kakarot said making the 16-year old girl jump in fear.
"C...can y...you deal ...with them"? Bulma asked fear clear in her voice.
"Yes, now go find the ball so we can go". Kakarot replied eyes fixed on the power readings. By his guess, he had maybe six or so minutes before they would land. He hoped Bulma would find the ball and they could depart before he had to wipe them off the face of the Earth. A fact she had soon fixed soon after him calling the planet he was now on E'arth for the 15th time. A fact he was surprised by. Why would his people call the planet E'arth if it was, in fact, called Earth? He didn't know and guessed it didn't much matter much anyway seeing as the planet of his birth was likely gone. Pulling himself back to the here and now he saw Bulma digging through a mess of plants. She was an odd one indeed. She was weak. Weaker than most signs of life on this backwater planet. Yet at the same time, she also gave off a sense of power that he couldn't help but be in awe at. However just as she had unearthed the orange-colored ball the Red Ribbon Army landed and aimed their rifles at them.
"Halt! Hand over the ball to us kids or else"! General Blue ordered. His blue eyes and six-pack abs made Bulma start to drool.
"Oh, your kind of hot do you want to go on a date with me"? Bulma asked before being kicked away by the man. Kakarot didn't know why but the sight of her upon the ground in pain made him blow up in a rage and in seconds all but General Blue and one man hiding remained alive. General Blue for his part backed away in fear. What the fuck had just happened. This kid had just killed nearly a hundred well-trained men in seconds. This kid was superhuman that was the only thing that made even the smallest bit of sense to him. Kakarot meanwhile slowly walked up fear nowhere in sight. General Blue for his part pulled out his handgun and fired. It did nothing but land harmlessly upon the soft earth. Again he fired and again nothing.
"Die worm". Kakarot yelled before a beam of redish light flew at the man before hitting him dead center.
"Grr". Was all General Blue could utter before darkness overtook him and he fell into the river before moving out of sight. The red-colored trail being the only clue something had happened. Minutes passed before Bulma awoke in his arms.
"What happened here"? She asked upon seeing the bodies.
"I killed them". Kakarot replied as if he was talking about the news. Bulma for her part only nodded her head before picking the ball up and placing it inside her bag. However just as the two were about to depart the man yelled out.
"Wait, please let me come with you. I was going to leave them anyway". The man said removing the mask and everything else revealing the face of a young man of about 16 years of age.
"What's your name"? Kakarot asked reading his power level. It was a nice 38. Far higher than most on the planet but still unbelievably weak to him.
"The name is, Yamcha Wolf. I'm from the Wolf clan but I'm all that's left. I only joined them for a better life but now I think I should've just made the best of what I had". Yamcha answered rubbing the back of his head. Bulma was unsure. He was after all a member of the Red Ribbon Army. Who not even ten minutes before had them both at gunpoint.
"He can come but should you try anything". Kakarot left that open-ended but it seemed he understood.
"Oh if I may can we pick up my cat"? Yamcha asked making both fall flat on their faces.
"Sure how far away is it"? Bulma asked.
"Oh, she is about 1200 miles west". Yamcha answered making her eyes grew wide.
"That's like a three-day trip we can't lose a week for a cat". Bulma yelled making the man take a step or two back.
"Do you have any cat hairs"? Kakarot asked.
"Um, yes why"? Yamcha asked handing him a black cat hair.
"Just a second". Kakarot said before it pinpointed a cave about 1190 miles due west.
"Make camp I'll be back later tonight". Kakarot said before blasting off.
"He can fly"! Yamcha said eyes wide as he watched as he blasted into the sky.
"He can fly". Bulma said calmly before clicking the top of a capsule and entering the house. Yamcha wasn't far behind.
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In the days that followed Bulma, Kakarot, and their newest additions to the team Yamcha and his shapeshifting cat, Puar traveled south to the Misty Forest. A forest filled with all sorts of dangerous creatures. However, Kakarot wasn't at all worried as he was a Saiyan and nothing on this backwater planet could realistically pose any substantial risk to himself. But the others were a whole other matter altogether. Meanwhile, Bulma had finally explained to him the basic mechanics of the capsules. He understood the basic gist but his father was the true genius in the family. Now here they stood at the very edge of the Misty Forest. Kakarot took a few cautionary steps forward but when nothing seemed to happen the others slowly started to enter themselves. Kakarot led the way followed by Bulma then Yamcha and lastly his cat, Puar. The only sounds being the many small twigs underfoot or the tree branches waving in the light wind of the day. An hour into the massive forest the group saw a family of deer enjoying a nice cool drink of water but alas still no dragon ball.
"Bulma you said a dragon ball was in this forest". Kakarot said noticeably annoyed. His brown tail moving side-to-side in an obvious agitated manner. A fact that took some time to be fully accepted by both Yamcha and his cat, Puar. Bulma having since gotten used to such an appendage after being on the road for a few days with the alien boy.
"There is one here but it seems to be moving. The dragon radar is having a hard time pinning it down". Bulma replied as she eyed the thing moving up then down then left then up in no clear pattern of movement. It was almost like it was on...an animal. But if that were true it had to be on a bird and the only birds native to the forest were the extremely territorial and highly dangerous yellow-tail poppy. A bird with a wingspan easily over 12 feet from wingtip to wingtip. Handing Kakarot the dragon radar he was off. It wasn't long before he located the elusive yellow-tailed poppy and fired a very weak ki attack. The bird soon turned and made a beeline at him at great speed. Kakarot not at all expecting such speed by the bird was soon struck hard on his chest. If he was a human that would have likely killed him then and there. However, he was a Saiyan and Saiyans were alot more durable than most other races. Picking himself from the ground and spitting out a mouthful of blood he shot back into the sky and renewed his hunt.
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Meanwhile, Bulma, Yamcha, and Puar stood around doing nothing.
"So...um I have been meaning to ask are you Bulma Brief's daughter of Alexander Briefs and next in line to take over Capsule Corporation"? Yamcha asked upon seeing her t-shirt.
"Yeah that's me...why"? Bulma asked turning to face the 16-year old.
"So you're like rich...like super-duper rich. How much money does your family have"? Yamcha asked now with even greater interest.
"Oh, I don't know $300 billion on a bad day. Father said it was once as high as $578 billion but that was before he met mom". Bulma answered not at all liking the way he was now eyeing her. Like he just won big at the slots and his life had suddenly improved immensely. She didn't at all like the way he seemed to be eyeing her now that he knew who she was.
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Meanwhile, Kakarot had finally caught up with the elusive bird. This time he aimed for its wing and fired. The bird soon fell crashing into the trees below and disappearing underneath the canopy. Upon landing next to the now dead bird Kakarot noticed the dragon ball seemed to not be on the bird as he had first guessed but instead inside it.
"Oh fuck me this day sucks". Kakarot said before cutting into the underbelly. The sights and sounds were better left to one's imagination but needless to say, it smelled to high heaven.
"What the hell...is that a leg bone"? Kakarot said upon pulling out a human leg bone. A fully grown adult leg bone. Tossing the bone aside he continued digging into the carcass. His hand now stinking of dead bird carcass Kakarot made his way back to Bulma and the others. Upon landing at what was their campsite Kakarot noticed that Bulma and the others were gone.
"What the hell"? Kakarot said to himself before turning on his scouter. It didn't take him long to realize what had happened. Yamcha had taken Bulma and by the deep grooves in the soft earth, she had been dragged some distance away. Seconds later the forest was flattened. The sound being so loud that it was heard as far as ten miles away.
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Meanwhile, Yamcha dropped Bulma upon the cold floor of a cave. Bulma all the while giving him a look that promised immense pain. If she could she was more than willing to rip his throat open with her teeth. However, he had gagged her so that wasn't at all possible.
"Stop fighting if you behave yourself the worst thing that will happen is that you'll be sold into sexual slavery. You're a fairly pretty girl so you should do fine". Yamcha said as he pulled out a phone. However just as he was about to make the call Kakarot pinned him to the cave wall.
"Explain yourself now, Human"! Kakarot ordered. His voice was cold and demanding. Bulma couldn't help but feel excited at the sound of his voice. It was powerful and yet at the same time held a sense of softness or maybe that was her mind playing tricks on her. At any rate, she was safe. Yamcha for his part could only laugh.
"The fucks funny, human"? Kakarot demanded.
"Do you really think you can beat me? You're just a snot-nosed kid while I was trained by the Red Ribbon Army". Yamcha said before Kakarot's fist made contact with his nose.
"Foolish human I killed nearly a hundred of them you're nothing to me. A mere bug under my boot. I could kill you in a second if I so wished". Kakarot said as he easily tossed the boy to the cold ground of the cave.
"Grr...man you broke my fucking nose". Yamcha said holding onto his now bloody nose.
"Be grateful that's all I broke...now untie her or else I'll break more than just your nose"! Kakarot ordered. A minute later Bulma was free and as if his day didn't already suck her foot landed hard on his balls. The sound of a body hitting the cave floor echoed throughout the space. Bulma and Kakarot, however, left the idiot behind. If he ended up dead they didn't much care. They had the dragon ball and that's what mattered in the end.
"So where is the next one"? Bulma asked rubbing her hands. The red marks proof she had tried to free herself. A fact that wasn't missed by the Saiyan boy.
"Hmm let's see oh, looks like we head due west. It's on some small island out to sea". Kakarot answered before the pair were off. The sun at their backs all the while.
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Post by SpaceOrbisHistory on Aug 10, 2021 23:29:37 GMT
Chapter 4: Kakarot Meets Master Roshi.
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It didn't take the two dragon ball hunters long to reach the ocean. The cool wind blew across the surface of the water as the sea lapped softly against the shoreline of the remote beach. Kakarot eyed the beach for any signs of life but aside from a few birds picking at a dead crab he had little luck in that endeavor.
"The dragon radar says it should be here all we have to do is find it". Bulma said as she walked down the long sandy beach her cerulean eyes never once leaving the green-tinted glass of the dragon radar. But she too had no luck in finding the dragon ball nor any signs of life. That is of course until she heard the faint sounds of distress a dozen or so yards away from her. Rushing over to the sound she soon realized the cries of help were coming from a massive turtle. A massive and clearly talkative turtle. Kakarot got a power reading but it was so small as to be on the very edge of his scouter's ability to detect. A lowly .001. He had seen bugs with higher power levels on this backwater planet. But he had a feeling that this pitiful lifeform would be able to help them find the elusive dragon ball. So lifting the rock and tossing it out to sea with a splash he freed the turtle.
"I think you very much for your help". The turtle said with obvious appreciation. Kakarot simply acknowledged it and made to continue looking for the dragon ball. A task he was stopped when the oversized turtle moved into his path.
Oh, if you wouldn't mind I would very much like you to meet my master". The turtle said before moving slowly out to sea and disappearing under the waves. Bulma for her part looked annoyed at having to wait. A fact he couldn't help but enjoy. She always had the cutest face when she was upset. Her eyes would gain this sharpness that he had only ever seen in his mother. She was weak but even so she still held power unlike any he had ever seen in his life. Hours passed in this way and still, they waited. It was only when the sixth hour had passed that the dragon radar began to beep. Upon picking the dragon radar up she noticed it was moving.
"The dragon ball it's...it's moving. Slowly but it's moving our way". Bulma said as she jumped up to her feet and ran to the sandy beach looking for the turtle and its master. But with the sun still being about an hour away it was next to impossible to see much of anything. That was until Kakarot illuminated the area with a small bluish white ball of light and warmth.
"How did you"? She asked as she looked at the small ball of energy with great curiosity. Her mind already hard at work trying to work out how he was doing this.
"Father showed me. I use it mostly for hunting". Kakarot answered before pointing at something in the distance. It was the form of a man riding atop the turtle. Stepping onto the beach he eyed the pair. His sunglasses being entirely unnecessary for the time being.
"Hello, my names Roshi. I have been told you helped free him from a rock...is this true"? Roshi asked. Kakarot, in turn, nodded his head in the universal sign of yes. Roshi simply nodded his own head and yelled out and soon a small yellow-colored cloud floated down before stopping about four feet from the two dragon ball hunters.
"This here is the flying nimbus. The fastest way to travel the world aside from teleportation". Roshi joked before signaling him to try his luck. Kakarot carefully placed one foot upon the little cloud than the other until he fell flat on his ass.
"Oh, did I forget to tell you that you must be pure of heart to ride the Nimbus". Roshi added almost as an afterthought as he attempted to hold in his laughter. He failed in spectacular fashion.
"Well, at any rate, I think you for saving my dear old friend turtle. I was worried he got himself caught by some poachers. We have started having a fair bit of trouble with poachers as of late. So I try not to send him off our island". Roshi said before pointing at a small dot right on the horizon.
"That right there is my home island. You both may rest in my guestroom as I'm sure the both of you would love to enjoy some sleep". Roshi said before he turned and stepped atop his turtle and was off. Kakarot, in turn, picked up Bulma who turned red in the face and was off. They would ask for the dragon ball as soon as they had rested.
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Meanwhile, in a far off land, a small monk was making his way over to the very same island. He planned on being trained by the one and only master Roshi. His name, of course, was Krillin.
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The sun was just starting to lower in the sky as the two dragon ball hunters awoke from their nap. Rubbing the last bits of sleep from their eyes they could hear the sounds of birds singing happily outside the window as well as the faint sound of a tv downstairs that told them that Roshi was also up. Making their way downstairs to the living room they could see the man with a glass of orange juice and a salad watching of all things a yoga workout program. If the older man noticed the two of them enter the room he made no move to indicate it.
"You're very strong I can tell. Who trained you"? Roshi asked as he pushed his sunglasses up his long nose as he turned to face the pair. The chair creaking under the motion forcing the two to hold their ears.
"My father trained me". Kakarot answered after the pain had subsided a bit. Enough to allow him to not have a constant ringing in his ears before he took the seat opposite his own eyeing the man intensely. Bulma for her part remained standing. She could tell right away it was going to get tense real fast.
"Hmm, I see...and that odd device on your head"? Roshi asked pointing to the device on his face as well as trying to get a closer look at it.
"It's my scouter. All Saiyans have them. It allows us to detect power levels". Kakarot answered simply. Roshi meanwhile processed this new information. He had of course heard many odd stories over the years but this was on a whole other level altogether. This boy was claiming to be an alien from some race called Saiyans. Was this kid simple or was this just an act. A joke to break the ice so to speak. But when he saw the boy raise his eyebrow he knew right away that this was meant to be taken as fact. Roshi for a time was unsure on how to take that.
"Um...right ok if you don't mind me asking why were you on that beach? Nobody comes this far out unless you wish to be trained by me...is that why you're so far past civilization"? Roshi asked. He was quite eager for a new student to take under his wing seeing as his last, a mountain of a man called the Ox-King by his people near Fire Mountain had long since moved on to bigger and better things and the one before him had passed some weeks before. He could still feel sadness upon the thought he would never see Gohan's happy face again.
"No, we just want your dragon ball". Kakarot answered simply.
"My dragon what? Oh, you mean this old thing...don't you". Roshi said before he pulled out a small orange-colored ball. At once Kakarot made to take the ball but was stopped by his cane.
"Not so fast, boy. You want this dragon ball thing so bad you're going to fight me for the right to have it". Roshi said before the two walked outside. Clicking his scouter he soon picked up a power level of 112. It was impressive for a race that could barely get past a power level of five but still only around a tenth of his power level. This was less a fight. This was in fact downright murder. But he had a dragon ball and so he was going to get it. One way or another. One less foolish old man in the world was nothing to worry about. He was doing this pitiful backwater planet a massive favor by killing this man. Satisfied with his conclusion he deactivated his scouter and got into a fighting stance.
"Ready my boy"? Roshi asked awaiting his reply.
"Yes, old man I'm ready". Kakarot replied before the man seemed to disappear from view before a hard kick sent the boy flying into the sea. Righted himself he powered up but just as he fired so to did the old man. The two beams of light clashing together in a blinding display of light and raw power. But in the end, Roshi's attacked failed to hold back the intense power behind Kakarots attack and he was soon sent flying into the side of his house. Clicking his scouter again he could tell he was still alive but only just. Had he had his scouter active at the time he would have seen his power level hit 1700 just before the attack landed. That alone saved his life but only just. Picking up the small ball he and Bulma were about to depart when the sound of a motorboat filled the afternoon air. Turning to face this newcomer they soon came face-to-face with a small child with six small dots on his forehead and a cocky looking smile. Stepping onto the sandy beach he proudly proclaimed.
"Hello, names Krillin and I have traveled the whole world just to be trained by the one and only, Master Roshi". The small boy said. Kakarot and Bulma could only eye this oddball with looks of utter bewilderment.
"That's great. We, however, will be going now". Kakarot said before he attempted to sidestep the boy. It was only then did Krillin see Roshi embedded in the side of his house with his legs sticking out. So focused on freeing the man was he that he failed to notice the two leave the island. It was there that Krillin swore to beat Kakarot. A decision that would forever shape the rest of his young life.
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