Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ A Soldier And A Woman ❯ Creation ( Chapter 1 )
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By: Majin_Broly 
Project GOKU begins
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Horror / Action | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 12.30.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 3.0K | Visits: 200 | Status: Completed
Project GOKU begins
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Horror / Action | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 12.30.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 3.0K | Visits: 200 | Status: Completed
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A Soldier and A Woman
Chapter 1: Creation
To start this off Goku looks as normal but has the type of personality close to that of Solid Snake from MGS. But that's just for some parts when he does his purpose.
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The ultimate genetic weapon. A weapon so powerful its creation is a secret save from those who know of the project and the top heads pulling the strings behind it. A driven maniac killing machine with one single goal. Complete his objectives and eliminate all resistance that stands in his way
G:enetically
O:ptimized
K:illing
U:nit
A single unit hand created from a top female solider egg and top soldier male sperm created this child. Once born was enhanced with further gene therapy which was a way to isolate and place in known soldier genes to further enhance his potential on any battlefield, any condition, and by any means.
Yes.... that's how he was born a man made freak of science, he had no true mother or father. They were both just randomly drawn samples and he? He can't help but laugh, his head shakes from side to side as the alarm rings in his ears. Yes they know.... He make it no secret to hide himself from their eyes and security monitors that focus on him with constant glare. The red glowing on lights as he watched armed men run out thinking as if there is an all out invasion on their hands.
He pulled out from his back a TX-V3 Rail gun, He watch the tip extend flowing with electricity as the magnets begin charge. The particle ion transfer rate is so powerful that it can put a sheet of metal through several feet of solid concrete. He watched the fools charge him having no idea just kind of state of the art weapons he was wielding. He looked through the scope, the electricity sparking dangerously around him but he doesn't pay it any mind. He has used this weapon many times and it has yet to malfunction, the risk is always there but he cant stop himself from seeing the pain on his enemy's eyes.
Streaks of bullets glare off from him as he aims, they fire with pine point accuracy but they don't know that its all in vein to use bullets against him. He see the streaks as the metal tips wiz around him. The sulfur from their bullets a wisp of white as they bend and curve away. He lowers himself to a knee as He needed more balance to fire, he waits as the blood rushes to his head. his fingers tightening. his body cramping together as he feels his finger grasp the trigger, Adios! He think's as a bright flash explodes from the barrel of the rail gun. Like a bolt of blue lighting it screams outwards, lines of the metal as it separates are trailed by a flare of blue as his dark black eyes watch with excitement as he see's the ground explode from the force of his weapon. Bodies explode high into the air as screams and cries of those who weren't graced to die quickly by the blast last screaming. Blood pooling around their bodies but as Goku see's the barrel of his rail gun steaming he snorts. He unknowingly fired it six times before he even realized it, he had came back from his rush of death thinking he only fired it once. Then barrel overheated too quickly so its useless.....
He lets it fall to the ground before pulling out from its holster another weapon one Goku enjoys, His finely made Desert Eagle..... One of the greatest handguns ever made. He chuckled to himself as he had nine bullets: More then enough to kill anything that moves. He raises it from his hand at those who are firing at me fruitlessly. Fools! Do they not see that they cannot hurt me!? Can they not yet understand that I am here to kill them regardless of what they try....
He drops into a spray of fire capping off six rounds in less then 5 seconds. The gas operated handgun or better known as a heavy cannon with enough recoil to break a man's wrist. But Goku only needed one hand to fire this weapon despite the recoil. With each blast before they even realize that six of their comrades are dead. Blood pools on the floor as Goku snorts flipping the gun in his hand and catching it with the other. Spinning around his finger until he slams it back in the holster, a grin on his face as he sees them beginning to understand just how trained he is. He see a Sturmgewehr-44 laying on the ground by his foot and he raises a brow, the grin spreading over his face again. Then a flash he kicks it up into his hands and Spinning as he pulls back the hammer and moving into the crossfire of them. He pulls the trigger dropping his head as metal hot shells poor from the end of the barrel. Both sides killing each other as they fire at his movements not where he is. He drops the weapon and heads for the wall using their own crossfire between themselves as a simple way to kill them.
They don't care for each other as he kicks up the side of the wall his feet running along the sides as he uses the wall like the floor. His movements unhindered though he is running on the wall. He can feel the wall behind him becoming swiss cheese by gunfire. A leap behind a solid pillar and he stands solid letting them waste ammunition. The concrete chipping and exploding as they fire rounds. Looking down at his chest he grabs two grenades from his chest, plucking the pins in his mouth as he cooks them off. Waiting four seconds before throwing them out into the group of men who scatter like birds as the explosion rings out sending them flying into the air and into the wall. Heads slam against concrete, more twisted screams of those having hot shrapnel imbedded into their bodies.
Goku only taps his side with his desert eagle against his leg. Knowing his mission was too eliminate all resistance but with an optional objective. His colonel's words still fresh in his mind after he had dropped out of a troop transport and parachuted down to the ground alone. It was unsafe and highly dangerous but hell that's exactly what a battlefield is right?
He smirked as he could easily reload his pistol and deal with the remaining twenty but the thought of using that new untested drug plagues his mind. His abilities would enhance the users by some 400%, plus his nano machines were pumping adrenaline through his body as well as his body enhancement suit works well enough. His suit consisted of an inter union of nanomachines and artificial muscle tissue. Both working to match his movements as best they can if not improve them.
He shrugs his shoulders and pull out a long vial of almost glowing yellow fluid from the buckle around his waist. He opens up his injection system that pump through his blood veins. Slipping in the vial over it and secures it with a minor latch. Goku pushed down into his skin biting his lip as the blood drips from open wound. The glowing yellow fluid pumps into his veins, he can watch it course through his blood veins filling his heart. It isn't until he feels it reach the back of his brain. It feel's like a wave of energy hit me, like pure electricity!
He felt his spiky hair raise into the air, sharpening off into long spikes. his suit begins to explode with feeling his muscles bulging outwards from their confines stretching the material to its limits. He grits his teeth as his eyes go blurry for a moment and then everything snaps. He screams as the drug kicks into full effect, he could see the world.... differently. As if time itself had slowed, his body moves quickly. Far faster then Goku imagined as he can see the bullets heading towards him
The wisps are nothing as his hand grasps a spec Ops weapon. The simplest but deadliest of all a Raider Bowie Knife. The simple but sharp, thick steel his weapon. As like a blinding rush he moves. His first unfortunate victim is met with a devastating slice upwards from between his legs to his ribcage. Blood just like a river as it gushes out over his arm and to the ground as the man's screams are silenced. Ripping the knife out he moves to the second. He spins in a circle as the man screams in terror. But can do nothing as Goku is now next to him. Then with a violent jab plunges the knife into his neck, blood comes out like a fountain as Goku kicks the body to the ground. The knife held by his face as he lets the crimson liquid drip from the edge down to the ground. Looking to the next he fires the knife into his skull, right between the eyes. A deep breath escaping Goku's lungs as he had used only a single breath to do all of that and more.
Lowering his hand he realizes that those who were once shooting at him are now fleeing. Running up the hill like frightened chickens but its not his thing to chase down cowards. Besides... he smiled and looked away as several claymore mines exploded. The hill becoming another site of death and painful screams. He already set up mines.... It didn't matter as he reached the third man ripped it from his skull then dropped the knife back into its sheath. " Time to kick back my friend...." He thought as if it were nothing to ignore all of the death and destruction he had just caused to the lives of man. He pulled out a cigarette from his front pocket of his suit. Sitting down on one of the crates piled around. " These simple terrorists have no idea what they have unleashed." He said as he bit on the edge of the cigarette as well as kicking open one crate spying the huge quantities of weapons and drugs.
He put the cigarette to his lips and then taking his desert eagle out he put it to the bud of his cigarette. With a blast the cigarette was lit. He pulled in the smoke and expelled it. " Ahhhh...." He said as he relaxed. But a ringing in his ear reminded him of his day job. Pressing the underside of his ear he let his communication system function. " Goku... Respond...."
" Roger colonel... Mission status is complete. All elements of terrorism have been eliminated. All of the cargo is here as projected and halted....... Wait....." Goku said smirking he watched a full convoy heading towards him. " Belay what I just said... they brought friends."
" Goku! Your mission is complete the fighters will be coming soon to deal with them. I order you to pull back now, the recovery team will be arriving in 5 minutes and I expect you to be on-" Goku cut him off as he stood up. Breaking open the crate he was sitting on he found a very beautiful site indeed. A few M79-40mm grenade launchers. Popping open the old classics open he grabbed a full strap of grenades. Then back to the first one he opened another classic. The BAR ( Brownie Automatic Rifle) One in each hand he smiled, ignoring the ringing in his ear as he grabbed 5 clips of ammo and strapped them over his shoulder.
" Its time to die!" Goku laughed as he charged forwards. His weapons heavy to the normal man but feathers to him as the convoy hit its brakes seeing the man sprinting full speed from the small compound that was in smoke. They thought it one of there own but as he neared they saw the speed he was moving.... he wasn't a friendly. " The front truck driver pulled a berretta and fired. Empting his clip quickly and changing for a second. Until a pop came from in front.
It whistled and then hit turning the truck into a giant fireball as it exploded. " What in the hell!?" A few men screamed seeing the explosion and being confused they remained in the truck..... Bad move. Goku leapt over the truck landing on the hood of a second he gave no chance as his BAR fired. The heavy machine gun emptying its twenty round clip through the windshield and leaving the two in the cab dead. Leaping up he saw a bunch of men trying to exit the truck. With a pop of his grenade launcher he slipped in a second grenade and aiming as he fell fired it straight into the back of the truck.
Flaming bodies and screams followed as those still alive screamed in agony. The smile on Goku's face was one of pure delight, after all this was what he was created for. He dropped open the spent clip for the BAR and then just as it hit the hood of the truck he had slipped in a second. He cocked it back as he took a position on the top of the third truck. Those in the last two trucks were in a full fledged panic as the driver and some thirteen men piled out completely uncoordinated. He let his grenade launcher fall to the roof as he aimed his machine gun down upon the men. Like lambs lead to the slaughter..... He licked his lips and pulled the trigger.......
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A fast moving Humvee, a solid black coloring as this was a special version. Six wheels, dark tinted windows and duel mounted 50 caliber brownie machine guns on top. A single man dressed in all black with a blue streak like lighting across his helmet manned the mounted machine guns. But the driver sped over the hill and hit the ground still going full boar as the line of burning trucks was in the drivers sight as he hit the ground.. He swerved off to the side and hit the brakes and fully stopping a few feet from the side. A sound not made as their mission came to them.
Their mission coming to them as Goku jumped over from the other side of the truck and piled into the humvee quickly. His Rail Gun in tow as he couldn't leave a weapon that should never exist around for the public. The driver not saying a word as he hit the accelerator and sped off quickly. No one saying anything as the whistles above were heard, Goku didn't even need to turn around as the compound and weapons were obliterated by fighter jets. After all this was never to exist, the operation nothing, he was not supposed to be alive. And the organization that spawned him knew nothing.
Goku only reclined in the seat enjoying the peace and speed of the ride as the driver hit over the hills and sped off through the forest. Coming to a clearing where another black vehicle was waiting. A fully manned and all black Chinook helicopter. The humvee only drove up that tail and into the helicopter as the men outside got back on. The ramp raising upwards and closing, the humvee being strapped down tight as the helicopter took off from the forest clearing and into the air. Two more apache helicopters joining the Chinook as escorts back to their base.
Goku opened the door to the humvee and stepped out. Instantly everyone moved to the side, they let Goku pass. They all knew what he was, and no one was daring enough to piss of him. He was given full clearance to kill who he wished should his anger be pushed. He only glared at everyone who looked away. " Do not bother me or you'll meet the barrel of my gun." He growled taking the rail gun and dumping it into some soldiers hands snickering as he fell over unable to hardly hold the thing -that he used one arm to carry- up. There was a room for him built into the transportation that was for him only, taking his time he stepped inside and let out a breath.
He reached up to the sides of the suit on his body he pressed at the small micro computer and let it hiss as the suit unpressurized and came off at a heap by his feet. " Damm it feels good to be out of that thing!" He said as he stretched his tense shoulder. He looked in the mirror as the serial number tattooed on his chest was shown. PR-0027. Then on his left shoulder the word. G.O.K.U as a reminder of to what he was. The number on his chest he knew.....
He took a seat on the small cot his body slightly exhausted as his nano machines were now being ordered to restore him to a passive state. " Its so simple with technology. I am just a simple puppet to those who made me." He sighed falling back on the cot as he looked up at the metal ceiling. The vibration's of the plane nothing to stop him from sleeping as he closed his eyes.
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Well Enjoy my story? Don't worry Goku might change once Chi-Chi gets her hands on him but even that will be up for debate.
A Soldier and A Woman
Chapter 1: Creation
To start this off Goku looks as normal but has the type of personality close to that of Solid Snake from MGS. But that's just for some parts when he does his purpose.
***************
The ultimate genetic weapon. A weapon so powerful its creation is a secret save from those who know of the project and the top heads pulling the strings behind it. A driven maniac killing machine with one single goal. Complete his objectives and eliminate all resistance that stands in his way
G:enetically
O:ptimized
K:illing
U:nit
A single unit hand created from a top female solider egg and top soldier male sperm created this child. Once born was enhanced with further gene therapy which was a way to isolate and place in known soldier genes to further enhance his potential on any battlefield, any condition, and by any means.
Yes.... that's how he was born a man made freak of science, he had no true mother or father. They were both just randomly drawn samples and he? He can't help but laugh, his head shakes from side to side as the alarm rings in his ears. Yes they know.... He make it no secret to hide himself from their eyes and security monitors that focus on him with constant glare. The red glowing on lights as he watched armed men run out thinking as if there is an all out invasion on their hands.
He pulled out from his back a TX-V3 Rail gun, He watch the tip extend flowing with electricity as the magnets begin charge. The particle ion transfer rate is so powerful that it can put a sheet of metal through several feet of solid concrete. He watched the fools charge him having no idea just kind of state of the art weapons he was wielding. He looked through the scope, the electricity sparking dangerously around him but he doesn't pay it any mind. He has used this weapon many times and it has yet to malfunction, the risk is always there but he cant stop himself from seeing the pain on his enemy's eyes.
Streaks of bullets glare off from him as he aims, they fire with pine point accuracy but they don't know that its all in vein to use bullets against him. He see the streaks as the metal tips wiz around him. The sulfur from their bullets a wisp of white as they bend and curve away. He lowers himself to a knee as He needed more balance to fire, he waits as the blood rushes to his head. his fingers tightening. his body cramping together as he feels his finger grasp the trigger, Adios! He think's as a bright flash explodes from the barrel of the rail gun. Like a bolt of blue lighting it screams outwards, lines of the metal as it separates are trailed by a flare of blue as his dark black eyes watch with excitement as he see's the ground explode from the force of his weapon. Bodies explode high into the air as screams and cries of those who weren't graced to die quickly by the blast last screaming. Blood pooling around their bodies but as Goku see's the barrel of his rail gun steaming he snorts. He unknowingly fired it six times before he even realized it, he had came back from his rush of death thinking he only fired it once. Then barrel overheated too quickly so its useless.....
He lets it fall to the ground before pulling out from its holster another weapon one Goku enjoys, His finely made Desert Eagle..... One of the greatest handguns ever made. He chuckled to himself as he had nine bullets: More then enough to kill anything that moves. He raises it from his hand at those who are firing at me fruitlessly. Fools! Do they not see that they cannot hurt me!? Can they not yet understand that I am here to kill them regardless of what they try....
He drops into a spray of fire capping off six rounds in less then 5 seconds. The gas operated handgun or better known as a heavy cannon with enough recoil to break a man's wrist. But Goku only needed one hand to fire this weapon despite the recoil. With each blast before they even realize that six of their comrades are dead. Blood pools on the floor as Goku snorts flipping the gun in his hand and catching it with the other. Spinning around his finger until he slams it back in the holster, a grin on his face as he sees them beginning to understand just how trained he is. He see a Sturmgewehr-44 laying on the ground by his foot and he raises a brow, the grin spreading over his face again. Then a flash he kicks it up into his hands and Spinning as he pulls back the hammer and moving into the crossfire of them. He pulls the trigger dropping his head as metal hot shells poor from the end of the barrel. Both sides killing each other as they fire at his movements not where he is. He drops the weapon and heads for the wall using their own crossfire between themselves as a simple way to kill them.
They don't care for each other as he kicks up the side of the wall his feet running along the sides as he uses the wall like the floor. His movements unhindered though he is running on the wall. He can feel the wall behind him becoming swiss cheese by gunfire. A leap behind a solid pillar and he stands solid letting them waste ammunition. The concrete chipping and exploding as they fire rounds. Looking down at his chest he grabs two grenades from his chest, plucking the pins in his mouth as he cooks them off. Waiting four seconds before throwing them out into the group of men who scatter like birds as the explosion rings out sending them flying into the air and into the wall. Heads slam against concrete, more twisted screams of those having hot shrapnel imbedded into their bodies.
Goku only taps his side with his desert eagle against his leg. Knowing his mission was too eliminate all resistance but with an optional objective. His colonel's words still fresh in his mind after he had dropped out of a troop transport and parachuted down to the ground alone. It was unsafe and highly dangerous but hell that's exactly what a battlefield is right?
He smirked as he could easily reload his pistol and deal with the remaining twenty but the thought of using that new untested drug plagues his mind. His abilities would enhance the users by some 400%, plus his nano machines were pumping adrenaline through his body as well as his body enhancement suit works well enough. His suit consisted of an inter union of nanomachines and artificial muscle tissue. Both working to match his movements as best they can if not improve them.
He shrugs his shoulders and pull out a long vial of almost glowing yellow fluid from the buckle around his waist. He opens up his injection system that pump through his blood veins. Slipping in the vial over it and secures it with a minor latch. Goku pushed down into his skin biting his lip as the blood drips from open wound. The glowing yellow fluid pumps into his veins, he can watch it course through his blood veins filling his heart. It isn't until he feels it reach the back of his brain. It feel's like a wave of energy hit me, like pure electricity!
He felt his spiky hair raise into the air, sharpening off into long spikes. his suit begins to explode with feeling his muscles bulging outwards from their confines stretching the material to its limits. He grits his teeth as his eyes go blurry for a moment and then everything snaps. He screams as the drug kicks into full effect, he could see the world.... differently. As if time itself had slowed, his body moves quickly. Far faster then Goku imagined as he can see the bullets heading towards him
The wisps are nothing as his hand grasps a spec Ops weapon. The simplest but deadliest of all a Raider Bowie Knife. The simple but sharp, thick steel his weapon. As like a blinding rush he moves. His first unfortunate victim is met with a devastating slice upwards from between his legs to his ribcage. Blood just like a river as it gushes out over his arm and to the ground as the man's screams are silenced. Ripping the knife out he moves to the second. He spins in a circle as the man screams in terror. But can do nothing as Goku is now next to him. Then with a violent jab plunges the knife into his neck, blood comes out like a fountain as Goku kicks the body to the ground. The knife held by his face as he lets the crimson liquid drip from the edge down to the ground. Looking to the next he fires the knife into his skull, right between the eyes. A deep breath escaping Goku's lungs as he had used only a single breath to do all of that and more.
Lowering his hand he realizes that those who were once shooting at him are now fleeing. Running up the hill like frightened chickens but its not his thing to chase down cowards. Besides... he smiled and looked away as several claymore mines exploded. The hill becoming another site of death and painful screams. He already set up mines.... It didn't matter as he reached the third man ripped it from his skull then dropped the knife back into its sheath. " Time to kick back my friend...." He thought as if it were nothing to ignore all of the death and destruction he had just caused to the lives of man. He pulled out a cigarette from his front pocket of his suit. Sitting down on one of the crates piled around. " These simple terrorists have no idea what they have unleashed." He said as he bit on the edge of the cigarette as well as kicking open one crate spying the huge quantities of weapons and drugs.
He put the cigarette to his lips and then taking his desert eagle out he put it to the bud of his cigarette. With a blast the cigarette was lit. He pulled in the smoke and expelled it. " Ahhhh...." He said as he relaxed. But a ringing in his ear reminded him of his day job. Pressing the underside of his ear he let his communication system function. " Goku... Respond...."
" Roger colonel... Mission status is complete. All elements of terrorism have been eliminated. All of the cargo is here as projected and halted....... Wait....." Goku said smirking he watched a full convoy heading towards him. " Belay what I just said... they brought friends."
" Goku! Your mission is complete the fighters will be coming soon to deal with them. I order you to pull back now, the recovery team will be arriving in 5 minutes and I expect you to be on-" Goku cut him off as he stood up. Breaking open the crate he was sitting on he found a very beautiful site indeed. A few M79-40mm grenade launchers. Popping open the old classics open he grabbed a full strap of grenades. Then back to the first one he opened another classic. The BAR ( Brownie Automatic Rifle) One in each hand he smiled, ignoring the ringing in his ear as he grabbed 5 clips of ammo and strapped them over his shoulder.
" Its time to die!" Goku laughed as he charged forwards. His weapons heavy to the normal man but feathers to him as the convoy hit its brakes seeing the man sprinting full speed from the small compound that was in smoke. They thought it one of there own but as he neared they saw the speed he was moving.... he wasn't a friendly. " The front truck driver pulled a berretta and fired. Empting his clip quickly and changing for a second. Until a pop came from in front.
It whistled and then hit turning the truck into a giant fireball as it exploded. " What in the hell!?" A few men screamed seeing the explosion and being confused they remained in the truck..... Bad move. Goku leapt over the truck landing on the hood of a second he gave no chance as his BAR fired. The heavy machine gun emptying its twenty round clip through the windshield and leaving the two in the cab dead. Leaping up he saw a bunch of men trying to exit the truck. With a pop of his grenade launcher he slipped in a second grenade and aiming as he fell fired it straight into the back of the truck.
Flaming bodies and screams followed as those still alive screamed in agony. The smile on Goku's face was one of pure delight, after all this was what he was created for. He dropped open the spent clip for the BAR and then just as it hit the hood of the truck he had slipped in a second. He cocked it back as he took a position on the top of the third truck. Those in the last two trucks were in a full fledged panic as the driver and some thirteen men piled out completely uncoordinated. He let his grenade launcher fall to the roof as he aimed his machine gun down upon the men. Like lambs lead to the slaughter..... He licked his lips and pulled the trigger.......
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A fast moving Humvee, a solid black coloring as this was a special version. Six wheels, dark tinted windows and duel mounted 50 caliber brownie machine guns on top. A single man dressed in all black with a blue streak like lighting across his helmet manned the mounted machine guns. But the driver sped over the hill and hit the ground still going full boar as the line of burning trucks was in the drivers sight as he hit the ground.. He swerved off to the side and hit the brakes and fully stopping a few feet from the side. A sound not made as their mission came to them.
Their mission coming to them as Goku jumped over from the other side of the truck and piled into the humvee quickly. His Rail Gun in tow as he couldn't leave a weapon that should never exist around for the public. The driver not saying a word as he hit the accelerator and sped off quickly. No one saying anything as the whistles above were heard, Goku didn't even need to turn around as the compound and weapons were obliterated by fighter jets. After all this was never to exist, the operation nothing, he was not supposed to be alive. And the organization that spawned him knew nothing.
Goku only reclined in the seat enjoying the peace and speed of the ride as the driver hit over the hills and sped off through the forest. Coming to a clearing where another black vehicle was waiting. A fully manned and all black Chinook helicopter. The humvee only drove up that tail and into the helicopter as the men outside got back on. The ramp raising upwards and closing, the humvee being strapped down tight as the helicopter took off from the forest clearing and into the air. Two more apache helicopters joining the Chinook as escorts back to their base.
Goku opened the door to the humvee and stepped out. Instantly everyone moved to the side, they let Goku pass. They all knew what he was, and no one was daring enough to piss of him. He was given full clearance to kill who he wished should his anger be pushed. He only glared at everyone who looked away. " Do not bother me or you'll meet the barrel of my gun." He growled taking the rail gun and dumping it into some soldiers hands snickering as he fell over unable to hardly hold the thing -that he used one arm to carry- up. There was a room for him built into the transportation that was for him only, taking his time he stepped inside and let out a breath.
He reached up to the sides of the suit on his body he pressed at the small micro computer and let it hiss as the suit unpressurized and came off at a heap by his feet. " Damm it feels good to be out of that thing!" He said as he stretched his tense shoulder. He looked in the mirror as the serial number tattooed on his chest was shown. PR-0027. Then on his left shoulder the word. G.O.K.U as a reminder of to what he was. The number on his chest he knew.....
He took a seat on the small cot his body slightly exhausted as his nano machines were now being ordered to restore him to a passive state. " Its so simple with technology. I am just a simple puppet to those who made me." He sighed falling back on the cot as he looked up at the metal ceiling. The vibration's of the plane nothing to stop him from sleeping as he closed his eyes.
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Well Enjoy my story? Don't worry Goku might change once Chi-Chi gets her hands on him but even that will be up for debate.