Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Alternate Universe ❯ Revelation ( Chapter 4 )

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"ZARBON!! YOU MORRON!! STOP RIGHT NOW!!", a gruff voice shouted out, stopping a seething Zarbon in his tracks….

Slowly Zarbon turned around, and faced whoever had the audacity to call him a moron and stop him from tearing the Earthling and the Namek apart… at least for a few seconds.

Goku and Piccolo where surprised to see Zarbon come to an abrupt halt at hearing the voice of some new alien. They saw him turn towards the ship, and so that's where they looked as well.

They saw someone standing at the entrance of the huge spaceship, but the alien stayed in the shadows of the entrance, so they couldn't make out what it was.

"Goku whispered, without taking his eyes of the green alien,: "Yamcha, get Bulma out of here, now! Leave the others… we will take care of them! Go!"

"What about us, Goku?" Chau-Zu whispered.

"Stay here, or it will be too obvious for them what's going on. Don't worry, it will be allright…"', Goku whispered back.

Silently, Yamcha lifted a trembling Bulma of the ground, lifted up a few centimetres and swiftly flew away, staying very low. He was very worried. Where his friends going to survive this? Would Bulma? Would he? He was only hoping Goku's boy and Dr. Briefs where able to find the dragonballs on time…

"WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE!?", Zarbon yelled, as the figure emerged from the shadows, and walked of the steps towards Zarbon.

He looked almost human, if it wasn't for the furry brown tail wrapped around his hips. He had a white and yellow armour on his chest, a blue spandex-like suit on, and white boots and gloves. On his head he wore a scouter like Zarbon had a few minutes ago. His skin looked like he originated from a sub tropic climate, or an Arabian country on Earth. His hair stood on end, like a dark brown flame on top of his head. The eyes where a pure black, and he wore an amused and defiant smirk on his face.

"I see those Earthlings beat you up pretty bad. Maybe you should go back inside the ship and put on some more make-up, while I take care of this for you, you prissy weakling!", the man said.

"Maybe YOU should turn around, and mind your own business, you filthy ape! Go pick some flees of you team-mates, and leave me the hell alone! I am still your superior, and you'd better show me some respect, or I'll rip that precious little tail of yours right off your spine and use it for a fur BELT!!", Zarbon yelled back.

The man chuckled, and said: "I'd like to see you try some day, but not now. Right now I need you to leave that one Earthling with the orange…. thing… on… to me for examination." He looked Goku in the eye, and a strange sensation of knowing the man came over Goku.

"What would you want from me!?", Goku asked him.

Zarbon stepped in front of Goku, breaking their eye-contact, and yelled: "Why the hell should I do you any favours!? Don't you have enough females to play with? I don't mind you experimenting with that kind of shit, but don't do it anywhere near me! You disgusting..."

"THAT"S not what I meant, you green freak! I want to know something before you mindlessly rip him to pieces! Think about it! He seems almost as strong as my team-mate Radditz! He could be a valuable asset to our teams…"

"No way! You can forget about that! I will never do that!", Goku shouted, as he got back in a fighting stance.

"Shut up, human.", Zarbon snarled.

"Will you shut up!? Let's keep the attention away from us for a while!", Piccolo whispered urgently.

"They are talking bout me, so their attention is pretty much entirely on us!", Goku whispered back. Piccolo didn't answer. So what if he wasn't always right!?

The man took Zarbon by the arm and moved him a few metres away from the group, growling: "Don't you dare move! We'll kill you on the spot!"

"What's the meaning of this, Vegeta!? Normally you don't care about recruiting strong adversaries! We've met adversaries much stronger than that one, and you've killed them anyway!", Zarbon said, his tone of voice a little less loud.

"He's different. Let me take a good look at him, and then I'll show you what I mean. If I'm right, he will be an excellent asset to our troops!", The man, presumably named Vegeta, let go of Zarbons arm.

"Plus, Frieza might give you a reward for bringing him in… maybe a little kiss, huh, Zarbon? You'd like that wouldn't you… OOF!!"

"I warned you, you pest!", Zarbon snarled, pulling back his fist from the other man's abdomen. "And it's still MASTER Frieza, fleebag."

The man clutched his stomach and tried to keep himself from scrunching his face together, while Zarbon seemed to ponder the possibility. Off course, Goku and Piccolo heard every word, because of their above average hearing. They looked at each other.

"Frieza? That alien has a master? That means there are aliens even stronger than he is!", Goku whispered.

"That means we have to keep this Frieza from knowing about this planet, because we'll never be able to save it if he decides to show up!"

"Since when did you care about the welfare of this planet?"

"Since it's mine, and mine alone."

"…..Right. And probably because you're stuck here too, right?"

"I could get away if I wanted to. Shut up about it already!"

"Uh-huh."

"YOU! Step over here!", Zarbon suddenly yelled at Goku.

"Come and get me!", Goku answered.

"This is no time to be foolish, Earthling! This might save your life, and your planets existence!", Vegeta said. "Or should we just get on our ship and blast it all to hell!?", he added, as he folded his arms, looking very intimidating.

Zarbon nodded. That should do the trick.

"Now come over here willingly, and we'll think about leaving your planet and that blue haired woman in one piece…, Zarbon said. "HEY! Where the HELL is she!?",

"We'll find her. Come here, Earthling. Last chance!"

Slowly Goku got out of his fighting-stance, and glanced at Piccolo. He did not react. Then he bravely walked up to the two aliens.

"So what do you want to do anyway? We don't have all day!", Zarbon grumbled.

Goku looked at the two questioningly.

"Put down those pants, Earthling, and turn around!", Vegeta commanded.

"WHAT!?", Goku yelled, a terrified look on his face. Like when he faced needles.

Piccolo sweat-dropped, and thought about just attacking them head on, to spare even his enemy to be humiliated like THAT.

Zarbon's eye started twitching, and he turned a darker green. "YOU"VE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME!"

"SHUT UP, ZARBON! And you, do as I say!!" And even Vegeta turned red around the cheeks, for what his Commander was insinuating. "And you won't have to put it down entirely; you can spare us THAT sight. Just put it down a little."

"You monkey's are all insane.", Zarbon muttered.

Hesitatingly, Goku turned around, and started unfastening his pants. Slowly, he let it go down, until right above his but crack. Behind him he heard Zarbon gasp.

"I was right. This man must be Kakarotto! He used to have a tail! Someone must have mutilated him here… that explains why this planet still exists!"

"…Right. That's interesting. Another monkey.", Zarbon said quietly, putting his hand on his chin, thinking.

Goku angrily pulled up his pants, and turned around. "You know, I could have TOLD you I have had a tail!"

"What happened to you, Kakkarotto? Why didn't you complete your mission?", Vegeta asked gruffly.

Goku stepped back. "I don't know what you are talking about! I was born here! I'm human! And my name is Goku! You're mistaking me for somebody else!"

"How many Earthlings have TAILS, fool!? And how many Earthlings posses the strength you have!? Have you ever thought about that!?", Vegeta said, as he walked up to him. Goku didn't move.

"Something happened to your memory. You belong to a powerful warrior race, not with these puny Earthlings! You where born on planet Vegeta, and you are a SAIYAN!"

"No, Vegeta. I belong right here.", Goku said sternly, getting in Vegeta's face. The smaller man growled, and with a swift move punched him in the stomach. Goku grabbed his stomach and toppled over. He dropped into the dust, unable to utter a single word. Only blood trickled from his mouth into the sand.

"You're coming with us, Kakkarotto. Your memory will be fully restored once we get to Frieza's base!", Vegeta said, kicking him over.

He bent over to Goku, and brought his mouth to the young man's ear.

"You are a monstrosity without your tail. Maybe I'll decide to kill you after all…your brother won't be pleased that you turned out to be a traitor, living large on Earth, while we had to suffer under Frieza's reign of terror!"

Meanwhile, Zarbon already had Piccolo in a deadlock. Piccolo couldn't move, and tried to pry Zarbon's arm from around his neck by raking his nails deeply in his skin. He couldn't breathe, and couldn't even muster up the strength to fire a ki-blast.

"Do you want to undress this Namek too or can I kill him already, monkeyboy?", Zarbon said, with a smirk on his face.

"No…", Goku moaned.

"Hmm… maybe you should wait! I have a feeling this Namek might be important…", Vegeta called out, but with a swift movement, Zarbon snapped Piccolo's neck, and threw him aside.

Dusting himself off, he said: "Remember who's the boss around here, Vegeta. You should be glad I let you keep your monkey friend over here! Put him in the brick, and take your team-mates to search for the blue haired woman!"

"Fine.", Vegeta grumbled, as he lifted Goku by the collar of his shirt and dragged him to the ship, and up the stairs, banging Goku's head against the stairs as he dragged him along.

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Tien, Krillin and Chau-Zu flew as fast as they could. Right after they heard the crack of Piccolo's neck, they got up and fled. Luckily, the green monster that killed Piccolo and took Goku away, didn't find it necessary to pursue them.

"You guys… Piccolo is dead!", Chao-Zu cried, looking at his friends. "That means… we have no more dragonballs!"

"It's not over yet! We must find Bulma, Yamcha and little Gohan! And Chi-Chi too! She used to be a fighter! And Bulma is a gun expert!", Krillin yelled desperately.

"We don't stand a chance! WE DO NOT STAND A CHANCE! These aren't humans! They are too strong!" Tien yelled.

Krillin swallowed hard and balled his fists, powering up and flying even faster. Beneath them they could see the state army approaching with tanks, and above them supersonic fighter-planes passed over them.

They looked at each other, fearing the worst for the people of the army.

The three of them powered up some more, and disappeared along the horizon, in search of the others….

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