Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ So Blue ❯ Blood Test ( Chapter 11 )

~~~~````` Chapter 11 Blood Test

Goten's mind was racing as he flew with fury across the blue sky. Clouds beneath him appearing like snow covering the Earth's sky but he didn't even seem to notice. The conversation with Seneca kept running in his head. Something bad had happened to Arcadia. He had to go find him more then ever but how the hell was he to do that in the vastness of space? It was absolutely impossible, especially since Goten didn't know where the hell Arcadia was going in the first place. Not to mention he didn't know one thing about space. At least Trunks had the mind capacity to figure things such as navigating and knowing exactly how to pilot stuff like that.

What if Arcadia was dead? No, that couldn't be. He would have felt his brother's death. That he knew for certain for they had special abilities with one another. They could feel each other's emotions, could talk telepathically as long as they weren't so far away. That also might be the reason he hadn't felt Arcadia's life form diminish if what Seneca's ranting were actually true. In another words, Goten had to think of him being dead as a possibility.

His brows knit though when he suddenly came to screeching halt. His eyes widened in wonder and amazement as a mile long dark line came toward him. He squinted his sight only to gasp when he recognized the line as being people. His power level drastically increased at the possible threat to his world, wanting to get his father to feel him so he would know something was going on. Unfortunately, he might be too far away considering he was only half way over the Pacific Ocean.

Goten did a quick count. Twenty-five in each row and four rows. So one-hundred of these powerful beings. Goten's blood quivered when he felt their strength but the one he could actually say he feared the most was the one leading the large group. Flame hair, fluttering red cape and silver armor wrapped around his shoulders, glistening in the sun's rays. His power far exceeded that of his own and Goten was sure that the man was still hiding his true potential.

Knowing this only made his features firmer as the army of aliens stalled in their flight, their leader crossing his arms over his chest to float smug in the air, smirking evilly in response. Goten shook his head mentally after noticing that the smirked looked awfully familiar but he be damned if he could actually remember. Raising his power just to intimidate, Goten spoke, "Who are you and what do you want?"

Vegeta couldn't help but let his smirk widen at the obvious tenseness the human was projecting but his thoughts went astray as he questioned how this weakling was capable of flying. There must be something different. Yes, there certainly was. The creature had Ki. His scoter sensed the man's energy and it could easily be pinned as an elite rank by the pure strength. This man needed to be questioned. "Get him."

Kali and Turles jumped from behind their leader and flew straight for their target only to be caught off guard when the child disappeared from view, phasing behind them. Goten smirked at their dumbfounded expressions, "You are going to need to try better then that." He mocked.

Turles growled while flexing his forearms out in front of him powering up before taking off after the offending human. He readied his fist to attack only to once again be surprised when the so called weakling tilted his head to the side with a daring smirk. Before any move could even be thought of, Goten's fist slammed into his opponent's stomach then clasping his hands together to smash them on his back causing the man to go sailing through the air beneath the clouds.

It was when a boot collided with his cheek, that Goten remembered he didn't have a chance to congratulate himself over his small triumph. He quickly straightened himself in the air, wiping the blood from his busted lip, glaring at his offender which was obviously more powerful then the last.

Kali let his tail unfurl in true excitement of battle as he sized up his opponent with a confident smirk, "I will not be so easily defeated, human." He spoke in choppy Japanese while lowering himself into fighting position daring for the creature to attack.

Vegeta cut in with agitation talking in Japanese so the human child will know that he will be defeated, "Do not play, Kali. I do not have the time nor patience."

"Yes, sir."

"Yes," Goten jeered, "Obey your master, Kali."

"Quiet, human! You will know your place soon enough."

"What is with you aliens and knowing my place?" Goten questioned with annoyance before shooting off toward his opponent only to have it blocked by Kali with a sadistic grin.

"You are fooling yourself if you think you can beat pure Sayian blood." Goten's jaw fell open at that familiar word, however in his lack of attention his counterpart disappeared from view but was found immediately behind Goten as his gripped his arms behind his back, rendering him immobile. Goten struggled with veracious growls knowing that it was a fruitless battle when he heard the triumphant chuckles of Kali. "Consider yourself lucky, weakling. For if the king had allowed me to play it would have been my pleasure to pull your every limb apart from your over-confident, feeble body."

"Don't want to disobey your master, do you slave?" In retaliation Kali tightened his grip causing a muffled groan to pass Goten's tight lips.

"Good job, Kali." Vegeta smirked in approval before turning to Bardock. "Check him."

Goten's eyes widened as another creature came from the line of aliens only this one resembled that of his father besides the large scar over his eye. The hair, the features, the body structure. Almost everything down to a 't' causing uneasiness to stir within him.

Bardock cocked a black eyebrow at the weird face the kid was making at him. What was the kid's problem? Hadn't he ever seen a scar before? As Bardock got a better look at the creature flashbacks began to formulate of when Radditz was just a boy. The two looked exactly the same. But how? Looking over his shoulder to that of Kali, the resemblance was undeniable. Besides Kali's longer hair and the scar going across his left cheek, the two looked exactly the same. What the hell did that mean?

Shaking his head mentally, Bardock pulled out a silver plate that had one sharp tip at the end of it. "Hold still, child." He ordered to the struggling kid as he poked the boy's neck with the device causing only a pin-prick of pain. It beeped and hummed as Bardock stared at the wide screen that told him when he needed to know. His heart skipped several beats before he was able to turn around to that of his king. "He is one forth human, one forth demon, and half…Sayian."

Vegeta's eyes bulged from their sockets quickly going back to the trapped half-breed. Why hadn't he seen it before? Or maybe he had but he hadn't though it possible. Vegeta knew it wasn't his son, that was for certain but he knew there was a possibility it could be… "Who is your sire?"

"No one you'll know." Goten was cut off by the brutal yank on his arms from his confines.

"Do not talk to your king in such a manner, half-breed."

"I don't even know who the hell he is. He ain't my king." He growled violently with a painful groan as Kali once again tightened his hold almost causing his bones to pop from their sockets.

"Kali, let him go." The two men turned their heads to see the lavender haired female floating five feet from them with her arms crossed stubbornly over her chest as she glared at the 'human's' capture. "It is because of you the whole universe thinks of us as merciless killers, now release him."

Not having any idea what she said, Goten looked over his shoulder to the man named Kali feeling the man's muscles tighten and heart thumb harder against his back. It was obvious this man had an attraction to the female. Goten smirked. He could certainly use that piece of information. "Princess, I have orders to detain him. I cannot release him."

Bulma drove her little motorcycle up beside Vegeta who was watching with humor as his woman came beside him. He had always made fun of her for her stupid inventions but as said prior, that was when they still talked to each other. "What cause do you have to 'detain' him, Vegeta?"

He rolled his eyes hating how she used his first name in front of all. He should be used to it, she always used his first name unless they were in front of the Court or planet royalty. It still drove him nuts though. "He challenged us." Vegeta quickly defended.

Bulma shook her head, "I'm sure it was the exact opposite." Switching to Japanese, "Release him, Kali."

The Special Ob elite flicked his black eyes over to his king quite unsure who to listen to, but with the nod from his king he reluctantly loosened however, not before whispering in the half-breed's ear, "Keep your straying eyes off her weakling. She is out of your league."

"I could say the same for you."

Kali shoved the kid from his grasp, growling to show his disapproval but stayed put as ordered, instead flexing his fists to keep from lashing out at the creature that kept looking at the noble female. He flicked his eyes to Bra, hoping to catch hers but she refused and in spite of him went to the human's side. He barred his teeth before powering his ki and blasting off into the air back toward the ship.

Goten watched with a smirk as the male took off but was brought back by the hand that gently touched his shoulder. He glanced back, catching the beautiful blue eyes of the gorgeous female and listening closely to the hypnotic words that flowed like honey from her plump red lips. He gave her a lop-sided grin and shrugged having no idea what she was saying to him.

Bulma smiled seeing this, flew her bike in front of the two, "She is asking if you are hurt."

"Oh, no, I'm fine."

Bulma translated only to listen to her daughter's explanation before repeating it in Japanese, "She says Kali has an attitude of pure Sayian. He does not mean to be rude but he knows no other way." She paused to listen to her daughter some more before repeating it, "She says she is surprised that you are still alive for Kali is very strong and that she apologizes for his behavior." Goten smiled to the female and nodded, smiling wider as the woman grinned back. "I apologize on behave of the Sayian race for subjecting you to what they did. I usually am here to make sure brutal antics do not happen. But you know what they say, you can't teach old dogs new tricks."

Goten stared intently on the talking female, swearing to the gods above that he had seen her somewhere before. "You speak Japanese very well. Are you part human?"

"Hundred percent. Long story short, I married him." Bulma pointed with disinterest to the intimating male that had a hundred powerful creatures floating behind him. "I'm Bulma. Queen Bulma if we're doing formalities. But you can just call me Bulma. That's Vegeta. And this is our daughter Bra."

"Bra?" Goten looked at the lavender haired female who was smiling broadly at him and nodding.

Bulma smiled, "It means 'to dream again' in Sayian dialect. Believe me, it took some time for me to get use to it too." Bulma was stalled from continuing her conversation as her husband came up beside her speaking in Sayian-DI.

"He is half Sayian, woman."

"Do we know from whom?"

"He wouldn't say."

"Well maybe if you hadn't antagonized him, he would have been more willing to tell you."

"Look, woman--"

Bulma cut him off as she switched to Japanese, "My husband tells me you're half Sayian."

"Yes, ma'am."

"Who'd you get it from? And don't worry, we're not going to hurt them or anything."

A bit hesitant, Goten answered anyway. "My dad. Goku."

Bardock quickly spoke up, "That is not Sayian." He couldn't hide his disappointment. He could have sworn to the heavens that it was his child that this male was speaking of. It just had to be.

Goten shrugged, having no answer for the man. "He'll be here shortly." Just as he said that all the pure-bloods gaze went to west as their scoters beeped at them in alert. They stared in awe as the obvious Sayian fell from above before stopping his downfall right beside his supposed son. It was silent for what seemed an hour as the one named Goku stared with an expression only a pure-blood could have. So intimidating, so powerful, and yet composed and controlled. However, they were all left with their jaws hanging open by the first words that fell from the creature's mouth.

Goku grinned broadly, "Hi," That once stern composure had turned upside down and inside out causing confusion to rise among the group. "I'm Goku, what's your name?" The happy creature stuck out his hand toward Vegeta who just looked at him with a raised brow. Vegeta's black eyes fell down to the hand wondering what the hell the alien wanted him to do with it.

"Get him." Vegeta responded.

But before anyone could react to the order, Bulma quickly yelled out, "Don't anyone move." The warriors were stuck between indecision, for in the battlefield it is the King the soldiers listen to, however Queen Bulma was pretty brutal when ignored. They all opted that it was better to face the wrath of their King then that of the female with the most powerful tongue. Bulma smiled sweetly to the large man placing her small hand in his oversized one, "Hi, Goku, my name's Bulma. And this is my husband, Vegeta. Forgive him, he doesn't know Earth's customs." She sent her glaring blue eyes to her mate when he growled at her not for the comment, of course not, but he hated when any man touched her. That was one thing that hadn't changed.

Goku slammed a hand on Vegeta's shoulder, "Welcome to Earth." He grinned.

Vegeta's eyes rolled to the corner of his socket, glancing at the offending hand that was actually touching his person before sending his challenging eyes to the giant creature as if saying silently, 'You didn't just touch royalty,' snobbishly.

Bulma giggled as she gently lifted the man's hand from Vegeta's shoulder, "He's not for touching, Goku." She all ready like this guy. He seemed so…fun…compared to the stuck up race she had been surrounded with for the past twenty years. "Would you mined if we just did a small little test to see something?"

"Nope not at all."

Bulma nodded to Bardock who since the time Goku had dropped in had not been able to stop staring at the creature. It was him. There was no doubt in his mind that this was finally him. All he wished at the moment was that his mate was here with him right now to witness it. "Bardock." Bulma whispered squinting her brows at his dazed expression.

Shaking his head after his name was called, bring him back to reality, Bardock floated over to him. His shock was still present from his inert expression as he unconscious poked the man's arm, never once taking his eyes away from his face thinking that if only for a moment, if he even blinked his son would disappear forever.

Goku stared continuously at the man that seemed not to be able to turn away. His smile never faded, his expression never falter that was until the pin-prick caught his attention, "Ouch!" He yelped pulling his hand away and cuddling it to his chest as if protecting from any more harm.

Bulma couldn't help the smile that instantly formed on her lips. All the Sayian race to find it humorous that this so called Sayian would cry over a little nip. Even Vegeta couldn't help the disgust chuckle that rolled from his throat. He shook his head at the pathetic display.

Goten on the other hand, covered his eyes in embarrassment. His father was never one to take pain very well. "What'd you do that for?" Goku asked offensively as he pet his hand to sooth the evil ache.

Bardock hadn't even noticed anything. His features still passive as he continue to gaze at him. The machine having long since finished but Bardock reluctant to look away. It was confusing to him. Why hadn't the man recognized him? Sayians had superb memories even at the age of one. Plus with the pod teaching him all he needed on his trip to Earth 'Goku' should know everything about the Sayian race including who his parents and siblings were. But he seemed completely oblivious.

"Results?" Vegeta asked impatiently.

Taking a deep breath, reluctantly, Bardock lowered his eyes once to the screen before quickly flicking them back up relieved to find the man still there. "Hundred percent Sayian." No surprise linger on his emotionless tone.

Gasps were heard all around from the Sayian race that gathered close around to get a look at the newest member to their clan. They all could see the resemblance between Bardock and the one called 'Goku'. They watched with wide eyes wondering what Bardock had to say about this but the word that came out of his mouth wasn't at all what they expected, "Kakarot?"

"Nope, name's Goku, nice to meet you." Goku stuck out his hand once again but got the same response. The man looked down at it in confusion before bringing his eyes back up.

"Don't you know who I am?"

"Not a clue."

"Why not?"

"We've never met before, have we?"

Something was wrong, Bardock whispered in his mind. Why doesn't the man know his own father? What had happened in the years that he had been shipped off? "What planet are you from?"

"Earth, born and raised."

Bardock shook his head in disgust, his features showing the exact way he felt at the moment. Years of searching and his son had totally forgotten. Not knowing what else to do, and with so many people around, he did the only thing a Sayian in this type of situation does. He powered up and flew off.

"Something I said?" Goku asked only snapping his head as another one with long black hair powered up also and went in the same direction. The recently found Sayian swung his hand behind his head, scratching the back of his neck, shrugging his shoulders.

Bulma turned to her husband, switching to Sayian-DI. "Vegeta, what's wrong with Bardock? I've never seen him so upset before? And why did Radditz fly off?"

Vegeta slit his eyes as he stared at the ignorant Sayian, grinning like a human. It was disgusting to know that such powerful blood was wasted on a weakling who didn't even know of his true heritage. Hearing his mate's voice question him, brought him from his loathing. "It's his missing brat."

"What? I didn't know Bardock had a second child." Bulma flicked her eyes to the Sayian watching as he talked and laughed with his obviously, son. "Doesn't he know? Shouldn't he know?"

"No and yes. Take him for observation. Find out why he doesn't remember. Bring the young one to me."