Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ The Chosen One ❯ Chapter Five ( Chapter 5 )

Chapter Five

When the Frieza-like kid woke up, he found himself in a bed. "Hey! Look! He's awake!" Gohan rushed over to the bed. "Hey, how are you feeling?"

The kid tried to sit up, but stopped due to an excruciating pain in his solar plexus. He lied back down on the bed. "Where are my masters?" he asked.

"Your masters?" Gohan looked puzzled. Then, it dawned on him. "Oh, you mean the Roxians? They were beating you up, so I stepped in. They wanted to fight me and died doing so, even though I didn't want to.

"My name is Gohan. My friends and I are from the planet Earth. What's your name?"

"Siber," the kid said. "You killed my masters? How? I mean, you're only a teenager, and they were six full-grown Roxians! Not even Frieza, his father, his brother, and the Ginyu Force put together could stop three, let alone six!"

Gohan put his right hand behind his neck, trying to think of a modest way to tell him. Deciding there was none, he said, "Well, my father was a Saiyan. In fact, he was the Saiyan who defeated Frieza on Namek." Gohan then went into the story of the androids and Cell.

Siber's eyes widened. "Wow. Who would have thought that any Saiyan could become a Super Saiyan? I didn't believe the legend myself until Frieza was defeated on Namek." He propped himself on his elbows. "You know, you and I are a lot alike."

"How?" Gohan asked, puzzled.

"Well, we're both prodigies," Siber said. "You are one of the most powerful beings in the universe, but you're only thirteen years old. As for me, when I reach my maximum power level, I am as strong as Frieza, even though I'm twelve years old, and Frieza was the strongest member of my race."

Gohan's eyes widened. "You're as strong as Frieza was?"

Siber nodded. "However, our similarities don't stop there. We both hate to kill our enemies, and from what you told me, it sounds like you have hidden powers, like me."

"Wow." Gohan stood, surprised. "Yes, I have hidden powers. I never remember using them, though."

"What brings you out into space?" Siber asked. "The people of Earth are ignorant of alien life, right?"

"Yes," Gohan answered, "but we came across an ancient prophecy that foretold of an alien attack on not just Earth, but the entire universe. Apparently they attacked Earth ten thousand years ago, but the ancients managed to drive them off. They left a prophecy of the Chosen One, and we think it's . . . well, it's me. They left this special sword behind to help me emerge victorious."

"Wow." Siber was amazed. "Well, I think the Roxians might be trying something. Ever since the Makyo Star passed by their system, they've been really vicious."

"WHAT??" Gohan cried in shock. "The Makyo Star?"

"You've heard of it?" Siber asked, surprised.

"Heard of it?" Gohan repeated. "I had to deal with it six years ago!" He then went into the story of what happened when Garlic Jr. returned.

"You destroyed it?" Siber asked in disbelief.

Gohan nodded. "But how could the Roxians still be affected by - of course! It would take another few millennia for the rays to stop shining on the Roxians' home planet! They would have to be at least six light-years away from us! How far is their home world from Earth?"

"Um . . . I think it's about eight thousand light-years from Earth," Siber calculated. "You mean . . . you're going to go against the Roxians? That's suicide!"

"It shouldn't be that hard," Gohan remarked. "I was easily able to defeat the Roxians at the space station."

"No!" Siber interjected. "You don't get it! Those Roxians that you eliminated were civilians! The average Roxian soldier is twenty times stronger than those six put together!"

Gohan was shocked. "You're kidding! But . . . that's as strong as I am!"

"That's not even the tip of the iceberg!" Siber told the horror-struck teen. "The officers are increasingly stronger with every rank! Then . . ."

"Then, what?"

"Then, there's the Roxian Imperial Senate: Six hundred Roxian senators, all of whom are immensely powerful, more powerful than even the Commander of Armed Forces. Of the Senate, one of them is the Emperor, but it is kept a complete secret as to whom it is. All I know about him is his power level is said to be one trillion times that of the average Roxian!"

Gohan just stood there speechless. Suddenly, he yelled, "GUYS! We have a problem!"

"THAT'S IMPOSSIBLE!!!" Piccolo and Vegeta shouted simultaneously. Bulma fainted, Krillin's jaw was ready to unhinge, and the androids just sat, too stunned to move or speak.

"Apparently, it isn't! That means that the Roxian emperor is 8,333,333,333 and one-third times as strong as I am!" Gohan was sweating, despite the fact that the ship was kept at room temperature. "We're going to need to get some help, and fast!"

Siber sat up. "Well, there may be a way. You see, there is a substance that acts like poison to Roxians when it comes in contact with their skin. Any type of ferric material will greatly aid us in fighting the Roxians."

Gohan's first thought was, 'What does 'ferric' mean?' but the question he asked was, "Did you say 'us?'"

Siber nodded. "You said you need help. I can offer that help. Like I said before, I am as strong as Frieza. With any luck, training will make me stronger."

Gohan was thinking for a second. Then, he said, "I got it! We need to head back to Earth!"

Piccolo looked at him with a puzzled expression. "What for?" he asked.

"Well, at least Krillin, the androids, Siber, and I should go back," Gohan explained, "because we can each enter the Hyperbolic Time Chamber! I can train for another twenty-five hours, and Krillin, the androids, and Siber can train for two full days!"

Piccolo shook his head. "I don't think so. It will take too much time."

"Well, we could go to Namek and wish ourselves back," Gohan said.

"That won't work, either, Gohan," Krillin said. "We have no idea as to where the Namekians were relocated. Besides, what would we use the other two wishes for?"

"Hmm . . ." Gohan sat thinking for a minute. Then suddenly, he snapped his fingers. "I got it! We can use one wish to bring back my dad! If there's anyone who could possibly help us, it's him!"

"Of course!" Krillin exclaimed. "Now, why didn't I think of that?"

"Hang on," Piccolo interrupted. "What would we use the last wish for?"

"I have an idea," Android 18 interrupted. Everybody turned to face her. "Would the dragon be able to bring back Android 16?"

"Um . . . it might," Krillin answered. "But how are we going to get to Namek? Like I said before, we don't know where it is."

Piccolo smirked. "We may not, but I'm pretty sure I know someone who does."

"Who?" Vegeta asked.

Piccolo tilted his head back and yelled, "KING KAI!! King Kai, we need your help!"

A dining table was set up outside a new house. Goku was wolfing down his food, not paying any attention to King Kai, who was telling him a joke. ". . . and so, when they get to the ninth hole . . ." He stopped, because he could hear Piccolo yelling for him. He decided to ignore it. Apparently, he had stayed silent too long, because Goku looked up, saw the scowl on King Kai's face, and nearly choked. He started fake-laughing up a storm as not to offend the martial arts master.

"Quiet! I didn't get to the punch line yet!" King Kai shouted. Goku stopped "laughing" abruptly.

"Hey, King Kai, are you all right?" Goku asked, putting his hand on King Kai's shoulder.

"KING KAI!!! ANSWER ME!"

"Holy mackerel!" Goku shouted.

"Goku, is that you?" came Piccolo's voice.

"Piccolo? Hey, King Kai! Were you ignoring Piccolo?"

"Well, it serves him right!" King Kai shouted indignantly. "I still haven't forgotten what he did when he was here!"

"Goku, King Kai, I need you to listen to me!" Piccolo shouted. "We need to use the Dragon Balls on Namek to get to Earth. You see . . ." Then Piccolo launched into the story of Gohan finding the sword and how much stronger they were going to have to be to take on the Roxians.

" . . . so you see, we need the Dragon Balls to get back to Earth to use the Hyperbolic Time Chamber, and it probably wouldn't hurt to use the Pendulum Room, either."

"So you need the coordinates for Namek? Give me a sec . . . Okay, I have them. Someone got a paper and pencil?" King Kai relayed the coordinates for Namek to the androids. "Just one question, guys. What do you plan to do with the other two wishes?"

"Well," Gohan began, "we were going to bring back Dad and Android 16 with the wishes."

"Whoa, hold on a second there, bud," Goku interrupted. "I told you before, remember? I am not going. Evil follows me like a shadow. I get the feeling if I come back, someone will follow us back to Earth."

"But . . ." Gohan began.

"Gohan, you are the chosen one," Goku said. "It's in your destiny to stop these Roxannes, or whatever they're called. You won't need me."

Gohan sighed. "Oh, all right."

"Now what will we do with the last wish?" Krillin asked.

"I have an idea." Everybody whirled around to where the voice came from. It sounded like it came from Piccolo, but it was not his voice.

Suddenly, Gohan and Krillin recognized the voice simultaneously. "Nail!"

"Listen. Use the dragon to separate me from Piccolo. It's been done before in the past, and the two Nameks have the same power as the one Namek did before the separation."

"Yes!" Krillin exclaimed. "We have a winner! Let's go!"

"Hang on!" Vegeta interjected. "Just how are we going to get there without a pilot?"

"Vegeta, we already have a pilot, remember?" Krillin responded. "Bulma's our - oh." Bulma was still unconscious. "Gohan, do you have any smelling salts?"