Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ The History of Kalika ❯ When Saiyans Attack ( Chapter 13 )

The History of Kalika

Author's Note

Hey there, well because I have been sooo busy with school. I have not been able to update according to my weekly schedule. So as to appease you, my impatient friends…I present two brand new chappies.

Geez, this story is getting bigger and bigger by the moment. *struggles to keep it from bursting through the seams, then gives up altogether* But you guys don't mind do you?

I decided to comment on the Goten/Trunks scene from last chapter. I could so see the boys behaving that way in such an intimate moment. I just don't see them being all lovey dovey and shit. It's just not them.

Anyway, I don't own Dragonball Z…but I do own quite a few copies of GT. (Sadly, lacking in the Geta department, I might add.)

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When Saiyans Attack (Enter Gotenks…Dum, dum, dum!)

His inky black eyes glittered in amusement. It had been a while. As a Saiyan, it was second nature to fight. Be it in fun or for survival, it was just in the blood. And even though he was only half, every once in a while the need for a good fight was almost too much to bear. So he was here…among his people…looking for a good fight.

It was a weird yearly ritual. Every year when the trees started to turn and the days had just begun to get shorter, all the Z Senshi would gather, those who still fought that is. And they would fight of course. Trying out new techniques and trying new strategies…never could be too prepared, living on Earth and all. The planet seemed to just attract overconfident villains from all over the universe. And of course age was never a factor for the Z crew. Even thought there were a few of them that came solely to watch, they would probably be fighting until they were old and gray.

"Hey! Gohan!" The huge smile on her face was a good thing. "Great, you brought Pan!"

Kalika was here. What a surprise. Gohan had thought that Vegeta would still have her locked away all to himself. She was wearing one of her interesting shirts, as usual. It had a picture of a can with the words 'Whoop Ass' printed on it and underneath it read "Don't Make Me Open This". The young professor deemed it as appropriate attire for today's events.

Her hair was down. Long tendrils hanging around her like pieces of black silk. He'd never seen her with it down. It looked…nice. She looked happy…happier than the last time he'd seen her. But then again, her parents had just died.

"Hey there, Kalika." He said fishing for the right words. "You look…well."

"Yeah." She said cheerfully. "I feel really good about today." Her eyes suddenly lowered and her smile got even bigger. "Hey, there little woman. I've been itching to meet you."

Gohan watched her and his little daughter together. He hadn't heard what was said between them, but his little girl obviously found it hilarious. The two of them wonder off suddenly over to greet his father…when had he shown up?

He sighed. He felt the overwhelming need to go over to Kalika. He hadn't seen her in months. Four months to be exact. Everything had gotten so busy after the incident in Hawaii. He was a teacher after all and he had responsibilities. He had tried to keep in contact with her but ever since she'd started hanging out with Vegeta, she was never around when he called or came by. It was weird to him, to find that he missed her. In reality, it wasn't like he knew her all that well anyway. But he wanted to.

The oldest Demi looked around at the gathered fighters. He was there too of course…Vegeta. He hadn't seen much of the Prince around either. But that was normal. Gohan wasn't surprised that the Ouji had shown up for this though. Vegeta had been spending his days as of late training the young Kalika.

Gohan grimaced at the thought. He could just image what the girl's training entailed. He wasn't stupid. Kalika was a girl…an attractive girl. An attractive Saiyan girl. And everyone knows how the Prince loves to throw the fact that he is royalty in the face of everyone. Especially, those with Saiyan blood. Gohan found himself wondering what exactly Kalika's training entailed.

"Papa?" a small voice asked.

Gohan looked down to see his daughter (she'd turned 5 two weeks ago) stared up at him with a worried express marring her little face.

"Are you okay?" Pan asked. "You were growling like a dog." She giggled.

The professor's face flushed hot in response. He hadn't realized…

"No, Panny." He recovered "I'm fine. I'm just a little excited that's all. We haven't had a chance to do this is so long."

"Yeah!" she grinned. "And remember…we can't tell Mama."

"Yeah, that's right." Gohan said smiling down at his daughter. She was a smart little thing; she got that from him of course. "We can't tell Mama."

"I get to fight Bra today!" Pan said happily. "She thinks that she's gonna beat me today, but no way!"

The little girl put on her fighting face and gazed over at the little blue haired girl that was two and a half years her senior.

"I don't know…" Gohan fanned. "She looks tough this time…you might have to try a little harder today."

"Puleeze!" She barked. "She's been slacking! I can tell!"

"Oh really." The black haired teacher said regarding his confident offspring.

"Yeah." She said proudly puffing out her small chest.

She turned back to the group of assembling fighters.

"Oww!" She shouted. "There's uncle Goten and Trunks! I'm gonna go over and say hi!"

And with that the little Saiyan girl rushed across the field. Gohan smiled at his daughter's enthusiasm. Even though she was only technically 1/4th Saiyan, her blood was strong. It was hard to keep her out of trouble. She was always looking for a fight. Videl had complained about it numerous times. It was hard to keep the little girl in school. With her short temper and natural strength she was dangerous around human children.

Gohan had tried to reason with his wife that Pan needed to be able to train as a way to channel her Saiyan urges but she adamantly refused. Unfortunately, she was just like his mother in that respect. She thought that Pan was just young and energetic and that she would settle down with a little discipline and of course some education.

As Gohan thought about it, maybe she was right. He had once been young and energetic…now look at him. He was a shinning example of what a little discipline and education could do to a Saiyan. Not that it was entirely a bad thing, but had tasted it once. Being free with no responsibilities, living on his instincts alone. It had been so long ago…but he still remembered. It was funny now all of a sudden he realized how much he missed it.

"Hey there, son!"

The reflecting Saiyan was jolted out of his reverie but the impact of a ridiculously strong hand slapping him on the back. Gohan turned to see his father's beaming face staring at him. He should have known his father wouldn't have missed this for the world. His dad lived and breathed to fight. The college instructor had surmised that he was the reason his young daughter was so enthusiastic. Of course little Panny idolized her grandpa.

"I can't believe you made it!" Goku said ruffling his son's spiky hair and dislodging his glasses from his face.

"Hey dad…you look…excited." Gohan said as he tired to fix his glasses.

"Can ya tell?" Goku said grinning like a fool. "Cause I really am! Ya know, Kalika's gonna fight today. I can't wait to see what she can do. You might not think so but Vegeta is a great teacher."

"Who's she fighting?" Gohan asked

"Would you believe it…Piccolo's volunteered." The larger male said. "This going to be so good!"

Gohan smiled at his father's enthusiasm. He looked like he'd wet himself at any minute.

"And Me and Gotenks are gonna go at it…that should really be fun!"

"Gotenks!?"

"Hai…the boys haven't done fusion in a while but they say that it shouldn't be a problem."

"Vegeta's not going to fight?"

Gohan was a little surprised at the fight card so far, the Prince never passed up a chance to best his father.

"Oh, you know 'Geta, he'll probably join in later on." Goku said as he glanced over in the Prince's direction and frowned.

The currently annoyed Prince of Saiyans was over with Kalika. He had just finished separating her from the excited Z Senshi who had been gawking at her and proclaiming how they'd never seen a Saiyan female before and how excited they were to see her fight.

"HEY GETA!!!" Goku yelled.

The Prince only grimaced in the raven haired Saiyan's direction and tilted his head up in acknowledgement. Goku blushed and turned back to his son hurriedly. This odd exchange was not lost on the young professor. Gohan scrunched his eyebrows together in confusion. This response, of course, had to be quickly countered before it turned into something embarrassing. So naturally, Goku went into defense mode. And no he did not punch his son.

"Guess who showed up today." The obviously cleverer man said in attempt to change the subject.

Gohan's eyes widened in surprise of the abrupt change in topic. He had taken inventory when he'd first gotten here. He thought that he had gotten everyone. There was Trunks and Goten of course, or Truten as they were now called. And his beloved mentor Piccolo. Yamcha, Tien and Chiaotzu. There was Krillin and Eighteen and they had even convinced they teenaged daughter Marron to come along. Bulma had even brought Bra out. The only ones that were missing was Master Roshi, but he rarely ever left Turtle Island anymore and his mom, but she never came out to these sorts of things. But then he spotted the surprise guest…Seventeen.

Gohan hadn't seen him in while…Almost three years exactly. After much convincing the former Android had finally given in to his twin sister and made a wish to the Eternal Dragon to be human. Eighteen had insisted, in her own stoic sort of way, that her brother was more human than he let on and there was really no point in not becoming one. Most likely the real reason for this declaration was because she was already one. They had been born twins of course, it was only right she said. Krillin had later confined in them that the real reason was because she was so happy in her marriage that she someday wanted the same thing for him.

However, as far as Gohan knew the one time Android assassin had yet to make good on his sister's wishes. He was still living in the woods all by himself and making a good living as a lumberjack. Yes, Seventeen was a strange little man.

"But at least now there will be an end to by mind numbing boredom," Were Seventeen's words exactly, after the wish was granted.

He certainly was a cheery fellow. But that was beside the point. What was he doing here now all of sudden? Seventeen never came to the Z fighter's own personal Budokais. Gohan didn't even know if he fought anymore.

All further thoughts were banished by the appearance of the Demi's childhood mentor and friend, the Demon Lord Piccolo.

"Hey, kid." The Namek's voice rumbled in its normal composed manner.

"Hey Piccolo!" Gohan said suddenly a bit happier. "I hear you're going to take on Kalika today."

Was that a smile on the Namek's face as he looked at his best friend out the corner of his eyes? It was hard to tell, for it disappeared as quickly as it came.

"No." He replied finally. "Not today. Someone else has offered their services. Besides, I would much rather watch anyway."

"Someone else?" Gohan said slightly bemused. Then the answer hit him like a tone of bricks. (The Namekian's pointing had been a help as well.)

He looked over to see the dark haired man named Seventeen standing by to the Prince. The both of them standing with their arms crossed over their chests. They actually seemed to by enjoying themselves. The Prince was actually smiling. Well that was strange. Gohan thought that Vegeta hated Seventeen. It was obvious to everyone else that the Ouji certainly wasn't fond of Eighteen. Bones may heal but apparently egos didn't.

"Seventeen?"

"It would seem that Vegeta got him to come out. I wonder why." Piccolo pondered.

Goku smiled broadly.

"It's because he fights like Nomi," The older Saiyan said matter of factly. "Or at least Nomi fights like him."

Gohan and eyes widened in surprise of this newfound information.

"Really, and why would you say that, Goku?" Piccolo asked.

"Because it's the truth." Goku said innocently.

"Well, it makes perfect sense if you think about it." Gohan said "But how did you know?"

Goku just smiled and looked over at Vegeta. Gohan eyes narrowed slightly. He had known about the weird things going on between the Prince and his father thanks to Bulma. The blue haired woman couldn't hold water. And he had been a little disturbed by it to say the least. The Demi had always been a little leery of the Ouji and he wasn't sure that it was healthy that his father was mentally linked with the deranged Prince.

"Oh, yeah, right." The Demi professor said dryly.

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The onyx and cerulean pairs of eyes narrowed devilishly. And the twin grins were quite disturbing as well. He could have sworn that Goten was his son (I mean the boy was like a clone or something.) and Trunks was Vegeta's (I mean he had the eyebrows and everything). And as far as Goku knew, he and the Prince were not related.

"Ready, Trunks?" Goten asked never taking his disturbingly menacing glare off his father.

"Anytime you are." The Demi Prince replied.

The two took their places and the real show began.

"Fu…"

"Sion…"

"HA!"

There was the spectacularly large flash of brilliant light and upon fading what was left was a much more mature looking version of Gotenks.

"Here's Gotenks!" The fused Demi Saiyan barked.

It had been a minute since they had last seen the little imp and everyone was a bit nostalgic. Including Goku.

"Are ya just gonna stare at me old man or are we gonna fight!" The duel voiced teenager asked. His perturbedment was completely evident.

The grin on Goku's face (plus the fact he'd went Super) was all the teenager needed and Gotenks proceeded to power up to Super Saiyan. This of course caused the crowd to retreat up into the hills and give the two high powered fighters more room to maneuver.

Gohan watched as the Prince sat down on a rather large rock with a creepy grin plastered across his face. Kalika just looked on with glassy eyes. The professor smiled. The Hawaiian girl had probably never seen two Ascended Saiyans fight before let alone a fusion. He inched over to her and tapped her on the shoulder.

"Enjoying the show?"

"Immensely." She said turning to him with a grin. "I hardly ever get out anymore." She sighed, cutting her eyes in Vegeta's direction.

"Hmm…it figures." Gohan said confidentially. "Vegeta has always been a hard ass."

The two Saiyans were interrupted by a sharp grunt coming from the Prince's general direction. Kalika just smirked in response.

"He's alright." The Pacific girl offered. "He's only like that because he wants me to get stronger. Besides, it's not nearly as tough as trying to learn Japanese. Geez, is that the only thing everyone speaks around here?"

"I'm afraid so. This is Japan after all." Gohan chuckled nervously. "Well," he started. "Maybe I could help you out there; I am a teacher you know."

"Yeah, maybe you could." She said softly.

The Demi wasn't sure but he could have sworn that he'd seen the girl blushing, but she turned her head so suddenly. The out of no where and gust of wind and debris blew over them.

"Whoa!" Kalika said laughing hesitantly. "That was so cool! Did you see that?!"

"What…what happened." Gohan asked.

"You dad he just made the biggest Ki blast I've ever seen." She said beaming. "Uh, he went something like…"

Kalika put her hand together to mimic what'd she'd seen Goku do.

"Ka…Me…Ha…"

"Me…Ha!" Gohan completed but with out the special effects.

"Yeah, that's it!" She said happily.

"The Kamehameha Wave." The black haired man confirmed.

"Yeah…Vegeta told me about those." She said motioning to the Prince.

Vegeta was too involved in the fight to grace him with a glance.

"Gotenks is showboating. He's never going to land a hit with sloppy form like that." Vegeta grumbled and then smiled a smile that was only vaguely disturbing. "Kakarot's going to tear him a new…"

"VEGETA!" Bulma yelled from where she was standing with Bra.

"What woman!" He barked. "It's the fucking truth!"

Gohan and Kalika both flinched at the violent exchange between the ex-couple. And Bra just giggled. The Demi, however soldiered on with his thought.

"You know it's a family tradition in the Son household." Gohan continued.

"The Kamehameha Wave?"

"Yeah, Master Roshi taught it to dad, Dad taught it to me and I taught it to Goten." He said proudly. "I'm even going to teach it to little Panny one day."

"Yeah! And I'm gonna be a great fighter just like Grandpa!" The small girl chirped.

"I'm sure you will be." Kalika said turning to the girl. "Well, it certainly is impressive." She remarked. "I got something I've been working on, but it isn't nearly as cool. Maybe I might even get a chance to do it today."

"VICTORY CANNON!!! (1)" And with said announcement Gotenks unleashed a powerful blast of energy from his mouth, narrowly missing Goku.

Goku charged the fused Saiyan and surprised him with a knee to the gut. And an uppercut to the chin sent the teenager careening into and row of trees.

"Maybe we should have taken this to a nice treeless desert?" Kalika said fanning the dust away from her face.

"Maybe." Gohan said.

"Look at all that firewood Uncle Gotenks just made!" Pan laughed.

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He wasn't anything like her really. That evil bitch onna from Hell that had destroyed her world seemed a bit more outgoing. However, he was actually kind of cute in a detached, I-am-so-better-than-you kind of way. Kalika found herself wondering why the wise and mighty Prince of what was left of Saiyans had insisted that she fight this guy. And what kind of name was Seventeen anyway? Well, apparently his sister was Eighteen, but that was far from an excuse.

She sighed. He did look a bit messy though. She'd have to be on guard with this guy. He just stood there staring at her with those eerie blue eyes, an annoyingly perfect smirk on his face.

"So little girl, you're the one I'm supposed to be fighting. " Seventeen goaded.

"Uh, I guess." She said chuckling nervously.

She finally finished tying her hair back, exhaled loudly and she fell in to a comfortable stance.

"Well then, hurry up I got things ta do." He said in reply and fell into a stance of his own.

"Oh, well maybe he'll make this as quick and painless as possible." The girl thought as she shot forth."

That hope was quickly dashed when she was swatted backwards pretty quickly with backhand.

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"Oww…" Bulma cringed. "That did not look fun."

"I thought you said that dad had been training her mama?" Bra asked.

"Well honey, he has." The blue haired scientist answered her child.

"You mean I've been missing my training for that?!"

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The idiot girl's a lot faster than this. Why is she holding back?

Of course, the impact hadn't sent Kakarot back a millimeter. You would think that a adult female…Saiyan's entire body hitting you square in the chest at an unimaginable speed would throw you off balance just a little bit. But oh no, not the mighty Savior of Earth, Kakarot. With his stupid messy hair and his big stupid eyes and his dumb grin. Baka.

"Wow, that was a good one!" The baka said as he placed that fool girl back on her feet.

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"There you go, Lika. That was a good try but it looks like you're going to have to do better than that if you're gonna surprise Seventeen." Goku said. "How about you try starting off with a few Ki blasts to keep him busy, then you can sneak up on him."

"Hmm…" The girl said with a bloody grin. "I just might try that. Thanks Kaki!" She said before blasting off.

She's entirely too reckless and that fool excuse for a Saiyan is not helping matters.

"Kaki?"The raven haired Saiyan said no more that confused than always.

Goku jumped at the sound of the Prince's growling. Unfortunately for the Ouji, after finally defeating the perpetual showoff Gotenks (much to the amusement of the Namek) the large Saiyan had decided that he should keep Vegeta company. He was over there standing all by himself and all.

"Hey, Geta." Goku said, big friendly smile firmly in place. "Wow! Would you look at that?!" He said, suddenly distracted by something.

"Ahh…The girl's finally gotten her head out of her ass. She actually looks like she knows what she's doing. It's about time. She's embarrassed me enough out there." Vegeta thought, and then he took a whiff of the air and frowned.

"You stink, Kakarot!" He barked. "Don't stand so close!"

"Power Blitz!" Seventeen screamed and unleashed a deadly blast of energy.

Kalika managed a decent maneuver and got out of the way in time.

"She's got good form, Geta." Goku finally said. "Wow! You taught her that one huh, Geta?"

"Kakarot…"

"Yeah, Geta."

"Dumb ass."

"My name is Vegeta." The Prince managed to grate out.

"I know that, but I just like calling you Geta." The taller man said smiling. "Kalika doesn't seem to mind that I call her Lika. Ya know it's a lot easier saying you guys' names that way."

"I don't care what…"

And that's when it happened…the most impressive thing that Vegeta had ever seen that 'fool of a girl' do, training or not. After failing to land not even one blow on her flawless opponent Kalika surprised Seventeen with a roundhouse to the back of his head. The former android was sent flying toward the ground.

"Alright!" Gohan yelled. "Great shot, Kalika!"

Piccolo turned at looked as at the Demi and started chuckling.

"What's so funny Piccolo?"

"Oh, nothing." The Namekian stopped suddenly. "Nothing at all. That was an impressive maneuver though wasn't it."

And with that the Demon King returned his attention back to the fight. Gohan simply dropped his hands to his side with a look of confusion on his face. The expression returned to one of excitement and he continued to cheer his friend on.

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"Okay, he's down…Now what?" The Hawaiian girl thought. "Okay what would Princy do?"

And evil grin crept across the black haired girl's face.

"He'd smoke 'em." She said a loud.

Kalika spread her arms out wide and from down below the onlookers could see the bright whitish-yellow energy forming in her palms. She brought her hand together in a loud clap and shouted.

"SOLAR ECHO!(2)"

A spectacular light flashed from the girl hands at went whizzing toward Seventeen.

"Seventeen!" Eighteen couldn't help but scream to her brother.

This caused most everyone to turn and look in her direction, which was unfortunate because they missed the light show or fortunate, if you were worried about their eyesight.

The last thing that was heard was…

"FIELD ON! (3)"

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Once the light dimmed back to a much more acceptable sunset, two figures were still standing in the middle of the field of battle. Kalika, though thoroughly bruised and bloodied, and Seventeen, who was slightly singed but still breathing. The audience stood gaping in shocked silence.

The blacked haired lumberjack dusted off his favorite black shirt, which was now full of burned holes. Adjusted his orange bandana, flicked a stray piece of hair out of his face and smirked that same annoyingly perfect smirk in the shorter girl's direction.

"You did alright…I guess." He said finally.

"That was sooo cool!" Goku yelled, scaring the children and many small forest animals.

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Author's Note:

1. Victory Cannon: A move from the Budokai 2 for Gotenks. It's cool.

2. Solar Echo: Made it up. Kalika had to have some kind of cool move didn't she?

3. Field On: In DBZ Budokai, it's one of Seventeen and Eighteens

moves it's what they say when the make their energy field move. It a

big sphere of energy that works sort of like a force field and it

reflects blasts and if you get too close it will blast you. I love it.

I kinda missed the fighting didn't you? So I decided that the Saiyans needed to have a day of rough housing. I could have written more, but the chapter would have been even longer.

Oh, and fans of Seventeen. He will be back. I like him too much just to continue to ignore him any longer.

Okay, now go and read the next chappie.