Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Vegetasei's Influence ❯ Chapter 4

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Piccolo landed in a mountainous area. He figured that it would be a good place to start Gohan’s training. He looked at the sleeping child he was holding by the collar. “It’s time to wake up.” With that, Piccolo threw Gohan into a small nearby pond.

Gohan awoke sputtering. He sat up to find himself in water. He searched his memory for the reason why and came up with a blank. Then like water bursting from a dam the whole ordeal with Okami came rushing back. Gohan frantically looked around for the brute. That’s when he spotted the tall not so friendly looking green man. “Hello do you know where my daddy and Uncle Raditsu are?” Gohan asked timidly.

Piccolo looked at the child then said bluntly, “Goku’s dead.” Piccolo watched the emotion change on his young charge’s face. Then to Piccolo’s dismay, Gohan began to cry. To Piccolo’s sensitive ears, Gohan’s wails were shear torture. “Stop that or I’ll kill you!” Piccolo snapped. Gohan promptly quieted. Over the last few hours, he had learned that death threats were to be taken seriously.

“You’re a warrior now. There will be no more crying. That is behind you.” Piccolo announced. “Why?” Gohan sniveled. “Because, there will be two warriors stronger then Okami coming here to Chikyuusei. Before Raditsu went into space he entrusted me with your training.” Before Piccolo could say another word, another question came his way. “Why do I have to train? I’m not strong enough to fight.” Gohan said in bewilderment. “Oh, so you’re not strong enough?” With that, Piccolo picked Gohan up and threw him at a mountain.

Gohan was horrified. He found himself beginning to panic. Gohan closed his eyes as he neared the mountain. He braced himself for the impact and for the pain that would follow. It never came though. Gohan opened his eyes when he felt some one catch him. “Aren’t strong enough, then explain to me how you did that.” Piccolo turned Gohan towards the mountain. Gohan was shocked to see that the top of the mountain was gone. The mountain was now one third shorter then it was before.

“Did I do that?” Gohan gasped. “You sure did kid.” Piccolo grinned. He hadn’t expected Gohan to do so much damage. He was turning out to be stronger than Piccolo thought. “Listen kid if you can survive in the wilderness for six months, you’ll start training with me for the last six.” With that, Piccolo put Gohan on the ground and flew to a place where the four year old couldn’t see him, but he could see the four year old.

Goku was in front of King Yenma’s desk. Kami-sama had just arrived. He was talking to King Yenma about letting Goku train with someone named Kaio-sama. With explaining Chikyuusei’s predicament and Goku’s worthiness, he was finally allowed to go. The route to Kaio-sama’s was a path called Snakeway. With a couple of warnings, Goku was sent on his way.

Meanwhile Kami-sama sent Mr. Popo to Chikyuusei’s surface to tell Goku’s friends not to wish him back and to gather the other z-senshi for training with Kami-sama.

Kuririn stepped up to the door and gulped. He braced himself for the fury that would soon be upon him. Kuririn raised his fist to knock on the door, but before flesh could make contact with wood, the door burst open. Before Kuririn stood Chichi, looking as if she were a mother dragon who had caught red handed a creature feasting on her eggs. Kuririn began to cower not noticing that Chichi was staring over his head.

She had been expecting Goku to be at the door. She looked around before her eyes finally settled on Kuririn. Her fury quickly subsided and only a slight frown remained. “Oh, Kuririn it’s you. Please come in.” She stepped aside and allowed Kuririn entry. Kuririn took a seat in the living room. “Hey, Kuririn! Look at the toys I brought for Gohan!” Oxking said sitting down across from Kuririn with his arms filled with toys.

Kuririn gulped. He hated being the bearer of bad news. How was he supposed to tell them? Chichi walked in and handed Kuririn something to drink. “Kuririn do you know where Goku and Gohan are?” Chichi gave Kuririn a suspicious stare. Kuririn sighed and took a deep breath. He sat up to his full height, which wasn’t much, and told her everything. When he was finished, Chichi just stared straight ahead of her. Then it all sank in and she put her head in her hands as sobs raked through her. Kuririn spent the next two hours trying to console her.

Kuririn walked into the Kame House. He was surprised to see Bulma was still there. She was on the phone when she noticed him. “I’ll be there soon O.K. Bye, Yamcha. I love you too. No I love you more. No I do. Na ah, I love you more. O.K. you hang up first. No you. You.” Finally, Bulma hung up the phone to find Kuririn pretending to gag behind her. She promptly smacked him on the top of his head.

“Very funny Kuririn. Anyway, how did Chichi take the news?” Kuririn rubbed his stinging head then replied, “She didn’t take it to well. When I left, she had stopped crying as hard. By the way, Bulma I thought you would have left by now. Why are you staying?” “Oh snap, I forgot to tell you. Mr. Popo stopped by earlier. He said Kami-sama wanted to train all of the remaining Z-senshi. Come on I’ll give you all a ride up to the Lookout.” Bulma informed him. When they got outside Bulma uncapsulated her aircar.

Raditsu was sitting in his pod flying through space. He couldn’t believe what a simple mission had turned into. He was replaying every event in his head. Then the thought occurred to him. Why was he getting involved in Chikyuusei’s problems? His conscience quickly answered. Because he had been the cause of it in an indirect way. If he hadn’t gone there then none of this would have happened. Besides, Kakkorot had grown fond of the planet and any idiot could see that it meant everything to him. Since Kakkorot was dead, it was Raditsu’s responsibility, being his older brother, to protect the home of his wife and child. Raditsu began to write the necessary report before activating the sleep inducing gas in his ship.

They had heard the whole thing. Their younger brother was such an idiot. They had told him a million times not to play around with seiyajin. The species had the habit of making a come back if left alive for too long. They didn’t much care if Okami was dead. It was bound to happen eventually. What they were interested in were these so called ’Dragonballs’. If it was true that they could grant any wish then the two remaining brothers could wish for immortality. They had finished purging their designated planet and were now on their way to the blue planet Chikyuu.

After picking everyone up Bulma was now flying upwards towards the Lookout. Kuririn was explaining to the others the magnitude of Raditsu and Okami’s power. Bulma had tried over the phone but she wasn’t a fighter so she couldn’t really get into the details too much. “Whoa, are you sure even with a year’s training we’ll be able to stand a chance against these guys? I mean their supposed to be stronger than that Okami guy and he was able to beat Goku with little effort.” Yamcha said a little worried. “Does it matter we at least have to try.” Tien interjected. “Besides Raditsu said he was going to bring help and I’m sure that when Goku gets wished back he’ll be unstoppable.” Kuririn reassured. Bulma had filled everyone in on Goku’s situation.

Finally, they were on the Lookout. After everyone had said good-bye and she had greeted Kami-sama Bulma took off. She was going in search of the Dragonballs and without any of the Z-senshi’s help, it was going to take a while. The Z-senshi turned to Kami-sama and waited for him to talk. He told them of a room on the Lookout that they would be training in. It would send them into the past so they could fight against seiyajin back when they were under the service of Freezer. He was hoping that this would give them an idea of what those under Freezer fought like.

It wasn’t long before all of the Z-senshi were defeated. When they emerged only seriousness could be seen on their faces. They had been thrashed and their opponents had been unbelievably strong. What really had gotten to them was the way they had been defeated. The seiyajin had just kept pummeling them only letting up to go start on someone else. “Kami-sama we’re ready to train.” Kuririn stated. Kami-sama couldn’t help but smile. He was proud of the Z-senshi. He could not have picked better people to be Chikyuusei’s defenders.

He knew that they would train and fight with all they had as long as they were able to be a service to the planet. Kami-sama began their training. He was going to push them to their limits and beyond. They were Chikyuu’s only hope and he was going to make sure they were properly trained.

Everything was happening to Gohan excessively fast. After Piccolo had left, a series of events had taken place leading to Gohan being on top of a tall mountain. Gohan was on the verge of tears. He was hungry and missed his parents. What he missed the most now was his mom’s cooking. As he sat on the top of the mountain, he began thinking of his favorite dishes.

That’s when he noticed the moon. He had never seen a moon like it before. It was so big and round. It also seemed to have an unusual sliver glow. That’s when Gohan felt it. It was a weird feeling. He was getting more hostile and he didn’t know why. Eventually his mind went blank. His body was going through a transformation that generations of his ancestors had gone through before him. The same transformation had saved the seiyajin during their war with the tsurufujin. Gohan had transformed into his weremonkey form, his oozaru form.

Bulma had picked up the Dragonballs at the Sons’ house. She stayed long enough to give support to Chichi. Now she was on her way to pick up the next one. She was very worried. They had been in hopeless situations before but not to this extent. The people who were headed towards her home weren’t coming to take over the world but kill every living one of them. Even her beloved friend Goku, who she had thought to be invincible, had died at their hands. Sure, she could wish him back. However, it didn’t change the fact that he had died.

Bulma could almost cry. Not only was Goku dead but his son would be involved in this fight as well. She couldn’t even imagine what all this was like for Gohan. When this was all over, (She wasn’t even going to consider Chikyuu’s demise.) she was going to do something extra special for him. Feeling a little bit better now having something to do after she finished collecting the Dragonballs, for she hated being idle when the world was in danger, Bulma landed her vehicle and went out to retrieve the Dragonball.

Piccolo had sensed the strange energy. It resembled Gohan’s but was far more powerful and animalistic. Fearing something had happened to him Piccolo flew to where he knew the boy was. That’s when he caught sight of the huge monkey. It was demolishing everything in its path. Piccolo quickly remembered some things about the seiyajin race that he had learned while talking to Raditsu. This was the oozaru transformation that Raditsu had wanted to use against Okami but had no way of attaining it.

Piccolo raked his memory for a way to stop it. He finally came up with two options. One, blow up the moon. Piccolo didn’t like that one. Blowing up the moon would just put the world into hysterics since the satellite controlled the tides. Two, cut off Gohan’s tail. It was the better option even if Raditsu would be furious when he found out.

Piccolo flew behind the out of control youngster and swiftly used a ki blast to disconnect the tail. Gohan quickly shrank back to his normal size. Piccolo approached him to find that the boy was sleeping. He materialized a new set of clothing for the boy seeing how his old ones were destroyed. His new clothes were designed after his father’s with one difference. Instead of the Muten Roshi’s symbol on the back, it was Piccolo’s. Piccolo also created a sword for the boy. With that, Piccolo went back to his own training.

AN: Hi, it’s me Blissfulrain. Sorry it took so long, but this chapter was a hard one to write. This chapter is just to show what all the Z-senshi are doing in the beginning of the year. The next one will show them at the end leading into the arrival of Okami’s brothers. On another note, I never did like that Piccolo blew up the moon so in this fic he didn’t. I would like to thank the following people for reviewing: dfd, darkwolfstoppable- I don’t want to spoil it but yes to your first question and the second is my secret, dark dragon 00- Bardock will be in this fic. O.k. this is very important. I need names for Okami’s brothers. If you have any suggestions please tell me in a review. This would really help me out and I would be immensely grateful. Until next chapter, Je ne.