Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Warrior Soul ❯ Koshou ( Chapter 2 )

Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ, nor do I claim to do so. I make no profit off my work. Everything that everybody knows is DBZ in this story belongs to Akira Toriyama, anything doesn't belongs to me. Please do not use my character, Naa, without my permission. Enjoy all!

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Koshou

Old man, priest, eminence, those are the names he has been called over the recent decades, if not centuries. Nobody really knows how old he is. All the villagers really know is that his hair and beard are snowy white, skin tanned darkly from long exposure to the sin over the years, eyes still a bright vivid purple which hasn't faded with age. Moreover, that he posses the most knowledge than any other person on the planet.

His race, which are called Telvoc's, were extremely long lived before the great disaster. Their life spans were hundreds of years, but with the changing of the planet's orbit and the Telvoc's adapting a more simpler way of life without the advantages of their advance technology, their life spans are at the mercy of nature. Their more simplified way of living has a habit of killing people in their prime. Young and old warriors alike are killed on the hunt or on long perilous treks to other villages. With this harsher way of life nobody really gets a chance to discover how old a person can really get. That is why the few elders they do have are treated with respect and revered for their wisdom.

The priest's eyes crinkle in a silent smile as he remembers some of the other names he has been called over the centuries. Fool, Professor, Captain... The priest shakes his head to dispel the memories of centuries ago. He focuses his attention on the present as he strides up to a large set of double doors. They are made of some sort of crystalline material with carvings engraved in them. With no sense of reverence his attendants would show (and be appalled for his lack of show) the priest just pushes the doors open and enters the chambers. Going down the steps he stops at the center of the circle engraved on the floor. The priest looks up at the most revered object of his culture. A hollow circle, made of a metal his people had long forgotten to gather and create, surrounded by stone pillars on both the left and right side and along the top. With a sigh the priest closes his eyes and breathes in the clear, crisp air from a long forgotten air filtration system.

Haki, his top aide, quietly enters the room and silently stands behind the priest. With his eyes still closed the priest addresses Haki.

"Ah, Haki... this room is truly a mix of magic and technology. Wouldn't our people be appalled to discover this technology?"

Haki, who is privy to the priest's true origins, agrees. "Hai sensei, most of the technology has deteriorated over the many decades, but through our gods we can activate the gate for the calling ritual."

"The Gods will answer our prayers tonight and send us our Kyuusai-sha." Turning quickly the priest faces Haki and commands, "Bring in the twelve priests to prepare for the Koshu ritual. It must be done tonight before the Hakai-sha kills us all."

"Hai sensei." Haki bows then strides quickly out of the room.

With one last glance at the gate the priest leaves the room to search for the chief.

About a mile outside the village the one whom the villagers call the Hakai-sha lands. Checking the instrument on the side of her head again she gets a more accurate reading of the occupants power level of the occupants of the village.

"Well Naa, the scouter says they can put up somewhat of a fight ... but they still won't last long against a Saiya-jin such as me." The female calling herself Naa says to herself. "Let's make otusan proud. After all we are elite Saiya-jin warriors." Reading the scouter again she comments, "Hmm ... they should last a few days, two maybe three if I'm lucky, but I seriously doubt it." Suddenly her stomach growls. "EEhhh... I'm hungry. Maybe I should hunt before attacking this hovel." Rotating her right shoulder she warms up before her hunt. Standing up after a few stretches Naa wraps her tail around her waist. "Ikimasu." And flies off to look for food.

Adjusting her scouter to lower lifeform levels, the Saiya-jin called Naa grumbled at the lack of size or amount of animal life on the planet. *Che…nothing worth eating here but a bunch of grub snakes, but I got to eat. I like fighting on a full stomach, it's more satisfying.*

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"Gohan, are you going to stay the night?" Chi-Chi asked.

"Hai okasan, I thought I would stay a few days and study." Gohan answered.

"Yo, Gohan, we still need to practice for the tournament." Goten says around a mouthful of rice.

"Hey, it's not me that needs to practice, Goten, it's you! What makes you think you're better than me anywise little brother, you're puny." Gohan says making a muscle.

Insulted, Goten spits his rice out to make come back. "No way, baka!!" Goten says bopping Gohan on the head with his now empty bowl, "I'm way better than you!"

"Well at least I get dates." Gohan says with a grin.

"Why you…" Goten launches himself at Gohan, tackling him to the ground, rolling all over the kitchen floor. Gokou briefly looks up from his eating, and sees both his sons wrestling on the floor, leans his chair back on it's hind legs and shouts muffled encouragement to them around a mouth full of food, madly waving a huge chicken leg. Grunts and groans can be heard as fists land each rolling madly to get on top for the advantage. They were not paying attention to the destruction they have left in their wake or in which direction they were heading. Which was currently toward Gokou, who was no longer paying attention to their wrestling but was more interested in consuming the rest of the food on the table. Gohan and Goten rolled right into the back of Gokou's chair, knocking him backwards. On his way over the back of his chair Gokou's feet sent the table, and food, flying in all directions in the air. Then ensuing noise brings Chi-Chi into the room and the three tense when they see her eyes go wide.

"Now you have done it!" She approaches them with a wooden spoon, waving it madly. "You have disturbed your father during his dinner time and have made a mess of my dining room. How many times have I told you if you want to fight then go outside. Now GET OUT!"

Gohan and Goten look at each other sheepishly and then look to Gokou, who only shrugs and says, "Better listen to your mother."

"Hush up Gokou, you're in trouble too, you didn't even stop them."

"But Chi-Chi…" Gokou says.

"No buts." Chi-Chi says, arms folded, glaring at the trio.

"But okasan…" Gohan and Goten pleads.

"I said no buts, now out…out…OUT!" Chi-Chi's voice raises each time she yelled "out."

Gokou, Gohan, and even Gokou, with a last grab at the rest of the chicken, ran out of the house with Chi-Chi close behind waving a frying pan threateningly at them.

"Gokou, get back here. Look at the mess Gohan and Goten made. You need to get back here and clean up this mess!" Chi-Chi yells, still chasing after them.

Gokou, with his cheeks full of food nods his head up towards the sky, with three similar grins, they take flight.

"Arrggghhh." Chi-Chi screeches, "No fair Gokou, you know I can't fly!"

They look back to see Chi-Chi hopping up and down waving the frying pan furiously.

"Okasan isn't going to be happy with us." Gohan commented.

"Yep," Gokou sighs, "We better not come back tonight, it'll give Chi-Chi time to clean up the mess and calm down."

"Oh, okasan was really mad." Goten says, "Where are we going to spend the night otusan?"

"There is a cave up north a few miles I stay at from time to time when I'm training. It has blankets and some food." Gokou says, finishing the last of the chicken he took off the table before Chi-Chi chased them out. Licking his fingers Gokou enjoys the memory of dinner. "Of course it's nothing like your okasan's cooking and it's not nearly enough to feed the three of us, so we'll have to go hunting. We might as well stay a few days to train some more for the Tenkaichi Budokai."

Goten and Gohan nod their heads in unison. Then the three Saiya-jins fly north with Gokou in the lead.

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