Post by Krillin on Nov 7, 2010 21:05:23 GMT -5
Chapter 28:
Fight Against Garlic Jr.
(I hated this saga, it was a continuation of a movie that really couldn't be fit into the DBZ time line. So, I'm including the final battle, and only as an excuse to to show Gohan's power off)
Krillin and Piccolo brought up a defensive stance. In front of them were Garlic Jr. and his minions, the "Spice Boys." Garlic Jr. had arrived on the Lookout and imprisoned Kami and Mr. Popo and spread the Black Water Mist all over Earth, turning every living thing it came into contact with evil. Goku was still somewhere off in outer space, Vegeta was off looking for him, and Gohan was nowhere to be found. Everybody else, except Yajirobe, Korin, and Marron, Krillin's girlfriend, were under the influence of the Black Water Mist.
I really wish Gohan was here, thought Piccolo. We could really use his help. But would he even be enough? Even after Namek, Krillin and I still aren't strong enough to beat these guys.
"Tell me, Krillin," said Garlic Jr., looking at Krillin. "Where is Goku and his son, Gohan? I need to find them to exact my revenge."
"I don't know!" shouted Krillin. "Goku hasn't returned from space yet, and Gohan's somewhere down there!" We could use their help right now!
"Boys, see if you can make him talk," said Garlic Jr., gesturing at Krillin, not believing him. "Once you beat one of the two's locations out of them, inform me so we can go and get them."
"Why don't you try?" said Krillin. He raised his hands to charge up an attack. "Ka...me...ha...me..."
Garlic Jr. held up a glass bottle containing Kami. "If you attack me, you'll also have roasted Kami!"
One of the Spice Boys moved forward to attack Krillin. He punched Krillin in the jaw, sending him flying backwards. He gave chase and kicked Krillin down into the floor, sliding along until he nearly fell off the Lookout.
"Krillin!" shouted Piccolo, chasing after his comrade. Another Spice Boy appeared in front of him.
"I've got a present for ya!" He punched Piccolo in the stomach, knocking him to his knees.
"Master Garlic, can we play with our newfound friends?" asked the Spice Boy attacking Krillin.
Garlic moved back and summoned a massive throne. "Yes, you may have sport with them until Gohan or Goku arrives."
"Then I guess the fun is over," said a voice from overhead. Gohan had finally arrived, landing on the lookout.
"Ah," said Garlic. "I've been waiting for you. Boys, take him prisoner! I want to talk to him and I need to make sure he won't attack me first."
"If they can hold me," said Gohan, "I'll talk to you. But they're far more likely to fail."
"Young boy, our powers have been boosted by the power of the Makyo Star! You can't possibly hope to defeat us."
The Spice Boys launched themselves at Gohan. Gohan simply dodged them all, then knocked each one unconscious in turn. "So, I'll think listen to you anyways. Did you have anything interesting to say?"
"Where is your father? I'd like to see his face when he realizes his only son is going to die." Garlic got up off his thrown and walked forward. "After all, I am immortal. You can't possibly hope to defeat me."
"And you can't even begin to understand how wrong you are," said Gohan.
Krillin and Piccolo moved to either side of Gohan. "Gohan, good of you to show up!" said Krillin.
"It's about time, kid," said Piccolo. "Now, let's get him!"
"No," said Gohan. "You guys stay out of this. I'll take him on single handedly."
"ARE YOU INSANE!" shouted Krillin. "We didn't even stand a chance against his soldiers! This guy is immortal! He can't die!"
"No," said Gohan, "but I can make him wish he could."
"Oh, so clever, boy!" said Garlic, laughing. "To think that a mere child could dream of matching my power- it's just funny! You don't understand how powerful I am!"
"I could say the same for you," said Gohan. "Now, give up, or you will regret messing with the people of Earth."
Garlic held up the glass bottles containing Mr. Popo and Kami. "If you attack me, I'll kill these two. You can't possibly hope to stop me in time."
Suddenly, the glass bottles were gone. Garlic looked around for them. "Looking for these?" asked Gohan, holding the bottles up. "I guess I'm too fast for you." He gave them to Piccolo. "Free them. I'll deal with Garlic."
Piccolo broke the top off the bottles and threw them on the ground. "You two go and spread the Sacred Water! We'll deal with these goons!"
Garlic was seething with rage. "That's it! Now you've done it!" He smiled. "I want to show you something. Look to the sky! The Makyo Star! It's warm glow revives me and fills me with incredible strength! And after 12,000 years it's made it's way to Earth! Can you feel it? Now that it's finally arrived, I will become 10x powerful than I have ever been before! There's nothing you can do to stop me!"
Garlic spread his arms and gritted his teeth. A bright, white aura surrounded him. The lookout began to collapse around them. Garlic's body began to grow larger and larger, eventually reaching a much larger size than he'd been before.
Piccolo and Krillin opened their eyes, seeing light. They saw that they were now outside the Lookout, Gohan having pulled them out before the building could collapse around them.
What is it with Gohan? thought Piccolo. He seems so calm. Like he knows there's no way he can lose.
Garlic made his way out of the Lookout. "Now, with the power of the Makyo Star," he said, his voice much deeper, "you have no chance at beating us."
The four Spice Boys also transformed, becoming much larger.
"So what," said Gohan. "I could still beat you all single handedly."
"What are you talking about, Gohan?" asked Piccolo. "Can't you feel their power?"
"Yes, and that's why I'm so confident." He turned back to Garlic and his men. "Your transformations are impressive, but now it's my turn."
"KRILLIN!" shouted Piccolo. "I think Gohan's lost it."
The two backed away from the half-Saiyan. "Gohan, are you feeling alright?" asked Krillin.
Gohan simply started screaming, a golden light surrounding him.
"What's he doing?" asked Krillin, confused.
"I'm not sure," said Piccolo. "But can you sense his power level?"
Krillin watched as the golden light subsided. Gohan stood there, slightly more muscular, eyes green, hair blond, aura golden.
"Gohan!" sputtered Krillin. "Your hair- your eyes- your body- your aura! What the heck happened to you, bro?"
"I'll tell you after I finish these guys off," said Gohan. "For now, I have some unfinished business."
"So, you changed your hair and eye color," said Garlic, not impressed. "And now your aura's golden. You still have no chance. Not while we have the power of the Makyo Star."
Gohan said nothing. Instead, he simply vanished, reappearing in front of the four Spice Boys, punching each one in the stomach. They collapsed from the pain, writhing on the ground.
"How- how did you move so quickly?" asked Garlic. "You suddenly can move faster than even I can see!"
"It's a transformation known as Super Saiyan," said Gohan. "It increases my power past that which you can comprehend."
"Gohan's a Super Saiyan?" asked Krillin, sputtering again.
"It still pales in comparison to my power," said Garlic, moving to attack Gohan. He launched a punch, which only passed through Gohan's after-image.
Looking for where Gohan had gone, Garlic was surprised when all of a sudden the half-Saiyan reappeared behind him, smashing him to the floor.
"You know what's funny?" asked Gohan. "That's exactly what Frieza thought before my dad and I taught him otherwise."
"You little brat!" shouted Garlic, throwing a few punches that Gohan easily dodged. Finally, he stopped, snarling. "You may be stronger than me, but let's see you stop this!" He opened a rift in the sky to the Dead Zone.
Gohan simply put a shield around Piccolo and Krillin. "Masenko-HA!" he shouted, launching the attack Piccolo had taught him. He didn't waste it on Garlic, though- he launched the attack at the Makyo Star, destroying it.
Garlic could only scream in disbelief as his power left him and he and his henchmen were sucked into the Dead Zone. Garlic was trapped once again.
Gohan lifted the shield over Krillin and Piccolo and landed.
"Alright, Gohan," said Piccolo. "I have a few questions I need answered. First, when did this happen?"
Gohan turned to face his mentor. "It happened exactly when Bulma suggested it may have happened. When I went off to avenge my dad. Frieza pushed me over the edge, and I transformed. I tore into him afterwards, but was too drained to do much lasting damage. Then my dad returned, and I accidentally dropped it."
"Alright. Second, why did you keep this secret?"
Gohan looked into the sky, where Vegeta had gone, looking for Gohan's father. "One, I was worried Vegeta would find out. I really didn't want him to know, since then he'd follow me everywhere, trying to figure out how I did it. Two, I wanted to surprise you in one of our spars. When I felt I was getting close to being able to transform at will, I devoted all my free time to trying to finish it. It wasn't easy."
"Alright. Last question. How hard is it to control?"
"I'm getting more and more used to it every time I transform. The hardest part is still transforming to begin with. After that, it's somewhat easy to maintain, but just breaking the barrier takes a lot out of you. And it's hard to maintain for long periods of time. But if you focus enough, you get used to it."
"All right!" said Krillin. "With two Super Saiyans on our side, there's nothing that can stand up to us! We can fight against anything that challenges us!"
"No," said Gohan. "The transformation has it's limits. Frieza was able to defeat me after I transformed, because I used too much of my energy up, both before and during. I would have been dead if dad hadn't returned at that moment."
"Oh," said Krillin, slightly disappointed. "Still, it's good to have that kind of power. Even if it's not a be-all-end-all to all our problems. I mean, look how easily you handled Garlic Jr.! He didn't even stand a chance!"
"Yeah," said Gohan. "He was far less powerful than Frieza, so it was nothing to defeat him. Even if he was immortal."
"Right," said Piccolo. "You continue to surprise me, Gohan. I'm proud to have been one of your teachers."
"Yeah!" said Krillin. "Wait until the others find out!"
Gohan dropped the transformation, his hair and eyes going black again. "Actually, I was wondering if you guys would keep it between us. I don't have anything against them, just they might accidentally let something slip to Vegeta when he comes back. And I don't want to have to deal with him." Gohan scratched the back of his head in the fashion he inherited from his father. "And I kind of what to keep my mom from finding out. Who knows what she'd do."
"She'd probably tell you to never do it again," said Krillin. "She'd think it was unnatural."
"Yeah. In any case, we should probably go see the others. They've probably been cured by now."
The three shot off, heading towards Kame House, where they'd left the others.
-DBZ: SGTW-
Now that Gohan has mastered transforming to a Super Saiyan at will, who can stand against him? Find out in the next chapters of DBZ: Son Gohan the Warrior!
Chapter 29:
Frieza Returns
The door to Gohan's room opened, and the half-Saiyan's mother walked in.
"Gohan, we have a house guest," said Chi-Chi to her son. "This is Mr. Shuu. He's going to be your new tutor."
Behind her was a very strict-looking man. Everything about him was completely ordered, from his hair to his slanting eyebrows. Completing his sinister appearance was the whip he carried like it was his first-born son.
"But mom, why?" asked Gohan.
"He's here to help you take your studies to the next level. And I was thinking that you might want to get started today!"
"But can't I just study harder and forget about the tutor, mom?"
"NO. Until you have satisfied me that you're as devoted to your studies as you are to your martial arts training, you're going to be studying all day long."
"I will handle things from here, Mrs. Chi-Chi," said Mr. Shuu. "I will do what I can, but I am very strict. Often times slow children like this often need a little discipline."
Chi-Chi's adoring expression slipped a few notches. "My Gohan is not slow," she said.
"Of course not. Every parent thinks their child is a prodigy. I'm sure he's brilliant. That's why you hired a tutor. Now, please excuse us. We have work to do."
-DBZ: SGTW-
A few hours later, Gohan was still sitting at his desk, staring at his books. Man, why did mom have to hire a tutor? he thought to himself. I wish I could go train with Piccolo or someone.
"You're not focusing!" snapped Mr. Shuu, whipping Gohan across the back. Gohan, of course, barely felt the sting, feeling it as more of a tickle. The terrible tutor was going over one of Gohan's books. "And, I can see two mistakes on here already!"
"Mistakes are to learn from," said Gohan, not caring.
Mr. Shuu's face contorted with rage. He lifted his whip and smacked it against Gohan a few times, trying to get the boy's attention. "You do not talk back to me! I know your type." He coiled up his whip, holding it lovingly. "This might be the hardest lesson you've ever suffered through, but I'm sure your mother will appreciate the end results."
-DBZ: SGTW-
Gohan woke the next day to Mr. Shuu screaming. Gohan had latched onto his wrist, and was squeezing it. Realizing what he was doing, he let go immediately.
"What are you?" screamed Mr. Shuu, backing against the wall. "You- you madman! You almost broke my arm! How dare you attack me like that!"
"I was dreaming," said Gohan. He'd dreamed that his father had returned, then turned into Frieza and started shouting about how his father was never coming home.
"Well, it's about time you came to your senses!" said Mr. Shuu, gripping his wrist. "That's your father's influence, I bet. Martial Artist, I've heard the talk. Yes, he's a brainless brute."
Gohan climbed out of his chair and faced Mr. Shuu, his anger starting to rise. His eyes flashed a dangerous green.
"How dare you, you punk!" screamed Mr. Shuu. "Are you challenging me? Take this!" He lashed his whip at Gohan, who caught the whip before it could strike him.
"Unhand me, you barbarian!" said Mr. Shuu, trying to pry his whip from Gohan's grip.
"For your information, Mr. Shuu," said Gohan, "my father is not a brute! He's a great man! Is that clear?" He squeezed a little harder, the whip starting to crack along it's handle. His eyes flashed green again.
"You wouldn't!" Mr. Shuu backed up against the wall, flattening himself.
"Defend my dad's honor? You bet I would!"
"Let's talk about this! With your mother! MRS. CHI-CHI!"
The door opened a moment later. "Gohan, what are you doing?" asked Chi-Chi, watching her son advance on his tutor.
"He was saying dad's nothing but a brainless brute!" said Gohan, never taking his eyes off Mr. Shuu.
Chi-Chi rounded on Mr. Shuu. "Is this true?"
"Yes- but he's off fighting, abandoning you! If that's not a brainless brute, I don't know what is! And your son has caught the demon seed!"
Chi-Chi walked to the window, her eyes narrowed to a dangerous thinness. She threw the window open. Seconds later, Mr. Shuu was flying out the window, landing 25 feet away from the house.
"Wow, nice throw," said Gohan, looking outside.
"Thank you," said Chi-Chi, wiping her hands off.
"HOW DARE YOU!" shouted Mr. Shuu. "NOBODY THROWS MR. SHUU!" Seconds later, he was running, Chi-Chi right behind him, her frying pan raised high over her head.
-DBZ: SGTW-
Meanwhile, at Capsule Corp., the ground shook as a modified Space Pod came crashing down. Seconds later, the hatch opened, and Vegeta walked out.
"Vegeta!" shouted Yamcha, taking a fighting stance in case Vegeta went on the attack. "What are you doing here?"
"I was hoping that Kakarot would have returned by now," said Vegeta.
"You mean you didn't manage to find him?" asked Yamcha, surprised.
"Don't remind me," said Vegeta, moving directly in front of Yamcha. "I'm angry enough to hurt someone! And pounding you might just be the therapy I need!"
"Hey guys," said Bulma, walking over. "What's that awful smell? Ew, it's you," she said, pointing at Vegeta. "When's the last time you bathed, there, bud? You need a bath."
The others watched in shock as Bulma walked off, Vegeta following.
"SERVANT WOMAN!" shouted Vegeta as he finished showering. "BRING ME A DRYING CLOTH!"
"MY NAME IS BULMA!" shouted back Bulma from where she was sitting with the others. "GET YOUR OWN TOWEL!"
"WHAT IS WITH THESE GARMENTS?" shouted Vegeta even more angrily. He walked out. "Are they for a man or a woman?"
"They're the style around here," said Bulma simply. The others were struggling to hold back laughter at the sight of the Prince of all Saiyans wearing a pink shirt.
"Men in pink!" he said in disbelief. "How bizarre! This is ridiculous! I'm a warrior, not a variety of flower!"
The others were unable to hold back the laughter anymore. Vegeta stared at them, furious. "STOP THAT! STOP IT OR I'LL BLAST YOU ALL!"
The others stopped immediately. Vegeta was obviously distracted. "It can't be..." he muttered, staring into the sky.
-DBZ: SGTW-
Gohan was staring at his studies, distracted by what he sensed. The phone rang a moment later. He picked it up immediately.
"You feel that?" It was Krillin.
"I feel it, but I don't believe it," said Gohan. "Suit up and gather the others. We have to make a stand before he destroys the planet."
He set the phone down and put on his Battle Armor from Namek. Completing the look was his sword, which once again was latched on to his back.
-DBZ: SGTW-
"SO HE FAILED AFTER ALL!" shouted Vegeta, smashing his fist against the table. He shot into the air, Yamcha following after him.
"HEY!" shouted Bulma. "I WILL NOT BE LEFT BEHIND!" She pulled out a jet copter capsule. Climbing in, she took off after the others.
"Hey, Vegeta!" shouted Yamcha from behind the Saiyan. "Who is it?"
"IT'S FRIEZA!" shouted Vegeta, furious.
-DBZ: SGTW-
"Frieza! No way!" shouted Piccolo from where he was meditating. He shot into the air, heading towards where he sensed the energy of Gohan, who was on his way to the battle. He could sense Krillin, Vegeta, Yamcha, Tien, and Chiaotzu all heading to where they sensed the energy as well.
Piccolo caught up to Gohan a few minutes later. "I don't believe it! I thought King Kai said Goku beat Frieza!"
"I know," said Gohan. "But it looks like we've got to make a stand here. Either that, or Frieza could destroy the entire planet!"
-DBZ: SGTW-
"There it is," said Frieza from the viewing port. He had had mechanical replacements to all of his body parts that were missing, right down to his tail.
"Why don't we just destroy it from orbit?" asked the hulking figure next to him, his father, King Cold.
"Father, you're trying to spoil all of my fun," said the tyrant. "I want the Saiyan to see everything he's ever loved burnt to a crisp before his eyes." The enhancements to Frieza's body made him more powerful than ever. Not even the monkey can stand against me now.
"It seems your Saiyan friend is almost home," said King Cold, noticing a blip on the radar.
-DBZ: SGTW-
Gohan and Piccolo were joined by Krillin a moment later.
"The others are on their way," said Gohan, sensing the power levels of Vegeta, Yamcha, Tien, and Chiaotzu approaching. "But Frieza feels more powerful than ever!"
"Do you think you can beat him?" asked Krillin.
"I have to try," said Gohan. "If I can't, then we'd better hope dad shows up soon."
"Or for a miracle," said Krillin, remembering how Frieza had easily killed him.
They set down out of sight from where they'd sensed Frieza would land. The others landed a few moments later. Bulma set down and walked over, huffing angrily.
"I thought Kakarot defeated Frieza," said Vegeta, staring into the sky.
"I guess maybe not," said Gohan. "Frieza feels more powerful than ever!"
"You all stay out of my way," said Vegeta. "If there's anyone here who's going to defeat Frieza, it's me."
The others simply stared at Vegeta. "I don't see why we need to follow your orders!" said Yamcha. "The way I heard it, you backed down from fighting Gohan when you got back from Namek! He's obviously stronger than you are, so why do you seem to think you're in charge?"
Vegeta raised his fist in anger at the mention of his humiliation from Gohan. "I've been training. The brat's no match for me now!"
"Gohan," said Krillin, turning to the half-Saiyan. "Forget secrecy. You can't hold anything back in this fight. The fate of the Earth depends on it!"
"I know, Krillin," said Gohan. "I have no intentions of going easy on Frieza, and I'm sure he'll not be going easy on me."
Vegeta simply laughed. "What? So you're saying the kid is our best shot at beating Frieza? I'm the strongest here! It's me who will beat Frieza, not the boy!"
"HE'S HERE!" shouted Piccolo, who had been watching the skies. The others whipped around in horror as they saw Frieza's space ship come in for a landing. It set down on the other side of a nearby cliff.
"Listen," said Vegeta. "All of you stay out of my way!"
"No, Vegeta," said Gohan, powering up. "Everybody stays out of my way unless I need help."
Vegeta turned to glare at Gohan. He was shocked when, in a flash of gold, Gohan transformed into a Super Saiyan.
"Gohan!" exclaimed Bulma. "You've got blond hair! And green eyes!"
"WHAT?" Vegeta shouted, unable to believe it. "IMPOSSIBLE! THE BRAT'S A SUPER SAIYAN?"
"Yeah," said Piccolo, turning to face Vegeta. "He is. Do you still think you're stronger than him?"
Vegeta simply collapsed in shock. "I'M THE PRINCE OF ALL SAIYANS! HOW IS IT POSSIBLE THAT A HALF-SAIYAN BRAT IS MORE POWERFUL THAN I?"
"Oh, man!" said Yamcha, feeling Gohan's power. "He's incredible! I don't see how we can lose!"
Gohan judged Frieza's power. "You're right, Yamcha," he said. "I've gotten stronger since Namek. I should be able to beat Frieza. But no messing around. Only come if I need help."
Gohan shot off, heading towards Frieza's space ship. The others all flew to watch the fight from a safe distance, Vegeta following, still in shock.
"Wait a minute, guys!" said Yamcha. "What if Frieza picks us up on his scouters?"
"I don' think they'll be able to," said Bulma. "Scouters can only handle power levels far less than Gohan's. They'll break on his power before they can sense ours."
"You. Namek," said Vegeta, speaking for the first time in minutes. "Tell me. When did the brat achieve this level?"
"On Namek, shortly after his father," replied Piccolo. "Frieza pushed him over the edge, and Gohan transformed there."
"So you're saying the kid had this power when we arrived here on Earth?" asked Vegeta, thinking back on how Gohan's hair had seemed to flash blond, and his eyes green.
"Yes," said Piccolo. "He wasn't able to control it yet, though. But he managed to gain control of transforming just before we faced Garlic Jr."
-DBZ: SGTW-
Frieza and his father flew out of the ship in a protective bubble, which vanished the moment they set down.
"So this is the planet Earth," said Frieza. He closed his eyes. "My. How very quaint." He turned to the two dozen henchmen that had assembled outside of the ship. "Men! Fan out and find them! Show no mercy!"
"SIR YES SIR!" shouted all the henchmen. They shot into the air.
Suddenly, in a flash of light, ten of the henchmen fell to the ground, missing limbs or more. Frieza turned to face the newcomer.
It was a young man with lavender hair. He was wearing a blue jacket with Capsule Corp. logo, a black undershirt, gray pants, and had a sword strapped to his back, which he was just putting away from killing Frieza's henchmen. "So, you must be Frieza," said the mysterious stranger. "I've been waiting to meet you."
-DBZ: SGTW-
"Do you guys sense that power level?" asked Yamcha, stepping back. "It's equal to Gohan's!"
"It's incredible!" said Piccolo. "Who is he?" They stared at the lavender haired man.
-DBZ: SGTW-
Who is this mysterious young man? Why do the Z-Warriors think his power is so incredible? And can he and Gohan beat Frieza? Find out in the next chapter of DBZ: Son Gohan the Warrior!
Chapter 30:
A Third Super Saiyan?
"Now I'm going to destroy you," said the stranger.
"Well, we'd better run!" said Frieza, staring at the man. "Isn't that right, father?" He addressed the stranger again. "You don't know what you're up against."
"I know exactly what I'm up against, Frieza, and let me tell you," said the stranger. "I'm not worried. Make no mistake. I'm going to finish you once and for all."
Just then, Frieza was distracted by something behind the stranger. His eyes widened, and he began to panic when he saw a golden bolt of light shooting towards him. The stranger whipped around, sensing that something was coming.
It resolved itself into Gohan. The stranger took a step back in surprise. "Is... is that Gohan?" he whispered, completely surprised.
"So, you just don't know when to quit," said Gohan to Frieza, landing next to the stranger. "You finally get a chance to change your ways, and what do you do? Try for revenge on the person who showed you mercy. You're despicable."
Frieza continued to step back, panic gripping him. "I'd forgotten about the boy!" He stared into the green eyes he'd hated so much when they were staring at him out of Goku's face.
Gohan turned to face the stranger. "Listen, you don't know what you're dealing with. I suggest you get to safety while I deal with Frieza."
The stranger quickly recomposed yourself from the shock he'd experienced when Gohan had arrived. "Listen. I know what I'm doing. I know exactly what I'm dealing with. You're not the only Super Saiyan here."
Gohan turned and stared at the stranger. "Are you saying what I think you're saying?"
The stranger merely nodded. He began to power up, his own eyes turning green, his hair standing on end, turning blond.
"IMPOSSIBLE!" shouted Vegeta, now completely overwhelmed. "Kakarot and I are the only Saiyans left! The brat is half-Saiyan, so that makes three of us! How can there be another?"
Frieza was backing away in even more horror. "Not... not another one! This can't be happening!"
"Was it something I said?" asked the stranger to Frieza.
"We're about equal in power," said Gohan, sensing the other Super Saiyan's power level. Unsaid, though, was that Gohan was still holding back slightly. Just in case.
"Yes, we are. But which one of us gets to fight Frieza?" asked the stranger.
"How about we take turns?" suggested Gohan, staring at Frieza.
"THEY'RE DOING WHAT?" shouted Piccolo in shock.
"What?" asked Yamcha, wondering what the heck Piccolo was talking about. "You can't possibly hear what they're talking about from way out here!
"You forget my ears are a lot better than yours are," said Piccolo. "And in response to your question, I think they just agreed to take turns fighting Frieza."
Frieza steeled himself. "All right, which one of you is going to die first?" he asked, regaining most of his cockiness.
"You can go first," said Gohan. "I need to get a feel for his techniques. See if they've changed any." And get a feel for yours in case you turn on me later.
"Fine by me," the stranger said, stepping forward. "Alright, Frieza, you get four tries, two for each of us. If you defeat both of us, you win. If you lose, you die. If you only defeat one of us, well, I guess you get a one-on-one. Sound fair?"
"You cocky little monkey!" screamed Frieza, shooting an energy beam at the young man. "Let's see you block this!"
There was a colossal explosion. Frieza smiled. "Well, that's the end of them," he said, assuming he'd taken out both Super Saiyans.
"I would say that was all rather anti-climactic, wouldn't you?" asked King Cold to his son. "I mean, the little runts certainly didn't last very long, did they?"
"Well, what would you expect? They were only some-" Frieza's eyes widened in horror as he looked into the smoke.
Both the stranger and Gohan were completely unharmed. The stranger turned around and took a few steps away from Frieza. "You're up," he said to Gohan, pointing his thumb over his shoulder.
"Right," said Gohan, stepping up to take the young man's place. "I really hope that's not the best you can do," he shouted to Frieza. "Because if it is, you'd better give up now."
"WHY YOU DIRTY LITTLE MONKEY!" screamed Frieza. He raised his hand and charged up an even larger blast. "TAKE THIS!"
"FRIEZA!" shouted King Cold, as his son sent the blast flying at the half-Saiyan. "YOU'LL DESTROY US ALL!"
Gohan merely braced himself and caught the blast in his hands. It pushed him backwards for about twenty feet before Gohan forced it to separate into about a dozen smaller blasts, each impacting a good distance away.
"They're toying with Frieza!" said Tien, shocked.
"Yes, they are!" said Piccolo. "Frieza's too scared to fight head them head-on. His fight with Goku proved he was outclassed, so he's just trying to destroy them!"
Gohan straightened up. "Your turn again," he shouted to the other Super Saiyan, flashing a sly grin.
"It looks to me like you're running out of tricks, Frieza," shouted the young man.
Frieza snarled in frustration. His father smirked. "These Saiyans are really something else," he said.
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"I didn't think it was really possible, Bubbles," said King Kai, monitoring the battle from his planet. "But this new kid and Gohan are both much stronger than Frieza. And after all Frieza did on Planet Namek, I hope they clean his clock."
King Kai looked up into the sky. "YOU HEAR ME? KICK HIS BUTT, KIDS!"
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"That's two," said the stranger. "You have one more shot at each of us before we destroy you."
Frieza scowled. "It's time we put an end to this." He shot into the air, flying up. He raised one finger and began charging a massive ball of energy over his finger.
The two Super Saiyans watched as Frieza charged up his attack.
"Hurry up," shouted King Cold. "Are you going to end this or not?"
"JUST WATCH ME!" shouted Frieza, launching the ball directly at the ground. "THIS ONE'S FOR YOU, FATHER!"
The stranger didn't even try to move as the attack smashed into the ground, surrounding him. Gohan simply stood by and watched, knowing what was about to happen.
Frieza landed and walked towards his father.
"You know, Frieza," said King Cold, "you could have done this right from the start and saved us a good deal of effort."
"There's just no pleasing you, is there, father?" Suddenly, he turned around. The energy ball had started moving upwards instead of downwards. "There's no way!"
The stranger began carrying the energy ball up the slope from the crater it had begun to make.
Gohan simply grinned. "Need any help?" he shouted to his comrade.
"No, I think I've got it," said the stranger, passing over the top of the slope.
"Impossible!" shouted King Cold.
Frieza hopped off the top of the ship. "Why you little-"
"Excuse me," said the stranger. "Is this yours?"
Frieza twitched with outrage. He shot a small blast of energy into the ball, causing it to explode. When the smoke cleared, there was nothing to be seen of Gohan or the other Super Saiyan.
King Cold flew down to join his son. "Well done, Frieza. It only took you four tries to destroy those little boys."
"I was just warming up, father! That's all!"
On top of a nearby cliff, the two Super Saiyans looked down at the scene below. "I think that last one counts as a disqualification, don't you?" asked Gohan.
"Even if it didn't," replied the stranger, "that was four attacks."
The two charged up energy blasts. "Hey, Frieza!" shouted the stranger.
Frieza turned around and spotted the two just as they launched their energy blasts. Frieza and King Cold launched themselves into the air, narrowly avoiding death.
"When I get my hands on- WHAT?" shouted Frieza, suddenly looking upwards. Both Gohan and the stranger were above him, swords drawn. The stranger cut him in half lengthwise, Gohan then slicing him the halves into quarters with a sideways cut. The stranger then lifted his hand and used an energy blast, incinerating all that was left of Frieza's body.
"Frieza!" shouted King Cold in horror, watching his son finally be killed.
The two Super Saiyans sheathed their swords and turned to face King Cold.
"They beat Frieza!" said Vegeta. "Effortlessly! They didn't even need each others help! But who is the other one?"
The two Super Saiyans and King Cold landed on top of a pillar.
"Super Saiyans?" asked King Cold, smirking. "I'm impressed. To encounter fighters of your caliber is a rare occurrence indeed. But it does present quite an opportunity." King Cold approached the two. "You see, I could appreciate great talents such as yours. My eyes are not blinded by pride like my son's were." He spread his arms impressively. "Join me, and take Frieza's place at my side as the supreme rulers of the universe!"
"Not a chance," said the stranger.
"Nope. Count me out," said Gohan.
"Now don't be too hasty," continued King Cold. "Imagine. This world and every other world would be the merest of bubbles in your collection. Playthings for your amusement. Subject to your every whim." He realized the two weren't going to agree. "No? All right, but grant me this. Allow me to examine your swords. Weapons of such obvious quality practically beg to be admired."
The two Super Saiyans looked at one another. They drew their swords and tossed them to King Cold, handle first.
King Cold caught one in each hand, hefting them, examining every aspect. "Yes indeed. Remarkable craftsmanship for both swords. I'd go so far as to say they had the same maker, a skilled smith indeed. And I have a hunch that you two would not have defeated my son were it not for these swords." He looked at the two. "What do you say?"
Gohan merely shrugged, and the stranger said, "Believe what you want to."
King Cold raised the swords for battle. "Alright, I will. I say, without these swords you two are NOTHING. That's what I believe!" He swung each sword at their owners.
Both Gohan and the stranger simply grabbed onto their sword's blade. "So much for your little theory," said Gohan.
"You should know that a weapon doesn't make the man," said the young man. The two Super Saiyans began forcing King Cold backwards.
Gohan raised a hand towards King Cold. "WAIT YOU DIRTY LITTLE SAIYANS-" was all he got out before an energy blast sent him flying backwards.
Gohan lowered his hand so that it was pointing at where King Cold was now lying against a cliff.
"Wait, you can't," pleaded King Cold. "Please! I'm defenseless! I'm not bad. My son was evil, but not I! I wanted nothing but peace! I meant you no harm. I swear it. I-"
The stranger raised his hand and blasted King Cold. Gohan, seeing that King Cold was already finished, turned and blasted the space ship, destroying it and all the remaining henchmen on board.
"Just like that." said Krillin. "BAM! They're gone!"
"And neither of them have come close to breaking a sweat!" said Tien. "I'm glad Gohan's on our side, but is the other guy?"
Gohan and the other Super Saiyan each put their swords away. The stranger dropped his transformation, Gohan following suit after being 100 certain he wouldn't need it anymore.
"Not bad," said Gohan. "Sorry I doubted you at first."
"You may want to go get your friends from over there," said the stranger. "I'm pretty sure they'll all want to be around when Goku gets back."
"Wait- what?" asked Gohan, looking at the stranger intently. "What do you mean about my father?"
"He's going to be arriving in two hours. But I would only like to explain this once."
Gohan nodded and shot towards the others. "HEY, GUYS!" he shouted to them. "Come on over! He says my dad's getting back in two hours!"
"What- Goku's getting back today?" asked Krillin. He shot into the air towards the stranger, the others following suit, Vegeta still a little dazed from the shocks he'd had today. Bulma had latched onto Yamcha, who was not too happy with it.
"It's this way!" shouted the stranger, pointing. "Goku should be arriving there in a couple of hours!"
The brat may be a Super Saiyan, thought Vegeta, still staring at the ground, but the other one can't be. Of that I'm certain. He looked up, regaining his confidence.
The stranger checked his watch. "Wow, it still works off the original satellite! You rule, gramps!" He set down, his watch indicating that this was the place.
The others set down behind him, Gohan setting down in between them. Gohan noticed the others were staring at the stranger suspiciously. "Hey, guys, calm down. He's alright."
The stranger pulled out a capsule. Clicking the button, he threw it, revealing a refrigerator. He opened it. "Anyone want a cold drink? As I'm sure Gohan told you, Goku's not going to be arriving for two more hours."
Gohan walked forward and took an orange soda. "Thank you."
The others moved forward one by one, slowly trusting in Gohan's judgment. Vegeta, of course, stayed back, as did Piccolo.
Bulma turned to look the newcomer over. "Have we met? You look familiar."
The stranger turned away, shy. "No, sorry."
"Now," said Gohan. "How do you know my dad?"
The stranger turned to face Gohan. "Actually, I haven't met your dad before, I've only just heard of him."
"Then how do you know he's going to arrive at this spot in two hours?" asked Krillin.
The stranger looked down again. "Sorry, I can't say."
"Why not?" asked Vegeta, finally joining in the conversation. "I'll tell you! Because you're up to something. Tell us, tough guy, who are you?"
The stranger continued to stare at the ground.
"Hey, Vegeta, lay off," said Gohan. "Why did he help beat Frieza if he's up to something? He's a Super Saiyan, so-"
"That's impossible," said Vegeta. "Kakarot, I, and you are the only three who have Saiyan blood. How could he become a Super Saiyan when there's no possibility he has Saiyan blood?"
"Then explain how he managed to beat Frieza and his father with me?" asked Gohan. Since the stranger didn't seem to want to answer anything, Gohan thought it best to defend him.
"Well, I'm calling him a liar, not a weakling," said Vegeta.
Just then, Bulma noticed the Capsule Corp. logo on the stranger's jacket. "Hey, you've got our logo on your jacket! That's my dad's company! Are you one of our employees?"
"No, not exactly," said the young man. "Just a fan."
"Oh, I see. Well, tell me your name, and I'll recommend you to dad."
"I, uh, can't do that. I'm sorry, I know it's strange."
"Oh, mystery man," asked Bulma.
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One Hour Later...
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The Z-fighters and the stranger had fanned out around the area, getting comfortable while they waiting for the two hours to pass.
The stranger glanced at Vegeta, who was watching him intently. "What are you looking at?" snarled the Saiyan.
"It's nothing, uh, I just- like your shirt?" he said, more of a question than a statement.
"You would."
"Hey, Piccolo," said Gohan, walking up to his mentor. "Do you mind if I ask you something?"
"That depends on what it is," replied the Namek. "But go ahead."
"When Dende and the others left to resettle on that new planet, why didn't you go with them?"
"I might join them someday, but for now, I feel like my mission is here on Earth. Sometimes, connections to people run deeper than what color skin they have.
Bulma, meanwhile, had started up a whispered conversation with Krillin. "Is it just me, or do those two kind of look alike?" she asked, referring to the stranger and Vegeta.
"Well, now that you mention it," said Krillin, "I can kind of see a resemblance. Well, just in looks. That other guy seems pretty nice, but Vegeta has the personality of a stump."
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One Hour Later...
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The stranger's watch beeped. He stood up. "Well, that's it. Two hours have passed. Goku should be arriving any second now."
The Z-Warriors looked up. They then sensed something approaching.
"He's coming!" said Krillin.
"You're all nuts," said Bulma. "My woman's intuition doesn't sense anything."
"No, it's true!" shouted Gohan, excited. "He's finally home! My dad's back!"
They watched as a space pod came crashing down, making a huge crater where it landed. They all raced to the side of the crater, staring at the pod. They recognized it as being one of the Ginyu Force's pods.
The hatch opened, and Goku climbed out. He noticed his friends waiting at the top of the crater, cheering. "Hey guys! How did you know I was coming?"
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Goku has been reunited with his family and friends, but how did this mysterious stranger know he was coming? Find out in the next chapter of DBZ: Son Gohan the Warrior!
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Fight Against Garlic Jr.
(I hated this saga, it was a continuation of a movie that really couldn't be fit into the DBZ time line. So, I'm including the final battle, and only as an excuse to to show Gohan's power off)
Krillin and Piccolo brought up a defensive stance. In front of them were Garlic Jr. and his minions, the "Spice Boys." Garlic Jr. had arrived on the Lookout and imprisoned Kami and Mr. Popo and spread the Black Water Mist all over Earth, turning every living thing it came into contact with evil. Goku was still somewhere off in outer space, Vegeta was off looking for him, and Gohan was nowhere to be found. Everybody else, except Yajirobe, Korin, and Marron, Krillin's girlfriend, were under the influence of the Black Water Mist.
I really wish Gohan was here, thought Piccolo. We could really use his help. But would he even be enough? Even after Namek, Krillin and I still aren't strong enough to beat these guys.
"Tell me, Krillin," said Garlic Jr., looking at Krillin. "Where is Goku and his son, Gohan? I need to find them to exact my revenge."
"I don't know!" shouted Krillin. "Goku hasn't returned from space yet, and Gohan's somewhere down there!" We could use their help right now!
"Boys, see if you can make him talk," said Garlic Jr., gesturing at Krillin, not believing him. "Once you beat one of the two's locations out of them, inform me so we can go and get them."
"Why don't you try?" said Krillin. He raised his hands to charge up an attack. "Ka...me...ha...me..."
Garlic Jr. held up a glass bottle containing Kami. "If you attack me, you'll also have roasted Kami!"
One of the Spice Boys moved forward to attack Krillin. He punched Krillin in the jaw, sending him flying backwards. He gave chase and kicked Krillin down into the floor, sliding along until he nearly fell off the Lookout.
"Krillin!" shouted Piccolo, chasing after his comrade. Another Spice Boy appeared in front of him.
"I've got a present for ya!" He punched Piccolo in the stomach, knocking him to his knees.
"Master Garlic, can we play with our newfound friends?" asked the Spice Boy attacking Krillin.
Garlic moved back and summoned a massive throne. "Yes, you may have sport with them until Gohan or Goku arrives."
"Then I guess the fun is over," said a voice from overhead. Gohan had finally arrived, landing on the lookout.
"Ah," said Garlic. "I've been waiting for you. Boys, take him prisoner! I want to talk to him and I need to make sure he won't attack me first."
"If they can hold me," said Gohan, "I'll talk to you. But they're far more likely to fail."
"Young boy, our powers have been boosted by the power of the Makyo Star! You can't possibly hope to defeat us."
The Spice Boys launched themselves at Gohan. Gohan simply dodged them all, then knocked each one unconscious in turn. "So, I'll think listen to you anyways. Did you have anything interesting to say?"
"Where is your father? I'd like to see his face when he realizes his only son is going to die." Garlic got up off his thrown and walked forward. "After all, I am immortal. You can't possibly hope to defeat me."
"And you can't even begin to understand how wrong you are," said Gohan.
Krillin and Piccolo moved to either side of Gohan. "Gohan, good of you to show up!" said Krillin.
"It's about time, kid," said Piccolo. "Now, let's get him!"
"No," said Gohan. "You guys stay out of this. I'll take him on single handedly."
"ARE YOU INSANE!" shouted Krillin. "We didn't even stand a chance against his soldiers! This guy is immortal! He can't die!"
"No," said Gohan, "but I can make him wish he could."
"Oh, so clever, boy!" said Garlic, laughing. "To think that a mere child could dream of matching my power- it's just funny! You don't understand how powerful I am!"
"I could say the same for you," said Gohan. "Now, give up, or you will regret messing with the people of Earth."
Garlic held up the glass bottles containing Mr. Popo and Kami. "If you attack me, I'll kill these two. You can't possibly hope to stop me in time."
Suddenly, the glass bottles were gone. Garlic looked around for them. "Looking for these?" asked Gohan, holding the bottles up. "I guess I'm too fast for you." He gave them to Piccolo. "Free them. I'll deal with Garlic."
Piccolo broke the top off the bottles and threw them on the ground. "You two go and spread the Sacred Water! We'll deal with these goons!"
Garlic was seething with rage. "That's it! Now you've done it!" He smiled. "I want to show you something. Look to the sky! The Makyo Star! It's warm glow revives me and fills me with incredible strength! And after 12,000 years it's made it's way to Earth! Can you feel it? Now that it's finally arrived, I will become 10x powerful than I have ever been before! There's nothing you can do to stop me!"
Garlic spread his arms and gritted his teeth. A bright, white aura surrounded him. The lookout began to collapse around them. Garlic's body began to grow larger and larger, eventually reaching a much larger size than he'd been before.
Piccolo and Krillin opened their eyes, seeing light. They saw that they were now outside the Lookout, Gohan having pulled them out before the building could collapse around them.
What is it with Gohan? thought Piccolo. He seems so calm. Like he knows there's no way he can lose.
Garlic made his way out of the Lookout. "Now, with the power of the Makyo Star," he said, his voice much deeper, "you have no chance at beating us."
The four Spice Boys also transformed, becoming much larger.
"So what," said Gohan. "I could still beat you all single handedly."
"What are you talking about, Gohan?" asked Piccolo. "Can't you feel their power?"
"Yes, and that's why I'm so confident." He turned back to Garlic and his men. "Your transformations are impressive, but now it's my turn."
"KRILLIN!" shouted Piccolo. "I think Gohan's lost it."
The two backed away from the half-Saiyan. "Gohan, are you feeling alright?" asked Krillin.
Gohan simply started screaming, a golden light surrounding him.
"What's he doing?" asked Krillin, confused.
"I'm not sure," said Piccolo. "But can you sense his power level?"
Krillin watched as the golden light subsided. Gohan stood there, slightly more muscular, eyes green, hair blond, aura golden.
"Gohan!" sputtered Krillin. "Your hair- your eyes- your body- your aura! What the heck happened to you, bro?"
"I'll tell you after I finish these guys off," said Gohan. "For now, I have some unfinished business."
"So, you changed your hair and eye color," said Garlic, not impressed. "And now your aura's golden. You still have no chance. Not while we have the power of the Makyo Star."
Gohan said nothing. Instead, he simply vanished, reappearing in front of the four Spice Boys, punching each one in the stomach. They collapsed from the pain, writhing on the ground.
"How- how did you move so quickly?" asked Garlic. "You suddenly can move faster than even I can see!"
"It's a transformation known as Super Saiyan," said Gohan. "It increases my power past that which you can comprehend."
"Gohan's a Super Saiyan?" asked Krillin, sputtering again.
"It still pales in comparison to my power," said Garlic, moving to attack Gohan. He launched a punch, which only passed through Gohan's after-image.
Looking for where Gohan had gone, Garlic was surprised when all of a sudden the half-Saiyan reappeared behind him, smashing him to the floor.
"You know what's funny?" asked Gohan. "That's exactly what Frieza thought before my dad and I taught him otherwise."
"You little brat!" shouted Garlic, throwing a few punches that Gohan easily dodged. Finally, he stopped, snarling. "You may be stronger than me, but let's see you stop this!" He opened a rift in the sky to the Dead Zone.
Gohan simply put a shield around Piccolo and Krillin. "Masenko-HA!" he shouted, launching the attack Piccolo had taught him. He didn't waste it on Garlic, though- he launched the attack at the Makyo Star, destroying it.
Garlic could only scream in disbelief as his power left him and he and his henchmen were sucked into the Dead Zone. Garlic was trapped once again.
Gohan lifted the shield over Krillin and Piccolo and landed.
"Alright, Gohan," said Piccolo. "I have a few questions I need answered. First, when did this happen?"
Gohan turned to face his mentor. "It happened exactly when Bulma suggested it may have happened. When I went off to avenge my dad. Frieza pushed me over the edge, and I transformed. I tore into him afterwards, but was too drained to do much lasting damage. Then my dad returned, and I accidentally dropped it."
"Alright. Second, why did you keep this secret?"
Gohan looked into the sky, where Vegeta had gone, looking for Gohan's father. "One, I was worried Vegeta would find out. I really didn't want him to know, since then he'd follow me everywhere, trying to figure out how I did it. Two, I wanted to surprise you in one of our spars. When I felt I was getting close to being able to transform at will, I devoted all my free time to trying to finish it. It wasn't easy."
"Alright. Last question. How hard is it to control?"
"I'm getting more and more used to it every time I transform. The hardest part is still transforming to begin with. After that, it's somewhat easy to maintain, but just breaking the barrier takes a lot out of you. And it's hard to maintain for long periods of time. But if you focus enough, you get used to it."
"All right!" said Krillin. "With two Super Saiyans on our side, there's nothing that can stand up to us! We can fight against anything that challenges us!"
"No," said Gohan. "The transformation has it's limits. Frieza was able to defeat me after I transformed, because I used too much of my energy up, both before and during. I would have been dead if dad hadn't returned at that moment."
"Oh," said Krillin, slightly disappointed. "Still, it's good to have that kind of power. Even if it's not a be-all-end-all to all our problems. I mean, look how easily you handled Garlic Jr.! He didn't even stand a chance!"
"Yeah," said Gohan. "He was far less powerful than Frieza, so it was nothing to defeat him. Even if he was immortal."
"Right," said Piccolo. "You continue to surprise me, Gohan. I'm proud to have been one of your teachers."
"Yeah!" said Krillin. "Wait until the others find out!"
Gohan dropped the transformation, his hair and eyes going black again. "Actually, I was wondering if you guys would keep it between us. I don't have anything against them, just they might accidentally let something slip to Vegeta when he comes back. And I don't want to have to deal with him." Gohan scratched the back of his head in the fashion he inherited from his father. "And I kind of what to keep my mom from finding out. Who knows what she'd do."
"She'd probably tell you to never do it again," said Krillin. "She'd think it was unnatural."
"Yeah. In any case, we should probably go see the others. They've probably been cured by now."
The three shot off, heading towards Kame House, where they'd left the others.
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Now that Gohan has mastered transforming to a Super Saiyan at will, who can stand against him? Find out in the next chapters of DBZ: Son Gohan the Warrior!
Chapter 29:
Frieza Returns
The door to Gohan's room opened, and the half-Saiyan's mother walked in.
"Gohan, we have a house guest," said Chi-Chi to her son. "This is Mr. Shuu. He's going to be your new tutor."
Behind her was a very strict-looking man. Everything about him was completely ordered, from his hair to his slanting eyebrows. Completing his sinister appearance was the whip he carried like it was his first-born son.
"But mom, why?" asked Gohan.
"He's here to help you take your studies to the next level. And I was thinking that you might want to get started today!"
"But can't I just study harder and forget about the tutor, mom?"
"NO. Until you have satisfied me that you're as devoted to your studies as you are to your martial arts training, you're going to be studying all day long."
"I will handle things from here, Mrs. Chi-Chi," said Mr. Shuu. "I will do what I can, but I am very strict. Often times slow children like this often need a little discipline."
Chi-Chi's adoring expression slipped a few notches. "My Gohan is not slow," she said.
"Of course not. Every parent thinks their child is a prodigy. I'm sure he's brilliant. That's why you hired a tutor. Now, please excuse us. We have work to do."
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A few hours later, Gohan was still sitting at his desk, staring at his books. Man, why did mom have to hire a tutor? he thought to himself. I wish I could go train with Piccolo or someone.
"You're not focusing!" snapped Mr. Shuu, whipping Gohan across the back. Gohan, of course, barely felt the sting, feeling it as more of a tickle. The terrible tutor was going over one of Gohan's books. "And, I can see two mistakes on here already!"
"Mistakes are to learn from," said Gohan, not caring.
Mr. Shuu's face contorted with rage. He lifted his whip and smacked it against Gohan a few times, trying to get the boy's attention. "You do not talk back to me! I know your type." He coiled up his whip, holding it lovingly. "This might be the hardest lesson you've ever suffered through, but I'm sure your mother will appreciate the end results."
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Gohan woke the next day to Mr. Shuu screaming. Gohan had latched onto his wrist, and was squeezing it. Realizing what he was doing, he let go immediately.
"What are you?" screamed Mr. Shuu, backing against the wall. "You- you madman! You almost broke my arm! How dare you attack me like that!"
"I was dreaming," said Gohan. He'd dreamed that his father had returned, then turned into Frieza and started shouting about how his father was never coming home.
"Well, it's about time you came to your senses!" said Mr. Shuu, gripping his wrist. "That's your father's influence, I bet. Martial Artist, I've heard the talk. Yes, he's a brainless brute."
Gohan climbed out of his chair and faced Mr. Shuu, his anger starting to rise. His eyes flashed a dangerous green.
"How dare you, you punk!" screamed Mr. Shuu. "Are you challenging me? Take this!" He lashed his whip at Gohan, who caught the whip before it could strike him.
"Unhand me, you barbarian!" said Mr. Shuu, trying to pry his whip from Gohan's grip.
"For your information, Mr. Shuu," said Gohan, "my father is not a brute! He's a great man! Is that clear?" He squeezed a little harder, the whip starting to crack along it's handle. His eyes flashed green again.
"You wouldn't!" Mr. Shuu backed up against the wall, flattening himself.
"Defend my dad's honor? You bet I would!"
"Let's talk about this! With your mother! MRS. CHI-CHI!"
The door opened a moment later. "Gohan, what are you doing?" asked Chi-Chi, watching her son advance on his tutor.
"He was saying dad's nothing but a brainless brute!" said Gohan, never taking his eyes off Mr. Shuu.
Chi-Chi rounded on Mr. Shuu. "Is this true?"
"Yes- but he's off fighting, abandoning you! If that's not a brainless brute, I don't know what is! And your son has caught the demon seed!"
Chi-Chi walked to the window, her eyes narrowed to a dangerous thinness. She threw the window open. Seconds later, Mr. Shuu was flying out the window, landing 25 feet away from the house.
"Wow, nice throw," said Gohan, looking outside.
"Thank you," said Chi-Chi, wiping her hands off.
"HOW DARE YOU!" shouted Mr. Shuu. "NOBODY THROWS MR. SHUU!" Seconds later, he was running, Chi-Chi right behind him, her frying pan raised high over her head.
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Meanwhile, at Capsule Corp., the ground shook as a modified Space Pod came crashing down. Seconds later, the hatch opened, and Vegeta walked out.
"Vegeta!" shouted Yamcha, taking a fighting stance in case Vegeta went on the attack. "What are you doing here?"
"I was hoping that Kakarot would have returned by now," said Vegeta.
"You mean you didn't manage to find him?" asked Yamcha, surprised.
"Don't remind me," said Vegeta, moving directly in front of Yamcha. "I'm angry enough to hurt someone! And pounding you might just be the therapy I need!"
"Hey guys," said Bulma, walking over. "What's that awful smell? Ew, it's you," she said, pointing at Vegeta. "When's the last time you bathed, there, bud? You need a bath."
The others watched in shock as Bulma walked off, Vegeta following.
"SERVANT WOMAN!" shouted Vegeta as he finished showering. "BRING ME A DRYING CLOTH!"
"MY NAME IS BULMA!" shouted back Bulma from where she was sitting with the others. "GET YOUR OWN TOWEL!"
"WHAT IS WITH THESE GARMENTS?" shouted Vegeta even more angrily. He walked out. "Are they for a man or a woman?"
"They're the style around here," said Bulma simply. The others were struggling to hold back laughter at the sight of the Prince of all Saiyans wearing a pink shirt.
"Men in pink!" he said in disbelief. "How bizarre! This is ridiculous! I'm a warrior, not a variety of flower!"
The others were unable to hold back the laughter anymore. Vegeta stared at them, furious. "STOP THAT! STOP IT OR I'LL BLAST YOU ALL!"
The others stopped immediately. Vegeta was obviously distracted. "It can't be..." he muttered, staring into the sky.
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Gohan was staring at his studies, distracted by what he sensed. The phone rang a moment later. He picked it up immediately.
"You feel that?" It was Krillin.
"I feel it, but I don't believe it," said Gohan. "Suit up and gather the others. We have to make a stand before he destroys the planet."
He set the phone down and put on his Battle Armor from Namek. Completing the look was his sword, which once again was latched on to his back.
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"SO HE FAILED AFTER ALL!" shouted Vegeta, smashing his fist against the table. He shot into the air, Yamcha following after him.
"HEY!" shouted Bulma. "I WILL NOT BE LEFT BEHIND!" She pulled out a jet copter capsule. Climbing in, she took off after the others.
"Hey, Vegeta!" shouted Yamcha from behind the Saiyan. "Who is it?"
"IT'S FRIEZA!" shouted Vegeta, furious.
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"Frieza! No way!" shouted Piccolo from where he was meditating. He shot into the air, heading towards where he sensed the energy of Gohan, who was on his way to the battle. He could sense Krillin, Vegeta, Yamcha, Tien, and Chiaotzu all heading to where they sensed the energy as well.
Piccolo caught up to Gohan a few minutes later. "I don't believe it! I thought King Kai said Goku beat Frieza!"
"I know," said Gohan. "But it looks like we've got to make a stand here. Either that, or Frieza could destroy the entire planet!"
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"There it is," said Frieza from the viewing port. He had had mechanical replacements to all of his body parts that were missing, right down to his tail.
"Why don't we just destroy it from orbit?" asked the hulking figure next to him, his father, King Cold.
"Father, you're trying to spoil all of my fun," said the tyrant. "I want the Saiyan to see everything he's ever loved burnt to a crisp before his eyes." The enhancements to Frieza's body made him more powerful than ever. Not even the monkey can stand against me now.
"It seems your Saiyan friend is almost home," said King Cold, noticing a blip on the radar.
-DBZ: SGTW-
Gohan and Piccolo were joined by Krillin a moment later.
"The others are on their way," said Gohan, sensing the power levels of Vegeta, Yamcha, Tien, and Chiaotzu approaching. "But Frieza feels more powerful than ever!"
"Do you think you can beat him?" asked Krillin.
"I have to try," said Gohan. "If I can't, then we'd better hope dad shows up soon."
"Or for a miracle," said Krillin, remembering how Frieza had easily killed him.
They set down out of sight from where they'd sensed Frieza would land. The others landed a few moments later. Bulma set down and walked over, huffing angrily.
"I thought Kakarot defeated Frieza," said Vegeta, staring into the sky.
"I guess maybe not," said Gohan. "Frieza feels more powerful than ever!"
"You all stay out of my way," said Vegeta. "If there's anyone here who's going to defeat Frieza, it's me."
The others simply stared at Vegeta. "I don't see why we need to follow your orders!" said Yamcha. "The way I heard it, you backed down from fighting Gohan when you got back from Namek! He's obviously stronger than you are, so why do you seem to think you're in charge?"
Vegeta raised his fist in anger at the mention of his humiliation from Gohan. "I've been training. The brat's no match for me now!"
"Gohan," said Krillin, turning to the half-Saiyan. "Forget secrecy. You can't hold anything back in this fight. The fate of the Earth depends on it!"
"I know, Krillin," said Gohan. "I have no intentions of going easy on Frieza, and I'm sure he'll not be going easy on me."
Vegeta simply laughed. "What? So you're saying the kid is our best shot at beating Frieza? I'm the strongest here! It's me who will beat Frieza, not the boy!"
"HE'S HERE!" shouted Piccolo, who had been watching the skies. The others whipped around in horror as they saw Frieza's space ship come in for a landing. It set down on the other side of a nearby cliff.
"Listen," said Vegeta. "All of you stay out of my way!"
"No, Vegeta," said Gohan, powering up. "Everybody stays out of my way unless I need help."
Vegeta turned to glare at Gohan. He was shocked when, in a flash of gold, Gohan transformed into a Super Saiyan.
"Gohan!" exclaimed Bulma. "You've got blond hair! And green eyes!"
"WHAT?" Vegeta shouted, unable to believe it. "IMPOSSIBLE! THE BRAT'S A SUPER SAIYAN?"
"Yeah," said Piccolo, turning to face Vegeta. "He is. Do you still think you're stronger than him?"
Vegeta simply collapsed in shock. "I'M THE PRINCE OF ALL SAIYANS! HOW IS IT POSSIBLE THAT A HALF-SAIYAN BRAT IS MORE POWERFUL THAN I?"
"Oh, man!" said Yamcha, feeling Gohan's power. "He's incredible! I don't see how we can lose!"
Gohan judged Frieza's power. "You're right, Yamcha," he said. "I've gotten stronger since Namek. I should be able to beat Frieza. But no messing around. Only come if I need help."
Gohan shot off, heading towards Frieza's space ship. The others all flew to watch the fight from a safe distance, Vegeta following, still in shock.
"Wait a minute, guys!" said Yamcha. "What if Frieza picks us up on his scouters?"
"I don' think they'll be able to," said Bulma. "Scouters can only handle power levels far less than Gohan's. They'll break on his power before they can sense ours."
"You. Namek," said Vegeta, speaking for the first time in minutes. "Tell me. When did the brat achieve this level?"
"On Namek, shortly after his father," replied Piccolo. "Frieza pushed him over the edge, and Gohan transformed there."
"So you're saying the kid had this power when we arrived here on Earth?" asked Vegeta, thinking back on how Gohan's hair had seemed to flash blond, and his eyes green.
"Yes," said Piccolo. "He wasn't able to control it yet, though. But he managed to gain control of transforming just before we faced Garlic Jr."
-DBZ: SGTW-
Frieza and his father flew out of the ship in a protective bubble, which vanished the moment they set down.
"So this is the planet Earth," said Frieza. He closed his eyes. "My. How very quaint." He turned to the two dozen henchmen that had assembled outside of the ship. "Men! Fan out and find them! Show no mercy!"
"SIR YES SIR!" shouted all the henchmen. They shot into the air.
Suddenly, in a flash of light, ten of the henchmen fell to the ground, missing limbs or more. Frieza turned to face the newcomer.
It was a young man with lavender hair. He was wearing a blue jacket with Capsule Corp. logo, a black undershirt, gray pants, and had a sword strapped to his back, which he was just putting away from killing Frieza's henchmen. "So, you must be Frieza," said the mysterious stranger. "I've been waiting to meet you."
-DBZ: SGTW-
"Do you guys sense that power level?" asked Yamcha, stepping back. "It's equal to Gohan's!"
"It's incredible!" said Piccolo. "Who is he?" They stared at the lavender haired man.
-DBZ: SGTW-
Who is this mysterious young man? Why do the Z-Warriors think his power is so incredible? And can he and Gohan beat Frieza? Find out in the next chapter of DBZ: Son Gohan the Warrior!
Chapter 30:
A Third Super Saiyan?
"Now I'm going to destroy you," said the stranger.
"Well, we'd better run!" said Frieza, staring at the man. "Isn't that right, father?" He addressed the stranger again. "You don't know what you're up against."
"I know exactly what I'm up against, Frieza, and let me tell you," said the stranger. "I'm not worried. Make no mistake. I'm going to finish you once and for all."
Just then, Frieza was distracted by something behind the stranger. His eyes widened, and he began to panic when he saw a golden bolt of light shooting towards him. The stranger whipped around, sensing that something was coming.
It resolved itself into Gohan. The stranger took a step back in surprise. "Is... is that Gohan?" he whispered, completely surprised.
"So, you just don't know when to quit," said Gohan to Frieza, landing next to the stranger. "You finally get a chance to change your ways, and what do you do? Try for revenge on the person who showed you mercy. You're despicable."
Frieza continued to step back, panic gripping him. "I'd forgotten about the boy!" He stared into the green eyes he'd hated so much when they were staring at him out of Goku's face.
Gohan turned to face the stranger. "Listen, you don't know what you're dealing with. I suggest you get to safety while I deal with Frieza."
The stranger quickly recomposed yourself from the shock he'd experienced when Gohan had arrived. "Listen. I know what I'm doing. I know exactly what I'm dealing with. You're not the only Super Saiyan here."
Gohan turned and stared at the stranger. "Are you saying what I think you're saying?"
The stranger merely nodded. He began to power up, his own eyes turning green, his hair standing on end, turning blond.
"IMPOSSIBLE!" shouted Vegeta, now completely overwhelmed. "Kakarot and I are the only Saiyans left! The brat is half-Saiyan, so that makes three of us! How can there be another?"
Frieza was backing away in even more horror. "Not... not another one! This can't be happening!"
"Was it something I said?" asked the stranger to Frieza.
"We're about equal in power," said Gohan, sensing the other Super Saiyan's power level. Unsaid, though, was that Gohan was still holding back slightly. Just in case.
"Yes, we are. But which one of us gets to fight Frieza?" asked the stranger.
"How about we take turns?" suggested Gohan, staring at Frieza.
"THEY'RE DOING WHAT?" shouted Piccolo in shock.
"What?" asked Yamcha, wondering what the heck Piccolo was talking about. "You can't possibly hear what they're talking about from way out here!
"You forget my ears are a lot better than yours are," said Piccolo. "And in response to your question, I think they just agreed to take turns fighting Frieza."
Frieza steeled himself. "All right, which one of you is going to die first?" he asked, regaining most of his cockiness.
"You can go first," said Gohan. "I need to get a feel for his techniques. See if they've changed any." And get a feel for yours in case you turn on me later.
"Fine by me," the stranger said, stepping forward. "Alright, Frieza, you get four tries, two for each of us. If you defeat both of us, you win. If you lose, you die. If you only defeat one of us, well, I guess you get a one-on-one. Sound fair?"
"You cocky little monkey!" screamed Frieza, shooting an energy beam at the young man. "Let's see you block this!"
There was a colossal explosion. Frieza smiled. "Well, that's the end of them," he said, assuming he'd taken out both Super Saiyans.
"I would say that was all rather anti-climactic, wouldn't you?" asked King Cold to his son. "I mean, the little runts certainly didn't last very long, did they?"
"Well, what would you expect? They were only some-" Frieza's eyes widened in horror as he looked into the smoke.
Both the stranger and Gohan were completely unharmed. The stranger turned around and took a few steps away from Frieza. "You're up," he said to Gohan, pointing his thumb over his shoulder.
"Right," said Gohan, stepping up to take the young man's place. "I really hope that's not the best you can do," he shouted to Frieza. "Because if it is, you'd better give up now."
"WHY YOU DIRTY LITTLE MONKEY!" screamed Frieza. He raised his hand and charged up an even larger blast. "TAKE THIS!"
"FRIEZA!" shouted King Cold, as his son sent the blast flying at the half-Saiyan. "YOU'LL DESTROY US ALL!"
Gohan merely braced himself and caught the blast in his hands. It pushed him backwards for about twenty feet before Gohan forced it to separate into about a dozen smaller blasts, each impacting a good distance away.
"They're toying with Frieza!" said Tien, shocked.
"Yes, they are!" said Piccolo. "Frieza's too scared to fight head them head-on. His fight with Goku proved he was outclassed, so he's just trying to destroy them!"
Gohan straightened up. "Your turn again," he shouted to the other Super Saiyan, flashing a sly grin.
"It looks to me like you're running out of tricks, Frieza," shouted the young man.
Frieza snarled in frustration. His father smirked. "These Saiyans are really something else," he said.
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"I didn't think it was really possible, Bubbles," said King Kai, monitoring the battle from his planet. "But this new kid and Gohan are both much stronger than Frieza. And after all Frieza did on Planet Namek, I hope they clean his clock."
King Kai looked up into the sky. "YOU HEAR ME? KICK HIS BUTT, KIDS!"
-DBZ: SGTW-
"That's two," said the stranger. "You have one more shot at each of us before we destroy you."
Frieza scowled. "It's time we put an end to this." He shot into the air, flying up. He raised one finger and began charging a massive ball of energy over his finger.
The two Super Saiyans watched as Frieza charged up his attack.
"Hurry up," shouted King Cold. "Are you going to end this or not?"
"JUST WATCH ME!" shouted Frieza, launching the ball directly at the ground. "THIS ONE'S FOR YOU, FATHER!"
The stranger didn't even try to move as the attack smashed into the ground, surrounding him. Gohan simply stood by and watched, knowing what was about to happen.
Frieza landed and walked towards his father.
"You know, Frieza," said King Cold, "you could have done this right from the start and saved us a good deal of effort."
"There's just no pleasing you, is there, father?" Suddenly, he turned around. The energy ball had started moving upwards instead of downwards. "There's no way!"
The stranger began carrying the energy ball up the slope from the crater it had begun to make.
Gohan simply grinned. "Need any help?" he shouted to his comrade.
"No, I think I've got it," said the stranger, passing over the top of the slope.
"Impossible!" shouted King Cold.
Frieza hopped off the top of the ship. "Why you little-"
"Excuse me," said the stranger. "Is this yours?"
Frieza twitched with outrage. He shot a small blast of energy into the ball, causing it to explode. When the smoke cleared, there was nothing to be seen of Gohan or the other Super Saiyan.
King Cold flew down to join his son. "Well done, Frieza. It only took you four tries to destroy those little boys."
"I was just warming up, father! That's all!"
On top of a nearby cliff, the two Super Saiyans looked down at the scene below. "I think that last one counts as a disqualification, don't you?" asked Gohan.
"Even if it didn't," replied the stranger, "that was four attacks."
The two charged up energy blasts. "Hey, Frieza!" shouted the stranger.
Frieza turned around and spotted the two just as they launched their energy blasts. Frieza and King Cold launched themselves into the air, narrowly avoiding death.
"When I get my hands on- WHAT?" shouted Frieza, suddenly looking upwards. Both Gohan and the stranger were above him, swords drawn. The stranger cut him in half lengthwise, Gohan then slicing him the halves into quarters with a sideways cut. The stranger then lifted his hand and used an energy blast, incinerating all that was left of Frieza's body.
"Frieza!" shouted King Cold in horror, watching his son finally be killed.
The two Super Saiyans sheathed their swords and turned to face King Cold.
"They beat Frieza!" said Vegeta. "Effortlessly! They didn't even need each others help! But who is the other one?"
The two Super Saiyans and King Cold landed on top of a pillar.
"Super Saiyans?" asked King Cold, smirking. "I'm impressed. To encounter fighters of your caliber is a rare occurrence indeed. But it does present quite an opportunity." King Cold approached the two. "You see, I could appreciate great talents such as yours. My eyes are not blinded by pride like my son's were." He spread his arms impressively. "Join me, and take Frieza's place at my side as the supreme rulers of the universe!"
"Not a chance," said the stranger.
"Nope. Count me out," said Gohan.
"Now don't be too hasty," continued King Cold. "Imagine. This world and every other world would be the merest of bubbles in your collection. Playthings for your amusement. Subject to your every whim." He realized the two weren't going to agree. "No? All right, but grant me this. Allow me to examine your swords. Weapons of such obvious quality practically beg to be admired."
The two Super Saiyans looked at one another. They drew their swords and tossed them to King Cold, handle first.
King Cold caught one in each hand, hefting them, examining every aspect. "Yes indeed. Remarkable craftsmanship for both swords. I'd go so far as to say they had the same maker, a skilled smith indeed. And I have a hunch that you two would not have defeated my son were it not for these swords." He looked at the two. "What do you say?"
Gohan merely shrugged, and the stranger said, "Believe what you want to."
King Cold raised the swords for battle. "Alright, I will. I say, without these swords you two are NOTHING. That's what I believe!" He swung each sword at their owners.
Both Gohan and the stranger simply grabbed onto their sword's blade. "So much for your little theory," said Gohan.
"You should know that a weapon doesn't make the man," said the young man. The two Super Saiyans began forcing King Cold backwards.
Gohan raised a hand towards King Cold. "WAIT YOU DIRTY LITTLE SAIYANS-" was all he got out before an energy blast sent him flying backwards.
Gohan lowered his hand so that it was pointing at where King Cold was now lying against a cliff.
"Wait, you can't," pleaded King Cold. "Please! I'm defenseless! I'm not bad. My son was evil, but not I! I wanted nothing but peace! I meant you no harm. I swear it. I-"
The stranger raised his hand and blasted King Cold. Gohan, seeing that King Cold was already finished, turned and blasted the space ship, destroying it and all the remaining henchmen on board.
"Just like that." said Krillin. "BAM! They're gone!"
"And neither of them have come close to breaking a sweat!" said Tien. "I'm glad Gohan's on our side, but is the other guy?"
Gohan and the other Super Saiyan each put their swords away. The stranger dropped his transformation, Gohan following suit after being 100 certain he wouldn't need it anymore.
"Not bad," said Gohan. "Sorry I doubted you at first."
"You may want to go get your friends from over there," said the stranger. "I'm pretty sure they'll all want to be around when Goku gets back."
"Wait- what?" asked Gohan, looking at the stranger intently. "What do you mean about my father?"
"He's going to be arriving in two hours. But I would only like to explain this once."
Gohan nodded and shot towards the others. "HEY, GUYS!" he shouted to them. "Come on over! He says my dad's getting back in two hours!"
"What- Goku's getting back today?" asked Krillin. He shot into the air towards the stranger, the others following suit, Vegeta still a little dazed from the shocks he'd had today. Bulma had latched onto Yamcha, who was not too happy with it.
"It's this way!" shouted the stranger, pointing. "Goku should be arriving there in a couple of hours!"
The brat may be a Super Saiyan, thought Vegeta, still staring at the ground, but the other one can't be. Of that I'm certain. He looked up, regaining his confidence.
The stranger checked his watch. "Wow, it still works off the original satellite! You rule, gramps!" He set down, his watch indicating that this was the place.
The others set down behind him, Gohan setting down in between them. Gohan noticed the others were staring at the stranger suspiciously. "Hey, guys, calm down. He's alright."
The stranger pulled out a capsule. Clicking the button, he threw it, revealing a refrigerator. He opened it. "Anyone want a cold drink? As I'm sure Gohan told you, Goku's not going to be arriving for two more hours."
Gohan walked forward and took an orange soda. "Thank you."
The others moved forward one by one, slowly trusting in Gohan's judgment. Vegeta, of course, stayed back, as did Piccolo.
Bulma turned to look the newcomer over. "Have we met? You look familiar."
The stranger turned away, shy. "No, sorry."
"Now," said Gohan. "How do you know my dad?"
The stranger turned to face Gohan. "Actually, I haven't met your dad before, I've only just heard of him."
"Then how do you know he's going to arrive at this spot in two hours?" asked Krillin.
The stranger looked down again. "Sorry, I can't say."
"Why not?" asked Vegeta, finally joining in the conversation. "I'll tell you! Because you're up to something. Tell us, tough guy, who are you?"
The stranger continued to stare at the ground.
"Hey, Vegeta, lay off," said Gohan. "Why did he help beat Frieza if he's up to something? He's a Super Saiyan, so-"
"That's impossible," said Vegeta. "Kakarot, I, and you are the only three who have Saiyan blood. How could he become a Super Saiyan when there's no possibility he has Saiyan blood?"
"Then explain how he managed to beat Frieza and his father with me?" asked Gohan. Since the stranger didn't seem to want to answer anything, Gohan thought it best to defend him.
"Well, I'm calling him a liar, not a weakling," said Vegeta.
Just then, Bulma noticed the Capsule Corp. logo on the stranger's jacket. "Hey, you've got our logo on your jacket! That's my dad's company! Are you one of our employees?"
"No, not exactly," said the young man. "Just a fan."
"Oh, I see. Well, tell me your name, and I'll recommend you to dad."
"I, uh, can't do that. I'm sorry, I know it's strange."
"Oh, mystery man," asked Bulma.
-DBZ: SGTW-
One Hour Later...
-DBZ: SGTW-
The Z-fighters and the stranger had fanned out around the area, getting comfortable while they waiting for the two hours to pass.
The stranger glanced at Vegeta, who was watching him intently. "What are you looking at?" snarled the Saiyan.
"It's nothing, uh, I just- like your shirt?" he said, more of a question than a statement.
"You would."
"Hey, Piccolo," said Gohan, walking up to his mentor. "Do you mind if I ask you something?"
"That depends on what it is," replied the Namek. "But go ahead."
"When Dende and the others left to resettle on that new planet, why didn't you go with them?"
"I might join them someday, but for now, I feel like my mission is here on Earth. Sometimes, connections to people run deeper than what color skin they have.
Bulma, meanwhile, had started up a whispered conversation with Krillin. "Is it just me, or do those two kind of look alike?" she asked, referring to the stranger and Vegeta.
"Well, now that you mention it," said Krillin, "I can kind of see a resemblance. Well, just in looks. That other guy seems pretty nice, but Vegeta has the personality of a stump."
-DBZ: SGTW-
One Hour Later...
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The stranger's watch beeped. He stood up. "Well, that's it. Two hours have passed. Goku should be arriving any second now."
The Z-Warriors looked up. They then sensed something approaching.
"He's coming!" said Krillin.
"You're all nuts," said Bulma. "My woman's intuition doesn't sense anything."
"No, it's true!" shouted Gohan, excited. "He's finally home! My dad's back!"
They watched as a space pod came crashing down, making a huge crater where it landed. They all raced to the side of the crater, staring at the pod. They recognized it as being one of the Ginyu Force's pods.
The hatch opened, and Goku climbed out. He noticed his friends waiting at the top of the crater, cheering. "Hey guys! How did you know I was coming?"
-DBZ: SGTW-
Goku has been reunited with his family and friends, but how did this mysterious stranger know he was coming? Find out in the next chapter of DBZ: Son Gohan the Warrior!
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