It didn't take the two dragon ball hunters long to reach the ocean. The cool wind blew across the surface of the water as the sea lapped up against the shoreline. Kakarot eyed the beach for any signs of life but aside from a few birds picking at a crab he had little luck in that endeavor.
"The dragon radar says it should be here all we have to do is find it". Bulma said as she walked down the long sandy beach. But she too had no luck in finding the dragon ball nor any signs of life. That is of course until she heard the faint sounds of distress. Rushing over to the sound she soon realized the cries of help were coming from a massive turtle. A massive and clearly talkative turtle. Kakarot got a power reading but it was so small as to be on the very edge of his scouter's ability to detect. A lowly .001. He had seen bugs with higher power levels on this backwater planet. But he had a feeling that this pitiful lifeform would be able to help them find the elusive dragon ball. So lifting the rock and tossing it out to sea with a splash he freed the turtle.
"I think you very much for your help". The turtle said with obvious appreciation. Kakarot simply acknowledged it and made to continue looking for the dragon ball. A task he was stopped by the oversized turtle.
Oh, if you wouldn't mind I would very much like you to meet my master". The turtle said before moving slowly out to sea and disappearing under the waves. Bulma for her part looked annoyed. A fact he couldn't help but enjoy. She always had the cutest face when she was upset. Her eyes would gain this sharpness that he had only ever seen in his mother. She was weak, yes but still she held power unlike any he had ever seen in his life. Hours passed and still, they waited. It was then that the dragon radar began to beep. Upon picking the dragon radar up she noticed it was moving.
"The dragon ball it's...it's moving. Slowly but it's moving our way". Bulma said as she jumped up to her feet and ran to the sandy beach looking for the turtle and its master. But with the sun having set it was next to impossible to see much of anything. That was until Kakarot illuminated the area.
"How did you"? She asked.
"Father showed me. I use it mostly for hunting". Kakarot answered before pointing at something in the distance. It was the form of a man riding atop the turtle. Stepping onto the beach he eyed the pair. His sunglasses being entirely unnecessary.
"Hello, my names Roshi. I have been told you helped free him from a rock...is this true"? Roshi asked. Kakarot, in turn, nodded his head in the universal sign of yes. Roshi simply nodded his own head and yelled out and soon a small yellow colored cloud floated down.
"This here is the flying nimbus. The fastest way to travel the world aside from teleportation". Roshi joked before signaling him to try his luck. Kakarot carefully placed one foot upon the little cloud than the other until he fell flat on his ass.
"Oh, did I forget to tell you that you must be pure of heart to ride the Nimbus". Roshi added almost as an afterthought as he attempted to hold in his laughter. He failed in spectacular fashion.
"Well, at any rate, I think you for saving my dear old friend turtle. I was worried he got himself caught by some poachers". Roshi said before pointing at a small dot right on the horizon.
"That's is my home island. You both may rest in my guestroom for the night". Roshi said before he turned and stepped atop his turtle and was off. Kakarot, in turn, picked up Bulma who turned red in the face and was off. They would ask for the dragon ball first thing tomorrow.
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Meanwhile, in a far off land, a small monk was making his way over to the very same island. He planned on being trained by the one and only master Roshi. His name, of course, was Krillin.
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The sun was just starting to rise over the horizon as the two dragon ball hunters awoke from their sleep. Rubbing the last bits of sleep from their eyes they could hear the sounds of birds singing happily outside the window as well as the faint sound of a tv downstairs that told them that Roshi was also up. Making their way downstairs to the living room they could see the man with a glass of orange juice and a salad watching of all things a yoga workout program. If the older man noticed the two of them enter the room he made no move to indicate it.
"You're very strong I can tell. Who trained you"? Roshi asked as he pushed his sunglasses up his long nose as he turned to face the pair. The chair creaking under the motion forcing the two to hold their ears.
"My father trained me". Kakarot answered after the pain had subsided a bit. Enough to allow him to not have a constant ringing in his ears before he took the seat opposite his own eyeing the man intensely. Bulma for her part remained standing. She could tell right away it was going to get tense real fast.
"Hmm, I see...and that odd device on your head"? Roshi asked pointing to the device on his face as well as trying to get a closer look at it.
"It's my scouter. All Saiyans have them. It allows us to detect power levels". Kakarot answered simply. Roshi meanwhile processed this new information. He had of course heard many odd stories over the years but this was on a whole other level altogether. This boy was claiming to be an alien from some race called Saiyans. Was this kid simple or was this just an act. A joke to break the ice so to speak. But when he saw the boy raise his eyebrow he knew right away that this was meant to be taken as fact. Roshi for a time was unsure on how to take that.
"Um...right ok if you don't mind me asking why were you on that beach? Nobody comes this far out unless you wish to be trained by me...is that why you're so far past civilization"? Roshi asked. He was quite eager for a new student to take under his wing seeing as his last, a mountain of a man called the Ox-King by his people near Fire Mountain had long since moved on to bigger and better things.
"No, we just want your dragon ball". Kakarot answered simply.
"My dragon what? Oh, you mean this old thing...don't you". Roshi said before he pulled out a small orange-colored ball. At once Kakarot made to take the ball but was stopped by his cane.
"Not so fast, boy. You want this dragon ball thing so bad you're going to fight me for the right to have it". Roshi said before the two walked outside. Clicking his scouter he soon picked up a power level of 112. It was impressive for a race that could barely get past a power level of five but still only a tenth of his power level. This was less a fight. This was in fact downright murder. But he had a dragon ball and so he was going to get it. One way or another. One less foolish old man in the world was nothing to worry about. He was doing this pitiful backwater planet a massive favor by killing this man. Satisfied with his conclusion he deactivated his scouter and got into a fighting stance.
"Ready my boy"? Roshi asked awaiting his reply.
"Yes, old man I'm ready". Kakarot replied before the man seemed to disappear from view before a hard kick sent the boy flying into the sea. Righted himself he powered up but just as he fired so to did the old man. The two beams of light clashing together in a blinding display of light. But in the end, Roshi's attacked failed to hold back the intense power behind Kakarots attack and he was soon sent flying into the side of his house. Clicking his scouter again he could tell he was still alive but only just. Had he had his scouter active at the time he would have seen his power level hit 1200 just before the attack landed. That alone saved his life but only just. Picking up the small ball he and Bulma were about to depart when the sound of a motorboat filled the early morning air. Turning to face this newcomer they soon came face-to-face with a midget with six small dots on his forehead and a cocky looking smile. Stepping onto the sandy beach he proudly proclaimed.
"Hello, names Krillin and I have traveled the whole world just to be trained by the one and only, Master Roshi". The small boy said. Kakarot and Bulma could only eye this oddball with looks of utter bewilderment.
"That's great. We, however, will be going now". Kakarot said before he attempted to sidestep the boy. It was only then did Krillin see Roshi embedded in the side of his house with his legs sticking out. So focused on freeing the man was he that he failed to notice the two leave the island. It was there that Krillin swore to beat Kakarot. A decision that would forever shape the rest of his young life.