Chapter Six
After I demonstrated a few of my training methods The group took it upon themselves to break down their self-imposed
barriers of the class system. Low class and elites were for the first time training together. The elites were giving pointers
to the low-class based on their past training methods. I took some of these pointers under consideration myself. The
Saiyan’s were now taking their first step along a path that was unimaginable for their former selves. In just a single day
we have broken down the barrier between low-class and elites in the group that came here. That is not to say it holds
firm for every Saiyan there are still those whose pride will not allow them to acknowledge anyone as an equal. Some of
the elites that came left with disgusted looks on their faces whilst cursing the other elites that had joined in with the
training session. Bardock and a weary looking Gine arrived back home. The shock on their faces was obvious. I gave
them a quick summary of events. Mother seemed to look at my with pride sparkling in her eyes. She was however still
extremely weak so Father took her towards the house to let her get some rest. After a little while he came back to the
training room that was over flowing with people. There were about 100 Saiyans here all of them training together with
anything heavy they could find tied to their bodies as they sparred against one another. Prince Vegeta was battling
against Monty, it seems his earlier loss wasn’t sitting well with him. Father and I began to spar as we felt odd just
watching. After a little warm up we started to get more and more serious. As we did however the other Saiyans present
stopped what they were doing and began to watch us. Our movements were faster and stronger than any Saiyan had
expected them to be. Whilst I am more powerful than Bardock his fighting style is far more experienced than mine. He
lacks any wasted movement so I found myself being pushed back. This is the first time Bardock had ever gone all out
against me and the technique he displayed was second to none. All the Saiyans were astounded. Yet again they were
made to consider their former pride had been misplaced. After Bardock and I finished we received vigorous cheers from
the surrounding Saiyans. I lost narrowly to Fathers skilled technique. This imparted another lesson to us Saiyans that
there are many ways to become stronger. We sent them away after a few hours of training. Although it was a good day
for us and those that participated we didn’t tell those present about the splinter cell or the future plans. Bardock and I
spoke about it later that night and decided to see who we could deem trustworthy in this group before bringing them into
the fold.
After several weeks the training groups were becoming bigger we now had over 150 Saiyan’s coming on a daily
basis. Because of the size we had no choice but to hijack the training facility in the low-class district. My former
instructor Sgt Cornz seemed glad to offer the facility to our cause and he integrated the current classes into our training
seminars. By training together and braking the limits together the low-class and elites had formed a friendly relationship.
It had come along to such an extent they had begun calling our training group “The Brotherhood” this applied to any
Saiyan present whether male or female we were all brothers in this group. The former classifications became redundant
with our new mentality, so much so that our group had scrapped the classifications of low-class and elite we were simply
brothers. The former low-class warriors power levels had risen quickly to catch up with the former elites whilst the former
elites had begun mastering Ki techniques at an astounding pace. Prince Vegeta was obviously a genius as he had
quickly proven to be able to implement anything we taught him in a short period of time. His new-found attitude had
garnered him a great deal of support within the brotherhood. Amazingly enough he seems to have developed a friendly
rivalry with Leakz and Ternipa who had started attending the training sessions. When Vegeta and the others saw the
training method I imposed on the two at first they were all confused. The weights I had tied to Ternipa and Leakz tails
had increased as they progressed. After several people asked why I had them doing this method of training I told Vegeta
to grab Leakz tail. For a low-class Saiyan this is our greatest weakness. For an elite they are born without this weakness
and this in part was a large reason behind why they felt superior. Vegeta grabbed the tail. Leakz showed a small degree
of being uncomfortable but nothing compared to what is common if a low-class had their tail grabbed. This caused a
commotion. This is the first time it was proven to the masses this weakness could be over come. Even Bardock and his
squad were shocked. I then had Vegeta grab my tail and as I had no reaction what so ever the commotion grew even
larger. I had completely over come this weakness with hard work and determination. Because of this we yet again
shattered the boundary between elite and low-class. Those of us born low-class began this training method, Bardock
took it to the extreme as of usual placing twice as much weight on his tail than Leakz and Ternipa who had been
undergoing this training for months. After we finished the session we headed home.
Over the past few weeks it seems we have adopted prince Vegeta into our household. His casting aside the ideals
of the elite didn’t sit well with his father and he has been disowned. The night he arrived at our door he seemed to be
acting in a conservatively shy manner not thinkable for the former prince. We were at first skeptical and not willing to
allow him to stay with us but it was the gentle Gine who offered him a place in our home to stay. Because of Mothers
encouragement we are acting as though he is part of the family which Vegeta seems to really like. Funnily enough since
living with us Vegeta has begun referring to me as Aniki or big brother. Not everything however was going smoothly. The
ruling elites were no longer giving missions to the lower-class and the former elites that joined our cause. They were
essentially trying to starve us into submission. Without completing missions we could no longer purchase food which to
a Saiyan and their appetites is a matter of life and death. This was however coming back to bite them in the behind, The
brotherhood seemed to have formed a bond that was unable to be broken by such methods. The Brotherhood was also
being targeted in attacks as ordered by king Vegeta. This resulted in multiple small-scale skirmishes. Many of which
were won by the Brotherhood due to their new-found strength. After the skirmishes increased in frequency there was
talk of seceding from the rule of king Vegeta, no one was more hardened in this ideal than the former prince it seemed.
With little option left and with their loyalties proven the members of the Brotherhood that were not in the know were
informed of our splinter cell. I informed them of the possibility of planet Vegeta’s destruction at the hands of Freezer after
king Vegeta’s uprising. Prince Vegeta was shocked by this as he was fully aware of his Father plans of rebelling against
Freezer so his words went a long way in convincing the others. Luckily our ship is to arrive in the next week or so. Those
present decided to join our splinter cell with the goal of travelling through space and learning all we could to become
strong enough to hold off the forces of Freezer and his men.
On the day our ship arrived, it landed in an abandoned part of planet Vegeta. It stayed under its stealth field staying
unnoticed by anyone other than our splinter cell. All members of our cell which had likewise taken the Brotherhood name
had organised where to meet on the day we are due to depart and secede from the Saiyan’s of planet Vegeta. I did
however make alterations to the plan when I noticed that during the last week a certain Saiyan started attending training
sessions. That Saiyan was a very young Nappa. During the training session his attitude towards the low-class Saiyans
gave him away that he was’t truly a member of our cause. He would act polite to anyone stronger than him but his
ingrained superiority beliefs were difficult to hide should he feel more powerful than anyone. Because of this I changed
the meeting point to a location away from where the ship is hidden. At the allotted time all members of the Brotherhood
arrived and began our preparations. Leakz Ternipa Bardock and myself who had the most skilled Ki perception detected
a large army attempting to hide in the hopes of ambushing us. I lifted my hand silencing the idle chatter of the
Brotherhood members as we could hear nothing now but the wind blowing in this desolate space I called out in a loud
almost roar “Come on out king Vegeta!”. I sensed a slight disturbance in his Ki but immediately he came out with his
typical air of superiority. “Very well. We the noble elites of the Saiyans are here to put you low-class scum back where
you belong”. Behind him were thousands of Saiyans. Sadly for him the majority were low-class Saiyan’s that still obeyed.
It would be difficult to gather this many elites as they are in the minority of our race. It was then that I realized that the
king had two things in his hands. They were two fully ripened fruits of the tree of might. He began to devour them
immediately and his power level swelled. I wondered what methods he had to go to in order to obtain them. It seems he
was so confident because he had these fruits that he could rely on. The kings Aura was an ominous purple. It howled in
an almost ghastly sound as he powered up. The smile on his face disgusted me he was obviously drunk in this power he
had gathered. I couldn’t help but find it amusing that by my meddling the pathetic king from the anime and manga had
now almost tripled his power level. Those fruits truly are astounding. The Saiyans around us that were adapted at
sensing Ki were ghastly pale. The ones who could not relied on their scouter’s but they soon exploded by reaching their
limit. This power level if I had to estimate would be closing in on 34,000. With the order issued by king Vegeta it became
an all out battle between factions. They had the numerical advantage. Our splinter cell numbered just over a thousand
Saiyans and we were facing a force of almost twice that amount. Thankfully however our side had the advantage when it
came to power level. Even the weakest of us thanks to the training sessions had a power level of around 5000. This was
more than enough to deal with a supposed Elite and the low-class still loyal to the king. I calmly looked around my
surroundings Ternipa and Leakz had gathered Life energy and boosted their power levels to almost 20,000. they were
like death gods on the battle field any one that stood before them were moments from death Bardock and his squad
were similarly handing out death. Whilst Bardock couldn’t yet master boosting his Ki his base power level was 23,000 so
he had little to worry about. Even prince Vegeta who at a such a young age was fighting at about 14,000 since beginning
the training with us his power level had increased by around 3000. Our most powerful fighters were handling things
incredibly. The only issue that I could foresee is the kings almost 34,000 power level. I ordered the Brotherhood not to
engage the king, I decided to take him for my own opponent. I have grown stronger during the training sessions. So I
figured I am the only one with a comparable power level. I took out the weights from my armor and gathered Life energy
and boosted my Ki The blue aura had become a sapphire blue color that sparkled with such beauty thanks to my efforts
these past few weeks. Around me a spherical aura spun around and encasing me as I roared. I squeezed out every last
drop of my power. My hair begun to stand on end and electrical currents zapped around my body. I am still unable to
become a super Saiyan but in the course of my training I have discovered that by gathering Ki in that place by my spinal
column I can undergo a pseudo super Saiyan transformation. The Blue aura held flecks of gold electricity. The toll this
placed on my body was extreme. Just activating it for a second felt as though my body would crumble into dust. I gritted
my teeth and darted towards the king. I appeared behind him in less than a second. He could barely react. I wrapped my
arms around the king and bent my body in a backwards arc. I lifted the king and planted his head straight into the
ground. The grip strength I used crushed several of his bones mid suplex. As this was done I exited the pseudo super
Saiyan state. I can only control it for around a second but I used that second to give myself as much of an advantage as
I could. I was well aware of the gamble I had just taken but it seems to have paid off. The king got out of the crater I
planted him in. His Broken bones only weakening him slightly. In his rage he released his purple aura it clashed and
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pushed against the sapphire blue aura of my own. Almost as though an invisible sign between us signaled go we
disappeared from the sight of all those around us. We clashed in the air each blow causing shock-waves to explode
across the sky. The shock waves themselves were enough to send anyone nearby flying away. We flew towards each
other multiple times to exchange blows before flying apart. Purple and blue lights streaked across the sky followed
multiple shock-waves and explosions in their wake. My power level was just a little behind the kings now that he had
eaten the fruits but my plan had limited his range of movement. his broken hip made using his legs and any twisting
movement difficult for him. I was slowly gaining the edge when it came to close range combat. The king wanting to keep
me at a distance was releasing Ki blast after Ki blast. I dodged the majority of them due to their strength being more
than I could block without taking some damage. This battle had come to such a state that if the king could keep me
away he would likely win but should I get in close enough victory should be mine. Each considered movement was
almost as though a game of chess had begun. The occasional blast damaged me with my amour being chipped away
each time with more and more cuts and bruises appearing in its wake. The King launched a blast of energy that
surrounded me giving me nowhere to escape. The look on his face was almost as though he was saying check mate
within his heart. The blast was so powerful dust and debris was scattered throughout the sky. As the smoke cleared
though the King was shocked to see what I wasn’t there. Before he could react I appeared behind him yet again back in
the pseudo super Saiyan state. My hair rigid my pupils had disappeared with only the whites of my eyes visible. The
golden sparks of electricity buzzing and crackling. I had used that one moment to once again go into this mode. My body
was screaming in agony by this point unable to cope with the demands required. However by pure will power I blasted
the king at point range with my most powerful Ki blast. Both my palms faced the Kings body and with an almighty yell a
blackish purple Ki blast assaulted the king. We both fell from the sky at the same time neither of us with enough strength
to maintain our flight. The King was covered in blood at a closer look one would see that his right arm had been
completely destroyed. We both crashed into the ground. As though our crash landing was a signal to all those around
the battles around us stopped simultaneously. The king’s side had been desolated with only a small number of elites
remaining. My side had also suffered some but luckily the most severe was just severely injured we had not lost any life
from our side yet. The surrounding Saiyans watched as the two craters were steaming and out of one crater a lone
figure began to move. The smoke blocked the view partially so it was unsure who was rising from the debris. When the
smoke finally cleared it was clear for all to see who the victor was. Everyone cheered the Brotherhood had tears in their
eyes as they witnessed the sight of a young Raditz standing proud. My wounded figure cast quite the impression in
everyone mind that day. Despite such an astounding battle I did not seem to be happy. Everyone present wondered why.
They would find out much later that I was disgusted by the weakness I displayed. In my mind a warrior of 34,000 is a
weakling and yet I suffered such damage just to defeat him. I ordered everyone to leave and we headed towards our
ship. The Brotherhood were in high spirits after battling to our hearts content. Truly we are a fighting race to the bitter
end. We traveled to the true location of our ship and as we entered we placed the most injured into the healing tanks.
We had everyone else assigned a duty to fulfill on board. I gave the order to Brocco to have the ship take us out and just
like that the 1000 Saiyans known as the brotherhood left planet Vegeta behind. Little did we know that Freezer was
monitoring the planet and after a reading of a power level of 310,000 which was me in my pseudo super Saiyan state
began to worry about the existence of the legendary super Saiyan. A few days after we left our long-range drone
sensors detected a huge power level followed by the destruction of planet Vegeta. It would seem that events are
happening similar to the original anime and manga if only a bit ahead of schedule.
Chapter Seven
It has been a few weeks since the destruction of planet Vegeta. Us Saiyan’s of the Brotherhood were mourning the loss
of our home world. The power level we detected that day was of 530,000. This was the exact power level I warned the
brotherhood was how strong Freezer was at his weakest. At first they didn’t believe me but after seeing it for themselves
they had no choice but to take everything else I told them as fact. The mentality of the Brotherhood had quickly shifted
since they witnessed such a large gap in power. The last vestiges of their pride was now well and truly gone. In a
training session I held to boost morale I told them we can still be a fighting race but now we have cast off our useless
pride we can admit that we could stand to learn a few things . Even the weakest of races held something we could learn
from. This was reinforced by Brocco and his lessons on Ki. Since the last time I saw Brocco he had shot up in height
roughly the size of an adult Saiyan and not finished growing. His power level is roughly around 6000 making him more
powerful than some of the Saiyans. Most of the Brotherhood welcomed his teachings and formed a good relationship
with him in no time. There were a few Saiyans who failed to see what they could learn from a Namekian but he simply
dealt with them with an intelligence based fighting style that could find the weakness in others and exploit it. Ironically
enough these Saiyans became his most radical of pupils.
It took us all a while to develop an established system of operations on board our ship. We are fully aware we are
yet to pose any great threat to Freezer and his men. The first thing we decided to do was find an uncivilized planet that
was least likely to be targeted by Freezer and use it as a base of operations. We simply could not afford to drift aimlessly
through space. By issuing this order I gave the remaining Saiyan’s something to work towards. The planet I suggested
must have a high degree of gravity and a tough environment for us to overcome. The idea behind settling on such a
harsh world was to force the remaining Saiyan’s to get stronger as quickly as possible. Over the next few weeks the
Saiyan’s trained diligently with the use of the gravity machine to such an extent that even the weakest such as Gine
could withstand up to 20 times gravity without much trouble. The gecko like race which I found out were known as the
Jazartian’s worked diligently with us Saiyan’s. They worked to make almost any request a possibility. In just a short
amount of time they had duplicated the gravity machine and increased its output to 100 times galactic standard gravity.
Their leader and elderly gecko with white whiskers informed me that given enough time they would be able to increase
its output even more. I had such a favorable opinion of their technological abilities that I even used them as an example
whilst training the Saiyan’s of the importance of different strengths. There were some who thought my favorable opinion
of these races was a mistake to those I simply told them to do then what the Jazartian’s were doing. When I was told
they couldn’t I gently informed the disgruntled Saiyan’s that the reason they couldn’t is because they have a strength we
Saiyan’s lack. I made my stance abundantly clear from this day on I would not play favorites to the surviving Saiyans.
What I seek is strength, weather that is physical strength or mental strength it matters not as long as it is a strength I can
add to ours that will negate our weakness. I also made our new organisation into a full meritocracy. Only those with
strength should lead. This coupled with my teaching that anyone can become strong with enough effort bore fruit faster
than I could have imagined. Every so often we stopped off on desolate worlds to hold bouts between our ranks. Those
who become complacent are quickly left behind by those who over take them and steal their spot. I have however made
it clear that only when it’s officially sanctioned would a fight for a position be accepted. My new system included even
myself. I would battle any and all comers when we sanctioned a time for these battles. I found that order was well-kept
by everyone because of this method. There were no squabbles or insubordination. Everyone followed their orders. If
they thought they should be the one giving the orders it is up to them to take that spot when we held a sanctioned event.
These events also helped to let loose and quickly became a looked forward to part of our new life style. The hierarchy
was quickly established in one such event starting with myself at the top. The next level became my most trusted
companions and also my most competitive rivals during these events. 2nd spot went to Bardock. 3rd was the former
prince Vegeta. His strength was quickly gaining ground on myself and Bardock given our new training methods. and 4th
surprisingly enough was Brocco. I placed under Bardock his squad. That squad were responsible for maintaining order
on board the ship. Under Vegeta I placed my former squad mates Ternipa and Leakz and my cousin Turles who was
seemingly adapting well to the new regime. This group are in charge of scouting for new worlds for us to settle on along
with the combat training of our members. Under Brocco I placed the Jazartian’s as they held a good working
arrangement. This department was mostly responsible for feeding and maintaining operations of us on board. I also
placed his most radical trainees under him too, Brocco was also the head trainer when it came to Ki. It seems that
Brocco and Vegeta hold Joint practice quite often and the results are astounding. Many Saiyan’s usage of Ki is
bordering on the skilled level which also coincides with their power levels reaching almost 10,000 at a minimum. These
acts have further ingrained into the minds of everyone just how pointless the former caste system of planet Vegeta was.
It was a handicap that was limiting our potential. A fun little side effect of everyone working in unison is also that the
Saiyans were learning from the Jazartians too. The older Saiyans struggled with the concepts that were taught but some
of the younger Saiyans were getting to a point where I could compare it to a high school level education of my former
life. For such a brutal race this was quite the break through. They still kept their fully aggressive tendencies this was
never more displayed than during what became known as a sorting event. We however seemed to have reached a
place where those aggressive tendencies no longer define us as a race. Some of the former planet Vegeta would say
we are losing what makes us Saiyans, I however feel I am focusing it like a magnifying glass creating a laser beam. I
think this aggression can be used to our advantage in our future development. By arranging this organisation I limit any
chance for us to lose our way over the next few years. This is going to be a trying time for us on board our ship. We
have no planet and no real home, but by making this ship run as smoothly as possible and encouraging growth together
our bonds as a Brotherhood will see us through these hard times.
Us Saiyan’s are a resilient breed we have been traveling in this ship for almost six months. The Jazartian’s have
detected a suitable planet that we are now heading towards. The planet has a very harsh environment. It orbits around
dual suns so nightfall is sparse, the planet itself is twice as large as planet Vegeta was so the gravity is suitably twice as
powerful. The Resilience of us Saiyan’s though makes this an ideal place to live. Due to training continuously with
weights and higher gravity on our ship we feel the majority of us will handle the environment with ease. Brocco has
continued training with the Saiyan’s so he has no issues concerning the gravity. The inhabitants of the ship are growing
restless with excitement. The Jazartian’s have developed drones that will handle our need on our new planet. Whilst I
was initially worried about their prospects of surviving on the planet it seems my worries are unfounded. The elderly
Jazartian I met previously is an expert in bio engineering. It seems he was working on hypothetical research in altering
the biological structure of a being. Because of his research our medical treatment is second to none. One evening I
invited him for a meal and we were talking about his desired area of study. When he mentioned his main area of
expertise is in bio technology I asked if there was anything we could do to help his people prepare for the environment
they are going to live in. Unlike us Saiyans and Brocco they aren’t a hardy people. He smiled and was immediately
grateful for my worry of his people but assured me he has begun taking precautions. When I asked what he meant he
said that his people have been injected with a prototype serum of his creation. It seems that he used Saibermen as a
basis for this serum. The Saibermen’s ability to adapt to any surface they are grown in particular. Although not as quick
as a Saiberman it seems that initial tests prove that his kind have developed an adaptive capability. Since this has
occurred he has proceed to send them off ship each time we hold a sorting event and each planets environment has
gradually strengthened them artificially. Not only that their immune system seems to adapt to any pathogen allowing
them to synthesize a cure for most air borne virus’ that they encounter. After talking to him for a while we gradually
began to bond. It seems his name is Bonda and he is close to 200 years old. His grey white whiskers are a testament to
his age. His research reminded me of a specific arc in the Dragon Ball story and how easily creating an artificial creature
would be that incorporates the DNA of many donors. He stroked his whiskers and gave it some thought. It seems my
suggestion is possible for their current technology. He did however say that how the organism would develop would be
subject entirely to chance and no scientist in their right mind would take the risk of doing something so reckless. I
chuckled at that remembering Dr Gero from the story and how his hatred of Goku must have driven him to such a rash
act. I also asked him how the drones that Bonda had sent out are fairing. It seems that one such drone has found the
ship Kakorot was sent off in and he had landed on Earth in the same place yet again being rescued by Gohan who
would become his grandparent. The likelihood of this occurring in this universe I thought was a bit strange but chose to
ignore it . None the less Mother and Father were racking their brains with worry but when it was know he was safe they
felt immediate relief. I suggested we leave Kakorot on that planet as I expressed my desire for him to learn that planets
version of martial arts. Mother and Father basically just saw it as a mission we would send any Saiyan on after a few
years only in line with our new mentality we want him to gain knowledge rather than destroy. With that worry behind us
we now moved on towards our new home planet with a clear view towards the future.
We did however have one stop to make along the way. A small little green planet that is home to the Namekian’s.
We were orbiting planet Namek. It seemed to be a planet devoid of much life. Because of a catastrophic climate change
the majority of life on this planet was lost. Our ship slowly descended through the atmosphere and gently made a
landing in a large open field of blue grass. I wanted to make the best first impression on this planet so I chose just
Brocco to come with me. The place we are headed is home of the strongest power level on this planet. That would no
doubt be Nail who is the guardian of Guru. We flew across the landscape Brocco whilst looking as stoic as he could was
looking at the home world of his people. He is fully aware that we took him from an Illegal auction on a distant planet
while he was still an egg, that simple fact garnered a great deal of admiration from him. The fact he also treats me as
something a kin to a father too is also part of why he works so diligently. I find him treating me like a Father quite
amusing considering how much bigger than me he has grown since his birth not so long ago.
We flew over a few small settlements there were Namekian children playing outside. Whilst they could sense our
presence one look at Brocco put them at ease. We finally arrived at a large cliff side with a white domed building
adorned with spiky protrusions. This is the home of the planets elder named Guru. We gently landed on the grassy
embankment and began to walk towards the building. As we got nearer the door opened and out walked a Namekian.
He was wearing the traditional Namekian clothing with a ruffled neck piece. His power level was roughly about 30,000
He was exuding quite the frightening atmosphere. His face had a surly disposition. He took one look at Brocco and for
the first time I could see visible fear on Brocco’s face. “Hello” I said in as cheerful a voice as I could whilst waving to
show I held no ill will. “We would like to talk to the elder of your people. We offer grave news that could affect your
people’s lives if not heard out”. As I said that it seems Nail took it as a threat. He launched an energy blast directly at
me. In the time it took me to block the blast Nail was already within striking range. He used the opening blast as a way to
make an opening, quite the genius strategy. I blocked his punch. I momentarily thought of counter attacking but thought
that would cause even more of a misunderstanding so I simply watched to see what he would do next. As we were
locked in our staring contest a gurgled voice came from the building. “Nail…… Show them in!” Nail began to sigh. He
turned around and began to walk not saying anything we just obediently followed. We entered the building and the room
was darkened but we could make out the silhouette sitting on a large throne. The large Namekian Guru looked at us with
appraising eyes and then began to speak “What young one is this grave news you have come to tell us about”. His
ancient looking features turned grim as he let not even the slightest micro movement of mine go unnoticed. “The space
pirate Freezer has set his eye on your planet. We don’t know when exactly but he is heading here for something called
Dragon Balls”. With the last two words I uttered the name of the Dragon balls Guru’s expression changed immediately
“Come forward child of Saiyans” and beckoned me closer. This ancient Namekian held many mystical abilities but as I
held no ill will I accepted. He placed his hand on my head and in that moment I felt something penetrating my mind.
Every single memory I had of this life and the next were nothing but an open book before this incredible Namekian. I felt
a sudden urge to hide the contents of my mind but as though expecting this Guru said “threat not your desire to hide
your thoughts is the natural instinct of all living creatures”. In that moment Guru had seemingly given me a choice either
hide my thoughts or hold no secrets, against my natural instinct I chose the latter. A large smile floated on the ancient
Namekian’s face and he began to chuckle to himself as though something amusing just occurred to him. “Ah the
universe is a much stranger place than I initially gave it credit to be” He said alternating between laughing and wheezing.
“I have seen what is to come for my people through your memories. The fact the suffering of my kin is part of some kind
of entertainment that you know of saddens my heart. I wish to avoid this if possible”. Nail looks at Guru “what suffering
are you speaking of lord Guru. For the first time Gurus eyes moved from me. That heavy gaze is quite intimidating, I was
glad of the reprieve. “In the future all of our people will be killed by the people in their search for the Dragon balls”. Nail
was shocked “All of them” he asked. Guru nodded his ancient figure caught pondering something no one should ponder.
How can anyone grasp the genocide of their people. ” Nail gather the young from each village and several of the elders”
at Gurus spontaneous order Nail immediately began to move. Usually he wouldn’t leave Guru alone with the company of
strangers but the graveness in Guru’s voice convinced him otherwise. “Now then you young Namekian” Guru looked at
Brocco. “ Now that nail is gone, I can tell by your face that you are the child of the one we call Slug”. I was quite shocked
by this revelation Brocco’s Father is Lord Slug the super Namekian. “I know not for why you were birthed but your Father
was exiled from this planet. He had the greatest potential of all Namekian’s myself included but chose to use his gifts for
evil. I hope that you do not follow the path set by your Father” Guru looked hard at Brocco. Brocco however didn’t seem
all that bothered and he replied in as cool and confident a voice as I had ever heard from him “I have only vague
memories of this Slug from the imprinting he did on my egg. I care little however I only have one Father and it is the one
who rescued me from slavery and raised me since my birth”. Brocco looked at me and yet again Guru started laughing.
“Very well both of you come here”. We stood before Guru he placed his palms on top of our heads as he did so I felt a
similarly invasive feeling as the last only this time instead of my memories it was digging into something much deeper.
Guru’s face twisted as though under sever exertion. I felt something right from the center of my very soul being pulled
against. With each mighty pull my power level rose. I felt as though a wave of power was running wild within myself. I
looked at Brocco and he was undergoing a similar experience. Our auras were flowing out uncontrollably. The were
flowing wild like the uncontrolled rapids of a river or an ocean storm. Guru’s face kept getting paler and paler with each
pulling sensation we felt. Eventually he had to let go. He was gasping for breath as sweat dripped down his giant
wrinkled green face. ” Ha….. ha. ha” his breathing slowly settled back down before Guru began to speak again “I am
sorry. I have unlocked as much of your dormant power as I can. I have never been pulled into another persons power
like I was just now” Guru looked at me whilst saying that his eyes looking at something like a mythical beast. He then
looked at Brocco “You have great power within you. You are indeed a credit to our race”. Brocco was looking over his
body which was over flowing with power. In just a moment his power level had surpassed Nails 30,000. If I had to
estimate I would say his power was around 45,000. Mine however eclipsed that by quite an incredible margin. To be
honest I don’t think I could currently estimate my power it felt a little over whelming. A little while later Nail returned with
the youngsters of each village and two or three elders. Upon sensing our Ki his face made for quite a peculiar
appearance, he was however unable to speak his thought at that moment. One of the elders asked “Lord Guru why
have you summoned us?” Guru looked over them all with paternal affection and spoke “a great calamity is to befall our
people. Sadly the wheel of fate can not be stopped but we can to some degree mitigate the suffering of our race”. Guru
then pointed at us making sure everyone’s eyes had followed and were looking our way he began talking again, “I wish
for you here to evacuate our planet and join up with these two. This child of Namek and his companions will give you
meaning in leaving your homes. I know it is tough and for that I am sorry but it is for the best of our people”. Hearing
Guru’s words they were all crestfallen. They however did not disobey the elder of their race. Guru then seemed to notice
something “where are the ones from Moori’s clan?” he asked Nail. Nail shook his head and began to speak “It seems
that they are facing some kind of issue and couldn’t answer the call this time”. Guru then let out a large exasperated sigh
“it cannot be helped then. It seems this is all we can spare from the wheel of fate”. He then looked back at me that heavy
gaze once again burning into me “Young Saiyan friend of our people. Please keep these ones safe. Let them be the kind
of strength you wish for”. Guru then struggled to lower his massive figure and bowed to me. Nail was taken aback along
with every other Namekian here. With as big a smile as I could muster I said to Guru “raise your head Lord Guru. From
this day we are all part of the same Brotherhood. These Namekian’s that are to come with us are now like our family”.
Guru smiled a sense of relief had washed over him. We excused our selves and headed towards our ship. We were
gifted a few Namekian ships that we had placed inside our cargo hold. I was sure the Jazartian’s would be happily
examining the new technology. That concludes our peaceful trip to Namek where we gathered more members to our
cause. Our next stop is the planet that is destined to become our new home world.