Dragon Ball SIster (DB SI)

[Blue burrowing critter]

Author note, if you enjoy dragon ball, dragon ball Z, dragon ball super or any other dragon ball related media and content, I hope you enjoy this as well.

Warning! Contains extreme violence and other acts that require warning, it's going to get absurdly dark very fast, starts grimdark but will hopefully get better, you have been warned.

So with that I hope you enjoy it.

Dragon Ball SIster!

Chapter 1: the difference between home and Home.

I'll be honest, waking up as a tiny little girl with a tail, surrounded by other people who shared all the same basic traits as me, black eyes, black incredible spiky hair and tails being the most notable with only a limited number of exceptions.

Was not exactly what I would consider pleasant, especially when everyone is apparently superhuman and incredibly violent murderers.

To simplify, not a great place to be as a child, frankly the kids who got sent off to slaughter and conquer worlds as literal newborn baby's were probably better raised and more adjusted than the average saiyan born and raised on planet Vegeta itself.

Relative I know, nobody here was well adjusted or right in the head, an entire race of prideful battle loving maniacs who genocide entire planets for their even eviler overlords, the irony being that our services were soon to be repaid with interest…

Living- no let's be frank, surviving as a child on planet Vegeta was not easy, if you were weak you got sent off to die or conquer a planet to prove your worth, if you were barley strong enough not to be sent away, well you better pray your disappointed parents take pity on you and actually decide to take care of your sorry ass.

Because if they don't take pity on you then you're basically already dead, saiyans don't really do orphanages or welfare or any of that other stuff, make no mistake they treat each other with slightly more tolerance and respect than they do the races they happily slaughter, they will not help you.

And then there's the lucky ones, either having parents who are both strong enough and care about their children, or your a child born to the middle class or higher, you are probably going to be a bully, beating up anyone weaker than you and stealing their food, there was a lot of that going on most of the time.

Strong kids would usually be snooping around looking for a target any target to beat up and pick on for the hell of it, if it wasn't the strong kids it was the weak adults and more pathetic low class warriors who did it to feel better about themselves by beating up children, happens a lot more than you'd like.

Food, we saiyans eat like crazy and are always hungry for more, more power, more battles and more food, and other things if the individual saiyan finds themself so inclined, though most stick to the main three, battle, power and food.

So, you might be wondering, where do I come into this? Where do I fit in the hierarchy or totem pole of respect and such that the majority of saiyans live by?

Well for that I suppose I should explain my personal circumstances, I have a good mom, easily the best mom on the planet morally, which I'm very thankful for, and a cold and distant father who could be infinitely worse, and is only really like that because he's out there making ends meat for all four soon to be five of us, but a decent guy all together.

And a weakling big brother who fell into the "barley strong enough not to get sent away" category, and yes it took me an outright humiliating and embarrassing amount of time to realize were I'd been reborn, though to be fair I was busy surviving and learning how to fly, still it's humiliating!

My father's name is Bardock and he looks exactly like Goku but with scars, we all have tails and are literally called saiyans!

How did I not immediately put two and two together to make a four star dragonball!?

Ignoring my humiliation, I guess I should expand on that whole brother thing before I go on another massive tangent, Raditz was…

Okay I guess, as far as brothers went, having to hide behind your little sister who's two and a half years younger than you is pretty pathetic though, but at the same time he was part of the very small group of people I could call family and actually trust.

Almost everyone on Vegeta, hell almost all saiyans are completely evil monsters, and speaking of monsters…

Staring into the lifeless terrified eyes of the alien I'd murdered not even a full ten minutes ago, I don't think I have any room to talk on that point anymore, and I'm talking to myself, or have I been talking to this severed head of a guy I murdered?

One of those is probably more messed up than the other, pretty sure it's talking to the dead, it's perfectly normal to talk to yourself right?

The lifeless eyes stared back at me, begging me not to kill… him? her? I didn't even know if they're genders worked the same way as "normal", they looked youngish, like a teenager or very early twenties if they aged like, say humans did.

If I kept staring into their eyes maybe they'd forgive me? stop looking at me like I was a monster?

…. But I was a monster now, wasn't I?

Their eyes were a very pretty purple, the head was lightly speckled with green and blue scales while having some kinda feathers for hair in both yellow and orange colors.

A blast hit me from behind, not even enough to scratch my armor I would assume given it did nothing at all to me, turning around I was met with the sight of another one of them, this one obviously armed and screaming in rage as it fired its weapon, the shot missing as I tilted my head and rocketed towards him at what was practically walking speed for me, but was probably faster than he could track.

Blasting a hole through his chest after appearing behind him and kicking him across the road I'm on for good measure, he drops limply against the stone wall of a house, unmoving, lifeless.

Walking over and moving his head to better face me I get a better look at their face, similar eyes looking between them both, removing the helmet I find similar but shorter feather hair on the older ones head, maybe there related, removing the remains of his weapon I place the severed head in his arms in its stead.

Scanning the area with my scouter I find 5 people in the large building at the end of this road, probably a family, raising my hand and pouring KI into and out of my hand I generate a ball of ki, blasting the house to rubble, 1 still left, sighing I walk to it and unbury the sole soon-to-not-be-survivor.

Pulling out a small bundle that was clutched between a pair of arms, the cries ringing out across the surrounding area, of course it's a baby, I stare up to the sky, of course it's a fucking baby…

Why wouldn't it be a baby I have to murder?

The crying only gets louder as I stare up at the sky, it doesn't bother me in the slightest. I've been a saiyan for four and a half years, if I can't handle a crying infant I'd be long dead by now.

Part of me thinks for a moment, could I let this one live? Could I be merciful for just a moment? Show even the smallest amount of compassion? Maybe I could take the baby and ru-

CRACK!

… the crying stopped, I placed the child back in its mother's arms and walked away, looking at the sky.

By this planet's standards I bet it's a beautiful day out.

I wipe at my eyes, wiping away the tears that always come when I have to do this, but I find none, I look down and stare at my glove, dry.

I blink my eyes a few times, almost trying to force them out, but nothing comes, I drop my hand back to my side, a chuckle wells up at the back of my throat, I try to stop it but a hysterical laugh breaks through my lips.

The sound echoes across the stones of the houses, over the roads and through the shattered windows, I laugh loud and hard to the point my sides hurt and I'm bending over slightly, practically shaking with laughter and only then does a single tear fall from my left eye.

Calming down from that uh, whatever that was, sudden bout of madness? Sure why not, guess I am going coo coo, what's new?

I've done this five times, from when I turned three to now where I'm four and a half I've gone on five missions, one and three were basically the same as this one with the only major difference being my own ability and age combined with inexperience and the fact I was going to commit my first genocide, killing for the first time was hell, and it hadn't gotten any better.

The second mission was definitely the worst, it was my first time transforming into an Oozaru, I couldn't control myself, I didn't have the mercy of not remembering either, I had to watch everything, trapped in my own giant monstrous body as I slaughtered countless people, and easily the worst part, I remembered the taste as the first family went down my throat, how good they tasted, how intoxicating the power was, how addictive it was, how good the power felt.

It was so disgusting, so terrible and repulsive.

But it was so good, felt so good, they were so good…

I remember it all too vividly, how I counted the first five families, and all the way to ten before I lost count, what were a few more dead? A couple more family's to the thousands I'd slaughtered already?

I remember turning back to normal and just being grateful nobody saw me fall to my knees and vomit. I sat there vomiting for some time and eventually made my way back to the regroup point, after I cleaned myself up as well as I could.

Weakness and cowardice were the only sins saiyans had, fitting for a race of biologically wired killers, the tech to "program" kid's with the mission to slaughter the planet they land on not helping in the slightest, in fact worsening the problem, thankfully only used on those sent away for being weak.

And if nothing else I wasn't weak, but I didn't feel very strong. I checked the scauter, searching for anyone else, nothing.

I breathed for a moment, just took a moment to center myself, to focus on the small things, the better things, like moms cooking when I got back, Gina was a great cook.

I floated into the air as easily as breathing and returned to my pod. I was the first one done, because unlike most I didn't play with my food.

Ugh that was terrible, why did I put it like that!?!

I was just thinking about eating people, why would I make that… joke? Did that even count as a joke? It wasn't very funny…

I sighed as I sat down in front of my pod, they'll be back in no time, probably joking about their massacres, I'll just sit here and wait, no problem.


When they finally got back, having finally done their part of the job, we launched back to planet Vegeta, but of course there had to be a problem.

Jala, one of other girls in our squads pod was busted and couldn't be easily repaired, so she would need to double up with someone, the others groaned at it, she wouldn't fit in a bigger pod with one of the adults, she was a bit older like ten or so, and it would be a tight fit for almost everyone.

I was the youngest of the group and more importantly the smallest, she'd probably be able to easily fit in with me, nobody seemed to consider putting her with me though, I was kinda offended in a way, I didn't want to double up but I wasn't going to complain about it!

I simply grabbed the girl and threw her into my pod, ignoring the others as I shuffled in next to her, "let's just get out of here already!" I yelled at everyone, the squad leader laughed and allowed it with a joke that I think might have been lewd, and we finally, finally headed back to planet Vegeta, home sweet home.


The ride home was uneventful, she basically stayed completely silent during the trip, I wasn't going to start a conversation, so we sat in silence.

When we landed back on Vegeta I headed straight home, I was four, they weren't going to expect me to do anything but murder everyone I found, the squad leader was the one who'd be stuck filing a probably half assed report about the mission for probably an hour, sucks for him.

"Gura! Your home early, your brother Raditz should be home soon, I'll get food ready, why don't you get some rest?" Was Gina with a beaming, practically blinding smile compared to how dark and fucked everything else was.

"Can I help you with the food, I'm not tired." I tried to smile, and apparently succeeded since she happily accepted my help, she was the least… "Saiyan" Saiyan there is.

We had just finished the food when Raditz arrived, looking a little scuffed from his mission, or more likely, from the trip from the landing pad area to our house, he was breathing a little raggedly, I wonder who it was this time.

It probably wasn't a member of his squad though how dad managed to get Raditz on the same team as the prince and Grand… vizier? Nappa was anybody's guess, they wouldn't have bothered bullying him other than insulting him, he knew better than to back talk or piss either of them off.

Meh, he probably wouldn't say, he had been putting up more of a tough guy act since I'd come around, hiding behind your sister is humiliating like that I suppose.

He ran a hand through my hair, giving me head pats, "sup runt, how did your mission go?" I swatted his hand away and explained some of it, when I got to the part about the pretty hair feathers he cut me off.

"That's great and all, but it doesn't compare to the greatness of Raditz's latest victory!" he put his fist in the air, then went on to explain the totally not made up battle he'd definitely won on the way home, mom just smiled and shook her head as he went on and on.

"So mom, when's dad going to be back?" I whispered to her, still half paying attention to Raditz's story, he'd be upset if I didn't pay at least a little attention, and he was one of the only people I cared about, even if he was a little gremlin.

"He should be back by Tomorrow morning at the latest, so he'll be here for a family- what did you call it? Dinner? Yeah he'll be here for a family dinner tomorrow!" She said quietly but excitedly, facing Raditz as he continued his story.

"... And then I grabbed him and threw him to the ground with my Raditz bitch toss and…" yep, he's going to be at it for a while as Mom finished laying out the food, he didn't even stop telling the story as he ate, it just went from barely telligible to completely intelligible.

Where did we Saiyan's put it all? Not a damn clue but we could eat and eat and never get full, it was weird, even weirder when you consider that there were fat Saiyan's, so just imagine how much they have to eat to get fat.

The rest of the meal goes by with the only sound being eating and Raditz story, muffled as it is, it was entertaining if I focused on the hilarious image of him actually winning a fight against anybody, plus he was good at being funny.

When that was all finished Mom and Raditz went to do their own thing, I walked over to the large green tube in our house, placing a hand on the glass, and stared at Kakarot, the child who would go on to become Goku the hero of the universe and the light In the darkness, the first Super Saiyan and so much more, he was destined to be so much more than the rest of us.

My little brother would grow up to become a hero and so much more.

I went to my room and flopped on my bed, just hoping I wouldn't have another nightmare. I'd been awake for at least three days straight and wanted to sleep.

Waking up the next day was fine, I didn't have anything to do, my next mission wouldn't be for a while so I guess I can wait for Bardock at the landing pad.

Sitting there and waiting for him, seeing his pod coming in, I walked over and stood in front of it as he landed and his pod cracked open.

Bardock, father of Goku, stood before me, tall and strong, scared from countless battles and what probably counted as a few wars, my father.

"Gura, good to see you well, how did your mission go?" He crossed his arms and looked at me.

"It went well, the only problem was one of the pods breaking down and I had to double up on the way back." He snorted and nodded his head, the rest of his team were getting out and standing together watching.

"Well once I'm done finishing my report of our mission I'll be home for food, so why don't you head home, wouldn't want to bore you with all that, and gotta find another mission to take for tomorrow." He headed back to his squad and was probably teased by them for his family life.

Walking back I ran into Raditz, getting jumped by a few of the other kids, kicking one into another and punching the last one in the face, sending them sprawling, when they got up they looked like they wanted to fight, which quickly turned to fear as they ran away, a two on three fight apparently to much for them.

Picking a panting Raditz up by his arm and dusting him off and dragging him home, complaining the whole way, "I can walk myself you know!" I ignored him.

When dad got home there was a bit of a full family reunion, where we all placed our hands on Kakarot's tube, then we all ate, nothing fancy but it was good, I was happy.

"...The next planet me and my team are set to conquer is named "Kanassa", home to a bunch of supposedly future seeing fish like people, might actually be a challenge." He dropped almost out of nowhere, to me at least, I had to hold back from cringing at the name of the planet alone, everyone else seemed to not notice.

When we were done with dinner, mom and dad went to their room to do grownup things, I sit and stare at Goku's tube, before I get up head to bed and lay down in bed closing my eyes.

The next few days practically fly by, I'd always known this day was coming, when Freeza or Frieza or however you say his stupid name would blow us all to hell, planet shit outta luck indeed.

Over those days I planned, but most of that boiled down to praying Bardock and Gina did what they usually do and send us away to earth, if we didn't get sent to earth though, we were kinda screwed, other than that I trained and did my best to act like nothing was up.

He left, and then Raditz left, my team wasn't like theirs, not team's of warriors who could put Frieza's elite to shame with how fast they conquered planet's and took missions, mine was made up of weaker adults and children, not prodigies and super murderers, nor badasses and pillage hungry murder machines.

So I wouldn't have a mission for quite a while, and with word of Frieza's latest order, for all saiyans to return to planet Vegeta I'm pretty sure that was my last mission.

When dad arrived he was alone, that was bad enough along with the new blood red bandana around his forehead and his brink of death state, he recovered quickly in only a few hours, with me and Gina sitting and waiting for him to recover from Dodorias beating.

When he exited he looked half mad, grabbing his and my pods and taking us to collect Kakarot from his tube, he then had I fly to the other side of the planet near the tribal ruins of the old saiyan villages before we conquered the planet from the Tuffles, its honesty surprising we didn't kill all of the Tuffles, but adding them to the gene pool was possible a worse fate depending on method used…

Anyway, things were going pretty quickly and he kept stopping to grab his head in pain, so he probably had the future sight now from that Kanassan guy, but now here we were, with him handing me Kakarot and putting me in his pod.

"Promise me you'll look after your little brother Gura, promise me you'll protect him, and promise me you'll avenge us, I know this is a lot to ask of you, but I have to." He looked desperate and pained, but determined and with his course set.

"I promise, father, mother, I promise to protect him, no matter what!" Gina looked ready to break as Bardock smiled a small almost brittle smile and punched in the last coordinates, telling me to suppress my power as much as I possibly could, which I did, more goodbyes and fair wells were exchanged as they finally stepped back as the pod hummed to life and slowly lifted to be launched towards what I presumed was earth.

Gina ran after us with tears in her eyes as we rocketed off, Kakarot crying and reaching out for them, not that I could blame him since I was doing the same thing, a few tears fell which were quickly wiped away as I leaned back in the seat, staring at the planet disappearing for what was almost certainly the last time.

I pulled Kakarot, Goku close to my chest as I stared at our home, I watched as frieza was confronted by my father and the futile resistance he put up, though I might have imagined that part since I was probably to far away by then to actually see the clash.

And as Kakarot's cry's turned to sniffles and finally to snoring in my arms, I rapped my tail around him and slowly closed my eyes, letting sleep claim me, to a different kind of nightmare, though thankfully this one was fake.


Author note, two things, I apologize I might have gone a bit heavy on the dark stuff and I kinda regret going that far with it.

And Gura's hair, the way I will explain it is longer Gina hair, much shorter Raditz like a third as long and a slightly shorter Bardock/Goku hai, all rolled up into one, basically a spiky mess that unlike Raditz is also in front of his face as well.

Other than that I hope you enjoyed this first chapter, expect future chapters to be shorter, and this will be posted on both Questionable questing and Spacebattle, Or QQ and SB. Again I hope you enjoyed my longest work yet!

 

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A bit scuffed in grammar but an all-round decent intro to a story

 

[Kolarthecool]

Hope this timeskips right to the Saiyan Saga, or at least sets a blistering pace. We dont really need a rehash of Dragonball except with Goku and his older Sister having a far easier time than canon Goku already did. Nothing in Dragonball should even be a challenge for her, let alone a Goku with a suitable sparring partner.

At best it would be the MC going 'I let canon play out just so I could take advantage of this particular training, or learn this certain ability, or make this wish on the Dragon, etc'.

 

[Blue burrowing critter]

Chapter 2 Home landing, and relearning to laugh.

It wasn't my first time waking up in a crater in an attack pod on a different world, but it was my first time on what was an alternate version of my first life's home planet.

The pod opened automatically as I did my best to wake up and get out of the pod, trying not to rouse…

Goku, from his sleep, we are on Earth now so he's Goku, well hopefully we're on Earth and not some different planet I know nothing about, but looking around at the trees they do bear a resemblance to the ones I remember.

Green leaves forming a large canvas above us that blocks a lot of the sunlight, but letting enough through for it to be pleasantly bright and warm, I feel nice, comfortable, lighter then I have in years now!

I then huff at the thought that it's because of the 10 times higher gravity on planet Vegeta, but that doesn't explain all of the lightness, my thoughts and my heart don't weigh nearly as heavy as they did on planet Vegeta or any other planet I was on.

Even with the loss of Gine and Bardock, great, now I'm sad again, focus on the- ugh, literally anything but that!

The air is clean and lightly breezy, not the harsh sand choking air of planet Vegeta and I can't even smell blood, I'm pretty sure that's a first in this life…

Happy thought's, Gura.

At least Goku's cute, looking down at him curled up in my arms with my tail wrapped around him. I can't help but smile, a few tears welling up in my eyes that I can't wipe away because my hands have more important things to do.

I shake my head rapidly and refocus on my surroundings.

Huh, never thought I'd be grateful to hear crickets, bees and birds again, it's nice…

Now what?

Should I just wait around and hope Gohan comes along to adopt us?

I mean that's what happened for Goku in canon, he was just found by Gohan in a nearby bush? Tree? I'm not one hundred percent sure really.

There's a path nearby if I'm not mistaken, or at least I think there is one and that's were Gohan is-

"Hello young lady"- I jumped a little, I admit that, turning my body away from the voice to shield my brother and turning to look at the one who spoke.

Seeing him in real life is very different then in manga or on a screen, I mean 'yeah duh' but at the same time it's a little different from Bardock or Gine and the way it was weird seeing real Saiyan's and technically seeing a human for the first time in this life.

Humans and Saiyan's aren't that different in appearance really, but humans are definitely more similar to Tuffles, since Saiyan's pretty much all have the same general features and coloring with very few exceptions.

Pushing those thoughts down I relax a little, thank Kami I don't have to learn a different language, universal common English for the win I guess.

"Sorry for scaring you, but what's a young girl like you doing this far out in the forest?" I have to focus, am I panicking?

Say something Gura!

"We had to get as far away as possible." My voice is a little rough, I probably need some water, and Goku is starting to wake up!

My half assed Ki sense finally got off its ass and let me feel the surroundings, needing time to recover from stasis disorientation usually isn't a problem since we can just sit around and wait before…

I can feel him now, sense his Ki, his Ki is calm and controlled in a way almost entirely unlike that of everyone on Planet Vegeta and in the Frieza Force.

His eyes narrow for a moment, I can feel a hint of caution from him, quickly overshadowed by concern as he thinks over what to do.

Even suppressed as I am, I'm probably letting off more power then he's ever felt in his entire life, and I'm betting an actual master of Ki and fighting knows a good bit more about this stuff then me.

Weird to think I'm almost certainly the most powerful person on the entire planet, but knowing about Frieza and all the other monsters to come really dampens the mood on that.

"Do you wish to come with me?" He asks a moment later, having made up his mind.

I practically fall over myself accepting his offer and he leads me back to his house, a modest, humble and cozy little place but with more than enough space for a man and two small children.

It really is startling the contrast between Earth and every other planet I've been to, especially planet Vegeta, maybe it's because I knew what to expect, but am still all too happy to see it?

Either way, that first meal on Earth from Grandpa Gohan was easily the best I'd ever had in both my lives, and Goku definitely agreed.

The first few days are… awkward isn't really the word, but strange or weird doesn't really fit either, Grandpa Gohan is a character-

No, a person, who for all his importance to making Goku into the man he'll become, we really only know a little bit about, his kindness can't be overstated, but what else is there about him?

He's a damn good cook, and was Master Roshi's star pupil until Goku came along, he's the Kent's of Goku, his uncle Bem, someone who's morals, teachings and past on skills set the foundation for a Hero to be forged.

And from personal experience, he's honestly a normal, good man in a wacky, all over the place world, a man unafraid of helping others even though he has no obligation to, a man who lives away from it all in a peaceful little house far up on a mountain in the forest.

He's brave, has the patience of a Saint and a heart of Gold, he'd never acknowledge it but, he's perfect in a way I can't really explain or express with words, he takes moral principles and lives by them fully.

He doesn't force me to learn his ways, doesn't force us to stay or to leave, doesn't push or prod about our feelings or circumstances, he's just there, a comforting and understanding presence lending an ear or a shoulder.

By the end of the first month Goku is babbling happily at everything he does, by the second month he and I are taking turns on chores and taking care of Goku, by the third month Grandpa Gohan comes all too easily.

It's just evening in the first quarter of the fourth month when Gohan goes outside to train that I follow him and just watch, it's that same month I first start learning martial arts.

Goku was playing with wooden blocks, building little towers, bridges and houses with them, babbling happy baby noises as I and Grandpa Gohan watched, Goku now wearing a diaper and me wearing a black T-shirt and orange pants.

It's the sixth month that I explain most of our story, leaving out the part about being reborn into a previously fictional world as the sister of the main character for multiple reasons.

He hugs me, and Goku joins a moment later, just wanting to be included, adorable little bundle of joy and sunshine that he is, though he never hit his head, I'm just glad he's okay.

It's a full year later that I start full on training with Gohan, and am I ever glad for the gap in power between us because wow can he throw down like very few others, power scaling really made me think skill would only get so far against overwhelming power, but that's just plain not true.

He beat me easily the first couple times, that was a lesson in hesitation, arrogance and holding back, all of which could kill you quicker than any opponent, because they were opponents in their own right, the most insidious kind.

It was fun, in a primal, very much Saiyan way, that just made me laugh as I lay sprawled on the ground after my dozenth loss in a row, holding my stomach with one hand as I pushed myself up, Gohan smiling as well as I reset for another try.

That very next night all three of us were sitting by a stream not too far away from the house, it was after the full moon, I refused to let the same fate be fall Grandpa Gohan, Goku had already fallen asleep in my lap lulled to sleep by Gohan, my head leaning on Grandpa Gohan shoulder as he continued to sing, my own eyes growing heavy as I let sleep claim me with a smile and tears running down my face.

I woke up in the cabin, Goku still in my arms with a blanket covering us both, Grandpa Gohan breathing lightly not too far away, I stared at the roof, not wanting to wake either of them.

I was Home…


A/N any thoughts, criticisms, suggestions and ideas? All are welcome and appreciated.

 

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That's so cute it's giving me cavities

 

[Blue burrowing critter]

Dragon Ball SIster

Chapter 3: METAphorical Baby Steps.



I was carrying Goku to bed, running a hand through his classic spiky black Saiyan hair and reminding myself to brush it tomorrow when I actually thought about the future.



It wasn't that horrifying when I knew we'd always win no matter what as long as we trained as hard as we could and dedicated ourselves to beating up bad guys, who would be a nickel a hundred in the future.



What would that metaphor be since this world predominantly used Zeni?



Anyway, what should I do, just wait for another…



I looked down at Goku, he giggled happily, noming on one of my fingers, my middle finger, and grabbing my ring and pointer fingers with his tiny hands.



…12ish years I think for Bulma to show up or do I go out and start my own journey before the original Dragonball starts?



Because that's a really long time without things like technology or anything of the sort, I'm not going to think about it too much but living out in the middle of nowhere left unsurprisingly little in the way of modern amenities.



Don't get me wrong, I could spend the rest of my life just like this with just me, Goku and Grandpa Gohan, but it wouldn't be sustainable if we didn't do something about the countless evils running around.



Somebody would come for us one day, and if we didn't beat them to the punch we were beyond any word in any language for fucked…



Go out and try to find the dragon balls early, by myself and leave Goku here with Grandpa Gohan, with no dragon radar or other reliable way to find them?



I'd held the real four star Ball, the one always in the Son family's possession due to it being the one that pretty much starts the series, it had a unique energy to it, but that was pretty flimsy for finding them scattered around the planet…



Bulma had one when she arrived, Ox King, Master Roshi's…



Did Bulma have one or two when she started her journey?



Lightly pulling my fingers out of Goku's grasp as he tiredly drifts off to sleep, making sure to wrap him up in the blanket extra tight since it was getting colder and would be winter soon, we didn't actually get snow here, at worst the top of the mountain a bit farther up did and it sometimes built up enough to come down the mountain.



That one guy who gets killed by mercenary Tao with his own spear had one I'm pretty sure, and I think they found one at the village Oolong was terrorizing.



Wait was… Upa's dad having a Dragon Ball after Oolong made the Pantie wish?



Was that before or after Monster Carat? Bulma doesn't wear the bunny outfit until after Oolong, but before his wish and meeting Pilaf, so I think I can safely say after.



That means I could probably gather three or four Dragon Balls within reason, if Grandpa Gohan lets me borrow his.



"Sure thing Gura." He replies, eyes focused on the cute baby clothes he's knitting for Goku, it's orange and will probably make Goku look like an Orange Apple with black leaves.



Well, something about gift horses and mouths I think is how the saying goes…



I bite my lip, power poll in my hands and wear my oversized orange and pink Gi, made so I could grow into it easily and it could be easily made bigger as I got older.



Grandpa Gohan and Goku (in his own orange Gi) had come out too see me off, I'd hopefully only be gone for a few days too a week at most if things went smoothly.



But there's always a margin of error to account for, soooo….



I'll probably be gone for like a month or something, why am I such a moron?



I grumble to myself as I run towards whatever adventure awaits me away from Home, away from my Brother and Grandpa.



This is just another thing to blame on Frieza, the damn lizard…



I can't think about anything but running, if I don't focus on going away I'll wonder why I'm even doing it at all and talk myself into going back to them, that would be so much more pleasant than probably wasting time on a very possible wild goose chase.



But I don't want to be complacent, I can't be complacent if I want to be stronger, I have to not just want something, I have to need it, and I have to fully understand that.



Is that some shit logic to justify being afraid, wanting to see the world and a million other possibilities but just not quite knowing how to put it into something actually coherent?



Hell If I know…



The tears burn as they fall…



I only stop when I don't recognize any of my surroundings and I can't see the Mountain, my home In the distance behind me anymore.



It's probably the most alone I've ever been up to this point…



I look around for a while, just to make sense of it for a moment before continuing at a more sedate pace.



There's only one real path, and I've already passed the initial place where they would (will?) encounter the blue pterodactyl, so I should be heading in the right direction.



So, Turtle, Turtle, where are you…



It's surprisingly hard to find a giant brown Turtle in all this greenery and grass I learn, as I have to stop to take a nap and wake up to continue looking, I almost mistake him for a rock at first when I finally do find him, dearly relieved.



Finding and talking to a real talking Turtle is a trip, but genuinely meeting Master Roshi?



That's just beyond surreal and into the realm of absurd, the beard, the staff, shell and sunglasses, it all comes together to make him look exactly like I imagined, but just so…



"Hello there girly, your Gohan's daughter right? I can't thank you enough for finding my friend Turtle, and in thanks I believe you wanted this?" He says while holding out the Dragon ball towards me, it's so normal and human I could mistake him for any old wise man.


It's almost unnerving in a way, I visit Kama house and sit and just talk to him for a while, It's fun, even if finding Turtle was kinda frustrating It was more than worth it.


I refuse his training offer for now, but I know I'll be back to take him up on it one day, and I won't be alone when I do.


And with that, I set off towards the next step In this journey, this one likely much more uncertain than the one that came before.




A/N all criticism and comments are welcome, appreciated and highly encouraged!


To answer the biggest issue I've seen people not really liking is Goku being called Goku instead of being called Kakarot, his Saiyan name, why did I do this?


Well Kakarot is pretty much sinonimous with evil Goku's, and I didn't want to give that impression or anything of the sort, and it's just personal preference, I prefer Goku as a name over Kakarot.


sorry if this chapter feels a little rushed.

 

[Francis]

Nice hope for more

 

[antihuman]

good work just read it all

 

[Xcell]

(Age 748
The "immortal" phoenix that Roshi was raising dies of food poisoning.[4]
Turtle gets lost while gathering mushrooms.[4]) I don't feel like this much time has passed so turtle should probably not be lost out looking for mushrooms yet. Also You know there's a calendar that lists the chronological events of the dragon Ball series FYI. As Goku leaves planet Vegeta in the year 737 and arrives on Earth later the same year. So having her meet turtle at this point you're telling us that 11 years have passed and she's done pretty much nothing up until this point.

 

[Blue burrowing critter]

(Age 748
The "immortal" phoenix that Roshi was raising dies of food poisoning.[4]
Turtle gets lost while gathering mushrooms.[4]) I don't feel like this much time has passed so turtle should probably not be lost out looking for mushrooms yet. Also You know there's a calendar that lists the chronological events of the dragon Ball series FYI. As Goku leaves planet Vegeta in the year 737 and arrives on Earth later the same year. So having her meet turtle at this point you're telling us that 11 years have passed and she's done pretty much nothing up until this point.

Click to shrink...

I thought about the Phoenix but didn't really want to get to into it with Roshi, the bird would definitely be cool but how do you take care of a Phoenix and what does it do?

But I could have sworn Turtle was lost for a long time lol, my f up...

Goku is 3 and Gura's 8, only a few years have passed, they've still got 12 to go before the start of canon.

I'll take a look at that calendar, thank you.