Chapter 1.

My name is Son Gohan. I am four and a half years old. I have black hair and eyes and I have a tail. I also like food. I dislike it when my tail hurts and when I am hungry.

These were the words I always said when I met someone at the playground at kindergarden. I remember many things that aren't possible for other young kids. I can remember the first time I walked on my feet. I remember when I said my first words.

My Parents and my mother always said that I was special, like in completely different than other kids. The first was that I had an unnatural ability to learn quickly and efficiently, therefore allowing me to study materials that were impossible for other children my age. My father always said that he too had this ability when he was young.

Another thing was that I had a tail. My daddy said that he too had that when he was young, but he had made a few mistakes, therefore he lost it. My daddy would always stare faraway into the distance whenever I would ask him.

My daddy always liked to take me to the park and train me in the arts of Ki, that was something both me and my father could do easily. We could use Ki to do nearly anything, from flying to reading minds. My daddy said that the possibilities were endless.

We were just an normal family that had strange abilities and appendages...nothing bad right? Wrong.

I guess it all started when my mom and dad agreed for me to go visit my Daddy's friends and sensei...I'll tell you all about it.

"C'mon Gohan sweety, it's time to get up. Breakfasts ready in about an hour or so."

Mom tried to wake me up, but in vain. I suppose I was really tired in a way. I remember being very determined to stay in bed. However, being the daughter of the Ox King, she was a warrior and she married a warrior therefore giving her far greater battle instincts. Oh she knew how to use it.

"Gohan..." I heard mom's kind voice with a tint of mischief in it. "If you don't start to wake up, no breakfast or lunch and then when you wake up you can drop and give me fifty every hour of the day."

I think it was fair to say that I was awake very easily after that. I was still in daze believe it or not. However I felt my mom's soft lips kiss my forehead. "Morning Gohan." I heard her say as she walked out of my room.

When she walked out Dad walked in. "Morning squirt." He said in his cheery voice. I smiled, however he did not. "Gohan..." He said. "I have to tell you something..." He stated seriously. He looked me straight in the eyes and said

"As of tomorrow I will properly train you how to fly." He smiled "Geez Chichi was right, it wasn't that hard." I smiled "Thanks dad!" I said. He smiled and then said "Change of plans squirt, we'll be going in a few minutes so let's get you dressed up."

I'm far more mature than a four and a half year old toddler, why couldn't I do my own clothes? Dad seemed to see what I thought and just said "When you're a bit older you'll understand son."

It only took about an hour to get me sorted. When we were ready we said goodbye to mom and that we would be coming back tomorrow evening. Dad called a special cloud called Nimbus. We jumped on and we were on our way to Dad's friends.

Did I mention that dad liked to make tricks with the Nimbus to make time go faster...let's just say that it was fun as father kept twirling around in the clouds.

Dad stopped goofing around when we saw a house in the middle of the ocean appear. We used Nimbus to put us down onto the beach. I felt a sudden emotion as father put me on the ground. He laughed when he saw my face.

"C'mon Gohan, don't be shy, you'll like it! I promise!" Dad tried to help. I suppose it couldn't hurt. We both moved closer and Dad yelled as we walked closer. "Hello, anybody there?!" Instinctively I hid behind his leg as three people and a turtle appeared out of the house.

The first one to come out was a young man about father's age, but his head was so bald. Actually now that I think about it I could've sworn that I can see the sun shining off of it.

The second person was a woman with...blue hair and blue eyes. She looked really smart.

And lastly a old man came out. This man looked like he was in his fifty's, but he held his body up in a way only a warrior does.

I just kept looking at them in curiosity behind the safety of Father's leg. They kept talking to him. They didn't seem to notice me until one of them pointed a finger to my tail, who was waving around.

"Goku...y...you're tail grew back. How?" The bald man yelled in surprise. Father looked at his bottom and saw me. He just smiled mischievously and picked me up. He held me near his chest and I grabbed on. I heard my Dad speak as I moved my head to look at the people.

"Bulma, Master Roshi, Krillin...This here is my son. His name's Gohan." He put me down so that I could grab his leg again. The blue haired women with blue eyes, whom I just learned was Bulma, walked towards me and kneeled. "So Gohan what do you want to be when you grow up?" She asked.

"I really want to be a martial artist." I say. The grownups giggle and say that I'm just like my father. "Hey Master Roshi, I was wondering if it is possible if you can show Gohan how to use his energy to fly." The Old Man, Master Roshi, nodded and said "Sure thing Goku."

I smiled as I started to lose my shyness. I was about to ask how old Master Roshi was when Father suddenly turned around and growled "Guy's can you feel that?" At his remark, both Master Roshi and Krillin closed their eyes and nodded.

"This is the worst energy I've felt in a long time...it's worse and colder than Piccolo's." My father said. Suddenly Bulma hugged me. When I tried to move, she didn't let go.

It happened just as I blinked that another man in strange armor appeared. He gave one look at my father and me. Now this was strange because when he looked at Father, was a cold look, while when he looked at me...it was one of empathy.

Slowly the man's mouth started forming words and I remember my Father gasping in shock when he learned a few things about the man. I tried to listen to him, but the man then said "Well Kakarot...it seems that you won't listen without reason or force." He pointed at me and said "I'll take my little Nephew then."

My father was going to say something when the man said "Don't try to deny it. The tail says it all." He looked me in the eyes and smirked. "I can see into your eyes little one. You have the true blood and potential of a Saiyan. Both you and your Father would make a lovely addition to the Saiyan Race Remnants." He looked into my eyes.

It happened so fast that I didn't even see, but I was suddenly in his arms and was loosing consciousness. The last words I remember before feeling myself loose consciousness in the arms of the man was...

"You truly have gone soft Kakarot. I'll see to it that your son will be fine...if you want to see him again bring one-hundred earthlings to this spot. Make sure to grill them with your energy and they must be decapitated. See you then!"

I awoke again when the strange man let me fall on the ground. I slowly awoke and stood on my knees. I looked at him only to see that he was smirking. I looked into his eyes and noticed an emotion I hadn't seen before.

"You're not afraid of me are you brat?" I frowned slightly at the words as I didn't like being called a brat. "No why should I?" I yelled at him. He just smirked. Suddenly my stomach lurched inward as his fist was droven into my stomach. I felt a shockwave exit as I fell. Blood literally exploded from my mouth.

I fell towards the ground. I struggled to look up at him. "You see that is why you should fear me brat. I can kill you easily. You're just a child, while I am the most powerful warrior on this planet."

I looked at him as I finally stood up. However he had different plans as he smashed me to the ground. I felt the strange throb of pain on my cheek as I landed. I tried getting up, but the man put his foot on my back. "Stay down!" I heard him say.

I stayed still. Suddenly I shivered as I felt my tail being picked up. "It feels real." The man mumbled. I felt him looking at me. "Brat, can you twitch you're tail?" He demanded...or asked...I couldn't tell but I obliged.

He made a satisfied sound as he let go of my tail. I felt the mans foot climb off of me. When I sat up, I was surprised to see him sitting down and looking at me. "Brat, you're probably wondering why I am doing this to you and your Father..." I nodded, wanting a explanation.

"Well then I'll tell you...but don't Interrupt me." I nodded and he started to speak. "Your Father is a alien warrior." My eyes widened. Did that mean my father came from another planet? Is that why we had strange abilities? "Your Father was sent to Earth as a Saiyan baby. His job was to exterminate all life forms on this planet."

"Unfortunatly, it seems that he lost his memory...therefore forgetting his programming and also forgetting about the last of us." The man stood up and looked at me. "Believe it or not brat...the Saiyan race died out a couple of years ago. There's not many of us left. There's only Me, The Saiyan General, The Prince of the Saiyan race and my brother,who is your Father...and now you."

I looked at him in surprise, but before I could answer the device on his eye started beeping. Before I knew it, I was in the pod behind the man. His eyes gleamed as he smirked at me. "Now stay here like a good Nephew." He said as he closed the pod. I saw him flying off and I pushed my hands against the strange window in a attempt to open it.

I heard muffled voices, one of whom I realized was my father. I heard him yell at me "Don't worry son! I'll get you out of there soon."

That was when all hell broke loose.