This is a project I had for some time and now I'm coming to it again. It's about Krillin and how he will struggle to become the best human fighter, even succeeding the Saiyans. Excuse the short chapters, I'm posting two which should have the length of one but the thing's that I find it quite hard to modify my chapters. Still, chapters will be bigger from now on.
Chapter 1: Capsules
Punches, kicks, blasts from everywhere. Every effort they made to stop Buu was futile, he dodged everything that came its way, and countered with enormous strength. And then, just as Piccolo’s and Gotenks’ energy was felt, the monster had fired a strange beam that turned them into chocolates. The world went for him once again…..the third time……
He woke up, his head aching. He hadn’t slept well, but maybe the fan on top of him was guilty of that, as well as the nightmare remembering the third time he had gone to the Other World. He smirked as he recalled the training he did there, on Grand Kai’s planet. He had become remarkably strong, maybe even stronger than his wife. Yamcha had been there too, but his strength was a little lower than his. But even so, hadn’t he told himself after he married 18 that he would quit fighting because he had been outclassed?
He felt Marron’s low energy on her bedroom, and looked next to him to watch her beloved wife. He sometimes felt sad, thinking his wife didn’t have a proper name, and that she was a human that had been turned into an android by that idiot of Gero. Still, what mattered was that he loved her. He got out of the bed and began making breakfast. Some orange juice, toast, and eggs for each member of his small family. Once done, he planned to take it to 18 and Marron, but both of them were walking towards the enormous dining room. As 18 kissed Krillin in the lips, thanking him for the breakfast that she was supposed to do, Krillin felt an enormous energy around Capsule Corp.
“Do you sense that, 18?” he asked her.
“Yes, I do” she replied tiredly. “But come on Krillin, you got wished back for third time. You better keep out of this.”
He got serious, and stood up.
“I’m just checking out what it is!” he strongly replied. He was tired of people thinking he was just a weakling. He turned back, and, a little calmer, he stated: “Even if it’s a threat, Vegeta and Trunks could easily deal with it.”
He flew slightly across the room, reaching an enormous terrace which led to the open and beautiful day in Hercule City. Krillin turned back to glimpse his beloved and blonde wife, eating her breakfast just as if he had already parted. On the other hand, his little daughter was looking towards him, almost crying. He felt bad of going away, but the energy intensified and Krillin could do nothing but try to comfort her daughter.
“I won’t take long, sweetie,” he told his daughter in a caring tone. “I promise.”
He powered up, a white aura surrounded his body, and he flew amazingly fast. In the blink of an eye, Krillin was exactly in the place where he had felt that energy. But everything he could now see was the entrance to his friend’s company. Bulma, Vegeta and Trunks’ energy could be felt inside the place, and none of them seemed disturbed.
“Am I losing my touch of sensing energies?” he wondered loudly.
“You’re not. I felt it too.” a strange figure answered, levitating in the sky just as Krillin did.
A white cape, blue clothes all over with a red belt, pointed ears and green skin! There was absolutely no doubt who he was.
“Piccolo!” he exclaimed, thrilled to see his friend actually be present in this situation. His thrill, of course, didn’t reach the cold Namek.
“I arrived late, it seems,” Piccolo stated, as he looked towards the ground. “What are those there?” he changed the subject, pointing to two small, white spots.
“Hm…” Krillin bent down and picked them both, then rose again to Piccolo’s altitude. “Seems like capsules. This is quite strange…” Krillin scratched his head. “Have one, Piccolo. We’ll find out what they serve for eventually.”
Piccolo caught the incoming device, and stormed off without a word.
“Hehehe,” Krillin laughed. “As always. Well, I guess it’s about time I go home. Any of those saiyans could have taken care of whatever that energy was.”
Soon, the previously-bald man arrived at his home, just to find her wife washing the dishes. Her daughter was getting dressed; it was her first day of school. He could just smile and dress himself too for another day. It was a good thing he didn’t have to work thanks to his “friend” Hercule, so he had most time free. When he was ready, and so was her daughter, he took her to school, wished her a good day and kissed her in the cheek. On his way home, the Z-fighter remembered he still had the capsule he had picked earlier.
“Hm… I wonder… 18 won’t be mad if I arrive a little late, will she?”
And with these words, he parted towards Mount Paoz, a lonely place where he could check out his newly-acquired capsule.
Among the trip, he looked at the environment and felt himself like going towards an adventure. It seemed like one of those times, years ago, when he was flying with Gohan towards Goku’s aid in the battle against the Saiyans, or going to the Guru in Namek to get his potential released, or even when he flew to find Cell once the monstrous beast was in its first form. He remembered those times with nostalgia, and then remembered that, while flying, it’s important to check out one’s way, and faced the horizon again, his red shirt shaking violently due to air and his gray pants doing the same. He felt the pressure in his hair and smiled, remembering that, some years ago, he couldn’t feel that pleasure.
As he reached his destination, Krillin clicked the capsule and threw it. After the common “Boom!”, the bedazzled fighter observed nothing less but an exact replica of the Ship in which Goku had gone to Namek. Krillin looked inside and saw it was able to travel pretty fast and had a gravity system on it. Such times… the second time Krillin got killed. He was pretty weak, but quite strong among humans. Then, and just then, Krillin realized something. Even from the beginning of his meeting with Goku, he had been on the sidelines. A pair of times he succeeded in his goals, but he was mostly trying to interfere with an enemy countless times stronger than him. The proof of that remained on the third time that the Dragon Balls had brought him back, and there he was standing alive, three or four months after Buu’s defeat.
He was constantly killed, he always suffered. But he always tried his best, yet it appeared these efforts were completely useless, and he got owned anyways.
He was fed up of it. His desire to become stronger suddenly rose, and he left any fear aside. Krilin was going to be the human’s pride, he was going to match a saiyan’s strength.
And thus, this would mark the very beginning of the adventurous path Krillin would take in order to make himself the greatest Earthling warrior.
Chapter 2: Gathering friends
Krillin was sure that, of course, he wasn’t the only human with fighting abilities. He thought his friends might want to get stronger as well, and he knew that any threat couldn’t be handled by him alone. So, he clicked a button outside of the ship, and it returned to the small capsule Krillin had found in the first place. Initially, he headed towards Yamcha, to see if he was interested in training. However, the baseball player was ahead of him.
“What? You’ve been training all along?” Krillin asked his friend in disbelief, once he had arrived to the desert where Yamcha was.
“Yes, I have. Look: those there are my weights for training. I put them on, and I try to improve my speed.” He answered while pointing to some bracelets which certainly looked heavy.
Krillin doubted for a second in asking Yamcha to train with him, but he decided to tell him in the end. However, the Z-fighter refused his offer, claiming that these four months he had felt the results and that it would be a total letdown if he started all over with Krillin.
“Results, huh?” Krillin began. “Show them to me.”
“I’d love to.” Yamcha stated with a smirk on his face that could only mean he was quite confident in his skills.
After glaring to each other for a while, a strong and continuous series of punches followed the fighter’s phrase. Krillin landed punches in the stomach but Yamcha appeared not to notice and kicked Krillin’s chest with force, although he didn’t back down either. However, Yamcha little by little got the upper hand as he caught Krillin’s punches and threw them back again at him, while continuing to kick the fighter. Eventually, Krillin started to grow tired and hurt and used a kiai cannon to separated Yamcha from him.
“Darn!” said Krillin for himself. “At this rate, I’m done for!”
The close combat ensued again for some time before Krillin went backwards, dodging one of Yamcha’s punches, and threw a powerful Ki blast that hit the baseball player on its full. Krillin took the opening to throw a punch straight to the face but he could just hit the air as Yamcha pulled off an afterimage and came down kicking Krillin’s head, throwing him at blinding speed towards the ground. Yamcha then got into position and started focusing his Ki.
“Kaaaaa…” he started.
Krillin, having recovered a bit, moved a couple of boulders that had been formed due to the crash and, despite the blurred sight, he noticed Yamcha’s intentions to send the Turtle wave. He got his hands into position quickly and imitated his comrade.
“MEEEEE!” shouted both of them in unison.
The blue spheres in their hands had already been created, with Yamcha’s being bigger and, apparently, more powerful than Krillin’s due to being charged more time. Realizing this, the man powered up his sphere to match that one of his friend, at the cost, of course, of more stamina.
“HAAA!” released Yamcha first, with Krillin following. Having put too much thought on his Ki blast strength, Krillin hadn’t released it at time and, as such, he was losing the blast struggle. He had been careless and it was about to cost him. However, when the blast moved against him, he realized a bit of that energy had gotten stored in his hands. As he kept losing, the energy moved into his arms, triggering an idea.
Yamcha was smiling as he confidently thought that the battle was his upon viewing that the blast had completely taken Krillin. Nonetheless, his smile was abruptly wiped by an amazing energy that rushed towards him and soon, he put his hands in normal position as he understood that he was just giving his opponent more strength to hit him with.
Easily, Krillin tackled Yamcha in a rush of blue energy that overtook Yamcha from the air and made him fall softly into the ground. Happy at his victory, our hero descended towards his rival and helped him to his feet.
“Wow, you really have been training hard, haven’t you?” Yamcha complimented his friend.
“I practice a while with 18, just to ensure I don’t get rusty with my skills,” Krillin stated, rising his chin in signal of pride. “Thanks for the workout, Yamcha, but I have to look for Tien and Chiaotzu as well. I need a sparring partner.”
As Krillin departed, his comrade bade him farewell. The human continued to look for two energies around a waterfall, looking for the humans who had once been students of the Crane Hermit. However, he began wondering himself again if he was lacking practice in sensing energies after all, since one of those powers was quite powerful, easily surpassing Tien’s. As he arrived, he noticed it was none other than Mr. Buu, who was with Chiaotzu.
“Hey friend!” shouted Krilin.
“Krillin!” shouted Chiaotzu back. “What are you doing here?”
“I was actually looking for you and Tien. But… what are you doing with Buu?” asked a confused Krilin.
“I…made a deal with Hercule. I promised him to pair him with weak guys in the World Tournament and pair the strong ones with Buu. In exchange, he went on a tour around the world and left Buu training with me. He’s helping me out with my telekinetic powers.” claimed Chiaotzu, with that characteristic voice of his.
“Right… ummm…” Krillin knew to perfection that his almost-bald friend wouldn’t drop his training with the powerful Buu to train with him, so he didn’t bother to ask for it. Instead, he asked for Tien’s location.
“He’s at the West City, in a date with Lunch. Now, if you please? Buu’s childish behavior makes it somewhat difficult to train.”
“Buu help friend!” the pink blob exclaimed.
With his hopes down, Krilin left to West Hercule City (name which of course Chiaotzu didn’t know) in order to recruit his last friend, Tien, so he could overcome the saiyans strength. Of course, he didn’t have the time to wait for him to finish his date, neither the courage to stop them in mid-meal. He decided to raise his power level for Tien to notice it and go to him. So he did, and so his three-eyed friend came.
“Krillin! What on earth is going on?” Tien shouted as he saw his friend wasn’t in trouble.
“Can I talk to you for a second?” answered Krillin, hesitant to tell his friend the important matter.
“You’re kidding me!” Tien furiously snarled. “Are you telling me you raised your ki just for me to drop my date and ask me something?!”
“It’s quite important,” Krilin lowered his voice, embarrassed at his behavior. He was sure that approaching Tien at that moment had been an incredible mistake, he was definitely going to reject his offer. “Would you… train with me so we can match the Saiyans’ power?”
Tien got red with anger. “You’re insane! In the first place, Saiyans have fighting in their blood. Moreover, your training wouldn’t be as effective as them. And even if it was, they would train too, so they’d be a step ahead ALWAYS! NOW LEAVE ME ALONE!” screamed the alien whose only difference with humans was the eye in its forehead.
Eventually brought down by Tien’s analysis of the situation, Krillin headed home wondering if he should just not assist to futures battles in order not to get killed. He got his cell phone and told 18 he was heading home, and that he was sorry for his long absence.
“It’s okay. I’m even glad you’re coming home, instead of going to that little half-saiyan party we got invited to.” 18 claimed.
“Darn! Trunks’ birthday!” her husband remembered.
“Ugh, fine, go,” 18 was surely regretting having mentioned it, Krillin thought. “But don’t take long. I’ve already picked up Marron, but that’s no reason for coming late.”
Our hero powered up to the max just like he had done earlier, and stormed off to the Capsule Corp.