Dragon Ball: Defiled Blood/Saga1

The Kaio-Ken Saga is the first Saga in the Dragon Ball: Defiled Blood series.

Episode 1

 * Age 970

The wind was blowing hard as Goken and Gotan were training in the northern lands. Gotan powered up an energy ball and began to pose for an attack. “Now Goken! Do as I taught you! Focus on the energy in my hand and try as hard as you can to make it disappear from your mind!” The energy ball radiated as Goken concentrated. Goken twitched and the energy ball dissolved, pleasing his father. “Good job! You are becoming a master at Energy Dissipation!”

“Thanks dad.” Goken blushed.

Gotan went on, “Now, you can use that technique to manipulate any object’s energy, even a person’s!”

Goken’s eyes widened. “Really dad?”

“Of course. Here, I will demonstrate.” Gotan focused on the tree next to him, and before Goken could comprehend it, the tree disappeared.

“Now, that tree’s energy is mine.” Gotan scratched the back of his head, “Not very much energy though.”

“Dad, you can do that to a person?” Goken was confused.

“Well, not exactly, but you can take energy from someone. Here, I’ll test it on an animal.” Gotan found a squirrel and paralyzed it with a small ray. “Now I concentrate on the squirrel’s inner being, it’s spirit, and visualize myself forcing the energy out of it.” With that, Gotan frowned, with a vein showing on his forehead, and began to focus.

The squirrel flailed about until it became limp, and Gotan took in a deep breath. “This technique took me years to master, but it still makes me fatigued even though my power is slightly greater.”

Goken nodded his head and asked, “Can I try?”

“…I don’t know if it’s possible for you.” Gotan looked away. Goken frowned. “I know I can’t become a Super Saiyan, but what does that have to do with this technique?”

“It takes so much power, that it works only after you’ve achieved Super Saiyan…” Gotan put his arm on his son’s shoulder. “I’m sorry.”

Episode 2
Gotan was cooking eggs and bacon in a normal-looking house with pictures of him and his son around on the walls. He used energy to heat up his frying pan and let the energy lie dormant under the pan. It sizzled the eggs and bacon, producing a wonderful smell. In Goken’s bedroom, he was admiring a picture he drew of himself. He had colored his hair yellow and drew a yellow aura around him. His eyes were also green. Gotan knocked on the door, interrupting Goken’s admiration of his picture. Goken slipped the picture under his bed and opened the door.

The door opened revealing a smiling Gotan holding a plate of eggs and bacon. “Hey son, I brought you some breakfast, you need your nutrients for today’s training. And trust me, this time we won’t just play around with energy.” Goken was viciously chomping away at his food as Gotan called for him. “Goken! Time to head out!” Goken pushed the remaining food on his plate into his mouth and put his training headband on.

“Ready?” Gotan signaled for Goken to follow him on foot. They trekked through a forest until they reached a glade with a spring in the middle. “What is this place?” Goken was amazed by the beautiful scenery of the glade and admired the fireflies that flew about.

“This is a sacred place called Goku’s Glade. It was named after Goku Jr., my father. He discovered this place and also… It’s uniqueness.”

Goken curiously asked, “What’s more unique than the beauty of this place?”

Gotan smiled and said, “It’s not just the beauty, Goken. Here, look for yourself.” He pointed at the spring. “Go.”

Goken nervously walked over to the gleaming spring and looked into the still waters. Suddenly the waters began shifting, and a whirlpool kicked up. The water rose up and consumed Goken, pulling him under the surface. Goken held his breath and struggled to get free, but the water kept pulling. Soon Goken felt light headed and passed out.

He began to dream of changing into Super Saiyan form and killing a mysterious shadow. Then he saw his dad’s body, cold and dead. That image woke him up.

Goken gasped for air, and surprisingly, breathed in. He took a deep breath of relief and opened his eyes. He was in a room, with a circular floor and cryptic symbols all around. He noticed the ceiling had a circular pool of water in the middle. The water level was stationary, even though it defied the laws of physics. Getting a better look around, Goken noticed that the floor had tiles and were arranged to shape a circle. He noticed one tile that had an obscure symbol on it. He recognized the symbol to be Goku’s insignia, and as soon as he did, a fog kicked up. The symbol glowed gold and the tile rose out of the ground, revealing an emerging figure under it.

Goken was amazed and knew that this figure was a ghost- Goku’s ghost. Goku’s ghost smiled and began to speak.

“Hello, my latest descendant. It is about time I get to talk to someone! Ha ha! What’s your name?”

Nervous, Goken spoke up. “Goken, sir.”

“Well, that name is wonderful!” Goku smiled.

“Thank you… But I need to know why I am here!”

“You are here to consider advice from your naturally diseased ancestors. I am the first one to start this tradition, so you will hear from me first.”

Excited, Goken agreed to listen.

“Alright. So If I can still use my diseased brain, you are the first of my bloodline not to be able to transform into a Super Saiyan, correct?” Goken was about to sigh when suddenly a tremor could be felt.

“What was that?!” They both exclaimed.

“Goken, can you sense energy?” Goku asked, concerned.

“No, my father hasn’t taught me that yet.”

Goku’s expression worsened. “Your father is outside, isn’t he?”

Gasping, Goken said yes.

“How powerful are you? You may need to be out there, but on the other hand, you are safe in here…” Goku looked concerned.

“…My power level is… A little bit over 9-“ He is interrupted by an explosion outside. “It’s over 9,000.”

Goku smiled and said, “That’s my boy. But I fear that whatever danger is out there, 9,000 isn’t enough…”