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Ancient History: The Forgotten Past of the Saiyans (Chapter 19)

Ancient History: The Forgotten Past of the Saiyans

Chapter 19: Education Part 2

    King Vegeta and General Bardock observed
their sons administer punishment to the saiyans that stole the shuttles.
Prince Vegeta was a bit unnerved to have his father watching over his shoulder
to some degree.

    Goku and Vegeta looked at each other and
smirked. "Five of you will come with me, five will go with Kakarott, the rest of
you will go with Appuru." Prince Vegeta commanded, smirking at Appuru, as he
said the last part. Appuru blinked, and grinned getting the idea.

    Vegeta had the saiyans in his group
cleaning all of Capsule Corps' floors and lavatories with toothbrushes every
day, for a week; Goku had his group cook for the other two groups, and had each
of them spar with each other until they were more than exhausted; Appuru on the
other hand sparred with his group single-handedly until they passed out. Each
group was rotated until all of the groups had a lesson from all of the three in
command of the corrections.

    Bulma surrounded herself with some of the
gadgets Tony brought back from the ship. The shuttles were sent back to
Saiyara, to avoid earths military eye. She laid the devices before her on
the workbench. She picked one up that look like a soda can with buttons on
one end and a small spike at the other. "That one is a portable replicator.
I has enough energy and condensed matter to build a city the size of Earth's
moon." Tony said. Bulma picked up another device that looked like a double-sized
capsule. "That is a capsulated regeneration tank." Bulma tossed it on the floor
and the tank appeared at full size. "The replicator can plug into the tank as
well as several other devices."

    The tank was capsulated again and returned
to the table. There was another device that was similar in appearance to
the replicator, but it only had one button at the top and three spokes on the
bottom. "What is this one?" Bulma queried, holding said device.
"That is a seed ship. It will grow a ship out of an asteroid or a mountain if
you are on a planet."

    "Amazing! My father would love to tinker
with these things." Bulma said. "I know." Tony said, and handed the replicator
to Mr. Briefs as he walked into the room, a wide grin on his face. "Yeah,
amazing." Mr. Briefs mumbled as he stared fixatedly at it.

    Everyone was outside eating, a few sat on
the grass. Piccolo, Gohan and Videl watched as Trunks
and Goten were gorging themselves on a dozen racks of pork ribs with chocolate
sauce, sushi, wasabi rice balls, and chicken stir fry. Their midsections
have swelled a bit as the babies grew within them. Goku eyed the last of
the ribs next to them and approached them, starting conversation. The two
saw through the distraction and both growled at him. Seeing Goku's disappointment, Bulma walked
over with a rack of ribs she had hidden. "More ribs?" She chuckled as she handed the plate
to him. He took the whole platter and began feasting.

    Bardock walked over to his son and they
had a another biographical discussion on their past. Even Gohan and
Goten participated in the frequent chitchats. "What happened to your tails?"
Bardock asked.

"Mine was cut off when I was a baby, since the moon was
wished back." Goten replied.

"My tail was cut off in the battle against Prince Vegeta on
Namek." Gohan stated.

"I see. And yours Kakarott?"

"It was amputated after my traing with Piccolo's other half,
Kami. I still get the phantom limb effect; I have to remind myself
that it's not there, when it itches, or throbs with pain."

    Goku sighed. Bardock's tail had
unwound itself from his waist and brushed his hand. The soft texture of
the fur sent a tingle down Goku's spine. He was reminded of his younger
days when he had the dexterous sable appendage. He began to stroke the fur
absentmindedly, but he found the tail no longer in his grasp, and that pulled
him out of his reverie. When Goku opened his eyes he noticed his father
panting, as if he had been sparring. "Did I hurt you?" Goku asked.
"No. Just the opposite." Bardock sighed. "You miss it don't you, my
son?"

"Yes." Goku sighed.

"Perhaps Appuru can find a way to regenerate it for you."

"Really?"

'I can try.' Appuru said.

'Great!'

'I just need to do an examination, and possibly inject
some stem cells.'

    Goku's face paled at the mention of the
word 'injection', bringing to mind a needle, the object he feared most.
Bardock and the others nearby (Gohan, Goten, Trunks) saw this. "Dad?" Gohan and Goten
asked. "I may need an injection to get it back." Their dad said. "Oh." was all
his sons could think of to say to that.

POV: Goku

    I wonder how Vegeta handles the phantom
limb syndrome issues. I would think that he would more problems, as he
grew into adulthood with it intact. I would think that his symptoms would
be worse than mine. Kami did something to my mind so I wouldn't be in pain
when he cut it off. However, after I made love to Chichi and we had our
first son, seeing and feeling his tail between my fingers, broke the block that
was protecting me from the pain.

    Sparring helps immensely as a distraction
from the pain, both emotional and physical. As much as I enjoy it, it is
just that: a distraction. No one expects me to tell them how I feel
because they always see me as the strong one. That time has come to an end.

    I am surrounded by my kind. It helps
me feel more...normal. I just need my tail back to complete me, then my body
will feel whole again.

POV: Appuru

    Bulma finds the idea of tail regeneration
fascinating, and (by the gleam in her eyes and her smell) erotic. Human
women; strange creatures they are. My father said saiyans are more like he is,
in terms of biology,
but like the Saiyan race, the Ancients are not divided by gender either.

    King Vegeta was recounting his conquest of
the Tuffle home world to the group humans and saiyans that were present at the
table. After the tale was told, I imparted my thoughts on the similarities
of my father's people.

    'How ironic; the similarities between
the humans and the Tuffles. Long ago there was a strife between the Ancient race
and the Human race, and they parted ways. Perhaps the Tuffles are
descendants of the humans that stole one of the ships millennia ago.

    The irony is that, like the saiyans
defeated the tuffles, the humans defeated the ancients with their physical
strength. Many died on both sides, as the ancients' mental abilities were formidable.
The humans were not adept at firing energy blasts, or telekinetic prowess, so
they used their physical strength, and that strength was only four times what
Krillin possessed in his prime. The humans won because of their greater
numbers.

    So the few that were left built a
cloaked city that remains hidden to this day.' I said to them all, my tail
waving excitedly behind me, outward evidence of the saiyan half of my being. 'So there might
be more of them, assuming the city hasn't been found and brought to ruin.

My father should be stopping by today as he is now well.
And here he is.'

    My father appears before us with a
technique similar to the Yadratian's instant transmission. He has an expression
of mixed sadness and joy on his face. He seems glad that my mission to
revive the saiyans was a success, and he covers his other emotion with a
smile to everyone.

POV: Appuru's Father

    I bow my head to all present and see my
son sitting at a large table of mixed company. I see what appears to be
three young half saiyans talking to two older, one of them the father of two of
the three. The two youngest seem to be with child It will be a
surprise to see a new generation. On closer inspection of the five of
them, the youngest, and the two oldest are very similar, obviously child and
grand child of the eldest, respectively.

    At the table there seems to be two blue
headed women, one oviously the daughter of the elderly wrinkled blue-grey one.

    I realize I am still hovering over the
table, of which the mixed company is seated, including my son; I chuckle
nervously and float over to the ground, landing soffly. "Do you want
anything to eat?" the eccentric hostess asks. "I've already eaten, thank you."

    After socializing with the people present,
I present the reason I have come here. "I have good news and bad news. Which do
you want to hear first?" 'The bad news.' my son said.

    "Very well. Hakaisha has eaten
Porunga and blew up New Namek. Then she destryed the cloaked city of the
Ancients, known to the the people of earth as 'Atlantis' has been destroyed.
Hakaisha has obliterated it, and she will be headed for earth. Everyone
died, but managed to trap her in The Void, but the spell will only contain her
for 150 earth years from now, before she gets free, as she is a very powerful,
then she will be able to come here.

    Yes, Bulma, Atlantis was on earth, but was
moved to another world as the human population grew.

    The good news is that with your help, and
the help of the people of this world, we'll have enough power to destroy
Hakaisha, assuming we can train the humans in time. They have the
potential to become as powerful as the Ancients were millennia ago, which is
weak compared to me, the only full blooded Ancient alive."

    Everyone was somber and quiet as they
absorbed this information.

Chapter 20: Gathering
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Ancient History: The Forgotten Past of the Saiyans

Ancient History: The Forgotten Past of the Saiyans

Chapter 19: Education Part 2