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Welcome to the new world filled of savages	By : Vegetaswriter Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 5027 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Welcome to the new world filled of Savages.

Kakarot was overjoyed. Finally over months and months of rough open seas they finally have seen land. The new world. He accepted to join his closest and dearest friend on the tedious voyage for a chance to have new experiences. He left behind the crowded streets of Spain jumping onto the British vessel "Ol' Mahyar" under the captain Yamcha.

The seas were unforgiving taking three of the occupants into their depths. Their captain Yamcha held a small service for them several days after the storm passes letting their cherish belongings drop into the sea so it may join them in the waves.

Captain Yamcha was a good man to his fellow crew mates, he didn't over work them, and made sure their bellies were full and content. The only thing that made the men groan and mumble was the fact the captain refused to allow the men to drink upon his ship saving the warm brew for when they have landed and set up their fort for future settlements. Kakarot didn't mind this at all he didn't really enjoy the crude British drink. He much preferred a glass of Sangria wine over looking the villa. He missed his home of Spain the warm sun, happy villagers, and the land full of hearty wine. But he could wait until he returned he wanted an adventure and what better than being on the frontier of the new world.

It was his dear friend Krillen how gave him the opportunity to do such an adventure. Krillen was the second in command in the fleets. How he met Krillen was a different story. Krillen's family was a disgrace to the British Empire the story he was never told out of shame on Krillen's part. The family moved into his little village when Krillen was just a child. They became friends instantly, Kakarot taught Spanish to Krillen and Krillen taught him English. After many years of Krillen living in Spain he had his heart set out to go back to his mother land and redeem his name. For years Kakarot received letters of Krillen's progress of being a ship cleaner and joining the Navy slowly gaining status. The last letter he received was asking if he would like to come to the new world and explore the land and see the 'savages' with him. Of course such an invitation he couldn't pass up. Taking few of his belongings he said goodbye to his family and raced off to London Britain to meet with his old friend.

Now as he dressed he listened to the shouts of the crew men informing them of land. He slid on his boots and took his jacket whisking pass a few men as he dashed for the upper deck to witness their arrival in the new world. The wind blew passed his face ruffling his hair and the crisp scent of the forest attacked his nose. The land was covered in a abundance of hills, rocky mountains, and a blanket of pine tree forest. It was beautiful the land was untouched by the modernization of man, all that laid beyond was the lands true form. Nature.

The large vessel went closer and the men surrounding them squinted their eyes towards the bushes and trees with hope, they looked to see if they could see the 'savages' for they all heard many stories of these people. The stories were always the same they were killers, thieves, and strange in comparison to them. They were not human these savages held no souls in their bodies.

The bushes shook and a man shouted for the others to look in that direction, they all held their breaths waiting and watching expecting their first encounter of a savage sooner than they expected. Then Kakarot flinched something brown moved forward and exposed itself. A breathily laughed expelled his lips, what they were so excited to see was only a common bear sniffing around looking for food.

"Alright men! Let the long boats down! It is time to claim this land in his majesty's name!" Captain Yamcha shouted making the men jump and race around the deck preparing everything they needed.

Kakarot looked up to the second in command his friend Krillen and received a reassuring smile and nod. He returned the gesture by saluting his friend. Racing around he untied the rope and jumped into the long boat excitement filling his being. He couldn't contain himself this was a place he or anyone has been before.

They rolled the boat heading to shore and he could see the excitement and fear in the other men, they grasped their muskets pointing it to the woods like their safety blankets. Kakarot chuckled, his musket strung across his back and hands planted to the wood side overlooking the beach. He could see the Captain standing tall in his long boat and Krillen sitting behind him keeping his pistol in hand.

Their boats landed and they dragged it to shore turning it upon its top to ensure it do not slip back into the cold clear waters. Yamcha stood tall holding the British flag in hand striking it down into the sand below claming the land to the British Empire. But the men did not cheer instead they kept a close eye on the wooded forest that laid beyond them searching for any movements.

"Well chaps set up camp! I will take several men into the forest and survey the surrounding land. Keep your eyes and ears open boys the savages are like snakes." Yamcha shouted loudly for all to hear the warning. "Krillen will be at my side and Yajirobe you speak the savages language is this correct?"

Kakarot watched as a short fat man stepped forward and spoke.

"Yes captain. I have been to many new worlds and learned to speak the language."

"Captain we should bring Kakarot along with us." Krillen said.

"Why would we bring the Spanish man?"

"Well Captain he is a great swordsman and has a fine shot with his pistol incase anything was to happen. It would be a benefit to have him along."

"Very well Krillen you make a fine point lad. Spanish come along."

Kakarot smiled and jumped along with the others he couldn't contain his excitement even if he tried. "You will not regret your decision Captain!"

Vegeta slowly paddled through the rivers waters in his canoe. Today was a day of no war, no duties, and no festivities. They had won their dominance over the rivaling tribes and earning their spot indefinitely. They were the largest and feared tribe of the lands gaining respect from other tribes many journeys away. They all knew their tribes name and respected it with awe and revere.

He wanted to enjoy his freedom while he still had the chance to do so for tomorrow when the sun fell he would become a brave and hunt with the other warriors helping his tribe flourish. It wasn't that he did not wish to be a brave and one day war he was excited that he would become one. He would gain respect from the others as a brave. He was after all the chief's only child and one day become chief of the village. He knew he needed to fully take advantage of the liberties he still had, today he was still considered a boy and was allowed to act as such. This very morning he pulled a prank on the elder's wife taking her sowing utensils and beads stringing them on a large tree and watched her cuss out the crows and ravens for doing it. He chuckled at the memory the old woman looked crazy believing the crows had done such a thing. His father knew he had done the act and warned him by tomorrow he needed to have release all the little boy childishness for he was to become a man. He only smiled to his father and raced off to the growing corn fields to pester the working women. He would hide in the corn field sneak up and lightly yank on their hair frustrating them but once he grew tired of festering the women he raced off and played with the young children a simple game of tag in the woods dodging their little hands or climbing a tree and laugh at them below.

Once he grew tired of the games and pranks he went off taking his father's canoe and paddled around breathing in the fresh air, watching the fish swim below him, and the beavers work away on their homes. One however didn't enjoy being watched and smacked its tail on the water bed splashing him. Vegeta smirked and used the paddle to send a mini tidal wave at the beaver sloshing him fully. He laughed as the beaver ruffled and shook the water from his coat and made a gurgling noise in its mouth. "We are even beaver." Vegeta smirked wider as the beaver turned its back and continued its job.

"Vegeta! Vegeta! Come quick your father has news for you!"

Vegeta turned his head to the bank of the river to see his friend Raditz wave him over. "What is it?" He paddled his way over quickly.

"I do not know. But everyone is gathering and he told me to come find you."

"Let's go and see. Come Raditz get in and help me."

The canoe swayed under the weight of Raditz and Vegeta scoffed. They were close in age Raditz had became a brave on the new moon signaling the new season but it wasn't that fact that made him scoff. No it was the fact the Raditz was a full grown man in height and the width of muscle while he was small in stature. He was slightly smaller than an average man and it ate at him at times. But he knew he could outrun anyone from the tribe and he had the agility of a mountain cat. No one could keep up no mattered how much they tried and it gave him pride knowing such.

"I wonder what the news is little brother." Raditz smiled looking at the back of Vegeta. He called him little brother for years ever since Vegeta told him he wished he had one. They made a pack to be brothers until the end of time.

"I do not know but we shall find out what it is."

They paddled quickly slicing through the river in ground breaking speed nervous and excited wondering what the news could be. They leaped out of the canoe and dragged it up dropping it down and raced to the chief's hut slightly bumping passed the other villagers. "Father what is this news?"

"Ah my son we been waiting for you for some time now." The chief placed his hands on his son's shoulders and smiled. "My only son I know tomorrow you will become a brave but now things will become different. The elder and I spoken and called upon the spirits for guide and they have spoken to us."

Vegeta smiled and nearly jumped in excitement the sacred spirits spoke to his father about him how could he not be excited. "What did they say father?"

"You my boy are special to them and they say you will not be a brave as of yet. Instead you will go to the high mountain and seek your good medicine. You will have a vision our ancestors will speak to you. They say this must be done to enlighten you and when you return to the tribe you shall become a brave and honorable visionary. This has not been practice in our tribe for many generations because of the wars, but now we can and you my son are the first to follow in your ancestor's path."

The village cheered and shouted out their joy. A time of peace was signaled by the spirits themselves and Vegeta embraced his father in joy.

Vegeta had the things he needed which wasn't much a skin of a buffalo given to them by the southern tribes, a blade, and his bow with only six arrows in the sac on his back. He was nervous and scared at the same time, he has never traveled so far, and he didn't know what to expect on his travels.

"Son take this for luck." His father handed him an eagle feather with the end wrapped in caribou skin. His father took a piece of his hair and tied it tightly to his hair allowing the feather to dangle on the side of his face. Vegeta smiled and hugged his father one last time.

"Thank you father. I must go now while the sun is still in the sky, I will return home with my good medicine and the words of our ancestors." Vegeta slightly bowed and raced out of the hut turning slightly to wave at the children chasing him out of the village with laughter.

Kakarot groaned it has been a long time since he hiked in any terrain his legs hurt and his stomach growled for food. They had been surveying the land for many hours now and nothing interesting has happened. They saw nothing only trees, plants, and rocks he was beginning to wonder if the savages were even real. He wondered if was all made up like the leprechauns and fairies of Ireland.

"We shall head back to the camp and return tomorrow once again." Yamcha spoke.

"Perhaps tomorrow we could actually see a savage." Krillen scoffed.

"Trust me you don't wish to see such vile things. I have seen what they could do to a man and it isn't pleasant." Yajirobe whispered.

"What have you seen?" Krillen raised a brow

"I seen how they gut out a mans heart and chew upon it, they believe they can harvest the power of their enemy by doing such. I seen how one man had his fingers removed by a sea shell. Among other things I wish to forget. They are soulless captain and it is best to keep away from them. I do not wish to think of what these savages could do." Yajirobe grunted.

"What do you mean these savages would do? Aren't they all the same?" Kakarot was confused.

"No they are not. It is much like our lands they are many different tribes with different belief systems and a way to go about things. But in the end they are all savages."

"I would like to see one." Kakarot placed his hand on his pistol on his belt.

Yajirobe stopped and turned looking right into Kakarot's eyes. "No sir, you do not. Believe me when I say such things."

"Enough talking for now. Save it all when we return to camp. I do not wish to risk getting surrounded." Yamcha demanded and they all nodded.

Kakarot kept his eyes along the trees silently hoping to see these savages at times he thought he had but only to find out it was only a lone animal looking for food. He wanted to kill one take it to camp to eat but was halted by the captain. He turned his head back and watched the backs of the men in front of him training his eyes to Yajirobe. How did this man know so much about the savages? The long tedious hike continued on with silence making Kakarot become that much bored he was expecting something more lively to happen than what did. But he was disappointed.

They reached the camp ground and the men cheered about the fact they all returned unscathed asking if they seen any savages but alas Kakarot informed them their entire uneventful stroll in the woods. He quickly bypassed the other men making his way to a man standing several feet away from the crowed overlooking the forest as it darken.

"Yajirobe." Kakarot watched the little pudgy man as he kept his eyes still locked into the forest.

"Spanish. What do you want?"

"I want to know why you know so much about these savages? How do you know their beliefs and language?"

"Because Kakarot I was on many journeys to the new world. You know that this isn't the only one. There are many new worlds being discovered across these lands. From the north and south. But the reason why I know so much is because I was held captive for two years under them made to work like a horse. Tied to a tree just outside of their village. I listened, I learned, and I plotted."

"How did you escape?" Kakarot listen very intently to Yajirobe.

"A fleet came in the summer once they haven't heard word from our ship or seen our return. They came in the tribe shooting down the savages and found me. At first they were going to shoot me as well believing I turned savage but once they seen the scars and heard my pleas they saved me and brought me back home."

"Why are you still coming back then?"

"Because the pay is good Spanish and because I cannot take the looks of the people at home ridiculing and judging me. Here they cannot because they need me." Yajirobe faced Kakarot. "Trust me when I say this Kakarot do not let them fool you. Once you see them run. Run faster then you ever had in your life and stay far from the woods."

"I will take your words Yajirobe but I have a request. Can you teach me the savage tongue? Incase I end in your fate?"

Yajirobe paused and thought hard on the subject. "Why not Spanish. One day I will be gone, and someone needs to take over for me. We will start when the sun rises." Yajirobe tilted his head and smiled widely. "It also gives us a damn good excuse not to do hard work." He threw his head back and laughed and Kakarot joined him.

Vegeta laid down in between the covey of rocks shielding him from the night wind bringing the buffalo fur closer and nuzzled in for the night. He has been running nonstop for hours jumping the trees and skidding pass rocks staying close to the river side. Now the night was at its darkest and his vision became useless to him making the decision to rest much easier. A few hours of sleep will suffice then he will continue on the journey to the sacred mountain and greet his ancestors.
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Welcome to the new world filled of savages