《Breaking Limits: A DBZ Fan-fic》Chapter 17
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Kakarot blinked as the massive bull decided to turn tail and run before anything even truly happened. He just stood there and watched dumbfounded.
Dressing as a girl was a stupid idea. He lost the costume the second Oolong appeared. Of course the tyrant was angry. Furious even. He threatened to kill him. The threat did nothing. Kakarot could sense his ki. It was lower than the pathetic ten he was limited to. He could take care of him with little trouble. It was disappointing. He was expecting a good battle. The way the villagers spoke of him made him truly believe that his opponent would be strong. At least standing at a rating of ten or higher. He sighed. He should have known.
The angry Oolong had transformed himself into a massive raging bull. It was interesting. Kakarot had never seen anyone transform before. How does one go from one shape to the next, he wondered. A mystery. He should ask his sister. She knew of such odd things.
He drew his power pole and spread his legs. He took on his usual fighting stance, keeping his guard up. He remembered what Sarada had told him.
"One does not need to posses an incredible amount of ki to be a worthy opponent "
He would go by that. Maybe this Oolong was more of a challange than he thought. So he waited and challenged him. He was giving him the opportunity to strike first.
But he ran.
He just turned around and ran with his tail literally between his legs.
And so Kakarot was just standing there. That was a let down. A major let down. He stood up straight. Losing his battle stance. He was a bit confused. He just ran. He talked as if he would fight him. Beat him. He dared him to make a move. But he ran like a coward.
"That's no good"
Kakarot returned the power pole to its place on his back as he ran toward the gate that signaled the exit of the village. He was there in record time and skidded to a stop just on the outside. A small pig was standing there casually. He was whistling a song to the air. He looked at Kakarot. Feigning disinterest.
Kakarot was not fooled. His ki was similar to the bull that was in front of him. He wasn't a dense fool. He glared at the pig.
"Do you really think you can hide in plain sight? " he questioned.
The pig widened his eyes. His plan failed. The boy was smarter than he looked. It's time to bail.
Again Kakarot only watched as Oolong ran again. He transformed into a bat and flew off. Was this becoming a thing now? He could only sigh as he propeled himself into the sky after him. He was faster and more skilled in the air and easily caught up to him. Oolong tried to make a break for it, but Kakarot easily took hold of him. His grip was strong and the struggling Oolong could do nothing to escape it.
"You can try all you want. I'm not letting you go"
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Kakarot landed back in the village and casually walked back into the house he emerged out of. Inside Sarada was having a conversation with the girl that had helped him. He didn't catch her name. On one side of the house Bulma was poking at some small device she had on her. He didn't know what it was and he did not care.
The only one to take note of his arrival was the old man.
"Did you do it? "
Kakarot nodded and presented Oolong who was now in his true form. A weak little pig who tried to squirm out of Kakarot's tight hold.
"That's not Oolong"
"He is" Kakarot located a piece of rope and got to work. He securely tied to material around Oolong's chubby waist and tugged. He smiled when the pig grunted in discomfort. "He can transform. That's how he was all those different monstrous shapes and sizes"
The look on the old man's face was comical as he stared at the begrudging Oolong. Kakarot didn't know what he was feeling but he would feel silly if he was misleaded and in fear of a little cowardice pig.
"Would you look at that "
Sarada stood in front of the guilty pig. She had a sadistic smile on her face as she looked at him. It sent a shiver down his spine. She smiled even bigger when she became aware of his discomfort. She got to his height and softly patted his head and pulled his cheek all the while she chuckled as if she was up to something. She was. He didn't know what it was but Oolong did not like it. The look on her face the air she was given off was scaring him.
"So, bacon, where are the girls you so rudely took from the village? " she asked with a deceiving sweet voice.
"At my house" he admitted. He felt, no, he knew that if he lied to her he would be in a world of pain. He was not looking forward to that.
"Great, you'll lead us right to them"
Sarada was very amused as she casually walked besides her younger brother. She kept a close eye on their captive. He could turn into something small and try to make a break for it. Not that he'll get very far.
They had received the dragon ball from the woman even though they had not found the girls yet. Of course she would not complain about that. With that handled they officially have five in possesion. That left two more. That made their next destination fire mountain. Which meant they would be running into Yamcha and Puar along with the Ox King and Chichi. Thing were getting exciting an leading towards Pilaf. What an odd one that one. Sarada had to give to him. He doesn't give up. He keeps going after the wish granting orbs any chance he could get. He is just determined to rule the world. It's hilarious.
"I'm curious as to how many innocent people you had to swindle to afford this "humble abode" of yours" Sarada said once they stopped in front of an impressive mansion. She shot Oolong an accusing look.
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"You're a bad guy" Kakarot said as he casually hit the pig on the head.
Bulma sighed as she watched the house. Interesting how a pig could terrify a village. He's super weak, but had an interesting ability. Transformation. She never thought such a thing was possible. But again Sarada's motto proved to be true. Everything is possible, even the impossible. With the ability to transform he could make people take him for something from the underworld. Or a handsome man. A cute girl. A deceitful ability for a scum like him.
Upon entering the house the village girls were found lounging around very comfortably. Bulma raised an eyebrow as she looked at the pathetic expression the pig now held.
"I wanted obedient girls, but they just did their own thing and refused to listen. This wasn't in my plan at all. I wanted them to cook and clean and such. " he sighed as his ears drooped to his head.
"They ended up pushing you around" Sarada actually laughed at the situation. It was all very amusing. Here Oolong was trying to build the harem he dreamed of only for it to backfire. He ended up running around for the very girls who were supposed to run around for him. "You poor bastard"
"Shut it kid. I don't need you rubbing salt on my wound" the pig grumbled as he shifted uncomfortably. The rope wasn't very pleasant around his waist. "I led you to the girls, could you let me go now? "
Kakarot still had the end of the material in his hand. He looked to Sarada and Bulma, asking them what to do. He would be good either way. He would do his own thing but he learned the hard way that sometimes his decisions weren't the best or it was not what the girls had in mind. Sarada was more laid back and was never really angry at him, but Bulma was a different story.
"I don't know" Bulma stared at the pig as if he was an object. Something she could throw away if she so wished. Oolong knew very well that as innocent and harmless as she looked, she must be as strong as the boy who so easily captured him. At least if she wasn't Sarada was. Her entire air gave it away. She jus radiated casual confidence. It's not an air you develop if you're not capable.
"What do you suggest Sarada? "
"We'll take him with us" the smile on her face as she said that made Oolong want to run. Sarada scared him to no end. The way she looked and smiled at him. It was sadistic plain and simple. "We can't let him run free. He will get up to his old tricks again. While we could always just dump him somewhere I think it would be funny to bring him along. And he might prove useful with that transformation ability of his"
"Alright. You're coming with us then" Kakarot said as he tugged on the rope indicating that he wasn't planing on letting go anytime soon.
"I'm not going anywhere with you maniacs! "
With that declaration he turned himself into a fly and made to get away. Again he didn't get far. Bulma acted quickly and caught him between her palms.
"I'll squash you if you don't return to normal this instant "
Sarada had to chuckle again. This was amsusing.
Things moved on. Oolong struggled. Kakarot kept him in his place. Sarada remained her calm self. Bulma checked the radar.
They would be heading over water now.
A boat was dispatched out of a capsule and they climbed in. Sarada. Sat up front with Bulma while Kakarot was in the back keeping an eye on Oolong. His grip was pretty strong even though he wasn't really focused on it. As the boat started and took off at a moderate speed he smiled as the wind blew into his face and hair. The feeling never gets old. He proceeded to occupy himself by munching on a chocolate bar he found in the one backpack Sarada brought with her.
"Welcome to our adventure Oolong" Sarada said as she leaned back in her seat and watched the clouds pass by. The caught a glimpse of her own drifting up there as well. Almost unnoticeable as it was as white as those above.
"I don't like adventures. Too many possible dangers"
"Coward" Kakarot taunted under his breath as he bit into the chocolate bar again.
"What was that squirt! "
Kakarot only looked at him out the corner of his eye and returned back to his chocolate bar. He didn't feel like saying anything to him at the moment. Oolong was annoying.
"Where are we going anyway? "
"Fire mountain " Bulma answered as she took a look at the map she had on her. "Yeah, the radar is pointing us in that direction"
"Are you crazy! " Oolong shot up in his seat, but was pulled back down by Kakarot who was still enjoying his snack. "Do you even know what that place is!? "
"A mountain on fire. Amateur stuff" Sarada shrugged.
Oolong was dumbfounded. Amateur stuff? That's what this was to them? Amateur stuff? Aren't they afraid of what could happen. Do they even know the story of that place?
"You don't know anything! "
"Of course we do" Sarada glanced at him through the rear view mirror. "The fire mountain is inhabited by the Ox King, who is feared amongst all. There are tails of his reign. Anyone unlucky enough to come across him should run, because he is not a very nice guy. I also heard he has an impressive axe. I gotta see that"
"Anf you're not scared? "
"Nah, the Ox King is a dear friend of someone we know" Sarada explained.
"Besides, he sounds strong. He might be a worthy opponent "
"All you think about is fighting" Oolong accused the boy.
Kakarot only shrugged.
"I'm a saiyan"
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