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King Cold's oldest Son, Cooler, frowned as he looked out the viewing pane of his ship. His ship was somewhere along the planet known by the people in this region as Saturn. The rings had such a vacuumed glow to them from the system's sun. He was willing to just bypass this mostly dead system, leaving the inhabitants of Earth to their daily miserable selves. There was no reason for that planet to be conquered, it was far from big enough, the inhabitants were weak, terribly weak.
Suddenly, his ship was rocked by an explosion roaring from the hold. "What the hell?" He said as he steadied himself from the surprise. "The prisoner has blown a hole in the hull!" a soldier reported to him, obviously shaken from the blast. Cooler frowned darkly, the same place he stored the Crimson Dragon Balls. Granted he had already gotten what he wanted from them, he had painstakingly gathered them again from the far reaches of the galaxy to possibly use them again. Now, they were lost; Utterly lost undoubtedly!
He disappeared from the sight of the solider, reappearing in the part of the craft that had a hole blown into it. The vacuum of space was tearing everything apart. He quickly scanned for the being, the one who guarded the orbs. It was an orange skinned male with graying hair. "Where did you send them?" Cooler shouted to the old man when he finally found him and got a hold of the drifting male. The male was starting to suffocate, this species had a low extraterrestrial tolerance. "You'll... never find them..." he hissed with a smirk before he let his fleeting life leave his body.
"Dammit!" Cooler shouted. He reappeared back within the ship at the helm. "Close off the hole in the ship, scan the nearby planets for the Orbs and Someone find me my horseman!" he ordered. The ship quickly started to bustle as soldiers under the command of Cooler. Earth quickly became a problem when one of the Dragon Balls was located on its surface. Behind him, among the shadows behind his commander's chair, Cooler's elite appeared. "A Lost Dragon Ball has been located on the Surface of Earth. Retrieve it, destroy anything that gets in your way, and return," he ordered. The elite nodded. "Yes Lord Cooler," the elite replied. Less than a moment later, the elite had disappeared.
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Gohan was out wandering the woods around his home after he had finished being practically verbally assaulted by his mother about doing his homework. It wasn't until his father, Goku, had backed him up was he allowed to go outside. Dad got so strong while in Other World he found himself thinking while he skipped along a few stepping stones across a small river. He was wondering how he could ever hope to match his father's power. Gohan knew that everyone was expecting him to.
Even Krillin and Piccolo were way stronger than Gohan thought he could be. Krillin wasn't that much taller than him, but Piccolo... he was a Namekian warrior and the other half of Kami! His own mentor had awesome strength, only bested by his father, Goku! Gohan frowned and looked at his reflection in the water. Was he really half the same race as Vegeta? Vegeta was a monster... Gohan coughed and lost his balance when something rocketed Earthside in a streak of light.
The Saiyan halfling quickly pulled himself up out of the water by flying, sputtering water for a couple of seconds, then looking around. He spotted a dissipating cloud of dirt. His curiosity got the better of him. Gohan quickly zipped towards the location, the water having quickly left his clothing and hair during flight, and landed. He was met with a crater that was about 5 feet across in diameter. "I wonder if I should get dad..." he wondered out loud. Deciding it was probably for the best, the child pushed himself into the air, reluctantly leaving the impact area for home to retrieve his father.