Author's Note

Thought/Telepathy
"Talking"
"YELLING/ROYAL CANTERLOT VOICE"
(My two cents)
(Me Speaking)
I hope you enjoy this story of mine and so, Allons Y! ( Yes I am a Doctor Who fan)

Starting with a Bang (Updated)

“Damn it… It should be in here!” I grumbled to myself as I kept searching through the delivery box.

“Kurt we’re going to get there late if you don’t get your ass in gear.” A voice yelled to me through my bed room door, I ignored it and continued searching through the packing peanuts.

“What’s taking you so long, if we don’t hurry we’ll get crap parking at con.” The door opened revealing a female Danny Phantom. My childhood friend Krys leaned on the door framed with her arms crossed under her larger then average breasts. Low D cup if my guess is right.
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(Cricket chirping)

I’m a bit of a closet perv. Her normally copper red hair was died silver white, and she even had colored contacts to complete her costume. Both of us are very picky when it comes to our costumes. They must be a perfect as possible, hence my dilemma.

“They sent everything else but the yin yang pin, I can’t find it anywhere in the box or my room!” I groaned. I should probably describe myself so you can get an idea as to what I look like, I have dark brown hair, hazel eyes with a dash of sky blue. I’m roughly 5’7- 5’8... I’m short for a guy, and I weigh 215 lbs. Most would think I’m over weight but I’m not, I’m just solidly built; I get it from my Dad’s side. Both me and him don’t really enjoy swimming, we have about as much buoyancy as a boulder.

While I’m not ripped, I’d consider myself well built in the muscle department. I was bullied most of my childhood so I decided to take up martial arts at the age of 13. I’m now 18 and am a brown belt in Japanese Kyokushin Karate and a blue belt in Korean style Karate. I look at Krys and with a pout,

“You know just as well as I do I wanted this costume to be complete, it’ll suck if it’s not.” Krys’s eye’s narrowed at me… you know that stereo type that all red heads have bad tempers? Whoever created that had Krys in mind.

She’s normally a nice, calm person but you get on her nerves, you don’t even have to know what you did, you might as well be Hiroshima cause you gonna get bombed to hell and back. The temperature in the room seemed to go up a few degrees, I started to sweat nervously,

“O-or I can g-go without it… N-nn-No biggie.”

“Good boy… I’ll meet you at the car.” she says with a sinister/happy grin on her face.

“Don’t make me wait.” She turned and trotted down stairs. I didn’t start breathing again till I heard the front door close. Drawing in a deep breath of air, I sigh, shoulder’s slumping in depression. I grabbed my wallet, phone, ipod and headphones, threw them into my satchel, (think Indiana Jones and you’ll know what that is) and gave myself one last look over in my full length mirror.

This is my first year going to con and I picked a character from my favorite manga and show. I’m going as Kenichi Shirahama from History's Mightiest Disciple, and in full battle gear. I got the works, kung-fu pants and slipper shoes, Karate/ jujitsu gi top (minus the sleeves) and white belt, Muay Thai rope hand warps and a chain mail vest. I had to make the last part myself. It took me three weeks to cut the steel pipe into small rings and weld all said rings into a chain mail vest. It was worth the pain and aggravation though, cause I look badass. I sighed,

who knows I my get lucky and find a yin yang pin at con I thought. I heard my car horn honk three times.

Better not keep her waiting or I’ll slide out of the drivers seat because she chews my ass off. I chuckle at the thought. I grab my satchel and run out to the car, get in and we are off to con.

After three hours of driving we made it. I parked the car in a decent spot and we could not have gotten there at a better time. It was like we were the first drops before the down pour, the parking lot just flooded with people.

Krys and I had a blast, we saw so many people dressed as characters for countless anime and manga. We played a personal game, we would point out a random cosplayer and try to get each other to guess who they were dressing as. Krys was ahead 7 to 5 when her stomach rumbled. She gave an embarrassed chuckle.

“Heh heh, lets go and find the food court, I’m starved.”
As we made our way through the crowds toward our destination, I spotted a interesting looking stand. It was apart from all the other's and had what seemed to be some really good merchandise.

I saw a Zangetsu replica from Bleach, Ace’s hat from One Piece, Dante’s sword Rebellion from Devil may cry and a bunch of other things that caught my interest. The part I thought was kinda cool was that the curator of said stand decided to dress as the invincible Super man, Hayato Furinji from Mightiest Desciple Kenichi. It’s was a damn convincing costume too. I turned to Krys and said,

“Go on ahead to the food court, I’ll meet you there.” She narrowed her eyes at me,

“I just want to check out that stand over there, see if he ‘s got anything good, I’ll pick you up something too if I see anything worth it.” I said with a smile.

when in doubt with a women… Always bribe them for your own safety I thought. She seemed to think it over for a bit, then sighed,

“Fine… But don’t take to long, k?”

“I won’t.” I waved at her as she walked away. Walking over to the stand, I noticed the guy might as well have been Hayato Furinji cause he was massive. Built like a mountain and tall like one too, he dwarfed the tiny chair and table he sat behind.

The guy was sitting there patiently, sipping a cup of steaming tea, since I there was no one else at his stand. Looking up at me from his seat, he smiles like he saw an old friend.

“Ah, Kenichi It's good to see you again. it's been quite a long time since you were last a Ryozanpaku” He said, his voice matched perfectly with the English dub of the anime. I smiled at him, and bowed in respect.

I can do a bit of role play, plus it should be fun i thought as I straightened up.

“I'm sorry I haven't been around lately master, I've been busy with work lately." I said rubbing the back of my head sheepishly. Hayato just nodded sage like.
"It is admirable to devote one's self top their work, I hope you've been putting the same devotion into your training as well."

He said with a smile smile and a knowing look. I chuckled embarrassedly , I knew how Kenichi was when it came to training, but this was me as well so I would mix the two.

"I've been keeping up with my training as my off hour allow, I still do that 10k run every morning..." I chuckle nervously.

"Just with out dragging Akisame sensei." Hayato laughs deeply.

"Yes, it's been a long time since those days, the other master's miss you, it's not been the same without you and Miu around the place." He smiled warmly. I chuckled and I switched my gaze from him to the glass case in front of me, and instantly my eye spied the one thing my costume was missing.

What are the odds! This is awesome I imagined a little chibi me dancing and celebrating in my head.
Oh, this is going to be fun. I think to myself as I prepare.

“What the heck master!” I yell with fake rage,

"I know that the dojo is hard on cash but what's with selling my stuff!?" I ask and wave my arms around wildly, acting just like Kenichi from the show and manga. Hayato must've decide to play along cause he grinned widely.

"What's the matter Kenichi? you don't want to help out the dojo? and here I thought we taught you better then that." he said, playing with his mustache. I faced palmed and pulled out my wallet.

“How much?” I asked, giving my best Kenichi deadpan face.

“That will ten dollars.” He said with the same kind smile that the Elder wore when he was messing with Kenichi. As I pull out the bill I notice one other item in the case that I recognized. On the middle shelf was Goku's power pole, complete with holder and rope shoulder strap.

Krys is a fan of Dragon Ball… this would be a good buy, I thought.

“How much for the Bo staff as well elder?” The elder raised an eyebrow,

"Finally taking an interest in weapons, eh Kenighi?" His eye twinkled with glee,

"Shigure will me most happy to here that." I swear I saw his eye's glow a golden color for split second and his grinn shift from kind to manic. I shivered as a chill of fear crawled down my spine.

So that's what Kenichi felt like I regain my composure and nod.

"I'm against blade, master but I figure it's nearlly impossible to kill anyone with a blunt stick so I thought I'd give it a try." I said matter of fact like. Hayato stroked his beard in thought.

"It may be true it's hard to kill with a stave, but it's still a weapon and should be treated with the respect it's due Kenichi." He rebuked me gently. Even if it was prop, he had a point.

"Your right elder, I shouldn't treat them it like a toy, I'm sorry." I said meekly, actually a bit repentant for what i had said. I was a martial artist after all, so I know one should always treat weapons with respect, not matter what we think of them. He nodded his head.

"Good, as always you learn your lessons well Kenichi, and to answer you earlier question the stave is $45." I pull out the cash and hand it to him. I decided to keep in character and mumbled,

"Kensei must be rubbing off on you." Hayato chuckled lightly. He hands me the staff and pin and I fix the pin on the left side collar of my gi and sling the Power Pole over my chest. The elder smiled slightly, I would almost call it a sad smile.

“Your a good boy, Kenichi so I'll give you a bit of advice. Be careful on your journey my boy ,Power always attracts other powers, and when they meet conflict will always be the out come.” I smiled nervously and back away from the stand slowly.

An odd bit of advice I thought as I turn away. i took one step and begin to get light headed and my vision began to tunnel. I hear Hayato's voice call to me.

“Becareful, now my boy, you've got a long journey a head of you” The last thing that went through my mind before I blacked out was
Krys's is going to rip me a new one when she finds out.

(Third person POV- Hayato Furinji)

Hayato watched, the young man cosplaying as Kenichi disappear into the shadowy portal. He picked up a clip board and crossed Kenichi Shirahama off the list. He looked next to the name where a box labeled "choices made" was printed and he wrote "Dragon ball- Goku- full series" in the margin. With a sigh he set the clipboard down and stood up to stretch.

He had finished his list of souls for the day and decided to get some lunch. He tensed his arm then punched the air, ripping the fabric of reality and causing a dimensional bridge to be made to the Merchant's lunchroom. as he walked through he could see many of the new merchant recruit's in their Resident evil costumes. they were lucky they didn't start back in the day when he was a newbie.

I'm just glad the boss's changed the dress code, I never liked being a gremlin He thought. He spotted two of his friends, one a newly promoted merchant Melchior , dressed as a humanoid Bill Cypher and a fellow elder Mei, dressed as Mei from Overwatch, sitting together and he managed to catch what they were talking about... or rather who. She was jsut lucky to share the same name as the cosplay.

This is just too perfect. He thought and sneaked up behind them

"Did you louse your mind, Mei?" Melchior asked.

"He just says 5 words on maximum, and you shouldn't say his name just like that."

So Melchior is scared of "The Mascate", this is too good to pass up. he thought.

"Why are you afraid of him? You know he is powerful and maybe he can have all the answers..." Mei asked, ever the
voice of reason she was.

"However you have a point. He just says 5 words, and he isn't the kind of talkative guy." she said, agreeing slightly with Melchior. Mei had unwittingly given him the perfect set up. He crept up till he was right behind Melchior and said,

"I have everything you need." The resulting scream the came from Melchior, coupled with the amount or air time he got jumping in fright made him laugh hard. Melchior was glaring at him while clinging to Mei for dear life.

"Oi, Melchior, I know the Manager could put fear in everybody, but it was the first time I saw someone jump that high" He managed to say through his laughter. he was the only one laughing genuinely though. Melchior's hands ignite in glue flames.

It seems I've struck a nerve. He thought with a smile on his face. He waited for Melchior's attack but Mei stopped him before he could start.

"Schmied, I'm happy you came, we were going to find you," Mei said. That caught his attention quickly. when another elder sought out council it wasn't with out reason.

"Oh, little Mei, how could I help you." He asked.

"Melchior has an odd problem about the memory manipulation in one of the displaced people," Mei explained. Schmied felt a twinge of recognition and worry in the back of his mind. he kept it to himself though.

"Really? This is something rare. Tell me, what happened?" He asked.

"Okay, I will tell you what happened." Melchior said and went into detail about what had happened. after he was done telling me, I was a bit concerned,

To close, he's getting to close. He thought. He decided to play the wise old man card and leave Melchior with a cryptic answer.

"That is quite the interesting problem Melchior, but This is something you'll have figure out for your self." He got up and walked away before they could question him further. Schmied mulled over what he had been told in his head. he thought back to the box labeled "Choices made" next to Kenichi's name, none of the other had had that and now Melchior had just stumbled onto something he wasn't supposed to know yet.

Schmied felt his gut twinge slightly, he'd learned to trust his gut long ago.

"If I tell him. Everything could be worse than it is now. " He pinched the bridge of his nose.

"That Kenichi was a good boy, I hope nothing happens to him." Schmied sighed and went to get his food.

(First Person POV-Kenichi)

A moan escaped my lips as I slowly woke up.

“What was the number of that truck?” I groaned, gripping my throbbing forehead slightly.

I slowly opened my eyes, and I’m glad I did cause that sun light was damn bright. Shading my eyes and blinking the scenery stated to came into focus, and my mind ground to a halt.

“WHERE THE HELL AM I?!!” I screamed. Whipping my head back and forth taking in what my surroundings would reveal. I was in a small forest clearing full of fallen leaves, grass and flowers. The colors seemed more vibrant and pronounced then they should've been.

Blinking and rubbing my eyes trying to make sure I wasn’t hallucinating. Slowly getting to my feet, I found I was a bit stiff. I looked around the clearing some more as I stretched and spied the power pole I bought from that merchant guy next to a puddle of water.

Starting to walk over to it, I felt something brush against the back of my left calf. Spinning around I dropped into a fighting stance, my eyes wide open looking to see what it was. I waited, my eye’s darting left and right trying to find where my assailant was at.

The seconds ticked by and I still saw nothing. Relaxing a bit, I slowly stood up straight. Standing up I noticed a slight movement in the bottom corner of my right eye. Slowly turning my head and looking down I saw what appeared to be some sort of furry brown… Snake? I started to turn and noticed the snake mirrored my movements.

That’s odd I thought to myself. I decided to try and grab it to examine it. Carefully squatting down and reaching out my hand till it was just a few inches from the “head,“ I lunged my hand forward and grabbed it.

The feeling was immediate, my body stiffened as unbelievable pain course through me. Falling forward, I face planted onto the not so soft ground, feeling like I’d run a hundred miles and swam across a massive lake. I panted and wheezed, trying to stand up but was barely able to move.

In this weakened state the snake thing slipped out of my grasp. My energy started to come back very quickly. Breathing evened out, my pulse slowed and I pushed myself back into a sitting position.

“What.. gasp.. The hell was.. cough.. that?” I tried to figure out what happened as I looked around. Seeing the furry snake thing still there, wiggling slightly, making me realize it didn’t act or even look like a snake at all. Trying to determine what it was I decided to take a closer look. As I examined it I came to the conclusion it wasn’t a snake at all.

I reached for it again, making sure not to grab it, running my hand over it in a petting motion. A jolt of pleasure ran up my spine, followed by a barely repressed moan. While my heart raced from the sudden arousal, a feeling of dread drained the blood from my face. Reaching behind, I felt my lower back and froze. The spot where I would normally feel my tail bone, was connected to the now identified “tail” that I had. My mind was going nuts,

I have a tail I thought

WHY THE FUCK DO I HAVE A TAIL! My teeth clenched as fear, anger and confusion ran rampant in my mind. I forced myself to take deep, long breaths trying to calm myself down.

Okay, calm down, calm down. You can freak out later right now you need to think. I closed my eyes, while rubbing my temples and racked my brain trying to see if anything I remembered would shed some light on what happened. The memory of that guy in Hayato cosplay and him saying “You've got a long journey ahead of you” jumped to the fore front of my mind. I’m no genius, but I put two and two together and my eyes snapped open in anger,

“What the hell did that guy do to me!” Scrambling over to the puddle to look at my reflection, and I was shocked at what I saw.

“What happened to me?” I managed to squeak out. My hair was a lighter shade of brown, my body wasn’t as bulky as it was supposed to be.

My eyes were no longer a brilliant hazel but deep chocolate brown and slightly bigger then they were supposed to be. This body was thinner, more compact then I was before.

“Why do I look…” I paused and my eyes widening.

“I sound like Kenichi too… what the hell is going on?” tears started rolling off my cheeks into the puddle, I let my anger and fear take control for a short time, hot tears falling like rain drops. After a few minuets, deciding that I needed to focus, I wiped my eye’s to a somewhat dry state and took a deep, calming breath and started asking myself important questions.

Where am I? what happened to me? Why the FUCK do I have a Saiyan tail? My head snapped up at that thought.

When I grabbed it, I felt like all my energy was just sucked out of me just like Goku’s untrained tail, I feel like that’s important some how. I pondered this for a bit all but forgetting my small break down.

As I thought on it, memories that weren’t mine started flowing into my head. I gasped as the flow turned into a flood as the life experience and knowledge non other then Son Goku flowed into my skull, making it throb heavily. My mind shattered like a mirror, being destroyed and reconstructed in a different configuration to make room for these new thoughts.

The happy times with grandpa Gohan, the silliness of Bulma, Yamcha, Puar and Oolong. The odd ways of master Roshi and his friendship with Kirilin. All these memories and more poured into my head. The time Goku was killed by Picolo while holding Raditz, training under King Kai and battling Vegeta. Killing Freeza on planet Namek. All those times of pain.

I clutched my head as it pulsed painfully with a life times worth of knowledge and experience. The memories started to slow and finally stop at Goku’s universe 7 team defeating the universe 6 team in a martial arts competition. By now I was panting at the mental strain, I thought it must be over.
(Boy was he wrong)

The flow started again, but this time with a different life. Kenichi Shirahama’s life flashed through my brain. All the bullying that Kenichi had to deal with, that was the reason I liked the character so much, I could relate to Kenichi. The obsession Kenichi’s dad had with naming his shotguns. Honoka his little sister, running up to random bad guys and smacking them in the face, repeatedly, with a red toy mallet His mothers kind and caring smile.

I was able to keep some semblance of my mind focused more or less while these memories poured in.

Why the heck do I have these? These aren’t my memories, there not even real people so why am I getting these like I lived them? I winced as a memory of one of Akisame-Sensei’s “Training” machines came up. Unconsciously I moved my hands to cover my groin.

Right in the family jewels. Damn Akisame-Sensei you’re a demon… what where did that come from? Akisame is a person in a manga and anime.

Kenichi’s memories ended with him lying in a hospital bed, his hands being held by his daughter and grand-daughter with his great grandson sitting on his mother’s knees. I smiled at this image.

Heh it’s nice to know that Kenichi had a good life, the manga hinted at it but it’s nice to see it first hand.

As my brain sorted through lifetimes worth of knowledge, memories and experience, I tried to piece this situation together.

Okay, I have no idea where I am, other then in a random forest, I have on the same cloths that I had when I went to comic-con though, some feel a bit more high quality then what I bought. I also have the power pole that I bought from… That asshole… no food, no water, no shelter, no idea which direction to go and my brain is filled with thoughts and memories that are not my own or that should even exist

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“AM I IN THE FUCKING TWILIGHTZONE!!!” I bellowed to the sky. Startled birds scrambled to fly away and small creatures ran in fear. With heavy breaths I picked up the power pole and slung it across chest with a scowl.

“At least that fucking psycho left me some sort of weapon.” As I put the case on my back, I noticed my satchel laying in a clump of tall grass.

Hope raising quickly I ran to it, praying the possible ticket to my salvation was still safe. I dug inside and with a cry of happiness I pulled out my cell phone. Flipping it open I was about to start pushing buttons when I saw something that made my heart break.

No bars, There were no bars to call out!

Of course there are no bars! I’m in the middle of no where! My shoulders slump and I threw my phone back into the satchel and slung it over my shoulder.

“Let’s see if the stave is as big of a disappointment,” I said, sounding depressed, and pulled it out of it’s case.

I examined the stave with a practiced eye, I’ve trained with a bo staff so I could pass a few of my Karate belt tests. I couldn’t tell what it was made of but it was light and surprisingly strong. My inner geek showed himself for a second as I planted the staff into the ground and yelled,

“Power pole extend!” like the Dragon Ball fan I am. Needless to say I screamed like a little girl when I shot off the ground and into the air.

“AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!” Gripping the stave for dear life, eye’s bugging out of my skull in fear.

“SSTTOOOOP!” I screamed and my ascent to the heavens halted instantly. To afraid to do anything else I clung to the pole like a child clings to there mothers leg.

Anyone one who’s dealt with heights can tell you “don’t look down.” Apparently I decided to ignore all advice in that area because that was the first place my eyes turned. I felt my pupils shrink to pinpricks and my breathing sped up, I had to be at least five hundred feet in the air. My brain went into panic mode.

NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE!!!! SO MUUUUCH NNNNOOOOOOOOPE!!! My mouth was open, trying to scream but my throat was devoid of moister and was clenched tight.

A heavy gust of wind slammed into me and I felt the workers in my bladder abandon their posts and let the flood gates loose.

I’M GONNA FALL! I thought, frantically closing my eyes waiting for that slow terrifying tilting to start.

The seconds seem like years as my eyes were clenched shut waiting for my death to arrive… But nothing happened. The only movement were my clothes, flapping in the wind. I slowly cracked one of my eyes open to peak. I didn’t even twitch in any direction. I wasn’t sure why I wasn’t falling.

I didn’t relax one bit but my eyes opened and I started to chuckle insanely.

I’m alive… I AM ALIVE!! The chuckles grew into full insane laughter as pure relief flooded through me. As I laughed I turned my head side to side and caught a glimpse of something that made my heart skip a beat.

On a large mountain in the distance, there was FRICKING HUGE CASTLE standing tall on it’s slopes. It’s purple roofed white towers blazing in the afternoon sun. Long banners flapping in the breeze made the whole thing look like something out f a fairy tale.

Three things bounced like pin balls around my skull as I gawked at this sight.

Holy shit that’s a castle! If there’s a castle there then that means there’s people! HOW THE FUCK IS IT STAYING ON THE SIDE OF A MOUNTAIN!? My brain was scrambling to try and piece all this new info into a coherent thought. A second site caught my eyes and I started to cry happy tears.

There was an edge to this forest and I could see a town about a mile from the end of the tree line. I couldn’t make out any details but I honestly could’ve cared less. Where there was houses there were people and where there were people there were phones!

As I tried to gauge how far it was to the forest edge, I was starting to appreciate my dad for forcing me into the boy scouts for four years, my mind quickly reminded me that I was still extremely high in the air. Fear came back very quickly and I squeaked out,

“Power pole retract.” My stomach found it’s way up to my throat as I zoomed back the surface. Clamping my eyes shut I waited for this nightmare to be over. My stomach returned to its rightful spot as I felt himself stop moving.

Opening one eye I saw the most beautiful sight I had ever seen in my life. The ground. I slowly put my foot down on the earth and with a manic smile spreading across my face I collapsed to my hands and knees and kissed the earth repeatedly.

“I’ll never leave you again as long as I live, I promise! I won’t be unfaithful ever again, I will always remain with you…”

(annnnd his analogies got more elaborate and creepy, I think in one of them he said he wanted to make “sweet love” with the Earth… “Shiver”)
and after that tearful reunion I stood to my feet and looked at the power pole still stuck in the ground. I crossed my arms and my brow furrowed in thought.

It worked, just like in the manga and anime, I said power pole extend and it did. This shouldn’t be possible but it happened. I shook my head, pushing those thoughts away for the time being. Pulling the staff from the ground I placed it back in it’s case,

I’ll deal with those problems later, I’ve got to get to that town and find out where I am… I paused for a second and an embarrassed groan slid past my lips.

and ask if any of them have a washing machine for my pants. I looked at my black pants and stared at a larger and darker patch on the crotch area. I sigh,

“That sucks big time.” I felt something brush up against my calf again. I looked down and saw the tip of my new appendage.

Gotta get used to that now. Lets see if I can control it. A certain memory of Goku’s while growing up with his grandpa Gohan popped into my mind. I was a bit confused at first but then figured, what the hell, so I followed the memories and soon I was moving my new tail as if I’d been born with it from the beginning.

This is actually kinda cool when you get used to it, I thought with a l smirk on my face. Wrapping it around my waist like Vegeta and Napa did in the saiyan saga I turned to the direction I saw the village in.

Time to find out where I am I took a deep breath and stepped into the forest.

I walked for what felt like hours, and the forest didn’t help make me feel any better about this whole situation. The clearing had been nice, calm even. The forest its self was so dense that the air seems like a thick soup, heavy and damp.

What am I in, the Amazon? I whined in thought wiping beads of sweat from my head.

"Damn it’s hot in here, I really wish I had some water." As if the powers that controlled the universe heard and answered my prayer, I broke through the dense underbrush and found myself in front of a wide, crystal clear stream.

“Ask and you shall receive huh?” I said with a massive grin. I hurried to the streams edge, knelt down and dunked my whole head into the refreshing water.

Gulping greedily I drank my fill and my head jerked back up with a gasp. Running my hand through my hair to get rid of excess water I sighed in relief.

"That had to be the best water I’ve ever tasted. I’d almost prefer this to any soda I’ve had." I wiped my face off and looked up and down stream for a place to cross.

Spotting a sand bar a bit up stream that went all the way across the stream bed. I got to my feet and head there.

That’s convenient I thought with a grin and started to making my way across. I noticed a large purple boulder next to the sand bar near the center of the stream.

Strange I thought

boulders aren’t usually purple. As I waded closer I could make out more detail and started to get a bit nervous.

The surface of the boulder was made of individual piece like… Scales!

My eye’s bugged out, as I was closer now and saw the boulder, now Identified creature, slowly expanding and contracting . I stopped moving as fear gripped my heart with cold fingers.

This thing is ALIVE AND IT”S HUGE!! I started shaking violently with fear.

Where’s that Steve Irwin when you need him My chibi self cried in my mindscape. Slowly, I started to move again, never taking my eye off the part of the creature that I could see. I had almost made it to the opposite shore when the water exploded out and a load roar pierced the air.

I screamed like a small girl a second time that day (unnoticed by him, he ran on the waters surface) and booked it straight into the woods on the shore at full tilt.

I ran at a full sprint, adrenaline pumping through his veins. The trees and underbrush had thinned out some and blurred into a seamless wall of greens as I ran on.

What the ever living Fuck was that! My brain screamed as I tore through the woods.

I hope it didn’t see me, Please don’t let it have seen me! I kept repeating in to myself as I ran on. A short while after, I slowed down and jogged to a stop. Turning around I stared at the way I came, pushing my eyes and ears to there max to pick up any trace of what ever the fuck that was. Seconds turned to minuets and I could hear or see nothing. I slowly allowed myself to relax. Heaving a massive sigh of relief I started walking again.

That was far to close for comfort. I don’t know what the hell that thing was but I do know that I don’t ever want to meet it face to face ever.

I kept walking and noticed something. I should’ve been tired, at least breathing hard from running like that and not to mention the adrenaline crash I should be experiencing.

Why don’t I feel exhausted, or even a little bit tired? He puzzled over this for a bit as he walked in the direction of the village.

Images of Akisame’s endurance “Training” ran to the fore front of my mind. This stopped me in his tracks for a bit. A thought crept into my head that excited me and scared me shitless at the same time.

I have there memories… does that mean I have there abilities as well?

I felt like I should find this out as soon as possible. I started looking around for a place to sit down and meditate, being a practitioner of Karate I knew what meditation was and the benefits of it.

I spied a good sized stump not to far from my right and I made way toward it, brushing it off and sitting down getting my leg into the full lotus position.

Hmm seems this body is as flexible as my old one, good news. I came to the realization early on that this body was some how not mine, at least not my original one.

Cosmetic surgery can do a lot, but it can’t make you thinner and taller. I closed my eyes and steadied my breathing. My brain went through the episodes of Dragon ball that I remembered. I thought on what Gohan had told Videl Satan when he was teaching her to find her Ki.

“Your ki is around the stomach area, just above the bellybutton, it should feel warm, like a comforting blanket wrapped around you on a cold day.” I focused my mind and felt around for that feeling.

Focusing on the spot that was supposed to be where ki resides, the world around me dropped away, the sounds of birds, creatures and insects became dulled and muted. My steady, slow breaths seemed unnaturally loud. As I meditated I became aware of a soft, warm glow in my abdomen.

Is this my ki? I thought. My mind reached for it slowly feeling the warmth getting closer and larger. I was just about to tap into it when a specific sound pierced the veil of my meditation, straight into my ear and forced my mind to pay attention to it. It was a young girl’s fearful scream.

Eye’s snapping open and I leapt to my feet off the stump. My head whipped back and forth trying to figure out which way the scream came from.

Lucky for the girl she had strong lungs. I heard her scream again and took off at a dead run toward her voice. Pouring on the speed as I saw the edge to the woods not far ahead of me.

“HEELP ME! APPLEJACK! BIG MACINTOSH! ANYPONY HELP!” My brain was confused at what the girl was yelling but I filed it away for a later date. As I burst through the tree line, I had to gawked for a split second. Apple trees heavy with fruit as far as my eyes could see.

My attention was snapped back to the present as I heard loud snarls further into the massive orchard. I ran and cleared the chest high fence in a single leap.

Paying the impressive physical feat no heed, I charged into the apple trees. As I ran between the massive trees and came upon a shit dropping sight. Four large wolves were circling a particularly large apple tree.

Okay large doesn’t give these beasts credit, they were massive! The smallest was the size of a full grown grizzly bear.

I was stunned for a bit, but the largest of said beast leapt up and tried to climb the tree. The scream of fear that followed was all the incentive I needed to kick it into high gear.

Pulling the Power pole out of it’s container I charged at the beasts. As I got closer, I noticed some thing strange about them. Their eye’s seemed to be glowing green and instead of fur and skin they seemed to be made of bark.

Okay what the actual fuck? Gah can’t focus on that now need to get these things away from that tree. I got roughly ten feet behind the smallest beast and raised the power pole high for an over head strike. With the loudest battle cry I could muster I jumped high and brought the power Pole down with all my strength onto the back of the creature hoping for the best out come, breaking the creature spine and stopping it or killing instantly.

What I didn’t expect is what happened. Instead of acting like a blunt instrument and breaking the creatures spine, it was like a frickin great sword and it sliced through the back and gut of the creature in one gory swipe. To say I was surprised would be the understatement of the year at least. I didn’t have time to process my surprise though.

The wood-wolves, that’s what I decided to call them, jumped away from the tree and faced me, seeing that I killed one of heir pack and that I was a threat, with a fierce snarl.

I spun the stave to clean off the grime and held the Power Pole in a spear like ready stance, legs bent slightly. I kept my eyes forward, glaring at these creatures with anger and determination.

“Don’t worry miss.” I called up the girl without taking my eyes off the creatures in front of me.

“I’ll lead these things away so you can get to safety, bring help when you can.” with that I leapt back, and twisted in the air and ran in the direction I came from. The wood wolves howled together and began pursuing me with a fervor.

What the fuck do I do now! I frantically thought as I zoomed through the apple trees evading the wood wolves like the plague.

I need to get in an open area, I can maneuver more freely and not worry about my staff hitting a tree and screwing my strikes up.

I took a quick look behind me and saw the three remaining wolves were right on my heels

FUCK ALL KINDS OF DUCK! I pushed my legs to their max to go even faster. I was reaching the part of the orchard were I got in,

There’s at least a twenty foot gap between the fence and the apple trees, perfect! I thought triumphantly. Putting on a burst of speed and blasting past the apple trees, making a beeline straight for the fence, a plan forming in my brain.

Damn it, this a really stupid idea… I sure hope this WWOORRKS! as I neared the fence I jumped at it, twisting myself so I’d hit feet first.

Gripping the power pole so it was parallel to my body and dead center in front of my chest. My feet hit the fence and forced my body into a squat. With the added kinetic force I propelled myself off the fence with great speed and straight at the leading and very surprised wood wolf.

“POWER POLE EXTEND!” I yelled and thrust the power pole like a spear straight at the wolf’s head.

The wolf might have had the time to react if the staff had been a normal piece of wood, but it could not counter the length adding ability of the power pole and it was struck right were I was aiming for. The power pole punched straight trough the wood wolf’s head and kept going though it’s body killing it instantly.

The last two wolves skidded to a stop as they saw another pack member meet its end by my hand.

In a surprising show of strength I planted my feet and lifted the power pole, with the corpse of the wood wolf still on it, with surprising speed over my head and toward the woods. With a yell I flung the corpse of the wolf off the stave and I sent it sailing into the nearest tree with a sickening SPLAT Showering the tree trunk and surrounding ground with a mix of sickly green blood and organs.

“RETRACT!” I yelled and the power pole returned to it’s normal size. I stared down the last two wolves as they snarled at me, feral rage burning in their green eyes.

They both slowly moved to either side of me planning to attack me from both side. I knew exactly what they were planning and decided not to wait for them. After a few more tense seconds, I lunged to my right at the smaller of the two and caught the wolf by surprise. Swinging my stave in a horizontal strike I aimed for it’s head, but this wolf was a bit smarter then it’s previous pack mates.

It launched its self straight up into the air dodging the strike and thinking it got the better of it’s prey. How wrong it was.

With a smirk of confidence I used the forward momentum I’d built up to twist and push off the ground, following the wood wolf into the air. That same momentum traveling down my body and to my hips, which I rotated like a whips handle speeding the power to my calf. With a mighty battle cry I slammed the wood wolves head with a powerful roundhouse kick. (Chuck would be so proud)

The kick delivered so much power that the wolf’s head, literally, exploded in a torrent of bark, bone, brain matter and blood.

My grin widened in victory as gravity took hold and started to bring me back down to earth. My blood was running hot with the thrill of battle. I turned my body to land on my feet, only to be smashed out of the air by a powerful tackle.

Searing pain flashed through my left arm, I screamed in agony as the wolf I had turned my back on ripped its fangs into the soft flesh of my left bicep.

My warm, life-giving blood gushing into the wolf's mouth driving it into a blood rage. It shook and slammed me back and forth trying for all its worth to tear my arm off. The wolf finally stopped the thrashing and spun around, flinging me through the air and straight into the trunk of an apple tree.

With a loud CRACK the apple tree split at the point of impact, slowly falling over and slamming it’s fruit laden boughs into the ground. I cried out as I slid to the ground next to the broken stump of the tree.

Looking up through a haze of pain, I stared straight at this creature that had mangle my arm.

I can’t even feel my arm, it’s definitely broken. The wolf walked closer it’s once green eyes now a blazing red, the muscles in its hindquarters tightening, ready to propel it’s self for the kill.

Damn it, I don’t have the energy to dodge! I’m going to die! heh, it’s my own fault though, I broke a cardinal rule in martial arts, never turn your back on your opponent.

The wolf’s red eyes shown with blood lust and drool leaked from it’s jaws. With a roar it leapt into the air fangs bared and aimed straight at my neck.
I kept trying to force my legs to move,

MOVE damn you! MOVE!

Time seemed to slow down to a crawl and I watched as the wood wolf bare down on me. As it lunged a new sound reached my ears, it sounded like someone’s voice. It was that young girls voice.

At least she’s safe, total deaja vu, this is just like back in school. I stop those bullies from picking on that small girl and then they beat the crap out of me. I gave it as good as I got it though, sent them to the hospital with me.

I stared at the wolf’s open jaws, my entire life, all up to that point, playing through my head, my school, my parents, Krys… all of it played through my mind as I waited and watched the end arrive.

One thought entered my mind that caused me to sucker punch death right in the face.

I keep my word, I’ve never gone back on it and I never will. I promised Krys I’d fined her at comic con, I gave my word. My anger swelled

And not only is my pride at stake, I’m not ready to die. I need to see my Parents again, to make things right! I've never even gotten laid! There is still so much I want to do!

My anger at this wolf went white hot, this beast was trying to end my life, stop me from keeping my promises and trying to kill me with a bad case of blue balls to boot. My rage boiled over and erupted. HELL NO!.

My battered body exploded with power, the white flame aura of ki exploded around me. My right hand shot forward as I screamed in anger at the cause of my pain.

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”HHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!”

The wolf never stood a chance. A massive gold ki beam shot from my hand and engulfed the wolf’s entire body disintegrating it to nothing in a mater of seconds.

The ki blast tore through the forest and a massive explosion was made from where it made contact on the ground. The earth shook with the force and power of the eruption, the resulting shock wave was felt for miles around.

My arm slumped back to my side, the white aura around me dissipating like a snuffed candle. My breaths came in ragged gasps and my vision started to fade slowly like a closing camera shutter.

The last thing I saw and heard was a batch of sunflower yellow that appeared before my eyes, and the young girls voice. I noted it hade a country twang to it as she spoke.

“Hurry Applejack, He’s hurt real bad!” and then… darkness embraced me like an old friend