Peace and freedom, where the two most prominent feelings coursing through at the moment. As I floated there amongst the upper atmosphere in a world that was nothing but fiction to me the day before. I ignored the confusion of how I got here; I ignored the mystery of my sudden race change from Human to Viltrumite, I ignored the fear of being in a world where beings exist that could curb stomp me out of existence at any moment.
Instead, I floated there, basking in the rays of the sun. Letting solar radiation warm my flesh and ease my mind.
Flight, I learned comes to Viltrumite as easy as breathing. The power that millions in my old world would kill for is now my birth right. Well, one of my birth rights, right there next to my landscape changing strength and near invulnerable body. Though that last one is going to become obsolete real quick in the coming conflicts that take place in this world. What world would that be you ask?
Dragon Ball.
One moment I'm watching the Death Battle of Omni-Man versus Bardock and contemplating what a Viltrumite could do with access to Ki. And the next moment I wake up in a field outside West City with a small information package of where I was and what I am lodged in my brain. I guess whatever bored Entity with multiverse level power had the same question. Because here I am, a Viltrumite in the world of Dragon Ball.
I tried; I really tried.
But the fear, the confusion, the mystery, and the peace were completely overshadowed by that persistent feeling of freedom and the savage call of violence rising in my blood. From childhood to adulthood, I've always loved fighting. Pain wasn't a deterrent; it was a driving force. It drove my adrenaline rush and pushed me to fight harder. I loved violence and took pride in my strength, but do not confuse me with someone who mistakes violence for cruelty. I believe there are moments in life where ruthlessness is necessary, but cruelty for the sake of cruelty is where I draw the line.
So let me thank this all-powerful Entity for allowing me to avoid the Viltrumite upbringing. And now let me thank this Entity again, for letting me live in a world where I can fight to my heart's content.
The savage grin spreading across my face as my heart began to beat like a war drum, reflected my growing excitement.
"Ah, this is going to be a wild but fun ride. Live or die but live with no regrets and fighting to the end for I've never feared death. Only a pointless and shackled life." My voice deep and clear spoke my thoughts into the thin atmosphere surrounding me.
I began to calm down as I formalized two long-term goals within my mind, appearing from hours of daydreaming about this very situation.
The first is clique but still heartfelt, become the strongest through fighting my way to the top. The second is creating a clan of Viltrumites, I've always wanted a wife (singular) and a bunch of kids to call my own.
As for short term goals, that list is long, but I want to begin with five clear objectives.
Find out where I am in the timeline.
Find Bulma Briefs to see if she's single and so she can pass a message to Goku.
Challenge Goku to a fight, so I can determine my current strength.
Learn martial arts.
Lastly, and most importantly, figure out if I can use Ki naturally or if I need to jump start it with the Dragon Balls.
"Ah, I'm getting all excited just thinking about introducing my Smart Atoms to Ki."
With my tutorial quest lined up, I allowed gravity to influence my body as I began to plummet towards West City. I just love the fact that I can ignore an fundamental force of the universe at my leisure. As the city began to grow closer, I looked for the large yellow dome that represented Capsule Corporation headquarters and more importantly Bulma's home. Spotting it was easy; I willed my body to an upright position as I hovered over the building.
An Alarm began to ring as the security system recognized me as an intruder, guns popped out house and locked onto me but held their fire. I lowered myself to ground in front of the main doors. The doors opened and out came a beautiful blue hair woman with an attitude that scream no fucks given. It did not help that she was so angry I think there was a demonic aura surrounding her. She took one look at me and immediately said.
"Who are you and what do you want? I'm currently dealing with an asshole at the moment, and I do not have time for two. No matter how handsome you are."
Not willing to catch a stray for no reason I reply with a quick, "And no matter how beautiful you are, that is no way to talk to a stranger."
"A stranger that invaded my property?"
"A powerful stranger that invaded your property" I replied with a chuckle. "I mean it's not everyday you have a 6" ft 6'in black man flying through your airspace, is it?"
After a cute chuckle of her own she replied with "honestly that's a new one."
"Want to make it a common occurrence?" I added, with a smirk. Hey, it's always important to shoot your shot and I know for a fact Bulma love being called beautiful.
"Are you flirting with me mister? You know it's rude to hit on a woman before introducing yourself." Her eyes boldly fluttering at me as she flirted back.
"You are right on both accusations, and where are my manners. My name is Dean, Dean Argall. And there was no chance I was missing out on an opportunity to flirt with a woman as beautiful as yourself. And who are you miss?" I replied while nodding my head to her in respectful but non-submissive greeting.
With a laugh and a smile, she said "nice to meet you Dean, and I am Bulma Briefs, however, I'm sure you knew that since you're standing on my lawn."
"True, but I believe I've been rude enough with property invasion and late introduction"
"Well, it's not every day I mean a gentleman, that's for sure" she replied with a little spite at the end, however it wasn't targeted at me. If I had to guess it's at the man trying to hide in the shadow of the doorway, while ease dropping on the conversation. That man is a clearly distraught Yamcha, who not at all happy about Bulma flirting with another man in front of him.
Pulling my attention back to her, Bulma said "we've established who you are, now I just to need to know, what do you want from me?"
"Two things, one are you available for dinner this evening? And two, I would like you to send a message to Son Goku." I said while looking into her gorgeous blue eyes. Before she could reply, a shout and movement came from the doorway.
"ENOUGH!" Yamcha shouted while rushing me with the full intension of striking me. I did not move or even look at him as I held eye contact with the woman in front of me. I didn't feel a thing when he broke his fist on my chest, honestly it is less than what the cheating bastards deserves. But he will eventually get what's coming to him and Bulma leaves his ass for me. Which from the looks of things won't be long, as it seems I already have her attention.