Part 1, Chapter 1: Shallot

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Can... hear me...? Snap... out...

...Snap out of it!

Urgh...

Hey, you came to! What are you doing out here, alone?

Wh-Where am I? ...And what WAS I doing? I can't remember a thing!

Memory problems, I take it? What about your name? Can you at least remember that?

My...name?

Run, Shallot! Save yourself!

...Right. "Shallot." That's my name! Shallot!

Shallot, eh? Pleased to meet you. Anything else you can recall?

Hold that thought. We can talk later. Right now, we'd better vacate the area.

What's the hurry?

Graaaagh! Gaaagh!

The hell're these things?!

Of all the times to show their ugly mugs. Let's can these green goons and hightail it!

C-Can them? And how do we do THAT, exactly?!

Don't worry. I have a feeling you can hold your own!

Hyaaaagh!

*pant pant* H-How was that for a scrap, huh?

I knew it. When I saw that tail of yours, I got to speculating...

You ARE a Saiyan. One of the fighting race known throughout all the cosmos.

Say what? Saiyan? Fighting race? ...You can't be...

Serious? Sure am. I may not have a tail, but my father's a Saiyan too.

(But that outfit doesn't look anything like Dad's...When is this guy from?)

What's the deal? Why'd you clam up?

O-Oh, it's nothing. Anyway, I propose a change of scenery. This isn't the safest place to be, you know!

No, I DON'T know! You've been saying that forever. What do you mean? Spill it already!

Uh oh. This Ki. It's gotta be...

Ya ha ha! Not Kakarot, perhaps, but insects all the same. Two, for that matter!

Damn! Broly's onto us!

Who the heck is this lunk?

Fancy that. Another Saiyan! All the more pleasure to be had...when I CRUSH you!

Fwa ha ha ha ha!

Rrrgh!

Get your head in the game, Shallot! We need to get out of this alive!

Splendid! How I love it when the prey is foolish enough to resist!

Hold it right there, Broly!

Kakarot!

Whew, in the nick of time! You all right there, Trunks?

Yeah. Just barely.

Hm? Who's your friend there?

Oh, he's...

Enough talk! It's high time I destroy all three of you in one fell swoop!

Bet that smarts! How do ya like me now, huh?!

Oh, was I supposed to actually FEEL that? Hwa ha ha!

Holy cow... He's still standing!

You're not like the other two. You're nothing. Weak. Pathetic!

Why you...!

(It's no use! Shallot's totally out of his league here!)

We can't keep him in the fight. It's too dangerous!

Begone from my sight, nuisance!

Haaagh!

Ah...!

W-Watch out!

Gaaaaagh!

No...!

Trunks!

Tch! What a waste. Dying for someone so wretchedly weak!

T-Trunks! No...! You'll pay for that, Broly! I'm coming for you!

Why'd you do it? Why'd you take the hit for me?

It's revenge time, meathead! Why, I'll... I'll...!!!

Stay back! You gotta get outta here!

Shut it! I'll die before I turn tail on this scum!

Exactly! You're no good dead! Just scram, okay?

What...?!

Ha! Why so desperate to save the life of mere vermin, Kakarot?

*pant pant* Dammit! Dammit all...! Nraaaagh!

This is sad. Why am I running on orders from some guy I JUST met?!

Huh?! It's that freak again! I-I gotta...

...Get outta here! My thoughts exactly!

Run, Shallot! Save yourself!

Ugh! NO. MORE. RUNNING! I'm sick of following orders!

I said it before. I'll die before I turn tail! So do your worst. I'm right here!

Gee hee hee! Hyaaaangh!

Grrrngh?!

...?!

I'll admit, you've got spunk. But going it solo's a deathwish.

Who are you guys?

Talk later! First, what say we take out the trash?

Pfft. I didn't need your help. So don't expect a heartfelt thanks.

Ha ha ha! Sure, sure. I only barged in because I wanted to ask you something.

Ask me something? Man, are you outta luck.

It just so happens I got no memory. Zip. Well, except for my name.

What a day. I wake up to a horde of fanged monsters. Then, some meathead muscle-man tries to murder me.

Muscleman? Yo, Yamcha! I think we have us an eyewitness.

Now that's a tale for the books, partner.

But memoirs can wait. The problem at hand is memory. If I gather correctly, you lost yours.

He's got a tail... So that means he's a Saiyan, right?

I've never seen a Saiyan dressed like that... I bet he's one of the Tournament participants.

Huh? What Tournament? The heck are you talkin' about?

Right, right. You forgot that part too, huh?

We were formally invited to participate in this contest of sorts by a guy called King Kai.

Uh. Fighters from other eras? Wish-granting balls?

Ha! Sounds like a load of bunk. Sorry fellas! You won't be pulling one over on me today.

It's true! Fighters are throwing down all over the place to get their mitts on the Dragon Balls.

Oh yeah? And what do you gain from telling me all this? Aren't I supposed to be your enemy?

Please! It's no fun fighting someone who's completely clueless.

Tch. Like I said, don't expect a heartfelt thanks.

There's no need to rush things. Head to the Capital, eat, and rest up. Fighting can come later.

Eat? L-Like food...?! So there's grub at this Capital place?!

...Maybe a teeny, tiny thanks is in order after all.

I think I've got this guy's priorities more or less figured out. Heh heh!

Catch you on the battlefield, bud!

Okay... So head this way and I oughtta come up on the Capital.

Number one on the to-do list... Stuff myself. I'll think about the rest later.

I remember my own name, have patches of someone's memory... And I can fight, somehow.

Dunno what to think about that Saiyan business. "Fighting race"? Sounds fishy to me...

Coming through!

Huh?

Outta the way, buster!

Aaaaaaagh!

THAT caught me off guard. But hey, zero fatalities!

You drive like a maniac, Bulma!

Don't look at me. What kinda moron walks in the middle of the darn road?!

And what kinda person tries to bowl people over in a hokey box... THING?!

Um. It's called a car. Wow, someone's from the boonies, for sure.

Perhaps not the boonies. Another era, I would say. He looks like a fighter.

Got a name? What planet are you from? And when are you from, for that matter?

The name's Shallot. I can't tell you the rest, on account of I don't remember.

Excuse me?

Memory issues? Didn't know they brought amnesiacs to these things. Interesting.

Hm... So you can't remember anything? Zilch?

Tough break, getting flung into the the biggest warzone this side of the galaxy and not remembering it.

Thanks for pointing out the obvious! It's not like I wanted this, you know?

Uh, Bulma? Sorry to interrupt, but...

What is it now?

Nothing. Just a Saibaman. Right behind you.

Gwaargh!

Aaaagh! Help! It's a monsteeeer!

W-Well? Did you do it?

Y-Yeah! Think so.

Wait a sec. Why am I fighting to save your hides, huh?

Because it's your duty as a decent person? Ugh. Chivalry IS dead...

And Jaco! Next time you see one of those things, tell me BEFORE it's breathing down my neck!

This is why you're single, Jaco. This is why.

Wha-Whaaaat?! That's a little below the belt, missie! I'm a red-hot casanova! Always have been!

As for you. You're pretty strong! Wasn't expecting you to pull out those moves.

Compliments won't get you any more free security, lady!

(Heh heh heh... Maybe not, but I have a plan that will!)

Shallot, was it? You have no memory, right?

Why not stick with me for a bit? Be my bodyguard.

Excuse me?

Protect me from the battle-hungry crazies roving the land and I'll tell you everything about this era!

What? I can figure that stuff out just fine on my...

You'll die just fine on your own. That's what'll happen if you go into this uninformed.

Rrgh!

(Last I checked, you're not even FROM this era, Bulma... That's some high horse you're on!)

Ugh. Fine, whatever. I'll do it... But just for a little while.

Once I know enough about this time to make it on my own, it's sayonara! Got it?

Fine. Whatever the case, it is my duty as a super elite to protect the weak! ...That's you, by the way.

Seeing as we're now partners, what do we call you? I'm Bulma! This is Jaco.

Bulma. Jaco. Your knowledge is mine! Prepare to be bled dry!

Why... Why would you say that out loud? Kind of counterproductive to your plan, no?

Sh-Shut it! Just prepare to bleed, okay?

Hey, why do you go around wearing a tail, anyway? It's super weird! Take it off!

It doesn't come off...

W-Wait! That's a real tail? Then that means... You're a Saiyan!

That's what everyone's calling me. What, you got a problem with that?!

N-N-No! No problem at all, ehehe! It takes all kinds, eh?

(Good grief... I think we might have run into someone incredible...)