Majin Chu [Majin OC - DBZ Canon Divergent]

12 | Welcome To Planet Earth, Chu!

April, Age 767, Earth

Piccolo

'Monstrous. It's absolutely monstrous how talented this kid is.'

Piccolo had never felt more accomplished training someone as he did with Kyuri. If there was a perfect student, he'd found them. Or rather, they found him. In the first two years of training with him, Kyuri had learned everything he could teach him about both Ki control and martial arts. He took off with it, honing to levels seldom seen.

Combine eidetic memory and talent, you get Kyuri. Piccolo went from being his mentor to being his sparring partner. Every day the older namekian had to be on his A-game unless he wanted to be embarrassed by his junior.

It pushed him to improve his techniques and strategies, something he didn't know he needed until then. With the revelation of a new threat on the horizon, everyone needed to train.

That gave Piccolo a downright evil idea.

Leaving his meditation outside the Son household, having finished the training with Gohan for the day, he heads over to Kyuri's abode.

Flying over mountains and lakes, he comes upon a quaint namekian home in the woods. Beside it was a garden, hosting a variety of plants including the alien Ajisa, a native namekian plant they were known to tend to. Upon one of his visits he'd taken a few seeds, opting to grow them as a connection with home.

Whenever Piccolo wanted to connect with his roots as a namekian, he'd visit Kyuri's home. The kid was more than willing to teach him the subtleties of namekian life, from the language to their daily life.

Kyuri visited his home every namekian year, which was approximately every four or so months. Each time he'd come back with something, whether it be clothes, trinkets, or in one case, the Ajisa seeds. He'd teach Piccolo all about it, and even Kami whenever he visited the lookout.

He would never tell anyone this, but Kyuri's Place is where he felt the most at home. It combined both Earthling and Namekian culture, which resonated with the older warrior. He'd find himself peacefully meditating nearby.

Arriving, Kyuri was outside, finishing tending to the Ajisa. He used fine-tuned telekinesis and telepathy to commune with the sentient plant. Using his masterful Ki control, he gave it what it needed for the day, using his creation abilities to tend to the other plants he grew.

"Piccolo!" Finished with his chores, he cleaned up for their day of training. "What will we be doing today? Sparring? Ki control? Strategy?"

Piccolo shook his head at this glutton for knowledge, "Something a little different today. Try sparring with some others."

"Others? Aren't they doing their training in preparation for the androids?"

"Yes. But fighting the same person all the time isn't helpful to them. Not exponentially." Aside from Piccolo, no one knew Kyuri's strengths. Of course, they knew that he was strong, but how much so eluded them.

Perfect.

"If I spar with them, that gives them a new opponent to fight, and gives me opportunities to learn from others, too. I'm down, but would I be imposing on their training by suddenly showing up?"

The kid was polite and honest to a fault. He was the type to pay back any debt even if there wasn't one to pay. A prime example of that is Bulma. After the namekians left for their new home, she'd gone a step above and created a personal ship for Kyuri to visit. In return, he studied every tech book to be able to help her in her lab.

She told him there was no need to pay her back, as she wanted to do it, but he insisted. Now, she has an assistant every so often to help her with her inventions.