Dragon ball Z EX: A self Insertion, or is it the other way around?

	We'll start this story with a description. His name is John, he
is five foot seven, has short cut brown hair and a medium build. He is
what most people would call a nerd. Weak, uncoordinated, basically a
cluts and constantly plagued by bullies. He is not naive about the world
nor is he smitten with any in particular girl. He has his own group of
friends some of whom are considered at least reasonably cool and is not
really a social outcast. He is normal, if that's what you want to call
it, not cool, not the deprived 'Star trek' fan who's only friends are the
guy who owns the comic shop and the other degenerates who hang around it.
	He does have one saving grace, his love for anime and manga. 

	This story has a normal beginning for a fan fiction, but
something a little different occurs here. He is not transported to a
magical realm of fantasy and adventure. He finds out that what can be
fascinating and wonderful in fiction can be terrifying in reality...

	"Hey! John!" said a familiar voice from behind the boy. He turned
in his seat cautiously as he gazed at the teacher to insure she was not
looking. He frowned as the boy behind him smiled dumbly and adjusted the
black leather jacket he wore so that the buckles would not press against
his chest as he leaned forward. "Isn't she hot?" asked the boy, much to
John's annoyance. His name was Tom, he had spiked brown hair and a dog
chain attached to his pants. If you go to a public school you've seen
this guy, he obviously thinks he's cooler than he really is. He also has
a bit of a mouth, but who doesn't?
	The boy was referring to the blond girl on the other side of the
room. He often mentioned her, John was not gay mind you, but he honestly
did not see what the big deal was. Sure she was cute, but she was not the
goddess that Tom made her out to be.
	"Get over it dude, she's a football chick," muttered John as he
turned and ignored his friend.
	"Someday man..." said the love sick boy.
	"Someday she'll be married to an ex-football player and you
wouldn't give her a second glance she'll be so rank. You'll probably fall
in love with some chick who was in the computer club and blossomed into a
reasonably attractive woman who you had originally planned on being, and
I quote "Good enough for now," replied John.
	"Dude, that was like way harsh," said the brunette girl sitting
beside him. 
	"I didn�t mean you Jenny," snorted the boy in reply. She was a
reasonably attractive girl with no chest and long brown hair that was
still tainted in some places from the black dye she had used in it a few
day's ago. She wrote poetry that sucked and claimed 'No one understood
her'. Yet another product of the American public school system.
	"You know, I used to think that people were evolving. Now I
realize that the opposite is true. We aren't getting smarter like most
people think. We are gradually growing dumber, each generation has fewer
brain cells than the last. Think about it, we used to invent things like
cars, lightbulbs, trains and stuff. Now we have 'Thigh master,'" muttered
John in another of those weird insights he had occasionally.
	Jenni rolled her eyes and the class resumed.

	After class John walked out of the room and ran into a very large
boy. He looked down at him angrily and clenched his fist at his side. "I
heard you were looking at my girl in class, punk," growled the gorilla of
a boy.
	"Huh?" said John in surprise as he backed away from the wall of
boys that stood before him. "Oh, you want him," he said as he pointed at
Tom. "Kept talking about how good she looks. I couldn't get him to shut
up,"
	The large boys walked towards Tom, who decided that he could take
them. Jenni and John watched for a moment before walking into the crowd
of students. "You see? A perfect example of de-evolution," said John as
they walked. 
	The conflict between Tom and the larger boys would amount to a
staring match and Tom getting shoved aside and trying too look tough and
cool while he recovered. He would fail and end up looking even more dazed
by the blow than he was.
	"My faith in the human species has wavered," said Jenni.
	"You? Faith? What a laugh, you've never believed in anything in
your life," said John with a sarcastic snort.
	"You wound me my friend," said the girl dramatically.
	"Your right, I forgot about Vampires," muttered the boy.
	"Oh look it's Pole!" squealed the girl as she skipped away. It is
kind of hard for most people to imagine a goth skipping. That is unless
you know a few, there is always one who just likes the fashion and is way
too cheerful. They aren't what you'd call posers, they still held the
same beliefs and everything as many of the self piteous and downtrodden
fools who could rival Ryoga Hibiki in generating heavy Ki. They just had
cheery personalities, kind of like laughing in the face of death.
	John didn't really like the goths, he didn't hate them either. He
and Jenni had a sort of common bond in the world of Anime though. She was
the only friend he had that got allot of his jokes because of it. Their
taste were different. She liked things like, Vampire hunter D, Ninja
Scroll, Vampire princess Miyu, and Ogre Slayer. John liked them as well,
but he was more of a Ranma, Slayers, and Tenchi Muyou type person. Dragon
ball, Ninja scroll and El-Hazard were their most common ground.
	Jenni was sort of a slut, but within her own circle. Neither she
nor John, or even Tom were interested in each other sexually. Jenni liked
boys with holes in various parts of their bodies. John liked more quiet
and pretty girls, and Tom, well...Tom liked the playmate of the year.
	Tom was a newbie in the world of Japanese animation. He watched
Dragon ball when it came on television and was surprised to learn that
Voltron was Japanese. He had no real interest in anything beyond hentai
anime. He probably would have fallen quite easily if the tapes he would
have had to buy weren't so expensive. He was content with American
television. Strange isn't it?

	The real trouble started when John was walking home from the bus
stop. He was passing over a large storm grate when something shiny caught
his eye. It was much to large to be a coin and his curiosity took over.
After a few moments of struggling with  the grate he managed to slide the
heavy metal bars away and jumped into the hole. Once inside he crawled
almost immediately into a spider's web and jerked back reflexively, he
fell directly into the huge crack behind him that he had not seen before.
 He found himself able to stand in the huge hole now and looked back into
the storm drain, he saw that the metal was a buried piece of steel,
probably a washer from a screw. He frowned and glanced around at his new
surroundings. It was a room sized hole just under the street.  He idly
wondered why the street had not yet collapsed in and dismissed it. He was
about ten feet down. maybe that was enough.
	The thing that caught his eye was the jeweled box that sat in a
pile of rocks near the back. It was ornate and had strange writing on it,
it appeared to be made of gold with various jewels embedded into the lid.
He lifted it up and thought it was plastic at first. "Oh, my god!" he
cried in shock as he felt the cold metal in his hands. It weighted quite
allot and was expensive even if it was fake. "I wonder what's inside?"
	He opened the box and a dark red light formed in the empty
bottom. "What the hell?" he muttered.
	The laughter echoed throughout the tiny room and John fell to his
knees and put his hands up to his ears to block out the annoying sound.
	"You have freed the demon Desire! What is your wish? Ask anything
and it shall be granted," said the great horned thing that stood before
him. John knew that it was evil instinctively and backed away. "Come boy,
make your wish before I grow impatient. Tell me your reward for my
freedom so that I might go out into the mortal realm," said the monstrous
being. John had only seen it's silhouette so far and the room was very
dark. From the few rays coming from the hole he had fallen into he could
see the skin was red and it's eyes glowed an uncomfortable shade of
yellow.
	"Wish? Why are you granting me a wish? What's the catch?"
stammered John. He knew he had to get it back into the box somehow. It
was huge and there was no way he could just force it.
	"Ah, you are wiser than you seem boy, demon's do not grant
request for free it's true. I will grant yours out of gratitude for my
freedom," said the beast with a cold laugh.
	"Or so it can get around that freed demons will grant wishes
perhaps?" said John as he kept an uncomfortable distance away, had the
room been larger he would have been opposite the monster immediately. The
room was so small, however, that it didn't matter.
	The demon smirked in the darkness and John could see it's fangs.
"That is a distinct possibility," it said cheerfully. If you could say a
demon could be cheerful.
	John's mind raced for a way to get out of the mess he had just
made. "I don't think he'd appreciate it if I tried to wish him back into
the box," he muttered to himself.
	"That is correct boy, I am granting you this out of my own free
will," said the monster.
	An idea formed, it was a longshot, but he couldn't let this thing
loose on the planet. Who knows what kind of damage a real flesh and blood
demon could call in the so called 'moral society' of the world outside.
His power would be unstoppable. "All right demon, I wish to be the most
powerful and skilled Saiyajin of all. More powerful than Vegeta, Goku,
Raditz, Nappa, Turlis, Gohan, Goten..." John ticked off the names on his
hands as he thought. There was no room for errors in this wish, the demon
would look for any weakness.
	"Hmmm, very well, your wish is granted," said the monster as it
waved it's hand. "I sense much evil force in this wish, more than even I
could create," thought the being as it frowned.
	John doubled over in pain and felt the power surge within him,
his tailbone seemed to burn in agony as it stretched. His clothes ripped
as his muscles became tighter and his frame built up. After a few moments
he stood shakily.
	The demon stood calmly. "That wish took more power than I am
capable of...It was granted by someone over my head," it thought as it
watched the boy. He did not really look any different, it seems all he
gained was a tail and a slightly larger body. The demon sensed that
certain things about the physics of this world had changed slightly to
accommodate the wish. Only one being was capable of such things. His
master, the lord of hell himself.

	"Well," said the boy as he looked up. The strange visor that
appeared on his face blinked and an arrow pointed towards the great
horned beast. John could see it clearly now and he smiled cruelly, it
would have terrified him only moments before. "Power level 322, you no
match for me," he said with a small laugh. 
	"What? You would dare?!!" roared the monster in anger. John just
smiled and vanished as the monster struck out at him. "What is this?!!" 
	"You fool, do you realize what you have done? I am far stronger
than you now. You can get back into the box...or die," snorted John as he
approached the beast. The visor beeped and a graph shaped like a funnel
appeared over the opening to the box. It indicated an energy vortex, John
circled until he was standing with the demon between him and the box. 
	"Foolish mortal I'll eat your soul!" cried the demon as it tried
to look intimidating.
	John only smiled. "Ka-me-ha-me..."
	The demon charged again and roared as it shoved the boy against
the wall. John simply shrugged the beast off by shoving his arms forward.
	"HAAAAA!!!" he cried and a blue white light formed in his hands
and shot forward. The monster was blasted back into the vortex and John
smiled as it was sucked into it. The last claw of the demon disappeared
into the red light and the lid snapped shut. John walked over and lifted
it under his arm. He climbed out of the hole and frowned as he felt
heavier. He turned and looked to see the tail was still there.
	"I'm still..." he stammered. He had expected the wish to go away
once he had rid himself of the demon. Apparently it hadn't, John smiled
moved the new appendage around experimentally. He finally coiled it
around his waist and looked at the box. "I'd better get rid of you,"
	He concentrated and felt his weight grow lighter. He looked down
and smiled as he realized that he was floating a foot or two off the
ground. He rose high into the sky and looked at the clouds around him. He
breathed deeply and realized that even though the air was thinner he
could still breathe easier than before. He glanced around and headed
east, soon he was over the beach and the ocean was far below him. He
frowned and headed north, he didn't quite trust the water to keep the
demon locked away. He traveled all the way up the coast and stopped when
he reached the Canadian boarder. He settled on the ground and smiled as
he glanced around. He had never been out side the U.S. before, he stepped
over the boarder and looked back. With that he floated back up to a
cruising height and started north again, this time he did not stop until
he reached Antarctica. 
	He settled on the great polar cap and looked at the box, he
momentarily considered blasting a hole into the ice, but an image of Neon
Genesis Evangelion popped into his mind and he reconsidered. He finally
just decided to drill. He punched downward and a great crevice formed
below him, he smiled and dove to the bottom and saw water, he debated for
a moment and then realized that he wasn't cold now. He took a deep breath
and dove below the icy waters. He realized it was a wise decision when a
military submarine passed by him. The demon box would have been wedged in
some hatch and discovered by the crew if he had just dropped it. He
watched for a moment and dove deep into the darkness. he felt the ground
at his feet and reached to grab a handful of soil just to be sure. He
could not see for there was absolutely no light anywhere to see with. he
shoved the box deep into the mud with his arm and rose back up to the
surface. He felt his lungs burn as he neared the great ice ceiling and
stretched his arms out for impact. The cold was starting to get to his
body and he could feel his limbs stiffen. "I've got to get out of here
before I freeze!" he thought desperately. The ice crumbled easily against
his fist as he shot from the sea and finally over the surface of the ice.

	In the air he felt the cold wind against him as it started to
bite at his skin. He looked and saw that he was starting to turn blue. He
wasn't really sure if it was the water or just the cold finally getting
to his unprotected body. He was still dressed in his clothes and they
were tattered and frozen almost solid around him. He flew in a burst of
speed towards the south. He concentrated and formed a chi ball around him
and felt his body warm again. He stopped and floated down to the ground
just outside of a large city just over the U.S. boarder.
	He decided to get some new clothes. He had his wallet and a
hundred bucks or so. He pulled it out and checked to make sure the trip
had not damaged it too much. The money was fine, but his wallet was
ruined. His clothes were ruined from the water and the high pressure of
the ocean floor. He had barely felt it. He was about to head for the
shopping district when he noticed something. It was a poster on the wall,
a flyer really. There was an anime exspo in town. It was at some coliseum
somewhere. He wasn't even sure what city he was in, it didn't really
matter though.
	He wandered into the large building from behind. It was and
auditorium and was pretty well guarded, but he was a Saiyan. He got in
easily with just a simple teleport. He didn't really feel like paying at
the door. He smiled as he realized he didn't have to pay to get into
another amusement park or movie as long as he lived. He did realize that
an amusement park would seem pretty boring now. There wouldn't really be
any thrill in the rides for him any longer. He had just taken a trip to
the bottom of the ocean in Antarctica, if that didn't scare him, nothing
in an amusement park would. He shrugged his shoulders and wandered around
the place. There were various tables and booths set up with people
selling comics and movies. There were also T-shirts and other Anime
related merchandise. John smiled as several large screens were showing
several movies. One of which was Dragon ball Z. There were people
standing with microphones and ad libbing the dialogue for the show. Most
of them had the episode memorized though and it was actually pretty good.
John frowned as he realized that he would have to pick up some of the
Dragon ball manga in Japanese to learn the extent of his powers. He knew
a good bit, but not everything about them.
	He smiled and approached one of the Dragon ball booths. He
glanced around and noticed a Saiyan costume sitting in one of the cases.
He felt a little bad about it, but he needed clothes. He smiled broadly
as he realized just how much fun this could get. The guilt suddenly just
washed away.
	"You there," he said as he plastered a serious look across his
face.	
	"Huh? What?" said the man sitting behind the table. He had been
speaking to a couple of girls about a possible sale and was a bit
annoyed.
	"How did you come across this uniform? What is all this?" growled
John as he waved his hand at the books and movies the guy had for sale.
	"I bought them, who the hell are you supposed to be anyway?" said
the man as he looked at John appraisingly. He noticed the tail wrapped
around the boy's waist and the visor on his face. He smiled when the
visor beeped and several characters appeared on the screen.
	"Feh, only a two," snorted the Saiyan as he glared at the man.
	"Hey cool!" cried the man as he rushed up and looked at the
visor. "Can I see it?" 
	"What? Who would dare?!" said John in mock anger. His tail
uncoiled itself from around his waist.
	"The tail too? Dude!" cried one of the growing number of people
around John. He was really enjoying himself.
	"I am the Saiyan warrior Kelry. Tell me where you got this
uniform," announced John, his face was still dead serious.
	"I bought it at a conference in San Diego," said the man.
	"Liar! It has the mark of Vegeta upon it!" roared John as he
smashed the table in two with his tail. He was pointing to a patch that
the uniform had on it's chest. "The Saiyan world was destroyed! How did
you get this?!" said Kelry as he floated up and hovered just over the now
terrified clerk. The crowd gasped and backed away in awe. "Tell me how
you know of our race!" continued John much too immersed in his little
roll to notice the terrified glares the crowd was giving him.
	"Oh my god! There aren't any wires!" cried one of the men
standing near John. It was then that the boy realized what would happen
if a real Saiyan appeared in the middle of people who knew what they did
to planets. The crowd quickly became a mob. John settled back onto the
ground and sighed as they stampeded for the doors. Luckily there were
only about forty or fifty people in the immediate area and they were
joined by only a few others who had thought there was a fire. John looked
around the now deserted area and smiled as a few confused and unaware
people appeared from around corners wondering what had happened. Soon the
incident was forgotten and John appeared outside with the uniform under
his arm.
	"I suppose robbery is better than global genocide," he muttered
to himself as he took off the patch and dressed in the Saiyan gear from
high above the city. He flew and buzzed a few sky rises and smiled at the
people inside dumbly while waving. Occasionally stopping to watch their
reactions. Eventually he realized that it was getting late, hell he had
been gone for almost two days. He headed towards home. 

	After several hours he finally made it. His parents had just
called the police. He was grounded for not giving an exsplination and of
course ignored them. After all he was Saiyan now. He couldn't allow such
weaklings to force him around. He hadn't planned on going anywhere this
week anyway. He'd just cruise around the area anyway. 
	
	At school the next day he frowned as he felt awkward now. He had
to be careful or he could break something or kill someone. He didn't want
to do that. He had kept his visor in his bag and simply waited as class
drug on. Jenni sat beside him with Tom and both were strangely silent.
	Jenni's reason was obvious, she had a large number of 'love
marks' on her body. She was dreaming about her boyfriend pole, and
possibly someone else, it was hard to tell sometimes. 
	Tom's attention was riveted on the blonde again, but he also kept
glancing at a new face in the class. She was a beautiful Asian girl with
long black hair that went down past her waist. She sat quietly and said
nothing to anyone around her. She simply studied her book intently.
	John looked at her calmly. She was a babe, but to be honest he
was to preoccupied to notice. His thoughts were on his newfound power.
What would he do with it? His eyes kept being drawn back to her for some
reason. Her name was Yasai. He smiled at her and she glanced up from her
book and quickly turned away. 
	After class the usual scuffle insued. John frowned this time
because the large boy's had apparently noticed him looking at the new
girl.
	"Say, I bet you want to fuck her don't you?" said the large boy.
John didn't know his name, he never cared enough.
	"Grow up," he replied and started to walk away. A hand stopped
him, but only after he almost pulled the boy over. "Yes?" 
	"Watch your mouth," said the boy angrily as he shoved at John's
shoulder only to push himself back.
	"What are you gonna do? Hit me?" asked John calmly. 
	The boy stood stiffly. "Yea!"
	Jenni just gaped at John, he had been beaten before and most
often just talked his way out. How could he have gotten so stupid.
	The girl watched shyly from the side, she had never seen a fight
in school before. Japanese people took such thing's very seriously.
	"I'm tired of pretending to be weak. I could beat you with a
single finger. You couldn't possibly be more than a four," said John with
a wicked smile.
	"What the hell is he talking about?" muttered Jenni in disbelief.
	"Hey, what's up with John?" asked Tom as he stood next to her.
	"I don't know, he just snapped I guess," said Jenni
	"I'm sure not saving his ass," muttered Tom. The one of those
rare occasions occurred. He had a thought. "Hey, I bet I know what's
wrong with him," said the boy with a smile.
	"What?" said Jenni expecting a stupid answer.
	Tom just pointed at the new girl and grinned. 
	"You know, you might be right," said Jenni looking impressed.
	The new girl looked on with a blank expression. "Four?" she
thought to herself.
	John stood up to the boy with a wild look in his eyes. He held
his hand at the ready. If the boy struck first he would beat him with his
finger, he just had to goad him enough. The boy looked at John and
laughed. "You couldn't touch me..." he stopped as John's fist stopped
dead at his nose. He hadn�t even seen him move. Neither did anyone else
apparently. 
	"Keep talking," said John.
	The boy grew angry and was about to swing when a teacher stepped
out into the hall. John just stood innocently and the other boy froze and
walked off. He turned and pointed at him as he left. John only smiled.
	"And I thought I could be stupid sometimes," muttered Tom as he
walked up to John from behind. Jenni just sighed and said nothing. 
	"I just got sick of his mouth that's all," said John. 
	"Yea, and now your gonna put him in his place right?" said Jenni
sarcastically.
	"You might be surprised," said John.
	"And I think you've been watching too much Ranma," snorted Jenni.
	"Dragon ball," corrected John.
	"Whatever, you are gonna get killed after school," said the girl.
	
	The boy was waiting after class, John took a back route that not
many other students took to his next class. He had a computer class in
another building across from the main one. Only a few students crossed
this area during breaks and no teachers supervised the area. 
	The boy stood with his friends and grabbed John by his shirt. He
tried to lift him up to his face but only succeeded in untucking the
shirt. John froze when he realized that his tail would be exposed. He
stuck a single finger out and tapped the boy on his forehead before he
could say anything. He dropped like a rock.
	"Are you quite finished?" he said as he stuffed his shirt back
down into his pants.
	The other boys only gawked in disbelief.
	The rest of John�s day was pretty normal.

	Later that same day John was sitting on a bench after a long day
of cruising. He was dressed in his casual clothes and taking in the
sunlight. He heard a scream in the park and frowned as he saw a group of
four tough looking boys harassing an elderly woman for her purse. One of
them hit her in the face and took of running followed by the others after
taking the purse.
	They got about ten feet away before 'Kelry' appeared before them
in full Saiyan armor. The boys stopped cold as he glared at them. Their
power levels were about sixteen added together. "What do you think your
doing?" he sneered at them.
	"Mind your own business!" said one of the unimpressed boys as he
pulled out a nine millimeter hand gun. 
	Kelry simply vanished and elbowed him in the back of the head
before his image had even faded away. The other boys froze in fear as
their leader fell to the ground unconscious. John had to remember to be
gentle with them or they would be killed. It was very easy for him to do.
	"Help her up and give her purse back, If you try to run you die,"
he said to them as he appeared in front of them as they turned to run.
They complied and backed away. "If I ever catch you doing this again I'll
kill you," he wasn't sure if he meant it or not. They seemed to think he
was. "I'll be watching for you,"
	A few moments later John sat alone in a secluded corner of the
park. He had just saved that woman from what? She wasn't in any danger of
being killed. "Should I become a Superman of sorts?" he wondered. It
would be quite easy for him, he had the power to do it. "Do I really want
to become a cultural icon? Do I need all this responsibility? Does great
responsibility really come with all this power?" he then realized the
answer.
	"No. I don't need to become that, I have no responsibility to
these people. The fate of the world does not depend on me now, nor will
it ever," he told himself. "If the world needs me, I'll be there. That's
all."

	He felt a strange vibration inside him and watched something fall
from the sky. "What?" he said and flew up into the sky towards it.

	He found a crater moments later. A small metal sphere sat in the
center and smoked. A door slowly opened, John gasped at what stepped out.
"Raditz."
	He then realized the demonic twist on his wish. "I wish to be the
most powerful and skilled Saiyaijin of all." -of all- meaning that there
had to be more. He fell to his knees and looked at his hands in shock.
"What have I done?!" he cried.
	"Kakarrot?" said the alien who stepped from the ship.
	"No, I am Kelry," answered John. He hoped this would end quickly.
	"Another Saiyan?" said Raditz in shock. "One more powerful
than..."
	"What are you doing on my planet?" said John bitterly.
	"I have come for my brother, his name is Kakarrot," said the
Saiyan.
	"There is no Kakarrot here. Only I have survived the destruction
of the Saiyan planet here," said John. "This is my world now, leave." 
	Raditz growled. "Have you forgotten the pride in your race?"
	"What race? There are only four of us, the Saiyan empire is dead.
I will live my remaining days on this planet. I have no desire to drag
other worlds to our fate as well," said John with a snort.
	"We need you back! We have a planet, for three Saiyans it could
be troublesome, but four!" said Raditz with a grin.
	"I have no desire to spend my remaining days in pointless battle.
Before our planet died I was fighting for the glory of the empire. Now
there is no empire. Leave me in peace," said John, he was hoping against
hope that this would be enough to turn the Saiyans away. He knew it would
not, deep down he knew many would die because of his foolish and poorly
thought out wish, and there were no dragon balls to bring them back with.
TBC.....


	Yes this will be a short fic. Only two or three parts to this
one. I just needed a break from Ranma for a bit. Next time he discovers
another flaw in his wish. He is only more powerful than any -one- Saiyan.
Vegeta and Nappa are on their way, plus he has to deal with Raditz. How
can John hope to overcome all of them? He doesn't have any allies in this
fight like Goku did. Plus he tries to keep his identity a secret. His
friends start to catch on and the new girl gets a part as well. Will she
be the one who exposes him to the world?
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