Dragon Ball Super Fanfiction: Potential of Man - 2. Chapter 2
Scratching the Surface
Krillin starred back into the angel’s face in utter stupefaction. What Whis offered sounded like a complete impossibility. The short man didn’t quite believe him just yet.
“C- can I really have that kind of power?” Krillin asked, choking the tears back as hard as he could.
The angel leaned in and whispered in his ear, “Believe it or not, one of the gods of destruction, from times, long past, was a human.”
Krillin’s jaw dropped farther than one could think possible. He just gawked, stunned at this revelation. But Whis had a little more to say.
“And to top it off, this human was actually a little stronger than Beerus himself.”
“You’re lying!” Krillin pushed himself from Whis in disbelief. “There’s no way a human could be that strong!…right?”
The angel simply smiled and held out his hand. “Come and see.”
The strongest human looked at the hand then back at Whis. Could it be possible? Can a human truly rival the gods like the saiyan, Goku? Krillin pondered on this for a few minutes, shook and straightened himself, and took the angel’s hand.
Back on Earth, Bulma’s party was beginning to wind down. Tien, Chiaotzu, Gohan and his family left for their respective homes. Beerus and the saiyans have eaten their fill, and the god of destruction was itching to leave as well, and he was getting a little impatient.
“Whis. Whis! Where are you?! I’m ready to go home already!” Beerus loudly complained.
“My apologies, Lord Beerus,” the angel said whilst floating to the ground. “I had a quick errand to run.”
“Huh. Well, take me home,” Beerus humphed. “I’m ready for a nap.”
“Absolutely, however, I must speak with Bulma for a moment,” Whis replied, walking towards the blue-haired woman who was just getting up from her lounge chair.
Bulma saw the angel and said, “Oh. Hello Whis. Did you want some more ramen before heading back?”
“That would be splendid,” the angel responded. “But actually, I have a favor to ask,” he said in a more hushed tone, waving her to come closer.
“Oh? What is it?” Bulma inquired.
“Would if be too much trouble to ask you to cover for Krillin’s absence?”
Bulma lightly jerked her head back from surprise at the odd request. “What? Why? What’s he doing?”
The angel grinned and said, “He’ll be taking a leave of absence for six months up to a year. Please be so kind as to inform his wife and daughter that. Oh, and his employer as well. He told me that he still wanted to have a job when he got back.”
The blue haired woman stared at Whis for a moment then asked, “Are you going to train him or something?”
The angel innocently grinned and said, “Please tell Goku and Vegeta that I’m letting them train on their own for now. I can’t train them all the time.”
“WHIS!” Beerus impatiently yelled.
“Coming, Lord Beerus.” The angel quickly returned to the god of destruction’s side. “I suppose I’ll have to grab that ramen another time, Bulma,” he said with a wink.
Beerus placed his hand on his aid’s shoulder and they took off in a glittering line of white.
For a few minutes, the two were in silence. Beerus was yawning and scratching himself whilst his loyal attendant flew on. Then Beerus remembered an oddity that needed to be accounted for.
“Yes, Lord Beerus,” the angel replied.
“Where were you all that time?” he asked. “You disappeared for more than an hour. You don’t usually run off when I’m around.”
“Well, I decided to have a chat with Krillin,” Whis replied.
“Krillin.” The god of destruction rubbed his chin in thought; pondering who this “Krillin” was. “Who is he again? A friend of Goku’s?”
“Correct you are,” the angel chimed.
“Huh. Isn’t he the human with the third eye on his forehead?”
“No sir, that is Tien.”
“Is he the human with the “X” shaped scar on his left cheek?”
“No, that would be Yamcha.”
“Oh well, which one is he then?”
The two finally arrived at their destination. Beerus’ home planet. However, on their arrival, there was an unexpected guest waiting for them. It was a short, bald human, dressed in white training gi with a red sash tied around his waist. He stood there with his hands behind his back and feet shoulder-width apart.
When Beerus saw the little human, he was both surprised and livid.
“That, my lord, is Krillin,” Whis answered.
“YOU BROUGHT ANOTHER ONE BACK WITH YOU?!” Beerus yelled. “WEREN’T GOKU AND VEGETA ENOUGH?!”
“You don’t need to yell so close to my ear,” Whis calmly replied, cleaning his ear from the pain. “And besides, I offered to train him.”
Beerus glared at Whis, then to Krillin, then back again before taking off for his room to sulk and sleep. Krillin, on the other hand, was quite shaken by the purple cat’s tantrum and was fearful that he was going to be destroyed. He just got there, and he was already having heart attacks. The angel walked over to him and placed a hand on his shoulder
“Don’t worry about him,” he encouraged. “He’ll get used to your presence soon enough.”
I Krillin nervously looked at the angel, then towards Beerus’ temple, then back again. “I sure hope so. I just got here and I don’t want to die just yet. I did that three times already and it ain’t a lot of fun.”
The angel laughed briefly and replied, “I suppose that’s not the best means of recreation. Oh well.” Whis spun his staff in his hand a few times and then pointed it at his new student. “Shall we begin your training?”
Krillin was taken aback by his instructor’s eagerness. “So soon? I just got here and it’s about midnight back on Earth.”
“Ahh, but there is no night here,” the angel pointed out. “Only glorious never-ending day from our beautiful suns. But enough said, let us begin.”
Krillin starred for a moment, took a breath, then assumed his fighting stance. “Alright, Whis. I’m ready to learn.”
Immediately, the angel charged the human with blistering speed, starting his attack with a set of thrusts from his staff. Krillin dodged the onslaught to the best of his abilities, getting nicked in the shoulder, then proceeded to back-handspring away.
But Whis didn’t let him get far. Once his pupil had landed, he appeared right behind him and kicked him into a nearby mountain. Krillin immediately emerged from his newly formed cave and tried to gain some altitude, but his new instructor was relentless, appearing next to him throwing punches and kicks wherever he went.
Krillin dodged and blocked these with the greatest of difficulty, and immediately continued his eternal retreat.
“Running away will get you nowhere fast,” Whis commented after appearing and punching Krillin in the gut. “You need to fight back if you want to improve, no matter how insurmountable the threat if you truly wish to protect your planet.”
Krillin was still keeled over from that last punch, trying hard to regain himself. He heard the angel’s words and took them to heart. “I’m acting like a weakling again. Just like when Frieza came to Earth the second time. Just like when the androids came. Just like when I ran into Cell at that airport.”
A few tears bled from his eyes as he finally managed to stand up. And with that, he let out a yell and summoned all his energy. A transparent aura formed around his body and veins appeared on his arms and forehead.
Once Krillin finished powering up, he set his eyes on Whis. The two disappeared and all that could be seen were tiny explosions all over the place. In the air, on the ground, and even underwater a few times.
But the human’s point a view was vastly different. The world around him was a vast blur. All he could see was Whis and his attacks. He paired, blocked, dodged, and returned a volley of punches and kicks mixed with some ki attacks.
Time appeared to have all but stopped for Krillin. After each attack Whis threw and every attack Krillin returned, the world around him appeared to get whiter and whiter. Sweat was running from his pours like water and his body felt like it was getting heavier and heavier and numbness was spreading like a virus. Starting first with his fingers and hands, then making its way through his shoulders, neck, and torso, eventually reaching down to his toes.
Eventually, he couldn’t even feel the muscles on his own face. But somehow, he kept fighting and fighting and fighting.
The world, by now appeared almost entirely white, the only color coming from Whis and himself. Although Krillin was running on fumes and then some, he felt like he could keep fighting forever. Until he felt a sudden and unbearable pain in his stomach. Oddly enough, this pain wasn’t from Whis, but something else. Something he entirely forgot about.
He was starving. But strangely he wasn’t thirsty.
Krillin doubled over and tried to hold his stomach, but he couldn’t move his arms. The world also re-appeared with all its lively colors, but he was too distracted to notice. His entire body went limp and he dropped from the sky like a rock. Fortunately, Whis caught him in his arms and slowly took him to the ground.
“I am very impressed, Krillin,” the angel complemented with his usual kindly smile. “I didn’t expect you to last that long.”
Krillin smiled when he heard these words of encouragement. Although he was in intense pain, he noticed something was different about his surroundings. Aside from the obvious wake of his and Whis’ carnage, he saw that the lights were a little different.
“How long were we fighting?” he managed to weakly ask.
“About seven days.”
Krillin’s eyes widened in disbelief. “You mean to tell me that I managed to fight you for an entire week?!”
“That is correct, Krillin,” Whis replied.
Krillin smiled and began to drift away. An entire week. He managed to fight with Whis, Beerus’ master, for a whole week non-stop. He took great pride in this feat, and he deserved it and was happy to receive his much-needed reprieve.
Once Whis touched the ground, his student was already sound asleep from exhaustion. He smiled and carried him to a new room he made just for Krillin. He gently placed him on the mattress and departed, leaving his new student to rest from a job well done.