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Summary: What if Baby Kakarot wasn't sent to earth but to a galaxy far far away? Taken in by Jedi Master Obi-wan Kenobi and trained in both Jedi skills and Martial Arts skills, befriended by Luke Skywalker and Biggs Darklighter.

When Saiyans and Jedi Collide

Prologue: A boy named Kakarot

Twin suns set, leaving the world in darkness. The heat of the day still permeates the sand. A lone cloaked figure turns from his position from watching the sunsets.

It's been three years since that awful day, the day I lost two of the most important people in my life.

The man sighed and returned to his hut on the outskirts of the waste. Settling himself into his small cot began to drift off to sleep.

He was suddenly awoken by a loud crash of something hitting the earth. Scrambling to his feet he pulled his robe on and headed towards to sound. Hoping not to find a wrecked speeder or crashed ship he fell over a crater and slammed into something solid.

Blinking sand and grit out of his eyes he became aware of what he was leaning against. It appeared to be some kind of escape pod. Getting to his feet he walked around to the other side looking for some opening.

As he rounded the pod he noticed a glass cover, slightly clouded over. Reaching out to wipe the sand from the surface the pod began to hiss and air jetted out. The glass portion popped out and suddenly his ears were assaulted by the loudest racket in the universe.

He peered over the edge of the 'doorway' and spotted the source of the noise.

A baby. Bawling its eyes out.

His eyes open wide in alarm. Where did it come from? How did it get here?

Gently he reached inside to pull the child out, cradling the infant in his arms. He felt something small and furry wrap around his arm and he looked down to see a tail.

Odd. So the child wasn't human, and didn't look like any other species he's ever seen before.

Gently he probed the child's mind and memories hoping to find some information.

Images assaulted him. Faces and places he'd never seen, many more of the beings with tails, along with others, names fill his mind. Saiyan. Kakarot.

"Well little one, I guess your name is Kakarot. What am I going to do with you."

Jedi Master Obi-wan Kenobi tucked the boy under his arms, levitated the small pod and headed back to his home.

Life has just gotten interesting.


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