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Dragon Ball GT Dragon Ball GT: Maximum

fanfiction; rewrite New

Godly Giraffe - King of the Uverworld

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GT is bad. That much is a given. Not nearly as much as the Moro arc of Super, but still a work of extremely poor quality that's cemented itself as a contentious topic. To try and rectify this, I decided several weeks ago to watch the first arc that I skipped to rewrite GT to a more palatable standard of writing quality. This is my GT revision fanfiction. So far I've written 8 chapters, which I will post in succession (please do not construe this as multi-posting). Constructive criticism and comments are welcome.

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Chapter 1: Pilot

Long, long ago, the Saiyan planet of Vegeta was destroyed by the paranoid emperor Freeza, who sought to decimate its population to weed out any possibility of the legendary Super Saiyan being born. Sent off by his father Bardock, Kakarrot, the later-renamed Goku, crash-landed on Planet Earth to erase its human population… only to have his Saiyan programming erased when his caretaker, his later-to-be-adoptive grandfather Gohan accidentally dropped him from a high cliff… into the greatest adventure of all time! Years after his grandfather’s death, young Goku is joined by unlikely allies in Capsule Corporation’s heiress Bulma, the ex-bandit Yamcha, and shapeshifting animals Pu’ar and Oolong in a quest to gather the seven magic Dragon Balls. Having thwarted the evil Emperor Pilaf and his gang, Goku studies under the watchful eye of the legendary Muten Roshi and fellow student Kuririn, and with his training manages to thwart the evil organization Red Ribbon Army in a struggle to gather the seven Dragon Balls once again! Three years later, after narrowly losing in the Tenkaichi Budokai to a student of the rival school Tsuru-sennin-ryu, Tenshinhan, Goku comes face to face with the evil Piccolo Daimao (Great Demon King), and was once again there to save the day! Three years later, Daimao’s reincarnation Piccolo Jr. was revealed to have been left behind to avenge the original’s death, and after a titanic battle, Goku wins not only against the new Demon King, but becomes finally the champion of the Tenkaichi Budokai!



Accompanied by his child son Gohan, Goku’s adventures continue five years later against his battle-hungry fellow Saiyans Raditz, Nappa and Vegeta, and after yet another titanic battle, Goku, Gohan and Kuririn are again victorious, at the cost of most of their friends’ lives. In yet another struggle for the Dragon Balls that ensued on the Planet Namek, the homeworld of Piccolo and his divine counterpart Kami, Goku finally becomes the Super Saiyan and defeats the intergalactic warlord Freeza! Having succeeded in reviving his comrades, Goku returns to Earth a year and a half later. However, Freeza survived the previous battle on Namek, and now seeks to destroy the Earth’s population to have revenge… only to have his revenge cut short when Vegeta’s son from the future, Trunks arrives and slices him to bits! Trunks warns that Goku and his friends are now to be challenged by the cybernetic Red Ribbon Artificial Humans created by the rogue scientist Gero, and when it seemed matters couldn’t get worse, the bio-organic artificial human Cell had come from the future to absorb the rest of Gero’s creations. Enraged by the peaceful Artificial Human’s death, Goku’s son Gohan succeeds in destroying Cell and once again claims peace… at the cost of Goku’s life. Goku opts not to return to life, yet finds himself needing to return to the living world yet again when the millions-of-years-old Majin Boo is resurrected with the efforts of the wizard Babidi. Gathering the power of all of the Earth’s residents, Goku fires off a Genki-Dama of unprecedented proportions to destroy Majin Boo in his primordial, original form.



Ten years later, the evil Majin Boo is found to have been reborn as the human child Oob. Competing in the 28th Tenkaichi Budokai to test the reincarnation’s power, Goku decides to become the child’s teacher to pass on everything he knows to the reincarnated Boo. Five years later, as Goku travels to the Room of Spirit and Time to test the results of Oob's training, our story unfolds...







"I have a bad feeling about this..." said Dende, Kami's replacement as the Earth's God, "And it isn't just about having to repair the Room of Spirit and Time again in case those two destroy it."



"Oh come now, Kami-sama," said Mr. Popo, the thousand-year old assistant, "Goku and the child know what they are doing. It really isn't like this is their first spar."



"It isn't about that... I have a premonition. Almost as if this next year... will be our darkest year yet," continued Dende, "I'm told that my predecessor, the previous Kami also saw a similar premonition in the Saiyans' invasion... a premonition of his and Piccolo-san's deaths."



"Surely you can't mean..." replied Popo.



Suddenly, the sky went dark, signaling that the Dragon Shenlong had been summoned.



"What's this?!" exclaimed the shocked Dende, "Is someone using the Dragon Balls?"



Meanwhile, the scene cuts back to Goku and Oob's battle in the Room of Spirit and Time.





Goku had already activated his Super Saiyan form, the legendary transformation that dyes a Saiyan's hair in a gold glow and envelops his body in a fiery aura.



"I'm quite shocked at the speed in which you learn, Oob!" exclaimed Goku, "It's not like I've been standing around doing nothing these past five years myself, and now I can't even hope to keep up with you without becoming a Super Saiyan!"



"If there's anything you taught me, Goku-san, it's to never be satisfied with reaching your current limits," said Oob as he wiped some sweat off his forehead, "Plus, I know you're still hiding more transformations. I won't be satisfied until I've brought them all out!"



"Well, Oob, if you really insist..." replied Goku as he then took a deep breath, "Haaaa!!!"



The fiery aura blazing around Goku spiked up fiercely and streaks of lightning enveloped it. Goku's hair stood more on end as strands covering his forehead also spiked upwards. Goku had transformed to a level surpassing the Super Saiyan, Super Saiyan 2.



"I'd really love to keep training with you for even longer, but I've already used up a year in my previous stays in this room," said Goku, "So the Graduation Battle will have to come to a rousing finale right here and now."



"That's just what I wanted!" replied Oob in earnest as he also fired up an intense aura, "Come at me with everything you've got, Goku-san!"



"First, we'll see if you're ready to take on this form yet," said Goku as he suddenly disappeared from where he stood, and kicked Oob to the other side of the Room of Spirit and Time.



Goku then placed his right index and middle fingers on his forehead and teleported straight to where Oob was flying using the Shunkan Idou technique. Oob was already familiar with this attack, however, and countered it by also activating the same move and appearing behind Goku.



Goku, however, grabbed Oob's wrist and shot a ki blast straight into his abdomen, blasting him hundreds of feet away.



"That's not good enough, Oob!" yelled Goku, "Remember, this transformation drastically increases my speed, reflexes and power! Make no mistake, my attacking capabilities are on another level right now!"



"Grr..." grunted the dissatisfied brown warrior, "If that's the case, HAAA!!" Oob placed both his palms onto his forehead and activated the blinding Taiyo-ken attack.



Goku, however, had seen this coming and closed his eyes, and then swiftly kicked Oob in the chin when he appeared behind him.



"Again, not good enough!" yelled Goku as he grabbed the stunned Oob's wrists and then flung him straight onto the floor, "The key is rage, Oob! You're a huge spring of potential power just waiting to emerge on the surface! Rage will bring out power you still haven't mastered, just as it did for Gohan!"



"Come at me with all you've got! Feel the fury, Oob! That way you can't lose to anybody in the world!" yelled Goku as he began to enter the Kamehameha stance, "ANYBODY! YOU HEAR ME?!"



Oob began grinding his teeth and then gathered all of his power into his palms before forming a large sphere of Ki as he crossed his palms over the other before he yelled, "I'll give you what you want, Goku-san!!"



"Not good enough yet! Rage is the key, you're still controlled by your thought and reason!" yelled Goku, "Become enraged! Feel the fury just boiling up inside you, just like you did five years ago when you battled me at the Budokai!! Do it now!"



Goku fired off a small warning shot that took Oob off his feet. He then continued to fire off a volley of small Kamehamehas at his irritated opponent.



"Get enraged! Bring out all of your power!!!!!" yelled Goku as he then began to concentrate his power to the fullest around his palms.



"Ugh...." grunted Oob as his eyes finally whited out and his body was enveloped by a large, blazing white aura, which then became surrounded by pink lightning. He then shouted, "YOU ASKED FOR IT! HAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!"



Oob's power instantaneously blacked out the entire Room of Spirit and Time in a blinding flash, and he then fired off a massive mouth blast of pure, unbridled pink energy. Goku has no doubt awakened the beast sleeping within.



"Now that's the stuff!" yelled Goku as he, too, unleashed a massive wave of blinding energy in the form of a full-power Kamehameha. The two blasts were stalemated, but Oob's blast slowly started to give way as his rage started to subside, prompting Goku to yell, "No! That's not the way at all, Oob! You've unleashed the power, now you've got to rein it in! The power isn't what controls you, Oob! You have to control the power! It can't go away as quickly as it came, you have to master it! The power is yours to control! Feel the rage, and don't let it escape you! You are the master of your own strength! Keep it coming!!!"



"G....gaaarrggggghhh....." said Oob as he grabbed his head in pain, "I... I....... I....."



"I am the master of my own strength! HAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!" Oob finally reined control over his fullest, deepest wells of inner strength and unleashed it in a massive burst. The sudden spike of energy caused Goku's blast to be repelled back, forcing him to teleport out of the way to avoid colliding with the tremendous attack. Oob read through the trajectory of Goku's teleportation and attacked him with his knee, only for Goku to block it with his arm. The humongous Ki energy that was released from such a clash, however, tore up Goku's shirt and the armband on his right arm.



"Yowch!!" yelled Goku in pain, "I think you cracked a couple of bones in my arm!"



"Heh... heheh..." said Oob softly in satisfaction as he staggered a bit before collapsing onto the floor, asking his master, "So does this mean I pass?"



"Yup! I honestly expected you to have tapped out after that mouth blast just now, but you still managed to counterattack one more time!" replied the satisfied Goku, "You may not have beaten me, but you've shown me beyond a doubt that you've gained control over your inner power! And that's more important than a simple matter of winning or losing!"



"So after twelve months of training here in the Room of Spirit and Time... the graduation exam is over!" said Goku as he sprawled his arms upward, undid his transformation and sat on the floor, "Let's head outside and grab a bite to eat! You've really worked me up an appetite!"



Just as quickly as Goku said this, the clock and hourglasses adjacent to the entrance of the Room of Spirit and Time collapsed onto the floor, releasing a torrent of green sand and broken glass.



"Oops... I guess Dende will have to fix that for us too." said Goku as he pulled Oob up by his hand and rested his arm onto his shoulder.





Outside, the planet-wide dark night disappeared as fast as it came.



"Just what was that?!" said the confused Dende, "could it have something to do with my premonition?!"



"I-I don't know, sir," replied Popo. "But it doesn't seem as though the Dragon Balls were activated here in the Heavenly Realm. Maybe Bulma made a wish upon the Dragon Balls? I-I'm sure it's nothing really."



"Let's hope so..." said Dende nervously.



Just then, the battered Goku and Oob emerged from inside the Room of Spirit and Time.



"Hey Dende!" said Goku as he sat on the floor, exhausted, "when we came out of the exit just now, it was the weirdest sensation I've ever felt! As if time stood still one moment, and that moment felt like an eternity... and eternity felt like it was a couple of minutes... and the few steps I had to take to come outside felt like climbing a mountain! What gives?"



"Oh no... this was what I was afraid of," replied Dende, "That Room of Spirit and Time was still undergoing maintenance, Goku. I had to let you use it because I figured it'd be better than having you two destroy this entire hallowed palace..."



"Uh-oh, that doesn't sound good..." said Goku, "So I guess we've gotten ourselves into another predicament?"



"Hopefully not," said Dende as he sighed and continued, "You see, when the former Kami and Piccolo became one to confront Cell, they activated the first set of Dragon Balls that they had created together when the God Kami and the original Demon King Piccolo Daimao were one being: The Ultimate Dragon Balls."



"Ultimate Dragon Balls?" said Goku wide-eyed, "That sounds like a pretty fancy name for a set of Dragon Balls. From the way you sound when you mention them, they... don't really sound like good news."



"Far from it," said Dende as he continued his explanation, "The Ultimate Dragon Balls are said to possess power beyond any set of Dragon Balls that you or I have ever summoned before. Uncharted levels of power. But there's... a catch. Not only are they capable of increasing in capability as the creator gains new levels of power, they... come at a great cost."



"A great cost? Like what?" asked Goku.



"It's said that a year after they are activated, the Ultimate Dragon Balls' power of darkness will irreparably ravage the planet they're activated on..." said Dende with looming dread. "And with Piccolo-san being a combination of not just himself and Kami, but a third Namekian, I don't know what would happen if they were to fall into the wrong hands. It's quite possible that they could grant any single wish, without limitations."



Unfortunately, the conversation was overheard by three miscreants that had since times now forgotten into a distant memory been a thorn on Goku's side...



"Did you hear that, m'lord?" said one female voice, "Any wish, they say! Any single wish!"



"Woof! I mean, my great Lord Pilaf, this could be our chance to finally achieve your great ambition!" said a second voice.



"Y-Y-Y-Y-Y-YES! This... this could finally be our reprieve!" said the third voice, as he began to cry tears of joy onto the radio the three had connected to bugs they'd installed onto the floor of Dende's palace days before this moment, "After decades of searching for the great seven magical Dragon Balls, our time is finally at hand!"



The shadows obscuring the three miscreants' faces were lifted by a freak lightning storm that had begun to envelop the area, revealing them to be the Pilaf Gang, reunited after more than four decades since their last bid to gather the Dragon Balls in the time of Piccolo Daimao. The three then furtively hurried to the location of the entrance to the RoSaT, holding a radar in their hands showing the Ultimate Dragon Balls gathered in one location...!



We return to Goku's conversation with Dende.



"But what does that have to do with that weird space-time sensation I felt when I got out of the Room of Spirit and Time?" asked the curious Goku as he scratched his head, "Are the Ultimate Dragon Balls sealed in the entrance or something?"



"It's a long story, Goku. I'll start where you're last familiar with the Room of Spirit and Time's entrance being sealed," said Dende, "Do you remember the time that the evil Majin Boo and Gotenks were locked inside the Room?"



"Yeah, Piccolo told me all about it at Bulma's party 10 years ago," said Goku, "something about how Gotenks lied to him and said he couldn't handle Boo anymore, so Piccolo sealed off the exit."



"Yes. Unfortunately, when he did so, the Ultimate Dragon Balls were lost in the space-time distortion caused by the interdimensional exit disappearing," said Dende as he explained, "and both Boo and Gotenks one after the other opened new portals using their sheer power, which exacerbated the distortion."



"Exacer-what?" said Goku, dumbfounded.



"Worsened," continued Dende, "And now that the entrance to the Room of Spirit and Time, which I fixed haphazardly to allow you and Oob a chance to go all out without endangering this palace or the planet, has again been distorted... it's quite possible that the Ultimate Dragon Balls, which were once out of anyone's reach after being swallowed up by the distortion, could be found by anybody who gained access to that entrance. A distortion that goes beyond space and time...."



"So in a sense, it's my fault, isn't it?" said Oob as he got up, "If the evil Majin Boo was part of the reason that portal became so disrupted."



"N-no, it's only what you did in a past life. You're hardly responsible..." explained Dende nervously.



"No. It's my problem to solve, and I'll take care of it," said Oob, "it's not just that I did it in a past life, but damaging the entrance a while ago was something I was half-guilty of, along with Goku-san."



Suddenly, the bugs installed on Kami's Palace let out a loud, disruptive broadcast, in a deafeningly loud manner:



"Then you won't mind if we put your lights out!!" the bugs relayed Pilaf's message loudly.



Suddenly, smoke bombs were thrown all over the surface of Kami's Palace releasing a pink cloud of smoke, and before Goku, Oob, Dende and Popo could react, the four were put to sleep by the gas.



"G-grr.... what... what is this..." said Oob, disgruntled as he four collapsed weakly.



"Now, Mai!" yelled Pilaf, "Put all four of them in a pod and shrink it into capsule form!"



"Yes, sir!" said Mai as she grabbed the four of them and tied them in steel wires before placing them in a pod, shrinking it and then throwing the capsule off the Heavenly Realm.



"For decades we slaved away building a ship strong enough to break through the barrier blocking this stupid dump," said Pilaf with candor, "and now the four obstacles we had left standing in our way to having universal domination have been eliminated!!"



"Ha! HAHAHA! HAHAHAHAAHA!!!" danced Pilaf and Shu, overcome with joy.



"With all respect, sir," said Mai, "We've yet to actually get our hands on the so-called Ultimate Dragon Balls! This celebration is still too early!"



"Oh shut up Mai," said Pilaf, "They're all asleep inside a capsule that's god-knows-where by now! Just what could stop us?"



"Sir, this is exactly what we thought when we beseeched Piccolo's help, and we know how that turned out..." said Shu.



Pilaf bonked the aged dog on his head before begrudgingly acknowledging that he was in the right, "Fine! Let's get a move on!"



After about half an hour of wandering in the palace like the bumbling fools they were, the three managed to reach the entrance, which they promptly opened.



"Make sure to keep your robot suits on, the two of you!" said Pilaf, "From what we learned while eavesdropping, there is a large space-time rift here, and if we get stuck, this'll be all for naught!"



"Aye-aye, sir!" said the two goons as they then each activated the radar functions on their robot suits and before long, managed to gather the seven Ultimate Dragon Balls.



"Now, let's get out of here!" yelled Pilaf, "this world is ours for the taking!"



The three robot suits then merged to a single, large Pilaf-bot and activated a jet function, breaking the door that led to the outside world and escaping the space-time dimensional rift. Finally, with the seven Ultimate Dragon Balls in tow, the three goons, barely able to contain their excitement, dusted the long-lost Ultimate Dragon Balls to reveal the black stars emblazoned on each ball of the seven-ball set.



"They're quite different from the original set, aren't they sire?" said Mai.



"Just holding them gives me the creeps, sir." said Shu, "Are you sure this is a good idea?"



"Oh, shut up, the both of you! We've come this far, we can't afford to turn back now!" yelled Pilaf angrily, "Now it's time to do this! Come forth, Ultimate Shenlong! And grant my wish!!!"



The entire palace was enveloped in a vast darkness before a huge spark of light emerged from the seven balls, and the red-colored Ultimate Shenlong, with a body the size of a large island many times the size of the palace emerged, enveloping the planet in the darkest of nights.



"You... Who have... Summoned me.... State.... Your... Wish..." said the unfathomably powerful dragon, "Any one wish... I... shall... grant."



Pilaf gulped as he collapsed onto his knees in awe of the sight of the dragon, but before he could gather himself, two blindingly fast figures rose from the ground to instantly knock out Mai and Shu. The two were Goku and Oob.



"W-w-w-w-w-w-WHAT?!?!!!" shrieked the flabbergasted Pilaf, "Just what is happening? I had you two put to sleep inside a capsule! You should be off floating in some ditch somewhere in the middle of the ocean!"



"Unfortunately for you, Pilaf," said Oob, "I've trained for more than five years under Goku-san. Your sleeping gas might keep an average person asleep for several hours, but on him and myself, it didn't even last an hour! Admittedly my injuries kept me asleep a few minutes longer, but once we were up, breaking through the capsule and rescuing Dende-san and Mr. Popo was an easy task!"



"I gotta say Pilaf," said Goku, "I never thought you'd still be up to your old tricks. In a way this even feels like an old reunion. How long's it been since the last we've met, thirty? Thirty-five years?"



"T-thirty-five?!" yelled Pilaf angrily, "Try thirty-eight! And thanks to you, my plans were foiled again and again! Just how long do you plan on being a thorn on my side?!!!"



"Honestly I don't plan on anything. I just need to put you to sleep and tell this dragon to shoo, and after that-"



"Shoo?!!!! "SHOOOOOO!?!!!!" yelled Pilaf with utter rancor, "AFTER ALL MY HARD WORK TO GET THIS FAR?!!!! I HATE YOU!! I HATE YOU SO MUCH I WISH YOU'D JUST DIE AND NEVER COME BACK, NO MATTER WHAT THE HELL HAPPENS!!!! A DEATH SO PERMANENT THE HEAVENS COULD COLLAPSE ON EARTH AND YOU'D STILL BE-"



"Your...wish... is... granted," said the Ultimate Dragon, "Farewell."



The dragon's eyes let out a bright glow and then were surrounded by sparks of lightning, which then gathered around Goku's body and caused him to convulse and vomit repeatedly as his heart stopped, before he collapsed onto the floor and closed his eyes, before a halo appeared on his head and his body vanished into thin air, nowhere to be seen.



The Ultimate Dragon Balls then rose far-off into outer space and scattered around the universe...



To be continued...
 
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Godly Giraffe - King of the Uverworld

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Chapter 2:
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Chapter 2: In Which We Meet Mr. Kaiba



A few hours after the events on Kami's Palace, yet another dilemma was unfolding for the Dragon Team: In this case, the young president of Capsule Corporation, Trunks.



"Mi-Mister President, sir!" said Trunks' Capsule Corp. employee frantically, "We've a major problem on our hands!"



"I heard you coming loud and clear from the next door over," said the disinterested half-Saiyan president, "Just what could be so important that you have to bother me on the rare day that I'm actually working?"



"Someone is rapidly buying the stocks of Capsule Corporation! At this rate whoever it is, he'll have more than your family's share of 24%!" continued the Capsule Corp. employee, "Almost all of the other shareholders have sold their shares!"



"You can't be serious!" said Trunks as he freaked out at the news, "W-who in the hell?! I made sure with me having 24% of the stocks, and the remaining 76% being more or less evenly distributed between the other five stock holders, we'd have complete control! And that 24% is already tantamount to my mother and grandfather's life savings!"



The Capsule Corp. employee then added, "T-There's no real explanation for what is happening, but whoever bought the stocks passed 21% an hour ago, sir! A bit more, and you'll be expelled from your position as CEO!"



"Grrrarrrrrgh!!" Trunks banged his fists so hard on his desk that the bulletproof windows of the room shattered, and little more than tiny pieces of wood remained of his desk, "We've got to get to the bottom of this! Before it's too late!!"





Far away in East City, the city once destroyed by Nappa during Vegeta's invasion of Earth decades ago, the culprit behind this takeover watched Trunks' frantic reactions with glee.



"Fufufufufu..." said the shadowed figure as he petted his pet cat while sipping wine, "it really speaks to how rusty this 'Trunks' kid must be to be unable to even realize I've planted bugs and cameras in his office. I'm willing to bet that Saiyan 'Vegeta,' who I'd learned long ago was the one behind the destruction of this now-prosperous city is supremely disappointed with him."



The shadowed figure then rose from his chair and began to float in mid-air, before shouting, "Stocks!"



The large screen then turned to display that Trunks' share of Capsule Corp.'s stocks were now equal to his own. The figure then smirked, and with the strength of his incredible grip twisted his cat's head 180 degrees before tearing it right off. He then tossed it straight to the ground and muttered, "Soon... soon, after two years, revenge will finally be mine!"



The scene now once again shifts to Kami's Palace, where Pilaf and his two henchmen were tied to a pillar using their own steel cables. Oob, Mr. Popo and Dende were at a loss as to what they were going to do.



"T-This can't be happening..." said the disgruntled Dende as he grasped his head in frustration, "It's bad enough that Goku is gone, but for the Ultimate Dragon Balls to have been used to do the deed...."



"I still don't get why we couldn't have just offed those scoundrels," said Oob, "Goku's hope for me first and foremost was for me to become the defender of Earth. And that means doling out appropriate punishments for scoundrels like these."



"Even in these troubled times, you must remember to keep your mind as tranquil as the lake of Mt. Paozu," said Popo, "and strike as fast as lightning only when the time comes to defend yourself. These three aren't worth getting your hands dirty."



"Kami! Earth's Kami!" interrupted a loud, anxious voice, "Goku has filled me in on the details! I've spent the last few hours researching the Ultimate Dragon Balls!"



"Who's this?" wondered Oob, "And he says he knows Goku-san?"



"Kaio-sama! It's good to hear from you, my lordship!" said Dende in reverence, "Please don't tell me it's as bad as we've feared!"



"Things are exactly as bad as you'd suspected- no, maybe worse!" said the Kaio of the North, "Thankfully Goku's existence itself wasn't erased by the Ultimate Dragon Balls due to the wording of the wish, but it couldn't possibly be any worse for your planet!"



"So the previous Kami's instructions on what to do with the Ultimate Dragon Balls... they were correct?" said Dende with dread, "That they really will ravage our planet in a year's time?"



" 'Ravage' is an understatement! If the Ultimate Dragon Balls are not returned to where the wish was granted in a year's time, your planet itself shall explode!" yelled Kaio, "And if what we know about the hierarchy of the three sets of Dragon Balls is to be trusted, only the Ultimate Dragon Balls themselves can possibly revive Goku! That Pilaf scoundrel wished for 'permanent death' that can't be undone, especially by any weaker set of Dragon Balls!"



"W-Well Kaio-sama, if things really came to that, we could just ask Kaioshin-sama or the old-timer to revive me," said Goku with his hand placed on Kaio's back, "it ain't like we didn't do that the last time I was dead. Not that I'm exactly in a hurry to return to life or anything..."



"OH SO BECAUSE THE HIGHEST GODS OF THE UNIVERSE OFFERED THEIR LIVES ONCE WHEN THE UNIVERSE WAS IN DANGER, YOU THINK IT'S JUST PROTOCOL FOR THEM TO DO IT EVERY TIME A MORTAL WANTS HIS LIFE BACK?!" yelled the frustrated Kaio angrily, "That's literally the last thing they'll ever say okay to! And if you haven't noticed, the Ultimate Dragon Balls have power that makes yours pale in comparison, and there's no way either of the two Kaioshin-sama could undo their wish either!!"



"O-Okay Kaio-sama, sheesh... I was just pointing out they did it for me before, that's all..." said Goku after receiving an earful, "So here's the deal guys, whether I come back to life will have to be a secondary concern, if the Earth explodes again in a year and we can't evacuate everyone in time by then, it'll turn out to be a major disaster! Especially considering most of the Earth's population has already been revived before! I'm dead, so I really can't help you guys, but I suggest heading over to Capsule Corp. right now to get Bulma started on a new spaceship so you guys can go gather those Ultimate Dragon Ball thingies and bring them back to Earth! Let's think of what we'll do with the whole bringing me back business after that!"



"That's just like Goku, being unbothered by death..." said the dumbfounded Dende, as he then took a breath and said to Oob, "I want to go with you, Oob-kun, but I can't leave this palace because truth be told, just before the wish was made on the Ultimate Dragon Balls, the sky blacked out as though the Dragon Balls were used. And from the looks of these three miscreants we see here, it doesn't appear that they were the ones to have made the wish. I'll have to look down on the lower world until I've learned who used my Dragon Balls."



"Got it," said Oob, "Goku-san taught me Shunkan Idou, so I'll just teleport to Trunks-san and have him lock these three up in a jail cell in West City. I'll have to break the terrible news to Goku-san's family afterwards..."



Oob then placed two fingers on his forehead, grabbed the three incompetent evildoers by the wires they were tied up in, and then teleported to Capsule Corporation. When he arrived at the site of Capsule Corp., however, he was treated to a rare and unusual sight...



"L-Let me go, Dad! I'm going to find whoever did this and just-" said a heavily frustrated Trunks, transformed into Super Saiyan as he was being held in a full nelson by Vegeta with half of Capsule Corp. being in ruins and Bulma and Bra hiding behind the ruins of Vegeta's gravity chamber as Trunks continued to try to rampage further.



"Calm down, boy!" said Vegeta as he headbutted the ensnared Trunks and knocked him onto the floor, "Your short temper is your weakest trait! The past fifteen years ever since your last big battle, just what have you been doing exactly? You've just had everything handed to you, the company, food, you've never had to work a day in your life to provide for yourself, and you've done nothing but slack off in your training! And any time things don't go your way, your first instinct is to just explode and smash whatever's in your line of sight! All the potential you've held just waiting to be unleashed, and even with your royal heritage and talent you've wasted them all!"



"This has nothing to do with talent! Training or no training, I'm one of the strongest fighters on this planet and I know I can kill this guy the moment-" said Trunks defiantly until Vegeta interrupted him, saying "SILENCE! Listen up and listen good, Trunks! There's a good reason why my race, a race of bloodthirsty, ravenous countrymen with high pride were able to retain a civilized society, and that was due to respect for their superiors! I am your father and you will learn to keep your head in check! Something as trivial as this company being bought out isn't a problem you can't solve if you just calm yourself down, got it?!"



"Ugh... fine, whatever you say," said Trunks as he begrudgingly returned to normal, "I still think we could've just asked Shenlong or Dende or whoever to tell us who did this and killed him."



Just then, Goten, holding Chi-Chi in one hand and Gyu-Mao in another, flew to the site of the half-destroyed Capsule Corp. saying, "Whoa, this totally looks like a warzone. Trunks-kun, you really need to keep that temper of yours in check, man. The Ki you were emitting when you went on a rampage here, we could feel from the other side of the globe! I came to check up on what was going on. Gohan-niisan should be here too from Satan City as soon as he's done with his lecture."



"I guess this makes enough of you that I can relay the bad news now..." said Oob as he then began to go into detail as to what had been happening over the past several hours, finally finishing the story saying, "... and that's how I came to bring these three to justice. But I guess we can't do that now that Capsule Corp. is halfway destroyed..."



Just then, Gohan arrived with Videl and Satan at hand, as did his young daughter Pan.



Gohan then said, "Kaioshin-sama filled us in on the details as I flew over. We're in a world of trouble, aren't we?" said Gohan in a depressive tone.



"Yeah, tell me about it," said Goten, "Mom just fainted as soon as she'd heard the news. I don't often say this, but I think it's time to break up with my current girlfriend and get started on training again."



"B-Bzzz-"



The Dragon Team and their grieving conversation was then brought to a halt as suddenly, bugs installed on trees adjacent to their location suddenly expanded in size and began projecting a large hologram of a shadowed figure in the sky.



"Greetings, fallen aristocrats! As well as that family of nobodies from East District 439," said the shadowed figure, with his likeness projected onto the sky at hundreds of times the size of a regular person, "I heard everything. So evidently you're not just at the lone dilemma of your rich and privileged life coming to an end, but Goku, a previous winner of the Tenkaichi Budokai, has been put in a state of... permanent death, is that right?"



Trunks instinctively transformed into a Super Saiyan and blasted the hologram, before it harmlessly passed through. He then yelled, "Who are you? And how do you know about us?! You can't be..."



"Exactly right. Allow me to introduce myself. I am known as... Kaiba," said the figure projected into the large hologram, "And I am indeed the one who bought out your company. I have half a mind to have you arrested for destroying what is no longer yours, but I've a much more... appropriate and entertaining punishment in mind."



"Appropriate punishment?! I'll tell you what's an appropriate punishment," said the infuriated Trunks, "Me whooping your ass and giving you a one-way ticket straight to the afterlife!"



"Oh, don't be like that..." said Kaiba's hologram, "You're just going to love what I have in store for you. For starters, the dark-skinned one there... Oob, was it? I was the one who wished upon the Dragon Balls yesterday, as well, if you were wondering. To become the richest man on the planet."



"Becoming the richest man on the planet... and buying off Capsule Corp., just what is it that you're planning?" yelled Goten, "You just trying to flaunt your wealth in our face?!"



"Oh please, I know it's hard for a mere country bumpkin to grasp the beauty of my grand plan, so I'll go into detail slowly for you," continued the holographic figure, "It all starts with that bald fool Mr. Satan over there. You see, I was a genius of many talents in my time. A great genius of mechanics and science, as well as one of this planet's greatest martial artists. I, who had once been the young president of a rival corporation of Capsule Corp., entered a Tenkaichi Budokai tournament two years ago to further advertise my products."



Trunks smirked as he began to put two and two together, saying, "And you got your ass whooped royally in the finals, is that it? And that's why you want revenge?"



"Watch your tongue, boy, or I'll sear it shut," said the angered Kaiba, Trunks obviously having touched a nerve, "But yes, that was the end result. Even though I would clearly have been the victor over that bumbling, bald fool over there in a fair competition, or against any other competitor in that competition," continued Kaiba as his hologram projector then turned to show a large, crowded street below where he was standing in East City, at which point he concentrated Ki into his palm and blew it up, killing hundreds. As Mr. Satan nearly had a heart attack, Kaiba then added, "but thanks to that dirty cheat 'Mister Boo' abomination, I had my victory stolen from me in just the first round! A defeat so resounding that my company's stocks plummeted over the next year!!"



"And that's when you swore to have revenge on Satan and Boo, that much I can understand," said Gohan, "but what is your beef with the rest of us? I personally haven't even participated in the Tenkaichi Budokai since I was in high school, and none of us participate regularly."



"My 'beef' is with all of you, you who constantly manipulate the roster of the Tenkaichi Budokai to maximize the odds of Satan winning, and put honest and hardworking martial artists like myself at a proportionately greater disadvantage the more skilled we actually are. I refuse to believe Boo facing myself, the clear favorite to win that tournament that year, was a coincidence. You used his magic to take out all but the weakest of Satan's adversaries, then had Boo lose to the least threatening of them and have him be beaten by Satan in the last round to maintain his title unfairly!"



Everyone's eyes turned to Mr. Satan as chills went down the fraudster champion's spine, as he was unable to deny a thing.



Calming himself down to his smug and arrogant demeanor once more, Kaiba then announced the rest of his plan, "So here's the rest of my masterful, highly-calculated revenge: I will personally fund for Bulma to build a spaceship large enough for three of you to go gather these 'Ultimate Dragon Balls' to prevent our planet's demise. After all, I've just wished to become the richest man on Earth, and I'd hate for this planet to vanish before I got to relish in it."



Trunks said with a large frown on his face, "But there's a catch, right? Some kind of horrible punishment for us if we fail?"



Kaiba's smirk then widened to a psychotic, large grin as he then added, "Very perceptive! Since a challenge isn't any fun without the proper amount of stakes, I give you... six months, not a year. Should be plenty to just gather a bunch of balls, especially for people like Oob and yourself."



"And if we fail?" inquired Trunks.



"That's the best part!!" shouted the ecstatic Kaiba as he then added, with a contorted, demented look on his face, "If you were to fail in meeting the terms of my challenge, I shall personally wish upon the Earth's Dragon Balls, which I had my AI robots gather in just a few hours' time even in stone form thanks to my high-level technology, for Bulma, your baby sister Bra and that accursed Mr. Satan to be reduced to a state of permanent death... not unlike your friend Goku."



"WHAT?!" said Trunks and Vegeta simultaneously.



"Ha! Hahahahahaha! You'd just love to come to where I am and end me, wouldn't you? But be warned, you do that and my new, advanced radar will be lost, and you'll die too in a year's time when the Ultimate Dragon Balls haven't been gathered in their proper place! I would think accepting the terms of our deal would be in your best interest," said Kaiba mockingly as he then sipped more champagne, "I give you two weeks to give me a yes/no answer. Of course, a no will result in me dropping off the radar and erasing your precious family. Chao!"



Kaiba's hologram then disappeared as Trunks punched a large crater into the ground, before undoing his transformation and returning to normal.



"I can't say we've ever been in a predicament quite like this..." said Gohan as he swept some sweat off his brow, "someone like Cell or Boo, who just want a fight or to destroy stuff we've come across before, but..."



"I'll kill him! I'll kill him right now!" yelled Trunks, "I felt his ki just faintly when he blew up that street, I can go ahead and end him and we can worry about what to do later!"



Oob and Goten both restrained Trunks as he said this, prompting Trunks to yell, "Let me go! Or I'll beat you two to a pulp first!"



Vegeta swiftly moved to Trunks' direction and punched him in the face before then beginning to lecture Trunks, saying "Feh! I told you before when Capsule Corp. was being bought out and I'll tell you again: A threat of this meager caliber is something no son of mine should ever have any trouble conquering! From the sound of things, he has a year before he can actually make any wishes, so even if he wanted to try anything underhanded, he wouldn't be able to for a year's time! And that year being cut in half for you to gather those 'Ultimate' Dragon Balls is perfect! You've been nothing but a hell of a disappointment for the past decade, and now you've finally got the incentive to go out and make something of yourself!"



Suddenly, the conversation was joined in by the deceased Goku, who then added, "Gotta say, I feel bad for Bulma and Bra that they're in the situation they're in, but I'm in agreeance with Vegeta here! I've been preoccupied the past five years trainin' Oob, but if this challenge will get Trunks and Goten to finally step up to the plate as they should've during Majin Boo's rampage, then I'm all for it! Give it the best you've got, guys! I'm rootin' for you!"



Bulma and Bra then sighed and wiped some dust off their clothes, then Bulma added, "I swear, it's always the men in the family who make the big decisions without any input from us. But I agree. If we have to kill this Kaiba guy, we need to do it after we've gotten all the Ultimate Dragon Balls back! Bra and I will be fine for the next year from what we can tell, so don't worry about us. I know my son, and I know he can handle this. We'll think about how we can bring back Son-kun once we've made it out of this predicament."



"That settles it then," said Piccolo as he suddenly emerged and landed onto the site of the destroyed Capsule Corporation, "I couldn't help but overhear that loud holographic bastard as I was flying to this location when I sensed your Ki gathered here. I technically created the Ultimate Dragon Balls as the previous Kami, so I'm going to help solve this problem personally. I'm heading out to space with Trunks and Goten."



"I want to go, too, Papa! It's my grandpa's life on the line, not Trunks'!" demanded Pan.



"This is much too dangerous, Pan. You'll stay here," said Gohan, "and if someone attacks Earth in the meanwhile, I'll let you have the first crack at him! I promise."



Trunks had to begrudgingly accept the terms of this agreement and then underwent retraining under Oob along with Goten for the next two weeks. Because Goten had occasionally been trained by Goku whenever he returned to Mt. Paozu to have Chi-Chi's cooking with Oob over the past five years, he managed to pick up Oob's Shunkan Idou skill. And thus, the day of no return has finally come...!



Kaiba was busy ordering for Capsule Corp. to be rebuilt as KaibaCorp., and as per the terms of the agreement handed Piccolo his Super Dragon Radar, which had a radius that covered a fourth of the universe at once and could detect Dragon Balls even in their stone states. Bulma and Bra were hiding out at Kami's Palace watching this over a camera they'd installed on Vegeta's jacket, figuring that neither Kaiba nor Trunks would have the pluck to attack him even if they were to try something funny in rage.



"I have to say, I wonder just why it is that the brightest minds on Earth always turn to evil," said Bulma in frustration, "First Gero, and now this guy... I invented the Dragon Radar, and I can't fathom for the love of me how this guy managed to build one that advanced without any sort of reverse engineering."



"That's great and all Mom, but maybe we should worry about what Onii-chan and the others have to deal with? This is our lives on the line here," said Bra while sighing, "And where is Pan? She said she'd visit us today!"



"Keep myself calm, my anger is my weakest trait... Keep myself calm..." chanted Trunks to himself as he was about to enter Kaiba's specially built "OctoPUS 9000" spaceship, with a flight speed on par with Attack Balls.



"I'm going in first. I'm already familiar with how Namekian spaceships work, so it's probably best that I do the piloting." said Piccolo as he entered the spaceship first off.



"I'd love to go with you guys, but as Goku-san said, what he wanted of me was to be Earth's greatest defender. It isn't that I don't trust Vegeta-san and Gohan-san, but I also need to continue my own training," said Oob as he shook Trunks and Goten's hands, "Good luck to you both! And you've made great progress in just two weeks' time! I believe in you two!"



"Screw it, I'm heading inside. The longer I have to look at Kaiba's face is the longer I keep resisting the urge to sock him." said Trunks as he headed in the spaceship.



Goten was busy getting yelled at by his girlfriend before he just smashed his phone in his grip, begrudgingly accepting that saving the planet was more important than maintaining his relationship with her. He then took a deep breath and said, "Well, here goes-"



Suddenly, the door to the spaceship closed and the timer to its launch started its countdown.



"5-4-3-"



"Pan? What are you doing here?!" said Trunks in shock, "Bra told me you were visiting her in the Heavenly Realm!"



"Heh... she reminds me of Goku when he was a child. Always unpredictable." said Piccolo.



"Aaaaaaaand!!! LAUNCH!!!" yelled Pan in glee, "I'm a grownup too! And ain't no one gonna tell me to stay behind!"



"OctoPUS 9000 ready for takeoff," said the central computer, "Launching now."



The spaceship instantly freed itself from the confines of Capsule Corp.'s ruins and blasted smoke in Goten's face and exited the Earth's atmosphere. The unlikely trio of Trunks, Piccolo and Pan were now off to find the Ultimate Dragon Balls in six months' time...!



To be continued...

 
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Chapter 3: Planet Imegga, Part I



A few days after setting off on their intergalactic journey, the two partial Saiyans Trunks and Pan were still at odds with each other.



"Give back that control key this instant!" said Trunks as he gave chase to Pan in the cramped spaceship, "You know as well as I do that Goten is the one we need on this journey!"



"Fat freakin' chance!" said Pan as she deftly dodged Trunks' hands and then used a Zanzoken move to appear behind Piccolo's main control chair, "I give this back to you and you'll just reset the coordinates back to Earth to send me back, right? No way! As Kaiba said, we only have six months to gather these Dragon Balls, so the less time we waste on a detour, the better! Nyah nyah!"



"Why you little..." said Trunks as he took off his jacket and angrily retorted, "Do you know why I went through the trouble of training for two weeks with Goten, you little brat? Because Goku's Shunkan Idou technique is an asset we needed on this journey! Now give me back that key or I'll-"



Trunks momentarily gave in to his frustration and nearly transformed to a Super Saiyan, only for Piccolo to then interject saying, "Watch it! You'll destroy this spaceship if you power up and cut loose. More importantly, there's something in the trajectory of our course. I'd daresay by the size of it on this ship's radar... it's an asteroid."



"An asteroid?! How cool!" said Pan in glee as she skipped to where Piccolo was sitting, and then said with a morbid curiosity, "Can I try blasting it? Please...?"



Trunks quickly took the opportunity to snatch the main control key back and then said, "No way, Pan. As the only Super Saiyan on this ship, I'll be the one who destroys that asteroid. I won't even leave behind a single speck of debri-"



Just as Trunks said this, however, Pan swiftly raided the refrigerator and threw a pie in his face, after which she opened the door to the closet and dug through it to unearth a spacesuit. Unfortunately it was built to accommodate Trunks and Goten's size, leaving the quarter-Saiyan tyke depressed.



"I swear that's the last time I turn a blind eye to your shit-" said Trunks as he then finally powered up to Super Saiyan, then snatched the spacesuit from Pan's fingers and put it on quickly.



"Now, watch a master at work, girlie," said Trunks as he then stepped out of the spaceship and took a deep breath before gathering Ki into his palms and chanting, "Fi-nal... Fl-"



Unfortunately, Pan's mischief had yet to come to a halt and she haphazardly put on a spacesuit that was too large for her size before covering Trunks' line of sight with her head scarf. As Trunks misfired at the asteroid, it only took half of the large space rock out and the other half swarmed the spaceship at neckbreak speed. Startled, Pan shot a Kamehameha from her hands, but the precarious position she was in combined with how quickly she launched it in a spacesuit that had limb portions considerably longer than her body size gave way to only a half-baked Kamehameha that sent large chunks of debris at the spaceship after shattering the asteroid. One of the chunks made its way onto the spaceship's rocket boosters, causing it to fly off course.



"Oh shit!!!" said Pan and Trunks together as they were nearly sent flying off the OctoPUS 9000 spaceship, forcing Trunks to form a barrier around the ship so that they could get back inside without the sudden turbulence cutting off their oxygen.



"This is just what happens when you let kids out of kindergarten too early! Dammit!" said a clearly infuriated Trunks, "Piccolo-san! Please don't tell me it's as bad as it seems!"



"One of the rocket boosters was destroyed, leaving us unable to change trajectory," said Piccolo calmly, "and it appears we've also lost 25% of the ship's speed capacity. We've no choice but to crash land on a planet with decent enough civilization and repair our ship."



"Ugh..." said Trunks as he took a deep breath and then gathered himself, saying to Pan, "we'll discuss what we'll do with you once we've landed to safety. You're Gohan-san's kid, so I'm giving you the benefit of a doubt and assuming you can at least blast our spaceship in the direction of a civilized planet."



"I've got it, Trunks!" said Pan as she also calmed down and gathered Ki into her palms, "we just feel out a planet with a decent population nearby, right?"



"Right. Goku-san at least trained you for the first four years of your life, so even you should be able to sense Ki," said Trunks condescendingly as he then added before pointing at the direction of Planet Imegga, "and that planet should be... there."



With surprisingly flawless coordination, Trunks and Pan both got out of the spaceship with their spacesuits on and repositioned the spaceship from the outside toward Imegga's direction. Then the two yelled separately, "Final... Flash!!" and "Kamehameha!!"



Trunks' massive, yellow-colored Final Flash attack combined with Pan's Kamehameha attack instantly sent the trio toward Imegga's stratosphere, at which point Trunks then said, "Now, Pan! Stop sending off more energy! We can't afford to crash-land and destroy the ship!"



Pan did this and the three then managed to land more or less safely onto the unknown planet. Trunks returned to normal and grabbed Pan by the back of her spacesuit's collar before getting back inside the ship, at which point Trunks took off his helmet and then started operating the ship's central computer to find if the planet's atmosphere was suitable for Earthlings. While he was doing this, however, Piccolo and Pan had already stormed outside.



"What the hell is wrong with you two?!" said the angered Trunks, "This is a completely foreign environment and an alien civilization, and you guys don't even check to see if we might need oxygen tanks?!"



"In my experience, most planets that are inhabitable for one mortal race is inhabitable for another," said Piccolo, "and the same goes for planets in the afterlife. Such precautions aren't wholly necessary. After all, I was originally from the Planet Namek."



"You're such a worrywart, Trunks," said Pan as she stuck out her tongue, "you sound just like my old granny."



"Sure, get on my case for being the only one who's careful..." said Trunks grumpily as he then shrank OctoPUS 9000 to its capsule form before begrudgingly joining his teammates in walking through the streets of Imegga.



“This is quite the bustling street,” mused Piccolo, “I haven’t seen a crowd this large in person since I fought Son at the Budokai so long ago.”

“M-Maybe with this many guys gathered, we can come across a hot babe!” said Pan with her hands clapped together, “Just hours ago I thought I’d head for the Other World without even having finished a date!”



“All very pertinent comments,” said Trunks sarcastically, “but we didn’t come here to muse about crowds or hot guys in an alien civilization. We’re here to get spare parts and that’s what we’re going to do. Get a move on, the two of you!”



“Sheesh, what’s gotten into him?” said Pan as she then turned to admire a jewelry stand, saying, “Ooooh!”

Trunks pulled Pan by the collar and said, “I don’t know if you realize, but my family was nearing bankruptcy before we set off on this journey. We don’t have much money, and we’re not wasting it on stuff like-“



Just as quickly as Trunks said this, the trio was swarmed by a lot of Immeggan merchants, who interjected one after the other saying, “Here, here! We couldn’t help but notice you three have traces of engine oil on you, might you be looking into repairs for your vehicle by any chance?”



“We have it on sale! 10,000 Gamets!” said one merchant.



“Ours is 9,000!” said another.



“100,000! But we take even the most sophisticated of vehicles!” said a third.



Before long, what little amount of Zenis the trio was able to exchange was wasted on a bunch of woefully useless machine parts. Barely managing to shake the vulture-like merchants off, the trio headed into a fancy-looking hotel, now flat broke.



“This just can’t be happening…” said Trunks as he looked over his empty wallet in disappointment, after which he finally lost his temper and said, “This is great! Just great! Here I thought Goten and I might actually get something done and save my family and my company, then this pipsqueak just tags along and makes a muss out of my plans, my spaceship, my-“



“Excuse me, that spaceship isn’t even yours, last time I checked!” said Pan, clearly aggravated, “you had to have it handed to you by that dandy sonuva-B-looking Kaiba! In fact if I’m being honest, he’s clearly the richer and better looking out of the two of you, and at least he can actually get what he-“



“What did you say?!” yelled Trunks with fire in his eyes, only for Piccolo to interrupt the two saying, “Quiet, the both of you! If it’s our money that you want, I took the liberty of using psychokinetic powers to retrieve it from those merchants’ pockets. I had the feeling nothing they sold us would do us any good, so I was ready.”



Trunks and Pan both looked at their money, threw the useless parts on the wayside and said, “Wow, Piccolo-san! You’re really something! You totally saved us!”



“At any rate, you two both look as though you could use some time off to cool off, so let’s head in that hotel,” said Piccolo, “we’ve now enough money that we needn’t worry about running out anytime soon.”



The three checked into a hotel room that appeared quite luxurious, where Trunks took the liberty of relaxing on a king-sized Immeggan bed while Pan took a shower. Piccolo meditated for about a half hour before turning on the television while treating himself to a glass of water. On the television, a pink-haired, flamboyant looking man with an effeminate haircut introduced himself as Don Kee.



“The great, the one and only! The planet Immegga’s savior, Lord Don Kee!” said a pair of buxom Immeggan cheerleaders as they threw their pom-poms into the air, at which point Don Kee lifted them both by the waist and juggled them like a pair of balls, making sure to repeatedly touch their bottoms.



“From my experiences as Earth’s Kami, those types of people usually have the shadiest of intentions,” mumbled Piccolo as he sipped more water, “it could very well be that he may be the one who could get our spaceship repaired, though.”



Trunks was lost in thought thinking about what they were going to do now that they had no access to Goten’s help or his Shunkan Idou technique, before his mind was completely fixated on his insatiable grudge towards Kaiba for landing his family in this predicament. Trunks grinded his teeth before growling loudly, saying “Kaiba… You just wait, I’ll give you what’s coming to you soon,” said Trunks as he clenched his hands into fists so hard that his gloves were beginning to rip, “you’ll pay…”



“T-Trunks! Piccolo-san!!” cried Pan as she stepped out of the shower, dressed in nothing but a gown, “the water went off and I can’t shut it off! And there’s this timer with a Gamet sign next to it! They’re charging us for every drop of water coming out of this faucet!”



“What?” said Trunks as he then realized that his shirt was strapped to a chain before he knew it, “Oh shit!”



“From the looks of things they’ve no doubt overcharged for this glass of water as well,” said Piccolo as he then gulped the rest of the water down, “Trunks! Pan! We’re getting out of here!”



“Took the words out of my mouth,” said Trunks as he smashed open Pan’s suitcase and said, “Get dressed, Pan! I’m busting us out!”



Trunks punched a hole through the hotel room’s wall, alerting security. The security officers barged in while Pan was getting dressed, causing her to knock two of them out instantly in embarrassment. As Pan was about to finish getting dressed, one of them took out a tranquilizer gun and shot at her, at which point Trunks caught the bullet with the chain he ripped off the wall and then choked out the last guard, knocking him out cold. More security officers came, however, and bombarded the trio with more tranquilizer bullets. The three easily avoided direct contact with the bullets, but one of them got onto Trunks’ capsule case and disrupted the OctoPUS 9000 spaceship’s capsule function, causing it to enlarge back into its original size.



“Shit! Well, I’m not about to let these shits keep getting their way!” said Trunks as he increased his speed to blinding levels and knocked all the security officers out with a love tap. He then lifted the spaceship on one hand and yelled to his teammates, “Let’s get a move on! Follow me!”



The three flew into safety and landed onto a desert area, where Piccolo and Trunks tried everything to shrink their spaceship back into capsule form, to no avail.



“Well, this just stinks! Waaah!!” cried Pan rambunctiously, “I knew it! I just knew I shouldn’t have tagged along, waaah! Why, Grandpa? Why’d you need to get yourself tied up in this mess and get killed? If only you hadn’t gone ahead and died, I would’ve never-“



“Keep it down, Pan. Those security guards are probably still looking for us after the incident back there,” said Trunks as he covered Pan’s mouth, “if we can’t shrink the ship, we’ll just have to hide it between a few rocks. This planet clearly has fairly advanced technology, if we can just go into a larger city and pay off a scientist or mechanic I’m sure we could get off this dump by tomorrow.”



“T-Trunks!” said Pan as she sniffled, “you have that Dragon Radar, don’t you? Maybe it could help track down a city or two, right? ‘cause that’s what radars do, track down stuff?”



“The Super Radar we need for our grand mission is inside the ship. I couldn’t risk it getting lost,” said Trunks as he took out a smaller, regular radar out of his pocket, “but I did bring this spare just in case we’d need it. Unfortunately, about the only thing a Dragon Radar can track would be Dragon Balls, and I highly doubt we’ll find one on this-“



“You don’t know for sure! Gimme, gimme!” said Pan as he tried to wrestle Trunks’ Dragon Radar out of his hands, making him drop it.



“You aren’t pulling this again! I swear, as soon as we get the ship repaired I’m sending you right back to Earth,” said Trunks as he reached out for the Radar, at which point a white, short-limbed, miniature robot suddenly emerged from the sand and ate the Radar.



“Energy absorption complete. Gill Gill!” said the robot.



“WHAT?!” exclaimed Trunks and Pan simultaneously.



“T-tell me this isn’t happening…” said Trunks in disbelief.



“Waaaah! Waaaah!! Tell me this is a joke!”



Piccolo sighed and removed Pan’s headscarf and then tied the robot into its knot, before tossing it in Pan’s direction. He then said, “Trunks likely doesn’t have any spare radars other than this. There’s a possibility that we could separate the radar from this creature if we’re able to find a suitable mechanic, so hold onto it and don’t let it get away.”



“You got it, Mr. Reliable!” said Pan as she rubbed her face onto Piccolo’s cape amorously. Piccolo, in his typical nonchalant fashion, doesn’t even react and levitated himself using Bukujutsu, spotting a house not far away that they could hide out in.



“Let’s head there and spend the night, said Piccolo, “our spaceship is in the safest possible place it could be at the moment. Trunks, don’t take the Super Radar out of the spaceship or we could very well risk that ‘Gill’ robot consuming it as well.”



“You got it, Piccolo-san! I’ve had a long day, let’s just chill over there for now,” said Trunks as he and Pan followed Piccolo into the house and then explained their situation to the family inside, who seemed to sympathize. They let the three inside.



“P-Piccolo-san, you sure we can trust these people? Ever since we came to this planet, this place has been trick after trick,” whispered Trunks, “you think maybe we should knock them out as a precaution?”



“No need,” whispered Piccolo back, “I read their minds as they conversed with you. They haven’t such ill intentions.”



The three relaxed after a long day, but when Trunks and Pan’s Saiyan stomachs growled loudly after having had nothing for the entire day, the family relayed the disappointing news, “We’re sorry, but everything on this planet belongs to Lord Don Kee. This house is on loan to us, as is every other residence on Immegga, we haven’t even enough to feed our own kids…”



“That’s awful! Piccolo-san was right, that guy is a total jerk!” pouted Pan, “say, Trunks, how about we kick that guy’s butt?”



“Pan, we’re in a hurry,” replied Trunks, “I’d hate to let this prick’s tyranny continue, but we only have six months – minus a day – to gather the Ultimate Dragon Balls. We have reviving Goku to worry about, not to mention bringing them back to Earth to begin with. Fixing our spaceship, making sure the psycho wage thieves don’t destroy our Super Radar like a certain someone, we have too many things to worry about as it is-“



Just as Trunks was saying this while glaring at Gill in a barely-tamed fury, Don Kee himself was watching this conversation unfold over a set of security cameras he’d installed in the house.



“Ho! Hohohohoohoooo!!” mused the flamboyant, affluent dictator, “I’d heard a suspicious spaceship crash-landed on this beautiful planet abode of mine, but to think it’d bring such wonderful news!”



“Lord Don Kee! We await your orders!” said the dictator’s main two henchmen, Gale and Sheela.



“Go near this address,” said Don Kee as he handed the two the coordinates of the house the trio were resting in, “and nearby should be an odd-looking spaceship they flew in on. If their conversation is to be trusted, I’m fairly certain that we can procure this ‘Super Radar’ they speak of.”



“Sir, but isn’t the legend of the Dragon Balls just a myth? And I heard that Freeza’s army already wiped out the Namekians about two and a half decades ago and destroyed their planet, sir,” said Gale.



“You fools! Are you two blind?” said the flamboyant dictator, “that green-skinned one is obviously a Namekian survivor! If he’s strong enough to survive a fight with Freeza, then it probably stands to reason that this ‘Ultimate’ Dragon Ball is his creation! I’ll finally be able to expand my empire beyond this poor excuse for a planet with my wish! Redjic, we’re in need of your assistance! Kill the other two beside the Namekian, and bring him back to me as soon as your service is complete-“



“Shut your mouth,” said the hooded figure named Redjic, “I fight only whomever I please.”



Redjic then smirked and flared up a large, red aura, saying, “A Namekian who survived the battleground of Namek… if he’s improved since, he may be the worthy opponent I’ve desperately desired. Fufufufufu…”



To be continued…

 
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Chapter 4: Planet Imegga, Part II



“What was that?” said Trunks, startled, “I just felt an intense Ki!”



"Yes, I felt it as well," replied Piccolo, "and then it vanished... as quickly as it came. I couldn't even pinpoint its location. Whoever is giving off this Ki, he's good."



"T-This planet keeps getting scarier by the minute," said a frightened Pan, "I haven't felt a Ki this huge since I walked in on Papa's workout sessions with Piccolo-san..."



Trunks and Pan's stomachs then growled.



"Great, and now we're hungry too..." moaned the tired Trunks, "we're stuck on this backwater with a broken spaceship and some warrior we can't even track who's clearly good at covering his tracks. Great, just great..."



"I haven't had anything to eat since we blasted that asteroid," whined Pan, "I'm so hungry I can't sleep. Why, why does this bull keep happening to us?"



"You two should get some sleep," said Piccolo, "as a Namekian I need little more than water for sustenance, but even the food we have left on the ship won't fill your Saiyan stomachs. Much less if you're too tired to fight due to sleep deprivation."



"I know! I'll just sneak back into our spaceship and grab a bite!" said Pan, "Nothing puts you to sleep faster than a full course meal!"



"Pan, this is a highly advanced civilization," said Trunks, "and from the way that huge power concealed itself before we could even track it, I'm willing to bet he could be a pursuer. If you hog the food, that greatly weakens our arsenal because my strength would be halved. Just go to sleep for now. The funny thing about suppressing your power is that you can't fly fast while suppressed. I'm sure we don't have much to worry about for a few hours at least."



"But I'm so hungry..." whined Pan, before she shed a tear but accepted Trunks' reasoning. Trunks smiled, glad that he and Pan had come to a mutual understanding for once. He then fell asleep next to a window to be on the lookout for any threats, while Pan dozed off on the same mattress as the Imeggan family's kids. Piccolo meditated half-asleep, floating in the middle of the house. All seemed tranquil and peaceful, but outside, Gale and Sheela were heading toward the trio's location on a flying vehicle.



"We're closing in on the location Lord Don Kee pointed us to," said Sheela, the female henchman, "Redjic-sensei instructed us to keep ourselves suppressed, so they shouldn't be able to track us."



"Remember, Redjic-sensei said to raise our powers as high as possible if we ever get into a confrontation with the green one," said Gale, the short, bearded henchman, "but life is more important than the reward, so we should try our best to avoid confrontation and just take what we came for."



"We're almost there! Let's get off the ship!" said Sheela as she jumped off the ship, then landed on the desert floor with remarkable dexterity. Gale then turned off the ship's engine as they parked the ship a few miles' distance away from the town nearby. They then took out a pair of transmitters and split up, with Gale instructing Sheela, "I'll search in the desert nearby, you search near the lake!"



"Yes, sir! I'll head towards the lake on a scooter so I can join you as fast as possible if you were to find the ship!"



"Roger that," Gale said as he sprinted toward the desert.



Meanwhile at the house, Piccolo noticed a faint whirring sound outside.



"Trunks! Pan! We may have company, wake up!" instructed Piccolo.



"Augh... I was just getting a good night's sleep," said Pan as she rose from the mattress, "I don't sense any Ki either, Piccolo-san. Are you sure?"



"Pan, if we know anything about this planet by now it's that nothing here is as it seems," said Trunks as he slapped himself fully awake, "follow the sound of the vehicle! This could be our chance to find where Don Kee is, and threaten him to fix our spaceship!"



Piccolo generated a letter using magic materialization thanking the kind family for letting them stay, and after observing the insides of the house noticed a set of security cameras hidden behind the walls.



"Hmph!" grunted Piccolo as he used his psychic powers to destroy each of the cameras, "Now get a move on, the both of you!"



Piccolo then psionically opened the doorknob and stretched out his arm, using his heightened sense of hearing to quickly locate Sheela's vehicle and pin it onto the floor.



"W-What the?!" said Sheela as the scooter suddenly flipped over, causing her to fall off. Trunks and Pan then quickly surrounded her.



"That insignia on your chest... it's Don Kee's, isn't it?" said Trunks, "I remember seeing that same insignia on his servants on television."



"You're up to no good, aren't you? I don't think it's just a coincidence that you followed us here," said Pan, "so fess up or I'll have to punch you out!"



Cornered, and seeing Piccolo in the foreground, Sheela suddenly flared up an aura, powering up to maximum strength.



"Pfft, that's it?" said Trunks, "on your best day you couldn't hope to give me a scratch. You're making our job easier than we thought."



Piccolo noticed something was off and said, "Knock her out quickly, the both of you! It's like a morse code, she's calling someone here!"



Just as he said this, they suddenly felt a massive power from a distance, which then flew to where the trio were at in mere seconds.



"At last we meet, Namekian..." said the hooded figure, his outfit covered in smoke from the sudden stop from his high-speed flight, "It's an honor to meet and challenge you to a fight."



"T-This Ki..." said Trunks, "It's the same Ki we felt for an instant, far from here! This guy moved so fast, he caught up to this woman in the blink of an eye!"



"H-He's scary..." said Pan, "He flew so fast here, there's a huge tunnel like someone dug up a canal that's a thousand miles long!"



"It appears he's already familiar with us," said Piccolo, "were you observing us through those cameras I found in the house? A pretty clever trick if I say so myself. I never thought you'd have planted cameras into people's houses in secret. I didn't even think to search the house until I heard that woman's scooter and realized we were followed."



"Enough of the idle talk," said Redjic as he removed his hood, "I will see what you have, Namekian warrior."



Redjic moved toward where Piccolo was before Trunks or Pan could even see a glimpse of him disappearing and delivered a series of kicks so fast that Piccolo could not dodge all of them, and one took off his left ear.



"Is that all you have? For your power, you're surprisingly slow," said Redjic, "and I haven't begun to get serious yet. Don't tell me this is the limit of your strength?"



"Then we'll see how you do when you take two of us!" said Trunks as he powered up to Super Saiyan and launched a powerful beam of Ki from his right hand. It appeared to go straight through Redjic's stomach, only for Redjic's figure to suddenly appear half-translucent.

"Z-Zanzoken?! This alien knows it?" said Trunks as he then spat some blood from his mouth when Redjic's true body had appeared suddenly within punching distance of him and landed a blow on his stomach. Trunks backed off and said, "Piccolo-san! Let's both attack him together this time! This guy's too fast to hit! He got a good hit on me-"

Before Trunks could finish this sentence, his shirt ripped and five large bruises appeared on his stomach as he then grabbed his stomach in pain and collapsed to his knees.



"Five hits, lad," said Redjic, "you only saw the one. I will commend you for being able to stay conscious after that, however."



Just as Redjic said this, Piccolo shot a Ki wave at his direction, forcing him to dodge upwards. The blast tracked Redjic however, causing him to resort to deflecting the blast. Piccolo then shot a series of other blasts at his opponent, which Redjic all managed to dodge despite pausing to deflect the first blast.



"You disappoint me, Namekian," said Redjic, "all you're doing is wasting your energy. And I thought you might have some fight in you."



"Look around," said Piccolo triumphantly, "you'll notice something about your surroundings."



Just as Redjic examined his surroundings, he noticed hundreds of Ki bullets, including the first blast he deflected, had surrounded him and blocked off any room for escape.



"For speedy fighters like you, this attack is just perfect," said Piccolo, "now die!!"



The blasts all surrounded Redjic completely and blew up into a massive explosion that instantly generated a huge flash of light that could be seen outside Imegga's atmosphere. The shockwaves spread so far that Gale, who had found OctoPUS 9000 at this point, was swept off his feet and was thrown several miles away.



"Awesome! That's Piccolo-san for you," said Trunks, "and without him, finding Don Kee and having our spaceship fixed is guaranteed!"



"Yay! There's a reason why he's Papa's old master!" said Pan as she clasped her hands together and rubbed her left cheek.



"Hang on," said Piccolo as he held his arm over Pan, "it's not over yet."



The smoke cleared and emerged from it a battered and bleeding Redjic. He was holding two broken spears in his hands, and then spat blood onto the desert floor.



"I see. In that moment of desperation, you sliced all of the blasts in half with those spears," said Piccolo, "and you only took half damage. I didn't think I'd find such a worthy adversary on a planet like this."



"Excellent, excellent work indeed," said Redjic, smiling evilly, "it's just what I'd expect from the Namekian who survived the carnage of Planet Namek's demise. Unfortunately, the same trick won't work twice."



"Maybe, but you're wounded now!" said Trunks, "and outnumbered! Can you really take the two of us in that state?"



"Hey! Don't forget about me," said Pan, "I'm Saiyan, too!"



"Ho, Saiyans, are you?" mused Redjic, "I see... that yellow-haired transformation must be the Super Saiyan form I'd heard in legends. It's a pity I'll have to kill you both. To think the legendary Super Saiyan and a great Namekian warrior would both be lost at once. I almost feel bad about what I have to do."



Redjic then grunted and generated an aura around himself, yelling, "HAAAAAA!!!" The entire planet shook as the houses around them were destroyed, one after the other. The kind family who'd let Trunks and the crew stay were swept in the hurricane caused by Redjic's power up, forcing Trunks to fly to their rescue. Exploiting this opening, Redjic flew to where Trunks was at and knocked him out with a heavy, unguarded uppercut. Trunks spat blood out of his mouth and fell onto the floor, forcing Pan to grab the villagers instead.



"Hey, that's dirty! He was off guard, you!" said Pan, "weren't you saying something about how you wanted a good fight?!"



"Don't misunderstand him," said Piccolo, "you probably did that so we'd challenge you at a later time when you can fight us both at your maximum, am I wrong?"



"Ho, as astute as you are skilled..." said Redjic, "Exactly right. In the shockwave your last attack caused, I felt my henchman Gale be swept away, but knowing that I had already been involved in the fight, he no doubt stopped suppressing himself and got his hands on your spaceship."



"What? You took the ship?!" exclaimed Pan, "Now we'll never get off this planet!"



"Wrong," said Redjic, "once you've treated the purple haired kid's wounds, come to meet me at Don Kee's castle. I trust you should know where it is, since I flew so fast here that the canal I created should lead right to it. I'll take all of you on at full strength then, and I'll win. If you win, I'd be glad to have Don Kee repair your spaceship so you can continue your search for the Dragon Balls."



"It appears you also strive to be the strongest warrior, stronger than anyone else," said Piccolo, "until my fusion with Kami, I had been like that as well."



"Now I understand why you are so powerful. You're not only a Namekian warrior who survived Namek, but the combination of two Namekians," said Redjic, "I almost want to finish things with you here, but it won't be as satisfying as crushing the both of you when I'm at my best. I, Redjic, shall take my leave for now."



Redjic then flew at teleportation-level speed toward Don Kee's throne, and then used his psychic powers to lift the unconscious Sheela and her vehicle and pulled them toward his location as well. Piccolo observed precisely where they were headed using Kami's divine vision, in case Redjic's trail did not necessarily come from Don Kee's palace itself.



"Take Trunks and Gill, Pan," said Piccolo, "Redjic is right. If we're going to defeat him, we'll need Trunks at full strength. Let's just look around to see that no one was killed in the shockwaves of this battle."



They placed Trunks on the same mattress Pan slept on during the night, and then tended to the wounds of the people around using bandages they found in some of the destroyed houses. The family that Trunks saved explained the situation to avoid any misunderstanding, allowing there to linger no enmity for the destruction of the town.



"We can't thank you enough, lass," said the family, "if we'd been caught in that hurricane we could've easily been killed..."



Trunks, who'd barely regained consciousness, said to the two, "All people are woven of the same cloth, Earthlings and aliens alike. I should know, I'm actually a hybrid of two races."



"As we told you earlier we don't have enough to even feed our kids, but the grand elders of this town should have enough to at least fill your belly for breakfast. Follow us to where their house is."



Once there, Trunks finished dressing the wounds caused by Redjic and then grinded his teeth, saying "Redjic... I swore to direct my anger toward just Kaiba and nobody else, but I'll get you back for this. You ain't seen nothing yet! The fury of the Super Saiyan is upon you!"



"That's enough, Trunks," said Piccolo as he sipped a bowl of water, "anger will only cloud your judgment. Remember, he could've easily killed you and then come at Pan and then myself one at a time. The fact that he let all of us live in that situation is proof that we aren't dealing with a scoundrel. If you want to defeat him so badly, then treat yourself to a meal. You'll perform better."



Pan then said, "Bah! This food's nasty! But I guess it's the best we can hope to find around here..."



"We're sorry, but on this planet any sort of property ownership is strictly forbidden," said the village elder, "whether it be vehicles, utensils or even food. If it weren't, I'd wager all of the merchants forced into a permanent exile on this planet for falling to Don Kee's heavy interests and loans would have left. I could only preserve so much food because the villagers treat me as the glue that holds this town together."



Hearing this, Trunks powered up to a Super Saiyan once again as he ate an expired-looking chicken leg, saying "That fills my stomach for the time being. Don't worry, Redjic was kind enough to lead us to where Don Kee's palace is located. Before the night falls, your planet will be free. I assure you both. All people, all cyborgs, all robots... they deserve equality, freedom and the responsibility of making their own decisions. I can't forgive Redjic until I've paid him back for my humiliation, but who I especially can't forgive is Don Kee. That queer is going to get what's coming to him, you will see."



"Then let's get a move on," said Piccolo as he removed his weighted clothing, causing a loud thud and causing an armor-shaped hole to open up on the ground, "I'm itching to get my hands on them both as well."



The three then shook the kind elders' hands and flew straight toward Don Kee's palace, where they easily picked apart all of Don Kee's henchmen. They were soon on the verge of busting down the door to his throne room.



"Ahead of here lies Redjic, he isn't even trying to hide his Ki," said Piccolo, "are you two ready for this?"



"I was born ready, Piccolo-san! Don Kee's tyranny ends today!" said Trunks with fierce determination and intent, as he then blasted the door open. Once there, they saw Redjic meditating next to a frightened Don Kee, with his wounds from the previous battle disappearing little by little as he continued to glow in his meditative stance.



"Healing yourself before the battle, are you? I won't let you-" said Pan as she charged up a Masenko, at which point Trunks stopped her saying, "stop it, Pan. Whether he wounded me or not, he gave us the courtesy of having the chance to recuperate before this battle, and I'd hate to resort to attacking him before he can do the same. You take Don Kee, I'll get the first crack at Redjic."



"Hmph! It figures, I have to take the small fry! Oh well, here goes!" Pan said as she charged toward Don Kee's throne, at which point Redjic fidgeted and used his psychic powers to fling Don Kee out of the range of Pan's fist. She only ended up destroying his throne.



"Oh please, you won't get away!" said Pan as she charged toward the effeminate dictator, only for him to smirk and press a switch, which caused a triangle-shaped laser beam to trap Pan in a triangular prism, holding her in place with a heavily high-volt, electric restraining function.



"Gaaaaah!!" screeched Pan as she cried out in pain. Don Kee, triumphantly smiling, then took out another remote which he then pressed, releasing a series of futuristic weapons from the walls that shot a series of missiles and lasers at Pan. Redjic blinked and caused all the high-tech weaponry to explode before they made contact with Pan however, as the last vestiges of his wounds then finally subsided and the glow around him faded, He then said, "Fool. These three aren't so fragile as to be killed by that. Leave it to me. The Super Saiyan and the merged Namekian warrior both die here."



R-Redjic-sensei! Y-You're sure that you have a chance, right? D-Don't fail me, I specifically ordered you to kill the two besides the Namekia-" said Don Kee before Redjic then interjected saying, "SHUT UP! I told you once and I will tell you again, nobody gives me orders but the most powerful of warriors! And the strongest of them all will be me, not you and not them."



Redjic then flared up an aura and grunted at the top of his lungs, causing the planet to shake again as he entered his full power. He then said with an ecstatic smile on his face, "Now come on, the both of you! I trust that you've tended to your wounds?"



"You bet! You fall here, Redjic!" shouted Trunks as he transformed to Super Saiyan and then powered up further, saying, "This is the mastered state of a Super Saiyan! I can stay in this form indefinitely, and you'll regret giving me the time to recover from our last battle! Now take this!"



Trunks then formed a couple of Kienzan disks on both hands and launched them both toward Redjic, who instantly generated two blades from his arms and pierced both disks in the middle, at which point he shot them both toward Trunks. Trunks smiled and made the disks explode, saying "Those two blades were my attack! You're sadly mistaken if you think you can hit me with them-"



Before Trunks could finish this sentence, Redjic kicked him in the stomach saying, "After you were KO'd by my last attack off-guard, you'd think your actions would speed faster than your tongue. You disappoint me, boy."



Piccolo then powered up as well and flared up an aura around himself, saying "He didn't put his full force behind that attack, Trunks. You'll be fine. Now let's take this battle to the sky! If we destroy this town, we might not be able to repair our spaceship."



"G-Grrrrrgh... I'll make sure you pay for this Redjic, but Piccolo-san is right! Follow us, Redjic!" said Trunks as he flared his aura back up and flew toward the sky, at which point Redjic smiled and said, "As you wish. Your heads shall adorn the skies of Imegga with the red flower of your blood."



Redjic generated a spear and flew toward the Saiyan-Namekian duo, at which point Trunks revealed that he snatched one of Redjic's blades from earlier, using the smokescreen caused by his exploding Kienzans to conceal his action. Redjic parried him fairly easily, but praised him saying, "Ho, so the Super Saiyan is adept at not only hand to hand combat, but in swordsmanship as well," before continuing, "but you aren't at the level of skill of a true master! Ha!"



As Redjic said this, his spear was coated in his red energy, causing his spear to break Trunks' blade and slice his already-torn shirt in half. Trunks thought that he'd evaded the blow, only for blood to spurt from his forehead, revealing that the cut went deeper than he had thought.



"Now you die!!" yelled Redjic as he jumped in for the killing blow, at which point Trunks took out the other blade that he took from Redjic, coated it in his yellow Ki as well, and shot it at faster than lightspeed. Redjic avoided the blow saying, "Clever, but not unpredictable," at which point Piccolo jumped in and kicked Redjic, saying "You're taking on the two of us! You'll be in grave error to think I won't exploit an opening."



Redjic smirked and said, "I know," at which point Piccolo's shirt was also torn, and he spat blood realizing that at the moment of his kick's impact, Redjic had stabbed his stomach. Trunks exclaimed, "Piccolo-san! Why you-" and charged at Redjic angrily, only to be kicked repeatedly in the stomach with Redjic's superior speed. Redjic then remarked, "Ho... I have to commend you for not losing consciousness after that. It appears Saiyans get stronger after a tough battle. Being KO'd by me has caused your power to improve by a margin," and continued saying, "but it was never enough to defeat me! Now die!"



Piccolo then shot a Makankosappo which Redjic narrowly avoided, but it grazed his face, causing greenish-blue blood to spurt from his cheek. Redjic then said, "Hmph! Been charging that attack while I was fighting the whelp, were you? But you made the fatal mistake of expending your energy while severely wounded!" Redjic then charged a considerable mass of Ki into his spear saying, "And now the greatest Namekian warrior dies a dishonorable death!"



Just then, however, Piccolo smirked and moved faster than he'd ever moved in the first battle, coating his hand with all of his Ki and managing to rip a large hole in Redjic's stomach as Redjic was in the stance of swinging his spear at full strength.



"Gwarrrrkh!!" said Redjic as he spat out blood, at which point he wobbled and said, "H-How? How did you manage to move so fast while wounded?"



"I'll tell you," said Piccolo, "I wasn't in top form at the time we fought earlier. I train using weighted clothing. Your downfall was not knowing that your opponent was holding back just like you were in the last fight."



"B-But how? With those wounds, even if you were lighter you couldn't have attacked me so quickly-" Redjic said this as he noticed that Piccolo's stab wound on his stomach was completely gone, at which point Piccolo revealed, "That was the second miscalculation. We Namekians are able to regenerate any lost body parts, including holes to our stomachs- as long as we have sufficient Ki and our brains are intact. Your second mistake, and the greatest miscalculation- was not doing enough research on the abilities of my species. My self-healing abilities are more advanced than yours."



"F-Fuhuhuhu..." said Redjic as he tossed his spear aside and then concentrated the Ki he had focused on the spear into his palm, at which point he used the Ki to burn his wounds shut, stopping the massive blood flow escaping his stomach, and then spat more blood on the floor and then powered up as much as he could.



"Very well! I concede that you've won the battle of wits, but you won't win the battle of will! I shall blast you both to smithereens with my best attack! HAAAAAH!!!" said Redjic as he focused every ounce of his Ki into his palm and prepared to launch a massive blast. Piccolo then replied in turn, concentrating all of his energy into his palms and pointing them out toward Redjic saying, "Trunks! We finish this now! If we don't stop his blast, the planet will be erased!"



"Waaaay ahead of you," said Trunks as he got into his Final Flash stance and yelled his best attack's name, "Final Flash!!!"



"Gekiretsu Kodan!!!" said Piccolo as his massive attack joined Trunks' Final Flash, which stalemated Redjic's blast. Before long however, the strain of maintaining such a powerful blast caused Redjic to suffer from more internal bleeding, causing his attack to give way. Redjic was blasted with the full brunt of both of Trunks and Piccolo's most powerful blasts, leaving his clothing in tatters and rupturing one of his eyeballs, and causing him to fall on the floor, defeated.



"K-Kill me. I've already lost," said Redjic weakly as he continued, saying, "it'll be an honor to have dueled the legendary Super Saiyan and a merged Namekian warrior to the death."



Trunks, however, simply returned to his normal state and used his tattered shirt to dress Redjic's eye wound, saying "No need. I've already paid you back plenty for my earlier humiliation. Anger may be my weakest trait, but I'm working on getting over my flaws. I won't kill you."



"It was a good fight, Redjic. There are no hard feelings between us," said Piccolo as he then caused a glow to illuminate in both his eyes, ensnaring Don Kee in his psionic powers and bringing him to where Piccolo and Trunks were.



Don Kee then said in a muffled tone, "R-Redjic-sensei, quick! While he's busy holding me in place, kill him! You can kill the whelp after that-"



Redjic exploded into a fury saying, "You dishonorable scum!!!" and cleaved Don Kee in half with a karate chop, before then using his psychic power to cause the ground to split into a large fissure. Underneath was a humongous safe containing Don Kee's massive fortune.



"I am a warrior already defeated. To face my defeat honorably, I shall now guide you toward Don Kee's best scientists. They already have their hands on your ship and your radar, and both will be returned to you good as new," said Redjic, "but don't think this is over. I shall now take my leave from this planet to recover from my wounds and train myself even further. Next time I shall stand over you two victorious."



Piccolo grinned and said, "Hmph! We'll see about that," before offering the battered warrior a handshake and saying, "next time I'll defeat you one on one. And in fact, I shall see to it that Trunks can do it by himself. But I trust you won't make it easy?"



"Count on it," said Redjic as he guided them toward Don Kee's team of scientists, who fixed OctoPUS 9000 before the sun came down. The next day, Trunks, Pan and Piccolo delivered Don Kee's large safe back to the village that they'd found refuge in.



"The dictator who'd ruined so many lives in this planet is now dead!" said Trunks as he stood triumphantly over the large safe, "And all of the fortune he amassed with his dastardly deeds will now be returned to you! From now on, Planet Imegga will be a democracy! And the rights of all people, flesh or machine, will be restored to the fullest and most equal glory!!"



The people of Imegga, watching this both in person and over television, embraced each other in a moment of utter bliss. Soon after, Trunks introduced to the team of scientists a spare capsule he'd held onto, allowing easy transport of spaceships for people who'd been stranded on Imegga to carry. The siege on Don Kee's castle was a success among successes.



Later that same afternoon, Trunks restocked their refrigerator with the most delicious of the food they'd taken from Don Kee's castle, and pumped up OctoPUS 9000 with enough fuel to last the six months they'd be on the journey saying, "Well, now that the detour is over, we can finally get started on getting the first Dragon Ball!"



"Gill! Gill!" said Gill the white robot as he suddenly emerged from the ground, and jumped onto the open entrance of their spaceship.



"You again!" said Pan with an irritated tone, "Thanks to you we don't even have our spare radar and hafta risk our Super one every time we try to find one of the Ultimate balls we're after, and you try to bother us again? Trunks, I wanna beat him up!"



"No need for that, Pan," said Trunks as he grabbed onto the robot saying, "robots may not be made of flesh, but they're thinking and feeling creatures with minds just like you. It'd be hypocritical to hurt this thing after we made that grand speech about equality. Are you hurt, little guy? I honestly used to be mad at you, but defeating Redjic and seeing Don Kee's dictatorship crumble put me in a good mood. I wouldn't mind you tagging along-"



Just as Trunks was saying this, Gill turned around and opened the component of his back containing a radar screen, and said, "Gill Gill! Dragon Ball detected in the direction of the north! Gill Gill!"



"Huh?!" said Trunks in shock, "I-It appears this guy can incorporate the functions of any mechanical object he eats! He's a walking, talking Dragon Radar now!"



"Hmph. So we did gain something for this detour. Another one to come with us on this quest," said Piccolo, "the Dragon Ball appears close by! Trunks, Pan, we find the first Ultimate Dragon Ball before the day is done!"



"YEAH!!!" said Trunks and Pan triumphantly as the trio started the spaceship on the journey for the first Ultimate Dragon Ball...



To be continued...

 
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Godly Giraffe - King of the Uverworld

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Chapter 5:

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Chapter 5: Fly Like A Butterfly, Sting Like A Bee




The trio, after the tough battle on Planet Imegga, were closing in on the stratosphere of the planet that Gill detected the first Dragon Ball in. As Piccolo, who was piloting the spaceship, was about to command a landing, Pan was fidgeting with their new robot companion.

"Say, what's this guy's name? We've been calling him 'Gill' because it's all he ever says, but he hasn't even told us..." moaned Pan as she kept playing around by opening his backside Dragon Radar compartment.

"Gill! Gill! My name is T2006," replied Gill, "full numerical component is decidedly or DB4649T2006RS!"

"DB4- what?!" said Pan, befuddled, "I don't think I've even heard a number that big in math class!"

"That's the robot's production number," said Trunks as he was lifting some specially built 100-ton weights he brought from Vegeta's stash of weights, "robots are mass-produced in assembly lines, so programming them with the knowledge of their production numbers helps keep track of each individual unit. As well as weed out defects."

"Well this thing definitely has to be defective," said Pan, "what kind of robot actually has an appetite? He could've just recharged himself instead of nom nom nom'ing our radar..."

"We're closing in on the planet," interjected Piccolo, "fasten your seat belts, the both of you!"

"Aye aye, sir!" replied the two as the environment around them darkened into a deep red as the spaceship penetrated the strange planet's atmosphere, at which point the turbulence caused Trunks to lose his grip on his 100-ton weights.

"Kyaaaaaaah!!" yelled Pan as she ducked and barely managed to avoid having her head explode into a bloody mess from making impact with the weights. Trunks tried to grab his weights before they could destroy anything inside the ship, until Piccolo stopped the weights in their track with his psychic powers. Unfortunately, this moment of distraction caused the spaceship to fly off course and nearly land into the mouth of a humongous, turtle shell-adorned alligator.

"Oh shit," said Trunks as he unfastened his seatbelts and just managed to grab hold of his heavy weights, at which point Piccolo narrowly managed to steer OctoPUS 9000 away from the jaws of the titanic alligator.

"What is this, Gulliver? We've landed on some sort of giant planet," said Trunks as he put his weights down and sighed to calm himself down from the shock, "but at least unlike our last detour, I don't sense any particularly great Ki here. I think this first Dragon Ball should be a piece of cake compared to what we went through on our last stop."

"P-Piece of cake?!" cried out Pan as she shed a tear, "Just now I was 2 inches away from my head flying off! You better apologize, Trunks! This is no way to treat a lady!"

"Alright, alright," said Trunks, him still not having forgotten what Pan put them through when she first snuck on the spaceship, "that was my bad. My dad always taught me that a workout isn't a workout until you've completely tired yourself out. My arms were so sore, I lost my grip."

Trunks, Piccolo and Pan both stepped outside of the ship and locked OctoPUS 9000's door. Pan was still fed up with Trunks endangering her life, and bickered with him.

"That's enough of placing the blame, you two," said Piccolo, "remember, the time we're allowed on this journey is quite limited for scouring the universe. It's time to take what we came for."

Trunks lifted OctoPUS 9000 and hid it between a few trees.

"Say Trunks, why aren't we just shrinking it back to a capsule? The Imeggan scientists fixed our ship, right?" asked Pan, prompting Trunks to answer, "Because with how large everything is here, if we dropped our capsule case and it got lost somewhere, our entire mission ends up a failure. It's safer to leave it out of any of these creatures' line of sight."

The three then flew slowly away in search of the first Ultimate Dragon Ball.

"Those alligators seriously looked like they had mountains stacked up on their backs," whined Pan, "this place just gives me the creeps. Don't you think looking for one Dragon Ball here is like looking for a grain of sand on a beach?"

"That's why we have a radar-robot to help us find it," said Trunks, "although Piccolo-san, according to Gohan-san's research on the previous battles of our whole crew, aren't you able to turn into a giant anytime you want? Maybe we could just rest on your shoulders or something while you search this planet at a more appropriate size."

"That ability of mine I stopped using long ago," said Piccolo, "it doesn't improve my speed or power and just makes me a bigger target. There's no particular use for that ability other than as a surprise attack when you feel like increasing your weight to pack a heavier punch."

"I-I see..." said Trunks, as Pan suddenly stepped into a large flower stalk and then emerged in a bee costume, saying, "Hey, hey Trunks! Look at me, aren't I preeeeeeettttty?"

"Beautiful," said Trunks sarcastically, "but you really aren't helping us search much of anything. We've already wasted a few days on the Imegga detour, we need to get a move on-"

Just as Trunks was about to finish this sentence, Pan got onto a large flower and sipped the honey, saying, "Oooh! Sweet!" before sprawling her four limbs on the comfort of the flower, saying "this is real comfy! Just like the queen sized bed I always used to watch television on at Satan-Ojichan's house!"

"Pan, we really have better things to do..." groaned Trunks, as suddenly a large swarm of bees flew from a distance.

"W-What the hell?!" cried out Trunks as suddenly, the swarm grabbed onto Pan and took her far from the other two.

"T-Trunks! Piccolo-san!!" screamed Pan as she was abducted and taken far away into the distance.

"P-Piccolo-san, what should we do?" inquired Trunks, "The Dragon Ball probably isn't far from here, and despite how Pan looks, she is a Saiyan. She can probably take care of herself..."

"Yes, you're right. The Dragon Ball is probably a higher priority," replied Piccolo, "I don't know how much venom those bees may be packing, but knowing the level of intellect that an average Earthly bee possesses, they probably mistook her for another of their kind. She should be safe for now. Let's search for the Dragon Ball first, grab it and rescue Pan and leave this planet afterward."

"Roger that," said Trunks, "I probably shouldn't be apathetic towards her after my weights almost took her head off, but the Dragon Ball probably comes first in this situation."

The two headed for the location of the Dragon Ball as shown on Gill's radar screen. They closed in a humongous apple tree.

"It couldn't have gotten on this apple, could it?" said Trunks as he scraped a bit off to take a bite, still tired from his training on the ship.

"There! I see it!" said Piccolo as he pointed to a faint, orange glow on the ground.

"Y-Yes, I see it too! I'll grab it right now-" replied Trunks as he haphazardly took too big of a chunk off the apple and caused it to fall. The apple fell right onto the Ultimate Dragon Ball.

"W-What?!" said Trunks, "I-I didn't mean to!"

Just then, a large bird swooped in and took the apple. The Dragon Ball was no longer where it was previously.

"The Dragon Ball must have been embedded on the bottom of the apple! Let's chase after that bird, Piccolo-san!" said Trunks nervously.

"Wait," said Piccolo, "the bird is heading in the direction of a larger Ki."

The bird landed on the fingers of a giant several floors tall. The giant pet the bird and dropped the large apple into his basket, then turned around and headed elsewhere.

Meanwhile, the scene cuts back to Pan as she was taken into a large beehive...

"W-Wait! All of you, where are you taking me?!" screamed Pan, as she was thrown into the inside of a huge beehive, where she was dropped next to a collection of large bee eggs.

"W-Where is this place?" said Pan, "Did you guys mistake me for a bee or something so you could have me mate with some boy bee?! I'll have you know, I'm 3/4ths Earthling! And I like my boys tall, dark and handsome, thank you very much!"

The bees then whirred loudly, causing Pan to cover her ears in pain and distress.

"Y-You guys... You know, I can bust this whole place into a mountain fire if I wanted-" said Pan, irritated, before suddenly the bee eggs hatched. She grabbed onto a new hatchling and her frown turned to a smile, at which point she shouted out, "Awww! How cute!"

Meanwhile, Trunks and Piccolo were observing the giant walk bristly away, generating footprints the size of cars.

"W-What do we do now?" said Trunks, "It'd probably be easy to knock out that giant and take our Dragon Ball, but I'd rather not hurt it after the cruelty we saw on Imegga."

"That giant appears to be unable to suppress his Ki, and we have the signal of the Dragon Ball on our radar," said Piccolo, "and for whatever reason, Pan's Ki is oddly small right now. Almost as if she's terribly relaxed. I'd wager she isn't poisoned, but it's probably a safer bet to go fetch her and then reconvene and get the ball from the giant."

"Roger that," said Trunks as he flared up a flight aura and together with Piccolo, headed for Pan's location.

En route, Trunks and Piccolo saw a massive spider web with a spider large enough to barely fit in an apartment, about to treat itself to what appeared to be a prey caught in its web, with bee antennae and wings.

"P-Pan! That's Pan, isn't it?!" said Trunks worriedly, "Maybe that spider got its venom on her and that's why her Ki is so small and 'relaxed?'"

"There's no time to waste," said Piccolo before charging a small Bakurikimaha attack, "Ha!"

The attack instantly knocked the spider hundreds of feet away from the web, at which point Trunks dove in and quickly grabbed the ensnared "Saiyan girl." He untied the web to find that it was in fact a large bee, larger than the other bees in the swarm they saw earlier.

"T-This is the queen bee! The other bees must have been looking for it when they took Pan!"

Just then, Pan flew in their direction whining, "Sheesh! I keep telling them and telling them, I'm not the queen bee! Wait..."

"Pan! We're right here!" said Trunks as he waved his hand out. Pan, elated, jumped right into Trunks' reach and grabbed the queen bee, at which point she juggled it in mid air before kicking it toward the large swarm behind her.

"There! You have your queen bee among you now! So don't bother me anymore, okay?!" said Pan as she bid the swarm of bees goodbye.

"Now we've all convened together. It's time to search for the giant!" said Piccolo as he flared up an aura and opened Gill's radar component before flying off.

"Giant? What's he talking about-" said Pan as Trunks took off after Piccolo and then yelled frantically, "Hey! Wait for me!"

Piccolo, Trunks and Pan were heading within relatively close range of the Ultimate Dragon Ball when Gill's radar screen suddenly went blank.

"Huh? This thing went blank," said Trunks, "That's weird... I tinkered with the radar myself, it can't have malfunctioned."

"For these types of things, you just have to smack them senseless until they start to function," said Pan as she snatched Gill from her elders, "just like I do with Papa's microwave anytime it won't run proper!"

"Pan, that's dangerous," said Trunks, "robots are very delicate! If you break it, we'll have to go back to the spaceship and get the Super Radar, and if we lose that, our whole mission's a failure!"

"Energy insufficient, energy insufficient!" declared Gill, "Going into hybernation mode!"

"I-Insufficient?!" said Pan, worriedly, "That means it's out of power, doesn't it? I-I didn't mean to destroy the power-"

"It's not because you hit it, Pan," said Piccolo, "or it would have mentioned the damage it received. The point it's trying to get across is that its power is low. Going back to fetch the Super Radar is both risky and time-consuming, so let's just go after the giant. With any luck, we should find the Dragon Ball before sundown."

"H-How do we do that, exactly?" asked Pan, "with no radar signal, who knows if we'll run into the right one?"

"This place may pack everything in bigger shapes and sizes, but generally there's a different Ki signal for everybody, Pan," said Trunks, "we were able to save you in the first place because we felt your distinct Ki signal out of all the other creatures on this planet. And the apple the Dragon Ball is stuck on is distinct enough in of itself. We came this far, we're not leaving without getting the Dragon Ball first. My pride won't allow it."

"I see him! It's the giant," yelled Piccolo, "I memorized distinct ticks and tones in the way he steps foot on the ground! Let's hide behind that bottle and seize the Dragon Ball before he eats it!"

The trio landed next to the boat-sized bottle that they saw a few hundred feet away from the giant and waited patiently to plan their next move.

"T-Trunks, he's big, but his Ki isn't anything to write home about," said Pan, "how about we knock him out and get the ball before he eats it?"

"Don't do it, Pan," said Trunks, "I don't think you realize just how strong we are relative to the rest of the universal population. Your dad was already strong enough to take out the second-strongest Saiyan survivor by the time he was on Namek, and you're almost twice the age he was then! Hit him too hard, and you could kill him. This isn't like with Redjic or Don Kee, we're not dealing with a hostile enemy."

Just as Trunks said this, the trio noticed the apple that had the four-star Ultimate Dragon Ball roll out of the giant's massive basket.

"T-There, it's right there!" said Pan as she instinctively jumped out and tried to grab the apple. Unfortunately, she was suppressed during this time and the giant grabbed the apple and dropped it into his mouth first.

"G-Gah!!" said both Trunks and Piccolo, "The giant ate that apple?!"

"Oh no!!" screamed Pan, "Now what are we gonna do?!"

"I-I guess we could wait it out until it comes out the other end..." said Trunks, as baffled as Pan was.

"We don't have that much time. We have to do something," said Piccolo, "remember, we have less than six months. I feel bad for the giant, but I suppose punching him in the stomach to make him regurgitate the apple is the best option we have-"

Just as Piccolo said this, the giant suddenly cried out in pain, grabbing the right side of his cheeks and suddenly throwing punches frantically. Pan tried to avoid the first couple of punches, only to be thrown a mile away when the giant unintentionally backhanded her.

"Pan! Are you alright?" said Trunks as he turned Super Saiyan and hurriedly grabbed her in mid-air before she could crash into a tree, "that was really dangerous. Suppressed as you were, you would've gotten seriously hurt if you'd crashed into that tree."

"The way that giant is grabbing his mouth, I'd wager something got into his teeth! It could be the Dragon Ball, we need to search inside his mouth!" yelled Piccolo, "I'd do it, but the attacks I have are too lethal! Internally damaging his head could seriously hurt him!"

"G-Grrr...." said Pan, fumingly, "I'd rather get in the damn things mouth and knock out all his teeth than wait for him to crap that thing out! And I'm not letting my pretty face get soiled with his smelly freakin' poop! I'd rather the Earth explode than that!"

"Pan, it's not like he meant to hurt you..." said Trunks, "I'm not one to talk, but your anger is a little misplaced!"

"Misplaced, my butt! I'm going in!!" yelled Pan as she flared up an aura and then jumped right into the giant's mouth, deftly avoiding his fists. The giant tried to spit her out, only for her to smack the top of his mouth and cause him to collapse onto the floor in pain.

"Ka... Me... Ha... Me..." said Pan as she charged her grandfather's signature attack, "HAAAAA!!!"

A bluish-white wave of Ki emerged from the giant's mouth, busting the cavity that contained the four-star Ultimate Dragon Ball right out. Pan then flew out of the giant's mouth, covered in his saliva.

"Y-Yuck! Whenever we get on the next planet with a Dragon Ball in it, I'm definitely taking a long-overdue shower!!" said Pan, as she used her bee wings to wipe the saliva off. Trunks deftly grabbed the tooth before it could land on the floor and get stuck on another apple or fly off somewhere, and then plucked the four-star Dragon Ball out.

"I see. This cavity must have been hurting him badly," said Trunks, "the Dragon Ball slipped right into the part of it that'd been eaten away. Here, big guy! The cavity that was hurting you is here. If there's some kind of dentist on this planet, I recommend you find a replacement pronto!"

The giant was confused at first, but smiled and understood Trunks' kindness, grabbing the tooth and soon bidding them farewell.

"Hmph. So it's as I declared, we found the first Dragon Ball before the day is done," said Piccolo, "but this is just the beginning of our journey! We head for the next Ultimate Dragon Ball without a moment's haste!"

"Aye aye, sir!!" said both Trunks and Pan as they flared up auras and flew with Piccolo to the location of the OctoPUS 9000 spaceship. Once there, they recharged Gill and asked him again, "So what is the name of this thing? Do we call it that long-winded DB-whatever name, or..." said Pan as she kept tapping onto the robot as it recharged, "or how about we just call him... Gill?"

"That's the word he uses the most and I agree his name is quite hard to memorize, so let's just go with that," said Trunks, "but you know what, Pan? The four-star numbered Dragon Ball actually goes back far in both our family lines! It's the first Dragon Ball that your grandpa Goku-san brought on his journey with my mom, and the one he kept on him after defeating the Red Ribbon Army up until fighting Piccolo-san's henchmen!"

"That's my father Piccolo," said Piccolo, "I am a reincarnation, a spore produced from within his body in his last moments to carry out his will. I may have inherited his memories, but little of his evil. If I had, I couldn't have seen the error of my ways through my friendships with Gohan, Goku and Kuririn."

"Well, I am told that you did try to kill Goku-san in the Budokai you fought in," said Trunks mischievously, "and actually succeeded doing it, five years later!"

"Grr...." moaned Piccolo, "You just have to bring up a past that I'd rather forget. Anyway, none of that is relevant. Trunks, drop and give me three hundred push-ups with your weights on your back, now!"

"W-What?!" said Trunks, shell-shocked, "B-But I already went through such a workout, my arms are sorer than when I fought Redjic!"

"Silence! If you're going to defeat him without my help, I won't have you whining! Do it or I'll make it six hundred!!" yelled Piccolo, clearly vindictive to an extent.

"Y-You can't be serious..." said Trunks, clearly forcing himself into push-up position, "I-I probably won't be able to feel my arms!!"

"Do it before I put weighted clothes on you! Do it now!!" yelled Piccolo firmly.

"Hahahaha! You'd better nut up and do it Trunks, before Piccolo-san just makes it harder!" said Pan mockingly.

"The journey for the Ultimate Dragon Balls has only just begun! And we aren't letting even a single moment go to waste!" lectured Piccolo as OctoPUS 9000 headed for their next location...


To be continued...
 
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Godly Giraffe - King of the Uverworld

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Chapter 6:

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Chapter 6: Zunama the Terrible... Or Is He?



“Gill! Gill! Energy insufficient,” said the newest recruit on the intergalactic journey, “recharge required, recharge required!”



“Jeez, what’s up with this guy?” complained Pan, “we gave him a good chunk of our spaceship’s power supply, and he ate all the spare parts we brought here from Earth, and he still says he’s hungry! I had to tie him to the ceiling just to stop him from eating anything important!”



“I’ll never understand the sensation of hunger that you Saiyans experience,” said Piccolo, “the only memory of ever being in want of food that I have would be when I was in Yunzabit before the dark half Daimao was split from his good side.”





“Pan, you’re going to have to untie him sooner or later,” said Trunks, “the Super Radar indicates that we’re nearing another Ultimate Dragon Ball. We’ll need him to help track the second ball down. And the universe is a vast place. Spare parts aren’t only ever found on Earth. Although to be honest, my mom’s blueprints for the Dragon Radar do indicate that certain parts are produced exclusively in Capsule Corp., so we’re stuck using him as a radar until we return to Earth.”



“And just when will that be? When he’s om nom nom’d this whole ship? Hmph!” said Pan, dissatisfied, “If anything we should tie him tighter so he doesn’t eat something we really need and really mess things up for us!”



Pan then took out a pair of scissors and cut the rope tying Gill to the ceiling to try and tie it even tighter, only for Gill to then state, “Dragon Ball found! Dragon Ball found! Direction 1-0-2-0-0!”



“Dragon Ball found, he says?” said Pan, as she turned around to take a look at the spaceship’s window, at which point Gill began nibbling on her pair of scissors.



“Hey! You didn’t just talk out of your butt to treat yourself to some metal, did you?!”



“You’re being too hasty, Pan,” said Piccolo, “I definitely sense the presence of people in that planet that’s just coming into view. And the Super Radar seems to indicate that the location of the Dragon Ball is in that direction as well.”



“It’s settled then! It’s time to land and head towards the next Dragon Ball!” said Trunks, “With any luck, we’ll have our second Dragon Ball by the end of the day! Direction 1-0-2-0-0, here we come!”



The trio landed onto an open and vast field of lush fields of grass and fresh air.



“A nice change of scenery from the last couple of planets we visited, that’s for sure,” said Trunks, “you really don’t get to experience this kind of weather often in West City.”



“Yes, it’s quite different from the extremely tall heights Dende, Popo and I tend to spend our time in as well,” said Piccolo, “and the people of this planet don’t seem to pose any threat. Their Ki are actually quite similar in size to Earthlings.”



“As long as I don’t have to dive into any more yucky giants’ mouths, this place is heaven!” said Pan, “I swear it took me 4 straight showers to get the smell of his saliva off my skin!”



“I’m putting OctoPUS 9000 in my capsule case this time,” said Trunks, “this place feels similar enough to some quaint village on Earth that we probably don’t need to worry about our spaceship getting squashed under a giant’s foot or anything like that.”



Trunks shrank the spaceship to capsule form and then stretched a bit before saying, “Gill! Where is the location of the Dragon Ball? If you manage to find it within the hour, I guarantee you – more treats for your power supply!”



“Dragon Ball located, 10 kilometers to the northwest!” replied Gill, “No movement detected. Immediate departure from current location recommended for maximal shortening of time spent on planet!”



“Alright then, shouldn’t even take 2 second-“ said Trunks as he raised his Ki a tad, at which point Piccolo held his hand over his face saying, “Wait, Trunks. Just because the planet is not packing any large power signatures now, doesn’t mean that there aren’t adept Ki sensors here like there were on Earth. Giving away our location to people could be risky. Remember, Goku was killed by the likes of Pilaf through sleeping gas.”



“So we just travel the 10 kilometers on foot?” said Trunks, dumbfounded, “Doing that suppressed will take hours!”



“Yeah, Piccolo-san! There’s tons of mountains near here, we can’t just scale them on foot!” replied Pan as well.



“Who said we were suppressing down to the level of a regular Earthling? We just need to not be too conspicuous,” said Piccolo, “all I’m saying is that just because this part of the planet is quaint, doesn’t mean that there isn’t any advanced technology here whatsoever. As long as our power isn’t sticking out like a sore thumb in a location we already entered the planet in, we’ll be fine. However…”



“I-I don’t like where this conversation is going…” said Trunks forebodingly.



“Ha!” said Piccolo as he suddenly put weighted armbands and boots on Trunks and Pan through magic materialization, “There! The ten kilometers we’d otherwise be wasting time traversing the old-fashioned way, we can use as a training exercise!”



“I-I knew this was coming…” said Trunks, “C-Can’t I raise my power just a little bit?”



“Geez, Trunks! Maybe if you hadn’t opened your big mouth, we could’ve just run off toward the Dragon Ball before Piccolo-san got started on his bull!”



“Follow me, you two! Gill, guide the way!” said Piccolo as he started sprinting toward the location of the village ten kilometers away, leading the two disgruntled half-Saiyans to follow his lead.



A few hours later, the three reached their destination.



“A bit of a quiet place, isn’t it?” said Trunks as he was catching his breath, “I… I’m never doing that again. Running nonstop suppressed with weighted clothes on.”



“I-I’m so tired I can’t lift up my arms,” complained Pan, “can I take these armbands off now?”



“Be my guest. But be on the lookout for any stray bullets, according to Vegeta physically weak races such as the Tsufurians have often developed advanced weaponry to compensate,” said Piccolo.



“Dragon Ball found! Dragon Ball found! 80 meters ahead!”



“It’s practically within reaching distance! What luck!” said Trunks as he happily threw the weighted items away and skipped like a rabbit toward the location that Gill pointed the trio to. Once there, he saw a crowd of people gathered at the entrance of a large house.



“E-Excuse me…” said Trunks as he tried to peek at what was inside, “Geez, for their power ratings these people are pretty tall. Piccolo-san said not to draw attention, but the Dragon Ball’s just within reach! I’m going in!”



Trunks levitated himself above the villagers and cut into the entrance, where he saw a Dragon Ball attached into a woman’s braided ponytail.



“N-ICE!” said Trunks, snapping his fingers, “I’ll just get my hands on that trinket, if you don’t mind-“



Just as Trunks was about to reach out and claim his prize, a heavy earthquake began to afflict the area, knocking Trunks, Piccolo and Pan off balance while the villagers all lied face-down on the ground. They trembled in fear, saying “Z-Zunama-sama! Please don’t be angry!”



“Zunama? An earthquake of this caliber… is he causing it?” said Trunks as he began levitating again to try and escape the effects of the earthquake, only to suddenly be pulled straight back into the ground. “W-What the?! My body suddenly feels like lead!”



From a distance, loud stomping noises could be heard as a large, eel-shaped figure caused fissures nearly the size of small canyons to appear in his wake as he headed toward the house.



“Villagers! I trust that you have my trophy?” inquired the animalistic figure, “And you’d better not pull any more tricks, like the last time I came for her!”



“This guy doesn’t look like anything special to me…” said Pan, unimpressed, “I don’t see what all these people are afraid of.”



“Don’t jump into any conclusions, Pan,” said Piccolo, “remember what I said about some races compensating for low power with other means of attack. Just observe what his demands are and strike only when you’re sure of your chances.”



“Z-Zunama-sama! We have your sacrifice!” said a village elder, “So please, spare our village! You’ve already taken ninety-nine of our girls, and it pains me to say that the only one left is but my own daughter!”



“Fufufufu… I told you, the hundredth sacrifice is the one of utmost importance! The final meal to complete my transition into a truly divine being!”



“Y-Yes, your lordship,” said the terrified elder, B-But will the other girls you ensnared and turned to eels be returned to their original forms?”



“Fool! A hundred girls or a thousand girls, they’re of trivial importance to the much grander plans I have to achieve godhood!”



“Godhood?” said Trunks, “This guy’s got some serious delusions of grandeur!”



“Now, hand over your daughter of marriageable age! And I trust that you’ve slain that fiancée of hers before she could be deflowered?” asked Zunama.



“S-Sir, I couldn’t do such a cruel thing! Doma is the son of one of my closest friends!” said the elder, “I-I made sure the marriage plans were canceled, could you please turn a-“



“Turn? Turn what? A blind eye?!!!!” yelled Zunama, clearly infuriated, “You dare violate the conditions of our arrangement?! I shall have your village- no, this entire continent ravaged for this!!”



As Zunama said this, freak lightning storms started dismantling the area as the area around the village shook as far as the eye could see. Debris were falling all over the villagers, forcing Pan to jump to their rescue.



“Hey! That’s uncalled for! Trunks, let’s kick his butt!”



“I’ll finish this in one shot,” said Trunks as he formed a ball of Ki in his hand, “I call this a mini-Big Bang Attack! Even this should be plenty enough for you,” said Trunks as he prepared to throw the blast toward Zunama, at which point Zunama smirked and vibrated his whiskers at supersonic speeds, causing all of the village’s houses to be reduced to grains of sand. Trunks’ blast, which sped quickly toward Zunama, shrank instantly in size before fading out completely.



“W-What the?!” said Trunks, shocked, as Zunama then jumped dozens of feet in the air and landed next to Trunks, at which point he again began shaking his whiskers at blinding speeds, causing Trunks’ neck scarf and the sleeves of his jacket to suddenly begin to be reduced into tiny scraps of cloth.



“Oh no, Trunks! Step out of the way this instant!” said Piccolo as he stretched his arm toward Trunks and threw him into safety. However, his elbow joint was exposed to the supersonic waves and disintegrated, causing Piccolo to fall over in pain as he realized that Zunama’s attack took a huge chunk out of his arm.



“I trust that this is the only demonstration I need to make of my power,” said Zunama, “I’d take my sacrifice now, but I’d rather have her when she’s dressed in a more becoming outfit! I shall again return tomorrow, and if that boy Doma’s head isn’t delivered to me on a silver platter to ensure my lovely consort’s chastity, this planet’s landscape shall never look the same again!”



As Zunama said this, he took a deep breath and hopped over the ground, at which point another large quake sent such a vibration at the soles of his feet, he was propelled all the way to the base of the nearby volcano.



“Bahahahaha! I await my prize!!!” said Zunama, his voice as loud as thunder.



Piccolo regenerated the lost part of his arm and then said, “It’s as I thought. A troublesome special ability.”



“Okay, you people have some explaining to do! Just what exactly is this Zunama, and what’s with his scary ability?” asked Pan.



“I-It’s… a long and terrifying tale,” said the village elder, “one year ago, a large earthquake occurred near the volcano of Mt. Calva, not far from here.”



“I see… that must have released that Zunama creature,” said Piccolo, “and now he has some kind of agenda with the women of this town?”



“H-He’s a frightening monster! He claims to be the incarnation of this planet’s power of nature given flesh, and each time he appears, he threatens us with a huge natural calamity unless we give him a girl for him to take as sacrifice!”



“He’s been doing this for a year, and he’s taken 99 girls… so I take it he’s been coming and going about every three days?” said Trunks, “I underestimated him because his power was nothing to write home about, but I’ve never encountered that kind of ability before! I won’t even know if my full power Final Flash would be able to hurt him while he’s got that vibration power of his going…”



“E-Each time he takes a girl, she is reduced to a female eel creature not unlike him,” said Doma, the village elder’s son-in-law-to-be, “I-I couldn’t bear to have my dear Laine be reduced to such a horrible form!”



“A hundred girls as sacrifices… If I had to guess, he’s planning some sort of ascension,” said Piccolo, “he’s probably sucking out their life essence so that he can attain this ‘godhood’ that he mentioned.”



“G-God?! What kind of god bullies innocent people like this? This’s just the most disgusting way to treat a lady!” yelled Pan, “Trunks, we came for the Dragon Ball, but we can’t let this crap slide!”



“You’re right. I doubt he’d pose a threat on any kind of widespread scale outside of this planet even if he gets his 100th sacrifice as he demanded, but this kind of monstrous behavior can't go on!" said Trunks, "Plus, after he showed me up like that I’m just itching to put a sock in his mouth!”



“Y-You three want to help us?” said the village elder anxiously, “But are you sure? You saw what Zunama’s shockwaves were able to do… the only reason we even escaped erasure last time is because he was hibernating this winter after the 99th sacrifice and when he came, a mysterious orb fell out of the sky and landed on his head! We tied him in ropes and threw him in the river, but he just came back a week later! W-We were desperate, so we even had my sweet Laine keep the orb on her as a good-luck charm, but it hasn’t borne any sort of fruit…”



“That’s not a good luck charm, sir, it’s called a Dragon Ball!” said Trunks, “Gather all seven and you can be granted any wish!”



“E-Even getting rid of Zunama?” said Laine, “I-I couldn’t bear to be apart from my beloved Doma, let alone turned into an eel creature like him! Please, I’ll do anything, just please save us!”



“Then the arrangements are simple,” said Piccolo, “we’ll help get rid of Zunama for your village. In return, you give us the Dragon Ball. From the looks of it… it seems to be the six-star variation.”



“Piccolo-san! You have a plan to defeat Zunama, then?” asked Trunks, “I’d do it myself, but I honestly can’t think of a way to break through his shockwaves!”



Piccolo smirked faintly and said, “Oh, yes I do… But you won’t like it.”



A few hours later, Trunks found himself dressed in an alien wedding dress wearing a raven-haired wig with drag queen makeup applied on his face.



“JUST WHAT KIND OF PLAN IS THIS?!!” yelled Trunks angrily, “If Bra and Goten saw me like this right now, they’ll keep taunting me about it until we hit the grave!”



“I’m sorry Trunks, but you’re the only one in our group approximately the same height as an average female in this planet,” said Piccolo mockingly, “and my race of Namekians have no gender distinction; we are hermaphroditic people who reproduce asexually.”



“It’s pretty fitting on you Trunks, you make drag look real convincing! You should do it more often,” said Pan deviously, “I’m almost jealous of how preeeeeeetttty you look.”



“Grrr….”



“And here’s these two bottles as a backup plan,” said Piccolo as he materialized a couple of bottles, “knowing the scale of that Zunama creature, this village likely isn’t the only one he terrorized. The reason he only took female sacrifices from here must be because as an embodiment of this planet’s natural forces of sorts, he’s bound by some kind of spiritual contract to the volcano he was released from. Like a wandering spirit transfixed on a particular place of interest in his previous life, if you will.”



“So I just slip these in his food, then?” said Trunks.



“Yes. One of them is a vial of alcohol to have him loosen up so he’ll let his guard down,” said Piccolo, “and the other is a truth serum. Most transformation processes are reversible, so if you can manage to sneak the truth serum into his food, you may be able to get him to reverse the process of eel transformation that he performed on those girls.”



“H-He said some shit about how he wanted a pure virgin maiden sacrifice, didn’t he? W-What if he comes at me… you know, sexually?”



“I trust that you’ll be able to put up a convincing enough act to feed him the two bottles before that can happen,” said Piccolo, “I have only the highest expectations of the former president of Capsule Corp.”



“I-I just know you’re getting a laugh out of watching me suffer…”



The next day, Zunama came to the village as he promised. Trunks had spent the night practicing making his voice sound high-pitched, and somehow or other fooled Zunama into taking him into his volcano hideout without a hitch.



“T-This place is magnificent, my lord! Just what I’d expect of the future god of this planet! Ho ho ho!” said Trunks, clearly straining himself to sound feminine.



Zunama began stretching and tickling his whiskers, saying “The time of ascension will come soon… I just know it! I-I can’t wait any longer, I will have my meal-“



Just as Zunama said this, Trunks deftly took out a kitchen knife and a pot and said, “B-Before you partake on giving me the honor of being able to offer myself as sacrifice, m’lord, allow me to prepare you a feast! You can’t let such a momentous occasion come by without a good and satisfying meal! I-I was a bride in the making, and I’m quite confident in my cooking skills!”



“Heh… Very well, feel free to use the food I have in storage to cook me up a feast. I’ll wait for you on the bed. Make me the bed and breakfast of a lifetime, you knocker, you!”



“You just wait, you overgrown fish lipped freak,” mumbled Trunks to himself, “I’ll be the one having your eel ass for dinner after I’m done with you!”



Trunks used what little cooking skills he had to cook Zunama up a feast, and poured extremely potent vodka all over Zunama’s roasted duck dish. Before long, Zunama was drunk as a skunk and said, “L-Laine, was it? I-I’m feeling… kind of out of it,” said Zunama, “how about we get you undressssshy????”



Zunama took out his four foot wide tongue out of his large mouth and licked Trunks’ face, causing his makeup to be wiped off.



“Huh? I don’t remember your face lookin’ so sharp before…” said Zunama as Trunks revealed his true colors and cut off his left whisker with the kitchen knife he used to cut his food, at which point Trunks took off the wig and said, “That’s because I’m a man! Zunama, you do remember me from the day before, don’t you?”



“Y-You! It’s you, the purple haired brat that was with that caped green fellow! Where is my sacrifice?!”



“The sacrifice you speak of is in the village, and as a Saiyan and the granddaughter of the Tenkaichi Budokai champion, I won’t let you hurt any more girls!” said Pan, as she revealed that in the middle of Zunama’s drunken stupor, she, Doma and Piccolo snuck into the volcano hideout.



“Y-You four! You’d best be ready to die for what you’ve pulled!” yelled Zunama furiously as he shook his whisker, causing the volcano to erupt, “I’ll bury you all in lava and go on to take my prize at the village!”



“That’s what you think! Piccolo-san, take this!” yelled Trunks as he turned Super Saiyan and burned off his drag disguise with his aura before throwing the bottle of truth serum to Piccolo.



“Fools! I’ll just vaporize that, too!” said Zunama as he got ready to vibrate his whisker, at which point Trunks grabbed it with both his hands and said, “Ha! It’s as I thought, you need both your whiskers to produce vibrations fast enough to reduce objects to molecules. But with only one whisker, a strong enough grip like mine can keep your whisker in place! Your ability is useless now!”



“No! No! Nooooo!!!!!” yelled Zunama as he was forced to ingest the truth serum while Trunks vaporized the lava outside the volcano, nullifying the damage and forcing him to reveal that all he wanted all along was to just become human. He sucked the life force out of the ninety-nine girls he had kidnapped, but not anywhere near enough to drain their vital Ki supply. He fessed up and said that once he was able to become human and escape the eel body he’d despised, he was actually going to turn the girls back to normal. His whole façade about being a divine being was a complete farce, and he was merely a low-class Mazoku from the Demon Realm anchored to the body of a large eel.



The team took Zunama back to the village, where they explained the reasoning for Zunama’s misdeeds. Zunama complied with turning the girls back to normal, and said that all he needed to turn human was a kiss on the lips from a young woman. Laine refused, wanting to be faithful to her fiancée Doma, at which point Trunks vindictively grabbed hold of Pan’s head.



“W-Wait, Trunks, I never said okay to-“



“Remember Pan, he needs a kiss on the lips from a young woman! He’s already gotten kisses from the other 99 girls in the village, you’re the only one that fits the bill!” said Trunks fiendishly as he forced Pan to make contact with Zunama’s eel lips. Zunama went from an ugly eel creature to an equally ugly humanoid mortal, at which point he used a curtain to make himself a makeshift robe and said, “Thank you! Thank you so much! I-I’m finally human! Wait for me girls, Daddy Zunama is comin’ for ya!!”



Zunama took off into the distance, happy as a child in a candy store. Trunks and Pan were both completely out of things to say, and muttered,



“I-I really don’t think he’d stand any better chance with the ladies than he did in his previous form…”



“Yuck! I had to give him mouth to mouth for this?!”



The village elder walked up to the three heroes and said, “Thank you so much, youngsters. Here is the magic orb that you requested.”



Just as the elder was about to hand Trunks the six-star Dragon Ball, Doma jumped in their way and grabbed the Dragon Ball and jumped fifty feet away.



“Hey! What’s the big idea?!” yelled Pan, “Wait… You suddenly raised your Ki, and it feels completely different from the other people here! Tell me who you really are, mister!”



“Hehehehe… it appears you’ve finally caught onto my deception,” said “Doma,” “the real Doma brat is at the base of the volcano, detained by my fellow Para Para Brothers. I would have just stolen the Dragon Ball sooner, but the Namekian just had to split himself into two bodies to watch over it, so I had to maintain this disguise until the opportunity presented itself. We will meet again soon enough. Until then, goodbye!”


The evildoer transformed into his real form of a blue-skinned, browless alien and flew into the distance, where he was joined by his two comrades. They vanished before anybody could snatch the Dragon Ball back from them…





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Chapter 7: The Lord Lood War, Part I





A few hours after the mysterious stranger that identified himself as one of the “Para Para Brothers” took off with the six-star Ultimate Dragon Ball, Trunks and the others were giving chase to the thieves in outer space.



“Piccolo-san, can’t we catch up to them any faster than this?” asked Trunks, “we have their signal on the Super Dragon Radar, don’t we?”



"Yeah, Piccolo-san! Kaiba said this spaceship was state of the art! It’s supposed to rival Saiyan spaceships in speed!” said Pan, “so why is that ugly mushroom looking thing outspeeding us everywhere?”



“I should’ve figured this would happen sometime,” said Piccolo, “although the Attack Balls ridden by the Saiyans and Freeza’s men were incredibly fast for their time, Dr. Brief was able to build a spaceship exceeding their speed with reverse engineering, decades ago. It appears that after the death of the universal emperor Freeza, various planets in the cosmos have managed to get their hands on his empire’s technology… and improved upon it in the time since. This spaceship simply can’t keep up with their speed!”



“Grr… my father told me that when Freeza came to Earth looking for revenge in his cyborg body, I- or at least, the future me, made short work of him! Is their technology so advanced?” moaned Trunks, “#18-san is a cyborg too, and I would’ve definitely beat her as a child if I weren’t stuck in a weird costume with Goten!”



“Technological advancements progress differently in differing directions,” said Piccolo, “Gero’s specialty simply wasn’t space travel. But you raise an interesting point, Trunks. If their spaceship is so advanced, then it stands to reason that whoever is commanding them could have up their sleeve a robotic menace beyond our imagination.”



“B-Beyond our imagination?!” said Pan nervously, “D-Do you mean we might come across something scarier than the Majin Boo that blew up the Earth?”



“The important thing right now is to catch up to them! Trunks, I see asteroids up ahead! Get outside in your spacesuit and blast them out of our way, or they’ll outmaneuver us and leave us stuck trying to skirt our way out of the range of those rocks!”



“Got it, Piccolo-san!” said Trunks as he put on a spacesuit and turned Super Saiyan, after which he stood on top of OctoPUS 9000 and formed a barrier surrounding his body.



Piccolo then said telepathically, “Now, Trunks! They’ve begun to lead us within range of the rocks! Destroy only the ones in our way, and make sure to leave the rocks impeding their pathway intact!”



“I’ve got it! Haaaa!” said Trunks as he shot a series of finger beams while making sure the Para Para Brothers’ pathway was properly impeded by asteroids blocking their way, allowing the trio to slowly but steadily catch up to the dastardly thieves.



“D-Dammit!” said Dan Para, the medium-sized brother of the three, “Whoever is commanding that inferior Earth spaceship, he’s good! That other Earthling is precisely blasting away rocks in their way while preventing us from making our escape!”



“D-Despite our spaceship being more advanced, at this rate they’ll catch up! What do we do, Bon Para?” asked Son Para, the shortest of the three.



“Don’t worry, if they can catch up to us with obstacles blocking their path in a straightforward fashion, then we just have to up the ante!” said Bon Para, the largest and apparent leader of the three, “Central computer! Activate Function Log Pose! How far are we from Planet Bihe?”



“Planet Bihe is within 100,000 Kilometers to the southwest! Calculating odds of pursuing spaceship escaping the environment of Bihe…”



“This should be good.” Said Bon Para.



“0.00000000012%! Odds of pursuers escaping Planet Bihe calculated at 0. 00000000012%!”



"It’s a good thing the scientists of Mutchi Motchi-sama have mapped out the known universe,” said Bon Para, “central computer! Head to Planet Bihe, at maximal speed, now!”



“Affirmative.”



The mushroom-shaped spaceship quickly changed directions to the southwest, and headed toward a large asteroid-looking planet



“S-Shit! I didn’t expect them to change directions so fast,” said Trunks, “but at least the asteroid problem has been taken care of, and it seems they’re not making any last-minute direction changes! Piccolo-san, do you want me to get back in the ship?”



“We’re not out of the woods yet, Trunks,” replied Piccolo telepathically, “stay outside for the time being, but suppress your Ki so that you don’t eat up too much oxygen! Stay in Super Saiyan mode, though, as they may still have tricks up their sleeve!”



“Why does Trunks get to do all the cool stuff? I want to smash some rocks open, too!”



“This is no time to complain, Pan! They seem to be slowing down! Trunks, prepare to blast their ship, but not strong enough to obliterate it or otherwise leave the three to suffocate in space!”



“Got it, Piccolo-san! It’d be a drag to try to find the Dragon Ball in the middle of some space debris anyway,” said Trunks as he took a breath and flared up an aura at 50% of his maximum strength, at which point the Para Para Brothers’ mushroom-shaped spaceship suddenly sped up and went inside Planet Bihe at its highest possible speed.



“T-This fast?!” said Piccolo, “Are they risking crashing into the inside of that planet just to evade our pursuit?!”



“C-Crap! Now I can’t see where they are at all, Piccolo-san! I-I can’t just blow up this whole planet, then we’d kill them for sure, and I don’t even know if the Dragon Ball will survive an attack so massive!”



“I’ve no choice but to use this Super Radar!” said Piccolo as he split himself into two bodies, one zooming in on the other Ultimate Dragon Ball’s signal.



“The way this radar is showing the signal, it looks like they’re going in all directions, zigzaggy and squiggly! I can’t read them at all, Piccolo-san!” said Pan.



“A-And they’re still managing to speed up at the highest possible velocity! Damn it! We’ve been had!” said Piccolo, “They managed to lead us into an environment where their technological advancement made all the difference! We’ve lost them!”



The Para Para Brothers were dancing in joy as their ship, on autopilot, deftly escaped the treacherous labyrinth of Planet Bihe.



"Ha! Hahahahaha!” laughed all three brothers, “Their ship was never a match for the state-of-the-art technology of Planet Lood! Now we’ll deliver the ball straight to Lord Mutchi Motchi and claim our prize!”



Within hours, the Para Para Brothers, having evaded the pursuit of the Dragon Trio, landed on Planet Lood and headed for Mutchi Motchi’s castle. There, a band of Mutchi Motchi’s followers were chanting an ominous chant, while Mutchi Motchi was whipping followers of his.



“Fools! I’ve given you all more than a week and access to one of the universe’s most advanced spaceships, and you’ve still found no Dragon Ball?!” fumed the angry, masked and merciless cult leader.



“L-Lord Mutchi Motchi, please give us another chance! W-We’ll bring you all seven if you just give us but a year -“



“A year?! A year?!!!” screamed Mutchi Motchi, “Where you’ll be going, you’ll have eternity to regret your mistake!!”



Mutchi Motchi strangled all of his veritably worthless followers as they lied kneeling at his heel using his whip, and then flashed a ray of light from his eye and turned them all into dolls.



“Now, these useless cretins who were no use to our Lord, Lood-sama’s cause… shall have eternal bliss in joining the Lord and master, the Hakaishin Lood-sama!!”



As Mutchi Motchi said this, he psionically levitated the shrunken dolls and put them inside a tube that led to their idol statue, at which point they turned into specks of light and were absorbed inside.



“Lood-sama is joyed to accept our offering!” said Mutchi Motchi as the Para Para Brothers nervously walked up to him, muttering to each other, “B-Bon Para, are you sure this is okay? W-With Mutchi Motchi-sama’s temper, do you not think he might… you know, say our offering isn’t good enough and turn us to dolls too?”



“Y-Yeah, that’s right! You think maybe we should hightail it and come back when we have at least three of them?” said Dan Para.



“I-Idiots! It hasn’t even been ten days since the grand oracle foretold of the fact that the Ultimate Dragon Balls were scattered around Universe 7,” said Bon Para, “if we end up taking a month or two to get some of the other Dragon Balls, others might beat us to the rest! Leave it to me, I can take care of this.”



“M-Mutchi Motchi-sama, we Para Para Brothers are proud to humbly present this offering!” said Bon Para as he knelt down to give Mutchi Motchi the six-star Dragon Ball.



“Ho… this is indeed the Dragon Ball I told you would be found on the planet I sent you three to,” said Mutchi Motchi, “but where is the other Dragon Ball possessed by the three who left off from Earth? The oracle foretold that they would have procured their first ball before they’d cross paths with you.”



“T-They had another Dragon Ball?!” stammered Bon Para nervously, “I-I didn’t know that! If I had, I’d have paralyzed them with our Para Para Dance and raided their ship-“



“YOU INCOMPETENT LITTLE WORMS!!” yelled Mutchi Motchi, “You mean you let the other Dragon Ball escape your grasp?! Where are those three?!!!”



“I-In Planet Bihe, sir! But the whelp that was with the Namekian had a huge level of power, and would make a great offering to our Lord Lood, sir!”



“Yes, I am aware. The oracle described him as the warrior of legend,” said Mutchi Motchi, “I am tempted to dump you three in that tube and have you join Lood-sama as our newest sacrifice, but in light of the fact that you have brought home the six-star Dragon Ball, I will offer just one chance! Kill the girl that is among them, incapacitate the Super Saiyan and the Namekian, and bring them both to me with their other Dragon Ball in hand! If you succeed at this task, you will live to see Lood-sama’s resurrection at my side.”



“I-It would be our great honor, sire! We will leave off for Bihe right away!”



The Para Para Brothers handed Mutchi Motchi the Dragon Ball and set their coordinates to Planet Bihe, where Piccolo and Trunks were fighting off giant worms that were infesting the beehive-like planet of mazes.



“S-Shit! There’s too many of them!” said Trunks, “And they’re really pretty sturdy! We could just split up and beat them all at full power, but I’m afraid Pan might not be able to defend our ship!”



“In that case, I have a plan.” Said Piccolo as he took off his weights, powered up and raised his right hand, “This is an attack I learned from watching the Evil Majin Boo! Demon Assault Rain!!!”



Piccolo raised his power to the highest possible extent and then shot innumerable blasts from his palm that rained a downpour of Ki bullets on each of the Muma worms that were within the Planet Bihe, cracking their protective shells and leaving them injured.



“Huff…. Hufff…” said Piccolo, tired from expending his energy, “Now, Trunks! Repeat my attack after me!”



“Alright! Die Die Missile Barrage!!!”



Trunks raised both his hands and sent a number of tracking bullets from his palms to deal the finishing blow to the Muma worms, returning to his normal state afterwards.



“I guess that takes care of them, but we let them escape, Piccolo-san! They could be god knows where in the universe by now!”



“No, they’ll definitely be back,” said Piccolo, “remember, they forgot to take into account that we had a second Dragon Ball that we found on the giant planet.”



“T-That’s right! They won’t just let us starve to death here, because if we were to die, we could just destroy this whole planet with the Dragon Ball! They’d much sooner come here for the Dragon Ball than go finding the rest in space!”



“So we play dead or something until they get here, Piccolo-san?” said Pan as she stepped out of the spaceship.



“Not dead, but it’s probably best that we revitalize one of these worms to give them the impression that we’re distracted from fighting it,” said Piccolo, “now’s as good of a time as any to use this!”



Piccolo took out a Senzu from a bag that he fetched at Karin’s Tower on Earth before taking off on the journey, in which there were four beans. He fed one to the smallest Muma worm that was attacking them, before splitting in two.



“My main body will stay inside the ship, recuperating! I used one of our very limited Senzu to put this plan in motion, so you have to make this count!” said Piccolo as he headed inside the spaceship, “Trunks, Pan! Do some superficial damage on my clone, and then suppress your Ki enough that you two seem fatigued!”



“Got it!” said the two partial Saiyans as they blasted the clone Piccolo before then blasting themselves lightly to give the impression that they were banged up, at which point they started fighting the Muma worm in earnest. Before long, the mushroom spaceship belonging to the Para Para Brothers made its way near their location.



“Ha! Haha! It appears they beat most of the Muma worms, but the last one has them cornered! This is our chance! Move in, Son Para and Dan Para! This job will be easier than we thought!” commanded Bon Para, as the three suppressed themselves and snuck inside OctoPUS 9000. Once there, however, the real Piccolo knocked all three of them out swiftly and tied them in Katchin-ko infused ropes.



“It’s a good thing I kept in occasional contact with the two Kaioshin-sama the past fifteen years,” said Piccolo, “Trunks! Pan! Finish up with that thing!”



“We will! Big Bang Attack!” said Trunks as he flared up his aura in his normal state.



“Masenko!!” yelled Pan as her blast combined with Trunks’ Big Bang Attack defeated the last Muma worm, at which point Piccolo reunited with his cloned self and took the three miscreants out of OctoPUS 9000.



“P-Piccolo-san, they’re not waking up…” said Pan, “We’re not feeding them all Senzus too, are we?”



“Don’t joke, those are the only ones Karin could harvest on short notice. If I were intending to waste them, I’d have given you two the beans earlier in the journey.”



“Let me beat them senseless until they wake up from the pain! Don’t worry, I won’t kill them.” Said Trunks as he rolled up his sleeve.



“Don’t get carried away, Trunks,” said Piccolo, “you may not realize it, but we’ve both wasted a fair amount of stamina fighting those worms. A smarter use of the time we have before the three wake up would be spent recuperating. Pan, go inside their spaceship and see if there’s any food or water there! Since we’ve subdued them, we may as well take their food as well.”



“Got it!” said Pan as she flew inside their mushroom-shaped spaceship along with Gill, at which point the central computer read, “Planet Lood, 1.3 light years from present location” in an alien language.



“W-What does this say? Gill, can you read this?”



“Planet Lood, 1.3 light years from present location! Our location at present is Planet Bihe!”



“Planet Lood? Is that where they’re from?” said Pan as she read aloud what was on the monitor. The central computer then replied, “Affirmative! Planet Lood is the destination! Closing doors and actuating flight in 3-2-“



“W-What?! I-I didn’t tell you to do this!!!”



Before Pan could do anything in her fatigued state, the mushroom-shaped spaceship went on autopilot and went straight for Planet Lood.



“Wh-Wha?!!!” yelled Pan as the spaceship quickly escaped Bihe’s atmosphere and sped so fast, Pan was paralyzed motionless on the ground, before the spaceship then entered a zero-gravity state.



“Initiating artificial gravity field. Stabilizing to 2G in 5-4-3-2-“



“Yowch!” said Pan as she then fell on her bottom along with Gill, at which point the spaceship’s autopilot went silent and did a logistics analysis before her eyes, displaying a series of statistics that she couldn’t understand.



“Geez, all of this stuff is in moonspeak to me,” said Pan, “I-I’ve been stranded away from Trunks and Piccolo-san! I-I’m not going to be a lost child out in space, am I? Gill, you’re made of machine, you connect to this ship’s computer and figure something out!”



Pan tried and failed to insert Gill into the spaceship’s power source, and while rummaging through the ship’s various buttons found herself plunging into the garbage compartment as the floor below her opened up.



“Owww…. This stuff is just nasty! Great, I’m gonna be stranded out in Planet Lood!”



Meanwhile, at Planet Bihe Trunks stared absent-mindedly into space observing where Pan left off on the mushroom-shaped spaceship and said, “Uh-oh… there’s definitely no catching up to that speed, especially with this planet sized maze obstructing us. Piccolo-san, you don’t think we’ve made a huge mistake sending Pan off, do you?”



“Hmph. Don’t worry, I have another plan,” said Piccolo, “interrogating these three will not be necessary, and we can get the rest we need while on our own ship.”



“Really? What is it?”



“It’s simple. These three don’t have the Dragon Ball on them, and the six-star Dragon Ball they took from us earlier is likely closer to our present location than to any other Dragon Ball. If the other ones were closer, I’d wager they’d have made a detour there to get as many Dragon Balls as possible since us starving to death would take many days.”



“I-I see! So we just need to find the nearest Ultimate Dragon Ball on the Super Radar!”



“Exactly right. These three may prove useful in possibly infiltrating their lair or in finding more information about them, so we’ll take them with us! Trunks, suppress your Ki and have yourself a full course meal! We may be in for another big battle like on Planet Imegga!”



“You don’t have to tell me twice! Let’s go!”



Trunks and Piccolo zoomed in on the six-star Dragon Ball’s location, Planet Lood, and gave chase to the mushroom-shaped spaceship.



Within hours, Pan and Gill landed on Planet Lood, at which point the mushroom-shaped spaceship shut down, having exhausted its fuel supply from two round trips to Planet Bihe and back.



“Great, now we can’t even use the autopilot to make it back to that big worm planet…”



“Gill! Gill! Dragon Ball found in direction of the south! 90 kilometers is the approximate distance!”



“Oh well, while I’m here I might as well find the six-star Dragon Ball those Para Para munchkins stole. Guide the way, Gill! It’s about time I get some action!”



Pan grabbed Gill and took off straight for the direction of the six-star Dragon Ball, while making sure to keep her power suppressed because she knew all too well what announcing her presence could lead to. The Dragon Ball’s signal, which they found to be contained in an archaic looking castle where legions of hooded followers of Lood were dancing around encircling a fire, was next to a large statue.



“There! I see the Dragon Ball!” said Pan, giving away her location.





Two Mutchi Motchi guards with swords surrounded her, at which point Pan flared up an aura and knocked them both out. She then pointed her hand out toward the crowd of Lood followers and let out a soft Kiai, which knocked most of them out.



Pan then landed near Mutchi Motchi and said, “That six-star Dragon Ball is mine! Didn’t your momma tell you stealing is wrong?”



“Fool, the Dragon Ball is but an offering to the great Lord God of Destruction Lood-sama! You’ll be in grave error to think that your intrusion will be forgiven! It is perhaps too much of an honor that you will be integrated into our lord and master Lood-“



As Mutchi Motchi was in the process of rambling, Pan had already grabbed the six-star Dragon Ball and was in the process of leaving.



“Y-You! Insolent worm, take this!” yelled Mutchi Motchi as he threw his whip in the direction of Pan, who blasted it with a one-handed blast. The whip did not even falter from her blast however, and quickly pinned her down into the ground.



“W-What is this?! Is this whip… alive?!”



"Yes. However, you soon won’t be,” said Mutchi Motchi as he then chanted, “enyaka yaka yaka Lood-sama-sama… Enyaka yaka yaka Lood-sama-sama…”



This chant activated the giant statue, which then levitated the whip ensnaring Pan and zapped her with a powerful, electric ray. Pan was instantly shrunken into a 5-inch long doll of her likeness.



“F-Fuhuhuhuhu! We may have not captured the Super Saiyan or the Namekian yet, but this hostage will serve as an excellent distraction to capture them as an offering to Lood-sama-“



Again while Mutchi Motchi was in the process of rambling, Piccolo and Trunks arrived and blitzed Mutchi Motchi.



“The Dragon Ball is here, and this statue contains within it a number of life energies. I’d wager this is the pinnacle of this planet’s technology that I predicted would be here,” said Piccolo.



“We’ve got you now, you hooded, self-indulgent prick! Where is Pan?!”



“I-I’m right here, Trunks! C-Can’t you guys hear me?!” thought Pan to herself, still sentient despite being reduced to a doll.



“Feh! It’s only all the more convenient for me that you’re both here! Lood-sama, we present you your greatest meal yet!!” yelled Mutchi Motchi as he had Lood’s statue shoot another ray at Piccolo and Trunks, which they easily avoided. It instead struck the three Para Para Brothers that Trunks and Piccolo brought with them, turning them into dolls, which Piccolo then threw in the tube to observe Lood’s change afterward.



“It’s as I thought. The life energy contained within the statue went up by a far greater amount than the combined Ki of those three. Trunks, go Super Saiyan, now! If we are hit by that ray and either of us ends up absorbed, we’ll have a major problem on our hands!”



“Got it! Haaa!”


Trunks turned Super Saiyan and then spent a few seconds powering up to full power, at which point Mutchi Motchi took the opportunity to attack him from behind with a ray gun. Trunks was knocked back, but then said, “Pfft! Surprise attack or not, you can’t hurt the legendary Super Saiyan with that pitiful attack! We’ll sadly have to torture Pan’s location out of you, but after that this statue is toast!”


Left with little he can call an option, Mutchi Motchi pressed a button which released a 15-foot tall robotic lion out of the ceiling.



“This is my precious prototype robotic chimera machine mutant Lelon! Your fates are sealed-“



Before Mutchi Motchi could even finish his sentence, Trunks and Piccolo blasted the lion into a thousand pieces.



“N-No way! In that case-“



Desperate, Mutchi Motchi threw his sentient whip at Trunks, which then latched onto him and zapped him with a billion-volt electric shock. Piccolo tried to free Trunks, only to feel the shock as well.



In the middle of this distraction, Mutchi Motchi grabbed Pan’s doll form, kicked Gill away from her, and fled.



Trunks was still ensnared by the sentient whip, at which point he took a deep breath and said, “I-I’m tired of this stupid crap!!! HAAA!!!”



Trunks mustered all of his Ki and greatly enlarged his muscles, first entering Grade 2 of the regular Super Saiyan level before then going into Grade 3, allowing him to break free from the whip’s hold.



“Trunks! You can use the enhancements of Super Saiyan?”



“My dad told me about my future self’s mistakes so I wouldn’t repeat them. I was curious if I could manage the same feat, so I spent a day or two practicing these forms. They’re not good for much and drain too much Ki, but raw power was all I needed to break out,” said Trunks as he then reverted to his normal Super Saiyan state.



“Fuhuhuhuh… not bad,” said the sentient whip as it then changed forms into a yellow, feral looking creature with red sclera.



“I am Mutchi, the high priest of the Hakaishin Lord Lood! I shall be your opponent.”







“H-He’s got a massive Ki!” said Trunks nervously as the battle was about to commence…







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Chapter 8: The Lord Lood War, Part II



The transformed Mutchi started flailing his whip-like arm appendages at Trunks and Piccolo with rapidly increasing speed.

“He’s starting slow, but his whip-arms are speeding up fast! Is he just toying with us until we run out of stamina?” yelled Trunks as he struggled to avoid Mutchi’s rapid whiplash swings.

“There’s no way to know! His moves are too fast, I can’t find an opening to read his mind!” replied Piccolo, “For now, just don’t make any hasty moves! Remember, that statue increases dramatically in power even with the weakest of absorbees added to its system!”

“Meaning if either one of us ends up absorbed, we’re done for…”

“If we have one advantage, it’s the advantage of numbers! Not only did we recover fully on the trip here, but the strain of concentrating on each of our movements while ensuring that his two whips stay coordinated may wear him out in time!” yelled Piccolo, “For now, don’t get carried away and try to attack him head-on! That may be what he wants, so he can counterattack at close range!”

“Hehehehe… You sure do a lot of thinking as you fight, don’t you?” said Mutchi, “Well, I hope your plan works out for you. Hehehehe….”

For several minutes, Mutchi kept the two at bay while whipping at every corner of the building, leveling the walls and making the setting evening sun visible.

“Now, Trunks!” said Piccolo via telepathy, “I’ve gotten used to his attacking pattern, I shall be the decoy! Attack him while you’re shouldering the setting sun on your back!”

“R-Right! His movements are so complex, if we can read his attack and cause it to backfire, and blind him as icing on the cake, he’s through!”

Trunks then concentrated all of his power and raised his Ki to the highest possible extent.



“Here goes!” yelled Trunks as he began to charge a two-handed Ki ball into his palms and then let Piccolo take the lead.

“Hyaaaah!!” yelled Piccolo as he charged Mutchi head-on and then backed away immediately as Mutchi’s whips both targeted one of his legs, stepping on Mutchi’s two whip-hands at the same time afterwards.

“You’re through! Haaaaah!!” yelled Trunks as he then charged Mutchi shouldering the evening sun intending to blast him to bits at close range, at which point the entire floor quaked, and the collapsed wall and all the tiles of the floor fell on Trunks at once while he was flying toward Mutchi.

“Gaaaaah!!!” yelled Trunks as he was immediately immobilized, “S-So this was what you were after!!”

“Hehehehehe… I thought I said earlier, I noticed you two do a lot of thinking as you fight. But that’s the thing with people who think too much. Once they’ve got you figured out, they never stop to consider that you have another trump card up your sleeve. I knew going after one of you was risky when the other could attack me, so I started small and went after the floor tiles.”

“A-And you waited for just the right moment to reveal your trump card…” said Piccolo as he grimaced when his right leg, the one he used to step on Mutchi’s two whip-arms began to wither into a darkened, lifeless husk.

“P-Piccolo-san! Y-Your leg!”

“T-This is nothing,” said Piccolo as he tore off his right leg and then regenerated it, “but now we know we can’t try to subdue him carelessly. Making contact with his limbs will siphon our Ki supply.”

“T-This is bad! And we have the robot that turns people to dolls to worry about!!”

As Trunks and Piccolo were struggling with their formidable adversary, Motchi, still carrying Pan’s shrunken doll form, had reached the central monitor room of the Lood Empire.

“H-Hehehehehe… Mutchi-sama, you are just the greatest! I knew that they were no match for you,” said Motchi, “but Lood derives his power to the highest possible extent once he has reached Level 2! If we’re going to have the Super Saiyan and that pesky Namekian absorbed into Lood, we definitely need to save them for after we’ve had Lood ascend!”

“M-Mutchi Motchi-sama!!” yelled a large crowd of followers, “We’ve lost contact with our brethren from Quadrant A! What has become of them? Were the sacrifices we brought from the Western Galaxy not enough?”

“Oh, about that…” said Motchi as he took off his cloak and said, “They are currently involved in the affairs of Mutchi-sama, my master! But don’t worry, the sick and elderly among them will soon be fully revitalized once they are inserted into Lood -“

“Sir! But I thought it was blasphemy to utter Lood-sama’s name without an honorific! A-And were the seven Dragon Balls not required for Lood-sama’s resurrection as well?”

“Heh… Hehehehehehe…” said Motchi as he smirked fiendishly, “Oops, I’ve let the cat out of the bag.”

“C-Cat out of the bag?!” yelled the once-devout followers, “Y-You’ve lied to us?!”

“Ha! Hahahahaha! There’s no point in hiding it anymore, so I will tell you! Your ‘Lord’ Lood is no god, he is but a machine mutant foretold in the Oracle’s fortunes, an invincible cluster of cells that survived two heat deaths of the universe itself, reanimated by Machine Mutant technology!”

“A-A machine mutant?!!! Then… this entire religion you’ve amassed – “

“Yes! It was but a farce so that all of this galaxy and the neighboring galaxies’ mightiest fighters may be gathered at one place, to bring Lood to his fullest potential!” yelled Motchi deviously, “Sadly, it did appear that after the disbanding of the Freeza Force and after Majin Boo and Babidi’s deaths there were only so many great fighters we could add to Lood’s system, but they did bring Lood to level 1 and then some!”

“A-And then some?!!! You don’t mean – “

“Yes! Once you and the other fighters gathered at Quadrant A are absorbed into Lood, his transition into Level 2 will be complete!!”



“Damn you!! Damn you!!!”

“Just consider it an honor that your lives will be forfeit to bring my Mochan people back to life!!!” yelled Motchi as he took out a remote, zapping the followers gathered in the floor below him and turning each and every one of them into dolls.

“Heh… Hehehehehe… That went smoothly enough,” said Motchi as he seated himself into a chair to observe Mutchi’s battle with Trunks and Piccolo, “this monitor will serve to show me the perfect opening to turn either or even both of them into dolls while Mutchi-sama has his way with them. Just one press of this remote, and Lood shall enter Level 3 before the night falls!”

“T-Trunks! Piccolo-san! You can’t let that guy win!” thought Pan to herself while still gripped tightly into Motchi’s left hand.

“Huff… Huff…” panted Trunks as he wiped some blood off his cheek, “He’s not even going slow anymore, at this rate our stamina will deplete before we get a good hit on him and finish him off…”

“Yes, I’ve had to regenerate two limbs already,” said Piccolo via telepathy to avoid informing Mutchi of their thoughts, “but that gives me an idea.”

“You sure it’s going to work this time, Piccolo-san?” replied Trunks in his thoughts.

“Yes. I haven’t had the opening yet to read his mind, but the way he described his slick whip maneuver from before, I’d wager he’s already shown us all of his cards and is assured of his victory. That’s where we’ll strike.”

“B-But how? We’re weaker than we were when he got us last time, and our advantage in numbers is pretty meaningless when he can control the whole surrounding,” thought Trunks, “and even one opening means he’ll drain our energy!”

“Yes, we are weaker, and he’s gotten cockier,” said Piccolo through telepathy, “strategizing is more about how you use the cards you’re dealt, Trunks, not how many or how powerful the cards themselves are.”

“I-I don’t follow…”



“If he wants our energy, we’ll give it to him. He’s definitely targeted you the most, just like how a light-absorbing creature from the Darkness Planet would target you more for your abundant light energy. Just as he comes after you when he thinks I’ve gotten desperate and launched a reckless attack, you simply give me the rest of your light energy!”

“I-I see! But I should keep just enough that I don’t immediately turn back to normal?”

“Yes. If he notices that you’re out of power, he’ll just switch targets to me. This has to go just right…” said Piccolo as he backed up in front of Trunks, and then flared up a flight aura.

“NOW!!!”

“Haaaaaaah!!” yelled Trunks as he shot a slow-moving Ki wave at Mutchi, at which point Mutchi avoided it saying, “Hah! I can read your moves!”

Mutchi then grabbed Piccolo, who warped himself behind him, and then targeted Trunks with his other whip-hand.

“Ha! Hahahaha! This was all too easy!”

Piccolo then used his gigantification ability to have his upper body enlarge to 10 times its normal size, breaking out of Mutchi’s grip. He then used his enlarged mouth to consume Trunks’ energy donation whole, at which point he flipped over and elbowed Mutchi with a massively Ki-charged attack strengthened by his weight. Mutchi’s other whip-hand made contact with Trunks and made him revert to normal, but Mutchi being KO’d by Piccolo’s move caused the Ki absorption to cease immediately.

“Whew! That was one of the toughest fights I’ve had in years,” said Trunks as he wiped some sweat off his brow and grabbed a sword that had fallen off the walls that Mutchi kept slinging at the two. He then cut Mutchi’s whip-hands off and said, “that takes care of this pesky yellow lizard bastard.”

“Yes, now we must find where they’ve taken Pan. Since we can’t sense her Ki, it would seem she has either been drugged or turned into a doll like them…”

Just as Piccolo and Trunks were about to relax after a tough fight, the Lood statue suddenly let a glow out of its eyes and then shot a revitalizing ray out of its mouth at Mutchi’s unconscious body, and he woke up and restrained both Trunks and Piccolo with his severed whip-hands.

“D-Damn! I didn’t count on them being able to do this!” said Piccolo as he tried to break out, only to realize that the whip-hands were still sapping their energy.

“Shit! We should’ve just killed him when we had the chance!”

“Heh… heheheheh,” laughed Mutchi to himself as he levitated Trunks and Piccolo’s bodies closer to him, at which point he said, “now, Lood’s resurrection is all but complete! I shall give him the greatest and most delectable meal of them all – “

“Well, if there’s one weakness they both share, it’s that when things have gone their way, they can’t stop rambling,” said Piccolo to Trunks via telepathy, “and that gives me one last-ditch idea for a plan.”

“R-Really? What could get us out of this mess?”

“It’s simple. Although he’s managed to levitate his severed limbs, it doesn’t seem he can reattach them like Majin Boo, nor regenerate them immediately. He’s probably only able to manipulate them separately from his body when they’re detached, and his Ki absorption speed has gone way down compared to before! Trunks, you still have that sword, cut the whip restraining you and deal the fatal blow to Mutchi when he’s most assured of victory!”

“I-I see! You’re a genius, Piccolo-san! You’re just one ingenious plan after another!” thought Trunks as he pretended to have tasted complete and utter defeat.

“D-Dammit, I’m running out of Ki now,” said Trunks as dramatically as possible, “my vision’s blurring… I guess this is the end…”

“Ha! Hahahaha! Your Ki will go into reviving Lood, and he shall reach Level 3 one tier at a time!” said Mutchi as he brought Trunks and Piccolo’s ensnared bodies within reaching distance of the Lood statue.

“Now’s my chance!!” yelled Trunks as he turned Super Saiyan, instantly bolstering his strength enough to slice the whip restraining him before stabbing Mutchi right in the neck.

“Gwaaaaack!!” yelled Mutchi as the psychic grip restraining Piccolo expired along with his ebbing life, at which point Trunks cut his head off to ensure his demise.

“Heh, that was a good act you were able to pull,” said Piccolo as he wiped some sweat off his brow, “but sadly, the Ki taken by his whip-hands don’t appear to be returning to our bodies. We’ve lost quite a bit of stamina from fighting him.”

Suddenly, the Lood robot’s mouth opened to reveal a speaker function and broadcast Motchi’s voice, “M-Mutchi-sensei!! I-I swear I won’t let your sacrifice go in vain!!”

Just then, the Lood statue turned all of the Mutchi Motchi followers that Pan had knocked out earlier with a Kiai into dolls and shot another revitalizing ray at Mutchi’s corpse, giving him just barely enough life to have his whip-hands absorb the energy still remaining in his dismembered body, having it be absorbed directly into Lood.

“W-What the?!!!” yelled Trunks as the ground then began shaking, as the Lood statue cracked open like a walnut as Mutchi’s corpse completely disintegrated to a mass of energy, and all of the dolls in Quadrant A were absorbed into the statue along with Mutchi’s power. It morphed into a humongous, yellow and short-limbed robotic monster with the body proportions of an infant.

“Lood! Lood! Level 2 achieved! Lood!”

“T-This is bad! All the energy we’ve lost to Mutchi has been absorbed into that robot, along with the followers that were knocked unconscious!” said Piccolo, “And if my hunch is correct, that robot has probably added Mutchi’s Ki absorbing function to itself by integrating him!”

“S-So if we paused to eat the Senzu and get caught in his grip…”

“Yes. We’ll probably give him the opening to make himself even stronger. There’d be no stopping him.”

“This just can’t get any worse…”

Meanwhile, Motchi was frantically typing a passcode into the central computer, causing it to read, “contacting the Oracle. Transmission within range. Starting video call in 5-4-3-“

“I don’t have five seconds! Start communication already, damn it!”

“Hello, Mutchi Motchi… Or shall I say, Motchi of the Mocha planet! What is your emergency?” said the hooded figure holding a purplish-glowing crystal ball with a crimson, high-tech orb floating inside.

“Y-You said that if we assisted with your Lord Lood’s revival, both my and Mutchi-sama’s lives would be guaranteed! I even gave all of the sickly people who survived the Styxxan Plague on my planet as sacrifices for your little Machine Mutant cyborg!”

“Oh yes… I did promise that,” said the hooded figure, “but rejoice, for the life of your idol and master has gone to a much more grand and fulfilling purpose! The energy amassed by Lood shall bring into motion the revival of two of my most esteemed masterpieces!”

“M-Masterpieces?!! I thought that you were the Oracle, the all-seeing who discovered Lood’s core by accident! You-You promised me! That Lood’s power shall heal the sickly and ailing! That it will be the revival of my people!!”

“Hehehehehe… Did I say that? I suppose there’s no point in hiding things now that Lood has already reached his second stage, so I shall let you know who you’ve been serving before you meet your end,” said the “Oracle” as the screen suddenly faded into a gray, static blur before his form changed into a blue-skinned, visor wearing scientist with a bushy, orange beard, “I am the great Doctor Mu of the M2 Planet! Lood was but a prototype of mine to build the ultimate Machine Mutants through the energy it contains! The Styxxan Plague was but a nice trinket I acquired in Rild and my failed invasion of the Planet Styx, and it was easy to have a patrol robot spray it into Planet Mocha’s atmosphere.”

“Y-You! You tricked me!!” yelled Motchi heartbrokenly, “I-I’ve been dancing to your tune the whole time?!!!”

“Hehehehehe… Where there’s a crawler, there’s a runner above him, and there are the fliers who soar higher still. You’ve served your purpose, you can sulk there until the Saiyan and Namekian have been captured and when that happens, you four can all join the others inside Lood and provide for my two creations the ultimate power supply!!” yelled Mu nefariously as he tauntingly showed Motchi the same exact remote that he was using on the Lood followers, reminding him that his fate of being turned to a doll and eaten by Lood was inevitable.

Meanwhile, Trunks and Piccolo were trying and failing to deal any damage to the Lood robot.

“Huff… Huff…” panted Trunks as he stared at his torn gloves, with blood seeping out of the open wounds on his knuckles, “I can’t put a dent in this thing at all! I’ve been trying to conserve the Ki to turn Super Saiyan again, but it’s surprisingly fast! I can barely read it!”

“Yes, this could be our toughest battle yet on this journey thus far,” said Piccolo, “pausing to eat the Senzu will not be an option. At this point, there’s only one thing I can do.”



“W-What is it? Piccolo-san, y-you’re a genius, you must have a plan to beat this thing!”

“I’m returning you the favor of you giving me my energy. Make it count, Trunks,” said Piccolo as he mustered the last of his energy and then shot a mass of Ki at Trunks, dropping to the floor powerlessly afterwards.

“P-Piccolo-san!!!!” yelled Trunks as he grinded his teeth so hard that he bled from his lips, at which point Lood stomped on Piccolo’s motionless body and crushed him into a bloody mess.

“PICCOLO-SAN!!!!!” yelled Trunks at the top of his lungs as the Ki Piccolo donated reached his body, at which point he was revitalized enough to turn Super Saiyan again.

Mu then said over the monitor, “Feh! So the Namekian figured out that Lood was toying with them to ensure that we could capture them and absorb their group alive, eh? No matter, with his energy depleted he was no good for Lood anyway.”

Mu then pressed his remote, zapping Motchi as he spaced out in desperation and turning him into a doll. He then commanded Lood over the remote, “Lood! Absorb those two and any other follower that may be in doll form in this vicinity! You shall enter your mightiest form yet!!!”

“Lood! Lood! Transformation to Level 3, commencing!”

Lood then levitated Pan, Motchi and many other dolls scattered throughout the Lood planet and sucked them all in at lightning speed, entering Level 3 afterwards. He then heated up and entered a red form, before spitting out the six-star Dragon Ball from his mouth saying, “Foreign substance! No life energy usable in object!”

Trunks, biting his lip again so hard that his blood was dripping onto the ground, then said, “You can beat me up, you can even usurp control over my company. I can take care of all of that myself, I don’t need kid gloves. But when you make my friends sacrifice their lives for me, and make a plaything out of an entire planet for your selfish little purposes….”



Trunks then entered Grade 3 and yelled, “YOU HAVE TO PAY!!! HAAAAA!!!!!”

Trunks then shot a Final Flash of unprecedented proportions at the Lood robot, engulfing a third of the planet in the blast and destroying everything as far as the eye could see. Lood seemed defeated, and Trunks collapsed onto his knees on the floor, and saw the Ultimate Dragon Ball rolling on the ground and said, “What good is this now when I’ve sacrificed my friends…. Piccolo-san, Pan…. Pan-chan…”

Trunks ripped off his neck scarf and punched a crater onto the ground, at which point Lood emerged again from the rubble.

“W-What?!!!”

“Ha! Hahahahaha!!! You fool!” said Mu through Lood’s mouth via transmission from M2, “That was a magnificent blast, it would’ve even obliterated Lood! Or, it would have if I hadn’t specifically installed in it a plasma reflective property onto its armored skin, giving it complete invulnerability to all energy attacks from the outside!”

“T-This can’t be!!!”

“Now! You shall perish! I would have you eaten, but it seems your energy is depleted after that attack! Goodbye!!!”

Lood then backhanded Trunks, knocking him hundreds of miles away into a jungle where Trunks fell straight into a 400-foot tall amazon tree and hung on a branch, apparently defeated.

“S-So this is where it ends, huh…” thought Trunks to himself, “It was a short life now that I think about it. Then again, I died once when I was a child, so I guess this isn’t even the first time…”

Just then, Goten and Oob beating Trunks senseless when he collapsed during a training session mere days before the intergalactic journey began flashed into the battered Saiyan warrior’s mind.

“Trunks-kun! We keep telling you and telling you, you can’t lose your cool like that and expend your energy so fast! At equal levels of power like ours, it’s always who can keep his cool and keep his head on his shoulders that takes home the prize!” rang Goten’s voice in Trunks’ head.

“Yes, that’s right, Trunks-san! Your issue with rage is that you never manage to harness it, you’re always just trying to take out your rage as quickly as possible so you can go back to feeling normal! But Goku-san always taught me, rage isn’t something to blind yourself with, and it doesn’t control you! You are the master of your own strength!” preached Oob in Trunks’ faint memory as his consciousness continued to dim.

“I am… the master of my own strength…” muttered Trunks as he reminisced on his own experience from weeks ago, “my rage doesn’t control me… and….”

“Yes.” Said Oob and Goten both.

“It isn’t your weakest trait, Trunks-kun! It’s your greatest weapon, just like it was for my brother Gohan!”

“Rage will bring out power you haven’t yet mastered. These two weeks before the journey may not be enough for you to harness it quite yet, but you will soon learn…” said Oob as his voice continued to ring loudly in Trunks’ battered skull.

“You are the master of your own strength! And rage is your greatest weapon!”

“Rage… is…” said Trunks as he suddenly mustered the strength to turn Super Saiyan, “MY GREATEST WEAPON!! HAAAAAAA!!!!!”

Trunks flared up his aura fiercer than ever before, and was surrounded by streaks of powerful electricity. He destroyed the amazon forest with his aura, and landed on the floor and opened his eyes, at which point his new, enhanced senses saw Lood a hundred miles away.

“T-This… This power… it’s the true surpassing of the Super Saiyan! SUPER SAIYAN 2!!!!”

Trunks took a deep breath and flew headfirst into Lood, striking him precisely in the heart and piercing him with the image of a gold-colored Oozaru appearing in his wake. Lood began to collapse and shot a last-ditch wave of energy at Trunks, who punched it away with a powerful uppercut before then flinging the sword he used to cut Mutchi earlier at Lood’s head, shattering it instantly.

Trunks then sighed and returned to normal before grabbing the sword he’d thrown like a boomerang, at which point all of the people absorbed by Lood returned to the ruins of the Lood cult palace as rays of light. Pan was next to Motchi and the Para Para Brothers were among the many followers freed.

“P-Pan-chan! Y-You’re alive!!” said Trunks as he threw his sword away and embraced Pan, causing her to blush and try to push him away, saying, “Y-You’re embarrassing me, Trunks! I-I was never dead, we were actually taken to some weird pocket dimension inside that robot where we’ve been trying this whole time to destroy his core, but then you managed to do that with a single punch! You were amazing, just like my dad!”

“Feh! Some amazing fighter I am,” said Trunks as he threw the six-star Dragon Ball onto the ground and lamented, “what good is this Dragon Ball when I can’t even save my friends?!!! I’ve been getting mad and mad and mad all the time ever since I became the Capsule Corp. president, and the one time I finally manage to make use of my rage and push myself to a new level, I can’t even save my friends! Piccolo-san, I’m sor-“

“Sorry about what?” said Piccolo nonchalantly as he descended into the ground, fully clothed in his weighted cape.

“H-Huh?!!” blurted Trunks, flabbergasted, “B-But you were… you were squashed into a bloody mess by Lood! I saw your body!!”

“You saw the remains of the body I discarded. In that very moment, I channeled all of my energy into my head and decapitated myself so my brain would survive the attack and regenerate out of line of Lood’s sight. Silly Trunks, I am connected to the Ultimate Dragon Balls, if I had died they’d have turned to stone,” said Piccolo with a slightly twisted, yet happy and proud smile on his face, clearly overjoyed to see Trunks’ progress as a fighter.

“Y-You tricked me!! I-I really thought you were dead!!!”

“I wouldn’t say that I tricked you when the hints were laid out before you and were clearly obvious. It’d be more accurate to say that I predicted you would be too blinded by your rage over my supposed death to think clearly. Hahahahaa!!”

“W-Why you! I’ll get you for this, Piccolo-san!!” yelled Trunks as he again turned Super Saiyan 2, at which point Piccolo held his hands out in panic and said, “T-Trunks! I-I didn’t mean you any harm, and I even saved our bag of Senzu by stuffing it in my mouth before Lood squashed me! And I’m still drained after that fight-“

“Shut up! You’ll pay for this!!”

“T-Trunks, you know…” said Pan.

“Huh?”

“That’s the first time you called me Pan-chan, isn’t it? I thought you hated me, for ditching Uncle Goten on Earth and tagging along!”

“I-I guess it was just a slip of the tongue. I was just so glad to see you survived…” said Trunks as he tried and failed to make excuses for his change in demeanor.

“Hah! You’re blushing, Trunks! You don’t have to lie, I know I’m pretty!”

“I-I don’t like little kids!!”

Meanwhile, Mu looked at the purple power orb at the M2 Planet and said, “So the three pesky ants from Earth survived their battle against Lood after all. No matter, Lood was able to transfer the energy he’d absorbed into this orb before his demise. The next phase of our plan is well underway… Isn’t it, my two babies?”

A thunderstorm stormed the area, lighting a large tube in which a machine mutant was in the middle of gestation into view, as well as showing the image of a tall humanoid laid onto an autopsy table…



To be continued…






 
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I read the first chapter.

You’ve improved the start of the story by changing some core elements. The BS-DBs are not hidden in a random room, but were instead hidden between dimensions far outside anyone's reach as they should be. Majin Buu’s meddling however made them accessible once again, pretty smart.

Now for a second I almost thought you were about to have Goku and Uub done in by a few smoke bombs and a bit of sleeping gas, but thank goodness they brush them off.
What I still cannot understand though is how the fuck did the Pilaf Gang sneak into Kami’s lookout without being detected... that never made sense.

Anyway, I’m glad you didn’t have Goku turn into a kid. That was stupid. Instead you went for a wish that actually has severe repercussions. Nice cliffhanger.

Probably the most interesting bit is the mysterious person that used the DBs in the beginning. Guess we’ll find out later what that was all about.
 

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Chapter 2: In Which We Meet Mr. Kaiba
Damn, did you actually take Seto Kaiba and turn him into a DB character? You even wrote in KaibaCorp lmao

Well, I have to admit that this is definitely not something I was expecting.

Looks like in your rewrite the first villain is a Dr. Gero-esque evil scientist that sets the Z Fighters up to do his bidding. Now I know you tried to make him look as evil and despicable as possible, but I actually got pissed when he killed the cat. Still, him calling Mr. Satan out on bullshit for cheating for over a decade was satisfying.

I felt like you were really trying to push how Trunks (and Goten) are failures in terms of their Saiyan heritage. Vegeta throwing it in his face how he's just a lazy Richie Rich needed to be said. Regardless, I was actually exited at the idea of having Piccolo go to space with both Trunks and Goten so they can be useful for once. But then you blue balled us by having Goten sidelined in favor of Pan lol

If there's one prediction I can make quite confidently, it's that the trio will most likely not encounter any super strong dudes because otherwise they'd get massacred and the story would come to a halt. Could be wrong, but we'll see.
 

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What I still cannot understand though is how the fuck did the Pilaf Gang sneak into Kami’s lookout without being detected... that never made sense.

Anyway, I’m glad you didn’t have Goku turn into a kid. That was stupid. Instead you went for a wish that actually has severe repercussions. Nice cliffhanger.

Probably the most interesting bit is the mysterious person that used the DBs in the beginning. Guess we’ll find out later what that was all about.
Pilaf crew sneaking in is unfortunately something I cannot write myself around. I would say Goku and Oob's Ki are so big that these ants don't register much a blip on anyone's radar by comparison, if I were to provide a reasoning.

There was honestly nothing left to be done with Goku's character. His growth was finalized in him becoming a martial arts master taking disciples under his wing when he recruited Oob to be the next defender of Earth, and him turning into a kid and regressing to pre-Piccolo Jr. levels of intelligence and maturity was one of the original GT's biggest flaws. Was a better idea to just write him off and have his prospective resurrection drive the story home, especially since this way they can't just fuse to Gogeta or Vegetto and/or turn SSJ3 to solo any threat.

Damn, did you actually take Seto Kaiba and turn him into a DB character? You even wrote in KaibaCorp lmao

Well, I have to admit that this is definitely not something I was expecting.

Looks like in your rewrite the first villain is a Dr. Gero-esque evil scientist that sets the Z Fighters up to do his bidding. Now I know you tried to make him look as evil and despicable as possible, but I actually got pissed when he killed the cat. Still, him calling Mr. Satan out on bullshit for cheating for over a decade was satisfying.

I felt like you were really trying to push how Trunks (and Goten) are failures in terms of their Saiyan heritage. Vegeta throwing it in his face how he's just a lazy Richie Rich needed to be said. Regardless, I was actually exited at the idea of having Piccolo go to space with both Trunks and Goten so they can be useful for once. But then you blue balled us by having Goten sidelined in favor of Pan lol

If there's one prediction I can make quite confidently, it's that the trio will most likely not encounter any super strong dudes because otherwise they'd get massacred and the story would come to a halt. Could be wrong, but we'll see.
Goten had to be sidelined to maintain tension so they don't solo any threat in space by turning into SSJ3 Gotenks sadly, plus Oob and Pan were painted to be the next generation in the end of Z so I couldn't get around having her in the story. Plus, helps to mix things up by having a female in the group.

If you have the time, please read the rest of the story. I plan to develop Trunks thoroughly (and maybe Goten) as driving forces for this story as a true coming of age story that allows them to do their fathers proud @MShadows
 

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This is terrible. GT was a masterpiece. Reading this has cause so much pain to my eyes. God bless the fool who convinces me to read this again.
 

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Pilaf crew sneaking in is unfortunately something I cannot write myself around. I would say Goku and Oob's Ki are so big that these ants don't register much a blip on anyone's radar by comparison, if I were to provide a reasoning.
Well... I can take that reasoning. Guess this is one element that can't be avoided unless you completely change the story.
There was honestly nothing left to be done with Goku's character. His growth was finalized in him becoming a martial arts master taking disciples under his wing when he recruited Oob to be the next defender of Earth, and him turning into a kid and regressing to pre-Piccolo Jr. levels of intelligence and maturity was one of the original GT's biggest flaws. Was a better idea to just write him off and have his prospective resurrection drive the story home, especially since this way they can't just fuse to Gogeta or Vegetto and/or turn SSJ3 to solo any threat.
I agree with this.
I absolutely despise TOEI's idea of having Goku revert into a child (both physically and mentally) just so they can grab some nostalgia points. And then it's even dumber how he only temporarily turns back into an adult when he transforms into the pink gorilla.
Anyway, by the end of DBZ Goku had become his own master. He had not only surpassed all of his previous mentors, but he had also tasted the world of the dead. I think it wouldn't be wrong to say that there was nothing left for him anymore. But taking him out of the story would serve to raise the stakes, like you mentioned.

Goten had to be sidelined to maintain tension so they don't solo any threat in space by turning into SSJ3 Gotenks sadly, plus Oob and Pan were painted to be the next generation in the end of Z so I couldn't get around having her in the story. Plus, helps to mix things up by having a female in the group.

If you have the time, please read the rest of the story. I plan to develop Trunks thoroughly (and maybe Goten) as driving forces for this story as a true coming of age story that allows them to do their fathers proud @MShadows
At least you thought about Gotenks because TOEI clearly didn't lol
That's fair enough. If you can at least make the newer generation semi-relevant and not drown it in shitty writing then that's already a win.
 

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Chapter 3: Planet Imegga, Part I
Congratulations, man... you managed to make Pan even more annoying than she was in the original GT series

:mjlol

I can literally feel Trunks' frustration in regards to her behavior. It's a good thing Piccolo tagged along to be the voice of reason, but I have to agree with Trunks that Pan (at least so far) is a liability. Now I'm sure you swapped her in for Goten because she will probably contribute in a certain way as the story unfolds, but so far her only contribution has been to piss me off :lmao

I don't actually remember if the ship malfunctioning and crash landing happened in the same way in the actual series, but if this is your original take on it then kudos to you for coming up with a creative way of throwing a wrench in their plans. I see Ledgic makes his appearance by the end there, so I guess from here on we'll be getting some fighting.
 

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They did crash land in the original but it was because Bulma forgot to install part of the spaceship. Couldn't do that without making Kaiba look like he has an IQ south of 80 so the honor of being idiot of the year went to Pan (which is in character) :nonon
 

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Chapter 9: Deserted on the Desert Planet


“Already it’s been three weeks since our last stop at Planet Lood,” said Piccolo, “having only traveled across the universe once prior to my split from the previous Kami, this is quite the eye-opening experience that teaches how vast this universe truly is.”

“Trunks, why did you have to destroy the whole palace?” complained Pan as she was flipping her frying pan to cook eggs in the kitchen, “That spaceship the Para Para Brothers were using would have made the trip to the next Dragon Ball in a jiffy, you know!”

“Ha… Haha,” stammered Trunks, “I-I guess I just went and lost my cool. When I thought the both of you were dead, I sort of completely lost it.”

“That spaceship would have been of little use to us anyway,” interjected Piccolo, “from what you told me of how quickly it ran out of fuel when making the round trip from Planet Lood to the Muma planet and back, we would have needed an incredibly abundant amount of fuel to scour the universe.”

“But we haven’t made a stop anywhere in almost a month! Pretty soon all the food in the fridge is going to go bad, you know!”

“Slow and steady wins the race, Pan. For now, concentrate on what you are doing. And Trunks, remember, just because you ascended past the Super Saiyan level last month does not mean there aren’t higher plateaus you still have yet to reach!”

“You’ve got that right,” replied Trunks, “without Goten around to serve as backup, I really need to carry two people’s weight on my shoulders.”

Pan’s previously irritated expression turned into a full-blown frown of anger and she said, “Hey! Trunks! What are you saying? You think I can’t carry my own weight?”

“Pan-chan, I’m not saying that at all. You’ve been useful to us when… when…”

“When? When what?”

“Gi-Give me a second. I’m sure I’ll think of something…”

“Sheesh! Here, Trunks! Piccolo-san! Your fried eggs and meat stew are done, you can have my plate too! I’m useless, I probably can go without eating this! Hmph!”

Pan pressed a button on the side of the wall to climb up into the window room upstairs, clearly distraught that it was becoming more and more apparent how little she has contributed to the Dragon Trio’s endeavors.

“Piccolo-san, I don’t hear her pouting anymore,” whispered Trunks, “I didn’t want to say this to her face, but maybe it really would be good if we made a detour back to Earth at this point. If it’s taking us nearly a month to get to this third Dragon Ball, getting Goten – a Super Saiyan and user of Shunkan Idou on our journey might really be for the best.”

“The Super Radar indicates that the next Dragon Ball shouldn’t be too far, Trunks. A detour at this point in the game would only serve to slow us down. Not that I’m particularly begging to differ that Pan has been a burden on our journey, but it’s the more pragmatic choice to get this third Dragon Ball first. We’ll decide what to do from then on.”

The two older warriors whispered this conversation to each other for Pan’s benefit, but upstairs, Pan was using Gill’s connection to OctoPUS 9000’s central computer to listen in on the whole conversation.

“Geez, Trunks, Piccolo-san, they’re both jerks!”

Pan threw Gill onto the floor in frustration and then opened the closet next to Trunks’ bed, taking out his 100-ton dumbbell.

“I’m no useless dummy, I can pull my own weight! In fact, I’m willing to bet in the time it takes to go to Earth and get Uncle Goten here, I can train with these weights and become even stronger than that meanie Trunks! They’ll all see!”

Pan tried to lift the 100-ton dumbbell with one arm, only to painfully nearly twist her elbow. She barely managed to lift it up with both arms, only to fall over backward and nearly drop the dumbbell onto the window.

“Huff… Huff… S-Shoot! That was a close call! I-I… I know I’m not useless, I came here for a reason too!” said Pan while teary-eyed, “Gill, you agree with me, don’t you? I’ve done some good on this journey, I know I did…”

“That is not a question Gill can objectively quantify and calculate. Gill Gill!”

“Geez, Gill! This is why I hate robots, you know! When a girl says these things, you’re supposed to give her some encouragement, even if you don’t really – “

“Gill! Gill! Dragon Ball found in the location of the Southwest, coordinates 2358! Gill Gill!”

“D-Dragon Ball found, you say? Piccolo-san and Trunks haven’t whispered anything in a while, maybe we found it before them! Heh heh, just wait! I’d love to see the look on their faces once I go out and grab the third Dragon Ball before either of them, then they’ll think twice about sending me to Earth! Gill, don’t say anything to those two, let’s just pretend we fell asleep and surprise them tomorrow with the Dragon Ball!”

“Gill? Gill Gill, affirmative! Gill will not divulge the information!”

Pan then tucked herself to bed in the closet, elated at the possibility of showing up her two elders for once.

The next morning, OctoPUS 9000 was nearing the stratosphere of the location of the next Ultimate Dragon Ball. Although Pan originally planned to sneak out of the spaceship first thing in the morning and surprise her two elders, the two woke up well before her due to Pan’s greater fatigue from not having eaten anything the night before. While Pan was still tucked in her makeshift bed in the closet, Trunks and Piccolo were holding a conversation.

“So, the more pertinent matter at hand than this Dragon Ball is who was the real brains behind the Lood cult,” said Piccolo, “according to your account of the mysterious voice that was in control of Lood minutes before you destroyed the robot, there was a third party besides Motchi that spoke remotely through Lood’s mouth, correct?”

“Yes. I remember that when we killed the Ki absorbing Mutchi monster, Motchi did communicate through Lood, but when I was managing my last stand against the robot, it was a different voice entirely. I don’t trust that sneak Motchi with much of anything, but considering that he himself was absorbed into Lood with all his former followers and Pan, I think we can surmise that the story he told us about being manipulated by this Dr. Mu character is fairly credible, Piccolo-san.”

“And he was using the Lood cult and those Para Para Brothers to gather the Ultimate Dragon Balls as well… perhaps we might truly be in for the battle of our lives soon enough. Trunks, might we be able to beseech your father or the others’ assistance?”

“My father is probably out of the question. He’s always been of the mindset that my mom and Bra matter more to him than what becomes of the rest of the universe, and I’m afraid that my grandfather just destroyed his reservoir spaceships to make sure Kaiba couldn’t reverse engineer them and try to sabotage our own journey somehow. Plus, he’s understandably pretty mad at him for the whole predicament he’s put our family in.”

“Then we’d best wake up Pan and get the Dragon Ball as soon as possible. I thought about avoiding Mu altogether and gathering as many Dragon Balls as possible before returning to Earth, but I’m afraid that doing that might eat up more than the six months we’re allowed on this journey. And it could easily backfire if we gather five or more of the Dragon Balls, and they get stolen again like on Zunama’s planet and get scattered again if Mu were to make his wish.”

“Meaning, it’s better for us that we face them sooner than later, right?”

“Yes. The good news is that we warriors of Earth have experience battling organizations with manpower greater than ours, just as your father, Gohan and Kuririn did on Namek by suppressing their Ki and outwitting Freeza’s forces. If we can just assassinate Mu and whoever is his second-in-command, we may be able to win even if in a direct battle they have the edge.”

“I’ll trust you on that one, Piccolo-san. But I think we should probably keep our lips sealed in front of Pan about this. She hasn’t exactly been in life threatening battles so far, and she could get cold feet and screw up – “

“Screw up how, exactly?” asked Pan as she suddenly snuck up on Trunks, still barely woken up, “Is that all I am to you two? A screw-up who’s nothing but dead weight?”

“P-Pan-chan! I thought you were still asleep! What are you doing up so early?”

“Jeez, Trunks! You can stop calling me Pan-chan already if all you think of me is as dead weight! I had Gill calculate the coordinates of the next Dragon Ball last night before either of you, so I thought I would surprise you two by going out there myself and getting it before either of you got up! But apparently you guys can function on like two hours of sleep…”

“That’s for the best. Now that all three of us are up, we have three pairs of hands to get the next Dragon Ball with. The faster we get the next Dragon Ball, the faster we can begin to strategize on how we can topple Mu’s army.”

“Then let the search begin! As my dad always says, my Saiyan blood is itching for someone to test my new powers on!”

OctoPUS 9000 landed onto a planet in which all as far as the eye – and the radar could detect – were a planet-wide desert.

“I-I said I was fired up, but maybe this is just too hot…” said Trunks.

“Y-Yes… I think I concur with you on this one,” said Piccolo as he drank a sip from a water bottle, “us Namekians are particularly strong against the cold, but when we’re forced to perspire under grueling heat like this, the loss of fluid is devasting on our stamina…”

“W-We really should have packed some of that desert gear they had on Imegga…” said Pan.

“Let’s just take a break first under some air conditioning, and maybe go gathering the Dragon Ball later when it’s nighttime,” said Trunks.

Just then, a massive, ant lion-like creature sprang out of the desert floor and snarled at the trio.

“Grrr…. Uwaaaaaaaargh!!” yelled the creature as it shot a stream of sand at the entrance of OctoPUS 9000, forcing Trunks and Piccolo to dodge. It struck Pan directly, and buried her in a large pile of sand.

“Pfffuuu! Pwaaahh! I got sand in my mouth!”

“Trunks! My Namekian physiology is particularly disadvantageous in this environment, you must hit that creature, now!”

“Oh, I’ll hit it alright. It won’t be anything resembling a threat,” said Trunks as he formed a Ki ball in his hand, “take this! Mini Big Bang Attack!”

The blast hit the giant ant lion, causing it to fall over backwards, but then it whipped out its tail and coiled itself around OctoPUS 9000.

“Oh shit! This thing’s gonna damage our spaceship!”

“Trunks, grab this!”

Piccolo took out the sword Trunks took from Planet Lood, which he’d strapped to his weighted shoulder guards, and Trunks then strapped it onto his own shoulder and then drew the sword.

“I’ll slice and dice him!”

Trunks dove into the ant lion’s location and sliced the hostile creature into several pieces, albeit not before it was able to cause fairly noticeable damage to their ship. Piccolo, after this, completely collapsed, obviously hit the worst by the intense heat.

"I have to wonder how on Earth he lasted a year in the Room of Spirit and Time..."

"Why do you think I went in alone instead of going in with Gohan? I was consuming twice as much water as the Saiyans were."

“T-Trunks! Our spaceship looks all crumpled up! We’re not gonna be stuck on this planet, are we?”

“Nah, I should be able to fix this in under 8 hours. Take out some umbrellas from inside the ship’s storage, Pan! And while you’re at it, take out all the water we have in the fridge! The engine was damaged and we need some water to help cool it!”

“O-Our water? But we’re on a desert planet, and Piccolo-san already looks like he’s about to croak!”

“We just need to wait until nightfall. You and Piccolo-san can rest inside the ship while I fix this. This is only going to delay our plans by a few hours. Think of it this way, we did get something out of this and it’s that we know Piccolo-san and the heat don’t mix. That gives us a tactical advantage against Mu since we can make sure Piccolo-san doesn’t face anybody with pyrokinetic powers.”

“Pyro-what?”

“Flame manipulation. You know, for Gohan-san’s daughter you really don’t seem to read a lot.”

Pan, already irritated from being belittled all night, finally snapped and said, “Well, excuse me, Mr. Brainiac! I guess when you’re all super brawny and cool and Super Saiyan 2 or whatever you became on the Lood planet where I almost ended up a doll for the rest of my life, and you’re all smart and nerdy you really don’t need me, now do you?”

“P-Pan, that is not what I’m saying. I-I probably couldn’t have even become Super Saiyan 2 in the last battle if I thought you and Piccolo-san weren’t dead – “

“Meaning the only thing I’m good for is getting myself eaten so you think I’m a goner, is that right?

“Pan, I think you’re taking things a little out of context…”

“Context, my butt! Come with me, Gill! We can find the Dragon Ball ourselves! And we’ll find the other four on top of that too, then we’ll see who’s useless! Up yours, Trunks!”

Pan grabbed an umbrella, opened it and then flew off with Gill.

“Stupid Trunks, stupid Piccolo-san, stupid… Uncle Goten and all those other people who think they’re better than me, I hate them! I’m not useless, darn it! I-I’m going to prove it!”

About half an hour elapsed before Pan fell onto the desert floor, too affected by the scorching heat to keep flying.

“I-I…”

Pan sipped the last of what little water she was able to bring on her and then attempted to get up and take flight again, only to be dragged into the quicksand.

“I-I… I’m not gonna die here! Hah!”

Pan flared up an aura with the last of her strength and escaped the quicksand, then landed to safety. Unfortunately, it was still the scorching heat of the afternoon of over a hundred degrees Celsius, and she soon dropped her empty water bottle on the ground and collapsed again.

“I… I think I might really be done for…”

Meanwhile, on the planet M2 a spaceship that had escaped the Lood planet three weeks prior encircled the planet like a satellite before then entering Dr. Mu’s central control spire.

“Mu-sama! I come to report my findings!” said the mysterious alien who had encircled the planet.

“Very well. You may come in, Dolltacki. What have you found?” said a shadowed figure sitting in the central command room.

“Mu-sama, sir! I have through our advanced energy detector software found that the Super Saiyan whelp who put a wrench in our plans on Planet Lood may have played a hand in ending the pesky Native Resistance Force once and for all!”

“Oh? And how does that work out, exactly?”

“Well, it’s quite simple, sir! The energy he gave off when he gave that power surge in the amazon forest, we have found to be remarkably similar in energy signature to the masked leader of the Native Resistance! They may even be of the same race! I have programmed our satellites to hone in on the exact same signature, and hopefully within days we will be able to – “

Hopefully?” said the shadowed figure, disgruntled, “Meaning you haven’t actually made progress in tracking the rebel down?”

“S-Sir! It will only be a matter of days, if you were to just give me four, no, three days, I’m sure I can capture the leader and present him in a metal plate – “

“That’s enough, Dolltacki!” said the shadowed figure as he rose from his chair, “Mu-sama has a message for you… DIE!”

“M-Mu-sama has what? Y-You’re not Mu-sama! Rild, what are you doing here? Why are you using his voice – “

Rild shot a blast straight through Dolltacki’s chest with his finger and then said, “You were of no use to us as flesh and blood, but perhaps when raised again as a Machine Mutant you will be. Sigma Force! Take him and convert him to a form where he will actually serve some form of use for once!”

“Yes, sir!” replied the three Sigma Force robots.

“Three Dragon Balls are gathered in a solar system not terribly far, Mu-sama! I would wager that the three Earthlings’ next stop will be here!”

“Excellent. Three great samples for our Machine Mutant army and three Dragon Balls, all in one handy package. Rild, Dolltacki’s information perhaps wasn’t entirely useless, if we can keep the resistance bugs at bay, the next phase of our plans may go more smoothly than expected! Have our satellites hone in on the energy signature!”

“Yes, sir.”

The scene once again cuts back to the desert planet.

“Gill! Gill! Pan’s energy signature not caught on radar! Gill surmises that she may have dehydrated after flying on ahead!”

Pan, who had risen again and again to wander aimlessly looking for shade, mumbled to herself, “I-I… I’ve lost Gill, and I can’t even see my water bottle from here. I guess I really am done for…”

Pan collapsed onto the desert floor for the final time, finally spent.

“Maybe it’d just be easier to keel over and accept my – “

As Pan said this, too weak to even finish the rest of her sentence, she flipped over and stared into the blinding sun, her vision ironically too blurry to even see its bright rays.

“S-Save me, Trunks… Piccolo-san…”

To make matters worse, from the quicksand that she escaped for the fourth time several minutes ago, another giant ant lion creature rose up. Pan mustered the rest of her strength and hit it with a Kiai, but weak as she was, it did little more than annoy it.

“Grr… Grr… GWRRRRAAAAAAAAARRRRRGGHHHH!!”

The ant lion was about to jump in for the kill when Gill suddenly flew at her direction from the sky and said, “Don’t bully Pan!”

Gill knocked itself into the giant ant lion and managed to knock it back, but then the ant lion took its huge tail from the desert sand and knocked Gill dozens of feet away before shooting a torrent of sand at it. Gill clawed its way into the giant ant lion’s mouth, at which point it fired off a missile and knocked it unconscious by firing the projectile inside its mouth. However, another ant lion then emerged and knocked Gill over. Gill still wouldn’t give up, and said, “Gill! Pan is comrade! Gill Gill! Will not let her die! Gill Gill!”

“Gill… all I ever did was push him around, and yet…”

Pan mustered up the energy to get up and just barely managed to fire a Ki blast at the ant lion, which knocked it over but failed to defeat it. Pan then finally fell over and began hallucinating, saying to Gill, “That’s enough, Gill… Just run… Save yourself…”

In the middle of her heat stroke induced stupor, Pan saw illusions of Gohan, Videl and Satan.

“Papa… Mama…. Satan-Ojiichan…”

Goku then also entered her vision, before he smiled at her and then began turning his back on her and walking into the distance.

“G-Grandpa… Grandpa Goku…”

“Pan-chan…”

Trunks’ voice rang in Pan’s head.

“Pan! You can’t die here! It’s not your time yet! As I told your father before when I trained him, what doesn’t kill you just makes you stronger!”

“What doesn’t kill me… Makes me stronger…”

“Get up, Pan!”

“I-I will! I will! I’m not about to just bite it here, I have to apologize for all the bad things I’ve done and said! I really have been a burden on Trunks and Piccolo-san, it’s not too late to change things!”

“I-I’m sorry! I’m sorry, Piccolo-san! I’m sorry, Trunks! And Grandpa…. I-I swear, I’m gonna make you all better soon! Grandma won’t have to cry anymore!”

“Haaaaah!!!”

Pan powered up in her heat induced hallucination and her will sprang her back to life in the reality of the desert planet as well. She then flared up a flight aura and punched the ant lion, breaking through the roof of its mouth. She then smiled faintly before collapsing.

Hours later, she was woken up by the feeling of water splashing in her face.

“H-Huh?”

“Gill! Gill! Oasis found! Gill Gill!”

“Gill… those two ant lions, did you get them? O-Or, did I?”

“Dragon Ball also found! Gill Gill! Pan indeed defeated one of the felled creatures, Gill Gill!”

“G-Gill! I’m… I’m really sorry I pushed you around ‘till now! I’ll never pick on you again!”

Just as Pan was embracing Gill in relief, Trunks and Piccolo, each carrying an umbrella on their shoulders, flew to Pan’s location.

“Pan-chan! It’s us! Are you okay?”

“I heard that Gill has gathered the Dragon Ball, Trunks. It seems all is well. Take the spaceship out of your capsule case, it’s time to refuel in the oasis!”

The Dragon Trio, reconvened again after a stressful afternoon, flew into the oasis Gill found, where Pan treated herself to a well-deserved soak in the oasis in her underwear.

Pan rose up from inside the oasis after drinking a mouthful and said, “Trunks! I-I’m sorry, I’ve been doing nothing but holding the two of you, no, the three of you, Gill and you and Piccolo-san back! Haven’t I?”

“That’s not true at all, Pan-chan. Even as worn out as you were, even when Piccolo-san and I were doing nothing, you beat all those ant lions all by yourself, and Gill got the Dragon Ball not for us, but for your sake! You’re contributing to our journey plenty!”

“R-Really?”

“Yeah! In fact, you can forget about all the stuff we said about ever going to Earth and switching places with Goten! If the three of us were fated to go off on this journey and not me, Piccolo-san and Goten, then it’s fate’s hand guiding us! When we started out, you and I both had a lot to learn, and I think I’ve become able to contain and control my temper, and as for you, you’ve grown a lot as a person in just one day!”

“Awww! You’re just saying that to make me feel better…”

“That’s not true! And we’ll destroy Mu’s little criminal empire and get the rest of the Dragon Balls yet!”

“Hmph. A childish optimism I can’t help but appreciate,” said Piccolo, “but I have to say, this oasis water is really quite good! It really doesn’t hurt to kick back and relax once in a while, I have to admit!”



To be continued…



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Chapter 4:

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Chapter 4: Planet Imegga, Part II



“What was that?” said Trunks, startled, “I just felt an intense Ki!”



"Yes, I felt it as well," replied Piccolo, "and then it vanished... as quickly as it came. I couldn't even pinpoint its location. Whoever is giving off this Ki, he's good."



"T-This planet keeps getting scarier by the minute," said a frightened Pan, "I haven't felt a Ki this huge since I walked in on Papa's workout sessions with Piccolo-san..."



Trunks and Pan's stomachs then growled.



"Great, and now we're hungry too..." moaned the tired Trunks, "we're stuck on this backwater with a broken spaceship and some warrior we can't even track who's clearly good at covering his tracks. Great, just great..."



"I haven't had anything to eat since we blasted that asteroid," whined Pan, "I'm so hungry I can't sleep. Why, why does this bull keep happening to us?"



"You two should get some sleep," said Piccolo, "as a Namekian I need little more than water for sustenance, but even the food we have left on the ship won't fill your Saiyan stomachs. Much less if you're too tired to fight due to sleep deprivation."



"I know! I'll just sneak back into our spaceship and grab a bite!" said Pan, "Nothing puts you to sleep faster than a full course meal!"



"Pan, this is a highly advanced civilization," said Trunks, "and from the way that huge power concealed itself before we could even track it, I'm willing to bet he could be a pursuer. If you hog the food, that greatly weakens our arsenal because my strength would be halved. Just go to sleep for now. The funny thing about suppressing your power is that you can't fly fast while suppressed. I'm sure we don't have much to worry about for a few hours at least."



"But I'm so hungry..." whined Pan, before she shed a tear but accepted Trunks' reasoning. Trunks smiled, glad that he and Pan had come to a mutual understanding for once. He then fell asleep next to a window to be on the lookout for any threats, while Pan dozed off on the same mattress as the Imeggan family's kids. Piccolo meditated half-asleep, floating in the middle of the house. All seemed tranquil and peaceful, but outside, Gale and Sheela were heading toward the trio's location on a flying vehicle.



"We're closing in on the location Lord Don Kee pointed us to," said Sheela, the female henchman, "Redjic-sensei instructed us to keep ourselves suppressed, so they shouldn't be able to track us."



"Remember, Redjic-sensei said to raise our powers as high as possible if we ever get into a confrontation with the green one," said Gale, the short, bearded henchman, "but life is more important than the reward, so we should try our best to avoid confrontation and just take what we came for."



"We're almost there! Let's get off the ship!" said Sheela as she jumped off the ship, then landed on the desert floor with remarkable dexterity. Gale then turned off the ship's engine as they parked the ship a few miles' distance away from the town nearby. They then took out a pair of transmitters and split up, with Gale instructing Sheela, "I'll search in the desert nearby, you search near the lake!"



"Yes, sir! I'll head towards the lake on a scooter so I can join you as fast as possible if you were to find the ship!"



"Roger that," Gale said as he sprinted toward the desert.



Meanwhile at the house, Piccolo noticed a faint whirring sound outside.



"Trunks! Pan! We may have company, wake up!" instructed Piccolo.



"Augh... I was just getting a good night's sleep," said Pan as she rose from the mattress, "I don't sense any Ki either, Piccolo-san. Are you sure?"



"Pan, if we know anything about this planet by now it's that nothing here is as it seems," said Trunks as he slapped himself fully awake, "follow the sound of the vehicle! This could be our chance to find where Don Kee is, and threaten him to fix our spaceship!"



Piccolo generated a letter using magic materialization thanking the kind family for letting them stay, and after observing the insides of the house noticed a set of security cameras hidden behind the walls.



"Hmph!" grunted Piccolo as he used his psychic powers to destroy each of the cameras, "Now get a move on, the both of you!"



Piccolo then psionically opened the doorknob and stretched out his arm, using his heightened sense of hearing to quickly locate Sheela's vehicle and pin it onto the floor.



"W-What the?!" said Sheela as the scooter suddenly flipped over, causing her to fall off. Trunks and Pan then quickly surrounded her.



"That insignia on your chest... it's Don Kee's, isn't it?" said Trunks, "I remember seeing that same insignia on his servants on television."



"You're up to no good, aren't you? I don't think it's just a coincidence that you followed us here," said Pan, "so fess up or I'll have to punch you out!"



Cornered, and seeing Piccolo in the foreground, Sheela suddenly flared up an aura, powering up to maximum strength.



"Pfft, that's it?" said Trunks, "on your best day you couldn't hope to give me a scratch. You're making our job easier than we thought."



Piccolo noticed something was off and said, "Knock her out quickly, the both of you! It's like a morse code, she's calling someone here!"



Just as he said this, they suddenly felt a massive power from a distance, which then flew to where the trio were at in mere seconds.



"At last we meet, Namekian..." said the hooded figure, his outfit covered in smoke from the sudden stop from his high-speed flight, "It's an honor to meet and challenge you to a fight."



"T-This Ki..." said Trunks, "It's the same Ki we felt for an instant, far from here! This guy moved so fast, he caught up to this woman in the blink of an eye!"



"H-He's scary..." said Pan, "He flew so fast here, there's a huge tunnel like someone dug up a canal that's a thousand miles long!"



"It appears he's already familiar with us," said Piccolo, "were you observing us through those cameras I found in the house? A pretty clever trick if I say so myself. I never thought you'd have planted cameras into people's houses in secret. I didn't even think to search the house until I heard that woman's scooter and realized we were followed."



"Enough of the idle talk," said Redjic as he removed his hood, "I will see what you have, Namekian warrior."



Redjic moved toward where Piccolo was before Trunks or Pan could even see a glimpse of him disappearing and delivered a series of kicks so fast that Piccolo could not dodge all of them, and one took off his left ear.



"Is that all you have? For your power, you're surprisingly slow," said Redjic, "and I haven't begun to get serious yet. Don't tell me this is the limit of your strength?"



"Then we'll see how you do when you take two of us!" said Trunks as he powered up to Super Saiyan and launched a powerful beam of Ki from his right hand. It appeared to go straight through Redjic's stomach, only for Redjic's figure to suddenly appear half-translucent.

"Z-Zanzoken?! This alien knows it?" said Trunks as he then spat some blood from his mouth when Redjic's true body had appeared suddenly within punching distance of him and landed a blow on his stomach. Trunks backed off and said, "Piccolo-san! Let's both attack him together this time! This guy's too fast to hit! He got a good hit on me-"

Before Trunks could finish this sentence, his shirt ripped and five large bruises appeared on his stomach as he then grabbed his stomach in pain and collapsed to his knees.



"Five hits, lad," said Redjic, "you only saw the one. I will commend you for being able to stay conscious after that, however."



Just as Redjic said this, Piccolo shot a Ki wave at his direction, forcing him to dodge upwards. The blast tracked Redjic however, causing him to resort to deflecting the blast. Piccolo then shot a series of other blasts at his opponent, which Redjic all managed to dodge despite pausing to deflect the first blast.



"You disappoint me, Namekian," said Redjic, "all you're doing is wasting your energy. And I thought you might have some fight in you."



"Look around," said Piccolo triumphantly, "you'll notice something about your surroundings."



Just as Redjic examined his surroundings, he noticed hundreds of Ki bullets, including the first blast he deflected, had surrounded him and blocked off any room for escape.



"For speedy fighters like you, this attack is just perfect," said Piccolo, "now die!!"



The blasts all surrounded Redjic completely and blew up into a massive explosion that instantly generated a huge flash of light that could be seen outside Imegga's atmosphere. The shockwaves spread so far that Gale, who had found OctoPUS 9000 at this point, was swept off his feet and was thrown several miles away.



"Awesome! That's Piccolo-san for you," said Trunks, "and without him, finding Don Kee and having our spaceship fixed is guaranteed!"



"Yay! There's a reason why he's Papa's old master!" said Pan as she clasped her hands together and rubbed her left cheek.



"Hang on," said Piccolo as he held his arm over Pan, "it's not over yet."



The smoke cleared and emerged from it a battered and bleeding Redjic. He was holding two broken spears in his hands, and then spat blood onto the desert floor.



"I see. In that moment of desperation, you sliced all of the blasts in half with those spears," said Piccolo, "and you only took half damage. I didn't think I'd find such a worthy adversary on a planet like this."



"Excellent, excellent work indeed," said Redjic, smiling evilly, "it's just what I'd expect from the Namekian who survived the carnage of Planet Namek's demise. Unfortunately, the same trick won't work twice."



"Maybe, but you're wounded now!" said Trunks, "and outnumbered! Can you really take the two of us in that state?"



"Hey! Don't forget about me," said Pan, "I'm Saiyan, too!"



"Ho, Saiyans, are you?" mused Redjic, "I see... that yellow-haired transformation must be the Super Saiyan form I'd heard in legends. It's a pity I'll have to kill you both. To think the legendary Super Saiyan and a great Namekian warrior would both be lost at once. I almost feel bad about what I have to do."



Redjic then grunted and generated an aura around himself, yelling, "HAAAAAA!!!" The entire planet shook as the houses around them were destroyed, one after the other. The kind family who'd let Trunks and the crew stay were swept in the hurricane caused by Redjic's power up, forcing Trunks to fly to their rescue. Exploiting this opening, Redjic flew to where Trunks was at and knocked him out with a heavy, unguarded uppercut. Trunks spat blood out of his mouth and fell onto the floor, forcing Pan to grab the villagers instead.



"Hey, that's dirty! He was off guard, you!" said Pan, "weren't you saying something about how you wanted a good fight?!"



"Don't misunderstand him," said Piccolo, "you probably did that so we'd challenge you at a later time when you can fight us both at your maximum, am I wrong?"



"Ho, as astute as you are skilled..." said Redjic, "Exactly right. In the shockwave your last attack caused, I felt my henchman Gale be swept away, but knowing that I had already been involved in the fight, he no doubt stopped suppressing himself and got his hands on your spaceship."



"What? You took the ship?!" exclaimed Pan, "Now we'll never get off this planet!"



"Wrong," said Redjic, "once you've treated the purple haired kid's wounds, come to meet me at Don Kee's castle. I trust you should know where it is, since I flew so fast here that the canal I created should lead right to it. I'll take all of you on at full strength then, and I'll win. If you win, I'd be glad to have Don Kee repair your spaceship so you can continue your search for the Dragon Balls."



"It appears you also strive to be the strongest warrior, stronger than anyone else," said Piccolo, "until my fusion with Kami, I had been like that as well."



"Now I understand why you are so powerful. You're not only a Namekian warrior who survived Namek, but the combination of two Namekians," said Redjic, "I almost want to finish things with you here, but it won't be as satisfying as crushing the both of you when I'm at my best. I, Redjic, shall take my leave for now."



Redjic then flew at teleportation-level speed toward Don Kee's throne, and then used his psychic powers to lift the unconscious Sheela and her vehicle and pulled them toward his location as well. Piccolo observed precisely where they were headed using Kami's divine vision, in case Redjic's trail did not necessarily come from Don Kee's palace itself.



"Take Trunks and Gill, Pan," said Piccolo, "Redjic is right. If we're going to defeat him, we'll need Trunks at full strength. Let's just look around to see that no one was killed in the shockwaves of this battle."



They placed Trunks on the same mattress Pan slept on during the night, and then tended to the wounds of the people around using bandages they found in some of the destroyed houses. The family that Trunks saved explained the situation to avoid any misunderstanding, allowing there to linger no enmity for the destruction of the town.



"We can't thank you enough, lass," said the family, "if we'd been caught in that hurricane we could've easily been killed..."



Trunks, who'd barely regained consciousness, said to the two, "All people are woven of the same cloth, Earthlings and aliens alike. I should know, I'm actually a hybrid of two races."



"As we told you earlier we don't have enough to even feed our kids, but the grand elders of this town should have enough to at least fill your belly for breakfast. Follow us to where their house is."



Once there, Trunks finished dressing the wounds caused by Redjic and then grinded his teeth, saying "Redjic... I swore to direct my anger toward just Kaiba and nobody else, but I'll get you back for this. You ain't seen nothing yet! The fury of the Super Saiyan is upon you!"



"That's enough, Trunks," said Piccolo as he sipped a bowl of water, "anger will only cloud your judgment. Remember, he could've easily killed you and then come at Pan and then myself one at a time. The fact that he let all of us live in that situation is proof that we aren't dealing with a scoundrel. If you want to defeat him so badly, then treat yourself to a meal. You'll perform better."



Pan then said, "Bah! This food's nasty! But I guess it's the best we can hope to find around here..."



"We're sorry, but on this planet any sort of property ownership is strictly forbidden," said the village elder, "whether it be vehicles, utensils or even food. If it weren't, I'd wager all of the merchants forced into a permanent exile on this planet for falling to Don Kee's heavy interests and loans would have left. I could only preserve so much food because the villagers treat me as the glue that holds this town together."



Hearing this, Trunks powered up to a Super Saiyan once again as he ate an expired-looking chicken leg, saying "That fills my stomach for the time being. Don't worry, Redjic was kind enough to lead us to where Don Kee's palace is located. Before the night falls, your planet will be free. I assure you both. All people, all cyborgs, all robots... they deserve equality, freedom and the responsibility of making their own decisions. I can't forgive Redjic until I've paid him back for my humiliation, but who I especially can't forgive is Don Kee. That queer is going to get what's coming to him, you will see."



"Then let's get a move on," said Piccolo as he removed his weighted clothing, causing a loud thud and causing an armor-shaped hole to open up on the ground, "I'm itching to get my hands on them both as well."



The three then shook the kind elders' hands and flew straight toward Don Kee's palace, where they easily picked apart all of Don Kee's henchmen. They were soon on the verge of busting down the door to his throne room.



"Ahead of here lies Redjic, he isn't even trying to hide his Ki," said Piccolo, "are you two ready for this?"



"I was born ready, Piccolo-san! Don Kee's tyranny ends today!" said Trunks with fierce determination and intent, as he then blasted the door open. Once there, they saw Redjic meditating next to a frightened Don Kee, with his wounds from the previous battle disappearing little by little as he continued to glow in his meditative stance.



"Healing yourself before the battle, are you? I won't let you-" said Pan as she charged up a Masenko, at which point Trunks stopped her saying, "stop it, Pan. Whether he wounded me or not, he gave us the courtesy of having the chance to recuperate before this battle, and I'd hate to resort to attacking him before he can do the same. You take Don Kee, I'll get the first crack at Redjic."



"Hmph! It figures, I have to take the small fry! Oh well, here goes!" Pan said as she charged toward Don Kee's throne, at which point Redjic fidgeted and used his psychic powers to fling Don Kee out of the range of Pan's fist. She only ended up destroying his throne.



"Oh please, you won't get away!" said Pan as she charged toward the effeminate dictator, only for him to smirk and press a switch, which caused a triangle-shaped laser beam to trap Pan in a triangular prism, holding her in place with a heavily high-volt, electric restraining function.



"Gaaaaah!!" screeched Pan as she cried out in pain. Don Kee, triumphantly smiling, then took out another remote which he then pressed, releasing a series of futuristic weapons from the walls that shot a series of missiles and lasers at Pan. Redjic blinked and caused all the high-tech weaponry to explode before they made contact with Pan however, as the last vestiges of his wounds then finally subsided and the glow around him faded, He then said, "Fool. These three aren't so fragile as to be killed by that. Leave it to me. The Super Saiyan and the merged Namekian warrior both die here."



R-Redjic-sensei! Y-You're sure that you have a chance, right? D-Don't fail me, I specifically ordered you to kill the two besides the Namekia-" said Don Kee before Redjic then interjected saying, "SHUT UP! I told you once and I will tell you again, nobody gives me orders but the most powerful of warriors! And the strongest of them all will be me, not you and not them."



Redjic then flared up an aura and grunted at the top of his lungs, causing the planet to shake again as he entered his full power. He then said with an ecstatic smile on his face, "Now come on, the both of you! I trust that you've tended to your wounds?"



"You bet! You fall here, Redjic!" shouted Trunks as he transformed to Super Saiyan and then powered up further, saying, "This is the mastered state of a Super Saiyan! I can stay in this form indefinitely, and you'll regret giving me the time to recover from our last battle! Now take this!"



Trunks then formed a couple of Kienzan disks on both hands and launched them both toward Redjic, who instantly generated two blades from his arms and pierced both disks in the middle, at which point he shot them both toward Trunks. Trunks smiled and made the disks explode, saying "Those two blades were my attack! You're sadly mistaken if you think you can hit me with them-"



Before Trunks could finish this sentence, Redjic kicked him in the stomach saying, "After you were KO'd by my last attack off-guard, you'd think your actions would speed faster than your tongue. You disappoint me, boy."



Piccolo then powered up as well and flared up an aura around himself, saying "He didn't put his full force behind that attack, Trunks. You'll be fine. Now let's take this battle to the sky! If we destroy this town, we might not be able to repair our spaceship."



"G-Grrrrrgh... I'll make sure you pay for this Redjic, but Piccolo-san is right! Follow us, Redjic!" said Trunks as he flared his aura back up and flew toward the sky, at which point Redjic smiled and said, "As you wish. Your heads shall adorn the skies of Imegga with the red flower of your blood."



Redjic generated a spear and flew toward the Saiyan-Namekian duo, at which point Trunks revealed that he snatched one of Redjic's blades from earlier, using the smokescreen caused by his exploding Kienzans to conceal his action. Redjic parried him fairly easily, but praised him saying, "Ho, so the Super Saiyan is adept at not only hand to hand combat, but in swordsmanship as well," before continuing, "but you aren't at the level of skill of a true master! Ha!"



As Redjic said this, his spear was coated in his red energy, causing his spear to break Trunks' blade and slice his already-torn shirt in half. Trunks thought that he'd evaded the blow, only for blood to spurt from his forehead, revealing that the cut went deeper than he had thought.



"Now you die!!" yelled Redjic as he jumped in for the killing blow, at which point Trunks took out the other blade that he took from Redjic, coated it in his yellow Ki as well, and shot it at faster than lightspeed. Redjic avoided the blow saying, "Clever, but not unpredictable," at which point Piccolo jumped in and kicked Redjic, saying "You're taking on the two of us! You'll be in grave error to think I won't exploit an opening."



Redjic smirked and said, "I know," at which point Piccolo's shirt was also torn, and he spat blood realizing that at the moment of his kick's impact, Redjic had stabbed his stomach. Trunks exclaimed, "Piccolo-san! Why you-" and charged at Redjic angrily, only to be kicked repeatedly in the stomach with Redjic's superior speed. Redjic then remarked, "Ho... I have to commend you for not losing consciousness after that. It appears Saiyans get stronger after a tough battle. Being KO'd by me has caused your power to improve by a margin," and continued saying, "but it was never enough to defeat me! Now die!"



Piccolo then shot a Makankosappo which Redjic narrowly avoided, but it grazed his face, causing greenish-blue blood to spurt from his cheek. Redjic then said, "Hmph! Been charging that attack while I was fighting the whelp, were you? But you made the fatal mistake of expending your energy while severely wounded!" Redjic then charged a considerable mass of Ki into his spear saying, "And now the greatest Namekian warrior dies a dishonorable death!"



Just then, however, Piccolo smirked and moved faster than he'd ever moved in the first battle, coating his hand with all of his Ki and managing to rip a large hole in Redjic's stomach as Redjic was in the stance of swinging his spear at full strength.



"Gwarrrrkh!!" said Redjic as he spat out blood, at which point he wobbled and said, "H-How? How did you manage to move so fast while wounded?"



"I'll tell you," said Piccolo, "I wasn't in top form at the time we fought earlier. I train using weighted clothing. Your downfall was not knowing that your opponent was holding back just like you were in the last fight."



"B-But how? With those wounds, even if you were lighter you couldn't have attacked me so quickly-" Redjic said this as he noticed that Piccolo's stab wound on his stomach was completely gone, at which point Piccolo revealed, "That was the second miscalculation. We Namekians are able to regenerate any lost body parts, including holes to our stomachs- as long as we have sufficient Ki and our brains are intact. Your second mistake, and the greatest miscalculation- was not doing enough research on the abilities of my species. My self-healing abilities are more advanced than yours."



"F-Fuhuhuhu..." said Redjic as he tossed his spear aside and then concentrated the Ki he had focused on the spear into his palm, at which point he used the Ki to burn his wounds shut, stopping the massive blood flow escaping his stomach, and then spat more blood on the floor and then powered up as much as he could.



"Very well! I concede that you've won the battle of wits, but you won't win the battle of will! I shall blast you both to smithereens with my best attack! HAAAAAH!!!" said Redjic as he focused every ounce of his Ki into his palm and prepared to launch a massive blast. Piccolo then replied in turn, concentrating all of his energy into his palms and pointing them out toward Redjic saying, "Trunks! We finish this now! If we don't stop his blast, the planet will be erased!"



"Waaaay ahead of you," said Trunks as he got into his Final Flash stance and yelled his best attack's name, "Final Flash!!!"



"Gekiretsu Kodan!!!" said Piccolo as his massive attack joined Trunks' Final Flash, which stalemated Redjic's blast. Before long however, the strain of maintaining such a powerful blast caused Redjic to suffer from more internal bleeding, causing his attack to give way. Redjic was blasted with the full brunt of both of Trunks and Piccolo's most powerful blasts, leaving his clothing in tatters and rupturing one of his eyeballs, and causing him to fall on the floor, defeated.



"K-Kill me. I've already lost," said Redjic weakly as he continued, saying, "it'll be an honor to have dueled the legendary Super Saiyan and a merged Namekian warrior to the death."



Trunks, however, simply returned to his normal state and used his tattered shirt to dress Redjic's eye wound, saying "No need. I've already paid you back plenty for my earlier humiliation. Anger may be my weakest trait, but I'm working on getting over my flaws. I won't kill you."



"It was a good fight, Redjic. There are no hard feelings between us," said Piccolo as he then caused a glow to illuminate in both his eyes, ensnaring Don Kee in his psionic powers and bringing him to where Piccolo and Trunks were.



Don Kee then said in a muffled tone, "R-Redjic-sensei, quick! While he's busy holding me in place, kill him! You can kill the whelp after that-"



Redjic exploded into a fury saying, "You dishonorable scum!!!" and cleaved Don Kee in half with a karate chop, before then using his psychic power to cause the ground to split into a large fissure. Underneath was a humongous safe containing Don Kee's massive fortune.



"I am a warrior already defeated. To face my defeat honorably, I shall now guide you toward Don Kee's best scientists. They already have their hands on your ship and your radar, and both will be returned to you good as new," said Redjic, "but don't think this is over. I shall now take my leave from this planet to recover from my wounds and train myself even further. Next time I shall stand over you two victorious."



Piccolo grinned and said, "Hmph! We'll see about that," before offering the battered warrior a handshake and saying, "next time I'll defeat you one on one. And in fact, I shall see to it that Trunks can do it by himself. But I trust you won't make it easy?"



"Count on it," said Redjic as he guided them toward Don Kee's team of scientists, who fixed OctoPUS 9000 before the sun came down. The next day, Trunks, Pan and Piccolo delivered Don Kee's large safe back to the village that they'd found refuge in.



"The dictator who'd ruined so many lives in this planet is now dead!" said Trunks as he stood triumphantly over the large safe, "And all of the fortune he amassed with his dastardly deeds will now be returned to you! From now on, Planet Imegga will be a democracy! And the rights of all people, flesh or machine, will be restored to the fullest and most equal glory!!"



The people of Imegga, watching this both in person and over television, embraced each other in a moment of utter bliss. Soon after, Trunks introduced to the team of scientists a spare capsule he'd held onto, allowing easy transport of spaceships for people who'd been stranded on Imegga to carry. The siege on Don Kee's castle was a success among successes.



Later that same afternoon, Trunks restocked their refrigerator with the most delicious of the food they'd taken from Don Kee's castle, and pumped up OctoPUS 9000 with enough fuel to last the six months they'd be on the journey saying, "Well, now that the detour is over, we can finally get started on getting the first Dragon Ball!"



"Gill! Gill!" said Gill the white robot as he suddenly emerged from the ground, and jumped onto the open entrance of their spaceship.



"You again!" said Pan with an irritated tone, "Thanks to you we don't even have our spare radar and hafta risk our Super one every time we try to find one of the Ultimate balls we're after, and you try to bother us again? Trunks, I wanna beat him up!"



"No need for that, Pan," said Trunks as he grabbed onto the robot saying, "robots may not be made of flesh, but they're thinking and feeling creatures with minds just like you. It'd be hypocritical to hurt this thing after we made that grand speech about equality. Are you hurt, little guy? I honestly used to be mad at you, but defeating Redjic and seeing Don Kee's dictatorship crumble put me in a good mood. I wouldn't mind you tagging along-"



Just as Trunks was saying this, Gill turned around and opened the component of his back containing a radar screen, and said, "Gill Gill! Dragon Ball detected in the direction of the north! Gill Gill!"



"Huh?!" said Trunks in shock, "I-It appears this guy can incorporate the functions of any mechanical object he eats! He's a walking, talking Dragon Radar now!"



"Hmph. So we did gain something for this detour. Another one to come with us on this quest," said Piccolo, "the Dragon Ball appears close by! Trunks, Pan, we find the first Ultimate Dragon Ball before the day is done!"



"YEAH!!!" said Trunks and Pan triumphantly as the trio started the spaceship on the journey for the first Ultimate Dragon Ball...



To be continued...

First off, let me ask you a few things about the power scaling in your story.

As far as I remember, Base GT Goku is DBZ SSJ3 tier and he was around the same level as Ledgic. After he went SSJ however he beat him without much problem.
You have Piccolo being strong enough to severely damage Ledgic with his Hellzone Grenades and after removing his weights he can even deal major damage to him in H2H combat. Then you have a combined blast of Trunks and Piccolo's strongest attacks being able to stalemate (an injured) Ledgic's full power blast and overwhelm it due to the latter's injuries.

This means that either both Trunks and Piccolo are considerably stronger in your version of the story or that Ledgic himself is a lot weaker than he was in the anime. For what it's worth, however, Piccolo does admit that both him and Trunks are individually weaker than Ledgic.

:ramsaythunk

Anyway, one chance I noticed is that Ledgic himself kills Donkey which I'm totally fine with since he was an absolute ass.
I noticed that Trunks is aware of his weakness, his short temper but I wonder if he will actually be able to fix that. So far he's constantly had Piccolo remind him to keep his cool.

For your first major fight I will say that the choreography was creative. No ATATATATAs and you actually tried to keep some balance between the H2H and ki blast attacks. I'm curious if you're actually gonna have Ledgic return for a second round or completely forget about him like TOEI did lmao

Chapter 5:

Spoiler:



Chapter 5: Fly Like A Butterfly, Sting Like A Bee




The trio, after the tough battle on Planet Imegga, were closing in on the stratosphere of the planet that Gill detected the first Dragon Ball in. As Piccolo, who was piloting the spaceship, was about to command a landing, Pan was fidgeting with their new robot companion.

"Say, what's this guy's name? We've been calling him 'Gill' because it's all he ever says, but he hasn't even told us..." moaned Pan as she kept playing around by opening his backside Dragon Radar compartment.

"Gill! Gill! My name is T2006," replied Gill, "full numerical component is decidedly or DB4649T2006RS!"

"DB4- what?!" said Pan, befuddled, "I don't think I've even heard a number that big in math class!"

"That's the robot's production number," said Trunks as he was lifting some specially built 100-ton weights he brought from Vegeta's stash of weights, "robots are mass-produced in assembly lines, so programming them with the knowledge of their production numbers helps keep track of each individual unit. As well as weed out defects."

"Well this thing definitely has to be defective," said Pan, "what kind of robot actually has an appetite? He could've just recharged himself instead of nom nom nom'ing our radar..."

"We're closing in on the planet," interjected Piccolo, "fasten your seat belts, the both of you!"

"Aye aye, sir!" replied the two as the environment around them darkened into a deep red as the spaceship penetrated the strange planet's atmosphere, at which point the turbulence caused Trunks to lose his grip on his 100-ton weights.

"Kyaaaaaaah!!" yelled Pan as she ducked and barely managed to avoid having her head explode into a bloody mess from making impact with the weights. Trunks tried to grab his weights before they could destroy anything inside the ship, until Piccolo stopped the weights in their track with his psychic powers. Unfortunately, this moment of distraction caused the spaceship to fly off course and nearly land into the mouth of a humongous, turtle shell-adorned alligator.

"Oh shit," said Trunks as he unfastened his seatbelts and just managed to grab hold of his heavy weights, at which point Piccolo narrowly managed to steer OctoPUS 9000 away from the jaws of the titanic alligator.

"What is this, Gulliver? We've landed on some sort of giant planet," said Trunks as he put his weights down and sighed to calm himself down from the shock, "but at least unlike our last detour, I don't sense any particularly great Ki here. I think this first Dragon Ball should be a piece of cake compared to what we went through on our last stop."

"P-Piece of cake?!" cried out Pan as she shed a tear, "Just now I was 2 inches away from my head flying off! You better apologize, Trunks! This is no way to treat a lady!"

"Alright, alright," said Trunks, him still not having forgotten what Pan put them through when she first snuck on the spaceship, "that was my bad. My dad always taught me that a workout isn't a workout until you've completely tired yourself out. My arms were so sore, I lost my grip."

Trunks, Piccolo and Pan both stepped outside of the ship and locked OctoPUS 9000's door. Pan was still fed up with Trunks endangering her life, and bickered with him.

"That's enough of placing the blame, you two," said Piccolo, "remember, the time we're allowed on this journey is quite limited for scouring the universe. It's time to take what we came for."

Trunks lifted OctoPUS 9000 and hid it between a few trees.

"Say Trunks, why aren't we just shrinking it back to a capsule? The Imeggan scientists fixed our ship, right?" asked Pan, prompting Trunks to answer, "Because with how large everything is here, if we dropped our capsule case and it got lost somewhere, our entire mission ends up a failure. It's safer to leave it out of any of these creatures' line of sight."

The three then flew slowly away in search of the first Ultimate Dragon Ball.

"Those alligators seriously looked like they had mountains stacked up on their backs," whined Pan, "this place just gives me the creeps. Don't you think looking for one Dragon Ball here is like looking for a grain of sand on a beach?"

"That's why we have a radar-robot to help us find it," said Trunks, "although Piccolo-san, according to Gohan-san's research on the previous battles of our whole crew, aren't you able to turn into a giant anytime you want? Maybe we could just rest on your shoulders or something while you search this planet at a more appropriate size."

"That ability of mine I stopped using long ago," said Piccolo, "it doesn't improve my speed or power and just makes me a bigger target. There's no particular use for that ability other than as a surprise attack when you feel like increasing your weight to pack a heavier punch."

"I-I see..." said Trunks, as Pan suddenly stepped into a large flower stalk and then emerged in a bee costume, saying, "Hey, hey Trunks! Look at me, aren't I preeeeeeettttty?"

"Beautiful," said Trunks sarcastically, "but you really aren't helping us search much of anything. We've already wasted a few days on the Imegga detour, we need to get a move on-"

Just as Trunks was about to finish this sentence, Pan got onto a large flower and sipped the honey, saying, "Oooh! Sweet!" before sprawling her four limbs on the comfort of the flower, saying "this is real comfy! Just like the queen sized bed I always used to watch television on at Satan-Ojichan's house!"

"Pan, we really have better things to do..." groaned Trunks, as suddenly a large swarm of bees flew from a distance.

"W-What the hell?!" cried out Trunks as suddenly, the swarm grabbed onto Pan and took her far from the other two.

"T-Trunks! Piccolo-san!!" screamed Pan as she was abducted and taken far away into the distance.

"P-Piccolo-san, what should we do?" inquired Trunks, "The Dragon Ball probably isn't far from here, and despite how Pan looks, she is a Saiyan. She can probably take care of herself..."

"Yes, you're right. The Dragon Ball is probably a higher priority," replied Piccolo, "I don't know how much venom those bees may be packing, but knowing the level of intellect that an average Earthly bee possesses, they probably mistook her for another of their kind. She should be safe for now. Let's search for the Dragon Ball first, grab it and rescue Pan and leave this planet afterward."

"Roger that," said Trunks, "I probably shouldn't be apathetic towards her after my weights almost took her head off, but the Dragon Ball probably comes first in this situation."

The two headed for the location of the Dragon Ball as shown on Gill's radar screen. They closed in a humongous apple tree.

"It couldn't have gotten on this apple, could it?" said Trunks as he scraped a bit off to take a bite, still tired from his training on the ship.

"There! I see it!" said Piccolo as he pointed to a faint, orange glow on the ground.

"Y-Yes, I see it too! I'll grab it right now-" replied Trunks as he haphazardly took too big of a chunk off the apple and caused it to fall. The apple fell right onto the Ultimate Dragon Ball.

"W-What?!" said Trunks, "I-I didn't mean to!"

Just then, a large bird swooped in and took the apple. The Dragon Ball was no longer where it was previously.

"The Dragon Ball must have been embedded on the bottom of the apple! Let's chase after that bird, Piccolo-san!" said Trunks nervously.

"Wait," said Piccolo, "the bird is heading in the direction of a larger Ki."

The bird landed on the fingers of a giant several floors tall. The giant pet the bird and dropped the large apple into his basket, then turned around and headed elsewhere.

Meanwhile, the scene cuts back to Pan as she was taken into a large beehive...

"W-Wait! All of you, where are you taking me?!" screamed Pan, as she was thrown into the inside of a huge beehive, where she was dropped next to a collection of large bee eggs.

"W-Where is this place?" said Pan, "Did you guys mistake me for a bee or something so you could have me mate with some boy bee?! I'll have you know, I'm 3/4ths Earthling! And I like my boys tall, dark and handsome, thank you very much!"

The bees then whirred loudly, causing Pan to cover her ears in pain and distress.

"Y-You guys... You know, I can bust this whole place into a mountain fire if I wanted-" said Pan, irritated, before suddenly the bee eggs hatched. She grabbed onto a new hatchling and her frown turned to a smile, at which point she shouted out, "Awww! How cute!"

Meanwhile, Trunks and Piccolo were observing the giant walk bristly away, generating footprints the size of cars.

"W-What do we do now?" said Trunks, "It'd probably be easy to knock out that giant and take our Dragon Ball, but I'd rather not hurt it after the cruelty we saw on Imegga."

"That giant appears to be unable to suppress his Ki, and we have the signal of the Dragon Ball on our radar," said Piccolo, "and for whatever reason, Pan's Ki is oddly small right now. Almost as if she's terribly relaxed. I'd wager she isn't poisoned, but it's probably a safer bet to go fetch her and then reconvene and get the ball from the giant."

"Roger that," said Trunks as he flared up a flight aura and together with Piccolo, headed for Pan's location.

En route, Trunks and Piccolo saw a massive spider web with a spider large enough to barely fit in an apartment, about to treat itself to what appeared to be a prey caught in its web, with bee antennae and wings.

"P-Pan! That's Pan, isn't it?!" said Trunks worriedly, "Maybe that spider got its venom on her and that's why her Ki is so small and 'relaxed?'"

"There's no time to waste," said Piccolo before charging a small Bakurikimaha attack, "Ha!"

The attack instantly knocked the spider hundreds of feet away from the web, at which point Trunks dove in and quickly grabbed the ensnared "Saiyan girl." He untied the web to find that it was in fact a large bee, larger than the other bees in the swarm they saw earlier.

"T-This is the queen bee! The other bees must have been looking for it when they took Pan!"

Just then, Pan flew in their direction whining, "Sheesh! I keep telling them and telling them, I'm not the queen bee! Wait..."

"Pan! We're right here!" said Trunks as he waved his hand out. Pan, elated, jumped right into Trunks' reach and grabbed the queen bee, at which point she juggled it in mid air before kicking it toward the large swarm behind her.

"There! You have your queen bee among you now! So don't bother me anymore, okay?!" said Pan as she bid the swarm of bees goodbye.

"Now we've all convened together. It's time to search for the giant!" said Piccolo as he flared up an aura and opened Gill's radar component before flying off.

"Giant? What's he talking about-" said Pan as Trunks took off after Piccolo and then yelled frantically, "Hey! Wait for me!"

Piccolo, Trunks and Pan were heading within relatively close range of the Ultimate Dragon Ball when Gill's radar screen suddenly went blank.

"Huh? This thing went blank," said Trunks, "That's weird... I tinkered with the radar myself, it can't have malfunctioned."

"For these types of things, you just have to smack them senseless until they start to function," said Pan as she snatched Gill from her elders, "just like I do with Papa's microwave anytime it won't run proper!"

"Pan, that's dangerous," said Trunks, "robots are very delicate! If you break it, we'll have to go back to the spaceship and get the Super Radar, and if we lose that, our whole mission's a failure!"

"Energy insufficient, energy insufficient!" declared Gill, "Going into hybernation mode!"

"I-Insufficient?!" said Pan, worriedly, "That means it's out of power, doesn't it? I-I didn't mean to destroy the power-"

"It's not because you hit it, Pan," said Piccolo, "or it would have mentioned the damage it received. The point it's trying to get across is that its power is low. Going back to fetch the Super Radar is both risky and time-consuming, so let's just go after the giant. With any luck, we should find the Dragon Ball before sundown."

"H-How do we do that, exactly?" asked Pan, "with no radar signal, who knows if we'll run into the right one?"

"This place may pack everything in bigger shapes and sizes, but generally there's a different Ki signal for everybody, Pan," said Trunks, "we were able to save you in the first place because we felt your distinct Ki signal out of all the other creatures on this planet. And the apple the Dragon Ball is stuck on is distinct enough in of itself. We came this far, we're not leaving without getting the Dragon Ball first. My pride won't allow it."

"I see him! It's the giant," yelled Piccolo, "I memorized distinct ticks and tones in the way he steps foot on the ground! Let's hide behind that bottle and seize the Dragon Ball before he eats it!"

The trio landed next to the boat-sized bottle that they saw a few hundred feet away from the giant and waited patiently to plan their next move.

"T-Trunks, he's big, but his Ki isn't anything to write home about," said Pan, "how about we knock him out and get the ball before he eats it?"

"Don't do it, Pan," said Trunks, "I don't think you realize just how strong we are relative to the rest of the universal population. Your dad was already strong enough to take out the second-strongest Saiyan survivor by the time he was on Namek, and you're almost twice the age he was then! Hit him too hard, and you could kill him. This isn't like with Redjic or Don Kee, we're not dealing with a hostile enemy."

Just as Trunks said this, the trio noticed the apple that had the four-star Ultimate Dragon Ball roll out of the giant's massive basket.

"T-There, it's right there!" said Pan as she instinctively jumped out and tried to grab the apple. Unfortunately, she was suppressed during this time and the giant grabbed the apple and dropped it into his mouth first.

"G-Gah!!" said both Trunks and Piccolo, "The giant ate that apple?!"

"Oh no!!" screamed Pan, "Now what are we gonna do?!"

"I-I guess we could wait it out until it comes out the other end..." said Trunks, as baffled as Pan was.

"We don't have that much time. We have to do something," said Piccolo, "remember, we have less than six months. I feel bad for the giant, but I suppose punching him in the stomach to make him regurgitate the apple is the best option we have-"

Just as Piccolo said this, the giant suddenly cried out in pain, grabbing the right side of his cheeks and suddenly throwing punches frantically. Pan tried to avoid the first couple of punches, only to be thrown a mile away when the giant unintentionally backhanded her.

"Pan! Are you alright?" said Trunks as he turned Super Saiyan and hurriedly grabbed her in mid-air before she could crash into a tree, "that was really dangerous. Suppressed as you were, you would've gotten seriously hurt if you'd crashed into that tree."

"The way that giant is grabbing his mouth, I'd wager something got into his teeth! It could be the Dragon Ball, we need to search inside his mouth!" yelled Piccolo, "I'd do it, but the attacks I have are too lethal! Internally damaging his head could seriously hurt him!"

"G-Grrr...." said Pan, fumingly, "I'd rather get in the damn things mouth and knock out all his teeth than wait for him to crap that thing out! And I'm not letting my pretty face get soiled with his smelly freakin' poop! I'd rather the Earth explode than that!"

"Pan, it's not like he meant to hurt you..." said Trunks, "I'm not one to talk, but your anger is a little misplaced!"

"Misplaced, my butt! I'm going in!!" yelled Pan as she flared up an aura and then jumped right into the giant's mouth, deftly avoiding his fists. The giant tried to spit her out, only for her to smack the top of his mouth and cause him to collapse onto the floor in pain.

"Ka... Me... Ha... Me..." said Pan as she charged her grandfather's signature attack, "HAAAAA!!!"

A bluish-white wave of Ki emerged from the giant's mouth, busting the cavity that contained the four-star Ultimate Dragon Ball right out. Pan then flew out of the giant's mouth, covered in his saliva.

"Y-Yuck! Whenever we get on the next planet with a Dragon Ball in it, I'm definitely taking a long-overdue shower!!" said Pan, as she used her bee wings to wipe the saliva off. Trunks deftly grabbed the tooth before it could land on the floor and get stuck on another apple or fly off somewhere, and then plucked the four-star Dragon Ball out.

"I see. This cavity must have been hurting him badly," said Trunks, "the Dragon Ball slipped right into the part of it that'd been eaten away. Here, big guy! The cavity that was hurting you is here. If there's some kind of dentist on this planet, I recommend you find a replacement pronto!"

The giant was confused at first, but smiled and understood Trunks' kindness, grabbing the tooth and soon bidding them farewell.

"Hmph. So it's as I declared, we found the first Dragon Ball before the day is done," said Piccolo, "but this is just the beginning of our journey! We head for the next Ultimate Dragon Ball without a moment's haste!"

"Aye aye, sir!!" said both Trunks and Pan as they flared up auras and flew with Piccolo to the location of the OctoPUS 9000 spaceship. Once there, they recharged Gill and asked him again, "So what is the name of this thing? Do we call it that long-winded DB-whatever name, or..." said Pan as she kept tapping onto the robot as it recharged, "or how about we just call him... Gill?"

"That's the word he uses the most and I agree his name is quite hard to memorize, so let's just go with that," said Trunks, "but you know what, Pan? The four-star numbered Dragon Ball actually goes back far in both our family lines! It's the first Dragon Ball that your grandpa Goku-san brought on his journey with my mom, and the one he kept on him after defeating the Red Ribbon Army up until fighting Piccolo-san's henchmen!"

"That's my father Piccolo," said Piccolo, "I am a reincarnation, a spore produced from within his body in his last moments to carry out his will. I may have inherited his memories, but little of his evil. If I had, I couldn't have seen the error of my ways through my friendships with Gohan, Goku and Kuririn."

"Well, I am told that you did try to kill Goku-san in the Budokai you fought in," said Trunks mischievously, "and actually succeeded doing it, five years later!"

"Grr...." moaned Piccolo, "You just have to bring up a past that I'd rather forget. Anyway, none of that is relevant. Trunks, drop and give me three hundred push-ups with your weights on your back, now!"

"W-What?!" said Trunks, shell-shocked, "B-But I already went through such a workout, my arms are sorer than when I fought Redjic!"

"Silence! If you're going to defeat him without my help, I won't have you whining! Do it or I'll make it six hundred!!" yelled Piccolo, clearly vindictive to an extent.

"Y-You can't be serious..." said Trunks, clearly forcing himself into push-up position, "I-I probably won't be able to feel my arms!!"

"Do it before I put weighted clothes on you! Do it now!!" yelled Piccolo firmly.

"Hahahaha! You'd better nut up and do it Trunks, before Piccolo-san just makes it harder!" said Pan mockingly.

"The journey for the Ultimate Dragon Balls has only just begun! And we aren't letting even a single moment go to waste!" lectured Piccolo as OctoPUS 9000 headed for their next location...


To be continued...
This chapter felt shorter which is a plus, because the previous one was a bit long.

First off, I think all the drama could've been avoided if either Trunks or Piccolo could've just instantly seized the Ultimate DB from the bird. These guys are so much faster than 99% of the universe that a mere bird might as well be frozen in time from their perspective...
But I understand, it's because of plot. You had to tell an adventure.

At this point in time I still don't care much for Pan and her shenanigans are meh at most.

I like that the character are at least aware of how powerful they actually are, in the sense that even while massively suppressed they still have to take it easy on other beings. I don't remember anything from this portion of the arc so I dunno if the giant was present in the original GT as well or not. But anyway, would've been hilarious if he swallowed the DB and they were forced to punch a hole in his stomach to retrieve it lol

That last bit with Piccolo forcing Trunks to do push-ups military style reminds me of the early days when Piccolo used to take care of Gohan. Funny way to end the chapter after Trunks pushed the wrongs buttons by reminding Piccolo of a past better left buried.
 

Godly Giraffe - King of the Uverworld

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First off, let me ask you a few things about the power scaling in your story.

As far as I remember, Base GT Goku is DBZ SSJ3 tier and he was around the same level as Ledgic. After he went SSJ however he beat him without much problem.
You have Piccolo being strong enough to severely damage Ledgic with his Hellzone Grenades and after removing his weights he can even deal major damage to him in H2H combat. Then you have a combined blast of Trunks and Piccolo's strongest attacks being able to stalemate (an injured) Ledgic's full power blast and overwhelm it due to the latter's injuries.

This means that either both Trunks and Piccolo are considerably stronger in your version of the story or that Ledgic himself is a lot weaker than he was in the anime. For what it's worth, however, Piccolo does admit that both him and Trunks are individually weaker than Ledgic.

:ramsaythunk

Trunks later explains that he has done some training on and off. Him and Piccolo are simply much stronger than they were in the Boo saga. I'd say Redjic is about the same strength as he was in the original GT series, but he will be much stronger when he reappears (don't worry, I won't forget about him like Toei did).
Anyway, one chance I noticed is that Ledgic himself kills Donkey which I'm totally fine with since he was an absolute ass.
I noticed that Trunks is aware of his weakness, his short temper but I wonder if he will actually be able to fix that. So far he's constantly had Piccolo remind him to keep his cool.

Trunks' anger plays a major role later in his growth. You'll see it become a major plot point in Chapter 8.
This chapter felt shorter which is a plus, because the previous one was a bit long.

First off, I think all the drama could've been avoided if either Trunks or Piccolo could've just instantly seized the Ultimate DB from the bird. These guys are so much faster than 99% of the universe that a mere bird might as well be frozen in time from their perspective...
But I understand, it's because of plot. You had to tell an adventure.

Yeah, I chose to keep most of the story beats the same as the original GT episode since low level parts of the quest like this add further weight to things getting serious around the time Baby and the ilk appear.
At this point in time I still don't care much for Pan and her shenanigans are meh at most.

I like that the character are at least aware of how powerful they actually are, in the sense that even while massively suppressed they still have to take it easy on other beings. I don't remember anything from this portion of the arc so I dunno if the giant was present in the original GT as well or not. But anyway, would've been hilarious if he swallowed the DB and they were forced to punch a hole in his stomach to retrieve it lol

Yeah the bees and the giant were portrayed as though they were able to force the heroes to do things despite probably being an ant to them power-wise in the original, so I had them note that even Gohan as a little kid surpassed Nappa meaning they would absolutely wreck these random giants.

I'm going to write chapter 10 either today or tomorrow. Look forward to it.
 
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