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Special Opening: Cha-La-Head-Cha-La

Seven mystical orange orbs descend from the sky, shining brightly and illuminating the sky, a dragon known as Shenron emerges to grant any wish your soul desires. A single person, the one who summoned this powerful dragon, asks for a theatre of great stories. Stories filled to the brim with wonder, action, romance, drama, and so much more. A plethora of tales that'll leave the world amazed.

Shenron grants the wish, creating a theater that shall showcase an anthology of films that will fill the desire of the one who wished for them.

The person takes her seat, chewing on some buttery popcorn. A hand reaches over to take some of her food, her yellow spirals bare into the black orbs of her husband, Son Goku. The savior of the universe grins sheepishly at her, his hand still deep in her bucket. Makima rolls her eyes, allowing him to have some of her food.

Suddenly, two smaller hands dip into her bucket next. Makima looked back to her Goten and Nayuta refused to meet her gaze. Sighing a bit, the Control Devil hands over her bucket to the twins to share. When she thought she wouldn't have anything to eat, a bucket of popcorn was placed on her lap. Makima turns to see her oldest son, Gohan, handing her his own. She ruffles his hair, appreciating his kind gesture, but pushes it back for him to enjoy himself.

As the jumbo screen flicks on, Makima curls into her husband's side, enjoying his warmth. All around the Son Family were their friends and companions, ready to enjoy the film anthology alongside them.

The screen started to countdown:

3!

2!

1!

Breaking through the shining clouds, I fly away (fly away)

The panorama spreads throughout my body.

Kicked in the face, the Earth gets angry (angry),

Goku soars through the air on the Nimbus, the twins pop up from behind his legs. He lifts them both up to carry on his shoulders.

Making a volcano explode.

Goten and Nayuta run along Shenron's body, laughing joyously. Behind them, Kibito Kai, Elder Kai, and Yajirobe were trying not to fall off the dragon.

The twins jump off the dragon when Yamcha, Tien, and Krillin fly right past them. Gohan soon scoops them both up, causing them to start laughing again.

If, within the melting polar icecaps,

Standing back-to-back on an arctic glacier was Yoru and Piccolo. Asa, in her spirit form, hugged herself tightly since she could still feel the freezing cold.

If there's a dinosaur, I want to train it to balance on a ball.

Makima plopped a huge stack of food on the dinner table for the twins to enjoy, however Fami descended and devoured it all right in front of them. Makima face-palmed while the twins tackled their aunt to get their food back.

On the contrary, the Briefs family were enjoying a more peaceful dinner, while one of Dr. Brief's dinosaurs tried to eat off Vegeta's plate.

Cha-La Head-Cha-La

No matter what happens, I won't be bothered one bit

Fifteen meteors descend from the sky, all striking the planet simultaneously. Malicious villains of different shapes and sizes flashed across the screen, their bodies obscured by shadows but their eyes glowing ruby red.

Cha-La Head-Cha-La

Standing beneath the full moon, the Chainsaw Devil roared loudly as a plethora of Devils descended in an attempt to kill him.

As long as my heart beats loud,

A T-Rex roars hungrily as he chases down a terrified Kobeni. Trunks, Goten, and Nayuta watch from above, waiting for the right moment to intervene. Seeing their amusement, Videl decides to save her adoptive sister in their steed.

The Energy Sphere roars

In a badass sequence, the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse join together for the first time in centuries, battling against another set of four extremely powerful ancient Devils.

Cha-La Head-Cha-La

Outstandingly powerful energy surges from within Son Goku. The hero raises his hands into the air, the energy exploding forth in a bright light.

I'd rather empty my head, so I could stuff it with dreams.

The twins run along the mountain peaks as Shenron emerges from the clouds behind them, proudly ascending into the sky.

Cha-La Head-Cha-La

With a smile that's Ultra-Z,

Even today goes Aye-yi-yi-yi-yi...

Makima and Gohan fly across the screen, while the twins free-fall without a worry. Goku, on the Nimbus, swoops down to catch the two. His wife and oldest son swirl around them before all five of them ascend further into the sky.

Sparking!

The sequence ends with the Z-Fighters and Horseman standing together, Goku drops down to take the center stage.

AH!

He transforms into a Super Saiyan to finish it off in dramatic fashion.

Opening End

NOTE: Just felt like making a change is all. Enjoy the story.

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Movie 1: Dead Zone

The barren rocky wasteland shuddered as an overwhelming force tore through it without mercy. Winds blew through with a low whistle that echoed against the countless caverns that lived within the wasteland. "HYAAAH!" A white blast of energy exploded against the rocks, scattering them across the wind.

Huffing with slight exhaustion was none other than the reincarnation of the Demon King Piccolo. His white cap bellowed in the wind as he floated over the destruction he had been causing for a few hours now. This wasn't mindless destruction, of course, he was simply training to increase his own strength. Five years ago, he had suffered a humiliating defeat at the hands of his arch-rival Son Goku. Ever since then he had been training himself diligently to exact his vengeance on his foes and rule the world with an iron fist. "Son Goku, next time, I'll defeat you for sure!" Piccolo declared.

Then something in the distance caught his eye. He squinted at the figure running through the air towards him. Then another presence was coming at him from behind in the same running motion. Piccolo assumed it to be Son Goku and that putrid Control Devil he was infatuated with; however, their energies were far too different to belong to those two. Which begged the question on who these meddlesome fools truly are-

FHEW!

Piccolo had no time to react as a third figure came from below. The enemy smashed into his gut, knocking him further into the air. Suddenly, a fourth enemy struck him from behind to knock him into the first two from before. They landed a barrage of strikes against the Namekian without stopping, ensuring that Piccolo had no chance to react. The other two joined the beatdown as well, pressing Piccolo against the rocky cavern. He grunted slightly as he took in the sight before him.

The four who had attacked him stepped back to join up with a large fifth shadowed figure who stood on top of the rocky landscape. "W-who are you?!"

"Finish him!" The leader ordered. His henchmen complied without refusal. All four fired off a large wave of energy that swallowed Piccolo and devastated the rest of the cavern, burying the Namekian in a charred rocky tomb.

"HA HA HA HA HA!" The leader laughed. "Piccolo and Kami are of one body and mind! Now, Kami is dead, too!"

Above the skies of Earth, Kami's Lookout stood tall and divine. The guardian of the planet clutched his chest as he felt Piccolo's life reach dangerous levels. "P-Piccolo has been beaten?!" He was confused on who could've managed to achieve such a feat. "Was it Son Goku or one of the Four Horsemen? Perhaps a powerful Devil had made itself known…?" Suddenly, a terrible thought reached his mind. "No…! There's only one person who could know of my connection with Piccolo…!" Kami struggled to stand, using his staff as a crutch. "I-I have to warn Son Goku…before…be…fore…" The God of Earth collapsed, his staff cluttering to the ground.

Luckily, his attendant had been coming towards his ward with a bucket of water in his hands. "Kami? I've come with the-OH NO!" Mr. Popo tossed the bucket of water aside and hurried to his lord. "Kami! Kami!"

The old Namekian's body moved, signaling that he was still alive. "M-Mr. Popo…?"

"Kami?! What's wrong?! Is it Piccolo?! Is he…?"

"No. He still lives, barely." Kami moved slowly, requiring the help of his attendant. "T-the Earth is in grave danger…! I'm afraid that Garlic Jr. has returned!"

On the peaceful lands of Mt. Paozu, the Son household continued on with their peaceful days without thoughts of the outside world. Son Makima, the wife of Son Goku and one of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, shut off the sink faucet as she finished preparing the ingredients for today's lunch. Her husband was out fishing for the meat portion of their lunch while she prepared everything else. Fishing and just outdoor activities in general were of the few activities outside of martial arts that her darling excelled at. They could go to a nearby supermarket in the city to buy fish, but the ones here in the mountains were far healthier to consume.

Makima looked out the window to check for their son, but he was nowhere in sight. A quick scan over the forest allowed her to find that he had simply wandered a bit off into the woods. He had been reading one of his encyclopedias to keep himself busy until lunch was ready. It might have seemed strange for a three-year-old child to be reading something like that, but Gohan was far more intelligent than most children his age, mostly due to her genetics inside of him.

As she stepped outside, greeted by the mild summer heat, she pushed her crimson bangs to the side to take in the beauty in front of her. The sun illuminated the beautiful white and ruby sun dress she was wearing. The mountains truly were better than the bustling city she used to live in before marrying her darling. It made her happy knowing that her son would get to experience this type of life before being more exposed to the noisy city. Makima turned to the direction her son had run off to. "Gohan! Come here!"

A few moments later, the small hybrid hurried to her direction with his huge encyclopedia held above his head. Naturally the boy would be strong due to his genetics even without the proper training to utilize it correctly. It wasn't an issue now, but she and Goku planned to start training him once he was a few more years older. The sun reflected off of his usual red cap which had the Four-Star Dragon Ball resting on the tip. One of the seven mystical artifacts capable of summoning a wish granting dragon once belonged to Gohan's namesake, her darling's adoptive grandfather, was now a little boy's decoration. It was a funny little thing.

"Mommy!" Gohan exclaimed as he approached.

She carefully took the book from him and held it under her arm. "Gohan, what did Mommy say about wandering off into the woods without her or Daddy knowing?"

He lowered his head slightly. "B-but I didn't go off too far…"

"Still, there are many creatures in these woods that could harm you. If you wish to read in a quieter area, then let one of us know ahead of time, okay?" Makima explained to him.

"Yes, Mommy." Gohan nodded his head, understanding her worries. Still, he didn't think it was too big of a deal. He looked around their clearing, not seeing the familiar body of orange. "Where's Daddy?"

"He's still out fishing but he should be back soon. Help me set up the lunch table out here." Makima said.

Gohan gasped with wide eyes. "We're going to eat outside today?!" His brown tail waggled in excitement.

She smiled at his infectious joy, reminded of the boy's father. "Yes, it's a beautiful day. It would be a waste to just sit inside all day." Makima turned towards their storage garage she had recently gotten when the house started to run out of space.

"Can the dogs eat out here with us too?!" Gohan asked.

"As long as you don't feed them too much." Makima replied.

"I won't, Mommy!"

"He probably will." Makima internally sighed. Her little boy would cave instantly to their pets' pouts whenever they begged for scraps. She approached the garage and opened the door, expecting to see their spare table inside. However, the Control Devil's eyes widened at the cloaked figure that stood in the middle of her property. "Who are-"

Suddenly, her shadow came to life, ensnaring the woman tightly. Makima gasped for a moment and fought against the hold she was trapped in. To her surprise, her own shadow seemed to share a similar level of strength to her, making escape difficult.

"Mommy!"

Makima's head whipped around to see that there were other cloaked figures that had invaded her home. One of them held her struggling baby boy by the neck, causing him to scream in fear. Makima called out to her son. "Gohan!" She glared at the intruders with pure animosity. "Who are you?!" It confused her on how these people managed to slip past her notice, it was incredibly difficult for anyone to get the drop on her. "Put my son down, now!" Makima's eyes flashed dangerously in their direction.

Before her powers could invade their minds, a mystical shield blocked her attempt to attack their minds, shocking her. "What?!"

One of the cloaked individuals stepped forward. "We've come for the Dragon Ball on top of that kid's head." He points at the whimpering child.

Whatever reasons they wanted the Dragon Balls for could come later, she was entirely focused on her son's safety. "Then take the ball and leave my home!"

"No can do." The one who had trapped her, a feminine voice came from the captor, stepped past her into the open field. "The Dragon Ball is one of our goals with the capture of the Control Devil's spawn is but the second."

Makima's eyes widened. They knew her identity, the location of her home, the Dragon Balls, and even how to block her abilities! Just who the hell were they?! "I don't know who you people are but be warned that I'll be hunting you down! Not only that but my husband won't let you get away with this either!"

"Unfortunately for you, this is where your story ends." The four cloaks floated into the air, taking Gohan with him.

"Mommy! Mommy, help me!" Gohan cried for his mother.

"Gohan! Mommy's coming! Don't worry!" She continued to push against the shadow's hold, cursing the strange power that's been holding her back. Makima's eyes widened when she noticed the clearing glow far brighter than before. She looked up to see a barrage of energy blasts rain down upon her like a storm of hail. The blasts not only buried her into the ground but also destroyed the home she had built with her husband. Leaving nothing but rubble, scorched ash, and smoke left in their wake.

"MOMMY!" Gohan continued to wail as he was captured by the intruders. They flew off towards their base with the crying child in their grasp.

Goku's eyes snapped open as he felt his wife's energy drop considerably low. He pushed himself out of the lake's warm waters, completely naked from his ventures. Goku forwent the fish he had been spending the late morning capturing in favor of getting dressed. Once he was fully clothed, he sprinted back towards his home to find his wife and son. His eyes widened in worry at the sight of the rubble that used to be his home. "Makima! Gohan! Where are you guys?!"

There were loud barking sounds coming from some of the rubble, catching his attention. He looked over to see their gaggle of dogs, who luckily survived, attempting to get his attention. Goku hurried over to the rubble and started throwing the destroyed pieces of wood and metal out of the way. A breath of relief escaped his throat as he took in the sight of his wife. Her clothes and skin were ruined and burnt but she was clearly still alive. "Makima! Makima, what happened?! Where's Gohan?!"

"D-darling…" Makima was trying to regain her senses. She felt Goku take her into his arms and carry her away from the rubble.

"It's okay, take your time. Explain to me what happened while I was gone." Goku said.

She shook her head. "W-we don't have time…!" The Control Devil was trying to speed up her regeneration. "Intruders slipped past my senses, they came for the Dragon Balls and took Gohan!"

"What?!" Goku was shocked that all of this happened while he was gone. He didn't think there was anything capable of slipping past Makima's defenses so easily but whoever these guys were proved to be dangerous. They also took their son and destroyed their home, which pissed him off a lot. "Do you know where they went?!"

"N-no…and I can't sense Gohan either. It's likely they're using magic to block and interfere with my powers." Makima finished recovering from her wounds and hissed dangerously. "I hate magic!"

"Then, I guess we're gonna have to rely on the old fashion way to find them!" Goku punched his palm.

"Let me change quickly and we'll head out. Those fools are going to pay dearly for crossing us." Makima promised with dark glee.

Far away from human civilization, a dark castle loomed above the clouds. Its dark brown features reflected the orange skies infected by the evil presence within. A child's sniffling could be heard from the throne room, which is where Gohan and the Dragon Ball had been taken. The four individuals who had done the deed bowed respectfully in front of their master.

The first is a short individual. He has a skull-like nose which gives him the appearance of a vampire bat. He has dark olive skin and red eyes, and he is typically seen wearing a large dark cloak. His name is Ginger.

The second is a tall male with white hair and blue skin. He sports a set of sharp fangs. He's dressed in white and purple robes over a set of purple armor that covers his torso. His name is Nicky.

The third is a bulky male. He has long red-purple sideburns, a muscular body type, and a head that somewhat resembles a pickle. His body is covered by black and darkish red armor over his torso. His name is Sansho.

The final is the only female of the group. She has short black hair that reaches down to the top of her neck. She has several pieces of colorful jewelry pierced into her arms and legs. Her slender build is covered by a set of black and purplish armor with tight black leggings over her legs. The most striking detail about her were her glowing amethyst-colored eyes. This woman's name is Amba.

Their leader sat upon his golden throne with a sinister look. He is a small, turquoise alien with pointy ears and green spots above his head. He has white eyes with small black pupils, although in some cases, owing to his more demonic nature, they glow pure red. He wears a burly robe with a white hood and a button under his cloak. Underneath his robe, he is dressed in a black cassock with a gold-colored castle emblem on a red background with a light blue line on the side of the background. Underneath the cassock, he wears black pants and blue shoes. This individual is Garlic Jr. "This makes five of seven, correct?"

"Yes, sir!" His henchmen responded.

"Then there are only two left." Garlic Jr. stood from his throne. "Ginger, once I have all seven together, I can ask Shenron for eternal life, correct?"

"Yes, sir!" Ginger and the others exclaimed.

Garlic Jr. smirked at the vivid images of his future. "Heh! That wretched Kami shall die but I shall remain immortal! Yes, that shall be my first step upon reaching immortality! I'll plunge all living creatures, humans and Devils alike, under my supreme rule! They'll all fall into despair and misery! HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!" As he continued his cliche evil laugh, his henchmen shivered a bit.

"I want to go home!"

"Eh?" Everyone looked down at the crying child, having forgotten he was there for a moment. Ginger snarled at the kid, scaring him once more. "Shut it, brat! You're never going home!"

Gohan glared at the mean aliens. "Shut up! My Mommy and Daddy are going to save me! My Daddy is Son Goku, the strongest man in the world! And my Mommy is the Control Devil, they'll come for me!"

"We killed your Mother, boy! Don't you remember?!" Amba yelled.

"Nuh uh! My Mommy's too strong to lose to you losers!" Gohan argued, striking a nerve in the four henchmen.

"Say that again, brat!" Ginger hissed.

"Enough!" Garlic Jr.'s order silenced the air around them. His sinister eyes looked down at Gohan, making the boy flinch. "Your ancestry is exactly why I want you, kid."

"W-what?!" Gohan trembled.

"The son of the powerful Control Devil and Son Goku has to have unmeasurable potential laying deep within. Once I achieve immortality and rule the world, I'll turn you into one of my servants. A loyal pet to use to my whims and nobody in the universe will be able to challenge my rule!" Garlic Jr. declared with a mighty echo.

Gohan continued to tremble, tears beckoning the corners of his eyes. He didn't like any of what the mean gremlin had just said, nor did he like the creepy atmosphere of the castle. The boy wanted his mommy and daddy to hurry up and save him already. He wanted to go home. His fists clenched as a small bit of frustration grew within his chest.

The evil gremlin's eyes widened slightly as he felt the tremble of power coming from the small boy. "A-amazing! I knew the brat had to have some power laying within but to think it would feel this immeasurable! I have to put him under my control quickly or else he might ruin everything!"

Fami lazily rested on the roof of Kame House as her sister and brother-in-law were inside discussing matters with the rest of the gaggle. She chewed on a lollipop and thought about her little nephew who was in trouble right now. Fami thought about the pros and cons of stepping in to assist her brother and sister.

"So, they're after the Dragon Balls? That makes sense but why would they want Gohan?" Bulma asked. She, Krillin, the Sons, and Roshi were overlooking the Dragon Radar, tracking the moving yellow dots moving about the map.

"They specifically mentioned that he was my son and that they were ordered to grab him alongside the Dragon Balls. Whoever their leader is knew enough about me to figure out that I had a child. They want Gohan for whatever dormant powers lay within him." Makima answered. She gripped the sleeve of her trench coat, clearly worried for Gohan's safety. She felt a strong hand grab her own and relaxed under her husband's touch.

Roshi pointed at the five circles grouped together. "Seems like they've already gathered five of the Dragon Balls, which would mean that's where Gohan has to be."

"To the south, huh?" Krillin muttered.

"Near the Crimson Sea." Bulma said.

Goku grabbed the Dragon Radar. "I'll be taking the radar, Bulma! I swear we'll bring it back after we rescue Gohan!"

"Okay!" Bulma nodded her head.

"Makima, let's go!" Goku nodded to his wife. She stood to her feet, following him out of the small house.

"Wait, Goku! Whoever these guys are, they managed to overpower Makima! Be on your guard!" Roshi called out to his student.

Makima looked back as Goku called for Nimbus. "They simply caught me off guard last time. This time, they'll be the ones on the back foot."

Fami lazily looked over to see her brother and sister take off into the skies to find Gohan. She finished off her lollipop and jumped off the roof of the house. The others hurried outside the house to stare at the fleeting blip in the sky.

"Aren't you going to go help them?" Bulma asked.

Fami shrugged. "Maybe. But I'm sure they can handle it."

Krillin fidgeted in his spot. "Still…these guys might be really dangerous, especially if they're gathering the Dragon Balls. Goku and Makima might need backup."

"Then hurry after them!" Roshi yelled at the bald monk.

"E-eh?!" Krillin flinched.

"You want to help them?! Get movin'!" Roshi yelled.

Bulma popped a capsule, allowing her flier jet to softly touch the sandy surface. "You can use my jet to follow after them, but you better bring it back in one piece, Krillin!"

Clearly fearing her wrath, the bald monk nodded his head. "R-right! I'll bring it back safe and sound, Bulma!" He hurried into the jet, thankful that he learned how to fly one of these things recently. Krillin activated the engine and took off towards the Crimson Sea to assist his best friend.

Bulma frowned softly. "Hopefully, everything turns out well."

"I'm sure things'll be fine. Right, Fami-huh?" Roshi looked over to see that the Famine Devil had vanished from her previous spot. His eyes trailed towards the jet, and he smiled slightly. "Guess, she did want to help."

Fami stood on top of the jet, her actions unknown to the bald pilot. She popped another lollipop into her mouth, unbothered by the harsh wind blowing against her face.

"HOLD IT!"

"NO WAY!"

Nicky huffed loudly as he chased Gohan around the courtyard. The young hybrid hid behind a tree before the lengthy alien could catch him. Nicky growled at the recent turn of events. "Ugh! Why do I have to babysit the brat while the others get to search for the Dragon Balls?!" He reached into the tree, tore out an apple, and ate it. Until something crashed into the back of his head, making him choke on the fruit.

"You're it!" Gohan laughed. He scurried off further into the courtyard as Nicky tried to not choke to death.

"Why, you…!" Nicky growled. He chased after Gohan and scanned for the kid's energy. He noticed a small presence on top of one of the smaller towers. Nicky climbed the stairs quickly and found Gohan huddled on the floor.

"I'm thirsty…and hungry too…!" He reached under his shirt and pulled out the apple he took from the tree.

Nicky's eyes widened in horror. "W-wait! You can't eat that!"

"But you ate it!"

"NO! STOP!"

It was too late. Gohan chowed down on the entire apple, swaying from the delicious, sweet taste of the fruit. "Ah~! That was delicious!"

"Dammit, kid! Don't say I didn't warn you!" Nicky exclaimed.

"Huh?" Gohan blinked at him. Suddenly, Gohan felt his body become loose and drowsy. His mind started slipping away from him and he started stumbling around like a drunken sailor.

"Have fun, kid, this'll be your very first taste of alcohol." Nicky sighed.

Drunken hallucinations vibrated through the kid's head as he stumbled back and forth. He then took off, laughing drunkenly as he danced across the edge of the tower. Nicky panicked, fearing for his master's newest pet, and chased after the drunk Gohan. He chased the little boy all over the castle before he finally fell asleep on Garlic Jr.'s throne.

Nicky was even more exhausted than he was previously. "Damn, kid…so troublesome…!" Since the kid was asleep, he figured it was fine to just leave him there until he sobered up.

"Lord Garlic Jr.! We've found the final two!" Amba reported as she and her companions returned to the castle. They laid the final two on the same pedestal the rest of the balls had been placed. All seven started glowing due to their close proximity with each other.

Garlic Jr. smiled devilishly at the golden orbs. "Finally! Time for my wish!"

"Makima, is that it?!" Goku asked his wife. She was standing behind him on the Nimbus, using her powers to stay attached due to not having a heart as pure as his.

"Yes, darling! That's the Crimson Sea!" Makima answered.

"Alright! Hang on tight, Gohan! Here we come!" Goku pushed for the Nimbus to speed up towards the sea.

"Come forth, Shenron!"

SHINE!

The sky turned dark in response to the activation of the mystical artifacts. A bright light illuminated the darkened area, exploding with a surge of power. The mighty dragon Shenron arose from his slumber, his long body surrounded the entire castle.

Shenron stared down at his newest summoners. "NOW. SPEAK YOUR WISH. I WILL GRANT ONLY ONE."

Garlic Jr. wasted no time. "Grant me eternal life!"

"A SIMPLE WISH." His eyes glowed bright red as he granted the gremlin's wish. Garlic Jr. felt a mystical energy invade his body, clearly the effects of the wish taking form.

Garlic Jr. laughed diabolically. "Stare in awe, you miserable cretins! With this eternal life, I am now the ruler of the world! All shall be under my control, the world shall be plunged into chaos, and I will reign supreme!"

Indifferent to the nature of whoever summons him, Shenron departed from the world. "I HAVE GRANTED YOUR WISH. FAREWELL." As he disappeared back into the seven orbs, they ascended into the sky and scattered all over the globe.

Makima reached out, grabbing the Four-Star ball before it could fly past them. She vanished it back to their home, where it'll lay dormant for a year. A scowl settled upon her beautiful features as she realized they were too late. "They already got their wish!"

"Nothing we can do about that! We still have to save Gohan!" Goku responded.

"I know, darling!"

Garlic Jr. allowed his power to radiate as he basked in his new immortal body. "Now that I'm immortal there's nothing left for me to fear. I can carry out my Father's vengeance, by killing all of those humans that Kami loves so much and doing with this world as much as I want!"

His henchmen were ecstatic for his rise in power. "That's our Lord Garlic Jr.! Hail Garlic Jr.! Hail Garlic Jr.!"

"GIVE US BACK GOHAN!"

"GIVE US BACK GOHAN-huh?" The four blinked, realizing that was a completely new voice. The four and Garlic Jr. looked up to see the strongest married duo in the world land on the large balcony of the throne room.

Amba's eyes widened at the sight of Makima. "You! How are you alive?!"

"If you thought that was enough to kill me, then you're far more foolish than I thought." Makima's harsh words angered the henchmen.

Ginger's eyes shifted to the man next to her. "You must be Son Goku, right?!"

"Yeah!" Goku answered. He glared at the four with restrained anger. "You guys are the ones that hurt Makima and kidnapped Gohan!"

"Heh! And we'll kick your ass next too!" Ginger smirked.

The married couple prepared for battle until a bright light illuminated the balcony. Everyone looked up to see a golden figure descend upon them, landing next to the married couple.

"Kami?!" Garlic Jr. gasped.

"Wait, then Piccolo didn't die?!" Sansho exclaimed.

Makima furrowed her brows. "Wait a minute…you four tried to have Piccolo and Kami killed, then use the Dragon Balls?"

…

…

…

"Ooohhhh…." The henchmen realized their error, while Garlic Jr. refused to admit his part in that part of the plan.

"And I let these four get the best of me…" Makima was genuinely disappointed in herself.

Goku glared at his previous teacher. "Kami! You don't have to get involved in this!"

Kami smiled at his old pupil. "I'm glad to see you're the same as ever, Son Goku."

"If you're getting involved, then that would mean you have a hand in all of this mess, right Kami?" Makima inquired.

"Unfortunately." Kami responded.

Garlic Jr. pushed his cape aside dramatically. "Ah, Kami! I'm glad you could make it to the crowning of my new world!"

"You're the same as ever as well, Garlic. You've returned after 300 years. You'll do anything to accomplish your goals, just like your Father." Kami said. "As the Father, so is the son."

"What?" Garlic Jr. growled.

"Indeed. Your Father competed against me for the throne of Kami. But I was the one chosen as the successor. The previous one saw through Garlic's schemes. As a result, Garlic attempted to rebel against Kami. In the end, he had failed, and his powers were sealed away. His final words were that he'd take his revenge in 300 years." Kami finished his tale to glare at the gremlin. "To think he'd be so disillusioned to entrust his revenge to his son."

"You only have yourself to blame for this, Kami. If you hadn't taken the throne, then you wouldn't have to die by my hand." Garlic Jr. smirked.

"As enlightening as all of this has been, I couldn't give a damn about it." Makima stepped forward. "My darling and I are here for our son and him only. Whatever you two have between you can be settled amongst yourselves."

Nicky crossed his arms. "Your son is taking a little nap at the moment. Too bad for you two, you'll never see him again."

Makima pointed past Garlic Jr. and his minions. "Darling, he's through there."

"Alright! Let's go!" Goku dashed forward, quicker than the minions could've reacted. Makima released an invisible bullet into the floor, crumbling the stone beneath the minion's feet. The four, having not seen the maneuver coming, fell with the rubble. The married duo dashed past Garlic Jr., who wasn't bothered with them at the moment. Instead, he stared down his father's nemesis, prepared for their long-awaited battle.

"GOHAN!" Goku shouted for his son as they entered a large chamber with several staircases leading to different parts of the castle. He was pulled into a different direction by his wife, who was able to see exactly where Gohan was being kept. However, before they could ascend to the throne room, Nicky and Sansho stood in their way.

"If you want to climb these stairs then you're gonna have to get through us first!" Nicky challenged them.

Amba and Ginger appeared behind the duo as well. "And trust me, you two won't be going anywhere other than the afterlife!" Amba declared.

Makima clicked her tongue, already sick of them. "I don't have time for you four. My son needs me, so you'll move out of the way or die. Your choice." Their enemies made no indication of choosing the former, giving the duo no choice but to fight their way through. "Darling."

"Yeah! Back-to-back!" He pressed his back against hers, the two getting into their own stances. Garlic's henchmen released war cries, powering up to their full strength, as they dogpiled on top of the married couple. Goku and Makima blocked and evaded each swift strike thrown their way by the four, then jumped into the air for more room. The four gave chase, continuing their simultaneous assault on the duo.

Makima twisted her body around, avoiding a grab from Ginger then backhanded him away. She created a barrier to block a strike from Amba and used it to push her through the pillars across from them. She pushed herself upwards as Goku flipped underneath her to donkey kick his own opponents away. The two circled through the air, pressing their feet against one another, then pushed off towards their respective opponents.

Goku rolled across the ground, then jumped up to smash his knee into Sansho's chin. He used the thug to bounce over Nicky's punch which ended up knocking Sansho into the wall. Goku grabbed Nicky and spun him into the floor. He descended down to continue but was stopped by someone grabbing his leg. He turned back to see Sansho had grabbed him and was then swung around like a ragdoll into a statue. Goku recovered quickly and blocked the oncoming attacks with his arms, following their rapid movements. He ducked, kicking out Nicky's feet from under him, and pushing his palm against Sansho's chest. "HYAAAA!" A burst of energy blew the brute away from him.

Makima backflipped away as Ginger and Amba chased her around the chamber. She gracefully twirled around their attacks before striking them with spin kicks. The henchmen skid across the floor for a moment, then gasped when invisible barriers closed around them. As the two were trapped, Makima unleashed twin barrages of invisible bullets into the two, blowing them away through the stairs of the castle.

Ginger rushed out of the rubble to clash against the Control Devil, he hissed angrily and smashed his fist into her stomach. Makima went spiraling through the air, leaving her open for Amba to appear and kick her across the floor. The Devil's arms spread out, stopping her momentum enough to evade another dual attack from the henchmen. Makima pushed herself upwards, flipped around, and cross kicked the two to opposite sides of the chamber.

The Control Devils watched as her husband kicked his own opponents into the ground, then he flipped through the air to land right next to her. Goku glared at their downed opponents. "Where's Gohan?!"

Each one of the henchmen stood up, clearly still willing to keep fighting. Nicky and Sansho fired off blasts of energy at the two. Makima was about to intercept their attacks until two other beams collided with theirs. They all looked over to see the one responsible for the interference.

Goku smiled at the familiar bald head. "Krillin!"

Standing on top of the second level, the bald monk of the Turtle School smirked. "Yo! Goku! Makima! I'm here to help!"

The Control Devil noticed the other presence near him. "You're not alone either."

"Eh?"

CRUNCH!

Krillin flinched as crumbs lightly dropped onto his head. He whipped around to come face-to-face with Fami's breasts. His face lit up like a tomato and he stumbled backwards, falling off the second floor and falling flat on his ass. Uncaring about the embarrassment she just caused the monk, she waved at her family. "Yo."

"Fami? But that other energy didn't feel like hers…" Goku muttered.

"Why are you here?" Makima groaned.

"Save nephew." Fami reached behind her to raise her drunken nephew in the air. She had grabbed him while everyone else was distracted with the battle. Gohan giggled and burped, unaware of everything going on around him.

"GOHAN!" The parents shouted.

"OI! Don't forget that I'm here too!" Everyone turned to see Piccolo had also arrived onto the battlefield. The Namekian glared at the four who had attacked him earlier, planning to pay them back for their sins.

"Piccolo!" Goku exclaimed. "I knew that energy felt familiar!"

"Tch! Of course, you'd have to show your ugly mug here." Makima rolled her eyes.

"As if seeing you is pleasant for me either." Piccolo scoffed. "You two should count your lucky stars that I'm not here for you." He glared back at the trembling henchmen.

Fami stared unbothered at the Namekian, while Krillin was shaking in fear of Piccolo's presence. "So, you're gonna help us?" Fami asked.

"Don't count on it. As soon as these troublesome bastards are dead I'll be killing the rest of you." Piccolo promised.

"You can retreat back to whatever little hole they buried you in, because my darling and I can handle this." Makima responded.

Goku didn't trust the Namekian but he figured that having all these extra hands on deck wasn't a bad thing. "It'll be fine! Right now, we gotta take care of these guys!"

Amba hissed at the warriors and Devils, then pointed at Gohan. "Dammit! First that stupid Control is alive and now Piccolo too?! Whatever happens, don't let them escape with that kid!" She and her fellow minions charged at Fami, who looked unbothered by their assault. The four would never reach her as Goku, Makima, and Piccolo intercepted them.

"Split them up!" Makima ordered.

"Right!" Goku took out his Power Pole and used it to push Nicky and Ginger back. The two went flying out of the castle with Goku chasing after them.

"I don't take orders from you, Control!" Piccolo hissed as he kicked Sansho away from the group. The brutish minion crashed through the floor into the lower levels. Piccolo calmly followed after his prey with a predatory air coming from him.

Makima kicked Amba through the ceiling and onto a different floor. "Fami, Krillin, keep an eye on Gohan!" She ordered before chasing after her victim.

"Y-yeah!" Krillin exclaimed. He jumped back onto the second floor where Fami and Gohan were. He watched the Famine Devil gently nestle her nephew close to his chest, rocking him back to sleep. Krillin rubbed the back of his head. "S-so, I guess we weren't really needed, huh?"

Fami shrugged. "Protecting Gohan is more than enough. Let them handle the fighting."

Krillin nodded his head, silently appreciating that he didn't have to fight the minions.

"Besides, you likely would've gotten killed if you came by yourself."

"You didn't have to mention that part…"

Amba stumbled back from the stunning blow Makima dealt to her nose, blood spurting out like a waterfall. She glared at the woman before her with venomous scorn. "Y-you…bitch!"

Makima stopped in her steps, staring at her opponent. "Hm…you're a Devil, aren't you?"

Amba's eyes widened. "What?! How did you-"

"My eyes don't miss a thing. I was too focused on Gohan to care enough to notice before but now that you have my undivided attention, I can see it clear as day." Makima explained coolly.

She clicked her tongue and jumped back from the Horseman. "Good for you, Control! Yes, I am a Devil that wishes to serve Lord Garlic Jr.! I am the Shadow Devil!"

Makima didn't say anything. But she figured that was the case from her abilities used before.

"The fear that children, the elderly, or even those with mental disabilities hold for that little ghost that seems to creep up behind them, their shadow that just won't seem to leave them alone gave birth to one as powerful as I!" Amba declared.

"Pitiful." Makima sighed, shaking her head.

"What was that, bitch?!" Amba cursed.

"No, I was not referring to you. I was simply scolding myself." Makima clarified.

"For what reason?"

Makima's eyes met Amba's eliciting a dark shiver down the Devil's spine. She hadn't noticed it before, but the Control Devil's eyes looked bottomless, as if staring into them would send you into an endless depth of misery. "For allowing myself to fall victim to a weak creature such as you. You have no idea just how furious I am to have lost to you four back on my own property."

Amba felt her blood boil at the insult thrown at herself and her comrades. "Arrogant bitch! I'm going to enjoy tearing you apart! Then Lord Garlic Jr. is gonna have his merry way with your son-" Amba suddenly lost the ability to speak. The female Devil fell to her knees and gripped her own throat as blood started to fill her throat. She coughed out the messy red liquid like a terminally ill patient. When she noticed a shadow looming over her, Amba looked up to see a darkened silhouette with two bright cursed spirals bearing down on her.

"Never mention my son again." Makima's voice filled the Shadow Devil with unimaginable fear. Before she could even move, Makima's foot smashed into her sternum. Even more blood poured from her mouth as she was blasted towards the ceiling. Several chains wrapped around her body, holding her prisoner. Amba shook and cried tears relentlessly as Makima lowered her slowly back down to her level. "For the sins you've committed against my family there will be no salvation in reincarnation for you. I'll be sure to hunt down your reincarnation and torture her into a submissive little pet to do my bidding."

The chains constricted around the hysteric Shadow Devil with Makima turning away, knowing that the battle was hers. She listened with a pleased smile as the servant Devil was torn apart by her chains until there was nothing left of her. "Ah~! I won't lie, I've missed this feeling of breaking my enemies completely." She turned her attention to the direction of Kami and Garlic Jr.'s fight. Makima didn't have to worry about her darling or Piccolo, knowing those two could handle themselves. Gohan was also safe now with her sister and Krillin, which meant there was only one problem left.

Kami grunted as he was thrown into a pillar. He cursed his old body and his own inability to stop Garlic Jr. from achieving immortality. There had to be something he could do to defeat this monster before he could wreak havoc on the Earth.

Garlic Jr. savored this moment. "Nothing is left for old warriors, but to be wiped out! Let this be a lesson to you from my Father! Now to finish you off!"

Kami struggled to move but used this as his chance to grab onto Garlic Jr., who wasn't worried in the slightest. "I am still Kami over the Earth! I know the kind of misery you'd bring to the world if you are allowed to rule over it! As long as I still draw breath, I won't let you win!" He wrapped his arms around the gremlin in a tight hold. Kami started to build up dangerous levels of energy within himself.

"Foolish. You'd attempt to kill us both?" Garlic Jr. asked.

"It is the one thing I may finally be capable of doing." Kami responded.

"Fine. But just know you'll be dying in vain."

Before Kami could enact his plan, a chain wrapped around his body, yanking him away from Garlic Jr. He gasped as he was roughly slammed onto the marble floor next to Makima's feet, the Control Devil didn't even spare him a glance. "Killing yourself would be just as dumb as my husband trying to figure out algebra."

"M-Makima!" Kami gasped.

"I'll have to agree with her for once." Piccolo said as he entered the chamber, completely unharmed. "Killing us both wouldn't solve the issue. If you wish to even be half the guardian you think you are, then live and fight like the rest of us!"

Goku arrived as well after finishing off his opponents. "Makima! Piccolo!"

"Hello, darling~!" Makima waved with a smile.

Garlic Jr. turned around to face his opposition. "It would seem my henchmen were too incompetent to kill you all. It truly is a shame that I'll have to kill individuals as powerful as yourselves but you are all a threat to my new world order. Son Goku, Piccolo, and Control, I'll show you the power of the strongest being in existence! HYAAAAAAAH!"

Raw, unfiltered power radiated from the miniature immortal like a sonic wave. The three steadied themselves as Garlic Jr.'s power continued to increase with each passing second. The gremlin's body exploded with raw force, changing his form into something else. His height increased, making him taller than even Piccolo. Large bulging muscles that would make a pro wrestler jealous replaced the thin physic of his previous form. His cloak and top tore away, leaving him in his black pants and shoes.

There wasn't even a warning given to them before the monster gremlin dashed towards him. He shoulder tackled Piccolo, knocking the Namekian through the far opposite wall. His larger size did little to hamper his speed, since he vanished from the sight of the other two. Makima and Goku cried out when his elbows smashed into the heads to bash them into the stainless floor.

The Control Devil flipped up to kick at Garlic Jr., but he reacted fast enough to grab her leg and fling her through a stone pillar. The husband lunged at Garlic Jr., however his punch missed its target. He was confused for only a moment before he was grabbed by the back of his head and smashed back into the ground. Garlic Jr. kicked the Saiyan away through several more stone statues.

Piccolo dashed for him with a barrage of strikes that were faster than the naked eye. Unfortunately, his attacks weren't doing anything to the immortal monster and he was promptly bashed away like an insignificant child.

The immortal turned his attention to Kami and launched a KI blast at the exhausted guardian. Luckily, Goku was about to tackle his former teacher out of the way to avoid him getting killed. Goku placed him away from the battle. "Stay over here, Kami! We'll handle it!"

"I-I'm counting on you, Goku!" Kami exclaimed.

Makima fired a barrage of invisible bullets at Garlic Jr. to hold him back as Piccolo rushed in from behind with a raised leg for an axe-kick. The monster smiled and reached up to grab the Namekian, surprising the warrior. Junior used him as a shield to take several of Makima's bullets, forcing the woman to stop. He charged at the woman with Piccolo raised as a sledgehammer to crush her. She backflipped out of the way when Piccolo was brought down into the floor. She pushed back with an unseen force to knock the brute back but he flexed his power to break through hers.

Garlic Jr. pulled back his hand, building up a strong burst of energy to blast her away. Goku leaped in the way to protect his wife before the attack was unleashed. Goku tried to catch the energy blast but it was far too much for him to take. The explosion decimated the chamber, shaking the entire castle.

Further away from the fight, Fami was protecting herself, her nephew, and Krillin from the collapsing castle with the Shield Devil's corpse. However, she didn't expect for the explosion to grow as violent as it did. The whiplash rippled through the castle, causing her to drop her sleeping nephew into a pile of rubble as she and Krillin went flying.

Goku and Makima had been split off from the others, using this chance to gather themselves back together. "Are you okay, Makima?"

"I'm fine, darling. I just need to think of a way to stop Garlic Jr." Makima said.

"THEN YOU BETTER THINK FAST!" The dark gruff shout caught their attention. They had no chance to react as a muscular wall charged at the two of them. Piccolo, who was resting further in the dark chamber, was grabbed next. Garlic Jr. tore through his castle walls, throwing the three outside into the courtyard.

The three jumped away from Garlic Jr. to keep their distance. Their current methods weren't working, so they were going to need something else to put this guy down. Makima looked at the two men between her. "I have an idea."

"What is it?" Goku asked.

"Killing him is going to be impossible, so we need a different method to beat him. If I can get into his head, then we'll be able to stop him permanently." Makima explained. "You two just have to distract him."

"Tch! Are you certain that it'll work?" Piccolo looked skeptical.

"Do you have any better ideas?" She challenged.

…

"Fine." Piccolo snarled.

Goku took off his weighted clothing, standing in just his orange pants. Piccolo smirked and did the same. "To think there's an opponent other than you that'll make me get this serious."

Goku returned the look. "Piccolo, you're wearing heavy clothing too?"

"You aren't the only one who's training." Piccolo responded.

"Heh! To think we'd be fighting together like this." Goku chuckled.

"Like I said before, as soon as he's handled, you're next!" Piccolo warned him.

"Darling." Makima looked at him.

"Yeah! It's time to get serious!" Goku exclaimed.

"HYAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" The two arch-rivals dashed towards the immortal at breakneck speeds. Garlic Jr. met them head on, colliding with the two in a fierce clash of blows that shook the ground. He was surprised to see that their speed had increased tremendously just from removing a few articles of clothing. Goku's elbow smashed into his jaw, knocking him off of his feet, and leaving him open for Piccolo to bash him into the air.

Goku jumped high enough to get above Garlic Jr., then plunged his fist into the monster's stomach. At least, he would have, if the immortal didn't vanish from his sight. He gasped lightly, then shifted his eyes to see the giant muscle man flash behind him. Goku twisted in the air to avoid the punch that would shatter a normal man's spine, then used Garlic's arm to spin around on his hands to slam the back of his heel into his jaw.

Piccolo used the bridge to jump into the fray, smashing his knee into Junior's ribs hard enough to cause spit to fly out. The arch-rivals bashed the immortal back down into the ground, then descended down to continue the beat down.

Makima watched the stunning display of teamwork with some admittance that they work great as a team. If Piccolo wasn't their enemy then maybe he'd be a good ally, but only if he submitted to her control. Pushing the thought aside for now, she prepared herself for the opening to take control.

Goku and Piccolo unleashed a fierce combo upon Garlic Jr. too fast for the brute to keep up with now. They both released a mighty roar and fired off a combined KI blast that sent Garlic Jr. barreling into the distance. "MAKIMA, NOW!"

Makima extended her presence over the defeated Garlic Jr., surrounding his mind like a blanket with sharp teeth. As she felt his soul being devoured by her own, the Control Devil allowed herself to smile victoriously. Someone like him was easier to force into submission when their mental state was weakened.

"HYAAAAAH!"

"What?!" Makima turned around to see Goku getting thrown into her, disrupting her concentration. She tumbled along with her husband as Piccolo stood over them both.

"Piccolo! What are you doing?!" Kami yelled as he arrived in the courtyard.

"Stay out of this, Kami!" Piccolo ordered.

Makima glared at the Namekian and her husband. "What are you two doing?!"

"Our truce is over! It's time that Son Goku and I settle this!" Piccolo explained.

Goku got back onto his feet, rolling his shoulders. "Alright, Piccolo, I guess that was it, huh?" He got into a stance, ready to fight.

"But I wasn't done yet!" Makima interrupted the two, gaining their attention. "He could still get up!"

Piccolo glared at her. "You said that you would have him under control!"

"And I was about to completely enslave his soul until you interrupted me!" Makima hissed at the reincarnation.

RUMBLE!

The four turned around to where Garlic Jr. was laying. The rubble and ground exploded, revealing the enraged immortal's sizzling body. "I TOLD YOU! I CAN'T DIE!" He raised his hands into the air. "HRAAAAAAAAA!"

Behind him, the sky started to distort and shatter, as if something was tearing through it. A small black hole appeared and slowly started to increase in size. It swirled around like a vortex, swallowing everything around them. The castle that stood proudly in the Crimson Sea started to crumble as the portal continued to grow more like a hungry hippo.

Makima felt Goku grab onto her and she created a shield to keep them from getting pulled into the portal. She extended a chain to grab Kami to pull him towards safety as well. She would've left Piccolo to die if Goku hadn't asked her to bring him in as well. Suddenly, a single thought passed through the parents' minds. "GOHAN!"

Krillin held onto Fami as she kept them tethered to the ground with one of her Devils. The Famine Devil looked around for her nephew, hoping that he hadn't gotten sucked into the portal. She didn't know where it led but it felt sinister and dark, far more than Hell itself. "Gohan! Where is he?!"

"Gohan!" Krillin called out for the child.

"HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA! YOU'RE ALL GOING TO DIE! FALL INTO THE DEAD ZONE!" Garlic Jr. roared as the portal continued to eat away at everything around them.

Piccolo glared at the monster. "Damn you! Eat this!" He fired off a blast at Garlic Jr., but it didn't do anything to the immortal.

"FOOL! NOTHING CAN STOP ME NOW! THE DEAD ZONE WILL SWALLOW THIS ENTIRE TIME PLANET! NOT A SINGLE RAY OF LIGHT CAN PENETRATE IT!"

Makima struggled to keep her barrier up, the force of the Dead Zone was increasing by the second. If they didn't figure something out quickly, then all of them, including her son, would be sucked into that damn abyss for all of eternity.

"WAAAAAAAAAAH!"

That crying! Goku and Makima recognized it immediately. They both turned to the direction of a trembling pile of rubble. "GOHAN!"

BOOM!

The rubble exploded, revealing the pissed off child underneath. Gohan, with tears in his eyes, glared angrily at Garlic Jr. The kid didn't know why but he could feel all of the negative energy coming from the portal. He had felt the battle between his parents and Garlic Jr., and all of the pain inflicted on them. The boy's patience at everything that had happened to him in the past two hours had finally reached its limit. He was beyond furious. Gohan's pupils were flickering between black and crimson.

"What?!" Piccolo was surprised by the kid's power.

"Gohan…?!" Goku gasped.

Makima was blown away by her child's prowess. He was standing in the midst of this chaos without any trouble, as if it wasn't even there. He was staring down a monster that they couldn't even defeat.

"That power…! This brat…he truly is far from ordinary! You're far too dangerous to keep alive!" Garlic Jr. came to a conclusion. "DIE, KID! HAAAA!" He fired off a blast of energy to kill Gohan.

"GOHAN!" His parents cried out to him.

The blast connected but the three-year-old didn't even flinch from the attack. Instead, his snarling grew far more animalistic with each passing second. Dark crimson energy swirled around his form, taking the shape of a roaring ape with demonic attributes.

Garlic Jr. felt every inch of his body shiver from the boy's power, fearing for his own life, even though he was immortal. Something, something inside of him was telling him to kill this kid before it was too late. "I WON'T LOSE! NOT TO SOME SNOT NOSED BRAT!" He forced out a far stronger burst of power to blow Gohan away.

The moment his energy even dared to touch Gohan's; the immortal knew it was over. It was as if the boy had warned him to stop, saying that if he even dared to fight back then there would be hell to pay. And like the fool he is, Garlic Jr. didn't listen to the warning.

Gohan's power exploded with a monstrous roar that tore apart everything around him. A shout that would reach the depths of Hell itself and nudge every Devil in existence. "RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!"

The force blew Garlic Jr. away, sending him flying into the Dead Zone. Just the explosion alone obliterated everything around the lad, turning the last remaining debris of Junior's castle into nothing but ash. It took everything Fami and Makima had to protect themselves and the others from getting destroyed by the power.

With its caster dumped inside, the Dead Zone closed forever. The reddish orange sky shattered like glass, revealing the bright blue sky the Earth was known for.

Krillin looked around the barren landscape that used to be Garlic Jr.'s castle. Fami was chewing on a muffin as she sat on a nearby rock. The bald monk turned to Kami. "Hey, what happened to Garlic Jr.?"

"He fell into the very Hell he himself created." Kami answered. "And due to his immortality, he'll be trapped to live there forever for the rest of eternity."

"This is why you shouldn't wish for eternal life. It's a pain." Fami lazily comments. She looks over to Makima and Goku, who were tending to a sleeping Gohan.

Makima gently held her baby in her arms, mulling over the events that had just happened. If anyone else had told her, then she likely wouldn't have believed them. But she had seen the real strength her son possesses with her very own eyes. An untapped, raw, and feral level of power rested inside him. And what they all just witnessed was only a mere glimpse of what Gohan was truly capable of. It honestly scared her but at the same time made her proud to know how strong he'll become one day.

Goku felt the same way as his wife as he thought over his son's latent abilities. He knew the boy was strong, but he didn't think he was that powerful. With the right training it wouldn't be long until the boy surpassed all of them. It made him proud just thinking about it. "Gohan…you're gonna do great things one day."

"Or kill us all. Either one works." Makima giggled.

Suddenly, the boy started twitching, his eyes slowly opening. He snapped awake once he realized that he was with his parents again. "Mommy! Daddy! You guys came to save me!"

Husband and wife blinked at each other before turning back to their son. "Gohan, do you not remember anything?"

"Mommy and Daddy are the strongest in the whole world!" The boy laughed happily.

Makima understood that he was suffering from a small form of amnesia. Whatever that burst of power was had caused a lapse in his memory, probably as a safety measure to protect him. She figured it was for the best that he didn't remember. Gohan needed to be taught at a steady pace to control the energy he held.

Everyone else realized as well that it was for the best to not tell the boy what actually happened today. When he was older? Sure. But not right now.

Goku picked up his boy, putting him on his shoulders. "I bet that was a scary experience for you, huh? Don't worry, Gohan. It's time for us to head home!"

"Yeah!" Gohan laughed happily.

Makima picked up the Power Pole and turned to her husband. "We're gonna have to repair our house first. It shouldn't take too long to recover our stuff."

"Sounds good to me! As long as we get to eat while we're doing it!" Goku laughed.

Krillin, Fami, and Kami joined the small family on their journey home, with the bald monk mourning for his own life as he thought about Bulma's clearly destroyed jet. Everyone laughed at his plight, wishing the monk the best of luck with that.

From the top of a pillar, Piccolo watched them all walk off into the distance. His eyes glued onto Gohan, making sure to take note of the boy's latent abilities. "That boy may prove a challenge unless…heh." He turned his back and took off into the distance. "We'll settle things between us one day, Son Goku."

As the Son Family flew off back towards Mt. Paozu on the Nimbus, they were discussing dinner plans as if they hadn't just experienced a death-defying battle. Regardless of what may cross their path, surely, as long as they remain together, they'll be able to tackle any issue head on.

Dead Zone End

Chapter Text

Movie 2: Tree of Might

Barreling through the vacuum of space, a silver drone descended upon the Earth with mysterious intentions.

Ignorant to the newest arrival's descent, several familiar faces continued setting up their camp next to a serene lake. Krillin, dressed in a black collared shirt and white pants, carried pails of water back to the tent. Bulma and Oolong were busy cooking the meals, the little piggy grunted as a bunch of burnt soot covered his snout. His predicament earned teasing laughs from his friends.

"Sorry, we're late!"

The humans and pig turned around to see young Son Gohan, dressed in a stereotypical camping outfit with a huge camping bag on his back. He wasn't alone, however, since he was holding hands with his aunt Fami. The Famine Devil chewed on some jerky, her short white skirt fluttering while jerky bits littered her purple top. "Yo." Fami lazily waved her jerky.

The three were a bit surprised by Gohan's appearance and Fami's presence. "Gohan…what's with the weird clothes?" Oolong asked.

"Mom thought it would be funny since I'm camping with you guys." Gohan answered.

"What's with the large bag?" Bulma asked.

Gohan happily patted his backpack. He let go of his aunt's hand to show the others what was inside. "Mom gave me some homework to do since I'll be out here for a few days." Even after taking out a few of the books, the bag still looked massive. "Also, there's food in here to help keep Auntie fed. Mom says I'm not allowed to let her have too much, no matter how much she begs."

"What is she, a dog?" Goku's close companions sweat dropped.

"Speaking of…" Krillin looked at the pink-haired Devil. "Why are you here, Fami? I thought only Gohan was coming."

Fami finished her jerky, then reached into her pocket for another. "I was bored and Makima didn't want me at the house, so I followed Gohan to keep an eye on him."

Something told the group that it was actually the other way around but decided to keep quiet for now. Well, deciding to move on with the trip, Bulma clapped her hands. "Since you're both here, you can help us finish setting things up for the night. You can set your tent next to mine."

Fami looked down at her nephew. "I'm sleeping in your tent, Gohan."

"Really?! So, it's like a sleepover?!" Gohan's bright eyes made the Devil's heart melt.

"Yes, one where you let me eat the food in that bag."

"Mom said no."

"Your Mom isn't here."

"She'll know anyway."

"...True."

While Fami sulked over her nephew's 'betrayal', the others continued to finish setting up their camp.

In the middle of the night, while all was quiet, the drone from earlier rocketed down like a falling star. It crashed deep into the forest, creating a decently sized crater with smoke billowing out of it. Because of the heat of the explosion caused by the drone, the forest's trees caught fire. It didn't take long for the flames to spread, starting a huge forest fire that illuminated the night.

Fami was already awake when the fire started, she paused in her sneaky eating. Krillin jumped out of his tent next, causing her to quickly hide the food back into the camping bag to avoid getting caught. Thankfully, the monk was far too focused on the terrible forest fire. "Fire! There's fire!"

Bulma, Oolong, and Gohan came out of their tents. The human woman and pig screamed in fear at the sight while Gohan looked distraught at the destruction of nature. He could hear the sounds of the wildlife cries as they ran around in a terrified panic.

"Quick! We have to upwind it!" Bulma yelled.

"W-which w-w-way is upwind?!" Oolong asked, panicking.

Krillin looked at his best friend's son. "Gohan, we'll use our KI to blow the flames out! Can you do that?!"

"Yes!" Gohan nodded his head. He looked over at his aunt. "Auntie, help us out!"

"Fine, as long as I get to eat what's in the bag."

"Okay, thanks!" Gohan pulled his aunt along with him and Krillin. The three raced through the burning forest. Once they've found their positions, the three unleashed blasts of air to snuff out the raging flames. Gohan stopped his efforts when he heard a shrill cry echo throughout the trees. Stepping away from his friend and aunt, the young hybrid found a small pink and blue dragon stuck under a fallen tree. Another tree was about to crush the dragon until Gohan caught the burning wood in his hands. He tossed it away, then lifted the other tree to free the dragon from his danger. "Now's your chance!"

"KRIIII!" The dragon shouted his thanks, then took off into the skies.

Fami, tired of wasting time, whipped out a small pebble-like creature. She flicked it outwards into the sky, allowing it to expand. "Water Devil, cleanse the forest."

The blue coral-like creature followed its master's orders. It spread out its arms and released a torrential burst of water from its body. The waves of blue water drenched the forest, nailing every inch of it where the fire likely had spread. Once the flames had been sufficiently snuffed out, Fami recalled her captured Devil, ignoring its pleas of sustenance.

"There. Done." Fami lazily said.

"T-thanks, Fami." Krillin said between some tired breaths. The Devil shrugged her shoulders, then braced herself as her nephew hugged her. She draped one arm over him to return the affection.

"For a second there, I thought we were screwed." Bulma said as she and Oolong made their way over to them.

The humans, hybrid, pig, and Devil took in the damage caused by the fire. It had taken them too long to put a stop to it, thus the beautiful landscape had been turned into a charred wasteland. Several of the animals still left mourned the loss of their homes and families.

Gohan looked down at the dragon he had saved earlier, frowning at his saddened expression. "Poor guys."

"Gohan…" Krillin understood the kid's pain. Then an idea came to him, prompting him to turn to Bulma. "Bulma, can we use the Dragon Radar?!"

"The Dragon Radar…?"

Gohan was confused as well until he realized what the monk was planning. "Krillin, you're a genius!" The two shared a laugh, excited that they'll be able to restore the forest back to normal.

Fami didn't understand the excitement over the thought of restoring the forest. Unlike her sisters, she didn't have the energy to voice her opinion. Thus, she allowed her nephew and Krillin to race around the world to gather the seven Dragon Balls together.

Unfazed by the restoration of the forest, the drone emerged from the crater it had buried itself in. The device trekked through the forest, scanning the thriving environment, transmitting its feed back to the ones that had sent it.

Traversing through the emptiness of space, a singular spaceship pushed past the stars waiting for its next destination. Inside the ship, one of several individuals observed the feed being transmitted by the drone.

The first one is a big burly man with light red skin, dressed in a familiar set of battle armor. There were two small spikes each coming out of his shoulder pads. He wore dark blue pants with red covering over them. His dark crimson hair was tied into a long ponytail. This man is Amond.

The next is a cyborg. He is marked by cyborg components adorned over skin similar in appearance to magma. The only organic parts of his body not covered by his cyborg parts are his neck, head, and part of his arms. He has yellow eyes. His battle armor can open to reveal rocket propulsion jetpacks located inside his legs, shoulders, and chest, which he can use to rapidly ascend. He wears a red scouter. His name is Cacao.

Thirdly, is a humanoid-looking man with lightly tanned skin. He sports a punk-rock look, has dark teal hair with a ponytail, wears earrings, and a jewelry necklace. He also wears a red counter and similar battle armor. His name is Daiz.

The last two are a set of identical twins. They are purple skinned, ovular-headed and rather short. They're both dressed in dark purple battle armor. Their names are Raisin and Lakasei.

"Lord Turles, there are life signs coming from Earth." Amond reports to their leader.

Their leader, dressed in a dark cloak, stalked forward. "There couldn't be. Earth is the planet Kakarot was sent to long ago. Then again, it is too beautiful."

BEEP!

"Hm? Oh~! Lord Turles, you will be most pleased. Earth's soil appears to be suitable for growing the Tree of Might." Amond informed his leader.

Turles smirked with a dark chuckle.

As the setting sun gave birth to a dazzling color in the sky, the barking of several dogs could be heard through the clearing. Son Goku, the strongest man on the planet, giggled happily as he ran around with several dogs of different breeds chasing him around. He jumped over their german shepherd, then spun around the great dane that attempted to tackle him. Goku ducked under the golden retriever's leap. "C'mon, you guys are gonna have to be quicker than that to catch me!" Loud enthusiastic barks followed his cocky claim, each dog was determined to catch their master.

Goku chuckled until he felt something coming up from behind him. He raised his arm, blocking a kick from his son. "Nice try, Gohan, but that's not gonna work either!"

"Oh yeah?" Gohan smirked.

"Eh-WAHHH!" Goku exclaimed as several large bodies collided with his back. His son jumped out of the way as all seven of their dogs climbed on top of the orange hero. Their paws stomped along his back; their slobber drooped all over him.

"See, we got you, Dad!" Gohan laughed. He could hear his father's muffled laughter which was soon clearer as he slowly pushed the dogs off of him.

"Alright, that was a pretty sneaky trick there, son." Goku ruffled his son's hair affectionately. Soon enough the dogs crowded around him to receive some loving pats as well. "Okay, okay, you guys can get some too." Each one got a loving pat along their heads and necks.

"Darling! Gohan!" The two looked back towards their home, where Makima could be seen coming outside. She was dressed casually in gray sweatpants and a black Scooby-Doo T-shirt. "Bring the dogs back inside before it gets too dark! It's time for dinner!"

"Coming!" Father and son responded. Goku motioned towards Makima, which was all the message the dogs needed to head for the house. Just the sight of their other master was enough to get some excited barks from them. However, before they could reach the door, something made the dogs stop in their tracks. Shivers of fear and anger coursed through the animals, their eyes shifting towards the woods.

The Son Family was put on guard immediately, trusting the keen senses of the canines to prepare for something potentially dangerous. Goku stood in front of Gohan protectively, while Makima's eyes scanned for the threat. Gohan's eyes widened when he saw what exactly had found its way to their home. "It's you!"

"Eh?" Goku and Makima looked at their son.

Gohan pushed past his father to greet the dragon he had saved during the forest fire. The young mythical creature cooed loudly at the approaching hybrid. "The mountain dragon! Hehe!" Gohan happily exclaimed. The dragon leaned in close and started licking the boy's face, making the young hybrid giggle.

Seeing as the creature wasn't a threat, Makima ushered the dogs inside quickly. The matriarch motioned for her husband, and he nodded his head. "Gohan!" Makima called to her son, gaining his attention.

"Yes, Mom?"

"Don't you think you have some explaining to do?" She pointed at the dragon.

Gohan looked back at the happy dragon, then back at his parents. "O-oh, right! Uh, do you remember that friend I told you about when I came back from the camping trip?"

"Ah, yeah!" Goku remembered that conversation a few days ago. "Pretty big friend you made." He chuckled.

"Can't say I'm surprised that you conveniently forgot to tell us that your friend was a dragon." Makima's hard stare made the boy flinch.

"S-sorry, Mom…" Gohan muttered.

She shook her head, uncrossing her arms. "It's fine, Gohan. Your friend isn't dangerous, so you aren't in trouble. Just be sure to be more honest with us in the future."

Their son's mood brightened quickly. "O-okay! Can we at least keep him?"

"No." Makima's immediate response killed the boy's mood again. "He's too big to live in the house and he'll simply grow larger. His presence is also freaking out the dogs, so that's the other reason." Gohan's head lowered even more as his mother's logical reasoning was listed off. " I have no qualms with you wanting to keep him as a friend," Gohan gasped. "But he can't live in the house."

"I can't just leave him alone in the mountains, Mom! What if he gets lost or leaves forever?" Gohan brings up his own point.

Goku snapped his fingers. "Don't worry about that, Gohan. I got the perfect place for him to live."

Goku led his son and the dragon to a small cave located close to their home. The dragon sniffed around the cave, while the boy placed a crate of food down on the ground. His mother had been generous enough to prepare a crate of food that should be able to keep the dragon fed for a week. He turned to his dad with an appreciative smile. "Wow, it's perfect! Thanks, Dad!"

"No problem, son." Goku said.

"Where did you even find a cave like this anyway?" Gohan asked.

Goku looked around the cave, old memories replaying through his head. "Just a little place that I used to keep stuff that I collected when I was a kid."

"Really? Where did it all go?" Gohan asked.

"When me and your Mom got married, we cleaned it out. Some stuff had gotten too worn out to keep and the stuff we did keep is sitting in the storage." Goku explained. He reached down and picked up Gohan, placing the boy on his shoulders. "Now, come on. Let's hurry and get back for dinner before your Mom gets mad!"

Gohan had to agree there. He was getting hungry and his Mom getting angry was never a pretty sight. He turned around to the dragon and waved goodbye. "See ya, dragon! I'll come visit you tomorrow morning!"

"KIIIII!" The dragon cried gleefully.

Goku hummed softly as he trekked out of the cave. "Have you thought of a name for him yet?"

"Oh? No, I don't think he has a name yet. Can we come up with names over dinner?" Gohan asked his dad.

"Sure! We can make a game out of it!" He chuckled. Father and son continued to chat as they hurried back to their home, ignorant to the dark shadow looming over their world once more.

Yamcha and Puar flew through the air in their brand-new jet car. The ex-bandit turned to his best friend with a proud look. "So, buddy, how's the ride?"

"It's the best!" The little transforming cat cried.

"It is, isn't it? I bought it off a 15-year loan, after all."

"Can't believe someone offered you that much for it."

"W-well, I am a world-famous participant of the World Martial Arts Tournaments." Yamcha puffed his chest.

"But you never won, Yamcha."

Deciding to ignore that comment, the ex-bandit focused on flying. "This'll surely surprise everyone when we show up to the party."

"Still, I'm surprised Makima agreed to host a party at their house. I guess Goku managed to convince her to loosen up a bit, huh?" Puar chuckles.

"Probably, though, we should still make sure to be…" Yamcha's words died slowly as something overtook his senses. His friend was confused by his silence, wondering what was going on. Yamcha looked out the window, gazing up at the sky. "What is this KI…?"

Awakening from his meditation, Piccolo felt a similar dark presence approaching the planet. "For a while now… I've been sensing an ominous energy."

A silver blade was torn out of a man's neck, allowing the dead body to slump to the floor. Surrounding the black-haired woman with dual scars along her face was a plethora of bloody corpses. The War Devil placed her weapon back into its sheath and exited the abandoned apartment building. She had just finished cleaning up some useless crime mafia that dared to cross her path. Her eyes trailed up to the sky, trying to pinpoint the location of the ominous KI. "Shit. It's just one thing after another…isn't it?"

Standing over the crater made by the drone, Amond uprooted the ground, creating a massive explosion that shook the surrounding area. Coincidentally, Yamcha's jet was flying over the area, causing him and Puar to spiral through the air until the jet exploded.

Daiz flicked a small seed into the crevice created by Amond. "Hurry and take root, little seed."

"Hurry and bear fruit, the glorious Tree of Might!"

Since he still had some time before the party started, Gohan took this chance to play with his newest dragon companion. The two played fetch in the air, splashed each other with water from a small ravine, and even took a small nap in a meadow of flowers.

"Gohan! It's time to get ready!" Goku's voice called out to the boy.

Looking away from his dragon, the boy called back. "Okay, Dad! I'm coming!" He looked back at the dragon. "We'll play later, okay?"

"Kiii!" The dragon licked his face playfully, earning a small giggle.

"Hehe! We still have to find a name for you." Gohan said, giving the dragon one last pat on the head. As Gohan rushed back towards his home, the dragon stared off into the distance. His instincts could feel the shift the planet was going under, confused by the phenomenon.

Beneath the surface of the Earth, the tiny seed started to grow. All it took was one root making contact with the planet for it to increase its growth speed. Hundred and hundred of roots buried themselves into the soil, draining the planet's nutrients. Their size became massive enough to the point that they burst out of the ground. Massive roots tore through the surrounding forest, stealing the lifeforce of surrounding plants and animals.

Above the planet's atmosphere, Turles looked down at the Earth from his ship. "To think the Earth would be the perfect place to grow the Tree of Might. This is all thanks to Kakarot keeping the planet unharmed."

Before the day could finish, the tree had completed its growth. A gargantuan dark tree towered over the land like the grim reaper's scythe. Even cities weren't safe from the tree's effects, buildings of many sizes were collapsing from the earthquakes caused. People screamed in fear of getting crushed, trying to find some form of shelter. Humans and Devils could only stare at the roots in amazement, wondering where such a thing could have come from.

"Man…that sounds rough, Yamcha." Goku said to his old friend. He, the rest of his friends, and his family listened to Yamcha's tale of how he lost his brand new vehicle. Pity was the only thing they could possibly give him. Fami probably would too if she wasn't focused on eating a box of donuts.

"Yeah, my whole 15-year loan is all gone." Yamcha muttered.

"Why did you buy something so expensive?!" Bulma criticized her ex-boyfriend.

Krillin raised a brow. "I don't think you can judge here."

"And how come?!"

None of the men wanted to answer that question, fearing their lives would end swiftly. Seeing that she quelled any smartasses, Bulma shifted her eyes back to the whimpering baseball player. "I bet you were just trying to impress some girls!"

"N-not at all! That wasn't my intention!"

"You never think before you act and that's why you're broke!"

Gohan was about to say something until his mother gave him a look to keep quiet. She didn't need him getting involved in something that didn't involve him and she was also enjoying the sight of Yamcha quaking in fear.

"In any case…" Roshi tried to dispel the awkward atmosphere. "Thanks for allowing us to come over, Makima, Goku."

The Control Devil set down her cup of tea. "I don't allow people to come over often but you are darling's friends. So, I can allow it."

"You missed them too, Makima." Goku chuckled.

"I think you might've hit your head again, darling." Makima denied the implications. She looked over towards the kitchen. "It's time for the food to be finished. Gohan, give me a hand."

"Yes, Mom!" Gohan jumped out of his chair to assist his mother until he heard a soft tapping against the window. Looking over, he saw his dragon pushing his snout against the glass. "The dragon…!" Gohan hurried towards the door, forgetting the order his mother had just given him.

Stepping outside, he addressed his friend. "What are you doing here? We can't play right now."

"Kiii! Kiii!" The dragon was trying to tell him something. He turned around, trying to signal the boy to follow him.

"Gohan! What did I say?"

The boy flinched from his mother's tone. "S-sorry, Mom! I'll be there in a second!" He tried to make his friend leave. "You have to go now. We'll play later tonight, okay?" His friend kept trying to get his attention but Gohan was firm in his stance. He pushed the dragon away lightly, then hurried back inside.

Makima handed the boy a pot to hold as she carried the rest of the food. "It was the dragon, was it?"

"Y-yeah. He looked like he wanted something." Gohan replied.

"Whatever it is will have to wait once the party is over. Now let's hurry before your Father tries to eat the table again." Makima's reminder of the table incident caused him to laugh a bit.

Goku yoinked one of Fami's donuts, earning a slight growl from his sister-in-law. He gave her a cheeky grin and brought the pastry to his lips.

"GOKU!"

"Eh? King Kai?" Goku heard the voice of his most recent mentor. His distraction allowed Fami to swipe the donut back from him. She let out a pleased noise as she ate it whole. The rest of the table, alongside Makima and Gohan, paid close attention to Goku.

"Goku! Something terrible is happening!"

"Something terrible?"

"A ghastly tree known as the Tree of Might has taken root across the whole Earth."

"Tree of Might?" Goku repeated the name. Makima placed the food onto the table, then pressed her fingers along her husband's head to listen in on the conversation.

"Ordinarily, only Gods are allowed to eat the fruit from the tree. Once the Tree of Might has taken root, it bears fruit until it has taken all of the nourishment from the planet. The world becomes a desert wasteland, and it says that not even a blade of grass will grow in its soil for several centuries afterwards."

"How can that be?!" Goku gasped.

"In other words, once it has taken root it is already too late. The tree will suck all of the nutrients out of the Earth until there is nothing left."

"Then, the Earth is-!"

"It's already too late."

"As seen before, even the Gods are too afraid to handle things on their own." Makima said, earning an outcry from King Kai. "That tree is nothing more than a parasite that must be uprooted. All I need to do is get to its core and take control."

"Will you listen to me?! That tree has already infused itself with the planet's core! It can't be removed!"

"We'll never know unless we try!" Goku declared, growing serious. His family and friends shared similar sentiments after having the situation explained to them. Forgoing the party, the fighters raced out of the house and made a beeline for the tree's location.

"A little longer, and the fruit will be ripe." Amond said. He and the rest of the Crusher Crops observed the growth of the tree's fruit for their leader.

"After eating the fruit which has absorbed all of the energy from the Earth, our power will rise once again." Diaz said.

"The Crusher Corps, the strongest force in the universe, will be invincible wherever we go!" Rasin declared.

"Even Freeza will be easy to handle." Lakasei added. "Lord Turles will be the emperor of the universe!"

"Da!" Cacao agreed.

"And it's all thanks to the tree's fruit."

"No." Turles' voice disagreed with the claim. He exited the ship, his cloak billowing with the breeze, revealing the brown tail wrapped around his waist, announcing his identity as one of the Saiyan race. "It's all thanks to that foolish Kakarot."

The Z-Fighters and Devils arrived at the tree's location, mesmerized by the sheer size of the monstrous plant. Krillin and Gohan recognized the forest as the one they had restored during the camping trip. "And after all the trouble Shenron went to fix the forest. It's ruined again."

"Makima." Goku nodded at his wife.

The Control Devil didn't need to be told twice. She scanned the tree's body, trying to find the root connected directly to the core. However, something was clouding her sight, preventing her from locating the core. Makima's eyes turned upwards to the top of the tree, taking note of the several pulsating signatures glowing within. "That's it, then."

"What is it?" Tien asked.

"The fruit is close to completion. Wherever the core is, it is being blocked by the presence of the fruit." Makima explained.

"Then we just have to get rid of the fruit first. Should be simple enough." Yamcha said.

"It won't be." Goku countered. His senses were picking up several malevolent KI signatures near the top of the tree. "The ones responsible are up there." He took off towards the top, his friends following behind him.

Makima turned to her son. "Gohan, stay here."

"What?! But I-"

"The only reason I permitted you to come is because I knew you'd follow anyway." Makima shifted to her sister. "Keep him from getting involved."

"Sure." Fami shrugged. She reached out and pulled her nephew close, locking him in a tight hold.

"A-auntie…!" Gohan squirmed in her grasp. His cries went ignored as his mother flew into the air to join up with the others.

Makima landed next to her husband and glared at the group responsible for the newest threat to the Earth. "My…what a colorful group."

Amond smirked mockingly at the Z-Fighters, especially when his eyes landed on Goku. "I see, you're here to destroy the tree, right? Unfortunately, there is no way to destroy the tree."

Tien felt the sweat dripping down his face. "These guys…their power is incredible. Who are these guys?"

"You're the ones who planted the tree, right?" Goku asked.

"Anyone who gets in our way will lose their lives." Daiz said.

Yamcha glared angrily at the Crusher Corps. "You're the ones who caused that explosion earlier, yeah?! Give me back my car, you bastards!"

"Da!" Cacao responded.

"These guys have similar armor, but they don't look like Saiyans. Still, I've got a bad feeling about this…!" Krillin gulped.

Makima shifted her eyes. "Darling, you all hold them off. I'll continue searching for the core."

"Got it." Goku and the others got into stances, prepared to face off. There was a moment of silence throughout the field of roots as both groups waited for the moment to strike.

CRACK!

The Z-Fighters and Crusher Corps vanished in the blink of an eye. Splitting off to deal with their opponents. As the sounds of battle echoed in the air, Makima dashed further into the mess of roots to search for the tree's core.

While maneuvering into the tree's interior, the Control Devil came across a ship inside of the hollow opening. The sight clarified the thought of these invader's alien origins. Instead of focusing on that, however, Makima turned her attention upwards. This area saw the most growth of the fruit. "Destroying this should bring down the rest of the fruit. It won't stop the plant but should allow me to find the core far easier." She raised a hand, ready to tear the unripe fruit out with her abilities.

"So, one of you managed to sneak by, huh?"

Makima searched for who the voice belonged to. Her eyes turned to ship and trailed upwards to the figure standing on top. The Devil's eyes were wide open as she stared at his face. "You…how do you…?!"

This moment of hesitation cost her. His hand illuminated with purple KI, a huge blast barreled towards the Control Devil and detonated upon contact.

Goku gasped loudly as he watched Yamcha get buried into the ground by Cacao. "Yamcha!" He cried out to his friend. He blasted the cyborg away with a KI blast and hurried towards the ex-bandit. Until Daiz flashed next to him with his own ball of energy being thrown. Goku countered with another KI blast and sent the space pirate flying away.

Cacao used his boosters to close the gap between himself and the Saiyan, clashing against him in a fierce melee. Goku deflected a punch and striked with his own that knocked the cyborg into one of the roots. He pushed his hands outward and blew the cyborg away with a KI blast. There was no time to relax when Daiz returned to continue the battle.

With Yamcha down, all Goku could hope was that his friends were all faring better.

His friends weren't faring better at all. Tien was struggling with one of the twins, while the other was chasing Chiaotzu around, firing a relentless barrage at the tiny fighter. Krillin was holding his own but it was clear that he stood no chance the longer the fight progressed.

Gohan growled angrily as he watched his allies get taken down by the Crusher Corps. "I-I have to help them!"

"You were told to not interfere." Fami reminded him.

"I know but this isn't the time to sit on the sidelines! If Mr. Piccolo was here, he'd be disappointed that I wasn't doing anything to help!" He looked at his aunt with pleading eyes. "Please, Auntie, we have to help them!"

As much of a mental fortitude Fami liked to think she had, there was nothing she could do against her nephew's adorable eyes. Sighing loudly, knowing she'd get an earful from Makima later, the Famine Devil released him. "Fine. Go help Tien and Chiaotzu. I'll save Krillin."

"Thanks, Auntie!" Gohan smiled at her, then blasted off to the direction of the twins and crane students. Fami just moved through the air to assist Krillin, who was looking more and more tuckered out by the second.

Chiaotzu couldn't run any longer and was bombarded by the barrage, his back singed painfully by the beams. He fell out of the air until he was caught by Gohan, the young hybrid placed the small human down on one of the roots. The boy looked up, seething angrily at Rasin.

"Tch…! Who do you think you're glaring at, brat?! Do you wish to die painfully too?!" Rasin threatened. He shot a blast at the boy to kill him but Gohan effortlessly swatted it away without ever taking his eyes off his opponent. "What?!"

Gohan was like a blur as he rocketed towards the purple alien, burying his fist in the invader's gut, the armor doing little to minimize the impact. He brought his hands up and bashed the corps member into the ground below. Gohan placed his hands on his forehead and started building up a surge of power. "MASENKO-HAAAAA!" There was little Rasin could do as the beam engulfed him, erasing him completely.

Gohan released a breath after taking down one of the twins. He searched for the other one and gasped when he found the grape-fruil looking alien bashing Tien's face through several trees. "Mr. Tien! I'm coming!" He announced and dashed towards the battle.

Watching from above was Turles, his attention completely taken by the kid's abilities. "That power…don't tell me…" He smirked evilly. "He's a Saiyan. Of course, Kakarot has offspring." The Saiyan's eyes shifted over to Amond's battle. "Fine, I'll leave Kakarot a little gift before confronting him."

Amond smashed his larger fist into Krillin's gut, burying the monk into the cliffside. He grinned sadistically and continued beating the shit out of Krillin without remorse. Blood and spit poured out of the monk's mouth with each brutal impact. Amond would've continued if it wasn't for something furry latching onto his face. The creature's sharp claws dug into his face, drawing blood from the puncture. "GAH! WHAT THE HELL?!" Amond cried as he tried to tear the creature off of him.

"W-what?" Krillin coughed out as he watched the display.

"The Monkey Devil." He looked over to see Fami floating down next to him, the Famine Devil lazily watched the scene. "That's the thing clawing his face off at the moment." The monkey was a furry monstrosity of short stature but its furry body looked incredibly malnourished. Its razor sharp claws weren't showing any mercy to the corps member.

"T-thanks for the save." Krillin grunted.

"I only did it, because Gohan wanted me to. But I'll take the appreciation." Fami said.

Eventually, Amond managed to tear the stupid creature off of his face. He gripped it by its throat and tossed it away. "DIE!" He declared and fired off a red KI blast that blew the Devil to bits. "Ha! How did you like that, you stupid little-huh?" Amond stopped when he noticed that his blood was levitating from his face. Next thing he knew, his body started to grow weaker by the second. "W-what's happening?!"

Fami appeared before him, her earrings were absorbing all of the blood coming from his body. "You know… I'm not one to get angry often but I usually hate it when my toys get hurt. So, I'll make your corpse a part of my collection."

"W-why, you!" Pulling back his hand, he attempted to crush the woman with a punch. But Fami easily stepped over it and smashed her knee against his nose. With more blood spurting from the wound, the weaker Amond started to feel. "H-how a-are you doing this?!"

"I'm the Famine Devil. I'm simply absorbing all of your nutrients through your blood until you're nothing but a shriveled corpse." She answered with a short yawn. "Don't try to fight it, because you'll be dead in the next second." Amond attempted to fight her anyway but Fami didn't even have to move much to avoid his attacks.

With each passing second, the bulky warrior became a skinny husk of bones. He could barely breathe as every nutrient in his body had been stolen by the lazy woman. Fami, seeing that her opponent had nothing left, approached his body. She opened her palm then closed it, turning his body to the size of a raisin. "There." She held the dead 'raisin' in her hand.

Krillin slowly floated over to her. "Y-you really made that look a little too easy."

"Yes, I-" Fami stopped suddenly, confusing Krillin. Before she could get a word out, the monk was slapped across the side, blasting him into the barren ground. Krillin lay unconscious in a small crater, heavily wounded.

"Krillin…!" Fami gasped. Her eyes trailed back to the one responsible, disbelief present on her features. "How are you…?"

"Die." Was all he said before she was encased in a ball of purple KI that was thrusted into the Earth with a loud explosion following.

"HYAAAAAAAH!" Gohan screamed, releasing a huge burst of KI into Lakasei. The last twin cried out painfully as the energy burned his body, erasing every last trace of him from this world. Gohan touched back down on the ground with some heavy breathing at the effort he had exerted. "There! I did it!" He cheered.

Tien, who was nursing his own wounds, nodded at the kid. "Thanks, Gohan…"

"No worries, Mr. Tien, it was the least I could do!" Gohan replied brightly.

"Can't say I'm not a bit ashamed that there wasn't anything I could do on my own. But considering who your parents are and who trained you, I shouldn't be surprised by how strong you are anymore." Tien said. Gohan blushed from the praise given to him by the older martial artist. "Is Chiaotzu okay?"

"Yeah! I saved him earlier before helping you!" Gohan answered.

"Good, then let's hurry to assist the others before-" Suddenly Tien coughed out blood, his body bent backwards from the force applied. Gohan was knocked over by the crane student's body skidding across the barren dirt.

"Mr. Tien!" Gohan cried.

"Hey, kid." Turning around, Gohan found him face-to-face with his father(?).

Towering over him is a man who bears a terrifyingly similar face to his father. His skin tone is darker than Goku's and he still possesses a Saiyan tail. Their slight difference in hairstyle is that Turles is given at least two "devil horns". He wears gray and black battle armor and has a red scouter on the left side of his face. This individual is Turles, the leader of the Crusher Corps, and the one truly behind the sprouting of the Tree of Might.

"Dad…" Gohan mutters.

"So, you truly are Kakarot's son." Turles grins.

His words vanquished any confusion in Gohan's mind. "You're not my Dad!" He moved in to punch Turles but the Saiyan easily stopped his attack. The evil Saiyan grabbed the collar of his purple GI and brought the kid in close.

"There shouldn't be any surprise that Kakarot and I look alike. We low-class Saiyans tend to share similar appearances." He said as his scouter read the boy's energy level. "Battle power 10,000. I should've figured, inheriting Saiyan blood like you do."

"W-who are you…?!"

"A Saiyan." Turles unfurled his tail to prove his point. "My name is Turles. Listen, boy, how about you come with me? This planet is done for and your pathetic Father will die with it. We'll roam space and do whatever we wish to do! Destroying planets, slaughtering the weak, and eating as much as we wish! Doesn't that get your Saiyan blood pumping?!"

Gohan struggled in the Saiyan's grasp, glaring heatedly into the man's eyes. "Y-you may look like my Father, but you couldn't be far from different! Who would ever want to join the likes of you?!" Gohan tried to punch him again, but Turles caught the fist.

"Hey, now, don't be rash. We're one of the few remaining Saiyan left." He increased his grip. "Let's get along, now."

"WAAAHHH!" Gohan screams painfully.

"This beautiful blue planet is already doomed to become a rust-colored, dried-up world. You're better off coming with me unless you wish to die like this?" Turles increased his grip with each word, dangerously close to snapping the boy's arm like a twig.

BEEP!

"Hm?!" Turles quickly released Gohan as two new battle powers appeared on his scouters. The malicious Saiyan avoided getting his head skewered by a silver blade, putting distance between himself and the new arrivals.

Gohan felt two strong arms holding him tightly. He opened his eyes and was greeted by the familiar green face he's come to admire. "M-Mr. Piccolo!"

"What am I? Chop liver?" The hybrid's head snapped to the other voice; his face brightened at the second familiar arrival.

"Auntie War!" Gohan happily exclaimed.

The War Devil, decked out in military grade clothing that hugged her figure perfectly, gave a slight acknowledgement to her nephew. She looked at Piccolo and frowned. "And what exactly do you think you're doing here? I can handle this on my own."

"Do I look like I take orders from you?" Piccolo released his student, allowing the boy to float on his own. "This fight is mine."

Turles read over the battle powers. "Battle powers over 180,000. Though, I suspect there's more to the two of you than that, not that I'm expecting much."

War glared at the Saiyan. "Big talk for a stupid primate. Stepping foot on the planet was a mistake, especially when you're walking around with a face similar to that dumbass brother-in-law of mine!"

"For hurting Gohan, I'll be sure to kill you quickly." Piccolo declared, tossing off his weighted clothing.

"Heh. Try it." Turles motioned for them to come.

Dashing in first was War, her blade reaching for the Saiyan's heart. Turles avoided the attack and struck her arms with his knees, forcing her to drop the weapon. He reached for her face, but she ducked under to strike his chest. Turles was pushed back a bit and Piccolo flashed behind him to strike him down. "Won't work." He vanished seconds before Piccolo's attack could land, confusing the two warriors. Suddenly, a burst of KI slammed into War's back, knocking her through the air.

Piccolo rushed forward, throwing out strikes that Turles blocked with relative ease. He avoided a counter punch but that left him open for the Saiyan's knee to crush his sternum. Turles grabbed Piccolo by his head, then dropped at fast speeds to slam the Namekian into the dirt.

Suddenly, a torrent of bullets rained down on him, forcing him to move out of the way. He looked up to see War continuously firing at him with a gatling gun. She reached into her vest and whipped out several grenades, each with one line through the pins. War whipped them at Turles, pulling the pins simultaneously. The Saiyan created a guard, protecting himself from the explosive whip that slammed into him. She smirked at her attack until Turles came blitzing out of the smoke with a devastating lariat that had her seeing stars.

He smashed her down into a root with a hard-hitting hammer strike. Blood exploded from her mouth as she struggled to recover from the attack.

Piccolo did recover and fired off a KI blast at Turles. The Saiyan dodged his attempt and vanished from his sight. The Namekian twisted around to block the punch, shivering from the vibrations pulsating through his body. Turles continued his assault, refusing to give the Namekian even an inch in this fight. He laughed sadistically and plunged his fist into the green man's chest. With his opponent staggered, Turles grabbed his head and brought Piccolo's face into his knee. Blood and spittle exploded in response, and Piccolo stumbled backwards. Turles grabbed Piccolo by his leg, bringing the Namekian into the air, then slammed him into War like a sledgehammer. The two cried out painfully from the impact.

"Mr. Piccolo! Auntie!" Gohan propelled himself forward to assist them.

"G-Gohan, don't!" Piccolo tried to warn him, but his student didn't listen. The boy tried to strike Turles but ended up getting backhanded away. The Saiyan twisted around and smashed the child's ribs with his elbow hard enough to send him flying away.

"Wait your turn, kid. I'll get to you in a second."

"Bastard…!" War tore off the tree bark, utilizing its structure to create a mini pulse cannon. She didn't even get the chance to fire it since Turles reached out and crushed her hand into paste.

"Alright, I'm done having my fun. You both can die." Turles pointed his hand down at the two, who were frozen in shock. His energy surrounded the two like a bubble before erupting upwards like a volcano. War and Piccolo screamed out as the malicious power blew them away into the desolate forest.

With his pathetic opposition dealt with, the Saiyan turned back to the struggling child. He dropped down next to him and stomped down on his back. "As a Saiyan, you should know to live like one. Otherwise, that tail of yours will weep." To prove his point, he increased his pressure on Gohan's back, causing the boy's tail to sprout. "Let me show you the correct way to use it. The way that'll make you keenly aware that you're a Saiyan." Turles opened his palm, creating a white ball of energy.

"Do you know what this is? It's the moon." Turles tossed it into the sky. "Burst and blend together!"

FLASH!

FLASH!

"What?!" Goku looked away from his opponents to see the artificial moon shining in the sky. His eyes found Turles, who weirdly looked like him, holding his son up to the moon. It didn't take long for Goku to figure out what the evil Saiyan had planned. "NO! GOHAN, DON'T LOOK!"

"Don't take your eyes off of us!" Diaz and Cacao intercepted him, preventing the Earthly Saiyan from reaching his son.

Turles forced the boy's eyes open with malicious giddiness. He could feel the boy's power explode tremendously as the transformation overtook him. Gohan's body grew far too big for his clothes, brown fur with crimson tints along the tips spread all over his expanding body. His face took a more ape-like appearance with each passing second. Turles jumped away from Gohan to avoid getting trampled by the rampaging ape. He shot an energy blast at the fake moon to avoid transforming himself.

"Can't risk becoming an ape myself but the effect of the power ball should last a bit longer. Long enough for that kid to go on a rampage." Turles grinned. He scanned over the Great Ape, noticing the coloring of his fur. "Strange, perhaps the other half of his bloodline is affecting his Saiyan DNA. Regardless, this should be fun. Show me your Saiyan blood, kid."

Gohan's red spiral eyes regarded everything in front of him as an enemy. The giant ape roared monstrously into the darkened sky. "RAAAAAAAAHHHH!"

"Leave Gohan alone!" Goku knocked his opponents back and tried to reach his son once more. The two last remaining corps lackeys fired upon the Saiyan's back. Goku quickly created a barrier to protect himself from their attack. "Enough!" He flashed between the two. "You guys are in my way!" He spread out his arms, unleashing a powerful burst of energy that sent Diaz flying into the distance, but it completely eradicated Cacao to atoms.

Goku gave his attention back to his son, who was towering over him, snarling like a raging beast. "Gohan…!" He jumped to avoid getting crushed by his son's fist. "Gohan, get a hold of yourself!"

"RAAAH!" Gohan reached for his father to squish him like a bug.

"Kaioken!" Red energy swirled around Goku, giving him a boost to further the distance between them. His raging child followed after him, refusing to lose his prey. The Earthly Saiyan, refusing to attack his own son, continued to play keep away. When his son tripped over his own feet, fatherly concern washed over him. "Gohan!"

"RAAGH!" It was just a ruse, and Goku found himself getting smashed into a root. He cried out in pain and tumbled onto the floor. Gohan jumped over to his father, planning to crush him to death under his weight.

"Ha ha ha! The father killed by the son. Thus is the way of us Saiyans. Kakarot, after you're dead, I'll be sure to look after your son." Turles laughed.

SHACKLE!

"What?!" Turles exclaimed.

Suddenly, several silver chains wrapped around Gohan's body and yanked him back to prevent him from landing on Goku. The giant ape fell onto his back, screeching loudly into the sky as he fought against the chains binding him.

"DARLING!"

Goku climbed back to his feet and gasped. "M-Makima?!" His wife landed on top of their struggling child. The braid she usually kept her hair in had been completely undone, allowing the long crimson colors to trail down her back. Her clothing had also been burned and torn, indicating she had been attacked earlier. "You-!"

"Don't worry about me, darling! I'll handle Gohan, you fight the imposter!" Makima motioned at Turles, who was glaring down at her.

"I see, so you're the boy's Mother. To be the lover of a Saiyan you'd have to be pretty strong. Maybe I should make you my woman as well after I kill Kakarot and destroy this planet." Turles smirked.

Makima's eyes were as icy as a frozen tundra. "There is only one man in this world worthy of my love, and you don't deserve the right to have his face."

"Fine, then. Get killed by your son. Allow him to show you the true might of the Saiyan race!" Turles said.

As if responding to the evil Saiyan, Gohan started pulling against the chains. With a mighty roar, he tore himself free from his mother's abilities. Makima cursed and jumped into the air with her son chasing after her. His fist struck her, smashing the woman down into a cave beneath the tree, where he also ended up falling into as well.

"Makima! Gohan!" Goku yelled.

"Don't waste time thinking about them, Kakarot." Turles lowered himself to stand face-to-face with his look alike. "Spend your last remaining moments fighting for your life."

"Tch…! Why, you…!" Goku growled.

"Feel proud, Kakarot. Your son is embracing his true powers as one of the Saiyan race." Turles said.

"You don't understand anything! We may have Saiyan blood, but Gohan and I were raised on Earth! As far as I'm concerned, we're humans!" Goku declared proudly.

Turles face shifted into a scowl. "Then feel free to die as one!" He dashed forward, faster than Goku had expected. He smashed his head against the good Saiyan, knocking him far through the air. Turles gave chase to continue their battle.

Makima stabilized herself above the stream below her, but her monstrous child was unable to stop himself from falling into the water. She watched as he exploded out of the stream, banging on his chest with vicious fury. "Gohan!"

He turned to her and opened his mouth. A burst of hot crimson energy bubbled between his jaws, causing her eyes to widen. Makima created a barrier to defend herself as the beam crashed against her shield. Makima dashed out of the energy wave to close the distance between him, she fired off more chains to wrap around her son. "I have to calm him down! But he keeps fighting back against me! If I go too far with it, I could end up breaking his mind!" Her instincts as the Control Devil and her instincts as a mother were clashing against one another. It would be incredibly easy to snuff his mind, but she didn't want to view her son, regardless of his monstrous state, as anything less.

Gohan took advantage of her brief moment of distraction to grab her between his palms, she gasped and cried out as he began crushing her. "G-Gohan…it's me…Mommy! Can't you recognize me?!"

It was no use; his mind was too jumbled of a mess for him to recognize her. She needed something to distract him, something that could quell his mind for a moment.

"KIIII!"

"What?!" Makima's head snapped towards the familiar cry. She could see the young dragon that her son befriended recently descend into the cave. He must've followed their scent here, wishing to help them with this dire matter. From the looks of things, the dragon seemed to recognize Gohan even in his Great Ape state.

"KIII! KIII! KIII!" The dragon called out to Gohan desperately. Surprisingly, the ape's aggression started to lessen with each passing second. Makima couldn't believe that this dragon managed to calm down her son.

The dragon could no longer keep himself in the air, his wings exhausted from flying all the way here. As he fell to the ground, Gohan dropped his mother to catch the dragon. The two started to play with each other as they've done since meeting one another. Makima watched the cute display with a soft smile.

Contrary to Turles', and her own beliefs for a time, Gohan's blood did not define him as a person. Yes, he's a Saiyan and a Devil, but he's far more than his parts. Even in his out-of-control state, his kind heart continued to exist within. It made her proud to see him surpass whatever expectations others have set for him.

Makima used this chance to touch her son's head. His mind was far clearer than it was before which made it easy for her to calm him down. "Gohan, it's time for bed."

Before the ape was even aware, his mind slowly faded away with sudden exhaustion. He swayed for a moment before falling onto his stomach, loud snores exiting his snout. The dragon curiously stared at his sleeping friend, slightly concerned.

Makima wasted no time in cutting off his tail. She didn't want to hurt him beforehand which is why she wanted to put him to sleep first before cutting off the tail. She watched her son return back to normal, his small naked form ignorant to everything around him. Makima took off the tattered remains of her jacket and wrapped them around Gohan's small body.

As she held him in her arms, Makima placed a small kiss on his forehead. "My precious little light. Never let anyone tell you who you can and can't be. Sleep well, we adults will handle it from here." Makima turned to the small dragon. "Keep watch over him, okay?" She handed her sleeping child to the small dragon, who happily cried in agreement.

"You're a good dragon." She gently scratched his chin, earning a pleased noise from him.

BLAST!

Makima reacted quickly, deflecting the red beam that was aimed right for her son and the dragon. She looked up to see Daiz grinning down at her. The surviving corps member was pretty injured but still looked like he was ready to fight. "I may be the last one left, but don't go thinking you've won! Lord Turles' Crusher Corps will fight until the very last breath!"

Makima narrowed her eyes, their yellow hue glowed in the darkness. "Then it'll be the shortest one you'll ever take."

"Kakarot, you're a disgrace to the Saiyan race!" Turles declared as he was locked in a fierce struggle with Goku.

"I'm not Kakarot, I'm Son Goku! Now get off my planet!" Goku pulled back his head, smashing it against Turles' forehead. The pirate was stunned for a moment, allowing Goku to kick him away into one of the roots. Turles flipped over the root to avoid Goku's charge, then tackled the pure-hearted hero, crushing him against another root. Turles landed strong punches into Goku's body, then uppercuts him into the air.

Goku flipped around and dashed backwards to give himself some distance. However, Turles appeared behind him and smashed his joint hands into his back, blasting him towards the Tree of Might. Pulling back his hands, Turles pushed and fired off several blasts that exploded against Goku's body. He smirked at the smoke until a red light blew the smoke away, rippling the air around them.

"Kaioken!" Goku roared, powering up even further, his red aura looked like the raging flames of the sun.

"W-what?! His battle power is increasing tremendously!" Turles exclaimed.

Goku dashed forward, far faster than Turles was expecting. Goku's elbow crashed against the Saiyan's face, then a strong punch buried itself into his gut. The Earthly Saiyan grabbed Turles by his armor and performed a shoulder throw that sent him flying far. Goku cupped his hands, charging up his signature attack. "Ka! Me! Ha! Me! HAAAAA!" The beam rocketed at Turles, engulfing him entirely, and exploding against the tree's body.

As the Kaioken's brief activation vanished, Goku released a few breaths. He knew that wouldn't have been enough to stop his opponent. He rushed towards the tree to continue the battle, but when he got there his enemy was nowhere to be seen. "Where did he go?!"

Suddenly, Turles appeared behind him with a kick that bent Goku's ribs slightly. He cried out as he spiraled through the air before regaining a sense of balance. The evil Saiyan looked a bit scuffed from the earlier attack but seemed fine overall. "Kakarot, if you kneel before me right now, I'll forgive this traitorous transgression. You, your wife, and your son will be free to join me."

"I already told you, I'm Son Goku!"

"Do you really think you can beat me? The power difference between us is like heaven and Earth."

"I'll never know until I try!" Goku declared.

Turles smirked and reached behind him. "As we speak, the Tree of Might is continuously draining life away from this world. The forests, the oceans, the cities, and the lifeforms will all become nothing but dry husks. Their life turns into fuel for the fruit, the fruit I've continuously eaten from each time the tree was planted on other worlds." Turles brought out a spiky red fruit and lifted it towards his mouth. "Bare witness to true strength."

CRUNCH!

Turles' body expended for a brief moment from the effects of the fruit, then swiftly returned to its natural state. However, the true difference that Goku felt, was the Saiyan's power having jumped tremendous levels. The second interval between the fruit being crushed and Turles' brutal punch was far too fast for Goku to comprehend. It was as if his opponent had teleported in front of him. Goku went spiraling into the tree, then Turles' knee collided with his sternum, knocking the air from his lungs.

Turles knocked Goku down towards the ground and pointed his hand at him, releasing a torrent of KI blasts that rained down like bullets. There was nothing Goku could do to defend himself from the barrage. While the Earthly Saiyan recovered from the onslaught, Turles mocked his opponent. "You'll never stand a chance against me now with that kind of power! I'll dig a grave for you right in the middle of this world as it turns into a desert! It's the least I can do for you since we're both Saiyans!"

Goku looked up at his opponent's grinning face, glaring heatedly with determination. "I-I haven't used everything I've got yet!"

"Then show it to me! Entertain me more, Kakarot!" Turles shouted.

"Fine! Kaioken… TIMES 10!" Goku roared, the bright red aura burned hotter than before. He burst forward with a pulled back fist. But Turles vanished out of the way, forcing Goku to change directions to reach him. The evil Saiyan continued avoiding Goku's bull-like charge, then vanished out of his sight once again. Goku was confused until a sucker-punch rattled his brain, blowing him back towards the tree. Turles flip kicked the Saiyan down onto a root, chased down past Goku to smash his knee into his gut once again. He smashed him down into the planet-sucking root, then clapped his hands together. Sparks of orange and yellow danced around his hands as he pulled them apart, a sizzling ring of energy formed between his palms. "Do you surrender, Kakarot?"

"Grk…guh…!" Goku struggled to move. "I said…my name…is Son Goku!"

"Hmph. Fine. DIE!" Turles raised the ring above his head, then threw it down at Goku. "KILL DRIVER!"

BOOM!

"WUAAAAAAAAAAAA!"

Makima kicked Diaz away, then unloaded a torrent of invisible bullets that tore through his battle armor and embedded themselves into his skin. She dashed forward and broke his nose with a swift punch. He tried to grab her, but she ducked back and smashed her knee into his jaw. Her legs reached out, wrapping around his throat before he could fly too far. She flipped around and threw him hard into the ground below.

The dragon cried out, watching from a safe distance with Gohan in his arms. The sole corps member could barely move as Makima lowered herself down to his level, her finger gun pointed at his head. "Any last words?"

Diaz smirked. "Y-yeah…! The Earth will fall…to the Tree of…Might…"

Makima scoffed. "Pitiful."

BANG!

His head exploded like a watermelon, brains, blood, and bones scattered across the ground, while blood slowly oozed out of his severed neck. Makima eradicated the rest of his body, not wishing to look at the disgraceful corpse any further. With the last member of this invasion force dealt with, Makima could focus on her primary objective before.

BOOM!

"WUAAAAAAAAA!"

Her head snapped to the direction of the explosion. She could feel her husband's energy tanking in response to it. "Darling?!" She took off in a burst of speed towards the battle between look-alikes. The dragon followed after her to see what was going on, Gohan still sleeping soundly in his arms.

Turles spat on Goku's battered body, no longer interested in the traitorous Saiyan. "This is the end, Kakarot. With the power of the Tree of Might, I shall bring this universe to its knees." He ascended back towards the top to collect more of the fruit. However, a flash of red was caught in the corner of his eyes, which is the only thing that saved him from Makima's lethal strike for his throat. He grabbed her wrist, brought the woman close with his other arm, their faces inches apart from each other. "You really are a beautiful woman. Such striking eyes, it'd be a shame to kill you."

"Get off!" Makima manipulated the gravity of her body, tearing herself free of Turles' hold to gain some distance.

"Hmph. Rude." Turles crossed his arms. "You'd do far better by my side than you would be with Kakarot. We could rule the galaxy alongside one another, everything under our complete control."

Makima scoffed. "If you were talking to the old me, then I probably would've accepted. However, to assume yourself greater than my darling is a sinful act that I cannot ignore. There's also the terror you've inflicted upon my son that I'll never forgive." She swore resolutely.

"You'd continue to fight in the name of a dead man?"

"Who said my darling was dead?"

"What?!" Turles turned around to see Goku shuffling around on the ground, clearly still breathing. "Tch! I'll just have to hit you harder this time-Guh!" He was knocked away by Makima, who continued to pursue the evil look-alike.

She spun with a kick for his neck, but the Saiyan easily dodged her attack. He grabbed her leg and swung the woman into a root harshly, drawing blood from her mouth. Then he slugged her across the jaw to send her flying. Makima pushed against the roots, backflipping away from her pursuer. Several chains sprouted from her body to impale Turles.

"Useless!" He blasted them away, then fired a strong KI blast that exploded against her chest. She tried to push him back with her invisible force but the powered-up Saiyan flexed his aura to ram straight through it. He grabbed her by the throat, squeezing the air from her lungs. "How did it feel having to kill your own son?" He chuckled darkly.

She allowed herself to smirk. "Kill? My Gohan is simply taking a little nap. You, however, will be taking one permanently." Her finger gun appeared next to his head, blowing him away, and freeing her from his grasp. Unfortunately, her attack didn't do much to him at all.

"DIE!" Turles unleashed a KI blast that ran through her like a freight train, blowing the Control Devil down towards the base of the tree with a loud explosion. He stared at the smoke, knowing full well she survived. "A strong woman indeed."

Makima, down at the base of the tree, glared at the Saiyan. The bastard had been strengthened by the fruit of the tree, making him too strong for them to beat in a straight fight. Worse was that they didn't have much time left before the planet dried up completely. She needed to come up with something now or they'll-huh? Makima felt around the base of the tree, feeling a strange sensation coming from it. It didn't take her too long to realize the sensation invading her senses. "This is it! The part of the tree that connects to its core! All I need to do is destroy the core and the tree will die! But doing so would take too much time, time that this disgraceful look alike won't give! I need…wait, that's it!" Makima raised her head up to the sky. "I hate that I have to rely on you, but you're still watching, right King Kai?"

"Obviously! Things aren't looking good for you guys, if you lose here then the Tree of Might will continue being used on more and more planets! I hope you have a plan, Control!"

"I do. I just need you to connect me to everyone else." Makima said.

"Done."

"Darling! Darling!"

"M-Makima…" Goku groaned as he flipped onto his back. "H-how are you…"

"That's not important! Right now, you need to start charging the Spirit Bomb! We need to hit him and this tree with one big attack, one that'll solve this problem!"

"B-but…"

"Do you trust me, darling?"

That one question cleared any doubt in Goku's head. No matter what, he knew that trusting Makima's judgment in a situation like this was the right call. He climbed to his feet slowly. "Yeah, I always trust you, Makima."

"Good. Don't worry about Turles, we'll all hold him off."

"We?" He was confused until he felt several other energy signatures converging together. Goku smirked as he raised his hands. "Heh…! I knew you guys wouldn't stay down for long."

"The rest of you, if you have any ounce of will to live in your bodies, then get up right now and fight!"

"W-who the hell does she think she's talking to?!" War spat as she flew through the air. Her battered body was still healing but she didn't have the luxury of waiting around.

"She's talking to us, obviously." Fami was in a similar state as her little sister. However, her eyes looked a bit more serious than they usually did.

"Shut up!" War growled.

"I-I can't offer much, but I'll do my best!" Krillin declared.

"Come on, Chiaotzu!" Tien yelled.

"R-right, Tien!" Chiaotzu nodded his head.

"Just focus…on the Spirit Bomb, Goku, we got this!" Yamcha shouted.

"You better not screw this up, Goku!" Piccolo growled out.

BEEP!

Turles listened to his scouter, turning his head to see the defeated Z-Fighters and Devils return for another round. "Still alive, huh? Persistent little gnats."

Makima floated upwards, floating in front of the group. "This ends now…!" The Earth's defenders and Turles engaged in one last struggle for the fate of the planet.

Goku focused on the Spirit Bomb. "T-the land… The seas… the skies… and everyone drawing breath on this world at this time… share your energy with me…! For your sake…for the Earth's sake…give me your energy!"

"HYAAA!" Makima and Piccolo unloaded a barrage of strikes at Turles, who was dodging each one with ease. He backhanded the Namekian away, then swatted Makima across the face. Tien and Krillin charged in but were kicked away quickly.

"Dodon Ray!" Chiaotzu fired the finger beam at Turles, who deflected it with ease.

"Wolf Fang Fist!" Yamcha's barrage of speedy precise strikes were blocked. The Saiyan countered his rush with a jab to his nose, breaking it. As the ex-bandit went flying past her, Fami absorbed the nutrients in the air around her to palm strike the Saiyan's chest. Her attack barely moved him, and then she found herself getting dragged along the tree by a vicious kick against her chest.

A chain whip wrapped around his arm; War used everything she had to flip the Saiyan over. As he went flying up the tree, she summoned an energy cannon and fired it at him. Turles connected his hands and bashed the plasma blast away. He dashed forward and punched forward, shattering her cannon with ease. War attempted to slice his arm off with a short sword, but he snapped her arm like a twig before it could reach. The War Devil was blasted away the next second.

"Tri-Beam!"

"Kamehameha!"

Turles jumped over both attacks, the smoke from the explosion blinded him from their sight. Tien gasped until the Saiyan flashed in front of him, slugging him across his face. He then vanished and appeared above Krillin and stomped down on the monk hard enough to send him crashing into the ground.

Chiaotzu was chopped across his back, knocking him away from the tree. War tried her luck again but was grabbed by her non-broken arm and used as a battering ram to smash against Fami and Yamcha.

Piccolo received brutal strikes along his torso, then was grabbed by his head. Turles grinned and unloaded a barrage of KI blasts into Piccolo's body, enjoying the screams of pain filling his ears. He only stopped when a chain wrapped around his wrist and he already knew the one responsible. He dropped Piccolo and gave his full attention to the last woman standing. "And once again, you're the last one left." Turles said.

"No…not the last…" Makima's words confused him. It was only when his scouter picked up another power level that he realized the meaning of her words. His head snapped to the direction of Goku, who was still preparing the Spirit Bomb.

"Kakarot?! Whatever you're planning won't work!" Turles charged for him, but the hero's wife got in his way. "You're in the way!"

"That's the idea!" Makima and Turles engaged in a clash, one that she wasn't necessarily winning, but that wasn't an issue. She just needed to lead him towards the core of the tree. Makima pushed back, breaking off, and rushing towards the tree. As predicted, Turles gave chase to continue their battle. "Darling, are you done yet?!"

"Yeah! The Spirit Bomb is complete!"

Makima couldn't respond back since Turles managed to finally catch her, his hands grabbing her own. He spun the woman around and tossed her into the tree and smashed his foot against her to keep her pinned. Turles smiled at his 'clear' victory. "After I've finished killing you, I'll grab that brat of yours and leave this dustball behind. I'll need a student since you all killed my Crusher Corps."

Makima's eyes were covered by her bangs, but her smirk was visible to the pirate's eyes. He was confused about her expression. "What? Finally reconsidered my proposal from before?"

"No. I simply needed you locked in place." Makima said.

"What?!"

"TURLES!" Goku's roar made him flinch. "YOU'RE DEFINITELY NOT GETTING AWAY WITH THIS!" Down below the two, Goku opened his palm to reveal the bright blue ball of Genki. "TAKE THIS!" He threw it at his target with all of his might.

Turles' eyes widened at the Spirit Bomb as he raced towards him. His face morphed into a scowl and he prepared to counter the final attack. "DIE, KAKAROT!"

SNAP!

Suddenly, the weight of his body was no longer what it normally was. Turles could barely move and found himself pressed into the body of the tree. The evil Saiyan let out a gasp as the last thing he would ever see would be the devilish smirk of Makima, which would haunt him all the way down to Hell. The Spirit Bomb connected with him, burning away at his evil soul without an ounce of mercy. The effect of the Spirit Bomb extended to the tree, digging away until it reached the very core itself.

Makima was thrown out of the air as the shockwaves from the explosion were too much for her to fight against.

Turles felt his entire body being torn apart, his screams of anguish were being drowned out by the sound of the tree crying out in pain. The Tree of Might glowed a bright white light before erupting into an explosion visible even from space.

As everything started to settle down, the entire Earth was silent. People, animals, Devils, and nature were waiting to see what would happen next. Suddenly, small white puffs of energy started descending all over the Earth. These puffs were the energy the Tree of Might had absorbed, purified back thanks to the positive energy of the Spirit Bomb. All of the damage caused by Turles' maniacal scheme was undone, returning the planet back to normal.

Resting peacefully on his wife's lap was Son Goku, a pleased smile on his face. Makima gently brushed through his wild locks with a fond smile on her lips. She looked up at the beautiful blue sky with a sense of peace. "We won, darling."

"Yup…thanks to everyone on Earth." Goku smiled.

"MOM! DAD!"

The two looked over to see Gohan riding on the dragon's back, the kid waving at them happily. Laughs and hugs were shared between the Son Family to celebrate their victory. The rest of their allies were licking their wounds and enjoying the planet's restoration as well.

The following day, the entire group decided to have another camping trip. The only ones missing were War and Piccolo, who would rather do their own things. Makima took a sip of her tea while the others worked to get the camp set up.

Bulma looked over at Goku, who was bringing back some fish with Tien and Chiaotzu. "It really is a good thing you bumped your head as a kid, Goku."

"Otherwise you would've ended up like that Turles fellow." Roshi added.

"And we wouldn't be together, darling." Makima added with a small blush.

Goku chuckled, rubbing the back of his head. "Yeah, agreed! I still have the scar to prove it!"

Oolong looked over at the dragon. "I heard you played a role too, dragon."

Gohan shook his head. "His name isn't 'dragon', Oolong."

"It isn't?"

"So, you finally decided on a name?" Krillin asked.

Gohan nodded. "Yup! From now on, your name is Icarus!" He declared, softly rubbing the dragon's head.

"KIIII!" Icarus cried happily.

"Hehe! I think he likes it!" Yamcha said.

"Good name, Gohan!" Puar said.

Makima shook her head as she watched Icarus attempt to eat Oolong, confusing him for food. Maybe she'll pretend to cook him up later as a prank. It'll be funny and evil, so it was a win-win for her. The Control Devil looked back at her husband, who met her eyes with his own. The two shared a warm smile with each other.

Goku chuckled. "Yup. Everything's perfect."

Movie End

Chapter Text

Movie 3: World's Strongest

Son Gohan prides himself on being a good child. He does his homework, completes his chores, listens to his parents, and puts maximum effort during training sessions with his dad and Piccolo. But this was probably the most reckless thing he's done in a while.

"Mr. Piccolo…" Recent thoughts about his teacher were a bit muddled due to prior events a few hours ago.

Three days ago, while his mother had left on a business trip, Oolong came to their house asking for help in gathering the Dragon Balls for some reason. He had agreed to help him out and told his dad that he could handle it by himself. Since his dad was far more lenient on things compared to his mother, Gohan didn't have to worry about hearing a 'no'. So, he and Oolong went out to gather the Dragon Balls for reasons he still wasn't sure about.

But the problem they eventually ran into was that someone else had also been collecting the Dragon Balls. So, Oolong decided it would be best to let whoever it was do the hard work for them, which is why it took three days. During their trek through Tsurumai-Tsuburi Mountains, they had finally caught up to the mysterious person collecting the mystical orbs. Only for them to get ambushed by a bunch of weird biomechanical creatures that looked a lot like the Saibamen those Saiyans used.

When he found himself overwhelmed, Piccolo appeared in the nick of time to save them. Only for…for…for… Gohan could barely remember what happened after that. The only thing he could remember was Oolong informing him that their quest had failed, and to not under any circumstance inform his mom about their trip.

That was a simple request that would be darn near impossible to carry out if he didn't get back home in time. His mother was a skeptic if he's ever seen one, and no amount of lying would save him from a harsh punishment if she found out he's been running around on a wild goose chase for three days without proper supervision. Thankfully his wounds from the ambush had healed enough to not catch her attention. His torn and dirty GI could be explained by saying that he was training with his dad, who he hoped would side with him.

As he descended towards his house, Gohan noticed that the lights weren't on. That was already setting off alarm bells in his head. Much to his mom's irritation, his dad had the habit of forgetting to turn off the lights sometimes. So, this was a case of his dad forgetting again or his mother was home.

He was praying it was the former.

Gohan carefully reached for the door handle but pulled back immediately. If his mother was home, then she'd likely expect him to open the door. His best bet was to sneak through his bedroom window, crawl into his bed, and act like he was asleep the whole time. He levitated off the ground to float around the house to reach his window. Gohan peered inside, seeing that the coast was clear. He carefully opened up the window and crawled inside of his room. After closing his window, Gohan decided to skip changing into his pajamas to avoid making too much noise. He'll just climb into his bed and sleep, even though his mother hates it when they sleep in dirty clothing.

Gohan backed up towards his bed until he felt his back hit something. He blinked for a few moments before looking up to see a pair of yellow spirals glowing through the darkness, their piercing gaze locked onto him. A despairing chill washed down his small frame. "Oh no…"

"Don't think you were a little too hard on him?" Goku asks his wife as he continues his morning exercise routine. Pushing himself vertically in a one-thumb push up set against their wooden floor. His wife is dressed in her uniform, several pots and pans filled with leftovers were levitating around her. Makima didn't turn to look at him as she sorted through the foods that needed to be refrigerated or frozen.

"I don't think I was hard enough." Makima counters.

"He was just out for three days, nothing big." Goku said with a soft grunt.

"Three days without proper supervision."

"He was with Oolong-"

"You know full well that I don't count that pig as an adult." Makima looks away to gaze at her husband. "If you had gone with him, then I wouldn't have had to punish him. He knows better than to not inform us of what he's doing if he leaves the house, especially if it ends up taking three days." She stressed that last part. The world around them was dangerous and as strong as their son was, she still worries about him running into something he can't beat. "He also refuses to tell us just what exactly he and Oolong went. His clothes were tattered, and he looked exhausted."

"Probably just fought off some animals. Either way, he's okay, right?" Goku stopped his exercise to flip onto his feet. Goku smiled at his wife with that bright smile she loved to gaze at. "As long as he's safe and alive, then everything's good."

Makima let out a small sigh. "Yes, that is true, darling. But he's still grounded for the week. He won't learn anything if we let him get off too easily."

"Hehe! Sure!"

After putting their leftover breakfast away, Makima strolled over to her husband. She wrapped her arms around his waist to press him against her body. "But not everything seems so bad. Now that Gohan is grounded and can't leave the house, that gives us the perfect chance to have our own…private time."

Goku felt his body growing hotter, a certain nether region was reacting to his wife's provocations. He held her close, almost like the positions of a romantic slow dance. "What kind of time?"

"After work today, I'll come home and prepare an outdoor bath like we used to do before Gohan was born. You, me, the cool night air, and the warm waters of the very small barrel." She purred slightly, lust shouting through her eyes.

"Oh! That sounds fun! Let's do that, yeah?" Goku's heartbeat was racing just at the thought of sex.

A erotic giggle left her throat. "I knew you'd love the sound of that, darling~!" The two share a passionate kiss.

"Ew…" Gohan muttered, pushing away from his door.

Gohan had been listening to their conversation, he was upset that his dad couldn't get his mother to let up on his punishment. Since he refused to explain about what happened the last three days, his mother grounded him for a week. Which means he has to finish a set amount of homework assignments (ones that are usually high school/college level) by the end of each day or she doubles it. There's also no going outside to explore the mountains or training with his dad until the punishment was done.

Knowing that he had no other choice but to get to work, Gohan moved to his desk to get started on his assigned material. He had to solve several advanced calculus equations and analyze twenty different poems for this day's workload. Oh well, it was nothing he couldn't handle right now. Putting pencil to paper, Gohan began to diligently complete his assignments.

…

…

…

SLAM!

Gohan fell asleep after the first ten pages of calculus work. Getting home so late last night hadn't given him the proper amounts of sleep necessary for a boy his age. A slight drool spilled onto the paper as his mind wandered off into a dream-like wonderland.

Unknown to the Son Family, an insidious plot was brewing back in the Tsurumai-Tsuburi Mountains. An ancient, yet refurbished, laboratory had been revived due to the wish made on the Dragon Balls prior. The lab assistant known as Kochin used the mystical orbs to rescue his master Dr. Wheelo from his frozen imprisonment underneath the freezing Earth. Now that the two were back in business, their plan of total and complete world domination could finally come into fruition. Their goal to remake the world in the image of Dr. Wheelo!

Unfortunately, Dr. Wheelo had lost his body decades ago, thus requiring alternative means to keep him alive. To truly complete the plan, they needed the body of the strongest man in the world.

Their plan in goading Muten Roshi into being the best capable host by kidnapping the renowned Bulma Briefs had worked, but unfortunately the old fossil was long past his prime. However, thanks to a slip of the tongue from Bulma, Kochin and Wheelo now know who their real target is…

…The strongest man in the world, Son Goku.

CRUNCH!

Gohan frowned as a wave of crumbs fell on his desk, looking up he found his Aunt Fami standing over him with a chocolate cookie in her hand. "Auntie!" Gohan whined. "I have to finish my work, or Mom is going to be upset! Can't you go outside and eat?"

"Nope. Your parents are having se-I mean-having some personal time." Fami quickly corrected herself. "So, I'm here to chill with you. Just don't mind me." She took another loud bite of her cookie. "Keep working."

Gohan stared at his aunt for a moment before turning back around to work.

CRUNCH!

Gohan paused again.

CRUNCH!

"Can you please chew quieter?"

"Sure."

CRU-NC-H!

"I said quieter, not slower!" Gohan cried, unaware of the small smile on his aunt's face. She always enjoyed toying with her adorable nephew. So, she'll give him a snack later to apologize for distracting him. She stood to leave until a loud voice echoed through the clearing.

"GOKU! GOKU, WE NEED TO-WOAH-AAAAAHHHHHH!"

"WAIT, MAKIMA!"

Gohan jumped from his desk. "That was Krillin and Oolong! Auntie, we need to check on them!"

As she followed him out of the room, Fami was very certain he wanted an excuse out of his punishment, but that wasn't her problem. She did act quickly to cover her nephew's eyes once they got outside to avoid him seeing his parents standing completely naked in the open.

Makima didn't bother covering any part of her body at the moment, instead she was focusing on the two that had interrupted her sensual time with Goku. Her hand slowly curled into a fist as she drained the air out of Krillin and Oolong's lungs. Her husband was trying to get her to calm down.

"W-wait, Makima! Calm down! They didn't mean to intrude! No need to kill them!" Goku exclaimed.

"I'm not killing them. I'm just ensuring they can't breathe anymore."

"I-I'm pretty sure that's the same thing as killing them…" Goku scratched his head.

"Mom! Dad!" Gohan's shout got the Control Devil to calm down a bit. She saw that Fami had covered her baby's eyes, giving her a peace of mind on that front. She snapped her fingers, drying away the soapy bubbles of the bath. Then their clothes moved to cover their bodies once more.

"Fine. You two have a chance to explain yourselves." Makima allowed. She stood in her loose white T-shirt that had a picture of a baby Gohan on the front and a pair of sweatpants.

Thankful that they could breathe once more, Krillin and Oolong hurried and explained the current situation to Goku and his family. Gohan was shrinking into himself as his mother's annoyed glare landed on him.

"Two weeks." Was all she said to him. It hurt even more when his dad didn't argue in his defense, which meant that he agreed with her. He was likely just as concerned since he didn't know everything that had happened either.

Goku crossed his arms. "If Bulma, Master Roshi, and Piccolo are in trouble, then I better get going too."

"Wait, Goku! It's clearly a trap!" Krillin exclaimed. "Charging in recklessly might not be the best option!"

"Then what else should I do? The longer we wait the more the others are going to be put in danger." Goku responded.

Makima hummed and tapped her chin. "I have an idea. If they're searching for the world's strongest, then it's understandable why they went for Roshi first. However, upon learning of my husband's victory over Piccolo five years ago, they'll surely target us next. They want my darling, so let's allow my darling to go walking onto their doorstep."

"So, your plan is to just let Goku do his thing?" Fami raised a brow.

"Exactly. While darling is distracting them, Krillin and I will sneak into their base to rescue the others." Makima finished explaining.

"M-me?!" Krillin stuttered.

"Yes, unless you don't want to rescue your teacher and friend?" Makima's guilt trip worked in convincing the monk.

Gohan spoke up. "Mom, can I-"

"No." She already knew what he was going to ask.

"B-but Mr. Piccolo and-"

"Whatever happened to him is something that we will deal with. You are still grounded for disobeying and lying to us." Makima looked over to Fami. "Keep him here in the house."

"Will do." Fami gave a thumbs up.

"I-I'll stay here too!" Oolong spoke up.

"I wasn't considering you for anything but suit yourself." Makima allowed. Oolong sighed in relief until she started speaking again. "But if I find even one pair of my underwear out of place when I get back, I'll know who to turn into bacon." As he looked into her eyes, Oolong knew that not even Goku would be able to stop her from going through with the threat. She was definitely still pissed about him dragging her son off into a dangerous adventure.

"Y-yes, ma'am!" Oolong exclaimed.

Goku turns to Makima. "Is that everything?"

"Yes, darling. Let's go stop another maniacal maniac." Makima responded.

Sneaking into Wheelo's laboratory was far easier than Krillin thought it would be. He and his best friend's wife located a weak point in the building's defenses, tore through it, and descended into the metallic base with silent footsteps. Krillin examined the interior, mesmerized by the high-tech equipment. "Man…this is like some sci-fi film."

"Yes, as one would expect from a man such as Dr. Wheelo." Makima hummed, her footsteps clicking along the metal. Krillin kept close to her side, not wishing to risk getting separated.

"You know about him? Already?"

"I searched through my memories just in case. He was a world-renowned scientist fifty years ago, but suddenly vanished off the face of the planet. Hearing that he wants the body of the strongest man in the world connects to his research of creating the 'perfect body'." Makima explained.

"The perfect body, huh? If that's the case, was it really smart to let Goku go on his own?" Krillin asked. His eyes were scanning all over, hoping to catch anything that might pop out at them. He really didn't want to deal with any freaky creations these scientists might have hidden in here.

"Darling can handle himself just fine. Feel out his energy, he's just fine." Makima was correct about that. Goku was handling his part of the plan without worry, they could tell he was locked in combat against Wheelo's creations.

"T-that's good. If their creations are focused on Goku, then that means they still don't know about us."

"No, they likely already know we're here." Makima refuted calmly. She stopped suddenly, confusing the monk.

"Why did you stop?" Krillin asked.

She pointed ahead at the darkness of the hallway. Stalking forward, a familiar green figure clad in purple clothing. However, his eyes were blood red, sickening foam poured from his mouth, and his head was covered by some golden crown.

"P-P-Piccolo?!" Krillin cried, stepping back.

Makima smiled a little too sweetly. "Oh, look at that? Looks like the dog's been put back on his leash." She removed her jacket, tossing it to the floor. "Krillin, stay back. He's mine."

"You don't have to tell me twice!"

Piccolo growled like a deranged animal. He dashed forward with an animalistic roar, swiping down his arm to tear the woman in front of him to pieces. Makima blocked his strike by crossing her arms, she buckled slightly under his pressure, but didn't show any fear. Instead, she looked unbelievably ecstatic. "It's a good thing Gohan isn't here, because he'd just get in the way." Her eyes were glowing with malicious intent. "I've been waiting to beat you down for what you did a year ago!"

Silently watching the chain of events unfold within his laboratory was none other than the brain-in-a-jar himself, Dr. Wheelo. The huge brainiac observed the two battles happening on the observation screens. The first was Son Goku who was doing battle against his Bio Men, the Saiyan showcased a terrifying mastery of martial arts that gave him the advantage in the 2v1 battle. Next was Son Makima who was facing off against their latest capture, the Demon King Piccolo. To his surprise, the wife of Goku was no slouch when it came to battle, especially those who match her in ability. It was unfortunate how much damage these battles were costing his lab, but it was a small price to pay for his plans.

"Dr. Wheelo!" His assistant, Dr. Kochin, a very elderly, gray-skinned man with a misshapen head and male pattern baldness; he also has a nearly toothless mouth. Dr. Kochin's main attire consists of a typical lab coat over a brown dress shirt, red tie with a silver clip, black dress pants, and brown dress shoes. He is also seen carrying a small, blue, drill-like cane.

"Yes, Kochin?"

"The woman, take a closer look at her eyes." Kochin enhanced the footage to freeze it on Makima's face. The two scientists took special note of her eyes, particularly the yellow spirals that burned within.

"I see! Yes, a Devil that she is!" Dr. Wheelo exclaimed.

Bulma, who was being held captive along with Roshi, was surprised to see them figure that out. "W-wait! You can tell she's a Devil just by her eyes?!"

"Could you not, girl? Any intellectual is capable of telling the difference between a human and a Devil." Dr. Wheelo's insult earned himself a glare from the rich businesswoman. "All Devils, especially ones that resemble humans, have telltale signs that give away their identity. Horns, teeth, head shape, triggers, their senses, and eyes. Things like that are clues of their true biological natures."

"To think a Devil of all things would be sneaking into our lab. Oh, I've always loved dissecting those abominations!" Kochin giggled. "Perhaps a Devil such as she could serve as a vessel as well, Dr. Wheelo?"

"No, Kochin. There's something about her that reminds me of something. She's not a normal Devil, that is for sure. For now, we'll stick to gaining the body of Son Goku."

"Understood."

"In any case, send our other recent capture to deal with Son Goku."

"Yes, Dr. Wheelo!"

Bulma stared worryingly at the screens, praying that her friends would get here soon. She hated being stuck with these creepy old men!

Goku finishes off the last of the Bio Men that had attacked him. His Kaioken granted him the small boost needed to completely turn the battle to his favor. He dropped the dead body on the ground with a soft thud. Now that these guys were beaten, he just needed to keep going until he reached Bulma and the others. "Hopefully Makima and Krillin managed to find them-" He jumped back to avoid an incendiary bullet blowing up the space in front of him.

Sprinting around the chamber, Goku avoided each bullet that tried to blow him to pieces. He flipped through the next explosion to turn and fire a blast. It connected to the KI he sensed and stopped the bullets being rained down on him.

Revealing themselves through the smoke was his sister-in-law, War. She's dressed in military-esque snow gear, and a multitude of guns were strapped to her back. War's eyes were blood red, much like Piccolo's, with a golden crown stuck to her head.

"What the heck?! War?!" Goku was surprised to see her. "Why are you attacking me?!" Then he paused. "Wait, nevermind, you always attack me."

She didn't say a word to him. War pointed her four-pronged gun to release a simultaneous ballista round of rockets at the Saiyan. Goku dashed forward, ducking under the rockets, and struck forward. His fist was blocked by her gun, then she pushed it to redirect his arm out of the way to twirl it back up for a smash down into his back. Goku bounced off the ground, then reached for her legs to pull her down. He pushed himself into the air and fired two balls of KI down at War, exploding the ground on contact.

War blew through the smoke, unharmed by his attack to strike him with her tonfas. Goku hissed as spikes extended out of the melee weapons, slicing up his arm. War punches in the stomach twice, then bats him away with a side swipe. He recovers quickly and flashes forward with a knee to her chest. Goku pieces her up with a four-strike combo across her torso. When she attempted to retaliate with her tonfas, he blew them to pieces with a burst of KI.

She spun through the air, sliding across the metal floor, while Goku placed his hands to his side. "Ka! Me! Ha! Me! HAAAA!" His signature attack barreled towards the Horseman, illuminating the chamber in a bright blue glow.

War grabs one of the Bio Men's corpses, transforming it into a shield to block the blast. Afterwards she lunges the shield at the Saiyan, who manages to duck underneath it, then grab it before the shield could fly away. With a hard spin, the shield was flung back at the Devil at dangerous speeds. She pushed out her hand, manipulating the weapon to shift back into its original state.

Goku furrows his brows. "As much as I like fighting you, War, I don't have time for this!"

"Then move."

Goku is shoved out of the way by a familiar pink-haired woman. Fami pointed her hand at her little sister. War lunged forward fatalistic intent, brandishing a sword to strike through her sister's chest.

Materializing over Fami's hand was a sharp mouth-like energy construct. She closed her fist tightly. Suddenly, the top of War's head was severed as if something had bitten it clean off. Her body dropped to the ground like an anchor.

"There. Done." Fami dispelled her ability.

"I don't think you have to go that far, Fami." Goku frowned.

She rolled her eyes. "She was under mind control, so I simply nipped the bud quicker. She's also not dead. Give it a second."

True to Fami's words, War's head started to regenerate from the wound inflicted. A second later, the War Devil was crawling back to her feet. Soft groans were heard as the two landed to check on their sister.

"Hey, War, you okay?" Goku asked.

"Fuck off."

"Yeah, she's fine." The Saiyan smiled.

"Good, then I guess we should go, yes?" Fami pointed at the exit.

Goku nodded, then he remembered something. "Hey, weren't you supposed to be watching Gohan?"

Fami took out a lollipop. "Piccolo is also mind controlled, so Gohan's making sure Makima doesn't kill him."

"Ah! I see! Everything should be fine then! Let's hurry!"

Makima and Piccolo clashed in a fierce struggle of dominance, their fists connecting in a numerous stalemate. She redirected his punch to jab his nose in an act to knock him back. He stumbled slightly before blocking another strike, then grabbed her and slammed her into a row of machinery. Explosions occurred throughout the hallway, lighting up the dark corridor. Piccolo crossed his arms to block Makima's oncoming attack after she emerged from the flaming wreckage. When the force pushed him back, she snapped her fingers, ordering the air around the Namekian to constrict in a tight box around his head.

Piccolo fell to his knees as he struggled to breathe in the trap Makima had created. His eyes were still that of a drug addict, making him look far more pathetic than even she would've liked. She wrapped a chain around his neck to keep him in place. "Oddly enough, I'm getting no satisfaction out of beating you like this. Perhaps it's because you're not of proper mind right now, so you're unable to fight properly. Oh well."

"U-uh, Makima! Don't you think you should snap Piccolo out of his craze!" Krillin spoke up.

She shrugged. "I suppose so." Makima raised her fingers to undo the mind control the Namekian was under, but gasped when his eyes shined for a moment. Makima ducked back to avoid his eye-lasers before they could drill two holes through her skull. This moment of distraction allowed Piccolo to break himself free of her trap.

"Tch! Should've used a stronger burst." Makima said. Before she could re-engage him in another bout of combat, a smaller figure stomped down between them.

"STOP!" Gohan, dressed in his purple GI with a gray cloak around his neck, yelled. He turned to his very disappointed mother. "Mom! Mr. Piccolo is-"

"Under mind control, yes." Makima rolled her eyes. "Now move."

"Why-gah!" Gohan cried after Piccolo smacked him out of the way. He spiraled across the floor until Krillin moved to catch him in his arms.

"The only reason I allowed that was because I'm annoyed with him." Makima pointed her finger gun at Piccolo. "Bang."

The golden crown on his head exploded to pieces, freeing the Namekian from its control. Piccolo grunts slightly, dazed from his mental prisonment. Makima ignores him in favor of strolling over to her child, who refuses to meet her gaze. "Gohan."

"Y-yes, Mother?" He only calls her this when he knows he's in trouble.

"Three weeks."

"Oh…" Gohan groaned.

"I will also be putting your aunt on a diet." Makima adds. "Since you're here anyway, just stick to Krillin's side, okay?"

"Yes, Mom!" Gohan exclaimed.

"Gohan? Makima?" Piccolo's voice cuts in. He stumbles over to them, still trying to get his mind straight. "What the hell is going on?"

"Mr. Piccolo!" Gohan runs up and hugs his teacher, confusing the warrior.

"I'll explain on the way. Follow me." Makima responds. She sprints towards the main lab with the others following closely behind.

Goku, Fami, and War arrive in the main lab first, where the three could see Bulma and Roshi being held prisoner. "Bulma!" Goku shouts, running towards her. Fami and War noticed the electrical barrier blocking the way, but decided not to say anything. They simply enjoy the sight of Goku getting electrocuted briefly.

"Are you okay, brother-in-law?" Fami asked.

"O-ow…! Why didn't you tell me that was there?!" Goku cries.

"Because it was funny." War rolled her eyes. She steps forward to slice the barrier's generator apart but a bullet whistles past her head. War shifts her eyes to the source to see Kochin standing menacingly across the lab.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you, War Devil." Kochin warns.

War narrows her eyes at the scientist. "So, you're the bastard that ambushed me and controlled me. You have no idea the kind of shame you've brought upon me!"

"Yes, yes, you Devils and your sense of superiority over us humans." Kochin mocks.

Goku glares at him. "Let Bulma and Roshi go!"

"No can do, strongest in the world. These two are going to make fabulous Bio Warriors, or at least, the girl's brain will be good for it." Kochin chuckles darkly.

"EWWW!" Bulma cries. "Goku! Get me out of here!"

"I'm afraid none of you will be leaving here alive." Dr. Wheelo speaks up, gaining the trio's attention. The Saiyan and Devils were disgusted to see a massive brain sitting in the wall.

"What the hell are you?!" War demands.

"This, you impudent moron, is the great Dr. Wheelo!" Kochin declared.

"An evil scientist that tried to take over the world fifty years ago, and he wants to use Goku's body to accomplish it now!" Bulma yelled.

"Evil is such an ignorant way of putting it! We simply wish to help the world improve by remodeling it Dr. Wheelo's image! We were unable to accomplish the task fifty years ago due to the catastrophic blizzard, but thanks to the Dragon Balls our science can finally bear fruit!" Kochin declares.

"Son Goku, I want your body!" Dr. Wheelo declared.

BANG!

BOOM!

Smoke filled the lab after the explosion decimated the far left wall. A red-headed woman walked through the smoke, glaring at the brain in the wall. "I'm afraid that I will not be allowing you to do such a thing. My darling's body belongs to me." Makima declared. Krillin, Gohan, and Piccolo joined her side, standing against the evil scientists.

"Makima! Gohan! Krillin! Piccolo!" Goku exclaimed.

"Dad!"

"Goku!"

"Hmph. Seems you guys were going to start the party without us." Piccolo huffed.

"Out of the way green man, these two are mine for what they did to me!" War yelled.

"Then get in line, because I have some choice words myself!" Piccolo yelled back.

Dr. Wheelo and Kochin didn't look worried at all by the number of enemies standing before them. "It would seem we are outnumbered, Dr. Wheelo."

"Yes, we are, Kochin."

"It's a good thing that I recently upgraded your exo-skeleton, Dr. Wheelo!"

Suddenly, the container holding the brain began to emit a ton of smoke, almost blinding everyone in the chamber. A red light illuminated through the white puffy clouds, which was the only warning they were given. "EVERYONE, MOVE!" Piccolo roared.

A giant crimson beam tore through the lab, narrowly missing the heroes in its destructive path. The walls it destroyed were sizzling for a moment before exploding violently enough to create shockwaves through the lab.

Emerging from the wall was Dr. Wheelo's exo-skeleton body. A big scorpion-like metal body that houses his brain within a glass container. His brain is about double the size of a human head. He features a mouth with a single red eye above it, two claws, two toed feet, and a massive tail. "This exo-skeleton is nothing more than a placeholder for my true body! Son Goku, I shall tear your brain from your skull if that's what it'll take to possess you! The rest of you shall become the first wave of my newly all powerful Bio Warriors! The age of Dr. Wheelo shall begin today!"

"YOU WISH, ASSHOLE!" War, Piccolo, Goku, and Makima emerged from the blockade of dust. A force field erected itself around Wheelo, preventing the four from reaching him. Electrical shocks shot forth, striking the four of them, and blowing them each into the metal floor.

Kochin laughed maniacally as he unleashed a torrent of bullets from his machine gun arm. Fami and Krillin easily dodged out of the way of his attacks. Gohan charged forward with a furious shout, plunging his fist into Kochin's body. The old man folded over with Gohan smirking at his victory.

Until Kochin grabbed his arm and smashed him into the floor. "Foolish, boy! Did you really think I'd be that easy to beat?! Just like my master, I, too, possess a powerful exo-skeleton!" He transformed his machine gun arm into a cannon. "You'll be the first to die, kid!" An explosion of energy rippled the floor, blasting Gohan across the lab.

Krillin descended with a flurry of kicks that knocked Kochin back. He dashed forward to continue his assault, but a barrier of energy appeared in his way. Krillin screamed as the barrier sent a painful shock through his body, he flew back and rolled across the ground.

Kochin grinned until he felt crumbs falling on his head. Looking up, he saw Fami standing over him. She munched on her cookie, then pointed to the side. "Pay attention."

"Wha-"

"HYAAAH!" Gohan's leg struck his ribs, blasting him into the decimated wall. He pulled back his arms and released a barrage of KI blasts in hopes of obliterating the evil scientist. Gohan stopped his onslaught to survey the damage.

Suddenly, a wave of KI blew through the smoke, forcing aunt and nephew to dodge. The two turned back to the metallic footsteps coming through the wreckage. What they saw of Kochin could no longer classify him as 'human'. Gohan's attack had completely vaporized his skin and clothes, leaving the exo-skeleton to be revealed. He looked like one of those terminator robots Gohan saw from that one movie.

"Huh? He really wasn't lying about the skeleton." Fami frowned.

"HA HA HA HA HA! Science shall not fail today! Long live, Dr. Wheelo!" Kochin shouted, almost robotically. He pointed his cannon forward and fired off explosive rounds that disrupted the area of their battle.

Krillin pushed himself off the floor, recovering from his static shock. "Krillin!" He turned to see Bulma waving at him. "Hurry up and get us out of here!"

He looked over to see that Fami and Gohan were handling themselves just fine. The monk hurried to his captured friends. "Right! I'm coming!"

On the other end of the lab, Dr. Wheelo's red optic blast devastated another section of the lab. Piccolo barely avoided the attack, then rushed in with a kick to knock the metal overlord back. Raising his hands to his head, Piccolo cried out. "Explosive Demon Wave!" The KI attack collided with the exo-skeleton. He raised his arms for a hammer strike but Wheelo's metal claw smashed him through a wall. Wheelo opened his claw and blew the Namekian away with a huge KI blast.

War released a torrent of rockets that blew up the floor beneath Wheelo. He would've fallen through if it wasn't for the jet-boosters on his feet, keeping him in the air. What he hadn't expected was for oil to splatter on him from the busted pipes of his lab. She aims her gun and fires off a round of incendiary bullets into his body. Oil and flames collided in a bright explosion that knocked Wheelo further through the secret base. War smirked until a metal claw shot out of the smoke to grab her. She evaded the first one, but the second one managed to catch her. She screamed when his claw erupted with crimson energy, blowing her far across the lab.

Makima barreled towards him, evading his attempts to swipe her out of the air. She lowered herself down to strike his legs, setting him off balance. Several chains wrapped around his arms, forcing his exo-skeleton to go against his commands. She raised the madman in the air, spun him around, and slammed him down like a sledgehammer. Wheelo went crashing through a multitude of floors due to the impact. But he didn't stay down for long, and Makima learned that when Wheelo came barreling through the floor like a rocket. He smashed her through the ceiling and didn't stop until he burst through the lab entirely.

As Makima went falling down into the frozen tundra, he pointed his optic blast to incarnate her, but a red streak smashed into him, knocking the scientist aside. Wheelo grunted slightly to see a Kaioken enhanced Goku floating across from him. "This ends now!" Goku declared.

"I couldn't agree more! Your body belongs to me!" Dr. Wheelo declares once more.

"Kaioken times three!" Goku roars, his crimson aura increasing in mass. He vanished from sight for a moment, then crashed his leg against the glass of Wheelo's head. The scientists barreled towards the ground, but Goku appeared behind him for a powerful blow that sent him flying upwards. Goku rushes in, pushing his body even further to lay a flurry of destructive blows against Wheelo's exo-skeleton. The metal bent against his onslaught until an electrical force shocked him hard enough to send him flying downwards.

Wheelo turned around, extending both of his claw cannons down at the Saiyan. "Die, Son Goku! I'll piece your body back together after blowing you apart!" Two bright hot beams exploded forth, illuminating the icy tundra.

"Oh no!" Goku gasped and acted quickly by cupping his hands. "Ka! Me! Ha! Me…!" Right as Wheelo's beam was about to engulf him, Goku unleashed his own. "HAAAAAAA!" Red and blue mixed together, clashing against the searing double beam. The very air was quaking from the intensity of their beam clash.

While Goku struggled to hold his ground, Wheelo activated his boosters to propel himself forward at a speed Goku wasn't prepared for. The Saiyan let out a gasp before receiving the hundred-ton force of Wheelo's body slam. Goku spiraled furiously through the air, crashing against the glacier across from the lab, his body dragging against the ice until he stopped right at the edge of a cliff.

Dr. Wheelo laughed victoriously. "HA HA HA HA HA HA! And that, fools, is the power of my science!"

BLAST!

"Gah!" He was knocked down into the snow. He stood from the crater to see Makima, Piccolo, and War had recovered from his previous attacks. Though each one was looking pretty damaged, their wills had yet to be broken.

"There's one thing you should learn about us, brainiac!" War grunted.

"And what is that?!" Wheelo questioned.

"We don't give up until we're dead!" Piccolo roared.

Chains exploded from beneath Wheelo's feet, wrapping around his body to trap him. "And you're overdue for a meeting with death!" Makima declared.

While those three were battling Wheelo, Goku slowly climbed back to his feet. "Man…it's no use, this guy's far tougher than we thought. Looks like I'll have to resort to it, after all…" He raised his hands to the sky. "The ground, the seas, the skies, and everything alive throughout the Earth…! Please, give me just a bit of your energy!"

Roshi and Krillin stand side-to-side, prepping their joint attack. "Krillin, let's do it!"

"Right!"

"Ka! Me! Ha! Me! HAAAA!" Master and student fired off a combined Kamehameha at Kochin. The mad scientist matched their attack with his own, initiating a beam clash against one another. The two pushed harder, their signature attack was clearly winning the struggle. Until Kochin activated another feature of his exo-skeleton, lasers fired out of his eyes to pierce through the Turtle School. Krillin and Roshi were forced to abandon their joint attack to avoid getting skewered.

Kochin leaped into the air, unloading a storm burst of energy onto the two martial artists. His smile vanished when the smoke cleared to reveal Fami using her abilities to swallow his blasts. She then flicked her wrist, and her construct vomited his own volley right back at him. Kochin was blown into the ceiling, bouncing off the metal and into the shattered glass of the observation screen.

Gohan was about to join in until he heard a loud explosion occur behind him. The boy turned around to see his mother get blown through the ceiling by Dr. Wheelo, and his father give chase to assist her. "Auntie Fami! Krillin! Mom and the others need help!"

Fami tilted her head side to side. "Hmm…fine. Gohan, we'll go help them." She looked over to Krillin and Roshi. "Can you two handle him?"

Roshi got into a stance. "I may be old, but this fossil can still give a good whoopin!"

"This guy isn't that tough, just tricky and durable! We'll wear him down!" Krillin responded.

"Good." Fami felt a bit reassured. She turned to her nephew. "Let's move."

"Right!"

The two would have escaped the lab if it weren't for the barrier erected by Kochin to keep them contained. "As if I'll allow you to help your friends! You're all going to die here!" He turned to the main computer which was still somehow functional. "In fact...! I'll make sure of it!" Kochin pressed several keys on the keyboard.

BEEP!

SELF-DESTRUCT SEQUENCE: INITIATED!

"EHHH?!" Bulma, who was hiding, screeched. "A self-destruct sequence?!"

"A little safe ensure policy in case the lab was ever compromised. We can always build a new one, and certainly there will still be some pieces of your bodies remaining to use for our Bio Warriors!" Kochin explained.

"Are you insane, you'll be blown apart too!" Krillin yelled.

"Not unless I kill you all first, and even then, Dr. Wheelo's victory is still greatly assured!"

A loud shockwave outside of the lab almost caused them to fall over. It was clear that the battle happening outside was growing extremely hectic. Gohan growled wishing he could go help his parents, teacher, and aunt. "Darn it! We have to get out there and help them!"

"Calm down, Gohan. Our plan hasn't changed." Fami said. She turned to the field, placing her hands against the energy. The static coursing through her body was nothing as she consumed a portion of it, then pulled the force field apart, wide enough for them to fit through.

"WHAT?!" Kochin exclaimed.

"I'm the Famine Devil." Fami allowed herself to smirk. "Something like this isn't going to be enough to stop me." She motioned to her nephew. "Gohan, let's move!"

"Not so fast!" Kochin tried to blast them, but Krillin intercepted him with a kick. The doctor spiraled across the room.

"Get moving!" Krillin yelled to his allies.

"On it!" Gohan and Fami escaped through the hole. As it closed behind them, the two took off through the giant hole Wheelo made. With them gone, the battle down here was now left to the humans.

"Fools! Your numbers mean nothing against Dr. Wheelo's might!" Kochin exclaimed. He blocked a strike from Krillin, but it left him open for Roshi to kick him into the floor. The monk grabbed him by the legs, spun him around, and then flung him across the decimated lab.

"Brag as much as you like, but if anyone is underestimating anyone it's you!" Krillin exclaimed.

"What?!"

"If you think you're aware of how strong Goku is, then it should be obvious that his chances of losing are far lower than his chances of winning! If anyone can pull it off its him!" Roshi added.

"Goku's the strongest for a reason! He doesn't give up, no matter how impossible the odds are! And even then, he has all of us supporting him too! There's no way we're gonna lose here!" Krillin continued on.

"Even if your words are true, this lab's explosion will still be far too big for you all to have any chance to escape! Our victory is assured!" Kochin declared.

"I wouldn't be so sure about that!" Bulma's voice sliced through his hot air. The three turned to the computer to see Bulma messy with its systems. "If this thing has a self-destruct system, then there's definitely an override somewhere! Maybe kidnapping the smartest woman on the planet wasn't such a smart move!"

"Damn you! Die!" Kochin fired at her, but his attack was stopped by Krillin. The monk dashed forward, slugging the machine across his face. Roshi appeared behind Kochin, kicking him into the air for Krillin to smack him back down. As Kochin bounced, the two converged on top of him, a blur of fists pounded against his metal frame.

"Get off of me!" Kochin roared; a torrent of blasts forced them back. He pointed his cannon to fire explosive rounds at the master and student. Each explosion covered his field of vision in smokey clouds, but the cyborg couldn't care less about that. He just kept firing, hoping that his enemies would perish in the explosions.

"HYAH!" Roshi shouts as he barrels through the smoke to attack Kochin.

"You stupid old man! You should've stayed in your bygone era!" The madman laughs as he fires upon Roshi, expecting him to be riddled with holes. However, to his shock, the bullets harmlessly phase through him. "What?!"

"An afterimage! The oldest trick in the book!" Roshi announces. The smoke cleared to reveal the Turtle Hermit in his buff form, vibrating between his palms was his strongest move! "Now, for my Full-Power Kamehameha!" He pushes forward, unleashing the powerful beam right at the cyborg.

Kochin wasn't dumb enough to try and tank that move. The damage he's taken from the battle so far would ensure that move would kill him. He leaped into the air, completely avoiding the attack. "You missed, old man!"

"Now, Krillin!"

"Huh?!"

"Destructo Disk!"

There was nothing Kochin could do as the golden razor disk sliced through his body, cutting him into two pieces. Sparks danced all over him as he came to the realization of what just happened. The last thing his eyes would ever take in would be Krillin's victorious glee. "Please win, Dr. Wheelo!"

BOOM!

Krillin and Roshi covered their faces when Kochin's body parts exploded violently. His remains scattered amongst the floor, nothing but burnt junk. "Alright! We got him!" Krillin cheered.

"But we still have more problems to deal with." Roshi reminds him.

"Right! The self-destruct is still going on!"

BEEP!

SELF-DESTRUCT SEQUENCE TERMINATED!

"Phew! No need to worry about that anymore, boys!" Bulma stood proudly. "Those two really liked bragging about their smarts, but that sequence was pretty easy to figure out. It wouldn't have been simple if you two weren't distracting him."

"Then that's two problems handled. All that's left is…" The three humans nodded to each other and took off to escape the lab.

Makima struggled to hold Wheelo in place with her chains. It wasn't like his soul was powerful, but the bastard's suit had a mind of its own. Controlling technology wasn't necessarily her skillset, and it was something she planned to change if they survive all of this.

Wheelo's cannons blew apart her chains, throwing her across the snow. He dashed towards her with a raised claw. "No Devil, horseman or otherwise, will stand in the way of science!" Before he could bring it down to crush her, someone stopped his attack. "What?!"

Gohan growled fiercely, his eyes glowing red. "STAY AWAY FROM MY MOOOOM!" A ferocious burst of power surged forth, blowing Wheelo across the snowy mountain.

"Gohan!" Makima gasped.

"Are you okay, Mom?!" Gohan asked, clearly concerned.

"I'm fine, son." She softly rubs his cheek, making him blush.

"W-where's Dad?!" He asked next.

"He's-"

BOOM!

"HRAAAAAAAAH!" Dr. Wheelo emerged from the crevice he was buried in; a sinister red aura melted the snow around him. This increase in power was clearly in response to his anger. "I am Dr. Wheelo! I will not be outdone by a child!" He points his cannons at the two and fires a destructive beam.

Makima moves to block the attack, but War jumps in the way, constructing a shield to tank the attack. However, her chosen defensive weapon was starting to break from the pressure. "Move! Before this thing breaks!"

The Control Devil grabs her son and flies out of the way as the beam engulfs War completely. She's blown away towards another far side of the tundra. "Auntie War!" Gohan cries.

"That isn't strong enough to kill her! Focus on the battle!" Piccolo exclaims as he and Fami join the Sons. "Where the hell is Goku?!"

Dr. Wheelo stomped towards them, determined to slaughter them like animals. But he stopped when his scanners picked up an increase of energy. Turning to the source, his optics widened at the sight of Son Goku charging the Spirit Bomb. "What in the world?! How is he generating so much energy?!"

"The planet."

"What?!" Wheelo turns to Makima. "What are you talking about?!"

"You wish to rule the planet, right? Well too bad, because the world is fighting to reject you." Makima explains. Even though he was just a brain in a robotic body, the doctor could feel the pure energy of the Spirit Bomb. Their anger and spite at his disgusting actions were clear as day. Makima's words rang true, the planet truly was rejecting him.

"If that's the case…then…!" Dr. Wheelo blasts off into the sky. "I'LL SIMPLY DESTROY THIS BLASTED WORLD!"

Makima intercepted him, blocking off his path to the outer atmosphere. "Over my dead body!"

"That can be arranged!" He tried to fire, but Fami kicked his cannon to the side. Then Piccolo crashed into his back to flip him over. Gohan raced around, building up power in his fist, and brought down the hammer on Wheelo's glass casing.

Wheelo recovered quickly, swinging his arms to blow his enemies away. Though he felt the space around him constricting like a shrinking body. He realized that Makima was crushing the space of his suit, attempting to crush his brain. Wheelo's exo-skeleton activated its optic blast to stop her desperate move.

Gohan and Piccolo fired off dual-Masenkos, blowing him through the air. Fami brought down her constructed jaws on the scientist to crush him into bits. But Wheelo fights back, releasing a devastating explosive wave that blows the four of them away. "ENOUGH! I will not allow you all to stand in my way any further!"

"HEY!" Wheelo turned to see Goku standing confidently with the Spirit Bomb floating above his palm. "You wanted the planet, right?!"

Dr. Wheelo growled. "I wanted a body, the perfect body fit for ruling this pathetic world!" He points his cannons at the Saiyan, and fires in hopes of killing him for good. "But I'm sick and tired of it now! All of you can go to hell!"

"Then let's see what this 'pathetic' world thinks!" Goku threw his ultimate attack right at Wheelo. "GOOO!"

It wasn't even a struggle like last time. Wheelo's attack stood no chance against the Spirit Bomb, the ball of pure energy raced towards him. All the mad doctor could do was scream as the Spirit Bomb engulfs him entirely. All of his negative energy was erased completely, alongside his brain and exo-skeleton.

Dr. Wheelo's twisted ambitions came to an end.

"Hey! Over here! I found him!"

Goku slowly blinks awake, hearing the sounds of his friends and family. Goku sits up, shaking the snow off his head as his son embraces him. The Earthly Saiyan returns the hug, chuckling softly. "So, it's over?"

"It's over, darling." Makima smiles.

"Hm? Where's Piccolo and War?" Goku looked around for the two lone wolves.

"As soon as they were certain the battle was over, they left." Makima answers. "Piccolo says he'll come visit tomorrow, and War said that we can 'fuck off'." She covered her son's ears before giving that last message.

"Those two never change, that's for sure." Roshi laughs.

"You certainly don't either." Bulma smirks. "The world's greatest pervert!" Her joke earned some laughter at the old man's expense.

Gohan turned to his mother. "S-so, Mom, can you-"

"I'll let you hang out with Piccolo tomorrow as a reprieve for everything that happened today." Makima said.

"Yes-"

"But you're still grounded."

"Oh man…" Gohan pouts, causing another round of laughter.

"Chin up, son! Your Mom is gonna make us a celebration dinner, right?" Goku's statement was definitely a plea for an excuse to pig out.

Rolling her eyes, Makima nodded her head. "Fine, one feast."

"ALRIGHT!" Goku, Gohan, and Fami cheer, jumping into the air. The others watch on with smiles of their own at the gluttonous trio. Our heroes take off from the freezing tundra, ready for some nice relaxation and warm food to fill their bellies.

Movie End

Chapter Text

Movie 4: Lord Slug

"Ah, paperwork, my dearest enemy. Not even my abilities are capable of wiping you out of existence." Makima muttered as she finished the final staple of her 'homework'. It was interesting to think of paperwork in such a way considering she never went to school during any of her incarnations. But she had a feeling this is how it would be to do schoolwork, similar to the work she assigns her son daily.

"Hmm…" Makima looks down at her phone. She turns it on to gaze at the screensaver which was a picture of herself, Goku, and Gohan during the boy's third birthday. The picture made her think of something. "Should I enroll him in school? It would do him some good to actually interact with children his own age…but his already peculiar genetics could raise questions if incidents arise." This was something she'd have to sit on and discuss with her husband later.

"Speaking of husband, he should be back from fishing soon." She wondered what was taking him so long. "...I guess it's about time I start investing in getting him a phone too." The only reason Goku didn't have one yet was because she knew he'd constantly lose it, break it, or accidentally feed it to Icarus.

Her eyes turned to the front door, watching as her son and his pet dragon walked into the household. Makima was about to give him a greeting until she noticed the dejected state of their attitude. "Gohan, what is the matter?"

Gohan didn't look up from the floor. "I-it's Mr. Piccolo."

"Did he get mind controlled again?"

"What?! No!" Gohan exclaimed. "He didn't like the performance that Icarus and I spent the last two nights working on!"

"I'll go kill him."

"Mom!" Gohan whined.

"I'm joking."

Gohan didn't respond to that, knowing that there was barely a line between what his mother considered a joke and homicide.

"What part about your performance did he not like?" Makima asked as she gently rubbed Icarus' snout to comfort him. She smiles at his cute noises, reminding her of Gohan when he was a baby.

"Well, he mostly ignored the dance number. It was only when I started whisli-"

Suddenly, Makima's phone started vibrating on the table. "Hold that thought, Gohan." She grabbed her phone, raising a brow at the caller ID.

"Who is it?" Gohan asked.

"Bulma. She likely needs feedback on whatever invention she's created again." Makima responded before answering the call. "Yes, Bulma?"

Gohan waited quietly for the call to be finished. Though his features took a concerned turn when he noticed the slight furrowing of his mother's brows.

"Understood." Makima said, then she ended the call.

"What's wrong, Mom?"

"Get your Father." Makima pockets her phone, then snaps her fingers to summon her trench coat to dress over her black dress. "Apparently there's a meteor heading towards the Earth."

"WHAT?!"

"Yes, so another usual Saturday for us." Makima's casual tone did little to cool her son's worries. She watched the boy barrel out of the house to find his father, Icarus was hot on the boy's tail to assist him. "Sometimes that boy takes these things a little too seriously."

Not that she could blame him, because he likely got it from her.

When the news of the gargantuan meteor's arrival was announced worldwide, panic ensued as one would expect. It was estimated that the oncoming assault would have enough megaton force to completely destroy the planet. End of the world news like that was sure to give birth to some kind of Devil if the situation wasn't handled fast enough.

Makima, Goku, and Krillin ascended above the European continent, where Dr. Briefs had declared the point of entry for the meteor. Further away, watching from a safe distance, were Bulma, Gohan, Fami, Oolong, and Icarus.

"Remember, our objective is simply to redirect the meteor away from Earth. Destroying it would lead to millions of pieces of debris falling with enough velocity to make Hell look like a vacation spot." Makima explained to the two.

"Right!" Goku agreed.

"W-w-wait! Why am I the one who has to come up here with you guys?! Can't Fami do this instead of me?!" Krillin whined.

"She refused." Makima answered.

"When has that ever stopped you before?!"

"Trust me, Krillin, Makima definitely has a plan. You don't have to worry." Goku reassured his best friend.

Makima had a plan, yes, but she only had Krillin up here because she thought it would be funny if he got hit by the meteor. Other than that, she and her husband should be more than enough to redirect it.

The winds around them started picking up to lethal degrees as the meteor continued its descent. Goku and Krillin cupped their hands to release their signature moves and Makima pushed out her abilities to slow its speed. But something about the meteor started to seem strange to the Control Devil the closer it got. There was a strange metallic and alien design to it rather than what one would usually assume.

"Wait…that's not a meteor!" Makima realized. She turned to her companions. "Darling! Krillin! Don't-!"

"HAAAAA!" The two fired their joint Kamehameha at the 'meteor', but their blast barely even scratched it. "Oh no! It didn't work!" Goku cried.

"Of course, it didn't! That isn't a meteor, it's a-" She would never get the chance to finish as the ultra-violent winds smashed into them, sucking them in towards the 'meteor'. Their screams were drowned out completely by the combined deafening sounds of the 'meteor' and winds.

"Well, that's not good." Fami comments as she munches on a bag of chips. The Famine Devil could feel the increasing levels of fear sprouting from all over the globe. Natural disasters of every kind were emerging due to the 'meteor' throwing off the planet's natural balance. Levels of fear such as these was a full-course meal to any and all Devils. She was certain that many would take advantage of the panic to cause more terror. Someone should probably do something about that.

…

…

…

What? Were you expecting HER to do something about that? No way. That was far too much effort.

Instead, Fami decided to focus on her unconscious nephew. When the 'meteor' just barely changed course to avoid straight up hitting the planet, the shockwave created almost killed everything on the continent. Fami had used her abilities to digest most of the force to protect them from getting killed.

As her nephew and the others started waking up, the Famine Devil looked towards the nearest city, where she could feel several powerful lifeforms. Whatever that 'meteor' was, it wasn't a random near world ending event. It was an intentional attack on the Earth by some alien outsiders once again.

Gohan sat up on her lap, his eyes narrowing at the power levels coming from the city. "Auntie, do you feel that?"

"Yes."

"What? Dirt on every surface of my body? Yeah, I can feel that just fine!" Oolong complained.

"Not that, breakfast." Fami corrected.

"Did you just call me breakfast?"

"There's something powerful coming from the city." Fami continued as if she didn't hear him.

"Then I guess we better check it out." Bulma said.

Gohan and the others arrived in the city to see a huge purple spaceship had cemented itself right in the center. Citizens alike waited with bated breath to see what would come of the mysterious alien ship. It didn't take long for the main hatch to open, revealing an army of soldiers clad in strange white armor and helmets.

The general of the army stepped forward. "ATTENTION, EARTHLINGS! WE HEREBY CLAIM THIS PLANET IN THE NAME OF LORD SLUG! SUBMIT NOW OR FACE RETRIBUTION!"

Clearly, for some unknown dumb reason, nobody believed them. People started laughing at the army, treating them like some ignorant cosplaying group of weirdos.

At least until Lord Slug's army started firing on them with lethal force. Dozens upon dozens of bodies started dropping like flies as KI blasts burned through them like a hot knife slicing butter.

Fami quickly created a jaw-like construct to block the energy bullets from hitting their group.

"L-let's get out of here!" Oolong started panicking.

"But shouldn't we wait for Goku and the others to get back?!" Bulma exclaimed. Her question was answered by her godson charging into the fray, his little hero complex dictating his actions once again. "Gohan, wait!"

Fami just groaned loudly. She would now have to assist him if the boy ended up getting overwhelmed. She didn't want to have to exercise too much effort today…

Gohan dashed through the energy bullets and smashed his fist through one of the soldiers' visors, filling the guy's eyes with glass and blood. He kicked that one away before landing a fierce combination of blows on the rest surrounding him.

Unknown to them, from within the ship, the ones responsible for this chaos took a slight interest in the boy's strength. However, the leader's attention was more focused on the small orange ball decorating the boy's hat.

Slug's army was no match for the hybrid's ferocity, their forces could barely keep up with his speed. Gohan released a torrent of energy blasts at the soldiers, causing them to scatter to avoid getting blown apart.

"Alright! Gohan's kicking their tails!" Bulma yelled.

"Get 'em, kid!" Oolong cheered as well.

"KIII!" Icarus screeched.

Their cheers stopped when a cloaked figure appeared behind Gohan, the boy noticed too late and was smacked away as a result. His hat fell from his head, landing right in front of the cloaked figure who happily took the Four-Star for himself.

Gohan, a bit dazzled by the hit, managed to catch himself in the air. His eyes locked onto the cloaked figure. "Oh no! The Dragon Ball!"

"Fire on that little shit!"

Gohan gasped as a rainstorm of bullets barreled towards him, but thankfully his aunt appeared next to him to pull him out of the way. "Thanks, Auntie!"

"Be careful." Fami warned him.

"HEY!" The aunt and nephew duo looked down to see Bulma and Oolong confronting the cloaked figure. The scientist was using the pig as a meat shield of sorts to protect herself in case anything happened. Suddenly, three warriors, wearing the same armor as the other soldiers appeared between Bulma and the cloaked leader.

"Away, human! Lord Slug has commandeered this planet under his rule! Either submit or join the countless others who have tried to defy his rule!" The skinny one ordered.

"... Me or the pig?"

"You, girl."

Bulma dropped Oolong, all of her bravado quickly dying. "I-I see…! But I'm certain we can just talk this out, right? What do you want with our planet anyway?!"

"It's simple, we're going to terra-freeze this planet with genetically modified gas to turn it into our personal space cruiser." His answer worried Bulma and Oolong greatly.

The cloaked figure admired the Dragon Ball, clearly recognizing it. He turned to his henchmen with an order. "Tell…them…to…give us…the location…of the rest…of these…"

"Wait, how do you know about the Dragon Balls?!" Bulma exclaimed.

"Information…doesn't concern…you." He responded. "Now tell us where…to find…the rest."

"Look, pal, you won't be finding them at all without a radar!" Bulma carelessly informed them.

Gohan blinked. "Why did she tell them that?"

His aunt shrugged.

"S-shouldn't we help?"

"If they try to kill her, yes."

The cloaked figure raised his hand at her. "I see. Thank you for telling me." Using his abilities, he pulled the scientist towards him, his hand clamping onto her head.

"BULMA!" Gohan rushed in to save her. However, the brutish warrior intervened and smashed his knee into the boy's gut, blowing him across the jagged ground. Fami attempted to tear the brute in half, but the skinny warrior flashed above her. His leg struck her hard, knocking the Famine Devil into the ground.

"G-Gohan! Fami!" Bulma cried.

With nothing else to get in his way, the cloaked leader started pulling the necessary information from Bulma's mind. After gaining all of the necessary information he needed about Earth's Dragon Balls and the radar, he reached into Bulma's pouch around her waist to take the radar for himself. The smartest woman on the planet collapsed on top of Oolong, having served her usefulness.

"Take this…" He tossed the radar to the shortest warrior. "You have…one hour…to find the rest…of the Dragon Balls…"

"W-what?! One hour?!"

"Medamatcha!" His fellow warriors warned him.

"I-I mean, yes, it shall be done, Lord Slug!" He quickly corrected his behavior.

Slug turned away as his henchmen scoured the globe to find the last six Dragon Balls. He chuckled darkly to himself. "Yes, soon, eternal youth shall be restored to me once more."

So focused on his soon-to-be wish, he never noticed Fami escaping the area with her nephew and allies.

Once all of the Dragon Balls were in his possession, Lord Slug summoned the mighty Shenron to grant his wish. He used the dragon's power to have his youth restored to him, a similar case to the Demon King Piccolo several years ago. Shenron was almost expecting to get killed again after the wish was made, but luckily, Slug allowed him to sleep peacefully once more.

Slug removed his cloak to unveil his new youthful body and true identity. He, much like Piccolo and Kami, is a Namekian! He has a tall, muscular stature, green skin, black eyes, and two antennae. He has a large cut on his left eye and two ear plates over his ears. He wears a black, hooded cloak, along with an orange and brown scarf around his neck. Black shoulder blades, brown medallion with straps on it and yellow undercoat under it.

Now that he has his youth returned to him, his plans of global conquest can begin. He orders his men to release the terra-freezing gas into the Earth's atmosphere, blanketing the planet in a dark murky cloud that brought about an eternal arctic winter.

His warriors removed their armor, no longer needing it to protect themselves from the Earth's toxic air.

The first one is a tall, handsome, muscular male with blue skin. He has pointed ears, small horns and shaggy long blonde hair. He wears a light purple Ancient Greek style toga wrap, purple bandana, red earrings, blue bracers, a purple cape, white pants and dark orange and blue boots. His name is Angila.

Next is the brutish one. He is a large, brown-skinned, gargoyle-like creature dressed in black armor and orange pants. His name is Wings.

The last one is Medamatcha. He is a short, green-skinned, frog-faced alien with large yellow eyes, pointed ears, small horns and red lips. He has long arms and short stubby legs. He wears a brown band around his right arm, blue pants with a tied red cloth belt, and dark yellow and brown boots.

"BOW DOWN, EARTHLINGS, TO YOUR NEW MASTER!" Lord Slug declared.

"ALL HAIL, LORD SLUG!"

FWEEEEE!

"Hm?" Slug narrowed his eyes as something came barreling towards his ship. He showed no concern as the fiery hot object smashed into the ground, leaving a smoking crater. Slug and his warriors walked towards the edge to look down at the one responsible. "Who dares to approach my ship?"

Stepping out of the smoke was what appeared to be a human-like creature of molten rocks and flames. "I see, so this is the cause of my sudden increase in power."

"Identify yourself!" Angila ordered.

"I'm the Meteor Devil, currently one of the strongest on this planet thanks to your arrival, I assume." The molten Devil responded. "I gotta say, I appreciate the boost of fear you guys gave me, so as thanks I'll go ahead and kill you guys now. Can't have anyone ruining my fun, can I?!"

Angila and his fellow warriors kneeled down in front of their lord. "Lord Slug, allow us to deal with this impudent riffraff-"

"No need." Lord Slug leaped off of his ship, stomping down in front of the Devil. "I wish to test out the strength of my new body. This fool will be the perfect training dummy."

"Training dummy? Tch!" Meteor's body increased in heat, almost combating the endless cold surrounding the city. "I'll show you what happens when lowly creatures underestimate Devils!" He dashed forward, firing a ball of flames at the Namekian.

Slug didn't even try to dodge or block it. The flames exploded against his body, dressing the ground in a sea of sizzling fire.

"Ha! How was that?!"

"Impressive." Slug's calm voice made the fool gasp. Slug stepped out of the flames, completely unharmed. "You have some impressive power there. Too bad, huh?"

"Grr! I'll show you!" Meteor boosts his speed with a burst of flame, a spinning kick slammed against Slug's head. But, to his shock again, the Namekian didn't even budge. Growling even more, the Devil unloaded a fierce barrage of explosive strikes along Slug's torso. "How! Are! You! Not! Feeling! This?!"

Slug grabbed his arms, keeping the idiot in a tight hold. "It's nothing complicated. You're simply outmatched against someone stronger than you." Slug pulled back his head before landing a devastating headbutt against the Devil's skull. He then stomped down on Meteor's chest, burying him further into the ground. Slug picked him up by his throat, slightly choking the molten man. Slug proceeded to ruthlessly bash his purple-gloved fist into Meteor's face repeatedly.

Blood, spittle, and more painted the ground below as the one-sided beatdown continued.

When the Devil's fire simmered into a dim light, Slug stopped his assault. "Now, then, I don't know much about you Devils. I assumed Earthlings were the only true sentient creatures on this planet, but it seems I was wrong."

"G-guh-gah…" Meteor's regeneration was slowly repairing his damaged brain.

"I like your moxie, so I'll give you a choice: either join my ranks as the representative of your pathetic species or die pitifully. Trust me, the former is less painful. Remember, you did say you owed us for making you stronger. And you'll be able to continue spreading your fear if you join me."

Meteor looked into Slug's eyes, fearing the unrelenting pure evil radiating from the Namekian. The only Devils he could even remember that matched the level of evil were the Horsemen, who ruled over as the top dogs of their species. But if he joined Slug and continued spreading his fear amongst the humans…wouldn't that make him stronger?

Well, his choice was obvious now.

Gohan shivered slightly from the cold, even with his winter clothes on, the arctic-like cold barely did much to protect him. He looked around the dining room of his home, frowning at how much Bulma, Oolong, and Icarus were struggling to stand the temperatures. Then he saw their dogs were huddled together with their little doggy jackets, struggling to stay warm.

"Here." Fami approached the table with bowls of hot ramen for them all to eat. "You're going to need something nice and hot to eat to stay warm." Unlike the rest of them, Fami's body barely registered the freezing temperatures.

"I-I still don't understand how you're barely f-feeling t-this cold…!" Oolong said, shivering.

Fami placed some hot water and food down for the dogs and Icarus to eat. "Nothing in this world is worse than the feeling of unsatiated hunger. Compared to what I feel every day, this is like standing in a cold shower."

"T-that's good for you, F-Fami! But the rest of us can't compare!" Bulma whined.

"That sucks, I guess." Fami said, taking her seat to dig into her three bowls of ramen. She shifted her eyes to Gohan, noticing that he wasn't eating. "Eat, Gohan."

His hands clenched into tight fists. "How can I eat knowing that the ones responsible are still out there?!" A faint red glow is seen in his eyes. "They're gonna freeze the world and we're just sitting in here waiting to freeze to death!" Gohan cried, feeling utterly useless.

"Gohan…" Bulma muttered.

"Mom and Dad wouldn't be sitting here! They'd be out there fighting to take down that Slug guy and his forces!" Gohan shouted.

"Then, what are you going to do about it?" Fami asked. She stared her nephew in the eyes, looking very serious for once. "Goku told me that if anything ever happened to him and Makima, then I would be the one to take care of you. Of course, taking care of you also means following you if you wish to run out somewhere."

Gohan's eyes widened as he understood the meaning of his aunt's words.

"So, what do you plan to do, Son Gohan?" Fami asked once again.

Instead of verbally replying, the boy dashed away from the table towards his room upstairs. Moments later, Gohan returned dressed in his GI given to him by Piccolo. He met his aunt's eyes with a determined expression. "Auntie! I'm gonna kick some butt!"

Fami smirked slightly, a feeling of pride blooming in her heart. "Fine, then. Finish your meal first, though. You can't fight on an empty stomach, after all." Gohan complied, rushing back to the table to finish his food.

Bulma smiled at the Famine Devil. "You're a great aunt, Fami."

"Hm? I suppose so." She said after quickly swallowing her first bowl. "He would have run off anyway. That boy has too big of a hero complex sometimes."

"Still, I know Goku and Makima would be thankful."

"Goku? Likely, yes. Makima? Eh, it's a coin-flip with her sometimes." Fami shrugged. She didn't think too much about how her sister and brother view her behavior around Gohan. But she does notice they appreciate her willingness to babysit him and care for him, even if her big sister refuses to show it.

"Hey, wake up."

Makima's hand shot up to snatch the sword that poked her cheek. She sat up like a flip switch, scaring the shit out of Yajirobe, who had been the one to wake her up. Makima looked over to him, rolled her eyes, and tossed him his sword back. "Yajirobe, what's the situation?" Her eyes scanned over the arctic wasteland that corroded the desolate city.

"Jeez! You're freakin' terrifying when you do shit like that, you know that, right?!" Yajirobe yelled.

"I'm aware. Now talk." Makima ordered.

"Fine. Some weird aliens have turned the world into some winter wonderland or at least that's the gist of what Korin told me." The overweight samurai explained. "You, Krillin, and Goku have been clocked out for a few hours after taking that 'meteor' head on."

"Not a meteor, a transport vessel of some kind." Makima corrected him. "Its purpose was never to actually hit the Earth, but to get close enough to allow the passengers to enter our atmosphere."

Yajirobe shivered, dancing on his feet. "W-well, I'm glad you have that all figured out! If you're up and ready, then get those two back onto their feet!" He tossed her the bag of senzu beans. Makima looked inside to see there were only two inside, figuring that Yajirobe had given one to herself prior. "Good luck! I'm outta here!" The samurai turned on his feet and sprinted towards his hover car.

Makima placed a senzu bean into her mouth, chewing on it as she turned to her unconscious husband. She pressed her mouth to his to feed him the magic bean since he wouldn't be able to chew it properly. "Darling, wake up."

He still struggled slightly while swallowing the bean.

She rolled her eyes. "Darling, I'm naked and covered in barbecue sauce."

Goku's eyes snapped awake, filled to the brim with renewed energy. He shot up to his feet like a hungry animal. When he locked onto her, a clear frown set onto his features. "Awww! You're not naked or covered in barbecue sauce!"

"Later, darling." She reassured him as she climbed to her feet. She flicked the last senzu to him which he caught easily. "Give that to Krillin."

Goku blinked at her. "...Like how you fed me or…"

"Darling…!"

"Right, right, yeah!" Goku hurried over to his best friend.

Makima looked out towards the huge source of energy. They didn't have much time to waste if they wanted to fix the Earth's state before a complete return to the ice age happens. Hopefully, Gohan was keeping himself safe.

"HYAAAAAAH!"

BOOM!

Gohan's blast uprooted the frozen terrain, scattering Slug's forces all over the place. Several soldiers tried to assault him in the air, but the boy's superior skills outweighed their numbers effortlessly.

Fami's constructs chomped on the soldiers like Pac-Man. Screams of terror echoed loudly as they tried to escape their fates of becoming her next meal. Of course, it was useless to run since her constructs would corner them no matter where they tried to run. There was nothing left of them once swallowed whole. "Hm…could be salted better, but I can live with it."

"I think that is enough playing around!"

Fami and Gohan turned to the source, watching as four powerful warriors stood in front of Slug's ship. Angila, Wings, Medamatcha, and Meteor arrived on the battlefield, ready to take on the aunt and nephew duo.

"Move back, men, you're in the way!" Wings ordered.

"Hehe! Looks like you fools are back for round 2!" Medamatcha giggled.

"A shame that you decided to throw your lives away so fruitlessly." Angila taunted.

Meteor locked onto Fami, noticing the high amounts of fear pulsating within her. "You…! You're a Devil, right?!"

"I am the Famine Devil, yes." Fami replied.

A horseman? Score! "In that case, I'll be the one to kill you! You three can have the brat, she's mine!" Meteor shot off in a blazing burst, colliding his fist into Fami's lazy block. His momentum sent them flying further back into the city.

"Auntie!" Gohan called out to her.

"Impudent insect! Who does he think he is?!" Angila snarled. He decided to deal with his disregard for rank later. As long as the fool killed his opponent, then it was tolerable for now. He turned to Wings and Medamatcha. "You two, deal with the boy!"

"No way! Medamatcha, you kill the brat!" Wings insisted.

"What?! Why do I have to get the kid?!"

"You're the same size, besides, he wouldn't even be a fight for me." Wings argued.

"In that case, I'll be your opponent."

Suddenly, a green appendage wrapped around Wings' fat short neck. He was pulled into the air before getting slammed into a frozen bus. The arm retracted to the one responsible for the sneak attack, the newest addition stepped out of the shadows.

Gohan smiled excitedly. "Mr. Piccolo!"

"What?! A Namekian like Lord Slug?!" Angila gasped. Then, before he could realize it, another surprise attack collided with his back. The handsome warrior climbed off the ground and turned to see the one responsible.

Touching down on Angila's previous spot was none other than War. "He's not the only one here to kill some pests." War spat.

"Auntie War!" Gohan exclaimed.

She glared at her nephew. "Get your head in the game, kid! I'm not gonna babysit you!"

"...You never babysit me."

"Shut up!"

"And who exactly are you supposed to be?" Angila asked, clearly pissed about getting dirt on his clothes.

"The War Devil."

"A Devil of War? Sorry, if I don't find that very intimidating!"

"Get ready, pretty boy, you're about to find out how dangerous war can really be!" The two vanished from sight, but the impacts of their fight could be heard all around. Gohan noticed that Piccolo had also taken Wings away to deal with the minion privately.

"I guess, I really am stuck with you, kid!" Medamatcha whined.

Gohan got into a battle stance. "I won't lose to someone like you!"

Fami yawned as she swallowed fireball after fireball. She twisted her wrist, then pushed out to shoot the attacks right back at Meteor. He absorbed the attacks back into his body. "Throwing my flames back at me?! That's not going to work."

"Duh. That's why they weren't just fire."

"What do you-gack!" Meteor clutched his gut as he felt something twisting from within. He opened his mouth, vomiting a stream of molten rubble. "W-what did you do to me?!"

"The fluids inside of my stomach are poisonous to anyone who hasn't built up a resistance to them, human and Devil." Fami responded.

"D-dammit! Like hell, I'm going to let some stomachache get in my way!" He pushed out his arms, raising up chunks of the city. Then he ignited them with his fire, the metal pieces of the rubble jutted out to form flaming spikes. "You horsemen aren't shit!" Meteor declared, throwing out the flaming meteors.

There wasn't a trace of worry present on her face. Fami jumped between the meteors to avoid them. Meteor waved his arms, controlling the direction of his attacks to chase after the airborne horseman. "With all of the fears I've accumulated today, I'm more than a match for the likes of you! And after I defeat you, I'll go after your sisters too, then I'll be the one standing on the top of our species!"

"Do you ever stop talking?"

"What the hell?!" Meteor turned around to see Fami standing right behind him. "How did you-"

"It's always a competition with you lower Devils." The Famine Devil yawned slightly. "It's so…boring."

"B-boring?! You think I'm boring?!"

"My nephew can fight better than you, and he's five-years-old."

"Screw you!" Meteor tried to punch her, but the woman vanished. He searched around for his opponent. "Where the hell did you go?!"

FWEEEE!

Meteor blinked when he realized that his meteors were still coming down in his direction. He had failed to stop them, too busy arguing with Fami. The Meteor Devil screamed as the metal spikes from the meteors impaled him, the resulting explosion of their collision shook the ruined city.

Fami looked down at the smoking crater, noting that her opponent was struggling to breath. She pointed her hand at him, allowing him the chance to look at her one last time. "Thank you for the meal." Fami clenched her fist, swallowing the foolish Devil whole.

War ducked underneath a punch, then struck Angila's chest to knock him back. She whipped out dual pistols, firing bullets that pierced his skin. The minion of Slug grunted from the blood oozing from his torso. "What in the?! How are these human-made weapons hurting me?!"

"Any weapon wielded by me, human made or not, is far stronger than they normally would be." War explained. Then she smirked. "Of course, there's also the fact that I'm stronger than you."

"As if, Devil! You're going to regret tainting my beautiful skin!" Angila charged forward, leading with a punch to nail her face. War dodged his attack, then grabbed his arm to spin the fool around into the ground. Her foot kicked upwards against his ribs to knock him into the air. She tossed out several super charged grenades to surround the blue-skinned warrior.

BOOM!

The sky illuminated from the chain of explosions. War wasn't stupid enough to believe that was enough to kill him. The ground shifted slightly, alerting her to jump back as two arms stretched out of the ground to grab her. She continuously backflipped as the arms chased her around the frozen terrain.

War twirled for a moment, whipping out a katana to slice his arms off. Luckily, the warrior pulled back his arms in time to keep them, however, his right hand's fingers weren't so lucky.

"GAH!" He hissed, scowling at the blood pouring from the wound. "You dirty bitch! How dare you cut off my wonderous fingers?!"

"This is why I hate you pretty types. All you care about is your good looks. Don't join a battle if you're too afraid to lose a limb or two." War scoffed.

"I'll show you!" Angila opened his mouth, generating a burst of energy between his jaws.

"And that's mistake number 2!" War dashed forward before he could fire his attack. She summoned one of her explosive tonfas and shoved it right into his mouth right as he was about to fire. Angila couldn't stop his attack and was forced to taste the recoil of both explosions in his throat.

War watched as he pathetically kicked on the ground, clutching his scorched throat. Sounds could barely come out after burning his vocal cords into ash. She stalked forward slowly, the heels of her boots clicking against the ice. Angila stared at her with a fearful gaze, stunned that a 'lower life form' such as her could best him so easily.

"Yes, that's it, pretty boy." War pinned him down with her foot and pressed the barrel of her gun to his forehead. "Fear is the perfect look on that face of yours."

BANG!

"HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!" Medamatcha's annoying laughter rang in Gohan's ears as the boy maneuvered around the terrain to avoid his energy blasts. "A fun game of tag, wouldn't you say?!"

Gohan backflipped away from the hail of energy, then fired off his own blast at the frog-like alien. Medamatcha stopped his assault, moving to dodge Gohan's attack. He pressed forward with lightning-fast speed to grab the hybrid child. Gohan punched upwards, connecting his punch with the frog's chin. Medamatcha's head bounced back to brutally headbutt the child in the face.

A ragged trail followed Gohan as his body dragged along the ground. He flipped upwards, luckily dodging another blast aimed at him. But Medamatcha flashed behind him, grabbing the belt of his GI to lift him upwards, then slamming him back down.

An explosion from Gohan's energy blew the minion of Slug away. The boy dashed into his enemy, bashing his shoulder into Medamatcha's chest. Next, he buried his fists into the frog's torso repeatedly. "Go down!"

"Nuh uh!" Medamatcha grabbed his arms, stopping his rush. "Not until I've had my fun with you, kid!" To Gohan's shock, lumps started appearing on Medamatcha's back and shoulders. Each one formed into a Mini-matcha; their mocking laughter was aimed right at the startled child. Gohan tried to get back, but Medamatcha refused to release him. "Let him have it, Mini-matchas!"

"HEEEE!" The six little gremlins converged on the boy, their fists beating his skull in without an ounce of mercy. Medamatcha released him, then kicked the boy away with his mini clones still attached to him. "And…!"

Each one glowed brightly, their energy rising by the second.

"...Finish!"

BOOM!

The Mini-matchas exploded violently, engulfing the area in a cloud of smoke. Medamatcha cackled like a mad jester, clapping his hands. "Yes, yes! Good work, Mini-matchas! Now return to me!" He happily expected his clones to have finished the child off, but there was a strange light illuminating from the smoke. "What is-"

"YEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" The screams of his mini copies filled the silence, a huge burst of energy rocketed out of the smoke. Medamatcha gawked at the sight of his clones getting erased by the destructive energy wave.

"M-my Mini-matchas! How could this have happened?!" Medamatcha exclaimed.

Stepping out of the smoke was a battered, but infuriated Son Gohan. His eyes were emitting a red hue as a frosty breath heaved from his lips. "I…won't…lose…to you…!"

Medamatcha snarled at the boy. "You stupid child! I'm going to kill you!" He charged forward to crush the child with his strength.

Gohan quickly brought his hands upwards. "MASENKO…!"

Medamatcha's body glowed similarly to his copies, his plan to do a kamikaze was obvious. Unfortunately for him, he'd never get the chance to explode since Gohan pushed his arms forward.

"HAAAAAA!" Gohan bellowed out his teacher's move. The yellow beam swallowed Medamatcha whole, obliterating the stupid frog alien within seconds. Exhausted, pained breaths heaved from his throat once he was certain that his enemy had been defeated. Gohan chuckled lightly as his consciousness faded. He fell forward, luckily for him, someone caught him in her arms.

"I told you I wasn't going to babysit you." War frowned as she held her nephew. But then a small proud smile graced her lips. "So, good job, kid."

Piccolo and Fami, who had finished their own fights, arrived next to her. The Namekian warrior gave a look to his student's condition. "Is he okay?"

"The kid's alive, hurt, but alive. He did his part, so we'll just finish this one." War answered as she placed Gohan down on the ground.

The three turned to see Lord Slug stepping out of his ship, the warlord's disappointment was palpable. "I see, every single one of my men proved useless in the end, huh? Oh well, it seems like this tiny planet does house some warriors worth their salt. After killing you four, I'll be sure to scour this planet fully for new recruits."

"Not interested in us?" Piccolo challenged.

Slug smirked, cracking his knuckles. "No use in being interested in the dead."

"We'll see about that, bastard!" War, Piccolo, and Fami lunged forward to face off against Slug.

"Man…the entire planet really is frozen!" Krillin exclaimed. He, Goku, and Makima were flying at top speed to reach the battle going on. Makima had explained the situation to them after they had woken up, and yeah, it looked just as bad as she said. "To think something like this is possible!"

"If it's possible then it's reversible, right?" Goku inquired.

"If not, then it'll be Christmas forever." Makima replied.

"Cool!"

"Not cool, darling."

Krillin looked ahead, noticing the explosions occurring in the distance. "Guys, we're here!"

"Petal to the metal!" Goku ordered. The three increased their speed to reach their destination faster.

Lord Slug grinned maliciously as he held the beaten Piccolo by the throat. The younger Namekian's clothes were tattered, blood and bruises littered his unconscious body. Piccolo wasn't the only one, since both Fami and War had been defeated soundly as well by the evil Namekian. "Young and foolish! You small fries never had a chance in beating me!"

"G-gah…!" Piccolo grunts slightly.

"Heh! Farewell!" Slug punched forward to blow his heart out of his chest. However, a blast of energy forced him to stop his attack. He used his other arm to deflect the attack, then glared at the ones responsible. "Who dares?!"

Touching down on the battlefield was Goku, Makima, and Krillin. The three analyzed the situation, not pleased to see their side being defeated so soundly. Makima vanished from her position and reappeared with Gohan in her arms. "Gohan…!"

His eyes twitched and slowly opened. "M-mom… D-dad?" The boy was conscious enough to make out the forms of his parents. "Y-you're here…?"

Goku nodded at his son. "Yeah, we're here, son. You did good. Get some rest, okay?"

"K-kick…his butt…" Gohan said before losing consciousness again. Makima gently brushed his bangs aside and placed her son in one of the abandoned cars. The Control Devil created a barrier to keep him safe within.

Slug tossed Piccolo aside to deal with his newest opponents. "I see there's still some riffraff that needs a beating. I don't suppose you three would be willing to work for me, hah?"

Goku glared angrily at the Namekian. "No way! I'm only going to give you one last chance to get off this planet peacefully!"

"And if I say no?" Slug challenged.

Krillin blinked when he suddenly felt his body getting picked up off the ground. A faint glow surrounded him, removing all control he had over his motor functions. "W-what?!"

"Get him, Krillin." Makima flicked her finger forward, throwing the monk at Slug.

"WAAAAAAAA-"

Slug lazily slapped him aside.

"WAAAAAAAAHHH! WHY MEEEEEEE!" Krillin cried as he spun off into the distance.

Goku gave his wife a look.

"What? He would have gotten in the way otherwise." Makima shrugged. She also thought it would be funny since Krillin didn't get hit by the 'meteor' earlier. "I'm allowed to have fun, darling."

Her husband was about to say something, but a severe elbow strike into his sternum knocked the air from his lungs. Goku let out a pained wheeze before getting slugged across the face, his body bouncing across the ground and into the city.

"Darling!" Makima cried.

"One left!" Slug roared, pushing against Makima's hastened barrier. His power erupted, shattering her defense to blow her away. Slug grabbed the Control Devil by the leg to drag her along the air before throwing her roughly into a building.

Goku returned into the fight, his punch barely missed Slug's chin. The two quickly took to the skies, engaging in a fierce melee. Slug grabbed Goku's hands, squeezing them tightly enough to cause pain. "Is this all the power you've got, boy?!" Slug mocked. His knee struck Goku's stomach, then he knocked the Saiyan down into the street.

A silver chain trapped his legs, and Slug was brought down onto the city streets with a mighty slam. Makima emerged from the shadows, her chains growing to completely trap him. "Submit!"

"You first!" Slug's eyes illuminated, two beams firing out at the motherly Devil. Makima released her hold to duck out of the way, leaving herself open for Slug's arm to stretch out and grab her throat. He brought the woman close for a devastating punch that rattled her brain for a moment. Slug dropped her to kick her away with a bone-shattering kick to her ribs.

"HYAH!" Goku, in a Kaioken state, charged in like a comet. His increased speed to Slug by surprise long enough for him to land a few decent hits. But the warlord stopped his next punch to bring him in for an elbow strike to his chest. The power of his Kaioken faded away, weakening him enough for Slug to downward smash him into the frozen ground.

"If you had fought me earlier, then you might have had a chance." Slug said, picking the Saiyan up by his collar. "Too bad for you, huh?!"

POW!

Goku's body crashed through several buildings, his clothes tearing up to leave him completely shirtless as he tumbled along the ground. He slowly got back to his feet, breathing heavily as he watched Slug march towards him.

Suddenly, Makima flashed between the two, her abilities struck Slug once more. The Namekian could feel her influence invade his mind. Refusing to let anyone dictate his actions, Slug tore his own hand off to overwhelm her control with unbearable pain.

"What…he-" The Control Devil was slammed into the ground by a mean strike to her skull. Slug regenerated his hand, then stomped down on Makima's head, burying her deeper into the ground.

"STOP IT!" Goku rushed in, punching Slug's face, but his attack barely budged him. "A-ah…"

"I'm in the middle of something." Slug turned his head, pushing Goku's fist aside. "I'll deal with you later." He stuck out his hand against Goku's chest, blasting the Saiyan across the street and into a jewelry store.

"Now then…" Slug picked up Makima. "I have a little something for those who try to control me!"

POW!

His fist damn near broke her neck with that punch. The force tore her from his grasp, ripping some of her clothes in the process. She stumbled back against the wall of the building, trying to get her senses together, but Slug wouldn't give her the chance. He punched her through the wall, followed it with a fierce blow to her chest, backhanded her through a car, and then smashed his foot down on her left leg to shatter it. Slug grabbed her by her hair to raise her up in order to continue his ruthless beatdown on the Control Devil.

Makima's painful screams echoed throughout the desolate city, the sounds of Slug's strikes would follow each and every hit.

Piccolo struggled to move, slowly crawling towards the car Gohan was inside. Fami was crawling towards War in order to pass on some of her energy to her sister. Krillin could barely move, his brain still rattled from the earlier hit.

For Goku? His body twitched with each and every hit that brought his wife pain. A fiery light pulsated around his very soul, intermixing with the calm passionate spirit. Goku pushed himself up from the floor, ragged breaths spilling out of him. Each step he took echoed along with the screams of his wife.

POW!

"GYAH!"

Goku took a step.

BAM!

"AAAH!"

Goku took a step.

WHAM!

"KAAAAAGH!"

Another one.

KA-BLAM!

And another.

BOOM!

…

…

…

He didn't need to see it…there was no need to see it. The Saiyan knew just how much pain his wife could take, he knew just how strong she was, and he knew that killing her was close to impossible.

But right now…as he listens to this dirtbag beat her down mercilessly…he couldn't help himself.

Son Goku couldn't help the anger burning within his soul.

Anger that needed to escape.

His body moved without him even realizing it.

…

…

…

Makima's body sinks into the frozen ground, barely capable of moving. She tried to use her abilities against the Namekian, but the warlord crushed her back down with his foot again. She coughed blood and glared at the monster above her. "How about that, huh? Have you learned your lesson yet, woman?"

"G-go…to…hell…" Her eyes burned with fury.

Slug smiled sadistically. "No, thanks!" He pulled back his fist, ready to turn her skull into a fine red paste. "HAAAAAA-"

To Slug's utter shock, Son Goku appeared between them, his hand stopping Slug's fist cold. "HUH?!"

He wasn't the only one blown away, since Makima was equally stunned by her husband's appearance. Her eyes could see the flames bubbling underneath his skin, a light that she could barely recognize had been ignited within his soul. "Darling…"

Steam was rising from his body, an unbearable heat was burning through Slug's glove, marking his skin. Lord Slug tried to pry his hand away, but Goku refused to release the Namekian so easily. When the Saiyan's head raised up, Slug was greeted to the sight of Goku's pupiless eyes and snarling face. The blackened hair swirled upwards, taking a new shape and reddish tint, the steam shifted into raw unfiltered energy that melted the freezing air around them.

With a simple twist, Goku broke Slug's wrist, releasing the Namekian to let him feel the pain inflicted. Goku marched forward with his energy's color turning from white to a brownish, almost yellow hue. A monstrous ape-like roar bellowed from his chest. "RAAAAAAAAHH!"

"WHAT THE HELL?!" Slug was unprepared for Goku's unreal speed. The Saiyan's fist smashed against his cheek, breaking the sound barrier on impact. Slung rag dolled across the city, barreling through building after building. Goku wasted no time in giving chase to continue brutalizing the warlord.

"W-what is that power…?!" Makima wondered, mesmerized. The pure unrefined fury radiating off of her husband was blazingly hot, as if it were the sun itself. Whatever it was, she was thankful that it happened. She could let her body regenerate back together without worry.

Slug rolled across the ground for a moment before dragging his hand along it to slow his momentum. "W-what the hell has gotten into him?! It's like he's disturbed! I-I need to-"

I get stupefied!

"Wait, what is that-GAAAAH!" Slug's skull bent from the impact of Goku's punch. He was blown into the air, helpless to Goku's onslaught of rush assaults. He could feel his body bending and twisting in every direction from the Saiyan's ruthless might.

I get stupefied!

"HYAAAAAAAAH!" Goku roared, bringing a brutal sledgehammer down on Slug's skull, knocking him through another building.

Slug climbed back to his feet, reeling from the pain. Goku refused to let up and closed the gap, he struck the Namekian several times, hard enough for blood to erupt from his lips. Goku grabbed him by his throat and swung him into the ground. With nowhere for his opponent to run to, Goku unleashed a barrage of KI blasts directly on him at point-blank range.

Earthquakes rattled the city just from the force of Goku's attacks, barely managing to survive the brutal display of power. Another building ended up collapsing from Goku throwing slamming Slug through one again. The warlord skids across the dirt, beaten up as a result of the Saiyan's anger.

Slug pushed himself back up, wiping the blood from his lip. "I have to admit, you surprised me. I didn't think you were capable of possessing power like this…" He reached for his broken arm, tearing it off so that he could grow a new one.

Goku barrels at him once again, his anger having yet to simmer at all.

Slug didn't turn around or seemed to be worried. "Too bad for you… I still haven't been going all out yet. Allow me to change that! HYAAAAAAH!" In an instant, Slug's body started to increase in mass and size, growing far larger than the buildings around them.

The sight of his transformation was enough to momentarily distract the raging Saiyan. Goku's pupils returned, his fiery aura started subsiding. "WHAT?!"

"GOTCHA!" Slug whipped around; his massive fist crashed into Goku like swatting a fly. He laughed loudly, watching as the Saiyan who was beating him up moments prior went barreling through the ruined cityscape.

Goku dragged across the ground for a moment before coming to a stop, his consciousness fading away.

"HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!" Slug continues to laugh. "HOW DO YOU LIKE THAT, HUH?! I WIN! YOU LOSE! THIS PLANET IS MINE!"

"HEY, JOLLY GREEN JACKASS!"

BOOM!

Slug barely felt the explosion of the rocket that hit him. He looked down to see War standing on a building below. Though her regeneration helped, along with Fami's boost, the youngest of the horsemen was still basically on her last legs. "C'mon, green bean, you haven't won just yet!"

Slug grinned. "Fine! I'm more than happy to crush you again!"

Piccolo pulled his student out of the car, holding him in his arms. "Gohan…! Gohan, wake up!" The boy wasn't budging. "C'mon, kid, we need your help right now."

BOOM!

"AAAAAHHHH!" War came crashing down, bouncing like a rock on the pond. She smashed into the car, blood pouring out of her face like a waterfall. "FUCK!" She cursed painfully.

Slug stomped over to them, chuckling darkly all the while. "I'm not done with you yet!" His arm stretched out to grab her. Piccolo pulled her and Gohan out of the way, but Slug's other arm shot out, crashing into the three. They all went falling to the ground.

War tossed out a katana at Slug, who easily dodged her attack.

"Heh?! Was that supposed to hurt me?!"

"No…this is!" She yanked back on the thin wire attached to the sword. It came right back, slicing through his antenna like butter. Slug started screaming, blood oozing out of the severed antenna like an open faucet.

"GAAH! THAT'S IT!" Slug crossed his arms, centering his energy into his core. It didn't take much for Piccolo and War to understand exactly what the evil Namekian was planning. There was nothing they could do as he released the Super Explosive Wave, easily decimating whatever was left of the city. "HOW DID YOU LIKE THAT-WHAT?!"

To Slug's utter disbelief, his foes were still alive, saved by the woman he had been torturing just moments before. Makima had created a barrier to protect them from the blast and she had Goku and Krillin tossed over her shoulders. "We're still alive, Slug."

"Y-YOU…!"

"Please, tell me you have a plan!" War demanded.

"I do." Makima said while placing her husband and Krillin down. "But I need Slug distracted for a bit."

Piccolo looked down to Gohan, then back to her. "I have an idea for that. A moment is all you need, right?"

"Yes."

"Good." Piccolo said, then he tore off his ears, much to the Devils' confusion. "Time to wake up, Gohan! I need to see that performance of yours!"

"M-Mr. Piccolo…" Gohan started to stir.

"Remember, Gohan! That dance you were showing me before! I need you to do the whistling part!"

"W-whistling…?"

"Yes! Do it, now!"

Slug started sprinting towards them, his steps causing small earthquakes. "I'M GOING TO CRUSH YOU ALL!"

"NOW, GOHAN!"

WHISTLE!

The monstrous Namekian stopped on a dime, the soft sound of Gohan's whistles filtered into his ears. "G-G-GAAAAAH! MAKE IT STOP! MAKE IT STOP!" Slug pleaded, stumbling away from them.

Piccolo turned to Makima. "There! I bought you your time!"

Deciding to save that information for later, Makima levitated herself and Goku into the air. Her chains emerged from her body and stabbed into his own. "Darling… I'm sorry, I promise I'll make it up to you later. But right, that power you held before, we're going to need it to win this."

Her chains found his soul, slowly connecting with its outer layer. "Your body, your soul, I know it still remembers the embers of that light."

Makima could see it, the small golden light buried within him. The chains reached it, stabbing into that very light. "Time to wake up, darling!"

SHOCK!

Goku's eyes snapped open, his pupils vanished as his body was being forced back into that transformation from earlier. "AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!" His screams were poison to her ears, but she needed to do this in order for them to win. His brownish, yellow aura ignited back to life. His hair flashed between black, brownish red, and yellow like the fast flickering of a light switch.

As that was happening, Gohan lost the strength to keep whistling. With his distraction no longer in effect, Slug was freed from his pain. He growled at the gnats below him before noticing Makima and Goku. His eyes widened at the familiar transformation Goku was struggling to tap into. Slug was no fool, he knew better than to let that happen. He opened his mouth and fired an energy blast at the two. "DIE, FOOLS!"

"NO!" Piccolo shouted.

Unfortunately for Slug, the blast didn't obliterate his targets. The smoke cleared to reveal Makima surprisingly being held by the rage-filled Son Goku. His aura had utterly stopped Slug's attack. Makima stared at her husband, surprised to see that he was still being gentle with her even in his uncontrollable state. "Darling…!"

Goku released her, jetting down towards Slug like a blazing meteor. He plunged himself into the Namek's gut faster than he could've reacted, knocking him down. Goku flashed behind him to kick Slug back onto his feet. With his superior speed, the Saiyan was blitzing the Namekian once again as if he were the strongest fly in the universe.

Slug's anger started to peak. "ENOUGH!" His mouth released another ferocious blast. However, it missed Goku and ended up connecting to his ship, utterly destroying it and the soldiers inside. Not that Slug gave a shit at the moment, he was far too concerned with killing the Saiyan. "I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!"

"AND I…!"

I get stupefied!

"That song again-GAH!" Slug was interrupted by Goku landing a nasty uppercut that knocked him upwards.

Now that Slug was above him, Goku smashed into his stomach yet again to blow him further into the sky. "...AM GOING TO BEAT YOU! HYAAAAH!" His fists were a complete blur, repeatedly beating into the huge Namekian. Each punch sent Slug flying further and further into the sky. Goku threw one last powerful blow to send him into the stratosphere, right in front of his gas machine.

"I'VE HAD ENOUGH! NOBODY BEATS LORD SLUG, ESPECIALLY NOT SOME LOWLY HUMAN!" With all of his last remaining strength, Lord Slug fired off the biggest and strongest energy wave he could muster.

Goku cupped his hands, increasing his power. "KA…! ME…!"

Down below, Makima and the others waited for the conclusion of the battle. Out of everyone, the Control Devil was certain of one thing…

"HA…! ME…!"

…That her darling was the brightest light of all.

"HAAAAAA!" Goku's Kamehameha connected with Slug's attack, overpowering it within literal seconds. The Namekian let out a pained dying cry as the blast engulfed both himself and his machine. The beam carried him all the way out into space, where his remains were completely erased from existence.

With the machine gone, the freezing gas cloud quickly started to fade away, bringing back the beautiful sunlight to once again grace the Earth.

The Son Household was bustling like never before as Goku's friends and family chowed down on Makima's delicious cooking. "Man…! You guys should have seen it! Goku did this whole weird transformation and totally trounced that Lord Slug guy!" Krillin regaled every one of the fight.

"And what exactly did you do, Krillin?" Bulma teased.

"I…uh…hehe!" Krillin pressed his fingers together, blushing up a storm. The others started laughing at his behavior.

Gohan looked up from his plate, he still had bandages on to help with his wounds. "But seriously, Dad, what kind of power was that?! It was awesome!"

The Earthly Saiyan took a break from his food to look down at his son. He had the most bandages on considering all of the abuse his body took in the fight. "Huh? I'm not too sure myself, really. It felt…powerful, but also uncontrollable. Most of what I can remember of it was anger, raw anger at that."

"If that's the case…" Makima placed another stack of food filled plates in front of her husband. "We better get to work helping you control it. I'm certain it'll be beneficial to have power such as that at hand."

"She's right!" Oolong exclaimed.

"I don't need you to agree with me, breakfast."

"Why do you keep calling me that?!"

"Oolong, aside." Bulma pushed the pig away. "It'll be great for you to have that under control. That way if any other bad guy tries to take over the Earth, you can just transform into a…a…uh, what should we even call that?" She asked. The question left everyone kinda stumped, they all realized that the form didn't really have a name.

"How about… Super Saiyan?" Fami suggested between bites of her chicken parmesan.

"Super…" Makima started.

"Saiyan…" Goku finished. Then he smiled brightly. "I like it! Starting tomorrow, I'll get right to work on controlling my Super Saiyan for-OW! OW! OW!" Goku's declaration was interrupted by the pain in chest.

Makima lowered his arms. "I think it would be best to wait until you've recovered completely, darling."

"Aw…! But, Makima!"

"No, 'buts'."

The rest of his friends and son laughed, finding the scene hilarious to watch. Outside of the household, Piccolo and War sat outside with their backs turned away from each other. Though there was a bit of humor found with them too.

Movie End

Chapter Text

Movie 5: Revenge of Cooler

MORE THAN 20 YEARS AGO:

A gargantuan ball of heat barreled down on the red-colored planet, a lone warrior in broken armor cried out as the attack instantly vaporized him. His final words were drowned out by the buzzing sounds of the second sun as it collided with the planet. Watching from above, sadistic glee singing from his lips, was Freeza. The emperor's eyes savored the once-in-a-lifetime sight of the Saiyan home world being eradicated.

Further away from the historical event, another ship similar to Freeza's, watched the death of the battle-obsessed race. Three figures were observing the fall of the Saiyans through several screens inside of the ship.

The first is a turquoise humanoid alien, with short blond hair that is curled to the left and gold eyes. He wears the same upper body armor as his comrades but only one shoulder pad on is left, and he dons a full-length bodysuit that is purple in color. This is Salza.

The next is a large, green-skinned humanoid alien with long black hair. He wears the same upper body armor as his comrades, a white helmet with a brown center, and he is equipped with a yellow Scouter. Instead of a bodysuit like Salza, he wears purple underwear. This is Dore.

The last strange figure is a tall, brown reptilian humanoid. He has big yellow eyes, pointy ears, he wears the same upper body armor as his comrades, and he has a partial purple jumpsuit that covers his torso to his thighs. He wears a blue Scouter that is connected to a head strap. This is Neiz.

"There goes the monkey petting zoo." Salza jokes about the genocide. His eyes shift to the other monitor to see a small pod flying away from the dying world. "Hold it! Zoom in on that image!"

"On it!"

"Give me an internal scan too!"

The camera closes in on the interior of the pod to see a sleeping Saiyan child in small battle armor escaping from the Saiyan home world.

"A Saiyan child? Where is his pod heading to?" Salza asked.

Neiz peered down at the screen. "It would seem his pod is trajected to a small planet in the Milky Way Galaxy."

"Prepare to shoot it down. No monkeys can be allowed to-"

"No." All three men flinch at the sudden intrusion. They turn back to see their boss emerging from the shadows on his hover pod. "Disregard that order."

"Sire!" They bow immediately in his presence.

"B-but, sire, one of those Saiyans is escaping!" Salza exclaimed.

"This matter is Freeza's, not ours. If my foolish little brother is unable to clean up his own messes, then that's his fault and not mine." His pod moved past his men, reaching the front of the control room. "We have far more urgent matters to attend to, other planets to conquer and sell. Besides, how much damage can one Saiyan child cause without his troop of monkeys to back him up?"

The camera zoomed in on Freeza's laughing face, causing the leader to scowl. "Look at him! So busy enjoying his own messy work to notice the folly of his own ideas! If this ever comes back to bite him, then he'll have nobody to blame but himself." His pod turned to show his face to his underlings.

His appearance is similar to Freeza's true form, though his skin is deep purple as opposed to the pure white of his brother. He is also much taller than Freeza. Along with this, he has a distinctively more masculine appearance than that of Freeza, who is leaner built. He also sports several armor-like carapaces on his chest, shoulders, shins, and head. This was none other than Freeza's older brother, Cooler.

"I refuse to play background to his miserable act of superiority any longer. Set course for a galaxy far from here, one where I don't have to hear my brother's irritating voice any longer."

"Yes, Sire!"

As his men began piloting the ship, Cooler's attention turned back to the screens, particularly on the Saiyan space pod that grew further and further away from their view.

MORE THAN 20 YEARS LATER:

On a desolate planet in a far-out galaxy, Cooler rested on a throne made from the corpses of the previous royal family. As weak as this species was (It had only taken half a day for his squadron to wipe them out), their planet was ripe with potential of a high profit. However, after hearing the latest news from his subordinate, the planet was the last thing on his mind. "What?! My brother was killed?"

"Yes, sir Cooler!" Salza responded.

"And who was it that managed to carry out this deed?" As much as Cooler hated his little brother, it would be ignorant to deny his brother's freakish power. There was a reason their father favored Freeza over him.

Salza took a small moment before answering. "It was…the legendary Super Saiyan, sire."

Cooler's eyes went wide at that. "A Saiyan? But not just any Saiyan, the Super Saiyan?"

"Yes, sire."

"I see…" Cooler closes his eyes, mulling over this revelation. So, his oh so great baby brother had been done in by the very race he hated with a burning passion? Oh, this was priceless, perfect even. Cooler formed a devilish smirk. "Seems the real failure of our family was Freeza, Father. Falling at the hands of the barbaric race of monkeys."

"What shall we do about this, sire?" Neiz asked.

"Heh. What else? We shall pay this 'Super Saiyan' a visit. I want to see him with my own eyes, the one that fell my brother…" Cooler raised a hand before clenching it tightly. "...And crush him with my own two hands! Killing him will certainly right my place as the true ruler of the universe and prove I'm far greater than my insipid little brother!" Cooler stands from his throne. "Where is this Super Saiyan located?"

"Scanners show that he is on a planet called Earth." Salza answered.

"Then to Earth we shall travel. I don't want a single second wasted! Ready the ship, now!" Cooler ordered.

"Yes, sire!"

Back on Earth, things were going smoothly for the Son Family-

"MAKIMA, WHERE'S THE BUTTER?!"

Well…almost smoothly.

"In the top cabinet by the stove." Makima answered her husband. She turned a page in her body, never taking her eyes off the mystery novel in her lap. But after hearing something in the kitchen shatter, the Control Devil saw it fit to ensure her loving husband doesn't break the rest of her kitchen. She placed her bookmark inside and reluctantly got up from the soft couch. "Darling-"

"I got it!" Goku tossed 20 sticks of butter inside of his bulging backpack. Surrounding his feet were several broken jars of spices. "Sorry about the spices, Makima."

"It's fine, I can always buy more." She waves it off, while using her powers to pick the mess up. "You don't need to take all of those sticks of butter with you on a camping trip."

"But what if Gohan wants them to snack on?"

"You are not going to feed our son a stick of butter as a snack."

"I did it as a kid."

"Trust me, I'm not surprised by that." Makima could feel the slight uneasiness from her husband. This was the first ever camping trip he'd ever be going on with Gohan. Years ago, the boy was too young and weak to have out in the wilderness, then he got kidnapped by Piccolo for a year, sent out to space to Namek, and waited three-years for his father to eventually come home from Yardrat. All in all, this trip was a long time coming for them. She had opted to stay out of it, so that they could have father-son time to themselves.

KNOCK!

"Hey, Goku, are you guys ready?!"

"Almost to themselves." Makima sighed. Her darling had blabbed about the camping trip to his friends after visiting Kame House, thus Krillin and Oolong were tagging along for the trip. Turning it from a father-son trip to a boys' trip.

"Just about!" Goku called out to them. He looked back up the stairs. "Gohan! Are you done packing yet?!"

"Yes, Dad!" Gohan rushed down the steps with his own large backpack on. The boy is dressed in his GI, reminiscent of his kidnapper-turned-teacher. He looked up at his mother, a bit worried. "Are you going to be okay on your own, Mom?"

She rolled her eyes but felt touched at his concern. Makima did not deserve to have such a loving son as him. "You two are going to be gone for a week, Gohan. I'll be fine." She gently ruffles his hair. "Just be sure to not pick up any bad habits from Krillin or breakfast."

"Mom, you know Oolong doesn't like it when you guys call him that."

"When have I ever cared?"

…True, but still… Gohan was trying to curb some of his mother's more…uh…ruder habits. "Well, would you like it if someone kept calling you something that made you uncomfortable?"

"Gohan, you already know the answer to that question."

The boy just let out a deep sigh, deciding to just put a pause on it for now. This was not an argument he could win and keeping it up could risk his mother canceling the camping trip. Goku pats his son on the back. "Don't think too much about all of that, son! Let's go and have some fun!"

"Right!" Gohan takes his dad's advice. "See you later, Mom!"

"Bye, Makima!" Goku waves to his wife.

"Have fun." She returns the wave, watching the two rush out of the house. Her eyes trailed down to her son's tail which had recently grown back. She had thought about cutting it off, but Goku thought it was fine to keep as long as they helped him gain control of his Great Ape form, so she left it alone.

Once the door shut, the Control Devil stood alone in her household. With her son and husband gone, now would be a great time to finally scrub the entire house down from top to bottom. With a snap of her fingers, some nice music started playing from her phone, and to change her attire into something more comfortable with rubber gloves, an apron, and several sponges attached to the belt around her waist. Then she created a giant invisible bubble to cover the house. Just to ensure that no outside interruptions could get in the way. If anyone needed anything, they could just tap the forcefield or her husband could just teleport inside.

"There. I think that'll do it." Makima wiped off her hands as she admired her work. While it had taken almost a full two days, the entire house was now spick and span. It wouldn't remain this way as soon as she let the dogs back in and her family returned, but she could admire the filth-ridden house for the time she had left. She snapped her fingers to change back into her previous black dress with a denim jacket over the top.

As much as she trusted her husband to watch over their son, she still felt it was within reason for a mother/wife to check in on her boys while they were out having fun. As she let down the forcefield she expected to sense her husband's little group enjoying their peaceful little camping trip.

Instead, she was put on high alert when she felt her husband's presence drop significantly lower than normal and her son's spike higher than what was normal for him. Krillin, Oolong, and Icarus felt normal, but she could tell there was more going on.

Makima wasted no time in blasting off from her home, prioritizing her son's safety above all else. Her husband could take care of himself, and she felt confident in that fact.

Things had gone from good-to-bad to terrible for little Son Gohan. Their camping trip didn't last the full day before getting interrupted by the arrival of Freeza's brother of all people! Who would have thought a guy like that had a sibling? Now his dad was badly injured with Krillin and Oolong keeping watch over him. Gohan had been tasked with getting the Senzu Beans from Korin's Tower without attracting any attention from the enemy's Scouters.

Unfortunately, his luck was never that good when he wanted it to be. The enemy had managed to pick up on Icarus' energy after he gave his dragon a bean to recover his strength. Now he was fighting for his life against Cooler's Squadron.

"C'mere, monkey boy!" Dore cried; his massive fist swung for the boy's head. Gohan flipped over him, using his size to his advantage. He stepped on Dore's head to use as leverage for a boost, but Neiz intercepted him with a punch to his face. Salza's leg connected with his back to knock him down. Dore reached out and grabbed the boy by his little leg to swing him around. He released Gohan, then punted the boy upwards with a mighty upper swipe.

"Gah…!" The hybrid coughed out a mix of blood and spit. He tried to get his balance, but Neiz twirled around him with a double jab to his back, then a kick that knocked him towards Salza. The French-like alien grabbed the boy by his face before creating a weak enough blast to not kill him but send Gohan flying down at his big green teammate.

Dore grabbed the boy by his head, rough coughs and wheezes leaving his mouth and nasal. The brute increased his grip, causing Gohan to cry out. "Hehe! Hey, boys, watch me pop this little chimp's head! How long do you think he'll last? Ha ha!" Dore continued increasing his grip on Gohan's cranium slowly, taking sweet sadistic glee out of the boy's suffering.

SHACKLE!

"Eh?" Dore stopped squeezing the boy's head to see a silver chain protruding from his chest. There was no wound, no blood, or pain…just a cold sensation running through his body. His teammates gapped at the sight of the chain, unsure of where it came from. Suddenly, two more chains appeared and wrapped around the necks of Salza and Neiz, damn near choking them.

"W-what is this?!" Salza grunts, trying to pry the collar off.

Gohan relaxed, relief flooding through his system when he felt the brute's grip loosen. He pulled himself free and turned to see his mother descending on the scene, three chains gripped tightly in her hands. "MOM!"

Makima kept her attention on the three that dared to commit the foulest sin in front of her eyes. "Keep your hands off my son." She increased her hold over them, especially Dore, the green brute was dangerously close to having a seizure and a stroke at the exact same time. But she wouldn't let it end that swiftly for him, that would be too merciful. "Gohan, get going."

"But how do you-"

She raised the chains.

"Right…" His mom had used them to search their memories to catch up on the situation. Gohan looked down to see Icarus was recovering from the attack. "Okay, I'm heading towards Dad!" He announced, then shot off towards Goku's location.

Makima stood in the center of the squadron. "To think Freeza would have a brother and that he would be dumb enough to attack us. However, I can't take the risk of letting him wander around this planet for any longer." She snaps her fingers. Neiz's head started contorting as if his brain was fighting to escape the confines of his head. He screamed frantically, bumps and lumps stretching through his skull and skin like a sick rash.

Dore and Salza watched in horror as parts of their teammates' brain slithered out his ears like snakes to force themselves down his throat. His eyes were crying literal blood with painfully slow unraveling of his brain. The freaky alien could taste the blood and liquids of his brain as it traveled down his throat. Makima didn't stop until every trace of his cerebrum had been shoved into his esophagus.

As used to brutal combat as they were, Salza and Dore were utterly appalled by the way their comrade was dying. Never had they seen someone be forced to watch as they consumed their own brain matter. Dore could feel bile rising in his throat, but Makima didn't let him release it, instead he was forced to swallow it back down.

Neiz's body limply hung in the air, the squadron member was beyond dead at this point. Makima made a fist, crushing the bastard's body into a tiny ball of flesh and bones. She looked at the last remaining two, noting their horrified looks. "Hm? I'm sorry, are the grown men that were about to murder a child appalled by the way their comrade died?"

She raised her finger at Salza, then swiped it, slicing off the squadron leader's left leg. Salza released a pained scream. The only reason he wasn't bleeding out immediately was because Makima didn't allow it. Instead, she forced Salza's mouth open and flicked the Neiz ball into his maw. "Eat."

Salza was forced to chew on the remains of his dead friend, feeling the flesh and bones grind and squish against his teeth. The bones had been softened enough for his teeth to break through, but that didn't make any of it easier for him. Memories of their battles and triumphs flowed through his mind like a silent movie with each bite. He didn't want to think about any of this, but the memories were being forcefully brought forth. When he swallowed Neiz's remains, he watched the Control Devil open her palm.

For the short moments he still had left to live, Dore would never forget the sight of Salza's body exploding, torn to shreds by the remains of Neiz impaling him like a growing spiked ball. Warm yellow liquid trickled down Dore's leg. A sensation that he only held towards his master bloomed within his soul.

Fear.

A sense of fear aimed at the woman that had managed to dismantle Cooler's elite Squadron within literal seconds.

Makima's head turned to look at him, a sweet smile increased the fear in his heart. "Yes, that's it. Keep fearing me, even all the way down to Hell, even after you reincarnate, never forget the fear you hold towards me.

"W-w-w-what…are you…?"

"A mother." She flicked a finger, twisting Dore's arm painfully in the wrong direction. "A wife." The bones in his leg broke through the meat and skin, protruding like sickles. "A horseman." Each one of his teeth were torn out of his mouth, then they were joined together to embed themselves up his nose, slowly digging upwards to his brain. "But most importantly…" The blade of teeth tore through his mouth and face, leaving a large blood gash in its place. Dore's eyes were forever locked onto the haunting yellow spirals that would follow him into the afterlife. "A Devil."

CRUNCH!

Dore's spine exploded out from his top and bottom, turning him into a living kebob. Then it split down the half to literally rip him in two, his organs and such spilling out of the carcass.

Makima held the remains of Cooler's armored squadron with a sickening idea forming in her mind.

"Dad! Krillin! Guys!" Gohan lands in front of the cave where they hid Goku. "I'm back with the Senzu Beans!" He crawls inside to see Oolong and Krillin watching over the injured Saiyan.

"Awesome, Gohan!"

"Yeah, thankfully my Mom showed up when she did or else we'd be in way bigger trouble." Gohan explained.

"M-Makima…?" Goku stumbles on his words slightly.

"Don't worry, Dad, we'll have you up quickly, so we can hurry and help Mom-" Before Gohan could take a single bean out, a purple beam incinerated the healing items to ash. A suffocatingly huge wave of KI rolled into the cave, shocking the heroes. Goku and the others looked out to see Cooler standing outside the entrance.

"Apologies, I just so happened to have seen the boy flying over here and figured that you could use some company. Were those important?" Cooler chuckles darkly.

"Y-you…?! How could you do that?!" Krillin cried.

"Unlike my foolish little brother I'm not going to give you the chance to recover. But if it makes you feel better, all of you will be dying together." Cooler's index illuminated a purple glow, aiming straight for Goku. Though he halted his fire when he noticed Gohan's eyes shift from black to red, the boy's anger skyrocketed.

"GET AWAY!" A strong burst of energy blew apart the entrance of the cave, forcing Cooler to jump back to avoid getting caught in it. Smoke blocked his view of the decimated cave, but the oldest son of Cold wasn't going to let that stop him. His finger was like a blur as he rained down a storm of Death Beams on his enemies. Two blurs shot out of the smoke, Krillin and Gohan were charging straight for him. It took little to no effort to deal with the little nuisances, treating them like flies.

Cooler bashed Krillin down with his tail, while he grabbed Gohan by his throat. "You have some power there for a little chimp. Unfortunately, it matters very little in the face of overwhelming strength." He lets the boy go, then smashes him back down like a volleyball, letting the kid crash harshly into the ground.

Lowering himself back down, Cooler marched towards the cave to finish off the Saiyan that defeated his brother. As he stepped inside, a fist smashed into his face, throwing him back towards the woods. "What?!"

The one responsible was a fully healed Goku, and the Earthly Saiyan was less than amused with his opponent. "That's enough, Cooler! You're no better than Freeza!"

Cooler wiped the blood from his lip, both pleased and infuriated by the sight of the liquid. "I'm not sure how you suddenly recovered from those injuries, but I hope you prove to be a better fighter than previously!" He stepped forward, raising his arms. "And for the record…"

Goku's aura exploded, the Saiyan charged forward with a punch that was blocked. Cooler pushes back with a backhand, then uppercuts Goku into the air. "...I'm far superior to my brother!" He declares before dashing towards Goku.

Oolong crawled out of the cave, staring up at the intense battle going on in the air. They were lucky that Gohan had hidden an extra bean in his clothes. The hybrid had given it to him to feed to Goku during the interval of Cooler's attack. All he could do now was pray that Goku would win. "You got this, Goku!"

The savior of the universe twirled with a kick that knocked Cooler away from the wasteland. As he soared over the forest, Cooler balanced himself out to block the oncoming rush of blows. He tilts his head, then throws a gut punch. Goku moved back quick enough to avoid the attack, then grabbed the arm. He spun around with the captive Cooler, then threw him down towards a nearby waterfall. Goku teleports behind Cooler to land a hard knee into the Cold's spine.

Suddenly, a purple appendage wrapped around Goku's throat, attempting to choke him. Goku acted quickly, pushing himself down towards the water. As they submerged, Goku felt the tail relax reflexively, allowing him to get some distance.

Cooler vanished from his sight to appear next to him with a hard punch to his face. The Cold's palm opened to release a pointblank energy blast. Goku teleports once more to avoid getting hit, confusing his opponent. He never saw the uppercut coming, throwing him out of the water and back out into the air. Goku appears above him quickly to knock him back down with a sledgehammer strike.

Goku lands on a large rock waiting in the ravine, while Cooler recovers from his fierce attacks. The brother of Freeza didn't look too bothered by his attacks, but the damage was clear. "Yes, it's becoming far more clear to me how you managed to defeat my arrogant little brother. Your strength is undeniable. However, I am far different from my brother, who allowed his own freakish talents to carry him. Unlike him I searched for greater strength and discovered a power that far outstrips his own! Another transformation!"

"What?!" Goku gasped.

"Feel privileged, you'll be the first and last to ever witness this form! HYAAAAA!" Cooler's body started to increase in size, alongside his muscle mass. His white carapace also changes, with the breast-plates shoulderpads becoming hoop-like in shape, while the white carapaces on his wrists change drastically, gaining dark-blue sections and procuring blade-like protrusions. Cooler's most distinguishing change in this form however is the change in the carapace he has on his head, which in this form completely encases his entire head except for his eyes, four spikes extend from his cranium and there is a large dark-blue section in the middle of his head.

Goku stepped back as he felt the overwhelming power of Cooler's transformation. "N-no way!"

Cooler grins evilly. "Yes…time to die!" A vizor suddenly covers his mouth, giving his voice a more metallic sound. The strongest of the Cold family lunges forward with a terrifying burst of speed. "I'LL CRUSH YOU!"

Goku acts quickly enough to avoid the initial charge, but Cooler flashes next to him with a rush similar to that of a linebacker. The Saiyan is grabbed by both arms and thrown down into the ravine with enough force to cause the entire them to upheaval. Cooler dives down to slam his fist into Goku's stomach, an explosion of blood erupting from his mouth. Getting up, Cooler grabs him by his hair, and raises him out of the water before it drops back on them. He roughly throws the Saiyan towards the cliff and follows it up with an energy blast.

Seeing the attack coming, Goku manages to teleport out of the way, appearing behind Cooler but his trick was expected. A hard backhand disorients him briefly, then a smack from Cooler's tail bashes him away.

"Kaioken x10!" An incredibly violent burst of crimson energy swirls around Goku. He dashes with blitzing speed to tackle the older brother of Freeza. The two engage in a fierce clash that saw all of Goku's strikes being blocked effortlessly. Cooler counters a punch, his own fist burying into Goku's chest. With the Saiyan stunned, he flips over Goku to kick him down towards the ground. While Goku spirals towards the ground, Cooler builds up a bit of momentum before soaring at him with dangerous intent.

Goku crashes into the rocky wall, his Kaioken vanishing after Cooler's knee smashes into him. Voiceless wheezes leave his throat, while Cooler picks him up by the throat. "Is this all the Legendary Super Saiyan can do?" He swings Goku around before slamming him into the ground, then punches him hard enough to send him barreling through the ground and back out into the waters.

Goku, shirtless, rises from the split ravine with ragged breaths. "There's no denying it…he's way stronger than Freeza."

"There was doubt?" Cooler's voice came from behind him. Goku spins around to see the larger warrior looming over him. "This battle has been nothing more than a disappointment, Super Saiyan. Just know, as soon as I kill you, this planet will be turned to ashes. The legacy of the barbaric Saiyan race will still end at the hands of the Royal Cold bloodline."

"I won't let you win! Kaioken x20!" A stronger burst of the Kaioken exploded forth. Goku cups his hands, charging up his signature move. "Ka! Me! Ha! Me!"

Cooler stood still, not even bothering to move.

"HAAAAAAA!" Goku released the massive beam point blank, tearing the sky and clouds away with the devastating move. Before the attack could even finish, Cooler's fist smashed into his face, blowing Goku into the mountain with explosive force. Goku was given no time to even recuperate as Cooler's larger foot crushed him against the rocks, the older brother increased the force with several more stomps to hammer down his defeated opponent.

"Heh! The almighty Super Saiyan defeated so easily? If my brother truly fell to someone as weak as you, then he deserved to die!" Cooler backed away from Goku's defeated body, rising into the air. "I am the superior one! The true ruler of the universe is COOLER-"

Dore suddenly stood in front of him.

"What?" Cooler blinked, confused by his subordinate's appearance.

Then Salza appeared next to him.

"What are you fools doing here?" Cooler stared at his motionless second-in-command. He turns around to see Neiz looming over him. All three of his squadron surrounded him, but there was something off, none of their eccentric energy was present. "What the hell is going on with you three?! Move away from me!"

When they grabbed him, Cooler's mood worsened. "Ignorant fools! Do you remember who your master is?!" He tried to tear them away, but for some reason they were stuck to his body like glue. Even the force of his shuddering aura couldn't remove the henchmen. "Why the hell can't I get rid of you three?!"

"They can't respond to you. They're dead." A soft yet commanding voice entered his ears. Cooler threw his attention down to Goku to see Makima gently caressing the Saiyan's cheek. "Apologies for taking so long, darling. I had to prepare something special for our guest."

"And who exactly would you be?" Cooler asked.

"Nobody important." Makima answered. "Though, I know all about you, Cooler."

"Do you, now? Then you must know that crossing me is a fate worse than death!" Cooler, regardless of his men's corpses attached to him, lunged for the woman. However, she suddenly vanished alongside the Saiyan he had just brutalized. "What?! Where did they go?!"

"What's the matter, brother? Lost sight of yourself again?"

Cooler's eyes snapped over to see his dead brother in Dore's place. "Freeza…?! But you're…"

"Dead? You'd love that wouldn't you, Cooler? To see me writhing in agony at the hands of my most hated foes? Unfortunately, I'm not as stupid as you to assume such a baffling reality!" Freeza declared, fueling his brother's anger.

"How dare you?! I should have killed you long ago! I should have buried you in the crevice of that pathetic incubator that formed you!" Cooler declared.

"My, my, Cooler, is that anyway to address your little brother?" The oldest son's fury froze as he listened to that pompous yet familiar tone. He looked to Salza's place to see his father, King Cold, chuckling behind his hand. "Even after all these years you still manage to disappoint me."

"Father, but-"

"Why can't you be more like Freeza? His natural talents and ways of leadership made him prime material to take over the empire. You, however, failed to meet my expectations time and time again. Even this paltry new form of yours is a cheap way of compensating for your lack of natural ability. Something that Freeza possesses in spades."

Cooler's body trembled, suppressed emotions that he had kept hidden for years were surfacing with each word spoken. "S-shut up…"

All three of his henchmen's corpses transformed into his father and brother repeatedly, like flesh molded clay. "Disappointment. Failure. Second best. Mistake. A letdown. Pest. Foolish. Shameful-"

"SHUT UP!" Cooler roars, his power exploding violently. Every inch of his body was screaming in fury at the representations of every single negative emotion that's ever crossed him. His fist tore the fleshly dolls of his family to ribbons, a psychotic laughter echoing from his mouth with each piece torn away.

Back in reality, Makima watched Cooler lose himself in rage. Her chain's grip was loosening on his soul, but that was a part of her plan. Just like his brother, she knew that her powers wouldn't hold him for long. The idea was never to take control, but to take advantage of the fears that lived deep in his heart. She was lucky that the fool loved to vent his frustrations about his family to his subordinates repeatedly. All she needed now was for her darling to-

"GRAAAAAAAAAH!" Cooler's final burst tore her chain to pieces before she could finish the thought. Makima vanished the pieces, clicking her tongue at how quickly his anger had pushed him through the hypnotic illusions. She braced herself for the oldest son's tackle, his larger body slammed her into the ground with a rough trail. "YOU…! YOU…!"

Makima cracked a smile. "What's wrong? See a ghost?"

"I'LL KILL YOU!" Cooler smashed his fist against her face. He didn't stop at just one, Cooler continued to turn her face into a bloody mess. "NOBODY MESSES WITH ME! NOBODY! NOT YOU! NOT THAT SAIYAN! NOT MY FATHER! AND ESPECIALLY NOT MY BROTHER!" Cooler stopped punching Makima in favor of crushing her body with his foot. "I AM THE STRONGEST IN THE UNIVERSE! ALL BELONGS TO ME! I AM THE ONE WHO DECIDES WHO LIVES AND WHO DIES!"

"Strongest…in the universe?" Makima coughs out. "There never will be."

His pressure on her body grew even harsher, but she didn't stop taunting him. Makima's sickening smile never left, no matter how much force he continued to apply. "You may have been born first, but you'll always be second to your brother."

"I'M SECOND TO NONE! NOBODY! NO MORE! NO MORE!" He raised his foot one final time to finally bring the woman's life to an end. However, before he could land the blow, a golden pillar of light exploded behind him. Cooler turned around to face it, shocked by the phenomenon. "What?! What even is that?!"

Behind him, he could hear Makima's coughing. "Ah, I never needed to beat you. Just distract you."

Cooler whipped around. "What the hell are you-" His words died on his lips as he stared at the bright golden figure of Son Goku, the Earthly Saiyan who had transformed into a Super Saiyan. The warrior was holding his wife in his arms, her head resting on his bare chest. "-Saying…"

"Darling just needed a little jump start, is all." Makima giggles, enjoying the warmth of her husband's aura.

Goku placed his wife down gently, then gave his full attention to Cooler. "This ends now!"

"I don't know what this transformation is, but I couldn't agree more!" Cooler lunged forward with a punch to Goku's chest, but the Saiyan didn't even budge. "What?!"

"I'll give you one last chance to leave this planet, Cooler." Goku warns.

"Leave?! You think I'll run away! I'm the mightiest in the universe! Only the weaklings run away, while the strong survive!" Cooler declared.

"Fine, then." Goku took a single step, his energy pushed violently, throwing Cooler back. "We'll play by your rules, Cooler! LET'S GO!" With a powerful burst, Goku clashes against the older brother of Freeza. His fists were like blurs as they collided with Cooler's body. Each hit was stronger than the last, much to Cooler's disbelief.

Goku blew him away with a right swing, then followed it up with a follow-up to his chest. Grabbing the horns on his head, Goku's knee smashed the white vizor to pieces, getting tiny chunks stuck in Cooler's face. Another blast of energy from Goku knocked Cooler astray.

"T-this is impossible! How is it that a Saiyan could be this strong?!" The last of the Cold family righted himself. "This is it, the power that brought my brother to his knees! You really are the Super Saiyan! HAAA!" Cooler fired off a beam at Goku, but the attack didn't even faze him. Cooler repeated the action as much as he could, hoping to see him burn to ash.

It was like a reflection of their earlier bout, but reversed. The Saiyan dashed forward and slugged Cooler hard enough to destroy the rest of the spiked helmet around his head. Goku appeared behind him, gripping his tail, and swung the brother of Freeza around like a merry-go-round. He eventually threw Cooler further into the skies.

Cooler stopped himself before he could reach space. His eyes locked onto the Super Saiyan's hardened gaze, a sense of disbelief and fear building in him. "W-why am I shaking? To think that I could feel fear towards a Saiyan of all things! No! No! I can't let it end like this!" He raised his hand, generating a sun-like ball of molten force. The Supernova roared to life with deadly heat. "DODGE THIS IF YOU WANT, SUPER SAIYAN! JUST KNOW THAT YOUR PLANET WILL BE HISTORY IF YOU DO!" Cooler brought down the Supernova on Goku.

"HYAAAAA!" Goku caught the Supernova with his hands, grunting as the attack started pushing him down towards the ground.

"HA HA HA HA! HOW IS THAT?!" Goku was mere inches from the ground, struggling to hold back the attack. It eventually crushed him into the ground, devastating the surrounding area. "WHERE'S THAT BRAVADO, SUPER SAIYAN?! I AM THE SUPREME RULER!"

"You and your family are all the same. You talk too much."

SHACKLE!

Cooler gasped at the silver chains that were protruding into his body. And for some reason, he could feel his strength decreasing with each passing second. "W-what is this?!"

Below, Makima twisted her chains. "Feeling fear around a Devil? Bad move, ruler of the universe. And considering that Freeza lost to him first, you're still second." Her accursed words burned in his ears like poison.

Suddenly, the Supernova rose above the ground. Goku managed to build up the appropriate amount of energy to push back the Supernova back at Cooler. No matter how much he wanted to move, the brother of Freeza could do nothing as the attack swallowed him whole. His screams were drowned out by the sound of Goku's energy blast barreling him and his Supernova towards the sun.

"H-how?! How could a mere Saiyan overpower me?! Why wasn't he destroyed with the rest of his race?!" That's when he started to realize something. "Wait! I remember now! No wonder his hair looked familiar!" Cooler remembered watching the feed of that Saiyan child escaping the destruction of Planet Vegeta. As his body was roasted to ash between the force of the sun and his Supernova, Cooler cursed his own hubris. "Just like my brother…my own mess came back to bite me! I let him go! No…! No…! NO!"

BOOM!

At the Son household, Makima patched up her family and Krillin, while Oolong and Icarus watched in the background. As she finished tying the bandages around her son's head, the Control Devil turned to her husband. "Sorry that your camping trip was ruined, darling, Gohan."

"It's fine, Mom." Gohan shrugged a bit.

"Yeah, we can always try again after we heal back up." Goku suggested.

"I think I'll stay out of that one. This trip was not fun." Krillin winced at his wounds. "Why is it so hard to just have a normal day?"

"I agree with Krillin. This is the last time I'm going on a camping trip with you, Goku." Oolong jokes.

Goku hums. "But what will we do if we need emergency food?"

"I'm not food!" Oolong shouts, causing his friends to laugh.

"Still, it's crazy to think Freeza had a brother." Gohan said. "Sure, he had a Dad too, but for someone as evil as him to have siblings?"

His mother stared at him.

"Oh…right." Gohan muttered, remembering his aunts. "But you're different, Mom!"

"How so?"

"Because, you're my Mom! Therefore, you're not bad!" Gohan declares, earning himself a nice little hug from his mother.

"Oh, I really don't deserve a son as good as you." Makima mutters. She then brings her husband into the hug. "Or a husband as good as you."

"I don't know. I think you deserve good things, Makima." Goku said, earning himself a kiss.

Makima didn't fully agree, but it was nice to have a family that loved and cherished you. Compared to Freeza's family, theirs was much better, and they once again proved it in the end.

Movie End

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Movie 6: The Return of Cooler

Deep in the void of space, a lone sleek, silver drone maneuvered through the stars. Its tracking system continued to beep, locking onto its assigned destination. On its screen, an energy-level meter is seen building steadily as the drone gets closer to the goal. Coming into view, a small moon-sized planet orbits around its own dying star.

The drone increases its speed, descending through the planet's atmosphere like a falling star. A whirl of wind dances across the blades of grass as the drone stops itself from crashing. Its optic sensor scans the environment to confirm that it arrived at the correct destination. Then it unleashed a signal to search for any hostile lifeforms.

Once it could confirm that the planet was devoid of life, the energy-level meter was focused primarily on finding the source. The drone's scanners pointed downward, beneath the planet's surface. The drone sent a transmission back to its mothership.

A few moments later, a blazing streak crashes down by the drone, barreling through the crush of the planet. It stops once it breaks through the stone and dirt, arriving in a dark stone corridor. As the dust and dirt settled, the 'meteor' could be identified as a humanoid-like entity, however the darkness of the ruins kept their appearance hidden.

"Excellent work. Now, time for a little treasure hunt."

Metallic footsteps echoed off the walls with each step taken. A small blue ball of energy sparked to life on the entity's metal finger. They fired it off, decimating the stone walls that blocked their path. Stepping through the walls, an ancient chamber laced with lost history greeted the entity.

The walls, ceilings, and floors were laced with carved paintings and writings, language that had been utterly lost to time. Skeletons covered the chamber; the tribe that had once guarded these ruins were no longer of the living. Whether as a result of their own folly or of an unknown outside force was of no concern to the entity.

They continued their trek through the ruins, showing no respect for the dead as their weight crushed the skeletons to reach the altar at the end of the chamber. With a single leap, the metallic entity reached the top of the altar, kicking up a small burst of dust. Their fingers flicked to blow away the grime that had built up over the centuries, allowing them to see exactly what they were searching for.

A mural, one of an ancient tales, laid out in front of the entity. There was a creature, of what kind is unknown, battling a hero bathed in righteous light. Above the drawing were words scribbled in the lost language. A quick scan of their sensors allowed them to translate the words.

The 7 Emeralds are the servers. Chaos is power, enriched by the heart. The controller serves to unify the chaos.

"Pointless dribble." They scoffed. After a second scan, they located a hidden panel on the panel. A single press on the panel initiated a rupturing of several hidden mechanisms in the ruins. They stood there without a worry of any hidden traps. Fortunately, there weren't any traps to begin with, and laid before their eyes was something majestic.

A massive and green, brilliant cut jewel illuminated brightly from the wall it had been placed in. Strangely, around the jewel were seven empty spaces, a missing piece to a puzzle. However, those were the least of the entity's concerns.

Their hand reached for the jewel, green sparks dancing in the space between them. A fascinated smile formed as they felt their power react to the raw, unimaginable energy held within the jewel. Once their palm touched the smooth surface, the jewel exploded in a storm of green light, illuminating the entire chamber. The entity could feel the jewel's chaotic energy entering their body, giving them a source of strength unfathomable to one's imagination. Dark, sinister laughter echoed loudly, green and blue energy swirling together violently, devastating the ancient chamber into dust.

"HA HA HA HA HA HA HA! WITH THIS JEWEL AND THE POWER OF THE BIG GETE STAR, I'LL REIGN OVER THIS UNIVERSE! AND GET MY REVENGE ON THAT ACCURSED SUPER SAIYAN!"

From above, invisible to the world of the living, was a young girl with short orange hair. She wears tribal garb similar to that of the deceased skeletons on the ground. Her eyes stared at the monster's stealing of her tribe's greatest treasure.

It had begun like any other, a beautiful day blessed the Earth. Contained in their own little bubble in their section of the galaxy, humanity, animals, insects, and Devils continued their games of predator and prey.

That was until it started raining silver from the sky. At first, nobody paid any heed to it, believing it to be a weird weather phenomenon. But then the silver didn't evaporate like rain or snow would, nor did it burn the ground like acid. Instead, the silver melded itself with the dirt beneath their feet, buildings, cars, the ocean, plant life, animals, and even humans.

It had only taken two days before America, Canada, and Mexico were completely drenched in metallic liquid, transmuting all life into metallic zombies and terraforming all non-life into nightmarish metal landscapes.

A global emergency alert was spread out immediately, warning people to quarantine themselves and to avoid any contact with the silver liquid. Scientists all over the globe joined together in an attempt to figure out what exactly this newly problematic virus was and how to stop it. The world-renowned scientist, Dr. Briefs, classified the virus as the Metal Virus. A group of microorganisms that transmute organic and non-organic matter into metallic matter. Any organic matter that comes into contact with the virus would have their bodies corrupted and turned into violent zombie-like monsters.

However, unlike humans and animals, Devils were completely immune to the microorganisms that made up the virus. The revelation that came with the discovery caused a boom of fear to sprout from the remaining populace, fueling Devils all over the globe. Unfortunately, not a single Devil was able to enjoy their rise of power. With the decline of humanity steadily increasing, this boost was incredibly short-lived. Now it seems like even Devils are fearing the prospect of losing everything in this new fledgling era of metal.

It has been a week since the Metal Virus mysteriously appeared on Earth, and now over 60% of the planet had been terraformed into a metal utopia. Every single brilliant mind on the globe were locked in a quarantined base to avoid infection. All working diligently to analyze the virus to find a cure, but their efforts were met with near to no successes.

Whatever military force that was left were doing all they could to protect their people from the zombies that were trying to spread the virus. Though they would soon be overrun, their weapons having no effect on the metal casings covering the zombies' bodies.

But even in times like these, ones filled with despair and fear, there were those still giving it their all to save their world.

"GYAAAAH! Zombies! Why does it have to be zombies?!" Yamcha whined as he flew high into the air to avoid getting grabbed by the horde of zombies. He's wearing a Capsule Corp issued hazmat suit to protect himself from the virus. Yamcha unleashed a wave of KI blasts into the ground, burrowing it to let the zombies fall inside. "Who would have thought an actual zombie apocalypse would happen?!"

"Quit bitching, already!" War blows past him, almost knocking him out of the air. She pulls out two bazookas, created by Bulma and her father, firing them to release energy bursts that trapped the zombies in the holes Yamcha created. "Why did I have to get stuck with you as a partner?"

"You don't have to sound so disgusted by the idea of working with me!" Yamcha yelled.

"You're a pathetic human, of course I'm disgusted by you." War scoffed. She whipped out a sword, unleashing an air wave slash that blew several more zombies back. "Can somebody please explain to me why we aren't just killing these damn things?!"

"Because we're not heartless monsters." Bulma's voice speaks through their communicators.

"I am literally a heartless monster." War corrects the princess.

"Yet you still give Gohan presents on his birthday."

"SHUT UP, CONTROL!" War shouted, blushing. Yamcha giggles at her embarrassment before ducking under the swing of her sword.

"H-hey, watch it!"

"Don't laugh at me, you cowardly bastard!"

Locked away inside of Capsule Corp, the genius daughter of Dr. Briefs toiled away inside of her lab. Several screens displayed various different sections of the world alongside scientific and mathematical equations. Unlike her father and the rest of the world's scientists, Bulma refused to be locked away underground with a bunch of smelly old dudes. Instead, she treated Capsule Corp like a homebase for herself and her allies as they figured out the issues going on.

"But to answer your question, War, we want to try and avoid as many casualties as possible. The infected people and animals aren't dead, just mind controlled into a dead-like state." Bulma explained. She typed quickly on her laptop, bringing up several different statistics and acidic levels to examine.

"We literally have a McGuffin capable of resurrecting the dead! What's the issue?!" War demanded to know.

Makima's face appeared on a different monitor. Bulma could see the Control Devil and Goku working together to crowd a plethora of infected animals in a terraformed zoo. "Even if the Dragon Balls could fix this situation, there's too much about this virus that is unknown. I don't want to risk losing our best ticket if something even worse ends up being behind this."

Piccolo joined the conversation, joined by Gohan. The Namekian and his student were containing several different zombies inside of the Roman Colosseum. Fami could be seen in the background, not contributing at all and was just munching on potato chips. "And as much as I hate going along with what he says, Kami wants to avoid using the Dragon Balls as much as possible until there's no other option left." Piccolo added.

"Why are we suddenly now listening to that old fart?" War asked.

"Darling agrees with not killing people, especially since they're all still alive."

"When have I ever cared about what he wants?"

"Please, Auntie War!" Gohan speaks through the communicator. There's brief silence on War's end after hearing her nephew plead for her cooperation.

"...Fine." The War Devil concedes and continues completing her objective. She turns off her communicator to focus on corralling the zombies. Piccolo and Gohan do the same, leaving Makima as the only one connected.

"Have you still not gotten into contact with him?" Makima asked.

Bulma groans loudly, thinking about the other headache that was irritating her prior to this mess starting. "As much as I would love to say I've been in contact with Vegeta, the bastard still hasn't responded to any of my messages. I'm not sure where in space he may be." The woman was already stressed as is and clearly didn't need more put on her.

"It's fine, Bulma. Just focus on finding a cure. As darling has said, if anyone can do it, it's you." Makima gave her some encouragement before cutting off their communication.

"Thanks…" Bulma muttered. She looked to the other screens to see Krillin, Tien, and Chiaotzu dealing with an infestation of metallic bugs and animals. Then she saw the screen for the global map projection that she had launched into the atmosphere a few days ago. It allowed her to keep track of just how much of the world was still left before complete Metallization.

She's considered shutting it off multiple times as every glance at it just raises her stress levels astronomically. Bulma hasn't even allowed herself to sleep much as every second wasted sleeping was a second that could have been used to stop this apocalypse.

There really wasn't much time left. They had maybe…a day or two left before the world fully succumbs to this virus, by her estimation. There was only so much Goku and the others could do out there before potentially falling victim to the virus, even with their hazmat suits on.

Bulma was close, she knows she's close to figuring it out. Down to their basic components all viruses share similar pieces of genetic material, this Metal Virus wasn't that different. But the problem was that there was something about it that completely eluded modern medicine. Viruses sprout up all the time, constantly mutating to counteract whatever antibodies were trying to beat them down.

A piece, that's all she's missing, a piece to this long-complicated problem that would solve everything! She just didn't know what it was!

"BAH!"

Bulma blinked, recognizing that sound. She swivels in her chair to the entrance of her lab to see a small infant pushing the doors apart with his bare hands. An exasperated noise left her mouth at the sight of him. "Trunks…"

The bastard son of her and Vegeta giggled at his mother. "Bah! Bah! Bah!" He crawls towards her, clearly wanting attention from his mother. Bulma picks her baby up off the floor, cradling him on her lap. "Bah!"

"Trunks, Mommy's busy right now. She's trying to save the world, so that you can have a future to live."

"Bah?" He tilts his head, not understanding her.

Trunks has his father's eyes, a trait that she points out to herself every single time. While the small tuft of purple hair comes from her side of the family, his eyes were unmistakably the sign of Vegeta. Just thinking of that man irritates the shit out of her, the pompous jackass. Sleeps with her during a moment of weakness mutually shared, gets her pregnant, then leaves so much without a word.

And now, when she and Trunks could use his support the most, he was still nowhere in sight. But she would never hold any of Vegeta's choices against her son, it wasn't the boy's fault that his father was such an asshole. "Oh, Trunks, thank you for being here with me." Bulma smiles at her son. The baby babbled, pushing himself into his mother's chest for her warmth.

Suddenly, she could hear footsteps racing towards her lab. Bulma had a feeling she knew who it was and gave a glare when they arrived. Roshi, Yajirobe, Oolong, and Puar were breathing heavily. "T-there he is!" Oolong wheezed.

"Weren't you four supposed to be watching him?" Bulma narrows her eyes.

"T-that damn baby is faster than he looks!" Yajirobe defended himself. "And it's Roshi's fault anyway! He was trying to use your computers to look at X-rated sites!"

"Can an old man not indulge himself in times like these?!" Roshi yelled. "Besides, you and Oolong were looking too!"

"HUH?!" The samurai and pig shouted at him.

Bulma pinched the bridge of her nose. "Were any of you actually watching my son?"

"I was." Puar said. "I was trying to find his formula when he made his escape. Sorry, Bulma."

She smiled at her ex-boyfriend's best friend. "No worries, Puar. I know I can trust you." She glares at the other three. "These idiots, however," They cower under her anger.

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

Bulma turned away from her friends to look back at the Global Projection to see what was going on. Her confusion increased as the projection showed something was heading towards the Earth's outer atmosphere. At first, she thought it was Vegeta finally coming back, but the object was far too big to be the Capsule Corp ship he had taken.

Putting Trunks down, Bulma got right to accessing her computer to switch the feed to live footage from the satellite. She and the others stared in horror at the massive near planet-sized silver star that had arrived outside of their planet.

Suddenly, a massive horde of pods were fired out of the star to descend onto Earth. "Oh no…" Bulma muttered. The scientist quickly moved to alert the others of what was going on. As she was doing so, the scientist decided to try her luck again. She added Vegeta's ship to the call list to alert him on what's going on.

"I think that's all of them, Makima!" Goku announced to his wife. He's wearing the hazmat suit given to him by Bulma. He didn't like wearing it though, since it was a bit constricting of his body's movements. Goku wished that he could be immune to the virus like his wife and sisters-in-law.

Makima overlooked their work at sealing off the contaminated zoo animals. It had taken a bit but the mind controlled metal creatures were now locked away where they wouldn't be able to infect even more people or animals. "Good work, darling." She's wearing her work uniform, her trench coat was wrapped around her waist for easier maneuverability.

"Thanks. Do you think Gohan and the others are doing okay?" Goku asked.

"I'm sure they're doing fine." Makima assures him. She knows he's worried about their son and friends. Unlike Devils, the rest were all susceptible to falling victim to the virus. Gohan was an uncertainty, because of his mixed heritage, but she and Goku didn't want to take any risks. Thus, Gohan was forced to wear the hazmat suit if he wanted to help out. "We need to focus on keeping the zombies contained."

"Right." Goku said, then he pulled at his suit. "But can I just take this suit off already? It's uncomfortable."

"No, darling, or else you'll get infected. And the last thing we all need is a mind controlled Super Saiyan running around." Makima denies his request.

"Oh man…" Goku whines. Instead of focusing on his irritating suit, the Saiyan takes a moment to observe the state of their world. "Makima, what do you think of all this?"

"I think it's suspicious." She answers.

"How come?"

"Darling, this metal is unlike anything that exists on Earth. This world has some strange phenomena, but silver rain that can transmit organic and non-organic matter into metallic matter is possible. At first, I believed this to be the work of some Metal Devil that had grown powerful without my notice. However, something about that didn't add up."

"The level of fear needed, right?" Goku guesses.

"Exactly. Who on Earth could be so terrified of metal that they could cause a global pandemic of this scale. It simply didn't make sense, but now I'm starting to wonder if the cause of this virus didn't originate on Earth." Makima concludes.

"You mean…?"

"Yes, this has to be from-"

"GUYS!" Bulma shouts through her communicator.

"Jeez, Bulma! Why are you so loud?!" Goku complains a bit.

"Because this is huge! Listen up, there's some huge unidentified object that just entered our outer atmosphere! And it's sending down a bunch of unwanted guests!"

True to her words, the married couple turned to the sky to see dozens upon dozens of fiery objects crashing down on the Earth. Goku and Makima braced themselves as the winds kicked up from the impacts. There was a brief period of stillness as the dust settled, revealing to the married couple their true identities.

Standing from the various craters were cyclops guard-like machines. They are extremely large in size. True to their appearance, each one has a small head with a singular red eye and a heavily armored body. They have large torsos with elongated shoulder plates, long blaster arms with transforming appendages for gripping and fighting, and feet with large digits for walking and skidding across ground.

"What the heck are those?!" Goku asked.

Each cyclops raised their arms, initiating their turret blasters, and unloading their high-powered bullets at the metal zoo. The barrier used to trap the zombie animals came undone, releasing the rampaging animals back out into the world.

"Hey! That was our hard work!" Goku yelled.

Makima's eyes narrowed when she noticed how the cyclops weren't paying them any mind. "That's strange, why aren't they attacking us?"

"Apologies, but they're under my direct orders not to attack the ones responsible for my humiliating defeat unless told otherwise."

Goku and Makima's eyes widened at the familiar voice, though there was a robotic pitch to it compared to last time. Looking up into the sky to see a holographic screen being displayed all over the world with any organic life left. "Wait…you're…!"

"Yes, Saiyan, I live." The speaker was revealed to be none other than Cooler, Freeza's older brother. However, his appearance was vastly different compared to before. His body is now entirely mechanical, he is completely silver other than his eyes - which are identical to his original. The silver also has several shades depending on the portion of the body they were located, most being a darker shade, while his face, upper arms, and parts of his waist being of a lighter shade, in reference to the color scheme for his original body. "And I've never felt better!"

"How are you still alive? We threw you into the sun." Makima recalls Cooler's defeat from before.

"Yes, by all accounts, I should in fact be dead. Incinerated in the fires of your sun. But fate, it seems, saw fit that I'd have a second chance. And thanks to the power of the Big Gete Star, I have been reborn stronger and sleeker; new and improved, you might say." Cooler explains confidently.

"The Big Gete Star?" Goku questions.

"If that's the case, then I'd say it's appropriate to assume you're the cause behind this Metal Virus." Makima accuses the ex-tyrant.

"Is that what you're calling it? Appropriate. Yes, I am the one responsible for your planet's soon-to-be metalization. I hope you can forgive the abruptness of it, but there wasn't much time to plan a welcoming party." Cooler stands from his throne. "You see, with the power of the Big Gete Star I shall reclaim my rightful place as ruler of the universe. And Earth shall serve as a wonderful test of my new power, and the burial ground of all those who dare to oppose me!"

The cyclops machines activated their jet boosters, barreling off into the sky. Cooler chuckled humorlessly. "And my Cyclopian Guards will ensure that any organic life still prospering on this soon-to-be metal planet shall be…reeducated."

Goku's aura flared to life. "As if we'll let that happen!" He dashed towards a group of guards, releasing a barrage of KI blasts to blow them apart. Makima created barriers to prevent the robotic guards from getting any further away from their location. She increased the gravity, crushing the bots effortlessly.

Unfortunately for them both, the Cyclopian Guards' remains joined back together, reforming back to their original states. "Wait, what?!" Goku cried. "How did they do that?!"

"Hah! Defeating my Cyclopian Guards is going to take far more than that. Of course, if you wish to stop them quicker then you'll just have to defeat me, Super Saiyan." Cooler challenges.

Goku takes the offer immediately. "Really? All I have to do is beat you for this to stop?"

"Yes! I'll even lead you to my current location on this planet." After he said that, a sun-like beacon appeared in the sky, cluing Goku in on where Cooler was. "Don't leave me waiting." Cooler ends the transmission.

"Heh! Alright, then! I'm all psyched up!" Goku tears off the top of his hazmat suit, revealing his orange GI was underneath.

"Darling, wait! He's setting a trap!" Makima tried to stop him. She grabbed the torn pieces of his hazmat suit, piercing them back together. "And put your suit back on before-"

"Sorry, Makima, but we don't have much of a choice! I know you'll come up with something, though, you always do!" Goku takes off before Makima could stop him, leaving his wife alone with the Cyclopian Guards.

"Darling!" She tries to follow after him, but several wires are fired off at her, trapping the woman's limbs in place. Makima rolls her eyes. "Oh, so now you target me."

A plethora of missiles and bullets are launched at her, exploding apart the very air with numerous shockwaves.

Goku arrives at Cooler's location, touching down on the roof of the building. "I'm here just like you asked, Cooler!"

Turning around, Cooler's feet loudly clanked against the metal casing beneath his feet. Cooler smiled pleasingly at his beloved enemy. "Ah, so nice to see you face-to-face again, Super Saiyan."

The Earthly Saiyan looked over the Cold's newest body. "I gotta say, seeing your new body up close makes me realize how shiny it is."

Cooler chuckled at him. "Yes, the pristine and refined metal does have a shine to it. But I assure you, this is far more than a new paint job. My body is far stronger than it ever was prior. Feel free to call this form of mine, Meta-Cooler."

"Eh, I'll just keep calling you Cooler." Goku responded.

"So, be it. What you call me matters little since you'll be dead soon enough." Cooler's dark words didn't even make the Saiyan flinch.

"We'll see about that." Goku refutes, daringly. The two mighty warriors prepare themselves for battle, taking different stances. The moment of silence was broken by Cooler's charge, his form fizzing out of sight. Goku anticipated his opponent's strike, blocking the metal fists that struck at him. He continues blocking Cooler's onslaught, noting the weight of Cooler's punches were far heavier than he was expecting. However, that weight did nothing in slowing down the Cold's speed.

Their hands clash, trapped in an equal struggle. The roof beneath them caved from the pressure of their power, neither of the two giving an inch to their opponent. Goku made the choice of trying to headbutt his enemy, which proved to be stupid. Cooler's metal skull was far too tough for that strat to work. Seeing that his opponent was reeling from the pain, Cooler broke his hands free to lodge his fist in the Saiyan's stomach. Goku bowled over to receive an elbow strike into his back that sent him crashing through several metallic floors.

Recovering, the Saiyan pushed himself off the ground to avoid Cooler's downward kick impact. The Cold pushed out his hand, releasing an invisible force that blew Goku across the street. As the Saiyan crashed into the opposite building the metal monster dashed forward. Quickly acting, Goku puts his fingers to his forehead to vanish before Cooler could strike him again.

Instead of acting surprised, Cooler smirks at the familiar technique. Green energy sparks in his eyes before everything around him freezes. He stands up straight, shifting his eyes to the side to see Goku's fist inches from his face. Cooler points his finger right between Goku's eyes, a small bubble of energy sparking to life. "I could put this beam through your skull right now…" However, he cancels the attack and pulls back his fist. "But that would be too easy. I still need you alive, after all." Cooler's fist crashes against Goku's face.

Time resumes and the Saiyan suddenly finds himself spiraling through the street. He bounces against the silver ground before colliding with a deformed car. Goku coughs out blood, wincing from the pain that stings his face. "W-what happened?!" At first, he used his Instant Transmission to gain an advantage, and then the next second was sent flying. "Was he moving too fast for me to see or something?" Getting back up, Goku got his bearings back together to continue the battle. However, a sharp pain coursed through his body.

"G-grah!" Falling to his knees, Goku could feel his lungs freezing up on him. He could see bits of silver building up on his limbs since he came into contact with the metal. "T-the virus…!" The metallic matter was eroding his body and mind at an alarming rate.

"Well would you look at that?" Cooler stepped into view, mocking his downed enemy. "Even the mighty Super Saiyan can catch a cold."

"Y-you-GUAH!" Goku coughed out blood, the crimson liquid was mixed with tiny bits of metal. He could feel his senses growing duller by the second. He had to do something, or he was going to become a zombie. Fortunately, to his surprise, the pain of the virus started to subside completely, returning his body back to its normal state. Goku stood up with a confused gaze. "Huh? How did-"

"Who do you think?" Cooler took his attention.

"...You saved me?"

"Only because it would be dishonorable to win by letting the virus beat you. I have to repay you for the humiliating defeat you gave me before." Cooler explained.

"I see." Goku rolls his shoulders, getting the blood rushing through his body again. "That means you have full control over the virus, right?"

"As I said before, I created this virus through the use of the Big Gete Star. Its very structure is similar to the material that makes up my new body. If I wanted, I could free this planet from all of the metallic matter that's about to consume it."

"I get it. That means beating you will free the Earth and everyone on it." Goku reaches a conclusion.

"Exactly."

"But how do I know you won't use the virus in my body to give yourself an advantage? Your brother certainly wouldn't hesitate." Goku accuses.

Cooler's eyes narrow at the mention of his deceased brother. "Weren't you listening, fool? Where's the satisfaction if I can't tear the life from your body with this power?"

"Good, I just wanted to make sure! HYAAAAH!" Goku releases a shout, his white aura transitions into a golden light. His hair sticks up into its golden color to represent his ascension into a Super Saiyan. As his bangs sways in front of his irises, their hue shifts from black to teal.

"Finally! The power of the Super Saiyan makes its appearance!" Cooler's eyes looked downright hungry at the sight of the transformation.

"Alright, Cooler! Time for round 2! Don't blame me when that new body of yours gets thrashed!" Goku declared.

"Trust me, Super Saiyan, this body is the least of your worries!"

"TRI-BEAM!"

"KAMEHAMEHA!"

"DODON RAY!"

Cyclopian Guards were blown to pieces by the triple attack from the Z-Fighters, however, the machines' immortal nature made their efforts useless. The guards converged on the humans, attacking them with a simultaneous assault.

"Dammit! At this rate, we're not gonna last!" Tien cursed as he fended off his opponents. Bullets tore through his suit, exposing his skin. "Damn!" He tears off his hazmat suit as there was no point in wearing it anymore.

"T-TIEN!"

The triclops turned to see his best friend being grabbed by one of the guards. Chiaotzu's suit had been removed, exposing his skin to the virus. As the metal corrupted his skin, the small human reached for his friend. "T-Tien…"

"CHIAOTZU!" Tien blasted forth at terminal velocity to save his friend. However, several guards got in his way, tackling the human out of the air. Tien crashed into the ground, struggling to remove his robotic tormentors as the virus started to invade his body. He thrashed about to throw them off, but more and more guards joined the tackle to bury him in metal.

Krillin watched helplessly as his allies fell in battle once again. "N-no way…! Tien! Chiaotzu!" The monk tried to get away to find help, but he was suddenly surrounded on all sides. What made it even worse was that his friends joined the machines, now turned into metal zombies. He was completely helpless as they all jumped him. All that could be heard were Krillin's final screams.

"Gah! You really were a useless sack of shit!" War cursed as she kicked the zombified Yamcha away. She unloaded a ballista's worth of bullets into the oncoming storm of guards that were joining the ex-bandit in trying to kill her. "You bastards are going to need far more than this if you want to kill me!"

As if responding to her, more and more guards emerged from the ground. The armada sized batch of Cyclopian Guards, alongside Yamcha, stood against the single War Devil. She threw her gun away in favor of dual katanas, KI swimming through the simmering blades. "I'll have to deal with Control's bullshit if I kill the bandit, but there's nothing against turning him into a cripple! As for the rest of you, I have more than enough energy to turn you all into sashimi!"

Shockwaves shook the city as Goku and Cooler continued their brutal dance. Buildings collapsed when the fiercest in the universe clashed through each wall that crossed their paths. Goku expertly weaved and countered every attack thrown his way, but the metallic Cold rebounded from each attack easily. His body proved sturdy enough where even Goku's attacks in his Super Saiyan form weren't dealing permanent damage.

Blazing hot energy sliced through the city, Goku evaded the attack only for Cooler to teleport behind him. His metal leg smashed into his ribs, blowing him through several buildings. Goku corrects himself, spinning to anticipate Cooler's next attack. The Saiyan deflects a punch, then assaults his enemy with his own rush of blows. He kicks him away and builds up a burst of energy to propel himself forward with blazing speed. Cooler is too late to react and cries out when Goku tears through half of his torso.

Goku rolls across the ground, coming to a complete stop to check the damage on Cooler. To his shock, he watches as the ex-tyrant's body regenerates from the should-be-fatal wound. "You can regenerate too?!"

"Are you really that stupid that you failed to even comprehend that possibility?" Cooler insults him. His body finishes recovering, and he flexes his fingers to test their flexibility. "The Big Gete Star allows me to recover from attacks that would have proved fatal for someone of organic matter! Killing me won't be so simple!"

Goku charges forward to strike him again, but Cooler vanishes with a green flash. "What?!" Suddenly, he felt something grab his leg and looked back to see the metal hand of Cooler. The Cold swings him around like a lasso before smashing him into the ground. Goku bounces up, allowing Cooler to spin the fool around by bashing his sides with his knee. He kicks Goku away then bursts forward to land several devastating blows. Before he could go flying again, Cooler grabs him by the throat.

"Well, would you look at that, the mighty Super Saiyan is nothing compared to my newfound power." He increases his grip around Goku's throat, causing him to scream. To make it even more enjoyable, Cooler initiates the Metal Virus in the Saiyan's body. "While I said I wouldn't use it to turn the tides in my favor, there's nothing against using it to make you suffer as much as I want!"

"A-A-AAAAHHHHHHHH!" Goku screams out, struggling to break free from the metal claws of death.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you just yet. I have something else in mind for-gah!" He's interrupted by a white boot smashing into his face. Cooler's hold on Goku releases, dropping the Earthly Saiyan down to the ground. The virus subsides as well, allowing Goku to breathe freely once more.

Touching down between the two was the Saiyan Prince himself. Vegeta glared hatefully at the last member of the family that tormented his deceased race. "The only one who's going to kill Kakarot is me, got it?! All else who dares will get a one-way ticket straight to hell!"

"V-Vegeta?!" Goku gasped.

Cooler gets up from the ground, snapping his neck back in place. He hadn't seen the attack coming but he had to commend the strength of the interloper. His eyes narrowed slightly as he examined Vegeta's appearance. "Ah, you're Vegeta IV, correct?"

"Heh! At least you're not ignorant to the royalty that stands before you." Vegeta smirked.

"Yes, the royalty to a bygone race of monkeys." Cooler's degrading remark wiped the smirk from Vegeta's face.

"The Saiyan race may not be as numerous as it once was, but that blood still proudly flows through my veins! And it'll be me who brings the last remnants of Freeza's family to an end!" Vegeta declared. His muscles tensed as he drew upon the legendary power that dwelled deep within his soul. "HYAAAH!" Just like Goku, the power of a Super Saiyan sparked to life from the prince.

"Another Super Saiyan?!" Cooler exclaimed. He had believed there was only one version of his mortal enemy, but now he had two Super Saiyans right in front of him. Instead of fear or anger, Cooler's eyes laid hungrily upon them both. "Two Super Saiyans, yes, yes this is perfect."

"Smile while you can, because I'm going to be wiping the smirk right off of you!" Vegeta shifts to charge forward.

"Vegeta, wait! Cooler has-"

"I already know about the situation, Kakarot! Just stay out of my way!" Vegeta kicks his rival out of the way, then lunges for Cooler. The Cold evades his initial punch and counters by slugging the prince across the jaw. Vegeta goes flying back through the city until he flips himself right. His feet kick off a building as he soars back into battle.

Cooler levitates backwards as he evades Vegeta's relentless barrage of blows. He pushes the prince's arm aside to bury his fist in his stomach. Vegeta lurches over, but uses this moment to fire off a KI blast into Cooler's body to knock him back. Once Cooler crashed into another building, Vegeta built up a storm of energy in his palms and released them in a fierce volley of KI blasts.

This method proved fruitless when Cooler teleports next to him with a strong punch to Vegeta's jaw. Cooler teleports above him to smash his feet down into the Saiyan's sternum hard enough to cave the ground beneath them. Before Vegeta could recover, Cooler prepares to fire off a Death Beam straight between his eyes.

Luckily for the prince, Goku teleports between them, kicking the Cold's hand away. His other leg struck Cooler's neck to knock him off of Vegeta. Goku cartwheels for a moment to flip over Cooler to land another strike into his back. However, the metal alien teleports away with that same strange green flash.

Clicking his tongue, Goku quickly presses his fingers to his forehead. He may not know what that teleportation ability was, but he had no choice but to lock onto Cooler's energy quickly and chase after him.

Vegeta clamors to his feet to see both Goku and Cooler were nowhere in sight. He scans for their energy, noting that the two were teleporting all over the city far too quickly for him to lock on properly. Cursing his inability to use a similar technique, Vegeta focuses his senses to anticipate their next appearance. As soon as he felt their signature appear to his life, energy surged to life within his palm. "BIG BANG ATTACK!" He cries launching his latest signature move in their direction. The attack exploded, destroying most of the city in the blink of an eye.

"Hah! Did that kill them both-"

CRACK!

A girlish wheeze springs from his throat as Cooler suddenly appears with a kick straight to his crotch. Vegeta's body bent over the metal leg and went flying away from the newly added nutcracker. Goku appeared in time and caught Vegeta in his arms bridal style. "Whoo! I got you, Vegeta! I guess it's a good thing you already had Trunks, huh?"

If the prince was capable of uttering a word at the moment, he would've told Goku to fuck off.

Seeing his opponents were distracted, Cooler locked onto them with his targeting system. He raised a finger to unleash a very small beam of orbs that connected to the Saiyans. Neither Goku nor Vegeta had any time to react before each of the tiny orbs exploded violently, engulfing them completely.

"DAMMIT!" Piccolo removed his hazmat suit; the protection was no longer helpful. He threw out a storm of KI blasts to keep the Cyclopian Guards back. However, just like the rest, their bodies reconstructed back to their previous states. "These things won't stay down! They're worse than those zombies!"

"Mr. Piccolo, what do we do?!" Gohan asked.

Piccolo turned his gaze to his student, then back to the approaching army. At this rate there was no way they'd be able to beat these things before growing too exhausted. As much as he hated it, their only option left was to escape and regroup. But these guards won't let them leave so easily unless… "Fami!"

"Yes?" Fami appeared, still eating her chips.

"Get Gohan out of here and go find Makima! Goku's off fighting Cooler, so there's no need to worry about him!" Piccolo ordered. He could also sense Vegeta's energy in that battle as well, so that was hopefully a sign of them having a chance.

"Alright." Fami agreed.

"What?! But we can't leave you here! You'll-"

"As your teacher, do as I say or else!" Piccolo roared, making Gohan flinch. "Get him out of here, now!"

Fami grabbed her nephew, locking him under her arms. Gohan tried to break free, but his aunt was using all of her strength to keep him locked in place. She didn't look back as she took off towards her sister, Gohan screaming loudly. "MR. PICCOLO!"

His student's cries rang in his ears as he tried to focus on his potentially last battle. The Namekian warrior chuckled softly to himself. "If your Father and Vegeta fail, then you're our last hope, Gohan." Piccolo said.

"HRAAAAAH!" His battle cry filled the air as he dashed towards the guards. Piccolo tore through the guards as much as possible before the Metal Virus made contact with his skin, corrupting his body.

Above on Kami's Lookout, the old guardian let out a terrible chuckle as he felt the fate of his other half. He grips his heart, falling to his knees with loud coughs.

"Kami!" Mr. Popo rushes to his side.

"Stop, Mr. Popo! G-get any closer…and it'll get you too…" Kami warns him.

"But, Kami-"

"It looks like the Earth might be finished for good this time…" The old guardian smiles painfully. His eyes traced along Earth below, looking crestfallen as the planet's defenders were falling one-by-one. "I can only hope…that Goku and those who remain will figure something out…" Kami coughs out some blood. "T-the Dragon Balls won't be here to save them this…time…" The virus fully corrodes his body, turning him into a zombie.

"KAMI!"

From the rubble of the decimated city, Goku and Vegeta struggled to rise to their feet. Metallic footsteps drew their attention, eyes locking onto the one that's been beating them senseless. Cooler smiled sadistically as he clearly planned to continue beating them down for his own amusement.

"D-dammit all! The bastard's toying with us!" Vegeta grits his teeth.

"A sturdy metal body, regeneration, and infinite stamina…hehe!" Goku giggles a bit.

"What the hell are you laughing about?!"

"Just thinking about how tough Cooler has gotten. If the situation wasn't so bad, I think I'd be able to have fun." Goku explained his mood. "Vegeta, I got an idea. But we've got to work together."

"Tch…! Fine!" The prince agreed, begrudgingly.

Cooler stops his march when both Saiyans rush at him together. He holds himself in place to block their attack. However, he didn't expect them to suddenly increase their speed at the very last second before collision. Goku and Vegeta tore through his metal body almost like it was tissue paper. While his body was quickly working to reform itself, the Saiyans took this chance to strike.

"VEGETA, NOW!"

"SHUT UP!"

"HRAAAAAAAH!"

The Super Saiyans used everything they could in a combined assault of blasts to erase every last piece of Cooler's body. The Cold could do nothing but take the barrage, his cries drowned out by the KI blasts. Neither of them stopped until they were completely certain that Cooler had been wiped out of existence.

Goku and Vegeta collapsed onto the ground, dropping back down to their base states. Exhausted breaths heaved from their chests. "See…teamwork isn't so bad…"

"Just shut up…" Vegeta replied.

"Heh… I guess things should be getting back to normal soon. We managed to beat him, after all." Goku said.

"Did you really think you'd win that easily?"

The Saiyans flinched at Cooler's voice, heads swiveling to see the last of the Cold Clan standing above them from a rooftop. There wasn't a single scratch on that pristine body of his from their previous skirmish.

"H-how are you…?!" Goku asked, horrified.

"Didn't I tell you, Super Saiyan? That body was the least of your worries." Cooler raised his arm up. Responding to his motion, the metal all around them started to gravitate upwards, the round liquid-like substance morphed themselves into exact replicas of Cooler. And that number kept increasing by the second, leaving the Saiyans surrounded by 10,000 copies of Meta-Cooler.

"What the hell is going on here?!" Vegeta cried.

"To ease your pitiful minds, allow me to explain." The leading Cooler stepped forward. "The Big Gete Star has allowed me to cheat the concept of death itself! No matter how many versions of me you destroy, another shall rise to take its place!"

Rather than wallow in despair, the last of their kind stood up to meet the challenge head on. "I guess we've got no choice, huh?" Goku smiles, lopsidedly

"As I'll just sit and die like a dog!" Vegeta snarled.

"GET THEM!" Cooler ordered his clones. All 10,000 Meta-Coolers lunged for the Saiyans.

Goku and Vegeta reached deep within, calling for their Super Saiyan forms once more. Their hair and aura exploded with a golden burst of light. "HYAAAAAAAAAAH!" The Super Saiyans met their foes head on with an explosive clash.

Makima released a powerful burst of force, crushing the metal beneath her. Cyclopian Guards were unable to do anything against her powers. As effortlessly as she was with taking them down, there wasn't much she could do to slow them down. The guards just kept regenerating and growing from the metallic matter that was corrupting their world. "I can't waste any more time here…! Gohan and darling need me!"

Coming up with a different idea, Makima created a widespread barrier to push down against the metallic matter. She kept the force going, noticing that the guards were having a harder time recovering with constant pressure being applied to them. But she couldn't move from this area if she wanted to keep it this way. It required too much focus for her to split her attention too much.

"MOM!"

She looked over to see her son and sister rushing over to her. Relief washed over the Control Devil at the sight of her baby being okay. "Gohan!"

"I'm here too."

Makima ignored her sister as her son wrapped her up in a hug. His eyes were brimming with tears of pain and anger. "M-Mom! Mr. Piccolo sacrificed himself to save us! H-he…!"

Cursing inwardly, the Control Devil now needed to come up with a new place since the Dragon Balls were no longer an option. But first her son needed her care. "Gohan, it'll be okay."

"B-but…"

"Piccolo sacrificed himself for you again, because he trusts that you'll survive. You have to honor that by making sure no one else ends up just like him, okay?" She could see her words having an effect on him. Gohan quickly dried his tears, puffing himself up to look like a big strong boy.

"Y-yes, Mom!"

"Good! Then listen up, I have a plan." Makima announced. "Right now, darling and Vegeta are fighting Cooler."

"Vegeta's here too?!" Gohan tries to sense their energy, but he comes up blank. Panic enters his heart immediately. "I-I can't sense Dad or Vegeta!"

"I know, Gohan. Don't panic, okay? They aren't dead, because I can still sense them. They're no longer on the planet." She looks up, drawing their attention to the huge planet-sized moon in the sky.

"Cooler took them up there, didn't he?" Fami guessed.

"Whatever he's doing requires them both alive. I figured it out from the way he was luring darling into a trap. If he just wanted them dead, then there would have been no point in being dramatic about it." Makima explained.

"Then we have to hurry and save them!"

"And how do you plan on getting into space?" Makima keeps her son from doing something stupid. "For now, we have to leave them to it. I need you two to get to Capsule Corp. If we want even the smallest chance of turning things around against Cooler, we need Bulma to finish that cure. These guards are targeting all organic matter left."

"Which means Bulma and the others are in danger!" Gohan realized.

"Exactly! Now get moving!" Makima ordered.

"But what about you, Mom?!"

"I'm going to attempt to slow these things down! Just move!" She ordered once more. Gohan and Fami listened, blasting off towards Capsule Corp. With them gone, Makima extended her barrier even further to cover more of the planet. Sweat poured down her face from the exerted effort.

Capsule Corp, much like the others, was faring no better against Cooler's forces. Cyclopian Guards tore through the compound, turning any and all organic life into zombies. Bulma held her son close as she tried to stay guarded in her lab.

Roshi and Yajirobe were doing their best to fend off the guards, but it was only a matter of time before they would fall in battle. Oolong and Puar were keeping close, clearly scared out of their minds.

"Come on…! Come on…! There has to be something I can do here!" Bulma continued looking over the formula, trying to figure out some way to undo the metallic matter. "Just one piece, what's the last piece?!"

BOOM!

Trunks started crying from all of the loud noise going on outside, causing her to divert her focus to him. Bulma was trying her best to quell his fears but the noises were getting louder and destructive. Suddenly, the roof of the lab was blown open to reveal several Cyclopian Guards looming above them.

"We're gonna die! We're gonna die!" Oolong cried.

"Yamcha, save us!" Puar screamed.

Bulma tossed a wrench at the guards. "Leave us alone, already!" The object clunked uselessly against their bodies, but it did place their attention on her. Her eyes widened and she turned her body to guard Trunks from their incoming attack.

"MASKENKO-HAAAA!"

A yellow beam tore through the guards, blowing them away. Eyes looked up in cheer to see Gohan and Fami descend into the lab. "Bulma! Trunks! Everyone!" Gohan exclaimed.

"Gohan! Fami!" Bulma cheered.

"Seems you all managed to survive." Fami said.

"What about Goku and the others?! We all heard that announcement!" Puar asked.

Gohan explained the situation quickly, telling the most important details to them. Bulma's eyes widened to hear that Vegeta had come back to Earth to help them. It made her wonder if he had gotten her messages. She gave her son a small squeeze as she thought about him. "Vegeta…"

"Bulma! Please tell me you have that cure ready!" Gohan inquired, impatiently.

"I'm trying, but there's a piece to the puzzle missing! If there was just something that could-" A barrage of bullets rained down from above. Fami swallowed the bullets, then fired them back out at the guards. Bulma's eyes widened at the sight of the guards' bodies regenerating from the wound. An idea hatching in that brain of hers. "That's it! That's the piece!"

"What are you talking about now?" Oolong asked.

"Gohan! Fami! Get me a piece of those guards!" Bulma commanded.

The boy's eyes widened. "Wait, are you saying…?"

"Yeah! I think I've figured out a way to take out this virus once and for all!" Bulma exclaimed.

"Please…"

"W-what…?" Goku's vision was hazy, his body burning from the pain.

"You have to stop him. If he continues to use the Master Emerald's power for evil…"

"W-who are you…"

"Remember…" A transparent young girl in tribal garb appeared in front of him. "The servers are the 7 Chaos. Chaos is power... Power enriched by the heart. The controller is the one that unifies the Chaos."

She vanished from his sight, allowing Goku's senses to fully return to him. He realizes that he and Vegeta are no longer on Earth. They were both strung up by several hundred wires, trapped with nowhere else to go. Their surroundings were pitch black, but the sounds of technology could be heard. "W-where are we?! Where's… Cooler?"

"An interesting question, Saiyan, but one with a simple answer. Look right in front of you." Cooler answered. The Saiyans looked at the glowing ball of light in front of them. The light dimmed to reveal what it actually was.

Stuck in place across from them was Cooler's massively sized head, barely stitched together by mechanical parts, making it a cross between organic and non-organic. "This is what's left of my true body."

"W-what?" Goku was confused.

"You see, somewhere deep in space there was a single sentient computer chip. A device capable of absorbing and creating metallic and technological matter. The chip had eventually found my remains, fusing with it to resurrect me from my near dead state. My consciousness fused with the chip of the Big Gete Star, transforming me into the Big Gete Star. However, as it turns out, as powerful as this chip is, it was finite." Cooler's eyes illuminated green, catching Goku's attention.

"Wait, that glow! You've been doing it this whole time!" Goku exclaimed.

"Yes, that would be my secondary power source, a jewel capable of producing cosmic energy unheard of." The panels behind Cooler opened up to reveal the green illuminating glow of the huge jewel. "A legendary artifact said to have been lost to time was found by me. With it, I was able to fuel the Big Gete Star into creating the Metal Virus that now destroys your home alongside guaranteeing the immortality of my machines."

Goku's eyes widened at the sight of the jewel, words from before echoed in his mind. "I-is this what that girl was talking about? The…emerald?"

"With the use of this jewel and the Big Gete Star, I plan to create the perfect, supreme body that is fit to rule the universe!" A pillar shoots up between them to show the body of which Cooler was speaking about. It resembled his Meta Cooler's in scheme and material but had the design of his last transformation.

"T-tch…! If that's all you wanted, then why are we still alive?" Vegeta demanded. "Just to gloat?"

"Well, yes, but you see I am after your power as well. Why stop at just two power sources when I can also acquire the mighty power of not one but TWO Super Saiyans!"

"What-GRAAAAAAAH!" Suddenly, the wires started to painfully drain their energy. Goku and Vegeta screamed loudly, which was music to Cooler's ears.

"HA HA HA HA HA HA! WONDERFUL! WONDERFUL! HOW DOES IT FEEL KNOWING THAT YOUR POWER IS GOING TO CONTRIBUTE TO THE DOMINATION OF YOUR PLANET AND COUNTLESS OTHERS?!" Cooler savored his victory, mocking the Saiyans. He continued draining them until there wasn't anything left, their hair turning back to its original black. Both go limp, hanging silently in their ensnarement. "Heh! And thus begins the Age of Meta-Cooler…"

WARNING! WARNING! WARNING!

"What?! What do you mean 'warning'?!" Cooler brought up a holographic screen to see what was possibly going wrong. His eyes widened at the sight of the terraformed Earth reverting back to its original state. "WHAT THE HELL?! How is it that the power of my Metal Virus is being undone?!" He enhanced the image to see just how it was even possible- "IS SHE EATING THE FUCKING METAL?!"

As much as he would want it to be improbable, Cooler could only watch in horror as Fami was quite literally digesting the metallic matter that had been coating the planet seconds prior. The speed she was going was quite literally terrifying. The entire planet would be freed from his virus in less than a few minutes if she wasn't stopped. "Not now, not when I'm so close to my victory! Stop her! Kill that gluttonous woman before it's too late!" Cooler ordered all of his guards and clones to descend upon the planet to tear that woman to shreds.

The armada of Meta Coolers and Cyclopian Guards descended towards the Famine Devil to stop her. Each one was about to blow her away with a joint blast attack until a barrier smashed into them, crushing half of the army.

Makima appeared, clapping her hands to continue smashing the guards and Coolers to pieces. "Not a single one of you is getting past this point!"

A Cooler mockingly laughed at her. "And do you think you alone is enough to stop all of us! More and more will just appear to crush you!"

"THEN HOW ABOUT US?!" Piccolo's foot smashed into Cooler's face, blowing him aside. The clone easily recovered, scoffing at the Namekian's attack.

"Did you really think an attack like that would-would-would-w-" Cracks appeared along his face. The cracks grew at a rapid pace all over his body before the clone exploded into nothing but ash.

"What?!" Another clone cried. "How was that possible?!"

Makima's hand stabbed through the clone's chest, killing that one permanently as well. "Nothing you need to worry about. Just know that your virus is no longer an issue."

"DESTRUCTO-DISC!"

"KAMEHAMEHA!"

"TRI-BEAM!"

"DODON RAY!"

"MASENKO-HA!"

A rainstorm of attack devastated the army of Coolers and guards, shrinking the number more and more. Next a shadow sliced through the metal monsters like a phantom, War's blades were invisible as they claimed victim as victim.

The Z-Fighters and two-of-the-four Horsemen stood side-by-side against Cooler's forces. Makima stood in front of Earth's forces as the leader, she pointed her finger gun directly at a frozen clone. "As I said, not a single one of you is getting past this point."

"Alright! It's working!" Bulma cheered alongside her friends. "Take that, you stupid metal bastards!"

"Can you remind the class what that cure does again?" Oolong asked.

Bulma rolled her eyes. "The cure reverses the effects of the metallic matter in both organic and non-organic matter. It's why Fami's currently eating the metal, her metabolism combined with the cure completely nullifies it. For the others, now that the cure is in their system, they can destroy the virus completely by touching it or anyone carrying it." Bulma explained.

"In that case we have this thing won, don't we?" Yajirobe assumed.

"Not quite…" Roshi sighed.

"Master Roshi is right, guys." Bulma picked up her son, holding him close. "This isn't over until the source is destroyed completely. And the only ones that can pull that off are…" She and the others looked into the sky, staring at the Big Gete Star.

"NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! DAMMIT!" Cooler rages loudly as he watches the feed of Earth's defenders decimating his army. His virus was no longer working on them, and they were completely negating the regenerative properties of the Big Gete Star. "All units, tear those bastards apart! No…better yet, I'll just get rid of the entire planet! Yes, yes, that's a far better idea!" His eyes turned back to the limp Saiyans. "In fact, I'll just use your energy to do so! Feel privileged that it'll be your fault that your planet will be history!"

"G-g-g…gruh…" Goku coughed, his body twitching.

"Hm? So, you're still alive? That must mean you still have more energy for me to use." Cooler was about to activate the wires again until Goku raised his arms. "An attack?"

"T-the 7 Emeralds…are the servers…"

Cooler narrowed his eyes, missing the way the massive emerald's light flickered.

Vegeta's arms raised next. "Chaos is power…"

"Power enriched by the heart…"

When the humming from the emerald grew louder, Cooler turned his head around to see the green jewel vibrating. His mind flashed back to his quest through the ruins back when he found the emerald. The words being uttered by the Saiyans were the exact same as the ones transcribed in the ruins. The ones he had disregarded as dribble. "No…! I know those words!"

Goku and Vegeta's heads shot up, their eyes flickering between black and red. "THE CONTROLLER SERVES TO UNIFY THE CHAOS!"

SHATTER!

The Master Emerald shattered, revealing smaller, seven different colored jewels.

Blue.

Red.

Purple.

Cyan.

Green.

Yellow.

White.

The mystical artifacts flew past Cooler to circle around the Saiyans. Each jewel illuminates one-by-one as their power was brought to life by the ancient prayer.

From above the tribal girl smiled at the righteous hearts that had taken control of the power of the jewels. "Thank you. Use the Chaos Emeralds righteously."

Golden light exploded violently, nearly blinding the body-less Cooler. He was left to stare in horror at the Saiyans that had stolen his power.

The fighting on Earth paused when a light brighter than the sun itself damn near eclipsed the planet. Makima smiled pleasantly when she felt the rejuvenated power of Goku and Vegeta. She didn't know what this new power source was, but whatever it was held unimaginable strength. "Get him, darling."

Back at Capsule Corp, Bulma was the same. "You got this, Vegeta!"

Vegeta tightened his gloves.

Goku cracked his knuckles.

Much like their Super Saiyan states, the two were bathed in a bright golden hue. Their hairs were bright yellow, eyes ruby red, and cosmic energy flowed through their bodies.

"Gotta say, this power feels awesome! I feel like all the power that was drained from me is back like it never left!" Goku exclaimed. "I'm as light as a feather!"

"Fool, you can stay here and admire yourself all you want! I'm killing Cooler myself!" Vegeta declared.

"No way, Vegeta, you're not hogging this fight!" Goku argued. The two glared at one another until a furious, guttural scream shook the star.

"GRAAAAAAAAAAAH!" The Saiyans stopped their bickering when they saw the look of fury in Cooler's eyes. "You dare…! You stupid monkeys dare to get in my way again! You and your wretched planet will be burned to the ground!" His eyes glowed again, activating another feature of his. The Cold's consciousness was transferred from his large head into his 'ultimate' body.

The new and improved Meta-Cooler glared hatefully at his sworn enemies. "So be it, SUPER Saiyans! I may not have the power of the jewel anymore, but I still have your 'Super Saiyan' essence to call my own! HRAAAAAH!" Cooler's power exploded exponentially, surging just as brightly as their own. His silver look was replaced by a completely yellowish color-scheme.

Vegeta snarled at the last of the Cold Clan. "You think using our power will be enough to kill us?!"

"Oh, it shall! And I'll be taking those jewels back after I tear them away from your corpses!" Cooler declared, his mask forming over his mouth to complete his look. "THE END HAS COME!"

Goku smirked, taking a stance. "Alright, Cooler! This'll be the final battle! No holding back!"

Vegeta dashes forward first as Cooler lurches in to meet the Saiyan for a clash. The princes of two dynasties engage in a fierce struggle that cripples the area around them. Vegeta blows Cooler away, following it up with a chase. He lays a devastating combo on the metal body until the ex-tyrant elbows his jaw hard enough to knock him back.

Goku rolls in, shoving Cooler through several walls of the Big Gete Star. He lands a few blows into Cooler's face, then sledgehammers him into the floor. Goku's downward kick misses when Cooler leans his body to the side. He attempts to impale the Saiyan with his tail, only for Goku's aura to block the strike. "What?!"

The prince smashes down into him, barreling him through several layers of floors. Cooler grabs the pieces of Vegeta's armor, throwing him off. He fires off a round of consecutive Death Beams to fatally wound the prince. Vegeta deflects each one, then releases a barrage of blasts of his own that Cooler was forced to block. Goku teleports behind the Cold to fire his own big blast that sandwiches Cooler between their attacks.

The dust settles when they stop, revealing that Cooler had protected himself with an energy barrier. All three ignite their auras, Goku and Vegeta charge at Cooler, who gladly fends them both off simultaneously. They were like fireworks, flashing all over the interior of the Big Gete Star, decimating the mechanical star with each clash.

Cooler kicks Vegeta away, then blocks several attacks from Goku. He opens his palm, blowing the Saiyan back into Vegeta. Igniting on the tip of Cooler's finger was a Supernova, without a care for his beloved star, the Cold fired it off to incinerate his enemies.

A massive explosion blew a gigantic hole in the star, two golden streaks flying out of it and into the void of space. Goku and Vegeta stopped themselves. The Earthly Saiyan realized they were no longer inside where there was oxygen. "Oh crap! We can't breathe in space, Vegeta!"

"Moron! Are you even paying attention?!" Vegeta yelled at his rival. Goku blinked at him before realizing that his rival wasn't suffocating to death.

"Huh? We're, okay?" Goku looks down at his hands. "Wow! We're breathing in space!"

"Of course!" Cooler floated down across from them. "The power of those jewels seemingly allows one to breathe in the vacuum of space! I had hoped if the explosion didn't kill you, then the lack of oxygen would."

"Heh! Your little plan failed, Cooler!" Goku laughs.

"Dumbass! This just means I can't take sweet enjoyment beating that power out of you before watching you both suffocate to death!"

"I'd like to see you try!" Vegeta dashes forward, his leg clashing against Cooler's guard. The two share a melee struggle that shook the stars around them. Cooler uppercuts the prince upwards, leaving himself open for Goku to rush in with a striking barrage. His fists were hitting hard enough to leave dents in Cooler's body before shattering his left shoulder.

"Gah!" Cooler cried.

"Not so tough now, are ya?!" Goku's knee strikes his chest, then he kicks Cooler in the neck hard enough to make him spin.

Cooler acts quickly to fix his shoulder as he pushes himself back. He uses his psychic abilities to freeze the Saiyan in place, then punches Goku across the stars. Vegeta suddenly descends with a knee drop to his back. The prince's momentum didn't stop there as he laid a brutal barrage on Cooler. His speed was incomprehensible as he bashed into the Cold relentlessly.

"GRAH!" Cooler expelled an explosive wave that disrupted Vegeta's onslaught. His body had taken considerable damage from the attacks. As it worked to fix the damage, he lunged for the stunned Vegeta to crush his skull. Suddenly, Goku teleported between them, smiling at Cooler. "Huh?"

Goku's fist smashed into his face, knocking him back. A burst of speed followed by a similar assault Vegeta had done breaks more and more of Cooler's body. It was happening so quickly that his regeneration was struggling to even keep up. Anger bursts from the Cold, his hands catching Goku's fist, struggling to hold him back. "HYAH!" A surge of electricity stuns the Earthly Saiyan. Cooler takes this chance to land a hard hitting double-whammy against Goku's body.

His counterattack was stopped by Vegeta, who teleported between them. Vegeta held Cooler's fist, crushing it slightly. "Is this the teleportation you were so proud of before?!" His legs struck against the golden body repeatedly. Goku teleports to the other side of Cooler, and the two engage in an explosive beatdown on the metal monster. From the momentary cloud of smoke, three golden streaks emerged. Their fierce clashes took them straight towards the moon.

Goku and Vegeta were blown down onto the moon, immediately they rebounded to avoid getting crushed under Cooler's feet. The Cold built up a quick Supernova and launched it at the Saiyans.

Vegeta teleports again as Goku holds out his hands to block the planet busting attack. "NOT THIS TIME!" Goku cries and releases a burst of energy to dispel the Supernova.

"Is that your best?!" Cooler taunts.

Vegeta appears behind him as Goku charges forward. Cooler hadn't expected the sudden assault, leaving him defenseless from the double barrage of blows. Eventually, he manages to throw Vegeta off with his tail while knocking Goku down. He fires a wave of KI into the downed Saiyan, but Goku vanishes at the last second. Goku kicks him into the air for Vegeta to grab Cooler's arms. The Earthly Saiyan doesn't waste this opportunity given to him and lays a punch rush into Cooler, breaking more and more of his body.

"ENOUGH!" Another explosive wave sent the two flying. "I WILL NOT BE BEATEN BY A PAIR OF MONKEYS!" As he said this, the golden hue of his body was flickering in and out. The power he had stolen was running out.

"What's wrong, Cooler?! You're looking tired?!" Goku appears behind him. Cooler swings, but the 'Super' Saiyan avoids it by teleporting. He then appears at his front with a kick that knocks him back. "With the power of these emeralds, the Big Gete Star can't keep up, can it?!"

Vegeta flashes above and strikes Cooler down into the ground. "You lost, Cooler! And the reason will be for underestimating the strength of the Saiyan race!"

"DAMN YOU!" Cooler fires off another beam that ends up missing his targets completely. Vegeta appears behind him, powering up a burst of power in his fist. The prince's punch shatters his back, blowing Cooler upwards through space.

Goku teleports above, cupping his hands. "See ya later, Cooler! KA! ME! HA! ME!"

Cooler's stolen power had run out, leaving him broken and beaten.

"HAAAAAA!" Goku unleashed his signature attack, engulfing Cooler completely.

As his body and consciousness was being destroyed, the last member of the Cold Clan allowed himself to laugh mockingly. "I-I may die, but I'll be sure to take you all with me! The Big Gete Star will wipe out your world! HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!" Cooler laughed one final time as his body was completely destroyed by the beam.

Once he was certain Cooler was gone for good, Goku relaxed his attack. "Whoo! Glad that's over! We work great together, huh, Vegeta?" He looks to his scoffing rival.

"That will be the last time I ever work with you again, Kakarot. As far as I'm concerned, I still have one last opponent in front of me." Vegeta stares him in the eye.

"A fight, huh? Well, the others do have the situation down on Earth handled, so I guess we can test this power out against one another." Goku accepted the challenge. As the two Saiyans prepared to fight one another, something in the distance caught Goku's eye. "Vegeta, wait!"

"What is it, Kakarot?! Scared?!"

"No! Look!"

Vegeta turns around to see what had Goku spooked. The Big Gete Star had thrown itself into Earth's orbit, going into a head-on collision. "The hell?!"

"Vegeta, if that thing hits the Earth, everyone's done for!" Goku exclaimed. Instead of wasting time talking, Goku took off to stop the star from hitting his world.

Clicking his tongue, the prince knew he had to stop it. "Dammit all!" He follows after Goku to stop the Big Gete Star.

Fami burps loudly, rubbing her stomach after eating all of the metallic matter that had covered the planet. Her friends and family surrounded her, a bit grossed out by how she managed to do so. Their battle with Cooler's army ended when the robotic menaces suddenly exploded out of nowhere. "Huh…it actually tasted pretty good."

"That's…disgusting." Tien frowns.

Fami just shrugs at him.

"At least we managed to save the Earth, right? Dad and Vegeta must have defeated Cooler!" Gohan exclaimed. His mother ruffled his hair affectionately.

"Yes, that must be true." Makima said.

"...If that's the case, then why is that thing getting closer?" Krillin's scared tone got their attention. Everyone looked up to see the Big Gete Star was coming down on top of them at an alarming rate.

At Capsule Corp, Bulma and the others looked terrified at the massive star's descent on the Earth. It didn't take a genius to figure out what would happen if that thing made contact with the planet.

Kami and Mr. Popo were the same as they watched the star descend on the planet they governed.

Suddenly, two brilliant golden lights appeared in view, pushing back the Big Gete Star. Eyes widened at the familiar lights. "Darling/Goku/Dad!"

"Vegeta!" Bulma exclaimed.

"Bah!" Trunks babbled, reaching up for the golden glows.

"V-Vegeta! W-we've got to push harder!" Goku yelled, struggling to hold the star back.

"S-s-shut the hell up! I don't need you to tell me that!" Vegeta hissed.

As much as they pushed, the massive star was refusing to stay back. The 'Super' Saiyans were losing ground in this struggle if something wasn't done soon.

"Darling!"

"Dad! You can do it!"

"You've got this, Goku! Don't let that thing beat you!"

Goku's eyes widened. "Makima, Gohan, and everyone? I-I can hear them…!"

"W-what the hell are you blabbering about-"

"Vegeta!"

The prince's eyes widened as the annoyingly familiar voice echoed in his head.

"Vegeta! You better kick that thing's butt, you hear me?!"

He grits his teeth, frustrated at how her words struck at his heart. Just from the encouragement given to him, the prince could feel his own energy rising back up. "You damn woman…!" His eyes shifted to his rival.

"Kakarot!"

"Yeah, I can hear ya!"

"HYAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Like a second wind, their power exploded to its limits and started pushing back against the Big Gete Star. The mechanical monstrosity started to bend, pieces of it exploded and shattered against the applied force.

From above, the tribal girl watched with a knowing smile. "Call upon it. The name of Chaos."

"HYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" The 'Super' Saiyans' energy skyrocketed as their new 'Super' forms mixed together with their Super Saiyan power joined together, forming the shape of a Great Ape. The golden ape reared back its fist and shot out with a mighty roar. "CHAOS… CONTROL!"

SHINE!

The Light of Chaos engulfed the Big Gete Star, wiping it out completely from the face of the universe. All of the energy released from their attack washed over the Earth, freeing the organic lifeforms of Earth from the control of the Metal Virus.

A week later, Capsule Corp distributed a global wide vaccine for everyone and everything on the planet. Though the Metal Virus was gone there was no reason to take chances on it possibly popping back up. The vaccine had been improved after the battle to ensure that no possible mutation of the virus would become an issue.

"And for creating the vaccine I am being granted a medal of scientific honor by the UN!" Bulma bragged to her friends. They were all celebrating at Capsule Corp, a banquet provided by her staff, of course.

"Did you really invite us all here just so you can brag…?" Krillin complained. Until Bulma smacked his bald head.

"You should be groveling on your feet in my presence, jerk!"

"I appreciate the vaccine. It tasted delicious." Fami said as she downed another vial of the vaccine.

"H-have you been drinking that for an entire week?" Yamcha asked, weirded out.

"No. I've been eating this too." She raised a piece of the metallic matter. "Taking little bites just to enjoy it."

"Why the hell do you still have that?!" Oolong freaked out.

"Because it's tasty."

"Get rid of it!"

"I can get rid of you, bacon." Fami attempts to chew off Oolong's head. The pig dodges her bite and starts running away with her on his tail.

"S-should we stop that?" Gohan asked.

"No." Makima takes a sip on her iced lemonade. "She won't eat him."

"That reminds me." Bulma walks over, sipping on her champagne. "What did you do with those emeralds that Goku and Vegeta brought back, Makima."

"Placed in a special location to be used in special emergencies." She answered.

Goku looks up from his plate. "Wait, but didn't you use one as a paper weig-" Makima shoves a donut in his mouth to shut him up.

"They are far too dangerous to use willy nilly. If the situation arises where we need them again, I'll gather them together."

"But they sure were something!" Goku said after swallowing the donut. "That kind of power was even greater than Super Saiyan! It just pumps me up to get even stronger to surpass it!"

"You don't want to use them again, Dad?" Gohan asked.

"Nah, not really unless we have no choice. I want to reach that kind of power on my own, you know?" Goku giggles.

"Hm… I wonder…" Bulma looks over, where she can see Vegeta eating separately from everyone else. "Vegeta probably feels the same."

"Heh! I'm sure he's already thinking of ways to surpass those emeralds! I can't let him get a head start on me!" Goku declared.

"Good luck, darling. Just be sure to not get yourself almost killed again."

"No promises!"

Makima and Gohan sigh, while everyone else laughs at their usual shenanigans. Oolong was still running for his life as a hungry Fami tried to skewer him with a fork.

Invisible to them, hiding herself on the roof, the tribal girl let out a small smile. Looks like she didn't have anything to worry about. The emeralds were now in safe hands where they can't be used for malicious purposes.

Down in the depths of Hell, Cooler was forced to kneel as a woman's high heels dug into the back of his skull. Lady Death's eyes bore into his soul with a disgusted glare. "Now then, what was that about being able to cheat death?" Her chilling words caused him to shiver in fear, his powers utterly useless within her domain.

Movie End

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Movie 7: Super Android 13

Beneath the remnants of a decimated mountain range, the remains of some sort of laboratory. Rust and dust covered the broken pieces of machinery as hints of their unused states. Soft wind blew through the range where only the whistling could be heard. A peaceful bliss where only nature survived over technology.

BOOM!

Until something came along to disrupt that peace. The floor of the lab exploded, six figures emerging through the black smoke. Metallic sounds clicked against the rusting as each one touched down on the ground. The smoke cleared away to reveal the ones responsible.

The first one appears as a muscular man with greenish-blue eyes and long white hair. He wears a yellow-brown vest adorning the Red Ribbon Army logo on his left side, as well as tiny gray suspenders worn underneath his vest, dark green trousers, dark grey boots with black tips, brown gloves, as well as a gray and yellow trucker hat with the Red Ribbon Army logo on its front.

Followed by a very short and small man with purple skin and large pink lips. He dons a large green hat with a red ball on top. He has a black and white tuxedo shirt with a dark yellow and blue overcoat. He also wears a red bow tie sporting the "Red Ribbon" logo. He also wears baggy light blue pants and black boots.

The third male is a large, heavily built muscular man. He dons a brown brassard and belt combination, large brown gloves, a long green man-skirt, and yellow and black boots. His skin tone is a shade of silver and has brown eyes instead of blue.

Standing behind the men were three women of vastly different appearances. The first one appeared to be a woman of pale skin, dressed similarly to that of a Western American Sheriff, however she wears a long denim skirt instead of pants. She has a brown leather holster wrapped around her waist with two revolver pistols tucked into each side of her leg. This woman is riding on what appears to be a mechanical brown stallion. On the front of her hat was the Red Ribbon insignia.

The second was a rather short woman sitting with her legs crossed over an old table. She had pale skin, bright blue eyes, and short blonde hair. Her mouth was covered by a piece of metal that prevented her from talking. The metal mask had the Red Ribbon symbol burned into it. She wears a white cloak over her body, but the hints of black bottoms could be seen underneath.

The final one of the group is a tall woman with flowing blonde hair and bright blue eyes. She smiles brightly, showing off her set of perfectly glowing teeth. Her outfit is a formal suit decorated in the colors and stars of the American flag with the Red Ribbon insignia on her left breast pocket. Resting atop of her head was a long top hat of similar colors.

Shifting his head back was the one with the trucker hat. He scanned over his companions with a dark smile. "You all 'member our objective, right?"

The little man took out a bottle of oil to drink. "Ain't like it's possible to forget."

"Having the 'ol doc's voice screaming in our processors like fingernails on a chalkboard would make it impossible for anyone." The cowgirl flicks her hat up to get a good look at her fellow android.

"Good!" He turned back to the mountain range. His sensors scanned the globe for their primary target. The targeting system beeped loudly once it locked onto the biosignature of their creator's most hated enemy. The redneck chuckled darkly. "Hehe! I think it's time for us 'rejects' to make our boss' dream a reality!"

Like a sonic boom, all six androids blasted off into the blue sky with only one goal in mind:

KILL SON GOKU!

Son Goku felt miserable today. Not because there wasn't anything to fight, no that was the least of his issues for once. He would have been more than happy to spend the day relaxing in the woods of Mt. Paozu. Instead, he and Gohan had been dragged off to the shopping center in the city by Makima. Apparently, there was some big formal event that she was participating in and had to bring a 'plus one'. And to no surprise, since he is her husband, he had no choice but to fill that role.

"Cheer up, Dad! It's not so bad!" Gohan tried to cheer up his father. The two were resting on a bench with piles of boxes filled with newly bought clothes next to them. Makima had figured this would be a good opportunity to buy them all new clothes while finding a nice suit for Goku to wear.

"You don't understand, Gohan…we're trapped here." Goku whined.

"Dad…"

"Makima doesn't stop shopping until she's checked every single store!"

"I mean-"

"She goes through every piece of clothing!"

"That's not that-"

"And she makes me try on every single thing! Especially suits! I hate suits!" Goku declared. Suits were stuffy and tight, far too constricting for someone as free spirited as him. And yet for some reason Makima always made him try them on! He didn't understand why!

Gohan winced a tiny bit. "Okay, well, I can see why you don't like that, Dad." Even he had to admit that it was a bit tiresome for his mom to make them try on everything. But it clearly made her happy, so the boy toughed it out!

Seems like his dad had hit his limit. Ironic for the guy who usually breaks through his limits in the face of adversity.

The Saiyan raised on Earth continued to whine like a baby. "I should have gone with Fami and the others! At least they're free to have fun!"

"Oh? Is spending nice quality time with your wife and son not fun, darling?"

The way Goku hid behind his nine-year-old son would have made you question if he really was the guy who defeated Freeza.

Goku peaks his head out. "M-Makima! Hey!"

The Control Devil was sporting a nice navy-blue summer dress that complimented her figure nicely. She wore a hip-length navy blue open jacket with white polka-dots all over it. Her heels clicked along the marble floor as she made her way over with an assortment of accessories recently bought. "Gohan, tell your Father that he doesn't need to try on any more suits."

"Really?!" Goku exclaimed, his fear turning into cheer. He released his son and dove for his wife, wrapping her up in a lovingly tight hug. "You're the best, Makima!"

As much as she loved his embrace, she rolled her eyes at his behavior. All it took was mentioning that their shopping trip was done to return him to normal.

"So, you have everything you need, Mom?" Gohan asked. He looked over their giant pile of purchased items. Gohan wondered how his mother was even able to afford them all.

"Yes. Unfortunately, this shopping mall doesn't have as many worthy stores to pick from. Under normal circumstances we'd be here longer." Makima explained. Then she remembered that her socially inept husband was still holding her up in the air, causing many onlookers to give them strange looks. "Darling, put me down."

"Oh yeah, sorry." Goku lowers her gently. "Are we going to take these back home now?"

"No, we'll be stopping by the Food Hall to get lunch with the others. We can eat as much as we want-" A burst of wind damn near knocked her and Gohan over. It took less than a millisecond for Makima to realize that her husband had just barreled through the mall towards the Food Hall. "-Yeah, I should have expected that."

Gohan looked uncertain. "Uh…are you sure you can afford it all, Mom?"

She gently ruffles his hair, reminding herself to schedule him a haircut later. "Worry not. I stole one of Bulma's credit cards." Makima flashes the black card before sliding it back into her purse. "Now let's hurry before your Father and Aunt get us permanently banned from another establishment."

If there was anything Future Trunks regretted more than his own inability to save his mentor, it was taking up Fami's offer to join her on an outing today. Apparently, in her words, he was wasting away his precious youth by focusing so much on his important mission. So, he ended up getting dragged around the entertainment center by Fami, Roshi, Krillin, and Oolong. They had run into Goku's family earlier, who were shopping for clothes, and he really wished he had taken up Makima's offer on joining them. Especially now that they were waiting in line for some pageant that would show the world's most beautiful women.

The only problem was that they were the ONLY people waiting in line.

CRUNCH!

And Fami's loud bag of pretzels weren't helping either.

"Why did I agree to come here…?" Trunks whined.

"Chin up, Trunks! You might end up having fun!" Krillin lightly elbowed him.

"I-I don't think my Mom would approve of me coming here…"

Roshi laughed at Trunks' purity. "You're old enough to make your own choices, lad! Why, at your age, your Mother was flashing her boobs at people left and right! Hahaha!"

"Wait she did what-"

"And besides, do you really want to miss out on seeing a bunch of gorgeous women flaunting themselves on stage?" Oolong presses as well, making the future warrior blush.

Trunks' finger lightly scratched at his cheek, the teen's eyes shyly met the floor. "I-uh-I'm not sure if that's a noble goal."

Fami hands him a bag of pretzels. "Lighten up, here, have some." Trunks reluctantly took the bag and placed it in his jacket's pocket.

"You never know, Trunks, this could be an awakening for you." Krillin said.

"A-awakening?!"

"In your time, I doubt you've had the chance to experience the wonders of a woman's beauty! Today will finally be the day that you enter manhood!" Roshi declared.

"...And a beauty pageant is the best way to do that?" Trunks did not see the reasoning in that logic.

"Well, it was either this or a strip club."

"Beauty pageant it is!" Trunks loudly declared, suddenly excited about their activities. Krillin, Oolong, and Roshi joined his cheers as they thought about the plethora of beauties that would soon grace their sights. Sweat was pouring down his face as he thought about the overwhelming disapproval his mother and mentor would have if they saw him right now.

Fami continued to eat her pretzels, watching the tomfoolery in front of her. When they were entering the hall, she was the only one to notice the sign that announced the pageant was canceled due to the women getting sick. She could have said something but found Trunks' embarrassment far more enjoyable to watch.

Outside of the shopping center, within the city, an explosion occurred that caused a panic throughout the street. People screamed in fear as they ran for safety from whatever it was that caused the incident. Most assumed it was a Devil attack, but upon closer inspection, the situation may have been even weirder.

The sight of an old western sheriff riding a robot horse through the street with a rather large, grey-skinned Native American next to her was far weirder than any Devil attack people have experienced in recent years. The female sheriff tipped her hat up to give herself a better look at the city. "Whoo wee! Can't say I find myself unimpressed by the big city!" She whistled loudly. The sheriff turned to her companion. "How about you, Fourteen?"

Fourteen didn't answer her question verbally and just gave her a stoic glance.

"I agree!" She seemingly wasn't bothered by his silence. "The city is grand, but the city folk sure are rude!" As she said that, they moved along a crosswalk, causing a devastating pileup of cars to build up to their right. The cries of pain and death didn't phase the two at all.

The horse's eyes lit up, releasing a burst of lasers to blow apart a wall that blocked their way. "Nice one, Isabella!" The sheriff lovingly rubbed her stead's snout.

"Y-you monsters!" A voice stopped them momentarily. The Androids looked over to see a man holding up a gun at them. "Y-you bastards killed my wife!"

"We did?" The sheriff tilted her head.

"Your horse crushed her head!" The man pointed down at the floor. The sheriff looked down to see that her stead was standing on a corpse, her foot drilled straight through the woman's skull.

"Hm. So, we did."

The widower couldn't believe the callousness of her tone, anger brimming in his eyes. "B-bastards! I'll kill you!"

"I wouldn't do that if I were you. Guns aren't meant to be played with." She said as she pulled out one of her revolvers. "However, once you aim one at someone-"

"DIE!" He pulled the trigger.

BANG!

His bullet never left the chamber, since it had been stopped by another one drilling right through the barrel, tearing through his gun, and stabbing through his forehead. The man's body dropped lifelessly to the ground.

The sheriff blew lightly on the barrel of her revolver, twirled it, and then placed it back in its holster. "Be prepared to lose your own life."

"Eleven, we're wasting time." Fourteen said.

"Right, right. Let's hurry to our objective." Eleven agreed with a light huff. She patted her stead on her side. "Giddy up, Isabella!"

The two Androids continued their destructive march through the city towards the shopping center.

Inside the Food Hall, Goku and Fami were scarfing down tray after tray of food with no signs of slowing down. Gohan and Trunks were eating just as much but at a much more reasonable pace. The rest of the group were eating more humane levels of food while ignoring the usual incredulous stares of the passerby and staff.

Goku looks up from his food, swallowing with a loud gulp. "So, you guys were waiting in line for 3 hours?!"

"All because Fami didn't tell us the pageant was canceled!" Oolong whined.

"You should have been paying better attention, bacon." Fami replied uncaringly.

"Stop calling me that!"

Roshi took a swig of his cola with a shrug. "Oh well, we'll just have to come back next year."

"I was so looking forward to finding a girlfriend too." Krillin sighed, rubbing the back of his head.

"You never would have succeeded." Makima's cut-throat line stabbed the monk's heart.

"Mom…"

"I'm only telling the truth. Now, focus on eating." Makima nudged her son.

"It was probably for the best…" Trunks sighed as he drank his orange juice. "We can do something else, like see a movie?"

"Any movie you're interested in?" Krillin asked.

"I'm…still unfamiliar with movies in general. Someone else should pick." Trunks replied. Sure, his mom and Gohan showed him some films when he was younger but those were extremely outdated. Wait…were they outdated if he was in the past?

As Makima prepared to take another bite of her pasta, her ears started to twitch, picking up on sudden vibrations. At first, she thought it might have been an earthquake, but the sounds were approaching their location rapidly. Her eyes met Fami's, who had also noticed the vibrations.

The vibrations started growing violent, alerting everyone within the Food Hall. Goku stopped his eating when every single one of them and the furniture started to ascend into the air. The floor beneath them bubbled with piercing light penetrating through.

A massive explosion devastated the Food Hall and several sections of the shopping center. Smoke, glass, metal, and debris scattered all over the surrounding area as screams echoed through the air. Thankfully, for the people inside, Goku and his allies were able to act quickly enough to save all the civilians within the Food Hall. Makima held several bubbles of civilians, Fami captured some in one of her constructs, Goku and the rest carried the stragglers in their arms.

Makima and Goku dropped their groups on a nearby roof before floating into the air to confront the ones responsible for the destruction of the center. "A terrorist attack? No. That was far too destructive for any normal humans to be capable of producing." Makima said.

"Whoever it is, they're not getting away with this!" Goku declared. He and his wife flew above the wreckage to search for who was responsible, but both of their senses were coming up blank. "I can't sense any energy!"

"Did they run away or…?" Her question was answered by a quickfire round of KI blasts coming towards them. Makima blocked the surprise attack with an invisible shield. "They're still here! And I have a feeling I know what they are!"

Goku looked back at the others. "Gohan! You and the others drop those people off somewhere safe!"

"You got it, Dad!" Gohan listened without question. He, Trunks, Fami, and Krillin flew off further into the city to drop off the civilians they were carrying.

Suddenly, Fourteen dashed through the smoke and collided his head with Goku's chest. The Saiyan coughed loudly as he was knocked through the air.

"Darling!" Makima cried. Her eyes took notice of the Red Ribbon symbol on Fourteen's belt as he blew past her to follow after Goku. "Of course! We couldn't sense them because they're Androids!" She fired off chains to grab Fourteen's legs, but two bullet-like blasts deflected her chains.

"Sorry, Missy, but I can't let you get in his way!" Eleven ascended into the air, still riding her horse. The sheriff pointed both of her revolvers at the Control Devil. "Put 'em up, partner!"

Irritation and exasperation flowed through the Control Devil. "Seems that the disgusting doctor still had some surprises in store." Her aura flared up, dark energy swirling in the air. "I'll be sure to send you back to him in pieces."

Goku caught himself then caught Fourteen's fists in his hands, placing them in a stalemate. He noticed the Red Ribbon emblem and reached the same conclusion. "Red Ribbon? Now it makes sense why I couldn't sense your energy!"

Fourteen didn't make a comment. He pulled back his head for a headbutt, but Goku pulled back to throw him off. The Saiyan releases him to donkey kick the android away. "You can tell him that there's no way I'm letting you guys kill me!" Fourteen quickly re-engaged for another clash of blows. Fourteen knocks him down into the city, chasing him down with lethal intent.

Eleven's horse weaved between the buildings, racing along the glass and metal to reach the Control Devil. Makima twists her body to avoid getting nailed by energy bullets, one drills through her blood-colored hair. Her sliced strands contort around the bullet, then stretch out into her open palm. Makima spins the bullet strand like a sling and launches it back at Eleven at a fierce velocity.

"Throwin' my own bullet back?! Not very smart!" Eleven fires off another bullet to counter the counterattack. The attacks collide, exploding violently enough to decimate a few of the buildings between them.

Meanwhile, Goku and Fourteen continued their clash, shockwaves shattering several windows of the city. The Saiyan kicked his opponent back and noticed all of the destruction their battle was causing to the city. As much as he enjoyed fighting, dragging innocent people into it was against his rules. Fourteen took advantage of his distraction to fire a big chunk of KI at the Saiyan, blasting Goku across the city and into a building. With his opponent cornered, the android prepared to finish off until a large, yellow mouth-like construct appeared beneath him. Fourteen boosted himself upwards to avoid getting chomped on.

Fami appeared in front of her brother-in-law, munching on a large pillowy pretzel. "Robots don't taste as good, but I'll take what I can get."

"Fami!" Goku exclaimed.

Back with Makima, the devilish mother had a pair of golden handcuffs locking her hands and feet. She had been tossed over onto the back of Isabelle, a cheerful robotic sheriff slapped her ass with a giggle. "Hah! Who woulda thunk that the 'ol wife of Goku would be so easy to beat down!" Contrary to her assumption, Makima wasn't troubled at all and had already figured out how to break out of the cuffs. She was simply going along with it for her own…experiment.

"Let go of her!"

A burning hot streak of KI nailed Isabelle, throwing off Eleven's momentum. Trunks ascended into the air and kicked the Android off of her horse. He grabbed Makima and pulled her away to safety. "Mrs. Makima?! Are you okay?!"

"Hm? Oh, yes, I'm fine." Makima leaves her own thoughts and breaks free of the cuffs. "I was simply trying something out. I'll probably save it for later."

Trunks was confused. "W-what are you talking about?"

"You're too young to know." Makima's vague answer just left him even more confused. The Control Devil's eyes shifted to the other side of the city to see her husband was flying away from the city with the other Android on his tail. "I see. I figured you'd settle for that option, darling."

Trunks looked in that direction as well. "Goku's taking the other one out of the city! We should follow his lead!"

"Yes, we shall." Makima responded. She then checked to the other end of the city to see that Fami had rejoined Gohan and the others. Since her son was still safe, she could focus on this. "Let's move. She'll follow."

"Right!" Trunks and Makima took off after Goku.

Eleven recovered from Trunks' surprise attack to see her opponents leaving. "Hey! Where do you lasses think you're goin'! Isabelle!" She whistles for her horse who quickly beckons to her command. Eleven hops onto her stead, whipping the reins, and chases after her targets.

"They're leaving the city!" Krillin exclaimed as he and the others waited down below. "Where are they going?!"

"Wherever they're going, we have to help!" Gohan exclaimed; his mind already made up.

Fami shrugged. "Your Dad told me to watch you, so if you go then I'll have to come with you." She knew this song and dance already, so did the boy's parents, but that didn't stop them from trying to keep the boy out of it.

"W-wait! Do I have to follow?!" Krillin asked, clearly scared.

"All hands-on deck, Krillin!" Gohan responded. His aura ignites and he shoots off into the sky like a rocket. Fami follows after her nephew with a reluctant Krillin trailing close behind.

Goku led everyone to the arctic tundra as their new battleground. "Alright! This should be far away enough from any population!"

"Honestly, darling, if you wanted to take a vacation to such a remote location then you should've just asked." Makima flirted.

"Hehe! Sure! I'll give you a heads-up next time!" Goku responds with his goofy smile.

"Is this really the time for this?" Trunks groaned.

"The lad's correct!" The Saiyans and Devil turned their attention to the two Androids standing on a glacier above. Eleven twirled her pistols, her horse screeching a bit while Fourteen crossed his arms. "I have to say, nice little place ya picked, Goku! Honestly, the city's far too busy of a place to bury ya!"

Trunks moved forward, venom lacing his throat. "I wouldn't be so confident if I were you, Android! You two are outnumbered here!"

Eleven smirked at the accusation. "Are we, now?"

Makima's eyes widened when a blaring sound entered her ear. She twirled around and created a barrier to block the huge ball of KI that threatened to blow them away. She pushed out and dispelled the attack. "Looks like we're not just dealing with two Androids."

Approaching from the other glacier were four more Androids dressed far differently from the other, but Makima could see one cohesive theme between them all. "I'm sorry, was Dr. Gero American?"

"You could say that or maybe he was a believer in true freedom." The woman dressed in the American colors answered.

"Somehow I doubt that…" Trunks muttered.

"Regardless of the good doctor's nationality and race, I think a few introductions are in order, yes?" The southern sounding Android turned to his comrades.

The small purple one took a swig of his bottle. "My name's Android Fifteen."

"Android Ten!" The American exclaimed with a salute.

"This one is Fourteen, and I'm Eleven." Eleven went next while pointing her thumb at the Native American-like machine next to her.

The southern android placed his hand on the small woman's head. "And this little lady is Android Twelve. She'd introduce herself but as you can see, the good doctor decided to keep her trap shut."

"Wait, why?" Goku asked.

He removed the metal mask over her mouth. Twelve's face shifted into a nasty snarl as he bore holes into Goku. "You goodman stupid, ignorant (BEEP)!" The southern placed the metal mask back onto her mouth while enjoying the shocked faces of the heroes.

"See?"

"And now I'm convinced Gero was racist." Makima comments.

"Now as for me, you can call me Android Thirteen! Unlike our other fellow Androids, we were all created by Dr. Gero's supercomputer! Failures kept in the backlog as a just in case precaution in case the others failed to kill your asses." Thirteen explained.

"Really?! Now Gero's computer is trying to kill me?!" Goku asked.

"That's right! And right now, it's down there schemin' and plannin' to create more and more ways to see you dead!" Thirteen announced.

"Unfortunately for our creator, it's a pointless endeavor. We six are more than enough to wipe you away and bring true freedom to this world!" Ten declared.

"Can't we just settle this peacefully? There's no need for all the pointless bloodshed." Goku requested.

"No can do, Goku! We were programmed to kill your ass and that's exactly what we plan to do!"

"And that's why we'll never agree with you! You're all nothing but pawns in a madman's insane schemes with no free will of your own!" Trunks declared.

"Free will?! War, segregation, and hatred! Is that what you've done with your 'freewill', boy?! Don't you lecture me with your $30 haircut, Goku dies!" Thirteen yelled with equal venom.

The future warrior leaned in with a smirk similar to his father. "We'll see you Red Ribbon redneck."

"Heh! I like that spunk!" Thirteen smiled cruelly. "Fourteen! Fifteen! Kill the boy!"

"You got it, bossman!" The short and muscular Androids dashed forward at Trunks. He was forced to block their attacks and was flung back across the ice caps. Fourteen and Fifteen descended on him with equal tenacity.

"Trunks!" Goku exclaimed.

"Ladies!" The female Androids looked to their leader. "You three have the privilege of killing Goku's wife."

"With pleasure!" All three vanished from sight, then appeared above Makima with blinding speed. The Control Devil raised a single hand to block the stomp of Isabelle, two more sets of arms sprouted out of her body to block hits from Ten and Twelve. The women and horse vanished like speeding blurs, shockwaves shattering the ice of the arctic.

Thirteen tipped his tucker hat to meet Goku's eyes. "And that just leaves you and me, Goku. Looks like '13' is your unlucky number."

"I don't believe in stupor stitches!"

"Killing you is going to be the most fun I'll ever have." Thirteen chuckled at Goku's mispronunciation. He points his finger at the Saiyan and fires a red sphere of KI. The Saiyan deflects the attack, then crosses his arms to guard against Thirteen's charge. The two engage in a fierce contest of blows in the air.

Hidden below, Fami was keeping her nephew from jumping into the fight. At the moment there wasn't a need for them to jump in. However, if things start to get dicey then she'll intervene. Neither her sister nor brother-in-law had gotten serious just yet.

Makima weaved through a plethora of blows from Ten and Twelve, then blew them both back with finger bullets. She spun to avoid getting hit by a few energy bullets and returned fire with her own at the ice. Isabelle hopped into the air to prevent herself and her master from falling into the icy depths. The horse opened her mouth and released a beam of energy to consume the Devil, but Makima deflected the beam with a swipe of her hands. Suddenly, Ten came crashing down on her with a giant axe that split the glacier apart in a single blow. Makima leaped back to gain some distance.

"Huh! Y'know, for an old broad you have some skills, missy." Eleven compliments.

"Hmph." Makima reaches behind her head to tie her long hair into a ponytail. "This soul of mine may be old, but this body is still quite young." She finished with a small glare.

"Old or young, it doesn't matter! As long as your body holds righteous spirit, then your death will hold merit!" Ten declared.

"Righteous? Tell me, do you believe killing my innocent husband is 'righteous'?" Makima asked.

"Our entire existence curses every breath he takes. Therefore, by the decree of our leader, we'll cull the guilty in the name of freedom." Ten answered. "This world will know peace by our hands!"

Makima released a short breath. "In that case…" Her eyes opened to reveal their malicious glow. "We have nothing more to talk about!"

"I wouldn't say that, partner! We have plenty more to talk about, ain't that right, Twelve?" The sheriff looked at her short companion.

Twelve tore off her mask, pulled back her head, and released a destructive sonic screech that tore the area apart. Makima was blown back by the screech, her eardrums vibrating from the sounds. As she crashes against the glacier, Ten flickers in front of her and brings down her axe in a wide swing that severs her arm. Makima's scream was cut short by Ten dragging her face along the ice roughly, then tossing her across the tundra. Isabelle and Eleven pushed forward to stomp down on the Devil's back, crushing her underneath their combined force.

The three arrogantly laughed at their triumph until a small burst pierced through Isabelle's neck. Electricity and heat sparked from the damage done, alerting Eleven that her steed was about to blow. She leaped off her horse, rolling across the ice as the mechanical animal exploded into tiny metal chunks. "ISABELLE!" Eleven screamed, heartbroken.

Rising from the ashes of her steed was Makima, smoke and water covering her form. She snapped her fingers to rid the substances off her body. "I usually have a thing against animal cruelty, but I'm sure we both knew that thing didn't count."

Hatred and fury burned in the Android's eyes. "Y-you demon bitch!"

"It doesn't feel so good to lose the one you love, huh? I'm surprised you could even comprehend the idea." Makima continued to taunt.

"I-I'LL KILL YOU FOR THAT!" Eleven took out her pistols and rushed forward with several shots being fired.

"Eleven, wait!" Ten shouted.

As Makima prepared to block the Android, a ripple of destructive force tore through the tundra. It swallowed Eleven and blasted her into the opposite ice formation across from the group. While the Androids were surprised by the intrusion, Makima recognized who it was immediately. "And of course you showed up.

Stepping through the devastated mountain was none other than War, an arrogant smirk streaking across her scarred face. "Sorry, am I late to the party?"

She wasn't the only new addition to the battle as Makima felt another power level make itself known. A huge pillar of energy erupted through the ice caps, the Prince of all Saiyans emerging to float above the battlefield.

"Vegeta?!" Goku gasped.

"Father!" Trunks exclaimed.

"Tch! Of course, he had to show up as soon as I make my epic entrance!" War complains.

"Oh, grow up." Makima rolled her eyes. She pulls her severed arm back over to her and reattaches it.

Vegeta moved between his rival and Thirteen. "Let me make one thing clear, Kakarot. I'm not doing this out of the kindness of my heart." His aura erupts, kicking up a strong burst of wind. "I'm the one that's going to kill you, not some tin-can automaton made by a dead man!"

Thirteen cracks his neck. "Well now, looks like we have some intruders in this scuffle now." His scanners catch sight of the War Devil. "By my est, I spot five corpses upon this here glacier! Anyone willin' to tango will be gettin' a one-way ticket to Hell!"

"Been there, hate that!" War explodes off the ground, lunging towards Thirteen. However, an enraged Eleven got in her way and kicked War back down into the snow. The Android lunged down and tackled War through the ice.

"I didn't appreciate that sneak attack, lass! Didn't anyone teach ya to respect authority?!" Eleven kicked War into a wall of ice, then fired off explosive energy bullets into her body. The sheriff flinched when a burst of bloodlust ruptured through her sensors. War stepped out of the wreckage, mostly unharmed.

"Respect authority? A Horseman IS the authority!" War's eyes swore nothing but destruction as they bore into the Android.

Seeing that she was now occupied, Thirteen looked towards his male comrades. "Fifteen! You get to kill this one!" He orders as he points to Vegeta.

Fifteen smirks, abandoning his fight with Trunks to engage with Vegeta. However, his small stature caused him to fall into the snowbank. There was a brief period of silence before Fifteen blasted his way out towards Vegeta. The prince leaned back to dodge his opponent's attacks, their bodies descending towards the ground.

"C'mon, Goku! Time for an old fashion ass whoopin!" Thirteen and Goku continued their fight, flickering all over the place while trading blows. Trunks whipped out his sword and clashed against Fourteen's arm, sparks dancing between them.

Makima was still stuck in a 2v1 battle with Ten and Twelve ganging up on her. The patriotic Android swung her axe without a care to her surroundings. The Control Devil danced around her attacks, ducking down to avoid the axe, however, the ground exploded from another sonic blast from Twelve. Makima tumbled through the snow as a result.

"Stupid, ignorant woman!" Twelve hissed through her teeth.

"Kinda hypocritical there, Twelve." Ten comments.

"Shut up, you patriotic bitch."

Ten shrugged, not bothered by her sister's rude mouth. "Even with the two of us, killing her shouldn't be a problem." She said until a yellow mouth appeared beneath Twelve. By the time they realized what was happening, the Android was wrapped up by a translucent tongue and swallowed. "EH?!"

"Ugh, of course they came here." Ten looks back to Makima who was cracking her neck. "Oh well, Fami should be able to handle that one."

Ten readied her axe. "Get all the help you want, we'll still wipe you out in the name of righteous freedom!"

"Do you ever shut up about that?" Makima rolled her eyes. "Let me tell you a little secret." Makima flashed in front of the Android and brought her in close with a single grab. "Freedom is nothing more than a worthless promise to keep idiots under one's control." Makima's eyes flashed dangerously. "Allow me to show you just how far that 'freedom' will get you."

War's javelin struck out in rapid succession at the Android which forced the robotic sheriff to dodge the assault. She pulled out her lasso, whipping it to steal the javelin away from the Devil. The sheriff twirled the weapon mockingly. "Ha! Not so tough without ya little stick!"

"If your creator was as smart as you say, then you should know that I'm never out of tools!" War's hand tore out a large chunk of ice and launched it with excessive force. Eleven bashed it away with the javelin only for a dagger to flash in the corner of her eyes. She barely managed to dodge it with a small tear on her cheek. War's palm smashed through the pole of the javelin and struck Eleven's chest. Her grip on the pieces faltered, allowing War to take them back and stick it back together.

Eleven rolled across the snow before spinning back to her feet. She quickly whipped out her revolvers and fired upon the ice. Small explosions erupted from the impacts, causing the War Devil to jump repeatedly across the icy floor. She bounced off a wall, twirling her javelin, and threw it with the expertise of an Olympic athlete.

The javelin struck home, taking out one of Eleven's revolvers. The Android dropped the useless gun with a small huff. "Hey! Those things don't come cheap, y'know?!"

"Oh, trust me." War whipped out a pistol. "I know that better than anyone."

Twelve was spat out like a dolphin's blowhole, splattering on the snow face first. She angrily raised her head with eyes burning for justice. The Android's scanners picked up on the three lifeforms standing across from her, optics aligning to figure out their identities.

"Alright, I brought her here." Fami said.

"Why?! Makima was handling it just fine!" Krillin cried.

"You wanted to fight."

"Gohan wanted to fight!"

"Oh yeah." She looks down at her nephew. "Okay, Gohan, get to fighting."

"W-wait, just me?!" Gohan faltered a bit, figuring that his aunt and Krillin were going to help.

"What? You expect me to hold your hand? You're a big boy. Go get 'em." Fami pulled out a small flag with his face on it. "Goooo, Gohan!" She exclaimed with the most bored tone you'd ever hear.

"But, Auntie-"

Fami placed a hand on his shoulder. "Gohan, what would your Dad say right now?" She and Gohan look up as a thought bubble appears above their heads.

Hey, Gohan, check out this weird bug I found!

The boy's face drops a bit.

"Okay…what would your Mom say?"

"Gohan, do NOT touch that bug your Father found. It's poisonous."

He now looked very uncertain.

Fami rolls her eyes. "Fine. What would Piccolo say?"

Gohan, DODGE!

"Wait, that one didn't make sense-"

"Can't you see, Gohan?" Fami interrupts him. "Your parents and Piccolo believe in you. It's time to show them all the true potential that lies within-"

"Auntie, Krillin's getting beat up."

"Hm?" Fami turns around to see Twelve had used this time to attack Krillin. She had him pinned to the ground, punching the daylights out of him while singing curses like a sailor. The Famine Devil considered letting it play out some more, but figured Krillin has been through enough today. "Fine, let's just do it together."

"Yeah!" Aunt and nephew dashed towards Twelve and stopped her beatdown on Krillin.

"Guh!" Vegeta grunts when he gets knocked back into the icy wall. Fifteen closes the distance to start beating down on him. The prince recovers enough to grab a hold of his fists, pushing back against the tiny machine. Vegeta grins arrogantly at the Android. "Don't blink or you might just miss it!"

"Wha-"

"HYAAAAAAAAH!" The prince's energy skyrockets, his aura shifting from blue to gold. His Super Saiyan transformation erupted to life. The sheer force of his aura was enough to damage Fifteen's body somewhat.

Vegeta's transformation seemed to have struck a chord in Goku and Trunks, reminding them that this wasn't the time to keep holding back. The future warrior and the Earthly Saiyan transformed into their Super Saiyan states.

Makima turned away from her opponent, who she had pinned down beneath her foot. "Hm. Seems darling and the boys are ready to finish this fight. I guess that means I should start taking this seriously too."

Ten grunts and pushes off the ground to throw Makima off. She grabs her axe off the ground and stands against her opponent. "Lucky shot! But those 'Super Saiyan' transformations won't mean anything against our united forces! And to add, you Horsemen aren't as strong as those Saiyans, are you?"

Makima lowered her head, her bangs blocking her eyes. "That is true. My darling, Trunks, and Vegeta are very strong. Even my son has the potential to surpass me eventually, however, their strength does not discount my place in the hierarchy." A sadistic smile scarred her beautiful face. "Who exactly do you think it is that my darling spars with all the time?"

A dark chill fell down the patriotic robot's spine as Makima's bloodlust exploded like an erupting volcano. Her sensors were going haywire just from the amount of power being generated by the Devil. Suddenly, silver chains wrapped around her body like vipers finding their prey. Ten struggled to break free from her containment, her axe falling to the wayside as her systems stopped listening to their programming.

Makima closed the distance at her own pace, savoring the sight of fear on the machine's face. Their faces were inches apart with Makima capturing every last little detail inscribed in the Android's eyes. "I wonder." She moved back to place her finger right over Ten's eye. "Just how much of this 'freedom' can I strip away from you to turn you into a lifeless doll?" A small chain very slowly lowered from the tip of her finger, pooling into Ten's eye.

"A-A-AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!"

War had also acknowledged that the Saiyans had transformed into their Super Saiyan form. "Tch! I better hurry this up before Vegeta or my brother-in-law decide to butt their annoying heads into my fight!"

"Heh! Don't worry about them, sweet thing, I still have enough energy for our little dance!" Elven responded.

"Trust me, there isn't anyone on the planet that can handle a dance with me." War promised with a tight hiss.

"I can be very convincing. That horse-killin' sister of yours had a really nice ass. I wonder if yours is the same once I'm done having fun." Eleven licked her lips.

War rolled her eyes. "Great. First the pretty boy and now the sheriff-looking robot. Why do I always get the annoying ones?" Elven's lasso wrapped around her wrist, bringing her closer. War stomps her feet into the ground to halt her momentum, then tears the lasso to ribbons with a dagger. War snatched all the pieces and stitched the lasso back together for her own usage.

"Just a finishing note! Using any weapon against the War Devil is a serious mistake!" She whips the lasso around Eleven's feet to spin the Android around. War slams her down harshly into the polar ice.

Energy surges out, exploding the ground apart. War stands unfazed as Eleven rises to her feet with a serious expression. "If you're such an expert with weapons, then I assume that you won't mind an 'ol western showdown?" Eleven prepares her last revolver.

"Suit yourself." War pulls out her own pistole, willing to oblige. There was a tense pause in the air as the two women stared each other down. A piece of the glacier broke off and the moment it had hit the ground, the shots were fired. War's bullet soared with expert precision into Eleven's energy bullet. The clash was brief as War's pierced through the energy bullet as if it were thin air, drilling right between Eleven's shocked eyes.

War turned her back, blowing the barrel of her gun, and returning it to her pocket space. Elven's body exploded loudly, pieces of her scattering to the ground. "If a next life does exist for machines like you, then learn how to aim a gun."

She looked around to see if the others had finished their fights, and cheered when it looked like she had killed one first. "Ha! Looks like I'm first! Take that your Super Saiyan shitheads-"

"Nope, you're still second." Vegeta interrupts as he walks past, dropping Fifteen's severed head on the ground.

"OH, COME ON!" War complains.

Fami lazily evades attacks from Twelve, using her constructs to swallow all of her sonic screeches. Gohan flies in from the side to kick her into a glacier, then blasts her with a strong burst of KI. Twelve emerges from the crumbling glacier to attack the child with a rush of blows. "My systems identify you as Goku's offspring!"

"Yeah! I'm the son of Goku!" Gohan proudly declared.

Twelve smiled cruelly. "Then your corpse will make an excellent gift to the low brown monk-GAAH!" Twelve screamed when Fami's construct fired her own screech back at her.

"No racism in front of Gohan." Fami warned.

A disgruntled snarl gurgled from the Android's throat. "You fatass bitch! I'm going to rip your head off!" She pulls back her head to release a KI fueled sonic screech that brutalized the ground and air itself. Fami was about to try and block the attack until her nephew pushed her out of the way. The attack swallowed the boy whole, drowning out any chance of a scream.

"GOHAN!" Fami shouted, concerned greatly.

Twelve's cruel smile grew even wider at the supposed death of Goku's son. That was until the dust cleared to reveal something had gotten in the way. Standing protectively in front of Gohan was the reincarnation of Demon King Piccolo. The Namekian's cape bellowed in the soft wind, his hand had been outstretched to block the beam.

"Mr. Piccolo!" Gohan happily exclaimed.

"Sorry, I'm late." Piccolo apologized. "Since I can't sense her energy, I assume these are more Androids."

"Yeah! They're here to kill my Dad!" Gohan explained.

"Been there, failed that." Piccolo cracks his neck before dashing forward. His knee connects with Twelve's face knocking her back. "I don't have a lot of time to waste on some pathetic machines! I'm ending this now!" He flashes behind her with a powerful kick to her back that sends her flying. His arms grow longer to take hold of her legs and throw her down into the shattering chunks of ice.

Twelve bursts from the ice, hissing like a feral beast. "You filthy green bastard! DIE!" Right as she fires off another KI filled sonic screech, a mouth-like construct appears right in front of her. It absorbs her attack in one big gulp, taking her by surprise once again.

"Enough of your big mouth." Fami releases the blast right back at Twelve, decimating the female Android. Her body broke apart into pieces, the chunks fell into the snow banks with soft thuds.

Gohan cheered loudly. "Auntie! Mr. Piccolo! You guys did it!" His happiness vanished when Fami displayed an unusual sense of anger. The Famine Devil marched right up to him, freezing the boy with fear. "A-Auntie…?"

"Never do something like that again. Am I clear?" Considering how rare it was for her to get angry, Gohan couldn't find it in him to fight back. His aunt was utterly terrifying when pissed off, far more than his mother could be.

"Y-yes… I'm sorry, Auntie."

And just like that, Fami's anger disappeared like it was never there. "Good, because your Mom would torture me for the rest of eternity if you died."

"Agreed." Piccolo dropped down with his arms crossed.

"Yeah, yeah…" Gohan muttered, grumbling slightly.

BOOM!

Their heads snapped to the sky where Goku and Thirteen were still battling. They could see that Makima and the others were heading up towards the fight, clearly finished with their own. "Let's go! It's time we finished this!" Piccolo's aura ignited and he took to the skies.

Fami looked down at her nephew. "As punishment, stay out of the fight-And I mean it-" She caught that look in his eyes. "-And go help Krillin." She points back at the barely conscious monk.

"Okay…" Gohan groaned.

"Good, boy." Fami ruffles his hair before flying off to join the battle. Gohan kicks the snow a bit in dissatisfaction before walking over to help Krillin.

"...I just wanted to help."

The heroes stood against Thirteen, the last Android of Dr. Gero scanned his opponents, his system wasn't too surprised to see that his brothers and sisters failed to do them in.

"Looks like you're the last one left, redneck!" War declared.

"My brothers and sisters have all died, huh?" Thirteen frowned, closing his eyes. A small smirk graced his features. "Good."

"I don't like the sound of that!" Trunks exclaimed.

"Oh, will you grow a spine, boy?!" Vegeta shouts at his son. "Where's your Saiyan pride?!"

"It's wherever your missing centimeters are." Vegeta glared angrily at the War Devil for her shot at his height.

"Do you want to be next, demon?"

"I'll be more than happy to make you shorter." War brandished her swords.

From below, the core pieces of the defeated Androids floated up towards Thirteen. Fourteen and Fifteen's cores entered his chest, while their chips entered his forehead.

"This really isn't the time for you two to be having a pissing contest." Piccolo interrupts.

"Stay out of this, green man!" War and Vegeta yell at the Namekian.

"Speaking of P-I-S, we should probably stop that." Fami diverts their attention back to Thirteen. They see the cores of Ten and Twelve enter his back, while Eleven's go into his shoulders.

"Wait, what does that have to do with peeing?" Goku asked, confused.

"Darling-"

"No, not 'pissing', P-I-S. There's only one 'S'." Fami clarifies.

Thirteen's body starts to bulge, growing larger in size. His skin color turns from pale to dark blue, his eyes turn bright yellow while his hair shifts into an orange color in a style similar to Vegeta. Thirteen's chest, shoulders, stomach, and back now have grey armor plating on them.

"Is now REALLY the time for this conversation?!" Trunks asked.

"It's important for everyone to know the meaning of P-I-S." Fami responds.

Makima facepalmed. "Can we FOCUS?!"

"But I want to know what P-I-S means!" Goku whined.

"Fine! It means-" Suddenly, before Makima could finish, the transformed Thirteen flashed in the middle of the group. His hulking body threw them all for a complete loop. The Android was practically foaming at the mouth like a wild animal. He clapped his hands then pulled them apart to create a swirling red energy sphere.

"Sooo…what did that word mean again?" War glimpses to her sister.

"...Plot Induced Stupidity…"

BOOM!

Gohan and Krillin turned to the sky after the explosion had gone off. Their friends and family emerged from the smoke cloud as Super Thirteen lunged through like a linebacker. He grabbed War by the leg and smashed her into Trunks, a beam followed after and sent them spiraling through the ice.

"HRAH!" Vegeta transformed into a Super Saiyan, charging into battle. His fists collided with rapid succession into Thirteen's abdomen. The Android stood there as if he were Senator Armstrong going against Raiden. Standing here, Vegeta realized that his attacks weren't doing a thing to the Android. Thirteen grabbed him, trapping the prince, and threw him down harshly into the icy ground. There was no time of reprieve when the large knee of Thirteen crashed into his torso.

Chains wrapped around his body to trap him, alerting the Super Android that Makima was making her move. She descended with a kick that didn't even make him budge. Thirteen flexed his muscles, breaking free of her chains as if they were papier Mache. Makima was given no time to be shocked when his gloved hand grabbed her by the face. Her skull cracks several times under his grip before getting brutally slammed into Vegeta. Thirteen proceeds to lean down and unleash a vicious beatdown on the Devil and prince without mercy. Once he was done, he blew them away with a red KI sphere.

Makima had enough consciousness left to catch herself with a barrier, however, she allowed Vegeta to fly headfirst into the unsuspecting Krillin. The woman slumped against her barrier while Gohan started fretting over her wellbeing.

Goku was about to head into the fight next until Piccolo moved in first. The Namekian started laying down a strong combo on the unfazed Super Android.

"Boom-chicka-ah! Boom-chicka-ah! Boom-chicka-ah! Boom-chicka-ah! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Green dick is better than blue dick-"

"What the hell are you doing?!" Piccolo turned around to see Fami had attached herself to his cape. She stopped her chanting to give him a puzzled look.

"Being your hype woman."

"Why would I even need-" Thirteen pushed out his hands, a huge burst of energy swallowing them. "OH, SHIT, MOTHERFUCKAAAAAAAAAAA!" Namekian and Devil exploded against a far glacier.

"That's enough!" A Super Saiyan Goku started his assault. The golden hero's attacks were nothing to the Android, much like the rest. Thirteen smirked evilly and grabbed Goku by his leg, raising it up. "Huh, what are you-"

CRACK!

Makima's eyes went wide in horror at what just happened.

A girlish squeal left the Saiyan's throat when Super Thirteen's massive fist smashed his balls, cracking them like eggs. The hit was so devastating that it knocked him out of his Super Saiyan form.

The wife of Goku passed out in her son's arms. "MOM?!"

Goku was tossed down into a crevice between the icy mountains. Thirteen dropped down to continue his unyielding beatdown on his master's most hated enemy. Everyone struggled to get back to their feet, Goku's cries of pain echoing across the tundra.

The Earthly Saiyan could barely stand up. Thirteen rushed at him, his left hand forming a KI-axe to slash across his chest. Goku rolled across the ice which left him defenseless against a hailstorm of KI bullets that scarred his skin. The top of his clothes falling to pieces under the force of Thirteen's sonic screech. He was sent flying into the freezing depths of the ocean.

Thirteen stood over the edge of the glacier, preparing to end Goku's life with one last burst of KI. However, two energy beams collided with his back and took his attention away from Goku.

"Leave my Dad alone!" Gohan roared.

"You have to deal with us-WAAAAAH!" Krillin slipped on the ice, which luckily managed to save him from getting his head blown off by a red sphere of KI.

Gohan fired off a storm of blasts that didn't even make Thirteen budge. The Super Android lunged at the son of Goku to crush him like a grape. Luckily, Krillin pushed him out of the way and received the punch instead. The monk bounced across the ice before crashing into a large icy boulder.

"Krillin!" Gohan cried. His eyes turned from black to red, fury overtaking him. "You bastard!" Gohan lunged at Thirteen with righteous fury.

Beneath the depths, Goku raised his hands upwards to gather energy for the Spirit Bomb. "Please…all living things, give me just a bit of your energy…!"

"BWAH!" Thirteen smashed the child into the ground. Gohan pushed himself to avoid getting stomped on repeatedly. He fired a blast that once again did nothing to Thirteen. He was grabbed by the head and raised up to Thirteen's eye level. "Y-you…" Thirteen was about to crush his skull like a grape until a bright light shined over the tundra. He turned around to see Goku rise from the ocean with a giant ball of energy building in the sky.

"T-the… Spirit Bomb…" Gohan muttered before getting tossed away like trash. Thirteen was going to blow the Saiyan away until another interruption got in his way.

"You Android freak…!" Vegeta growled, heaving heavily. "The only one who's going to kill Kakarot is me!" An arm pushed him out of the way, revealing itself to be an equally damaged War.

"Been there, screw that!" She snarled. "I'm the one who's going to kill this blue bastard!"

"RAGH!" Thirteen shouted as the prideful duo dashed at him. War's swords barely scratched his skin while Vegeta's punches didn't even dent him. Thirteen snapped her swords in half before running her through with the broken pieces. His fist tore through her torso to punch Vegeta into the ground. He opened his mouth and released a sonic screech that drilled them into the ocean's depths.

The Spirit Bomb continued to grow in size. "T-that's it…! Keep it coming…!" Goku said.

Super Thirteen was stopped by Trunks next, the future warrior held his sword out. "My name is Trunks, and I come from 17 years into the future! And guess what? You don't exist there, and you know why…?!" He dashes forward. "IT'S BECAUSE YOU DIE RIGHT HERE, RIGHT NOW-GUAH!" Thirteen snaps his sword in half like it was a toothpick, then slugs Trunks across the face. He grabs the future hero by his jacket to continue bashing his skull in before blasting him off into the distance.

A mouth appears beneath him in an attempt to swallow him. Thirteen, with the knowledge of his siblings, avoids the translucent tongue. He fires an energy beam into the mouth, an explosion happening off in the distance right after.

A burnt Fami coughed out a puff of smoke. "Oh, well, I tried."

Goku could feel that the Spirit Bomb was almost finished. "C'mon…! We're almost there…!"

Piccolo tried his luck next with a suplex that ended with his face getting stomped on. Thirteen continued to stomp on his skull until a plethora of chains pulled Piccolo out of the way. It was followed by another set plunging into his chest, overriding his systems. Makima held him in place, fury coursing through her body. "Hold still…!"

"RAAAAAAAGH!" Thirteen screamed painfully, sparks circling him as he fought against the virus known as the Control Devil.

The surrounding area started to crumble to pieces as the Spirit Bomb reached completion. Goku decided to try something risky. He transformed into a Super Saiyan and began absorbing the ultimate technique into his body. The wind grew extremely violent in response to his actions. The tundra couldn't handle the immense heat being generated, melting like popsicles in the summer sun.

"RRAAAAAAAAAGH!" The Super Android grabbed the chains and yanked Makima into his direction. He wrapped his arms around the Devil in a dangerous bear hug, squeezing tightly to cause her immense pain. Thirteen laughed maniacally until his sensors picked up on a huge explosion of power. He dropped Makima and turned around to see a golden sun getting closer by the second.

The sun revealed itself to be Son Goku, powered up to the extreme by the Spirit Bomb. His face was twisted in anger, shocking the Android. "HYAAAAAAH!" His massive sphere of golden power devoured the Android like Pac-man and ghosts. Goku's fist plunged into Thirteen's chest, destroying him in one full punch. Thirteen released one last scream before exploding into tiny chunks that were soon turned to ash by Goku's energy. A gargantuan explosion destroyed what was left of the tundra, enveloping everything in a golden light.

Gohan woke up to find himself and everyone (Except for his aunt War, Piccolo, and Vegeta) were laid upon a lone small island of ice, the was sun shining its beautiful rays on them. He looks up to see his father, with his mother on his lap, giggling to one another. "Mom! Dad!"

"Hey, son, hehe!" Goku laughs.

"How are you feeling, Gohan?" Makima asked softly.

"Pretty good!"

"Wonderful. You're grounded."

"Ugh…!" Gohan fell back onto the ice. His reaction earned a bunch of giggles from his parents.

Due to a lack of Senzu Beans, all of them except for Makima and Fami had to be registered into the hospital. While his body would be recovering much quicker than any child his age, Makima insisted that he spent the day in a bed alongside Krillin. Roshi and Oolong had been caught on everything that happened.

"Nice work, Krillin! You really contributed there!" Oolong laughed.

"Oh, shut up-OW!" Krillin winced at his wounds. He had broken several bones and his neck as well. His pain caused the others to laugh at his plight.

Trunks turned to Makima. "Any news on finding Gero's hidden lab?"

"I know where it is. After a good night's rest, I'll go dispose of whatever's left to ensure that nothing else from a dead man comes back to haunt us." Makima reassured him.

"Sounds good to me! I think I've had enough of Androids for a long time!" Goku exclaimed.

"Unless one of them is a smokin' hot babe! Leave that one for me!" Roshi was then knocked unconscious by a silver chain stabbing his brain. Fami used his body as a table, placing her plate of pretzels on his back. She handed one to her nephew and shoved another into Krillin's mouth.

Makima turns her head to Goku with a sly smile, whispering into his ear. "Since Gohan's going to be spending the night here, darling, we can enjoy a nice night together~!"

"Gonna have to fix up my nuts first." Goku said with a small frown.

"Just leave that to me, dar~ling!" She winked with a small giggle. Behind her was a pair of glowing handcuffs.

Back in the arctic, Piccolo, Vegeta, and War were still sitting on a lone island of ice. The anti-social freaks of the group floated along the water in awkward silence.

"Soooo…why are we still here?" War asked.

"Can't leave yet." Piccolo said.

"And why?"

"The fist hasn't jumped." Vegeta answered.

"What is this? A movie-"

The fish jumped.

Movie End

Chapter Text

Movie 8: Broly - The Legendary Super Saiyan

Like silencing the voice of a baby with the soft hush of its mother, an entire galaxy would meet a swift and silent end. Not a soul would live to tell the tale as the galaxy was tuned into space dust, scattering across the stars of space.

King Kai mourned the many lives that were unfairly ripped away with a lowered head. His sullen mood couldn't last for long as he realized that the overwhelmingly powerful individual responsible was heading to his galaxy next.

In times like these, there was only one individual he could count on to save the day.

"Makima, can I take this suit off now?"

"No, darling." Makima repeated for what felt like the 20th time today. And to be fair, it WAS the 20th time today that Goku had asked her this question.

While their son and the rest of their friends were off enjoying the Hanami Festival today, she and her husband had more important matters to handle. At the moment, they were waiting in the incredibly long line of one of the most highly profiled academies in the country. Today was the only day the school would allow admissions for the upcoming school year, interviewing parents to see if their children were worth enrolling. An interview that called for BOTH parents unless there were unfortunate circumstances.

And she couldn't exactly lie and say that her husband was dead…this time.

And was it a weird time to hold one of these with the Cell Games looming over their heads like a grim reaper's scythe? Yes, but the promise of safety from the world's champion, Hercule Satan, has seemingly revitalized hope and security within the human race. Enough so to make them return to their daily lives.

Such stupid creatures to believe in a buffoon like him. Still, she'll take advantage of the situation

Son Goku whined like a child as he fiddled with the uncomfortable grey suit that Makima had forced on him. "But it's so stuffy! I can hardly move my muscles!"

"Probably because your muscles have increased in size due to all of the training you've done recently." Makima comments, uncaringly. She's dressed in a beautiful teal blue business dress that hugs her body nicely, matching with her husband's colors.

Behind her, he frowns in a pouty way. "Come on, Makima! Can't we just go hang out with Gohan and the others! Fami's probably eating up all the food Bulma's chefs prepared!"

"We can-"

"Yes!"

"-After we get Gohan enrolled."

He would have fallen to his knees if it didn't mean dirtying the suit and suffering the wrath of his wife. Goku crossed his arms. "Can't you just…uh…make them enroll him?"

"I could." She doesn't deny how easy it would be. "However, that would deny us the chance to experience putting in the effort for our son to experience life like normal children his age. Like any good parents should."

"Being a parent sounds boring."

"You ARE a parent."

"I know…" Goku groaned. He could feel his stomach growling just at the thought of the delicious food everyone else was probably eating. Goku looks up, blinking at the pink petals that danced across the sky. Some of his more negative emotions faded away like the breeze sweeping the petals. "But at least we still get to see the Sakura Petals."

Makima looks up at the swirl of pink with a soft smile. "Yes, no matter where we are, they're certainly a breathtaking sight."

Meanwhile, a mysterious survivor of the Saiyan race known as Paragus arrived in the middle of the gang's Hanami picnic. He declared to Vegeta that he had claimed a new Planet Vegeta in the prince's honor, inviting him to take his rightful place on the throne. Paragas completes his offer by revealing that there is another Saiyan out there as well, the Legendary Super Saiyan, a powerful warrior that had destroyed the South Galaxy. Being the arrogant bastard that he was, Vegeta happily accepted the offer.

Trunks, Gohan, Krillin, Oolong, a drunk Roshi, and Fami followed Vegeta to ensure the prince wasn't walking into a trap.

Bulma, with baby Trunks in her arms, watched the huge spaceship depart with her baby daddy and the others. She could only hope that nothing bad happened and that they all come back safe.

And then she realizes that Gohan just ran into space without his mother knowing… Great! She was definitely looking forward to that conversation.

"So, Makima, you've done interviews before, right?" Goku asks his wife. The pace of the egregiously long line had picked up a bit, so now they were inside the expensive campus' stairwell. He held a few bags of cookies that Makima had prepared for him knowing that he'd get hungry.

"Yes. I've interviewed employees plenty of times." Makima answered.

"But like, have you been on the other side of them?"

"A few in previous times." By that, she meant in previous lifetimes. Those were just for fun rather than anything important to her goals of world domination.

"What kind of things should I expect?" Goku wondered, crumbling up an empty cookie bag. He handed it to his wife, who pocketed it inside of her purse to hide her obliteration of the trash.

"They'll just be asking you of your favorite activities, such as your hobbies and interests." Makima answered.

The Saiyan hummed, eyes staring up at the ceiling. "Hobbies and interests? Like…martial arts?"

"Yes, that is your main interest in life. Athletic professions such as MMA, boxing, judo, and the like are worthy paths to take. They come with their fair share of issues but that's every road in life." Makima turns to her husband. "But that's not the only thing you could mention, darling."

"What do you mean?" He asked, curiosity written all over his face.

She turns around fully to face him. "You can mention your love for nature, your indomitable will to never back down from a challenge, your pursuit of self-improvement, and the overwhelming love you hold for your friends and family." With each point, the Control Devil tightened the proximity between them. Their faces were inches apart, passionate heat could be felt by everyone around them. Goku couldn't help but hold his wife close, hands snugly placed on her hips.

While they were lost in their love, the line was still moving in front of them. The parents behind them, while finding the display cute, were growing annoyed by the delay. A karen-like woman pushed her hand against Goku's back, but gaped at the fact that the man wouldn't budge. She kept pushing but Goku's iron-like body weighed far too heavily. The woman beckoned for the people behind her to help push the Super Couple. Every single able body started shoving as if they were trying to breach the walls of a castle, unfortunately it still wasn't enough to move the Saiyan.

A few minutes later, Goku and Makima broke out of their trance to catch up with the moving line, completely ignorant to the exhausted humans behind them.

The Son family parents sat in the headmaster's office for their interview. Per his wife's instructions, Goku wouldn't talk unless he was directly asked a question, so he was simply sitting in his chair with a bored feeling. His wife went on about whatever things these people clearly wanted to hear while they went over Gohan's academic files.

He kinda wished something exciting would happen.

"Goku!"

"Hm?"

"Goku! Goku, can you hear me?!"

"Huh? King Kai?" Goku muttered, not expecting to hear his teacher's voice. "Hey, King Kai!"

"Goku, I need to see you immediately! Do not delay it's a-" Suddenly, King Kai's voice vanished from his head.

"Wait what?" Goku blinked, confused. He looked around to see his wife was still talking to the school's primary heads. However, the savior of the universe noticed a small vein pulsating on his wife's forehead.

"Gah! Dammit, Control!" King Kai's voice returned, irritation loud and clear. "Goku, I need you to listen to me quickly before she shuts me out again! It's a big emergency-" And his voice was gone again.

"King Kai?" Goku calls for his instructor.

"Mr. Son, are you okay?" The headmaster asked, catching Goku's attention.

Goku rubs the back of his head. "Oh yeah, sorry! Hehe!"

Adjusting his glasses, the older man looked over his sheets. "Well, your wife has talked quite a bit, however we'd like to hear from you as well."

"Oh, cool-guh!" Makima elbows him lightly. "I mean, that would be perfect!" He straightens his back and speech.

"Your son's file here mentions that you both dabble in…martial arts? Could you tell us how a field such as that encourages an academic mindset?"

"Oh! I-uh-"

"GOKU! I NEED YOU, RIGHT NOW!" King Kai suddenly shouts into his head.

"Yeesh! King Kai, no need to yell!" Goku winces loudly, confusing the academic heads. Makima was simply tapping her finger on her lap, her anger clear as day to anyone that knew her.

"THIS IS A SERIOUS EMERGENCY! I NEED YOU-GAH-DAMMIT!" The Northern Kai screams painfully. "CONTROL YOUR FREAKING WIFE FOR ONCE-GAAH!"

Coming to a clear decision, Goku stands from his seat. "Sorry, Makima, but King Kai needs me for something."

"Darling-"

"Mr. Son-"

"I'll be back, I promise!" Before she could stop him, Goku teleports away to his teacher's small planet, leaving his spot completely empty. Makima pinched the bridge of her nose while the three humans gawked at the disappearing act.

"M-Mrs. Son… Is your husband some kind of magician-AH!" The minds of the academic heads went blank as Makima's control overcame their pathetic souls. A chain whipped out into the security cameras to erase the footage completely. She'll deal with whoever was watching them in a second as soon as she rewrites these humans' memories into accepting her son.

She was pissed, incredibly so. This was supposed to be a relatively peaceful day where she and her husband worked together to get their son accepted into a school, go enjoy the Hanami Festival, and then all go home. But that was too much to ever ask for if the universe had anything to say about it.

Makima was hoping that King Kai died by the end of the year, preferably crashing that car of his into that tiny little house he owns or blowing up into tiny bits, either one works.

Paragus introduced Vegeta, Trunks, and the others to the 'New' Planet Vegeta. A near desolate world with a very small population of tiny green people and an entire militia. When they arrived at the palace, Paragus introduced the group to his son, Broly.

Broly is a light skinned Saiyan with dark eyes and black spiky hair reaching his mid-back with short bangs framing his forehead. Broly is a towering man with a lean but well-built frame. His facial expression had a melancholic demeanor to it. He is shirtless while wearing white pants with a red waist cloak draped around his waist and secured by a yellow belt with a blue gem-center. He also wears similar yellow boots with a blue gem at the top and the front. On his head and around his neck are golden accessories with a similar blue gem on the center.

While everyone else stared at the newly discovered Saiyan in awe, Fami could see something more, something that made her stop munching on her snacks for a moment. While her eyes weren't as perceptive as Death or Makima's, she still held a level of ocular powers that let her peer into the colors of the soul. It didn't take her long to see that Paragus' soul was as nasty as sewer water (Which actually didn't taste that bad).

Broly's soul was pitch black, like a pit that swallowed up everything around it. There was no light, no hope, no signs of actual life. Just a pure black that desires nothing more than the destruction of everything and everyone.

"Ah. So, he's the Legendary Super Saiyan…makes sense." Fami realized as she took another bite of her cookies. Looks like they (Specifically Vegeta) had been led into a trap. She looked back at Paragus, who was clearly trying to keep everything hidden. Well, it looks like he wasn't trying to sick the guy on them at the moment, which meant she didn't have to worry about it.

Fami honestly didn't feel like fighting at all today, so avoiding a confrontation would be in her best interest. And judging by the fact that everyone, including her intelligent nephew, couldn't figure out the Broly was the Legendary Super Saiyan meant that she could continue being lazy until the inevitable.

"Auntie." She looks down at her nephew, his concerned gaze meeting her lazy eyes. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah." Fami answered with a shrug.

As Bulma predicted, Makima eventually appeared at the Hanami Picnic, though the Control Devil was already agitated about something. Judging by the fact that Goku was nowhere to be seen, the single mother could guess what happened.

Makima scanned over the park, noticing the lack of her son and several others, and came to a conclusion as she approached Bulma. "Let me guess, they're in space, aren't they?"

"Let me guess, Goku went to King Kai's?"

"You think they're connected?"

"Very likely. Explain the situation to me." Makima ordered.

"Hold him." Bulma, seeing Trunks reaching for the Devil, handed him off to Makima. The scientist reached into her purse to pull out some wipes. She began wiping down her son's face and started explaining. "Some unknown Saiyan called Paragus dragged Vegeta off into space to fight some Legendary Super Saiyan, the others followed to make sure he didn't get himself killed."

Makima readjusted her hold on the hybrid baby, bouncing him gently. Trunks giggles as he snuggles into the demon's chest. The Control Devil rolled her eyes at the tale. "So, Vegeta fell into an obvious ploy and got my son dragged into his mess. Great." There was also the fact that her son rushed off into space without even attempting to warn her. She'll punish him for that later.

"What happened to Goku?" Bulma asked.

"King Kai called for him during the interview, likely to deal with this Legendary Super Saiyan issue if our luck is anything to go by." Makima explained. "Do you think you can track them?"

"Shouldn't be too hard to lock onto Paragus' ship's signal. You'll have to take the ship at Capsule Corp." Bulma answered.

"Then, we'll need to move now." Makima said.

Bulma turned to look over at her parents, who were still enjoying the festival. "Mom! Dad! Watch over your Grandson!" Makima gently floated the baby over to Panchy, who was more than happy to hold her grandson.

"Have fun, sweetie!" Panchy waved.

"Bring back some of my beers in my office!" Dr. Briefs requested.

"Get them yourself!" Bulma barked back before taking Makima's hand. The two women disappeared in a flurry of Sakura Petals.

After receiving his assignment to stop the Legendary Super Saiyan, Goku traced the warrior's energy across the galaxy. He had found one of the planets that had fallen victim to the Saiyan's might. As much as he was looking forward to battling someone of this magnitude that didn't mean he approved of the Saiyan's evil methods. Goku understood that this guy needed to be stopped at all costs.

Luckily, he was able to trace where the Saiyan's power had gone which led him straight to 'New' Planet Vegeta. He received a stray punch to his face courtesy of Krillin the moment he teleported into the middle of a…freedom fight?

His son, who was also here for some reason, explained what was going on. Apparently, they were freeing these little green people who were being mistreated by the militia on this planet. They had been brought here by a Saiyan known as Paragus, who wanted Vegeta to take his spot as the King of all Saiyans and defeat the Legendary Super Saiyan.

"What are you doing here, Dad?" Gohan asked.

"King Kai asked me to check out the whole business with the Legendary Super Saiyan too. I tracked his energy here." Goku responded.

Trunks narrowed his eyes. "Wait, you mean the Legendary Super Saiyan is here?!"

"Well, I don't know. I felt his energy, but it suddenly vanished as soon as I got here." Goku scratched his cheek. "But since I'm here I can just wait for it to pop back up!"

"The more the merrier I'd say!" Goku and the others turned around to see Paragus walking over to them. "I can't say I was expecting one of the sons of Bardock to still be alive after these years, but it seems I underestimated my fellow Saiyans."

Goku tilted his head. "Huh? Bardock? Who's that?"

"Your father. He was an average fighter but a brilliant scientist!"

"Really?!"

"No." Paragus cut the jokes with a bored tone. It surprised him to see that Goku so easily believed the joke, but concluded the man was likely a complete idiot. "Still, feel free to make yourselves at home. This is our new home world for our dwindling race, after all."

While Paragus walks away, Krillin slaps his friend on the back. "Anyway, it's good to have you here, Goku! Feels me with a bit more confidence about all of this!"

"...Yeah." Goku mutters, his eyes locked onto Paragus' retreating form. There was something about the guy that didn't sit right with him at all. But he didn't have time to worry about that now, especially since he had a mission to take care of.

RUMBLE!

"Oops!" Goku laughed, rubbing his stomach. "Guess, I'm still pretty hungry even after that feast King Kai made! Hehe!"

"Here." Fami tosses him a box full of cooked ham. "You're gonna need it."

"What do you mean?" Goku blinks, but the Famine Devil doesn't elaborate as she goes back to eating her own food.

"By the way, Dad, where's Mom?" Gohan asked.

"Probably upset that neither of us are on Earth." Goku shrugged. He'll deal with that after this whole mess is finished. Hearing that his mother was upset didn't exactly fill Gohan with a lick of pleasant feelings, he knew a punishment was awaiting him back home.

Bulma finished inputting the coordinates of Paragus' ship's signature into the spaceship. Makima stood behind her, having discarded her business attire for her Public Safety uniform. "Have you finished, Bulma?"

"Yup! At max speed it shouldn't take you longer than a few hours to reach whatever planet Paragus took them." Bulma explained.

"Good." Makima uncrossed her arms and approached the control panel. "In case anything goes wrong, be sure to have the Dragon Balls ready. While I hate relying on them, we're in a situation of unpredictability. I rather not risk anything unfortunate."

"Gotcha! Then I'll-"

"Not so fast!" The two women turned to the entrance of the ship to see Piccolo standing in the doorway. His cape bellowed softly as he stepped closer to them. "You're not leaving without me."

Makima rolled her eyes. "Figured you'd catch on before I could leave. I assume you felt their energies leave the planet?"

"Pretty much. You can fill me in on the entire situation on our way there. The more time we waste, the more likely the others are in danger." Piccolo responded.

"You can admit that you're mostly concerned about Gohan." Makima teased, causing the Namekian to blush.

"Shut up!" He huffed.

Bulma picked up her bag, hurrying towards the door. "I'll get started on finding the Dragon Balls! Good luck, you two!" Bulma watches as the ship ascends through the clouds, entering the atmosphere at breakneck speed.

Inside the ship, the two took their seats, watching as the stars flew on by the ship. Piccolo crossed his arms, lowering his head. "So…did Gohan get into that school?"

"After I took control of them, yes."

"I thought you-"

"All of this happened."

"Ah."

"Did you bring Senzu Beans?" Makima asked.

Piccolo raised a small brown pouch. "Three."

"Good enough."

Silence returned between them after that, the only sound entering their ears was the sound of the ship's engines.

Paragus stormed through his castle, sweating profusely at the rapid changing events occurring. Things were going smoothly until the unpredictable variable identified as Bardock's youngest son arrived on this planet. Sure, the arrogant prince was growing impatient, but that was still workable. However, Kakarot's presence was going to send his unstable son on a downward spiral if something wasn't done.

He still needed to buy time for Comet Camori's arrival, his key to his ultimate revenge plan against Vegeta-the KING Vegeta-not the prince. To be honest, the prince had done nothing wrong to him or his son other than being rude. But the sins of the father fall upon the son, so this was the next best thing he was ever going to get.

Stepping into his son's chambers, Paragus' mood worsened upon finding the room empty. His son, when under control, was never known for moving around unprompted. Broly would sit quietly in his chamber, stuck in a slumber that kept his murderous impulses in-check under the gems' power. But if Broly wasn't in his chamber, then the only other place he could be was-

BOOM!

"BROLY!" Paragus shouted, rushing out of the chamber quickly. Dashing out of the palace, the evil Saiyan let out a panic gasp upon seeing a loud burst of green energy erupting in the distance. He quickened his speed to reach the epicenter, thrusting the control device around his hand.

Confronting his unstable child was, as he predicted, Kakarot. The Saiyan in orange could only watch in amazed horror at Broly's enormous power.

Stomping down between the two, Paragus activated the control device. "Broly! Calm down, now!"

"RAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!" Broly roared, his emerald-colored aura pulsating violently.

"STOP! STOP, BROLY!"

"HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!" A gut-wrenching evil laugh emerged from the Saiyan.

"NOW!" Paragus cried one last time. Thankfully, for all of their sakes, Broly started to calm down. His aura vanishes with a whisper, his hair turning back to its black color, and his muscles shrinking to normal size.

Acting quickly, Paragus gently turned his son around. "Let's get you back to the palace. It's almost time." Broly listened, but not before giving Goku one last glance. The two full-blooded Saiyans flew off towards the palace, leaving Goku standing near the lake.

Goku's face scrunched into a nervous scowl. "I get it…he's the one. Broly's the Legendary Super Saiyan."

"About time you realized."

"AH?!" Goku jumps, turning around to see Fami sitting in a tree with an apple in her mouth. She took another bite while her brother-in-law straightened himself out. "Fami?! I thought you were asleep?!"

"I don't need sleep."

"Oh yeah. I think I remember Makima mentioning that you Horsemen don't necessarily need to sleep. But I don't remember." Goku rubs the back of his head. The two stared at each other until Goku remembered what she said before. "Wait, you knew Broly was the Legendary Super Saiyan?!"

"From the moment I first saw him."

"Why didn't you say anything?!"

"I didn't want to fight."

"Ahhhhh! That makes sense!" Goku chuckles at her lazy nature. "I guess, I should get moving then, huh?"

"Yup." Fami took another bite. "Might want to hurry before they kill Vegeta or whatever. Not that it would be that bad of a loss if they did."

"Don't say that! Vegeta's a great guy!"

Fami gives him a look.

"Trunks and Bulma would be upset."

"They're the only ones who would."

After a while, Piccolo looks over to his companion. "Is there a reason you didn't invite War?"

"Why should I babysit her? If she's stupid enough to miss something important then that's her problem." Makima answered, coldly.

"Fair."

"Why didn't you tell her if it bothers you so much?" Makima asked back.

"I don't care if she does or doesn't but figured that you would because she's your sister."

Makima gives him a look.

The Namekian huffs. "You like having extra hands when necessary."

"We'll have more than enough with four Super Saiyans. She's unnecessary in the grand scheme of things."

"So, you're fine with Gohan fighting now?"

"I'm not fine with it. But he's a Super Saiyan now, so there's only so much I can do to stop him from getting involved. At this point, all I can do is be there to watch over him." Makima answered, truthfully. "He takes too much after his Father in that regard."

"It's not just him that Gohan takes after." Piccolo thinks, keeping it to himself.

"Hopefully, darling is keeping the situation under control before we get there."

"RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGHHHHHH!"

Welp, things certainly weren't under control anymore.

To summarize, Paragus realized he had finally been caught and revealed his evil scheme of getting them all (Specifically Vegeta) killed by the cataclysmic Comet Camori. During his explanation, Broly completely lost his cool, his hatred for Goku was far too strong to keep him contained under Paragus' control. Vegeta attempted to stop Broly, but his power was like a love tap in the face of the Legendary Super Saiyan. Now the prince was left gasping in disbelief on his knees like a frightened child.

With his unbridled power fully unleashed, Broly's skin exploded forth like shedding a cocoon. Everyone had to shield their eyes from the sheer force of Broly's energy becoming blindingly bright. When it died down, everyone could only look speechlessly at the raw magnitude of the Legendary Super Saiyan. Broly's body had increased in size, towering over all present with massive muscles. His hair had changed into a unique color from the usual golden Super Saiyan, now spiking up with a bright green aesthetic. His pupils vanished from his eyes, showing that the Saiyan was completely consumed by his rage.

"So, he's the one…the Legendary Super Saiyan…?!" Vegeta speaks with heavy breaths.

"Why is his hair green?" Fami questioned. Though she didn't receive any answer for her question.

Broly took a single step, shaking the ground in the wake of his might. He pointed directly at Goku. "Kakarot, I'm going to cover this planet in blood starting with yours!"

"No, you won't!" Gohan declared as he stepped in front of his father.

"RAAAAH!" Broly charges forward to battle the father-son duo. Goku moves to protect his son, knowing how dangerous this enemy was. Broly wasn't going to let them go that easily and gave chase.

Trunks got over his stupor, realizing that Goku and Gohan needed help. "They're in trouble! C'mon, Dad!" He flies off to assist them.

Vegeta, however, continues to sit in uncharacteristic fear. "I-it's no use…we're all gonna die."

"You're correct, Vegeta." Paragus steps into view, savoring Vegeta's fear. "Now that Broly's broken free of my control, there's nothing in this universe that can stop him now." The two of them watch the battle between Broly and the good-hearted Saiyans, the planet shivering from the chaos of the fight. "When Broly was born, your Father deemed him too dangerous to keep alive. He ordered to have us both killed and thrown out with the trash. It was only by the saving grace of Broly's unfathomable power that we survived the destruction of our home world." He looks down at the shivering prince. "And now that power shall be used to wipe your disgraceful bloodline off the face of the universe!"

"Cool story."

"What?!" Paragus turns around to see Fami standing right behind him. The Famine Devil looked bored as she munched on a bag of chips. Her demeanor confused the vengeful Saiyan. "A-are you not afraid?"

"Not really. Anyway, I'm going to round up the others. Have fun, Vegeta." Fami walks away with a wave. It wasn't like she expected the prince to respond since he was still frozen in fear. Thinking about it now…if they were on Earth could a Devil of Broly's might be born if someone like Vegeta was actually scared of him?

She shrugged, deciding that it wasn't an important thought to have since they weren't on Earth anyway.

"That's not good!" Piccolo exclaimed, staring out the window to see the massive light blue comet coming straight for their goal.

"Of course, it can't be anything simple…" Makima muttered. That comet wasn't the only issue, because that bottomless power level being felt from the planet below was honestly an even bigger problem. The situation seemed dire right from the get-go and there wasn't any time left to dilly dally.

Once the Capsule Corp ship landed on the planet, Makima and Piccolo wasted no time in dashing through the air to reach the battle. The Control Devil caught a glimpse of Fami, Krillin, Oolong, Roshi, and some small green aliens heading in their direction, likely trying to reach their ship after seeing it land. Whatever, as long as they stayed out of the way then she had no issue with that. All they needed to focus on was the upcoming battle ahead.

Broly stood above the desolate city, his foes defeated around him. The malicious Saiyan relished in his victory and the carnage that awaited him. Best yet, he'll not only get to kill Kakarot but the fool's son as well. Speaking of son, he looks over towards the unconscious boy dangling from a building. Broly fired off a KI blast strong enough to kill the brat for good, but a silver chain yanked the boy out of the way before it could land. Broly is confused until he sees the boy land in the arms of Makima, the woman holding him tightly.

"So, you find picking on kids enjoyable?" Broly turns to see Piccolo standing across from him with his arms crossed.

"Hmph! I do what needs to be done, but what else do you expect from a true freak?!" Broly laughs.

Makima pops a bean into her son's mouth, helping him chew and swallow it. The effects are immediate, waking her son up. Gohan's eyes brighten at the sight of his mother's yellow swirls. "Mom!"

"Thank you for holding out, son." Makima sets him down to stand on his own feet. "C'mon, Piccolo is helping your Father and Trunks."

"Mr. Piccolo's here too?!" Gohan exclaimed happily as he followed his mother. The two flew over to the building where a healed Goku was waiting for them. He smiled at his wife and son with his usual grin.

"Gohan, you're okay! And hey, Makima!" Goku greets his wife with a tender touch, something that didn't go unnoticed by Broly. The evil Saiyan kept his eyes on them the whole time, waiting for them to resume the battle. It didn't take long for him to piece together the relationship held between the three and laughed with excitement, picturing the exact way he'd tear Kakarot's family to pieces right in front of him.

"It seems we've found ourselves in another great predicament, haven't we, darling?" Makima smiled as she took off her jacket.

"Yeah, one we can't ignore." Goku responded, seriously. Makima placed her hand on his head, closing her eyes.

"Let me catch up on the situation, darling." With a nod of his head, he gave her permission to look through his head. Makima quickly absorbed the events that all led up to this moment, growing exasperated as she listened to Paragus' insane revenge plan against a dead man, and slightly entertained by Vegeta's fear of Broly. But the most important detail for her came straight from Broly's mouth.

Kakarot, how much do you love your son?

No matter what happens, she'll ensure this creature dies today.

"Mrs. Makima!" Trunks and Piccolo touched down on the rooftop with them. "I'm sorry that things got this far but-"

"Don't apologize, it's not your fault. All we need to do is kill that thing." Makima points at Broly.

Piccolo tossed off his weighted clothing. "If we're all done talking, then it's time to finish this! We don't have a lot of time!" The Saiyans transformed into Super Saiyans, while Makima and Piccolo powered up to their full-strength. Three Saiyans, a Devil, and a Namekian surrounded the evil Super Saiyan, who cackled like the crazed bastard he was.

"If you had just let me kill you all before you wouldn't be dealing with this pain! You're all complete and utter wastes of Saiyan blood!" Broly declared.

"We're all still far better than you, monster!" Trunks fired back.

"Monster? No! I'm the devil himself!" Broly shouts, proudly.

"Unfortunately for you, the devil's a woman!" Makima claps her hands, tightening the space around Broly to trap him. Goku and Piccolo lunge forward to unleash a fierce combined combo on the legend, however, Broly easily breaks free from his imprisonment to smash his arms against their chests. He leaps towards Makima and forces the woman to raise a barrier to block his savage strike, but it shatters under his weight and sends her into the ground.

Gohan and Trunks fire off a dual Masenko that does nothing to Broly. He whips around and fires a KI blast to scatter them both. Broly appears above Gohan and knocks him through the building below with a downward smash. Trunks kicks at him only to get his leg grabbed by Broly, the Saiyan descends with a screaming hybrid and smashes him into the ground.

Piccolo returns to the battle with a knee strike to the back of Broly's head. He continues with a few more blows before getting knocked away by Broly swinging Trunks into him. Broly releases the hybrid, then knocks Trunks back into the floor. Before he could continue beating down on the son of Vegeta, the ground between them is ripped apart by an invisible force.

Broly grins savagely when he sees the married couple converge on top of him together. Makima fires out supercharged rounds of invisible bullets while Goku unleashes a scattershot KI volley. Broly charges through their onslaught with a right hook that sends Goku flying through the city. He uses his other hand to grab Makima by her face, dragging her along one of the buildings.

Suddenly, a KI blast connects with his face and brings his attention to the oncoming Devil hybrid. Seeing the son of his most hated foe brought him immense joy. Broly throws the mother at her son, then follows it up with a charge KI blast. Makima quickly raised a reinforced barrier to protect them, but the force was still strong enough to send them crashing.

"Burning Attack!"

Broly dodges the flame-like KI blast to ascend towards Trunks, crashing into him with a brutal headbutt. Broly backflips with a kick that knocks Trunks back down into the city. Without even looking, the legend backhands Piccolo then swings his elbow into his sternum. Piccolo falls forward, gasping for air before getting swatted away like a fly.

"HYAAAAH!" Goku rushes into the battle, his aura flaring up brightly. He crashes against the Legendary Super Saiyan, the two exchanging a fierce repetition of blows. Goku breaks away, swerving around to find an opening. Broly counters his attempt, folding the Earthly Saiyan like laundry over his larger arm. He chases after Goku's rag dolling body to land a devastating kick that dragged Goku through most of the city.

Chains wrapped around his forearm, but a simple flex of his muscles tore them to pieces. Multiple copies of Makima surrounded him, clapping their hands to crush the Saiyan into a red paste. A sadistic laugh came from him as he felt his body constrict under the weight of her force. "Good, but not good enough!" Broly shouts, his energy pushed against her space manipulation like a bright green shield. "HAAAAAAAH!" All of Makima's clones were annihilated from the sheer force of his aura.

"T-this isn't good…!" Makima grunts when Broly's hand grabs her shirt. He punches her straight in the nose, tearing the fabric, and knocking her down towards her husband.

Broly continued to enjoy the carnage as Gohan, Piccolo, and Trunks jumped back into the battle.

Fami and the others had taken the Capsule Corp ship to leave the planet. She didn't feel bad since the others would prefer for them to be out of the way of the fight. Her eyes stared at the approaching Comet Camori. She wondered if comets tasted delicious. She'll have to test that out in the future.

Makima pulled herself out of the rubble of a collapsed skyscraper, brushing the blood and dirt off of her black sports bra. She listened to the silence, baffled by how someone of Broly's size and demeanor could actually go quiet. Her eyes scanned for his presence until she felt the air behind her ripple like water. Broly's massive hand emerged from the ground, his bulky frame tore through the stone and gravel as if it were paper. He held the Son matriarch in his palm, squeezing her skull slowly.

"Kakarot's mate! I wonder how much pain it'll bring him when I display your broken corpse!" Broly laughed. Makima tried to break free by blasting his torso with invisible bullets, but they did nothing to him. "Pathetic!" Broly increased his grip to crush her skull.

"LEAVE HER ALONE!" Gohan's foot smashed into Broly's face, actually managing to knock the Saiyan away. His mother fell to her knees, shocked by his sudden display of power. Gohan's eyes were glowing bright red, his Super Saiyan aura flashing with a tiny mix of crimson. "I won't let you get away with this!"

Broly stood up, wiping the small trickle of blood from his lips. A sadistic grin etched across his face as he stared at the hybrid child. "Looks like Kakarot's son has more bark than both of his parents combined! Try to make this interesting for me, boy! HA HA HA HA HA!" Broly lunged forward, tackling Gohan further into the city.

"Gohan!" Makima quickly gave chase to assist her son. It wasn't just her, since Goku had recovered and had seen Broly throw his son like a ragdoll.

Vegeta watched the battle, frozen stiff in his own fear. "H-how can they continue to fight?! It's no use, he's the Legendary Super Saiyan!"

"You have no idea how long I've waited for this, Vegeta, to see you groveling like a helpless child. Whether it's Broly or Comet Camori, your death is more than guaranteed." Paragus continued to taunt. "I only wish that it was your Father here before me instead, but the son will have to suffice."

"My… Father…?" Vegeta muttered.

"Yes! And the son is just as pathetic as he is! When all that pride and arrogance is taken away, you're both nothing more than cowards hiding in fear!" Paragus laughed. He missed the way Vegeta's gloved fists tightened. The prince's eyes returned to the battle, a small flame igniting within his irises.

Gohan's scuffle with Broly was brief, his anger barely made a difference in the face of the brutish legend. He was smashed against a wall, his Super Saiyan form fading away into the rubble. Goku and Makima jumped in the way to protect their son but a foot to the face greeted the mother, and the Control Devil crashed off into the distance.

"Makima!" Goku cried.

"What's wrong, Kakarot?! Too weak to protect your family?!" Broly taunted, slugging the Earthly Saiyan across the face. Goku bounced across the ground before stopping on his hands and knees. He looked over to see Broly slowly walking towards him. Knowing that they didn't have a choice in stopping, Goku climbs back to his feet.

"C'mon! Why don't you give us a handicap?!" Goku asked.

Raising his hand, Broly fired off a round of KI blasts. "Is that another word for coffin?"

Goku blocked the onslaught, his body stinging from the pain. He cups his hands to fire off his signature attack while Broly continues his slow march. "KA! ME! HA! ME! HAAAAA!" A point-blank Kamehameha does absolutely nothing to the Legendary Super Saiyan.

"HA HA HA!" Broly picks him up by his head. "What was that supposed to be, Goku?" He mockingly asked.

"Hehe…" A small chuckle leaves his lips before a glass-shattering punch connects with Goku's body.

Paragus looked up to see that Comet Camori was growing closer. "It seems that our time together is coming to an end. As much as I would love to continue watching your pride shrivel up, I must be making my escape."

"My pride…! Dammit…!" Vegeta punches the ground, surprising Paragus.

"Prince-"

"Sitting here like some small child, compared to my weakling of a Father, and having my pride mocked by those lower than me…!" Vegeta listed off his grievances as he stood back up. His eyes were burning with raw fury.

The vengeful Saiyan stared in horror. "H-how are you…?! You should be shivering in fear!"

"Fear?!" Vegeta's aura explodes, pushing Paragus away. "I don't fear anything! Especially not some mutated freak of a low-class Saiyan! HYAAAAH!" His Super Saiyan form roars to life. "I AM PRINCE VEGETA!" The Prince of all Saiyans shoots into the sky to join the battle with Broly.

Paragus, blown away by Vegeta's rejuvenated spirit, spits at the ground. "No matter! Fight as hard as you want, but there's nothing that can stop Broly! Your deaths are ensured, so all I have to do is escape this doomed world!" He flies off towards the palace to reach his escape pod, which he hopes didn't get destroyed in the chaos.

Trunks stands up from the rubble with exhausted breaths. The battle was going nowhere, and Broly was showing no signs of growing tired. Everything seemed hopeless until he noticed a familiar armored Super Saiyan descending into the city. Trunks' eyes brightened at the sight of his father. "Yeah! Get him, Dad!"

A defeated Piccolo is held in Broly's grasp and is about to be finished off until Broly notices the newest addition to the fight. He drops Piccolo and laughs loudly. "Well, well, another bug for me to squash!"

"I am the ruler of all Saiyans, including you, Broly!" Vegeta declared, proudly. He throws a rushing punch that Broly easily dodges. His other fist is caught by the larger Saiyan. "What?!"

"Then please make me kneel before you!" Broly brutally headbutts Vegeta, knocking him back. He stomps forward while Vegeta desperately fires off a KI volley that once again does nothing. His son attempts to protect him but is easily battered away by Broly.

Growling at the massive enemy, Vegeta engages with powerful strikes to deal damage to the Super Saiyan. Their scuffle takes to the sky with Vegeta clearly losing ground in the fight.

Makima spits out blood, coming to the conclusion that fighting like this wasn't going to get them anywhere. If they were going to win this battle, then they needed something that could gain them the edge in this fight. That's when her eyes noticed another strong energy signal off in the distance. Her eyes narrowed in that direction with her vanishing from the battle to follow it.

Paragus gives a relieved sight at his pod. While abandoning one's son may seem evil, this was a special circumstance. Certainly, Broly wouldn't be so easily killed by Comet Camori, so he'd still have a chance at controlling him once again. And if not? Well, his goal of revenge would be fulfilled, and the risk factor of his son would be gone as well. "Either way, I win regardless of what happens."

"Are you sure about that?"

Paragus whips around to see the bruised and bloodied Makima looming over him. His only good eye stares in fear and concern at her appearance. "H-how are you alive?! Shouldn't you be fighting Broly?!"

"Trying to run away when all of this is all your fault? Pathetic, and you call yourself a Saiyan." Makima scoffs.

Glaring at her insult of his blood, Paragus stands against her. "Do you think it matters at this point?! Broly is unstoppable, Comet Camori is almost upon us, and this entire universe is doomed too!"

BOOM!

Makima clicked her tongue, noting that sound was Vegeta losing his fight against Broly. The only ones left standing were herself and her husband. "I don't have the time to argue with a coward like you. I need a way to kill your monster of a son, and the answer lies in your head." She raises a finger at his temple. Paragus attempts to blast her, but his brief stint of fear was more than enough to quickly shut him down. His weak power meant nothing to her, and he was brought to his knees the silver chain lodged in his forehead. The Control Devil scoured through all of Paragus' memories in a millisecond until she found the specific information she needed.

Comet Camori was getting dangerously close to the 'New' Planet Vegeta. The planet was barely managing to handle the increased pressure being applied to it. On the surface itself, Goku was getting pushed through a brutal beatdown courtesy of Broly. The smackdown was so bad that it felt like he could hear rock music blaring loudly in the background.

"GYAH!" Goku was flung through the air, crashing through multiple rocks before coming to a stop.

"Poor, Kakarot!" Broly marches forward with sadistic thunder. "Too afraid to die!"

Goku climbs to his feet. "I've died before… I gotta say… It ain't as fun as it seems."

"Then allow me to make these final moments enjoyable!" Broly fires off a beam, exploding the ground in front of Goku. His body ragdolls into the air only to get smashed back down by Broly, then the larger Saiyan starts bouncing on Goku's body as if it were a trampoline. Goku's cries of pain were like music to Broly's ears, unfortunately for him, his fun came to an end when something collided with his head.

Broly caught the thing in his hand and looked down to see that it was his father's decapitated head. "What?"

"A little gift from me to you." Makima reveals herself to the legend. "I hope it doesn't bother you."

"Ha! Did you think I cared about this weakling?!" Broly proves this by crushing his father's head, drenching his palm in brains, blood, and bone marrow. "All you did was save me the time of killing him myself!" Broly charges forward to kill the woman, but she vanishes before he could land his blow. "Huh?!"

Makima appeared next to her husband, carrying him away to hide behind a rock. "Darling? Can you hear me?"

"Y-yeah… I can hear you…" Goku coughs, slowly rising to his feet. "This guy… Is really strong."

"He is, isn't he?" She agrees with his sentiment. "I have a way to beat him. But I can't do it alone." As she said that, a chain each sprouted out in front of their fallen allies. "I'm going to need the power from the others in order to finish him off."

"In that case…" Goku stops leaning on her to stand on his own. "I'll buy you some time." Their conversation is brought to an end by Broly smashing through the rock they were hiding behind. He makes a grab for Makima, but Goku blocks the attack. "Hurry, Makima! Everyone!"

"Right!" She jumps back to gain some distance to stay out of the crossfire.

"No matter what you do, you weaklings can't compare to me!" Broly declared. Goku holds him back, managing to let out a smirk.

"You never really know unless we try!" Goku punches against Broly's chest, but the evil Saiyan tanks all of it like nothing. He beats the Earthly Saiyan to a pulp without a bit of hesitation. All Makima could do was watch while she waited for the others to share their power with her.

Piccolo grabbed the chain. "Everyone…! Give your power to Makima!" He could feel his energy being drained by the second.

"Mrs. Makima…" Trunks held the chain to lend his energy.

"Mom… Dad…" Gohan mutters as he shares his energy.

Vegeta, unlike the others, stares at the chain in frustration and despair. He knew giving his energy was the smart thing to do, but he couldn't bring himself to do it.

"GYAAAAAAH!" Goku's screams echo all over the planet as Broly continues to brutalize him. Several savage punches connected with his stomach, burying him through several rock formations and boulders. He spins through the air, correcting himself to avoid a lariat that would have taken his head off. Unluckily, that left him open for a kick to his back that drags him against the rocky ground. Broly picks him up by his leg and smashes him down like a hammer repeatedly.

Her husband's cries forced her hand, knowing that he couldn't take much more punishment. Feeling the energy of the others filling her body, the Control Devil's braid comes undone, her hair flowing upwards with the golden aura surrounding her. Makima thrusts her hands forward, releasing glowing, silver chains that wrap around Broly's body, stabbing into his chest.

"Huh?!" Broly whips around to glare at the woman. "Do you really think something like this will work?!" He attempts to blow the chains away with his power but finds that they weren't as easily destroyed as last time. "What!?"

"Last time I wasn't aiming for your soul! Everyone has something they fear, even the likes of the Legendary Super Saiyan!" Makima crosses her arms, to quicken the chains to reach Broly's soul.

SHACKLE!

One of the chains wrap around his raging soul, causing the Saiyan to scream in pain. The intrusive attack causes a deep memory to flash in front of his eyes. A memory that scarred his heart for as long as he could remember. A dark room, surrounded by a plethora of infants, with one in particular crying loudly without stopping.

"S-STOP…!" Broly coughs out, his energy starts fluctuating widely in defensive response. "STOP…! KAKA…KAKA…!" More chains started wrapping around his soul. The infant's cries were getting louder. "KAKAROOOOOT!"

The sheer gargantuan explosive force almost knocked Makima over, her eyes widened at how much power Broly still had within him. "Just how strong is he?!"

"RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!" Broly's power continued to increase, pushing back against the chains that tried to hold him. The planet around them was starting to crumble from the proximity of Comet Camori, reminding Makima of their extremely limited time.

"D-dammit! Just go down!" Makima screamed. If his power kept growing like this, then her chains wouldn't be able to hold out. Suddenly, another burst of energy entered her body, granting her the chance to increase the density of her chains. The Control Devil turned around to see her husband holding her close. "Darling?!"

"C'mon, Makima! We're almost there!" Goku encouraged his wife.

"I know! HYAAAAAAAH!" Husband and wife roared, pushing their power to the limit to keep Broly's power contained. His body was pulsating violently to ward off the intrusive forces that attempted to seal him away. The chains continued trying to shackle his soul, but more and more resistance was destroying them just as quickly as they were appearing.

"T-this should be enough…! Why isn't it enough?!" Makima cried, frustrated. "I need more power!"

"Why…?" Vegeta's voice could be heard. "Why should I give you my power?!"

"Vegeta?!" Goku gasped.

"F-Father…!" Trunks couldn't believe what was happening right now.

The prince crawled to his feet, glaring at them in the distance. "I refuse! There's no way I'll share my energy with you!"

Goku growled fiercely. "VEGETA! MORE POWER! RIGHT NOW!"

"NO! If it were you Kakarot that would be one thing, but to give my power to that infuriating satanic woman burns my blood like no other! I am the Prince of all Saiyans, I refuse to give my power to her!" Vegeta shouted.

Makima hissed between her teeth, struggling to maintain her grip on Broly. "Vegeta, we don't have time for this! You either give me your power right now or I'll take it from you by force, even if it means tearing your soul to pieces!"

"GRAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!" Broly's energy was breaking through his skin to reach freedom. "KAKAROOOOOOT!"

"VEGETA, GIVE HER YOUR POOOOOOOWEEEEEEER!" Goku roared.

"DAMMIT ALL!" Vegeta, growing tired of the pressure, grabs the silver chain. "FINE! BUT SHE BETTER FINISH THIS NOW! TAKE IT!"

Makima's eyes shined a teal color, her hair ignited into a golden light like a dancing flame, and her chains matched it with a new golden illumination. Her aura exploded with a powerful burst thanks to Vegeta's energy completing the transfer. "This is it! All of this power is under my control!"

Responding to Makima's commands, the chains were now powerful enough to fully wrap around Broly's soul, forcing back all of his energy. "All of that power you were so proudly boasting about means nothing in the face of fear!"

"G-G-G-GRAAAAAAAAH!" Broly's body started to shrink back down to its regular size, his pupils returning with the diminishing of his power. "KA-KA-KA-KA!" His most traumatic memory continued to flash through his mind.

Goku's crying, the stab wound that almost killed him, and the giant sun that almost consumed him. His body couldn't take it anymore, it started to fall to pieces as a result of the seal placed around his soul.

Comet Camori had finally arrived, consuming the planet bit by bit.

Broly's hate-filled gaze met the eyes of Makima. The two people he hated the most showed no remorse in his defeat. Makima closed her hands to finish the seal.

"Too bad, Legendary Super Saiyan, the one to defeat you…"

A baby's crying echoed in Broly's ears one final time; in his mind he looked over to Kakarot's incubator to see the baby's eyes weren't black.

"The one to defeat you…"

The baby's eyes were yellow with spirals swirling in the pupils.

"Was a Devil!"

CLAP!

"KAKAROOOOOOOOOT!"

With Broly's final scream, Comet Camori completely devoured 'New' Planet Vegeta, erasing the world from existence.

In the void of space, the Capsule Corp ship floated peacefully until it was suddenly bombarded by more people entering the interior. The ship was already pretty full with the Shamosians on board as well, but the addition of Makima and the others almost made it burst. A last minute save thanks to Instant Transmission was the only reason they survived the planet's destruction.

While everyone else tried to get comfortable, Goku and Makima shared a nice kiss to celebrate their victory.

After returning to Earth and getting into a nice change of clothes, the Son Family returned back home in a flurry of Sakura Petals. Their door burst open from the impact of their dogs rushing to greet their owners. Gohan was knocked over by the plethora of loving creatures tackling him.

"Hehe! I guess they missed us! We weren't even gone that long!" Goku laughs.

"Hm, yes, but I miss you too whenever you're not around, darling." Makima kisses his cheek.

Goku giggles softly at her affection, then thinks about recent events. "I have to admit, Broly was pretty strong. To think there was a Legendary Super Saiyan out there."

"Yes, but someone like him is far too dangerous. He's better dead rather than alive, darling." Makima said.

"True." Goku agrees. That battle was definitely one of their hardest in recent times. And they have another one coming up in a few days, thankfully Cell hadn't moved from his place whatsoever.

Even then, a part of him wondered if Broly really did die at the end there.

Floating through the void of space in the Milky Way galaxy was a tiny green sphere of energy, it was sealed tightly by a woven web of golden chains. However, if one were to listen closely, a vicious growling could be heard coming from the green sphere.

Movie End

Chapter Text

Movie 9: Plan to Eradicate the Saiyans

If there was anything War hated more than anything, it was love and kindness. Concepts that utterly betrayed the raw, visceral emotions brought to life through conflict. Humans were awful creatures, ruthless gnats that allowed their fears to control their every whim. Through that fear, nations waged war against each other all throughout history.

Love, faith, religion, genocide, unity, and such meshed together into a colorful little painting.

A painting that took the shape of the War Devil, one of the most feared creatures known between humanity and Devils.

The rising tensions between nations was like an appetizer before the main course. She could tell whenever these stupid world leaders were just itching to attack each other in some futile attempt to gain more power. It was honestly a shame that the Nuke Devil had been consumed by that stupid Chainsaw Man, otherwise she'd have witnessed a nuclear war big enough to enable her to surpass her siblings.

Peace granted her nothing but weakness. She hated the sheer idea of a peaceful world, because if the world was at peace, then what would be left for her? War truly hated the concepts of kindness and love. Spreading joy did nothing but diminish her reason to exist. So, when she sees the world taking the time to celebrate Christmas Eve, when they were just a week away from potentially getting wiped out by egotistical bug-man, she wants to vomit.

War floats in the sky, looking down at the make-shift Christmas party invitation her goody two-shoes nephew had made her. It bothered her a lot whenever that child did things like this. When had she ever shown interest in wanting to party with their little family and friends? It's not like his mother prompted him to do this. His father did, because her idiot brother-in-law's name was scribbled right next to Gohan's. How the 9-year-old had better penmanship than him baffled her considerably.

"This is stupid." She says to herself as she heads towards Mt. Paozu. They weren't even human for hell's sake! Why were they celebrating a human holiday of all things?! She shouldn't even bother going to this stupid party, but hearing her nephew's moaning about it the next time she sees him would be even more annoying.

Yeah, annoying. That's why she was coming to this party.

War touched down on the front porch of the Son household, sounds of music and laughter could be heard coming from inside. Before she could even regret showing up, the door swung open quickly. She looked down to see the bright, smiling face of her Super Saiyan nephew.

"Auntie! You came!" Gohan exclaimed.

"Not because of your invite or anything!" War refused to admit. "I just got hungry, that's all." Then she got a better look at her nephew to see what he was wearing. "What the hell is that?"

"Huh? My sweater?" Gohan touches his ugly Christmas sweater. The top was obviously Christmas themed. Designed with a weird looking llama wearing a Christmas hat on the front. "It was Mom's idea! She thought it would be fun!"

"Please don't tell me the rest of them are wearing ugly sweaters…" War felt like she was going to lose her mind.

"Uh-"

"Hey, War!" Goku popped up behind his son, a glass of eggnog in his hands. Just like his son, he was wearing an ugly sweater. His sweater had a derpy-looking reindeer on the front, a fitting choice for someone like him in her opinion. "Glad you could make it! Want some eggnog?"

The barrel of a gun responded to his question by aiming straight between his eyes. War's eyes glowed dangerously at the jolly Saiyan. "Get that glass, that sweater, and your stupid face away from me before you lose it."

"Which one?" Goku asked, confused.

She would have pulled the trigger if Gohan hadn't pulled down her arm. "Auntie!"

"Whatever!" War sighed. The father and son moved to let her enter the house. Immediately, War was blinded by the bright Christmas decorations that littered the house. Even their dogs and Icarus were dressed up in ugly sweaters and lights. Annoying Christmas music could be heard coming from the Bluetooth speaker near the dining table. The War Devil wanted to rip her face off. "Why did I agree to this again?"

"C'mon, Auntie! The others are waiting in the living room while Mom's still finishing up the food!" Gohan grabs his aunt's hand, pulling her towards the living area.

"Others?" She was confused until her eyes landed on the two figures sitting on the couch. The first was Fami, no surprise there, the Famine Devil was also dressed up in an ugly sweater. The design was of Santa using his piss to spell out the words 'Merry Christmas'.

The next was Piccolo, and Makima had somehow forced him to discard his usual attire for an ugly sweater. He had Jesus on the front with the words 'Birthday Boy' scribbled on the white robe. Likely, a joke about the fact that Piccolo was technically the son of God when you think about his history under a certain lens.

"Oh? You actually came?" Fami said, a plate of cookies on her lap. Down by her feet were several empty mugs of eggnog.

"Didn't think you liked Christmas." Piccolo huffs before taking a sip of his water.

"I don't. Nothing about this holiday brings me joy." War spat, yanking her arm away from Gohan. "I'd much rather go out and commit a war crime."

"C'mon, Auntie! That's not a nice thing to do!" Gohan pouted.

"Did you forget what my name is, kid?"

He blushed a bit. "No-I just mean-"

"Look, you guys seemingly enjoy all this cutesy Christmas crap, but I don't need it! Just a bunch of lousy shit a bunch of humans made to feel better about themselves! And don't even get me started on that fat marketable bastard!" War spat.

"But we got you a sweater too!" Goku's voice draws their attention. She turns to see him holding up a sweater with a design of Santa's fatass stuck in the chimney, his pale buttocks visible for all to see.

"As if I'd wear something like that!" War screeched. "What moron even decided to get that for me?!"

"I did."

"KYAAA!" War releases a girly shriek, jumping away like a frightened kitten. When she realizes what she did, the Devil fixes her posture with an embarrassed cough. Her eyes glare directly at her redheaded older sister. "Control! Why the hell are you here?!"

"I live here."

Okay… she should have worded that question better.

Getting a better look at her sister, War's face twisted with disgust at the sweater. A green, wholly sweater with a derpy corgi dressed like Santa on the front. "That is hideous."

"That's the point, yes." Makima said.

"Is it time to eat, Makima?!" Goku asked, rubbing his belly.

"The food is done. I came to let you all know that we can move towards the dining room." Makima answered, much to her husband and sister's joy.

While others hurried off into the dining room, War stayed stuck in place, crossing her arms with a scowl. Makima turned to her sister, silently staring at her long enough to get War's attention. "What?"

"Put the sweater on. It'll mean a lot to him." That was all Makima said before walking away.

War stared down at the ugly sweater, grumbling at the situation she's in. Like hell she was going to humiliate herself by putting on such disgraceful attire! She was the War Devil for hell's sake! But instead of throwing it aside, War tucked it away into her weapon space and marched off into the dining room.

At Capsule Corp, Bulma was hard at work on her laptop, working on a special project that's been eating up most of her attention the last few weeks. Sure, the world could potentially end by the end of the week but that wasn't an excuse to get lazy.

The door to her office opened. "Are you still working, Mom?"

With a cheeky smile, Bulma pauses her work to turn in her chair. Her eyes were blessed by the sight of her time traveling son. "You know me, Trunks, I can't stay unoccupied for too long."

Dressed in his Saiyan battle armor, similar to his father, Trunks looked more and more like the man every day. Except for the fact that the boy smiled far more and wasn't a total jackass. "It's Christmas Eve, Mom. We should spend this time celebrating together, at least, that's what my Mom in my timeline says." He tells her as he closes the distance.

"I'm guessing she would say that to you and Gohan whenever the two of you were too caught up in training, right?" Bulma inquired.

"You got it." A wishful look crossed the boy's face. "Mom-err-you would get upset whenever we'd get too caught up in something. Saying that we'd lose our focus on the other things that mattered if all we focused on were the Androids."

Bulma reached up, gently touching his face. "You miss her, don't you?"

"Is it that obvious?"

"I'm your Mother, Trunks. Even though I'm not the same person as the one you know, I can still see the looks of worry and longing." Bulma chuckles.

Trunks let out a small sigh. "I guess I'm just scared. After everyone else died, I'm really all she has left. If we lose this battle against Cell, then… she's all alone with 17 and 18 still causing trouble. If I'm not there to protect her…"

"Don't think like that!" Bulma jumps from her chair, surprising the teen. "I may not have met her, but she's me, which means she's a tough cookie! No matter what, she'll tough her way out of any situation. And don't think about the bad, just think about everything you'll say to her when you see her again."

Trunks smiled. "Like how much of a pain dealing with Father is?"

"That's number one on the list, yes." Bulma chuckled. An idea came over the scientist at that moment. "You know what, son, you're right!"

"Huh?" Trunks blinked.

"I think it'll do me some good to get away from work for a bit. It's the holidays, and it's important to spend it with family. I'll close up things here, and then we can join up with your grandparents and the younger Trunks. Maybe we can even convince your Father to join us for some party games? How does that sound?"

"I think that sounds great-"

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

Immediately, Bulma and Trunks heard Bulma's emergency system go off. The owner of CC hurried back to her computer to check what was happening. Trunks was right beside her. "Mom! What's going on?!"

The computer's screen transitioned from files and database to a scanner transmission of the planet's atmosphere. "Something just entered the Earth's atmosphere… no, not just one either! Multiple!"

"Can you figure out what it is?!" Trunks asked.

"Give me some time! In the meantime, get Goku and the others here!"

"Right!"

Goku teleported into Bulma's lab with the rest of his family. Bulma and Trunks were hard at work and turned around to see their friends had arrived. "Goku! Makima! I'm glad you're all here!" Bulma happily exclaimed. Then she noticed the assortment of sweaters. "Uh… should I even ask?"

"No." War, still not wearing hers, replied.

"What's going on Bulma?!" Gohan runs up to them to ask.

"Something important enough to interrupt our Christmas Eve party, I'm assuming." Makima follows her son at a leisurely pace.

Bulma nods her head. "Right now, the whole world is in a lot of trouble." She picks up a remote to turn on one of her monitors. The news channel appeared, doing a live report on the situation currently plaguing the world.

"Everyone, please refrain from going outside. Just now, devices from a mysterious dark planet have landed in West City and countless other places around the world!" The broadcast showed different countries, cities, and islands that were suffering under the same purple smog as West City. "These strange devices have started releasing a dangerous gas! What will become of Earth if this continues?!"

"What terrible timing…" Trunks muttered.

"Do you know what it is?" Piccolo asked the super genius.

Bulma pulled up the lab report on her computer. "It's Destron Gas… It's really awful stuff that will erode and destroy every living thing on the planet. Though those who aren't human will be affected the least."

"Which means everyone in this room except for you would have better chances at surviving it." Makima clarified.

"Yeah. And according to my calculation… Everyone on Earth will be annihilated in 70 days." Bulma announced the grim news.

"But who would do something like this?! Especially on Christmas!" Gohan cried.

War rolled her eyes. "There are more important things going on than this stupid holiday, kid!"

Behind them, the office's door opened to reveal the Prince of all Saiyans himself. Goku's eyes brightened at the sight of his rival. "Vegeta!"

"Hmph! There's only one group of people responsible for this mess." Vegeta entered the room, crossing his arms with his usual resting bitch face. "The Tuffles."

"Truffles?" Fami pulls one out from her pocket.

"No, moron! The Tuffles! A scientifically advanced race that had been wiped out by the Saiyans long ago!" Vegeta explained. "Planet Vegeta was originally habited by them, but the Saiyans took it after stumbling upon it."

"Of course this has to do with your genocidal race!" War groaned.

"As if you're one to talk!" Vegeta hissed back.

"Whatever remains of the Tuffles is seeking revenge against the Saiyans." Piccolo summarized.

"But how did they even know there were Saiyans left?" Goku asked.

Makima crossed her arms. "Seemingly, the entire universe learned that a Saiyan from Earth had defeated Freeza. That must have tipped our culprit off to come here."

"I'll see if I can analyze this Destron Gas to find anything that can combat it! You guys go out and…do what you do best!" Bulma ordered.

Makima turned to the others. "Let's start with the city first. We'll destroy all of the machines dispersing the gas before dealing with the rest of the planet."

"Got it!" Goku agrees to the plan. He and the others turned to head out until Makima's voice picked up again.

"But before we do!"

SNAP!

Goku blinked and felt something strange around his body. Looking down, he found himself dressed up in a Santa Claus outfit. "Huh? Why am I wearing this?" He hadn't been the only one, because the others were now dressed as elves. Fami and Yoru wore a female variation with a short skirt and dark brown leggings.

Makima strutted up to Goku, wearing a sexy Mrs. Claus costume. She wraps her arms around her husband with a sultry smile. "We have to save Christmas in style, darling."

Her words triggered something in the Saiyan's head. "Save Christmas?! We're gonna save Christmas!"

"LIKE, HELL!" Vegeta and Yoru roared. "WHY THE HELL AM I DRESSED LIKE THIS?!"

"Tch…" Piccolo pulled at his collar. Trunks, Gohan, and Fami didn't mind their state of dress, though they were slightly confused.

Makima gave the two a serious stare. "You're our slaves-I mean-elves, so shut up and follow our orders."

"YOU JUST CALLED US SLAVES!"

Gohan scratched his cheek. "Well, saving Christmas is something I've always wanted to do."

"Really?" Trunks asked.

"Yeah! You see it all the time in Christmas movies!"

Trunks smiled softly at his fellow hybrid's innocence. "I wonder if my version felt the same."

"Enough complaining!" Piccolo yelled. "We need to leave now if we want to deal with this mess!"

"Fine!" Vegeta snarled, storming out of the office. War wasn't far behind with her own scowl, cursing her sister for being a controlling bitch.

Bulma watched them leave with an exasperated smile. "At least I didn't have to put on a costume."

Goku and his allies travelled through the city, destroying the Destron machines left and right until there was one left. The final machine was resting on top of a skyscraper, spewing out dangerous levels of toxic gas. "Alright, guys! We just have to destroy this last machine, and we'll have officially saved Christmas!"

"We have several others around the planet to destroy." Piccolo reminds him.

"You stopped taking this seriously the moment she mentioned 'saving Christmas', didn't you?" War added, crossing her arms.

Goku chose to ignore them. "Okay! Who wants the honor-"

BOOM!

Clearly, Vegeta was rearing to get this finished since he decided to attack the machine before Goku finished. "There! It's done!"

"I don't think so." Fami points back at the tower as she chewed on some cookies. Everyone looked to see the machine was completely unharmed.

"What the hell?!" Vegeta gasped.

A green barrier flickered into view before becoming translucent once more. Makima's eyes narrowed at the barrier. "It would seem our culprit has caught onto us."

"That's right, demon!"

The heroes' eyes widened, recognizing the voice. They turned around to see the purple smog coming together, taking the form of the long deceased Emperor of the Universe, Freeza. "I must say, what fantastic outfits you're all wearing!" He chuckled, darkly.

"Freeza?!" Goku exclaimed.

"But I killed you myself!" Trunks recalled his battle with Freeza a few years ago.

"Hehe! I'm certain you're all curious, but I'd rather skip to the extravaganza!" Freeza raised his hand, commanding the black smog to converge around him. "Come! Spirits of Christmas Day Past!"

"Christmas Day… Past?!" Gohan cried, confused.

Six clouds of smog surrounded the heroes, taking the form of the foes they had defeated in the past. Goku gasped loudly. "Cooler, Lord Slug, Android 13, and Turles!"

"How come he said my name last?!" Turles complained.

"At least he said your name!" The two other enemies cried.

Everyone stared confusingly at them. Trunks points at them. "Who are you two?"

"W-what are you talking about?! Don't you remember us?!"

Both heroes and villains look at each other. "Uhhh…should we?"

"He should remember me at least!" The male points at Slug.

"I would remember someone as stupid looking as you." Slug scoffed.

"I'm the Meteor Devil!"

"And I'm Amba! The Shadow Devil! Garlic Jr.'s minion!"

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"Can we fight now?" Goku asked.

"Oh, for the love of-YES!" Freeza declared, lunging for the Santa Saiyan. However, Vegeta got in Freeza's way, kicking him aside. "Vegeta?!"

"I'm the one who's going to kill you this time, Freeza!" Vegeta transforms into a Super Saiyan, surprising the old emperor.

"A Super Saiyan?!"

The rest of the Saiyans transformed as well, then attacked their opponents with Piccolo and the Devils following suit. Goku and Makima attacked Cooler, using their impressive teamwork to make light work of him. Piccolo handled Slug easily, while Trunks handled Android 13 with earth shattering punches. Gohan furiously kicked Turles' ass, paying him back for the pain he caused him years ago. War easily took down the Amba, while Fami consumed Meteor with one of her constructs.

As the fight continued to move in their favor, Makima started to notice something weird. It became especially clear after her husband blasted Cooler into the tower. "Darling, wait!"

"Huh?" Goku stops, turning to her. "What's wrong, Makima?"

"There's something wrong with them!"

The confusion became clear after Vegeta destroyed Freeza with a powerful KI blast. The prince's arrogant smirk vanished when Freeza reappeared behind him in a cloud of purple smog. "What?!"

The same phenomenon happened to the others after defeating their ghastly enemies. "They're not solid matter! They're made up of the smog covering the planet!" Makima exclaimed.

"Took you long enough!" Cooler laughed.

Gohan starts coughing, alongside some of the others. The only ones who were fine were the Devils, but the drasticness of the situation was becoming clear. "It was only a matter of time, but fighting in this gas must have sped up the process!" After declaring that, Makima was blasted into the tower by Cooler.

"Makima-guh!" Goku was next to be thrown into the tower, crashing next to his wife. Their son and the others were next to get assaulted by the villains. The combined might of the gas and the villains' power left them all weakened.

Freeza chuckled, unfolding his arms. "Seeing you all like this certainly feels me with cheer, fitting for this time of year! Now, may you monkeys and your allies gift us with the joys of your deaths!" He and the others prepared their signature attacks to eliminate their most hated advisories.

"I-I can't… move!" Goku grunted.

"D-dammit…!" Vegeta cursed.

"C-Christmas can't end like this!" Gohan cried out.

Makima was about to do something until something caught her eye. Descending down from the sky was Bulma's Capsule Corp jet. "Hey, guys!" She flew through the villains, forcing them to spread out. "I finished analyzing the gas! I made a neutralizing agent!" She pressed a button on her console, deploying a huge batch of capsules across the city. A few of them landed inside of the Destron machine, causing it to fire out the neutralizing agent instead. The rest of the capsules popped in the air, cleansing the city. The sky cleared, bringing back the beautiful blue sky they all loved.

"The gas… it's disappearing!" Piccolo shouted.

"I can breathe again!" Trunks took in a deep breath of fresh air.

Goku opened and closed his fists. "My strength is coming back too. Thanks, Bulma!"

"It's just a prototype, so it might not last long! Hurry up and finish them off!" The blue-haired scientist added.

"Gotcha!" Goku responded, nodding to her.

As Bulma flew away, Meteor tried to take a shot at her. However, Vegeta appeared in front of him, burying his fist in the Devil's sternum. "Without that gas, you fools are no longer immortal!" He kicked Meteor back towards the group. He and the others surrounded the panicking villains. "You're all going straight back to Hell!"

"C-CURSE YOOOOUUU!" Freeza shrieked.

"HYAAAAH!" Goku released a Kamehameha, taking out Cooler instantly.

Makima tore Turles to pieces by ripping his limbs from his body, then crushed him into a tiny meatball to be eradicated by a KI blast.

Trunks annihilated Android 13 with a Burning Attack, toasting the evil robot into ash.

Gohan and Piccolo used a combined Masenko to erase Slug from existence.

Fami literally grabbed Meteor and shoved him down her throat, swallowing him whole. She gave a little burp. "Hm. Spicy."

War carved out Amba's heart before erasing her with a KI-enhanced bomb.

Finally, Vegeta savored his victory as he destroyed Vegeta with Big Bang Attack, his ears pleased by the sounds of Freeza's deathly screams.

Seeing that their enemies had been defeated, and the gas was gone, Goku raised his arms, gesturing to everyone. "We did it, guys! We saved Christmas!"

"The rest of the world is still suffering from the gas." Piccolo had to remind him again.

"Alas, I'm curious about something." Makima hummed, gaining their attention.

"What do you mean, Mom?" Gohan asked.

"Think about it. How would Freeza know about something like Christmas?" Makima asked the group.

"He watched TV?" Fami uselessly answered.

"I think it would be better if you never talked again." War shoved her sister away. "I agree, there's no way this stupid holiday stretches anywhere outside of this planet."

"You don't know that, Auntie! Christmas could be celebrated all over the universe!" Gohan defended his favorite holiday.

"Vegeta, do you celebrate Christmas?"

"The fuck's a Christmas?"

"There you go." She gave her nephew a flat stare. Gohan groaned at his aunt, though he was determined to reach through to her no matter what.

"What I'm saying is…! I think there's more going on than just a revenge scheme." Makima snaps her fingers to get their attention back.

"What about the rest of the Destron machines?" Piccolo asked.

"There's no need to worry about those anymore. Not if we deal with the direct source." Makima looks up, prompting the others to follow. Above them, sitting outside of their outer atmosphere, was a red planet-sized ship.

"Ah, it would seem that your grudges weren't enough to vanquish those naughty foes." The elderly figure placed the soul-gas of the defeated villains back into their crimson orbs. "However, your efforts weren't completely fruitless. The energy absorbed by the Destron gas and your battles have filled up my Holy Meter just nicely. Transforming the negative energy into Jolly energy." His old, wrinkly hand reached up to the glass of his machine, savoring the energy dwelling inside. "Soon, the ultimate warrior will be born."

TZZT!

"Hmph! So, you've arrived, Saiyans." The old man turned around, revealing himself to Goku and his allies. He is an elderly man with long white hair, and an abundant beard. He wore a simple brown outfit with a pair of gloves and boots. "Welcome to my humble workshop."

"Workshop?" Piccolo questioned.

Goku looked around, noticing the various Christmas-like decorations littering the interior of the workshop. "Wait a minute! These are Christmas decorations!"

"But why would a Tuffle have a bunch of decorations for Christmas?" Trunks questioned.

"It's obvious." Makima narrowed her eyes, pointing at the old alien. "There's only one reason why our dead enemies, his castle, and even the chosen day of attack would be about Christmas…!"

The old Tuffle smiled sinisterly. "I am so glad that you managed to figure it out! Yes, I am the last of the Tuffle race, the greatest of our scientists, Dr. Lychee!" He leaned in close for them to see his face. "But you can also call me Santa Claus!"

"SANTA?!" Goku and Gohan screamed, utterly baffled.

War raised her hand. "W-wait a minute! Hold on a damn minute! How the hell is an alien, not even raised on Earth, Santa Claus?! That fat jolly bastard isn't even real!"

"Oh, but I am real! And I've come to punish the ones at the top of my Naughty List!" Santa declared.

"But you're Santa! Why would you try to destroy the Earth on Christmas?!" Gohan asked.

Santa ascended upwards, floating in front of his Holy Meter. "As I'm certain you all know, the Tuffle race was exterminated by the Saiyan race! Through the years since, I had been journeying through the universe to find something new. That was until I discovered Earth, and learned of Christmas." Behind him, the machine started to rev-up, lighting up slowly. "Such a delightful ritual shared amongst Earthlings managed to touch this scarred heart of mine."

"Thus, you took up the mantle of Santa Claus to spread joy, am I right?" Makima interrupted.

"Precisely!" His arms shot up. "Using my advanced technology, I traveled through space to spread the name and joy of Christmas to everyone across the galaxy! All in hopes of undoing the pain and hatred caused by the Saiyan race, to rid the galaxy of the marks they left!"

"Freeza wiped them all out." Piccolo reminded him.

"AND YET THE SAIYAN RACE STILL LIVES!" Santa's finger dragged along the air, pointing at the Saiyans of the group. "Even worse, the planet that I had found hope in, welcomes these monsters as if they were their own! You've even had children with them, spreading that accursed blood into the gene pool!" Purple gas started to rise, entering the Holy Machine. The glass windows illuminated brightly. "Therefore, I have decided…!"

Makima noticed the machine was powering up. "STOP HIM! BEFORE HIS MACHINE FINISHES!"

Goku and Vegeta dashed forward to strike Santa, however, his green barrier prevented the two from reaching him. Electrical shocks exploded forth, blowing the Saiyans away.

"Light Grenade!"

"Explosive Rush!"

Yoru and Piccolo fired off their techniques at the mad scientist, but they were simply greeted to the same failure. Fami attempted to eat him with her construct, but the green barrier cracked it like a nutcracker. Gohan and Trunks tried the same as their fathers and failed in a very similar fashion.

"THAT THE EARTH IS NAUGHTY!" Santa's voice echoed with a loud boom. A huge shockwave sent them all flying away from his machine. Energy exploded from the machine, swallowing the last Tuffle whole. His mad laughter could be heard as an emerald-like glass barrier morphed around him. His body began to undergo a drastic change, his energy skyrocketing to unbelievable levels.

"H-his power…?!" Trunks gasped.

"Holy shit…!" War had to summon a shield to keep herself from getting blown away.

"I-it might be even higher than Broly's!" Goku exclaimed.

Soon enough, the light died down, the emerald barrier slowly shattered away like glass. Santa had gone through an extreme change due to the energy he had absorbed. He had grown in height, towering over them all. He appears to have a skinlike substance that is pink while the armor that covers him in parts is red. He also has blue oval shaped designs on his arms, chest and head which is storing up energy. "Ho, ho, ho!"

"That's one hell of a change!" Piccolo growled.

"What are you, now?! Some kind of Super Santa?!" War asked.

He flexed his hands, feeling his new body. Old Saint Nick grinned at the assumption. "Certainly. You're not dealing with the average Father Christmas anymore. Today shall mark the last Christmas the Earth shall ever know!"

"Not on our watch!" Goku declared.

Before any of them could move, Santa flashed in front of the group. His fists were like blurs, slamming the ever-so-living-shit out of Goku, Makima, and Fami. As the three were sent spiraling, Gohan was grabbed by his face and smashed into Trunks. Santa's larger knee knocked the two into the factory below. Piccolo received a nasty headbutt, then a punch into his sternum before getting kicked into a pillar. Santa reached from behind, grabbing Vegeta by his face and descending down into the floor to smash the Saiyan. The evil Claus tried to stomp on his head, but a sword whizzed past his face.

"Eat your milk and cookies in Hell!" War brandished two broadswords to cut through Santa's skull. Her blades shattered upon contact with his body. "What-GAH!" Santa folded her over his fist hard enough to send her spiraling through the air.

"Big Bang Attack!" A sudden explosion smashed into his back, shaking the workshop. Vegeta pushed himself away from Santa to gain some distance. Unfortunately, the grumpy elf refused to let the Saiyan Prince off easily.

"Prince Vegeta!" Santa grabbed him by his leg, yanking him down. "Your Father's role in the extinction of my race shall not go unpunished! For this Christmas, I'll give you something far worse than coal!"

"Do you think I care?! Your race was weak, that's why they died!" Vegeta fired a KI blast to force the Tuffle to release him. He pulled back his arms, charging up a burst of energy. "Now go join them in Hell! Final Fla-" Santa's fist barreled through the smoke, colliding with his face. Vegeta didn't get to fire off his most powerful move and flew through the workshop.

"You first." Santa crossed his arms, the gems on his arms illuminating one-by-one. Upon completion, a huge beam emerged from his arms, barreling towards the prince.

"FATHER!" Trunks leaped in the way, grabbing his father to throw him out of the way. They just barely escaped getting hit by the beam, but the explosion caught them. Vegeta and Trunks crashed into the floor, defeated.

"Heh! May the royal bloodline meet its end on this merry evening." Santa chuckled, then stopped when he felt the air shift.

"HYAH!" Gohan emerged from below, striking his chin with an uppercut. Gohan continued hitting him, but his attacks weren't doing anything to the mighty Claus. "Santa is supposed to bring joy and cheer! Not to hurt others! Especially those who had no hand in what happened to you!"

Santa backhanded the boy, then struck him several times to cause blood to spill. "Don't blame me, boy! Blame the blood that flows through your veins!" Bringing his hands together, Santa smashed Gohan into the floor with a hammer strike. "My gift to the galaxy this year is the death of the Saiyan race!"

Before he could continue wailing on the boy, several yellow mouth-like constructs appeared. Followed by several sizzling balls of KI that infused themselves with the constructs. Floating above, Fami and Piccolo crossed their arms. "Hellzone Bite!"

BOOM!

Smoke engulfed the workshop after energized constructs struck the Tuffle. Emerald colored light illuminated through the smoke, then Santa dashed forward with a mighty roar. His empowered fists connected with the two in a brutal barrage of punches. Piccolo and Fami crashed into the walls of the workshop, defeated.

"Now to finish the child!" St. Nick reached for Gohan until a familiar orange hillbilly struck him across the face.

"You'll have to get through me first!" Goku lands a few more strikes before getting backhanded across the face. He's grabbed by his leg and smashed down into the floor like a hammer. Using a KI blast, Goku destroys the floor beneath them to break free. Then flips around to punch the Tuffle in the face. His opponent barely flinched, retaliating with an even stronger hit than before to send Goku crashing through several pillars. Like a speeding train, Santa pursued the Saiyan to continue beating the life out of him.

While the fighting was happening, Makima investigated the Holy Machine. She examined the residue energy left behind after the transformation of Santa. Kneeling down, the Control Devil levitated a shard of energy, her eyes scanning over the piece. "Ah, I see…" She turned around, vanishing from the remnants of the machine.

Back to Goku, he was stuck in an intense melee against the mighty Claus. His defenses crumbled against a hard counter, followed by a tough kick to his chest. Goku bounced against a pillar only to receive a devastating punch to his stomach that smashed him through it. "Die, Saiyan!" Santa smashed Goku across the metallic floor of the workshop.

Goku flips back up, heaving and wincing from his wounds. He was about to get back into the fight until a voice entered his head. "Darling, I have a plan. Distract him quickly and follow my energy!"

"Got it!" Goku listened without question. As Santa chased him down, Goku brought his hands up to his face and closed his eyes. "Solar Flare!"

"GYAAAH!" Santa cried as the light blinded him. "C-curse you…!"

Taking his chance, Goku locks onto his wife's energy and teleports over to her. When he does, he sees the Control Devil standing alongside the rest of their allies. "Makima, you have a plan to deal with this?"

She smiled, raising the shard she had. "This shard contains energy from his Holy Machine. Energy specifically filled to the brim with the positive energy of Christmas."

"And how does that help?" Vegeta asked, annoyed.

"By utilizing the energy within the shard, combining it with our own, we'll be able to overwhelm him enough to defeat him. However, the trick here for it to work is to-"

"Believe in the spirit of Christmas!" Goku declared, understanding her plan. "We'll defeat Santa by using the true meaning of Christmas!"

"But he's Santa! I know he's trying to destroy Earth, but can we really kill Santa on Christmas?" Gohan asked, clearly unsure. "What about all the people around the galaxy who are waiting for him to deliver their gifts?"

"Gohan-"

"Are you that stupid, kid?!" War interrupts Piccolo by marching up to her nephew. She kneels down to look him in the eyes. "Think about the reason you invited me to that Christmas party of yours! Was it to celebrate some stupid old fat bastard who spies on children or was it for something far more personal?!"

Gohan's eyes widened as his aunt's words sank into his heart. "Auntie…"

"I'm a Devil, but even I know that there's a bigger meaning behind this holiday than who's naughty or nice!" With a movement of her arm, the War Devil's upper attire changed into the ugly sweater the Sons got for her. "So, are you going to sit here and whine about some marketable icon or are you going to save the holiday you care so much about?!"

Soon enough, the boy's features grew determined. He tightened his fists and nodded his head at his aunt. "Yeah, auntie! I knew you'd come around to liking Christmas!"

"As if, brat! I just hate seeing someone of my kin acting so pathetic!" War turned away, blushing a bit.

"You're blushing." Fami points out.

"Shut the hell up!"

Piccolo smirked. "I guess we didn't have to say anything."

"Nope. Looks like they figured it out on their own." Makima shook her head. Goku just smiled at the growing bond between War and Gohan.

Trunks turned to his father, expecting him to be the only one to put up resistance. "Father-"

"Tch! I don't understand any of this Christmas crap, but if it means killing this jolly bastard, then fine!" Vegeta huffed.

"Thanks, Father." Trunks nodded.

SMASH!

"FOUND YOU!" Santa roared, blowing apart the pillars that had been covering them. "Hide all you want but there's no escaping the Naughty List!"

"Who's hiding?! We're standing right here!" Piccolo roared.

"We've figured out how to beat you, Santa Claus." Makima unveiled.

"Oh, oh, oh?" Santa clearly didn't believe them.

Goku stepped forward. "You see, Santa, Christmas isn't about the presents, the figgy pudding, the pretty lights, or the obnoxiously catchy music!" A bluish light shines around Goku, his feelings resonating with the energy shard.

Makima's eyes shined a dangerous light. "And most importantly, it's not about you!" Similarly to Goku, a blush light surrounded her.

"Ka…! Me…! Ha…! Me…!" Goku started charging up his signature attack.

"Blasphemy!" Emerald colored energy swirled around the furious St. Nick. "I'm going to crush your Christmas spirits, and then I'll send this naughty world to oblivion!" Crossing his arms, power started building up in Santa's gems.

"Not a chance! Christmas is about the bonds that bring us together!" Piccolo and Fami were enveloped by the same bluish energy. Piccolo charged up his Special Beam Cannon, while Fami poured her energy into a fork-shaped construct.

"It's about friends!" Trunks and Vegeta were surrounded in the Christmas spirit, their energy mixing with the rest. The father prepared his Final Flash, while the son started charging up his Burning Attack.

"And family!" Gohan moves his hands to his forehead for a Masenko. Passionate blue energy swirled around him.

Raising her sword into the air, all of the Christmas energy generated by the heroes started to fill her blade with the Christmas Spirit! "AND KILLING SANTA!"

"AND THAT'S THE TRUE MEANING OF CHRISTMAS!" Goku declared.

Santa finished fueling his final attack with all of his energy. "ENOUGH BABBLE! MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL! AND TO ALL A GOODNIGHT!" A massive emerald-colored beam erupted forth to eradicate his foes once and for all.

"HYAAAAAAH!" The heroes met his attack head-on with their own. War dashed forward, jabbing the tip of her sword into their combined beam. She absorbed it alongside the Christmas energy, causing her sword to increase several times in size. "HRAAAAAH!" War's Christmas Sword sliced right through Santa's ultimate attack as if it were butter. No matter how much energy Santa kept pushing out, his power paled in comparison to the true might of their Christmas spirit!

"HO…! HO…! NOOOOO!" Santa screamed pitifully as War sliced right through him, cutting him in half. All of the jolly energy from the attack caused his body to overload, exploding in a bright shower of fireworks.

Without Santa to control and power the Dark Planet, it started to self-destruct. As the workshop crumbled around them in a burst of flames and smoke, everyone gathered around Goku. "And NOW, we've saved Christmas!"

"Yes! Now get us out of here, dumbass!" War yelled.

Listening to his sister-in-law, Goku teleported everyone back to Earth before the Dark Planet vanished from the universe forever.

The next day, everyone gathered at the Son Household to celebrate Christmas! Cheers of joy and laughter could be heard coming from the merry celebrations. Gifts, food, and love were shared between all.

"Woah?! You guys actually got to meet Santa?!" Krillin exclaimed.

"Yeah!" Gohan nodded his head.

"We also killed him." War uncaringly spoiled. She downed a bottle of eggnog and kicked her feet on the table. "And I landed the final blow!"

"Are you going to keep bringing that up?" Piccolo groaned.

"For as long as it matters, yes."

"It already stopped mattering." Fami rains on her sister's parade before getting her head shoved into her plate of mac-and-cheese. The Famine Devil didn't bother lifting her head and continued sucking the food into her mouth.

"Merry Christmas, Vegeta!" Bulma places a gift next to the prince.

"And what is this?" He asked.

"A gift!"

"I don't want it. It's probably something stupid."

"Excuse you?! I spend time finding a gift for you and you won't even take the time to at least open it?!"

"Well, I didn't ask you to, did I?!"

"Be grateful that I even bothered, jackass!"

"Like, hell!"

Trunks just watched his parents argue, bouncing his younger self on his left knee. The baby version just laughed at them, while he sighed with slight exasperation. Though he had to admit that this was the best Christmas he's ever had. He just wished that his versions of Gohan and his mom could have been here to celebrate. "I guess, I'll just have to make sure to have fun ones when I get back home. Ones just like this in a world filled with hope."

Gohan looks over to see his mother and father coming over. As he looks at his mom, a thought enters his head. "Wait a minute, Mom, you didn't do much fighting, yeah?"

"Hm?" Makima tilts her head. "Ah yes, I'm surprised you noticed."

"Should we tell them?" Goku smiles.

"If you think we should. I was going to wait until after our bug problem was solved but now may as well be as good a time as any…" Makima called everyone's attention, then placed her hands on her stomach. "Gohan, you're going to be a big brother soon."

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…

"EHHHHHHHHHH?!" Everyone screamed, shell shocked.

"A-a big brother?!" Gohan stammered.

"THERE'S GOING TO BE MORE OF YOU?!" War literally started crying.

"Aw, War, you're that happy for us?!" Goku laughed.

"AS IF! I'M CRYING BECAUSE MY LIFE IS GOING TO GET WORSE!" For some reason, one she couldn't tell, whatever was growing inside of Makima was going to cause her years of hellish torment.

"Yay! More babies to feed!" Fami lazily cheered, pleased to have more kids to spoil.

"More brats to deal with…" Piccolo muttered, though he was smiling slightly.

Vegeta huffed with disgust, choosing to leave the house after hearing such an abhorrent announcement. Bulma and Trunks on the other hand were happy for the two. "That's great! Trunks can have a little friend to play with!"

Future Trunks looked down at his younger self. "Great, isn't it? I'm glad you'll have a friend your age to play with." It was something he never had, something his versions of the Son Family never had. Thankfully, these ones would have a shot of extending their family even more.

The rest of their friends loudly showered them with appreciation and congratulations. Gohan was still coming to terms with the fact that he's going to have a little sibling. He remembered asking his mother for one when he was younger, but she told him it was highly unlikely. But it seems like his parents had changed their minds at some point.

Good! Great! A little sibling to take care of and play with was going to be so much fun! There were so many things he wanted to teach them too! This was the best gift he could have gotten for Christmas!

And this gave him even more reasons to fight hard for a peaceful future. A peaceful world where his little sibling could grow up happily.

Down below in the pits of Hell, the Death Devil lazed on her throne, a yellow and grey trucker hat resting on her head. Attached to a spinning wheel in front of her were several of the villains that terrorized her family in the world of the living. "Those jerks didn't invite me to their Christmas party, not that I'd have been able to go anyway, but an invite would have been nice! Therefore, I'm going to take my frustrations out on you morons."

"H-how dare you…?! You accursed cretin!" Freeza spat.

"When I get out of this, I'll tear you apart!" Cooler swore.

"You infuriating woman!" Turles cursed, loudly.

"The great Lord Slug won't stand for this!" Slug tried to break out of his restraints.

"Muh hat!" Android 13 whined.

The two forgotten Devils just hung loosely in their binds, knowing that fighting against Death was pointless.

The final one was Santa Claus, the Tuffle snarled fiercely. "I don't deserve this! Not when those rotten Saiyans-"

"Blah, blah, blah! Shut up!" Death groaned. She picked up a dart, closing one eye as she took aim. "Now hold still as I try to land this in one of your retinas." The screams of her victims continued to echo loudly through the depths of Hell.

Movie End

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Chapter 11: Bojack Unbound

The soft chirping of the morning birds filled the skies of Mt. Paozu. The Son Family household stood tall as always in its own personal section of the mountain. Outside, in front of the home, a group of seven dogs could be seen playing with two black-haired infants, a boy and a girl. The boy looked strikingly similar to Son Goku, while the girl looked freakishly similar to Son Makima. The boy was wearing a red onesie with little Dragon Balls on them, while the girl had an orange onesie with cartoon devil horns on them.

Happy barks came from the dogs as they roughhoused with the babies, who were more than capable of handling it. In fact, the ones who could be considered in danger would be the dogs.

"Goten! Nayuta!"

The playing stopped when the babies' mother, Son Makima, stepped outside dressed in a casual ruby-colored summer dress with a dark denim midriff jacket over the top. Her nicely polished shoes barely scratched the grass, levitating softly over the green blades. Unlike her usual braided style, Makima allowed her long crimson hair to flow freely down her back. Makima smiled at the sight in front of her. "Seems you're all having fun."

"Ma!" Goten and Nayuta cried, jumping into the air to hug her. The Control Devil stopped her babies in the air, confusing them.

"You two got dirty again. I'm going to have to give you a quick wash before we leave for the tournament. But before that…" Makima turns to stare off into the distance, where she could sense a certain energy signature. "We have to grab your stubborn big brother first."

"HYAH!" Gohan, in his Super Saiyan form, unleashed a burst of KI to blow the quarry of boulders to ash. His teal-colored eyes, with dark red spirals spinning within his pupils, glared at the damage caused by his attack. "Not enough… Not yet."

He's been going at this for a good number of hours now, since daybreak to be honest. It's been nearly a year since the Cell Games ended, where he saved the world in his father's place from the destruction Cell had threatened. Though the world was now at peace (As peaceful as it could get), the battle wasn't without loss. His father, Son Goku, perished after sacrificing himself to save the world. And the weight of protecting the planet now falls on the shoulders of Goku's oldest son due to his position as the strongest in the universe.

In order to make his father proud, Gohan's been pushing himself constantly in order to get stronger, to fill the shoes his father had left behind.

And to clear away the guilt of getting his father killed, because he was unable to control his own power and finish off Cell when he had the chance. It was his fault that his little siblings would have to grow up without knowing their dad, and why his mother is now a widow.

"I have to get stronger, it's the only way to protect everyone, to fill Dad's shoes." Heavy breaths escaped his lungs, signifying his exhaustion. Gohan cups his hands, preparing to fire off the Turtle School technique. "Ka…! Me…! Ha…! Me-"

"Boo."

"GWAAAA!" The KI disrupted, poofing out like a fart. The blue ball of KI sputtered out, exploding pitifully against a rock. Gohan fell to the ground, landing on his face, losing enough focus to revert back to his base state. "OW! OW! OW! OW!" Gohan sat up, wincing at the stinging pain littering his face.

Giggling and laughter entered his ears, causing his ears to twitch. Gohan turned, a blush burning his cheeks, and glared at his mother. "Mom! That wasn't funny!"

"It was pretty funny, don't you two agree?" Makima addressed her cackling infants. With a flick of her fingers, she tossed the babies at Gohan, who quickly caught them in his arms. Goten started gnawing on his arm, while Nayuta pulled at his bangs. "I thought I told you last night that you weren't supposed to be working yourself to death like this."

"I-I'm not-ow-Nayuta, stop!" Gohan managed to pull his little sister away from his hair. She pouted at him, then started gnawing on his arm like Goten. The oldest child was thankful that neither of them had grown their teeth yet. "I'm just training!"

"No, you're not training. You're working yourself to death in some vain attempt to get stronger." Makima counters, causing him to lower his eyes. His little siblings noticed his downtrodden expression and pushed their hands to his face. Gohan smiles softly at their desire to brighten his mood. Makima walks over, kneeling down to place a hand on his head. "I get that you want to become stronger, Gohan, but this isn't the way to do it."

"...I just want to make dad proud. He told me that I have to protect the world in his place."

Makima loved her husband more than the universe itself, but she really did not like that he said this to Gohan. She gets why, their son was the strongest being in the world, but he was still just a child still trying to figure himself out. She knows there was no malicious intent behind her darling's actions, but he unknowingly placed a lot of weight upon the boy's shoulders. Well, there wasn't much she could do about it now other than guide her son to where he needs to go. Which means…

PINCH!

"OW!" Gohan whined as his mother pulled his cheek. "M-MOM!"

"While what your father said is true, he also believed in taking the time to let yourself rest. I know he taught you that before he died, and I think it would make him far happier to see you enjoying your life." Makima reminds him. "You don't have to try and take his spot, Gohan."

"But if I don't, then who will?" Gohan left these words unsaid. An argument with his mom wouldn't be the smartest move while she's irritated with him. Instead, he let out a little sigh. "Okay, mom, I'll try to pace myself better."

"Good." She takes the twins back from him. "Now, hurry back to the house and freshen yourself up. We need to get to the Battle Islands for the tournament today before registration closes."

"Do I have to participate?" Gohan asked. "There'll be a lot of people there…right?" He nervously rubbed the back of his head.

"Hm? Is the strongest kid on the planet afraid of some popularity?" Makima teases her blushing son.

"N-no way!" Gohan cried.

The Control Devil taps her chin. "I don't know, there'll probably be a lot of girls there. If you show off too much, then you might get attacked by a bunch of crushing young ladies in love~!"

"GOTTA GO GET READY, BYE!" Gohan shoots off towards the house, trying to escape the embarrassment his mother was throwing his way.

Makima lets out a cackle, savoring the mental image of her embarrassed son. "I didn't think teasing him about girls would be so much fun. If I had known, then I would have enrolled him into school far earlier." She stopped her fun when she heard her babies fussing. "Hm? You two are hungry now as well? Fine, I'll feed you two quickly and then give you a bath." Goten and Nayuta squealed happily, and Makima couldn't help but be reminded of her late husband.

The Marvelous Interstellar Martial Arts Tournament, funded by the illustrious X.S. Cash as a birthday gift to his son, took up the entire archipelago of Battle Islands. Attractions and more filled the lands that were once home to intense conflicts of ancient warriors and civilizations of the past. Military units and the Public Safety Commission had been stationed all over the tournament grounds to ensure that no rogue Devil attack could ruin the festivities. People from all over the world had been invited to watch and take part in the competition. The four finalists of the tournament would compete against the strongest "intergalactic" warriors in the universe, and the winner would win 100 million Zeni and a battle against the World Champion of the martial arts world, Hercule Satan! Mr. Satan, the man who saved the world from the monstrous Cell, was even generous enough to sponsor the tournament as well!

The showboat was currently shaking hands with X.S. Cash in front of the press, answering all questions regarding the tournament, the intergalactic fighters, and the prize money. Standing off to the side was a young girl with black hair tied into puffy pigtails. She wore a denim overalls dress with striped leggings underneath and white tennis shoes. The girl rolled her eyes at her boisterous father; he was eating up all of the attention the press was giving him as usual.

"Jeez! Ever since he defeated Cell, he's done nothing but showboating and ego-boosting for the past year!" As happy as she was about her father saving the day, it didn't excuse the loneliness she felt with his absence. All of the fancy clothes and dresses meant squat when her only family didn't even spend time hanging out with her anymore. She had hoped that this tournament would be a chance for them to actually bond again, but that mistake was on her for getting her hopes up. The stupid tournament was a sham too since the "intergalactic" warriors were just the best fighters from her dad's dojo in silly costumes.

Grabbing her bag, she tossed it over her shoulder and started walking away.

"Hey, V-Videl!"

"Great…" Videl muttered unhappily. She turned around, forcing a smile as X.S. Cash's son, Monty, caught up to her, a Hercule Satan action figure in his left hand. He was a typical geeky kid who was spoiled far too much by his rich parents. And to make matters worse, he was a big fan of her dad (But most kids these days were, so there was never any escaping that). "H-hey, Monty! What do you need?"

"Oh, I was just wondering if you wanted to explore the stadium together?" He nervously avoided looking her in the eyes. His obvious feelings were clear as day and it made Videl want to vomit. Monty wasn't the first and he won't be the last boy with rich influences trying to win her over. At first, she was naive enough to fall for it, but once she realized these guys just want to use her in order to get closer to her day, she pretty much learned to turn them away. Videl refused to be some tool or toy to be thrown away for someone else's games.

"Sorry, Monty, but I need to start getting ready for the tournament." There wasn't an age limit for this competition, so she was allowed to join in with the adults. "If I wasted time running around the place, then I'd lose my focus."

Monty frowned, clearly disliking her response. This wasn't the first time he had tried to get close to her since the tournament was first being established by their parents. Unfortunately for him, Videl had turned the boy down at every turn. Obviously, someone like him wasn't used to not getting exactly what he wanted. "Why are you even competing in the tournament? It's only for real fighters!"

"Excuse me?" Videl turned back, glaring at him.

Ignorant to her mood, he continued like the brat he was. "I mean, look at Mr. Satan! He's big, muscly, and super strong! So, are the intergalactic fighters competing too! You're just a girl! And everyone knows girls are weak-"

A punch to the nose silenced the boy, knocking him on his ass. Videl didn't even waste time, storming away from him with steam billowing out of her nostrils. Monty started crying, catching the attention of the rest of the adults. His mother rushed over, picking him up to comfort her baby boy. When his father asked who it was that hurt him, Monty couldn't find it in him to tell the truth, because it would be far too embarrassing to tell them he got beat up by a girl.

"I'm a girl?! What does my gender have to say about my fighting skills?!" Videl angrily huffed, storming through the stadium's halls. Thankfully, the people around her were smart enough to get out of her way to avoid pissing her off more. She tried to wipe it from her mind, but the stupid comment just wouldn't leave. "Ugh! Stupid! Boys are so stupid and ignorant! I swear that I'll never let another boy even get close to me-gah!"

Videl must have run into a wall, because that impact felt like she ran face-first into iron. She had fallen onto her rear and now had to rub her sore backside. "Great…ow…"

"O-oh, I'm sorry about that! I didn't mean to run into you!"

When Videl opened her eyes, her breath hitched like in one of those cheesy romance movies her friend Erasa likes to watch. Videl's eyes fell into a warm pool of black, an almost endless sea that was easy to get lost in. She couldn't say a word as the boy in front of her held out his hand for her to grab, he was dressed in a white Qipao and black pants with black shoes over his feet. And his face…she couldn't stop staring at his cute (Did she just say 'cute'?!) face!

"Um…hello? Are you okay?" He asked again.

"W-what?!" Videl snapped out of her trance, quickly taking his hand. She let out a small yelp at how easily he lifted her back up to her feet. "I'm so sorry, I don't really know why I spaced out there!"

"It's okay, you were probably surprised by the collision. It was my fault for not watching where I was going." He apologized. "I hope you're okay."

"He seems normal…weird." This kid didn't seem to be freaking out about running into the daughter of the world's savior. Instead, he was acting like she was a complete stranger. It was a welcomed change, but she didn't want to get her hopes up again. "No, it's my fault for running without paying attention. I was just in a hurry and should have been more considerate."

"No, it's my-"

"Gohan."

The boy flinched slightly, turning around to face the redheaded woman walking over, pushing a stroller with two babbling babies inside. Videl tilted her head at the babies… were they eating ice cream bars? They didn't even look old enough to have grown teeth yet!

"Mom! Sorry, I got a bit distracted." Gohan rubs the back of his head with a sheepish laugh. This earns Videl the attention of Makima, which causes the young girl to freeze slightly. She felt as if the woman was scanning over her like some kind of test subject. A smile formed on Makima's lips a few seconds later.

"I see, well, aren't you going to introduce us to your new friend?" Makima questioned.

Gohan blinked and realized he never got the girl's name or gave his own. "Oh right! Sorry, I should have introduced myself first. I'm Gohan and this is my mom and little siblings."

"I'm… Videl." She held back from giving her full name, not that it really mattered at this point. People would recognize her regardless. And yet, to her surprise, neither Gohan nor Makima reacted to her name.

"Cool! Nice to meet you, Videl." Gohan exclaimed with the purest smile she's ever seen in her life. Videl had to take a moment to wonder if her heart just skipped a beat staring at this golden ball of sunshine.

"N-nice to meet you too!" She stuttered, surprising herself. Why did she stutter like some kind of idiot?!

Smiling at the two, Makima checked her phone for the time. "Gohan, you should hurry to the locker rooms while you still have the time. The twins and I will be with the others."

"Right!" Gohan nodded.

"Wait, you're in the tournament too?!" Videl gasped. She figured she would be the only kid to compete, but it made her a bit happy to know there was someone else her age joining in.

"Huh? Are you going to compete too, Videl?" Gohan asked, curious.

She gripped the strap of her bag tightly, narrowing her eyes slightly at him. "Is that a problem?" Her tone freaked the hybrid out slightly and he wondered if he had said something wrong.

"Not really, I was just curious. I think it's pretty cool that someone else my age will be attending too, makes me feel less nervous." Gohan admits with a small chuckle. A sentiment that Videl shared too.

"In that case, you two can go to the locker rooms together. You'll probably see Krillin and the others around there too, Gohan." Makima said.

"Gotcha." Gohan responded. "Tell auntie and the others I said 'hi'!"

"S-sure." Videl nodded.

Again, Makima had that weird smile that Videl just couldn't read. She walked off with the twins, leaving the two adolescents alone together. "Alright, I guess we better get to the locker rooms, huh?"

"Yup!" Gohan nodded, then started walking ahead. He stopped, standing still for a moment before turning around with a sheepish smile. "Uh… I forgot to ask my mom where the rooms were! Hehe!"

Videl sweat dropped. "Are all boys this clueless?" She shook her head with a small smile. "I know where they are. Just follow me."

"Alright!"

"Makima! Over here!" The Control Devil sees Bulma waving to her from her seating. Makima levitates the stroller to easily push it down the stairs, then drops it down once the floor is even. She sees that Bulma had decided on high-front row seats, and a few seats away, a mountain of food can be seen piled up, clearly taking up more space than should be allowed.

In Bulma's arms, a small purple-haired infant stared up at the mother of three. Makima smiles at baby Trunks, finding his gaze cute. Makima takes a seat, parking the stroller in a position that allows her perfect visual of the twins and lets them watch their big brother compete. "Perfect seats, don't you think?" Bulma bragged.

"Close enough to allow us a good visual of the action and keeps us far away enough in case accidents occur. So, yes, I'd say you did an adequate job." Makima nods, earning a bright smile from the scientist.

"And look at these cuties down here!" Bulma turns to the twins, who babbled at her. "I'm sure you two are just super excited to watch your big brother kick butt today, huh?"

"Bah!" Goten claps his hands.

"Han!" Nayuta yells, spittle drooping down her mouth.

Bulma giggles, then looks down at her son. "Looks like you have something in common with them today, Trunks. The other you is gonna bring home the gold today!"

"You're rich enough already, besides, I think it's obvious who will win today." Makima said, earning a tense from Bulma.

"Hm! I guess we'll just have to see whose son comes out on top, hm?" Bulma challenged.

"Agreed." Makima responded coolly.

Peeking out from her mountain of concession snacks, Fami looked down at the twins and handed them some pudding. "How is he, by the way? I hope he's not in a funk like usual."

"He was this morning, but I think a recent development may help learn to relax a bit. On our way here, Gohan and I ran into another kid his age who will be competing in this tournament." Makima explained.

"A kid besides Gohan?! They must be pretty skilled or overconfident." Bulma said.

"From what I saw, her skills are far more impressive than the average adults competing today." Makima replied.

Bulma's ear twitched, catching onto a certain detail. "Wait, 'she'? This kid you met was a girl?"

A smile that would make the grinch jealous wormed its way up Makima's face. "Yes, and she's cute too."

"OH?!" Bulma's excitement grew even more. "You don't think that…"

"At the moment, they'll likely form a friendship. But if things go smoothly, then I cannot deny further developments in the future." Makima added.

Fami lazily cheered. "Great nephews and nieces to feed! Yay!"

Makima stops Goten from eating the pudding cup itself, then turns back to Bulma. "So, where's the father?"

The innocent (Was it really innocent if Makima was the one asking?) question soured Bulma's mood a bit. "Sulking like always since Goku died! It's like that lazy jerk lost all of his motivation!"

"He should get a hobby, like eating." Fami suggested.

"Fami, that's YOUR hobby." Bulma said.

"No, it's a life choice." The Devil responded as she devoured a plate of pepperoni pizza in one gulp. The other two just rolled their eyes, having expected that kind of answer from her.

"So, what made you want to participate in the tournament?" Videl asked as she and Gohan continued through the long empty halls leading to the locker rooms. She held her hands behind her back, curiously watching Gohan's expressions.

The hybrid scratched his cheek, a hint of nervousness on his face. "W-well, my mom kind of made me. She said it would be fun to get away from the house and stuff, a good distraction."

"A distraction? You're not going to take it seriously?" Videl made her displeasure visible, causing the boy to quickly wave his hands in defense.

"T-that's not what I meant! I'm totally going to give this everything I've got!" With his father's friends, Trunks, and Piccolo taking part in this tournament there's no way he could afford to not take it seriously. "And well, I guess there's another part of me that kind of wants to participate as well."

"What do you mean?"

"My dad used to take part in the World Tournaments back when he was a kid. So, being able to participate in one of these makes me feel like we have something in common. Like, he'd be proud of me." Gohan admits, smiling slightly.

Videl could relate to the feeling, thinking about her own dad. "Do you and your dad not get along or something?"

"O-oh, I-uh-wouldn't say that-"

"Typical." Videl shook her head, not listening. "I guess it makes sense since I didn't see him with you and your mom. Tch! Leaving a lady to raise three kids on her own, what a jerk!"

Gohan just chuckled nervously, feeling like she jumped the gun a bit. Though she wasn't wrong that it was tougher on his mom to raise him and his siblings by herself. It's why he does his best to help her out, so that he can take some of that burden off of her shoulders. "What about you, Videl? Why are you competing?"

"Similar reason, to get my dad's attention. The stupid old man's head has gotten so big lately that it's driving me up the wall!" Videl threw her arms up to emphasize her frustration. "Just because we're rich and famous now doesn't mean he should ignore what really matters. So, I'm going to kick his butt and teach him a lesson!"

"You're really mad at him, huh?" Gohan blinked.

"Totally! And you should be mad too! Dads are stupid and don't understand us, so let's do our best to show what we're made of!" Videl held out her fist, pushing it to him.

Gohan carefully returned the fist bump. "Y-yeah!"

"Promise me that you'll make it all the way to the end! If we end up going against each other for the prize, then don't hold back!" Videl exclaimed.

Even if Videl making it past him and his friends was impossible, the hybrid couldn't help but get swept up by her energy. She reminded him a bit of his dad, who could easily sway anyone to the beat of his drum with that high energy of his. "Alright! I'll make it to the end, Videl! I promise!"

"Good!" Her smile was as bright as a star, causing his cheeks to heat up slightly. He didn't understand why but Gohan really liked seeing her smile. "Oh hey! We're here!" Videl alerts him, pointing to the male and female rooms. "I don't think there are many or any female competitors though, kind of a bummer."

"Hm? Really?" Gohan asked.

Videl sighed, crossing her arms. The lack of female diversity in martial arts wasn't anything new to her as she's done enough research on past tournaments to know that primarily men took part in them. And after her dad became champion, things became even more male dominant as everyone's focus turned more to raw strength than skill and experience. She didn't blame her dad entirely for this, but he definitely doesn't help with that hyper masculinity he portrays to the public. "Hey, Gohan…"

"Yeah?"

"You don't think it's weird that a girl wants to fight in a martial arts tournament, right?" Videl asked. "Or that a girl could be stronger than a boy?"

"Not really." Gohan replied as honestly as possible, surprising her. He rubs the back of his head with a confused look. "I mean, I get the whole biology thing but some of the strongest people I know are women. My mom and my aunts are like crazy strong too! I don't think gender, age, or race should be deciding factors in how strong or capable someone is. As long as you give something everything you've got, then you can be proud of yourself no matter how you do." He looked back to Videl, confused on why she was hiding her face. "Videl-"

"I'm going to get changed!" She pushed past him and entered the women's locker room, shutting the door loudly.

Gohan stood there, blinking silently. "D-did I say something wrong?"

Located on the outskirts of the Grand Kai's Planet, away from the busy souls of ancient heroes across the galaxy. A small group of familiar souls were setting up a little picnic in the grassy fields.

"C'mon, you stupid thing! Work already!" King Kai shouted, pounding his fist on the small television. "Argh! I should have bargained with West Kai for a better TV!"

Behind him, Goku and Bubbles were busy getting some chairs and the tables set up. Behind them, resting on her own personal throne was Death. Her only method of tribute was safeguarding the food from Goku and Bubbles. She's dressed in a purple short dress and red flats. A big black sun hat protected her face from the sunlight, a pair of sunglasses adorning her face. Death lowered them to glance at the Northern Kai. "Want me to steal his? It'd be easy."

"No! Nobody's supposed to know that you're even here! If word gets to Grand Kai or Yemma, then I'd be in trouble!" King Kai yelled.

Death rolled her eyes. "Who cares what those old codgers think?! I'm just trying to enjoy a nice day with my brother-in-law and friends as we watch my nephew win his first tournament!"

"When did you start considering us friends?"

"You let me chill and eat your food." She giggles at King Kai's grumbling as he continues to try getting the TV working.

Goku places down the cooler filled with drinks. "Oh boy, I'm so excited! Gohan and the others are going to do great; I just know it!"

"Ooki!" Bubbles agreed, setting down the plates on the table.

"I just wish I could participate! Trunks, Piccolo, Gohan, Krillin, Tien, and Yamcha are going to be fighting each other! That sounds like so much fun!" Goku whined.

"You're the idiot that decided to stay dead. Suck it up, dummy." Death shrugged, no pity in her tone at all.

Crossing his arms, Goku sighed a bit. "Yeah, I know, but it's better this way. And if any trouble comes their way, then I know Gohan can handle it. He's way stronger than I ever was at that age."

"Physically, yes, mentally…" Death wasn't so certain about her nephew's strength. He was a far cry confidence-wise compared to his parents. Oh well, not like they'll have to worry about any of that today.

A buzzing noise got their attention, followed by sounds of cheering. "Ha ha! I finally got it working!" King Kai exclaimed. "And it looks like it picked up right on time! The tournament's starting in full swing!"

"AW YEAH!" Goku jumps forward, shoving King Kai aside. "This is gonna be awesome-GAH!" He yelps, holding his head.

"Watch it, idiot! Will you ever show me a second of respect?!" King Kai yaps, scolding his best student.

Death sips on a can of beer given to her by Bubbles, grinning as she gets two shows to watch instead of one.

The Intergalactic World Tournament was finally in full swing. Cheers and shouts from the massive number of audience members filled the air as they watched the action going on from either jumbo screens or live seating. Unlike the standard World Tournament, this one is a battle royal split into eight sections that happen simultaneously on different platforms. The last one standing in each would move onto the semi-finals, where they'd be randomly pitted against another finalist to advance to the final round!

Inside of the high-price VIP section, Hercule was enjoying a high-class lunch with X.S. Cash and his family. The rich philanthropist turned to the world's savior. "So, Mr. Satan, what do you think of the competitors down there?"

"Hmph. They're alright, but they're still nothing compared to me." Hercule brags, far too confident in his own abilities. He bites into some of his spaghetti. "My skills far exceed the likes of chumps like these!"

"But isn't that your daughter down there?"

"PFFFFT!" Hercule comically spits out his noodles, spilling them all over the table. His eyes grew in size, staring horrified at one of the screens. Clear as day, visible to everyone, his baby girl was out there taking down opponents left and right with expert and grace. She danced like a fierce ballerina on a stage filled with guys twice her size. Where did she even learn to fight like that?! "V-VIDEL?!"

"VIDEL ADVANCES TO THE SEMI-FINALS!"

Hercule watched his daughter give a small smirk as she stood victorious on her stage, readjusting her gloves.

"Yeah, she said she was fighting and stuff." Monty grumbled as he munched on his food. "I hope she loses." He spat, still upset about her punching him earlier.

X.S. Cash and his wife looked confused. "What do you mean, Mr. Satan? Did you not know that your daughter was competing?"

"I-I-I-uh-of course, I knew!" Hercule laughs off his shock. "I just wanted to play my shock as a joke, you see?! She's always wanted to follow in her old man's footsteps and wants to join the big stage with me!" He nods his head very quickly. "In fact, she's the only impressive one here, even if her skills aren't up to my level yet-"

"SON GOHAN ADVANCES TO THE SEMI-FINALS!"

"Eh?" Hercule blinks. He glances up at one of the screens to see the very boy who actually defeated Cell was participating in the tournament. He was wearing the same GI as that orange hillbilly that fought Cell too! "T-there's no way! It can't be!"

"TRUNKS ADVANCES TO THE SEMI-FINAL!"

Hercule recognized the purple-haired youth as well. "Another one?!"

"PICCOLO ADVANCES TO THE SEMI-FINALS!"

"KRILLIN ADVANCES TO THE SEMI-FINALS!"

"TIENSHINHAN ADVANCES TO THE SEMI-FINALS!"

The last two finalists didn't matter to Hercule as he came to a very terrifying realization that his time in the sun might finally be up. The consequences of lying to the entire world about being the hero who defeated Cell may finally come to bite him in the ass.

Videl let out a sigh of relief when she saw that her semi-final match wouldn't be up against Gohan. She didn't want to ruin the tournament by having the best fight happening during the semi-finals after all. Her opponent was some guy named Sky Dragon? Weird name.

"Hey, Videl!" The daughter of Hercule turns around to see Gohan and…what was his name? Trunks? Walking over to her, Gohan smiles at his recently made friend. "Are you ready for the semi-finals?"

"Yup!" Videl responded gleefully. "I see you didn't struggle at all during the preliminaries! Just what I'd expect from my rival!"

"Rival?" Gohan tilts his head.

"Duh! We're competing in the same tournament, so that makes us rivals!" Videl replied.

"Cool!" Gohan brightens like a kid in a candy store. "I never had a rival before. My parents have rivals of their own but those are all…uh…" Thinking it over, his parents' rivalries aren't really all that positive, are they? Piccolo tried to kill his dad, Vegeta tried to kill his dad, and his mom tried to kill her sisters multiple times. He didn't have any positive examples to think of, so having a friend like Videl be his rival had to be a positive one, right?

"Ah hem." Trunks coughed, getting their attention. "We haven't met yet, I'm Trunks." The teen holds out his hand for Videl to take.

Videl examined the older hybrid, scanning him with narrowed eyes. He wears a purple sleeveless jacket cut at the midriff over a black tank top, and black bottoms. From what she could tell, he was definitely strong. As competitive as she was, the girl wasn't raised without manners. "I'm Videl, the soon-to-be champion."

"Champion, huh? I see you're pretty confident." Trunks said.

She adjusts the black belt around the waist of her white GI. "Well, I don't expect it to be easy. Gohan and I promised to be the final ones to compete for the championship." Videl thrusts her fist into the air. "We'll have an epic battle that'll knock the socks off of that stupid big-headed champion!"

Trunks flinched slightly, surprised by her fiery energy. The fire in her eyes was reminding him a lot of his mom and the several other women in his life. "You've made one hell of a friend, Gohan."

"WILL SON GOHAN AND UDO OF THE FIRST SEMI-FINAL MATCH PLEASE GET READY?"

"That's me!" Gohan chimed.

"Good luck. Not that you need it." Trunks pats him on the shoulder, earning a smile from his friend.

Videl raises her fist for another fist bump. "Remember our promise."

"I know. I'll finish this one before you know it." Gohan presses his knuckles against hers, a small, nice moment shared between them. They break contact, so that Gohan could hurry out to his match.

Trunks and Videl stood there, watching the fight from the monitors. The future warrior didn't seem worried for Gohan at all, slightly confusing her. "You're not worried for him?" She asked.

"Hm? Not really. That's not someone Gohan will ever struggle against. And to be honest, I'm not sure if there's anyone here who could actually defeat him." Trunks said. "He's the strongest."

"Woah, that's some strong confidence." Videl blinked, taken a bit back from the huge faith Trunks seems to have.

"Not confidence, knowledge. Though that doesn't mean I won't give him a fight worth having." Trunks smiled.

She nods eagerly, agreeing with the purple-haired teen. "Yeah! Even if I were to lose, I won't go down so easily."

"WINNER: SON GOHAN! THIS YOUNG MAN IS MOVING ONTO THE FINALS!"

"Eh?! Already?!" Videl gaped. She knew Gohan said he'd make it quick but that was far sooner than she thought. "I guess you were right, Trunks."

"Told ya." Trunks chuckled.

Makima waved at her son as he stepped off the platform and made sure he saw his little siblings waving for him too. Obviously, she had no doubt in her mind that Gohan would win his fight effortlessly, there were only very few people in this tournament that could actually make him try. Now this next match will at least be a bit more entertaining to watch as Tien and Trunks stepped out onto the platform.

"Let's go, Trunks! You got this, baby!" Bulma shouted, clearly embarrassing the teenager out there.

"Wooo, Tien! Go, Tien!" Fami lazily cheered, earning some looks from her comparison. Fami shrugged. "Someone has to cheer him on."

"I'm sure someone has that covered." Makima said.

"GO, TIEN!" Chiaotzu cheered from the cafeteria with Roshi, Oolong, and Puar.

"Why bother? We already know Trunks is going to win." Oolong said, only to receive a pie to the face via a telekinetic fighter.

"Shut up! I cheer for my friend anyway!" Chiaotzu yelled.

Puar gazed around the cafeteria, looking a bit sad. "I wonder where Yamcha went. It sucks that he got knocked out of the tournament so quickly."

"His own fault for being careless." Roshi shrugged before returning back to his 'babe' watching. The old pervert was using his binoculars to get closer looks at the various women around the place.

Oolong sputtered slightly as he cleaned his face. "Will you knock it off before you get us kicked out of the place, old man?!"

"Shut it, pig!" Roshi shoved the pie back into Oolong's face, shutting him up. "I got my own entertainment to watch! Hohoho!"

Hercule was pretty much shitting his pants as Tien and Trunks' match ended with the future warrior coming out the victor. And Trunks' transformation into that blonde-haired form confirmed his fears even more than before. If these guys really were competing then they were probably here for revenge, to humiliate him in front of the entire world! Even worse, his daughter was in this tournament too, and he couldn't bear the thought of watching his little girl suffer because of his greed. There was only one thing left to do…

"I-I-uh-gotta go to the bathroom! Haha! I have a bit of a stomachache, so don't wait for me!" Hercule quickly escapes the VIP room, ignoring the concerned looks of the rich associates around him.

The champion of the world sprints down the hall, sweating profusely with fear. He had to run and hide! He's certain that his daughter will forgive him for being a coward…maybe.

Gohan shook his head, having figured that Piccolo would ditch the tournament once he got bored. Oh well, that was the way of his teacher sometimes. Though if he did the same, he's certain Piccolo would give him a look of disapproval. There was only one match left and that was Videl's-huh? Gohan looked at his friend, who was staring at the screen with a comical expression of befuddlement. "Videl?"

She didn't respond.

He waves his hand in front of her face. "Videl-"

"WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?!" Her very loud screech nearly burst the eardrums of everyone around them. Videl grabbed Gohan, shaking him by his shoulders. "T-those guys were flying around and shooting laser beams out of their hands! They were all like 'BOOM' and 'VROOM' and 'KA-BOOM'! And don't even get me started on Trunks' changing his hair color! That was insane!" She lets him go, leaving Gohan's brains a bit rattled. "Can you do those things too…?"

"Um…" Gohan knew he shouldn't really mention it to a civilian like her, but Tien and Trunks did put on a show, soooo…! "Yeah, I can do those things too. My teacher taught me how to do it when I was younger." He rubs the back of his head with a nervous gulp. "T-that doesn't freak you out, does it?"

Videl stares at him blankly before punching him on top of his head, earning a yelp of surprise from the hybrid. "ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! THAT WAS AWESOME!"

"A-awesome?!" Gohan squeaked. "You're not scared?!"

"Why would I be scared?! That looked like so much fun! If all that stuff is real, then maybe…" Her excitement slowly faded as a concerning thought filled her thoughts. "...Was my dad lying?"

"Videl?"

She snapped out of it after hearing Gohan's concerns. "D-don't worry about it! Just promise me that you'll teach me how to do that superpower stuff when the tournament's over!"

"T-teach you?!"

"Yup!"

"I-I don't know if that's-"

"WILL VIDEL AND SKY DRAGON ENTER THE STAGE FOR THE FINAL SEMI-FINAL MATCH?!"

"It's my turn! Gotta go! Thanks for promising to teach me, Gohan!" Videl quickly runs off before the boy could get another word off.

Gohan watched her leave with an exasperated look. "B-but I didn't promise anything yet…oh man…" Is this how his dad felt whenever his mom pushed him into watching those soap operas every Sunday?

"That's her, right? The girl that caught Gohan's attention?" Bulma asked, pointing down at Videl. She didn't pay much attention to the girl during the preliminaries, but now she was getting a pretty good look at her. "Wow! She really is as cute as you said!"

"And she's Hercule's daughter."

"Wow! Now that's somethi-HAAAAAAAH?!" Bulma snapped her head to Makima's direction, her eyes bugging out of her skull comically. "That little cutie is related to a bonehead like him?!" Trunks blinked at his mother, wondering what had her so spooked.

"Yes." Makima replied simply, keeping Goten comfy in her arms.

Fami shook her head as she bounced Nayuta in her lap. "The world really is a strange place."

Videl stood across from her opponent, getting into a martial arts stance that she practiced over and over again back in her father's dojo. Across from her, Sky Dragon snickered like some cartoon villain, clearly underestimating her. "Heh. I'll say you got lucky to get this far, child, but even the daughter of a champion has no room to play with the grownups."

"Just shut up and fight!" Videl scoffed. "Unless you're scared of losing to a girl!"

"What?!" His eyes narrowed. "Fine then, I'll teach you how to respect your elders!" Sky Dragon lunges forward, unleashing a tirade of pinpoint strikes to take the child down. Videl honed her focus to dodge or block the narrow strikes. Unlike most of the guys in the preliminaries, Sky Dragon clearly had experience with martial arts, enough to lock down most of her counters.

When he extends for a punch, Videl ducks underneath him and sweeps his legs, but Sky Dragon recovers by pushing his palms off the ground. He kicks at her head, landing a blow that knocks her aside. Smirking, the old master dashes forward to continue beating down the savior's child.

Videl realized that she didn't have much leeway in this fight as Sky Dragon's experience and height advantage were too much of an obstacle. If she was going to win this and keep her promise, she'll have to use the one advantage she does have: agility and flexibility.

She kicks herself back up quickly, then blocks a punch with her forearm. Videl continued blocking his onslaught, stepping back until she came closer to the edge of the platform. "Heh! Time for a little bath!" Sky Dragon exclaimed.

"Yeah… For you!" Videl jumps to dodge a punch, then kicks off his arm to flip over him. With his back exposed, she lands a fierce spin kick into his back to knock him towards the edge.

Sky Dragon digs his heels into the ground to slow his momentum. He stops right near the edge and smirks. "Did you really think that would work?! A simple trick like that is child's play!" When he turns around only to receive a flying kick to his face, disorientating him for a brief moment. Videl flips back, lands on the floor, and releases a barrage of punches into Sky Dragon's stomach.

Then an uppercut launched the old fighter into the air as he floated, Videl jumped up, spinning momentarily. "And that child's play just kicked your butt!" Her finishing kick sent Sky Dragon flying off the stage and into the water below.

"WINNER: VIDEL! SHE'LL BE OUR FINAL FIGHTER MOVING INTO THE FINALS!"

As the crowd cheers her on, Videl gives one last respectful bow before quickly exiting the stage to join back with her friend.

"Wow! She actually is pretty strong too!" Bulma exclaimed, shocked that the daughter of a phony could possess such skill.

"Smart too." Makima smiles excitedly (Which didn't look any different from her normal one). "She quickly realized that the difference in experience between herself and her opponent was putting her at a disadvantage. So, she made use of what she currently had, height and agility, to throw him off. It helped that he was underestimating her as well for her age and gender."

"So, you approve?" Fami asked.

"I approved of her the moment I saw her." Makima answered. "My son has found the perfect girl to mate with."

"Can you not word it like that?" Bulma gagged slightly.

"THE STAGE HAS BEEN SET FOR THE FINALS ON BATTLE ISLAND 2! WHERE OUR COMPETITORS WILL COMPETE FOR A SHOT TO FACE THE ONE AND ONLY: MR. SATAN!"

In the center of the massive stadium, a pyramid-like structure had four separate tunnels extending out of it, high-tech carts were placed at each corner to take the fighters to their destinations. Gohan, Videl, Trunks, and Krillin were elevated by a moveable platform to stand in their respective corners.

"GOOD LUCK, GOHAN, TRUNKS!" Bulma's loud cheers could be heard over the crowd, embarrassing both hybrids. Makima and Fami were waving flags with the boys' faces on them, causing an even bigger wave of embarrassment, much to Videl's amusement.

"DON'T GET YOURSELF KILLED, KRILLIN!" Oolong shouts, earning an irritated scowl from the monk.

"I think I'm going to have bacon for breakfast tomorrow." Krillin grunts.

Videl frowned slightly, realizing she didn't really have anyone cheering for her. Sure, people wanted to see the champion's daughter win, but the person she wanted to hear the most wasn't encouraging her. "I guess he really doesn't care anymore." She feels a tap on her shoulder and sees Gohan smiling at her.

"Good luck, okay?" The hybrid held out his fist.

Her cheeks heated up at his support, even if he was her opponent. "Y-yeah! You too!" She connects her knuckles to his own.

The announcer begins to explain how each coaster leads to a different battle area where they'll challenge the intergalactic warriors of the tournament. Of course, the tournament doesn't end when a galactic fighter is defeated. This final round is a race back to the main stadium to decide who gets to battle Mr. Satan and win the grand prize.

Each of the fighters enter their travel coasters as the clock ticks down from ten. Once the number reached zero, the coasters took off down the tunnels at high speeds, kicking up a bunch of smoke. The tunnels converged at some point, all four fighters racing to reach their destination first. Holographic projections appearing before their eyes to add some flare and drama to their travel.

Everything seemed to be going fine until a sudden shockwave disrupted the tunnels. Videl was the closest to the epicenter which ended up throwing her trajectory off. She went flying into Gohan's coaster, the two kids cried out as they barreled down the same tunnel, much to the horror of the audience.

"OH NO! IT WOULD SEEM THAT THE CONTESTANTS GOHAN AND VIDEL HAVE GONE DOWN THE SAME TUNNEL ON ACCIDENT! WHAT COULD POSSIBLY HAPPEN NEXT?!" Though the announcer was making it sound cool, it was clear as day that this wasn't supposed to happen.

"Did the system malfunction?" Bulma questioned.

"I wonder…" Makima narrows her eyes at the jumbo screens.

Goku blinked as he watched the incident happen, scratching his head. "Huh? Why did that girl bump into Gohan like that? Is she mad at him or something?"

"What makes you think she's mad at him?" King Kai asked.

"Bulma hit me with a car when she was mad at me."

"I'm seriously starting to get concerned about your relationships with people."

Death lowered her sunglasses, narrowing her the television. "Nah, that was way too sudden for it to be an act of violence on her part."

"What do you mean?" Goku asked.

King Kai nodded his head. "I see what you're getting at, Death. You're saying someone is sabotaging the tournament?"

She got up from her throne, strolling over to get closer to the television. "Seems things are about to get a bit more interesting from here on."

Furrowing his brows, Goku turns his attention back to the TV. Even if someone was messing with the tournament, he was confident that Gohan and the others would be able to handle it. Though he subconsciously felt himself squeezing his hands for a sense of comfort.

The pods of Gohan and Videl crashed into a toy box-like area, their landings were thankfully cushioned by the giant stuffed animals scattered all over. Gohan kicks out of his pod, leaping out to find his friend. He locks onto her KI and sees Videl climbing out of her pod, looking a bit nauseous. "Videl!"

He reaches her, holding out his hand for her to take. She holds onto him, allowing the boy to help her back to her feet. Gohan looks concerned. "Videl, are you alright?"

"Y-yeah. I think I'll be fine."

"What was that about? Why did you crash into me?" Gohan asked.

She quickly shakes her head. "I didn't do it on purpose! For some reason my pod was knocked into yours! It was like some shockwave knocked me off course!" Videl gazes around the toybox field. "How are we supposed to continue like this?"

"Well, let's just find the fighter assigned here and ask-" Gohan's senses started blaring in his head. Without a word, he grabbed Videl, holding her bridal-style in his arms, causing her face to light up crimson.

"G-Gohan-"

He dashes forward, dodging a rainfall of high-speed giant toy blocks that threaten to crush them. Gohan danced through the battlefield with a level of speed and grace that made Videl nearly dizzy. When the assault stopped, Gohan leaped onto a fallen train replica. "Hey, show yourself!"

"Gohan, let me go!" Videl grunted, embarrassed that a bunch of people and her father could see her in such a position.

"I don't think that would be a good idea right now…" Gohan grunts, glaring up at the sky. Videl follows his gaze and gapes at the strangely dressed man slowly descending from the sky.

A short man with teal-colored eyes floated above them while upside down. He's dressed in red and white garb similar to tribal wear with a purple turban wrapped around his head. It was clear to them that the man wasn't human.

"W-who are you?!" Videl demanded to know.

Instead of answering, the assailant extended his arms, bluish energy flowing around him. A noise behind the kids alerted them that something happened. Gohan turned to see that the hands of the giant clock behind them had been torn off, floating with the use of psychic abilities. The hybrid leaped away before he and Videl could be skewered to death.

Gohan released a burst of energy to protect them and destroy the clock hands. He glares angrily at their attacker. "What's the big idea?! You could have killed us!"

"Yeah, you jerk! This is just a tournament!" Videl added.

"Not anymore. HYAH!" He releases another burst of power, changing the landscape into a hellish field of nightmares.

Contrary to how she'd normally be, Videl clutched harder to Gohan with fear in her eyes. Gohan growls, noticing how his friend was being affected. Whoever this guy was, he clearly had no intention of fighting in a tournament match!

At the same time as Gohan and Videl's dangerous confrontation, Krillin and Trunks were under similar distress. In the volcanic battlefield, Krillin stared in horror as the strange, beautiful woman with teal-colored skin and long curly orange hair, dropped the corpse of one of the 'intergalactic' fighters in front of him. A cute little giggle came from her as she dashed towards the monk, defeating him with a brutal combo before he could retaliate.

For Trunks, he was dueling against a muscular swordsman of similar skin color to the other two mysterious villains. They dashed through the flower fields, clashing fiercely above the simulated ocean waters. To the future warrior's shock, the swordsman underwent a transformation, his muscles bulging and skin changing to bright green. His powerup allowed him to start overpowering the Saiyan hybrid, beating him towards the Roman-like city.

Back in the main stadium, panic and fear consumed the hearts of everyone present. Terrified at the sight of the mysterious woman killing one of intergalactic fighters, spectators started rushing out of their seats to escape their soon-to-be killers. Tien and Yamcha, who had been enjoying some drinks together, realized the danger present and rushed through the stampeding crowd to lend their aid.

Bulma covered her mouth, staring at Krillin's unconscious body on the screen. "Oh no, Krillin!" The cameras were unable to keep up with Trunks' battle, so she had no idea how her son was faring at the moment. Gohan could be seen carrying Videl, protecting her from their psychic attacker. "Who are these weirdos?!"

"Another group of troublemakers trying to ruin a perfectly good day." Makima scoffed. She set her babies back into their stroller, constructing barriers around them to keep them safe. "All of this fear and panic isn't good either. Waves of negativity this strong coming from this many humans can lead to Devils being drawn like sharks to blood." She stands up, snapping her fingers to tie her hair back into her usual braid. "Fami, stay here with Bulma and the babies, protect them in case something happens."

"Roger, roger." Fami salutes.

"And you?" Bulma asked.

"I'll do as usual and figure out what to do." Makima said before vanishing, taking off towards Battle Island 2 to help her son and the others.

"MR. SATAN! MR. SATAN! OPEN UP!" The announcer and news crews were banging on the bathroom door, hoping to reach the cowardly champ. "Things have spiraled out of control! The 'intergalactic' warriors were killed by some mysterious criminals and have thrown the entire tournament out of whack! It's pandemonium out here! Please, we need your help!"

Hercule was cowering next to the toilet, too afraid to leave. How could he go out there and face whatever super powered criminals were out there? He was nothing more than a fraud who stole the credit from real heroes. Maybe it was finally time for him to come clean about everything. Sure, he'll be hated and scorned by everyone in the world, but at least nobody would be expecting him to risk his life over and over again-

"PLEASE! THEY'RE ATTACKING THE COMPETITORS! YOUR DAUGHTER IS ONE OF THEM! IF THINGS CONTINUE LIKE THIS, THEY'LL DIE!"

"Die?" Hercule blinked, processing what was yelled through the door. That's right, Videl was competing in this tournament, wasn't she? His daughter, his sweet baby girl was in danger, helpless and surrounded by a bunch of crooks that wouldn't hesitate to kill her.

His eyes trailed to his belt, the proof of his conquest in the World Tournament, proof of his championship. Why did he compete in that tournament in the first place?

You're gonna be the strongest, daddy! I know you can! You'll be the world champion!

That's right…he did it for Videl, to give her someone to believe in after her mother died. It wasn't for fame, fortune, women, or all the all-you-can-eat food. It was for the only person who meant the most to him in this cruel world.

So, what if he wasn't the one who defeated Cell, he's still the world champion, isn't he?! And can the world champion, the one his daughter believes in so much, continue to cower in fear? Did he deserve to call himself the champ if he was too afraid to save his own child?!

SLAM!

Everyone exhaled with relief as Hercule emerged from the bathroom, standing tall and brilliant, shining with a light that everyone believed him to possess. He marches forward towards the center stage to be a true hero for the first time in his life.

King Kai's antennae shook slightly, sweat pouring down his face. "No…! No…! The Earth-no-the universe is in grave danger!"

"In danger?!" Goku stood away from the TV to face his teacher. "What do you mean, King Kai?!"

"It's whoever is attacking the tournament, isn't it?" Lilith assumed.

"Yes, as I should have realized before, Bojack has been freed." King Kai said.

"Bojack?" Goku repeated.

"A dark demon of the worst sort. A pirate who traveled to the corners of every galaxy, stealing and destroying everything in his sight. To him, the universe was a treasure that belonged to him alone! There is no good inside him, only darkness and malice! His hunger can never be satisfied even if nothing were left to remain!" King Kai explained. "We, the Kais, took it upon ourselves to stop him and his crew, sealing them away for good inside of a star at the deepest ends of this galaxy."

"He's trapped?"

"Was trapped." King Kai corrected, turning to face them. "Goku, when you brought Cell to my planet as he self-destructed, you set Bojack unbound. Now he is free to continue his pillaging, starting with Earth."

"Going straight to little 'ol Earth, huh? Must be his way of paying you back for freeing him." Death said to her brother-in-law.

Guilt and anger were brief within Goku as they were soon replaced with confidence and hope. "Then he made a big mistake going to Earth! My son will stop him!"

Gohan dashes through the air with Videl holding on tightly as the wind bends around them with the speed they were going. She opened her eyes, looking behind to see if they were still being followed, and to her relief, she didn't see Bujin behind them. "I think we lost him!"

"Maybe…" Gohan grunts, trying to sense the psychic's energy. "This guy can mask his energy? Great…" The hybrid stretched out his senses to ensure that he couldn't be hit by a surprise attack. With Videl with him, fighting was too big of a risk. That's when he felt a weak, but familiar, energy level. "Krillin!"

"Huh-eep!" Videl squeaks as Gohan suddenly dives down towards the defeated monk. Gohan lands and gently sets his friend down. Videl recognized the Z-fighter. "Hey, isn't he one of your friends?"

"Yeah!" Gohan runs towards him with Videl following closely. "Krillin-" They stop when Trunks' body is thrown on top of Krillin's, battered and beaten.

"T-Trunks too?!" Videl gasped.

Gohan kneels down, lightly slapping them to wake them up. "Trunks! Krillin! Guys, wake up!"

"Don't cry, boy. Your friends are still alive."

The hybrid was immediately on alert, glaring up to the desolate staircases ahead of him. Videl shifted closer to him, trying to look tough at the enemies in front of them. Gohan stands protectively in front of her.

Standing on opposite sides of the dark hallway were two of the teal skinned assailants. The first is Zangya. She has long, curly orange hair, blue eyes, and pointed ears. She wears a white jacket and pants with gold buckles, gold, pointed necklace and earrings, a blue undershirt, black pull-on sleeves, a purple sash, and yellow and black boots.

The other is Bido. He has orange hair styled into a mohawk, and an orange horseshoe mustache. He wears an open purple vest with a low hanging golden necklace, and white pants tucked into golden boots.

Footsteps echo off the walls, a larger figure slowly walking forward. With each passing second, Gohan's anger morphed into disbelief, the enemy's huge power invaded his senses like the plague. "No way…!"

"Heh! Nice planet you've got here, kid!" The leader declared with a gluttonous smile. He has a muscular build and resembles something of a gypsy-pirate. His skin is colored teal, his long hair is orange, and he has a long scar scaling his face. "Be sure to give your father my thanks when you see him in the next world!"

"What?! You know about my dad?!" Gohan exclaimed.

"Heh! Wouldn't you like to know." Bojack crossed his arms, chuckling.

"Videl, get back!" Gohan told her.

"What?! I can help!" Videl argued.

"I can't fight them and defend you at the same time!" Gohan shouted back. "You'll just be in the way!" He missed the look of hurt that crossed her face.

Bojack's chuckling stole their attention. "Hehe! Isn't that cute. Too bad, boy, neither of you are leaving this place alive. Bujin!"

Suddenly, Videl felt someone grab her from behind, lifting her into the air. "AAAHH!" She screamed as Bujin used his psychic abilities to hold her. "G-GOHAN!"

"VIDEL!" Gohan tried to follow but Zangya and Bido intercepted him, knocking him away. Anger accelerated through his blood, eyes flashing teal before his Super Saiyan transformation exploded to life. "Out of my way!" He lunges forward, punching Bido further back before backhanding Zangya across the face. Too badly for him, the two recovered quickly, pushing him down with a perfectly timed counter. Gohan was forced on the defense to hold back the Heras' perfect teamwork.

"TRI-BEAM!"

"KAMEHAMEHA!"

Two beams descended separating Gohan from the pirates. Tien and Yamcha descended onto the battlefield, floating in front of Gohan. The hybrid's face brightened at the friends of her father. "Yamcha! Tien!"

"Gohan, we'll hold these guys off here! You go handle what you need to!" Tien advised.

"Yeah, we can handle this!" Yamcha added.

Feeling confident and knowing he couldn't waste time with Videl in danger, Gohan nodded. "Alright! You guys don't get killed! I'll be back as fast as I can!" His aura blazed around him as he took off, flying after the retreating Bujin. Bojack watched the kid leave and smirked. He walked away slowly, vanishing into the shadows.

With Gohan gone, the human Z-fighters glared at the Hera clan pirates. "You guys picked the wrong planet to mess with!" Yamcha declared.

"We'll make your murderers pay for killing those 'intergalactic' fighters!" Tien promised.

Zangya brushed her bangs from her eyes. "It's their fault for getting in our way. The universe belongs to Captain Bojack, and none shall stop him."

"Your planet will be the first world of our conquer to honor the return of the Galaxy Pirates from their century long imprisonment!" Bido dramatically declared.

"Over our dead bodies!" Yamcha refuted, his white aura blazing. He and Tien dashed forward to defeat the Galaxy Pirates.

"LET ME GO!" Videl hissed, struggling to break free.

"What a noisy child." Bujin muttered. He had taken Videl outside of the nightmarish toy land and into a Victorian-styled battlefield. "Keep making such a racket and I'll ensure that your death is slow and painful!" He constricts his hand, tightening the hold to make Videl cry out.

Grunting painfully, Videl turns her head to Bujin. "I-I don't care about your fancy powers! I-I'M NOT A DAMSEL!" Gurgling, the child released a ball of spit that went straight into Bujin's eye.

"GAH!" His concentration was broken and Videl was released from his hold. He hissed angrily, trying to rub the spit out of his left eye.

"HA! Take that-OH NO!" Videl screamed as she realized she was now barreling towards the ground. Before she could meet a pitiful end, a golden streak dashes through the air and catches her in his arms. Videl opened her eyes to see that Gohan was holding her again, and her eyes brightened. "Gohan!"

"Videl! I'm glad to see you're alright!" Gohan laughed.

"Y-yeah! Me too-LOOK OUT!" She shouted, pointing behind him. By the skin of his teeth, Gohan managed to avoid an emerald-colored KI blast from hitting him. The street below them exploded, nearly knocking him out of the air. He looks back to see Zangya and Bido were chasing after him.

"Dammit! Did they defeat Tien and Yamcha that fast?!" Gohan silently apologized to his friends before increasing his speed. "Hold on, Videl!" She increased her grip and kept her head down as Gohan zipped through the streets, dodging the volley of KI blasts raining down on them. His eyes widened when Bujin appeared with his palms out.

"HAH!" A pulse of psychic energy came barreling through the streets. Gohan forced his momentum to shift, ascending into the air to avoid the attack. Now all three henchmen were chasing him down. "I can't avoid them forever, nor can I keep fighting with Videl in my arms!" Coming to a decision, Gohan tightened his hold on Videl and aimed his right hand behind him. A huge burst of KI was released, momentarily blinding the Heras.

Ducking down into the streets, Gohan deformed and dashed inside of one of the houses. Carefully, he placed Videl down on one of the beds. "Videl, I need you to stay inside and keep your head down. If it sounds like any of the fighting is getting close to here, then start running into one further away, okay?"

"Gohan?" She blinked, clearly concerned. "You can't fight those guys on your own! You'll die!"

He smiles at her, one that was far different from all the smiles he'd given her up to now. It wasn't one of a carefree sun, but the reflection of the sun's warm protective light. "I haven't told you everything about me, and when this is all over, I'll give you a full explanation. Just know that my dad told me that it was my responsibility to protect the Earth. I'm the strongest, so I have to fight them how he would." He turns his back to her, walking away towards the window. "I promise that I won't let them get away with this!"

Videl watched him leave, her voice unable to speak anymore words to the bravest boy she's ever seen. From the moment they met, so much about him had become a mystery. She didn't know if any of this was really real or not anymore, but even if it wasn't she was certain of one thing…

…She didn't want her friend to die.

Gohan ascended into the air, flying away from where he stashed Videl to keep her safe. A KI blast nearly hit, forcing him to come to a complete stop. He turns around to see Bojack's crew floating across from him. Gohan hardens his glare to show his displeasure. "You heartless jerks!"

"Heh! Where's your little girlfriend, boy? Hiding her away from us?" Zangya teases with a cruel smile.

"I'll be sure to torture her slowly for that little stunt from earlier." Bujin promised, a bluish aura twisting the space around him.

The wind started to pick up as Gohan's energy steadily rose, his eyes turning to bright teal. "You won't have to worry about her; there's no way you're getting close to her again! HYAH!" His energy erupted, and he transformed into a Super Saiyan. "I'll beat you guys right here and now!"

"Try it, kid! Nothing's going to get in the way of Captain Bojack!" Bido lunges in first, clashing fists with the pre-teen. Gohan pushes back and kicks Bido in the chest to knock him back. But Zangya enters with a flip over her crewmate, striking the boy in the head with an axe-kick. As he descends, Bujin crashes into his sides, throwing Gohan through a building.

The hybrid recovers, spinning in the air and propels himself back to avoid getting grabbed by Zangya. He attempts to kick her, but the woman vanishes before his attack could land, then a hard, back-shattering punch from Bido sends him spinning into the streets. Gohan drags his hands and feet to slow his momentum and stands back up on his feet.

His opponents didn't allow him any room to breathe, converging on him to continue keeping the young hybrid on the defensive. He blocks a kick from Bido, but that leaves him open for Zangya to strike his sternum. As he's gasping for air, Bujin stomps him down into a tower. Gohan crashes into a kitchen, he flips away to dodge an energy ball that explodes the rest of the room to ash. Gohan tears through the rest of the building and stops when Bido barrels through a wall to grab him. He flips over the brute, grabbing his head midflip, and throwing him right into Zangya.

Something excessively fast cuts his cheek, drawing some blood. Gohan's eyes lock onto Bujin, who was using his powers to launch lethally sharp projectiles. Grunting angrily, he quickly deflects the objects with little trouble. But he soon realizes that impaling him wasn't the psychic's goal when psychic strings are wrapped around him. When he tries to break free, the boy lets out a piercing scream as the strings drain his energy.

Bido returns, taking advantage of Gohan's trapped state to unleash a barrage of brutal punches that spills blood from the boy's mouth. The final punch sends Gohan flying out of the tower, crashing into the street, bouncing like a rock skipping over the water.

From above, Zangya launches two huge KI blasts that explode on contact with the child, generating a giant shockwave that destroys most of the battlefield. Bujin and Bido waste no time in joining in, unleashing their own blasts to ensure the child's demise.

"Oh no! He's in trouble!" King Kai shouted, watching the battle through the television.

Death scowls at the fight, a burst of annoyance swelling her chest. "The kid isn't used to fighting too many opponents at once, especially ones that can match him. At this rate…"

Goku clenches his hands, glaring at the nefarious pirates trying to kill his son. "C'mon, Gohan! Get angry! Unleash your power! It's the only way you can win!"

When the smoke settled, the pirates assumed they had defeated the hybrid. However, to their surprise, a huge titanium shield stood between them and the Super Saiyan. It was lowered to reveal the one responsible for saving the boy's life was the War Devil. Her short black hair waved in the soft breeze. She's dressed in a military-grade jumpsuit and combat boots. A sharp long sword is firmly held in her left hand.

"A-auntie War…" Gohan coughs, his Super Saiyan form having faded away.

His aunt turned around, scowling at him. "What the hell are you doing lying on the ground?! Pathetic! With how strong you are, this should be a cakewalk!"

"S-sorry." Gohan apologized, slowly climbing back to his feet. He let out a few exhausted breaths. "These guys are stronger than they look. Their teamwork is overwhelming."

"Tch!" She scoffed, then pointed his blade at the pirates. "You bitches must think you're hot shit for beating up on a kid! If so, then try me on for size you Pirates of the Caribbean rejects! I know you're thinking the same, Piccolo!"

"What?!" Gohan gasped, turning to see his teacher aura farming on top of a tower. "Mr. Piccolo!" He happily cried, ignoring his aunt's grunting about how he seemed far happier to see the Namekian than her.

"Sorry to keep you waiting." Piccolo tosses off his weighted turban and cape. "Looks like you guys were having a good fight. Mind if I cut in?"

Without another word, War and Piccolo leap into battle with the space pirates. War tossed her shield similarly to a comic book hero, bashing it against Bido's arm. He takes the shield and attempts to strike her with it; except she calls it back to her pocket space before it could land. Stunned momentarily, Bido is left open for her sword to impale through his throat. Luckily, for Bido's sake, Bujin saved his life by shifting the sword's momentum to miss Bido's neck. Bido smirks and hammer strikes the War Devil down into the dirt.

Zangya evades Piccolo's assault and counters with a kick to his ribs. She fires off a KI blast to blow him away. To her surprise, Piccolo's arm stretches to grab her wrist, retracting to pull her close for a powerful KI blast to the sternum. She recovers, headbutting the Namekian right in his forehead. Pulling her arm loose, Zangya presses both hands into his chest to unleash a storm of energy blasts that send him spiraling backwards.

Bido appears behind Piccolo to kick him higher up, then follows it up with a smashing kick into the ground. He smirked until several shuriken stabbed into his arms, earning a wince from him. He shifts his eyes to see War barreling at him with two pistols in her hands, firing off piercing bullets to kill him. Bido forms a barrier to block the bullets, then vanishes from her sight.

Instincts saved her at the last second as she twirled out of the way of a monstrous punch. War tried to summon another weapon, but psychic strings tied around her body. She struggled to break free and found her strength draining by the second. "W-what?!"

"Hehe! My strings will drain you dry!" Bujin laughed.

Zangya dives in, landing a bone-shattering kick into War's chest that leaves her lying in a small crater in the ground. "Hmph. Not worth much." She bragged as she flipped her hair.

"HRAH-GAH!" Piccolo attempts to rescue her, but Bido grabs his leg to stop his dash. The pirate spins him around before throwing him into a building, following it with an explosive KI blast to bury the Namekian in debris.

Gohan gasped as he watched his aunt and teacher get beaten down. His anger boiled and he transformed back into a Super Saiyan. "Auntie! Mr. Piccolo-"

"UWAAAAA!"

Gohan's eyes widened at the echo of the terrified scream. It was at that moment that he realized Bojack hadn't been seen once during this scuffle, meaning that he had to be doing something else. He turned to the direction that he had left Videl and blanched. "VIDEL!" Without wasting another second, Gohan flies off to rescue her.

The pirates, ignoring Gohan's departure, laughed triumphantly at the defeated fighters. They raised their hands, ready to finish them off for good until a Super Saiyan Trunks flashed between the pirates and his allies. "You guys aren't taking our planet! Not now or ever!" Trunks flailed his arms in different gestures. "BURNING ATTACK!"

Bojack's crew leaped away to avoid getting caught up in the fiery blast. Trunks glares up at them, determined to take them down. When he hears groaning behind him, the future warrior sees Piccolo and War struggling to get back up. "Ms. War, Piccolo! You guys should-"

"As if, brat!" War hissed through her teeth.

"It's going to take more than that to defeat me!" Piccolo grunted.

War and Piccolo stood on opposite sides of Trunks. The War Devil summoned a high-tech pistol and sword. "If these bastards want to rely on teamwork so much, then we'll just have to hit them with some of our own!"

Videl kept herself hidden as she listened to the sounds of battle going on outside. She wanted to watch and see if Gohan was winning, but that would probably put her in danger and distract him. Still, she was growing frustrated just sitting here. The whole point of her joining this tournament (Before it went wildly off the rails) was so that she could prove herself strong! Strong enough to get her father's attention again!

And yet…here she was hiding, proving to be nothing more than a detriment.

Videl pounded her fists on the bed sheets. "Ugh! Why am I so useless?! I can help too! Just let me at those stupid pirates! I'll teach them a lesson!"

"And what exactly do you wish to teach me?"

"UWAAAAA!"

Her blood ran cold, fear ensnaring her heart. Videl turned to see Bojack stepping into the room slowly, the shadows peeling off his body like a 2nd skin. He chuckled at her fearful eyes, drinking them up like fine wine. "What's wrong, kid? You look like you've seen a ghost."

"H-how did you-" She slowly crawls back.

"Find you? Not that hard, I was watching the entire time." Bojack didn't approach her, crossing his arms. "I saw what you did back there when Bujin had you trapped. Pretty impressive."

"I-impressive?"

"You're the weakest one here and yet your fire didn't go out. Even with the fear of death hanging around your neck like noose. Splendid work, little girl." Bojack extends his hand. "I may be a pirate, but I am generous to those that impress me even a little. You don't want to be useless, right? Then join my crew and I'll make you far stronger than you can ever dream to be."

"Join you…?" Videl repeated, staring at his hand.

"Think about it. The entire universe will be at my mercy once I've finished my work here. All of the treasures accumulated since I've been sealed away have to be far more worthwhile than what I found a century ago. Imagine just what you can accomplish by my side instead of remaining on this doomed dirtball." Bojack proclaims hungrily, a look of gluttony written all over his face. "You may be weak now, but it doesn't always have to be that way."

The way Bojack described his exploits did sound incredible, almost imaginary. Getting stronger to show everyone what she was made of was her dream. She didn't like being useless. She hated it when there was nothing she could do as she watched her mother die in her hospital bed. How all she could do was wish her father luck as he went to fight a deathmatch with Cell. And how much it hurt to be unable to reach through to her ego-centric father on a day-to-day basis.

Accepting Bojack's offer would end all of her troubles, and guarantee her a life full of wonders, adventure, and strength…

…But it would be hell.

"J-join you…?" She trembled slightly before throwing a heated glare his way. Videl jumped up on the bed to make her stance known. "As if I could join you! I can see it in your eyes, I can hear the words you say, and I know that none of it is good! How could I possibly join you when I know that you'll kill everyone I love and burn my world down without hesitation! What you're offering isn't strength or adventure, it's domination and conquest! As the daughter of Hercule Satan, there's no way I'll ever join you!"

"Well said."

Before either Bojack or Videl could move, silver chains burst through the windows, wrapping around Videl's waist. She was yanked out of the house immediately and pulled into the arms of Son Makima. Videl gasped at the redheaded matriarch. "G-Gohan's mom?!"

"I knew I liked you for a reason." Makima smiled sweetly, causing the young girl to blush slightly.

"L-liked me?"

"Yes, you're perfect for Gohan."

"EH?! What's that supposed to mean?!"

Instead of answering, Makima created a barrier to cover them as the entire house below them exploded in a bright flash of emerald light. The smoke cleared to reveal Bojack's smirking face. "Ha! I should have figured Goku's wife would make herself known eventually."

"You know me?" Makima narrowed her eyes.

"I do. You're not the only one cursed with knowledge." Bojack replied.

Makima didn't respond at first as if she were waiting for something. She repositioned Videl to hold her bridal style. Her spiral eyes locked onto Bojack. "My only curse is heartbreak." The Control Devil tossed Videl high into the air.

"Eep!" She squeaked before Gohan swooped in to carry her in his arms. Videl's face brightened at the sight of him. "Gohan! You saved me…again!"

"Yeah!" He nodded, then looked down at his mother, who gave him a small nod. "Thanks, mom!" Gohan turns from the battle and takes off into the distance.

"Wait! Aren't you going to help her?!" Videl cried.

"After I get you somewhere safer!" The hybrid responds as looks back to see his mother engaging Bojack in a heated clash.

Makima grunted as Bojack's monstrous strength shattered her barrier. "Brute!" She scowled angrily.

"I was going to save you for last, but I think reuniting Goku with his wife will be a great first gift!" Bojack hits her with a nasty lariat, throwing the woman through several buildings.

Makima erupts from the rubble, brushing off the dust. "How do you know my darling?!" She turns to dodge a punch from Bojack, then kicks at his chest to knock him back. He barely flinches, grabbing her by the leg to throw her into the ground.

"He's the one who set us free after blowing up King Kai's planet!" Bojack picks her up by her leg and slams her into the ground. "I want to thank him personally by targeting his beloved Earth!" He picks her back up to smash her again. "If you want anyone to blame for the destruction of your world, then blame the man you fell in love with!" When he brought her up for another smash, the air around his throat constricted. Bojack released the matriarch to grab his neck.

Makima landed in front of her, twisting her hands to tighten the space around his neck even more. "Never speak my husband's name again!"

Bojack's eyes flashed, two beams pierced through the woman's skull, throwing off her focus. As she regenerated the damage, Bojack chuckled and massaged his sore throat. "Would you look at that? You don't find love that loyal these days. Don't worry, I won't speak his name again, because you'll be the one crying for him as I send you to hell!" He dashes forward, landing a fierce uppercut that launches her into the air, then knocks her into a building below. With masterful aim, Bojack unleashes a huge energy blast to blow the Devil straight to the afterlife.

Bojack believes that he had won until a pillar of golden light exploded from beneath him. He moves back to avoid getting hit by it and stares confusingly at the phenomenon.

Makima lets out a tired groan as she was held up in the air by her left arm. "I can't believe I was saved by you." The smoke is blown away by the aura of Super Vegeta, who threw Makima to the ground like she was a piece of garbage.

"Tch! You're just lucky that you were the one fighting the strongest enemy here, otherwise I wouldn't have bothered!" Vegeta scoffed. "You can leave this bastard to me."

Bojack smirks. "Hmph! Do you really think you can fight me?"

"It won't be a fight! It'll be a slaughter!" Vegeta roars, firing out an energy wave to blow the pirate captain away. Bojack retaliates with his own before clashing against the prince in a heated exchange of melee.

The pirates had to give the Earth's defenders some credit; their teamwork was clearly making up for their lack of power in this scenario. Trunks blocked off Bido from gaining any upper hand with his superior strength, War used her arsenal of weapons to counter Zangya's speedy attacks, and Piccolo didn't give Bujin any time to use his psychic abilities. This fight was proving to be a bit more challenging than they were expecting.

After kicking Bido aside, Trunks' felt a powerful surge of KI in the distance. He turned to see several explosions decimating the battlefield. "Father?!" The future warrior couldn't help but be awestruck by his father's appearance. "I don't get it. He had turned into a shut-in after Goku died but now suddenly he's…"

But even with Vegeta's stronger power, it was clear that his dad couldn't win that fight alone. "Father! Hold on!" Trunks blasts off to assist his dad, shocking his allies.

"Trunks-gah!" Piccolo felt his body being restricted by psychic strings. Their properties started draining his energy and shocking him with high electrical velocity at the same time. His consciousness faded and the Namekian fell to the streets below.

War saw this, hissing with fury. "Goddammit! What the hell are you doing?!" The Horseman screams at Trunks, cursing the boy's daddy issues. Her distraction left her open for Zangya to land a devastating kick into her chest, shattering the bones instantly. As she fell, psychic strings sliced through her body, cutting her into pieces. An explosion of KI scattered War's body parts all over the desolate battlefield.

"What?!" Trunks gasped as Bido blocked his path, Zangya and Bujin surrounding the future warrior soon after. It was only then; did Trunks realize that his desperation to help his dad left his allies open to being defeated. "Sorry, guys, this is my fault!"

"Save the apologies for the next life!" Bido and his crewmates converged on Trunks without mercy. Trunks was beaten down brutally, putting up his best efforts to hold out, but their combined might was too much for him to handle. He was flung through several buildings by an energy beam and crashed into a wooden cart. His Super Saiyan form faded away, lavender locks cascading over his unconscious face.

With their opposition defeated, the trio of pirates turned their attention to where Gohan and Videl were. They didn't need to worry about their Captain's fight, having complete confidence in his capabilities.

"GYAH!" Vegeta cried as Bojack's energy wave blew him through a building. He flips and blocks an incoming punch that rattles his bones. Then catches Bojack's other punch, holding the pirate at a standstill. Bojack grins before landing a nasty headbutt that disorientates Vegeta, pulling his arms free to backhand the prince through the air.

Vegeta bounces across rooftops before getting caught by Makima. He glares at the Control Devil with disgust. "What the hell are you doing?!"

"You can't beat him, you know that-" Vegeta backhands the woman without another glance then kicks her into a building below.

"Stay out of my way! I told you that I'll handle this!" Vegeta shouted.

"Handle what, exactly?" Bojack's voice whispered in his ears. Vegeta couldn't even turn around before the pirate wrapped his arms around him in a bear hug. Bojack ascends higher into the air, then dives down at terminal velocity, dropping the prince into the earth like a bomb.

Vegeta, barely maintaining his Super Saiyan form, crawls out of the crater. He's grabbed by his hair by Bojack and lifted into the air. The Captain throws Vegeta towards the Big Ben replica, embedding the prince into the bricks and stone. Refusing to leave it at that, Bojack dashes forward and buries his fist in Vegeta's gut, blood and spit pooling out of the Saiyan's mouth. Then he slams his elbow into the prince's chest for extra pleasure, his sleeves tearing just from the applied force. Bojack backs up and lets out a roar, his energy exploding past its limits to access his maximum power. His skin is chartreuse, his hair red and his muscle mass increased over the top, and his upper clothing was shredded to pieces by the transformation.

Bojack's explosive aura destroyed everything around him, including the clocktower holding the defeated Vegeta. The pirate chuckled darkly as he watched Vegeta fall with the ruble. "You were right, it was a slaughter."

Then, without even looking, Bojack tilts his head to avoid getting his hit by the invisible bullet. He turns and fires off a burst wave of KI that burns Makima away, her smoking body falling to the ground. Bojack flashes behind her, grabbing the matriarch by her head and slams her face into the dirt. "Don't die just yet!" He slams her again. "You still need to say goodbye to your son!"

As her consciousness faded to black, Makima tried to reach out for a hand that was no longer there to hold her. "D-darling…"

"G-gah…!" Gohan faltered, falling onto a rooftop. "D-dammit!"

"Gohan?!" Videl left his arms to hold her friend. "What's wrong?! Why did you stop?!"

He pushes himself back onto his feet, wiping the sweat from his forehead. "One of those guys can drain our energy. Add my wounds on top of that and I'm just struggling a bit."

"Then let's just take a break, so that you can catch your breath!" Videl suggested.

"Sure! It'll be a permanent break!"

The kids froze, then turned around to see Bojack's crewmates standing on the rooftop across from them. Gohan's blood ran cold at the implications. "Auntie… Mr. Piccolo…"

"They're not dead yet, so you can rest easy." Zangya informed the boy. "Well, the woman might be. We did tear her into pieces." She laughs, enjoying the look of anger crossing Gohan's face.

"We wanted to save the best for last." Bido said.

"F-for last?" Videl stuttered.

"Haha! That's right, kids!" Looking up, Bojack descended into the center spot left by his crew. Gohan and Videl stared in horror at the beaten and broken body of Makima being held by her head in Bojack's grasp. "You're the last ones left. I'll give you one last chance to surrender easily, or we can end this the fun way."

Videl was terrified, fearing that this would be her last day on Earth. Her eyes turned to Gohan to see that his body was completely still. She couldn't blame him as there seemed to be no hope whatsoever.

Bojack laughing mockingly, presenting the mother to her son. "C'mon, boy! Say some final words to your mother!"

"Keep…"

"Hm?"

"...Your hands…"

Bojack's eyes widened when Gohan seemingly teleported in front of him, having not even seen the kid move. He stared into the enraged eyes of the pre-teen. "OFF MY MOTHER!" The pirate's face nearly caved in just from the force of Gohan's punch and was sent flying at terminal velocity, crashing through several buildings. Makima had been dropped, her body falling onto the rooftop.

"HRAAAH!" Gohan didn't stop and pursued the Captain to continue beating him down. Bojack's crew also followed to pin down the screaming hybrid for attacking their leader.

Videl stumbled onto her rear just from the wind pressure Gohan caused. Her eyes were as wide as saucers, her heart beating like crazy. She didn't even think someone as kind as Gohan was capable of getting that angry. But just the sight of his mom hurt was enough to push him into a blind rage. Speaking of; her eyes landed on the unconscious Makima. Videl, after judging the distance short enough, jumped across the buildings to reach the Son Matriarch.

"Mrs. Makima! Hang tight!" She struggles a bit but manages to put Makima on her smaller back. "W-we're going to help Gohan!"

Bojack pushed himself out of the rubble, fixing his jaw and wiping the blood from his lips. His greedy smile returned as the golden bullet came rushing towards him. "Nice hit, boy!" Bojack caught Gohan's next punch, his feet dragging into the ground from the force. "But let me show you mine!" Bojack slammed his massive fist into Gohan's back, bouncing him off the ground, then kicked him into the air.

Zangya came flying in, landing a nasty drop kick into the boy's spine. He went flying into Bujin's gut-busting punch, and Bujin traps Gohan in a psychic ball to slam him into a clocktower. Gohan recovered, flipping to avoid the on-coming Bojack but the Captain grabbed his leg to smash him back into the clocktower.

Gohan's vision was blocked by Bojack grabbing his face, thrusting him through the tower. He was then flung through the air to get assaulted once again by his crew. Gohan let out a scream, forcing them back with an explosive wave. He leaped over Bojack's huge arm, then kicked the Hera clan Captain across the face. Gohan tries to fire off a KI blast, but Bido slams his arm into the boy's back, knocking him across the sky. He spins for a moment to regain his balance and manages to avoid a sharp kick from the only female crewmate. When he reaches for her, Bojack strikes his ribs, throwing Gohan into a rooftop.

"What happened to all that anger, boy?! Aren't you mad that I beat down on your mother?!" Bojack taunted.

"S-shut up! I'm gonna… I'm gonna-" Whatever Gohan was about to say was interrupted by psychic strings ensnaring his body. Bido and Zangya joined in to ensure the child couldn't break free. The strings drained Gohan's energy, reverting him back to his base form.

Seeing that the boy was helpless, Bojack wasted no time in beating the shit out of him. "I feel like leaving your father a message!" He punches hard enough to draw blood from the kid's mouth. "His family's corpses should make a fine 'thank you' gift!" He continues wailing on the child without a shred of mercy.

Suddenly, without warning, a pod came flying down from the sky. The shrill screams of Hercule Satan could be heard by everyone. He bounced around the area, unable to control himself. "I-I'M COMING SWEET PEAAAAAA!"

"D-DAD?!" Videl cried, flabbergasted.

"A-AAAAAAHHHHH!" Hercule crashed into the cameras, completely cutting off the feed of the battle. The pod bounces off a building and goes straight for Bujin, forcing the psychic to dispel the strings to avoid getting hit. Now freed, Gohan put some distance between himself and his attackers.

Grunting in annoyance, Bojack shot a KI blast at Hercule's pod, destroying it instantly. The champ miraculously survived and fell onto the pavement like a cartoon character, leaving a literal imprint where he fell.

"DAD!" Videl shouted.

"MR. SATAN!" Gohan cried.

Bojack chuckled. "For your sake I hope that wasn't the calvary."

"That's it!" Gohan turns into a Super Saiyan and engages the Galaxy Pirates in another clash.

While the fight was going on above, Videl rushed towards where her father had landed. She gently placed Makima down on the ground and reached into the hole to pull her dad out. "Dad! Dad, oh my god, are you okay?! Please!"

"V-Videl…" Hercule coughed, clearly in a lot of pain.

"Dad…" Videl held him in her arms, tears building in her eyes. "Dad, please don't die, I can't lose you too!"

"Sweet pea…" He reaches up and touches her cheek. "I-I…" His hand falls and her father's body goes limp. Videl stares at her unmoving father, rejecting the reality in front of her. He couldn't be dead, not yet. She couldn't lose him, not when there was so much that she still needed to say to him. He was the champion, he was her hero, and…and…

…He was her daddy.

"DAAAAAAAAD!" Videl screamed, tears of regret pouring from her eyes. The big tough girl persona she's painted herself to be crumbled to pieces in the face of her worst fears. Videl cried loudly over her father's body.

Gohan knocked his attackers away and turned his attention to Videl's crying. He saw Hercule's body underneath her and came to a realization in that moment. "What?! Videl's related to-"

"Look alive, boy!"

Bojack's fist folded his body and knocked him into the air. Then slams Gohan into a rooftop as if he was a volleyball, knocking him out of his Super Saiyan form.

On the Grand Kai's planet, Goku was getting more and more frustrated by the second. "King Kai, isn't there something we can do?!"

"There isn't anything we can do, Goku! None of us can cross into the world of the living!" The Northern Kai shouted.

"He's gonna die." Death's eyes darkened at the hopeless battle happening on the screen. "They're all going to die."

"Gohan…!" Goku grits his teeth, fearing for his son's life.

Bojack and his crew loom over the defeated hero. He picks Gohan up by his GI and holds him in a nice little bear hug, making sure the boy was nice and snug. "This is the end, kid. I hope you're at peace!" Bojack slowly tightens the force of his grip, squeezing the life out of the boy.

"G-G-GAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!" Gohan screams painfully, unable to do anything. Blood squirts out of his mouth as the seconds go by at an agonizingly slow pace.

"Before I kill you, I'll tell you what's probably been confusing you this entire time. It was thanks to your father destroying King Kai's planet that we were set free." He said to Gohan's shock. "Like I said before, blame your father for what's going to happen next." Bojack chuckles darkly as he continues to crush Gohan's bones and organs.

"A-AAAAAGRHHH!" Gohan's screams echoed across the battlefield. All of his friends and family were unable to do anything to help him. Videl could only sit there and curse her own uselessness as she listened to her friend being tortured. Makima's body twitched slightly, the cries of her son were painful to her ears.

"D-darling…our son…"

"You won't be alone in death, kid." Bojack continues on. "I'm going to take my time killing each and every person you love before burning this planet to the ground." Gohan's only response was a blood curdling scream. "My crew and I are going to own everything in this galaxy, so we don't need this planet outside of its treasures. Thanks for the good times!"

The light in Gohan's eyes started to fade, his screams lowering into painful gasps. Failure, guilt, and regret were the only things he could feel at the moment. "I-I'm sorry, dad… I… I couldn't…" His head starts to fall back, eyes closing shut, and his body goes limp.

"...protect everyone…"

"D-darling…our son…"

"I-I'm sorry, dad…"

Goku didn't know why he could hear their thoughts, and he didn't care to find out the reason. All that mattered was that his family was calling for him and he'd be damned if he didn't answer.

King Kai noticed what his student was doing. "Goku, wait, you can't-"

"MY SON NEEDS MY HELP!" Son Goku defied the very laws of the universe and teleported into the world of the living. Death smiled at her brother's actions, a feeling of pride coursing through her.

POW!

The spirit of Goku landed a fierce blow to Bojack's face, throwing him away from Gohan. The son of the Earthly Saiyan fell towards the ground, but the angelic spirit of his father caught him in his arms, while Bojack crashed into the dirt unceremoniously.

Makima's eyes snapped open, her body shooting up, shocking Videl. Her attention was turned straight to where she could feel her husband's energy. "Darling…!"

Gohan slowly opened his eyes to see his father smiling at him. "D-dad…?"

"Unleash your power, Gohan. You're the only one who can stop Bojack and his crew."

"I-I can't, Dad… I'm not as strong as you. I can't protect everyone like you can…" Gohan admitted, crying softly.

Goku wipes his son's tears. "You don't have to be like me, Gohan. You can only ever be like you. Have faith in yourself and in the power you have. Don't be afraid, just let it rip and show Bojack why people like him can never win against us!"

The hybrid's eyes shine from the love and faith of his father. "Dad…"

"I know you can do it, son. After all…" Goku gently sets his son on the ground and gives him one last smile. "You're the strongest guy I know." His spirit vanishes from the living world once more, returning to the afterlife.

"Dad…" Gohan mutters as he stares up at the artificial sky.

The Galaxy Crew leap down to join their Captain as he climbs back onto his feet, groaning slightly. "Was that… Goku?!" He sees Gohan getting back up to his feet and smirks. "Nothing but a small miracle. You two will be seeing each other again real soon."

Makima and Videl hurry closer, the Control Devil shielding the girl as she feels her son's energy shifting into a power she knows all too well.

Gohan turns around, glaring hatefully at Bojack and his crew. "You hurt my friends, hurt my family, insult my father, and threaten my home…!" His Super Saiyan light sparks back to life, kicking up wind and dust. His aura continues to grow more and more, much to the pirates' shock. "Just when we all were starting to enjoy our peace, you had to come and ruin it! I'm never going to forgive you for this…" Red spirals spin within his pupils, and his hair starts to spike upwards, electricity sparking around him. "NEVER!" A beastly roar shatters the sky; a pillar of gold and crimson explodes forth. Shockwaves nearly destroy everything around him.

Makima pours more energy into her barrier to protect herself and Videl. The pirates had to brace themselves but even they were almost knocked off their feet. Disbelief shared amongst them all at Gohan's raw, unnatural power.

When the light vanished, Gohan had transformed into his ascended state once more. His eyes were promising nothing but anguish and pain for all of those who had hurt him. When he took a step, a pulse of malicious energy was felt by all. His aura charred the ground beneath his feet, and red strands could be seen in his golden hair.

Even the people on Battle Island 1 shivered in fear as if Death herself had arrived on Earth. The coming of an unbridled storm that would destroy everything in its path. Natural self-defense reflexes triggered in an effort to protect themselves from whatever entity had descended on the world.

Videl stared at Gohan, completely blown away by his power. Her heart was still in pain, but a sense of hope entered her heart. And she remembered something Trunks told her before.

I'm not sure if there's anyone here who could actually defeat him. He's the strongest.

"Gohan…" Unlike everyone else, she didn't stare at the boy with fear, but with admiration. "Win."

Bojack ignored his fear, choosing to believe that he still held the advantage. "Bujin! Bido! Kill this brat!" When nothing happened, Bojack turned to the two of them to see their necks had already been snapped to unnatural angels, crimson-colored chains dragged their bodies upwards. "What the hell?!"

"Whatever happens next…" Gohan's voice grabbed Bojack and Zangya's attention. "Is on you."

The corpses of his two crewmates descended on Zangya. She tried to blow them away, but nothing was working. Their flesh and meat slowly peeled away, leaving nothing but their skeletons. Zangya let out a horrified scream when they grabbed her, their bony fingers digging into her skin, quickly tearing it off like tape.

Makima wisely blocked Videl's vision to prevent her from seeing the gruesome act.

"C-Captain! H-help me!" Zangya reaches for his hand, believing that Bojack would lend her his aid before the skeletons tore her apart. Instead, Bojack raised his hand and generated a KI blast. "W-what…?"

"It's the only way." Bojack said before firing, killing Zangya mercilessly alongside the skeletons. Gohan didn't seem bothered by what happened, having expected the villain to be a shit Captain anyway.

"That was your friend." Gohan said.

"A tool, nothing more. And soon enough, you can tell her all about it-GUAH!" Bojack folded over, terrified at the speed Gohan had moved to land such a punch. Just like before, he didn't even register when the kid started moving.

Gohan grabbed Bojack by his face and slammed him down into the ground, then stomped down hard on the pirate's skull to bury his face deeper. Gohan continued stomping down on Bojack's head, enjoying the sounds of his skull cracking with each hit. His chains grabbed the pirate and threw him onto his rear. "I'm not just going to kill you. I'm going to make you pay for everything."

What happened next couldn't even be described as a fight, Bojack was completely helpless against the brutal beatdown Gohan laid into him. The pirate's bones and meat were being turned to brittle with each hit landed. Blood poured from nearly every orifice of Bojack's body, pain overloading his brain in a way he's never experienced before in his life. Fear of this devil child skyrocketed by the second. The kid kicked Bojack against a boulder and stood there. "Do it."

"W-what?" Bojack coughed blood.

"I'll give you one last chance to defend yourself. Make this fun for me." Gohan said.

Anger and humiliation flared brightly within the pirate. He pulled apart his hands, creating two giant spheres of energy. "You arrogant brat! I WILL KILL YOU! THIS PLANET AND GALAXY BELONGS TO ME! SAY YOUR FINAL WORDS!"

Gohan cupped his hands; a simple blue sphere of KI sparked to life between his palms. "KA…! ME…! HA…! Me…!"

"DIEEEEEE!"

"HAAAAAAAA!"

The beam attacks clashed for a moment, exploding on contact. Gohan's form blitzed through the explosion, energy surrounding his fist as he tore through Bojack's body before the pirate even realized what happened. He stood behind the gaping pirate with a disappointed look on his face. "Utterly boring."

Bojack's body exploded alongside the beams, leaving nothing left in its wake. The smoke and earth settled, leaving only one true victor in this battle. Exhaustion finally caught up to the boy and his power faded away, reverting back to his base form. As he fell backwards, Videl caught him in her arms. The very last thing he saw before losing consciousness were the smiling faces of his mom and friend.

"Alright! You did it, Gohan!" Goku congratulated his son. Though he would have liked for it to be as sadistic as it was, that was simply the nature of Gohan's true power. "That's my boy!"

"Goku!" King Kai shouted, pointing an accusatory finger into the Saiyan's face. "Do you have any idea of how many rules you just broke?!"

"Eh, it's fine." Goku shrugged as if it didn't matter. "Gohan won, so everything's okay!"

King Kai knew he couldn't stay angry at the Earthly Saiyan. He scratched the back of his head, turning around to cough slightly. "Well, you do have a point. Gohan defeated Bojack and saved the universe from suffering from his tyranny once more. For that I guess I can overlook your actions just this once."

"Oh, for the love of-just say that you never planned to report any of this! You love this idiot far too much to actually take your job seriously!" Death rolled her eyes.

"S-shut up, Death! I can report you all I want if that's the case."

"Yeah, but I'd punish you to eternal damnation, so you won't." Seeing that she had put the Kai in his place, Death whipped out her scythe and opened a portal. "Well, it's been fun, boys, but I have something that needs to be handled."

"Hm? What do you mean?" Goku asked.

Death placed a finger to her lips. "My little secret, don't worry about it." The portal closed behind her, leaving the men alone once again.

"At least she's out of my hair." King Kai sighed.

"But you don't have hair."

"Argh! Just shut up, Goku!" The Kai's outburst caused Goku and Bubbles to start laughing. King Kai shook his head with a small smile, choosing to just let the matters go. "That's one hell of a son you've got there, Goku."

"Yup!" Goku smiled proudly, staring up at the sky. "And I couldn't be prouder!"

The air of the decimated remnants of the Victorian battlefield was now filled with the laughter and energy of the Z-Fighters of their allies as they tended to each other. A muffled and mummified Saiyan Prince wiggled on the ground like a worm. Makima dusted off her hands, glaring down uncaringly at her victim. "It's a good thing you were the most injured outside of War. You can stay like that as punishment for kicking me into a building."

"MMMGGHFFF! MFFGGAAAA!" Vegeta screamed, burning hateful stares into Makima's back as she walked away.

Trunks gave some nervous glances at his father. "Uh, is it okay to leave him like that?"

Bulma shrugged. "He'll be fine." She then raised up the baby Trunks. "Isn't that right, my little peanut! Let's go laugh at how silly daddy is!" She gets up, bringing the infant over to the furious Vegeta. Trunks shook his head at his family, knowing he'll have to share this with his mom back in his timeline…should he take a photo? Against his better judgment, he'll ask his mom to do it.

Oolong and Roshi laughed at the bandaged monk. "Haha! Nice, Krillin, you really fought your hardest, huh?"

"Shut up! How come you're only ragging on me?!" Krillin asked.

"You make it too easy."

"At least I have a girlfriend!"

"And where was she during this whole thing?!"

"H-handling her own business…" The monk looked away, refusing to answer. Truth be told, he had no idea where Lazuli currently was, but he could guess she was with her brother. Either way, he'll have to explain how he got so injured later.

Tien had his back turned and let out a sigh, confusing Chiaotzu. "I wasn't of any help today. If it wasn't for Gohan, then we'd all be dead. I'm gonna have to step up my training."

"I-I'll help, Tien!" Chiaotzu exclaimed.

"Me too!" Yamcha joined in. "I totally embarrassed myself today, haha…" He scratches his cheek.

"Sure, I appreciate it." Tien smiled. Then a certain Devil's shout got their attention, the humans looked over to see Fami stacking a bunch of severed limbs as if they were Jenga pieces with Goten and Nayuta watching intently.

"Fami, you stupid bitch! Stop playing around with my body parts and stitch me together!" War, as just as severed head, screamed at her older sister.

"But I'm having fun." She replied.

"I don't care! Just put me back together!"

"Just regenerate."

"I don't have enough blood!"

"Not my problem." Fami shrugged, earning another shrill scream from War. She felt little taps on her leg to see the babies reaching up at her. The Famine Devil understood what they wanted and handed a severed hand each to the infants. "Here you go."

"Don't give those twerps my body parts!"

Goten tried to bite down on the hand to eat it, but an invisible force yanked the hands away from the babies, earning angry cries from them. Makima glared at Fami as she flicked the hands away as if they were garbage. "Don't give my babies something so filthy."

"FILTHY?!" War screamed, flabbergasted by the disrespect. "WHY I OUGHTA-" She was silenced instantly by a barrier forming around her head as if it were a mute button. Makima walked away afterwards after ensuring Fami wouldn't give the twins anymore severed limbs.

Makima found Piccolo standing with his back to the group, but she knew that his attention was focused on something important. She stood next to him and saw Gohan and Videl sitting together in the distance, hunching over Hercule's body. "They're still there?"

"Yeah." Piccolo answered.

"Alright. I'll go tell them the truth." Makima walks over to her son and his friend, gaining their attention.

"Mom." Gohan said.

"Mrs. Makima?' Videl's tear stained eyes found her yellow ones. "I-I'm sorry you have to see me like this…but…" She looked back down at her father. "My dad is-"

"Not dead."

"Eh?" The kids blinked.

"He simply passed out from the pain. It seems the situation was so stressful that you hadn't noticed it at the time. Though he's just a regular human, your father is surprisingly durable." Makima said as if it was obvious. "I'm surprised you didn't notice, Gohan."

The hybrid blushed. "I-I-well…"

"Fine. It was stressful for you too."

"But I can't see his chest moving!" Videl argued.

"Why are you arguing about if he's alive or not? He's just taking shallow breaths due to his injuries." Makima rolled her eyes and shot a chain into the champ's head. A second later, Hercule woke up, screaming loudly as if he just had a bad dream.

"W-what happened?! Where am I?! Did I have too much to drink again or-" Hercule stopped his panic when he heard a sniffling noise. He looks down to see his tearful daughter quivering at him. Hercule blinks at his daughter, very silent for the first time in his life. "Videl?"

Videl jumped up, engulfing him in her arms. Loud and relieved sobs bellowed from her throat. She cried into his shirt, uncaring for how she looked. Videl was just happy that she still had a family member in this world. "D-daddy! Daddy, I-I thought you were-"

Hercule returned the hug, holding his only child gently. Some of his memories were fuzzy but he knew there was something important that he needed to tell his daughter. "I'm sorry, Videl."

"H-huh?" She stared at him.

"When I heard that you were in danger of dying, I realized that I haven't been the best father to you since all of this fame entered our lives. If something terrible happened to you while I was too busy thinking about myself, then I didn't have the right to call myself a father or a hero. After all, the reason I became champion…" He smiles brightly at his daughter. "...Was to make you smile."

Videl could feel her smile returning full force and she started crying even harder. "Daddy! I love you so much! I-I want us to be like how we used to be! Father and daughter! Nothing more and nothing less!"

"I'd like that too, sweet pea." Hercule agreed.

Gohan watched silently with a joyful smile. He looked to his own mother who found his gaze with a questioning look. "I saw him, mom. Dad saved me from Bojack."

Makima had felt her husband's presence too. "Yes, your father will always come back to us when we need him the most."

"He told me not to fear the power inside of me and to focus on being me. I got so focused on trying to be like him that I failed to see the bigger picture." Gohan said.

"And what would that picture be?"

"That I should accept myself, every part of myself. My power isn't something to fear, but something to embrace. I don't have perfect control yet but as long as I keep up with my training then I'll be able to do it in no time." Then he let out a big sigh. "But I'll do what you said before about taking it easy! After all of this, I need a break! Haha!"

"I think we could all use a nice break." Makima giggled. "Your father would certainly advise us to do so if he were still alive."

"Yeah-"

"WAIT!" Gohan and Makima paused, looking over to the red-eyed Videl. She pointed at Gohan with a shocked expression. "Your dad is dead?!"

"Uh, did I forget to mention that…?" Gohan nervously laughed.

"YES! I wouldn't have said all of those things if I knew your dad was dead!" Videl blushed, covering her face. "Now I look like a jerk!"

"I-it's okay, Videl! I doubt my dad would care!" Gohan tried to reassure her.

"Still…" She sighed. "I'm sorry."

"Thanks." Gohan nodded.

Hercule coughed to get Gohan's attention. "Uh, y-you're the kid, right? The one who-uh-" He nervously looked at Videl, who rolled her eyes.

"I know you didn't beat Cell, dad."

"Y-you do?!" He cried.

"After everything I've experienced today? Yeah, it was kind of obvious." She crossed her arms, glaring at him.

"S-sorry, sweet pea."

"Just know that we're going to have a long talk about lying when we get back home." Videl scolded him with a mean glare that made the man wilt. Gohan and Makima wondered who the actual parent in this relationship was.

Hercule quickly got down on his knees. "I'm sorry! I'm so sorry for everything! I know I shouldn't have taken the credit, but none of you were around when it was all over, so I just-"

"Hey, it's okay!" Gohan interrupted him. "I don't really care that you took the credit."

"R-really?" Hercule and Videl looked surprised.

"Yeah, I know my friends and I don't really like that kind of attention. My mom and Bulma are really the only people who can handle reporters without accidentally killing someone." Gohan laughed.

"H-how is that funny?" The Satans questioned.

"Sucks about the tournament though." Gohan shook his head. "Bojack and his crew really made a mess of things." He felt bad for those poor fighters who were killed by Bojack's crew. Maybe they use the Dragon Balls to bring them back? If his mom would allow it.

"True, there's no way the tournament can continue when things have ended up like this." Hercule gazed at all of the destruction caused. "I think it'll only be fair to give you the prize money since you saved all of our lives, Gohan."

"E-eh?! I-I don't know-"

"We'll take it." Makima cuts him off.

"But, mom-" Gohan shuts his mouth when his mother gives a the 'look'.

"I have to feed THREE bottomless pits on a daily basis and pay for all the bills that keep our house running. Yes, we're taking the money whether you like it or not. And 'no', you really don't have a say." Makima's tone left no room for an argument. All Gohan could do was rapidly nod his head.

"No way!" Videl refused, surprising the Control Devil. "You can't have the money yet!"

"And how come?" Makima asked.

"Gohan has yet to make do on the promise he made to me." Videl huffed.

"Promise?" The boy tilted his head.

"Don't tell me you forgot! We still haven't had our fight yet!" She yelled, causing him to flinch. "You can't take that money until you've defeated me!"

"U-uh, sweet pea, I don't think-"

"Shut up, dad!" Videl silenced her father with a look.

Gohan chuckled at his friend's declaration and stood up to his feet. "That's right, with everything that happened we never got to have our battle to decide the winner. We can't leave things unfinished, can we?"

"Nope." Videl said, tightening the belt around her waist.

Makima and Hercule moved back to give the kids space. The rest of the group turned their attention to the self-imposed final round of the tournament. Most of them watched with amusement, while a certain prince and devil were less than happy.

Gohan got into a fighting stance. "Are you sure about this, Videl? I'm pretty strong, you know?"

"Of course, I know! Fighting the strongest guy around is like an honor! But what's even better is that the strongest kid in the whole world is one of my best friends!" She giggled as she adopted a fighting stance.

"Best friends, huh? I like the sound of that!" Gohan laughed.

The two went silent, allowing the air around them to settle. Makima raised her hands and clapped them loudly, signaling for the fight to begin. Gohan and Videl leaped into the air, exchanging a clash of kicks with the brightest smiles the world would ever see.

Down in the depths of Hell, Death happily munched on a bucket of popcorn as she watched her torture machines go to town on Bojack and his crew's souls. For all the pain they caused her nephew, she wasn't going to let them have any rest for the foreseeable centuries.

Movie End

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Chapter 12: Broly's Second Coming

SEVEN YEARS AGO:

A small emerald orb, wrapped in silvery chains, descends on the Earth. It crashes down into an icy forest, disrupting the nearby nature. The orb rolls along the snowy surface before dropping into a freezing pond. Stuck inside of the shivering temperatures of the lake water, the orb freezes slowly.

But a deep, malicious hum shakes the lake as the orb descends deeper and deeper below, entering a long slumber.

SEVEN YEARS LATER:

On the bright and beautiful summer day, six individuals can be seen dancing around the sky. Attacking them viciously was an amalgamated creature of nightmarish appearance. It is a monstrously large, veiny, hulking monster with olive green skin, blood red fingernails, and beady yellow eyes with crosshatch shaped pupils. He has multiple arms and his mouth is huge, with jagged teeth. He uses his arms to cover himself, he moves on all his hands like an animal.

"Stand still, you freak!" Son Nayuta, daughter of Makima and Goku, shouts as she fires a plethora of KI blasts down at the Devil. The handy creature rolls around to dodge her rapid fire, then bounces into the air, rotating rapidly. It tries to ram into her but the hybrid shifts out of the way, unfortunately its vile sweats hits her.

"Gah! Gross!" Nayuta whines, looking down at her denim dress. She hisses angrily at the Devil. "You stupid jerk! This was brand new!"

"Just buy a new one." Trunks lazily scoffs, floating next to her. He's wearing a light green jacket with a black shirt underneath, and a pair of blue shorts. The heir of Capsule Corp then smiles arrogantly. "Or maybe you can't afford it?"

"Wow! Flexing your wealth? Aren't you a humble one?" Nayuta spits.

"Nayuta! Nayuta!" The girl looks down to see her twin brother, Goten, being held by the handy Devil. Nayuta's eyes widened with concern. Her brother was giggling and smiling like always, not in any real danger, but it wasn't him that worried her. It was instead the shoulder-bag he was carrying, the one that was being flung around wildly, that caught her attention. "It wants to hug me!"

"Goten, watch the bag! You'll drop the Dragon Balls!" She yelled.

"Huh?" Goten blinks. His confusion could only be seen for a moment before he was thrown into the Devil's mouth, its teeth loudly clanging shut.

"Goten!" Trunks shouts.

Suddenly, a spear thrusts through the air, stabbing through several of the monster's limbs. It screams in pain. "Goten!" Asa Mitaka cries as she flies into battle. She's wearing a loose red jacket over a white-button up, and a knee-length black skirt. Asa calls forth a sword and starts cutting through the attacking arms.

"HA HA HA HA! COMING THROUGH!" Denji laughs loudly, having turned into his hybrid mode. He brings down his chainsaws to slice through the monster. "Hold tight, kid! We'll kill this bastard quickly!" Denji's dressed in an unbuttoned collar-shirt, jeans, and tennis shoes.

Finally, Videl dances through the wiggly arms to lay a flurry of kicks into the Devil's body. She jumps back, flipping to avoid getting grabbed. Videl is wearing her usual big T-shirt and black spandex shorts.

The daughter of Hercule looks up at the two kids above who weren't doing anything to help. "Uh?! Hello! You guys want to get back in here to save Goten!"

"I'm not doing anything!" Nayuta scoffed, crossing her arms. "He can get out on his own!"

"He'll be fine." Trunks shrugged.

"But-" Videl's counterargument was stopped when the Devil's stomach started to bubble. Asa, having sensed something, quickly grabbed Videl and started flying away. Denji, who wasn't paying attention, continued to tear through the monster. When he noticed that the Hand Devil's body was acting strange, he shortly paused.

"Hey, why is it bubblin' like-"

BOOM!

The monster exploded violently, drenching the forest in blood and guts. Denji was flung through the air, landing right into a nearby river. Standing right in the middle, covered head-to-toe in blood was a laughing Goten. He jumps up and down. "Again! Again! That was fun!"

Videl gags at the retching smell. "That is so gross."

"I can see why they weren't worried at all. Sometimes I forget how strong these kids are." Asa mutters.

"And annoying too." Yoru adds from Asa's mindscape.

Trunks lands next to his best friend, covering his nose. "Dude, you reek! You're taking a bath after this."

"Really?" Goten sniffs his arms. "Oh, I guess this blood does make me smell." He then reaches behind him, pulling out a blood stained orb. "But guess, what?! I found the Dragon Ball that he had! Turns out he ate it!" He wipes the blood off to reveal that it was the two-star ball.

"Cool! That means we only need one more to have all seven." Trunks smiles.

Goten looks up at his sister, who wasn't even looking in his direction. "Did you hear, Nayuta?! We only need one more!"

Silently, she lowers herself down to the ground. Nayuta flicks her finger at Goten, cleaning the blood of his body. After that, she crosses her arms and turns away. "Whatever."

On the other end of the clearing, Denji is dragged out of the lake by Asa. She lays him down onto the ground as he coughs out the water in his lungs. "Are you okay?"

"I-I think…b-but maybe a kiss would make me-GUAH!" Asa punches him in the stomach, knocking the air from his lungs too.

"Yup. You're feeling all better." She groans, walking away.

Videl stands by the kids, counting the glowing mystical orbs. "And that makes six out of seven! We're almost there!"

"Can you remind us again why you want to collect the Dragon Balls so badly?" Trunks asked.

"That's a secret." Videl blushes lightly. "But other than that, isn't it fun to go on an adventure together?"

"Yeah! Really fun!" Goten agreed.

"A pretty short one at this rate." Asa catches their attention. "We've only been at this for barely a day and already have six."

Trunks raised up the Dragon Radar. "It's all thanks to the Dragon Radar my mom made. If she hadn't then finding these things would be close to impossible."

"Right… Mrs. Bulma made that thing back when she was a teenager, right?" Asa recalls.

"And it's caused nothing but problems." Yoru scoffed, but she went mostly ignored.

Denji walks over, wringing out some of the water in his shirt. He shakes his shaggy hair, earning small complaints from the teenage girls. "It's a shame Gohan couldn't join us though."

Nayuta finally decides to speak up. "Sucks that mama has him running errands all day. At least then I'd have one competent brother around."

"Nayuta." Denji didn't like her tone.

"Whatever! Let's just go find that last ball already!" Nayuta storms off, ascending into the air.

"Great! What's got her mad now?" Videl groans, hating it whenever Nayuta got into a pissy mood.

Yoru's eyes shifted to Goten, knowing it was just her having a tantrum about Goten being reckless. But she made no move to intervene, deciding to let the brats figure it out on their own. "Hurry up and follow her before she gets even worse."

"R-right! Let's move, guys!" Asa exclaimed. She and the others follow after Nayuta, Trunks quickly taking the lead since he had the Dragon Radar.

Down in the depths of Hell, a certain party of individuals were traversing through the complicated labyrinth that was Death's castle. The deceased hero of Earth, Son Goku, stared starry-eyed at the many different artifacts his sister-in-law stored around her halls. His fingers reached for a vibrating sword encased in crystals. "Oh, what's this one-"

"Don't touch that." Makima yanks her husband back by his shirt. "It's cursed and will definitely confine your soul to Hell if you touch it."

"It won't confine your soul." Lilith counters, leading the group. "Just shatter your soul in fragments and bond them to its blade in order to free it."

"And why do you have something like that just lying around?" The group's fourth member, Pikkon, questions. Pikkon is a tall, humanoid, muscular, green warrior. He has thick pink lips with big red irises with black pupils, no visible nose, and a pronounced hairless brow. He wears a long, blue-sleeved shirt with white Gi pants secured with a red sash and brown boots with beige footing. Normally, to intensify his training, he dons extra garbs of extremely weighted clothing. This includes white robes secured with a brown belt with a golden circle in the middle, and a tall turban-like hat that has a matching golden circle in the middle with a long flowing white bandana over it.

The gorgeous Devil winks at the deceased warrior. "I like to torture people with it~! Tehe~!"

"Don't 'tehe' like a sixteen-year-old girl. You're too old for that." Makima said before easily catching the scythe that tried to tear her head off.

"You're one to talk about age, Control! That body of yours may be over 30, but your soul is a completely different tale!" Lilith hissed.

"Can we focus please?" Pikkon huffs, while Goku laughs at the familiarity. "Are they always like this?" He asks his friend.

"Yup! Isn't it great?" Goku laughs.

"He's right." Makima pushes her sister aside. "You still haven't explained why you called us here."

Lilith dispelled her scythe, then rubbed the back of her head. "Ugh. Can't you guys be patient until I show you?"

"No. Especially if it's something stupid." Makima replied. "I had to throw all of my errands onto Gohan because of this."

"He's a big boy, he'll be fine." Lilith waved it off.

Goku hums, putting his hands behind his head. "Oh right. How are the kids doing?"

"They're fine. Goten and Nayuta are out hunting for the Dragon Balls with Trunks and Gohan's friends." Makima explained.

"Really? What for? I'm not sure the kids would have anything they'd want to wish for." Goku said.

"Other than an endless supply of food." Lilith muttered.

Makima shrugs. "Videl clearly wanted to use Shenron for something. I could have easily grilled her for it, but decided to let the girl have her fun."

"Probably to make her chest or ass bigger. Typical teenage girl things."

"She's not as dumb as you to do something so pointless."

CLANG!

Goku and Pikkon watch as Lilith and Makima clash with their signature weapons, causing a brief shockwave to shake the castle. While Goku cheers on his wife to win, Pikkon wonders if they were ever going to learn why Lilith dragged them down here.

The group arrives on the shores of a small rural town. Trunks looks down at the Dragon Radar. "Alright, it should be around here somewhere." He said.

"Can you be a little more specific?" Videl asked, gazing around the empty shore.

"I'M HUNGRY!" Goten whines loudly.

"You're always hungry." Yoru sighs.

Goten looks up at his aunt. "Give me some food, auntie!"

"Why would I have food on me, brat?!"

Nayuta didn't want to admit it, but she was getting hungry too. "Ugh, fine. Goten, let's go see if that village has anything." She grabs her brother's arm, dragging him along.

"Hey, I'm hungry too!" Trunks follows after, not wanting to be left behind.

Denji rubs his stomach, groaning slightly. "Man… I should have eaten breakfast today. Wait up, guys! I need some grub too!" He chases after the kids.

"Videl, we should hurry before those four eat an entire village out of their stock." Asa said to her friend.

"Yes, the unfortunate duties of being the responsible ones in the group." Videl sighed. The two girls hurried after the obnoxious foursome before they could get too far.

Inside the village, a sacrificial ceremony was currently being held. A small blonde girl, around the twins' age, stood on the wooden stage as the priest continued on with a seance. Her grandfather could only watch with despair as his only family member was being offered up. "I'm so sorry, Coco."

"It's okay, grandfather. I'm willing to give up my life if it means protecting our village." Coco smiles softly.

"C-Coco!" He cries, falling to his knees.

Though she had said those words with a confident face, the girl was actually terrified. She didn't want to die and leave her grandfather all alone. If only there was another way to save her home from a terrible fate. Some kind of savior who would prove themselves a hero. Coco closes her eyes, giving her own small prayer as the seance continues.

That was until she felt the back of her dress being lifted.

"Hey, is there food down here?"

"Goten, you moron!"

POW!

"OW!"

"EEEP!" Coco quickly moved, holding down her dress with a blush. Such an action had thrown the priest off his game, causing him to trip over his own feet and fall to the ground.

Goten held his head, nursing the cartoonish bump. "Oww! Why did you hit me?!"

"Because you keep being an idiot!" Nayuta hissed. "Why would there be food under some girl's skirt?!"

"You hide food down there!"

"Yeah! To keep it away from you, doofus!"

"E-excuse me?" Coco calls out, gaining the twins' attention. "Um? Just who are you two?"

"A pair of troublesome children." Another unrecognizable voice for the villagers prompted them to turn around to see Trunks and the teenagers approaching.

The priest stands up, brushing off his clothes. He's an older man dressed in a green winter coat and black clothing underneath. He has a purple headband tied around his head. Hanging around his neck is a necklace with an orange ball attached at the center. "Who are you people?! Do you have any idea of what you're interrupting?!"

"Some kind of concert?" Denji assumed.

"As if." Trunks scoffed.

Videl's eyes narrowed with suspicion. "What exactly is going on here?"

"I can explain that, young lady." The gang and villagers look to see an older man walking over to them. He's dressed in purple and white robes and has big bushy eyebrows. "My name is Zalador, the chief of Natade Village."

"The big boss, huh?" Denji hums. "You don't look all the tough."

"He's not some gang boss, idiot." Asa groaned.

Zalador walks up to the teenagers. "You see, seven years ago, a fearsome creature appeared from the mountains, with a hunger that knew no limits. There was nothing we could do as it devoured everything on these lands, leaving us with nothing but the scraps and dirt. After the terrible wave of death robbed us of everything, monsters evaded and demanded a sacrifice." Zalador lets out a tired breath. "Things have only continued to get worse. But with the assistance of this priest, Maloja, we've been able to quell the monsters' hunger with annual sacrifices."

"Sacrifices?!" Asa exclaimed.

"Yes, once every year, we sacrifice a young child in our village to appease the monsters. Too many parents had to bury their children…" Zalador cries, clearly regretful of the risks taken.

Coco steps forward. "I'm more than willing to make a noble sacrifice for my village!"

"That's not noble, it's murder!" Videl points out.

"I may be dumb, but even I know killin' kids is messed up." Denji huffed.

Maloja turns to the teenagers, offended. "Silence, stupid brats! You have no idea what you're talking about!"

Nayuta grabs her brother, dragging him off the stage. She rolls her eyes at the priest. "Wanna talk stupid, look in a mirror. Besides, these 'monsters' are probably just some rogue Devil or dinosaur. Nothing that we can't handle."

"Yeah! We're super strong!" Goten exclaimed.

Trunks confidently strolls up to the priest. "We can take care of this problem for you guys. But we're not doing it for free." He points at the orange orb hanging from Maloja's necklace. "As a reward for saving your village, we'll take that orb as a prize. Deal?"

"W-what?! What do you think a couple of brats can do about-"

"Deal!" Zalador accepts!

"C-chief?!" Maloja stutters, gulping slightly. "You can't be serious!"

"I am. I have watched far too many children die, unable to protect them as an adult should. If these strangers are confident enough to stop the threat plaguing these lands, then I'll allow it." Zalador explained.

Asa smiles warmly. "Don't worry, Chief Zalador. We're experts when it comes to dealing with monsters. All we need is a plan."

"Don't worry, I have one." Nayuta smiles darkly.

"I don't like that look in her eyes." Yoru mutters, earning an agreement from her host.

"Are you two done fighting?" Pikkon asked, looking between the female Devils. He and Goku were standing between the two, having stepped in once the fight nearly brought the whole castle down.

"Fine! I'll let my baby sis off the hook this time." Lilith scoffed.

"Don't call me that."

Makima went ignored yet again as Lilith dispelled her scythe. "C'mon, my guests, let me take you to my chamber."

"We're not going to your sex dungeon."

"Uh, first of all, that's in a separate area of the castle! Second of all, we're going to the Soul Chamber." Lilith said as she led them down a separate staircase.

"Soul Chamber?" Goku tilts his head.

"It's where I keep the more unstable souls of Devils that struggle to be set for reincarnation. Letting them loose into the world of the living while being unstable can cause disastrous effects." Lilith explains.

"Like, what?" Pikkon asked.

"Destabilize the fabric of reality, which can cause the bridge between the afterlife and living to be torn wide open." Lilith replied casually. "You know…nothing super crazy."

"How is that not crazy?" Pikkon raises a brow.

"Don't bother questioning it. Let's just move it along." Makima tells him.

Lilith and the others arrive at the Soul Chamber. She waves her hand, revealing the chamber to show a plethora of her zombified minions working on cleansing the unstable souls. The interior was similar enough to a scientific research lab, filled with tech that heavily contrasted the gothic style of Lilith's castle. "Welcome to the Soul Chamber."

"Ooh!" Goku enters, curiosity held in his gaze. He inches over to one of the orbs containing a soul, his finger moving to touch it. That was until his wife's hand stopped him.

"Darling." She gave him a look.

"Right, sorry, hehe!" Goku rubs the back of his head.

"Married a manchild." Lilith comments as she walks past with Pikkon right behind her.

Makima would have blown her sister's head off if Goku didn't stop her. Letting out a frustrated sigh, the Control Devil and Saiyan quickly moved along to keep pace. Glaring at the back of her sister's head, Makima asked again. "Are you finally going to explain the reason for bringing us here?"

Lilith gives them a quick glance before looking back ahead. "Do you remember when Freeza and his father came to Earth?"

"Yes, Freeza wanted revenge for losing to darling back on Namek. He brought his father and entire army to invade and wipe out the planet." Makima replied.

"He was killed by the Trunks from the future." Goku added.

"Freeza? You mean that one lizard guy down in Hell?" Pikkon recalls.

"Yup! He was a difficult guy to fight years ago, but we're all way stronger than him now." Goku said, smiling.

"This mess has something to do with Freeza?" Makima assumes.

"Bingo." Lilith lets out an annoyed breath. "You see…as brief as Freeza's time on Earth was, there was a slight overlook that none of you came to realize." She stops in front of a hidden room, opening the entrance to lead them inside. "And it's partially Trunks' fault as well."

Makima's eyes widened as she took in the state of the hidden room. The entire place was wrecked, walls nearly clawed through, and the floors burned by something far stronger than fire. Her eyes could pick up on the residue energy left by whatever was kept inside. "Lilith-"

"Yeah, it's pretty bad." The Death Devil sounded serious for once.

"Makima? Lilith?" Goku and Pikkon look between the women. "What's wrong?"

Lilith turns around to face them. "Freeza, for all his bluster and arrogance, did have one genuine fear that dictated a few of his choices. A fear that only a select few could come to possess."

"And what's that?" Pikkon asked.

"The fear of a Super Saiyan."

"I hate this plan."

"Agreed."

In an effort to save the nearby village, Nayuta had devised a plan to lure out the monsters. If human girls and food were what lured out the creatures, then it only made sense to use that exact thing as bait.

Currently, strapped to a pole and surrounded by a spread of freshly cooked food, was Videl and Asa. The girls were wearing the same dress as Coco and the other village girls. It's a bright maroon dress with a green cloth wrapping around the waist, with grey tights and a large hat.

"Why do we have to be the bait?!" Videl growls at the children and Denji. The other four were hiding behind some shrubs.

"The monsters like young girls, so you two fit the bill." Nayuta replied.

"Sacrafice yourself then!"

"Can't. I'm not a human girl." Nayuta smirked, infuriating Videl even further. "Plus, if it is a Devil, then they'd likely smell the traces of mama in my blood and react violently or not even show themselves."

"But what about Yoru?" Asa reminds her.

"Eh, she's not important enough for that work."

"SAY THAT AGAIN, BRAT!" Yoru roars. The only reason she hadn't tried to force a takeover to rip Nayuta a new one was because Goten was holding onto her leg.

"So, be good little damsels and wait for the monsters to come eat you." Nayuta smirked.

Asa grumbled. "I think she just wants to watch us suffer…"

"Knowing her, that is completely accurate. I am so telling her mother." Videl muttered.

Denji crossed his arms, grumbling a bit. "Are those monsters going to show up soon enough? It's taking too long."

"Be patient." Nayuta tells him.

"Nayuta, I'm hungry!" Goten whined.

"Shut up, you're being too loud!" She hisses at him.

"But I only ate breakfast today! There's a bunch of food sitting right there!" Goten points at the large spread.

"You can eat after the monsters come!" Nayuta tells him, ignoring her own growling stomach.

"I'm pretty hungry too." Trunks speaks up.

"Oh, don't you start!"

Denji opens his mouth to complain too, but one glare from Nayuta stops him pretty quickly.

"What?! Am I not allowed to eat either?!" Trunks complained.

The female hybrid drags a hand down her face. "Am I surrounded by morons?! Don't you all understand the single part of a plan?!"

"Hey, brat."

"What?!" Nayuta looks up at her aunt.

"Goten's eating." Yoru points ahead, aiming their direction to their trap, where Goten could be seen digging into the buffet. Videl and Asa refused to stop him since they were annoyed with the plan in the first place.

Nayuta's fists clenched tightly, anger brimming in her eyes. "Why that stupid little…?! GOTEN!" She lunges forward.

"Hah?" Goten turns around, eyes filling with fear as Nayuta crashes down upon him. Her fist smashed into the top of his head, bashing her twin into the frosty dirt. She heaves a bit, calming down now that she pounded his head in. That was until Goten got up, his eyes welling up with tears, sniffling loud enough for all to hear.

Nayuta realizes her error and that she hit him way too hard, the others groan loudly, and Yoru just cackles madly. The older twin slowly inches towards her brother. "Goten, don't you start-"

"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Goten wails, crying loudly. "NAYUTA, YOU BIG STUPID MEANIE! I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU! WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!"

"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!"

The echoes of Goten's crying reach further and further into the mountains. Below the frozen surfaces of the ravine, the small chained emerald orb vibrates sporadically. Goten's crying has reached its location, triggering suppressed memories within the chained soul.

Flashes of infancy, the obnoxious sounds of a nearby infant who refused to stop crying, the sight of that baby's weirdly spiked hair, and the spiral eyes of a demonic creature continued to torment the soul.

Memories of a lost battle, the combined power of two became one, and all the soul could remember was the face of its most hated advisory. The malicious, yellow spirals of his eyes burned deeply into its core.

CRACK!

K-K-KAKAROOOOOOOOOOOOOT!

Tumbling nearby, bouncing off the jagged path was a vibrating yellow orb. It continued traveling towards the ravine hiding the other soul, drawn to its power and hatred for a certain Super Saiyan. Thanks to the cracking of the ice, the yellow orb was able to fall into the ravine, slowly descending towards the chained soul orb.

Once close, the yellow orb touches the silver chains binding the soul. Like magma, the chains start to melt away. Emerald-colored light starts to shine brightly, flashing repeatedly enough to be visible from under the frozen water.

"WAAAAAAAAAH! WAAAAAAAAAAH!" Goten continued to cry loudly with no signs of stopping.

Nayuta stood there awkwardly, knowing this was her fault for losing her temper. She sees the girls giving her a pointed look and scoffs. "What?!"

"I don't know… apologize to him?!" Asa suggested.

"B-but I-"

"Nayuta." She turns around to see Denji approaching with his arms crossed. "Just tell him you're sorry. I know you guys fight a lot, but he's still your brother."

"What they said." Trunks lazily added.

Yoru didn't say a word, clearly still enjoying the situation.

Seeing that nobody was on her side, Nayuta let out a tired groan. Rubbing her arm, she turns back to her twin. "Ugh…fine! Goten, I'm sorry for hitting you so hard. You can eat the food, I'll figure out a different plan."

And just like that, as if he weren't crying at all, Goten's face brightens. "Really?! Awesome! Thanks, Nayuta! I love you!" He hugs his sister, then dashes back towards the food to continue eating.

Nayuta stands there, processing what just happened.

"Wait…was he faking that?" Videl blinked.

"Yup." Yoru confirms, though the champ's daughter couldn't hear her.

Trunks laughs until she notices that Nayuta's body was twitching violently. "Oh boy… I'm not getting involved in that."

"Nayuta, don't-" Denji tried, but the girl wasn't having it.

She inches closer to her twin, hands reaching for his defenseless neck. "Goten, I'm going to kill-"

STOMP!

Everyone stops when loud stomping could be heard approaching. Looking ahead, the heroes saw that a huge herd of large dinosaurs were coming their way, having seemingly been drawn in by the sounds of Goten crying.

"Tch! So, it was just a bunch of dinosaurs? Not as fun." Yoru sighed.

"Uh, that's still not a good thing!" Asa shouts at her partner.

Nayuta scoffs. "Nah, this is perfect. I needed some punching bags to relieve this stress!" Her aura flares up and she blasts off to battle.

"Hey! Don't leave me behind!" Goten discards the food to chase after his sister.

"I want to fight too!" Trunks exclaimed as he flew after them.

"Heh! I can't let the brats have all the fun!" Denji pulls his ignition cord, transforming into his hybrid state. His chainsaws rev up loudly, maniac laughter filling the field. "Let's carve these lizards!" Denji soars into the sky and dashes at the horde, slicing through their skin happily.

"HEY! What about us?!" Videl cried, struggling to break out of the chains Nayuta used to tie them up. "Asa?!"

"I wish I could…but…" Asa turns to her partner, who shows no interest in taking part in the action. "We're not getting out until they're done."

"Great… I'm starting to regret this." Videl sighed as she watched the brutal one-sided carnage.

After the massacre of the dinosaur population that had been terrorizing Natade Village, the heroes returned and announced their victory with proof of the monsters' corpses which were carried back by Goten and Trunks. To celebrate, Chief Zalador announced a feast to be held in honor of their heroes and the beasts' corpses would be used to keep the village fed for years to come.

Coco smiles happily at the heroes, watching with amazement at the amount of food the kids her age were managing to eat. The teenagers were eating at a much more realistic pace, even if the dirty blonde was messy about it. She could see Priest Maloja glaring daggers at their saviors, his prized necklace now hanging around Trunks' neck. The young girl didn't understand why he was so upset, but perhaps it may have to do with losing his possession? Oh well.

With a bright pep in her step, the blonde child moves closer to Goten, taking a seat right next to him. "Goten?"

"Hah?" He turns, mouth still stuffed with food.

"Thanks to you and your friends, our village can now live in peace. I want to thank you for that." Coco responds.

Goten swallows his food, blinking owlishly at the village girl. "Really? Is it more food?"

Shaking her head, the girl giggles. "No, it's more like this." Coco leans closer and plants a kiss right on his cheek. Goten's eyes widened, a soft red color highlighting his face.

Such an action didn't go unnoticed, 'Oohs' and awes echoed through the party at the sign of young love. Videl and Asa found it adorable, Trunks and Denji were getting ready to tease the boy, Yoru gagged with disgust, and Nayuta…oh boy.

Suddenly, a very cold and lethal stare forced Coco away from Goten. Fear bubbles in her heart and she finds her eyes locking onto Nayuta's glowing red irises. "Leave. NOW." Those were the words branded into her mind. Coco, much to the confusion of many, backs away quickly and escapes into the crowd.

Goten sits there, not understanding why she left in such a hurry.

Nayuta smirks proudly, satisfied with how that ended. She returns to her meal, ignorant to the glares she was receiving from the teenagers, who all knew she had a hand in that.

Yoru's attention was elsewhere, her eyes narrowing at something in the distance. A gut feeling was telling her that something was amiss. For now, she'll keep an eye open just to make sure it wasn't some ignorant low-ranking Devil making some noise.

"And you have no idea where that lost soul could have gone?!" Makima glares at her irresponsible older sister.

"Look! I can't always keep a damn eye on it! All I did was make sure that something as dangerous as a Super Saiyan Devil didn't start running amok! Especially when that whole Android/Cell shit started going down!" Lilith shouts back.

"But how did it break out in the first place?" Pikkon asked. "Judging from this place, it's too heavily guarded for it to bust out the normal way."

"There are cracks, albeit they aren't that big. But no matter where you look or go, there are cracks that exist." Lilith explains. "Few souls do manage to slip through those cracks to escape."

Goku rubs the back of his head. "Isn't that bad? Didn't you say it could tear reality or something?"

"Only if we don't find and stop it in time. It hasn't been gone for long, so we still have time to locate it." Lilith said.

"Then let's split up and scour all of Hell if we have to. Whatever the case, we can't allow that soul to wander alone for too long." Makima said. Goku and Pikkon nodded their heads, understanding the importance.

Lilith doesn't immediately follow them, choosing to stare back at the empty cell. As long as that soul was still down here or anywhere in the afterlife, then things should be fine. But in the worst case scenario it had managed to escape into the living world…yeah, they needed to find it quickly.

Since the day had grown late after saving the village, the heroes decided to spend the night in Natade Village. The chief allowed them to rent out a small hut for the night. Denji shared a bed with the kids, the three piled on top of him, snoring loudly. Asa and Videl shared the other one, sleeping far more neatly than the other four.

Floating above them, attempting to meditate peacefully, was Yoru. Her brows twitch irritably as she listens to the loud chanting of Maloja outsider, seemingly performing some morning ritual. "If that moron doesn't shut up now, I'm going to rip him in-"

STATIC!

BOOM!

A huge explosion pops off nearby the village, shutting up Maloja instantly. Yoru's eyes snap towards the source, sweat immediately pouring down her face. "What the hell is that?! Dammit!" She turns to her sleeping partner, sending a sudden jolt through her brain. "ASA, WAKE THE HELL UP!"

"W-what?!" A groggy sound belches from Asa's throat. "Y-Yoru?!" The self-proclaimed Devil Hunter shifts roughly, bumping Videl awake.

"No time to dawdle! A super large power level just appeared out of nowhere!" Yoru shouts. She quickly takes over their body, forcing Asa's soul to take spiritual form. The Horseman leaps out of the bed, summoning a sword to use. She hurries out of the house to see just what the hell was going on.

"A-Asa?!" Videl stumbles a bit, but hurries after her hybrid as fast as she can. The two women bolt past the startled Maloja and rush towards the edge of the beach. From their position, they could see the frozen glaciers shatter to pieces from an applied force. A floating figure could be seen approaching through the steam. "W-what is that?!"

Suddenly, several green KI blasts were fired at their location. Yoru reacts instantly, creating a shield to block the ones coming near them. However, the rest scattered away, decimating most of the mountain area near the village. "Ah?! The village!" Videl cried. She turned back to the hidden assailant. "Watch where you're attacking, jerk!"

"Those were energy blasts, which means what we're dealing with isn't a Devil." Yoru snarled, summoning an energy rifle. She takes aim and fires several KI bullets, only for them to bounce off a green shield. The barrier dispelled the steam, revealing the threat to be a floating skeleton.

"Eek! A skeleton?! That has to be a Devil, right?!" Asa flinched in disgust.

The skeleton…grins? At least, that's what the women assumed. Its fingers started to flex, energy surging around its body. With a sickening noise, nerves and muscle tissue started to cover the bones from head to toe. Teal eyeballs roll to life, fixating on the women across the lake. Tan-colored skin melds together along the surface of the body along with a certain male anatomy between the legs, revealing the gender of the mysterious monster. Black hair and eyebrows sprout like plants on his head. Black ash-like markings on the upper body covers most of the chest. His energy swirls around his lower body, creating white pants with a red waist cloak draped around his waist and secured by a yellow belt with a blue gem-center. He also wears similar yellow boots with a blue gem at the front.

"A man?" Videl blinks.

Then, a brown tail sprouts from behind, wiggling wildly.

Yoru's eyes widen drastically, shock and disbelief all too evident. "Not a man… A Saiyan!"

"WHAT/WHAT?!" Asa and Videl cried.

Like a flash of lightning, the Saiyan transforms, hair and tail turning into the gold light of a Super Saiyan. "HYAH!" He lunges towards the women, splitting the water with his speed. Yoru only had a second to bring her blade up to block his punch. To her frustration, the sword shattered only after a few seconds of contact. The Saiyan's punch pounds into her chest, blowing the Devil across the village.

"Asa! Yoru!" Videl shouts. She only had a fraction of a second to react to the swing. The daughter of Hercule bends back, pushing her hands against the ground to wrap her legs around his arm. She attempted to throw him, but the monster wasn't budging. He moves and grabs her leg, lifting Videl into the air, and swings her around like a ragdoll. She's thrown across the water's surface and he chases after her a second after.

When Videl tries to get her bearings back, the Saiyan lands a nasty lariat that smashes her against the shattered glacier. Blood and spit erupt from her mouth and Videl drops into the lake. He reaches for her body, but a storm of KI bullets pelt his skin, irritating him.

Yoru appears in a flash of light, twirling a pair of billy clubs in both hands. She brings them down on his neck in hopes of crushing his windpipes, yet the mysterious Saiyan didn't even feel it. "Shit! Fighting like this won't get me anywhere-GAH!" Blood erupts from her mouth. Yoru's eyes turn down to see the Saiyan's fist buried in her stomach. His palm opens with an eclipsing green glow following next.

An explosion sends Yoru skidding across the lake like a rock. She recovers quickly and throws a grenade at the Saiyan, who hits it with his arm. To his surprise, stinging smoke attacks his eyes painfully. "GAH!"

"Tear gas?!" Asa blinks.

"Nobody, no matter their race, is immune to an attack on the senses!" Yoru smirks, summoning a pair of broadswords. The weapons were enhanced by her KI to deal more lethal damage. Yoru rushes in to slice him to pieces, but the Saiyan wasn't nearly as helpless as she assumed. His mouth opens, revealing a detonating ball of KI. "SHIT-" Yoru was engulfed within seconds, a tornado of emerald KI colored the sky.

The Horseman's smoking body falls through the air before being slammed towards the ground by the Saiyan. But before she could hit the earth, Denji appears and catches her in his arms, holding the two-in-one hunter in his bridal-style. "Asa?! Are you okay?!"

Yoru hisses at him. "Don't focus on me, numb-nuts! You have bigger things to worry about!"

True to her words, a shadow loomed over them both. Denji looks up to see the Saiyan charging down on them. Acting quickly, Denji spins in the air to narrowly avoid getting rammed into the ground. He touches down on the ground to set Yoru down. "Leave it to me, guys! I'll kill this freak!" Denji yanks on his ignition cord.

"Wait, dumbass!" Yoru's words went unheard as the idiot transformed into his hybrid state. A maniacal laughter echoes around the lake, followed by Denji rushing at the Saiyan. He slices at his opponent with his chainsaws, but the Saiyan didn't even flinch at it. A punch to the face sends Denji spiraling through the air. The Saiyan reappears above the hybrid, grabbing the top of his head to bring him right back down for a grand slam. Then Denji is flung into the air like a ragdoll. Aiming his hand like a gun, the Saiyan fires off a small KI blast that connects with Denji's body, exploding on contact.

"DENJI!" Asa cried.

The smoke clears away to show three familiar kids floating in the air. Goten held Denji by the back of his shirt, while Trunks and Nayuta had blocked the blast. "Hey! What's the big idea with attacking our friends?!" Trunks shouts.

"You can attack auntie though, we don't care that much." Nayuta jokes.

"Love you too, brat!"

Goten looks down at the de-transforming hybrid. "Are you okay, Denji?"

"Arugh…" Denji gargles, blood and spit coughing from his lungs.

"I think he's fine, guys!" Goten exclaimed.

Nayuta smirks as she eyes their newest enemy rising from the trees. "Just leave this freak to us! We'll pick up your slack!"

Yoru stumbles a bit as she tries to stand back up. "Careful, brats! He's not just any kind of an opponent! He's a Super Saiyan!"

"A Saiyan?" Trunks muttered. "I thought we were the only ones left."

"Some stragglers managed to survive, so what? I still bet we're ten times stronger than this guy!" Nayuta boasts.

The Saiyan locks onto the kids, specifically Goten and Nayuta. Their faces, eyes, and hair triggers the traumatic memories embedded into his soul. Anger slowly crept onto his face, dirt and water rising around him. "Kakarot…!"

"Huh? What did he just say?" Trunks tilts his head.

"Did he say 'carrot'? I hate vegetables!" Goten complained.

"Shut up, dunderheads! That's not what he-"

"KAKAROOOOOT!" The Saiyan's power explodes, a barrier of green energy expands for a brief moment. He rushes forward and nails Nayuta across the face, throwing the girl away from them. Then he strikes Trunks and Goten as well, Denji fell from Goten's grasp and descended into the cold waters below.

All three winced loudly, the stinging pain from the unexpected attack hurt a lot more than they thought. There was barely time to breathe as the monstrous enemy converged on them again, grabbing Goten by the face. He smashes the boy into Trunks, then moves to avoid an attack from Nayuta. He snatches the little girl by her hair and bashes brother and sister into each other and ends the assault by throwing them into a recovering Trunks. A hail of green KI blasts followed, forcing the tykes to move before getting blown to bits.

Asa quickly took control back over. She rushed into the water to grab the unconscious Denji and Videl. While doing so, she looks back to the loud sounds of explosions moving further and further from the village. "Is it just me, or did that guy get angrier the moment he saw Goten and Nayuta?"

"No, you're right. He also shouted my idiot brother-in-law's name." Yoru said, starting to realize what was going on.

"But isn't his name Goku?" Asa thinks back as she drops the two of them on the shore.

Yoru scoffs. "That's the name he was given after arriving on Earth. His biological name is Kakarot. Trust me, I've heard that arrogant prince call him that more times than I can count."

"So, this mysterious Saiyan knows Goku and seemingly hates him?"

"Yeah! Because he's not just some mysterious new Saiyan! Fami told me something before, that seven years ago, Control and the others went off into space and battled this Legendary Super Saiyan, Broly, who greatly hated my idiot brother-in-law's guts." Yoru explained.

"A Legendary Super Saiyan?! I-I don't think I like the sound of that…" Asa groans. "But wait, if they've fought him before, then that means they beat him, right?"

"Control and the idiot did defeat him, and we all assumed he was long dead. But those two didn't even confirm the damn kill! What's worse is that I can sense the essence of a Devil coursing inside of his soul!"

"A hybrid…he's suddenly a mix between a Saiyan and a Devil! A Legendary…Super Saiyan Devil?" Asa suggests a title. When another loud explosion destroys a nearby mountain, she starts to panic slightly. "We have to help the kids-gah!" She falls to her knees, the wounds they suffered earlier were still in effect.

"Unfortunately, our body still needs time to recover. We'll just have to hope that those brats can keep themselves alive until then, because right now, they're fighting a creature born from pure rage and hatred."

"RAAAAAAAHHHHH!"

BOOM!

Three golden streaks dance through the skies as Broly continues to chase them down ruthlessly. His fists crash through a mountain, utterly decimating it in an attempt to crush Trunks into a fine red paste. The heir ascends higher and fires off a KI blast that unfortunately deals no lasting damage to Saiyan. Broly lunges for him with an outstretched palm, but a quick save from Goten keeps Trunks out of his reach.

Red chains shackle his limbs in an attempt to keep him trapped. Refusing to be held captive ever again, Broly flexes his muscles and shatters them like glass. He dashes towards Nayuta, kicking her down towards the ground like a soccer ball. She bounces off the ground, dazed from the incredibly painful attack. Broly chases after her but his attention is stolen by a hail storm of KI blasts raining down on him by Goten and Trunks. He creates a barrier to deflect their shots, then fires his own to force them to scatter.

Goten tries to go for his sister, but Broly cuts him off with an uppercut that knocks him further into the air. As he ragdolls, the monstrous Saiyan grabs him by the face and launches the physical copy of his tormentor towards a mining quarry. Goten crashes into the ground at incredible speeds, rolling momentarily before coming to a complete stop, and drops out of his Super Saiyan form.

"Goten!" Trunks cried.

"Why you…! You're not getting away with that!" Nayuta's aura flares hotly. She ascends into the air to engage Broly, and Trunks quickly joins her to lend a hand. The young Super Saiyans engage in a brief physical clash with Broly. And the word 'brief' isn't enough to describe how short lived it was. Both were quickly overwhelmed by Broly's speed and strength, his fists rattling their smaller bones as if he were hitting chimes.

"HAH!" An explosive burst of KI sent the kids spiraling towards the same quarry Goten was in. The youngest son of Goku groans, looking up to see his sister and friend crash right into him. A shockwave occurs from their collision, shaking the quarry. Dropping out of a cart filled with crystal balls was a familiar orange ball with red stars.

"Ah!" Stopping just inches from his home, carrying an entire truck filled with important items, was Son Gohan. He sets down the truck and turns to the direction he could feel the huge wave of malicious energy. Gritting his teeth, Gohan throws off casual wear to reveal his purple GI was underneath. "Seems trouble's starting to brew again. I don't know if it's a Devil or not, but I can't just ignore that!" He looks back at the truck and gives an apologetic smile. "Sorry, mom, I'll have to put these away when I get back!"

His aura flares up and Gohan blasts off into the sky to see what was going on.

"O-oowww…!" The kids groaned. They were piled on top of each other like a mess of limbs and slowly started to pull apart. Wounds licked their bodies like marked kisses, a level of pain they were only rarely used to. Trunks glares at Nayuta. "Still think we can take him?"

"Oh, shut up!" She hisses. "S-so, he's stronger than I thought! That doesn't mean we can't-"

"LOOK OUT!" Goten shouted.

There was only a brief moment to move as Broly came crashing down to stomp the brats into mist. The ground caves in from the sheer pressure alone, bending against his weight. Broly smiles sadistically at the scared children, happily savoring their fear to make himself stronger.

Seeing this, Nayuta lets out a nervous chuckle. "Okay… Maybe he's too strong for us."

"Glad you finally woke up to reality." Trunks muttered.

A shine in the distance caught Goten's eye. He slides his attention to the side to see the light was actually the Dragon Ball. "Ah! Nayuta, check it out!" Goten nudges his sister to look where he was looking, her eyes widening slightly.

"The last Dragon Ball?" Nayuta blinked. "The Four-Star one to be exact."

"Really? If it's the Dragon Ball, then we can just ask Shenron to take this guy down!" Trunks exclaimed. They were lucky that Goten had brought the rest of the Dragon Balls with him before they left the hut.

"But he's not going to just let us walk past him to get it." Nayuta points out the obvious. "We'll need a distraction." Suddenly, two hands shoved her forward roughly. "Eh?" The female hybrid turns to look back at the boys. "What are you-"

"You're always going on about how you're stronger than us." Trunks smirks.

"Just hold him off for a bit, sis, we'll be quick!" Goten adds.

Nayuta's face morphs into anger. "Are you idiots serious-"

"RAAAH!" A stampeding Broly clotheslines the girl before she could even finish. Nayuta goes flying into the quarry's walls and the legendary Saiyan jumps after her to continue the beat down.

"Let's hurry, Goten!" Trunks exclaimed.

"Right!"

As the boys hurried towards the Dragon Ball, Nayuta is pressed against the wall by her neck. Broly chuckles darkly, continuing to choke out the girl that looked disgustingly familiar to the redheaded woman seven-years-ago. Grunting from the lack of oxygen, Nayuta did the only thing she could possibly think of…she bites his hand.

"Gah!" Broly tears his hand away, but the girl was biting down pretty hard. He smashes her against rocks, metal, and more in order to shake the child off. Nayuta transforms into a Super Saiyan to deepen the pressure. Seeing as she wasn't going to let go, Broly tears off his own hand and chucks the child through a waterfall.

Nayuta rolls across the rocky surface for a moment. She gets up and spits out the severed hand. Looking ahead, she sees Broly float through the water to confront her. Getting up, she laughs at his missing appendage. "Hah! Guess you're unarmed!"

Her confidence quickly vanished when Broly regrew the limb.

"Ah… I-I don't think a normal Saiyan can do that…" She mutters.

"Heh!" Broly smirks, dashing towards her with malicious intent.

Over by the boys, Goten managed to grab the Dragon Ball. "Got it!" He unzips the duffle bag and throws it inside with the others. "We can summon the dragon now, Trunks!"

"Good, then let's hurry before-"

"GOTEN! TRUNKS!" Looking up, the boys saw their aunt, Denji, and Videl flying over to them. "What the hell are you two doing?! Where's Nayuta?!" Yoru demanded to know.

"We're just grabbing the last Dragon Ball, auntie! We'll summon Shenron and have him take down this bad guy!" Goten happily explained.

"Wait, can Shenron actually do that?" Videl asked.

"No, he can't!" Yoru denied. "That stupid dragon wasn't strong enough to take out the Saiyans when they first came here, there's no way in hell he'd be able to take out a Super Saiyan!"

"What?! Then it's pointless?! That's lame!" Trunks whined.

Yoru smacked both of the boys on the head. "No, you stupid brats! What's 'lame' is not telling me where Nayuta is-"

A viciously loud crash is heard on the other side of the valley. They all turn to see Nayuta's body being thrown out of the smoke, skipping across the ground like a rock. She stumbled to her feet, her Super Saiyan form flicking on and off. Blood coughed from her lungs as she glared hatefully at the legendary Saiyan. "W-why do I-I feel like he has s-something against me specifically…?" Her legs started to give out and she fell to her knees, hair cascading down her face as she returned to base form. "Crud…"

"NAYUTA!" Denji and Goten shouted, fearing for the girl's life as Broly descended on her.

Luckily, Yoru flashed between them, creating multiple shields to block the attack. Grunts spit from her lips as she tried to hold him back.

"D-dammit!"

"Auntie?" Nayuta muttered.

"Run, brat! I can't hold him back for long!"

Thankfully, Goten swooped down and grabbed his sister, taking her away from the fight. Which was right on time, because Broly smashed through Yoru's defenses to literally tear right through her. The Horseman's body folded under the Saiyan's strength, a loud explosion occurring as a result.

"Asa!" Videl cried.

"Dammit!" Denji reaches for his ignition cord, then sees Goten arrive back with his injured sister. "Nayuta, are you okay?!"

"N-no…" She answered. "But I'll heal…" She looks back to where Broly was. "This guy…he's too strong."

"Strong or not, I ain't lettin' him get away with this! I'll kill him this time!" Denji declared.

"Are you stupid?! He tossed you around a few minutes ago! You'll just get killed!" Trunks argued.

"We'll get killed just standin' here too! Either way, I'm gonna fight!" The holder of Pochita, pulls his cord and transforms into his hybrid form. His chainsaws were revving loudly, ready to tear through flesh.

"He's right. Fighting this jerk is all we can do!" Videl added.

Goten holds his sister tightly, then freezes when he sees Broly rising from the smoke. They all watch him ascend into the air, a bright ball of green energy building in his hand. Reality itself seemed like it was shifting, a circle of green slowly constricting around Broly.

"What's he doing?" Videl asked. She turns to the kids, who were all sweating buckets. That alone tipped her off that things were clearly wrong. If his energy was enough to have them sweating, then it clearly wasn't good.

"T-that energy he's building…it's too much!" Trunks muttered.

"W-we need to run!" Nayuta coughed.

"I'll grab Asa!" Videl dashes towards the center of the quarry to find Yoru pulling herself back together. She picks her up and quickly dashes away from the quarry with the others closely following behind.

Broly watches the gnats trying to escape and smirks. He finishes charging up his attack and releases the energy. It didn't even need to hit the ground to be set off. A ravaging explosion occurs that utterly decimates the mountain range, the shockwave of the attack easily catches up with the hybrids and humans, engulfing them all.

Denji and Videl fell into the barren forest, knocked unconscious by the attack. Yoru's body crashed against some rocks, motionless as both souls were too injured to move. Trunks held onto his best friends, the three of them falling towards a destroyed mountain.

Broly locks onto them, his true targets, and fires another KI blast to finish the kids off once and for all. To his surprise, a random energy blast intercepted his own, saving the children from a terrible demise. They hit the ground, the bag of Dragon Balls were knocked off of Goten's body, landing a few feet away.

Broly snarls like a feral animal. "Kakarot…! Kakarot! KAKAROOOOT!"

Standing below, having finally arrived on the battlefield, was Son Gohan. He glares hatefully at the Legendary Super Saiyan. "Broly…he should be dead." Though he noticed that the Legendary Super Saiyan looked a lot different than he did seven-years-ago. Deciding to figure that out later, he moved to check on the kids.

Trunks opens his eyes, seeing Gohan approaching. "Guys! Look! It's your brother!"

Soft grunts came from the twins as they moved to stand, relief washing over them as Gohan came to comfort them. "Gohan!"

His little siblings ran up to him and he happily hugged them tightly. "Sorry, I'm late. You guys went through a lot, huh?"

"U-us? In trouble! As if!" Nayuta lied, but Gohan could see the truth in her eyes.

Gohan turns to the Saiyan in the skies. "Broly, you have no shame. Picking on little kids."

"Broly?" Goten questioned, hearing the name for the first time.

"Wait, you know this guy?" Trunks asked.

Gohan nods. "Yeah, he's a blood-thirsty Super Saiyan. But mom and dad beat him seven years ago. I don't know how he's returned though."

"Woah… Mama and papa did? Jeez, no wonder he hates us." Nayuta thinks about how determined Broly was to kill her and Goten.

"That also explains why he's so strong. None of us could hurt him. Not your aunt, Denji, or Videl." Trunks said.

"EHHH?! Videl and the others tried to fight him?!" Gohan cries. Oh man, he completely forgot the kids were hanging around them. His aunt and Videl were going to give him so much shit for turning up late! "Are they even still alive?!"

"Probably." Goten shrugged.

"But with you here, Gohan, that Broly guy is toast!" Nayuta exclaimed. Goten and Trunks agreed with her, excited to watch the older hybrid kick some serious ass.

Gohan wasn't so sure about that, but knew he had no choice. Broly wasn't an opponent to take lightly and last time it took everything they had to defeat him. He turns to stare up at the lunatic, clenching his fists. "You three, go find the others and get away from here. This won't be pretty."

"What?! But we want to watch the action?!" Goten argued.

Gohan was about to yell at them to leave when Broly came charging down like a bull. His maniacal laughter filled the air. While the kids panicked, Gohan held strong and crossed his arms. He blocks the ferocious punch that punctured the air itself with a devastating shockwave, blowing the children away from their battle. "Tch! Sorry, Broly, but my parents aren't here to satiate your bloodlust! This time, I'll be the one to take you down!"

Their struggle breaks with Gohan taking a few steps back, Broly pushing forward to attack. A blurry contest of fists emerged between them. The Super Saiyan's attacks won out, throwing Gohan across the field. Our young hero recovers quickly, twirling like a propeller, and kicking off the ground to re-engage Broly with a few powerful jabs to the monster's face. Gohan's strength was far greater than the others, showcased by damage actually being dealt to Broly.

"No fair! How come Gohan gets to do damage…?" Nayuta whined. As she watches the battle, the young hybrid sees the bag of Dragon Balls off to the side. "Ah! The Dragon Balls!" She hurries towards them, doing her best to stay out of her brother's way.

"HAH!" Broly assaults Gohan's guard, breaking through to smash him into the ground. Using his mobility, the son of Makima twists out of the way. He throws his knee forward and knocks Broly's head to the side. The monster grabs his leg as he flies back, grinning hungrily as he throws Gohan into the ground. He raises the teenager up again to continue smashing him like a hammer, only for Gohan to release a burst of KI to break free. Gohan spins like a ball to build up momentum, then follows it up with a double kick to Broly's face.

As he skids back, Broly feels a slight pain in his nose. He wiped his thumb across his nostrils and looked down to see some blood staining his flesh. A sickening smile spreads across his scarred face. "Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha HA!" Energy spikes, devastating the land as he ascends quickly into the air, Gohan quickly follows after getting a bad feeling.

Nayuta manages to reach the bag. "Got it!" Her cheer lasted for only a moment as she noticed reality shifting to a bright green color. She and the boys looked up to see Broly fire off a condensed KI blast. They assumed it was meant for Gohan, but the blast's trajectory quickly changed to target them. None of them moved, too scared to react.

With the speed of a cheetah, Gohan appears and smacks the blast away. He then generates a shield to protect his little siblings and Trunks.

On the far side of the wasteland fields, Yoru had to act quickly. The Horseman grabbed the two unconscious teens and summoned a shield to protect them from the earth-shattering explosion.

All that remained from Broly's attack was a crater, the mountain range utterly decimated. The very ground started to split apart, molten lava erupting all over inside of the crater. Gohan held the children in his arms, who had been knocked out by the explosion's shockwave. He sets them down a bit further away where they'd be out of harm's reach. When he hears the evil laughter of Broly, righteous fury starts to burn inside of his soul.

Turning around, Gohan's spiraled pupils flash teal. "HYAAAAH!" His aura ignites with a golden color, the power of a Super Saiyan erupting to life.

Feeling the strength of his opponent, Broly decides to stop holding back. He opens his mouth, green flames spewing forth. "HRAAAAAAAH!" The flames explode from his body, transforming him into his true form. The Saiyan's body grows in mass, taking the hulking appearance he had seven-years-ago. His hair glows bright green, yet the flames surround it to give it a fiery sway. Broly's pupils were non-existent, the rage and hatred inside of his soul took full control. His Saiyan tail swayed wildly, licked with green flames that scorched the ground beneath his feet.

As his power grows, reality itself seems to bend slightly. The monster's aura twisted the very air itself as if it were clay. The world's bright colors became a hopeless grey, lightning and rain dropping onto the battlefield to set the destructive tone.

Gohan didn't have time to worry about any of that. His focus is placed entirely on the evil Super Saiyan threatening to destroy everything he loves.

Like bolts of lightning, the Super Saiyans converged, their clash punctuated by a sonic boom.

No luck. Makima lets out an annoyed grunt. They've been searching all night and yet there's been no sign of this runaway Super Saiyan Devil anywhere in Hell. Her husband and Pikkon went to check the higher realms to make sure it wasn't hiding in Heaven or the Grand Kai's Planet.

She touches down in front of Lilith's castle when she feels their energy appear next to her, Makima addresses the men. "Darling, did you find it?"

"Nah, no luck." Goku shakes his head. "I'm not sure where it would be."

RUMBLE!

Suddenly, Hell started to shift, the skies rumbling with thunderous force. Makima's senses started to trigger, picking up on the disastrous energy penetrating through the realm. "Tch! Are we too late?"

"Not necessarily." Lilith's voice cuts through as she appears from the sky. The lady of death holds a crystal ball in her hands. "I found where our runaway went." She allows the other three to see the projection inside, the married couple's eyes growing wide.

Detailed in the projection was their oldest son fighting a desperate battle against an all-too familiar Legendary Super Saiyan. Gohan was grabbed by his face and smashed against the volcanic mountain. Broly proceeds to beat down on the teenager with merciless fists of fury.

"GOHAN!" Goku and Makima scream. They could see that it wasn't just him either. The twins and Trunks' unconscious bodies could be seen as well.

"How is Broly alive?!" Goku questioned. "I thought we killed him?"

"When we finished him off, my attack must have only destroyed his body and not his soul! Take me back now!" Makima demanded of her sister. "My children are in danger!"

"Nope." Lilith shrugged, watching as Makima's fury was seconds from exploding. "Hold it, sis, let me explain." Thankfully, Control's common sense is still functional. "Judging by what I've seen so far, Broly and the runaway soul fused together, turning him into a rage-fueled hybrid."

"That's possible?" Pikkon asked.

"There are plenty of hybrids that exist on Earth. My sister and Goku are the ones who did it the abnormal way." Lilith jokes, then sees that Makima wasn't in the mood. "Okay, chill. Look, now that the two are fused, the destabilization is now tied to Broly's power. The angrier and stronger he grows, the worse things are going to get."

"And that's why you should take me there, now!" Makima demands.

"No, but that'll only make it worse. This hulking lunatic hates you two with a passion, it's what's fueling him." Lilith explains. "Seeing either one of you right now will just speed up the process and bring an early apocalypse."

"Then what do you suggest we do? Sit back and watch our children die?" Makima growls.

"Makima, look!" Goku's pull brought the redhead's attention back to the crystal ball. She could see Broly's vicious attacks being brought to a halt. The legend's eyes widen as Gohan starts pushing back, the hybrid's eyes still filled with determination and strength. "Gohan's not out of the fight yet!"

"Gohan…" Makima's eyes soften slightly as she watches her son fight back.

"I wasn't suggesting anything of the sort, Control." Lilith said, speaking a bit more carefully. "Right now, the best one who has a chance at stopping the worst possible scenario is your son. Just like seven-years-ago, you have to have faith that the kids can take care of themselves when their parents can't hold their hands." She looks her sister in the eyes. "And if they're going to fall, then you'll be there to pick 'em back up."

"HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!" Broly's obnoxious and vicious laughter filled the skies as he tussled against the oldest son of his most hated advisories. His fists were like ballista cannons, not stopping for even a moment to crush the teenager into dust.

Gohan's body quaked and rattled, each punch were like steel-infused hammers threatening to break him. He ducks under a swing to crash his leg into Broly's neck, the Saiyan barely flinching and swatting the hybrid into the blackened rocks. Gohan bounced, then spun to recover as Broly swooped in with a lethal swing. Seeing this, he releases a storm of KI blasts to create a shield of smoke cover. He ascended into the air to build up some energy, but to his shock, Broly was no longer below him. "What?! Where did he-" Broly's energy invades his senses, followed by a devastating drop kick to his spine.

As the teenager spun through the air, the legend flew around him and aimed his arm. A ball of KI is fired right into Gohan's sternum, blasting him all the way into the other end of the volcanic mountain. Broly starts laughing again, clearly enjoying the one-sided beat down. He stops when he feels a surge of dark energy starting to rise.

On the other side of the mountain, an explosion of gold and crimson surges forth. Rising from the smoke was Son Gohan, eyes blazing with crazed fury. Lighting sparked around his body, hair increasing in length. The teenager's true strength was finally making itself known. He wipes the blood from his lips and snarls. "You think you're a monster? Let me show what a real monster can do!"

Staring into the boy's eyes, Broly's mind flashes to his previous defeat. Energy swirls around him like a cosmic flame. "Kakarot…! KAKAROT!" He charges forth to kill the hybrid, and Gohan was more than happy to meet him dead-on. Their fists clashed, a deafening sonic boom deafening the very sky.

For once, Broly found himself being overpowered, thrown to the side by a brutal right hook. He bounces only momentarily before Gohan's blazing kick connects to his chest. The force drills them through the mountain, bursting from the other end. Gohan flips off and connects his foot to Broly's chin, knocking him back. The Legendary Saiyan quickly recovers and grabs Gohan by the top of his GI. When resistance is met, the top right half of the outfit is torn off, not that Gohan currently cared.

The cloth is discarded as Broly viciously headbutts the teenager, and then releases an explosive wave of energy that knocks Gohan back towards the molten rocks. The hybrid swerves out of the way of a grab, and lands a heel-kick to the back of Broly's head. He grabs the monster's flaming hair and pushes him against the blackened rocks, dragging the monster in a similar fashion Broly had done to him years ago. Gohan throws him towards the lava, the molten liquid scorching the monster's skin. Letting out a roar, Broly charges back in to kill his enemy.

Putting two fingers to his forehead, Gohan lets out a guttural noise, eyes locking onto the approaching Saiyan. Lethal energy builds at the tips, a familiar technique to those watching the battle. "Special… Beam…" Once the sufficient amount of energy has built up, he brings up his arm. Broly flashes closely with inhumane speed, his fists coming down on both sides of Gohan's head to crush his skull like a watermelon. Gohan brings down his arm, aiming his fingers right at the center of Broly's chest. "CANNON!"

"GWAAAAH!" A scream of utter pain is torn from Broly's throat. The drill beam sent Broly straight into the molten lava below, but it didn't stop there and continued to push him further into the lava. It pierces through the monster's chest, leaving a gaping hole in the monster's body. Broly sinks lifelessly in the scorching pool of lava, seemingly burning to ash.

Gohan stays in the air for a few more moments, ensuring that Broly's energy could no longer be sensed. Once he was certain that the Saiyan was dead, his power starts to fade, and he drops down to base. The boy's consciousness goes dark and he falls towards the lava until a feminine hand wraps around his waist.

Yoru holds her exhausted nephew in her arms and lets out a small grunt. "Good shit, kid."

"Aw! You're proud!"

"Shut the fuck up!" Yoru hissed, blushing as she flew away towards safer ground.

"Looks like your boy managed to do it, Goku." Pikkon smirks, patting his friend on the back.

Goku nods his head, full of pride. "Yup! That's my son! Nothing can get in his way when he puts his mind to it."

"I'd love to fight him one day. Test that strength out myself."

"Well, when the time comes for him to join us in the afterlife, feel free to challenge him! Hehe!" Goku chuckles.

Unlike the men, the sisters were still focusing intently on the crystal ball. Even though it seemed like Gohan had won, they both had a feeling that this battle wasn't over yet. But they would love to be proven wrong.

Gohan awakens, wincing slightly at his wounds. He feels a gentle hand on his shoulder and looks over to see Asa smiling at him. "Careful, Gohan. You're pretty injured."

"Thanks, Asa. You too, auntie." Gohan looks over to his back-facing aunt.

"Whatever." The Horseman scoffs.

He gazes back at his friend. "What about Videl and the others? Are they okay?"

"They're alive, but still unconscious." Asa answered, then smirked. "But showing more concern about Videl first before you little siblings, Trunks, or Denji? Oooh~!"

Gohan blushes. "W-wait! I-I mean! I'm concerned about all of them! B-but you know-"

"Pfft! Jeez, Gohan, I'm just playing!" Asa laughs. "She's your girlfriend, stop acting so embarrassed about it."

The male hybrid grumbles at her. "Yeah, yeah, whatever."

Shaking her head, the clumsy girl looks back towards where the battle took place. "Still, I'm amazed that you managed to take out that Broly guy. None of us were able to even scratch him."

"He's not someone to take lightly, that's for sure. That guy can destroy the whole universe if left unchecked." Gohan said.

"Jeez! Someone like that coming all the way here just to kill your parents? Hatred like that is terrifying." Asa shivered.

"You got that right. Thankfully, we don't have to-"

SHAKE!

The mountain starts to quiver with fear; an inhumane amount of bloodlust starts to invade their senses. Gohan and Yoru glare at the pool of lava, while Asa shivers with terror. "Of course, it can't be that easy for once…!" Gohan growls.

Rising from the fires of Hell itself was Broly. The lava had completely melted the meat and skin from his bones, but his half-Devil nature regenerated his body back to normal. Even the hole in his chest had sealed back up tightly. Even worse, the monster's body started to change even more, fur growing all over his chest and his body mass increasing. His face begins to change into the similar monkey shape of the Saiyans' Oozaru form.

"H-how is he still alive?!" Asa cried.

"Because he's nothing but a freak of nature!" Yoru growled.

Before any of them could blink, a KI blast was thrown right into Asa's chest. The teen was sent flying across the area, exploding in a bright shower of green light.

"ASA! AUNTIE!" Gohan cried, then angrily rushed towards Broly. He weaves through a hail storm of KI blasts, only for one to explode against his chest. Gohan crashes into the ground, embedded within the rocks. He slowly looks up in horror as Broly comes crashing down feet first.

SMASH!

"GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!"

Gohan's cries of pain could be heard all over the mountain area. Goten and Nayuta twitch slightly. "G-Gohan…" They both mutter, slowly waking up.

"GWAAAAAAAH!"

Videl carefully climbed to her feet, eyes staring at the direction her boyfriend was fighting. "G-Gohan… I'm coming…" She then hears the sounds of a revving engine, looking back to see Denji only partially transformed.

"I ain't letting any…of my friends die today…" Denji growled.

Unknown to all of them, the Dragon Balls started falling out of the torn bag. Now grouped together, they let out a soft hum, glowing brightly.

"GYAAAAH!" Gohan crashes against a rocky wall. He had no time to breathe as Broly slammed his huge fist into the boy's sternum, knocking blood and wind from his lungs. Gohan crumples to his knees only to be picked up into a dangerously tight bear hug. Broly increases the grip by letting out a burst of energy, causing Gohan incredible pain. The sound of the boy's pain was music to his ears.

"HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA-GUH!" Broly freezes as an unfamiliar pain erupts in his lower area. He drops Gohan, frozen stiff, legs trembling slightly.

"W-what?" Gohan looks down to see a foot had kicked Broly straight between the legs. There was only one person Gohan knew who would ever think to even do that. "D-Denji?!"

It wasn't just him either, because Videl came swooping in, stabbing a sharp crystal right into Broly's left eye-socket. The Saiyan lets out a startled grunt, blood pouring from the injured area. "Videl?!"

The daughter of Hercule lets out a soft chuckle. "E-even I can hurt a… Super… Saiyan." She falls to the ground with a soft thud.

Denji lets out his own obnoxious laugh. "HA HA HA HA! HOW DO YOU LIKE-BWAGH!" He was crushed immediately under the weight of Broly's foot. The Legendary Saiyan's fury reached its very limit with these insignificant worms. He picks Denji up by his torso, then grabs the boy's legs with his other hand. As if the chainsaw hybrid was paper mache, he was torn in half, blood and guts spilling everywhere.

"NO!" Gohan shouted. Though he knew Denji wasn't truly dead, his anger skyrocketed at the brutality. He leaps up and knocks Broly back with a strong punch, causing Broly to drop the hybrid's two halves. "I'VE HAD ENOUGH!"

Broly spits out some blood and tears the crystal from his eyesocket, healing the wound. He snarls hatefully at the teenager. "Not until you lie dead at my feet!" Energy surrounds him as he levitates into the air, backing away to land on a tall rocky pillar. He was done playing around with these insects and was ready to bring this matter to an end. Reality shifts in color as he builds up the energy for his final attack.

Gohan cups his hands to his side, powering up into a Super Saiyan. "KA! ME! HA! ME!"

"GRAH!" Broly releases his condensed Omega Blaster.

"HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" Gohan fires his family's signature attack, the blue beam meets the tiny ball, igniting it to increase in size. The gargantuan sphere warps the landscape and sky, easily pushing back against Gohan's attack.

"GOHAN!" To his surprise, Gohan sees both his little siblings drop down next to him, one on each side. "We're here to help!" Goten exclaimed, transforming into a Super Saiyan.

"Let's take this creep down!" Nayuta shouts, transforming as well.

"Ka! Me! Ha! Me! Haaaa!" The twins join their brother's attack, increasing the beam's size to try and contend with Broly.

"Goten?! Nayuta?!" Gohan gasped.

Unfortunately, even with their combined might, they still paled in comparison to Broly's power. His Omega Blaster was approaching ever so slowly, like a countdown to the Earth's demise. Broly's laughter haunted their ears, mocking their efforts of even trying to fight back.

Behind them, Trunks starts to wake up. He gets up from the ground, slowly approaching the battle. "G-Gohan… Goten… N-Nayuta…"

Gohan grunts, his wounds burning. "H-He's too much…! We need more power…!"

"I-I'm scared! I don't want to die! Mama… I wish you were here!" Nayuta desperately cries.

"W-what are we going to do?! I-I wish dad was here!" Goten cries as well.

SHINE!

"Gohan! Goten! Nayuta!"

"Dad/Papa?!" The Son children exclaimed, eyes turning to the sky to see the visage of Goku dropping down from the clouds, landing right between Gohan and Goten. He transforms into a Super Saiyan, glaring angrily at Broly.

TEAR!

A portal opens from behind, a familiar redheaded woman entering the battle. "You three have made us proud." Makima stands between Gohan and Nayuta. "Let your parents fight too and carry this responsibility with you."

"Mom/Mama!"

"Oh yeah! Shenron must be listening!" Goten cheers.

Goku and Makima cup their hands to their sides, bright blue energy building between their palms.

Broly sees his most hated enemies, fury and hatred exploding. "Kakarot and…!"

"KA! ME! HA! ME…! HAAAAAAAAAAAA!" Father, Mother, Sons, and Daughter all combine their energy, their family's greatest technique now equalizes the struggle. Seeing this, Broly's body begins to change even more, his Oozaru form nearing completion, and his power grows even more. The increase in strength places the Son Family back on the losing end of the beam struggle. Goku and Makima start to notice the hesitation and fear clouding their children.

"Gohan! Concentrate!" Goku shouts.

"Where's your usual fire, Nayuta! Control your fear and fight!" Makima orders.

"Look past your fears, Goten! You can do it!" Goku continues to be encouraging. "Are you willing to let Broly destroy the Earth?!"

"We can end this now, but we must work together!" Makima shouts, growing frustrated.

Broly continues to add more and more energy into the Omega Blaster, its size and strength overpowering the Sons. "HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!"

Trunks watches in despair. "H-how are they not winning yet?"

"Because that damn monster is still getting stronger." Yoru spits, walking up next to him. She holds a sword in her hand and extends it to him. "Fill this blade with everything you've got! I know how to end this!"

"Y-yeah! Okay!" Trunks powers up into his Super Saiyan state. He touches the blade, filling it with all of his strength. A bright surge of energy fills the sharp weapon, changing it to a bright golden color. "M-make sure…you don't miss…" Trunks mutters as he collapses.

"Tch! As if I ever miss a shot, brat." Yoru readjusts her grip, runs forward, and throws the blade like a boomerang. It spins through the air, flying straight towards Broly.

The Legendary Saiyan only needed one last push to put an end to the Son Family bloodline and the Earth. Right before he could do so, a sharp pain exploded in his back. Yoru's sword cleaved his tail clean off, dropping the wiggling appendage to the ground. Without the boost of power, Broly's energy started to rapidly decrease, his body turning back to its normal state and creating an opening.

Goku and Makima sees their one chance. "TOGETHER!"

A deep swell of righteous power erupts from the twins and Gohan, crimson energy fusing with their golden light. The roar of the mighty Oozaru mixed with their Devils blood, creates a burst of power never before seen. "HAAAAAAAAAA!" Their beam pierces right through Broly's Omega Blaster, head straight for the monstrous Saiyan.

"K-KAKAROOOT!" Broly screams as he's engulfed by the attack. It carries him off the planet, launching him straight into the sun. Broly's body is torn apart by the combined destructive power of the Kamehameha and the sun, turning him to dust. His evil soul, alongside the Super Saiyan Devil, are wiped away for good.

Having fulfilled their duty, the Dragon Balls scatter all over the Earth.

With Broly's defeat, everything returns back to normal. The Son kids drop back down to their base forms, completely drained after such a taxing fight. "Thanks, mom, dad-huh?" Gohan and the twins blink, only seeing their mother standing next to them. Their father was nowhere to be seen.

"Wait, where did papa go?" Nayuta asked.

"Here." Makima points to her daughter's heart. "He's where he always will be." Her kids smile at her, understanding the warm gesture. Makima looks over to her sister. "Nice aim."

"Shut up." Yoru scoffs, switching back with Asa. The teen leans over to Makima. "She's blushing."

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Yoru roared.

"GUYS!" They look over to see Videl and Trunks coming over. "You did it! That was awesome! Honestly, I thought we were all dead for a moment there." The daughter of Hercule chuckled.

Gohan rubs the back of his head. "Well, you guys helped out a lot too. This wasn't a solo victory, but one won between all of us."

"Always the humble one." Videl smiles, planting a kiss on his cheek. Nayuta gags behind them until she gets smacked on the head by Makima.

"Oh right! Gohan isn't the only one who got a kiss today! Goten's got a little sweetheart too!" Asa reminds everyone, a tidbit of information that piqued Makima's interest.

"Really? Do tell." The Control Devil smirks.

Goten blushes. "N-no! Nothing really happened!"

"Exactly! Nothing happened!" Nayuta hissed.

"Goten has a crush?!" Gohan exclaimed. "Who managed to do that?!"

"A little girl from a nearby village! I'm sure she wants to see him again. As long as a certain someone doesn't get in the way again." Asa turns to Nayuta.

"W-what-OWW!" Nayuta whines when Makima grips her ear. "Mama!"

Makima smiles. "Don't worry, I'll keep an eye on her. Please introduce me to this girl who seems to capture my Goten's heart."

"We don't have to do that!" Goten argued, blushing. "Right, Trunks?!"

Trunks looked away. "Uh, I'm kinda hungry. Let's go back to the village and get something to eat!" He quickly runs away, much to Goten's dismay.

"W-wait, Trunks! I want to eat too! And don't talk about Coco!" Goten chases after his friend.

"Oh? So, her name's Coco. Understood." Makima chuckles, dragging Nayuta along. Gohan and the others follow, happily enjoying Goten's embarrassment.

Down in Hell, Lilith sat on her throne, staring at the two troublesome Saiyan souls that had caused her a world of headaches. "From now on, you two shitheads are staying in my sight. I don't need a near cataclysmic event happening again in the future."

"Just do a better job next time. Seriously, no wonder King Yemma complains about how lazy you are." Pikkon sighed.

"He's old and stupid. Who cares what he thinks?" Lilith scoffed.

"Hehe! Don't worry about it, Pikkon! It wouldn't be Lilith if she wasn't lazy-OW!" Goku is hit on his head by the woman's guitar.

"Shut up, moron! I don't need to hear anything from you! Now both of you get the hell out of my castle! Mama needs her naptime!" Lilith orders.

Goku shrugs. "Sure! See ya next time, Lilith!" He puts his fingers to his forehead as Pikkon places a hand on his shoulder. In the next second, both deceased warriors left back to the Grand Kai's Planet.

Now that she was alone again, Lilith pocketed the souls into her throne and relaxed. "All's well that ends well…"

In Natade Village, a party is held yet again to celebrate the defeat of yet another monster. The Son Family and friends enjoyed the feast going on, filling their bellies. Makima quickly acquainted herself with little Coco and also undid the sense of fear Nayuta had placed on her. When Videl asked about the stupid priest, the chief responded that he seemed to have disappeared from the village when all of the explosions started happening. Assuming the Maloja to be a coward, the daughter of Hercule decided to drop it. She wanted to keep partying with her friends.

A nice peaceful tranquil returned to the Earth now that Broly was-

"OH CRAP! I FORGOT ABOUT DENJI!" Gohan panicked, blasting off into the sky to grab his friend.

At the current moment, Denji was slowly crawling through a forest, dragging his severed legs with him. He was wondering where his friends could possibly be.

Laying silently on the rocky ground was a severed tail. It's picked up by a familiar priest, who giggles sinisterly to himself.

Movie End