Freezer Muyo! By Disgruntled Bubba Bubba's Beef 5: It's What's for Dinner! (Actually it's an Author's Note!) Welcome to the fifth instalment of Freezer Muyo! As always, it's a pleasure to have you back, esteemed readers. Now I know that I said that last fic was gonna take care of the entire Original Dragonball series, but as you can tell by now, I lied ^_^ Actually, the story was coming out to be incredibly long compaired to the other installments, so I decided to cleave it in half. Plus, I felt the need to reacquaint myself with the last half of the series and ponder how things should transpire with the Tenchiverse thrown in. In this fic, the plotline will see major diversions from it's parent serieses, as the the addition of the Tenchiverse will begin to really take it's toll on the destinies of all charecters involved. Power levels will change, signature fighting styles will alter, and nothing will ever be the same again! Should be interesting! Once again, I remind you, this is a very watered down fic when it comes to history. I will focus most of my time on the areas and events where things change. I'd like to dedicate this fic to all the bald fighters of DBZ, for they kick much more ass than other fighters like the Saiya-jin. Picollo, Tienshinhan, Krillin, this fic is for you! Aaaah, what the hell, I'll even throw Yamucha in, cause he was a true OG! You boys got style, and that is much more important than power... Anywho, on with the show!! Disclaimer: I do not own the copyrights to Dragonball or Tenchi Muyo!. Those copyrights belong to Toei Animation and Pioneer AIC and whatnot... I am not making any money off of this fanfic, nor do I have the intent to sell it. Reader discretion is advised due to possible language and gore. As always, you can enjoy this fanfiction or die, Irvine Kineas!!! Damn, did I say Irvine Kineas?? Sorry, I'm used to saying that name right after the word 'die'. Stupid addiction to FF8... Episode Five: No Need for Demons! The time had come. It had been three years... Three years since Krillin had last seen Son Goku. Yamucha and Kamesennin had come to visit a few times during these years of training, but for most of the time, Kasuhito and his familly were the only people that the small monk had seen. Even then, Achika had begun to attend public schools a few years ago, so for several years now, Kasuhito had been all the company Krillin recieved. But now, he could finally see Goku again. Kasuhito had agreed to allow Krillin to take a break from his rigorous training to participate in the Tenkaiichi Boudoukai. And so there they were. Kasuhito and Krillin stood before the gates of the Boudoukai arena. Kasuhito was dressed in his usual preistly garb, but Krillin's outfit was of a slightly different venue. When not performing his chores or training, he had adopted a look that was an amalgam of his preistly robes and the gi of the Kamesennin school. He had abandoned Roshi's bright orange colors in favor of the blues and grays, similar to Kasuhito's robes. His shirt still bore Master Roshi's insignia, but he now wore the pants of his preistly outfit and he still wore the light boots of Roshi's uniform. "Hey Krillin!" Krillin heard Bulma shout from behind them. The pair turned to see Kamesennin, Bulma, Yamucha, Kashumi, Puar, and Oolong approaching them through the crowd. "Hi everyone!" Krillin said, smiling. "Hey there, Krillin, you're lookin' great," Kamesennin replied, "Hey Kasuhito, you're lookin pretty good too. Have either of you seen Goku yet?" "No, I havn't seen him," Kasuhito replied, "But I'm sure he'll be here." "Are you gonna enter the Boudoukai, Kasuhito-san?" Yamucha asked, "Kamesennin said you were even stronger than him." "No," Kasuhito smiled, "I'm just here to see how Krillin does today. You'd all better go register, the Boudoukai will likely start soon." After Krillin signed in for the Boudouki, the group chatted for a while while waiting for Son Goku to arrive. While they were so occupied, Master Roshi secretly signed up under the guise of Jackie Chun, as he had done in the previous boudoukai. As the regestration deadline drew near, there was no sign of young Goku. But he arrived just in the nick of time, having finally completed his full circut of the world. Kamesennin supplied Yamucha and Goku with their standard Kamesennin-school gi. "Well, are these the best students you've got, Roshi?" stated a mocking voice. Master Roshi spun around calmly, spotting his old rival, Tsurusennin. He was standing there with his two students. One was tall and bald, with a third eye in his forehead, while the other was very short, resembling a china doll. "Ah, Tsurusennin," Kamesennin replied, "I see that you're still as ugly as ever." "What did you say!" "Shut up Baboon-Face!" Tsurusennin gathered his wits about himself again before replying, "Anyway, Roshi, if these are your best students, then you're going to lose. You'll get murdered. Tien, Chaou-tzu, lets go." After the three left, Yamucha asked, "Who were those assholes, Master Roshi?" "Oh, nobody. Just someone I used to know." It was not long after that meeting, that the preliminary matches started. Of the Hundreds of fighters that registered, only the eight strongest would compete in the Boudoukai's first round. Of course, Goku, Krillin, Jackie Chun, and Yamucha made a clean sweep straight through qualification. Tsurusennin's students, Tien and Chaou-Tzu also breezed through their qualifiers, promissing to give the Kamesennin-school a painful and humiliating defeat. The remaining first round positions were won by the Manwolf, and Pamputt. The first matches would be Yamucha vs. Tien, Jackie Chun vs. the Manwolf, Krillin vs. Chaou-tzu, and Son Goku vs. Pamputt. The fight between Yamucha and Tienshinhan was a spectacular one, in which both fighters made a good show of their power and technique. Tien eventually overpowered the former desert bandit and maliciously broke Yamucha's leg after the completion of the fight. Jackie Chun, aka Kamesennin, could have whupped Manwolf's ass anytime he wanted, but instead opted to defeat his opponent through hypnotism. Goku beat the shit out of Pamputt. Nuff said. Then it was Krillin's turn. He and Chaou-Tzu took the ring, and despite the trash talking and backstage animosity the two fighters shared, Krillin remembered to bow to his opponent before the match. The announcer signalled the beginning of the match and Krillin was off like a streak of shiny, bald lightning. Before Chaou-Tzu had time to react, the monk had closed the distance between them and planted a firm elbow strike into the China doll's stomach. Chaou-Tzu soared towards the boundary of the ring, nearing the ground, threatening to succumb to ring out. At the last minute, Chaou-Tzu came out of his stunned state and used the Buku Jutsu, hovering just above the grass. "Sugoi speed!" Tienshinhan gasped from the stands, "That kid might be tougher than I thought..." "YAAAAY, Krillin!!" Oolong exclaimed! "Krillin has greatly improved," Roshi thought to himself. In the stands, Kasuhito simply smiled. Chaou-Tzu slowly floated back into the ring, clutching his stomach. "So you can fly," Krillin mused, taking a new fighting stance, "Yosh', if I cant win with a ring out, then I'll go for the KO." "Shut up!" Chaou-Tzu shouted, "Let's see how you like Tsurusennin's technique!" With that, the China Doll-like fighter floated into the air above the ring and drew his extended pointer finger over his shoulder. "Dodge it, Krillin!" Jackie Chun shouted, "He's going to use the Dodompa!" Krillin smirked, "Kaaaaaaaa..." "Baka! The Dodompa is too strong! It will beat the Kamehameha every time!" "Meeeeee..." Chaou-Tzu's fingertip began to glow with ki. "Haaaaaa..." Tsurusennin smirked in the stands. "Meeeee..." "You'll be killed!" Jackie shouted. Chaou-Tzu thrust his finger foreward, leveled it at Krillin and released a streaming bolt of ki, shouting, "Dodompa!!!" The Bolt of life force tore toward the small monk, who stood unwavering in the face of the comming onslaught. Then, just as the blow was about to hit, Krillin silently lept into the air, cradling the growing Kamehameha. Reaching the apex of his leap, Krillin found himself at eye level with a very startled Chaou-Tzu. "Sayonara," Krillin said quietly, before yelling, "HAAAAAA!" Releasing the kamehameha at point blank range, the six-dotted preist released a stream of blue ki that consumed the small china doll-like warrior. Krillin deftly landed back in the ring as his opponent plummeted toward the ground, scorched and unconscious. The monk watched as Chaou-Tzu slammed into the ground, bouncing once before settling on his back, unmoving. The Boudouki Announcer rushed up to the fallen warrior and announced, " Chaou- Tzu is KOed! Krillin is the winner!" "Amazing," Kamesennin/Jackie Chun thought, "Krillin has mastered the Kamehameha... Kasuhito is a wonderful teacher indeed." "B-bakana!!!!!" Tsurusennin exclaimed in the stands, "Chaou-Tzu didn't even get a chance to use his body freezing magic! How can that kid be this strong?!?" Kasuhito smiled again. "Wow, Krillin," Son Goku said to the monk, when he joined him outside of the ring, "You've gotten a lot better!" "Arigatou," Krillin replied, "Kasuhito is a good teacher." "Hey!" Goku realized, "I think we get to fight each other in the next round! This'll be great!" "Yeah, great..." Krillin said, nervously. "I hope I can beat him..." Krillin thought. The first match of the second round was between Jackie and Tien. It was spectacular. The two men clashed in a flurry of skill. Tien slowly but surely gained ground on Chun, but Jackie seemed more concerned about convincing Tien to abandon his evil master than fighting. After presenting his case between blows, Roshi eventually surrendered by hopping out of the ring, leaving a befuddled Tien to ponder his words. The next match was between Goku and Krillin. By this time, Roshi had abandoned his Chun disguise and was in the stands with Kasuhito, Oolong, Kashumi and Bulma. As the two young warriors took the ring, Roshi and Kasuhito parlanced a bit. "You've done a great job with Krillin, Kasuhito-san," Roshi commented his old friend. "Krillin is a very bright young boy, and he takes to his duties well," Kasuhito replied, "So I cannot take all the credit." "Yes, Krillin's gotten a lot better. I can tell this will be a close match, even though Krillin is hiding his true power," Roshi stated. Kasuhito nodded curtly. As the Boudouki Announcer prattled off his pre-match commentary, Krillin and Son Goku also parlanced. "You know," Son-kun commented, "This is the first time we've actually had to fight each other! This'll be great!" "Hai," Krillin nodded, "I'm not gonna hold back, so you better not either. Promise you'll go full out from the beginning." "Hai!" Goku nodded happily, his tail swishing behind him. "Remember," Krillin thought to himself, "Hit first and hit hardest! Just like in kendo practice with Kasuhito-sama." "GO!!!" the announcer shouted. Krillin and Goku rushed in towards each other, matched for speed. The small monk feinted a right hook, only to catch Goku in the ribs with his left knee when Goku took the bait. Goku, slightly winded by the blow listed to the side, but sprung back with a flying roundhouse that connected soundly with his friend's head. Krillin flew off to the side, but rolled out and regained his feet. By this time, though, Goku was already closing in for the follow up. He delivered a hard elbow to the monk's abdomen, only to have the attack pass through the illusionary Krillin. The real Krillin was behind Goku and proceeded to mule kick Goku in the spine. Now it was Goku's turn to fly as the attack put several meters between him and the monk. "You used the Zanzouken," Goku smiled after regaining his footing. "Hai," Krillin nodded, before shouting, "And now I'm gonna kick your ass!" Krillin closed in with incredible speed, drawing his open right hand over his left shoulder. Goku, a bit surprised by Krillin's speed increase, took a defensive position. Krillin delivered a viscious backhand, but Son-kun blocked it with a raised forearm. Without loosing a step, Krillin swung the same arm around in a sword-like motion, striking Goku hard in his ungaurded ribs. As the previous blow caused Son to lurch to one side, Krillin spun around from the opposite direction and swept Goku's feet out from under him. The monkey-tailed warrior fell foreward and kissed the ring. Not missing his chance, Krillin's hand shot forth and took Goku's tail in a vice grip. Goku let out a startled yelp as his muscles tensed in shock before his strength started to leak away. "You see," Krillin commented, "I know your weak spot. You should have protected your tail better. Now I'm going to win!" The Announcer, seeing that Son-kun was not rising, began the KO count. "One, two, three, four..." "And now the ring out before you recover!" Krillin said, dragging Goku toward the edge of the ring. "Five, six, seven, eight, nine..." "Gomen, Goku, but I will win this match." "No problem," Goku replied, springing to his feet at the last second. "B-bakana! Your tail! You were out cold!" Krillin exclaimed in astonishment. "Hehehe, Naah! I remembered to train with my tail like Grandpa and Master Roshi told me to!" Goku smiled, standing precariously close to the edge of the ring. Noticing that fact, Krillin narrowed his eyes, pointed at the horizon and exclaimed, "Really... Hey, Goku, look at that!!" "What! Where!" Goku cried, franticly searching for the non-existant object. Krillin took that time to deliver a heavy uppercut to Son Goku's chin, launching him into the air and sending him plumeting toward the grass out of bounds. Goku, stunned temporarily by the force of the punch, reached the apex of his upward flight before regaining his bearings. Now a good five or six meters above the ground and falling fast, Goku began charging a Kamehameha. He released the blue stream of ki into the ground in the nick of time, using the ki wave to propell himself back into the ring. Landing on his feet, Goku scowled, "That was a dirty trick, Krillin!" Krillin smiled, "I told you I was pulling out all the stops, and you've been holding back! You promised you wouldn't!" "Gomen," Son smirked, before rushing in towards the monk shouting, "Yosh'!" The two fighters met with a furious storm of punches and kicks, niether giving any quarter. The crowd roared as the two continued to wail away at each other for some time. Finally, Goku broke back a few steps and took to the air with a mighty leap. Krillin followed in suit, hot on the Monkey Tailed Warrior's heels. "Kaaaaaa..." Son Goku began, with his back to the sun. Krillin smirked, and leaning his bald head foreward. The sun's rays glinted off of the monk's reflective cranium, which blinded Goku and caused him loose his fledgeling Kamehameha. When the two landed on the ground again, Krillin was beginning to become visibly winded. "Kuso," Krillin thought, "I should have punched him while he was blind... He's still got more physical strength than I do..." "Krillin's getting tired," Kamesennin thought in the stands, "Goku still has better stamina than him... Looks like the match will go to Goku." Goku smiled, "This is great Krillin! I'm really having fun, so I'm going to show you my secret technique." And with that, Son Goku disappeared and a strange thumping noise surrounded Krillin. "N-nani?" Krillin said with a start, "That noise... He must be moving too fast for my eyes." All the crowd marveled at Son's ability to dissappear except for two men. Tien widened his third eye, focussing on the rapidly moving warrior, and Kasuhito grinned appreciatively at the boy's speed. "Okay," Krillin said concentrating, "I must try to focus on his ki... I have to feel him instead of seeing him." Krillin closed his eye's and concentrated hard. When his eye's snapped open again, Krillin could see the glowing blur that was Goku's ki. "There!" Krillin shouted as he blocked Goku's ambush punch. The force of the blow pushing the young monk to the edge of the ring. Goku followed up with a sweep that caused Krillin to fall backwards onto the grass. "Oh well," Krillin sighed, laying back in the grass, "I guess I lost." "Hey Krillin," Goku said, as the announcer pumped the crowd over Goku's victory, "How'd you see me? I thought I was moving fast enough." Krillin laughed and sat up, "Kasuhito-sama ambushes me a lot during training, so I picked up how to see without using my eyes really quick. Besides, I'm just as fast when I'm not so tired." "Hey! I thought you said you weren't holding back!" Goku laughed. "Never show the enemy your true strength," Krillin quoted his lessons, "When you are strong feign weakness, when weak feign strength." Goku just laughed. This left just two fighters. Tienshinhan versus Son Goku in the final match. Finally, Tsurusennin school and Kamesennin school would have that decisive rumble. The fight started spectacularly, despite the fact that both fighters held back their power as they tested the other's skill. Pretty soon though, all Hell broke loose as they clashed with rising strength. However, as the fight progressed, Tsurusennin decided to take extra steps to ensure the victory of the Crane school. He instructed Chaou-Tzu to use his body freezing magic to immobilize Goku at critical moments, allowing Tien to strike with impunity. Surprisingly, Tien objected to this. Kamesennin's words had moved the Tricloptic Senshi. With a newfound sense of honor, Tienshinhan used his Telepathy to implore Chaou-Tzu to stop his interferance. Tsurusennin, of course, wanted no truck with this. Stating that if Tien wouldn't kill Goku, he would, the Crane master began to clamor from the stands to take matters into his own hands. Luckily, Master Roshi had the quick thinking to hit Tsurusennin with a Kamehameha that launched the evil man completely out of the city. With that breif interlude over, the fight could resume in earnest. Tien demonstrated a terrifying technique in which he grew two additional arms and proceeded to pummel Son Goku. Amazingly, the monkey-tailed youth perservered. It was then that Tien took his last ditch effort. He used the dreaded Kikohou, an immensly powerful ki attack that channels nearly all the users life into the attack, to completely destroy the ring in one fell blast. Goku had to leap into the air to avoid the blast when it engulfed the ring. And what goes up must come down... except for Tien. He was able to use the Buku Jutsu to remain aloft, when it appeared that Goku was doomed to return to the ground. With no ring left, the entire stadium would be considered out of bounds, and Goku would lose upon landing. It appeared to be all over. Unbelieveably, Goku was able to land one more powerful blow, knocking both the fighters into a free fall. Who ever hit the ground first would lose... and through a streak of bad luck it was Goku. Tien had won. After the Boudouki was over and the stands began to drain, Tien and Chaou-Tzu caught up with Kamesennin, Goku and the rest as they were waiting for Yamucha to be released from the infirmary. "Kamesennin," Tien called, "Chaou-Tzu and I came to apologize to you and your friends for our behavior. Tsurusennin was a bad influence on our personalities." "Yeah," Chaou-Tzu chimed in, "We were real jerks." "It's no problem," Roshi responded, "I know all about Tsurusennin. Apology accepted... You know, you two can come live with me at the Kame House if you like." "Please accept his offer!" Ranchi pleaded to Tienshinhan, "I'm just crazy about you! Come live with us!" "Gomen, I can't," Tien replied, "I have rejected my master and don't deserve another right now... I feel that I must make my own way." "I understand," Roshi replied. "You just want me to suffer!" Ranchi lamented. Tien turned to Yamucha, "Sorry about that leg Yamucha." "I'm alive aren't I? It's no biggie," Yamucha replied. Bulma did not look as convinced. Lastly turning to Goku, Tien said, "Son Goku, you can have the prize money if you want. It should be yours... It was simply bad luck that you collided with that bus before I hit the ground." Goku smiled, "That's ok, I didn't want the money anyway... I just came to fight." "At least let me buy you all lunch," the penitent triclops offered. "Great! I can't wait!" Goku shouted excitedly. "I don't think you know how much Son-kun can eat," Bulma commented, laughing. "Oh, wait," Goku interjected, "I left my Nyoi-bo and Suushinchuu in the qualifying room." "Don't worry, Goku," Krillin interjected, "I'll get them for you." They all idly chatted while Krillin sauntered back into the Boudouki compound to retrieve Goku's prized heirlooms. Shortly, though, thier conversation was interupted by an all too familiar scream, and they all rushed into the compound. Upon arrival, they were graced with a greusome scene. The Announcer was on the floor, unconscious; Krillin was barely standing, and his left arm dangled, twisted at an obscene angle. In front of Krillin, a large, almost reptilian looking monster was neatly cleaved in half at the waist, it's intestines decorating the floor. Bulma and Puar looked away, disgusted; while Kasuhito, Kamesennin and Goku rushed to Krillin's side. "Krillin!" Goku querried, "What happened?!" "When I got here to get your things, that bakemono over there was threatening the announcer and trying to get the list of martial artists from the last few Boudouki," Krillin cringed out tiredly, "When it attacked him, I fought it, but the bakemono was very strong. He broke my arm, but I finished him with that technique you taught me, Kasuhito-sama. When it was over, I found this weird peice of paper. I think the bakemono dropped it." Krillin held up the peice of paper with the strange kanji so that Roshi and Kasuhito could see it. The light glinted across both of the elderly men's glasses as the straightened their backs. "You know what this means, don't you Kasuhito-san," Kamesennin spoke. "Hai," the preist calmly spoke, "Picollo Daimyo is back." "Picollo Daimyo?" Tien asked. "Hai," Roshi spoke, "Picollo Daimyo was a strange and horrible demon that plagued Chikyuu over a hundred years ago while Tsurusennin and I were still training under our master, Mutatio-sama. Mutatio-sama knew a magical technique called the Mafuba, that could trap any demon inside the mystical Denshi jar. The only problem was that the technique was so powerful, that if he used it, the strain would kill him. But Mutatio, Tsurusennin and I confronted Picollo Daimyo on the battlefeild anyway. This is where I first met Kasuhito-san." "Yes," Kasuhito now continued, "I, too, had heard of the demon's tirade and determined to kill Picollo. I was a headstrong young swordsman then, but was certian that I could defeat him. When I finally caught up to the bakemono, it was too late. Mutatio had already used the Mafuba to imprison him, and perished. I helped Roshi-san lay his master to rest and together we threw the Denshi jar into the sea, so that no one could release the foul demon. But it appears that someone has found it after all." "Wow," Oolong mused, "I can't believe that you two are over a hundred years old. How'd you guys manage that?" "Good diet and clean living!" Kamesennin explained enthusiasticly, and Kasuhito nodded in agreement. Everyone but Kasuhto and Roshi face-faulted. "I don't understand," Yamucha pondered, "If Picollo Daimyo was that horrible, what kind of person would release him?" ########## "Pilaf!" an angry Picollo shouted. Pilaf and his henchmen, Shou and Mai, cowered together a bit. "Yes, Picollo-san?" the small, blue thing replied. "Is the Dragonball tracker on this ship still working?" Picollo growled. "Hai," Pilaf replied, flicking the lever controlling the tracker to the on position, "You see, still working." "Excelent," Picollo grinned from the seat of the throne that he had ordered added to Pilaf's Flying Fortress. He was flanked on one side by his pteredactyl-like minion, Cymbal. "Show me the location of the Dragonball that I sent Tamborine to retrieve." the Demon King ordered. Pilaf caused the map to zoom in on the location of the four-star Dragonball. "There it is," the small, blue gnome-thing replied, "It's still at the Tankaiichi Boudoukai grounds. I would have thought Tamborine could retrieve it by now." "SILENCE!" Picollo roared, "Tamborine has been killed! I felt it when he died. Now turn this ship and bring it to that location. I will avenge my child and retrieve the dragonball, then I can wish for eternal youth and rule the world." "Mai!" Pilaf shouted, "You go take the ship off autopilot and correct our course!" Chou and Mai scurried to the cockpit to carry out Pilaf's order. "Erm, Picollo-san," Pilaf complained, "Don't you mean we'll rule the world. After all, I figured that since I set you free, we could split the world. You take half, I take half." "Don't worry, Pilaf," Picollo Daimyo smirked, "You'll get what you want. I dont' mind working with you." ########## "Don't worry, Krillin," Son Goku said, "If I take you to Karin Tou, Karin-san can heal you up." "Good idea," Kamesennin stated, "If Picollo is after the Dragonballs, then he'll be back. And he'll probably be mad because you killed his minion." Krillin cringed in fear and Goku got a determined look on his face. "Son Goku," Kasuhito stated, "You and Krillin go to Karin Tou; Roshi-san, Tienshinhan, Chaou-Tzu and I will search for the Dragonballs before Picollo can get the rest of them; Yamucha, you, Bulma, Puar, Oolong and Ranchi go back to the Kame House. You should be safe there." "I don't like running away, but I'll do it. This broken leg just puts me in the way," Yamucha lamented. "Bulma, we'll need the Dragon Radar, and you better give us your Dragonball, Goku," Kamesennin stated. Bulma and the rest loaded into one of Yamucha's Capsule Jets, and Kasuhito's group boarded Tien's while Krillin and Goku streaked off on the Kinto cloud. Kinto putted across the horizon, over the sea, desert and forest until Karin Tower was in sight, rising high above all the tree tops. "Wow, Goku is THAT Karin Tou?" Krillin querried, clutching his shattered arm. "Yep," Goku replied, in his usual cheery manner, "That's where the God of Martial Arts lives. He has these great magic beans that heal you if you eat them." Kinto drew to a halt at the edge of the tower's bulbous peak, and Son and Krillin jumped into Karin's home. "Karin-san!" Goku called, "It's me! Son Goku! I need your help again." "Gee," Krillin said through narrowed eyes, "I didn't kow that you and the God of Martial Arts spoke to each other in such a casual way..." Goku just smiled and scratched the back of his head. "Alright, alright!" Karin's voice echoed from the next room, "I'm coming! No need to shout, I'm not deaf ya know." When the fat, white, cat-god padded around the corner, staff in hand, Krillin face faulted. "This is the God of Martial Arts?!?" Krillin thought, "I was expecting something more... Grandiose." "This is my friend Krillin," Goku continued, obliviously, "He got beat up by some demon after the Tenkaiichi Boudoukai. Can we have a senzu to heal him up?" "Sure thing," Karin responded, "But this is my last one this season. And don't make a habit out of taking my beans." "Arigatou! I won't," Goku exclaimed. Karin tossed Krillin the small, green seed and the small monk swallowed it down. In a flash, the Shiny Bald One was back to normal, completely healed. "Sugoi!" Krillin shouted, "Even my arm is back to normal!" "That's right, kid," Korin replied, "You were in pretty bad shape... What demon were you fighting anyway?" "One of the minions of Picollo Daimyo. It was a hard fight, but I slew him." "Picollo Daimyo's loose!" Karin panicked, "Why doesn't anyone tell me these things! He must be keeping his ki hidden so I wouldn't detect him!" "Are you going to go fight him, Karin-san?" Goku asked excitedly. "Me! No! But if I had detected him, I could have directed some of my former students, like Kamesennin, against him. Picollo Daimyo has had a phobia of Martial Artists ever since Mutatio trapped him in the Denshi Jar. During his first reign of terror, only the Mafuba technique could defeat him, and only Martial Artists can use the Mafuba. He's probably going to kill all the Martial Artists before anyone can use the Mafuba on him," Karin explained. "We can't let that happen," Krillin stated grimly, "C'mon Goku, let's kill this bakemono." "Hai!" Goku nodded, before shouting, "Kinto!" The two had hopped onto the yellow cloud before Karin could object. "Gombatte," the God thought, "You'll need it." ########## Meanwhile, the others had begun collecting the Dragonballs. Including Goku's four star ball, Roshi, Kasuhito and the rest collected three of the balls; While Picollo and Pilaf had rounded up three of the others. Now they would converge on the last Dragonball, the One star ball. Master Roshi eyed the Dragon Radar, "Yep, the next ball is definantly ahead; and the other set is moving toward it also." "Must be Picollo Daimyo," Tien commented from the pilot's seat. "Hai," Kasuhito commented, the glare on his glasses lenses hiding his eyes, "This will be the time that Picollo is confronted." "Hopefully the last time," Chaou-Tzu worried. Kamesennin looked at Kasuhito and the stoic preist was silent. Arriving at the site of the Dragonball, the group filed out of Tien's plane before Re-encapsulating it. They had touched down in a wooded area not extremely far from the Boudouki arena. "Ok, let's find this Dragonball," Kamesennin spoke. "Who are you weirdos?" A mildly irritating voice querried from behind the group. They turned to behold the owner of the voice. A short, pudgy, disheveled looking preist. His long black hair reached the small of his back, and he bore a katana at his side. The one Star Dragonball hung from a string around his neck. "I am Kamesennin, and this is Kasuhito, Tien and Chaou-Tzu," the Turtle Hermit introduced the group. "I'm Yajarobi," the fat man replied. "We don't have time for this!" Tien shouted, "You must give us that ball around your neck before Picollo Daimyo gets here or the World is doomed!" "Shimatta!" Yajarobi exclaimed, "Picollo Daimyo! He's comming here! I'm outta here!" "Wait!" Chaou-Tzu shouted, "Give us the Dragonball first! That's what Picollo wants." "Here! Take it!" Yajarobi panicked. He tossed them the ball before skittering away with surprising speed for someone in his shape. "Wow, He was pretty wierd," Chou-Tzu commented. "It's probably better that he fled," Kasuhito said, sagely, "Picollo will be here to vie for these Dragonballs soon." "Hai," Kamesennin agreed, "We should bury the balls, and hide. That way we can ambush him and steal his wish. If he doesn't regain his youth, then we can still defeat him." "Kasuhito-san," Tienshinhan asked, "You said earlier that you believed that you were strong enough to kill Picollo... I'm sure that all of us together can take him." "That was many years ago," Kasuhito replied gravely, "Now I am old; besides, Picollo must not die yet..." "Nani..." Tien began to ask, but a long shadow was cast over the group as Pilaf's Flying Fortress neared overhead. As they scattered to hide amongst the trees, the huge plane hung ominously over them, engines roaring, until Picollo, Pilaf and their minions became visible on it's deck. "Hmph," Picollo Daimyo sneered, "Four Dragonballs in one place and no one to be seen. Must be a trap." The Demon King fearlessly lept down from the giant plane and deftly landed on his feet. Placing the three Dragonballs that he had collected on the ground beside the four that the others had gathered, the seven orbs began to pulse with a yellow light. Meanwhile, hidden in the trees, the quartet that appeared to be Chikyuu's last hope were formulating a plan. "Ok, Chaou-Tzu," Kamesennin explained, "You go hide behind that large rock over there while Kasuhito-san, Tienshinhan and I fight Picollo. You are our trump card, if we three fail, then it's up to you to steal his wish... that way Goku and Krillin will still stand a chance." "Hai!" Chaou-Tzu agreed before stealthily shifting his position. "Ok, Tien, are you ready?" Kamesennin said, calmly. "Hai," the triclops replied, crouching lower like a tiger preparing to strike. "Gomen," Roshi replied as he swiftly produced a small can that sprayed a cloud of mist into the warrior's face. "Nani!?" Tien struggled, as he was rendered unable to move. "It's a paralysis spray. It will wear off in about an hour. I can't let you waste your life in this battle. Kasuhito-san, you said that Picollo Daimyo isn't allowed to die yet, right?" "Correct, though you and Chaou-Tzu will," the old preist replied, his expression never changing. "Yosh'," Kamesennin replied, "I understand. Wish us back, ok?" "I will." And with that, Kamesennin lept from behind the trees and confronted the Green Demon. "Remember me? I remember you," the Aged Warrior commented. "No, I'm afraid I dont," Picollo smirked. "My Master trapped you last time, now it's my turn," Roshi replied as he produced a capsule from his pocket. He pressed the button and tossed it to the ground, where, in a puff of smoke, a small jar appeared. "B-b-bakana!" Picollo screamed, his green face blanching, "That's the Denshi Jar! No! Damn you!" "MAFUBAAA!!!!" Master Roshi shouted, thrusting his hands foreward. A mystical wind surged forth from the Old Senshi's hands, sweeping Picollo Daimyo off the ground, warping his body and twisting him among the trees. The demon's terrified scream filled the air as the mafuba mercilessly wisked him about and finally slammed into the edge of the jar, tipping it over. Picollo was deposited on the ground beside the overturned jar. "I... I missed the jar," Kamesennin stated, as his last strength was drained from him. And with that Master Roshi slumped to the ground and died. "Damn that old bastard!" Picollo shouted, picking himself up from the ground, "I thought no one still knew that technique! As soon as I get my youth back I'm going to finish killing all the martial artists." Picollo turned his attention back to the Dragonballs, "Shen-ron! Come forth and grant my wish!" The sky darkened to black and the lightning indicative of the Eternal Dragon's summoning filled the air. Soon, the glowing serpentine energy form of Shen-ron erupted from the orbs, snaking about the sky before solidifying into his body. "I am Shen-ron. State your wish," the dragon stated in his booming, rough voice. Taking his cue, Chaou-Tzu lept from behind the rock, and shouted, "I wish..." But that was all he got out before Picollo's head whirled about, and streams of ki shot from the Demon's eyes, scorching Chaou-Tzu to death. Tien screamed his agony telepathicly and Kasuhito stoicly watched the scene, his aged fingers tightening around the ancient wooden bokken in his hand. "I wish to regain my youth eternally!" Picollo Daimyo pronounced. "Very well, it is done," Shen-ron replied. An otherworldly light engulfed the Green Demon, and when it had dissapated, his body was returned to a youthful state. "I will now return to my lair to slumber once more," Shen-ron stated, calmly. "You're not going anywhere," Picollo Daimyo stated. The malign demon raised his hand and threw forth an intense bolt of ki, which struck Shen-ron and blew his into peices with an immense explosion. "And now, the world is mine," Picollo stated. "Umm, Excuse me," Pilaf asked from the deck of his Fortress, "Don't you mean the world is ours? We had a deal." "No I mean it's mine. If you and your inept henchmen value your lives, then you'll leave my presence in the next 30 seconds." Pilaf, true to form, shouted at Shou and Mai to turn the plane around as quickly as possible. After Pilaf's retreat, Son Goku and Krillin arrived on the Kinto cloud. "Shimatta, Goku, that green guy must be Picollo. His ki is immense." "I know," Goku stated, "It looks like the fight has already started... I wonder why Tien and Kasuhito-san are just standing there..." The pair lept from the cloud and landed deftly in between Kasuhito and Picollo. "Are you Picollo?" Goku asked, angrily. "Yes, I am," Picollo replied cockilly. "Krillin, Son Goku," Kasuhito called, calmly stepping into view at last, "Picollo has killed Chaou-Tzu and Roshi-san. Tienshinhan is paralyzed and cannot help you. It is up to you to defeat this demon." Picollo laughed heartilly, "You two? Defeat me? How novel." "I don't understand, Kasuhito-sama," Krillin stated confused, "Why won't you help us?" Kasuhito calmly replied, "It is your destiny to fight him, not mine. You two must defeat Picollo alone, or the future is doomed." "Yosh'" Krillin replied, getting a determined look on his face. Goku seethed, "You killed my Master and my new friend! I'm going to kill you!" "Go ahead and try," Picollo smirked. The two small fighters launched from their positions and rapidly closed the distance between them and Picollo. Both hurled a heavy hook at the Demon, but he intercepted them with his forearms. The Chibi-Senshi broke into a hail of rapid punches, their fists and arms a blur, but the Demon king continued to block. Picollo smirked, spotting a hole in their offense, and delivered a strong jab to Krillin's face, sending him hurtling back. However an enraged Goku took advantage of the situation and struck Picollo with a dazzling high kick. Krillin bounced back immediately upon making contact with the ground and lept back into the fray, his ki beginning to gather around his clenched fist. "KENDO-KEN!" the Six-Spotted Monk shouted, a blazing blade of ki emerging from his glowing fist. Pushing himself to the upper reaches of his speed, Krillin's blade lashed out at the Demon's neck with lightning accuracy. As Krillin touched ground behind the demon king, Picollo's head hit the ground, a stunned look cemented on his face. Goku and Krillin watched on as the Demon's body staggared back a few steps, hands clutching at the bleeding neck stump. "Goku," Krillin asked gravely, "Is it just me, or is Picollo's ki not fading?" "It's not fading at all," Goku agreed concernedly. The headless demonic body finally gained it's composure and suddenly, violently, sprouted a new head; identical to the first. "Damn you," Picollo Daimyo growled, "You'll pay for that!" And with that, Picollo began to release his power. An ominous and evil aura extended around him as his throaty growl built into a hellish howl. Ki crackled like an electrical current licking at his body. Reaching the apex of his power, he lept toward the Young Wariors and unleashed a barage of punches agianst the both of them. Too quick to dodge, Goku and Krillin were forced to block. They deflected what blows they could, but the onslaught was so tumultous that hits began ringing in, clear and true. Once their defense had been whittled down to near nothing, Picollo Daimyo unleashed a spinning roundhouse and caught both fighters cleanly in the jaw. They flew off in opposite directions, and Picollo chose to chase after Krillin. Ricochetting off a tree, Krillin rolled to his feet, the signs of abuse beginning to show on his body. When the Demon King launched a fist toward the monks head, Krillin took hold of Picollo's wrist and used his momentum to whirl him into the tree. Following through with a barrage of punches to his back, Krillin finished his combo with a two handed overhead smash, driving his opponent into the ground. The monk-preist lept a few meters back and began the Kamehameha motions while waiting his opponent to rise. Picollo got to his feet and his senses just in time to see a blue stream of Ki rush toward him and hear Krillin shout "HAAAAAA!". The beam struck the Green Demon head on and engulfed him in a roiling explosion. Krillin searched for Picollo's ki in the explosion only to find it behind him. Whirling around, the small monk found himself staring into the demon's legs. Picollo's hand snaked out and latched onto Krillin's throat. "Kuso!" Krillin croaked out, as Picollo lifted him into the air. "Now you pay for cutting off my head," the demon smirked. Out of nowhere, Son Goku crashed into Picollo's side, firmly planting a flying headbutt into the Demon's ribs. Releasing Krillin and lurching to the side as his ribs snapped under the assault, Picollo hacked up a small gout of blood. Goku followed up with a raging jump kick to the same broken ribs, before sweeping the Demon's feet out from under him. An enraged Picollo swiftly kippuped to his feet and released a blazing stream of ki from his mouth, engulfing Goku. But Krillin, too, was back to his feet and used the Zanzouken to surround the Demon with taunting after images. But Picollo Daimyo simply lept into the air and barraged the ground with ki blasts, tossing both fighters back in a flaming wake. Tossed onto their backs next to each other, their scorched and tattered gi flapping in the breeze; Son Goku and Krillin laborously and painfully got to their feet. Goku, bleeding from the mouth and one eye swolen half shut, looked at Krillin. "I think you pissed him off when you cut his head off," Goku commented, "Where'd you learn that move anyway?" Krillin, bleeding from the forehead and half of his shirt scorched away, replied, "I learned it from Kasuhito-sama, but I named it. The shout helps me focus." "Ah, wakatta," Goku smiled. Just then, Picollo lanced from the sky and delivered a monsterous drop kick to Krillin's head. Crying out in pain, the small monk bounced and skidded back twenty meters before coming to rest face down in the dirt. "Now we're even you bald shit," the Demon smirked. "KRILLIN!" an enraged Goku shouted. Kasuhito bounded from the background and knelt next to Krillin, bokken gripped firmly inhand. Checking the young boy's pulse, he stood. "Son Goku, Krillin is still alive. Calm your rage and fight with a clear mind. It is up to you now. I will protect Krillin." "Hai," Goku growled, glaring hard at the cocky demon. "Bring it on," Picollo sneered. Goku launched himself at Picollo Daimyo and unleashed a barage of punches, but Picollo deftly blocked them. Unfazed, Goku switched up and headbutted the Demon's forehead. The Green One staggered backwards, dazed by the unexpected blow. Goku surged foreward and planted a hand firmly into Picollo's abdomen. The Demon this time bent over foreward, and the Monkey-tailed Senshi lept straight upward, delivering another devistating headbutt directly to the underside of Picollo's jaw. Picollo was knocked onto his back, and Goku rebounded off a tree and stomped down onto the Malicious One's chest before backflipping back into the ready position. Picollo got back to his feet, rage burning in his eyes. He roared, drawing himself up to his full height, the evil aura crackling around him with renewed vigor. Leveling his hand at Goku, he unleashed a torrent of ki. Goku skillfully dodged the first blast, and the second, and the third; but soon the onslaught caught him, and one of the compact blasts and snapped his left arm. "GUWAAH!" Goku screamed as his arm swung into that unnatural angle. Shutting out the pain, Goku once again launched himself at the Demon, his arm trailing along for the ride. The small senshi feigned in a knee strike and connected with a devastating punch from his good arm. Touching down on the ground again Goku was, due to Picollo's height, below the Demon's gaurd. Goku lashed out with a viscous series of kicks, that forced Picollo into a series of leaping dodges. Eventually, though, Picollo maneuvered into a position where he could strike back. The Demon's foot sprang forth like a serpent striking, biting into Son Goku's right knee, breaking it. The impact tossed Goku back like a rag doll, bouncing and eventually landing on his back. As Goku laid on his back, grimacing in pain, Picollo gloated, "You see! With your arm broken you do not have the strength to defeat me! And with your leg broken, you can't even stand before me! As it should be! You were a fool to thnk that you could defeat Picollo Daimyo! And I shall take my time finishing you, to savor your pain." "Son Goku!" Kasuhito shouted, "You are not finished yet! Don't give up! There is a power hidden within you! Reach within yourself and find it!" "Prattling old baka!" Picollo shouted, firing a bolt of ki at the old preist, "I shall silence you!" Effortlessly leaping from harms way with Krillin in tow, Kasuhito continued, "Listen to me, Goku! Look within youself and harness it!" The small boy, clenched his eyes shut, forcing the pain to the back of his mind. He attempted to clear his mind, feeling for the power Kasuhito spoke of. After several excruciating moments an image emerged from the mists in his mind; he saw the full moon. His eyes snapped open, and his ki strength jumped. Son Goku reared himself up on his good leg, broken arm dangling by his side, and fixed a determined stare on Picollo. "Nani!!" Picollo gasped, astonished. Goku lept into the air, his good fist extended ahead of him, and an inhuman roar emmited from him. He closed in on Picollo with astonishing speed, before slamming into the demon fist first. The Demon doubled over and vomited blood as Goku's fist dug deep into his abdomen, breaking skin, bone and sinew. The Demon's back began to bulge outward until Son Goku violently burst through, tearing a hole straight through Picollo Daimyo. "He did it!" Kasuhito thought to himself, smiling, "He harnessed the power of his Oozaru form! Perhaps now he will be strong enough..." A look of sheer shock plastered across his face, Picollo stammered, "I... will have v-vengance..." The Demon's neck and mouth expanded like a snake vomiting as a large egg emmerged from him, and was spat off into the distance. Having completed his last action, Picollo Daimyo plummeted to the ground, dead. Goku landed on the other side of Picollo's corpse, standing on his good leg, heaving heavy breaths, almost growling. Then, suddenly, as his injuries snapped to the forefront of his mind, the small boy yelped and collapsed back to the ground. "Good job, Son Goku," Kasuhito said, walking up to the Monkey-tailed Warrior with Krillin in his arms, "You've defeated Picollo Daimyo. Though I didn't think he'd spawn a son before he died... You'll have to deal with him too, when he grows up." "Shimatta," Goku winced, half laughing, "Hey, how'd you know I had the power to beat him, Kasuhito-san?" Kasuhito straightened his back, causing a glare to be cast across his glasses, "Come with me Son Goku, I'll get you and Krillin back to normal. You'd better call the Kinto Cloud if you want to keep up." "Hey, you didn't answer my question," Goku complained, still lying on the ground. Kasuhito replied, "We will be going back to my house now. You remember where it is don't you?" "Hai," Goku groaned, frustratedly, "Kinto!" About that time, the paralyzation spray that Kamesennin had used on Tienshinhan wore off. The Triclops bounded from behind his cover and ran over to Kasuhito. "Why did you let Kamesennin do that to me!" Tien shouted, "If I had been able to help, Goku and Krillin wouldn't have been hurt so badly, and Chaou-Tzu would not have died! Why didn't you join the fight!" "It was for the best, Tienshinhan. You must trust our judgement. Now, help me load Chaou-Tzu and Roshi-san's bodies into your jet," Kasuhito replied unfazed. Tien fumed stormily, but agreed; producing the capsule containing his jet from his pocket, and disencapsuleted it. The two loaded the corpses into the back of the small aircraft, and Kasuhito sat in the front, holding an unconscious Krillin. Tien took off toward the Masaki Shrine, with Goku tagging along on the Kinto cloud. ########## Shortly thereafter, the yellow capulse jet set down in a wooded clearing near the shrine. Kasuhito, still carrying Krillin, and Tien piled out into the clearing. "Well, what are we gonna do with Chaou-Tzu and Kamesennin?" Tien asked. "Leave them here for now," Kasuhito replied, "We will bring them to the shrine once we are finished with Krillin and Son Goku." Kasuhito began to carry Krillin along a path into the woods, and the Kinto cloud's rythmic thump could be heard above, signifying that Goku was following. Tien followed Kasuhito, and asked, "I meant what are we going to do with them now Shen-ron is dead? We can't wish them back to life anymore." "Son Goku is a pupil of Karin, the God of Martial Arts," Kasuhito replied, "Once Goku is healed, I believe that Karin may be able to help us." "Wakatta," Tienshinhan replied. They continued to follow the path until they emerged before a large tree that was surrounded by a body of water. There were stepping stones out to the tree itself, and wonder stories hung from it's branches. Goku and the Kinto cloud swooped down next to the old Preist and the Triclops. "This is Funaho," Kasuhito stated in his usual somber voice, "It is the holy tree of the Masaki shrine. It is invested with several special powers including this: the water that flows from it's roots contains special properties. If you combine it with other natural medicines, it will produce a special salve that greatly speeds the healing process." "Tienshinhan," he continued, "Follow that trail to my house and ask my wife to bring some medicines from the house while I reset Krillin and Son Goku's broken bones. Haiyaku." "Hai," Tien agreed and sped of toward Kasuhito's house with blinding speed. Tien returned shortly with Achika and Kasuhito's wife, Itsuke, and the old priest and his family quickly got to work patching up the young fighters. Piling their suplies out the trio set about grinding the herbs and mixing the saps that would go into the poultice, mixing the ingredients and, finally, adding the water emmanating from Funaho's roots, completing the thick salve. "Come, Son Goku, let's apply this to your wounds," Kasuhito invited, reaching out a healthy dollop of the heaing mixture, "This might sting some." "Hai," Goku agreed holding out an injured arm for medication. Shortly thereafter, the birds made a sudden startled flight from the trees as single noise echoed through the woods. "GGUUUUUWWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!" ########## Well, there it is, Episode Five! It looks like I'm gonna have to cut it in half again. Oh well, that means more fic for all you! ^_^ !/ Next fic will be the very last fic in the Original Series continuity... No really! I mean it this time! I think I'll call it "No Need for Gods!". Yeah that sounds good. No, actually, I got a better idea! Next fic will be "No Need for Nobuyuki!", and will feature Krillin, Kasuhito, Achika and the premier of Nobuyuki (well, duh)! And when Nobuyuki shows up, you know that Tenchi won't be very far away! Expect to see HIS debut once I finish with Original Dragonball, which should be only two or three fics away! Anywho, see y'all next fic. As always, Send C&C to celtic_wolfman_42@yahoo.com Side Dish: A Supplimentary Note This fic is old. I finished it a while ago, I've just been too damn lazy to post it... I'm happy to say I'm no longer adicted to FF8! I quit cold turkey (read: My little brother stole the Playstation before I could beat the game). Don't worry, I still hate Irvine... stupid bastard, grrrrr... Anyway, ja ne!