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The Return of Cooler: Redux

New Namek. The home of the Namekians after losing their first to the space tyrant Frieza. In the warm afternoon they were watering their young trees, when suddenly the sky darkened.

"An eclipse?" wondered a younger Namekian as one of their suns was slowly covered.

"Not this time of year." Said an older Namekian. Soon all the Namekians in the field were staring upward as they can see not only their sun again, but the being that was covering it; A metal planetoid that before colliding into New Namek, grew appendages and started wrapping its body onto the new planet. New Namek began to quiver and shake and break down and the Namekians knew they were in trouble again.

Back on Earth, the new Kami, Dende, sensed the danger of his people from only a few galaxies away. He searched for Mr. Popo, who knew exactly who to get for the job.

"Dende?" asked Goku upon landing on the holy platform in the sky. Just in between training for the Cell Games, he heard voices in his head again. Dende scratched his fingers and looked away, but upon Mr. Popo's reassurance Dende asked of the human raised Saiyan.

"Goku. Save my people!" pleaded Dende. "Please save them!"



Mr. Briefs is a genius indeed. Upon Goku seeing the old man looking for a way to New Namek, Mr. Briefs lent him his newest Capsule Spaceship. Heavily upgraded from the pieces retrieved from Frieza's ship when he came to Earth, this newest prototype would've been able to get to Old Namek in three hours.

"And to New Namek?" Mr. Briefs immediately jumped to his Mac.

"Well, let me find the galaxy…Now the planet…Now to find ours…" Mr. Brief silently computed on his laptop, and in a few minutes, got the answer to the patient Son Goku.

"15 hours, give or take 20 minutes" His black cat mewed in response, literally saying "Yeah, 15 hours." Goku could barely contain himself.

14 hours later…

The gang was pretty much all there. Goku, Gohan, Krillin, Yajirobe, Yamcha, Oolong, and Master Roshi were sitting around each other eating handfuls of riceballs and laughing. Piccolo was in the storage room, meditating.

"So Dad," asked the teenage Gohan as he snagged a riceball before Krillin. "What was New Namek like when you went there?"

"It was more like old Namek, but more trees in the area I was on." Krillin aimed for another ball, but Goku snagged it before Krillin opened his hands. "Don't worry, we'll get a grand tour first chance we get."

Yamcha snatched a ball as he got up "I can't wait." He stared outside the window, seeing the depths of space for the first time. "I've never even been to Old Namek!"

"Being dead would do that to you." retorted Yajirobe as he stuffed his face with two riceballs at the same time, and stole 3 more before Krillin had a chance. Yamcha frowned but before he could say something, Krillin swiftly cut in.





"So Goku, you couldn't find the others to join us?" Oolong gobbled a couple, leaving only one riceball left.

Goku scratched his head. "Everyone was training for Cell. After Vegeta's second time in the Spirit Room, he took off in his own ship. Trunks refused to go anywhere; Cells shook him pretty good. As for Tenshinhan and Chaozu, they're currently in the Spirit Room. All of you were the only ones who wanted to go."



"Hmm. Well, their lost." Stated Krillin as he and Roshi grabbed the last riceball at the same time and started tugging at it, at which the old martial arts master picked up his cane and slapped Krillin upside his head with it. Krillin rubbed his bump, letting go of the ball. Roshi ate it in one bite.

"And apparently, my lost too." He laughed along with the others.

Piccolo opened his eyes for the first time since this journey started. "We're almost there. I'm almost there." The planet was only 20 minutes away…

"Oh brother!" quivered Oolong as he looked at the intercom feed showing New Namek. "How did I know we were going to run into something like that!" Krillin got up and looked at the silver crawling thing and the green planet.

"Whoa." Krillin stepped back a bit.

"Two planets?" asked Gohan in awe.

"Yeah, and the smaller one seems to be trying to eat the bigger one!"





"Holy…" whispered Yamcha to himself. Piccolo, now in the main room, stared in complete amazement. Goku immediately got serious.

"Get ready."

New Namek seemed to be a battlefield; Plenty of unconscious Namekians, and plenty others going down, rather go down fighting than being enslaved without doing a thing. The invaders, dozens of robotic warriors didn't even care. With only orders to not kill any of them, they cheerfully incapacited them, and took them elsewhere.



One of the warrior clan Namekians rushed a robot giant, ready to take him out, but the metal invader snatched him from the air, and tossed him down. Without a care, the robot started charging a stun shot that will leave the Namek down for days.

As he shot the blast however, the shot was knocked away from Gohan, dressed in the style of Piccolo. When the smoke cleared, it was the metal invader staring at Goku, Krillin, and Yamcha.

An older Namekian, who wasn't out quite yet opened his eyes. "Is…that?"

"I'm only saying this once." Stated Goku firmly. "Get off this planet" As 8 robots stopped attacking the Nameks, and headed towards the single robot, Piccolo dropped down to where his pupil and friend was.

"The Namekian race is not yours to conquer."

"YEAH!" shouted Oolong agreeing with Piccolo 30 feet away and behind Yajirobe. "You're outgunned! You'll need a whole army-





-At which 12 more robots joined the standoff. Oolong squealed in fear and almost wet himself.

"I'm giving you all one chance!" stated Goku.

"Yeah, leave now, or it's the scrap heap for ya!" laughed Oolong.

"Yo, you're looking the wrong way." Stated Yajirobe as Oolong had his back to the enemy.

"Shut up!" whimpered the piglet "Do you want them to hear me!"



"If my Cyclopian Guards could say anything, do you really think they'd comply?" The metal beings each got out of the way so a shiner being can walk through. Goku immediately recognized him.

"Cooler!" Goku thought about the day 3 years ago when he took him on and barely survived.

"B-but, he's dead!" Piccolo and Gohan stared mouth open. Krillin, shaking, took a step back.

"Cooler?" Remembering the story, Yamcha jumped back a bit himself.

"You're right." Laughed the monster in metal. "I should be dead, having been shot into your sun, but fate intervened, giving me a second chance. I would tell you all about how the Big Gete Star saved me from incineration, and came here but it wouldn't matter, since you're all going to die anyways."

"You don't even know yourself." Stated Piccolo calmly. "You just woke up one day still alive, metal, and attacked the first planet you saw, didn't you?" Cooler pretended not hear anything.

"H-Hey!" laughed Oolong. "They seemed to have it under control! Let's go! Smoothies on me!"

"Stop belly aching!" shouted a usually cowardly Yajirobe. "Can't you be like the Turtle Hermit? He's not so set on running away." Indeed Master Roshi was staring at the robots himself, but turned to the others.

"Yeah, I forgot where we parked." Yajirobe and Oolong fell over each other.

After a bit of silence, the robots attacked the warriors except for Goku. Piccolo, immediately taking over the Z warriors, shouted.

"Scatter!" The four fighters disappeared, and reappeared 300 feet in the air, attacked by the Cyclop trash before they can go further up. Krillin was immediately grabbed, and thrown into a plateau.



"Krillin!" Shouted Yamcha, but before he can help, he saw 3 robots coming for him, he shot a ki wave, but the being broke past the explosion. To add distance, Yamcha shot back to earth, but jumped away as the metal enemy attack the ground he was on. "What a great day this is turning out to be!"

Piccolo and Gohan were taking care of half the army themselves. Not wasting time, Gohan immedietly jumped in, and even though he was able to fight back and defend himself and Piccolo from serious blows, there were still too many. Thinking with one mind, the robots all fought as a team, protecting each other, and preventing any actual blows. One appeared above Piccolo, ready for a defining attack, or would have if Gohan hadn't punted him a mile, but sure enough, the robot was back.

"Damn" though Gohan. "This will take awhile."

Son Goku and Cooler were still staring at each other in silence, but the ground around them was staring the crumble, with sediment starting to levitate. Their anger for each other was pushing their bodies to an even higher level.

"This is getting too intense!" shouted Oolong. He started blubbering, but saw Yajirobe grab his katana.

"It ain't for you." Said Yajirobe as he turned to the pig who was climbing up the plateau they were under.

"I know, I'm just getting out of your hair. Go team!"

Master Roshi and Yajirobe stared down the three robots who was charging to them. They knew what they had to do:

Master Roshi and Yajirobe lunged off with their attack. Using a pressure point fist technique, Master Roshi attacked the closest robot's abdomen. Yajirobe used his sword as his extension of him, and focused all his energy into one slash to the second robot. Oolong's mouth grew open, amazed.

"T-they did it!" However, it was premature celebration. Master Roshi with a yelp started blowing on his bruised fists, crying out. and Yajirobe may as well been crying: His prized possession didn't break in half, but it was so wore down now it couldn't even cut through butter!"

"Oh, man!" cried Oolong, not knowing until it was too late that the third robot was behind him with a net.

"Fine, if it's that way you want to play it! Warmup's over!" Piccolo broke away from the group, and five of them followed him. After a bit of flying, Piccolo took off his weighted turban and cape. Ready. Gohan took off his as well, determined to destroy his five. He went all out, his hair turning gold, and eyes turning teal. He went Super Saiyan.

"Let's talk about this!" clamored Krillin as 4 of the robots inched toward him. When they kept coming, Krillin gained his composure, and fought back his self doubt. "Fine!" He attacked the 4 robots, hitting them all in different places, but they wouldn't go down, and he too was shouting from his bruised hands.





Yamcha jumped back from his three robots, rubbing his hands. "You metal bastards!" He charged the beings bravely, but each blow he threw at the Cyclops was parried. After a bit of defense, one of the enemies slapped Yamcha to the ground, and as Yamcha tried to recover, another robot kicked him in the ribs. Yamcha slid several feet, and weakly tried to get up, or would have, if at that last minute, Krillin, having been slammed in the jaw, wasn't sent hurtling into Yamcha's spine.

Now it was seven against two. Krillin and Yamcha got up, in pain, but ready.

"So how you doing?" asked Krillin "Holding up well?"

"I wish I was back home, thanks for asking." Smiled Yamcha.



"I so glad I'm not the only one who thinks that!" Krillin laughed. "So what now?"

Immediately Piccolo and SSJ Gohan landed where the human Z Fighters were.

"If we charge all of our energy into one hit." Wheezed Piccolo. "Maybe the metal madmen will break apart."

"Sounds like a plan." whispered Gohan.

It went from 4, to seventeen, than to thirty.

"Great there's more!" whimpered Krillin

"Focus." whispered Yamcha. He was almost ready.

As the thirty got closer, Piccolo gave the signal.

"NOW!" The last battle began.

To be continued

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