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This fiction is set after the Evil Shenlong Saga and Bra, Goten, Gohan, Videl, Trunks and Pan decided to go to America while the rest of the Z Fighters decided that they would want to go to the warm sunny beaches of Hawaii. Guess what one of them finds? And yo, I don't own DBZ, but we all knew that.

Now you can start...

CHAPTER ONE: Released!

By Hisoka B

It was a warm summer's day as the whole Z gang decided to spend their vacation on the beach.

Chichi, 18 and Bulma were in their bikinis and were working on their tans. Vegeta was meditating with Piccolo (nani?) under a palm tree and Krillin and Goku were looking for treasure in the sand. (Never loose their childness, ne?) Tien and Yamucha were putting up all the tents and Marron, well she was walking along the beach and with her, the story starts…

Her blonde hair flipped around her face as she watched the gentle waves splashed over her feet.

Unlike every other person here (except Piccolo and Vegeta) she had not wanted to come to the beach, and had rather stayed home in Japan.

But it was her father and mother's coaxing 'We'll buy you ice cream there…' that made her come.

The sun was setting slowly as her eyes caught a glimpse of something, something rather intruding in the waves.

'A gun?' She asked. Waddling into the water, she gently picked it up. 'Who would leave a gun here?' She asked herself. Boy was she confused.

'I'll ask daddy.' She thought in the end and hurried out of the waters to find Krillin.

She did, and now the group was huddled now lighting a fire even though it was midday.

They had set up camp, and all the tents were all up thanks to Yamucha and Tien and the cook…Chichi had cooked a fresh lump of Fish.

'I'll take 2 servings please…' Yamucha asked holding out a plate, begging like a dog.

'I don't eat fish.' Piccolo mumbled and walked away to sit under a palm tree.

'Whatever you say.' Krillin shrugged. 'Hey 18, how much would you like?' he asked his wife, who returned it with a look of disgust.

'Like Green bean, I don't like fish that much either.' She answered.

Bulma, seeing Marron holding a gun walked up to her.

'What have you got there honey?' She asked gently.

'This?' Marron held it up. 'Oh, let's say a souvenir.' She smiled.

'Oh, okay. You should tell your daddy.' Bulma walked away, amazed that such a little girl knew the word 'Souvenir...'

Marron grinned and happily pranced over to see her father.

'Hey!' Krillin grinned, before seeing the gun. 'What do you have there?' He asked her.

Marron, still smiling laughed. 'This, father is a gun!'

Krillin rolled his eyes. 'Yes, I know that!' He smiled. 'Careful, it could be dangerous... Give it here, I want to see!'

Marron gave her dad the gun who examined it carefully.

'Cool gun,' said 18, who had seen that something was going on between her family and had went to check it out. Somehow, the more she looked at the gun, she more uncomfortable she felt. 'Familiar…' She whispered silently.

'What did you say?' Krillin asked.

'Nothing.' 18 said quickly. She didn't want her husband to be worried, and she walked away to the tents.

Krillin smiled as he watched her leave and soon noticed that the gun still had a little seaweed on it.

'Dad, what are you doing?' Marron asked.

Before knowing what was going on, Marron found her father rubbing the gun as hard as he could, trying to get the dried seaweed off.

It seemed like it she was the only who knew that smoke was coming out of the end of the gun.

'Um dad…' She asked Krillin silently. 'Dad…'

Even Vegeta and the others could see the smoke growing larger and larger, all except Krillin who was still rubbing the gun terribly.

When Krillin finally got the seaweed off, he looked around to see shell-shocked people with mouths dropped open. (INCLUDING PICCOLO AND VEGETA!)

They seemed to be looking at something that was behind him. Turning around, Krillin's mouth too dropped open about 3 metres.

He immediately dropped the gun and scrambled over to 18.

As the smoke started to clear, it began to reveal a man, dressed in gold and silk much like those Arabian Nights outfits. His black hair was tied back and his eyes were shut. He seemed to be sitting on something…(air) and his legs were crossed and his arms and hands in such a way like he was doing a prayer.

'A genie?' Chichi asked, watching the man quietly.

Marron was almost terrified.

Vegeta was almost about to crack up by just looking at the man's outfit.

Piccolo only now lifted an eyebrow.

Yamucha had now love hearts in his eyes, he knew that genies could grant wishes… therefore... money…

Then suddenly, the genie opened it's eyes in a flash, and as the crowd stared, 18 seemed to be the most surprised.

She knew those ice blue eyes too well to forget them…