What Shall Be Sacrificed

Chapter 1

Alone in a forest of nowhere, a certain demi-saiyan lay unconscious, somewhere between the living world and the otherworld.

            Piccolo flew back to the battlefield, now a giant crater from Vegeta's sacrifice.  Before the Namek laid small pink blobs of was once the seemingly unstoppable Buu.  Piccolo scanned the surrounding area, Buu was nowhere to be found, well in one piece anyway.  The once living figure of Vegeta was now reduced to a lifeless gray statue of hard stone.  Piccolo sighed.  "It's finally over, Buu is dead, but at the cost of great warriors lives.  Damn that fat pudgy bastard!"

            Piccolo felt at a terrible loss.  Never before had the earth's strongest fighters all been lost at the same time.  Piccolo was just beginning to mourn when he heard a strange noise coming from behind.  Piccolo eyes became filled with alarm as he turned around and saw the pink goop that was Majin Buu began to move and mold themselves into a familiar form.  All around piccolo stood hundreds of pink pudgy terror.  Piccolo took his fighting stance, prepared to fight, even though he didn't stand a chance.  Piccolo didn't have to even have to throw a punch, for all the Buus ascended into the clear blue sky, once again molding like clay into the original Buu, not a scratch on him.  Piccolo panicked.  "I've got to get back to Krillen and the boys."

            Piccolo raced off in the opposite direction of Buu to where Krillen and two unconscious half-saiyans were waiting.  Krillen became uncomfortable, floating in mid-air with the sons of the two strongest warriors in the universe in his arms while sensing Buu once more wasn't exactly his idea of a good time.  Krillen wished piccolo was there with him.  His wish was granted seconds later when piccolo was in viewing distance.  "Thank you Dende."  Krillen whispered to himself.

            Piccolo seemed to be in a bit of a rush, and Krillen had an idea why, but he didn't want it to be true.  "Quickly, we must get to the lookout."  Piccolo said as he took one of the boys from Krillen's grasp.

            "Right." Krillen said.

            All four took off towards the lookout, leaving behind a newly formed Buu.  On the way up, Krillen and Piccolo stopped by Korin's.  "Hey you guys, what's wrong with those two, are they hurt?"  Korin asked as he walked to the railing of his tower, walking stick echoing behind him.

            "Hey Korin, no the boys are fine, Vegeta just knocked them out."  Krillen said.

            Yajirobe came out to where Korin was conversing with his friends.  "Hey Yajirobe."  Krillen said.

            Yajirobe nodded his answer.  "Hey Krillen, what's wrong with those two?"  Yajirobe asked, pointing his index finger at the two unconscious youngsters.

            "Nothing, hey you got anymore of those senzu beans?"  Krillen asked.

            "No, Goku took our last three, we don't run a bean factory around here you know."  Yajirobe said.

            "Yeah, it's a wonder you haven't started charging yet."  Krillen said.

            "Hey, what's that supposed to mean?"  Yajirobe questioned.

            "Krillen, we should get to the lookout, quickly."  Piccolo said.

            "Right, see you guys later."  Krillen waved before Piccolo and he continued towards the lookout.

            "Mr. Popo, I sense Piccolo and Krillen coming this way, prepare for their arrival."  Dende said to the shorter man.

            "Of course, Dende."  Mr. Popo replied.

            Moments later the tall green Namek and his shorter accomplice arrived at the lookout.  Dende saw piccolo and Krillen holding small, motionless bodies in their arms.  "Oh no, what happened to them?"  Dende asked, running up to Piccolo and Krillen.

            "They're alright Dende, they just need some rest."  Piccolo said.

            Mr. Popo walked up to Krillen and the other half of Kami.  "I'll take the young ones to a place so they can rest."  Mr. Popo said as he reached out his arms out to receive Goten and Trunks.

            After Mr. Popo had gone with the boys, Dende spoke.  "So piccolo, do we have a chance?"

            Piccolo looked down at the tiled ground of the lookout and crossed his arms.  "Well with what we have right now I'd say no, but ever since I saw Goku turn into a super saiyan I wouldn't count anything out."

            Dende nodded in agreement.  As Dende had also come to realize, with the saiyans anything was possible.  Elsewhere, far from the safety of the lookout, Gohan laid in a wooded area, far from any of the Z fighters, barely alive.  His life was being juggled between his world and the next.