Chapter 2

The Search for Krillin

Turtle swam through the ocean with Maron on his back all the while. He saw the first hints of civilization two hours after he left Kame House. He knew Krillin was in the city somewhere. The city was so big! How could he find Krillin? He would have to talk to someone in the city he knew before he could be reunited with Krillin.

Bulma lived in the West City at Capsule Corp, he knew, and he decided to go there first.

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Piccolo and Tarble flew through the air as Piccolo watched the radar, seeking the Dragonballs.

"You seem really happy. I wonder why?" Tarble cried to the Namekian.

"I'm just really excited about having emotions!" Piccolo squealed. "I'm going to feel things I never felt before! It's going to be awesome!"

"Yeah, yeah…"

The two had already found 4 Dragonballs and were heading south, for that's where the closest Dragonball lay.

As they got closer, Piccolo noted that the next three Dragonballs were in a cluster, where he was headed! That's never happened before! Perhaps someone else was collecting Dragonballs.

The Namekian watched the Dragon Radar intently, searching for the correct place to search. When he thought it was a good time to land, he looked to Tarble.

"We go down here."

"Have it your way."

The two dropped down to Earth to investigate.

They were in a desert area, in the slums, probably. That didn't matter though—they were on a mission!

Piccolo hurried while watching the radar. He zoomed in to exact his location. There the Dragonballs were, right in the direction of a dirty looking one-story motel.

Piccolo stared at the window that the Dragon Radar indicated. Soon a little blue-hued head popped out. The little head wore a strange, multicolored striped hat. The little eyes studied the Namek curiously… until he noticed what he was holding.

The little man's eyes widened and he ducked down to hide.

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Pilaf had seen a Dragon Radar! It was in the hands of a curious green man! He must be looking for the Dragonballs! He clutched the pack that held the three balls.

"Oh no!" He cried, looking to his partners, Sho, some doglike creature and a woman named Mai. "They're on to us!"

"What?" Mai cried in a whisper. She ducked low.

Mai was now a middle-aged woman. Pilaf, Mai, and Sho had been together for years, questing futilely for the Dragonballs, until they found a Dragon Radar! Now they were searching again, finally getting the Dragonballs they sought for all those years.

"I'm a dog!" Sho barked.

"Be quiet and get down!" Pilaf instructed nervously. "Maybe he didn't see us and we can escape without him noticing..."

The green man dived through the window and landed in a roll. "I did notice you!" the curious man spat, on his feet in an instant. "You have something of mine!"

Pilaf screamed as broken glass showered him, cutting his skin and clothes.

A curious smaller man followed the large green guy. He seemed normal, only he had a tail... He had a tail! Was this a relative of Son Goku?

Before he could react, the green guy was upon him, holding him up off the ground by his shirt.

"Where are the Dragonballs?" he demanded, revealing his sharp teeth.

Pilaf had a pile of feces in his pants now. He was scared. The little man was pale and he didn't answer, for he was frozen with fear.

Mai picked up a pistol and shot at the large green guy, but the bullets bounced off his body and he didn't seem to notice, save for the sound.

The woman dropped the gun to the floor, shaking. How could he just shrug off bullets?

"Answer me!" Piccolo demanded, shaking the man violently.

Sho was on all fours, barking wildly. Tarble kicked the dog, sending it flying into the wall, where it fell in a broken heap, twitching and whining.

Tarble approached Mai with an evil smile. "Where are the Dragonballs?" He demanded.

"Please don't kill me!" The woman pleaded. "I'll do anything! I'll suck your dick off!" She crawled onto the floor, begging. (Editor: I sincerely apologize for the very blunt and offensive language my cousin used, but I found what Mai said to be hilarious, so I'm keeping it in.)

Tarble raised his brow at this, but quickly shook away those thoughts. "Where are the Dragonballs?" He asked again, his voice raised and firm.

She looked at the saiyan, still on her knees. She looked at the bag of Dragonballs sadly, not wanting to let the Dragonballs they had been seeking slip away. Mai looked back up at the saiyan, whose face was twisted into a scowl. She made her decision.

Mai raced over to her boss, Pilaf, and found the bag he had dropped during his lift into the air by the powerful Namekian. She picked up the sack and ran back toward the saiyan.

Tarble checked the contents of the container and affirmed these were Dragonballs.

"I've got the balls, Piccolo! We have all seven now!" Tarble called to the Namekian. "Let's go!"

Piccolo glared at the little man he was more terrorizing then interrogating. He huffed and gave Pilaf a rough shake before tossing the little guy, who tumbled away and stayed there, gasping for breath.

"I'll let you live… for now!" Piccolo rumbled to the prone little creature. He looked to Tarble and motioned for him to follow.

Tarble looked at Mai, grinning evilly. He hoisted Mai over one shoulder and followed the Namekian. Piccolo only shook his head, his eyes wide and serious.

"We'll not take prisoners." He growled.

"No, you got it all wrong." Tarble corrected. "This one's for lovin'!"

Piccolo turned around again to face the open window. He had his head turned to view Tarble from the corner of his eye. "Gross…"

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Turtle hobbled down the streets of West City, Maron sleeping on his back. He shuffled slowly down the sidewalk, getting in people's way. The turtle dragged on the sidewalk at a snail's pace.

An hour dragged on and there was still no sign of Capsule Corp.

"Excuse me, sir…!" Turtle piped in at an approaching pedestrian. "Could you direct me to the Capsule Corporation?"

"Capsule Corp.?" The pedestrian laughed, not at all surprised by the talking turtle. "It's just a couple blocks away! You've just got to take a right over there and keep going until you see the building. It says its name, so you can't get lost."

"Thank you, sir! Really, thank you!"

"Don't mention it! Haw!"

Turtle, with the directions fresh in his mind, continued his slow journey to Capsule Corp.

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Goku was lying in his bed with Bulma. They were nude and under the covers. As you can imagine, they had just finished having sex. They had sex a lot, showing each other their love… Their real…freaky naughty love…

Bulma cuddled with the muscular saiyan, finding comfort in his strong but gentle arms. She began to move her hand down Goku's chest erotically.

Goku heard some scratches at the door.

"You hear that?" Goku said, turning to Bulma.

"Hear what?" Bulma purred.

"I hear some scratches."

"It's probably just your imagination." The woman cooed.

"No. There's someone at the door. I'll check it out." Bulma tried to protest, but the saiyan got up and put his clothes on, then hurried away before she could interject.

Son Goku got to the door and opened it, turning the knob and peeking outside. He looked ahead, but saw nothing, and began to close it.

"Goku!" he heard a voice from below call.

Goku looked down and saw Turtle with Maron on his back. "Turtle? What are you doing here?"

"We had to flee the turtle house."

"Why? I didn't feel any strong "chi" that could threaten to hurt you guys."

"Master Roshi was having sex with #18 in front of Maron and refused to stop, so we came here to search for Krillin."

"Krillin's not at Kame House? Huh… I haven't really seen Krillin around lately… I'll search for his "chi" and we'll teleport!"

"You can teleport?"

"Sure!"

"Yes, then let's do that!" Maron was awake now. She looked at her surroundings wearily.

Goku put his middle and index fingers on his head and searched for Krillin's "chi". He found it way to the east. It was weak, barely recognizable as Krillin's. But it was undeniably Krillin's.

"Okay." He put his hand on the turtle's shell and they disappeared.

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Krillin sat on the couch in Trunk's apartment. He and Gure moved in with the son of Vegeta after being kicked out of Capsule Corp. He was watching the game with Gure and Trunks, who seemed quite bored.

Krillin sat with his company, who had nothing to say to him or anyone else.

Suddenly, Goku, Turtle and his daughter, Maron, were standing in front of him. Krillin cried out in fright, as did Gure.

Trunks just widened his eyes and said, "Whoa!"

"Krillin? Is that really you?" Goku and Turtle asked in unison.

"You guys! I thought you forgot all about me!"

"Daddy!" Maron called sweetly.

"Maron!" Krillin, who was now about as tall as his baby girl, jumped up and gave his daughter a hug; tears came in massive drops as Krillin wept, holding his daughter close.

"Krillin, I didn't recognize you at first… How did you get so…small?" Goku asked, not sure what to think about Krillin's abnormal size.

"You see, I stopped training, then after a few short months, I got real little, and…"

"And what's wrong with your voice?"

"I was just about to say--"

"Hey, Krillin, shut up! You don't talk to me like that!"

"Why does everyone do this?" Krillin cried out, placing his hands on his bald head, his features showing that he was about to cry.

"Oh my gosh, I'm sorry! I just had a sudden impulse to yell at you!" Goku apologized, embarrassed and not understanding why he had just yelled at his best friend. "Please go on!"

"Okay… After I stopped training, I lost all my strength and I lost my voice, too! Master Roshi and #18 pushed me around so much, and then I was kicked out for being too weak. Then I went to Capsule Corp. and got kicked out of there, too! I hooked up with Gure and Trunks invited us in. He's the only one who doesn't yell at us."

"Krillin, it looks like you need some training." Goku suggested.

Krillin looked up at Goku happily, knowing that if he was trained by Goku, he would regain his original power and take back everything he lost.

"Yeah, don't say hi to Trunks…" Trunks said loudly, exaggerating his voice, trying to gain the attention of his newest guests.

"Oh, hi Trunks!" Goku called to the lavender-haired youth. "I didn't notice you!"

"Gure…" Goku snarled, looking down at the small girl-like creature in disgust.

"Hey, Turtle, you want a ride back to Master Roshi's place?"

"No thank you, I'll swim back."

"Okay, your decision…

"You're coming to my place." Goku said, placing a hand on Krillin's tiny shoulder. Krillin put a hand on Maron, taking her with him.

The three disappeared from sight.

The three people remaining in the room looked at each other.

Turtle looked around, unsure of which way he should proceed to the ocean.

"Uh, you want a lift?" Trunks asked the turtle.

"Please," Turtle said, nodding.

"All right…"

Trunks grabbed the turtle by the shell and jogged outside.

Gure wondered what would become of Krillin. Would he be the same Krillin she had fallen in love with? She could only wonder.

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Vegeta knew he was close to his home. He knew Goku would spot him if he kept his "chi" high, so he suppressed it, hoping not to be noticed.

It would be another day before he finally landed, but nevertheless suppressed his "chi".

He decided to call it a night and went to his makeshift bed to sleep.

The Prince shuffled to the pile of cloth and fell down into it. He drifted to sleep with thoughts of Bulma and Goku.

Will Krillin's previous state be restored? Huh… It doesn't appear that Vegeta has tried to redeem himself and win back Bulma…Maybe next time… Will the Ox-King bust in and try to clobber Goku? What is Dark Vegeta going to do now? What will Piccolo do when he gets his wish for human emotions? What new surprises will reveal themselves? What could possibly make this story more exciting? The only possible way to find out is if you donate $100 to the author (jk) and read the next chapter of:

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