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Chapter 11 'Beerus & the Saiyaans' or 'Saintly Explorations'
DISCLAIMER: Hullo there. Whis here. Before I begin reading this stuff to you, let me assure everyone that the loud noises that came at the end of the last chapter were merely Lord Beerus blasting some meteors out of the sky. That was after I begged him not to blow up Mt Peabody. The other folks here thought it was some sort of earthquake.
Now, to business. We want to take this opportunity to thank all of the creators whose creations we have used in the past, may use in the future or are currently using in these vid logs and vid files. We especially want to thank Mr Haruka-San Takachiho because, without his Angelic creations, we just would not have anything to chat about with you fine folks.
"What the Sam Hill was that, man?" yelled 'Yancey Drake-Drew' after she had scrambled back to her feet.
"How the bloody Hell should I know, Honey? You live here, not me, man!" howled 'Patricia Holm' who was being assisted to stand up by Jonny Harlock.
"What's going on out here, Jon? My desk just flipped over!" snarled Fritz von Dekker aka the 'Green Baron' who had rushed into the hallway which was black with acrid smoke.
"Harlock calling Alley Cat! What happened, mum? Over." shouted Harlock into his comm badge. "Eh? Oh, I see. OK, I'll tell 'em, mum. Sorry to have bothered ya. Harlock out." he added and turned to the other three.
"Whis said that Beerus is amusing himself by blasting meteors from a passing shower. Her Nibs says not to make a big deal outta it. He wanted to blow up Mt Peabody, but Whis talked him outta it. You ladies OK? (Both girls nodded ruefully) Thank goodness. Can you find your way back to HQ? OK, 'Yancey'. Take Pat back there. I have to make sure nothing's happened to our vessels. Better check on yer guards, sir. Be back in a jiffy." explained the old ex-pirate.
"Baron to all guard stations. Report." said the tall German into his comm badge. He was still accepting reports when 'Yancey' tapped Pat's arm and led the way through the stinging smoke and soot-laden aether back to the HQ office. Pat touched her knee and winced in pain.
"Unh unh. Better get you to sick bay, Sweetie. Don't touch it. Looks broken to me. Here. Lean on my shoulder and try not to put too much weight on that leg. Hurt much?" said 'Yancey'. Pat bit her tongue and nodded. There were tears in her eyes. The pain was excrutiating.
"Doc? Got a patient fer ya. 'Mike Morton', this is 'Pat Holm' and I think she's got a busted kneecap." said 'Yancey' when the girls had reached the hospital hut. The rest of the doctors were over in their new clinic in 'Victoria City' on the other side of the river. Just Mike and 'Nurse Huntley' had been left behind in the staging area to administer to the colonists who had been left behind.
"An 'Earther' girl? Not to worry, dear. Back home, you'd be laid up for a few months with this fracture. Up here, three days- tops. 'Jeannie'! Prep Miss Holm for surgery. Out! You can wait in the hallway, 'Mrs Drake'. Jean? Use the 'zaridium xythyll' to knock her out. Treatment Area One. I'll be in directly. I wish Joe or Kelly were here." muttered Mike.
"Perhaps I could be of some help, Morton? I am a surgeon, you know." offered Dr John H Watson who had been visiting 'Dr Lyndon Parker'. Parker had gone rock hunting with 'Solar Pons' and fallen off a cliff. A few bumps and bruises, but 'Dr Brackett' had insisted on an overnight stay in sick bay before he had been recalled to the clinic earlier today.
"I'd be most grateful, John. How's Lyn doing?" replied Mike.
"Champing at the bit and insisting that he feels fine and dandy now. No way will I go against Brackett's orders though." chuckled the mustachioed Victorian doctor.
"Hey! I just bought these jeans! Don't cut 'em up, man! I paid 350 Euros fer 'em, Honey!" screeched Pat.
"I can't take 'em off ya, kiddo. It'll damage the bone even more than you've already screwed it up, Miss Holm. Mike! Get in here, man!" yelled Jeannie into her comm badge. Pat was trying to pull down her jeans. Her jacket and top were laying across a chair and her boots and socks were on the floor. Mike rushed in and, using an autohypo, he administered a strong sedative to Pat. She passed out quickly and Jeannie quickly slit the jeans in half and carefully tore the ruined garment off the sleeping girl.
"Yuck! She done a real number on herself, Doctor. How'd it happen, Mike?" asked the nurse.
"She was thrown to the floor when we had that quake. Lucky she only broke one knee. Put her under. Get out one of those pressure casts. I'll clean out the wound first. Ugh! Am I ever glad we've got modern techniques here. On Earth, she might even have lost her leg. Hold her foot, Jean. Her reflexes will pull against me. I have to pop that bone back into place. There. Help me with the cast. Whew. OK, undress her and get her into some jammies. I'd better tell 'Yancey' she's OK. She can tell 'Simon'. Please stay with her until she awakens. I'll send in some dinner for you. Thanks." said Mike, heading for the waiting rooms.
"Tell me again why we are on this damned wild goose chase, milord?" demanded 'Gordius'.
"We seek the 'Red Stone of Aja' because, with its power, I can easily accomplish what my father never could hope to achieve- supreme control over space and time in all of the Universes. What did you say that ancient star chart called this place?" growled 'Indirus Khan'.
"Milord, it is called 'Zamarkand' and it is within the 'Aquarian Galaxy' a few thousand 'lightys' (light years) from 'Shimougou'. For that reason alone, we should approach this world from its dark side. 'Ellen'! ETA?" replied the grey-skinned 'Jaegerian'.
"I estimate another five solar hours to touch down, 'Gordy'." cooed 'Ellen Ellerby' who was their 'navvy'. The teen-aged 'Ellen' was on her vacation from 'Orange Star HS' in 'Satan City' and she was 'Videl Son's best friend. 'Videl's dad, 'Mr Satan' had saved the world from destruction many times or so he believed. Of course, it was really the 'Z Fighters' in general and the 'Son' and 'Brief' Saiyaans in particular who had actually defeated the likes of 'Cell', 'Freeza', the 'Ginyu Squad', etc.
The 'Revelation' continued her 'cloaked' voyage to 'Victorine' fka 'Zamarkand'.
"Lord Khan! That is a newly terraformed world now known as 'Victorine'! And it is under the control of the '3WA'! According to the 'Galactic Compendium', it's being 'colonized' by the overflow from that disastrous 'Continuum' melee. Are ya sure that this 'Red Stone of Aja' really is on this planet, sire?" asked 'Eaoewyn (Owen) Moonbeam' who was the ship's self-appointed historian. 'Moonbeam' had served aboard 'Indirus's father's 'Botany Bay' starship when the elder Khan had been seeking the 'Templar' treasure trove. Now, Papa Khan was serving a long sentence on a penal world far far away.
"According to the bloody map, the stone is supposed to be 'awaiting the coming of the pirate of forever'. My father feared the 'Guardian Djinn' who protected 'Zamarkand' and never went anywhere near the place. However, that was close to a millennium ago and I figure that the 'Djinn' have long since either died off or gone elsewhere. Steady as she goes, 'Gordy'. You have the comm. I'll be in me quarters. It's winter on that planet, gang. That means you'd better change outta that mini-skirt, Ellerby. Wake me when ye're ready to make 'planetfall'." yawned their leader, waving to his bridge crew.
"Strange. I feel the presence of a strong aura of power, Whis. Pass the marmalade, please." observed Lord Beerus, helping himself to his 26th scone.
"This is an excellent fruit spread and these scones are delicious, Mrs Schmidt-Hochstetter." said Whis. "Yes, I feel it as well, sire. I reckon them as being five solar hours from us. Eh? Sire, the ship will be landing on the dark side of this world. I wonder why? Miss Phone? Is there anything on the Northwestern side of 'Victorine'?" added the teal-skinned alien.
"No, there isn't, Whis. Can't think why anyone would want to come here in the first place, let alone want to touch down in the boondocks. The only vessels we ever see are supply vessels or the ones that are bringing in more colonists." replied Xylo.
"The next group of colonists aren't due here before summer." agreed Bob Hogan.
"Wow! Did ya feel that 'spiritual pressure', man? A powerful force is headed this way and fast. You felt it, didn't ya, Rukie?" asked Ichigo Kurosaki, the 'substitute soul reaper' from Terra.
"If it's coming to the dark side of this tiny world, Whis, we'd best be on our way. OK, I won't atomize the place. Satisfied? Perhaps this will be the 'Super Saiyaan Deity God' that I have heard so much about. Have Mrs S-H pack us a lunch basket before we leave. So much time. So few challenges." whined Beerus.
"You're telling me, milord? These clowns just awakened me from my slumbers for their three wishes and now they can't decide what they want, dammit! I'm sleepy. Look, if you guys don't mind, I'm gonna tag along with His Lordship and 'Lil Boy Blue' to see this new guy. Yum! That smells good! Don't mind if I do." said 'Shenron', the eternal dragon of Terra.
"Hey! Paws off that last scone, 'Shenny'! Mrs S-H baked 'em for me and Whis." growled Beerus angrily. Whis smiled.
"Here, Lord Dragon. You may have mine. I have already eaten a dozen of them. And you're a growing boy." grinned Whis.
Whis took the basket from Helga and then the unusual trio of 'friends?' rocketed off for the other side of the planet.
"I thought that those chow hounds would never leave, Bully. Where's my lunch?" snarled Vegeta Brief. Beerus had come close to annihilating him, Goku, Gohan, GoTen, Trunks, 'GoTenks', Videl, Mr Satan, Goku's father-in-law the 'Ox-King' and the other 'Z Fighters' back aboard Bulma's cruise ship on Terra.
"Look who's talking. The biggest Saiyaan pig of them all." chuckled 'Piccolo', the giant 'Nemekian' fighter.
"Lunch? What d'ya think ya just ate, Darling? And don't call me 'Bully'!" screeched Mrs Brief.
"That? Wasn't that just a snack before the main event, Dearest?" asked a puzzled Vegeta.
"Yeah, I'm hungry too, Hon. How about a few hundred bowls of ramen, ChiChi?" said Goku, the other half of the 'pig squad'. Saiyaans do two things quite well- fight and eat and they do the latter constantly it seems. Now that Beerus was gone, ChiChi and Bulma had returned the paintball guns to their sons and Trunks and GoTen were happily splattering everyone in sight. Everyone except Piccolo of course. The last time they'd 'paintballed' the Nemekian, he had used a 'spirit bomb' to incinerate their toys.
"A guy may work from suns to suns, but a woman's work is never done. C'mon Bulma. Race ya to the kitchen." sighed ChiChi. The big 'Ox-King', 'Yamcha', 'Puar', 'Oolong' and 'Master Roshii' followed the ladies into the huge kitchen behind the office.
Gohan was busily working on his latest thesis entitled 'Dynamics of Asteroids and Other Heavenly Bodies' on his PDO unit.
"Ahem. You will need to change that title unless you want to be sued for plagiarism, Son." said Mr Peabody, puffing out clouds of acrid blue smoke from his 'Meerschaum Briar'. Gohan looked confused and drummed his fingers on the table.
"Afraid he is correct, sonny. 'Professor Moriarity' published 'Dynamics of an Asteroid' during the 'Victorian Era' back on Earth." explained John Watson.
"No, you do not want to get on his bad side, young Saiyaan. Not worth it." agreed Sherlock Holmes. Gohan began to cough and retch.
"OK. 'Nuff said. I'll change the title. Must you always smoke that foul smelling gunk! How about clearing outta here so I can work without watery eyes, man?" coughed Gohan. Suddenly, the kitchen door swished open and 'Granny Clampett' bustled into the office, a bottle in one hand, a spoon in the other.
"Who's sick? Who gets a dose o' castor oil in here? (Everyone pointed to Gohan) OK, open wide, sonny boy. We'll soon have ya as right as rain again." she said, shoving a laden spoon into the poor guy's mouth. "That'll clean out the germs fer ya. Anyone else sick?" she added and the room emptied out fast.
In the kitchen, 'Jirel of Joiry' sat at a small table, honing and oiling her long broadsword's blade. Helga dumped a bowl of unpeeled spuds in front of the surprised blonde. "If ye're gonna be in my kitchen mit dot thing, the least ya kin do is peel some potatoes for dinner. Das ist ein order, Missy." said Helga, tossing her a paring knife.
"Huh? A warrior does not do menial serf tasks, Madam. Had you given me the word earlier, I would have slain that dragon for you. Besides, I thought you had those strange looking 'rep' things to make food?" said Jirel. 'Granny Rockabelle' boxed her ears.
"Ya don't work, ya don't eat. And git that filthy pig sticker outta me kitchen, Blondie." yelled the Alchemy body armour mechanic's grandma. Helga spun around to face the older woman, Ginzu knife in hand. "Ya mean dis thing, Granny? Dis ist nicht ein piggy sticker. Dis ist der finest German steel carving knife." said Helga proudly.
"Then why does it say 'Made in Japan' on the blade?" asked ChiChi Son. Then they all laughed. Heaving a sigh, Jirel began peeling spuds- with her own dagger. Helga fumed and then went back to slicing her roast mutton. The Ox-King stared at the sheep meat a moment and then asked Helga if Vegeta really liked mutton.
"My husband is like all Saiyaans, Gramps. They will eat anything. Have you started the ramen yet? Goku's getting impatient." said Bulma, taking freshly baked bread from the oven. "Anyone seen Trunks and Bra?" she added.
"They went with Uncle Sherry and Uncle John and Uncle Peabody. They took them to the pub with them." replied ChiChi's Dad, dumping 150 pounds of ramen noodles into a huge cauldron of boiling water. Then he began tossing in veggies and meat and stirred it with a big wooden spoon.
"They better not get Bra loaded again or I'll whale the tar outta 'em." snarled Bulma, slicing up pies with both hands at the same time.
Would one of you fair damsels mind fixing me a vodka Martini without ice? Shaken, mot stirred. Chop chop." said a bored looking Mt Peabody, puffing away on hs Meerschaum pipe. "My oh my! What a fine looking sword, my dear Miss Joiry." he added, picking up the metre length blade from the kitchen table.
"Huh? That thing? That's my dagger blade, my lord. This is my broadsword, sir." replied Jirel, slapping the long sheath scabbard across her back. "Unh unh, sir. Nobody touches 'Ghost Smasher' but myself. Besides, a puny runt like yourself would never be able to even draw it, let alone lift it." chuckled the warrior teen. Ever since she had arrived in this Century on this world, 35 year old Jirel had regressed in age back to her teens. All of a sudden, returning to that dark and dank castle fortress in 'Nimrod' that she called home didn't seem like such a big deal to her.
"Less jibber jabber and more potato peeling, Jerry." scolded Chi Chi who was looking in vain for oven mitts. 'Number 18' nka 'Eloise' calmly used her bare hands to lift out the heavy roast boar trencher platter from the steaming hot oven while her hubby, Krillin smirked. Although ShenRon had converted the teeny bopper girl 'android' into a real human girl, she still retained all of the power and abilities that she had possessed as 'Android Number 18'. One of those powers was that she felt absolutely no pain- ever! Comes in handy in the kitchen, man.
"Show off!" howled Chi Chi, stomping her foot on the floor.
"I'm hurrying, Honey. Takes a long while to cook ramen. No need to throw a temper tantrum." said the Saiyaan wife's father, the Ox-King who was cooking up hundreds of bowls of ramen for his Saiyaan son-in-law, Goku Son. Saiyaans are forever hungry it seems! Mmmm! That ramen smells really great. Save me and the Keiman a bowl, please? Better save one for the K's brother too. He lives for this stuff!
"Aha! Looks like we got back home just in time for lunch, Mrs Son, Mrs Brief. Something smells heavenly indeed." said an appreciative Whis, taking a big whiff or the kitchen odours.
"I smell roasted boar meat! We'll set the table, mums! C'mon, Whis! Time's a wasting!" yelled Lord Beerus.
"He never offers to set the table at home. Maybe I should try that 'Bolger's Coffee' at home more often." thought Whis.
"I heard that! You must learn to think quietly, Whis. This whole danged planet is chock fulla 'telly paths' ya know, man?" warned Beerus.
"That's 'telepaths', ugly. Hey! What smells so scrumptious, man?" said 'Mrs Sookie Northman'. The human/fae/vampiress had been sent with an urgent message while her vampire hubby, Erik Northman and her father-in-law, Godric Northman remained on watch at the site where the 'Revelation' had just made planetfall on the dark side of 'Vic'.
As usual, Sookie was bored and, of course, forgot the message she was supposed to be delivering.
"Oh, by the by, are you expecting any new visitors?" asked Whis quite nonchalantly and Beerus perked up his ears and dropped a tray full of bone china teacups which Whis suspended in midair before they could be shattered to bits.
"Sorry about that. Whis, didn't ya tell 'em about that big starship we saw comin' down? You idjit! It might be important!" snarled the God of Destruction angrily.
"You saw it as well, my lord. Why didn't you tell them?" countered Whis coolly. He retrieved the almost doomed teacups from the aether and finished setting them on the tables.
"Golly gee! Shoot! Now I 'member. Erik and Goddy and me saw a big flying vessel land over by the new city on the dark side. They're keepin' an eye on it while I was sent back here to tell you guys the news. Hey! Ugly and this blue freak here was there as well. They seen it. Tell 'em, man." yelled Sookie.
"She calls me ugly just once more and I'll incinerate this cesspool planet o' yours!" howled an angry Beerus.
"Yes, we saw this vessel as well, dear friends." agreed Whis, brushing off the blue freak reference.
"Und der name uf dieser (deezer) ship? Anyone get dot?" asked the 'Green Baron' quietly.
"Name? Of course I did. The ship is called 'Revelation', sir." replied Whis.
"What difference does a name make? What harm can they do to you over here anyway? Yo! Somebody tell the cooks to bake some more biscuits for me. What's up with the fancy pooch there?" growled Beerus. Mr Peabody was sopping wet!
"I'd sack that whole kitchen staff, 'Wolfgang'. I make a simple request for a Martini and that new girl with the swords poured a bottle of vodka over my head! The rest of them thought it was cute! I have never been so insulted in my life!" fumed the white doggie wearing a white morning suit and topper.
"Maybe you don't get around too much, Mr Peabody, sir. Alvin's (Newkirk) always sayin' insultin' things about ya. Right, Alvie?" pointed out Andy Carter.
"Such a little blabbermouth. I schmell streudel! I'd know the little cockroach's streudel schmell anyvhere." said Schultzy.
"I'm not making any streudel. Helga's making it today." said Louis LeBeau who was reading a 'holopape'.
"Ordering the help around again, Peabody? I warned you about Bulma's temper, man." chortled Bobby Hogan.
"Thank you, Brigadier. But it wasn't Mrs Brief who did this. It was Miss Joiry. And after I had complimented her on her fine steel body- I mean, body of steel- I mean, her steel blades." explained the white doggie, mopping his face with a white monogrammed handkerchief.
"Quiet! Why's the name o' that ship so important, Fred?" asked Johnny Kinchloe.
"Ever hear of a space pirate named 'Khan'?" asked the Baron. Most of the assembly nodded sagely. Who hadn't heard of the 'Scourge of the Bad Lands'?
"Sure. Alley Cat said he's locked up in a penal colony world someplace. Isn't he still locked up or-" asked a suddenly worried Hogan.
"As far as I know, he's still locked up. However, his son is another matter. The 'Revelation' is commanded by 'Indirus Khan, Jr'. He wants power as well. Last I heard, he was seeking some 'Red Stone of Aja' which will give him control over-" explained the Baron.
"Space and Time on all of the Universes, gentlemen, ladies. Of course, nobody has the slightest idea that there even is such a stone in existence." said President Marshall Allison Poe-Prydonia.
"Oh yes there is, Madam Prez. That is what 'Bobby Speedwagon' and my other 'Joestar selves' have been seeking throughout the millennia on Earth, what you call Terra. Its commoner name is the 'Philosopher's Stone' well known to practitioners of the 'Alchemical Sciences'. Don't you agree, 'Edward Elric'?" explained 'Jadzeel Joestar', latest in a long line of reincarnated users of a 'blood power' known as 'Hamon'. We needn't explain in detail why the 'Joestars' were determined to find and destroy the 'Stone of Power'. Not yet, anyway.
"That stone of which ye speaketh was last enshrined by the people of 'Zamarkand' on this very planet, but that was some 80 millions of millennia in the past, my friends." said 'Ahura Gladiolus Mazdan', their resident protector 'Djinn'.
"I'm bored, Whis! I think I'll dry up the lake." chuckled Beerus, pointing a glowing forefinger at the lake when-
CRACK! "Ouch! That hurt! Who did that, dammit? Whis? Did you see anything?" whined the God of Destruction, rubbing his hand which was- bleeding!
"Try that again, little man-thing and my next shot will be through your heart." growled 'Revy Roberts', a smoking Beretta automatic in her fist.
"Madam! What was that projectile made from?" demanded a puzzled Whis. He had always thought that his master, Lord Beerus, to be indestructible!
"Huh? Lead mostly. Why?" asked a just as perplexed Revy. By now, 'Aramaki', 'Batou', 'Major Kucinagi' and the rest of the 'Section Nine' team had arrived on the scene, guns drawn.
"Lead? Lead cannot harm me! I am a God!" screeched Beerus while Helga and Jirel staunched the blood flowing freely from the tiny crease wound on his hand. They had both seen this dude blasting meteors apart with energy discharges all day!
"Wait. You said mostly, Madam. Am I to assume that other materials make up your weapon's-" said Whis, fumbling for a word.
"Bullets. Lead, steel, iron and bronze alloys are what my bullets have in 'em, Missy." explained Revy, reloading her automatics.
"And ours are loaded with 'mercy bullets' made of various alloys and drugs to incapacitate and knock out but not to kill." volunteered 'Chief Aramaki', pointing at the guns held by the Major and her team. "In addition, with the exceptions of myself and 'Mr Togutha' here, my team members are all 'cyborgs', meaning that they are not completely human, sir." added Aramaki. Whis was as confused as Hell and Beerus was crying like a baby. He had never before felt pain and it hurt!
Then Whis had a brainstorm. "Sire? Your powers are proof against any human or alien and against any directed power blasts or anything 'singular'. These weapons' 'bullets' are not singular. They are 'complex'. These 'cyborgs' read as complex beings as well. Could you demonstrate, 'Mr Dead Eyes'? Please?" asked Whis and 'Mr Batou' grinned and smashed his bare fist through a nearby tree which then exploded into fragments of wood.
"That what ya had in mind, mum? And the name's 'Batou', not 'Dead Eyes'." said Batou, his expression dead-pan.
"Whis is not female, simply effeminate, pal. Ow! That smarts, doggie!" whimpered Beerus while Mr Peabody sloshed 'synthenol' liberally across his wound.
"Good. That shows that the disinfectants are working well and preventing infections, sir." replied the white doggie wearing Harris Tweeds and spats.
"Care to take on any more of us, Mr Beerus, sir? Say the word, Chief, and I'll 'force beam cuff' the bastard." snarled an angry Major, Mark XIII ion cannon clenched in her white-knuckled fist.
"Put your toys away. All of you. You as well, Miss Roberts, please. Togutha, go and find this gentleman a doctor. I believe I saw 'Dr Joe' (Early) and 'Nurse Dixie' (McCall) fishing at the lake with 'Mrs Yancey' (Drew-Drake) and 'Mr Mason' (Perry). Quick as you can before infection sets in on this poor alien chap." ordered the 'Old Ape' as Batou often referred to Chief Aramaki.
"Right away, sir." replied Togutha, holstering his Mark XII disruptor blaster. He was back in five minutes with Joe, Yancey, Dixie and Perry. Perhaps Mr Mason thought that Lord Beerus wished to file suit against Miss Roberts. Anyway, Perry and Yancey began handing out business vidcards to everyone in sight. After all, Yancey was not only married to a private eye (Paul Drake), she herself was a licensed investigator. Perry Mason was an attorney.
"Where's my patient? Oh, I see. OK. Dix? Better give him a Tetnaus shot and 30 ccs of 'Axileine 40' for pain. Good. A clean crease. Lots of blood but no embedded bullet. Which one'd he piss off? Revy? That hothead? OK, I apologize. Bandage the wound and give him a sedative, Dix. What a big baby! 'Walker's kid didn't squawk that much when she took a plasma rifle blast last month! And she was just a kid!" said Joe.
"My lord, I think that you'd best rethink any ideas you have about destroying this world. These 'cyborgs' seem to be able to defeat you while these new type of complex weapons seem to be able to cause you bodily harm, sire." suggested Whis who was holding the bandages for Dixie.
"Darn it all! I just wanna fight this 'Super Saiyaan Deity God' guy, man. If I could find him, I'd be on my way. Mmmn! I smell something yummy! What is that wonderful odour coming from the kitchen, Miss Joiry?" replied Beerus who was fighting back tears from the pain. "Ahh! Now it doesn't hurt amymore. Thank you, doctor. Very much indeed." he added as the painkiller took effect.
"Dix? Didn't you give him a sedative yet? (Dixie nodded) He should be asleep by now. Give him another autohypo after lunch or dinner or whatever we are having. French onion soup. My favourite. You'll like this dish, little guy." said Joe Early, taking a whiff of Louie's soup.
'Hiya Shenny. Could you please bring the uh, 'Super Saiyaan Deity God' here to this place for us? Lord Beerus-" began Goku.
"Lord Beerus? That guy's still here?" roared the huge dragon of wishes who was even taller than Mt Peabody and Gladdy. He sounded genuinely frightened of the God of Destruction.
"Is that you, Shen? Down here, big boy." called Whis from the hut.
"Hullo Whis. Then it's true? Lord Beerus is here? Oh, there he is. Mmmn! I arrived just in time for lunch!" growled Shenron, the Eternal Dragon of this Cosmos, shrinking himself down to a mere three metres in height.
"Well, Dragon? Can you bring this 'Super Saiyaan Deity God' here or not?" demanded Beerus, slurping up his tenth bowl of French onion soup.
"Why? He is already here, my lord. There he is, sire." replied a puzzled Shenron, pointing to Goku. Beerus and Whis both did double-takes.
"Him? He's no God, fool! I have already defeated him and the other four 'super saiyaans' (Vegeta, Gohan, Trunks andGoTen)." explained a perturbed and now very angry Beerus.
"Not now, my lord. In order to create a 'Super Saiyaan Deity God', six Super Saiyaans must combine their powers together." replied the dragon.
"But, great ShenRon, my husband (Vegeta Brief), my brother-in-law (Goku Son), my son (Trunks) and Goku's two sons (Gohan and GoTen) are the only Super Saiyaans left and that makes only five. Where can we get another one, man?" explained Bulma Brief patiently and logically to the Eternal Dragon. 'Bra' who was Bulma and Vegeta's young daughter, had never shown any interest in fighting or flying. Where will the sixth 'Super Saiyaan' be found I wonder?
ShenRon pointed to 'Videl Satan-Son', Gohan's wife. "She carries the seed of a human and a half 'Super Saiyaan'/half human within her womb. Her daughter (Pan who was yet to be born) within herself is the sixth 'Super Saiyaan'. All six must combine their powers and give of them freely to Goku. Then and only then will a 'Super Saiyaan Deity God' come into existence. Any more of that delicious mead, Mrs Schmidt-Hochstetter? Thank you." rumbled ShenRon.
Everyone was staring at Videl's enlarged tummy. "Hey! Wait a danged minute here! I'm not due to deliver for six more monthlets according to Dr Brackett!" howled Videl.
"We could do a 'Cessarian Sectioning' on her." suggested Dr Watson and Videl went deathly pale. Her husband exploded.
"Ya can forget that bright idea, man! Our child will come out naturally when it's time and not before it!" yelled Gohan.
"You only need to tap her power and strength and transfer it to her Mother, Mrs Son. All 'Super Saiyaans' have the knowledge and power to combine their spiritual pressures thus creating a single entity- a 'Super Saiyaan Deity God'. The logical choice is Goku since he was the first Saiyaan to leave Planet Vegeta before Freeza destroyed the place. However, Goku will remain a 'God' for a mere solar day- 15 solar hours by the reckoning existent upon this world of 'Victorine'.
"Yo! Why is everyone looking at me?" demanded 'Master Roshii' who had been undressing the women with his lecherous eyes.
"Pat! Are you sure that this is where you found that ancient scroll map? This cavern isn't that deep and this feels like a solid rock wall." fumed 'Sebastian Tombs' aka 'Simon Templar' alias 'The Saint'.
"Of course I'm sure, Stupid! Look. See where I disturbed that green dust when I picked up the scroll this morning? Shine your lamp over this way. Aha! See? This looks like a latch of some kind." replied 'Patricia Holm', pressing a funny coloured stone on the wall beside her.
"Pat! Don't touch that! Didn't you ever hear of booby traps? Look out!" yelled Simon, yanking the girl away just in time to avoid a huge chunk of falling rock. Glancing up, Simon read in letters of fire which had mysteriously appeared above the new opening in the wall: 'Enter only if ye be pure of heart' and the words were written in Latin.
"Latin? On another world in the middle of nowhere? How?" he asked quietly. Pat dusted off her once white flightsuit and laughed.
"And you're name's 'Templar'? Remember what 'Rally' (Vincent) said about that big old pyramid they found a few years ago and took back home to 'Shimougou'? That was part of the 'Knights Templar' treasure trove and this must be another place that they hid more of their loot, man! We could all be zillionaires, Simon Honey! Time's a wastin'." yelled Pat, grabbing the lamp and trotting through the open portal. Simon sighed and followed her.
"Wait up, wench." he called, wondering what that 'pure of heart' warning meant?
END of Chapter 11. Chapter 12 'Deity vs God' or 'Saintly Treasures?' to follow soon. We promised Ch 11 by St Patty's Day and we are delivering at the beginning of March. R/R/S away and have a swell read. Hope Ch 12 doesn't take this long. See ya soon.- Your Friendship Team.