Chapter 29

A/N: This chapter starts off with a time-skip. Basically Appule and the others have arrived on Earth, this starts a couple weeks afterwards to be precise, we'll move on from there :)

Also, Appule never went to his homeworld, he decided it was pointless when Piccolo revealed that the Namekian Dragon balls only bring one person back per wish. This is because Namekian's didn't believe in wishing back the dead before Frieza attacked them… If you didn't already know that.

If you're wondering how Appule visualizes Earthlings… you'll get that picture momentarily. Well, onto 29! Enjoy!

P.S - The Scanlons never found Guru and Bulma because they were hidden in a cave… using a capsule house. They relocated Guru after they deemed it too dangerous for his house, knowing the spire would eventually get wiped out. Surprised no one asked about that.

POV - Appule

Earth, being one of the many "Backwater" planets in the galaxy, was full of naïve weaklings. They stroll about, committing crimes and violence, forming gangs and acting tough, no knowledge of energy manipulation whatsoever. If that weren't enough, they all shared some sort of delusion that they were the only planet with inhabitants. Foolish isn't enough to describe all of that. Earthlings take a dangerous combination of ignorance and arrogance to a whole new level.

Other than that, I loved the planet.

Having arrived two weeks ago, I was growing quite impatient with Earthlings. Even my allies… who had insisted we wait before making the wishes. In spite of this, I was the one who had to use instant transmission to bring back Guru, the little Namek boy named Cargo, and that annoying woman back from Namek. What for? To sit around and wait for no god damn reason!

As for common human inhabitants, their power levels were so far from decent that all they did was constantly annoy me. I had tried to find some source of entertainment since returning, a short break from my non-stop training during the trip back.

Thursday Night Fight Night! Turned out to be the most overrated joke of a "competition" I'd ever seen. Watching pansies beat each other fighting at the pace of my Great, great, great grandmother in the Otherworld… Yep, the typical Earthling "fighter" is quite pathetic.

And with nothing to do for entertainment, that meant I had nothing better to do with my time than to try to gain control over the Super Saiyan transformation. It was still occurring spontaneously, but after all the time it took to get to Earth… I was nearing control over it, I could feel it.

Getting used to being a Super Saiyan was… difficult. For one thing, the massive power increase is so much higher than anything I'd ever encountered before, one mistake and I could destroy the entire planet. That very problem slowed my progress aboard Frieza's ship, I couldn't risk blowing us all up. We'd die… and the Namekian Dragon balls would've drifted throughout space… never to be gathered again.

Another part of being a Super Saiyan that I found challenging was accepting that Saiyan genetics were somewhere within me… and while my physical traits weren't changing at all, I noticed some differences in my personality. A lust for battle that was unique from any feeling I'd felt prior, was constantly nagging me to go hit someone.

At times, I felt like complying, and actually giving into it. Surely that would satisfy the feeling, allow myself to feast on Vegeta's desire. Luckily, I always managed to maintain my composure, and not run around crushing random Earthlings, annoying as they may be…

I need to get used to this… somehow…

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POV - Vesaun

I parried the unexpected flying kick, noticing it at the final second. I returned with a quick one..two..one..two that Kershall avoided by simply swaying his head side to side. I went for a knee to his stomach, but my protégé intercepted it with his own knee and knocked me aside with a vicious backhand.

"Nice shot." I admitted, rubbing my right cheek.

Kershall smirked. "I've had a lot of threats around me, it was necessary that I honed my skills and increase my power level during the trips. Knowing that Genocilia has been overrun, I continued to work hard on the trip back as well." He explained.

I nodded. "Good, but you've become pretty much as strong as I, and I've also been working intensely preparing to not only win Genocilia back, but to defend this planet from the same threat."

"How can we be so sure that they'll even come?" A voice from behind called. It was Massa, he looked tired.

"We don't." I admitted.

"Better to stick around and train than to abandon our strongest allies in what could be their hour of need. Hopefully, I'll be able to convince Appule to accompany us on our little homecoming. He still has thoughts floating around about Arcos." Kershall revealed.

"What about money?" Massa inquired. "Appule still hasn't paid us a lousy credit!"

"He promised to repay us with our own personal Planet to rule… not money." Kershall reminded.

Massa bursted out laughing. "Right! As if a man without any Credits is going to just hand over some planets!"

"Silence." I commanded. Both of them promptly shut up.

"I don't think Appule has had the time on his hands to fulfill his promises; he's certainly strong enough to conquer planets by himself. You'll get your reward Massa, however, he probably won't be giving you anything unless you assist with his future intentions."

"Future intentions!? I thought we made a deal! A deal I didn't want to partake in!" He scoffed.

"Massa… quit acting like such a fool, the only person who has done his part of the deal is Kershall, we were unable to make it to Namek, we weren't present on Earth either, which means we haven't been of any service to him"

Massa stood silent, unable to find a flaw in my point. "You may get a chance if you accompany us when he attacks Arcos, he wants those damn Arcosions dead, extinct, to be honest. Right now he still has the Dragon balls on his mind though." Kershall informed.

"And the new threat?"

"Well yes, I'm sure he won't mind sticking around to train while we await the possibility of a Scanlon invasion."

I hope your right…

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POV - Stargazer

"My lord, everything is going according to plan… I have constructed a well concealed HQ here on Earth… they'll never find it."

"Good… all is prepared and ready for our arrival?" Lord Merciless asked.

"Yes my Lord."

"Superb, expect us in a few years."

I was taken aback by this, years!?

"Why!? I mean…" I settled my volume down before I wrote up my death sentence. "My lord… Is there something important I should know about?"

Merciless lazily leaned back into his seat on the other side of the screen. "We are currently divulging into some… special projects." He answered mysteriously.

Knowing better than to press him… I simply left it at that and went on to another question. "This project is keeping you on Namek?"

"No, we're aboard Contra's Flagship. These projects are going to take time, there are three suns nearby this planet… the process of gathering energy is much faster than with one… obviously." He explained, with his voice full of sarcasm.

I nodded. "Orders? I have nothing to do around here…" I complained.

Merciless chuckled. "I expected as much, scout the enemy… send us footage of them during their training."

"As you wish."

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POV - Appule

Staring at the rock mountain before me, I silently picked out a small point of rock, the size of a toothpick. I lunged fourth, plowing my foot into and reducing it to rubble; I then followed-up with several handsprings before jotting an elbow into another, this one shattered to bits upon impact.

Too easy. I thought. Guess I need to turn it up a few notches.

Forming small, mobile energy balls of my usual purple hue, I began rapidly firing them into the sky. I didn't bother to count them, there were that many.

Using my mind, I surrounded myself and homed them onto their designated target. Me.

The temptation to redirect them as they closed in was strong, but I forced myself to disregard it. What was so challenging about this? Using the mind to continuingly direct them at me, while dodging and deflecting them provided with quite a strenuous mental exercise; maintaining such a workout, was very difficult to do for long periods of time.

I deflected one, leaned back to avoid another, then ducked in order to allow two of the balls to collide. After swaying to the left, I managed to take advantage of a good angle and batted one of them into another which were so conveniently aligned.

Spinning around, I batted another one straight into the Earth.

Appule.

Upon hearing my name, I lost all of the focus I had going for me, and succumbed to the barrage of energy balls; The explosion consuming me entirely…

WHAT!? I irritably roared out of annoyance.

Did I interrupt something important?

I could feel a vein bulging at the peak of my head. Never mind. Just answer the question Namek.

Very well, come to the lookout, it is time.

I grunted a reply and placed two ringer tips on my head and zipped off using my handy Instant-Transmisson.

(Kami's Lookout)

As soon as I arrived I was smothered in a bunch of earthlings' thanks and gratitude. They were talking a million miles an hour and wouldn't SHUT UP.

Pushing through the crowd of imbeciles, I approached Kershall, who was standing with another mercenary that I recognized from the meeting so long ago…

Our eyes locked, neither willing to start the conversation, neither willing to make the first move in a chess match of pride.

Kershall mocked a cough to point out how ridiculous it was.

"Appule…" The mercenary regretfully managed.

"Massa…" I returned, still staring into the eyes of my most open critic.

It was true that we never did anything to hate each other; there was no grudge to be held. If anything… something to celebrate. Perhaps our pride was getting the better of us. Massa likely didn't want to verbally admit he was wrong about me, wrong about the idea of overthrowing Frieza, and he's probably worried that I don't intend to give him the planet I offered. After all, he wasn't on Namek, only Kershall was. It would make more sense to offer these Earthlings their own planet to rule…

But why was I so defensive suddenly? Were those bits of Vegeta's genes getting the better of me again? That damn Saiyan…

Whether it be my pride or Vegeta's pride… this is an unnecessary quarrel, and it must be stopped. I reached my right hand out, gesturing a handshake, which he hesitated to accept… but after a few seconds, it would appear our stupid squabble was put behind us.

"Quiet everyone…" Kami plead. It was at that moment I noticed another man, wearing Genocilian clothing, he looked to be some form of royalty. Was this the Arbiter I had heard so much about? No, certainly not… his power level pales in comparison to the Arbiter. Then who?

"That's Tyceon, our planet's Guardian." Kershall stated, as if expecting me ask.

I nodded, that seemed to make sense. He had protection of the Arbiter, he should've been more than fine. I perceived.

Guru managed to smile, he could barely walk, but this little event was more important than an elderly Namek's comfort zone… this could decide in depth, how much of a victory this whole battle really was.

"It has been an honor, my friend." Kami stated.

Guru let out a chuckle. "Please, do not be sad… you're making a noble sacrifice. You will not be forgotten, and besides, you aren't really going anywhere. You'll be with us all the time… in a way…"

"I know." Kami said, a tear starting to trickle down his cheek in spite of his smile.

"What the hell's going on?" Massa whispered.

"No clue…" Kershall admitted.

My eyes widened. "W-What if… they can't just merge the Dragon Balls? What if they have to merge bodies too?" I pondered quietly, so only they could hear.

They let out surprised grunts. But I had a feeling I was right…

"Let's not put it off any longer." Guru stated.

"Right." Kami agreed.

They both placed a hand on each other's chest, and began glowing. Energy trickled around their bodies erratically before in an explosion of power, only one Namek remained.

The smoke cleared to reveal Guru… alone.

"Mr. Popo."

Popo was crying like a baby as it hit him, Kami was gone, he would one day suffer of loneliness in the lookout once again.

Instead of Popo, Piccolo emerged. "What do you need?"

"Bring the Dragon Balls to me."

Piccolo complied, and returned shortly after… using telekinesis to carry fourteen magical Dragon Balls. All fourteen were glowing, and as Guru began to take control over them, they seemed to glow even brighter. The large ones I recognized as the Namekian set, I was shocked to say the least at the puny size of Earth's Dragon Balls.

All of the magical spheres began circling around each other in midair, energy continued to gather, and eventually, what began as spheres were beginning to change shape.

Now, formless splashes of orange, they seemed to find a partner as they returned to the original spherical shape within minutes… except, there were only 7 now. Strangely, combining orange with orange didn't make orange… The new spheres were red with orange stars… opposite of before for whatever unknown reason.

Guru fell on his ass, panting. A collection of humans including Bulma, along with Cargo rushed to him. Piccolo looked concerned. He raised a hand up. "I'm f-fine. Someone… summon the Dragon. Hurry!" He demanded.

An old Earth man that I hadn't seen before stated a few sentences about the mystical Dragon and suddenly… a powerful volt of golden energy flew out of the Dragon Balls. Taking a snake-like pattern in the sky, the Eternal Dragon raised, demanding someone to make five wishes. It was a green, scaly, being with antler-like parts on his head, and whiskers.

"Five!?" Kershall and I simultaneously blurted.

"Shenrunga! I wish for you to restore my youth!" Guru declared. Shenrunga's red eyes glowed brighter than before.

Guru's wrinkles faded away, and his old and discolored muscles returned to their youthful pinkish hue. His overall size remained; I assumed most of it was from obesity… who knows how long he's been unable to walk easily. Guru returned to his feet, his exhaustion seemed to have dissipated.

"Your wish has been granted."

"G-Guru? You're not the type to wish for something like that…"

"I didn't have a choice, Kami and I made a deal, and I had to honor it Piccolo." I noted that he said Piccolo instead of Nail… must be a result of Kami being in there somewhere.

"Why not use Kami's body?" The old man questioned.

"I wanted to, but Kami wanted to break Piccolo's link to the Dragon Balls. He passed on the link to Earth's balls to me last night. It's a precaution." He explained.

At this point, I was completely lost… What does any of this have to do with Piccolo? I wondered.

"HEY! Don't we have a bunch heroes to wish back!?" Bulma reminded them.

Guru smirked. "I believe we do."

They went on to spend the second wish on those who were lost fighting the Saiyans on Earth, followed by those killed by Frieza and his men on Namek. We took a brief intermission for me to use Instant transmission (With some guidance from King Kai once again) and bring everyone home. Well, almost everyone…

"Hey… where's Vegeta?" Goku wondered aloud.

Damn good question… I thought.

"Could he have survived?"

"No way… we saw him get blown up before Dende could heal him!" Piccolo objected.

"We can figure this out later…" Tyceon suggested, opening his mouth finally.

"Appule, go ahead… wish for something. You've earned it." Guru permitted.

This is it… "Sherunga! I wish for all the people of my home world who were slain because of my actions be revived!"

"It shall be done…" The Dragon's eyes glowed bright for what seemed like forever…

"Your wish has been granted…"

I did it… I DID IT! I defeated Frieza, got my revenge, and brought back all of those people! Now all I need is King Cold and Cooler's heads on my wall… I thought, smiling at my accomplishments. Victory sure could be sweet.

The others around me were saying things and "celebrating" but I ignored all of it… this was my moment. This is what drove me to do everything I have sought to do! Did I know I could actually bring them back? Of course not! But I somehow found a way!

My family no longer has to suffer through being deceased at my own fault! YES! The feeling I was experiencing was like none other I had felt in my entire life, it almost felt as good as beating the tar out of Frieza… it its own way of course.

"Name your fifth and final wish!" Shenrunga demanded of us.

Everyone had a collective debate on what to wish for… we considered wishing the Genocilians back, but Kershall and Tyceon shot that idea down, not knowing if the Scanlons were still there made it a no-no.

"Okay, we can either wish to know if Genocilia is being occupied by Scanlons, or try and find out the whereabouts of Vegeta." Krillin layed-out.

"I can easily find out about Genocilia on my own." Tyceon said.

"Very well, we all agree we need to find out about Vegeta then?" Piccolo asked, all but thrilled about the wish.

"How should we word it though?" the old man, apparently called Roshi asked.

"I'll take care of this one…" Guru decided. "Shenrunga, I wish for you to give me Vegeta's memories… dating back to when Frieza killed him."

"It shall be done…"

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POV - Honors

The door slid open, and Merciless walked through. "I take it Project Tesphas is going well?"

"Yes my Lord… He is now stable. I told you we could bring these pathetic organics back from the dead." I stated full of pride.

"Yes… we sure have come a long way over the years…" He agreed, eyeing the newly revived Saiyan.

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POV - Kershall

"H-He's… alive, but only briefly gained any consciousness, he was being tended to by Androids…" Guru said in confusion.

Massa and I exchanged an uneasy glance, then looked to Tyceon, who was equally worried.

A/N: There you have it! Shenrunga! Obviously it appears to be more like Shenron than Porunga… but boy does the power change… 5 wishes is pretty damn good ain't it? Lol

How will the universe be affected with Guru merged with Kami as Earth's guardian?

Btw, lil shoutout to Super Vegetarott cause he came up with the name for Shenrunga!