Chapter 33: A Warning From the Future
Goku rose back to his feet, looking over to find that Gon had already rushed over to him and began the healing process. As the Namekian's healing powers rushed over him, Goku felt relieved and energized, about ready to pounce and fly to the outlook when the others landed around him.
"What the hell just happened?!" Vegeta shouted, looking towards Scar who seemed the most calm out of everyone in the vicinity. Krillin landed next to Vegeta with a look of both surprise and frustration.
"Was that my disk he used, or did he make that himself?" Krillin wondered aloud, fists clenched. Scar shook his head and walked over to where the remaining parts of Cold's body were, kneeling down and sighing.
"I'll answer your questions, but right now this man is suffering." Scar explained, drawing his sword from its sheath. Cold didn't as much as look in Scar's direction, he was obviously in intense pain and suffering. "You were a worthy opponent." He said, plunging his sword into Cold's cranial region, finally killing him and ending his misery. Scar placed his foot on Cold's torso and pulled his sword out of the king's head, taking off his belt and wiping the blood from his blade.
Goku decided to stay with Scar for the moment to hear what he had to say, and turned to Gon when he had finally finished healing him.
"Thanks Gon, you saved my life." The Saiyan said, patting the child on the head. Gon smiled and shook his head.
"I am not the one to thank, I should have been here the whole time, but Piccolo took me here." The Namekian claimed, looking to the ground and kicking the dirt under his foot.
"Don't worry Gon, I never wanted you to be in danger, that's why I didn't bring you." Goku explained to the Namekian, kneeling down to his level "What did Piccolo do when he came to the lookout?" Gon looked back up to the Saiyan and opened his mouth for a moment, hesitating before finally revealing what had happened.
"He came out of nowhere" Gon said, turning his head to look at the others who were paying close attention to what the Namekian was saying "He asked Kami where the Dragon Balls were, Kami refused to say" Gon swallowed hard, turning back to Goku "Then Piccolo got angry and grabbed me, teleporting us here." The golden haired Saiyan pat Gon on the head and rose up to face his fellow warriors.
"He's going to wish back Gohan, we need to move." He claimed, about to take off when Scar spoke up.
"No, not yet Goku, I need to tell you all something first." The Saiyan looked over to the human, as did the others. "Piccolo isn't just going to wish for Gohan back, he's going to fuse with Kami and become stronger than anything you can imagine." All of the people in the area grew wide eyed, some of their jaws even dropped.
"Then we need to go, now!" Goku shouted, lifting up off the ground. Scar flew directly in front of him and blocked his path.
"It's necessary." The human explained, causing great confusion among the people who knew of Piccolo's evil deeds. Goku's eyed wandered to his comrades, none of whom knew what to do in this situation. He turned back to Scar and shook his head.
"Out of my way, Yamcha, I can't let Piccolo do that!" Goku shouted, attempting to fly around him. Scar used his advanced speed to block Goku's every attempt to pass him.
"You don't even know what I've come to tell you Goku!" Scar yelled out, arms outstretched to the side "You all need Piccolo to be at his best, he's the only hope for when the androids arrive!" Goku and the rest of the fighters became rather curious upon Scar's admission of androids.
"What do you mean, 'androids'?" Tien asked, flying up into the sky to be on the same level as Scar. Krillin, Vegeta, Trokar and Gon did the same.
"I'll explain later, after we're on the lookout" The scarred human said "for now I need to explain something to you, all of you." Krillin looked over to Goku, and then over to Tien, attempting to figure out if they had any idea of what was going on.
"What is it?" The small man finally asked.
"Yes, out with it!" Vegeta barked, throwing his arm to the side in his impatience.
"Piccolo has been training for the past year, and I mean a lot." Scar explained, turning to face the confused warriors "He's learned new techniques, rather than focusing purely on strength."
"So that means that the disk he threw…"
"Yes Krillin, he's learned how to use that technique himself, no doubt seeing how useful it is." Scar said, sending Krillin into a nervous breakdown.
"Oh no, no, shit!" Krillin shouted, putting both of his hands on his head in anger and frustration "Last time I used that technique Piccolo sliced me in half!"
"Calm down Krillin, we won't let that happen again!" Tien tried to reassure his friend, looking back over to Scar "We should get going, he's probably already in the process of finding the Dragon Balls." Goku nodded, looking over the faces of the fighters who were in the area.
"I'm going ahead; I'll meet you all at the lookout!" The Saiyan took off, leaving the others behind in a cloud of dust. Everyone stared in amazement at Goku's speed, all but Scar who took off in an instant. Vegeta, Tien, Krillin, Trokar and Gon all took off after the Saiyan and Scar, not nearly as fast as the two, but still able to reach the lookout in a few minutes time from their location.
"Hey Tien, think you can get Yamcha and the rest of Ginyu's boys to come to the lookout?" Krillin asked the three eyed human "I have a feeling we might be getting ourselves into some kind of battle royal." Tien nodded, focusing his mind of Yamcha's specific energy.
"We'll need a lot more than just Ginyu's lackeys and that fool Yamcha." Vegeta explained, "The Namek has gotten stronger, I don't even know if Kakarot can stop him now."
"You have no room to talk," Krillin said "You bowed down to Cold like you were his henchman!" The Saiyan prince scowled at the man's observation.
"A life of servitude under Cold would have been better than death." Vegeta shouted, "Watch your back, little man, or I'll kill you just like I should have when I came to this planet!" The Saiyan chuckled to himself and grinned at Krillin's fearful expression.
'Yamcha, can you hear me?' Tien asked, finally able to get a hold of Yamcha through his now well trained telekinesis.
'Tien?' Yamcha asked, slightly confused as no one had ever communicated directly with him using telekinesis 'Yeah, I'm here at Capsule Corp. with Bulma.' Tien heaved a sigh of relief upon hearing Yamcha's voice in his head.
'Great! Listen, we need you to gather Ginyu's men and meet us at the lookout as soon as possible, Piccolo is about to wish Gohan back.' Tien explained, looking over at Krillin and Vegeta briefly before focusing back on his telekinetic link.
'Uh, sorry, but Jeice and the others never got back to Capsule Corp., no one even knows where they are' Yamcha claimed, his voice seemingly distraught 'I've been looking ever since I got back, but I think they might have taken a ship and left.' Tien sighed and shook his head in disappointment, but regained his composure quickly.
'Doesn't matter, they weren't important.' The three eyed man said 'Get to the lookout as fast as you can, we'll meet you there.' Tien cut the telekinetic link between the two of them and focused his attention on sensing what was happening above him, as far as he could tell, Goku had already made it to the lookout…
As soon as the golden haired Saiyan approached the lookout, he noticed that Piccolo had already gathered all seven of the Dragon Balls. The dragon Shenron loomed over the lookout, and Kami was currently unconscious, along with Mr. Popo and what seemed to be the body of a dead, and horribly mangled, Saibamen. Piccolo was sitting on a nearby rock and was merely waiting for Goku's arrival.
"Don't do it Piccolo!" Goku screamed as he landed on the white, tiled floor of Kami's lookout "He's unstable, I don't know if we can stop him!" Piccolo merely chuckled, standing up from his sitting position and turning away.
"You're just afraid of what he's going to do to you, Goku." The Saiyan's aura flared up in anger, he lifted one of his arms up and pointed it towards the Namekian, charging a small ki attack.
"Don't make me kill you, Piccolo, I'll do it if I have to!" Goku shouted, his ki attack nearly complete.
"Don't make me laugh." The Namekian mocked, turning his head to face his nemesis "You think that I'm stupid enough to believe that you would kill me and forgo the only option you have to save your son? Do you think I'm an idiot Goku?" Piccolo questioned, smirking at Goku's obviously conflicted facial expression. "And besides, you couldn't kill me even if you tried."
Scar landed near Goku just a moment after their exchange "No, don't do anything stupid Goku!" He shouted, throwing his hand to the side in emphasis "We need Piccolo alive, as well as Gohan!" Goku's breathing became more and more erratic as his mind attempted to make sense of every single outcome of his actions. On one hand, he had to protect Earth at any cost, and on the other, he desperately wished to see his son returned to normal. His breathing returned to normal as soon as his decision had been made.
Eyes now calm and collected, Goku kept his arm raised at Piccolo. "No, I can't let you do this, even if it means that Gohan stays dead." Scar immediately placed himself in-between Goku and Piccolo, arms outstretched defiantly.
"Goku, if you do this, you'll have to go through me." Scar threatened, his face in a horrible scowl. Goku brushed off Scar's threat and shook his head.
"I don't care, I've made up my mind, and I can't let Piccolo destroy the planet!" Goku shouted, looking directly at Scar.
"You're letting your emotions get to you Goku, Piccolo doesn't want to destroy the planet, he wants to rule it!" The human explained, attempting to calm the super Saiyan down "You need to calm yourself; Gohan can still be a vital part of the future if you let him." Goku sighed and slowly lowered his arm, his golden aura shut completely off, and his hair changed into its normal black color. Scar eased himself slightly, nodding at Goku in approval.
A loud clapping noise startled the both of them, and they turned their heads to see that Piccolo was the culprit.
"Bravo, Goku, I didn't think you had it in you." As his hands collided to make a final clap, the corner of his mouth formed into a smug smirk "I think that it's time we brought back an old friend, wouldn't you say?" Just as Piccolo turned to face the irritated and impatient Shenron, four fighters touched down on Kami's lookout, all of them with the intention of fighting Piccolo if they had to.
"Scar, Goku, stop him!" Krillin shouted, charging a destructo disk in his hands. He ceased his attack when he saw that Goku was shaking his head in disproval. "What the hell is going on?" He asked, the others wondering exactly the same thing.
"Excellent, you're all here to witness Gohan's resurrection!" Piccolo shouted, lifting his arms up to the sky "Shenron, bring Gohan back to life, right here on the lookout!"
Shenron's eyes began to glow red, and soon thereafter, a small body of a Saiyan child was seen, unconscious on the ground for a moment. "YOUR WISH HAS BEEN GRANTED." Shenron claimed, his body shooting up into the sky along with the Dragon balls, all of which shot and scattered across the world to be found once again.
Everyone but Scar and Piccolo's hearts sunk, there before them lay the child whom killed Frieza, and was quite possibly the most unstable killing machine of all time. As his eyes began to slowly flutter open, all of the fighters, Piccolo included, shot back in surprise.
"P-piccolo?" Gohan asked upon seeing his master for the first time in over a year and a half. The Namekian knelt down and nodded, smiling in a rather evil manner.
"That's right kid, you're back." Gohan raised himself up slightly using his arms, looking around at all of the familiar, and some not so familiar, faces. Trokar rushed up to the boy and smiled; finally able to see the person for whom he had trained so hard.
"Gohan!" Trokar shouted, making the boy smile as he lifted himself to his feet. The smile quickly disappeared upon seeing Goku's face, and all of the emotion that he had inside of him turned to anger and hate.
"Goku, why are you here?!" Gohan growled, causing his father to wince in sadness.
"Interesting question, Gohan." Piccolo said, looking directly at Scar. "Tell me, Yamcha, why are you here?" Everyone's attention was then drawn to the current timeline's Yamcha, who had just landed on the lookout with Bulma in his arms, immensely surprised that Gohan had already been brought back.
"Excellent question, Piccolo, one that I plan to answer now that everyone is here." Scar said, walking up next to Piccolo and crossing his arms, looking out to all of the confused faces around him. Piccolo himself merely chuckled at Scar's insolence, thinking that he could stand next the great Demon King was a mistake, but he would let it slide if he had a good reason for why he was here.
"This had better be worth my time; otherwise I'll kill you right now." Piccolo warned, turning to his pupil and giving him a threatening look "Only attack if I give the word, understood?" Gohan nodded and turned his attention to Scar, as did the rest of the group.
Scar sighed and looked at each and every one of the fighter's faces, recognizing each of them for how he used to know them, and how they all died. He didn't plan on explaining to them the exact circumstances of their deaths, but he desperately needed to explain why he had come back in the first place, and why all of them needed to get along to fight this new threat.
He took in a deep breath and heaved out a loud sigh "There's a threat that I don't think anyone here is prepared for." All of the people at the lookout exchanged concerned glances at one another, with Krillin blurting out what he had heard Scar say earlier.
"You mean the androids right?" The bald man asked. Scar nodded and was about to speak when Bulma decided to chime in.
"Like the androids that the Red Ribbon Army used to create?" She questioned, causing Scar to smile and chuckle lightly.
"Astute as ever Bulma." He complimented, turning his attention back to the group as a whole "It's just as Bulma said, Dr. Gero of the Red Ribbon Army created two androids in my timeline." Scar began to pace slowly "They showed up about 3 years from now, the time spent between those years was running from Piccolo and Gohan." The Namekian smirked upon hearing this, reveling in his own ego "However, once the androids were released, no one could stop them."
"What do you mean by that?" Krillin asked, looking around at everyone's concerned faces "Does that mean we all died?"
"Obviously not Krillin, if Scar is Yamcha from the future then someone had to have lived!" Bulma shouted back to Krillin, who nervously chuckled and apologized.
"Bulma is right, as always." Scar said, sighing and shaking his head "Although some of you did die before the androids even showed up as well."
"So who was left?" Tien asked curiously, wondering if he was able to escape the androids.
Scar looked over to Tien and shook his head "It doesn't matter, what matters is that everyone but me is dead. Everyone." All of the people on the lookout wore shocked expressions; even the usually calm and collected Piccolo had a look of concern on his face. "Piccolo was the only one able to put up a fight, but even he couldn't fight both of the androids at once, not with their unlimited stamina."
"Are you serious?" Yamcha asked, his fists clenched together "How can we fight something that never gets tired?"
Scar nodded at his past counterpart and lookup up to the blue sky, shaking his head and sighing. "I don't know, none of us ever did any serious damage." Scar looked over to Piccolo, who had a very concerned and thought filled look upon his face "I've been fighting them for seventeen years and the most damage I've been able to do is superficial scratches."
"Then how were you able to get away from them?" Bulma questioned, "If they had unlimited stamina they could have chased you forever." Scar nodded in acknowledgment of Bulma's words.
"They sense power in the same way we do, so if we mask our powers, they can't find us." 'Future' Yamcha claimed, "And along with that, I was able to modify the Kaio-Ken technique to multiply certain aspects of my powers, like my speed, strength, things like that." Those on the lookout who knew the Kaio-Ken were amazed, and every single user of the technique wished to learn this sort of mastery.
"Are you serious?!" Tien shouted, "If you teach this to people like Yamcha, Krillin and I, we could actually stand a chance!"
"There's a drawback Tien." Scar started to explain, walking over to a nearby rock and resting himself on it "If you use the Kaio-Ken to multiply only a specific aspect of your power, then the rest of your power is lowered to what it would only normally be able to do without the Kaio-Ken." He shook his head in disappointment for himself "I haven't been able to find a way to combine a multiplier of strength and speed at different levels yet."
Tien looked over at Yamcha and Krillin, then back to Scar "That doesn't matter; it would still help us tremendously." Both of the other Kaio-Ken users nodded in agreement. Scar sighed and nodded as well.
"You're right, I'll be sticking around here until the androids show up anyway, I have nothing to go back to." Scar rested his arms on his legs and lowered his head to stare at the ground. Bulma looked away for a moment before taking a step forward.
"Does that mean…?" She paused, not wanting to say what was on her mind.
"Yes, Bulma." Scar admitted, looking back up at the past incarnation of the woman he loved so much "You died not long after making the time machine." The blue haired woman let loose a single tear for the tragic warrior, who shook his head at her and lowered his head back towards the ground. "I couldn't protect her, but I came back to protect you." He said, lifting himself from the rock and looking back up to all of his old friends "For all of you."
Piccolo, who had been silent throughout Scar's explanations, thinking about the best way to go about this precarious situation, suddenly spoke up. "Interesting story, but how am I suppose to believe you?" The Namekian asked, noticing that Gon had finally arrived on the lookout with a terribly exhausted expression across his face. Scar was about to speak, but he closed his mouth and shook his head.
"No words will convince you will they Piccolo?" Scar asked, reaching into his belt and pulling out a small bag filled something yet to be seen.
"What is that?" Krillin wondered aloud.
"This, Krillin, is what I've collected from the past 20 years of my friend's deaths." Scar explained, opening the small sack and digging his hand through it. "I've gone back to where each and every one of you died, and picked something up that was meaningful to you from your bodies." Everyone looked around at one another wondering what Scar would pull out first. As his hand lifted, the others could see that Scar was holding a shredded white glove, one that immediately caught the attention of a certain Saiyan.
"I-is that…?" Vegeta quietly wondered, Scar nodded and threw the glove to the Saiyan prince.
"It's yours Vegeta; you fought to the bitter end." Scar said, filling the Saiyan's heart with both pride and anger. Vegeta seemed to be speechless, so Scar began to go through the sack once more.
"Wait, tell me something." Vegeta asked, causing everyone's attention to turn to the Saiyan. "Was I ever able to attain the form that Kakarot uses?" Scar said nothing, and only shook his head. Vegeta felt despair, he shook his head and remained silently thoughtful, gripping his glove tightly as Scar began to dig out his next item. From his pouch he pulled out an orange piece of cloth with a familiar looking symbol on it, one that everyone who had worn the symbol before could easily recognize. Krillin walked forward very slowly, reaching up and pulling the cloth gently from Scar's hands.
"This is mine, isn't it?" Krillin wondered, looking over the symbol carefully. He put it over the symbol he was wearing on his chest, and the answer became obvious. "Of course it's mine…" Scar rest his hand on the bald man's shoulder, easing the freight that overtook him.
"Don't worry Krillin, this is why I've come." Scar assured his old friend, taking the cloth back and placing it in the pouch as Krillin took his place next to his fellow warriors. Scar looked up and Goku and then at Tien, placing the pouch on the rock next to him. "From both of you I took a piece of clothing." Scar lifted his leg and placed his boot down on the rock, right next to where he had placed the pouch and looked over to Goku once more."These are yours, Goku."
The Saiyan nodded and sighed "I know." Scar nodded back at his old friend and turned his attention to Tien, lowering his leg back to the ground and taking off his red belt.
"This is yours Tien, the belt you're wearing right now is one and the same with the one I'm holding." Scar said, walking slowly towards his old comrade and placing the belt in his hands. Tien looked down at his own bet and back to the one he was holding, nodding in confirmation.
"It is, I don't know what to say…" Tien sighed, placing the belt back into Scar's hands. Scar wrapped the belt around him and tied it into place, lifting the bag back up and opening it to take out one final piece that he knew would force Piccolo to believe his story.
After looking for a moment, Scar placed his fingers on the item and looked up at Piccolo. "Tell me, Piccolo, does this look familiar?" He quickly pulled out Piccolo's signature turban and threw it to the ground. The Namekian looked up at Scar and chuckled.
"I've had many of those; some have been destroyed, what makes you think that this is irrefutable evidence?" Piccolo countered, crossing his arms and shaking his head.
"It's not the turban itself, look inside." Scar asked of the Namekian. Piccolo complied, kneeling down and lifting the turban off the ground. As he turned it around, his face seemed to be one of puzzlement and horror.
"These are my-"
"Teeth? Yes, razor sharp, they were the only thing I could take off your body that I could say for sure was yours." Disgusted, Piccolo threw the turban to the ground and turned his body to face Gohan.
"Come on, Gohan, were leaving." He ordered. His pupil nodded, getting ready to fly away before Scar stopped them.
"Wait! I haven't even told you the most important thing about the androids!" Scar shouted, causing both Piccolo and Gohan to turn and face Yamcha's future counterpart. "Amenbo island, three years from now, be there if you don't want this planet to be turned into a wasteland."
Piccolo chuckled "And you think that it would be much different if I were in charge?" He took off immediately, followed closely by Gohan and Trokar. Scar sighed and looked back over to his former friends; however his attention was caught by a now conscious Kami.
The old Namekian lifted himself to his feet and was greeted by Gon, who picked up Kami's staff and handed it to him.
"I've been awake this whole time, and I've heard everything." Kami explained, relying on his cane for support more than usual. "Piccolo came here and ordered me to hand the Dragon Balls to him." Kami looked over to the dead Saibamen and sighed, shaking his head in sadness and disappointment as Gon began the healing process on Mr. Popo. "This Saibamen- my friend, Gorth, attacked Piccolo when he struck me, and was killed by Piccolo shortly after." Kami returned his attention to the horrified faces of the people on the lookout. "Listen to me, my friends, my time is short."
"What?! Don't say that Kami!" Krillin shouted, causing Tien, Yamcha and Goku to nod in agreement.
"You don't understand, Krillin." Kami said, finding a nearby chair to sit on. "Piccolo has found a way to forcibly rejoin us and multiply his power."
"No, how can that be?!" Yamcha shouted, looking over to Scar. "Did you know this?" Scar nodded and looked towards the guardian of Earth.
"It's necessary, we need Piccolo to fight against the androids." Scar claimed, hoping that Kami would agree with him.
"I was thinking about having one of you end my life, but hearing Scar's words of the impending danger…" The old Namekian sighed and looked up to the sky, a single tear falling from his eye "He will be here tonight, and I don't want any of you to interfere."
"But what about Gon?" Goku asked Kami, who looked at the small Namekian next to him. Gon wore a worried and sad expression, but Kami smiled and placed a hand on his head.
"The boy is a remarkable learner, and although he still has much to learn, he is ready to take control of Shenron." Kami said, looking back towards the rest of the people. "I shall transfer ownership of the title of guardian of Earth to him after the rest of you have left, do not worry; the Dragon Balls will not be disappearing with my inevitable absorption." Gon broke down in tears and embraced Kami, who placed his arms around Gon to reassure him that everything would be alright.
Scar nodded and tucked his pouch away in his belt after acquiring all of his sentimental items, sans Vegeta's glove. "You all have a major advantage that we lacked in my timeline." Scar said, turning everyone's attention back to him "Piccolo is now going to be training to defeat the androids, so he won't be hunting you down like he did in my time. This gives you all more time to train, more time to figure out a way to stop Piccolo if he ever gets out of hand." He turned his attention to Yamcha, Krillin and Tien specifically "If the three of you truly want to train under me, I have no problem with that. Meet me at Capsule Corp. in a week from today, I still have some things to sort out before I can begin to do anything." The three humans nodded, acknowledging that they did indeed wish to be trained to further master the Kaio-Ken technique. "I imaging that all of you have some questions, I can answer some of them, but others I would like to leave alone."
"I have one." Yamcha said, crossing his arms "That sword, is that the one that I-" He stopped himself for a moment and tilted his head with a puzzled look on his face "we… used to use?" Scar nodded, sliding the sword out from its sheath and waving it around slowly for everyone to see.
"This is the sword we used to use when we were a desert bandit." 'Future' Yamcha claimed, sliding it back into its sheath "Bulma modified it to be able to withstand powerful attacks; it's saved my ass more times that I care to remember." A brief silence took over the lookout before another person took to feeding their curiosity.
"What do the androids look like?" Tien wondered, trying to visualize them in his mind.
"Excellent question. One is male with blue pants, black shirt and an orange handkerchief tied around his neck. He has medium long black hair and has a cocky attitude." Scar explained, pointing to the large scar across his eye "He gave me this little scratch, now I can't open my left eye anymore." He sighed and turned around, facing away from the crowd of people "The other is a girl, she has medium long blonde hair, wears a denim jacket with a black shirt, mini skirt and leggings." Scar turned to face the crowd, lowering the neckline on his gi to better show the scar on his chest "She might be pretty, but she's just as sadistic as her brother. This is what she did to me." He said, releasing his hand from his gi and shaking his head "I almost died from that one; we had run out of senzu beans by then."
After that, the area went silent again. No one knew exactly what to ask, but they did have many questions.
"Something I forgot to mention." Scar said, pointing his finger toward the sky "We can't sense these androids, their energy signal is untraceable."
"Untraceable?" Goku blurted out, "we've all been trained to fight using our sensing abilities; fighting using our eyes is going to be difficult to adjust to." Scar nodded at Goku's observation.
"You're right; it was difficult to adjust to for all of us, which is why we were no match for them." Scar explained, "Everyone was so focused on finding an energy signal that they completely neglected to scope out the area using sight. I've been fighting against the androids for so long that the fight with Cold was especially difficult, as I was trying to relearn how to use my sensing ability to find his ki signature."
"So what you're saying is that we should try using our eyes instead of using our senses?" Tien asked, "That's like saying that we should relearn what we had to unlearn when we started to train to become martial artists!"
"I know it sounds ridiculous, but I'm just saying that you should rely on sight more than you do now." Scar proclaimed "Otherwise the androids will take advantage of you." The others half heartedly nodded, acknowledging Scar's advice as legitimate. Bulma seemed to be contemplating something in the background, her facial expression was one of both concern and wonder, and Scar could tell just by looking at her what her question would be. "Bulma, you're wondering if I can help you rebuild a time machine aren't you?" He asked, causing the blue haired woman to divert her attention to Scar. She nodded.
"I don't know how I did it in the future, but if I could do it then, then I know I'm capable of it now." She said, brushing her bangs back with her fingers "This could be the greatest scientific breakthrough of all time!" Scar merely shook his head from side to side.
"I have no idea how she did it, and even if I did I don't think I'd tell anyone how." Bulma's face went from one of curiosity to one of confusion and surprise.
"I… I suppose I understand why you wouldn't want to but…" Bulma shook her head and sighed "Right, I'm sorry I asked." She apologized, turning to the current Yamcha "We should be getting back to Capsule Corp., it's getting late." Yamcha nodded and looked back at his future counterpart, who merely nodded back before Yamcha sped off into the distance with Bulma.
The sun was almost ready to set, Bulma was right when she said it was getting late, and most of the people on the lookout wanted to call it a day. Tien and Krillin left the lookout soon after Yamcha, saying their farewells to Scar and Goku, hoping to see them soon. Scar reminded them to meet him at Capsule Corp. a week from the day, and they promised not to forget. After they had left, only Scar, Goku, Vegeta, Gon and Kami remained. Mr. Popo had been healed by Gon and was sent into the lookout to prepare for the ritual to transfer ownership of the Dragon Balls, and to also transfer ownership of the title "Guardian of Earth" to Gon, who was very saddened and anxious at this sudden turn of events.
Vegeta still stood in the place where he had witnessed the truth of what had happened to him in the future, his pride wouldn't allow him to accept that he had died at the hands of a machine, and yet he was still proud of himself for fighting until the end. Ever since he had arrived with Nappa on Earth about two years ago, he had been a shell of who he once was. The proud and powerful prince of all Saiyans had turned into nothing but a joke, a feeble warrior who even a lowly human could conquer, and his pride was screaming from within that he could do better. For the past year and a half he had trained by himself to attain the level of power that Goku had now, but he was nowhere near him, and after all this time he had finally figured out what held him back so long. He had to accept that he could never be the best, but he could now accept that he could be better, and he had to start by accepting help from others. He knew that Goku had trained in a gravity chamber before but he had initially refused the idea of going anywhere near Capsule Corp. because of Ginyu. Now that Ginyu was out of the picture, Vegeta thought that perhaps it was time to get a little help from the blue haired woman and her father.
He didn't like the idea of accepting help from them, but he also hated himself for his pathetic display with Cold earlier that day. Bowing down before the tyrant who birthed a son who annihilated his race, it was pathetic and he knew it. It was when he had learned of his ultimate fate did the Saiyan prince finally know that he was better than what Frieza had pegged him as all of these years. He wasn't just a lowly warrior who could be used and abused, he was a proud Saiyan Prince, and he could now take solace in the fact that even when the odds were completely against him, he didn't run, he fought and died like a true Saiyan warrior. All of these feelings coalesced inside of Vegeta rather quickly, filling him with an intense feeling of hope that he had never felt before. He truly wanted to surpass everyone on this planet; Kakarot, Piccolo, Gohan, everyone would bow to him before this was all over, and he would prove to them his superiority by being who he was suppose to be all along, a super Saiyan.
He hadn't wanted to admit it, but the legends of super Saiyans that he had heard seemed to be shattered when Goku had transformed into the golden state he used to fight against Cold, and now that there were two people who could use the form, he knew that he could somehow access it if he tried hard enough. Once he would be able to transform into the form that he had seen Goku use, he knew that no mere machine could overcome the sheer power and strategy that Vegeta would come up with. As Goku and Scar were exchanging some words about what happened in his future, Vegeta decided that he had better get started on his plans as soon as possible.
"You, the one from the future" Vegeta said, pointing towards Scar. The human turned his attention away from Goku and turned to the Saiyan prince, who smirked back at Scar "I really must thank you, before you came along I felt pathetically weak. I now have purpose." He lowered his arm and turned his head to look at Goku, who stared back at his fellow Saiyan "Watch out Kakarot, once I am able to become a super Saiyan, I'll defeat you just like I had two years ago." Vegeta's aura flared up, he smirked back at the two of them once more before placing his torn glove in his pocket, blasting off to the Capsule Corp. building.
Scar nodded and turned his attention towards Goku once more. He sighed and shook his head "There are a lot of things better left unsaid Goku, but I think you deserve to hear some of those things." Scar turned to look at Kami and Gon before turning back to Goku "Promise me that you won't tell anyone the things that I'm about to tell you, especially Yamcha and Bulma." The Saiyan turned his head to look at Kami and Gon as well, both of whom were discussing something pertaining to being the guardian of Earth. He nodded and turned his head back towards Scar.
"I want to know everything, everything that you can tell me." Goku requested "If any of it can help against these androids, then I want to hear it." Scar nodded and sat down on a nearby rock.
"It's not just to help against the androids, Goku." Scar said, letting out a troubled sigh "I needed to tell someone about this, otherwise it would kill me… I'll start at the beginning, right after the Piccolo came and killed Cold." Scar cleared his throat and looked up at Goku's face "But before I do that, I need to tell you something."
Goku said nothing, and prepared to listen to Scar's tale.
"I had a son, Goku." A tear formed in the corner of Scar's eye as he attempted to tell his old friend of his former offspring. Goku's mouth slowly creaked open; by his facial expression Scar could tell that he was both confused and saddened at the same time. Scar lowered his head, shaking it from side to side as a tear drop fell from his face to the tile floor of Kami's lookout. "He died when he was thirteen…"
Next chapter – The History of Yamcha! The tale of Scar will be told, what happened to the Z fighters after Piccolo defeated Cold? How was Scar able to escape from both the androids and Piccolo for 20 years? Find out next time on Piccolo's Choice!
Written By: Saucemonkey