Goku and Krillin dodged several coming from the ground and air while on the Kintoun.

"Hang on!" Goku shouted.

"I don't have any other options!" Krillin screamed.

They zipped through the growing storm of missiles, bullets, and flames that attempted to shoot them down.

"Goku! Behind us!" Krillin shouted in alarm, pointing Goku to a plane split into two pieces hurtling towards them. They dodged out of the way. "Phew, close one, right Goku?" Krillin turned to see Goku but noticed he wasn't moving. Krillin shook Goku but saw his eyes glaze over. Krillin followed his gaze to the full moon peering through the restless cloud cover. Krillin could have sworn he heard the deep drum of a heartbeat.

"Goku?" Krillin asked. But before either could respond, the Kintoun crashed into the interior of the castle. They sailed across the air into a wall, the force and shock of the impact knocked Goku out of his trance.

"Where?" Goku muttered absentmindedly.

"Goku, we crashed into the castle!" Krillin whispered.

"Huh!? Really?! What happened?"

"You were looking at the moon, then you got really quiet and stopped moving!"

"Really?" Goku was confused, "I don't remember any of that, maybe that's why Grandpa told me not to look at the moon."

Krillin nodded. "Yeah! So let's be careful!"

They made their way through the castle, it seemed that they crashed into one of the towers, but as they made their way down, the building was eerily quiet.

"It's too quiet!" Krillin blurted out suddenly.

"Shhh!" Goku held a finger to his lips. "I hear something…"

Soft giggles and the soft pattering of feet echoed throughout the room. They traced the sound to a single foot peeking from behind a door.

"Th-that… f-f-foot…" Krillin trembled. The foot was a pale, translucent glowing blue, and despite looking like a dainty foot, it also had the bones visible, as if looking through an X-Ray. "G-g-g-ghost!" Krillin backed up in fear.

Goku prepared his staff, but the foot disappeared behind the door. "Hey! Who are you?" Goku chased after the figure.

"Goku!" Krillin ran after him.

Bursting through the door, Goku spied a long hallway. At the end of the hallway stood a handsome man with light purple skin and deep red eyes. His hair ended in spikes to the side, almost resembling Goku's, giving him a bat-like head shape, and his spiky ears were hidden slightly behind large sideburns. He wore a clean dress suit with a red bow tie and had clean white pants and dark brown loafers. He smirked pleasantly at Goku and Krillin.

"I welcome you mortals to my castle." He bowed, "I do apologize for the rough entrance, it's not every day my people receive uninvited guests."

"Yeah…" Krillin looked at the man suspiciously. "We were just leaving, right Goku?"

"Where's the Sleeping Princess? We're here to save her!"

The man laughed. "Oh? You're here to rescue the Princess?" He gave a good-natured smile. "How kind of you! I have been trying to save her myself, perhaps two strapping heroes such as yourself can save her."

Goku smiled, "you're trying to help her too? Let's help you old man!"

"Goku!" Krillin shouted, "he doesn't look that old, besides, I don't trust how he looks!"

The man looked hurt, "my word, you judge me on the color of my skin?"

"N-n-no!" Krillin stammered.

"Wow, Krillin! I didn't know you'd be like that!" Goku looked disappointed.

"What!" Krillin looked mad. "No I didn't mean-"

"For shame…" the man shook his head, "fine, if you don't want to help me, leave my castle." He snapped his finger, and appearing at his side, a massive bulky figure with red scaly skin and two massive, demonic horns on his head. He stated at Krillin with cruel, yellow eyes, and grinned with a wide mouth, two fangs jutting out of his lips. "This is my assistant, Ghastel, he will escort you out, unless you are so racist that you'd even refuse his help to leave!"

"No… fine!" Krillin turned to the being, who was obviously a demon to him. "Fine, take me out of the castle!" He was simply angry at Goku's naivety, and he turned to Goku, "don't come crying to me when this blows up all in your face!" He turns around and walked off. Goku simply blew raspberries at him and followed after the smiling blue-skinned man.

…

"Oh thank god! She's alright!" Yamcha landed and ran up to Bulma.

"Yaamchaa!" Bulma ran into Yamcha's arms and nuzzled against his chest, causing the black-haired young man to blush.

Bulma turned to Jazz, "we have a ton of things to catch up on, but right now we have to get out of this island! Turn into a boat or something!"

Jazz shook his head, "sorry, shapeshifting for me has a thirty-minute cooldown."

"What!? But even Oolong has only 5 minutes!"

"I can be transformed for 3 hours at a time." Jazz replied.

"Are you really going to the Academy?" Puar asked excitedly.

"Yup." Jazz nodded, "I'm being taught by Warrick and Ebi."

"Wow! Those are for the advanced students who already knew transformation before they came to school!" Puar was excited, "though I still think Miss Pongitsune is the best!"

Oolong had a dirty grin on his face. "I remember Miss Pongitsune."

"You Lecher!" Puar turned into a fly swatter.

"Ow! Why you!-" Oolong was cut off by Bulma.

"Shut up you two, we have to find a way off the island, my detector is busted, so all we can do is try to find Goku, at the very least, let's head towards that castle, maybe we'll find Goku there."

Oolong gulped, "you want us to go towards that castle?" He paused, "you guys are crazy, I'm leaving!" He turned to flee, only to see some of the monsters rise from the ocean. "You know what, anywhere but here seems like a fun idea!"

The monsters laughed and charged towards the group. Yamcha got ready to strike at them, but Jazz leaped forward, "WABOWABOBOBO!" He threw out a flame thrower and launched a gigantic conflagration, which generated a wall of fire, blocking the monster's advancement. "Run!" He led the group towards the base of the mountain, he launched blasts of "flame from the flame-thrower" whenever a horde of monsters got too close.

"What's with that stupid catchphrase?!" Bulma snapped.

"It makes me feel brave!" Jazz replied. The monsters giggled at his words.

"Well, I'd love to have some of that bravery right now!" Oolong screamed.

Yamcha spied a trail of golden light quickly fading, "there! towards the castle! Goku's Nimbus!"

They reached the top of the castle, with Jazz using the "flamethrower" with reckless abandon, every time the enemies surged forward, he'd fire the weapon, and every time he fired, they leaped back. By this point, only one or two would be burnt badly by his onslaught. He had tricked them twice before, pretending to be "out of fuel", but by now they were as cautious as possible. The group made their way to the castle gates.

"Wait!" Bulma shouted, "what if the castle is as dangerous? What if it's worse!?" Jazz continued firing off the flame thrower, but given how long he was at it, and the tension and exhaustion on his face, Bulma knew Jazz was running out of fuel.

"I'll be fine!" Jazz shouted, "Yamcha! You have a ton of capsules, right? Just find a place to hide or use a capsule or something."

Yamcha nodded, "Goku's somewhere in that castle, we can probably help him, and he can help us. Can you hold on Jazz?" Jazz nodded.

"Of course, I can last all night." Jazz roared out in fury, "WABOWABOBOBO!" Another spurt of flame burst out. "Get inside! I'll be alright!"

Yamcha grimly nodded and led the group into the castle.

Jazz fired out 3 more shots, then yelped as the flame thrower melted. He tossed the slag away to the side. He shouted at the monsters, which laughed at him nastily.

"Hehehehe! He ran out!"

"Catch him!"

"Kill him!"

"Make him hurt!"

Jazz ran back towards the castle interior, he found his way to the center of a grand main hall, hundreds of the monsters poured in, clambering over each other to grab at Jazz. Jazz cupped his hands together.

"Hahahaha! Is he praying?"

Before their eyes, Jazz's muscles bulked up. "WABOWABOBOBO…" flames began to wrap around his body, the flames coalesced around a purple and blue ki ball that appeared in his hands. "KAMEHAMEHA!" A blast made of ki and fire rushed forward, blasting and burning the enemy before him.

"Yeah. I'm praying and apologizing to God for sending him such garbage." He flipped off the monsters, and threw down a capsule, summoning a sword.

Jazz gasped in exhaustion as the onslaught of surviving enemies rushed forward. "Alright fuckers! I'll take you on!" He got himself ready to fight, ready to block as many of the enemies as possible.

…

"Watch your head!"

Jazz ducked immediately as a whip of water swept through the battlefield, decapitating several of the monsters. He turned to see Ebi Mizu. His face twisted into a grin, "thanks for the save Ebizu."

"What did you call me?" She growled. She then scoffed, "I don't have time for this…" she unleashed a deluge of water, drowning and pushing back more of the monsters. "Look, leave the ogre demons to us!"

"Us?" Before Jazz could get his question answered, a silver streak flashed through the sky before slashing through a dozen demons at once, armor and all.

Warrick, in his full werewolf glory, howled in the moonlight and turned towards Jazz, his eyes twinkled in a spectral silver color as he growled. "We have things here, go rescue your friends…" A demon, seeking to take advantage of his lapse in judgment, aimed a bazooka at him, the creature screamed, collapsing as from behind, Jorge the Kappa pulled a dagger out, he was dressed in ninja attire and seemed to dissolve into the water, rematerializing almost instantly behind another demon.

Across the hall, the Banshee teacher screamed towards dozens of demons, causing them to fall to their knees. Further away, Pondanuki, in the form of a giant robot panda samurai twirled around a massive wrecking ball while Pongitsune sang on his shoulder. She looked a little different, her normally red hair was snow white and she now had 8 tails sprouting from her back. Any demons that heard her voice for too long slowed down and eventually fell unconscious. She would then throw magic, dyeing them pink. "Don't hurt the ones I've marked!" She shouted, and for the most part, the other teachers listened. Jazz watched them work with great interest, then was rattled by a violent shake, he turned to see Warrick, who roared at him.

"We told you, rescue your friends, half the demons already rushed to the other side of the castle!"

Jazz nodded, and turned to run, he looked back however one more time, and shouted out, "THANKS!"

No one answered him.

…

Bulma, Yamcha, Puar, and Oolong tried their best to sneak through the castle, but eventually, they were caught.

"What do we do with them?" One demon growled.

"Why don't we skin them and eat them?" Another yipped.

"How about we make them dance naked on fire, and the one who dances the longest gets to live!" They all laugh.

Yamcha growled, "cowards! You wouldn't act this way if there was only one of you!"

The demons all turned, then laughed.

"Pfft. this mortal thinks he's tough, he thinks he can win?"

"He's just scared, he's a loser and a liar, all mortals are."

"That's why we follow boss! Boss will show us the way!"

Yamcha glared at the demons. "Come on then! You think you're so tough? I'll take you all on!"

"Hehehehe…" One of the demons, a bigger being that stood a head higher than Yamcha, smirked. The demons stepped forward and tossed away their weapons. "Alright, I, Thermo, will play with you."

Yamcha bowed lightly to the demon, who smacked him as a surprise attack. "You looked away!" He charged forward, unleashing a flurry of blows unto the former bandit.

Yamcha took 5 blows before he was able to start blocking attacks, causing Bulma to scream.

"Why you!" Yamcha took a wild swing, which the demon easily avoided, but before the demon could retaliate, Yamcha leaped forward, kneeing the demon in the face.

"Arrgh!" The demon screamed.

"You might be bigger than me, but I spent nearly a decade since my old man kicked me out in the desert! I did what it took to survive, and made a name for myself!" He rushed forward and attacked the demon with a flurry of kicks, punches, and strikes.

The demon failed to block more attacks as the short fight progressed and eventually was overwhelmed to the point of being blown back. Yamcha rushed forward to finish off the demon when another screamed at him.

"Don't make any more movements!" The demon roared.

Yamcha turned to glare at the demon, who pointed an assault rifle at Bulma's head. "You bastards!" He shouted.

"Hahahaha!" The demons all laughed.

"Softy, softy!"

"Humans are so emotional!"

"Weaklings, just a little cheating and they start crying." They dance around him as a dozen demons swarmed Yamcha and began to brutally beat him down.

"Yamcha! Don't worry about me!" Bulma sniffed, "just kick their asses!" She stifled a screech when a demon buttled the gun to the side of her head. "Uh… I mean…"

The demon laughed at her cowardice, then raised a hand to stop the demons. Yamcha lay there in a bloody pulp, his face bruised to the point of no recognition. He struggled to get up, seeming to drift in and out of consciousness.

Thermo, the demon Yamcha was beating up, had been staring at Yamcha with an angry, fearful scowl. His face twisted into a sneer as he got up and approached the human. "Humans are weak!" He declared, kicking Yamcha in the side.

"NO!" Puar shouted, attempting to rush to Yamcha's aid.

"Oolong! Stop him!"

Oolong grabbed unto Puar before he could rush forward.

The demon began beating Yamcha even more.

"Stop! Stop! You're killing him!" Bulma screamed out angrily. The demon responded by grabbing her, another group of demons grabbed Oolong and Puar, who, despite all their efforts to transform, couldn't escape the watching demons. "Yamcha!" Bulma screeched as the demons took her away.

"Bulma!" Yamcha blindly called out, voice croaking. His trembling figure took several more blows from the demon before collapsing again. This time, he seemed to make no effort to stand. "I'll kill you… bastard!"

"HEHEHEEHEHEEE…" Thermo snickered, "last words human?" He reached for his gun and placed it under Yamcha's chin.

Before he pulled the trigger, he heard another demon scream in pain. He turned to see Oolong, holding a high-power taser in a bloody left hand. The remains of a capsule were dropped to the floor beside him.

Puar gasped, it looked like Oolong activated the capsule and didn't toss it in order to keep hold of the taser. While the demons were distracted, Puar charged forward, turned into a hammer, and smashed down on the demon's thumb as hard as he could. The demon dropped his gun, and upon hearing the clatter and Thermo's screams, Yamcha leaped into action.

"Wolf… fang… FIST!" Yamcha started off slow, but picked up speed, faster, faster, and even faster still until the demon was literally beaten into a partial paste. Even then, Yamcha's fury was not slated. With his rage still in full swing, he turned to the remaining demons, who charged him. Whenever a demon got to his blind side, Oolong would taser him, stunning him long enough for Yamcha to unleash a devastating killing blow. When it became hard for him to sense his enemies, Oolong and Puar would point him in the right direction. Eventually, the demons began to run in fear, but Yamcha was unrelenting, he chased after the demons until a massive demon flying on two ghastly orbs of dark fire smashed into Yamcha's bat with a massive club. Yamcha lost consciousness as he crashed into the floor.

The demon, a massive red giant of a creature, laughs as he picks up Yamcha's unconscious body. By this point, Puar and Oolong had long fallen off of Yamcha and slowly got up to chase after their fallen and taken friends.

…

Jazz ran through the castle, he didn't find anything or anyone until he saw what appeared to be a ghost. At least he thought it might be a ghost, it was the only way he could describe her. She was more see-through than the Banshee, and he could even see a skeletal system, but there were a few differences that showed that she was clearly not human. Her spine extended past her legs, revealing a long tail that seemed to be luxuriously covered in soft hairs, almost to the point of bird chick downy feathers. Her scapula was weirdly shaped, he observed the two shoulder blades and noticed both had smooth, circular sockets and extra bone growth in those areas. It was clearly missing something. Her arms and legs also had lines across, as if she was tightly bound by something, and a chopped-off noose hung over her head.

"…Can I help you?" Jazz asked, confused and angry.

The ghost simply walked through a door. Jazz followed behind to find himself facing a horde of demon corpses. "At least… 40 of them." He walked through, and found one coughing, barely alive. It was bright blue and looked like half of its body was beaten to paste. "Well, you look slightly better than you did originally, who the hell did this to you ugly?"

The demon laughed… "it was, a human, black hair, scarred face."

"Yamcha…" Jazz said.

"Ah… Yamcha… he should be dead soon." The demon sneered. Jazz struck the demon in a non-lethal area, causing him to scream out.

"What the hell did you do to him!?" Jazz roared.

"Wouldn't you like to know?!" The demon questioned mockingly.

Jazz replied by burning the screeching demon alive. He growled animalistically at its corpse, then turned towards a trail of bloodstains. He chased after it, finding a massive crater, a splash of blood, a new trail, and a ripped-off portion of Yamcha's clothes and broken sword. Jazz saw red as he rushed towards the trail, he fought off his exhaustion and fatigue and pulled out a Senzu. He had been saving it for a rainy day, just in case he needed it, but right now, it looked like he'd need to get it to Yamcha quickly. "Be alive, please…"

…

Krillin leaped out of the way as a giant monster that appeared like a cross between a shark, an alligator, and a scorpion leaped out of the water. Its chitinous, scaly skin was covered in moss, and its rumbles were so deep Krillin could feel it in his bones.

"Dammit Goku!" Krillin groaned as he leaped over the swamp monster.

Krillin's conversation and predicament occurred rather quickly after he separated from Goku.

Krillin and the massive demon walked through the castle.

"So, you were looking to save the Sleeping Princess?" The demon gave a good-natured smile, "you are good-natured boys."

"…thanks…" Krillin said suspiciously.

The demon smiled sadly, "you are right not to trust us, we look hideous, but my people had good reason to attack, we fear that, since we are so close, the Witch will…"

"Witch?" Krillin asked.

"Yes!" The demon sighed, "my master used to be a noble and kind king, and his daughter a beautiful princess. I, myself, was a brave and stalwart knight!" He beat his chest in pride, "but our days of glory were short-lived, upon her coming of age, the princess developed amazing magical prowess. An evil witch, jealous of the princess's beauty and talent cast a curse on the kingdom, placing the princess in a deep slumber, turning the king into that form, and turning the citizens into the ugly ogre-like creatures you see today…"

"Oh, I'm so sorry!" Krillin truly looked remorseful.

"You're right! I'm sorry for misjudging you, I'll help you!"

"Thank you!" The demon smiled and seemed to even be shedding tears. "Please, let us return!" He turned for Krillin to lead the way back.

As the boy walked past him, he felt a flash of pain as the demon smashed his baton into Krillin's head. Krillin fell to the floor, confused.

"Pft… you believed that bullshit?!" The demon laughed, pulling a lever and dropping Krillin down a trap floor. "Have a nice swim, you gullible guppy!"

Krillin's confusion turned into rage. He landed on some trees, breaking and slowing his fall enough that his fall into the water did not break anything due to surface tension being broken. It still hurt, and both his body and pride were bruised, to make matters worse, a huge roar filled the swamp, as the massive swamp monster rushed into his direction.

…

Krillin finally found a good angle and leaped up above the monster. While above it he slammed his fist down with all the force he could muster. The monster roared in pain and quickly scurried off.

"Yeah! Good riddance!" Krillin blinked in surprise and looked at his fists. He normally sparred with Goku whenever the two felt that they had extra energy after Roshi's training, so this was the first time he struck someone outside of Goku or Roshi. "Woah… we might be strong, I should tell…" then Krillin remembered he was mad at Goku.

He looked around the swamp and ran in one direction. Eventually, he found himself in front of a massive stone wall. "…How do I break out o-" he was interrupted by the swamp monster's roar, he rolled out of the way, and it overshot him, crashing into and destroying the wall. "Wow… thanks! Maybe I should keep an open mind more like Goku says." Krillin said sarcastically. He ran forward past the monster through the broken wall. He looked around and found himself at the base of the mountain. He looked back up and sighed, then he began to run back up. He hadn't known Goku for very long, but he couldn't abandon his fellow disciple and almost-friend.

…

Goku walked down the hall with the mysterious man.

"You are quite strong." He announced.

"Thanks!" Goku replied nonchalantly, "I guess you're pretty strong too, old man?"

"I have lived for over 5 million years, child, and have been amassing strength since the time of my birth. So, yes, I am quite powerful. Though, a long time ago, a usurper took my throne and weakened me severely. Then I was unfairly rejected by my kinsmen and cast down from my rightful throne. The power you feel now is only a small echo of what once was…"

"That's a shame."

"However," the man continued, "I feel a deep power in you. A power similar to the power of the Sleeping Princess."

"Really?" Goku asked excitedly.

"Yes!" The man grinned, "a power of darkness! A power of the night! I feel it deep within you! Like that of the werewolf nobles!"

He turned to Goku, "you said you wished to rescue the Sleeping Princess, right?" Goku nodded. "Good! Follow me." The man ushered Goku into a grand chamber, revealing a gemstone.

"What's that?" Goku asked, he felt uncomfortable just looking at the crystal.

"This is the Sleeping Princess, a priceless Diamond with the power to absorb the moonlight and convert it into power." The man laughed, for the millions of years I spent on Earth, I amassed power every clear, moonlit night, tonight is the night it is ready."

"Ready for what?" Goku asked.

"I was denied my true throne, and here, the Earth denies me my new throne, I will destroy the sun, and plunge the world in darkness, cold, and death, my undead will rule, and soon, we will storm hell and take back my throne." He turned to Goku again. "Child! I am the former demon god, Lucifer! Join me in my conquest!"

Goku's reply was to attack the demon. Lucifer laughed and blocked the blows easily. "Useless! I've trained in your mortal combat arts for hundreds of years!" He knocked Goku back and extended his hand. "Pity! Blood Bomber!" Red ki formed into an orb, which collided with Goku, blasting him into a wall. As Goku lost consciousness, his last thoughts echoed. 'I gotta apologize to Krillin…'

…

Bulma awoke in a bedroom, she had been changed into a beautiful nightgown and wore a bright blue brooch that matched her eyes. Her hair had also been done up into a beautiful weave and a golden pin held it up. She couldn't help but admire her look in the mirror.

"Do you like how you look?" She turned to see a squat, green-skinned demon with uneven eyes sneering at her.

"Ewww!" Bulma backed away fearfully, bumping into something hard.

"I apologize for my manservant, Igor, his appearance can be surprising to many." A suave voice assailed her ears.

Bulma turned to see a handsome man with dark hair and light blue skin. "Uhh…" she backed off slowly. He was extremely handsome, enough to the point that she'd have started drooling normally, but her mind flashed to Yamcha's injured form. "Get back!" She backed to a corner of the room and raised a trembling fist. "I'm warning you!"

The demon laughed, flashing bright fangs. "Oh, I'd have assumed you were a sucker for a pretty face, I know I am."

"Thanks… but I have a boyfriend."

"I'm not trying to do anything so debased, I simply wish to make you the guest of honor at my Ogre convention."

"Do I have a choice?" Bulma asked.

"I think you can answer that question easier than I can." Lucifer grinned.

…

Jazz ran through the halls, any demons that posed even the slightest of an obstacle were cut down without mercy. "Please be alive!" He didn't know what was going on, but he couldn't believe it was all going so wrong. 'This makes no sense…' Jazz thought. He didn't remember reading this in the manga, was it an anime filler? Did that mean that the filler was still part of the universe? No, that couldn't be it. He'd have heard of Goku's exploits in a mysterious castle, it would have been mentioned in at least some video games, but he couldn't understand what was happening.

He was so lost in thought he didn't realize that a baton smashed into his face, cracking his skull and almost instantly killing him. Fortunately, it was only "almost instantly", and his face began to restore at a frightening pace.

"Not human!?" Ghastel, the giant red demon and Lucifer's right-hand man, scowled. He charged forward, smashing Jazz's shoulder and shattering it.

Jazz groaned in pain, and kicked the monster in the side, breaking a rib. He then punched the monster with his good arm and waited for his broken arm to heal. "Definitely more human than your ugly ass."

"You are tough for a human freak!" The monster laughed and charged forward. Jazz prepared to take the blow and trade his own.

"You Jerk!"

Both turned to see Krillin charging forward and smashing into the large demon. Krillin used his 20kg turtle shell weight like a battering ram, smashing through the demon's armor and knocking him out. As the demon lay on the floor, Jazz rushed forward and smashed down as hard as he could, killing the monster.

The exhausted Jazz turned to Krillin.

"Jazz?" Krillin broke into a grin and hugged the older child.

"Krillin!" Jazz returned the embrace. "It's so good to see you man!"

"Ditto!" Krillin laughed, "oh god, this island is terrible! They dropped me in the middle of a swamp and I almost got eaten!" He kicked the demon's corpse. "This jerk dropped me to my death!"

Jazz nodded, "they've got our friends."

"Our friends? They have PaoPao?!" Krillin asked.

"No! Well, shit… I don't know, I mean probably not? I meant friends of Goku, I thought you already met them, that's why they were here, right?"

Krillin shook his head, "I don't know who you're talking about, sorry."

Jazz nodded, "no, it's alright, though, if you're here, Goku must be in trouble."

Krillin looked upset, "Goku abandoned me for some creep with blue skin."

"Huh!?" Goku looked confused.

"Didn't you hear? Some creep with blue skin, he trusted the guy, and when I said he was weird, they called me racist."

Jazz held in laughter, "oh… oh shit, wait, no, serious stuff, we have to save Goku, and we have to save the other people, they are friends of mine."

Krillin nodded, "well, friends of Jazz are friends of mine." They began to run after the trail of blood.

"Thanks, Kril-dog!"

"What?"

"Uh… it's a nickname."

"Please, that was ridiculous."

"Krill-meister?"

"Try again."

"Krill-Kong?"

Krillin imitated the sound of a buzzer beep. "Nope."

"…"

"What, out of ideas?"

"Vin Diesel."

"…who the heck is that!?"

….

…

Jasper(Jazz) Duncan

Age: 15 (and 4 months), physical appearance: 15

Hair color: Brown

Skin color: white

Race: Quarter Caucasian(White American of English-Irish descent), Quarter Asian (Korean), Quarter Black(African-American), Quarter Hispanic (Cuban)

Height: 5ft 7inches | 170 centimeters

Weight: 151 lbs | 68.49 kilograms (the namekians granted him a pair of 10, 15, and 20 kilogram wrist and ankle weights. (3 sets of weighted clothing in total, 4 parts each, 22 pounds, 33 pounds, and 44 pounds respectively.)

Skills: Decent Sports Talent for Age, Semi-Above Average Intellect for age, basic martial arts skills,below average ki control, decent pain tolerance, trap building, basic weapons mastery, basic boxing, basic mma, street fighting skills

Powers: Magic Materialization (Fire) (Rudimentary Understanding)

Max Power/ Pump Up,

Shapeshifting, Intermediate Skill level (3 hours of time, 30 minute cool down)

Powerlevel: 30, will raise to 45 temporarily when using Pump Up/Max Power

Due to exhaustion and regeneration, powerlevel is temporarily 20.

…

Afterword:

Yo yo, DJ Kionzel in the Hiz-house! Bringing you beautiful writings from the worldwide! Things are really heating up. Yamcha's in danger, but this time, I think he at least went out like a badass, Goku was beaten by his own naivety, Bulma is kidnapped, and Puar and Oolong are secret wild cards. Will Jazz and Krillen be able to turn this around?

As I'm sure you all noticed, Jazz has no idea about the contents of this movie, then again, I've also changed a few things, one: for the sake of the story, and two: for the sake of things that would make sense based on hindsight.

One: the Vampire Demon Lucifer (same in in the movie, is implied to be 5 million years old, he likely never trained really, but he has martial arts talent, demonstrated in the movie, and uses Ki, so he has to be somewhat proficient, he also dealt with the group easily. But This was a Goku and Krillin who didn't train yet, in the movie Roshi sends them out to find the Sleepinng Princess because he thought there was a real sleeping princess to be rescued, so he wanted a beautiful woman, basically the movie tells a different story on how Launch came to live with them. I consider that after a month, Goku and Krillin are both stronger than Lucifer's top Ogre Demon Ghastel, as the demon god himself didn't have much of a powerlevel either, else rather than block Goku's and Krillin's attacks, he'd simply not move, so he's likely not above 1,000 in powerlevel, maybe around 200-600.

I peg this Krillin and Goku at a powerlevel of around 50-60, greater than they were originally by a long shot at this time.

Though I also believe in diminishing returns based on the same level or type of training, or else Vegeta should have been literally stronger in base form than his first time going Supersaiyan by the Buu Saga due to 300 times gravity training for literal years.

As I'm certain you all can tell, I've also made a few differences in the story in some tangible ways, but I feel some of these changes make sense, Yamcha had at least one month to Casually train, so he could reach Goku's power level (in this series) of 14-16 before Roshi's training. Goku with a PL of 10 (original series) was able to handle most if not all of the demon Ogres alongside a weaker Krillin, so Yamcha had the skill at the moment to do similar work. Unfortunately the demon's were being evil (as they do) and used a hostage.

Things are really heating up now! (I say that a lot)