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Chapter 18: Attack of the Saiyans V: D-Day
November 3rd
Age 762 (2012), Washington, Argus headquarters
"Alpha squad is in place, sir!"
"Beta squad is in place, sir!"
"Gamma squad is in place, sir!"
"Omega squad is in place, sir!"
"All squads are in place and accounted for Steve"
Nodding at his second in command, Chichi, Colonel Trevor returned his gaze to the massive computer in front of him. It was almost time.
"I still don't understand why we don't just blast them out of space." Chichi frowned as she folded her arms together. They had the technological capabilities to destroy the Saiyans before they even landed on Earth. So why wasn't Steve taking that route?
"Your concerns are noted Chichi, but we've all received the same Intel. You know about their destructive potential." The Argus commander rebutted. Goku, via Krillin, had relayed important information to Chichi.
"Yes, I know they destroyed a planet on their way here. But they are incapacitated in their ships. We should strike while we still can!"
"And in the off chance that they're not, then what? Those satellites we have orbiting the planet are being manned by people. We'll cost them their lives if we're wrong."
"I know it's a hard decision," Chichi sighed as her cheeks scrunched. "But we both know about risk assessment. Some things are a necessary evil. The lives of the many? Or the lives of the few? The decision is in your hands."
"As much as I would love to wage a philosophical war with you, I can't afford to..."
"The Saiyan's spaceships have now entered the atmosphere, Colonel Trevor." A nearby computer technician interrupted.
"Looks like our little debate has already been settled for us," Trevor inwardly breathed a sigh of relief. It was an argument that would have been fruitless regardless of the winner. "Someone patch me in with Etta Candy. Those spaceships are in direct trajectory with her location."
Age 762 (2012), New York, Times Square
"That's all you managed to get Lapis?"
"It's not my fault that last guy was broke Lazuli." A raven haired boy shot his sister an irritated glare.
"With that pathetic amount of money, we won't even be able to buy a sandwich at the deli." Lazuli scowled as she inspected the money in her brother's hand. It was a whopping five dollars.
"This was all your idea anyway!" Lapis shouted, pointing an accusing finger at his sibling. "You were the one who said we should run away to New York to chase our dreams."
"No one forced you to come," The blonde haired girl quickly rebutted. "And if I recall correctly you were in complete agreement with me." Lazuli said as she slapped her brother's hand aside.
"The big apple if we can make it here we can make it anywhere," Lapis sarcastically responded, doing his best imitation of his sister's voice. "Now look at us we're broke, homeless runaways from a foreign country.
Neither one of them had eaten today. They were still dressed in the same dusty clothes they had worn when they'd arrived in New York. Not only were they tired of wearing the same garments, but quite frankly they were beginning to smell. Staying at their foster home didn't seem like such a bad idea in retrospect.
"Look, everyone starts off a bit rough before they get to the top right?"
"Yeah, I guess." Lapis begrudgingly mumbled.
"One day we'll both look back at this laugh."
"Well, my stomach and pockets certainly aren't laughing right now. I'm beginning to regret even coming here."
"We had nothing there!" Lazuli screamed. "That foster home didn't care about us. We were just another number to them. It's been the same thing our whole lives since our parents died."
Their parents had died just two weeks after Lapis had been born. Neither one of them had any memories of their parents. Extended family members had refused to take them in. Eventually, they fell under the ward of the Chikyu state. They bounced around from foster home to foster home, until last month when they'd run away. Both siblings had gotten tired of the constant instability. [1]
"At least we had a home there. We've been sleeping on park benches for the past week!"
"Aren't you supposed to be the tough one bro? You're the one who thought he was some type of thug right? Sleeping on the streets should be a walk in the park for you."
"Don't bring that up!" Lapis snapped. His criminal record was part of the reason they had been bounced around so much. "I did all those things for us. Someone had to make sure we kept money in our pockets."
"Were the aggravated assaults necessary? The shootings? Going as far as joining a gang? Huh Brother?" The disgust was evident in Lazuli's face. She agreed with doing what was necessary to survive, but her brother's previous wanton violence had not been required.
"What I did was dumb," Lapis frowned looking downward. "But you least of all should be judging me. You knew how rough things once were." The areas they had been forced to live in were substandard, to say the least.
"I'm not judging you it's just," Lazuli sighed as she palmed her head. The stress of their current situation was weighing down on her. "I'm just sick of living like this! Our whole lives have been nothing but struggle and..."
"And what? Finish your sentence." Lapis eyebrow raised as he watched a blank expression roll over his sister's face. Something had ruined her train of thought. As the teenager turned skyward, it was then he noticed it.
"What in the world is that?!" Several onlookers shouted as two circular objects began to descend from the sky. They were moving too fast to be a plane.
"Are those blimps?"
"They're too small to be planes."
"Another terrorist attack?!"
"Where are the police?"
"It's headed straight towards us!" Lazuli screamed as a light-bulb went off in her mind "We have to run!"
By then panic had completely washed over the crowd. The events of 9/11, over a decade ago, were still fresh on the New Yorkers minds. Even if it wasn't another terrorist attack, it was still a smart idea to get the heck out of dodge. Grabbing her younger brother's hand, Lazuli began a mad dash away from times squares. Whatever was coming would be there in seconds.
But before the siblings could even get a yard away from the commercial neighborhood, a large tremor knocked them off their feet. The objects had finally landed. Every car alarm was brought to life as an aftershock rattled the streets. With a pair of painful groans, the siblings rose to stand.
"Well, at least it wasn't another terrorist attack." Lapis relented as he dusted himself off.
"We should still vacate the area though. I have a bad feeling about this." Lazuli grimaced as she turned back to face the growing crowd surrounding two gigantic craters. Miraculously nothing had been damaged, save the now ruined road.
"What do you think it is?"
"Is it from outer-space?
"I bet they're aliens!"
"Aliens?"
"No, they can't be aliens. This is probably some kind of government experiment gone wrong."
"A government experiment that just happened to land in times squares? I doubt it."
"There's another pod over here!"
"Maybe it's one of Capsule Corps new products?"
"Whatever it is, I doubt it's good."
The chattering of the onlookers halted immediately as the door to one of the pods opened. Steam from the hatch leaked out, briefly obscuring the sky as it's occupant finally stepped out. A spiky haired man quickly ascended from the hatch, hovering out of the crater he had caused.
"It's...it's...a man?!" The crowd shrieked in unison as the extraterrestrial took a moment to examine his surroundings.
"Pitiful." Vegeta spat in disgust as he viewed the calculations from his scanner. Even the weakest of Saiyan children would have been able to easily slaughter the pathetic crowd. "Here I was expecting a challenge."
"I'm sure these aren't the weaklings who killed Raditz." Nappa said as he finally rose to the surface. The crowd gawked in amazement at his sheer height as he rose.
"They had better not be Nappa. It would only further showcase what an imbecile Raditz was. Dying on a backwater planet like this."
"Don't worry we'll locate and destroy them Vegeta." Nappa quickly reassured. The trip here had to be fruitful, it's duration alone demanded something of value in return for it.
"Halt where you are!"
Confused eyebrow's rose as the Saiyans were confronted by a military convoy marching down the street. Quickly pushing past the civilian onlookers, the squadron of soldiers made their way to approach the unwelcome visitors. A protective barricade was set up as the military attempted to distance itself from the public, urging all non-combatants to leave the area immediately. A brave woman in charge straddled forward, gun in toe as she confronted the Saiyans.
"I know who you are and why you're here."
The two Saiyans glanced over to one another, completely baffled by this new information.
"We know that you're Saiyans who have come to avenge the deaths of your comrade and.."
"Avenge the death of our comrade?" Vegeta rudely interrupted. "We care little for that weak fool Raditz. His death was greatly deserved."
Etta's jaw clenched. Duly noted. These Saiyans appeared to be every bit as evil as Krillin had described. Their value for the sacredness of life was practically nonexistent. If they treated one of their own with such disregard, how badly would they view humanity? An aggressive stance would be needed here.
"Regardless of your slain comrade, I am here to tell you are not welcome on this planet. By the power vested in me, as an agent of Argus, granted by the United States of America, I demand you leave our soil."
"Or what?" Nappa goaded with a wagging finger. Her power level deserved nothing but ridicule.
"Your arrogance is disgusting. I guess we'll just have to show you then." Etta said, shaking her head. She had hoped to avoid meaningless conflict. "Let em have it boys."
Her squadron of soldiers all immediately began firing on her commands. Photon cannons were nothing to scoff at. Amping their guns to maximum levels the troops unleashed everything they had. Argus had been given direct orders to kill. Salvaging lives was not part of her directive here. Seething light irradiated their vision momentarily as they poured volley after volley of energy onto the invaders.
"Halt!" The ebony woman commanded as she gave them brief reprise to observe their handiwork. Her jaw dropped as Vegeta and Nappa were completely unharmed.
"That's it? Seriously? I'm disappointed." The prince of Saiyans scowled as he rolled his eyes. All those demands and she couldn't even back up her threats.
"Hit them again! Fire at...!" Etta's words were left incomplete as Nappa suddenly materialized in front of her. That speed! She hadn't even seen him move.
"Without your weapons, you're completely useless." Nappa demonstrated as he effortlessly crushed the gun in hands, folding it like a pretzel.
Her fellow operatives continued to fire at the Saiyan, but to no avail. Every blast harmlessly bounced off him. But eventually, Nappa grew tired of their annoyance and sped off to collect their weapons as well. A hazy blur was all that was seen as Nappa snatched and crushed all of the guns. With a devilish grin, the Saiyan clasped his hands together, satisfied with his handiwork.
"Now you all die," His long hand outstretched, crackling with Ki. "You'll be my first victim." His grin began to deteriorate as his so-called victim remained steadfast.
"Activate protocol 009 now!" Etta shouted into her earpiece.
Almost instantly, on her command, her troops began tossing smoke pellets. Coughing was heard as Nappa and Vegeta immediately attempted to shield their mouths. As the smoke finally dispersed it revealed a new challenger to the scene. Etta and the remainder of the Argus agents were flanked out, from safe distances, as she approached Nappa.
"You are not welcome here."
"Tell me something I don't..."
But before the towering Saiyan could finish his sentence, he was blasted by a wave of green energy. Vegeta's brows rose as the woman suddenly burst into flames, that same green energy burning around her. Nappa was forced back, his body tumbling until it came to a painful halt with a nearby car. The air surrounding the combatants began to heat up as the lime green woman ignited her flames once more. Even Vegeta had to take note as profuse beads of sweat began to pour down his skin. [2]
Good job Beatriz! You've got them on their heels now. If you can keep this up for just a little while longer we might be able to...
Etta's hopes were dashed as Nappa arose from the crushed vehicle, completely unharmed. A look of clear annoyance was etched on the Saiyan's face as he began to march towards her. Visibly shaken, Beatriz began to unleash a flurry of fireballs at her rapidly approaching opponent. Without batting an eye Nappa easily disposed of them, slapping them all into the sky. Before Beatriz or Etta could react Nappa's hands were wrapped around her throat.
Angrily, the mammoth Saiyan began to squeeze the life out of her lungs. The flames around her intensified tremendously as she attempted to fight back, but to no avail. Nappa simply ignored the searing heatwave, not even grimacing at its temperature. Etta and the Argus soldiers unleashed all their remaining weapons, hoping to derail him. But alas, it was too late. With one sickening snap, Beatriz neck was crushed.
Tossing her lifeless body to the wayside Nappa immediately turned his attention towards Etta Candy. The Executive Director was completely stunned as she watched her comrade's body hit the pavement. Beatriz Da Costa had been the first Metahuman Argus had enlisted. Her skills and ability made her the prime candidate for this mission. Krillin had warned Colonel Trevor how dangerous these Saiyans could be, but seeing it firsthand hand was something else.
"I've grown tired of this annoyance. Goodbye."
Slowly lifting his hand into the air Nappa outstretched two fingers.
What in the world is he doing?
A malicious grin was the last thing Etta Candy saw as Nappa brought his hand down.
Age 762 (2012), Break Wasteland, Chikyu
"Gohan did you feel that?"
The prepubescent boy simply nodded as he broke his meditation. Rising to his feet the Demi-Saiyan frowned as he sensed the level of destruction that had just taken place.
"It's gone. Completely gone!" The astonished child gawked as he turned to face his mentor.
"Those Saiyans just wiped out Manhattan," Piccolo's fists balled as he felt the immediate drop in energy across the planet. "They did it with such ease too."
Neither Piccolo nor Gohan had sensed a noticeable build up in Ki. One second everything had been fine, and the next everything had been blown to smithereens.
"Gohan," Piccolo began in an unusually concerned tone. "Your training is finished now. Your powers will finally be put to the test."
Goku's son paused as he gazed at his hands. He had been training all these months for this very moment. He was sure of his abilities and skills, his parents had been training him since pampers. But he had never engaged in a fight on this scale. There would be real aftereffects following this battle. There were no Senzu beans to heal the dead.
"If you're afraid you'd better suck it up. The battlefield is no place for cowards." The Namekian was never one to mince words. This was a battle for survival.
"I won't let you down sensei, I promise." Gohan confidently affirmed. He couldn't afford to. He had a legacy to live up to.
Age 762 (2012), Siberia, Russia
Tien and Chiaotzu scowled as they gazed onward, in the direction of the massive Ki discharge. Both warriors grit their teeth as they shared a distraught look. These Saiyans were twice as powerful as Raditz was, maybe even more so. Their power was awe-inspiring. Master Shen's former students had trained to the best of their abilities, but that little display was beyond what either of them had ever fathomed.
Stirring from his thoughts, Tien turned to his best friend. "Chiaotzu, no matter what happens we'll get through it together. I promise." The Triclops finished with a thumbs up for reassurance.
Chiaotzu smiled in response. "Of course Tien, no matter what happens I've got your back!" The Telepath replied, mirroring his friend's thumbs up.
"Good. Let's get ready then, we have some Saiyan's to deal with!"
Age 762 (2012), Amazon Rainforest, Brazil
Yamcha dropped to his knees as they felt the power of the blast. Those Saiyans had just annihilated an entire city. This was no small feat, and from what he could sense they did it with just the bare minimum of their power.
"Unbelievable!" Yamcha murmured as he angrily punched the ground. What chance did the Earth stand against that? "They have to pay! They have to!"
Jumping to his feet the former bandit sparked his Ki as he prepared to take off. He couldn't allow any more lives to be unnecessarily taken. It didn't matter how powerful they might be. We can't always depend on Goku. The Earth has to handle this one on its own, at least for now.
Age 762 (2012), Mississippi River, USA
Krillin hands shook uncontrollably, causing him to drop the fish in his hand. He felt it. Every single life that was taken, he felt it. The sheer power radiating from Manhattan was terrifying. The whole city…the entire borough was illuminated by that.. power! The sense of dread Krillin felt increased as he unearthed a startling fact; the Saiyan who generated the blast was the weaker of the two. The chances for Earth's survival were already looking slim.
"No!" Krillin shouted as he slumped to the ground. "No…this isn't possible! A whole city…vanished." Tears escaped Krillin's eyes as he lamented over the destruction. It had only been months since he had gotten to know her, but Etta Candy had been a dear friend of his. Sadness quickly changed into rage. Gripping his hands he silently swore to seek out justice. "Those Saiyans will pay!"
Age 762 (2012), Metropolis
"Reports are coming in that Manhattan has been completely wiped off the face of Earth. In the history of humanity, has destruction ever come this swift?"
"Can you believe it, Clark? Manhattan, gone just like that." Jimmy Olsen sighed as he turned from the TV in the break room. "What could have caused such a th...?" The redhead was left perplexed as the occupant of the seat next to him had suddenly vanished. Clark sure has a knack for doing that.
In a nearby storage room, Kal-El was getting prepared. He hated frequently having to leave Jimmy like that, but it could not be avoided. The moment the news had broke on TV Superman knew what had been the cause. The Saiyans had finally arrived. They spared no time wreaking havoc.
I just hope the others are prepared. We've got a daunting task ahead of us. As much as I hate to say it, Piccolo's power will come in handy. Hopefully, Goku will be able to make it in time to provide some assistance. I'm sure Bruce has been cooking up something in the Batcave though.
Age 762 (2012), Gotham
"Master Bruce."
"Yes, Alfred?"
"The Saiyans, they've finally.."
"I'm well aware." Batman curtly stated, cutting off his butler.
"You seem unusually at ease about this. They just blew up Manhattan."
"I'm aware of that as well, and they will pay for their crimes," Bruce scowled under his cowl as his hands tightened together. "But anger right now won't be of any use. I need to approach this tactically."
"So you won't be joining the others in engaging the Saiyans?"
"Not yet Alfred, there's still much work to be done."
"But master Bruce you've had a year to complete your plan. What is taking so long?" Alfred inquired in a confused tone.
"Perfection. That's what." For the past several months Bruce had been slaving away in hopes of finding a means to defeat the Saiyans. He had nearly figured it out. There was just one more missing element before his work could finally be completed. "Superman and the others will have to hold out in the meantime. This is of the utmost importance."
Age 762 (2012), Remains of Manhattan, USA
A light breeze fluttered By Nappa's face. He chuckled as he marveled at the destruction he'd caused. The pitiful city they'd landed in had been reduced to smoldering bits. A twenty-two-mile wide crater of destruction lay where the once bustling borough had stood. The silence was defining. The only sound heard was the sickening laughter from Nappa's mouth.
Vegeta scowled at the annoying noise emanating from his companions lungs. That fool had destroyed the entire city. Such wanton destruction had not been warranted. Thank goodness their spaceships at least remained intact.
"Idiot! Your thoughtless actions may have cost us dearly!" Nappa paled at his prince's tone. "What did we come here for?" Nappa blinked incredulously, pondering their reasons for traveling to Earth.
After a few seconds of strenuous thinking, he reached a conclusion. "The Dragonballs?"
Vegeta clapped disingenuously at his fellow Saiyan. "My, my, not so dense after all? Your statement is correct. Now recant what your vapid actions may have cost us." Nappa immediately began assessing his deeds. All he'd done was destroy those meddling humans. After a few minutes, he finally had an epiphany.
"I could have possibly destroyed a Dragonball?" Vegeta once again clapped, even more condescendingly. "Incredible, your level of intelligence seems to have grown tremendously in that space pod."
Nappa remained indifferent, hoping not to further increase his liege's rage.
"Let's just hope your moronic decision didn't cost me immortality," Vegeta said as he clicked his scouter. "What we need to do now is locate the highest power level on this pathetic planet."
Mimicking his partner's actions, Nappa activated his scouter. The portable computer ticked as it scanned for the greatest energy signal. A look of confusion crossed the Saiyan prince's face as the scouter finished calculating. There were more than five earthlings with power levels exceeding one thousand.
"Vegeta, this can't be right. According to my scouter not only do their power levels exceed one thousand, but they exceed Raditz power level!"
Vegeta ignored his companion's words. How was it possible that these Earthlings had achieved such power, in a relatively short amount of time? Shaking his head he discarded the thought, it was of no concern anyways, his power level still vastly exceeded anything on this planet.
"Vegeta I can't locate that power level that killed Raditz."
The prince frowned before responding. "It matters not, we'll simply find the strongest nearby power level."
Nappa nodded as his scouter converged on the immense power level. "Approximately seven hundred miles away, there's two of them." Nappa's finger extended eastward as he directed Vegeta's eyes to the location.
"Good, let's go. Those fools won't know what's about to hit them."
Age 762 (2012), Paprika Wasteland, Chikyu
Piccolo and Gohan arrived on mountainous, prairie land. It was almost identical to the place they had called home for the past few weeks. Landing softly, the two fighters began to prepare themselves for the upcoming battle. Piccolo took the lead, removing his weighted clothing, with Gohan mirroring his actions. As they began stretching they suddenly sensed four large power levels converging towards their location.
"This can't be correct, there can't be two extra Saiyans!" His father's information couldn't possibly have been wrong.
As the energy signatures grew closer Gohan quickly realized who it was. "Krillin!"
"Hey, Gohan!" Krillin smiled as he rushed to greet the child. "Wow, you've grown a lot during these past couple of months."
"Really?" Gohan said in surprise, his eyes opening wide. "Piccolo's been doing a great job training me."
The Namekian simply scoffed as the former monk turned his gaze towards him. He hadn't seen him since the last world's martial art's tournament. For all of their sakes, he hoped Krillin had been training.
"I hope you're prepared Krillin. I know you felt the energy radiating from those Saiyans. Goku won't be here to save your sorry behind if you're not up to the task."
Krillin scowled at Kami's evil half. "Of course, I am. Can't you feel the energy surging from me." Master Roshi's former pupil grinned as he flexed his muscles.
Piccolo's eyebrow rose as he examined the former monk. It was true; his power level had grown considerably since the 24th Tenkaichi Budoukai. The bald man was at least somewhere near Raditz power level.
"I guess you have been training. Just don't get in the way of the real fighters." A smug grin crossed Piccolo's face. "Gohan and I have been intensely training these past months. I don't expect anyone, except those Saiyans to match us."
"I guess we'll really find out when the Saiyans get here." Goku's best friend simply paid him no mind. Piccolo was as much of a prick as he remembered. Not much, outside his power level, had changed.
"Do you know if my mom will be coming Krillin?" Gohan asked as his ears perked up. Piccolo had done his best to keep the Demi-Saiyan in the dark about his mother's disappearance.
"Unfortunately, I don't think so kiddo," Krillin sighed as he patted Gohan's head. Wonder Woman had seemingly vanished off the face of the Earth. Her whereabouts were still a complete mystery. Even Kami didn't have any information.
"If we don't win this battle, you most definitely won't ever see her again Gohan." Folding his arms the Namekian snorted. Now was not the time get sentimental. He understood the child's feelings for his mother, but they could be spared for another time.
"He's a kid for crying out loud, you don't have to treat him like that." Shooting him a look of disgust Krillin attempted to console Diana's son. "Wherever your mom is, I'm sure she'd be proud of you right now."
"She'll probably be very displeased once she learns of your deaths though!" The group looked skywards and saw two new, unknown, warriors converging upon them.
"The Saiyans!"
"They don't have manners on this worthless piece of dirt? Where are the salutations, the greetings, this is, after all, a momentous occasion. The Prince of all Saiyans has decided to bless you with his presence." Arrogance oozed from every word.
"The…Prince….of…all...Saiyans?" Gohan muttered the question burning in everyone's mind.
"Of course, you don't know?" Vegeta retorted matter-of-factly, sighing as he descended to the ground.
So the Saiyans have some sort of monarchy, huh?
"You're him aren't you?" Vegeta questioned as his tail pointed towards Piccolo.
The Namekian blinked, absolutely perplexed as to what Vegeta was referring to.
"Of course, the intelligence level on this planet would be non-existent," Rolling his eyes he continued. "You're the one who killed Raditz aren't you?"
Piccolo smirked as the memories of the day flooded his mind. "I am. I ended his life and I'll do the same to you!"
Uncontrollable laughter tumbled from the prince's mouth. "The stupidity of the inhabitants of this planet is mind blowing." Wiping his fresh tears, he clutched his sides.
"Nappa….read me his power level." The bald Saiyan did as commanded. "He's at…..3,700!" Nappa's eyes bulged as he uttered the number, Vegeta merely chuckled. "It's still inconsequential, so what? I applaud you though, Namekian, you've surpassed Raditz. I also have to thank you for disposing of such a pathetic warrior; he was a disgrace to all Saiyans.
Krillin gawked at Vegeta's comments; Raditz was weak? Impossible! This couldn't be true. Batman had scars that said otherwise- Raditz was anything but weak. But then again everything was relative. If what Vegeta said was true, just what type of frightening power did they possess?
Krillin's musings were interrupted as Piccolo responded. "I keep hearing of these damn Namekian's, what, or who are they?"
Vegeta shook his head in disgust. "You're truly an idiot, aren't you? What fool doesn't know of his own race? Surely you didn't believe you were an Earthling? Your green skin should have informed you of that," That was, after all, Piccolo's most striking feature. "Namek is a planet in a trinary star system, but most importantly it's where you come from!"
Everyone present, save the two Saiyans staggered back. Was Piccolo an alien too? Reeling from their shock, Krillin and Gohan evaluated the facts; they appeared to make sense. Piccolo was vastly different from any demon on Earth. He was green and immensely more powerful than any of his supposed kind. Raditz had briefly touched on the subject of Piccolo's race during battle but had never fully delved into it.
"Namek huh? It makes sense now, I've always known I wasn't from Earth. I just didn't have the proper proof to reinforce my speculations." Ma Junior's shared memories with Kami had given him a glimpse of his ancestral homeland.
"But as heartwarming as your revelation has been," Vegeta spoke up interrupting the moment. "I'd like to return to the more important matter at hand. Where are the Dragonballs?"
The Earth's heroes collectively frowned.
"C'mon Namekian, time is ticking. I have people to slaughter, races to annihilate and a galaxy to conquer. I know you are aware of their location since it was your whose voice we heard through the scouter."
Piccolo brows furrowed as he mentally cursed. He should have remained silent that day."The Dragonballs are gone. No one knows where they reside now and even if we did know we wouldn't tell you. You came a bit too late, as they won't be accessible for another year."
Vegeta's facial expression plummeted, his cocky grin turning into a grimace. Nappa immediately noticed the frown. Good things never happened when the Prince's attitude changed so drastically, the Arlian's were proof of that.
Vegeta paused, before gazing back up. "Namekian don't make this harder than it has to be. I had planned on being cordial and even considered annihilating your planet swiftly. But if you continue on this path, you'll force me to make your deaths agonizing and painful." Pausing, he grit his teeth. "So what do you say? A swift expeditious death now or later?"
Piccolo smiled before vehemently spitting. His fresh saliva landed, a mere inch away, from the heels of the Saiyan prince.
Scrunching his face and fist, Vegeta scowled. "So be it! You've sealed your fate and that of this planets! I tried to be gracious with you impotent vermin, but my grace has dissipated. Consider this planet destroyed!"
Turning, the enraged prince motioned for Nappa to approach him. Never, in a decade had a warrior been so brash as to actually disrespect him in such a manner. Only a few beings could do that and live…and that Namekian was not one of them.
"Nappa! Do as you see fit with these vermin but remember to save the Namekian for last."
Grinning ear to ear the giant Saiyan took a step forward, before he was halted by a slap to the chest. "Oh and Nappa remember, don't blow everything up like you did that city." Nappa nodded in understanding, he was free to do as he pleased; so long as he didn't completely annihilate the battlefield.
"Wait!" It was Krillin's voice this time, and he did not sound pleased. "You mean it was you who blew up East City?"
Nappa nodded, taking pride in his accomplishment. "Yeah, shorty it was me, what's it to ya?" Nappa raised a fist as he waited for a response.
"That city…that borough…held someone I cared about!"
"Krillin I'm so…"
Nappa interjected, cutting Gohan off. "Oh really?" the Saiyan rubbed his chin. "I had a great time…. destroying it! All those people shrieking and crying as I killed them, it was beautiful music to my ears. You should have heard it!"
Krillin growled before he charged, he could no longer contain his anger. Just as the former monk leaped from the ground, he felt his clothes being tugged. A pair of hands grasped his Gi before they promptly tugged him to the ground. Further enraged, Krillin turned and gazed at who had done it; Piccolo. The Namekian frowned at Goku's best friend.
"Idiot! What do you think you're doing? That Saiyan was clearly baiting you. You can't let him get to you! Even the slightest of mistakes could severely cost us in this battle. I know you're angry, but you still have to think wisely. You can sense his power level, and I know you sense that it completely dwarfs your own. We'll need to work together."
Krillin blinked, completely stunned by his longtime foe's words. Was he actually showing concern for him? If he was, it was only because of the challenge at hand. Regardless though, Kami's evil half was indeed correct. His blind anger could have cost him greatly. He needed to gain a grip on his emotions.
"Yeah you're right, I don't know what I was thinking," Krillin nervously chuckled as he rubbed his head. "My headfirst rush into battle could have ended in ruin, I'm sorry guys." Master Roshi's pupil turned and apologized. He received a smile of acceptance from Gohan but Piccolo remained stoic.
"How touching, but let's return to the matters at hand...your deaths!" Nappa's voice rang out from the skies, where he had elevated himself to. Capturing the group's attention once more he continued. "So many ways to die, so little time. How do I kill you all this time?" Lifting a hand, Nappa struck a disingenuous thinking pose. Suddenly, a lightbulb sparked in his mind. "The Saibamen!" Digging into his pockets Nappa grabbed a tablet and pulled it out.
"What is that?"
"I don't know."
"It kind of looks like a capsule, like the one Bulma's company makes."
"Whatever it is...I doubt it's good."
Finishing off the group's ramblings, Piccolo turned as he settled his gaze on Nappa.
"Vegeta, how many of them are their left?"
Down below the prince merely shrugged. "You should know, you are the one holding them after all."
Nappa face-palmed as he realized Vegeta was correct. He had totally forgotten."One, two, three, four!" There are four of them left, that should be more than enough to handle the likes of these weaklings." The gears in his mind began to turn as the bald Saiyan descended to the ground.
"What do you think he's planning?" Krillin asked as he turned to Gohan.
"I don't know, but whatever it is we'd better be ready!"The Demi-Saiyan shouted.
Nappa chuckled as he dipped a hand into the dirt below him. Poking his fingers in the ground he created miniature holes, which were immediately filled with green liquid. The ground shook slightly as smoke began emitting from them. Instantly, the ground began to tremble as if an earthquake was forming. But as soon as the rocking began, it abruptly ended.
Four small green heads emerged from the earth.
"What…what are those?"
Gohan received his answer in the form of an attack as the creatures instantly began their assault.
"Destroy them all!" Nappa ordered.
The eager monsters immediately leaped into battle, catching the heroes off guard. Krillin was the first to be struck, with a stiff kick to the face. The former monk was sent skidding back, stopping only when a small mountain halted his momentum. The remaining duo rushed to assist their fallen comrade but were halted by multiple Saibamen. The Saibamen smiled before encompassing the warriors in a circular formation. "
Well, looks like there's two for each of us." Piccolo grinned as he slid into a battle stance.
"I don't like our chances." Gohan pouted and raised his guard.
"You're lucky you caught me off guard." Dusting himself off Krillin hopped to his feet. "I'm just getting started!" With that the former monk leaped into battle, re-engaging the Saibamen. He arrived with an elbow, smashing into the face of his nearby attackers. With that, the battle was on.
The remaining warriors followed Krillin's lead and each engaged a Saibamen. Multiple shockwaves reverberated throughout the plain as the warriors; good and evil collided. The sky and landscape were soon filled with explosions as the gang of warriors collided. Exiting out of mach-1 Gohan fired a Kamehameha at his foe. The blast connected, and sent the green being plummeting to the ground below.
With a cloud of dust announcing his arrival, the Saibamen laid momentarily defeated. Turning his head, Gohan sensed a new foe approaching. Dashing away Gohan narrowly escaped a hefty forearm. As the Saibamen's claw grasped air, the creature turned and attempted to locate his opponent. He eventually did, when, Gohan reappeared with a fist extended and rammed it into his face.
The Saibamen staggered back as he felt his jaw shatter. Peering down the monster observed red liquid gushing from his lips. His shock quickly turned to anger as he hastily attempted to seek revenge. Unfortunately for him, he didn't receive the opportunity as Gohan promptly blasted him away.
Piccolo meanwhile was having the time of his life. Sure the fate of the world lay in the balance, but a great battle was always a momentous occasion. Stirring from his musings, the former demon king dodged a swift kick from his opponent. The Saibamen were all incredibly powerful, each bearing a power level similar to Raditz own, but Piccolo had greatly surpassed him. The current engagement between the two fighters was…greatly mismatched, to say the least.
The Saibamen's face reddened with frustration as his blows were all parried or evaded. The Namekian in front of him seemed to be toying with him and he simply would not stand for it. Disengaging from the current clash the Saibamen fired a quick energy blast. Piccolo barely had time to react, if not for his quick reflexes he would've surely been engulfed by the attack. Evading the beam by the skin of his teeth, the Namekian growled.
This battle was becoming increasingly redundant. Piccolo decided to put an end to it. Cupping his hands together Kami's evil half began forming Ki. The Saibamen's brows curiously rose as he tried to figure out what was going on. Relinquishing his Ki, Piccolo unleashed several golden balls of energy. The Saibamen's eyes bulged in terror as he awaited his doom; he was greatly surprised when he felt nothing.
Warily he opened his eyes.
His eyes once again expanded as he saw the dozens of spheres that now encased him, Seeing his response Piccolo smirked madly.
"Hellzone Grenade"
The luteous spheres of light proceeded to converge upon the Saibamen. With a conglomeration of colorful rays the Saibamen met its end. Piccolo powered down and proceeded to descend to the ground.
"Nappa these Saibamen are proving to be completely useless and it's beginning to piss me off. Soon enough either you or I will have to get involved in this battle." Nappa paled as he approached Vegeta. If his flame-haired liege was forced to join this scuffle, nothing good would come from it.
"Damn it! These guys are pretty powerful. I don't understand how they're defeating these Saibamen so easily! They all have a power level equal to Raditz'. Except for that Namekian, these guys are barely emitting a power signature."
Vegeta huffed in annoyance as he began removing his scouter. "Of course, they are Nappa, these Earthlings can conceal their energy signal. Remove your scouter at once." Nappa paused, before doing as instructed.
"You Earthlings are a peculiar bunch. Your power level's, your skills, and even your attacks are all intriguing. It's a shame you'll all have to die in the end!" Though the battle had taken an ill turn in regards to his projections, Vegeta still had to commend the heroes for their abilities.
"All right I'll admit you earthlings have surprised me, slightly, but I still have three remaining Saibamen. What do you say to a one on one battle?" Nappa said as he motioned his hands, eager for a quick response.
The Earth's heroes gave each other a quick glance before nodding in unison.
"All right then…who's first?"
The warrior's paused to contemplate before responding. "I guess I'll go." Krillin finally answered.
With that, the former monk dashed into battle. Noticing the diminutive fighter approaching, Nappa nudged the Saibamen in front of him. The Saibamen stumbled forward before managing to compose himself. Sliding into a fighting stance the monster then charged towards his opponent, the two warriors meeting with a cloud of dust. A huge shockwave echoed before both warriors disappeared into supersonic speeds.
The battle soon found its way across the atmosphere as both warriors reappeared in the sky. Slapping a Ki blast away, Krillin distanced himself. His foe charged, attempting to head-butt him. Krillin slyly sidestepped it and retaliated with a chop to the neck. It collided, sending the Saibamen plummeting below. Nearly crashing into the ground, the Saibamen recomposed himself and halted his descent. Scowling he glared upward at his enemy still perched in the sky, before charging to meet him.
"That dwarf is halfway decent."
"Krillin must have really been training hard!"
An explosion captured the onlooker's attention as a Ki beam detonated nearby. A mountain exploded as an energy blast ripped through it. Looking around Master Roshi's pupil ducked as he felt a Ki signature behind him. The Saibamen's strike passed through still air, and he was compensated with a knee to the face. The green being staggered back before he was assaulted again.
A conglomeration of fists, elbow, and knees all made their way onto the Saibamen's body. He shrieked as the last fist collided, slamming into his skull. Dazed, the Saibamen dropped his guard, leaving himself open for attack. Krillin greedily accepted the invitation and pounced once more, hammering the Saibamen with multiple blows.
Ducking under a jab from his opponent, Krillin managed to grab it. Slightly shocked the green being attempted another jab, it results being exactly the same. Staring into the Saibamen's eyes Krillin noticed the fear emitting from him. Pausing, he questioned whether such an emotion was even possible for a creature like him. Discarding the thought Krillin began to spin around, increasing his revolution.
Continuing the motion, his rotation gained steam. Finally reaching a climax, the former monk released the Saibamen from his grasp. The devilish creation plummeted to the ground before a mountain eventually halted his momentum. A tremendous gust of wind flooded the battlefield as the Saibamen crashed. As the air finally cleared, it revealed an unconscious Saibamen embedded in a crater. Smirking, Krillin decided to end the battle for good.
"Kamehameha!"
The blue beam of light illuminated the atmosphere briefly, before converging upon the Saibamen. A humongous explosion rocked the battlefield as the beam collided, completely eradicating the Saibamen from this world. Satisfied with his work Krillin powered down, levitating to the ground with blooming grin on his face.
I'll go next." Gohan volunteered as he stepped forward.
Grabbing a random Saibamen, Nappa tossed him into the line of fire. "You better not lose or they'll be hell to pay!" The miniature monster gulped before standing up and facing his opponent.
"Alright, this should be fun."
With that Gohan vanished into thin air. The Saibamen's eyes danced around, straining as he looked for his opponent. He finally located him when Goku's son converged on him with a kick to the face. The monster growled, stumbling backward before lashing out. His claw clutched air as Gohan vanished again. Frowning, the Saibamen returned to his hunt.
Unfortunately for him, Gohan found him first. With a hasty tug, the Saibamen was catapulted into the air. He laid there momentarily before a barrage of cerulean Ki blasts detonated on him. The monster shrieked as his flesh seared with immense pain. The barrage finally ended when the Demi-Saiyan's arms grew tired of throwing.
As the smoke dissipated it exposed...nothing? Gohan's eyes darted around, glancing sporadically for his opponent. His pursuit was deterred as a green fish crashed into his face. He staggered back, reeling in pain before he felt another blow land, this time in the form of a forearm. Diana's son tumbled to the ground as his face collided with the strike.
"Oh no, Gohan!"
The cry of concern went unheard as Gohan received yet another blow, this time, to the stomach. His lips released a pint of blood, as the Saibamen continued kicking. Chuckling, the creature loomed over his opponent and pounded his chest victoriously. His brief moment of triumph was interrupted by a Ki beam to the face. Screeching, the Saibamen backed away from Gohan and attempted to soothe his skin.
Using that to his advantage, Gohan rose to his feet as he dusted himself off. Sliding into an advanced demon stance he waited. His waiting time wasn't considerable as the Saibamen soon struck out, enraged by his actions. The Saibamen charged, fists extended, but only caught the passing breeze. Turning as he heard the sound of feet landing, he came face to face with Gohan's knuckles.
As the Demi-Saiyan fully extended his fist, he felt something grab his arm. Gohan only realized what happened later on, when he was promptly thrown to the opposite end of the plain by the Saibamen. Gritting his teeth the adolescent quickly realigned himself. Fortunately, he did it in great timing as the Saibamen's fist breezed past his face. Deciding he'd had enough Gohan went on the offensive.
Latching on to the Saibamen's fist he twirled, picking up momentum, before finally tossing him into the nearby distance. The Saibamen crashed into a mountain, shattering it as he landed. Realizing his opponent was still dazed Gohan seized the opportunity and struck. Vaulting into the air, Gohan positioned himself directly in front of the sun.
"What's he doing?"
Krillin's question went unanswered as Gohan plummeted to the ground. Stirring from the rubble the Saibamen stood up just in time to see the Demi-Saiyan about to collide with him. The creature gasped as Gohan's heel slammed into his stomach. Unrelenting, Goku's son pummeled the Saibamen with multiple kicks. With a final stomp, Gohan halted, momentarily. Back flipping off of him, he landed on the ground, to the monster's right, before leaping again. The Saibamen's eyes widened, expanding in horror, as the final, fatal, punch to the solar plexus struck.
"Too easy, I was expecting something a little more difficult," Gohan smiled as he dusted his hands.
"Don't get cocky Gohan. You wasted precious time and exerted needless energy. You should have killed him immediately. Showboating like that only plays into the Saiyan's hands." Piccolo glowered disapprovingly. His pupil was powerful but still had much to learn.
The Demi-Saiyan's shoulders slumped as he heard his sensei's scolding words. As much as he hated to admit it Piccolo was indeed right. He had been warned several times of his tendency to toy with an opponent.
"Don't worry Gohan, you did great." Krillin said, flashing the boy a thumbs up sign. He couldn't let Gohan get too down on himself.
"Which one of you weaklings is next?" Nappa interrupted as he folded his arms together. He was down to his last fighter. Never in his wildest dreams could he have imagined such resistance from the Earthlings.
With a confident stride, Piccolo stepped forward. "It's my turn."
With that the Namekian vanished from sight, reappearing with fists embedded in the Saibamen's gut. Oxygen escaped the creature's lungs as he staggered back. Unrelenting, Piccolo bombarded the Saibamen with an amalgamation of kicks and punches, ending only when Kami's evil half blasted him away, with a Ki blast. As the smoke obscuring the vision of the Saibamen dissipated, he opened his eyes just in time to receive a knee to the jaw. A sickening crunch was heard as his jaw shattered.
Satisfied with his handiwork Piccolo distanced himself and awaited the next confrontation. Shaking the cobwebs, the disgruntled Saibamen scowled as he dusted himself off. Smirking, Piccolo waved for the Saibamen to attack. Charging full speed it appeared that he was attempting to headbutt the Namekian in front of him. Grinning, Piccolo slid into a defensive stance. He was caught by surprise when a white stream of liquid ejected from the creature's skull. Bewildered, Piccolo narrowly escaped the fluid's trajectory, by leaping to the side.
"What was that?!"
Turning, the Namekian observed the damage to the landscape. The stream of liquid had gashed a significant amount of the ground beside him. Can't let that happen again. Switching his focus back to the battle at hand, Piccolo attacked. The Saibamen shrieked as Piccolo's elbow smashed into his face. Unrelenting, the Namekian kicked into mach-1 and began pummeling the unprotected Saibamen for several minutes.
Numerous claps of thunder echoed throughout the landscape, as Piccolo clobbered his opponent. With a final shockwave inducing punch, Piccolo materialized in the sky. Glaring, Piccolo paused momentarily as he observed the damage he'd caused. His opponent was bleeding profusely and had several scars across his body. Sensing the battle was coming to a close he decided to go in for the kill. Moving his hands, golden bolts of lightning began encompassing his fingers. The onlookers below blinked questioningly as the heard the sound of crackling energy.
"What's he doing?"
"Just watch, it's an incredibly powerful technique," Gohan smiled as he knew what was coming. "This fight is about to be over."
Krillin blinked quizzically before refocusing his attention on Piccolo who had finally gathered enough energy. Gazing down at the sizzling power in his palm, the Namekian snarled. With his hands forward he uttered three words: "Explosive Demon Wave!"
Bright lights illuminated the sky as the attack converged on the Saibamen. His terrified scream echoed across the plain as he was disintegrated.
"BOOM!"
A humongous explosion followed as Piccolo unleashed all the energy. Torrents of wind washed over the battlefield, nearly knocking down the onlookers below.
"Damn…what…. happened?" Krillin quickly received a response as soon as the smoke cleared. There was nothing! Not even a particle of dust was left.
"That's it? I was expecting an actual challenge." Piccolo snorted in disgust as he rejoined his group. All that Saiyan tough talk was for nothing.
"Maybe we won't need my dad's help after all." Gohan smiled as he pumped his fist.
"I was really worried about these Saiyans, but I'm not so afraid anymore. If this is all they have in store, we're in pretty good shape." Krillin mused as he rubbed his chin.
Growling angrily Nappa clenched his fist. Things certainly hadn't gone as planned. Glancing out of his peripheral he could sense Vegeta's growing displeasure. The Saibamen had all been easily defeated in minutes by the Earthlings. But at the very least it had allowed the Saiyans to observe some of their techniques. Nappa could no longer afford to watch from the sidelines.
"I guess I'll have to kill you myself then," Cracking his knuckles the larger Saiyan stepped forward. "I promise you this fight won't be as easy, nor will it be fun." The peaceful calm that had washed over the battlefield immediately dissipated as Nappa's words were uttered.
Turning to his left and right Piccolo warned companions to be on edge. The real battle was about to start.
Age 762 (2012), Mojave Desert, USA
"So this is the planet Kakarot was sent to?" Turles mumbled to himself as he scanned his surroundings. It was completely barren, but that was to be expected when his ship had landed in a desert.
"The nearby power levels are pitiful. How did my foolish nephew fail his mission? All of these humans should have been eradicated by now!" His brother's ineptitude appeared to have been passed down to his son.
It was of no consequence, though. His mission on this planet wasn't to serve the PTO's agenda. He was here of his own devices, on a search for the Dragonballs. If the tales were true the mystical orbs would be able to grant him his heart's desire. He could finally gain the power necessary to crush Frieza like the bug he was.
Unfortunately for him, Vegeta and Nappa had arrived on Earth for that very same reason. One on one Turles might have been able to defeat the prince. Vegeta's skills were legendary, even outside of the PTO. But the space pirates skills were nothing to scoff at either. It would have been a vicious battle, but Turles was willing to take those odds.
Nappa, on the other hand, was completely irrelevant here. He could easily dispose of that overgrown buffoon. A simple Ki blast, at full power, would destroy him. But battling both Saiyans at the same time was something Turles was not prepared for. On top of that, the Earthlings were sure to provide some sort of resistance.
Even if he did somehow manage to defeat Vegeta and Nappa, he wouldn't have the strength left to defeat the Earth's heroes. His best bet now was to simply wait it out. The other Saiyans were already engaged in battle with the Earthlings. Hopefully, both sides would sustain grave injuries from the battle, allowing him to easily swoop in and take the Dragonballs. There was no reason to overexert himself here.
All I have to do is wait it out. Nappa and Vegeta will do all the heavy lifting for me. This is the first and only time the royal family will ever do anything useful for me. Hopefully, those Earthlings possess enough power...!
The Saiyan's thoughts were disturbed as his scouter began sporadically beeping. A high power level is approaching. Impossible! How can someone so powerful exist on this backwater planet! Was Vegeta aware of this? And it appears he's headed directly for me! Before Turles could even process another thought, a red and blue blur whizzed in front of him.
"I was on my way to Chikyu when I saw your spaceship stranded in the middle of nowhere. Who exactly are you?" Kal-El wasted no time as his eyes glossed over the mysterious being in front of him. He was dressed similarly like Raditz.
"A Kryptonian on this planet?" Shock oozed from every word. "I believed all of you were dead. This planet is chalk full of surprises."
"You know about Krypton? About the Kryptonians?" Clark pressed forward, interested in learning more.
"Of course, I do, you fool. We were hated enemies."
Hated enemies? Raditz said the same thing. But that must mean he's a Saiyan!
"I can tell by that bewildered expression on your face that you're at a loss for words right now. You believed we were all dead didn't you?"
"No," Superman quickly corrected. "I already encountered one of your kind. Raditz was his name. He brought nothing but death and terror to this world." We were only warned about two Saiyans. Where did this guy come from? And how could Goku have missed filling us in on such a crucial detail?
"Well, you don't need to worry about me. Once I have what I came for I'll be on my way back to my star system."
"And just what did you come here for?"
"The Dragonballs of course. If you can assist me on my quest, I might even be able to overlook our race's past disputes."
"That's not going to happen," Clark growled as he balled his fist. He was getting a bad vibe from this Saiyan.
"I'm giving you the chance to live and you still have the nerve to spit in my face? Typical Kryptonian arrogance," Turles sighed as he rubbed his forehead. He was being incredibly gracious here too. "This is exactly how your forefathers started the war."
War? Raditz made mention of it during our encounter. My Kryptonian archives have no knowledge of these events. As much as I hate to admit it, maybe he can provide me with some much-needed answers.
"Tell me more about this war. I want to know everything."
"I'll share my information, but only on one condition."
"What?" Kal-El inquired.
A conniving smile settled onto Turles face. "You'll have to beat it out of me."
A big thank you to everyone who reviewed chapter 17!
Authors Note: Please refrain from arguing about power levels in the reviews. It serves no purpose and I'm just going to delete your comment. I've seen multiple stories get flooded by useless bickering. None of you even know what iterations of the characters I'm using. Yamcha, Tien, Chiaotzu, and Wonder Woman will all make important appearances in the next chapter. I know they were featured scarcely, or not even at all in this chapter.
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[1]: Those two will be major characters in a story arc later on. A simple google search will reveal who they are.
[2]: For those of you who might be unfamiliar, Beatriz Da Costa is the superhero known as Fire.
Q/A:
darkmist111: The Superman/Goku fusion will be with the Potara. Superman has Ki, he just doesn't know how to use it. Gohan's divine heritage will eventually be unleashed, but it will be before the Buu saga. Tien and the rest of the human DBZ characters will be more relevant in this story. There's a lot of technology in this shared Universe. You'll see what they do with Raditz body in future chapters.
Ferdiad: Gohan is still receiving an education though, I showcased that in Chapter 14. He just won't be a nerd like he was in canon. Super Saiyan Blue is probably not going to be included in this story. I don't really intend on going past SSJ4 or SSG.
DDEATHSHADE: I'm not really sure. Lifting power doesn't necessarily correlate with battle strength.
Lostgamer64: No, that was a complete typo on my part.
Jackalope89: Demi-gods can technically still be gods, so a distinction is kind of hard to make.
Breakawayfan: It's just going to be Batman, Superman, and DBZ cast.
Guest: I've answered this question multiple times, read my previous chapters.
Talonsen: You are misinformed about the DC Universe. Beerus is no where near that powerful.
6tailedninja: Harry Potter books exist in this Universe. I went back and edited it.
Axcel: You are very misinformed about Superman's capabilities.
Ultimate Black Ace: Reviews like yours make my day, thank you so much. I acknowledge the fact that I haven't really built up the Goku/WW and Steve/Chichi pairings. I do plan on expounding on how those relationships were formed though. Romance admittedly is not one of my stronger points.
Nikola the Einstein: Beerus is just the god of destruction for his pantheon. That doesn't mean his job has to be limited though.
Itheone: 1. The sub-plots are indeed necessary. 2. I'm not going to include Darkseid War. 3. Beerus and Whis will be part of this story. 4. It will be a mixture of both. 5. DC Rebirth won't happen in this story. Glad to hear you haven't abandoned your stories.
Nikola the Einstein: Yes, he'll produce it naturally as a result.
Lone Gundam: As a result of the Dragonballs, that's not really going to be possible though.
Jason123: I plan on using Beerus, Whis, and SSG from DBS. I might use SSJ4 from from DBGT.
Moshe30350redstar: Good guess, but Shay isn't an alien though.
Sailor Dragonball 87: Goku knows about Final Destination because he's watched it. Diana isn't a Demi-goddess right now, but that's subject to change. You'll see what Cadmus is planning with Raditz body in future chapters.
welsh samskara sage: Tori-Bot is Akira Toryama. How can Toriyama's creation be above himself?
Outplace: The Legion of Superheroes will probably not appear in this story at all.
dark flacon: Yes
Dude64: I don't appreciate you insulting another story in my comment section. Leave whatever issues you have with his story in his comment section please.
Uub God Of Destructuon: Gohan's tail was cut off in canon as well. There would be no reason for him to keep it in this story. Piccolo's telepathy was never shown to be that strong either. You'll just have to read and see what happens lol. Gohan will not be paired up with Videl in this story.