Chapter III: Welcome back, Legend of the Brave!
Legend of the Brave is back! Assemble earth's strongest fighters!!


Uubu-kun landed with celerity upon the marble floor of formerly-Kami's lookout creating small wisps of fractures in the process. He had been practicing and training non-stop for almost a year or so, as his strength increased almost dramatically. Entering the Room of Spirit and Time was still another obstacle to overcome, but he had a cogitation of readiness. He hadn't felt so ready since participating in the 28th Tenkaichi Budoukai. His village and family nonetheless would certainly be proud of him if they could see them right now, he thought to himself as he wiped the perspiration off his brow.

He then walked toward Mr. Popo, who had been tending to his little sentimental garden.

"Mr. Popo, when will Gokuu come back to train with me?" Mr. Popo quickly turned his head towards the boy. To Mr. Popo, Uubu was just a re-incarnation of the dreaded Buu. Heaven forbid that he would ever revert back to his old self again.

Mr. Popo sighed ever so apprehensively. "Mr. Popo isn't sure…maybe Son Kun will arrive shortly. I hear that he and some of the others have been searching for the dragon balls. He doesn't forget things like this-or does he…?"

"Hello!" Gokuu greeted as his Instantaneous Movement easily vexed Mr. Popo.

"Sensei!" Uubu greeted.

"Hello Uubu! Would you like to continue you're training? I think it would be wise if we trained before anything happens… "

"Hai! --But I was hoping that I-aah-I mean we could train in the Room of Spirits."

"That's Room of Spirit and Time! Hey, Mr. Popo, can we u-"

Popo interrupted, "Yes, you both can use it. But for how long?"

Gokuu placed his hand on his chin; cogitate in thought.

"Two days. Or two years for us-that is. How does that sound Uubu?"

"Hai! That would be good!" Uubu's voice cracked with joy.

"By the way Mr. Popo-san, where is Dende?"

Gokuu's cheerful expression had sunk.

"Sensei, what's wrong?" The air cracked with silence for a brief moment.

Gokuu raised his head toward the sky and glanced for a moment and lowered back down.

"I feel something...something is wrong…"

He hadn't felt a ki this radical since the days of the Cell game when Gohan went Super Saiya-jin two.

But it couldn't be anyone he currently knew. Gohan had stopped training eons ago. Probably Gohan was just raising his ki to see if he was still strong.

Gokuu looked down at the boy, startled from his thoughts.

"Eeeh," he sighed, glancing briefly back up into the sky.

"Something's happening out there, that's all. I suppose I should go see what it is." Uubu nodded.

Gokuu tugged at the boy's hair and grinned.

"I don't think we should see about it just yet. Maybe it is Gohan or Vegeta or Piccolo-san…" Mr. Popo suggested.

"Nah, I would know if it was theirs, but I don't sense any real fighting. But if something were to go wrong I would go and check."

Mr. Popo nodded and sighed.

"Now Uubu, lets go in the Room of Spirit and Time and see if you can mature fighting wise, ok?" Uubu's sensei implied.

Uubu happily responded, "Hai!" He did look indeed he was ready to over-come any obstacle, like any good pupil. With both fists clenched and eyes firm, he was about to take another bold leap into ascension.

They both walked cautiously toward the large, white room. Mr. Popo followed them, slowly. He stepped beside the large door and presented.

"This," he said, "is the Room of Spirit and Time," Gokuu smiled thinly.

Uubu-kun gulped.

***

Gohan briefly glanced at his watch, anxiously checking the time before he could finish his ever SO big final exam.

Usually, he would be the bastion of good timing and sense by finishing it a lot earlier than most of his fellow peers. But today was not one to expect fate smiling.

Seeing that the room was half-empty, he paced a whole lot faster throughout the last part of the Quadra physics exam. Then finally he finished, left the classroom with a half relieved and half worried expression met with Videl's.

"So Gohan, how did you do?" Videl asked as she grasped Gohan's arm.

"Considering that this is the very last test before I actually go into the field of a scholar, I think I bombed...plus the whole after life thing. Dad is really worried…"

"Ah come on. You aced all of your other exams, plus you crammed last night like no tomorrow, I don't see you actually failing anything. You guys always pull through, I mean you did defeat Buu."

"There's always a first for everything." Gohan replied with a sigh.

"Oh Gohan, you worry too much. And before you ask, I asked Gyuu Mao if he could watch Pan."

"Am I that predictable?" asked Gohan.

"Only when you're tense and stressed over all that."

"There's a reason…"

"Never mind. Anyway, well I think I got a "C" on my final if it'll make you feel any better."

Out of nowhere, Gohan took Videl by the legs and picked her up as if she was the damsel in distress.

"Now is this predictable?"

"You know I might be a little more convinced if you actually took me and kissed me ever so passionately."

Gohan chuckled a bit, although a bit embarrassed.

"You gave me that same look before Pan had been born."

"I...I did?"

"Yep. And you still managed to retain that youthful look."

"Aww, you're such a sweet heart. Thank you!" Videl's expression became more light-hearted then usual.

Videl herself chuckled at the fact they had been together for so long but yet Gohan possessed that undeniable boyish charm. Videl then, unexpectedly, covered Gohan's face with kisses before he had even realized. Gohan then went in for the kill as he kissed Videl between the lips, with his glasses dropping in the process.

"Hey you two get a room! Disgusting!" Yelled a familiar voice.

Gohan paused for a moment from kissing, knelt down to pick up his glasses, put them back on, squinted and saw that Sharpener, standing steadfast. He had deemed some formal attire, which looked like he was on his way to get married as his unruly, golden hair was tied into a long ponytail.

"I knew I would find you here!"

"Oh hey! What are you doing here?" Gohan replied.

"Hey, its that any way to respond to a recent honorary inductee of Mr. Satan's Sleeping Dragon Clan?"

"Sleeping Dragon Clan...? Did I miss something?" Gohan asked while scratching his head.

Videl literally sprinted towards Sharpener and gave him a big hug.

"Oh wow! Sharpener! I haven't seen you in such a long time! That's wonderful! My father is training you?"

Gohan had never seen Videl so excited since the day she found out that she was pregnant with Pan.

"Yes. Training with your father is of the highest honor. I just hope I can live up to his expectations." Gohan seemed surprised by this revelation. Sharpener, a disciple of Mr. Satan?

"Hey Videl! Still with this loser chump Gohan? Heh, heh..." Sharpener added jokingly.

"Ha, ha...ha..." Videl's robust expression went down a watt.

"I'm just pulling your tail Gohan!" Sharpener swatted Gohan on the back, leaving Gohan whether to laugh with or take his comment personal. Sharpener continued, "Wow, it's been so long since I transferred out of here...So what'd I miss while I was gone?"

Gohan muttered to himself, "Well..."

"Gohan and I got married!" Videl interrupted as she jumped back to Gohan's side.

"Congratulations! I'm not surprised, they way you two were exchanging saliva. Ha, ha..."

Gohan placed his hand behind his head as he muttered, "Yeah..."

"But you know Videl, you could have always married me!" Sharpener winked towards Videl.

"But then Videl would lose her sanity."

Videl cleared her throat and then asked, "So what's the occasion?"

"Well since I'm being inducted to the clan, I have to look my sharpest." Sharpener, pointed out. He tugged to the lowest part of his collar and smiled almost diabolically.

"Um...well, congratulations on joining." said Gohan.

"Ha, ha, look at this guy! You'd think..." Sharpener's voice had drowned out while something captured Gohan's attention.

There, a small girl in a typical schoolgirl uniform had roamed across the campus. It was unusual to see a little girl in any university. Perhaps she as gifted for her age, Gohan thought to himself.

She seemed so different and at the same time, so oddly familiar. Her pale skin stood out like the winter sun. Her deep, dark crimson hair was spiky enough for her to be a saiya-jin, minus the tail. But what had really captured Gohan's attention were her eyes. They illuminated with a faint, hoary pigment as they met with Gohan's. And before he could even blink...

"Gohan...GOHAN!" Videl yelled.

"Wha...What? Oh sorry, I got distracted for a second..."

"By what? That chick with the rack?" Sharpener added blatantly.

"Rack...wha? No, it was..."

"That expression is priceless! Admit it Gohan, you were looking weren't you? Don't worry, what all the guys here wouldn't do to get with her."

"Sharpener don't be silly, Gohan would never do such a thing."

"Ha! If I were married I would still do the same. Get over it! She was nice to look at and Gohan just admired her...um, you know..."

Videl shook her head in modest disapproval toward Sharpener.

"Hey don't look at me like that!" Sharpener responded.

Gohan turned his head again to find the girl again, only to see that she was gone.

"Gohan? What are you looking at? Is it that girl?" Sharpener pointed out towards the very attractive woman socializing with another of her friends.

"Yes, I mean no! I mean..."

"He did it again! I love screwing around with you bud. Crap, look at the time! Got to get going to the inductory meeting ceremony. See you later guys!"

"No wait Sharp, were coming with you. I can't believe dad didn't mention this. We both wouldn't want to miss it now would we Gohan...?" Videl asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Uh...No! Of course not!"

"Ok. Hurry up! Don't want to be late for my own ceremony. Come on, we'll ride in my hover car."

"We'll talk about this later Gohan..." whispered Videl with the most moody tone of voice Gohan had heard since her pregnancy.

Gohan himself gulped. "Oh boy…what a day..."

***

By mid-afternoon, light showers had begun to pour on Capsule Corporation. Thunder and lightening hadn't found its way over the area and Bulma was thankful for that.

Pulling out a cigarette, Bulma haphazardly yawned and wiped her forehead with the back of an arm. She quickly lit it and inhaled almost immediately.

"Huh, that's weird. The seismograph is going off the chart…but there's no earthquake…huh." Bulma muttered in bemusement.

Glancing back down at the reflection of her latest project, a familiar face pinged at the forefront of her mind and quickly took the cigarette out of her mouth.

"Shouldn't you be training in the gravity room?"

"Feh, shouldn't you stop smoking those damned things...?" replied back the widow peaked warrior.

Vejiita stood at the doorway with a white towel placed on his shoulder. He found himself sweating from the brow, frowning toward Bulma's nasty little habit.

"I can't help smoking..."

Instead of answering back, Vejiita walked closer towards his aging wife, narrowing his eyes.

"I would take them away if I wanted to by force…"

"But you won't and it's simple as that." sharply replied Bulma.

"After all these years you still have a knack of being stubborn! Women! Humans! BAH!"

"Ha! You sir, need some therapy…"

"WHAT!?! THERAPY!? If I want 'therapy', I'll go and find something to raze. Feh, therapy…therapy for the weak!"

Bulma rolled her eyes, and without saying another syllable, walked out of the laboratory and decided to go outside and bask in some moist, mid-day air, regardless of what Vejiita said.

Bulma sighed as she dropped her cigarette and crushed it with her the sole of her shoe. Vejiita then placed his hand on her shoulder and chuckled under his breathe as heard by thousands of people before their inevitable deaths.

"What's so funny?" Bulma asked.

"Nothing. On Vejiitasei, females who disobey their spouses are considered treasonous." Said Vegeta, to stir his wife.

"What the hell does that mean…?"

As Bulma tried to finish her sentence, a sudden flash of brilliant light shone through the smoke and gliding dust. Through the dust, an oval shaped machine vaguely made itself visible. Naturally, it caught their attention and they immediately went to investigate.

"Wait, Bulma. You stay here…" Without questions, Vejiita flew off to see what had landed in front of the Capsule Corp. building. Vejiita tensed up; ready for anything.

Then a tall, distant figure caught Vejiita's attention. The dark figure came out from the temporal mist. Before Vegeta could even move, Bulma yelled, "Tapion! Wait Vegeta! Don't do anything!"

Indeed it was Tapion. Tapion smiled as he greeted in an utmost polite manner, "Hello, there. How are you? Where are all the others?"

Vejiita thought that this character was the one who nearly destroyed this planet but quickly reminded himself that the demonic leviathan had been hidden inside Tapion's soul and was already destroyed by Kakarotto-damn him for finishing it off before he could rise and destroy it himself-at least the damned demon suffered a little before its anti-climatic demise, for destroying his house. Grinding his teeth in annoyance, he stared at Tapion, without reducing one bit of his guard.

"I said WAIT! Vejiita, its only Tapion! Don't do ANYTHING!" Bulma yelled as she heavily exhaled while running. He stopped and tried to refrain Vejiita from doing anything irrational.

"Vejiita…just stay…"

"But, Bulma…"

"Tapion! It's so good to see you! It's been such a long time! Trunks will be so excited!" She exclaimed and hugged Tapion in surprise while ignoring Vegeta in the process. Boy did Bulma have energy.

Vejiita raised an eyebrow and crossed his arms in a disapproval type of fashion.

"Why didn't you visit us sooner? Why…who's this?" Bulma kneeled to the small, quite possibly younger figure besides him.

"Why this is Minoshia, my brother. Say hello to Bulma!" Tapion suggested while ignoring the other guy besides Bulma.

"Hi. I'm honored to meet you." Bulma grinned widely and greeted him, "Oh! Of course! So this is the brave little warrior I heard so much about." Minoshia blushed and grinned back.

Vejiita grunted in disgust but kept silent.

"Why I have to get Trunks and Goten and Gokuu. They'll be ecstatic!"

Tapion smiled on again.

***

As Gokuu and Uubu made their first steps inside, a voice called their attention. Gokuu turned his head and saw Dende holding a tall staff at the doorway to the Room of Spirit & Time.

"Gokuu, thank Kami. I've reached you just in time. Yajirobe informed me that Bulma had wanted you to come to Capsule Corporation as soon as possible. Would you know what they're inferring?"

Gokuu beamed a blank stare for a moment.

"To tell you the truth, I have no idea. What's going on? Is there some kind of trouble?"

"No-no. Nothing to that extent. She mentioned something about a Tapion…Would you know what she is talking about?" Dende asked.

Gokuu's face brightened up. "No kidding! Tapion's here? WOW!"

"Tap-ion?" Uubu asked, trying to make out each syllable.

"I take that as a yes." Dende replied.

***

Muten Roshi watched the Konatsu warrior from a distance. Studying and training for so long had made him somewhat as an overseer, like any sensible sensei. The eternally aging Muten Roshi was indeed impressed by the warrior's poise and strength. Although Tapion's power never really came close to most of the saiya-jin prowess, containing a demon within his being for little over a millennia would without question, count as having some sort of power. Perhaps, the warrior's strength delved mostly in the category of defense rather than brute offense. Muten Roshi's train of thought had all but disappeared in the wake of a reunion.

"Brother!" exclaimed the somewhat older Trunks, which Tapion hadn't laid his eyes on in years. Before Tapion could say anything else, Trunks found himself gripping Tapion's hand in a gesture.


"You've grown so much Trunks! I can sense you're power…you're becoming quite the warrior yourself."

"Heh, thanks!"

"Brother?" Minoshia thought to himself.

"Hey, you must be Minoshia! You can be my younger brother. What do you say?" Trunks suggested.

Minoshia looked back up to Tapion for reassurance as Tapion quietly nodded.

"Sure!"

"Hey Bulma, how many parties do you plan on making?" Goten asked.

"Didn't you're mother teach you some manners, young man? Maybe you could be just a little more grateful that Tapion's here."

"But…but…"

"Now Trunks, who are all these people? Are they you're friends?"

"Well, yeah you can say that. Over there is Muten Roshi and, and over there is Yamucha besides the green guy which by the way is Piccolo-san. He hails all the way from Namek." Tapion was struck quite odd to see such a warrior but quickly shifted his attention back towards Trunks.

Trunks then noticed Tapion barring a quiver carrying what it seemed, a newly formed sword.

"Hey brother, is that a new sword? Looks cool." Tapion drew his sword as light reflected from it. The sword itself drew attention from the others at the welcome party.

"Hai. Its been made from the holiest of mineral. It's a great weapon when it comes to fighting. It can slice a falling hair in twain. Njanai has blessed us." The sword's blade, almost four feet long, had words and symbols elegantly embedded along the length of the blade. The handle was gold with a large emblem crested in the pommel.

"If you made a new sword then you must have made a new ocarina."

"…No. Since Hildegarn was destroyed there was no real need to make a new one."

"Oh…"

Then suddenly Tapion felt a hand grabbing at his shoulder and turned his head.

"Tapion! It's been such a long time. Good to see you my friend!"

"Gokuu!" Tapion was definitely happy to see Gokuu and all the others. They greeted each other, threw in a few stories and jokes and it was then Tapion made a compromise.

"You are all more than welcome to come along with us back to Konatsu. You could also train there if you'd like." At least most of the participants most likely agreed to come along.

"That'll be great! I've never been to Konatsu…wait…the afterlife…"

"What about it?" Tapion asked.

"It's a long story, Tapion. There's some weird force invading the afterlife. We're not really sure who's behind it." Trunks stepped in.

'Nani? That's terrible! What about your gods?" Then Tapion noticed a misty vortex forming at the center of the backyard of the Capsule Corp. building and narrowed his eyes. From the temporal mist, came an old, minute witch sitting atop of a large, crystal ball and behind her, walked an ancient deity.

"Baba? Kaiou-Sama?" Piccolo beamed.

"Hey, what's going on, King Kai?" Yamucha addressed the northern Kaiou by his nickname, but this time the deity let it slide and beamed, "Excuse me, but this concerns everyone."

"What it is?" Gokuu asked.

"I am here partly because I cannot communicate with anyone via telepathy. Its as if something is blocking all communication. Very odd," He then began to clear his throat and eyed the legend of the brave with worry, "I see that you have a visitor."

"Hai. This is Tapion. The one I told you about…the legend of the brave." Gokuu readily answered.

"Ah, of course. And what brings you here, Tapion?"

"I have come with my brother to visit Trunks and the others. From what I hear you're situation is dire." Tapion's voice took a more serious tone.

"Indeed."

"Kaiou-Sama. Tapion invited us to Konatsu…"

"NO! Absolutely not!" Kaiou-Sama yelled.

Gokuu blinked baffled, "Why not?"

"Do I have to remind you? The afterlife is in great peril! ARE YOU MAD?"

"With no disrespect Kaiou-Sama, Tapion came a long way from Konatsu to visit us. I think it would be rude not to except." Gokuu bent half way to whisper in the northern Kaiou's large ear.

"Gokuu, now is not that time for pleasantries! I came here because of the advancement of our situation. The ether…it's become stronger. Countless warriors of many galaxies have come to prove their worth by challenging this force, but to no avail. As strong as they may seem, they have little effect. Paikuhan is alerting much of the points of the heavens. I'm afraid there's little else we can do…"

"Kuso. There must be a way…" Piccolo grumbled.

"Hey, what did you say about a fallen god? About a prophecy…" Gokuu scratched his head, looking a bit constipated.

"…Yes. The deals are a bit obscure and vague, but it is said that this god, before he was stripped of his omniscience, he uttered a curse on all what is now the celestial planes. I suppose this curse is the source of the ether. It lay dormant for eons, but now…"

"Hey, I know! Why don't you guys go into Tapion's home world and we can deal with the ether from there!" Bulma exclaimed.

"You know that's not a bad idea! What do you think Kaiou-Sama?" Gokuu looked in his former sensei's soul.

"I am not sure, but it is not as if we have any other options…"

"Hey Vejiita, do you want to come along with us? You can train and spar there!" Gokuu yelled.

Then Tapion walked behind Vejiita, placed his hand on his shoulder and asked, "You must be Trunk's father. You are more than welcome to come along with us."

The saiya-jin prince turned towards the elfin figure and dejected, "Feh…I wouldn't be caught dead on your damn planet." Vejiita brushed Tapion's hand aside and walked away, steadfast. Vejiita had no trouble-offending people he hardly knew. Tapion blinked in an odd fashion and his expression lowered down a watt.

"Don't worry about him, he's like that with everyone." Trunks reassured him with a smirk.

"You know Vejiita does have a point. Some have to stay behind in case something does happen." Piccolo pointed out.

"I guess you're right…why don't Trunks and maybe a few others join with Tapion on his way home."

"My people are looking forward to see you, Son Gokuu. It would most dissapoint them if they do not see you in person." Tapion smiled.

"Um…I guess I'll be going then! Tomorrow morning we head of to Konatsu. I can't wait!" Gokuu declared.

"Then I'm coming too." Said a beginning to be raspy, feminine voice.

"Bulma? But…"

"Why not? Is it just because I'm female? Is that it?"

"Its not that…its just…"

"Just what?"

Then Gohan interrupted and filled in for his father, "Its just we need someone who can build a time machine that can support more than one person. Let's see we have, what, six people who going to Konatsu. So the only person here who can actually build such a contraption is you. Plus if we would run into some trouble, you could always send us another machine to get us back."

"Well…all right. But just remember who actually built the original Hope machine."

Goten and Trunks then gave a high five at each other and laughed.

***

"C'mon Chi-Chi, it'll only be for a couple of days. Besides, it's just Tapion who invited us. And plus, were going to be the guests of honor on his planet, I suppose."

"I'm sorry Gokuu but the last time you went into outer space, I nearly went mad with worry. Not only for you but also for Gohan. Plus you just got here. You need to hold up to your end of the bargain mister." Gokuu sighed once again.

"Bargain…what bargain…?"

"Look, I just don't want you to leave so suddenly…You leave me for a year without any contact and expect me to just let you go?"

"…Yeah…"

Hearing Gokuu's response, Chi-Chi had almost lost her balance.

"But the thing is I'm not really going into space. I'm going back in time to another planet called Konatsu. It's the home of the Legend of the Brave! Or at least I think that's how it goes."

"I don't care if it's the home for the pope. If you're going, then I'm going too."

"Oh, Chi-Chi…"

"Now everyone's spouses want to go…" Gokuu thought.

"I'm just worried something might happen…"

"Its not like I'm going to fight anyone. It'll only be for a couple of days and before you know it, bam! Were back!"

Gokuu held Chi-Chi, in his embrace and made a wink but to no avail, it did not ease the heaviness in her heart. Gokuu picked up is bag of things for the trip and kissed Chi-Chi on her forehead and said his farewells.

"Gokuu…" Chi-Chi muttered to herself in solace.

***

Amidst the rising sun, a warm breeze brushed against Pan's hair as she was held up close to Videl's embrace. As Pan could tell, almost everyone had gathered in front of the Capsule Corporation building. She was mystified as to whom that guy with the big ears was standing with all the others. Videl had the look of worry in her eyes as Gohan held her up close and kissed his wife and daughter.

"I promise we'll be back by Saturday. Just try not to worry." Said Gohan.

"For the one hundredth time just go."

"Its not like I don't want you to go but with Pan and all…"

"I'll be fine Gohan. Just enjoy your time there and try not to worry yourself to death about me and Pan so much. Ok?"

"Ditto for you."

"Daddy, I wanna go to." Pan reached over toward her father.

"Sorry honey. Daddy's been invited and there isn't enough room to fit everyone." Pan pouted and stared into Gohan's ebony eyes.

"Just don't give me that look…*sigh* Too late…"

"Wow! I can't believe were actually going to the Legend of the Brave's home planet! Woo-hoo!" Goten celebrated in front of the newly crafted time machine Bulma had built. The word 'Hope' had been embedded in front of the machine just like the previous model. The craft had been built specifically to travel through time. It resembled something out of an intergalactic sci-fi novel, only smaller--much smaller. Tapion was amazed on how such little time was spent making this ship. Bulma was definitely handy when it came to building anything that had to do with electronics and myriad programming.

"Why Bulma, this is incredible!" Tapion gasped.

"I had help. A lot of help actually."

"All right, I guess everyone's here. Is the ship ready Dr. Briefs?" asked Gokuu.

"Yes, all the coordinates are set and the ship is good as ever. Trying to emulate my daughter's original concept was a challenge but I've managed to improve on it and so…"

"Kuririn-san! Over here!" Gokuu interrupted as he waved.

"Yeah Gokuu!" Kuririn waved back as he walked towards the leaving party.

"So did you ask her?"

"Yeah but I realized that if I went, the kids would be much of bear on Juu, and I don't want to burden her."

"Don't mind him. Of course you can go dear." Juuhachi-gou gave Kuririn a peck on the cheek.

"Wha…? But Juu, what about the new baby? How are you going to manage without me?"

"I'll manage…believe me. I could always ask your friends' wives for help."

"Now were talking! So it's settled. We now have eight people going."

"Eight?" Kuririn asked.

"Uubu's coming along too. I think he needs a break from all the training he's done, right Uubu?" Uubu simply nodded and grinned sheepishly.

"Just be careful with my husband, he's quite fragile you know." Juuhachi-gou jokingly implied.

"Pssst, Juu…don't make me look bad in front of the others…"

"I wonder if Yamucha and Tenshinhan and Chaouzu are coming…" Gokuu wondered.

"If they were, they would be here by now…" Kuririn pointed out.

"I'm right here." Yamucha whispered behind Kuririn.

"Bah! Don't do that…"

"Heh, couldn't help it."

"So are you coming along?" Gokuu asked.

"Nah, I really don't like to travel to other planets all that much. Besides I got's me a new 786 Corona fully loaded with all the goods. I'm thinking on taking a road trip with Puar. Heck, maybe I'll meet up with some foxy ladies…" Yamucha immediately place his shades, beaming a glaring grin.

"Yeah…Kami willing." Kuririn muttered, eyes rolling.

"That's sounds great! Too bad you couldn't tag along…what about Tenshinhan and Chaouzu?"

"Last time I checked on them they were traveling along the northern tundra. You wouldn't catch me there…"

"So is everyone ready?" asked Tapion.

"I sure am!" Trunks greeted with his sword nestled on his back. "Good to see you again Trunks."

"Good to see you too." Trunks smiled. Indeed, everyone was ready to depart and said their last goodbyes to their loved ones.

"Bye everyone!" Gokuu yelled.

Then Bulma inexplicitly yelled, "Just remember, you're being transported to the past now…don't do anything I wouldn't do!"

"Be careful!" Chi-Chi yelled back. Gokuu was the last one to board the ship and so on his way in, he beamed a big thumbs up.

The outer hatch closed and the almost oval shaped ship levitated in mid-air as exhaust poured out of the ship, causing the strongest winds to invade the area. A small figure stood amongst the pouring exhaust. Watching. Waiting. But the figure did not catch anyone's immediate attention.

The ship began to fly upward with incredible speed until at long last it blended into the morning horizon.

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