The sun shone brightly in the morning, more brightly then the sunlight of the past few days have been. Piccolo was sitting down in the warm sand of Kame house meditating. It had only been twelve hours since Trunks had been murdered violently. Piccolo did not want to even think about it. He was not usually emotional about anything but because of the death of Goku he had taken a new perspective on life. How quickly one can be taken away and how much that person affected everyone around them. Speaking of that, Piccolo had noticed a great change in Goten. Not only was he training extremely hard but he was doing it all without food. Normally, a sayian would eat tons of food. Goten, however had lost his appetite with the loss of his best friend. He was always training with as much energy he could spare without using the reserves he needed to live. Piccolo was sympathetic to Goten but was hard on showing it. However now was not the time to sit in an idle state. Piccolo jumped up and slowly joined the circle of fighters that were left. So few. The circle consisted of Krillin, Yamcha, Tien and Chaoutzou. Dende and Master Roshi were inside talking amongst themselves. Piccolo could sense Gohan and Videl somewhere together, not wanting to be separated in times like these. "How will we ever beat Buu without any miracles?" Krillin beat the ground heavily with one fist causing small tremors that radiated across the small island. "Stop it Krillin!" said Piccolo. "We will overcome this threat and we will all make it through. I will see to that." "Oh yeah, well I am always the on who dies. It is always me. I can't stand it anymore!" Krillin took off in a flash and before anyone could react he lowered his Ki and was gone. "No!!! If we are going to win this fight then we need all of us fighting together." "Let him go Piccolo." Gohan had approached with the departure of Krillin. "He IS right, maybe he will do something about it. For now we need to work out a plan to find a safer place to hide out. Roshi's place is great but lets face it, its no fortress and we don't even know if Buu can sense our Ki or not." Krillin flew as fast as he could away from the island. He didn't know where to go so he went to Capsule Corp. Bulma would be happy to see him. When he got there Bulma was working on one of her many inventions. She was constantly working on something. Ever since Trunks died she was stuck in her lab. She was a broken woman, only eating if she was brought something. Those meals were few and far between also because all of the help at Capsule Corp. fled to their families. All that remained were Bulma, her parents, Chi-chi, and Gohan along with Videl. However, now with Gohan and Videl back at Kame's it seemed even bigger. Krillin stopped in the kitchen to fix something to eat for Bulma. He felt so bad for her. She was really pulling together in time of need though because as Krillin walked in he was amazed at the things lining the walls. Most of them looked like weapons of some sort. Most of them however were half-completed and strewn about like Bulma just lost her inspiration for that particular project. "Bulma? Are you here?" Krillin strode throughout the giant room looking for his longtime friend. "Bulma?" He found her at her computer, imputing numbers as usual. "I made you something to eat." "Thanks Krillin, you can set it down here." Bulma pointed at the table next to her that was strewn with papers. She never removed her eyes from the screen. "How is everyone?" "Not too bad. Piccolo is still a hard ass and Gohan and Videl are as close as ever." Krillin looked at the screen and saw only numbers whereas Bulma saw schematics and measurements. "Uh, what are you working on?" "I'm trying to find out how senzu beans are effective so I can try to reverse the effects and thus having a weapon for beating Buu." "I see." Said Krillin. **************************************************************************** * Somewhere on Earth Buu was menacing one of the last few towns that he could find. Ki beams shot in a three hundred sixty-degree angle around the monster. Homes and people all incinerated by the blasts. All the while Buu, enjoying the destruction was laughing. Children were his favorite targets because of the fear that radiated off them as he slaughtered them. Buu spared nothing. Then he took off in search of the next town or village for him to take his pleasure with. He flew with the precision of a bullet and stopped for nothing but food and to kill. Without any opposition he felt no need to be careful and he blew up everything.