As Gohan was being observed up in space, Krillen and the others arrived on
the battle scene.
Tien walked over to Goku's body. He was long gone, but something about his facial expression was happy. Tien smiled slightly.
"Even it the times of his own death...Goku can still find something worth smiling about."
"Krillen! Why do you suppose Piccolo's body isn't here? I don't sense him so where is he?" Yamcha called out across the field.
"Didn't you know Yamcha? As Piccolo dies, so does Kami, their essence just seems to disappear when they die, and as do their bodies." Master Roshi answered.
"How did you find that out?" Oolong questioned.
Master Roshi stuttered. "Okay fine! That may not be the truth behind it but I know for a fact that his body disappears!" Master Roshi covered.
Oolong looked at the old master with suspicion. Master Roshi faked a cough and turned the other way. Krillen knelt by Goku and stared deep into his cold eyes.
"Why Goku? Why did this happen?"
A loud and large aircraft hit the ground blowing smoke over the field. The door to the plane fell as it was kicked from the inside and a woman with black hair jumped out in a furious rage.
"Where is he?! Where is Gohan!?"
"Calm down Chichi! We'll find him." Krillen tried to sooth her.
Chichi looked around the vacant field, all her anger washed away by tears as her gaze fell upon Goku. She ran towards him screaming and crying. As she reached him she collapsed to the ground, crumbling over him.
"Chichi please stop crying." Yamcha begged.
Chichi turned to face him. Her eyes were blood shot and rage filled her again. She stood up, shaking with anger. Chichi glared into Yamcha gritting her teeth. Yamcha backed away slowly, his hands held up in mercy and fear cutting at his throat.
"How dare you!" Chichi cried. "I've just lost my husband. My only son is missing. And no one is left to protect the earth! Did someone forget about that!? If these two failed, then that guy must still be alive...he's out there somewhere!"
The Z fighters were shocked at that fact they had all over looked. If Goku and Piccolo were gone...Radditz must still be alive.
"But I don't sense his power level." Yamcha stated.
"Yes. There is defiantly no one here with that kind of power." Tien confirmed.
"I think we should go have a chat with Korin." Master Roshi suggested." If there's anything going on, he would know."
"That still doesn't solve the fact that Gohan is missing!" Chichi growled.
"Don't worry Chichi, Korin will be able to tell us where he is." Bulma assured her.
"Okay, we better move fast. The fate of the world depends on it." Yamcha recited from his favorite cartoon.
Krillen, Tien, Chiaotzu, and Yamcha set out for Korin's Tower.
"Aren't you coming Master Roshi?" Krillen asked the old geyser.
"I'm getting to old for this. I'm going to go take a nap." Roshi replied.
~
They arrived on Korin's Tower and were greeted by the little white cat.
"Korin. We are kind of in a bind. We don't have a clue what's going on. If Goku and Piccolo are gone, and Radditz is still alive, then why isn't he here?" Krillen asked.
"Ah yes, the loss of Goku and Kami is a pricey one. With Piccolo's death, Kami died too, and therefore, the dragon balls are useless."
Yamcha jumped.
"You mean we can't bring Goku back?! He's just gone forever!?"
"Sadly yes. Now, I'm no expert on this Saiyan race, but my guess is Radditz left, and entrusted the fate of the earth to other warriors. This will not be last of the Saiyans we will see. And if they are as strong and skilled as Radditz, then I fear the earth shall be theirs." Korin prophesized.
"There's no hope is there?" Chiaotzu asked rhetorically.
"Don't say that Chiaotzu. There is hope as long as we are alive. We can figure out some way to stop them. We have to." Tien reassured his friend, and him self as well.
"Master Korin. Do you know what happened to Gohan? He wasn't at the field where we found Goku." Yamcha inquired.
"Ah, poor boy. Alas, when Radditz left, he took the boy with him. He is Goku's son; therefore Gohan is the nephew of this man. Perhaps, Radditz saw use in him." Korin answered.
"I am not going to be the one to tell Chichi." Yamcha called.
Tien and Chiaotzu waved their hands in protest.
Krillen sighed. "I guess I'll do it..."
~
"Vegeta! I want a report on how the boy is doing." Frieza ordered.
"The boy shows signs of pampering and coward ness. He will not respond to any of my tactics. This boy is of no use. He is a half breed we need him not." Vegeta reported.
"Come now Vegeta. Do you really think I would allow his training if I thought he was useless?" Frieza questioned.
"What are you hinting at Frieza?"
"I sensed in him something strange. He has hidden depths to his powers. Perhaps you should try a new method."
"If you think he is capable of so much...why risk him betraying and destroying you?"
"He is young, young enough for me to persuade and train him. He won't remember much of his past life when he is older. Therefore, we can teach him our ways, he will become accustom to them. He will abide to them. I may have failed in successfully teaching you Vegeta, but you were older than this boy, and raised in a completely different manner. Leave me now Vegeta, and get back to work." Frieza explained and ordered.
Vegeta left the room, commenting under his breath. Instead of returning to 'work' Vegeta dropped by one of the hangouts. As he walked through the crowd, he was teased for training a half ling.
"Hey hey Vegeta. Almighty prince. How goes the babysitting?" Nappa snorted.
"Can it Nappa. I'm not in the mood."
"Lighten up Vegeta. Your scare that poor little baby."
~
Gohan looked in awe of his surroundings. Nothing seemed familiar and his want for his parents was growing. The door to the left of him opened and Frieza came walking in. Frieza knelt down beside him smiling as 'sweetly' as he could. Gohan whimpered softly and scooted back.
"Hello there young one. What is your name?" Frieza asked 'kindly'.
Gohan didn't answer. Instead he turned to face the wall. Frieza grew a little impatient.
"Speak child!"
"My mommy told me not to talk to strangers."
"Oh...well...I'm not a stranger. I'm a good friend of your mommy."
Gohan turned back around.
"Really?"
"Oh sure. Yeah, we go way back."
"Why isn't Mommy here then?"
"Mommy's taking a little break. She is very tired. I'm going to take care of you until she returns. But in order to do that you have to talk to me. Now. What is your name?"
"G...Wait. If your friends with Mommy, why don't you know my name?"
"Well...I...I just want to hear you say your name. That's all."
"Oh...it's Gohan."
"Gohan. There that wasn't so hard. I'm Frieza and I'm going to be a good friend of yours for quite a while."
Tien walked over to Goku's body. He was long gone, but something about his facial expression was happy. Tien smiled slightly.
"Even it the times of his own death...Goku can still find something worth smiling about."
"Krillen! Why do you suppose Piccolo's body isn't here? I don't sense him so where is he?" Yamcha called out across the field.
"Didn't you know Yamcha? As Piccolo dies, so does Kami, their essence just seems to disappear when they die, and as do their bodies." Master Roshi answered.
"How did you find that out?" Oolong questioned.
Master Roshi stuttered. "Okay fine! That may not be the truth behind it but I know for a fact that his body disappears!" Master Roshi covered.
Oolong looked at the old master with suspicion. Master Roshi faked a cough and turned the other way. Krillen knelt by Goku and stared deep into his cold eyes.
"Why Goku? Why did this happen?"
A loud and large aircraft hit the ground blowing smoke over the field. The door to the plane fell as it was kicked from the inside and a woman with black hair jumped out in a furious rage.
"Where is he?! Where is Gohan!?"
"Calm down Chichi! We'll find him." Krillen tried to sooth her.
Chichi looked around the vacant field, all her anger washed away by tears as her gaze fell upon Goku. She ran towards him screaming and crying. As she reached him she collapsed to the ground, crumbling over him.
"Chichi please stop crying." Yamcha begged.
Chichi turned to face him. Her eyes were blood shot and rage filled her again. She stood up, shaking with anger. Chichi glared into Yamcha gritting her teeth. Yamcha backed away slowly, his hands held up in mercy and fear cutting at his throat.
"How dare you!" Chichi cried. "I've just lost my husband. My only son is missing. And no one is left to protect the earth! Did someone forget about that!? If these two failed, then that guy must still be alive...he's out there somewhere!"
The Z fighters were shocked at that fact they had all over looked. If Goku and Piccolo were gone...Radditz must still be alive.
"But I don't sense his power level." Yamcha stated.
"Yes. There is defiantly no one here with that kind of power." Tien confirmed.
"I think we should go have a chat with Korin." Master Roshi suggested." If there's anything going on, he would know."
"That still doesn't solve the fact that Gohan is missing!" Chichi growled.
"Don't worry Chichi, Korin will be able to tell us where he is." Bulma assured her.
"Okay, we better move fast. The fate of the world depends on it." Yamcha recited from his favorite cartoon.
Krillen, Tien, Chiaotzu, and Yamcha set out for Korin's Tower.
"Aren't you coming Master Roshi?" Krillen asked the old geyser.
"I'm getting to old for this. I'm going to go take a nap." Roshi replied.
~
They arrived on Korin's Tower and were greeted by the little white cat.
"Korin. We are kind of in a bind. We don't have a clue what's going on. If Goku and Piccolo are gone, and Radditz is still alive, then why isn't he here?" Krillen asked.
"Ah yes, the loss of Goku and Kami is a pricey one. With Piccolo's death, Kami died too, and therefore, the dragon balls are useless."
Yamcha jumped.
"You mean we can't bring Goku back?! He's just gone forever!?"
"Sadly yes. Now, I'm no expert on this Saiyan race, but my guess is Radditz left, and entrusted the fate of the earth to other warriors. This will not be last of the Saiyans we will see. And if they are as strong and skilled as Radditz, then I fear the earth shall be theirs." Korin prophesized.
"There's no hope is there?" Chiaotzu asked rhetorically.
"Don't say that Chiaotzu. There is hope as long as we are alive. We can figure out some way to stop them. We have to." Tien reassured his friend, and him self as well.
"Master Korin. Do you know what happened to Gohan? He wasn't at the field where we found Goku." Yamcha inquired.
"Ah, poor boy. Alas, when Radditz left, he took the boy with him. He is Goku's son; therefore Gohan is the nephew of this man. Perhaps, Radditz saw use in him." Korin answered.
"I am not going to be the one to tell Chichi." Yamcha called.
Tien and Chiaotzu waved their hands in protest.
Krillen sighed. "I guess I'll do it..."
~
"Vegeta! I want a report on how the boy is doing." Frieza ordered.
"The boy shows signs of pampering and coward ness. He will not respond to any of my tactics. This boy is of no use. He is a half breed we need him not." Vegeta reported.
"Come now Vegeta. Do you really think I would allow his training if I thought he was useless?" Frieza questioned.
"What are you hinting at Frieza?"
"I sensed in him something strange. He has hidden depths to his powers. Perhaps you should try a new method."
"If you think he is capable of so much...why risk him betraying and destroying you?"
"He is young, young enough for me to persuade and train him. He won't remember much of his past life when he is older. Therefore, we can teach him our ways, he will become accustom to them. He will abide to them. I may have failed in successfully teaching you Vegeta, but you were older than this boy, and raised in a completely different manner. Leave me now Vegeta, and get back to work." Frieza explained and ordered.
Vegeta left the room, commenting under his breath. Instead of returning to 'work' Vegeta dropped by one of the hangouts. As he walked through the crowd, he was teased for training a half ling.
"Hey hey Vegeta. Almighty prince. How goes the babysitting?" Nappa snorted.
"Can it Nappa. I'm not in the mood."
"Lighten up Vegeta. Your scare that poor little baby."
~
Gohan looked in awe of his surroundings. Nothing seemed familiar and his want for his parents was growing. The door to the left of him opened and Frieza came walking in. Frieza knelt down beside him smiling as 'sweetly' as he could. Gohan whimpered softly and scooted back.
"Hello there young one. What is your name?" Frieza asked 'kindly'.
Gohan didn't answer. Instead he turned to face the wall. Frieza grew a little impatient.
"Speak child!"
"My mommy told me not to talk to strangers."
"Oh...well...I'm not a stranger. I'm a good friend of your mommy."
Gohan turned back around.
"Really?"
"Oh sure. Yeah, we go way back."
"Why isn't Mommy here then?"
"Mommy's taking a little break. She is very tired. I'm going to take care of you until she returns. But in order to do that you have to talk to me. Now. What is your name?"
"G...Wait. If your friends with Mommy, why don't you know my name?"
"Well...I...I just want to hear you say your name. That's all."
"Oh...it's Gohan."
"Gohan. There that wasn't so hard. I'm Frieza and I'm going to be a good friend of yours for quite a while."