Dragon Ball Neo:
A visit to God's tower, the Dragon balls reborn!
Koffi, Tree, and Dante stood silently waiting for Master Roshi to instruct them on what they should do for training, but he merely stood there, he seemed to be thinking their exercise over in his head.
"Yeah, that'll do nicely," he muttered to himself. "Ok you three, I've got your exercise decided." Koffi who had been looking at his surroundings for the last few minutes and had gotten a pretty accurate impression of Roshi's personality was the first to speak up.
"You aren't gonna send us to get more dirty magazines are ya? Your stash seems big enough as it is, and besides, don't you know that looking at those things will make you go blind?"
Dante and Tree erupted in bouts of laughter and Roshi was quick to silence them. "Listen you three! I'm your sensei, and you'll do as I say! Now stop with the stupid humor and listen."
He cleared his throat and looked Koffi directly in the eyes before continuing. "Now, as you all three know, during your battle today, many innocent people lost their lives." His gaze grew especially cold as he said this.
His gaze fell on Koffi as he spoke, "I want you three to know that before I can actually begin training you, you must repair the damage you have done and end the suffering you have caused."
Koffi stepped forward, "Master, how exactly can we do this? The people we killed are gone, when something or someone dies they simply stop existing, they don't go anywhere, so how can we bring these people back from nothing?"
Dante and Tree nodded with grim agreement, they both wished they could bring the people they had killed back to life, but as Koffi had said, that just couldn't be done.
Master Roshi however seemed to think differently.
"That is where you're wrong," he said with a grin.
"When a person dies, no matter whether they're a human like the people you killed today, or an alien such as yourselves; they appear before the great King Enma. Now Enma has a book in which he has the names of everyone who has died and important details about their life. Based upon their actions in life they will either be sent to Heaven, which is a place of great happiness, or they will be sent to Hell, a place full of the spirits of evil beings from throughout the universe."
Tree stepped forward, "Master, even if this is true it doesn't explain how we can bring back the people who died today, King Enma must've already judged them."
Master Roshi gazed at his students waiting patiently for them to think about what he had told them. Tree seemed accepting Dante appeared to be deep in thought and Koffi simply muttered something about, "the old guy being completely senile."
After waiting a few seconds longer Roshi continued.
"This planet is protected by a god, his name is Dende and he is from a race of people known as Namekians. The Namekians have the power to create mystical objects known as the, 'dragon balls.' Each set of dragon balls has seven of the spheres and when all several of them are brought to gather in one location, the great dragon god Shenron can be summoned, and he will grant you two wishes."
Dante seemed to be the first to grasp the importance of this, "So we can use these wishes to revive the people we killed!"
Roshi nodded, that's exactly right.
Tree stepped forward, "but Master Roshi, where are the dragon balls?"
Master Roshi looked thoughtfully upwards, "Well, the last known set of dragon balls were absorbed by a former student of mine named Son Goku."
Tree, Koffi, and Dante all fell to the ground simultaneously; Koffi was the first to his feet and immediately in Master Roshi's face. "Wait a minute old man, you mean to tell me that you want us to gather these damn dragon balls and they don't even exist anymore?!"
Roshi looked Koffi in the eyes and sighed. "My boy Dende still lives, true he is much older than he was when he created his first set of dragon balls but he still lives and I'm sure he can make another set just as easily."
Tree and Dante who had by now gotten to their feet stepped forward next to Koffi and Dante cleared his throat. "Master, if what Koffi says is true and the dragon balls don't exist, then how can we gather them?" Roshi merely chuckled and drew a capsule from his pocket, which he threw on the ground causing an airplane to appear seconds later. "Climb in boys and I'll show you." A little bit later, after a very cramped and uncomfortable trip in the tiny craft our heroes arrived at Dende's tower, also known as, "The Tower of God."
Tree stared in awe at his surroundings while Dante was looking for any signs of Dende he could find; Koffi on the other hand just looked bored.
Master Roshi was also in the process of searching for Dende when a door opened and the wise god stepped forward from within his sanctuary. Master Roshi smiled as he looked upon Dende's aged visage. "So there ya are, how ya been?" Dende smiled back, "Why hello there Roshi, what brings you to my tower?"
Roshi cleared his throat and summoned his students forward, "No doubt you saw what took place down below today," he inquired of the Namekian. Dende nodded gravely, "Yes I saw all of the destruction as it unfolded, and I can't help but noticed that the three who caused the horror are now accompanying you."
Roshi nodded thoughtfully, "Yes, they have seen the error and what they have done and wish to repent, that is why we are here in fact. Could you create another set of dragon balls so that the people killed in the battle today may be brought back to life?" Dende smiled, "of course I can!"
A few minutes later Dende had crafted a completely new set of dragon balls and the three sayajins gathered around them gazing in wonder and amazement. Dende looked at Roshi, "Well, shall I summon Shenron?"
Roshi shook his head, "No, I want you to scatter the dragon balls across the planet, if they are serious in their goal to revive the people they killed today we'll make them prove it by working for it." "As you wish," Dende replied and in a flash the dragon balls had lifted into the air and shot off to various points on the globe.
Koffi was the only one not too speechless to speak up. "You know," he said with great sarcasm in his voice, "this just keeps getting better and better."
A visit to God's tower, the Dragon balls reborn!
Koffi, Tree, and Dante stood silently waiting for Master Roshi to instruct them on what they should do for training, but he merely stood there, he seemed to be thinking their exercise over in his head.
"Yeah, that'll do nicely," he muttered to himself. "Ok you three, I've got your exercise decided." Koffi who had been looking at his surroundings for the last few minutes and had gotten a pretty accurate impression of Roshi's personality was the first to speak up.
"You aren't gonna send us to get more dirty magazines are ya? Your stash seems big enough as it is, and besides, don't you know that looking at those things will make you go blind?"
Dante and Tree erupted in bouts of laughter and Roshi was quick to silence them. "Listen you three! I'm your sensei, and you'll do as I say! Now stop with the stupid humor and listen."
He cleared his throat and looked Koffi directly in the eyes before continuing. "Now, as you all three know, during your battle today, many innocent people lost their lives." His gaze grew especially cold as he said this.
His gaze fell on Koffi as he spoke, "I want you three to know that before I can actually begin training you, you must repair the damage you have done and end the suffering you have caused."
Koffi stepped forward, "Master, how exactly can we do this? The people we killed are gone, when something or someone dies they simply stop existing, they don't go anywhere, so how can we bring these people back from nothing?"
Dante and Tree nodded with grim agreement, they both wished they could bring the people they had killed back to life, but as Koffi had said, that just couldn't be done.
Master Roshi however seemed to think differently.
"That is where you're wrong," he said with a grin.
"When a person dies, no matter whether they're a human like the people you killed today, or an alien such as yourselves; they appear before the great King Enma. Now Enma has a book in which he has the names of everyone who has died and important details about their life. Based upon their actions in life they will either be sent to Heaven, which is a place of great happiness, or they will be sent to Hell, a place full of the spirits of evil beings from throughout the universe."
Tree stepped forward, "Master, even if this is true it doesn't explain how we can bring back the people who died today, King Enma must've already judged them."
Master Roshi gazed at his students waiting patiently for them to think about what he had told them. Tree seemed accepting Dante appeared to be deep in thought and Koffi simply muttered something about, "the old guy being completely senile."
After waiting a few seconds longer Roshi continued.
"This planet is protected by a god, his name is Dende and he is from a race of people known as Namekians. The Namekians have the power to create mystical objects known as the, 'dragon balls.' Each set of dragon balls has seven of the spheres and when all several of them are brought to gather in one location, the great dragon god Shenron can be summoned, and he will grant you two wishes."
Dante seemed to be the first to grasp the importance of this, "So we can use these wishes to revive the people we killed!"
Roshi nodded, that's exactly right.
Tree stepped forward, "but Master Roshi, where are the dragon balls?"
Master Roshi looked thoughtfully upwards, "Well, the last known set of dragon balls were absorbed by a former student of mine named Son Goku."
Tree, Koffi, and Dante all fell to the ground simultaneously; Koffi was the first to his feet and immediately in Master Roshi's face. "Wait a minute old man, you mean to tell me that you want us to gather these damn dragon balls and they don't even exist anymore?!"
Roshi looked Koffi in the eyes and sighed. "My boy Dende still lives, true he is much older than he was when he created his first set of dragon balls but he still lives and I'm sure he can make another set just as easily."
Tree and Dante who had by now gotten to their feet stepped forward next to Koffi and Dante cleared his throat. "Master, if what Koffi says is true and the dragon balls don't exist, then how can we gather them?" Roshi merely chuckled and drew a capsule from his pocket, which he threw on the ground causing an airplane to appear seconds later. "Climb in boys and I'll show you." A little bit later, after a very cramped and uncomfortable trip in the tiny craft our heroes arrived at Dende's tower, also known as, "The Tower of God."
Tree stared in awe at his surroundings while Dante was looking for any signs of Dende he could find; Koffi on the other hand just looked bored.
Master Roshi was also in the process of searching for Dende when a door opened and the wise god stepped forward from within his sanctuary. Master Roshi smiled as he looked upon Dende's aged visage. "So there ya are, how ya been?" Dende smiled back, "Why hello there Roshi, what brings you to my tower?"
Roshi cleared his throat and summoned his students forward, "No doubt you saw what took place down below today," he inquired of the Namekian. Dende nodded gravely, "Yes I saw all of the destruction as it unfolded, and I can't help but noticed that the three who caused the horror are now accompanying you."
Roshi nodded thoughtfully, "Yes, they have seen the error and what they have done and wish to repent, that is why we are here in fact. Could you create another set of dragon balls so that the people killed in the battle today may be brought back to life?" Dende smiled, "of course I can!"
A few minutes later Dende had crafted a completely new set of dragon balls and the three sayajins gathered around them gazing in wonder and amazement. Dende looked at Roshi, "Well, shall I summon Shenron?"
Roshi shook his head, "No, I want you to scatter the dragon balls across the planet, if they are serious in their goal to revive the people they killed today we'll make them prove it by working for it." "As you wish," Dende replied and in a flash the dragon balls had lifted into the air and shot off to various points on the globe.
Koffi was the only one not too speechless to speak up. "You know," he said with great sarcasm in his voice, "this just keeps getting better and better."