"It's the Great Saiyaman!"
The cloaked hero swooped through the sky, grabbing the flaming bus and tossing it into the lake. "Another day saved, thanks to the Great Saiyaman!" He bowed twice then launched into the distance, leaving an impressed crowd behind him.
"Amazing," said one. "He put out that burning bus!"
"Uh," said somebody. "I think the people in it are drowning now. Yeah, they're drowning."
"Can't they swim?"
"Well, he kind of threw the bus on top of them... I think they're dead now."
"Oh, well. At least they didn't die in that burning bus."
"Hooray for the Great Saiyaman!"
Gohan smiled to himself. He was soaring through the sky, just below the clouds, the green and blue Earth unrolling beneath him. The long-awaited peace was here and it looked like it would never end. All the horrors he'd lived through as a child - Piccolo's training, his friends dying at the hands of Nappa, watching Frieza's rampage, Cell, his father dying - had finally brought him to a state of calm.
His house was below him. Cape fluttering in the breeze, he landed dramatically, striking a pose as he hit the ground. "I'm home!"
"Gohan!" Goten came pounding out of the house, and as always Gohan was impressed by the resemblance to his long-dead father. "When are you going to teach me to do that?"
"What, the pose? It's simple, you just go like this--"
"Not the pose! Flying! Who'd want to do a stupid pose?"
Gohan frowned. "I guess you're just too young to appreciate the power of posing, kid! Where's that mother of ours?"
"Oh, somewhere," said Goten vaguely. "She got a little angry when I brought my new friend home."
"Goten!"
"Uhoh," said Gohan. "Hey, I think I have some homework to do. And I think I'll go and do it over there."
"Gohan! Come back!" Goten glanced fearfully over his shoulder. "I can't fly! Mum will catch me!"
"Son Goten, come here this minute!" Chi-Chi marched into view, a huge dinosaur draped over her shoulder. "I want you to explain why you brought this thing into our house, and I want you to explain it NOW!"
Gohan laughed as he flew away. Oh, that silly Goten! He was so busy laughing he didn't notice the low-flying plane until he flew directly into it.
"We've searched everywhere, Kibito," said Kaioshin quietly. They stood on a cliffside, high above the ground, watching the planet stretch away beneath them. "We know he's here. But where?"
"He cannot hide forever, master."
"But he doesn't have to, Kibito!" Kaioshin clenched his fist. "He only has to hide until he's ready to revive Maijin Buu. And then, my friend, our time is up!"
"I had an idea," said Kibito. "He requires power to revive Majin Buu. He will likely attempt to gain it from a gathering of strong people, to make things more convenient for him. And the Budokai is being held a week from now... perhaps his servants will be there."
"You're right, Kibito! The World Martial Arts Tournament! All those strong powers, in the one place - Babidi will jump at the opportunity!" Kaioshin smiled. "Perhaps I'll even have the opportunity to meet the great Son Goku."
"The Saiyajin who defeated Frieza? Is he not dead, Master?"
"Yes, but I have a feeling he will return..."
Kibito screeched. "Do you mean he will return as a zombie, master!?! I shall begin to create some holy water immediately! Oh, to think that he will soon be feasting on the flesh of the innocent!"
"No, Kibito! I mean that I believe Son Goku will be returning for a day, just one day. A soul does not pass from heaven to Earth without the permission of a Kaioshin. Perhaps, with the help of Goku and his friends, we will be able to defeat Babidi when he emerges. We may have a hope, Kibito!"
"So... you're absolutely certain there are no zombies?"
"Shut up, Kibito."
The cloaked hero swooped through the sky, grabbing the flaming bus and tossing it into the lake. "Another day saved, thanks to the Great Saiyaman!" He bowed twice then launched into the distance, leaving an impressed crowd behind him.
"Amazing," said one. "He put out that burning bus!"
"Uh," said somebody. "I think the people in it are drowning now. Yeah, they're drowning."
"Can't they swim?"
"Well, he kind of threw the bus on top of them... I think they're dead now."
"Oh, well. At least they didn't die in that burning bus."
"Hooray for the Great Saiyaman!"
Gohan smiled to himself. He was soaring through the sky, just below the clouds, the green and blue Earth unrolling beneath him. The long-awaited peace was here and it looked like it would never end. All the horrors he'd lived through as a child - Piccolo's training, his friends dying at the hands of Nappa, watching Frieza's rampage, Cell, his father dying - had finally brought him to a state of calm.
His house was below him. Cape fluttering in the breeze, he landed dramatically, striking a pose as he hit the ground. "I'm home!"
"Gohan!" Goten came pounding out of the house, and as always Gohan was impressed by the resemblance to his long-dead father. "When are you going to teach me to do that?"
"What, the pose? It's simple, you just go like this--"
"Not the pose! Flying! Who'd want to do a stupid pose?"
Gohan frowned. "I guess you're just too young to appreciate the power of posing, kid! Where's that mother of ours?"
"Oh, somewhere," said Goten vaguely. "She got a little angry when I brought my new friend home."
"Goten!"
"Uhoh," said Gohan. "Hey, I think I have some homework to do. And I think I'll go and do it over there."
"Gohan! Come back!" Goten glanced fearfully over his shoulder. "I can't fly! Mum will catch me!"
"Son Goten, come here this minute!" Chi-Chi marched into view, a huge dinosaur draped over her shoulder. "I want you to explain why you brought this thing into our house, and I want you to explain it NOW!"
Gohan laughed as he flew away. Oh, that silly Goten! He was so busy laughing he didn't notice the low-flying plane until he flew directly into it.
"We've searched everywhere, Kibito," said Kaioshin quietly. They stood on a cliffside, high above the ground, watching the planet stretch away beneath them. "We know he's here. But where?"
"He cannot hide forever, master."
"But he doesn't have to, Kibito!" Kaioshin clenched his fist. "He only has to hide until he's ready to revive Maijin Buu. And then, my friend, our time is up!"
"I had an idea," said Kibito. "He requires power to revive Majin Buu. He will likely attempt to gain it from a gathering of strong people, to make things more convenient for him. And the Budokai is being held a week from now... perhaps his servants will be there."
"You're right, Kibito! The World Martial Arts Tournament! All those strong powers, in the one place - Babidi will jump at the opportunity!" Kaioshin smiled. "Perhaps I'll even have the opportunity to meet the great Son Goku."
"The Saiyajin who defeated Frieza? Is he not dead, Master?"
"Yes, but I have a feeling he will return..."
Kibito screeched. "Do you mean he will return as a zombie, master!?! I shall begin to create some holy water immediately! Oh, to think that he will soon be feasting on the flesh of the innocent!"
"No, Kibito! I mean that I believe Son Goku will be returning for a day, just one day. A soul does not pass from heaven to Earth without the permission of a Kaioshin. Perhaps, with the help of Goku and his friends, we will be able to defeat Babidi when he emerges. We may have a hope, Kibito!"
"So... you're absolutely certain there are no zombies?"
"Shut up, Kibito."