Chapter 3: Dealing with Death
Krillin quickly opened his eyes as a thought came to his head. "Hey, what if we use the dragonballs to bring him back, like we did with Chiaotzu?" The others glanced at Krillin, then the smile on there face showed that they understood.
"Yeah, I didn't think of that, we need to go to Bulma's and get the dragon radar!" Tien took another glance at Yamcha. "But we've got to find a place to put his body until we gather the dragonballs. Do you think Master Roshi will take him?"
"Yeah," Krillin answered. "Master Roshi is the one who taught Yamcha, he'll take care of him until we gather the dragonballs."
"Alright it's settled," Tien got up to his feet and pulled Yamcha's lifeless body over his back. The other warriors got onto their feet; the rain was soaking them as it poured. Tien glanced around the city one more time. "We didn't make it in time to save East City, but next time we will." The two short warriors agreed, and all three of them flew off towards Master Roshi's island.
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The three warriors saw the outline of the small island ahead of them; they also noticed that Master Roshi was standing outside wanting. He was an old man, bald, and had a beard that came down a little past his chin, and wore a red button up shirt with shorts, and on his back was an old turtle shell. A sea turtle moved passed him; he was brown all the way.
"I don't like the look of this Master," the turtle said as he saw the three warriors approach.
Roshi looked at the turtle. "Me either, Turtle, me either." Roshi stroked his narrow beard as the three warriors landed in front of him. "Is…is he dead?" Roshi asked. Krillin looked up at his master; his eyes didn't show a trace of sadness. "Why aren't you sad Krillin? He was your friend!" Roshi snapped.
"Because Master, we're going to revive him with the dragonballs!" Krillin explained. "We just need you to look after him until we get back, will you do that?"
"Yeah, sure," Roshi replied. "Just try to get the dragonballs before his body starts to rot!"
"Sure thing Master!" Krillin replied with a smile. "We'll see you after we collect all seven of them!" Krillin waved at Roshi, and turned back to the others and all three blasted off the island and towards West City, were Bulma lives.
Good luck, you'll need it, Roshi thought as he slowly moved Yamcha's lifeless body off the ground and on top of Turtle's back. "Come on Turtle; let's move him into the house."
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The trip to West City went smoothly; there wasn't any sign of danger in the sky. The three warriors blasted through the cityscape, and quickly located Capsule Corp and saw Bulma outside helping her mother with the small garden in front of the entrance way of the building. Tien was the first to land, then Krillin, and last was Chiaotzu.
The three warriors surround Bulma and her mother, Krillin walked up to Bulma to explain what just happened. "Um…Bulma could we use your dragon radar?"
"Why do you want to use my radar?" Bulma asked, eyeing Krillin suspiciously.
"Because…" Krillin was ashamed of himself; he couldn't even tell her that Yamcha was dead…no, not dead, but murdered.
Tien quickly realized it was hard for Krillin to explain so he told her. "Bulma, we need the radar, because Yamcha was killed by that monster Kakarot."
Bulma looked at Tien, her eyes started to water, small drops of tears rolled down her beautiful face. "No…No, not Yamcha, NO!" She leaned against her mother, who put her arm around her daughter to confront her. "I can't believe he's…he's gone!"
"Bulma, if you give us the radar, we can find the dragonballs and bring him back," Krillin tried to comfort her. "Now, please give us the radar."
Bulma wiped away a few tears and walked into Capsule Corp, and quickly returned with the dragon radar in her hand. She handed it to Krillin. "Now be careful, make sure you bring Yamcha by as soon as you gather all seven and make the wish."
"Sure thing Bulma," Krillin turned to Tien. "Alright let's go!" And the three warriors blasted away from Capsule Corp, and headed towards the location of the first dragonball.