Spence's Dragon Ball GT Rewrite
Saga One: Domination Saga
Episode 2: A Monumental Ascension
"Great. Now we can get rid of this scum quicker then ever." Goku said, charging forth into battle. With help from Gohan, who had already defeated his opponent, the remaining fighters now knew the weakness of their enemies. These pesky robots wouldn't pose Goku any problem. He was on the warpath.
Goku fought like a man possessed. Every punch and kick he landed was increasingly stronger then the next. The robot floated helplessly, a punching bag to Goku's assault. It finally grabbed Goku's arm and landed a solid kick in Goku's stomach. He just smiled.
"Are you done yet?" Goku asked it. He didn't wait for his answer, because he knew he wouldn't get one. Instead, ascended to Super Saiyan and launched a powerful blast straight into the robot. The robot was knocked to the ground. Sparks flew and sizzled from the numerous cracks and holes covering the robot's body. Goku was left holding it's arm. He threw it aside and burst straight down, like he was going to crush the contraption. The robot had somehow managed to pull itself to it's feet and was anticipating the attack. Instead of body slamming the thing, Goku ended his freefall by ascending beyond Super Saiyan and unleashing a large wave of energy. Goku's opponent was nothing but smoke and a few singed screws scattered across the desert scenery. Goku then pointed towards the robot Goten was fighting, aiming a blast at it.
"No way Dad!" Goten objected. "We're doing this ourselves!" Uub gave a quick yelp of agreement. Piccolo gave Goku a look that clearly said 'Since when have I needed help?' Goku reverted back to a normal Super Saiyan and landed besides his elder son.
"Good luck." Goku wished his allies.
Piccolo took his eyes off of Goku and back onto his opponent. This fight was in the bag. Piccolo hadn't launched a single attack this entire fight. He didn't need to. He was waiting for just the right moment. It came as the robot launched a finisher punch at Piccolo's head. Piccolo strafed to the side and grabbed the robot's arm. His aura burst to life, as Piccolo flew backwards. His arm, however, remained in the same place. He kept stretching his arm out until he was a fair distance away, when he stretched his hand instead. His hand was soon covering the robot like a blanket. He then radiated energy out of his hand. It began to burn the robot for a few moments, but the robot quickly grew immune to the effects. Piccolo concentrated for a few seconds, and had found what he was looking for.
"Bingo." Piccolo said. His theory was that the robots grew immune to certain powers by learning to absorb that power after the robot's armor grew used to it's intensity. He was right too. Piccolo could sense the exact spot where the robot was absorbing the energy. He put two fingers to his forehead and focused his energy into them, and then took dead aim at the robot.
"Makankossapo!" Piccolo announced, as his guaranteed finisher move drilled straight through the energy core of the robot. Piccolo quickly pulled his hand away as the robot exploded into a cloud of dust. Piccolo just laughed. Some challenge.
"Great job, Piccolo!" Goku yelled in admiration, giving him a round of applause. For a second his youthful enthusiasm returned to him, clouding the rage that had built inside of him.
Gohan simply stared in awe at his former master's skill. He thought he had come up with a good theory, but Piccolo's outshone his in every way. Gohan got over it and just laughed. With masters like Goku and Piccolo, he always had more to learn.
Dende stood hunched over the edge of the lookout. Mr. Popo swept the lookout, while the others stood gathered behind Dende, searching desperately for information on their loved ones.
"Good news." Dende told them. "Goku, Gohan, and Piccolo have all won their fights, and things look good for Goten and Uub as well." He was relieved.
"Great!" Pan cheered. "My Grandpa and Papa are the strongest!"
"Strong, strong!" Giru droned in agreement. Suddenly, Giru pivoted towards the far side of the lookout. He sputtered some strange noises for a moment. "Danger, danger!" Giru then announced.
"Danger?" Dende asked, turning his attention to the lookout.
"Where?" Chi-Chi inquired. "I don't see anything!" Just then, a robot appeared over the side of the lookout. It was a small one, like Goku had first encountered at Uub's village, but that didn't mean it wasn't dangerous. Pan ran toward the robot, ready to fight it. Videl charged in front of Pan, holding her daughter back.
"Not yet, Pan." Videl told her. "There may be more, and you need to save your strength!" Instead, Videl flew towards the robot. She dodged a clumsy punch and flew above it, floating by the robot's head. She spun, administering her trademark finisher roundhouse kick, which had knocked Spokovich's head completely around in their fight. It left a large dent in the robot's side. Videl then flew high into the sky. She stopped and charged downwards, hoping to channel all of her momentum into a powerful punch. The robot simply moved out of the way, as it's fist began generating electricity. It spun into a powerful punch, knocking Videl all the way to the other side of the lookout. She hit the pavement, knocking tiles out of the ground. Videl tried to pull herself to her feet, but instead collapsed.
"Mama!" Pan screamed. Energy instinctually gathered into Pan's fists as her anger peaked.
"No! Hold back, Pan!" A voice told her. Pan turned to see her grandmother, Chi-Chi, spinning a broom in her hands.
"She stole my broom!" Popo muttered, staring at his now empty hands. He was shocked.
Chi-Chi spun the broom, jumping into the air and smacking the robot over the head with the broom. The broom shattered and splintered, and a quick kick did the same to Chi-Chi. She flew into the wall of Kami's palace, out cold. Dende, determining that Chi-Chi was in worse shape, moved to heal her. The robot shot a net out of it's arm, trapping Dende in it. Electricity ran through the net, knocking him out as well.
"No!" Pan whimpered. She moved to attack, but another figure was already fighting the robot. It was Mr. Popo, who was putting on quite a show. He landed hit after hit, but the robot put a quick end to it. As Mr. Popo sunk his fist deep into the robot, electricity surged through it's entire body. Popo was sent flying into the air, no longer able to fight.
"That's it, theirs nobody left." Pan told herself. That's when she heard bullets ricocheting off of the robot's body. Machine guns had emerged from Giru's hands, and he was letting the robot have it. A ball of electricity formed in the robot's hand, who seemed unfazed by the relentless ammunition. It threw it at Giru.
"Nobody else is getting hurt because of me!" Pan screamed. In a flash of her blazing gray aura, Pan had moved Giru out of the way. "Leave this to me!" Pan commanded her robot, throwing Giru into the palace. She then charged the robot, sending a beam of energy into the robot's body. The beam annihilated it's chestplate, leaving a gaping hole in it's wake. A long claw emerged from it, grabbing Pan and electrocuting her. Pan, more resilient then her allies, wasn't knocked out yet. Still, she couldn't break free, not even by unleashing her aura full force.
All seemed lost until a streak fell through the sky. It cut through the arm, releasing Pan. Pan looked at her savior. He was a fat man in a dirt colored suit, holding a large sword.
"Hi, pipsqueak. Remember me?" He asked Pan.
"Yeah." She replied, "I think. Your that man from our picnics, uh, Itchyrobie!" Pan exclaimed.
"Itchyrobie. Ugh. It must run in the family." He said. Then he stopped and thought for a minute. "Wait, she's not even related to the bald one." He realized. "Anyway, I'm Yagirobie. Now stand back while I beat this thing."
"Yay!" Pan cheered.
"I don't know why I'm doing this." Yagirobie muttered to himself. "Mr. Buu eats all the food at their stupid picnics anyway." He then charged the machine, stabbing it in it's side. The robot span, sending Yagirobie flying, with his sword still hanging from the robot. Yagirobie landed flat on his back. He groaned, trying to right himself and failing.
"They're all hurt, or even dead!" Pan then cried. "And it's all because of me!" She surveyed her surroundings. Her friends and loved ones lay scattered around her, out cold. "I couldn't stop it!" Pan screamed, at an earsplitting level. Her aura, seeming to take on a life of it's own, covered the lookout, shining an odd golden color.
Pan emerged from the wreckage different from before. Her muscles bulged a bit, and her brown eyes now glimmered a beautiful blue. Her hair had turned blonde, and the areas not covered by her bandanna stood on end. She had ascended to the level of Super Saiyan, becoming the first female to achieve this in modern times, if ever. The robot could sense the change in her, and charged her in fear.
"No more." Pan said, putting her two outstretched hands in front of her. "Masenko!" She said, unleashing the technique. The robot couldn't dodge it, and was left a pile of rubble because of it. Pan wiped the sweat from her brow and admired her work. "It's finally over."
"Yeah." Yagirobie said, picking up his sword. "Just be happy you didn't destroy this, pipsqueak, or I'd have to hurt you."
"How can you joke at a time like this?" Pan asked. "Look at what happened!"
"Hey, it's over now." Yagirobie remarked nonchalantly. "Besides, watch this." Yagirobie removed a bean from a sack on his belt, and cut Dende from his net. He fed Dende the Senzu Bean, and Dende then healed the others. They marveled at Pan's new transformation.
"I'm so proud of you, Pan!" Videl exclaimed, hugging her daughter.
"But how did you get up here, Yagirobie?" Chi-Chi asked him.
"Oh, she brought me." Yagirobie said, pointing to the sky. A tweenaged girl with blue hair landed on the lookout. She was Bra Briefs, Bulma's daughter.
"Bra!" Everybody exclaimed.
"Bra!" Giru exclaimed, twice as loud. He flew from the palace and hugged his former owner. Then, as if remembering her abandoning him, he retreated to Pan's shoulder.
"Thanks so much for your help, Bra." Videl said.
"No problem." Bra replied, flashing a gorgeous smile.
"What about me?" Yagirobie asked in resentment. "Don't I get thanked?" Videl frowned.
"Thanks, Yagirobie." She said quickly, turning back to Bra. "But how did you get here, Bra? I wouldn't think you'd have the stamina to fly all the way here."
"Oh, I don't." Bra said. "Ma brought me." Bra pointed to a hovercar which now floated at the lookout's edge. The cockpit opened, and Bulma Briefs stood on the edge of the car. She looked very chic in a business suit, even if she was beginning to show her age. She had a small black cat lying on her shoulder, limp like a Beanie Baby. She jumped to the lookout, and then her hovercar died, falling out of the sky.
"Shoot!" Bulma exclaimed. She held a Hoi-Poi Capsule in her hand, and had obviously planned on keeping the car. "Oh well, it's to be expected. It took eight tanks of gas just to get up here." Bulma turned to Dende. "You really should lower this place."
"Well, it's not meant to be found." Dende said sheepishly.
"Wait, shouldn't Vegita and Trunks be with you?" Chi-Chi asked.
"Oh, there around." Bulma said, avoiding the subject. She then noticed everybody staring at the cat on her shoulder. "It's my father's favorite cat, Tama." Bulma explained. "After my parents died, it started clinging to me. No he follows me everywhere, like he did to my father. He really is a genius inspiration." Tama meowed.
"Anyway, where's Goku and the others?" Bulma asked.
"Oh, their fighting some ro—" Videl's sentence was cut off by the exhaust of another robot, zooming up towards it's prey.
"Not another!" Chi-Chi exclaimed.
"Wow." Bulma said. "Their incredible! I'm so jealous." Bulma gushed.
"Kamehamaha!" Pan yelled, sending her strongest attack straight into the robot, who was knocked back into the air. However, that fight had taken a lot out of Pan, both physically and emotionally. She couldn't tell if it was destroyed. A pink streak then flew through the Kamehamaha, leaving an explosion in it's wake. The robot was definitely gone now.
"Danger!" Giru again announced, as two more robots emerged in the horizon. Pan collapsed, reverting to her base form. She had nothing left to fight with. It needn't matter. An odd pink beam spiraled through the sky, zapping one of the robots. It changed into a candy bar, falling to the ground to be eaten later.
"It can't be." Videl stammered, realizing who their visitor was. The fourth and final robot charged towards them, but a large pink arm knocked it out of the way. The pudgy, pink savior unleashed an outstanding beam of energy, decimating the machine. He then landed on the lookout.
"Mr. Buu!" Videl laughed. She hugged the being she had come to think of as a relative in the last fourteen years. After all, he lived with her father all of this time. Videl gasped. Her father! She rose to her feet and began shaking Buu. "Where's Mr. Satan!" She desperately asked.
"No worry!" Buu giggled. "Me have him!" Mr. Buu spit a pod from his mouth, which unleashed Mr. Satan in a cloud of smoke.
"Don't worry, people!" Mr. Satan exclaimed, eyes still closed. "Your champion will stop this so-called emperor, just like he did Cell!"
"Don't be silly, Grandpa!" Pan said. "Papa killed Cell!" Mr. Satan opened his eyes and saw where he was. He sheepishly rose to his feet and wiped his head.
"Sorry." Mr. Satan said. "I didn't realize where I was." He looked down at the broken pod lying at his feet. "I didn't realize how small that was. Umph. Anyway, we needed to escape quickly, and Buu figured the safest way to protect me was to absorb me." Mr. Satan slapped his buddy on the back. "Hope I didn't give you too much power there, buddy." Mr. Buu just smiled. Everybody knew to ignore Mr. Satan's boasting by now. It was just part of his nature.
"Guys! They're still fighting!" Dende announced. The crew rushed to Dende's side.
"Who's fighting?" Mr. Satan asked, feeling left out of the loop.
"Goku and the others." Mr. Popo replies.
"Should me go help?" Mr. Buu asked.
"No. Stay here." Dende told him. "The element of surprise might be our best bet, and you'll ruin that if you leave now. Just wait." Mr. Buu backed off, but he looked disappointed.
"Come back safely, Grandpa." Pan whispered. "You have to see what I've done. You'll be so proud, grandpa."
The advanced robot's fist came down hard on Goten's cheek, leaving a mark and some signs of blood. Goten wiped off the blood and smiled. It was time to stop playing around. He could take care of this guy easily.
"You'll pay for that!" Goten boasted, launching a huge blast at the machine. The robot was hit head on. Goten cheered, but was hit by a similar energy blast. The robot stood in the debris, smoke billowing from it's outstretched hand.
"They can shoot energy?" Goten asked in shock. "That's new."
"Apparently they can shoot back any energy that they absorb." Goku realized. "Finish it quickly, son!"
"No problem, dad." The robot shot another blast at Goten, but Goten powered up to Super Saiyan, moving swiftly past the blast and ramming the robot head on. Goten formed an energy ball in his hand and spun around. Instead of shooting the energy, he used it in a way similar to a sword, cutting the robot in half. One side exploded, while the other fell to the ground, spewing sparks. Goten landed and wiped the sweat off his forehead, panting.
"That was easy." Goten said.
"Sure, bro." Gohan laughed, sensing his brother's fatigue.
Uub, meanwhile, matched fist with fist against his robot, the last remaining one. He unleashed a series of small energy blasts at the thing, and then sped behind it as it blocked the blasts. Uub landed a powerful kick in the things back. As the robot span to attack Uub, he used Instant Transmission to teleport behind it. Uub began shooting small energy shots at it. The robot absorbed them, charging at Uub. The robot unleashed a powerful punch, but Uub had already disappeared.
"Kamehamaha!" Uub announced, unleashing the most powerful technique he knew. So far, Uub's fighting style only copied the techniques he had been taught by Goku. Goku's next phase in training was going to be to teach Uub to create his own techniques and implementing them mid-battle if the need be, but so far Uub was faring well on his own. The Kamehamaha knocked the robot out of the sky.
"Way to go, Uub!" Goku cheered.
"Thanks, teach!" Uub responded. He was then hit by an energy beam. The robot was still alive!
"Don't worry, Uub!" Goku coached. "Just keep fighting it the way you were, and you should beat it easily!"
"But I can't!" Uub yelled. "I put everything I had into that Kamehamaha! I can't create anything stronger!"
"Don't panic Uub!" Goku commanded, panicking a bit himself. "I'll finish it!" Goku prepared to jump into the air.
"No!" Uub yelled. Goku jumped back. He hadn't been expecting that.
"But how can you finish it?" Goku asked.
"I don't know, but I'll find a way!" Uub insisted. "I won't give up!" Uub pulled both hands behind his head and launched a powerful blast. The robot, realizing it was now invulnerable to anything Uub could throw at it, let itself get hit. The attack did nothing, of course. Uub threw one blast after another, but nothing made any difference.
"Stop it Uub!" Goku told his student. "You're only helping it!"
"No! I have to win!" Uub screamed. He reached far back one more time, and unleashed everything he had. Surprisingly, his aura exploded into a blinding pink color. Pink electricity flew off of both Uub and his blast, which was pink as well. The robot had no time to move as the blast annihilated it, leaving a large crater in it's wake.
"That was different." Goten remarked.
"Looks like he finally tapped into the true power of Kid Buu." Piccolo said, realizing where the power had come from. Uub had been using the power of Buu all along, of course, but this was the first time that Uub had been able to unleash anything close to the full capacity of his power. A whole new plain of power had just opened to Uub. Goku jumped to Piccolo, getting him into a headlock and covering his mouth.
"Keep quiet!" Goku whispered loudly. "I haven't told him who he really is yet!" Piccolo gasped.
"Why!" Piccolo asked in shock.
"I was going to give Uub a chance to see his true power, and to realize the fact that he could use it without becoming corrupted like Kid Buu, before telling him who he was." Goku stared proudly at his student. "Now is that time. After that battle, I'm telling him who he once was." He then looked pleadingly at Piccolo. "Keep quiet until then, alright?"
Piccolo just nodded. He would have told Uub right away from the start, but it was Goku's student, not his. Uub ran over to his master, cheering.
"Did you see that, Goku!" Uub exclaimed, overjoyed at his victory.
"You bet." Goku said, putting his arm around Uub. "You did great."
"He's right!" A voice said. Our heroes all turned in the direction of the voice. It was coming from the speaker still intact on the robot Goten had cut in half. The speakers blared up again. "I knew you'd survive, Goku, but I never expected any of you to do so marvelously. Bravo!"
"Show yourself, you coward!" Goku commanded.
"Okay, it's time for you to meet the being who will be your end anyway!" the voice said, laughing maniacally. Seconds later, a robot floated down from the sky. It was larger then either of the other two models. It had a black, shiny stomach that looked as if made of chrome. It was taller, about six feet tall, with sharp claws on each hand and foot, which were on some very flexible arms and legs. It had no head, so to speak, and speakers and rocket boosters covered the robot's body. All areas other then it's black stomach were white, shined to perfection.
"You're a robot?" Goku asked. The others collapsed.
"No, you fool!" The voice yelled, as the robot jumped up and down. It then gained it's composure, and it's black stomach unfolded. "I'll have to let you see the real me." It could now be seen that it's stomach was a passageway to a cockpit embedded deep inside the robot. A small figure walked out from it.
The little figure was only about three and a half feet tall. He wore a black shirt with Japanese lettering on it, and black pants as well. He had on a blue and black hat with a star in the middle. He had a white, frilly collar around his neck. The little guy's skin was blue, and he was missing several teeth. He was also very old, and you could tell. Age hadn't treated him well.
"Do you remember me now, Goku?" He asked.
"Yeah!" Goku exclaimed. "You're, you're…" Goku scratched his head. "Just who are you, anyway?" The little man collapsed, looking very frustrated. He pulled himself to his feet.
"I'm…" The little man began.
"You're Emperor Pilaf!" Piccolo called out, realizing where he had heard the voice before.
"You ruined my dramatic introduction!" Pilaf whined.
"Who's Pilaf, Piccolo?" Goku asked.
"Pilaf was the man who originally released me, or technically, Diamoh, from Mutengen's jar!" Piccolo exclaimed. "I believe you knew him previously, Goku, but I haven't seen him since I dropped him out of my spaceship!"
"Of course!" Goku exclaimed. It had finally clicked. "And you're the man Bulma, Yamcha, Pu'ar, Oolong, and myself originally stopped from using the Dragonballs all those years ago!"
"Good!" Pilaf cheered. "I see you both not only remember me, but you also remember all those horrible things you did to me! I guess I don't need to explain my revenge then!"
Goku, Piccolo, and the others stared at Pilaf and his robot. Pilaf had always been smart, but he shouldn't be capable of creating minions this powerful. Goku then remembered that Dende said Shenlong had been summoned. That must have been where Pilaf was getting this power. He frowned. This just kept getting worse.
"Now that introductions are out of the way," Pilaf began, "Let's finish this. Prepare to die!"