WOW! Sorry this took so long. I got caught up in the Holidays, transfering colleges, working on other projects and all that bull, but now I'm back. Kinoha, avidgokufan and Planet Jarret, thanks for the encouragment boost. I hope you enjoy this "long-awaited" second chapter. I know a lot doesn't exactly happen, but you cannot have a story without some storytelling! I'll try to update more often. At least sooner than six months!I promise later chapters will be more action driven.

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Chapter two:

Uub's New Opponent / Building Conspiracy

"You want me to do WHAT!" the short statured Shaolin monk exclaimed.

"Please, Krillin? Just this once?" Pleaded Gohan as he stood in the doorway of Krillin's house.

"Ha, no way man! There is no way in hell I'm going to get myself killed fighting him! I quit fighting for a reason you know! I value life, and every time I fight with you guys, I somehow manage to get every single bone broken in my body with one blow, paralyzed, turned to stone, turned into candy and eaten, or even killed! And now you want me to fight with the reincarnation of one of the most powerful beings to ever exist?"

"Yeah, that sounds about right."

Krillin sighed. "Look, Gohan. I would love to help you out. But the truth of the matter is I've been out of training for the past ten years. Uub wouldn't even have to try to beat the crap out of me."

"But Uub isn't the same as Majin Buu. He needs training to help unlock his potential as a fighter."

"Yeah, and it'd be my luck that it just happens to unlock right in my face." Krillin plopped down on his couch. His fourteen-year-old daughter Marron sat at the table in the next room listening to music and doing homework.

"It's not like it's a fight to the death Krillin, just some sparring matches, enough to get Uub's strength up. Father's not going to give up on Uub, but I think Piccolo's scorns are really starting to affect the poor kid. Although I wonder why he is being so hard on him in the first place."

Krillin ran his fingers through his slightly graying hair, deep in thought. "Can't you get your brother or Trunks to spar against him?"

"No. Trunks is too busy learning how to run Capsule Corp. and Goten is still too inexperienced to help train anyone. Besides, mother is keeping a strict leash on him with academics."

"Hmm… why does that sound familiar?" The two of them laughed. Krillin then got a serious look on his face again and sighed. "I'm becoming an old man now, Gohan. I've retired and packed up my gee." He looked over at Marron still hard at work on her schoolwork. "I just want to live a peaceful life with my family. No more monsters, no more fighting, and no more dying. I've experienced that more often than anyone has to. It is not that I am afraid to accept your offer, it's just a commitment I made to myself and my family."

"I understand Krillin." Gohan patted Krillin on the back and smiled. "I'll see if I can track down Tien and Choatzu. They might be able to help out."

"I'm sorry I am of no use to you. Anyways, compared to you guys, I'm just a pushover." Said Krillin as he got up from his couch and headed to the door with Gohan.

"You are stronger than you give yourself credit for Krillin. Besides, don't worry about it," Gohan heads out the front door, "Tell 18 I said hi." Then blasted off into the sky. Krillin waved at Gohan and then hung his head, staring at the ground.

"I remember a time when you would do anything to train with Goku and the others." Said a voice from behind. Krillin turned around and shut the door behind him. "Why don't you follow him?"

"How much did you hear?"

"All of it." 18 placed her hands on her husband's shoulders. "You should go help them."

Krillin put his hand over 18's. "I just can't 18, not anymore."

"Why not?" 18 turned Krillin around and slapped him across the face. "Snap out of it Krillin, this isn't like you."

"I've been fighting all my life 18. It's a dangerous occupation. I just don't want to worry you and Marron."

"Something else is bothering you, isn't it?"

Krillin sighed. "I've just got a bad feeling, that's all." He looked up into 18's blue eyes. "I just don't know what to think anymore."

"You've been having bad feelings for as long as I can remember, which for me isn't that long… he he he he." Said an older male voice coming from behind the bathroom door. FLUSH! The door opened to reveal Master Roshi with toilet paper on the bottom of his walking stick. "18 is right you know! You need to quit selling yourself short… er… don't think so small of your… er… you're better than that! I didn't train you all those years so you could just wallow in your own sorrow! Hey, that rhymed."

"Then why don't you go then?" Scowled Krillin as he stared down his old martial arts master.

Roshi fixed his sunglasses, put his left arm behind back and hung his head. "I'm an old man Krillin. I just want to spend the rest of my days in the peace."

"You've been saying that for the past thirty years."

"That's not important right now! What matters is you get your ass in line and help Goku and the others!" He then picked up a dirty magazine and sat down on the couch.

"I told you all once before, I made a promise and I intend on keeping it. It doesn't matter if it is just a sparring match."

"You're just scared." Said a voice coming from the other room.

"Marron!" Exclaimed 18. Everyone looked in the kitchen to see Marron standing up with her headphones around her neck and her right hand on her hip.

"You just don't want to face it! All this time you say that you don't want to get us hurt, but in the end you only hurt yourself! You are one of the greatest fighters on this planet and you are just going to let your talents be thrown away?"

"That's enough, Marron!"

"No 18, she's right…" all eyes turned to the little man. A tear welded up in his eye. "S-she's right. I am afraid. Heh, I guess that is what dying three times can do to a guy." He held his fist clenched and slammed it into the wall, causing the entire wall to collapse and giving everyone in the house a view of the ocean. "But no more! I can't live my life knowing that there is more I can do and lives I can make an impact on for the better." He walked over to Marron, and gave her a hug, "Thanks honey."

"No problem, Daddy."

"Master Roshi." The old man looked up from his dirty magazine, seeming oblivious to the missing wall behind him, "Let's get my gee."

"Sorry Krillin, I used that to clean up a spill three weeks ago."

"YOU WHAT!"

"He he he… relax. I'm just kidding. It's in the closet upstairs, to the right."

Twenty minutes later Krillin came back down the stairs in his old gee and with a newly shaved head. "Lookin' good, Krillin!" gawked Master Roshi.

"Hmm… so that's what you look like with a shave head." remarked Marron, who returned to her studies with music blaring in her ears.

"Yeah, but it's a little tight. I guess I put on a few extra pounds." said Krillin, rubbing his head in embarrassment.

"You still look good to me," remarked 18 as she circled her index finger on his head from behind him and kissing it, "so, ready to go?"

Krillin turned around and saw her in the outfit she wore when they first met years ago, "You don't think you are coming along do you?"

18 leaned down and whispered in his ear, "If I come along, tonight I'll make it worth your while." Krillin grinned from ear to ear, "Besides, someone has to keep an eye on you."

"Well… alright. But no one-upping me!"

"I make no promises." The two of them headed towards the open wall to exit. "Roshi, could you keep an eye on Marron?"

"Wha-? Yeah sure." Not even lifting his head from his magazine.

"Marron, do you have your mace?" Marron lifts up a can of mace, "and the other one?" Marron then lifts up an actual mace. "Alright we're off!" The two powered up and blasted off into the sky. They didn't get very far when they ran into a familiar face.

"I knew you couldn't resist." said Gohan, with his arms crossed.

"Gohan!" the two exclaimed.

"Follow me, Dad is this way." And the three of them blasted off with blinding speed toward Goku and Uub.

Meanwhile, in the dark recesses of Other World, deep within Hell, several figures gather around in a secret meeting. The stench of brimstone and sulfur filled the air, but they didn't mind it, they had been used to it.

"Is it ready yet?" snarled one voice.

"It will be ready whenever it is ready! You cannot rush perfection!" snapped another.

"What of the other parts of the plan?" inquired a third voice.

"Everything is in place, we just wait for genius here to complete his part of the plan.

"I told you! It will be ready whenever it is rea-" the voice was abruptly cut off.

"ENOUGH!" Shouted a fourth voice, "I have waited too long for this to have it blown up in my face by you imbeciles! We will show those damned monkeys what we can really do, ONCE AND FOR ALL!"

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Dum dum du du du DUMMM! Bet you can't guess who the fourth voice is (sarcasm, it is a wonderful thing).