"Sounds like they skipped another night," Yamcha remarked, breaking off his training, "but, knowing Bulma, that's not a surprise. She takes not knowing things as a personal insult."
"I'll go see if they need anything," Chichi said, "could you and Roshi find Kami and Chiaotzu? We need to organise an assault."
Yamcha and Roshi agreed on that, and went off to search the others. Chichi watched them leave, and then walked to the lab area where she knew Bulma and Gero were, and entered the lab. She saw Gero sleeping, fully clothed, on the bed he had had put into his lab, since he refused to leave his work longer than what he thought was absolutely necessary. Bulma, however, was awake, even if barely.
"Ah, there you are," Bulma said, "listen, I can't make it to the living room, so I'll tell you what to tell the rest, okay?"
"Sure Bulma," Chichi said, taking a seat at the desk where Bulma was sitting, "what is it?"
"This is the thing you asked for," Bulma sleepily told her, "It's a virus that makes Piccolo's body go into a gas-form. It's in a syringe, because I don't know what'll do to other people"
"This means, Chiaotzu'll have to mentally hold him," Bulma yawned, "but that's no problem, since he had Kami to practise on."
"Now when his body reaches gas-form, Kami must do a Mafuba attack on him." Bulma mumbled, "I know it kills whoever uses it, but Kami is an exception to that, with him and Piccolo being linked and all."
"Now, in stead of a pressure cooker or a jar, he must lock Piccolo into himself," Bulma said, "so that when Piccolo tries to get out, he kills Kami, and thus himself too."
All right Bulma," Chichi said, "I'll tell then just as soon as I get you to bed."
After it became obvious she couldn't reach anything as far as the door even if she wanted to, Chichi supported her as they walked and she had to carry the exhausted woman up the stairs. When they reached Bulma's bedroom, she was already sound asleep. Chichi closed the curtains after laying her in bed and, in the dark, walked over to the door. Whispering a silent good night, she gently closed it behind her and proceeded to meet the others.
Meanwhile, Roshi had found Chiaotzu in the garden house, while Yamcha had spotted Kami meditating between a row of trees. They took them back to the living room, and were soon joined by Chichi, who passed Bulma's message on to everybody. They had all agreed several days ago that killing Kami wasn't an option, since they needed the dragon balls to bring back Goku and the others, and sealing Piccolo inside Kami seemed fitting somehow. After all, the two of them HAD been one being a long time ago.
"There's still something that bothers me," Yamcha wondered, "Would doing this affect the dragon balls?"
"I... don't know." Kami reluctantly answered, "Piccolo was the one that created the dragon balls, so there's no telling what would happen to them. This has never been done before."
"Well, there's a first time for everything," Chichi said, "and it isn't helping anybody if we just sit around here waiting for Piccolo's next move"
"Okay, here's the plan," she continued, "As the faster flyers, Yamcha and I will fly on ahead of the others. We'll attack Piccolo all-out, so he won't have the time to create a Ki attack. Roshi, Chiaotzu and Kami will be on the second attack wave."
"While we keep Piccolo busy, Chiaotzu'll sneak up on him and use his Psychic Hold on him." Chichi explained, "Then Roshi will inject the virus into Piccolo, and Kami will use the Mafuba on him."
"If, for some reason, Piccolo notices the second group too early, Roshi'll have to hold him off until we can intercept him," Chichi added, "and the plan will continue from there on. Any questions?"
After a brief silence, it became clear that everybody agreed with her plan. Readying themselves, they walked outside into the garden. Kami felt out for Piccolo's Ki. He had been doing this ever since the day Piccolo and he split bodies, so even if he was suppressed to zero, Kami could sense him. The fact that they weren't attacked yet was proof that Piccolo couldn't.
"He's still on my Sanctuary," Kami muttered, before adding, "Never thought I'd live to see the day I'd participate in assaulting my own home."
"If all goes well," Yamcha replied, "it'd be the only time too."
"Well I'm not getting any younger," Roshi added, "is everyone ready?"
Seeing everyone nod in confirmation, Chichi and Yamcha powered up and took off into the sky, to be followed seconds later by Roshi, Kami and Chiaotzu. Meanwhile, on the Sanctuary, Piccolo awoke from his meditation. It seemed to him like the Ki of everyone he was sensing for flared up at once. He frowned, and locked on to them. When he noticed they were all heading straight for him, he smiled, remembering their last attempt one week ago. He ended his meditation and started to prepare for their arrival.
Meanwhile, Yamcha and Chichi were looking over their shoulders frequently, careful at maintaining an ideal distance between the two attack waves. Too little meant Piccolo could see them coming and anticipate before Chiaotzu and Kami could launch their attack. Too much meant that Yamcha and Chichi might already be defeated by Piccolo by the time the others reached the battle'field'. Then, they began to see the shape of the Sanctuary standing above the clouds they used for cover.
And Piccolo, hovering in front of it with his arms crossed, an evil grin on his face.
"So, you have come to try again," he spoke, "if you're that eager to die, you might as well have said so last time."
Without a word, Yamcha and Chichi veered to opposite directions, not showing signs of slowing down. Both of them made a semi-circle so that they were heading toward Piccolo from opposite sides, powering up to their maximum just before engaging in close combat. Piccolo merely smiled.
"If that's what you hope to defeat me with," he shouted, "you are SADLY mistaken. DUAL FORM!"
Piccolo's Ki spiked, and his body split in two, both halves immediately regenerating whatever limbs they were missing. The two Piccolos each selected their opponent just in time to block their initial attacks. Yamcha was giving it his all, occasionally blasting a Ki ball from almost point-blank range into Piccolo's defences, while Chichi more than made up for her lack of Ki manipulation skills with her all-out frenzy for the being that killed her husband-to-be. Both of them fought the Piccolo's with everything they had in an all-out attack, ignoring their defence. They managed to land quite a few hits on the Demon King's bodies, but were in turn also forced to take quite a lot of damage.
Roshi peeked up from the cloud where he was hiding with Kami and Chiaotzu, power levels suppressed as far as they could go without dropping like a stone. One look was enough for him to see that the situation wasn't good, as Yamcha and Chichi's respective power levels were lowering rapidly. They needed to intervene fast, or else either Yamcha or Chichi would fall, effectively annihilating their plans to catching Piccolo off guard. However, it seemed there was another flaw to their plan.
There seemed to be two Piccolos.
"Oh my," Roshi muttered, "this is bad. We need to get Piccolo to become whole, or this entire thing would be useless."
"Yes, I have heard of this technique." Kami said, hovering next to him, "We need to disable them both to make them reform."
"No time to lose them." Roshi stated, "We must attack, now!"
Roshi started preparing a Kamehameha Wave, and with that, the second group burst up from the clouds. The sudden Ki signatures close by caught the Piccolo's off guard, and Yamcha and Chichi quickly made their moves. Chichi kneed Piccolo in the solar plexus with all the strength she could muster, while Yamcha gathered whatever energy he could spare and slammed his Ki ball directly into Piccolo's face. The two Piccolos were sent reeling and collided with each other, making them reform into one. Roshi, after blasting his Kamehameha Wave at him for good measure, quickly shoved the entire vial in his mouth and gave him a fierce uppercut against his chin.
"Insolent humans!" Piccolo yelled, spitting out shards of glass, "For this, I will kill you all!"
Roshi looked around. Yamcha's strength was wavering, as he was barely able to keep himself in the air, while Chichi was panting heavily, clutching her limp left arm. Gathering his resolve, Roshi got into a battle stance, hoping he could fend off Piccolo long enough for the virus to take effect. Piccolo on the other hand seemed to have recuperated from the attacks, and was about to beat everybody involved into a bloody pulp, when suddenly he dropped out of his stance, looking shocked.
Piccolo started to scream.
While Roshi could at first only stare at the Demon King thrashing about with his head in his hands, he then realised that the virus had started to take effect. Making a mental note to thank Bulma (and, he grudgingly added, Dr. Gero) he turned to face the cloud he came from and yelled:
"Kami, Chiaotzu, your turn! It's starting to take effect!"
Immediately after that, the god and the emperor burst out from their cloud, fanning out not to get in each other's way while Piccolo's form was beginning to dissipate into smoke.
"Okay, I'm in position," Chiaotzu shouted, "PSYCHIC HOLD!"
"It is my turn now, I believe," Kami said, looking grim, "MAFUBA!"
Piccolo's gas form, held tightly in place by Chiaotzu, was struck by the Mafuba's grasp. Chiaotzu's Psychic Hold negated the chance of a possible counterattack, and lessened the chance of Piccolo dodging the Mafuba altogether. Roshi was speechless when he saw Kami inhale Piccolo. One could cut the silence with a knife, until Kami finally spoke:
"It's over. Piccolo is imprisoned, this time for good."