Dragon Ball Z: Dynasty

Written by: Feraligreater328 and StevenBodner

Edited by: StevenBodner and SparkerLightning

A/N: Hey Yifan. Short answer for your question is, well...I don't know how to draw and my voice sounds like shit. So, a comic or an audio recording is probably not going to happen. Sorry.

Long answer is, I'm up for basically anyone to take my ideas here and do whatever. People don't have to ask to use my narrative so long as they don't do anything uncool like spread hatred or bigotry or whatever. If people wanted to draw for this story or anything like that, I'd probably cry my eyes out that anyone was that moved by something I did. Lol.

Apropos of that, I actually wanna tease you guys here. Next chapter, the story is getting a new cover drawn by one of my beloved, best friends. So, everyone make sure you say goodbye to Zamasu handing the Future a Fat L on a Silver Platter, because that...might actually become the cover of Supplemental. But still, it won't be here anymore~

Chapter 114: "Golden"

Outside of Cash Tower, Gyosan Mane Island...

Drunk on their new power, beyond the point of rationality, the Galaxy Soldiers continued to try and force their way into Cash Tower. One of them screamed and howled as he brandished a scimitar with a glowing red jewel in it. "I'M INVINCIBLE! YOU BASTARDS-"

Android 16's fist slammed into the grunts mouth, shattering his teeth like glass and sending him crashing to the ground. 16 frowned, kicking the guy away as he tried to stand back up. Several more rushed in from his left flank and 16 shook his head. "Foolishness."

Two panels on 16's back popped up and a battery of missiles burned out from beneath his rather expensive dress shirt. The missiles crashed into the rushing Galaxy Soldiers and vaporized them out of existence.

Meanwhile, Mr. Satan fought back valiantly against his oncoming foes with his newly-enhanced hands. 16's technology had given the martial artist a boost in strength and durability, but his technique shined through above all else. Mr. Satan caught a punch, yanking his foe forward, and then smashed him in the face with a heavy-handed punch. Mr. Satan backed-up and pressed his weary back against the stalwart 16. "Hey, big guy, these guys have got to be on some kinda drug or somethin', right?! They're manic!"

Three more Galaxy Soldiers rushed in, slashing and jabbing at Mr. Satan with their weapons. With a massive chop from his enhanced hand, Mr. Satan smashed the swords to pieces. And then, with a deep breath, he charged forward and shoved his foes back before laying into them once more. A single punch fell one of the grunts, an elbow-jab and a chop to the throat dropped the next, and then a leap up followed by a clubbing blow brought the last one down. Mr. Satan stared out at the dozens more foes in front of him and groaned. "You've gotta be kiddin' me..."

A Kaio-Water-buffed brute rushed in during that moment of weakness and brought a massive, wooden club down over the back of Mr. Satan's head. The warrior fell to his knees, crying out in pain and gripping the fresh wound on the back of his skull. The brute chuckled. "If these two are this desperate to protect that tower, then I bet there's something really valuable inside~ I want it~!"

Mr. Satan was still. 16 flinched and looked over to his fighting partner. "Mr. Satan!"

The warrior didn't budge. In his distraction, 16 did not see a foe coming in from his blind spot. He turned his attention back to his opponents just in time for a female thug to plunge a knife into his face and slash open his synthetic skin. The thug cackled. "Regret blocking us now, boy?"

A shiver ran up her spine and she dropped her knife. 16 raised his head, revealing the glamour of his synthetic face having been slightly torn away. A massive gash ran all the way up his cheek, revealing a metal skeleton with a shining, red eye as bio-fuel trickled onto the ground. 16 called out again. "Mr. Satan! Do not falter! Remember the treasure you are trying to protect!"

And then, as 16 began to lay into his terrified foes, Mr. Satan's shoulders twitched. The club-wielding thug chuckled and started to walk towards the entrance to the tower. "Treasure! I knew there was treasure! I-"

Mr. Satan shot up from the ground like a volcano and unleashed an almighty punch right into the thugs lower jaw. His head snapped up all at once and the sound of splintering bones and tearing muscle screamed over from beneath his skin. As the thug laid there, twitching, Mr. Satan picked up his club. The red jewel embedded in it sent lightning shooting into Mr. Satan's body, but he simply gritted his teeth. "Everything I have left in this life is in that tower! You bastards ain't even feelin' the air conditioner in the lobby!"

With a furious scream, Mr. Satan swung the club at the Galaxy Soldiers and smashed several of them to the ground. And then, with all of his strength, he heaved the weapon into the air and watched as it fell like a massive anvil into the waiting crowd of invaders in front of him.

A Hell's Flash went off on the other half of the battlefield and 16 shot a genuine smile of admiration over to Mr. Satan. As the terrified Galaxy Soldiers appeared to be second-guessing themselves, amidst the swirling ash of their former allies, 16 silently chuckled and thought to himself. 'Humanity on full display. You're just the type of person I like...'

16 pressed his hand to his face to repair the damage done to himself, but flinched as the nanomachines seemed to stall. The Android looked across the battlefield and saw various pieces of himself strewn about. He sighed. "I appear to be running low. None of these foes are particularly strong, but their numbers are becoming an obstacle. I suppose I should start getting serious..."

One of the Galaxy Soldiers flinched. "Wh-What...?!"

16 leaned forward, both of his hands shifting in shape and rearranging themselves into the form of two buzzsaws. The canons in his forearms charged and fired into the saws and made them spin, creating two buzzing energy blades. "Hell Blades!"

The Android leapt into the air and crashed down at his foes, plunging the saws into two of them and splitting them apart in an instant. "Sinew-ous Sacrifice!"

One of the Galaxy Soldiers fell to his knees and held up his hands. "H-Hey now! What the hell is this?!"

16 glared coldly down at him. "I gave you all the option to flee when this fight commenced. You laughed. You may still leave, but I see you are preparing a shotgun of some variety."

The Galaxy Soldier howled like a banshee and whipped out a sawed-off shotgun with a red jewel stuffed into the barrel. He fired a ball of compressed ki at 16, but 16 easily sliced it in two. He lifted his other saw and buried it deep into the Galaxy Soldier's chest. "I would regret this should your intent to exterminate the life on this planet not had been made clear."

On the other side of the battlefield, Mr. Satan felled another foe and wiped a trickle of blood from the side of his head. "Shit. These guys just won't quit. They're gettin' beat and sliced all to hell and yet they won't retreat. What are they so scared of that this is preferable...?"

But then, before Mark could reflect on that any further, a sound suddenly snapped his attention away. The squeal of the loudspeakers surrounding Cash Tower began to ring out in sequence, the audio projectors turning on across the island in waves. 16 looked up at Heran blood splattered across his arm. "What? A sound system?"

Mark was at a loss. "But...Cash told me he was planning to use those speakers to broadcast Miguel's final recording..."

He watched as the various, intact LCD displays all flickered to life. "But...why would he be doing that now? There's not even anyone here to listen. They've...all fled..."

A Galaxy Soldier rushed at Mr. Satan from behind with an axe, but 16 quickly intercepted and cut them in half with his saw. "Mr. Satan! You must focus! We are not finished yet!"

The martial artist didn't respond, his eyes locked on the screen. 16 called out again. "Mr. Satan!"

Out at sea, on the Galaxy Soldiers vessel...

Bojack glared down at Gohan with an annoyed sneer. Gohan, meanwhile, maintained his same smile. The electricity continued to emit within his ki, but Bojack did not care about the boy. He saw little more than an ant nibbling on the toe of his boot. Gohan was stretching, limbering up for the fight ahead. "I've been waiting to fight another guy like Cell. I'm excited~"

Bojack gritted his teeth. "Who is this Cell?! Does he dare make a comparison of his strength to my own?!"

Gohan shook his head. "Not what I meant. You're stronger than Cell by quite a bit. I'm not blind. But, I'm not saying I've been waiting for a strong foe...just an arrogant one."

A vein bulged from Bojack's head. "Me the arrogant one?! And just what do you think you're going to do, boy?! I can sense your power and it's no more than that last bit of Saiyan trash I fought..."

Gohan cracked his neck. "Wow, Grandma Gine wasn't kidding. Grandpa Bardock must have been training night-and-day to catch up that quick..."

Bojack sneered so harshly his gums showed. "I will kill you for daring to slight the great Bojack!"

Gohan smirked. "This is gonna be fun. I've been wondering what my limits are without my Fight Buddy getting in the way. This'll be a good test."

Bojack was boiling with sheer rage. "You snotty little..."

Gohan shrugged. "It's not your fault, Bojack. You just picked a bad planet to invade. A planet full of people that were willing to help me train more and more. A couple of years ago, you'd have crushed me like a bug. But..."

The half-Saiyan closed his eyes and thought back to the past few months. Every day, once his studies were done, he'd go out and do more and more to enhance and focus his power. Training with his father and grandfather in the vegetable fields. Pushing himself in the Gravity Chamber with Vegeta. Going through that familiar, hellish comfort with Piccolo on the Lookout. Do Turtle-School training with Krillin in East City. Meditating under waterfalls with Tien and Chiaotzu. Going through the harsh climate surrounding Jingle Village with Yamcha. Exploring the wilderness with Android 16.

Gohan opened his eyes and looked totally confident and completely secure with himself. "...I'm ready for you. I'm positive~"

The boy did a respectful bow and took a fighting stance. "I'm gonna win. Because all of the best fighters on Earth have put their legacy on my shoulders!"

Bojack's fury had reached fever pitch. He lunged at Gohan and screamed at the top of his lungs. "WHAT DOES THAT MATTER?! WHAT MEANING DOES THE LEGACY OF THIS NOTHING PLANET CARRY?!"

Gohan smiled faded a bit, the electricity in his aura crackled even more. Bojack howled. "YOU WON'T EVEN FORCE ME TO ACTIVATE KANZENNA ZETSUMETSU!"

And then, at that moment, Gohan's Super Saiyan 2 power burst forth. His hair surged up into a massive, spiky pomp. He rushed right at Bojack, his fist drawn, and slammed it directly into the Galaxy Soldier's gut. Bojack's eyes bugged out of his head like a pair of balloons. Blood erupted from his throat like a faucet. He fell to his knees and wheezed, another eruption of blood gushing forth. Bojack glared back at Gohan and sneered. "Y-You-"

A third gusher of blood onto the deck of the ship and a massive, red crackle of electricity surrounded Bojack's body. He shuddered at the force of Gohan's punch filled his body with almost too much stamina and Gohan smirked. "That was Kanzenna Zetsumetsu, right~?"

Bojack wore a mask of contorted rage on his face. Gohan gripped his fist and made his knuckles crack. "You might be strong, but you don't have it in you to truly beat Mr. Piccolo. Even as your attack earlier was damaging him, he was using his telepathy to let me know how that ability of yours works."

As his foe snarled, shaking and trying to push himself up, Gohan's smirk faded. He looked annoyed. "Being hit by a strong attack powers you up, right? You turn force into energy with some device embedded in your heart. You didn't beat my grandfather and my teacher, you out-gimmicked them."

Bojack grinded his teeth. But then, he chuckled. "Even knowing that, you hit me with all of your strength?! Fool..."

The hulking Heran stood tall as he turned that force absorbed by Kanzenna Zetsumetsu into pure strength. Gohan rolled his eyes. "Full strength. Yeah."

The boy clapped his hands in front and began to focus. Bojack sneered. "What are you doing now?"

Gohan took a deep breath. "I hit you with that glancing blow to gain a metric for how much of a stamina boost that ability of yours gave you. Now, with that knowledge, I know how to approach this. I thought I would be able to muscle my way through that ability, but I'd end up sinking myself if I approached this with a rash attitude."

Bojack's watched with anger as Gohan took on the same stance for the technique that had nearly slayed Bujin earlier at the amusement park. He growled. "You think...YOU THINK YOU CAN KILL ME WITH A TECHNIQUE THAT COULDN'T PROPERLY SLAY BUJIN?!"

As Bojack charged forward like a freight train, Gohan shook his head. "No. You're too fast for the Devilmite Beam and I'm by myself. I wouldn't expect you to stand still. But it's like my father, Goku, always says..."

Bojack raised his fist. "I'LL SEND YOU AND THIS GOKU BOTH TO HELL!"

Gohan's eyes snapped open and his fists became wreathed in a familiar, pink glow. Gohan called out. "Innovate!"

A palm thrust crashed into Bojack's ribs and echoed through his entire torso like a ripple in the water. Blood burst out from between Bojack's teeth and he went flying back, crashing onto his back with a low, painful moan. Standing there, Gohan raised up his pink-aura-clad hands and smiled. "The Devilmite Beam is slow and plodding, so I've taken the technique to a logical, more efficient next step."

As Bojack tried to sit back up, Gohan rushed forward and palm-thrusted him right in the face. The scar that spread across Bojack's face, having been healed by the Kaio-Water, split right back open and erupted with blood as the bridge of his nose caved in. Bojack laid there, blood running down his face. He screamed with rage and smashed his fist into the deck of the ship. "What the hell is this?! Why didn't Kanzenna Zetsumetsu activate?!"

Gohan knelt down, pressing his glowing hands to his feet and making them glow bright pink as well. "I call this...Devilmite Kenpo. I think that's a good name for it. It's a bit new, so..."

He took a fighting stance again. "...bear with me."

Bojack shakily stood against the railing of the deck and Gohan sighed. "This aura works in the same way the Devilmite Beam does. It targets people with negativity in their soul and uses that as a weapon. My strikes are light as a feather, it's the force of your own hatred that's working to injure you. All internal pressure, no external force. In other words..."

Gohan brushed his bang from out of his face and smiled. "Your Gommanaji is moot."

The Galaxy Soldier screamed like a madman and ripped up a piece of the railing. Brandishing it like a club, he charged at Gohan with mouth-foaming rage. "I'LL SQUASH YOU FLAT!"

Gohan gripped his fists tight, and then he leaped right into the fray!

Bojack swung the railing like a baseball bat and wildly missed as Gohan slid beneath the strike. The boy leapt up and buried his fist into Bojack's cheek. Bojack stumbled back and tried to follow with a kick, only to strike an after-image. Bojack appeared behind Gohan and pressed his hand to the boy's back with a smirk. "DIE!"

A blast fired through Gohan's chest, but the boy quickly disappeared at well. The Devilmite Kick thrust forward and easily connected this time with the back of Bojack's neck. The warrior's skin rippled and bulged like a grenade went off in his throat as he stumbled forward. Gohan landed on top of Bojack's head and stomped his face into the ground, leaving the hulking Heran mortified. Bojack screamed. "THIS IS ABSURB! THIS ISN'T HAPPENING! I AM THE GREAT BOJACK!"

Gohan backflipped and landed between Bojack's legs. He pulled his leg back and kicked Bojack right in the butt, sending him sliding across the deck and causing his head and hair to crash into the ocean water. Gohan gripped his fists. "The only thing you're proving to be great at is acting like a heavy-bag. One that's about to be pummeled by a skill boxer~"

Bojack snarled as he lifted his head from the ocean. He turned and fired a massive blast. "Cocky child! You'd be nothing without that technique!"

Gohan's eyes opened wide and he fired a kiai from them. The shockwave shot forward and overwhelmed Bojack's blast, crushing it away into nothingness. Bojack gasped and Gohan took a fighting stance. "This technique of mine is a means to an end. If you didn't have your own little cheat tucked away inside of you, I wouldn't be using this style and I'd still be kicking your butt all across this ship."

His ego unwilling to accept Gohan's narrative, Bojack rose to his feet and charged the boy. He threw punch after punch after useless punch, screaming like a maddened dog all the while. Gohan dodged each attack with a basic sidestep and a fraction of his speed. As Bojack delivered a devastating right hook to the air, Gohan crossed his arms over his chest and spoke. "I wasn't kidding before. A few years ago...heck, even a few months ago...you'd have probably crushed me into a pulp. You're definitely strong..."

Bojack snarled. "Don't patronize me!"

The Heran fired a blast and attempted to shout the name of the attack, but then Gohan's Devilmite-enhanced foot wedged itself right into his wide-open mouth. Bojack attempted to bite the boy's foot, but it entirely resisted his jaw strength. Gohan chuckled, and then he sent Bojack flying with a heavy punch across the jaw. As Bojack crashed into one of the walls of the outer ship, he tried to catch his breath. He gripped his jaw and stared daggers at Gohan. 'This is impossible...even before the water, I was leaps and bounds above any Heran before me...I...I had even exceeded the power of that damned Supreme Kai, according to Iryokago...'

Bojack heaved for breath and continued to think to himself. 'And with the water...and with the power I gained from the previous battle...I should overwhelm this child...and yet...'

The Heran's pupils shrank as he continued to stare at Gohan. In Bojack's eyes, the boy suddenly began growing in height. Gohan loomed over Bojack like a grim specter, like a deadly mountain daring one to try and scale it. Bojack's jaw quivered, but then he regained his composure. He erupted from his spot on the wall and screamed. "YOU'RE A CHILD!"

Bojack raised his fist high up into the air. "I WON'T BE BEATEN BY A KID!"

Gohan dodged to the side and reared his fist back. "Cell thought the same thing and he's dead now."

Bojack flinched. Gohan heaved his arm forward with all of his strength, driving his fist into Bojack's face. Both of Bojack's eyes bulged from the sockets and he was sent flying and flipping backwards. The Galaxy Soldier's head crashed through a window before momentum violently ripped it out. He continued flying until he crashed into the very top of the ship, his own quarters coincidentally enough.

Bojack laid in a heap atop his own bed, moaning and grunting as he tried to regather himself. Gohan gripped his fist, making his knuckles pop once again. "And that, was how it feels when I hit you will all that I have."

In a flash, Bojack shot up from his spot on his bed and high into the air. Gohan rolled his eyes. "Typical."

Bojack screamed back down towards the ocean. "I WILL BLOW THIS ENTIRE PLANET-"

A voice spoke from behind Bojack. "Into dust...yeah, yeah, yeah..."

Bojack turned and Gohan was hovering right behind him. The boy looked pretty annoyed. "All of you people are the same. You start losing and you instantly go to explode the planet. What would that even do?! Can you breathe in space?! Can you recover from self-inflicted damage?! Did you even have a plan here?!"

Bojack paused, but then screamed right at Gohan. "COSMIC RAIDER!"

Gohan chuckled. "Thought not."

And then, the boy backflipped to do an axe-kick. In his blood-lusted mania, Bojack thought of this as little more than a self-sacrifice. Gohan would dispel one of Bojack's greatest attacks at the cost of his own leg.

Gohan's foot cleaved through one of Bojack's strongest and most devastating attacks like butter, slicing the ki sphere right in half before crashing into Bojack's face and crushing his nose in even more. Such was the force of Gohan's kick that Bojack was sent crashing back down below, smashing through his own ship and breaking it into two halves before shooting down and colliding with the bottom of the ocean with a harsh thud.

Up in the air, Gohan watched as Bojack's ship sank into the drink. The boy hadn't even broken a sweat.

Long ago, in the far-off past...

It all started the day Iryokago learned of a secret. The attendant to the Sacred Library of Scriptures caught glimpse of a scroll detailing the Sacred Water of the Kaio-Spring and something referred to as a Kaijuu Tree.

Upon inquiring for this information, however, the attendant of the Supreme Kai had but one thing to say. "The Supreme Kai has no time to share godly matters with a mortal. Resume your post."

Iryokago was wounded. And wounds fester. He did not earn that job, he was granted it by default. People called Iryokago crazy and bitter, but he remembered the glory days before Shin took over. Why did that fool deserve to be Supreme Kai anyway?

Soon, Iryokago began to take in strong children. And soon, he found to young punks with superior strength. They called themselves brothers, though they had no direct relation: Bojack and Bido.

Iryokago spun them a tale of grand adventure that would end with slaying a God. Ambitious Bojack eagerly ate the old man's words.

Multiple centuries later and the hundreds of children Iryokago kidnapped had grown to be teenagers. And yet, despite the numbers, Bojack and Bido still proved to be the strongest. Iryokago waited until his charges slept, and then stole away their breath without hesitation. The next morning, as Bojack and Bido woke, Iryokago said to them "A sign! You two survived above all! You will slay the God of this Universe!"

As the boys matured into men, Iryokago decided they needed an army. Regretting his own rash judgement to execute his pawns, the old man sent Bojack and Bido to join God's Army and recruit from within the Pretender Kai's own ranks.

Bojack, the model soldier, and Bido, the rogue, both worked as hard as they could. Bojack found young Gokua, a blacksmith apprentice and aspiring swordsman. Bojack corrupts him with Iryokago's ideals. Bido finds Bujin, a star-mapper bored with his menial role in life. Bido corrupts him with Iryokago's ideals.

The army swells and swells, and yet Iryokago is unsatisfied. He wants a way to gain even more power to overwhelm and kill the Pretender Kai instantly. He need not enjoy a second more in his luxury than necessary.

"The Sacred Kaio-Spring~!" Says Iryokago. Unlike the so-called Kaijuu Tree, Iryokago knows where this spring is. Right on Planet Hera. Under the guard of the Spring Maidens. Iryokago looks to his handsome-faced follower and cackles. The Kaio-Spring has just appointed a new head maiden. And Bojack has a new job.

Bojack walks into a restaurant and sees her there. He advocated for kidnapping and torture, but was overruled. He stalks up and raises his hand, gently running it through her hair. Zangya turns with a blush and Bojack speaks. "Forgive me. I thought I had discovered a river of gold~"

It takes time, but Zangya soon begins melding into the cause. She seems uncomfortable with Iryokago's ideals, but is confident in her love for Bojack. Soon enough, against her better judgement, she bends. "I...can help you gather the water. But...you must only bathe in it. Do not drink it." Zangya leaves.

Gokua cackles. "Dumb skank."

Bujin snickers. "Idiot woman."

Iryokago disparages. "Gullible child-bearer."

Bido scoffs. "Foolish moron."

Bojack laughs. "But so easily used~"

But for old Iryokago, his machination would never pass. Power rules above all else in a group based off hate. Ambitious Bojack seized control with a violent hand, turning Iryokago's vengeance into his own arrogant display. "A mere assassination?! Old fool! If we are to kill the Kai, then we will do it with his own holy weapon! We shall claim the Zeta Sword and run it through the Supreme Kai's heart!"

Bojack plans to use Frieza as a pawn and a distraction. Frieza turns up dead.

Bojack plans to use Cold as a pawn and a distraction. Cold turns up dead.

How can they invade the World of the Kai without a distraction? They need a pawn, lest they invoke the Pretender Kai's more frightening counterpart.

He walks in. His boots clomping. His tail swinging. The eyepiece on his face gleaming bright red. Turles sits and extends a hand. "Looks like you've got quite a party planned~ Wanna be friends~?"

Back in the present...

Bojack's eyes snapped open, the salty water making them turn a painful red. He grabbed his railing club and shot up from the ocean like a rocket. Caught unaware, Gohan took a full swing of metal right across his face, drawing blood.

Bojack was livid, his words catching in his throat and shredding out anyway as he raised the railing up high. "I WILL NOT BE OUTDONE BY A FILTHY, FLEA-BITTEN, SAIYAN APE AGAIN! DO YOU HEAR ME?! I AM THE GREAT BOJACK! AND I-"

As Bojack brought down the metal railing for a second strike, Gohan's tail shot up and wrapped around it. Bojack grunted with frustration as his weapon froze in place. Gohan glared at him, and then raised his hand up to the side of his head. Sticky warmth filled Gohan's palm and he pulled it away to find a streak of blood going right down the center. He gripped his fist.

And then, with all of his strength once more, Gohan punched Bojack right in the stomach. The blow shook Bojack to his core, loosening his grip on the metal. Gohan followed that with a rising kick to the chest, propelling Bojack high into the air. The Heran's grip on the metal went limp and he flew up high, gripping his arms over his torso and gagging in disbelief.

Gohan took a deep breath. "Okay. We can take this further. Inner peace. Positive thoughts. Grandma's hugs. Mom's ramen. Mr. Piccolo..."

The pink aura spread from Gohan's hands and feet, melding with the aura surrounding him and turning the entire thing a rose gold color. He let out his deep breath and then took a fighting stance. "Devilmite Kenpo: Freeform Style. Ready?"

Bojack's eyes went blank. He screamed so loudly that the clouds around him vaporized and then he shot down towards Gohan like a missile. Gohan calmly dodged wild haymaker after wild haymaker, mumbling to himself rather than paying any mind to his rabid foe. "Okay. So, with it in my aura now...I should be able to..."

Gohan shot his head forward and slammed it into Bojack's stomach. The warrior stalled and blood rained out of his mouth into the ocean below. Gohan nodded. "Okay. Heads..."

Gohan shoulder-checked Bojack's throat, sending him flying up. "Shoulders..."

The boy flipped into the air above Bojack and slammed both of his knees into his opponent's spine. "Knees..."

As Bojack went flying down to the water below. Gohan raced below him and got beneath him. The boy shot his foot upward and Bojack braced himself for a heavy kick. However, the tip of the boy's foot was the only thing that made contact. Bojack paused in the air and Gohan smirked. "Toes~"

A massive ripple of Devilmite energy spread from the tip of Gohan's toes all throughout Bojack's muscles. Bojack screamed in pain as the energy made muscles shred and tendons pop, feeling his entire body frying from the gentlest of contacts. Once the ripple ended, the easily crippled Bojack slumped off of Gohan's foot and splashed into the water a few feet below. Gohan nodded and stroked his chin. "Okay. I've managed to disperse the effects of the Devilmite Beam into my own aura and now I can apply that effect using any part of my body. That's good..."

Gohan cocked his head. "I think I have this...71...no, 74% figured out..."

Bojack floated in the water, looking utterly shellshocked. Gohan hovered down close to face and looked him in the eye. "Look. I'm going to give it to you straight. I don't like to kill. Killing people sucks. And I already feel really guilty about having to finish off that Bujin guy. So, if you'll be good and just float here...I'll go to my friend and godmother, Bulma, and get you a ship to flee the Earth in. Okay?"

The hulking Heran hatefully sneered. Gohan sighed. "Come on. It's Christmas Eve. Be reasonable and just leave. Okay?"

At that moment, a ship full of escaping tourists began to sail by. Bojack flinched as his gaze locked onto it. Gohan closed his eyes and mumbled. "Don't..."

Bojack raised his hand. Gohan shook his head. "Don't."

A blast began to charge just below the water. Gohan pressed his hand over his eyes. "Please don't."

Bojack screamed at the top of his lungs and fired a high-speed ki blast that crashed into the keel of the ship. The entire bottom buckled and ruptured, resulting in an explosion beneath the waves that made the vessel start sinking. As the sounds of people screaming echoed out, Bojack leapt out from the water and started flying towards Gyosan Mane Island. "LEAVE ALL THOSE PEOPLE TO DROWN, SAIYAN! I DARE YOU!"

As Bojack rushed away, Gohan shook his head with a displeased look on his face. He looked up at the sky and motioned. "I gave him a chance, Santa. You saw that, right? Just...be cool tonight. Please."

And then, ignoring Bojack for the moment, Gohan rushed over towards the sinking ship to help its terrified passengers.

Back with Bulma's group...

Yajirobe grumbled as he held the empty sack of Senzu Beans that Korin had sent him with. He tossed the pouch over his shoulder with a groan. "Well, Merry friggin' Christmas, I guess..."

Chiaotzu, slightly bloodied but still in good form, landed and fired a Dodon Ray into the air. The beam pierced through the heart of a Galaxy Soldier and dropped them into the canal below. Chiaotzu glared at Yajirobe. "What are you complaining about, you glutton? Were we just supposed to look at the Senzu Beans?!"

Another Galaxy Soldier landed on the ground, a pitchfork stabbing him to the ground and pinning him. Spike the Devilman landed with a sigh and cracked his fingers. He looked up into the air and watched as Gine and Chi-Chi worked their way through an entire crowd of enemies, bashing them out of the air with well-timed strikes and well-aimed ki blasts. The Devilman nodded. "Those are the mother and wife of that Goku boy, correct?"

Bulma took a sip from her water bottle and nodded, gently rocking the stroller full of sleeping babies back and forth with her foot. "Yep."

Spike stroked his chin. "That...explains a lot about that boy..."

On the ground, the recovered Z-Fighters from the war with the Galaxy Soldiers all regained their bearings. Krillin and Android 18 both stared at one another lovingly. Android 17 stared down at the newly-healed skin beneath the bloody gashes in his clothes. Yamcha sighed in relief at his repaired finger and Tien sat up with his aches and pain all still quite apparent in spite of the Senzu healing his wounds. Piccolo went about his duty of repairing everyone's damaged clothes with his Magic Materialization.

And Bardock...just sat there with his head down.

Chi-Chi and Gine both landed, Chi-Chi was breathing like she had just enjoyed a good workout. Walked over to her sullen husband and gave him a jovial pat on the back. "What's wrong, Bardock? Feeling under the weather?"

No response. Gine's smile faded. "Bardock?"

Gine kneeled down and looked up at her husband's face. His expression was blank and he had a far-off look in his eyes. Deep within her heart, that look resonated with Gine and she didn't quite know why. She gave her husband a gentle shake. "Bardock...what's wrong?"

While Gine tried to reach her checked out husband, the other Z-Fighters all got to their feet. Piccolo nodded. "Okay. We're all back to full power. Now we need to go help Gohan in settling this Bojack matter. Gohan is strong, but that ability of Bojack's might-"

In sequence, the loudspeakers all across the island switched on. The loud, squealing crackle rang out and all of the Z-Fighters looked around. Krillin cocked his head. "Was that a loudspeaker...?"

And then, all at once, the monitors throughout the entire area blinked to life. They were blank at first, but then a face appeared on them. She was a beautiful woman. Her hair was the color of rich, autumn leaves. Her face, while flush, was glowing with an unblemished, olive tone. However, in spite of this radiant beauty, it was clear that the woman was struggling. She was winded as she sat there. Her eyes were sunken in and marred by heavy bags beneath them. Her brilliant, ocean blue eyes lacked the sparkle of life that most people had. This woman was on death's door.

Android 17 frowned. "That poor woman..."

Bulma stood. "That's Miguel, the person this entire excessive festival was built around. She's dead. So, this is probably a pre-recorded thing. I guess they had this on a timer, not expecting an alien invasion or anything..."

On the screen, Miguel spoke. "Mark...Videl...I..."

Before she could even finish a sentence, the woman's eyes well with tears. She dried them on the sleeve of her gown and loudly sniffled. "It's been so long since I've sang. All of the songs on my last album were autotuned to...to make up for..."

Miguel broke into a hideous coughing fit; the hoarse screech of her voice and the wheezing sound of her breaths making the speakers crackle and distort. She took a deep breath and spoke. "It's...been so long since I've been able to sing. But I need the two of you to know that this is for you..."

She pressed her hand to her heart with a gentle smile. "I love you both...I hope that you never, ever forget that~"

The Z-Fighters, for the most part, were transfixed by Miguel. The sickly woman's fingers glided across the piano keys with the grace of a master. As her music rang out, however, a grim spectre came shooting overhead. Bojack's vision was focused right on Cash Tower. "I just...I need to regroup! That little bastard won't find me in there!"

Within Cash Tower...

Music filled the room as Videl stared up at the screen. Her mother sat there, playing on the piano with a serene and focused look on her face. She sang in the voice that had soothed Videl so many times in the past.

"We were walking side by side~

Just a single step away~

I wish I could recall, what had made us laugh at all~

How I miss the magic of those ordinary days~"

On the screen, next to Miguel, a slideshow began to play. Images floated by in sequence with her lyrics. A picture of her dressed as a hostess and a young Mark dressed as a waiter. The two of them on a first date. Mark sitting in the driver's seat of a beat-up old Capsule Car, looking surprised at his picture being taken.

Videl watched the slideshow with tears welling in her eyes. "M-Mommy..."

"The whole world disappears~

When I close my eyes and hear~

Your words that turn the sky a golden sunset~

Shimmering with the sound of your voice~"

Stepping out from his hiding spot, Monty's hand, along with the cell phone he was recording with, fell to the side. He watched as Videl began to quietly shake and watched as the pictures of Videl's parents continued to flash on the screen.

Remembering the warmth and safety of his own mother's embrace, Monty held up his cell phone again. He looked at the video he had taken of Videl "breaking his father's rules" ...and he deleted it with a simple button press.

"I'll admit when you're not here everything feels so boring and gray~

But I'm scared to say I'm lonely, cuz I know that'd just sound strange~"

As pictures of Mark and Miguel's wedding flashed across the screen, Monty sat down next to Videl and took off his glasses. Videl lifted her head, tears streaming down her dark, crimson cheeks. Monty looked over at her, tears building in his eyes. He was silent at first, but then he spoke. "I'm so sorry that I've been so mean to you..."

Videl didn't say a word, just going back to looking up at the screen and listening to her mother's voice.

"My precious things I've left behind, I know they'll be kept in the light~

Just like the stars that never disappear but shine at night~"

Both of the kids sat there, intently listening. Neither of them even thought to look out the nearby window to see imminent danger approaching them.

Outside of Cash Tower...

Mr. Satan had stopped functioning. He stared up at the nearby monitor with a look of utter sadness. As Android 16 grappled with and shut down various Galaxy Soldiers, all poor Mark could do was watch as his wife's final performance played out right in front of him.

"Now that my storm has passed, I look up at the sky~

To see the brilliant blue of bittersweet goodbye~

I remember how we laughed, it always makes me smile~

Those happy memories that I never will forget~"

But then, as the song played, Mr. Satan and Android 16 were both shocked. Two teenagers, a raven-hair and a blonde-hair, both crashed hard into the ground. 16 called out. "17! 18!"

Piccolo crashed into the ground and landed hard on his knees. A gusher of purple blood oozed down the side of his face. "Damn it! We can't even touch him!"

"And ever since those days, I know things haven't changed~

We're still the same, both innocent at heart~

So thought the seasons come and go, and my sunshine's turned to snow~

Just know there's always new tomorrows up ahead~"

A loud crash rang out and rubble and debris began to rain down from the sky. Several large chunks crushed quite a few of the injured Galaxy Soldiers to death. As martial artists that he vaguely recognized began to gather around, Mr. Satan stared up in horror at the top of Cash Tower. Flames and debris continued to erupt from the destroyed tower and a horrifying realization rapidly dawned on Mr. Satan. He screamed at the top of his lungs in mortal fear. "VIDEL!"

Mr. Satan ran for the door of the tower, only for a piece of debris to fall right in front and block it off. Undeterred, World Champ leapt onto the debris and then took a mighty leap upward. He sank his Android 16-modified hands into the side of the tower and then began to climb as fast as he could, his concern for his daughter shining above all else.

While the other Z-Fighters watched on in surprise, Android 16 fired a Hell's Heat to destroy a large piece of falling debris. He smiled as he watched Mr. Satan climb at super-human speed. "A truly heroic example of humanity."

And then, as they were about to leap back into the fray, the Z-Fighters all turned to stare in awe at a surging power that was rapidly approaching.

Atop the ruined Cash Tower...

"Every time I feel alone, I remember when we chose~

To stay up all night, dancing under the moonlight~

When we both just couldn't fall asleep~"

Miguel's angelic voice continued to ring out as Bojack loomed over the terrified Videl and Monty. The hulking Heran cocked his head. "I didn't sense any vermin in the tower. I guess that means you little fools are worth less than the rats of this planet~"

Bojack smiled a wide, evil smile. He thrust his hand down and grabbed Videl tightly by the throat, lifting her into the air. "But I suppose this is my lucky day! With hostages on hand, that boy will have no choice but to obey my demands when he arrives! I'll kill him and he won't be able to do a goddamned thing!"

The Galaxy Soldier reached down for Monty's throat. "Come here~"

Screaming like a baby, Monty avoided Bojack's grip. He ran for the door, not even bothering to look back. Videl grunted in Bojack's grip. "M-Monty...don't...leave me..."

"From here on, as time will pass, how I wonder the sights you will see~

And although I hold out hope I know that they won't be the same for me~"

As the pictures of Mark and Miguel holding the newborn Videl flashed across the screen. Videl struggled against her captor's grip. Bojack looked annoyed. "You need to learn you place. Perhaps, if I were to gouge out an eye you'll be still..."

Bojack lifted his thumb to sink into Videl's right eye. But before he could do the deed, a chair suddenly came hurling through the air and crashed against the warrior's back. As the furniture fell to pieces against the wall that was Bojack, the Heran turned and glared at his attack. Monty Cash stood there, white as a sheet. His knees were knocking and the lump in his throat was the side of his fist, but he still spoke. "P-P- P- P- P- P- P- P- P- P- P- P- P- P- P-Put...Put...P-P-P-Put...P-Put her d-d-d-d-down!"

Staring at Monty standing before him. Bojack chuckled. He walked up to the boy, maintaining his grip on Videl, and spoke. "I must say, I do respect that. You step up to face down your foe in spite of fear. An admirable quality~"

And then, without a second thought, Bojack vanished behind Monty and sent him flying off the side of the tower with a single kick. Monty's yelp and scream lasted for just a moment, but quickly faded into the distance.

"So even as the future's unclear, just that your voice is the music I hear~

And that you'll always be the golden of the sunset in my dreams~"

Videl continued to struggle, earning Bojack's ire. He snarled and squeezed her throat even tighter, cutting off her ability to breathe. "Hold still, weakling!"

The poor girl was fading fast. She heard the sound of her mother's piano playing become more intense. He head fell back as her vision started to fade and she caught one last glimpse of her mother. "Mommy...help me..."

And then Videl's vision went black.

*CRACK*

The sound rang out like thunder! All at once Videl could breathe again. Her vision cleared up and she stared in shock as her captor went flying back, blood erupting from his clearly broken jaw. Slowly, but surely, Videl lifted her head. And what she gazed upon was a sight to behold.

Videl was surrounded by a warm, golden glow. In her hazy state, she looked up and saw a face she vaguely recognized, though she wasn't sure from where. He stared at her former captor with righteous anger, gently placing Videl on the ground and then lunging at the big, green brute.

"AMONG A MILLION STARS, A SINGLE LOVE IS BORN~

A BURNING LIGHT, TO LAST THE TEST OF TIME~"

Videl laid there, watching in silent awe as her savior...this Golden Fighter...laid into the big, green monster. He thrashed him all about, punching and kicking the beast around the room with the monster unable to fight back.

And then, suddenly, a familiar hand scooped her up off the ground.

"HOW I HOPE YOU'LL NEVER CHANGE, BUT HEY EVEN IF YOU DO~

YOUR HEART WILL STAY THE SAME, I KNOW THAT MUCH IS TRUE~"

With a shaken and terrified Monty slung over his shoulder, Mr. Satan pulled his daughter up off the ground. The climb up the tower had shredded away what was left of his metal gauntlets, but Mark didn't care. He held Videl close and then immediately made for the nearest clear exit. "We've got to get out of here! This tower is unstable! It's gonna collapse!"

"AFTER YOUR YEARS HAVE PASSED, I PRAY WE CAN LOOK BACK~

AND SEE THINGS CLEAR, LIKE ONE BIG PHOTOGRAPH~

ALL THE PEOPLE THAT WE MEET, OUR DEAREST FRIENDS AND FAMILY~

It would be nice if we could all meet up again~"

As she was carried away by her father, Videl kept her eyes locked onto her golden savior. She still couldn't quite recall where she had seen him before, but now his image was burned into her memory. She reached out for him as he kicked her former tormentor in the chest and sent him flying straight up into the air.

Watching as he disappeared as well, Videl gripped her fist tight and tears built in her eyes once more. "Thank you..."

In the sky, high above Gyosan Mane Island...

As Cash Tower continued to crumble beneath them, Gohan was utterly furious with his opponent. He pictured those refugees on the sinking ship, terrified for their lives. He pictured that poor, little girl nearly strangled to death. And then, his Super Saiyan 2 power flared. As Bojack recovered, Gohan gripped his fists tight. Their eyes met and Gohan spoke in a deathly serious tone. "A monster like you can't be allowed to continue! Consider your second chance used up!"

Bojack was manic. A stream of drool ran out from the corner of his scowling mouth as he charged at Gohan. "MY AMBITIONS WILL NEVER DIE!"

Bojack threw a punch and Gohan threw one right back. Their fists collided and Gohan quickly went to work. He sent a surge of Devilmite energy, along with his own surging power, directly into Bojack's arm. The entire thing, from fist to elbow, swelled and exploded apart. Bojack recoiled back in agony, holding his irreparably damaged limb and screaming in pain.

The hulking Heran looked down at Gohan and his eyes met the boy's again. Bojack gasped in horror as the image of a skull seemed to flash over his reflection in Gohan's pupils. And then, Gohan rushed at him. Bojack attempted to charge a blast, but Gohan smacked his hand away and clubbed him over the head with a mighty punch.

Bojack's eyes bugged out, blood gushing from his nostrils, and he stared down at the collapsing Cash Tower. Above him, Gohan raised his hands up high and charged a blast of his own. "Devilmite..."

The Galaxy Soldier turned to face his foe again. Gohan sneered at him and fired. "MASENKO!"

Bojack cried out as the blast crashed right into his chest, sending him shooting back down towards the pile of rubble that was once Cash Tower and causing a massive crash that sent dust and debris shooting into the air like a geyser.

Gohan looked down upon the grizzly scene below, a mixture of furious anger and deep sadness on his face. The boy pressed his index and middle fingers to his forehead and sensed down below. "Oh good...nobody in the tower died when it collapsed..."

With a sigh, Gohan released his Super Saiyan 2 form. He ran his fingers through his ebony black hair and shook his head. "Good thing it's Christmas in just a few hours. I could use some holiday cheer..."

And then, his work done, Gohan flew off in the direction he sensed his friends.

In the ruins of Cash Tower...

Popping out of the ruins of his excessive tower like a gopher, X.S. Cash tumbled to the street below and stared in horror of what had become of his investment. "M-My Cash Tower! My...MY MONEY!"

As the old bastard tried to process exactly how much he had just lost, a massive piece of rubble atop the pile began to shift. Cash flinched back and was met with quite a sight once the rubble tumbled away. A hulking, green monster was lying dead in the pile. His skin was singed and he had a piece of rebar sticking up through his chest right where his heart would have been. And standing atop this monster, shirtless and bloodied, was Mr. Satan!

The martial artist, seemingly uncaring of the brutish corpse beneath his feet, glowered down at X.S. Cash. He spoke in a low, angry tone. "You..."

Behind Mr. Satan, Videl sat on a piece of debris. Her clothes were ripped and torn and she was filthy, but she stared up as the stars began to twinkle in the night sky with a look of pure wonder on her face. Monty Cash, meanwhile, was digging through the rubble as if he were searching for something.

Mr. Satan scaled down the mountain of debris and Videl quietly followed behind. As they did, Cash began to rant at Mr. Satan. "My tower! You oaf! You're supposed to be the great savior of the world, right?! How dare you let this happen to my-"

Mark, finally having reached his breaking point, rammed all four fingers of his right hand into X.S. Cash's huge, flapping mouth and yanked him up off of the ground. Cash's face went white with fear. The two men stared into one another's eyes, and then Mr. Satan calmly reached into Cash's suit jacket and pulled out a folded packet of papers. He flipped it open, recognizing it as the IP rights to Miguel, and then held it up. "Sign."

Eager not to have Mr. Satan rip his head off, Cash produced a pen and signed his name right on the dotted line to transfer everything about Miguel into the control of one Mr. Mark Hercule.

Mark folded the papers and stuck them into his pocket, dropping Cash onto the ground like a sack of trash. He turned to his daughter. "Videl. Come on. We gotta get home and get you to bed so Santy Claus can bring all your gifts!"

As Mr. Satan and Videl started to walk away, X.S. Cash got onto his feet and called after them. "Do you think we're done here?! My lawyers will be-"

Quick as a bolt of lightning, Mr. Satan whipped around and sank his fist right into the center of X.S. Cash's face, sending him flying back and crashing into the rubble of Cash Tower like a missile. Mr. Satan, finally satisfied, spat on the ground and turned away. Videl started to turn as well, but then Monty came tumbling down the side of the mountain of debris. The boy awkwardly stood and marched up to Videl.

The two kids looked at one another for a long while, and then Monty sheepishly extended his hand. Videl looked down and saw what he was offering. It was the disc for "Golden"! Videl took the disc in her hand and looked back up at Monty. Monty's lower lip wavered, but he managed to speak. "M-Merry Christmas..."

Videl looked down at the disc, thinking it was lost when the tower fell. She put it into her pocket and then reached out, grabbing Monty and hugging him tight. "Merry Christmas, Monty~"

On Bulma's Capsule Plane...

Bulma leaned over the pilot's chair of the Capsule Airplane and sighed. "Sorry about your suit, 16. I'll have our personal tailor stop by after New Year's and make you a few of them this time..."

Android 16 nodded. "Think nothing of it. My clothing is, for the most part, irrelevant so long as I am able to fulfill the duties of the position I am paid for."

Bulma smiled. "Well, 16, you're definitely getting a nice Christmas bonus this year~"

The scientist gave her robotic attendant a pat on the back and then walked back into the cargo area where everyone was sitting. All of the babies were still sound asleep, laying on a large blanket in the middle of the floor and slumbering.

All of the Z-Fighters were in good spirits. Even Bardock had managed to somewhat emerge from his funk. "You...INHERITED A DIAMOND MINE?!"

17 and 18 both nodded. 17 chuckled. "Yeah. While we were training, we went to South City. So, we decided to pay our old man a visit and, uh...what's the word for it...?"

18 finished. "Rob him blind. We were going to beat him up and rob him blind. And then we were gonna be him up again for shits and giggles."

17 nodded. "But, as it turns out, Cell killed him."

Yamcha nodded. "That checks out."

17 smirked. "Yeah. They showed us the security footage. Cell tossed him off of the side of a building and..."

18 raised her hand and slowly lowered it back down, sharply whistling. When her palm slapped against the floor, she blew a raspberry with her tongue. Krillin shuddered. "Jeez..."

Bulma sat down with the group and nodded. "So, they just handed you his assets?"

17 shook his head. "We settled. They got to keep the Lazarus branding, we took the diamond mine to not bother them about it."

Bulma nodded again, stroking her chin. "I see. Hm..."

She snapped her fingers. "I'll buy your half of the mine for 500 million zeni, 17."

Bulma offered her hand for a handshake. 17 eagerly accepted. "Sold."

The two of them shook hands. Bulma wrote a check. 17 signed over his half of the deed. 18 chimed in. "I'll sell you my half for one billion zeni."

Bulma eagerly nodded, offering 18 a handshake. "Sold."

The two women shook hands. Bulma wrote another check. 18 handed over her half of the deed. Android 17, meanwhile, looked a bit annoyed. "You sold your half for double what I sold mine for..."

18 nodded, folding the check and sticking it into her bra. "Uh-huh."

17 cleared his throat. "You know, we could pool our money and then split it. You know, evenly..."

Android 18 nodded. "You're absolutely right, 17. That is something that we are physically capable of doing."

She turned away. "So, anyway, what's the plan tonight? Are we all just staying at Capsule Corp for Christmas?"

Bulma nodded. "That's the plan. I've had some special helpers preparing for the celebration all day and-"

Suddenly, Bulma looked very angry. Yamcha scratched the back of his head. "I mean...I've heard of getting absorbed in your work and all, but where the hell have Goku, Vegeta, and Raditz been all day?!"

As if on cue, the sound of Instant Transmission went off and Goku and Vegeta appeared inside of the Capsule Airplane. Goku smiled wide, looking cheerful. "MERRY CHRISTMAS, GUYS!"

Everyone in the plane flinched back in shock. Goku was beaming, dressed in a bright red Santa suit with a massive Santa hat sat atop his messy head of hair. Standing next to him, Vegeta was far more composed. "We've worked hard on all of this today. You fools had better be grateful for our efforts!"

Piccolo, Yamcha, Tien, Chiaotzu, Krillin, Android 17, Android 18, Gohan, Bardock, Gine, Chi-Chi, Launch, Yajirobe, Spike the Devilman, and the Ox-King all sat there in stunned silence, staring at Goku and Vegeta. Bulma, meanwhile, stood up and marched forward. She placed a hand on each of their shoulders. "Goku...Vegeta...Raditz gets a pass because of his mental state lately...but where did the two of you just come from?"

Goku's smile didn't fade. "Namek. Went there and got the Dragon Balls together to wish back all the people that died. Took about five minutes~"

Bulma nodded, a cheery smile on her face. "Five minutes. We've been flying in this plane for about ten minutes now. So... where were you before Namek?"

Vegeta chimed in, looking proud. "Decorating and gift shopping! We did a fantastic job~"

As her husband beamed, Bulma chuckled. "So... could you just not sense what was happening today?"

Goku was cheerful. "Of course, we could~"

Vegeta rolled his eyes. "Who couldn't sense that?"

Bulma nodded, laughing and smiling. "So... why exactly didn't you come to help fight?"

Goku cleared his throat, sounding a bit serious. "Well, you see, that's an easy explanation..."

Everyone kept their attention locked on Goku. What had come up that had stopped him and Vegeta from coming to fight a threat like Bojack? Was it a different threat? Did a monster like Frieza return as a vengeful ghost?! Goku sighed.

And then his face returned right back to his normal, goofy smile. "You told us we weren't allowed to come, so we didn't~"

Everyone in the ship simultaneous fell onto their backs. Vegeta blinked a couple of times. "What...? What's wrong?"

Bulma leapt back to her feet, flames erupting from her eyes. The pregnant scientist roared at the top of her lungs and smacked Goku and Vegeta both across the forehead. Both Saiyans fell back, fresh bumps emerging from their heads. Bulma was livid. "TOLD YOU NOT TO?! TOLD YOU NOT TO?! WE ALL COULD HAVE DIED, YOU IDIOTS!"

Nervously, Vegeta tried to calm tensions. "Bulma! Calm down! Th-There's a difference between could have and did, you know!"

Massive veins bulged from Bulma's forehead. She was unspeakably angry. The scientist reared back her hand and loomed over Goku and Vegeta, the greatest threat either Saiyan had faced to date. "IDIOTS! I WILL MAKE YOU FEAR THE BACK OF MY HAND!"

Goku screamed in panic as his oldest friend death marched towards him. "I FEAR IT! I FEAR IT! VEGETA! DO SOMETHIIIIIIIIIIING!"

Vegeta screamed right back, his voice high-pitched. "YOU'VE KNOWN HER LONGER THAN ME! YOU DO SOMETHING!"

And so, as the sounds of slapping echoed out from the Z-Fighters ship, the leave the ordeal with Bojack and his Galaxy Soldiers behind...at least for now. They all head back to Capsule Corporation and the mood is right.

Christmas is right around the corner~! So, what awaits our heroes next? Find out next time on Dragon Ball Z: Dynasty!