Dragon Ball Z: The Catalyst
Act II:
Chapter 16: Crusher Corps Collision
"The first order of business is to deal with that bothersome Vegeta," The smaller Catalyst informed his patron, Lord Turles.
What an irritating imp. Here he was trying to deal with the fact that Frieza and his men were collecting the other six Dragon Balls, and all this useless little creature would do was prattle on about Vegeta, and the "earthlings". His patience was beginning to further wear thin of this supposed alliance. The information from this supposed ally had been as redundant so far as 'Vegeta will kill Cui' or other trash like that. It was like they were reading from a series of events that were preset... without his presence.
Daiz gave Turles the look that the saiyan warrior was beginning to feel himself.
When do we kill this imp?
For his part, Turles just stared back with a certain level of disdain, before arrogantly turning towards the Catalyst.
"I, would rather gather the Dragon Balls as we agreed. Right now Frieza has the majority of them, according to your own words. And also, according to you, all of their scouters should be offline. Now is my time to strike against a vulnerable adversary."
The Catalyst's body language gave off waves of nervousness as his companion mentioned confronting Frieza. There was a noise of frustration.
"Listen here, monkey. I have had enough of you ignoring- GRRK-" the little frame was pulled into the air by Turles' right hand.
"I don't think you understand something, Catalyst," Turles bluntly said. "I am going to begin my own operations. You are here to provide me with information, not orders. Pray I do not tire of you, is that understood?"
There was a nod of compliance from the white cloaked figure, before Turles brushed his own white cape behind himself, his tail wrapping around his waist.
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"Great, just great," Krillin muttered as he dodged around another energy blast. "This guys power is huge!"
"You four can only run so long! I will catch you!" Dodoria proclaimed, still looking furious.
Raditz felt himself soaring above the waterline, the power field around him causing waves to arch high in the air in his wake. They would need to confront Dodoria, he just wasn't sure how they could do so and live.
He was an opportunist by nature. Raditz must preferred to attack only when his opponent couldn't properly defend, even if his opponent was inferior to himself. Life was easier when the enemy couldn't fight back properly. Dodoria however, was at the very least twice his strength, he'd gotten lucky getting the drop on Zarbon, and even if Frieza hadn't been there, that situation would have been short lived for him.
In short, this circumstance was very bad.
Dodoria lined up another shot, this time on Krillin as he continued to close in.
"I have you now, little brats!" Dodoria laughed, firing another energy wave.
This time it burned past Krillin's back, causing him to drop Dende.
"Oh no!" he shouted, immediately going into a dive to catch him.
When Dodoria caught Krillin's foot, it looked much, much worse.
"You are mine," he laughed.
When Raditz appeared next to him, throwing a vicious punch towards Dodoria's head, the last thing he'd expected in the world was for Dodoria to catch it.
The pink alien sneered angrily at Raditz, before smiling.
"I recognize you. Your that idiot Prince's lapdog," he realized. "I haven't had a chance to kill a saiyan since your wretched planet burned!"
Raditz was left hanging there, his hand in Dodoria's grip, Krillin's leg in the other. The two warriors, Krillin and Raditz, looked at one another, then back to Dodoria. With precision they both attacked, Krillin flipping up and hitting Dodoria in the face with his own head, and Raditz following up with a straight punch to the noise. The fat alien wailed in pain as the two broke off.
Down below, Gohan had caught Dende.
"You'll all pay for this!" Dodoria screamed, before he launched another energy wave, this time towards Gohan and Dende.
The warriors took off again, the explosion echoing in the background.
"Kid, when this is over we're going to have a serious talk!" Raditz shouted angrily.
"I've got a plan!" Krillin announced, turning towards Dodoria. "Everyone look away!"
"Solar Flare!"
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Turles's arms folded over his chest as he flew, a confident smile across his face.
He'd sent Amond and Daiz off to deal with a Namekian village, one of the last ones which had a Dragon Ball. For himself? It was time to make a move on what he thought of as stragglers. A power level of 22,000 had broken off from Frieza's protective bosom. They'd also picked up three other mildly significant powers, two around 3,000 and one around 8,000.
Dragging Raisin, Lakasei, and Cacao with him, the three embarked on the smaller energy sources, while he made moves towards whoever the big power was. This would be easy prey.
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Vegeta stood at the heart of the Namekian village, looking over all of them. He could feel a multitude of powerful forces moving across the planet now, not just Frieza, Dodoria, and Zarbon. There was one that was very big approaching Dodoria. He hadn't thought Frieza would have been so brazen as to bring a member of the Ginyu Force along with him, but right now that was what it looked like.
This meant he needed to get a Dragon Ball in play, quickly.
Surrounded by the green freaks of the local variety, Vegeta appraised them cynically. None were a threat to him, even hiding their power levels.
"What brings you to our village, stranger?"
"What do you think would bring me to a disgusting mudball like this planet?" Vegeta responded. "Hand over the Dragon Ball, and I may consider letting all of you live."
The village elder felt himself beginning to sweat nervously. Tsuno knew full well he couldn't give away the Dragon Ball to a monster like this, but could he let his village be slaughtered?
"I think your time is running out old man. Maybe the next one in this village will be more helpful," Vegeta said, pointing his finger out like a gun as he started to grin like a shark.
There was clearly blood in the water. With that, the first shot echoed out.
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Dodoria breathed in and out several times as the blast wave exploded across the Namekian landscape. He'd spent a good 15 minutes trying to find those brats and that worthless saiyan. He knew full well Frieza would have wanted them alive, but that would have taken longer than Frieza wanted regardless. He suspected the two working with Raditz were Earthlings.
Vegeta had friends on this world that meant. He and Raditz were likely allied with the Earthlings to get to the Dragon Balls. Well, now he could at least tell Frieza that Vegeta's friends were no longer a problem. With a confident smile, the tubby henchmen took off, heading back in the direction he was sure he came from.
He'd no idea that Raditz, Gohan, Krillin and Dende were all fine, and had only been a few meters away from him when he finally left. An inability to detect power levels was a serious problem for a man without a scouter.
An even more serious problem when there were other predators lurking the Namekian landscape, predators hunting big game.
It didn't take long for Dodoria to find out that fact.
The pink blob of a being looked in all directions as he flew back. He had no idea where he was, he was lost. It was only when he when he saw a figure floating in the air some distance away, clad in black and purple World Trade Organization Armour and bearing a white cape, that he felt relief. This one would be able to lead him back to the ship.
A blue aura burst around Dodoria's frame before he took off towards the figure.
"You there, soldier," Dodoria said, "Lead me back to Frieza's Ship."
Turles was just smirking as he floated there, his arms still crossed as the planet's winds made his white cape fluttering behind him.
"What was that?" Turles asked, just looking amused by the request, "Are you lost? Its Dodoria isn't it? You seem to fit the profile of Frieza's henchmen. Though you are fatter than I imagined."
Dodoria blinked, before scowling.
"I'll kill you if you utter another word like that to me you-!" Dodoria froze his words, his eyes tracing to something on the figure.
A tail, a fuzzy, brown tail. But not just that, something about this saiyan was eerily familiar.
"You! You're... You're a saiyan!"
"Very, very perceptive of you to notice," a slick, arrogant smile extended over the features of the saiyan, his eyes cruelly appraising Dodoria.
Dodoria tried to identify just who this saiyan was. He'd known all the remaining saiyans alive, Raditz, Nappa, and Vegeta. Nappa was dead, and this guy was definitely not Nappa. The fact he was wearing Trade Armour just further told him that this guy was a saiyan who knew his origins. It was however, a familiar face... it was like he'd seen him before somewhere.
"Now then," Turles said, unfolding his arms, raising one and making a motion to Dodoria to attack.
"I think its time we got started, don't you?"
Dodoria sneered.
"Saiyan fool, throwing your life away!" he spat, "You have one chance to save yourself. If you hand over that scouter, I would be tempted to forgive your error in judgement of challenging me."
Turles started to laugh in response. Were this one year ago, hell, even 2 months ago, he would have handed him the scouter while trembling. Right now, he read 22,000 on his scouter for Dodoria's battle potential, and he knew full well his own was well over double that. Thanks to the Catalyst as well, he knew Dodoria and the others couldn't track him at all.
This would be delicious entertainment.
"Over there," Turles said, pointing to a patch of blue green and dirt a few kilometres away.
The two figures zipped down, landing on the Namekian ground.
"I'll tell you what. I will give you my scouter," Turles said, his smile growing. "It'll make it more entertaining for me, and it'll be much more of a challenge to kill you without destroying my own property," He chuckled.
Slowly, he removed the scouter off the side of his head.
"Now Dodoria, be careful not to wreck my scouter. I just got it..."
Dodoria noted the red lens, a sign of an elite.
"I pulled it off the dead body of one of your super elites a few weeks ago. It'd be a shame to wreck such a good quality device."
Dodoria narrowed his eyes at the remark. He was bluffing, no saiyan was that strong. Vegeta had managed to outdo Cui, but he'd just gotten lucky. The scouter had a false reading on that low life. Most saiyans were lucky to get as strong as Raditz. The strongest saiyan he'd ever seen had been that fool Bardock back on Meat and Vegeta. Even King Vegeta himself wasn't overly exceptional.
He saw Turles motion to catch, before tossing the scouter over.
Hurriedly, Dodoria attached the scouter to the side of his own head. A familiar setting once again, it beeped to life within a few seconds and began assessing the area. Turles crossed his arms again, and just started to grin.
"Thank you for this scouter, fool. After I finish with you, I'll be bringing a true trophy home to Lord Frieza."
"Check the reading," was all Turles said in response, slowly beginning to raise his power.
With a click of the scouter's main button, Dodoria was still grinning.
The beeping of the scouter began to cycle.
18,000!... no wait, its 25,000. How?! Wait! No No NO! 32,000!
Dodoria's mind raced as the number continued to climb, ahead of him, what almost looked like waves of heat emitted off of Turles's unmoving body. The cape began to blow violently in an almost a wind which didn't touch anything save Turles as the scouter continued to climb. This wasn't possible, there was no way a saiyan's power level could reach-!
40,000
Dodoria's eyes looked hollow. His hands were left trembling and unmoving. That meant if this monkey turned into a great ape he'd... almost be as strong as Frieza. Dodoria's heart began to race as the realization dawned on him.
No! Its not possible! The scouter had to be lying! No saiyan could ever hope to be this powerful!
Dodoria's fists closed as he continued to tremble, noting Turles starting to laugh at his response.
"What's wrong Dodoria? You don't seem as eager to fight me anymore? What happened?"
Dodoria's face began to twist and warp into one of a man pushed too far. His anger surged like a great tidal wave as he brought all his power to the palms of his hands.
"You threw this scouter over here, modifying it to give off false readings!" Dodoria scowled hatefully. "You only gave it to me because you are really a weakling! You are nothing to me!"
With that, the assault began. Turles saw the huge blast coming towards him. Arms still crossed, the sayian just grinned before the impact was made. A huge orange coloured mushroom cloud burst into the air, so large it was able to be seen from space.
Rocks rained from the sky as smoke and dust swirled around the now huge crater where had been. Dodoria breathed in and out at the exertion of so much power at once.
When the dust finally cleared enough that Dodoria could see again, there was Turles... completely untouched, not even his cape bore a mark.
"Well, you certainly put me in my place," Turles said with an ironic smile, "Is it my turn yet?"
Dodoria's eyes opened in terror as he stepped back, seeing Turles taking his first slow step towards him. This... this wasn't possible as far as Dodoria could understand. The scouter beeped again, reestablishing the reading as 40,000.
"This can't be happening! This power level can't be yours!" Dodoria shouted in almost grief.
His cry of desperation echoed out around him before power began to flow through his arms again. With both barrels loaded, he unleashed another massive energy wave. The two handed blast moved slowly towards Turles. Turles himself just stopped walking and put one hand out. The wave slammed into his outstretched hand, pushing against him as the light around the energy bent and warped as it was stopped dead in its tracks. Finally, with the twist of his wrist, Turles sent the blast streaming up into the sky.
It was only then, only then that Dodoria recognized this familiar saiyan's face. Bardock.
No! This can't be Bardock! It's impossible! Frieza killed him, we all saw it on Planet Vegeta! Even if he survived the blast, he'd have been left to the cold depths of space! This just isn't possible!
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"Unfortunate business, isn't it Bardock?"
"Damn right, unfortunate for you Dodoria! Tora told me that you're behind this!"
Dodoria just took in a deep breath, forming energy around it, before launching it forward in a huge wave. Bodies of Bardock's crew, and Bardock himself, were sent back into oblivion to Dodoria's eyes.
The ground was left burnt away in front of him, the ruins of planet Meat all around them.
"That blew him away," Dodoria chuckled. "Bardock, you should have remembered your place."
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Casually, Turles continued to walk towards the now fully terrified Dodoria. He'd seen it for himself, with his own eyes he'd seen what Turles had just done to his attack.
When the saiyan arrived in front of him, Dodoria lashed out with his aggression. Swinging his huge pink fists, each one was easily blocked, knocked aside as if they were nothing.
Dodoria's whole body froze in agony as his armour shattered from a single knee from his adversary. Turles's knee had been so fast that the huge blob couldn't follow. Brown and blue armour fell in pieces to the ground as ribs snapped within the huge body. Dodoria fell to one knee and groaned, before blood bubbled up through his mouth. He spat the purple blood onto the blue grass as he tried to even stand back up to his full height.
"One moment," Turles said, reaching down and plucking the scouter from the side of Dodoria's head, whose arms were still wrapped around his own mid section.
"Unfortunate business, isn't it Dodoria?"
The irony of Turles's remark wasn't lost on Dodoria. The line hadn't been delivered intentionally, but it had an effect on Dodoria well in excess of what Turles had expected.
Is it? Is it him?! It can't be!
"You..." *cough* "You won't be able to... to stop Frieza! Bardock... he killed you before, he'll do it again!" Dodoria shouted, sweat now pouring down his head as he coughed up yet more blood.
Turles began to turn after these words were said, reattaching his scouter.
"Bardock? What are you babbling about? I am Turles! And your time is up."
Opening his palm, dark purple energy formed and began to pulse. Dodoria looked into the blinding purple light as his mouth opened in shock.
"Wait! Please!"
Turles waited, looking down at the warrior, his eyes narrowing, giving the pink blob several seconds to continue. His attack still glowed brightly in his hand.
"You... must... must be the spawn of Bardock. The last defender of the Planet Vegeta. You look just like him, you have his power. But you'll die just like him, if you let me live. I can-"
The face on Turles had turned into a scowl. It was as if he'd been insulted.
I've received nothing from my father, least of all power. Bardock... so that was his name.
Turles launched the attack without even looking at Dodoria. The fat alien's hands moved up to cover his face as he shrieked before the relatively "small" orb of light hit. Two miles of land were devastated in a straight line, starting from where Dodoria had knelt. The violence from the blast was extreme and immediate, burned and charred soil and split seas were all the evidence that Dodoria had even existed. Well, until a single, crisp hand fell from the sky, landing in front of Turles.
With a casual disgusted noise, Turles kicked the burnt pink hand into the water nearby.
"He ruined my scouter settings," the saiyan remarked to himself, sounding annoyed while he readjusting the scouter's settings.
Without having realized it and never with any such intention, 25 years after the destruction of the Planet Vegeta, Turles had avenged his father's crew.
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The four were walking slowly towards the cave they came from.
Krillin looked very, very dour. The little Namek boy they'd rescued looked at the three strangers, noting the looks of frustration and disappointment on two of them. Krillin and Gohan had before, felt they could be difference makers, but they'd just felt what happened to Dodoria, and they'd been feeling lives being extinguished all across the planet.
Dende looked at them, noting the look of anger on Raditz, likely mixed with disappointment.
"Thank you for saving me," Dende said for the third time since they'd escaped Dodoria.
"Its not a problem," Krillin said, his voice sounding tired.
"Did you see how powerful those guys were?" he then added.
"We've been over this, and I warned you," Raditz snapped. "And you still nearly got us all killed anyway! Idiots!"
Gohan felt annoyed himself as he looked back at Raditz.
"Well we had to do something!"
"Yes, sit back and enjoy the show," Raditz responded coldly.
Now Dende was glaring at him as well.
"What the hell is that supposed to mean, Raditz?" Krillin asked, now angry himself.
They were infantile in their understanding of how things worked, it was incredible even on a planet as weak as earth they'd lived this long.
"Allow me to spell it out for you, since you are so insistent. Frieza and his men will collect the seven Dragon Balls, and then he will have eternal life. That is it, period. As soon as we found out he was on this planet we should have spent our time avoiding him, and trying to find a way off this rock."
Krillin felt himself lower his head.
"Yea. There just isn't anything we could do against those guys."
"I found the cave," Gohan finally said.
Dende looked between the three of them as they hopped down towards the cave itself, carefully following suit.
"Woman, get out here, we're leaving," Raditz announced.
There was no response.
"Can I kill her yet?" he muttered to himself.
"Hey! Cut that out. You won't be killing anybody!" Krillin announced.
He still wondered what 'good' Goku saw in this big idiot. However just as those thoughts entered his mind, he remembered that Raditz helped both Gohan and himself when that other strong alien was going to help them while they'd been rescuing Dende. He could have fled and left them to die, but something caused him to help them. Maybe Goku was right, maybe there was some good in this guy.
"Well then I suggest you go and grab her, before I lose my patience."
Krillin sighed, walking into the cave a few moments later. Gohan looked at Dende and gave a child like smile, something a child of his age should of course possess anyway.
"Come on, let's go!" he said excitedly, taking Dende's hand and running into the cave.
Inside, Krillin came across a Capsule House.
"Hey! Bulma put up a house!"
Raditz groaned, now she'd be settled in this wretched place he was sure. Finally, the tall saiyan warrior walked into the cave next.
The door opened slowly as Bulma walked out, looking at the three familiar, and one far less familiar figures.
"What happened to you? You guys look like shit," she said bluntly, seeing how tired and depressed everyone looked, save for Raditz, who looked his normal scowling self.
"Hey, what's with the miniature Piccolo?"
"We saved him from some bad guys who were attacking his village," Gohan explained.
"Wow, what happened out there?"
"How about we go inside?" Krillin said, sounding exhausted. "We'll let you know how everything went down."
All these humans did was talk to one another and act like fools. This was the conclusion Raditz was coming to. Every time they had a glimmer of showing potential, it was dashed by their whining and complaining of situations.
"Oh! I almost forgot! I let my dad know all the details, and he had great news!'
Everyone listened, though Raditz half listened.
"Goku is on his way here in a new Space Ship my dad built based off his ship's design! He'll be here in about 6 days!"
"Alright!" Gohan immediately cheered. "Dad's coming here!"
Krillin looked so happy he could cry. Both he and Gohan started to laugh with joy. The two left out of this happy arrangement were Raditz and Dende. Dende largely because he had no idea who Goku was, Raditz because he knew exactly how overwhelming Frieza was.
Gohan started to dance with Dende, though Dende looked nervous and uncomfortable.
"This means we have a chance!" Krillin announced.
Raditz looked worried, increasingly worried, sweat formed on his brow.
"Fools!"
Everyone stopped, turning towards the veteran warrior. His fist was balled at this point as he stared at them all.
"You could have a hundred Kakarots, and Frieza will kill them all."
Krillin looked dour for a moment with these words. Was Frieza really that powerful? He'd known Goku his whole life, a hell of a lot longer than his own brother. Raditz didn't have any faith in Goku, when the odds were against you, Goku was always the deciding factor.
"No, Goku is one warrior too much for anybody! No matter the odds he always comes through!" Krillin said finally.
"Yea! My dad is the best!"
These idiots are going to get us all killed.
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It was when the last lives of the villagers of Tsuno's village died, that everyone was driven outside. Raditz followed looking bored, rather than being driven.
"He's kill them! All of them!" Krillin announced, looking furious.
"Well, that's Vegeta for you." Raditz said, almost yawning. "Woman, make more food." He then added, turning to go back into the cave.
"No you jerk! How can you say that?! Especially with the kid here!" Bulma announced.
Raditz stopped and seemed to think for a moment.
"I'm still hungry?" He responded.
Gohan, Bulma and Krillin all sighed. Well, at least it wasn't that different from Goku.
"We need to hide one of the Dragon Balls until Goku gets here." Bulma announced, ignoring Raditz.
"Let's just hope Frieza and Vegeta aren't working together. And remember that other power out there as well, we don't even have a clue who that is! If any of these groups are working together, even Goku may have trouble dealing with them."
Krillin was so angry he punched the ground, growling almost.
"I can assure you, Vegeta is not working with Frieza," Raditz interjected.
"We can't even raise our power levels or they'll find us!"
"H-how do you all know about the Dragon Balls? How do you know about these attackers?" Dende asked, "Who are you people? Please, please tell me you've come here to help us!"
Raditz felt himself turn, looking at the small green child. What a pathetic creature. He wanted others to save his people? His people were weak enough to be conquered, that was the way it was.
"Its too late to help your kind, kid." Raditz remarked coldly.
Krillin scowled again.
"Goku told us you were here to help, so unless you want to be useful, why don't you keep your big mouth shut?!" Krillin shouted back at him.
Raditz smiled, perhaps this human could attack him finally and get it over with? This arrangement was never going to last forever, and now their interests were dividing more quickly than before.
Gohan looked at his uncle with disgust himself.
"How can you be so heartless?"
How can I be so heartless?
"I've helped purge a hundred worlds, boy. What do you mean how can I be so heartless? This is every day for a warrior, particularly a saiyan warrior! Look at this place, filled with weaklings unable to protect their homes, protect their items, protect themselves. This is how the Galaxy works, the weak die and the strong survive. The crafty live to fight another day and grow stronger themselves. These Nameks are not very crafty, instead they are opting to be dead! You learn to stop being so shocked by the horrors of a purge after you've committed your own share of them! So forgive me for acting casual about this, but this is not a very uncommon scenario."
"You have no idea what you are up against, and neither does Kakarot. Sparing lives, left and right. These men use those weaknesses to their own advantage! They'll kill all of you, and I'd rather not be on this sinking ship any longer!" Raditz announced, before an aura rippled around him. His shirt started to blast in all directions with his power.
"So if you'll excuse me, I'm off to steal a ride, hopefully."
"So I was wrong about you, I guess," Gohan said quietly. "I thought you were better than this."
He'd hoped he'd see his Uncle change. Just like his father, he thought Raditz had it in him to be someone else. But looking at him right now, Gohan saw the same ugly monster he did when he was abducted on the beach that day. He put himself first in everything.
Raditz sneered at the remark.
"Well, sometimes you've got to learn the hard way!"
With that, Raditz took off, his frame blasting away into the distance.
"I don't think he'll make it very far," Krillin said quietly. "His power is going to attract unwanted attention."
"Where are we going to go from here Krillin?"
"We need to find and hide one of the Dragon Balls. With all the villages destroyed, where can we find the last one?"
"The Eldest Namek, our all father, will have it," Dende told them.
Krillin nodded. They had to hurry, if Vegeta or Frieza got to him first, it'd be a disaster. Not only because he'd lose his Dragon Ball, but because Krillin worked out he'd made the Dragon Balls. If they killed him, that meant there was no Dragon Balls for anyone.
Krillin however, suddenly felt three powers.
Gohan already braced himself, putting up his fighting stance.
"Look at this, Raisin," the first one remarked. "I think we may have found those idiots who Dodoria was chasing."
"Do you think Lord Turles will reward us for their deaths?"
"No, but his orders were to kill anyone we came across."
Cacao hovered between the twins, his metal body shining in the Namekian's stars' light.
Gohan felt his teeth almost grind for a moment. Raditz was already long gone, and he didn't see him coming back.
"Bulma! Get Dende to safety! Now!" Krillin shouted.
The twins in the sky put themselves back to back for a moment, putting up their own fighting stance, before charging down towards the surface.
"You're ours! All ours!" Lakasei laughed, just as his scouter started to beep, notifying him of the changing power levels of his enemies.
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A/N: Chapter 17 will be on its way soon enough. Expect to see hints of Vegeta and Zarbon, as well as other confrontations. More character development on its way as well.
Wolverines: I agree, Gohan is pretty amazing :D
Coldblue: Mystic Gohan is actually stronger than Super Saiyan 3 Goku, at least until he stops training again and settles down with Videl. Gohan is really the mightiest of all the saiyans. But now, time to answer questions.
Cooler and Slug play incredibly important roles in this story. I cannot divulge anymore than that. Though I will admit, don't expect to see them on Namek. Slug literally couldn't go to Namek as it is given that he is banished.
In regards to Piccolo, I can't reveal that either.
Cargo's character is a long term development. So I can't reveal much.
Mystic: Heh, he hit Zarbon in the face with a Dragon Ball. I laughed when I imagined that.
GoggleGirl: I agree, things are going to get bad for some people :(
Fightingchampion: You probably will see Raditz, Turles, and Goku meet at least once.
Dark Impailer: I hope I'm meeting expectations with the fights. Expect more. Also, Cooler and Slug will appear. Its all planned out (Some of it even written)