With Hazzel defeated he was taken to the clinic fo basic first aid, unaware of the attention he gained from the Z-Fighters and a certain personality switcher.Said personality switcher was now standing beside Hazzels cot fidgeting with her shoulder length curly blue hair. She didn't know why she was in the clinic staring down at the young man that fought piccolo, but one thing she did know was she was extremely attracted to those grey and purple eyes. The unique way they shined in battle and the fierce sense of determination glowed in them. She found them only beautiful during that final bout between the Demon Kings Son and the Human that dared face him in the quarterfinals.

She stared down at Hazzel slowly reaching out to touch his cheek when the announcers voice blasted through the arena and surrounding buildings. "NOW ITS TIME FOR THE MAIN EVENT! MA JUNIOR VS GOKU!" She gasped clumsily spinning on her heel and rushed out to the spectator stands to watch the match with Bulma, Roshi, Puar and Oolong. Bulma glanced at the panting Launch quirking an eyebrow. "Is everything ok Launch? Where'd you go that has you so out of breath?" Launch gave a embarrassed giggle knocking her right fist against her skull, sticking her tongue out and giving a wink.

(Hazzels Mindscape)

Darkness was the only thing Hazzel could see as his eyes gazed around, it was like he was in a void just floating in a sea of nothingness. Then there was the sensation of falling, his eyes went wide as the wind screamed in his ears. He flipped himself around in mid air and saw a small island in the void, on top of said island was a small hut. Hazzel seeing the fast approaching island growled and tried to use his aura to slow his fall but it had no effect. He eventually crashed landed face first into the ground several feet in front of the hut, a loud pained groan escaped his lips as he pushed himself to his feet not noticing the door of the hut slowly opening with a light squeak from the hinges.

Hazzel coughed several times as dust and dirt flew around him, he carefully dusted his clothes off before wiping his face trying to get rid of the dirt. "You still are the most outrageous student I have ever had, Grandson." Hazzel stopped what he was doing, he opened his eyes slowly and was greeted by the sight of a tall old man. He was a hulking 7 feet 4 inches tall, he was a walking tank of muscles, the ground shook under his footsteps as he walked towards Hazzel. "Grandpa Tazuma..." Hazzel said as he looked up at the walking mountain, watching as a small smile graced the bearded face of his grandpa.

The old man reached up and rubbed his bald head as he looked down at Hazzel, he couldn't help but be proud of how much his Grandson has grown. "I see you've continued your training in my Snake Sty-." Tears were brimming at the young man's eyes as he lunged forward and hugged his grandfather tears streaming down his face. "H-How are you here Grandpa~!" Hazzel asked through his soft sobs as he buried his face in his grandfathers Gi, this made the old man chuckle and gently reach down and pat his grandsons head comforting the young man. "Hey now, it's ok." He said in a soft tone that made Hazzel visibly relax letting the young warrior to regain his bearings.

"How are you here Grandpa?! You're supposed to be dead!" Hazzel said looking up at his Grandpa with tears staining his cheeks from the light sobbing. Tazuma gave a more stern look gently pushing his grandson back a couple steps before kneeling down so they were closer to eye level. "Well I'm mostly here to warn you, I saw your battle against piccolo. And you're most likely going to try and find my old Dojo." Hazzel was confused opening his mouth to speak but Tazuma shook his head no as a sign to keep quiet as he finished speaking. "In my old Dojo lies a few different journals about my combat style, I know you'll study and master my martial arts quickly. But I need you to promise me."

As Tazuma spoke his body started to flicker as if he was fading slowly, the old man looked down at the phenomenon happening to himself seeing it and realizing he didn't have much time left. "There is a specific journal I want you to stay away from until it's absolutely necessary to learn it, it has a technique that allows you to call upon your more negative emotions to bring out more power. I call it Hellfall Cloak, but it has a major weakness that could ruin you if you aren't careful. The more you use it the more the negative emotions will take control, it's one of the reasons I died my grandson." Tazuma said his lips pressed tightly in a tight frown he closed his eyes before sighing.

"There is also a Journal that explains our family's abnormal strength and abilities, I want you to study them and take wisdom from it." Hazzel tried to speak again but a small glared from his Grandfather forced his mouth shut. "I wanted you to train like never before, I sense a great evil stirring in the future. This evil has a feeling like us, I want you to be wary about don't fight it unless you truly believe yourself to be ready. Goodbye Hazzel" his last words rung between Hazzels ears as he watched his Grandfather disappear, the island he was standing on crumbling away sending Hazzel back into the nothingness below.

(Real world)

Hazzel sat up quickly with a loud gasp that was quickly replaced with a deep groan as he held his ribs the toll of Piccolo's battle with him still burning. The human swung his legs over the side of the cot, planting his feet on the ground he struggled to get himself to his feet. With great difficulty he did allowing him to step out of the clinic and make his way to the arena at a snails pace. The roar of the crowd slowly died down confusing the young warrior until he exited into the spectators stands ending up next to Master Roshi. "HoHoHo! It seems you have awakened young man." Hazzel turned his head slightly to the side and his gaze beg Roshi's.

The turtle hermit had his sunglasses down a bit so they could make eye contact. "Your style, I've seen it before and I have to say I'm quite impressed. So is it possible you know of my old Friend Tazuma creator of the snake style?" Hazzel stared at Roshi, gauging the old men his right eye twitched slightly when his grandfathers name was spoken. "Yes...I know him...he's my grandfather" Hazzel said dryly as he watched Goku and Piccolo's fight grow more and more intense. Roshi was quite surprised by this statement, a bead of sweat dripped down from his brow as he eyed Hazzel warily.

That's when Hazzel noticed something, the entire audience was comprised of him, Chi-Chi, Roshi, the Z-Fighters, Bulma Birefs the daughter of Dr. Briefs, a Blonde who was wearing a green tank top and orange short shorts, a floating cat, a pig and a Older looking version of Piccolo with the symbol for Kami on his robe. He snapped out of his wandering gaze when he noticed Piccolo building up a massive amounts of Ki. Hazzels eyes widened and got in front of everybody his arms starting to glow with his unique ki color of purple with crimson outline. "BARRIER!" Hazzel shouted throwing his hands forward as a barrier of Ki formed around them.

The Blonde's eyes widened as Hazzel tan in front of them throwing up some kind of clear wall of some kind. "HEY YOU! YOU'RE STILL INJURED DONT DO ANYTHING STU-!" She wasn't able to continue her sentence as Piccolo roared at the top of his lungs releasing all the Ki he built up into an Area of Effect attack. The Ki went over the barrier as it flattened the entire island the World Tournament took place. As the bright dome of Ki blinded everyone they never noticed the cracks in the barrier, Kami pulled everyone down into a rectangular hole big enough to hold them. But before he could pull Hazzel down with them his barrier broke sending him back. "AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!"

Hazzel having lost his fight with piccolo was visited by his grandfather, with an ominous warning for the young warrior. Waking up he arrived near the end of the two mightiest warriors battle, as piccolo unleashed one of his most powerful attacks. Trying to protect the others Hazzel was able to throw up a Ki barrier to protect them while they got to somewhere safe. Though Piccolos attack was too much and overwhelmed Hazzels barrier sending the human away with no clue of if he lived.