Please forgive me for the utter trash that was that last chapter. These are probably going to be shorter than normal due to a change in plans.
Chapter 19: Back On Home Base. The Next Plan Of Action.
Frieza came to a sudden stop as the sky around him turned from emerald green to pitch black.
"Is- Is it night on a planet with three suns?" Frieza asked, "No. They couldn't have."
With a heightened rage, he began flying even faster to reach his ship.
Vegeta and Krillin stared in awe at the massive dragon looming overhead.
"That's Shenron?!" Krillin asked.
"To my people, he is known as 'Porunga,' in our language he is 'God of Dreams.'" Dende said, "To be honest, this is the first I've ever seen him."
"State your wishes so that I may grant them." Porunga bellowed.
"Wishes?" Krillin asked, "Oh yeah. I almost forgot Nail said we get three wishes. This Shenron is quite gener-" Vegeta pushed Krillin backwards and ran towards the dragon.
"Great dragon, make me immorta-" Vegeta began before being cut off by Krillin.
"Tell him to wish back those killed by the Saiyans." Krillin said, glancing a piercing stare at Vegeta.
"Baldy..." Vegeta growled through gritted teeth, sending a chill down Krillin's spine.
Dende raised his hands to the dragon and began to recite the wish in Namekian. Porunga stared blankly back at him before replying the young Namekian.
"Spit it out. What'd he say?" Vegeta asked.
"He says he can only wish back one person at a time." Dende translated.
"So much for being generous." Krillin asked.
"So," King Kai said, "It seems only one of you can be wished back at a time."
"Seriously?" Yamcha asked.
"And just when I thought we were going to get off this rock." Tien said.
King Kai's face flushed red as Piccolo stepped forward with an urgency. "Let me speak to them." He said.
"What's your plan?" King Kai asked.
"Just let me speak to them!" Piccolo demanded.
"Fine. Fine." King Kai said, turning his back, "Just grab my shoulder and I'll put you through."
"Short one." A voice said in the trio's minds.
"Yes?" They all replied.
"The bald one." The voice said.
"What?" Krillin and Dende said.
"THE EARTHLING!" Piccolo yelled, "It's me, Piccolo."
"Piccolo?" Krillin asked while taking a look around, "Where are you-"
"Talking through God." Piccolo said, "Now listen. Just wish me back. In doing so, you'll wish Kami back. Wish Kami back, and the Earth's Dragon Balls'll work again. Then, Kami can wish these three back to life."
"That makes sense." Krillin said, "Don't know why I didn't think of that."
"Good." Piccolo said, "And with your second wish, I want you to wish me to Namek so I can fight this Frieza guy. That bastard'll get what's coming to him."
"Now just wait a secon-" Vegeta said before being cut off by Krillin again.
"Well, you heard him, Dende." Krillin said.
Dende began reciting Piccolo's wishes back to Porunga, who stared back blankly before his eyes began to glow red.
"Your wish has been granted." Porunga bellowed.
"'Wish?'" Krillin asked, "Dende, did you give him both?"
"Yeah. I'm sure I did." The Namekian replied.
"Uh, guys." Another voice chimed in, "Where did you send Piccolo?"
"Is he not there?" Krillin asked, "Dende, what did you wish for?"
"I asked Porunga to wish your friend back to life and then bring him to Namek." Dende said.
"I am a generous dragon." Porunga bellowed, "Now state your last two wishes."
"He must've combined the two." Dende said.
"Well, if we have two wishes left, then I'll take my immortality, if you'd please." Vegeta said.
"Now just hold on, Vegeta." Krillin said, "We could wish for that, OR we could wish Gohan and Goku back to full health."
"And why would I want to wish those two schmucks to full health?" Vegeta asked.
"Think about it." Krillin said, "We'd have a much better chance if you, Piccolo, Gohan, AND Goku we're all able to fight Frieza."
"Yes," Vegeta said, "but with immortality I could fight Frieza until I beat him. Now grant my wish, slugboy."
"Don't do it, Dende." Krillin said, "We're not giving you immortality, Vegeta."
"We have a deal, remember?" Vegeta asked, grabbing Krillin at the collar, "You grant me immortality, and I don't beat you to a bloody pulp."
Piccolo awoke to a throbbing pain in his head. He groaned and sat up, rubbing his eyes and head. His vision was blurred from the pain, but he could faintly make out the shape of a house in front of him.
He got to his feet and slowly stumbled his way into the house. In front of him were two Namekians, one propped in a large chair, the other sprawled on his back at the other's feet, both stained with blood.
Piccolo jumped slightly as the larger one coughed violently and beckoned Piccolo to come in. As Piccolo entered the room, all of his pain began to fade away and his vision began to clear.
"That's all... that I can do for you." The Elder groaned while lowering his hand, "Welcome to my... humble abode."
"What happened to you two?" Piccolo asked.
"F- Frieza happened." Nail groaned.
"Ah." Piccolo said.
"Scion of Katas, listen to me." The Elder said, "You are soon to be the last of the Namekians. Promise me you will carry our legacy."
"I can't make any promises." Piccolo said, "But sure. Besides, I just really want to kick Frieza in."
"Then listen to me." Nail said, "As it stands, you have no chance of beating Frieza. But with our combined power, we might be able to put up a fight."
"Thanks," Piccolo said, "but I've already split once before, and I kinda like who I am now."
"Don't worry about that." Nail said, "You will keep your personality intact. All you need to do is place your hand upon my chest."
Piccolo hesitated for a second before giving in and following Nail's directions.
"And this'll do what, exactly?" Piccolo asked.
"It'll combine our powers." Nail said, "Now hold still."
In a flash of white light, the two Namekians joined together. Piccolo felt a burst of vivid memories and strong emotions begin to flood his mind, almost enough to bring him to his knees. After the effects on his mind subsided, Piccolo stood straight up as he began to feel the flow of energy surge through his body.
"This- This is incredible!" Piccolo yelled, his aura flaring to life, "This power is absurd! Nothing can stop me like this. Not Frieza. Not Vegeta. Not Goku. No one!"
"Settle yourself." The Elder said, "Pride and arrogance can lead to one's downfall."
"Right." Piccolo said, controlling his aura.
"Now, there's only one more thing I... I can do for you." The Elder groaned, "But I fear... there is no time. My time... is drawing... near..."
"You can hold out slightly longer, Father!" Piccolo blurted out, not realizing what he had said, "Think of Dende and what'll happen!"
"Heh." The Elder chuckled faintly, "I see... you're still... there, Nail..."
The Elder gave his final breath and slumped forward in his chair. Piccolo approached the Elder and leaned him back while closing his eyes. He bowed his head before turning and flying from the room, zoning in on four power levels off in the distance.
"Now I suggest you make your next wish carefully, because it'll decide how you die." Vegeta growled, "Be it by my hand, or Frieza's."
"Why don't we just flip a coin, Vegeta?" A voice said from above, "Heads I kill him, tails I kill you."
Coming 2019?
Cell was gone. It took everything they had, but Cell had finally been defeated. The last danger they'd have to face was dead. They'd all finally to enjoy some peace in the world. If only they were right.
In just a few years time did they realize how incredibly wrong they were. And realize how incredibly powerless they were to stop it.
The rebirth of an old enemy. The resurfacing of a familiar name. The complete control over humanity. And this time, Goku can't step in to save the day.
A ragtag group of Earth's defenders has to band together to face enemies old and new as the world turns to ruin.
And who even stands a chance?