*(Disclaimer: I do not own Dragon Ball, Dragon Ball Z, or Dragon Ball GT. All characters and places associated with the Dragon Ball series belong to their own respected creators and I have not used them to make any profit in any shape or form.)
Jason9000: Well this ought to get interesting. At long last father and son are reunited. Is it going to be a teary joyful reunion, or a massive disaster waiting to happen? You'll find out. All I can say is that if this fanfic were divided into "sagas" the invasion one would be over by the end of this chapter. Now I'm not going to divide this into sagas or arcs at this point. Like how there was the Frieza arc, but a Ginyu Force Saga. Maybe when I'm done with this like I keep saying I'll go back and edit this one final time before sending it off with a big salute. For now enjoy this one.*
Piccolo felt his entire body freeze. He felt cold and it wasn't because there was a cold draft blowing in the half demolished city around them. The reason why was the person standing in front of him. It just didn't make any sense. How was his FATHER of all people standing in front of him, grinning as madly as he remembered from the shared memories? First off he should be DEAD, second hand he shouldn't have escaped Hell, and third why did he look calm when everyone here was beyond his most powerful attack?
Everybody was silent till Vegeta decided to open his mouth.
"Namek, why the Hell is your father so damn tall?" The Saiyan Prince asked Piccolo.
King Piccolo merely chuckled.
"I could ask you a similar question. Why are you so short?" The Demon King said back.
Vegeta's eyes widened for a moment and then he snarled. While Vegeta knew he wasn't the tallest guy in the group, he hated being called short.
"I have to apologize for that one. I never did give Vegeta proper meals when he worked for me. So I'm sure his lack of nutrition and spending so much time in a space pod stunted the poor monkey's growth," Frieza said chuckling.
Vegeta growled a bit and turned back toward Frieza. He was getting tired of being insulted continuously by these freaks.
"Cool it Vegeta, they're just trying to separate us. They're targeting you since you're usually the first one to attack when your pride is insulted," Gohan said holding his hand out to him.
Vegeta seethed and tried to take a calming breath. Gohan's words rang true and he didn't want to start something. He knew Frieza better than anybody. He wouldn't be acting so confident and calm if he didn't have a plan of some sort.
"I must say you have grown since I last saw you Junior. You were only an egg sailing into the distance before my untimely passing. Ah, how time flies," King Piccolo told his shocked son.
Piccolo was still shocked that his sire of old was standing before him. He had seen many things in his life that surprised him, but this took the cake. If he was right he could feel Kami in his subconscious growling at the site of his biggest mistake.
They heard a grunt and some debris moving below them. Everyone saw Goku pushing the various objects off of him.
"Okay I'll admit that was smarts," Goku said rubbing the back of his neck.
The co-founder of the group looked up and saw King Piccolo floating up behind his friends.
"Okay I think I may have hit my head harder than I thought…I think I see King Piccolo over there," Goku called out.
King Piccolo turned his head down toward him and the Demon King disappeared in a flash and was right in front of Goku.
"Son Goku…it's been a VERY long time since I last saw you," King Piccolo said looking down at the Saiyan.
Goku stood up to his full height after dusting himself off. Out of the many enemies Goku faced, this was the first one he actually hated. King Piccolo was responsible for the deaths of many of his friends and wrought much carnage on the Earth. The Demon King stood at a massive height of 8'2'' and while Goku was much taller than the last time he faced him, King Piccolo was still a good two feet taller than him.
"King Piccolo…it has been a long thirty something years." Goku said staring back up at the Demon King.
For a while they just stared at each other while everyone was looking at the duo below. Everyone waited with baited breath.
Suddenly King Piccolo closed his eyes and began laughing in Goku's face.
"Oh, this does bring back wonderful memories. It seems only yesterday that you were begging me not to crush your friend's skull. Ah, such pleasant times," He finished laughing.
"Funny, because the way I remember it I had you beaten completely and you had to rely on cheap tricks to beat me. Too bad they never worked," Goku said chuckling.
King Piccolo grimaced before he made his response.
"I will give you that one, you had me completely outmatched. Now though I can destroy you without much hassle. Thanks to all of the training…and some 'Elderly' help," King Piccolo said emphasizing the word Elderly.
Goku blinked and furrowed his eyebrows.
"What does that mean?" he asked.
"Oh, don't worry you'll find out soon enough. They'll be waking up in a few hours. Then you can all meet and make a worthless plan to attack us," King Piccolo said nonchalantly.
"They'll…?" Goku asked trailing off.
"Like I said you'll find out in a few hours. If I'm right they'll contact you as soon as they wake up," King Piccolo said.
He then vanished and reappeared in front of his son.
"Okay Junior, say your goodbyes, you're coming home with your father," King Piccolo said.
For the first time since King Piccolo appeared his son seemed to snap out of his trance.
"Listen I don't care if you're really my father that just crawled out of Hell. You can't tell me what to do. I have my own life and I won't be dictated by some weakling who thinks I'll bow to his whim. Get out of my face and leave before I'm forced to blow you back to the depths of Hell!" Piccolo shouted at the taller Demon Namekian.
King Piccolo only stood there and for a moment in silence till he surprisingly began clapping.
"Well done my son, despite how you fell from your true path, you still retain some of your demon heritage with your words. You'll make a demon prince yet," King Piccolo told him.
Piccolo's fist tightened for a moment till he quickly raised his right hand holding it out toward his father with his left hand holding his right arm and gathered energy.
"Here's my answer you sick freak. Explosive Demon Wave!" Piccolo cried out firing an old energy wave at his father.
The blast hit him at point blank and detonated. His Ki energy disappeared and Piccolo smirked.
"Pathetic old man. I told you, you were outmatched. Your strongest attack wouldn't be able to faze us. Once again your overconfidence was your downfall," Piccolo called out.
"Well I could say the same thing to you son. Wasn't your overconfidence the reason why Goku beat you the first time you met him?" King Piccolo's voice whispered in his son's ear.
Piccolo spun around bringing his fist to strike his father, but the older Namekian caught it and started to apply pressure to his son's hand.
"Listen Junior, we can do this either the easy way or the hard way. Now personally I'd rather you come willingly, because I don't want to hurt you more than I have to," King Piccolo said.
"You're out of your mind if you think I'm coming with you! I have no intention of helping you in your mad conquest of the Earth! I've put my past behind me and I'm now a defender of the Earth. So you can just forget it!" Piccolo roared at his father.
King Piccolo sighed and shook his head.
"Fine have it your way, I was hoping it wouldn't come to this. Cooler you can launch that Supernova attack of yours now," King Piccolo called out.
Everyone turned around and sure enough there was Cooler holding his own signature Supernova attack in the air with his brother and father behind him.
"Sleeping on the job again Saiyans? You seem to have forgotten that I can gather enough energy to blow up a planet within seconds! Now die with this planet!" Cooler roared out.
Everyone braced themselves and they all powered up to their Super Saiyan states charging their Ki attacks. Piccolo could do nothing as his father held him firm.
Right when Cooler was about to launch it Cell appeared in front of the sun and raised his arms toward his head.
"SOLAR FLARE!" He cried out.
Tien's signature blinding technique was activated and everyone looking at Cell was blinded by the sun's bright rays.
Everyone covered their eyes trying to stop the pain while at the same time trying to keep a lock on the evil signature of their adversary's.
Suddenly Piccolo felt a mighty force hit the back of his neck and he felt himself fading away into unconsciousness.
King Piccolo grabbed his son's unconscious body and flew up to Cell who used the Instant Transmission to take the both of them away from the area
The Colds who had remained for a minute longer merely condensed the Supernova attack to a smaller sphere. Each of them seemed to absorb some of its power before it took the shape of a Namekian Dragon Ball.
"Try not to lose control of this unless you want the whole city to perish!" Frieza cried out before kicking the sphere at the city and leaving with his brother and father.
Everyone was too busy to try and regain their eyesight and ignore the pain to stop the incoming ki attack except for one person.
Goku had remained on the ground after King Piccolo left in a flash and reappeared by his son. When Goku saw Cooler charging his Supernova attack he immediately powered up to stop it from hitting the city. Goku had just seen Cell move in front of the sun and realized what he was trying to pull. He covered his eyes as soon as he saw the Android move his arms to the side of his head.
When he heard him shout out the Solar Flare technique he even shut his eyes for good measure. There was no telling how strong Cell could make the Solar Flare with his boasted newfound strength.
When he opened them he saw King Piccolo flying toward Cell who was preparing the Instant Transmission technique. Goku was going to try and intercept them within the pocket dimension where one travels using Instant Transmission, but he noticed that the Colds didn't leave and were absorbing some of the energy of the Supernova.
After Frieza made his statement he raised his power to its limits in the first form of Super Saiyan and pulled his arm back charging a golden Ki attack to counter the Supernova.
After waiting around ten seconds Goku fired the energy beam at the Supernova trying to stop it.
When the blasts met they briefly stayed at the same spot and Goku smiled for a second till he noticed something.
The weakened version of the Supernova was still falling toward the city. Even at his full power as a Super Saiyan he should've been able to blast this thing back into the sky. Even the combined might of the Colds shouldn't have made the attack too hard to repel.
'I don't sense Cell helping them…how did they get this strong?' Goku thought to himself.
He then powered up to a Super Saiyan 2 and fired a stronger energy beam and it slowed the speed of the attack. For a minute he struggled trying to at least stop the attack from hitting the town. Finally after a long grueling minute it worked and he began pushing the attack back into the sky.
Goku struggled as he put more and more power into the beam. In his heart he was getting very worried. Cooler shouldn't have been much trouble in the basic form of Super Saiyan and yet Goku had to power up a good deal as a Super Saiyan 2 to counter his attack. What made him so strong?
Suddenly he felt someone next to him and he saw Goten bringing his arm in front of him and lowering them both to his left thigh. He began charging a Super Kamehameha and was focused solely on the energy ball that was being pushed back by his father.
His aura shot up as its golden flames seemed to have melded together and combined with his father's raging aura. The only clue that an observer had of guessing who the Super Saiyan 2 was would be Goku since his hair was a lot spikier than his son's
Goku used his senses to check up on the others. Everyone seemed to be okay and if he were to guess they were waiting for a time to join in in case Goku needed some help.
Finally Goten finished his chant and fired the Super Kamehameha that mingled into and finally joined his father's beam. Goku felt the pressure of the Supernova began to leave and found it easier to push the attack off.
After a minute father and son were able to push the attack out into space adjusted the beams to push the failed Supernova into the sun to be absorbed by the sun's awesome power.
Goku wiped his forehead.
"Phew that was close. Thanks for the help Goten. I see you're very close to becoming a Super Saiyan 2. It won't be long now," His father said patting him on the back.
"Thanks Dad, I can feel it and so can Trunks. It's just within our reach," Goten replied powering down.
"Great! With two more Super Saiyan 2's I'm more confident we stand a better chance…especially how powerful Cooler seems to have gotten from our last encounter," Goku said shaking his head.
The other Saiyans dropped down and landed next to Goku. Gohan and Mirai congratulated Goku and Goten on defending the city while Vegeta seemed to be deep in thought.
"Hey where's Piccolo?" Goku asked looking around.
"They got him Dad; they must've nabbed him when Cell activated the Solar Flare," Gohan said shaking his head grimly.
Goku let out a deep sigh. It made sense to him. Once he saw King Piccolo he knew that this may have all been a diversion to distract them so he could grab his son and escape.
"The real question is how did they all get so strong? Kakarot, you and Piccolo once told me his father was weaker than Raditz. If that's true how was he able to knock you in the streets below and then block Piccolo's punch?" Vegeta asked him.
"I can't tell you Vegeta…to be honest I'm not sure. I expected them all to gain some strength of the years of being stuck in Hell and possibly training together, but a power increase of this magnitude is mind boggling. The scary part is that I had to power up to a Super Saiyan 2 to at least slow down that last attack and then Goten had to power up to his fullest to help fling that weakened version of the Cooler's attack into space," Goku said.
"I suggest we return to the Lookout for now and come up with a plan. I don't like this at all…and I think I may know what King Piccolo meant by that 'Elderly' comment he made," Gohan said.
"What about looking for Piccolo?" Mirai asked him.
"Those guys are probably long gone from here. I wouldn't be surprised if Cell taught them how to hide their power. For all we know they could be in another galaxy," Goku said.
"I just hope Piccolo's alright. I sure hope nothing bad happens to him," Gohan said thinking of his first mentor.
"He'll holdout Gohan, he's been through some tough situations and like Vegeta he somehow pulls through," Goten jokingly told his brother.
Vegeta glared and uttered a low growl at the boy before turning his attention back to the others.
"Let's go then shall we? I'd rather not stand here all day twiddling my thumbs," The Saiyan Prince told them.
Goku then focused on the Lookout and once again teleported them back to deliver the hard news.
Cell had transported himself and the two Nameks away from the city in the wilderness. He had spent the entire time searching for a place to go when they revealed themselves to the fighters. He found the energy of a couple of large reptiles fighting amongst themselves many miles away from the city. He waited a minute and Cooler arrived through Instant Transmission with his brother and father.
King Piccolo nodded at them both and called forth the door that would take them to Hell.
"You had us come here for your son? Why did we waste our time on this? I'm confident that he wants nothing to do with any of us and that's not factoring in his words with you," King Cold spoke from behind him.
"Let's just say that I may have need of him in the future. Besides I need someone to be the poster boy of my reign once he's taken his rightful place at my side," King Piccolo responded.
The door appeared and King Piccolo thrust it open with a wave of his hands. He quickly flew through it with the others behind him.
The door shut and disappeared from the Earth leaving the fighting reptiles confused as to what they just saw.
King Piccolo flew with all speed to his castle and then began walking to the lab where the wizards and the two Androids were expecting him.
He walked in and saw that Dr. Gero was looking over Kid Buu. The young Majin was doing a series of stretches given by the doctor.
"Oh our patient has finally arrived has he? Take him into the back room."
The Demon King nodded and walked into the back. The room was dimly lit and he could just make out where he was supposed to put Piccolo.
He placed his son on the makeshift bed. Piccolo slowly began to open his eyes.
"Wha…Where am I?" Piccolo asked.
"Your new home my son." King Piccolo responded shrugging his shoulders and moving away.
"New home? What are you talking about?" Piccolo questioned getting up, only to be forced back down by his father.
"Ah, ah, ah you can't go until the doctor has labeled you fit," King Piccolo said waving his finger in a joking manner.
"I swear I will get out of this and I'll rip you to pieces if you don't shut up and leave me alone!" Piccolo snarled.
"I see our patient has awoken. I suggest you drain him of his energy Doctor. It'll be easier to do this with him unconscious," A voice cackled.
"What isn't that Babadi?" Piccolo asked trying to turn his head to the door.
"It's been a long time Piccolo. You should be thankful my father and I don't sick our new pet on you; however, we've been commissioned to perform an experiment on you," Babadi told him.
Suddenly Piccolo felt cold hands grab the top of his head and his energy began to drain. He felt this before; it was many years ago, but he remembers the effects.
"Doctor Gero? Great did my father gather all of you pathetic low lives?" Piccolo asked struggling to get out.
"Perhaps he did Piccolo, but if I were you I'd heed the wizard's words. I still remember the trouble you gave me," Dr. Gero asked.
"I think we should turn on the lights. I'd rather not accidentally cut my hand while we do this," Babadi said.
The lights turned on and Piccolo was blinded for a moment till his eyes adjusted to the light. He looked around for a moment and noticed where he was.
If Piccolo were to describe the room, it would be one of those old decrepit hospitals where scientists performed horrific experiments on the patients. The walls were of old stone and he saw slime falling between the cold bricks. The walls held only lighting that focused on Piccolo. He inched his head to the left and right and saw some tables with books lying open and some pages circled with a red ink.
Piccolo felt himself slowly weaken over time. He struggled to stay awake, but his father held himself firm and he could only see his father grinning like a maniac over the sight of his son's fruitless struggle.
"You may kill me if you wish, but the others will stop you," Piccolo spat at his father.
"My dear boy, I've been planning this for over thirty years. I expect them to arrive here and when they do, each of your friends will fall and then I'll subject them to the worst tortures I can think of," King Piccolo said.
Piccolo struggled some more, but it was pointless. Nothing he could do would have him escape his father's iron grip and Dr. Gero's life sucking hand.
Over time Piccolo felt more and more tired with each passing minute. He eventually had a hard time struggling to keep his eyes open.
As a final act of defiance, Piccolo spat in his father's face before his closing his eyes and seeing his father wipe the saliva off of his face.
"When you wake up…you will be mine," King Piccolo's voice floated in his son's ears before Piccolo lost consciousness.
*Jason9000: Well that should do it. Thus ends the first half of the story and now we're onto the second half. I may make an intermission chapter. If I get enough questions asked I'll answer them in the intermission chapter. Well please read and review everyone and have a wonderful day!*