Disclaimer

I do not own Dragon Ball Z. This is a work of Fanfiction using the Dragon Ball Z world. Dragon Ball Z is owned by Akira Toriyama.

Gine and Bulma walked into a village after a Dragon Ball. They'd had Goku take a turtle down to a beach that had one, while they went to this village. Gohan had taught Gine and Goku to sense power levels awhile ago, so Goku could find them without a problem. There had been a big power further away from the beach, but it didn't worry Gine sense it wasn't anywhere close to Goku's.

Gine looked around the town frowning. "Where is everyone?" "I don't know?" answered Bulma, equally confused. "Maybe it's a ghost town."

Gine shook her head. "No there are people here, I can sense them." Why would they be hiding from us?

Gine walked over to the nearest door and punched the knob off, then opened the door. She saw a dark figure running at her with something over his head. The figure reached her and swung an ax at her, aiming for her head. That thing's moving really slow. She thought as the ax came down at her head. Just before it connected she moved to the side and kneed the figure in the gut. The figure doubled over and collapsed on the ground.

Now that the figure wasn't obscured in darkness, Gine could see that it was a balding old farmer dressed in blue overalls, and a plaid yellow shirt.

"Papa!" came a little girls voice from the darkened house. Gine saw a little girl dressed in a blue dress come running to crouch at the old man's side. The old man rolled over and stared at her. "I'm sorry I attacked you Lord Oolong, just don't take my daughter. I'll do anything!" he pleaded.

Gine exchanged confused glances with Bulma then turned back to the farmer. "Look, I don't know who this Oolong is, but it's definitely not me." she said as she offered him a hand. "My name's Gine." The farmer looked at her hand, then back at her face. After a moment he took her hand and got up.

"I'm terribly sorry ma'am, if there's anything I can do to make up for my mistake just name it." Gine smiled at him. "There's no need, I wasn't hurt." The farmer opened his mouth to protest, and Gine cut him off. "You were actually hurt a lot more than I was." He nodded thoughtfully. "Just make sure you know for sure who you're trying to hit with that ax. If I was anyone else I would've been hurt." He nodded vigorously. "You can count on that ma'am."

"Actually." cut in Bulma. "Do you happen to have a ball like this one?" "Bulma." warned Gine. "What?" asked Bulma. "This man doesn't owe us anything." Bulma rolled her eyes. "Fine."

"Ma'am, who is she?" asked the farmer respectfully. "Is she Oolong?" Gine smiled as she shook her head. "Nope, her names Bulma, and don't call me ma'am, it makes me feel old."

"You are old." muttered Bulma under her breath. Gine still heard her due to her Saiyan hearing. "Am not!" she protested. "Your thirty-two, that's twice my age which makes you old!" retorted Bulma. "I'll be young until I'm-"

"Hey Guys." came a voice that cut Gine off. She turned and saw Kakarot standing there looking somewhat annoyed. "Hey Kakarot, how was it?" She asked as she walked over and hugged him. "Fine, mom." he replied, with an annoyed sigh as she hugged him. "I got the ball." He dug a Dragon Ball out of his pocket and gave it to Bulma. "Sweet, did you have any trouble."

"I nearly died of boredom." he replied. Bulma laughed. "It couldn't have been that bad."

Kakarot's POV

Why do I have to take the turtle? Thought Kakarot irritably as he jogged down the road with a turtle on his back. He'd been given a turtle to carry and the location of a dragon ball plotted on a map he'd stuffed into his Gi.

He was bored, and it was driving him insane. If I don't find something to do soon I'm going to go crazy. He thought as he jogged along.

After a while he found a bear in the middle of the road in front of him. That's got to be the strangest bear I've ever seen. The bear was wearing purple and yellow armor, with baggy white pants tucked into dark blue boots, he had orange fur, and he had a curved sword in a case at his hip.

Kakarot stopped and looked up at the strange bear. "Get out of my way." he ordered. "I've got to get to the ocean, and I need you to move." The bear laughed at him. "I'll consider letting you go if you give me that turtle."

Kakarot thought about it for a moment. You know that would make my job a lot easier. But Mom told me to take this turtle to the ocean and I'd probably get in trouble if I don't. Yeah that definitely isn't worth not being able to train or fight for at least a week.

Kakarot took the turtle off his back and set it to the side. "Stand back." he told it. "Alright." it replied. Talking turtles… Maybe that's why Mom wants to help it. "Since you won't get out of the way I'll make you." The bear laughed again. "I usually don't eat humans since they give me heartburn, but today I'll make an exception." he said as he drew his sword.

I wonder what I should use to kill this thing… I know I'll use that move Grandpa taught me. Kakarot turned to where the left side of his body was facing the bear, and cupped his hands next to his right hip. "Last chance to move bear." he said. "If you don't do this I'll kill you." The bear laughed again. "You, kill me? You tell the best jokes kid." His laugh is so annoying. "You're call. Don't say I didn't warn you."

Kakarot concentrated all his energy between his cupped hands and formed a blue energy ball that sent blue tendrils of energy between his fingers. The bear was looking at him in amazment. "What are you doing kid?! Tell me now!"Kakarot ignored him. "Ka… Me… Ha… Me… HA!" He thrust his hands forward with the palm outward, aiming at the bear, and released a massive blue wave of energy. The wave washed over the bear, vaporizing it, and kept going, carving out a massive trench in the land.

Kakarot let his wave dissipate, and stood there panting. I probably shouldn't have used that. That took way to much of my energy. He walked back to the turtle and picked it up. If turtles had facial expressions he'd have sworn the thing was looking at him in amazement.

After more jogging they reached the beach Kakarot was heading for. He let the turtle down right next to the water and took out his map to see where the ball was. He heard the turtle say something. "Yeah, whatever." he responded, absorbed in his map.

This is complicated. He thought as he tried to figure out where he was. Lets see, Bulma marked the ball here, which is on an island. She told me that island is south of here… Which way's south? "Having trouble there youngster?" came a the voice of an old man, interrupting his thoughts.

Kakarot looked up and saw the turtle was in the water in front of him, next to an old man wearing khaki shorts and an orange shirt with letters on it. "Could you tell me where this beach is on this map?" "Certainly." replied the old man as he took the map from Kakarot. He studied the map for a moment then gave it back to Kakarot.

"The island is in that direction, son." "Thanks." replied Kakarot as he prepared to fly off in that direction. "Wait." "What do you want, old timer?" asked Kakarot, annoyed, as he turned to face the old man.

"I live on that island, and I want to know why you're heading there." Maybe he knows where the ball is. "I'm looking for an orange ball with stars on it. Do you know where it is?" "You mean this?" asked the Old Man as he reached into his shell and pulled out a Dragon Ball. "Yeah that's it."

"Here take it." he said as he tossed it to Kakarot. Kakarot caught it and frowned at the old man. "What's the catch?" he demanded. "Catch?" asked the old man confused. "That's a gift to you for saving my turtle." Does that turtle mean that much to him? Weirdo. "Thanks I guess." said Kakarot as he prepared to take off again.

"Wait, I wanted to talk to you about something." "What is it now?" demanded Kakarot. "You used the Kamehameha wave to kill a bear, right?" Kakarot nodded. "Yeah, what's it to you?" "Who taught it to you?" Demanded the old man. "Why should I tell you?" Kakarot retorted. "Because I'm Master Roshi, and I invented that technique." The old man replied sternly. Kakarot nodded slowly. "Grandpa did mention you a few times. My grandpa, Gohan taught it to me, bye." he said as he took off, ignoring Roshi's shouts at him to come back.

I hope he didn't expect me to stay for long.

Gine's POV

Gine was standing in the center of town waiting for this Oolong creature to show up. Bulma had made a deal with the villagers while Gine was talking to Kakarot. They would get a Dragon Ball if they could get rid of Oolong.

Apparently this thing had said he was marrying the mayors daughter, whatever that meant, and Gine was waiting for him to show up. I wonder what's taking him so long. I'm getting bored. Then she heard footsteps coming from the entrance to the village.

She turned and saw a fat, red creature with horns, dressed in a black suit walking down the road towards her. He doesn't look very intimidating to me.

"You're not the girl I wanted." he stated as he got closer to her. "Are you Oolong?" asked Gine as she looked up at him. "Yes, I am the terrible Oolong." "You don't look that bad to me. Anyway, I need you to show me where you've taken the girls you've kidnapped."

"Why?" he asked suspiciously. "Because I'm supposed to beat you and take them home." She saw Bulma who was hiding in a house behind Oolong face-palm. "You, defeat me?" He started laughing. "What's so funny? You're power-level's so low I can barely sense it." "A smart mouth huh? Well lets see how smart you are when I'm stomping you into the dirt." He said as he changed into a bull.

"You're planning to kill me, huh?" said Gine sadly. "That's a shame. I hoped I wouldn't have to kill you." "What are you-" he was cut off as Gine appeared in front of him and kicked him into the air.

He landed, or at least she thought it was him. It was a pig dressed in a dark cap, pants, and long-sleeved, button-up shirt. Is he dead? I didn't mean to hit him that hard.

She strode up to him and checked for a pulse. "He's dead." she said softly. "Gine what's wrong?" asked Bulma, coming up behind her. "I killed him." replied Gine. "Can we eat him mom?" asked Kakarot, licking his lips.

"No Kakarot" she replied. "How are we supposed to get our kids back if you killed him?" demanded one of the villagers. Gine spread out her energy senses and found a small cluster of tiny powers. "They're that way." said Gine pointing in the direction the powers were coming from. Then she got up and flew off.

She hated killing anything unless it was for food, and even then she didn't kill anymore than was necessary. She needed to re-accustom herself to killing if she was to do that again. I won't kill anything again anytime soon. She swore silently as she went to find a quiet place to sit, alone.