Yo! Son Goku and friends!

by Lucky8ofspades

If you've ever found yourself wanting Yamcha, Krillin, Tien, or Piccolo to contribute in the latter half of Dragon Ball, then this is the story for you. There is but one simple goal in this story. It's not about fighting, it's about martial arts.

24. The Defense of Kami's Lookout

Yo! Son Goku and friends! Saiyan Saga (Chapter 23)

Garlic Jr.

"Popo… come on." Garlic cooed coyly through his robes as Mr. Popo fell to his knees. "You know better than to mess with me now that our old boy is out of the picture."

Popo's normally stoic eyes ran with a slight tinge of malice, Garlic making a show of it.

"Wow! Even you have your limits huh!?"

Sancho and Lucifer cracked up at the display of dominance. Ginger not really caring and Nicki just thinking it was fucked up.

"Man, this is fucked up." Nicki declared, hands on his hips.

"Now where's The Dark Crystal!?" He roared, grabbing onto Popo's vest with a vice grip.

"It's my job to not tell evildoers like you."

Garlic didn't like the answer, blowing him away with a turquoise explosion of Ki. The many demons in Lucifer's command yipped and cheered at the onslaught. It looked strange, almost as if someone wasn't blown to smithereens but rather that Popo had liquified into oil almost.

"Get his ass!"

"Whoo~ Yeah!"

"Quiet!" Garlic commanded with a wave of his hand.

"Bruh he think we just gonna listen to em'."

The crowd roared at the front half of The Lookout near the trees. Lucifer made sure to reign them in.

"Be respectful to Lord Garlic Junior! Don't make me come over there!"

The man wore a white robe ovetop his black tuxedo. It reflected the light right off him. He also wore deep black shades to keep the harsh light beaming onto The Lookout out of his eyes. Garlic furrowed his brow at the mangy demons in his companion's command. He turned around with a cold disposition and filed into the palace. Lucifer stood guard outside with Sancho and Ginger.

"You alright, Lucy."

"Thank you."

"You ain't bitch-made like I thought you was"

"Thank you?" He raised a brow at the compliment, his shades shimmering and shifting slightly.

Ginger stuck to his stoic demeanor, surveying the clinical white tile landscape of The Lookout.

"You got The Black Water Mist, Gingie?"

"I thought Nicki had it."

"Aight, Ima go check den."

Sancho walked into the palace, using a jog-like pace to keep up with his master and companion. Soon enough he reached a back room of the palace. Blue streams of light caressed upon a deep black star. The lights twinkled and shined prismatically inside the star, a sharp edge jutting out every which way as Garlic picked it up. The man smiled and crushed the gem in his left hand. Black fog oozed out of the crystalline gem, sparkles and mystical energy abound filled the room until finally a figure appeared in the glittery darkness. Soon enough the smoke cleared and a slim demon resembling Garlic only taller kneeled on the ground. He looked around wearily before averting his gaze to Garlic Jr. The demon smiled wickedly.

"My son."

"Father."

The elder Garlic stood up and flexed his back to feel everything out.

"You actually rescued me. How sweet."

Garlic Jr. nodded.

"Don't think I'm here just because of any parental garbage."

"I would never." The elder Garlic smiled with sass, laying his hands out on the air with sass.

"The perfect chance has arrived for us, father. Kami is out of the picture and those who could challenge us are now far far away. This is the perfect time for our Black Water Mist."

Nicki stepped forward and kneeled in front of the elder, presenting the black water in a potion-like vial. Garlic picked it up and examined thoroughly. He popped the cork and drained it a single time, leaving plenty to spare. He nodded his head to the side.

"Pretty mid. I mean, It'll do, but it's not gonna blow their socks off or anything." He replied, shaking the bottle just to hear the little sloshes of fluid splash against the glass.

"I didn't have your recipe, I had to do this shit analogue."

"Whoa now." Garlic smiled with a jokey intonation. "Don't get all defensive, son, I didn't say it was worthless or anything."

Garlic Jr. rolled his eyes and Sancho laughed out heartily.

"I like this guy!"

"Of course you do, Sancho." The younger Garlic replied, rolling his eyes a second and even more ferocious time.

"So?" Garlic raised his hands and smiled devilishly.

"We run the original plan. You learned how to make The Dragon Balls, correct?"

"Yes."

"Well now that Kami's out of the picture it'll be a lot easier, right?"

"I mean yes, but we'd need a lot of magical power. Can't just get that from me. Kami didn't bestow me with The Guardian status. If you want me to make a set of Dragon Balls we'd probably have to drain half the planet's life force."

"Do you mean from the Earth? Or from the humans?"

"The humans."

Garlic Jr. nodded deeply, throwing back his hood and walking out. Elder Garlic strolled by and brought Nicki to his feet.

"Don't bow too long, boy, you lose a lot of respect that way."

"Hmm?" Nicki raised a curious brow at the actual advice Elder Garlic gave him.

"Your name?" He asked, hand out to shake.

"Nicki." He smiled genuine as he met the Elder Garlic's hand.

In one moment, Nicki's respect had been earned and allegiance slightly shifted.

"What's your name, big guy?" Garlic asked, cheesing with sharp fangs.

"I'm Sancho." His voice bellowed out in the small cylindrical space.

The pair shook hands and Elder Garlic laughed maniacally as he stepped out of the dimly lit room.

Goku

"Where's Tien?"

Goku rubbed the back of his head and stared at the fish tail looking above the small green planetoid.

"Well, I guess he got caught up on Snake Way."

"But, how?"

"Well…" Goku laughed out weakly, scratching his cheek. "It's kind of hard to explain."

"Don't worry about it, Chiaotzu, Tien'll be here soon enough." King Kai greeted with a wave of his hand.

"Nice to finally meet you." The Emperor floated over and shook the Kai's hand.

King Kai looked over to The Guardian of Earth with raised brows.

"Wow, what an honour. Never met Earth's Kami before."

"Are you the Kai of this realm?" Kami asked plainly, a deep smile shared between the two of them as they shook hands.

"Yes, I am the Kai of the North Galaxy."

"Nice place you have here." He complimented, looking around at the trees, the car, and the well.

"It's really not much. It used to be bigger back in the day but that was a long time ago now." King Kai pressed against the brim of his shades.

"So King Kai I~"

"I already know, Goku." He smiled widely. "You want to know what other techniques I have in store."

"Am I that easy to read?" Goku laughed out again, rubbing the back of his head.

"We don't have all that much time together so I'd like to impart to you the basics and then we can get on our way."

"Right!" Goku sharpened his brow and tightened the red belt straps he had around his midsection.

"I'm terribly sorry, Chiaotzu, but I don't really have an in-depth gameplan for you at the moment. You'll have to give me a while to think."

"That's okay, I really only came over here to spend quality time with friends. Besides, I was never much of a fighter anyway. Tien and Goku always did more than enough for the rest of us."

King Kai nodded and stepped in front of the main tree, drawing Goku's attention.

"You're much more adept at manipulating Ki blasts than your friends." He raised an index finger as a declaration. "This much I know for a fact."

"Really?"

King Kai nodded.

"Your casting proficiency itself isn't the highest but the manipulation factor is very potent. I suspect that you'll outpace the rest of the group soon enough in that field."

Goku's attention was firmly locked on to the Kai as he paced.

"I really wanted to reveal this technique to you but the finesse and skill required is very high. I thought it much more imperative that you build more tactical and reliable defence since you were going up against such a threat. Now that we have some down time this technique is going to be a lot more palatable."

"Come on! I'm just dyin' for you to tell me already!" Goku yelled, jumping around like a kid.

"Send a Ki blast my way." King Kai commanded, waving him in with his left hand.

Goku complied effective immediately, smiling and lobbing a yellow sphere of energy from his right hand. King Kai pulled in all but his index finger, as the ki neared him a strange occurrence took place. The Ki sparked blue and floated around to The North Kai's back side. Goku's eyes widened.

"Did you just do what I think you did?"

King Kai smiled.

"Ki Blast Conversion. You turn enemy Ki blasts into your own. This technique can take a long time to grind out but I'm willing to bet you've got it in you."

"Let's go!" Goku cried out happily, jumping for joy.

Tien

Tien walked with automation, eyes closed in a meditative state. Soon enough he opened his eyes only to see the end of Snake Way. A large fish tail branching out to two sides. He smiled and shook his fist in victory before flying above to survey the landscape. Soon enough he saw the small green orb in the distance, a few familiar shapes littering the planetoid. There were a bunch of spheres of light scattered around, they were all blue as Goku tried to touch and seemingly manipulate them.

"Gokuu!" Tien shouted out, unable to hold back a smile.

"Hey Buddy!" Goku yelled back, waving his arms. "Come on down!"

Tien raced down with his flight, only to be dragged down much quicker than he anticipated. White aura kicked up harsh as he landed. The blue energies dissipated as he touched the grass.

"Whuohw~"

"Huh-Hah! Yeah, kind of a doozy the first time huh?"'

"No kidding. Chiaotzu!"

The Emperor and The Crane hugged it out real quick before they turned their attention back to Goku. Goku jogged over and they hugged it out as well.

"Long time no see."

"Yeah. Give or take a few months. How ya been?"

"Just great. Finally had a lot of time to dedicate to my martial arts. I love Gohan and Chi-Chi, but I had to make some sacrifices in some areas to make sure I'm a good dad. I know it's what grandpa would have wanted."

"That's really great man." Tien placed a hand on Goku's shoulder. "Being a father must be a handful."

"Well the diapers weren't very fun but we're past that now."

"Ha-Ha! I'll bet."

"This guy the one you been training with?"

"Yeah! That's King Kai!"

The Kai strolled right up to The Crane. Tien propositioned his hand for a shake but The Kai brushed it aside to feel up his muscles. A bit perplexed at the ordeal, Tien blushed.

"What are you-"

"I've had my eye on you ever since Goku used Telepathy to talk to you all those months ago."

"Really?"

"Mmhmm."

"Why?"

"You might just be the perfect candidate to teach the Kaio-Ken. And Goku was a goddamn natural, you might just be a prodigy."

"That's awesome!" Goku patted Tien so hard it was more like a palm strike. Tien laughed jubilantly.

"Well first things first."

"Yes?"

"What's Kiao-Ken?"

Piccolo

"This damn path has gone on forever and that Mongrel already left me behind. What the hell am I doing wasting my time here?"

Piccolo's cape wavered softly in time with his regal strides and he furrowed his brow at the endless expanse of salmon skies, orange clouds and the chalky blues of Snake Way. The path told of a few loops and dips around clouds but they never seemed to come any closer no matter how fast or long he went.

"This is ridiculous." Piccolo looked back at the check-in station. "Hmph. Of course." Piccolo turned back around and kept going, much to his dismay.

The Demon thought many thoughts.

Piccolo recalled the fight against Vegeta. A pivotal moment where Piccolo could have easily been killed earlier on in the fight. He made a move against The Prince trying to save Krillin's life only to be struck harshly in the head. In return Krillin backed him up, pressuring him with a yellow bladed disc.

"I wonder what the hell that move was? I never recall him doing that in the group sparring."

Just after that Yamcha came to his rescue and pushed him out of the fight to take on a 1v1 in that moment.

"That shaggy haired idiot actually saved me, what a joke." He ruminated, rolling his eyes. "They're too trusting, why did they attempt to save me? I'm Goku's arch enemy. It makes no sense to have any sympathy for me."

Piccolo looked to the chalky path and furrowed his brow even deeper.

"I wonder if I bother them with my presence."

He thought for a long time, eventually turning his gaze back forward. The Demon laughed heartily after a while.

"I wonder if this whole alteration spell or whatever this bridge has is triggered by thought? Goku's dumb ass doesn't ever think a God damn thing."

Piccolo breathed out a harsh breath, closing his eyes and halting his step. After taking a moment to compose himself and meditate he opened his view and stepped forward without thought. After a minute or so the visions cleared and he saw the tail end of Snake Way.

"Heh." He laughed callously, a sly smirk creeping across his face. "You've gotta be kidding me."

The Demon stepped over the edge and eyed the five figures standing on the grass. He leaped down only to be pulled in harshly by the gravity. The top half of his cape clung to him especially tight as he descended. Piccolo grunted out once only to stick the landing as if there were no issue. Goku turned around and remarked on the landing.

"Piccolo! How ya doin', Buddy!?"

"Hmph. I was doing better when I didn't have to hear your annoying voice."

"I know you don't mean that, Buddy. Get over here and let's learn some stuff from King Kai!"

Piccolo sharpened his brow and looked around, he noticed Tien practicing some sort of technique near the well past the tree. Kami walked right up to Piccolo, his steady pace slowed by the gravity of the planet.

"Piccolo." He smiled.

"Old Man."

"Nice to finally see you getting around to spending some time with your friends."

"They're not my friends."

"I bet, heh-heh. I know that you and Young Tien just hashed it out. Sure, I suppose there could have been less violent methods to go about it but…"

Piccolo neglected to respond, walking right past The Guardian of Earth.

"Good to see you again, Piccolo."

"Goku trained under you, is that it?" Piccolo almost commanded, standing tall over the blue-skinned master.

King Kai fixed his teashades and looked back up at The Demon. He placed his arms calmly behind his back and studied his large frame.

"I had an interest in you as well, Piccolo."

"You did, huh?"

"Yes, I did."

Piccolo stared daggers down at the strange looking creature before him.

"You can use Telepathy, no?"

"Only really on animals, I already stopped being able to use it on the only person I used to be able to. I've deduced that it probably has to do with the brain space available to animals and small children."

"Well, that's an easy enough start. I can get your Telepathy up to par."

"Interesting." Piccolo's devilish smile crept across, he cracked his right knuckles loosely just by pulling them into the palm of his hand.

Blue

Blue threw off his thick fur coat onto the rack and flopped down onto a by the books bed with brown sheets. The way the closet and dresser were decorated alluded to a hotel room. He looked for the remote and turned on the channel only to see a frantic reporter on the street talking what sounded like nonsense or at the very least a hurried and loosely rehearsed segment.

"I'm ah…"

The reporter was sweating profusely and seemed to be in the middle of something that Blue missed. The veins under his skin seemed to show more easily as he jived back and forth trying to keep a lid on whatever it was while giving the report. Quickly the program shifted to the girl back at the studio.

"Our broadcasting equipment seems to be having some minor issues, we'll be back as soon as we can. This has been North City: News on 9."

"What the hell was that?" Blue asked with fervor in his posh voice.

Blue went out of his way to flip to the other news channels only to come across West City's News on 6.

"In a strange turn of events, not even two months apart, we seem to be suffering another direct attack on West City soil. We report to have been under riots in the city, possibly having something to do with West City's lack of funding or effort to replace the buildings we lost during what Capsule Corp. claimed to be an 'alien invasion'."

The reporter on the scene wiped his brow of sweat and an explosion boomed out behind him, popping the mic loudly.

Ba-BOOMMM!

"We're getting the fuck out of here." The reporter stated matter-of-factly as he mimed cutting off the take with his off hand and walking towards camera.

"Getting out of there indeed, thanks to the hard workers at West City: News on 6, we've been trying to bring you guys ACTUAL coverage instead of the pandering naysaying of the other news networks but as you can see, it seems to be incredibly dangerous out there. I just hope our on-scene reporters got out, unscathed."

"What's going on?" Blue totally mystified, worry clear to see on his face.

Copper

A TV program ran along in the background as the trio got together their guns and gear, shuffling through bag after bag, firearm after firearm, and various other necessary tools of the trade.

"Brought to you by ZTV. I'm Jimmy Firecracker."

"And I'm Jane Dudley."

"Disturbing news today across all major cities declares tha-"

"Masks?"

"Check."

"Guns?"

"Check."

"Vests?"

"Check."

"Explosives?"

"... Not check, I'll go grab em'."

"You betta'."

Silver ran through the dripping hallways of the underground facility as Copper tightened his gloves. Violet zipped up her vest tight over her chest and strapped in a knife on the left side.

Zzzt. Cli-Click! Fwuof.

Copper strapped over his boots and stood up, shifting his rifle over his shoulder using the sling. He cracked his neck and finally put over a gas mask, tightening it like his life depended on it.

"So… Capsule Corp?"

"Seems reasonable enough, General."

"I thought so too." He answered back with a breathy intonation, the mask muddling his vocals a tad.

Violet also put on her mask, a smooth locking sound played out when she strapped it in.

Knott.

Silver came back with the explosives, remote detonated blocks of white.

"Good man." Copper replied as he threw them into the bag and placed it in a compartment on the side of the submarine-type vehicle.

"So did you guys de-"

"Capsule Corp." Violet interjected quickly as she threw her bag in the back seat and checked the magazine of her handgun.

"Fuckin' right on!" Silver called out with excitement. Him and Violet high fived over the statement. "So we actually in the shit now, Copper?"

"We gotta make the most of our situation and this hysteria we got goin' on is probably the best we're ever gonna get. You're driving."

"As always." Silver responded smugly as he flopped behind the wheel and checked his fabulously maintained red mane of hair and bright white teeth in the rear view mirror.

Violet got in the back and sat next to the bag she laid down, performing some last minute checks. Copper sat down plainly next to Silver and filed through the glove compartment, an extra handgun lying in wait. Copper nodded and left it as it was before reclining back the chair.

"Put your fuckin' mask on, Silver, before I beat your head in."

"Oh, my bad, Boss." Silver leaned in cheerily, basically pressing his face against Copper's.

All Copper could really do was sigh and wait for Silver to put it on, which he did. As soon as it was over with Silver pressed a button on the console and a dome climbed over the top. The vehicle fully converted before submerging into the murky depths below.

Bubbubblulululu~

Garlic

"Ginger." Garlic Jr. commanded with a harsh intonation.

"Yes Garlic." He responded immediately, taking a kneel.

"I need you to go and gather humans in East City and the mountains around there. Lucifer's clan is in South City and the islands so I thought it best to spread our advance and cover as many bases as we can."

"If I remember correctly, there is a temple of strong monks in East, might give us some trouble if we let them form a strategy against us, best to nip that shit as early as possible." Elder Garlic relayed, stepping in and backhanding Ginger's shoulder in a display of respect.

"Yes, Lord Garlic."

"That is all." Garlic Jr. declared, sharpening his brow at his father who tucked his hands into his black leather pants and whistled as he walked lackadaisical around The Lookout.

Ginger stood up from his respectful bow and dropped of The Lookout, Ki trailing off him and his red cape wavering as he flew. Garlic Jr. turned around and eyed his father's meticulous planning. The Elder Garlic had drawn a series of lines in a circular pattern with the blood of various humans and non-humans alike. The sight should have been disgusting but no one batted an eye. Elder Garlic tapped onto the various lines and made a few faces at the circle he drew, squatting low to the ground as he did so. Nicky looked on with intrigue, his left hand under his pointy chin.

"This is going to make The Dragon Balls?"

"No." Elder Garlic responded plainly as he stood up.

The Elder Garlic brushed off his hands on his black leather pants and went over to the pile of bodies laying limp to the side.

SNAPP! Crrruck! Skwulll~

The Elder Garlic then went back to work with the new blood he acquired, taking tasteful bites out of the flesh here and there just for the kicks.

"This is just to amass energy. These happy little donors have nothing to do with The Dragon Balls, I am the only one with the knowledge to create them. Kami bestow Kami with the magical prowess necessary to do something on that scale. Technically I could go stupid and create any powerful artifact or item I wished if I had the mantle of Guardian of Earth." He grabbed another set of limbs and snapped it in half over the alchemic circle, blood bleeding into the carving. "But since I won't ever get the chance, Ergh!"

Sklatt!

"I have to do this shit with good ol' black magic."

Elder Garlic threw a finger in the air like popcorn and caught it in his mouth on the way down. He motioned with a hand in his hand.

"You want some?"

"I'm good."

He nodded his head to the side and chowed down, more blood spilling onto The Lookout. As Ginger flew by Korin sniped his flight path using Ki Sensing.

"Damn…" He contemplated as the bald orange adversary tore through the sky. "Am I gonna have to step up? None of the boys are here right now and I can't sense Popo's energy. I fear the worst may have happened."

Hercule

"It seems to have something to do with the air, sir."

"That so?" A man with a large black hat and gold embellishments all over his police uniform replied.

The large man filed through a locker and picked up a rifle, checking the elements around the gun and then looking through the magazine. The lady from across the room threw a gas mask his way and the man caught it. He brandished an impressive black handlebar mustache with spiky stubble and covert curls of an afro jutted out from the bottom of his cap. He tied on the gas mask and checked the ammo of his side piece as well.

"Good to go whenever you are."

"Yes sir." She hit a salute.

The man and the woman walked out of the room and appeared in the ruined rubble of West City.

"This place is a madhouse. What the hell is goin' on here?"

"No clue, sir. West City and North City apparently are reporting to have been hit the hardest." She replied quickly, closing the door on the police skyvan.

A unit of four well armoured individuals piled out of the back of the van, each gripping tightly to a riot shield. The leader motioned with his index and middle finger in a pointed pantomime and his team of five followed close behind. He snapped open a button and unsheathed a baton as he kicked down the door to a ransacked home. Blood littered the area and strange uncharacteristic burn marks seared through the wall and staircase in a cone shape. The man shifted his large hat at the sight of it. A trio of the SWAT uniformed officers ascended the staircase in formation.

"What could have caused this burn?" He stated, bewildered.

"No clue, chief, I don't want to be that guy ya know, but the only thing I can come up with is like a high-powered laser of some kind. Only some place like Capsule Corp. would have technology like that."

"You think?"

"Well." The man in full black kevlar just shrugged his shoulders, placing the riot shield on the messy kitchen table. "The entry point is smaller than the exit point if this whole deal was coming from the same weapon. It lines up well enough to be a single 'shot'." The man reiterated as he climbed the stairs and looked through the holes.

"I think you might be onto somethin'."

"There's also The 23rd and 22nd martial arts tournaments."

"Mmm." Hercule nodded.

"May be one of those guys who could shoot fuckin' fireballs out of their hands. They could have had enough playing nice and decided to fry all their enemies during this fuckin' fiasco."

"Wouldn't surprise me." The Chief responded, fixing his hat once again as the unit grabbed hold of his riot shield.

The trio of riot shielders descended the stairs and looked to the man with the big hat.

"All clear, sir, no perps or civs. Lotta blood though, people were definitely here during the attack."

"Damn."

A small rumbling came from the unchecked closet on the other side of the lounge, just quiet enough to go unnoticed, especially in the wake of the chaos happening outside the abode.

"HAHA-hahahahahahahahahahaha~" A tar black creature with bat-like wings exploded out of the closet in a rapid fire chortle of laughter.

"Get back, Chief!" The lone riot shield unit commanded, The Chief complying immediately.

"Surrender or we will have to-" Before she could finish her statement the demon slashed her left cheek wide open and fraying her mask, the attack potency throwing her across the room and into the kitchen table. "Uoofff."

Clang-clang!

"Fire!" The Chief commanded heartily.

Ratatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatata~

All but the one shielding The Chief emptied their rifle magazines into the creature, it showed signs of damage but not nearly as much as they would have hoped. Only slight scuff marks and pitiful amounts of blood.

"Tier 3 armour!" One of the riot shielders screamed as the demon dented it in with a right booted talon. The man fell onto the staircase under the weight of the beast.

THONKK!

"HAHA-hahahahaha~" The creature laughed out as he pressed against the giving way metal shield.

The one to the left of the pressured riot shielder lowered his and brought out a can of pepper spray, emptying it onto the black mix between hawk and demon. It skwaked in pain as the red mist came into contact with its eyes.

"Move, move!" He commanded, stepping back and grabbing his shield off the ground.

The Chief came in hot, hitting a karate style jump kick into the beast's left side, causing it to slam with weight into the corner, cracking it and upheaving the drywall. The demon's strong wings tore through the inside of the wall as it tried to regain balance under the ocular assault. The Chief pulled out his piece, a large and in-charge desert eagle, emptying a round into its chest.

KOWWW! Thmp.

It seemed to deal some damage but it just bounced off limply.

"Pepper spray! More pepper spray!"

'Yes sir!"

The demon broke out of the wall and charged blindly into the two-manned wall of riot shields. The Chief rounded the outside and got at the creature's back, waiting for an opportunity. The beast kicked down the officer on the left and looked to attack the one on the right only to be struck by a stun baton in the leg.

TrrrrrrrCH!

"Eiiiiiyachh!" It screamed.

"Good idea!" The Chief commanded, bringing out his own baton.

The beast was utterly helpless under the brutal beatdown at the hands of four stun batons.

"Whew." The Chief let out a harsh breath as he put his boot on the back of the demon.

The female officer who had her mask cut open was escorted out of the building and back to the van by one of the riot shielders as The Chief and the three others examined the creature.

"You think this our perp?"

"Who knows." One of the three placed his riot shield against the wall before squatting down to get a closer look. "At the very least the victims aren't here. Whether or not we'll find a body…" He just threw his hands into the air as he stood up. "There's no telllin' what to think when these fuckers just shrug off ammunition like it was nothin'."

"Get this guy tied up and we'll bring him back to the station. See what we can gather through interrogation, though." The Chief laughed out with a southern drawl. "I doubt he'd give us much."

"You can say that again, Chief."

The rest of the riot shielders chuckled a bit as they wheeled out the demon.

"Boys."

"Yes sir?"

"You go on without me, I'm gonna request some back up and keep it moving through the city."

"I'm not leaving you unmanned, Hercule." One of the three, the same one that talked strategy about the weapon on the staircase, walked towards him.

"Heh. I can always count on you."

"The feeling's mutual, sir."

Silver

"Maybe Capsule Corp. wasn't the best idea!" Silver yelled, his somewhat harsh tone infused with a concerned laughter.

Ba-BOOMMM!

Demons and monsters littered the streets, Dr. Brief fighting them off in an impressive mech, taller than most of the buildings in the sector. He took a steady drag from his cigarette as Mrs. Brief handed him his black coffee.

"Thanks, dear. Slurrrrrrrr~" He knocked it back and continued to beat down legion after legion like it were only a tuesday.

Dwan. KOMMM!

"Damn, I didn't realise just how many advancements the Brief's made with their technology." Copper flabbergasted at the sight of demons getting wrecked by the equally monstrous machinery.

"What's the move, Boss?" Violet chipped in loudly under the roars of the machine, the beasts, and the explosions. Her purple bob cut bouncing up and down as Silver took sharp hairpin turns around the destruction.

"Whoa!" Silver yelped as he jumped a police officer with a big hat punching a demon across the street.

The excited driver rolled down his window at the site and yelled proudly:

"Nice punch dude!"

"Thanks!" Hercule replied.

"Enemies on our left, sir!" The SWAT suit officer just behind him declared before emptying a clip of machinegun fire down the beat up alleyway.

"You got it!"

"Silver…"

"I don't know if you noticed, Violet, but we're fully masked and not really on West City's hot list at the moment. I don't think we have to be as covert as you think we do."

Copper looked back at the destruction and furrowed a brow.

"Do you think he's like you and Blue, Silver?"

"What do you mean?" Silver shot back quick as he took to the skies, dipping and diving around the monstrous birds.

"That guy." Copper looked down at Hercule, small as an ant now that they were high in the sky.

"Maybe, he fucked that guy up."

Copper's question seemed to bring out an animosity from Silver, his chipper demeanor turning on a dime into a sharp brow.

"Speaking of Blue, where'd that traitor go?"

"Well as far as I understand it." Violet tapped onto the console, the roof of the car reclining into the back as she pulled out her rifle, aiming down sights at the pursuing monsters. "Blue left to go find his spiritual awakening in Mifan."

Ratatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatatata~

"I don't know how far he got though." She stated after checking the damage she did with her many rounds fired.

Copper closed the roof back over the skycar with a touch of a button and sat back, eyes up front.

"So?" Silver posited with sass.

"I guess we just go rob a bank and not suck, that's really our only chance at the moment."

"We didn't suck, Mr. Brief would just fade our shit, I'm trying to be tactical, that's all."

"This is the problem, General! We don't ever make any real moves! You're too busy worrying about being safe and not enough about doing any profitable work!"

"We ain't The Red Ribbon anymore, Silver! We don't have thousands of peons at our disposal to just throw around like it's nothing, it's just us!"

"But that's only to our advantage, we can make tighter formations and plans!"

The red haired man and the sharp faded man bickered back and forth as they headed into the sunset, The Black Water Mist slowly permeating the air more and more, obscuring the sun's light.

"You know what!? Turn this ride around! Fuck it! We're going to Capsule Corp!"

"That's what I like to hear, Boss!" Silver roared back at The General, taking their vehicle on a hairpin turn and speeding back from whence they came.

Beat

The temple grounds were quiet for only a moment. Briefly the sounds of the bamboo and the polite winds interrupted the heavy breathing and harsh training. A sign atop the temple archway read:

~Orin Temple~

A deep black mist soon rolled in, the vapors turned the sweaty and exhausted out-of-breath fighters into convulsing and coughing out-of-breath fighters. The veins lining their arms shined underneath brightly and the many eyes ran bloodshot under the pressure of whatever was in the air. A lone man with a tail laid asleep on the mats inside the main dojo hall. He was awoken suddenly under the return to vigorous training outside. His eyes groggily climbed open and he looked towards the grounds with watery vision.

"Hmmm?" He rubbed his dreary eyes and blinked a few times before he realised a strange dark purple mist permeated just outside the dojo.

His tail jived out from under his yellow gi at the sight and he furrowed his brow.

The Orin Incense at Orin Temple is said to keep out and ward dark spirits. It was pure luck that prevented Beat from the same fate that was now befalling his brethren. Today was simply not going to be the day he planned for in any capacity and he was coincidentally going to fight alongside the other strange Orin fighter he had heard about when started his training here, Blue.

Beat raised his previously sharp brow and stepped right in front of the mist, swiping at it with a limp right hand and cupping some of it in his palm. Under the spiritual pressure of the Orin Incense burning inside however, it stood no chance and faded away soon enough into glittery sparkles. During his moment of reflection two of his Orin gi'd comrades came crashing through the mist-only barrier and tussled onto the floor before turning their attention to Beat. Beat cracked his neck on both sides and went to feel his hair.

He laughed it off, feeling nothing but waxed baldness and the small pocks of the incense markings.

"Ha, huh. Force of habit." He let out with a smile.

The pair of Orin fighters took a stance before a sparking white aura started leaking out of both of them, bringing one to his knees and the other forced to lean against the wall. Beat looked on again studiously. After a while the Orin Incense on the right side of the entrance burnt out into nothingness and in response the two overcome fighters' skin returned to normal. Beat eyed the incense and nodded.

"Beat?" The fighter on the ground looked up at his comrade wearily.

"Give me a moment! I have to replace the incense!" He shouted back in a hurry, stomping on the retro tatami mats and rounding the corner.

Just seconds later Beat came dashing around the corner, his right foot launching off the wall to increase his speed. The two Orin fighters rubbed their bald heads in confusion trying to comprehend the strangeness.

"The Incense?"

"Yeah…" Beat replied, sticking a thin rod into the sandy pocket of spices and oils.

The Orin fighters glanced blankly at each other for a moment before returning their gaze to Beat.

"Evil spirits are out, eh..?" The shorter, more rotund fighter posited to the rest of the group.

"Something like that…" Beat shuffled over and replaced the still lit stick on the other end with a fresh one. "I just saw you guys crash in here, your form was way off, didn't look like Orin martial arts at all." He stated as he wiped away the flame of a loose match.

As Beat turned his full attention to the Orin students a ferocious knocking off stone exploded just outside, harsh debris tearing into the mat in chunks. Beat deftly sidestepped in time, out of the way of the main entrance as a large stone impacted the shorter and thinner Orin.

WONK! Vwuooo~

A strange low hum vibrated just outside in the mist as a man climbed the steps. The shorter Orin student went to check on his brethren only to be warned immediately.

"That's… Blue!"

"What!?" The other Orin student cried.

Beat looked on with a furrowed brow and sure enough, the platinum blonde modelesque man had a few small dots littering his forehead just below the hairline. His deep veins and animal-like demeanor told of a man on a mission and he extended his left hand in a vice grip at the engineered Saiyan. Blue pulled towards Beat's chest harshly and an otherworldly force threw the Orin Saiyan off the mat and out into the misty raining smoke.

KSHHHHHHHHHHH~

Not only was the air filled with a black inky vapour, the pouring rain didn't help any, only endeavoring to increase the volume of Black Water Mist.

In a show of great skill Beat palmed a loose bit of cloth off the table and shoved it right into his face as he was dragged into the unknown outside.

WHOOSH!

Blue missed Beat's head by a wide margin as the Saiyan ducked around the back in a low to the ground maneuver. Beat pressed the napkin against his face with great force to repel the mist as he ran towards the previous Orin student. Beat spun and hit a 180 running back thrust kick with his right, the speed of which completely tossed Blue aside and into the dojo. He careened onto the mat and heaved it up before being taken over by the Orin Incense. As the sparky white aura jutted out of him Beat stood above Blue's convulsing body in a sharp stance, right hand under his chin with his left hand by his left thigh.

"Speak!" The Orin Saiyan commanded as Blue came to, his veins more reasonable looking and the hatred in his modelesque eyes nowhere to be seen. Beat's spare cloth fluttered to the ground as the rain and wind piled on just outside.

"Whuh… How..?" Blue looked around at the two Orin students. "Brothers." He bowed quickly before standing up and scratching his head. "This is where I was trying to go but how did I get here?"

'Don't look at me." Beat shot back quickly.

"Huh."

As Blue reminisced in quiet thought another harsh crash rang out just past the door, this time with even more volume. The rain outside seemed to agree with whatever happened and turned from a light sprinkle into a heavy downpour. Beat and Blue furrowed their brows as they listened in for the thumps and wet strikes as the Orin students screamed and yelled from beyond the staircase. Blue looked to walk outside before Beat put a hand on his chest.

"But our brother-"

Beat pointed a finger at the incense. Blue took a moment but it all came back to him.

"That's right! That strange mist! The incense must be protecting us."

Beat nodded and turned his attention to the steps as well. After an agonising few seconds a medium sized man in a soaked maroon red coat strided up the steps with swagger. He looked around and took a deep inhale. Blue and Beat took their respective stances. The Orin students were but children, Blue and Beat not content to force them into this possible engagement.

"So, unless that sign out there is lying, this is Orin, correct?" The man propositioned with his right hand limply, a groany and groggy voice piercing the falling rain.

Beat looked on with shock at the loose blood that ran off of his head from the rainfall and tightened his stance. Ginger nodded and threw back his hood, dashing in deep and sending the rain flying with his rapid movement.

Beat and Blue VS Ginger

Objective: Protect Orin School

Ginger dashed in a one-two zig-zag which drew the line from left to right and he sunk in a killer right overhand onto Blue's temple, sending him crashing into the wall. Dust kicked up in abundance and the Orin students ran out of the room in a hurry. Beat pressured this choice with a three-piece of two snapkicks at his enemy's face followed by shifting the second snap kick into a roundhouse as Ginger blocked it. The marooned caped enemy was clearly skilled as Beat's eyes widened at the easy blocks that came out of him. As Ginger caught the last kick of the three-piece with his shoulder and hand he attempted a punish by shoulder charging with his bald adversary's leg in a hold.

Beat left his footing behind and used his tail as leverage during the charge. Ginger slammed Beat into the wall but he tanked it through gritted teeth. Beat used his excellently toned core muscles to prop himself up as Ginger rebounded off the cracked wall. Just in time Blue got up and mimed his hands similar to how Chiaotzu did against Nappa, a wavy intangible aura permeating just millimetres away from his fingertips. Ginger's right knee just gave out harshly as Blue dragged his 'hold' to the ground. Beat gave no quarter and rocked the top of the no longer maroon hooded man's dome with a right elbow.

WHOKK!

"Gah!" He grunted as The Orin Saiyan reared back his right hand to strike.

In a strange fusion of anatomical anomalies and 'skill?' Ginger sprouted a blade from his forearm and slashed at the Orin Saiyan. Beat barely got out of the worst of it with a limbo, a deep red slash mark drawing a line across the entirety of his chest. Blue's eyes opened at the dangerous fiasco happening before him and he ran over to assist with hand-to-hand. As Beat gasped for air Ginger turned and slammed a deep thrust kick onto his chest, a small but still unhealthy amount of blood squelched under the attack.

Ginger didn't have enough time to get out of the way as Blue reared back a left knife chop. The strike landed clean on the front of his throat and Ginger looked around the room in a daze before settling on the incense. He gathered an orange orb in his hand and fired as Blue snuck in a low gut punch.

"Uuuofff." The alien looking man let out as he bent over from the hit.

Blue didn't let up, pressing his left hand on the chest of Ginger to prop. Upon standing him up Blue threw a mean left high roundhouse right at the temple, tailspinning him. During the tailspin, Beat jumped into an impressive right thrust kick at the jaw to finish the job.

WHAMM!

Upon the finishing of the job, The Orin Saiyan grabbed onto Ginger's maroon cape with a vice grip and pulled him in close.

"Now, who the hell, are you?"

"Name's Ginger, I work with Garlic The 2nd. Our goal is to conquer the Earth and litter it with demons like we had long ago. We're holed up in The Lookout above the Sacred Land right now." Ginger stated with a confident smile despite the bloodthirsty look on The Orin Saiyan's face and knee firm on his chest.

Ginger's demeanor maintained a genuine smile even though he just gave away major information to the enemy without so much as a moment's notice.

"I'd like to see you defeat Garlic actually. Heh-heh." Ginger laughed limply. "There's no way you can step to us now, too late in the plan. My failure here was just a miscalculation of resources. Nothing more."

Beat furrowed his brow and looked down with thoughtless look in his eyes, brought back to reality by Blue's question:

"We should hurry to the Sacred Land then. Garlic and whoever else he mentioned should not be allowed to get away with this, don't you think so?" Blue asked with a limp hand on the air, shrugging his shoulders a tad.

"I guess not."

"I guess not? That's not a very inviting answer."

"I mean, what do you want from me? We can't go out there with all this mist can we? Besides, look at him, you think he's telling the truth!?"

As soon as Beat asked the question another large thunderous sound crashed just outside.

"You've gotta be fuckin'!"

"Calm down!" A gravelly voice shouted back from beyond the staircase.

A moment later a small white cat with a large brown staff wearing a gas mask appeared. Moments later than that a fat man with a loose brown striped robe and a katana strapped at the belt line with a bag of chips just waved at the pair, gas mask in tow as well.

"Sup'."

"Uhhh. Who~" Is all Beat could get out before Ginger attempted a quick kill with his right forearm bone-blade.

SCCCCCCINNNNG!

The fat sworded man parried the bone blade with such power it flew out of his arm and into one of the tatami mats on the floor.

Thunk.

"You guys'll have to do."

"Do what?" Blue asked plainly.

Ginger gathered another bolt of Ki in his hand before Korin knocked him out cold with a bonk of his staff at the top of his head.

"The main guys who usually guard the planet from evildoers are nowhere to be seen. I didn't want to have to do this but I'm gonna need your guys help for this one."

"Are you~" Beat's mysticism was out of this world, totally unprepared for this white cat talking orders a mile a minute.

"Sure, I'd love to." Blue enthusiastically agreed, and stepped forward.

Beat was taken aback at the total acceptance. Korin smiled and threw Beat an extra gas mask.

"So you in? We ain't got much time for cold feet."

"Gahhh…" Beat let out in a harsh grunt before putting the mask on, fumbling it a bit due to the weirdness of it all.

"Now, I just have one question for you all."

Blue looked on with a smile as a strange black cloud floated in front of the entrance of the dojo. It sputtered and jived in time with the pelting rains and winds. Yajirobe hopped onto the cloud much to the further bewilderment of Beat.

"Can you boys fly?"

Goku

"It's all about tensing up and then letting it fly."

"Hmm. So it's like Ki Sourcing?"

"Yeah! King Kai says that Kaio-Ken is an easier but more taxing and powerful version almost."

"I see. Can you show me your start up again?"

"Huh-Hah!" Goku laughed with jubilance, excited at Tien's enthusiasm.

"Is the squatting necessary?"

"No, I don't think so…" Goku thought, tilting his head to the side as red auras drew to the surface. "You have to tense all your muscles at once to get it started."

"Do you mean like before you do it at all, before battle..?"

"Uhhh…" Goku's face showing that he probably didn't think about it all that hard. "I'm not sure. Maybe you don't have to but the fact is-" Goku got up from his squat and put his hand on his chin in thought. "Each muscle group you target for the Kaio-Ken has to be activated before hand."

Goku returned to the squat.

"Since I want to use the Kaio-Ken to fly. KAIOOO-KEN!" Goku launched up into the air and dipped back down in a blazing teardrop motion, skidding on the grass and causing the characteristic tea kettle squeal to play out. "I do actually have to use everything."

"Ahh." Tien's bright whites came out to play at the sound of Goku's mentorship.

"So technically…" Goku concentrated for a long time, nothing came of it however.

The younger brother just wore a confused expression.

"Man, I thought'd be easier since I'm only targeting one muscle group." Goku looked at the palm of his hand in bewilderment.

King Kai strolled by with a steaming cup of tea in his hand, taking a long drain from it before he spoke:

"This is where the difficulty lies. The calling forth of Kaio-Ken is inherently stressful. You actually got the hard part down first Goku, that's why I called you a natural. You have great control of your whole body at once, could be due to your Saiyan biology, I don't know." He took another long drink from the mug. "But most people start on one limb or their most used, perhaps most thought about body part, I suggest that you Tien…" As the Kai looked to his new pupil he was caught off guard with just how right he was.

Tien's third eye blazed with a green aura, sparkles and wavery Ki matching Goku's one for one.

"Kaio-KEN." Tien spoke with a soft assuredness like he was born ready to use the technique. Lime green flames bursting at the seams trying to escape from his third eye.

Silver

Ratatatata~TWANG~tatata~TWANG!

The trio fired at various robot 'employees' with the Capsule Corp. logo on them as they trudged through the compound. They ran with pep in their step, light footwork as they scoured the halls quickly.

"Take that, fucker!" Silver yelled as he threw down an EMP, frying out the robots who rolled into range with a bombastic blast of electromagnetism that echoed and reverbed throughout the chrome halls.

"Blueprints? Money?"

"The Dragon Radar!" Copper responded with confidence. "That's why Red Ribbon wanted that kid and his friends so bad, they had technology that rivaled their own! This place has a Dragon Radar somewhere, we just gotta find it!"

Tmp. Tmp. Tmp. Cha-KOWW! Boof! Klanglee~

Violet blasted open a door with a shotgun, Silver kicking the rest of it off the hinges.

"We find the radar and any extra goodies are secondary!"

"Roger that, Boss! Eat lead, you sorry sacks of scrap!"

Ratatatatatatatatatatatata!

"This looks promising! Research and Development!" Violet shouted under the hail of gunfire and general dismay going on just behind her.

"I'll cover the door, guys!"

"Raise some hell, Silver!" She fist-pumped the air as she looked back at her comrade.

"Yes, ma'am!"

Silver walked out the door of R&D, eyeing both ways down the hall. He noticed a flood of monsters entering on the left and a swarm of machines on the right.

"Machines are more manageable with the EMP's so I should help them, not the monsters." He whispered to himself as he backed away from the door. "Permission to use the explosives, General!?"

"I trust you to make your own decisions, Silver, we wouldn't be back here if I didn't!"

"Loud and clear, Boss!" He shouted back with the goofiest grin, saluting to his superior officer even though the man wasn't looking, putting all his time and attention to the various gizmos, gadgets and whatever else laid around in the gigantic Capsule Corp. building.

Korin

"I'm really flying on a cloud piloted by a talking cat right now." Beat said like it hit him just now.

"This really the weirdest thing that happened to you, kid?"

"Nah, I guess not. I was born in a lab."

"I feel like that's debatably crazier. Hold on!" Korin yelled as he turned the large black cloud at a harsh 90 degree angle, Yajirobe barely holding onto Ginger's robes as they ascended past the misty clouds around them.

"My my." Blue looked on, a lackadaisical criss cross sitting motion, totally ill equipped for the turn but somehow not falling off.

After a long while of steady climbing a dark shadow peered on from the clouds above and they shot past the lookout, already in range of the clownery of Lucifer's men.

"Ayyy, whodafuk? I been sippin on too mucha' dat damn water man. Am I the only one seein' this shit!?"

"Limey! Looks like that cunt is riding a black water cloud!"

The Dark Nimbus is a Nimbus Cloud one for one only; it lets non-pure entities ride it. One of Korin's most valuable possessions.

The group rounded the corner and the massive black cloud under them shielding them from view parted and the monsters on The Lookout got a much better view.

"No, you moron. It's a coupla' cunts! Ain't no Oop~" The monster was taken aback as Yajirobe hopped off the cloud and let Ginger's limp body flop onto the ground.

"I'm hungry so you baboons better make this shit quick. I don't want to be slashin' through demons all day."

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" The squad of monsters howled with laughter.

"DAMNNNNNNNN! Your guys Suck Lil' Garlic!"

"That boy's name is Ginger, and you think he's supposed to be hard!? You're a riot!"

"Heee-heee-HAHAHAHAAAAAA!"

A large green reptile beast came up and poked Ginger's robes while grinning like an idiot through his alligator-like mouth.

"Chock one up for the Fruit Loops! Better luck next time, Ginger! HAHAHAAAA!"

The beast had no qualms and kicked Ginger hard, the force of which would have definitely thrown him off the edge had Blue not caught him. Blue looked back with a bit of malice at the monsters laughing in front of him. The sheer clownery the monsters and demons enjoyed was kind of unnerving considering just how many there were and just how mangled and bloody the previous stark white tile was. Uncountable cracks in said tile, burn marks and blood painted a picture of how Popo probably didn't defend the place. Korin's face and whiskers twitched slightly.

"I call that fat dude with the katana, I mean seriously, what's this dude gonna do?" The green alligator beast shrugged his shoulders much to the merry-making of the ghoul party laughing with him. "Hey tubby." The alligator pointed his claw hand onto Yajirobe's small nose only to not finish his statement, still smiling as his top half disagreed with the bottom and separated.

Squelt-sssssssssssssssss!

"You guys might be joking around. But I'm not."

"HAHAHAAAAAAAAA!"

"Poor old Dedumania! Now was that guy a Crocodile or an Alligator!?"

"I don't fuckin' know! AHAHAHAHAHA!"

"Get that fat motherfucker! Uhyuck! Gowrsh."

"Perfect." Elder Garlic commented as he kept at his work in the middle of The Lookout, eyeing the newcomers who just killed Dedumania. "Now we probably won't have to go anywhere to finish the spell, not if they're just gonna bring me the energy I need." Garlic smiled devilishly, whistling a tune as the humans went to town. "My boyyy~" Elder Garlic sing-songed.

"What!?"

"We have visitors darling, why don't you go take your posse and do something about it? Oh! But make sure they kill all of Lucifer's boys first, I just know they have it in them." Elder Garlic pressed his hands onto his chest, staining it with blood in a heartfelt moment, shooting puppy dog eyes at Garlic Jr.

Garlic Sr. waved off his son, Nicky and Sancho.

Korin's makeshift squad VS Garlic Jr. and his team

Objective: Defend the Earth at all costs!

"You think I'm waitin'!?" Sancho cried out with a heavy banshee scream. "I only follow your son's orders!"

"Leave him to me."

A Telepathic communication drew the line between everyone in Korin's voice.

Beat looked especially surprised at the comment that spoke softly into his mind. Beat and Blue followed in behind Yajirobe and dashed into the onslaught of creatures waiting at the tree lines. Korin jumped up high and locked eyes with Sancho high above the crowd.

"A fuckin' cat!?"

Korin wasted no time and kicked off the air three times in a skillful manner. The attack angle he presented was difficult to block, he feinted low with his movement only to dash off the air again and aim a downwards right roundhouse with his admittedly stubby limb. Sancho was not ready for such speed, and as such was flung to the beaten and bloody flooring of The Lookout.

Wsht. Whap! KOM!

"Gragh!" He grunted like a lion, eyes bloodshot at the affair. "I'm fighting a fucking cat!?"

Sancho pursued Korin in a relentless dash. Korin was ready and blocked the frontline assault with the hammer-like base of his staff.

Dnk.

"Rrrrrgh!"

Sancho switched his attack angle, retrieving his fist from the base of the staff and aiming a left roundhouse at the small opponent. Korin ducked it easily with his impressive movement and small frame.

"NICKY!" He roared. "GET YOUR FRUITY ASS OVER HERE!"

"Ehh… right."

Korin's whiskers twitched as the teal coloured demon entered into striking range.

Wsh-Woosh-Vsh!

Nicky and Sancho attacked ruthlessly with fists and feet only missing by a hair's breadth every time. Sancho's fury only grew more and more until he couldn't take it.

"Stop d-"

WHMMM!

Korin immediately punished Sancho's outburst before he even really said anything, a twisting frontflip, landing the hammer-staff right onto his bald head. Sancho crashed so hard he completely destroyed a demon upon his landing.

Krrrrrakk!

"Dah!" Sancho cried as he got back up and blasted towards his small white nemesis, blood and bone from his unfortunate crashing victim still trailing off him.

Dmm-Dm-DMM!

Korin blocked a left-right straight combination from Nicky and then shifted his staff to block a right roundhouse. Korin then punished the attack by flying foot first into his midsection. Nicky let out a gust of wind before grabbing hold of Korin tightly.

"Uh-oh." The white cat let out lamely as his foot stuck steadfast.

"EEEERAAGH!" Sancho roared as he clocked Korin square on the head with a closed right fist.

Korin saw stars for a moment as Nicky grabbed on tight to his neck scruff.

"Feisty little bastard huh?" He raised a cocky brow, blood trickling from his purple lips.

Sancho reared back a massive left hand and was about to let loose before Korin conjured blue lightning from his staff.

Ka-KOWWW!

The electricity made harsh contact with the black demon and whited out his eyes for a moment. Nicky was thrown for a loop as well, but Korin used this to his advantage, parrying the grasp Nicky had on his neck and backdashing off the air.

"Whew." Korin let out, wiping the top of his brow and setting his staff on nothing.

Sancho was still stuck in his convulsions as Korin piled it on, snapping with his toe beans. Another bolt of lighting struck, but this time, from the air above.

It costs more Ki but True Lighting is even more powerful, calling upon the will of the elements and infusing your Ki into them is a high level technique. Gods of Destruction often use techniques like this due to their innately higher pools of Ki.

ZZZzzzzyuuuuuwwwww~KA-KOOOOMM!

"AAAAAAAGHHH!" Sancho screamed bloody murder before falling to the ground.

Nicky looked on with a worried expression before Garlic Jr. followed in behind him.

"Interesting." Garlic Jr. nodded his head at the white cat before him. "I don't know very much but I think father would like to have a word with you when we're through. I'll make sure to take it easy."

"You're gonna have to throw everything you got, Garlic."

"We'll see." His snake-like intonation was compounded as an electric blue energy pulsed one time through his beady yellow eyes.

Korin and Garlic Jr. stared down each other, mirroring their opponent with a very small stature. Garlic Jr. waved off his companion.

"Stand down, Nicky. This one is all me."

"Uh-u-of course, sire." He bowed meekly before returning to the chaos below.

"Huyaaaghk!" Yajirobe yelled in a weird manner as he slashed right through a creature. "Damn." He breathed out with a heavy sigh and bated breath. "There's so many of these guys."

Beat punched through a veritable army of goons only to be struck from behind by a huge ogre with a club. As he looked back Blue was already on it, jump kicking the ogre off The Lookout.

"Sorry!" Blue screamed as the monster yelled for help on the way down.

"When are these guys gonna stop coming!?"

"I'm not a professional in monstrology but I'm gonna go out on a limb and say not for a while."

Beat just shook his head at the dumb joke while Blue wore the most shit-eating grin of all time. Before the pair could get back to their bout with the monster squadron they had their attention stolen by a large shockwave booming out across the sky above as Korin and Garlic Jr. clashed mid-air.

"You could have become Kami, couldn't you?"

The deafening silence from Korin answered pretty loudly. Garlic Jr. smiled wide as he flung back the top hood with his dash. Garlic flew up high and a twinkling green light sparkled in his eyes before he fired a thin line of energy. Korin ducked out of the way as the beam cut right through a segment of the back half of The Lookout. The cut was so clean the piece just segmented and floated off with no fuss. Korin came from above with a graceful spin and slammed down a tornado roundhouse onto Garlic Jr's frantic block. One could be forgiven for thinking the guard did nothing as it didn't halt the momentum and threw him right into the palace, crashing through the support beams.

"Hmm. Alright." The younger Garlic proclaimed as he brushed the dust off of his black cape. He smiled briefly before dissipating and reappearing in front of Korin.

The white cat's whiskers twitched and Garlic Jr. did not calculate Korin's awareness and as such was counter-hit with a mean right hook as he attempted to sneak in a straight punch. The younger Garlic looked back with a sharp brow and scowled. Korin waved the hammer staff around wildly as Garlic Jr. dashed all around him. Expertly calling out the After-Image, Korin struck the being with the most white mass in his Ki Sensing, this decision proved to be correct and he flung Garlic Jr's body right at the ground.

VOOOSH! Dm. Skffffff~

There was not a fury in Garlic but a calm calculated anger as he cracked his neck while standing. Beat looked to the small imp among the crowd of demons and ran a b-line right at him. At the last possible moment Garlic Jr. exploded into a deep forest green hulk of muscles and caught Beat's throat in a hefty chokeslam. Beat's eyes widened as he was sunk into the floor, the tiles giving way before Garlic Jr. totally stomped them through with his large left foot. The flooring completely gave out and Beat fell into the unknown as Garlic Jr. launched back into the air to meet with Korin. The white cat's whiskers twitched.

From out of nowhere the green beast was already above him with a weighty right hand chop that Korin narrowly avoided. Elder Garlic delighted in the devastation and death, dragging the monster's bodies back to the black magic circle and fuelling the creation. Each segment was totally filled with blood and each body he brought back just vanished into a blue light, a corresponding blue beacon beaming from the seal. He looked to Sancho's writhing body and smiled, scratching the bottom of his lip.

"No, he might come in handy. Be cool, Garlic." He threw his hands up while laughing, returning to his work.

At that moment, Ginger's body jerked awake harshly, his groggy vision not helped by the seeping blood that washed over his face and off the lookout.

There was seriously a lot, the whole floor was a mess before Garlic made an escape route for it to follow.

Blood rained down onto Beat's pulsating head, he struggled to wipe it away with his limp hand.

"Fuck that hurt." He groaned.

Yajirobe's poor cardio finally got to him and a gaggle of demons piled onto him before he slashed them to bits in a last ditch whirlwind of a slash.

"Gyehhhh…" He breathed out heavily, kneeling on his left leg.

"T!" Elder Garlic exclaimed as he brought his hand up high.

The Black Magic Seal had 7 points that it funneled to, all circle shapes, each one indicating a Dragon Ball.

An orange sphere spawned, The 1 Star Ball. Only this time with a deep black star instead of a red crimson one. Garlic smiled with glee, clapping as it came up.

"Alright!" He swung his claws in a low arc. "That's what I'm fucking talking about!" His loud voice echoed throughout The Lookout, unnerving just about everyone there.

Korin and Garlic Jr's battle came crashing down to the floor as the green hulk slammed Korin's frail body into the floor.

"Uooofff!" He grunted out, tiles flying up and cracking in response.

Garlic didn't let his grip go and instead charged a monster Ki blast in the same hand holding his foe. Korin positioned his staff right onto Garlic Jr's nose and fired:

"True Lightning Rod!"

The thunder clapped and rained down on him, seeming to miss Korin just barely in its spraying arcs. Korin made sure to dash quickly as the lightning spread to the bloody surface and skipped everywhere, looking for some place to ground itself. Garlic Jr. cried out loudly, his harsh demonic voice shaking The Lookout every which way under his stress. During the one moment of opportunity he saw, Blue seized the day using his Telekinetic prowess and flung the beast way into the aether with great struggle.

"Dah!" He let out, a deep forehead vein marking up above his sharp brow and segmenting between his somewhat new incense marks.

Garlic Jr. stared back at the pretty boy with lethal intention as he sunk into the clouds. Blue fell to his knees and Ginger charged right at him.

"Oh, there it goes." He smiled with a devil may care attitude before Korin stopped him cold.

Zzzt~Zwattt!

A loose ray of lightning caught onto Ginger's frame before Korin kicked him right through the trees of The Lookout, caving in every last one of them on the right side. Elder Garlic caught Ginger before he crashed into the palace and threw him right into the circle. A harsh blue light beaming into the air.

"Nah." Garlic said as he plunged Ginger's body into the spell. "Sometimes you gotta just treat yourself."

ZWUEAARWWW~

The seal let out in strange warping noises as the orange demon's body assimilated into the blood red lines. Nicky didn't see it happen as he just went to dash wildly at Korin before he was stopped abruptly by The Orin Student waiting from below, snatching his ankles from the darkness.

Nicky grit his teeth as he was dragged down. Front snap kicking Beat's jaw. The force flung The Orin Saiyan down the winding flight of steps. Beat just barely caught the railing before he was flung into the nothingness. A peculiar green glow shined dimly, the spirits of Kami almost calling out to the fighting above them as Beat and Nicky waged war down the stairs. Nicky shot a beam onto Beat's rail handling and the Saiyan abandoned the hold to launch down to the second set. Nicky forwent going down the flight and just jumped down onto Beat. Beat ducked narrowly just before the teal demon went ballistic with a flurry of hands. Beat parried and dodged the attacks before being backed up against the railing on that floor. The Saiyan grabbled the teal demon's white robes and propped his foot onto Nicky's chest in an impressive display before kicking him up and over.

Nicky caught the rail and swung through, using his flight to shark the footing beneath his enemy. He yelled loudly and brandished a wet blade from his strange leg protrusion. Beat's eyes widened before Nicky went ham and carved right through the metal flooring just underneath. Beat hopped up and down the next flight of stairs, caught by a loose slash as he went, a large scar marking the bottom of his chin to the top of his forehead on the left side.

"Hyahahahaaaa!" Nicky cackled maniacally as Beat kept retreating.

Beat brought it all the way down to the double doors with low green lighting, dodging the quick and effective slashes by kipping off the walls like a parkour expert. Beat had finally been backed into a corner before he turned around and blasted the doors open with a blinding blaze of Ki. The ensuing echo of souls was deafening, The Lookout shaking under their collective weight. Beat and Nicky were forced to cover their ears, it was so loud. The Saiyan grit his teeth and let go of his ears, withstanding the earscrambling cacophony to slam a gut punch and throw Nicky into the room. Nicky let go of his blade under the stress of the noise and it was even more unbearable while he stood upon the graves of the damned in the sanctuary.

"How can he fight right now!? How did Garlic get the mist in here!?" Is all Nicky could think under the heavy disorientation of the soul's awakening.

Beat slammed a jumping thrust kick into Nicky's chest, throwing him into a grave and totalling it, debris and dust kicking up. Beat followed through and absolutely beat the breaks off him with a series of back to back overhand punches. Nicky couldn't put up any defence whatsoever and was screwed when Beat set him up with an uppercut, finishing with an upwards kick at the sky. The force was so potent it sent Nicky all the way back up to the top and he flopped onto a limp body.

The noise didn't stop and in fact only got louder, Beat forced to cover his ears, he struggled to even stand amidst the pressure. Opting to shoddily walk out the door instead of trying to fly through the hole he just made.

Violet

Violet kicked open a door with loose schematics strewn all over the table and feverishly rummaged through them. Silver's machine gun rattled wildly as he battled the machines and monsters simultaneously. Some of their enemies were stuck fighting each other and not the trio, giving them some breathing room. Copper set up a sniper rifle by popping a capsule up in the rafters.

"Silver! Close the door on em'! There are way too many!"

"Got it!" He yelled back, taking a grenade pin out with his teeth and lobbing it into the crowd past the door.

Copper covered Silver with a bullet right in the eye of a particularly large purple beast. It stumbled and wailed but was clearly still going, not so much anymore however as the explosion rocked it from the back. Part of the doorframe collapsed in and Silver ran over, jamming his fist on a large red button, thick shutters slamming down from the rafters to the left of Copper.

Violet opened a metal cabinet and screamed in victory as she clicked and a beep joyously bipped.

"I got the radar!"

"Fuck yeah!" Silver cheered as he raised his arms in victory, wiping the sweat from his brow.

DWANG! DWANN! TWANG!

The leftovers beat up on and against the shutters, some intentionally and some as a byproduct of their battle with the Capsule Corp. machinery.

"There might be something wrong with it though!"

"Well what is it?"

"Look." She said, showing it to Silver who palmed the bottom half as Violet clung to the side. "There should be 7 balls right? But it says there's only one? That's weird right?"

"Well maybe it's a range thing."

"No, I mean. This is as far as it goes. I just read some of the notes in there, this is apparently the newest model they've come up with, I compared it with the schematics and it checks out. This should give a readout of the entire planet on the third setting."

The machine suddenly displayed a 2nd ball, right on top of the other.

Korin's makeshift squad VS The Demonic Army of Lucifer

Objective: Don't let whatever Garlic is doing, happen!

"I!" Elder Garlic cried out in laughter as he raised his right hand over the newly spawning Black Star Ball, two stars littering its design.

Korin looked on with confusion. His whiskers twitched.

"Don't tell me…"

"Heh…" Yajirobe coughed out. "I gotta retreat… man, those fools took it outta' me."

"You can't quit now, we have a planet to protect."

"Yaugh…" He grunted, barely standing up. "It fuckin reeks dude, whydo' I gotta fight all these demons?"

"This isn't necessarily what I signed up for either, my hair's a mess." Blue relayed as he brushed off some of the extras littering his suit, tightening his black tie.

"Eyes up, I feel something big." Korin commanded as he stomped his regal brown staff on the bloodied tile.

Sancho struggled to his feet just before an enormous swarm of bats rained onto The Lookout from behind, piercing the veil of the many black thunderclouds surrounding the epic bloodstained battleground. It crashed into the space in front of Sancho and two entities appeared from the swarm, the bats all dissipating into the slimmer figure. Lucifer wiped off his sunglasses on his tuxedo before putting them back on and sighing deeply. The other was a large brown bear with samurai armour, a red mohawk, a scarred blind left eye and a threat of a blade. Longer than Lucifer's whole figure.

"Muramasse."

"Hmm?" He grunted.

"Get rid of the other two, I'll deal with the cat."

"Hmm."

Muramasse is Lucifer's second in command. Stronger than all of Garlic Junior's henchmen, the very same bear that tried to rob Goku and kill Turtle at the start of his journey.

"You're just a darling, Lucifer, you know that!?" Elder Garlic sing-songed loudly as he made his entrance. "I really needed you guys to take the heat off! Good show!" He clapped enthusiastically.

Lucifer didn't move his legs, only using a very precise and hard to predict flight path as he attacked Korin. Korin barely jumped out of the way as Lucifer launched a series of left legs at the white cat. Korin jumped high to avoid a low roundhouse only to be caught as it changed trajectory into a high axe-kick. Korin's whiskers twitched. Just in the nick of time the white cat blocked with the top of his staff, much to Lucifer's dismay.

"We're this close and you're gonna make it difficult!?" His eyes blazed of fire under his sunglasses and he rebounded the axe-kick into a side thrust kick with incredibly swift artistry, launching Korin off The Lookout.

"A!" Elder Garlic cried with glee as The 3rd Black Star Ball conjured into existence, glimmering a brilliant stand-out gold among all the destruction.

Korin breathed out harshly through his puffy cat cheeks and landed on The Dark Nimbus. He floated up to the top only to see Lucifer staring him down with arms crossed. His yellow eyes shined bright behind his glasses. Korin faked right and zipped past left as Lucifer prepared to catch his enemy's re-entry. He was unsuccessful. Korin hopped off the cloud and looked to Elder Garlic with palpable concern before he was waylaid by his well-dressed opponent.

Muramasse lunged in low, hard-slashing deep at Yajirobe. Blue backdashed to avoid the enormous surface area covered by the blade. Yajirobe caught it with great effort, sparks flying up at the clashing steel. They held their lines for a while, each struggling to win. Blue rounded long-ways around the outside to cover the back but Muramasse wouldn't have it, manhandling the clash and ripping away from it to strike at his second foe. Blue didn't dodge but instead used Telekinesis to barely edge it out above his frame. Muramasse held the upwards striking pose for a moment as Yajirobe dashed in from behind.

The Bear Thief went for a preemptive attack, sticking out his right foot to catch his enemy slipping but Yajirobe reacted in time, rolling underneath the beast's wide stance and slashing.

Yajirobe didn't hit flesh, however, a cutting of cloth and clank of armour is what he got for his troubles.

"Damn." He stated, sweat profusely swimming down his form.

Blue grit his teeth.

"Well, it was nice knowing you, Yajirobe."

"Fighting's… way too much work… but dying..? That's out of the question." He readied his blade by sheathing it and holding a picturesque pose, left hand gripped tightly on the holster and right hand hovering just above the handle.

Muramasse furrowed his brow and so did Yajirobe. The Bear Thief just threw his gigantic sword onto his back and fumed out a great puff of smoke through his nostrils.

In a flash the two dove right at and then past each other. Muramasse with both hands on his blade, pointed straight up at the sky. Yajirobe with his left hand still holstered, his blade far off to the right of him.

Muramasse's bisected chest armour pounded onto the ground with a great thud while Yajirobe's chest broke out into a spray of blood.

"Only a foolish warrior wears nothing to battle. Overconfident zealot." Is all he said as Yajirobe flopped onto the ground limply. The Bear Thief glanced over at his defeated enemy. "I was you once, how embarrassing to lose to a kid." The indignation was pure to see in his right eye as he stared right through Blue. "Never. Again."

Blue swallowed harshly as Muramasse cut through the air.

SWINGGGGG!

Blue ducked just barely, Bear Thief punishing him with a strong left boot. Blue crashed through the bricks, the dust, and the beaten bodies of the monsters littering The Lookout before he caught the edge of the hole Garlic Jr. made. He breathed out heavily before he heard the familiar sound of Beat's voice.

"What the fuck is goin' on up there!?"

"A lot!"

"Look out!" Beat screamed as he launched a stray beam at Muramasse.

The Bear got out quick with a backstep. Beat landed in a kneel after a skillful jump as Blue climbed up with great struggle. Sancho flexed and a pumping heartbeat blared loudly as his muscles grew almost twice as humongous as they already were.

"I'm the big guy around here! Not some stupid bear!"

"Pop off! Tell em'!" Elder Garlic cheered as he raised his hand high again.

"You just shut up and keep doin' your magic!"

"N!" He screamed, The 4th Black Star Ball appearing.

Enter: Copper's Command!

"I mean fuck em'! If they're just gonna keep showing up, why should we wait for it?" Silver yelled as they rode along Korin's Tower.

The Capsule Corp. logo was emblazoned along the side of their sharp blue muscle-car vehicle.

"Man, this thing is way better than what we had." Violet commented as she looked around.

"We had a submarine model, this thing is made for high flying, ours wasn't equipped for this kind of altitude."

Violet checked the radar again as they passed the top orb living quarters of the tower.

"We're really close now."

Copper furrowed his brow as he saw a hulking green behemoth of a monster perched at the top of the tower.

"What the fuck is that thing!? Fire!"

Violet turned around and her eyes just about popped out of socket as she looked at the spook.

BLAMM!

Copper fired a large round from his handgun but the hulk just swatted it away.

"Silver! We'll need you or those explosives!"

"Is he big!?"

Copper just tugged at his vest, pulling his officer's vision to that of the monster.

"DAMN, HE'S BIG!"

Garlic Jr. shook violently with anger as he jumped from the orb and crushed the top of Korin's Tower with his showtopping leap. Silver gripped the wheel tight and turned a harsh right, weaving the claw in an expert display.

"Okay, the handling!" He yelled with glee, jumping up and down in the driver's seat, a dumb smile breaking through.

"Silver!" Violet yelled as their foe started flying.

"He can fly!?"

"He's busted!" Silver yelled as he barely maneuvered the car out of the way again.

Garlic Jr. had a back-up plan for the whiff and clutched onto the trunk, denting it in with his strength and totally stalling their momentum. Copper set up his sniper rifle with the press of a button on a capsule and checked it quickly as Violet slammed slug after slug of her shotgun into Garlic Jr.

KLOMM! k-chikk. POKK! Ga-chk. KUNN! Ka-chk.

"It's not working!"

"Step on the pedal, Boss!" Silver yelled as he leaped down.

The car wasn't even right side up at this point. Fully pointed up at the sky as the beast pulled it towards the ground. Copper slung his rifle over and leaned onto the gas with his back as he stood on the chair, aiming the rifle with a steady breath.

VRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR~

"Fwuuup." He breathed in.

Tomp!

Silver landed on the bottom end with a thud, shaking the car.

"You want summa' this, tough guy!?" Silver cried, rearing back his right hand.

Colonel Silver had no idea how to use Ki but he could Ki Source instinctively with his right after hours and hours of practice hitting the punching bags.

"UHHH!" Silver's grunt echoed with ferocity as he slammed a right hand onto Garlic Jr's left eyeball.

A purple stain immediately marked the area and the green demon bared his fangs.

"You don't like that!?" A cocky smile drew on the right side of his face, tauntingly.

The car inched up a little bit as Garlic lost some of his grip from the strike. Violet followed through and shot three rounds before the beast let go of his hold on the bottom and edged upward with his left hand on the backseat.

"Shit!"

"HAHHH!" Silver screamed again with a dominating roar.

Garlic Jr. tanked it, but had his face thrown down a little under the pressure before he flexed and started moving the car down to a parallel state.

"How fucking strong is this guy!?" Silver yelped as he fell over from the force. "These new cars weigh a ton!"

Copper squinted and fired a round at the green beast's left eye but Garlic Jr. just palmed it. The car started slowly wheeling around in a circle under the shift in pressure Garlic's hold's created. He had enough and climbed up further, snatching Silver's left ankle and dragging him out of the car.

"Silver!" Violet yelled as she took out a gun from the bag and fired like mad, the bullets trailing a line across his chest.

Ratatatatatatatatatatata~

She adeptly stopped firing as the beast swung Silver around and slammed him hard onto the upholstery.

Whump!

"That didn't even hurt!" Silver groaned out, the blood from his mouth lying for him.

"Get down, dumbass!" Copper roared, Silver looked at him with intensity before diving into the previously occupied driver's seat.

Copper fired a round of an RPG right at Garlic's face only for him to palm it raw. In Silver's dive he slapped the console with his right palm and a dome of a roof propelled over the car as Garlic was forced to backpedal off the air. The rocket soon exploded and rocked the car violently like a canoe in a hurricane. Silver's body was uncomfortably stretched over the driver's seat but he masterfully used his left hand to steer and right hand to press the gas.

"We're whipping this bitch!" He screamed as the glass cracked and fire rained in from behind.

"You hungry!?" Violet yelled as she got out the white packets of explosives, handing off the detonator to Copper as the debris still crashed into the car.

Violet lobbed the packet right on target, it stuck to Garlic Jr's chest right before Copper saluted him.

KA-KOOOOMMMM!

The ride up was bumpy and the explosives crashed their car right onto the top of The Lookout. Silver couldn't even really see and as such crashed right into a pile of bodies, spinning out the car and colliding it with one of the two towers in the back.

"Silver!"

"General! Get the gas!" He roared back as he stood up straight to see.

Copper stepped over and floored it while Silver lined up with the top of the palace. The Driver expertly parked the car on top of The Lookout, finally getting a good look at what was going down below.

"What a surprise! My name is Garlic! Nice to meet you guys! I'm kind of doing a demon ritual at the moment, you might want to steer clear! Hahaha!"

"What tha fuck!?" Is all Silver could say at the sight of the ruined palace, blood and bodies everywhere. A large 7 pointed pentagram looking ordeal before him.

The trio looked upon the battlefield.

Beat backflipped out of danger only to be caught lacking by Sancho's back hand.

WHUMM!

The Orin Saiyan hit the ground in an impressive cartwheel but Sancho didn't leave any breathing room.

VSH! WSH! SOOSH!

Beat weaved the left-right-left combination while jogging backwards, lining up a left hook and slamming it into the side of his head. He followed through with a Ki blast lined at the stomach.

"I'm all in!" Beat screamed as he let it loose, the ray of energy shined so bright he had to shield his eyes.

The beam blasted Sancho far back and evaporated him in its majesty, the energy still traveling right onto Garlic's positioning. Nicky drug himself to his feet and got in the way of the beam, shielding Garlic and his work from it with a starfish pose.

"I won't let it go to waste!" His final death cry rattled under the pressure of the wave.

Beat fell to his knees, scratches, scrapes, blood, and bruises.

"Oh Nicky, you're a darling for that." He bopped Nicky on the nose before throwing him in the pot and raising a hand. "L!"

The 5th Black Star Ball appeared and Beat fell into unconsciousness.

"Dah!" Blue yelped as he was flung into a pile of monsters.

The bodies oozed blood, he himself being cut a few times from the blade of The Bear Thief.

"This can't possibly be sanitary." He laughed out, accepting his fate.

"THAT MOTHERFUCKER!" Silver's scream echoed, pointing a finger across the way. "You better save his ass so I get to kill him with my own bare hands!"

"Affirmative." Copper responded, firing a round from his sniper right at the back of Muramasse.

The bullet didn't get parried or anything but it also seemed to do no damage, just buried in the fur.

"What? Who the hell are all these monsters?" Copper questioned before the enormous bear with a sword turned his focus to them. "Welp."

Copper turned to Silver who just had the crazy eyes.

"By that look, I assume we're not going?"

"Fuck no! Blue's right here and The Dragon Balls are too! Are we gonna squander this chance, General!?"

Silver's statement seemed to pause time for Copper, his thoughts a mile a minute as The Bear Thief's impressive leap took forever to arrive.

Even though Silver was the strongest and most driven of the three, it didn't matter. They did what Copper said. Always.

Silver's jaw hung open as he stared intently at Copper's sweating brow.

"We came here for The Dragon Balls!"

"Fuck yeah!" He shouted to the heavens, clapping his hands together in his hype.

Violet threw another packet of explosives but Muramasse tore right through them with a heavy slash.

SWUNNNNNNNK!

The trio backed away as Muramasse landed with a stomp. The top of the palace caved in under the weight of the three humans, the yoked Bear Thief and car. Silver backed away, safe on the steps of the winding staircase as Violet fell down the whole shaft, landing with an unhealthy sound on the floor as Copper barely jumped in time onto the stairs during the cave-in. The Bear Thief grinded his claws all along the wall as he looked up menacingly.

The car flopped over and tore through the bottom steps before finally crashing and breaking through a wall on the bottom and caving into the bathroom. The hot bath in the middle still steaming.

Rrrrrrrrrrr~whafwhafwhafwhaf!

A veritable swarm of bats rotated and tornadoed around Korin as he swatted it away with his hammer-staff. Lucifer grunted and bemoaned as Korin's skill outshone his.

"Enough!" Lucifer cried as all the bats funneled into one and he slammed a superman punch into the white cat's left cheek.

Korin was sent for a long tailspin before he broke out, lightning striking down all around.

"Pace yourself, Korin. You have to beat Garlic and his son still, even after this." The thoughts calmly swam through his mind.

He breathed in deep through his wet cat nose and his whiskers twitched.

"Hmm." He ruminated. "My hits don't do that much damage but my Ki basically nukes these guys. I really need someone to come and take this guy out for me, I can't just use my energy against him, Garlic, And his son back to back. I don't have enough for that."

"O!" Elder Garlic's war cries only got louder, matching the increase in intensity the blue light show offered.

The 6th Black Star Ball showed up and the almost-Kami squealed in delight.

"Now or never." Korin thought as Lucifer dashed in.

The tuxedo demon was spun out in a tailspin however as an explosion rocked his back side.

BOOOMMM! Skweeeeeeee!

"Gah!" Lucifer wailed in anguish.

Korin leaped in to complete the attack, raising his staff high during his jump arc. A massive blue bolt landed right atop his staff.

"Lightning Hammer!"

Ka-KOWWWWW! BONK!

The shockwaves from the attack blew Korin back, even though he initiated the attack. The lightning fried Lucifer to pieces, his suit tattered from the attack, eyes blank.

Korin's whiskers twitched and he inhaled deeply.

"Gunpowder? Snuf snif. Explosives? Did someone throw a grenade at that guy?"

Korin's suspicions were confirmed as he saw a purple haired lady shamble out of the front of The Lookout, leaning against the pillars with various items lining her belt.

"Ahhh." Elder Garlic cheerily welcomed her. "You'll do nicely."

Korin dashed with reckless abandon to stop the event but was caught by the tail.

"What?"

Garlic Jr. flung him back like a ragdoll and smashed the little cat into the ground, bones definitely broke.

"Gwuohhhh…" He let out in an unhealthy groan.

"YOU~" Violet screeched in an awkward manner before dissipating into blue streams of light.

The sheer volume of her voice lulled Blue from his not-so-restful slumber.

"Violett!" He yelled back, they met eye contact for only a moment as she sunk into the drawing.

"N! TIANLON!" Elder Garlic's voice shook the heavens, The 7th and final Black Star Ball glimmered into existence.

The characteristic black clouds formed overhead as The Black Star Balls shined with an orange glow. Korin looked on with a dazed look.

"It really is now or never. I wonder if I'll be able to do this." He pondered as Garlic Jr. swung him around violently, his paw outstretched over the black clouds.

The reason the summoning of the wish-granting dragons works is due to the immense magic power held by The Dragon Balls. Technically what happens is that The Dragon Balls are just channeling an insurmountable level of magic energy or Ki~(Ki just being another word for magic power-they are in actuality very similar) into the atmosphere and conjuring The Eternal Dragon and as such, can be cancelled or negated if they magic energy is stopped or used up half-way.

"SHENRON'S LIGHTNING!"

Korin shouted at the top of his lungs and a green and yellow bolt from the black rained down right onto Elder Garlic, the lighting was so thick it looked like a Ki blast, not electricity. Elder Garlic immediately evaporated under the pressure of the blast.

"Damn. What a way to go. Huhahahaha~" His voice trailed off under the sheer power of the blast and the clouds dissipated slowly.

"Father!" Garlic Jr. wailed, flingling Korin's fucked the fuck up body to the wayside.

Silver jived and juked with expert head movement, dipping right under Muramasse's slashes with professional level skills.

SWONKK!

Silver had the advantage in the hallways, Muramasse's enormous blade kept getting caught in the walls, providing the perfect chance to sneak in hits.

KOMM! KOMM!

Copper fired two rounds from his handgun, landing right onto the back neck scruff. At this point the fur started to singe and burn. Muramasse abandoned his grasp on his sword and lunged at the black man with a bear hug. Silver stopped his charge by leaping right on him, crossing his arms over the bear's enormous neck and wrapping his legs as far as he could around the belly.

"I guess I ain't got much choice!" Silver yelled before biting down harshly on the bear's ear.

"GAHHHHH!" Muramasse roared, his throaty echoes shaking the tightly packed hallway.

Copper lined up a shot on the already messed up left eye and fired.

KOMM! Skwweltt!

The Bear Thief's immense pain threw Silver right into the wall, cracking it.

"Uoowoohoooo~" He groaned, writhing a bit. "Okayhee…" He wheezed. "Maybe that one hurt a bit."

"Get up, Silver!" Copper commanded, dragging The Colonel to his feet.

Silver wiped the bottom of his jaw as the bear fell over from the pain. The red haired man looked at the sword stuck in the wall and nodded with confidence. He dashed around the bear, kicking off the wall to clear him before attempting to take it out its new sheath.

"Come on!" He yelped. "This fuckin' thing is heavy!"

Copper lined the next few shots, draining them all into his back scruff, the same place as before. All four bullets landed in roughly the same area, compounding on it like a hammer to a nail. Muramasse had enough and slashed deep into his face, right ear to left mandible.

"ACkkk!" Copper flailed his arms as he collapsed onto the wall, dropping his gun.

KOMM!

It misfired, hitting no one.

"Shit!" Silver screamed, tearing the enormous blade from the cracked space, almost falling over under the weight.

The red haired man winded back and didn't even slash, he slapped The Bear Thief with the sword and the beast couldn't help but tumble forward.

"Fuck it." He dropped the blade and just dashed in. "UHHH!" He screamed, landing a right hand onto the bear's back, maintaining the walk down the hallway.

Silver kept socking Muramasse all the way down the hall until he got to the stairwell in which the bear fought back, slamming an impressive palm strike onto Silver's chest.

DUooo~ WHOKK!

Silver was folded up inside the wall, stars in his eyes.

Muramasse broke many ribs.

Just as Muramasse stood high, arms raised in a downwards bear-like crush he was waylaid by Copper. The black leader popped a capsule and just drained a can of pepper spray into the beast's eye. Muramasse converted back to his primal roots, animalistic bear growls as he backpedaled down the steps. Copper skillfully reloaded his handgun with one hand as he kept the other on the trigger of the spray.

Sha-Shk. KOMM-KOMM-KOMM-KOMM!

Copper forwent the toughness of the rest of the hide and just aimed at Muramasse's foot, a much better strategy as the bullets actually pierced through the webbing of his paws, drawing blood and causing The Bear Thief to crash down the stairs in a violent tumble. He shook the staircase before crashing into the hot tub. The ton of force Murmasse created pulled at the loose car in the ceiling and it gave weight, falling right on top of him.

Dmdmdmdmd~SluooooSHHH! Eeeeee~TOMM! SLOSHH!

"Huuuuuuuu~" Copper breathed out with a cathartic exhale. He looked at the bloody bear struggling under the pressure of the vehicle. The ceiling started to shift and creak more than The General liked, a tile or two coming loose from the top.

"Silver!" He groaned, wiping away at the line of blood the bear gave him as he stepped up.

"Copper… eh…" Silver groaned back, trying and failing to stand.

"Where's Violet?"

"Dunno."

"TIANLON!"

"What was that?"

"No clue, Boss."

Copper swung Silver's arm around him and the two limped towards the stairs.

"SHENRON'S LIGHTNING!"

KAAHKKzzzzzzzyuuuuu~KOWWWWWWWWWWWW!

The hallway shook with such ferociousness, throwing the both of them on their asses. The lights in the hallway ceased to be and more of the flooring cracked, the ceiling too, bonking Copper on the head with a stray tile.

"Owww!" He cried out immediately.

Garlic Jr. went over to check, The Dragon Balls and the drawing were somehow perfectly fine. Only a stain of the almost-Kami was left. The now only Garlic feigned a moment of sorrow before grinning like an idiot.

"Perfect! It's all so perfect! Arise!"

Blue finally got back onto his feet after an intense struggle, staring daggers at the green beast before him. The General mimed the energies with his hand and prompted Beat to stand like a puppetmaster, awaking The Orin Saiyan.

"Huh?" He groaned quietly.

"We… aren't done yet." He imparted.

Blue looked back to Korin who was just lazily leaning against his staff.

"Don't look at me, kid. I used all my gas in that last attack. There ain't nothing I can do to him."

"Fantastic." Blue replied with a modelesque smile.

""Heyyy!" Beat yelled, his tail jiving to the right side.

Garlic Jr. looked back with a fierce malice in his eyes, as if they had truly wronged him merely for existing at this juncture.

"You got anything?"

"Nope." Beat replied.

Blue just nodded with a faux smile as the green monster stomped on the cracked flooring shaking loose bits of The Lookout away from the foundation. Blue was so out of it he didn't even attempt to get out of the way once Garlic Jr. entered striking range. Beat had him covered though, thrust kicking the pretty boy's side and propelling him out of the way of the face slam Garlic had lined up.

WHUMM! Rrrrrrrrrackkkleee~

The flooring around them shifted again, random bodies were heaved up and off or inside the new crevices. Beat jumped from hold to hold to attack with a full-commit flying knee but was caught at both sides, Garlic Jr's hands on each side of his right knee. He tossed him up very lightly and jammed a right straight deep in his gut, causing an involuntary convulsion mid-air. As Garlic readied a Ki blast in his off hand he felt a sharp presence in his midsection just before Yajirobe recalled his blade in a wide crescent arc. The slash cut deep into his right side and blood sprayed out intensely. He kept a lid on it with his right hand clamped on the wound as he blasted Yajirobe with the pink beam. The fat samurai was thrown to the wayside, barely deterring the power with his katana.

"Yeeeaugh!" He grunted as he flopped onto a pile of demons and monsters, his katana whittling through the air before landing on top of the palace.

Garlic Jr. grit his teeth as he tried to pressure his new wound. Blue saw his moment and mimed the energies with his hands. The wavy aura didn't impact Garlic as a whole, only the new opening Yajirobe had provided. He was tearing at the wound with his Telekinesis and forcing it open. The tactic proved very effective as Garlic squealed in pain at the ordeal before looking to Blue.

"Kkkkkkkukukukukuuu~" He furiously eyed Blue with his demonic yellow eyes, brought to one knee.

Blue couldn't keep it up forever, the veins around his forearms and forehead almost bursting at the seams, his blue eyes shining a brilliant cerulean.

Vuwuwuu~

Garlic's new wound spilled out over his hands with red liquids, he had to keep slow steady breaths or he would go insane.

"Urroaaaaghphhhh~" He groaned loudly again, the pain of having the skin twisted so violently was too much.

At that moment, Copper and Silver finally excited the front of the palace only to see the well and true destruction.

"Holy shit." Silver stated limply, staring at the battle from across the upheaved stones, totally segmented islands, dead bodies, The Dragon Balls, the gory horror show of blood. It wasn't pretty.

KOMM! Twann~

Copper fired a round at Garlic's hand and it ricocheted off.

"Welp." He scratched the bottom of his fade on the left side before looking to Silver.

Silver just smiled with an attitude.

"What am I gonna do, boss? I'm pretty sure that bear broke a rib, it hurts like a mother right now."

Copper smiled too, laughing a bit as the last kernels of strength drained from Blue's hold.

"Kuuuuuuu~" He took in a deep breath just before Garlic exploded in a fury, red sparking aura with red electricity crackling wildly off of him.

He dashed with a readied left elbow but was caught mid-way by Beat's parry, barely shooting it off target by palming Garlic's tricep and pushing it out. Garlic quickly skidded around in a terrifying display before rocketing at Beat instead. The Orin Saiyan dipped and dived through The Lookout, jumping from hold to hold and from crevice to cavern, absolutely barely dodging Garlic's fury, his attacks only serving to further destroy the place. Under the stress of the bout the front of the palace finally gave weight, The Black Star Dragon Balls falling one layer deeper into a cobwebbed room with only one table. The orange spheres all fell into the table one by one.

Garlic finally caught Beat by his ankle, throwing him around and then smashing him on his face, teeth flew out.

"Ga-hwuockkk!" He exclaimed as his demonic adversary went to double down.

Just in time Yajirobe balled up, grabbing his sword at the crumbling top of the 'tower' and dashing like mad, segmenting Garlic's fingers in a delicate drive-by.

SCHWINGGGG!

"GAHHHHHH!" The demon screamed as all but his thumb on the right hand were cut clean. He raised his right hand from the pain, losing his grip on Beat.

Exposed, Beat fired the very last of his reserves at the wound on his right. The blast seared and Garlic roared like never before, the red aura seeping into the atmosphere immediately upon contact. Garlic Jr. belted out with a guttural screech, breaking the foundations even more.

"I won't let you Humans, take what we worked so hard forrrrrr!" The degree with which he enunciated humans told it all, the veins all around his body squirmed as he stood up again.

Even after all this, it wasn't going to be easy, he just went into Sparking!

The green beast held his hands high and a strange ethereal red and black swirling portrait was conjured in the sky behind him. Korin started to slide, him being behind Garlic and the closest to whatever he was doing.

"Dead Zone! You're all coming with me!"

"Not a chance! Bitch!" Silver screamed, sending the demon off his foot hold with a fully committed strike, the likes of which he knocked himself over with.

Silver started grinding along the ground and towards the attack but was stopped as Copper grabbed hold of him while he was tucked behind a large upheaved piece of The Lookout.

"I got you, Colonel!"

"HA-Haaaaaaaa~" Silver laughed with glee.

Garlic Jr. stopped his momentum by flailing his wingspan out, his flight halting it for now.

"Eyaaaaaaagh~" He screamed as the blood drained from his body and into the red and black abyss. His crackling red aura also seeming to be dragged into the doomsday door.

Korin steeled himself and hopped from ledge to ledge, his small body making it easier to get away from the gravitational pull.

"Gahh! AHHH! Hagh!" The white cat grunted everytime he hopped, blood rolling down his nose and staining his fur. His right hand was tightly clamped onto his staff while his left hand put pressure on his wounded belly.

The structural integrity of The Lookout was completely gone and under the force of The Dead Zone had turned from its upright position to being totally turned on its side like a top. Beat caught onto one of the trees on the left side, not even seconds later he realised it wasn't a good hold.

Grewaannttttt~ Skffffffffffff~

The dirt and dust kicked up in his face as he heard the roots tear and split.

"Okay." Blue tried to hype himself up.

"BLUUEEEE!"

Blue looked back to Silver, yelling at the top of his lungs. He raised a brow, this man looked familiar.

"That's right. How did I know that woman's name?" He pondered aloud under the pressure of the winds.

"TELL ME! WE'RE GONNA DIE ANYWAY! WHERE DID YOU GO!?"

Blue had a very hard time thinking in the stressful situation. Tiles all around him were sucked up into the void. Large bodies impacted Garlic Jr, he didn't get out of the way and each time they did hit him they further pulled him back. Korin's whiskers twitched.

"He's got barely anything left in the tank." He mused. "That guy can't even get out of the way, can he?" His whiskers twitched again as he sent out one last Ki Sensing pulse. "Yup."

Blue remembered, a strange man with a ponytail and he just blacked out. The last thing he saw was a small being with pale white skin and rosy cheeks.

"Emperor…" He spoke softly.

Blue opened his palm and looked at it for a moment as Silver stared through him. Blue didn't respond, instead hopping off the tree and standing upright against the storm.

"What are you doing, kid!?"

Korin's Telepathic pang shot through his mind.

"I must defend Mifan, if these evildoers have their way. I'm no better than them, not if I had the power to stop it. Besides, I have to atone." He glanced at Korin for only a moment, shifting his gaze to that of his previous acquaintances. He gave a salute to Copper and Silver before leaping into the fray, jumping and kicking Garlic Jr. in the chest.

The beast was far too resilient, completely tanking it and only moving back a fraction. Blue caught Garlic's right ankle and dangled for dear life, his foot already touching the whirlpool.

Beat got up and smiled, wiping the blood off his chin, his tail jiving.

Saiyans instinctively have a drive for adventure and pushing past one's limits. He didn't tackle Garlic Jr. into The Dead Zone to save anybody or be a hero, he did it just to beat ass and see what was on the other side.

Garlic's eyes widened as The Orin Saiyan slammed a right hand onto his eye, compounding the damage from earlier. Beat didn't stop there either, jamming a left knee right onto his face as his last attack before barely snatching onto his left wrist. The demon couldn't hold it back anymore and started slipping. Blue's body was almost fully submerged before he made a last-ditch effort, tugging him in with the Telekinetic hold using his right hand.

"I'm coming… Samuel…"

The three vanished into nothingness as soon as Garlic was fully enveloped and the seal closed.

SHuuuuuuWuuuuuWUUUUFFH!