The sun stood proudly in the middle of the blue sky
The sun stood proudly in the middle of the blue sky. There was barely a cloud floating overhead and the soft breeze of the sea had just started blowing by. It was days like these that made Earth seem more special then it actually was.
The tide washed up the sandy beach and collided with the green boots on Jericho Sedici. It wasn't often that he came to a beach and there was only one beach in the world he ever went to only because it was the home of his financial supporter. At the moment, this beach surrounded the small island that Jericho stood on. In the middle of the island, a small pink house with the words "Kame House" painted in big red letters on one side stood. Surrounding the house was a moat of green grass with a beach chair and a couple palm trees sitting in it.
Jericho took in a deep breath of the salty air before walking towards the house and knocking on the front door. It was awhile before a frail old man wearing a hula shirt and shorts, red rimmed sunglasses reflecting the sun's rays along with his bald head. The only evidence of hair on the man's body was his white mustache and beard. "Oh, Jericho. It's you."
"Yes, it is I," the monotone man replied, a small smile on his lips.
"It's been awhile since your last visit. Everything going okay?" the hermit said as he stepped through the doorway, closing the door behind him.
"Everything is going well. I have laid down the proposal you and I talked about."
"Is that so?" the hermit said as he walked onto the beach. "I hope you know what you're doing. This is a dangerous game we're playing and one wrong move will be the end of it."
"I am aware of the risk Master Roshi," Jericho said, walking onto the beach and standing next to the hermit, both of them looking out to the horizon. "What of the rumors of the recent saiyan rebellions?" he questioned.
Roshi shook his head. "I don't really understand it myself. It seems they've dropped that honor code of theirs. Civilians have been attacked recently."
Jericho jerked his head to look at the shorter man. "Are you sure? They've never attacked civilians before."
Roshi just stared out into the sea. "Personally, I think something's afoot. Why would they just now start attacking noncombatants? Unless they have something else up their sleeve; I just have no idea what this situation is going to bring."
Looking back to the sea, Jericho asked "Is there some kind of pattern occurring?"
"Seems they attack a military compound after the attack on the settlement. But what's strange about it is that they don't charge into town. They use a more artillery approach."
"Could it be that artillery of theirs is just a cover for something else?"
Roshi's head shot up. "Of course! That's why the documents had gone missing!"
Jericho cocked his head. "Documents?"
Calming down somewhat, Roshi answered. "Every time there was a saiyan attack, documents had gone missing. Interesting enough, those missing documents just happened to be about the military compounds they would attack later."
A soft breeze blew by. "Did they just annihilate the base or was there something else they did?"
"Odd you should ask that. One base they attacked was one the soldiers call 'Satellite Hub.' It seemed they went in and destroyed a bunch of it and retreated without finishing the job. Also a space shuttle the military was planning on launching went missing during the fighting."
Jericho frowned as he went over this latest information. That was when he felt an evil presence nearby. Reacting immediately, Jericho swung his body around and fired a ki blast; the blast tearing through a corner of the pink house and flew out to sea, exploding over water.
"Come out spy," Jericho ordered, hand still raised in order to fire another blast.
The last thing on earth he expected to show its face appeared. A large, lanky brown and green thing walked around the corner, black spots littering his green skin along with two insect like wing covers; a reptilian face glowering at him and a long green tail with a needle point waving behind him.
"Very perceptive Sixteenth chair. I didn't think you would sense me," the reptilian voice said, the slits that were its eyes observing him.
"What are you?" Jericho said disgust evident in this voice. Roshi just looked on, his sunglasses hiding what ever emotions his eyes showed.
"I'm not too surprised that you don't know me Sixteenth chair. I am known as Android Twenty One but that code name is very bland if you ask me." Something that looked like a smile etched itself onto Twenty-one's face. "I much prefer another name that I made myself. You can call me Cell."
"Hmmm, I know about you. You're that assassin in the shadows I've heard about," Roshi said, catching Jericho off guard. As the taller man looked at Roshi with a surprised look, he started to surmise that the whole revelation shouldn't have been that surprising. With certain opponents of Gero's disappearing at key moments, it stood to reason that something suspicious was occurring. Turning his attention back to the thing called Cell; the red headed man asked "So what is it you want with us?"
"It's very simple my tall friend. I've been sent to kill you and I'm going to do just that."
"The only person that is going to die today will be you Cell," Jericho responded.
That strange smile appeared once more as Cell replied "We'll see about that." Lunging, Cell flew towards Jericho, throwing a right hook.
Jericho easily caught the punch, landing his own as he punched Cell in the head, sending the reptile flying into the air. Roshi took cover by the palm trees, studying the quick exchange. Apparently, his Mohawk friend had taken up Gero's offer of becoming a cyborg in order to get that strength.
Cell managed to straighten himself out as he tumbled through the air. Landing on the ground, the reptile charged again, throwing a series of punches and kicks that Jericho easily blocked. Jumping several feet away, Jericho aimed his arm at Cell, his hand balled into a fist.
"Rocket punch!" he yelled out as his hand and forearm separated from his arm and flew into the surprised Cell's face. As Cell jerked back from the impact, the arm ricocheted into the air, flipping end over end back to Jericho, who caught the appendage, reattached it, and then charged the reptile, attacking with a roundhouse kick.
Jericho was surprised when Cell blocked the attack. Using his opponent's surprise, Cell swung his tail, nailing the sixteenth chair in the head. Raising both arms, Cell fired multiple ki blasts, blowing the taller man into the sea.
"That's one down, one old man to go," Cell said grinning. Turning his attention to Roshi, he never saw the punch that nailed him in the head, knocking him to the ground. As Cell regained his senses, two large hands gripped his tail and started to swing him around.
Releasing the fifth appendage, Cell flew into the air, spinning. Jericho, still dripping with salt water, raised one of his arms and fired a large ki blast; Cell vanishing into the blast screaming. Jericho dropped his arm, still staring at the smoke that was dissipating. He smiled. So much for that assassin.
"Jericho, behind you!" Roshi cried out. Turning around, Jericho soon saw a fist imbed itself in his face, stunning him. As he was stunned, a hand jabbed itself at the red head, piercing the man's armor and into his body. Jericho's eyes grew wide as he coughed up blood. How could he have been this careless?
A tail then wrapped around his neck, slowly crushing his windpipe. Jericho's hands clamped down on the appendage, trying to remove it. After no success on that attempt, Jericho lifted his hand to fire another Rocket Punch but the arm was knocked aside before it fired, the tail tightening even more. Jericho could feel his air deprived lungs screaming for fresh air.
Through this excruciating ordeal, Jericho slowly fell into unconsciousness and death soon after; his other arm falling to his side as he hung limply by the tail. Loosening his grip, the dead man's body fell to the ground, never to move again. Cell stood over it haughtily. Now it was time to finish the job.
Just as Cell turned once more to look at Roshi, a foot nailed the reptile in the face, sending the proud reptilian into the sea, his splash sending water high into the air. As Cell, rose out of the water, the liquid dripping from him as he hovered; he saw old man Roshi standing in a martial arts stance, ready to fight.
"So old man, you think you can take me on?" Cell mocked. Roshi never replied, still in his stance. "Fine then, let's see how you do against this!" the reptilian yelled as he dashed towards the hermit.
Dodging the first punch, Roshi clothesline Cell, leaving him hanging in midair upside down as he sent an array of kicks into his midsection. With the surprised maneuver catching him off guard, the kicks did much damage to Cell's stomach and ego. With one final kick, Roshi sent the reptile flying across the island. Recovering, Cell pushed his hands against the ground, flipping himself onto his feet, his tail lashing out behind him to protect his blind spot from the hermit.
Turning around, Cell said "You're a lot better than I thought old man."
Roshi answered this time. "If you were any kind of martial artist, you would've been able to prevent that humiliation. As much as you like to brag about your strength, you never stood a chance of hitting me the moment you charged. You're not as strong as you think you are."
Cell smirked. "Well, I was stronger than your friend over there."
Not even turning his head to look at his fallen companion, Roshi continued his dissection. "While you did take advantage of my friend dropping his guard, you had to use a sneak tactic to accomplish that. If Jericho had any martial arts training, that would've never happened. But since it did, you have to fight me now; and I won't go down as easily as you think I will."
Cell's smirk became a frown. "Big words from a small man," he said before launching himself into another attack. As he neared the seasoned warrior, Cell threw his fist at him, only for it to go through Roshi. Totally surprised, he saw Roshi slowly vanished. Looking around, he saw the veteran standing behind him, still in a fighter's stance. Before Cell tried another attack, he spied out of the corner of his eye another Roshi in the same stance. Before he knew it, a whole circle of Roshis surrounded the reptile, each in the same stance.
Growling, Cell flung his tail around him and swept it through all of the Roshi images, each one vanishing as his tail went through it. When all the images disappeared, Cell yelled out "You expect me to fall for the same trick twice?"
Suddenly, the sand at Cell's feet collapsed into a hole, throwing off the reptilian's footing. Roshi then burst out of the sand in front of Cell, upper cutting him as he flew up. When the hermit's feet touched the ground again, he dashed forward, his elbow digging into Cell's midsection. Then Roshi slammed his palm up into Cell's chin before using the same palm to slam into the reptile's chest, sending him flying.
Once the combo was finished, Roshi said "Yes, I did expect you to fall for the same trick."
However, Cell recovered much more quickly then the hermit expected, firing several ki blasts. The barrage caught the old man off guard, sending him across the island, burning wounds as evidence of the attack.
"What did you think about that old man?" Cell taunted.
Moving his arms and legs around, Roshi inspected the damage, concluding that he'd still be able to fight. Turning his attention to Cell's taunt, the veteran replied "I guess I'll have to use my full power to beat you."
"Oh? You've been holding back on me? Well, let's see that full power of yours," Cell said, licking his lips with his lizard tongue.
Roshi just stood in front of Cell, his sunglasses hiding his stare of concentration. As Cell watched, he slowly felt the old man's power level steadily rise until it suddenly jumped. Within a moment, Roshi's whole body expanded, his muscles bulking up to impossible levels for an old man. His hula shirt was completely shredded, leaving only his shorts and sandals intact. What was only a frail old man's body was replaced with one of a body builder; giant muscles expanding and contracting with the hermit's breathing, giant veins popping out on top of his bald head.
The whole transformation caught Cell by surprise. Although his face didn't show much emotion, his eyes widening was all the proof needed to show his shock.
As Roshi steadied his breathing, he started walking straight at Cell, who in turn dropped into a defensive stance. It was like that for what seemed like hours as Roshi covered the space separating the two fighters. When Roshi came within spitting distance of the reptilian, he stopped, looking up to the taller warrior. Cell continued with his stance, watching for any sudden movements.
Finally, Roshi made the first move, throwing a punch at Cell's face. Cell promptly caught the fist but underestimated the power behind the punch as the back of his hand was pushed into his face, the full brunt of the punch making itself known on the reptile's face. As Roshi threw a follow up punch, Cell jumped away, putting space between the two fighters. No wonder the old man just walked up to him. Although the punch was powerful, he didn't have enough speed to hit him due to his increased body mass. But Cell knew he couldn't just dodge the attacks forever. With the terrain of sand, he could easily slip and it would all be over momentarily. He had been lucky enough to slow that first punch when he tried to catch it, knocking off some of the brutal power.
Roshi lunged at Cell, fist ready for another attack. Cell waited patiently until Roshi threw his first punch, dodging it, and then counterattacking. However, Cell's punch never landed as Roshi caught it and then grabbed a hold of the reptile's arm.
Lifting Cell off the ground by his arm, Roshi swung the reptile over his head and slammed him into the ground. A following kick sent Cell flying off the island, skimming on the water like a rock skipping on water. After the fifth skip, Cell regained control; stopping his momentum, his insect like wings flinging themselves open.
Looking at Roshi, a look of hatred on his bruised face, he saw the old man cup his hands in front of him and then brought them to his right side. Cell could faintly hear words being spoken but he wasn't able to make them out. He was able to make out the glowing blue ball of energy that appeared in the hermit's hands. Suddenly, Roshi thrust his cupped hands in front of him, launching a large blue beam.
Without hesitating, Cell flew high into the air, dodging the blast. Looking behind him, he saw the blast blaze towards an island, obliterating it in a massive explosion. Cell got a shocked expression on his face. How in the world could an old man have that much power without the modifications that Gero had created? It didn't matter though. Cell had new plans for this hermit. Slowly hovering back to the island, a reptilian smirk crossed Cell's face.
Landing on the island, a smirk on his face, Cell said "That's some power you have there old man."
Roshi didn't respond.
"Not much of a talker, are you? But that's okay. You don't have to be with what I've got planned for you."
Once again, Roshi didn't respond.
Cell continued to smirk until he gave out a war cry, firing a ki blast that explode at Roshi's feet; scattering sand into the air. When the sand settled, Roshi couldn't see hide nor hair of the reptilian. Even trying to sense his power level gave no results. Looking around, Roshi managed to spot a weird looking shadow in front of him. It was thin and long, towering over the hermit with an odd bowl looking thing on the end. Turning around, the hermit saw Cell, his tail sticking high about his head, the needle point transformed into a bowl like shape.
Suddenly, the bowl slammed down over Roshi's head, encompassing the top third of the hermit's body, pinning his arms to his sides. Even as he struggled, his grunts and screams muffled by the inside of the bowl; the tail muscles began contracting and expanding, pulling the hermit deeper and deeper in to the tail. Hours seemed to pass by as Roshi was carried along the inside of the tail until he entered Cell's body, the bulge of Roshi's being disappearing into Cell's torso.
Cell closed his eyes and waited. Suddenly, a massive power surge filled his body. His muscles expanded to unsightly proportion, veins popping out of his arms and legs. Cell gave out a scream of pain as his body continued to expand until it seemed his body reached its maximum size and then contracted; returning back to its original size.
Cell breathed out raggedly. It had been awhile since he absorbed anyone of decent power. It was amazing how much power the old geezer had in him.
Very invigorating.
"Un-be-liev-able," was all Gohan could say. Staring at the wreckage of their second ship, it was pretty understandable. It had barely been two days since they had escaped the space pirate Bojack and they already ran into more trouble. An Earth battle cruiser had spotted them and thought it would go in for an easy kill. Fortunately, the saiyan trio repealed their attack.
Unfortunately, they crashed on a planet in the process.
Sparks shot out of the ruined vessel, as flames burned different portions of the ship. Smoke was rising lightly due to the fact that there wasn't much of anything left to burn or that could be burned.
"AHA!" Trunks shouted out from inside the wreckage. Walking out of the crashed ship, Trunks carried a huge smile on his face. "I figured out what planet we're on guys!"
"And?" Gohan asked.
"And what?" Trunks responded perplexed.
"And what planet are we on?" Gohan said as patiently as possible.
"Oh! Why didn't you say so?" Trunks said, nearly making the older saiyan give in to the urge of knocking him upside the head.
"Just tell me what planet we're on Trunks," Gohan said exasperated.
"Apparently we're on the planet Majiventa. Does that sound familiar to you?"
Taking over Gohan's vocals, Piccolo answered that. "I believe that the Earthlings are in a military campaign here but they've had some problems with the planet's guardian."
Trunks stared at Gohan/Piccolo oddly. "I don't think I'll ever going to get use to that," Trunks muttered. Shortly after escaping Bojack, Gohan had explained to Goten and Trunks the unique position he was in due to the fusion with Piccolo. While it relieved the younger saiyans that Piccolo wasn't actually dead, it kind of freaked them out when Piccolo decided to speak using Gohan's mouth, his own gruff voice replacing Gohan's normal voice. While Piccolo didn't do it much, it was an odd moment or two before the younger boys could speak again.
"And how would you know that?" Trunks questioned.
"Before I came to Vegeta, I heard rumors of a stalled human campaign that was very reminiscent of the Saiyo-Earthling War. The humans haven't been able to get a foothold on the planet so there wasn't much need for me to come here when my services could've been used elsewhere," Piccolo answered.
Taking a look around the place, Trunks said "Well, these humans must be pretty dumb to think they'll be getting one soon. Why'd they want a place like this anyways?"
Looking around as well, Gohan had to admit Trunks had a point. Surrounding the crash site was what looked like miles and miles of desert. There were a few patches of grass here and there but otherwise the planet didn't look too appealing.
"There's probably some kind of useable resource that the humans covet back on their home planet. Not to mention that they could station a base here for easier troop transfers, supply lines, and it would be a lot easier to have a command center closer to the battle field on another planet," Goten said, speaking up for the first time since the crash.
Trunks and Gohan stared at the saiyan. Goten actually had a good point there.
(Sometimes that kid amazes me) Piccolo said mentally.
(Well of course he would. I taught him ya know) Gohan responded proudly.
(That's not saying much Kid)
(Piccolo. Shut up)
A dry chuckle was all Gohan got in response. Ignoring the Namek, Gohan said to the other two "If the humans don't have much of a foothold on this planet, then it would be okay to fly for help. Maybe get another ship."
Goten and Trunks nodded their heads. The three saiyans then lifted after ground and flew towards the east. The expanse of desert seemed to cover everything as they flew above it. It seemed to take hours for them to reach a landscape of a more habitable environment. What was once desert, was now a sea of grass, a few trees sparsely populating the area. A small creek ran through the grassland, opening into a small pond that the three saiyans took a much needed break at. Never had water tasted so good.
After their pit stop, the trio continued flying until the landscape changed again, becoming more rugged and hilly. It wasn't long after entering this environment that Goten spotted something ahead of them. "Guys! Do you see that?"
Searching in front of him, Gohan saw the thing Goten was talking about. Standing on a small cliff, a pink blob was standing, looking out over the horizon.
The pink creature was very fat, no question about it. It wore white pants with a stylized M on its belt. It's black vest didn't hide any of the creature's protruding belly as it hung over the creatures belt. Odd looking yellow gloves were on its hands, completing the ensemble. Looking at its face, its chubby face and squinted eyes gave it the look of an innocent child. A short antenna on its head stuck out to Gohan but if looked in the right light, it seemed to fit the picture too.
Drifting to the ground, the saiyan trio hid behind some decent sized boulders, lying on their stomachs as they studied the pink creature.
"What is that?" Trunks asked, completely enveloped by the creature's appearance.
"Beats me," was Goten's response.
The three continued to observe the pink creature when the sound of several engines became audible. Turning to look in the direction the pink blob was looking; Gohan saw many human assault vehicles heading straight for the pink thing.
Looking back at the creature, Gohan could tell that it was unperturbed by the oncoming military force. About fifty yards away, the military forced stopped. One of the humans stepped out of his vehicle, a megaphone in hand. Walking a small distance away from his convey, he put the megaphone to his lips and addressed the pink creature. "Okay Majin. I'm going to make this very simple for you. You are to surrender the planet to Earth's military force or we'll destroy your whole civilization. Do you understand?"
The pink blob just stared at him, a carefree smile on its face. Then it started to talk in a very high pitched voice. "Hahaha, Buu not surrender for bad men. Buu having too much fun. Buu want to have more. Will you play with Buu?"
The human with the megaphone started to sweat nervously. "No, I'd appreciate it very much if you just surrendered the planet."
The carefree smile dropped from the Majin's face. "You no play with Buu. Why that?"
"Because the Earth's military can't play with monsters like you."
A very pissed off look crossed the pink creature's face. "You don't play with Buu. You make Buu mad. Buu don't like people who don't play with Buu. Buu make you dead." With each word making the Majin's voice deeper, the last few words sending shivers down the spying saiyans' spines.
The pink creature started to suck in air, it's belly expanding as air filled it. The humans down below were scrambling to get their vehicles moving, trying to escape the mad Majin's temper. Gohan watched in curiosity as the creature just sucked in air. What kind of attack was it planning?
Suddenly, the creature unleashed the air it had gathered, a giant stream of air destroying everything it encountered, the humans disappearing within the dirt and dust that was kicked up from the attack. When the dirt cloud disappeared, only scraps of metal could be found on the small plain.
"What an attack!" Goten exclaimed once he saw the damage.
The other two saiyans could only nod their head in agreement. If either one of them or another saiyan had an attack like that, then they wouldn't have to worry about the human menace on their planet.
"Right you are," a feeble voice said from behind them. All three on them jumped into fighting stances, turning to face the person who snuck up on them. All they found was a small, green man, blue and orange robes piled up on his body, long whiskers hanging from his small snout. A weird looking M was carved into his black forehead, which stuck out from the rest of his green form.
"Who are you," Gohan barked out. Although the small man had a very weak power level, the saiyan still didn't like the fact that someone could just sneak up on him.
A small smile graced the snout of the man. "I am known as the wizard Bibidi. You four must be new to this planet since you don't seem to be from around here."
Piccolo made his presence known inside Gohan's head. (He knows about me Kid)
The man called Bibidi continued on talking when the three didn't respond. "I don't mean you any harm but I would like to know about the people spying on my creation."
Trunks jerked his head to look at the childish pink blob before turning back to ask "You made that thing?"
"Yes I did," the wizard responded. "I made him to protect this planet I call home. So if you don't want me to sic him on you, you'd do best to tell me who you are."
Dropping from his stance, Trunks and Goten following suit, Gohan said "We're saiyans from the planet Vegeta. We crashed on your planet and ran into your friend over there. He's pretty strong if he can take out a whole human military unit with one attack."
"Oh, so you're saiyans. Haven't seen your kind around since the Earthlings left Earth. Makes me curious to know what you would be doing here rather than fighting the Earthlings on your home planet."
"We're on a mission for our planet which involved going into space. Haven't had much luck since we left home."
"So you can make a strike on Earth I take it?" the wizard said shocking the three saiyans.
"How would you know that?" Goten asked, surprised.
"I may not look strong but I do have some mind reading abilities," Bibidi answered, smiling. "It seems we're allies in this conflict with the Earthlings. Why don't you come to my home so you can rest and get some food into you?"
Rising from the ground, the wizard started to fly away, leaving the trio staring after him.
"I think we should follow him," Trunks said after awhile. "He doesn't seem to be that bad of a guy."
"I agree," Goten concurred. "I'm getting hungry too."
"It'd probably be best if we did. We could possibly get another ship," Gohan agreed.
The three saiyans took off after the flying wizard, catching up to him quickly. Gohan adjusted his speed to match with Bibidi's as he began to question to short man. "So what's your creation's name?"
The smaller man smiled. "I, and the rest of the planet, call him Majin Buu. He was made for the sole purpose of being this planet's guardian, protecting its people from harm."
Gohan looked at Bibidi befuddled. "Uh, I didn't ask why you made him."
Bibidi turned his head to look at Gohan. "No you didn't, but you were going to ask that soon enough. I just beat you to it."
Gohan gave a small grin. "So what's the situation here?"
The smile that was on Bibidi's face disappeared. "The Earthlings are very persistent though they can't establish themselves on the planet. Buu makes sure they don't. However, the people of this planet are becoming restless with this human menace. They keep putting more pressure on Buu to get rid of them when it's not that simple."
Gohan nodded. "So what's making it difficult?"
"The Earthlings found an abandon asteroid where they could build a base. They just keep stockpiling their men, supplies, and weapons there so it'll take awhile before the Earthlings give up on the planet," Bibidi replied. "But none of the people here accept it. It was as if they believed that a couple of victories would drive the enemy away. With the constant demand to get rid of the Earthlings, Buu is starting to get irritable. Despite his childish antics, the criticism is going to get to him sooner or later and I honestly don't know what would happen if that were to occur."
"What's that supposed to mean?" Trunks asked, flying on the other side of Bibidi.
Bibidi sighed. "Buu is made out of a unique magic that is very unpredictable at times. If kept happy, nothing will disturb it. However, if irritated, the results could be catastrophic."
Gohan just looked ahead. The saiyan trio was gonna have to leave this planet before anything bad happened. Hopefully that catastrophic event wouldn't occur while they were here.
Hopefully.
To dbzfan952: Thanks. Trying to do new things is a bit hard but usually worth it, especially when you can keep your readers guessing on what will happen nexts. So far I've been successful in that department. And thanks for the updated website. I'll be sure to fix that.
Hmmm, you sure about that change of address dbzfan? I've tried the link but I've had no success with it. Just wanted to make sure I could get to it before I told everyone else.