And here's Part 2! Thanks for the support everyone, and I'll see you next time. - LLL

The Beach house's beach was calmly lapped by waves while Yamcha sunbathed and sipped his iced tea. Tien meditated upstairs in the attic. Downstairs, Master Roshi was up to his no good perverted schemes and was glued to the screen as he watched a group of women working out. "HEHE THAT'S RIGHT GIRLS, STICK YOUR CHEST OUT! HEHE ALL OUT!" Krillin groaned. "Could you please turn that sound down old man? Honestly, it's a wonder you haven't been arrested for being a pedophile, with all the stalking and those X-Ray binoculars Gohan gave you for Christmas..." Master Roshi didn't turn away from his television, but he did reply, "Yeah..well those broke, I used them too much."
Krillin only held his head before going over to the tv to turn it down manually. Roshi picked up his cup of tea and pushed Krillin down with surprising force. "Hands away from my tv!" Suddenly the earth shivered.

Yamacha leaped into the air as the ground shook under his feet, vibrating and causing the tide to spill over onto him and drench him completely. The hot cup of tea in Master Roshi's hand slipped, and Krillin yelled as it splashed on his bald head before slapping himself to try and wipe it off. Tien looked up as he always does and gasped, feeling the wave of power now get to him, it made him giddy. Rushing to the window, he said, "Guys come look!" Yamacha and the Master made their way over while Krillin slapped his head just a little longer. Yamacha's mouth fell. "What is that?" he asked in shock.

"What is what?" Krillin asked before shuffling himself over. What he saw astounded him, and he had swore that the might of Frieza would be the last thing to catch him off-guard. So when he saw a mini mushroom cloud, he was partially angry for not automatically thinking: Goku. Ah Goku, his best friend, the person that he could always count on to save the world when all else failed.
Yet it didn't help that these training sessions nearly destroyed it...

"Bulma is going to be so pissed..." Yamacha laughed, and soon the while room was laughing at the prospect of Bulma smacking Goku and Vegeta senseless. Suddenly there was a feeling of displacement, and Krillin turned around and saw a battle-colored Goku, Vegeta, and Piccolo suddenly in the living room. Goku collapsed to the ground the moment they arrived, and Vegeta a moment after. Only Piccolo remained standing, but it was through visible effort, with his whole body slightly shaking. Yamacha supported the Namekian while Tien, Master Roshi, and Krilling picked up Goku and Vegeta and sat them on a couch.

"Are you okay Goku?"Krillin asked, slapping the Saiyan a few times. Piccolo scoffed, "You slapping him sure isn't helping."

"Yeah well if he was at full strength Goku wouldn't even feel it! You don't know what's that's like Piccolo, to be powerless as you hope someone has the strength above you to do what they please, like someone just plucked a being and said, 'Bam, you are awesome, go kill everyone!" Krillin retorted with venom. Piccolo raised one thin eyebrow, but didn't comment.

Krillin shook with fury, memories of Frieza, and his death arising to the surface. "Why should Goku have all the power? Or even Vegeta, who isn't even on our side half the time, I mean he practically begged Frieza to kill Goku on Namek, so he could have the glory, and no distractions!" Krillin mimicked voice. "Oh don't waste your time on a clown Frieza, fight a true warrior instead!" "Vegeta doesn't deserve to be a Super Saiyan, or even with us, not with a soul like that!" The last sentence was a shout, and it commanded the attention of everyone in the room, including Goku and Vegeta.

"Gosh Krillin, I had no idea...Look, I didn't ask for all this to happen, gaining power has never been my goal. I only want to protect the people I care about, but in order to do that, I need their support." Goku tried to stand, but it took Yamcha and Tien's help to lift him. Goku hobbled over to Krillin, and then knelt next to the warrior monk, who had turned his head away.

"I need your support Krillin. Believe me, I often wish it didn't fall to me to fight and be strong, that I could not have to worry about my friends being hurt because they are strong enough to protect themselves. If you want to train with us, the only thing stopping you...is yourself."

"And me." Vegeta said as he stood up. Goku looked at his fellow racemen in perplexity. "Vegeta, what are you doing?"

Vegeta grunted as he took a strong stance. "No weakling's sweat is going to taint the pure work of Saiyan's while we train to restore our warrior race. The only reason the Namekian joins us is because he can keep up and has been trying from the beginning *he spat the next words* to protect your son, but no one can just join in because they got killed a few times. If they want in, well then, they have to demonstrate that in battle!"

The whole room exploded in fury. "Oh come on that's ridiculous!" Piccolo shouted.

"Vegeta! We just got away from a battle, now you want the Universe threatened again just so Krillin can get killed again?!" Goku screeched.

"Ahah! I knew it, you don't believe in me either Goku! However, this is what I was talking about, we just can't have someone like Vegeta around any longer!"

"No one is getting rid of me! I am the Prince of All Saiyans!" Vegeta proclaimed, chest swelling with undiluted pride and elitism. Krillin lunged at Vegeta the same moment Roshi turned on the television to the news channel.

"We interrupt this broadcast for a special report. A nuclear size mushroom cloud has developed over Mickey Town, revealing a devastated landscape where we can see through it. More details are coming in as we continue to report..."

Goku, Vegeta, and Piccolo shared a look. Krillin picked up on it. "Well, I guess Capsule Corp is going to lose a couple million in damages...But honestly what were you three thinking, blowing up near a civilian population like that?!"

"Krillin, we didn't train anywhere near there." Goku said slowly, eyes glued to the television.

"What?" Krillin replied, a grim tension settling on his face. Vegeta blinked. "It's true, that was no explosion caused by us. Something else is amiss here."

Piccolo simply watched the discussion, saving as much of his strength as he could. While his body had been raw and depleted of energy but 15 minutes ago, already he could stand without help, and some of his facial scars were already gone. Due to his regeneracy factor, he'd be ready to go in a few minutes. Goku's fists balled up. "Darn it! Just when I thought we'd have a break!"

Vegeta merely chuckled. "Well gather the troops Karorot, it's time to save the world again..."

"Hey guys look!" Yamacha ordered, and the Saiyans snapped their heads to the television screen. A news reporter was somewhat collected, but he had a bead of sweat running down his face. "We have just had word that Mickey Town is under attack by a group of machines that are unstoppable, and those not killed in the West Side of Mickey Town are being chased from the East by- he paused to read at his notes, as if he didn't quite believe them- a two-legged, green serpent that vacuums up people. We now have a helicopter at the scene. Frank are you there?"

The screen switched to show a bald, tanned man in his forties, and a tuxedo, with a microphone near his mouth. His eyes were wide with fear. "We have visual sights on the military, the military, which rolled in about two hours ago, when they discovered a supposed heat bloom build-up which discharged and caused the explosion in downtown Mickey Town, near the Liberty Reactor, and caused it to explode. Scientist Foorena Emohorror had this to say-

A prerecording of a scientist with a tv blurred face speaks, "Well at about 1800 hours, we picked up a heat build-up of electromagnetic energy in such a high quantity, well we thought a nuclear bomb went off!"

A news reporter asked, "Well what do you mean heat build-up?"

"Well, it wasn't exactly hot, but by heat build0up, I mean there was a build-up of radiation, and we call that hot, even though it has nothing to do with temperature." The reporter scratched his head tiredly, obviously science was not his fort'e. "What radiation was given off?" The scientist licked his lips. "I don't want to be ridiculed for my thoughts, and the military and I disagree on what I believe."

The reporter replied, "This is public news, let the public think of what you believe as they will. You could save a lot of lives."

"Well...this radiation, is similar to the intense and violent signature...needed for a possible worm hole jump.- The Z- Fighters moved closer to the tv while Master Roshi turned it up. -I believe, that somewhere in Mickey Town, a person from another time period resides, and that's why all this is happening. But I have no thoughts on why, that is all."-The recording blurred out, and the camera showed Frank.

"So there you have it Hey what's that over there?!" he shouted, pointing behind the camera. The camera swiveled and showed a host of explosions dotting the landscape in circular fires. Buildings blasted apart, and the military open fired upon groups of levitating people, where the bullets glanced off, and the people launched cars at the soldiers. Tanks returned fire, unloading enough ordinance to destroy a city, but the people caught, broke, disintegrated, or simply flew right through the bombardment, laughing as they threw blasts and swatted the military aside with ease. "Find the kid, and Goku! We can't let either of them receive that information, or the Doc will piISSED." One of them said in a cowboy like accent. Another human stooped low, with his trademark bandana flapping a little. "Shut up Android 13." Android 17 said, and then he flew off in search of the illustrious "kid". A tank fired an Armor Piercing Mortar at Android 17, who caught it with one hand, and laughed. He spotted the news helicopter, where Frank yelled at the pilot to fly away. "Hey, say cheese!" The Android cracked up as he hurled the shell, and the chopper could only watch it come towards them. Suddenly a dash of lines, similar to the Super Speeds of the Saiyans, appeared below the mortar, and it split in half as in one fell swoop, a teen, no older than 17, returned his sword to his sheathe and faced the camera. "Hello Dad, Piccolo." he said in a fast voice, eyes darting behind him to see 17 closing in. Vegeta's mouth hung open, did he just call him "Dad?" It made sense, Vegeta could see the traits of himself...and Capsule corp. Yes! It made sense. The man had yellow blond hair, but he wore the Capsule Corp jacket, meaning his mother...

"Bulma." Vegeta breathed, and he focused on the tv sharply. Piccolo's eyebrow raised as heard Vegeta's word, and then read his mind. He made the same gesture as when Goku had find out in another time that Bulma was Trunk's mother! The other Z-Fighters were talking to themselves.

"How does he know Piccolo?"

"Whoa, that move was bad-ass, he's fast!"

"That must be the kid."

Only Goku's attention remained riveted to the screen. The boy's next words were directed at him. "Goku, they're here to kill me, so do your Instant Transmission. NOW!" Trunks simply stated, and then he turned Super Saiyan before disappearing.

Wow that took forever! I'll update on Rise of the Jedi sometime this week...hopefully. Take care, and if you have any questions, problems, feelings, ideas, thoughts, spelling mistakes I didn't catch, anything, even if you just want to chat, let me know, and I'll be around. Take care, and read long folks-LLL