AN: I will be putting my other fics on hold, including all of mine on my other two accounts. The only ones I will be continuing as of now will be this one, and on MsMiniVan21, the one I updated last. The name has escaped my mind. Here is another chapter. Sorry for the long wait.
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Once all the balls were put in the middle of the huge circle, Dende outstretched his arms. "You ready?"
"Just do it already, Namek." Vegeta snapped, glaring daggers.
Dende sweat-dropped, instantly calling forth the eternal dragon. "Arise, Shenron!"
The sky became a dark stormy sky, a golden glow emanating from the balls. A roaring sound appeared fleetingly, then disappeared just a suddenly. A light shot out and up, twisting into a swirl in the sky, before morphing into a great dragon.
The group stood back and could only look. The dragon always seemed to get them. And he looked royally pissed. "What is it that you guys have summoned me for yet again?" the almighty dragon roared, red eyes flashing bright. He even sounded pissed.
"Eternal dragon, we summon you for your wishes-" Shenron gave a groan-like noise. "-and that is it. Will you do it?" Dende asked, marveling at his creation.
"I am here, aren't I?"
"Well, yes-" started Dende.
"-What are your three wishes?" Shenron cut the Namekian off. Everyone gave a collective intake of breath.
"We ask that you bring back everybody that has been killed by Cell."
"That is a task that is easily reached." His eyes glowed bright once more for a few seconds, before returning to normal. "Your wish has been granted." The words were long and seemed to be dragged out.
Everybody gave a sigh of relief.
"It's been done! They are all back!" Krillin shouted, jumping up. He gave Yamcha a big hug, briefly immobilizing the scar-faced human. Then, the light shined back into his widened eyes, and he returned the hug.
"We got them all back! Isn't that great, Vegeta?" Bulma hollered, throwing herself into her lover's arms.
He stood in place, not returning the hug. He was taken aback by the sudden display of affection. Why was the woman hugging him? "Does not matter to me." Even though it secretly did appease him. "But only in the slightest." he grumbled to himself. That thought alone brought him to hug her back. Only with one arm though.
Dende was currently in an embrace with Mr. Popo, and Piccolo was staring at Gohan, who was hugging his dad, all the things that happened previously, gone. He had the faintest of smiles on his face.
Trunks was holding his chibi counterpart, cooing happily.
A deep clearing of the throat stopped the celebrations, drawing all attention back to Shenron. He looked flushed, as if he were a teen, embarrassed by his mothers public display of affection. "What-what will the use of your other two wishes be?"
Dende straightened up. "Alright, thank you Shenron. Our next wish will be-" he fell silent, racking his brain. That was when he realized that he didn't know what else they were going to wish for. He looked back at the others, the question written on his face.
Bulma was the first to speak. Stepping forward, she cleared her throat. "I don't think that we have another wish to make." she confessed, shrugging her slim shoulders. "Yamcha?"
"No! I don't." he said aloud, having a completely different thoughts. "I wish that I was immortal, that's what my wish would be." The thought of dying again was really getting to his head. With an unstable Gohan here, it made his problems worse.
"What the hell did you just say, human?" Vegeta growled, turning his heated gaze to the idiot.
"What?" He was baffled. Did he say that out loud?
"You damn well know what I'm talking about. There is no way in hell that you are going to use that wish. You here me?" He took a step towards that skittish man, who, in turn, took a step back.
"What did he wish for, Vegeta?" Goku asked. This was all confusing him. He looked back and forth between the two men.
"Nothing." Yamcha blurted, shaking his head vigorously, aiming it at Vegeta, so to keep him quiet. "I don't want them to know. Please don't tell them." he begged silently.
Which the Sayian prince understood. Fully. He wanted to jab at the man. So, with a smirk, Vegeta opened his mouth to speak.
"Nothing, right?" Yamcha's words were a slur, nobody able to grab onto the concept of his blubbering.
"He wishes to become immortal." Shenron boomed, now sounding impatient. "That wish will be hard to make, but I can." The faintest glow started to appear in the dragon's eyes.
Vegeta grew mad. "NO! Not that wish!"
The light dropped out of Shenron's eyes. "That shan't be your wish? He wished it, did he not?"
"NO! He didn't. That would be very inconsiderate now, wouldn't it?" Bulma snapped, turning her heated gaze to her ex-lover.
"No!" Yamcha yelped as Vegeta flew at him, knocking him backwards. Yamcha flew back, crashing into the wall. "As if you couldn't tell, dragon." Vegeta seethed. "You damn well heard the other words that he uttered."
"Don't you accuse me, Sayian." The dragon snapped, eyes flashing a deep red.
"Shut up, Vegeta." Gohan growled. That made Vegeta stop the next words from coming out of his mouth.
An awkward silence fell upon the group, not a noise made. They could only look at one another.
All except for Krillin, who stood, head bowed, hands twisting together.
"Shall I just leave then?" The eternal dragon asked. Hope could faintly be heard with his almost indifferent tone.
A few beats of silence followed. Just as Bulma was taking a breath to answer, Krillin spoke.
"I wish that 18 was a human!" he shouted, face getting red with the pressure that he putting out. His eyes were clenched shut, and by the sound of his voice, the words were forced out, and all the hope in the world was there.
All attention was directed at the bald human, mouths falling open. Then their gazes traveled to the blond android lying at his feet.
The first thing to happen was for Vegeta to power up. All defenses were put up, the tension skyrocketing. So much, that you could cut it with a knife.
"Kill the damn thing!" Vegeta roared, putting his hands up, energy pushing out. The yellow aura surrounding the prince of all Saiyans spiked, electricity showing in the mix. He started to lunge, but was stopped.
"I'm sorry to interrupt, but I am afraid that I cannot turn her into a human. That is out of my grasp." Shenron boomed, not really sorry for the interruption.
"That means that I can still beat the bag of bolts." what was coming out of Vegeta's mouth couldn't quite make sense. That was how angered he was.
"NO!" Gohan shouted, reminding the Sayian to not anger the unpredictable teen.
Vegeta powered down, glaring. He hated feeling defenseless. He huffed, over ruling the urge to obliterate the washing machine.
Unbeknownst to the others, the android now had her piercing blue eyes open. She took Krillin by surprise when she jumped up, landing by him. Silence filled the clearing.
She held one arm around Krillin's neck, the other pointing at his head, thumb and index finger out, making it look like a gun. "One move, and the bald one dies."
A movement was seen out of the corner of her eye, and she let an energy ball form. "I said no move!" The teen still advanced closer, a pissed look gracing his features.
Krillin waited for the blackness, but it never came. When he looked, she was at the edge of the lookout, glaring at everybody. When her eyes landed on Krillin, they grew lighter, but it was still a glare. "I don't want to have to kill you, shorty. I do the rest, but I don't want to hurt you." with that, she jetted off and away.
Vegeta made a move to follow her, but Goku stood in his path of travel. He screeched to a stop, growling. "Get the hell out of my way, Kakarot. I will not hesitate to blast you into oblivion."
"Leave her be." was all Goku said before Gohan stepped in.
No signs of anger showed, a look of compassion taking its place. "It's true, Vegeta."
"What the hell does it mean to you, Gohan? She killed a lot of people too!" he was aiming to get the teen on his side of things, but Gohan did not waver. The determined look stayed on his boyish features.
"So that may be, but she just spared Krillin." Gohan pointed out.
That angered the saiyan prince. "What? Just because she let him off the hook doesn't make the rest of the world any safer."
"She spared us also, Vegeta." Goku chimed in, correcting the older Sayian.
Vegeta looked at Goku sharply, face becoming a deep red. "That's us, Kakarot!" he yelled, "that isn't said for the rest of the human population!" his voice rose by the minute. He eyes widened, a thought coming to him. "We wished her brother back alive, too!" without him knowing, he transformed into a super Sayian.
Goku was reduced to a pile of shock. "Vegeta, you actually care about the humans? When did this happen?"
"Don't egg him on, Goku."Piccolo reasoned, resting a hand on his ex-nemesis's shoulder. The Saiyan looked at the Namekian, confusion in them.
"I wasn't, Piccolo."
"Yes, you were, in an unintentional way. Let's calm him down first. I do highly doubt that she will kill any humans."
Goku nodded his head in agreement, finally seeing where the green man was coming from. "Got it."
"Vegeta, you have to see," Gohan started, happening to hear the whole conversation, "she has changed. You might not see it, but I do." he dropped his head. "This is a chance for me to redeem myself." he gathered up his wits, seeing the Saiyan prince start to move around him. "You have to start to see that, Vegeta!" Gohan kicked him in the gut, with enough force to kill an elephant. It knocked the breath out of the cocky Saiyan, reducing him to his base form. It also brought him to his knees.
"Gohan, enough." Piccolo said, catching Gohan's attention. The young man stopped, completely listening to to his mentor. Turning to Vegeta, Piccolo continued, "It is all true. Listen. This will do you a bit of good. You'll see." turning around, the Namekian started towards the eternal dragon, who had his eyes closed, It looked like he was trying not to have a mental breakdown. "We need to finish. Anyone know what to wish for? If not, we have to let Shenron go."
Everybody shook their heads, showing that they didn't have anything. Krillin looked at the ground, a hurt expression written on his face.
"I do..." Gohan called out. His voice fell in pitch, as if he wasn't sure he was right in doing so.
"Yes son?" The teen had everybody's undivided attention. The attention that he was getting was unnerving.
"You see, I think that we should use a wish to control my powers." when he only got blank stares, he hurried to explain more. "So that I don't go out of control easily. Something that would help me master it."
Faces lit up, finally in understandment.
"That's a brilliant idea, Gohan!"Trunks exclaimed, jumping into the conversation. He had been studying the group in the background. He hadn't had anything to say. This was interesting to watch, nothing the less. "I don't think that there will be another wish that could be better than this, to be honest." he looked down, flashes of his future going at the speed of light through his head, unrelentlessly. "I don't want you guys to lose what you have over this. I don't want what I have done to be wasted." he couldn't help that his voice was rising.
"Woah! What's wrong, bud?" Gohan asked, running up to the Saiyan.
Trunks lifted his head, vivid eyes staring holes into the teens own eyes. "I came here to save you guys from destruction. I came here to keep you guys from heading in the direction of my time. I want great things for you." a tear slipped down his face. Others soon followed. "I don't want you guys to have to go through the pain as I have." he choked the last words, "I want you guys to have a chance. So far, it-it has worked!" the pain that he was experiencing was the pain of his past, and of the pain that could happen to a time that he had tried to save.
"It's alright, Trunks, baby!" Bulma exclaimed, tears of her own falling. She didn't want to see him like this. She enveloped him in a giant hug: one that he returned. "I love you, son." she whispered, shaking her head into his chest.
"Enough..." Vegeta started, but couldn't finish. The breath wasn't the problem at this time. He couldn't fully go through with the cold, unemotional facade. It touched him too. He didn't want to admit it, though.
"I'm sorry to cut this short, but we have an impatient dragon waiting on us." Piccolo interrupted. He felt the pain that Trunks was feeling.
"Please. Give me your wish, or let me go." Shenron's voice was wavering, and slower than ever.
"Right. Go ahead, Gohan." Trunks wiped the tears away, nodding to the demi-Saiyan. In turn, Gohan nodded back.
he stepped forward, intending to give the eternal dragon his wish. "Shenron, I wish that I could control my power completely."
A long silence reached out, the dragon seeing if he had the power. "I don't have enough power to do that."
Shouts of anger rang out, and Gohan's hopes fell.
"Is this time really supposed to be doomed?" Trunks though in outrage. This all seemed so surreal.
"I do, however, have just enough power to help you contain it easier."
Hopes soared. Gohan looked up sharply, his heart beating fast. "Really? How?"
"Let me grant you this wish first before I explain it to you." as like before, his eyes glowed a bright red. The suspense built as the time ticked by.
One minute went by.
Two minutes went by.
"Your wish has been granted." Shenron said, eyes returning to normal.
Gohan checked himself to see if anything was different. He couldn't detect anything changing. A sharp pain did hit his back. He yelped, falling to the ground.
"Gohan!" Krillin yelled, rushing to his best friends son. The pained look on the teens face soon disappeared. He stood up, acting like nothing happened.
"What the hell just happened?" Vegeta roared, having just about enough of the bullshit that was going on. He knew that it wasn't bullshit, but it had been going on forever. He just wanted this to be done.
"Patience, Vegeta." Dende warned, not tearing his gaze from his creation. It was almost unbelievable how he actually had created this being. He thought something would have went wrong. Something like, say, he messed up, and only two wishes could be made. And or the fact that something else went wrong along with it. Something like, say, the dragon was made with a much lower limit than this. He created a powerful dragon. Pride swelled in his heart.
"Don't you tell me what-"
"Listen. What I have done was regrown Gohan's tail. With that, he can learn to control his power more. The tail will help him focus more by being his second brain."
"Kind of like a Saiyan brain? So that he has the reason of a Saiyan?" Vegeta asked.
"Yes, Vegeta, like that. It will not, however, give him complete control. He still has his human brain in the mix. In the long run, it shall help. What may be your last wish?" Shenron demanded.
Again, the humans and Saiyans could only look at each other.
It was Krillin's turn again. "I have one." this time, he said it quietly, and his eyes were open.
"What may it be?" relief dawned upon the eternal dragons face.
"Could you take the detonators out of the two androids?" his gaze leveled with each and everyones own gaze.
"It shall be done." The dragon said quickly, leaving no time for the people to stop him. His eyes glowed red, and all too soon, it was over. The eternal Dragon, Shenron disappeared, the dragon balls flying into the air. The loud noise, like the one that came when the eternal dragon was summoned, came with it. They soon went into theor own corners of the universe.
"Krillin! What if anyone else wanted to wish something?" Bulma shouted, anger showing on her face.
"Like me!" Yamcha's voice echoed. It sounded hurt.
"NOT LIKE YOURS!" the blue-haired woman screamed, spit spewing out of her mouth.
"I think that Krillin had a good one." Gohan piped up. He really did think it was a good one. They wouldn't be able to blow up.
That reminded everybody of Gohan.
"Where is your tail?" Goku asked excitedly. He checked everywhere, except for the place that it was.
"It's on his lower back, nimrod." Vegeta pointed out.
The Z fighters chuckled.
"Right where it should be, dad." Gohan gave his own laugh. A jet-like sound came out of nowhere.
"Did you really think that you would be saving your petty planet from my brother and I by wishing our detonators were gone?" a Very female voice chirped, sounding very irritated.
Krillin gulped.
AN:Did you like this chapter? I know it is taking forever for me to get it really going, but I had to get all the boring stuff out if I wanted to actually get to the good stuff. Well, thank you for your support, and please leave a review telling me what you though about it. I promise that by next chapter, I will have everything I need to make it go forward.