The Impossible
Chapter Three - Strength in Numbers
Trunks had finally caught back his breath after nearly drowning. He thought about asking the one question he knew neither Marron, Goten nor Gohan would have the answer to. A glance was all he needed to exchange with Goten to profess his query.
He simply responded with a shrug and a shake of the head. He too had no idea what had just happened. And why they were suddenly unable to fly themselves to safety.
"This is just some horrible dream isn't it?" Marron mumbled not looking any of them in the eye as she struggled to tie a piece of fabric she ripped from her scarf around her hand where she had several minor cuts.
Trunks took the ends of the fabric from her and retied it properly after seeing her struggle to complete the tack that required two hands. She smiled lightly in thanks but returned to her fretting.
Gohan appeared to be a little too distraught to make any comment. He just sat on the grass like a statue, running through every detail in his mind, wondering where he went wrong and what he could have done. Goten had been counting on him to know what happened and what they should do next. But it was obvious he was going to be of no help.
After his brothers silence Goten decided that it would fall on his own shoulders to take charge.
"Ok, let's start with what we do know," he announced gathering their attention.
"There was a rumble in the ground around 2 hours prior to the wave hitting, which itself preceded the splitting of the earth."
"That's right," Marron agreed, remembering the crevice forming in the ground that she almost fell into.
"And Pan and I flew in late to the party, only a little before that first tremor, so our powers must have went away during that 2 hour gap," Goten concluded.
"What are you saying?" Marron questioned.
"Maybe us losing our powers and the weird environmental occurrences are linked together," he responded.
"I guess it's logical, but I don't see why it would make sense. Our powers aren't usually connected to our environments and the Saiyans have been able to fly on many different planets in many different environment. The gravity is the only element that makes a difference, I guess," said Trunks.
"So maybe there was some massive shift in gravity that caused the earthquake and tsunami?" Marron suggested.
"If the gravity was affected so much to render us flightless then there would be no way Marron could sustain it, no offence," Goten pointed out.
She growled at the insult but knew it was true.
"What do you think happened Gohan?" Goten asked, knowing his brother was far more intelligent than he, and would have a better idea.
Gohan's eyebrows creased together as he changed the subject, "Who was on our side of the split when the tsunami came?"
Marron could only remember that she was with Goten and Trunks when the earth started splitting and she just ran for it after that, she hadn't even realised the wave was coming until it hit her.
"Dad and Vegeta were in the Gravity pod, which was on our side, I think?" Goten recalled.
"Yes it was," Trunks agreed, "And I think Chi-Chi was on our side too, she just said goodbye to us just before the ground started splitting, remember Marron?"
"Yes that's right," Marron remembered, "Then she was heading to your car to put away her things," she told Gohan.
"Everyone else must have been on the opposite side," Gohan said, thinking back. He clenched his fist, remembering Pan running to pull Videl away from the edge of the earth.
Goten pulled out his mobile phone from his pocket, finding that it was dead. Most likely destroyed by the submersion.
"That's a good idea," Trunks said, "Everyone check your phones and empty your pockets."
"My phones dead," Goten sighed, but pulled everything else out of his pockets.
"Well I guess you don't have the latest Samsung 9, completely waterproof and shockproof," he chuckled a little, feeling the need to break the tension with a little joke. Trunks pulled out a phone that was not even on the market yet, the kind only rich people with technological connections could get their hands on.
"Do you have a signal?" Marron asked, hopeful.
"Nope," he sighed disappointed, "Phone and internet lines are all down."
The Samsung 9 however downloads information as it happens, and stores it. Trunks checked the latest news page to see what was happening and if there was any information on the earth tremor or the tsunami.
There was, he found pictures that had been uploaded from the other side of the world, depicting mass bushfires that were ablaze and a storming tornado that was approaching. The photos were uploaded some 4-8 minutes before the signal was cut.
"A rescue helicopter will come get us soon, but we better see if Mom, Dad and Vegeta are around, and look for the others too," Goten said as he prepared to get back in the receding water to search for everyone else.
"Guys," Trunks interrupted, "I don't think that a rescue helicopter will be coming."
"Why?" Marron and Goten asked at once.
"I-I think this is happening all over the world," he stammered.
He handed his phone to Goten and Marron who were dumbstruck as they scrolled through the horrifying images from the other side of the planet.
Videl had latched herself onto a medium sized tree trunk that appeared to protrude from a small river. The water was receding back to the ocean from which it came, and soon there would hopefully be dry land she could stand on.
Her left arm was severely injured with cuts that were open to the un-sanitised water that gushed past her pulling at the skin.
She struggled but eventually climbed halfway up the tree and onto a strong branch, where she waited. She wasn't sure what for, to catch her breath? To be told what to do? To die?
She didn't know, but she waited. She kept calling for her children and for her husband but neither call was responded to.
Videl rarely cried, even when she was a hormonal pregnant mess, she didn't cry. She was too tough for that. But even she couldn't handle waiting around, alone, not knowing if she would see her family again.
She tried to remember back thoroughly to where everyone was before the wave hit. She remembered clutching onto Hale with one arm and reaching out to Pan with the other. She didn't remember making any contact with the girl.
Gohan was on the other side of the crevice, but he looked like he was prepared to jump over to her.
'Gohan must have made the jump, and he has Hale and Pan,' Videl repeated to herself over and over until she made herself believe it was true.
It was the only thing stopping her from simply dying right there and then from a broken heart.
The tree Videl had been clinging to started to fall. The pressure of the wave causing it to buckle at the roots. She clenched her body around the trunk harder fearing she would be thrown back into the water.
"Hello!" she heard someone calling in a distance.
Her eyes widened in hope that it would be Gohan.
"I'm over here!" She screamed back to the voice she swore she knew.
The tree fell another foot towards the water and Videl yelped, it was at an angle gentle enough for her to climb over to the other side, to the dry land, but she was far too frightened she would fall back into the water.
The man who had called to her appeared at the end of the tree ushering her to make the climb over.
"Come on Videl, grab my hand," Krillin called to her leaning as far in to her as he could.
As she began to unlatch herself so she could scurry over the tree fell forward once more, the head of it hitting the other side like a bridge.
She jolted forward, nearly slipping but was caught by Krillin who had climbed onto the trunk.
Gathering her up in his arms he slowly guided her off the trunk, his impeccable sense of balance obviously untarnished by the strange absence of powers.
"Are you ok?" Krillin asked Videl who was shaking.
Of course she wasn't ok.
A blonde woman limped her way across the muddy terrain away from the flood water that had dragged her a good distance out to sea.
She sat down in the mud, panting, unable to continue. She searched her memories for some understanding of where she was or what had just happened, coming up blank.
She examined her right arm. It was badly bruised and dislocated from her shoulder, no wonder moving was so painful. She attempted to put it back in place, but merely touching it was painful enough. She let out an audible cry.
"18?" a voice called from a large tree.
The woman glanced up the bare trees that had been stripped of their green leaves. A middle aged man climbed down and began walking towards her.
"Get AWAY from me!" she shrieked.
"18? It's me, Yamcha," he gently told her.
Yamcha had managed to climb himself to the safety of the tree branch when the wave first hit. He had remained there in a daze for some time, as he was drifting in and out of consciousness.
He couldn't understand why he wasn't able to fly. He had even attempted to fire an energy wave at the tsunami in a hope to redirect it away from himself and his friends but he had failed.
"I don't know any Yamcha, STAY BACK," she scrambled away, wincing again from placing weight onto her arm as she pushed herself off the ground with her hands.
Yamcha stood still understanding that she saw him as a threat. He assumed she was simply struggling to remember him, she may have been a little spaced out due to the impact.
"18, it's me, we're friends remember, I've known your husband since he was a child. I'm your daughter's godparent," he put his hands up showing her he was not trying to hurt her.
"I-I don't have a husband…" she stammered, feeling a sharp pain in her head as her memory became fuzzy.
"18," Yamcha began again as he stepped forward.
"Why do you keep saying that number? Stay where you are. What did you do to me?" she panicked as she looked over her battered body with her clothes all torn. She had no recollection of the wave at all, and was confused at why she was so wet.
Yamcha stood frozen and confused. It wasn't as if he had any clue what was going either. But he at least knew who he was and had some grasp on what had happened. He was even confident that Goku would soon find them and explain what the hell was going on.
"Your name is 18, Android 18, remember?" he gently told her, "Are you ok 18?"
18's hands began to tremble, "A-Android?" She looked completely frightened, if her skin could have paled it would've.
"You don't remember?" Yamcha questioned feeling a little startled.
She pulled her hand to her face in an attempt to hold back her sobs, the information was just too much to receive at once. However, when she moved her arm she grimaced from the pain and stumbled backwards trying to steady herself.
Yamcha rushed to her side, examining her damaged arm. It looked pretty bad but he had a fairly good idea of how to pop it back into place.
He looked up her arm to her neck and noticed something worse. Blood was dripping from her head down her neck, and there was a lot of it.
A visible patch of her skull just behind her ear was severely damaged, her skin all around the area was stained pink from the bleeding. It looked really bad.
"Stay away from me," she repeated, attempting to flee when she retained her balance.
"18, I'm not going to hurt you, I promise. Just let me get you some help, I think you may have suffered a head injury."
"That's not my name…" she screamed in frustration.
"Do you know what your name is then?"
But she didn't and felt the tears escape her eyes. Yamcha wasn't aware she was even capable of crying. She was more human than he ever thought.
Gohan began making a mental list of the people he hoped his family were with.
It went something like this.
His Dad
Piccolo
Vegeta
Well, Vegeta only made spot number three when he knew Goten was out.
"Gohan?" Goten repeated
"What?" Gohan snapped back to reality.
"Empty your pockets," Goten commanded, taking charge of the situation.
Gohan did so, and put the contents on a tree stump where the others had placed their items. He shuddered a bit when he placed down a spare pacifier he had kept in his pocket.
Together they had: Three wallets with money, cards and receipts; A nail file and polish kit which contained a small pair of scissors: Four phones, with only one being able to turn on although the battery was running low; Three candy bars; Two pens; A pacifier; and in total 4 capsules.
They opened them all.
One of them contained Goten's fireproof uniform, he instructed Trunks to swap out of his dress shoes for the Fire boots immediately.
They had discussed the potential of another wave coming and decided it would be best for them all to head inland as far as they could.
Trunks was not going to get far if he was going to walk through the ruins in his fancy black thin leather loafers. Luckily the rest of them were wearing rather comfortable walking shoes.
"Guess I owe Bulla for making me switch ey?" Marron said, which only made Trunks frown. He tried to remember if Bulla was outside during the wave and if she was on their side of the crevice or not. Nothing came to mind. He hadn't paid her a second of attention after she embarrassed him with her whole, 'you're not wearing those out here.' He felt guilty for giving her such a hard time now though.
The rest of Goten's uniform would probably come in handy seeing as they were all basically in fragmented rags.
Another capsule contained a high tech bassinette the kind that wouldn't allow you to capsulize your baby by accident. The bassinette had the ability to float in the air, but it ran off a wireless power source. It of course was down, and the bassinette failed to hover.
The third capsule contained documents on the legal presentation Trunks was to present to his business team on Monday. He hadn't quite finished writing them up and thus was carrying his work with him for whenever he got a moment to work on them.
A large stack of papers was not particularly useful, but may come in handy if they were trying to light a fire or something like that.
The last capsule was unfortunately empty, a simple storage device. Gohan had planned on using it to carry all of the gifts his friends had bought for Hale home with him.
Trunks cursed himself for not grabbing a car or plane capsule, or even a portable house capsule, that would really come in handy. Although like the bassinette it was likely that some of those items wouldn't be able to work anyway. It was a flawed feature in Capsule technology that a lot of the inventions ran off the Capsule power server. And like the internet and phone lines, this server must have been down.
The dreary navy blue of the sky began to further darken, dusk was approaching and it seemed a storm was lurking in the air waiting to unleash itself.
"We better get moving," Trunks said, "We need to move inland as far as we can and find some shelter. Another wave could come at any minute."
Goten nodded and looked to Gohan for his opinion.
"They're smart Gohan, they'll know to head inland as well, we will probably find them on our way," Goten reassured, extending his hand towards his older brother.
Gohan nodded, accepting the hand up, "Ok, let's move."
Bulla coughed up all the water she had unfortunately ingested during the onslaught. She knelt on the forest floor, surrounded by fallen trees and unearthed vegetation as she tried to regain a normal breathing pattern.
The darkness of the sky made everything difficult to see as she looked around for her father.
"DAD!" she shouted in agitation. Strangely, she was not frightened and all by the situation. She was more annoyed that she didn't know what was going on.
"Bulla, is that you?" a soft voice called from within the forest.
Bulla slowly moved to the location of the voice to find Pan attempting to drag a big green body out of the flowing water.
"Can you give me a hand?" Pan uttered focusing on the failing rescue attempt.
Bulla was a little shocked Pan needed help to lift such a weight, but understood her difficulty when she grabbed the Namek's other arm and assisted pulling his heavy body out of the water and onto the muddy banks. It took almost all of her strength and energy to accomplish, which didn't make any sense.
"Mr Piccolo?" Pan called as she nudged the Namek lightly attempting to wake him up.
Pan knelt at his side, very concerned that he was still knocked out as Bulla stood and watched the scene still agitated.
"Where is everyone?" Bulla growled.
"I don't know," a slight choke was evident in Pan's voice, "My mom was right next to me when the wave came but I couldn't find her when I resurfaced."
Pan was feeling quite emotional and worried, "Are you ok Bulla, you're not injured are you?"
Bulla checked herself over, she was fine, only a few minor scrapes. Her clothes however were not fine, they were torn, sopping wet and stained with mud.
"I'm fine, what about you?" Bulla replied.
"I think I might have stuffed my knee, it really hurts," Pan whined but turned her attention back to Piccolo.
Bulla felt like telling her to stop complaining but her attention was interrupted by a gargling sound in the distance. Someone was by the banks several metres ahead trying to free themselves from the water flow.
"I'll go check on that, you stay here with him," Bulla ordered, pointing to Piccolo.
Pan complied, trying to turn Piccolo into the recovery position so that the air could flow back unobstructed, into his lungs. He was very heavy to manoeuvre and Pan didn't seem to have any of her usual strength.
Bulla rushed to the sound of flailing in the water and a boy shouting out for assistance. Once she was closer, she realised it was Uub.
"Uub?" she called, slight annoyance in her voice.
"Hello?" he called back, unsure who was there.
"Stop messing around, and get out from there."
"Don't you think I would have done so if I could? Who is that?" he called back. As he continued struggling at the river banks.
"It's me Bulla, Are you blind?" she responded even more annoyed. She moved closer to help him out only to notices the redness in his eyes. "Uhh, you aren't actually blind are you?"
"Just help me out, I can't find the edge," his voice was urgent.
She was reluctant, thinking this was some kind of joke. Uub was like the 3rd greatest fighter on the planet, destined to reach number one. There was no way he should need her help. Bulla hadn't properly grasped the understanding that he also was unable to use any of his powers.
She reached for his arm and pulled him out, where he collapsed onto his back, breathing heavily.
"Th-Thank-You" he responded, as if manners were of utmost importance at the moment.
"Are you ok?" she asked lightly, examining him for any injuries. He seemed fine.
"I think I got struck in the eyes, I can't open them all the way," he said rubbing at them harshly.
"Let me see," she said, as he sat up and tried to open them as much as possible.
She moved in closer and examined his eyes. She had previously noted how white his eyes used to glow in contrast to his dark skin but now they were a deep shade of red, most likely due to him rubbing at them. She placed her hand on his face and her thumb on his eyelid.
"Does that hurt?"
"No" he replied.
She applied a little pressure and he winced. She lifted his eyelid up revealing a bad red botch in the white of his eye. The same was present in his other one. It was likely that he had damage in both of his corneas.
"Looks like your eyes were scratched out. Do you remember what happened?" Bulla asked as she pulled her hand away.
"All these tree branches just kept coming at me when I swam to the surface," he recalled.
"Oh well, a senzu bean will fix that, or you can just go to Dende," Bulla concluded matter of factly, "Now come on, Pan and Piccolo are this way, have you seen anyone else?"
He was silent.
"Yeah ok, I guess you haven't," she smirked a little at the irony. She began walking away before realising he wasn't following.
"What are you doing? Hurry up?" she demanded, impatiently.
"I can't tell where I'm going, I can't even sense my surroundings," he admitted a little embarrassed.
Bulla rolled her eyes at her bad luck and walked back to him grabbing his arm to direct him the way to go, "Just walk behind me ok?"
Uub smiled at her Vegeta-like attitude, "Yes Ma'am."
"Look who I found," Bulla announced stoically when she arrived back to Pan and a now conscious Piccolo.
"Uub, you're ok!" Pan gleamed, glad her friend was alive.
"Hey Pan," Uub called in a direction nowhere close to Pan.
Bulla face-palmed, "Use your ears idiot," she grumbled.
Piccolo choked out some more water and then summoned the strength to get to his feet.
"Mr Piccolo, maybe you should just sit down and rest first," Pan suggested, ushering the green giant to be seated.
"No Pan, we are still in danger," his first response.
"W-What do you mean?" she asked.
"Another wave could come along any minute, and it looks like we have been dragged out very far by the receding tide," It didn't take Piccolo long to pick up on his surroundings and the impending danger, even if he couldn't use his ki sensing abilities.
"But the rescue choppers will pick us up soon, if they make it here before my Dad that is," Bulla concluded.
Piccolo just shook his head, he knew that the situation was far worse than these minors had imagined.
"I'll try to contact Gohan," Piccolo said and focused his mind on the telepathic link he had shared with his closest friend for many years. Without being able to sense his ki, he could not make the telepathic connection.
"What did he say?" Pan asked hopeful, wanting to hear from her father.
"I couldn't find him," Piccolo responded with a sympathetic frown. He did not want to upset the kid although it couldn't be helped.
Pan began panicking, "W-What does that mean? Is he, Is he-"
"Dead?" Bulla finished for her, her eyebrow arching. Piccolo turned and gave the girl a glare as Pan immediately started crying.
"What is wrong with you?" Uub whispered. Bulla seemingly had no empathy for the situation.
"Oh, shut up, she's just being a baby. Pan, Gohan is fine. And my Dad will come and get us any minute now so just wait ok."
Pan didn't let up her wailing, the whole situation was too much for the 10 year old to bear, especially without her mother and father.
"Pan," Piccolo said as he knelt down to her level and looked her in the eye.
"You can't sense my energy can you?" he questioned and allowed her to try focus on it.
"You're concealing it," she replied.
"No I'm not," he assured.
"… then no, I guess I can't" he sighed, thinking that there was something wrong with her.
"And I'm alive see"
"mmhmm"
"So, even though I can't sense Gohan's energy, he is still alive. Do you understand?"
Pan nodded but the tears were still silently falling.
Glad he could shut her up, Piccolo looked around the area and noted the angle at which the trees had fallen due to the impact.
He decided they should walk in the direction the trees were pointed towards, to move away from the ocean. And further inland.
"We need to start moving," Piccolo announced.
Uub nodded trusting the Namek's judgement, but he was apprehensive about having to travel without the proper use of his vision.
"No! We're not going anywhere!" Bulla exclaimed.
"If Vegeta was coming to get you he would have done it by now," Piccolo shouted back to the teen which startled her a bit. She didn't know what he was trying to say. Was her dad even alive? She shuddered at the thought but was unable to dismiss the Namek's words.
"Now you are all going to shut up and listen to me. I will not be your baby sitters is that clear? Now, if we don't keep moving we could all die!" he declared.
Piccolo started moving certain that they would all follow. He would make sure he would bring Gohan back his daughter, if it was the last thing he'd do.
Vegeta and Goku remained on the rooftop until the tide completely receded away and the torn up ground was visible. Vegeta had remained in the water checking all the people that floated through. Some were barely alive and he pulled them to the safety of the other rooftops. But none of them were members of his family or, as Bulma would call them, his 'friends'
Goku held onto Chi-Chi tightly, feeling her heart rate slow down, her breathing becoming fast and shallow. He hugged her in closely to share some of his body warmth. He had never seen her in such a condition and it worried him.
Vegeta returned to the rooftop where Goku was holding his wife. He was panting, exhausted from a task that should have been nothing.
"I can't find them, any of them," he said stoically, not that he had given up, he would never give up.
"Chi-Chi, I will be right back, ok, just hang tight," Goku placed her gently on the roof so that she was lying down flat. Her face was pale and her eyelids darkened.
Goku rose up to stand by Vegeta.
"My instant transmission still isn't working," he said.
"Gahh, Why haven't the damn Kai's told us what is happening," Vegeta growled.
"I didn't think of that," Goku's eyes widened. "KING KAI?" he called to the sky. Goku was slightly distracted by the disgusting moulded dark blue colouring of the sky for a moment before focusing on contacting King Kai again.
"KING KAI!?" he called louder as if volume was the reason he was going unheard.
Nothing…
Angry, Vegeta suggested they should test their strength. They may have lost their ability to fly, to manipulate and sense ki and to transform into super Saiyans. But did they still have super human strength, endurance and enhanced senses?
Instead of warning him of his test Vegeta simply struck Goku in his upper chest as hard as he could manage with a closed fist.
"OW, what the hell was that for?" Goku demanded as he grasped his chest where the tissue already felt pained. It shouldn't have hurt as much as it did, yet at the same time it was not strong enough to send him flying away. A punch from Vegeta usually would.
"So, what you are saying to me Kakarot, is this. We are stuck here, the two of us with your harpy, without any of the abilities I have worked myself to death my entire life to perfect. With no communication to anyone who has a clue what is going on?!"
He was reaching boiling point, Goku stood up and narrowed his eyes at him. He knew how to reassure Vegeta, it wasn't with comfort or kindness or affection. He merely needed to be told where he stood, with blunt honesty.
"Vegeta, I don't know what has happened to our powers, but wherever they've gone, they will surely come back. If they weren't going to then surely we would have some form of warning, we always receive a warning. And, if there are any lives lost… We can simply wish everyone back with the dragonballs."
"And how are we going to do that without a dragon radar, or the ability to fly."
Goku thought for a moment, Vegeta had a good point.
"NIMBUS!" he called out! But was not met with the yellow floating cloud that would usually come to the call of its name. He repeated the call a few times but the floating cloud never came.
The Nimbus was out, however other modes of transport flashed through his mind.
There was Icarus, a flying dinosaur friend of Gohan's, animals were slow but could be tamed to fly single passengers, Goten particularly was great at taming flying dinosaurs when he was young.
Finding the dragonballs might be slow but it could be done, although glancing around Goku hadn't noticed any wildlife at all, wondering if they had all predicted this event and fled inland.
Mr Popo also had a magic carpet, however he and Dende were on the lookout at the time of the party, opting to skip the celebrations for more pressing issues. Another thought flashed through his mind.
"Do you think whatever that wave was, it only hit West City?" Goku questioned.
Vegeta hoped so, following Goku's thoughts, if Dende was killed in the impact the dragonball search would be redundant.
"You'd think rescue copters would be here by now would you not?" Vegeta replied
Goku was a man of hope, he had to assume that Dende was alive, that the dragon radar was intact where ever it was and that there was some means of travelling the earth to find the balls.
"Where does Bulma keep the dragon radar, we should go get it right away," Goku urged.
"Kakarot, how am I supposed to know!?" Vegeta shouted, realising his stupidity for not bothering to ask for its location in the past. It was always possible that he could be a sole survivor from an unexpected threat and when it would come to hunting the dragonballs to wish everyone back, he would have no idea where the contraption is or how to use it. What use were the dragonballs if you could not track them down?
Goku scanned around, trying to find the Capsule Corp building, it was nowhere to be seen. Either it was destroyed, and likely the dragon radar went with it, or they had been carried a great distance away and had no sense in direction to find it.
The sky began to darken, as heavy storm clouds clustered together threatening to rain.
Goku collected Chi-Chi from the roof and lifted her into his arms like a groom carrying his bride over the threshold. Rain would only worsen her condition.
"We could go back that way and risk getting caught up in that storm to look for the radar or we can head inland where it will be safer, we'll find some shelter and figure this out in the morning."
Vegeta looked at Chi-Chi and the fear in Goku's eyes, "We're not going back for that radar, we won't need it. The woman can just make another one," Vegeta ordered. Goku wouldn't dare suggest there was anything wrong with that statement as he climbed off of the roof carefully keeping Chi-Chi close where he could listen to her breathe.
"I'll get you better soon Chi," he whispered.
"Th-The baby?" she mumbled out.
"Don't worry about it hon, he'll be with Gohan and Goten and Pan and Videl. They're all ok, I'll bring you back to them, I promise."
"I, love you Goku"
Goku felt angry, realising she was saying her goodbyes, "Just rest," he held her in closer, fearing if he responded in the same manner it may be the last thing she would hear from him.
A/N
-So just a little heads up: I've tried to keep this fic as canon as possible but I've had to write out a few characters. Dr and Mrs Briefs as well as the Ox King have previously passed away from old age. And Majin Buu (fat Buu) has been absorbed by Uub, for reasons unspecified. Thus, these characters are not in this fic…
-So, the Z gang have found their way into little groups and are heading inland, hope you like the choices I've made in the groupings. But where is baby Hale? And what about Bulma? Who else is missing? Mr Satan? And what about Dende? Android 18 can't remember her name or marriage. The dragon radar may be lost. Piccolo is stuck babysitting the minors. And Chi-Chi is in pretty bad condition…
-I guess you will all have to stay tuned to find out what will happen next :) and pretty please shoot me a REVIEW