Episode 65
Honorable Bequest
"Aah!" Gregory suddenly screamed who was still darting left and right, but he was strangely slowing down. In fact, one could see red marks and bruises all over his body, which meant that Tien and Yamcha were successful in being able to hit him with the hammer.
This was yet another vast improvement for the Z-warriors. At first, they were struggling to catch up with Gregory, but after pushing to their limits and their bodies being able to adapt and find new strengths and speeds, Gregory was now the one who was struggling to get away from them.
Meanwhile, King Kai and Bubbles were sleeping inside their house, the North Kai waiting for his students to finish their second task. King Kai slept on his rocking chair while his pet monkey slept beside his master.
It was Chiaotzu's turn to hit Gregory, and the young boy was at an advantage since Gregory had been slowed down thanks to Yamcha and Tien.
Tien encouraged his best friend. "Come on, Chiaotzu. Hit him like you mean it."
Yamcha then announced, "Chiaotzu's now at his stance; about to make his final hit before a homerun!"
Gregory panted, but he tried to make this difficult for Chiaotzu. "Okay then, let's see if you can hit me still. Full speed!" he began to glow vividly and then, he dashed towards Chiaotzu. Chiaotzu though concentrated, not letting anything distract him. Chiaotzu found the right timing and swung his hammer at Gregory.
Gregory tried to stop from getting near him. "AAH!"
"Hyah!" Chiatozyu yelled.
"WAAH!" Gregory screeched and he was hit again. He then accidentally went through the bricked walls of his master's house.
"AAH!" King Kai woke up, startled, and then, was pushed back from his rocking chair when Gregory collided against him. Even Bubbles woke up and panicked a little.
"Oops!" Chiaotzu felt he put too much force on that swing. Immediately, he, Yamcha, and Tien came to check on King Kai. They asked if he was all right.
King Kai held his aching forehead. "Ouch…huh? Gregory? Were they able to hit you?"
Gregory groggily replied. "Nope! They-they didn't hit me at all…ooh…," but then, a huge lump came out from his head, and all the bruises and marks on his body meant that he was struck, many times.
King Kai was surprised, but was more impressed to see this. "Wow. Goku might have caught Gregory faster than he caught Bubbles, but you guys," he looked at Yamcha, Tien, and Chiaotzu, "all three of you accomplished both of these tasks much faster than Goku did!"
Yamcha made a proud fist. "It must mean we're getting stronger then!"
King Kai stood up and wiped the dust from his clothes. "Well, good news for all of you. You're ready to move on to the real training."
Tien was glad to hear this. "Yes, finally!"
Chiaotzu happily laughed while Yamcha was so eager to move on to the next level. "Dude, I've been waiting for this for ages!" Yamcha expressed.
"I like your enthusiasm. Now, let's go outside," instructed King Kai.
Once they were outside, in an open area, at least away from King Kai's house where the Z-warriors won't do any further damage to it, King Kai explained the rules, "Okay, so we're gonna have a brief sparring match. The match ends one of you gives up or if time runs out. Pretty simple, right?"
Suddenly, another figure entered the area and joined King Kai and his students. It was Piccolo whom had been waiting for the real deal of their training. "Count me in," he said who looked like he just came out of nowhere.
"Well, look who it is. You decided to change your mind?" King Kai smiled.
"No need for formalities or see who gets to fight who. I'll take on all three of you," declared Piccolo.
The rest looked at him with wonder.
"Even if there may be ten of you each, you're still no match for me," Piccolo was very confident of himself. Immediately, he positioned to his fighting stance, his white cape flowing with the winds for a moment before it settled on his back again.
Yamcha grunted. He, too, went to his fighting position, his hands gestured like the claws of a fearless wolf. "Let's see then if you can back your words with action!"
Piccolo just stared at him this time.
King Kai though calmed them down. The purpose of this training was to not cause any form of hatred or rivalry amongst them, but to learn from each other's weaknesses and how they can work together to improve on them.
"You guys keep cool," King Kai warned them. "All of you will benefit from this training, but you must keep any friction out of the way or it might cause you more harm than good."
Yamcha, Tien, Chiaotzu including Piccolo heeded to what he said, but they maintained their serious expressions, their fighting spirits burning within them. The three then surrounded Piccolo in a triangular formation while Piccolo was left in the middle.
King Kai raised his hand. "Ready… set… FIGHT!"
Yamcha and Tien took the initiative. Yamcha ran towards him while Tien leaped in mid-air and about to dive back down to give him a direct attack. Yamcha performed skillful hand techniques, but Piccolo was able to evade them. Tien then took this chance to give a flying sidekick in which Piccolo blocked with his arm. The two then yelled to boost their strengths as they teamed up and attempted to barrage Piccolo with multiple punches and kicks. Once again, Piccolo was avoiding every move until Chiaotzu suddenly grabbed onto his back.
"What?" Piccolo was slightly distracted, but not enough to make his focus waver from fighting Tien and Yamcha.
"Rrrrgh…," Chiaotzu began to glow and spark up a bit, these jolts sending sudden pain all over Piccolo's body.
"Augh!" Piccolo cried out.
Yamcha took this to his advantage as he sent a direct punch to Piccolo's face. Piccolo was shocked to have almost lost his balance. Tien then came in and struck his abdomen along with a turning hook kick to push him a few feet back.
King Kai was enjoying this battle. "Wow, it's like watching a movie almost. Hah, hah!" he snickered again.
Gregory was with them, watching the fight while applying a bag of ice on the lump on his head. He had a stern look. "I wouldn't be laughing if I were you."
"HYAH!" both Yamcha and Tien yelled and were about to execute a teamwork blow until Piccolo sensed their incoming attacks. He stretched out his arms and knife-hand struck both of them, but Yamcha stood up quickly and tried to do a sweep kick, but only for Piccolo evade it and tripped him back with a sweep kick of his own. Tien came in and did an explosive, high kick, but the Namekian warrior counterattacked with an elbow strike to his back. Both of the Z-fighters got down on the ground.
Chiaotzu still clung onto Piccolo and was sparking up even more.
"Rrrgh! Now you're mine!" Piccolo extended his left arm and grabbed Chiaotzu. He then used force and buried his body halfway to the ground.
Tien looked up and shouted. "Chiaotzu!"
King Kai calmed his pupil down. "Your friend's fine. He certainly can't die twice. He's just a bit dizzied that's all. He'll be better in one, two, and three."
After the countdown, Chiaotzu began to move his legs and then lifted himself off the ground. "Huh?" he checked his hands and face and realized he was not that hurt. "Hey, I'm okay!" he exclaimed.
Tien was relieved. "Chiaotzu!"
Piccolo can indeed declare his opponents had improved since last time, but the fact they were keeping up with him in battle, the fact that he cannot hinder them that easily, this almost confused him. "I don't get this. Are they actually stronger than me? Is it all because…of this stupid training they're doing?" he referred to King Kai's training exercises of catching Bubbles and hitting Gregory with a hammer.
"Resume the fight!" King Kai suddenly called.
Piccolo realized he was distracted from his though. "What?"
"Kyah!" Yamcha ran to him and sent a punch, but his fingers positioned similarly to a claw strike. He then followed with a turning sidekick. Piccolo dodged his first attack, but was hit by his second. Tien then came in and did multiple hand techniques. Piccolo then suddenly got distracted while Chiaotzu did a head-butt to his face.
Piccolo's head jerked back a little. Then, he noticed Yamcha proceeding to his next attack, going for an elbow strike, but Piccolo was finally able to grasp his incoming move. Out of nowhere though, Tien yelled with strength as he came in and successfully hit Piccolo with a straight punch to his cheek.
Piccolo was pushed back, but he was far from giving up yet. Yamcha attempted to land a blow to his stomach along with a surprising uppercut. Since the Namekian warrior had suddenly lost all his concentration, he couldn't block any more moves and so, he was successfully hit once again.
Piccolo was held in even more pain. He had to hold his aching stomach. He was shocked to have suddenly fallen to his knees. "Gah…! Why you..."
Yamcha then stood normally. "Hmph. What now, Piccolo? Have enough?"
"Woah…that's impressive," King Kai was really amazed. He had always known Piccolo was the strongest amongst Yamcha, Tien, and Chiaotzu went they first settled here, but this battle proved that he may have met his match.
Piccolo looked up and gave Yamcha a smirk. "Don't make me laugh. I'm just getting started," he then decided to get serious for round two. He took off his weighted clothing, so he can move more freely and be able to fight with more swiftness. Yamcha, Piccolo, and Chiaotzu prepared themselves until King Kai interrupted them.
"Stop! That's enough for a sparring match for now. Let's take a break and have a little snack to get your energies back," King Kai suggested.
They immediately stopped fighting except for Piccolo who was still in his battle position. Chiaotzu, Tien, and Yamcha looked at each other and complied with King Kai. King Kai was about to leave and the rest of the Z-fighters caught up with him except for Piccolo who was still confused.
It was strangely silent until King Kai told his students, "How about this joke? What do you call a dog that doesn't bark? I'll tell you. A hot dog!" he snickered and laughed hysterically once more.
"Uh…hah, hah!" Yamcha, Tien, and Chiaotzu pretended to laugh at his jokes even though ninety-five percent of them did not make any sense.
As they made their way towards King Kai's house, Piccolo watched them one more time. He then closed his eyes and snorted, giving a smile afterwards. For once, he was not allowing his pride to get in the way of the truth and his judgment. King Kai was right after all, that his training exercises with Bubbles and Gregory actually had a purpose behind them, and Yamcha, Tien, and Chiaotzu were able to demonstrate this.
At last, Piccolo decided to follow them to fully join their training.
In outer space, Goku was close in reaching his destination and knowing that Planet Namek was just near, he was now taking his training to new heights and boundaries, where he would push himself beyond his limits to somehow reach a new kind of potential.
Goku was finished doing usual drills and now, he was practicing hand techniques, balance, and footwork once more. With grace and swiftness, but also with intense, explosive power, Goku slid his right foot against the damaged floor, due to it undergoing such heavy training, and then, he suddenly jumped in mid-air and gave a dynamic kick, which sliced the air. He put his two feet on the floor and then, he went for a set of rapid punches and fists. After going for an uppercut, he turned around again and did a roundhouse kick followed with a full 360 degrees before executing another attack. He switched again to hand techniques while keeping his momentum up, ensuring he will not make any mistakes in this practice. Once more, he attempted to switch to footwork, but suddenly, he lost friction and slipped, almost falling to the floor.
"Rrrgh!" but Goku was able to get back right to his feet by placing a hand on the ground, lifting himself to the air, and then he dove down while giving a falling axe kick. Immediately, he did a flip and gave another axe kick before going for a strong elbow strike using his right arm. Then, with his left hand, he rapidly did a straight punch with a shockwave coming out of it, which vibrated in the air.
To put a conclusion to this long training session of his, he quickly bent his legs, clasped his hands together, and gathered enough energy to perform one of his techniques. "Kamehameha!" a burst of vigorous energy beam then emerged from his palms. It spun around the gravity room, intending to hit the user himself.
When the energy wave was only a few feet away from him, Goku increased his defense while tensing his muscles and bending his arms to his waist. He yelled and allowed his own attack hit him. An explosion came and then, haze and fog.
Behind the grey fog, Goku was breathing heavily, but he was not injured at all. He kept in that position for a while before relaxing his muscles and nerves.
Goku was silent for a moment and then, he began to smile. He truly believed he had passed this test with flying colors and without a mentor to guide him actually. And so, this was a huge achievement for him. "Wow, and I'm not even that tired. This training may have been tough, but it was well worth it."
He soon felt excited, he can't help but cheer with joy and a sense of triumph. "Yes! I feel great! Whoo! At this rate, I bet I can bump up my Kaioken to ten more times!" he then stared at his hands. They were trembling a bit from exhaustion, but again, it was all worth the effort.
Goku now took a well-deserved break. All this training had benefited him every possible way, but he must keep in mind that he needed to rest also. He set the gravity back to default before doing other things.
He went ahead to take a shower to freshen himself up. After putting on some fresh new clothes, he went to the kitchen grabbed himself a sports drink from the fridge to keep himself hydrated. While walking back to the main interior of his ship, he saw the endless stars and planets going by. All in his mind now was Namek and his family and friends. He hoped that everything was going all right them and that they would all be safe and sound still by the time he arrives.
On Namek, the Prince of all Saiyans was hiding behind a very tall mountain with a few trees planted on it. There, in front of him, laid the five DragonBalls that he stole. He was sitting on one of them, his mind apparently in deep thought.
In fact, it had been long since he recovered and stole the five DragonBalls. Vegeta had expected many times that Frieza or his men would come looking for him and he would be forced to engage with them in a raging battle, but strangely enough, no action was being taken to chase him down.
Vegeta grinned evilly and thought he may have the advantage after all.
Vegeta began to think about where he could find the other two DragonBalls. One of them, he was told, that it was with the Eldest Namekian, which may take him days to get there, but where was the other one?
Suddenly, a thought hit the Saiyan Prince. He remembered what Frieza's henchmen told him, that he was siding with Raditz to rebel against Frieza. Even though joining forces with Raditz was an idea he had once agreed to, but now greatly discouraged because of his deep-rooted hatred for his former comrade, he suspected that Raditz was also looking for the DragonBalls, but he did not know what kind of wish he wanted; however, he could care less about that now.
Vegeta thought he may have to confront Raditz at some point and get him to spit out any information about the DragonBalls. Of course, why would he give him the answer that easily or at least, why would he even speak to him without resorting to a fight first? It was what Saiyans had always done. To settle their conflicts, particularly with their rivals and arch-enemies, they will battle to the fullest until one of them gives in.
"But I need to get all seven DragonBalls to make my wish," Vegeta was determined to make this happen, "and I need to do it fast. But the question is…how?"
As for the Z-warriors, they were waiting for Bardock to recover. The Namekian children spent some time playing games with Bulma and Gohan. They were Earthling games, ones they had never obviously heard of before, but nevertheless, they still found them to be really fun. Krillin was talking to Elder Moori, gathering more information about the Namekians' Great Elder. Raditz was standing outside the door, waiting.
Bardock, who had fallen asleep, soon woke up. Trying not to fall from the couch, he propped himself with one arm, then he slowly sat up, placing his hand on his forehead again, still thinking that the pain was there somewhere, but thankfully it was gone.
From the kitchen, Krillin noticed Bardock waking up. He went to him immediately. "Hey, Bardock, looks like you're doing better now."
"…I guess," Bardock finally released his hand from his forehead. He then slowly looked up and said, "You guys should've gone to the Eldest Namekian without me. I would've caught up anyway."
"Nah, we can't leave any of our friends behind," Krillin smiled. "Your health is more important at the moment."
Bardock smiled as well. He then looked away while trying to relax his mind and body.
Gohan also noticed his grandfather was doing much better. "Huh? Hey, Grandpa Bardock! Hah, hah!" he laughed happily as he ran towards him. He then called his uncle outside.
Raditz immediately entered home and closed the door behind him. "You okay, Father?"
"Yeah, I'm fine now. Thanks," Bardock said. "Sorry for worrying you guys earlier."
Bulma came in the room and reassured him, "Don't sweat it, Bardock. I hope your headache's gone though."
"It should be gone…for the moment, at least," Bardock was slightly worried.
There was this brief period of silence until Elder Moori spoke. "Well, Mr. Bardock, whenever you're ready, we'll take you to the Eldest Namekian as soon as we can."
Bardock nodded in understanding. He then asked, "How was everything when I was asleep? There weren't any enemies, were there?"
Bulma shook her head. "No actually, and I'm surprised. It's been calm recently."
"Probably the bad guys just given up," Gohan thought.
Raditz crossed his arms and placed his back against the wall. "I wouldn't count on it. They may be waiting for us, seeking for that perfect opportunity to strike, should we make a move."
Bardock sighed heavily. He then stood up and urged everyone, "Come on, we have to go."
Bardock just needed a glass of ice, cold water before resuming their journey. As the Z-warriors prepared to leave with Bulma, Dende, and Cargo staying behind, Raditz had a brief, private conversation with his father.
"Father, what is it that you saw?" Raditz knew he saw the future earlier. "From the looks of it…it seems we're all going to be in trouble."
Bardock stared at him for a while, keeping his eldest son at bay for a moment. He then passed him while briefly touching his back. "Just…hope for the best, Raditz."
Both of their minds though could not be put to ease.
Elder Moori met with Krillin, Gohan, Bardock, and Raditz outside. Once everyone was gathered around him, Moori then had his palms face towards the ground. He then closed his eyes and gradually, winds blew from side-to-side and this dimmed light emerged from underneath them. This illumination almost engulfed them, in a perfect circle. Moori was struggling to make this technique happen, but he did the best that he could do. Soon, everyone was caught in this shaft of light and they immediately disappeared.
From afar, Vegeta's senses heightened all of a sudden. He stood up from one of the DragonBalls he was sitting on and he shifted his vision to his left. "What's this? It's like a cluster of energies that just appeared, but now it's gone."
He thought about what he felt and then assumed this life force could have come from Raditz. He also predicted his father and possibly Goku were there with him. There were the only Saiyans who carried great amounts of potential, but Vegeta ought to change all of that.
"They've probably sided with the Namekians, so they must know the locations of at least one of the DragonBalls," Vegeta rationalized. He turned around for a second to glance at the five orbs he stole. Immediately, he began to dig a large crater and bury only four of them to keep them hidden and in hopes that their enemies' scouters will not be able to find them. He only took one DragonBall with him, just in case.
"I'll make this quick," Vegeta then flew towards the direction where he felt that faint cluster of energies earlier.
Miles away from where the Z-warriors' hideout was, across vast waters and numerous islands, there was a narrow, thin canyon standing in the middle of the ocean and it could be the tallest canyon seen on Namek. On top of it was a grand house. Inside, there was another Namekian who looked very similar to Piccolo except he is wearing similar clothes to what his fellow brothers are usually wearing. He has a white collar around his neck, a blue vest over his body, and white pants. He and Piccolo may share the same personalities of being quiet and serious while in battle, but this particular Namekian is more humble and soft-spoken.
He was walking towards to another Namekian who appears to be very different from the rest. In fact, he is the Eldest Namekian that Moori kept mentioning about. He is very wide in size, he towers all over his brothers, and he remains stationary in his chambers. As aged he is, he is the wisest and most knowledgeable Namekian ever. The Eldest Namekian is the one to pay huge respects to since he was the very one who saved the Namekian race from going extinct in the past.
The Namekian gave their Grand Elder some water for him to drink. "Here you are, Guru."
Guru, with his huge hand, took the cup from him. "Thank you, Nail," after drinking half of the water, he began to cough excessively.
Nail looked on with a gleam of sympathy and sorrow spread across his eyes. Guru had been very sick ever since, but Nail's expression only meant that he cannot do anything about it except to constantly take care of him in hopes that he would just feel better at the end, but for his old age, it was only natural for him to have a much more difficult time recovering
After finishing his water, Guru passed back to the cup to him. Nail was about to go and clean the cup until Guru told him, "Nail, I'm sure you've been sensing what I have been sensing now."
Nail laid the cup beside him for a while and turned his attention to him fully. "Guru, I know what you mean. I, too, have been sensing these strange vibes in the air…evil is lurking by."
Guru weakly raised his head. "I can sense them many miles away. My children, they're in need of help. Some…have already died."
Nail had known about this already, but he felt that he and Guru could not do anything about it especially that Guru was very weak and sick while Nail must stay with him and protect him with his own life. He must keep him shielded from the forces of evil that could come at any moment.
"Guru, what can we do? Our brothers are falling one by one," Nail told him though.
Guru remained quiet. All of a sudden, he sensed something from afar, but its life force did not belong to evil rather it was filled with goodness. He told Nail, "But hope may still remain, my son. Please welcome our guests outside. I can sense that Elder Moori is coming here along with a few other companions."
"Companions?" asked Nail as he stared outside.
Guru nodded to him. "Go and take them here. I must speak to them quickly."
Nail did as what he was told and went out.
At the main entrance, Elder Moori, Krillin, Gohan, Raditz, and Bardock reappeared and the light they were surrounded in disappeared. Moori was seen perspiring a little, seeing how this kind of teleportation technique can exert a lot of energy, but he still looked fine overall.
"Are you doing okay, Elder Moori?" asked Krillin.
Moori smiled and wiped the sweat from his forehead. "Yes, I'm fine. I just need a bit of rest, that's all."
The rest then turned around and found the grand house of the Eldest Namekian standing before them.
"So this is what it looks like," Gohan said.
"It's quite amazing actually," Krillin said.
Then, from the door, Nail came out to greet them. He placed his hands behind his back and nodded to Elder Moori with respect. "Elder Moori, it's been a long time."
Moori's smile became wider. Nail to them is the most powerful Namekian warrior alive and he trusted him with everything especially that he is the appointed guardian of Guru. "Nail, it's good to see you."
"Wow," Gohan was surprised. "He looks a lot like Mr. Piccolo."
Raditz and Bardock remained silent.
Nail spoke again. "You and your friends are most welcome here. Come inside. There is much to discuss."
Elder Moori became as serious as he was. "So, Guru must know what has been going on or at least felt what is happening."
"Yes, he has known about it since," Nail replied.
Raditz politely interrupted. "If he knows about it, shouldn't the Grand Elder head to a safer place?"
Nail shook his head. "That can't be done. Unfortunately, Guru is too old. He knows that his time is drawing near and he's too weak to move. All I could now is to protect him until the very end."
Nail then urged for them to come inside and meet Guru. Once inside the vast chambers, the Z-warriors stood in awe as the Eldest Namekian stood before them. He was much bigger in person, almost like a giant, yet very gentle at heart. The Z-fighters were almost speechless.
"Guru, Elder Moori and his friends are here," Nail informed him.
Elder Moori bowed his head with great respect. "Guru," he spoke his name.
Guru welcomed him and then, the rest. "Elder Moori, it's good to see you and the rest of your friends. I can sense that you're the ones who saved my children including Elder Moori, Cargo, and Dende, correct? How can I ever repay you to show my gratitude?"
The Z-warriors were still rendered speechless until Krillin spoke first. He laughed nervously. "Oh! I, uh, please, you don't have to repay us or anything."
There was another moment of silence.
Krillin gulped hard and spoke again. "Um, excuse me?"
Guru lowered his head as if to look at him. He then began to cough again, but he tried to seize this, so that he may speak to them properly.
"Guru!" exclaimed Moori with concern while Nail stood in silence, watching.
Guru cleared his dry throat. "You must've heard or even seen the dreadful aliens obliterating every single one of us just to get their hands on the DragonBalls. To Nameks, DragonBalls symbolize wisdom and power. But for Frieza and his men…hah…he only uses it for their own greed."
Bardock apologized for interrupting and asked Guru how he came to know Frieza. Guru, however, did not answer his question. Instead, he remained quiet again as if he remembered a memory from the past. Bardock was confused as to why he couldn't answer him.
"Forgive us, Guru." Elder Moori then said. "The gentlemen you see before me are against Frieza, his father, and his dreadful minions. We have agreed upon ourselves and to each other that the only way to save our home planet is to rid of these evil forces."
Nail looked at him. In his mind, he might know what he will say next.
"These men are warriors from Planet Earth and their motives for coming here is good and pure," Moori continued.
"What is their intent then?" Guru asked.
"Well," Krillin continued the conversation. "We're here to collect your DragonBalls, but just to wish our lost friends back to life. They died in such heavy combat back in our home planet."
"And how do you know about the DragonBalls?" Guru wanted to know.
"We used to have another set on Earth, good Sir," Gohan answered.
Guru was surprised and believed this to be impossible until the Z-fighters explained to him about Kami, his history and origin, and how he escaped before from the radical climate shift that occurred in Namek years ago and was sent to Earth in order for him to be saved.
After the story was explained to the Eldest Namekian, he now understood. "I see, now I remember. Kami, yes…I actually know him since when he was a small child. Kindhearted and gifted he was, he also had the ability to create the DragonBalls."
"Mr. Kami died from the battle that happened on Earth," explained Gohan.
"His cause of death was from a Saiyan who's also on Namek, seeking for your DragonBalls," Raditz was talking about Vegeta.
Guru gave a heavy sigh. "For someone who could defeat Kami with such horrendous power coursing through his veins, by any chance, one person that could have defeated Kami was a Super Saiyan…," he suddenly said.
The Z-warriors had never heard of this term before. They became interested to know what this "Super Saiyan" was, but it seemed like Bardock and Raditz may know about it or at least, heard something every similar to it. It was just in the form of a legend; that was all they knew.
Upon hearing the word "Super Saiyan", Bardock received a vision again, but thankfully, it did not hurt him like last time. He saw Frieza who appeared to be speaking to a certain someone and he was in a state of rage as he was telling that someone about this "Super Saiyan" and how it did not exist at all, that it was only a legend, a grandiose, tall tale fabricated by the minds of the Saiyans who were trying too hard to show how fearless they can be.
When he snapped back to reality, he realized Guru was talking to them again; therefore, he just heard only half of what he said.
"-you'll understand what I mean when I show you the history," Guru said as he gestured Krillin to come to his side. Gently, he placed his huge hand on Krillin's head while the monk warrior looked on, puzzled and a little nervous still. Guru encouraged him to clear his mind, so that he may give him scenes from the past about Kami himself and what he meant by a Super Saiyan.
And from there, Krillin could see these past events in his mind. It showed a scene of a younger Kami in his lookout, struggling to sleep. After he fell from his bedside, a figure started to emerge out from his back like an evil shadow that wanted to release itself. This "shadow" was another Namekian and yes, it was pure evil since he was the complete opposite of Kami himself. This was actually King Piccolo himself whom Goku fought before when he was a young warrior. Krillin then saw King Piccolo laughing evilly as he destroyed villages and cities.
"Kami knew that his will to become the guardian of Earth could never be fulfilled, not as long the darker side of him remains and so, he purged himself, even the slightest evil inside of his heart. Thus, he split into two and Piccolo was born. In doing so, the powers were equally shared between these two halves. If they have been reunited as one, they will not be defeated by any normal Saiyan," Guru finished showing Krillin this history. He released his palm from his head.
Krillin believed that to be a strange, yet interesting experience.
Guru made his decision. "I can now truly see that your hearts are pure. Your courage in the face of adversity and your loyalty towards the ones you care exceeds beyond question. Because you've proven yourself to be true warriors at heart, I give you this DragonBall."
Lo and behold, Guru took out the one-star Dragon Ball that was neatly placed behind his chair. Since his hand was very huge, he could easily fit the gleaming orb at the palm of his hand. He gave it to Krillin proudly. "Here you go."
"Wow! I'm very grateful, Sir! You have no idea how this means a lot to us," Krillin exclaimed, observing the wishing orb.
"All right!" Gohan cheered. "Thank you so much!"
Raditz smiled. "At least we're getting somewhere now with the DragonBalls."
Guru though had to interrupt their short celebration. He hated to be the bearer of bad news, but he must inform them, "Make haste with your wish. Unfortunately, I feel I only have a few days left before my time comes."
Everyone gasped in surprise. Nail continued to stand in silence while Elder Moori had to look away for a moment. Just knowing that their Great Elder only had few days to live was making him sorrowful.
"I am very sorry," Guru apologized deeply. "If I go, then the DragonBalls will vanish along with me. You must make your wish as soon as possible."
Elder Moori had to interrupt again while trying to act as normal as he can be, fighting back tears and all these overwhelming emotions. "I'm sorry again, Guru, but as you might know, five of the DragonBalls are already in the hands of our enemies. Their potential is great, but I believe these warriors can find greater potential if you please unlock their hidden powers within them."
Guru understood him. "Yes, I know what you mean, Elder Moori. It is what I'm about to do next. Let me bestow you with another gift," he told the Z-fighters.
In the perpetual skies, Vegeta continued to take wing to find out that cluster of energies he felt earlier. On the other hand, the Ginyu Force continued to wait patiently for their king's command.
The members of the elite force were sitting on top of boulders and leaning against canyons while King Cold sustained floating in air, his arms crossed, his eyes staring at a far distance. Ginyu had his scouter on the whole time and what he found on the screen was blinking a dot that was moving towards the left. Ginyu knew this was Vegeta and so, he informed King Cold about it.
King Cold told him, "Like I said, let's not rush into this. It's not the right time yet. I'm still waiting for all seven DragonBalls to be present."
Ginyu refused a bit, "But your Majesty-!"
King Cold turned his head, but he kept on grinning. "Just be patient."
Jeice and the rest of his companions kept on waiting.
Jeice kicked a stone out of the way. "Oy, can't we just go and attack Vegeta already? I'm ready for some action here."
"Well, he's the king. If he says not yet, then not yet," Recoome stretched his arms. "Ooh! We should've brought some snacks."
Guldo looked at King Cold. "I'm surprised that he can remain motionless for a very long time."
Meanwhile, inside the hideout, Bulma, Cargo, and Dende were passing time by playing more board games. Dende was rolling the die and got four. He moved that many spaces on the board and grabbed a card.
Cargo expressed, "This is really fun! I never thought there'll be games like these."
It was Bulma's turn to move her piece. She rolled the die this time. "I'm guessing you guys play outside most of the time, right?"
"Yeah," Dende smiled. "We like chasing each other down across the fields and also play near the water."
Bulma giggled. "At least you guys are getting good exercise."
Beside them was the DragonBall that Raditz had saved from the village where Elder Moori and his children used to live in.
"I wonder what your dragon looks like," Bulma took a glimpse at the DragonBall. "He must look very different than our dragon back on Earth."
"His name is Porunga and he's really, really big!" exclaimed Cargo.
"And not only that, he can grant three wishes," Dende held three fingers.
"Really?" Bulma was surprised. "Wow, your dragon's better than ours. Our dragon can only grant one wish, so you really have to choose wisely what you wanna wish for."
Both Cargo and Dende laughed happily this time.