Disclaimer: Kid Golden in no way claims ownership of Dragon Ball, Dragon Ball Z, or Dragon Ball GT, or the characters that are featured in those series.

Man, is this chapter a long one or what? Well, I guess that was due since its been more than a month! Poor Golden... His creative genius hampered by schoolwork and laziness...

Senzai: More so laziness...

Quiet you! You're just upset that you're not in this one!

Senzai: sniff...sniff... You could've squeezed me in somewhere...

Well, anyway, onward to the fifth installment!

A/N: Juuhachi is Android 18, and Juunana is Android 17.

Dragon Ball Z Senshi: Reassembled

A decently sized house sat beside a glistening ocean, the shimmering waters reflecting the golden sunlight onto the house, giving the home's natural beige coloring a brilliant luster.

The front door opened, and out walked a man small in stature, his thick mane of grayed black locks swaying a little in the gentle breeze, his white tee shirt, blue jeans, and black shoes suiting him comfortably in the warm weather.

"Come on, Juuhachi!" Krillin called, looking backward into the doorway of his home. "We're going to be late!"

The front door opened further and out walked a teenaged blonde, dressed in a pink dress and hat. "Yeah, mom!" Yelled Maron. "I haven't seen Tru—" She paused, shutting her mouth for but a moment. "I mean, I haven't seen everybody in a long time!"

With a soft sight, Juuhachi calmly made her way out of the house. "I'm coming, I'm coming," she said, a hint of annoyance in her voice. "What's the rush?"

"Gohan said it was really important," Krillin explained. "And he refused to say over the phone, saying that I'd have to wait until everyone was together. "

"So you don't have any idea what it is?"

"Not a clue. He wouldn't even give me a hint." Behind them, Maron was getting impatient.

"You two are the slowest parents I know! I'm just going to go now, and meet you two there!" She leapt into the air and flew forth over the ocean, heading in the direction of Kame House.

"Maron! Get back here!" Krillin called after her, seeing her departure. "Children are so impatient these days…" With that, he and Juuhachi shot off into the air after their daughter.

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The sun shone brilliant over the shimmering blue ocean, the tranquil waters allowing for safe travel as three figures flew over it, all three garbed in white shirts, green pants, and black shoes, although the woman wore black boots and a sleeveless green vest atop her white shirt.

The largest figure, a man, had a muscular physique, his bald skull glinting a little in the sun. His third eye, centered on his forehead, scanned the area, searching for any sign of the small island toward which he and his companions flew.

The blonde woman in the triclops' arms sat with her body held by the larger man's arms, her own arms wrapped securely around the man's neck. She blew another tuft of her cornstalk mane out of her face, the high speeds tussling her locks all about.

Beside them flew a smaller, doll-sized man of milky white, pale skin and rosy red cheeks. A little green and black cap covered his hairless skull and shielded it from the strong sunlight.

"So tell me, Tien," said the woman in a slightly angry tone as her jade orbs met Tien's obsidian ones, "Why exactly are we going all the way to that dirty old man's house again?"

"Dende told me that Gohan had urgent news and that Gohan would be at Master Roshi's," explained Tien. "And urgent news usually means big trouble for us."

"Well, do you have any idea what the news is?"

Tien shook his head. "No clue. Dende wouldn't say, he kept saying that we had to ask Gohan."

"Yeah, and even if its bad news, it'll be good to see everyone again," chipped in Chaotzu. "Just look at it that way Launch!"

She sighed deeply. "Fine… But if that old man does one little thing I don't like, he's going to be in for a world of hurt!"

Chaotzu sighed, and communicated telepathically with Tien. I like her better when she has blue hair Tien… When she's blonde she a little… scary.

Tien gave a mental chuckle as he looked to his little friend. Well, yeah, but if she wasn't a little fiery I guess I wouldn't like her as much.

You're weird Tien… Responded Chaotzu, shaking his head.

The two a quick, mental laugh as they sped up, anxious to meet up with all their old friends.

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"Watch it, Trunks! You almost killed us both!"

He shrugged it off with a smile. "Sorry, Pan. I guess I need to aim a little better."

The two part-Saiyajins had decided on training a little before they left for Master Roshi's, sparring in 250 times Earth's natural gravity in Vegeta's Gravity Chamber. After a few moments of battling, Trunks had nearly destroyed gravity controller with a stray ki blast. The resulting explosion would have definitely killed the both of them, as well as everyone within a 50 mile radius.

"Darn right you do, you aim sucks!" Pan said, grinning at Trunks. "Too bad you won't be able to fire anymore today!" She phased from view, then reappeared behind him and drove her foot forward, aiming for his back.

With a quick spin, Trunks faced Pan and snapped his forearm out, easily blocking the kick, her shin and his forearm pressed tightly against each other as they held their positions.

"How do you always move so fast!" Pan whined.

A smirk crept on Trunks' hardened face. "You're just so predictable, Pan."

"Oh yeah?" Pan asked, her lips curling into a grin. "Well see if you can predict this!" With that, she drew her foot back and unleashed a flurry of fast kicks, all of which Trunks either dodged or deflected.

She frowned a little and leant forward, planting her hands on his shoulders as she flipped over him, dragging him along into her flip, flinging him to the ground.

"Whoa!" Cried Trunks as he quickly broke his fall, a slender leg colliding with his jaw. The impact knocked him backward as a fist buried itself in his stomach, followed by a swift roundhouse to his temple.

He flew sideways for a moment, then quickly phased from sight, just barely dodging a ki blast. He reappeared in front of her and the two engaged in an intense standoff, both letting loose flurries of feet, fists, and ki blasts.

After a few minutes, Pan broke away, sweat trickling down her forehead.

"You need more stamina," Trunks told her. "A warrior shouldn't tire so easily! Or so says my dad." He laughed a little.

Pan giggled, shaking her head. "You hang around Vegeta too much, you're starting to act like him."

"Nah, I don't know about all that." He grinned. "But as for power, yeah, I'm definitely like him."

"You sound a little too cocky Trunks," Pan said cracking a grin. "A warrior shouldn't underestimate his opponent!" She leapt at him, and they resumed sparring intensely, blow after blow delivered with great force.

After but a few minutes more, Pan landed a powerful kick, slamming her leg into Trunks' gut, forcing the half-Saiyajin to double over a little as she drove her fist forward into his face, knocking him backward.

"See?" She taunted, firing ki blast after ki blast, Trunks dodging just a few of them. "Being too cocky isn't a good thing!"

"It is when you know one very, very important thing!"

"Oh? And those would be?" She swung her fist again, just as he disappeared. "Trunks?"

He reappeared behind her, his hands on her sides. "I know where you're ticklish!" He started tickling her, and she doubled over laughing. This caused her to lose concentration and she fell to the floor, still giggling slightly. Trunks landed next to her on his feet, wearing a smug grin.

"That wasn't fair!" She yelled at him, climbing back to her feet. "What kind of attack was that?"

Trunks laughed. "I personally thought it was pretty funny."

"Oh yeah? Then this'll be hilarious!" She leapt forward and tackled him to the ground, Trunks landing a bit hard. Trunks felt her body weight slam down onto his chest, the impact knocking the wind out of him.

Pan grinned wickedly. "Gotcha!"

"My, my, what an intense sparring match," Trunks remarked. She gave him a little shove. Then they both looked up toward the door as they heard the sound of the Gravity Chamber hatch opening.

"Enough playtime you two," said Bra, shaking her head at them, "Its time to go to Master Roshi's." Bra grinned a little at Pan, seeing her best friend atop her brother. "Hmm…Do I sense a little something in here?"

Pan felt her cheeks grow warm, a hot blush turning her fair cheeks a light crimson. She quickly sprung up, leaving Trunks alone on the ground. "No, of course not, what would ever give you any idea like that?"

Trunks raised a brow in confusion. "Am I missing something?"

"Uh… No, nothing at all," Pan spat out quickly, inching her way out the door, her back to Trunks, hiding her face.

Bra only giggled. "Yeah, its nothing Trunks. Just get ready to go."

"Well, okay," Trunks said, picking himself up. "I'll be right there." Bra nodded and left the room, walking behind the blushing Pan.

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Gohan sat on the front porch of the elder Roshi's home with an anxious look on his face, staring off into the horizon as if sheer will would make everyone arrive faster.

A single thought paced through his head, the reason for his worry. Come on guys… I hope they all get here without those villains catching them…

A soft, slender hand found its way onto his shoulder, the fairness of her skin contrasting the navy blue of his sleeveless shirt.

Gohan looked up and saw his wife standing over him.

"Don't worry so much Gohan, they'll get here," She said softly.

"I swear, sometimes I think you're psychic Videl," Gohan remarked, a small smile creeping onto his face.

She laughed a little as she lowered herself down, sitting beside him. "I just know you so well Gohan. And trust me, everyone will get here alright."

As quickly as it had come, Gohan's smile faded. "But I called mom almost twenty times, and no one picked up. I even left messages… Goten and mom haven't called back yet."

"Well, maybe their out Gohan," she reasoned, trying to quell her husband's fears, "You know how you're mother likes to cook, maybe they went on a picnic."

He sighed a little and nodded. "Well… maybe you're right. But I still feel like something's wrong…"

"Relax Gohan," came Master Roshi's voice from across the island, his form laid out atop a beach chair, flipping through his favorite magazine collection. "If anything was up we'd have sensed it by now."

"He's right Gohan," chided Videl. "Just have patience."

Gohan nodded. "Okay, you guys are rig—" He looked up, feeling a familiar ki signature wash over his senses.

"Hey, they're coming!" Gohan announced. Videl smiled and looked up, and sure enough, there were three indistinct dots closing in on the island.

After a few moments of waiting, Krillin's family touched down on the soft sand.

"We're here!" Stated Maron, smiling happily.

"And from the looks of things, we're early," said Juuhachi. "We rushed for no real reason Krillin…"

Krillin smiled a little and rubbed the back of his head. "Uh, sorry honey… It was just that I didn't want to be late."

She waved her hand, dismissing it. "So Gohan, why are we here?"

"That'll have to wait Juuhachi," said Gohan, meeting her icy blue eyes. "Not everyone is here yet."

"Call me when you're ready," Juuhachi said as she walked into the house, planting herself down on Roshi's couch.

"I'll join you mom," said Maron, following her mother.

"Count me in," remarked Videl, joining the first two.

"Okay you three," responded Gohan with a nod.

Krillin looked at Gohan closely for a minute, then approached his best friend's son. "Hey, Gohan?"

"Yeah?"

"Hey, how 'bout a quick sparring match? I haven't fought anyone besides Juuhachi in a long while."

Gohan looked a little hesitant. "Well…I don't know if we should."

"Oh, come on Gohan," Krillin goaded the half-Saiyajin. "I know you haven't fought in a while either, seeing as you're a full time professor and all. Just think of this as a favor to your godfather."

Gohan stood up, a smile spreading across his face. "Deal."

With that, the two leapt into the air, their fists, feet, shins, and forearms colliding as they unleashed furious barrages.

Surprisingly, Krillin fended off Gohan's onslaught with a bit of ease.

"You've been studying too much Gohan," Krillin said tauntingly. "You're not as strong as before…"

"Well, I'm still strong enough, Krillin," Gohan shot back.

"I don't know…" Krillin said, stroking his chin. "I think Orange Star College ruined that fighter in you."

With that, the two resumed their spar, the short human evenly matched with the tall half-Saiyajin. After a few minutes more of battle, the three women returned, witnessing the fierce battle.

Juuhachi rolled her eyes. "Men. All they ever want to do is fight."

"Oh, stop it Juuhachi," Videl said. "I haven't seen Gohan have so much fun in a while. He needs to have a good fight every once in a while. I don't think he's even seriously trained once since we got married."

"That would explain why my husband is gaining the upper hand in this battle," commented Juuhachi.

Krillin caught some of that conversation, and he looked to Gohan with a smirk. "You hear that Gohan? The girls are watching! You wouldn't want to lose to an old man in front of them, would you?"

Gohan opened his mouth to answer, but felt Trunks, Pan, and Bra nearby. He smirked.

"Sorry Krillin, but we've gotta end this now." He clenched his fists and a brilliant white aura exploded about him, enhancing his strength far beyond that of Krillin's abilities.

"Hey, no fair!" Krillin complained, just as Gohan grabbed the older man's leg and slammed him into the dirt, sending up a huge cloud of sand. Gohan landed beside the sandy crater, letting his powered up state leave him.

Krillin had just begun to pull himself out of the sand when the trio of part-Saiyajins landed on the beach. Trunks looked at the two warriors and broke into laughter.

"What happened to you, Krillin?" The former monk was rubbing the back of his head and dusting sand off of himself.

"We were sparring," Gohan informed his friend. "Krillin lost."

Videl smirked. "But if I recall correctly, you had to power up, am I right?"

Trunks laughed again, but harder. "You had to power up to beat Krillin?"

"Hey, I resent that!"

Trunks waved his hands in apology. "Oh, sorry Krillin… I didn't mean that."

"I'd like to see you beat him," Gohan shot back. Krillin smiled broadly at that, puffing his chest out.

Trunks grinned. "Why no—"

"Hi Trunks," interrupted Maron, yelling excitedly as she ran over to hug the lavender haired man.

"Hey, Maron!" He said, returning the hug, "How've you been doing lately?"

"Great!" She replied enthusiastically. "Look what my dad taught me!" She leapt into the air and sustained her height, floating with ease above the gathered Z gang.

She smiled just as broadly as her father had, obviously very proud of herself.

"So you can fly now? That's great, Maron!" Trunks nodded in approval. "Some more practice, and you might get to be as tough as your mom and dad!"

Maron giggled. "Yup!"

Pan looked on that the spectacle a little angrily, but hid her emotions well, a smile on her face. "So what's the big news dad?"

"Not yet Pan," answered Gohan, shaking his head. "We have to wait for everyone to arrive."

"Well, who isn't here?" Asked Pan.

"Well, my grandpa, my mom, your uncle, Vegeta, Bulma, Tien, Chaotzu, Launch, Piccolo, Yamcha, Puar, and Juunana." Gohan counted the names on his fingers. "Yeah, that's everyone that lives on Earth's surface."

She sighed. "Well… I guess we have to wait then…" So, they all sat down to wait. Some of them had mock sparring matches, and some just talked to those they rarely had a chance to see. After a while, Tien's family showed up, followed by Yamcha and Puar, and then the Saiyajin Prince and his mate. And even after a great deal of time passing, Juunana managed to show up. But there was no word of the Son family.

"What could be taking so long…" Muttered Gohan to himself, just when he felt the power levels of four persons wash over him. "At last! But wait… What's wrong with them?"

As if to answer that question, Piccolo landed, laying the enormous form of the Ox-King, and the two bodies of Chi-Chi and Goten.

The whole group gasped loudly in shock.

"What happened?" Came Gohan's worried shout. "What happened to them Piccolo?"

"I don't know," responded the gruff, green man, shaking his head. "But whoever did this is certainly out for blood."

Pan moved forward. "Are they…"

"No, who ever attacked them didn't do a thorough job. They're all fine, and should be waking up soon," said Piccolo.

As if to affirm that, Goten's eyes fluttered open. "Go… Gohan…"

At that, the entire Z gang converged upon him, bombarding him with questions.

"Who did this?"

"Are you okay?"

"What happened to you guys?"

Goten shook his head and looked up at Gohan, who had knelt down beside him. "He… He said he was… dad's...dad's third son... with a different... woman..."

"What!" Cried Gohan, just as his little brother fell back into the abyss of unconsciousness.

Hmm… The chapter feels a little off to me… But that's just me.

Senzai: He lies! You think the chapter is the best ever!

Of course I do… But modesty doesn't hurt lol. Well, thank you for reading, and please tell me what you think in a review. Okay, Golden out.