"This had better be good, Old man." Piccolo growled.
"The world is in great danger now." Kami replied lowly.
"Gohan is in great danger right now!" Piccolo cried.
"You don't understa..."
"Not ten minutes ago I saw a vile, wretched creature slink in the Son house. I'm sure Gohan is in danger of whatever happened to ChiChi happening to him!"
"Piccolo," Kami stated, fear evident in his voice "You saw the creatures Son Gohan has turned them into."
Meanwhile, on the Earth below
A small child sat on the roof of a random car. It snarled at each person as he or she walked by.
It wasn't long before the owner of the car came out from the near coffee shop.
"What are you doing on my car?" He asked indignantly. The child gave no reply. He walked hastily across the street, his agitation growing with every step he took.
"Whatsa matter? Are you deaf?" He reached his car; he stood an arms length from the child, he decided to forcibly remove him.
A quick blur moved between him and his car.
Blood spurted from his torn throat. He couldn't muster a scream to describe how he felt. Before the people around him could even muster a reason to be concerned, a dark-haired woman leapt from the shadows and bit down on the injured man's throat. That is precisely when the pandemonium broke out.
People ran screaming for all they were worth away from this scene, only to be accosted by three other attackers. Two dark-haired men and one blue-haired woman savagely snarled and pounced upon people, tearing large chunks of flesh from their bones and drinking minute amounts of blood.
No one was immune to their attacks; the young, old, infirm, and even children fell in their wake.
The police arrived in a matter of minutes.
They boxed in one attacker, a man with dark, spiky hair wearing a blood-stained orange gi, within seconds. They leapt from their cars and pointed their weapons.
The assailant hissed at them, misting a combination of spittle and blood from it's fanged mouth.
An officer was startled when he felt someone at his back. He turned roughly, only to see a woman dressed in a maroon business suit. She had a serious wound covering her right shoulder.
"Don't worry ma'am, help will be here soo..."
He was cut off abruptly as the woman lunged forward and sank her teeth into his face. The officer screamed in pain and fear as he felt his flesh being torn away. The other units began to panic.
"That's not one of the original attackers!" One shouted.
"It's an ambush!" Shouted another.
"Call for backup! Call for..." Shouted a third.
Severely wounded people were on them, biting and tearing at flesh. The officers struggled until the mass of people was so great that it formed nothing more than several dog piles of grunting, bloodied people.
The people not attacking the local law enforcement began to rush the houses. People cowered in their homes as horribly disfigured people broke through the doors and windows, viciously attempting to attack the people who dwelled within.
Far Away on Master Roshi's Island
"This is terrible!" Krillen cried, watching the horror on the local news channels.
The helicopters of the various networks had dispatched when they intercepted the police radio calls, and were now broadcasting the entire scene to those within range.
"What's...happening to them?" Yamcha asked desperately, not truly believing what he was seeing.
"Don't worry. " Master Roshi declared from the couch. "Goku is there and he'll stop whatevers causing this." He pointed vigorously to the television screen.
They all breathed a sigh of relief when they saw their saiyan hero running amid the destruction; until he leapt up into a helicopter and proceeded to massacre the people who were attempting to film the scene.
"Something is seriously wrong here. We have to go down there and try to stop it!" Krillen declared.
He ran through the living room and out the door, Yamcha, Tien, and Choatzu hot on his trail. Master Roshi's cries from them to wait and remain with him went unheeded.
The four of them reached the city at record speed; but by the time they had arrived, the entire place was in ruins. The streets were deserted and silent. Not one single creature moved or made a sound.
"Everyone stay close." Krillen commanded.
The four huddled together back-to-back. They would soon find it did them no good.
"Look! It's Goku!" Yamcha announced.
"It's Vegeta!" Screamed Krillen.
The four looked on in horror as their two companions advanced ominously on them.
Meanwhile at Capsule Corporation
Two women staggered from the main house of the Capsule Corporation. Smoke and fire poured out from the lab attached to the house. Blood was splattered all over the two women's face and clothing. Without looking, one could tell that a search for survivors would be fruitless; all people inside this building were now victims of The Creature.
Back in the city, a small boy sitting on a car parked, quite legally, in the middle of town began to giggle evilly.
"Humans...so stupid and yet so delicious.
At the Lookout
Piccolo staggered back from the edge of the Lookout, frightened and sickened from what he had seen.
"What is this? What in the hell is this?!" He demanded.
Kami stepped toward him.
"Do you remember what happened a week ago?"
"Of course I do! We killed that creature!"
Kami sighed in sadness. "You killed its host. The Creature is a mutation, and it's now living inside of Son Gohan's body."
Piccolo stared at him, like he didn't know how to respond.
"How?" Was all he could muster.
"The Creature pounced on Gohan, do you remember that?"
The stare Piccolo gave him was the resounding answer.
"That Creature wasn't trying to kill him, it just needed to leave a piece of itself behind. All it had to do was barely nic the skin and leave just a hint of it's DNA behind in order to go on living."
"You're saying that Creature, transfered itself into Gohan?"
Kami nodded the affirmative.
"What do I do then? How do I get it out of him?" Piccolo asked desperately.
Kami was silent for a long time.
"I'm afraid you can't. The only way this Creature can die is if it's host body does without any type of transference. That will also take care of the slaves it has procured."
A long silence hung in the air.
"I won't kill him." Piccolo stated flatly. "I'll find a way to get Gohan back without sacrificing him to the Creature."
With that, he turned and faced the earth once more. He was truly afraid now; perhaps it was the fact that he was the only remaining Z warrior standing, perhaps it was the fact that the Creature possessing Gohan was gathering slaves at an alarming rate, perhaps it was the fact that Piccolo knew he may have to kill his best friend, or perhaps it was a combination of all three.
His fist clenched, and he screamed in frustration.