Bulma groggily woke up as the sun started to shine on Korin's Tower. For a few seconds the young genius wondered where she was and then started shivering as the memories of King Piccolo's assault rushed at her. It was only because of her memories of being rescued by everyone that stopped Bulma from breaking down in tears. King Piccolo wasn't here. Goku and the other guys would have to have taken to someplace safe.

After taking a few minutes to calm her nerves, Bulma looked around the room trying to figure out where she was. Wherever she was, it wasn't one of the gang's normal hangouts. The Spartan room reminded her of a monastery. Must be some place Goku had wandered by over the years. After all, how could Roshi know about a monastery let alone be let in? The old perv would probably set off every evil ward at a temple with his lecherousness.

Bulma got out of bed and grumbled for a few seconds about sleeping in a bloody and torn outfit. She only half heartedly grumbled since it wasn't like she wanted any of the guys to change her. The young genius pulled out a capsule, used it to bring out her emergency wardrobe and spa set, and spent the next hour cleaning up and refreshing herself. Occasionally, Bulma would glance over at the bed Launch was resting on with concern. Part of Bulma wished that 'evil' Launch had been around to see King Piccolo's attack. At least then 'good' Launch wouldn't have to have seen such a sight. Nice Launch was simply too innocent to deal with such a sight.

Once Bulma was fixed up, she left the room and began to wander around trying to find everyone. The first room she passed was full of pot stuffed with beans. Next was obviously the room that Tien and Chaotsu had claimed since the Crane emblem could be seen poking out one of the packs. She then passed Roshi's room and after that Korin's bedroom although she didn't know who it belonged to. The last room that Bulma passed was Goku and Krillin's bedroom. A gleam of light caught Bulma's eyes and she quickly saw that it was the sunlight reflecting off of Goku's scouter.

Curiosity ensnared Bulma and she quickly walked over and picked the scouter up off of Goku's bag. Bulma carefully put the scouter on like she remembered Goku doing and turned it on. The scouter quickly detected the six warriors on the upper level of the tower's temple. However, Bulma just scratched her head. "What's going on? How was Goku able to use this device? It's obviously working, but this isn't any alphabet I've ever seen."

The young genius turned the scouter off and started digging in Goku's bag. Normally, she wouldn't have violated her friend's privacy like this. However, things weren't making much sense to Bulma and she needed to get to the bottom of things. She quickly found a notebook and opened it half expecting to find Goku's journal. The notebook was filled with technical sketches of the scouter with all of the notes written in the same language Bulma saw on the scouter screen. As she flipped threw the pages she saw more sketches on a number of items including the armor she had seen Goku wear and of all things a spacepod. What was Goku up to?

Bulma put down the handwritten technical guide and spotted another notebook in Goku's bag. Slightly hesitant, but still extremely curious, Bulma picked it up and started to leaf through it. There was more of that strange writing, but this book also had normal writing she could read. Bulma read down the list and whispered out, "Oh my god." This notebook was nothing more than conversion tables for finding the materials needed in the first notebook. For those materials which didn't have a human made counterpart, Goku had written instructions for how to make the materials out of what was available.

Like a light bulb turning on, everything fell into place for Bulma. Goku's tail, his strange ability to turn into a giant monkey, the weird blood work that the doctor had mentioned before Roshi hypnotized him, and the strange technology he had which included plans for a spaceship. It could only mean one thing; Goku had to be an alien.

After getting over that shock, Bulma quickly decided that it didn't really mater what Goku was. The planet was currently being attack by a demon from a bygone era, so what was so strange about an alien being on the planet? Besides, Goku was a better friend than a lot of humans she could name.

The sound of a groan coming from the hallway caused Bulma to hurriedly put everything back the way she had found it. She then left Goku and Krillin's room following the sounds of the moaning and groaning. Bulma quickly reached the temple's main open air hall and saw everyone lying around clutching their stomachs in pain. After blinking in confusion, Bulma spotted a cup that still had a few drops of Ultra Divine Water. She picked up the cup and briefly tasted the Ultra Divine Water before spitting it out. "What the hell? Were you guys trying to commit mass suicide by poisoning and botched the job up?"

As if by cue, Goku's eyes opened up and he let out a primal roar. Visible ki started to flare from the young saiyan and the air started to crackle around him with power. The hairs on the back of Bulma's neck stood strait up and she back away in fear. One by one, the other fighters awoke and followed Goku's lead letting their new powers flare.

Several minutes of chatting and one breakfast later, everyone in the tower including Launch was up and ready to figure out what they would do. Finally Korin took over and said, "The Ultra Divine Water did what it was supposed to do. Chaotsu and Krillin are near Roshi's old strength. Tien has enough power that he could have killed King Piccolo by himself before the demon king's youth was restored. Roshi and I both have enough power to challenge King Piccolo even though he is still more powerful than us. As for Goku, your power is almost as much above King Piccolo's power as his is above Roshi and me."

"Still, even with the power we now have we cannot rush in to beat King Piccolo. As hard as it may be to accept, we all need some time to adjust to our new powers. The problem is that in the time it will take us to train King Piccolo will undoubtedly have recreated his demonic army."

Goku quickly spoke up. "I'll be able to take care of his army. King Piccolo created several new soldiers last night and all of them were around Chi-Chi's killer in power level. I can go Oozaru and decimate any army that's sent against me at that power level." Goku paused long enough to look Korin and Roshi both in the eyes. "I'm being completely serious. My Oozaru state is usually supposed to be used to against large masses of enemies or someone who's far too powerful for me to beat in my normal state."

Roshi nodded his head accepting what Goku told everyone. "Well, that solves what to do about the demonic army. If necessary, Korin and I can double team King Piccolo if Goku is too worn out to fight. It would probably be best if the rest of you were to either help Goku clear out the demon army or to hang back and attack King Piccolo if Korin and I fail to kill him. After all, he should be weakened to the point in such a scenario where any of you could kill him. We can finalize any plans for our assault during our training."

Tien then said, "It sounds like we have a plan that will work. Still, is there anything we can do to increase the odds in our favor? We are dealing with the fate of the planet here."

"Um," Bulma hesitantly spoke up. "I could make you all some suits of armor like Goku had. Provided Goku hands me the instructions and helps with some of the translation. I saw part of the instructions in one of your books Goku."

Not really bothered at the idea of Bulma snooping around, or perhaps it was simply some residual naivety left in him, Goku grinned. "That's great Bulma. My armor really saved my bacon when King Piccolo attacked me. If it hadn't been for that armor I would have ended up like Yamcha."

Things were quickly settled by the dragonball gang. Bulma would leave for one of Capsule Corp.'s auxiliary labs with copies of Goku's notes relating to his armor in order to make new armor for everyone. All of the fighters left for the Yunzabit Heights so they could train with the least probability of being detected by King Piccolo. Launch went with them as the group cook. It was agreed that they'd all meet back at Korin's Tower in a week to launch the assault. Originally, Roshi wanted to have 14 days of training, but King Piccolo's decision to blow up a city to celebrate his ascension as king of the world cut down the training time.

One week later, Earth's unknown team of heroes was being flown towards the newly renamed Pandemonium City to take out King Piccolo. All of the fighters were dressed in armor that looked almost exactly like something that would become very fashionable on Yardrat in the next decade. However Bulma's armor included armor for both shoulders, boots, greaves, and vambraces. Bulma had also been able to improve the formula for the composites that made the armor granting them twice the resistance to ki attacks that Goku's old armor.

Bulma dropped the fighters off by one of the camps that the former residents of Eastern Capital had set up after being driven from the city. The plane took off as soon as the fighters were off so that Bulma could go some ways away to set up the moon projector she had built. Fuzzy, the now former King of Earth, was the first to approach the six warriors. "What are you men doing here?"

Roshi turned to Fuzzy and bowed his head. "King Fuzzy, we're here to put an end to King Piccolo."

A look a panic filled Fuzzy's face. "Please sirs, I beg of you to flee. I don't have any doubts that you are all strong men, but King Piccolo's power is beyond your imagination. For your own sakes, please leave and find somewhere to hide so that you can be safe."

Korin stepped forward drawing a lot of people's attention to the fact that a cat was wearing battle armor. "With all due respect your highness; we know exactly what we're facing. Everyone I'm with has fought against King Piccolo before trying to prevent this deplorable situation for ever happening and nearly was able to stop it. King Piccolo was only able to narrowly escape with his life and we're all much stronger now than we were before. King Piccolo was defeated once long ago and he's about to be defeated again."

Just as Korin finished speaking, a projection of the full moon appeared in the sky. Krillin took one look at the projection and grinned. "Alright Goku, do your thing and send these demons back to hell."

Fuzzy and the other nearby residents of the refuge camp watch in awe and amazement as Goku transformed into his Oozaru state. Goku roared out, "KING PICCOLO, WE'RE COMING FOR YOU!" He then launched a ki blast from his mouth into the city blowing up a city block and a den of King Piccolo's minions. The five remaining warriors quickly jumped up and climbed aboard Goku's kaju like frame. As soon as everyone was aboard, Goku smashed threw the city wall like a kid running through a stack of foam blocks.

Pandemonium City instantly went from being demon capital of the world to insanity capital of the world as Goku went to town like Godzilla on Tokyo. The oozaru saiyan was throwing skyscrapers at supersonic speeds towards his enemies and creating massive craters with his mouth blast attack. King Piccolo's spawn were dying in droves by Goku's hands as the city's remaining gas mains exploded creating a fiery inferno. Occasionally, one of the marital artists on the Goku express train to hell would take care of a demon spawn or two that managed to survive when Goku took out a cluster. However, that didn't happen very often as Goku was very through in his extermination of the minion pest.

Up in the world palace King Piccolo gazed upon Goku's monstrous form with fear. "How can this be? How could this pathetic planet give rise to a being so much more powerful than me?" Not even King Piccolo's pride could protect him from the pure unadulterated power radiating from Goku. The oozaru glanced at the palace, opened his mouth, and fired a beam right next to the palace taking out minion breading facility King Piccolo had created. After all, he wasn't about to spend all his time making eggs and had created a few minions who could spawn others. Now, they were all deep fried.

Hidden on Goku's shoulders, Krillin watch in awe as Goku continued destroying the city and the minions. After shooting down a rogue minion, Krillin called out to Korin. "This is insane. How can Goku keep on generating so much power? I mean, I know this form gives him ten times his normal power, but shouldn't he be losing some steam?"

Korin deflected some debris with his cane and quickly shot back. "I believe this form also increases Goku's ability to regenerate his energy as well as increasing it. Besides, I think Goku is also drawing in energy from the false moon somehow. I've noticed that Goku looks at it from time to time and felt his energy rise a bit afterwards."

On the other shoulder, Tien was shooting low level Dodonpas at several wounded minions. No need to let them heal and attack later. Chaotsu had his eyes closed and was telepathically talking with Goku and using Goku's eye to see. Chaotsu was using his telekinetic powers to slow down minions from spreading out whenever Goku targeted a bunch. Thanks to Chaotsu and Goku's teamwork, only a few minions were getting through.

Back in the palace, King Piccolo knew he needed to do something or he'd be destroyed by Goku. His pride in his strength and his rage at this insurrection didn't matter to him. All that mattered was finding a way to beat the beast challenging him. Suddenly, an idea came to the demon king. Stretching out his arms King Piccolo mentally called to his remaining minions, "My servants! Give me your energy so that I might slay this beast and avenge our comrades!"

All across Pandemonium City, the surviving minions shriveled up and dropped to the ground as they sent all their energy to King Piccolo. Goku blinked his eyes in confusion as he felt the strands of energy start to converge on the palace. What was going on? Suddenly Roshi called out form on top of Goku's head. "It's King Piccolo, he's getting stronger!"

As soon as Roshi said this, King Piccolo broke through the palace roof gaining admittance to the kaju club. King Piccolo used the energy from his remaining minions to grow in stature and power until he rivaled Goku's oozaru form. He glared at Goku and called out, "Now you will see why it's useless to challenge the demon king!"

Thanks to Chaotsu, Goku and the other warriors were able to change tactics. Goku and King Piccolo quickly got into a martial arts match with the city as their ring. At the same time, everyone who had previously been on Goku jumped ship and like parasites seeking a new host landed on King Piccolo. While getting tossed around like a wrestler in a cage match, King Piccolo quickly discovered that it is very hard to fight when you have five comparatively insect sized fighters climbing all over you insisting on being pains in the butt. In Roshi's case, he was literally a pain in the butt when he fired a Kamehameha Wave into King Piccolo's ass.

For ten minutes Goku and King Piccolo brawled in the now ruined city. While King Piccolo was able to get several good hits in, Goku was clearly dominating their battle. Ever since the battle started Goku had been the more powerful warrior and he had far more experience in fighting as a giant. His friends' constant interference merely rigged the match for him. Finally, Goku wore King Piccolo down to a point where he could finish him. Everyone abandoned the S.S. Demon King as Goku grabbed King Piccolo's leg and tossed him into the air.

Unknown to Goku, news helicopters had been recording his battle with King Piccolo and transmitting the footage throughout the world. All across the globe, people huddled by their TVs praying that Goku would deliver them from King Piccolo's tyranny. Thanks to high powered microphones, everyone heard as Goku began to chant out the Kamehameha Wave and watched as he shot the massive beam into the air at King Piccolo. The Kamehameha Wave struck King Piccolo dead on vaporizing his legs, almost all of his chest, and most of his arms before it continued on into space.

Everyone around the world broke out into cheers as what remained of King Piccolo's body shrunk and stated to fall back to Earth. However, no one, not even Goku or his companions, noticed that King Piccolo wasn't quite dead yet. With his dying breath, King Piccolo made one last egg and shot it off over the horizon. The demon king died with a smirk on his face. Let these foolish mortals have their victory, was his final thought, because in the end his son would avenge him.

It took the dragonball gang almost ten hours to return to Korin Tower after King Piccolo's death. Apparently, people were eager to swarm the man who had saved them from a tyrant who had caused more destruction in one week than any three previous kings had done in their entire reigns combined. Luckily, Bulma was able to bail Goku's fat out of the fire by first getting him to vocally claim Capsule Corporation as his sponsor. With that confirmation she was able to tell all of the reporters to take it up with the public relations department of CC.

Even though the group had been able to fend off the vultures that were masquerading as reporters, they weren't able to fend off the well wishers. In all honesty, it was almost impossible to resist the heartfelt thanks of the camp dwellers. The now restored King Fuzzy quickly ordered a party to celebrate King Piccolo's defeat. This resulted in a three hour delay for the dragonball gang and oozaru sized headaches when they woke up the next morning at the Tower.

Once the living dead were fully revived, the dragonball gang was gathered around Korin's dinner table trying to figure out what they should do next. Bulma glanced over at the box holding the seven stone dragonballs and sighed. "I guess we're just going to have to wait a year until we can revive Yamcha and the others."

Korin frowned and solemnly said, "Things aren't that simple. The dragonballs aren't supposed to remain in the area where Shenlong has been summoned after granting a wish. I've examined a dragonball after a wish was granted once long ago and I can tell you that something very wrong has happened. Even in stone form, the dragonballs are supposed to have a series of magical protections on them that prevent them from being damaged. I can faintly sense these protections emanating from the dragonballs, but is almost like the protections have been turned off. Who knows what caused this or if whatever caused this has affected Shenlong's powers."

"What?" Krillin blurted out in shock, "You mean that Shenlong won't be able to bring back everyone?"

Korin shook his head. "I never said that Krillin. I said that something has damaged the magic protecting the dragonballs. Whether or not this has affected Shenlong's powers remains to be seen, but we must acknowledge the possibility that this might prevent us from reviving all of our friends."

Tien frowned and said, "Surely there's a way to repair whatever damage has happened to the dragonballs? I know that they are mystical artifacts, but even so they must have been created somehow. If they were created then surely they can be repaired."

Everyone turned to look at Korin hoping he might have some answers. The white cat frowned as he thought and then gave his answer. "There is someone who would know for sure, Shenlong's creator Kami, the god of this world." After a round of gasps from everyone, Korin continued. "Yes, I know this might come as a shock to you, but god really did create the dragonballs. Who else did you think could have made them? Since he made them, we'll have to ask Kami what is wrong with the dragonballs and if necessary beseech him to repair them."

Coming out of her shock, Bulma asked, "and just how do we do that Korin? I mean, it's not like god's address can be looked up on a web browser."

Korin grinned, "Luckily, I know where god resides. His palace floats high above this tower beyond our sight. Its magic makes it impossible for it to be reached by normal methods like a plane or rocket ship unless he specifically wills it. However, we do have a method of reaching his palace. On the top of this tower is a spot where one can place the Nyoi-bo and by willing it to extend the staff will take someone to Kami's lookout. That is the true purpose of the Nyoi-bo. The only reason I gave it to Roshi is I figured that after so long there wouldn't be a person worthy of an audience with Kami. This is because whoever journeys by this method must first have the strength to climb this tower and have a heart as pure as snow. Such a combo is almost impossible to find."

Roshi quickly spoke up. "What about Goku? He's proven that he doesn't have any evil in his heart and was able to climb this tower years ago. Couldn't he leave for an audience with Kami?"

Korin quickly nodded his head. "I was just about to suggest that myself. Goku is the only one of us worthy of meeting Kami and thus it is up to him to find out what has happened to the dragonballs. However, before Goku goes, I want to say this." Korin stopped for a second to look Goku in the eyes. "I have one bit of advice when you visit Kami. Know that you've seen his face before only at the time it was worn by an enemy."

After an hour of constantly being attacked by thunderclouds, something that Goku wasn't expecting since Korin's tower was above the clouds, Goku finally reached Kami's Lookout. Goku quickly climbed to the top of the Lookout and looked out at the palace and the island gardens around it. He took a few deep breaths and muttered to himself. "Strange, why am I so winded when I haven't done anything?"

Suddenly a voice beside Goku spoke up. "It's the thin atmosphere here. There's barely enough oxygen for a person to live so you have to conserve every movement. Any wasteful motions will quickly leave you exhausted."

Goku whipped his head around to spot Mr. Popo standing next to him. For the next hour Goku tried to see Kami, but Mr. Popo was adamant that Goku wasn't ready to see Kami. Finally Kami decided to end the duo's little argument by coming out and meeting Goku.

The young saiyan froze as soon as Kami's face left the shadows. Calmly staring back at him was the wrinkled face of King Piccolo before his youth had been restored. Goku's hands immediately turned into fists and it was only Korin's warning that stopped Goku from attacking the Piccolo look alike. Desperately trying to keep his battle lust in check, Goku firmly asked, "Am I correct that you are Kami?"

Kami nodded his head. "That is correct young Goku. I am Kami, the god of this world. I see that my appearance disturbs you. Let me put your mind at ease, the reason why King Piccolo and I look alike is because once, long ago, we were the same being. Before I became the god of this world, I had too much darkness in my heart and through deep meditation was able to expel it from my being. Sadly, this darkness took on a life of its own as King Piccolo who, much to my shame, has been a plague to the people of Earth."

For a few minutes Goku just stood where he was thinking about what Kami told him. Kami's tale struck a cord deep within Goku's heart. He too struggled with an inner darkness; only his was the darkness of what his race had become. Finally, the young saiyan looked Kami in the eye and asked, "Sir, I came here because something has happened to the dragonballs. My friends and I are worried that we won't be able to wish everyone back. Do you know what has happened to them?"

A solemn expression covered Kami's face. "King Piccolo killed Shenlong after his youth was restored. In all honesty, I think it is for the best. When I made the dragonballs, they were supposed to be a source of hope for the people of Earth. However, they've become nothing but a source of pain as people have sought them for their own selfish desires."

To Kami's surprise, Goku got on his knees and started to beg. "Sir, the dragonballs haven't just been a source of pain. Thanks to them, a little boy has his father back that was killed in front of him. Many of my friends were able to meet and find good friends just by searching for the dragonballs. As for people seeking them for selfish desires, most people don't believe that the dragonballs exist. To them it's a comforting tale. Please Kami; can't you restore Shenlong so that all the people killed by King Piccolo can be revived?"

Kami looked deep into Goku's eyes and then sighed. "Very well Goku, because of your selfless defense of others I shall restore Shenlong. However, your friend Bulma must hand over the 'dragon radar' and promise to never make another one unless I or the next god of Earth gives her permission. Such a device makes it too easy to gather all the dragonballs making the temptation to abuse them far too great. If there ever arises a time in the future when Shenlong is needed, I will allow a champion such as yourself to use the radar to collect the dragonballs. For any other wish one must search for the dragonballs the old fashion way. This is the only condition I put on Shenlong's revival. Once I have the dragon radar, I will revive Shenlong and we can talk about other pressing matters."

Once Kami finished talking, Goku ran towards the edge of the lookout, slid down the stairs, and then free fell from the lookout with his tail wrapped so that he couldn't fall away from the Nyoi-bo. A little over an hour later Goku returned with a smile and the dragon radar in hand. He cheerfully handed it over to Kami. "Here you go, Bulma says she won't make any more dragon radars, but is going to leave me some blueprints in case the need arises for the radar to be repaired or to make a new one."

Kami nodded his head and replied, "I supposed that is good enough." He then had Popo bring out Shenlong's statue and revived the dragon. Kami then said, "As a favor for you Goku, I've allowed Shenlong to return to the dragonballs fully powered so that your friends can revive everyone now instead of waiting a year."

Goku jumped up and gave Kami a hug much to the green god and Mr. Popo's surprise. "Thank you Kami, thank you! I can't wait to see Chi-Chi, Yamcha, and everyone else again."

The young saiyan got off of Kami and was just about to turn and leave. However, Kami called out. "Goku, there's something we have to talk about."

Goku turned and looked at Kami. "What is it sir?"

Kami sighed and replied, "Your victory over King Piccolo was not as total as you think young Goku. While you did kill King Piccolo, he had time to create one more egg before he died. This egg does not contain a mere minion like the ones you killed. Inside this egg rests King Piccolo's heir. I can sense that even now, mere hours after his birth, this son has all the power King Piccolo ever had with potential to grow far stronger and burning desire to avenge his father. Also, I felt as King Piccolo imparted all of his memories onto this heir so that he would know who to kill in order to avenge his father."

A serious look crossed Goku's face. "Why are you telling me this Kami?"

"I'm telling you this Goku because I wish to train you to defeat King Piccolo's heir. I doubt that you will be able to use that transformation of yours again in battle since King Piccolo's memories will tell him that the moon was the key to your transformation. As you are now you have a lot of power, but you don't know how to truly and completely control it. King Piccolo's heir will have all of his father's experience and thus far more control than you. You will need everything you can get if you are to survive."

"Still, there is some good news in all of this. Knowing how my darker half thought, I believe that his heir will not make a move against you or your friends until the next Tenkaichi Budokai. That will give us three years to train you Goku. Do you accept?"

Goku nodded his head and replied, "When can we begin?"