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This will be a short chapter, as I might not have time to write all next week.
"We're here," Krillin said with a tired Robin on his back. Robin looked up at the bright, early morning sky. "Let's go, Yamcha!" Krillin said.
Yamcha nodded, flying toward the ground. Robin looked down at the dizzying height below him, seeing nothing but sand. "Where are we?" he asked.
"In the middle of the Gobi Desert," Yamcha said. "We're actually headed to Beijing."
"Why are we stopping here?" Robin asked.
"Krillin and I are going to Beijing," Yamcha said. "You'll have to walk from here on out."
"Is this a test?" Robin said, stepping into the sand. Krillin and Yamcha stripped the boy of his utility belt.
"That's mine!" Robin said, swiping for his belt. Yamcha hopped back, holding the belt in hand.
"You'll get it back once you find us," Yamcha said.
"I found you!" Robin said, racing toward Yamcha.
Yamcha rushed toward his pupil, taking on the form of a sleek, black wolf with glowing, red eyes.
Robin froze, taking the full force of Yamcha's attack. "Wolf Fang Fist!" A palm strike crashed into Robin's chest, sending him tumbling across the sand.
"What was that?!" Robin said, feeling all of his energy drained from the one attack.
"Find us, and you'll learn," Yamcha said.
Krillin and Yamcha flew off into the air, leaving Robin to fend for himself. "Wait!"
"You think he's gonna find us?" Krillin asked.
"The Boy Wonder?" Yamcha said, slightly increasing his speed. "Yeah, no doubt about it."
"Do you think I could become Batman?" Krillin asked.
"Would your wife approve?" Yamcha asked, laughing at the torment on his friend's face.
"On second thought, I like being Krillin." Krillin and Yamcha fazed out.
"When I find them, I'm going to destroy them," Robin said, angrily trudging through the sand for the next five days. He approached a large gate leading into the outskirts of Beijing.
"You made it," Yamcha said, grinning as Robin charged toward him.
Krillin spun around, knocking Robin to the ground with a roundhouse kick. "You still have energy after that? Great! Now we can begin!"
"Can I get my belt back?" Robin asked.
"You won't be wearing your costume during training," Krillin said.
"Get up, Terra!" Roshi said, shaking Terra awake.
Terra's eyes opened slowly. She looked outside of her teacher's small, pink house on the extremely small, tropical island in the middle of the ocean. "It's so dark outside! What's going on?"
"You have to deliver milk," Roshi said. "Breakfast starts in an hour and a half."
"I don't have a breakfast time though!" Terra whined, struggling to her feet. On her back was a fifty pound turtle shell and weighted bands on her wrists and ankles.
"It's not for your breakfast," Roshi said. "It's for the three hundred inhabitants of the island across the water."
"What?!" Terra exclaimed.
"Let's not waste any time," Roshi said, floating in the air.
Terra followed Roshi outside and flew into the air on a large rock. They sailed over the water to a bigger island the size of a small city with small, dome-like houses and a path leading up an extremely tall volcano. A short, humanoid goat standing next to a large amount of crates with milk bottles waved at Roshi. "Who do ya have this time-ba?"
"Her name is Terra," Roshi said. "She'll deliver all of the milk in no time at all."
"Good, because the festival today gets everyone up in a half an hour-ba," the goat said, making Terra's jaw dropped.
Terra looked at the houses going all the way up the mountain. "There's no way I can-"
"You better get to it," Roshi said, handing her a crate.
Terra scowled and started delivering the milk, straining with every motion. She made it to the top of the mountain with thirty seconds to spare, dropping the last bottle of milk in front of the house. She turned around, looking directly down the path. She took a step forward and lost her footing, falling all the way down the hill. Roshi's foot stopped her rough descent at the bottom of the hill. "Can we take a break?" Terra asked.
"Why?" Roshi said, helping her to her feet. "Your day has just begun!"
"What?!" Terra climbed to her feet.
"Now you have to plow a field."
"That shouldn't be too bad," Terra said. "With my powers, I can-"
"With no powers, and with only your hands," Roshi said, laughing at Terra's scowl. "My student Krillin made the same face when I told him that. Even my other student-" He stopped himself and cleared his throat. "No time to waste. Let's go."
"I would like it if I can keep my cloak," Raven said, feeling exposed in the weighted Crane uniform: a heavy green vest over a yellow tee-shirt, green pants held up with a white belt, and black wrist and ankle weights. Her long hair flapped around wildly in the wind. Stilts were attached to the bottom of her shoes, making it very hard to balance.
"The cloak will hinder your field of vision," Tien said. "Until you can sense energies and track movements like I can, no cloak." Tien and Chiaotzu balanced on stilts high above the rough, icy terrain of the snowy mountains.
"Besides," Chiaotzu said. "You're prettier without it."
Raven blushed, staying silent on that comment.
"Let's get started then," Tien said. "Our main focus will be on chi control, meditation, and balance."
"Chi control?" Raven manipulated a ball of dark energy on her hand with ease. "I can already do that."
"Chi control is not just about channeling destructive energy," Chiaotzu said. "It's also about channeling the energy created by your emotions."
Raven's eyes widened. "My emotions are dangerous!" she stepped back, forgetting she was on stilts. She screamed as she fell back, but Tien caught her before she fell.
"So were ours," Tien said. "That's why Popo chose us to train you." Tien's third eye opened entirely, making Raven hop back in surprise.
"The Jagan Eye?" Raven said. "But how did you-"
"Control, meditation, and balance," Tien said.
Raven understood. "I would like to begin."
"Good," Tien said. "Our base is ten miles south. Once we get there we will begin meditation."
Raven turned south, feeling tired already as she looked at the steep, slippery, jagged slope in front of them. She shivered and started walking. A white beam of chi flew past her head. "By the way," Chiaotzu said. "Don't get hit."
Tien swept Raven off balance with a kick. Raven flipped around, landing hard on her stilts. "Dodonpa!" Tien exclaimed, firing a yellow beam of chi just above Raven's head.
Raven started running down the hill, tripping several times on the way down. Chiaotzu glided down the hill. "This should be interesting."
"This should be fun!" Tien corrected, sliding after his friend.
"What is this place?" Cyborg asked. Trunks took him to a large mountain range relatively close to Kami's lookout compared to his fellow Titans' destinations. They finished walking up the dirt path under the overbearing sun to a heavily rusted, metal door with a red ribbon emblem on the front. Trunks held his hand out, busting the door down with a single chi blast.
"This is a secret lab for the Red Ribbon Army," Trunks said, using the light of a strange, bulky device with a dark green screen on the top of it to see into the room.
"The Red Ribbon Army?" Cyborg said, "you mean that terrorist group that the Justice League destroyed?"
"It wasn't the Justice League," Trunks said. "It was Goku."
"Goku?" Cyborg said. "By himself?"
"The Justice League took out what was left," Trunks said. "Goku destroyed the majority of them."
Cyborg started to realize why Gohan idolized his father so much. "What are we doing here, then?"
"I'm looking for the blueprints to an old project Red Ribbon's top scientist drew," Trunks said. "I hope to give you upgrades capable of the power of an android. You'd be on par with a Super Saiyan if we do it right."
Cyborg's right arm turned into a bright headlight. "Better?"
"Thanks," Trunks said, stepping over the dried bloodstains on the floor of a small, messy room cluttered with a variety of blueprints. "There were twenty one Androids, and I hope that I can give you the best upgrades from each of them."
"Twenty one upgrades in six months?" Cyborg said. "My body can't handle all of that!"
"You'll be training as we go along," Trunks said. "Once you get used to one, we'll do the next."
"I don't know about that," Cyborg said. "If I go past my limit, I may die."
"That's why I'll take the utmost precaution when I place the upgrades on you." Trunks sorted all of the blueprints in a neat stack and set up an operation table.
"How do you know that Gero's components and mine are compatible?" Cyborg asked.
"Because your technology belongs to Doctor Gero," Trunks said.
Cyborg's eyes widened. "What?!"
"He made you what you are now, and knowing Gero, all parts are compatible."
Cyborg laid on the operation table. Trunks opened a door near the back of the room, revealing three failed androids laying in frozen capsules. They were all upgraded with the parts displayed on the blueprints. "Alright," Trunks said, taking a deep breath. He cleaned off a set of tools in the corner of the room in a sink on the wall and scanned the top blueprint. "Are you ready, Cyborg?"
"I guess," Cyborg said. "Let's get started." Cyborg fell asleep instantly, acting as his own anesthetic.
"Where are we?" Starfire said. "I've never been to this region of space before."
"Cironielia," Vegeta said through her red scouter. "It has twice the gravity of Earth."
Starfire looked out of her pod's red window, seeing the large, red planet in front of her. "What will we do when we get there?"
"Cironielia is a level ten hostile planet that Galfore and I visited to establish a Planet Trade Organization resting point," Vegeta said. "They despise Saiyans, but Tamaraneans even more."
"Why do they hate us?" Starfire asked.
"We told the natives what we were there to do, they said no, and Galfore kicked their asses," Vegeta said.
"Then what are we doing here?" Starfire asked again.
"We're gonna kick their asses again, that's what!" Vegeta said.
"Galfore never told me his chapter with you in his space travels," Starfire said. "How did you know him?"
"When I was your age, Frieza went ape-shit with power and expanded his empire. The Saiyans were his workers, but only because he destroyed our planet-"
"Entering Cironielia's gravity field," the pod's automated system said. "Please exit the pod."
"Here's my favorite part!" Vegeta said, opening the pod and leaping from it.
Starfire shakily opened her pod. "Vegeta! Wait!" She jumped out of the pod.
They entered the atmosphere, falling through the red sky of the flat, bleak planet and landing on the purple, mushy ground. "Anyway, they sent me to Tamaran to force the king to sell the planet, and-"
Seven giant, paper white, spider-like humanoids with seven legs and pincers for hands rose from the ground, surrounding the duo. "Vegeta!" one Cironielian hissed.
"Please," Starfire said, feeling her entire body slow down due to the gravity. "We do not wish to fight-"
"And a dirty Troq!" another one hissed, making Starfire's eyes glow green.
"Vegeta, I believe we should kick the butt now," Starfire said.
"When we kill these Kla'artgops, I'll tell you more about the stories of Galfore and I." Vegeta spiked his aura. "Koriand'r, attack without mercy."
"But we haven't-"
"It's either us or them, princess!" Vegeta said, decapitating one of the monsters with ease.
Starfire barely dodged a giant pincer planning to cut her in half. She looked up at the hatred in the monster's eyes, realizing that Vegeta was right.
"Welcome to training, Koriand'r!" Vegeta shouted, happily engaging another beast.
Piccolo dropped Beast Boy on his back in the dirt of the wasteland. Beast Boy looked up, seeing the large, bright moon. Beast Boy hopped to his feet. "What am I gonna learn first?" Beast Boy said. "How to fly? Toss boulders? Fire laser beams from my hand?" He looked at Piccolo for an answer, but received only a blank stare. "So what are we doing?"
Piccolo continued to stare at him, saying nothing.
"Uh," Beast Boy snapped his fingers in front of Piccolo's face. "Dude? Are you okay?"
He waved his hand through Piccolo's body. "What the-" Piccolo disappeared. Beast Boy's heart started to beat through his ears. "Mr. Piccolo?!" Beast Boy shouted. "Dude?! Not funny!"
The roar of a large, reptilian creature Beast Boy had turned into many times made Beast Boy shake. "A Tyrannosaurus Rex?" He turned around, seeing a tall, green dinosaur with very sharp teeth lean forward to take a bite.
Beast Boy turned around to run, but was kicked very hard in the side of his head. "Dodge!" Piccolo's voice shouted.
Beast Boy rolled back, scrambling to his feet. "Piccolo?!"
"DODGE!" Piccolo kicked Beast Boy in the chin, sending him barreling into the sky.
"What are you doing?!" Beast Boy shouted.
"DODGE!" Piccolo barked again, slamming his knee into Beast Boy's spine.
Beast Boy scrambled to his feet again, barely dodging a palm strike. "I did it!" Beast Boy exclaimed. "Now I can-"
"DODGE!" Piccolo slapped Beast Boy across the face.
Beast Boy spun through the air uncontrollably, wondering if he would even make it to the tournament.