"I was surprised to see you here, you know." Master Shen laughed. "When I had first heard that PaoPao had taken over the Dango, I was certain they were in for a decline, and I even mourned your deaths."

"Pft." Mei Lin held back a chuckle, "as if my little sister could even stomach killing me or father, she exiled us like a weak little brat." She chortled, but I have to say, I'm thankful to the Red Ribbon Army and yourselves for keeping her new little clubhouse in check." She patted her Jiang Shi, "Father and I are ready to repay her 2-fold for what she's done to us."

Tao laughed, "then at least save the tailed brat and the rest of Roshi's disciples to us, if you'd be so kind."

"Of course." Mei Lin sighed, "so… what was the meeting about?"

Shen glowered, "those cowards ordered us to stand down for now."

"The nerve, after giving us defective upgrades for our men," Tao growled.

Mei Lin smiled, already aware that they had rushed the doctor to finish the procedures sloppily on more than half of the Crane School students.

"How truly awful." Mei Lin sighed dramatically, "it seems Dr. Gero and his Red Ribbon Army lack respect for the martial arts."

"Exactly!" Shen shouted triumphantly, "Someone else who understands!" He grinned, "so, what is your plan?

"Well, we can't attack unprovoked, we need to be attacked first. And the best way to do that is to push them in a corner. Perhaps, if we knew about that demon that attacked the kingdom, while my stupid little sister didn't claim ownership of that monster, she obviously didn't try to shirk responsibility for it."

Shen frowned, "bah! It's obvious, it's that brat Jasper."

Mei Lin frowned, while Dr. Gero had done extensive background work on each fighter, he had come up blank on two individuals, Jasper and Goku, Goku was obvious, going by his accent and appearance, he was likely not on any citizenship registry, and may have even had a mystical background. Jazz, however, was a bit different. He seemed to have materialized out of nowhere, yet dressed, talked, and acted like a normal human of any major metropolitan city, until the year 749, where he got involved with Bulma and Goku. Remote footage had even found instances of him with her little sister before he met Bulma. Dr. Gero found it strange, but Mei Lin found it suspicious. Jazz at that same time had interacted with Krillin, one of Roshi's disciples, then he and Bulma interacted with Goku, who also became a disciple. Their power and skill felt too suspect to simply be the result of training, and Jazz's extraordinary abilities may have had something to do with it.

"I'm curious though, how was he able to break out?"

"He didn't," Shen growled angrily.

"He didn't?" PaoPao asked.

"The contraption used to hold him in, designed by Dr. Gero, was strong enough to hold even Tien."

Mei Lin raised an eyebrow, Tien was powerful, they had once been close to equal in strength, but through some means, he skyrocketed in power. After some coquettish interrogations, Mei Lin had discovered the boost in power was most definitely connected to Jazz. "Interesting, and Jazz doesn't have the capability of breaking out?"

Shen smiled, "I may not look like it, but I am an expert in martial arts. My specialty is ki techniques, that is what I have my students focus on. Looking at his movements, I can tell he is someone who uses techniques to boost his power past its normal limits on a regular basis."

"What are your tells?" Mei Lin asked with genuine curiosity.

"If you look at how he fights, his reactions are sharper than his movements, there's a slight lag and stutter to his fighting style, not enough to get him killed, but enough to let him make mistakes. These are only possible if he's used to moving faster and attacking with more strength." Shen smirked, "I can believe that he was weaker than my Tien without the use of his techniques."

"But with them?"

Shen shook his head, "his techniques increase his power, but either it lowers or stagnates his speed."

"Then… how did he end up… interfering? As we find him outside the temple for a while, and now he's here?"

Shen looked around, then leaned in. "That boy unlocked one of our hidden martial arts, a technique normally only available to the Three-Eyed Clan… The multiform technique."

Mei Lin widened her eyes, she knew of the fabled technique. "Really…"

"Somehow, he devised a means to rejoin himself, but also increase in power for a duration… that's the only way I can explain his power." Shen slammed the table. "Otherwise, he would have died a long time ago!"

Mei Lin nodded, her interest piqued, "how old is he?"

…

Jazz 4 swung his quarterstaff at Kami. The old Namekian blocked the swing with his cane with ease, then slammed it towards the young man, who flipped backward and swung out his weapon to block the expected thrust. While Kami's greater strength knocked him back, the older Namekian smiled in interest as the boy tumbled back.

"You're getting better." Kami smiled, "your senses have sharpened and your strength has been steadily increasing."

"Thanks." Jazz nodded. He breathed out and twirled his staff then began to meditate. Kami struck him a few times, but the young man barely flinched.

"Your concentration has improved, as has your will." He paused, "though something is distracting you."

Jazz 4 nodded, "my counterpart has blocked his mind from the rest of us." Jazz 4 began simply. "I'm a little confused as to why."

Kami nodded along to Jazz's explanation. "Each of you has taken a different trial, and have attempted to master yourselves. Now, let me ask you a question, what is your multiform?"

Jazz 4 thought for a second, "It's… a technique used to split me into equal parts. It works by splitting my ki in half and separating it within my body, thus splitting myself into two distinct instances. Each 'me' has half my physical strength, speed, ki reserves, and power strength. The reason there are four of us is that the original split himself, then he split his weakened version once, while his first copy split into us." He drew on the floor with ki.

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . /Jazz 1 (original)

. . . . . . / - Jazz (original) - |

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . \ Jazz 2

Jazz - |

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ./Jazz 3

. . . . . . \ - Jazz (copy)- |

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .\Jazz 4

"So… if original Jazz was 100, each of us is 25, including him." Jazz 4 continued.

"I see, and why have you remained separate for this long?" Kami asked.

"I...Jazz, wanted to become stronger, faster, but he also didn't want to rely on any single style of training, so he thought that perhaps he could split himself and devote each one to a different training regiment…"

"I see, and which Jazz has cut off his connection?"

"It was…" Jazz 4 pointed to Jazz 3, "he's the one who was made from the first copy."

"And you know you are the fourth?" Kami asked.

"Well, yes…" Jazz 4 blinked, "we instinctively know which Jazz is the real one, me and 4 especially, since we are so far removed from him, of course, we share the same memories and experiences, the questions you'd ask the original Jazz could be answered by me just as easily."

Kami nodded, "I see, then Jazz...4," he frowned at the term, "what did Jazz 3 experience?"

"Well…" Jazz 4 pondered, "Jazz 2 had used fusion to try and compete with a Saiyan with a power level of roughly 2000 if the way he trounced the guy was anything to go by. And so, in an act of desperation, Jazz 2 split into 2 pieces again, while still fused, and used metamoran fusion once again."

"Is that possible?" Kami asked, eyes wide in surprise.

"Well… yes, it just cuts the time in half and puts a lot of stress on our bodies." Jazz 4 explained, "each multiform split further weakens every aspect of the body, so eventually, the body is simply not strong enough to harness the power thrown at it. Splitting into an 8th of Jazz and fusing back is probably the extreme limit. Jazz 2 split into an 8th, then fused, while technically he came back together, the metamoran fusion is still a wholly different being from Jazz 2, even if mentally and spiritually they are the same, for one, his power, strength, and speed had increased drastically, but durability either remained the same or even lessened, when the fusion split itself and fused once more, it surpassed that saiyan, but couldn't handle the power."

"I see, continue." Kami closed his eyes.

"It was as if Jazz 2, who is ¼ of the original Jazz, split himself into 4 copies, each at 1/16 of the original Jazz's attributes and stats. While most of those attributes are returned and even increase, power capacity and internal durability are two things that never upgrade when a fusion is created." Jazz thought about how Gotenks cut the fusion time down because he simply couldn't contain all the power of the fusion, and how the same thing ended happening to Vegito Blue, while Kefla paced herself to avoid such a fiasco. "Jazz 3 thought that Jazz 2's mistake was splitting again and creating that 'virtually 1/16' moment when it was actually the act of splitting into ⅛ that made the problem."

"How would you feel if you made that mistake?" Kami asked.

"A little embarrassed, and worried if I hurt anyone because of my actions." Jazz 4 said, "but I can understand Jazz 3's reasoning, PaoPao would have died."

"The girl who inadvertently made it impossible for you to return home immediately?" Kami raised an eyebrow.

"Well... " Jazz 4 thought to himself, "our relationship is… complicated." He then thought to the fact that Jazz 3 had been training with PaoPao for the 5 months, then of the tiny glimpse of memories he and the other Jazz's had received before Jazz 3 cut himself off completely. "Oh… oh no…" His face colored.

Kami smiled, "have you come to a conclusion?"

"I'm so stupid, why didn't I realize this before?" He growled, "Jazz 3 is technically Jazz's first doppelganger, I came out from him. He was with Jazz the longest, then split, and together we rushed to help the Tsukimi. He's been the one interacting with them, being called a hero, he's the one who's been with the team the longest, and he's the one who's most aware of PaoPao's feelings. But he's also aware that we ultimately aren't real. So he's pissed." Jazz 4 furrowed his brows, "damn…"

"What happened?"

"Jazz 2 is ignoring me too, what the hell are they doing down there?!"

"Calm yourself Jazz, you have a few more weeks, then we shall arrive on Namek, you can worry later, have faith in your judgment, as I have faith in you. Even if you are all parts of the same whole, I believe in your temperament and judgment."

Jazz 4 could only hope the elder was correct.

…

Jazz 3 crept through the ship like a ghost. He and PaoPao had run into Krillin and Yamcha, contorted like silly string from attempting to grab at the kids. Funny faces and profanity had been written on their faces in sharpy. PaoPao had elected to stay with them to help them untangle, while Jazz ventured towards the normally unmanned sections of the ship.

Steam hissed from pipes as Jazz made his way down the narrow, red-tinted corridors, yet he had not even begun to break a sweat. He found his quarry quickly, but his mild annoyance and amusement quickly changed to concern as he eyes the baldly burned youth. Without skipping a beat, healing flames washed over the children, clearing the burns and blisters that appeared all over their bodies. They began to wake up and cried out in alarm at Jazz's flames.

"Hey! Hey hey hey…" Jazz began soothingly, "it's okay." His flames changed from a deep orange to a pale, softer yellow, and he brought it down for them to see. "It's okay, see… this is my power, it won't hurt you." He moved his hands through the flame to show them he was not burned.

The children shuffled their feet fearfully, but eventually, the boy moved forward and touched them. He turned to his sister. "Sis! It's warm! And I feel good!"

Lazuli stared at the flames, then looked up at Jazz wearily.

"I promise," Jazz looked her in the eye, "I won't hurt you." After a few more hesitant steps, she walked forward and touched the flame. She widened her eyes as all of the aches and pain her body had been in washed away.

Jazz 3 stood up, letting his flames cover them completely. "I'm not very good at this… but…" He began to hear them out of the boiler room corridor, and out in the open.

"There you are you…" Yamcha, still sporting a handlebar mustache, unibrow, and butt scrawled on his cheek was about to snarl at the kids, but after watching their tearful appearance and burnt clothing, he couldn't help but look at Jazz. "Did you beat up those children?"

"Fuck you." Jazz cursed, causing the kids to giggle.

"Oh?" He raised an eyebrow, "Yeah, that is pretty funny, isn't it?" He made a move to grab both kids and began to tickle their bellies, causing them to burst into laughter.

"Aww…" Chi-Chi had forgotten her annoyance with the children.

"Alright, now I'm pretty hungry." Jazz 3 laughed. "Who else is hungry?" Both kids raised their hands excitedly. "Alright then, follow after me!" Jazz 3 let the children down then exploded in a slight whirlwind. The kid's clothing fluttered as they stared in amazement at the Samoyed puppy in front of them.

"PUPPY!" They squealed, chasing after the transformed Jazz 3.

"He's acting different,'' Krillin muttered, a poop drawing stained the tip of his tongue, and a bunch of corkscrews, nails, and squiggly lines decorated his face.

"Jazz probably just has experience taking care of kids." PaoPao said, "why? What about you guys?"

The two martial artists scratched their heads. Yamcha had been a sort of delinquent when his dad kicked him out, and he'd been scrounging off the land as best he could. "Uh… does Puar count?"

Krillin was a bit worse off, he was an orphan, dropped off at Orrin Temple, and was hurled abuse by the monks every day of his life. "I think you are supposed to 'swirly' them or something?"

Chi-Chi sighed, "I'm going to get Goku for dinner."

Playing with Jazz's puppy form seemed to mellow out the kids enough that they reached out for dinner rather quickly. While the others had been expecting typical bratty behavior, the children had eaten dinner rather quietly and thanked the Tsukimi staff who prepared the food. Of course, being children, they immediately hopped off their chairs and ran around the side of the large table to beg Jazz to play some more. The doppelganger, who had not yet finished his meal, turned to look at his friends for help. PaoPao looked away, Krillin was still rubbing some of the marker ink off of his skin, and Chi-Chi was hiding a giggle. He turned to look at Launch but flinched as he saw she was in her blonde form, there'd be no help from her.

"Alright!" Jazz 3 gave off his brightest smile before gently getting out of his chair and flipping over to the kids, who clapped at his feats of acrobatics. "So… what do you kids want to do?"

The twins turned to each other a grinned, they pushed Jazz to the floor and shouted "TAG! YOU'RE IT!" Before turning and sprinting away. Jazz 3 blinked, feigning surprise on his face before smirking, his body exploded into a cloud of white dust, and he appeared as a fluffy yellow cheetah with green eyes.

"Alright! You better run!" The kids giggled at his antics and sprinted down the corridor after them.

"He's… surprisingly good with them," Yamcha muttered.

PaoPao giggled, "well, he does seem a bit more normal than the rest of the men in our group."

Chi-Chi and Bulma looked ready to retort angrily, then they turned to their group, Yamcha had been a bandit, Krillin a semi-lecherous monk, and Goku was… Goku.

"Well…" Bulma sighed, then snapped at Yamcha, "can't you clean off that ridiculous fake mustache?"

Yamcha snapped to attention, "I will, ma'am!" He stood up and marched to his bathroom.

After dinner, PaoPao went to find Jazz and the children. She found them sleeping on his stomach, he was in the form of a red-furred grizzly bear. He opened one bright green eye at PaoPao, and held a quiet finger to his lips.

PaoPao shook her head then mouthed some words.

"We're gonna have the ball tomorrow."

Jazz 3 nodded and closed his eyes. PaoPao looked at him fondly, then turned to leave.

…

Jazz 2 led the warriors to three different locations, the first location was where Goku had fought the mysterious being, then to where he had ambushed the man, then to where he last caught the sent. Bora narrowed his eyes at the ash marks and dried blood on the floor of the area.

"A monster was here…" Some of the men shuddered.

"It really was the great demon!"

Bora stopped them from panicking, he turned to Jazz 2, "Thank you, sir, it seems you were correct, I am sorry for doubting you."

"No worries." Jazz 2 was still in the form of an adult wolf-dog, he scratched his left ear with a hind paw as he sat on his haunches. "Anyways… what is this great demon? Upa was telling me about it a bit."

Bora closed his eyes. "Legend tells of a time when God and the Demon King were friends or even brothers, but the great demon was a corrupted force that ravaged the land. In the great battle, the being that would become the demon king was maimed, and became the evil it is now."

"Wow…" Jazz 2 whistled, "well… regardless, the guy I fought is powerful, I don't know whether Goku could beat him, well, actually, he might be able to win now…" Jazz 2 thought about how he snapped off the being's tail, but he couldn't be certain.

"Are you really a skinwalker?" Upa asked, a little scared.

"No, I'm human." Jazz 2 said, "well, sorta, I was turned into a Noble Werewolf."

Bora's eyes widened in surprise, "I see, I have heard of that tribe of spirit person, but to think I would meet once in my lifetime."

Jazz 2 laughed, "well, nice to meet you, Bora."

"Wait!" Upa said suddenly, "if you want to become stronger, you should go to Korin-sama! He should be able to help you!"

"Smart idea!" Bora ruffled his son's hair.

Jazz 2 turned to the pillar, he had never attempted to climb the pillar correctly, he had only flown up, or rather, original Jazz had. He grinned, "well, it'd be interesting to one-up my original." The silver whirlwind wrapped around his body, revealing a bipedal werewolf covered in silver-white fur. He sprinted towards the base of the wall and clung to it, the muscles underneath his fur began to bulk up as he activated Pump Up at max, and he began to climb up the tower rapidly.

Bora and the others could only look on in surprise at his speed.

Jazz 2 climbed as quickly as he could over the course of the day, and once he felt he was too tired to continue, he began to take short power naps. 20 minutes later, and he was ready to go as if he had a full night's rest. He made it to the top of the tower in 18 hours. And climbed up to meet Korin.

"Oh, it's you." Korin turned to the boy, "or rather, one of you."

"Hello, Korin sir." Jazz 2 bowed.

"Hmm," Korin observed Jazz's wolf-like form. "You've changed since I've last seen you, despite splitting yourself into 4, each 4th is stronger than the original I met 2 years ago."

"Oh?" Jazz 2 asked, "that's nice, I guess…"

"Well, we can skip the pleasantries, I'm assuming you are here to train."

"Well, sort of, I kind of want insight into how I can increase the power of my werewolf transformation and Pump Up technique."

Korin raised an eyebrow as Jazz 2 explained the original Jazz's plan. "Good grief, how powerful are you all trying to become?"

"Well, I don't know, but at the very least, I need to get strong, stronger than Jazz 3, that guy cut off his connection to the rest of us, and Jazz 1 would tell me to leave it be for now, but that's just annoying, I'd like to give that guy a piece of my mind." He looked at Korin and eyed the teapot he had in his hand. "Is that the Super-Powered Water? The real one, I mean."

Korin raised an eyebrow, "you remember it? I remember you gave it to Tien, and he used the same power he gained to knock you out."

Jazz 2 smirked, "look, if I'm not prepared to take a blow, I can't just take it, besides, a lot of stuff happened at the same time. He attacked me, I got chained up, then drugged, it's not the same, and it's not like I'm going to attack my fellow doppelganger, I just need to find out what's up his butt and get him to see reason. If I happen to see Tien, well, together I and Jazz 3 can easily take him."

"Using the fusion technique?" Korin asked, "it nearly killed you."

"Look," Jazz sighed, "ever heard of a double-edged sword? That's what the technique is if I split up too many times, but I know that at the least ¼ of Jazz is enough to survive using the technique for the full 30 minutes, so I'm not too worried, I just hope the meathead has enough common sense to lower his power so that we can fuse."

Korrin shook his head, "if you want the super-powered water, you'll have to train for it."

Jazz 2 sighed, "yeah yeah, alright." He howled out and stretched his power to its limits, then charged the white cat."

…

"...This is boring, there are no chicks…" Krillin sighed as he sipped a cup of juice.

Yamcha was sitting next to him, resting after a few hours of dancing with Bulma. "Have you tried asking any girls out?"

"They're already dating, or my martial arts moves aren't cool enough. Or I'm a bald midget." He growled, staring at Chi-Chi and Goku. The girl had grabbed the monkey-tailed boy and insisted they dance. Goku had refused at first, but Jazz had said that dancing helped improve coordination and spacing, so it was a lot like training. If someone could convince Goku that doing something would make him stronger, he'd almost always do it. Oolong and Puar had stayed by the punch bowl and snack bar, while Launch was exclusively near the wine bar, staring daggers at any men stupid enough to attempt to approach the pretty but hot-tempered blonde.

As she continued to drink bitterly, her eyes caught sight of a tall, bald man with a third eye on his head.

Tien was sipping some water, and Chiaoutzu was floating by his side, both were dressed in pin-stripe suits.

"I just don't understand, Chiaotzu." Tien began, "how could Master Shen and Master Tao change so much? All this backroom dealing, it's undignified."

Chiaotzu barely listened but nodded along as he took a bite of some eggs. "Yeah… things are really weird right now, so many disciples decided to get those things put on their body."

Tien nodded, then turned to spy on the fierce-looking blonde woman. She was breathing hard at him, face flushed and nostrils flared.

"...Does she want to pick a fight or something?" Tien asked confusion and irritation on his face. His eyes rested on the rest of the party, then zoomed in on Jazz. "What the…" This Jazz was markedly different in appearance, a good deal thicker physically, with short hair and well-manicured nails.

"Maybe he's a guest at the party?" Chiaotzu wondered out loud.

Tien didn't answer but began to make a beeline for the boy. Before he could arrive, Launch walked over to him and grabbed his arm.

"Follow me, guy!" She snarled. Tien, more shocked than anything else, allowed the woman to drag him out of the main ballroom into one of the empty balconies.

"Hey… what do you want?" Tien asked angrily.

Launch blushed, "you look cute! Go out with me!" She demanded.

In her head, the Blue-Haired Launch began shouting, "Wait… what?! What are you doing?!"

Tien shook his head, "I don't have the time to deal with a silly woman like you." He tried stepping away, but Launch stopped him from going.

"I wanna hear a yes or no answer!" She shouted.

"Alright." Tien nodded, "no."

"What?! But why?!" Launch demanded.

"I said it before, I have no interest in wasting my time on a woman, I am a warrior, I exist to fight and become stronger."

Launch's scowl turned into a slight smirk. "Well then, I'm a pretty good fighter, how about it?"

Tien looked her up and down. Launch was in a bold red dress that revealed her bust and hugged her body tightly, her hair was done up and flowers wreathed her golden locks, hoop earrings jingled from her ears, and a black purse lay at her side. The disciple of the Crane School burst out laughing. "Don't make me laugh, you're a martial artist?"

Launch scowled, "all right then, I'll prove it." She took off her shoes and ripped the hem of her skirt up to her hip to allow her greater mobility.

"WHY ARE YOU FIGHTING HIM!" Blue Launch screamed in a panic.

"Alright!" The blonde charged forward with a surprising burst of speed. Tien tossed away the glass he was holding and casually blocked the attack. He then widened his eyes as a blast of ki burst out, striking him in the face. "How's that!" Launch shouted triumphantly.

"Pitiful." Tien said, "you're weak and shallow, is that really all you can do?" He pushed Launch off with a bit more force than usual, causing the girl to tumble back.

"Ow! You bastard!" She tossed down a capsule, revealing a tommy gun. She fired at Tien, who moved his hands to deflect the bullets.

The bald warrior flinched in pain as the bullets harmed him despite his ki and deflections.

"Will you take me serious now?" Launch switched to a pair of boxing gloves and pounded her fists together, she leaped forward, blasting towards the warrior with a burst of ki behind her like a rocket. She copied Jazz's twirling side kick followed by a ki-rocket-propelled knee strike, then brought both hands together above her head, forming a massive ball of ki that she condensed into her fist to swing down. Tien ducked under her kick, blocked her knee strike with one hand, and grabbed her wrist with his other.

"I'll take you as seriously as I take children." Tien flipped Launch off the balcony. "Idiot…"

An explosion of ki sounded out as the blonde launched herself into the air, using her ki blast like a rocket once more. "I like you, dammit! Go out with me!" A massive ball of ki focused on both of her palms. Tien prepared for her next attack, only to flinch in surprise as the blonde sneezed. In an instant, Launch's hair turned blue.

"Oh… oh my goodness!" Blue-haired Launch bowed. "I'm so sorry!" She put on her shoes and turned to run out of the balcony.

Tien could only cock his head in confusion, thoughts of fighting Jazz out from his mind. "What a weird girl." He mused.

"Wasn't very strong though," Chiaotzu said.

At the far end of the ballroom, PaoPao was in the midst of fierce negotiations with the King of Grood.

"400 million Zeni annually in 4 separate increments minimum deposit. No interest for the first 3 years, raised to 700 million payment after first three years." PaoPao stated.

"2 billion Zeni once a year minimum payment, with 25% interest that accrues yearly on the original." The king gave off a greedy smile.

"That's too much, the damages amount to 8.7 billion Zeni, 25% interest would accrue over time way beyond the original," PaoPao exclaimed.

Gurumes nodded, "what you propose will take 20 years for your organization to repay the damages owed to my kingdom, I do not have 20 years, and need I remind you of who I have in my employ?"

PaoPao held her tongue. "I understand, but you must make a concession, the damages amount to too much, are you certain you calculated it?"

"Of course!" He shouted, "do you doubt the great king? Fine!" He smirked, "I'm a kind king, I'll give you an offer." He turned to his officials and had them bring out a document. "1 Billion Zeni annually, starting next year, no interest for the first 5 years, and I'll throw in a non-aggression treaty for 10 years."

PaoPao looked over the document, then smiled, "deal!"

Gurume's face twisted in shock as PaoPao signed the document. "Ah… umm…"

"What?" PaoPao's smile widened, "this is what you wanted, correct sir?" She tucked a hair behind her ear and signed the document. A second later, Jazz, carrying an obnoxiously large copy machine, walked over and they created 15 copies of the document. Members of Tsukimi staff walked over, fanning flash photography photos and taking more pictures of the King and of PaoPao. Then, one final picture with PaoPao holding the document and the king's dumbfounded expression was taken.

"Well… thank you very much for the meeting, sir." PaoPao bowed and walked back towards her group.

"Wait!" The king bellowed angrily. "What are you doing?"

"Well, sir, you showed me the treaty, we have photos and video records of the signing of the treaty, I've made multiple copies of the treaty for safe-keeping, and thus, I think we are done."

As they stepped away, Gurume felt his sweat drop, "damn… what… what am I supposed to tell those Red Ribbon Army fellows… they might leave the kingdom…"

The red-haired guard, Pasta, turned to her king, "worry not your majesty, they had foreseen something like this happening."

…

...

Jasper(Jazz) Duncan

Age: 17 years (happy birthday)

Hair color: Red

Skin color: white

Race: Quarter Caucasian(White American of English-Irish descent), Quarter Asian (Korean), Quarter Black(African-American), Quarter Hispanic (Cuban)

Height: 5ft 11inches | 177.8 centimeters

Weight: 159 lbs | 72.12 kilograms, bound by a Crane School Training/ Torture device

Skills: Skills are what you make of them, it doesn't matter what's known, just how to use it

Powers: Magic Materialization (Fire) (Mastered Understanding), Magic Materialization (Water) (Mastered Understanding), Magic Materialization (Ice) (basic understanding), Magic Materialization (smoke) (basic understanding), Magic Materialization (steam) (basic understanding), Magic Materialization (lightning) (beginner Understanding) Telekinesis (Mastered),

General magic: Basic Understanding

Shapeshifting, Mastered Skill level (indefinite)

Noble Werewolf. Juvenile Awakening, 1.5x,

Emissive Techniques: Kamehameha, Don Don Pa, Solar Flare

Body Techniques: Max Power/ Pump Up (1.5x (mastered), 2x (capable), Four Witches Technique, 12 Eyes Technique

Fusion Dance

Powerlevel: 30, will raise to 45 temporarily when using Pump Up/Max Power 1.5, or 60 when using Pump Up/Max Power 2x, if using Juvenile awakening, power will be 67.5 or 90 respectively

Jazz 2 (Currently developing and training his werewolf and pump up ability)

Werewolf: Adolescent Awakening (1.65x), Pump Up/Max power: 1.3(gains power and speed), 1.575(gains power but doesn't lose speed), 2.1x(speed is not reduced as severely)

Powerlevel: 35, will raise to 55.152 or 73.5 utilizing Pump Up, raises to 57.75 utilizing juvenile awakening alone. If utilized with Pump Up, raises to 75.075, 90.95625, and 121.275 respectively

Jazz 3 (Currently training with Master Roshi)

Powerlevel: 47.5, Pump Up: 71.25 or 95 respectively, with Juvenile Awakening: 71.25, if utilized with Pump Up: 107.25 or 142.5 respectively

Jazz 4 (Currently on the 6 month trip to Namek with Kami)

Powerlevel: 41

Staff Technique: Intermediate

Hand to Hand Technique: Intermediate

Ki techniques: Basic

Magic materialization: Intermediate

…

…

Afterword:

It looks like things are beginning to rear up once again, and a clash is inevitable, it looks like, just like PaoPao, Mei Lin took on witchcraft, but as opposed to her more kind-hearted little twin, Mei Lin is not opposed to dark techniques to gain power, as she seems to have turned their father into a Jiang-Shi permanently. As the former leader, he must have some considerable power.