"Wow! You've really improved!" Goku laughed as he sat down, he wasn't using his golden-eyed form, which Jazz had told him to call "Ikari" or "wrathful", but still, Chi-Chi had really made him work hard for his win.

"Thanks!" Chi-Chi reached for her massive weights and put them back on. A year ago, the group had reunited with Goku just in time to get the dragon balls. PaoPao had used it to revive all the people killed by the actions of the Red Ribbon Army and their allies in the Crane School and Mei Lin. Unfortunately, PaoPao's father died over 1 and a half years ago, and both he and the jiang-shi created by Mei Lin were unable to be revived due to her magic. Goku had collected the 4-star ball from the sky once more, and bid his friends a heartfelt goodbye. Chi-Chi elected to come with him. Goku had at first been reluctant, fearing that Chi-Chi would slow him down. But the second, long-haired Jazz, before he left, gifted Chi-Chi his Kintoun. With that, the girl could follow him anywhere without having to crown in his cloud. Their days consisted of training, finding food, training some more, and meeting new people. Over time, Goku found Chi-Chi to be a very interesting, but sort of weird girl. She'd always be smiling around him, loved to pick flowers and put them in her hair, and liked girly things like long baths, pretty dresses, and animals like dogs and ponies. But whenever Goku was ready to train, she would do it too, he asked her once if she liked the training, and she said not particularly, but that there was a certain boy she looked up to. She also got really mad if they slept in the same room, and hit him once when he was so sleepy he decided to try and sleep on her crotch as he did with Grandpa Gohan. But she was otherwise really nice and friendly, and when they weren't training, they could talk for almost an hour about all the things they did over the day before going to bed.

When Chi-Chi had begun training with him, she was really weak, so he had to slow down to have any fun, but after 2 months, she caught up and really began to train hard. Every once in a while, they stopped by the Land of Korin, where the guy, Reuben, lived. He had set up a Senzu Bean farm, and every 3 months, he had 2 beans ready for the two to have and use in case training got a little too intense. Goku felt stronger than he did the year before, but it didn't feel like enough.

"Man, I'm stumped, you've gotten really tough Chi-Chi! But I don't think I've improved too much."

"No!" Chi-Chi shouted, "you've gotten a lot stronger too! If it wasn't for you ahead of me, I don't think I'd have been able to progress this far." She turned the sizeable fish in front of her over the fire as she evened out the spit-roast. Since she chose to live like Goku, she ate like him as well, though, adding instructions like thoroughly cooking or roasting food, washing hands, and the food before eating it, and bathing regularly to avoid illness, she also had a capsule full of spices, medicine, and bandages. "If it wasn't for you…I'd probably be dead or hurt badly. And my dad…" Her face darkened.

"What's wrong with your dad?" Goku asked. "Is he a bad guy?"

"No, I love my dad!" Chi-Chi shook her head, "but after my mom died, my dad was cold and cruel to a lot of people, he was respectful and even kind to the loyal ones, but strangers were always treated horribly. I didn't have any friends when I was younger, all the other kids were too scared of my dad."

"Oh, wow…" Goku had spent his time on the mountain contentedly, but he knew that being around friends was really fun, he could only imagine the loneliness. "I'm really sorry."

"I used to think…" Chi-Chi said, eyes blurring, "that maybe my dad was turned into a monster, and I was a monster too."

"You aren't a monster," Goku said, smiling. "You're a great gal! And an awesome friend and training partner." He sighed, then looked at his tail. "Besides, I'm the monster. I… to my own grandpa…"

Chi-Chi widened her eyes, she vaguely heard that Jazz had accidentally killed his grandpa back when he hadn't been able to control the oozaru, and while the form terrified her at times, she always remembered that it was the Goku who caught her attention and helped her save her dad. The same brave boy who almost died trying to rescue a friend. "You aren't a monster." She grabbed his hand, "you couldn't control it, but you worked hard, you learned and practiced, and you met your grandpa again! He was proud of you Goku!" She smiled, "you're strong, both here," she poked his arm, "and here," she poked his chest.

"Thanks!" Goku looked at her hand, the first thing that went through his head was some of the books Roshi had them read. He blinked at Chi-Chi for a few seconds.

Chi-Chi looked at his eyes, then her eyes glanced towards her hand which still gripped his. "Oh! Uhh! Sorry!" She pulled her hand away, blushing profusely and running off. Goku blinked a few more times as he looked at her fleeing form.

"Wait!" He suddenly shouted, grabbing her fish. "You're gonna burn your dinner!"

…

Jazz 4 stretched his limbs as he faced the namekian in front of him.

"Don't tell me this is all you can do?"

"No, it isn't, sir!" He extended his hand, materializing from it was a gold bo-staff with red edges. He charged forward, staff swinging.

The namekian raised his cane, blocking the blow and knocking the strike away. Jazz smashed his fist forward, the Namekian blocked it easily and blew Goku back. Jazz, or, Jazz 4, laughed as he backflipped. The namekian chased after him. He moved faster than Jazz could move back, but Jazz 4 anticipated the attack. "Ryu Ruyi Jingu Bang" The staff extended from below him, piercing the ground before launching Jazz 4 into the air. It took 3 seconds for him to reach the first layer of clouds, but before him, he watched as the namekian, Kami, chased after him. "Extend!" The staff extended even further, above the clouds. Kami was upon him in an instant. Jazz smirked, "expand!" The staff thickened, exploding out and launching him backward. Kami extended his hand, shooting out a blast towards the staff, which disappeared seconds after Jazz 4 let go.

"Quite impressive!" Kami said to the rapidly falling Jazz.

"Thanks!" Jazz waved his hands and shouted out, from his hands a fan materialized. "Ryu-Bansho! Give us a smile!" A massive gust of wind burst from his fan, speeding up his fall to the floor, he turned to face the ground, carried by the winds while also aided by his flight, before he landed, he swung once, then swung again, a thunderstorm appeared above him at the first swing, and the clap of lightning rung through and pouring rain fell from the heavens. Kami flew through the clouds with ease, splitting the clouds from the force of his flight. "Gotcha!" Jazz 4 smirked. His eyes turned blue and electricity filled his hands. "Wabowabobobo!" He raised his hands then dragged them down as if he was pulling on ropes or reigns. The lighting from the heavens gathered to his hands. "It's not that fast compared to light speed or anything." Jazz 4 smirked as the electricity began to swirl alongside the phoenix flames, "but it's at least a humble 270,000 miles per hour." He concentrated his ki into the tips of his palms, ki, flames, and lightning forming together, then fired out a powerful blast of energy. Kami dodged out of the way but watched in awe as the blast passed the sky and exploded out into a massive boom.

Kami landed, "quite well done Jazz, you've progressed quite well. In the year we've been here you've taken to your powers quite well."

An 18-year-old Jazz 4 smiled, "thanks, Kami." He stretched, "it certainly feels good to let loose, even if you go easy on me." He laughed, "I almost feel bad for my original and fellow doppelgangers." Jazz 2 had devolved into a feral-wolf boy, hunting and killing his food like a wild animal in order to "capture the spirit of the wolf and the ferocity of a martial artist". Somehow… it worked. Jazz 3 on the other hand put everything he could into Master Roshi's training, he even got closer to PaoPao and began training his physical strength, ki techniques, and magic via talismans and witcraft. The original remained in his cavern, but his telekinetic powers were frankly insane in range and precision, and with all the time to himself, he developed several of the potent transformations that Jazz 2 and Jazz 3 had been able to utilize and capitalize on. They were all progressing quite nicely, but he thought he was doing better. "Then again, I'm sure each of them thinks their way of gaining power is the best." Jazz 4 laughed.

Kami looked out at their battlefield, many rocks and bounders had been crushed by the force of their ki attacks, and a perfectly circular massive impression had been dug into the ground from the Ryu Ruyi Jingu Bang and the burns in the grass from the Ryu Bansho Fan. "I'm surprised." Kami said, "while I expected the staff to extend much like my power pole, I did not think it would expand like that, it's an interesting design, what made you think of it?"

Jazz 4 shrugged, "it's from a legend from my world, I only used it cause it was similar enough to the power pole concept you showed me, the Bansho Fan was a little harder, but I'm used to electricity due to my transformations, and water through Ebizu and my magic." The two of them flew from the ground they stood in as Jazz summoned the fan again and swung twice. As he only swung twice, the cloud turned into a heavy rainstorm without the lightning, stopping the singed grass from spreading further. "I have some more ideas, but it's kinda tough."

It took them nearly an hour before they reached their destination. The young man laughed as he spied the visages of the people he had been living with for the past year.

"Jazz!" The first ones to see and notice him were the namekian children playing around the village.

"Hey, guys!" Jazz 4 spun in the air, transforming as he did, morphing into a massive pile of fluff and muscle. He landed in front of the children in the form of a massive samoyed dog, the size of a tiger due to the puffy fur that covered his body. The kids giggled at his form, it seemed that no matter the planet, children often couldn't resist the sight of a cute and fluffy dog. They piled unto him, sinking their fingers into his thick warm coat. "Alright! The Jazzy train is leaving the station! Where will we head first?"

The children pointed vaguely forward, and so Jazz obliged, rushing forward as the elder namekians gathered around Kami.

"Well met!" Kami first greeted the elder of the village.

"It is good to see you again, you and the young human had been gone for the better part of a day."

Kami nodded, "he was eager to test the fruits of his labor, you and elder Moori did well in training him in the arts of the dragon clan, Elder Tsuno." Kami smiled.

"Well, the boy gifted us with a wonderful surprise." Tsuno smiled. "He brought back family we thought had died a long time ago."

Kami grinned, "and I was reunited with family I did not know I had."

"Ah! Kami! You have returned!" Some other namekians gathered around Kami, who smiled at each one as they made their greetings.

When they had first arrived, the namekians had been shocked to see a ship of their design arrive on their planet, and even more surprised to see Kami, who they constantly referred to as the son of Katas. Guru had been overjoyed to see that another namekian had survived the great drought that took their people.

"You mean… it wiped out all of us?"

"Almost all of us were wiped out, but through the strongest of determination, Katas gathered the remaining survivors to a reservoir he divined with magic." Guru's smile faded, "but there was only enough water to save one life." Kami looked at Guru, perplexed, as the massive member of his kind spoke once again. "I was the youngest, and so the others left me in front of the reservoir of water. Katas put me to sleep for a temporary time, and when I awoke, I found them all gone, and only me and the spring water." Tears shimmered in Guru's eyes as he remembered.

"My father…" Kami said, "He truly was a great being." He smiled at the elder, "thank you for being alive, Lord Guru."

"You hold no ill will?" The elder asked.

"How could I? My father saved my life at cost of his only means of escape, yet chose to remain to fight to the end and save his people, and in the end, he did, our people are alive, we are small in number on this planet, but we are alive, I… I must confess though, I have failed you and your people."

Nail, who had been listening intently, frowned at the earthling-namekian's words.

"What do you mean?" Guru had asked.

Kami had gone to explain the events that led to the birth of his evil half, the Demon King Piccolo, and his reason behind doing it.

"Hmmm...I see." Guru smiled, "those were the actions of a selfish, cruel person, held back by the vices thrust upon him from the atrocities displayed by humanity." Kami held his head down. "But that is not who is facing me today. I am met with a guardian of a planet, tasked to protect the planet and its people, who have done their job dutifully and without expecting thanks for centuries, and a member of the dragon clan so talented, that even after weakening himself, he is capable of creating the dragon balls." Guru laughed, "I am only 90 or so years older than you, yet it almost feels like I am speaking to a little brother or son." He beckoned Kami forward and placed his hands on the aged namekian's head. "You do your father proud, Kami, and you do us proud." He unleashed Kami's potential within.

…

Kami smiled at the memory, an entire earth year had passed on the planet, and he had grown in power and skill, as well as in the customs of his people. He had been fearful that the planet was full of beings like his evil half, but had been pleasantly surprised to learn that they were peaceful, loving people. Their first interaction with Jazz had struck him as amusing, they were so much more powerful than the young man, but the chance of his ki doing something, and the fact that his demeanor was never violent, made them slowly warm up to him over the week. Guru had offered to unlock Jazz 4's potential, but the latter declined, stating that he did not want to use up the man's life force on someone like him, and not on a situation like now.

"I must say though, you do look a bit younger now." Tsuno said, smiling, "I guess the fresh air and water of our planet can do that for someone."

Kami smiled, "I guess it can." He did indeed have fewer wrinkles, in many ways he looked like he was between the age of the rejuvenated demon king piccolo, and his old, almost decrepit form. Some wrinkles marked his face, but his body was thick and sturdy, and an almost youthful light glinted in his eyes. He was also quite powerful after the year of training. Despite being a dragon clan namekian, he had achieved strength almost equal to half of the power of the warrior-type namekian, Nail. The two of them trained with each other, with Nail advising Kami on several namekian techniques, and Kami showing Nail the fruit of effort born from centuries on earth. Jazz would often watch them spar and would often attempt to train with them but the force of their sparring would push him back.

Tsuno frowned, "you know, Kami, if you want, you can remain."

Kami slowly shook his head, "I cannot, as much as I would love to, I have a responsibility to the Earth and her people, and I shall not abandon my duties."

"I understand." Tsuno smiled, "don't be a stranger then."

At a distance, a young namekian warrior rushed over. "Elder! Venerable Kami! News from Lord Guru! The dragon balls are ready!"

Jazz, who had the expert hearing of a wolf, raised one ear and turned towards the village. "All right, kids!" He growled happily, charging forward and howling. The namekian children giggled, holding on tighter as he took them back home.

Kami smirked as he saw the boy skid to a stop and poof back into normal. "I see you are ready to ask Porunga your questions. I am surprised you were willing to wait the entire Earth year."

Jazz 4 smiled, "I had the time, Jazz 3 still hasn't opened up his mind, but Jazz 2 periodically keeps us updated." He shook his head, "though, I kinda feel almost bad for the guy."

…

"Happy birthday!"

Jazz 3 stared in surprise at the cake in front of him. "Huh?!" He shouted, surprised.

"What?! Didn't you realize?" Launch said cheekily as she took a slice of cake before he could even blow out his candles. "Your doppelganger told us we missed your birthday, and if there's one thing I fucking hate! It's missing out on cake!"

"Yeah!" Krillin laughed, pounding Jazz on the back, "you should have told us you when your birthday was, I'm surprised you remembered everyone else's but it was weird that you'd never mention your own."

"I don't know what to say, guys." Jazz 3 said, smiling. "Thanks!"

Launch sneezed, then turned Blue-haired. "Here's your present!" She said joyously, handing Jazz a large box. He opened it, revealing some stylish clothes, it was an assortment of clothes for every fashion and season.

"Oh? Wow! And they're my size?" He tried one on, marveling at the feeling. "Thanks, Launch!"

She giggled, "it was actually Blondey's idea, I just got your sizes." She had taken to nicknaming her blonde side Blondey and would call herself Bluey.

"Oh, well, thank you Blondey too." Jazz bowed lightly.

Blue-Launch giggled.

"My turn for a present!" Krillin ran over and handed Jazz an arm-sized box.

"Oh?" Jazz 3 opened it, revealing a shaving kit. "Cool, thankyou Krillin." He had begun to feel stubble beginning to grow, so it was a sensible gift.

"I'm glad you like it." Krillin chuckled, "it does wonders for me." He laughed.

"You mean you aren't bald?" Lazuli asked cheekily.

"No!" The teen turned to the girl, who blew raspberries at him. He stepped forward, only to be tripped by Lapis, who had been hiding in wait.

"Now!" The black-haired 9-year-old took out some rope, and with surprising quickness, he and his elder twin sister hogtied Krillin. Before the monk could make a protest, sharpies were already on his face as the kids drew obscenities all over Krillin's face. They were up and out of the door just as the monk ripped through his ropes.

"When I catch up to you two brats!" Krillin shouted. Chasing after them.

"Who's the brat…" Yamcha chuckled, "you're literally only a few inches taller than literal children."

"To be fair, he's only…" Jazz widened his eyes, "holy shit, Krillin's 16."

This elicited a round of chortles.

"Don't forget my presents," PaoPao said.

Jazz 3 nodded, opening two boxes, one opened to reveal an ornate writing brush and ink, the other was a pair of jade-colored weights with ornate dragon designs. "These are really well made, thank you!" Jazz 3 always loved new tools to help him train.

"Jeez, and I think I'm a training nut." Yamcha sighed. He turned to Chiaotzu who was scarfing down a large piece of cake. "Hey, where's your buddy?"

"Tien is training with Master Roshi," Chiaotzu said.

"Jeez, we're just full of training maniacs, aren't we?" Yamcha chuckled.

As the group bit into their cakes, PaoPao heard the tell-tale beep of her communicator. She sighed. "Sorry guys, I have to take care of this."

Jazz 3 watched her leave, then looked at the clock. "Thanks, guys, I've got to go too."

"What? And what are you heading out to do?" Yamcha asked.

Jazz 3 smirked, "I'm migrating." He turned into an eider duck and flew out of the house, supplying ki into his flight, and he'd make it to the ruins of the Crane School in a few hours.

…

"Took you a while to get here." The original said.

Jazz 3 could only stare in shock at his original.

Jazz was emaciated and looked exhausted, dark rings were over his eyes and his clothes were torn and ragged, despite that, his clothing was immaculately clean, and his skin and hair looked as if he regularly washed himself. This was such an odd juxtaposition, where Jazz took care of his hygiene, but not of his health.

"What the hell is this?" He asked.

"Telekinesis is a mentally taxing technique, it requires a shit-ton of calories a day, this is me after eating almost as much as Goku does, every day." A mirror appeared before Jazz as the water gathered in the air and froze into ice. "Hmm… well, it's not as bad as two weeks ago, I almost had to drop the boulders."

Jazz 3 felt uncomfortable as he looked at the young man he originally came from. "Why are you putting yourself through this? You can break out at any time."

The original Jazz contemplated his answer, then spoke, "because I am training, and I decided to set my goal for myself, not one day has passed by where the urge to simply break out didn't fill me. But despite myself, I couldn't just free myself. Not when I realized my most glaring weakness." Jazz smiled, "I'm weak."

"But what's wrong with that?!" Jazz 3 roared back.

"Pft…" The original Jazz burst out laughing, "you don't get it? I'm weak of will, and of strength, with my regenerative ability, I should be capable of staying conscious, unless the blow is something that would kill me, so that's what I've been doing." He looked at his doppelganger. "Jazz 3, I've been awake for the past 700 days, 24/7, not a wink of sleep, keeping my telekinesis trained, while devising strategies to assist my doppelgangers in their training. You cut yourself off from me, and my first thought was that you were dead, but the energy did not slowly return back to me, signifying that no, in fact, you were still alive. So, what am I left to do? Nothing, nothing really."

"You sent Jazz 2 after me!" Jazz 3 hissed.

"No, I didn't." Jazz said, "I told him to leave it alone, but he didn't want to, he couldn't believe that 'I' would betray my own cause like this, and to be honest, I didn't believe that it was possible, but they let me realize my hubris. Just because we were the same, doesn't mean we will remain the same." Jazz original sighed, "so… here's my proposal."

Jazz 3 tensed.

"I'll give you your freedom."

"What?" Jazz 3 asked incredulously.

"Yes, I had Jazz 4 check, you no longer being a part of me won't stop me from being able to return home, and if you are unwilling to return, then I can understand. I'm sure I would be indignant if our roles were reversed."

"But… wait…" Jazz 3 began.

"Isn't that what you want?" Jazz asked, "you're in love with PaoPao, surely the two of you have begun talking, right? She's about only a year younger than we are, so it isn't too bad, right?"

Jazz 3 froze in place.

"Oh, don't tell me you haven't even tried to make a move." Jazz sighed, "y'know what, I don't care, that's it really, you can be independent."

"But what's the catch?!" Jazz 3 asked.

"No catch, unless you count me leaving here in about 1 more year to participate in the next Budokai."

Jazz 3 froze, "w-what?"

Jazz frowned, "I don't think you realize, they are my friends too. You want your independence, correct? I'll give it to you, when they ask, I'll simply say I'm the copy, and you wanted to test your power, we don't have to interact unless absolutely necessary, I'll keep trying to get back home, you'll spend the rest of your happy life in this world we love so much, everyone wins."

"But… you need me…" Jazz 3 said quietly.

"Evidently not really, at least, I can't possibly need you if you don't need me this much, right?" The original asked. "I gave this same ultimatum to the other two, but perhaps it's love that's making you act this way?" Jazz said almost clinically.

Jazz 3 felt a chill up his spine as he looked at his original. "...What happened to you?" He asked.

"Whatever could you fucking mean?" Jazz asked, smiling, "you mean why am I so odd? I wouldn't consider myself odd, when you have a lot of time to yourself, that tends to happen. But again, it's alright, it is your life, and you are free to use it. In fact, Jazz 4 is standing in front of Porunga right now, if you wish, he can wish your existence to be completely independent of my own. You might have to change your name though."

"..."

"Christ… look man, what do you want? Wasn't it this? You want to be able to be with PaoPao, I saw as much when Jazz 2 unfused with you, so I've had time to mull it over."

"...Don't you like PaoPao?" Jazz 3 asked.

"Not nearly as much, no, I certainly admire her and find her attractive, but I don't think the memories of you becoming excited and agitated with her near rubbed off on me. And the one she's been bonding with for the year is you, isn't it? Not me, so you deserve your life, right?"

Jazz 3 gritted his teeth. "It's not fair, you're not fair, you can't just give me this freedom to choose! Why?!"

Jazz answered, "because I already know that since, at least at one point, we were virtually the same guy, and if that fundamental fact hasn't changed, that means once you've made up your mind, only you can change it, so I won't even bother arguing with you on the morality of reuniting or staying separate. I wash my hands from this argument."

Jazz 3 stared at the ground, long and hard, then he turned to leave. Jazz did not stop his first copy.

…

"Well, haven't you come a long way just to see little old me."

Mei Lin entered the dark room, she looked around curiously. "Nice decor." The room was covered in human skulls and bones neatly arranged in intricate ways and furniture. It was all quite impressive, if not a bit excessive and psychotic. "I assume you know who I am, and why I'm here?"

The brown-haired tailed young man shook his head, "I can't say I do, nor do I care." He looked Mei Lin up and down, the hunger obvious in his eyes, causing her to turn away in revulsion.

"Ah… but I smell something nostalgic from you." The man was at her side in nearly an instant. He breathed in her scent, gripping her by the waist.

"Let me go." She pushed him off, causing him to laugh.

"Wow… you're quite rude."

"And you have little respect for personal space!" She hissed.

"I don't think someone like you should be talking." The man laughed, "I smell the blood of many a young man on you, my goodness, you've taken quite a few lives in order to fuel your magic." He grinned, "but you lost what made you powerful. Your soldiers."

"How do you know?!" Mei Lin's hostile voice was laced with a trace of curiosity.

"I know many things, and I have the answer to our prayers." The saiyan disappeared into the darkness, and as Mei Lin walked closer, the light in the room shifted, revealing a rice cooker with a seal on it.

Mei Lin froze, "is that…" she began.

"Yes, it is." The saiyan smiled, "and I know that you want it."

Mei Lin nodded, she looked at the saiyan. "Why is it closed?"

"Because what use is leaving a seal open?" A voice called out in the darkness.

Mei Lin trembled as she felt the immense pressure.

The tailed man held a hand to her shoulder and tapped it reassuringly. "It's quite alright, he and I are quite good friends. And, besides, you said you wanted to talk, right?" He sat down and offered her a lounge chair.

Mei Lin looked at the admittedly handsome man, then took a seat. "Fine, but let's start with pleasantries, my name is Mei Lin Dango, and who are you?"

The young man chuckled, "Please to make your acquaintance, you can call me Kagami." He flashed a brilliant smile, making the assassin-to-be blush. "So… what brings you to this lovely abode? Is it the Red Ribbon Army?"

Mei Lin nodded, "you are well informed."

"Well, the cannon is super fucked up, so it would be bad if I didn't try to keep up with the world news."

Mei Lin ignored his weird words. "Anyways, my boss is interested in forming an alliance with you, what do you say?"

"Well, sure, but I have a condition." Mei Lin tensed, ready to bargain down whatever he demanded, she was prepared to put her near 2 decades of her ninja-training to the test. "Go out with me for a bit."

"Hahh?!"

...

…

Jasper(Jazz) Duncan

Age: 18 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: 100 lbs | 45.3592 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) (advanced understanding), Magic Materialization (smoke) (intermediate understanding), Magic Materialization (steam) (advanced understanding), Magic Materialization (lightning) (mastered Understanding) Telekinesis (Mastered),

General magic: AdvancedUnderstanding

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: 54, will raise to 81 temporarily when using Pump Up/Max Power 1.5, or 108 when using Pump Up/Max Power 2x, if using Juvenile awakening, power will be 121.5 or 162 respectively

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

Werewolf: Adolescent Awakening (2.475x), Pump Up/Max power: 2.34x, (no level of Pump Up slows him down, is able to utilize Pump Up/Max power to its fullest extent without any speed reduction, speed, strength, and power scale with the multiplier)

Powerlevel: 68, will raise up to 159.12 utilizing full Pump Up, raises to 168.3 utilizing juvenile awakening alone. If utilized with Pump Up, raises up to a maximum of 393.822

Jazz 3 (Currently training with Master Roshi)

Powerlevel: 117, Pump Up: 175.5 or 234 respectively, with Juvenile Awakening: 175.5, if utilized with Pump Up: 263.25 or 351 respectively. Learned PaoPao's talisman Jiang-shi magic, can self boost for 1.5x for a total boost of 526.5

Jazz 4 (Trained with Kami and the namekians for a year)

Powerlevel: 162

Staff Technique: Advanced

Hand to Hand Technique: Advanced

Ki techniques: Advanced

Magic materialization: Advanced
Capable of creating: Conventional Weapons, Food, various tools (limited by his knowledge of the materials, craftsmanship, and scientific knowledge, using the namekian book of legends had been extremely helpful)
Powerful Weapons: Long Ruyi Jingu Bang, Long Bansho Fan, Ryu Kusanagi, Wyvern's Wind-And-Fire Wheels, Dragons' Flame-Tipped Spear.

Werewolf Transformation Power: 243

Power using Pump Up: 364.5 or 486

…

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Afterword:

Phew! I finished this chapter rather quickly, and now I am tired. I had some fun with it, and I hope you guys will too. Jazz 4 hasn't had much of a story to tell, as he'd been training, but as you can see, his work with the namekians will likely yield the most growth, his only unfortunate weakness is the fact that he will have to leave on the ship in 6 months, and his training with only Kami will likely be a little slower on the return trip.

Oh boy, Piccolo's around now, but how will he catch up? By being quite evil.

Now, I know people have qualms with romance being approached this early in the story, which I get, but... I kinda couldn't resist. Also, don't worry, just because Goku and Chi-Chi train together doesn't mean he automatically somehow becomes aware of her. If that gag at the end of their interaction showed anything. Goku's main thoughts were "huh... she should have turned her fish by now, well, her hand is warm so its okay."