NOTE: I had a lot of fun with this one. Sorry I couldn't get it up last night. Work was crazy yesterday, and I was too exhausted to finish last night.
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Movie 4: Lord Slug
"Ah, paperwork, my dearest enemy. Not even my abilities are capable of wiping you out of existence." Makima muttered as she finished the final staple of her 'homework'. It was interesting to think of paperwork in such a way considering she never went to school during any of her incarnations. But she had a feeling this is how it would be to do schoolwork, similar to the work she assigns her son daily.
"Hmm…" Makima looks down at her phone. She turns it on to gaze at the screensaver which was a picture of herself, Goku, and Gohan during the boy's third birthday. The picture made her think of something. "Should I enroll him in school? It would do him some good to actually interact with children his own age…but his already peculiar genetics could raise questions if incidents arise." This was something she'd have to sit on and discuss with her husband later.
"Speaking of husband, he should be back from fishing soon." She wondered what was taking him so long. "...I guess it's about time I start investing in getting him a phone too." The only reason Goku didn't have one yet was because she knew he'd constantly lose it, break it, or accidentally feed it to Icarus.
Her eyes turned to the front door, watching as her son and his pet dragon walked into the household. Makima was about to give him a greeting until she noticed the dejected state of their attitude. "Gohan, what is the matter?"
Gohan didn't look up from the floor. "I-it's Mr. Piccolo."
"Did he get mind controlled again?"
"What?! No!" Gohan exclaimed. "He didn't like the performance that Icarus and I spent the last two nights working on!"
"I'll go kill him."
"Mom!" Gohan whined.
"I'm joking."
Gohan didn't respond to that, knowing that there was barely a line between what his mother considered a joke and homicide.
"What part about your performance did he not like?" Makima asked as she gently rubbed Icarus' snout to comfort him. She smiles at his cute noises, reminding her of Gohan when he was a baby.
"Well, he mostly ignored the dance number. It was only when I started whisli-"
Suddenly, Makima's phone started vibrating on the table. "Hold that thought, Gohan." She grabbed her phone, raising a brow at the caller ID.
"Who is it?" Gohan asked.
"Bulma. She likely needs feedback on whatever invention she's created again." Makima responded before answering the call. "Yes, Bulma?"
Gohan waited quietly for the call to be finished. Though his features took a concerned turn when he noticed the slight furrowing of his mother's brows.
"Understood." Makima said, then she ended the call.
"What's wrong, Mom?"
"Get your Father." Makima pockets her phone, then snaps her fingers to summon her trench coat to dress over her black dress. "Apparently there's a meteor heading towards the Earth."
"WHAT?!"
"Yes, so another usual Saturday for us." Makima's casual tone did little to cool her son's worries. She watched the boy barrel out of the house to find his father, Icarus was hot on the boy's tail to assist him. "Sometimes that boy takes these things a little too seriously."
Not that she could blame him, because he likely got it from her.
When the news of the gargantuan meteor's arrival was announced worldwide, panic ensued as one would expect. It was estimated that the oncoming assault would have enough megaton force to completely destroy the planet. End of the world news like that was sure to give birth to some kind of Devil if the situation wasn't handled fast enough.
Makima, Goku, and Krillin ascended above the European continent, where Dr. Briefs had declared the point of entry for the meteor. Further away, watching from a safe distance, were Bulma, Gohan, Fami, Oolong, and Icarus.
"Remember, our objective is simply to redirect the meteor away from Earth. Destroying it would lead to millions of pieces of debris falling with enough velocity to make Hell look like a vacation spot." Makima explained to the two.
"Right!" Goku agreed.
"W-w-wait! Why am I the one who has to come up here with you guys?! Can't Fami do this instead of me?!" Krillin whined.
"She refused." Makima answered.
"When has that ever stopped you before?!"
"Trust me, Krillin, Makima definitely has a plan. You don't have to worry." Goku reassured his best friend.
Makima had a plan, yes, but she only had Krillin up here because she thought it would be funny if he got hit by the meteor. Other than that, she and her husband should be more than enough to redirect it.
The winds around them started picking up to lethal degrees as the meteor continued its descent. Goku and Krillin cupped their hands to release their signature moves and Makima pushed out her abilities to slow its speed. But something about the meteor started to seem strange to the Control Devil the closer it got. There was a strange metallic and alien design to it rather than what one would usually assume.
"Wait…that's not a meteor!" Makima realized. She turned to her companions. "Darling! Krillin! Don't-!"
"HAAAAA!" The two fired their joint Kamehameha at the 'meteor', but their blast barely even scratched it. "Oh no! It didn't work!" Goku cried.
"Of course, it didn't! That isn't a meteor, it's a-" She would never get the chance to finish as the ultra-violent winds smashed into them, sucking them in towards the 'meteor'. Their screams were drowned out completely by the combined deafening sounds of the 'meteor' and winds.
"Well, that's not good." Fami comments as she munches on a bag of chips. The Famine Devil could feel the increasing levels of fear sprouting from all over the globe. Natural disasters of every kind were emerging due to the 'meteor' throwing off the planet's natural balance. Levels of fear such as these was a full-course meal to any and all Devils. She was certain that many would take advantage of the panic to cause more terror. Someone should probably do something about that.
…
…
…
What? Were you expecting HER to do something about that? No way. That was far too much effort.
Instead, Fami decided to focus on her unconscious nephew. When the 'meteor' just barely changed course to avoid straight up hitting the planet, the shockwave created almost killed everything on the continent. Fami had used her abilities to digest most of the force to protect them from getting killed.
As her nephew and the others started waking up, the Famine Devil looked towards the nearest city, where she could feel several powerful lifeforms. Whatever that 'meteor' was, it wasn't a random near world ending event. It was an intentional attack on the Earth by some alien outsiders once again.
Gohan sat up on her lap, his eyes narrowing at the power levels coming from the city. "Auntie, do you feel that?"
"Yes."
"What? Dirt on every surface of my body? Yeah, I can feel that just fine!" Oolong complained.
"Not that, breakfast." Fami corrected.
"Did you just call me breakfast?"
"There's something powerful coming from the city." Fami continued as if she didn't hear him.
"Then I guess we better check it out." Bulma said.
Gohan and the others arrived in the city to see a huge purple spaceship had cemented itself right in the center. Citizens alike waited with bated breath to see what would come of the mysterious alien ship. It didn't take long for the main hatch to open, revealing an army of soldiers clad in strange white armor and helmets.
The general of the army stepped forward. "ATTENTION, EARTHLINGS! WE HEREBY CLAIM THIS PLANET IN THE NAME OF LORD SLUG! SUBMIT NOW OR FACE RETRIBUTION!"
Clearly, for some unknown dumb reason, nobody believed them. People started laughing at the army, treating them like some ignorant cosplaying group of weirdos.
At least until Lord Slug's army started firing on them with lethal force. Dozens upon dozens of bodies started dropping like flies as KI blasts burned through them like a hot knife slicing butter.
Fami quickly created a jaw-like construct to block the energy bullets from hitting their group.
"L-let's get out of here!" Oolong started panicking.
"But shouldn't we wait for Goku and the others to get back?!" Bulma exclaimed. Her question was answered by her godson charging into the fray, his little hero complex dictating his actions once again. "Gohan, wait!"
Fami just groaned loudly. She would now have to assist him if the boy ended up getting overwhelmed. She didn't want to have to exercise too much effort today…
Gohan dashed through the energy bullets and smashed his fist through one of the soldiers' visors, filling the guy's eyes with glass and blood. He kicked that one away before landing a fierce combination of blows on the rest surrounding him.
Unknown to them, from within the ship, the ones responsible for this chaos took a slight interest in the boy's strength. However, the leader's attention was more focused on the small orange ball decorating the boy's hat.
Slug's army was no match for the hybrid's ferocity, their forces could barely keep up with his speed. Gohan released a torrent of energy blasts at the soldiers, causing them to scatter to avoid getting blown apart.
"Alright! Gohan's kicking their tails!" Bulma yelled.
"Get 'em, kid!" Oolong cheered as well.
"KIII!" Icarus screeched.
Their cheers stopped when a cloaked figure appeared behind Gohan, the boy noticed too late and was smacked away as a result. His hat fell from his head, landing right in front of the cloaked figure who happily took the Four-Star for himself.
Gohan, a bit dazzled by the hit, managed to catch himself in the air. His eyes locked onto the cloaked figure. "Oh no! The Dragon Ball!"
"Fire on that little shit!"
Gohan gasped as a rainstorm of bullets barreled towards him, but thankfully his aunt appeared next to him to pull him out of the way. "Thanks, Auntie!"
"Be careful." Fami warned him.
"HEY!" The aunt and nephew duo looked down to see Bulma and Oolong confronting the cloaked figure. The scientist was using the pig as a meat shield of sorts to protect herself in case anything happened. Suddenly, three warriors, wearing the same armor as the other soldiers appeared between Bulma and the cloaked leader.
"Away, human! Lord Slug has commandeered this planet under his rule! Either submit or join the countless others who have tried to defy his rule!" The skinny one ordered.
"... Me or the pig?"
"You, girl."
Bulma dropped Oolong, all of her bravado quickly dying. "I-I see…! But I'm certain we can just talk this out, right? What do you want with our planet anyway?!"
"It's simple, we're going to terra-freeze this planet with genetically modified gas to turn it into our personal space cruiser." His answer worried Bulma and Oolong greatly.
The cloaked figure admired the Dragon Ball, clearly recognizing it. He turned to his henchmen with an order. "Tell…them…to…give us…the location…of the rest…of these…"
"Wait, how do you know about the Dragon Balls?!" Bulma exclaimed.
"Information…doesn't concern…you." He responded. "Now tell us where…to find…the rest."
"Look, pal, you won't be finding them at all without a radar!" Bulma carelessly informed them.
Gohan blinked. "Why did she tell them that?"
His aunt shrugged.
"S-shouldn't we help?"
"If they try to kill her, yes."
The cloaked figure raised his hand at her. "I see. Thank you for telling me." Using his abilities, he pulled the scientist towards him, his hand clamping onto her head.
"BULMA!" Gohan rushed in to save her. However, the brutish warrior intervened and smashed his knee into the boy's gut, blowing him across the jagged ground. Fami attempted to tear the brute in half, but the skinny warrior flashed above her. His leg struck her hard, knocking the Famine Devil into the ground.
"G-Gohan! Fami!" Bulma cried.
With nothing else to get in his way, the cloaked leader started pulling the necessary information from Bulma's mind. After gaining all of the necessary information he needed about Earth's Dragon Balls and the radar, he reached into Bulma's pouch around her waist to take the radar for himself. The smartest woman on the planet collapsed on top of Oolong, having served her usefulness.
"Take this…" He tossed the radar to the shortest warrior. "You have…one hour…to find the rest…of the Dragon Balls…"
"W-what?! One hour?!"
"Medamatcha!" His fellow warriors warned him.
"I-I mean, yes, it shall be done, Lord Slug!" He quickly corrected his behavior.
Slug turned away as his henchmen scoured the globe to find the last six Dragon Balls. He chuckled darkly to himself. "Yes, soon, eternal youth shall be restored to me once more."
So focused on his soon-to-be wish, he never noticed Fami escaping the area with her nephew and allies.
Once all of the Dragon Balls were in his possession, Lord Slug summoned the mighty Shenron to grant his wish. He used the dragon's power to have his youth restored to him, a similar case to the Demon King Piccolo several years ago. Shenron was almost expecting to get killed again after the wish was made, but luckily, Slug allowed him to sleep peacefully once more.
Slug removed his cloak to unveil his new youthful body and true identity. He, much like Piccolo and Kami, is a Namekian! He has a tall, muscular stature, green skin, black eyes, and two antennae. He has a large cut on his left eye and two ear plates over his ears. He wears a black, hooded cloak, along with an orange and brown scarf around his neck. Black shoulder blades, brown medallion with straps on it and yellow undercoat under it.
Now that he has his youth returned to him, his plans of global conquest can begin. He orders his men to release the terra-freezing gas into the Earth's atmosphere, blanketing the planet in a dark murky cloud that brought about an eternal arctic winter.
His warriors removed their armor, no longer needing it to protect themselves from the Earth's toxic air.
The first one is a tall, handsome, muscular male with blue skin. He has pointed ears, small horns and shaggy long blonde hair. He wears a light purple Ancient Greek style toga wrap, purple bandana, red earrings, blue bracers, a purple cape, white pants and dark orange and blue boots. His name is Angila.
Next is the brutish one. He is a large, brown-skinned, gargoyle-like creature dressed in black armor and orange pants. His name is Wings.
The last one is Medamatcha. He is a short, green-skinned, frog-faced alien with large yellow eyes, pointed ears, small horns and red lips. He has long arms and short stubby legs. He wears a brown band around his right arm, blue pants with a tied red cloth belt, and dark yellow and brown boots.
"BOW DOWN, EARTHLINGS, TO YOUR NEW MASTER!" Lord Slug declared.
"ALL HAIL, LORD SLUG!"
FWEEEEE!
"Hm?" Slug narrowed his eyes as something came barreling towards his ship. He showed no concern as the fiery hot object smashed into the ground, leaving a smoking crater. Slug and his warriors walked towards the edge to look down at the one responsible. "Who dares to approach my ship?"
Stepping out of the smoke was what appeared to be a human-like creature of molten rocks and flames. "I see, so this is the cause of my sudden increase in power."
"Identify yourself!" Angila ordered.
"I'm the Meteor Devil, currently one of the strongest on this planet thanks to your arrival, I assume." The molten Devil responded. "I gotta say, I appreciate the boost of fear you guys gave me, so as thanks I'll go ahead and kill you guys now. Can't have anyone ruining my fun, can I?!"
Angila and his fellow warriors kneeled down in front of their lord. "Lord Slug, allow us to deal with this impudent riffraff-"
"No need." Lord Slug leaped off of his ship, stomping down in front of the Devil. "I wish to test out the strength of my new body. This fool will be the perfect training dummy."
"Training dummy? Tch!" Meteor's body increased in heat, almost combating the endless cold surrounding the city. "I'll show you what happens when lowly creatures underestimate Devils!" He dashed forward, firing a ball of flames at the Namekian.
Slug didn't even try to dodge or block it. The flames exploded against his body, dressing the ground in a sea of sizzling fire.
"Ha! How was that?!"
"Impressive." Slug's calm voice made the fool gasp. Slug stepped out of the flames, completely unharmed. "You have some impressive power there. Too bad, huh?"
"Grr! I'll show you!" Meteor boosts his speed with a burst of flame, a spinning kick slammed against Slug's head. But, to his shock again, the Namekian didn't even budge. Growling even more, the Devil unloaded a fierce barrage of explosive strikes along Slug's torso. "How! Are! You! Not! Feeling! This?!"
Slug grabbed his arms, keeping the idiot in a tight hold. "It's nothing complicated. You're simply outmatched against someone stronger than you." Slug pulled back his head before landing a devastating headbutt against the Devil's skull. He then stomped down on Meteor's chest, burying him further into the ground. Slug picked him up by his throat, slightly choking the molten man. Slug proceeded to ruthlessly bash his purple-gloved fist into Meteor's face repeatedly.
Blood, spittle, and more painted the ground below as the one-sided beatdown continued.
When the Devil's fire simmered into a dim light, Slug stopped his assault. "Now, then, I don't know much about you Devils. I assumed Earthlings were the only true sentient creatures on this planet, but it seems I was wrong."
"G-guh-gah…" Meteor's regeneration was slowly repairing his damaged brain.
"I like your moxie, so I'll give you a choice: either join my ranks as the representative of your pathetic species or die pitifully. Trust me, the former is less painful. Remember, you did say you owed us for making you stronger. And you'll be able to continue spreading your fear if you join me."
Meteor looked into Slug's eyes, fearing the unrelenting pure evil radiating from the Namekian. The only Devils he could even remember that matched the level of evil were the Horsemen, who ruled over as the top dogs of their species. But if he joined Slug and continued spreading his fear amongst the humans…wouldn't that make him stronger?
Well, his choice was obvious now.
Gohan shivered slightly from the cold, even with his winter clothes on, the arctic-like cold barely did much to protect him. He looked around the dining room of his home, frowning at how much Bulma, Oolong, and Icarus were struggling to stand the temperatures. Then he saw their dogs were huddled together with their little doggy jackets, struggling to stay warm.
"Here." Fami approached the table with bowls of hot ramen for them all to eat. "You're going to need something nice and hot to eat to stay warm." Unlike the rest of them, Fami's body barely registered the freezing temperatures.
"I-I still don't understand how you're barely f-feeling t-this cold…!" Oolong said, shivering.
Fami placed some hot water and food down for the dogs and Icarus to eat. "Nothing in this world is worse than the feeling of unsatiated hunger. Compared to what I feel every day, this is like standing in a cold shower."
"T-that's good for you, F-Fami! But the rest of us can't compare!" Bulma whined.
"That sucks, I guess." Fami said, taking her seat to dig into her three bowls of ramen. She shifted her eyes to Gohan, noticing that he wasn't eating. "Eat, Gohan."
His hands clenched into tight fists. "How can I eat knowing that the ones responsible are still out there?!" A faint red glow is seen in his eyes. "They're gonna freeze the world and we're just sitting in here waiting to freeze to death!" Gohan cried, feeling utterly useless.
"Gohan…" Bulma muttered.
"Mom and Dad wouldn't be sitting here! They'd be out there fighting to take down that Slug guy and his forces!" Gohan shouted.
"Then, what are you going to do about it?" Fami asked. She stared her nephew in the eyes, looking very serious for once. "Goku told me that if anything ever happened to him and Makima, then I would be the one to take care of you. Of course, taking care of you also means following you if you wish to run out somewhere."
Gohan's eyes widened as he understood the meaning of his aunt's words.
"So, what do you plan to do, Son Gohan?" Fami asked once again.
Instead of verbally replying, the boy dashed away from the table towards his room upstairs. Moments later, Gohan returned dressed in his GI given to him by Piccolo. He met his aunt's eyes with a determined expression. "Auntie! I'm gonna kick some butt!"
Fami smirked slightly, a feeling of pride blooming in her heart. "Fine, then. Finish your meal first, though. You can't fight on an empty stomach, after all." Gohan complied, rushing back to the table to finish his food.
Bulma smiled at the Famine Devil. "You're a great aunt, Fami."
"Hm? I suppose so." She said after quickly swallowing her first bowl. "He would have run off anyway. That boy has too big of a hero complex sometimes."
"Still, I know Goku and Makima would be thankful."
"Goku? Likely, yes. Makima? Eh, it's a coin-flip with her sometimes." Fami shrugged. She didn't think too much about how her sister and brother view her behavior around Gohan. But she does notice they appreciate her willingness to babysit him and care for him, even if her big sister refuses to show it.
"Hey, wake up."
Makima's hand shot up to snatch the sword that poked her cheek. She sat up like a flip switch, scaring the shit out of Yajirobe, who had been the one to wake her up. Makima looked over to him, rolled her eyes, and tossed him his sword back. "Yajirobe, what's the situation?" Her eyes scanned over the arctic wasteland that corroded the desolate city.
"Jeez! You're freakin' terrifying when you do shit like that, you know that, right?!" Yajirobe yelled.
"I'm aware. Now talk." Makima ordered.
"Fine. Some weird aliens have turned the world into some winter wonderland or at least that's the gist of what Korin told me." The overweight samurai explained. "You, Krillin, and Goku have been clocked out for a few hours after taking that 'meteor' head on."
"Not a meteor, a transport vessel of some kind." Makima corrected him. "Its purpose was never to actually hit the Earth, but to get close enough to allow the passengers to enter our atmosphere."
Yajirobe shivered, dancing on his feet. "W-well, I'm glad you have that all figured out! If you're up and ready, then get those two back onto their feet!" He tossed her the bag of senzu beans. Makima looked inside to see there were only two inside, figuring that Yajirobe had given one to herself prior. "Good luck! I'm outta here!" The samurai turned on his feet and sprinted towards his hover car.
Makima placed a senzu bean into her mouth, chewing on it as she turned to her unconscious husband. She pressed her mouth to his to feed him the magic bean since he wouldn't be able to chew it properly. "Darling, wake up."
He still struggled slightly while swallowing the bean.
She rolled her eyes. "Darling, I'm naked and covered in barbecue sauce."
Goku's eyes snapped awake, filled to the brim with renewed energy. He shot up to his feet like a hungry animal. When he locked onto her, a clear frown set onto his features. "Awww! You're not naked or covered in barbecue sauce!"
"Later, darling." She reassured him as she climbed to her feet. She flicked the last senzu to him which he caught easily. "Give that to Krillin."
Goku blinked at her. "...Like how you fed me or…"
"Darling…!"
"Right, right, yeah!" Goku hurried over to his best friend.
Makima looked out towards the huge source of energy. They didn't have much time to waste if they wanted to fix the Earth's state before a complete return to the ice age happens. Hopefully, Gohan was keeping himself safe.
"HYAAAAAAH!"
BOOM!
Gohan's blast uprooted the frozen terrain, scattering Slug's forces all over the place. Several soldiers tried to assault him in the air, but the boy's superior skills outweighed their numbers effortlessly.
Fami's constructs chomped on the soldiers like Pac-Man. Screams of terror echoed loudly as they tried to escape their fates of becoming her next meal. Of course, it was useless to run since her constructs would corner them no matter where they tried to run. There was nothing left of them once swallowed whole. "Hm…could be salted better, but I can live with it."
"I think that is enough playing around!"
Fami and Gohan turned to the source, watching as four powerful warriors stood in front of Slug's ship. Angila, Wings, Medamatcha, and Meteor arrived on the battlefield, ready to take on the aunt and nephew duo.
"Move back, men, you're in the way!" Wings ordered.
"Hehe! Looks like you fools are back for round 2!" Medamatcha giggled.
"A shame that you decided to throw your lives away so fruitlessly." Angila taunted.
Meteor locked onto Fami, noticing the high amounts of fear pulsating within her. "You…! You're a Devil, right?!"
"I am the Famine Devil, yes." Fami replied.
A horseman? Score! "In that case, I'll be the one to kill you! You three can have the brat, she's mine!" Meteor shot off in a blazing burst, colliding his fist into Fami's lazy block. His momentum sent them flying further back into the city.
"Auntie!" Gohan called out to her.
"Impudent insect! Who does he think he is?!" Angila snarled. He decided to deal with his disregard for rank later. As long as the fool killed his opponent, then it was tolerable for now. He turned to Wings and Medamatcha. "You two, deal with the boy!"
"No way! Medamatcha, you kill the brat!" Wings insisted.
"What?! Why do I have to get the kid?!"
"You're the same size, besides, he wouldn't even be a fight for me." Wings argued.
"In that case, I'll be your opponent."
Suddenly, a green appendage wrapped around Wings' fat short neck. He was pulled into the air before getting slammed into a frozen bus. The arm retracted to the one responsible for the sneak attack, the newest addition stepped out of the shadows.
Gohan smiled excitedly. "Mr. Piccolo!"
"What?! A Namekian like Lord Slug?!" Angila gasped. Then, before he could realize it, another surprise attack collided with his back. The handsome warrior climbed off the ground and turned to see the one responsible.
Touching down on Angila's previous spot was none other than War. "He's not the only one here to kill some pests." War spat.
"Auntie War!" Gohan exclaimed.
She glared at her nephew. "Get your head in the game, kid! I'm not gonna babysit you!"
"...You never babysit me."
"Shut up!"
"And who exactly are you supposed to be?" Angila asked, clearly pissed about getting dirt on his clothes.
"The War Devil."
"A Devil of War? Sorry, if I don't find that very intimidating!"
"Get ready, pretty boy, you're about to find out how dangerous war can really be!" The two vanished from sight, but the impacts of their fight could be heard all around. Gohan noticed that Piccolo had also taken Wings away to deal with the minion privately.
"I guess, I really am stuck with you, kid!" Medamatcha whined.
Gohan got into a battle stance. "I won't lose to someone like you!"
Fami yawned as she swallowed fireball after fireball. She twisted her wrist, then pushed out to shoot the attacks right back at Meteor. He absorbed the attacks back into his body. "Throwing my flames back at me?! That's not going to work."
"Duh. That's why they weren't just fire."
"What do you-gack!" Meteor clutched his gut as he felt something twisting from within. He opened his mouth, vomiting a stream of molten rubble. "W-what did you do to me?!"
"The fluids inside of my stomach are poisonous to anyone who hasn't built up a resistance to them, human and Devil." Fami responded.
"D-dammit! Like hell, I'm going to let some stomachache get in my way!" He pushed out his arms, raising up chunks of the city. Then he ignited them with his fire, the metal pieces of the rubble jutted out to form flaming spikes. "You horsemen aren't shit!" Meteor declared, throwing out the flaming meteors.
There wasn't a trace of worry present on her face. Fami jumped between the meteors to avoid them. Meteor waved his arms, controlling the direction of his attacks to chase after the airborne horseman. "With all of the fears I've accumulated today, I'm more than a match for the likes of you! And after I defeat you, I'll go after your sisters too, then I'll be the one standing on the top of our species!"
"Do you ever stop talking?"
"What the hell?!" Meteor turned around to see Fami standing right behind him. "How did you-"
"It's always a competition with you lower Devils." The Famine Devil yawned slightly. "It's so…boring."
"B-boring?! You think I'm boring?!"
"My nephew can fight better than you, and he's five-years-old."
"Screw you!" Meteor tried to punch her, but the woman vanished. He searched around for his opponent. "Where the hell did you go?!"
FWEEEE!
Meteor blinked when he realized that his meteors were still coming down in his direction. He had failed to stop them, too busy arguing with Fami. The Meteor Devil screamed as the metal spikes from the meteors impaled him, the resulting explosion of their collision shook the ruined city.
Fami looked down at the smoking crater, noting that her opponent was struggling to breath. She pointed her hand at him, allowing him the chance to look at her one last time. "Thank you for the meal." Fami clenched her fist, swallowing the foolish Devil whole.
War ducked underneath a punch, then struck Angila's chest to knock him back. She whipped out dual pistols, firing bullets that pierced his skin. The minion of Slug grunted from the blood oozing from his torso. "What in the?! How are these human-made weapons hurting me?!"
"Any weapon wielded by me, human made or not, is far stronger than they normally would be." War explained. Then she smirked. "Of course, there's also the fact that I'm stronger than you."
"As if, Devil! You're going to regret tainting my beautiful skin!" Angila charged forward, leading with a punch to nail her face. War dodged his attack, then grabbed his arm to spin the fool around into the ground. Her foot kicked upwards against his ribs to knock him into the air. She tossed out several super charged grenades to surround the blue-skinned warrior.
BOOM!
The sky illuminated from the chain of explosions. War wasn't stupid enough to believe that was enough to kill him. The ground shifted slightly, alerting her to jump back as two arms stretched out of the ground to grab her. She continuously backflipped as the arms chased her around the frozen terrain.
War twirled for a moment, whipping out a katana to slice his arms off. Luckily, the warrior pulled back his arms in time to keep them, however, his right hand's fingers weren't so lucky.
"GAH!" He hissed, scowling at the blood pouring from the wound. "You dirty bitch! How dare you cut off my wonderous fingers?!"
"This is why I hate you pretty types. All you care about is your good looks. Don't join a battle if you're too afraid to lose a limb or two." War scoffed.
"I'll show you!" Angila opened his mouth, generating a burst of energy between his jaws.
"And that's mistake number 2!" War dashed forward before he could fire his attack. She summoned one of her explosive tonfas and shoved it right into his mouth right as he was about to fire. Angila couldn't stop his attack and was forced to taste the recoil of both explosions in his throat.
War watched as he pathetically kicked on the ground, clutching his scorched throat. Sounds could barely come out after burning his vocal cords into ash. She stalked forward slowly, the heels of her boots clicking against the ice. Angila stared at her with a fearful gaze, stunned that a 'lower life form' such as her could best him so easily.
"Yes, that's it, pretty boy." War pinned him down with her foot and pressed the barrel of her gun to his forehead. "Fear is the perfect look on that face of yours."
BANG!
"HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!" Medamatcha's annoying laughter rang in Gohan's ears as the boy maneuvered around the terrain to avoid his energy blasts. "A fun game of tag, wouldn't you say?!"
Gohan backflipped away from the hail of energy, then fired off his own blast at the frog-like alien. Medamatcha stopped his assault, moving to dodge Gohan's attack. He pressed forward with lightning-fast speed to grab the hybrid child. Gohan punched upwards, connecting his punch with the frog's chin. Medamatcha's head bounced back to brutally headbutt the child in the face.
A ragged trail followed Gohan as his body dragged along the ground. He flipped upwards, luckily dodging another blast aimed at him. But Medamatcha flashed behind him, grabbing the belt of his GI to lift him upwards, then slamming him back down.
An explosion from Gohan's energy blew the minion of Slug away. The boy dashed into his enemy, bashing his shoulder into Medamatcha's chest. Next, he buried his fists into the frog's torso repeatedly. "Go down!"
"Nuh uh!" Medamatcha grabbed his arms, stopping his rush. "Not until I've had my fun with you, kid!" To Gohan's shock, lumps started appearing on Medamatcha's back and shoulders. Each one formed into a Mini-matcha; their mocking laughter was aimed right at the startled child. Gohan tried to get back, but Medamatcha refused to release him. "Let him have it, Mini-matchas!"
"HEEEE!" The six little gremlins converged on the boy, their fists beating his skull in without an ounce of mercy. Medamatcha released him, then kicked the boy away with his mini clones still attached to him. "And…!"
Each one glowed brightly, their energy rising by the second.
"...Finish!"
BOOM!
The Mini-matchas exploded violently, engulfing the area in a cloud of smoke. Medamatcha cackled like a mad jester, clapping his hands. "Yes, yes! Good work, Mini-matchas! Now return to me!" He happily expected his clones to have finished the child off, but there was a strange light illuminating from the smoke. "What is-"
"YEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" The screams of his mini copies filled the silence, a huge burst of energy rocketed out of the smoke. Medamatcha gawked at the sight of his clones getting erased by the destructive energy wave.
"M-my Mini-matchas! How could this have happened?!" Medamatcha exclaimed.
Stepping out of the smoke was a battered, but infuriated Son Gohan. His eyes were emitting a red hue as a frosty breath heaved from his lips. "I…won't…lose…to you…!"
Medamatcha snarled at the boy. "You stupid child! I'm going to kill you!" He charged forward to crush the child with his strength.
Gohan quickly brought his hands upwards. "MASENKO…!"
Medamatcha's body glowed similarly to his copies, his plan to do a kamikaze was obvious. Unfortunately for him, he'd never get the chance to explode since Gohan pushed his arms forward.
"HAAAAAA!" Gohan bellowed out his teacher's move. The yellow beam swallowed Medamatcha whole, obliterating the stupid frog alien within seconds. Exhausted, pained breaths heaved from his throat once he was certain that his enemy had been defeated. Gohan chuckled lightly as his consciousness faded. He fell forward, luckily for him, someone caught him in her arms.
"I told you I wasn't going to babysit you." War frowned as she held her nephew. But then a small proud smile graced her lips. "So, good job, kid."
Piccolo and Fami, who had finished their own fights, arrived next to her. The Namekian warrior gave a look to his student's condition. "Is he okay?"
"The kid's alive, hurt, but alive. He did his part, so we'll just finish this one." War answered as she placed Gohan down on the ground.
The three turned to see Lord Slug stepping out of his ship, the warlord's disappointment was palpable. "I see, every single one of my men proved useless in the end, huh? Oh well, it seems like this tiny planet does house some warriors worth their salt. After killing you four, I'll be sure to scour this planet fully for new recruits."
"Not interested in us?" Piccolo challenged.
Slug smirked, cracking his knuckles. "No use in being interested in the dead."
"We'll see about that, bastard!" War, Piccolo, and Fami lunged forward to face off against Slug.
"Man…the entire planet really is frozen!" Krillin exclaimed. He, Goku, and Makima were flying at top speed to reach the battle going on. Makima had explained the situation to them after they had woken up, and yeah, it looked just as bad as she said. "To think something like this is possible!"
"If it's possible then it's reversible, right?" Goku inquired.
"If not, then it'll be Christmas forever." Makima replied.
"Cool!"
"Not cool, darling."
Krillin looked ahead, noticing the explosions occurring in the distance. "Guys, we're here!"
"Petal to the metal!" Goku ordered. The three increased their speed to reach their destination faster.
Lord Slug grinned maliciously as he held the beaten Piccolo by the throat. The younger Namekian's clothes were tattered, blood and bruises littered his unconscious body. Piccolo wasn't the only one, since both Fami and War had been defeated soundly as well by the evil Namekian. "Young and foolish! You small fries never had a chance in beating me!"
"G-gah…!" Piccolo grunts slightly.
"Heh! Farewell!" Slug punched forward to blow his heart out of his chest. However, a blast of energy forced him to stop his attack. He used his other arm to deflect the attack, then glared at the ones responsible. "Who dares?!"
Touching down on the battlefield was Goku, Makima, and Krillin. The three analyzed the situation, not pleased to see their side being defeated so soundly. Makima vanished from her position and reappeared with Gohan in her arms. "Gohan…!"
His eyes twitched and slowly opened. "M-mom… D-dad?" The boy was conscious enough to make out the forms of his parents. "Y-you're here…?"
Goku nodded at his son. "Yeah, we're here, son. You did good. Get some rest, okay?"
"K-kick…his butt…" Gohan said before losing consciousness again. Makima gently brushed his bangs aside and placed her son in one of the abandoned cars. The Control Devil created a barrier to keep him safe within.
Slug tossed Piccolo aside to deal with his newest opponents. "I see there's still some riffraff that needs a beating. I don't suppose you three would be willing to work for me, hah?"
Goku glared angrily at the Namekian. "No way! I'm only going to give you one last chance to get off this planet peacefully!"
"And if I say no?" Slug challenged.
Krillin blinked when he suddenly felt his body getting picked up off the ground. A faint glow surrounded him, removing all control he had over his motor functions. "W-what?!"
"Get him, Krillin." Makima flicked her finger forward, throwing the monk at Slug.
"WAAAAAAAA-"
Slug lazily slapped him aside.
"WAAAAAAAAHHH! WHY MEEEEEEE!" Krillin cried as he spun off into the distance.
Goku gave his wife a look.
"What? He would have gotten in the way otherwise." Makima shrugged. She also thought it would be funny since Krillin didn't get hit by the 'meteor' earlier. "I'm allowed to have fun, darling."
Her husband was about to say something, but a severe elbow strike into his sternum knocked the air from his lungs. Goku let out a pained wheeze before getting slugged across the face, his body bouncing across the ground and into the city.
"Darling!" Makima cried.
"One left!" Slug roared, pushing against Makima's hastened barrier. His power erupted, shattering her defense to blow her away. Slug grabbed the Control Devil by the leg to drag her along the air before throwing her roughly into a building.
Goku returned into the fight, his punch barely missed Slug's chin. The two quickly took to the skies, engaging in a fierce melee. Slug grabbed Goku's hands, squeezing them tightly enough to cause pain. "Is this all the power you've got, boy?!" Slug mocked. His knee struck Goku's stomach, then he knocked the Saiyan down into the street.
A silver chain trapped his legs, and Slug was brought down onto the city streets with a mighty slam. Makima emerged from the shadows, her chains growing to completely trap him. "Submit!"
"You first!" Slug's eyes illuminated, two beams firing out at the motherly Devil. Makima released her hold to duck out of the way, leaving herself open for Slug's arm to stretch out and grab her throat. He brought the woman close for a devastating punch that rattled her brain for a moment. Slug dropped her to kick her away with a bone-shattering kick to her ribs.
"HYAH!" Goku, in a Kaioken state, charged in like a comet. His increased speed to Slug by surprise long enough for him to land a few decent hits. But the warlord stopped his next punch to bring him in for an elbow strike to his chest. The power of his Kaioken faded away, weakening him enough for Slug to downward smash him into the frozen ground.
"If you had fought me earlier, then you might have had a chance." Slug said, picking the Saiyan up by his collar. "Too bad for you, huh?!"
POW!
Goku's body crashed through several buildings, his clothes tearing up to leave him completely shirtless as he tumbled along the ground. He slowly got back to his feet, breathing heavily as he watched Slug march towards him.
Suddenly, Makima flashed between the two, her abilities struck Slug once more. The Namekian could feel her influence invade his mind. Refusing to let anyone dictate his actions, Slug tore his own hand off to overwhelm her control with unbearable pain.
"What…he-" The Control Devil was slammed into the ground by a mean strike to her skull. Slug regenerated his hand, then stomped down on Makima's head, burying her deeper into the ground.
"STOP IT!" Goku rushed in, punching Slug's face, but his attack barely budged him. "A-ah…"
"I'm in the middle of something." Slug turned his head, pushing Goku's fist aside. "I'll deal with you later." He stuck out his hand against Goku's chest, blasting the Saiyan across the street and into a jewelry store.
"Now then…" Slug picked up Makima. "I have a little something for those who try to control me!"
POW!
His fist damn near broke her neck with that punch. The force tore her from his grasp, ripping some of her clothes in the process. She stumbled back against the wall of the building, trying to get her senses together, but Slug wouldn't give her the chance. He punched her through the wall, followed it with a fierce blow to her chest, backhanded her through a car, and then smashed his foot down on her left leg to shatter it. Slug grabbed her by her hair to raise her up in order to continue his ruthless beatdown on the Control Devil.
Makima's painful screams echoed throughout the desolate city, the sounds of Slug's strikes would follow each and every hit.
Piccolo struggled to move, slowly crawling towards the car Gohan was inside. Fami was crawling towards War in order to pass on some of her energy to her sister. Krillin could barely move, his brain still rattled from the earlier hit.
For Goku? His body twitched with each and every hit that brought his wife pain. A fiery light pulsated around his very soul, intermixing with the calm passionate spirit. Goku pushed himself up from the floor, ragged breaths spilling out of him. Each step he took echoed along with the screams of his wife.
POW!
"GYAH!"
Goku took a step.
BAM!
"AAAH!"
Goku took a step.
WHAM!
"KAAAAAGH!"
Another one.
KA-BLAM!
And another.
BOOM!
…
…
…
He didn't need to see it…there was no need to see it. The Saiyan knew just how much pain his wife could take, he knew just how strong she was, and he knew that killing her was close to impossible.
But right now…as he listens to this dirtbag beat her down mercilessly…he couldn't help himself.
Son Goku couldn't help the anger burning within his soul.
Anger that needed to escape.
His body moved without him even realizing it.
…
…
…
Makima's body sinks into the frozen ground, barely capable of moving. She tried to use her abilities against the Namekian, but the warlord crushed her back down with his foot again. She coughed blood and glared at the monster above her. "How about that, huh? Have you learned your lesson yet, woman?"
"G-go…to…hell…" Her eyes burned with fury.
Slug smiled sadistically. "No, thanks!" He pulled back his fist, ready to turn her skull into a fine red paste. "HAAAAAA-"
To Slug's utter shock, Son Goku appeared between them, his hand stopping Slug's fist cold. "HUH?!"
He wasn't the only one blown away, since Makima was equally stunned by her husband's appearance. Her eyes could see the flames bubbling underneath his skin, a light that she could barely recognize had been ignited within his soul. "Darling…"
Steam was rising from his body, an unbearable heat was burning through Slug's glove, marking his skin. Lord Slug tried to pry his hand away, but Goku refused to release the Namekian so easily. When the Saiyan's head raised up, Slug was greeted to the sight of Goku's pupiless eyes and snarling face. The blackened hair swirled upwards, taking a new shape and reddish tint, the steam shifted into raw unfiltered energy that melted the freezing air around them.
With a simple twist, Goku broke Slug's wrist, releasing the Namekian to let him feel the pain inflicted. Goku marched forward with his energy's color turning from white to a brownish, almost yellow hue. A monstrous ape-like roar bellowed from his chest. "RAAAAAAAAHH!"
"WHAT THE HELL?!" Slug was unprepared for Goku's unreal speed. The Saiyan's fist smashed against his cheek, breaking the sound barrier on impact. Slung rag dolled across the city, barreling through building after building. Goku wasted no time in giving chase to continue brutalizing the warlord.
"W-what is that power…?!" Makima wondered, mesmerized. The pure unrefined fury radiating off of her husband was blazingly hot, as if it were the sun itself. Whatever it was, she was thankful that it happened. She could let her body regenerate back together without worry.
Slug rolled across the ground for a moment before dragging his hand along it to slow his momentum. "W-what the hell has gotten into him?! It's like he's disturbed! I-I need to-"
I get stupefied!
"Wait, what is that-GAAAAH!" Slug's skull bent from the impact of Goku's punch. He was blown into the air, helpless to Goku's onslaught of rush assaults. He could feel his body bending and twisting in every direction from the Saiyan's ruthless might.
I get stupefied!
"HYAAAAAAAAH!" Goku roared, bringing a brutal sledgehammer down on Slug's skull, knocking him through another building.
Slug climbed back to his feet, reeling from the pain. Goku refused to let up and closed the gap, he struck the Namekian several times, hard enough for blood to erupt from his lips. Goku grabbed him by his throat and swung him into the ground. With nowhere for his opponent to run to, Goku unleashed a barrage of KI blasts directly on him at point-blank range.
Earthquakes rattled the city just from the force of Goku's attacks, barely managing to survive the brutal display of power. Another building ended up collapsing from Goku throwing slamming Slug through one again. The warlord skids across the dirt, beaten up as a result of the Saiyan's anger.
Slug pushed himself back up, wiping the blood from his lip. "I have to admit, you surprised me. I didn't think you were capable of possessing power like this…" He reached for his broken arm, tearing it off so that he could grow a new one.
Goku barrels at him once again, his anger having yet to simmer at all.
Slug didn't turn around or seemed to be worried. "Too bad for you… I still haven't been going all out yet. Allow me to change that! HYAAAAAAH!" In an instant, Slug's body started to increase in mass and size, growing far larger than the buildings around them.
The sight of his transformation was enough to momentarily distract the raging Saiyan. Goku's pupils returned, his fiery aura started subsiding. "WHAT?!"
"GOTCHA!" Slug whipped around; his massive fist crashed into Goku like swatting a fly. He laughed loudly, watching as the Saiyan who was beating him up moments prior went barreling through the ruined cityscape.
Goku dragged across the ground for a moment before coming to a stop, his consciousness fading away.
"HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!" Slug continues to laugh. "HOW DO YOU LIKE THAT, HUH?! I WIN! YOU LOSE! THIS PLANET IS MINE!"
"HEY, JOLLY GREEN JACKASS!"
BOOM!
Slug barely felt the explosion of the rocket that hit him. He looked down to see War standing on a building below. Though her regeneration helped, along with Fami's boost, the youngest of the horsemen was still basically on her last legs. "C'mon, green bean, you haven't won just yet!"
Slug grinned. "Fine! I'm more than happy to crush you again!"
Piccolo pulled his student out of the car, holding him in his arms. "Gohan…! Gohan, wake up!" The boy wasn't budging. "C'mon, kid, we need your help right now."
BOOM!
"AAAAAHHHH!" War came crashing down, bouncing like a rock on the pond. She smashed into the car, blood pouring out of her face like a waterfall. "FUCK!" She cursed painfully.
Slug stomped over to them, chuckling darkly all the while. "I'm not done with you yet!" His arm stretched out to grab her. Piccolo pulled her and Gohan out of the way, but Slug's other arm shot out, crashing into the three. They all went falling to the ground.
War tossed out a katana at Slug, who easily dodged her attack.
"Heh?! Was that supposed to hurt me?!"
"No…this is!" She yanked back on the thin wire attached to the sword. It came right back, slicing through his antenna like butter. Slug started screaming, blood oozing out of the severed antenna like an open faucet.
"GAAH! THAT'S IT!" Slug crossed his arms, centering his energy into his core. It didn't take much for Piccolo and War to understand exactly what the evil Namekian was planning. There was nothing they could do as he released the Super Explosive Wave, easily decimating whatever was left of the city. "HOW DID YOU LIKE THAT-WHAT?!"
To Slug's utter disbelief, his foes were still alive, saved by the woman he had been torturing just moments before. Makima had created a barrier to protect them from the blast and she had Goku and Krillin tossed over her shoulders. "We're still alive, Slug."
"Y-YOU…!"
"Please, tell me you have a plan!" War demanded.
"I do." Makima said while placing her husband and Krillin down. "But I need Slug distracted for a bit."
Piccolo looked down to Gohan, then back to her. "I have an idea for that. A moment is all you need, right?"
"Yes."
"Good." Piccolo said, then he tore off his ears, much to the Devils' confusion. "Time to wake up, Gohan! I need to see that performance of yours!"
"M-Mr. Piccolo…" Gohan started to stir.
"Remember, Gohan! That dance you were showing me before! I need you to do the whistling part!"
"W-whistling…?"
"Yes! Do it, now!"
Slug started sprinting towards them, his steps causing small earthquakes. "I'M GOING TO CRUSH YOU ALL!"
"NOW, GOHAN!"
WHISTLE!
The monstrous Namekian stopped on a dime, the soft sound of Gohan's whistles filtered into his ears. "G-G-GAAAAAH! MAKE IT STOP! MAKE IT STOP!" Slug pleaded, stumbling away from them.
Piccolo turned to Makima. "There! I bought you your time!"
Deciding to save that information for later, Makima levitated herself and Goku into the air. Her chains emerged from her body and stabbed into his own. "Darling… I'm sorry, I promise I'll make it up to you later. But right, that power you held before, we're going to need it to win this."
Her chains found his soul, slowly connecting with its outer layer. "Your body, your soul, I know it still remembers the embers of that light."
Makima could see it, the small golden light buried within him. The chains reached it, stabbing into that very light. "Time to wake up, darling!"
SHOCK!
Goku's eyes snapped open, his pupils vanished as his body was being forced back into that transformation from earlier. "AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!" His screams were poison to her ears, but she needed to do this in order for them to win. His brownish, yellow aura ignited back to life. His hair flashed between black, brownish red, and yellow like the fast flickering of a light switch.
As that was happening, Gohan lost the strength to keep whistling. With his distraction no longer in effect, Slug was freed from his pain. He growled at the gnats below him before noticing Makima and Goku. His eyes widened at the familiar transformation Goku was struggling to tap into. Slug was no fool, he knew better than to let that happen. He opened his mouth and fired an energy blast at the two. "DIE, FOOLS!"
"NO!" Piccolo shouted.
Unfortunately for Slug, the blast didn't obliterate his targets. The smoke cleared to reveal Makima surprisingly being held by the rage-filled Son Goku. His aura had utterly stopped Slug's attack. Makima stared at her husband, surprised to see that he was still being gentle with her even in his uncontrollable state. "Darling…!"
Goku released her, jetting down towards Slug like a blazing meteor. He plunged himself into the Namek's gut faster than he could've reacted, knocking him down. Goku flashed behind him to kick Slug back onto his feet. With his superior speed, the Saiyan was blitzing the Namekian once again as if he were the strongest fly in the universe.
Slug's anger started to peak. "ENOUGH!" His mouth released another ferocious blast. However, it missed Goku and ended up connecting to his ship, utterly destroying it and the soldiers inside. Not that Slug gave a shit at the moment, he was far too concerned with killing the Saiyan. "I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!"
"AND I…!"
I get stupefied!
"That song again-GAH!" Slug was interrupted by Goku landing a nasty uppercut that knocked him upwards.
Now that Slug was above him, Goku smashed into his stomach yet again to blow him further into the sky. "...AM GOING TO BEAT YOU! HYAAAAH!" His fists were a complete blur, repeatedly beating into the huge Namekian. Each punch sent Slug flying further and further into the sky. Goku threw one last powerful blow to send him into the stratosphere, right in front of his gas machine.
"I'VE HAD ENOUGH! NOBODY BEATS LORD SLUG, ESPECIALLY NOT SOME LOWLY HUMAN!" With all of his last remaining strength, Lord Slug fired off the biggest and strongest energy wave he could muster.
Goku cupped his hands, increasing his power. "KA…! ME…!"
Down below, Makima and the others waited for the conclusion of the battle. Out of everyone, the Control Devil was certain of one thing…
"HA…! ME…!"
…That her darling was the strongest of all.
"HAAAAAA!" Goku's Kamehameha connected with Slug's attack, overpowering it within literal seconds. The Namekian let out a pained dying cry as the blast engulfed both himself and his machine. The beam carried him all the way out into space, where his remains were completely erased from existence.
With the machine gone, the freezing gas cloud quickly started to fade away, bringing back the beautiful sunlight to once again grace the Earth.
The Son Household was bustling like never before as Goku's friends and family chowed down on Makima's delicious cooking. "Man…! You guys should have seen it! Goku did this whole weird transformation and totally trounced that Lord Slug guy!" Krillin regaled every one of the fight.
"And what exactly did you do, Krillin?" Bulma teased.
"I…uh…hehe!" Krillin pressed his fingers together, blushing up a storm. The others started laughing at his behavior.
Gohan looked up from his plate, he still had bandages on to help with his wounds. "But seriously, Dad, what kind of power was that?! It was awesome!"
The Earthly Saiyan took a break from his food to look down at his son. He had the most bandages on considering all of the abuse his body took in the fight. "Huh? I'm not too sure myself, really. It felt…powerful, but also uncontrollable. Most of what I can remember of it was anger, raw anger at that."
"If that's the case…" Makima placed another stack of food filled plates in front of her husband. "We better get to work helping you control it. I'm certain it'll be beneficial to have power such as that at hand."
"She's right!" Oolong exclaimed.
"I don't need you to agree with me, breakfast."
"Why do you keep calling me that?!"
"Oolong, aside." Bulma pushed the pig away. "It'll be great for you to have that under control. That way if any other bad guy tries to take over the Earth, you can just transform into a…a…uh, what should we even call that?" She asked. The question left everyone kinda stumped, they all realized that the form didn't really have a name.
"How about… Super Saiyan?" Fami suggested between bites of her chicken parmesan.
"Super…" Makima started.
"Saiyan…" Goku finished. Then he smiled brightly. "I like it! Starting tomorrow, I'll get right to work on controlling my Super Saiyan for-OW! OW! OW!" Goku's declaration was interrupted by the pain in chest.
Makima lowered his arms. "I think it would be best to wait until you've recovered completely, darling."
"Aw…! But, Makima!"
"No, 'buts'."
The rest of his friends and son laughed, finding the scene hilarious to watch. Outside of the household, Piccolo and War sat outside with their backs turned away from each other. Though there was a bit of humor found with them too.
Movie End
NOTE:
Look in my face, stare in my soul, I begin to stupefy!
Rock!
Look in my face, stare in my soul, I begin to stupefy!
Rock!
Look in my face, stare in my soul, I begin to stupefy!
Rock!
Look in my face, stare in my soul, I begin to stupefy!
Rock!
Look in my face, step in my soul
Look in my face, step in my soul
Look in my face, step in my soul
Look in my face, step in my soul
Look in my face! (Step in my soul)
Look in my face! (Step in my soul)
Look in my face! (Step in my soul)
I begin to stupefy!
Rock!
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