Chapter Forty-seven

An Unlikely Alliance! A Sacrifice is Made!

"Goku," Piccolo said as the two enemies flew side-by-side on their way to confront Raditz, "Tell me you have some kind of plan."

"I do," Goku assured him while she kept her eyes on the Dragon Radar. "If Raditz is anything like me, his weak point is his tail. If I grab it, he'll lose all his strength."

"And then we'll kill him," Piccolo said with grim satisfaction and an unpleasant smile.

"Only if we have to," Goku insisted. "If he promises to leave then I'll let him." Piccolo scoffed.

"I heard this Raditz talk about his countless murders across numerous worlds," Piccolo reminded her. "Is Raditz any less of a monster than my father? Or is it different because he is your blood and not mine?" Goku thought and chewed her bottom lip in silence as they flew on.

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Raditz dumped Gohan in his Space Pod and slammed the door shut to silence his squalling. They'd flown for over ten minutes and the brat never shut up!

"Thank the gods for noise-cancelling technology," Raditz muttered as he walked away from the crater. His scouter pinged and he spun around to face the pod where he had left Gohan. "Seven hundred ninety-one?!" he gasped in shock. "Th-this thing's gotta have a bug in it!" That was the only thing that made sense! How could a toddler have a higher power level than his own mother? Raditz sighed and leaned against a tree while he thought about Kakarot. "Speaking of things that don't make sense," he muttered while taking stock of all the things he had thought or noticed during their meeting.

He definitely hadn't expected her to look like father. Come to think of it, he hadn't seen her tail, either, so she couldn't transform into an Oozaru anymore. Which made her completely useless on the battlefield with her power level. Not that he was bringing her back to Vegeta for her usefulness in battle, he reminded himself with a shudder of revulsion and self-loathing. Worse than that was what had happened to her head. His sister practically had brain damage! The worst thing of all, though, was that she was so godsdamned stubborn! Why did she keep denying her true name? Her heritage? Her family?! These creatures may have looked like her but they weren't her. She would always be different to them. A freak in comparison. Why wouldn't she understand that? Why… why didn't she want to come home? He hadn't been able to bring himself to really hurt her. That was why he'd struck her with his palm instead of his fist, after all. Raditz's scouter pinged again to notify him that Kakarot and the Namekian's power levels were coming closer.

'That doesn't make any sense,' Raditz thought. 'How would they know where to find me?' The scouter was definitely broken, useless piece of PTO shit. He'd heard that there were some species that could sense Battle Powers without the aid of technology. After this mess was finished, one way or the other, he'd start looking into that. Anything that meant he didn't have to rely on Freeza's technology was good and, if he didn't have to talk to Vegeta, even better. He looked up into the sky and saw his sister riding a… yellow cloud with the Namekian flying next to her. Could… could Kakarot not fly?! 'More importantly,' Raditz thought, 'The scouter isn't broken. So the kid's power level really is that high!'

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Goku hopped down off Nimbus and landed in a three-point stance that left a small impact crater in the open field while Piccolo floated down slowly to stand beside her, barely disturbing a blade of grass.

"So," Raditz said as he pushed himself off the tree he was leaning against and made his way towards them, "Guess you've made up your mind." Then he looked over at Piccolo and smirked. "Ooooh," he cooed with mock-astonishment, "And you brought the Demon King! Now I'm in trouble!" He laughed as Piccolo balled his fists in anger.

"Where's my son, Raditz?" Goku demanded. "What have you done with him?" Raditz jerked a thumb over his left shoulder.

"He's in my Space Pod," he told her, "And I haven't done anything to him, Gohan's fine. I'm not a monster, little sister."

"You said you've killed millions of people!"

"Nobody I knew."

"That's not the point!"

"Enough of this chatter!" Piccolo snapped. "We're here to fight so let's do it already." He tossed his turban aside and it slammed down into the dirt with a heavy thunk. Goku nodded and started taking off her weighted clothes as well while Raditz looked very confused.

"Hey, Piccolo," Goku said as she pulled off her weighted undershirt, "I gotta ask you something."

"What?" Piccolo replied as he pulled off his cape.

"It's about your weighted clothes," Goku went on as she did a few stretches. "They don't make sense. You've got all the weight bunched up on your neck and shoulders so it's not evenly distributed. What about your arms or legs? Why don't you weight your shoes?"

"What," Piccolo asked as he cracked his neck and his knuckles, "Are shoes?"

"Those things on your feet!" Goku told him while pointing at his brown moccasins. How could he not know what shoes were? He was wearing them, wasn't he? Piccolo looked down at his feet and wiggled them before looking back up at Goku.

"These are my feet!" Piccolo exclaimed, sounding almost offended. Goku stared down at his feet curiously. They were?! She supposed it would have been a weird coincidence for Kami, Piccolo Daimaou, and Piccolo to all have the same shoes. Where did he get his clothes from, anyway?

"Are you two done?" Raditz asked. Goku and Piccolo got into their stances and Raditz sighed. "This is your last chance, Kakarot," he said softly. "Nothing's happened yet. I can let Gohan go. Just come with me, I won't even kill anyone. These people… you don't belong with them! You're not like them, can't you feel it? When they're scared of something dangerous and you're excited by it? That's your Saiyan heart pumping with battlelust! When you get lost in the thrill of fighting, that's the blood of a warrior race coursing through your veins! They're soft! They're weak! They're afraid of you! You belong with your race. You belong out in the stars. You belong with me…" his voice was so quiet it was almost pleading. It was pleading. Goku could see the moisture in his eyes and for half a heartbeat her stance faltered. Then she reminded herself of what he was, what sort of people he was friends with, what he had wanted her to do.

"Raditz," she said coldly, "My place is here on Earth. My family is my wife, my son, and my friends. My name is Son Goku." Raditz's hands balled into fists and he chewed his bottom lip.

"Don't make me do this," he begged. Goku balled her fists and glowered at him.

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Raditz's heart broke. She was really going to make him do this. All he'd wanted was to see his sister for the first time! All he'd wanted was to pull his family back together. Even if he was bringing her to Vegeta so that he could breed her, it was just… why couldn't she understand? Why were these useless fucking humans so important to her? WHY?!

Then Raditz closed his eyes and took a deep breath, forcing his heart back together. She wanted to die for this shitball planet? Fine. She'd die on her feet, in battle, fighting to the bitter end. It wouldn't be a long battle but she'd die like a Saiyan. He opened his eyes and let out a quick sigh as he got into his stance.

'At least I can give her this much,' he thought as Kakarot and the Namekian charged him. Even if taking off their weighted clothes had raised their power levels, which was really weird by the way, they still didn't come up to his own power. "You oughta know," Raditz told them as he effortlessly blocked their attacks, "That even if by some miracle you do kill me, Nappa and Vegeta are way stronger than me." He smashed a clubbing blow into the Namekian's stomach and drove his palm up under Kakarot's chin to send her careening into the sky. The Namekian rebounded and attempted to attack Raditz from behind but Raditz was already behind him in the time it took the Namekian to prepare his strike and hit him with a spinning kick that sent the Namekian flying, colliding with Kakarot when she dropped out of the sky. Raditz couldn't help but laugh at that.

The pair picked themselves up and attacked again, this time coming from opposite sides to try and trap him in a pincer. It might have actually done something if they weren't so ridiculously slow. He smashed them under the jaws with uppercuts and focused on the Namekian, hammering with with vicious blows before kneeing him a good three hundred feet into the ground. Then he turned his attention back to Kakarot, who let out a battle cry as she charged him and attacked with all she was worth. It was then that Raditz realized that what Kakarot was worth… wasn't much at all. She was stupid. She was stubborn. Worst of all… she was weak, in body and spirit. He batted aside her attacks effortlessly and grabbed her by the front of her shirt in disgust.

"You shame our entire race, Kakarot!" Raditz spat before smashing her in the face with a headbutt. "You're slow! You're weak! And your heart! Is! Soft!" He headbutted her over and over, letting go of Kakarot's shirt on the word "soft" to send her flying away, a trail of blood leaking from her nose and flying behind her. The Namekian burst from the ground directly behind Raditz and he drove a kick back into his chest without even turning to look before he reached up and grabbed him by the face, contemptuously flinging him into Kakarot as she was picking herself up. Raditz threw forth his hands in a rage, sending blasts of pink-purple energy at the two of them. They dove out of the way to avoid the blasts and while Kakarot landed lightly on her feet, Raditz saw that the Namekian hadn't quite cleared it. He watched the Namekian stare at the stump of his right arm in horror and laughed his head off. "Ha! Some mighty Demon King you are!" he shouted derisively before laughing again.

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Suno's smile was becoming strained as she went over the multiplication tables with her class. She had felt an ungodly amount of ki arrive and go out of her range at an impossible speed towards what she thought was the wastelands. She wasn't quite sure what to make of that but, when it turned up later with Gohan's ki, it took every ounce of her self-control to not break through the wall and go after it.

When she sensed Goku's ki, she relaxed a bit but not by much. That thing's ki was far greater than anything she had ever felt before and was far greater than Goku's was. The fact that she sensed what was likely Piccolo with Goku only made things more complicated as she wasn't sure whether to be thankful or even more nervous.

By the time she managed to get out of her class, the fight was well underway. As she sped towards the battle ground in her car, she began to quickly strip down and remove her own weighted clothing- a wedding gift she had received from Kami- before capsuling her car and sprinting at full speed. She wasn't sure how much she could help given what they were facing but she'd be damned if she was going to let her wife fight for their son with only her arch-nemesis as help.

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Piccolo grit his teeth and balled his one remaining fist as he glowered at Raditz. The long-haired buffoon would pay for this indignity!

'Goku–' he started to say telepathically before he was cut off by…

'Piccolo!' her voice was in his mind!

'Wait,' they thought in unison, 'You can talk telepathically?! How?! I don't know, I just could one day! ...Huh.'

'Anyway,' Goku pressed on, 'Are you okay?'

'Don't worry,' Piccolo assured her, 'I can fight just fine with one arm. Although if you've developed any secret techniques in the last four years, now would be the time to use them.'

'Eh heh heh,' Goku chuckled nervously, 'Sorry, not really.' Piccolo mentally scoffed.

'Of course. Peace has made you weak. Fortunately I haven't been slacking off and I do have a technique, which I can still thankfully do with one arm. I was hoping to use it to kill you.'

There was an awkward silence.

'What do you need me to do?'

'I need a minute to charge. Can you manage that?' Goku grinned.

"No problem," she said aloud before breaking into a sprint and charging Raditz. Raditz sneered at her and Goku quickly realized that this was a problem. A big problem. She was fighting as hard and as fast as she could, using every technique and strike she'd learned in her whole life but Raditz was just too fast! He caught every attack and hit too fast for her to even try to deflect. As she was getting her butt kicked, though, Goku got an idea. If Raditz was like her, then he had really strong senses too. Which meant that she could…

"Taiyoken!" she cried as she thrust her hands up in front of her face and blasted Raditz in the face with blinding light. Raditz screamed and clutched at his face which gave Goku enough of a breather to leap high into the air. "Gotta make this count!" she told herself as she cupped her hands at her sides. "Kaaaa meeee…"

Raditz managed to blink the spots out of his eyes and see but everything was still fuzzy. He saw his sister high above him and… was she doing a Galick Gun?!

"Haaaa meeee…" Raditz's scouter pinged and the numbers scrolled up and up. Her power level was rising! His scouter pinged again and he looked over his shoulder to see the Namekian with two fingers held out, veins pulsing all over his body and covered in sweat. He was doing… something, but his power level was rising, too! It was over a thousand! This made no fucking sense! "Haaaa!" Raditz spun around to see a blue-white blast rushing towards him and hopped away from it with a smirk before it suddenly started following him. Raditz broke into a run to try and escape his sister's attack but it was right behind him.

"Okay," he growled as he turned to face the blast, "That's enough!" He threw out one hand and grabbed it by the wrist in his other hand, planting his feet to brace himself as he was hit dead-on. When the smoke cleared he was panting and his hand burned painfully but he was otherwise unharmed.

"N-no way!" Goku gasped as she floated in the air. He'd just shrugged off her Kamehameha! Raditz shook his hand before rearing back and lobbing a ball of energy up at Goku, hitting her dead on and knocking her out of the sky. It was then that Piccolo chose to strike.

"Raditz!" he crowed triumphantly. "Take this with you to Hell!" He thrust his arm out and grinned. "Makankousappou!" A beam of yellow light shot out of his fingertips, surrounded by a yellow-purple spiral that drilled its way towards Raditz. He only had time to stare at it in shock before the blast rocketed towards him and made contact, causing a massive explosion before the beam kept going, crashing into a mountain range in the distance and made an even larger explosions. Piccolo allowed himself a satisfied grin… before he realized that he could still sense an enormous power level. "N-no," Piccolo murmured in horror, "How? HOW?!"

"I'll tell you how," Raditz said as he walked out of the smoke, "Your aim sucks." His left shoulder was badly burned and there was a chunk missing from the pad over it but Raditz was otherwise unharmed. As Raditz advanced towards him, Piccolo felt unbridled terror. He knew that he was about to die and he was powerless to stop it. "Now," Raditz continued, "As I said when we met, if you wanna kill someone when you use a blast, you've gotta put something into it." He raised his left arm and a ball of purple light gathered in his hand, electricity crackling up and down from his wrist to his shoulder, "Like thi–" he stopped suddenly and the light faded. His whole body was wracked with unimaginable pain as something sucked the strength right out of his body and made him crumple to his knees. He was gasping for breath and whimpering when he heard… laughter. Raditz looked back over his shoulder and saw–

"Gotcha!" Goku declared with a grin and laughed as she squeezed tightly on his tail. She was bruised, she was bloodied, and she was definitely going to need a senzu after this one but she had him! She had him and there was no way she was going to let go! "I remember when I was a kid, how much it would hurt when someone grabbed my tail!" She gripped it as hard as she could and gave his tail a twist. Raditz howled in pain and fell onto his hands and knees. "That's what you get for not training hard enough!" Then she turned to Piccolo while holding her brother's tail in an iron grip. "Piccolo! Do you think you can do that… beam thingy again?" Piccolo cackled and brought his fingertips to his forehead again.

"It would be my pleasure," he said with the slightest bow. Raditz's eyes went wide with panic. He was about to die. Unless… unless he did something no Saiyan would ever do.

"Kakarot," he pleaded, "W-wait! You're not going to let him kill me, are you?! I'm your brother! I'm your blood!" Goku glowered at him and squeezed on his tail.

"You kidnapped my son! You tried to kill me! You said you'd kill everyone on Earth!"

"I was bluffing!" Raditz gasped desperately and tried to focus through the pain. "I-I just wanted you to come with me! I would have done or said anything! Gohan's fine, I swear! I never would have killed my own family!" That gave Goku a second's pause. If he was never going to kill Gohan and she thought he was a monster, what did that make her for being okay with killing him?

"Do you promise to leave this planet and never come back?" she asked while she never loosened her grip. Piccolo's eyes bugged out of his head. She wouldn't be so stupid! She couldn't!

"I swear!" Raditz promised. "I'll leave this planet and never come back! You'll never see me again!" Goku's fingers slowly let go of Raditz and his face of pain and terror instantly flashed into one of wicked glee as he shot up and smashed his elbow into her face. Goku cried out in pain and collapsed to the ground. Raditz was on her in an instant, stomping on her chest over and over. "You idiot!" he roared while laughing at her. "You stupid, soft, fucking idiot!" Goku screamed and writhed as Raditz slammed his foot down on her chest. "Come on, Kakarot!" he screamed at her. "Let's hear you beg! Beg for your life! Beg for your son! Beg for this planet! Why wouldn't you listen?! WHY?! WHY?!" Even though his face was twisted in fury and he was grinning malevolently, tears streamed down Raditz's face. "Beg, godsdamnit! Beg!" Goku shrieked and screamed and coughed up blood, but she never begged. 'Heh,' Raditz thought with just the smallest hint of pride, 'Stubborn like our mother.'

Then, something happened. Goku and Piccolo felt an enormous power growing and growing, full of fury, while Raditz's scouter pinged as a number rose higher and higher. They all turned and stared… at the crater the Battle Pod was in.

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Gohan could hear his mom screaming. He had been listening the whole time, crying and scared because mama was in trouble. He could hear that jerk with the big hair screaming at her. He was hurting her. He was hurting mama. Something inside snapped and suddenly Gohan wasn't scared anymore. Instead, he was angry. He was so angry… his body was flooded with energy. For the first time, he felt strong. So strong that he could make that jerk stop hurting mama! Gohan screamed with fury and punched through the pod he'd been locked in like it was made of paper, tearing it to shreds. The jerk looked at him like he was scared. Good.

"Leave my mama alooooone!" Gohan screamed and he jumped, launching himself at the jerk like a bullet, his whole body glowing as he smashed into his armor. Then Gohan fell down and sat beside mama and the anger was gone. He felt… dizzy. Confused. What just happened?

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"G-Gohan?" Goku stammered as she looked at her son. 'What just happened?' she thought in disbelief. When did Gohan get so strong? She was half-proud and half-terrified because now Gohan was out and Raditz had been staggered but was still standing.

"M-mama?" Gohan asked with a sniffle before he started crawling over to her.

"Run, Gohan!" Goku urged as she struggled to sit up. "Run! Get away! Get out of here!" But Raditz was already on top of them.

When Gohan had hit Raditz, it had been almost as painful as it was shocking. What just happened?! Where had the brat managed to find that kind of power?! It was insane! He was barely a pup and he was already almost as strong as Raditz. As he ran a hand over his cracked armor and felt a rib move, however, Raditz decided that it was definitely more painful. And infuriating. He growled as he stalked towards them again.

"Where'd you get that power from, you little shit?" Raditz demanded as he towered over Gohan, his scouter already telling him that his power had dropped. "Where'd it go?"

"Wh-what?" Gohan blubbed out in terror. "What power?" Raditz snarled and kicked Gohan hard in the stomach, sending him sprawling with a cry of pain.

"Gohan!" Goku shrieked in panic. This wasn't happening. This couldn't be happening!

"You managed to crack my armor, kid," Raditz said as he stood over Goha and raised his hand high. "You might have this weak race's blood muddying you but you're a Saiyan, all right. So you'll die like one." Everything moved in slow motion. Goku was in so much pain that she couldn't move. All her ribs were broken, she definitely had internal bleeding. None of that mattered. Raditz was going to kill her son. He was going to kill her little boy and she wasn't going to be able to do anything! Then, however, Goku knew exactly what she had to do. With whatever strength was left in her body, she lunged to her feet and grabbed Raditz in a Full Nelson, holding him in a death grip. "Wh-what?!" Raditz exclaimed in disbelief, "How did you–"

"Piccolo!" Goku exclaimed. "Now! Do it!" Piccolo gathered his power as Raditz's eyes widened with horror and he struggled feverishly.

"K-Kakarot," he stammered in fear, "You have to be joking! Think this through, damn it! There's no way for you to survive this! If I get hit, we're both going to die!" Goku's grip only got tighter as she clenched her jaw shut. "Kakarot! Th-this is crazy! Kakarot! Kakarot!"

"Makankousappou!" Piccolo roared again. The beam flew true this time and punched right through Raditz's heart… and Goku's.

'Suno,' Goku thought just before she was hit, 'I'm sorry.'

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Tenshinhan let a bundle of logs slip from his numb fingers. That ki that disappeared. That… that couldn't be. He and Chaozu rocketed off towards the other powers they had felt around hers.

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"Goku…" Yamcha whispered. No, it couldn't be! Goku… Goku didn't die! Bulma grabbed onto his arms fiercely and looked up at him. Even without the ability to sense ki, she could tell something was wrong.

"Let's go," she demanded. Yamcha nodded and he scooped Bulma up into his arms, flying off with Launch, Krillin, Puar and Roshi following.

'Please let this not be what I think it is,' Krillin thought desperately. 'Please, God, please!'

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Suno cursed as she felt Goku's ki drop and took off flying- energy consumption be damned. The other, larger ki was also dropping, which was good, and Gohan's ki was stable. She made herself relax even as she pushed herself to go even faster. This was far from the first time Goku's ki had dropped like this so she'd be fine just like all of those other time. Everything would be fine. Right?

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Piccolo looked down at Raditz as he wheezed out his dying breaths, blood gushing out of the wound with every gasp. He was reaching feebly for his sister, which struck Piccolo as more than a little strange.

"Why?" he struggled to say. "Why? Why would she… kill herself? Now we're both dead!" Piccolo smirked down at him.

"I don't think so," he told the dying man with satisfied arrogance. "We have these things called Dragon Balls, seven orbs that when gathered together can grant any wish. Her stupid friends will bring her back to life." Then, despite the unimaginable pain he must have been in, Raditz smiled and started to laugh through bloodstained teeth. "What's so funny?" Piccolo demanded.

"Y-you're fucked, that's what," Raditz chuckled. "My scouter's also a communicator. My allies heard all of that. Now they'll be here within the year. You'll die! You'll all die!" Raditz laughed and died with a smile on his face. Piccolo sneered down at him and kicked his corpse in frustration. Then he heard Goku's friends arrive and watched them scramble towards her. Pathetic.

"G-Goku!" Krillin sobbed with tears streaming down his cheeks as he fell to his knees beside her and took her hand in his. "Goku! Say something!" Goku coughed out a mouthful of blood.

"H-hey guys," she wheezed painfully with one eye squeezed shut, "Is… is Gohan okay?" Bulma had the toddler bundled up in her arms. He was unconscious but otherwise unharmed.

"He's fine," Bulma assured her, "And you're going to be, too!" She denied everything science and logic told her about the fact that Goku had a giant, gaping, bleeding hole in her chest and that they had no senzu beans or any other ways to revive or heal her, her friend was not going to die!

"Just hold on," Yamcha insisted. "I can head to Korin Tower! I'll be back in no time!" Goku gave a weak laugh and shook her head while keeping her eyes on Gohan.

"I was so proud of him," she said softly, barely a whisper. "Take care of him for me, guys. Help Suno."

"Goku…" Roshi whimpered as Goku slowly closed her eyes. His daughter was dying right in front of him. She smiled and went limp.

Son Goku was dead.

"Goku?" a distant voice said from behind the others. Everyone turned and parted as Suno slowly made her way to Goku's body. "Goku? You're okay, right? This- This is just like that time with Tao or Piccolo Daimaou, right?" The others looked away as Suno knelt down next to Goku's corpse; a far off, haunted look in her eyes brimming with tears. "C-Come on, Goku, th-this isn't a good place to be sleeping." Suno knew the truth- how could she not- but she wouldn't accept it. "I-It's almost lunchtime, you know? I-I-I'm going to make all of your favorites."

Suno timidly reached out as her tears started flowing freely. She cupped her beloved wife's cheek and started to gently stroke it with her thumb. "G-Goku, I… We… Let's… Goku, you…." Suno's walls of denial and rejection began crumbling to the weight of the truth that faced her. Her self-control finally shattered as she closed her eyes and wailed, leaning over Goku's body. The sound of her heartbroken cry was the only thing anyone could hear and broke the remains of what little self-control the others had. Even Piccolo, though he loathe to admit it, couldn't help but feel slightly uncomfortable.

Piccolo scowled and looked down at the stump of his arm. He grunted and a fully-formed arm burst from the stump, drenched in green fluids. He flexed the fingers and walked over to Bulma as they watched Goku's body disappear.

"Wh-what?" Launch gawked. "How did she… where did she go?!"

"I'm sure it was Kami," Piccolo said with a knowing smirk. "The old fool must have a plan." Then he turned his attention to Bulma. "The child," he demanded with an outstretched hand, "I need him. He has great power and he has to be trained. There are more Saiyans coming in one year's time, stronger than Raditz. We will need his strength."

"Wait," Suno said, her voice utterly lifeless as she stared at the spot Goku had been. "Please don't take my son. He's all I-"

"You fool," Piccolo spat. "You've used the balls how many times and you're left like this? How pathetic. If you want to stop me then feel free to try but you'll just end up making the boy an orphan. We need his power and I'm the only one who can properly train him." With that, Piccolo took Gohan from Bulma and flew off.

"S-Suno, aren't you-" Krillin started.

"No," Suno interrupted. "I can't do anything to stop Piccolo. I'm too weak, just like I've always been. I can't-" Suno let out a deep sigh as she stood up. Her eyes were no longer lifeless but the joy that had always been in them was gone. "All I can do is pray he'll be alright."

"What do we do now?" Yamcha asked.

"First we gather the Dragon Balls so we can bring Goku back. Then," Suno turned towards the direction of Korin's Tower as her eyes burned with anger, "Then we go to God."

SSV/N: Yeah, sorry guys. Raditz is dead. I had considered keeping him alive, but that would mess too much with the canon, which this story was meant to stick to (more or less). However, if you're looking for something off the beaten path, check out my new story, "Three Eyed Turtle and the Murderous Monkey"! It's already going off in its own direction, and I promise Raditz won't die. When he comes to Earth. *Sinister cackle*

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