The Saiyans Approach! Goku meets a Greater God!
"So," Nappa said as he watched while Vegeta wrestled with one of the amphibiods of Zeron-4, "We're using this 'wish' to bring Raditz back to life, right?" Vegeta grabbed the amphibiod's shoulder in his teeth and yanked the arm violently from its socket with an unsettling "squelch!" Then he beat the creature to death with its own arm.
"Have you taken leave of your senses?" Vegeta asked with a face covered in yellow blood. "Unlimited power at our disposal and you would waste it on him?" He scoffed and tore chunks from the amphibioid's arm and chewed furiously before swallowing them down. "He was weak," Vegeta declared with a full mouth. "Anyone who could be killed by beings so weak deserves the grave." He wiped his mouth but seemed unaffected by the blood on his face. "I have far grander plans, Nappa. How do you fancy immortality?" Nappa stroked his thin mustache thoughtfully.
"Immortality?" he mused. To live forever. Never grow older, never die. Vegeta nodded as he ate more arm.
"Yes," Vegeta said. "Picture it!" He gestured dramatically with one hand as he spoke, "A Saiyan Empire that stretches on throughout eternity! Think of it, Nappa! Not even Freeza could stand against us!" Of course by "us", Vegeta had truly meant himself. "We would become invincible! We would become… Super Saiyans!" He smirked and tossed the hand and bones, all that remained of the arm he'd been eating, to land in the swamp. "Unless your heart is set on bringing Raditz back, of course." Nappa scoffed and already started walking towards his Space Pod.
"Who needs him?" Nappa asked with a laugh. Vegeta laughed and climbed into his pod as well. "To Earth!"
"To Earth," Vegeta agreed as their Space Pods rocketed away, "And to immortality!"
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Goku was surprised to find out that she'd woken up. She didn't think that you woke up from death. She was standing at the end of two huge lines of puffy little clouds. Super huge! They just seemed to go on forever and ever, with more hundreds of thousands of puffballs. Maybe millions!
"Don't look at it for too long," said a very familiar voice beside her. "You're staring at every dead soul in the entire universe. Your mind simply isn't meant to comprehend numbers this large. The one on the left is Limbo while the other leads to King Enma." Goku turned and couldn't stop herself from smiling when she saw Kami!
"Master Kami!" she cried excitedly as she threw her arms around him in a hug. "It's good to see you! But what are you doing here? Where is here?" Kami returned the hug somewhat awkwardly and gave Goku a pat on the shoulder so she'd release him.
"This is the Otherworld," Kami explained, "Or at least a fraction of it, where souls get sorted between Heaven and Hell. I brought your body here so that you could receive training from the Northern Kaiou."
"Oh, that guy you always shout about," Goku said as she and Kami walked. "Who the heck is he?"
"The Northern Kaiou is a powerful deity and a great warrior who has trained warriors for eons, creating techniques such as the Kaiouken and the Genki Dama," Goku's smile grew wider and wider from the word warrior onward. "He will train you to be strong enough to battle the Saiyans. First, however, I have to convince King Enma to let you through."
"How hard could that be?" Goku asked.
Goku had noticed that the line to "Limbo" just seemed to be going to a bathroom. Unlike the other line, it never moved. Goku stared up at the big red man with a beard in a purple suit in shock. He was huge! His desk was bigger than Bulma's house!
"Hello up there!" Kami called, using ki to project his voice. "King Enma! I request permission for a soul to train with the Northern Kaiou!"
"WHAT?!" Bellowed the voice from high above. Enma's voice was deep but he didn't sound mean or anything. He kind of sounded like Bulma when she was super-busy. "THE NORTHERN KAIOU? THAT'S A TALL ORDER! WHO'S SO SPECIAL?"
"Son Goku!" Goku called up, introducing herself before Kami could.
"SON GOKU?" Enma repeated. There was the sound of papers flipping and Enma muttered several "doot-doos" and "pah-pahs" as he flipped and the heavy thud of his fingers strumming on the table. "YOU CERTAINLY HAVE DONE A LOT OF GOOD DEEDS IN YOUR LIFE, GOKU," Enma mentioned. "ARE YOU SURE YOU DON'T WANT TO JUST GO TO HEAVEN?"
"Nah," Goku said, "I've gotta get stronger so I can go back to Earth!"
"ALL RIGHT," Enma said, "HAVE IT YOUR WAY. OFF Y'GO!" An ogre in a suit and tie appeared next to Goku suddenly.
"Right this way," he said in a nasally voice as he led Goku down a hallway and into a car. Kami found himself musing on the fact that he hadn't seen Raditz's soul in the line for Limbo. It was quite curious, he supposed. Perhaps it meant that his other half was not so terrible anymore.
"DON'T YOU HAVE SOMEWHERE TO BE?" Enma asked and snapped Kami out of his thoughts
"Oh, yes! I'll be off then," Kami said. "Can't have them wishing her back too soon." He tapped his cane twice on the ground and disappeared off to the living world again.
"GOODBYE TO YOU TOO, JERK!" Enma grumbled indignantly. "HONESTLY, THAT'S JUST PLAIN RUDE. HE OUGHT TO BE NICER TO ME. SEE IF I DON'T SEND GOD TO HELL." Then he looked up to see that the line was starting to congest and sighed as he went back to work. Why couldn't people stop dying for five minutes?
The ogre drove his little yellow car for a while until he stopped Goku in front of an enormous snake's head.
"This is your stop," he explained, "Snake Way. If you fall off the road, you'll go straight to Hell." Goku hopped out of the car and stared.
"Whooooa," she muttered.
"At the end of Snake Way," the ogre explained, "Is the planet of the Northern Kaiou, the trainer of the greatest dead fighters in the Northern Universal Quadrant." Goku wondered how great they were if they were dead. Then again, she was dead.
"So how long is it?" she asked.
"About a million kilometers," the ore said nonchalantly.
"WHAT?!" Goku exclaimed in shock. "Man, I shoulda packed a lunch!"
"You don't need lunch," the ogre pointed out. "You're dead."
"...Oh yeah," Goku muttered with a shrug. Then she hopped up onto the snake's head and got into a runner's crouch. "Here I go," she said resolutely, "No time to lose! Fubuki Odori!" Then she tore off in a blue-yellow streak down the winding Snake Way.
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Suno had the Dragon Radar in her hand and looked down at the five star ball in her other hand.
"So far so good," Suno muttered as she threw the ball into a satchel which already contained the three, six, and four star balls. She only needed the one, two, and seven star balls and then Goku would be–
'Pardon me, Suno,' Kami's voice said in her head, 'I'm going to need you to put that down.'
"Excuse me?" Suno demanded icily. What was Kami thinking? Asking her to not wish Goku back? Why in the world would she do that?
'Goku is going to train with the Northern Kaiou, a powerful martial arts master who will give her the skills and strength to fight the Saiyans. She needs as much time a we can give her.
"I… guess that makes sense," Suno muttered with an agitated shrug. The group later gathered on Korin Tower to take the Water of God before they trained with Kami. The assembled party included Suno, Krillin, Yamcha, Tenshinhan, Launch, Chaozu… and Chi-Chi.
"I am surprised to see you here, Chi-Chi," Ten commented as they waited for Korin to bring the Water, "Given the nature of your feelings on Son Goku."
"This has nothing to do with Goku, Mr. Shinhan," Chi-Chi said sharply, although she was hit with an immediate pang of guilt at Suno's pained expression. "I'm sorry," she added quickly, "I only meant that, well… Earth is all of our home, right?" she took Yamcha's hand in hers. "I'm going to fight for it."
"That's not how my name works." Before the conversation could continue, Korin arrived with the jug of water in one paw on a tray with several cups of water.
"Okay," Suno said carefully, "You guys should know… eh, you guys are stronger than Goku and I were when we drank this so you probably won't die."
"WHAT?!" the others shrieked in unison and gawked at Suno.
"It's a really, really small chance! You'll be fine! I promise!"
"Actually," Korin put in, "Given it's a ratio of 14-to-2, I'd say that it's more likely that you'll–" Then Suno stomped on his tail. "YEEEEEOW!" The other stared uncomfortably at the cups of potentially-lethal liquid and each tentatively reached for it before pulling their hands back.
"Oh, come on," Launch said before grabbing one of the cups, "You buncha pussies!" She slammed the cup back like a shot of liquor and then the others, feeling pressured, took the cups and drank from them as well. Suno counted off on her fingers while the others stood and waited for something to happen.
Three… two… one…
Then the others fell to the ground and screamed in unimaginable pain. Suno sighed and flew up to Kami's Lookout. Good thing she brought her music, she'd be waiting for them a while.
"This is the worst pain in the world!" Krillin screamed. "Oh God!"
"Don't worry," Korin muttered lackadaisically as he flipped through the newspaper, "You'll be seeing God one way or the other soon enough."
"You're not helping!" Yamcha cried out as he thrashed. Eventually, however, the pain passed and, thankfully, no one died.
"Well," Chi-Chi muttered as they flew up to Kami's lookout, "That was horrible."
"Yeah," Chaozu added as they reached the Lookout and joined with Suno, Kami, and Popo, "Now the really bad part starts."
"I'm sure you already known," Kami began. "But as things stand right now, this situation is utterly hopeless. However, if you will commit yourselves to my and Mr. Popo's training, I am confident that in one year's time, you will be stronger." Krillin couldn't help but notice that Kami hadn't said that they would be strong enough. "Are you ready to begin?"
"Yes!" They all said emphatically as one. Suno knew she'd have to get stronger. Not just for the Saiyans but because she might have to fight Piccolo for Gohan when all this is over. She only hoped that her baby was okay.
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Piccolo frowned while looking at his hours-old new hand in deep thought as he pondered something. He would have thought about it sooner but it had been hard to concentrate with so much wailing and gnashing of teeth. Son Goku was dead. He had killed her. The sole purpose for which he was born had been achieved. So then why did he feel so… melancholic? He felt empty inside when he should have been full of triumph and victory. Was he feeling… remorseful? Had he gone soft?
"Ridiculous," he muttered aloud. He, the Demon King? Soft? "It simply didn't prove anything," he assured himself. "She just stood there and let me kill her. That was no real victory. When we defeat these other Saiyans, I shall fight Son Goku again. Then when I kill her, it will count." His ears twitched and he noticed that Goku's whelp had finally started to stir. If he'd had to wait any longer, he would have started kicking the boy.
"Wh-where am I?" Gohan asked as he stood up on shaky legs. "Who are you? Where's my mama?"
"I am Piccolo. She's dead, boy." Piccolo said coldly. Gohan stared up at him with eyes brimming with tears.
"Wh-what?" Gohan asked with a sniffle. Piccolo sneered in disgust.
"There is no time for tears, boy!" he snapped. "In one year's time, other fighters like the man who took you are going to come here and they will try to kill everyone on this planet. Do you want that to happen?" The boy shook his head dumbly. "Then I will train you. You have great power locked inside you and, by unlocking that power, we might just stand a chance."
"B-but I don't have any power!" Gohan protested. One corner of Piccolo's mouth jerked up in a malevolent grin.
"Oh no?" he asked as he gripped the back of Gohan's shirt. "Let me show you!" Then he flung Gohan at a massive plateau as hard as he could and watched the boy sail off in a crying blue-yellow blur.
Gohan was crying and scared, he was so scared. Who was this man? Where was his mother? Where was mama? What was happening to him?! Then as suddenly as he was afraid he was angry. Instead of crying, he was screaming as that surge of burning power filled him up and he turned into a missile, violently smashing into the plateau and vaporizing it, blasting the surrounding area into a blackened streak.
Piccolo watched with his arms folded over his chest as the boy sat down in the smoking plain. He looked very confused. Piccolo shrugged and made his way towards the boy. It was a start, he supposed.
"Now then," Piccolo continued as he yanked Gohan out of the rubble, "I am not going to coddle you like your mothers would. If you slip up during my training or fail to rise to the task, you will die. Do you understand, boy?" Gohan nodded nervously. "These Saiyans will not show mercy. They will not fight fairly. You must be willing to fight with your last breath, and survive by any means necessary. Is that clear?!"
"Yes," Gohan said, "Mister Piccolo." He'd get stronger. He'd beat up these "Saiyan" jerks who were coming to kill everyone. He'd make mama proud.
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The first day of Kami's training had been nothing short of brutal. Krillin couldn't remember being so sore since he had started training with Roshi as a kid. Funny how these things work out huh? Instead of going straight back to Kame House to pass out, however, Krillin found himself flying over to Bulma's house in West City. He had a feeling told him that something was up and he felt compelled to check. Upon walking into Bulma's workshop, Krillin noticed three things; the device Raditz had been wearing was sitting on Bulma's bench, in some state between disassembled and reassembled, his armor was placed on a mannequin, and Bulma was wearing an apron stained with blood that Krillin decided it was best to not think about too much. Bulma was also sketching on a chalkboard, drawing some sort of giant cannon.
"Uh, Bulma?" Krillin asked. "What the heck is that for? Are you gonna fire that at the Saiyans?"
"Nope," Bulma said casually. "I'm firin' it at that," She pointed out the window at the full moon with a grin.
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Piccolo watched the boy sitting on a mountaintop with barely-contained disdain. He hadn't even made an attempt to climb down so far. If he hadn't brought those apples then the brat would have gone hungry. He'd probably die if he didn't have Piccolo watching out for him. Not that Piccolo cared about Gohan, of course. It would just be a waste of potential power, nothing more. Now the child was just staring at the moon like a simpleton and… what was happening?
Gohan stared up at the full moon with wonder. He'd never seen a full moon before! It was so bright and beautiful and huge. It made him feel a little less afraid. Suddenly his eyes went wide and his heart started pounding painfully in his chest. He felt himself start to grow and grow and his clothes tore apart as the mountain crumbled under his weight. He was strong! He was the strongest thing in the world!
As the Great Ape roared and pounded its chest, Piccolo stared in open-mouthed disbelief. He hadn't expected that.
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"I'm sorry," Krillin said with a nervous laugh, "You're gonna have to explain, because it looked like you said you were going to blow up the moon!"
"I am," Bulma confirmed.
"WHAT?!" Krillin exclaimed, practically screaming.
"Oh come on," Bulma said with clear exasperation. "We're going to be fighting super-strong evil aliens that can turn into even stronger giant primates of death when they look at the full moon. It's just logic." Seriously, why couldn't people think on her level?
"But what about the tides," Krillin asked, "And all the other stuff the moon is for?!"
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Gohan roared and beat his chest furiously. He stomped his feet and picked up chunks of mountain over his head, flinging them violently over the horizon. Piccolo was confused by this but not terribly worried. He would be fine as long as he kept out of range and waited for Gohan to calm down or turn back to normal. Then the beast opened his mouth wide and a gigantic blast of energy flew out of his mouth.
'This may be more of a problem than I anticipated,' Piccolo realized.
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"What," Bulma said sharply, "Do you think I'm an idiot or something? I'm gonna replace the moon."
"You're going to WHAT?!" Krillin shrieked incredulously. Honestly, did he need everything repeated? Bulma pointed to a massive Capsule warehouse that was nearly as large as the Capsule Corp building itself.
"I'm going to send a fleet of Capsule-bots up there to build an even better, spectacular, Capsule Corp Megamoon!"
"Okay," Krillin said wearily, "How much of this plan has to do with fighting the Saiyans and how much has to do with owning the moon?"
"Not a difference that you could prove in court," Bulma said in a sing-song voice. Krillin groaned and rolled his eyes.
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Piccolo had found out to his misfortune that attempting to fight Gohan in this state was less than futile. His power was simply insane. Piccolo looked up at the moon and put two and two together. He couldn't wait for the sun to come back up so that just left one option.
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"What about all that debris raining down from space?!" Krillin objected. "It could kill millions of people before the Saiyans even get here! Bulma, this is crazy talk!"
"I'm sorry," Bulma countered with her hands angrily on her hips, "Who is the scientist here?" Before the argument could move any further, the moon violently exploded overhead, leaving nothing behind. Krillin stared with mouth agape while Bulma shrugged. "Go ahead and fire up the Capsule-bots." Bulma muttered into her walkie-talkie. "Look at that," she smugly pointed out to Krillin, "No debris!" Krillin groaned and walked away while Bulma looked at the laser cannon on her chalkboard. "Maybe I'll put it in the moon."
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Piccolo looked down at the unconscious and naked regular-sized Gohan and yanked his tail off. It was a weak point anyway and the fewer advantages the Saiyans had, the better. Then he looked down at the naked child and sighed. With a dismissive wave, Gohan was clothed in a similar gi to his mother but with Piccolo's own character in place of "Turtle" or "God" or some other drivel. Hopefully the change would make him less whiny. Not that he cared, he just wanted the boy to shut up.
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After running for what felt like forever, Goku could finally see the end of the snake's tail in the distance. She put on another burst of speed to get to the end and was shocked to find an incredibly tiny planet hovering high up in the air. It was about as big as Enma's desk! She saw a little house and a road on the planet and shrugged before leaping high up into the air. Suddenly, something grabbed Goku and yanked her down into the planet like a rock.
"Owwww," Goku groaned as she struggled to get to her feet. Why was she so heavy? She could barely move! Each step took all her strength as she tried to walk around the planet. She decided to take off her weighted clothing, which made things a little easier. "Hello?" Goku called out as she wandered around the planet, "Kaiou? I'm here to be trained! Hello?" Goku found, of all things on this planet, a monkey! Well, it looked like a monkey. Maybe it wasn't. After all, she looked like a human but was apparently an alien. "Kaiou?" she asked the money.
"Ook," the monkey replied.
"I'm here to be trained," Goku continued. "Can you help me?"
"Ook!" Kaiou said again and began to wave his arms around and shuffle around the planet. Goku figured that this must be part of the training and started copying his movements.
"Why am I so heavy on this planet?" she asked.
"Ook," Kaiou said again. Goku was beginning to think that this might be a problem.
"Just what the heck are you doing?" came a voice from behind her. Goku spun around and saw a short, round blue man in sunglasses and a black longcoat with red sleeves. He had whiskers hanging off his cheeks like a catfish and long black antennae that twitched when he talked.
"Who are you?" Goku asked curiously.
"I'm Kaiou," the man explained. Goku looked back over her shoulder at the monkey.
"Then… who is that?" she asked.
"That's my pet monkey, Bubbles."
"Oh," Goku said and felt pretty silly.
"So, what the heck are you doing here?" Kaiou asked again.
"My name is Son Goku," Goku said with a respectful bow. "I'm from Earth and I'm here to be trained, please." One of Kaiou's eyebrows quirked up in suspicious.
"Training, eh? Well, if you're gonna train with me, you need to do something to prove that you've got what it takes." Kaiou leaned in and jabbed Goku on the chest with a finger to emphasize each word, "Make. Me. Laugh."
"What?" Goku asked in disbelief. She was supposed to do what? Suno was the funny one!
"Tell a joke," Kaiou went on. "Make me laugh." Despite everything else she'd experienced in her life, this made Goku break out in a cold sweat. What could she do? What if he didn't laugh? She couldn't come all this way for nothing! She had to get stronger! All she had were puns!
"I, uh, I like your planet," Goku began. Kaiou folded his arms over his chest and waited for more. "It… must be easy to… get around!" Goku threw out her arms and put on an incredibly strained smile, the universal body language for "punchline". There was an uncomfortable silence and Goku was sure she was doomed. Then Kaiou fell backwards and laughed his head off, holding his stomach as his whole body shook with laughter. Goku let out relieved laughter as she helped up to his feet.
"Oh man," Kaiou muttered as he lifted up his sunglasses and rubbed a tear from his eye, "All right. That's pretty good. Okay then, first o–" Goku threw a jab at him… that he blocked with a single finger. "What. Was that?"
"I… uh… I wanted to see how strong you were," Goku muttered and swallowed nervously.
"And?"
"Now I know."
"So you're not gonna do that again?"
"No."
"Good," Kaiou said before moving his hand down and dusted his shirt off. "So, you're from Earth? The gravity here is about ten times as intense as it is on your planet."
"Yeah," Goku said, "I wouldn't be able to move if I hadn't taken off my weighted clothing."
"Go put it back on." Goku stared at him.
"But I just said–"
"Once you're able to move freely with your weighted clothing on this planet, imagine how much faster you'll be back on Earth!" Goku supposed that made sense. It was just like Kami's training with weighted clothing or Master Roshi's training with the turtle shells. Funny how that worked out. As Goku was putting her boots back on, she felt a shiver pass through her body.
"What was that?" she asked.
"Oh, don't worry about it," Kaiou assured her. "That was the Kaioushin passing through an area where their plane intersected with ours."
"Who's the Kaioushin?" Goku asked.
"Hopefully you never have to find out."
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Gohan charged at Piccolo and slammed a flying kick into his teacher's chest and ducked when Piccolo went to swipe at him with a chop. Gohan landed on the ground and went for another kick before Piccolo slammed him down.
"Don't repeat yourself!" Piccolo lectured as he launched a ki blast at Gohan. "Your next opponent might snap your neck instead of slap you!" The boy jumped back to avoid the blast and threw one of his own at Piccolo who slapped it away and attacked Gohan with a series of strikes that Gohan just managed to dodge before headbutting Piccolo in the gut and uppercut him hard enough to knock him off his feet. Piccolo picked himself up and rubbed a hand on the back of his head and was surprised to see his fingertips come away bloody. "Not bad," he muttered.
"Thank you, Mr. Piccolo," Gohan said appreciatively with a bow. Piccolo growled and shot lasers from his eyes at Gohan that he barely managed to dodge.
"Did I say we were done?!" Piccolo barked as he continued his attack.
"N-no, Mr. Piccolo!"
"Never give your opponent an opening!"
"Yes, Mr. Piccolo!"
A few hours later, the training had concluded for the day and Gohan and Piccolo were sitting by a small pool of water. Gohan wrapped his bruises and scratches with a poultice that mama had taught him how to make while Piccolo drank water from the pool.
"You know," Gohan said, "You're not so bad, Mr. Piccolo." Piccolo let out a sound that was somewhere between a scoff and a chuckle at that. "You don't have to stay out in the desert, you know. After we beat up the Saiyans, you could stay with me and my moms. You can even sleep in my room." Piccolo scoffed again and rolled his eyes. He did, however, smile ever so slightly.
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Goku felt the genki gathering around her, pouring into her fist. She could feel the energy from the trees and the soil, from every blade of glass and every leaf on the small planet being pulled towards her. She could feel the radiant light of the ki warming her skin before she opened her eyes and stared at her glowing fist and watched the trails of energy flowing off her fist.
"All right," Kaiou shouted as he held his hands over his head, "Here it comes!" He whipped his hands forward and telekinetically launched a brick at Goku. It whizzed through the air at super speed in an orange-red blur and Goku lobbed the Genki Dama at the brick which exploded in a burst of light and dust. Kaiou let out a whoop of excitement and clapped his hands, laughing as he walked towards Goku. "Excellent!" he cheered as Goku beamed. "Absolutely excellent! You've really gotten the hang of this, Goku. Heck, you're better at the Kaiouken than I am and it's named after…" Kaiou stopped talking as his antennae stood up stiffly.
"What's wrong, Master Kaiou?" Goku asked.
"The Saiyans," he muttered, "They're in your solar system! They're a month early!"
"What?!" Goku shouted in surprise. That wasn't good.
"It's worse, I'm afraid," Kaiou went on. "I… I forgot to account for how much time it would take you to get back to Earth."
"What?!" Goku said again. "Why wouldn't it just send me back home?!"
"Because your body is here!" Kaiou reminded her.
"We have to tell them!" Goku cried out in worry and pulled on her halo.
"Put a hand on my shoulder," Kaiou explained. "You can reach someone tele–" Goku grabbed Kaiou's shoulder fiercely.
Suno was sparring with Krillin when something happened that made her come to a dead stop.
'Suno!' Goku's voice rang in her head as clearly as if her wife was right next to her.
"Goku?" Suno whispered. Krillin stopped mid-charge when he realized something was wrong. "Goku," Suno repeated with tears welling up in her eyes, "Where are–"
'There's no time!' Goku's voice interrupted. 'The Saiyans are coming!'
"I know that, Goku," Suno said as she rubbed an arm across her eyes. "We've been training to–"
'I mean they're coming now! They'll be on Earth in two days!'
"...Oh. That's… that's a problem."
'Wishmeback, wishmeback, wishmeback!'
"R-right!" Suno nodded as she flew off the edge of the Lookout. "Get ready, guys!" Suno called over her shoulder. "Goku says the Saiyans will be here soon!" She rocketed back to her house and grabbed the Dragon Radar and the satchel that the other Dragon Balls were already in. It took Suno about an hour to round up the last two Dragon Balls and the group gathered on the lawn of Capsule Corp as Suno placed the balls onto the grass.
"All right," Yamcha said to Puar, "Do your thing, man." Puar floated to the front of the group and raised his head towards the sky.
"Shenron!" Puar called. "I summon you!" The sky went black and a bolt of lightning flew from the balls and stretched high into the sky, swirling and arcing for miles before transforming into the Eternal Dragon. Chi-Chi stared at the spectacle in open-mouthed wonder. The others were a little more used to it by now.
"You who have gathered the seven Dragon Balls," Shenron boomed, "Speak your wish and I shall grant it."
"Hey," Krillin whispered, "Why don't we just use him to kill the Saiyans?"
"That is beyond my power," Shenron replied, "For they are more powerful than Kami." Bulma rolled her eyes and added another mental caveat to the supposed "all powerful" dragon.
"Please," Puar said, "Return Son Goku to life!"
"A simple matter," Shenron said as his eyes flashed red. "Your wish has been granted."
"Where is she?" Ten asked while looking around.
"Her body is still in the Otherworld," Shenron explained.
"Can you… bring her here?" Suno asked reluctantly as if she already knew the answer.
"Farewell," Shenron said bluntly and disappeared with a thunderclap before the Dragon Balls scattered in different directions.
"Well that was rude," Chi-Chi muttered.
"How long do you think it'll take Goku to get back?" Krillin asked.
"Not too long," Suno hoped.
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Goku was flying frantically down Snake Way as fast as she could, thankful for all the laps she had flown around Kaiou's planet to try and get her flight speed up and not get tired so easily.
'Don't worry, guys,' she thought. 'I'll be there soon!'