(Piccolo-POV)
Piccolo and Merus arrived silently at the site of Dabura's battle for he was currently alone, fighting a shadow dragon, golden colored and it looked like Dabura was using 'Kaio-Ken' at his upmost maximum, while that third eye of his was also in use, amplifying his power. The shadow dragon though, was easily making work of Dabura, who looked battle wearily from the look of it, with fatigue easily spotted upon his face, each breath easily witnessed as his chest heaved. Majin Buu caught up to Piccolo, having 'attacked' an abandoned town sometime between wherever he was last and now, he was still eating a whole lot of foods, candies and shit… Piccolo shouted at the guy and thankfully he understood.
"Alright Majin Buu, eat up. Will most likely need you-"
"-Buu eat now, eat up good food. Buu will help when Buu finished. Not a second before, green guy!" Buu said to which gained Piccolo's glare in return though Buu had since turned to watch the fight, content in snacking away. Piccolo turned to the still silent Merus, adding.
"You can help, or is this going to be a problem to you. You've not said nothing since we've arrived on Earth."
"...I will, though don't expect much from me, I'll do my best sure but these guys, that dragon… his aura isn't as bad as Dabura's, makes for an annoying bother to me should I go against him. W-Well that is to say, I'll back you up." Piccolo nodded slowly, a bit annoyed by his callousness but yeah, it really wasn't this twirps fight. Though in saying that... this brat was supposed to be a Galactic policeman, so in a way... he very well should be helping.
"Right, well… We will land over nearby to Dabura first. He's losing but he is just like Vegeta; they don't like others interrupting their bouts... arrogant and pride runs through their veins." Piccolo seen Merus nod slowly, as Piccolo added.
"That shadow dragon needs to be stopped, and the dragon ball secured if we want to bring back Elder Moori and the Namekian Dragon balls." Piccolo nodded towards Merus who returned the nod quickly, the two of them quickly climbing upwards and flying over towards Dabura and the dragon warrior, landing in a dash from their current location. Dabura eyed them for the moment, then as sudden as he could unleash, Dabura spat towards the Shadow dragon, Piccolo already could surmise that it was that technique-
"-Fool, that won't work ever, for spitting during a fight? It is bad form, I thought I was fighting a warrior. Have you no more power to show me? I should put you down for good and move on to your friends, none of them are this Kron anyway, the one I wouldn't mind fighting, seeing that it was his wish that made me." Piccolo narrowed his gaze, interested in this one's words.
"And what wish was that that created you then? I've heard of one of your kind speaking about the wish that made them, you though… you've showed restraint until now…" Piccolo said, eyeing Dabura's new position upon the ground, indented in a crater while the shadow dragon stood above him, left hand held out while an almost hot glow begun to manifest in his palm. The shadow dragon ignored him.
'Idiot, catch this and then regroup, you've lost. Will need Majin Buu to help but until that fat glutton has finished, will have to fight him… together. You heard?' Piccolo quickly mentally projected towards Dabura, whose connection Piccolo already felt-
"-Ah, green man. I'm Pikkon, I'll t-take one of those too." Piccolo's gaze snapped towards another, green skinned though not of the same species as him, certainly not for he looked different and also felt different; lacked a nose as well now that Piccolo got a good once over on him. Piccolo then grabbed another, one of four he had left including the one he threw towards Dabura.
"What's your name shadow dragon, calling you that is long and annoying. Might as well be calling each other by our names in this fight. Though it looks like it will be all us against you, or do you approve of a one on one fight." Piccolo asked, as that Pikkon curiously snacked on the Senzu bean thrown his way, getting to his feet as Dabura too caught his one, though the dragon caught Dabura's wrist in suspicion.
"…You've cheated, that guy looks as healthy as he was before I beat him down. That bean then…" the shadow dragon's posture bent slightly, to be in way to gather his power, which almost immediately begun to shake the planet.
"Fine then, give it another go then, warrior. I've proven who among us three who fought previously who is the superior warrior, now I'll see how your friend's fair. Go ahead, I'll destroy you once more, should you try to fight against me. As for my name... I am Nouva Shenron, and I've been impressed by this one's fighting power… That is until I powered up to my full power and he was swept aside, struggle aside. You there, I'll take your challenge then, but understand… I'll have to kill you all should none of you match up." Piccolo nodded, turning to Pikkon.
"You might as well sit this one out… friend, no need to waste another Senzu bean on you."
"I was going to help those others but Dabura's friend Mira, was hogging the warrior so I came here. Left a Krillin, an Eighteen and a Pyrrha to it, they were also sidelined. But fine, I'll watch. Should you fail, we're all going to be seeing much of each other again… the next dimension, that is." Piccolo eyed him with suspicion, not quite sure what he meant, though he knew this warrior had to have some knowledge of the other world, just by that statement alone.
"Nouva Shenron, I am Piccolo, the name I've taken for myself once again… Now whole... You-"
"-Buu finished, Buu fight glowing guy! Hah!" Majin Buu blasted over, his pink colored Ki flashing in front of Piccolo for a brief minute as the shadow dragon- Nouva looked towards him, neither amused nor annoyed, unlike Piccolo who glared at the fat-
"-Me fight you glowing guy, me show Majin Buu power to glowing guy! Majin Buu then eat you, if give bad show. Then I go eat with Mr. Satan. He a good cook, cook for Buu!!" Majin Buu then stretched out, his rotund form and he begun to shout, gathering energy in a sustaining shout, pink energy cackled around him as the planet begun to shake, air kicked up and blasted all around them, even kicking up dirt and other debris to somewhat obscure the location. Even some of the buildings begun to float from the power being dispersed around those two. Nouva didn't stand there and was no fool it seemed nor was he going to underestimate Buu, for he also begun to shout in a continuous roar in continuation of gathering his own power, his energy then pulsing around him fiercely in tune to Buu's.
(Raditz-POV)
Raditz didn't take that long to reach the city known as 'West City', that metropolis that at this time, was receiving a devastating makeover, would have been fun if this was years ago. He took, via one clone he made, the unconscious bodies of his father and the former king, no need to leave the weaklings where they were knocked out and landed upon a still secure building, dropping them down. The clone he made then dispelled, his full strength seeped back into his body and he eyed the city, then gazing towards three locations in particular.
"Man look at the carnage around here squirt, gives me chills… Like seeing into the past, huh." Nappa, who only now caught up with him, said with a wide grin, eyyeing the damage wrought. Raditz glared at him, replying as he clicked his green tinted scouter, in no mood for this dunderhead's words.
"Shut it Nappa, don't treat me like a kid. I've outgrown your domineeringly annoying self-superiority, so shut it. When the old man and the former king awaken, I'll make sure to do to them what I've done to you. Would be a good boost to your strength and also, keep you quiet-" Raditz flickered to the side, then kicking Nappa in the back of his bald head, knocking him out. The kick of course, didn't kill him but Raditz made sure to lay a few more hits, well placed and non-threatening… that is to say, the areas he landed said blows wouldn't kill him but would keep the bald battle manic out of the way, like his father and the former king.
"He and these two are in no way, capable of fighting such power… Now, I'll heal up for now. Knock these two out, and then choose my arena… Kron's lunatic of a brother or one of these shadow dragons…"
(Zangya-POV)
Her offspring her well in hand, she decided to head to stay, to fight. Not wanting to be outshone by the others, the thought of fighting, killing and maiming was in her blood. Since she'd settled down with such a hunk and bore some of his whelps, she only had fighting left and rearing them... and fucking as her hobbies. Killing was a bonus though that and maiming was a far and few between in proper enemies. But with her offspring off-world with the rest of the brats plus a few of her sister-wives, on some obscure planet or world… remaining here to help the others came naturally. With Kron gone with the others who she supposed, were some of the strongest of their planet, that left her to fill in a gap for her own power was marginally impressive than most of the rest of them.
She landed, eyeing the green colored dragon, currently being attacked by a stronger fighter of a familiarity that, Zangya remembered, he was supposed to be dead and an enemy of theirs. Spotting Krillin, her sister wife Pyrrha and the beauty Eighteen, wife of that small bald fellow, she also peered at the shadow dragon who, looked to be on the offensive, the supposed-to be dead warrior had a frozen hand though he kept up his onslaught and also his superior speed in making sure he didn't get anymore ice onto him.
"You've come then, welcome to the show." the bald fellow, Krillin noticed her and turned to address her, somewhat intimidated by her piercing stare, she turned to him and then to the fight.
"Are we going to just watch that one? That one… wasn't he dead or something. Well? Nothing to it but to join in, I didn't come here to watch this." She took a wide stance, then feeling her energy pulse, swelling up suddenly in a spike as her transformation happened in an instance, her body going through the physical changes as she grew a foot taller, her skin darkening somewhat as her hair lengthened as well. Bojack's racial superiority he used to horde over her and the former Galaxy soldiers was so not such a blessing to Bojack but actually a racial ability that their whole race, should they reach the right biological specifications, could unlock with both enough power and will. Thought now, she was beyond Bojack-
"-We're watching him for now, Mira has gotten stronger than before and this was the Mira who was an ally of ours, prior to his absorption... You can tell, that other one had uh, a more sinister look compared to that Mira there." Pyrrha said, narrowed eyes kept on the fighting.
"I can tell anyway; he doesn't look like that devilish version in red and less bulked up than that evil one." the red-haired warrior and Zangya's fellow sister-warrior sighed, then adding.
"But not evil or whatever, he isn't sharing and has blasted Eighteen for her attempt in getting involved. We're better off waiting for now. In the ten, or so minutes that have passed-" Pyrrha was cut off from an explosion, that had come from the shadow dragon, who knocked Mira out of the sky and also managed to also smash the ice-covered hand of Mira into millions of pieces, for only ice of such a sub zero temperature could only do this.
Mira though didn't flinch, instead, his stump of a hand then shot out, to the shadow dragons surprise, another hand that, now renewed was covered in a reflecting mucus that the others, Krillin above the others, wretched in disgust… Eh, actually it was just the bald fellow who wretched loudly, Zangya would have chuckled but there was no purpose to show weakness.
"...Alright, this shadow dragon is pathetically weak, his only parlor trick being his ability of ice. I see why you all stayed out of it, none of you could risk a limb unlike… Mira there. Well, how many more shadow dragons are there, we should be hunting for the others-"
-A beam shot out of her gut, to her and the others surprise, Zangya also noticed that Pyrrha also took a beam to her stomach, the color of the small piercing beams being a light green hue, that quickly shot from behind them. Zangya fell to one knee, holding her stomach, blood pouring out around the hand that held her gut, while Pyrrha also fell to the ground, Eighteen and Krillin turning to eye the new query. Zangya saw Pyrrha already had begun to move to her side, grabbing her and preparing to use 'Instant Transmission' at the same time, she called out for Zangya, though Zangya herself begun to lose focus while Pyrrha looked a little bit better than her.
"I'll take her to Dende! Will get back soon-" Pyrrha coughed out blood then, though she and Zangya vanished from the battleground, she managed to focus back her gaze in and spotted the bastard who shot both her and Pyrrha, a tall, white colored humanoid figure with spikes stood there casually with a easy grin, whiskers on his smug face and he spoke up.
"Ah, two to die and two dying. Pathetic Eis Shenron. Pathetic. You two, will get to know one another now-" Pyrrha and Zangya then vanished, reappearing to the lookout, seeing Shin standing with Dende, both focused on the… whatever they were doing, Dende quickly coming up upon them on seeing them and with one hand, begun healing the two of them.
"H-Hold on you two!" she heard before to her shame, she passed out.
(Krillin-POV)
'S-Shit, t-this is b-bad.'
"Eighteen! I'll fight him, you attack from afar-"
"Nonsense, idiot. I'll attack him from up close, you'll be my support, alright… my husband. I'm the stronger of us two-" Eighteen was then cut off when Mira, that battle-hungry lunatic blasted passed them, Krillin noticing that he was chasing the shadow dragon, Eis Shenron.
"S-Syn Shenron! Y-You've come to a-assist me, how fortuitous of me. C-Could you kill the annoying one, his power is overwhelming and his ability to-"
"-Silence worm. You're a disappointment though since it is three versus one… plus you, I'll allow you to dispose of these two. You've proven uncapable of besting this warrior. Kill them, then watch as I slaughter the one of whom, had almost overcome you." his tone of voice, mocking and deep, his words sending dread up Krillin's spine.
"Now out of my sight, get to your task and I may spare you. Come warrior, you are no Goku, but I shall enjoy killing you all the same." To Krillin's hope, Mira would be the one fighting this- what was looking to be the second last Shadow dragon they need to defeat, this… Syn Shenron, as the other called him, appeared to have been studying Mira's battle as well.
"W-Well, that makes things a little easier-"
"-Hush, Krillin. Will do this as I said before. I attack head on, you'll be support. Make me proud." She smiled quickly to him, tugging on his heart strings with nothing but a smile. But he got into focus, his gaze narrowed… Krillin nodded, emboldened by his lovely wife's confidence, he quickly bent into a jump, blasting upwards, and gaining distance between Eighteen, Eis Shenron and Mira, his confident opponent, who appeared smug, hearing their words they exchanged.
"My, why what a lovely family. If I wasn't so disgusted, I would have not done this. Haven't you heard of telepathy-" Krillin then seen the face of the bigger shadow dragon appear in way of him, then headbutting him to the ground though Krillin wasn't even close to reaching the ground as he uncontrollably fell and was intercepted again, Syn Shenron flickered in an afterimage, swiftly to another position behind him-
'-Hnngh! … … …Uhggnghh' Krillin's widened gaze then spotted the spike that thrust through him and tore through bone and covered in his blood, seeing it's piercing him from the stomach as he looked down in disbelief. He heard his Eighteen shout out then, both a mixture of anger and fear in her tone, he heard the shadow dragon who, as Krillin's turned head to see how exactly how it happened, Syn Shenron was facing behind Krillin and eyeing Eighteen and Eis Shenron with a smirk, then turned to face Krillin.
"There, Eis. You'll have an easy time now. The fight shall be more... evened out as well. The spare i dealt with. Now, go ahead, prove your worth to live." Krillin coughed, losing focus... his g-gaze... his wife... Eighteen... ... ...
(Eighteen-POV)
Rage was what she felt at this point, the shadow dragon then elbowed Krillin's body, turning slightly and firing off green colored Ki-blast which before she could even act, blasted towards her husband and detonated on impact, a large explosion that rippled in the sky. As she stood her ground against the impending impact of the shock wave that came from such an attack. Uncaring, Syn Shenron turned to Mira, though he spoke loudly to the now trembling shadow dragon she was about to kill, and rip apart herself. Krillin being dead… she didn't want to think about it now, and there was hope to revive him… but the shadow dragons… all of them and especially that smug one, must die!
"Alright! You- I'll kill you first, then that… bastard will die. But I will rip that dragon ball out of you and have some fun… doing it, you fucking lizard…" her energy inflamed suddenly, she used 'Kaio-Ken' times one hundred, forty three; her maximum so far in her training, and raced for the now sneering Eis Shenron, who had the audacity to look at her as if she was something weak to be brushed aside. She knew to stay away from his front, this bastard liked to turn parts of you into ice, but he needed to see his target, to direct his gaze upon-
"-You want revenge, what a human trait. But as I notice, I've nothing to worry about with you. You're pretty weak my friend, so why don't you just join your husband in the next dimension… can do that for you. Be a pleasure-" Eis Shenron was still stronger than her perhaps. Her upper lip quivered in white hot rage, her head about to turn, now noticed the clawed hand, held in a piercing motion, about to tear straight through her-
-Mira appeared in a flicker, sneering at Eis Shenron, taking a hold of Eis Shenron's head and savagely twisting it in but a second of time, he then sneered straight at her, her grateful gaze turning to annoyance for his brushing off of her. Mira held out his right hand and fired a blast point blank for Eis Shenron, the blast rippling a bellowing smoke cloud that erupted for a long way afar from Eis, his body long gone and thankfully, Eighteen caught sight of the dragon ball that came downward, in which she quickly intercepted or would have, when it was caught by Syn Shenron.
"Eh, what a disgrace of a dragon he turned out to be. Well then. Shall we, now that the disgrace has been dealt with, I warn you now girl. Leave us to our bout in peace, you're no match for me, Syn Shenron!!" he, to Eighteen's confusion, shoved the dragon ball in his hand into his mouth and swallowed, Mira already afterimaging to reach him. Eighteen heard Mira shout out, sneering down at her.
"Stay out of my way, lest you end up like your friend." Mira turned back, flickering towards Syn Shenron, the dragon appeared eager to battle the battle maniac Mira as Eighteen continued to feel ill, distraught about seeing Krillin being killed right in front of her.
"...Bastards, the both of them are… I am sorry Krillin." wishing him back was a must of course but witnessing that much pain on his face before he was casually tossed aside as if he was nothing but a mere piece of trash, greatly upset her and she wished she had the strength like the two of them out there fighting it out. If she did, she would brutalize that Shadow dragon before offing him herself, Mira be damned.
'...But that, that isn't the reality.'