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Arrival Part One
On Earth

“Hmm…” Mumbled Paragus. “I wonder what I should learn… Well, it’s gotta be good, whatever it is. Maybe I will go check on Kame, have him teach me something.” With that, Paragus flew away toward Kame’s Lookout. When he got there, Kame was standing there gazing into nowhere. Mr. Popo was standing there holding onto Kame’s leg like he was his mother. He was shivering.
“Ka-Ka-Kame… What is it Kame? What is it?” He inquired, still shivering. “Tell me Kame, what is going-” Kame cut him off.
“Shut up you blabbering little woman! Leave me alone! What the @#$% ARE you anyway? Why are you always at my house? Go away!” Kame screamed. Popo took one look at him and dropped his eyes. He took a great quivering breath and walked over to his stupid flying carpet thing. He got on and flew away, sobbing. Only then did Kame notice Paragus, on the floor laughing, tears streaming down his face.
“What? What is it? What are you laughing at? Well?” Paragus continued to laugh, rolling on the ground. Finally, between laughs, he managed to say something.
“Its just-you-you just said what EVERYONE who has seen Mr. Pop was thinking!” He barked a laugh. “I never thought anyone would actually say it in from of him though!” He shook his head in disbelief.
“Err… is there something you…want?” asked Kame impatiently, never taking his eyes off of that fixed spot on the sky.
“Ummm… yup yup.” Replied the Saiyan, remembering why he was there. “Will you train me, bec-”
“NO!” Screamed Kame. “Can’t you see that I am busy?” he had quickly snapped his eyes over Paragus but then he fixed them back on the sky. Paragus looked at him incredulously and shook his head.
“Busy? What could you possibly be busy with? You are just standing there!” He exclaimed.
“Shut up, fool! And go away! There is something happening on Namek. At that Paragus flew off to find a place to train.

On Vegeta

“Oh hey!” Exclaimed Brolly. “Where ya been all this time?” He was genuinely surprised to see Raditz around.
“Oh, here and there.” He replied. “Chillin’, killin’.” “Tru. Tru.” Recited Brolly back at Raditz. “Yeah, I am going to fly to Namek to try and help out with the fight against Buu. I sure hope I get there in time. What about you?”
“Me? I am going to get in some gravity training. I think that will pump me up, eh?” Brolly explained.
“Well ok, I should get going, I don’t wanna miss my ride! Peace and love, Brolly!” Raditz flew off towards Vegeta’s spaceport. Brolly was thinking, ‘What a nice guy!’ but then he remembered the ‘love’ part and shivered.

On Namek

All the warriors were gathering around a village, preparing for the coming battle. Vegeta and Goku sat together, sharpening and oiling their Zet Swords. Gohan was just messing around in the sand with some little Namekians, everybody was just chilling. Except Piccolo. (76,412) He stood awkwardly, shifting from side to side. His head was filled with thoughts of Future Trunks dicing him with new Zet Sword he had bought. Everyone knew Trunks was handy with one of those blades. He was starting to think it was not such a good idea to have killed his wife.
“Hey Vegeta!” He called. “I think I will try to get some Nameks to merge with me like we planed. What do you think?”
“Sounds good to me, but make it quick!” Came Vegeta’s reply. Eagerly, Piccolo snuck off into the village. He came across two warriors eying him warily. He approached them slowly, calling out.
“Hey there, what are your names?” A voice in his head said: Mai (42,000) Pai (42,000) Piccolo shook his head. ‘What?’ said those two voices. ‘Have you never been among you kin before?’ Piccolo shook the two voices away. “I have a request. Will you two merge with me? After all, I AM trying to save your planet and all.”
“No need to lie to us.” One of them interjected. Piccolo could not be sure if it was Mai or Pai. “We know who you are.” Added the other. “But we will merge with you anyhow. Stand still.” The Namek-who Piccolo thought was Mai- reached forth and put a hand on Piccolo’s chest. He gave out a low growl and started glowing, brighter and brighter. Suddenly there was a flash of light and Mai- Piccolo was sure of his name now- was just gone. ??? ( 240,000 ) stood calmly, eying his own, suddenly stronger hands.
“My turn.” Said Pai. When we join, you will become more powerful than you have ever dreamed of.” He reached out to ???’s chest. Again came the glowing and the flash, and Mai was also nowhere to be found. ??? ( 600,000) turned to walk back to where the others were waiting.
“Whoa!” Cried Goku. “Piccolo, you sure have gotten a lot stronger! What kind of vitamins have you been taking?” Asked Goku, dead serious. Piccolo turned a gaze across all those around.
“I am no longer Mai, Pai, OR Piccolo. I am a Namekian who has long since forgotten his name. Simply call me… The Namek.” He said solemly.
“Hmm, the Namek, huh?” said Vegeta.
“NO! I said ‘The Namek’, not ‘the Namek’. Got it?” The Namek corrected. Vegeta just looked around, his eyes doing all the talking: ‘Isn’t that what I said?’
It was about then that Future Trunks arrived.
“AAARRRGGG!!!” He screamed, powering up, drawing his sword throwing himself at The Namek. Vegeta went Super Saiyan and was in between the two warriors in a flash.
“Wait you fools! I cannot have you killing each other!” He yelled. “We need to face this Majin Buu creature… together! I can hardly stand being around Kakarott all the time, but at least I have enough self control not to KILL him!”
“But Vegeta, he killed my wife! PAN! He @#$%ing killed Pan!” Vegeta almost showed a hint of sympathy.
“Is this true, Picc… err... I mean, The Namek? Did you?” Vegeta asked, playing the role of a mediator. The Namek shook his head.
“No, I did not.” Trunks gawked in disbelief. “Piccolo killed that girl, I am no longer Piccolo. I am The Namek!”
“Ok. Ok. I have a solution. You two will have a sword fight. No ki attacks, just your body, and your sword. Deal?” Suggested Vegeta. Trunks nodded slightly and drew his gleaming new Zet Sword.
“Want to borrow my blade, Namek?” Offered Goku. The Namek shook his head and stood still. His cape and turban disappeared and a small sword (like the one he gave Gohan) appeared in his hand. He drew the small sword from its sheath and stood ready. Trunks rushed forward in a blind rage. The Namek dodged his first wild swing, ducked the second, and hopped the third, and left Trunks unbalanced. Piccolo glided down from his hop and ax-handled the doubled over Trunks. The Saiyan went face first into the dirt. Stubbornly, Trunks rose to his feet, spitting teeth and looking at The Namek as if he knew how to use his sword. He went into a long flurry of attacks, and it was all The Namek could do to keep the Zet Sword away. With each parry, the fine sword cut a deep nick into the one that he had produced from nowhere. The Namek knew he was no match for Trunks’ swordsmanship. The Namek’s balance faltered and he fell to one knee. It seemed the Saiyan would lop his head off, but an explosion knocked him to the seat of his pants. A plume of black smoke rose from where the village elder’s house had once stood. Majin Buu arrived.

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