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By : moviefan
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(A/N: Ok, so the votes are coming in. The most popular ones so far seem to be Broly, Bojack, and Hirudegarn. But the polls are still open, so keep the votes coming. Here's the next chapter. It's a little short, but I hope you like it all the same.)
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Chapter 12: When You Wish Upon A Dragon Ball
Trunks landed nearby, feeling exhausted. A short distance away, the crumbled remains of Luud’s torso began glowing, and then, all at once, several beams of light erupted from the pile. The beams of light flew up in the air and then came down. Then, to Trunks’ amazement, each beam of light took a humanoid form as all of those that Luud devoured appeared. Namekians and former Luud worshippers were freed upon the destruction of the beast.
“We’re out.” a Luud worshipper cried cheerfully.
“We’ve been freed from the beast.”
“Oh happy day!”
18 impatiently pushed people out of the way as she tried to get through the crowd before realizing that she could just fly over them. Spotting Trunks, she landed out of the group of people and ran towards him.
“Trunks!” She threw her arms around him. Trunks was startled by her display of affection, and would later realize that he hadn’t been repelled by her touch. She let him go and began checking him over. “Are you all right? You’re not hurt, are you?”
He shook his head. “No, but I have been better.” He gave her a smile. “Glad to see that you’re still alive.”
18 smirked, moving to support him. “As if that giant walking tub of lard could get the best of me.”
“He almost got the best of me.” he admitted. “I’d be a goner if it wasn’t for you.”
“Well I couldn’t let him turn you into a doll. That would ruin my months of hard work at getting through to you.”
Her statement reminded Trunks of their relationship, and of what they had done on the spaceship. Frowning, he pulled away from her, looking towards the group of people that had been trapped within Luud.
“Are they all right?”
18 blinked, taken aback by his sudden coldness to her. “I think so. None of us were hurt. Luud was just using us as a catalyst for his power. He needed us alive.”
Trunks nodded. “What about Biyakuyo?”
“Right over here.” said the Namek, stepping out of the crowd. “And look what I found.” In his arms was the three-star Dragon Ball, several times bigger than the ones on Earth. Biyakuyo smiled and handed that large shining object to them. “I’m happy to present you with this, the three-star ball. Rejoice in the knowledge that your wishes will soon be granted. All those you wish to revive shall soon be restored. However, I have a request.”
Both Trunks and 18 looked surprised. “What sort of request?” the former asked.
Biyakuyo glanced down at the Dragon Ball. “Though Luud mostly ate our people, there were several that he simply killed. I request that when you bring back those you wish to restore that you bring back my people as well.”
Trunks smiled. “Oh, is that all? Considerate it done. We’ll be happy to help.”
Biyakuyo sighed and smiled. “I thank you, my friends.”
“No thanks necessary.” Said 18. She glanced at the Luud worshippers, who were still rejoicing at being freed. “What about them?”
The Namek turned to the masked aliens. “They were all fooled. Every one them were as much of Luud’s victims as we were.” His eyes narrowed. “The blame lies with that Dolltaki fellow.”
Trunks blinked. “Doll… who? Who’s he?”
18 let him go and walked into the crowd of people. There was a small commotion before she came back out dragging a screaming unmasked Luud worshipper. She pushed him forward at Trunks’ feet.
“That would be this creep. He’s the mastermind behind the Luud Cult.” She glared at him. “He tricked and manipulated everyone, and then stood by as Luud betrayed them all, including him.”
Dolltaki laughed nervously. “B-But… I did help you in the end.”
“Only to save your own skin.” 18 seethed. “And it certainly took you long enough to give us the information.”
Trunks looked at Dolltaki in disgust. “You know, people like you really sicken me. All you do is cause suffering for everyone with your greed and lust for power. What do you have to say for yourself?”
Dolltaki grinned nervously. “No hard feeling?” He flinched at their angry looks. “W-What’s going to happen to me?”
“That’s not for us to decide.” Trunks told him. “You’ll have to take that up with the people you’ve wronged. Namely the Namekians and your former followers.”
Gulping, Dolltaki looked at Biyakuyo, who just glared at him. “Don’t bother begging me for mercy. It’s not my decision. And even if my people do let you off the hook, I can’t speak for your friends.”
Going pale, Dolltaki looked at his old followers. They were giving him looks that could kill, silently letting him know that they were not going to forgive him for using and betraying them.
The former high priest whimpered fearfully.
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18 was excited. Trunks had told her stories of the eternal dragon. True, this was a different dragon than the one from Earth, but it was just as exciting. She couldn’t wait to see it.
“It’s a good thing we upgraded the Dragon Balls to be able to bring back more than one person per wish.” Moori told them. “But ever since that Frieza character, we’ve learned to be more careful about such things.”
“Lucky for us.” Said Trunks, looking at the seven glowing Dragon Balls. “Do you mind if I summon him now?”
“Actually,” said Moori, “I have to do it. There’s a password that’s required in order to summon the dragon, and it’s in the Namekian language.”
“Oh.” Trunks stood back. “Then whenever you’re ready.”
Moori nodded and raised his hands over the Dragon Balls. Then he began speaking in another language that neither Trunks or 18 could understand.
Once he finished speaking. The Dragon Balls began glowing brightly. 18, who was standing next to Trunks, unconsciously took hold of his arm, squeezing it in anticipation.
The sky turned black and there was an incredible flash of light, then they were all blinded as the dragon emerged. A massive form made entirely of light burst from the spot the Dragon Balls rested. It grew to a colossal size and began to take form. Then the light vanished and the large muscular form of Porunga, the eternal dragon of Namek, appeared.
18’s eyes widened in astonishment as she gazed upon the great dragon. Right next to her, Trunks was equally as amazed. He’d seen the earth’s dragon, but this dragon was very different from Shenron.
Porunga grumbled, looking down at the group of people beneath him. His loud booming voice echoed around them as he spoke. “You have collected all seven Dragon Balls! I will now grant you three wishes! Speak now and tell me why you have summoned me!”
Moori nodded and turned to Trunks, a big smile on his face. “All right, time to make your wishes.”
Trunks nodded, unable to take his eyes off the dragon. “Uh, yes, um, dragon, could you please repair the damage done to both the planet Namek and the planet Earth since the time Dr. Gero activated the androids.”
Porunga completely ignored him, giving no indication that he even heard the saiyan.
“Maybe you need to talk louder.” 18 suggested.
Moori snickered. “I’m sorry, that’s my fault. Porunga will only grant a wish if it’s spoken in the Namekian tongue.”
“Oh.” Trunks muttered, wondering why that was since the dragon was perfectly capable of speaking his language. “Well then, could you please translate for me?”
The Namek elder grinned. “Gladly.” He looked up at Porunga and repeated what Trunks said in the Namekian language.
“Yes!” Porunga replied. “It shall be done!” His red eyes flashed brightly as he unleashed his power. After a few moments, his eyes stopped glowing and he looked down at them. “You’re wish has been granted! Now state your second wish!”
Trunks nodded, looking back at Moori. “Ok, this time ask him to revive everyone on Earth and Namek who was killed since the time Dr. Gero activated the androids, except for all the really evil people.”
Moori translated Trunks’ wish. Once he finished, Porunga sweat-dropped. “That is… a very big wish! I have never revived so many people before!”
“It should be within your power.” Moori told him. “Please try.”
Porunga sighed. “Yes, very well, I will see what I can do!” His eyes began glowing again. The others waited in anticipation for him to announce that the wish was granted. But as Porunga’s eyes stopped glowing, he looked down at them apologetically. “I am sorry, but your wish cannot be granted in full!”
Trunks gasped. “What? What do you mean, in full?”
Porunga growled irritably. “Although you are correct in saying that I am capable of bringing back more than one person, my powers are still limited! I can only revive those that were killed within the past year!”
“What, that’s it?” Trunks cried, his hopes of seeing his father and friends crashing down.
Porunga growled again. “Hey, I’m not God! You try bringing back to life millions of people and then you can complain to me about it!”
Moori gave Trunks a sorrowful look. “I am sorry, my friend, but the wish can’t be granted.” He paused for a moment. “What do you want to do?”
Trunks hung his head, feeling both sad and angry. He should have known that this was too good to be true. All those people were dead, and would stay dead. There was nothing that could be done to bring them back. He had been foolish to hope that everything would go well.
‘Father, Gohan, everyone… I failed. I hoped I would be able to fix everything, but I can’t.’
18 rested a hand on his shoulder. “Trunks, there’s nothing we can do. We can only make the best of the situation.”
Trunks was suddenly overcome with the urge to blast her, a feeling he hadn’t had for a while now. It was because of her and her brother that everyone was dead. It was all her fault.
Angrily pulling away from her, he looked back at Moori. “Fine, then just do what you can. Bring back as many as possible.”
Moori closed his eyes. “I truly am sorry.”
“Excuse me!” Porunga called. “Hello, up here! As sorry as I am to be unable to fulfill your each and every desire, I would really appreciate it if you could get a move on! Hurry up and make your last two wishes so I can go!”
“Uh, yes, I’m sorry.” Moori replied, and made his request.
“Should have seen that coming!” Porunga muttered. “Very well, your wish shall be granted!” The process repeated as the dragon fulfilled their wish. “Your wish has been granted! It will take some time, but it has been set in motion! Now, make your last wish!”
18 crossed her arms. “Huh, so we have one extra wish.” She grinned. “How about we ask to be really rich?”
“18!” Trunks cried, his surprise by her request overcoming his anger for her.
“What? I’m not greedy. I’m only asking for, say… 500 million zeni.”
Trunks shook his head and turned back to Moori. “I have a wish.” He told the Namek telepathically. “I don’t want 18 to know this, but she was originally one of the androids that destroyed most of the earth.” At Moori’s surprised look, he nodded. “I know, but it’s true. She had an accident and doesn’t remember. But everyone else does. So for the third wish, could you ask the dragon to erase the fact that 18 was one of the killer androids from the minds of everyone on Earth except for myself and my mother.”
Moori nodded and turned back to Porunga, reciting the wish. The dragon held up three fingers while touching the tips of his thumb and index fingers together. “Ok!”
18 raised an eyebrow as Porunga’s eyes began to glow, wondering if Moori really had requested the dragon for money, but being unable to speak Namekian, she could only wait and see what happened.
Porunga’s eyes stopped glowing. “It has been done! I have fulfilled my duty! I bid thee farewell!”
Beams of light began shooting out of the ground, surrounding Porunga. Once he was completely engulfed in light, he vanished completely. The Dragon Balls floated up in the air before they stopped glowing, becoming ordinary round stones. Then they dropped from the sky, hitting the ground with heavy crashes.
Trunks looked down at the stone spheres. “You mean they don’t scatter across the planet after you wish? That’s convenient.”
18 glanced at Moori. “What was the third wish?”
Moori just shook his head. “It’s a secret.”
“A secret? What do you mean a secret?”
“18,” Trunks lightly scolded, “don’t pry where it’s not your business.”
18 snorted. “Fine, don’t tell me.” She looked at the stone Dragon Balls. “It’s too bad we couldn’t bring back this Kami person you told me about. Now we have no guardian for Earth, and no Dragon Balls either.”
“Yeah,” Trunks agreed. And it wasn’t like just anyone could become the new guardian and revive the Dragon Balls. Anyone could become the guardian, but only a Namekian would be able to bring back the Dragon Balls.
His eyes widened as he came to the realization that he was currently surrounded by Namekians. Perhaps one of them would be willing to come back to Earth and be the new guardian.
Feeling hopeful, he turned to Moori. “Um, excuse me, Moori, but I have a request.”
Moori nodded. “Yes, what may that be?”
Trunks crossed his fingers. “As you know, we used to have Dragon Balls on Earth. But after Piccolo died, Kami, the Guardian of Earth, died as well. And with him, so did the Dragon Balls.” He paused for a moment. “Being the home planet of Goku, the Earth has been attacked on several occasions by powerful bad men wanting to either challenge him or get revenge. We really need to have Dragon Balls of our own in case we run into another situation like this one.”
Moori could understand that. “Yes, I do see what you’re saying. But what is it you want from us?”
Trunks took a deep breath. “Well… I’m hoping that perhaps one of you would be willing to come back to Earth with us and be the new guardian.”
The Nameks were all surprised by this unexpected request. They looked at each other hesitantly and began muttering amongst themselves.
“Go to Earth? No way, not me.”
“Being a guardian is a big responsibility. I don’t want the job.”
“Sorry, not interested.”
“I can’t bring myself to leave my people.”
Trunks frowned at the refusals he heard. He sighed sadly, knowing he couldn’t force any of them to take the job. It was a big responsibility. He certainly wouldn’t want the job.
“You must understand how we feel.” Moori told him. “You’re asking us to leave our family and friends for the rest of our lives to watch over an entire race of people. It’s not that none of us don’t want to help you, it’s simply a lot to ask for.”
Trunks nodded. “No, it’s fine. I’d feel the same way if I were in your position.”
“Ingrates.” 18 muttered.
Trunks heard what she said and glanced at her. “No, it was a lot to ask for. I don’t blame any of them for not wanting the job.” He looked back at the others. “But I thank you all the same.”
“I’ll do it!” There were several gasps of surprise and all heads turned to the speaker. A young Namekian stepped forward with a determine look on his face. “I’ll be the new Guardian of Earth.”
Moori looked at him seriously. “Are you certain, Dende?”
Trunks gasped. ‘Dende?’ Then he smiled. ‘Of course, I should have realized it. After all, that’s who Goku got to be the new guardian.’
Dende nodded. “Yes, elder. I owe it to Gohan and the others to look after the planet they died protecting. After everything they’ve done for me, it’s the least I could do. Besides,” he smiled, “I liked Earth and never really wanted to leave it in the first place.”
Moori smiled and laid a hand on the young Namek’s shoulder. “I’m proud of you, my boy.” He turned back to Trunks. “You can expect great things from him. He’ll be a fine guardian.”
Of that, Trunks had no doubt of. “I’m sure he will. And I thank you.”
“As do I.” said 18.
But as grateful as she was, she was also a little disappointed that the young Namek would be traveling with them. She had been hoping for a repeat of what happened on the way here.

(A/N: Did you think that everyone would be coming back? Nope, sorry, but they're staying dead. The consequences of what 18 and her brother had done are permanent. But at least the damage done to the planet is fixed. And Dende has joined the group as the new guardian, meaning Shenron will return as well. It'll be a good thing too, because we'll have more villains appearing. But I need you votes, people. Tell me who you want to see. I did have someone vote for Buu, but he's dead at this point, having been resurrected and killed by the androids before he was brought to full power. I'll see you next time. Oh, and I'll let you decide what became of Dolltaki.)
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