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(A/N: This chapter is shorter than normal, so I was able to update faster. As for the votes, I had one person vote for Dabura, Yakon, and Pui Pui. I'm sorry I didn't mention it, but when I said that the androids destroyed Babidi and Majin Buu before he was restored to full power, I meant his underlings too, so they're out of the picture. Enjoy the next chapter.)
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Chapter 13: Shenron's Resurrection
Bulma would constantly look up at the sky, hoping and praying that her son would return soon. She already knew that he had been successful on New Namek. All the destroyed cities and land had repaired itself, which actually caused some problems since people were rebuilding new things where the old ones once were.
Unfortunately, the wishing people back didn't go as planned. Though quite a few people did come back to life, a vast majority didn't, including Vegeta and the rest of the Z Warriors. And apparently, without Piccolo, the earth's Dragon Balls had not returned either. She had checked the dragon radar for several days after the first two wishes seemed to be granted, but nothing showed up.
So now she spent a great deal of her time looking at her computer. Within the spaceship Trunks and 18 had departed in, she had installed a device that would let her know when they were in close proximity of the earth.
And finally, at long last, the computer indicated that the spaceship was returning. Overjoyed, she ran outside and looked up at the sky, waiting anxiously for her son to return.
With the speed the spaceship moved at, she didn't have to wait long. In the blink of an eye, the spaceship suddenly appeared in the sky a good 1000 feet above the ground. It hovered in the air for a few moments before lightly lowering itself down the rest of the way, finally setting down on the ground.
Bulma ran around to the front of the ship, waiting anxiously. After several minutes, the door finally opened, unleashing a cloud of steam as it did so.
"Trunks..." she whispered.
Her son was the first one out. He stepped off the ship, dropping his bags on the ground, and gave her a smile. "Hey, Mom, I'm back."
Bulma tearfully hugged her son, glad to have him with her again. "Oh, Trunks, I'm so happy to have you back."
Trunks chuckled, hugging her back. "Hey, was there ever any doubt that I wouldn't?"
"A mother can't help but to worry. Honestly, you're going to be the death of me. I don't know how Chi-Chi did it."
Trunks frowned. Thinking about Chi-Chi made him think about Gohan and how he was unable to bring him back along with all the other people that hadn't been revived.
"Mom, I need to tell you something." He was unable to make eye contact with her. "We made the wishes, but things didn't exactly go as planned. We weren't able to bring everyone back. I'm sorry."
Bulma turned his head to look at her, giving him a sad smile. "Trunks, I've been living on the planet your wishes affected. I'm fully aware that there were a lot of people that hadn't been brought back."
She had to hide the heartbreak she felt. When Vegeta and the others hadn't come back, she had realized the horrible truth, and it had nearly ruined her. She honestly felt that if she didn't still have Trunks that her life would have ended.
"But, Trunks, you did your best, and that's all I could ask of you. I'm so very, very proud of you."
18 chose that moment to walk past them, carrying her own luggage. "Don't mind me, I was just along for the ride."
Bulma glanced at the android, having completely forgotten about her. "Uh, yeah, thanks for taking care of my son."
There was a snicker from 18, which Bulma didn't know the meaning of. But Trunks did, and his cheeks reddened. "Hey, Mom, I have someone I'd like you to meet. Well, really, get reacquainted with."
Bulma blinked. "Hmm? Who would that be?"
Trunks turned towards the ship. "You can come out now."
Shyly, the young Namekian poked his head out and then slowly exited the ship.
Bulma was surprised by the unexpected guest. "What? You brought one of them back with you?"
Dende's gaze landed on her. "Miss Bulma?" Then his face lit up. "Miss Bulma!" He ran to her happily, grasping her hand. "It's so good to see you again."
Bulma stared at him uncertainly. "I'm sorry, but have we met?"
"It's me!" he cried. "Dende."
"Dende?" The name triggered her memories. "Oh my gosh, Dende!" She wrapped her arms around him. "How you doing, little guy? Look at you; you're all grown up. I didn't recognize you."
"You still look as lovely as ever."
Bulma blushed and smacked his shoulder. "Oh, you! You're just being nice. I know I've aged." She giggled as Dende rubbed his shoulder. "Please, come inside. We can catch up on old times."
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"I must admit, I'm really nervous." Dende confessed.
"Don't sweat it." Trunks told him. "You'll do fine. When I was in the past, you were a great guardian."
Dende sweat-dropped. "Yeah, but you're talking about things I haven't done yet in the past tense. It's really confusing."
"Look," said 18, "I don't know much about this whole Guardian of the Earth thing, but if Trunks has faith in you, then so do I. Just do what feels natural."
Dende nodded. "Thanks for having faith in me." He fell silent for a moment. "So how much further until we're there?"
"Don't ask me." said 18. "I've never been there."
"Shouldn't be much longer now." Trunks told them. "You see, there it is now."
The mystical floating Lookout that was home to the Guardian of Earth was in sight. They landed on the large floating sanctuary, and upon their arrival, Mr. Popo was there to greet them, having sensed them approaching.
"Mr. Popo," said Trunks, "it's been awhile."
The Guardian's assistant gave him a smile. "Young Trunks, how good to see you again. And I'm pleased to see that you've managed to restore the earth and many lives."
Trunks looked surprised. "You know about that?"
Mr. Popo nodded. "Certainly. My powers of perception may not be as good as the actual Guardian's, but I am still very aware of what goes on down there."
Trunks gaze shifted to 18 before settling on Mr. Popo again. "Then I don't need to explain about her?" he asked telepathically.
Mr. Popo smiled and shook his head. "I know what happened. And I must say that I think you made the right choice."
Trunks nodded. "Mr. Popo, there's someone I would like you to meet." He motioned for Dende to step forward, and he did so shyly. "I'd like to introduce you to Dende. He's here to be the new Guardian."
Mr. Popo's eyes lit up. "Oh happy day! It has been so lonely up here since Kami died." He gave Dende a smile. "It's a pleasure to meet you. I look forward to working with you."
Dende smiled nervously. "Uh, thank you, Mr. Popo. I'll certainly do my best."
Trunks turned to the assistant. "Dende explained the process of bringing Shenron back to life. Do you still have the model of the dragon?"
Mr. Popo nodded. "Certainly. It's in my room. I'll go get it for you."
As he hurried away, 18 looked around the Lookout curiously. "So, this is Kami's Lookout." She shrugged. "Don't know why, but I expected it to be a bit more..." she searched for the right word, "well, I guess, more."
"I think it's lovely." Said Dende. "I can't believe I'm going to live in a place like this."
Trunks nodded. "Yeah, it looks the same as it did when I went to the past. Mr. Popo did a great job keeping it clean and tidy."
There was a chuckle as Mr. Popo returned carrying the stone statue of a dragon. "Thank you kindly. Even with Kami gone, this place is very dear to me." He set the statue down. "Here it is. I made it myself."
Dende looked at the statue curiously. "Oh, it's very different from our dragon."
"A lot smaller too." said 18, sounding disappointed.
"This is just the model Shenron was born from." Mr. Popo explained. "His corpse, if you will. Shenron's true form is much bigger and grander."
18 seemed to perk up. "Well then, get going, Guardian. I want to see this thing."
Looking nervous again, Dende nodded. "Y-Yes, ok."
He raised his hands over the dragon statue and began chanting. Threads of light come out of Dende's body, connecting him to the dragon as he merged his life force with Shenron. The dragon statue began glowing as Shenron's soul was summoned back.
Suddenly the glowing statue burst into seven beams of light. These light rays circled around the Lookout a few times before flying off in different directions, seeking out the Dragon Balls that were scattered throughout the earth.
Dende lowered his hands. "There, that should do it."
18 looked around in disappointment. "What, that's it? We don't get to see him."
"The dragon lives in an alternate dimension." Mr. Popo explained. "He only appears when all seven Dragon Balls are brought together."
"Damn." 18 muttered in disappointment. "And I was hoping to compare him to Porunga. You think we can gather the Dragon Balls and summon him just for the heck of it?"
Trunks sweat-dropped. "Yeah, I don't think that's a good idea. Shenron has less patience than Porunga, or so I've heard. He might not like being called for no reason."
18 grinned. "I could think of a wish or two."
Trunks threw her a dirty look. "We're not asking the dragon for money!"
(A/N: Seems that even without her memories that 18 still has a greedy side. So now Earth has a new Guardian and Shenron has been resurrected. Things are getting back on track, but peaceful times wont last. The new villain will be appearing soon. And 18 and Trunks have some unfinished business. They still need to work on their so-called relationship. You won't want to miss that.)
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