Chapter 13: Chapter 10
Goku soared through the air, his Power Pole extended and aimed directly at General Black's suit.
The pole collided with the mech's massive fist with a large crack sparks flying as the two forces met in a violent clash.
Goku's muscles strained, and for a moment, it seemed as if the mech might overpower him, but Goku pushed back with all his strength.
"Not bad, kid!" General Black sneered, pressing a button to increase the mech's arm strength. The fist swung harder, aiming to crush Goku.
But Goku wasn't backing down. He gritted his teeth, digging his heels into the ground as the pole and fist locked in a fierce stalemate.
With a yell, Goku pushed forward, forcing the mech's fist to slow down. His muscles bulged.
"You think you can stop me with that?" General Black scoffed, a smug grin on his face.
"I don't need to stop you," Goku replied with a grin of his own, "I just need to make you move!"
With a mighty push, Goku sent the mech's fist flying back, leaving General Black momentarily stunned. Seizing the opportunity, Goku launched himself forward, spinning the Power Pole in a rapid circle, aiming for the mech's head once again.
Goku leaped high into the air, his Power Pole aimed for the mech's exposed head, but before he could strike, General Black's head retracted into the suit with a hiss,
and Goku's pole slammed harmlessly against the top of the mech. As he landed, the massive fist swung at him with incredible speed.
Goku's eyes widened. He quickly spun his Power Pole, using it to vault himself out of the way just in time, narrowly avoiding the crushing blow.
He landed behind the mech and barely had time to catch his breath before General Black pivoted the mech around, its fists raised and ready.
"You can't dodge forever, Goku!" General Black roared, throwing a series of brutal punches in rapid succession.
Each one came with terrifying speed, forcing Goku to dodge and roll, his body moving like a blur as he evaded the devastating blows.
General Black's suit suddenly opened its palms, and a bright light began to glow from the palms, swirling and gathering energy. Goku's eyes narrowed as he watched, recognizing the build-up of power.
"Not good..." Goku muttered, his instincts kicking in. He dashed forward, pole in hand, and thrust it into the opening, trying to disrupt the energy formation.
The light flared, and a massive blast shot out from the mech's palms.
Goku leaped backward just as the explosion ripped through the air, sending a shockwave that rattled the ground.
The mech's arm, now completely destroyed, sparks flying from the damage.
Goku quickly landed, his face focused. "I can't give him a chance to recover!" He thrust his hands forward, starting to gather his own energy. "Kamehameha!"
The blue wave of power surged from his palms, racing toward the damaged mech. The mech's remaining arm swung futilely in defense, but it was too late.
The blast hit, and the explosion rocked the battlefield as the mech was consumed by the full force of Goku's attack.
As the smoke cleared, General Black's voice echoed, dripping with confidence. "You really thought that could kill me?" he taunted, his voice cold and mocking.
Before Goku could react, Black leaped forward with incredible speed, grabbing Goku and slamming him into the ground. The force of the impact sent shockwaves through the area, and Goku's body crumpled under the pressure.
He struggled to recover, but before he could fully regain his bearings, Black's massive palm opened, and a blinding light began to form.
Goku's eyes widened in realization as it hit him head on
Goku got sent flying back through the air. His body slammed into the ground, leaving a trail of dust behind him.
"Die!" General Black shouted, his voice filled with fury.
The mech's palms opened again, and Goku could see the concentrated energy forming—this time, far more powerful. Black unleashed a barrage of rapid-fire blasts, each one tearing through the air with deafening sounds. Goku tried to move, but the attacks came too quickly,
[Beach]
Zoro and Tao locked eyes as the ground shook beneath them from their previous clashes. Tao smirked, his stance loose but confident, as he cracked his knuckles.
"You're quite the swordsman, Zoro, but let's see how you handle my style." His voice oozed mockery as he spread his arms, prepared to fight with nothing but his legs and hands.
Zoro tightened his grip on his swords, a fierce determination in his eyes. "You talk too much. Let's see if you can keep up."
With a swift move, Tao lunged forward, his legs kicking out in a blur. Zoro barely managed to block a spinning kick with one of his swords, the force of the blow sending him skidding back.
Tao laughed, clearly enjoying the fight. "You're not as fast as you think."
Zoro gritted his teeth, shaking off the hit. He lunged at Tao with precision, slashing with his swords, but Tao danced around him effortlessly,
using his hands and legs with perfect agility to evade each strike. His mocking laughter echoed as he taunted, "Is that all you've got, pirate hunter?"
With a quick pivot, Tao launched a spinning kick aimed at Zoro's head, but Zoro managed to block with his swords, using both to deflect the blow.
"I'm just getting started!" Zoro shouted, his anger rising. He slashed again, this time aiming for Tao's legs, hoping to catch him off-guard.
Tao grinned, flipping backward to avoid the attack. "You're predictable, Zoro. You need to think faster than that!"
Zoro's eyes narrowed, focusing his mind. "Then I'll just have to make you think harder."
With that, Zoro moved with a newfound speed, his blades cutting through the air like lightning. Tao's grin faltered for a moment as he had to dodge more quickly, his earlier cockiness fading as he realized he was being pushed to his limits.
Tao grinned as he quickly scooped up sand from the ground and threw it into Zoro's eyes. Zoro recoiled, rubbing his eyes in frustration, but Tao was already on the move.
He launched himself forward with a leap, aiming to land a powerful blow, but Zoro barely managed to dodge, his instincts kicking in just in time.
"Dirty fighter," Zoro grunted, his vision clearing as he wiped the sand away.
Tao just laughed. "I don't care how I fight. As long as I win." His voice turned cold as he stepped back, gathering his energy. "Let me show you why they call me Mercenary Tao."
In an instant, Tao vanished. Zoro's eyes snapped around, trying to track his movements, but it was no use. Tao was gone, moving so fast he was nothing but a blur.
"This is Soru," Tao's voice echoed from behind Zoro. He appeared in an instant, standing right next to Zoro, but Zoro's sword slashed through the air at where Tao had been only to find nothing but empty space.
Before Zoro could react, Tao reappeared in front of him, his body a blur once more. "This is Iron Body," Tao said with a grin. The moment he materialized, his body became like steel, and Zoro's blade bounced harmlessly off his hardened skin with a loud clang
Zoro gritted his teeth, his anger rising. "You won't get away with this."
But Tao wasn't done. With a swift flash, Tao appeared in front of Zoro again. He poked his finger out and said, "This is Finger Gun."
Before Zoro could react, Tao thrust his finger forward at lightning speed. Zoro instinctively dodged and jumped on the deck of the ship but Tao's finger struck the side of the ship with a deafening boom, creating a massive hole in the wood.
The force of the blow splintered the ship's structure, and debris flew everywhere.
Zoro stepped back, eyes widening in disbelief. "What the hell was that?!"
Tao landed lightly on the ship's deck, stepping back a few paces and grinning wickedly. "That was rokushiki techniques but I haven't mastered those moves "
he cracked his neck with a chuckle. "But I'm not just any mercenary. I'm the deadliest there is."
Zoro's expression hardened, rage building in his chest. "You talk too much. I'm ending this now." He bites his sword harder
Tao grinned as he pulled out his own sword, meeting Zoro's gaze with a cold, calculating stare. "You're right, swordsman," he said with a sneer. "But this is where your luck runs out."
The two clashed with incredible speed, their swords meeting in a flurry of strikes. Tao's blade rang with Zoro's, each hit precise and powerful.
Zoro's grip tightened on his swords, his muscles straining to keep up with Tao's relentless attacks. Tao's sword was fast, but Zoro had the experience to counter it just barely.
With a sudden, savage strike, Tao's sword collided with Zoro's, pushing him back. Zoro grunted, his feet skidding against the ground, and before he could recover, Tao's foot slammed into his stomach.
The force of the kick knocked the wind out of him, and Zoro staggered back, dropping both of his swords as he gasped for air.
Before he could react, Tao raised his sword for a killing blow. But Zoro wasn't finished yet. In a blur of movement, he grabbed his sword from his mouth and swung it upward, deflecting Tao's blade just in time.
The two swords met with a resounding clang and Zoro pushed back with a furious grunt.
"Not so fast!" Zoro shouted, determination burning in his eyes.
Tao smirked, taking a step back. "You're good, but not good enough."
The moment Tao dropped his guard for just a fraction of a second, Zoro took advantage of the opening and slashed with all his might. The blade cut through the air, aiming for Tao's chest, but Tao's eyes widened.
He twisted his body just enough to avoid the full brunt of the strike but the edge of Zoro's sword still grazed his shoulder, cutting through the fabric of his outfit and leaving a deep, bloody mark.
Tao staggered back, a hiss escaping his lips. "Not bad, swordsman," he growled, a hint of respect in his tone. But the anger in his eyes was unmistakable.
With a snarl, Tao wiped the blood from his shoulder, his grip tightening on his sword. "You'll pay for that."
Johnny, seeing Zoro struggling shouted, "Big bro Zoro!" With a swift motion, he pulled out a gun and aimed at Tao, firing a quick shot.
But Tao flicked his sandals up with a swift motion, and the bullet was deflected harmlessly into the air. His smirk never faltered,
and he immediately turned his attention back to Zoro, who was leaping into the air for a high-powered strike.
Zoro's voice rang out mid-air, his eyes locked on Tao. "Krillin! Now!"
Krillin, standing by and ready, quickly gathered his energy, focusing on the target. Without hesitation, he thrust his hands forward and unleashed his Kamehameha wave, the blue beam of energy surging toward Tao.
Tao's eyes widened for a moment as the powerful blast headed his way. With no time to dodge, Tao braced himself, the air vibrating with the force of the attack. The Kamehameha struck the deck near Tao's feet, exploding in a massive wave of destruction.
The shockwave of the blast sent dust and debris flying, and the force of the attack rocked the entire battlefield. Zoro landed on the ground, his body slightly tired but determined, staring intently at the smoke cloud rising from the explosion.
As the dust settled, Tao stood amidst the wreckage, his body bruised and scorched but still standing, looking more enraged than ever. "You'll pay for that!" he roared, his body tense with fury,
Tao, with a furious yell, jumped into the air, his body burnt and charred. "One Sword Style—Don Don Ray!" he roared, his sword slashing through the air as he aimed directly for Zoro.
Zoro's eyes remained closed, his focus sharp despite the danger. He didn't flinch. With one swift motion, he drew his own blade, the weight of his focus clear as he jumped into the air to meet Tao head-on.
The two swordsmen clashed in the air, their blades striking each other with a deafening sound. For a brief moment, there was a standoff in mid-air Zoro and Tao frozen in time. Then, without a word, Zoro landed gracefully on the ground, his sword still in hand. Tao, however, collapsed onto his knees, a shocked expression painted across his face.
Tao coughs up blood, his face pale with worry. Wiping his mouth, he stares at the crimson smear on his hand, panic flickering in his eyes. "This… isn't normal," he mutters, unsteady.
Zoro opened his eyes slowly, his chest rising with steady breath. He sheathed his sword, the battle's outcome clear.
Tao's head fell clean off, rolling away in a silent testament to Zoro's skill.
The battlefield was silent for a moment, the dust settling. Zoro turned to Krillin, Johnny, and the others, his expression calm but resolute. "It's over,"
[Corp city]
General Black watched in disbelief as the dust from his massive blast began to clear. "It's over, you fool," he muttered, his mechanical hands twitching as he prepared another attack. He raised his palm, charging up more energy, his laugh echoing through the air
Suddenly, from the midst of the chaos, a familiar yellow cloud zipped across the sky. Goku, alive and unharmed, was riding atop Nimbus, his face full of determination.
"Nice try, but you're going to have to do better than that!" Goku called out, his voice confident despite the explosions raging around him.
General Black's eyes widened, fury building in his chest. "You—you're still alive?!"
Goku smirked. "I told you, it'll take more than that to take me down."
he swerved Nimbus in a sharp turn, effortlessly dodging a barrage of energy blasts from General Black's suit
Each blast hit the ground with a deafening explosion, sending debris flying through the air.
General Black frantically pressed buttons inside the cockpit, trying to fire another blast, but the overheating alarms blared loudly. Smoke poured from the mech's damaged arm. "Damn it!" he shouted, slamming his fist against the controls.
Goku seized the opportunity. He guided Nimbus forward, rocketing toward the mech with incredible speed. Leaping off the cloud at the last second, Goku used the momentum to deliver a devastating punch to the mech's chest. The sheer force of the blow sent the massive machine hurtling into the air.
Inside the cockpit, General Black's world spun as he tried to regain control. "This can't be happening!" he yelled, his grip tightening on the controls.
Goku hovered mid-air, charging energy in one hand. "This ends now!" he declared. As the Kamehameha wave began to glow, Black looked down and froze. For a brief moment, he saw a massive, shadowy silhouette behind Goku—a towering Great Ape, its eyes glowing red.
"What...what is that?!" Black stammered, terror gripping him.
Goku unleashed the Kamehameha with a roar, using the force to propel himself straight at the mech. His glowing fist collided with the machine, and the energy erupted in all directions. The punch pierced through the mech's chest, shattering the core.
A split second later, the entire suit exploded in a fiery blaze. Goku flipped back, landing lightly on the ground as pieces of the mech rained down around him. Smoke filled the air, but Goku stood tall, his determined gaze fixed on the fading embers.
"It's over," he said calmly,
As Goku stood triumphantly, a sharp crack rang out, and his eyes widened in shock as he stumbled forward, collapsing unconscious onto the ground. Behind him, Dr. Gero emerged from the smoke, holding a smoking rifle in his hands, his face twisted in anger.
"Come on!" Gero barked, marching toward Goku. "I know you're stronger than that! Get up and fight me!" His voice trembled, not from fear but from burning rage.
Gero reached Goku's fallen form, pressing the barrel of his rifle firmly against the boy's forehead. "You destroyed everything! My son, my work... I'll make sure you don't—"
Before he could pull the trigger, a strong hand grasped the barrel of the rifle, stopping him. Gero froze, his breath catching in his throat. Slowly, he looked up, and his eyes widened in terror.
Standing before him was a tall man cloaked in a billowing green cape, a tattoo pattern on his right eye. His intense gaze pierced through Gero as he spoke in a low, commanding voice.
"That's enough."
Dr. Gero's hands trembled as he released his grip on the rifle. "You... You're..."
Monkey D. Dragon, the world's most wanted man, let the rifle drop to the ground. "This boy is not yours to kill. Walk away, or face the consequences."
The winds began to swirl around Dragon, carrying an ominous, otherworldly presence. Gero stumbled back, his rage giving way to fear as he realized he was in the presence of someone far beyond his power.
Dr. Gero snarled, his voice trembling with a mix of rage and despair. "Damn you, Dragon!"
Dragon didn't respond, his piercing gaze fixed on the horizon. Without a word, he turned and began to walk away, the swirling winds calming around him.
Gero clenched his fists, trembling with hatred, but his resolve faltered as he glanced at the lifeless body of his son beneath the rubble.
Gritting his teeth, Gero staggered toward the ruins and carefully lifted his son's broken body into his arms. His fury burned hotter, but now it was tinged with unbearable grief. "I'll make you pay for this... all of you," he muttered under his breath as he trudged away, his shadow long and heavy.
As Dragon continued walking, his cape billowing in the light breeze, a young man stepped out of the shadows ahead of him. He had short blond hair, a scar running down one side of his face, and a confident smirk.
"We've got everything we came for," the man said calmly, his tone sharp and efficient. "It's time to go."
Dragon gave a slight nod, his expression unreadable. He glances at Goku and Without another word, the two vanished into the forest, leaving the battlefield behind.
The winds carried a faint sense of foreboding, as if the world itself knew this was only the beginning of something much larger.
[Middle of the ocean]
Dr. Gero sat silently on a small boat, the gentle rocking of the waves contrasting with the storm raging inside him. He stared at his son's lifeless body, his trembling hands clutching a Den Den Mushi. His face was a mask of grief and cold determination as he finally spoke into the receiver.
"This is Dr. Gero," he said, his voice low and strained. "I've lost everything. My son...my pride...everything. But I'm willing to work for you the World Government."
The Den Den Mushi's snail-like features shifted into an impassive expression, mirroring the voice of Saint Ethanbaron V. Nasujuro, one of the Gorosei.
"You've caused quite the mess with your actions, Gero. Why should we trust you now?" Nasujuro said, his voice calm but edged with suspicion.
Gero's grip tightened, his voice sharpening with anger and desperation. "I have knowledge and inventions you can't even dream of. But I have one condition: I want unrestricted access to Egghead Island. If you agree, I'll dedicate everything to serving the government."
There was a long pause, and then another Gorosei, Saint Shepherd Ju Peter, spoke, his voice cold and calculating. "Egghead Island is under strict protocol, but...your expertise could be useful to us. Very well, Dr. Gero. You may proceed."
Gero exhaled, his face hardening as he looked back at his son's body. He considered asking them for cypher pole to kill Goku, but that wouldn't be personal so he said "I won't waste this opportunity. You'll get results. But mark my words...there will come a day when you'll regret underestimating me."
The Den Den Mushi clicked off, leaving Gero alone with his grief and ambition as the boat continued toward the horizon. His mind was already racing with plans
plans that would ensure no one, not even the most powerful forces in the world, would ever stand in his way again.
"You will die Goku," Gero said
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Goku blinked a few times, his vision blurry as he stirred awake. The first thing he heard was Bulma's voice calling to him. "Hey, Goku, wake up!"
Slowly, he sat up, looking around to see Bulma, Krillin, Johnny, and Yosaku standing over him.
Bulma let out a relieved sigh as she surveyed the destruction around them, her hands on her hips. "At least I have the island back," she muttered, trying to find the silver lining in the chaos.
Turning back to the group, she smiled warmly and gave a small bow. "Thank you, everyone."
Zoro crossed his arms and shrugged. "Whatever," he said, brushing it off as he leaned against A piece of rubble
Goku grinned and raised a thumbs-up. "No problem, Bulma!"
Johnny and Yoasuke mimicked Goku's gesture, both raising their thumbs and chiming in together, "You're welcome, Big Sis Bulma!"
Krillin, ever the supportive friend, joined in with a smile. "You're welcome, Bulma."
Goku then rubbed the back of his head, still groggy. "What happened?" he asked, looking around at the group.
Zoro glanced at him, his arms still crossed. "When we made our way to the city," he began, his tone casual, "we just found you knocked out on the ground."
Goku blinked in surprise. "Knocked out? Really?"
Krillin chuckled nervously. "Yeah, you were just lying there in the middle of all the destruction. Looked like you had one heck of a fight."
Johnny leaned in with a grin. "Whatever you were fighting must've been something fierce, huh, big bro Goku?"
"Yeah, but you still won, right?" Yoasuke added, clearly impressed.
Goku scratched his head, trying to piece things together. "I guess so... but man, I don't remember much after I saw that big guy in the mech."
Bulma chimed in, rolling her eyes. "Well, whatever happened, I'm just glad you're okay."
Goku gave a sheepish laugh, raising his hand in the air. "Thanks, guys. Guess I owe you one"
Zoro smirked, glancing off toward the horizon. "Just don't get knocked out again. Makes the rest of us look bad."
In the short time Zoro had spent with Goku, he had grown to respect the spiky-haired fighter for his strength and determination. As Goku stretched his arms, loosening up after the ordeal, he turned to Zoro with a grin.
"Hey, Zoro," Goku called out, his excitement evident. "How about a spar?"
Zoro's smirk grew as he adjusted his swords. "Yeah, sure. Let's see what you've got."
Before they could act, Bulma stepped between them, hands on her hips and an exasperated look on her face. "Are you two crazy? Both of you are injured from fighting like maniacs! You need rest, not more battle scars!"
She gestured toward the smoldering remnants of the city. "And besides, I need to call Naval HQ and report everything that happened here. There's no time for your silly sparring matches!"
Goku rubbed the back of his head, chuckling sheepishly. "I guess she's got a point"
Zoro shrugged, crossing his arms again. "Fine. We'll settle this another time, then."
"Good," Bulma said, rolling her eyes. "Honestly, you're both impossible."
Despite her scolding, Zoro and Goku exchanged a look of mutual respect.
Bulma walked into the large dome, the sound of her heels echoing through the mostly silent base.
She made her way to the communication room, her eyes scanning the aftermath of the chaos that had unfolded. Amid the scattered equipment, she found a special Den Den Mushi nestled among the wreckage.
Picking it up, she dialed the frequency for Naval HQ in Marineford.
The snail's face shifted, taking on a calm and authoritative expression as Fleet Admiral Sengoku answered. "This is Sengoku. What's the situation?"
Bulma took a deep breath, her voice steady but urgent. "This is Bulma Briefs. I'm calling from West Corp Island that was under Red Ribbon Army control. We've taken care of most of the threats, but the island is in ruins, and I need Marines here to secure it"
Sengoku nodded, his brow furrowed. "Understood. I'll send a team immediately. Stay there and make sure the situation remains stable."
He ended the call and turned to the officers around him, issuing commands. Soon after, he reached out to Admiral Kizaru, who was aboard a World Government ship.
The snail with Kizaru's likeness answered, his lazy voice carrying over the line. "Yesss, Sengoku-san. I'm aware of the situation. There's already a Marine ship en route to the island. I just had to... handle something first."
Kizaru leaned against the ship's railing, his light-infused finger tracing lazy circles in the air. Behind him, Dr. Gero stood on the deck, glaring at the horizon as sailors carried a stretcher holding his son's lifeless body. Gero's expression was cold, his grief hidden behind a mask of determination.
Kizaru glanced back at him and chuckled lightly. "Quite the mess, isn't it? Well, don't worry, Doctor. We'll get you to your destination."
Gero didn't respond, his thoughts consumed by his loss and his plans for revenge. The World Government ship sailed on,
Kizaru stood at the bow of the World Government ship, his body shimmering as beams of golden light began to emit from him. "Well, it seems I have some business to attend to," he said lazily, stretching his arms. Without a moment's hesitation, he transformed into a streak of light and shot into the sky, arcing toward West Corp Island.
On the island, Zoro squinted, shielding his eyes. "A star in the daytime? That's odd," he muttered, standing up.
The light streak descended rapidly, slamming into the ground near the city with a radiant explosion of brilliance. Dust and debris flew in all directions as the figure of Admiral Kizaru materialized from the light, his hands casually in his pockets and his ever-relaxed smirk on his face.
"Well, well," Kizaru said, scanning the area. His eyes landed on Zoro and the others. "Are you the ones from that Red Ribbon Army* causing all this trouble? Or perhaps you're just more pirates stirring up chaos? Hmm?"
Before Zoro could respond, his hand instinctively reaching for his swords, Bulma burst out of the West Corp building, waving her hands. "Stop!, they're not Red Ribbon! They're the ones who helped me take back my island!"
Kizaru turned his head slightly, his expression as calm as ever. "Oh? Is that so? Well, that certainly makes things... easier." He glanced at Zoro, who still looked ready to fight, then at Bulma. "You must be the one who called Marineford. Quite the mess you've got here."
Bulma crossed her arms. "It's under control now, thanks to them. But we need Marines here to clean up and secure the area."
Kizaru let out a soft laugh, tilting his head. "Hmm, that's good to know. But you understand why I had to check. Can't have any loose ends running around, now can we?"
Zoro scoffed, his hand leaving his sword. "You'd better watch your tone, old man."
Kizaru's eyes twinkled as he chuckled. "Oh my, such hostility. But don't worry, I'm not here to pick a fight... unless I need to."
Bulma stepped between them, her tone firm. "There's no need for fighting, Admiral. Just do your job and make sure this island is safe."
Kizaru raised his hands in mock surrender, the golden light still faintly radiating from his body. "Relax, miss. I'll take care of it. After all, I'm just a humble Admiral"
Goku, Krillin, Johnny, and Yoasuke stood off to the side, observing the imposing Admiral with mixed reactions.
Goku tilted his head, scratching it as he spoke up. "Hey, who's this guy? He's got a weird vibe about him."
Krillin stepped closer, lowering his voice. "Goku, that's Admiral Kizaru! One of the Navy's top guys. He's no joke! He could probably blast this whole island if he felt like it."
Johnny crossed his arms, leaning toward Yoasuke. "Man, why does every Marine look so smug? Can't they just chill for once?"
Yoasuke nodded, adjusting his bandana. "Yeah, no kidding. But something about this guy feels... different. Like he's not even trying to act tough. That's the scary part."
Goku grinned, his fists clenching. "He's strong, huh? Maybe we should spar a little!"
Krillin's eyes widened, and he waved his arms frantically. "No, no, no! Are you crazy, Goku? That's an Admiral! You don't just pick fights with guys like him!"
Johnny laughed nervously. "Yeah, Goku, let's not turn this island into a crater, alright? Big Sis Bulma would kill us."
Yoasuke smirked, "Besides, we've already had our hands full today. Let's not add a world-class Marine to the list."
Kizaru's gaze briefly flicked toward them, his calm expression unchanging. "Oh my, such lively young men. Are you friends of the swordsman over there?"
Goku stepped forward, grinning. "Yup! That's Zoro. He's super strong, and he's my buddy. You look pretty tough too—wanna see who's stronger?"
Krillin grabbed Goku by the arm, tugging him back. "Goku! Stop! He's not here to fight us!"
Kizaru chuckled, the corners of his mouth lifting in amusement. "Such enthusiasm. Maybe another time, young man. For now, I'll just observe. After all, I'm not here to cause trouble... unless it's necessary."
Krillin muttering, "Yeah, let's hope it doesn't come to that..."
As the Marines began pulling in the remaining Red Ribbon Army members, cuffing them, and hauling them off the island, things began to settle down. The once chaotic scene was slowly becoming more orderly, with the threat officially neutralized.
Kizaru, who had been standing by watching the operation, looked over at the marines as they rounded up the last of the Red Ribbon soldiers.
His eyes flickered to Bulma, who was watching the scene unfold, her arms crossed and her expression slightly relieved.
"Well, it looks like everything's in order here," Kizaru said lazily, stretching his arms. "Nothing more for me to do. Take care, miss."
Without another word, he shot into the sky, his golden streak of light leaving the island in mere moments. His departure was swift, leaving behind only the faintest trail of light.
From the woods behind many marines, Dr. Briefs stepped in front, his eyes scanning the area. His gaze quickly found his daughter, and with a burst of speed, he rushed over to her.
"Bulma!" Dr. Briefs exclaimed, his voice full of concern. He wrapped her in a tight hug, his relief evident. "I was so worried about you! What happened here? Are you alright?"
Bulma sighed, a small smile tugging at her lips. "I'm fine, Dad. Really. It was a tough fight, but we got it all under control. The Marines are here to clean up the rest."
Dr. Briefs pulled back, still visibly shaken but relieved. "I don't care about the rest of the world's problems, as long as you're safe."
Bulma smiled warmly, resting a hand on his shoulder. "I'm fine, Dad. Everyone's safe. We did it."
Behind them, Goku, Krillin, Johnny, Yosaku, and Zoro watched the reunion, The battle had been hard, but now it was over. The island was safe, and the Red Ribbon army was no more
As the Marines worked to secure the remaining Red Ribbon Army members, the team stood together, knowing their job was done. The sun was setting, casting a warm orange glow over the island.
Dr. Briefs walked up to the group, a grateful smile on his face as he looked over each of them. "Thank you, all of you," he said, his voice sincere. "I don't know what we would've done without you."
He then pulled out a small capsule and tossed it onto the ground. With a puff of smoke, a large buffet of food appeared, filling the area with the rich scent of freshly cooked meals.
"I thought you all might be hungry after all that," Dr. Briefs said, chuckling. "Dig in!"
Goku, Krillin, Johnny, Yosaku, and Zoro didn't need to be told twice. They pounced on the food, grabbing plates and diving in with the enthusiasm of people who hadn't eaten a full meal.
Goku practically inhaled his food, while Krillin, Johnny, and Yosaku made sure to pace themselves, though they were still devouring everything in sight.
Zoro, however, took his time, savoring each bite but never one to waste food. He glanced around at the others before offering a half-hearted grunt of approval. "This isn't bad," he mumbled between mouthfuls.
Bulma watched the scene, shaking her head with a soft smile. She then turned to Zoro, Johnny, and Yosaku
. "For your help, I'll make sure to pay you all properly." She pulled out a small pouch of Belli from her pocket and handed it to them. "Here's your payment, as promised."
Zoro, Johnny, and Yosaku looked at the pouch for a moment. Johnny took it first, smiling at Bulma. "Thanks, big sis!" he said with a wide grin.
Yosaku chuckled. "This was fun. I'm glad we could help out." He glanced at Zoro, who simply nodded in acknowledgment.
Zoro took the pouch, his expression as stoic as ever, but there was a slight glimmer of appreciation in his eyes. "Thanks," he said simply, tucking it into his cloth
Goku, having finished his plate, leaned back with a contented sigh. "That was great! But I'm still hungry...!"
Bulma raised an eyebrow, eyeing Goku. "You've already eaten enough for two people!"
Goku grinned sheepishly, rubbing the back of his head. "Well, I guess I'll just save room for the next meal!"
Everyone laughed, the tension from the earlier chaos finally easing as the group enjoyed the moment of peace.
Goku stood up from the table, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. He grinned at Zoro, his eyes sparkling with energy. "Hey, Zoro," Goku said, his voice filled with excitement. "How about that spar?"
Zoro, never one to back down from a challenge, smirked as he stood up, cracking his knuckles. "Sure, why not? I could use some fun."
The group, along with the remaining marines, watched as Goku and Zoro faced off. Goku gripped his Power Pole tightly, while Zoro unsheathed his swords, holding them with his usual confident stance.
The battle began quickly. Goku dashed forward with surprising speed, swinging his Power Pole like a staff to land a quick blow. Zoro reacted in an instant, using his swords to parry the strike.
Goku spun his pole around, trying to land a hit on Zoro's side, but Zoro was quick to block, and then countered with a powerful slash aimed at Goku's chest. Goku leaped back just in time, his eyes focused and sharp.
Zoro smiled, impressed by Goku's agility. "You're faster than you look," he muttered, then lunged forward with a flurry of strikes. Goku dodged, his pole swinging to block, the two warriors exchanging rapid blows that sent shockwaves through the air.
The fight continued at a fast pace, both showing off their skill and determination. Goku's speed with the Power Pole and Zoro's precision with his swords made for an exciting match.
Finally, after a series of exchanges, Goku took a step back, a grin on his face. He dropped his Power Pole down to his side, his chest heaving with exertion but his smile wide. "You're strong, Zoro," he said, his voice filled with genuine respect.
Zoro sheathed his swords with a smirk. "You're not bad yourself, Goku.."
The crowd of marines and the others, including Bulma, Krillin, Johnny, and Yosaku, clapped, impressed by the sparring match. Even the marines, who had been standing around observing the scene, seemed to respect the fight.
Krillin stood up from the table, stretching his arms. "Well, I think it's time for me and Goku to head out," he said, his voice calm but filled with purpose.
Zoro gave a lazy nod. "Yeah, I'm sure you've got your own business to attend to. It's been fun." He stood up
Johnny and Yosaku, stood up as well, ready to see their friends off. "We'll catch up later," Johnny said with a grin. "Take care out there!"
Goku, still smiling, turned to Bulma, Johnny, and Yosaku. "Thanks for everything! We'll see you again soon!" His voice was filled with warmth
"Yeah, take care!" Krillin waved goodbye as Goku called for Nimbus.
With a yell, Goku summoned the golden cloud, and it appeared beneath him in a flash. He jumped onto Nimbus with ease, and Krillin quickly hopped onto his back
.As they prepared to leave, Goku looked over at Zoro, who was standing with his arms crossed, still watching the group.
"Zoro, when we meet again, I want you to be even stronger!" Goku said, his voice filled with determination.
Zoro smirked, cracking his knuckles. "You better get stronger too, Goku. Don't think I'll let you get ahead of me."
With that, Goku gave a thumbs-up to Zoro, then turned to the others. "Alright, we're off! See you all soon!"
With a wave, Goku kicked Nimbus into motion, and the cloud shot into the sky, carrying Goku and Krillin
Zoro, watching them leave, nodded to himself. "Next time, Goku... next time."
As Goku and Krillin soared across the sky, the warm orange glow of the setting sun painted the clouds beneath them. Goku, with his ever-present excitement, turned to Krillin and asked, "Hey Krillin, do you think there will be even stronger people out there?"
Krillin glanced at him, his expression thoughtful for a moment before he nodded. "Definitely, Goku. There are always stronger opponents out there. We'll keep getting stronger, too."
Goku's face broke into a wide grin, and he let out a hearty laugh. "Heh, I can't wait to find them!"
With that, Goku guided the Nimbus cloud into the setting sun, their figures silhouetted against the vibrant sky as they flew toward the horizon, ready for whatever challenges lay ahead. The world was vast, and their adventure was just beginning.
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