Majin Buu is here

Babidi's face twisted in shock as he peered at the cocoon. "No… It's empty! Where is Majin Buu?" He clenched his fists, turning to the Supreme Kai with rage.

Supreme Kai shook his head calmly. "The years have weakened him. Majin Buu's prison wasn't just holding him it was killing him."

"Silence, Kai!" Babidi sneered, "You'll both be obliterated with the help of my loyal warriors!" He gestured to Dabura and Majin Cooler, who stepped forward with wicked smiles.

Supreme Kai held his ground, but Gohan's gaze hardened as he watched Majin Cooler. "Don't underestimate us, Babidi. I won't let you get away with this."

Babidi cackled, his voice a shrill echo. But, to his dismay, Majin Buu showed up and looked at him blankly, then broke into laughter, his eyes wide with childlike delight. He made a silly face and shouted, "BUU!" Babidi stumbled backward, startled.

Dabura glared at the pink creature, disgusted. "What is this… bloated idiot? This isn't the fearsome Majin Buu I've heard about!"

Buu's face fell, his smile replaced by a dangerous scowl. In an instant, steam erupted from his head as he punched Dabura square in the eyes, sending him tumbling backward. Dabura roared in anger and lunged, only for Buu to kick him hard enough to send him crashing into a distant mountain.

From a Babidi's side, Majin Cooler stared, wide-eyed. "This... this creature is the Majin Buu my father warned me about?"

Back at the canyon, Vegeta stared at Goku with a determined look in his eyes. "This is the power I wanted, Kakarot," he declared. "I sold my soul to Babidi for it because I wanted to be evil again. Living here… with my family… I grew weak, shackled by attachment."

Goku shook his head. "You're lying to yourself, Vegeta! Caring about people doesn't make you weak it makes you stronger! Don't blame them for your own choices."

"Shut up, Kakarot!" Vegeta growled, slamming his fists into Goku's face repeatedly. "Strength is all I am! They're nothing to me!"

Goku blocked the next punch, his eyes blazing. "You're lying, Vegeta!" He threw a powerful punch, sending Vegeta reeling. "You can't hide from the truth!"

Vegeta stood silent for a moment, looking away. Then, almost defeated, he muttered, "Fine. Give me a Senzu Bean. Let's end Buu together." As Goku rummaged through his bag, Vegeta's eyes hardened. Before Goku could react, Vegeta struck him from behind, knocking him out cold.

"Forgive me, Kakarot," Vegeta whispered. He took the last Senzu Bean, clenching it in his fist. "This is my battle now."

Outside Babidi's spaceship, Buu stood above Gohan and Supreme Kai, a malicious grin on his face. He roared, "YOU DROP DEAD!" and brought his fists down on Gohan, knocking him unconscious.

Supreme Kai froze, horror-stricken. Babidi watched with glee. "Go on, Buu! Finish him!"

Just before the finishing blow, Dabura injured and furious reappeared, hurling a spear straight at Buu. "Enough of this!" he roared. The spear hit Buu but did little more than puncture his rubbery skin, which quickly regenerated.

"What… is this thing?" Dabura whispered, his voice shaking.

Babidi's grin returned. "Perfect! Buu, dispose of them both!" he ordered.

Dabura fired an energy blast at Buu in desperation, but Buu merely smirked. "Turn you into… cookie!" he shouted gleefully, firing his Cookie Beam. Dabura's eyes widened as he transformed, and Buu happily gobbled him up. With Dabura's demise, the spells he cast faded, and Piccolo, Krillin, and the others reverted from stone back to their original forms.

Meanwhile, Majin Vegeta arrived on the battlefield, his eyes locking onto the pink menace. "So… this is Majin Buu." His voice was low, calm, but dripping with disdain. "I heard you killed Gohan. You'll pay for that."

Babidi's laugh cut through the silence. "Buu! Crush this arrogant Saiyan for his insolence!"

But Vegeta remained focused, seemingly unfazed by Babidi's words. He looked at Buu, as if seeing Goku's face in his place, a memory of his rival's relentless courage and sacrifice for Earth. He sighed, letting go of his long-held grudge.

"This is for you, Kakarot," Vegeta whispered, his energy exploding around him. "Even if it costs me everything."

From their hiding spot, since Goten and Trunks got there and watched the scene unfold, wide-eyed and tense. Trunks glanced up at Piccolo, his brow furrowed. "What did my dad say just now?" he asked, his voice wavering. "Is… is he going to fight Majin Buu?"

Piccolo's gaze remained fixed on Vegeta and Buu, his usual calm replaced by a look of dread. "Trunks," he muttered, "I… I can't answer that."

Piccolo swallowed, barely able to hold back the horror as he processed what Vegeta had just said about Gohan.

Trunks' face fell. He sensed something was wrong, something far worse than he could imagine.

Piccolo clenched his fists, his voice low. "Trunks… just stay here with Goten."

Majin Vegeta's energy surged, his aura blazing with an intense, fiery light. Krillin, Piccolo, Trunks, and Goten watched, shielding their eyes from the force radiating off him.

"Unbelievable…" Krillin muttered, feeling Vegeta's power shake the very ground beneath them. "I've never seen him go all-out like this!"

Piccolo's eyes narrowed, his voice grim. "He's putting everything into this. This is more than a fight for him."

Trunks, staring at his father with awe and worry, whispered, "Dad…"

Meanwhile, Majin Buu simply stood there, seemingly unfazed by the display, his face holding the same carefree, almost childlike expression. But as Vegeta charged, throwing a series of bone-crushing punches and blasts, Buu's body twisted and deformed, absorbing the attacks without much resistance. Still, he bounced back, his form unharmed, his expression unchanged.

High above, Babidi clenched his fists, his gaze darting nervously between the battle and Majin Cooler, who stood nearby, arms crossed. "This can't be happening!" Babidi hissed. "Majin Buu… he's supposed to be invincible! If Vegeta keeps this up…" His gaze shifted toward Cooler, lips curling with desperation. "I might have to send him in to help finish this."

Majin Cooler gave a smirk, but he didn't move, watching Vegeta with a look of disdain. "Don't be so hasty, Babidi," he sneered. "Let's see if this Saiyan can truly give Majin Buu trouble… I'm rather curious myself."

Majin Vegeta relentlessly pounded Majin Buu, his fists connecting with brutal precision. Each strike echoed across the battlefield, sending shockwaves rippling through the air. Babidi's eyes widened in disbelief as he watched Vegeta's apparent dominance.

"Is this really the same Saiyan who lost to me before?" Babidi gasped, his confidence waning. "He's… he's too powerful!"

Piccolo stood beside Krillin, his brow furrowed. "I never thought I'd see the day. Vegeta is even stronger than Gohan was during the Cell Games," he commented, a mix of pride and concern in his voice. "If he can keep this up…"

But despite Vegeta's onslaught, Buu remained eerily resilient. With a twisted grin, he absorbed the punishment, his body reforming almost instantly after each hit. Just when it seemed like Vegeta was gaining the upper hand, he unleashed his Final Impact, the energy blast tearing through Buu with a resounding explosion. Yet, in an instant, Buu's form regenerated, unscathed.

Buu, growing increasingly frustrated, retaliated with an Angry Explosion. The sheer force of the attack shook the Z-Fighters to their core, leaving a massive crater in its wake and sending Vegeta hurtling through the air, battered and bruised.

In a cruel twist, Buu tore off a piece of his own mass, wrapping it around Vegeta like a constrictor. Vegeta struggled, but the more he fought, the tighter Buu's grip became. The monstrous creature relished in the torment, beating Vegeta mercilessly as he remained ensnared.

Trunks, witnessing his father's suffering, felt a surge of rage. "No! I won't let you do this!" he shouted, transforming into Super Saiyan 2. Goten followed suit, his own transformation ignited by the sight of Vegeta's distress.

"Trunks, wait!" Piccolo yelled, trying to pull them back. But the two boys were already charging at Buu, their determination unwavering.

Trunks landed a solid kick against Majin Buu, sending the creature stumbling back. Goten quickly followed up, using his energy to break the binds that held Vegeta captive.

Vegeta shook himself awake, fury flashing in his eyes. "What the hell is this? I'm not finished yet!" he roared, struggling to stand.

Babidi, watching from the sidelines, sneered at Vegeta. "Weak! You think you can defeat my Majin Buu? It won't be long before you're nothing but dust!" His voice dripped with mockery, confidence returning as he sensed Buu's power.

Suddenly, Piccolo materialized behind Babidi, his expression fierce. "It's you who will die today!" he declared, swinging his arm to slice through Babidi. But before the attack could connect, Majin Cooler intervened, a smirk playing on his lips.

"Now, now," Cooler taunted, raising a hand to block Piccolo's strike. "Why ruin the fun? This isn't over yet." His presence added another layer of danger to an already chaotic situation.

Vegeta stood amidst the chaos, his heart heavy with the weight of the decision he was about to make. The devastation wrought by Majin Buu lay before him, and he knew that only a desperate measure could save his family and friends from impending doom.

"Trunks," he called out, his voice firm yet tinged with an unexpected tenderness. "You need to take care of your mother. Get her out of here, now!"

"Dad, no! We can help you!" Trunks protested, panic rising in his voice. "If we all fight together, we have a chance! Goten and I can—"

"Stop!" Vegeta interrupted, his tone sharper than intended. "Majin Buu is too strong for you. You don't understand what you're up against." His expression softened slightly, a glimmer of vulnerability shining through.

A heavy silence enveloped them. In that moment, Vegeta looked at Trunks with an intensity that spoke volumes. "I've never held you since you were a baby," he admitted, his voice cracking. "But I want you to know… I'm proud of you."

Trunks' eyes widened, a mix of surprise and embarrassment flooding his features. Before he could respond, Vegeta pulled him into an embrace, something he had never done before. The warmth of his father's arms felt surreal, and Goten watched, a lump forming in his throat at the sight.

"Take care of your mother," Vegeta whispered, pulling back to look Trunks in the eyes. "You've grown strong, and I know you'll protect her."

"But, Dad—" Trunks began, desperation flooding his voice.

Without hesitation, Vegeta knocked him out with a swift strike, knowing it was the only way to ensure his son wouldn't fight back. He turned to Goten, who nodded slowly, understanding the unspoken words between them.

"Take him away," Vegeta instructed, a small, bittersweet smile gracing his lips. "You know what I have to do."

Goten's eyes shimmered with understanding, since he seen this fate unfold before as Alex in his past life. He didn't want to leave Vegeta behind, but he knew he had no choice. "I'll make sure he's safe, Mr. Vegeta. I promise."

With that, Goten lifted Trunks in his arms and flew away, his heart heavy with the weight of what was about to happen. As he soared into the distance, Vegeta stood alone, his resolve solidifying.

"This is for you Bulma, Trunks… and even you Kakarot" he murmured to himself, gathering energy for the attack. He closed his eyes for a moment.

As the energy surged around him, illuminating the darkened battlefield, Vegeta felt a sense of peace. He was finally embracing his true self a warrior who would protect those he loved, even at the cost of his own life.

With a final, defiant roar, he unleashed the Final Explosion, a blinding light engulfing the area as it charged at Majin Buu. The force of the blast sent shockwaves through the air, echoing with the weight of his sacrifice. The world trembled as the Saiyan prince made his final stand, hoping to take down the monster that threatened everything he held dear.

The shockwave rippled outward, obliterating everything in its path. Vegeta's power erupted like a supernova, consuming the battlefield in a dazzling display of light and fury.

Piccolo, witnessing the destruction from a distance, felt a mix of admiration and sorrow for the fallen warrior. "Vegeta…"he whispered, knowing the sacrifice made for the sake of others. He quickly flew away, intent on finding a safe location.

Meanwhile, Majin Cooler, having secured Babidi under his arm, took off into the sky. "This is not the end," he growled, the chaos surrounding them only fueling his determination. "We need to leave. This was a setback, nothing more."

The dust settled slowly over the battlefield, leaving behind only devastation and silence. Piccolo, Goten, and Krillin floated cautiously above the ground, surveying the remnants of what had once been a fierce clash between Majin Vegeta and Majin Buu. The air was thick with the smell of smoke and destruction, and an unsettling quiet filled the space where moments ago, immense power had collided.

As they approached the center of the chaos,

Krillin, his heart heavy, pointed toward a spot where the energy had detonated. "Over there," he said grimly.

They landed softly, the ground still trembling beneath their feet. Before them lay the remnants of Vegeta's final stand. His body had been turned to stone, the essence of his energy fading from existence, as if the very earth mourned the loss of the Saiyan Prince. A chilling realization washed over Piccolo Vegeta's ki had completely vanished, meaning he was truly gone.

Piccolo clenched his fists, a mix of anger and sadness surging within him. The fierce warrior who had once been his rival had sacrificed everything for their cause. "Vegeta," he whispered, finally acknowledging the stubborn prince as more than just a comrade; he was a true friend. "You did this for all of us. Thank you."

As he spoke, the ground trembled once more, drawing their attention. Pink blobs began to coalesce nearby, merging into a single form. Horror dawned on Piccolo's face as he recognized the unmistakable shape of Majin Buu reforming, the creature's laughter echoing across the desolation.

"No… It can't be!" Piccolo shouted, realization hitting hard Vegeta's sacrifice had been in vain.

"Piccolo! What's happening?" Goten cried out, his youthful innocence shattered.

"We have to go, now!" Piccolo urged, urgency in his voice. "We need to keep you and Trunks safe. Goku, Vegeta, and Gohan… they're all gone. You two are the last hope for Earth."

Krillin nodded, his expression grim. "We need to get to The Lookout. Dende can help us."

They swiftly took to the air, leaving behind the horrific scene as Majin Buu began to regain his full strength. Meanwhile, far from the battlefield, Bulma, Chi-Chi, and the others were on a plane traveling the globe, searching for the Dragon Balls to revive those lost at the World Martial Arts Tournament.

Bulma was in the cockpit, her fingers gripping the controls tightly, worry etched across her face. "Where are they? Why hasn't anyone contacted us?" she muttered, her heart racing. Suddenly, the plane jolted violently as they felt the impact of Vegeta's explosion reverberate through the sky.

"What was that?" Yamcha shouted, alarmed.

"Something's happened," Bulma gasped, her intuition screaming at her that it was about Vegeta.

As the plane shuddered again, alarms blared, and flames erupted from the engines. "We're going down!" Chi-Chi cried, panic flooding her voice.

Before chaos could ensue, Android 18 sprang into action. "Everyone, hold on!" she ordered. With an explosive burst of energy, she flew outside the plane, her eyes scanning the ground below. Using her incredible strength, she skillfully guided the plane, maneuvering it to a safe landing on a nearby plateau.

As the plane screeched to a halt, Yamcha hurried to the damaged systems. "I'll fix this," he declared, determination in his eyes as he worked to repair the plane.

Back on the battlefield, Piccolo, Goten, and Krillin arrived at The Lookout, urgency etched on their faces. Dende and Mr. Popo were already waiting for them, the air thick with tension.

"Dende!" Piccolo exclaimed, breathless.

Dende nodded, his eyes wide with concern. "I can sense it. But where is Gohan? He"

"Gohan… Gohan is gone too," Piccolo said, his voice heavy with sorrow. "We need to keep them safe."

Meanwhile, far across the wastelands, Goku awoke alone, groggy and disoriented. His heart raced as he reached for the empty sack of Senzu Beans that Majin Vegeta had taken before the battle. "No… Vegeta, what have you done?" he murmured, realizing the gravity of the situation.

With a surge of desperation, Goku activated his Instant Transmission, teleporting directly to The Lookout. The familiar sight of his friends waiting for him was a relief, but the somber atmosphere sent a chill down his spine.

"Goku!" Piccolo exclaimed, relief mixing with urgency. "You're alive! You don't know what's happened!"

Dende rushed forward, his healing abilities coming into play as he began to mend Goku's wounds. "You have to understand, it's bad. Vegeta… he sacrificed himself to try to defeat Majin Buu."

The news hit Goku like a physical blow. "Vegeta… no!" he gasped, disbelief twisting his features. "But we can't let that be in vain! We need to stop Buu!"

"We're outnumbered, Goku," Krillin said, his voice trembling. "With Gohan gone and Vegeta's sacrifice, we're left vulnerable. We need a plan."

The weight of loss hung heavily over them, yet Goku's spirit surged with determination. "We'll find a way. We always do. We have to regroup with others."

Back to the human group, the team scrambled out, Bulma quickly gathered the Dragon Balls before summoning Shenron. The massive dragon emerged, scales glistening ominously in the moonlight. "State your wishes," Shenron boomed, his voice echoing through the night.

Videl stared in awe, the sight of the dragon overwhelming her senses. Just as Krillin was about to call for the rest of the group to come to the Lookout, the sky darkened ominously, signaling the summoning of Shenron.

Krillin turned to Goku, who stood beside them. "It's Bulma! She's the only one who could gather them so quickly!"

Dende, realizing the gravity of the situation, urged caution. "But if she makes both wishes now, we'll have to wait a year for the next."

Goku, clouded with confusion and concern, struggled to locate Bulma's ki. "I have to get there fast!" he said, before taking off in a flash.

At Capsule Corporation, Yamcha, unsure of the phrasing, spoke up. "I wish for everyone who died today to come back to life!"

Goku arrived just in time, his heart racing as he felt the impact of the Dragon's power. He landed beside them, breathing heavily. "Wait! We need to save the second wish!" he exclaimed.

Shenron listened, his eyes glowing. "Your wish will be granted, but the second wish must wait."

"I need you to delay the second wish," Goku explained, urgency in his voice. "We can't afford to wait a year. Just four months will do."

With that, Goku transported everyone, apart from Mr. Brief and Bikini, back to Kami's Lookout for safety.

At Kami's LookoutThe atmosphere was heavy with unspoken dread as Chi-Chi rushed forward. "Where's Goten and Gohan? Are they safe?" she cried, fear lacing her words.

Krillin, his face pale, looked around anxiously. "Goku… tell them what happened," he urged, his voice trembling.

With a deep breath, Goku steeled himself, knowing the news would devastate them. "Vegeta… he fought Buu. He's gone. I believe Gohan… he's gone too."

The air grew thick with horror. Chi-Chi collapsed into Ox-King's arms, disbelief washing over her. Bulma's frantic screams shattered the silence as she grappled with the reality of her husband's death. Yamcha tried to comfort her, but his words fell flat.

Videl shook her head, tears in her eyes. "No! Gohan can't be dead! It's not possible!"

Piccolo, recalling the events, turned to Goku. "We need to teach Trunks and Goten the Fusion Dance, but we need to wake them first."

Goku nodded, glancing around for Mr. Popo. "Mr. Popo, can you wake up Trunks? And where's Goten?"

But just as they were regrouping, Babidi's voice echoed through the skies, invading their minds. "Citizens of Earth! You are to blame for the destruction. Your precious heroes are the reason for your suffering!"

As Majin Buu and Majin Cooler began their reign of terror, Buu's wicked laughter filled the air as he lifted people into the sky, transforming them into candy before devouring them whole. The sight was horrific, and Babidi's telepathic threat sent chills down their spines.

"This will be your fate unless those three show themselves within hours!" Babidi proclaimed, his voice filled with malice.

As they prepared to take action, the reality of their dire situation settled in. With each passing moment, Majin Buu's threat loomed closer, and time was running out.

Meanwhile, Goku, feeling the pressure mount, understood that their time was limited. With a newfound determination, he initiated Instant Transmission, ready to face the challenges ahead. The fate of the world now rested on their shoulders, and they had to unite to confront the looming darkness.