Frypan Mountain (103)

"Kamehameha!" Master Roshi yelled out, pushing a heavy energy wave away from his palms, sending the huge attack towards the submarine.

BOOM!

BOOM!

BOOM!

Missiles exploded in the beam, their metal casings eroded by the attack causing the insides to burst. A long wave of energy raced across the sea, causing small waves to part, unable to contest the roaring line.

WSH!

A tiny fighter jet blasted into the sky, high above the attack and flew away abandoning the ship that was reduced to sketch lines when the oppressive attack eviscerated it completely.

Bulma and the team screwed their eyes shut, all apart from Goku unable to cope with the bright light that shone viciously from the attack.

BOOM!

The submarine exploded, a thick black cloud of smoke breezing into the air as the only signifier something had happened.

Master Roshi breathed out, opening his eyes behind his thick black sunglasses and glimpsed at the sea which was completely empty.

Every mouth was wide open, in complete awe from what they had just witnessed.

Master Roshi breathed out again, his muscles shrinking and his body reverting back to its former frail form.

"That was awesome Master Roshi! Can you teach me how to do that?" Goku said eagerly, jumping forward.

"I'm sorry young man but the Kamehameha is an extremely difficult technique that takes fifty years to even learn! Let alone master!" Roshi said truthfully.

"Fifty years! That's like...."

Goku tried counting with his fingers.

"Forever!" he concluded before walking off, trying to remember it in his head.

"You're amazing Master Roshi!" Pansy said running forward.

"I bet your Kamehameha thingy could easily take out King Gerumes' Army! Please you have to help us! You're our only hope!" Pansy said, trying to convince him.

"Hmmmmm," Master Roshi said, sounding as if he was considering although he was really looking for a way out.

"Kamehameha!" a voice sounded out.

A thin wispy beam of ki rushed out of Goku's palm, the blue energy smashing against nearby rock.

"AH!" Master Roshi shouted, not believing his eyes.

"I did it! I did it!" Goku said jumping off the Nimbus Cloud and cheering.

"50 years, give or take!" Master Roshi said again, pretending as if he did not see what he just saw.

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"Are you sure the next Dragon Ball is over here? This place is deserted!" Goku said, looking at the broken purple houses around him.

"Positive! The Dragon Radar doesn't make mistakes like that," Bulma assured.

"Mmmmm, I don't know, I have a bad feeling about this area," Oolong said cautiously.

"You have a bad feeling when there is a bug on the floor!" Bulma said, calling out Oolong's cowardice.

BRRRRRRM!

Bulma's motorcycle sped along the road, carrying Oolong in an attachable side scar while Goku flew on the Flying Nimbus overhead.

"We're closing in on them!"

"Not so loud Puar, we don't want to be seen," Yamcha said cautiously as they followed on a hoverbike.

"What on earth!"

"The whole thing is on fire!"

"I knew this place was coming up!" Oolong said unhappily.

"Where are we?" Bulma asked curiously.

"Frypan Mountain or Fire Mountain as it's known now for obvious reasons," Oolong said knowledgeably.

"How is that even possible?" Bulma asked.

"Well a couple years ago, the Ox-King, big scary guy who wields an axe, paid a wizard to put a veil of fire over his castle to keep out thieves who wanted to steal from him. But the fire got way out of control and took over the whole mountain!"

"Wow! You really know a lot about the mountain huh?" Bulma said, slightly impressed.

"I worked as a tour guide at a place not too far from here, I had to know these things," Oolong said groundedly.

Frypan Mountain or Fire Mountain was a very tall mountain, wide at the bottom but thin at the top and encased with a thick layer of heat burning fiercely 24/7.

Bulma climbed off her bike, Oolong following suit while Goku brought himself down to their level, still sitting on the Nimbus Cloud.

"We should really get out of here," Oolong said, staring at the pillar of heat.

"You're such a coward Oolong," Bulma said critically.

"You're damn right I'm a coward! I like my bacon the way it is, not fried or cooked! I'm perfectly happy being far away from that giant oven!"

"My grandpa taught me how to be fearless, so I don't need to be a coward," Goku said passingly.

"Yeah well wanna know what my Grandpa taught me?"

Oolong waited for Bulma to look the other way and hopped onto Bulma's motorcycle, quickly starting and turning the other way.

"Oh no you don't!" Bulma said, grabbing hold of Goku's power pole and throwing it ahead of her bike like a javelin causing it to bump into the tires and knock the bike off course.

"AHHHH!"

KSH!

Goku pointed and laughed while Bulma had a vengeful expression when Oolong crashed into a purple hut, permanently damaging her bike.

"Great! Now we're stuck here!" Oolong said desparingly, forcing down the safety cushion that blew up in his face.

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"Why are we here Yamcha?" Puar questioned.

Although they followed Goku, they had yet to make a move and were watching the team from afar.

"Well don't you wanna see Goku get his chest caved in by the Ox-King?" Yamcha said simply.

"Eh? But he's just a kid!"

"That little brat isn't normal and he's a jerk among all things! We're gonna wait for them to get the Dragon Ball then take it for ourselves!" Yamcha said confidently.

"But Yamcha, they're gone!" Puar said, pointing to the empty place where the Dragon Team were before.

"Uh?!" Yamcha panicked.

He had lost them.

"No No No No!" he cried as he started his bike trying to locate them.

Yamcha drove around Frypan village, going in the complete opposite direction the Dragon Team had went.

"Who's that?" Puar asked.

A small child dressed in revealing body armour ran towards Yamcha, the most notable thing about her was that there was a huge axe blade sticking out from her helmet.

As the small girl approached them, a big dinosaur chased her, the small girl only outpacing it by a little bit.

Yamcha's jaw dropped as he saw the prehistoric creature dash forward.

"Yamcha! That girl is in danger! You have to do something!" Puar beckoned.

"No, I don't!" Yamcha said, almost turning around and fleeing.

It was at this moment the unexpected happened.

For some reason, the little girl turned around, doing a complete 180-degree turn, facing the dinosaur.

"Please don't eat me!" she said hopefully.

Now somehow, the little girl turned herself with such force that the axe blade flew off of her helmet, clipping and cleaving the neck of the dinosaur and attaching itself back in one clean motion.

"Now I've seen everything," Yamcha said, believing the girl was too lucky.

The laws of physics were definitely lenient on the small girl.

"EEEWWWWW!" the girl cried seeing the bleeding dinosaur head on the floor and rushed forward in Yamcha's direction at an even faster speed.

"Ah!" Yamcha was apprehensive, not wanting to meet the same end as the dinosaur.

"Don't be scared little girl, we're your friends!" Puar said, being friendly.

"My dad told me not to talk to strangers!" the girl cried as a long green laser beam flashed on Yamcha's chest before firing in his direction.

"EEEEEK!" Yamcha shouted, barely jumping up and dodging it.

"Wolf Fang Fist!" he said hurriedly striking the scared little girl in multiple places, causing her to collapse on the floor.

"I panicked!" Yamcha shouted.

"This looks really bad...." Puar said, aware of the crime that was committed.

"Let's get out of here!" Yamcha said hurriedly.

-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------"It's over there," Bulma said, pointing into the depth of the fire.

"Of course it is," Oolong said cynically.

"Say Oolong, as a shapeshifter, can't you just magic a big jug of water and spill it on the mountain?" Goku asked, not getting how magic worked.

"Listen here you little idiot, neither I nor any wizard I know has the magic power to pull off that kind of stunt and if it was that easy I would have done it by now!" Oolong said irritated.

"It's not that bad," Bulma said softly.

"You're only saying that because you're relying on Goku!" Oolong said accusingly.

"Who me? I would never do such a thing! Goku is going to go in there all by himself because it would be beneficial due to the heat training as a martial artist!" Bulma explained.

"Isn't that right Goku?" Bulma asked sweetly.

"Yes ma'am!" he said riding his Nimbus Cloud, buying everything Bulma was selling.

"That doesn't even make sense!" Oolong cried out, feeling like he was the only sane person there.

"GRRAAAAAAAHHHH!"

A deep growl emerged from behind Oolong and Bulma.

"I knew it! It's the Ox-King! He's-"

SHING!

A large axe was embedded onto a wall, inches away from Oolong's head.

Oolong shivered quietly while Bulma stared at the attacker.

"Woah! You're huge!" Bulma said looking at the Ox-King's bulging belly and thick arms.

He was about seven feet tall and extremely wide, being the textbook definition of an Endomorph. He was wearing an odd Viking helmet and a long red cape that draped over his shirtless body, stopping at his purple belt that held up his blue pants.

"WHO ARE YOU?" he bellowed, his voice being extremely gravelly.

"I'm Bulma and this is Oolong, we came here in search for the Dragon Balls," Bulma said gently, hiding how scared she was of the giant figure.

Panicking would be of no use at this time.

A strange liquid emerged in Oolong's trousers, making the green pants blue. Oolong was unable to utter a word, just terrified by the huge figure in front of him.

"THIEVES!" the Ox-King roared, reclaiming his axe.

"We are not thieves! And stop shouting at us! Speak to us like a rational adult!" Bulma scolded, tired of being yelled at for no reason.

"Oh? S-Sorry about that, the only people that ever come around these parts are either thieves or monsters, it gets to ya after a while," the Ox-King said, this time in a much gentler voice.

Bulma sighed, relieved that her confrontation worked.

If it didn't there would be an Axe in her head.

"How can I help you?" the Ox-King said politely, his voice just as gravelly.

"We're looking for an orange shiny ball on that mountain," Bulma said clearly, pointing.

"An orange shiny object? I think I know where that is!" The Ox-King exclaimed.

"Really? Can you get it for us?" Bulma asked, hopeful.

"Afraid not, you see my palace is actually up on that mountain and my daughter and I can't stand the horrible heat on there, so I sent her to go get Master Roshi to use his Bansho fan to extinguish it!"

"Master Roshi? We know that guy," Bulma said softly.

"Really? Where did you last see him?" the Ox-King asked eagerly.

"Just off the coast not too far from here, he lives on his own island in the middle of the sea"

"Excellent!" the Ox-King said happily.

Bulma and the Ox-King continued to talk while Oolong watched the whole exchange spellbound.

'How can she talk to that brute so confidently?'

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'I'm lost'

Goku didn't want to admit but he had no idea where he was, the flames got so hot that his tail started to catch fire and burn so he spurred on his Nimbus Cloud and it sent him flying, not allowing him any time to even register his location.

He flew rapidly, running laps and Fire Mountain and this completely disoriented him, making him think that he went really far although he was actually in the same place.

"Ahhhhhhh!"

Goku stopped as he heard crying, he turned to the source of the noise and saw a little girl screaming and running away.

"What's the matter?" Goku questioned.

"I forgot where my dad told me to go!" Chi-Chi said between sobs.

"Hmmm, well hop on, maybe we can find your dad!" Goku said cheerily.

"Really?" Chi-Chi said, her face lighting up.

"Really!" Goku said a casual smile painted on his face.

Chi-Chi took Goku's hand and climbed onto the Nimbus and clung to Goku burying her face in his back.

'She's getting my Gi wet!' Goku thought, slightly put off by the stranger who latched herself to him but he flew back nonetheless.

Although he had invited her on the Nimbus he hadn't expected to latch onto her like some kind of teddy bear.

'Let's try going the other way,' Goku thought, steering his Nimbus around.

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"Have you locked it in?" Pasta asked impatiently.

Her voice screamed from a walkie-talkie device that was built into Captain Bongo's helmet.

"Yes ma'am!" Bongo said, positioning the rocket launcher on his shoulder from the ground.

The rocket launcher Bongo held was not an ordinary one, before all the scholars left for Alphabet Country they created a super bomb, one that was capable of destroying mountains.

"Fire!" Pasta said, wanting to shoot her pickpocket robots and retrieve the Dragon Ball.

She was actually forced to go back and adjust the map and this time she realised that the vast majority of the Dragon Balls were moving, meaning that the girl was actually taking them everywhere with her.

A silly mistake.

WSH!

Captain Bongo physically recoiled, his body moving back and hitting a wall as the missile was launched, jetting towards Frypan Mountain.