Dragon Ball Z: Paradise Found

Piccolo's Request

"Are you sure that all of the Saibamen are done for?" Bulma turned to Krillin with a look that stuck guilt onto Krillin's face even though there was no reason for it.

"I already told you, Bulma, we've checked it multiple times. It's not like those little things tried disguising their Ki so there's no way we've missed any," Krillin shrugged. He had no idea how he could have proved the fact that the Saibamen were all beaten any more than he already has.

"I just have to be sure, because if we resurrect all the people slain by the Saiyans or their cohorts, we need to know that the Saibamen aren't still rampaging around killing people," Bulma explained the reason for her paranoia.

"Wait, is that how the Dragon Balls work?" Bardock wondered. The Dragon Team had given him a whole different explanation earlier. "You just collect them and ask for what you want?"

Everyone looked at the Saiyan as if he was the village idiot. Dressed in a flowery shirt that he borrowed from Dr. Brief as while his wounds could have been healed quickly, his armor had been totaled in the brawl with Vegeta, Bardock shrugged.

"I guess it makes sense that I was given false information. You had every reason to think of me as your enemy," Bardock rubbed the back of his neck as he sighed dealing with the realization that he was lied to.

"This makes a very fine point, should we really be summoning the Divine Dragon with this guy around?" Yamcha pointed to Bardock. "What if he kills us all and takes the wish for himself?"

"Don't worry, it's going to be fine," Bulma turned to Dr. Puri who appeared to be shaking in awe before the splendor of the Dragon Balls laying in a formation before her. "Bardock helped us fend the Saiyans off and he's Goku's father, isn't he?"

"Hmph... You've got no reason to soil your pants. I'm not gonna kill you lot. I just want my son back. He's the reason I came to this planet, to begin with..." Bardock explained as he crossed his sinewy arms over his chest wearing a serious expression.

Dr. Puri nodded and gulped heavily. It wasn't clear what exactly summoned such a reaction in the young woman in the lab coat, if it truly was the presence of the Saiyan invader in their home or if it was the awesome spectacle of the crystalline orange jewels with stars on them and the promise for anything in existence being within their power to grant.

"Can ya guys hurry up? I'm gettin' hungry already and gettin' 'ere was a hassle already..." Yajirobe scratched his wild, black hair and picked his nose. He truly had been on quite an errand these last couple of days, tasked with gathering the Dragon Balls only to face the Saiyan threat and the Saibamen himself only to then have to deliver the gathered Dragon Balls to the Capsule Corp in West City again.

"Hey, when you make the wish, don't word it like that," Bardock asked. "Don't just ask for the humans to be revived. My own squad lost their lives fighting the Saibamen too. In their states, it wasn't much of a fight but they're good people, they deserve to be brought back too."

"Are you kidding me? They would have killed all of us if given the chance!" Bulma pressed her hands to her hips, casting an inflammatory glare in Bardock's direction.

"It's because of me. If I told them to treat you guys as allies, they'd have taken it without a second's hesitation. Our squad has a bond of loyalty that no other group of Saiyans share." Bardock pointed out. "They didn't deserve to be murdered like that. If they ever die, let it be in a proper battle."

"They're Saiyans," Tenshinhan brought up. "If we bring them back, wouldn't they have grown in power significantly?"

"No. They've been killed. Saiyans only grow stronger adapting to that which comes close to killing them but doesn't. Don't quote me on that, I've never heard of a dead Saiyan returning to life but I don't believe that death would have had any effect on their battle power," Bardock answered, still arguing for his case.