Dragon Ball Z: Paradise Found

The Explosive Ice-Breaker

The compact, metallic prison in which Muten Roshi and Bulma found themselves imprisoned in rumbled, shaking up the pair of captives that it held within. Shortly thereafter, light seeped into the compartment as gravity took its toll and forced the shaken up pair to roll out in an unflattering position onto the frozen, ice floor. It was tough to say which prompted Bulma to jump on to her feet first, the embarrassing position of her tumble or the freezing steel which she faceplanted onto. With the inventor wearing nothing but a dress and a blazer, the woman began rubbing her hands and blowing hot air into them almost immediately.

"Welcome! Welcome to my laboratory!" the brain inside of a submarine that was Dr. Wheelo declared. The underwater vehicle began morphing until it took a more stationary position and then connected to a spot on the wall where it could have interacted with his captives better.

"You presumptuous ass, what did you need to take me here for!?" Bulma shook her fist at the gigantic configuration of robotics hosting Dr. Wheelo's massive brain. "I'm no martial artist. If I get a cold, you're gonna get it!"

Muten Roshi felt astounded and even a tad inspired by how fearless Bulma was. The enemy wielded enough strength to believe that he was able to defeat all of the strongest martial artists in the world and the genius to reverse-engineer and even improve on the design of the Saibamen that Saiyans used in battle in a matter of days. And yet Bulma was as fierce standing against him as she would have been bullying poor Yamcha.

"I apologize if the conditions aren't ideal for your fragile human body. I assure you that I do not intend to pit you against my Bio-Warriors. However, you and your father are esteemed scientists and superstars of the scientific community. While I do believe your achievements to be vastly overrated, I would be a fool not to acknowledge your prowess and respect your family and therefore I have taken up on this curious opportunity to have you be a witness to my scientific breakthrough." Dr. Wheelo explained as Muten Roshi began looking around. The entire laboratory had been sunken in shadows but he couldn't help but feel dread in the air as wicked Ki began creeping into his sensory range. They weren't alone here.

"A witness?" Bulma wrapped her arms over her chest. "Explain yourself!"

"Well, I am but an intellectual marvel, I am no brutal ruffian. I shall not tolerate unnecessary brutality and therefore I do not wish to resort to ripping off heads so that I can prove my point to the skeptical scientific community. The word of an esteemed prodigy in the field of science such as yourself will more than suffice when I report on my stunning breakthrough in the field of bio-engineering," Dr. Wheelo did as requested.

"You said that you were targeting all of the World Martial Arts Champions, correct?" Muten Roshi wondered. "Whom else have you brought here?"

"Sadly, most champions I have contacted have allowed their human bodies to fail them. We could not locate the Devil Man or any martial arts champions from tournaments earlier than the 19th World Martial Arts Tournament. Champion Baragon has abandoned his fighting ways and he now lives in luxury in a mansion filled with adoring female fans. Both of them are embarrassments to the art, they failed to defeat even the scouting party of Bio-Men. Nevertheless, I am a thorough professional, I shall locate Chayote and Son Goku promptly," Dr. Wheelo pointed out as he displayed pictures of a giant bipedal dragon monster with massive ears and a horn of his forehead with hunter-green skin and King Chappa, both beaten and broken with Baragon's adoring female fans and King Chappa's apprentices alike weeping over their defeated idols.

"Good luck with that," Bulma looked proud of herself as she made that declaration. "Son Goku is off-world at the moment, training in the Otherworld though Chayote will pummel you and your silly Bio-Men flat in no time at all."