Golden Z
	Prelude
	By: P-R-P-Chan

	Picobuu lay gasping for their final breath, spine shattered, as well as
every other bone in their body.  It was too late for them to save this
universe, it was already lost, but maybe they might be able to save all the
others.  With their final ounce of strength, Picobuu pushed themselves
through the dimensional barrier, towards the only person who could help them.

***

	Washuu cackled maniacly as she worked on her next big project.  Running her
hands skillfully over her keyboard, she made her first typing error in
decades as a scream broke out from the Masaki household.  Correcting the
offending 'teh', Washuu saved her work and rose to see what trouble Tenchi
had managed to conjure up this time.

	Leaving her pocket dimension, Washuu crossed to the front yard, the most
frequent stage for the troubles that plagued them, where Tenchi, Aeka and
Ryouko were gathered.

	"So Tenchi, who started it this time? Aeka or Ryouko?"
	At this point Mihoshi came barreling around the corner of the house,
screaming her lungs out.  "It's a monster! Save me Tenchi! Washuu! Aeka!
ANYBODY!!!"
	"Oh.. I thought it was something important.. ah well... I'm going back to
my work.."
	"Ummm Washuu?" Tenchi spoke up at last, "You might want to take a look at
this..."
	Leading her around the back, Tenchi pointed out the source of all the
excitement.  Lying on the ground, bleeding into the grass, lay a man; a bald
headed, khaki skinned, pointed eared, wrinkling, severely wounded one.
Washuu took on look at him and her face blanched.
	"Shit."

***

	Chichi cradled the mangled body of her last remaining son.  She'd convinced
Gohan not to go fight, as he was severely out of practice, hoping to save
her first-born.  When it came down to the end, his father, brother and
friends, dead or dying, Gohan still listented to what his mother had said;
But when it was his wife he saw falling from the sky, limbs at odd angles,
he let his rage flow into his heart.  

	His hair had turned golden, lengthening down to the back of his knee,
confident in his power he flew forward to meet destiny.  Destiny was met a
few seconds later as he was easily swatted from the sky, after recieving a
few broken limbs for his trouble.

	Chichi stared up at the figure staring down at her from a hundred feet in
the air.  With all her strength born of grief and anger, and her not-so
little skills, she tried to do something she hadn't before. Getting to her
feet, she cupped her hands, bringing them back to her side.
	"KA.. ME.. HA.. ME.."
	"HA!" Chichi threw her hands forward, releasing a huge blast of chi, one
that Brolli didn't even flinch at, as it struck him full in the head.
Laughing he released a small blast, destroying the earth and everything on
it.  Brolli's body began to pulse with power as he released an expanding
globe of chi and disappeared from the universe as the cosmos exploded like
fireworks.

***

	Piccobuu awoke, but didn't move.  Not that they couldn't, all the wounds
they'd incurred fighting Brolli had been healed, bones mended, all without
any scarring.  Hanging there, suspended in warmth, Piccobuu felt secure for
the first time in their short existence, one they had chosen out of
desperation.  Not even Goku had managed to harm Brolli.  Piccobuu retreated
further into their shell, trying to forget the power they'd been confronted
with.  Lying near-comatose they were startled out of that state by a
questioning voice.
	"Piccolo? Is that you?"
	"Yes, It's us."
	"Us? Oh.... who'd you fuse with?"
	"Kami.."
	"But you were once a part of him.. why would you lose your identity?"
	"We absorbed him, as Piccolo had Nail, saving ourself and gaining his
power.  His mind was already gone when we got to him."
	"Who else?"
	"We are Buu and Piccolo, we are Piccobuu."
	"You had Buu, Piccolo and Kami's power and you couldn't win?"
	"We couldn't scratch him.. even Goku only lasted a minute against Brolli."
	Washuu shuddered as she went about removing Piccobuu from the tank he'd
been suspended in.

	"I repaired the clothes you were wearing, put em on, then we'll try and
figure out what to do."

	Washuu went back to her computer, already starting on a search for someone
who they could use to defeat Brolli.  A few minutes later, Piccobuu joined her.
	"So what should we do?" They asked crossing their legs as they floated next
to her.
	"I've compiled a list of the strongest people in all the multiverse and
crossreferenced it with tehir potential."
	"So who's first?"
	"Let me just skip down to number 15.."
	"Why not start at the top?"
	"Because Goku is number 1! Followed by Vegeta, Gohan, Trunks, and so on..
He's already wiped out our best chances."
	"So who alive is our best chance?"
	"Well she's not wuite alive.. Ifurita's an artifact."	

***

	Ifurita rushed to protect the land she had nearly destroyed but grown to
love.  Her effort was for nothing as she, the land around her, and the
planet itself crumbled to dust.

***

	"Ok scratch that.. she's dead... he just killed her.  Next on the list..
infinite potential.."
	"Why didn't you say this one first?"
	"He's only got a power of 10.. that answer your question?"
	"I guess he'll have to do.."
	"Well then, I guess we've got our champion: Kintaro Oe, age 25."

***

END PRELUDE

ok this is going be a huge crossover.. working someone up from a power of 10
to something in the billions.. and no it won't be all fighting.. now as to
the idea behind this fic.. Aside from what I've heard to the contrary, I'm
putting Brolli originally at SSJ1. and in this fic he'll be SSJ2.. this is
taking place in the DBZ timeline after DBZ.. give them a few years of rest..
but WAY before GT.  the timeline in anything else will be shown by when they
pop in.. also.. I'm not sure if i wan't this title.. if anyone can think of
a better one email me.

        
        P-R-P-Chan
        P-R-P-Chan's Pathetic Little Place
        http://www.crosswinds.net/japan/~prpchan/little/index.html
        The Ranma � Fanfic Library        
        http://www.crosswinds.net/japan/~prpchan/