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Doctor Who: Crossings Series 6

The Warrior’s Cell: Part 4

“…Y-You mean, everything the Doctor and Kirby said…is true?!” stammered Whis, his world crumbling around him.

“Yes,” replied Grand Zeno matter-of-factly. “I’ve long learned that there’s no such thing as a perfect being and who would want that? You look at the history of all the universes, and you’ll find that only tyrants say that and I don’t wanna be a tyrant. I’ve made mistakes and I learned from them. You’d be wise to learn from yours, Whis, not just cover them up in our usual indifference to mortals.”

“DONE!” called the Doctor. Everyone gave their attention to her and Kirby.

“All done!” confirmed Kirby. He then spotted Grand Zeno. “Oh! Hi!” The Doctor looked up and goggled.

“G-Grand Zeno?!” she yelped. “S-Sir, this matter with Cell is just a mortal trifle-!”

“I know,” replied Grand Zeno. “I’m gonna be going anyways. Beerus and Whis just needed to know that what you and Kirby said about me was right.” The Doctor smiled.

“Very kind of you to say, Grand Zeno,” she said.

“Oh, before I go, Doctor,” Grand Zeno handed the Doctor a button.

“Hey! You can visit him too!” called Goku.

“No, Goku, this is different to the button I gave you,” corrected Grand Zeno. “It’s only for emergencies that the rest of the gods and I think require a mortal touch, and the Grouping is one such mess. It only works in your TARDIS, Doctor. Press the green button when it flashes to get the briefing of whatever trouble we need your help with and press the yellow button to get to the spot where that trouble started. Squeeze the border of the device to teleport you back into this universe wherever you started once the trouble is over and you’re back in your TARDIS.”

“You of all people are asking for my help?” asked the Doctor. “The Grouping MUST be bad, then.”

“In the meantime, if you’re really done with your machine,” said Grand Zeno, “you’d better get on with it. I’ll see you around, Doctor!” He then vanished, leaving Whis and Beerus very shaken.

“…Well, it came from your highest superior, you two,” remarked the Doctor. “Perfection is best left for tyrants to flail around for. …Speaking of tyrants, we need to get to Cell.”

“I got a lock on him!” called Goku. “He’s outside of South City! Everyone, grab ahold!”

“Oh no, you don’t, Kakarot!” protested Vegeta. “I’m not doing that instant-!”

“Come on, Vegeta! We can’t always rely on Whis!” argued Goku.

“Goku, what is Vegeta talking about?” asked the Doctor.

“My Instant Transmission technique,” replied Goku.

“…That’s a Yardrat technique! How did you-?!”

“It’s a long story,” interrupted Goku. “Let’s just go. Everyone, get close!” Everyone gathered near to Goku and put a hand on him. Goku then put his pointer and middle finger onto his forehead and concentrated. In just a matter of milliseconds…the group vanished!

Cell was charging up an attack, ready to cause terror to summon Goku, when the group appeared. “Ah! So you just came running at the sound of potential terror!” laughed Cell. “Well, better be ready, Son Goku!” Cell fired, then Kirby leapt into the attack’s path and inhaled it. He then changed from Time Lord Kirby to Fighter Kirby.

“POYO!” he challenged.

“…Is that gonna be a thing these days?” muttered Cell. He then saw Goku adopt a familiar stance.

“Ka…me…ha…me…HAAAAAA!” shouted Goku as he thrust his hands forward and fired the Kamehameha Wave at Cell. Cell batted it aside.

“Goku, you DO remember that your DNA is a part of me, right?” asked Cell.

“RISING BREAK!” called Kirby as he delivered an uppercut to Cell’s jaw. Cell let himself get knocked into the air, planning on frying the pink menace, then he saw Goku put himself against the sun and put his hands to his head.

“SOLAR FLARE!” shouted Goku. A bright light filled Cell’s eyes and blinded him. Kirby took advantage of Cell’s blindness.

“VULCAN JAB!” Kirby jabbed Cell in the stomach, winding him. Cell collapsed to the ground.

“H-How-?!” he gasped.

“SPIN KICK!” shouted Kirby. He spun around and delivered multiple roundhouse kicks to Cell’s face.

“And for good measure!” called Goku. He then slammed his elbow into Cell’s gut, winding him again.

“NOW!” called the Doctor. Goku and Kirby broke off as the Doctor switched the machine on. An energy cage surrounded Cell. “Now, let’s see if I can actually send him back unlike what happened on Earth last time.” She pressed a few buttons. “Let’s see…aha! So, he came from then! Let’s send him back there!” She then flicked a switch. “Erasing his recent memories and…” Cell and the energy cage then vanished. “And there we go! Whis, could you double-check things?”

“Very well, Doctor,” replied Whis. He looked into his staff. “…Well, looks like time unfolded as it’s supposed to. Cell’s still in Hell.”

“In that case, Kirby, you ready?” “Kirby knew what the Doctor was driving at.

“Poyo!” he agreed.

“What’s going on?” asked Goku.

“A victory dance!” replied the Doctor. “Just follow along with Kirby!” She pulled Goku into the group and the two of them danced along with Kirby.

“HAI!” Kirby called at the end of the dance.

“That was actually fun!” chuckled Goku. “I gotta do a victory dance sometimes!”

“And look more ridiculous than you do right now, Kakarot?” scoffed Vegeta.

“Oh, don’t be such a sourpuss, Vegeta!” complained Goku. His stomach then growled. “…Hey, before we send Kirby back, maybe we could get some food in us?”

“Poyo,” agreed Kirby as his own tummy grumbled.

“I’ll take us back,” offered Whis.

After Whis took them all back to Capsule Corp, everyone was eating well. The Saiyans were in an impromptu eating contest with Kirby when they discovered how much he could eat! “How much do you want to bet they’ll lose?” Beerus asked Whis.

“That’s too easy of a bet to make, Lord Beerus,” remarked Whis. The Saiyans finally stopped.

“Phew! That hit the spot!” said Goku. “What do you think, Vegeta? …V-Vegeta?”

“Kakarot, LOOK!” yelped Vegeta as he pointed at Kirby. Goku goggled in surprise at seeing Kirby still going! By now, everyone was looking at the little pink puffball.

“…He just ate 57 Saiyan-sized full-course meals!” gulped Bulma.

“I lost count at 40,” replied the Doctor. Kirby finished his meal and sighed.

“…Poyo?” he asked the Capsule Corp waiter as he held out his bowl. Everyone yelped.

“Kirby, I think you’ve had enough!” gulped Tysar. Kirby looked at the bowl, then nodded. He then pulled out the dessert menu.

“Poyo!” he said. Everyone yelped again.

After the banquet, Goku and Vegeta joined with Beerus and Whis. “So long!” called Goku. “We’re doing some training!”

“Be careful, you two, all right?!” called Bulma.

“Kirby,” said Whis, attracting Kirby’s attention. Kirby looked at the Angel. “…Keep up the good work, will you? The universe needs some joy these days.”

“Poyo!” replied Kirby with a smile. Whis then transported himself, his master, and the Saiyans away from the planet.

“And then there was you, Kirby,” mused the Doctor. “I’ve disabled the memory-wipe, since you only traveled a few seconds into the past instead of years into the future and space-travel isn’t unusual for you. You’ll be able to remember your adventures here.” She fixed up the machine she and Kirby built and switched it on.

“It was fun having you, Kirby!” cheered Bulma. “See you later!”

“Poyo!” bid Kirby as the machine took him back.

“…And now there’s us,” said the Doctor. “That’s these chronal surges fixed up.”

“Doctor, you sure you don’t want to stay a bit longer?” asked Bulma.

“I can’t, Dr. Briefs,” replied the Doctor. “Tysar needs to get back to New Davius, and I need to continue fixing up the Grouping.”

“Just keep us informed if any chronal surges take anyone, okay?” asked Tysar.

“Will do,” promised Bulma. “Of course, that’s if I don’t wish on the Dragonballs to fix that.”

“I don’t think Shenron can undo the Grouping, but you’re welcome to try,” remarked the Doctor. She and Tysar returned to the TARDIS, and it took off.

“Bye, Doctor!” called Bulma. That was when the waiter arrived.

“The bill for that banquet, Ma’am,” he said.

“Oh, yeah, that. Let’s…” Bulma paled when she saw how much money it cost. “…That’s…triple…my usual…food budget!” she whimpered.

“I had heard Saiyans can eat a lot,” remarked Tysar, “but I didn’t think they ate that much.”

“Well, it’s a bit to do with biology,” replied the Doctor. “The Saiyans can burn through calories faster than most humanoid species. The food on the planet of Vegeta was rich in calories, so the normal human portions would have filled their bellies if they used their ingriedients. Sadly, those ingriedients died along with the planet and species.”

“I heard about the Vegeta Catastrophe,” said Tysar.

“If you heard it was a catastrophe, then you didn’t get the full story,” corrected the Doctor. “Those in the know call it the Saiyan Genocide.”

“…Daleks?”

“No, but that WOULD be their MO. No, this was the result of an Ice-jin mutant called Frieza.” As the Doctor explained, the TARDIS spun through the Time Vortex, probing for the next chronal surge.

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Doctor Who: Crossings Series 6

The Warrior’s Cell: Part 3

“YOU GAVE THAT THING THE ABILITIES OF A TIME LORD?!” protested Beerus.

“And granted him speech, by the look of it!” remarked Whis in terror.

“What are you two so afraid of?!” demanded Vegeta.

“We can discuss that later, Prince Vegeta,” replied Kirby. “Right now, we have a problem.”

“Yes, Cell’s appearance in this time and how we can’t kill him or it would cause a bigger mess than the Grouping,” remarked Beerus.

“I’m surprised the Grouping’s not a myth,” remarked Vegeta.

“Oh, it’s real, Vegeta,” replied the Doctor. “It was a chronal surge that took Cell out of his time and put him here and did the same for Kirby.”

“And we gotta stop it!” declared Goku.

“And how do we do that, Kakarot?” asked Vegeta. “You know Beerus and Whis’ views on time travel! Just look at what they did to Bulma’s time machine!”

“We’ll discuss their hypocrisy later,” said the Doctor.

“Excuse me?!” snarled Beerus.

“Like I said, later,” insisted the Doctor. “Right now, Kirby and I need to work on sending Cell back as he’s the most dangerous.”

“Agreed,” said Kirby.

“Now, let’s pool our experiences,” directed the Doctor.

“Telepathically?” asked Kirby.

“Seems the best way.”

“…All right. Contact.”

“Contact.” As the Doctor and Kirby had their telepathic conference, Beerus snarled.

“Hypocrisy?!” he ranted. “Of all the disrespectful-!”

“Well, you didn’t really destroy HER time machine, Beerus,” remarked Goku.

“Watch it, Goku, or I’ll destroy you!” warned Beerus as he summoned a ball of purple and black energy. Goku wisely backed off.

“Besides, Grand Zeno has ordered that Gallifrey is untouchable, as is the society of Time Lords,” remarked Whis.

“All right!” declared the Doctor once she and Kirby were finished.

“We have an idea,” explained Kirby, “but we’ll need Bulma’s notes on her time machine.”

“What?!” yelped Bulma. “Are you trying to get me in trouble with Beerus and Whis here?!”

“You kept notes on that thing?” asked Beerus menacingly.

“They’ll be properly destroyed when we’re done, Lord Beerus,” assured Kirby. “Now, come on, Dr. Briefs. Let’s get those notes.”

“Right, come on,” said Bulma. She led Kirby to the lab. Whis and Beerus shuddered once Kirby left.

“Beastly thing!” gulped Whis.

“What’s your problem with him?” asked Goku.

“They’re afraid of what he represents,” replied the Doctor.

“I fear nothing, Doctor!” snarled Beerus.

“That’s a lie, you fear the ultimate truth that even someone like Grand Zeno is capable of a mistake and Kirby is living proof of that.”

“BLASPHEMY!” shouted Whis.

“Truth,” retorted the Doctor. “Why else would Grand Zeno look for new experiences?”

“She’s right, you know,” said Kirby as he and Bulma returned with the notes. “Now, I made sure Bulma purged every single paper relating to time travel from her computers and backups, but we need to keep these physical copies until the machine the Doctor and I will build is complete. Let’s get to work, Doctor.”

“Right.” The Doctor and Kirby got to work.

It was taking a long time and Goku and Vegeta amused themselves with sparring. The shockwaves and noises of their blows and banter caught the Doctor’s attention. “Goodness,” she said. “The Saiyan desire for dominance comes to the fore when those two play.”

“They haven’t fully gotten along,” remarked Whis. “Now, Doctor…”

“Make it quick, Whis,” directed the Doctor. “Kirby and I are busy.”

“It’s about what you said about Grand Zeno,” explained Whis. “You seriously believe even the Omni-king is imperfect like you mortals?”

“The Omni-king I heard about,” explained the Doctor, “at least during the childhood I remember, always sought new playmates because he wanted to learn about how his creations functioned. That was sometime after he destroyed six universes because of his sour mood. …But he can’t do that if his attendants are so…clinical.”

“I’ll have you know that my father is the Grand Minister,” warned Whis.

“A being that needs to improve,” remarked Kirby. “ALL beings need to improve.”

“Then why devour them before they get the chance?” asked Whis coldly.

“You’re talking as if the void my stomach is connected to acts like Hakai energy or something,” said Kirby. Whis arched an eyebrow. “…Ah, so that’s why you feared me.”

“But Fecto Elfilis-,” muttered Whis.

“He’s being subjected to an emotion he forgot about…joy. He’ll come back when he relearns it, as will all my previous enemies. Some of them take multiple attempts while others, like Susie or Magalor, rediscover that for themselves.”

“You’re saying they’re coming back?” asked Whis.

“As better versions of themselves,” confirmed Kirby. “Ask any Waddle-Dee and they’ll tell you how they came back. Gods seem to forget what makes life fun and happy, focusing too much on cosmic threats and doom and gloom. But there’s more to life than that. Heck, look at Beerus, he’s become friends with the Saiyans and I’ll bet you, deep down, he enjoys it because it reminds him what his job is supposed to be about.”

“…I suppose that IS true, but myself-.”

“You’ve become friends with Bulma, haven’t you?” asked the Doctor.

“…W-Well, yes, but-.”

“Then you’ve personally been made better,” said the Doctor. “A person is defined by more than enemies or allies. There’s something stronger than that…friends. I had to learn how to make friends outside of my family during my first incarnation and Susan proved to be the best teacher in that regard. She helped me along in eventually becoming friends with Ian and Barbara. I know, I know, their lives are brief compared to mine, but the way I see it, having worthwhile friends despite brief lives makes my own life all the more fulfilling. It looks like the same could be said for you, but your indoctrination has been holding you back.”

“B-But-!” Whis was floundering. Never, in all his existence, had he been challenged like this!

“Whis,” said Kirby, “life’s better with friends, otherwise there’s no point to existence. Now, if you’ll excuse us, the Doctor and I need to finish this thing.” Kirby and the Doctor resumed their work. Whis…just stood there for a while, then had to walk away. What they said had managed to set what he learned on its ear.

Beerus overheard the whole conversation. He pondered his next move and realized that what he had in mind would be so easy. He looked up to the sky to see Goku and Vegeta sparring as they were wont to do. “…Hmmm. …He DOES have that button,” the God of Destruction said to himself. “…Yes, I think that will do.” He then cupped his hands to his mouth. “HEY! GOKU! VEGETA! QUIT FIGHTING AND COME DOWN HERE!” Goku and Vegeta looked down…and promptly punched each other in the jaw, making them plummet down to earth. Beerus pinched the bridge of his nose in annoyance. The two Saiyans then approached Beerus.

“What’s up, Beerus?” asked Goku.

“Is it about Cell?” quizzed Vegeta.

“Goku, you still have that button Grand Zeno gave to you?” asked Beerus.

“Yeah, why?” replied Goku.

“I need to ask him something. Could you use it?”

“What could you possibly need to ask him personally, Lord Beerus?” asked Vegeta.

“That will be revealed in time,” replied Beerus. “Now, Goku, if you please.”

“It must be important if you of all people want to talk to him,” remarked Goku as he pulled out a purple circular device with a blue button on one side and a red button on the other. Goku pressed the blue button and a being the size of a child appeared. He wore light purple and white robes with gold trim, had blue skin, and his head had purple areas on each side, framing his childish face. Right now, the being was confused.

“Huh?” he asked. “What’s going on?” He looked at Goku and brightened up. “Oh! Hi Goku!”

“Hi Zenny!” replied Goku, using the being’s nickname.

“Did you want to play?” asked the being, Grand Zeno. “Because, for once, I can’t play. There’s something called the Grouping going on.”

“Actually, Lord Beerus wanted to ask you something,” answered Goku. Beerus bowed low to Grand Zeno.

“My apologies for distracting you from whatever work you were doing in response to the Grouping the Doctor is engaged with,” said Beerus.

“The Doctor? You mean the Time Lord known as the Doctor?” asked Grand Zeno. “So they’re working on the Grouping? Good.”

“Grand Zeno, the Grouping has brought the Devourer here and-.”

“Why do you call Kirby the Devourer?” asked Grand Zeno.

“…His appetite precedes him, my Lord. He’s recently gained a Copy Ability based on the Time Lords and got the ability to speak and I overheard a conversation between him, Whis, and the Doctor.”

“What was the conversation about?” Beerus then told Grand Zeno everything.

“…Bit bold of the Doctor and Kirby to say all that to an Angel,” remarked Vegeta.

“…Whis, could you come here for a second?” called Grand Zeno.

“Oh! My Lord Zeno! My apologies!” chuckled Whis as he approached. “How are you doing today?”

“Whis, it sounds like you were hit hard with the truth of the Doctor and Kirby’s words,” replied Grand Zeno. …Time stood still for Whis at that revelation.

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Doctor Who: Crossings Series 6

The Warrior’s Cell: Part 2

The group arrived at an open area near the city. “Sorry, my Lord,” said Whis, “what were you-?”

“YOU BROUGHT KIRBY!” shouted Beerus. Whis goggled when he realized his mistake.

“Oh dear!” he gulped.

“I can’t fathom how a member of an extradimensional species,” remarked the Doctor, “can be afraid of Kirby.” Before Whis could protest, the Doctor turned to Goku. “Goku, you can sense energy, yes?”

“Yeah, and he’s right ahead of us!” warned Goku, a determined look crossing his face. And he was. The Doctor arched an eyebrow, her scientific curiosity at the forefront.

“Most intriguing,” she muttered about the figure ahead of them. “Exo-skeletal structure, vague cross between a humanoid and an insect…and a stinger as well, hidden under the wings-.”

“A perfect creature,” remarked the figure, the bio-android, Cell!

“That’s relative,” dismissed the Doctor as she examined the horn-like crown. “If I didn’t know better, I’d say you were the result of the Daleks’ mutant phase.”

“You shouldn’t be here, Cell!” snarled Goku as he got into a fighting stance.

“Oh, come on, Goku,” chuckled Cell. “I can go where I wish.”

“Yeah, well it didn’t get you far now, did it?!” taunted Bulma. “This is Age 782 and-!”

“BULMA, ZIP IT!” shouted Tysar as she clamped her hand over Bulma’s mouth.

“Thank you, Tysar,” called the Doctor.

“Age 782?” asked Cell. “Wait a minute, I came from that era! Why isn’t Earth a bunch of ruins and-?! …No! No, I’m not-!”

“You are, insect,” replied Beerus as he stepped forward with the usual swagger of a god. “But I’m halfway tempted to just destroy you right here and now.”

“Insect?! You say that so derogatorily to the Perfect Being?!” snarled Cell.

“Trust me, you’re as imperfect as a human.” Beerus raised his hand. “Hakai.”

“BEERUS, NO-!” called the Doctor. Then…painful feedback ripped up Beerus’ arm.

“What in-?!” spluttered the God of Destruction. “How-?!”

“His death IS set in stone, my Lord,” reminded Whis. “Hakai can’t be used on someone who is fated to die.”

“DEATH?! IMPOSSIBLE!” shouted Cell.

“Whis, you-!” The Doctor ran her hand down her face in frustration.

“Welp, cat’s out of the bag,” remarked Bulma. “Yeah, Cell, you died in Age 767, at the hands of Gohan. He destroyed everything, right down to your nucleus. We used the Dragonballs to wish everyone back, and that included Androids 17 and 18.”

“Gohan is a coward who hates fighting!” argued Cell. “I couldn’t possibly die to him!”

“Well, believe it or not, your acceptance doesn’t matter,” said the Doctor. “Your memory of this time will be wiped and you’ll be returned to your proper point in time.”

“I don’t think so, Madam!” Cell conjured energy in his fingertips. “MAKANKŌSAPPŌ!”

“EVERYBODY OUT OF HERE!” shouted Goku. Cell fired a beam of energy with a spiral around it. Everyone except Kirby leapt out of the way. Kirby simply opened his mouth and inhaled the attack. Cell goggled at the scene in front of him. Kirby swallowed the attack and leapt into the air, spinning for a bit before a red ribbon with a star on it appeared and tied itself into a headband for Kirby. Kirby then punched the air in front of him and assumed a fighting stance.

“And the Copy Abilities come into play!” complained Beerus as Whis looked into his staff.

“It looks like, on his native Popstar, that form’s called Fighter Kirby,” remarked the angel.

“Fighter Kirby?!” asked Goku excitedly.

“Now look what you’ve done, Whis!” grumbled Beerus.

“Oh dear,” sighed Whis as he realized his mistake.

“Goku, save your fighting instincts for Cell,” directed the Doctor.

“Is he always looking for a fight?” Tysar whispered to the Doctor.

“It’s Saiyan nature AND nurture,” sighed the Doctor.

“Oh, a Saiyan. Yeah, that makes sense.” Tysar nodded as she recalled what Thal Intelligence said about Saiyans.

“You’re seriously throwing a pink puffball at me?” scoffed Cell.

“Did you not see him swallow your attack?!” protested Beerus.

“I’ll take him on!” insisted Cell as he threw a punch at Kirby…only for Kriby to roll out of the way.

“RISING BREAK!” called Kirby as he delivered an energy charged uppercut to Cell’s jaw. Cell was sent flying, much to his surprise. He caught himself in the air and goggled.

“Okay, time! Time out!” he called. “How is that pink puffball capable of that level of strength?!”

“I’d rather not explain,” replied the Doctor. “Whis, we need to retreat. He’s the exact opposite of cooperative.”

“Yes, I quite agree,” remarked Whis. The Doctor then grabbed Kirby. “Oh no! Not this time!” insisted Whis.

“Whis, get over your cowardice of Kirby and get us out of here!” snapped the Doctor.

“See here-!” protested Whis.

“Ka…me…” said Cell. Everyone looked back to see that he had stretched his arms out and cupped his hands. He then pulled the hands to the right of his waist. “Ha…me…”

“WHIS! NOW!” called Goku. Whis surrounded everyone, even Kirby, in a bubble.

“HAAAAAAAA!” Cell thrust out his hands and fired a huge stream of energy. Thankfully, the bubble vanished in time. Cell growled to himself. “So that’s a thing! …Well, I’d better fix things and not waste time on the Cell Games in this new era!

The group ended up in another part of the plains outside the city. “Not exactly ideal, but the best we can do, given the circumstances,” muttered the Doctor.

“Poyo?” asked Kirby.

“Right, we’d better fill you in, Kirby,” said the Doctor. “You see, you were taken out of your time and place, just like Cell. You came from this world’s future while Cell came from the past. We’re trying to send Cell back and wipe his mind so history can proceed as normal. With you, we don’t need to wipe your mind. …And Whis and his ‘Master’, Beerus, seem to be afraid of you, for some reason.”

“Ask Kirby about Nightmare! Dark Matter! Zero!” insisted Beerus.

“Or Dark Mind! Dark Nebula! Star Dream!” continued Whis.

“Void Termina! Fecto Elfilis! Galactic Nova!” finished Beerus.

“All of those had rather wicked ambitions, right?” asked the Doctor. “I know Fecto Elfilis did. …Kirby, did you really beat Fecto Elfilis?” Kirby nodded. “Ooh, I’d like the details!”

“Doctor, do we really have time to do that?” asked Tysar. “We still need to figure out how to deal with Cell.”

“…I should have something to help in that regard,” mused the Doctor. “But I’d need another Time Lord to help and they’re all on Gallifrey trying to help with the Grouping.”

“Then Rassilon was successful?” asked Whis.

“She asked for my help, but yes. …Wait a minute…” The Doctor then snapped her fingers. “I need to get back to the TARDIS!”

“Doctor?” asked Tysar.

“Trust me, there’s something in there we can use to solve this situation!”

“Right then, back to Capsule Corp,” said Beerus. “Whis-.”

“Good heavens, my lord! I’m not a taxi service!” complained Whis.

“Whis, please!” insisted the Doctor.

“Oh, very well. But when we fight Cell, it’s going to be Goku bringing us there.” Whis made his bubble and everyone vanished.

At Capsule Corp, a short, black-haired man with his hair pulled up to the sky and wearing blue spandex and white armor was looking around the place. “Earth Woman, where are you?!” he demanded. He arrived at the balcony and saw the TARDIS. “…What’s Bulma bought now?!” growled the man. Whis’ bubble then appeared and everyone arrived. “There you are!” snapped the man when he saw Bulma. The Doctor goggled when she saw the man.

“That’s impossible!” she whispered. “Y-You perished along with your planet, King Vegeta!”

“…You know of my people, then?” asked the man. “I’m not my father. I’m Prince Vegeta.”

“Ah, yes, the crown prince,” realized the Doctor.

“Bulma, what’s with the blue box?!” Vegeta demanded.

“That’s not mine,” replied Bulma. “That’s the Doctor’s.” She pointed out the Doctor.

“A doctor, huh?” scoffed Vegeta.

“Not A doctor, Prince,” corrected Whis. “THE Doctor. From Gallifrey.”

“WHAT?!” Vegeta goggled in surprise.

“You know about the Time Kings, Vegeta?” asked Goku.

“It’s Time LORD, Kakarot!” snapped Vegeta.

“Thank you, your Highness,” said the Doctor. “One second! Er, could someone fill Vegeta in on the current crisis?” She dashed into the TARDIS. As she searched for…whatever it was she was searching for, everyone filled Vegeta in.

“…I always thought the Grouping was a myth,” remarked Vegeta, “but if it really IS happening…”

“That’s how the Devourer got here,” shuddered Beerus as he pointed at Kirby. Whis took a step to the side.

“…Is he related to Majin Buu?” asked Vegeta.

“I don’t think so,” replied the Doctor as she came out, carrying a Time Lord Collar.

“…Erm, Doctor, what’s that uncomfortable thing supposed to do?” asked Whis.

“It’s not for me,” replied the Doctor. “Kirby, if you please?”

“Poyo!” replied Kirby as he gave up the Fighter Copy Ability. He then swallowed the collar, spun in the air, then the collar appeared on his shoulders, a skull cap fitted onto his head, and robes came out of the collar. “TIME LORD KIRBY!” called Kirby.

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Doctor Who: Crossings Series 6

The Warrior’s Cell: Part 1

It was a warm, sunny day in West City. People were going about their business as usual. Over in a large, dome shaped building, a group of people were relaxing and eating on a balcony. One of the people, a man with spiky, black hair, was chowing down with no signs of stopping. Given that his biology required a lot of calories, it was no surprise. The owner of the building, a blue-haired woman, was off to the side with a blue-skinned man with white hair. “I’m surprised you could find some time in your schedule to visit, Whis,” remarked the blue-haired woman.

“Well, Lady Bulma,” sighed the blue-skinned man, Whis, “when you serve someone like Lord Beerus,” he indicated the humanoid, purple, hairless cat with an Egyptian motif in his clothes that was napping in the sun, “you tend to have a lot of free time. Then again, a visit to your world is ALWAYS delightful when you invite us.”

“Yeah, barring any threats,” muttered the blue-haired woman, Dr. Bulma Briefs.

“I don’t know, you and your friends seem to handle them quite well.”

Meanwhile, Beerus lazily reached for something…only to realize that what he was reaching for wasn’t there. “Hm?” He lazily opened an eye. His eyes bugged out when it hit him. “HEY! WAIT A MINUTE! WHERE’S MY CASHEW PORK?!” he demanded.

“Oops! Sorry!” replied the black-haired man childishly.

“You glutton, Goku!” snarled Beerus. “That was my naptime snack! I ought to destroy you for this!”

“Oh, come on!” complained Goku. “That’s not fair! It was just so good!”

“Keep talking, let’s see how far-!” Beerus’ ear twitched. “…On second thought, there’s something that requires investigation. Whis!”

“I hear it too, my Lord,” replied Whis.

“Isn’t that the TARDIS?” asked Bulma.

“Well, with Gallifrey having come back, it’s certainly A TARDIS,” said Whis.

“Hey! Over there!” called Goku as the Doctor’s TARDIS materialized.

“What’s going on here?” mused Beerus as something more interesting than food held his attention for the moment. “Why are they coming here?”

“Well, we can always ask,” replied Whis. The TARDIS doors opened and the Doctor and Tysar stepped out.

“You took off after those readings like the Daleks were chasing us, Doctor,” said Tysar. “What’s wrong?”

“Two chronal surges centered around here according to Gallifrey, that’s what,” replied the Doctor. “That means the Grouping’s starting to get worse.”

“Ah! Lady Doctor!” greeted Whis. The Doctor looked up and goggled.

“Whis!” returned the Doctor. “And Lord Beerus! Good to see you again!” She then spotted Goku and Bulma. “And you, Goku and Bulma!”

“…I don’t think we met before,” remarked Goku.

“I KNOW we never met before,” said Bulma. “Where’s the Doctor?”

“That IS the Doctor,” said Beerus.

“Huh?!” yelped Goku and Bulma.

“Don’t you remember?” asked the Doctor. “That whole business with Frieza wanting to make a wish on the Dragon Balls but you and Amy made your own wishes, Bulma?”

“Good grief, it IS you!” called Bulma. “But how?! You’re completely different!”

“Time Lords tend to change their physical makeup when they’re about to die somehow,” replied Whis. “Now, Lady Doctor…what’s this about the Grouping? Surely it already happened?”

“…I’m afraid there’s a new one and…I’m partially to blame,” replied the Doctor. “You see, Amy was encouraged by her future to come with me, then a whole thing surrounding the TARDIS happened on Gallifrey, resulting in the TARDIS’ heart bi-generating so the old heart becomes the new Eye of Harmony-.”

“And that released its stabilization over the paradox surrounding Amy,” finished Whis, “resulting in chronal surges. I see you have a Thal with you. Does that mean Amy told her past to go with you?”

“Yes, and she’s on Mobius. Her return there is another thing that I really don’t have time to explain. I’m trying to send people back to their native times like Tysar here.”

“Hello,” said Tysar. “Turns out the frequency of chronal surges is happening faster. I got plucked from New Davius and landed in Gotham, then we had to save Martin Luther King Jr.”

“Hm, that IS a worry,” remarked Whis. He then summoned his staff out of thin air and peered into it. “Hm, You’re right, two chronal surges are on approach. One is centered around this planet, the other…I’m not too sure I-.” That was when the chronal surges washed over everyone.

“Oh heavens!” gulped the Doctor.

“They arrived at the same time,” shuddered Whis. “It really IS getting worse!”

“Doctor, what does that mean?!” asked Tysar.

“Time is unravelling,” replied the Doctor. “All we’re doing is treating the symptoms when we should be finding the cause.”

“I’m afraid I can’t help you much there,” sighed Whis as he peered into his staff again. “While that paradox surrounding Amy was the seed, I don’t think it’s your TARDIS’ old heart becoming the new Eye of Harmony that’s the source.”

“We’ll discuss those theories later,” said the Doctor. “Right now, we need to find who was taken or brought here and bring them back to their original points in space/time.”

“Now that, I CAN help you there,” smiled Whis. “It looks like no one from the present was taken. It looks like one chronal surge took someone from the past and put them here while the other surge took someone from just a few seconds in the future to right here. …It looks like that last one-.”

“Poyo?” asked a childish voice.

“Hm?” Beerus looked down at his feet…then yowled in terror and scrambled up to a higher place!

“Lord Beerus, why are you acting-?” Whis trailed off when he saw what Beerus was freaking out over. It was a pink ball with a face, stumps for arms, and big feet!

“Kirby?!” yelped the Doctor.

“LORD BEERUS, MOVE OVER!” Whis shrieked in terror as he tried to join his master.

“NO! FIND YOUR OWN BUTT SHELTER!” shouted Beerus in a panic. Everyone just stared at the God and Angel scrambling to get away from Kirby.

“…Lord Beerus, Whis, what on Earth is wrong with you?” asked the Doctor. “Kirby’s got an appetite, yes, but-.”

“Don’t you know that thing’s reputation, Doctor?!” yelped Whis girlishly.

“Doctor?” asked Kirby as he tilted his face in confusion.

“Yes, Kirby, it’s me,” replied the Doctor. “Remember when we fought the Weeping Angels on Popstar? You sucked up Rassilon’s regeneration energy and became Time Lord Kirby. And we won against the Angels too.”

“Doctor!” cheered Kirby happily as he leapt into the Doctor’s arms.

“It’s good to see you too, Kirby!” replied the Doctor happily.

“Doctor, you’re friends with a Star Warrior?” asked Tysar.

“Oh, you know about them?” quizzed the Doctor. “I met Kirby when I was on a quest for the Key to Time. I remember Kirby being a hungry boy.”

“Doctor, that pink menace eats and eats and eats! Even gods have been consumed by him!” protested Beerus. “My Hakai technique won’t do any good!”

“For your own safety, please get away from him and let me send him back!” urged Whis.

“Oh, come now!” dismissed the Doctor as she set Kirby down. “He’s not dangerous to his friends and he’s made many friends!”

“Hold on, Beerus,” said Goku, “he’s scary to you and Whis?”

“Goku, you’re not thinking of fighting that horror, are you?!” argued Whis. “Even Grand Zeno wouldn’t dare!”

“Whis, you’re just exciting Goku!” snarled Beerus.

“I wouldn’t bother picking a fight, Goku,” said the Doctor. “Kirby’s not a fighter by nature.”

“Aw!” complained Goku. “But I wanna know how strong he is!” Kirby then saw the food and gurgled happily. He then opened his mouth and inhaled! The food flew into his mouth and Kirby only stopped when it was all gone! Bulma and Goku goggled in surprise.

“That was enough to feed ten Saiyans!” yelped Bulma.

“He’s called the Devourer among us gods and angels for a reason!” called Beerus. “Now let Whis get rid of him and-!”

“Absolutely not!” defended the Doctor. “We might need him to help out with the other fellow that got caught up in the chronal surge.”

“Doctor, that’s no longer your call to make!” replied Whis. “Now move aside so-!”

“Hang on!” interrupted Goku as he looked to the north. “Something’s just popped up.”

“Oh? And what’s that?” asked Beerus. “What’s more important than getting rid of a menace?!”

“…IT’S CELL!” yelped Goku.

“What?! Cell?!” Bulma’s eyes widened in fear. “But how?!”

“Might I ask who this Cell person is?” asked the Doctor.

“A Bio-android with the DNA of Goku and all his friends!” explained Bulma. “Designed by a Red Ribbon army scientist to kill Goku!”

“But my son, Gohan, killed him years ago!” said Goku.

“Whis, can you-?” asked Bulma.

“Let me have a little looksee,” replied Whis as he looked into his staff. “…Oh my! It IS that Cell monster your son killed, Goku! It looks like he ended up in the ruins of that arena he made.”

“We gotta get there now!” urged Goku.

“And send him back to when he’s supposed to die,” remarked Beerus. “Whis-!”

“Yes, I know, Lord Beerus,” sighed Whis. He raised his staff, surrounded everyone in a green bubble, then everyone vanished.

“WAIT! YOU BROUGHT THE PINK-!” Beerus’ warning came too little, too late.

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Doctor Who: Crossings Series 2

Time’s Energy: Part 4

Goku and Frieza were still fighting as the Doctor worked to free Whis. “Doctor, what should we do?” asked William.

“Find Frieza’s quarters, for one thing,” replied the Doctor. “He must have had some back up plan in place to find the Dragon Balls should Bulma prove to be too difficult.”

“Let me see where they are,” said Rassilon as she checked the computers. She got a map of the ship and found them! “Deck A, Corridor 1! Biggest doors under the bridge!”

“Got it!” called Amy. She and William were about to head out.

“Not you, William!” called the Doctor. “I need you to monitor Whis and Beerus’ life signs!”

“In case of medical emergencies, I get it,” replied William.

“Bulma, you’d better get Amy there,” suggested Rassilon.

“I’ll keep you safe,” Amy promised Bulma as she summoned her hammer.

“Right!” agreed Bulma. The two women then dashed out of the room.

“Rassilon, can you puzzle out how Frieza’s men wired Whis up and see if the reverse order can safely release him?” asked the Doctor.

“I already have it pulled up,” replied Rassilon. “Here’s what to do…”

Amy and Bulma arrived on the proper deck and found the corridor. The doors to Frieza’s quarters were guarded. “Two of them,” said Amy.

“Now what?” asked Bulma.

“Watch.” Amy approached the two guards.

“Hold it right there!” said one of the guards.

“Sorry about this, boys,” replied Amy, dialing up her cuteness. “But could you two help me?”

“…H-Help you?” asked the other guard. “In what way?”

“Well, you see, I’m an escaped prisoner.” Amy then leapt up and slammed her hammer into one of the guard’s heads, knocking him into his partner and knocking the two unconscious.

“…What was…?” asked Bulma.

“Something I picked up from the Doctor,” replied Amy. “Come on!” She grabbed a keycard from one of the guards and used it to open the door. The room was as you’d expect from a tyrant running a galactic empire. And there, in the room, were the seven Dragon Balls!

“…Hey, maybe we should use the wishes before Frieza does!” suggested Bulma.

“How can we do that?” asked Amy.

“I’ve been finding the Dragon Balls since I first met Goku when he was a kid. I know how to do this!” Bulma approached the Dragon Balls, stopping only when she was 2 meters away from them. She then spoke in a loud, clear voice. “Rise, Shenron, and grant my wishes!” she announced. The sky outside became dark as the Dragon Balls glowed.

Goku and Frieza had taken their fight outside, continuing to shake the earth as they scored a blow on their opponent. Somehow, Frieza was keeping up with Goku’s Ultra Instinct. “What’s the matter, Goku?!” cackled Frieza. “Surprised that I can keep up? I had to learn how to counter Ultra Instinct somewhere.”

“So this new form’s supposed to be Ultra Instinct Frieza?” asked Goku.

“Something along those lines. But for simplicity’s sake, let’s just call it Ultra Frieza. And this time, I’m positive I have a better handle on it than when I first fought you as Golden Frieza.”

“I can tell. You’re not burning through nearly as much energy as quickly. You must have trained that up.”

“I still hold you responsible for making me put in the effort, Goku. The Supreme Being isn’t supposed to train.” Goku smirked.

“Why not? There’s bound to be someone higher than the Supreme Being, maybe someone stronger than Zeno’s out there.”

“And that person stronger than the Omni-king will be-!” Frieza stopped the instant the sky turned dark. “…It was the middle of a sunny after…THE DRAGON BALLS!” Frieza rocketed towards the ship!

“Already?!” yelped Goku. “But who?!”

Back in Frieza’s quarters, a stream of light burst through the hull, tearing a giant hole in it. The light then coalesced into a ninety-meter-long Chinese dragon with green scales, deer antlers, flowing whiskers on either side of his nose, and glowing red eyes! Amy goggled in awe at what she saw. “…Wow!” she whispered.

“I am Shenron, the Eternal Dragon!” boomed the dragon. “Speak your wishes three and I shall grant them!”

“Hey, Shenron, it’s Bulma!” called Bulma. “I’m actually gonna have to spend two wishes at once here because I wish for you to restore King Kai to life as well as…well, Goku says there’s a monkey and a talking cricket with him.”

“Bubbles the monkey and Gregory the Cricket, yes,” replied Shenron. “Finally getting King Kai off Goku’s back, hm? Very well, your greater wish is granted!” Shenron’s eyes glowed brighter, then dimmed to their usual brightness. “King Kai, Bubbles, and Gregory are now fully back to life. You have one wish left.”

“Thanks, Shenron!” called Bulma. “Amy, the last wish is yours.” Amy nervously looked up at the wishing dragon.

“M-Mighty Shenron,” she gulped, “I’m on a quest to find the segments of the Key to Time.”

“Ah, so that is why the Doctor retrieved Rassilon,” boomed Shenron.

“…Y-You know about-?!”

“Shenron knows almost everything,” explained Bulma.

“W-Well, Lord Shenron,” continued Amy, “the tracer goes nuts every time it points at Whis, but the Doctor said that a segment of the Key to Time can even be a living being. I only wish to know if Whis himself is the segment or if it’s an item on his immediate person.”

“A simple wish, and a good first wish for you, Miss Rose. The segment of the Key to Time that you seek in this spatio-temporal point is in the shape of the collar of Whis’ robes.”

“The collar? That makes me feel better! Thank you, Shenron!”

“With your wishes fulfilled, I shall take my leave!” Shenron then glowed as the Dragon Balls rose through the hole in the ship. Shenron then vanished and the Dragon Balls flew off in seven different directions…right as Frieza arrived.

“NO!” he shouted. “Why you females! You’ll regret denying your lord and master!”

“Saucer-ship, superiority complex,” snarked Amy. “You sure you’re not a Dalek?”

“There is ONE similarity I’ll gladly indulge in, our proclivity for genocide!” Frieza then pointed into the air and created an energy sphere that expanded!

“Oh no! That’s Frieza’s death ball!” gulped Bulma. “I heard that’s how he destroyed Goku’s birth world of Vegeta!”

“It won’t, I can assure you,” came a voice. Bulma and Amy turned to see the Doctor, Rassilon, and William arriving with Whis and a fully-recovered Beerus. Frieza gulped.

“Lord Beerus! You’re all right!” cheered Bulma.

“No thanks to that imp, Frieza!” snarled Beerus. “I take it you’re responsible for frustrating his goals?”

“Me and Amy both!” replied Bulma.

“I suppose I should thank you, but I have something else on my mind. For instance, Frieza, how did you make yourself immune to Hakai?”

“Wouldn’t you like to know?!” snarled Frieza. “Since you’ve proven to be rather passe about your duties and Zeno seems to be too interested in amusements, I thought it best to start on this path!”

“That’s the dumbest decision you’ve ever made, you entitled little bugger! You’ve proved yourself much more difficult to use Hakai on than the Daleks or Cybermen! So I’m going to have to settle for you and your ship and crew to be transported to the other side of the universe! Whis!”

“At once, Lord Beerus,” replied Whis. He tapped the end of his staff to the ground. A bright flash of light filled the air…and when everyone could see, all that was there was the cliff overlooking the ocean, Goku returning to his friends, and the TARDIS and its team.

“…Well, a literal Deus Ex Machina on the orders of Beerus, of all people,” muttered Rassilon as she dusted herself off.

“Come on, at the end of it, Rassilon,” argued Whis, “it was either him or that Skuruvian.”

“The Skuruvian, I could somewhat understand,” replied Rassilon, “but why the lazy oaf of a hairless cat?!”

“You know, I can hear you, Rassilon!” hissed Beerus.

“I hope you can!” retorted Rassilon.

“Okay!” interrupted the Doctor. “I think we all need to cool off a bit.”

“Oh! Rassilon! Could I have the tracer?” asked Amy.

“You know what the segment is?” asked Rassilon.

“Sure do! Shenron told me and Bulma!”

“…Very well,” said Rassilon. She handed the tracer to Amy.

“Sorry in advance, Whis,” said Amy. She then touched the tracer to Whis’ collar. It then turned into its original form!

“Hey, wait a minute!” protested Beerus. “What are you doing, gathering the Key to Time?!”

“A mission I was thrust into by the Black Guardian,” explained Rassilon. “He said that the universe’s balance was dipping too close to order, so it needed to be restored.”

“…Are you sure it was the Black Guardian?” asked Beerus. “Or have you finally become color-blind, Oh Founder of the Time Lords?” Rassilon looked ready to punch Beerus for that, but the Doctor held her back.

“I have to say, this adventure was a whirlwind,” remarked William.

“So was you stealing from my wardrobe!” protested Whis.

“Don’t worry, Whis,” assured the Doctor. “It’ll come back to you when we’re done.”

“I suppose there’s that consolation,” sighed Whis.

“Hey, Lord Beerus,” called Goku, “you think I could train on your planet for a bit? I need to relax somehow.”

“And what, pray tell, do you have to offer this time? Lettuce? Carrots?” asked Beerus.

“I was thinking pork roast with pineapple.”

“I’ll get it ready,” offered Bulma. “Doctor, are you guys-?” They then heard the TARDIS taking off! The Doctor and her friends had dashed inside the craft! “…How did four people-?!”

“Dimensional transcendentalism, Lady Bulma,” replied Whis. “The Time Lords were famous for making things that were bigger on the inside.”

“Good thing we’re getting away from someone that can use Hakai,” muttered the Doctor. “The old girl gets nervous around such people.”

“Any TARDIS would, they can’t survive such a technique,” remarked Rassilon. She fanned herself with her hand.

“…You okay?” asked William.

“I’m fine, William,” assured Rassilon. “Just a bit exhausted.”

“I’ll get us to our next destination,” offered the Doctor. “You all get some rest.”

“Ooh, hello bed!” sighed Amy. Everyone headed to their rooms. As she got into the privacy of her room, Rassilon checked to make sure no one was listening outside, then sat on the bed. She then looked at her hand…and golden light started pouring out of it. Rassilon shut her eyes tight, then the glow died down.

“…Not yet,” she pleaded to herself. “Not yet!”

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Doctor Who: Crossings Series 2

Time’s Energy: Part 3

The TARDIS crew as well as their new friends were led to cells while Whis was still in the lab. Rassilon and Ginyu struggled for dominance and control of the body they now shared. The Doctor, meanwhile, thought hard about how Frieza’s plan would require the Dragon Balls. William and Amy stood by while Goku tried to punch his way out and Bulma had a few choice words for Frieza’s men. “YOU THINK I’M GONNA ROT HERE FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE?!” she shouted. “WHEN VEGETA GETS BACK, YOU’RE ALL GONNA HAVE TWO SAIYANS RAMPAGING THROUGH THIS FLYING PIECE OF TIN FOIL!”

“How long has she been shouting?” muttered William.

“An hour, I think,” replied Amy. “I HAD hoped I’d get something about Frieza’s plans from Ginyu, but he’s too busy wrestling with Rassilon.”

“…Goku,” called William.

“Yeah?” asked Goku as he punched the wall to no avail.

“There are multiple sets of Dragon Balls, yeah?”

“That’s right.”

“With their own set of rules?”

“Uh huh.”

“And Ginyu said that Frieza used the Namekian Dragon Balls to resurrect him and his men,” continued William.

“Yep. Though Frieza would have had to have used the Namekian Dragon Balls twice after a year passed for New Namek,” explained Goku.

“How’s that?” asked William.

“Well, while our Dragon Balls take a year to recharge after they’re used, the Namekian Dragon Balls take only 130 days,” replied Goku. “And though the person that gathered them gets three wishes, including bringing back someone from the dead, they can only return one person at a time, regardless of how long it is. For us, we can bring back anyone as long as they’ve only been dead for a year. Any longer, we can’t bring them back. Even then, that limits our three wishes to two.”

“…And there’s only five in the Ginyu Force, right?” asked Amy, catching onto William’s logic. Bulma stopped shouting when she heard Amy’s question.

“…Yeah, there are,” said Bulma. “So what did Frieza use his sixth wish for? …Unless…”

“Information concerning the experiment he’s conducting,” finished the Doctor. “But limited information… …Of course! He needs more data! He would need the creator deity as well as a destroyer and a sort of neutral party such as Whis. But to go about combining their energies as he said…how very worrying.” The Doctor got up and started tinkering with the controls to her cell door. After a bit of rewiring, the forcefield vanished. “There.” She then went to a console and keyed in a command. All the doors unlocked. “Come on, everyone. We need to settle Rassilon’s dilemma first. Goku, be a dear and get her.”

“Right!” replied Goku. He then went to Rassilon’s cell and grabbed her.

“UNHAND ME, YOU UNSTYLISH OAF!” shouted Ginyu.

“I have to agree with the ham-actor in my head! PUT ME DOWN!” protested Rassilon.

“Will you quit squirming?!” snapped Goku. “I can’t begin to imagine what it’s like having two minds in your head!”

“That’s why Time Lords only do the telepathic thing with one another,” remarked the Doctor. They managed to get the squirming Time Lord with two minds to a lab and set her down on a table. The Doctor activated restraints.

“…Doctor, how much pain will Rassilon be experiencing?” asked William.

“Unfortunately, quite a lot,” replied the Doctor. “But we can’t exactly do anything without Ginyu’s original body.”

“Hold up, I think I see it here!” called Bulma. The body was in a stasis tube.

“Perfect! Lay him down on the opposite table!” directed the Doctor. Goku did so and the Doctor wired headsets to both bodies. “No time for sedatives,” sighed the Doctor. “Sorry, Rassilon.” She activated the machine and electricity surged through the heads. Rassilon and Ginyu screamed as the Doctor worked. After two agonizing minutes, the machine switched off and Rassilon opened her eyes slowly, groaning in pain.

“Oooogh…my head!” she complained.

“M-Mine too!” groaned Ginyu’s voice from his old body. The Doctor went to check on Rassilon.

“I’m all right now, Doctor!” insisted Rassilon.

“Gotta make absolutely sure,” replied the Doctor. She checked over Rassilon’s body. “…No signs of the regeneration process starting,” she said. “That’s always a good sign.”

“You…you put me back in my old body!” snarled Ginyu. “I can’t use my body swap ability on her again, thanks to your infernal meddling!”

“Well, if you WILL try and swap bodies with the founder of Time Lord Society-,” chided the Doctor.

“Doctor, we have other issues right now,” said Rassilon. “We have to save Whis. …And Beerus, I suppose.”

“You’re going nowhere!” shouted Ginyu as he blocked the door.

“Captain Ginyu, we don’t have time to fight you, so move!” insisted the Doctor.

“I don’t think so!” replied Ginyu. “Lord Frieza has demanded no interruptions as he gathers the Dragon Balls and-!” Amy got him to shut up…with her hammer, of course.

“…Wh-Where’d you get that?!” asked Goku.

“Fascinating,” remarked Rassilon. “The Time Lords couldn’t do that, despite our advances.”

“We’ll gawk at her ability to rearrange matter without dangerous nuclear effects later,” replied the Doctor. “Come on!” The group ran out of the lab.

Frieza stood on the bridge of his ship. “Status report of locating that Dragon Radar of Madam Bulma,” he ordered.

“Not good, my Lord,” sighed an alien. “Though we DID locate the Doctor’s TARDIS.”

“I suppose that’s as good a consolation prize as any,” sighed Frieza. “Have it brought aboard.”

“Yes, my Lord,” said the alien. Another alien then came onto the bridge.

“…You look like the proverbial Saurian Liger that ate the equally proverbial Brenchian Mouse,” observed Frieza. “What do you have to report?”

“Remember the last time we swiped the Dragon Radar?” asked the new alien.

“Yes, I recall. That led to Broly, remember?” scoffed Frieza.

“Well, our scientists had picked it apart last time after we gathered the Dragon Balls and we managed to make our own radar.”

“So you’re telling me this after no testing?”

“Forgive me for contradicting you…” the alien then produced two perfectly spherical orange crystals, one with four five-pointed stars inside it, the other with two.

“Two Dragon Balls already?!” cheered Frieza. “I underestimated your skill! How many teams went out?”

“Seven, my Lord. One for each Dragon Ball.”

“Excellent! Have them brought to my quarters! Pass it along to all the team leaders!”

“At once, my Lord.” The alien bowed and left.

“Now, as for you…” Frieza pointed a finger at the first alien.

“W-WAIT! LORD FRIEZA! I CAN-!” The hapless alien didn’t get very far as Frieza fired an energy shot from his finger and pierced the alien’s heart for failing him.

“Someone tidy up the bridge, please,” said Frieza, as if he were talking to a servant to get rid of some trash. The alarms then sounded. “Oh, what is it?!” complained Frieza.

“Lord Frieza!” called an alien. “The Saiyan and his friends have escaped! Ginyu’s back in his previous body, according to reports!”

“STOP THEM, YOU FOOLS!” shouted Frieza. “THE TIME LORDS WILL BE MAKING THEIR WAY TO FREE BEERUS AND WHIS!”

Frieza was frighteningly accurate at what the Doctor and her team were doing. They arrived at the same laboratory that held Beerus and noticed that Whis was in the same predicament as Beerus. “We’ll have to unwire them,” said the Doctor. “Rassilon, help me with Whis. He’s the higher priority in more ways than one.”

“Right,” agreed Rassilon. The two Time Lords checked out what the wires led to. “Looks like we have to be careful, Doctor,” warned Rassilon. “One wrong move would kill them.”

“Alternatively,” said Frieza’s voice as he arrived, “you could step away!”

“Frieza, what possible reason could there be to combine a Supreme Kai’s creation energy and a God of Destruction’s hakai energy?” asked the Doctor.

“To destroy Grand Zeno and his pathetic angels!” replied Frieza. “One NEEDS to be on Grand Zeno’s level to kill him!”

“Grand Zeno?” asked William.

“The Omni-king himself?!” asked Rassilon. “You fool! You’d destroy EVERY universe in the process!”

“And create new ones in my image!” laughed Frieza.

“You’ve lost your mind, Frieza!” snarled Goku. “I happen to like how Zenny and his twin are running things!”

“Well, you can’t exactly force your tastes onto a Supreme Being such as myself!” retorted Frieza. His natural and artificial armor then cracked and he exploded with energy. In the place of Frieza’s old form was someone with his face, a pale-gray body, purple gems on his scalp, shoulders, shins, and forearms. That body then grew spikes, a longer tail, and white horns around the scalp. He then turned golden as a mouth guard appeared over his face.

“…A new form of Golden Frieza, huh?” asked Goku as his hair and eyes turned silver.

“…Ultra Instinct?!” asked Rassilon.

“Something I had to learn from my dearly departed brother, Cooler!” Frieza explained in response to Goku’s question. He then rushed at the Saiyan and the battle began!

“NOT HERE, YOU FOOLS!” shouted Rassilon, but the combatants weren’t listening!

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Doctor Who: Crossings Series 2

Time’s Energy: Part 2

The five landed on the balcony of Capsule Corp and lined up. They then performed a routine starting from the ends of the line and working towards the middle.

“I’M RECOOME!” shouted the first, a humanoid with a peanut-shaped head.

“I am…BURTER!” announced the second, a blue, lizard-like alien.

“I’M JEICE!” introduced the third, a crimson-skinned humanoid with long, white hair.

“GULDO!” said the fourth, a squat, green person with a large eye on each side of his comparatively large head with a normal face in the center.

“GINYU!” finished the last, a bull-like humanoid. The five then performed a group pose.

“WE ARE THE GINYU FORCE!” they all said.

“…Go Go Power Rangers,” muttered William.

“…Ginyu,” Goku whispered to himself as he seemed deep in thought. “…I swear I heard that name before.”

“You know, I think I’ve heard about you lot,” said the Doctor, “but I thought…well, you met your maker.”

“They DID, Doctor!” gulped Bulma. “On Namek! They worked for that evil scumbag, Frieza, and-!”

“Oh yeah!” remembered Goku. “They’re the guys with the silly poses!”

“SILLY?!” argued Jeice.

“Much as I would like to catch up,” hissed Ginyu, “we’re going to need the Dragon Radar. As I understand it, a Miss Bulma Briefs designed it to key in on the electromagnetic pulse of an active Dragon Ball.”

“That’s DOCTOR Briefs to you!” snapped Bulma. “And you’re not getting it, you body-snatching freak!”

“Ah, that’s right, YOU’RE that same Bulma! I remember possessing you!” purred Ginyu.

“What happened to your old purple body?” asked Goku.

“Dead on Namek, thanks to YOU, Son Goku!” replied Ginyu. “Now, will you be surrendering the Dragon Radar, or shall my men and I indulge in some exercise?”

“And by that,” called Jeice, “he doesn’t mean lifting-!”

“Thank you, Mr. Brenchian,” interrupted the Doctor, “we all got your Captain’s message. Now, surely we can come to some arrangement. What would your master want the Dragon Radar for?”

“Well, he had to wait a few times to use the Namekian Dragon Balls to get us all back,” replied Guldo, “but it was worth it! Now with Earth’s Dragon Balls-!”

“Guldo!” snapped Ginyu.

“Why would Frieza want the Dragon Balls this time?!” demanded Goku.

“And what ARE Dragon Balls?” asked William.

“I think I’ve heard of them before, but…the knowledge eludes me,” remarked the Doctor.

“Seven orbs capable of summoning a dragon that can grant desires exactly as the one who gathered them wants,” explained Rassilon. “Descended from what we call the Zalama Planets or the Super Dragon Balls according to the locals.”

“The Zalama Planets?” asked the Doctor. “They’re just a myth.”

“They’re as real as the Key to Time, Doctor,” replied Whis. “Only life-forms that could be considered gods can use them, but smaller Zalama Planets, or Dragon Balls, can be used by mortals. Each set of seven has their limits and it seems Frieza was patient enough to use the three wishes of the Namekian Dragon Balls twice to resurrect these clowns.”

“Then Goku’s question is rather pertinent, what would this Frieza want with this planet’s Dragon Balls?” mused the Doctor.

“I see there are five pairs of idle hands here,” came the voice of an upper-class sadistic businessman. A pod floated down with a humanoid alien inside. Though the only humanoid things about it were the two legs, the five-fingered hands, and the face with a nose, mouth, and eyes like a human. The alien had a long tail, pink arms with white bone gauntlets, armor on his chest with shoulder-pauldrons jutting out, a smooth purple scalp plate, and a pair of straight horns jutting out in opposite directions from the sides of his head. The Doctor goggled.

“…Oh…So HE’S Frieza,” she muttered. “That…well, not going to lie, that puts a damper on things.”

“Lord Frieza, I assure you,” said Ginyu, “we’re not being idle!”

“Then why, pray tell-?” Frieza then spotted Whis. “…Ah, being appropriately cautious. My mistake.”

“Nice to see you again, Frieza,” greeted Whis. “Perhaps you can tell us why you need the Dragon Balls here?”

“Oh, it’s not just the Dragon Balls,” replied Frieza. “You see, YOU shall help me in a great experiment. I already have Lord Beerus with me and-.”

“That’s twice I’ve heard Beerus’ name,” said Rassilon.

“Well, he IS our universe’s God of Destruction,” replied Goku.

“ARE YOU KIDDING ME, WHIS?!” Rassilon protested at Whis.

“Well, who else was I going to pick, since you didn’t measure up?” asked Whis. “Skalvus?” At that, Frieza laughed.

“So a former candidate for this universe’s God of Destruction has come!” he said. “I must say, it’s quite humorous to see a human flail around as they continue to have ideas above their station!”

“Above you, Frieza?” asked the Doctor.

“Classy,” scoffed Frieza. “Ginyu, take them all up.”

“Yes, Lord Frieza!” replied Ginyu.

Everyone was taken aboard the ship and led to a lab. “…Doctor, how many species use saucer-shaped ships?” asked William.

“Oh, quite a lot,” replied the Doctor. “Astrans, Adipose, the Daleks, hell, us Time Lords did at one point.”

“Only our prototype TARDIS’ were saucer-shaped,” remarked Rassilon. “That was before we made the chameleon circuit. …Speaking of which, aren’t you ever going to fix yours?”

“I tried once,” said the Doctor. “I prefer the blue box. Besides, the old girl likes it anyways.” Rassilon rolled her eyes.

“Ah, here we are!” called Frieza. Inside the lab was a table with various wires attached to a subject. The person looked like an anthropomorphic hairless cat with purple skin, wearing a predominantly black, blue, and gold Egyptian-looking outfit that exposed how skinny he was.

“Beerus!” called Goku.

“It’s not often Lord Beerus is caught napping,” remarked Whis.

“Oh? Has he changed his ways?” asked Rassilon.

“…Perhaps I SHOULD rephrase that,” mused Whis. “So, what’s this experiment of yours?”

“A simple theory on whether or not creation energy and hakai energy can be blended together to one’s own ends,” replied Frieza.

“You can’t be serious,” scoffed the Doctor. “Those are two sides of the coin that makes up the universe, they CAN’T be blended.”

“Not without a certain…channel, shall we say?” chuckled Frieza. “That’s where an Angel like Whis comes in.” Whis giggled.

“I must say, Lord Frieza, that IS ambitious,” he said. “But how, pray tell, do you intend to sedate me long enough?”

“Well, for one thing, Whis…you haven’t checked your halo,” smirked Frieza. Whis blinked and looked at his halo. On either side seemed to be clamps attached to wires. Frieza pressed a button and energy surged through Whis, putting him into painful convulsions. Frieza then pulled out a strange headpiece with a red eye lens covering his right eye. He pressed a button on the headpiece and smirked as readings flashed on the lens. “And there it goes! Your power level is dropping to that of a mortal! Same technique I used with Beerus here.”

“You cease that vile experiment at once!” demanded Rassilon.

“Ginyu, that woman’s power level is higher than your current body’s,” directed Frieza. “Shut her up.”

“With pleasure, Lord Frieza!” replied Ginyu. He then grabbed Rassilon and made her face him.

“What are you going to do?!” demanded William.

“Ginyu, NO!” shouted Goku.

“CHANGE NOW!” announced Ginyu. Rassilon was frozen, almost petrified, as a spectral image of Ginyu entered Rassilon’s body. Ginyu’s body then collapsed.

“This is bad!” gulped Goku. “He’s changed bodies with her!” Rassilon’s face then formed a grin…and she made a ridiculous pose!

“And here we have it!” she announced…or rather, HE announced. It wasn’t Rassilon talking, it was Ginyu!

“What are you trying to do, you creep?!” shouted Bulma. “You let Rassilon go right now or-!”

“Hold on, what did you say that name was?” asked Frieza, his tone reaching icy levels.

“She’s Rassilon! A…what did she and the Doctor say they were…A Time King from Bramble-dee!”

“…That’s Time LORD of Gallifrey,” corrected the Doctor. “I’m surprised you didn’t run a bio-scan, Frieza. Or check to see if a TARDIS was in the vicinity of Capsule Corp.”

“…You’re lying through your teeth, Madam!” hissed Frieza. “The Time Lords are dead! The-!” At that moment, Ginyu clutched his new head in pain.

“L-Lord Frieza!” he said. “S-Something’s-!” At that moment, an angry snarl crossed the face.

“GET OUT OF MY HEAD, YOU PARASITE!” That…was NOT Ginyu!

“Of course!” realized the Doctor. “Rassilon’s mental control over her own body is greater! No one can possess a Time Lord like that, especially not the Founder of Time Lord Society!”

“…Gentlemen, scan for a TARDIS in the vicinity,” Frieza ordered his men. “If this woman is telling the truth, then the Daleks missed a spot as I did with the Saiyans!”

“Frieza, I would advise against stopping us,” urged the Doctor. “We have a quest to complete and-!”

“Lord Frieza, there IS a TARDIS!” called an alien. “Specifically, the one that looks like a blue box!” An image of the TARDIS appeared.

“Doctor!” gulped Amy.

“…So, you’re this so-called Doctor?” asked Frieza.

“…I was a bit of a mustached old man when we met, but yes,” replied the Doctor. “I believe it was the Battle of Planet Frost.”

“So it IS you, Doctor!” hissed Frieza. “Oh, I’ll take great pleasure in finishing what the Daleks started!”

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Doctor Who: Crossings Series 2

Time’s Energy: Part 1

It had been a few days in the TARDIS since the Doctor and her crew retrieved the first segment of the Key to Time. Rassilon had just gotten up and put her dress on, pinning her hat to her hair when she finished. She grabbed her parasol and strode to the console room. As usual, the Doctor was tinkering with the console’s internal mechanisms. “Must you constantly fiddle with the TARDIS?” asked Rassilon.

“You know me,” replied the Doctor. “Always tinkering.”

“Doctor, it’s working perfectly right now,” argued Rassilon. “Your constant manipulations make it land somewhere other than where you want it to go.”

“Oh, that’s been a staple of the Type 40’s. Besides, the old girl likes it.”

“That doesn’t mean it’s necessary to-!” The console beeped.

“Ah, that would be the tracer, finally locating the second segment,” said the Doctor. “Could you rouse Amy and William, Rassy?”

“You will address me as Rassilon, Doctor!” hissed Rassilon. “And I’m not your maid!” She still stormed off to Amy and William’s bedrooms while the Doctor checked the instruments.

“…Oh…” she said. “…It’s there. …Well, that’s alarming. Didn’t want to go to THEIR territory.”

The TARDIS landed in a darkened room. The only light was from the lamp at the top as it flashed until the TARDIS fully materialized in the room. The crew then stepped out with Rassilon pointing the tracer in front. “Can’t you let others try it?” asked the Doctor.

“I was entrusted with it, I’ll use it, thank you,” replied Rassilon. The tracer crackled. “…It’s somewhere in this building, we know that. …But where?” At that moment, they heard voices.

“I’m telling you,” said one, “that radar has to be around here!”

“Well, are you absolutely sure about that?” asked another. “Lady Bulma wasn’t particularly sure of where she put it.”

“Well, where else would you put the important stuff?” asked the first voice. “It’s where Chi Chi puts our money stuff.”

“You mean the tax forms? I’m pretty sure there’s a file cabinet in there, though I’ve never-.” The two speakers then entered the room. One was a muscular man in an orange and navy fighting suit with no sleeves and black, messy hair, the other was a pale-blue skinned man with long white hair pulled up, burgundy robes with a black collar, and a large, blue ring floating around his neck. The Doctor and Rassilon goggled.

“Doctor, is that-?!” asked Rassilon.

“Sure looks like one!” replied the Doctor.

“Well, this is certainly a surprise,” chuckled the pale-blue man. “Just who, pray tell, are you?”

“Whis, is that really you?!” asked Rassilon.

“…You know my name, Madame?” quizzed the man. He then looked at the brooch and hat pin Rassilon wore. “…Ah, it’s been a while since I read Circular Gallifreyan. …Wait, why, madame, do you have that madman’s name on your hat pin?”

“Whis, it’s me! You know, the one who spoke to you about the Time War’s end, though how you said it was undefined.”

“Ah, so it IS you, Rassilon,” sighed Whis. “The only reason I said that was because of a Time Lock that was erected during the last day of the Time War. Why did you set that up?”

“She didn’t,” answered the Doctor. “I did. I thought I was destroying Gallifrey at the time.”

“Erm, scuse me!” called the other man. “Sorry, little lost here. Um, Whis, how do you know them?”

“Oh, they’re Time Lords from the lost planet of Gallifrey,” replied Whis. “At least, that’s the case for two of them. Though I can’t say as I understand why two people from different time periods are here.”

“Oh, that’s a habit of the Doctor’s, picking up strays like that,” scoffed Rassilon.

“Not strays, friends!” argued the Doctor.

“Okay, we’re all a little lost here!” called William. “How about we introduce the rest of us? Starting with me! I’m Dr. William Davies from 21st century Earth.”

“And I’m Amy Rose from the colony world of Mobius,” said Amy.

“Oh, Sonic the Hedgehog’s biggest fan, I see,” chuckled Whis. “Well, I’m Whis, the attendant for the God of Destruction of Universe 7. You know, Rassilon once was a candidate for being a God of Destruction, but she turned it down once Omega was lost.”

“I’m sure,” remarked William. He looked at the spiky-haired man. “…You’re taking it all in stride.”

“Well, this isn’t exactly the strangest adventure I went on,” replied the man. “I’m from another planet myself and I’ve fought in a tournament with other champions from other universes!”

“You seem a bit eager for combat,” remarked the Doctor. “So you’re not human? What planet are you from?”

“Planet Vegeta,” replied the man. “I’m a Saiyan!”

“So you’re a survivor of the Vegeta Calamity,” said Rassilon.

“Yep! My Saiyan name’s Kakarot, but you guys can call me Goku!” The Doctor’s eyes went wide.

“Son Goku?! The Super Saiyan?!” she asked.

“Hey, what’s all this?!” shouted a woman’s voice. There was a turquoise-haired woman standing in the door. “Goku, what the hell are you doing in my bedroom?! Is your instant transmission on the fritz again?!”

“No, no! Nothing like that, Bulma!” replied Goku. “I was just looking for the Dragon Radar and-!”

“Well I don’t keep it here! Why didn’t you check the lab?! And what are you doing here, Whis?!”

“Oh, just being a voice of reason for Goku as usual,” replied Whis. “Also welcoming our Time Lord friends here.”

“Time Lord?” asked Bulma, her anger replaced with confusion.

“That would be us, Miss…” said the Doctor.

“I’m Bulma, and you are?”

“Oh, I’m the Doctor. That’s William, Amy Rose from Mobius, and Rassilon.”

“How about we all step out of the room and perhaps chat,” suggested Whis. “I must admit, I’m a little curious as to what you’re doing here, Rassilon.”

Everyone made it outside and were served tea. Rassilon sighed happily. “…Have to admit, tea is one of the greater inventions of humanity Time Lords couldn’t hope to replicate.”

“One of the reasons I like humans,” chuckled the Doctor. “Now, I’m sure you want to know why we’ve landed here, Mr. Whis.”

“I would like an answer, yes,” replied Whis. The Doctor turned to Rassilon.

“Well? You kick-started this quest,” she said. Rassilon sighed.

“I had a run-in with the Black Guardian,” she explained. “The universe is drifting too close to order and stagnation and I have to round up all six segments of the Key to Time to restore the balance.”

“The universe IS drifting too close to stagnation, as you said,” remarked Whis, “but are you sure it was the BLACK Guardian that sent you on that quest?”

“Their clothes for their mortal disguise were black, their voice was booming, they introduced me to pain as a taste of what would come should I fail, I’m positive it was the Black Guardian.”

“That sounds like the Black Guardian, all right,” said Whis. “But restoring the balance?”

“Yes, that’s not the Black Guardian’s MO,” confirmed the Doctor.

“And I never went on a quest for the Key to Time,” continued Rassilon, “but the Doctor did. I converted a bowship into a time vessel (forgoing the dimensionally-transcendental interior) and sought the Doctor’s TARDIS. I found it and told her of my plight-.”

“Then I took pity on her and we all found one segment so far,” said the Doctor.

“Then you have the Core of the Key to Time?” asked Whis.

“Right here,” confirmed Rassilon as she pulled out the tracer. It then crackled rapidly. Rassilon waved about a bit, confirming that the rapid crackling happened only when it was pointing at Whis. “…It’s somewhere on your person,” she said.

“Well, that’s quite unusual,” remarked Whis.

“It’s either an object on his person,” said the Doctor, “or Whis himself is the segment.”

“How’s that possible?” asked Amy.

“It’s not uncommon,” replied the Doctor. “I did say that the segments could be anything or anyone.”

“What if Whis IS the segment?” asked Bulma.

“Well, Beerus won’t have an attendant for a while,” replied Whis, “my father would seek vengeance on the Doctor for daring to overpower an Angel, and Universe 7 would-.”

“Hang on, did you say Beerus?!” asked Rassilon. “He’s not-?!”

“I got it!” called Goku as he finished off his snack…or rather, three-course meal. Those not used to Saiyans goggled at how quickly he finished off that meal as if it were a snack.

“…H…How…?” faltered William.

“I thought Sonic had a big appetite!” gulped Amy.

“I heard Saiyan metabolism was high, but I didn’t think it was THAT high!” yelped the Doctor.

“What is it, Goku?” asked Bulma.

“Well, it kind of ties into why I was looking for the Dragon Radar in your bedroom, Bulma,” replied Goku. “I finally remembered that King Kai wanted to be returned to life, but we can use the second wish to figure out if this key thing IS Whis or just something he has on him right now!”

“Erm, wish?” asked William.

“Whis, what is Goku talking about?” asked Rassilon.

“Well, you ARE familiar with-?” Whis’ question was interrupted by a sound overhead. A circular shadow then hovered over the Capsule Corp Compound. Everyone looked up to see a flying saucer hovering menacingly over the city! A group of five then flew out of the saucer and landed. “…Now how on earth did THEY come back?” muttered Whis.