(Sometime later)
For the battered and wounded Z-warrior, getting to Kami's Lookout was a piece of cake. It's what came immediately afterwards that turned out to be somewhat of a problem.
As expected of one of their group's most valued and trusted members, Dende was able to perform a brilliant patch job on each and every one of the fighters. While those with the most glaring injuries took a little bit longer to heal than the others, once the process was completed, every single member of the team that'd been involved in the day's tussle came out of the treatment looking better than ever.
However, when the young Namekian performed his magic on Gohan's comatose form, the teenager didn't regain consciousness.
Initially this news had Videl and a couple of the other group members panicking. But after Piccolo explained to them that Gohan was possibly experiencing some sort of temporary relapse from his sudden transformation and was just powering down for a little while, the others relaxed. Dende also concurred with this analysis and informed the team that their friend would be up and about sometime in the next couple of days.
This all then led to the group's second and possibly biggest concern, and that was fixing up all of the damages caused by Set.
Now, while making repairs to parts of the universe wasn't exactly their area of expertise, the Z-fighters still knew that it this was their responsibility and that many innocent people had been killed in the wake of the goddess's revival. This being the case, the next step that they would take immediately following the battle's end was grab the dragon radar from Bulma's place, go for a quick hop around the planet, gather the orange globes, summon the mystical beast, and have Shenron fix everything up. The routine was quick and simple. But that's when their next problem soon came up.
It's been less than a year since the Zeru incident and the sacred treasures hadn't been given enough time to power up since their last usage. That meant that they were unable to bring back any of the people that'd been killed during Set's rampage or recreate any of the galaxies that'd been wiped out. Almost instantly after hearing this news, the can-do members of the group quickly found themselves stuck in front of a wall.
But then, from out of the blue, a miracle happened.
The battle between Gohan and Set had been such an explosive hit that almost the entire universe had tuned in to watch the conflict. Intergalactic empires and civilizations aside, almost every single authoritative figure up in Otherworld had also been in attendance of the battle and, just as the Z-fighters were in the process of figuring out what to do next, King Kai decided to make his contribution to the struggle.
Through efficient telepathic contact with the overseer of the Northern Quadrant, the Z-fighters were able to rally the people of the distant Namek and have the elder of the far off world summon Porunga to mend all of the damages. Granted the dragon was slightly miffed about having to bring back several galaxies, which took a substantial amount of time and energy, it was easy for him to bring back the people that'd been killed by Set and her minions.
Thankfully, the Namekians had had ample enough time over the last seven years to improve upon their dragon balls and make Porunga's wish-granting abilities more wholesome. The only downside to this system was that, because of the enormity of the wishes, the dragon balls of Namek would be out of commission for an even longer period of time. But as long as the dragon was able to fulfill the group's requests, then that was good enough for them.
Once the deed had been done and all of the damages had been repaired, King Kai signed off and allowed the Z-fighters to return to their business.
Across the sweeping fields of Grand Kai's planets, all of the people that had gathered to watch the conflict with Set were standing behind the blue-skinned trainer and guardian; watching and waiting for the good news. When they heard the man exhale in relief and turn to face them with a smile on his face, the crowd knew instantly that it was all over.
Seeing the expectant look on Goku's own visage drew a nod from the martial arts master. "It's done. The wishes have been made and everything is back the way it was."
With that announcement, feelings of relief and joy appeared on everyone's faces. A clamor started up amongst the warriors in training, all of whom turned to each other and conveyed their reactions over the entire ordeal. The Kais were also pleased, with the Grand Kai nodding his head in approval, as not only had his planet been restored to its rightful state in the celestial plains, but he'd also been present to witness one of the greatest martial arts fights he'd ever seen.
Needless to say, every single person across the cosmos who'd been able to watch the battle from afar had been moved in some way by the epic conflict.
Goku, unable to contain himself, threw his fists into the air and cheered loudly, overjoyed by his son's victory. Once he was done whooping and laughing his heart out, his gaze quickly turned downwards to see King Kai standing beside him with a jolly look of his own in play.
This quickly drew a grin from the spiky haired warrior as he lifted his head with pride, "Well? Didn't I tell yah that my son could do it?"
The short guardian chuckled and raised a hand in consent, "Yes, yes. I know. You told me." Lowering it slowly, the North Kai's glasses flashed as he craned his head towards his apprentice. "It was a close one, but your son managed to pull it off."
Deciding to be a little bit cheeky, Goku chuckled and tilted his head, "Is there anything else you want to say?"
"Well… aside from telling you to wipe that smug look off of your face, I guess the only thing that's left to say is your kid is one hell of a fighter," King Kai exclaimed, regarding his student with a momentary air of reverence as he brought his hand back around. "With his track record, I have no doubt that he'll become an amazing warrior by the time he reaches your age."
This particular piece of wisdom drew a nervous laugh from the already well-seasoned Saiyan, "Oh yeah. Man. If he's this strong now as a teenager, I can't wait to see what he'll be like all grown up."
Grinning, the short Kai then looked across the sweeping valleys surrounding them. Looking past the dead warriors celebrating the defeat of the goddess and the Grand Kai who could be seen inspecting the ground with his foot, both Goku and King Kai stood side by side and basked in the moment of victory.
"Honestly… I think my son's already grown up," the adult male said with assurance projected from his voice.
King Kai grinned, "Well… he's still in his late teens. Give him a couple more years. This isn't something you want to rush, you know."
"Yeah. No problem." Goku chuckled in agreement.
By the time the fields had cleared and all the Kais had returned to their posts, the universe was right back to where it started.
Once all of the reconstruction had been finalized and the lives that'd been lost that day had been restored, the Z-fighters also returned to earth to carry on with their lives. Not only did they take with them the memories of the most outstanding battle they'd ever fought, but they also returned home stronger than they ever were before.
This went double for the Saiyans, one of whom would not be moving for some time…
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(Meanwhile)
Back at the dig site in the Giza Necropolis, the unconscious Haruko lying sprawled out on the sands groaned when she heard the sound of muffled voices echoing in her head. At least she thought it was in her head, until her vision started clearing up and the blue of open sky began filtering in.
Light and shadows slowly crept across her vision as the dazed blonde batted her eyes and shook her head to hasten her recovery. When the silhouettes crossing her line of sight morphed into faces and the collection of sounds formed into coherent words, the archaeologist was soon back in the land of the living.
"Hey. Haruko. You okay?"
As it turns out, the people she originally thought had been killed were also with her.
Eyes widening when she realized Clyde's face was staring down at her, the once out-cold scientist bolted upright with a gasp. She then groaned a second later when her world swayed and she made a note not to sit up so quickly again. When her brain stopped bobbing enough to regain its bearings, the woman looked across to see her grinning colleague staring back at her and the rest of the dig crew wandering about, wondering what the hell was going on.
"Hey there, chief. How're you feeling?" Clyde asked, placing a hand on the woman's shoulder.
"Huh? What?" Haruko mumbled, looking around with wide eyes to see the pit she was lying in, as well as the tomb sitting open beside her. "W-W-What happened?"
"You fainted chief. We all did," the man explained, pushing his hardhat up his head before gesturing towards the stone monolith next to them. When the woman's eyes landed on the hieroglyphic covered crypt, her co-worker continued speaking. "I just had a chat with some of the boys who were around at the time. Apparently there was some kind of hallucinogenic gas trapped inside the tomb that combusted when it was exposed to the air and sent us all on a wicked acid trip before knocking us out. When we came too, we were all lying across this place with splitting headaches. Pretty freaky, huh?"
"F-Freaky," Haruko mumbled, blinking several more times as she looked upon the stone crypt. When Clyde offered her a hand, she was promptly helped to her feet. Dusting herself down and making sure she still had everything attached, she then set her gaze back onto the ancient monolith. "So… it was … all a dream?"
"Yeah. And man, was it a doozy," Clyde whistled, shaking his head while also sparing a glance at the vault. "I dreamt I was cut to pieces and ended up following this long road down to some sort of temple over an ocean of yellow clouds. When I got there, I my mum and dad in a waiting room, and we all had a great time catching up. I'm telling yah, boss, it was super weird." Allowing for a moment of silence, the main digger nodded his head once before clapping the still befuddled woman on the back. "Anyway, it's all over now. We'd better get back to work. These boulders won't be moving themselves."
Upon informing her of their next course of action, the worker turned heel and ambled his way out of the crater, determined to get his staff back on track. As order was slowly restored to the area and the members of the dig crew were herded back to their posts, Haruko took a minute to think back on all the events that'd transpired before her sudden folly into the realm of unconsciousness.
When memories of the slaughter flashed through her head, including a pillar of blue fire and four human-dog warriors, the blonde archaeologist swallowed nervously and, approaching the old tomb, placed her hand against its surface. After running it over the hieroglyphics and outlines of the figures, while also sparing a glance back over at all the people who'd been involved in the incident, the woman's mind slowly came to rest and a suspicious look formed on her face.
"A dream, huh?" Haruko whispered, before a scoff left her lips and she brushed her hand dismissively across the crypt, her eyes landing on the switch she remembered accidently pushing in. "Yeah right."
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