Dragon Ball Z: Hell's Mutilators: Amon the Wrathful

Dragon Ball Z:

Hell’s Mutilators: Amon the Wrathful

SNAKEWAY. YEMMA’S OFFFICE. YEMMA IS FILING PAPERS. 10:45 AM.

King Yemma: -slams his fist onto his desk, his coffee spilling some- I can’t believe this!

Baba: What is the matter, Yemma? The demons asking for something again?

King Yemma: -wipes the coffee off of his papers- Yeah. They want to be given more protection. Protection? This is hell! You are demons! You’d think they’d be more grateful that they aren’t cleaning the blood fountain every day!

Narrator: King Yemma and Baba were having their usual conversations about otherworld. Hell, Heaven, Snakeway, that sort of thing. They usually agreed on comments made by the other when they reviewed papers of requests or complaints. Every once in a while though, they would argue.

King Yemma: (sighing) Now they want me to do something about the weather there. They say it’s gotten colder and hotter in random patterns? What?”

Baba: -looks bewildered- That doesn’t sound very important.”

Narrator: But it was. For, they couldn’t have done anything to stop these odd changes in weather from happening. At least, not where they were. For, something deeper, much more terrifying than simple climate change was going on. Somewhere, deep in hell, there lay the most powerful and dangerous creatures known only to the Kais. And even to the Kais, these creatures were so old and powerful their secrets and all knowledge of them were long forgotten.

EARTH. EAST DISTRICT 149. GOKU & GOHAN ARE TRAINING. 10:37 AM.

-Goku and Gohan are moving at speeds seen only by a slow-motion camera-

Goku: -jumps back- Wait! –Gohan stops- Did you feel that?

Gohan: What?

Goku: -relaxes and looks around- It just got… Colder.

Gohan: What do you mean? I don’t feel anything.

Goku: Yeah, you’re probably right. I think we’re done for the day when I start feeling cold when it isn’t.

Gohan: Okay. As long as we agree I won.

EARTH. CAPSULE CORP’S GRAVITY CHAMBER. TRUNKS & VEGETA ARE TRAINING. 10:56 AM.

Vegeta: C’mon, son! Kakarrot’s child wouldn’t be this slow!

Trunks: Yes he would! For the last time I’m stronger! Besides, you turned the gravity too high!

Vegeta: You should be able to do this, child!

-Trunks powers up to Super Saiyan and walks around-

Vegeta: NO! That is cheating!

Trunks: You made no rule against it! –walks over and picks up an apple-

Vegeta: (growls) Whatever! Super Saiyan won’t help you all the time!

Bulma: -returns gravity to normal- Time to eat!

HELL. FIELD. TWO DEMONS ARE TALKING. 11:27 AM.

Demon 1: I’m tellin’ ya duke, Yemma’s never gonna do anything bout’ this!

Demon 2 (Duke): Shut up, Kay, It’s better to try.

Demon 1 (Kay): But this is the third letter.

Duke: He probably just gets them late. Besides, it’s getting worse.

HELL. UNKNOWN PRISON-LIKE BUILDING. SHOWS A LARGE, CYLINDRICAL ROOM WITH A PILE OF CHAINS IN THE MIDDLE, GUARDS PATROL AROUND IT STARING AT IT. 7:00 PM

-zooms in on the pile of chains. A flash of red, and two red slits appear in the darkness of the chains. A low growl is heard-

???: I will kill you all… !ore to come on May 1st!