Mad at ISH for destroying the dragon radar, Piccolo flies towards dab's lair...

It was towards that area the radar was pointing to - one of the 3 last dragon balls sure is there.

While zipping through the skies like a rocket, many thoughts come to his mind: 1-get the 3 lasting dragon balls, 2-become a super fighter or immortal and 3-kill ISH and Sword Bearer. However, all his plans of world conquest are suddenly halt thanks to the lame ISH intermission. Damn you!

The landscape below constantly changes, from tropical forests to sand deserts, from high-tech areas to icy wastelands. All the while, Piccolo tries to imagine how the hell will he be able to get all the dragon balls without a dragon radar...

He can't do nothing but think about it. Then, in the white horizon he sees a familiar figure walking happily along with some fresh fish. Piccolo lands right in front to the tiny creature: billy chilly's pet penguin - Chilli Willy!

The penguin has a surprised look. He slowly turns its head up to contemplate Piccolo. He then offers some fish to the namekian, to what it receives just a cold look.

-Lead me to your master, creature! - Piccolo speaks - He's got loads of high-tech junk, maybe even some wireless communication device so I can contact Bulma there in Japan. I'll ask her to make me a new dragon radar.

After hearing all silently with a perplexed look, the penguin in turn offers Piccolo some fish again.

-American cartoons... - Piccolo stares the penguin... And looks around trying to find billy-chilly's hideout...

ps- billy chilly says: Piccolo, if you want to borrow some of my techno-junk, you have to offer me something in return. How do I know you're motives? I'm afraid I can't tell you that. . . hahah, Bwahahaha, AHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!

It looks like a normal igloo, but with tech junk everywhere. Piccolo stands still next to the entry. He can sense the danger of this apparently calm scenery. Maybe some rocket launchers hidden in the ground?

- You psycho! Ok, if you so wish I can offer you my skills to open a hole in the FN crystal with a Makakosappo blast. That's as far as you can get! - Piccolo proposes.

As nobody answers, Piccolo walks in the direction of the entrance, when the ground beneath him explodes! Stunned, but hardly hurt, Piccolo menaces: "Ok, kid! I'll enter in there for good or bad!". When he's about to crouch and enter another explosion takes place. In a defensive position, when the dust clears Piccolo discovers the attacks weren't set by billy-chilly.

Right in front of him is the war-borg SimBen.

- I need to use a computer terminal to become Matrix. - he speaks.

- Get in line. - Piccolo replies.

SimBen points the Alien Gun at Piccolo, to what Piccolo gets in defensive position. In this very moment, a video monitor stands up from the ice ground and the face of billy-chilly is displayed. He speaks: "Neither of you will touch any of my devices! But maybe you 2 could turn out to be some interesting specimens." The 2 beings were still staring at the screen when the ground suddenly opened. Piccolo hovers over the air and SimBen teleports to an adequate location.

As the ground is opened it reveals a vast and deep scientific techno complex beneath the icy wasteland. Was this the work of the kid alone? Or was it some old and alien civilization's doing. Staring at each other with surprise, Piccolo and SimBen start going down into the huge complex, seeking for ways to accomplish their objectives.

In his hideout, several layers below, the punk kid laughs, aware of every move their opponents do - unaware of the devilish techtraps inside the complex...

Did I see Mulder in there? Sword Bearer asks.

-- Mulder, look! - Scully points up to the gigantic dome opening.

-- An opening, at last! -- Mulder replies... -- I told you we'd be able to exit this alien complex, Scully...

Scully shakes her head, in disagreement -- How many times i've gotta tell you, Mulder: aliens don't exist! This is the work of some forgotten old civilization or something and...

Before she can complete the statement, Piccolo lands before her.

-- Excuse me. - he says - have you 2 came down from below?

Fox and Scully shakes their heads affirmatively with rather incredible looks in their faces. SimBen teleports right before their eyes and asks: "Do you know where I can find some computer terminal?"

Piccolo, furious, touches SimBen in the shoulder: "After me, you piece of junk!". SimBen takes Piccolo's hand and launches him towards the open dome, but Piccolo is almost at him in a few seconds. A furious combat take place and the sounds of metallic punches echoes throughout the dome...

-- Scully, let's get out of here.

-- Ahn... yes... -- Scully has almost no voice...

They begin to go up, while the 2 beings continue the slaughter. Suddenly, before them appears a computer monitor and a punk teen begins to speak: "Ok, you 2 can go now. I've got 2 new specimens to have fun with. It was good to have you 2 testing my techtraps for awhile, but I need some real challenge that only those 2 will be able to eventually win out. Thank you for the good moments. And hey, let's make one last game. It'll be this way: I'll close the dome now so that you got just a few minutes to reach the top and be free. What do you think? Am I baaad or what?" He then interrupts the transmission. Looking at each other without understanding what the hell is going on, they suddenly sense a deep rambling as the dome slowly begins to close.

-- Quick, Scully, we've gotta get out! -- Mulder shouts.

Quickly moving between lot's of junk and metal walls - some minor traps here and there - they are almost there when Scully looks down at the 2 being making a mess below.

-- Scully, give me your hand! -- Mulder asks.

The dome completely close with a huge metallic noise. The 2 perplexed FBI agents stand there, without a word.

When Mulder is about to speak, Scully make him silent.

-- Don't you spill a word. - she says, looking at the igloo in front of them. - I know what you're going to say: aliens do exist and they are among us. But let me explain my theory: we are in the Artic region and somehow the low temperatures activated some kind of hallucination into our brains, to what...

And she goes on and on...

Piccolo and SimBen stood in the frigid chamber, examining their poorly lit surroundings. A monitor lowers from the ceiling, once again displaying billy chilly's face.

"Boys, boys, listen up. I've decided to cut a deal with the two of you." bil-chil announced over a crackle of static.

"What?" Piccolo snapped.

"The two of you will fight, right here, in this room. The winner gets access to my one of my creations. Keep in mind, SimBen, the rest of the chilly hilly complex is atomically shielded, which means any funny teleportation stunts will be in vain. Also note that the two of you are more than able to exit the compound through the rift in which you entered. Of course, the first to exit automatically forfeits any chance at borrowing my stuff." "Oh, and one more thing-"

"What now?!" Piccolo barked.

"You may want to keep an eye on that 18 ft tall pile of robo-junk stomping towards you. That's B.I.G Bird, I had to discontinue it because, well, he exhibits some "psychotic tendencies." You'll see in a minute. . ."

Piccolo and SimBen both turn and look to see a mechanical monster, no less than 18 ft tall, slowly powering on. Its head turned, and a pair of large round eyes cast a blinding red light over SimBen and Piccolo.

"Have fun, kids! hahahahah. . Ahahahah! BWAHAHAHAHAHAH AHAHAHA!!" billy chilly howled manically.

While SimBen and Piccolo square off in the Chilly Hilly,
Billy Chilly is elsewhere with his pal, Chilly Willy...
Eating a mound of hot dogs prepared with Billy's Chili,
Waiting for the battle to begin in Chilly Hilly.

SimBen and Piccolo drop into fighting stances,
The Insane Space Hunter watches from the sky in the most distracted of his trances...
Kejardon grabs popcorn and watches as SimBen advances,
Then Piccolo opens up, firing off electric lances.

SimBen dodges Piccolo's flying Ki, Then starts to move his hands really fast, much like Bruce Lee...
He strikes with lightning quickness, but Piccolo won't flee,
For he takes a few but gets hit somewhat though he blocks others handily.

Sword Bearer joins the Hunter and Kejardon, observing,
Piccolo strikes SimBen with a blast, perhaps deserving...
Billy Chilly laughs, the sound perhaps unnerving,
As Piccolo stops flat-footed, damage no longer is he serving.

In the respite, SimBen's can regain his feet,
And fires his own weapon, the blast a pyrotechnic treat.
It catches Piccolo in the chest, knocking him down to the street,
that B.I.G. Bird rumbles along, packing a lot of heat.