Goku and the Olympians

Chapter 1: Divine Intervention

The world was marginally in a state of calm after the destruction of Kid Buu. With everyone on Earth being brought back to life by the Dragon Balls, there were no such planetary threats needed to be dealt with by the Z Fighters and life simply went back to being as normal as it will ever be. However, the adult Saiyan warrior responsible for said peace felt somewhat empty inside for a multitude of reasons. One being the untimely death of his wife and childhood sweetheart, Chi-Chi.

"Chi-Chi…" Goku depressively recalled as he sat on the wooden roof of his humble abode, gazing at Mt. Paozu's surrounding horizon. Even though Goku only married the Ox Princess because of a promise he accidently made as a naïve 12-year-old, it still seemed like a part of him was forcefully torn apart before his very eyes. He couldn't eat right, sleep properly, or even do the most important thing in his entire career as a martial artist: fight! Sure, he was infuriated by both of Krillin's deaths, but that was only because he had the power to prevent those situations from happening. Deep down, he knew that his best friend would be wished back sooner or later. Chi-Chi, on the other hand, died from an undisclosed illness he couldn't see coming or have any sort of control over. The mother of his children was truly gone for good and it broke him in ways he didn't think were humanly possible for a dense musclehead like him.

"I…I wish I could have been there for you, Chi. I'm sorry I didn't realize that before…before…" Goku muttered regretfully, cutting himself off as a misty tear streaked down his cheek. He rubbed his eyes before more droplets of liquid could fall and lightly elevated from the house's rooftop. As he rose higher up in flight, the adult student of Master Roshi gazed down at his adoptive grandfather's shrine. Goku smiled lightly at the memories it represented, thinking back to the first time he met Bulma and how their search for the Dragon Balls inadvertently led to his introduction to Chi-Chi. Not wanting to dwell on the past, Goku sighed heavily and placed two fingers on the bridge of his nose in preparation for Instant Transmission.

"I need someone to talk to. Maybe King Kai will have some advice." Goku whispered tiredly, hoping to get his mind off of Chi-Chi for just a short while. With that thought, he closed in on the Lord of Worlds' ki signature and swiftly vanished into nothingness.

Wanting to give his father some much-needed space, Goten was put under the care of the newly married Gohan and Videl until further notice. All three of them were invited to West City's Capsule Corps. in order to discuss the aforementioned elephant in the room and figure out a way for Goku to properly cope with his wife's death. Mostly all of the Z-Fighters were summoned there by the unarguable blue-haired behemoth that was Bulma, much to Vegeta and Piccolo's immense chagrin. They situated themselves around the dining area, only a few of them having the luxury of sitting down at the kitchen table. Nearby, Goten, the splitting image of Goku's younger self, sparred with Trunks in their Super Saiyan forms while the daughter of Krillin and Android 18 happily watched.

"So, how's Goku holding up?" Bulma sympathetically asked the half-Saiyan scholar whilst resting both hands on her lap. Gohan took off his wide-rimmed glasses and set them down on the table, brushing his spiked black hair uneasily.

"Not good. Goten said he hasn't eaten a decent meal in weeks." Gohan sighed morosely. A theoretical pin dropped throughout the room as the world's greatest fighters audibly gasped in absolute terror. Vegeta, leaning on the furthest wall with his arms crossed, growled angrily at this unfortune news.

"Did I hear that right?! Goku hasn't been eating?!" Krillin gulped in disbelief, his skin noticeably paling.

"Are you sure Buu didn't destroy the world?!" Yamcha lightly joked in reactionary horror of this odd occurrence. Vegeta, his temper far passed its boiling point, rose his energy to drown out the mindless ramblings of everyone else and slammed a gloved fist against the wall. The purveying crowd immediately silenced in shock.

"Shut up, you damn idiots! Don't you realize what this means?!" Vegeta chastised the two oldest sparring partners of Goku with narrowed black eyes. Krillin, Yamcha, and the others, expecting the hot-headed Saiyan prince's agitation, glared back with raised eyebrows.

"We Saiyans are reliant on food as an energy source. If Kakarot continues to be hung up on this Earth woman and refuses to eat, his battle power could descend exponentially!" Vegeta yelled furiously, not wanting to see his rival lose his inherited lust for combat.

"That woman was our friend and their mother! Don't you care at all about that and how her death affected Goku?!" Bulma snapped at her impossible husband, gesturing to the both equally irritated Gohan being held back by Videl and Goten fighting outside. Vegeta scowls at Bulma, but his eyes noticeably soften in what could vaguely be interpreted as understanding.

"I know it means a lot to Kakarot. I'm just saying that, with the way he is now, he'll be completely useless against a threat even greater than Buu ever was. For the sake of the Earth, do you really want that to happen?" Vegeta seriously justified his concerns over Goku's fighting prowess above anything else. Bulma, relieved by his seemingly unselfish intentions, nods and turns her attention to the now pondering Z Fighters.

"What can we do then?" Tien Shinhan queried in curiosity, the pupil of his third eye darting from left to right for any sort of answer. Piccolo, noting the sudden disappearance of Goku's energy, closes his eyes and gets a good idea of where the usually fun-loving Saiyan adult went to.

"He seems to be on King Kai's planet right now. Maybe we should just leave Goku alone until he comes to us." Piccolo suggested gruffly, wanting to get back to his meditation on the Lookout. Gohan was about to object, but Videl interrupted him with a tug at his suit jacket, peering at her husband with melancholic sapphire eyes.

"You're right, Piccolo. We'll give Dad some time." A defeated Gohan exclaimed dolefully. With that, each Z Fighter departed from Capsule Corps. with a hint of disappointment. Once everyone left, Bulma went back to designing some more advanced variations of capsules while Vegeta stood behind and looked through the kitchen's glass window.

"Get well soon, Kakarot…" Vegeta mentally sent his regards before storming off to spar in the Gravity Chamber as he usually did on a daily basis.

In another dimension…

The majesty of Mount Olympus was truly a spectacle far beyond the standards of any mortal. Seemingly residing on another plane of existence, said "mountain" was a natural paradise free of pollution and all forms of technology. It was a massive city comprised of 12 towering palaces, each designed for a specific Greek god or goddess. Along these ancient temples, mythical creatures such as nymphs and satyrs happily ran miscellaneous errands, enjoying the literal heaven they were lucky to call home. The peak of Olympus housed an Acropolis-esc structure where each Olympian met to discuss circumstances related to their half-breed children and other global phenomena. One such palace was brimming with life as night surrounded the entire collection of godly domains. This particular throne room was painted a mix of gold and bright pink with detailed heart designs plastered along its walls.

"Oh yes!" screamed a semi-sultry voice in positive elation. An extremely gorgeous woman in what seemed to be her early 20's was lying on top of a massive king-sized bed with golden decorations and pinkish purple covers. Her eyes and hair seemed to shapeshift into different colors, changing appearance based on the girl's mood and personal preference. This was Aphrodite, the Greek goddess of love, beauty, passion, pleasure, and a bunch of other more explicit stuff that doesn't need to be mentioned.

"He's so amazing!" Aphrodite praised affectionately, slightly adjusting the position of her bubble gum lingerie. She seems to have her eyes glued onto a pseudo-television screen of some sort, floating in midair with the likeness of a rainbow. Playing on this illusionary screen were repeats of Goku's greatest fights, starting from his confrontation with Vegeta to the most recent decimation of Kid Buu. The romance deity's appearance switches to match the likeness of a Super Saiyan, sporting long blonde hair and dazzling green irises.

"Pause it right there!" Aphrodite airily commanded the interdimensional Iris Message. The projected anomaly accepts this request and stops abruptly on the intense glare Goku gave Lord Frieze when he first transformed into the Super Saiyan. Said immortal goddess practically swoons in admiration, crawling closer to the screen, so she could caress Goku's face.

"Oh, my sweet, Goku! If only you weren't an entire dimension away, I would have you all to myself. So innocent, yet so brave. So strong, yet so…so…" Aphrodite gushed helplessly, her cheeks starting to turn a bright red just imagining the muscular, battle-hardened body that could put Ares' to shame.

"…Handsome!" exclaimed Aphrodite, licking her lips in pure lust. For ages, the love goddess has been jumping from romantic partner to romantic partner without a care in the world. Despite being married to Hephaestus, she always cheated on the deformed blacksmith with Ares for physical attractiveness alone. However, the feelings projected at the sight of this childish Saiyan Warrior were much different than before. Mostly because she literally couldn't have him without jeopardizing the entire universe's safety, but also because of his selflessness. This Goku fought for the safety of his friends and personal improvement while her war god of a lover caused absolute destruction for kicks. Aphrodite always got what she wanted and it was absolutely no fair that such an impressive specimen could not be claimed by her.

"I must have him! He must know what it really feels like to love someone and to have that love reciprocated!" Aphrodite determinedly pronounced, subconsciously growling at the mere thought of her object of desire's sorry excuse for a "wife". She was a love goddess, so jealously could be quite commonplace at this point in time. Aphrodite, blowing a kiss at the still image of Goku, deactivated the Iris Message and sent it back to her nearby fountain. The container of water was filled to the brim with Golden Drachma, golden coins that can be sent as tribute to Iris, the rainbow goddess, herself. Making sure that none of the other Olympians woke up to her shuffling, Aphrodite changed her attire to that of an expensive fur coat and tip-toed out of the room.

"Hopefully this works. I can no longer stand to be away from my Saiyan warrior." Aphrodite mumbled to herself in desperation as she stood in front of a massive elevator door. This elevator serves as a teleportation mechanism that connects the mortal world to its godly counterpart using the Empire State Building in New York City. Since Mount Olympus is technically a pocket dimension of its own, the goddess of love guessed that any other world could be accessed in a similar way, even the Dragon Ball one. She entered the enclosed space and pressed the button marked as Floor 1, causing her to rocket straight down to the Empire State Building's main lobby. There, she set her sights on Olympus's head security guard as she exited out.

"L-lady Aphrodite? W-what brings you here?" The guard recognized in surprise, checking the time on his watch nervously. Aphrodite played up her sensuality in order to coerce the disguised creature into helping out, batting her eyelashes and showing a bit of cleavage.

"Well, I was wondering if I could connect with a neighboring dimension somehow. Maybe, send a teensy-weensy little portal?" Aphrodite asked innocently, getting into the security guard's personal space more than he would have liked.

"B-but that would go against Lord Zeus's direct orders! Interacting with another universe could spell disaster for—" The frazzled security attempted to object, his uniform leaking with sweat.

"Please?" Aphrodite breathlessly pleaded, pressing her breasts against the man's own chest area. In order to make her stop, the guard shakily pulled a pair of keys out of his coat pocket and walked over to the otherworldly elevator's command board.

"I'm so getting fried for this…" whimpered the Security Guard, adjusting the functions of each button all the way up to Floor 600, or Mount Olympus itself.

"Ok, if you have a basic idea of where you want this elevator to go to, just hold down the 600th and 1st buttons down at the same time. You've only got one shot, so make this quick." The impatient security guard explained in annoyance. Aphrodite stroked the man's chin in thanks, causing a jolt of electricity to surge through his body.

"This is my gift to you, dearest one. Use it well." Aphrodite whispered lovingly, holding down the two buttons as instructed and then taking a step back to view the results. The elevator shook to life with energy, blasting upward in a flash of blinding white light. As it flew out of reach, the elevator fazed out of existence and left behind an exact copy for Aphrodite to get back home in.

"No disrespect, milady, but please leave and pretend this never happened." The security guard politely lambasted, fearing the wrath of Zeus and what he might to do to him if this little incursion was found out.

"Thanks for the help." Aphrodite chirped absentmindedly, butterflies fluttering in her stomach as she boarded the next elevator to her home of Mount Olympus. Now, all the love goddess had to do was get some rest and wait for her Saiyan to appear.

King Kai's Planet

King Kai was not the right person to call for when dealing with the sudden passing of a loved one. While he was in fact dead due to Goku's own actions during the Cell Games, that didn't exactly make him an expert on the subject. So, in order to help out his former student, the blue-skinned humanoid with antennae drove around on his planet in a red Chevrolet Bel Air from 1957. Seated in the back of this vehicle were a levitating cricket named Gregory and Bubbles, King Kai's pet monkey. However, due to the Saiyan fragile emotional state, conversation was getting nowhere real fast.

"Have you tried anything to get your mind off of her?" King Kai asked monotonously, resting a fist on his chin in boredom as he drove.

"No. Eating just makes me think of her cooking and fighting just reminds me of her yelling." Goku stated pathetically, heavily slumping his shoulders. King Kai tightly gripped the steering wheel, starting to lose any sense of patience he had left.

"THEN WHY DID YOU COME HERE FOR?!" King Kai comically screeched in bafflement at Goku's lack of thinking. The Saiyan rubbed his ears soothingly and shrugged.

"It was the first place I could think of! Your planet keeps me calm!" Goku unsurely revealed. King Kai exhaled tiredly and drove on the stone road of his home at a much steadier pace.

"Goku, I don't know the first thing about romance. I'm a Kai of the North Galaxy for Pete's sake, but I think it's best if you tried to find someone new." King Kai suggested empathetically, wanting to help out Goku the best way he can.

"Find someone? To fight?" Goku cluelessly pondered, trying to figure out what the Kaiosama was implying. Bubble, Gregory, and King Kai all simultaneously face palm at Goku's ever-present stupidity.

"No, you buffoon! Someone to love, maybe even marry! Like you did with Chi-Chi!" King Kai slowly elaborated, making sure he hammered into the marital artist's system.

"Oh…Where would I start though? I don't think anyone would really be that interested in me." Goku doubtfully responded, inspecting his muscles and orange Gi. King Kai gave him a funny look and then patted his soldier comfortingly.

"It'll take some time, Goku! Who knows? Maybe a potential sign could appear right in front of you—" King Kai philosophical advice was interrupted by a giant elevator teleporting smack-dab in the center of the grassy home world.

"GYAAHHHH!" All four passengers screamed fearfully as the red Bel Air was about to drive right into the mysterious contraption. Goku thought fast and frantically placed two fingers on his forehead.

"GRAB MY SHOULDERS!" Goku shrieked violently to his trio of friends. King Kai, Bubbles, and Gregory hung on for dear life as the fully grown Saiyan teleported out of the doomed vehicle. Once they were away from the wreckage, King Kai's car smashed into the larger-than-usual elevator in a fiery explosion. Its hood was completely caved in while smoke billowed out of the fractured engine.

"MY BABY!" King Kai sobbed uncontrollably, darting from place to place in full inspection of the damages. While the black robed bug-man groveled over his heavily dismantled property, Goku's attention was drawn to the elevator that caused this mess in the first place. He noted that, due to the collision, a large dent was left in its front with a few sparks of static electricity flying outward.

"Hey, King Kai! What is this?" Goku asked curiously, intrigued by the bronze design of a skyscraper engraved in its doors. King Kai, already having an extensive knowledge of the omniverse and omniverse's beyond their own, looked up to see Goku attempting to touch the foreign elevation-based machine.

"Goku, don't touch it!" King Kai bellowed in warning. His cries were heard too late as Goku placed a hand on the metal exterior, causing a dazzling beam of energy to surround his entire body in direct response.

"King Kai, w-what's going on?! Where am I—" In mere seconds, Goku and the elevator to Mount Olympus disappeared in a bright flash without any sort of trace. Aphrodite got what she wished for, but at what cost?

"Where did that elevator send Goku?" Gregory gulped nervously, trying not to wonder how the Z Fighters would react to this little catastrophe. King Kai, still tending to his "wounded" automobile, outstretches his antennae in search of the Saiyan's ki signature. Across different galaxies and universes, the results were sadly inconclusive.

"It's just as I've feared…" King Kai sorrowfully unveiled, resting each red-sleeved arm behind his back. He looked into the skies of his planet, grimacing.

"Feared what?" Gregory almost regretted to ask.

"That elevator or whatever it was sent Goku to another universe outside of my or any Kais' jurisdiction. It will be difficult to bring him back for a long, long, long time." King Kai devastatingly explained, adjusting the position of his circular spectacles. Gregory and Bubbles joined their master, all three of them praying that the one who defeated Majin Buu would return sooner than later.

*Hi, this is Doodleboy565! This is a weird story idea I came up with that pairs Goku with some of the Greek Goddesses. Later on in the story, he might interact with some Percy Jackson characters, but I'm not sure just yet. Please leave a review, favorite, and/or follow to tell me what you think. See ya later! :)

*Also, updates will be interchangeable depending on how much time I spend on my first story, Avatar: the Legend of Goku. Check that out if you haven't already.

Update (4/27/2020): I made some minor grammatical and spelling edits. Chapter 8 should be posted sometime this week, so stay tuned.