A/N here we go, another story. I hope you like, stand by for regular updates

Chapter 1

On mount Poaz sat an 8 year old boy doing his studies. He didn't have any assignments due, nor any actual homework due, but he worked anyway. In fact he was two years ahead of anyone his age. To Gohan Son doing schoolwork was boring, especially since he was home-schooled. This meant he had no friends and usually played in the forest; the animals seem to like him. All except for that mean old dinosaur to the west. He'd chase Gohan for as long as it took Gohan to run away. The mean dinosaur reminded him of how mean Mr Piccolo was, but all that was past. Gohan didn't like fighting but he had known it was necessary for him to learn how.

Gohan did his homework for one reason. Since Daddy had to go away, Mommy was determined to make Gohan a good student. She wanted him to be the best he could so that he could grow up and live comfortably and take care of his family. Mommy was real strict about him raising a good family and he was not going to disappoint her. He worked hard every day for the last 3 months – twice as hard as usual. That was when Daddy had to go away and when Mommy started crying. It was also when he had firmly decided he would keep Mommy happy by working hard.

When Gohan sat at his desk like this, he was happiest. He enjoyed the silence in the forest, he enjoyed the smells and sounds from the kitchen, but most of all he liked the fact that he could feel all his friends nearby. He could always feel them in order of how strong they were, but if he thought about it hard enough he could single out any of them. There was mean old Vegeta, the strongest, he decided to stay on Earth. Mommy had said it was a midlife crisis and he couldn't decide what to do now that Frieza was dead. Then there was Mr Piccolo, he was like a father to Gohan. Then uncle Krillen – Daddy's best friend – with whom he had become good friends with on the trip to Namek. It was hard for Gohan to see him. A lot reminded Gohan about his Daddy, but he didn't mind, he just wished it didn't hurt so much. He could feel Yamcha and all the other guys but they had little significance to him. He felt for another power, one he hadn't seen or heard from in 5 months.

Bulma was right next to Vegeta; his big power level was like a blanket covering her very small power. Just the thought of her brought back many happy memories of Namek.

He sat like this, his chair slightly off the ground and leant back, feeling out old friends and thinking about them. It was calming knowing where they all were. Suddenly he felt a flicker of a very high power. The power was so strong that it knocked him out of his seat and made him feel funny. He'd only felt this power once. It couldn't be though… Could it? He felt it was impossible. It couldn't be. After all the planet blew up, right?

The last time he felt a power this big… was on Namek. His daddy and Frieza had been fighting. Gohan never did get the chance to find out which of the two was stronger. Their power was so high, that trying to feel it, you'd get light-headed and need to take a seat. So when Namek exploded he assumed neither of them had survived. But this power – it gave him that same woozy feeling as the one on Namek had.

He wasn't certain. Was it friend, or foe? He didn't have the time to think it over. He knew he should stay on the safe side, so he leaned forward and scrawled a quick note saying where he'd gone to. He ran to his cupboard and opened his bottom draw. He took out a familiar outfit, one he hadn't worn since the last time he saw daddy; the blue spandex and saiyan armour Vegeta had given them on Namek. He dressed quickly and flew out his window to where he'd felt the power. On the way there, Gohan had two major feelings and thoughts running through his mind. Happiness and a hope that it might be daddy and absolute dread and fear, that Frieza may have just survived and was coming to hurt them all.

When Gohan landed he was greeted by Mr Piccolo, looking as serious as ever, and Krillen, standing unusually still. Finally, he spoke to them. "Hey Mr Piccolo. Hey Krillen."

"Hey kid," Mr Piccolo replied.

"Hey Gohan, you're getting big; almost as tall as me." Krillen said jokingly.

Gohan didn't reply. There was only one answer he really wanted. "Mr Piccolo, is that daddy or Frieza?"

Just then, Vegeta landed. He was fully dressed in his saiyan armour and still treated them as if they were inferior to him. Behind him, though closer to Gohan, Yamcha and Chiaotsu landed. Bulma arrived in a jet too, though that seemed to annoy Vegeta.

"Mr Piccolo, is it daddy or that mean lizard?"

"Of course it's the lizard you idiot!" Vegeta said. "You, woman, get rid of that infernal craft. Do you want him to see us?!"

Bulma quickly capsuled the jet and Yamcha decided he would fly her around if need be. The Z-fighters stood closer together as they felt the energy coming closer.

"Spread out. If we are further apart he's less likely to find us. We'll attack from the shadows," Vegeta commanded.

The Z-fighters immediately scattered and stood in pairs all in a circle facing the spot where the craft would land. One last order from Vegeta was all they heard and then complete silence.

"Supress your energy," Vegeta ordered. "When I start powering up, put all your energy into one attack."

They all stood quickly waiting, it was a good thing they chose silence. None of them would be able to hear each other over the loud sound of their own hearts beating. The steady thud-thud was good. The steady rhythm kept them ready. The steady thud-thud which only Gohan's ears could pick up meant they were all still alive.

The ship was huge. It made Capsule Corp look like an anthill. It could easily fit 500 000 people at half capacity. It had the same black and yellow trim on off-white paint that Frieza's ships had. Though it wasn't really paint, to Gohan it felt more sinister; like the ship itself was evil. It made one final rotation and slowly descended. When it touched down, the airlocks released and a loud hiss signalled the pressure difference regulating. A little white smoke came out as the door opened. The door was a long strip of the ship and when opened, became the longest runway. Two figures stood atop the walkway, the smoke still obscuring their identities. The smoke cleared slowly and both figures stood tall. As the two figures slowly descended the walkway, one of their identities was revealed – Frieza.

"Of course they would hide on a back-water scum planet like this," Frieza sneered. "I will annihilate each and every one of those monkeys!"

"Now!" Vegeta screamed.

Simultaneously the Z-fighters took a deep breath. Their motion was perfectly synchronised, each heartbeat perfectly in tune. As they let out that breath, each let loose his own battle cry…

"Galick Gun!"

"Masenko-ha!"

"Kamehameha!"

All six beams of light shot straight for Frieza and his companion. No drop of energy was left out. The Z-fighters poured their entire being into it. When it made contact, the dust rose and covered the battlefield. Each fighter slowly stopped their attack before it started tapping into their life forces. Slowly, Gohan, Piccolo and Vegeta let up and every one stood still in hiding, waiting to see what had happened. Slowly the dust cleared, but the two figures still stood, slightly more annoyed.

"Honestly, what a warm welcome. I hope that isn't all you had," said Frieza. "See what I mean father! This is how they greet King Cold and his son!"

"Yes, they do deserve death. Have your fun and let's go," King Cold said sounding bored.

"They nearly killed me and you're being so flippant?" Frieza said.

"Don't look so incredulous. It worries me that you were nearly killed by weaklings," sneered King Cold.

Slightly embarrassed, Frieza stepped forward and started tapping his scouter, looking for any threats, but found none as the Z-fighters hid their energy. "This thing must be broken again."

"Honestly, I don't see why you couldn't just blow it up from space," King Cold muttered.

Vegeta stepped forward, "Shut up Frieza! Now I will finally kill you."

Frieza was taken aback. "B-but…I…K-killed you… On Namek," he stuttered.

"Oh Frieza, are you losing your mind?" King Cold asked.

"Shut up! I can easily kill you." Frieza replied to Vegeta.

"Not easily Frieza. I'm a super saiyan. We're immortal." Vegeta said.

Frieza replied mockingly, "Not this again. You tried the same thing on Namek."

"Ah yes… But here I am to prove you wrong," Vegeta replied.

Frieza fixed Vegeta with a deadly stare and screamed, "Arrgh! You die! Death Beam!"

Time seemed to slow down; Vegeta could see the energy slowly approaching him. He saw it would hit him in that exact spot. He knew he would not survive, but he could not move. He simply stood and watched and just before it hit, the Death Beam suddenly veered off course and Vegeta's view of Frieza was obscured. He recognised the hair, but the clothes were new. "K…K…Kakkarot! This cannot be… You have to… You must be… The legendary super saiyan… How did you move so fast?" He said in utter astonishment.

Goku didn't even spare Vegeta a glance. He took two deep breaths and started talking. "I thought I finished you off on Namek. I knew I could never be certain, but when the planet exploded. I thought you were done for. I won't let up this time," he said.

"No!... You!" Frieza replied.

Goku's energy slowly started to rise until it matched Frieza's and then it continued climbing. With a final flourish, his eyes went teal and his hair rose and became blonde. His expression was extremely stern and it was as if he couldn't see his friends. He powered up an energy ball and threw it at King Cold and Frieza. The ball hit, but Frieza had dodged in time. King Cold, however, was not so lucky. Frieza threw two Death Disks at Goku, who simply dodged them a few seconds before they hit. He rose to the sky as they came toward him again. Before they hit, Goku threw out his aura wildly and raised his energy more. The disks dissipated on impact with his aura.

Goku rose from the ground so Frieza was below then put his hands behind his back, bent in his usual stance and started to gather the latent energy in his body.

"KA…ME…HA..ME… – "

"Goku, don't be a fool! You're in the air, Frieza is on the ground. The Earth is behind him. GOKU! You'll kill us all!" Krillen pleaded.

"The power has driven him mad!" Piccolo said.

"They… Said this… Could… Would happen… The legendary saiyan would come forth and destroy everything. This is it... This is the end." Vegeta said.

During all their screams and panicking, Goku remained oblivious to it. Just before saying the last bit and releasing his energy ball, He disappeared totally. Not only did he physically disappear, but his energy signal seemed to be gone. Moments later he appeared with his hands to the sky. He was crouched at Frieza's feet and released all the built up energy.

"–HAAA!"

The light was blinding but Frieza's fading energy signal told them he was finally dead. When the light faded, Goku stood and surveyed the area. Slowly, he lowered his energy and went back to his basic form.

All that was left of Frieza was his lizard feet and the tip of his tail. Before saying a word to anyone he walked onto the ship and put all of Frieza onto the ship. He flew don't below it and threw it into the sun.

From the dark, Gohan Son was speechless. Safely under a tree he had a full view of what had just happened. It was the total opposite of Namek. His daddy had full control and it was all over in less than 5 minutes. On Namek the fight had lasted for hours, and Gohan had left before his daddy fought as a super saiyan.

The question though, was, was that really his daddy or was mean old Vegeta right? Was he the legendary super saiyan, who could destroy everything and everyone in his path? Gohan knew what he was about to do could either get him killed or make him happy, but he knew something had to be done.

He walked toward Goku, slow at first, but with each step he became surer about his chosen path. His steps sped up and soon he was running. "Daddy!" He screamed.

Gohan didn't care about acting strong anymore. He didn't have to be tough. He didn't even care if Vegeta laughed at him. He cried for the first time since losing his daddy. And as the tears fell his footsteps became less certain, though he tripped he never slowed down or completely stopped.

A/N id like to hear your thoughts on the idea so far…