Chapter 1
Piccolo was jolted from his meditative state. This power he sensed, what was it?
Dende and Mr. Popo looked over at Piccolo, not yet sensing the power themselves, but seeing Piccolos unease.
"Piccolo, what is it?" Dende asked, with a look of concern.
"Something is coming!" Piccolo replied.
Half way across the planet Gohan looked up from his studies. He sensed it. It was a familiar yet unknown power, and it was getting closer. Gohan rose with little hesitation, closed his books, and went to his dresser. Moments later he was in his Gi. The gi he wore was the same as what he wore to defeat cell, except without the white cape and shoulders. He still chose to dress as original master Piccolo.
Gohan opened the window, not wanting to explain where he was going to his mom. He figured it would be a few hours before she noticed his absence, with how busy baby Goten kept her.
Seconds before he was about to blast into the air he heard Piccolo in his mind
"There might be trouble kid"
"I'm already on my way" he told Piccolo as he blasted off towards the lookout.
Yamcha was just about to doze off to the baseball game when he felt it.
"oh no, not again" he grumbled to himself as he rose off the couch.
Yamcha's training was a hint of what it used to be. Though all the fighters including himself realized his fighting days were over he still felt compelled to join the other Z-Fighters. He went to change into his gi, if for no other reason than to look the part.
Deep in the mountains Tien stopped his training, and felt a cold shudder run up his back. Chazou looked at him inquisitively, "Whats wrong Tien"
"This power, its coming" he stated as much to himself as to Chazou.
"Chazou, you know the drill"
"TIEN" Chazou argued.
"Chazuo, go to Roshi's. This might get ugly" Tien said right before he blasted off in the direction of the Lookout
"Be safe" Chazou whispered as he slowly headed towards Master Roshi's
Krillin and Roshi simultaneously looked up as they both sensed the power
"Not good" the old man said
"Oh man what now" Krillin nervously blurted
"What are you two babbling about?" 18 demanded
"There is a power approaching earth" the old man stated as he put his arms behind his back and looked down.
"So! Who is it?" she fired back
Krillin and Roshi looked at each other before Krillin responded, "I am not sure, I have never sensed this power before" Krillin boldly stood up tightening his belt, knowing what this power meant. He slowly strode to the door of the Kami house before, turning back "I have to go" and then he blasted off towards the lookout
Surrounded by the white flames created by his kai, Gohan was making his way towards the lookout. He sensed the rest of the Z-Fighters doing the same.
700 times earth's gravity and the vision of Kakarot's half breed son transforming into a true ascended super Saiyan, blinded Vegeta from sensing the new power.
Since the days of the cell games, his life had been consistent, training all day every day. He had begun to spend more and more time with Trunks. Now 3 years old he was old enough to start his training. It disgusted him how soft and weak the boy was due to his mothers constant babying. Vegeta vowed to make his son a warrior, after all he had Royal Saiyan blood in his veins.
Finally Bulma and her father Dr. Briefs had created some training bots worth his time. Though not strong enough to kill him, with the Gravity Chamber running at 700 time Earth's gravity it wouldn't take much to seriously injure him.
His sweat ran down from his hair onto the tip of his nose, right as it was about to drop, he was gone, the drop momentarily floated before falling into the pool that was already their. Vegeta phased in and out as he worked to dodge the bots blasts. He tried to predict which one would fire next and where it would move. He knew he couldn't predict them, that was an upgrade he had demanded. He had learned of the bots repeated sequence after having spent several days straight in the gravity chamber. Normally to simply disable the bots would be enough, but upon realizing they were repeating the same attacks, he made sure their was nothing left of them.
Gohan landed on the lookout and looked to Piccolo, Mr. Popo and the young guardian. Gohan said nothing, knowing the others were close. Dende fought his excitement of seeing his friend, knowing now was not the time to be happy.
"Hey guys" Krillin greeted as his blue aura flashed away as he landed.
A nod from Piccolo and Gohan was all he got in response. Krillin's smiling face instantly went to a serious look.
The final two Z-fighters made their entrance, serious looks on both of their faces. "So what do we know?" Tien questioned.
"It is a big power level and it is headed to Earth, I suspect it will be here soon" Piccolo answered looking at each of the Z-fighters.
"This is ridiculous, why can't people just leave the earth be! I don't know about you guys…" Yamcha started complaining before Piccolo cut in. "Enough! It is our job to protect the earth not to complain about having to do so."
"Is it good or evil?" the young half breed questioned.
"I can't tell but there is something familiar about it"
"Hey guys, where is Vegeta?" Krillin chimed in, noticing for the first time the prince was not present.
"Ya where is that guy? He never misses a good fight." Tien replied
"Who cares. We don't need him or his attitude. Plus we have Gohan the strongest kid in the Universe." Yamcha declared as we walked up and put a hand on Gohan's shoulder.
Gohan took a step forwarding shrugging Yamcha's hand off his shoulder. He wished his dad was here, he would know what to do.
"The space craft is getting close" Mr. Popo declared looking towards the sky.
"He is right, it looks like it will be landing this way, let's go" Piccolo ordered, his body was instantly surrounded by his white kai and he blasted off in the air. The rest of the Z-fighters followed his lead.
"Good luck" Dende whispered as he watched his friends head towards the unknown.
His eyes were closed. He was relying on his instinct and sense to finish off the last of the bots. He levitated in the air, the simply task draining him of energy, in 700 times Earth's gravity. All at once the bots fired, he instantly phased out dodging the blasts. There was no slowing now each of the bots firing as fast as they could, always a second late.
He could feel each blast and avoided it with precision. It is time to end this he thought. The first bot went crashing to the ground. His fist going straight through the 2nd bot. 3,4,5 they all went down, till there was one left. The prince stopped several meters in front of the bot. He slowly raised his hand pointed it at the bot. "Raghhhh" he screamed the bot was gone and their was not a piece left. He opened his eyes, content with the day's work. He walked to the gravity machine, turning it off for the day.
The Z-fighters landed on top of a tall rock formation. They could see the space craft making its approach, it would land close.
"Lower your power levels" Piccolo ordered. "We don't know if they have scanners or can sense power levels" A look of concentration crossed over all of their faces as they hid their true powers.
They could see the ship wasn't that big. With an explosion of dust and rock it landed. The warriors all moved along the ground with great speed till they were at the edge of the crater overlooking the space craft.
"Oh man" Krillin squeaked out as they all gazed down at the ship. It looked like it had been through a lot, it was fairly beat up. The ship wasn't all that intimidating; it was a big cylinder, with some short stumpy wings and what looked like a big rocket booster on the back.
"Be ready we don't know if it is friend or foe" Piccolo warned.
The door creaked, with a pouring of exhaust it began to open.
The prince walked out the door to the gravity chamber, towel on his shoulder, looking content with the days effort . He was jolted as he felt the power, it was strong, not as strong as him, but who the hell did it belong to.
"Dad look at this!" Trunks demanded as he formed a small ball of kai in his hands.
Vegeta was frozen, how has he missed this new power, was this soft planet making him that weak and vulnerable. With that, he erupted into white flames as he blasted off.
"DAD! You didn't even look! Hey! Where are you going? Take me with you." Trunks protested, but it was too late
The Z-fighters all stepped back and gasped as they finally saw who the power belonged to. If they had ever seen a Saiyan, this was definitely one. He was a young man, probably still a boy. He was not taller than, Gohan and probably similar in age. He wore black boots, and had on dark green baggy pants. His torso was covered in flowing white shirt, it was baggy and loose, but still it could not hide the muscles underneath. His hair started with a deep widows peek on his forehead, from their it was big and black, pointing up in random directions, but they falling down past his shoulders in the back. His face was hard and sharp, and wore a harsh scowl.
The Saiyan scanned them intensely, studying each of their faces, but stopping to glare at Gohan.
"Who are you? And what do you want?" Piccolo demanded of the Saiyan.
Not seeming to acknowledge him, the young Saiyan started walking towards them.
They all backed up making room for him, not wanting to be too close in case he attacked
Gohan was staring at the boy, knowing they were both Saiyans, he was shocked, who could he be, there was only 1 pure blooded Saiyan left and that was Vegeta.
"Hey! Did you hear me?" Piccolo pushed wanting an answer.
The youth gave him a look of annoyance before he started, "I am looking for someone, I was told he was here" His look focusing on Piccolo, "It was the Namekians that sent me to this planet."
Piccolo, stepped back , a look of disbelief on his face. "Wha.. What? You've been to the new Namek?
The boy reached his hand behind him. All the Z-Fighters quickly dropped into their fighting stances. They boy paused at their reaction, then chuckled to himself. He pulled out what looked like a very old piece of parchment. It had deep creases in it from repeated folding and unfolding.
The young Saiyan opened it, studied it for himself, then spun it around showing the Z-fighters. A look of disbelief struck their faces as they all inched closer to make sure they were seeing correct.
It was a drawing, obviously done by someone with immense talent. It was faded, but there was no doubt who it was of. The boots, the gloves, the tight clothing, the unmistakable Saiyan armor, the scouter, and the face and hair of the prince; it was Vegeta. The drawing was obviously of him when he was younger, but nonetheless it was the Saiyan prince.
"I have come to the right place" the Saiyan youth stated folding up the old paper.
"But how do you know Vegeta?" Gohan inquired.
The Saiyan flashed him a confused look, "You know his name?"
"Of course, we know his name he is our…friend?" Tien stated, questioning the last bit himself.
"What business do you have with Vegeta?" Piccolo asked, taking a step back and crossing his arms.
"That is none of your concern where is he?" The young Saiyan demanded showing a flash of anger.
It was at that moment the Z-Fighters felt him, they were so caught up in this new comer that they had been blinded to Vegeta's approaching power.
Appearing to not have the ability to sense powers the Youth followed the gazes of the Z-Fighters, it was him, his jawed dropped, it was the one he had been searching for, for years. He felt a rush of emotion come over him which he quickly, suppressed. He regained his composure, and his look turned back to an angry scowl.