Hello everyone. How are you all doing?

Do you all know the user Razamataz22? Well, he is the original author of this FanFiction, previously entitled "A Saiyan Returns"

He has entrusted me to continue on with this story. I will attempt to try to carry this at a steady pace so my mind can roam around as I try to conceptualize my own things. I hope that you accept me as the new writer and I hope that whatever comes out, you will find to your enjoyment.

And don't forget to thank Razamataz22 for his awesome stories that he has written. Now, on with the first chapter, there's not really much change in this.

Chapter 1: Training

Each day for the past thirteen years he had grown stronger and stronger under the guide of the Saiyans. Every morning three Saiyans woke to find him in the gravity chamber pushing his body to the limit. The scared, little four-year-old boy they had abducted had died away. A true Saiyan warrior had been born before them. Unfortunately, they weren't the only ones who noticed.

Vegeta arose from his bed and walked into the living room of their house. The Saiyans had quickly gained in rank and strength with the boy's inclusion and thus had been given their own private residence with training grounds provided. He found Nappa and Raditz eating breakfast while the familiar sounds of blasts and grunting pounded through the walls. After a few messy years, the Saiyans had grown fond of the boy they had stolen and had even made him apart of the "family."

"When was the last time anybody checked the Boy's power level?" Vegeta asked.

"I'm uncertain," answered Nappa. "We don't have a scouter capable of reading his power level."

"It can't be too high," said Raditz. "Every time he comes out of his training we spar with him and defeat him every time. He had a better chance when he didn't train before breakfast."

"Does anybody know what gravity he has been training at?" Vegeta asked the group.

"Well I train at one hundred and twenty times the kid's home planet's gravity, and Raditz trains at ninety," Nappa said. "I get tired after about two hours so the kid must be working at about sixty, maybe even seventy times."

"No wonder he's so fatigued when he's facing us," said Vegeta finding the answer suitable. He trained at one hundred and fifty times gravity so what should he worry about?

"Maybe that last solo mission got to him?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well, when he got back two months ago he has been training ever since."

"Well, that last mission he got back from seemed to be fairly easy for him. There wasn't a single scratch on him. Maybe he wants a challenge."

"Perhaps," concluded Raditz. He briefly recalled the day thirteen years prior when he had taken the child from Kakarot. He knew when he lifted off that Kakarot was still alive and that this would be his eternal punishment for being so weak. As years passed he became the notable figure in the boy's life and cared for him ever so dearly. Vegeta and Nappa hated to admit it, but they too cared for the boy as well.

The sound of the boy training continued as there was a loud knock on the door.

"It's open!," shouted Nappa before whispering "Is someone to be expected?"

Both Saiyans nodded their heads as the door opened to reveal three figures standing in the doorway. In rapid succession, all three Saiyans knelt down and bowed their heads.

"You honor us with your presence, Lord Frieza," said Vegeta, in his reverential stance. Frieza walked forward, Zarbon and Dodoria by his sides.

"Where is the boy?" said Zarbon speaking for Frieza.

"He is just finishing his morning training in the gravity chamber," stated Vegeta.

"Lead on," said Zarbon with a flick of his hand. Standing upright, the Saiyans led the way to where the gravity chamber lay. They watched through the Perspex screen and saw the boy training at incredible speeds. What were once giant robots now lay in pieces of scrap metal. Blood dripped down his arm where it hung numbly by his side. With his free hand he successfully fended off several attacks from robots thrice his size.

Vegeta pressed a button that caused the simulation to come to an end. The pieces of metal disintegrated into pure anatomy and seeped into the floor. "Gohan!," Vegeta shouted. With cold eyes, Gohan's head turned to look to where the group stood. "You have visitors, Boy," Vegeta concluded.

Well, there you have it. Let me know what you think?

Reviews would be nice. Even if you did read the precious story, I just want your opinions if you think I might have what it takes to give you what you want.

Well, thank you and goodnight.

Again, all the credit goes to Razamataz22