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Author's Note: Hello everybody! Just seeing what kind of feedback the first chapter of this story gets, if it gets a lot of positive feedback I'll consider making this into a series. All feedback, positive or negative is fully appreciated! Thank you very much for reading!

"'Hngh'... Kakarot... How could he? It makes no sense... How could he? The fool..." Raditz muttered to himself, as he stared blankly into the distance, absolutely crushed in spirit and body. He was laying face down in the dirt, a massive gaping hole blasted through his chest where the 'green man' had fired his penetrating beam. It was the only gambit that the green man and his little brother possibly had of defeating him... and now it was on the verge of claiming his life. "The fool... Now we're both dead..." he continued to grieve for himself, as he desperately gasped for air, trying his utmost to cling onto the dwindling life he had remaining.

"No. You die alone" the green man interjects with a proud smirk upon his face, as he begins to nonchalantly walk towards the downed warrior. His arm was missing from the Double Sunday that Raditz had fired previously, yet he was still able to conjure enough strength to fire his own 'Special Beam Canon' and decisively defeat the much stronger Saiyan. "Goku won't be gone for long, I'm guessing his friends will see to it that he'll be back within the week" the green man states, as he looked down upon Raditz, standing imperial over his almost lifeless body.

"What?! That's impossible! Tell me how" the Saiyan warrior replies, amazed and shocked at the fact that somehow... there was a method of defying death itself? There was absolutely no way his little brother could recover from a injury such as that, the beam just had similarly ripped through his own body as it had done to his own. "Hm, Gladly" the green man had retorted, feeling a surge of relief and pride as he realised his victory was all but complete. "On this planet, we have something we call the dragonballs" the green man explained, as Raditz looked up to him, clinging onto his words as he continued to hold onto his life with a shaky grip. "When all seven balls are gathered together, they have the power to grant any wish, that includes bringing the dead back to life, so you see, it's Goku who will have the last laugh" he finishes revealing, as he looks over to Kakarot's motionless body, sweat still dripping down from his forehead from the recent battle as he does so.

A giggle could be heard.

Not from the green man, nor from Kakarot.

But rather, from Raditz.

"No... I'm afraid you're wrong, green man" Raditz quickly gave a rejoinder, as he stared up at the figure standing over him. He was in intense, burning pain, the clock on his life ticking away with every passing second, and yet, the Saiyan warrior had enough strength left in his body to challenge the Earthlings once again. "The device on my face, it's also a transmitter, my Saiyan comrades heard every single word..."

Previously smug, the green man was now raising an eyebrow (If he had one to raise). His expression had turned from that of victory, directly to that of shock and disbelief. It was clear he wasn't anticipating a turn of events such as this.

"The two of them... I know they'll come... I know they will..." Raditz continued, comforting himself before spitting out a significant amount of blood that had accumulated within his mouth. The blood sank into the grass, as the earth began to claim it, soon too, his own body as well. "They'll come... I know they will... And once they arrive, you'll be powerless to stop them!" he desperately tried to reassure himself. He had, despite feasibility, discovered a method of returning to life, his comrades in arms surely would not leave him to be forgotten on a backwater planet, being killed by pathetic fighters with puny power levels, he deserved better! He was a Saiyan warrior, the son of the renowned fighter Bardock, and now he was reduced to this?

Raditz fiercely tried to convince himself. His destiny surely had more in store for him than what he was going through right now? He simply could not leave a legacy as insignificant and pitifully comparable to that of a Saibaman. He NEEDED more time, with the dragonballs however... his wish, was ironically granted.

"There's nothing you can do" Raditz smiled, now regarding the fact that there was no way Nappa and Vegeta was going to leave him for death to claim. The three of them are a unit. The Saiyan Survivors, as they are known in the Planet Trade Organisation. They needed to stick together, Freiza's minions always looked down upon the three them, but united they stand. Three brothers fighting together for that awful, terrible tyrant.

"They'll seek out these dragonballs and they'll destroy everything in their path!" Raditz giggled again, content with death's cold embrace. "You. And every living thing on this planet will be wiped out. They'll destroy you all!" He gloated, before being interrupted by a most unexpected voice.

"When. When will they come?" his little brother, Kakarot asked, surprisingly also still alive. Seeing his older brother's boastful, confident nature as a method to extract some key information from him while he still could. "How long will it take them, to get here?".

"One year" Raditz calmly replied, a smile still laying claim to his face. "The funny thing is..." Raditz began a short, content laugh, "They're much stronger than me" he admitted, it was the only scenario he was happy to come forth and concede that information to anybody, but the look on the green man's face as he said it was worth it's weight in gold.

"Stronger? One year?!" The green man said aloud, clearly in shock. Raditz was almost impossible to defeat alone, and now two stronger Saiyans would be on their way to wipe out every trace of life on Earth? "Oh no..." he murmured, realising the grave situation the entire planet had now found itself in...

"So... Enjoy this little victory of yours today, it means nothing! You're as good as dead!" Raditz continued to brag, continuing his laughing, knowing the insurmountable odds the Earthlings had to overcome in order to defeat his comrades, odds that any betting man would happily place upon the Saiyans.

"I only hope, I'm back in time to see it happen!" Raditz looked up to the green man, who's anger at Raditz's bravado was growing every time he opened his blood spewing mouth.

"Don't look so upset... We can't all have the last laugh!" Raditz began a hearty laugh, a laugh he would have given if he was absolutely healthy once more, as it was clear that the green man simply had enough, he raised his hand, ready to put Raditz out of his misery once and for all.

He yelled, and then, there was nothing.

It was cold.

Very cold.

Raditz also couldn't feel anything. It's like his limbs were frozen in time, and everything seemed to move so slow... What was happening to him? Where was he? Is this the afterlife?

Before these questions could be answered, he saw a light. A blinding light, as he tried to squint his eyes in order to regain his vision. The more the Saiyan tried to focus, the more details became apparent within his blurred vision. Moment after moment, he noticed something new about the light. Eventually... he could of swore it looked like a light bulb... and then what seemed to be a ….lampshade? A lampshade on a huge desk?

He was in a room, a large one.

The view was quite simply, something that he had never laid eyes upon before. A massive creature, red in skin colour sat upon a massive chair at a gigantic desk with the lampshade on. It was almost comical, he had a great big bushy black beard and a big, purple suit with an orange tie, he also had (what at least seemed to be) a hat with two white bull horns pointing out. Either way, he was eyeing up Raditz and looking back at his notepad, tapping a pencil on the table as he did so. Raditz felt like laughing, yet he refrained, he'd never laugh at an opponent before checking their power level. So now he'd check this strange monster's power level with his scouter...

Where was his scouter?

It wasn't on his face... what in fact, was an incredibly odd feeling. He was so accustomed to wearing a scouter, he almost felt naked not adorning one upon his head. Raditz tried to lift his arm to investigate... however, he just couldn't, he felt absolutely powerless... like some odd power had paralysed him from the neck downwards.

"Yeah, that's him" a familiar voice said before him, as he quickly turned.

It was Kakarot! And the green man? No... this one looked different. He looked older, not fighting age by any means. He held a massive wooden staff with him, as they both observed Raditz sternly, with judgemental eyes piercing him.

"What is the meaning of this? Where am I? What's going on?" Raditz franticly asked, as his head quickly turned back and forth from his brother and the massive red creature. "Raditz, we brought you here because I decided that you needed to see this, Fortuneteller Baba, could you please show my brother exactly what you showed to me?" Kakarot calmly, yet strictly said, before nodding to a small, old woman sitting atop a crystal ball that floated towards the group. He still couldn't move, he was stuck in place by some sort of force. The older green man gave a slight grumble, as the small woman levitated towards the group of them.

This was the weirdest experience he ever could of imagined. One minute he can't feel a thing, and suddenly, he's in room with a giant red creature, his long lost brother, a small witch like woman and an older version of the green man who killed him. In fact, he was too shocked to even speak, as the witch hopped off the ball as it began to levitate up towards Raditz's face. Was this hell?

What was they doing? Brainwashing him? What goal was his dead brother trying to archive?

"Get this out of my face this instant! What is...?" Raditz protested, before being interrupted by the ball, which began to glow, as a misty mirage began to form within it. Now it had gained Raditz's attention... but what was being shown?

The vision was what seemed to be an alien looking planet. It looked like a jungle setting what seemed to be at night, teeming with life in some swampy woods... as the vision became more clear, the mist began to dissipate... he could distinguish two objects... two Saiyan space pods?

Yes, it was. Two space pods in a jungle setting. Just as Raditz was about to continue barking at his brother as to what was happening, and eventually to release him, two familiar looking Saiyans walked into view of the ball.

"Nappa! Vegeta!" Raditz shouted in a frenzy, desperate to communicate with his comrades, but to no avail, his pleas went unheard. They were, however speaking to each other... This must have been some sort of vision to the mortal realm, kinda like a multidimensional TV or something.

"Once we force Kakarot's friends to tell us how to find the dragonballs we'll eliminate them, along with anyone else who tries to stand in our way" Vegeta arrogantly boasted, obviously to the paramount delight of Raditz. They received his transmission! They was, as he predicted, coming to gather the dragonballs to return him to the world of the living. Raditz smiled, despite being frozen in position, in this weird, weird place, it would only be a matter of time before he'd be back in the mortal realm, how fantastic!

"And then, we can wish Raditz back to life" Nappa added, what furthered Raditz's elation.

"No" Vegeta replied to Nappa, what made Raditz's smile disappear. Quickly. "That would be a wasted wish, Raditz was a weakling and a fool, any Saiyan defeated so easily doesn't deserve to live" Vegeta added.

That sentence alone was enough to crush Raditz's spirit. His entire existence was being disregarded as worthless by a person he assumed he could trust.

No, it had to be a fake, the prince wouldn't... He just... he wouldn't. He is one of the few remaining Saiyans and he's talking about his life like he's disposable! He isn't disposable, he's Raditz! It was a fake mirage in order to trick him! It had to be!

Nappa gave a concerned sigh, as he looked away, dubious of the prince's decision. "Actually Nappa, I had something far more grand in mind" Vegeta said, one hand on his space pod as he seemed to think for a moment. "Now tell me, how does the idea of eternal life sound to you?"

"What, living forever?" Nappa replied, his previous apprehension of the Prince's decision making evaporating as fast as it had surfaced. "Yeah, and if we can't die that means no one will ever be able to defeat us!" Nappa concluded, opening the door to his space pod and climbing in. "So what the heck would we need Raditz for?" he smugly suggested, before sitting down inside with his arms folded.

"Yes, what for indeed?" Vegeta added, smirking as he acknowledged the fact that Nappa was on the same page as himself "We'll be the greatest fighters in the universe! And we will ascend to our rightful place, among the Saiyan warriors of legend!" Vegeta stated, as he too similarly sat inside his space pod, he was clearly delighted at the fact that he's been given his opportunity to finally achieve his lifelong ambition.

"You mean?" Nappa asked, before being quickly cut off by his superior. "That's right Nappa, that's exactly what I mean. We will become Super Saiyans!" Vegeta happily proclaimed, yet with a hint of evil in his voice, as the door to his space pod began to close shut.

"Now I definitely like the sound of that!" Nappa confirmed, as his door similarly shut. The pods began to power up, as they flew into the air and out of the atmosphere of the jungle planet. Their destination, Earth.

Raditz stared at the ball. His mouth agape with shock and disbelief. Was that real? I mean... they would look down on him... he was a third class Saiyan after all... but...

It would very much be like Vegeta to say words such as he did, and he doubted any plan would be purposely conjured by his brother with the words 'Super Saiyan' involved. Despite what he personally wanted to feel. Raditz knew what he just saw was not counterfeit, and in actuality, was shamefully genuine.

"Are you sure this is a good idea Goku?" the massive red creature asked.

"Yes, King Yemma" Goku replied, nodding. "We need all the help we can get to stop the Saiyans, and I know how strong my brother is, he broke my ribs effortlessly back down on Earth."

"This has got to be a joke!" Raditz quickly interjected "You're getting far too ahead of yourself, you had a hand in killing me, you fool!" Raditz struggled, still unable to move as if everything below his neck was paralysed, but that didn't exactly stop him from trying.

"Enough, Raditz!" Kakarot replied "You would have killed me if you wasn't so arrogant and confident in your own abilities!" he protested, what quickly shut Raditz up, he wasn't wrong there. "Since your so called 'comrades' have no intention of reviving you, I'll make an offer" Kakarot said, what definitely caught Raditz's attention.

"Help me and my friends defeat the Saiyans, and you'll get to live again" Kakarot proclaimed.

"What are you doing Goku?!" the older green man almost shouted at Goku, looking incredibly astonished at his decision"You only said you wanted to say goodbye to him! He's four times stronger than you! What's stopping him from trying to attack the planet again!"

"Relax, Kami" Kakarot turned his head, giving him a thumbs up a smile. "I have a feeling everything is going to be alright! Besides, everybody should have a second chance, regardless of their past failures" Kakarot happily explained, what made the elder green man known as 'Kami scowl disappointingly. "Goku..." he muttered under his breath, clearly disapproving of Kakarot's plan to revive his brother "I think you're making the wrong decision..." Kami added. "But, it's your choice, I'll notify your friends down on earth to revive you both if your 'brother' is willing to accept your offer... Just don't bother me when we're all in front of King Yemma after the planet has been destroyed" Kami begrudgingly accepted, as he turned to face Raditz once again with denouncing eyes.

"Ugh" the creature called King Yemma added. "It's always a chore when Saiyans destroy a planet, I have to work overtime... Please do your best to try and stop them, Goku?"

"It's all good then!" Kakarot smiled, a smile what quickly transformed back into a stern look, as his eyes shot back to his brother.

"So Raditz, despite the fact that you kidnapped my son, tried to force me to kill 100 innocent people, lied to me and of course tried to kill me, I'm willing to forgive you. However, you must promise to assist us in our fight against these invaders, you got that?" Kakarot laid the proposition, as Raditz stared back intently.

"You're anything but a Saiyan, brother..." Raditz replied, as he looked at him, slightly amused, slightly disappointed at his own flesh and blood acting in such a manner. "So you're telling me that vision I saw inside that ball was real, right?" he asked, as he looked at his brother, who in turn, nodded in confirmation.

"My comrades have no plans to bring me back?"

Kakarot nodded again, "It's either my offer, or hell, Raditz..."

Raditz looked towards the floor in deep thought. The idea of hell was not an appealing idea whatsoever, whatever it looked and or felt like. If he was revived, his little brother would force him to fight Vegeta (and/or Nappa for that fact), it's all but certain he'd get squashed within thirty seconds. There was absolutely no way the earthlings even stood a damn chance against their awesome power, even with Raditz's minuscule help...

But, if Raditz was to be revived on the day of the invasion... they'd be two unprotected space pods... just sitting somewhere on that blasted planet...

"Fine! I accept your offer".