I'd like to thank all of you who have favoritied/reviewed/followed book 1 and are continuing to read this series. When I first started writing DBZ I honestly wasn't expecting it to go this far!

Anyway, here is the beginning of book 2. I know I said the title earlier, but it didn't seem to fit so I changed it. Now, on with the show!

-CP

Part 1

Vegeta looked across the table at his son. It was still too much to take in and he felt that this couldn't be real. Stranger things had happened though, and if Bardock's visions were anything to go by, his son was an essential part of this battle. He'd learned that his future fate was worse than death, being in the lizard's service without a clue who he was didn't sit well with him. He barely touched his dinner, something that had everyone on edge.

Trunks sat and talked animatedly with his mother, his blue eyes sad. It led him to believe that something happened to his mate in this bleak world his son spoke of. If everything he said was so, there was no way he would let it come to pass. Against his own pride he let Bulma fit him with one of the shielding necklaces, which he tucked away underneath his spandex body suit. He would not let the others see it and think that he couldn't handle himself in battle.

Vegeta wore it for the boy, and in all honestly, wore it for his mate as well. He would not fall to the Cold's again. He would not be in their servitude. They needed to pay for the death of his people, the death of his mate's people, and everyone else they'd enslaved and were going to enslave. Yes, by Sayian nature he was a battle-hardy warrior. He killed for the thrill, but once he learned of the tyrant's true intentions it became a fight for life.

Now, there were only 5 true Sayians left in the universe that he knew of. All of them were currently sitting at this table listening to his son. They had trained early in the morning, all of them, understanding the weaknesses and strengths of these absurd machines. Apparently this Gero character was a demented man. He used two teenagers to create thess machines. They were normal before the war started, but he'd taken them after the capture. With Frieza's funds he crated 2 monsters, abominations with no fee will of their own.

He looked at his mate, his woman, and wished she would listen to reason. There was nothing he could do now but hope they were prepared. Even if he hadn't reached the legendary yet, there was no time to even think about exhausting himself now. If he couldn't fight, he might as well just die.

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Kakarot looked out at the swirled mass of stars and planets while they drifted lazily in space. He had said his goodbyes to his family hours ago and there was nothing else he could do to prep for this new threat. Trunks had given him all the information he had at his disposal and the easy-going Sayian hoped it would be enough for them to get through this alive. The dark horizon looked bleak as the armada finally started to come into view, even though they looked small now, he knew what they looked like in real life.

The huge battle cruiser, the palace ship to the tyrant, pure white with gold and purple trim. The lizard lord had spared no expense to his life of tyranny and luxury. Kakarot sighed as he turned from the window and finished donning his Sayian armor. It was an exact replica of Vegeta' s and he was proud to wear it. They could come, he would be ready.

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Vegeta nuzzled his mate's shoulder before biting down on the mating mark once more. He didn't want her getting captured by the slave ships. As long as she had a bite mark from a warrior, she would be safe from that fate. However, her unusual coloring might mean she'd be taken to the whore's quarters. He trusted her to stay hidden, but he didn't trust Frieza's henchmen.

"Woman, you will come back to this base if there is more trouble than you can handle." He ordered her briskly as he put on his battle suit. She had found his journal and made him a replica of his royal armor. The same he once wore on his planet. Of course, it was an updated model from when he was a child. More fit for a king.

"Vegeta, I told you. I'm human, not stupid. I know what I'll be up against out there and I won't unnecessarily put myself in harms way."

"Good." Vegeta gently grabbed her chin before kissing her, his tail wrapping around her wrist to pull her forward into his embrace.

"Vegeta, we don't have time."

"I know, the androids will board the ship within the next two hours. We are going to win this."

"How?"

"Have faith in us, Woman." He sighed before pulling on his gloves. "Even if I am not the legendary yet, there is still hope. I will not fear this creature anymore. It's time to put his reign to rest."

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Eyes, glowing red eyes lifted their lids filling the room with their ruby luminescence. Their time had come. Breaking free of the bonds that held them, two machines, two siblings, two creations lifted themselves out of their housings and looked to the vast emptiness of space. Before them was a small-looking base, a moon perhaps, maybe a planet. Their world had gotten bigger over the space of a few seconds.

They had one directive. Bring back the prince and the blue-haired scientist. Kill everyone else.

"Go my beauties. Serve our lord and master. All hail the Cold Empire!"

"We will comply..." They stated in unison before moving to the airlock and blasting out towards the unknown world.