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Setting: Cold Planet Vector 114

King Cold was furious. The planet was starting to run out of resources now that the Planet Trade Organization had taken off. There were fewer planets to purge and even less loyalty within his own now that the soldiers captured from other planets were living interspersed with the original citizens.

"Shentwon, get my son in here this instant," he demanded.

"Y-Y-Yes, King Cold," his servant said nervously before leaving to find his master's son.

"Father?"

"Yes son, come in," the king said. "I need you and your men to go on a little expedition."

"Where to, father?"

"I need you to go to Earth. That planet has been untapped by any other purger out there. They might have the resources of which we've been running out."

The prince smirked. "Yes, father, I understand." He was about to take his leave, but the voice of his father stopped him.

"Oh, and Frieza," he called, "if you have any problems with the locals, you know what to do."

And he did indeed.

"Zarbon, rally the troops," Frieza ordered after packing some luxuries for the trip.

"Yes, Lord Frieza. I have my sector and Ginyu's ready for departure."

"Have they returned yet?" Frieza asked hopefully.

"Yes, and Dodoria has already gone to meet them."

"Good. You know those monkeys are the best for handling the locals."

"Indeed, sir," Zarbon agreed. "However, I hear earthlings are quite week and their technology and culture is so primitive."

Frieza shrugged. "So they may not be a challenge. In all honesty, if they have the resources we need and we don't have to kill them, then my father has ordered they be free to live their lives and hopefully keep doing what they're doing to provide us with our resources."

"Interesting, but don't you think they would turn against us?" Zarbon asked.

Frieza smirked. "If they are as weak as you say they are, then we should have no problems."

"Hey, Vegeta, did you hear? We're heading to Earth in search of plusonium," Raditz stated.

"Why should I care?" Vegeta asked.

"Oh, come on, Prince Vegeta," Nappa teased. "You know you enjoy taking out those rambunctious 'locals.' This might be a good work out."

"Tch, doubt it," Vegeta grumbled. "There is no creature out there of any worth on that pathetic planet. By the time I'm done with it…" He smirked. "…There won't be a single soul left."

Nappa smirked at his prince. "Then onward to the new world."

"Ships ready for takeoff," a computerized voice said. "Takeoff is in 3-2-1."

The ships sped off from the launching deck in the direction of the untapped planet, some hoping for adventure, some safety, and others resources. Little did they know Earth would hold all of that and more.

Next in New World

"Where did the prince go?" Nappa asked Raditz.

Raditz shrugged and made a noise that sounded like "I don't know" without saying the words. "He's fine, I'm sure. Everyone on this planet has a low power level." As soon as he said that, his scouter went crazy. "I stand corrected."

"Whose power level?" Nappa asked in interest.

"Too low to be the prince's. Around mine I guess. Hey, do you think it's my brother Kakarot? I think he was sent here as a baby."

"Your guess is as good as mine. Let's find him. Maybe then we'll find Prince Vegeta."

A/N: Hi everyone and Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukah, Happy Kwanza, Happy Ramadan…did I get all the holidays? I hope so :D I like everyone to feel included. Thanks for all of your support.