CHAPTER I: WHO WAS HE?

Time passed slowly since we returned from Namek, nothing was back to normal because, in first place, Goku was missing, playing in space. Secondly, Vegeta disappeared with the Gravity Pod after he learned about Goku's plans, not that anybody cared about his absence, it felt more like a relief at the moment, like a burden lifted off our shoulders. But that was just Vegeta, and yet, the fact that Goku wasn't there, made us grumpy. And all of a sudden, Vegeta was back. And with his return came an other disaster. Frieza was not dead, and he was heading to earth at the very moment. Without a second thought, we all, the gang, headed to the place in which Frieza was supposed to land.

When we arrived, fear was evident in our faces, though a few tried to hide it. Piccolo was already there. And without warning, Frieza arrived with a bunch of his henchmen to do the naughty job for him, in that moment I knew it was the end, we were going to die. Before we left to meet Frieza, the guys had asked me why I wanted to join them, if it was dangerous. And I simply answered, "If we're going to die, we'll better die together." And everybody knew I was dead serious.

So there we where, waiting. And in a blink of an eye, he appeared, the boy. And he killed Frieza and his father with a simplicity that left us open-mouthed. Who was he? He was Saiyan, his Super Saiyan state left no doubts. But he was odd-looking. In first place, he was like a faithful copy of Vegeta, but with lavender hair and blue eyes. And then I knew, that the boy was related to me. Who else in this planet has that odd-colouring? Only my father and myself. But his looks…well, I was terrified to think about it, so I left the thought aside. He approached us, timidly, and I recognize the C.C. logo in his jacket. That kid was definitely related to me and my family.

"I'm waiting for the arrival of Son Goku. He must be here in about three hours. I will appreciate if you join me, please." He said to the lot of us. And flew away. We followed. We asked him his name and who he was, but he refused to answer, all he told us was his age, 17. He asked us to wait, and we did. While we waited I started a conversation with Krillin about this boy.

"Don't you think he looks too much like Vegeta?" I asked.

"Well…yeah…a bit. But I still can't understand how he beat up Frieza that easy. It's…well…I've got no words!" He was dumbfounded, like the rest of us.

I realized that the boy was staring intently at the prince, and as always Vegeta was rough with him.

"What are you looking at, brat?" Vegeta asked, not making a lot of effort of being civil.

"Nothing." And the kid blushed, staring at the floor instead.

The three hours came and left, and the boy announced the arrival of our friend. And he landed, we were really amazed about how the boy knew the exact place and time of Goku's arrival. The pod opened, and there he was watching at us, confused.

"What are you all doing here?" He asked. The boy answered with another question.

"Are you Son Goku?" Goku nodded. The kid smiled. "I came to talk to you, in private."

"Do you know him, dad?" Gohan interjected. Goku said no. The kid asked him again to talk privately. They flew a good 500 meters away from us, we saw them to power up in super saiyans and returning back to normal (Vegeta frowned at this action), we saw them looking in our direction a few times and we saw that Goku was very excited about something we ignored. With no goodbye or anything, the kid left.

We knew after that, that he came from the future, to warn us, about a menace that was supposed to happen two years later. In his timeline, this menace had killed almost everyone in the planet and he was the only warrior left. The thing was that two androids were coming to earth to destroy it. Another pair of crazy, blood lusted monsters. Nice.

We were very worried and after debating our course of action: training till death, we left to our homes and houses. But I faced another problem, a difficult one. How was I supposed to cope with and angry, stubborn and cold-blooded killer living in my house?