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As the saucer-shaped ship ascended from the Namekian atmosphere and into space, it contacted a much larger space ship.
The larger ship was the size of a small city. From the outside it looked like a large seed with a tail. There were two large thrusters on the sides of the tail to propel the ship at high speeds.
The saucer ship approached the tail end of the larger ship. A hatch opened up at the bottom of the tail end, and the saucer ship entered. Once inside, the ship was docked and Froster emerged.
Several Appule-like aliens waited outside to greet him. They looked like Appule, but with green skin instead of purple, and they saluted Froster as he walked past them.
Froster approached an elevator-like chamber and once inside, he typed in a code. The chamber was actually a teleporter and it transported Froster to the main control room of the mother ship.
The alien at the controls was like the others that had greeted him in the docking bay. He saluted when Froster entered. "Ah, lord Froster. How did your trip to Namek go?"
"It went well Pearu. Everything has been set up. It's time to go to earth to begin my revenge."
Puar, Bulma, and Chichi had all gone out shopping, Goten and Trunks had used this as another opportunity to play, while Goku and Vegeta had used it as an excuse to spar in the gravity room. Yamcha stayed at Capsule Corp. so he could catch up with Goku later on and take Puar home when she got back.
Yamcha shadowboxed in the corner of Capsule Corp. Even though he hadn't participated in any real battles after the Cell Games, he still trained by himself to maintain his fitness.
"Hey Yamcha, whatcha doin?" asked Goten as he and Trunks approached him.
"Hey Goten, Trunks. I'm just getting in a bit of training while your moms and Puar go shopping."
Trunks shot Yamcha an arrogant smirk. "Why even bother. The Super Saiyans have taken over all the major battles. What use could you be?"
"That isn't very nice Trunks," said Goten.
Trunks turned to Goten and shrugged. "But it's true. The only ones who put up a meaningful fight against Buu were super saiyans and the fat Buu. The fat Buu doesn't fight any more so that just leaves us."
Yamcha hid his hurt feelings under a smile. "Well, it doesn't hurt to just stay fit, besides, we can't call out the super saiyans for ever little thing. I mean, I have to at least be able to defend myself against common criminals."
"Fine, whatever." Trunks then turned to Goten. "Hey Goten, let's go to my room and play."
An excited smile appeared on Goten's face. "Yeah, let's go!" The two young super saiyans quickly waved goodbye to Yamcha before rushing into the mansion.
Yamcha let out a deep sigh before sitting down under a nearby tree. I can't believe that a bunch of kids are more useful than I am in a battle. I guess I'll be in their shadow for the rest of my life. Oh well…I'm no stranger to anything like this.
The truth was that Yamcha had kept his utter humiliation bottled up inside for many years. He sometimes spoke to Puar about not being strong enough, but even she did not know how he truly felt.
When the saiyans arrived he was the first to die, and at the hands of a saibaman. It's true that he had been able to defeat a member of the Ginyu Force on King Kai's planet, but that was not a crucial battle. It was under a completely controlled circumstance and if things went wrong, someone like Pikkon could've bailed them out.
When Garlic Junior arrived, he was brainwashed and ended up hurting more than helping. As for when the androids arrived, all he had done was showed the others how powerful their enemy was by getting himself into trouble. The only really useful thing he could do was carry Goku home to be cured. Later on, during the Cell Games, the Cell Juniors had beaten him senselessly.
By the time Buu came into the picture, he had completely given up on the idea of being able to defend the earth. He was forced to rely on a pair of children to protect him. As the saiyans struggled against Buu, all he could do was hope that they would win.
However, the biggest blow to him had been when Bulma left him for Vegeta. Sure, Bulma had fought with him many times after he cheated on her, but they always made up afterwards. As the battle with the androids approached, he had realized it was time to grow up, but it was too little to late. Now the only women he ever loved was with a saiyan. He felt so inferior, and though he was well over Bulma, he couldn't help but feel an inferiority complex towards the saiyans.
Yamcha shook his head. No Yamcha…you can't think like that. All your friends are alive. This is a happy time.
"Hey Yamcha." Yamcha looked up and saw Goku walking over to him. "I thought I'd find you here. Goten said you were doing some training."
"Yeah, but I got a bit bored. I'm not as much of a fighting enthusiast as you and Vegeta."
"Yeah, I guess." Goku grinned and scratched the back of his head in a classic manner. "So how've you been lately?"
"Oh, you know. I'm still playing some baseball. The team's amazed at how old I am."
"I'll bet. I doubt there are any other baseball players above thirty."
"Kakarot, what are you doing?" Goku looked back and saw an annoyed looking Vegeta approaching them. "We're supposed to be sparring."
Goku made a childish pouting face at the saiyan prince. "Come on Vegeta, I sparred with you for a while. I like doing it, but I can't just ignore my other friends."
Vegeta gritted his teeth and before smirking at Yamcha. "What could be so interesting about a weakling like him? All he does is play baseball and go out on dates. He's like your son, Gohan."
Yamcha cast his eyes down. Goku noticed this and decided to stick up for him. "Just because Yamcha isn't as strong as a super saiyan doesn't mean you have the right to call him weak."
"Oh really?" Vegeta grinned broadly. "May I remind you that he's a baby compared to our eight and nine-year old sons?" Those words made Yamcha feel small, very small.
As the two saiyans continued to debate Yamcha's merits, Froster's giant ship watched them from the Earth's orbit.
"Are you going to destroy the planet now Lord Froster?" asked Pearu.
Froster shook his head. "No Pearu. I don't think that would work. I'm not as powerful as my relatives so it will take me longer to gather up the necessary energy. Even if I launch my attack from the safety of space, Goku will be able to detect it and intercept it before it does any real damage. He does know that instant transmission after all."
"So what do we do now?"
"That's where those wishes come in. I will beam Goku up here onto the ship and deal with him myself. If he tries to blast his way out, he will die in the vacuum of space. Fire up the teleporter Banan."
Banan was the alien that looked like Cui. He pushed some buttons on a keyboard at his workstation.
A beam of eerie green light shot down from the ship and enveloped Goku, Vegeta and Yamcha.
"Um…sir, in addition to Goku, we have the saiyan Vegeta and some human," said Banan.
Images of Goku, Vegeta and Yamcha appeared on the monitor as the trio appeared in what looked like a large arena.
Froster grinned maliciously. "This is good. Goku and Vegeta…killing them both would be ample vengeance and I would be killing two birds with one stone."
"What about the human sire?" asked Banan.
"Oh him? That's just Yamcha. I'll let you take care of him."
Banan grinned maliciously. "Ah yes…this will be fun."
Pearu chuckled lightly. "Yes. I cannot wait to see the look of horror on Goku's face when he realizes how useless his super saiyan 3 is."
The three captives looked around and examined their new surroundings.
"Where…are we?" Goku scratched his head as he looked around the arena they were in. It resembled the Roman Coliseum. "How did we get here?"
"I think we were beamed up here. It must have something to do with that green glow from a few minutes ago." Yamcha looked stared up at the roof in awe. "This place is huge."
"My guess is, we're on a spaceship," said Vegeta. "That glow came from a transporter beam. I've seen them in action when I used to work for Frieza."
"Maybe we'll have to fight you guys," said Yamcha. "I think whoever brought us here wants revenge for something."
Vegeta gave Yamcha an amused look. "If it comes to that I suggest you stand back and let the real warriors fight."
"Knock it off Vegeta," said an annoyed Goku. "It looks like we've got company."
The group looked to the far end of the coliseum and saw a green beam of light. Out of the beam materialized a creature that made their eyes widen.
"He looks like...Frieza!" said Yamcha.
"Oh…not another one," said Goku in a disappointed tone. "Doesn't your family learn anything?"
Froster let out an evil laugh as he approached them. "Contrary to what you might think, our family does learn from a relative's mistake. I have planned ahead for this encounter and am fully prepare to take both you and Vegeta down. Don't think you can surprise me, I am well aware of the fusion technique as well as Goku's super saiyan 3."
Vegeta smirked defiantly at him. "What a fool. Both Kakarot and I can crush you a thousand times over. You made a grave mistake by bringing both of us here. I don't sense much power from you at all."
Froster grinned at the saiyans. "I'm afraid you are mistaken Prince Vegeta. You will both learn what it is like to be humiliated. However, there's something I must do first. I promised one of my henchmen that he could play with that human of yours." Froster snapped his fingers, causing a trapdoor to open beneath Yamcha.
"Yamcha!" Goku watched in dismay as Yamcha fell through the floor. The floor closed up before Goku could do anything.
Goku turned to Froster with an angry look. "You won't get away with this!"
Froster shook his head. Amusing monkeys.
Yamcha landed with a thump in what looked like a training ring. As he stood up he heard laughter. Zeroing in on the source, he saw Banan, the alien that resembled Cui.
"What's so funny?" asked Yamcha in an angry voice.
"Isn't it obvious human?" asked Banan. "While Lord Froster deals with your two saiyan friends, I will have fun killing you."
Yamcha took his fighting stance. "Looks like I'll get to fight after all. Let's see how well you deal with my Wolf Fang Fist."
