A figure emerged from the top of the meteorite, slowly floating up towards the sky in the process before stopping mid-air. It was so far away from the Z Fighters that it looked like a silhouette. Vegeta glared up with an uncertain look on his face, "What is that thing?"
The rest of our heroes remained silent, waiting for this potential new foe to make any kind of movement. Suddenly, the figure appeared to fall out of the sky, crash landing somewhere in the crater.
Goku gasped, "That guy might be hurt!" Goku was eager to power up and fly towards the location of where this person fell, but he was stopped by Vegeta.
"Hold it right there, Kakarot!" Vegeta said, putting his arm in front of Goku to gain his attention. "We don't know anything about this meteorite, where it came from and whoever that is over there, and you want to help them? We could be facing a new enemy."
Goku laughed at his friend, "We're not going to find out until we check this guy out, right?" Vegeta grunted and was about to reply to his rival, but decided not to in the end, knowing best there was no use in arguing with someone who wouldn't listen to him. "Well, let's go then." Goku said, flying towards the crash site afterwards. Piccolo, Goten, Trunks and Gohan were quick to follow. Vegeta glanced at the meteorite with the same uncertain look on his face and then took off after the others. Goku was the first to find the figure they saw and rushed over towards what appeared to be a unconscious being. The Saiyan was overwhelmed with horror at what he saw. Eventually, the others found Goku's location and were shocked to find him standing like he was frozen. It wasn't until they saw what Goku was staring at that they realized why he was speechless.
He was in an empty void. His eyes opened with hesitation because of the horrors that he had seen in his tragic life. All he saw was darkness. Nothing but darkness. "Where... Where am I? I see nothing... darkness... Am I in the... afterlife? No, I can't! I can't be! I can't fail them!" He gazed down at his body armor and saw it was nearly all wrecked. He then noticed something that would horrify him for the rest of his life; blood. Normally, blood wouldn't bother him, but it was the blood of his best friend. The one that sacrificed herself so that he could live. Upon remembering that tragic day, tears began flowing out of his eyes. He then heard something else that would also scar him for life, a voice. It was the voice of the one that killed her. The one that took her away from him. It was all coming back to him. He promised himself never to think of that day again, but it was like someone was forcing him to. He cried out one last time before his vision reappeared at a scene he thought he'd never experience again.
"Fool." An intimidating dark voice said, sending goosebumps through the duo. "Do you honestly think you have any chance of defeating me?"
A young woman, dressed in similar armor to the boy standing beside her took a few steps forward with little to no confidence, her body shaking ever so slightly, "Have to be honest with you, I don't think we stand a chance." The boy gasped and looked up at her. The armored girl tilted her eyes towards the panicking boy, "Don't worry about it. I've told you before, it's better to go down fighting than to not fight at all. That's one of the many rules of being a Saiyan. Remember, you're the male one here, if anything, I should be the one panicking."
The boy replied with hesitation in his voice, "Um... sure... I hope so."
Their moment was interrupted by their opponent, "Sorry to cut your little chat short, but I've been awfully generous by giving you two time to say your goodbyes. Unfortunately, your time is up. Prepare to die!" The horrifying voice roared, charging towards the duo. The female got into a defensive stance, her actions influencing the boy to do the same. Their menacing opponent attempted to attack the girl with its fist, the female Saiyan barely managing to dodge the attack. Unfortunately, there was no time for her react so quickly again as a powerful kick struck her chest. The female Saiyan slowly fell down to the blood stained floor. Her blood.
Her armored companion cried in horror at the blood and the lifeless body, "No!"
"Yes." The enemy replied. "Poor girl. She never knew what hit her. I'm still feeling very generous, so I'll give you a minute or two to say your goodbyes and then I'll give you a head start in a game of Hide and Seek. You're playing, by the way." The owner of the haunting voice turned towards the shaking male Saiyan. "You know, monkey. I'm surprised. You're very scared. Then again, I did kill your friend, still, shouldn't you Saiyans be showing some confidence no matter what scenario you're in? Oh well."
He was too busy being attacked by his own thoughts to concentrate on what the murderer was saying. He had lost her. The one person who understood him. The person who tried to make him great. He had lost her and it was all his fault.
The darkness of the void once again clogged up his vision. He saw nothing. He heard nothing. Still, he had been through so much in his life that when nothing was happening, this was a gift more than a curse. Despite what he thought, something was happening. His mind was being attacked by thoughts. Terrible thoughts. Every single little thing he had been through was raiding his mind without mercy. "Why am I tormented like this? Haven't I been through enough? Why can't someone finally just put me to rest once and for all?"
Goku awoke to the birds singing outside and the sun shining down through the window. He was in Kame House. Goku at first was wondering why he was here all of a sudden and he gazed around looking for an answer, but then he remembered it all. Goten was also present and he was awake, wondering himself when his father would notice his presence. Eventually, he decided to speak up, "Took you long enough, dad. You've been asleep for a while."
"Gee, sorry Goten. I was just really tired after waiting for that guy to wake up." Goku explained, yawning in the process. He stretched his arms and stood up.
Goten yawned in return and then spoke, "So, dad." Goku looked down on his son who was sitting down on a chair, eager for his son to continue. "Who do you think that is? Why does he look like... well... you know..."
"Like a Saiyan?" Goku responded with a slightly serious tone to his voice. "He has the tail and everything. It's bizarre. Don't you agree, son?"
"That is not a Saiyan!" A familiar angry voice called out. Vegeta walked into the room and grunted at the father and son. "Don't you know anything? The only Saiyans that are left counting out the half breeds are me and Kakarot. All the Saiyans before the destruction of our planet were part of Frieza's army and if this guy survived the destruction, he would have joined my group alongside Nappa and Raditz. Even if he managed to evade being discovered by Frieza's army, there would have been no way he could have survived alone."
Goku shrugged his shoulders and responded, "It's a convincing argument." Vegeta grunted again, knowing his rival would say something that would most likely aggravate him. "But you saw him, Vegeta. He has the Saiyan armor and a tail. What else could he be?"
"A weakling." Vegeta said, spitting on the ground and walking out. Goku sighed, but the good news was just around the corner.
Goku heard the welcoming voice of his first son, Gohan, calling up to him, "Dad! He's waking up!"
"He is?" Goten called out, hopping off his chair and running downstairs to where Master Roshi had put the unconscious Saiyan. Goku followed him, still curious about this unknown Saiyan.
Goku, Vegeta, Gohan, Goten, Trunks, Piccolo and Master Roshi were all present when the Saiyan barely opened his eyes after his long sleep, "Uh..." He gazed up and saw seven figures staring down at him. "Who...who...me? You're... I'm... alive? What...?" The saiyan's eyes suddenly shot open and he jumped out of bed, "Prince Vegeta? Impossible!"
Out of nowhere, the young Saiyan charged up an energy blast and fired at the prince who he blocked it with ease, this sudden attack made the other warriors get into a fighting stance in case of an attack. Vegeta walked towards the surprised Saiyan and grabbed him by the neck, "Alright kid. Who the heck are you and why did you attack me?"
"Did...Did it work?" He laughed, spitting in Vegeta's face by what appeared to be an accident.
Vegeta was not impressed. His anger was growing which backed up his decision to throw the newcomer against the wall, "If you don't want to die, you're going to explain who you are."
The beaten warrior gazed up in pain, "Oh dear lord. It worked..."
"Oh for crying out loud. What are you babbling on about now?" Vegeta demanded, his patience being tested in a way he heavily disliked.
The Saiyan slowly stood up and regained his balance. He saw everyone staring at him and hesitation began growing all over him. Eventually, he spoke, "My... My name is Vegeta. Prince Vegeta, from a different dimension to yours."