The four Saiyans all hovered in the blood red sky. Each of them all looked around, spotting one giant cave in the middle of practically nowhere surrounded by rocky pillars. None could tell if it was day or night with the lack of sun and moon.

PIPI PIPI

"They're all here," Raditz informed, having scanned life via his green scouter. "Although for some reason none of them bother to exit their homes." Here near no life presence seemed to be present.

"I see..." Vegeta stretched out his hand. "Let's give them a good morning call." A bright blue ball began to flicker like a light in Vegeta's palm. "Huha!"

Kakarot watched as the small bright ball flashed by fairly quickly that he couldn't even keep his eyes on the attack as it made its way down towards its destination.

BOOM!

A loud explosion followed. Nothing but smoke could be seen below just moments after having detonated. Kakarot eyed the three other Saiyans, whom all were grinning as they caused a rather destructive disruption. "That should give them all the warning they need," Vegeta said. He looked over at Raditz and said Saiyan's brother. "We're going to go up north and take out the entire section surrounded there. You two go down south and dispatch of the fools there. We'll meet back here in the equator in about three hours for a checkup."

Raditz nodded. "Done."

Vegeta didn't add anything at all and carried on with their mission. He and Nappa started to take off, leaving the area up north.

Raditz got ready for his mission as well and noticed that his brother was still looking over the impact Vegeta had caused."Are you coming or what?"

"Yes." Kakarot broke out of his trance and caught up with his older brother, heading south of the planet.

Raditz had a smug look on his face. "Now it's been said that the people here are quite potent. So it's best that you and I both stay on our toes. Especially considering how strong you are, Kakarot...you need to be very careful."

"I suppose so," Kakarot said. "I wouldn't want to die here."

"When we meet up in three hours that's when it's time to get real. We can have fun for a little bit, but after that, it's time to do away with this entire population. This planet has been in the pool for months and it's about time someone has come to carry it out."

Kakarot's eyes moved to the side a little, having spotted some little figures moving about. "I believe I've found some victims..." Kakarot took a slight turn to his right, now leading Raditz to the first area. The moment the two stopped, just hovering over the homes below, they looked down. All of the houses were made of little rocky huts with doors made of the same exact material. The main thing they had their eyes on, however, was the giant cave left unattended to.

"Well, brother. I'd say it's about time we do away with these fools." Raditz reached his hand out to his side. "You are more than welcome to be the first to start it off."

"Hm." Kakarot held his hand upside down, right near his face. Focusing a bit of energy, a purple ball of ki began to form in his hands. "Let's see how they like this." Kakarot cocked his hand back and flicked the ball down quickly

The two watched the fire develop below subsequent to a minor explosion. The giant cave that people resided in had blown up. There was a medium-sized cloud of smoke during the aftermath. Once the area cleared out, half of the cave could be visible. "Hm. That was horrible work, little brother." Raditz chuckled. "But no matter. That was more than I originally expected anyhow." Raditz charged ki in his hand, which was raised into the sky. "Let me show you how it's done!" Raditz had the look of a madman, preparing to finish what Kakarot had started. "Here!" Raditz began to send the attack down.

"No, you don't!" A man of rather pale skin color popped out of nowhere and rammed his shoulder into Raditz's arm. Raditz wasn't expecting this and had been forced to move to the side from the unexpected impact. The attack he readied to cause destruction with was re-directed slightly to the side. The blast landed just before the cave, a grand amount of smoke ensuing.

"What the hell?" Raditz looked to where he was struck from. Seeing that it was one of the inhabitants, his built up frustration went towards him. "How dare you..."

The pale looking man had his eyes glued to Raditz and held his hand behind his back, holding up a signal of two.

"Got it..." One of the people below saw the signal and took this as a sign to flee. A female below ran off the scene, noticing that one of them was distracted. She wasn't to be spotted as the cloud of smoke had her blended in within the area below. Not to mention the black grass didn't help much for loacting her either.

"You think you're quite the valiant one, coming here and saving some of those that are bound to die anyway." Raditz smiled in the man's face. "We're going to have fun with you."

Kakarot was sort of focused on the interaction with Raditz and this random person. Out the corner of his eye, he spotted someone within the smoke running. Kakarot, seeing one of the first people he'd be able to attack, smiled. He pointed his index finger right at the woman who continued to flee. Slowly he had ki being charged in his finger, ready to take her out by using some target practice.

"Kakarot!" Raditz called out, interrupting his brother's concentration.

Kakarot immediately put forth his attention towards Raditz, the ki he had been charging immediately fading away. "Yo."

The female running for her life looked back at the others, hoping none would be on her tail. A small smile of victory came over her upon realizing that she had managed to escape. That was all she needed. "There's no way they're going to win." The female hopped into the air and shot off, a trail of purple energy being left behind.

PIPIPIPIPI

"A simple power-level of 400," Raditz said. "While this fool may give you quite the challenge, I can say that you're able to take him."

"I'm not here to play games," the man said. "I am here to slay you. None of you are going to destroy us. We've already taken out the first wave of your crew. Coming here with reinforcements is pointless."

"Of course," Raditz responded. "A few dozen weaklings were sent here to dispatch of your planet. They truly underestimated you all. That one elite member did wreak a bit of havoc before mysteriously being killed, however. I hear that a few ten thousand here has now been reduced to only a couple thousand."

"Maybe so. But I, Motael, will be the ones to finish you all for good!" The man had a look of vengeance, hell-bent on rendering pay-back.

"Here's your chance, Kakarot!" Raditz warned.

Motael looked over to his side, where Kakarot originally was. "Huh?" The man, having a lack of skill when it came to sensing energy, was totally lost. "Where'd he go?"

Kakarot reappeared just behind Motael. "Here." Kakarot rammed two of his fists that were clapped together against the man's neck.

Motael was caught by surprise and sent flying down. As he didn't continue to plummet at rapid speeds he eventually managed to regain control of himself and flip himself over before he hit his head first on the ground. He bounced on his feet, quickly jerking his head up in the sky in search for Kakarot. "Let's go, then..." Motael looked up, his eyes on a dozen ki attacks coming his way. Motael hopped into the air, flying towards his opponent.

Kakarot merely watched as Motael tried to fight his way through. Motael, being quite versatile, dodged one of the ki attacks-barely. Acting on impulse Motael spun around, letting one of the other blasts simply graze his face. He smacked away two more back to back, which stung his hand quite a bit. "Have some of this." Motael formed a small wave of ki and shot it right back at Kakarot.

All of Kakarot's ki attacks were each evaporated immediately upon being touched by Motael's wave of red ki. Kakarot moved off to the side, just barely evading the attack targeted for himself. He looked back as it continued into the air, seeing it disappear. Upon turning around, Kakarot received a hard lick to the face.

While Kakarot managed to stand his ground while in the air, he was rendered a two piece back to back before having a foot sent directly to his chest plate. Kakarot did feel those hits greatly, but being endurable as he is he managed to get a hold of Motael's foot. Kakarot raised his elbow and got ready in an attempt to break the man's leg.

Motael used his other foot and kicked Kakarot across the face with the tip of his heel. Motael spun around in mid-air, Kakarot still floating. Using his hands Motael blasted Kakarot dead on, sending the Saiyan further back.

Raditz observed the fight. "Quite impressive...Kakarot is handling himself well for someone who's power-level is only at 333 compared to that of 400." Raditz folded his arms and continued to observe the fight. He mostly set his brother up so he could see how he performed in battle. By the looks of it, Kakarot surely did retain the fighting instincts any average Saiyan would have over the years.

Elsewhere the female that ran away from almost certain death made it just before a temple. She, like Motael, had a palish like skin tone, as well as any other inhabitant of their world. Her eyes were bright purple and she was short with long black hair that passed her somewhat broad shoulders. She was wearing a tunic, which only stopped right past her knees, letting her thick legs and thighs show. A guard was standing right before her, blocking the entrance door that was right behind him.

"What is it, Dedana?" he asked, already being very familiar with her. Everyone knew everyone with the world they lived in.

Dedana was almost out of breath, going as fast as she could. "They're back here Valmo," she responded. "They're attacking our people with stronger forces."

"How many are there?" Valmo asked.

"I don't know," Dedana responded. "But it would be a good idea if you bothered to check it out right now. It's just a bit up north. The middle of the southern section."

Valmo nodded. Immediately he knew he had to do something, not wanting to lose any more lives. "If the king asks why I'm off duty, then he'll know." The tall, yet also pale man took off into the air.

Dedana didn't waste any time and opened the entrance to the temple. The moment she entered, she spotted her king, alongside two other guards. "King Lycan!" Dedana yelled.

The place was nowhere indeed as lavish and fashionable anyone would think that the residence of the king would normally be. Everything was either made up of wood and rock, though the people there were extremely comfortable with it.

Lycan sat atop a coffin. His men below him, Furo and Jolf each stood alongside one another. Lycan merely stared at Dedana in an odd manner. The woman, having forgotten her place, kneeled down with great haste. "My king! They're back...with reinforcements!"

"So?" Furo asked. He scoffed. He was a short and kind of burly man, very buff. Jolf on the side of him was tall, and in perfect shape. "Why Motael and some others can take them on, yes?."

"I don't think so," Dedana shook her head. "They seem far more experienced. They didn't use those machine things to blow our homes up...into pieces."

Jolf's eyebrow raised a bit. He could tell just by doing something like that, that these people were far more impressive. Only skilled warriors were capable of forming their own energy based attacks. "We already know we're being attacked," Jolf responded. "There are two more up north, wreaking havoc."

"W-Wait..." Dedana took a heavy breath. "Seriously?"

"We did announce that any more intruders would be tracked. We were aware and preparing a battle plan. Go outside and tell Valmo to come in. We have a plan to discuss."

"Oh...uhm...about Valmo..."

"Don't tell me that you told him to go off and fight them by himself!?" Furo nearly yelled.

"Where is he?" Jolf asked, speaking much more calmly than his partner on the side of him.

"He went to go fight the two I saw by myself," Dedana responded. "If I had known that you required him for a specific plan then I would have never told him anything."

"Valmo is the weakest link amongst us," Jolf said. "We don't tell him anything unless it's set in stone. We initially had a good idea of our plan. But without him, it's impossible to do."

"In that case then what do we do?" Dedana asked. Moments prior to being here, the woman was confident that with the assistance of the superiors, they'd come out on top yet again. But realizing she had messed it up, the woman was getting quite nervous.

Lycan, the king, hopped off a coffin made of rock. As soon as he stepped down, a crushing sound could be heard subsequent to landing on a skull The king was so pale that he appeared as if he was dead. He was taller than Furo, but shorter than Jolf. He had a slim physique, not very buff, though very toned. He walked over to Dedana. Dedana gulped as her king walked towards her. Never before was he this close. "Kneel."

Dedana didn't have to be told twice. "Yes, my king. Anything that you need I am here for you. Just ask and I'll give."

Lycan turned around and raised his hand into the air. He took off his shirt, revealing his lean body. He threw his coat full of bones towards the ground and stretched his arms out to the side. Dedana looked up. She watched as Lycan's back began to bulge a little bit. Her eyes widened.

WHOSSH!

Out from Lycan's back appeared a pair of wings. They had veins and were quite transparent. Furo scoffed upon realizing what this meant. Jolf looked at Lycan's wings, as they twitched. He nodded and walked over to the king. "I will handle this, my lord."

Lycan nodded as well and brought his wings back into his back. He picked up his coat and went towards a dinner table with nothing but bowls and bones on them. He sat by a bowl, filled with blood and picked it up, going to take a sip.

Dedana looked down in fear, knowing what was coming next. She could hear Jolf's footsteps nearing closer and closer towards her. Once he stood over her he spoke. "Dedana...you have broken law 1260, one of the bigger crimes against Anded and her people. You should not have come here at such a time. Thanks to you that Valmo is gone there is a higher possibility of a lot more of lives being lost than originally calculated." Jolf placed his hands atop Dedana's head. "So for breaking this law...you will die and eventually come back as esclavisas for everyone." Jolf closed his eyes and just placed a little pressure on Dedana's head.

Even as if nothing happened, Dedana just suddenly fell over on her back, eyes rolled up. Jolf turned around. "When she rises from the dead, she will know automatically that she is to be everyone's slave...all of whom still reside in this world. Compliance will be definite."

The customs of their world were quite different than most others. They were extremely set back in technology, though very traditional with their methods. Regardless of what they had, or lack thereof, they had one thing many other species did not: High principals.

"Good," Furo said with a chuckle. "I remember over 75 years ago when Vurma was everyone's slave. Boy did that go wrong. Idiots keep breaking simple rules. I wonder if they even study anymore."

Jolf ignored Furo's comment and looked at his king: Lycan. "What shall we do, my king?"

"Watanoz," Lycan said, speaking in their foreign tongue.

"Wait...what?" Furo asked. He looked over to Jolf, a bit confused. "Can you translate?"

"If you remembered the language of the beginning of our race's creation you'd understand," Jolf responded. "The king wishes for us to wait for Valmo's arrival."

"I understood that first part of the word."

Jolf shook his head. "And so we wait...we shall probably send out the Sora Bolodar?" Jolf asked.

"You're talking about those little flying recording thingies?" Furo asked.

Jolf nodded, still looking onto Lycan.

"Uhnohra," Lycan answered, demanding Jolf to send out their spying cameras at the present moment.

"Very well." Jolf went towards Lycan's coffin. He placed one of his index fingers through the eyes of a skull that was attached to the center of the coffin, with his middle finger in the other. "If my mind serves me correctly then this should be the twentieth category of where the Sora Bolodar lies. Hopefully, we have multiples." The coffin held in multiple weapons and other devices. Yes, they lacked in technology compared to other species, though they were people known for improvising.

Furo and Lycan watched as Jolf pulled out bat-shaped looking devices with obvious screens on them. "Here they are..."

Raditz stayed observing the fight between his brother and one of the inhabitants of Planet Anded.

Kakarot was in the air, a bit battle damaged. Motael was down below with a few scratches here and there, but nowhere near as much as Kakarot. The young Saiyan raised one of his hands into the air and just unleashed a medium-sized ball ofpurple energy below towards Motael.

Motael balled his fist and aimed it at Kakarot. Four of his knuckles formed beams and shot little lines of energy, which went towards said Saiyan at rapid speeds. Motael hopped into the air, waiting for the attack to near his opponent. Elevating himself in the sky a little bit more Motael looked just below him, where the energy ball was to be. He put his hand straight down and shot a ball of ki at Kakarot's attack. Motael's ball pushed Kakarot's attack into the ground, which was followed by a small explosion, leading up to a grand amount of smoke.

"Where'd he go?" Kakarot was a bit focused on where Motael was, having a hard time sensing for ki, although he was going to have to worry about himself now as there were attacks coming for him. Kakarot blocked his face using his arms by crossing them in an X like position. Each of them did more than just sting, but Kakarot did manage to stand his ground against the attacks that picked at the skin of his arms.

Raditz was still watching, making acute observations. "While Kakarot is the weaker one, he does certainly have some battle experience. Being able to stand up against someone stronger than himself could definitely be used to our advantage when we leave to conquer other worlds."

PIPIPIPIPIPIPI

"Huh?" Raditz's scouter started to beep once it managed to pick up a signal. "There's a power-level over 600 coming here...and quickly." Raditz quickly glanced over at Kakarot, then back to his left. "Kakarot!" Raditz called out. "There's a power coming here and quickly!"

Kakarot just nodded. "I already felt it." The Saiyan blocked a punch from Motael, now more serious than before. "Alright." Kakarot was grinning from ear to ear. "Now let's see how you like me at one hundred percent."

"What?" Motael jumped at Kakarot, taking the Saiyan head on. "Stop bluffing!"

Kakarot ducked under Motael's strike. "Of course..." He came back up and rammed his fist into Motael's stomach. "Actions speak louder than words." Kakarot followed up with a deadly uppercut, sending Motael flying uncontrollably into the sky.

"Kakarot's power-level...it just increased to 450. But how could he hold back so much power at will? It makes no sense."

And here Motael was actually trying, going all out against Kakarot. Thanks to fighting so recklessly, he was fatigued. And fighting fatigued against someone who just warmed up didn't sound like a good idea in Motael's head.

Kakarot shot into the air, making it just above Motael. Kakarot performed an upside down boot, which connected directly against Motael's nose. Kakarot smiled once he heard a crack. Motael was plummetting down like a rocket ship. Once Kakarot was no longer upside down he shot down as fast as he could. Just before Motael could hit the ground Kakarot drove his knee dead in the center of Motael's back, having the man elicit a slight yelp of pain. Kakarot relished this moment, never having demonstrated so much power over someone. Saliva was coming out of Motael's mouth just from the hits.

Just as Motael was lying on Kakarot's knee, Kakarot looked dead into his pained eyes that were on his pale face. The Saiyan kept his knee raised, holding Motael still. Kakarot placed his hand on Motael's stomach. "Maybe if you were a better fighter you'd stand a better chance." Kakarot didn't hesitate and blew Motael's stomach off. He quickly placed his right foot back down before doing so, letting his attack go through and hit the black grass as well. Motael was sent right into the ground. Kakarot just kept his hand out, letting it go on for a few seconds.

There was no screaming or any sounds of pain coming from Motael, who was now dead. Kakarot looked at the man's corpse that lied in a hole, which could definitely be mistaken as a burial. His face could be seen, with the look of acceptance just moments before his death. Kakarot turned around and looked up towards Raditz, who simply nodded in acknowledgment.

"Damn it!" Valmo had just arrived at the scene, witnessing the death of one of his own. "I'm too late." He looked over at Motael's gravesite. Seeing one of the intruders next to it he knew what happened. "Tch...!" Valmo shot down and landed just a dozen yards away from Kakarot. He stood exactly at the Saiyan's height, with the exact same build. His hair was completely down, though the tips of his hair were extremely spiky looking. "You..." Valmo pointed at Kakarot. "You will pay for this...!"

Kakarot knew he was completely outmatched. Out the corner of his eye, he noticed that Raditz wasn't going to do anything except only spectate. Both knew he was outmatched, but he had to try anyway. 'Hm.' Kakarot looked at Valmo, who was staring him down. Not wanting to prolong the fight, Kakarot initiated his next match "I'm going to end this quickly." Kakarot hopped into the air and unleashed approximately a dozen ki attacks.

Valmo shot right passed all of them and went straight to The Saiyan. Kakarot didn't expect this and went to block his face by crossing his arms. Valmo didn't hesitate and broke right through Kakarot's defenses with a hard elbow. Once Kakarot was completely open Valmo struck the Saiyan right across the face with a complete open palm.

Kakarot's face instantly went red, leaving a handprint. Valmo didn't stop there and smacked him once more. Even though he was being smacked none of those attacks tickled. Valmo struck him with such force that if he happened to punch him, it would possibly break his jaw. Valmo kept his palms open, ready to strike Kakarot once again. "Now let's do it like this..." out of his hands were spikes coming right from his hands.

Kakarot noted this instantly and flew backward, still looking ahead at Valmo. He blinked once and Valmo was no longer where he last saw him. Kakarot felt an energy behind him and re-directed himself by shooting up into the air, just barely avoiding his opponent. Once he looked up he saw Valmo looking right at him. Kakarot didn't stop on time and was bopped right atop the ahead with a double axe handle strike.

Kakarot shot back down, almost hitting the ground face first as he saved himself by landing on all fours. Kakarot placed his right hand behind him and shot a few ki attacks away. Valmo swatted all of them away and continued his way headfirst with his palms open. "Your life ends here!"

Kakarot crawled away before pushing himself off the ground and flipping back onto his two feet. As soon as he turned around Valmo came right at him and punched him in the face. Kakarot's face was directed at the ground, leaving another opening for Valmo, who had his hands open and ready to strike right through Kakarot's chest plate.

Kakarot's eyes shot open the moment they went through and pierced his skin. "RAGH!" Those spikes he felt going into his chest plate reached a bit into his chest, which now bled. On impulse, the Saiyan raised his elbow and struck it right down at Valmo's arm. Kakarot managed to send Valmo's arm down, detaching the spiky material from Valmo's hands. Luckily for the newly recruited Saiyan, it didn't go in too deep and didn't strike any vital organs

Kakarot grabbed the spikes and pulled them out of his chest, which made more blood come out, leaking down his armor. "Tch!" He tossed them over to the ground. He managed to warm himself up during his fight with Motael. Though fighting Valmo to the end would not only be a challenge but extremely exhausting as well.

'Come on Kakarot...' Raditz was itching to jump in, but he controlled himself. 'Show me you can win even when the odds are stacked against you.' Raditz tried his best to remain still and only spectate. He knew Kakarot would have trouble in this fight, though he wanted to see if his brother had any tricks up his sleeve...anything to turn the battle around.

Valmo shot at Kakarot with his other palm that had spikes attached to those as well. Kakarot bent backward, just barely evading the sharp and lethal material. Once Kakarot rose back up he struck Valmo right across the face. Valmo's head barely budged. Valmo kneed Kakarot in the ribs and elbowed him in the face. With each strike, Kakarot felt as if something in his body was on the very verge of breaking.

Kakarot charged an energy attack in his hand and blasted Valmo head-on before him. "DIE!" He stood there and waited, hoping he inflicted at least some bit of damage.

Valmo simply stood there, not even affected. His tunic was tattered a bit, and his skin a bit scratched, though nothing more than that. Kakarot jumped back a bit in order to create distance between him and Valmo, breathing heavily. "I'm going to end this!" He had his hands up and behind his head, creating a sizable ball of purple ki, which had dark black lines of ki crepitating around it.

"Not on my watch...!" Valmo wasn't going to permit Kakarot get the drop on him anything against him and dashed forward the Saiyan.

Valmo didn't let Kakarot unleash his attack and gut-checked the Saiyan with great force. Kakarot's ball of energy did begin to fade, but he stood in control. Kakarot clenched his jaw. He charged more energy into his attack. "RAH!" Kakarot hit Valmo dead on.

Valmo didn't even have time to block. Kakarot's attack connected and managed to send him back a little, though not much. 'Kakarot just managed to push his power up to 500 just using that attack...somehow he is able to place energy into one main focal point and enhance his power doing so...even I can't do that.'

Valmo placed his hands under the attack and shot it into the sky. He looked up, watching as it flew away. Kakarot came right at him and punched him dead in the stomach the moment he found an opening. Valmo slightly budged, though didn't display much of a reaction. He elbowed Kakarot right in the nose, sending the Saiyan stumbling back. Charging an energy attack in the hands, he aimed at Kakarot and fired.

Kakarot was sent sliding away on the ground, rolling over from the impact of the attack. Raditz shook his head, seeing his brother being beaten pathetically. 'Fool...He's not going to survive this. No matter how many nice techniques you may know, strength is everything in battle!'

Valmo placed his right out and above his head. "Now your turn." The energy shot from the palm of his hand and into the air. Once the ball of ki reached 30 feet into the air, it was re-directed back down and onto Kakarot.

Kakarot looked up, certain death to be coming his way. If it hit, then there was nothing he'd be able to do to get back up from it.

"Enough of this bullshit...!" Raditz dashed over in front of Kakarot and swatted the attack away from them both. The Saiyan had enough of his brother's poor performance and jumped in before Kakarot would receive a fate equal to those he had killed before. "Your fate will now be decided by me...!" Raditz pointed at himself.

Valmo crouched down, deciding to take on Raditz as well. "Then let it be so. Give me your best shot." He had an extremely easy time with Kakarot, so he didn't think anything of it when it came to Raditz wanting to face him as well.

"Hn!" Raditz faded out of sight, initiating his battle. Kakarot wasn't able to spot Raditz's movement and tried to sense out for his ki, though Raditz was all over the place. Kakarot looked over to Valmo and saw that the male was struggling to feel for Raditz just as much as he was.

Valmo didn't even expect the long-haired Saiyan to appear before him with such speed and be struck hard in the gut just after seeing 's eyes were heavy, feeling like they were going to pop at any time due to Raditz's raw force of power, his feet starting to be forced off the ground. He clutched at his stomach in pain as he was being sent into the air prior to sliding through the black grass.

Raditz rose into the air and came down, stomping hard on Valmo's chest. Raditz chuckled and raised his foot, stomping on Valmo once more, hearing cracks from the man's body. Valmo let out another squeak. Raditz laughed a bit more, louder this time. Each stomp Valmo was in more pain. Each stomp he let out a louder yell. Each stomp Raditz laughed more at his pain, taking sincere pleasure from his victim's torture.

Kakarot watched from afar, ignoring Raditz's sadistic nature, thinking of other things. 'Is this how they've been living all their lives...fighting far greater opponents.' Kakarot couldn't fathom just how strong many others were. 'I was beginning to think I was unstoppable, that I'm the strongest to ever exist and then he comes along...' Raditz continued to stomp on Valmo, displaying complete dominance over him. 'I am going to be the best still...even if it means I have to surpass my brother...and those above him.'

"Alright!"

CRACK

"BUAHAHAHAHAAHA! You should have stayed home, pest!" Raditz raised his foot one more. "Say goodbye!" This time Raditz stomped as hard as he could, but not on Valmo's chest. All but this time he stomped on his head, breaking his skull in.

Once he was finished, Raditz turned around with a wide grin on his face. "And that...Kakarot. Is how you get it done."

Far up north Vegeta and Nappa were having some fun as well, destroying anything they saw at a moment's notice. Eventually, like Kakarot and Raditz, they were met with some people bold enough to attack. Multiple pale faces around them, men and women...some even children. "The past couple of cave villages couldn't even take any of us on..." Nappa chuckled. "What makes all of you think you even remotely have a chance?"

Vegeta just observed the exponential amount of people willing to take them all on. "There's over 200 of them. This is the biggest lot we've encountered yet." He clicked his scouter, looking to see if he were to get a decent reading from at least a handful of them. Once he checked everyone's power individually, Vegeta let out a disappointed sigh. "Although unfortunately none of these fools have a power-level over 150." He then grinned. Turning his attention over to the natives, Vegeta spoke. "I propose a challenge! How about all of you weaklings attack at once."

"Sounds like a good idea to me!" The first 50 people all hopped 100 feet into the air. The other 50 each lined up below, 75 feet into the air. The other 50 hopped 50 feet, with the last 50 all going 25 feet into the air. Each and every one of these pale-faced creatures charged energy attacks, ready to do away with the duo in a single alliance of four lines.

"Fools," Vegeta said. "I was simply playing. We know basic math. As if we were truly going to let the lot of you take us out!"

Nappa scoffed and raised two fingers upward. The first group that stood 25 feet in the air were all done with instantly, going up in smokes. Quickly Nappa used his same two fingers and swiped it across his face. A hellish fire enveloped a good amount of the individuals before them, having them all just eventually explode one by one.

Vegeta chuckled and shot a little small attack towards those 75 feet up. The group above couldn't believe how fast all of their people were being wiped out. The little attack Vegeta sent hit the man in the middle of it all. Just instantly right after a grand explosion went ouff...wiping out every single being 75 feet in the air. Slowly their bodies began to form into dust.

Vegeta grinned. "Now that it's quite even...you can all give it your best shot."

He and Nappa took joy of the ashes of every one they just disintegrated came down to the ground, only to be blown away by the wind.

"YOU WILL PAY!"

Vegeta and Nappa both waited patiently until the attacks came right towards them.

Furo, Jolf, and the king Lycan all watched on record what was taking place thanks to their bots. "It's obvious that the two that took out Motael and Valmo are the weaker ones." Jolf looked to the other camera. "These two, however..."

Lycan and the other two watched Vegeta and Nappa take out one of their stronger people, all of whom were a force to be reckoned with when they came together as one. "Valmo won't be coming back anytime soon," Furo mentioned.

Lycan turned around. Snapping his fingers, Furo and Jolf both looked onto their king. Jolf looked over to their king, awaiting him to speak. Looking directly at Furo he was going to give orders. "Gayaset ta thlos twas debeaka."

Furo nodded. He didn't have much of a good understanding when it came to their native tongue, but he managed to decipher out all of what his king said and smiled, finally going out into action for the first time in a long time. "That I understood." He turned around and took off right out the door.

"Do you wish for me to go off for the stronger two, my king?" Jolf asked as he kneeled before him.

Lycan nodded. "Mazakit Quarida."

Jolf smirked, knowing what he had to do. He, like Furo, was going to get into the spring of action as well. They only fought when things were dire, though they knew that they had everything under control. "Done." He left right out the door.

Once Lycan was left alone he sighed. "They won't stand a chance..." He turned around, looking right at his own coffin. He had many thoughts going through his head. He stood there, trying to make a simple decision. "Extra help we will require." Lycan walked over to his coffin, realizing what he had to do. He placed two fingers of his right hand into the eyes of a skull attached to his coffin and had is other two fingers do the same on the second skull attached to the coffin made up of simple rock. He looked at it and spoke a simple chant aloud in his native tongue. "Myi Giod kengaset pato Myeo. Thur hadyulp wenos kneedanos."

Lycan stepped back from the coffin, having finished the simple ritual. As an inferior would do their king, Lycan rose down onto his knee and had his eyes glued to the floor. The coffin began to change its shape. Slowly what used to be a coffin full of skulls on it was turned into a chair...as if it was a throne.

On the throne there was a man, sitting. He had a cloak on that covered his head, as well as his entire body. Inside the cloak, it was so dark that he couldn't be seen. The only thing that was noted was his red glowing eyes from the inside. His arms were all completely covered by long, grey sleeves with his legs being covered in the same silky material. Not one bit of skin on his body was allowed to be shown, even his hands, which had on gloves.

"Kharon...guardian of Planet Anded. It has been exactly 81 years since you have last been summoned, my god."

"When the influence took place..." Kharon spoke, his lowly tone sending chills down the King's spine.

"Yes." Lycan rose. "Myeo kneedo thur hadyulp."

"Our language has been long forgotten," the Guardian said. " Only three of us are capable of understanding the native tongue now, the regulars having long passed. We must stick with what's new and adapt.." Kharon spotted one of the cameras on the ceiling. There he could see countless lives being taken by the two upper-class Saiyans. "So...that's them?" Judging by how he asked, he didn't seem impressed in the slightest.

Lycan nodded his head. "Furo and Jolf are both bound to fail, my god. When they die I am in to go to battle myself. If I fall...the return of the first and last king shall be fit."

Kharon nodded, seeing how Lycan was referring to himself. "As I had my prophet that you killed say. I was to return very soon indeed. 81 years is not even a nap for me. But I see that my people are in need. You did well calling on me, Lycan."

Lycan nodded as he stood back to his feet, not daring to look his god in the eye. "Thank you."

Back on earth...outside in the far reaches of the planet where nobody would even dare to go.

"This doesn't make any fucking sense!"

A meeting was going on there being a sit-down. The shelter was very big and in this little room, a group of people was discussing something in a very dark area. People knew who was who and where they were, but it was almost virtually impossible to be able to see. "We managed to get one of the Dragon Balls...and next thing you know it disappeared. We can't even find it anymore!"

At this long table, Colonel Silver, General White, General Blue, Captain Dark, Captain Yellow, Colonel Violet, and General Copper all sat the table. Each of these individuals had to do with the Red Ribbon Army, an infamous group of people that only used their power for evil deeds. Like others that knew of the Dragon Balls, their objective for years now had been to obtain them in order to wish for their own selfish desires.

"So, how are we going to solve this?" Red, the one in demand of everything, asked. Behind him being Officer Black, who stood tall and mighty over everyone in the room. "How are we going to finally be able to rule over this planet? Any ideas?"

Complete silence was all anyone could respond. Red rubbed his temple, becoming more and more frustrated. "We're all going to die before we even find three of them! Any fucking ideas!?"

"Why don't we try to make a more advanced tracker?" General Blue asked cooly, trying to lower the tension in the room.

"Yeah..." Murmurs around the table began to take place as they were all in fair agreement with this idea. It was so simple that nobody happened to think of such a thing until now.

"I'm not going to waste my time or money doing that," Red said. "I remember the sacred spot I had my dragon ball we got from that Indian freak a couple of years back thanks to Tao Pai Pai's little apprentice back then. I go back in a long time to check up on my precious and it's gone. I don't want that to happen again."

"What could possibly be a different approach to taking over the world then?" General White asked.

"Don't be so simple-minded," Colonel violet spoke. She grinned and eyed everyone during the meeting. "We have an army. Even the king's defenses are too scared to go ahead and take us all out. If we truly require something, then we can just take it by force. Nobody'd be able to stop us."

"But that's the thing," General Copper added on. "If we decide to try and take them all on, they will definitely fight back. And once we began to rule over we don't want to have to waste our first few minutes as leaders rebuilding the damn planet. Once we go in, we need to focus on making new laws."

"I agree," Captain Dark said.

"Me as well," Captain Yellow added. "We need a more aggressive approach to things."

Red listened to them all, weighing in the cost and reward of their suggestions. Even though they were pitching in he still couldn't think of anything else truly worth listening to. He was in the minority when it came to taking things offensively and hoped that another idea would come out and about. "That's it! The very next new idea that is spoken...I WILL TAKE IT!"

Everyone remained quiet. Slowly they each began to start thinking. A lot of them were in general favor of taking things by force. General Copper came up with an idea and was beginning to speak. But before he could state his mind doors from behind opened.

In appeared a rather slender tanned skin, blue-eyed individual with long white hair that reached his spine. "Why I believe I have a few ideas..."

Everyone looked onto the man that just entered the building and with great surprise that they were looking at one of the founders of the Red Ribbon Army. "Hello...I'm sure you all know used to know me as the biggest brain known to mankind...Dr. Gero."