During the past few weeks, the gang had been training rather hard, all in preparation for what was to come subsequent to being apprised of the assured arrival of the Saiyans. Peace had been restored for just a little while with the Red Ribbon being put out of the picture for the time being. So seeing the opportunity, people started to try and rebuild what was left remaining due to the damage that had been caused for just a short few days.

Outside rather one of the most well-known wine shops in the entire world of Planet Earth was now reduced to rubble. Many of the other ones were destroyed as well, but this was the most important one Kakarot had ever created, also being the very first wine bars he had built using his well-earned money from his past experience in the Tenkaichi Budokai.

Right outside among all the rubble, two people were just standing there. Here many people died and many buildings had been destroyed, leaving nothing but debris as nobody was yet to come and try to clean the mess. And here two lucky survivors who had fought some of the Red Ribbon Army themselves just had these looks of disappointment on their face.

Duvin, one of the workers in the wine shop was alongside Vino, the manager here. Vino was completely silent, looking into the debris of what was left of the wine shop. Duvin noticed that Vino was obviously brooding over this mess.

"Vino, sir. Is something the matter?"

Vino looked at Duvin from the corner of his eye, remaining silent still. It was still silent. Figuring that he was being kind of disrespectful towards Duvin, he decided to reply. He looked over to the worker. "Yes."

Duvin sighed. "Look, I know the shop is in bad shape. And many others as well. But this is something we're just going to have to bounce back from, don't you think? Every major or minor company has taken a big hit thanks to those damn Red Ribbon fools and they'll have to work hard to bring up their sales to what they once were before. This even includes capsule corporation. It's going to take a while for them to start running again, especially since they don't have other businesses they can provide for as of right now."

Vino nodded. "I get your point of view, but I wasn't implying that Duvin." Duvin furrowed one of his brows. What exactly was Vino implying then? He just scoffed. "It's about Kakarot. That's what worries me the most."

"Oh." Duvin chuckled a bit nervously. "Why worry about him? You and I handled ourselves just fine with some of the Red Ribbon soldiers. Kakarot is also one of the strongest people in the entire world! I'm sure he handled himself perfectly fine and is still alive. He probably just needs to take care of his family first before he can get back into the business."

"No." Vino shook his head. "Once more. It is not that." He stared at Duvin. "Duvin...have you ever seen Kakarot angry before?"

Duvin merely shook his head. "No! Of course not! When he came over to the shop a while back, it was actually my first time seeing him in person. I'm far too used to seeing that same old smirk that was on the billboards posted all around. I couldn't imagine him furious. And even so...it'd be a hell of a scene, don't you think?"

"Indeed it would," Vino agreed with Duvin's question. "And that's exactly what I don't want right now. He compromised, as well as sacrificed a lot to get to where he is today. Ask any successful person you may know and they will tell you just that. Imagine how angry Kakarot may be when he not only finds out over 90% of our income may go right down the drain, but his wife is also dead."

"W-Wait!" Duvin nearly shouted. "You're joking, right? His wife...Chi-Chi? DEAD?" Duvin almost couldn't believe it. "I've heard stories of her! She's one of the toughest people I've heard of! Don't even get me started on Gyumao..." the man shook his head with his eyes fixated on the ground. All of the news that he was being given was hard to believe, though he had no other option.

"I went over to Kakarot's residency not too long ago. I wasn't in the least bit surprised to find out that his home was in pieces, along with some other metallic junk as well. But what shook me the most was when I saw a cold corpse, that was beginning to rot."

Duvin gulped. "Chi-Chi..." He looked over to the side, a bit sad for Kakarot's family. "B...But what about his son?"

Vino shrugged his shoulders. "I never saw the kid there. Him being a simple four-year-old...mother dead. It's more than likely that he's been killed as well."

"Aw man..." Duvin fell over on his butt. "This is bad."

Vino folded his arms. "Indeed it is."

Even though in the minds of Duvin and Vino, they presumed Ox, Kakarot's son, to be dead. He very well wasn't. Even though currently it looked like he was to very well die thanks to the beating he had received from Piccolo. A swollen black eye, bruises everywhere with blood leaking from his nose and lips. The kid was panting extremely hard. Not once had his father trained him remotely as hard as Piccolo was doing unto him. "T-That was intense." Ox couldn't even stand upright anymore. His wobbly knees looked like they were going to give up on him at any second now.

Piccolo was on his two feet, himself actually having been quite beaten up. "While you have a lack of true fighting experience, you make up for that by being a good partner," Piccolo responded. "It was a good thing I didn't have to start off with the basics as your father has already taught you. Even with the little time left, it surely came in handy."

Ox nodded. "I think so, too!" He looked up to Piccolo. "You know...even for as short as we have been training...I'm glad to have a sparring partner equal to my dad. It really brings me back."

Piccolo scoffed. "Don't think I do this to make some bond that you miss with your father, boy. I need this for the greater good."

"Of the entire world!" Ox exclaimed.

"No, but for myself," Piccolo responded. "When it's said and done everything will be back to how it once was. Your father and I will continue to be enemies. And seeing how your loyalties most definitely ride with your father, you will eventually be a future enemy as well." Piccolo then folded his arms, having finished speaking. Looking onto Ox he had caught how the boy was quite a bit disappointed, with his head faced toward the ground.

"My father doesn't truly believe in good and bad. When I asked him about it he would just say that it's merely an artificial construct created by people to restrict others from their true personalities."

Piccolo smirked. "The more you tell me about your father, kid, the more I secretly think we're a bit alike in a sense."

"But I believe there is good and bad!" Ox shouted. "It doesn't hold you back! In fact, it shows your true colors. Piccolo...you haven't done anything to show you're evil. You told me these stories of how you murdered countless innocents and even ruled the world at one time."

"Because I did," Piccolo responded. "With an iron fist. Everyone knew better than to even try to oppose me!"

"But that wasn't you! That was your father. You're merely his reincarnation. And not one you never told me that you've killed someone who didn't deserve it since you've been reincarnated."

Piccolo smirked. "But indeed I have. One of Kakarot's closest friends...and your grandfather."

Ox's eyes shot open. "W-What!?" The little boy shot up onto his two small feet. "You mean to tell me that was you who deprived me of ever meeting my grandfather?"

Piccolo nodded, with a cocky grin on his face. "It was I, kid." Piccolo then turned around. "And now you know...my true colors."

Ox closed his eyes and shook his head. "I-I can't even be mad at you. I never knew him personally. I just heard stories about him. I guess tha-"

"Quiet kid!" Piccolo interrupted. Piccolo was silent for a bit. In the back of his mind, he could feel a grand power, multiples of them, that had all just arrived. One of the powers he had felt before, the same familiar one that came to recruit Kakarot. The other two, however...they were on an entirely different level. 'Shit!" The green man's antennas perked up. "They're here!"

"Huh?" Ox looked onto Piccolo, who was looking into the air. Going to sense whatever Piccolo was looking for, Ox shut his eyes as well, looking to sense something. "I-I sense them, too!"

"There's three of them," Piccolo responded. "And I can't sense your father from none of them." His concerns for Kakarot grew lower and lower at the present moment. With the extremely overwhelming powers of these extra two beings, Piccolo knew not if he would be able to enter the fight and come out alive.

"They're so strong..." Ox gulped. "Far stronger than even my dad!"

Piccolo was sweating profusely. Raditz's strength alone was enough to nearly make him fall over on his knees. From afar he could feel the extreme pressure of power being put off by the two stronger Saiyans: Nappa and Vegeta. Piccolo knew he was nowhere even in their league.

"Look!" Ox pointed to the sky.

Piccolo turned around. Coming from afar were both Chaotzu and Tien. The tri-clops and his small partner in crime came flying along directly at Piccolo and Ox. Tien softly landed before the two.

"You again," Piccolo mumbled.

"I happened to sense the intruders a while back. Started making my way towards you as soon as I felt their powers."

"We just got a hold onto theirs," Piccolo responded.

Tien looked into the air, which was now surrounded by nothing but dark energy. "To be honest with you, our chances of survival are next to none when it comes to these guys. I don't even think three years worth of nonstop training would still be able to allow us to be on par with them."

"We still have a few hours until they land somewhere," Piccolo said. He looked over to Ox. "That should give you more than enough time to be back at one hundred percent. Myself included."

"The others sensed the power as well," Tien informed.

"The others?" Piccolo asked.

"Yes. I didn't think these guys would be this powerful. Whoever they are, Kakarot is nothing compared to them."

"If we fight together we can do something!" Ox exclaimed.

"That's just about our best bet right now," Tien said. "Just two weeks training wasn't enough to fight these fools for sure!"

"W-Wait..." Piccolo was sweating more. "There's another one, just behind the three! It's as strong as one of the other one..." the green man had an even harder time calming himself. If they were all in on this, then what could they possibly do to measure up to these guys? The small, bright hole of survival was closing in by the second.

"Could it be my dad?" Ox asked.

"It's not," Piccolo answered. "But someone entirely different."

"This is not what I signed up for," Krillin complained.

At Kame house the gang was all there, actually taking an off day. Luckily this was the day for them as they didn't have to worry about being tired from training all day. Like Piccolo and Tien, they too managed to get a feel of the energies that were arriving to their planet. Even from the great distance they were at, the power levels were far too huge to simply avoid.

"Even from just a couple of weeks of training, it wouldn't be enough," Lazuli stated.

"I brought some Senzu Beans just in case things got really bad," Lapis mentioned, holding up a pouch.

"I have a feeling we're definitely going to need them," Krillin sighed with a nervous laugh. At moments like these, he would try to bring down the tension with his unsolicited humor, though it only made things worse.

"It's best we meditate for a few hours before heading off to a safe spot where they'll find us. We need to be mentally prepared," Roshi advised.

"I'm in all agreement to this," Lazuli said. "It's been a while since I've cleared my mind."

The martial artists all sat down in a circle and closed their eyes. They knew what was up ahead just hours up from now and they knew that they should have done whatever it took to prepare themselves for the little time they had left to get ready.

Back in space Kakarot and Dedana continued their travels to Earth. "If anything we're just thirty minutes to a quarter of an hour," Kakarot spoke, talking about how far behind he was of the Saiyans. "And someone else is just right on their tails, going right for them as well."

"Really?" Dedana questioned.

"Once we land on Planet Earth, I want you to be a bit further away from the fight and observe it. If I need another one of those senzu beans then I will give off a signal."

"Will do," Dedana responded.

Kakarot cracked his neck. While a bit worried about the safety of his wife and son, he had many other priorities. His main objective was to render Raditz and the others payback for their duplicitous actions. He wasn't aware of just how ruthless and conniving his own people could be. After getting a glimpse of that, he wanted nothing more but to render them a punishment just as bad. 'They will not get away with their backstabbing ways.'

In the pod that was on the Saiyan's trail, Kiwi was inside, smirking from ear to ear. "I've just had about enough of Vegeta's antics. Once I kill him off here I can simply report to Lord Freeza that he has gone rebellious. That'd be the perfect excuse to get rid of that slimy bastard." Kiwi laughed. "JUST HOLD ON MONKEYS!"

On Kami's look-out, he could feel their presence all closing in. Some good time has gone by and he was expecting a lot of arrivals at any moment.

Mr. Popo could see the worried look on Kami's face from a mile away. "Kami, sir. Are you okay?" Mr. Popo knew very well what the answer was before he even bothered to ask.

"No," Kami responded. "I worry for this planet, Mr. Popo." He continued to look down from above. "For years I have looked over this world. And it feels that more years of calamity has taken over those of peace. No matter who comes in to disrupt the evil that takes place here, something else always eventually comes along to try and test our willpower once more."

Mr. Popo nodded in agreement. "Yes. You're one hundred percent right, Kami. As for the other guardians that have passed through, and for as long as I have been their servant, they all felt the same way. While peace always prevails, some other evil comes back. One of the guardians before you told me that sometime, sooner or later, the cycle will end."

"Yes," Kami responded. "But perhaps not in the way we want it to. Sometime it will be the last straw. And when that straw is picked, it will all be over."

"You musn't think like that," Mr. Popo advised.

"I know, I know..." Kami sighed. "But too much has transpired for me to think otherwise. I can't even help it." the seasoned guardian turned around. With the assistance of his walking cane, Kami made it inside his home. "I will be inside."

Kami left Mr. Popo to himself, who was a bit discouraged from Kami's remarks. And even still he knew what the seasoned guardian had said held a great bit of truth inside. Mr. Popo simply wished it was different.

Down in the wastelands, Roshi, Krillin, Lapis, and Lazuli, all decided to meet up there. "So now we wait..." Roshi said. All of them looked into the clouds of the early morning sky that day. Raditz, Vegeta, and Nappa had all just entered the atmosphere. Falling behind them was Cui.

In what used to be one of the major cities, East City, was where the three Saiyans had landed. Three giant craters were formed. After the landing, the trio each exited their pods.

Raditz took a look around. "Hm. This is odd." He recalled when he arrived here not too long ago that the place looked entirely different. It seemed that the planet itself had declined in his temporary absence.

Nappa looked around, as well as Vegeta, getting a feel and look for the planet. The two had never been on earth before, so they decided to take it in before they'd begin to mess it up further.

"Kakarot grew up in this mud ball?" Nappa asked, trying to refrain himself from laughing. He had seen one of the most unfruitful planets looking better than this in his 50+ years of life.

"It wasn't like this when I originally landed here," Raditz mentioned. "There were tall, great buildings when I first got here." He could only imagine just what happened.

Vegeta scoured the area. "Now all I see is debris and dust. Among some body parts even."

Raditz clicked his scouter. He was a bit surprised by the readings he got, or the lack of them "Just a month ago when I landed here, there were hundreds upon hundreds of millions of people in this world. The number has been reduced greatly."

"If I had to assume, there must have been some type of infighting in this world," Nappa commented.

"While it may seem that way, it makes our stay here much shorter. We should do away with the entire population in half the time it would originally take us."

Vegeta smirked. "My, my...won't you look at the sky." Through the air, he spotted this white circular pod shooting down like a falling comet.

"What is it?" Nappa asked.

"Is...that a space pod?" Raditz questioned, looking closely.

Vegeta chuckled. "It appears so. That bastard Kiwi more than likely followed us here."

"Why would he even think about doing that?" Raditz was a bit confused, though suspicious at once. It was either one or two options: he wanted to come help them get rid of the inhabitants...or he was going to make an attempt at killing them all off and finishing their own job.

"Bastard wants to spoil all our fun. Hn!" The bald Saiyan smacked his lips.

"He's nothing to even worry about anymore," Vegeta said.

PIPIPIPIPI

"What readings are you getting?" Nappa asked Raditz, who was scanning power-levels.

"I'm getting some north of here," the long-haired Saiyan responded. "None of their power-levels exceed that of 900." Raditz just chuckled. If even the strongest of fighters were this week, then he and his crew would pass through this planet like a breeze.

"Then let's go have some fun." Nappa was the first to hop into the sky. "Aw, man!" He started to fly. "I never felt this light before!" He had been on countless planets and practically all of them had a stronger gravity than earth itself, which felt like there was no gravitational pull to begin with.

Raditz and Vegeta both followed from behind. They as well could feel the light feeling of traveling through the air, though neither commented on it. To them two, this made all the more sense why the average person here was as weak as they were.

"They're on their way here," Krillin said. All of them were in a green field, surrounded by nothing but high grass and a mild heavy blow of wind. They had prepared themselves and were ready to fight now.

"We can feel them on their way," Lazuli said.

"I don't want to be much of a Debby Downer here, but we have no chances of winning this."

"WHO'S TO SAY WE SHOULDN'T AT LEAST TRY?"

Krillin, Lapis, Lazuli, and Roshi all looked behind them. Up above were four new guests coming

"N-No way!" Krillin shouted. "I-It's Piccolo!"

Chaotzu, Ox, Piccolo, and Tien all landed just behind the gang. "Looks like we've made it just in time."

Roshi looked over Piccolo, who just stood there. "I didn't think it'd ever come to this," the old man said. "Having to partner up with you in order to defeat a stronger enemy."

Piccolo scoffed. "Don't get used to it. It's only temporary."

"I-is that Kakarot's kid?" Krillin asked, nearly taken aback.

"I'm Ox," the four-year-old greeted himself. "Nice to meet you all."

"He's certainly nicer than Kakarot, isn't he?" Chaotzu joked. Comparing to how Kakarot acted when he was a brat to his son, the two were totally different.

Krillin chuckled. "He's the second strongest person here! And he's only how old again?"

"Four," Ox answered.

Krillin nearly fell over. "You've got to be kidding me. In that case, Kakarot really is an alien."

"Huh?" Ox cocked his head to the side. "What do you mean?"

"The baldy means that Kakarot is from a race of warriors!" a voice from above shouted.

Everyone's attention turned to the three Saiyans: Raditz, Nappa, and Vegeta.

"That's them," Lazuli said.

"It would seem like you've been getting ready for our arrival," Raditz spoke. The long-haired Saiyan laughed a bit as he came down softly to the ground.

"Before we continue. We should probably get this out of the way. What exactly do you want?" Roshi asked.

"Of all people and this old geezer is asking the questions?" Vegeta chuckled.

"Hey," Nappa looked over to Vegeta. As soon as he touched down, his eyes shifted to the most abnormal looking figure in the area, being none other than Piccolo, of course. Just within a second of seeing him, he noted something quite familiar with the man. "That green man over there...he's a Namekian."

"Oh? That would make sense as to his rather abnormal power-level then."

"Wait..." Ox looked up to Piccolo. "You're an alien like my dad?"

Piccolo remained silent. All his life he went without this knowledge. To have intruders, all with the intentions of taking over his planet, reveal his unknown origins, made him feel a bit bewildered. At the very least he knew where he come from.

"It has been told across the universe that these green men possess strange powers beyond any other normal alien," Raditz spoke. "If he truly is a Namekian."

Piccolo just smirked. He figured it was best to take this newfound information with a sense of pride. "Heh. Thanks for the info. Thanks to you fools I now more of my very own lineage."

Nappa ignored his comment and recorded over the power-levels.

PIPIPIPIPI

Chaotzu: 175.

Roshi: 200

Krillin: 260-

Tien: 275

Lazuli: 339-

Lapis: 352

Ox: 445

Piccolo: 560

"Fools!" Raditz laughed aloud, having read them all just as Nappa did. "You have no chance in hell against us with battle powers such as those. Even combined you wouldn't manage to pull a single strand of hair off my body."

"If you have learned anything from Kakarot then you would know that these things are worthless. It's likely that these fools know how to suppress their power-levels, as well." On Planet Anded, he observed as much as he could when Kakarot fought, even with the lack of closeness they had while in separate parts of the planet. He could see Kakarot was capable of forcing his power to alter at will, so it would only make sense that these earthlings, no matter how weak, would be capable of doing the same.

"Speaking of my daddy, where is he!?" Ox yelled. He was expecting to see his father with the trio, though the man was nowhere to be found at all.

Raditz looked over Ox. The boy looked exactly like his father, though the obvious Saiyan tail answered all his questions before he could even bother to ask. With that confirmation, he knew without a doubt that the little boy had to be his brother's son. "Oh, you must be my great little nephew. Sorry to break it to you kid, but we killed your father on our last mission."

"Say what?!" Piccolo exclaimed. Everyone else had a reaction either equal or of more surprise than Piccolo himself.

"M-My daddy...d-dead?"

"You just take away the kid's father to kill him?" Tien asked.

"Where the hell is your honor!" Roshi yelled.

"Idiots. Compared to us Kakarot was a mere weakling. Back when we were to depopulate another world he was nothing more than a liability." Raditz looked onto Ox. "Brat, you should have seen it. The desperation in his eyes when my comrade killed him. He lied down in his own pool of blood, bewildered. Why would we, one of his own, kill him with next to no hesitation?" Raditz had a hard time holding in some laughter, not just by explaining the situation itself, but the horrible look plastered on his nephew's face was nothing short of hysterical to him.

"Hahaha!" Nappa snapped his fingers. "You should have also seen the look on his face as he nearly begged Raditz to not leave."

"It was pathetic," Vegeta spat.

"You guys are monsters!" Chaotzu shouted.

Piccolo looked to the side of him. He noticed Ox wasn't doing so well with keeping his composure. He knew well enough the boy had anger issues, and to start off the fight with everything he had wasn't a very good notion. "Kid...calm down."

Ox was starting to get furious. "D-Didn't you hear him? He killed my dad!" Piccolo noted Ox's index finger shaking, being pointed at the shorter man of the trio.

"I think we started something," Nappa joked.

Vegeta looked onto Ox. Having just recently started to be able to sense ki himself, the top Saiyan noticed that Ox's power was starting to silently rise. "Say, don't we how many cultivars do we have left over?"

"Damn!" Nappa slapped his face. "I forgot to get some more. I only have four left over."

"No matter," Raditz said. "Four is more than enough to put all of these weaklings over the edge in the midst of battle."

"I must agree," Vegeta said. "Plant them, Nappa. Let's see just how well they could hold themselves during this little scuffle."

Nappa pulled out a little jar, with three little green seed looking things inside. Nappa popped open the jar and crouched down, going into poking four holes into the ground. "They should plant well in the soil here."

"Calm it, kid..." Piccolo nudged Ox. He was getting worse than before. He didn't want to outright scold the boy just before they were to have to fight for their lives.

Ox was itching to start a fight with those who had to do with the death of his dad. The kid's face was beginning to get red, his anger taking over.

"What's wrong with him?" Krillin asked. Ox's anger was far too obvious and anyone of the group would be a fool to not see.

"I feel like we're going to see," Lapis suggested.

All of them could feel Ox's power-level rising as seconds passed. The only image in the boy's head was his father, dead, lying down in his pool of blood just like his mother was when she died before his eyes.

Out from the ground plopped out from under the ground. Four green, short little mischievous little monsters, ready to attack something.

"Say. Four cultivars and eight of them."

"Two can take on one per turn," Vegeta suggested with a shrug.

"That'd be their best bet anyway," Raditz spoke.

"We're not playing into your little game!" Piccolo shouted. "We're going to end this as quickly as possible."

"Shut up!" Vegeta exclaimed. To be yelled at by someone inferior to him was an insult, so he had to nip that in the bud. He nodded over to Raditz, giving him the signal.

"Attack!" Raditz ordered.

One of the cultivars went after Krillin and Roshi, who were both side by side. Ox, finally having his chance to fight, decided to jump in. "RAHHHHHH!" The boy powered up. Having his anger to fuel into his strength, he was more than strong enough.

"What the hell is this?!" Raditz calculated Ox's power. "That brat's power is at 1,800!"

Ox punched one of the cultivars as hard as he could, literally knocking the wind out of it. The green little animal fell right over on its face.

"Kekeke!" the other three realized something was wrong that instant. Their attention was turned to the angered boy now, who just killed one of their own as if it was nothing.

"Jump him!" Raditz yelled at the three. He saw from the moment he laid eyes on his nephew that he wasn't going to bother to team up with him. Ox had already chosen his side, so now he had to die with the other weaklings. As much as it secretly pained Raditz to kill off his own family, what had to be done, had to be done.

The remaining three all jumped onto Ox, who was just ready. One of the cultivars hopped into the air, looking to come from above. Ox balled his fist and hopped up as well, executing a bone-crushing uppercut to the Saibaiman's chin.

"What power!" Roshi said, nothing short but amazed.

"I felt his extreme power before, but I never saw him in action," Krillin commented.

Ox touched down on the ground. The other cultivar that had fallen over came and jumped in, joining the other two that were to attack. Ox kicked one of them right in the chest, knocking it on its back. With great speed Ox stuck his two elbows on the side, hitting the other two directly in the face.

"This kid is insane," Nappa remarked. "For a young Saiyan, he has some skill."

"No ordinary Saiyan child should be this strong," Raditz said. He looked back to the others. "The only person I know remotely this powerful around this age was you, Vegeta."

Vegeta stared at the boy. 'Something's different about this brat, definitely.'

The four cultivars were all on the ground, moaning, and hurting, making weird noises that couldn't even be deciphered. "He didn't hit any of them more than three times and they're struggling to get back up!" Chaotzu said onto the others.

"He's some type of prodigy," Lapis commented.

Raditz was beginning to get frustrated. These were the best cultivars they've managed to grow in a while and they were all being embarrassed by some four-year-old brat. "All of you get the hell up and attack again!"

The cultivars, not wanting to get destroyed by their commanders for insubordination, got up. Slowly they all formed a circle around the furious kid. With the small beating they were just given, the planted fighters now had a point to prove.

"Now kill him," Raditz demanded.

The four all shot towards Ox, ready to kill him that moment. An aura was starting to surround Ox for a moment. "YAHHHHH!"

Letting out a loud yell, a barrier surrounded him. The cultivars weren't able to back up now and were blown to pieces thanks to Ox's sheer power.

"What...in...the...hell." Raditz was at a near loss for words. "He's stronger than his own grandfather was..." the only type of children with such powers would be one of the prodigies of the Saiyan raise. And that only prodigy back then was Vegeta himself. At this rate, Ox would surpass the strength of any Saiyan back then. Raditz knew this would prove troublesome, so he had to go for sure.

"It's too obvious," Vegeta answered. "Saiyans mixing with earthlings forms a superior breed. His power increases with his emotions."

Raditz stepped up to the plate. He saw that the cultivars weren't going to get the job done, so he had to settle things himself. "Then I'll gladly rid of you. From Uncle to Nephew...I'm going to enjoy beating you into tears."

Ox remained with the same angered look on his face. "I won't forgive you!" Despite this man being his uncle, he didn't care. The only people he had relations with were his father and mother. And as far as he knew, they were both dead. Nothing was going to stop him from getting his vengeance.

Kiwi watched from afar. "I should have brought something to eat. This is truly getting good. Hehe."

Out in space Kakarot was starting to enter the earth's stratosphere. "We're almost there...hold on, Ox...Chi-Chi." While his son was still alive, Kakarot had no idea what had transpired on earth. But he'd find out when he gets there for sure.