The group of warriors all steeled themselves as they prepared to attack. Their plan was simple: distract Goku at all costs and get him to drop his guard. That would be when Vegeta would strike, and hopefully it would knock the possessed Saiyan warrior out of commission. But Vegeta knew that he only had one chance to do this. If he failed, then everyone was going to be killed.

"Are you ready?" Vegeta asked everyone. They all nodded as they looked at the battle before them. Gohan was struggling to fend his crazed father off, but still they waited. They had to wait for the perfect opportunity, even though it was killing Gohan slowly. Vegeta felt a twinge of guilt, but he easily managed to shake it away. There was no time for emotions in such a battle. Suddenly, an opening presented itself, and Vegeta's eyes flashed as he ordered, "NOW!" As one, all of those capable of fighting – Fasha, Shugesh, Borgos, King Vegeta, Raditz, Nappa, Tien, Yamcha, Krillin, Eighteen, Trunks and Vegeta – rushed forwards. Bardock was out of commission because he was still recovering from the shock of being hit so hard, and Chi-Chi and Bulma were attending to Tora and Goten.

"Yah!" Trunks cried as he slammed his tiny little fist into Goku's cheek, which knocked the Saiyan off-balance, providing a better chance to attack and allowing Gohan time to recover. Goku snarled as he regained his balance, but by then, it was too late for him to retaliate. Vegeta pushed himself off of the ground using his ki, and delivered a swift kick to the sweet spot, the only place that the prince was certain would have an effect.

A horrible scream emanated from Goku's throat, and Vegeta felt smug satisfaction as Goku collapsed to the ground, screaming in what could only be called agony. Still, nobody let their guard down. They all knew that Goku could get up at any minute. But he never did. Instead, he started to cough, and a gelatinous blob fell to the ground. Goku's eyes returned to their normal colour of black, and the whites of his eyes became discernible from his black pupils. Raditz walked over and picked the blob up, hearing an audible squeak as he cupped his hands around it. It was clearly weakened, as it appeared to be trying to float, but it was failing miserably.

"That's the cause of all of our problems?" Vegeta scowled as he walked over with a containment device and looked at the blob in Raditz's hands. The long-haired warrior nodded as he placed the blob into the device that Vegeta gave him. The Saiyan prince pressed a button on the side of the containment device. It flew up into the air and turned into a Dyno-Cap before landing back in Vegeta's hand.

"Wha… Where… am I?" Everyone suddenly heard Goku say as he looked up at Raditz and Vegeta. Tears were forming in the corners of his eyes, and he looked like he was in pain, but everyone could see that he'd returned to the gentle man he usually was. Raditz knelt down as Goku tried to struggle to his feet, and gently supported his brother as Bardock, Tora, Goten, Piccolo, Bulma, Chi-Chi, Dende, and Mr Popo joined the band of warriors that were standing behind Raditz and Vegeta.

Raditz laughed. "You're in the clearing," he said as Goku looked around. Raditz then turned to Bardock, Goten and Tora, and his eyes widened as he saw that they were perfectly fine. The scar on Bardock's cheek was healed again, and his nose was no longer broken. Goten had no wounds on his person, even though he'd received a nasty blow to the head. But it was Tora that shocked Raditz the most. Tora had received the same injury he had on New Namek… and it had taken a wish from Porunga to heal him… but Tora was fine! Raditz didn't know what to think, and Tora obviously noticed the young warrior's confusion, because he laughed.

"Don't be shocked, Raditz! Dende here healed me, as well as Bardock and Goten," he said cheerfully, grinning. Raditz blinked in shock. He hadn't expected the Earth's Guardian to be able to heal people! But, then again, there was nothing quite expectable with the Z-Fighters around…

Bulma's phone chimed then; she pulled it out of her bra (much to the disgruntlement of Vegeta) and looked at it, before her face lit up with a magnificent smile. Everyone looked curiously at her, and – if even possible – her smile widened.

"We can go to West City now," she said. Vegeta cracked the tiniest of smiles as Goten and Trunks cheered and hi-fived each other. Goku sighed as Raditz led his brother over to the jet, and King Vegeta walked over to Vegeta. The Saiyan prince looked up at his father, and both royal Saiyans stood there in silence for a few minutes before King Vegeta spoke.

"Good thinking, son," he said appreciatively. Vegeta shrugged nonchalantly and walked off, and King Vegeta laughed as he followed after his son, his cape billowing in the wind. They all walked over to the jet, and Krillin pushed the button to open it as he grinned at the weakened Goku. Goku, in response to the unsaid joke, poked his tongue out at his best friend. Raditz shook his head.

They're just like Dad and Tora… he mused silently to himself as he helped Goku up the ramp that led to the inside of the jet. Goku sat down next to his family, but before Raditz could move away, Goku grabbed the older Saiyan's tail gently. Raditz looked down at his little brother, one eyebrow raised and his head cocked to the side. "Yes?" he asked, and Goku's smile widened.

"Sit." It wasn't a question; it was an order. Raditz sighed audibly as he complied, and soon enough, Bardock sat next to his oldest cub and smiled. Goku grinned too as everyone finally took a seat in the jet, save for Dende, Mr Popo, and the real Piccolo, who said their goodbyes and departed for the Lookout, which was in desperate need for repairs. "To Capsule Corp.!" Goku said loudly… but not loudly enough to cover the rumblings of the Saiyans' stomachs. Each one of them clutched their stomachs and looked around sheepishly, and everyone else laughed in good humour. Raditz smiled, and Bardock and Tora joined in with the laughter. Fasha, Shugesh, Borgos, King Vegeta, Nappa, Goku and Vegeta all blushed as they smiled.

Saiyan appetites were ridiculous…

Bulma sat in the jet's driver's seat then, and the jet took off. Bulma expertly turned it in a manoeuvre that seemed impossible to pull off in such a large vehicle, but she didn't crash into anything and they continued on their way to West City. Vegeta strode over to the Saiyans then – they were all sitting relatively close by – and looked over at his father. King Vegeta saw that Vegeta wanted to ask a question.

"What is wrong, Vegeta?" he said. Vegeta sighed.

"I want to know what you plan to do now," he said. His words didn't shock the Saiyans, but they definitely shocked everyone else. Goten looked sadly up at Raditz, who acknowledged him with a slight nod.

"Can't they stay on Earth?" Bulma asked. It wasn't Vegeta who gave an answer, however; it was King Vegeta.

"No. We cannot." The small group of Saiyans looked at their leader, a bit uncertain, but they were all sure that he had some sort of idea that none of them knew about.

"Why not, sir?" Nappa questioned. King Vegeta sighed.

"Because… we – no, I – need to get back to the others. The Saiyans need their leader," he said. Everyone realised the truth behind his words, especially Vegeta. As their prince, Vegeta knew that his father was the one thing that kept the Saiyans together. If there wasn't a king, there probably wouldn't ever have been a war. And, Vegeta thought, I would never have met Bulma.

"I know what we can do," Bulma said suddenly. Everyone looked over at her quizzically, and Bardock cocked his head to the side. Bulma had an expression of fierceness, but she was also smiling. Vegeta squinted at his wife, trying to read the human woman's mind, but it was Bardock who actually did read the woman's thoughts.

"That's a good idea," he said… which earned him more strange looks and a smack on the back of the head, courtesy of Raditz. He laughed, and Bulma smiled back at him. "Ow! Hey!" he said, tears welling up in the corner of his eyes as Raditz sighed. "I didn't mean it!" he exclaimed, and Raditz rolled his eyes.

"Sure, sure," he said jokily. Bardock shot the young warrior an evil look before turning to Bulma.

"So, do you wanna tell everyone else your plan? Or do I have to?" Bardock said to Bulma. The human woman flicked the auto-pilot switch for the jet on, and unbuckled her seatbelt. She stood, strode over, and promptly sat next to Vegeta, who edged away jokingly in mock disgust. Bulma laughed as she slung her arm over Vegeta's shoulders – earning a real look of disgust this time.

"Well, I was thinking that, in a year's time, we could gather the Dragon Balls again," she said, and everyone began to wonder where this was going. "Then, when we've gathered them, we could wish for Planet Vegeta to be recreated, and then we could wish the rest of your race back." This last part was said to King Vegeta, whose eyes had widened with amazement. Bulma laughed at his expression.

"Granted, of course, they don't run around killing entire planetary populations," Vegeta grumbled. King Vegeta looked over at his son.

"I swear on the Saiyan crest that we will not," he said formally, surprising Vegeta, especially when he placed his hand on the crest that was emblazoned onto his chestplate. Shrugging, King Vegeta elaborated, "Besides, I think I have more paperwork to catch up on than you can poke a spiky stick at." He grimaced as he thought back to his paperwork, and everyone laughed as they all began to chatter about different subjects. King Vegeta spoke to his family, while Vegeta tried to apologise to Nappa (which was, surprisingly, successful). Bardock and Raditz listened to Goten babble on about nonsensical topics, but they didn't mind. Bardock's team playfully bickered, and everyone else just watched and smiled as they flew steadily towards West City…