As everyone was starting to get things back set in place on earth, they weren't the only ones in the universe still out and entirely active. A couple of weeks had transpired since the saiyans had all decided to come and try to conquer their world. Even though many weren't particularly worried about Vegeta at the current moment, the saiyan was still alive and kicking.

The closest Planet away from Planet Earth owned by Freeza, the worst loan shark of all the universe, was Planet Freeza 79. Inside one of the many buildings that were on this dark planet, two soldiers were on duty, playing a game of space chess.

"So then when we landed on this planet, the weather was atrocious. It being a heavy gravitated planet, it was nothing but hurricanes and hailstorms. Just about the worst purge I have ever been on, I swear." The man talking took the physical appearance of a person who looked like he could be from earth, even though he wasn't. The white hair would show him as kind of old.

"Heh." The man that responded was obviously an alien due to his purple skin and pointy head. He had moved another piece as he spoke "You think that's bad? We went to an 85% water planet, 5 times the gravity here one time to collect our pay."

"You're joking."

"Not even the worst part. They had two suns, and it was blazing hot."

"So what happened exactly?" the more human-like man asked as he moved his piece. Wherever his partner was going with this, he expected something interesting. Due to this, he lost a bit of focus as he moved his piece.

"It was at the peak of hurricane season when we got there," the man finished, knocking down one of his compatriot's pieces. "Checkmate."

"Damn. I'm not even mad you beat me. I'm more surprised you managed to make it out alive. of that hellish world."

"Hm. Me, too."

BEEP BEEP BEEP

The two both looked at the pad of buttons, one of the round circular shape ones making a noise. "Huh?" When they got that beeping sound in that area, it usually meant that someone was just arriving.

"Someone's coming," the alien that had won said.

The alien who lost had jumped up to see who was coming. "Is it Freeza?"

"Couldn't be. He's never even visited this planet yet."

"It's a fighter," the other said. "See? It's a round pod." Just by seeing the shape of the pod, they knew it was Freeza. Their ruler preferred to travel in a more elegant and bigger ship than all the other common soldiers.

"It's Vegeta's signal," the other said, with a slight bit of worry in his voice. And he had a reason to be worried. The name alone was well respected among many in the Freeza Force for a reason due to his merciless and violent fighting skill, not to mention his lofty fighting prowess.

"He just sent in a return signal. So wherever he is coming from must have been a success."

"Heh. Wonder how much he will be given. Not only just for Planet Anded, but for whatever other Planet he went off to as well."

"Right."

The pod came crashing safely into one of the equipment for the landing site. It was a soft padding, yet endurable enough to take a pod coming at thousands of miles per hour head-on. So Vegeta nor anyone else to come would get a bumpy landing back at base.

A few seconds pass and the pod opened. While once Vegeta entered the pod, he was a bit battle damaged. However a few weeks passed and the majority of his wounds were self-healed. The saiyan exited the pod and stepped out. Those embarrassing memories were still crystal clear in his mind, regardless of the weeks that had passed by with him traveling back to base.

Upon entering inside, Vegeta walked around, not saying a word. Many people took a couple glances at him, not believing that someone like Vegeta managed to get heavily damaged in whatever world he had just come from. He was mindlessly in his own thoughts, ignoring the stares of others. But upon initially walking through the corridors to the changing room, he could see countless eyes on them. He knew what they were thinking: how could a top soldier like Vegeta be so messed up? While his wounds were now in better shape, his beaten and torn down armor showed it all. The people just stared, however, not squeaking a word to Vegeta. Even if it was a compliment, they were likely to get a hard one square in the jaw.

'I should be making my way back to earth by tomorrow.' As he walked his path, Vegeta was planning ways of how he could extract his revenge. He couldn't go very long still with the embarrassment that was bestowed upon him on earth. He just couldn't let them do that. Vegeta knew he was stronger, so he was going to try and make his way back as soon as possible.

Vegeta turned around, happening to face a door. Automatically the metallic door slid open, allowing Vegeta to enter. Once the door opened, a few other aliens could be seen getting dressed. As they heard someone make an entrance, all of them looked back. The moment they laid eyes on Vegeta, their cool demeanor went down as the levels of anxiety shot right up.

Vegeta ignored the lot and went his way to go ahead and get dressed. A few eyes watched as the saiyan took off his battered armor and set them all on the floor as he got nude. Having all his old and worn out apparel on the ground, Vegeta went to slip on some new blue under attire. Even with his back turned he could feel the few eyes piercing his back.

As he put on his armor, Vegeta headed for new gloves to put on. As he slipped those on, he turned around. The moment Vegeta made a 90-degree turn, people's heads all jerked away from him, the lot trying to find something to make themselves seem like they were doing something else other than looking at Vegeta. A great amount of them all left out the door as Vegeta looked over every single each and one of them. "Hm." He scoffed at the cowards as they made their way through the exit.

However, feeling a presence on the side of him, Vegeta looked over to his left. A man was putting on his boots still. He didn't remove his eyes from Vegeta and had a rather friendly smile. "What exactly happened to you?" he asked as he put them on. Seeing he and Vegeta were alone, he decided to strike up a conversation.

Vegeta had never seen this face around, so whoever he was, he more than likely was new to how things went around there. "I beg your pardon?"

"Just by looking at your armor when you came in, it was apparent whoever you fought against messed you up bad." Now Vegeta understood that the person speaking to him was relatively new, but at the same token, Vegeta didn't like how he was being talked to. "You did kill them, right? Because if I were you, I'd make sure they all wished they were dead before sending them to hell."

Vegeta didn't respond and decided he'd be on his way. This stranger's comments were genuinely annoying him. Being smart and trying to be patient, Vegeta figured it'd be smarter to simply leave instead of knocking the man's head off before it was too late.

"You're not going to respond?" the man asked. He felt somewhat disrespected at the lack of respect he was being given by this stranger. "Tch! Someone's parents didn't teach them manners."

Vegeta stopped as soon as those last words came out their mouth. Slowly, the saiyan turned around. "Excuse me, but I don't think I quite caught your name." Letting his violent actions slowly get the best of him, Vegeta was to now confront the man.

"The name is Frut," he answered, his tone a bit more hostile than before.

"Interesting." Vegeta began to make his way towards the taller man. Even while many inches shorter, Vegeta's stare was completely cold and fearless. "I understand you being new here and all, but you should realize who is the most respected and dangerous upon looking at someone. I suggest you address me with more deference."

Frut chuckled, knocking off Vegeta's advice. "I'm the only mutant of all my people, already one of the strongest aliens of the entire army myself. Going on my first mission, I'm going to show you all why I'm an elite like very few here are."

"And what Planet would you happen to be going to?" Vegeta questioned. The saiyan knew there weren't truly very many planets with potent life forms left, so wherever Frut must have been headed, Vegeta figured he'd at least find out

"Planet Ruk."

"Ah." Vegeta folded his arms. "It's quite the challenge...for someone like you of course. Although I've heard quite a bit about that world."

Frut grinned. "Exactly why I'm taking the mission. When I come back you're going to see why I deserve to be just as feared and respected as you. Perhaps even more."

Vegeta's brows narrowed. "Is that so?"

Frut's grin widened. "Yes." The tone of his voice and how he moved with his body language showed that his confidence was through the roof.

But Vegeta had other thoughts in mind.

Behind the metallic doors, some of the soldiers were beginning to walk by, as they made conversation. Suddenly the doors on the side of them opened. Seeing who it was, they immediately backed up, letting Vegeta make his way through. The two guys passing by took a peep inside.

"Whoah!"

Inside, Frut could be seen with his head bashed in, body twitching. They both looked back to Vegeta, who was walking off as if nothing happened. They knew something had just happened, but things were so quiet.

Vegeta was disgusted, looking at his blood tainted gloves. 'Tch! I can't walk around this place without fools testing me all around, can I?' Vegeta continued to walk the corridors. 'So...what the hell can I do to pass the time?'

As Vegeta was starting to get into his deeper thoughts, as usual, a loudspeaker came on from the ceiling above. "Soldier Vegeta. Saiyan. Please report to HQ." His thoughts were immediately thrown to the side. Now he was wondering why he was being called.

The saiyan was a bit confused. 'What the hell could they possibly want me for?' he began walking to where he was told to go. 'By the sound of the voice, it sounded like Zarbon. Does that mean that Freeza's here?'

Well, Vegeta was certainly going to find out. A few minutes of walking and Vegeta eventually found himself behind the doors where he was sure Freeza and his lackeys were currently residing.

"I have taken quite a liking to the new scenery of this planet. It being night here suits my taste. I just might be here for longer than usual." Freeza, the evil, yet cunning man was the most feared across the universe. While his small appearance didn't seem like it would have someone shaking in their shoes, people knew of his reputation. He was the most merciless person to ever live and he'd show no hesitation to kill one if felt need be, even if it was for mere diversion.

And just then, Vegeta entered. 'Heh. Just as I thought.' Vegeta looked over everyone in the room. 'Freeza with his two stooges.'

"It is always such a delight to see you, Vegeta. How have you been holding up?"

"I've been just fine. And yourself?" Vegeta asked. Freeza didn't answer the question as quickly as Vegeta would have liked though. Instead, the short tyrant sitting in his hover chair took a sip of some fine wine, being silent. Vegeta rolled his eyes, realizing why Freeza was in hush mode. "Master Freeza."

"Oh!" Freeza's eyes brightly widened and were beaming, as if he was full of glee. "I have been quite well myself. Can't care to complain about too much."

"So what is the reason I am here for?" Vegeta asked, getting right to business. "Is it something important?"

"It wouldn't be urgent if we didn't have you before Lord Freeza, now would it Vegeta?" Zarbon asked. He was a slender green man with green, long hair placed into a single braid that passed his shoulders. He had a feminine look to him, but he had just as much respect as Vegeta did, if not, more.

Vegeta didn't respond and just awaited an answer to his question from the person he had asked. He knew better than to go up for back talk to superiors when Freeza was around. "What we want to know is how have you been selling?" Dodoria, one of Freeza's other lackeys, responded.

"Just fine," Vegeta stated dryly.

"If that is to be so, which I would under any different circumstance believe, why is it that I have yet to receive any reports of you selling any planets?" Freeza asked.

"I was on a side quest," Vegeta truthfully responded. "I just haven't had the chance to sell any of the planets I've conquered."

"Just how many have you got ready for sale?" Zarbon questioned.

"I have two," Vegeta answered. "Planet Anded included."

"Planet Anded?" Dodoria questioned. "Hehe. How'd that one go?"

"We can hear all about Vegeta's fun slaying weaklings later," Freeza said. "It's good that you have got them ready to sell. Planet Anded, in particular, will give you a good price. Some of their technology can be put to good use."

"Indeed," Zarbon said. "I've heard that it doesn't look like much, but their resources are something to keep definitely."

"I hear Planet Ruk is quite the same," Dodoria said.

"Planet Ruk? You mean the planet that the new soldier was supposed to take care of?" Vegeta asked.

"Yes," Zarbon said. "And how might you know about that?"

Vegeta smirked. "What was his name...hm..." Vegeta snapped his fingers. "Frut. Yes, him. Unfortunately, he won't be able to tend to that world anymore."

Freeza shook his head. He didn't even need to ask what happened, already well aware.

"Please tell me why do I feel as if you had something to do with it," Zarbon commented.

"More than likely because he did," Dodoria said. "You realize killing a soldier for no reason is not something we should be doing? Only one permitted to do so is Lord Freeza. And you're not at his level to be doing that sort of thing."

"Please explain your side of the story," Freeza said. "It's not like we're going to be hearing the other half anyhow..." he added, rolling his eyes.

Vegeta stifled a snicker, having been pleased by Freeza's last sentence. "To put it short, the fool didn't know his place. Flat out disrespecting one's superiors around here is known to be resulted in exact execution or a battle in the training room to show one who is of higher status."

"Hm." Zarbon flipped his long braid to the back. "If you say so, Vegeta."

"I really doubt it, but I honestly don't care." Dodoria remarked. "Just another weakling."

"That is completely understandable Vegeta," Freeza said. "Quite honestly I see where you are coming from. Just put things into my perspective. I have to kill at least one soldier a day to keep the dingbats away."

Vegeta grinned. "I'm glad you get my point."

"Although it doesn't mean you will just get off for free," Freeza added.

"Hm?" Vegeta raised a brow. 'Just what does he have in mind...?' Seeing there was definitely a catch, Vegeta just happened to be caught a bit off guard.

"Since you decided to take it upon yourself to handle business and eradicate of the fool you claim to have shown a lack of respect towards you, I now personally put the task of taking out Planet Ruk to you. Once you are done, you will go out to sell then a surplus of three planets." Freeza could note an uncomfortable look on Vegeta's face and was smiling wide, yet internally.

"Think of it as more of a reward than a punishment," Zarbon told Vegeta. "You get to sell three planets now. I doubt you'd have to go out and sell any planets for a good and long time."

"Try to see it from a good side," Dodoria said, smirking. "While the way there and back will take up an entire year, you will reap the benefits greatly."

"Very well." The saiyan knew all of what they were saying was complete B.S. but he just ignored it and continued on his way. Vegeta began to turn around and make his way out.

"But that is not all," Freeza said, having Vegeta seize his exit. The saiyan turned around. "I just wanted to know...have you seen Kiwi anywhere?"

Vegeta considered telling Freeza the truth at first, going to gloat about how he was the one to take Kiwi out with next to no problem when everyone always assumed the two to be equals, but he decided maybe he could get a kick out of things and see how long it would take before they would have to realize that Kiwi is gone...forever. Vegeta simply shrugged his shoulders in response. "The last time I saw him was before I left to attend another planet."

"Then don't worry about it," Freeza said, waving Vegeta off. "You may be on your way."

Vegeta turned around and exited the room. As he made his way back to walk towards his pod, the saiyan was cursing in his head. 'What a fool I am! Had I not killed that idiot I wouldn't be in this situation.' Vegeta clinched his fists, just remembering the beating he got. 'I should have stayed and finished the job...' Taking a deep breath, Vegeta relaxed himself. He could tell soldiers and staff around him could feel the tense vibe coming from Vegeta and that scared them.

'The only upside is...I get to blow off some steam...'

Bulma and Kakarot were both in the King's building, where they spoke to King Furry. Of course, after his previous castle was destroyed thanks to the battle between Kakarot and King Piccolo way back, he got a few upgrades. "It's good to know we can all work together," King Furry told the two. I have heard of the Briefs' family name for quite a long time, even before I had become King." He then looked to Kakarot. "And I can't count the many times I have seen your face up on television commercials and billboards. I just know it's been enough that you've been in a dream of mine."

"I'd like to know about that dream," Kakarot said half-jokingly.

"Maybe some other time," King Furry chuckled. "But right outside we have hundreds of thousands of survivors willing to help restore our world to what it once was before. We can't keep them waiting."

"Let's be on our way out," Bulma said, leading the path.

"You heard the woman," King Furry said as he followed behind Bulma.

Yes, King Furry mentioned there being a plethora of people outside waiting for the lot. One could just say 'Ohh, that's a lot!' But to actually see it was an entirely different thing.

And once those doors opened, Bulma and Kakarot both got a taste of what it was like.

Kakarot's eyes shot open wide. He was truly impressed. The loud cheers, yelling and clapping coming from thousands of people at once out of the gate of the King's castle was far overwhelming. Bulma had to cover her ears.

As the people were cheering, some tried to actually get in. Luckily, guards and soldiers were all there and able to prevent anyone from getting in the gates.

"I didn't think it'd be this loud!" Bulma shouted so the others could hear her. The woman put some cotton in her ears just to suppress the insane amount of noise a bit.

"Settle down, settle down everyone!" a familiar voice from afar said over a megaphone. Slowly, the noise was beginning to die down. He was waiting patiently for everyone to get quiet.

"Who is he?" Bulma asked, a bit confused.

Kakarot took a closer look at the man speaking over the megaphone. "Vino," Kakarot smirked.

"Heya!" someone came from the side, introducing himself.

"Nice of you to tag along," King Furry said, shaking Duvin's hand.

"I didn't expect to have you here supporting," Kakarot told Duvin.

Duvin rubbed the back of his head, a big smile on his face. "You are the face of the wine industry now," he responded. "As you are the man leading by example, it'd be kind of bad to not do what you're doing. Besides, it's a good way to get our name known to the other side of the world even."

"So you're just doing this so more people can come buy your products," Bulma huffed. "Should have known..."

Having managed to calm the crowd down, Vino made his way over to Bulma as he had overheard the conversation. "No. It's not just that. We need our world to regain the life it once had. Not that it's also bad to get our name on the map just as big as capsule corporation."

"Indeed." Kakarot agreed, moving his head up and down.

"May I see the megaphone?" King Furry asked, his hand out.

"Yes, of course!" Vino handed King Furry the megaphone.

Now that a great bit of the audience was silenced, King Furry went to speak through the megaphone. "Okay, everyone! Now that I have your attention, it's good we don't waste time! Also, may I say, from the bottom of my heart, it is truly a pleasure that you all have decided to come and support! We know you all have families in some part of the world that need to be taken care of and we truly appreciate the fact you have taken the time out of your day and came here to subsidize a great cause this world truly needs." A few claps were heard from all around the audience.

Vino leaned over to Kakarot's shoulder. "Where in the hell exactly were you when the Red Ribbon Army decided they were going to come and try to take over the world?"

"I was not even on this world," Kakarot responded.

Vino was a bit put off by what Kakarot said. He obviously needed Kakarot to specify much more to him. "I beg your pardon?"

"I'll tell you later," Kakarot said. He and Vino looked back to the King, who was getting ready to finish his speech to the crowd.

"And so with me, I have a few that will be a major help with regaining the great life we once had in this world. One of them, as we all surely know, is Bulma! The great, intelligent daughter of Dr. Briefs, the founder of Capsule Corp." Furry waited until some of the clappings had died down before he was to introduce Kakarot. "And here... besides me, is the founder of the greatest, and tastiest wine known to man, Kakarot! Just starting off his very own business at the young age of 19, he has come a long way and hopes to give back the service a great lot of you have given to him over his first few years as an entrepreneur. Give him a warm welcome everyone!"

And a warm welcome he was indeed given. Not only did the crowd clap, but a bit of them cheered Kakarot on as well. Kakarot couldn't help but feel pride in the great success he has had in just so few years. His charismatic smile that everyone got to see on advertisements did happen to pay off after all.

Back at Capsule Corp, Pilaf was working on the pods that Kakarot had ordered him to do so. Ox was with them, but he wasn't just doing anything. The boy was rather smart and he, too, wanted to put his brain power to the test.

Ox, while liking the fact he was able to spend time with old family friends, was also having a hard time. The boy was helping out Pilaf with the Senzu beans and trying to find ways he could regrow them, as Pilaf couldn't do it all by himself. Soba was around doing much of nothing, just helping the two out whenever they called for something they could use at the moment.

Ox sat back in the cheer, a bit stressed out from trying too hard. He could only find just a few ingredients in the bean that he knew he could get from any nearby store. But the rest he saw were unheard of to him. He needed them all and had to figure out just exactly how these beans were to grow. Unbeknownst to him, every time he moaned or sighed in a frustrated manner, there would be a white cat just laughing at the kid from above.

Ox looked over to the T.V. where he saw Bulma speaking. "Hey!" Ox yelled, pointing right at the t.v. "Bulma and my dad are on!"

Pilaf removed his welder helmet, stopping himself from continuing to work on the attack pods so he could look at the t.v. "Huh?" He couldn't hear very much of what was being said, but he saw very familiar faces on it. This caught his attention and he wanted to hear more from it. "Hey, Soba! Turn it up will ya?"

"Gotcha!" Soba quickly got the remote and turned up the volume.

Having just finished her own speech, the audience was clapping wildly. Bulma had spoken of her reasons as for why she wanted to help and explained exactly what she was going to do. And did the crowd love it. Just by her speaking, their expectations of regrowth had increased exponentially. "Here you go." Bulma handed Kakarot the megaphone.

Kakarot grabbed it. "Well, everyone! I can't really expand on what I am going to do as I will be doing just exactly what Mrs. Briefs will be doing, but onto other sections that need help. But getting to the reason as to why I truly want to help out..." Nothing. Nothing more was coming out of Kakarot's mouth. Kakarot started off as if he had the ball rolling immediately, ready to spill all of what was on his mind.

Everyone in the audience was a bit on edge, as all they were expecting Kakarot to continue at any moment. However, the most they could hear was his light, smooth breathing. "Sir?" Vino asked.

King Furry was a bit confused, as well as Bulma, too. The purple haired woman knew Kakarot was a well-spoken person, so speeches would kind of be a thing for him. So...what could possibly be holding him back from speaking at an important moment like this one?

Duvin had a bright smile on his face the entire time. The man had all the confidence in Kakarot and unlike a lot of people, didn't suspect the man of having stage fright or anything.

Kakarot looked over back to Duvin. "Duck!"

"Huh?" Duvin looked back over to Kakarot. He knew what the man had told him, but he wasn't quite sure as to why Kakarot was just warning him so abruptly after a long pause.

'Dammit!' Kakarot could tell something was immediately off that moment, which was the reason he was silent for a short while. He was feeling out the audience, as he felt something not so good was emitting from it. He was just merely trying to pinpoint who and being able to warn some of them. Looking into the audience, Kakarot caught a bright yellow beam coming right for Duvin.

Vino had seen it as well, but he'd be far too slow to be able to save Duvin from certain death.

Duvin still looked at Kakarot, confused, and in-cognizant of the fact that a killer attack was making its way right towards him.

'Tch.' Kakarot had to use a bit of his strength in order to zoom his way over by Duvin. With the back of his hand, Kakarot smacked away the attack far into the clouds.

Everyone from the audience was shaking at what had just taken place. Not one single person in the crowd had even seen a glimpse of the beam until Kakarot had redirected it into the air.

"What was that?" a man of the audience questioned.

King Furry witnessed this type of energy before and didn't get not one good feeling from it. All he could remember were the demonic powers from Piccolo Daimao and simply hoped a repeat wasn't going to take place. "Whatever this is...I don't have a good feeling about it."

"Who was that?" Bulma asked Kakarot.

Vino looked over to Kakarot. "Do you know?"

Many sounds and loud murmurs were coming from the entire crowd, all of them bewildered as to what had just transpired that moment. Whatever did happen, it was far too fast for the average human eye to even see.

Kakarot looked over the crowd, trying to spot the assailant. 'Bastard...still hiding behind someone.'

The guards had their guns up and prepared, ready to attack whoever was willing to harm innocents. All of them were on their toes as they even weren't able to see anything.

"Show yourself!" one of the guards yelled, a great bit of nervousness in his voice.

Everyone was silent, looking around desperately to find anyone even remotely evil looking, as if they had bad intentions from the get-go. Kakarot noted the worried looks on everybody's face. The man shook his head in disappointment. "Did everyone forget I was the champion of the Tenkaichi Budokai...and saved the earth from its greatest danger." Kakarot then decided to raise his voice. "Why don't you show yourself?" he asked. And he waited, as did everyone else. Having not seen who he wanted to see, Kakarot decided he would go ahead and go on insulting. "I see...still the same coward you were way back...Tsuru."

And just like good bait to any fish, it was taken immediately. Out from the crowd was Tsuru-sennin, pushing people out of the way violently. "Heh! Long time no see, huh?"

Kakarot looked upon Tsuru. There was absolutely nothing different about his former master. "Still the same mischievous senior citizen, I see..."

Nearly everyone recognized who this face was and immediately backed up. "I was hoping to catch your attention with that and boy did I." Tsuru's wide, malicious smile had a great number of people trembling.

"Are you apart of this?" Bulma asked Kakarot, nearly panicking.

"I'm no longer with him," Kakarot responded to Bulma. "He's just a forgotten memory of the past trying to keep up with the times when he should be at home brooding over regrets and reading the newspaper like every other regular old person."

"I promised myself I would kill you after the tournament, both my brother and I! Unfortunately when I made it to the crowd of people who thought you were dead, you were gone. Once I heard of you being alive, I had to try and find you. I ended up kicking myself for months upon figuring out all I had to do was just go to the nearest city."

"You're still not over this?" Kakarot asked. Tsuru wanted to kill him for just getting up and leaving to be trained by Tao years ago. If not for that, then for the fact that he didn't play into Tsuru's little game of killed or be killed in the finals of the 22nd Tenkaichi Budokai when he had to face Tien.

"Of course not!" Tsuru stuck out his index finger right for Kakarot. "Your time as an entrepreneur must have more than likely taken up a good bit of your time to continue your fighting. I bet you're nowhere near as strong as you were as a kid."

"You have no clue...do you?"

"Hehehehe..." Tsuru's fingers began to glow. "I surely do."

"Put your hand down right now!" one of the soldiers yelled. He and a group of other men were ready to shoot at any given moment now. They'd do anything to protect their King, as was their job. If they had to kill, then so be it.

Tsuru just gave a quick look at the men who ordered him to lower his weapon and looked back to Kakarot. Instead, the yellow glow in his index finger increased in size. "How about...no."

"OPEN FIRE!"

The moment those two words were heard by everyone, numerous bodies began to duck instantly, not wanting to get hit by accident.

With his other free hand, Tsuru just caught all the bullets that were being shot at him automatically. This went on for a while now, though he showed absolutely no sings of slowing down.

Bulma's mouth was agape, as well as King Furry. Just seeing him doing this type of thing gave him bad memories of Piccolo way back.

"W-What is he?" the top soldier asked, gulping. Never before had he witnessed something of this nature.

"Heh." Tsuru opened his closed fist. As it opened, dozens of bullets slowly began to fall out of the palm of his hand. "Worthless weapons." He put his eyes back on Kakarot. "Prepare to die!"

Kakarot was a bit pissed. "No..." The saiyan shot his way over to Tsuru. Nobody was able to see him move when he did. In not even a second, Kakarot was just mere yards away from Tsuru. Tsuru's index finger was closed shut by Kakarot. Tsuru didn't even realize it was Kakarot before him until he seen that he couldn't release his attack any longer.

"H-How..." Tsuru was growling, getting more and more infuriated by the second. Trying to pull himself away from Kakarot was completely futile.

"I always planned on taking you out as well," Kakarot informed Tsuru. "But the stronger I got, the more my memories of you faded away. But since an opportunity to rid of you forever has appeared, I'll make sure to not pass it up."

Even through his dark shades, Kakarot could feel the fear envelop into Tsuru. The Saiyan enjoyed this and simply smiled. "Your brother won't be far behind." Kakarot raised Tsuru by his index finger, bringing the man's feet off the ground. "Off you go!" With a simple throw, Tsuru was sent hundreds of yards into the air.

Everyone got back up, able to hear the man's cries from afar. Stretching his hand out, Kakarot let off a mini ball of energy, which would be more than enough to rid of Tsuru. People from below's fear of Tsuru was diminishing rapidly as Kakarot just rid of him.

Turning around, Kakarot began to make his way back up the stage where he was speaking, ignoring the fact that a huge explosion just occurred in the sky. No longer feeling a trace of Tsuru's ki, Kakarot knew the job was done.

Kakarot got back onto the stage, now looking over everyone. So many faces full of fear were now full of glee and relief, some still cared, though the confident and charismatic smug look on Kakarot's face assured some of the people they had nothing to worry about. Bulma, Furry, Vino, and Duvin were all extremely impressed with how efficient Kakarot managed to resolve a hostile scenario. Getting the megaphone, Kakarot spoke into it.

"Now...where was I?"