Disclaimer: don't own DBZ or anything related to it. If i did, then the Great Saiyaman Saga would have taken a hell of a lot longer.


Once again, Bulma found herself with her arms around a saiyan she loved with her whole heart as she watched the television in awe, shock and horror. This time, however, her arms where around her eldest child and only son, Trunks, while her husband stood a little behind the bench with his arms crossed.

The news-report had come in less about an hour ago, but neither Vegeta nor Trunks had paid any real attention to it until Krillin had showed up to interfere. If Krillin was there, that meant that Bra was also there. And if Bra was anywhere near trouble, both males would be racing out of the door to save her, regardless of the consequences.

'Or at least, that's what I'd thought.' the Blue-haired genius told herself as her son sat in her lap. Upon listening to what exactly was going on, Trunks had been ready to fly to Satan City in a new speed record, but Vegeta had stopped him. Vegeta had, for once, acted very calmly and rational where Bra was involved. He had told Trunks that Krillin obviously had no problems dealing with the android, so there was no need for them to get involved. After the scolding from his father, Trunks hadn't made another mention of going to help, although he couldn't sit still either.

'Odd how Vegeta isn't reacting at all.' The rich heiress suddenly realized. 'Before, he'd fly off the handle if she even came back home with a split end. Maybe it's one of those over-protective-father-things that only happen with really small stuff? Or maybe there's another reason?'

"Dad!" Trunks suddenly shouted, pulling his mother out of her thoughts. "Look! Gohan is in trouble! NOW should we go and help?!"

"And tell me Trunks; what do you intend to do when you arrive?" Vegeta asked, stepping closer to the couch. "If, as you say, the Eldest Spawn of Kakarot is actually having genuine problems fighting these things, what can you do? Do you believe you are strong enough to fight an opponent that he can't defeat? Trust me; Bra is as safe as she can be right now. The Brat won't let anything happen to her, and aside from that, that Shorty and his Walking Bucket of Bolts are also there to protect her."

"N-no dad…" the second-oldest half-saiyan said after a second. "But… but you can! You're even stronger then Gohan is, you could help him can't you?"

"Yes, I can." The Prince answered very shortly. "But unlike you, I know he doesn't need any help. He has, despite what it looks like, total control over this fight. He is not even transformed but those androids he's fighting are hardly able to touch him. He's making it look like he's in trouble to buy time. Bah, what a pathetic excuse. He should just blast them all and be done with it!"

"Gohan is really only making it look like he's in trouble?" Trunks asked in awe and surprise.

"Yeah, if your father says so." Bulma answered. "But there's a good reason why he's buying time. He wants the people to leave the area before he fights. Because, in case you forgot Vegeta, most normal humans can't survive explosion that destroy half a city!"

"I know that Woman! But if he destroyed them before they could do any damage, there would be no harm done either. It's a different strategy to use and I prefer being on the offensive. It's much more effective to have a preemptive strike on your enemy."

"So, we're going to attack them!" Trunks suddenly interrupted. "That'll give us the element of surprise and a preemptive strike for sure!"

'Smart kid! Just like his mom.' Bulma silently complimented her boy.

"No we won't." the simply reply came again. "Listen to me boy, if there's one person on this entire planet who does not need help in a fight it's that brat. Let him fight till his heart's consent and don't interfere unless he asks it. Do you understand?"

"…Yes dad." The young prince answered reluctantly.

But as Trunks turned to watch the screen again, he didn't see what his mother saw; Vegeta still stood with his arms crossed, but the blue-haired genius was sure she saw him shaking. His arms where trembling, but it wasn't until she saw the way the Saiyan Royal Prince looked at the TV screen.

'Of course.' She realized. 'He wasn't just telling Trunks off… he was telling himself that he shouldn't interfere either… he's trying to stop himself from joining into the fight for some reason.'

When Vegeta caught her eye, he didn't even try to hide his feelings from her. He never did. The arrogant Saiyan Prince was many things, but he was never a liar and he always shared everything with his wife. After a nod from her husband, Bulma turned her eyes back to the screen.

'Don't mess this up kid.' She mussed as she continued to watch the fight. 'Vegeta's trusting you with his most beloved possession in the universe.'

XxX

"Sir, the evacuation is going along smoothly so far." The assistant reported quickly. "When will you be leaving the office?"

"As soon as the entire city has been cleared." Commissioner Yolal answered. "You can clear out before then if you wish. Have you alerted your boyfriend?" he asked. It was always best to act calmly in situations that would result in total chaos otherwise.

"No, I didn't have to." The assistant replied. "He's out of town for the weekend, he's visiting his sister over at West City."

"I see. That's good, at least you don't have to worry about his safety." Yolal responded. "Are the area's around Saiyaman cleared already?"

"Yes, they where the first to be cleared." His assistant quickly said. "The police, along with the firefighters and a surprising number of civilians helped clear the area in less then five minutes as you had ordered. Most people have left the area, and we're emptying the hospitals right now. With all the ambulances, police-cars and civilian help it shouldn't take more then another fifteen minutes before the entire city's been cleared."

"Very good, so that means Saiyaman will have the all-clear?"

"Yes sir, he won't have to worry about anyone else in the city, and the immediate area around him is, as far as we can tell, completely cleared."

"Would they need you around to supervise more of the evacuation?" the sudden question surprised the young assistant.

"Most likely not, sir. Why do you ask?"

"Because if they don't, I will order you to leave this office and this city right away. I don't want another young life to be lost, especially one that holds as much promise as yours."

"I know sir, but in that case my answer is yes, they will need me to supervise the last of the evacuations. I won't leave until this entire city has been emptied, and that includes this office."

Yolal looked surprised at the show of determination from the twenty-four year old officer, but didn't react at first. Before he could say anything, the phone suddenly started ringing. A quick look at the number-screen showed that it was the mayor calling, as the Commissioner had already expected.

"I appreciate that son, I really do. But would you please step outside for a minute?" he asked his assistant. As soon as the young man turned around, Yolal opened his desk drawer and pulled out his service weapon. It wasn't anything special, just the exact same firearm that every other police officer carried, but it held some memories for him. Without hesitation he aimed the weapon and pulled the trigger.

The ringing of the phone died instantly.

Still standing in the door, the assistant turned around to identify the source of the loud noise. His eyes moved between Commissioner Yolal, the gun in his hands and the remains of his phone. He didn't speak up, but the look in his eyes told Yolal enough. After a second or so, Yolal spoke up.

"Jan, forget this ever happened."

Jan looked the commissioner in the eye for a second before he replied.

"Forget what ever happened sir?"

At that, even Yolal had a small smile as he answered.

"Good answer."

XxX

#18 had quickly returned to the trio of scared girls, who where coughing badly by the time she arrived; they, like almost everyone else in the area, had been caught in the dust cloud that followed after the collapse of the building. Grabbing the hands of Marron and Bra, #18 quickly led the girls away from the other people. She wanted them away from the chaos that the others where creating.

As they where moving away from the chaos, the group of girls ran into none other then Krillin with Sharpener following close behind him. Videl was being carried piggyback by her blond friend and she didn't look happy with it.

"Good, you're still safe." Krillin said, breathing out in relief. "We've got a problem though, the only road out has been closed by that building collapsing. Unless we walk right past the fight or risk climbing over the debris there's no way we're getting out of here."

"What!" Erasa shouted from besides Sharpener. Apparently the teenage blond had run over to her friends as soon as they had appeared. "Then that means we're trapped! What're we going to do? We'll never get out of here in one piece! We're like sitting ducks!"

"Erasa, be quiet!" Sharpener suddenly barked, visibly annoyed and on edge. "Krillin's found a good hiding area a little ways back; we'll go there and stay there. We'll be hidden from sight well enough to avoid being detected. And in the meantime, Saiyaman will take care of those freaking Tin Cans."

Unnoticed to the teenagers, Sharpener's insults managed to get a twitch in #18's eyebrows.

'Why does everyone always call androids a tin can? We're not made out of tin!' she silently mused.

"Anyway, let's go. Follow me." Krillin said as he turned around and started running back the way he'd come. Within a minute, they reached the hideout Sharpener had mentioned. It was formed by a set of very tall and heavy-looking pieces of debris, forming a rough circle in the street. The rocks formed a nice wall nearly twelve meters high, and two meters thick. One of the stones had even fallen on top of the others, forming a roof of sorts.

All in all, it looked far too good to be a 'coincidence' to #18's eyes.

Sharpener quickly moved in through a hole between the walls, showing Erasa and the girls how to get in. #18 remained standing next to Krillin.

"How long did it take you to 'find' this little fortress?" she asked, pulling the word find out to let him know she was on to his game.

"About twenty second." The monk answered. "I had to get away from the kid, told him I was going to scout out ahead. As soon as I was out of his sights, I sped up to full speed and quickly made this thing. It should hold long enough for Gohan to de- to win." he corrected himself. He had, in fact, been about to say that Gohan would destroy the androids, but he worried that his wife might take that the wrong way.

"Let's hope so." #18 said as she moved through the opening, joining the others in their hideout.

Sharpener was in a corner, gently placing Videl against a flat wall. Erasa was right next to him, already fretting over the raven-haired fighter and crying while saying she'd been so scared. Bra and Marron where right next to them and they both looked frightened. #18 quickly moved over to the two girls, bent down and looked them in the eye.

"Where'd Daddy go?" Marron asked, hugging her mother, trying to bury her face in #18's shirt.

"Daddy's going to see if there are any other people that need to stay here. He'll be right back."

"I want my Daddy!" Bra suddenly cried, tears leaking from her eyes. "Daddy'll make them stop, he'll make them all go away!" #18 quickly extended her arm, pulling the blue-haired girl closer to join in the hug. As soon as Bra was also hiding her face in #18's shirt, the android checked up on the teenagers.

Erasa was still completely unharmed, and Sharpener only sported a few bruises, along with exhaustion. It was Videl that was really in a bad state. Whenever she thought no one was looking, the girl's face gained a pained look, especially if she moved her back.

"Hey you, long-hair." she suddenly announced, addressing Sharpener. "Krillin's out trying to find anyone else who needs to use this shelter; go and help him."

Sharpener looked like he was going to argue for a second but, after taking a look at his two friends, turned and left the small bunker.

"Erasa, you try calling Gohan. See if you can find out if he got away before the fighting started or not." He quickly called before slipping between the walls. Erasa, relieved to at least have something to do, quickly reached for her purse, intend of grabbing her cell-phone. But instead she was suddenly reminded that her purse was still in the café they had fled earlier. She didn't have her cell-phone, or anything else, with her anymore.

At that exact moment, #18 suddenly appeared next to the two teenagers, the two young girls still clutching to her pants.

"What's wrong?" the blond mother asked, addressing the crime fighter.

"Nothing big, I've got a couple bruises but nothing important. I'll be fine" Videl bluffed, but as soon as she was done talking she moved her back and let out a gasp of pain.

"Like hell you'll be fine." #18 said, surprising everyone by her rough language. "You've hurt your back somehow haven't you?"

Videl looked into #18's eyes and, knowing that she couldn't bluff her way out, nodded once. Within a second #18 had grabbed her shoulder, yanked her forward and lifted the back of Videl's shirt. The android instantly saw the damaged piece of underwear that was stuck in the teenager's back, drawing blood.

"What do you think you-AARGH!" Videl tried to talk, but midway through her sentence, #18 had pulled the bra-clip out of Videl's back. The unexpected action, along with the sudden burst of pain, caused even the tough Videl to cry out in pain.

"Sorry about that, but if I didn't pull it out it could have infected you and then you'd have real problems." #18 said, still holding Videl's shirt up. "Now, don't move."

"Wait! What're yo-" before Videl could even ask her question, #18 had gone to work. Within seconds she had torn the straps of Videl's bra, causing the undergarment to fall from Videl's chest to the ground.

"Why'd you do that!" the shocked crime-fighter shouted.

"It'd have only gotten in the way otherwise, it wasn't attached anymore. Unless, of course, you'd have preferred to undress first while in this chaos?" #18 replied with heavy sarcasm.

Videl, still surprised by what #18 had done so suddenly, didn't answer. Instead she crossed her arms over her chest and glared at the woman.

The silence in the makeshift hideout wasn't broken until Krillin and Sharpener returned, three minutes later. By some unspoken agreement, none of the females mentioned the events. Krillin was the first to break the silence.

"Well, everyone else is more willing to take a chance by climbing over the debris then staying out over here. Either that, or they already got away before the roads where blocked. There's no one else around here."

With a few steps, the monk closed in on his wife, and spoke to her in whispers, "With me near here, Gohan won't be able to sense the others through my energy, and he'll fight without holding back. It might get tight, but I'm going to try and place an energy barrier around this hideout to stop some of the smaller explosions and other stuff. You keep an eye on the kids."

"Got it."

"Hey Erasa, did you call Gohan yet?" Sharpener suddenly asked as he sat down besides the normally cheery blond.

"No, my phone's in my purse and my purse's still in the café. Can I use your cell?"

"Nope." The boxer replied, "It was in my pocket, but it was crushed when I fought that robot earlier. It's no good." With that, Sharpener dropped his head, thinking of any other way he could make sure that Gohan was all right.

At that moment, a sudden announcement shocked the small group.

XxX

"Attention Saiyaman, this is Police Commissioner Yolal, speaking, we have successfully completed the evacuation of Satan City. I repeat, Satan City is now completely evacuated. It's all yours now, so go show those abominations what you're made of. Good luck! Commissioner Yolal, out."

As soon as the message was heard, sounding out of every radio and speaker in the city, a relieved smile appeared on Saiyaman's face. He jumped back from his current exchange with his mechanical enemies, still fighting androids #5, #6 and #7, and gathered some more power. An instant later, the three machines where blown away as the superhero powered up.

Being the heaviest of the three, android #6 was the first to recover and quickly engaged the masked superhero in battle again. And, much like before, none of her attacks found its mark; the green-clad fighter was moving much to fast for the massive imitation-woman to follow. But, unlike before, Saiyaman was now returning the attacks. His super-strength easily forced #6's mechanical skin to bend inward, and within seconds she no longer represented a humanoid form. At that exact moment, the other two androids rejoined the fight, but they where also quickly repelled.

A punch in the face stopped the energy-absorbing #7 dead in his tracks, critical damage to his optical sensors, while a spinning kick send the small, knife-wielding #5 crashing into a nearby building. Deciding that the absorbing android was the more dangerous of the two androids still in the air, Saiyaman grabbed him and quickly threw him to the ground. The impact caused a decent-size crater to be formed, but Saiyaman wasn't finished yet. He quickly accelerated downward, moving much faster then would be possible by gravity alone, and kicked the mechanical leech with both his feet at the time of his landing. The attack was strong enough to crack all the nearby concrete, toppling several streetlights and causing a large dust cloud to form.

When the cloud cleared up a bit, the remains of android #7, the first energy-absorbing android, could clearly be seen; he had been torn to pieces, unable to survive the powerful attack, and would not be able to function anymore.

Floating some distance away, the other androids where still watching.

"#15, my calculations indicate that #5 and #6 will not be able to destroy this target." the small #12 said. "I suggest adjusting the current plan of action to increase our possibilities of victory."

"I must agree with #12," #10 added, "It seems that Saiyaman, The Great, was still not revealing all his fighting capabilities. We must adjust our plan if we are to succeed."

"Yes, you are correct." the green-haired woman concluded, her eyes glowing again. "#13 and #14 shall remain with me, to observe, analyze and supervise the battle; all the others will assist #5 and #6 in overcoming Saiyaman, The Great."

"Affirmative." 7 different mechanical voices said. At once five other androids shot forward to join the battle, while #13, #14 and #15 spread themselves around to gain a clear sight of the battle to be.

Within seconds they where upon the cape-wearing warrior and, because they couldn't be detected, Saiyaman was instantly smashed against a building. The impact was so strong that it shattered all the glass, causing to rain down past the half-breed.

Being able to look up, Saiyaman could clearly see his new enemies.

The first one he could see was a pink-skinned and orange-haired android that wore his hair in a Mohawk. His clothing consisted of jeans that, like his skin, where a light pink. The Red Ribbon symbol was placed on his left pocket, much like some of the fancier dress-labels sometimes did. Unknown to Saiyaman, this was the android that had killed a young woman just before he had arrived. This was Android #8 and he was the one who had scared Videl more then any of the others.

Next to #8, stood another android that was dressed in a similar way to the superhero himself. The machine's skin was a deep green, similar to Piccolo, and he wore a dark green skiing goggle over his eyes. Completing the weird set-up where a white, loose t-shirt that connected to a black cape and bright yellow pants beneath them. Obviously, someone who was either color blind, drunk or both had designed his clothing. His black cape bore the red ribbon mark, now flowing dramatically in the winds. This was android #9.

Android #10 stood on #8's other side, a medium sized black woman. Her hair was held in a large Afro, which looked rather good on her. While she held several bracelets on each of her arms, along with a rather expansive looking necklace, her clothing was not all that odd. A sleeveless shirt, with a small dip to show her collarbones and sternum and a short. Both pieces of clothing a pale white, in contrast to her dark skin. A bandana around her hair held the symbol of the army she belonged to.

Floating just above the other three was the well-dressed android #11. Much like #9, his skin was green, although this tone was much more pleasant on the eyes. All in all, he looked much like the Space Pirate Bojack, when he had still been fully dressed. But instead of the many different layers of clothing the ancient pirate wore, #11 was pleased with a normal button-up, leaving the two top buttons undone to show some more green skin. Below the shirt he wore fancy-looking pants. Both pieces of clothing were in the traditional style of the Red Ribbon Army,

Finally, android #12 was floating a bit behind the others, taking a sip from his flagon. He was just as small as the knife-wielding #5 but his skin was a deep purple. On his small body, he wore a yellow trench coat, obviously made for his size, and a ridiculous looking green hat.

Without the ability to sense their real power, like he was used to, Saiyaman had no way to gauge which of these androids was the strongest. The only thing he knew was that the two he had already been fighting before where the weakest androids still remaining. As the rain of glass finally stopped, #5 and #6 had recovered enough to join their comrades.

Taking one good look at his seven opponents, Saiyaman took a fighting stance, raising his left arm in front while keeping his right arm at his waist, before shooting forward to fight the mechanical monsters that threatened to destroy Satan City.

At last, Saiyaman's battle had begun.


A/N: finally, next chapter will have (almost) none-stop DBZ action, Saiyaman VS the Androids. I had to make some minor adjustments to my initial ideas for this battle, but so far I like all of it.

Preview: All hell breaks loose in Satan City as the battle between Saiyaman and the Androids finally begins. But when all the androids finally join battle, can Saiyaman still stand up to them? or will the mighty hero fall to these manufactured fiends?

As always, much thanks to my beta Kushin eX for checking out this chapter and always being up for debate on how to do the next couple scenes.

Please review and tell me what you thought.

To Mr. Emperor: no I will not be using the anthropomorphic animals from Dragon Ball mainly because they hardly ever appeared in DBZ. This story is all about humans and humanoids.

To Makai Alexa: all in due time, you'll see Gohan as a scientist later on in the story.

To Spirit Hellfire: Kami and Dende are not gods, they are simply an extraterrestrial race (the Nameks) that stands guard over the planet Earth to ensure the safety of the planet from forces that mankind is not ready to deal with. The fact that just about every enemy from DBZ is stronger then Kami and Dende (not to mention that Kami died once) should be enough proof that they are not gods. Kami's name may cause confusion, but it's just that: a name.

If you're still reading now, please hit the review button and tell me what you thought. next chapter will be out in another month.