Cold Planet 255
April 2, A763

Yamcha, grateful to be out of the armor, threw the suit down the hall, making it seem like Cacao was flying through the prison. He then aimed ahead and beneath the armor, causing an explosion. Yamcha had left the twisted, burned Cacao armor at the center of the blast to make it clear that it was the only thing left of the Bounty Hunter was his armor.

All part of the illusion.

The prison guards that saw Cacao 'explode' were left speechless, and literally ran away screaming, which was enough for Yamcha.

Touching the walls of the Saiyans' cells was dangerous; they could easily drain his energy in a matter of moments if he tried. Thankfully, he'd been taught enough about the Ki-absorbing material to know that the energy had to actually go somewhere, and he'd been present when the cells were constructed.

Yamcha aimed, and thanked Tien, "Dodon Ray!"

A yellow beam shot from his finger, and fired, striking and destroying the power cable that converted Vegeta and Meys's Ki into power for the base to consume. Then, Yamcha stood back.

After a few moments, Vegeta's cell began to heat up and then exploded, as the energy it was collecting from the Saiyan was more than the material of the walls could contain; instead of diverting Vegeta's power, it built up until every panel became a volatile bomb. A moment later, Meys's cell exploded open. Both Saiyans stepped out of their cells, looking haggard and drained. Yamcha handed each of them a Senzu Bean, and he sensed their energy soar back to what it had been.

"Saved by your Earth Magic. Hmph. Almost feels cheap," Vegeta said.

"Whatever, I'm just happy to be out of that damn cell," Meys grumbled. Yamcha handed them oxygen masks so they could breathe.

"Tarble is this way," Yamcha gestured, and they flew deeper into the prison. A door shut in their way, but it was a simple matter for them to blast through it. The guards set up a firing line around the corner, but it wasn't even enough to bother; the three warriors literally flew past them. Vegeta, however, gave them a sneer and fired a Ki blast as they turned another corner, obliterating the whole squad of them.

Yamcha had known those men; he couldn't socialize with them because of his cover, but he'd overheard their conversations. Most of them didn't deserve such a callous fate. Perhaps he was naive to think they could have been spared.

The turrets, guards, and even the high-powered warriors were of no use in stopping their rampage through the prison. Yamcha wanted to release all the prisoners, but the low atmosphere would be a death sentence for anyone but someone with their resources to pull off this prison break. Now that they knew how the prison operated, perhaps repeat escapes could be done.

They might as well have been flying in the open air after a while; the prison may have been built into the continent, but it was built as a grid, and none of the defenses in the prison would be enough to stop them. Not even if Wata himself showed up to stand in their way, and he probably would, at least on the way out.

After several minutes of flying, which was the distance between East and South City, Yamcha started counting the cells.

"Here!" Yamcha stopped. A group of prison guards had already opened Tarble's cell, and they were pulling the Saiyan out with a mancatcher. Yamcha eyed it, and saw how Tarble was weakly falling to the ground. The Saiyan looked like a shorter, more boyish Vegeta. His hairline was lower and didn't come to a point the same way. He was dressed in a navy blue bodyglove, which had been stained from months of wear.

"V-Vegeta?" Tarble said, his eyes not quite focusing correctly. He took a deep gulp of air as he breathed.

"Don't come any closer, or we'll kill him!" one of the guards said, pressing a blaster to Tarble's forehead.

"I've got this one," Meys muttered; he stared intently at the blaster, and his eyes glowed yellow. With a flash of light, Meys fired a pair of Ki beams through the blaster, which went through the soldier behind it, too.

Vegeta took the opportunity to fly straight at them, grabbing the closest by the head and slamming them against their companion. It took Vegeta a moment, but he coldly and efficiently slaughtered the entire squad. Vegeta reached down, picked up one of the guards' oxygen masks, and pressed it to Tarble's face. Tarble grabbed it, and strapped it to his face. Yamcha handed him a Senzu bean.

"Eat this, you'll regain your strength," Yamcha said. Tarble obeyed, and he went from barely able to stand to floating.

"Vegeta, you came for me! Why?" Tarble said, "I thought I was too weak for you to care?"

"Things change," Vegeta said, "But we don't have time to explain. We're leaving."

"Hi, I'm Meys. This is Yamcha. Hold my hand so you can keep up," Meys grabbed Tarble's hand, and hoisted him up onto his back, "Hold tight, okay? We're not going to bother fighting anything on our way out. Least, that was the plan, right, Yamcha?"

"Uh huh. Come on, this way," Yamcha took off, leading them through the blocks upon blocks of cells. He knew that the prison was capable of holding billions, but most of the prison was iced over while it wasn't in use, and sensors were sensitive enough to tell when so much as an ice worm was burrowing nearby.

They flew until they hit one of these frozen prison blocks, and then followed that wall until it ended, and turned again. Yamcha was in the front, followed by Meys, and then Vegeta. They fell into a rhythm, of Yamcha navigating and Vegeta firing at anything that might look like it could cause even the slightest of sway or delay.

Just as a massive firing line of soldiers was lining up to stand in their way, Yamcha took a surprise turn up, and into the maintenance shafts.

"We're on foot from here," Yamcha said.

"Where's your tail, Yamcha?" Tarble asked.

"Huh? Tail?"

"Was it cut off in combat?" Tarble asked.

"No questions! Keep moving!" Vegeta ordered. The maintenance shaft was uncomfortable to move in, but the four of them still managed to keep a swift pace, even when it became chest-thick, forcing them to walk sideways through the shafts.

"Something's wrong," Yamcha said as they came to a junction, "Lemo was supposed to meet us here."

"Then we leave him behind," Vegeta said.

"Lemo's the only one with the access to take one of the ships! We're not leaving this planet without him," Yamcha said.

"Yeah, and we asked him to be here," Meys said, "That's not fair to the man who's been risking his life for you and your brother."

Tarble looked to Vegeta, "If we can save him, we should."

Vegeta grumbled, "Where might he be?"

"Hold on," Yamcha said, approaching a computer screen that had flicked on. He scrolled, and pressed a button on it, "Lemo said if anything went wrong to read a message left in an unused email. I'm going to try and access it."

"So, I guess we have time for a couple questions, Tarble," Meys said.

"Who? What? Where? Huh?"

"I'm Meys. I was on Vegeta's team, offworld, when our homeworld was destroyed."

"Yeah, the meteor…"

"No, it was destroyed by Freeza. Then Kakarot, a different Saiyan survivor on planet Earth, killed Freeza a couple months ago. This is Yamcha, he's a human, also from Earth."

"Okay!" Yamcha said, "Lemo says that there are Attack Pods on Spacedock C we can use. They're slow, but they'll be small enough that the distraction will cover our retreat. Spacedock C is...This way!"

Yamcha led them through more tunnels, before dropping back into the main halls. Meys picked up Tarble on his back, and they began flying their way through the prison blocks. They could feel the air being drained out of the halls; thousands of prisoners would probably suffocate in the vain attempt to kill the escapees.

Yamcha tried not to think about it too much as they turned and arrived at a set of doors. This was where many prisoners were brought into the prison. It was also a major gate into the guard quarters. Yamcha raised his hand, and blasted it open. To his surprise, it took more than one shot, while Meys and Vegeta kept blasting at turrets which kept popping out of the walls. Why they didn't all pop out all at the same time, Yamcha didn't understand.

Once he'd blasted open the door, there were another three sets of doors, but these weren't nearly as tough or defended; they ripped through them, and they found themselves on Spacedock C.

That was when they realized why Lemo hadn't been able to join them.

A large, Capital-class starship nearly identical to Freeza's was parked on the same spacedock. Lemo was there, trying not to run away from the two figures he was standing next to. One of them was the Warden, Captain Wata, who was benign held up by the neck.

Holding Wata by the throat was a figure sitting in a hoverchair. Its red tail was wrapped around the lip of the chair like a cushion. It had two horns that were pointed up at an angle. It had purple skin except for the white shell on its head, which was broken up by an almost gemlike blue protrusion that ran from its forehead to the back of the head. Beneath its eyes were red streaks that ran down to its neck.

The creature turned to the four escapees, and smiled.

"Ah. I see our rebels have arrived. What poor timing on your part, monkeys, to have planned your little escape the day I chose to have a surprise inspection. Warden Wata, I'm going to be generous, and give you the chance to fix this," the creature said, dropping him.

"B-but Lord Cooler, their power levels are incredible! We had one guard capable of handling them, and he's already been killed!" Captain Wata pleaded.

"I said I was giving you a chance," Cooler's tail twitched, "I didn't say it was a good one."

Wata stood, facing Yamcha and the three Saiyans. He pulled his Scouter off his face and threw it on the ground. The Warden of the Icebox began to power up, and charged at them.

A bombardment of Ki ended Wata's charge, as he hit the ground, smoking from the attacks.

"L-Lord Cooler, if I may, I'll try and find some...Some weapon we could use," Lemo said.

"No need, Commander," Cooler said, holding up his hand to Lemo, "If these indeed are the Saiyans that killed my brother, or were at least involved, this is a family matter."

Cooler floated out of his chair, and landed.

"Dore? My armor, if you would," Cooler said. A tall, green alien helped Cooler out of his blue armor chestpiece. Cooler, now clear of his armor, began to power up, growing bulkier and taller as did, until he was nearly ten feet tall and six feet wide.

"I suppose my brother was too arrogant to fight you with overwhelming force. He thought he was being coy when he did so. I, however, do not suffer fools lightly, and if you've gotten this far, then you are not to be underestimated. I'll handle you monkeys myself!"

"Vegeta, we should run!" Tarble said.

"No, he's mine!" Vegeta snarled, clashing into Cooler. The two began to exchange blows, floating higher and higher into the air as they did. The Scouters on Cooler's men exploded trying to gauge the power the two were giving off. They turned to the Saiyans, fists clenched.

"I wouldn't try it," Meys warned, "We're all on the same level as he is."

The soldiers looked up to their Lord, who was clearly on the losing end of his fight with Vegeta. After a few more blows, the two separated.

"I can see why my brother had trouble with you monkeys. You're a lot more than I expected. But if you think this is the extent of my power, you're in for a surprise!"

Vegeta scoffed, "Please. I'm more powerful now than the warriors that forced Freeza into his final form. You don't stand a chance against me until you show me everything! Do you hear me, Cooler? EVERYTHING YOU'VE GOT!"

Vegeta put his hands together, and began to glow purple. Cooler began to glow white, and change shape.

"YOU'RE GOING TO HAVE TO CHANGE FASTER THAN THAT! GARLIC! GUN!" Vegeta screamed, firing the purple beam at Cooler. It engulfed the shrinking Cooler, and everyone blocked the light from their eyes.

When it was over, Vegeta was still floating in the air, fists clenched. Cooler was replaced with a cloud of smoke.

"Did he do it? Is it done?" Tarble asked.

"No. It's just begun," Yamcha said.

The smoke cleared, and Cooler had successfully changed into his fourth form. He was almost all purple now, except for the white hide on his head, wrists, ankles, and chest. His horns were gone. It glared at Vegeta.

"Is this what you wanted, Vegeta? Here I am, at my fullest. Can you comprehend it, Saiyan, without a Scouter, or am I beyond you?" Cooler asked. Vegeta gave him a toothy grin.

"It's still not enough," Vegeta told him, and he punched Cooler into the ice wall. Instead of screaming and pouting like Vegeta expected the brother of Freeza to do, Cooler began to laugh.

"Very good, monkey! You may actually be a challenge!" Cooler said, stepping out of the cavern his impact had made. Vegeta was looking a lot less sure as Cooler floated over.

"I'd been biding my time in a bid to prove my father was wrong to favor Freeza, but I suppose now is as good as any to show off some of the conditioning I've been putting myself under. My father and Freeza may have believed themselves the superior beings, but I was not one to leave it up to chance. I have delved into our people's history, and learned their limits...And I have surpassed them!"

Cooler's muscles expanded, his shoulders now bulking up to his ear-slits. He returned Vegeta's punch, but didn't allow Vegeta to impact the ice. Instead he grabbed Vegeta by the hair, and he began to punch Vegeta around like a punching bag. Vegeta reached out and fired a wide spread blast of Ki at Cooler, which the alien just laughed at, and kicked Vegeta away.

Vegeta landed with a grunt. Tarble ran to Vegeta's side.

"Vegeta, we have to go! We might be able to outrun him while he toys with us! Get up!"

"Oh, is your little brother cheering you on, Vegeta? How sweet," Cooler chuckled.

Meys shifted his stance, and shouted, "Kaioken!"

"Kaio wha-" Cooler said, but Meys was upon him, pounding his fists into Cooler's stomach. Despite the massive power difference between Meys and Vegeta, Cooler was barely knocked back by the attacks.

"Cute trick," Cooler said, and he punched Meys into the ground with a single blow, "But it's not enough."

Meys pushed himself out of the hole as Cooler walked over him. Meys reached out and grabbed Cooler's tail.

"Kaioken times three!"

With this, Meys pulled Cooler back, and managed to drag Cooler away from Tarble and Vegeta. Cooler braced himself to stop the dragging, and lifted Meys up with his tail, slamming him against the ground. Meys punched at Cooler's tail, trying to get it to stop, but Cooler flicked Meys off, turned about, and fired a blast at Meys.

"Damn you," Vegeta gasped, "Tarble...Run…"

"Not without you! You came this far for me!"

Vegeta pushed himself off the ground, gasping for air. He pressed his mask tighter on his face, but realized the tube connecting it to his oxygen source had been broken in the fighting.

"Yamcha...You have to…" Vegeta said. His sight began to grow dark as he saw Yamcha charge at Cooler with Kaioken 5.

Kaioken 5 was looking to be the magic number, at least initially, when Yamcha landed a punch on Cooler. Yamcha grabbed Cooler by the head, leaped over him, and flipped Cooler onto the ground. Meys peeled himself out of his impact site, powered up, and landed on Cooler, kicking him while he was down.

Cooler grabbed one of Meys's legs, and began to slam him on the ground, before swinging him at Yamcha, causing both to fall to the ground. Yamcha shoved Meys off of him, and stood, smiling at Cooler.

"No, Vegeta. You have to," a voice called out.

What?

"I told you I would get you to Super Saiyan, Vegeta. It seems like I'll have to rush it. I'm sorry I wasn't there for you, boy," Roshi said.

"Old man?"

"Vegeta, I'm watching your fight. Meys and Yamcha are giving it their all. It's a lot. But it won't be enough," Roshi said.

"I'm out of air, and he thrashed me in moments. If I'd killed him right away…"

"He's a pragmatic warrior. He'd have found a way. Vegeta, you need to get back up. You're ready for this. You've been training for weeks under some of the harshest conditions you can find. No less than what Goku managed," Roshi said, "I've seen a lot of raw talent, but even with what you've started with, you've earned what you have. You have the power to pull this off, Vegeta! You just need to find it!"

"I gave him everything!"

"You gave him nothing, Vegeta! Do you think Goku's the only one who can achieve that power? If you don't find it, Meys is going to die! Yamcha is going to die!"

Vegeta clenched at the rubble around him.

"If you don't stop this monster now, they're going to find out about Earth! All the Saiyans will be wiped out!"

"No!" Vegeta started to push himself up.

"But before then, if you don't stop lying there? They're throwing you back in that cell! They're going to torture your brother in front of you, and then they'll kill you!"

"I WON'T!" Vegeta bellowed. Cooler, who was pacing himself against Meys and Yamcha in Kaioken 10, glanced at Vegeta.

"They're going to exterminate the last of the Saiyans, because you were too scared to get up and fight!" Roshi said, "Are you going to let that fool Kakarot stay ahead of you?"

"I am the Prince of the Saiyans!" Vegeta shouted.

"The Super Saiyan is yours!"

Cooler punted Meys before Vegeta, and landed on top of him.

"A Prince of a corpse kingdom!" Cooler said, punching Vegeta into the ice.

It seemed like the whole continent began to shake.

The spacedock detached from the ice, forcing everyone on it to either fly or be flung. Lemo barely managed to run into Cooler's ship for cover.

"Kakarot took your destiny from you! He killed Freeza when it should have been you! And now Cooler is going to kill your brother, and end the Saiyans once and for all!" the voice said. Whether it was Roshi, Gine, or King Vegeta, the Prince couldn't tell at this point.

Lightning began to strike, and even the stars of the arctic sky seemed to be blotted out.

When Vegeta saw his unconscious brother falling into the void of the ocean below, Vegeta let out a scream, and everything, for a brief moment, turned gold.

Vegeta flew down, grabbing the unconscious Tarble, and then swerved to intercept Meys.

"So this is the Super Saiyan," Cooler said.

"Vegeta!" Yamcha flew to him, "You did it!"

Vegeta handed the two Saiyans to him, "Find the pods and escape."

"You're going to be right behind us," Yamcha said; it wasn't a question. Yamcha flew up to the parts of the dock that hadn't fallen off the ice block. Vegeta floated up to be eye to eye with Cooler.

"So this is the power that Freeza feared so much. This is what I've been working to stay ahead of," Cooler said, clenching his fists, "To think Freeza was right about you monkeys! I was content to simply become more and more powerful, but for him to be right!"

Cooler spat, "It disgusts me. What disgusts me more is that your people were too stupid and arrogant to find it until they were already effectively extinct! But I'll make sure this is nothing more than a flash in the pan!"

Cooler fired a series of rapid Ki blasts at Vegeta, which Vegeta knocked aside again and again, before coming in for a blow against Cooler. He caught the punch, and used it to throw himself over Vegeta, and continued firing at the Super Saiyan. They had no effect as Vegeta aimed a blast of his own. It struck Cooler full on in the front, blasting off a chunk of the glacier as the tyrant impacted with it.

A wave of purple energy was fired back at Vegeta as Cooler flew back, trying to cook Vegeta under the constant barrage. He was forced to end it when he realized he was unable to keep up with Vegeta's speed. Vegeta closed the distance as Cooler pulled back on the Ki attacks, and landed a kick on Cooler's head.

Vegeta felt something crack under his foot. Cooler was sent into the ocean below; Vegeta could sense he wasn't dead yet, but the moment of disengagement gave him the clarity to look around him.

Above and along the horizon, in the night sky, there were thousands of exploding orbs. The distraction was underway. Millions of bombs were detonating throughout the solar system, large and constant enough to distract and disrupt the fleets in the system. Vegeta watched as three pods were taking off into the sky. He gasped when he saw the defense cannons firing at them.

"Tarble!" Vegeta yelled, flying off in their direction, and leaving Cooler to the icy depths. Within moments, Vegeta had them destroyed, making it safe for the pods to take off into space. Only then did Vegeta's mind go back to Cooler. Try as he might, he could not sense the tyrant; he was either dead, too low power to sense, or too far away.

"Damn you, Cooler! IF YOU'RE STILL ALIVE, YOU'D BETTER FIND THE DARKEST DEPTHS OF SPACE TO HIDE IN, COOLER! THE NEXT TIME, I'LL TEAR YOU IN HALF!" Vegeta yelled to the ocean.

Vegeta flew back to the base, and quickly found where the pods were kept. Not even bothering to open it, Vegeta ripped it out of its container, and flew after the other three. Once he caught up, he kept pace, opened his pod, and activated it. The pod automatically realized it was flying, detected the other pods, and engaged its engines to keep pace. Vegeta climbed inside, and relaxed, his Super Saiyan aura dissipating. The door closed, and Vegeta found the channel Yamcha was on.

"Gotta say, Vegeta, that was intense! I almost can't believe you did it!" Yamcha said, "We're not out of the woods yet, but I don't think the Cold Force is going to mess with us after that!"

"I don't know if I finished him. I couldn't even do that…" Vegeta said.

"Vegeta, if you beat yourself up about this, I'm gonna go Super Saiyan and kick your ass," Yamcha said, "That was amazing. That guy took both of us at Kaioken times ten and still took out Meys. Whoever he was-Cooler, wasn't it?-he's way tougher than Freeza was."

"Vegeta," Tarble said, "You became the Super Saiyan!"

Vegeta smiled, "Of course I did. I'm the greatest warrior of our people. Nobody messes with my family."

"I'm glad you came for me, Vegeta. Maybe we can find a way to bring our people back, too," Tarble said.

"Maybe. We're almost out of the system. I'll set a course for Earth. And Yamcha? I'm sorry we left Lemo. He...Sacrificed a lot for my sake," Vegeta said.

"Lemo's tougher than he looks. We'll come back for him. He'll survive," Yamcha said.

XXX

Cold Planet 255
April 5, A763

Lemo was unsure if he was happy that Lord Cooler had survived. With Wata on the verge of death, command of the planet had fallen to Cooler's second in command, Salze. Salze was disinterested in operating the prison, and had shoved those responsibilities off to Lemo.

"How the hell did I manage to get the job?" Lemo grumbled to himself. He hated to admit it, but he actually enjoyed being in command; he got to run things his way. Lemo was in constant danger, however, since his power level was so low. Only Salze's paranoia and twitchiness prevented any of the powerful guards from making their move on Lemo's position.

"Lemo!" Dore called for him.

"Gah! Oh! Yes, sir?"

"Lord Cooler is awake. He wants to speak with you immediately."

"Oh, um, yes sir, right away," Lemo said. He grabbed a datapad and followed Dore to the medical bay.

Cooler's head had been cracked open; his head-gem had been leaking blood when they'd pulled him out of the ocean. Lemo got a brief glance of the spiderweb fracture before a medic placed a patch over it. Cooler recoiled at the pain; the medic flinched, muttering pleas for Cooler not to kill him. The tyrant didn't notice the medic at all.

"Turn down the lights, it hurts," Cooler instructed, and the lights in the med bay dimmed, "So, Commander Lemo. It seems fortune has smiled on you again."

"No, sire. First Lord Freeza, and now yourself, I'm a bit of a bad luck charm," Lemo said.

"Hmph. Fair enough. Still, I'm told you've been keeping this prison running, is that correct?"

"Until Captain Wata recovers, yes."

"Hmm. I think Captain Wata has something to prove after his failure to contain the Saiyans, or prevent their friend from intruding. I'll be assigning him elsewhere, if he survives his injuries. I'm afraid you're stuck with this posting for a while, Commander."

Lemo swallowed a huge lump in his throat, "Yes, sire."

"Is there any clue how the intruder got in, or who he was?" Cooler asked.

"Yes, sire. I believe he is a companion to the warriors that assisted the Saiyans on Earth. An affiliate of the New Saiyan Empire, as well, by the name of Yamcha," Lemo said.

"Earth! There's that damn planet again! First that pod that escaped Planet Vegeta, then on Namek, now here! What is on that planet?" Cooler hissed. He winced, and held his head.

"We believe Earth is a lot more advanced than expected. It's possible that they have some kind of stealth ship technology they used to bypass our scanners. Expensive, but only enough for one infiltrator. That's why they had to hijack our pods to leave; they didn't have a ship capable of taking all of them. I'm afraid that's all conjecture, but considering that they managed to land two vessels on Namek without being detected, it's the best theory we have," Lemo said.

"Theories. Show me the salvage, and I'll believe it," Cooler said.

"Of course, sire. We'll search for them. We did, however, find their infiltration point, and found evidence that something had landed there before takeoff," Lemo said. This was a bold-face lie, of course; Lemo himself had modified a drone to drill into the prison and leave those marks to create the evidence, and then he had it self-destruct underwater.

"Hmm. They were thorough. This Earth sounds like it's going to be a tougher world to handle than we previously though. I'll tell father what you've told me, and we'll begin a plan to take the world and deal with those Saiyans once and for all. What about the prison?"

Lemo looked at his datapad, and took a deep breath.

"We lost a lot of prisoners from the system failures, sire, and I don't think we can reasonably call this facility impenetrable anymore," Lemo said.

"Understatement of the day, right behind that this hurts," Cooler rubbed his head again.

"Of course, sire. What I mean is that with the system failures, a further attempt to escape is likely to succeed, and once the Saiyans and the Earthling reunite with the New Saiyan Empire, they're going to have the schematics. There will be future attempts, sire, and some of them are likely to succeed. Even if they don't try, we're going to lose prisoners, either from escapes of opportunity, or from system failure. I've ordered some of the frozen cell blocks reactivated so we can move prisoners in high-risk areas," Lemo explained.

"So the Ice Box is leaking now," Cooler sighed, "Fine. Seal off or destroy the parts of the prison that can't be recovered, and move prisoners, as you suggested."

"We'll do our best," Lemo said, "But as I said, I can't guarantee the Ice Box will function as it used to. I'm afraid to report there have already been other escapes. Some artifacts have been stolen, as well. We don't believe they've made it offworld, but it's only a matter of time."

Cooler nodded, "I don't like it, but I understand. I'll assign you a bodyguard to keep you safe. Continue your work, Warden Lemo. Do me proud, and once we've dealt with Earth, there may be a governorship in store for you after all your hard work."

Lemo faked a grin, "That's most generous, Lord Cooler! Thank you, I'll try not to fail you!"

"Now begone. I need to rest, and contact father," Cooler said, dismissing him with a wave. Lemo bowed, and left the room.

He let out a sigh of relief. With those reasonable expectations laid forth before Cooler and accepted, Lemo began to run through the most important prisoners in the facility he could stage an escape for. The New Saiyan Empire was going to get some recruits.