November 2, 762.
Chapter One.
His father was dead, and he knew that his friends, although very strong compared to human standards, would be no match for the two that looked on with enthusiasm. Gohan despised what the two stood for, and was willing to give his life to defend that.
The short, apparently weaker, Saiyajin, Vegeta, chuckled, sensing Gohan's fear. This only caused to anger him more, but Piccolo, by putting his hand on Gohan's shoulder, calmed him.
The Namek also knew the battle that lay ahead would be tiring, and possibly lethal. Piccolo had been in training for many months before that time, but was still unsure of his abilities.
Nappa was anxious to start the battle, but Vegeta was lawful compared to Saiyajin standards. He calmed Nappa who wished to disobey Gohan's request for a "cease-fire" for 3 hours.
The Z Warriors had already defeated the green skinned monsters that the Saiyajins had, apparently, grown from seeds. Unfortunately, in that battle they had lost Tien.
The time they had gained from the 3 hour cease-fire was supposed to give them a chance to size up the opposition, and give Goku a chance to return to Earth, but all it gave them was frustration, and fear. Piccolo was the only one the five (Yamcha, Choutzu, Gohan, Krillin, and himself.) Z Warriors that was able to keep calm. Now, the 3 hour period was almost over....
Nappa began to become impatient, as well. The Z Warrior could see him requesting permission from Vegeta to ignore the 3 hour cease-fire agreement because he was beginning to get bored. Apparently, Nappa had a hunger for battle, the same thing that King Kai thought was sure to overcome Goku when he turned SSJ1, not too many years in the future.
Vegeta, although a Prince of Saiyajins, did not give in to Nappa's pleading. He told his much larger, Saiyajin companion to calm himself, and that he may soon,"Have his fun."
Even Krillin began to be frustrated; he felt the impending doom had turned out to be more of a battle of headgames, rather than brawn. Piccolo, although sure to be feeling the same things, decided to use his time more productively, and gather energy, and power, rather than spend the 3 hours in fear, and underconfidence.
Goku raced at a speed, uncomparable to human standards, down Snake Path. He knew he must help his friends, or be faced with no friends at all. His son, his wife, and his future lured him on, down the seemingly endless path, urging him to push every expendable inch of his body to go faster, and faster towards the battle that awaited.
While the anxious Z Warriors stood their ground, waiting for the arrival of their almost certain saviour, they were shocked to find that Vegeta had finally given Nappa permission to begin the battle. Finding their fear amusing, Vegeta laid his back against a tree, and, smiling, watched Nappa lunge against the poor, helpless humans, frozen in fear.
Gohan was Nappa's first target, but just as the Saiyajin was about to strike the half-human, half-Saiyajin, the Namek, Piccolo, hastily gathered his strength, and forced Nappa into the surrounding cliffs. Vegeta was not surprised, however. The Saiyajin Prince had always doubted the power of his so-called equal.
The two Saiyajins, Vegeta, and Nappa, had been commanded, by Frieza, to overcome the supposedly powerless planet, and make it ready for sale. The two Saiyajins never dared to offend the almighty Frieza, and left to do their work.
Now there they stood, the one resting calmly against a tree, and the other, now, pummeling the poor, weak Z Warriors into oblivion, or as is said, the next dimension.
Even though the humans used every possible advantage for their gain, they were still unable to land a blow on the powerful Nappa. Piccolo, and Gohan, the Namek, and half-human, half-Saiyajin, were the only ones who were able to somewhat efficiently combat the overconfident being.
Blow after blow upon his friends caused Gohan to continuously become more, and more enraged, but all he could do was prolong the horrendous beating of his comrades. He was even unable to defend one of his best friends, Krillin, from the Saiyajin.
Sensing his son's urgency, he continued to gather more, and more power so that he could return to his home planet more quickly. He did not want to consume too much of his energy, lest he be unable to effectively combat the Saiyajins.
His son's cries mental outcries for help burned at his chest, but he knew that if his energy was too low, then his answer would be for nothing.
Only a few more miles remained before Goku would reach Earth. The Saiyajin wondered whether he would return to his friends in safety, and security, or be under a fierce assault. Or return to no friends at all....