Turles awoke. He was sitting on the floor, but someone had leaned him up against the wall. His vision was still blurry, but he could distinguish basic shapes. He could tell that there was a large group in front of him, with three of their members at the forefront.

His eyesight began to clear. One of the three was a member of that accursed race, the Namekians. One appeared to be a Saiyan that looked shockingly like him. And one was--

"Prince Vegeta!"

"That's KING Vegeta to you, you worthless low-level."

"My apologies, your highness."

Vegeta grunted. Turles looked around. Broli was propped up beside him, still out cold. The large group standing behind King Vegeta and the other two consisted of some very unusual individuals, including a man with three eyes, a small pale-faced midget, and a large, fat, pink...thing.

"If I may be so bold, your highness, may I inquire as to where I am, and who all these individuals are?"

The king sneered. "This is the planet Earth. This motley crew is known as the Earth's Special Forces, a group of which I am occasionally accounted as a member."

Turles blinked. *How the hell has the King of Saiyans ended up DEFENDING some worthless little planet?* It wasn't until he noticed the looks on the others' faces that he realized he had accidentally vocalized this thought.

The king's glance flickered, for the briefest of moments, to a weak-looking, blue-haired female. Turles was quite intelligent for a Saiyan, and immediately made the connection between the female and why the King was on the planet. This time, however, he was wise enough to keep his thoughts on the matter to himself. They probably would have gotten him killed.

"It is a long story," said the Namek, speaking up for the first time in the presence of Turles, "and too long to be related now. But we are quite anxious to hear the story of who you two are, and how you got here."

"We, Namek, are members of the warrior race of Saiyans, the most powerful race to ever roam the cosmos. As I previously stated, I am Turles, and this is Broli. As no doubt you have as well, I was able to deduce that we are from a different timeline than you. Tell me...did Freeza destroy Vegetasei in this timeline as well?"

The king nodded.

"And...how many survivors?"

"Myself, Nappa, Kakarot--" here the king indicated the Saiyan standing next to him--"and Kakarot's brother, Raditz. We were also able to revive Bardock, Kakarot's father."

"I see. In my timeline, Broli and I survived as well. He had been exiled to a far distant corner of the galaxy as an infant for his enormous power level, and I was away on a mission at the time. After several years, we managed to meet."

"Then what?"

"We considered trying to find any other survivors, but we didn't think there were any, so we didn't bother."

Vegeta was on him in a flash. "Did you honestly believe that a fool like Freeza could destroy all of us? You baka."

The Namek had to restrain him. "Vegeta!" He turned to Turles. "Then what?"

"What else? We fought. We traveled from planet to planet, taking on whole populations at the same time. Being Saiyans, no one could stand before us."

"And how did you end up in this timeline?"

"We had just destroyed the population of a planet, when we saw this strange rectangle appear in mid-air. It appeared to be a portal of some sort, and we could see that blue-haired female there on the other side of it. So we went exploring."

"There must have been a malfunction or something in my dimensional hyperbelator," said the woman.

Turles shrugged. "And when we stepped through, we ended up here."

Piccolo gestured to Broli. "And him? What was so special about his power level?"

Turles chuckled. "You have no idea. He is the Legendary Super Saiyan! You may have caught him offguard, but when he regains consciousness, he will break these puny restraints and none of you will stand a chance! Nothing in the universe can stand against a Super Saiyan!"

He paused. Every last one of them, even the Namek, was smiling. And it didn't look like a good smile.

Vegeta turned to the rest. "What do you say? Those of us capable, let us show our guest. But let's stop at level one, shall we?"

The blue-haired female, the other Saiyan, a young man with purple hair, a small boy--also with purple hair--and a small boy with black hair all nodded.

Then, they went Super Saiyan. All of them. As Turles's jaw dropped, Vegeta said, "Oh, I'm pretty sure that one of us could take care of him."

At a gesture from him, the Super Saiyans all powered back down. The Namek spoke up again.

"Something about your story doesn't ring true. If this Broli is so powerful, why do you appear to be in charge of this little partnership of yours?"

"He's insane."

"Insane?"

"Yes. And it's all Kakarot's fault, here."

Kakarot looked surprised. "Me? What did I have to do with it?"

"From what I've been able to piece together, you and he were born on the same day and placed in cribs next to one another. You cried so loudly and piercingly, for so long, that it damaged his young little mind."

Kakarot simply stared for a moment. Then he said, with a goofy grin on his face, "Oops. Oh well."

Vegeta sighed heavily, and turned to Turles. "Now the question is...what to do with you two? I have a feeling that I already know the answer, and I don't like what I'm suspecting."

As Bulma began to speak, Vegeta closed his eyes and silently mouthed along to her words.

"Well, it was kinda my fault they got here in the first place, and we just can't let them roam around. And we did just finish that new addition. So I guess they can stay here."

Vegeta sighed again.