*Chapter 7*

Piccolo, Gohan, Tien, Yamcha, Krillin and Chaozu stood at the edge of Kami's lookout. The energy was beginning to get closer now. It was so huge, engulfing their bodies in a glow of sheer power, the like of which they had never felt before. The Earth was in severe trouble... no doubt about it.

Suddenly Piccolo flinched and looked to the eastern side of the planet. Within a couple of seconds all of the Z Fighters could feel the energy.

"They're landing! They're here!" he shouted and the team gasped at the task which awaited them.

"NO WAY!" screamed Yamcha, "I've never felt anything like it! This is insane!"

Piccolo nodded to Gohan, who looked upon his new found friend and nodded. It was time to fight. Two years in the Room of Time and Spirit had boosted their powers by extreme levels. Tien and Krillin had also spent two years inside the room, whilst Yamcha and Chaozu spent only one year. And now it was Goku's turn. He was in there right now, with none other than King Kaio himself. Kami had arranged a special meeting between the two since the Earth was in such grave danger. And in half an hour, he was due to come out and face the battle. But the battle was now.

"Let's GO!" roared Tien and the fighters took off towards the landing site, being careful to keep their power levels down as low as possible. After all the training, all the effort... now was the time.

**********************************************************************************

"So...this is Earth..." Jeice pondered as he stepped off the spaceship. It was nice he decided. A cute little world, unblemished by Frieza's rule. That would soon change though. And although Jeice didn't like Frieza, or his tactics...he really had no choice.

"What a dump." Vegeta proclaimed as he got off the ship. The rest of the team followed suit and looked around.

"It's not that bad. And besides, the atmosphere seems right for battle." Bardock replied, putting on his scouter.

"Now, what kind of power levels do we have here...?" he said to himself, as six readings, all flying next to each other appeared on the screen.

"...Huh...?!" Bardock exclaimed in surprise. The rest of the team looked at him.

"What's wrong Bardock...?" asked Jeice, stepping to the front.

"Check your scouter...I'm getting a really weird reading. It couldn't be right...!"

Jeice slipped on his scouter, as did the other fighters. And once they turned on their devices, they were equally as surprised.

"Jesus! Six powers!" Kiros yelled.

"Not only that... their combined power level is over 20,000...!" Guldo shouted in fear. After all, his own fighting power was only around 10,000.

Jeice looked at his team.

"Come on guys, this is a surprise, but it's not as if it matters. We'll still easily slaughter them. If anything it'll make matters a little more...fun."

Bardock smiled at this.

"Yeah, you're right. I was annoyed at having to fight such weaklings anyway. Now I might get a bit of a challenge...!"

And suddenly, the Z Fighters desended upon the battlefield and landed right in front of the invaders. It was showtime.

**********************************************************************************

The team landed and immediately jumped into a defensive pose. Jeice's team simply stood wide open. There was no fear and no worries.

"So, you're the ones who killed Radditz?" asked Bardock with a hint of pure hatred in his voice.

"Yeah, that's right." Piccolo answered in a cold deathly tone. He had trained his own mind to despise the invading force, even before he had met them.

"That was my son you killed you Namekian scum. I'll tear you limb from limb, I promise you."

Piccolo started in confusion.

"...Namekian...?"

"Yeah, you didn't know? You're definately from the planet Namek, that's why you were able to kill my son. Your race are reknowned for their immense power."

Piccolo was surprised but not shocked. He had already guessed beforehand that there must have been something extraordinary about him. And now he knew. At the top of the lookout, Kami was having the very same thoughts.

"It doesn't matter where I'm from anyway. This planet is my home now. You have no right to be here. If you leave now we'll forget this ever happened."

Bardock growled under his voice.

"I don't think you got my reference to destroying you, Namek. I'm going to kill you, and there's no debate."

Suddenly Nappa walked to the front of his group and stood up beside Vegeta.

"Hey Vegeta, can I fight first?" At this Jeice turned to him and glared.

"Hey, dogbreath? I'm your commander, remember?"

At the reference Vegeta burst into laughter and turned away. Nappa returned the dirty look but knew not to react. It would have been so, so futile.

"You can fight first Nappa, if you really want to." Jeice was secretly hoping that Nappa would be slaughtered.

"Hey!" yelled Nappa to the Z team in front of him. "Who's gonna die first?"

Yamcha stood forward and glared at his opponent.

"I'll go first you Saiya-Jin jerk! Bring it on!"

Tien looked at Yamcha and tapped him on the shoulder. His friend was certainly enthusiastic.

"Are you sure Yamcha? After all, you only spent a year in the room."

Yamcha turned around and winked. He knew what he was doing.

"I can sense his energy Tien...I'm around the same level as he is. I don't think he's expecting me to be so tough. I can beat him...I know it."

Tien nodded, and with that Yamcha stood forward, ready and waiting to fight against the Saiya-Jin Elite...Nappa.