The ship didn't so much glide through the atmosphere as lumber. As with all
things Sayan finesse wasn't in the designer's vocabulary. On the bridge
Gohan completed the final landing procedures and sat back in his chair
bracing himself for the violent re-entry. Vegeta watched the youngest Sayan
thoughtfully he could still remember when he had first seen him as an
infant clenched in Kakarotts fist still screaming for his dead mother as
the three super Sayans had fought they're way out of King Vegetas fortress.
What had been the woman's name again oh yeah "Leek" a fourth class warrior
but a skilled engineer. He also remembered when Kakarott had proudly
announced his infant son's name to Vegeta and Brollie. It had instantly
become clear that Kakarott had just surfed through the language database
till he found a name he liked the sound of. Now Gohan was anything but a
helpless infant he had destroyed hundreds of opponents by the time he was
ten and had become a super Sayan at the age of eleven while fighting
Freeza's Generals. That General was now totally destroyed now of course.
"Vegeta were almost ready to land." Vegeta jerked his head up. Gohan was speaking to him.
"Yeah sure kid no problem how long do we have before we hit this dirtball."
"Two minutes."
"Perfect. Tell your father and Brollie to meet me at the main airlock and lets see what these weaklings have to offer us."
Videl stood next to Chi-Chi and Yamcha staring upwards. They stood with the rest of the Z fighters in a huge circle created by military personnel the press various scientists one or two civilians and on the other side of the circle Dr Geros Androids. There were four of them they stood around a huge metal container she didn't like to think about what was in it.
"So where are they?" Yamcha asked his voice full of irritation. "Bulma I thought you said they were on final approach."
"They are. Just be patient." Bulma was sitting at a portable workstation monitoring the giant ships incoming flight."
Then they felt it Videl nearly fell over at the mere feeling of it. Four enormous power levels had just flashed into existence overhead. As she gazed upwards the clouds parted and the Sayan ship could be seen. It was an ugly metallic grey with huge gashes from what looked like energy blasts scored across the hull. It came in slowly and settled on the ground quiet gently but its bulk still made the ground shake.
Videl managed to recover herself enough that she could look around many people had fallen over others had moved further away the only people who hadn't were the Z- fighters the Androids and Dende and his guardian Piccolo. They were all standing in the shadow of the ship and staring at it as if they didn't quiet believe it.
She looked around at the other Z- fighters all of them had an expression of fear on they're faces all of them could feel those same four energy levels emanating from the inside of the ship. Videl snorted if they were scared they shouldn't be Z she reasoned. She dropped down from the low cliff she had stationed herself on and flew the short distance to the ships landing ramp as she flew she heard a buzzing from below her Bulma was following on some sort of flying motorbike. A movement to her left made her realise that the female android had been dispatched as well. All three came to a halt in front of the boarding ramp, which was already cycling open it finished just as the three women reached it.
Four figures strolled down the boarding ramp Videl gasped her senses were screaming at her each one of these individuals looked as if they could take on entire planets without breaking a sweat.
The leader or at least the one walking In the front of the small group was also the shortest. His hair stood on end in gravity defying flame shaped spikes. His eyes were almost black and had a certain periceing quality. His face was locked in a permanent scowl and Videl also got the feeling that this man was possessed of a certain "Sod- you" turn of mind.
The second man was taller and thinner than the first his hair was sticking out all over the place. His eyes were a pale blue and his face though still the face of a battle hardened warrior wasn't as hard or fearsome as the first mans was.
The third man was also the youngest and Videl found it hard to contain her shock.
"He looks about my age but if I'm reading his power level right then he's just as powerful as the others." She turned her attention to the fourth and largest man he was the most unusual of the four his turquoise hair hung about his shoulders loosely and his build was impressive to say the least he also had a bland expression and for some reason Videl couldn't help use the words battering ram to describe him.
Bulma stepped forward. "Which one of you is Prince Vegeta." The shortest man gave an unpleasant half laugh and stepped forward.
"You're talking to him. Who are you and what is this deal that you told us about." Bulma stared into the dark eyes of the sayan without flinching.
"My name is Bulma Briefs and I am authorised to offer you the right to live on this planet and to receive all the benefits that are entailed by this. What we ask in return is."
"You want us to defend your planet from Freeza and my father correct?
"Um. Yes."
"Good." Vegeta grinned nastily. "We accept we will keep this pitiful planet of weaklings intact in exchange for a base of operations."
"Hey." This insult had been too much for the blond android her jackets sleeve declared her to be number 18. Bulma looked up in shock. "Who do you guys think you are calling us a bunch of weaklings." Snarled 18.
"He said it because it's perfectly true." Replied Gohan in a calm voice.
"How dare you." Bellowed 18 and launched a fist in Gohans direction. There was a blur and Videl half expected to see the young Sayan flat on his back. Instead she saw 18 kneeling on the ground groaning in pain as the Sayan was not only holding her fist so that she couldn't move it but he was also crushing it.
"That's enough Gohan!" spat Vegeta his eyes had never left Bulma who was nearly visibly shaking at what she had just seen. "Those androids are supposed to be superior in fighting prowess to even the most powerful Sayans!" she spluttered. At this Kakarott smirked.
"Don't you get it you fool we aren't Sayans any more."
"Precisely." Smirked Vegeta. "We are something else we are Super Sayans."
"Vegeta were almost ready to land." Vegeta jerked his head up. Gohan was speaking to him.
"Yeah sure kid no problem how long do we have before we hit this dirtball."
"Two minutes."
"Perfect. Tell your father and Brollie to meet me at the main airlock and lets see what these weaklings have to offer us."
Videl stood next to Chi-Chi and Yamcha staring upwards. They stood with the rest of the Z fighters in a huge circle created by military personnel the press various scientists one or two civilians and on the other side of the circle Dr Geros Androids. There were four of them they stood around a huge metal container she didn't like to think about what was in it.
"So where are they?" Yamcha asked his voice full of irritation. "Bulma I thought you said they were on final approach."
"They are. Just be patient." Bulma was sitting at a portable workstation monitoring the giant ships incoming flight."
Then they felt it Videl nearly fell over at the mere feeling of it. Four enormous power levels had just flashed into existence overhead. As she gazed upwards the clouds parted and the Sayan ship could be seen. It was an ugly metallic grey with huge gashes from what looked like energy blasts scored across the hull. It came in slowly and settled on the ground quiet gently but its bulk still made the ground shake.
Videl managed to recover herself enough that she could look around many people had fallen over others had moved further away the only people who hadn't were the Z- fighters the Androids and Dende and his guardian Piccolo. They were all standing in the shadow of the ship and staring at it as if they didn't quiet believe it.
She looked around at the other Z- fighters all of them had an expression of fear on they're faces all of them could feel those same four energy levels emanating from the inside of the ship. Videl snorted if they were scared they shouldn't be Z she reasoned. She dropped down from the low cliff she had stationed herself on and flew the short distance to the ships landing ramp as she flew she heard a buzzing from below her Bulma was following on some sort of flying motorbike. A movement to her left made her realise that the female android had been dispatched as well. All three came to a halt in front of the boarding ramp, which was already cycling open it finished just as the three women reached it.
Four figures strolled down the boarding ramp Videl gasped her senses were screaming at her each one of these individuals looked as if they could take on entire planets without breaking a sweat.
The leader or at least the one walking In the front of the small group was also the shortest. His hair stood on end in gravity defying flame shaped spikes. His eyes were almost black and had a certain periceing quality. His face was locked in a permanent scowl and Videl also got the feeling that this man was possessed of a certain "Sod- you" turn of mind.
The second man was taller and thinner than the first his hair was sticking out all over the place. His eyes were a pale blue and his face though still the face of a battle hardened warrior wasn't as hard or fearsome as the first mans was.
The third man was also the youngest and Videl found it hard to contain her shock.
"He looks about my age but if I'm reading his power level right then he's just as powerful as the others." She turned her attention to the fourth and largest man he was the most unusual of the four his turquoise hair hung about his shoulders loosely and his build was impressive to say the least he also had a bland expression and for some reason Videl couldn't help use the words battering ram to describe him.
Bulma stepped forward. "Which one of you is Prince Vegeta." The shortest man gave an unpleasant half laugh and stepped forward.
"You're talking to him. Who are you and what is this deal that you told us about." Bulma stared into the dark eyes of the sayan without flinching.
"My name is Bulma Briefs and I am authorised to offer you the right to live on this planet and to receive all the benefits that are entailed by this. What we ask in return is."
"You want us to defend your planet from Freeza and my father correct?
"Um. Yes."
"Good." Vegeta grinned nastily. "We accept we will keep this pitiful planet of weaklings intact in exchange for a base of operations."
"Hey." This insult had been too much for the blond android her jackets sleeve declared her to be number 18. Bulma looked up in shock. "Who do you guys think you are calling us a bunch of weaklings." Snarled 18.
"He said it because it's perfectly true." Replied Gohan in a calm voice.
"How dare you." Bellowed 18 and launched a fist in Gohans direction. There was a blur and Videl half expected to see the young Sayan flat on his back. Instead she saw 18 kneeling on the ground groaning in pain as the Sayan was not only holding her fist so that she couldn't move it but he was also crushing it.
"That's enough Gohan!" spat Vegeta his eyes had never left Bulma who was nearly visibly shaking at what she had just seen. "Those androids are supposed to be superior in fighting prowess to even the most powerful Sayans!" she spluttered. At this Kakarott smirked.
"Don't you get it you fool we aren't Sayans any more."
"Precisely." Smirked Vegeta. "We are something else we are Super Sayans."
