Chapter 4:  Close Call

            "Tell me more about this…Capsule Corp."

            "Well, it's the largest company in the world.  They can put things like cars, houses, and other things into tiny capsules.  Hey, that reminds me, who are you anyway?"

            Back on the island off the coast of South America, the alien was next to his ship just standing there, interrogating Richard telepathically.

            "My name is Turlet.  I am alone.  I am what you would call a threatened species.  I am the last of my kind."

            "And, you're here to take over the planet?"

            "What?  No.  I admire you humans.  You have achieved a greatness that would rival my own people.  I only desire to see the Saiyans die."

            "You're an unorthodox character."

            "Unorthodox?"

            "It means unusual, out of the ordinary.  The villains in our past have usually wanted to destroy or take over earth."

            "Tell me of them."

            "Well, after I graduated from teachers school, I learned about a strange alien named King Piccolo that tried to take over earth.  He was a green, almost mollusk looking person."

            "A Namekian.  Who else tried to take over the planet?"

            "Well, just about seven years ago, a guy by the name of Cell came by and threatened to destroy the world.  Mr. Satan stopped him."

            "We did not have anyone to save us.  It will be so gratifying to kill them with these powers, powers that an ancestor of their own helped me acquire."

            Turlet suddenly sensed five power levels near the island he had just came from.  Standing up, he closed his eyes and extended his mind to a location several hours from where he had just been.

            "I can sense them.  Five.  Two of them are Saiyans.  The other three are like the first one I killed.  They must be hybrids of the Saiyan and human race.  Wait!  The third one is familiar.  It is the one I killed!  How?  Even a Saiyan could not have survived that!  It makes no difference.  All of them will die one way or another."

            "Uhhhh?" Richard questioned, "You said you would get me off this island if I listened to your story."

            "What?  Oh yes.  Very well."

            With a small gesture of his hand, Turlet teleported the man off the deserted land mass. 

            "Oh darn.  I should have let him tell me where he wanted to go.  I read his mind, so I only had a rough estimate.  I hope the place he calls Channelview is fine.  It is time I go to kill the Saiyans for their crimes against all living things.  I don't care if their offspring are young.  All of them will die."

            Back at Capsule Corp, the two young Saiyans were playing in the back yard as their fathers tried to come up with a plan.

            "Kakarot," Vegeta began, "The Tuffles were a weak race, but there may be one thing we Saiyans did not count on."

            "What's that Vegeta?" Goku asked.

            "They knew something.  As a matter off fact, your father suspected it as well.  It was a study that even Frieza had tried to realize.  The technique of telekinesis was one of the only things we found after the Great Battle.  I saw it when my father took me for the history teaching about our past.  A chronicle that documented the use of our blood to give a Tuffle psychokinetic powers that would be far beyond that of the power of Frieza, as we interpreted it."

            "So how did my father know?"

            "He was an good fighter…for such a low-class, but he was also a brilliant scientist.  He came upon the chronicle several years before Frieza destroyed our planet.  If he was accurate, then we may face a power that would rival that of Cell."

            "Is that all?  We can take care of him then.  We're a lot stronger than we were then, Vegeta."

            "Listen you dull-witted baka!  Imagine Cell's power concentrated into one focal point and multiply that by fifty."

            "Gosh.  That is powerful.  Why are you so serious about this Vegeta?  We've overcome powers like this in the past."

            "Kakarot, we've surpassed many beings.  We've even starting to recover from being wiped out entirely.  This Tuffle wants us dead, and he has survived extinction.  How?  I don't know, but I will not give him that opportunity."

            "So what do you suggest we do?"

            "We fight him of course," Vegeta said with a smirk, "but with caution.  I don't want you dead, Kakarot.  I will be the one who will have that honor."

            Goku smiled.  "All right, Vegeta.  You're on.  But I need to ask you something."

            "What?"

            "Do you guys have something to eat?  During all this, I forgot I was hungry."

            "What is it with you and food?!  Go inside!  I'm sure the woman can show you the refrigerator!" 

            "All right," Goku said putting his hands in a stop position, "I'm sure I'll find it." 

            After Goku stepped inside, Vegeta looked to the back yard.  He could see Gohan, Goten, and Trunks playing a game of keep away.  Gohan had become an involuntary member of the game with his letter.  Vegeta focused mainly on his son.

            "Trunks," Vegeta thought, "My son.  I promise you will not come to harm.  I won't let the same thing that happened to me and my father happen to us.  I may not show it, but I care for you, Trunks.  No matter what, I will not be taken away from you, and like wise, you will not be taken away from me."

            "Touching."

            Vegeta looked around as he began to scan for any energy signatures. 

            "I don't know how you Saiyans, especially you Vegeta, can show some form of compassion.  You did not show us any compassion as you wiped us out.  But, at least you have given me the perfect target."

            At that instant, Vegeta knew who was speaking in his mind.  He was a bit confused about this "perfect target" the Tuffle referred to until he look back to his son.  Time slowed down as Vegeta saw particles of matter form into a humanoid person.  Also forming, although, was something in its hand.  Vegeta only needed to see the edge of the object before he leaped from his current position towards his endangered son.  He felt too slow even moving at super speed.  He could see Trunks barely noticing the person behind him.  It hit Vegeta just then that he was like the androids in not being able to be sensed.  None of it mattered, although.  The Tuffle had already raised his weapon and was about to strike.  Vegeta was not going to make it.  Even at the speed he was going, it seemed as if an unknown force was slowing him down.  Then Trunks disappeared.  Vegeta and the Tuffle stopped as time returned to normal.  The Tuffle swung his sword only to hit nothing.  After both Vegeta and the Tuffle looked up, they saw Trunks unscratched with Goten holding him by the shirt.  Gohan barely noticed all of this as he and Vegeta finally took a glance at the foe.

            "Is this the one who wants us dead?" Vegeta thought, "He looks like an average human, except for those eyes.  Then was Kakarot's father interpretation of the Tuffle Chronicle true.  He must have surpassed Cell many times over."

            "The one you call Cell is but a memory.  As is the one you had called Buu before you were made to forget him.  What you say about Bardock is true."

            Finally, Vegeta spoke up.

            "Who the Hell are you?  I know you are a Tuffle!"

            "I am called Turlet, the last of the Tuffle race that your own had wiped out.  I subjected myself to an experimental treatment to increase my synaptic energy to a level far beyond what you have seen."

            "How?!" Vegeta shouted, "You're race died long before I was born!  I know both of our races shared the same life expectancy.  You should be dead."

            "It is true that the treatment took a long period of time to bring my power over you, but thanks to cryogenic freezing, that problem was rectified."       

            At that point, Goku had just stepped out with a turkey leg in his hand.

            "Hey guys what happen-…Ahhhggg.  Is this the guy who's trying to kill us?"

            "You must be the one called Goku.  Your sons must be Gohan and Goten.  You two and Trunks are half-human.  You have surpassed your fathers as I sensed the events going on in the cryogenic chamber.  Gohan, you did it in the battle with Cell.  And you two, Trunks and Goten, have done it through fusion.  I make you a proposition.  Kill your fathers, and I will spare you.  They are the last pure-blooded Saiyans and are the ones I want dead."

            "Are you crazy?" Gohan shouted.

            "You think I'm going to kill my dad.  Well your wrong!" Goten joined his bother.

            "You've got to be out of your mind," Trunks supported both of them.

            "The all of you will die…but not here."

            All of them were still cautious, taking fighting stands. 

            "Why do you want to kill us?" Goku asked, "I know our ancestors killed your race, and I'm sorry about that, but that does mean were the same way."

            "It does not matter.  A Saiyan is a Saiyan.  Your friend, Vegeta, is a perfect example.  However, it is not necessary to do battle here.  The humans are a race I admire.  There is no need to have them harmed.  I cannot teleport anyone with a high energy level, so you will have to find me."

            "What are you going to do if we don't battle you?" Gohan asked.

            "Then I will have no choice in the matter.  I will begin to harm to the planet's inhabitance until you agree to fight me.  I will be at the place where I almost killed Goten.  I expect all of you there in one hour."

            Suddenly, he disappeared.