The ship left soon after Vegeta told Sprite he joined her.

He told the rest what happened last days. Tyllen was exited. Maybe he could join some real fight some day! He wasn't planning to stay behind, he wanted real action. He had pure Saiyan blood, and there for the urge to fight.

And two days later they received the coordinates.

Vegeta left the planet Sylliana again, after all those years. It even felt a little weird, but it was good to be out again.

Tyllen was of course exited. He had never been in space before.

The palace of the organization wasn't on a planet, but floating in space, like a giant space ship. And it was really huge, Several miles at least in length, also in height. It was like a giant space station. It was made with blue and white metal, of an unknown kind. Vegeta landed on one of the many platforms. There was an energy shield around the station, so there was oxygen to breathe.

The ceremony was for the planet Sylliana itself, to welcome them in the organization.

Gorian welcomed Vegeta when the ship landed. Vegeta glared at the clothes he was wearing. A special kind of armor, black, just like the Arabian clothes under it, and a long black cape. "Hi Vegeta. Like the clothes? I see you noticed them already." "Ow…" "This is what all the fighters wear on ceremonies. I'll give you one too, and explain what has to be done. You know, rituals and so on… It's not much and pretty easy. Please follow me."

He brought Vegeta to a room. "This is your room for now. You can sleep here while you stay here. The rooms next to you are for your friends and the kid. In the closet you'll find the ceremonial clothing. Put them on, I'm waiting at the door. Call me whenever you are ready." Vegeta just nodded when Gorian left the room.

He looked at the closet. Yes, the clothes and the armor were there. He dressed himself and looked in a mirror. He didn't look bad in this. It suited well with his hair and eyes.

Vegeta opened the door. "Ready." "Ah, it looks fine. Follow me."

Gorian led Vegeta to another room. It was all empty, and large. "The training rooms, and they have the ability for gravity increase. I'll learn you the rituals here. You may have noticed the suit also includes a sword." Vegeta grabbed it. "Good. Now, the ceremony will take place in the large throne room. We'll enter this room by the soldiers door, as it is called. It's a black door. You'll walk to the shrine, along with the other soldiers, to the shrine, in the middle of that room. Bow there, for five seconds, also along with the rest. Straighten, get your sword, raise it, and call; For protecting the weak. Now that's a part you only will do. All the soldiers will straighten one by one, raise their sword and say something. You'll be the first one. Any questions?" Vegeta was re-thinking everything. It was easy indeed. He didn't like ceremonies, but it was a part of the job, so he would do it. "Right." "Well, that was all. If you want, you can leave right away after the ceremony, but you can stay too. There is a huge competition in three weeks. Maybe you want to join…There will come aliens from everywhere from space. Maybe there's a good challenge among them." Vegeta's face brightened up. "Count me in." "I knew you would. Lust for fight huh? Seems to be a typical for a Saiyan."

Vegeta felt quite good when he returned to the ship. He had put back his normal clothes.

Tyllen was sitting in the door opening, looking at everything that was passing. He had never seen so much strange people. "Hey Vegeta!!! Where have you been?" Vegeta smiled. "Preparing for the ceremony. Call Djingdjing and Mikki, than I'll show you your rooms." "Rooms? Neat!" He ran inside and returned a minute later, accompanied by Mikki and Djingdjing.

Tyllen started to jump on his bed, and Vegeta grabbed his collar. "Leave this stuff here in one piece!" "Aww, cm'on Vegeta, this is fun!" "Come on, we have to train." Tyllen smiled. One thing was better than jumping on a bed; training.

Vegeta and Tyllen entered a large training room. Tyllen gasped. That was much better than the small ship they used to train on! Vegeta increased the gravity to fifteen times. He started firing small Ki-blasts to Tyllen. Tyllen dodged them. It was a good warming up. After an half hour Vegeta started sparring with him. Tyllen smiled while he was dodging Vegeta's attacks. He had the same loving for fighting as Vegeta.

The next day, the ceremony took place, Vegeta did what he had to do. He didn't join the celebration after that, but retired in his room. Tyllen, Djingdjing, and Mikki joined the celebration, and gasped at al the aliens, the new kinds they saw.

Vegeta trained for the competition. He didn't like celebrations.

When he finally got back to his room to sleep, the celebration was over and Tyllen, Djingdjing and Mikki were sleeping already.

The competition seemed to be popular too. There were many competitors, in several classes for strength and age. Vegeta was in the highest class, Tyllen joined too, in the youth class of course. Mikki and Djingdjing didn't want to join, Djingdjing didn't have enough fighting power, Mikki preferred to watch.

Many people came to watch, and to fight. This competition was very popular, and many people had heard of a new great fighter who had joined the battle. The previous five times another fighter had won in the highest power class, and they hoped for a great battle between those two.

Vegeta's first opponent was another fighter. He looked like a large basilisk. He hissed furiously, but Vegeta was not very impressed.

" Ssso you are the fighter??" The basilisk grinned. "I don't think you'll last longer than ten minutes!"

Five minutes later the basilisk got carried away to the sickbay, unconscious. Vegeta walked out the arena, not even a scratch on him. "And I wasn't even ready with my warming up." The crowd cheered. This fighter was a good one indeed!

Tyllen had to fight an hour after Vegeta. His opponent was a white skinned boy with long orange hair in a tail. He was a year older than Tyllen was.

Soon it was clear Tyllen was stronger than his opponent, but also much slower. Tyllen was first happy to fight, finally after all those trainings, but now he got frustrated. Finally he cried "Stop jumping away!" His opponent only kicked him in his face again.

Vegeta saw that and shook his head. Tyllen reacted in the same way as he himself had done when he was young; frustrated when he met a stronger opponent. Vegeta knew he had to warn Tyllen for this; he didn't want to let him make the same mistakes as he did; he had learned from them, but the price had been high.

After the fight Tyllen was brought to the sick bay. The wounds weren't very severe; a broken rib, some wounds, and a broken arm. Could have been worse.

After an hour he woke up. Vegeta was still waiting next to him. When Tyllen became aware that he had lost and that he was in the sickbay he started cursing. Vegeta shut him up by covering Tyllen mouth with his hand. "Geez, you aren't dead." "But I lost!" Tyllen mumbles behind Vegeta's hand. "So?" "You'd be angry too if you lost!" Vegeta sighed. "Never mind. Just keep calm, PLEASE! You are making me nervous like this!" Tyllen squeezed his lips. "I have heard other people talking. They said you would never make it against the final guy. He has never lost a battle!" "So did Furiza, until he met a super Saiyan."

The remark of Tyllen kept bothering Vegeta that day. If that guy would be capable of beating him, he had to have a huge power level. But he hadn't noticed a power level that high. Unless that fighter could control his Ki also…

The next day the second round began. The opponent of Vegeta had seen Vegeta's first fight already, and that had impressed him very much. Apparently he had decided to get wounded as least as possible because he didn't even really try to beat Vegeta.

Vegeta yawned. If all fighters of the highest class were like this, this tournament would be a pushover. While he walked to the corridors he bumped into a small man. He looked strange, a little like a cat. He had a white coat, and a long tail on his head. "Hey, watch where you are walking!" He hissed. "Watch it yourself" Vegeta replied. The man looked at him for a few seconds and started laughing with an annoying high voice. "Poor weakling!" He resumed walking. Vegeta stared at him. That man did barely have a power level himself. So why did he call him a weakling?

In two days the last round would start. In the meantime, Vegeta had no more fights, so he used his time to train. He was determined to win. He didn't care what people were saying about him and his opponent.

A huge crowd was standing on the sidelines in the finale. The announcer was screaming the names, race and all kind of info about the fighters who would fight now.

Tyllen was on the first line, and he had a good sight. Vegeta stepped in the arena. Loud screams and yells came from the crowd. The other fighter was announced. "Here comes our little pet cat, but with sharp nails! No fighter could stand it! Here he is…again! Kad!" and stepped in the arena. Vegeta was stunned for a fraction of a second. It was the same man he bumped into in the corridor. Was THAT the big fighter? He shouldn't judge by size. But with would should he? "Well, well, well. There we meet again, Saiyin prince. It's my pleasure and my honor to fight to you. As you can see, I'm not very strong…physical at least. But you'll soon enough discover my real strengts. The true strength. Ready to fight?" Vegeta nodded. "Show me."

Vegeta started powering up to SSj2. Kad just waited, with his arms folded. Vegeta stretched his arm to start with an Ki-attack. Kad seemed to be overconfident. He would launch an large attack to change his mind.

"Final flash!"

Kad looked at the beam approaching. He placed his fingers on his temple, stretched his other arm and opened his hand. The beam disappeared into his hand. He had absorbed it!

Vegeta clenched his fist. "Very smart" He hissed. "But it's not the first time I'm dealing with this kind of fighter. The previous ones with these tricks have died." "But I'm not like these previous ones." Vegeta grinned. "Does that matter for the outcome?" Kad grinned in return. "Only one way to find out."

Vegeta ran forward to hit him. Kad disappeared. Vegeta concentrated. Where the hell was he? The next moment he got hit in his neck. It was not a powerfull blow, but very well targeted. He must have hit a special nerve or something like that, because it hurt like hell.

Kad was gone again. Vegeta concetrated. He couldn't let it happen again.

Kad appeared in front of him and stroke again. He broke Vegeta's nose before disappearing. Vegeta cursed loudly. He concentrated again.

Kad re appeared behind him. Before he could hit, Vegeta grabbed his arm, and threw him against the wall of the arena. Kad didn't really seem to be hurt. He jumped back on his feet. "I must say you surprised me, you are the first one who could actually grab me before I hit." The crowd cheered. "But that isn't enough." He disappeared again. Vegeta snorted, and concentrated again. "He appeared behind Vegeta again. Vegeta tried to grab him again, but Kad disappeared again, and re-appeared before him. He kneed Vegeta. Vegeta gasped, his eyes bulbed out, and collapsed. Kad appeared behind him again, and hit him two times again, in his neck, at the exact same spot as before. Vegeta grabbed his neck now, gasping in pain. Somehow it was getting ten times worse, every time it was hit. How did he do that? He felt like he wasn't able to move anymore; his limbs had become heavy, so was his breath. Kad kicked him again, even before vegeta could sense him. And again. He dropped on the floor.

"I think I leave you like this, vegeta. I've beaten you. Be proud of yourself. It took me five hits on the right spot to make you fall. Mostly the job is done in two hits already. You have lasted longer than any other warrior. Vegeta couldn't even reply, only moan.

Kad laughed loudly and left the arena.

Vegeta woke up, much later, in his own ship. Tyllen was sitting next to him.

"Now we're equal. I lost, you lost. And your opponent did it quickly." Vegeta grabbed his neck and moaned. "I just wonder how he did that." "In fact, I asked that. He just kept hitting you on the same nerve, until you were paralyzed. And he has some techniques to make him very fast." Vegeta sighed deep. He felt humilated. He almost had forgotten how that felt. But he wouldn't show it. He espacially didn't want Tyllen to see it.

He recovered quite fast, in two days he got out his bed, but his neck kept hurting for a few more days.

He left the space station as quickly as he could with the ship.