How far can someone's determination and spirit remain strong? When facing those with higher levels of strength and power than anyone could ever hope to attain, and yet...somehoe face it as a step for self learning, so that even if you lose, the rematch against such enemy will turn out differently, after the effort and the sweat poured into tempering oneself.

However...who is to say is that easy? What if that rematch never comes?

The world is cruel and indifferent to your efforts, leaving with only the bitter taste of despair as no mater how many times you try to change it...it will be shattered like glass. Being overwhelmed by the immense difference in power until you're nothing but a pebble, trying to go against the stream.

There was a certain man who knew that feeling well, better then most. A former bandit who had turned a new leaf after meeting the right crowd. How many times can you face someone stronger than yourself? How many times can you train, thinking to hope that the next time would be different? Only to be met with the same result over again?

It's not a problem that is faced by just one person, he didn't face it alone. His friends were in the same boat sometimes too. His old friends Tenshinhan and Krillin still tried their best anyway. You can say he admired them; they were the strongest humans on the planet. So was he. But he was still the third strongest. Even among the friends who were his fellow humans who managed to get to the superhuman level, he lagged. Always training, but always losing, at least when it counted; small victories were not what he wanted to put on the table.

He also had fought against many strong enemies in his life. Goku, who had packed a heck of a wallop even as a child. Jackie Chun who at some point would be know to be Master Roshi. Bandages the Mummy one of fortune teller baba warriors, Tenshinhan the crane school student and former enemy. A disguised Kami on the body of a human. A damn green plant monster that was the Saibaman. The one who took him by surprise Dr. Gero. Yet even after all of his training and coaching from his masters, all those fights were nothing but losses, highlighting how fragile he really was.

So typically weak. Weak enough to be killed in battle first. Weak enough to depend on others every time. It was like some sick joke.

At least his second death had been painless by Majin buu….being turn to chocolate and all. But the meaning of death starts to slowly lose its meaning after you experience it more than once and actually see what is on the other side, having the dragon balls was always like insurance.

Yet that time had been different than the last. Somehow the experience and the short period of training in the other world with some of the veterans, even though they were there for so long and he had stopped training too hard, the guy was still able to beat them. Something managed to awaken his fighting spirit once again, remembering the days he would train and fight a strong opponent for fun and test to himself. It was like something pushed him to keep going, even after all this time, even after knowing the sidelines suited him better thanks to these new powerful enemies.

But, shortly after Kid Buu's defeat, everyone had been wished back to life by Porunga, the wish-granting dragon of planet Namek, Yamcha made an important decision after a long thinking process. Finding the resolve to go on with his plan, the latter managed to reunite the dragon balls Thanks to the father of Bulma lending him the Radar spare that she had in storage, what a nice fellow; Managing to make himself a wish to the Earth's wishing dragon Shen-Long without telling anyone.

Doing it so secretly at night, when the natural darkening of the sky caused by Shen-Long's presence would not be an issue for any curious eyes interrogating him about it. He had no idea if Dende, Earth's God, or Korin saw his wish from their domains in the sky, but they never brought it up so why worry?So as long as they didn't, neither would he.

Whenever someone mentioned the Dragon Balls from then on out, he would just play it cool, something he was well-practiced in at that point, it's not like Yamcha doesn't trust his friends,but...being asked why he got the wishing balls and what he wished for would be a bit embarrassing really, he wanted to keep this to himself and that's was pretty much it. The years would go by pretty fast after that though.

Goku and Vegeta were still training relentlessly, trying to find more power for their Saiyan need to challenge themselves more and more. Krillin had stopped being a martial artist for some good time now and after having a family the guy became a cop.

Tenshinhan decided to make his martial art school and perhaps teaching more humans the usage of ki, although despite being the guy who was always training It felt like the tree eye fighter had gotten less powerful from what he remembered from when he tried his strongest move on Cell and almost died.

Now however he had grown a calmer demeanor, slimmed-down his bulky figure, and focused more towards the training of his students, but let's be honest...Looks are deceiving.


But that was just His opinion. He had stopped training hard long ago. Namely because of how strong the Saiyans were with their boosts and transformations...and he can't ask Bulma to use her Gravity Chamber after the Cell Games since it was always being used by Vegeta. And let's be honest, asking your EX for anything important…especially if it's taking away training time from her husband is...awkward.

Yet! Yamcha still had the foundation of his martial arts intact, it was time to train as much as possible and catch up to his peak from the start...then again playing baseball was still a necessity, everyone needs money to live right? However, peace can't last forever. New threats had come to Earth since Kid Buu's defeat. And that eventually happens in the form of a purple looking cat who was the so-called God of Destruction, who easily handled Earth's strongest warriors like a bunch of little kids.

The former bandit was so surprised at what had unfolffed, he was unable to move from the spot and try to help...to think he had slapped his back so nonchalantly, thank Kami he never seen to remember about that and come for him later, maybe he forgot about it. Geez...if everything had to be summed up succinctly to all this, essentially amounted to…

*Stronger foes would appear, and only the Saiyans could take them on...most of the time*

The fighter had come to terms with that logic. No, really. He was not going to cry his eyes out for not having the same benefits or curse to the winds asking why he wasn't as strong as Goku or Vegeta...But to see enemies so strong that even the letters had a hard time beating? That would make anyone demotivated to even try fighting anymore...was fighting and training even fun at this point? When did it use to be?

Yamcha heard that Vegeta and Goku managed to get training from Whis who supposedly was the God of Destruction's teacher, welL...now that was yet another path to power Saiyans would have, how do they always manage that? What was the point in his wish now? Geez! No point whining about that, giving up now would be way too pathetic. Oh well! Having your own Gravity chamber with self-repairing features was still pretty cool though.

Ah yes, that was Yamcha's first wish; he thought it would make him stronger, to be useful, but deep down he knew that no matter how many pebbles you throw at the ocean...they still sink. The biggest surprise so far was to hear Frieza, who Goku fought on Namek while he and the others were training at King Kai's planet, was brought back to life, and for one moment the scar-faced martial artist decided to man up and go with the others to help out with the fight while Puar would stay back home, sure the feline complained but Yamcha knew best then to let his longtime companion in such Deadly territory.


Frieza's soldiers were all over the place like a swarm of annoying flys; they had an advantage in numbers on their side but they were weak, not strong like one would think from aliens. Only the quantity would put you on edge, but everyone did their best and kept the enemy at bay. Yamcha emjoyed the battle, feeling the good ol days coming back to him from every soldier he took down with a kick, the training was paying off, giving him the confidence to even challenge Piccolo if he wanted, after all, he did train hard every day harshly after all these years.

Most of the foot soldiers were defeated and now it was time for the strong guys to come at the fray, apparently, a soldier named Shisami was currently the strongest of the Frieza force and everyone but Piccolo and Gohan were reluctant on fighting him, the scar-faced fighter decided to watch the fight and see how it would go...but.

The next fight broke everyone in an astonishing Gasp! Gohan the Saiyan who use to be the strongest when Buu was still evi,l who even now after he stopped training was still fairly strong with his super Saiyan form was just DEFEATED by one of Frieza Soldiers.

How? Well, the red-skinned and horned alien who was holding Gohan in a bearhug was just about to be defeated by the latter, but then received a surprise attack from his own comrade. So in the end, Gohan was defeated with only a ki blast through underhanded tactics. How is that possible? Piccolo tried to fight as well but was easily defeated by the elite soldier who did the deed like it was nothing. With that display, just like that Yamcha felt his fear trying to crawl its way back to his throat, like a curse that refused to completely leave, it felt so suffocating.

The voice in the back of his head saying...He was too weak.

Too weak to help any of them at anything. And Frieza? Right now he would be as effective as a straw pile thrown in the conqueror direction. To think he once had called himself a fighter. But a true fighter that only runs and hides when a stronger opponent arrives is nothing more than a coward...right? But right now Yamcha felt something within his stomach, like something was building up after so long...

'What kind...of a Martial artist...KEEPS RUNNING AWAY!?' The former though with a hardened glare.

After Gohan came back from near-death thanks to Piccolo efforts to restart his heart and a senzu bean, It was learned that the enemy name was Tagoma and who seemed to be Frieza punching bag for the last couple of months for training thanks to healing pods, in which he took pride of saying so since it made him strong with such sadistic method. With sadistic glee, he was going to fight everyone but something else happened, needless to say, they were surprised at what Yamcha said when he stepped up first in front of them.

"I will take care of Him, you guys keep an eye on Frieza and the rest of the soldiers in case he tries anything" He said with his back turned against them.

"Huh!? What Are you saying? Look what he just did to Gohan, he was the strongest of us, I know it sucks but we don't stand a chance" Krilin said, thinking they were there just to buy time and for moral support, until Goku arrived.

"Your going to get yourself killed if you go out there, don't be stupid" Tenshinhan said serious.

Clenching his fist in anger Yamcha decided he had just about enough "Will you all just SHUT THE HELL UP?! We are not here fodder to be kept in the sidelines, don't you think I know the difference in power that guy has? But we gotta make all that is possible until Goku arrives! There is no point in standing here just gawking at how strong the enemy is, this is our home! We must protect it with our lives!"

The Earth defenders who Yamcha spent so much time with had a different reaction to that sudden outburst, Master Roshi was quiet it but he could see the feelings coming out of his voice, such as the apparent anger but also frustration and eagerness, Gohan and Krillin were surprised that the scar-face man would just snap like that, he was usually so chill, while Tenshinhan was incredulous and gasping in more surprise than the others.

"Listen...I am not one to judge anyone's lifestyle but...Gohan, you were so strong that no one could take you out, even surpassing your dad, but this peace took away your drive to improve, stopping your training for the second time! All that power that could put down the likes of Majin Buu decreased so much. Now look at this...dropping your guard and almost dying in the process, geez are you a novice or what? That alien over there said he had a hellish training? So what! Did he fight a Bio android made out of the strongest warriors Dna you know or a Majin? No!" He said all those words with all honesty.

He said all those words with honesty, the fighter turns his back now facing at him and not looking at the others. The tone of his voice was not poisonous, but it felt more like a senior giving his junior some scolding for acting like there was no need to take things seriously or to be on guard every possible second until the defeat of his foe.

"I want to protect this planet with my life, that's why I went back to training. All our years of experience and training to surpass each other in the past... I have no right to say this but the truth is, slacking off is the biggest mistake for a fighter" The Former bandit said taking his time while everyone was educated enough to hear it out of interest or surprise.

It's not like he was angry at his friends for only training when a huge threat arrives, but he felt like saying a few truths at that moment, the feeling of being the only one training harder than ever felt a little visible now, maybe Piccolo was still at it but he had no way to tell. The peace they loved so much was possible thanks to Goku and Vegeta so why Bother with Training so hard every day to be at one's peak? That's what he thinks they thought...that's why he also had stopped, but not anymore.

Turning his back at his comrades he only says "Don't lose faith in your own heart as a fighter"

After flying away from the rest of the Z-fighters, the only thing he hears before going face to face with Tagoma is Gohan and the bald monk screaming something but that went to deaf ears. The purple skin like alien looks at Yamcha with a serious look but ends up grinning almost as homicidal as Frieza.

"Isn't this nice? Looks like your companions trust you to win this?'' Tagoma said making light of his opponent.

"Can't really blame them though, I don't really have a very successful record of battles that ended in a win'' The Wolf fang fist user said with a smirk.

Yamcha always thought that his heart would start racing a lot when the big moment came, but his body felt covered by a sense of calmness almost like it wanted to tell him that everything was going to be fine. But that was not enough to make him act cocky, hardening his body and tighten his guard. Tagoma Words who he made sure to tell them echoed for some reason in his mind.

After countless regenerations, I understood...True power is ruthless. True power is terror absolute. I'm not the coward I used to be. I've become a warrior worthy of serving Frieza...and I will prove how worthy I am!

'Worthy of serving the devil? well...you may be right about that part' Yamcha thought to remember that while his hands were behind his back 'Let me show you, Im strong enough to serve my world'


A\N: Any questions about Yamcha's physical appearance after his training I would like to say that it looks just like the one in the Cell Saga. Everyone at that moment be it human or not had a much more toned and defined body, not hulking creatures as you may thought but it was cool enough to be impressed for the sake of appearances. In super everyone is so skinny -_-