In the outer spiral of the galaxy, a ship hovered in orbit. A skeleton crew of two manned the ship, a galaxy-class warship with firepower enough to obliterate whole planets.
The captain of the ship stood in front of a huge screen, arms folded, watching as the engineer brought the planet into focus, zooming in until they could practically see a dewdrop on a petal.
The captain sighed softly, an unusually musical sound.
Have they arrived?
Yes. Here they are. The three we've been tracking, the Saiyans of Earth and the...the...
the captain. Two have arrived. But I sense a fusion...
Then we're too late.
The captain turned. Not necessarily. The Earth Saiyans are powerful, and it's our mission to empower them further. When they receive this power...well...we can only hope it will be enough for the transformation to be complete.
Will they abuse it?
The captain smiled. No, they will not abuse the power. Take us down. Intervention is needed immediately.
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Give me back my brother! she screamed for the second time.
Neimi stood with fists clenched, her knuckles white with the effort. Anger is the second emotion... What was the first? She squeezed her eyes shut, the pounding in her temples doubling until it felt like her head would explode. She put her hands to both sides of her head and pressed.
Yule laughed, wagging his finger at her. In a sing-song voice he taunted, You can't have him! And, with each twitch of his digit, the wind picked up until it was howling around the group, whipping the Saiyans' hair wildly. Videl clung to Gohan. Yule giggled, waved his hand and storm clouds roiled. He casually dropped his hand and lightning forked down to the Earth, incinerating a whole forest.
Goku growled. Vejita scowled. They both squared off expecting an onslaught, watching the two possessed Saiyans carefully.
What do you think, Bern? Yule said. How should we destroy this mud ball?
Bern crossed his arms and grinned. Before we do that, Yule, don't you think we should find the Kais' home planet? Isn't this one the only one who can get us there? Bern nodded his head toward Goku, who growled again and dipped tighter into his stance.
What do you want with the Kais? he said quietly, his black eyes shifting from Yule to Bern.
What do we waaaant... hmmm... Yule crossed one arm over his chest, propped his other elbow on it and stroked his pale chin, looking skyward. Like a light just went on in his head his face brightened and he snapped his fingers. Instantly thunder crashed and lightning snaked down to the temple, blasting away part of the dome. All but the Saiyans shrieked.
I know! We want to destroy them! and he laughed hysterically.
Vejita said.
The deep voice of the prince startled Neimi out of her painful trance. She hissed but didn't say anything.
Why why why. Why is the sky blue... why do we exist... why do we want to kill the Kais... Yule sighed. We want to kill the Kais, prince, because we hate them. For centuries... no... eons ... we've been trapped on a cold piece of rock going nowhere. Exiled. US! THE CREATORS! Banished for creating! Yule shrieked, a howl of gale force that created a vortex of such huge proportions that even Goku and Vejita nearly grabbed onto each other for support.
The first emotion is hate... no...
Neimi's instincts finally kicked into gear. Her power exploded adding to the already powerful force of wind that was rocking the lookout. Goku looked at her in surprise, burst into Super Saiyan level two and was instantly followed by Vejita and their three sons, their golden auras like a blazing fire.
Neimi gasped at their transformations, and turned sharply to look at Yule. His face registered shock and fear, and for a brief second, Neimi saw her brother in there.
she screamed over the howling wind. FIGHT IT!
The first emotion is... love?
He had thrown his arms up to cover his eyes, and Bern was grinding his teeth. Suddenly, in the midst of the chaos, piercing through the vortex, a ship of unimaginable proportions appeared, hovering so as to blot out nearly all of the sky and casting a shadow so large that it seemed like half the Earth was plunged into midnight all at once.
The Son brothers and Trunks powered down, but Goku and Vejita remained on super standby. Mesmerized by this turn of events, they watched as a platform slowly lowered and two beings emerged.
Neimi gasped. It's you! she cried.
Goten grinned and nudged his brother. he whispered. Both of them.
Neimi finally managed.
Captain, the third one isn't here yet.
Yes, then there's time. And, see, the young one is unable to tolerate the intense light. She turned her attention to Yule. You've made a mistake, haven't you? Your host is flawed. The captain chuckled softly.
It was then that Vejita stood up from his stance, crossed his arms and laughed. I thought as much.
What are you talking about? Goku asked, standing beside him. Neither of them powered down.
My brother is albino, you fool! Neimi shouted. He can't tolerate intense light! She turned again to the visitors. We got there first, she said, and her soft words were almost lost in the gale that continued to rage around them.
And you're a fool! the captain said, dropping her arms and clenching her fists.
And you, Neimi said, are a kai. She looked at her brother, who was still shielding his eyes.
The ultimate kai, Vejita said, laughing, above the supreme kai. Am I right?
How high do they go? Goku muttered, but his attention was turned to Bern whose hand was in the air. He watched in fascination as a little whirlwind rotated over his palm and a pair of sunglasses appeared.
Oh, great, he groaned as Bern handed them to Yule, who put them on them and grinned.
You've saved us a lot of trouble, kai, he said sweetly.
I'm sending you back to where you belong, she said.
You don't have the power.
No. But they do! she screamed. Receive the power!
Her body went rigid and she threw her head back. The unearthly howl that emanated from her throat blotted out the sound of Yule's gale. Lightning crackled and snaked out, blue tendrils hitting the Earth's Saiyans full in the chest.
Staggering back, as one they cried out and doubled over. The sound of tearing cloth was lost in the roar of power that whirled crazily around them. And out from the holes in the cloth popped their tails. Six Saiyans, six tails — because, at precisely that instant, Pan had arrived and was hovering in the air over their heads.
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