(I am very sorry about the delay in updating. School is not cool. It makes me not want to write. Anyway, I expect to have the last chapter up soon. I hope.)

Kly stood in amazement, staring at Xeron, the empire's unquestioned leader. Xeron continued to smile, the light gleaming off his armor as his black and red cape flapped in the slight breeze.

"What are you doing here? Why have you come to this planet?"

"There are a number of reasons. Originally, it was to conquer it and take what I needed. However, when I learned that you were here, I decided to investigate the matter myself."

"What's so important about me?" Kly said with a smirk. "I left the empire a year ago."

"True. However, I could never forget such a powerful young fighter. You, Kly Drogan, were one of the most gifted soldiers we've ever had. I can't imagine why you would leave all of a sudden." The smile faded from Kly's face, as the one on Xeron's only grew. "Oh, yes, now I remember. There was a slight incident with a planet called Glekia. Do you recall that place, Kly?" Kly didn't answer. He glared at Xeron, his dark green eyes very intense. "Well, of course you do. If I remembered, surely you would. It was your family."

"Shut up!" Kly finally broke his silence. "That's none of your business."

"Hmmmm....I see. Well, Kly, I suggest you stand aside. Unless, of course, you wish to challenge me."

"I'm not letting you leave this planet alive!" Kly charged with a ferocious punch. Pumping lots of energy into the attack, he felt like he could defeat Xeron with this one blow. His thoughts quickly changed as Xeron clutched Kly's fist, stopping him completely.

"Tch, tch, tch. Kly, you disappoint me." Xeron flung Kly easily over his shoulder. Just before smashing into a building, Kly regained his composure and charged at Xeron again. He attempted a brutal kick at the body, but Xeron jumped into the air, and Kly missed the attack all together. Just as he sensed Xeron's movement, he was nailed in the cheek by a hard punch. Kly soared over the ground, colliding with a parked car, ripping it in half. Coming back up to his feet, Kly rubbed his sore jaw.

"This guy's stronger than I thought." Kly mumbled. "I knew he was the strongest fighter in the empire, but I had no idea he was that good."

"Hahaha!! Come now, Kly! Certainly you can do better than that!"

Kly focused his strength. "AHHHHHHHH...." He began yelling at the top of his lungs, gathering up as much energy as possible. Dust and rubble was thrown aside as Kly raised his power level dramatically. "AHHHHH!!!" With a loud roar, Kly shot across the road. Xeron couldn't stop this punch, a devastating uppercut, which hurled Xeron into the air. Kly followed close behind, delivering a quick combo of kicks and punches. Xeron was reeling, as Kly smashed an elbow into his face and launched a energy blast to follow.

Catching his breath, Kly kept his guard up while watching where Xeron had landed. Suddenly, Xeron leapt back up like a flash of light. Both hovered above the city, staring each other down. "That's much better." Xeron complimented him as he dusted off his clothes. "You're fighting at full strength, now, aren't you?"

"Full strength?" Kly asked in a slightly angered tone. "You want to see my full strength?" Kly tightened his fists and brought them to his side. He bean yelling again, as his energy field sent rippling winds out in all directions. "Alright, then! You asked for it!" Kly's power surged, as his growing strength caused Xeron's cape and hair to flow backwards. Without warning, Kly's power erupted, and several of the buildings around him cracked at once. Moving at an undetectable speed, Kly drove his knee into Xeron's stomach. As the empirial leader was trying to make sense out of what had happened, Kly unleashed a furious assault of fists. There seemed to be hundreds of hands, flying all at once, pummeling Xeron in the face, chest, and stomach. Backflipping, Kly caught Xeron on the chin with a kick. As Xeron was launched upward, Kly flew around behind. His opponet's body rushed at him, as Kly readied a another kick. He struck out with a roundhouse, but just as Xeron was flying off again, Kly reached out and grabbed his ankle. He spun around and around, whirling Xeron around like a toy. Finally, he let go, sending Xeron rocketing high up into the air. Kly stretched his arms out, powered up an attack, then threw them forward, firing a powerful blast. The ball of power ripped through the air at remarkable speed. Xeron had just looked up, when the attack caught his chest. The explosion parted the clouds with an immense energy field. The sky lit up with a bright flash, as the explosion's edge neared a few building tops.

Kly smiled at his accomplishment. "Can't say I didn't warn him." He turned his attention to the city below. "There. It's over. You're safe, now."

"Very impressive." Kly spun around in a panic. Xeron hovered there before him, nearly untouched, save a few tears in his cape and scratches on his armor. "Yes, not bad at all. You peeked at around.......twenty...no, twenty-two million." Kly gasped at both Xeron's endurance and his accuracy. "I must say, you're probably the strongest fighter I've ever faced." Kly was speechless. "Hmm...oh, I suppose it's my turn now, isn't it?" Before Kly could answer, a fist rammed itself into his face. Xeron caught Kly by his hair before he flew off and jerked him into his knee. Kly gasped for air, as Xeron calmly drove his elbow into his shoulder, sending him hurtling to the ground. The pavement seemed to explode, sending chunks flying.

"Pity. I thought I'd finally get to have a real challenge." Xeron pointed down with two fingers. A crimson energy began to gather on their tips, and Xeron fired a barrage of blasts. The ground shatered as the blasts tore it apart. Xeron raised his fingers overhead, then flung down another blast, this one making a huge hole. Before the smoke had even begun to clear, Xeron swooped down into. A smashing sound followed, and Kly's body flew out. Xeron immediately caught up to him. Kly wanted desperately to attack, but the fury of Xeron's punches and kicks prevented him from trying anything. Xeron grabbed Kly by the hair and dragged his face across the street as he flew, ripping up the pavement as he went. Grinning viciously, Xeron turned around and hurled Kly into the side of a building. He and the townspeople watched on as the building crumbled.

"Kly!!!" Someone screamed. "Kly, get up!!" There was silence for a moment, until Kly burst out from the rubble, flinging it all around.

"Well, that didn't take long. You're tougher than I thought."

"Shut up." Kly rubbed his throbbing head, his face scratched and bruised.

"Now, now, Kly. No need to be rude. You're still holding back on me. You can go a little bit higher, right? A few more million, at least. I'm getting bored."

"I said SHUT UP!!!" The remaining rubble spiraled around his body as he powered up. Kly grit his teeth, and sent the debris rocketing into the air. The ground began to shake and crack. "Everyone leave right now!" Kly commanded of the people. Still dumbstruck, the people began running for their lives.

"Where's everybody going?" Xeron asked sarcastically. He smiled a sick smile and held up his hand, charging an energy attack. "The party is just getting started."

"No. You monster." Kly looked at Xeron with contempt. He was still charging up to full power, and at the moment couldn't stop him. "Don't!" Xeron released the blast. Kly watched in horror as screams filled the air and bodies began to litter the sidewalk. "NOOO!!!" With tears in his eyes, he watched as the remaining survivors kept running.

"Hahahaha!! Now there's a show!" Xeron laughed meniacally.

"You bastard! You'll pay!" Kly's energy flowed about him, as his power reached its max. "YOU'LL PAY FOR EVERY ONE!!!!!!" He charged full force with a kick, impacting directly with Xeron's stomach. Following with an uppercut, Kly sent Xeron hurtling upwards. Zooming straight up, the two met fists. They both jumped back, and watched the other's movements. Both shot forward, throwing punches and kicks wildly. Kly felt his anger well up inside, and lashed out at Xeron with all of his energy. His blows began forcing Xeron back, making loud eruptions with every hit. Xeron, however, was blocking, covering up with his arms. Kly thrust another fist forward, but Xeron dodged. That seemed to turn the tide of the battle, because Xeron capitalized. Kly was sent reeling back with brutal punches. Xeron flew at Kly, delivering a swarm of kicks. Despite the frustration that built up in his body, Kly continued to be beaten off.

"You can't win, Kly! You're not you're father!" Xeron rose slightly, then stomped Kly in the face, sending him crashing into another building. Dust rose up, followed by an onslaught of Kly's blasts. He flew quickly back up toward Xeron, who hovered there, waiting for him. Kly attacked relentlessly with an array of punches and kicks. Xeron, however, blocked him easily. Kly tried with all his might, but Xeron proved to be too much for him. "Give up, boy!" Xeron drove his elbow into Kly's stomach. Gasping for air, Kly was drilled into the side of a building. The surface dented in the shpae of his body, and Kly hung there.

"....No....I can't....let you win..." Kly mumbled to himself.

"I'm disappointed, Kly. I came here hoping for a challenge. Hoping for true vengeance."

"Vengeance?" Kly said puzzled.

Xeron stared at him with cold eyes. "Yes. Your father." Xeron looked away. "There was a fighting academy, far from here, long ago. It was there that I developed my skills as a warrior. The master there taught his most secret and powerful technique to his prized students. The Kamehameha Wave."

"What? But, that's my....my father taught me that."

"Yes. I trained alongside your father. However, he was always one step ahead of me. Always at a level I couldn't attain. He learned the master's technique, instead of me. He was the most powerful. I was second best."

"Did you....did you learn...?"

"No. The master refused to teach me his technique. Soon after, he kicked me out of the academy, saying I was obsessed only with power. That I could never learn what it means to be a true warrior." He turned back to Kly. "So I left. I crept away into the darkness. I trained for years, until I knew I could beat him. I developed my own technique, one to rival the Kamehameha. Then, I gathered warriors like me. Strong soldiers, who would seek power just as I did."

"The empire? You formed the empire, just to increase your power?"

"That's right. I then tracked down your father, but learned that I was too late. He died." Xeron's eyes shone with anger and he grit his teeth. "He died! I didn't even get the chance to beat him!" The look faded, and a smile crossed Xeron's face. "But then, one day, you showed up. The son of my archrival walked right into my hands. At first, I thought it would be my chance to finally avenge my pride. But, I watched, as your power grew. You became stronger and stronger. I...I even began to fear you. When I thought you were becoming powerful enough to rival me....I arranged for your...retirement."

"What?"

"Did you think it coincedence that you destroyed Glekia on that day?"

"No." Kly's eyes widened in terror. "No. You did this."

"But now, I see there was nothing to fear. To think, you could be a challenge for me? Hahahaha!!! I have no equal. Certainly not the likes of you. And now, If you'll excuse me, I have a planet to conquer." Xeron began to fly off.

Thoughts were racing in Kly's head. There was no time for anger. He knew what he had to do. "Wait!!" He pulled himself free from the wall. Xeron looked over his shoulder. "What are you going to do to them?"

"If they don't comply, I'll kill them."

"No. You can't."

"You are in no position to stop me."

Now that the world isn't ending...

"Take me."

"What?" Xeron turned to face Kly. "What do you mean?"

"Please, leave them be. I care too much about them. If you must destroy someone, destroy me." Xeron seemed surprised by Kly's compassion.

"Why would you care about them? There weaklings."

"That doesn't matter. They....they care about me. They love me. I have to repay them."

...it's love that I'm sending to you....

Xeron laughed aloud. "You're a fool. You'd give your own life to save them?"

"Take me. You've wanted revenge for all these years. Now I offer it to you. Think about it, Xeron. The son of your enemy, offering his life. Laying down and letting you unleash all your fury on him."

Xeron stood, thinking. Then, without warning, he shot at Kly, driving his knee into Kly's stomach. "I'm going to make a mockery of you." He whispered.

"Just leave them alone." With that, Xeron began pummeling Kly with ruthless punches. The two flew off, towards the crowds of people. There Xeron swiftly kicked Kly in the face. As Kly's limp body began to fall, Xeron caught him by the back of his leather jacket.

"Look now, you insolent fools. Look at your hero, now. Beaten. Battered. He's too weak to be a hero. He isn't strong, like me." Xeron began to laugh. "This is no hero. This is a murderer." The people stood silent, gasping at the revealation. "That's right. You're beloved Kly. Do you know why he left my empire? Because he killed his family. By his hands, his own mother and sister died. Is this the kind of hero you want?" Silence fell over the crowd. "He is a murderer. A criminal."

It isn't the love of a hero....

Kly looked down at the people, all with the same, painful look on their faces. He gazed down at them, and mouthed, "I'm sorry."

...and that's why I fear it won't do...

"Now watch, as he faces a criminal's end!" Xeron tossed Kly up, brought his fingers together, and unleashed a monsterous energy attack. A ball of crimson light enshrouded Kly, as he screamed at the top of his lungs. The attack burnt at his flesh, as his shirt and jacket became tattered and dropped from his body. His headband withered away, and disintegrated. Kly could do nothing but scream. Xeron dropped the energy field, then rose above Kly quickly. He delivered a punch to Kly's cheek. All thought left Kly's eyes, as he hurtled into a pile of rubble left from one of the buildings. The dust settled and there was an eerie silence. The crowds looked, but there was no movement in the debris.

"Kly." A voice whispered. "Wake up, son." Kly couldn't move. He lie motionless, listening to the dream voice in his head. "Kly. You have to get up."

"Fa...fa...father?" Kly thought inside his head. He couldn't open his eyes. He knew that this was just a dream on the verge of death.

"Son, please, get up." Suddenly, the image of his father appeared before him. His eyes were still shut, but he could plainly see the tall, strong build of his father. "It's me, son. Please, get up."

"Father....I...I can't."

"You must. You have to defeat him."

"But...I can't. He's too strong."

"You can't give up, son. Here, give me your hand." He extended his hand out to Kly. Still not moving, Kly could see an image of himself, grabbing his father's hand and rising. Not moving, Kly continued to watch the images.

"I'm not good enough, dad. I can't do this."

"I believe in you, Kly. You're my son."

"But...mom. And sis. If only you knew what I did."

"I know, son. I know."

"I'm ashamed."

"No. You can't blame yourself. Xeron set you up. It's his fault. You have to defeat him. For your family. For me."

"But.....what if I can't? What if I'm not good enough?" The image of Kly looked away from his ghostly father. "I'll just be letting you down again."

"No. You could never let me down. No matter what happens, I'll always be proud of you. Always."

"He's so strong."

"Just do your best. That's all I can ask of you." The phantom Kly turned around, with tears in his eyes, and embraced his father.

"I love you, dad."

"I love you, son." He took Kly by the shoulders and pushed him up, looking into his eyes. It wasn't the Kly image, anymore. Kly could feel the hands of his father, and was looking right into his eyes. "You can do this. The Drogan blood flows in your veins. I believe in you."

"Thank you, dad." Kly could feel his own voice as he finally spoke. The image of his father moved farther and farther away. "Don't worry about you mom and sister. They're with me, now. Go. Go and show him what it means to be a Drogan." As the image began to blur, Kly could see two other shapes, one on either side of his father. They all called out together, "We're proud of you, Kly."

Xeron turned to the people as he slowly landed on the ground. "Now, to business. I'm here because..." Xeron stopped. He had sensed something. "No. It can't be." He spun around, to see a faint light coming from the rubble. "NO! How can he still be alive!?" Xeron ran over to the spot, as the light shone brighter and brighter. "He...he's getting stronger. But...but how!?" A gold explosion sent the fallen building upward. Kly stood before Xeron, power surging through his body. His brown hair had changed to gold, and the red streaks were now white. His dark green eyes had changed to blue. Xeron backed away, terrified. He had just learned two very important things about Kly. 1.) Kly was a Saiyan. 2.) Kly was now a Super Saiyan.

...and they say that....