Gogeta rolled forward with Chaos's kick, which blunted most of the force. He turned around to be confronted by what could only be described as an evolutionary nightmare. The crystal was now embedded in a large horn protruding almost two feet from Chaos's forehead. The horn ended in a needle sharp point. Her skin had gone a sickening looking shade of dark purple, like a vast bruise and scales covered her entire body. Her hair was long, and lank, lacking any of the life and body of her previous form; it hung from her head like dead string. Extending from the back of her hands, and the tops of her feet were large, raptor like talons that looked razor sharp, and deadly. Her mouth was curled back in a sneer.

"All hope is gone for you." Chaos said with a renewed sneer.

"I will never lose hope! I will never give up!" Gogeta said bravely, but he could feel that her ki had shot up considerably higher than his own power.

Chaos disappeared and suddenly reappeared directly behind Gogeta and lashed out with her claws. At the last possible moment, Gogeta went ethereal allowing the blows to pass through him harmlessly. Gogeta concentrated his power and pulled enough pollutants from the air around him to transmute them into a rough spear and thrust it behind him in an effort to skewer Chaos, but she went ethereal as well, then disappeared and reappeared above Gogeta and fired a ki blast into his face. Gogeta, still in his ethereal form, didn't dodge the attack, but instead of passing through him, it exploded violently inside of him. It took all of Gogeta's will to hold his form together, and bring it back to a solid form.

"You can't hide like that." Chaos smirked. "I know that particular trick. You were almost dissolved."

"Damned her! I feel like Swiss Cheese on the inside!" Gogeta thought to himself. "She teleported when she disappeared earlier, so instant transmission is not likely to fool her. Well, there's always the direct approach."

Gogeta flew in and started hammering away at her with punches and kicks; his attacks were faster than lightening. Chaos's head snapped from side to side with the force of the blows. Her over confidence had not prepared her for the possibility that anyone would attack her in such a way, so many of Gogeta's initial blows caught her flat footed. Gogeta wasn't about to give her the time she needed to recover and kicked her powerfully in the abdomen at an upward angle. Chaos flew upward at an amazing speed, and using instant transmission, Gogeta appeared just above her. With a mighty hammer blow Gogeta sent the powerful warrior crashing into the planet's surface. The impact was so devastating, that the continental plate cracked like glass. The entire planet shook violently.

"There is no way this planet is going to survive this fight." Jessica said as a matter of plain fact, picking herself back up off the ground

"They are fighting to save the universe." Chi-Chi said. "Again."

"Yeah." Bulma said wistfully. "It doesn't look like we are going to survive though."

"Wait! I just came back to life! I don't want to die again!" Hercule exclaimed.

"I don't see how that can be avoided now." Piccolo said, then smiled. "But I did get to see a dream come true, for a while anyway."

"Oh? What was that?" Jessica asked.

"You're too young to know, but most of my adult life has been spent in pursuit of Goku's powers and abilities. He has protected me, the Earth, and the entire universe from harm time and time again. This time, I got to protect him for a while. It felt good." Piccolo smiled.

Chi-Chi smiled, "Thank-you for doing such an excellent job Piccolo, I'm sure Goku appreciates it."

"Well, pardon me for butting in, but I'm not ready to cash it in again quite yet. Buu, you can survive in space, right?" Mr. Satan asked.

"Uh-huh." Buu answered plainly, his eyes riveted on the distant fight.

"Remember what you did for me when Bebe came to Earth? You turned me into chocolate and ate me and protected me from being possessed or whatever it was Bebe was doing to the other people. Can you do that to all of us?" Mr. Satan asked.

"Sure!" Buu's interest shifted to Hercule. "That's a good idea! Mr. Satan is smart!"

"Wait a minute! I'm not so sure I like that idea! I've never gotten over the first time that happened to me!" Bulma said with fear in her voice.

"I still remember being turned into an egg and squashed too!" Chi-Chi said with obvious revulsion on her face.

"But that was the evil Buu! When the coast is clear, the good Buu here will spit you out and you'll be good as new!" Mr. Satan assured wishing immediately he had used a term different than "spit" but he really didn't know a gentile way of saying it.

"What do you think Piccolo?" Bulma asked.

Piccolo pondered for a second. "I don't like it, but it seems to be the only solution, if we hope to survive that is."

Jessica, Bulma, and Chi-Chi exchanged looks. Each one nodded their heads at Piccolo in resignation.

"Okay then, you understand the plan Buu? You turn us into chocolate, umm... store us inside you, then get as far away from this planet as you need to." Piccolo said.

"Buu understand!" Buu smiled.

"Oh and Buu, turn all of us into chocolate before you, well you know. I don't think anyone of us wants to watch the others being... consumed." Jessica made a sour face.

"Buu understand." Buu said. "You ready?"

"Ready as I'll ever get for being turned into junk food and eaten." Bulma said sarcastically.

"Okay, BUU MAKE YOU CHOCOLATE!" Buu yelled, as his antennae whipped forward and pink magical energy engulfed the others entirely.

Five minutes later Buu left the planet's atmosphere headed for the relative safety of open space.

Gogeta felt his friends ki levels disappear and turned in their direction just in time to see Buu flying up and guessed what had happened.

"Good! We can fight all out now." Gogeta turned his attention back to the crater that Chaos created moments before.

"Let's see how she handles one of Kirillin's attacks." Gogeta smirked as he raised both hands into the air. "DESTRUCTO DISK!"

Twin disks of energy formed, one to each hand. These disks were exponentially more powerful than anything Kirillin could accomplish.

The planet started to shake violently and Gogeta knew that Chaos was easily recovering from his surprise attack and would be coming for him, probably madder than a wet hen as well.

He waited until he felt Chaos's ki approach the surface of the planet and let fly with the first disk straight at where she would probably surface. The other one he released and directed it several hundred yards in back of him.

"Gotta time this right!" Gogeta thought.

Suddenly, the ground around the impact crater exploded and Chaos floated up. Her eyes went wide as the first disk approached her. She teleported to avoid it, reappearing in back of Gogeta.

"You've become too predictable Chaos." Gogeta smirked as he ordered the second disk to fly at his own back.

"I'm going to kill you for that!" Chaos yelled aiming a nasty blow at Gogeta's kidneys. But the blow never landed, Gogeta suddenly disappeared and Chaos felt herself being cut in half by the second disk.

"Aaaaaaaarrrrrrgghhhh!" Chaos's screamed as her top and bottom halves fell to the ground.

Gogeta powered up and prepared to disintegrate Chaos's severed body halves, but was haunted by the feeling that he had won way too easily.

"She is powerful, more powerful than I am. But she doesn't seem like a very experienced warrior. Could it be that she has never truly been challenged, or trained? How long has she been living here alone?" Gogeta wondered.

"BIG BANG! 100 TIMES KAMEHAMEHAAAA!" Gogeta screamed as he prepared himself for the destruction of Chaos and the planet as well. Even in her severed state, it would take that much power to ultimately destroy her. Gogeta brought up his ki shield and started generating oxygen.

Just before the attack hit, Gogeta witnessed both halves of Chaos teleport away.

Then the energy wave hit with the power of a nova. The planet hung in space and time for just an instant, then exploded.

Planetary debris and dust bounced harmlessly off of Gogeta's ki shield. When the light of the explosion subsided, Gogeta noticed that a large part of the planet was left unscathed. The citadel where Piccolo and the rest were brought to first meet Chaos, complete with the fountain, was protected by some sort of force field. It hung in space as if nothing had happened. It still orbited its sun, and still appeared to follow the planetary rotation. Gogeta didn't have long to dwell on this mystery though.

"Damned her! Where did she go? How could anyone cut in half just teleport away like that?" Gogeta was frantically stretching out his senses trying to detect her presence.

Gogeta found himself under attack. Her upper half appeared in front of him, while her lower half began pummeling with kicks from behind.

She raked at him with her talons, opening up deep gashes in his chest and back. Gogeta blocked and dodged frantically, but she was too fast. Gogeta went ethereal again, watching for her energy attack. Surprisingly, she didn't use it.

Chaos's lip curled in disdain as her upper body flew over to settle squarely on her lower body. Gogeta could see her organs, muscle, bone, and tissue miraculously and neatly stitch them selves back together as she healed within seconds.

"I'm not that easy to kill." She sneered.

"Neither am I." Gogeta said as he concentrated on his body healing up his own wounds.

"This could be a far more interesting battle than I thought it would be. Oh, by the way, thanks loads for destroying my home." Chaos looked at the ever-expanding remnants of her planet.

"Well, ladies first then." Gogeta said with a smirk.

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"King Roger!" Bardock practically screamed as he interrupted Roger's meeting with the Alsasian Ambassador. The ambassador looked slightly put off, but curious at the cause of the interruption of such a high level meeting by someone who looked so common.

"Bardock, can't this wait? I'm in the middle of something important!" Roger answered.

Remembering himself, Bardock stopped and bowed. "Forgive me your highness, but this is very important."

Roger looked at his half full glass of Alsasian Whiskey that the ambassador brought in appreciation of the successful completion of trade agreements between Alsasia, and the ever- growing trade alliance. It was, by far, the best whiskey that had ever passed over Roger's tongue. Even the best Kentucky Bourbon paled in comparison. Roger told the ambassador that he would get him a case of Jack Daniel's the next time he went to Earth. The Alsasians are a physically weak people that have been at the mercy of their neighbors, marauders, and would be tyrants for hundreds of years. The Alsasians were delighted to have the mutual protection pact that the treaties afforded. In return, the Alsasians were excellent craftsmen, metallurgists, and clothiers. They had a fabric several times stronger than the current fabric used in the production of Saiyan armor. This was indeed a mutually beneficial agreement.

"Very well, will you please excuse me Mr. Ambassador?" Roger asked.

"Of course." The Ambassador nodded mustering all his diplomatic patience.

Roger and Bardock walked across the hall to a small meeting room and closed the doors.

"What is it Bardock?" Roger asked.

"Remember when we were talking about some of the people missing? More specifically my mate?" Bardock asked.

"Yes, of course. Is there some new information in that arena?" Roger looked interested.

"Yes! Or at least I think so." Bardock looked a bit confused.

"What is it then?" Roger asked.

"Over the last couple of hours, the bond between my mate and I has gotten stronger. I have seen images in my head that I think came from her." Bardock said. "It was all jumbled and confused, but then a little while ago, I started feeling her ki."

"Oh? Where?" Roger asked stretching out his senses.

"Earth, she seems to be headed toward Earth, but at a very slow speed." Bardock answered.

Roger extended his senses toward his home planet. "Yes, there is a ki closing on Earth, it's definitely Saiyan, but no one I ever met before. You say that is your mate? You're sure?"

"I'd stake my life in it!" Bardock exclaimed.

"Why do you think she is she headed toward Earth?" Roger asked curiously.

"Raditz was off on a secret mission for Frieza when Vegetasei was destroyed. Kakkarot had just been sent to Earth, an orderly probably informed her of his destination. She didn't know where Raditz was, so she's headed to find Kakkarot." Bardock answered. "It's the only possibility."

"Makes sense. What do you want to do?" Roger asked already knowing the answer.

"I request permission to take a ship to Earth." Bardock said formally.

"Permission granted, but couldn't I just use instant transmission and get you there? Even a fast ship is going to take three days at least" Roger offered.

Bardock shook his head. "This is not a good time for the King to leave the planet. If something were to happen that you were unable to return, the planet would be in civil war before the sun set."

"Okay, a ship then, but I do expect that you will take some company with you. At least take Raditz along." Roger said with concern.

Bardock smiled and knew that Roger offered that suggestion in the best possible spirit. "I can look after myself, but I had planned on asking Raditz, Abigail, and Gohan. I'm sure that Gohan would want to meet his grandmother."

Roger walked over to the wall and punched a button on the intercom. "Space Dock Security, Commander Okram speaking."

"Good afternoon Commander, are you well?" Roger asked.

"Umm... yes. Who is this please? This is a secured line and..." The Commander started to say.

"It's King Roger, Okram. I need you to do me a favor." Roger maintained his politeness.

"Oh Yes Sir!" You could almost hear the Commander snap to attention.

"I need the fastest ship we have in the fleet that can seat at least six people comfortably ready in half an hour, can you do that?" Roger said.

"Of course sire! But the fastest ship we have of that size is the king's private yacht, will that be satisfactory?" The Commander asked.

"I didn't even know Vegeta had a private yacht." Roger thought.

"That will be fine commander." Roger said. "The yacht is to be placed at the complete and unrestricted disposal of Bardock. His destination will be Earth. I am sending him on an important mission. You will follow his orders in this matter as you would had those orders come from me, do you understand?"

"Yes sir!" Commander Okram said.

"King Roger out." Roger turned back to Bardock.

"I got to tell you, I'm not real happy with losing my two best bodyguards." Roger smiled.

"That's right! I will have to find replacements before I go! Permission to leave sire!" Bardock said.

"Go on, go find your mate then." Roger chuckled.

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Light and awareness was slowly, creeping ever and ever brighter. She could faintly hear the beating of her own heart. Taste the stale air around her. Hear the soft buzzing and low thrum of electrical circuits and an engine that struggled to remain in space. Someone was calling to her, someone familiar. It sounds like Bardock! How is that possible? She watched him die on that sad day so many years ago. The same day she lost her son to the damned planet trade and Frieza's abominable demands! It must be a dream. Yes, just nice dreams that people have when they want something so badly. Why, for a second, she thought she saw Vegetasei whole and unharmed, and her people restored as if by magic. It's all just a wonderful dream. She became aware that she was waking up, which meant that her journey was about to end. This long journey that was little more than skipping a stone across a lake and hoping it ended up on the opposite shore. This journey with a dilapidated ship, with a less than stable nuclear core, whose chances of success equaled about nil.

All of that, and every Saiyan agreed to follow her, even if it meant their lives. She couldn't be more proud of her people than on that day, or more accurately, what was left of her people.

True to predictions, the mine owners sent a mercenary squad to retake the planet, and the mining facility.

They had planned for their arrival and the non-warriors broke up into small groups to hide in the mountains. The ex-slaves now used the ki suppressors to mask their own ki, and go undetected by the ships scouters.

The warriors among them, including all the Saiyans, some Kelvinites, Asknightsians, and several other species she did not recognize boldly stood there ground in the clearing that she had created when she blew up the mines. There was just over 200 of them that would fight shoulder to shoulder that day. They did not bother to suppress their ki in order to draw the battle to them and away from the others.

The ship achieved a low orbit, and mercenaries started pouring out of every hatch in the ship. The ship was of Icejin design, but it was old and battered.

As predicted, the mercenary squads homed in on the warrior's ki signatures, and they were soon faced with several thousand warriors from at least a thousand different species. A very large creature, some fifteen foot tall, stepped forward.

"We have been sent here to retake this facility, and return the slaves to work." The large lavender creature said with a sneer. "You are hereby ordered to surrender. Will you comply?"

"Never!" Celritri said in a menacingly low voice. "This planet, these people, proclaim their freedom and independence. Leave or die."

The response to this was a hardy round of laughter from the large spokesman, and his mercenaries.

"No you know we cannot do that. You are a feisty one though, so I will give you one more chance to surrender." The large mercenary said.

"What part of "never" didn't you understand?" Celritri said. Celritri used her memory of her friend's death to fuel her power. Her ki started skyrocketing.

Scouters began to beep through out the crowd of mercenaries.

"What the hell!" The large man said. "No Saiyan is that strong!"

His scouter beeped several times in rapid succession, then exploded. Throughout the crowd of mercenaries, scouters exploded. Some of them, seeing what happened to their comrades, managed to switch their scouters off.

"You shouldn't have come here." Celritri said in the same low and dangerous voice. "You shouldn't have come here at all!"

With a final scream of anguish, Celritri went Super Saiyan once again.

"Fight! Fight for your freedom!" Celritri yelled as she flew through the big mercenary's chest.

Although badly out numbered, years of rigorous toil in the mines had strengthened the slaves a great deal, and now, free from the ki restraints and a few days of decent meals, they were a very powerful force to be reckoned with.

Within thirty minutes, the mercenary's numbers were reduced to a mere handful. Celritri cut down the vast majority of the mercenaries herself. The last fifty or so stood in the middle of a large pile of dismembered and chard bodies.

Celritri raised her hand. "Surrender, or die!"

The remaining mercenaries looked at each other with great fear in their eyes.

"They will not surrender. However, they may die for their failure and cowardice." A voice from above their heads said.

Celritri had never learned to detect ki without a scouter, so the presence of this being so close to them came as a complete surprise. Celritri's head snapped up to try to identify the newcomer, but he was lost in the sun.

"Who are you? Show yourself!" Celritri demanded.

"My, my, my! Awfully demanding for a slave, aren't you?" The voice answered as the figure flew down to land between Celritri and her warriors and the remaining mercenaries.

"So, the legend is true after all. You are really a Super Saiyan?" The newcomer asked.

Celritri was shocked. "Y-You're an Icejin!"

Standing in front of her was a stage four Icejin that looked like he had been badly beaten in a horrendous battle. One eye was missing with a huge scar that ran from his forehead, to just above his jaw line down his cheek on the left side of his face. His body was badly scarred, and his tail was all but missing other than a six-inch stub.

Celritri overcame her initial shock. "A bit sloppy for an Icejin aren't you? I thought you were such fastidious creatures about your appearance." Celritri smirked.

The Icejin just sneered.

One of the Asknightsian warriors ran up and started whispering in Celritri's ear. "He goes simply by the name of "K", he's an outcast Icejin. His clan challenged King Cold's clan for the throne and lost. Few survived, and the ones that did live in exile. They can't even use their Icejin names anymore."

"Why is he so beat up?" Celritri whispered back.

"Rumor has it that Cold did a real number on him, and then put a high price on his head. Not many people manage to escape Cold, and it still sticks in his craw. Cold also issued a decree that anyone helping K in anyway would be killed, after having to watch their planet destroyed. Not many regen tanks out this far, and he dare not go back." The Asknightsian said.

"How do you know all of this?" Celritri asked.

The Asknightsian stood a little prouder; "I am Ceenni, Prince of all the Asknightsians." Ceenni looked around ruefully. "At least, Prince of all the remaining Asknightsians. I was with my father when he went to the Icejin home world for negotiations with Cold. We worked out a deal that we could live independently, keeping our sovereignty, and in return we would provide him with Durinium Ore. This deal lasted for 12 years and the Durinium veins began to run out. We missed our quota once, just once and Cold destroyed our world."

"Thanks for the information." Celritri was keeping her eye on K, trying to figure out just how strong he was. Her guts told her he wouldn't be the pushover the other mercenaries were.

"Mistress, if we can kill him, the mine owners have no one stronger. They will probably write this planet off as lost." Ceenni advised.

Celritri also figured out the reason that the rest of the mercenaries were so easily defeated. K was a being on the run, with a huge price upon his head. He could ill afford to have soldiers that even remotely approached his own power. Mercenaries are typically not very loyal, except to money.

"Ceenni, when the fighting starts, get everyone as far away from here as you can. Understand?" Celritri asked.

"No Mistress! We can't leave you now! You'll need our help! Surely you cannot expect us to..." Ceenni started.

"I expect that you will honor my directives. You all put me in charge, remember? I didn't ask for that, you gave it to me. I now ask you to respect your promise to me now and obey my orders!" Celritri whispered harshly.

Celritri knew she had struck a cord inside Ceenni's moral fiber. If she hadn't learned anything else at all about the Asknightsian race in the past few days, it was that honor, promises, and integrity meant more to them than life itself.

"Yes mistress, it will be as you say." Ceenni responded after a moment's pause.

"Are you going to talk all day, or are you going to get your asses back into those mines?" K said in a bored tone.

"Neither, we are going to fight for out freedom." Celritri said defiantly.

K smiled evilly. "I was hoping you'd say that." He shot a sudden ki blast straight at Celritri's chest.

Celritri slapped it away without effort.

Celritri, like all Saiyans, was trained to fight, but Celritri was never intensively trained as a warrior. She had wanted to raise children, like her own mother had done. But Frieza and the planet trade had taken that away from her. First Raditz was sent away when he was just four years old to train, and Kakkarot! Kakkarot was the worst! She only got to hold him long enough to give him a name when he was whisked off to be sent to some remote mud ball to clear it of life for the planet trade, or die in the attempt. She didn't even think that Bardock got to see his second born son. Her anger against this Icejin grew, and anger of a mother deprived of her babies.

"So, you are a Super Saiyan, aren't you?" K sneered. "Well, I've heard this legend a few times, let's see just how tough you are!"

Ceenni retreated back to the others without further comment as K charged Celritri with the intention to kill her.

At the last second, Celritri phased out, then phased back in above K, dropping an elbow smash to the back of K's neck. The Icejin hit the ground hard then rolled and regained his feet by back flipping off the ground.

K's eyes were big as he rubbed the back of his neck. "T-That hurt!" K stammered, obviously shocked.

Celritri just looks at him. It is the same hard look that will be present on her son's face when he first faces Frieza as a Super Saiyan, almost 20 years in the future.