Dragon Ball Neo:
Dante recovers, the race for Earth is on!

The pods of Dante and Koffi flew silently toward the moon, Dante was still unconscious, his Ki maximum growing stronger as his body slowly healed.

Koffi was crouched in his pod sleeping; regaining his energy would take awhile because he had really used more than he should have in his fight with Dante.

Koffi slowly twitched in his sleep, he was dreaming again; the same accursed dream he had been having since he awoke from his suspended animation.

"Who are you?" Koffi was standing on a small island with palm trees and a small pink house. A small boy, wait; no he is a sayajin he MUST be a sayajin because he had a tail. The sayajin stood in front of Koffi, he had the same color hair but he wore a blue bandanna around his forehead, and he had a yellow gi with matching pants and blue combat boots. "Answer me!" Koffi lunged at the sayajin and swung his fist at him but the sayajin disappeared and reappeared about ten feet away. Koffi felt his anger growing and with an angry yell he shot a Ki blast at his nemesis. The Ki blast seemed to go through the nameless sayajin, and he began to laugh at Koffi. Suddenly he was in front of Koffi and he was pointing a finger at him. "The power is in me, it is in you, and it is in the others. Then he began to yell and his hair stood erect, his pupils turned sea green and with a deafening explosion of noise and golden light the dream ended.

Koffi awoke with a start. His body was covered in sweat, what did the dream mean? What was the power the nameless sayajin had alluded to? Koffi could only hope to find the answers to these questions on the moon.

Then, Koffi felt the unmistakable rumble of his pod touching down on the surface of the moon.

Elsewhere on the natural satellite of earth; Dante's pod crashed into a settlement of Moon men. The door to his pod opened and the unconscious sayajin sat unmoving hooked to his life support system. Slowly some of the more brave or stupid moon people began to trickle out of their capsule houses. (Capsule Corporation had funded and led the project to populate the moon.) They fearfully crowded around the pod. "What is it," one muttered. "I, I don't know," one said fearfully.

One of the braver moon people, a scientist; walked up to the pod and peered inside. "Why, it looks like a child, a human child!" He gingerly scooped Dante out of his pod and examined the naked boy. "What! He's got a tail!" The scientist's look of surprise quickly became one of concern. "He looks injured. Let's get him in a healing tank. And get a surgical laser ready; I wanna remove this tail.

Five minutes later a team of medical specialist had an unconscious Dante lying on a medi-plastic gurney. A surgical laser was activated and with a quick hiss Dante's tail was severed from his body. Then Dante was put into a bulbous tank.

This tank was very similar to the one used by Vegeta to heal Goku on the planet Namek. The tank filled with a bluish liquid and Dante was submerged, he was breathing from a tank of oxygen.

The scientist looked at his colleagues, "given his injuries, I'm going to guess it will take him about five-hours to heal.

Elsewhere on the moon Koffi was putting on the clothes he had stolen and was preparing himself to search for Dante. "Good thing I've still got my scouter," he thought with a smile. He reached up and pressed the button on his scouter a read out of 425 came up and it was coming from the west. He was just about ready to go when he realized he was still very tired, "no, I have to find him," he said but even as he said this he was falling asleep.

Koffi sat down and leaned against a rock, and within a matter of minutes he was asleep. Meanwhile Dante was regaining consciousness in his healing tank, he looked around but couldn't figure out where he was. He could see the people in the room and felt that they meant him no harm.

"They must've helped me," he thought. The thought of such kindness being directed toward him made him smile, and then and there Dante vowed to help those in need for the rest of his life.