The King was starting to doubt Bardock's word. It had been years, and nothing had come yet. Bardock tried to council patience, but the King was upset. Back on Earth, Bardock made an amazing discovery, Kakkarrot was alive! His son was fighting two people, and Bardock almost collapsed when he saw them. They were the same two people from his dream. They would completely destroy him, he didn't stand a chance.

But something happened. Kakkarrot won, then suddenly seemed to blip from existence. Bardock was puzzled, but soon, he would have much more pressing matters on his hands.



Deep in the city, a comet flew down. It struck in the center, and Bardock immediately got it on a visual screen. Everyone in the courtroom watched in skeptical amusement as steam floated from the hatches. Bardock was frozen with fear.

Two sets of eyes appeared amidst the fog. Then the two were standing there just as in his vision, and the destruction had begun. The council immediately argued over what was to be done, but they came to a standstill. Bardock barely listened, worrying over what to do. How could he survive? He had to live through this, somehow.

Just as they had agreed to fight the warriors to the fullest, the door was blasted open. The androids stood there, glancing at them for a second, then sped forward. Toma created an artificial moon ball, and the say-jins transformed into Oozaru. Bardock laughed; the androids hadn't anticipated this at all.

Diving forward, he took a hard hit to the chin from the blond-haired one. He fell, unconscious from a single hit. Mistaking him for dead, Android 18 turned back to the fight.

While Bardock was not among the world of the living, the fight continued. 17 flew straight for Toma, who held out a hand to stop him. He screamed in agony as 17 flew directly through his hand, then through his heart. He slumped to the ground. Android 18 leaped into the air, kicking two Oozaru away, and shattered the moon ball. All the say-jins suddenly shrank back down to their normal size.

The King jumped forward, along with a few other warriors. Android 17 lazily launched a ki flash, and only the king survived the blast. Glancing around wildly, he saw that he was the only one left. He was going to get double teamed.

"Are you just going to smash me together?" the King roared, hoping to stall for a bit of time.

"Not at all." Android 17 smirked. "18, you take him down. Yourself."

18 waited for him to attack. The King flew forward, and a second later the situation just seemed to change. He was hurtling through the air where 18 had been. She was behind him, holding his tail firmly. Writhing in agony, the king could barely move from the pain. Smiling maliciously, 18 put her other hand on his tail and twisted in opposite directions. He screamed even louder.

Letting him go, 18 flew around in front of him, then launched a kick that completely shattered his rib cage. Kicking him in the side, 18 made sure he was dead, then nodded to her brother and they flew off again. Bardock recovered only seconds later. He saw them flying off into the sky and roared in anger. Realizing he couldn't compete with them, he looked around. Everyone he had known was dead, all gone.

Ripping off a piece of his shirt, Bardock dipped it in the blood of each of his fallen comrades. Taking the bright red stained rag, he tied it around his head and looked into the sky again. He wouldn't stop until they were both dead. He'd destroy them forever.



The say-jins started coming in by the millions, making a backup in the Afterlife. They were all greeted by a cheerfully smiling Piccolo, who sat beside the gates. He found this incredibly funny. The only thing that would make it more so was if the androids sold planet Vegita to someone. The say-jins mostly seemed angry, a few understood how useless it was to fight.

Leaning back, Piccolo smiled. No matter how things went on Earth, this was going very well.



Days went by. Bardock relentlessly pursued the androids. One day, he suddenly found them waiting for him, watching him from the sky. So they had known he was following them the entire time. Bardock gritted his teeth again. The androids were both so perfect looking, and they killed so easily, it drove him mad.

"Well, well, well," Android 17 said softly. "Hello little say-jin."

Bardock refused to talk to him.

"You are the last say-jin left on the planet left," 17 told him. "So we'll give you a chance. Meet us on the field a few miles from here. We'll fight it out there one final time. I'll let you take one of us at a time, even, to be fair. See you then."

They both flew off in an instant. Bardock followed at a slow pace. He needed to conserve strength if he wanted to win this. It still didn't take him long to get to the chosen battlefield. It looked fair enough, a plain field. Both androids stood in plain sight, waiting for him.

Stepping out onto the field as well, he looked at both of them menacingly. 18 looked expressionless, 17 looked amused.

"Which of us do you want to fight first?" 17 asked, looking at him. Bardock tried to think quickly, not his strong point. He pointed to the girl, she'd be weaker and easier to kill. Then he could take down 17.

17 darted back off the battlefield and sat down on a boulder to watch the fight. 18 dropped smoothly into a fighting stance in front of Bardock, watching his every move. Bardock tightened his headband.

"You destroyed everyone I knew," Bardock growled. "This headband is soaked with their blood. I have vowed to not take it off until I avenge their deaths."

"Then I'll be careful not to let it drip on me," 18 said softly, "I'd hate to get blood on myself."

"You'll have blood on yourself anyway!" Bardock roared, but he didn't attack, yet. He was charging up his ki for one giant blow; 18 didn't seem to realize it.

"That's interesting," 18 said, almost to herself, her eyes looking at something far beyond him. "So you're Goku's father?"

"Yes." Bardock was dumbfounded. How did she know Kakkarrot?

"Well, I'll won't make your death like I was going to then,"

"Mercy! You're going to show me mercy? I'd be showing you mercy if I took you apart and turned you into a toaster!"

18 flicked back a lock of blond hair nonchalantly. Despite everything, Bardock found himself a bit distracted. Getting impatient, 18 gestured quickly.

"Attack, now."

Bardock launched his ki blast. An inferno sped forward, blazing everything in the space in front of him. It's brilliance made even Bardock cover his eyes. It hit 18 dead on, Bardock chuckled softly. Then he saw something amid the dust that had risen. Not a crumpled form, but one that was standing.

As the dust settled, 18 stood there, in exactly the same position she had been in before.

"I had expected a bit better from Goku's father," she muttered. Bardock flew forward in a punch, but 18 inclined her head slightly and he missed. Before he could get his balance, 18 grabbed his arm and hurled him into the air. He righted himself and came charging down at full speed, fist first, but 18 held up one hand easily. His fist hit the slender fingers and stopped in mid-punch, useless.

Doing a back flip, 18 kicked him in the face. As he fell, she grabbed his tail. Bardock writhed around in agony a while, and 18 began to tighten her grip.

"I said I'd change your planned death," 18 explained, emotionless. "I meant I'd make it worse."

Digging her fingernails into Bardock's tail, she caused the say-jin to scream in agony. After a few seconds of incredible pain, the last say-jin's life ended. The androids climbed back into their ship, then 18 launched a final blast at planet Vegita. As they sped back to earth to continued destruction there, the entire planet exploded in a spectacular blast. 17 tapped the ships controls and leaned back in his chair. One more job done.



Darkness.

Pain.

Nothingness.

Light?

The nothingness faded into a brilliant light, then Bardock found himself standing in a pleasant green field. He was dead now, in the Afterlife. Thinking about how he died, he shook his head and moaned softly. He'd gotten beaten, and badly. Disgust filling him, he ripped the headband off and ground it under one foot. It was useless to him now that he was dead. Now he needed to connect with the other saiyans

Running slightly, it took him only a short while to find the vast crowds of saiyans who were standing around, looking upset. Feeling through all the kis, Bardock found the ones he wanted and flew to them. Toma and the King stood there, along with everyone else who had died in that group.

"Oh, they got you too, Bardock?" Toma asked looking at him. "You're the last one."

"There are no more sayains left," the King replied sadly. "We were hoping the race could continue."

"No," Bardock said softly. "There is one say-jin left. My son survived."

"What?" Toma asked. "Wasn't he Kakkarrot, didn't he have a power level of around two?"

"Yes, but he's gotten a lot stronger since then," Bardock told him. "I sent him off to Earth."

"Well, the androids are going there too," another saiyan said. "I suppose it doesn't matter a lot."

"I hate them with every fiber of my being," Toma hissed. There was more anger on his face then Bardock had ever seen. "What right do they have to come onto our planet, wipe our warriors out like flies, kill children in front of their parents, and slaughter everyone?"

"It's so cruel isn't it," a mocking voice came from above. Everyone's head's turned to see a green alien standing there. He looked at them, and one by one they thought about what Toma had just said and they all dropped the subject.

"Why, I don't feel sorry for some reason." His voice was low and serious now. "I'm sure you could find loads of sympathy in the other parts of the Afterlife. They'll tell you such touching stories about how they tried to fight the people who killed their families, and how they failed and lost their very lives. A big, evil, nasty race called the sai-"

"Shut up!" the King roared, yelling in the Namek's face. Piccolo smiled at him, then shoved him off with the nudge of a finger, sending him tumbling. Something caught in Bardock, but no, this alien was wearing black, not purple, and he had on a white cloak. This one wouldn't kill him, he didn't need to be worried.

Flying into the air, Piccolo waved a parting goodbye at them. "Well, I have to go bother some more saiyans, see ya around!"

Grumbling, Bardock looked away as he vanished.



Dai Kioshin watched Goku slowly die, slipping further and further away from himself every day. The android's rampage had been going on for almost a year now, and it would continue for a long time. But the arrival of this new, green warrior troubled him. He had no idea who he was, but he was powerful. The green machine had destroyed just as much as the androids.

Piccolo knew there wasn't much left for him here. Running back, he started running down Snake Way. Some things were going his way, but ultimately the most important thing was still falling. He sighed again. If he had tried so hard, why did it seem like he was losing?



The androids stopped at a small cabin. Not that 16, 17 or 18 ever needed any rest, but Dr. Gero still did. Another one of his weaknesses, 17 supposed. He went for a short walk around the cabin. There had been some people in it, but after some initial complaints, they didn't say anything. 17 grinned. They wouldn't ever say anything again, for that matter.

18 sat in a chair, concentrating. The grave incident had disturbed her. She was going through all the memory files that Gero had installed inside all of his androids. She had wanted to do this long ago, but her system files had been temporarily severed while she was on planet Vegita. Searching through, finding lots of information she didn't need, 18 at last found the file on Goku.

What she found inside dismayed her more than the graves had. Goku had lived a terrible life, with everyone he knew leaving him, then nearly dying as someone he had graciously spared killed them all. The only friend he had ever had died in the rampage. His wife had left him, and another woman from the future had tried to kill him as well. Somehow he had survived. 18 didn't know where he was now, but he hadn't ever come back again.

Despite her emotional block, 18 felt vaguely sad that she wouldn't see him again. It felt good to be treated like a person, instead of a killer or a machine. Even the darkest part of her mind wanted that again.



Vegita's eyes widened as he saw a crowd of saiyans stumble in the doors of the afterlife. Where had they come from? He didn't know. Looking through them, he saw a few he remembered. Talking to them he found a horror story unfolding...



Coming back from his walk, 17 found that they were all ready to go again. That was good, as most of the time they had to wait longer, and then he would get bored. And being bored was really the only thing that he feared, other than Gero's electrical weapon. He had used it a few more times, but over the months they had gone on their spree, he had needed to use it less and less.

18 led them this time, and she seemed to be going some place in particular. Not that 17 cared, one place was about as exciting as the next. Dr. Gero didn't care either. He had long since lost his goal of ruling Earth. Now he was just sort of in a crazed frenzy to kill as many humans as possible.

They landed beside a small capsule house. A woman inside shrieked as they moved in. 16 ripped the door apart and tossed it up into the sky a few hundred feet. 18 moved forward, and with one quick movement launched a beam that burned the woman to vapor. Gero didn't sense anyone else in the house, so he just exploded the entire thing with a quick blast.

18 gave up the lead, and 17 was a bit surprised. He saw a slight smile on his sister's usually expressionless face. Puzzled by this, 17 thought on it for a while; it took him only a few minutes of destruction to forget it.



Cell smirked as he watched the humans run from him. They were all too slow, they couldn't possibly outrun him. He finished draining the human he was on and moved on. Just then he noticed a whole group was running for the edge of town.

"Not so fast," Cell muttered with his ghastly voice. " Kamehameha!"

The Kamehameha sped forward, blazing energy in front of the humans attempting to escape. It also started a large fire in front of them. Screaming, the humans ran in the opposite direction, right where Cell had repositioned himself. He stabbed another with his tail and started draining him, feeling the minor energies flowing into him. Smirking, the monster moved on, draining human after human.

But the power wasn't enough for him; he wanted the androids. That was what would really allow him to find his true power. Cell stalked on, following their path of destruction just a little to the west, destroying a whole new swath of cities.



18 felt slightly glad for the first time in a very long time. After killing Chi-chi, she had continued to try and track down this Bulma woman. But today she had finally done it. As soon as it was her turn to take the lead, she sped off in the right direction.

Bulma had been living in an underground building for some time, but 18 had finally located its approximate location. Scanning around, she found two kis, one normal and another stronger. 18 plummeted straight down toward it. Gathering her power around her, she hit the rock face at full speed. It exploded, revealing an entire home underground. The others followed her in.

They found Bulma fairly quickly. Bulma screamed, but was cut short as 18 slammed her through the walls of the house and into the solid rock. Letting her drop, she gave the signal to fly on and out again, as there wasn't anything more she needed to do here.

"Stop, you murderers!" the voice came from the side. The four of them turned. A young boy was standing there, hair glowing and golden. Running a search through her files, 18 failed to find anything on what this might be. It was obvious that wasn't his natural hair color. Goku had done something similar, his hair had also become golden. So what exactly was this? When Goku had done it, his power had jumped significantly, but when this kid did, it hardly mattered. Checking Goku's file carefully, she identified a name for this thing. Super Saiyan.

Her mind snapped back to the present, watching the boy, who was looking very, very angry. Diving forward in a tight spiral, he ran into Android 16. The giant didn't move, glanced down at him, then backhanded him off and into the rock. 18 bounced off of the ground and rammed him into a building. He flew through it, only to meet her foot on the other side.

The kid fell, landing in the dirt, severely beaten already. Contempt evident on her face, 18 kicked him in the side slightly. He rolled over and moaned. Raising a hand, 18 gathered a bit of energy and then launched it. There wasn't anything left, and the androids flew off again.

18 smiled her smile again. 17 was getting nervous, his sister usually didn't smile so much. What was going on?



Dai Kioshin almost fell from his chair. His apprentice rushed to help him back into it, but the elder Kioshin just waved him off. When he finally found his breath again, he got up and managed to sit down in his chair. Breathing heavily, he finally found the voice to speak.

"Not my old age, just surprise," he panted. "Something has happened."

"What is it, my Master?"

"Bulma has died," Dai lamented. "That was never suppose to happen! Things are spiraling out of control here, but we should be able to right it, just as soon as Goku finally dies."

"Very well, Master."