Please excuse the very long time it has taken me to update this fic. My father was diagnosed with cancer a few months back and has been literally fighting for his life. He hasn't been much able to do much for himself since the chemo treatments started, so my time has been limited. With that, and the fact that every time I've sat down to try to write another chapter, my heart has just not been in it because the whole situation has me depressed a lot. The good news is that the chemo treatments appear to be working because the cancer is getting smaller, and he has been feeling better lately. But enough about my problems, here is the next chapter.

Vegeta felt like he was burning up. A heated, tingling sensation slowly spread across his body. He felt his body changing, growing. Something came into the field of his vision.

"Is that my nose?" Vegeta randomly thought.

Vegeta looked at his hands as they grew. The backs of his hands became covered in fur. Not a fine soft fur, like a cat, but a thick, course fur, like that of an ape.

Vegeta didn't know why exactly, but he was suddenly mad at everything; even more so than usual. More than mad, in fact, he was enraged. His thoughts became monosyllabic, and primitive. He started roaring like a maddened beast.

"Uh-Oh, that doesn't sound good." Goku Jr. said. "What's happening?" Goku asked.

"Relax Goku." Bardock Jr. said. "It'll be fine. Just keep your eyes down!"

Vegeta shot a ki beam that destroyed the artificial moon he had created moments before.

"Okay, you guys can see what's happening." Goku said from in front of them. "Oh, and you might want to consider moving."

The four remaining students looked up just in time to see a giant fist coming at them. They all scattered in different directions as the fist slammed hard into the ground.

Goku hovered above his friend-gone-ape. "He's gone Oozaru! Pan told us about this, but to actually see it, Wow!" He thought to himself. "That's it! I remember now! It's the tails that allow us to transform!"

Vegeta Jr. was busily trying to pound everyone that came into his reach. Vegeta hovered down and floated right in front of his descendant's nose.

"Vegeta! Remember who you are! Remember your royal bloo..." Vegeta was cut off as a powerful mouth blast caught him unprepared and drove him into a mountain side some miles away, the mountain exploded then caved in upon itself.

"I don't think Vegeta expected that." Bardock Jr. said.

"Yeah, like duh!" Shi-Chi replied sarcastically.

"He's going to be pissed when he comes back." Bardock Jr. said.

"Something's not right." Gotarm said. "I don't think this is what anyone expected, and why is father and Gotenks just hovering over there? They don't seem at all concerned."

"I don't know, but LOOK OUT!" Shi-Chi warned as another mouth blast was leveled in their direction.

"Well, what should we do?" Gotarm asked. "We can't just let him rip the planet apart!"

Goku Jr. floated down into Vegeta Jr.'s field of vision. "Cut it out Vegeta, you've had enough fun for one day!"

Two giant hands closed around Goku Jr.'s body and started to squeeze.

"Vegeta! It's me! Stop this!" Goku yelled.

A roar was the only response he received.

"Vegeta! Remember what Pan taught us? We were all we had. There were no more Saiyans on Earth after she left, remember? It was up to us to defend our home. Come on, Vegeta! We need you!" Goku said.

For a second there was a flicker of uncertainty in his eyes, then a glimmer of recognition.

"Goku?" The voice of the ape thundered.

"Yeah, it's me big guy. Do you want to stop crushing me now?" Goku Jr. smiled.

Vegeta Jr.'s paws opened and Goku Jr. floated from between them.

Vegeta's fur turned a golden color as ribbons of energy rose from his body. He began to shrink. As he shrunk, his fur and hair turned an ebony color. At last he stood before everyone as a Super Saiyan Level Four!

"That's great Vegeta!" Goku cheered loudly.

All of the others gathered around him, patting him on the back and congratulating him."

Vegeta landed a few feet away, looking decidedly scorched and more than a bit irritated, but of course, undamaged in any way.

The gang snickered under their breath.

"Are you okay Sensei?" Bardock Jr. worked up the courage to ask.

"Just shaddap!" Vegeta snapped. "One more snicker and I'll blast you all and fight Porunga myself!"

Everyone became silent.

"Okay, good! Now, it's your turn boy, are you up to it?" Vegeta asked.

"I'll do my best!" Goku said enthusiastically.

Again Vegeta formed a small ki ball on his hand and launched it into the sky. "Okay kid, open your eyes and look at that."

Goku did as he was instructed and it wasn't but a few moments before the effects of the concentrated bluntz rays became apparent. Goku's eyes glazed over and his respiration rate increased. His body started to grow, and grow. He roared and beat his chest and continued to grow. Finally he reached his full height. But he stopped roaring and acting wild.

Everyone looked at him in expectation, waiting to see what he would do next.

Suddenly, a huge paw lifted into the air as if to strike out, but it scratched the back of his head instead.

"Okay, what do I do next?" Oozaru Goku Jr. said in a deep, thunderous voice.

Everyone present, including Goku and Vegeta, fell over on their backs.

Mouri could feel it. He didn't know how it happened, he didn't know who did it, but the Dragon Balls had been used, or at least someone had made the attempt to use them. In any event, the negative energy had impacted his senses like a sledgehammer. Mouri also knew that he had lost all control over whatever emerged from the Dragon Balls. Even destroying Porunga's statue, or killing himself, would not stop the evil that had emerged.

Mouri felt the energy settle over him like a black net. He couldn't remember a time when he despaired more. He could barely feel his own people as Omega Porunga's energy continued to grow, but they were heading toward Mouri's hut. Mouri knew what they wanted, and he knew what they would do. Today would see the final end of the Namekian people. Mouri slipped on his robe and grabbed his staff and lowered himself into his hover chair. His people needed him, but he had nothing to offer.

His warriors will want to fight, but they will stand no chance at all. Mouri silently cursed himself, and for an instant, for the only time in his life, cursed Guru for having created the Dragon Balls at all. Before today, Mouri would have banished any other of his people that he found that harbored such thoughts.

Mouri should have followed his instincts and destroyed the Dragon Balls after the last wishes, when it became apparent that the negative energy had built up to critical levels. But with Cordell defeated, he had reasoned that no more wishes would be necessary for a long time to come. So he hid them again with the knowledge that the negative energy would dissipate naturally over the course of time.

"What a damned fool I was!" Mouri grumbled to himself. "I've been an arrogant old fool!"

A knock sounded at Mouri's door along with an insistent voice. "Master? Master are you in there?"

Mouri knew that it had come time to face the music. He pushed the control stick on his chair forward and said, "Open" in his native tongue. In response to his voice command, the door to his hut silently slide back to reveal the faces of all 206 of his people. Mouri flew his chair out among them as they stepped aside for him.

"My children… …a tragedy has befallen us, and I'm afraid it is of our own making." Mouri said as he shuddered inwardly. The negative energy was growing more powerful by the minute. The sky was letting very little sunlight through, and lightening was striking randomly in the distance. Destruction was coming for them.

"Master! What shall we do?", A strong looking warrior who resembled Piccolo, but with a larger and slightly blockier build, stepped up with a determined look on his face. "We have to fight!"

Mouri looked off into the distance. "You have no chance of winning Zepel. You and the rest of the warriors are capable and brave, but you've never fought against an enemy such as this before."

"I don't care! Anything is better than dying while we are sitting in our huts! If I have to perish, at least let me do it fighting for something!" Zepel said as he clenched his fists in front of him. A subdued cheer resounded from the others.

Mouri looked at his people. "Very well then, we will fight. I also see no other recourse. We will all fight."

"But Master, surely you don't mean the healers and…." Zepel began.

Mouri held up a hand cutting Zepel off. "The healers will be on the battlefield in case one of the warriors needs to be healed. We will all go, even me. I will hear no more argument about it."

Zepel and many others looked like they desperately wanted to say something. At length, Zepel merely said. "Yes Master."

"Good, let's go." Mouri commanded. Two strong Namekian warriors grabbed Mouri's chair and they all took off toward Omega Porunga.

Mouri knew that unless a miracle happened, this was the last day of existence for his people.

"Goku, we could really use you right about now." Mouri thought to himself, but he knew it was in vain.

Roger strode purposefully toward the King's battle room. It was there that they would strategize some form of defense, and possibly an offensive plan against whatever that was on Namek. Beside and behind him Nappa, Bardock, Raditz and Applinia strode with looks of grim determination. The meeting with the Saiyan Congress went as expected. Even thought there was some grumbling about an "untested King", they voted him temporary war time powers as defined in the constitution. In essence, he was the king again, in every sense of the word. If they survived, he would relinquish these powers, and gratefully so.

Whatever that vision was that Bardock and Jessica had shared, it apparently originated on Namek. Shortly before the meeting with the Saiyan Congress, the entire planet was shaken by a wave of negative power so powerful that several members ran to the bathrooms to regurgitate. Fortunately, most of them made it. Two members, one man and one woman actually passed out cold. There wasn't a single member that remained unaffected.

Jessica walked along side of King Roger with a very worried look on her face.

"What is wrong?" Roger asked.

"It's the Nameks, they're dying." Jessica said bluntly.

"What? Are you sure?" King Roger asked in surprise.

"If they don't get help, they will die." Jessica repeated.

Roger put two fingers to his forehead and concentrated.

"OH NO YOU DON'T!" Bardock yelled as he grabbed the king's hand. Bardock had meant to simply pull the kings hand away, to stop him from using his Instant Transmission, but he was just a hair too late.

Roger and Bardock disappeared amid a volley of protests.

"Damned him to hell anyway!" Raditz railed in vain. "How the hell are we supposed to do our job when he just teleports away from us like that?"

Nappa was standing with clenched fists.

"Oh, and just when were you going to tell me about his teleportation ability?" Applinia asked sarcastically.

"Did we fail to mention that?" Nappa smirked.

"Duh! Yeah!" Applinia answered. "I think that would have been something I should have known."

"Well, now you know." Raditz shrugged.

Applinia just shook her head.

King Roger and Bardock materialized on the surface of Namek. Bardock was going to give the King a thorough dressing down. King or no king, he just couldn't go bouncing around the galaxy without his guard! Bardock turned to start yelling when it hit him. It felt like something grabbed his guts and twisted them. His head felt like it split wide open and his brains spilled out. He tried to raise his ki but he couldn't find it. His knees hit the dirt before he realized he was falling. This was like when his father would grab his tail to "toughen him up" when he was a boy, only many times worse. Through the haze, he heard someone drop beside of him. "W-what is h-happening to us?" He managed to stammer out.

"I-it's this b-blasted dark ki we f-felt b-before." Roger said. "We're m-much closer to i-it now. Can y-you stand?"

"I-I think so." Bardock pulled whatever energy he had left and stood, or at least got to his feet. "Yeah, I can stand, but I don't know for how long." Bardock was panting heavily. Roger got to his feet beside him in the same condition.

"T-The Namekians are over there. If we can get to them, we can teleport back to Planet Vegeta." Roger said.

"Right." Bardock started a slow trudge toward the Namekians. Roger followed closely behind as the negative energy threatened to overwhelm them both.

The Namekians were huddled together; they appeared to be sharing their ki in order to protect themselves from the bombardment of lethal energy.

They were losing the battle.

"What happened?" Roger managed to croak out.

"We…" Mouri started, but he couldn't get his mouth to work further than that.

"It's o-okay. I'll get you out." Roger said grabbing Mouri by the arm. The rest of the Nameks were all in contact with one another. Bardock put his hand on Roger's shoulder.

Roger placed two fingers to his forehead and concentrated.

Nothing happened. Seconds passed, and still nothing.

"What's wrong?" Bardock asked worriedly.

"I can't gather up enough ki for the Instant Transmission." Roger said.

"We can all give you some energy." Bardock said.

"Maybe you can, but the Namekians are so low that if I take any more from then, they'll die." Roger said.

"Okay, maybe it will be enough, but I don't have much." Bardock said.

Roger concentrated again as Bardock fed him as much ki as he could spare.

Still nothing happened.

"Damned!" Roger exclaimed as he fell to the ground in exhaustion. Bardock had also expended his power and dropped to a sitting position.

"It's no good Bardock. I just don't have the power." Roger said. "I feel drained."

Bardock felt himself slipping into unconsciousness and shook his head. "Yeah, I think that this negative energy is absorbing our p-power."

Suddenly, the air shimmered for just a moment and someone appeared in front of Roger.

"Father! What is going on here?" Gerald asked excitedly.

"Never mind! Just get us the hell out of here!" Roger croaked harshly.

Without another word, Gerald grabbed Bardock, and Roger who was still in contact with Mouri, and teleported.

Many centuries had once again passed on the Supreme Kai's planet. Piccolo had brought his students to the point where they were all Super Saiyan Level Fives and above. Bardock Jr. was the first to ascend to the next level, a fact that irritated Vegeta Jr. no end.

Today Piccolo had called them all to attention in front of him. The mood seemed particularly somber today.

"Alright you pests; today is the day you've all been waiting for. I have taught you everything I know and your training will continue with your elders, Goku and Vegeta." Piccolo said.

"You'll still be around, right Piccolo?" Shi-Chi asked.

"No kid, the Ultimate Kai has a mission for me to perform." Piccolo said. "You won't see me again for a while."

"Well, on behalf of us all; thank you Piccolo for being our Sensei." Shi-Chi said.

"No problem at all." Piccolo smiled. "Just remember everything you've been taught when it comes to crunch time."

"We will!" Everyone exclaimed.

"Good." Piccolo said then put two fingers to his head and disappeared.

"I'm going to miss him." Goku Jr. said.

Everyone else muttered a sad, "Yeah, me too."

"Hey, why all the glum faces?" A voice in front of them said. They looked up to see Goku and Vegeta standing in front of them.

"Hello Grandpa!" Goku Jr. exclaimed.

"Hello father." Gotarm & Shi-Chi said.

"Uncle!" Bardock Jr. said excitedly.

Vegeta Jr. nodded his head in Vegeta's general direction.

Vegeta knew from his own experience that the boy was hiding what he really felt. Goku had talked to him before coming out here about what he could say and do, short of getting all emotional about it. Vegeta walked up to Vegeta Jr. and placed his hand on the younger man's shoulder.

"Grandson, I have been watching you closely. You've done well under Piccolo's training. I am very proud of you." Vegeta said and smiled. "You are a true Saiyan Warrior."

"Thank you Grandfather. I am proud to bear your name." Vegeta answered.

"We are proud of you all." Goku said expansively. "Our time with you will, unfortunately, be short. We have only one last thing to teach you boys, and one thing to teach Shi-Chi. You have all learned the fusion technique. The fusion technique you were taught has a major weakness. Only two people can fuse at a time. Vegeta and I have discovered a new way to fuse, and this new technique has no such restriction. Ready Vegeta?"

Vegeta sighed. "I hate this, but it's necessary."

"Okay, let's go!" Goku exclaimed.

The students watched as their masters powered up to Super Saiyan Level Five and marveled at how effortlessly they made the transition. Then Goku and Vegeta concentrated and changed to Super Saiyan Level Six. Both Goku and Vegeta then went ethereal, stepping toward each other. They walked until they were both standing on the same spot and Goku turned until he was facing in the same direction as Vegeta. Then in what looked like a well practiced way, they matched their body position, hand positions, feet positions, and even their tail position perfectly.

"Okay! Here we go!" The pair said simultaneously. "YAAAAAAAAA!"

A powerful gust of ki almost knocked the assembled students off their feet as a bright light threatened to blind them. Rocks, turf and other debris sailed past their heads as they struggled to maintain their footing while throwing their hands up to shield their eyes.

It was almost a physical feeling. The two legendary warriors merged, and as they did, their combined ki skyrocketed. Not merely doubled, but increased on an exponential scale.

As suddenly as it started, the wind died down. Lowering their arms and looking in the direction of the new power, they saw Gogeta floating above a large crater. Only this Gogeta was far different than anything they'd ever seen before. His hair was long, and down to his knees in the back with several spikes pointing in different directions off the top of his head. It was red, like flowing flame. His eyes had no pupils, and glowed a bright yellow. His body was muscular, but lithe, and he had grown to about seven feet in height. Energy bolts intermittently flashed around his fur covered body. Any one of these bolts, which were the barest demonstration of Gogeta's power, would have been powerful enough to have killed Frieza in a flash.

"I am reborn." Gogeta said at last. That is the way Gogeta felt in this transformation. It was different than the Gogeta Super Saiyan Four fusion. In this form he felt like he could do anything. In this form he felt like a God.

"What is that?" Gotarm said at length, his mouth barely off the ground. "Father?"

"I am here." Gogeta said.

"What… …what are you?" Vegeta Jr. asked in disbelief.

"I am beyond the Ultimate Super Saiyan Level." Gogeta said. "We don't even have a name for it."

"His ki is… it's beyond belief!" Shi-Chi exclaimed.

"I… I can't believe it!" Goku Jr. exclaimed with a huge smile on his face.

Bardock Jr. appeared to have been struck dumb. His mouth was working, but nothing was coming out.

"You can't believe how powerful he is?" Vegeta Jr. asked.

"No, I can't believe we are here. " Goku said as a tear rolled down his cheek. "This is awesome.

Vegeta looked back at his ancestor. "For once Goku, you are absolutely right."