Chapter Six: Battle Fatigue


"Maybe this wasn't such a great idea," Bura voiced, sliding down the banister of her home. She hadn't shot out of her room in rage, as she had previously planned. With a swift change in hormones, she decided that it would be nice to at least check up on the rest of the female contingent. Shrieks of total anger echoed from the kitchen. The blue-haired Princess winced as she pushed the door open to the kitchen.

Chi Chi stood in the center of the kitchen, throwing a hissy-fit of grand proportions. The chibis of the family merely looked on, wondering why their grandmother was acting even more insane than usual. Bulma and Pan were seated at the breakfast nook, silent, though aggravated, eating whatever staple breakfast foods were prepared.

"Why do they always have to leave without any warning? Couldn't they just say 'See you later!' or something?" the black-haired woman slumped to her knees on the floor, bemoaning all the other injustices the Saiya-jin men of the family had committed. Bura rolled her eyes and walked on to the other ladies, determined to get answers. "Well?" she questioned, glancing from her mother, to Pan, and back to her mother. Bulma shrugged, taking a quick peek at her grandsons.

"You know your father dear," She started, cutting a piece of pancake off. "I'm lucky if he even says anything to me before he launches off. But, I'm sure they're fine."

"Fine?" Bura growled. "They could be walking into a trap! Why the hell did they go anyway?"

Pan chose to speak up then, feeling Bura's energy rise a tad. "It was Grandpa's idea. Need I say more?" The Princess only tapped her boot impatiently on the tile floor. "Tch," she muttered, "they're going to need us, you do realize this." Pan nodded once, gulping down her orange juice in record time.

"Ready when you are!"

"Right, let's go!"

The two mothers paused to hug their sons before they flew towards the already anxious ki's of their family.


The purple and white creature tapped its nails together, relishing the glares that shot out from the Saiya-jin scum before him. What a glorious day it is indeed, for he could feel their fall nearing closer and closer.

"You beasts have the most incredible timing, I must say. Why right now, this wonderful captain was about to send out his troops in search of your homes. Thankfully you have saved us the manpower and transportation. So tell me gentlemen, how does it feel to stare into the eyes of the most powerful being in the universe?" He allowed the most sinister sneer to darken his face, though the silence on the other end began to try his patience.

"Well, I see that we aren't in the mood to chat today. Perhaps another day will work? Anyway, it's no fun trying to kill you off just now. I believe in making you suffer, isn't that right Prince Vegeta?" He emphasized the 'Prince', hoping to goad the latter into a mini-fight of sorts. Said Saiya-jin royalty only spat, splattering the tyrant's feet with a few specks. Frieza clenched his fists, resisting the urge to pierce the insolent monkey through the heart…again. Not just yet anyway. "Very well then. Captain!"

A tall, brown-haired, blue-eyed man in uniform immediately rushed into the room, taking the time to bow before receiving orders. "I'm sure you're quite ready to carry out phase 2."

"Yes sire," he responded, bowing again and exiting. Goku took a step forward, not liking the sound of things at all.

"Alright, what's going on? What's this mission? And what the hell is this 'phase two'?"

Frieza managed another irritating chuckle. "You shant know of the mission for quite sometime my friend—"

"Don't call me that," Goku growled, heat picking up around him as his energy started to spike.

"You will not know of the mission. Phase 2, well, it's like a game. See, what I'm going to do is kill your families back at your respective living areas, so that you will suffer enormous amounts of pain, before I kill you with my own two hands. Simple, ne?"


'Geta paused in the gateway of his home, watching Pan and Bura streak across the sky in the general direction of Satan City. He had been specifically told by both his brother and father to stay out of any skirmishes that might occur in the course of the day. The moment he had been told to butt out, he had taken it upon himself to do his darndest to see what was going on. It included him too!

His blue ki spiked around him as he launched into the sky, hoping to keep the distance between himself and the slightly older females. He was even trying to hear what they were squawking about, but only managed to catch simple insults towards his family and in-laws. A small smirk played at his lips as his sisters continually discussed what sorts of punishments their respective husbands would receive.

All conversation stopped short as a group of soldiers flanked in front of them. They all looked alien to him, and he realized immediately that they had spotted him as well. "Dammit," he growled, watching as Bura and Pan snuck in a glance behind them. The ladies did not look pleased…not at all. Oh well, no matter. He would have to fight anyway.

The three instantly powered up to Super Saiya-jin, prepping their bodies for the assault of what looked to be a number around one-hundred. Joy.

"When we get home," Bura started, shoulder to shoulder, back to back with the other two, "you're grounded. For a week."

"Aw, dammit!"

"…For two weeks."


Trunks, Goten, and Gohan dodged as many blasts as possible as they charged down the halls of the WCHQ. Goku and Vegeta had promptly shoved them out of the room, ordering the younger generation to check up on their families while they "take care of Frieza". None of them were extraordinarily convinced that the evil lizard was actually out to get their families, but one never knew.

Moans echoed behind them from blasts thrown by the demis. Trunks winced as he felt a bit sorry for the soldiers, both human and alien, that had found themselves on the wrong side. He didn't allow himself to muse it any longer as they darted into the blue, cloudless sky.

Goten barely avoided a misguided energy blast as it whizzed past his head. "What the—?" he shouted, as doomed soldier after soldier met their fate at the ground below. Blurs of gold and various other colors penetrated his senses. Ki's flooded his brain as he realized that his pregnant wife and niece, and nephew, battled it out! Soon they had taken care of the minions, staring at the ground to make sure that not one that hadn't disintegrated into the next dimension would suddenly rise. Panting, the trio of Super Saiya-jins didn't even notice the shocked men behind them.

"Are they…are they gone?" 'Geta asked, casting worried glances at the two expectant mothers. Bura only nodded, turning around to catch Goten's eye. She blinked before flinging herself into his arms, Pan doing the same with Trunks and her father. "Is it over?" she asked, big blue eyes looking up into his brown ones.

"No," Goten sighed, rubbing the back of his head. "Dad and Vegeta literally threw us out of the room because Frieza threatened to come after you guys."

"FRIEZA!" Pan and Bura powered down, looking at each other worriedly. Who know that he was back? Hell, how'd he even get back? Geta raised an eyebrow as the other five warriors went on and on about how he was one villain that wouldn't stay dead. He, personally, had no clue what was going on. Truthfully, he had never really taken an interest in anything dealing with the Saiya-jin…well, up until he started training. If it hadn't involved mechanics or technology, the young demi had tuned it out. Now, of course, he was seriously regretting his decision.

Reflections were disturbed as another flank of soldiers charged at them. Geta felt the air leave his body as his brother's forearm slammed into his chest, pulling him down to the wooded area below them. "Run!" he commanded, shoving Pan and his brother in front of him. Geta shot a glare behind him, but was only met with an even more ferocious look on the part of his older brother. They sailed through the trees, hoping to mislead the lackeys that surely had been sent by Frieza, but were still trailed. A few had even landed among the trees also, hot on the trail of the Saiya-jins.

Gohan skidded to a halt, sending the others crashing into him. There was no possible way to go any further; there was a village about 5 miles ahead. If they kept going, they were sure to put it in danger. "We'll have to fend them off," he said, powering up and going Super. The others followed suit, though they all caught sight of a strange looking orb with a being sitting atop it.

Suddenly an enormous, evil power flooded their senses, nearly knocking Geta over. "Fuck," Trunks growled, already knowing that it was the demonic alien they had left only minutes ago. "What could've happened to dad and Goku?"

No one could respond as the minions soon closed in on the out-numbered demis.

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A/N: long overdue? I think so! So here you go folks, nothing too big in this chapter, though this is the start of some MAJOR…oh, how shall I say this…changes. You'll see. You might even be angry, but it will happen. Yes, the girls can go SSJ. That'll be explained, I'm just trying to get to the heart of the story so as not to bore you too much!

As of right now, I have no plans on updating any other story, with the exception of this. If I'm in a good mood, I might do Pride and Prejudice, but I've lost the will to write it. We'll see though, we shall see.

Review please!