Chapter 14: The Arrival of Evil

It was the only place he could think to go, this familiar wasteland. This was the site of that infamous showdown between himself and that low-class Kakarot, where it all changed. Vegeta thought to himself, he should have died that day, a warrior's death at the hand of another Saiyan. "Instead of being a true, cold blooded warrior, the soft-hearted buffoon had spared me." Vegeta's white aura swirled, the sweat was dripping down his face as the heat of the sun beat down on the wasteland like a drum.

He thought back to Planet Namek, teaming with that boy and the bald one. Ending up needing to be saved by Kakarot again, first from the Ginyu Force, then Frieza. It was pathetic, the Saiyan Prince needing to be saved by a low-class warrior and his band of ragtag pals.

The worst part of it all was when they got back here, to this backwater planet, and he began to like it. He even bore a son with that blue haired woman, cared about them, and where did it end? Kakarot died, but it wasn't even by the Saiyan Prince's hand, it was a damned disease.

What was his purpose in life after his one true rival had died? His son? Saiyan's traditionally didn't give a damn about their offspring, at least not until they were old enough to fight. He didn't even live long enough to see the purple haired boy walk. Those accursed Androids had robbed him of that. There was someone stronger than him, again. He was destroyed and utterly humiliated. "Damn it all!"

Breathing heavily and crouching into a fighting stance, Vegeta exploded his energy into a familiar golden light. Beginning to crumble at the weight of the immense power, the ground around the Saiyan Prince cracked. The world around Vegeta shook as his energy swirled, the muscles in his body began to expand and bulge, the veins on his forehead completely visible.

"So, you've figured it out too, huh?" A familiar figure clad in an orange gi landed onto the ground just outside of Vegeta's aura, "The power beyond a Super Saiyan."

Vegeta's body relaxed as he looked at the son of his former arch rival, "Beyond a Super Saiyan.." He turned away from the half-saiyan, letting his power die down and his hair go back to its natural black. "Why are you here, boy?"

"Boy?" Gohan smiled a bit, "I'm nearly as old are you are now, Vegeta."

The Saiyan Prince scoffed, "Being dead does that to you. But you knew that."

Gohan laughed, "Yeah..." He stepped closer to the Saiyan Prince, "Bulma wants you to come home, Vegeta."

Vegeta clenched his fists, a small tear ran down his face as he looked over the horizon, away from the Half-Saiyan son of Kakarot, "I can't. Not now."

"Vegeta.." Gohan stepped closer and placed his hand on Vegeta's left shoulder, looking into the same horizon, "We all understand. It was an accident. You've had a hard time."

"Before I died, I had grown fond of this planet. The Bulma woman, my son..Trunks.." Vegeta shrugged Gohan's hand off of him, "In death, I lost all connection to everything. Everything was a torture, they used the woman, my son, your father, Frieza, my father, everything was a tool to torture my mind. My mind is in shambles. I no longer know what is real or isn't real. Even now, I am struggling to keep my composure. It's taking all of my strength to hold myself back from trying to kill you."

"Well, then try it." Gohan leapt back and ignited his yellow Super Saiyan aura.

"What are you doing?" Vegeta turned to the now Super Saiyan Gohan, puzzled at the Half-Saiyans actions.

"Well, I figure, if I hit you enough, it will feel real again." Gohan crouched down, his right hand cocked back as he pushed off the ground, rushing Vegeta and throwing his fist straight into the Saiyan Prince's chest, sending the black haired Saiyan flying into a nearby boulder.

After a brief moment of silence, a bright explosion erupted from the giant rock, completely obliterating it. Where the boulder had formerly sat, stood a now Super Saiyan Vegeta, wiping the dirt off his face to reveal a devilish grin, "Hm..worth a shot."

Gohan readied himself as the Saiyan Prince rushed him, the Half-Saiyan was smiling and thinking to himself, "This is definitely how Dad would do it."

It had been almost twelve days since the wish to revive everyone had been made and in an effort to centralize the rebuild, everyone had been staying at Capsule Corporation.

Krillin and Tien stood opposite one another, each crouched into a fighting stance. Master Roshi stood off to the side, "Let's see what that King Kai guy there taught you two."

"Alright, come on Tien, let's show him what we can do?" Krillin smiled, his white aura igniting.

"Let's do it." Tien smirked as he ignited his own aura, shooting forward and up into the air.

Krillin shot up to meet him, fists flying and colliding, both of their aura's swirling around as they crept higher and higher into the air.

Tien threw a leg that met a forearm block by Krillin, who pushed Tien's leg back. The short monk spoke quickly, "Come on Tien, let's give them a real show." He bent his arms as his sides, his muscles tensing up, "Kaio-ken Time Ten!"

A red aura exploded from Krillin as Tien floated opposite of him, smirking as he watched, "Fair enough." Raising his voice, a red aura erupted from his own body, "Kaioken Times Ten!"

Master Roshi watched intently as the two red aura's clashed, each kick and punch met with a matching one from the other. "Hmph..they are so much stronger than I could have ever expected."

High in the sky, Kami stood at the edge of his lookout, staring up into the sky with a worried look. Beside him stood the black genie, Mr. Popo, "What is wrong, Kami?"

"A great evil seems to be upon us, Mr. Popo." Kami turned away from the edge, "We must warn the others."

Piccolo's white cape blew in the wind, the green Namekian was floating silently, his legs crossed and his eyes closed. The only sound in his vicinity was the running water of the river about ten yards away. That was until a familiar voice rang through the Namekians head.

"Piccolo, can you hear me?"

Piccolo's eyes stirred as he heard his older other half, "Yes, Kami?"

"Can you feel that presence?" The elder Namekians worried tone was audible even through telepathy.

"I feel something, but I'm unsure what it is."

"It's something very ominous. Evil even..it worries me, Piccolo."

"You worry about everything."

"Listen, Piccolo. This is serious."

"Fine. I'll look into it. I'll go get Gohan and the others."

"Thank you, Piccolo."

"Yeah yeah, get out of my head old man." Piccolo cleared his mind once again, searching for Gohan's energy. The Namekian found it rather quick due to Gohan's ongoing spat with the Saiyan Prince, their energies crashing together and exploding like fireworks. "Saiyans.." Piccolo shook his head as he rushed off towards the battleground.

Vegeta and Gohan stood opposite each other, their yellow auras outshining even the sun in the sky. Both combatants were breathing heavy while sweat dripped across their brows. Each began wiping off their foreheads as they crouched into fighting stances, prepared to go another round.

Just as they were about to clash again, Piccolo's familiar figure landed beside them. "Piccolo! What's going on?"

Piccolo was facing upward towards the sky, "Something's coming. Do you two feel it?"

Vegeta turned to the Namekian, "I sense two insignificant power levels. Big deal."

As if an explosion had gone off in their minds, an intense pain shot through their senses. "That..power. What is that?" A look of intense fear came across Gohan's face as he questioned what had just happened. As quick as it came though, the energy was gone. "That..was the most menacing energy I have ever felt."

"The power was enormous..but the sickly, devious feeling it came with, that's something else." Piccolo looked down, the power was like nothing he had ever felt before, "Hurry back, Trunks."

Meanwhile, just above the Earth, floated a big, white, circular ship. In the front was a giant, glass window, from which two men stood behind, peering over the blue planet. One of them was the same man from before, a scar over his eye and a white cape coming down from his shoulders. Towering over him was another man, much younger with a slender but muscular build. His black hair flowed down past his shoulders, white pants, and gold colored boots. The color of his boots were matched by the gold of his headband and wristbands, a green gem accenting each of them.

After a brief moment of observation, a short, orange haired alien ran up behind the two, "My lord Paragus, it appears there is another Saiyan as well!"

"Yes, we can sense him. Any idea who it could be?" The Scar-Eyed Man turned around, walking towards a flickering screen with the orange haired alien.

"Archived data indicates that there was one Saiyan sent to this planet. A boy by the name of Kakaro-"

The taller man had now turned, a sickly green aura slowly radiated around him and his hair started to turn a strange greenish-blue color, "Kakarot…"

The man known as Paragus quickly turned around, extending his arm with the golden devices in its palm, the green gem glowing. "Damn it! Calm down, Broly.." His son's energy quickly skyrocketed, the element of surprise was surely gone now, they might as well have shot a flare straight at Prince Vegeta's face.

Broly had now bent his arms, his tall, muscular body trembling as he muttered the name again, "Kakarot…" The gems in his headband and armbands were glowing bright, somehow being controlled by the same green gem in Paragus' device. "Ka..ka.." Broly's aura slowly dimmed down, almost as if it were being suppressed, "Rot…" His hair went back to black and he relaxed his arms and stood up straight.

Paragus lowered his arm, turning his attention to the orange haired alien and grabbing him by the throat and throwing him across the room. Screaming in anger, he addressed his crew sternly, "That word is never to be spoken. Understand?"

The whole crew answered in unison, "Yes Sir!"

Not too far out into Space..

A golden aura lit up the entirety of the ship as the sweat dripped off of Trunks' whole body, leaving a small puddle on the floor of the ship. The Super Saiyan could feel his whole body convulse as he could practically feel the next level of power, just out of his reach. The power he had seen Gohan demonstrate not once, but twice. He was right at the precipice and just as he felt the spark, Trunks' whole body seized up, his aura disipatting and he felt to the ground.

Barely able to speak, Trunks cursed, "Damn it."

16 was off to the side, observing Trunks' attempts. "Trunks, what is the point of your quest to reach this strength?"

Sitting up slowly, Trunks looked over to 16, "I'm tired of being saved." Wiping the sweat off his brow, the Half-Saiyan continued, "I've died once, been beaten multiple times by the Androids and Cell, even by someone like Metal Cooler, who I was much stronger than, was able to beat me. My mentor and best friend died because I wasn't strong enough to help him."

Trunks stood up, just about to ignite his aura, but before he could a familiar energy signal flickered in his mind. It wasn't nearly as strong a signal as his Earthbound comrades had gotten, but it's power radiated with him nonetheless. "No..it couldn't be." A sickened look came across the Half-Saiyan's face, "Do your sensors read that power, 16? It seems we are getting closer to it."

"Indeed. It appears to be near Earth." The Android walked over to the Monitor, "It appears we are still just under twenty four hours away."

"We need to get there as fast as we can, 16. That energy is..it belongs to someone really really bad."

"The ship's engines cannot go any faster."

"We need to figure out something!" Trunks walked up to 16, hurriedly typing on the keyboard under the monitor, "If we don't make it, there won't be a planet to go back to!"

"I have a plan." 16 extended his arm, hand flat on the wall of the ship, "Let me take care of this."

Back on Earth

The others had felt the power Broly had emitted just as clearly as Gohan, Piccolo, and Vegeta had. Krillin and Tien immediately relaxed their Kaioken auras, landing next to Master Roshi, a sickened look of fear across all of their faces.

"What..what was that?" Krillin asked to nobody in particular.

"I..I have never felt anything like that." Tien looked to Krillin, "We gotta go meet the others."

The short monk nodded, lifting off into the sky and turning back to face his master, the Turtle Hermit, "Master Roshi, please keep an eye on everyone." The two blasted off towards where they felt Gohan, Piccolo, and Vegeta were.

Moments later, the two humans landed next to the three others. "Please tell me you felt that too?" Krillin asked.

"Yes. We sensed it too." Piccolo gruffly concurred, "We're in for some trouble for sure."

"What are you two doing anyway?" Vegeta scoffed, "What kind of help can you bring? You'll just get in the way."

"You'll be surprised." Tien responded with a death glare, but he let the insult go to the wayside as there were more pressing matters. "How long until they land, you think?"

"Anytime." Gohan pointed to a large object that had appeared in the air, "It seems they know where we are."

Krillin was having flashbacks to twenty years before, when Frieza and his father had come to Earth. Goku wasn't back yet and they were hopeless against such massive power, this seemed to be dejavu. This time though, Goku wasn't coming. Trunks was their only hope for reinforcements, and nobody had any idea how strong Trunks was compared to what they had felt from this monster.

As the ship got closer, Vegeta recognized the design and began thinking to himself, "That's one of Frieza's ships..but that was certainly not Frieza's energy..who is this?"

The large spacecraft landed a few hundred feet away from where the group had been standing, an entrance ramp extended out from a large door that had begun to open. As soon as the door was fully open, a parade of soldiers clad in familiar Saiyan type armor marched outside, half standing on one side, half on another. All the soldiers kneeled as two more figures reached the entrance, the same scar-eyed man known as Paragus slowly stepped out, followed by his son. "Soldiers, please. Do not kneel to me." Paragus pointed straight to Vegeta, "For there is the true leader of the Saiyan Empire. It's good to see you, Prince Vegeta."

Vegeta stepped forward from the group, "Who the hell are you?"

Smiling, Paragus continued his speech, "It's just like Saiyan Royalty to not pay attention to the low-class. I am Paragus, one of the last surviving Saiyans." Pointing to his son behind him, "This is my son, Broly."

Gohan was the next to step up, "What do you mean, Saiyan Empire?"

"You must be the other Saiyan, hm?" Paragus took a moment to have an inner sigh of relief, this was not Kakarot, that boded well for him. "Well, Broly and I picked up the scraps left by Frieza and his family, creating a new universal order."

"You mean just him." Piccolo spoke up next, pointing the Broly standing behind Paragus, "You certainly don't have the power to do something like that. But your boy...it's almost as if he's being contained."

"Broly has a temper." Paragus smirked, "But he is loyal to the crown, as am I." Turning back to Vegeta, "Come with us, Vegeta. Rule the universe like you were always meant to."

Vegeta smirked a bit, "You know, if you boy hadn't had that outburst a while ago, I might have gone with you. That power though..that can't be contained for long. I am not a fool." He looked over both of the Saiyans standing opposite of him, "I'll just take it from you instead."

"Your father was a fool, and you are just the same. Unable to see the potential of anybody but yourself." Paragus held out his hand, the green gem in it glowing. "I was only going to kill you. A last act of revenge against your father, but now, now you've doomed this planet and its inhabitants. It's time to play, Broly."

The same sickly green aura suddenly exploded outward from the monstrous Saiyan. His mere power blowing the entire unit of Paragus' soldiers away, ripping some of them to shreds from pure energy. Broly's muscles expanded slight and his hair turned a dark blueish-green, his eyes rolling back and leaving just the whites visible.

The Z-Fighters responded in kind, Gohan and Vegeta immediately reaching their peak Super Saiyan forms, Piccolo, Krillin, Tien all flashing their white auras and taking their individual fighting stances.

"Your energies are pathetic next to Broly! Get ready to die!" Paragus laughed as Broly rushed towards the group of fighters. The group immediately scattered, nobody foolish enough to take a head on charge. Broly turned his attention to the Saiyan Prince first, smiling devilishly as he caught up to Vegeta. Vegeta threw his arms up just in time to block a thunderous fist from Broly that send the Saiyan Prince far off into the distance, crashing through a dozen boulders. Before Broly could chase after Vegeta, Gohan and Piccolo stood in front of him, trying to organize an offense against the Saiyan brute.

Master and Pupil were matching each other's movements, a coordinated effort by the Half-Saiyan and Namekian which put them on the attack, but Broly was far too fast. He caught one of them in each his hands, tossing them effortlessly to the side as if they were children. Broly continued his assault on the Saiyan Prince, who had gotten back to his feet. Vegeta stood in wait, readying himself for Broly's charge. As soon as the taller Saiyan got close, Vegeta jumped over him, twisting and slamming his knee into the back of Broly's head. The attack had no effect on the sickly green Super Saiyan who quickly turned and grabbed the Saiyan Prince's leg and slamming him into the ground.

Krillin had frozen, watching his much more powerful compatriots getting destroyed by this monstrous Saiyan as if they were flies fighting a bug zapper. Tien wasn't far from him, watching with a stern face, petrified to join, "Vegeta was right. The two of us are a detriment to this team."

The short monk had an epiphany at Tien's comment, "What about just one of us?" He smiled, "Could that make a difference?"

End of Chapter 14

I think this is a good time to present the power levels of everybody, just as a reference to Broly's power. (Remember: Broly is still in his restricted LSS Form.)(Remember Part 2: Most of the Z-Fighters have had almost 20 years of otherworld training.)

Future Z-Fighters:

Trunks (Full Powered Super Saiyan): 950,000,000

Android 16 (Big Gete Star Infused): 720,000,000

Gohan (Ascended Super Saiyan): 675,000,000

Vegeta (Ascended Super Saiyan): 610,000,000

Piccolo (Fused with Nail): 400,000,000

Krillin (Base): 10,000,000

Krillin (Kaioken x10): 100,000,000

Tien (Base): 9,500,000

Tien (Kaioken x10): 95,000,000

Future Villians:

Metal Cooler (Singular): 250,000,000

Broly (Restricted Legendary Super Saiyan): 1,000,000,000

Paragus: 10,000,000