I woke up, laying on the dining table, with a headache, no scouter, food on my face and missing my left boot. I sat up, wiped my face off and looked around at all of the saiyans passed out on the floor, the table, on chairs, even a few were hanging from chandeliers. I heard footsteps and looked to my right to see my father walking towards me with two golden cups in his hands.

"Here, you'll need this." He handed one of the cups, which I took.

"Thanks. This isn't more ale or wine or anything right?"

"Haha, no, no, it's just water." I took a drink, confirming that it indeed was just water. "So, how was your first saiyan celebration?"

"Honestly, I don't think ever had that much fun in my life. How often do these things happen?"

"Less often than you'd think. The last one we had was about five months ago, since your brother was still here. By the way, now I know that you are definitely my son. The two of you last night were fighting and taking down people like it was nothing, plus, you were the only one who managed to rival Cellio in the keg chug, and he's been champion for 3 years now."

"Did I win?"

"Sadly, no. You threw up when you had about a quarter keg to go. But don't feel too disappointed, that's the second fastest anyone ever got to three quarters."

"Ah, ok." I took another drink. "Where is Cellio anyway?" My dad just pointed upwards. I looked to see that Cellio was one of the few hanging on a chandelier, which was horribly off balance.

"By my estimate, he should be coming down, right about... now." As if on cue, the chandelier tipped to one side and my brother fell to the floor, which managed to somewhat wake him up.

"Uhhhh, five more minutes." I did say somewhat.

"Don't worry about him son. He'll wake up soon. Now then, follow me, the king wants to talk to you. Oh right, I found this, think it's yours." He threw me a boot and sure enough, it was my missing one. I put the boot on and followed him to the throne room, drinking what was left of the water. We walked in and saw the king on the throne, talking to, who I assumed was the royal advisor; he looked at us and wrapped it up. He stood and walked towards us with a smile on his face.

"There they are! The party animals themselves. I have got to say Butarega, your sons are just the life of every party; I think I'd be right in saying that was the best celebration in years."

"Well, Cellio is no surprise, but Cherik, I'm amazed at his skills."

"Ah, it was nothing. I've done worse at parties back on earth, nobody could beat me in a drinking contest. But I've got to admit, the food and the fights were amazing."

"Yes, yes, you boys make quite the team. Now then, the reason I called you here is to discuss a plan on how we're going to prepare for the revolution. Oh, and by the way, here you are Cherik, your scouter back. I made sure to have it modified so that no transmissions will reach Zoltris." He threw me my scouter and I put it on, only to immediately regret it as the red color made me nauseous still, so I took it off.

"So, Caul. What did you have in mind?"

"Well, I was thinking on letting you, your boys and your guard each train different squadrons of saiyans."

"That might work, with 30 elite guards and about 30,000 saiyans in total, each one would get a squadron of 1,000 to train." This seemed like a good idea and all, but I decided to step in.

"Hold on, look, I get what you're doing, but you're assuming that we're going to have nothing but fighters. I propose that we have rescuers and medics trained as well, both to defend, but mostly to lower our casualties. I'm guessing you have never been to war, I never have either, but I've learned about it and it is hell." We then heard a female voice come from behind.

"My boy seems to have quite a good head on his shoulders, unlike you Buta." The king looked up and my father and I turned around to see a saiyan woman, about half a foot shorter than my father, slender but strong figure, her hair fell down her back about midway and stuck out in a few places, with a single bang draping over her face. She wore a basic armor top, but with no shoulder pads, semi-high heeled boots and an orange undersuit with standard white gloves. All it took was one single glance to know that this was my mother.

"Really Aspara? You just can't stop teasing me can you?"

"What can I say? You're just so easy to pick on. Now then." She looked at me with happiness and rememberance. "Cherik. My little boy, look how you've grown up." She came over and hugged me, and I didn't know what, to do, but just hugged her back. Finally, after so many years of being alone, I'm reuniting with my family.

"Alright Aspara, the boy doesn't need to be smothered, let him speak." She sneered at my father, but did let me go so that I could get the plan together. Before I could talk again, the door opened and Cellio came walking in with a bag of ice on his head.

"That is the last time I fall asleep on the chandelier again. So, what are we discussing. Oh, hi mom, didn't know you would be joining us." She smirked, but then turned back towards the rest of us to let me talk.

"Alright, hear me out. We will need a majority of warriors, yes, but anyone who isn't strong enough to fight for long periods of time needs to be trained to be a battlefield rescuer or a medic. I suggest that we announce our plan and organize the warriors from the medics." The king pondered while everyone else nodded, then he agreed as well.

"That is a much better idea, it'll lower casualties and give us a better advantage. But who do we get to train the other two groups." My mother spoke up.

"I've been in the rescue field for over 20 years now, and I have some friends. We'll take over."

"Very well. But what about the medics?" We thought for a little, but then an idea came to my mind.

"Don't worry, I know a guy." I turned on my scouter and searched for Stryker's number, when I found it, I called."

"Hello?"

"Hey buddy, it's me. Listen, we need your help with the revolution."

"Uhhh, with what exactly."

"How much do you know about healing and medicine?"

"Heh, funny you should ask. I've actually been taught over the past month by Toriel on how to use healing magic."

"Sweet. Hey, didn't you also say that monster food could heal as well?"

"Yeah. But how do you expect me to... Alphys!"

"What's an Alphys?"

"She's a monster scientist who could most likely build an intergalactic teleportation machine to link our planets."

"That... would help out a lot. How soon can you get it finished to come over here?"

"It's gonna take a bit, about 3 months or so, but I can go over there right now. I have my means."

"So, will you help us?"

"Hell yeah I will."

"Sweet, see you when you get here." I hung up and looked back at everyone. "So, my friend from earth is coming here to help us train the medics. He's gonna be alone for about 3 months, but afterwards, he'll bring a lot of help."

"Wait, Stryker's coming back? Cool, I wonder how strong he's gotten?"

"We'll see when he gets here. Now then, about the announcement." Just then, we heard a wooshing noise behind us, and several energy blasts being charged. We turned around to see Stryker with a short skeleton wearing shorts, a blue hoodie and slippers and the two of them were about to get blasted by the guards. I ran in front of them as fast as I could. "Woah woah woah! Don't shoot! They're friends!" The guards powered down their blasts and went back into formation, the skeleton began to talk.

"Stryker, I think you need friends that don't greet people by blowing their faces off."

"Yeah, no kidding. Thanks for the save Cherik. Sans, you might wanna head on back before anything else happens."

"You got it boss." With that, the skeleton, who I guess is named Sans, teleported away. I high fived and bro hugged Stryker.

"Hey buddy, how've you been?"

"Earth's been doing fine and so have I. How about you?"

"Well, I'm back on my home planet, reunited with my family and now am in charge of planning a war against a space tyrant. So I'd say things are pretty good. By the way, how'd you find us?"

"Oh, I just traced the coordinates from your scouter and told Sans where to teleport."

"Cool." I heard the king clear his throat behind me, realizing I hadn't introduced him. "Oh, I'm so sorry. Everyone, this here is my friend from earth, Stryker, he's gonna be the one training the medical recruits."

"Ah, I see. And is he strong?" Stryker then stepped forward.

"I dunno, turn on your scouter and tell me." We both did and saw that his power registered at 20,000, but I knew it was higher due to the increased gravity. Suddenly, he began to power up and the readings skyrocketed to 400,000. Stryker looked normal, but he was covered in a golden aura, rather than his usual blue and he had a glowing, golden heart levitating above his chest. "I call this, Soul Charge mode."

"Very impressive, I didn't know other races could get so powerful." He powered down and I walked forward.

"Alright, now that we have the main components, let's go make the announcement." The king nodded and sent four different messengers to deliver the news. It took about an hour, but finally, everyone was gathered below the announcement balcony, all silenced by a wave of a hand.

"My people, the time has finally come for us to begin our revolt!" Cheering erupted, but was quickly silenced. "However! We cannot just begin fighting all at once, we need preperation! So, all of us have decided to form three different squadrons, the fighters, the rescuers and the medics! All who choose to fight, shall be trained by Butarega, his sons and the rest of the guard, those who chose to rescue shall be trained by Aspara, and for those who wish to stay behind and help the injured, you shall be taught, by our newcomer sent from earth, Stryker!" He walked up and waved to everyone, who at this point, learned to no underestimate someone because of their size or age.

"Now then, we need to split off in order to prepare for these next few months. All who wish to be healers, head to the medical and research building, that is where you shall be trained. Rescuers, head on over to the agricultural fields. For those who wish to fight on the front lines, head to the training grounds. Dismissed!" I then saw the enormous mass of bodies moving, flying and heading to where they were supposed to go; about a quarter went to be healers, another quarter went to be rescuers, with the rest being fighters. My father put the numbers through and told us how many we needed to train.

"So, at about 15,000 people, among 30 guards and us, that means each should train a squadron of about 455 with some having 454 or less."

"That seems managable. So, where are the battlegrounds? Remember, I'm still new here."

"Just follow your brother and I. We'll show you where." I nodded, and before I took off, I said goodbye and good luck to Stryker. It didn't take long to reach the battlegrounds, and it was clustered with thousands of saiyans, with the royal guard in front of them. We landed and my father began to talk.

"Alright, we're going to split all of you among different groups, each consisting of about 455 of you. Each guard will be assigned a group as well as the three of us. Everyone can pick who they want to train with." The mass of bodies began to split apart into multiple groups, and each guard counted how many were in with their scouter. It took about 15 minutes, but everyone was finally sorted out and ready to train. We each took our training squadrons to different parts of the planet to train.

For the next three months, I made my soldiers train amongst themselves, with a few fighting with me. At the end of each day, the entire squadron was lying on the ground, beaten and gasping for air while I stood amongst them without signs of fatigue. After the daily training, Stryker and his students came to aid the wounded amongst all of the squadrons as training; quite a few were picking up on the healing magic that Stryker had. Day after day, we trained like this, with every day, there were less and less gasping for air. When 3 months passed, Stryker pulled me aside to show the new teleportation device, which he also showed the king.

We walked into the throne room and sitting in the corner was, what looked like a giant metal disk with a glowing blue light on the bottom.

"So, that's the teleportation device?"

"Yep, Sans brought it in not too long ago, now I just gotta wait for Alphys to fire it up back on earth and we'll have a direct connection." As if on cue, there was a whirring noise and a beam of light came from the disk. Once the light faded, I saw, what looked like, 3 bipedal goat things, a male, female and a child. Sans the skeleton, a blue fish lady and a yellow, female dinosaur, thing.

"Hey guys, glad you could make it." Stryker walked up to them, hugged the female goat, ruffled the kid's hair and fist bumped the fish lady.

"We wouldn't miss an oportunity to kick butt!"

"Of course, you wouldn't Undyne. Hey, where's Papyrus?" Sans spoke to him.

"Oh, he's back guarding earth, your training has made him strong enough to fend for himself."

"Cool. Now then, Toriel, Asgore and Asriel, I'm gonna need your guys's help in training the healers since I can only do so much." The goats nodded. He then turned to Undyne and Sans. "The two of you, help Cherik with training his soldiers."

"Got it!"

"Got it!" Then he turned to the dinosaur.

"Alphys, I'm gonna need you to work with the scientists here in order to develop more efficient healing machines, preferably portable ones for when we can't heal and prepare enough food."

"I-I'll try my best."

"So, this is good and all, but I have a question. How are all of you moving around without much effort here?" Undyne spoke up.

"Stryker threw us in this time chamber thingy for about a month to get used to higher gravity, it was intense, but it worked."

"Ok, then. Now, I'm gonna need you two to come with me." Sans and Undyne followed while the rest went with Stryker. With the help of the two monsters, who really knew how to fight, all of our soldiers recieved more agility based training to avoid multiple oncoming attacks.

It was about another 2 months before we knew that the troops were finally ready, each one having a power level of about 30 thousand while Cellio's and mine both climbed to nearly 75 thousand and our father was at 80 thousand. We assembled everyone together, with me, Cellio, my father, Undyne and Sans looking amongst the crowd. I spoke up to everybody.

"Alright, you've all done well these past five months. You're almost ready for combat, but there's just one more thing you need to do. One final challenge." We all powered up, Cellio and I went super, Undyne transformed into what she called her undying form, Sans's left eye went blue and yellow and he summoned his arsenal of bones and blasters, while our father threw a power ball into the air and went great ape, along with everyone else. "Us."

The battlefield exploded with the sounds of combat. Undyne was throwing her spears everyhwere, while at the same time was fighting with them head on. Sans took a more long distance approach, by blasting away and firing multiple bones. Cellio and I were a super saiyan tage team, tearing through the ranks of apes like nothing; blocking hits, throwing entire saiyans and fighting how we normally would. Our father was proving his strength as captain of the royal guard; he was picking up, slamming and blasting other apes like it wasn't much of a big deal. The fight seemed to be going our way, until their training began to kick in. All of them regrouped and began flaying around us, distracting where to fight, we didn't know what was happening until it was too late. All around us were apes, prepareing mouth cannons to fire at us, and against all of them, all we could to was block.

I felt the force of the combined beams, and was really struggling with trying to keep my guard up. I saw that everyone else was struggling too, but nobody could move at all. Once the firing stopped, we all still stood there, barely; our father fell to one knee, Undyne powered down and fell while Sans just was on the ground, panting. Cellio and I were the least damaged, but I still felt pain and could see burn marks among the both of us. I powered down and Cellio did the same; we destroyed the power ball and all the other saiyans reverted back to normal.

"Good job everybody. You're ready. I hope that the others are as well."

"Well, I know that the healers are ready." I looked behind me to see Stryker and his troops up on the hill rise. Everyone came down to help us out, using healing magic to patch our injuries and replenish our strength. Within 10 minutes, all who had fallen were back up and some with newfound strength due to their genetic power boost.

"Thanks Stryker. You're really good at this."

"Ah, it's nothing. Everyone can manifest soul magic if they really wanted too. Seems like you guys are ready for action."

"Yeah, you too."

"Well, you boys showed me that you can train one hell of an army. I'm proud to call you my sons and I know you'll beat Zoltris for our people."

"Thank you father. I'm glad to make you proud." He put his hand on our shoulders and nodded at us.

"Now then. You should tell the king you're ready. He's planning on announcing the attack soon."

"Right. We'll go do that. Actually... Cellio, would you mind spending a few months with me in the time chamber? I have a feeling we'll need more than a 75,000 power level."

"Uh, sure. But what is everyone going to do while we're gone?"

"Don't worry. We'll be gone only a few hours here."

"Oh, right. Well, let's go then." We flew off and went to the teleportation device in the throne room, but only after telling the king we were done and he decided to throw another celebration feast later tonight. We teleported to a lab in a city, which I assumed was Alphys's lab, I then looked at the coordinates on my scouter and knew where to go. We flew for about a minute before reaching the lookout. Kami greeted us and led us through to the time chamber. In the chamber, Cellio and I trained for about 3 more months, increasing our power level to 110,000 for him and 112,000 for me. We walked out of the chamber, our armor was broken and we were quite beaten, but in that time, we also managed to perfect our super saiyan forms to not drain ki at all.

"Alright Cellio, we gotta go. We were in there about 6 hours, so the feast should be starting soon."

"Right. Race ya back." We flew off at breakneck speeds, reaching the lab within 30 seconds and teleporting back to Cauliferon, not even feeling the gravity anymore. We went to our house and changed our armors, it felt weird not wearing my leg armor, but I'll have to get used to it until mine is fixed. We flew to the banquet hall where there was everyone on the planet gathered and ready to eat; Stryker and his monster friends saved some spots for us, so we sat down next to them. A few minutes later, the king appeared on stage and silenced everybody before talking.

"My people, you have all done exceptionally well these past few months and thanks to Cherik and his allies, we've all become much stronger than ever before!" Cheers erupted again. "Now, I just have one order for all of you tonight. Enjoy yourselves to your heart's content, you've all earned it!" With that, the feast and festivities began. The fights were a lot more intense, with multiple Saiyans ganging up on Cellio and I, but our tag team tactics still proved too much; the monsters were fighting as well, especially Undyne who was really getting into it. The night was so much fun that even the king himself joined in on the fights. For the rest of the night, there wasn't a care in the universe, just food, fighting and drinking all night.

A/N: Welp, at the time of writing this, I am sick as hell and coughing up both of my lungs. But, despite my condition, I decided to throw this chapter out because I like you guys. So, by the way, the king looks like Vegeta, but with his super saiyan 4 hair, without the shoulder bangs. Also, for your guys's entertainment, I created my own version of "Make a Man Out of You" and I shall present it right now for all of you. Enjoy.

Let's get down to business, to defeat, Zoltris. Training in my methods, you won't easily miss. You're the strongest bunch I've ever met; but you can bet before we're through. I'll make more, than a man, out of you. Shielding power outside, but true strength within. Once you master surprise, you are sure to win. You're a prideful, strong, determined lot, but you haven't got a clue, just how far, my methods, will take you.

"Oh my god, all my muscles ache."

"Hope that this war doesn't screw me."

"Boy I really hope my friends will be okay."

"What's wrong saiyans, need a break?"

"I think we all could use one."

"Well too bad, keep going anyway."

(Be a man) You must be fast as a lightspeed space pod, with all the force of a great black hole, with all the strength of a dying star bomb, mysterious as the workings of your soul. Time is racing forward, till Zoltris, arrives. Heed my every order, and you will, survive. You seem ready to, engage in war, but wait up, we're so not through. We still have, much more training to do.

(Be a man) You must be fast as a lightspeed space pod, with all the force of a great black hole, with all the strength of a dying star bomb, mysterious as the workings of your soul. (Be a man) We must be fast as a lightspeed space pod, with all the force of a great black hole, with all the strength of a dying star bomb, mysterious as the workings of our soul.