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Dragonball Z

Alter Age

Poor Prince

(Meanwhile)

(Back on Earth)

Launch gave a low groan as her eyes slowly flickered open to the light of the sun beating down on her- and the feeling of violent tremors coursing through the ground. Roused from her momentary state of unconsciousness, the yellow-haired gunslinger took a moment to adjust her eyes and to get feeling back throughout the rest of her body.

When she was finally able to wiggle her toes and fingers, the woman then sat up- casually brushing aside the boulder that'd rolled onto her lap, while at the same time feeling clumps of dirt fall out of her hair. By the time she was up and able to survey her surroundings, she saw that she was currently lying in a field of rubble and rocks, surrounded by rocky tors and plateaus. Though it took her several seconds of wondering to figure out how she got there, she then remembered exactly what'd transpired prior to her lapse of consciousness.

"Damn…" the woman thought when she looked towards the massive crater that'd previously been the mountain she'd been sniping from. Having acquired a decent enough position away from the battlefield to unload several ki-powered bullets at their Saiyan targets, Launch then remembered moving when she felt the short Saiyan's energy spike like crazy, seconds before the platform she was on became incinerated by a ball of white fire. "Good thing I got the hell out of the way when I did, otherwise I'd be a goner right now."

"You can say that again," a familiar voice from above chimed in, prompting the woman in the spandex shorts, singlet, and leather jacket to snap her attention to her right.

When Launch followed the green pant legs standing nearby up to their owner, she saw the familiar face of the three-eyed Tien staring down at her- along with his companion Chiaotzu hovering beside his shoulder. The instant her gaze met his, the bald martial artist cracked a smile.

"Hey. Are you okay?" Tien asked, reaching down and offering a hand to the blonde. "That was a close one, huh?"

Wincing a little bit at the headache that came back at her, Launch took the man's offering and allowed herself to get hoisted to her feet. "Y-Yeah. It sure as hell felt like it…"

Releasing her wrist when she was up, Tien took a step back and looked her over, at the same time Chiaotzu leaned forward and remarked on Launch's current state of miraculously aliveness. "Looks like you took a really bad dive off that cliff, Launch. Did one of those jerk Saiyans take a shot at you?"

The blonde scoffed at this as she glared at her arms. "Fuck yeah, they did."

A serious look came over Tien's face. "Which one?"

"The short one. Bastard fired a bang blast at me out of nowhere. It was freakin' fast," Launch answered. Dusting herself down and stretching her back- at the same time feeling her muscles pop one after the other- the woman then glared across the valley in the direction she guessed the attack had come from. "I suppressed my power level and positioned myself out of range so that their scouters wouldn't pick me up, just as we planned. But the prick was still able to home in on me despite having his unit off."

"He's that good, huh?" Tien mouthed, before then glancing in the direction he and the others could feel the battle going on. "Wow. Raditz wasn't kidding when he said his teammates were stronger than he was."

"I don't think strong quite covers it," Launch replied, clenching her fists as her face steeled from the sensations she was currently picking up. When she saw a bright flash take place in the distance, followed by a cloud of smoke and fire bursting into the air, the blonde fighter felt her nose crinkle. "While the big one is tough, the little one is in an entirely different league of his own. Out of the two of them, he's definitely the most dangerous." After a few moments of consideration, the woman then looked back at Tien worriedly. "We may have trained our asses off these last eleven months, but even now I don't think we can beat him."

Processing this, Tien then smiled down at his companion. "Well, we have to at least try, right?" When he saw the blonde smirk back before reaching into her pocket for a capsule, the man then clenched his fists and raised them to his sides in a battle-ready pose. "So… you ready to do this?" he asked while looking between his two friends.

Chiaotzu, appearing just as pumped as he was, also clenched his fists. "Yeah!"

Popping the capsule with her thumb and causing a puff of smoke to explode in her hands, a black FN-SCAR (Special Forces Combat Assault Rifle) was then promptly deposited into Launch's grip- complete with two extra magazines attached to the side of the rifle's butt. Cracking the one already present and checking the rounds, Launch then rammed it back into the weapon and cocked it with a loud snap. It was an action accompanied by her weapon lighting up with a golden shimmer as she channeled ki through it to enhance its firing capabilities.

She then smirked back at Tien. "Locked and loaded."

The martial artist then grinned at her. "Then let's go." Powering up with a burst of white ki erupting around him, both he and Chiaotzu then took off in a blast of wind. Launch followed suit by also surrounding herself in energy and taking to the sky after them, their forms leaving a trail of white vapor behind them as they arced over the mountain ranges and towards the battlefield.

When the trio eventually came within sight of the front, they discovered a once pristine mountain landscape, which stretched from one end of the horizon to the other, had been effectively reduced to a field of smoking rubble and upturned earth. The ground, which had previously been covered in a thick layer of healthy soil and grass, was scorched black from multiple firebombs and explosions. The plateaus and tors, which dotted the area and provided a haven for both fauna and flora alike, had all been transformed into enormous piles of rock and stone. And the sky, which had earlier been calm and clear, was now choked with swirling clouds of smoke and embers, all of which were still gushing out of dozens of freshly formed craters punched into the region's surface.

And as for the cause of all this mayhem and destruction, they were still fighting it out in that area and trying to murder one another with everything in their arsenal.

Veins pulsing all over his engorged body, Nappa- now sporting partial remains of his body armor- allowed golden bolts of electricity to shoot out from his body as a scream of rage tore from his throat. Energy levels skyrocketing and ground shaking beneath his feet, the bald warrior concentrated all his power into his right hand as his aura sparked and crackled around him in a storm of rage.

Then, upon seeing his enraged opponent assume a defensive stance, the hulking, burly Saiyan male snarled through clenched teeth, before swiftly extending the index and middle fingers of his trembling limb. "Bakuhatsuha!" (Volcanic Explosion) Nappa screamed, before swinging his arm upward and jabbing his fingers toward the sky. What followed a split second later was a flash of blinding light and a deafening blast, as an eruption of flames suddenly engulfed Raditz from the ground and sent a plume of fiery smoke gushing into the sky.

With the landscape in front of him being effectively split in half and incinerated by the veritable nuclear bomb that parted the clouds above, the bruised and battle-damaged Nappa then sprang high into the air just in time to avoid the oncoming shockwave and updraft. Glaring down as he watched the results of his attack cause the ground to implode and form a gaping, five-hundred-meter fissure within the area of effect- dragging a couple of tors into the bowels of the earth as the plates gave out- the bald warrior then blinked when he spotted a second flash of light occur from the dust, before a pair of golden beams suddenly shot up at him and struck him flush in the body.

Managing to cross his arms over his face in time, Nappa gave out a shout of pain when the twin blasts swallowed him up and detonated, causing him to lurch back as his skin was effectively scorched from the attack going off in front of him. When he lowered his arms and peered down in pain, the officer balked when he saw Raditz- still alive and appearing unfazed- rocketing up at him from the blanket of clouds.

With a yell, the long-haired Saiyan drove a fist across the bald fighter's face, smashing his skull to the side, before repeating this with several more blows. After hammering away at the stunned Nappa with crushing hooks, Raditz then prepared to follow up a kick, only to get smashed in the face by a punch from his former companion, who growled at him through a blood mouth and a crushed nose.

"You think you're stronger than me, little Raditz?! Me? The elite commander of the Saiyan army?!" Nappa barked, hitting the warrior a couple more times with hooks and preparing yet another. "Ha! I'll show you who's stronger, you upstart, low-level reject!" With a scream, the man threw yet another very telegraphed straight towards his opponent's face.

Raditz, despite getting hit so many times, promptly recovered and parried the larger warrior's punch like it was no big deal. The instant he did, the steeled-jawed, spiky haired fighter roared and powered forward, tackling Nappa in the stomach and effectively knocking the beefy man out of the sky. The pair screamed as they barreled towards the earth, with Kakarot's older brother managing to slam his larger counterpart right into the valley's face and form a new crater in the planet's surface. After the two of them sank into the ground, Raditz- keeping Nappa pinned at the bottom of the hole- grabbed the Saiyan by the ear and started burying his knuckles into the man's face over and over in a very MMA inspired beatdown. All the while the startled Saiyan commander attempted to guard against the rain of blows with everything he was worth.

As Raditz proceeded to beat his former ally upside his bald head and rearrange his mug, the rest of the Z-fighters were currently in the process of keeping a very pissed-off Vegeta occupied and out of reach of his companion.

The prince, having to contend with several mid-tier adversaries coming at him simultaneously from multiple directions, was having a surprisingly hard time dealing with not only the Z-fighters' numbers, but the sheer variety of unorthodox moves and attacks they were continuously dishing out at him.

Though the repeated volleys of energy bullets from Krillin and the unusual tracking shots thrown by Yamcha were something the Saiyan ruler was used to dealing with from regular enemies, it was the attacks unleashed by Chi-Chi and Piccolo that were proving to be the most startling and difficult for Vegeta to handle.

On top of the vast arsenal of energy waves that the Namekian had at his disposal- including eye beams, mouth lasers, electrical gust attacks, exploding energy waves, and the incredibly deadly and highly destructive drill beam that he fired whenever an opportunity arose- the man was also an incredibly skilled martial artist and strategist. The guy would always fight at a distance, using various hit and run tactics to keep the prince on his toes, while at the same time exploiting every single opening the Saiyan left in his defenses. And aside from being able to slice into his skin with his claws, the guy could also extend his reach to a ridiculous distance by stretching his arms and his legs as if they were made of elastic.

Getting caught the first time by the man's hand was something Vegeta made sure to keep watch for and further filled the prince with all kinds of frustrations, since he had no idea when Piccolo would come at him with those moves.

Then there was Goku's wife. Now, of all the opponents the Saiyan leader had come across in his years of plundering and ravaging planets, fighting against armed opponents that could do actual, serious damage was something he rarely ever came across. The tools that Chi-Chi had in her possession were not only unusual by alien standards, but also didn't seem to follow any logic or consistency in their use. The Bansho Fan in particular, was not only capable of completely nullifying and redirecting energy attacks thrown at the user, it could also launch high pressure wind attacks with barely any movement, and fire powerful gales with the force of a hurricane behind every swing. The fact that she was also a very trained and capable martial artist, and was wielding the damn thing like a sword, also made striking at her incredibly perilous, as she would constantly knock Vegeta away with a powerful shockwave.

And this wasn't even counting the hardy, magical, indestructible, red Nyoibō (Power Pole/Staff That Obeys One's Will) that she was also carrying on her back.

After batting away a vicious onslaught of golden ki blasts fired by Krillin and promptly returning them with a beam of his own- forcing the bald fighter to dodge to avoid getting hit- a slightly burnt and annoyed Vegeta growled through his teeth before launching himself across the battlefield towards Chi-Chi. The woman, having moved to a far enough distance to allow her friends a chance to attack, then took up a defensive position with her Bansho fan when she spotted the prince flying toward her at high speed.

On his way across the sky, the Saiyan warrior blocked a charging punch from Yamcha, smashing the human warrior away with his arm, before then rocketing towards Kakarot's mate. With the other fighters shaken off or winded, the flame haired warrior gave a loud yell as he unleashed a ki-enhanced punch at the waiting female.

"RAAAGH! TAKE THIS!" the prince roared, his fist cutting through the air at blinding speed.

Reacting quickly, the battered Chi-Chi swung her Bansho fan around her arm and held it up like a shield, catching the glowing fist before it could make contact. While ordinarily this attack would've either impaled her or completely cracked through her defenses, the moment the glowing knuckles rammed into the banana fan's flappy surface, the green and red weapon warped under the blow for a split second, before suddenly deflecting the shockwave generated by the punch back at the prince.

The kickback of the sonic boom that reverberated off the fan knocked Vegeta away with a start- the man blinking in alarm when his shoulder was almost dislocated. Staggering across the sky, the prince gripped his wrist tightly, quickly suppressing the tremors that ran up said limb, before clenching his teeth and darting at Chi-Chi again.

"HRAAAGH!"

Dodging the prince when he lashed out at her with a normal punch, the woman then attempted to take a swing at him in direct retaliation, only to get hit herself when Vegeta spun around and struck her with a backfist. Getting cracked across the body by the Saiyan's arm caused a loud bang to ring out, as well as drawing a cry from Chi-Chi as she was knocked out of the air. Before Vegeta could capitalize on his advantage and chase after the wounded female, he suddenly felt his body jerk to an abrupt stop when something hard yanked on his hip.

Snapping his eyes over his cracked shoulder guard to see what'd halted him, Vegeta immediately spotted Yamcha floating directly behind him with his large, bruised hands firmly wrapped around his tail. Apparently, the wily Z-fighter had managed to recover from his last attack to dart in and snag the prince's extremity while the guy wasn't looking- obviously trying to take advantage of the Saiyan's main weakness. However, when Yamcha saw Vegeta turn around and glare at him with a wide-eyed, murderous stare, the human warrior quickly realized that what he'd just done was not an effective tactic.

Noticing the prince was still mobile and shooting daggers at him for disrupting his rhythm, the bruised and bleeding Yamcha blinked momentarily in alarm before reacting. "Oh, crap!" The scarred warrior with the thick mane of jet-black hair then speedily jumped away to avoid the hook thrown at him by Vegeta- who promptly followed up by drawing back his other hand and charging a ball of crackling, golden ki above his palm.

Vegeta snarled when he placed the panicking Yamcha squarely in his crosshairs. "You're a dead man!" the prince barked, his arm swinging forward to deliver the killing shot.

Just before his energy attack could leave his hand however, a sharp and unexpected bolt of pain shot through his face, followed immediately by a loud crack of a gunshot ringing out when a fist came flying out of nowhere to clock him across the jaw. Effectively knocked out of his movement and sent across the sky a few feet, the stunned Vegeta then looked around to see the green fist that'd hit him retract with the arm that'd thrown the sneak attack. Reeling back along the twenty-meter stretch of appendage at high speed, the prince then spotted its owner, Piccolo, come diving down at him from above in a blazing fury.

Letting out a mighty bellow, the Namekian took a swing down at the surprised Vegeta, attempting to nail the man with a chopping right. His downward punch however missed when his Saiyan target promptly leapt back in retreat, avoiding the blow. The moment the prince flew back, Piccolo's gaze snapped upwards, which was instantly followed by a flash of white light as two, very narrow beams shot out of his eyes towards the escaping Vegeta.

"What?!" Reacting in alarm, the prince swung one arm up and attempted to block it, only to get struck in the forearm at an awkward angle. The flash of pain that shot through Vegeta's limb was accompanied by part of his glove and spandex sleeve getting incinerated as the Namekian's eye lasers bounced off his limb while scorching him at the same time. "Argh! Bastard!"

The moment they heard the warrior's yelp of pain, both Piccolo and Yamcha then darted forward to engage him, the human fighter reaching Vegeta first and swinging his arms towards him in his signature flurry of hand attacks. "Rōgafūfūken!"(Wolf Fang Fist) the martial artist shouted, before unleashing a storm of slicing punches, kicks and palm strikes towards the shorter fighter.

Hurriedly deflecting and blocking the first wave of attacks, the pained Vegeta retreated slightly under the storm of hits. Though he managed to avoid and parry the first wave, the wily Z-warrior managed to crack him across the face with a kick, which stunned the prince momentarily. However, when Yamcha prepared to finish with the signature double-claw strike to knock the Saiyan back, Vegeta managed to bolt forward and hit the human fighter in the chest with a swift elbow strike- smashing Yamcha away and effectively fending off the nuisance.

The prince then barely had enough time to block the diagonal chop thrown at him from the other flank by Piccolo- catching the blow against his forearm before countering with a swiftly charged ki blast to the Namekian's stomach. Vegeta gave a roar as he sent the green warrior flying back from the explosion that occurred, watching the Namekian skid several yards through the air while trailing smoke from his burnt gi, before eventually coming to a smoldering halt.

The prince then prepared to give pursuit to the green warrior and take him out- thus removing the warrior from the battlefield. But just as he was about to bolt forward, Vegeta moved back sharply when a grouping of tiny golden beams suddenly shot past him. When his eyes snapped in the direction they'd come from, the infuriated prince spotted a still miraculously alive Launch diving at him from the side, assault rifle leveled at him and unleashing a hail of deadly bullets.

The woman let out a valiant war cry as she blazed across the sky, unleashing a stream of ki enhanced projectiles at the warrior faster than ordinary blasts. The prince was quickly put on the defensive- the invader attempting to block the barrage with his hands by smacking them away as best as he could. But due to the high rate of fire and the speed of the bullets launched by the assault rifle, Vegeta could only deflect the first wave before his limbs and shoulders ended up getting clipped by several rounds cutting across his skin and drawing blood.

"Agh! Ow Gragh!" Vegeta yelped, feeling his shoulder take a hit as a hole was effectively drilled into his flesh. Crossing his arms over and protecting his face, the prince watched as Launch circled him and unleashed several more rounds upon his stationary form, before promptly speed-loading her weapon and opening fire once again. "YOU DAMN BITCH! AAAGH!" Just as he was getting his curse out, the prince's body lurched forward when another blast unexpectedly exploded against his back, which prompted him to look behind him. There, he spotted Tien and Chiaotzu flying towards him from behind, their fingers extended and unleashing a hail of dense energy bullets upon him. "Where the fuck are you insects coming from?!"

From there, Launch, Tien and Chiaotzu proceeded to fly circles around Vegeta, unleashing energy bullet after energy bullet against the Saiyan while he floated there attempting to shield himself against the onslaught. A look of desperation came upon Vegeta's face as his eyes darted from left to right, feeling the bullets detonate against him repeatedly, while the metal ones cut into his flesh. Though he was managing to protect his vital from attack, due to the continuous barrage of rounds being hammered into him, it was only a matter of time before one of them found their mark.

"I underestimated these earthlings. They were a lot more prepared than I thought. Raditz must have told them how Nappa and I fought, as well as how to counter us- that conniving, cowardly bastard," Vegeta thought, wincing when he felt even more blasts begin raining down on him as the injured Piccolo, Yamcha and Krillin flew in, and began laying into the prince with their own beams. Every single one of them remained in motion and circled the stationary Saiyan, chipping away at him with round after round of punishing energy spheres. As they detonated against Vegeta's armor and began whittling it down, to the point that not only did his back become exposed, but one of his shoulder plates was smashed off, and an entire legging on his spandex was incinerated. "Damn it. Damn it. Damn it! That does it! I'm not going to be taken down by a bunch of wretched weaklings from a backward planet! I'm the Prince of all Saiyans! The most elite of my class! Destined to become the greatest warrior in the universe! AND I REFUSE TO HAVE MY REPUTATION SULLIED BY THIS WORTHLESS TRASH!"

Clenching his eyes shut as he allowed his rage to fuel him, Vegeta took several deep breaths and concentrated on the moment. Then, as the group of Z-fighters continued to hammer him from a distance and Chi-Chi also joined in the fray, the prince- overcome with pain and frustration- snapped his bloodshot eyes open before throwing his arms out. "HRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!" His primal scream was accompanied by a flashing of blinding light, as the man expelled a wave of energy from his entire body and sent the blast ripping through the sky in a sphere.

The circling Z-fighters all flinched under the blast of light and promptly retreated, backing out of range of the explosion of blinding white energy that threatened to incinerate them. With most of them shielding their faces, the group was unable to see the battered and seething Vegeta rocketing out of the blast's epicenter and towards Piccolo.

The Namekian balked when he saw the prince tearing towards him, the prince cocking his arm back as his purple aura exploded around him. "Oh, shit!" the green fighter cursed, crossing his arms over to block the coming punch. However, due to the speed and power Vegeta had over him, Piccolo only had enough time to brace himself before the Saiyan smashing right into him with a devastating haymaker.

What followed by a loud squelch and a spray of purple blood, as Vegeta's punch went straight through Piccolo's guard and tore his right arm off at the collar bone. In the most spectacular display of gore ever witnessed by the heroes, the Namekian's right arm and shoulder went flying off, as almost his entire right side was blown off by the prince's charging attack.

Piccolo- despite moving to the side at the last moment to stop the attack from hitting any vitals- floated there with a stunned look on his face as blood gushed out of his open side.

A bloodthirsty grin crossed Vegeta's face as he glanced behind him at the cloud of blood he left hanging in the air. "One down!"

The Z-fighters stared in shock, their jaws slack as they watched their comrade's body drop out of the sky and plummet towards the planet. It was Krillin who inevitably broke the silence. "PICCOLO! NO!"

Launch, being the first to respond, promptly raised her rifle and let loose a burst of bullets towards Vegeta's glowing form, only to see him dart to the side and begin shooting across the sky towards another of her compatriots. "Fuck! He's too quick!"

Ignoring the bullets attempting to snipe him, the enraged Vegeta took aim at Yamcha, who he saw was drifting off and away from the pack. "You're next, scar face!"

The human warrior stiffened and braced themselves, taking a stance in preparation for the blow to come. However, the instant Vegeta came within reach of him and split second later and began throwing his punch, the prince suddenly halted in midair when an invisible force unexpectedly slammed down upon him. Jerking to a stop midflight, the flame-haired warrior sheathed in the purple aura blinked when he found himself frozen in mid punch and unable to move. Clenching his teeth, the man growled as he struggled to track down who was holding him in place.

Black eyes darting to the left and around him, he then spotted to tiny, white Z-fighter Chiaotzu floating at a distance- both hands extended towards him, a strained look on his face, and a light blue aura wafting off his body. The diminutive fighter groaned as he clenched his hands against the air to focus all his effort and energy on the now frozen Vegeta, who he'd managed to catch with his telekinesis.

Being the overconfident, straight-lined fighter that he was, being confronted by a psychic on this planet was something Vegeta never anticipated. "Y-You!"

"I'm not…" Chiaotzu growled as sweat broke out on his intense face, "letting you… hurt… another one… of my friends!"

Snarling as his body twitched in place and his aura fluctuated, the prince attempted to fight his way out of the invisible binds. But try as he might, he just couldn't.

Yamcha, taking advantage of the man's inability to move, clenched his feet and darted forward, along with Tien and Chi-Chi. Flying at the suspended Saiyan from three different directions, the human fighters began walloping the prince with barrages of punches and kicks, beating him with strings of relentless blows that knocked his head and body around like a pinata. Several of Tien's punches managed to draw blood from Vegeta's mouth as he hit him with several deadly hooks, almost causing the trapped warrior to black out as he was unable to block or even move out of reach of their assault.

"Yah! Yah! Yah!" Yamcha shouted, hitting Vegeta across the face with a couple of jabs, before then grabbing the man by his hair and driving a hook into his nose, crushing it. "HAYAAH! TAKE THIS, YOU CREEP!"

After getting hit by punches and then kicked in the stomach by Chi-Chi, the elite fighter had just about had enough. "ARGH! GAH! AUGH! OW! FUCK! KNOCK… AGH… IT… GAH… OFF… AUGH!" Vegeta snarled, quickly opening his left hand amidst the rain of blows and speedily sending all of his energy into his palm.

Noticing what Vegeta was doing as Tien, Chi-Chi and Yamcha continued to lay the abuse on the trapped Saiyan, Krillin recoiled before shouting in warning. "HEY! WATCH OUT!"

With a grunt of effort, the Saiyan Prince unleashed a blinding flash of energy- scattering its beams to strike all three fighters at the same time. The human warriors beating up the prince were all knocked away- their bodies getting scorched by his flash bang. The light also temporarily blinded everyone in range, causing Chiaotzu to flinch and lose his grip over his telekinetic net.

Vegeta, breaking free of the little fighter's ability, powered up again and rushed towards the nearest fighter in his sight- Chi-Chi. Being one of the more troublesome Z-fighters, the prince made a B-line for her, drawing her attention and causing her to recoil in alarm.

"YOU'RE MINE, WRETCH!" the prince bellowed, his right hand opening up and preparing to run her through.

Expecting Vegeta to retaliate, the raven-haired beauty promptly drew Goku's Power Pole from her back and propped it in front of her with both hands. Taking aim with the end, the woman then quickly uttered the magic words to unlock the staff's hidden ability and struck. "POWER POLE EXTEND!" she shouted, a split second before the red shaft shot towards the approaching Vegeta.

The staff suddenly extending in size was something the prince certainly wasn't expecting to happen, as the magical weapon hit him square in the torso, knocked the wind out of his lungs, and sent him flying back as it literally pushed him out of the sky. The short fighter could only cry out in surprise as his body was sent barreling towards the planet below, seconds before his body slammed into a field of boulders and sent a cloud of dust belching into the air.

The second Chi-Chi saw Vegeta slam into the ground, the woman promptly retracted the staff- reducing its size in an instant- and promptly sheathed it onto her back.

"Eat that, you jerk!" the woman called out, her expression twisted in anger and focus.

Taking advantage of the Saiyan Prince being downed, Chi-Chi, Krillin, Chiaotzu, and Yamcha swept in over the crash site. As smoke was still bellowing into the air, all four of them drew their hands back, rapidly gathered ki into their palms, before simultaneously firing blasts down at where their opponent had been slammed- with the two students of Master Roshi unleashing Kamehamehas, Chiaotzu firing a Psychic Attack, and Chi-Chi unleashing a laser from her forehead.

The combination of beams rocketed towards the ground at blinding speed, before impacting the boulder field and detonating with colossal force. A massive, dome-shaped explosion ruptured the countryside and sent shockwaves tearing across the sky, ruffling the gi of the two bruised and bleeding human fighters, and causing an equally injured Chi-Chi to narrow her eyes on the area of effect. Surely with their combined assault they must've put a bit more damage on the Saiyan Prince, otherwise they were all going to be in a lot of trouble.

Fortunately, they didn't have to wait too long for a result. Seconds after seeing the golden dome of their joint attacks fade away, leaving a large, smoldering crater behind, the group of planetary defenders then spotted the diminutive form of their dangerous opponent kneeling in the center of the fissure. With fumes wafting off his scorched bruised, and burnt body, his armor cracked in multiple places, and his spandex also torn- revealing multiple cuts and burns on his person- the winded Vegeta wobbled momentarily as he quickly righted himself on the ground. After taking a deep breath, he then shot a glare up at the sky and growled through his teeth.

"That does it. I'm fed up with all these stupid games. Everyone on this mudball of a planet… all of you pathetic fools… you're all dead…" Vegeta hissed.

Krillin, hearing this, winced in a fearful manner. "Uhh… I think we may have made him a little mad."

A scoff came from Launch as she pulled up alongside them. "Heh. So what? Are we supposed to be scared just because this arrogant prick's about to throw a hissy fit?"

Yamcha, able to hear what was being discussed, chuckled nervously. "Well… I mean… he did just take out one of us."

"Who? Piccolo?" Launch asked while glancing across at her compatriot, before then promptly looking back down at the seething Saiyan warrior. "Ah, the green man will be alright. You'll see." Upon sensing Yamcha look across at her in mild surprise, the blonde gunwoman raised her rifle and took aim down the crosshairs. "Don't let this guy's temper tantrums intimidate you. He may be strong and fast, but we have the numbers and the skill to deal with it. If we work together and keep up the pressure, I think we have a very good shot of taking him down."

Vegeta, able to hear them clearly from the ground, spat the blood out of his mouth before shooting the group a deathly glare. "Please. Do you honestly think that a group of fools like you with power levels averaging a measly eight thousand apiece, will be enough to stop me? The Prince of all Saiyans and the strongest of my race? Well, think again!" The man then cocked a hand in front of him, focused his energy into his palm, and began charging an energy attack. "Just you watch. I'll become the mighty Oozaru… and crush all of you weaklings into dust! I'll show you the power of a true Saiyan warrior!"

Zipping in front of them and positioning himself directly over where Vegeta was standing and charging his attack, Tien- his three eyes locked on the ground and hands already slammed together- allowed a current of gold lightning to shoot down his arms. "And let me show you how many fucks I give about your Saiyan power," the human said, before promptly forming a diamond shape between his hands and zooming in on the fallen prince through the gap. Expression steeling as veins pulsed over his skull, Tien snarled. "KI-KO-HOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" (Spirit Cultivation Gun)

A blinding flash of white light then filled the sky as an orange beam of intense energy rocketed down towards Vegeta at such a rate, it caused the man's shadow to stretch and spin around him as the man's attack plummeted in his direction. At first the prince didn't think much of Tien's approaching blast, and continued to concentrate energy into the sphere he planned on using to create an artificial moon…

"Ha! Now that's just adora-oh MY GOOOOOOOOOD!"

That was until the attack came close enough that Vegeta felt the skin on his face start to crackle, a split second before his entire body became engulfed in an orange pillar of light. His scream was drowned out by the howl of Tien's energy blast, as the entire field around the Saiyan Prince covering an area of three-hundred square meters was effectively incinerated by the man's geometrically perfect blast.

After feeling his body get set alight inside the torrent of energy, Vegeta felt the ground vanish under him as he was sent tumbling down into the planet. His body was hammered by rubble as he was sent hurtling through Tien's attack, who continued letting loose the strongest 'fuck you' blast the Saiyan had been hit with in a long time.

As the ground caved in around the site of the attack, many yards away Piccolo- who'd dropped out of the sky after having his entire right arm blown off- shakily stood up while gripping his bloody, mangled right side. Narrowing his eyes on the spot where Vegeta had previously been standing, the green warrior clenched his teeth as he then began focusing his efforts on repairing the damages left behind by the Saiyan Prince.

"Damn… he's able to withstand all of that?" the Namekian thought, able to sense the prince through the shockwaves after Tien finally finished feeding ki into his most powerful attack. Sweat breaking out on his face, the wounded warrior let out a groan. "Hurry up, Goku. We've managed well without you so far, but I don't think we'll be able to hold him back for much longer…"

OOO

While all this chaos was going on and the planet earth was being torn a new one, the groups of Z-fighters were unaware of a lone audience member watching the group from afar. As the smoke belched out of the square-shaped crater formed by Tien's ki attack, a tiny, green little robot the size of a fly was currently hovering out of range of the shockwaves- its tiny claws it used as syringes shifting as its eyes twinkled with tiny, electronic lights.

Buzzing as it hovered in place, the insect-sized, mobile camera with the Red Ribbon Army label shifted its focus from the crater to the Z-fighters above- all of whom it began to assess with the intent of any highly advanced scanner.

As for the owner of this electronic critter, they were currently poised well outside of range of the battlefield.

Sitting on the edge of a cliff, far enough away from the mountain valley to see the flash of Tien's Kikoho in the distance, a young woman sat in a relaxed and cheerful manner. Appearing as a seemingly ordinary woman of twenty years of age, with a gorgeous, perfectly symmetrical face, sharp eyes, curvaceous build, long, bushy auburn hair, and wearing a red and blue sleeveless short dress, opaque black tights and arm sleeves, red and blue heeled boots, hooped earrings, black square-rimmed glasses, and a white lab coat, the stranger sat back on the cliff and enjoyed the view in front of her.

Humming to herself as she reached into the packet next to her and pulled out a macaron, the woman took a loving bite out of it as she watched the screen of the laptop sitting on her legs, which was currently playing a shot-for-shot battle between the two Saiyan invaders and the Z-fighters.

Upon seeing Vegeta get blasted by Goku's former rival Tien, the woman with long, curly hair gave a giggle as her blue eyes flickered with enjoyment.

"Goku's friends have certainly gotten stronger since the last tournament," she chirped to herself while continuing to enjoy the macaron she was eating. Moving her finger over her laptop's pad and moving the camera around to where Raditz was beating the stuffing out of Nappa, the female scientist with the Red Ribbon Army insignia on her coat's sleeve felt her smile tug even wider. "How exciting. I bet we'll be able to make good use out of this material."

TO BE CONTINUED…

Author's Note: Since everyone knows what Gero was up to leading towards the Android Saga, I wanted to take this opportunity and add another special addition I truly loved to the R&R subplot that took place during the Saiyan and Namek Saga.

Oh yeah, and let's not forget Vegeta and Nappa are getting the stuffing kicked out of him. Vegeta is now in the seat that Nappa was in when his comrade fought the Z-fighters in the original series, only this time the Z-fighters are taking advantage of their knowledge of the Saiyan's tactics and their abilities to properly lay the smackdown on them, and give Goku enough time to make it to save his friends.

However, given how strong Vegeta is, people are still going to get very hurt. Case in point, Piccolo having an entire chunk of his body taken out.

OOO

(Power level Update)

Saiyans:

Vegeta: 18,000

Nappa: 4,000 (7,500 to 8,000 maximum)

Saibamen: 1,200 (each)

Z-fighters:

Piccolo: 8,000 to 10,000

Krillin: 5,000 to 6,000

Chi-Chi: 6,000 to 7,000

Yamcha: 6,000

Tien: 8,000 to 9,000

Chiaotzu: 3,000

Launch: 5,000 to 6,000

Raditz: 8,000 to 10,000