Vegeta and the others landed to find Tien and his companion, along with Yamcha.
"Guess you felt it, too?" Krillin asked as he landed on the ground.
"Yeah, it was pretty huge," Yamcha said.
They gathered together, about thirty yards from where the threat was going to show.
A ship suddenly flew overhead, coming from the east. The ship slowed its speed and landed. The group tensed up, some getting into fighting stances.
Frieza and King Cold, Frieza's father, stepped out of the ship.
"So, this is Earth," King Cold stated in a deep voice.
"Hmm, yes. This planet should be very easy to deal with," Frieza said nasally.
Krillin gasped in surprise. "It's Frieza!"
Damn it, Kakarot. Why didn't you finish him off? Vegeta thought to himself.
Suddenly, another Ki was felt headed straight for the ship at an alarming speed. There was a young male that flew straight toward Frieza and King Cold. He was wearing baggy pants and a jacket, with a sword strapped to his back. His silver hair glinted in the sunlight. The way he held himself was slightly cocky, mirroring that of Vegeta. But his movements were fluid, graceful. Something that Vegeta did not have.
"And who might you be?" King Cold asked in amusement.
"I'm the one who's going to kill you," the young one grinned, grasping the hilt of his sword behind him.
Frieza and King Cold both burst into laughter. Frieza rose into the air, preparing to disintegrate the boy.
The young man let out a roar, his Ki rose over into Super Saiyan. His silver hair was now bright blond and spikey. He used his energy to rapid move right in front of Frieza and sliced him several times with his sword. Frieza fell into pieces, thudding onto the ground.
King Cold gasped, turning to flee back to his ship. The young Saiyan Ki blasted the ship, shattering it into unrepairable pieces. He then put everything he had into a two-handed blast, obliterating King Cold.
The young Saiyan flew over to the group. Everyone tensed up even more.
"I'm going to meet Goku. Are you guys coming?"
Kakarot? Vegeta frowned. How did he know about Kakarot? The young Saiyan flew south. Everyone looked at each other and hesitantly followed.
They all landed about a mile south from where they were. Piccolo stepped forward.
"How do you know Goku?" Piccolo asked.
"I don't really know him. I've heard of him," the young Saiyan said.
"Who told you about him?" Piccolo asked again.
"My parents," the boy said.
"Who are you're parents?" Vegeta demanded, getting tired of the games.
The boy looked startled, but he stood tall. "I'm sorry, but I can't tell you that."
Vegeta scoffed. Was he serious? Did he want to die?
"Where did you come from?" Krillin asked.
"I'm sorry. I can't tell you that, either, " the boy sighed.
"Well, what can you tell us?"
The boy hesitated. "My name is Blizz."
Vegeta was glaring Blizz down, his arms crossed loosely. There was something familiar about the boy. And Vegeta didn't like it.
Soon after, there was another ship that flew overhead. Piccolo and the others could feel Goku's Ki. The ship crashed to the ground, sliding slowly to a stop. The hatch hissed open, Goku popped out.
"Goku!" Krillin shouted and ran towards the ship.
"Hey, guys!" Goku smiled, waving.
Goku hopped down to the ground to join the group. He told them what he had been doing these past couple of months, how he survived planet Namek blowing up. He told them that he explored the universe, came upon an alien race that taught him Instant Transmission.
"That's all great, Kakarot, but we have a problem," Vegeta grumbled.
"Oh? What's up, Vegeta?" Goku asked.
Vegeta gestured toward Blizz sneering. "This one here knew where you were going to land. Do you know him?"
"He also just killed Frieza and his father while Super Saiyan," Piccolo commented.
Goku looked Blizz over, shaking his head, impressed.
"Nope. I've never seen him before."
"Is that right?" Vegeta growled and turned to Blizz menacingly.
"Do I know you, kid?" Goku asked.
"N-no, but my parents told me about you, I actually need to talk to you," Blizz said.
"Don't be ridiculous!" Vegeta scoffed.
"Okay," Goku said.
Vegeta looked at Goku skeptically. Piccolo started to protest.
"Guys, guys!" Goku laughed nervously. "Its alright. I'll be back."
Goku and Blizz flew away from the group, far enough that they wouldn't hear.
"Okay, this is important. Something terrible is going to happen," Blizz said urgently.
"What's going to happen?" Goku asked.
"In four years time, three androids from the Red Ribbon Army will appear northwest of South City at 10am. I'm from the future, and my timeline is at war. Dr. Gero survived the attack and he has building these androids."
"Oh, no," Goku gasped.
"I'm trying to keep it from happening," Blizz pleaded. "You're also going to suffer from a heart virus that'll more than likely kill you before you get the chance to stop them."
"Geez. Okay, I get it. So, we have four years to train and be ready for this. So, you're Saiyan?"
"Oh, well, I'm only half Saiyan."
Goku raised his brows. "Who are your parents?"
Blizz looked back to the group, seeing Vegeta glaring at them. He looked back to Goku.
"You have to swear not to tell anyone. It could change history and I might not even be born," Blizz whispered urgently.
"I swear," Goku urged.
"Okay, Vegeta is my father," Blizz sighed.
"What!?" Goku literally jumped back. Vegeta had a kid? How did that happen?
"Shhh!"
"Vegeta? Who is your mom?"
"I... uh. I don't see her. Do you know someone named Sno?" Blizz asked.
"Hmmm, no, sorry."
"Maybe you haven't met her yet," Blizz muttered.
Piccolo eyes had widened upon hearing Blizz and Goku's conversation. His hearing was much better than the others. Piccolo took a glance at Vegeta, holding his composure. Sno and Vegeta? When does that happen?
Goku and Blizz flew back to the group, after Blizz had given him medicine that should cure his heart virus and Goku and Piccolo relayed the warning. Piccolo was careful to avoid revealing Blizz's identity. The party dispersed, some going to immediately train. Piccolo, Krillin, Goku and Vegeta all headed back to Capsule Corp.
Sno was sitting on the couch in the family room. She was still in her dress from the concert, and she was bouncing her leg impatiently. It had been hours since Vegeta left. Sno hasn't said a word, all she's done is switch between pacing and impatient bouncing. She started to hear voices.
"Oh, Goku!" Bulma cried happily.
Sno jumped up and ran to the front lobby, her bare feet padding against the tile. She turned the bend and saw Piccolo, Krillin, Vegeta and a new face she assumed was Goku.
"Is everyone alright?" Sno demanded, her eyes stern.
"Yes, Sno everyone is okay," Piccolo smiled slightly.
Sno looked at Vegeta expectantly. Vegeta nodded once to her.
The warning is explained to Bulma and Sno. About Blizz and how he was from the future, carefully avoiding that Sno and Vegeta were his parents.
"Blizz," Sno chuckled.
"What?" Bulma asked.
"I like the name. That's the name that I'd like to name my son, if I ever have one," Sno smiled to herself.
Piccolo reared back subtly. It must be true, then.
Piccolo, Goku and Krillin left a little while after that, preparing to train. Bulma head off to the lab, leaving Sno and Vegeta alone.
"I should smack you for the way you left," Sno commented.
Vegeta chuckled, turning to face her, but stopped short when he saw her. She was glaring at him, hands on her hips and tears had welled up in her eyes.
"Why?" he asked. Wrong thing to say.
She stalked over to him and swatted at him. "Because!" He easily dodged it, she swatted at him again. "You had me worried sick!"
Vegeta caught her hand in his, holding it gently. He was so confused. Why was she so upset?
"You don't have to worry about me," Vegeta tried to reason. She really didn't have to.
Sno scoffed and sneered, yanking her hand back. Of course he didn't understand. The thought of losing him had overwhelmed her, making her irritable. She realized what had made her react this way, and stepped back. Vegeta stared at her in confusion, not anger for trying to hit him.
"Ugh!" she groaned and retreated to the family room to retrieve her violin. She then left the building with haste, fearing that anyone would see her tears.