Alone

Author's note: 1) Sorry for the big wait, it was not because I gave up on the story, it was because I'm in the army and I don't have much time to write.

Also for what was like for two months I lost contact with my editor so it contributed to that.

But don't worry, now that I'm more settled in the army I can manage my time better and I can dish out every two weeks a new chapter for you guys, also my editor and I can communicate again, so more polish for the chapters.

Friz: is the money under Frieza's side of the empire, just so you know.

And since 6/3/15 I'm officially am 20 years old, so yay for me.

-Raditz's room, 7:48 pm—

After Gohan's episode, everybody took a spot in the house. Fasha, Burgos and Shugesh sat on Raditz's bad, while Bardock and Toma were standing near the door talking between themselves. Gohan still lying in the middle of the room white as a ghost, and beside him stood the very pregnant Gina and her distressed son.

"Mother, did I do something wrong? Cousin just gave one look at me and he started to scream," said the confused and hurt Raditz, as until now he thought it would be fun to know a new family member.

"No, no, it wasn't you, he must be just shocked to wake up here. Raditz, you must understand, that after what he must have been through, he may be just disoriented and confused. I'm sure that when he wakes up he will be happy to get to know you, so turn that frown upside down, because there is nothing to worry about," Gina said to the teary eyed Raditz, as he started to believe her words, and smile again.

"I hope," Gina thought, as she still was in inner turmoil herself, from Gohan's reaction, trying with all her heart to believe her own words. "Just why did he act like that, what happened to him?" she was stuck in her own thoughts until a little hand was tugging at her shirt, she looked down at her beaming son, shaking her head, "now it's not the time to think about it"

"Mom, can we visit the training center today? I want to show you my progress," asked Raditz as he took his mother's hand with his, and started to jump in place, wanting nothing more than to make his parents proud of the saiyan warrior he is becoming.

"Well I don't see a reason not to, just wait a second as I gather some stuff, for the trip", said Gina, as she went to the kitchen to gather food and beverages for their trip, while Bardock and his friend Toma discussed the recent happenings.

"So from whom do you think he got the fainting from? Never saw you as the fainting type," said Toma, as their friends in the back started to laugh from imagining Bardock fainting in the middle of a fight.

Shugesh started to speak between his tear inducing laughter "Hahahahah, Bardock a fainter, I can see it now as people around the galaxy shaking in their boots, and shouting," he took a deep breath and put on a terrified face as he started to say, "Oh no, it's Bardock the fainting דnake, please is there anyone out there that can save us from the fainting one?"

As everybody continued their laughter at the increasingly furious Bardock, Gina returned with a bag filled with food and cold beverages, and with a smile that strachd from ear to ear, Raditz started to levitate with his mother and fly in a moderate pace to the third class training center.

-Third class training center, 8:32 PM-

Near the borders of civilization and the wild, stood a near empty field, it was the third class training center, or what the saiyans like to call "The Slacker Field", unlike the field's first, and second class counterparts, the center was not located at a high building, it was just an open field with straw dummies with bulls eyes scattered randomly, it had benches with tables and a small tent with first aid.

"Why should the third class need to train anyway? They will most likely die on their first mission," were the words of the king of the saiyans after the Tuffles destruction, from the start the third class were seen as a liability that would do nothing more than shame the rest of the saiyan race, that's how the saiyans viewed their brethren, that the only mistake they made was to be born with a below average for a saiyan power level.

Usually you will almost never see saiyans training here, if in the off chance you see, it will be most likely little children, that spend their time playing and most of the time training. The adults usually get their training from their off world missions.

As Raditz and Gina landed on the ground, scorched and dead by the blazing sun, Gina started to place their bag on one of the benches, as Raditz started to stretch, preparing for his workout, "Now let's see, where did I put my scouter?" said Gina as she started to search for her eye piece, "Here it is!" said the ever perky sayian, as her son ended his stretches.

Raditz started to get into his pace, as he started to jab at speeds that the human eye cannot follow, every punch left behind a sound that one could easily mistake for a gunshot, his mother watched as he shadow sparred, most likely against one of his father's past opponents that he heard in stories before bed, "Raditz! Give more weight behind those punches, and spread your legs more, for better balance" his mother coached him, as he moved faster and faster.

Little Raditz moved faster and faster, feeling the strain on his muscles, he could hear his little heart beating as he upped his game and started to do more complicated combos of punches and kicks, as he concentrated on his attack he never noticed that from sheer intensity he started to float in place as his legs continued to move like he was still grounded to the red ground of his planet.

Gina could only watch with pride and joy, as her first born shouted with every kick, punch, punch, kick and uppercut, "now let's see, if I remember correctly last time Raditz's power level was placed at three hundred and six," said Gina as she turned on her scouter, and measured her son's power.

Raditz started to feel his body tiring with every move, it took him more and more to keep himself in his current pace, the world around him started to move slower and slower as he moved faster than before, as he felt the adrenaline moving through his veins.

"Don't give up, Raditz, when times get though and try to push you down, you need to get up with a smile, and give it the middle finger!" screamed Gina as her scouter stopped calculating and printed the power level, to Gina to see, "Three hundred thirty two, that's my boy!"

Days like those were her favorite, as she looked at the smile of Raditz's face, she started to caress her pregnant stomach and coo to it, "I wish those good times could last forever," Gina talked to her unborn son.

Suddenly she felt a tap on her shoulder, "Mother, I know that father said that I'm not ready, but can you teach me how to do energy waves? I promise I won't misuse it, and when I learn it down father would be proud," said the hopeful Raditz as he finished with his work out.

"Raditz, you know what your father and I think about energy training, you still need experience and you're a little too young for that," said Gina as Raditz looked down at the ground and his mane of black hair obstructing half his face.

"But I don't see a reason to not show you a new move that I'm working on," said Gina, that just couldn't stop herself from spoiling her son, when she looked at Raditz's crushed expression.

In a nanosecond Raditz head rose up and embraced his mother in a hug, "Thanks, mother, you're the best!" said Raditz loudly as his mother felt more encouraged.

Gina rose from the bench and with a big smile plastered on her face, that you could mistake as innocent, she started to get into her preferred stance, the saiyan widened her posture and bent her legs, she rose both her hands up, her left in front of her face and the right in front of the other.

"Now be honored to witness the first ever usage of the super, hyper, mega, double headed Gina attack!" Gina screamed her attack as she straightened her back, widened both her arms, and in seconds the ground beneath her started to crumble as a yellow light manifested from her palms and in a big shout brought both of them together to fire a concentrated beam of destruction, towards one of the training dummies.

"Boooooom!!" a great explosion was heard as Raditz brought his arm up to block the blinding light, when he brought his arms down and got a clear view of the aftermath he witnessed a scorched black earth and yellow flames that stood where the dummy was placed before.

"That was," started Raditz as he took a big breath and with a big jump screamed, "Awesome!" Gina felt flattered as Raditz found energy out of nowhere and started to jump and run circles around his mother, "It was all yellow and bright and when the explosion came, wow, now all it needs is some real cool name"

"Wait, what?" asked Gina as moments before she had gotten a great ego boost, "but it has super and mega in it!" screamed Gina as her son just giggled at her disrupt expression, and with a sigh she said, "So what, oh great Raditz, do we name it?" said Gina with a condescending voice and a smile.

"I'm hungry and it is Sunday, so from this day on, the great Raditz names the attack, double Sunday!" exclaimed Raditz as his mother clapped her hands.

"Now, did I hear that my little warrior is hungry?" Asked Gina as she started to open the bag and bring food to the table. She heated the raw food with a weak ki blast, and in a matter of seconds the table was filled with Gina's cocking.

As mother and son enjoyed their meal, Gina noticed that Raditz was more quiet than usual, usually when they sat down to eat they enjoy a relaxing conversation, but Raditz just ate and didn't even look up from his plate, "Honey, what's bothering you? You know that you can tell me everything," asked Gina as Raditz stopped his pig out.

"Mother, that stranger, who is he really? and why does he hate me?" asked Raditz still shocked at his family member reaction's to him, "He just took one glance at me and he started to scream, why?"

Gina took a big breath, she didn't know what to tell him, on one hand she could tell Raditz the truth about Gohan's origin, but she still didn't know if Bardock wanted to keep it a secret, on the other it's really important for her son to know, and it can further confuse him if she keeps lying to him.

"Raditz, first of all I want you to promise me that you will never think that a pack member is hating you, we are all family, a clan of warriors that stuck together at the hardest of times, and it will never change" Gina said as Raditz mood brightened up a little taking pride in his beloved mother's words.

"I-I promise, so can you tell me what's really going on with him?" asked Raditz as his mother patted his head.

"I'm sorry Raditz, but as of this moment I can't say much, all you need to know is that he is a pack member, and like I and your father that as a pack members care for you, we also do for him," said Gina as Raditz nodded, knowing that he would most likely know at a later time.

"So now that we got that out of the way, why don't you tell me about something interesting that happened to you this week?" asked Gina as she and Raditz resumed their feast and laughed at each other's stories, having a good time.

-First class sector, Vegeta's castle, throne room 12:56 PM-

Currently king Vegeta sat at his throne as his advisers told him their findings from the bag and it's contents that suddenly out of thin air appeared "my king, our scientists returned with news, they found on the bag an unknown substance, the contents consisted of some orange gi's and a blue undershirt, and a circular flat object with some language that we don't recognize that after searching our database we finally deciphered it."

"So get on with it, because all I hear is stuff that I already know," said the impatient ruler of the saiyans, his advisors nervously gulping as King Vegeta's muscles tensed, promising a world of pain and a not-so-swift nor merciful end.

"Well, it said it is only for the eyes of Son Gohan from Bu-" at that point all the advisors were ready for the end, life flashing before their eyes, only to see the king surprisingly smirk.

"Interesting," was all he said as he a second later he thrust his hands towards his advisors and ended them all with one powerful ki blast, "Guards!" the merciless king yelled as in seconds two guards emerged from the shadows, bowing for their king.

"Yes, sire" the guards said as the king rose from his throne and with a cold look that sent shivers down the guards' spines he waved his hand upward signaling them to rise from their position.

"I want you two to search in the registry the name Son Gohan, when you find him tell him his king commanded him to meet him in the castle. oh and another thing call someone to clean this mass up, it smells like death in hare, dismissed" ordered the king as in a matter of seconds they both disappeared from sight like they were never there to begin with.

"Something big is coming, I can feel it in my bones, but the question is, is it good, or bad?" thought Vegeta as he left the room behind. He traveled to the royal family living section of the castle where the royal training room resided.

As he went to the royal training room, where he heard the soft yells of his son behind the door, "One day. One day the saiyan race will be feared by all, nothing will stand in our way, and you my son, will be the bringer of that era," were the last words heard as the king entered the training room.

-Raditz's room, 15:23 PM-

Since the early hours of the day, Gohan stayed in his little spot in Raditz's room laying on the floor, unmoving, one would think that someone would move him to a more comfortable position, or at least put a pillow under his head, but unfortunately for Gohan and Bardock, the rest of the room would rather have fun on the expense of Bardock.

Since the early hours of the morning, Fasha, Burgos and Shugesh set on Raditz's bed while Bardock and Toma set on the unconscious form of Gohan using him as a makeshift chair, ever since the morning Toma played with Bardock the question game, where he would ask a question and Bardock would usually say with a bored voice "I don't know" while the rest of their teammates would laugh their asses off.

"So, do you think he will call me uncle Toma?" asked Toma as Bardock looked like he would commit murder if he wouldn't stop.

"I am so happy I bought the next generation scouter" said Fasha as she chuckled, as her brand new neon pink "pretty saiyan edition" scouter recorded Bardock's torture for the years to come.

"Once again. I . Don't. Know," said Bardock as he could only sigh from his friend's stupidity.

As Toma started to ask another question suddenly a hand punched Bardock in the jaw throwing him off of Gohan, and before any of the saiyans could react a yell was heard in the room "Solar flare" and a blinding light accompanying it, and five ki blast were heard in the room destroying every scouter except Fasha's because when it all went down it fell in her cleavage, so she just got shot in the face by an annoying ki blast.

When the effect of the move subsided the sayian witnessed a startling revelation, Son Gohan that laid unconscious in the middle of the room, was not there, the only thing that gave a clue to where he went was the gentle breeze, that was felt in the room, leading to an open window that was not open before.

In a matter of seconds, everyone in the room noticed their lack of eyewear, and Bardock was beyond outraged - his own grandson got the drop on him. He, the "battlefield snake", how, just how a kid that just started to grow hair on his chest could outsmart him.

"Well at least we know that he really is your grandson, only one of your kin could escape from a situation like this" said Toma proudly, impressed by the same miracles, that like his best friend in the middle of a tight spot pulled out of his ass a way to fight another day in the last moment.

"Did you see that execution? The kid is obviously smart, and quick on his feet, and knows when to make a tactical retreat. Until now the kid was probably too disoriented when he first woke up, that's the only reason he was in our custody until now," said Shugesh, understanding that before them stood a fighter that used his brain and kept his cool, something that could make an enemy very dangerous and very unpredictable in battle.

"That and when he took his first glance at Bardock junior that was here before," said Burgos that picked his nose searching for hidden treasure when he said that.

"I get it, the kid is smart, but no, we have to find that bastard, he can be anywhere right now, and he destroyed all of our scouters" said Bardock, as the pack's alpha, it was his responsibility to look out for the others and help them in a tight spot.

"Not all of them," said Fasha with a cold edge to her voice that for some reason gave the males in the room the need to cover their... family jewels from the angry female in the room.

"Give it," was the only thing Bardock said as Fasha felt like she looked at the eyes of a madman, as Bardock went into a state that in the battlefield he went into many times. At that moment he wasn't Bardock, he was a hunter motivated by the thrill of the hunt itself.

"Here, but when I get my hands on him I will murder him, you hear me? I don't care if he was your grandmother, after what he tried to do to my limited edition scouter, he will wish I castrated him, I will…" and so Fasha want on nagging, as everybody prepared to embark on hunting down the renegade grandson.

"Ah, she will be at it for a while, honestly I think it is better to leave without her, poor bastard will never be the same again if she catch him now," said Shugesh, knowing very well how his teammate worked from all these years of knowing her.

"Nice scouter," said Toma as Bardock slipped on the neon-pink scouter, he honestly couldn't care less about his jokes, because he knew when they sparred he would be the one laughing his ass off.

-Second class sector, 16:00-

"Where the hell am I? And why the hell am I this weak? I'm not even as strong as I was after Guru unlocked my potential at Namek," Gohan thought as he flew with no direction trying to think of a way to return to his home to continue his fight against the deadly androids.

"No matter, it seems that if I want to return to my world, I need to find out where I am first," Gohan knew that the crazy group of saiyans from before with that little Raditz look-alike must have been trying to find him, and if they did so in his current state, he would be butchered like a pig.

So he brought his power level down as far as he could so their scouter could not find him as easily, "Now where can I find someone that will help me? First I will need to…" his train of thought went elsewhere as suddenly his belly ached terribly like he didn't eat for years, reminding him of its need, "On second thought maybe finding food first will be a better idea," he said out loud.

Differently from the third class that resided at caves and half destroyed homes of the Tuffles, the second class resided in a bustling city that never slept, street signs placed everywhere portraying products such as scouters and new armors. Bars and motels are strewn for the returning saiyans from space, or those that don't have enough time to get to their house as the next mission is only around the next corner.

Architecture of the city resembled and in the same time was completely different from West City, as thousands of saiyans walked the bustling streets going about their everyday routines. As such, it is very easy to be swallowed by the crowd and simply be seen as an everyday passerby.

At the same time, two onlookers stood behind, cackling to themselves, "Well, well. Look at that Barnah: A poor little third class thrash that got lost," said a short man with bald spots and many scars that littered his face.

"Why do you think he's a third class, Nez?" asked a mountain of a saiyan standing at six point eleven, with broad shoulders, spiky hair that went down to his shoulders, one eye a deep black and the other a milky white, clear sign of its blindness.

"Well, Barnah, look at his attire. That isn't armor, which must mean that the guy didn't have enough Friz to pay even for the most basic armor, and as you and I know, the only conclusion to that is that he belongs to the third class," said Nez as he and his partner started to follow Gohan, hiding in plain site in the same crowd that he was hiding.

Nez started to chuckle when he got his reading of Gohan's power level, "Get a look at this, the kid's power level is only at a lowly five," said Nez as his friend, Barnah, gained a sadistic gleam to his one eye.

"Well Barnah, it seems that the only right thing to do as fellow saiyans is to put him out of his misery," said Nez, already being able to see the verm's bloody corpse lying beneath his feet.

At the same time, Gohan started to look around the shops for a place that would soothe his hunger, "let's see, if I know saiyans, only three things will make them move; training, fights, and most importantly food., So if I want to find me some, all I need to do is follow a big group of saiyans and it will lead me to it," He thought for himself.

He started to go in the direction of three male saiyans, to some two level building; it had a large red neon sign that displayed the name of the place in a language he never encountered before.

When he entered the building he thought he would be introduced to some loud bar filled with saiyans, but beside him only one saiyan stood in the lobby, and it was a she. Oh how easy it was to see that she was a female, the only thing she wore was some slutty black dress that displayed her generous carves.

The lobby had to its right a large bar with four bar seats. In the middle of the lobby where the saiyan girl stood were four tables randomly placed. To the left of the lobby was a staircase that led to the second floor, where Gohan could already constantly hear moans and giggles coming from.

"Welcome to the lonely Saiyan. I am your host, can I interest you with one of our lonely girls, or do you desire something better? You see, I'm very lonely and I'm sure a hot stud like you can help me change that," said the lonely girl as with every step her birthing hips swayed from side to side.

"Oops, guess I forgot about the fourth," thought poor Gohan as he felt his cheeks redden from smelling her heat in the air, "not wanting to sound rude, but I only came here for food, sorry if I can't make you less... 'lonely'" said Gohan as the girl replaced her sultry smile with a frown that would make Vegeta proud.

"Fine, it will be four Friz. Will you pay by cash or scouter?" asked the bored-looking woman, obviously not wanting to spend more time with the guy that rejected her, like a Bombo rejecting alcohol.

"Well, you see, I don…" he couldn't finish the sentence as he felt a hand on his shoulder.

"Tina, make that three plates, our friend here is quite hungry," said Nez as he gave Tina a smile filled with half rotten teeth.

Tina, in a matter of seconds, went to the bar to fix them with food, while the two and a half saiyans sat at one of the tables. Gohan and the strangers didn't speak a word to each other, it was like that even when they started to eat, an atmosphere of uneasiness coated the area.

For twenty minutes, the meal that was shared between three strangers was accompanied by the quiet before the raging storm, Gohan was quiet because living a life filled with only nightmare after nightmare left him more antisocial and paranoid, which made him not trust the two saiyans from the very start.

Nez spent the entire time leering at Gohan like he was a piece of meat. For him, the entire reason for the feast was to give his fellow saiyan a last meal before his demise, because no saiyan - even third class scum like the kid before him - deserved to die with an empty stomach, he was a nice guy after all.

Barnah was smirking the entire meal; eating and drinking while his prey sat before him, just ready for the picking.

When they all finished, they paid the fee and got out of the whorehouse. Gohan didn't even give them a second glance as he started to float and fly out of the city to the wild and untamed side of the planet while Nez and his partner Barnah went after him.

-With Bardock and his crew, 16:20 PM-

For the last twenty minutes, Bardock and his crew searched for Gohan, they split into two groups, Burgos with Bardock, and Toma with Shugesh.

The team led by Bardock searched in the third class sector, while Toma's in the second. It was safe to say that Bardock was beyond pissed.

"Where is that damn brat?!" shouted Bardock as he used his scouter, trying to find his missing grandson, the only thing his partner did was to scream the name Gohan, over, and over.

"I swear to the super saiyan god, that if you don't shut up I will shut it for you!" yelled Bardock, as Burgos stopped screaming and instead started to make the noise you make for a cat, when you want its attention.

"I give up, you are beyond saving, Burgos. I just hope my second son will not be as 'smart' as you," said Bardock as for a moment Burgos stopped making noises, "Thank you," said Bardock. He would finally be able to concentrate on finding his grandson.

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"GOHAN! ARE YOU HERE, GOHAN?!".

Bardock turned back to Burgos to see him give a challenging smirk. At that point Bardock finally lost it, "I'm going to stick my foot up your ass so far it will come out from the other end," said Bardock calmly as he prepared to show Burgos his place, only to stop as his scouter got a massive reading towards planet Vegeta's unoccupied side.

"Three power levels to the east," said Bardock to himself as his scouter was too far to determine the actual strength of it, "I have a feeling our boy is in trouble," was the only thing he said as he and Burgos went to the east.

-With Gohan at the same time-

"This is far enough," thought Gohan as he landed with his new 'friends', in a barren rocky surrounding, Gohan landed on a flat ground between two rock formations, while the saiyans on one of the mountains.

"What are your intentions? Why did you follow me?!" Gohan said sternly as Nez started to laugh like a madman.

"Did… did you hear him Barnah? He demands that we tell him what we are after," Nez said between his cackling as Barnah started to smirk.

"To put it simply, third class, we don't like you. That we don't kill you weaklings off at birth, just makes me pissed off," said Barnah, as the wind around them started to kick off, making their hairs move in it's direction.

"So you would kill one from your own kind? Just because of the power that he was given at birth. You disgust me," said Gohan as he went to his turtle stance - his father's prefered stance - wearing a determined look in his eyes saying he would not go down without a fight.

When Nez took a look at Gohan's stance he started to growl and veins started to appear on his forehead. In seconds he and Barnah went through with their saiyan stances mirroring each other, Nez started to shout, "you third class scum, dare to soil my pride as a saiyan by using an outworld stance! That's it, you are dead. Any last words?!"

Gohan's muscles started to tense as he prepared for the fight that was about to go down in the rocky area. "I hate to say it, but even if I go all out on one of them, it can turn ugly fast. Damn, why am I so weak? Just what happened to me?"

Gohan looked at up at the eyes of the saiyans before him and said, "Just one thing," as he suddenly disappeared from sight, only to reappear a second later in front of the surprised Nez with a smirk, "Dodge," said Gohan as he punched him in the face so hard he made the short man fly through a mountain, while at the same time Gohan shot a yellow energy beam at the same mountain, effectively leveling it to rabble.

"Nice one," was the only thing Gohan heard as Nez headbutted him, making Gohan disoriented. What gave Nez the opening he needed to fire from point blank at Gohan with his energy beam, taking Gohan with it to the ground with an agonizing scream, a giant explosion in its wake.

"Barnah! Power level! Now! There's no way the kid is a five!" Nez said, taking his scouter in his hand and crushing it, from thinking it was broken because of the last reading of Gohan's power level.

Barnah pressed his scouter's power button fast, and started to sweat a little when the numbers started to rise up. "No way!" shouted Barnah in anger, "The kid's power level is at a thousand eight hundred and two!" said Barnah.

"What?!" said Nez, as he just couldn't believe what he heard - a little more and the kid would be as strong as a second class, "Barnah" said Nez calmly with a nasty smirk, "Even if the scouter is wrong, we are still stronger than this trash, hahaha."

"Really?" asked a voice from behind Nez as an elbow borrowed into his back, making him hunch over in pain, "You are right. Maybe I'm not as strong as you, but in the end power is only a factor, in a real battle it's not the only thing that decides it!" screamed Gohan, kicking him up from the ribs while he was hunched over from his previous attack.

Nez's eyes were closed from pain, he felt like death, and he knew that he needed to get serious if he wanted to win that battle. Gohan himself already wore many burns and cuts from the other saiyan's last attack. His gi was in tethers and only the right sleeve remained, he had to end the boy quickly, before his buddy decided to join the fun.

Gohan flew in Nez's direction, trying to keep his momentum, he cupped both of his hands into a fist, and rammed them down at Nez's head only for a pair of hands to block him.

"Nez, what happened? is that insect too much for you?" asked Barnah as he held Gohan's hands.

"The fucker actually hurt me!" screamed Nez in pain, as he coughed blood. "That's it, let's double team the bastard!" screamed an enraged Nez, as his partner could only cackle, as he witnessed Nez's current state.

While both of the saiyans talked between themselves, Gohan decided that now was his chance to get out of Barnah's hold, so he started to barely raise his hands over his head to channel energy between them, spreading his fingers and then shutting them, "Masanko-haa!" gohan screamed as a yellow energy beam was released straight at Barnah's face.

Nez in the last second saw that and kicked Gohan in the ribs, making Barnah lose his hold and miss the attack that could have given him considerable damage. Behind them the attack detonated harmlessly against one of the rock formation, leaving a crater behind its wake.

"Kid, we gonna introduce you to a world of pain! Prepare for oblivion!" yelled Barnah as he and Nez started to throw kicks and jabs randomly in the same speed, while Gohan that could barely follow them could only go to the defensive, and try to deflect as many hits as he could.

It was like Nez's and Barnah's barrage was never ending, with every couple of jabs, one introduced a new move while the other continued. First Nez tried to throw Gohan out of balance with a leg swipe, but Gohan jumped over it and succeeded to evade it only to get a right elbow to the face from Barnah, and from there more and more hits got through Gohan's defense's, leaving him more and more drained.

"I have to do something, and fast," Gohan powered up to his limit and with a yell unleashed a shockwave of energy, that threw the saiyans off of him, giving him some much needed space. Gohan didn't wait a second as he went after Barnah's direction, punching him in the face and with that breaking his scouter. After that he took his head with both of his hands and drove it to his knees, breaking Barnah's nose in the process.

Gohan started to gain momentum from his attack and Barnah was still in shock from Gohan's turn around, which gave Gohan the chance to bring more damage to him by bringing his fists down on his face more and more.

"Barnah!" screamed Nez as he witnessed his partner just kept getting more and more blows from Gohan's fists, he shook his head and flew with his greatest speed towards Gohan to get him off his friend, only when he reached him he went straight through what he now realized was an after-image with Gohan's outline. One which had just given him a smirk.

They were going blind at that moment, there was no way for them to locate him now. Barnah had lost his scouter, and their adversary was one cunning motherfucker.

"Barnah! Back to back! Now!" Yelled Nez, as they went back to back, fortifying their defense against their enemy.

The silence was maddening; every second was like eternity, the only thing that could have been heard was the roaring of the wind. "What is that bastard waiting for?" asked Barnah, his face was swollen and purple from the beating.

"Don't know, but the kid is drained, there is no question about it," said Nez as he winced every time he took another breath, still hurting from his busted ribs.

Gohan hid behind one of the rock formation in the area, blood dripping from his mouth, "I can't take much more of this, it's now or never." He started to gather his energy between his palm, and spread his legs "I'm more accustomed to fighting with one handed moves than two. It will do more damage if I do it this way," thought Gohan, as a blue glow started to appear from his right palm.

Nez and Barnah prepared to level the area in hopes to flushing him out. A yellow glow started to radiate from their palms, charging their most devastating move, only to suddenly hear their prey chant loudly, a blue glow started to show between a large rock formation to their left. "Shit, Nez, eight o' clock!" screamed Barnah as he and Nez fired their blast in that direction, "Twin devastation!" they both shouted as they opened fire.

Gohan felt a large energy wave coming towards him, no doubt the preparation for his attack gave him away, but fortunately for him he too was done charging it, "Kame-hame-haaaa!" when Gohan finished his chant he fired everything he had at the saiyans, fully knowing it would be his only way to finish that fight.

When the yellow and blue beams clashed, it painted the area with their light. Each one fighting for supremacy. Trying to swallow the other. It all came down to a battle of wills. True, Gohan was drained, but while his adversaries had great power they just didn't know how to channel it well to bring it to its full potential.

Gohan, legs starting to shake, his vision starting to get hazy and holding his offensive up just kept chipping away what little power he had left, while the saiyans laughed their asses off knowing that Gohan only delayed the inevitable end.

With a great shout, the duo's beam completely took over Gohan's, swallowing him whole in a wave of destruction that took most of the mountains in the area with it.

A few agonizing seconds passed before Gohan, with what little strength he had left, rose from the scorched ground, panting and having trouble breathing right. His body ached with every movement, whatever was left from his father's beloved gi was thorn, barely clinging to his body. The only actually wearable thing that was left were his pants. Still, the saiyans were surprised to see him stand, and in a moment notice, they both started to howl in laughter over his physical state.

"Seems like the little third class is all out of juice," said Barnah, as Nez only leered at Gohan with the most horrifying grin, his eyes wide open.

"I guess that after we are done with him, we should honor the little guy, and at least bury him, eh?" asked Barnah as he started to laugh and his partner continued to rape Gohan with his unrelenting gaze.

"Oh, by Lord Frieza! Nez, I swear we need to ask King Vegeta for a mission, you are going feral on us if this continues" said Barnah, as he noticed Gohan became paler after their little chat. "Seems like the kid finally bite his tongue, and understands his place."

"Wait, he said Frieza? No, now it all makes sense, the saiyans, the world, and that younger version of Raditz. I'm in the fucking past, and that means that I..." Gohan fell to his knees, and as he tilted his head downwards and the setting sun cast on him a shadow, he said, "I," over and over as the saiyans mistook it for pleads for mercy.

"Die!" screamed Nez as he charged at Gohan with all of his rage, bringing his right fist back and charging it with as much energy as he could to cut Gohan's head right off.

As Nez came closer, the wind around Gohan picked up more and more speed, as Gohan's voice became quieter as it went on. At that point Nez was on top of him, bringing his fist down to finish him off, as Barnah sat on the side watching it all with a smirk.

"I," Nez ignored Gohan's words as his fist started to glow purple, "Am," he landed in front of Gohan, the lad's face dark as at that point the shadow of the sunset obscured most of it, and when Nez fist was centimeters away, his head rose with a grim look as he finished his sentence, "alone."

"Splech," was the noise that echoed as the ground was painted red with saiyan blood.