Warning: Swearing, slight adult themes, death

"Italics": Namekian language

Chapter 3

(Ryon is now seventeen)

Ryon sat on a rocky outcrop and glared out over the plain, his scarred face twisting slightly as he sneered at the peaceful scene. Ever since he nearly killed his brother five years ago he had changed from a sarcastic, arrogant pre-teen into an angry, brooding young man. Ever since that day he had devoted his time entirely to his training, although since he had stubbornly refused to talk about what had happened, no-one knew that the hatred he held for himself had grown steadily.

Now he and his brothers protected Namek from anyone who would dare try and attack them, they were the first line of defense. Yet Namek was backwater enough that they only had the occasional band of marauders to deal with and even then they weren't enough to give the teenage Saiyan much of a challenge. Huffing with boredom Ryon ran a scarred, taped up hand though his wild black and blonde hair, just this once he wished something interesting would happen. He didn't care what, just something new to get him truly excited.

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(Just above Namek)

The battered space pod shuddered as another blast rippled through its frame. The passenger groaned as she tried desperately to keep the pod on course and not get blown to hell by her three pursuers. Prince Vegeta and the others hadn't been able to give her much time to escape and three of the PTO's so-called best had been sent after her by Lord Frieza itself. A ragged sob escaped her throat at the thought of her fate should she be caught: a life as one of the effeminate lizard's personal slaves, she'd sooner die. She pounded at the controls on her pod.

"C'mon you piece of shit, work dammit … I gotta get out of here … wait, I could land there, maybe fix this thing up a bit."

The pod's outer shell began to heat up as it entered the Namekian atmosphere, the three pod's following it soon catching up as they plummeted towards the planet's surface.

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(Surface of Namek)

Ryon looked up at what appeared to be four meteors headed towards the cliffs nearby. He frowned, meteors didn't have power levels … was it possible they were scouts, one of them appeared to be weakened though. He watched as the four objects smashed into the cliffs. Ryon took to the sky with a burst of energy and headed towards where the unknown power levels had made landfall, flaring his own aura to alert his brothers. He smirked, finally something interesting had come his way.

Cera coughed painfully as she pulled herself free from the burning remains of her pod and began to crawl to safety. She was exhausted. Escaping from Frieza's disgusting clutches was not as easy as the last surviving female Saiyan had expected. She cursed when her cracked scouter beeped to notify her of the three power levels that had landed not far from where she had crashed. She blinked when the scouter emitted several rapid bleeps indicating a swiftly incoming high power level.

"Who are you? What do you want from us?"

Cera flinched at the rough, husky voice that all but demanded answers, even if she didn't have a clue as to what he was saying. She blinked at the brown moccasins that entered her view and looked up. She saw black gi pants leading up to a white belt. A white cape and shoulder pads graced the unknown figures broad shoulders whilst a purple bandanna twisted in the breeze. A pair of cold ebony eyes scowled at her out of a tanned face. Her eyes drifted over the two prominent x-shaped scars: one gracing her interrogator's right eye, the other smaller one gashing open his left cheek, and she blushed slightly. Her blush intensified as she noticed he wasn't wearing a shirt, exposing his muscular chest and torso to the world. Her jaw dropped though when she caught sight of a long tail swaying back and forth in curiosity, she thought that there were only four Saiyans left in the universe: herself, Nappa, Raditz and Prince Vegeta. How had this one managed to escape?!

Ryon looked down at the soot covered, badly burnt woman and frowned. He had never seen anyone like her before. Where had she come from? Why was she here? She looked up at him, a faint blush tinging her angular cheeks as she looked him over, the blush intensifying as she noticed his bare chest and torso. He shifted self-consciously as her scrutiny intensified when she saw his tail. Why in Kami's name was she staring at his tail like it held the answers to the universe?! It was just a tail after all, she had one too come to think of it.

Having realised she hadn't understood him he swapped over to Common, shelving the tail issue for the moment.

"I won't ask you again … why are you here?"

A loud cackle broke the awkward silence that had settled over the crash site and Cera bolted upright, wincing as the swift action jarred her broken ribs. She was still confused as to how a Saiyan had ended up on this planet but she had more pressing issues.

"You gave us quite the run little monkey but the games over. Time for you to learn your place: on your back at Lord Frieza's feet."

Cera snarled at the fish faced alien and his compatriots as they appeared out of the smoke and flipped them off.

"Shut your fricking mouth Appule! I lay before no-one … especially not that he-she freak whose feet you slobber over."

Appule let out a whining growl, completely oblivious to the multiple high power levels his scouter was registering.

"You bitch! I was going to be merciful and just knock you out but know I see you need to be made an example of."

Ryon frowned as he silently watched the confrontation. He didn't like the way things were playing out at all, it looked like he was going to have to remove this Appule and his friends from Namek before they got too comfortable. Oh well, at least his brothers had arrived.

"What's going on here?"

Royan looked at the scene played out before him. On one side of the crater were Ryon and an unknown female, on the other were three aliens. Ryon looked at him and smirked.

"Hey big brothers, mind if I deal with this one … I'm bored."

Royan rolled his eyes as Jek, Flute and Ryno all gave exasperated sighs, Flute pinching the bridge of his nose. That's their baby brother all right, battle happy maniac. Royan coolly gestured towards the three aliens.

"Sure go right on ahead kid, we might as well watch the show, see if you may actually get a workout today."

Appule and his two partners stared at the four tall Namekians and the unknown Saiyan in confusion. These five were either completely oblivious or just plain foolish to be sticking around, they were some of the best soldiers in the PTO. Appule quickly checked his scouter and sighed with relief. None of them had power levels over three hundred, and his men all had power levels of seven and a half thousand each. He himself had a power level of around fifteen thousand.

"If you five know what's good for you, you should walk away right now. Don't you know you're facing me: Appule of the Planet Trade Organisation? I'm one of Lord Frieza's best soldiers and my men and I are leaving with this Saiyan bitch whether you like it or not. If you do try to fight us, we'll just kill you and take her anyway."

Ryon stepped in front of Cera, showing his large incisors in a threatening growl that seemed to resonate through the rocks underfoot. He dropped into his preferred fighting stance: one that incorporated both speed and strength, and wrapped his tail around his waist for safety.

"I don't give a flying fuck who you are or what you're doing here! Leave now and I won't send you back to your hole in pieces!"

"Big words for a Saiyan pup now get lost urkk …"

Having lost his patience, Ryon had taken the initiative and attacked, driving his fist into the stomach of the soldier to Appule's left. The unfortunate soldier was bent double by the blow and collapsed to the ground, mortally injured. The punch had destroyed most of his internal organs.

"You … you bastard! Take this … aargh …"

Ryon blurred out of the ki blast path and reappeared behind his attacker. Snarling he lashed out with a powerful spin kick, the clear snap of the soldier's neck echoing out across the cliffs. Ryon grabbed the soldier's corpse and casually tossed it to where the other soldier was breathing his last. As Appule, Cera and his brothers watched, Ryon calmly incinerated the bodies with a ki blast. He then whipped round and delivered a barrage of lightning fast punches to Appule's face before sending him crashing to the ground near his pod with a swift knee to the gut. Appule scrambled back quivering with fear as the teenage Saiyan stalked over. How had he done that?! The scouter indicated that he was weaker than both his partners, they shouldn't have been slaughtered so easily! Ryon scowled down at the fish-faced alien.

"P-p-please, don't hurt me … I'll … I'll do anything you want I swear!"

Ryon grabbed Appule by the front of his armour dragged him back over to where Cera was standing before hauling the short alien up to eye level. He grinned as the cowardly alien recoiled from his harsh eyes. He nodded towards Appule's pod and then to Cera.

"You are going to get back in that ship of yours and you are going to leave. You are going to go crawling back to whoever holds your leash and tell them you couldn't find her and you are going to accept whatever punishment comes your way. You are not going to bring your leader here or tell them what happened today understand? You do so … and I'll kill you so fast you won't have time to blink."

Appule was silenced by fear, this Saiyan was serious. Ryon shook him hard.

"I said UNDERSTAND you snivelling bastard!"

"Y-y-y-yes sir …"

Ryon dropped the beaten alien roughly and watched as he scuttled towards his ship. He refused to take his eyes off the ship until it rose into the air and blasted up and out of the atmosphere. Smirking, he turned to his brothers and the unusual woman who he had just helped.

"So, just who are you anyway?"

That's everything for this chapter folks! Hope you're enjoying the story so far :)

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A/N 1 (Edit 3/17/15) Just changed a few things around and added a little more content after noticing a few issues.

For those wondering about the differences between Goku and Ryon, bear in mind that Ryon was brought up very differently to the way Goku was: he started training around the same time but wasn't left to fend for himself for seven years. He also never hit his head and so isn't the peaceful type and so trains and fights constantly.