Hey everyone. Just wanting to clear a few things up since I keep having the same question asked over and over. Apparently people have been wanting to have an understanding of how strong everyone is, power levels and such. And my answer to that is anything you want them to be. Instead of having someone spouting off how they're the strongest in the universe or having the saiyans relying on the super saiyan transformation for every single battle, I just wanted to do things a bit different.
But for the sake of a starting point, just figure that at the beginning of the story, the people that mattered were about as strong as Vegeta and Nappa were when they arrived on Earth. Just factor in a saiyan's special trait of getting stronger after every battle, no matter how small, and you have a basic idea on where everyone else is. Though the fusion obviously was a big power boast. But just say that everyone isn't the next destroyer of the universe. Kinda gets a bit ridiculous when every single person in the universe can destroy it by farting on it. If that was the case, I would've destroyed countless planets and suns by now. Not that I would but you always have to have your leverage in some form or fashion.
Hopefully that answers that question.
And as a heads up to all of ya'll faithful readers, this is mostly a filler chapter. Just something to set the stage for the bigger and better things. I just couldn't find a good way to introduce them or work them into any chapter, so I gave them one. Simple, ney?
Since he was a young kid, Gohan was always taught that the universe was two sided. One side was good, the other side bad. From that concept, everything could be classified along those lines. At the present moment, Gohan could see the good and bad sides of his situation.
The good side: he and his comrades were making great time, covering all the lost ground they had accumulated along their journey due to the stops on Majiventa and by Bojack.
The bad side: he had the whole Tuffle military hot on his heels and they didn't look like they'd be giving up anytime soon.
For the last couple days, he, Goten, and Trunks had to keep watch for any Tuffle ship trying to sneak up on them. They had barely managed to escape the main fleet but that didn't mean they had given up. Many scout troops had been sent out to hunt them down and finish the job the main fleet had started.
Looking out the main window, Gohan saw a large asteroid field. If what the computer said was accurate, the planets Mars and Earth were on the other side. Perfect. They could fly right through the field and hopefully come out with a direct path to Earth.
Suddenly, the ship's alarm went off. Checking the radar, Gohan immediately saw a huge Tuffle force coming up from behind. This was bad. Not only was he about to enter an asteroid field, but he was going to have to go through it at a very high speed.
Oh joy.
Seizing the controls, the saiyan launched the ship directly into the floating rock field. With the rockets at full power, Gohan flew through the field, narrowly dodging all the floating rocks.
Suddenly, light beams came zooming passed the ship, destroying all that the laser touched. Crap. The Tuffles were firing at them now.
Eyeing a very large meteor, Gohan flew the ship right at it, turning at the last second to avoid crashing. Apparently a few Tuffle ships hadn't been able to react as fast as they rammed into the asteroid's side, exploding upon crashing.
Fleeing from the oversized rock, Gohan flew at several more of the large meteors, always dodging them at the last second, and leaving his Tuffle pursuers to crash into the obstacle. How that same trick seemed to work on them was beyond the saiyan, but he wouldn't complain; what ever it took to get rid of those persistent bastards would be used to the maximum.
Finally, after what seemed like hours, Gohan cleared the field and continued his full speed flight to put some more distance between him and his Tuffle pursuers.
Damn, he needed a better day job.
In the other room, Trunks and Goten were sprawled across the floor. Everything that wasn't bolted down or connected to the walls was thrown all around the place. Looking up from his spot on the floor, Trunks asked "Was that Gohan driving?'
Goten kept his head on the ground but answered nonetheless. "I think so."
"Remind me to not let him drive again. I don't care if he's dodging Tuffles; this last time was just too much."
"Uh huh," was all Goten said. Staring up at the roof, the saiyan finally said "Do you think you could do better?"
"I'm pretty sure I could. Why?"
"Cause the last time you tried to outmaneuver the Tuffles, you nearly got us shot down."
"Well, I wouldn't have if someone wasn't trying to backseat drive the whole time."
"Trunks…you were the only person in the room."
Gero stared at the recent reports incredulously. This couldn't be right, it just couldn't be. It was impossible.
Yet, the plain white paper with black ink told him something different. The force at Majiventa had been eliminated. But not just eliminated, completely wiped out.
How? How could something like this have happened? He didn't need this right now. Just as the Sixteenth chair had claimed, the people were getting restless from the endless wars. And with this latest set back, there was no way he could send a new force over without retaliation from the masses.
Putting the documents down, Gero turned his attention to another report. This one too held bad news. The forces he had fighting against the Cold Family were slowly giving up ground. At first it had seemed the Earth had gotten the upper hand, but then the Colds took it away. With his generals unable to stop the family's force, the military had to give up more ground than Gero was comfortable with.
Where had everything gone wrong?
Rubbing his temple out of frustration, the world leader let out a huge breath of air. Everything was starting to backfire. He couldn't afford to be losing face like this. He needed something that could restore the people's faith in him so he could continue his reign, or at least put someone that would allow them self to be manipulated by him.
Suddenly, the door swung wide open, a messenger dashing in. Looking up at the young man, Gero could see something was wrong. Before the elderly gentleman could say anything, the messenger spoke.
"Sir, we have an emergency."
His eyes widening, Gero responded "Emergency? What emergency?"
"We have just detected an unknown spacecraft heading this way with a large fleet chasing it," the messenger answered.
Completely ignoring the unknown ship, Gero put all his attention on the large fleet. "What kind of fleet is it and who's behind it?"
The messenger took in a deep breath before answering. "From what our intelligence can gather, the large fleet is full of battleships. We believe that the force's origin is that of the Tuffles."
Gero looked away to quickly wrap his brain around this news. This was almost perfect. What better way to rally the people's support than defeating an invading force that was making a beeline for Earth? He just had to make sure the force was on its way to Earth first and then he could do what ever it took to fight them.
"So is this force heading straight for Earth or will it not even make it here?"
"Our intelligence shows that the large force is heading straight for us."
Superb. Now he just needed to make the public aware of this and he would have full power to take that force out and restore his support.
"I want you to make an announcement to the people about this," Gero stated as he formulated his plan. "Get the space forces we have available to prepare for launch. The moment the people cry out for protection, we launch the ships and defeat this force. Understood?"
"Yes sir," the messenger said before quickly leaving the room. Gero began rubbing his hands together. This was almost too good to be true. Finally some luck would be coming his way.
Passing through the crowd with little difficult, Raditz worked his way towards Broly's office. He had just gotten back from a mission and had been summoned immediately by the head saiyan. For all that traveling he had just done, this better had been good.
Finally reaching the door, the guards immediately opened the doors, allowing the shaggy haired saiyan to enter. Upon entering, Raditz found the room less crowed then usual. All the politicians were missing, leaving only Broly's sitting figure. "I see you've finally returned," the saiyan greeted.
"What's this about Broly?" Raditz asked. He wasn't in the mood for chit chat at the moment.
"Straight to the point I see. Good. I need a good man to head a very important op and I thought you were the best man for the job."
Raditz sighed. "And when do you want to get this operation to commence?"
"You have a couple days to rest. I think you'll be taking advantage of them."
Raditz didn't say a word, nodding his head and turning to leave. However, before he got to the door, he turned around towards Broly. "Is it just me or is this room a little empty?"
Broly chuckled. "Seems like my 'friends' didn't want to 'hang out' with me anymore. I guess they didn't want to go on anymore missions."
Raditz grinned. It looked like things had changed since he was last here. Finally Broly found a way to get rid of those vultures. Maybe things would run a lot smoother this way.
A ki blast exploded, destroying everything in the vicinity. Soldiers cried out as they were consumed by the flames. Looking on as the humans ran around, being slaughtered by the incoming ki blasts, Raditz scowled. This was the mission Broly had sent him on?
The sound of someone approaching him caught the saiyan's ears. Not even looking, Raditz addressed the man. "How are things going with you Nappa?"
The bald headed saiyan replied "Bored. Seems like the humans aren't putting up much of a fight anymore."
Raditz aimed his hand and fired a ki blast, the explosion consuming its target. "They didn't put up much of a fight in the first place. Only when they got their hands on those grenades did they become a challenge."
Nappa responded "You have a point there. But even before then, they put up a better fight then these slugs."
"Sorry, didn't notice," Raditz said. Looking around, his eyes spotted something. Walking over towards it, he saw what appeared to be a scrap of metal lying in a pile of rubble. Touching it, the saiyan discovered the metal wasn't like any he had felt before, by saiyan or human creation. Pushing the rubble off of it, he soon discovered a filing cabinet, its contents spewing from inside it. Multicolored folders laid on the ground harmlessly next to the metal container.
"What'd you find there Raditz?" Nappa asked, stopping behind the smaller saiyan.
"These look like the folders that contained those documents my nephew stole. I'm curious if they would tell us anything on what's going on with the humans."
"Well, no use reading them in the middle of a battlefield. Might as well take them back to the sanctuary."
Raditz turned to look at the bulky saiyan. "That's the smartest thing I've ever heard you say."
"Hey! What's that supposed to mean?"
After bringing the files back to the sanctuary, and finding some of the politicians in hiding, they had finally found a use for the dirty old men. They had spent a full two days reading through all of the documents, trying to find something that could be useful but not uncovering anything really important. Things like base repairs that could be exploited during attacks or when new shipments of blitz rifles would be delivered. However, there was one thing they managed to find that sent the old men running to Broly.
Slamming the door open to Broly's room, the old saiyan exclaimed through heavy pants "I think we found something."
Broly cocked his eyebrow at the man. "And what did you find?"
Catching his breath some, the saiyan replied "The humans are doing a huge troop exchange. They're bringing in new troops to replace the older ones."
"And this is important because?" Broly said, not very enthused.
"The exchange involves a third of the humans' force."
Broly flew out of his seat, the chair crashing to the ground behind him. Leaning forward on the desk with his hands supporting his weight, the saiyan looked at the old man. "A third?"
The old saiyan nodded his head. "Yes, they'll be doing the exchange at the end of the week."
Broly looked down at the desktop. This was almost too good to be true. If they attacked that exchange, they could easily eliminate a third of the troops on Vegeta and a good chunk of the humans' reserves. Who knew? The rest of the military could surrender if this mission was successful. Being undermanned and spread so far apart between the bases. The remaining troops might think it's hopeless to continue occupying the planet.
"End of the week, right?" Broly asked, looking back at the politician.
"Yes sir. What are your orders?"
"Assemble the whole populous, I have an announcement to make and volunteers to gather."
To chris: Thanks, I tried to make this as original as possible. Seeing the same fanfic was getting boring, so why not something new? I hope I answered your question on power levels up above. If you have anymore, just let me know.