Gohan awoke lying in a smoldering crater in the middle of a street. As he looked around he saw holes blown in the sides of buildings, several craters in the road, as well as what appeared to be dried blood in several places. There also appeared to be grass growing up from cracks in the pavement. All in all, it looked like pretty beat up place.
What the heck? he wondered to himself what's going on? Where am I? This place looks like a war zone. More importantly, how did I get here? The last this I remember doing was… trying to transform into a Super Saiyan! Did I die? No, this doesn't look anything like Other World. The transformation must have somehow brought me here, maybe through a wormhole or something. I guess that would explain the ripping sensation I felt as I blacked out…
The tall half-Saiyan's musings were cut short by screams from down the road.
"No! wait! We never did anything to you!" The voice seemed scared.
"I know, but we're here for your planet, so you gotta die," said a more sinister voice.
That second voice sounds familiar, but from where? Gohan thought.
Better check it out. Gotta be careful though; I don't know what's going on around here.
Gohan suppressed his ki and pressed a button on his watch to transform into Saiyaman. Goin incognito! he thought to himself. (A/N sorry, that just sounded like something he would say…)
He crept down the street to where he heard the shouts. He saw several men in battered clothing cowering before two muscular men in Saiyan battle armor; men with tails.
Wait what? Are they Saiyans? They sure look like it. Gohan mused. But how? I thought Vegita and dad were the only two left.
"Just kill them and be done with it!" shouted a voice Gohan had not heard in years, one he hoped to never hear again. There, floating above the street was a familiar long-haired man in Saiyan armor.
"Raditz", Gohan hissed. What the heck is going on here?