All seven orange orbs were glowing. It was a spectacle that Chi-Chi couldn't even begin to describe. It was beautiful. The sky had darkened to the blackest void, though moments before it had been mid-day. There were several brilliant flashes of light and momentarily, the Great Dragon was before them.

"Brother," Verspa whispered, leaning towards Vegeta. Her voice was low so that none of the others could hear her. Vegeta grudgingly turned his attentions to her.

"Why waste this wish on destroying Frieza?" she asked, grinning.

"What are you talking about?" he asked sharply. "Wishing Frieza dead isn't a waste of a wish."

"Why wish he was dead when you can kill him yourself?" she asked, raising an eyebrow. "Wish for immortality. If you or I were immortal, we'd be the ultimate beings in this universe. We could take his place as supreme ruler." Vegeta scoffed. Sometimes his sister's rambling dreams were nonsensical.

"I don't care for ruling the universe," he said, much to the surprise of his sister. "That is a dream I've long forgotten. Right now, all I want is peace for my people. Isn't that the most important thing?" he asked.

"-I cannot take away a life," rumbled the Great Dragon.

"But Frieza-" Sona began.

"-It cannot be done."

Chi-Chi could hear Piccolo's strangled laugh in the distance. She looked over at him, darkly. His breathing was shallow and rapid. He didn't have much longer to live.

"Fools," he rasped. "Before you state your wish I'll be dead."

"Then good riddance," Chi-Chi spat. Piccolo laughed again, this time coughing as well.

"You don't understand do you?" he asked. "Kami created the Dragonballs. I am Kami. I am all of the evil inside Kami. Though we are separate beings we are connected. If I die, the Dragonballs won't work."

"What?" Chi-Chi gasped. She hadn't expected this. And Piccolo was almost dead. There wasn't any choice. They had to use their wish to revive him. "Strike a deal with us," she offered. Piccolo scoffed.

"What could you possibly have to offer?" he asked.

"Train with us. Help us defeat Frieza," she said.

"Chi-Chi," Kakarot said, slowly, "What are you doing?"

"If Frieza is allowed to live, it won't be long before he controls this planet as well," she continued, ignoring Kakarot's doubts. "It's within your best interests."

"If it keeps me alive, then fine," he consented. "But once we're through fighting Frieza, don't think for a second that I'm done fighting you."

"As long as you'll help it doesn't matter," Chi-Chi said, turning back to the dragon. Verspa was already addressing him. There was a problem. She needed to be stopped.

"Dragon," Verspa spoke loudly. Vegeta could hardly believe the things she'd just told him. She was crazy. There was something in her that snapped, something that wasn't quite the same. She couldn't possibly be stupid enough to try and take Frieza's place. That would mean she was no different from Frieza himself. And that would make his sister one of his worst enemies.

"Verspa," he interrupted. "You can't wish for this. It's foolish."

"Is it foolish?" she asked, sharply. "Is asking for the power we should have been born with, foolish? Really, Brother, I thought you had more vision than that."

"If you wish for immortality, you'll be no better than Frieza," Vegeta retaliated angrily. Verspa only laughed, adding to his anger.

"Of course I'll be better than Frieza, you idiot," she smirked. "The difference will be that I can't die."

"What are you saying?" he asked, his hands clenching into fists.

"You want to know the truth, Brother? The truth that you've been too blind to see? I work for Frieza. I always have. Once I wish for my immortality, I will continue my service to Frieza. He'll do all of the laborious tasks of taking over the known galaxies, and then I'll kill him. It's like being handed ultimate power."

"You-" Vegeta growled, launching himself at her. From that moment on, he didn't care who she was. She was truthfully his flesh and blood, though she was simultaneously a complete stranger. She was a Saiyan, yet she was an embarrassing coward. She was his most trusted companion and friend, but she had lied and betrayed him countless times.

Chi-Chi noticed that Vegeta had distracted Verspa, whether it was intentional or not. Now was the chance for her to make her wish.

"Dragon," she yelled. "I wish for you to heal Piccolo."

"It shall be done," he replied slowly, his eyes glowing red. Chi-Chi looked over at Piccolo. His mortal wounds were healing themselves instantly, and she could feel his energy level rising once more. He stood, a cross expression on his face. Chi-Chi turned back to the Dragonballs just in time to see all seven of them scatter to different corners of the Earth.

Verspa and Vegeta turned their attentions from each other for a fraction of a second. They both saw the Dragonballs scatter. The sky was returned to its former brilliant blue. Verspa stomped forward, shaking with rage.

"Fools," she screamed. "How could you waste your wish on so pitiful a creature?"

"It was better than granting you immortality, you traitorous little worm," Vegeta spat. Verspa threw a dark look at her brother.

"You have no idea what you've brought upon yourselves. I've already summoned some of Frieza's men. I informed them the moment we started searching for the Dragonballs. They'll be here any day now. They're more powerful than any of you could even imagine," she smiled menacingly at the Earthlings. Chi-Chi wanted to do nothing more than hit the Saiyan girl, but she knew it would do no good, so she kept her temper under control.

"And you," she said, rounding on her fellow Saiyans. "Frieza has quite a few lovely surprises in store for the surviving Saiyans. We could have avoided that mess. Don't expect to remain together for much longer." She turned to her brother. "And your precious low level, Cerorai? She's as good as dead," Verspa laughed, "I'd like the pleasure of killing her myself. Kai knows her sister wasn't any fun to kill at all."

Vegeta was boiling with rage. He wasn't sure why he hadn't noticed this side of his sister before. Perhaps his compassion towards her had blinded him. He wasn't going to make the same mistake again. He would make sure that she never made it back to Frieza's ship. She had threatened the weak Earthlings who had done nothing but help them. She had even gone so far as to threaten his people. And Cerorai. Vegeta wasn't sure as to why her attack on Cerorai was so offensive to him as of yet, but he couldn't let his mind dwell on it. It was time for action. It didn't matter whether Verspa's backup was seconds away or days away. He had to kill her. And he had to do it now.