Seconds after Azuki & Paragus, along with his son Broly, left the station, they each felt the impact of the explosion in the escape pod. The blast wave rattled the pod's inner components, flickering the lights for a brief moment. Broly flinched, but was overall unphased. He was mostly just staring at Azuki. Paragus clicked a switch, & the ship turned to face in the direction of the blast, while floating away from it.

"You did good. It won't be long until Frieza finds out though. The gods know, he probably did. What's your plan of action?" Paragus stared out the window, with a concerned look on his face.

"To be honest, I haven't had enough time to think, just act. But I know one thing, if I'm the strongest Saiyan left alive, my goal at this point is to seek revenge for what Frieza has taken from us. I know you are no fighter, and little Broly here is just a child. Besides, to be strong enough to take on Frieza, one must train. Neither one of you has experience in battle, so it is my responsibility to take action." Broly threw a punch in the air in response. Azuki smiled briefly.

"All of what you said is true, and I encourage your enthusiasm. What Frieza has done should not go unpunished, but Frieza has a power level greater than any of us can imagine. We don't know what he's fully capable of, how will you even train to his level?"

"I don't know..." Azuki said, cupping her face in her palms. "...but... there is hope. Paragus..." she looked up. "Do you know of the legend of the super Saiyan?"

Paragus nodded in response. "Yeah, and?"

"If I can achieve that, realize the legend, maybe I'll have a chance. Right?"

"Perhaps. But that raises the question: how? To become what the legend has foretold, you would have to be pure of heart, and only the gods know what that really means, for a Saiyan to be 'pure of heart'." Paragus scoffed pessimistically.

"My heart is only focused on one thing: retribution for our race, our home. Tell me that's not considered pure."

"I don't doubt you for a minute, dear Azuki. But from a scientific perspective, I could not tell you for sure whether or not you're right. The only evidence we have to rely on is a legend."

"Then let's assume the legend is true. It's our best bet." Azuki said, clenching her fist in determination.

"Fine, but then what? Where will you train?"

"...I have an idea. How many battle stations are there in the area?" She asked.

"Three, four if you count Frieza's ship."

"Okay, besides that, what's the closest one?"

"...that would be...the base by planet 62." Paragus pulled up a map on a small screen, showing where the bases were, and pointing to the one they would be headed to.

"Then we'll go there." Paragus nodded, and put in the co-ordinates. With the push of a few buttons the pod changed it's course.

"Although station 62 is the closest, it is much more equipped for battle than most. Its weapons system alone could kill you in an instant. Are you absolutely sure you want to go here?" Paragus' gaze at Azuki was much more concerned than before.

"Yes, I'm sure. Besides, I need a challenge." Azuki stared out the window in anticipation.

"If that's your wish. We will only accompany you to the station, but once we're there I will have to leave immediately. I cannot stay for long."

Azuki sighed, realizing she'd have to reorganize her escape strategy. "Alright, I understand. You do have your son, after all." Azuki leaned over to Broly and gave him a peck on the nose. Broly giggled and grabbed her nose, clenching tightly. "Oww!" She giggled along with Broly, "Broly stop! Stooop!" she laughed even more, which also made Broly laugh more, then let go. The three cheerily laughed and chatted until they arrived at planet 62.

Frieza spent about two hours just lazing around in his floating chair until any news popped up of the Saiyan they were after. He was watching an anime on the holographic display on the window, until Dodoria entered the room. She held a large tabloid device in her thick palms.

"Lord Frieza, a nearby recruitment station just went offline. I believe it's been destroyed, sir."

"Is that so? Do you know who could have done that?" asked an annoyed Frieza, gripping a remote control tightly in his hand.

"I believe its the Saiyans, but radiation leaked into the security tapes, so it's hard to make out. Here, I'll bring er up, just gimme a second." Dodoria tapped her device a few times, and suddenly the screen on her tabloid was the same on Frieza's holographic display. Frieza's eyesight was much greater than Dodoria's, and he could easily make out the two Saiyan tails as they exited the room. Not much longer, the female was shown in the control room, setting up the self destruct. He crushed the remote control in his chair, furious with his empire's failure to hold up against a single Saiyan.

"So that monkey scum DID escape! ZARBON!" He yelled to the other room. "Head for planet 62 IMMEDIATELY!" Zarbon jumped in fright, and followed the command almost instantaneously.

"Um sir, why there?" Asked Dodoria. Her muscles all clenched as Frieza turned to face her, ready to eat her own words for dinner.

"That's the closest station from the recruitment station. If we leave for there now, we can ambush and exterminate them." Frieza's voice was dark, and very very pissed.

"Oh, uh... right. M-my bad sir."

"That filthy dirty monkey in the red..." Frieza faced toward the screen, pointing at Azuki's image. "I want her dead first. Send a direct alert to planet 62, I want that station fully armed and ready for an intruder, and annihilate them at ALL costs."

"Alright, on it-..."

"NOW, DODORIA!" Dodoria quickly tapped her screen, sweat droplets forming on her forehead.

"Oh, and by the way, Dodoria?" Asked a very grumpy Frieza.

"Y-yes my lord?"

"I think you need to see an optometrist, your eyesight is horrible. Get some glasses while you're at it."

"Y-yes sir, will do!" Dodoria finished the direct message, hit send, then left the room to avoid any more of Frieza's wrath.