Vegeta was flying throughout the planet, hoping that there was something here that he could destroy. The lifeless planet had been cleared out long ago, it was now under the control of Frieza after it had been cleared out by the saiyans before the planet was destroyed. They hoped that the team that was sent here was at least slightly incompetent and left something alive. After flying for two hours they were disappointed to find that they had flown all around the circumference of the planet and had ended up back at the ship already, only to see Cress stepping out of the ship covered in grease.

"Looks like some one's been busy," Vegeta remarked. Cress simply stared at him and continued around to the other side. He opened the console and plunged in his hand held monitor, as he rearranged the coordinates to Earth's. He continued to play with the device to make it look like he was fixing something, but at the same time he was routing power to the training room. He adjusted the capacity of the gravity controls to the point where it could withstand 50 times Earth's normal gravity. He smirked as he thought how little the other saiyans knew about gravity training. They probably couldn't withstand much more than the gravity on planet Vegeta.

"And they call themselves 'elites'," Cress scoffed. "How pathetic. They're a bunch of nobodies, and I'd be more than happy to prove it." He thought about killing them both and flying to Earth, but that would be a waste of their abilities. They may be weaker than him now, but they could easily grow to be stronger than even they could imagine. It's a very useful saiyan trait. He smirked at his next thought and decided to actually do something interesting. He aimed his hand at a nearby mountain and fired a gold energy blast, blasting it to peices. Vegeta sprinted out of the ship with Nappa shortly behind him.

"What the hell are you doing?" Nappa shouted.

"I'm bored," Cress stated, actually telling the truth. "It's been a while since I've had a sparring partner."

"What the hell are you talking about?" Vegeta asked.

"Have you never sparred with some one?" Cress questioned. "It's basically a practice fight, it helps you improve on your weaknesses so they don't get you killed in battle."

"I have no weaknesses," Vegeta scoffed arrogantly.

"Care to prove that?" Cress invited.

"Fine," the prince said. "But only this once, it's not every day that a low class fighter such as yourself gets to fight an elite like me." Cress smiled as he moved behind him and sent him flying towards the wreckage of the mountain. Vegeta reeled back surprised at the strength of Cress, wondering how he got this strong. Vegeta was barely able to dodge Cress's foot almost hitting him in the face. The boy then spun in the air and brought his fist down on Vegeta. The saiyan prince wasn't ready for an opponent this strong, maybe he was too much for him to handle. Vegeta refused to believe that this boy was stronger than him, the prince of all saiyans. He reacted and kicked Cress in the face, sending him up in the air once again.

"Galick gun!" Vegeta screamed. "Fire!" Cress moved his head up and blocked the beam of energy flying straight towards him, redirecting it into space. Cress moved behind Vegeta at such a speed that made it seem instantaneous, even to Vegeta and Nappa, as he closed his fists together and brought them down on Vegeta's head. He went face first into the rock below his feet. Cress grabbed Vegeta by the foot and threw him even further away from the ship into the ground once again. Vegeta recovered and stood up where he had hit the ground, his armor was chipped and shattered, his body was covered in blood as Cress smirked at how the arrogant saiyan prince was taken down.

"Do you see your weaknesses now?" Cress asked. Vegeta roared in his rages as he made one final attack on Cress, which was dodged. Cress sent him back to the ground face first with his elbow making contact with the back of Vegeta's head.

"Nappa," Vegeta asked. "What's his power level?" Nappa stared in complete shock at the boy.

"It's," he stuttered. "It's 33,000! And he's still holding back!"

"That's impossible!" Vegeta gasped. "Show us your full power boy!"

"You asked for this," Cress said. He began raising his energy to it's maximum power. Slowly but surely the white lightening like aura began forming around him, showing his power. Within a few seconds he was at full power.

"50,000!?" Nappa and Vegeta screamed in unison.

"Huh," Cress scoffed. "I guess my power level did go up a bit. Ah well, I guess I can take you two down without a problem now. But we do need as many saiyans as possible, right? I'll tell you this, if you do as I say I'll let you both live. I won't be like Frieza about it though, if you choose to not follow my commands I won't kill you, well not right away at least. I'll just leave you here, but if you become a problem I will destroy you with this planet." Both of the other saiyans stared in shock at his words, he was no where near Frieza's power, but he was growing fast and could surpass him within a couple years.

"Why should we listen to you?" Vegeta asked.

"Because I can help you restore our race to it's former glory,"Cress answered. "And I can help you both get stronger." Neither of the older saiyans had any objections to strength. Perhaps if the legend was true, they could gather the remaining saiyans and create an unstoppable force of legends. A team of super saiyans, the ultimate warriors in the universe. They both ducked their heads down in submission, hoping that the strength they would gain was worth it.