Episode 54

A Huge Threat

Frieza's four scouts led the way and the imprisoned Namekians must follow them from behind. They were walking tiredly on their chained and aching feet for miles. Frieza, his father, and his two right-hand men flew in the skies instead to meet up with the Ginyu Force as soon as possible. Zarbon and Dodoria kept two DragonBalls underneath arms while King Cold carried the fifth one.

While riding on his hovering pod, Frieza had a grin plastered on his face, knowing that with all the elite recruits he had summoned now, he will be unstoppable.

Meanwhile, Krillin and Raditz continued to fly off to the opposite direction, trying to escape from the ten henchmen whom Frieza sent to eliminate them and retrieve the DragonBall that they took. They took haste, immediately emerging from behind, intending to stop them from their tracks.

"There he is!" cried one soldier.

"That Raditz," growled another one. "You deserved to get killed by Lord Frieza!"

Krillin continued to hold Dende and Cargo in his arms. He turned his head. "Man, they're gaining up on us! We have to go faster!"

His aura reacted to his burst of speed, leave behind jets of air and trails of his blue aura. Raditz tried to keep up with him, but the terrible wound on his right shoulder was slowing him down.

It did not take Krillin long to find out that his friend was quick falling behind. He knew that the wound was quickly draining his energy, almost paralyzing his entire body.

Raditz was grunting in pain, but he tried to disregard this, yet, the more he fought it, the fainter he was suddenly feeling. He slowly turned his head to look behind him and noticed that the ten soldiers were definitely getting closer and closer. One attempted to fire a laser beam from his weapon, but Raditz and Krillin were able to get out of the way to avoid it.

"Oh man, what should we do?" Krillin was trying to come up with a plan. Suddenly, the sun of this planet spread its rays to him, making him almost having to cover his eyes since they were vivid and almost glowing. When the sunlight spread across his skin, he suddenly came up with a brilliant idea.

"That's it!" Krillin realized. He quickly grabbed the attention of the two Namekian children. "Hey, guys, I know this might sound strange, but I need you two to close your eyes!"

Cargo and Dende stared at him with so much bewilderment. All the events that were happening to them now made no sense and were all in tangles.

"Just trust me on this!" Krillin convinced them.

Cargo and Dende were rendered speechless still, but they did as they were told and closed their eyes and buried their faces close to their chests. Krillin also told Raditz to shut his eyes as well as he had a clever, old trick up in his sleeves.

Once everyone's eyes were closed, Krillin instantly changed direction and went straight to the ten henchmen who were continued to pursue after them. The Frieza soldiers saw this and thought that the monk warrior was being desperate, he had decided to surrender to them; however, it was the complete opposite of what they had predicted.

Krillin suddenly placed his fingers on his forehead and with the power of the sun coming from this planet, he yelled, "Solar Flare!" immediately, white and vivid lights dispersed from his hand, flashing at their enemies' eyes. The henchmen immediately stopped from their tracks as this blinding light hurt them.

Their visions were temporarily blurred and they could not see a thing. Even if they rubbed their eyes enough, it did little to have their sights restored to normal.

"Aah, what the?!" yelled some of the henchmen.

"I can't see!" cried others.

"What did he do? That filthy fool!" cursed another.

Cargo, Dende, and Raditz opened their eyes again and thought that what Krillin did was really a clever plan.

However, Raditz believed he needed to end this pursuit once and for all. Still carrying the injured Moori over his shoulder and the DragonBall underneath his arm, he dashed towards the confused and startled soldiers.

"Rargh!" with energy from his body, Raditz thrust out an invisible force field from his chest, which vibrated in the atmosphere. The force field struck all ten soldiers and he sent them crashing into mountains and cliffs. Some fell into the rivers and all of them were completely knocked out.

Krillin cheered. "All right! Nice going, Raditz! …h-huh?"

But their celebration was cut short as Raditz was taken into more dreadful pain than ever as the blood from his shoulder cannot seize from bleeding. He breathed heavily while coming across this alarming sensation that he was going to lose conscious at any moment.

Raditz forced himself to surface on a small island. He released Moori from his shoulder who was still hurt from injuries. He also let go of the DragonBall from his hand to release the heavy weight he was carrying. Krillin followed him, wondering what was going on with him. He had also let go of Cargo and Dende.

"Elder!" Cargo and Dende went by Moori's side to see if he was all right.

Moori opened an eye, having no idea what just happened. He only knew that he, Cargo, and Dende were able to escape from death.

"My brethren…did…someone save us?" Moori asked, pausing in between words.

"I…I guess so," Cargo was a little uncertain.

Moori was convinced though that these two mysterious beings that had apparently saved them from the tyrant's clutches had come to this planet for good intentions. "I believe these two gentlemen are pure at heart…you know," suddenly, he coughed up more blood, still feeling injured from when Dodoria gave his brutal attack.

"Don't worry, Elder Moori. You're gonna be better, I promise," Dende assured. He knelt down beside him and he began to spread his tiny hands over the village elder. Few moments later, his hands faintly glowed and it appeared to be this gifted child was performing some kind of ritual.

"That's right," Cargo began to smile. "You have the power to heal after all, Dende!"

Moori started to smile as well. Then, he heard Krillin talking to Raditz.

"Hey, are you all right?" Krillin asked, helping him to lean against a tall boulder that was on this island.

Raditz held his bleeding shoulder. Even trying to move now was making him endure too much strain on his body. He grinded his teeth together and really felt like he was going to pass out.

"Oh man!" Krillin panicked even more. "What am I supposed to do?"

The monk warrior feared the worse, but Moori saw a solution to this. Moori held Cargo's shoulder to grab his attention and asked him in a soft voice, "My son, please heal that injured man over there."

Cargo pointed to himself with uncertainty. "…me? But, are you sure?"

"Just remember what I showed you, Cargo," Dende said who continued to heal Moori. "It shouldn't be that bad."

"But it's such a rare gift. You were born with it, Dende," Cargo mentioned, "and I wasn't. You only taught me. Will it be enough to help him?" he referred to Raditz. There was no mistaking the uncertainty in his voice.

Moori sensed the doubt in his heart, but he tried to give him some encouragement. "Just remember what we've taught you, Cargo. I know you can do it."

The village elder had hopes for him and so did his brother, Dende. Cargo finally decided that he should give it a try, understanding what he needed to do. He ran towards Krillin and Raditz.

Raditz bit his lip, grunting in agonizing pain as his wound almost conquered him.

"Just hold on, Raditz!" Krillin exclaimed.

At this time, Cargo had finally arrived and knelt beside Raditz. Without any delay, he spread his hands over his bleeding shoulder. It took him much, much longer than Dende to be able to bring out his healing powers, but with enough concentration and belief in his heart, he was able to do it with success. Even Cargo was astonished with himself that he can finally do it.

"Wha-what are you doing?" Krillin was confused.

"I'm taking care of his wound," Cargo replied calmly.

"Wait, you have the power to heal? That's amazing," Krillin remarked.

"No," Cargo shook his head. "I wasn't born with it. My brother, Dende, is, but it seems like every Namekian has this ability, but it takes a lot of patience and teachings to learn this. It's a lot easier when you have the natural talent."

"Hah, hah, like singing," Krillin joked around a little.

Raditz kept taking heavy breaths, but as soon as Cargo's healing powers began to take effect, he realized that the wound was gradually vanishing from his right shoulder. He glanced at it while feeling almost rejuvenated.

Meanwhile, back on Planet Earth, Goku was still riding on top of Nimbus. He finally made a full stop at Capsule Corp. He hopped off from Nimbus and bid his trusted cloud a fond farewell. Nimbus took off again into the skies.

Goku entered the backyard of the dome-shaped house. This house was where Bulma and her parents lived in. When he arrived in the backyard, he saw a lot of blooming flowers in the garden. He also noticed that Mrs. Briefs was there, watering the plants while singing her heart out.

"Good afternoon, Mrs. Briefs!" Goku greeted her.

She turned around and was very delighted to see him. She greeted him ever so cheerfully. "Hmm? Oh, Goku! How are you?"

"Feeling much better now!" Goku stretched his arms out a bit. He then placed his hands on his blue belt. "So, um, is your husband done with that ship?" he asked, that being the reason he was here.

She placed a hand on her cheek, apologizing that her husband was not done with it yet, but he is working on it day and night to have it done.

Goku did not expect this. "Oh…heh, heh, really? But, you know, I really need to get to Namek. Hah, hah!" he laughed nervously.

"I'll tell you what. Why not we go check on it?" she suggested.

"That'll be a good idea," Goku said.

Mrs. Briefs led Goku to the laboratory. While doing so, she asked him a lot of questions about his family. "So how's your cute little son? I'm dying to meet him again! I'm sure he's gonna grow up to be a handsome gentleman just like you."

"He's doing fine. And he's turning out to be a great, determined fighter these days," he answered proudly.

"And how's your wife, Chi-Chi? I haven't seen her since you set up that reunion party like more than a year ago. Shame on you, Goku! You should visit more often."

"Sorry, it's just that I've been busy lately."

"And how're your father and brother doing? I bet they're as strong as an ox, just like you, Goku!"

Goku simply laughed this time.

The two went inside the laboratory and Mrs. Briefs greeted her husband from there. Dr. Briefs was seen tweaking and adjusting the ship's engine. Mrs. Briefs then quickly got some refreshments for both her husband and Goku to enjoy.

Goku had a pineapple smoothie and he liked the flavor very much. "Mmm, this is good!"

"My goodness," Mrs. Briefs complimented her husband's work. "This is a really beautiful ship, honey!"

"Yeah," Goku agreed with her. "It's really huge."

"Wait 'till you see what the inside looks like," Dr Briefs took the short flight of steps to get closer to the ship's door.

Goku's ship was spherical in shape and had four very short legs. It had several small windows, which went around the ship. The company's name "Capsule Corp" was imprinted at the front to show that it was made exclusively here.

"I'll go get some biscuits while you two explore the ship," Mrs. Briefs quickly went back to the kitchen.

Goku turned to Dr. Briefs. "I know you're still working on this ship, but did you try to repair my old ship, the one that I landed with when I was a baby?"

"Sadly, I tried repairing it, but I guess it's just been sitting there for so many years, the engine just died. Not to mention, it had a lot of damage from when it landed, most likely," Dr. Briefs thought.

"Oh, bummer," Goku expressed. "Probably I smashed it too hard when I was a baby or something."

"Well, anyways, I installed everything including your training materials." Dr. Briefs added who was now opening the door.

"Really?" Goku asked. "Even the gravity room?"

"Yes, of course. The maximum you can get is 100xG, which far surpasses Earth's gravity. Be careful though. It's wise if you take your training step-by-step at a time. You don't want stress yourself out too much," he strongly advised him.

"Don't worry. I'll be careful. I need to do some heavy training though before I get to Namek," Goku let him know.

Dr. Briefs finally opened the door, letting him see what was inside. Goku entered and was amazed by its vastness and wide space. Everything looked to be in order.

"Wow, you really did all of this? This is amazing!" Goku exclaimed.

"Yes, of course!" Dr. Briefs said. "Now, down the stairs is where your kitchen, bathroom, and your bedroom are. Just follow the green arrows and it leads to you these rooms-"

As he talked, Goku immediately became confused since he was speaking in a manner as if his ship was finished built even though Dr. Briefs claimed that it was not. He had to interrupt him. "Hold on, but I thought you said you were still working on it?"

"Huh? Yeah, I'm not finished with it yet because I need to add one final piece," Dr. Briefs held up one finger, "and that's to add the café cappuccino machine."

Goku could not believe what he was hearing. So he was waiting all this time for this one, tiny, extra installment, which can be irrelevant for his trip after all? "Say what?! You're not finished because you need to add a café machine?!"

"What's wrong?" Dr. Briefs asked, a bit confused himself. "A good cup of coffee every morning will help you start your day right and keep you awake. You can't go without it!"

"But I have no time for some stupid café thing! I need to get to Namek right now!" Goku insisted.

He had no idea why he was rushing all of a sudden. "But it'll only take a day or two. It's not like Namek is gonna go anywhere."

"Yeah, but Bulma and the others need my help on Namek. Something went up, so I have to hurry! Come on, just please tell me how to fly this thing!" Goku began to panic a bit.

Dr. Briefs may have to skip the cappuccino machine after all although he was looking forward to install it. He rubbed his beard. "Okay then, so I guess there's no time to waste. All you have to do is to press the very large button on the control device and you're off to Planet Namek in no later than six days."

"Six days? Wow, and to think Bulma and the others took them like a month or so," Goku said. Of course, he was not aware that there was actually a ten-day shortcut to Namek. "All right, Doc, thanks a lot!"

Goku quickly finished the rest of his pineapple smoothie. He then went inside this newly built ship to start on his journey as soon as possible.

Soon, Mrs. Briefs came back, holding a tray full of biscuits and cookies she baked ten minutes ago. She was now with Oolong and Puar who had come to see Goku after hearing the news that he was back in tip-top shape.

"You said Goku was in here?" Oolong asked along with Puar who was floating beside him.

"Of course!" Mrs. Briefs said. "He came here to see the ship."

However, even if Oolong and Puar wanted to meet him, they were a bit too late to do so since Goku was already in the ship and plotting coordinates in. "Okay, I guess this is the right button," he then pressed the largest button that was on the control device. Immediately, his ship shook, creating turbulence on the floor that it was standing on. The roof of Dr. Brief's laboratory opened up in response to the ship's take-off countdown. After the countdown was done, the ship quickly took off into the skies and into the universe, leaving clouds of smoke behind.

"WHAT?!" everyone yelled.

"He's leaving already?" Mrs. Briefs asked.

"Goku! Wait!" Puar tried to call out to him.

"And I didn't get to say 'Hi' to him!" Oolong mentioned.

Scratch, Dr. Briefs' pet cat who always rode on his owner's shoulder, was disturbed by this quake and he screeched. "Meooww!"

Dr. Briefs coughed from all this smoke, but he was glad that the ship was working properly after all.

Once the spacecraft had left the atmosphere and had returned to normal speed after enduring turbulence from its take-off, Goku noticed that the room had fallen completely silent. He quickly felt something was missing.

He sighed. "Huh, I didn't know it was gonna be this quiet…and lonely, too," he crossed his arms, but he had no time to be thinking about this. Other important matters were at hand. He needed to start training now so that he can be fully prepared for the upcoming challenges ahead.

He got up from his seat while tying his blue belt and fixing his wristbands. "Okay then, it's time for training! Only six days to get stronger…since King Kai's planet has 10xG, I should start at 20xG!"

Goku went inside the gravity room and he adjusted the settings to the desired gravity. Once he felt this pull, he almost fell to the floor. Nevertheless, he resisted this and kept his body stiff and firm. To warm himself up, he planned to circle around the training room to get used to this gravity as soon as possible.

While doing so, he realized, "Wow, this is pretty intense! Should've started at 15xG!"

On Namek, Cargo had finished healing Raditz. At this time, Moori was completely cured from his wounds. He and Dende were now watching Cargo performed his healing powers. Once the wound had disappeared from Raditz's shoulder, his eyes opened wide, having this sense of rejuvenation both in his mind and in body. The once agonizing pain that was overtaking him had completely disappeared as if the injury he received was not there in the first place.

"You did it, Cargo!" Dende praised him.

"Wow, I never thought I'll be able to do it," Cargo stared at his tiny hands.

Krillin was relieved to know that his friend was all right. "You're okay now, Raditz! Gosh, I don't know how to thank you guys," he smiled at the Namekians.

Raditz was simply amazed. He held his shoulder, moved it a bit, but there was no pain at all. He also did not have to struggle to stand on his two legs again. He gazed at the skies above him, breathing in the air. He then gave his utmost gratitude to the Namekians.

Cargo and Dende smiled back.

Elder Moori stepped forward and had a conversation with them. He wanted to know their reasons for being in this planet. "You gentlemen, you were the ones who saved us back there? But why?"

Krillin assured him, "Don't worry. We're on your side. It's a long story, but friends of ours back where we live, which is Earth, had passed away from a battle we recently fought there. We thought that we might come here, to Namek, and use your DragonBalls to wish them back."

Moori was apparently surprised how he knew about the DragonBalls.

"Well, we have two Namekian friends who resided on Earth all their lives," Krillin said. "And one of them has the power to make the DragonBalls. Their names are 'Kami' and 'Piccolo.'"

Moori seemed to be able to recognize that one name. "Kami? Wait, I think I've heard of that name before, but that was back a long time ago when our planet was going through a lot of instability while going through radical changes in the atmosphere. Perhaps some of our fellow Namekians had sent the young ones to the distant corners of space in order to get them out of our planet's chaos back then. Perhaps this Kami is one of those children," he strongly assumed.

It clearly made sense, Krillin and Raditz thought, and it was the very reason why Kami and Piccolo very much looked different from the inhabitants of Earth.

Dende and Cargo saw the DragonBall that Raditz was carrying earlier ago. They went to it and held it.

"I'm sure you know that evil forces have come to invade our planet and steal the DragonBalls away from us," Moori quickly had a serious expression.

"We're well-aware of that," Raditz answered. He knew more about their enemies than anyone else in this planet did.

"At the moment, our people are falling into the hands of dark forces," from the inside, even though Moori was keeping his courage high, he was deeply worried for his people and for their planet. "We actually do not know what to do at this point. We're too weak to save our people from this heartless Frieza. He won't stop at nothing until he gets his selfish desire for immortality."

Raditz kept quiet, yet he could feel this burning emotion in his chest. As for Krillin, he tried to look at the positive side of their current situation.

"Hey, but since we were able to get one DragonBall from Frieza," Krillin pointed at it, "he should have a hard time finding it. I think for now, we should go into hiding and keep this DragonBall somewhere safe where no one can see it."

They agreed that it was the best decision they should do for now.

"Come on, we'll take you to our friend," Krillin referred to Bulma. He then began to laugh. "Hah, hah! She can be very bossy, but she's a brilliant inventor and scientist. She's a very good friend just as long you don't push the wrong buttons on her. She's found a very good hiding place where we can all stay in for the time being."

Dende, Cargo, and Moori believed that their friend seemed interesting. They were also very much convinced that he and Raditz can be trusted after all.

Krillin leveled with the two Namekian children. "Can you guys fly?" he asked.

Dende and Cargo told them that they certainly can, though they were still learning, they could manage. Moori informed him that he was perfectly capable of flying as well.

Krillin then picked up the Namekian DragonBall with him. Moori, Cargo, and Dende followed Krillin and Raditz from behind who led them the way to safety.

However though, not all Namekians in this planet had been notified about the unexpected invasion of their planet. There was actually a small group of Namekians still going about their daily lives in their unharmed and peaceful village. It was one of the few villages in this planet that had not been disturbed and had not seen the horrors of their people's ends and imprisonment; however, that might all change once more.

Vegeta was seen traveling in the skies. He was using his red scouter to locate any Namekians that were still alive. They may be carrying a DragonBall with them and so, he will have to accomplish this task fast in order for none of Frieza's men to be able to discover that he, the Prince of all Saiyans, had a DragonBall in his possession now.

Not too long, he found a village with several healthy Namekians living there. He had a raucous, prideful laughter. "Hah, hah! Frieza unfortunately missed an inch of this area. They probably have a DragonBall with them. Even if they don't, then I'll force them to talk where it is."

Vegeta immediately made his unwelcomed presence known by landing in front of the village. His presence already boded an ill omen.

The Namekians clearly noticed him and were already suspicious of his foreign appearance.

"Not a corpse yet to be seen. And I don't see a DragonBall anywhere," nonetheless, the Saiyan Prince had a sinister grin. "Well, we'll just see about that."

The Namekians began whispering, asking who he was, what race did he come from, and why he was here in the first place. What surprised them the most was how he knew about the DragonBalls.

Vegeta quickly questioned all of them, demanding where the elder was as well as their DragonBalls. No one answered, however. There was complete silence and because of this, the prince's patience was already being tried. He raised his voice and demanded an answer from them.

A wise, elderly Namekian, which was the village elder, finally approached him and told him in a straightforward tone, "We must apologize, but we cannot give what you seek for. Furthermore, we sense an evil desire in you. I highly advise that you leave this place immediately."

Vegeta was not easily persuaded. In fact, he declared to him, "What filthy lies, old man! That's all I've been hearing since I set foot on this puny planet. Let me ask again. Where's that DragonBall of yours?"

The elder still did not share any information concerning this. He only asked him to leave one more time.

Unfortunately, Vegeta was more of a greater threat than anyone else believed him to be. The innocent Namekians had no clue that they were already endangered.

With a cruel and merciless heart, he pointed his finger at the elder.

"Wrong answer," the ruthless Saiyan Prince warned them.

The older Namekians were questioning his actions, wondering what he was doing while the Namekian children trembled and hid behind their caretakers and houses. Everyone could sense that there was trouble in the air.

Vegeta smirked with such malice. "Bang."

Immediately, from the tip of his finger, a perilous, blood-colored blast was shot and headed straight towards the elder. His intentions were very clear. He was planning to annihilate them, but one brave Namekian warrior sacrificed himself and shielded the village elder. The prince's attack was dangerously powerful; it pierced through his chest. He blanked out and quickly fell to the ground, lifeless. The Namekians watched in horror to see their brother fall, deeply frightened and almost petrified to witness this in front of their eyes. They were not expecting and were not prepared for this kind of animosity at all.

Vegeta had another menacing grin. "Are you ready to talk? Or will I be forced to make you to?"

No one said a word. Everyone was completely shocked.

The Saiyan Prince had no choice then but to carry on with his torment amongst the Namekian, killing them one by one until one of them finally breaks and gives the answers that he needed.

Outside of Frieza's ship, there were guards patrolling outside. The other Namekians as well as almost all of the village elders whom were captured a few days ago by Frieza and his men, they were all locked away in the overlord's ship. They were distributed to three different rooms with enough space for them to breathe at least.

When the guards outside saw the five space pods landing from a distance, this signified to them that the Ginyu Force had arrived. After they landed, the members of this elite forced went ahead in front of Frieza's ship to wait for their master. He summoned them after all, which meant he must have an important task for them.

After waiting for a while, Frieza, his father, and his right-hand men had entered. Frieza continued to sit in his levitating pod. He instantly had a grin on his face once he saw the Ginyu Force waiting for him.

And his elite force saw him in return. With great allegiance, they immediately lined-up in front of their master.

Zarbon and Dodoria were quite amazed to see the Ginyu Force right in front of their eyes. Even though they knew of them very well, they had only seen them in a few occasions. Each five members of this galactic troop carried his own special ability in battle, which gave them the reputation for being devious, brutal, and skillfully strategic. They were certainly feared by those who had encountered them or even who knew of their name.

"Hah, hah, hah!" Frieza laughed with pride, knowing he was only a few days or perhaps even hours away to get the wish he had always wanted for.

"Rargh!" at the other side of the planet, Vegeta was wiping out every Namekian in the village in which he invaded to his will. The villagers who lived there had shockingly reduced from twenty to only six left, two of which were the only Namekian children living in the village including three young adult Namekians and the village elder himself.

Vegeta sent a ravaging fist straight to the face of one of the older Namekian, crushing his skull and ending his life there. Now, the numbers had been reduced to five.

The elder was shocked and terrified, he tried to stop the prince from his savage acts. "Stop this! What do you want from us?! Just leave us in peace!"

"I've already been telling you what I want!" Vegeta yelled at them with rage. "Where is that DragonBall?!"

"I told you, we can never tell you where it is, not to someone whose intentions are selfish and for his own cruel desires!" the elder refused to give in.

Vegeta felt his unyielding attitude was only making his fellow people around him suffer. "Every time you resist, the more of your people fall. I'm sure you wouldn't allow this to happen further, will you?"

The elder could not say anything. It was all too much for him, he fell to his knees from all the horror and the bloodbath this Saiyan was causing. "Please, leave us be!" the elder begged. "Leave us in peace!"

The Saiyan Prince thought he should continue to threaten him by showing the remaining Namekians the grand finale that will finally make the elder talk. "You leave me no choice then," he said.

All of a sudden, he teleported near one of the two Namekian children who were trying to hide and escape. Vegeta pulled up the child close to him and almost chocked him on his neck. He had his left hand raised, which quickly electrified, gathering very perilous energy that will surely make the Namekian child disappear and fade into nothing.

"NO!" the elder cried out in horror.

The Namekian child being trapped in Vegeta's arms was coughing a lot, trying to gasp for more oxygen, his eyes shedding endless tears, crying and screaming for help. One of the two young adult Namekians tried to save the child, but Vegeta delivered an overwhelming and damaging kick to his abdomen, paralyzing his body and ending his life as well.

Now, there were only four left in the village.

Vegeta continued to strangle the child with his arm, draining every bit of his life. "Well?" he intimidated the elder.

The other Namekian child began to cry while the other older Namekian was completely frozen to his feet. As for the elder, that was his breaking point. He could not take it any longer and so, just before Vegeta had actually decided to end the child's life, the village elder cried in tears and finally told him where the DragonBall was.

"Please, stop this madness! Fine, I'll tell you where the last DragonBall is. It's with the Eldest Namekian, the Grand Elder of our people…he lives far away. It'll take you days to get to him, but that's where he is!" he desperately cried out.

"Where exactly?!" Vegeta insisted to hear more information.

"O-over there!" he trembled, picking up his walking stick and pointing it straight behind the merciless prince.

Vegeta grinned evilly, knowing his torment had finally gotten him the answer that he wanted.

At the other side of the planet, the Ginyu Force had met up with Frieza and now, they had made their entrances. Being renowned as one of the most powerful elite forces in the entire galaxy, not only they looked powerful and robust, but they must also look…good and epic in front of their audience.

The members of the Ginyu Force introduced themselves one by one.

First, it was this sadistic, brute alien who looked more human in form. He had an abnormal, elongated face and his orange hair styled in a Mohawk hairdo. He was dressed in similar armor as the rest of Frieza's men wore only he had the symbol of the Ginyu Force imprinted on the left side of his chest plate (his other comrades also wore similar uniforms). He was bulky in size, his body built mainly for brute force and power. He did a pose of his own and said, "Whoo! I'm Recoome!"

Next member was the tallest one in the group. He had deep, blue skin with a few speckles on him. He was quite thin in shape, but nevertheless, muscular, his body conditioned for immense speed. He also had a plated head along with bright, red eyes. He did a pose similar to Recoome's. "Hello! Burter!"

The next one was another alien who was quite similar in appearance to Zarbon, only he was shorter in size and had a much more rock n' roll-like personality. His wild, white hair lengthened to his hamstrings. He had red, magma skin and he had bright, green eyes. He swayed his hair like a rocker style and spoke in an Australian-like accent. "Heh! Oh yeah!" he raised his hands in a V-form and said, "I'm Jeice!"

Next was the smallest member of the team. He had four eyes, olive-colored skin, and his size was quite comparable to Dodoria's. He may seem weak, but he held a special type of psychic power, which gave him the reputation for being sly and sneaky. He did a pose with a close-up image of his eyes. "Rargh, hyah! Guldo!"

Last, but not least, was the leader of this galactic gang. He had two black horns on each side of his head, had nerves on his forehead that were very visible to one's eye, and had light, purple skin. His body was well-conditioned for combat and he, too, also had hidden special powers. He was versatile and balanced in all types of attacks and defense, which can surprise any opponent who fought him. He did a special pose on his own and announced, "And Captain Ginyu!"

They were almost at the end of their brief introductory. The five members of the Ginyu Force then took turns, saying.

"Now-," Recoome began first.

"You-," Burter followed afterwards.

"See-," Jeice took his turn.

"The-," Guldo said his line.

"Power-," Ginyu was the last.

Once more, they performed another set of poses, putting a memorable end to their conspicuous and quite intimidating introduction. It may look like they did all these poses just to show off, but again, each member carried a special type of strength, those who come across them should fear who they were and what they were capable of especially in battle.

"-OF THE GINYU FORCE!" what started with a plain, solid background, it quickly transitioned into a background filled with roses, golden bells, gleaming bubbles, and smooth ribbons, which almost contradicted to their combined menace and arrogance.

"Uh…," Frieza was actually embarrassed, his cheeks turning red. He always had a slight problem with them being too much of perfectionists when trying to perfect their poses and everything.

Afterwards, he grinned nervously and praised their crazy creativity. "…well…that's quite an entrance, boys."

The Ginyu Force felt proud of themselves. "HAH!"

Meanwhile, back at the village, Vegeta was satisfied that the elder had finally told him where apparently the last DragonBall was. It made sense that this was kept with the wisest and eldest Namekian who lived in this planet.

However, Vegeta was not contented with the fact that the Namekians had to make him wait for this long and waste his breath just so he can receive a simple answer from them. The Saiyan Prince decided to wipe out every single inhabitant in this village anyway as their punishment for wasting his precious time.

"No, stop!" cried the village elder in sheer desperation. "I already told you what you seek for. Now, please, leave us alone!"

"Shut up, old man," Vegeta seriously said. Without any second thoughts, he was about to prepare the final impact that will turn this village into a barren wasteland until all of a sudden, his instincts and senses heightened.

"…what?" Vegeta immediately fell silent. He suddenly dropped the Namekian child from his arm and turned around, staring at the skies above him. The Namekian child coughed a lot, but he stood up and ran towards the village elder, embracing him for comfort. The village elder hugged him back, relieved that the child was all right.

Without the need for his scouter, the Saiyan elite had acquired the skill of sensing other people's life forces thanks to this near-death experience back on Earth. He wanted to make sure though that what he was sensing was accurate; therefore, he used his scouter. Based on the readings, his device picked up five different kinds of power levels.

Vegeta's eyes slowly widened as he found these numbers to be too familiar for him.

Instantly, a rush of panic plagued his entire mind, he felt his fingers fidgeting and his body shaking a little. He cannot believe what he was reading on his scouter.

"It can't be…why would they be here?!" he questioned angrily. He then stared back at the lifeless and the remaining Namekians. He quickly thought he had no time dealing with them now. According to these apparently, enormous power levels he was picking up, he will be facing another obstacle, a greater threat. He cannot believe by what was occurring to him now, he took off his scouter, dropped it on the ground, and crushed it with his left foot.

"If Frieza's thinking of taking drastic measures just so he can get the last DragonBalls, he's sadly mistaken," his fists tightened with more anger written on his face. "I'll…I'll be the one who's going to be immortal!" he declared. His apprehension and rage had his aura emerge from his body, violently surrounding him. With haste, he dashed into the tainted skies, leaving no trace behind except for the atrocious scene he had caused to this innocent village.

Whoosh!