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A tall lean man with blue eyes and black hair stood on the other side of the door. Gohan noticed that the man was leering at Trunks.

"Can I help you?" Gohan said, stepping in front of Trunks. The man smiled and held out his hand.

"The names Blaze" Gohan stared at his hand before deciding to actually shake the hand. Blaze suddenly unwound his tail that had been hidden in his shirt. Trunks and Skylar gasped as they saw the appendage. Vegeta, who was sitting at the table heard the gasps and decided to make his way towards the door.

"S-so I guess that means you're a saiyan huh?" Gohan stammered.

"Yes, I was abandoned by my father when I was two years old."

"Erm my apologies." Gohan tried his best not to roll his eyes. He noticed that the saiyan kept looking and smirking at Trunks, who was starting to feel uncomfortable. Gohan narrowed his eyes, "Why exactly are you here?" Blaze continued to smirk before replying,

"I see that the young princess is living with you." Trunks's anger got the best of him and began to charge at him but Vegeta beat him to the punch.

"You better answer the question as to why you're here." Blaze began to power up to the point where his hair began to flash yellow. The four saiyans stared at him with wide eyes.

"What!? No way!" Gohan said in disbelief. Vegeta laughed and began to power up until his hair also began to flash yellow. Blaze smirked and his image faltered for a second and there was a bright flash of light. Vegeta grunted as he was repeatedly pelted with small energy blasts. After the dust cleared, Vegeta stood smirking back.

"Is that all you've got?" He said arrogantly. Blaze began to snicker and smirked.

"Don't get too cocky. Those tiny energy blasts were just child's play. In fact, those blasts absorb your energy." No sooner had he said that and Vegeta winced as he started to feel the effects. Blaze suddenly charged forward and before Vegeta could react, he was knocked down. Vegeta had his arm around his waist as the pain rippled through him.

"W-what the hell!?" He grunted and winced. Trunks gaped at Vegeta and turned to look back at Blaze, fists clenched.

"You bastard.." He went super saiyan and charged at Blaze foolishly.

"Trunks! No! Don't do it!" He ignored Skylar's warnings and tried to punch Blaze. His eyes widened as he was met with air and he whirled around to find Blaze. He suddenly felt someone place their hand on his shoulder. He jumped back and was face to face with Blaze. Trunks opened his mouth to say something, but couldn't get the words out. His mouth had gone dry and his eyes widened. Blaze noticed and smirked down at him.

"What's wrong prince? Too fast for you?" Trunks gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, he realized that he was no match for him. He powered down to his normal stage and lowered his head. Blaze raised an eyebrow,

"Already giving up are you now?" He taunted before frowning and looked at him in disapproval and disgust. "Fucking joke." He spat at his feet and powered down. He looked over at Gohan and Skylar, smirking once again. Gohan could feel the anger boiling inside him. He shielded Skylar from Blaze as he began walking towards them and stopped a foot away from Gohan.

'Strange, there's something about this guy. But what?' Blaze narrowed his eyes and searched Gohan's ki. His eyes widened a fraction as he felt the sudden pulse. 'Impossible... I wonder if he is conscious of his inner power?' He frowned, 'We have to get rid of him before he becomes too much of a threat...' He hid his concern by smirking.

"Tch, you're all pathetic weaklings. And to answer your bothersome question that I couldn't answer since I was cut off rudely." He said nodding towards Trunks and Vegeta, who was now standing and glaring daggers at Blaze.

"I am here for a reason and that reason is to bring Dr. Briefs and Ms. Briefs with us to the Red Ribbon Army to work as scientists at our lab." Skylar cocked her head to the side.

"Us?" Blaze gave her a spine chilling smirk.

"There are six of us. All pure blooded saiyans. We landed here on earth not too long ago with a mission to destroy this planet and eradicate it's inhabitants. We encountered a group who held the same views as ours and we decided to join forces with them. Cause why the hell not? I know you are wondering why we didn't just blow this place up. Well we thought it'd be fun to enjoy ourselves and wreck havoc. Not to mention the delicious feeling of causing fear in you peop-"

"Enough! I'm tired of hearing you blabber about your disgusting fetish!" Vegeta said angrily. Blaze turned around to look at him before responding,

"You're one to talk prince Vegeta. Especially since you and I both know how much you thrive on other's fear. Stop lying to yourself. If I recall, you were Frieza's favorite pet. Why did he liked you as much as he did? You were merciless and enjoyed making them suffer before finishing them off, just like him. I have to say though, I am a little disappointed. You see, me and the rest saw you as a role model at the time. Now, you're a soft weakling living carefree." Vegeta was seething on the inside. But on the outside he looked calm and collected. Blaze knew that he had angered him and decided to anger them all.

"Well, it seems that I must go now." He turned his back and began to take to the sky. He stopped and turned to look at them.

"Keep in touch with your national news channel. I'm sure you'll see that we aren't playing games here." He said and flew towards the dark horizon. The four saiyans remained standing in the darkness.

"Son of a bitch!" Vegeta smashed his fist into the wall.

"He's up to something, I just know it." Vegeta turned to look at Gohan angrily.

"Great smart one! Nice of you to tell us! Even after he already fucking told us half breed!"

"Vegeta what's going on out here? Bulma came outside with the little girl in her arms, who was now awake and very alert. Trunks turned to look at her and began walking towards her.

"Mom we have turn the television on." He said as he was walking inside. Bulma looked after him in confusion.

"What's wrong with Trunks?" Gohan and Skylar walked inside and Vegeta turned to look at her.

"Shit happened that's what."

"What?" Vegeta sighed angrily and closed his eyes.

"There's a little fuck running around threatening the existence of every creature on this mud ball." Bulma looked at him in fear.

"Can't you just take him out?"

"No"

"W-what!?"

"There are six saiyans and by the looks of it, they're all strong. I can't believe I'm saying this but, I don't think we're going to be able to to handle this on our own." He said and made his way indoors, Bulma following closely. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Minutes after explaining, Bulma rushed to the phone and called Krillin, who contacted the rest of the Z fighters. They all flew over to Capsule Corp., even Master Roshi was brought over, with the help of Krillin of course. When they arrived, Gohan began to fully inform them. Now, everybody was seated in the living room watching the news. Time seemed to be going by very slowly and they were growing bored.

"Are you sure that guy is going to do something? I mean, maybe he was just messin' with you guys?" Yamcha shrunk back when he noticed the glare that Vegeta was giving him.

"Give it some time Yamcha, and Vegeta stop scowli-" Bulma was cut off as a news reporter suddenly showed up on the screen.

"Alright everyone be quiet!" Someone said and they watched intently, hoping that nothing had actually happened. The news reporter looked beyond terrified as he walked through rubble.

"W-we bring to you live from South City where catastrophic events have recently taken place earlier this morning." The camera zoomed in on a burnt building with broken windows.

"We are not sure where and if there are, any survivors. As you can see behind me, the once magnificent skyscrapers of South City, have been reduced to rubble and dust." Skylar rolled her eyes, "Did he have to exaggerate?"

"Quiet brat!" They watched as the reporter stumbled and regained his balance by leaning on a crumbling brick wall. The light of the camera casted the shadow of both the reporter and the camera man. Suddenly, the reporter's eyes widened and he began to tremble. They watched as the tall shadow of a man appeared next to the cameraman. The reporter backed away and screamed as the cameraman's neck was being squeezed. Skylar looked away as a grotesque 'pop' along with the sound of the camera being dropped was heard, making everything look upside down. Everyone was silent and continued to watch in horror as the reporter begged for his life, only for an arm to grasp his neck tightly. The man struggled to break free, his face was turning into an awful shade of purple. The Z fighter's grit their teeth and clenched their fists. Five more shadows suddenly appeared next to the one choking the reporter. The arm let go of the reporter and dropped him to the ground. The sound of gravel crunching was heard and the camera was lifted up, aimed at the one who had been choking the reporter. Trunks and Gohan growled as they recognized the man.

"My name is Blaze." He said smirking. Vegeta snarled and clenched his fists.

"How I would LOVE to wipe that smirk off his fucking face!" They returned their attention back to the television.

"You're all probably wondering just what the hell is going on? Aren't I right? You have probably already heard about us, The Red Ribbon Army. The same ones that you thought were dead and gone." He smirked as he heard the reporter let out a strangled gasp.

"We are back and stronger than ever! Not mention, this time, we'll be able to accomplish our mission! To end this country and continue with the rest of the continents until the world is ours! Call your special forces and reinforcements! They won't answer your cries for help! They are already six feet under!" He began to laugh maniacally for a while and stopped. He looked directly at the camera and it felt like he was looking directly at everyone that was seated in the living room. There was a sudden chill in the air and Skylar shuddered.

"However, I am waiting for a certain group that will try to attack us. You won't have any chances of winning or defeating any of us. To answer the question as to how many soldiers we have... We have more than you can count. Kill someone, and another crawls out. Give up. You know who you are." Blaze reached down and grasped the reporter's neck. The reporter looked terrified as Blaze pulled out a gun and aimed it at his head. The reporter tried to get away, but it was useless. He kept begging to be spared. Blaze ignored his prayers and smirked as he pulled the trigger.

'SPLAT!' The Z fighters looked away as the reporter's brains were shot out. Blaze was covered in the reporter's blood and he dropped the limp body. He looked back at the camera with a smirk,

"Well now you see what we are capable of. And yes. I am still talking to you. Know that we will use almost anything to destroy you." He smirked one last time before the camera was shut off.

"I'll see you again in battle someday."

A/N: Sorry if you found this chapter a little gory! This story is rated M for a reason!