Author's note: OK we are revisiting this story because I got bored and have to wait until next week to update Heart Of Vengeance so now after many, many months of waiting I have decided to revisit this series! Old fans coming back here may notice that my writing has improved and changed which will be good for this story. So lets get on with it!

Disclaimer: I don't own Dragon Ball Z or any of its affiliates. However I do own my OCs and the plot of this story.

Eighteen years ago

Vegeta suddenly sensed his rival Kakarot's energy spike up before dropping to an insurmountable level. "Wh...What happened? I can't sense anyone around there, so why did his power level plummet so quickly?" The prince said sounding shocked. He raced out of the artificial gravity chamber the briefs had prepared for his use, and out the building too. He flew at great speeds over to the area where he had last sensed his rival.

He stopped short at what he saw. Goku was lying on the ground, dead, a hole in his chest. An old voice called out to him. "Hello Vegeta, interesting seeing you here." He turned in the direction and raised an eyebrow at what he saw. There was an old man with a grey beard surrounded by; A redneck-looking man wearing a trucker hat, a tall silver man with long dark hair going down his back in a braid, a short purple skinned man wearing glasses and drinking out of a flask, finally strangest of all was a clown-like man wearing strange pants. "And who exactly are you?" He asked the man with a glare. "Are you the one who did this?" He demands

The old man merely smiles. "In a way yes, I am the one who killed son Goku, by designing the ones who actually did the deed." He gloats. Vegeta gives a low growl, and launches at the man! "I'll kill you for taking my revenge away from me!" He yells. The old man sidesteps Vegeta's first attack and catches the next. Vegeta snarls in rage and fires a blast at the old man. "Die!" The old man raises a hand and absorbs the blast. Vegeta is dumbstruck. "What?! How is this possible? I put everything I had into that!" He yells in frustration. "Ah yes, you must be talking about my energy absorbers! Useful inventions these." He says raising a hand up to show Vegeta a single red dot in the middle of his palm. "They allow me too integrate any energy my enemy uses...And use it against them." He adds darkly. Vegeta smirks in return. "Well, I highly doubt that your fancy toy can even hold a candle to the legend of the saiyan race!" The prince says, and begins to power up.

Slowly a golden aura appears around him, and golden light fills the air. "Haaaaaa!" Vegeta began to yell as his power begins to rise higher and higher. With a final yell the transformation is finished. "Say goodbye fool." The prince says before launching himself at even greater speeds at the old man! He is taken off guard by Vegeta's newfound speed, and gets punched in the face for his miscalculation. "Gah!" He yells in pain as he staggers back, holding his face. "Number 17 kill him!" The old man yells. The clown-like robot turns to Vegeta and gives a cruel smirk. "Prepare to die painfully!" He warns and fires a blast into Vegeta's armor, cracking it.

17 flies over and begins pummeling Vegeta with animalistic ferocity. The prince dodges and blocks, but can't get a decent hit in. After a half hour of fighting Vegeta is bloodied and running low on power. "Impossible! I am a Super Saiyan now! How are you so powerful?" He demanded. "I am an android, designed to kill son Goku and all the Z-warriors, you are no exception." Vegeta grit his teeth, and prepared another attack, but stopped when a hand smacked into his neck, breaking it and killing him. From behind was none other than number 13. "You were taking too long, so I decided to help out a bit, and killed em for ya." The redneck android says.

"Well, I am afraid that we don't have time to dawdle any longer, the other Z-warriors most certainly sensed his energy so we must prepare ourselves for battle." Dr. Gero tells them.

They all turn just as the Z group fly into their sight...

And soo the androids slaughtered all of the remaining Z-warriors, all except one...

Piccolo flew as fast as he could away from the fight going on behind him. Moments ago Gohan had transformed into...Something when he saw the body of his father, and having watched all his friends die against the 'Androids' as they called themselves, after he had transformed he had told Piccolo to get as far away from there as possible, before taking on the Androids by himself. There was no use in staying there and possibly dying, so that they could lose the Dragon Balls too.

Piccolo landed just outside the Briefs' house and went to the door. He saw Bulma there hugging young Bra close to her. "They're dead aren't they?" She asked sadly. "Yes." Piccolo responded. "But we need to go now and hide you and the baby, Gohan's out there currently fighting them with some new variation of super-saiyan, but I doubt that he'll be able to beat them fully. So we'll need a backup plan, and your daughter's it." He says explaining his reasoning as to why he was there to Bulma. Suddenly he felt Gohan's power drop out of existence. "We need to go now Bulma." He said masking his emotions. The woman stood up, and walked over to where a portable computer was. She grabbed a cord and stared down at it.

She held out her daughter to him, and he carefully took the baby. "I can't come with you...At least not the ordinary way, you see whoever this person is must have data of some kind on us, so he'll know where it is that we go, if more than one of us go." She paused. "And that is my reasoning for what i'm about to do next." She said. Then she shoved the cord into the back of her head, and hit the download button on the computer. Piccolo shielded the child's eyes as she did this.

It downloaded for a full minute before a message appeared on screen. "Consciousness download complete, will now start next phase of operation Transcendence." It read.

Piccolo closed the computer and grabbed it, before lifting into the sky, and blasting off, carefully shielding the little girl from the negative affects of the wind.

He raced to the Lookout only to find it trashed, and Mr. Popo hiding in a corner, with a note in hand. Piccolo walked over and took the note, it read; "We have taken Kami prisoner, as long as you don't attack us we will allow you to live in peace up there. Any action taken against me or my regime, will result in your other halve's death." Piccolo sighed and looked down at Bra. "Guess it's just me and you kid." He said. "Don't get ahead of yourself Piccolo!" A feminine voice called from the laptop. Piccolo's eyes widened and he set the girl down in Mr. Popo's arms, before opening the laptop. A holographic projection of Bulma appeared. "You have me to help you out!" She grinned.

Then Piccolo raised baby Bra with Bulma's help and eventually trained her, leading to the present day

Authors note: The end! For now, remember to read and review and until next time true readers.