The fight between Kakarot and Prince Vegeta has finally reached it's end. But before the Prince could deliver the final blow an unknown newcomer arrives on the scene and saves Kakarot's life. Who is this mysterious new arrival? Revelations are about to be unfold as the truth behind Planet Vegeta's destruction is about to be revealed.

Chapter Eleven: A Saiyan Reunion

Canyon

"It's over! Galick Gun!" Vegeta fired his energy blast.

Kakarot, still down on one knee, watched as the attack neared. He gave it everything he had and in the end this was the result. Though a bit angered for lacking the power to take the win he accepted the defeat. Better to die at the hands of one of their own than by one of Frieza's elites or the tyrant himself.

Kakarot lowered his head and closed his eyes as he prepared for the end.

Just then an unknown newcomer arrived on the scene as he appeared in front of Kakarot. "That's enough!," the new arrival shouted. Right hand extended out as he blocked the attack before it could hit the young saiyan.

Kakarot's eyes shot open as he shifted his gaze forward. His onyx black eyes falling upon an unknown figure standing in front of him. Because of the blinding light coming off from Vegeta's attack, Kakarot couldn't clearly see who this mysterious newcomer was.

Vegeta's Galick Gun cancelled out soon after. Leaving behind a cloud of smoke.

"What in the?!," said the young Prince in both shock and annoyance. "What happened!"

The cloud of smoke slowly began to fade. Vegeta narrowing his eyes as he watched as the smoke cleared revealing the new arrival. "What?!," he uttered in shock. The man looked exactly like Kakarot.

Kakarot shifted his gaze upward at the man standing in front of him. His eyes resting on the man's back. Dark blue and green saiyan battle armor rests on the man's upper body. Red armbands on either forearm, as well as a tail wrapped around the man's waist. What shocked the younger saiyan more was the man's hair that spiked out in all directions exactly like his own.

"Alright that's enough you two. This fight is over," said Bardock lowering his right arm down as his eyes focused on the young saiyan Prince who was slowly descending down to the ground a couple feet in front of him. Though the kid showed no expression on his face Bardock could tell the Prince was in a mixture of somewhat confusion and shock at seeing another saiyan alive. For who knows what the monstrous tyrant had told them about the fall of Planet Vegeta seven years ago.

Prince Vegeta landed on the ground. His right arm wrapped around his injured abdomen as his eyes rested on the older man in front of him. Who was this mysterious stranger who looked identical to Kakarot he wondered. He was a saiyan no doubt, but still how? Frieza had informed them that only Raditz, Nappa, Kakarot and himself were the only saiyans off planet when Vegeta was destroyed. So how can it be possible that another living saiyan was standing before him? This didn't make any sense to him. What was going on?

Bardock looked away from the young Prince and turn slightly to his right to look at his youngest son. The kid had grown. The last time he saw him Kakarot was merely an infant. Too busy focused on his own endeavors to even give the kid the time of day to see him or even hold him in his arms. He only saw him once when he was healing after the mission on Kanassa. He remembered hearing the kid's cries when he was inside the rejuvenation tank when he kept having those constant visions of the fall of the Planet Vegeta. Kakarot was having them too somehow. Trying to warn him of Frieza's betrayal that lead to the extinction of their race. Kakarot was supposed to have come to this planet and becomes its savior. Yet in the end he ended up working for the tyrant instead. How was his son's fate altered? How did Frieza get his hands on him?

Pushing away his thoughts of the past to be dealt with later. Bardock instead focused his attention on his injured son. The kid looked like he went through hell. "You alright kid?," he asked. No sign of emotion in his tone.

Kakarot said nothing at first as he was still filled with shock and trying to comprehend what was going on. Now seeing his face, the man looked exactly like him. Just older and his complexion a bit darker than his own along with a scar on the left side of his face. After a few seconds passed Kakarot nodded his head in response then forced himself up to his feet. His body still screaming in pain. "Who are you? And why do you look like me? What the hell's going on?"

"You're a saiyan aren't you?," inquired Vegeta. "But how can that be possible? I was told all saiyans were wiped out when Planet Vegeta was destroyed by the asteroid. Only Kakarot, Raditz, Nappa, and myself were the only ones off planet when it happened. So how can it be possible another one stands here. Who are you? Explain yourself right now!"

Bardock looked over towards the young Prince. No doubt he was King Vegeta's son. Besides being the spitting image of him. He bore the same demanding and stuck up attitude of his old man. Always trying to make themselves sound superior to those around them. No doubt it infuriated Kakarot. No wonder these two were trying to kill each other.

"My names Bardock," he replied in the same cold tone. Letting the arrogant Prince know he wasn't the least bit intimidated by his rank. "And I am well aware of who you are Prince." He paused as he returned his attention back to his youngest son. "And I know who you are Kakarot."

"What?!" Kakarot narrowed his eyes. "How do you know my name? Just who the hell are you?!"

Same attitude as his own as well. Kakarot was his son alright. "I'm your father."

"Wait what?!" Now he was more confused and more shock than before.

"You're his what?!," added Vegeta in the same manner.

Kakarot felt like his heart skipped a beat at the sudden revelation. His head feeling like it was spinning in circles as he tried to process the information just given to him. This man his father. But how could that be possible. Raditz told him their father was one of the saiyans killed when their home planet was destroyed seven years ago. So how could it be possible that he was standing here now before him alive and well. This didn't make any sense.

Kakarot took one step back. "You're lying," he replied in a shaken tone a few seconds after. "That can't be true. My brother told me our father died seven years ago. You're lying."

His father? How can that be?, thought the Prince to himself.

"It's no lie. You're my son," said Bardock. Crossing his arms over his chest.

"He's telling the truth Kakarot," spoke up another voice. One Kakarot knew very well and hadn't heard in over a year or so.

The trio shifted their gazes towards the source of the voice and landing next to the father and son was Raditz.

"Raditz? What are you doing here? How did you find us?," asked Kakarot.

"That's to no importance right now. All that matters now is that both you and Prince Vegeta need to come with us. There's somethings you two need to know," replied Raditz. He looked to his father then back to his younger sibling. "He's telling the truth little brother. This man is indeed our father. He survived the attack on Planet Vegeta. He's come back for us."

"You knew?," asked Kakarot with narrowed eyes towards his older sibling.

"I'll explain everything once we get back to the ship." Raditz then shifted his gaze towards the saiyan Prince. Seeing the poor condition he was in. Then he looked back down towards his younger brother. "Quick question. What the hell happened to you two? You look like you've been through hell."

"We tried to kill each other," both boys bluntly replied in unison.

Raditz crossed his arms over his chest and let out a sigh. "I wouldn't say that surprises me. Was bound to happen sooner or later."

"Enough of this! Raditz what is going on?," demanded Vegeta.

"There's something you need to know too Prince Vegeta and it's waiting for you aboard the ship."

"Ship? What ship?"

"You'll see."

Both Kakarot and Prince Vegeta looked at one another and exchanged glances. Everything was happening so fast that it was too much to process all at once. Leaving them with more questions than answers. There's was only one way they would be able to begin to even understand what was going on. They would follow solely so that everything would begin to make sense.

Kakarot, with the sudden revelation and his brother's reassurance, knew he had to learn the truth. If this man was truly his father, like he claim to be, then why did he take so long to come back for them? Where has he been all this time?

Both boys nodded their responses.

Mountain Range: Cui's Ship

Cui, his wrists still bound together by wire, sprinted through the long narrow hallway of the ship. Taking full advantage of the saiyans distractions of hunting down their sons Cui took the small open window of opportunity for an escape. Making his way towards the ships loading docks and in hopes of taking either one of Raditz or Nappa's space pods and warn Frieza of the Saiyans plan of war. And if not there were communication controls in the docks as well, and he would be able to get into contact with either Frieza or King Cold.

The hallway seemed to go on forever as he felt like he would never reach the end. He was very well aware of just how powerful Bardock and King Vegeta were. If they find out that he escaped they would track him down and kill him for sure. No questions asked. He had to hurry and make sure everyone was informed of what was going on.

After a few more minutes of running down multiple hallways Cui finally reached the ship's loading docks. The silver door hissed then opened. Revealing a dark room with very little light. Just enough for him to be able to maneuver his way around. Looking around for a brief moment his eyes finally fell upon the two saiyan's space pods.

"Yes," said Cui. He would finally be able to escape his imprisonment of these saiyans. All he had to do now was open the hatch up above and he would be free. Making his way towards the controls he began to type in commands for opening the door. Then something in the corner of his eye caught his attention. On the screen a light began to blink indicating an incoming transmission. He quickly responded.

"This is Cui," he said. "Who am I speaking to?"

"Well, well looks like you're still alive. Guess you weren't even worth killing to those saiyan monkeys," spoke up an accented voice. One he knew and sometimes grew annoyed with. The Captain of Lord Cooler's Armored Squadron, Salza.

"Salza," responded Cui. Trying to hide the annoyance in his voice. Salza still ranked higher than he did so he needed to respect the man's authority.

"That's Captain Salza to you."

"Yes sir." Of all people to reach transmission to his ship it had to be him. Of all members of the Frieza force.

"We've received news of the package that you were supposed to procure and have delivered to King Cold never arrived. Care to explain why," inquired Salza.

Cui gritted his teeth in nervousness as beads of sweat flowed down his face.

"I'm giving you a chance Cui to explain. Either way doesn't matter to me. King Cold is aware of everything. You and your missing crew and the saiyan monkey that I'm sure by now has escaped your grasp."

"We were mistaken. It was a trap. We thought him alone and the entire time King-," he was cut off.

"King Vegeta is alive isn't he."

Cui felt his mouth dry. "Yes."

"Where is your location?"

"Coordinates XF-50 Planet Earth. I will send coordinates through the ship's tracking system to send its location. You better hurry. They've already tracked down the boys and have no doubt rendezvous with them by now. It won't be long until they've learned the truth."

"No need. We have a contingency plan for that," spoke up another voice. This one making his face pale and sending a cold chill down his spine.

"L-Lord C-Cooler," stuttered Cui. He didn't know he was there.

"My crew and I will take this mission from here. You are to no use anymore. If I were you Cui I'd let those saiyan monkeys do away with you for you will receive no mercy from my brother when you return. He doesn't tolerate failure and neither does my father. You're as good as dead." The line cut.

Cui remained frozen where he stood. His mind filling with terrors of what Frieza would do to him if he were to return. Cooler spoke truth when he said Frieza didn't tolerate failure. All who did would die by his hand in the most painful way. He was as good as dead. Either die by the hands of his master or by the remaining saiyans. It was a lose, lose situation.

Looking down he hesitated to put in the codes for sending out a tracking signal. After a couple of seconds of debate against himself, Cui was about to push in the code when he felt a strong, large arm wrap around his neck. Catching him completely off guard.

"Well what do we have here," said Nappa behind the elite. "Thought you could slip away unnoticed." Nappa shifted his gaze slightly to the screen. "Snitching out our location to your masters are you. Well let's see what King Vegeta has to say about that shall we."

Bridge

Bardock, Raditz, Kakarot, and Prince Vegeta arrived on the ship. The two older saiyans taking lead while the two youngest took the rear. Vegeta held onto Kakarot as the kid's left arm rested over his shoulder to support his weight. The kid was too weak to keep pace with them in flight, so he grew impatient and instead decided to lift him the rest of the way. Just this once. Their eyes wandering the large room as they took notice at its damaged condition. A few cracked screens and fried keyboards at almost every station with only a few functional. Cracks and dents on the walls. And dried blood from a previous struggle no doubt. They highjacked this ship for Vegeta recognized Frieza's fleet ships anywhere.

"Whoa is this one of Frieza's ships?," asked Kakarot.

Vegeta looked to the older saiyans ahead. "What the hell are we doing here?! How did you get your hands on one of that bastard's ships?! I demand you answer me right now!"

"Whoa cool it Vegeta," said Kakarot as he looked over to his comrade.

"No I've had enough of this." Vegeta released his hold on Kakarot. Causing the younger saiyan to fall to the ground on his back. Sending another wave of pain shooting throughout his body.

"Ow! Hey, give me a heads up next time." Kakarot pushed himself up to a sitting position as he fought back against the pain.

"Enough with the stalling. What the hell is going on!"

"That's enough Vegeta. That is no way to speak to those who came to aid you," spoke up King Vegeta as he made his way towards the four warriors.

It was now Prince Vegeta's turn to feel the same mix up of emotions that Kakarot did when first encountering his father. His eyes went wide. His heartbeat increasing that he could hear it in his eardrums. Frozen in place as he was at a loss for words. He didn't know what to say or even how to react for the man he thought dead for the last seven years was standing before him alive and well.

By this time Raditz had already helped his younger brother to his feet.

"Son, I am relieved to see that you're alive and well. Well sort of," said King Vegeta as he noticed his son's torn up clothing and battered condition. He then shifted his gaze towards the other child who looked identical to Bardock. His condition the same as his son's. "And I take it you must be Kakarot." He looked to Bardock. "He's your son alright. A miniature version of you. Let's just hope this one isn't as reckless as you are."

"Too late," said Raditz in a low tone where only Kakarot could hear him.

Silence filled the room for a brief moment as Prince Vegeta had yet to break out of his shock trance. His mind still trying to process everything. Not long after he finally managed to push some words out of his mouth. "How?," he started. "How can this be possible? How can you be here?"

King Vegeta went down on one knee in front of his son. Setting a hand on the child's left shoulder. "There will be plenty of time for explanation later, but for now let's get you boys out of those suits and armor and patch you up. Get you into some new ones. Once done we'll fill you in on what's going on. There is a lot you boys aren't aware of."

Infirmary

"Get in there!," demanded Raditz.

"No!," shot back Kakarot in the same tone.

"It's the only way to heal your wounds faster. I'm your older brother. Now do as I say and get in there!" Raditz was trying to push the younger saiyan inside the rejuvenation tank.

Kakarot was holding onto the edges of the entrance of the tank with his feet planted to the ground. Using what little strength he had left to fight off his brother. "I don't care! I'm not going in there and you can't make me!," shot back Kakarot.

"Man for someone who's weak you're freakishly strong."

Bardock, with his eyes closed, stood leaning against the wall with his arms crossed over his chest. His patience growing thinner as he was growing annoyed and angered by his sons constant bickering. They had been going at it like this for the pass half hour and have achieved nothing.

"I'm not going in there!"

"Yes you are!"

"That's enough you two!," interrupted Bardock. "Or so help me I will shove you both in there!"

Raditz and Kakarot froze at their father's sudden threat and angered tone. His eyes narrowed as he stared down his two sons. This was enough to scare both of them to the core.

"Yes sir," they replied in unison.

"Raditz just let him do what he wants. We don't exactly have the time anyway. He'll heal on his own. Just get him a new armor and suit."

"Yes sir," replied Raditz.

"Doesn't have a lot of patience does he?," asked Kakarot. Still refusing to loosen his grip.

"Oh like you're one to talk," replied Raditz as he looked down at his younger sibling. Removing his hands from his brother's back Raditz took a step back. Knowing Kakarot was still resisting and pushing against him. The little chibi saiyan fell back.

"Ow! Really!"

Some time passed as Kakarot was finally put into a saiyan battle armor. White with golden-yellow straps on either shoulders with black pants, white boots and white gloves. His tail moving freely behind him. His body was still in a bit of pain, but it seemed to have subsided to a sustainable level.

"Man I hate this," complained Kakarot as he fidgeted with the material of his pants. "I'm not use to this."

"Do you complain about everything. Just tolerate it for now," said Raditz in frustration.

"Fine."

Kakarot stopped soon after. He then shifted his gaze towards the estrange man that calls himself his father. Still remaining in his standing position and leaning against the wall with his eyes closed. There were so many questions he wanted to ask the man. Like where has he been all this time? How did he survive the destruction of their home planet? Why didn't he come back for them right after? Why wait so long? So many questions. He didn't even know where to begin. Or maybe he was just to chicken to ask. For the man did look intimidating.

"What is it Kakarot?," asked Bardock. Eyes still closed.

"Uh nothing," replied the little chibi as he snapped out of his train of thoughts and looked away. "It's nothing. Can we go now?"

"Yeah," replied Raditz. "King Vegeta's waiting for us."

Bridge

King Vegeta stood at the controls like before. Checking the ship's maintenance and functions. Truth be told it was a shock it even made this far without falling apart on them in space. After the damage created by the low level soldier when he escaped his imprisonment. The ship had finally reached its limit and would appear to require some repairs if they wished to get off planet. Only problem was they didn't have the necessary material required to do such work. Nor the fuel. At this rate they were sitting ducks and wouldn't be able to do a thing without the right parts. He would have to get with Bardock as soon as they were done discussing their plans in what they would do to get the ship up and running again.

King Vegeta then decided to shift his attention elsewhere. He did a scan on the inhabitants of this planet and discovered they were all weak in power levels. At this rate they boys should've wiped out this planet from the beginning with no problems whatsoever. So why stall it instead? The two looked battered and beaten. There was no way anyone on this planet was capable of such damage to two saiyan children with their strengths. So why were they so beaten? He would have to ask them.

Just then he heard the door hiss then open. Nappa entered along with Cui. Once neared Nappa shoved the elite forward causing Cui to stumble to the ground at the King's feet. His wrists still bound unable to catch his fall.

King Vegeta turned away from the controls and looked down at the elite. "Cui. I'd forgotten about you."

"He was trying to make an escape," spoke up Nappa. Crossing his arms over his chest. "I caught him before he was able to open up the hatch."

"Did he now."

"Not just that sire, but he reached communication with someone and was about to give our current location when I stopped him. But someone knows you're here. I just don't know who though."

"Frieza no doubt," said King Vegeta.

Cui managed to force himself up to his knees as he looked up at the King of saiyans. "Doesn't matter who it was," he started. "Either way you're all as good as dead. No matter how many of you survived you don't stand a chance against Lord Frieza. He'll wipe out what's left of you saiyans." They would never learn of Cooler's arrival for he was already tracking their location. Even if he didn't give the location of the ship wiping out this planet in search for them was prize enough. This planet was doomed anyway.

"What do we do with him now sire?," asked Nappa.

"Put him in one of the prison cells for now. We'll discuss what to do with him later."

"Wouldn't you rather just dispose him now sire? I mean he's no use to us."

King Vegeta shifted his gaze towards his son's attendant. "Questioning my decision Nappa."

"No sir. I will take him to the prison cells." With that said Nappa lifted Cui by the back of his armor up to his feet and began leading him back out.

Some time had passed as the sun was already setting over the horizon welcoming the dark skies of nightfall. There was a full moon on this strange planet. Everyone would remain inside until daybreak. For he didn't want to risk the boys going great ape on them. For at this age they weren't old enough to control their actions and consciousness when in transformation. They would attack anyone even their own.

Everyone gathered on the bridge as planned earlier. Prince Vegeta, with his attendant Nappa at his side, sat at one of the controls. His arms as always crossed over his chest. Sporting new battle armor similar to Kakarot's. Except blue instead of black.

Bardock and his sons stood opposite from them. Kakarot being the only one to sit as he slouched on one of the chairs. Raditz leaning against the controls on the right while Bardock stood to the child's left with his arms crossed over his chest.

King Vegeta stood in the front between them. "Alright let's begin shall we." He paused then continued. "I understand you boys are still a little confused about what's going on."

"A little's an understatement," interrupted Prince Vegeta.

"Of course. There's a lot of things you boys aren't aware of regarding the events that took place on our home planet seven years ago. The planet did not meet with an unfortunate accident that destroyed it. From what Nappa and Raditz told us, Frieza informed you boys that an asteroid collided with the planet and destroyed it. It was not like that at all."

"What do you mean?," asked Kakarot as he sat up straight in his chair.

"Frieza was the one who destroyed Planet Vegeta."

"Wait, what!."

"I knew it," said Prince Vegeta in anger. His arms now uncrossed and bended at the elbows at his sides as he gripped his hands into fists. "I knew it along. That bastard. He lied to us."

"After everything we've done for him. He betrayed us all in the end," said King Vegeta.

"But why?," asked Prince Vegeta. "Why would he do this?"

"Because he was afraid we were getting too strong," replied Bardock. Causing everyone to shift their attention at him. "He feared we would overpower him one day. So he decided to attack the planet while everyone was still present on it. Taking advantage of destroying us all at once."

"That's genocide," said Kakarot. "That coward."

"Your father tried to warn us," continued King Vegeta as he looked to Kakarot. "But no one listened and in the end because of our carelessness we paid the consequences of those actions. Our empire fallen."

Kakarot looked up to his father. The man never glancing at him for he seemed lost in his own thoughts. Was he remembering the events that took place that day?

"He stood at the frontlines to confront the tyrant for one last stand. An act that he knew was futile, but more than any elite has ever done. He showed Frieza no fear and for that I commend you for it. We should've listened to you Bardock," continued King Vegeta. "I should've listened. Had we acted then we would've fought till the end. Taking victory or die fighting. Either way we die with honor and our pride intact."

Father, thought Kakarot to himself.

"That doesn't matter now," said Bardock as he looked to King Vegeta. "All that matters now is that we find a way to kill the bastard once and for all. Once we're done with him then annihilate the Cold Empire."

"You can't be serious," spoke up Prince Vegeta. "He has an armada at his disposal. There's only six of us left. What chance do we possibly have at stopping Frieza? Not to mention King Cold and Cooler."

"We'll figure it out son," replied King Vegeta as he looked to his offspring.

"It sounds hopeless to me. As much as I hate to admit it, but we lack the necessary power to go up against Frieza. Not even our powers combined we stand a chance. He'll kill us before we even get close to him."

"I hate to admit it but he's right," added Kakarot. "I've seen his power first hand. He's merciless. He'll enjoy watching us suffer as he kills us slowly."

As the others continued to argue, Bardock focused on his own thoughts. The images of his fallen comrades at the hands of Dodoria flashing through his mind. The destruction of Planet Vegeta. Then newest vision he had involving his youngest son.

The image of Kakarot in the hands of Frieza as the tyrant prepared to fire his Death Beam through the child's armor appeared in his mind.

"It's about time your father knows how it feels to truly lose it all." Frieza's cryptic words echoed in his mind. "Time to say goodbye to your son Saiyan." The image of the tyrant firing his attack and killing his son flashed through his mind.

Bardock closed his eyes as he forced the images out his head. According to his vision his son would die at the hands of Frieza and he would witness it all unable to do a damn thing about it. No he wouldn't allow for this vision to come to pass. He refused to let it happen. He might've not been able to change the future of his home planet, but he would make sure to change the fate of his son. Even if it meant dying in his place.

"Alright so what's the plan then?," asked Raditz. "We don't have the power to challenge him head on. So what then?"

"We prepare," replied King Vegeta. "He knows we're here. He knows Bardock and I survived. So it won't be long until he arrives on this planet. I don't know exactly how long we have, but until then we strategize out next move."

"Agreed sire," said Nappa.

"There is a way," spoke up Prince Vegeta. His onyx black eyes focused towards the ground as he remembered what he had originally planned on doing before his bout with Kakarot. The information he acquired from the earth woman about the seven dragonballs that existed on this planet. Collect them all and the gatherer would receive one wish.

The young Prince shifted his gaze forward. Coming into contact with the others that now faced him. Curious for the Prince to elaborate on what he said. Silence filled the room for a brief moment then Prince Vegeta continued. "The seven dragonballs."

"The seven what?," questioned Raditz.

Prince Vegeta reached into the left side of his armor then pulled out the dragon radar he had taken from the blue haired girl. Clicking the circular button situated at the top of the device the green screen came to life. Beeping as it picked up the two dragonballs present on the ship. The one he discovered in the forests and the one Kakarot had at his disposal.

"What is that?," asked Raditz in confusion.

"I acquired this device from one of the earthlings of this planet. It helped her detect the location of the dragonballs. It somehow picks up their energy or something. We can use this to collect the remaining five."

"To do what?"

"… To wish for the power to destroy that bastard once and for all."

West City- Capsule Corporation

Gohan stood outside the large balcony of Capsule Corporation. His arms resting behind his back as his eyes focused up towards the night sky. Watching the millions of stars dance in the sky. It was a cool night. The breeze feeling good as it brushed against his face. He was still trying to regain his strength but was able to move around more. So instead of laying in the hospital bed and doing nothing, Gohan decided instead to walk outside to get some fresh air. The balcony was huge and was more than enough space to move around.

His thoughts trailed back to the events that took place that day. The estrange boys that appeared as if out of nowhere and nearly killed them. Their strengths unmatched, unrivaled. They didn't stand a chance from the start. Had the two boys used anymore force they would've succeeded on killing them. How they survived their combined blasts he'll never know. They were just lucky to still be alive. Thanks to Bulma and Krillin that is.

"I've got a bad feeling about this," said Master Roshi. The man sat at one of the tables. A cup of water placed in front of him. His hands wrapped around the clear glass as his right thumb traced over the rim. A pitcher filled with ice and water placed in the center.

Krillin sat across from him. The kid so short that only his head could be seen over the table's edge.

"We don't know where those saiyan boys are or what kind of trouble they can be causing. They could be attacking another city for all we know. Innocent lives taken for sport."

"If they did we would've heard something by now Master Roshi," replied Gohan. His eyes never breaking his stargazing. "No those boys are up to something else. We just don't know what."

"Well they were trying to kill each other earlier," spoke up Krillin.

"What do you mean Krillin?," asked Master Roshi as he faced the child.

"Before Bulma and I brought you two here we overheard them getting into some kind of argument. I guess to see who was stronger than who. They flew off somewhere and took the four star dragonball with them."

"They took the dragonball?!" He shifted his attention to Gohan. "I'm sorry Gohan. I know how much that dragonball meant to you."

Gohan let out a sigh. "It's alright. All that matters is that we're all safe."

Master Roshi returned his gaze back down at his young student. "Krillin are they aware of the drabonalls' purpose?"

"I can answer that one," spoke up Bulma as she stepped onto the balcony. Sliding the door shut behind her then made her way towards the trio who were all facing her. "I'm the one who told one of those saiyans what the dragonballs are for."

"You what?!," said Master Roshi. "Why would you do that?!"

Bulma set her hands on her hips and looked at Master Roshi angrily. "Because he had threatened to kill me if I didn't! I wasn't going to die for that! What would you have done if you were in my shoes?"

"Well for one I would've listened to what I was told and left instead of continuing the hunt."

"Well excuse me. If I had listened I wouldn't have found Krillin and come back to save your lives. Which you're welcome for by the way." Bulma stood with her arms crossed over her chest and her eyes narrowed furiously.

"Come on you guys cut it out," pleaded Krillin. "This isn't the time to be fighting amongst ourselves. We're all on the same side here."

"Krillin's right you two," spoke up Gohan. Now facing the others. His arms still resting behind his back. "No more bickering. What we need to focus on now is a way to stop those two boys and get them off this planet." He looked to Bulma. "Bulma how much do those boys know about the capabilities of the dragonballs?"

"They know once they collect all seven they get a wish, but I never told the kid how exactly to summon him. He doesn't know the words to call forth the dragon."

"That'll buy us some time," said Krillin. A hint of relief in his voice.

"But not much," added Master Roshi.

"They already have two of them I'm not going to lie," continued Bulma. "Which only leaves five. There's three still somewhere out there and I already have two."

"Are you serious?! That could let them straight to us," said Master Roshi.

"Either way doesn't matter," said Gohan. "They'll come for us even without the reason of the dragonballs. Remember they crave destruction. They came to this plane to conquer it. So even without the dragonballs they will come here and wipeout all existence."

"You're right Gohan. We need to prepare for just that. Besides I want another round at those saiyans. I'm not going to allow myself to suffer another humiliation at the hands of those kids. So we better get to training."

Gohan nodded to his master. "Right."

Mountain Range: Cui's Ship

"There are seven dragonballs in total on this planet. Once collected a wish can be made," said Prince Vegeta. "I say we collect all seven of them and wish for the power to destroy Frieza and the rest of the Cold Empire once and for all. Reclaim our rightful place as the strongest race in the entire universe."

"And that device in your hand can help us find the remaining dragonballs? Forgive me, my Prince, but that all sounds a little too farfetched to me," said Raditz.

"What was that?!"

"Calm yourself my son," spoke up King Vegeta as he set a hand on his son's right shoulder. "I agree with Raditz. This just seems a lot to take in."

Prince Vegeta returned his attention back at the radar as it continued to beep as it was detecting the ones onboard. He then looked towards the younger low level. "Kakarot where's the dragonball you stole from the old man?"

"In the infirmary. Why?," asked the younger saiyan.

Vegeta took a glance towards his father. "If you don't believe me father, then allow for us to show you." He returned his eyes towards Kakarot. "Kakarot, I can't believe I'm saying this, but it's time to put our teamwork to the test. Help me collect the remaining five dragonballs and make our wish."

Kakarot nodded his response.

The boys have learned the truth of Frieza's betrayal seven years ago. Now fueled with rage and determination to avenge their fallen race, Prince Vegeta and Kakarot are going to set out to gather the seven dragonballs and wish for power to conquer their foes. Meanwhile Cooler and his team have learned of the location of the saiyans. This time he would finish what his younger brother failed to do seven years ago. Bring the saiyan race to extinction. The hunt begins...