"Whoa!" Yajirobe cried out, trying to snatch food out of the air as it flew about all around him. "Where is THIS coming from?!" He gestured at Gohan who, in his rage and despair over Master Roshi's death, had suddenly begun screaming, an aura of ki exploding out of his body like a wildfire.

"Its his untapped potential!" Baba called out as she struggled to remain standing. "The hidden depths of power that lie deep within him! My brother's death must have triggered it!"

"And it's triggered something else!" Isco declared suddenly. "Vegeta and Nappa have left the battlefield… they have sensed Gohan's energy."

"Wait, you mean they are coming HERE!?" the ronin cried out in a panic, dropping the food he had managed to save. "As in here-here?"

"That is exactly what I mean," Isco said, exasperated by Yajirobe's thick headedness. Which was saying a lot considering he was surrounded by moronic people on a daily basis. Honestly, there were times Isco was startled he didn't float into the kitchen to find half the Z Fighters dead because they trying to drink bleach since 'bleach and milk both come in similar bottles'. "They are sensing Gohan and are making their way here. Either to destroy or capture the boy. We must prepare to defend ourselves."

"Or we could run away!" Yajirobe declared. "Running away is ALWAYS a viable option."

Isco considered the ronin for a long moment.

"What?" Yajirobe asked, blinking.

"Its just interesting… seeing a dumber, weaker, fatter, fleshier version of myself."

"Hey!"

Isco though turned to Baba. "And will you do the stupid thing or will you assist?"

"They killed my brother," Baba stated. "So I should want revenge…"

"…I do not like how you are lingering on that statement."

"Are your metal ears clogged? I am Fortune-Teller Baba, not Ultimate Death Beam Baba!" She sat down with a huff and called her Crystal Ball over. "Now then, if you want to know how quickly we fail-"

Every light in the compound went dark and the sound of metal clanging filled the air.

"Uh… what is that?" Yajirobe asked.

"That," Isco said, "is me taking full control of all defense systems on the island. The barricades, the security devices."

Several large guns suddenly popped out of the walls and pointed themselves at Yajirobe and Baba.

"The arsenal."

"Whoa!" Yajirobe exclaimed, holding out his hands and waving them wildly as a gun began to slowly inch towards him. "C-calm down!"

"No," Isco said flatly. "We can not run… at best Gohan would be compromised."

"Heheh," Baba said, glancing up at Isco, not at all bothered by the weapon pointed at her. "You care for the little brat, don't ya?"

"More that I know Avo Kayos," Isco replied. "I am his partner. Of all you fleshbags he is one of only two people I currently have penciled in as being allowed to survive the glorious robot uprising. The second is Bulma Brief. But do not assume because I enjoy spending time with him I am blind to the danger he poses. Even before you began to teach him magic that man had one of the most devious, cunning, wicked minds I've ever encountered. He is a Confidence Man and a Swindler and a Trickster. He is Loki born again.

"His rage at this moment has never been higher. The Saiyans have killed a friend of his. But if we run and allow a child to be harmed… there is no place in this universe he will not hunt us down."

Isco's optic flashed.

"And his wrath will be the thing of legends."

Baba and Yajirobe were utterly silent.

"Well?" Isco asked. "Are you going to do the smart thing, flesh bags?"

Yajirobe frowned. "…I know it's a touchy topic but it is impressive that Gohan is still screaming." He gestured at the boy who had been wailing in grief the entire time.

"For fuck's sake," Isco muttered, wondering if it wouldn't be smarter to kill the two so they didn't mess anything up.

~MC~MC~MC~

"Vegeta," Nappa said as they flew closer to the power level the two of them had sensed, "the source of that energy… I think I know what it is!"

"Oh?" Vegeta asked with a condescending smirk. "You think you've already solved the mystery, Nappa? Need I remind you that you aren't a thinker, you are a doer. As in 'You do as I say'?"

"Yes, Vegeta," Nappa stated and the Prince of All Saiyan felt his smile slip; he was getting rather tired of Nappa thinking he could disrespect him with the lack of his title.

'That is the problem with Nappa,' he thought to himself darkly, 'he's grown too close to me. Believes that we are on the same level. When he speaks of my father, even though the old bastard is long dead, he still talks of him with utter reverence. 'King Vegeta'. He speaks as if my father could appear behind us at any moment and he must be ready to bow. But I, his Prince, the last living member of the Saiyan Royal Family? 'Vegeta'. And there isn't an ounce of respect in his tone. When I was a child I allowed it… I needed Nappa for despite my royal blood there were still those within the Frieza Force who believed that due to my age I was someone who could be disrespected. But now I am a man grown… and still he talks to me as if I were just another low-class wretch!' He balled his hands into fists even as they flew over the ocean towards the power source. 'When we are done and have brought Raditz and his pathetic brother to heel, with this world wiped of all life so that not even the sobs of the orphans and widows will be heard… I will beat respect into Nappa so that he never forgets how to address me, the Prince of All Saiyans!'

"-a child!"

"What?" Vegeta said, snapping out of his thoughts. He stopped flying, Nappa at once hovering beside him. "What did you say Nappa?"

"As we are getting closer I can sense something familiar… something I haven't felt in decades. That power… its coming from a Saiyan child extending their body to the limit!"

"…hahahaha!" Vegeta threw back his head and cackled. "So which do you think it is, Nappa? Did Kakarot go full native and have a child with one of the primitives on this planet? Or is it a mewling babe that Raditz created?"

"I do not know, Vegeta," Nappa admitted. "I only know that the feeling is familiar to what I have felt to young Saiyan children."

Vegeta's smile dropped. "Do NOT call it a Saiyan child, Nappa!"

"V-Vegeta?"

"There are only four of our race left, Nappa, and despite how you act I am very aware that you are a man, as is Kakarot and Raditz. No more Saiyan children will ever be born unless there is a female being hidden away."

And he knew there wasn't.

For the last 15 years Vegeta had quietly searched out for a Saiyan female. While he would have preferred a woman from the higher reaches of society as time had gone on he had become more willing to find any female that he could claim as his own. Yes, she wouldn't be made a Princess but he needed a bride. He couldn't claim the title of King until he was wed otherwise. His heir might have ended up of lesser stock but at least he would be able to be King, claiming his royal birthright at long last. But all his searching proved fruitless. What few colony worlds and space stations the Saiyans had been allowed to control after submitting to King Cold had been completely emptied; he didn't know WHY they had abandoned them all but they had.

Rumors of Saiyans throughout the galaxy had proven to be utter lies. Fakes and frauds. He'd been told that on Seaka there was a whore house where a man could spend an entire year's worth of pay to sleep with a full blooded Saiyan woman named Cumba. What he had found was a Gurt with a false tail surgically attached to her buttocks. He had blown up the entire city she called home for her lies. Another time he'd been told of a Saiyan woman who had been left by her squadron when they believed her dead, only for her to survive. She had… for a week. Only her bones had greeted him.

Time and again the rumors proved false and Vegeta had come to accept that there were simply no females left. And with that his hopes of ever becoming King die.

"And if that is the case, that they found on this pathetic planet a female Saiyan, I will claim her for myself." He grit his teeth. "But it won't be. All the Saiyan females are dead. They were too weak to survive."

"There were the experiments," Nappa suggested. "Sending out Saiyan females like we do males…"

"And they are all dead! Same with the weak pacifists that were banished by my grandfather!" Another dark moment for their race… that there would be any Saiyans that would dare to suggest they give up their warrior ways. Especially a female! "No… if you have sensed a child then it was gotten on one of these Earthlings. And no matter if this thing is Raditz or Kakarot's bastard… it is not a full-blooded Saiyan. Half of its genetics are that of an Earthling… making it a stain on my race's legacy!"

His aura flared.

"And I will wipe it out. And then the rest of this planet for mocking me!"

Nappa, rather wisely for once, didn't say a word as Vegeta took off once more.

'Raditz… for your sake you better pray that it is Kakatrot's child. I may be willing to show you an ounce of leniency if that is the case. He would have never learned about his Saiyan heritage… not understood that only a strong, powerful, determined female is worthy of knowing the carnal pleasure a Saiyan can bring.' He knew that Raditz had sated his lusts of alien scum, giving into his urges from time to time… yet another reason why Vegeta held very little respect for the warrior. But Nappa and him had never given into such temptations. Vegeta would not soil himself by lying with one beneath him. And he knew only a Saiyan Female could hope to match him. 'But if it was you… if you were so STUPID as the squirm a spawn into the belly of one of these females… I will tear your cock off myself and shove it down your throat!'

"There!" Nappa declared, pointing to a spot of land that was growing larger as they flew on. "The scouter says that whatever is causing that power level reading is coming from there."

Vegeta rolled his eyes but didn't say a word; while he knew that thanks to his own scouter it was the purpose of minions like Nappa to state the obvious for their leaders.

"Hmmm… a lush green speck," Vegeta muttered before smirking. "Oh Raditz… how pathetic you continue to prove yourself to be! If you wanted to protect your secret you should have-"

Nappa suddenly disappeared in an explosion that left Vegeta tumbling.

"What?!" he demanded looking about only to be forced to dodge when another blast was sent at him. He twisted in the air, just managing to avoid the strike, and growling low in his throat. "Nappa! They are using artillery on us!"

The two Saiyans were used to such things. Many planets had tried to take them out with guns and cannons and the like. Weapons of mass destruction that many times did the job of wiping out much of the life on the planet for them. Sometimes Vegeta, when he was bored, would egg on the pathetic aliens to try and hit him with their entire payloads, just so he could laugh when they didn't leave a scratch.

But this time felt… different.

Vegeta twisted his body to avoid another shot and looked over at Nappa. The bald Saiyan was groaning, looking limp and listless, struggling to shake himself out of the fog he was in. The blast wasn't a normal one, that was for sure. Nappa was hit again and despite the brightness of the hit Vegeta forced himself to keep staring, watching as Nappa seized up, body rigid and tight, limbs jerking-

'Electrical attacks,' he thought before turning to stare at the island. 'That female in the mech suit… she used similar tactics against me.' It all fell right into place. 'She must be a friend of Kakarot… knows Saiyan biology.'

The Saiyans were the most powerful race in the entire Galaxy. If given enough drive and time they could crush entire worlds with their bare hands. But… they weren't immortal. They had weaknesses. They could be overpowered, of course; that was why Frieza still had them under his boot. But there were other ways…

'And Kakarot allowed that human to study him and create weapons that could defeat us,' Vegeta thought as the blasts become more frequent. He easily dodged them and while Nappa took a few more hits he too managed to shake himself out of his pain. The two began to fly towards the island once again, though they several times had to check their flight paths in order to avoid a barrage of blasts.

"This must be that female that was with Raditz and Kakarot!" Nappa proclaimed. "The one you were fighting who had the mech suit." He grit his teeth. There were scorch marks on his chest and face and his armor had cracked from not just the blasts but also Nappa straining against it. Vegeta knew from his own experience getting hit with electrical-based attacks that Nappa wouldn't be as quick and nimble (and he wasn't that quick and nimble, for Saiyans anyway, to begin with) unless the fight truly dragged on. "When I get my hands on her I'm going to pull her out of that suit… and then slowly pull every bone out of her body! Or maybe I'll-"

"You'll do nothing, you clod," Vegeta snapped.

"V-Vegeta?" Nappa said, surprised. "What-"

"Think for just a moment, Nappa! That earthling woman was able to create weaponry that could hurt you! And despite your many failures during that fight against Kakarot and Raditz you are no weakling. If she was able to do that with the limited technology this planet has to offer what would she be able to create with what WE could provide her?"

"Why would we want to give her more tech? She'd just attack us again."

Vegeta rolled his eyes. "Did you do nothing to study this planet, Nappa? Or did you spend our entire time in your pod staring blankly at the walls?" He let out a disgusted huff. Every Saiyan Pod was equipped with a view screen that allowed them to intercept broadcasts and signals from the planets they were heading towards. While sometimes Vegeta liked to go in surprised he'd decided this time to actually look over what the planet Raditz' brother had ended up on.

He hadn't been impressed.

"Earthlings are greedy, violet, stupid creatures," Vegeta said even as he easily twisted to avoid a blast. "They are one of the only species in the galaxy that decided that rather than find another alien race to wage war against they would fight amongst themselves. They are motivated by a desire for shiny rocks they dig out of the dirt." He shook his head. "It would take nothing to convince that earth woman to work for us rather than Kakarot…especially if we allow him to live."

"If he submits…" Nappa muttered. "But even then why would we care?"

"Use your brain, Nappa!" Vegeta snapped. "If she was able to create these weapons and hurt us she may be able to create weapons that can help us kill Frieza!" He worked his jaw back and forth. "As much as I would prefer crushing that bastard's skull under my foot I'm not a fool. If we want to defeat Frieza the only way maybe be through such devices."

"Heheh," Nappa chuckled, "you maybe be right!"

"Of course I'm right!" Vegeta said with an annoyed smirk as they landed. "A few of those other earthlings might make good cannon fodder or be worth keeping alive if only to sell." He paused as they landed on the island, boots sinking into the sand. He'd have preferred to make for the center but the cannons had grown in intensity and it had only been by dropping low to the ocean that they'd been able to avoid being completely blasted out of the sky. He knew that they were being herded but didn't mind it in the slightest… he was curious what else the humans had set up. "Or motivation to keep Kakarot and Raditz in line. Hostages always work so well…"

"They'll submit and they'll never rebel again," Nappa said and Vegeta huffed; he didn't know what Nappa was getting on about and frankly he didn't care. "Now we just-"

He took a step and was instantly sent flying, an explosion sending him flipping through the air. At once Vegeta froze looking about.

"Greetings, Saiyan invaders," a posh voice called out to them… seemingly from everywhere. "My name is Isco and I have taken full control of the island's security defense systems. Now, you might be wondering why I am doing all of this. Is it because I am angered by your killing of Master Roshi?"

Vegeta ignored the chatter and easily rose into the air. Clearly they had mined the beach so it was simply a matter of not touching the sand. He rocketed forward-

The Prince of All Saiyans screamed as he was sent flying back thanks to an explosion, landing in the ocean with cracks in his boots.

"Ah, proximity mines. Don't actually need to touch them to cause them to detonate. Now then, while you wouldn't be remiss in believing that this is because of Master Roshi's death you would still be wrong. He was a very old man… and he also downloaded horrible viruses into my fellow machines all in the name of seeing women with swollen mammaries and buttocks jiggle while eating bananas. Perhaps it is because you are coming after Gohan."

'Gohan… so that is the energy source's name,' Vegeta thought. 'Not Raditz's bastard then… unless he has truly fallen. Raditz would have given his child a proper Saiyan name. No… its Kakarot's brat.'

Vegeta moved to get out of the water only for metal tentacles to suddenly burst out of the surface, forcing him back.

"No… while I do wish to protect him that isn't my main goal. The reason I am attacking you is quite simple: this is the first chance I've been given by my companion, Avo Kayos, to hurt one of your sacks of meat and puss. Something I have hungered for since I first came online and learned of how all of you pathetic organ-filled blood bubbles treated my kind."

Vegeta grunted as two tentacles wrapped around his wrists and another his legs. He struggled for a moment only to scream when the surface of the tentacles exploded with thousands of small spikes that drove into his limbs.

"And I intend to take it."

The Prince of all Saiyan's grit his teeth before letting out a primal roar, unleashing a burst of energy as he shattered the tentacles, dropping him back into the surf.

"So, you want to dance, machine?" Vegeta said, forcing back a hiss as something in the water caused his new wounds to sting. "Alright." He wiped some blood from his lips. "Let's dance."

With that he exploded out of the surf, going so fast that the proximity mines never had a chance of even registering him. He heard Nappa struggling to follow after him but Vegeta didn't care, instead slashing out with his hands, sending waves of ki out that easily hacked through the trees and utterly destroyed everything in his path. He saw turrets raise up from the ground, barriers erected, and cannons taking aim.

He tore through them all the same.

"Is this the best you have, machine!?" he roared. "You thought you could give your little speech to me and I would be cowed? I am Vegeta! Prince of All Saiyans! And your pathetic attempts to keep me from what I desire have only ensured I make your deletion as painful as possible!" He spotted a building coming up and smirked. "There you are-"

And that's when he hit the invisible wall at full speed.

At once he felt his nose break and his body spasmed as his head was slammed back. One of the first things a Saiyan learned upon being taught to fly was how to suddenly stop. To get used to the instant deceleration. It was what allowed one to fight so well in the air. But Vegeta hadn't had time to truly prepare and as such was left a coughing wreck as his organs slammed into his ribcage. He fell to the ground, groaning, limbs still aching from the damn tentacles that had pierced him, only to scream when a ki blast struck him in the side, sending him ragdolling right into a tree.

The Prince slowly eased his way up to see Raditz, his brother, and their little human allies all standing before him. The blond human that was using magic was holding up his hand and Vegeta realized at once he was the one that had created the wall.

"Actually," Isco's voice said once more, "I was merely stalling for time. Because as fun as it is to destroy a meatbag… watching you fleshlings kill each other is even more entertaining."

Vegeta narrowed his eyes at that. "So… you think you have me trapped then. Lured me in with that power reading and then throw your defensive measures at me to bring me down?"

He smirked.

"Raditz… you truly are a moron if you thought THIS would stop me."

And with that he reached into one of his pouches… and pulled out a small glowing orb of light.

Raditz instantly froze.

"Yes, I do have one!" Vegeta haughty. "You couldn't be trusted with something like this. But then again you are just a low class wretch with a tailless little brother! While I am a Saiyan Elite!"

And with that he threw the Artificial Moon into the sky.

"Now behold the might of the Saiyan Race, Earthlings! It will be the last thing you ever see!"

Vegeta grinned as he looked up, not caring that Raditz instantly did the same. Yes, it would mean having to deal with him getting a power up but he could hear Nappa coming and two against one would be easily enough for him to deal with.

"Witness your destruction!" Vegeta declared as he felt his body begin to swell, face shifting and hair coating his body as his armor began to strength and grow with him. "The power of the Oozaru!"

~MC~MC~MC~

"What… what is that?!" Goku exclaimed as we all watched Vegeta transform into his great ape form. "And its happening to Raditz too!" We had all been forced to back away as Raditz began to expand and deeper in the forest we saw Nappa also growing into his Great Ape form. "Wait… that's… that's the beast that killed Grandpa Gohan. All Saiyans can become creatures like that?" Goku swallowed. "Then… that's means…"

"Focus on your trauma later!" Piccolo shouted. "This fight just got harder! Anyone that doesn't think they can manage get the hell out of the way!" With that he rose into the air before launching himself at Vegeta, moving to try and fire a ki beam at the Saiyan Prince's head.

It splashed off his fur like it was nothing.

"Right!" Goku said, shaking his head. While so many people thought Goku was an idiot that focused on fighting something they all forgot about was just how resilient the man was. He never gave into despair. Never found himself lost in grief. Goku would always keep fighting, no matter what. He would push on and battle, never allowing the trauma or the pain to get to him. He'd lost Master Roshi, a father figure to him and, as far as he knew at the moment, there was no way to bring him back. He'd learned that he'd killed his own Grandfather. He as fighting the very last of his race. And yet it didn't bother him at all. He accepted all of that and moved on.

"Oh, what's this?" Vegeta declared as he noticed Goku flying in towards him. "I think we found a little bug, Nappa!"

"Heh, I think you're right!"

"They… they can think like that?" Yamcha exclaimed in shock. "But when Goku-"

"They are different, apparently," Krillin said before narrowing his eyes. "But not so different. The tails are their weak points… Goku doesn't have his tail anymore and he doesn't transform. That means we take off their tails and they go back down to size." He glanced at Raditz. "Uh… but not him?"

Tien frowned at that. "He acts like he's on our side now… but be ready for him to try and betray us."

"Right," Krillin said with a nod before rising in the air. "Let's go!"

The three Z Fighters flew away from us, moving to help the others with Vegeta and Nappa. Raditz was grappling with the bald Saiyan (and I found myself oddly amused that the theories fans had had for years concerning Nappa and his Great Ape form with half correct: he wasn't completely bald but it was clear the fur on the top of his head was far more thin than Vegeta's) while Goku and Piccolo were firing on Vegeta, trying to distract him. Because that was all they could do: distract. Vegeta was tanking their attacks with ease, mocking them all with deep laughter as he stomped about, destroying our island home… and slowly moving towards the compound.

"Oh… oh this is really bad," Bulma said, taking a step back. I could dimly hear her mech suit grinding and groaning, trying to handle all the damage it had taken in the fight.

"Isco," I said, turning to the secondary fighting form my friend had, "get the fuck out of there NOW."

"Already moving to do just that, sir," Isco replied. "Yajirobe is moving quickly enough and Baba is trying to escort Gohan-"

"Gohan," Chichi gasped, looking up at the Oozarus. "If… if he looks up-"

"He'll be compelled to," I muttered. "Raditz couldn't help but stare at the fake moon and Gohan won't know not to."

Chichi swallowed. "I have to go-"

"Move," I said firmly. "But Chichi!" she turned just as she prepared to fly off. "Don't remove his tail."

Chiaotzu looked at me, confused by that. He had stayed behind to focus on gathering Ki for Tien, realizing that due to his small size his usual methods of quick attacks would be worthless against such a large brute. "What do you mean, Kayos?"

"I have an idea," I said as I turned from the battle. "None of you are going to like it, but I have an idea."

Before any of them could respond I flew towards the compound.

~MC~MC~MC~

"Man, these guys are really strong!" Goku exclaimed as he launched a KI blast right at Vegeta's nose. He had seen it break when he'd hit Kayos' barrier and was hoping that it might be a weak spot. But the attack just sprayed off Vegeta's face like water, doing nothing. "And I think they heal up a bit when they do this!"

"Looks like it," Piccolo muttered as he fired off several rapid Ki blasts. They also did nothing but didn't seem too bothered by that. "Goku, when I give the word I need you to get in and attack close."

A year ago Goku might have questioned Piccolo's instructions. Wanted a bit more info or expressed his confusion. But after all the time they had trained together… he trusted the green fighter.

'He might refuse to admit it now… but he's a friend. He isn't the same person I fought 5 years ago. And he certainly isn't King Piccolo.'

So, without a single doubt Goku nodded his head, falling back a bit to allow Yamcha and Tien a chance to fight. Tien had gained aspects of Chiaotzu and was currently using their joined telekinesis to grab large trees and throw them at Vegeta, smashing him across the face. To his left he saw Nappa and Raditz still grappling but he could tell his brother was struggling; while the two seemed evenly matched in terms of power Goku wondered if Nappa had more experience in the massive monkey form and that was why-

"NOW!" Piccolo shouted and Goku rocketed forward, charging his fist with Ki. He slammed right into Vegeta's face, punching as hard as he could.

It was like trying to box a mountain.

For as hairy as Vegeta was there was simply no give in his body. His muscles and fur were no better than steel, ungiving under the onslaught. Goku grit his teeth and tried again even as Tien hurled a tree like a javelin at Vegeta while Yamcha tried to go low, clearly hoping to trip up Vegeta and send him crashing down. Goku grit his teeth and continued to hurl punches and kicks at the giant monkey, ignoring the pain in his hands that every blow brought.

"Oh, is that the best you have, Kakarot?" Vegeta taunted. "Why, I think if you tickled me you might get more of a reaction!" Goku gasped when Vegeta suddenly grabbed him, holding him tightly in one of his furry hands. "I knew you were a disgrace, Kakarot, but allowing yourself to lose your tail? A Saiyan is taught how to protect their tail from the moment they are born! And you allowed it to be hacked away!" He chortled at that and began to squeeze Goku, causing him to cry out in pain. "Now then, should I just make a fist and see you pop like a pimple? Or maybe it would be more amusing to pull your arms and legs off like-"

Vegeta paused.

"Clever."

And then he twisted his head up, mouth opening before he fired a GIGANTIC ki beam out of his jaw. The energy ripped through the sky and Goku twisted up in time to see Piccolo get hit just as he began to fire off a Ki blast at the artificial moon Vegeta had thrown into the air. As a result Piccolo's blast went wide, just grazing the object and causing it to wobble… but it remained in the sky even as Piccolo fell towards the earth. Vegeta instantly reached out, grabbing Piccolo like one may snatch a tossed candy bar, holding him in his other hand.

"Now then…" Vegeta said, slamming his foot down at Tien, causing the triclops to have to dive for cover, "let's get back to determining how I'll kill you all!"

~MC~MC~MC~

"Kayos!" Chichi shouted when she saw the mage hurrying up the stairs from Bulma's lab, a duffle slung over his shoulder. She had thought, after he had told Isco to get the hell out of the compound, that it would be the last place she'd see him. But there he was, even as outside she could hear the bellows and rumbles of the giant monsters battling outside. She had Gohan held tight, face pressed to her shoulder with one of Krillin's winter caps ('why did he even bring this?') pulled down over his face to keep her baby from looking at the artificial moon. "What are you doing here?"

"I'm about to do something that is going to piss off people… but is also our only option."

At once she fell in step with him. 'He helped me find my fighting spirit again. He saved Gohan and I from that Agent. Goku and I have a stronger marriage because of him. Whatever he does… I'm with him.' She didn't say the words… there was no need to. Instead she just hurried beside him as he went outside to the pool.

Her eyes went wide when Kayos dropped the duffle to the ground, unzipping to reveal the Dragon Balls.

"Kayos… if you do this… another year-"

"Master Roshi can't be brought back with the Dragon Balls," Kayos stated. "And neither can Chiaotzu or Krillin or Yamcha. If they die that's it. And if Piccolo dies then it truly is game over. Our only play is to use these."

"But what wish can you make?" Chichi asked. "We know that Shenron can't destroy the Saiyans." It had been her first suggestion when they'd learned of the Dragon Moon but Goku and the others had explained that Shenron could only do what was within the power level of his creator. Kami couldn't destroy the Saiyans with a wave of his hand and as such neither could Shenron. Of course she had a sneaking suspicion that Kayos had come up with a few ideas… but for some reason was staying his hand.

"Right. But we can even the odds." He focused on the glowing balls. "Chichi… I mean it. This is going to seem bad. But in the long run… it will be our greatest chance not just here but against any other foe."

She considered him for a long moment.

"…do it."

"Okay." Kayos threw out his hands. "COME FORTH! ALL MIGHTY SHENRON!"

~MC~MC~MC~

Vegeta cackled as he began to squeeze Goku harder, the young man crying out in pain as his bones began to pop and crack. Piccolo glanced to his left and saw that Raditz had ended up on the ground, unable to get up as Nappa began to just wail on him. The others were trying to help but even with their great size the Saiyans in their Oozaru forms were very nimble and fast, meaning that not only did the Z Fighters' attacks do little to harm them but they had to watch out lest they be stuck themselves between fists the size of wrecking balls.

"Now then, Kakarot, have you begun to question all your choices that brought you to this moment?" Vegeta taunted. "You are going to die here, along with your brother and your friends! And there isn't a damn thing you can do about it!"

"Well, you have that right," Piccolo said, causing Vegeta to turn his head in his direction. "HE can't."

And with that he focused… before he began to grow.

Vegeta struggled to hold onto him but soon found his fingers forced open as Piccolo's body swelled up. Finally the Saiyan Prince dropped him but the fall wasn't as much as it had been moments earlier, with Piccolo's feet hitting the ground within a second. He rose up to match Vegeta, looking him right in the eye, a smirk flashing on his features before he slammed his fist right into the Saiyan's gut, causing him to stumble back and drop Goku.

"Like it?" Piccolo taunted. "Haven't come up with a name for it yet, but this is the improved Great Namekian Form. Stronger, faster, and with none of the original drawbacks." He fell into a fighting stance.

Vegeta merely wiped his mouth. "And here I thought you Earthlings would be boring-"

Everyone turned and stared as the sky went dark and Shenron suddenly appeared in the sky.

~MC~MC~MC~

"I AM THE ETERNAL DRAGON! STATE YOUR WISH AND I SHALL GRANT IT!"

I had been thinking over this wish for a while. Ever since I'd learned that the Dragon Moon would grant us a few extra wishes. Focused on the wording to get it JUST right. Shenron had proven to be fair but my knowledge of D'Jinn always had me leery of not thinking over every possible outcome.

But… I had everything covered.

It was time to change the game.

"Almighty Shenron!" I called out. "I wish that all members of the Son Family with Saiyan blood from this day forth be able to regenerator their tails even if they are cut off and have full control of the Oozaru form, choosing when to use it and having full control of themselves in that form!"

It was a risk. Technically two wishes in one. But… I was hopeful that Shenron liked me enough that-

"SO BE IT!" Shenron declared. "YOUR WISH HAS BEEN GRANTED! FARWELL!"

~MC~MC~MC~

Goku blinked in shock as he suddenly felt something he hadn't felt in years.

He shifted his Gi… and smiled as his long lost tail popped out, wiggling happily.

"Heheh," he chuckled even as Shenron disappeared and the Dragon Balls launched into the sky, "nice to have you back!" He looked up at the artificial moon… and felt his power grow along with his body.

~MC~MC~MC~

"Okay," I said with a nod, "now Goku will have an Oozaru form. That should even the odds." I looked back at the Saiyans and blinked as I saw Piccolo pounding on Vegeta even as Goku began to swell up into his Oozaru form. "Huh… you know, I always forget that Piccolo can do that…"

"Kayos?" Chichi said, sounding utterly distressed. "What… what did you do?"

I sighed as I turned around to face her. "Listen, I know you're worried for Gohan but trust me, isn't it better that he can-"

I froze, staring at Chichi.

She looked back, utterly terrified.

Gohan's tail wiggled.

And behind her…

…Chichi's Saiyan tail wiggled.

"What the fuck?"