Co-written by SuperSaiyan2Link.
At the main Capsule Corp building, Trunks sat at his desk, filling out various forms in front of him, a stack of them on his right and a small television on his left. He was quite busy as the CC president, so the television was more-so for background noise than to actually watch. Rarely did he ever turn his gaze away from his work...
"Breaking news: a large spaceship can be seen floating over Satan City."
Trunks may not have seen the spaceship before in his life, but it definitely struck him as something that could spell trouble. He stopped what he was doing, took off his coat, and opened a window. Just as he did this, his assistant Otokosuki, donning a light blue suit and with short black hair and a mustache, stepped into the room.
"Wait, sir, what are you doing?!"
"Cancel all my appointments. I'm taking a sick day."
"But sir, who will run the building while you're gone?"
"Uh, tell you what: you're in charge while I'm gone."
He flew out the window with haste towards Satan City as Otokosuki watched in utter confusion.
"But the question still remains: if these visitors are hostile, where is Mr. Satan?"
Hercule was sitting on a chair, his eyes wide open.
"Oh man... please be peaceful visitors."
The door to his room slammed open.
"Dad, we've got a serious situation!"
He turned to see Videl, Gohan, and Pan, all three of whom looked just as shaken up as he did.
"I've seen that kind of ship before," said Gohan. "It belongs to Frieza's forces."
"So you're saying that they're..."
"They are not peaceful visitors!"
"Agh, just my luck...!"
And they're bound to attack at any moment!"
"Come on, Dad! We've got to help get everyone in this city to safety!"
Hercule got up out of his seat.
"You've got it."
The four of them moved from house-to-house as quickly as they could, knocking on doors and shouting into yards and open windows. Hercule had a large megaphone and a truck driving him across town.
"Attention citizens of Satan City: I, Hercule, ask that you leave your homes and get to the nearest shelter outside of town immediately! Double time, now! You can have all your stuff back when the situation's all over!"
Crowds of panicked people ran out of their homes and across the street, then struggled to get their vehicles through without hitting anyone. Pan moved as quickly as she could to warn everyone, but even she was getting some fatigue.
"We're a bit shorthanded here. I don't know if even we can get everyone out in time."
Just then, she saw a speeding capsule car driving through an alley, smashing trash cans and fences, and fast approaching a young boy who didn't even see it coming.
"Stop!"
Pan tried flying towards it, but saw that she was too late to stop it.
"Hey!"
She saw that Yamcha in his orange gi stood in front of the car, stopping it with both hands.
"Watch where you're going, buddy! I know you're scared, but you could've hurt someone!"
Pan rushed over to the young boy, who was just as stunned as she was.
"It's okay. Come along."
She grabbed him by the hand and the two moved out of the way of the vehicle's path. Afterward, Yamcha flew to the side of the vehicle and tapped it on the hood.
"Drive carefully, okay?"
After the vehicle began to move again, this time at a more controlled pace and minding the people around the driver, Yamcha approached Pan and the boy.
"Anyone else with you, Yamcha?"
"Yeah. I flew here with Tien and Chiaotzu."
He then turned to the boy and crouched to his eye level.
"You okay, kid? Can't find your parents?"
The kid didn't speak, but nodded back to him.
"Tell you what: I'll help you find your parents. Just try to point me in the right direction, okay kid?"
He gently lifted the boy onto his shoulders and slowly began to float off the ground.
"Keep getting people to safety, Pan. I'll be back as soon as I can."
Pan nodded, then the two flew off in opposite directions.
"Now where could my parents be?"
"Come along now, citizens!"
She heard what clearly had to be her dad's voice, but as if he were doing an impression of some kind.
"Why does he sound like a superhero?"
She flew downward towards where she heard it and sure enough, she saw two helmeted individuals with bright tunics and capes helping a family evacuate.
"Take only necessary belongings and please leave in a calm and orderly fashion."
"If we all do our part, we reduce the risk of panicked accidents."
Pan stood, stunned to see her parents dressed like that. As soon as their capsule vehicle began to leave...
"Mom? Dad?"
The two turned towards Pan, Gohan trying to continue disguising who they were.
"Uh, no, young lady. We are not your mother and father. We are..."
"Honey, she's 18."
He sighed, then cleared his throat.
"Pan, we don't have much time. That ship's bound to drop soldiers at any moment."
"I know, Dad, but we don't have enough people to get the whole city to safety. Yamcha, Tien, and Chiaotzu are here, but still."
"Not for long, I wager!"
Gohan briefly took on his Great Saiyaman voice again, then put his hand behind his head.
"Uh, sorry. But with this..."
He clicked on his helmet.
"Bulma? If you're there, Satan City needs your help."
"Already ahead of you, Gohan..."
The three turned to see flying Capsule Corp vehicles arriving on the scene a few streets ahead of them.
"Trunks and I arranged for Capsule Corp to bring them to our building. Just far enough away from the city to keep them out of harm's way."
"Good. Very good. And is Vegeta...?"
"He should be arriving..."
The three heard a hard landing behind them...
"...now."
Vegeta stood in a blue and white battle suit. Pan had never seen him dressed like that before. He turned to Gohan, already seeing through his costume.
"Gohan, for your sake, I hope you've kept up your training."
Another stomp from next to Vegeta: Trunks wearing a similar battle suit to his father's. The five of them turned to see Tien and Chiaotzu descending onto the area alongside Yamcha. Tien had a dark blue gi and white undershirt with a weighted cape.
"Trunks..."
"Tien..."
The eight saw Piccolo back in his traditional purple gi.
"Mr. Piccolo..."
Krillin flew in afterward with Lazuli beside him. As they landed, Pan was surprised to see Lapis landing soon afterward, someone she rarely saw.
"It's been a while, huh?"
Just then, Gohan saw a massive Capsule Corp plane-like vehicle landing in front of them. The pilot: Bulma.
"We're here."
"We?"
The back opened and aside from various Capsule Corp staff emerging to gather any remaining civilians in the area, Master Roshi stepped out in a black and white martial arts uniform. Yajirobe came out of the transport as well, sporting a mustache. He turned to Vegeta...
"Well this is unexpected... seeing you on our side, Vegeta."
"It's been 35 years..." replied Vegeta.
"Fine. Just don't punch me."
Pan didn't understand the context between the two as Vegeta grumbled to himself.
"Nice mustache, by the way."
Vegeta said nothing back, perhaps taking the compliment. Immediately after this, Pan turned to see Goten, wearing the same orange gi and blue undershirt from the tournament yesterday.
"Bro."
"Goten."
Then Pan saw her grandmother, sporting her blue and red uniform.
"Grandma, you're..."
"I can't stand on the sidelines this time. Bulma, how many are there on that ship?"
Bulma had placed a green scouter over her eye, one which Pan had only ever seen in a display case at Bulla's.
"A thousand bodies at least... and someone with such a high power level this thing can't register it."
Yamcha was looking over at all the Z-Fighters around him and counting with his fingers.
"Let's see... with me, that makes 16."
Gohan and Videl counted as well, then turned over to him afterward.
"16?" inquired Videl. "Don't tell me you're thinking of having our daughter in the fight."
Pan turned, seeing a confrontation between Yamcha and her parents.
"Look, we're shorthanded as is. We're going to need all the help we can get. And you saw her at the tournament yesterday."
"That doesn't mean she's ready for life-or-death!"
On the Capsule Corp plane, Kani, Bulla, and Launch were helping people get onboard in an orderly fashion. The three of them could overhear the argument.
"Gohan, you were ready for it when you were half her age."
"That's not the same and you know it!" shouted Gohan as he pointed at Yamcha, nearly poking him in the process.
"Dad! We don't have time for this!"
Pan tried getting between her father and Yamcha.
"There's too much at risk for me to just stand idly by!"
"Pan, we can't..." said Gohan. "We can't ask you to put your life on the line."
"If those stories you told me about these guys are true... then our whole planet is at stake."
With everyone on board the plane, Bulla stepped toward the group. Bulma grabbed hold of her daughter's arm.
"Where are you going?! I can't just leave you here!"
"Pan's right: this is our home. I have to help."
"But you already have: you've helped these people get to safety."
"The people HERE. What happens if Frieza's men win? Then it'll have been for nothing."
Tien then saw Kani walking towards the group as well.
"Kani! Your mother and I...!"
He then saw Launch behind her.
"Launch... I can't let you two do this."
But Tien could tell by Kani and Launch's expressions of determination to help that he couldn't talk them out of it.
"It's our home, Tien. All of our homes."
Vegeta gently pushed Bulma's hand off of their daughter.
"As long as I draw breath, I won't let them hurt Bulla. I promise you that."
Initially shocked at Vegeta, Bulma realized she shouldn't have been surprised at his decision. Soon after, Tien sighed, then placed his hands over both his wife and daughter.
"You both need to be on your guard at all times. Get distracted for even a second..."
"...and you'll be dead," Vegeta said bluntly.
Finally, Gohan and Videl begrudgingly turned to their daughter.
"Alright, Pan... but this is the real deal. As soon as the fighting starts, you may find yourself on your own."
Bulla tapped Pan on the shoulder.
"I'll watch over Pan."
Vegeta turned, surprised at the idea of Bulla acting as a bodyguard to someone.
"And I'll watch over you, Bulla," replied Pan.
Gohan reached for something behind his back.
"Just keep this on your person at all times..."
He took out a red case, which held a red staff inside of it.
"Grandpa's Power Pole?"
Gohan placed it in her hands.
"Yes. Now remember, if you need it to get something from far away, just shout 'Power Pole Extend' and it'll do the rest."
Pan nodded as Bulma did the head count herself.
"Well even with all of you as is, that just makes... 19."
"Well I count 20."
They saw Hercule, having exited his truck. While Pan was concerned for her grandfather's safety, as far as she knew, Hercule was the former world champion who had actually managed to best Goku in the ring.
"Dad, you can't be..."
"Earth's our home, remember? Besides, I may be able to get their attention. Draw them out for you."
Goten looked at the group, then back at Frieza's ship, trying to calculate something.
"If we're looking at a thousand of Frieza's men and 20 of us... that would mean we each need to defeat... umm... let's see..."
"About 50 per person," answered Gohan.
"Fifty?" asked Hercule. "Ha! Leave a hundred of them to me."
Vegeta chuckled to himself.
"I was going to say the same thing."
Soon after this exchange, a loud noise came from the ship: two large doors at the bottom began to slowly open.
"Get these people out of here, Bulma," ordered Gohan. "We'll take it from here."
Bulma nodded and ran back to the plane's cockpit. Meanwhile, the 20 began to split into their groups:
Chi-Chi, Launch, Yajirobe, and Hercule gathered in one quadrant to stop any Frieza Forces that could successfully touch down near them. Hercule showed Launch to his truck, which had plenty of capsules filled with weaponry.
"The truck and all these capsules are all yours. Are you ready for this?"
Launch took out a packet of pepper from her pocket and ripped it open in front of her nose, causing her to sneeze.
*POOF!*
Her hair had turned yellow with streaks of silver as she took out a machine gun and armed it.
"You bet... Mark."
Hercule had never heard anyone bluntly refer to him by his first name... except for Launch's other personality.
Pan, Bulla, and Kani had formed a group of three in another quadrant, but were then approached by Videl.
"Gohan, you go on ahead. I'll stay with them."
Her husband nodded, then flew upward as she remained on the ground with Pan and the rest.
"Alright Mom, what do you want us to do?"
"I'll be out in front. You three will attack from the side."
Master Roshi, Tien, Chiaotzu, and Yamcha would cover one of the lower quadrants.
"The Turle School's back in action. You ready for this, Master Roshi?"
"Are you, Yamcha?"
Tien turned to Master Roshi.
"Yamcha and I have been keeping up our training since Kani was born. Chiaotzu has as well."
Chiaotzu nodded to Tien.
"Don't worry. I've got my eye on you, Tien."
Gohan, Trunks, Krillin, and Piccolo were near.
"I have to admit..." began Trunks. "I've been a little rusty. Just tell me what to do and I'll do it."
The other three turned to him.
"It's been peace time since the Cell Games..." started Krillin. "I can't blame you."
"Still..." Piccolo stated. "You need to keep up your guard. Don't focus on just one enemy. And watch out for each other."
"Will do, Mr. Piccolo."
Vegeta, Lapis, Lazuli, and Goten would be the highest up, just over the top of the rooftops to pick off as many from landing as they could.
"So..." began Lapis. "Gohan..."
"Goten."
"Goten. Right, right. I hardly hear from you these days. What's new on your...?"
"We can play catch-up later," interrupted Lazuli. "Right now, we need to focus."
"You heard the lady..." replied Vegeta, looking up at the ship. "But then again, you do have the strongest warrior on the planet on your side."
"This again, Vegeta?" asked Lapis.
"You know, Vegeta, I've always wanted to see how I'd fare against you," Goten replied to Vegeta. "Maybe once this is all finished, we could have ourselves a spar."
"You're on..." answered Vegeta. "But first, I have a hundred of these fools to take care of."
From within the ship, Frieza's hordes watched with anticipation as the door finally opened enough that they could begin to exit towards the city below. They looked down as their scouters began scanning for bodies below them. Sure enough, with several humans, a Namekian, two androids, and several Saiyans, they knew what they were in for.
"They may have power levels on their side... but we have the greater numbers. Move out, men! CHARGE!"
The first batch finally began their descent, roaring in unison...
...as they found themselves swarmed by ki projectiles from the four closest to them.
"Evasive maneuvers!"
Those who were struck head-on fell towards the city streets below as the rest tried spreading out to avoid the barrage. Just then, Vegeta heard Gohan flying in from behind him.
"You four! Aim for the doors! Try to jam them!"
"Why?!"
Just then, Vegeta grinned, understanding precisely why Gohan had asked this.
"I see..."
He turned back to Lapis, Lazuli, and Goten.
"You three! The doors! Keep them from opening all the way!"
With that, they redirected their fire at the massive doors still in the process of opening. This allowed the Frieza Forces to begin flying unperturbed.
"What fools! Trying to bring down the whole ship with their measly attacks!"
What they did not realize was that with enough impact between the doors and their openings, the doors bent to such a degree that the doors couldn't open any further. By the time they had realized this, they were met by a man in curious garb.
"You're finished, evil-doers!"
Gohan struck one hard enough to break his helmet as Krillin emerged on his side to kick another. Trunks punched one in the chest, then booted him away as he saw Piccolo's arm stretching behind him: he was grabbing the arm of a soldier aiming at him, which then fired, missing his mark.
Piccolo then pulled the soldier towards him, where he fired off an energy wave with the other arm to take him out.
Meanwhile, a large line of soldiers was flying towards Yamcha, who charged right at them without fear.
"Wolf Fang...!"
As the soldier closest to him began to see what he was doing, his face had already been struck by two palms.
"FIST!"
From there, he continued forward, plowing through the rest in front of him before his last blow tore through the armor of a larger soldier as he howled.
Roshi had thrown his cane at one soldier to throw off his aim, then punched him back down to the ground. He then caught the cane, used it to trip one of his foes in midair, then swung it to knock him into a group of soldiers. He then put his hands together, bulking up in size.
"Ka...me...ha...me...HAAAaA!"
He fired off a Kamehameha at the wave in front of him.
As for Tien, he found himself surrounded and put his fingers near his three eyes.
"Solar FLAAARE!"
The soldiers around him were blinded, allowing him to rapidly strike them out of his direction. He turned to see a vast squadron of soldiers already firing their ki blasts at him. Before he could act, he saw Chiaotzu in front of him, his hands raised outward.
"Chiaotzu!"
But Tien then saw that all of the projectiles had been stopped inches from Chiaotzu: his proficiency with telekinesis had more than increased over the years. He then fired the ki projectiles back at the Frieza soldiers, who were too baffled to get out of the way of their own attacks from seconds before.
Videl kicked a Frieza soldier's helmet off his head, then back-handed the helmet into another as Pan and Bulla fought surrounding soldiers back-to-back. Pan kept them at bay with swings from the Power Pole while Bulla mostly stuck to ki blasts. Kani charged ki in one of her fists, then flew forward, nearly piercing through a soldier. When three soldiers tried to take aim at her, she used the defeated one as a shield, then fired three dodon rays right through him, each hitting their mark.
"Whoa..." went Pan.
Her and Bulla looked in awe at how she had taken them down.
"That was hardcore, Kani" Bulla complimented.
As Kani grinned at them, a soldier snuck past to aim at Bulla. Before he could fire off, a larger beam sent him into the ground. The three looked upward to see Vegeta.
"Compliment each other when the battle's over. And you..."
Pan saw him pointing right at her, a very stern look in his eyes.
"Don't slack off again. Guard Bulla with your life."
He then flew back upward towards the most intense area of the battle as Pan and Bulla took his advice to heart.
"Yeah... we'd better focus, Bulla."
"Right."
Videl, meanwhile, had already downed multiple soldiers on her own.
"You three gonna help me or what?"
"Sorry, Mom! Coming!"
Launch fired her machine gun at the Frieza soldiers heading towards her. The weakest among them fell while others only saw damage done to their armor. As they began to come closer to her, Yajirobe tossed pebbles at them from the other direction, causing them to turn towards him instead. As he drew his blade, ready to strike...
One of them was kicked away by Chi-Chi, who then hopped from soldier to soldier, chopping or kicking them away. During this, Yajirobe hopped upward as well, either slashing with his sword or kicking them with his sandled feet. Those that managed to land saw Hercule standing in their way in a cocky hero pose.
"Come get a piece of the champ!"
As they prepared to fire on him, they were struck by a combination of Chi-Chi's kicks, Yajirobe's sword swings, and Launch's rapid fire.
"This is Nick Hornby from Channel 10 reporting on this massive-scale battle going on over our very own Satan City."
Hercule was baffled at the voice nearby and turned to see a reporter and a cameraman.
"You've gotta be kiddin' me..."
"From behind me, we can see former contestants of the World Martial Arts Tournament, as well as Saiyaman and Saiyawoman, who haven't been seen for years."
Nick's arm was suddenly grabbed by Hercule.
"What are you doing here?!"
Just then, the cameraman began to panic.
"Uh, Nick... Mr. Satan..."
The two turned and saw five Frieza soldiers walking towards them.
"You can take them, right Hercule?" asked Nick.
"Excuse me for a second, Nick" answered Hercule, who proceeded to run right towards the soldiers.
The soldiers, looking at him through their scouters, thought nothing of it.
"Is that Earthling so eager to throw his life away? Just look at his power level... a measly..."
His thought was immediately interrupted by Hercule tackling him to the ground, then punching him repeatedly in the head, one of them breaking his scouter.
"What's your space monocle say about me now, huh?!" shouted Hercule.
The four remaining soldiers moved in to attack him. Before they could, they were baffled to see Hercule kneeling on the ground, grasping his stomach.
"Give me a minute... I've got a... stomache ache."
Baffled at his mannerisms like before, the four just looked over at him.
"According to my scouter, he's..."
"Aha!"
Hercule rose to his feet, uppercutting that Frieza soldier.
From a distance, Nick stood reporting while the cameraman caught all of Hercule's antics while facing the other three soldiers still on their feet.
"And here right behind me, you can see our savior, Hercule Satan, battling the invaders with such ease they can barely comprehend his level of skill."
After knocking the last down with a two-handed slam, the five all unconscious on the ground, Hercule was crouched over for a moment, seemingly short of breath.
"Mr. Satan. You're not tired, are you?"
With the camera rolling, Hercule immediately stood to his feet, his arms to his side.
"Ha, ha! Of course not!"
Goten was blasting away at more oncoming Frieza soldiers alongside Lapis and Lazuli when he could overhear commotion below him.
"Trunks!"
"No, Gohan! You'll be exposed!"
He could tell one of the groups was in trouble and flew down to assist them.
Piccolo had thrown a barrage of spheres towards a massive number of Frieza soldiers, whom watched in confusion as his aim appeared to be off. Finally, the technique revealed itself to be the Hellzone Grenade, detonating all the spheres in an explosion. As the dust and fallen soldiers settled, he still saw a massive number approaching him.
"They're still coming!"
Krillin pushed him out of the way of oncoming blasts while firing a one-handed beam to strike multiples in a row. Gohan had taken out several soldiers around Trunks, then turned back to Piccolo and Krillin.
"Cover me, Trunks!"
Trunks watched as Gohan flew towards them, then saw Goten flying in fast, sending Frieza soldiers scattering around him and drawing their attention. He didn't want his old friend to fight them alone and flew in towards Goten's side to help fight them off.
"I've got your back, Goten!"
Both were batting soldiers away from them, rotating around each other to cover all fronts at once.
"Just like old times, huh?"
But Trunks caught too late that a ki blast was heading for him. Goten pushed him away, then fired off a powerful one-handed Kamehameha, rocketing the soldiers far away from him.
"Thanks, Goten. Say... when this is all over, how'd you like to work at Capsule Corp? I mean you still don't have a job, right?"
"GOHAN!"
"It's Goten!"
"Okay! GOTEN!"
The two could see Lapis and Lazuli were signalling for Goten to help them.
"I'll be back, Trunks."
Goten flew back with all haste as Trunks regrouped with Piccolo, Gohan, and Krillin.
Tien and Chiaotzu were firing off dodon rays back-to-back as Yamcha was directing the Spirit Ball into several soldiers.
On the ground, Roshi saw several soldiers surrounding him and took on a peculiar combat stance.
"What is he doing?"
Roshi stepped backward while swerving his head backward.
"Is he... drunk?"
But from that confusion, Roshi began unleashing drunken-style kung fu on the hapless soldiers.
Yamcha saw this and, seeing how Tien and Chiaotzu were taking care of themselves, decided to fly down and help his old master. The two fought in nearly perfect unison, chopping and kicking away their opposition.
Just then, Roshi was struck on the side by a ki blast, falling onto his hands and stomach, as Yamcha quickly formed another spirit ball, knocking away any additional blasts, before tossing it right at them, pinning them to a large truck before detonating it.
He then offered Roshi a helping hand and pulled him up.
"Yamcha... even if they've slowed down their descent, the numbers of Frieza's forces are still taking a toll on us."
"You're right..."
Yamcha began looking up at the ship itself.
"I think I've got an idea..."
Pan, Bulla, and Kani were firing off rapid ki blasts, both to take out whoever they could and to keep their attention away from Videl, who took maximum advantage of it. She turned to them for a moment.
"Keep it up, girls!"
She suddenly saw herself being lifted into the air by three Frieza soldiers.
"Mom!"
But as Pan and Bulla tried running in, they saw more soldiers descending down on them.
"There's too many of them!"
They began to fire.
"Get behind me, Bulla!"
Bulla did as Pan asked as she covered herself in a shield of ki, protecting herself and Bulla as well.
Videl, meanwhile, tried wrestling her way out as two had her by the arms and one behind her wrapped his arm around her throat. She managed to fire off ki from her palms, striking the two in the stomach, then elbowed the one behind her as hard as she could. He tried to keep his hold on her, but instead, grabbed hold of her helmet, tearing it off of her.
She thought nothing of it, elbowing him once more, then floating above them before going for several stomp-like kicks to send them downward.
"This just in: Saiyawoman has been unmasked! She appears to be... YOUR DAUGHTER, Mr. Satan?!"
Hercule panicked for a split-second, but then calmly turned to Nick.
"Now you see, earlier today, Videl and I met with Saiyaman, who told me Saiyawoman was out sick. So Videl offered to take her place and wear her costume to protect the real Saiyawoman's secret identity."
As per usual, Hercule's skills of persuasion had swayed the human populace.
"Of course. I never would have guessed that was the plan all along. False alarm, folks! It seems Saiyawoman's identity remains a mystery thanks to a clever ploy by Mr. Satan and Videl."
"Phew," went Hercule in his head.
During this, the swarm of soldiers saw four Kani's, each sporting four arms, rushing them.
"Quick, we've gotta get up there and give her cover!"
Pan and Bulla immediately flew upward and fired on the soldiers, then, as they got closer, began knocking them away. Videl finally joined as well, but they found a line of soldiers in front of them.
"Oh wait..."
Pan pointed the Power Pole directly at them.
"Power Pole Extend!"
It grew in length, striking the soldiers directly in front of her. But even then, several were still to the side of her. Pan readied a swing, but Bulla and Videl both grabbed hold of the Power Pole as well to help her.
"Swing away!"
With the might of all three, the Power Pole swung into the remaining soldiers. Shortly after this, Kani's clones faded back into one as she saw four more soldiers left. As they went in for punches, Kani grabbed them by their heads, one arm each, then slammed them into each other face-first.
As they left her hands back to the ground, Kani's four arms faded as she began descending.
"Kani!"
Bulla and Videl caught hold of her as Pan looked over her.
"Kani, you used too much ki."
"I know... but I couldn't just leave you two on your own."
Even the other three had to admit they were certainly getting a hint of fatigue.
Chi-Chi and Yajirobe were finally beginning to tire, each still downing whoever crossed them, but showing exhaustion all the same. Launch, meanwhile, kept firing, even as she had nearly emptied all of the capsules in Hercule's truck. She saw another horde incoming and readied her aim with her machine gun...
"No offense..." started Yajirobe... "But you're going to need something with a lot more punch."
Launch scoffed, dropping it, then retrieving a capsule hidden under the driver seat. She clicked it, then tossed it into the air...
*POOF!*
It revealed a rocket launcher, whose rocket had a massive explosive attachment on its front. Launch caught it with ease, then took aim.
"Oh yeah?"
She finally fired, the rocket flying at a high speed towards the soldiers heading towards them. While they tried getting out of the way, it seemed to be heat-seeking.
"I'd recommend you find cover."
Yajirobe and Chi-Chi watched as the rocket finally hit its mark, causing a massive explosion. The sheer shockwave caused winds to blow past Chi-Chi and Yajirobe, who felt the full force of it brushing against them. Launch, however, was just sitting completely nonchalant on the ground, the rocket launcher resting in her arms.
"So... that enough punch for you?"
The two were speechless at Launch's demeanor. Just then, a thought occurred to Chi-Chi.
"Wait, have any of you seen where Hercule went off to lately?"
Hercule was so caught up with talking to the camera that he had nearly forgotten all of the fighting around him.
"Anyway, Nick, I think the Earth's definitely in good hands, guaranteed."
Just then, he saw more Frieza soldiers flying in and remembered what was at stake.
"Listen, there's trouble approaching! You need to get outside the city right this instant!"
"But Mr. Satan, we can't possibly miss..."
"Now that does it!"
He grabbed hold of the camera and Nick's microphone, then tossed them behind him.
"Get out of here now! And I mean NOW!"
Finally taking his warning seriously, Nick and his cameraman ran to their news van, which sped away.
"Wanna go after those Earthlings heading that way?"
"Not unless you want that weakling over there."
"Dynamite... KICK!"
The soldier was kicked in the face, slamming into a wall. However, the kick wasn't an instant knockout as he grasped his face.
"Agh, my nose. I think he broke my nose!"
"What is going on over there?!" shouted a Frieza Force commander.
"Commander, that Earthling... he's..."
The commander scanned the Earthling with his scouter, finding his power level tiny.
"With that power level? He's making a mockery of the Frieza Force! That does it, men! Swarm him on the double!"
Hercule hopped high in the air over one before flip-kicking him away, then threw a punch at another soldier, whom successfully blocked it. He then pointed behind him in a "Look, over there" fashion, distracting the soldier just long enough for Hercule to knee him in the groin, then in the face.
"Are you not entertained?! Ha, ha, ha!"
Just then, he saw a massive number of Frieza forces converging all around him, each of them pointing their hands at him, each charging with ki.
"Oh crap..."
He began to kneel on the ground, his hands over the back of his head.
"Oh man..." Hercule mused. "Thank goodness there's no cameras here to see this."
The commander finally landed in front of him, aiming downward directly at him.
"We'll blast you to pieces... in the name of Lord Frieza."
Hercule's eyes shot up.
"L... Lord Frieza?!"
Suddenly, he stood up off the ground, brushing himself off.
"Well why didn't you just say so? I'm a huge fan of his! I've wanted to work for Lord Frieza ever since I was a kid."
The commander was stunned.
"So you mean... you'd willingly join our forces and help in conquering Earth... your home planet?"
"Why of course! Who needs Earth anyways? Tell you what: see those punks over there? I have their trust. I'll go over there and take them out for you."
Despite the decent number of unconscious soldiers lying near Hercule, this commander was still somewhat skeptical.
"By yourself?"
"Hey, less work for you guys, am I right? Well... time for me to spring into action for Lord Frieza!"
He took a step forward, then paused for a moment.
"Oh, almost forgot..."
He turned backward and took something out of his robe.
"I want you to have this."
The commander took it from his hands and looked over this curious item with Game Poy written on it.
"What is this?"
Some of the soldiers got closer to it.
"I think it's one of those data games!"
"You mean those games you play on those small screens?"
"Yeah, I think so."
As the group of Frieza soldiers clamored around the commander in awe of the "Game Poy", Hercule was already ducking behind a nearby building, a remote in hand. But during this commotion, the commander tried pushing his troops back.
"Get off of me... hey, wait! The scouter says it's a..."
But before he could warn them of its true intentions, Hercule pushed the button.
*BOOM!*
A sizable explosion that could be heard by the other Z-Fighters went off, taking out all the Frieza soldiers around the Game Poy.
"Heh, heh... I always wanted to use this one."
"Tien! Chiaotzu! Over here!"
Yamcha was floating high off the air and had called out for them as he was creating a Spirit Ball in his hand, which began to slowly increase in size.
"Listen up. I'm gonna throw this thing as hard as I can, but it's not going to be enough. I need you two to hit it as hard as you can the exact moment I throw it."
Chiaotzu knew his telekinesis would prove beneficial here and Tien knew which attack he was talking about as he formed his hands into a diamond shape. From the ground up, Kani could see what Yamcha, Chiaotzu, and her father were doing.
"Kani?" asked Pan, noting she was looking in the distance.
She flew off towards them, leaving Pan and Bulla behind.
"Alright, almost ready..."
The Spirit Ball was becoming more and more massive, almost looking like a Spirit Bomb from the distance.
"Yamcha, that's enough."
But even then, Yamcha continued floating in place, gritting his teeth as he kept holding and growing the Spirit Ball.
"If I underdo it, I'll barely dent it. I'm giving it everything!"
"You gotta..."
Tien was interrupted when he saw Kani next to her, her hands in the same pose as his.
"Kani..."
"It's a few years of my life or the whole planet!"
The two turned towards Yamcha and saw him reaching his limits. He could barely float at this point and the Spirit Ball was as large as it was going to get. But even then, he finally began to lift his hand for the throw.
"Now!"
Just as the Spirit Ball began to leave his hand, Tien and Kani's hands charged with ki.
"Kikoho!"
The two tri-beams struck the Spirit Ball as Chiaotzu pushed it as hard as he could, so hard he practically threw himself backwards doing so. The combination of Yamcha's throw, Chiaotzu's telekinesis, and the two Tri-Beams striking sent it rocketing towards the ship.
"What is...? GET BACK!"
The remainder of Frieza's men on board watched in terror as the massive Spirit Ball flew right at the bottom of the ship.
From outside, the Spirit Ball had managed to pierce through the bottom and the ensuing explosion took place from within it. Within seconds, the ship began falling and crashing into the ground below, crushing a few buildings which, thanks to their efforts before the fight, were empty.
"Yamcha!"
Tien watched as Yamcha began falling down towards the city below and flew after him as quickly as he could. But before he could catch him...
He saw Vegeta catching him, then gently lowering the two towards the ground. Upon landing, Vegeta could see Yamcha was in bad shape: he definitely put his everything into that Spirit Ball, and then some.
"Yajirobe! He needs a senzu bean... now!"
Yajirobe obliged, tossing one to Vegeta, who then fed it to Yamcha.
"Is he going to be okay?" asked Kani.
After hearing a clear gulp from Yamcha, they saw him rolling over, coughing.
"Yamcha?"
"So..." said Yamcha, looking up at them with a grin on his face. "How did we do?"
Tien helped him upward, but could tell that despite the senzu bean, Yamcha was going to need a minute.
"Hey, kid..." Yamcha said, looking over at Kani, who could barely stand. "You don't look so good. Hey, can we get another senzu bean over here?"
As Yajirobe obliged once again, Pan and Bulla were sitting on the ground, short of breath.
"You know, Bulla... even though you don't fight much these days, you've still got it."
"Maybe I should start training again. Then maybe I could even face you in the next tournament."
"Now that will be a match for the ages."
Vegeta knelt in front of Bulla, his hands feeling her face to make sure he didn't suffer any bruises or cuts.
"Are you hurt? Did any of them hit you?"
"I'm okay, Dad... thanks to Pan."
He then turned his gaze to Pan, who struggled to make words.
"Well, I mean... it was a team effort after all. Plus, Bulla held her own for sure."
He pat her on the shoulder.
"Thank you, Pan, for protecting my Bulla."
"Dad... you're embarrassing me in front of Pan."
Pan saw Bulla blushing, trying to cover her face, then saw Goten and Gohan in the distance, the former helping her father along.
"Bulla, I'll be just a minute."
"I'll be here, Pan."
Pan walked over to her father and Goten, whose uniforms clearly showed some wear and tear from the battle. Even Gohan's Saiyaman helmet looked beaten up with cracks in the visor and the antennae bent. She saw Goten was trying to gently lower Gohan onto the ground, which Pan assisted with.
"Uncle Goten... Dad... you okay?"
Gohan took off his helmet, revealing only a light bruise on his cheek.
"What's important is that you're okay, Pan."
Videl and Hercule approached right after as the former ran into Gohan's arms, nearly tackling him in the process, while the latter lifted up Pan.
"Gohan! You're okay! We're all okay!"
"Grandpa Hercule!"
"We've done it, Pan! We've saved the world! Everyone did their part! Even yours truly!"
The four of them chuckled, though as much as this seemed like cause for celebration, Goten was sensing the ki of everything inside the ship's remains.
"We've stopped most of their forces and a good chunk inside were taken out with that Spirit Ball... but that high power level's still there."
Pan felt herself being lowered to the ground.
"You mean..." stuttered Hercule.
Just as he had said this, the top of the ship was knocked right off from inside. They saw the remains of Frieza's Force floating out from the opening and immediately got ready to take action.
"I must admit, for such a weak and pathetic race, I expected this invasion to be a cakewalk for my forces..."
Gohan's eyes went wide.
"Dad?"
"And yet here we are with you ruining my ship and reducing their numbers by three-fourths."
Krillin could barely compose himself, even in front of his wife.
"Honey?"
"I trained 18 years for this day and I've waited long enough. It's time for me to take my revenge with my own two hands."
Piccolo knew that voice all too well.
"...Frieza."
The galactic tyrant was alive and well before his very eyes, standing among his soldiers and already in his final form.