Dragon Ball Z: Dynasty

Written by: Feraligreater328 and StevenBodner

Chapter 60: The Forewarned Day

Mt. Paozu, May 12th, Age 767…

Goku, Gohan, and Krillin stepped out of Goku's house, a steely look in each of their eyes. Today was not just a big day, but the big day. If Future Trunks was telling the truth, then the Androids would show up today and start their assault against all of humanity. It was a shame that they couldn't all head out together, but other matters were taking precedence. Even if the Androids were going to attack, Chi-Chi couldn't just skip her appointments dealing with her pregnancy. Luckily, Bardock and Raditz agreed to escort her for safety, as well as to collect Vegeta.

Goku closed his eyes and took a deep breath. His second child would be showing up any day now. "Man..."

He smiled down at Gohan and Krillin. "Let's head out and deal with these Androids as quickly as possible!"

Gohan and Krillin both nodded. Gohan smiled. "Right! Next stop, Amenbo Island!"

And with that, the three of them took to the sky.

In the sky…

The three warriors streaked across the sky, moving at top speed. They didn't have long before the clock struck 10:00 am. They were already running behind. As they flew, however, the three of them were joined by a familiar, if not somewhat repressed energy signature.

Gohan turned and smiled. "Mr. Piccolo!"

Piccolo joined up with the group in their flying formation, his arms crossed over his chest. The Namekian had a sly smirk on his face. "Well, don't the three of you feel strong...?"

Goku chuckled. "Man, you're soundin' pretty sarcastic this morning, bud."

Piccolo smirked. "No. Not at all. Why would you say that?"

Krillin shuddered. "Hey, man. Be serious. The rest of us aren't as well off, power-wise, as you. This is kinda scary for us puny mortals..."

Piccolo snorted. "I bet it would be. But don't worry, today is going to end much differently than it did in the future. You can count on it."

He cut his gaze towards Goku. "And so can you, Monkey Boy."

Goku chuckled. "Let's take it easy now..."

The Saiyan tried to maintain his normal, cheerful façade. But ever since he had woken up, he could tell that something was wrong. He didn't want to bother Chi-Chi or stress her out, so he didn't bother to ask. But, as they flew, the tightness in Goku's chest told him that he should have looked a little harder for Future Trunks' medicine that he somehow misplaced. But, he followed the recommended dosage of the past 2 years, so he was sure this slight discomfort would pass soon enough.

Amenbo Island…

After another short while, the island chain finally came into sight for the four warriors. Krillin looked around and pointed to a nearby sheer cliff. "They're over there!"

Goku, Piccolo, Gohan, and Krillin descended from the sky and landed on the cliff, meeting up with Tien, Yamcha, and Chiaotzu. Goku smiled. "Hey, guys! It's great to see all of you! It's just like old times!"

Tien couldn't help but smile. "Yeah, just like old times. Lining up to face what could possibly be our immediate deaths. It's just like King Piccolo, except King Piccolo is kind of on our side this time..."

Piccolo smirked. "As far as you know."

Tien smashed his fist into his chest. "Any time you feel up to it, Piccolo."

Yamcha adopted a small smile. "So, uh... where is everyone else? Bardock and Raditz and... other people."

Gohan turned to Yamcha. "They're all at Capsule Corp. They wanted to escort my mom there just to be safe."

Krillin sighed. "No telling what the Androids could do, after all. Better safe than sorry."

Chiaotzu nodded. "That's smart."

The little warrior looked at the watch on his wrist. "It's 9:50 am. We're almost there."

Tien's face went serious. "Good. I'm ready to put these last 2 years of training to the test."

Goku smiled. "Same."

Piccolo chuckled. "You two won't have the chance if I get my hands on them first."

Yamcha sighed. "You all are way too excited about killer Androids coming after your heads..."

"It's cuz they're all stupid!"

Yamcha yelped, nearly jumping out of his skin. Gohan tended to him as Krillin walked up to the new person on the cliff. "Oh, hey Yajirobe."

Yajirobe shivered as a cold wind washed over his skin. "It's ridiculously cold over here. Especially for early summer in the friggin' tropics. You guys are lucky I'm such a nice guy!"

Krillin cocked his head. "Oh really. What are you going to do, slash the Androids with your sword?"

Yajirobe spat at Krillin. "ARE YOU CRAZY?! HELL NO!"

He reached into his robe and pulled out a medium-sized bag, tossing it to Goku. "Here ya go. One order of Senzus. Korin worked his ass off for the last 2 years growing as many of them as he could. He also says to take care and stay alive."

Goku smiled. "Thanks, Yajirobe. You sure you don't wanna stay and fight?"

Yajirobe frowned. "Goku, I've known you for years. Since you were a kid. You're, honestly, one of my best friends. But... I'd rather be anywhere else than here if a bunch of crazy robots destined to destroy the world are about to attack. Ya dig?"

Goku chuckled. "I understand. Stay safe, Yajirobe."

Yajirobe shot the peace sign and jumped back into his Capsule Car. "You too, Goku."

Everyone watched as Yajirobe's car flew away and then Chiaotzu checked his watch again. "9:59 am. Less than a minute."

Everyone else focused. Everyone except for Yamcha. The former bandit breathed a huge sigh of relief and folded his arms behind his head. "Maybe the future guy was just messing with us..."

Krillin turned to him. "What do you mean?"

Yamcha chuckled, rubbing his finger under his nose. "Well, I mean, come on. If the Androids were that eager to kill us, then surely they'd be here by now. Hell, if they're that much stronger than Frieza or his father, we'd have sensed their power levels by now. And they'd definitely had seen us and attacked early just like any other enemy would have..."

Krillin's shoulders slumped. "Yamcha..."

Chiaotzu stared at his watch. "10 seconds."

Yamcha smiled. "Maybe we finally lucked out and the Androids just aren't coming..."

The second hand on Chiaotzu's watch passed the final tick and the watch shifted to exactly 10:00 am. And then, actually catching everyone off guard, an explosion rang out in the sky. Everyone shifted their gaze upward and saw a flaming wreckage crash down into the sea below.

Goku cried out. "Yajirobe!"

Yamcha stared in horror. "Wha-Wha-Wha... but... how..."

Piccolo scanned the sky, his eyes eventually falling on two distant figures. "Everyone! Look there! Two figures in the sky, due east!"

Each warrior's attention locked onto the two figures, hovering menacingly in the distance, barely visible. Tien concentrated hard, but then his eyes widened. "I can't..."

Chiaotzu shook his head. "M-Me neither..."

Everyone else was stunned silent, helpless to do anything but watch as the two figures descended into the city. Krillin stammered. "W-Were those...?"

Gohan was grim. "The Androids."

The boy appeared to be deep in thought. Yamcha was blue in the face. "But... But how? We didn't even sense them. They were clearly flying, so their energy must have been going off! How could they...?"

Goku was pushing his senses to the limit, but nothing was coming to him. "Dammit..."

Gohan spoke up. "Well... they're Androids. Artificial beings without body functions or vital signs like us. So maybe they don't generate Ki like us either."

Everyone flinched and turned to Gohan. Gohan nodded. "Yeah. They are probably powered artificially like with electricity, gasoline, or even solar energy. Us being able to sense them would be like saying we could sense a moving car or turned-on television just because they have a type of energy running through it. If they aren't powered by Ki, they might as well be invisible to our sixth sense!"

Yamcha cried out. "That's crazy! How in the hell are we supposed to deal with that?!"

Tien growled. "This just got a lot worse..."

Piccolo quickly spoke up; he brushed his cape aside with a flourish and stepped forward. "So, we can't sense them! Oh well, we can't do anything about that! We'll just have to look for them the rustic way, with our eyes!"

Goku gripped his fist. This was suddenly more dangerous than he had ever thought it could be. He glanced back at Gohan, his precious son, and Chiaotzu, the weakest of their numbers and shook his head. "Okay! We're going to have to go and find them! But we should be smart about this!"

Goku turned to Gohan. "Hey, Son! I need you to do me a favor and go check on Yajirobe, okay? I can still faintly sense his energy, so he's still alive down there!"

He turned to Chiaotzu. "And you, Chiaotzu, I need you to stay up here and use your psychic powers to see if you can scan for the Androids. The rest of us will go down below and scatter to search for them!"

Everyone nodded. As Gohan flew off to help Yajirobe, Chiaotzu seemed worried. "Are you sure, Goku? I could go down and help."

Goku shook his head. "I need you to do this for me, Chiaotzu. I need someone to stay up here and as our backup."

He took the bag of beans and tossed them to his smaller ally. "And I need you to make sure that Yajirobe gets one of these when Gohan gets back."

Chiaotzu looked down at the bag and then up at his friend. "Right! You can count on me, Goku!"

Goku smiled. And then he got serious again and turned to the others. "Okay, everyone! Stay safe and spread out! We want to find these guys and warn everyone else where they are. We don't want them to hurt too many innocent people if we can help it!"

Everyone responded. "Right!"

And then, they all descended to the city below to search for this sinister, new threat.

Down in the city…

Each of the Z-Fighters flew to a different section of the city as they undertook their search. With so much area to cover all at once, they knew they couldn't afford to stay clustered up. Krillin landed in a nearby park, scaring a skater dude as he tried to zip by on his hoverboard. Krillin looked around and cursed to himself. "Crap... I don't even know what exactly I'm even looking for."

He turned to the boy he had just surprised. "Hey you! Have you seen anybody weird around here?"

The skater stammered. "I-Is a f-f-f-flying, noseless goblin weird?!"

Krillin narrowed his eyes and grumbled. "Jeez... tell me how you really feel, huh?"

In the business sector…

Goku glanced around at the huge crowds of people around him. The Saiyan was hoping that his gut would tell him if he saw the Androids, but he wasn't sure how well that was going to work. Goku closed his eyes and unfurled his tail. "Come on, tail, don't let me down. You always pointed me the right way in the past..."

Feeling a tug on his extra appendage, Goku turned and prepared for a fight, only to see that a young girl had grabbed onto it. "Mommy! This guy has a tail! Like the monkey boy from the Lego sets!"

The mother, a seemingly unfettered woman, stepped up and smiled. "Oh my! You're just like Sun Wukong from the old fables, aren't you? My daughter loves those stories! May she take a picture with you?"

Goku nervously chuckled. "Well, uh... sure. I guess..."

On the rooftops…

Piccolo leapt from rooftop to rooftop and observed everyone on the streets below. "This is ridiculous. Why didn't that damned brat give a description of what these two are supposed to look like?!"

Piccolo came to a stop and glared down at a mass of people below. All of them looked like normal, everyday folks. But that could just be a ruse. Piccolo gritted his teeth. "Damn it."

In the residential area…

Tien ran up and down the streets, glancing around at all of the people who were walking down the sidewalk. "How am I supposed to tell these Androids apart from other people? Sure, I can just keep looking for people whose energy I can't sense, but that'll take forever."

He stroked his chin. "If they're made by a former Red Ribbon Army guy, then they'd probably have the insignia on them somewhere. Or, maybe they would be stealthier..."

Tien took another scan of the neighborhood and then took to the air again. "Would they attack the homes of the people on this island to attract us, or would they want to catch us off guard? Too many factors to account for at once..."

In the back alleys…

Yamcha raced through the back alleys of the city as he searched around for the Androids. "Shit. This all feels pointless. I don't know what these guys look like and I couldn't sense them coming even if I did!"

He put his back to the wall as he stopped to catch his breath. "I feel like a sitting duck. They could get me at any minute. Wh-What am I supposed to even do here...?"

Yamcha bowed his head. "Just gotta think. Why would the Androids even come here in the first place? They wouldn't know that we'd be waiting for them, so they had to have had a reason to come here. Unless, they came just because they sensed us here and we made a self-fulfilling prophecy..."

He groaned and buried his face in his hands. "Damn it all, man! This time-travel stuff sucks! Why can't the future guy be here to help us out with this?!"

But, as Yamcha stood there and tried to wrap his head around quantum physics, the shrill sound of a woman's scream echoed out from the next street over, followed by an empty silence. Yamcha groaned, his face wreathed with fear and agony. "Dammit. This just isn't fair! Why me?!"

But then, swallowing the lump in his throat, Yamcha immediately sprinted towards the source of the scream.

Out at sea…

With a little bit of effort, Gohan crested the choppy waters of the south sea and took in a gasp of fresh air. "I-It's okay. I've got you..."

Heaving himself out of the water, Gohan threw the injured Yajirobe onto his back and sighed. "Okay, Mr. Yajirobe is alive. Now I just have to take him somewhere safe and then I can go and help everyone else..."

Gohan looked towards the city. "Nothing appears to have happened yet. That's good. If the crisis can just wait to start a little longer..."

Yajirobe coughed up a ton of sea water onto Gohan's shoulder. Gohan frowned and glanced over at the injured man. "First things first. Gotta get Yajirobe some help..."

"A geezer and a fatso..."

Gohan flinched. "Wh-What?!"

One of Yajirobe's eyes cracked open. "They appeared out of nowhere. A geezer with long white hair and a fatso pale as a ghost. And the fatso totaled my car with his laser eyes..."

Gohan nodded. "Thank you, Mr. Yajirobe. Now I know who to look for..."

Moments earlier, in the city…

Two beings calmly walked down the city streets, looking like no more than two humans when mixed with the otherwise colorful crowd. Nobody thought twice when looking at these two. One was tubby and quite pale. The other was extremely old with long hair. The strangest thing about them, by far, was their fashion sense, but that only made people think they were foreigners. The two of them walked amongst the crowd and the older one spoke. "19, read for me the profile of that dolt we attacked."

The tubby one spoke in a chilling monotone. "Human is identified as male, Warrior Sub-Class: C, Nominal Designation: Yajirobe. No skills or techniques of note, but sub-notes from tracking robots list him as a master swordsman."

The older one smiled. "This Yajirobe, was he an ally of Son Goku?"

Android 19 nodded. "Yes, 20. One of Goku's oldest acquaintances."

Android 20 chuckled. "Excellent. That means that our prey is sure to run headfirst into a bid for vengeance. We shall have the element of surprise on our side."

As the two of them talked, they shoved their way through the crowd and walked into the crosswalk without a proper signal. Everyone in the crowd gasped in shocked horror as they witnessed the two of them walk into traffic. An oncoming driver screamed and slammed his foot to the brakes, just barely stopping in time to avoid crashing directly into 20.

The driver immediately stuck his head out the window and started yelling. "Hey, you assholes! What the hell do you think you're doing jaywalking like that?! Why don't you learn the rules of the road?! Huh?!"

Two other citizens stepped out and tried to cover for 19 and 20. One of them nervously chuckled. "Hey, man! Calm down! Can't you see these two are foreigners? They probably just don't know how the roads here work..."

The other citizen put his hand on Android 19's shoulder. "Come on, you two. Let's get you out of the road and we'll show you how to cross properly."

19 and 20 looked at one another, 19's eyes briefly glowing red. 20 nodded to give him blessing and 19 smiled. The tubby Android turned to the man grasping his shoulder while his geriatric partner turned to the car that had nearly hit him.

Shocking everyone, 20 thrust his hand through the hood of the car with a sickening metal crunch. And then, effortlessly, he ripped the entire engine block from the vehicle. Everyone stared in shock and horror as 20 dropped the engine onto the street and slowly walked to the driver's side of the car. 19, meanwhile, reached up and grabbed the man holding his shoulder by the sides of his head.

The driver stammered. "N-Now listen, b-buddy. I-I... I didn't... didn't mean any disrespect, I just-"

20 reached into the window and grabbed the driver by the throat, yanking him up hard enough that it split the roof of his car. The guy grabbed 20's wrist, choking out various begging pleas for forgiveness. And then, without a second thought, 20 squeezed his throat hard enough that his head popped off like a wine cork. At the same time, 19 twisted his wrists and made his victim's head do a full 180-degree spin. The poor guy lived long enough to see his hat fall on the ground behind him, and then he fell over dead.

Seeing this senseless carnage, all of the other citizens screamed and fled. All except for two truly frightened individuals. The other helpful citizen was frozen in place as 19 approached. "P-Please, I won't bother you! Just pl-"

19's fist slammed into the guy's face and caved it completely inward, sending him flying back and through a window. The other remaining citizen, the wife of the poor, dead guy with the hat, screamed in horror, but two beams of energy pierced her throat and she slumped down. The two Androids admired their work with sinister grins, but then their sensors suddenly began to chirp. They both turned their attention towards a nearby back alley, and then they silently rose into the air. A few seconds later, they both watched as another warrior, clad in orange, came running out to observe their handywork. The human looked mortified by what he saw. Android 20 addressed his presence with a clinical tone. "19, read for me the profile of this pathetic creature."

Android 19 nodded and spoke. "Human is identified as male, Warrior Sub-Class: B, Nominal Designation: Yamcha. Notable skills include a mastery of Wolf-Style Martial Arts, training in Turtle-Style Martial Arts, and expert swordplay. Immediate family consists of a feline companion by the name of Puar as well as a notable relationship with Goku's immediate friend Bulma."

Android 20 chuckled. "A small fish. But small fish make for excellent bait."

Android 19 smiled. "Shall we go introduce ourselves, 20?"

Android 20 nodded. "Indeed."

The two Androids silently landed behind Yamcha, stalking up behind him like two predators. Kneeling, Yamcha was checking on the woman that Android 20 has assaulted. She had very little vitality left in her eyes as she slumped there, but her last moments were defined by fear as she caught sight of the two of them one last time before the injuries to her throat caused her to expire. Yamcha shook his head and closed her eyes. "Dammit. This is wrong..."

Yamcha stood up and turned, immediately shocked by the two people standing behind him. His mind clouded by the horrors he had just observed, and the goodness of his soul shining through, Yamcha spoke in a concerned tone. "Hey, guys! You might wanna get out of here."

No response from the two of them. Yamcha continued. "You see, there are two killers running around. And they... could... be..."

Yamcha's eyes finally fell on the Red Ribbon Army insignias on their headwear. His words paused in his throat as the realization slowly came over him. "No..."

Android 20 spoke. "We are them."

Suddenly, Yamcha heard Gohan's voice in his head. 'Hey, guys! Yajirobe has given us some new information! Apparently, the Androids outwardly resemble an old man and a pale, fat man!'

Yamcha's eyes widened. He leapt over the two Androids, into the street, and took a dire fighting stance. Screaming simultaneously with his mind and his voice, Yamcha called out to his allies. "I'VE FOUND THEM!"

In the moment Yamcha focused on calling for backup, Android 20 struck. The mechanical menace shot forward and clamped his hand over Yamcha's mouth, squeezing it tight enough that the fighter couldn't move his jaw. Yamcha grabbed the Android by the wrist and attempted to pull his hand away, but he couldn't make it budge. Even more, he found himself suddenly feeling so exhausted. Confused and horrified, Yamcha was lifted into the air. As he hung there and meagerly kicked his legs, the fighter could immediately tell that something was wrong.

All across the city…

All of the other Z-Fighters received Yamcha's call. This snapped each of them into attention and they all went running in the direction their friend and ally was in. As they promised they were on their way, they could immediately tell that something was wrong as Yamcha's energy, once stable, was suddenly on the quick and deep decline. They could only hope that they weren't already too late.

Back with Yamcha and the Androids…

Yamcha was panicking as he hung there, feeling more and more of his energy draining away by the second. He uselessly fought against the strength of Android 20 as his composure left him. In his head, he was screaming. "Guys! Guys! Come on guys, where are you?! Please!"

As Yamcha hung there, being drained, a massive fuel tanker came speeding down the road. The driver, seeing the three people in the middle of the road, cried out and tried his best to swerve to avoid hitting them. Android 19, hearing the sound of squealing rubber, turned with a vindictive smile and shot his eye beams, causing the front of the truck to explode and making it slide into a nearby gas station, the resulting explosion was so massive that is sent napalm-like streams of hellfire shooting down streets and into the sky.

Yamcha glanced to the side, utterly horrified by what he saw. People were screaming indiscriminately from within the flames. Yamcha could make out the vague silhouette of a parent holding their child, trapped within the building. Even though his strength was fading, and he couldn't call out for help, Yamcha still shakily reared his fist back. His voice muffled, he growled. "Screw this! I... I gotta do some-"

A sickening crack that would ring through Yamcha's ears for the rest of his life echoed out. The former desert bandit's arms fell limply to his sides as his vision started to blur. The last sight Yamcha saw before passing out was the unfeeling faces of 19 and 20. And then, his body just hung there, held by the mouth with one cold, robotic hand... and pierced right through his chest with the other.

Right after Yamcha had passed out, his four friends arrived on the scene. Goku's eyes instantly widened as what he saw and he cried out. "No! Yamcha!"

Piccolo growled under his breath as Krillin stood there, blue in the face. Tien glanced back at the horrific fire the Androids had caused, totally speechless at the carnage and the brutality. 20 lowered his arms and slowly ripped his hand from Yamcha's chest. "Ah, I see, the target of our campaign of vengeance has arrived..."

Goku was furious. "Put Yamcha down, right now!"

20 complied, tossing Yamcha to the ground at Goku's feet like little more than garbage. The two Androids stared at the Z-Fighters, the flames reflecting in their glassy, emotionless eyes. Goku was trembling with fury. Krillin knelt on the ground to check on Yamcha.

As the staredown continued, Chiaotzu cried out in everyone's minds. 'Sorry to go missing, guys! Gohan came back with Yajirobe and we gave him a Senzu. Did you find the Androids?!'

Tien responded. "Yes Chiaotzu, we know. Don't let Gohan come down here."

Android 20 chuckled. "That is quite the judicious move on your part. To keep such a strategically valuable piece away is quite smart."

He stared directly into Goku's eyes. "However, not having your son around to threaten will not change the outcome of today, Son Goku."

Meanwhile, at Capsule Corp…

Chi-Chi laid there on the table in Bulma's home office, taking in and letting out deep breaths to deal with the pressure she was feeling. Bulma moved the ultrasound wand up and down her friend's stomach and smiled. "Everything is looking healthy in there, that's for sure. This is the last time we have to say this, but are you sure that you don't want to know the gender, Chi-Chi?"

Chi-Chi was exhausted. Blonde Launch dabbed sweat from her sister-in-law's forehead as Chi-Chi denied. "No. Absolutely not. I want to be surprised. Although, I must admit that I'm still really hoping for a girl..."

Bulma smiled and popped the wand away, wiping Chi-Chi's belly clean with a warm towel.

Off to the side, Bardock and Gine stood. Gine smiled. "Aren't you just thrilled, Bardock? We're so close~"

Bardock's arms were crossed over his chest, his index finger impatiently tapping his bicep. "I'm getting antsy. Where the hell is Vegeta?! We've gotta go!"

Bulma sighed as she cleaned the wand, apologizing. "Sorry, Bardock. You know how that vain husband of mine can be. He still hasn't made the decision of what type of armor he wants to wear. I think I gave him too many options. But hey, I'm glad to see you like the armor I gave you~"

Bardock was wearing a unique set of armor that Bulma had constructed for him. It was the same color scheme as his old armor, but the shoulder straps were replaced by a single tube strap running around the back of his neck. He also had a new pair of boots with similar tube straps on them and red trimming at the top and new wrist bands that had red trimming near the elbows and three slightly inflated rings around the wrists to cushion impact on his hands. The older Saiyan growled and stormed off across the room, towards the window and balcony. Gine shook her head and turned to Bulma. "Forgive him. He's nervous about the whole Android thing."

Bulma waved Gine off. "No need to explain, I get it."

Sitting on the other side of the room, near the television, Raditz chuckled as Trunks and Ranch hung from his hair, swinging around and playing with massive smiles on their faces. Raditz gently grabbed each baby by the tail and hung them upside down. "Now behave you two~"

Ranch giggled and swung forward, clamping onto her dad's face and knocking him over. Trunks landed on his back onto the floor, but immediately got his bearings and crawled up to join Ranch in sitting on Raditz's chest. Ranch gibbered to herself and she slapped her hand against the armor beneath Raditz's gi, a set of brown and black armor in the same style as Bardock's old set. Raditz smiled. "That's armor, Ranch! Can you say 'armor'? Ar. Mor?"

Ranch waved her hands in the air. "Ahmuh! Ahmuh!"

Raditz smiled from ear-to-ear. "There we go! Good girl!"

Once Trunks joined her, Ranch stared over at him. And then, without warning, she snatched the hat off the top of his head. Trunks' brow furrowed and he smacked her on the arm. Ranch shrieked and tackled him over, both of them tumbling off of Raditz's chest and onto the floor. "Hey! The two of you behave! No fighting with each other!"

As Raditz tried to pull the two infants apart, the television suddenly shifted from cartoons to the news. The reporter on the screen had a serious look on his face. "Breaking news from the southern island chain! Amenbo Island has been rocked by an apparent terrorist attack! While the source of the explosion that has rocked the island has been attributed to a crashed fuel truck, many terrified citizens have claimed to have witnessed two threatening individuals that took several lives in their initial assault. We here at Z-TV will keep you all informed as the situation unfolds."

Raditz groaned. "Great..."

He gently kissed his daughter's forehead and ruffled Trunks' hair. "Hey, Dad, I think that's our cue!"

Bardock briefly glanced away from the window and towards Raditz. "Yeah. You're right. That damned Vegeta needs to-"

The older Saiyan glanced back to the window and was immediately caught off guard. In the split second that he had looked away, two strange beings had appeared in the air, just off of Bulma's balcony. A silver-skinned behemoth and a purple dwarf both hovered there, scowls on their faces. Lights flashed behind the purple dwarf's sunglasses, and then he smirked.

Bardock shouted. "Gine! Raditz! Protect the others!"

Both of the mysterious intruders raised their hands up and charged a massive blast, both of which they fired directly at Bardock. Bardock shouted and made his energy flare before firing back a blast of his own. The resulting explosion blew away half of the top of Bulma's house.

The two mysterious attackers floated there, watching as smoke billowed from the building. The purple dwarf spoke. "Think he's dead?"

The silver behemoth said nothing and shook his head. And then, as if on cue, Bardock shot out from the smoke, his Super Saiyan power surging, and sent both of them flying with a punch and a kick. From within the building, Bulma's voice cried out. "What the hell, man?! This is my house! Couldn't you have not blown up my house?!"

Bardock snapped. "You're alive, aren't ya? So be grateful and shut the hell up, Bulma!"

He snarled at his two enemies. "So, who the hell are you clowns?!"

The purple dwarf, dressed in a screaming yellow suit, a pair of black shades, and a massive, gaudy hat, smirked and chuckled. "I would be the stylin' Android 15~"

He pulled a flask from within his jacket and took a long swig. After putting it away, he pointed at the other one: a massive, silver-skinned behemoth with long, braided hair, dressed like a barbarian with a cold look in his eye. "And that right there is Android 14."

Bardock was confused. "Wait, so the two Androids came here?! Then what the hell is happening on the islands?!"

15 put up his hands and charged a blast. "What's happenin' on the islands shouldn't matter to a dead man!"

He fired a blast, and 14 did so as well. The two attacks shot right as Bardock, but then two beams from below pierced through them both. 15 yelled. "Hey! Who blasted my blast?!"

Raditz rose into the air, letting his arms fall to his sides. "Double Sunday."

He stood back-to-back with his father and took a fighting stance. "So, Dad, looks like the future boy was wrong. Or, maybe him telling us about the future caused a butterfly effect that changed everything...?"

Bardock took a fighting stance as well. "Don't start turning into Bulma on me. We'll figure out what's going on after we destroy these two. Now, you take the silver one!"

The older Saiyan charged, as did Raditz, and the two of them clashed with their foes. Bardock exchanged several punches with 15 before managing to get a harsh, right cross on the purple dwarf. He sent the little cretin flying with a kick and narrowed his eyes. "Is that all you've got, punk?!"

Raditz, meanwhile, charged his Kaioken up to x30 and kicked 14 in the chest. The larger Android shuddered, but he did not move. Raditz growled. "Fine, you're a bit strong, I guess. Let's try Times 35!"

As the fighting continued, Bardock and Raditz continued to shout back and forth to one another. Raditz blocked a punch from 14 and called over to his father. "This is really annoying! And I'm worried about going all out above the city like this!"

Bardock slapped 15 across the face, sending him crashing down. 15 stopped himself and came charging back. Bardock sneered. "I'm just pissed that Trunks got the information wrong when he came to tell us!"

Raditz nodded. "Yeah, I... Trunks?!The future boy is Bulma and Vegeta's kid?!"

14 slammed his fist into Raditz's face and sent him spiraling through the air. Bardock cringed. "Dammit! Can't believe I let that slip. Ah well, Trunks has been born already, not like it matters now..."

15 zipped up right next to Bardock, a charged blast in his hand ready to be smashed into Bardock's face. Bardock grabbed the little, purple imp's wrist and held it tight. "BUT IT'S STILL FRIGGIN' ANNOYING THAT THE BRAT DIDN'T TELL US ABOUT THIS!"

Bardock slammed 15 onto his knee and tossed him to the side. As he prepared to give chase, however, another voice spoke up behind him. "Well... don't y'all just look like a couple chickens put out to feed at 3-in-the-mornin'? Seems like you done been fed some faulty info in this here scenario~"

The Saiyan paused, the voice speaking to him instantly pissing him off with how it spoke. He turned around as saw another floating in the air behind him, a tall fellow wearing green cargo pants, a yellow vest, and a trucker hat with piercing blue eyes and flowing, silver hair. Bardock gripped his fists. As he had noticed with 14 and 15, he couldn't sense this guy's energy signature. "Are you kidding me?! I thought there were only two Androids!"

The stranger chuckled. "Two Androids? Me-oh-my... y'all don't give ol' Dr. Gero enough credit..."

Bardock growled. "And just who the hell are you?!"

The stranger chuckled. "Well, I am Android 13! And that's your unlucky number, hoss~!"

Android 13 pointed his thumb over to Raditz and 14. "Hey, 15!"

Android 15 nodded. "Whatever ya say, Boss Man~"

15 rocketed away from Bardock and directly at the unsuspecting Raditz, smashing headfirst into the Saiyan's back and allowing 14 to clobber him. Bardock cried out. "Raditz!"

13 caught Bardock off guard with a sharp kick to the face. Bardock was sent reeling, but managed to block another strike from the southern Android. Bardock shoved 13 back and took a fighting stance. This guy was in a whole different league from the other two. They clashed again and 13 laughed in Bardock's face. "You wanted to know who we were, right hoss?! Well allow me to explain fer ya! We're a special unit of Androids created by Dr. Gero to clear out some of the annoyin' Saiyan element that would cut off a clear road for his revenge to be carried out! We are the Saiyan Hunters! And we're gonna kill all of ya!"

The hick shoved Bardock away. "It's a shame though, I was lookin' forward to killin' someone that looked like Goku, m'self. Why didja have to go and dye your hair blonde?!"

Bardock cocked his head. "Dye my hair... what are you-"

13 extended his hand and fired a series of stinging Ki bullets. Bardock crossed his arms in front of his face and snarled. As he defended against the brunt of the attack, Bardock thought to himself. "Do these guys... not know what a Super Saiyan is?!"

Meanwhile, Raditz continued his battle with 14 and 15. The elder brother was a crafty fighter, and could easily hold his own against one of these guys. But the numbers game was slowly, but surely, gaining the advantage on him. Raditz shouted. "I guess I have to go all out! KAIOKEN x40!"

The force of power from Raditz's highest, most well-mastered multiplier, coming unfurled, sent 14 and 15 both flying back. 15 chuckled and took another sip of his flask. "Look at that power, 14! This guy sure is something!"

14 glared over at his partner and then dragged his thumb across his throat. 15 chuckled. "Yeah, definitely."

Putting his flask away, 15 fired a hypersonic energy beam that whistled as it pierced through the air. The attack hit Raditz on the thigh and went right through his knee. "Agh! Dammit!"

14 began to charge a massive Ki bomb. 15 chuckled and took out his flask, ready to take another swig. But then, out of nowhere, a massive blow sent 15 flying away. The purple dwarf's flask went flying, as did his gaudy hat. Oil leaked from his nose and sparks began to fly from his electronic brain case. "What the hell?!"

14 dropped his hands, glaring at this new foe. 15's eyes began to flash as he scanned his attacker. The attacke chuckled. "So, the Androids have decided to come to me? Marvelous~"

A sinister smirk spread across Vegeta's face as he hovered there, wearing his new style armor that Bulma had made for him. "I get to break in my new armor straightaway~"