Raditz was having a bad day. It had started off so well; he had somehow managed to convince the Royal Pain and the Chief Ass-kisser himself that collecting his brother would be a great idea! To be fair, he had been traveling somewhat close by this 'Earth' and had promised to sacrifice basically all his vacation days for the next year and a half to get it approved but still, considering his teammates complete and utter disdain for literally anything he normally said, Raditz considered that a huge win. For all their anger at being referred to as 'monkeys' Saiyans were a primate-based species who really needed socialization to thrive and Raditz was being ignored at best by his so called 'companions'. Either his brother would be a welcome ally to even the playing field in the group dynamics or, at the very least given how weak the species inhabiting this stupid planet were, a new lowest rank. Of course, Raditz would never treat his brother quite as badly as his fellow Saiyans did him, but a break would be oh so nice. Of course, that plan was heavily dependent on how Kakarot was as a Saiyan and the initial readings on the planet did not give Raditz much optimism.
Circling around earth, Raditz was incredible disappointed to see that the mostly blue planet had multiple large populations of living beings when it should have been a wasteland. To be fair, a true wasteland would have been equally devastating as it had been nearly twenty years since anyone had thought to check on his missing sibling and a wasteland would hardly support a Saiyan appetite. However, the lack of lack of cities concerned Raditz. Was it possible that his brother had died to these pathetic beings? He hoped not, if for no other reason Raditz did not what to give Vegeta and Nappa something else to make fun of; bad enough that his father went crazy, his uncle Tullece was a deserter, and his mother was a weaking, having a brother be killed by such pathetic beings would have given them new material for years to come. Perhaps he could tell them that the pod carrying his brother had malfunctioned and crashed? Still embarrassing but less so.
Still, he had come all this way so he might as well check it out. Landing his pod in a nearby open field, Raditz climbed out and stretched; man, those pods needed to be redesigned, Raditz got back cramps travelling in them, he wasn't quite sure how someone as big as Nappa delt with it. Maybe that was why the older Saiyan was always in such a foul mood?
Looking around, Raditz first impression was that the gravity on this planet was a freaking joke - just landing his pod had torn a gigantic crater in the ground. The oxygen levels were nuts as well; everything was so freaking green. On the positive side, maybe it would win brownie points with Frieza if he depopulated the planet? This 'Earth' was very out in the middle of nowhere but the planet itself was pretty nice and some buyers really liked their privacy. Perhaps Raditz would be able to argue that he earned a transfer; most of Frieza's forces hated the Saiyans but maybe if he did well enough and got away from the overarching theme of 'Vegeta is an a-hole to everyone and that is representative of the entire Sayin race' he might have as chance to meet some…
"H…hey," stuttered a fat man in a flannel shirt, interrupting Raditz's inner musings, "Y...you're on my pro-property…"
"So, the creatures on this planet are still alive." Raditz observed, inwardly groaning. Even if he had made that conclusion from space, it still annoyed him to have been presented with evidence straight to his face as opposed to just the numbers. So infuriating! "Kakarot has failed us!"
"You're on my property…" repeated the man weakly, fiddling with what appeared to be a rudimentary firearm.
"Is that so." Raditz looked at the man. Oh good, a target to take out his frustration on. Then he checked out the man's power level. "Your power level is puny! It's five!"
"Don't you come closer!" Shouted the panicking man, aiming his weapon at Raditz, "I'll use this thing!"
Raditz smirked, and deliberately took another step closer to the annoying human.
Screaming, the man shot at Raditz who causally swiped the bullet midair. The man screamed even louder at that point. Casually Raditz flicked the bullet back at the fat man, causing it to not only shoot though his body, but into the vehicle behind him. He nonchalantly examined the destruction a single flick of his finger could cause, "A planet full of weaklings." He muttered.
Suddenly, Raditz's scouter went off; a high-power level was detected about four thousand hundred to the east. Honestly Raditz had assumed that his brother had been killed, but maybe he had instead opted to take over the planet? That would make for one heck of an awkward encounter between Kakarot and Vegeta, two huge royal egos going at it. Of course, Vegeta would undoubtedly win. Hell, the detected power level was low enough Raditz would undoubtedly win. The alternative was that whatever it was making the power level, might have been what killed baby Kakarot, but Raditz intentionally chose to ignore that possibility.
"Prepare yourself Kakarot!" shouted Raditz, as he shot off towards the power level.
Elsewhere on the planet Earth, Son Goku was having to rescue his son from a series of unfortunate events including falling off a waterfall, getting lost in the woods, and almost becoming a puma's lunch. Chi Chi was not a perfect person, but she might have had a valid point about keeping their son inside and raising him as a scholar. The kid, while an incredibly polite and intelligent individual, was not cut out for the rough life of his adventurous father. Goku comforted his child to the best of his abilities, promising that he would always be there and that he would get to meet some really cool people soon at the reunion. Plus, nimbus is super fun to ride on by pretty much anyone's standard but especially that of a four-year-old and soon Gohan had returned to his cheerful, giggling self as the father son duo prepared to head to Kame House.
"Excuse me for dropping in," Raditz offered, having left the lush green field that he landed in and now had entered a rocky valley, "I'm trying to find a man named Kakarot and I thought you were him."
"Well, you thought wrong," snapped the green man, glaring at Raditz, "And unless you have business with me, turn around and get out of here before I get angry."
"Someone's having a bad day." Raditz smirked at the other alien, relatively polite manners quickly dropped. For someone who threatened to get angry, the other man already seemed pretty mad. Raditz was confident he could make him madder though.
"Believe me, you have no idea. Now get lost."
Raditz chuckled at the mans audacity. A quick glance at his scouter confirmed what he already suspected, "Power level 322. I can tell you're not from this planet, but you'd be a fool to attack me with such an…" At this point Raditz put on the most condescending smirk he could manage as he waved his hand vaguely at the green man, "..insufficient power."
"What did you say!? Do you know who it is you're talking to here!?" the green alien snarled at him.
"Not really…" Raditz shrugged, his smirk still firmly in place. This guy looked murderous and Raditz hoped the weaking attacked him, that'd be funny. Was this how Vegeta felt all the time? Raditz could really understand the draw. He needed to plan more solo missions; this was just so much fun!
The green alien abruptly let out a loud shout as he suddenly pumped energy into his left arm while using his right hand to aim, directly blasting Raditz with Explosive Demon Wave Attack! The same attack that once upon a time was used to turn of all Central City into a wasteland and later was used against Son Goku as a final attack in the 23rd World Martial Arts Tournament just five years prior. This attack therefore succeeded in abruptly cutting off Raditz's train of thought. Of course, that was all the damage the blast did.
"Impressive! You kicked up some dust and might have managed to singe some of my leg hair." Raditz said, offering him a mocking compliment if there ever was one, "But now it's my turn so allow me to demonstrate a somewhat more effective technique. It's one of my favorites, I call it: A Double Sunday. Now, pay attention."
Suddenly, Raditz scouter went off again, distracting him momentarily, "Huh, another higher power level, moving quickly too. Well, that can wait a minute. Unfortunately for you green man, I don't like to leave potential enemies alive. You understand, I'm sure."
Raising both of his hands, Raditz charged two purple spears as Piccolo stood frozen in horror from the overwhelming power they generated. Abruptly Raditz shot both hands forward, releasing the energy waves in an incredible explosion. Piccolo desperately dodged it, survival instincts beating out his panic of the sheer power in front of him. As the dust cleared, Picciolo knelt on the ground, grasping the stump where his left arm used to be.
"Not bad." Raditz sincerely complimented the green man, "Not many of you power level could have dodged that. But I'm afraid I must be going. You see I have a family matter to deal with and I really don't have time to play around with the likes of you."
Stepping forward, Raditz covered far more ground that should have been possible, kicking Piccolo in the face and knocking him back into a mountain wall. Without landing, Raditz rushed forward again, this time taking advantage of Piccolo's prone form, and stomping down, landing squarely upon Piccolo's unguarded throat, and grinding it into the ground. Raditz then hastily charged up another attack this one using one hand but still creating the purple sparking energy, "Begone!" Shouted Raditz as he blasted to attack directly into Piccolo's skull.
Eleven thousand miles away, the four-star dragon ball sitting on top of Gohan's hat fades out, turning into a gray circular rock.
