A/N: I do not see this being a super long story to be honest. I can this story being 15 to 25 chapters total with each chapter being 3200 to 5000 words. Also let me know if you guys want power levels at the end of the chapter or not.

"Do you feel that King Kai?" asked Goku as he stopped going through the motions of his kata, the large weights on each limb providing more than enough resistance under 10 times Earth's gravity

"Huh?" asked King Kai as he stopped watering his plants, "What are you going on about?"

"I feel familiar energies here in the Otherworld" replied Goku, "It feels like Tien … and that one feels like Krillin and Kami and Piccolo"

"Are you sure Goku?" asked King Kai, "Your friends aren't exactly push overs, there aren't many people in the galaxy that would be able to defeat them in combat"

"I'm certain of it King Kai" said Goku as his tone shifted into one that was more serious than his normal one, "My friends are here in the Otherworld"

King Kai's antenna twitched as he confirmed what Goku was saying, "You're right, but it's not just them. There is thousands of souls flooding Otherworld, all of them coming from Earth"

Goku dropped down into a sitting position on the ground as the weights on his limbs disappeared, his hand gripping his chin, "I wonder what's going on Earth? Can you take a look King Kai?"

As King Kai was about to check in on Earth, Goku gasped, "Wait, my son isn't among my friends. That means he's still on Earth and facing whatever the threat is!"

Goku felt a pressure build in his chest as he realized that his son could be in danger of facing the same fate as his friends. Gohan has never been all that willing to fight, never been someone who enjoyed the thrill of a good fight like him. Goku felt his mouth go really dry and if he still had a living body, his mouth would have been filled with bile at the thought of his son down there all along trying to save the world without him.

"Gohan is alive Goku, he's hurt but him and Vegeta and … Yamcha are all that's left of your friends" said King Kai

Goku closed his eyes, his son was more powerful than he gave himself credit for, he could do this. He believed in him, of course, what other choice did he have at this point?

Deep Space

The clanking on the metal was something that made the situation all the worse and the young boy knew it.

His eyes were trained on the ground, knowing the punishment that would come if he ever dared to look at his boss … his Lord … his owner in the eyes.

"I try to be a nice person and give the Prince of monkeys a nice strong planet to raid and instead of success, I have to send in Ginyu to save you" taunted the high pitch voice, the owner of the tail that was slamming into the metal floor, "Come on Prince Vegeta, tell me what went wrong?"

"They were stronger than me" admitted the seven year old prince, his eyes remaining trained on the ground

"Oh, dear little Prince" coo'd Frieza, his mocking use of the title known to all, "I am sorry to hear that. A power level average of twenty thousand was too much for you?"

Vegeta didn't answer as he kept his eyes trained on the ground, if he did answer it would be the wrong choice. But apparently if he did answer, it was also going to be the wrong choice as the tail stopped slamming into the metal floor and wrapped itself around his throat, lifting him into the air as it choked him.

"For all the claims of being the strongest warrior race in the universe, you are failing to live up to that title" sneered Frieza before he flung the young boy into the wall, denting it, "Do better next time or I will place you in zoo where you belong with all the other lower life forms"

Frieza flexed his ki and Vegeta found himself being lifted into the air by the man's telekinetic powers. Vegeta found his face pressed against the wall before Frieza lifted his right index finger and a thin purple whip of energy extended from the finger.

The crack of the whip as it ripped through the armor that Vegeta wore right across the middle of his back was nothing compared to the pain that the young prince felt. But he refused to open his mouth and scream in pain, it wasn't something that he would subject himself to. He was better than that, he was the Prince of All Saiyans.

The whip struck him again, ripped through his right shoulder blade. A waterfall of warm liquid slid down his back, but Vegeta refused to open his mouth to scream. The next blow was down his back, parallel to his spine and connected the two previous lashes. Vegeta bit his lip as the pain increased and the next lash was higher and hit the bottom of his neck, making it harder to breath.

Lash after lash ripped up his back before Frieza finally found a spot that did the trick for him, the lash was horizontal across the back, just a couple inches above Vegeta's tail.

"AAAAAAAAAAGGGHHHHHH" screeched Vegeta as the pain spiked to a level that he never thought it would reach.

Frieza crackled with laughter before he zoned in on that singular spot and struck it again and again. Tears streamed down Vegeta's young face as the pain became too much for his brain to handle and he vomited all over the place.

"I should rip off your tail" tsk'd Frieza, "But I would never humiliate my dear little prince like that. I care about you too much, after all, you are my charge. I have a responsibility to your father to take care of you as if you are my own son"

The words were said with a crackling laugh that did well to show how false they were, they were nothing more than Frieza letting Vegeta know that he was stuck with him for the rest of his life.

"Now someone go get that overgrown clown of a monkey to take the monkey prince to a healing tank, get this pathetic piece of shit out of my sight" ordered Frieze

Gohan looked at the thrashing form of Vegeta, he was clearing a nightmare of some kind, and it made his stomach grow tight as he realized that there was nothing that he could do to help the man at this moment. It had already been three days that he had sleeping, the powder of the sensu bean leaving him in this damaged state.

"How is he?" asked a soft female voice

Gohan looked to see Bulma standing there, in her hands was the couple of months old Trunks. The fussy baby boy was looking at his father, but he didn't know what was going on, just that the man was sleeping.

"He's starting to move around in his sleep" replied Gohan

"He would be so angry if I told you this, but he gets nightmares" said Bulma

"Often?" asked Gohan

"Almost every night that we shared a bed" admitted Bulma, "I've always wondered what they are about"

Gohan closed his eyes and remembered the overwhelming power that he felt from watching Frieza transform into his second form and impale Krillin with ease. The otherworldly strength had been something that had seemed impossible to match at that time. Vegeta had been about half as strong as the transformed being and even that had been stronger than any of them had been able to measure up against.

"Frieza" said Gohan

"That space pirate overlord guy?" asked Bulma, "The guy your dad came and killed here on Earth?"

"Yeah but imagine being a kid and that's the person you answer too" replied Gohan, "I was almost a dozen of times stronger than Vegeta when he first arrived on Earth at that point and I wasn't even close"

Bulma shivered and Trunks hugged onto his mother as if he understood what Gohan had said.

"What is it like?" asked Bulma

"What is what like?" asked Gohan

"Going out there to fight people that seem so much stronger than you?" asked Bulma, "Aren't you afraid that you might die fighting someone who is just out of your league?"

Gohan shook his head, "Not anymore. When the Saiyans had arrived, that's how I thought. But now, it's different in that I know that I have more power than I ever thought that I could have. And if I have much power, then that means that I have to be able to have more that I just can't access at this point"

Bulma nodded in understanding, but she also felt like she couldn't relate to that feeling. She wasn't a fighter even if all of her friends were.

"Do you think he's going to be okay?" asked Bulma, turning back to Vegeta

"Yeah, I have go get more Sensu Beans soon though" said Gohan, "If we want to have a chance against those things, we are going to need to be able to heal and train"

Bulma nodded, "I was actually going to take a look at the life support systems in the space pods that we have from when Goku landed. Vegeta said that in the Cold Empire, they used healing pods. If I can make something similar, we might be able to keep you two in good enough shape to beat those guys"

Gohan's eyes sparkled with appreciation before his eyes widen in panic, "My mom!"

Bulma hissed and Trunks grew fussy once more, "Sneak out and bring her here, what's the point of a panic shelter if we don't bring the people we love with us?"

Gohan nodded and he took off down the hall and out through the false plumbing exit, it looked like a service door from the outside in the sewer.

From there, Gohan powered up and blasted through the sewer and flew out through the ocean drainage pipe before flying towards his home. The mountains looked so peaceful as if there was no threat that was killing countless people.

Flying through the forest, Gohan couldn't help but notice that there was a general lack of wildlife. Most of the animals in the area knew him and his father, they weren't afraid of him even when they flew through the area.

A bubble of fear grew in his stomach and Gohan slowed down, he had to mentally prepare himself for whatever he would be coming home to. His house was in one piece, and he could see his mother doing the laundry inside from the window.

She's okay

Gohan smiled and tears poured from his eyes as he realized that he had been worried about his mother more than he would ever be able to admit or put into words.

BOOOM!

The house exploded as Gohan approached it and Gohan instantly powered up into his Super Saiyan form, his icy blue eyes filled with rageful tears.

They came floating down from above him, the blonde- and black-haired twins smirking as they became eye level with him.

"We were waiting for days, almost were going to give up when you decided to do us a favor and arrive" said the black-haired male

"Hmm, you kind of look like Goku, but I don't remember him being so young" continued the blonde-haired girl

"You're right 18, this looks more like Goku's brat than Goku" said the black-haired male again, revealing the girl's name to be 18.

Who named their children a number? Questions for later

If there is a later for me

Gohan roared as he maxed out his power level, it wasn't much higher than it had been during their first bout.

He phased out of their view before slamming his foot into the man's mouth sending the man crashing into the ground before he whirled around to see 18 standing there with her arms folded across her chest.

"I'm not interested in fighting you brat" she said with a huff, "It wouldn't be fair. Besides if we both fought you, you would break too easily, and we would lose our toy"

She looked down at ground, "17, get off your ass and get out here"

A ki blast shot out of the ground and Gohan jumped backwards to avoid it, but he bumped into a solid form. He didn't get to react as a fist buried itself into his right kidney area and blood sprayed from his mouth.

It was the hardest he could ever remember getting hit in his life. A tight hand grabbed him by the hair and swung him around and around before throwing him up into the air. Where he was batted back and forth in a series of kicks by the man named 17.

Finally, he was spiked to the ground, covered in welts and gashes. 17 stood above him, finger pointed at his form before 18 coughed and drew his attention.

"Not so quickly 17" said 18

"Oh did you want a turn first?" asked 17

"No, but look at the kid. He's what? 12 maybe 13 years old?" said 18, "Hey brat, how old are you?"

"I'm 9" answered Gohan

"What's the point of this?" asked 17

"He's probably the only one left 17, why waste all of our fun in one load?" asked 18

"Good point sis" said 17 as he lowered his hand, "Here that brat? You get to live to get the shit kicked out of you another day"

Gohan wheezed as they simply flew away, headed south of his home. He wanted desperately to fly after them, to do something to put a stop to them. But he also knew that as he was, he wasn't strong enough to do anything to them. They would simply put them back in his place here on the ground. And what would that accomplish? What would that do to help the future? All it would do is show that he was making mistake, so Gohan simply grit his teeth and fool off towards Korin's tower in the opposite direction to try and get some Sensu Beans.

When he arrived, he found that the cat was waiting for him with Mr. Popo

"Did something happen?" asked Gohan

"We asking you, that kid" said Korin, "Have you seen your face? It looks like someone used it for a soccer ball"

Gohan shrugged, "I'll be fine, I just need some Sensu beans for myself and Vegeta. Once we're back up to our full strength, we'll show those things what's what"

Korin shook his head, "Kid, they are something else at this moment. I think you need some more training. Years of it"

Gohan felt like pulling his long hair out, "We don't have years, people are dying now"

Mr. Popo held up his hand, "You might actually have two years"

Gohan lost some of his anger, "Huh?"

"When you and Vegeta are both fully healthy, I am going to give you access to the Hyperbolic Time Chamber. Inside, you can do a full year of training and only a single day will have passed on the outside" explained Mr. Popo

"Wow, do you think we can get strong enough to match them in that time?" asked Gohan

Mr. Popo shrugged and Korin said "It's the best chance we have kid"

Gohan nodded as Korin provided him a small sack of Sensu Beans, "I have a grand total of 12 beans. You and Vegeta need them more than I do, take them into the chamber with you"

Gohan thanked Korin and Mr. Popo before using the rest of his power to fly back to Bulma's secret hideaway.

Halfway home, it finally hit him that he saw his mother die in front of his eyes. Tears welled up in his eyes as he felt a tsunami of sadness crash over him before it bubbled up and turned into pure anger.

How dare they think of him as something they could use to amuse themselves. How dare they think they would be able to get away with this. 17 and 18, that's how many days they had left if he had say about it

The anger fueled Gohan into his Super Saiyan form, and he blitzed across the planet at a speed that brought him back to the hideout within a single minute. His power faded as he arrived, and he slipped into the false entrance and heard the sound of grunting coming from down the hallway.

A quick flaw of his ki revealed that it was Vegeta by himself, the man was doing push-ups as Bulma and Trunks were upstairs away from the man.

"You've returned brat" said Vegeta as Gohan approached him, "I felt your power sink earlier"

Gohan sank to the floor and said "They killed my mother"

Vegeta froze his push-ups and shifted into a sitting position on the floor across from Gohan, his eyes locked onto the half breeds' form.

"And they're still alive?" asked Vegeta

"I fought them" whispered Gohan as he choked up, "I wasn't strong enough"

Vegeta bit back the retort that he should have been stronger in the moment as he remembered when he was a small child and his mother had been killed by Frieza for 'being disrespectful' of the Cold Empire's practices aka slavery.

"I know the feeling kid, it fucking sucks. To know that there is someone more powerful than you out there, capable of doing whatever they want to you and there is nothing you can do about it" said Vegeta, "For most of my life, that was Frieza"

Gohan wiped away a tear from his eye, "Thank you"

"Don't get me wrong brat, we're going to train our asses off and make them pathetic pieces of shit regret ever thinking they could fuck with us" stated Vegeta, "We're all that's left, we will avenge everyone we lost or die trying"

Gohan nodded, he agreed with the idea. 17 and 18 would die or they would die, but they would not die without taking one of them with them.

"I have sensu beans" said Gohan as he handed over the small sack to Vegeta who fished two of them out of the back and offered one to Gohan. They both popped a bean into their mouth and felt their lingering wounds disappear with a small leapt in strength as well.

"Also Mr. Popo said that there is a room where we can train for a year inside where a single day passes on the sound" said Gohan

"Color me interested" said Vegeta

A/N: Finally dropped a new chapter of a story, thank god