"STATE YOUR IDENTIFICATION AND YOUR PURPOSE FOR APPROACHING" boomed the skull-headed, hovering robot as it and the other robots pointed their guns at their targets.

As the small red dot flickered over her head, Chi Chi huffed."Bulma, it's me again; I've brought company, none of the Z Fighters are with me."

For a moment, the robots were silent, still priming their weapons as they surrounded the hovercraft; likely they were receiving direct instructions from their master...

Their red lasers blinked off, and they quickly flex their arms guns upward."PROCEED"

The small hovercraft safely continued along the ocean surface passed the Anit-Vegeta-Field, the robots escorting them, to the small island on which rest their destination.

The pair of bulwarks slid apart, revealing an uncomfortably cheery-looking Bulma Briefs."Chi Chi! Lazuli! Come right in!" she greeted, stepping aside and gesturing for the other two women to enter.

"Hi, Bulma," Chi Chi waved.

"Nice set-up you got..." noted 18, the usual lack of emotion. Not that emotion was an appropriate thing to express, given the robot sentries floating behind them and the smiling Bulma.

The three continued through the main hall of Bulma's summer home/impregnable fortress, numerous sentries patrolling through every corridor. Chi Chi and 18 had brought their own homemade pastries with them as a gift; actually, Chi Chi made both of the pastries and was just being thoughtful for 18's sake.

"It was so nice of you to bring a friend over," Bumla said, "We don't get visitors very often."

"I'm so flattered, Ms. Briefs..." 18 drolled.

Chi Chi looked away for a moment."I just thought it'd be a change of pace; I was worried you'd get stir crazy if it were just me visiting you from the mainland." she put on a smile.

"ooooh, Don't be silly, Chi!" Bulma blew it away with her hand."I've got all the company I need on this teeny island!" she beamed as she place her hand on a DNA scanner, making the door slid upward."Speaking of which, how's our little muffin doing, Honey?"

The next room was a moderately pleasant living room with all the basic furnishings; on the couch was the infant Trunks, cradled in the lap of a totally brain-dead 17, dressed in yellow khakis and a striped turtleneck sweater. He slowly swerved his head with a mechanical whir toward the guests." Hello-Mrs.-Son. Hello-Sistor. How-are-you-do-ing-on-this-fine-day?"

At this, 18 couldn't help but stare appalled at the cyborg's state."What in God's name have you done to my brother!?"

"I married him. ba-dum tsh!" Bulma joked."Anyway, why don't you two go ahead and make yourself's comfortable while I go get some plates?"

With little choice in the matter, the two sat down on the couch with 17 and Trunks as Bulma walked temporarily out of view. On the tv played Dora The Explora, among the few things that only played on this particular television; not even little Trunks seemed interested in the repetitive educational programs anymore, it was as if 17 was forcing him to watch.

"Why the hell didn't you tell me about this!?" 18 hissed to Chi Chi, jutting her finger at 17."I swear if Krillin knew about this, I'm gonna rip his-"

"Lazuli, you need to relax..." Chi Chi tried before 18 zipped her finger in front of Chi Chi's mouth.

"First of all," 18 began,"The only human being allowed to call me by my real name is my father, and he died in an unfortunate 'trucking accident' staged by Dr. Gero. You don't get the right to tell me about my mood while my brother sits there with his frontal lobe reduced to mush!"

17 laughed mechanically."Oh-Sistor, ever-thee-jokster. I-am-as-clear-minded-as-I-have-ever-bean." he vocalized." Have-you-seen-my-darling-son? Is-he-not-the-most-precious-life-form-to-ever-grace-thee-Ee-arth? I-count-my-self-as-such-a-lucky-father-to-have-him." the hacked cyborg blooped, picking the melancholy baby up and down like the arm of an oil pump.

"I was liberated from Cell just to bear witness to this?" 18 lamented.

"Bulma is in an extremely fragile state right now," Chi Chi explained, raising her pie,"this is a way of reaching out to her and maybe bringing her back to sanity..." she suddenly whispered as Bulma reappeared with kitchen utensils in hand.

"Sorry for the wait. Man, my kitchen is such a mess lately; Lapis, be a dear and make a note to dispose of the maid-bot when you have time?"

"Of-course, Dar-ling. Just-as-soon-as-I-have-thee-time. My-precious-little-grape-flavored-bundle-of-joy-is-such-a-BZGTSZ-handful." 17 glitched for a moment, patting Trunk's head.

Bulma sat, wrapping her arm around her husband."So Chi Chi, how are the crops holding up?"

"Same as usual," she answered."Gohan's been a surprisingly good help with the radishes lately, reading all kinds of books about agriculture. Sometimes, even Piccolo comes to help. It's...odd though..."

"What-is, Mrs.-Son?" 17 inquired.

Chi Chi sighed."He's stopped trying to train Gohan behind my back." she shrugged."I mean, well, yes I'm happy about that; now my son can finally stop worrying about whether or not the earth will explode and have a normal life. Even so," Chi Chi conceded."He doesn't seem as happy as I am."

"Well, I think it's obvious," Bulma replied, taking a piece out of the pie."He still misses his father. He's lonely out there on that mountain; and frankly, Chi, so are you." Bulma claimed."Now that the G-man is gone, you and Gohan need a new man in the house to fill the void he left - that's why I have my sweet Lapis at my side; we're the perfect fit!" she announced, leaning on her captive's shoulder.

"Not for long, bitch..." 18 grunted, cracking her pie plate.

"I heard that," Bulma retorted."And I would seriously suggest you reconsider trying to rescue him; I've went ahead and placed a new bomb in his chest that will detonate the moment he breaches the AVF." she explained, then nuzzled her cheek against 17's."But enough about me! How's Krilly-billy doing?" she sang.

The hovercraft ride away from the island was infinitely more anxious than the ride to it.

"That woman has lost her goddamn mind!" 18 grunted, arms crossed."Wonder if Goku could pop in and out with 17 without him exploding...?"

Chi Chi quietly moaned, remembering who just came back to life and bringing his own father with him. She had deliberately omitted Goku's return from their conversation with Bulma, knowing full well she'd have to explain what Goku returned for and who else it involved. Bulma wasn't ready to know that Vegeta is very likely coming back to Earth. It was so sad: she was never the same after Vegeta left; it used to be her that would arrange for everyone to come over to Capsule Corp. and have parties. Now, Bulma didn't want to lay eyes on any man with an affinity for fighting.

But even if Goku and his friends succeed in saving the universe again, there was no guarantee that Bulma would be reunited with her true love and turn her back to normal. The brainwashing aside, it was still obvious to Chi Chi that there was only one man that could ever be Bulma's "man in the house".

She knew what she had to do...

As the sunlight gleamed up past the horizon, a watching hawk perched on a railing crowed in succession.

The enormous decorative red mattress creaked as its occupant groaned to consciousness. Ozai lazily arose out of his sheet with an elongated yawn; he pulled off his sleeping mask as he clicked his dry tongue, inhaling and exhaling, and embracing the newborn sunlight. He grunted as he stretched."Good morning, Me."

"ooh! hothot..." Ozai quietly winced as his nude body entered the hot bathwater, and eased himself into it with a content sigh. A servant woman lathered and cleaned his long black mane.

Ozai happily sat in a chair as servants combed his hair, filed his nails, and scratched any buildup off his bare feet. He plucked a cherry from a bowl offered by another servant and flung it into his mouth.

"Are the cherries to your liking, my lord?" the servant woman asked.

"There is a pit in this one," noted Ozai."You ought to be more careful..."

"Yes, my lord," the girl nodded.

Ozai stood with his arms spread as servants fit his royal robe over his person, and completed it with the careful placing of the golden flame-shaped crest into his topknot.

Ozai beheld his brilliant form in the mirror, and snapped both fingers as he pointed those fingers at the mirror and flashed himself a charming grin, his brushed teeth letting out a slight ding.

As he calmly paced down the hall, he was pestered by endless inquiring scribes, though it did not faze his bright mood in the slightest.

"A report came in from New Ozai, your highness," one said,"your giant statue is complete."

"Fantastic," Ozai said," I cannot wait to see it for myself; can only hope they've done my face justice."

"Another report from the encampment near Be Sing Se, my liege," another began,"I'm sorry to say that the drill was destroyed in the ensuing battle."

"That is unfortunate," Ozai lamented,"I suppose if none before me could pass the outer wall, then neither could I," he admitted."Any news on the disappearance of Admiral Zhao?"

"Still missing, I'm afraid," another said.

"I see..." Ozai said."And what of Azula?"

"The princess has yet to file any report since before the drill invasion," a previous scribe said.

Ozai smiled in prospect."She is likely busy forming a new plan to take Ba Sing Se herself; I cannot wait to see what my daughter comes up with..."

Free of any further business, Ozai walked out onto his balcony, taking a sip of his favorite coffee and letting out another content breath as watched the sunrise over his beautiful kingdom, confidently placing his fists on his hips." Today is a good day to be the Fire Lord." he declared.

"I disagree, motherfucker," retorted a hooded and caped figure to his immediate right.

Before Fire Lord Ozai could even gasp, the mysterious man grabbed him by his collar with both hands and slammed him into the wall.

"WHO IN THE THOUSAND SUNS ARE YOU!?" Ozai exclaimed.

The mysterious foe inched his obscured face into Ozai's, bearing daggers behind his cowl."I'm Batman."

Ozai blinked."...Well, now I have the inexplicable urge to burst into a fit of maniacal laughter..." he noted.

The figure dashed away with the screaming Ozai, blurring down the halls, leaving a trail of dust out of the palace entrance and down the zig-zag path of the volcano, and finally stopping in the town square of the capital city, the momentum causing Ozai's body to bounce across the street and land on his face.

The surrounding civilians were stunned to see their lord, lying with his bum extending upward, before he forced his face off the pavement."What...!" his breath heaved,"Just...Happened!?"

"It is not what happened that should concern you," began a voice that took everyone by surprise," but what is happenING!"

Another figure landed before Ozai, causing him to scurry backward in his startled state.

All the citizens gasped.

"Your days of tyranny are over, Fire Lord Ozai, for I, the AVATAR, have returned!" Tarble, donned in a parody of Aang's garments, holding a long branch as his staff, and his bald head reflecting the sun, swung his finger dramatically down at Ozai.

Waves of utter shock passed through the surrounding crowd as they beheld (what they thought was) their nation's greatest enemy.

"Avatar Aang," Ozai gaped,"Here?"

"That's right!" affirmed Tarble but not really." T'is I, the last airbender!" he patted his chest," who has come to avenge my people, and to defeat you in a one-on-one duel to end the war and restore balance to the world! Thanks for your help, Batman!" he thanked the far superiorly disguised Vegeta.

"Anytime, Robin," Vegeta, his regular suit crowned with a black hood, cape, and cowl reminiscent of Batman, happily nodded.

Tarble's mouth sagged. He was already dreading every second of this, and his brother just had to make it worse for him."ahem, Anyway! Now that I have mastered all four elements of water, earth, fire, and air...!" he lazily produced a ball of each above his hands to perfect the ruse," and have made it to the Fire Nation after a long journey of hardships both external and spiritual, as well as forging unbreakable bonds with all my friends that have empowered me through their love, friendship, and rigorous training, let us now - just the two of us - do battle to decide the very fate of the human race!"

Ozai was at a complete loss for words. Every credible report he'd received in the past few months to this point had the Avatar roaming somewhere through the Earth Kingdom; and yet here this person - this small bald child clearly demonstrating control over multiple elements was standing right in right of him.

The crowd was transfixed, refusing to make a sound until their lord responded to the "Avatar's" challenge.

Ozai, again, blinked."Well...all I have to say is..."

"If this human is getting ready to pussy out of fighting a twelve-year-old in front of his own people, I'm killing him myself..." BatVegeta made up his mind.

"...I can only feel sorry that my son can now never return home..." he smirked rising to his feet." After generations of Fire Lords failed to find you, now the universe delivers you to me as an act. of. providence..." he hissed, spreading his hands wide.

"Oh my god, you are actually buying thi-" Tarble shook his head."The only thing that the universe has delivered to you is my raw elemental POWAH!" Tarble shouted firing the elements into the sky, shocking the crowd with his powers.

"So," Oai observed."It seems you have mastered all four elements."

"Yeah!" Avatar Tarble - one could even say...AvaTarble - announced."And now, you're going down!"

The crowd naturally boo'd Avatarble for this statement.

"No, It is you who are going down!" retorted the Fire Lord."I am Fire Lord Ozai, the most powerful bender that has ever walked the earth; and you think you have what it takes to defeat me? You're not even wearing pants!"

He actually wasn't: the get up BatVegeta had prepared for AvaTarble left him in a bright orange sleeveless leotard, his stocky thighs and cheeks available for all to see."Be that as it may..." he moaned, snatching a glare at the shit-eating grin of his older brother "I am ready to fight you and fulfill my destiny!"

"Then you must realize," Ozai said, tearing off the gorgeous robe that his servants painstakingly cleaned, pressed, and prepared for him, leaving him in a pair of black shorts will golden rings around his forearms,"That you've come here to DIE!" Ozai dropped into a squatting stance and punch a surprisingly huge fireblast at Avatarble, legitimately frightening him and compelling him to dash upwards as the fire passed below, the crowd cheering Ozai for his power.

Vegeta's face tensed at his brother's hasty reaction."Oh WOW, I didn't know the Avatar could FLY..." he cried with a clear aggravated tone to his voice.

Realizing his mistake, and the crowd's reaction to it, he took a moment to cover himself."du-Of course I can fly! I'm an airbender! My people laugh at gravity!" he said, laughing at gravity.

Ozai smirked."And so do I..." with that Ozai crouched low, and blasted fire through his feet, sending straight for Avatarble like a rocket.

This seized AvaTarble's forced laughter at gravity long enough for him to dash to the right, dodging a flaming roundhouse kick from Ozai that created a wide fire arc.

At the plaza near the south wall of the Southern Air Temple, a dozen young airbenders rode on air scooters, laughing, and having fun.

"Hey, not bad!" Aang congratulated. "You guys have been practicing!"

"Not only that," beamed a young Air Nomad that was closest to him. "we made up a game you can play with the air scooters!

"Great!" The newly christened Avatar cheered, making his own air scooter, but the young boy looked confused and a bit alarmed. He stopped his scooter, along with the other young airbenders stopping their scooters and staring at Aang silently.

Aang looked among them in confusion. "What's going on?"

"Sorry, Aang, we can't play with you anymore," said the young boy with no emotion at all,"We're all about to die, and it's your fault."

"What?" was all the shocked Aang had to say, right before an enormous fireball in the distance behind Aang collided with the earth, erupting in a colossal explosion that devoured the horizon and consumed the very temple on which Aang stood. When the blinding light dimmed, Aang strenuously pushed himself off the charred ground, swinging his head up to see the burning ruins of the temple. The sky swarmed with diminutive green creatures that cackled as they vaporized fleeing Air Nomads with rays of chi; the lower portion of the mountain temple rocked with the footsteps of gigantic armored baboons that unleashed huge chi blasts from their mouths, blowing chucks of the temple to nothing.

"Well now, what have we here?"

Aang was startled by the familiar voice, spinning around to see a familiar figure descend to meet him.

"Don't tell me that you're supposed to be the Avatar? The strongest being this planet has to offer? All those insects across the continent died with the only solace that it would be you that would defeat me: are you going to fail them?"

Aang stood there, struggling to find his voice amongst the carnage."Ve...geta...?"

"You should have ended me when you had the chance..." The Saiyan sneered as he charged a purple ki ball at Aang's head...and fired.

The screaming airbender covered his face from the blast...

...which never came...

Aang uncovered his eyes to see the energy ball inches from his face, frozen in place, along with the creatures, the monsters, the airbenders, and the whole world."Huh?"

"It could have ended that way..."

Aang was again frightened by a new voice; through the frozen smoke walked in an adult female airbending master, evident due to the slightly receding hair line that made space for a blue arrow tattoo on her head. He watched her approach the frozen Saiyan and scanned him in dismay. "He could have destroyed us all; I was completely helpless against him; the earth as you knew would have disappeared before you even existed, Avatar Aang."

"Who are you?" Aang naturally asked.

"You know my name, though you do not know that I belong to it - I am Avatar Yangchen," she said.

Aang gasped, hopping up to his feet."What?"

"What you see now is a faint idea of how our world was almost destroyed...by King Vegeta." Avatar Yangchen explained.

Aang's eyes whipped back to the familiar figure."w-Wait, you mean this is Vegeta's father?"

"This is what he looked like back then, during my time as the Avatar."

Aang was now able to give the figure a more thorough look over: he was clearly taller than the Vegeta he knew, and he bore the same armor shown to him on Kyoshi Island, but now as Aang saw him, without that facial hair represented in the float in Chin village, his face was Prince Vegeta's disturbingly perfect likeness.

"You are close to death as of this moment, Avatar Aang," noted Yanchen,"but you will recover; it is now time to tell you what happened, about the Saiyan invasion that nearly wiped us out a thousand years ago..."

The whole world whited out, and Aang and Yanchen were consumed by the light.

The spiraling yellow laser tore through the subterranean earth with ease. This allowed Perfect Cell and the long Fire Nation military convoy to progress further underground.

"Put your spineless back into it, Bug Man! Ba Sing Se won't invade itself!" Captain Mai insensitively persisted with her fist raised angrily.

Perfect Cell was clearly exhibiting a perfect level of strain as he maintained the Makankōsappō into the stone; his level of stress was threatening to reach imperfect levels. "I hope you know whose direction I'm going to direct this technique in as soon as we breach, Ginyu...!" he growled through his still perfectly perfect set of teeth.

"Ah-ah!" Ty Lee was quick to whip her chastising finger up at this."Her name is Captain Mai, remember?"

Cell grunted through his strain."I am not responding to that hideous mixture of voices as if it were simply a girl; I can at least give the captain that dignity..."

"No need to be so obtuse, Cell; my repeated body-swapping over the years has left my sexual identity quite flexible." Captain Mai assured them.

"Well, that explains just about everything about you..." Perfect Cell rolled his perfect eyes."And don't you dare accuse me - a literal gender-neutral organism - of any sort of bigotry!"

Suddenly, the Earth exploded.

...By which I mean that certain spots of the earthen walls of the underground tunnel, squads of earthbenders flanking the Fire Nation army.

"Joy, something to brighten the mood," Cell cheered up, seizing the finger beaming."Before I atomize you turds, would you be so kind as to give me a reference as to how close we are to your palace?"

"I speak for these men," said an additional earthbender calmly paced out of the nearest opening to Cell, whom he approached fearlessly.

"Well look at you, approaching me fearlessly." Perfect Cell sneered, crossing his perfect arms.

"I am Long Feng, head secretary of Ba Sing Se and adviser to the Earth King, and on behalf of the Earth King..."

Freizula sighed."Ginyu, please hand me my chart so I may add an extra number to whichever heroic line this worm is about to spout-"

"...we surrender." Long Feng finished, happily raising his arms in submission.

All of the Dai Li agents immediately imitated their leader, giving up with not the slightest resistance.

At this, Cell's eye widened in disbelief."Nani?"

Frieza paused, the pen and paper frozen in Azula's hands. After blinking, he checked his list." Congratulations!" he suddenly beamed."You, sir, are the one hundred thousandth person to recite those very words to me!"

"What's 'ee win, Lord Freiza?" Jeice couldn't help but ask.

Freiza tapped Azula's chin with the pen in thought." mm, Nothing, actually - I might have recruited some members of these species perchance their powerlevels were Freiza Force standards, but sadly that is not the case..."

"Oh my Dende with your idle chat!" Cell complained."What do you mean you surrender!?"

"Precisely what it sounds like," Long Feng elaborated, "no deception, no ulterior motive, I genuinely wish for Ba Sing Se to be assimilated into the Fire Nation, with zero resistance on my part."

"This sounds like a trap," Cell objected."You're trying to trap us. You have 'trap' written all over your face."

"The trap I have in mind is not intended for you," Long Feng smirked,"But for the Avatar, along with your Saiyan friends."

Jeice gaped."Wha!? 'Ow the bloody 'ell do you know what a Saiyan is!?"

Freiza rolled Azula's eyes."Aside from the prince's affinity to preach his identity to every sentient being he encounters, I would surmise his knowledge to be a relic of the infamous failed Saiyan invasion of this world."

The nearest Dai Li agent couldn't help but lean next to another."What is going on with these girls' voices?"

The other agent shrugged."..echo...?"

"I see from your point of view this is confusing," Long Feng carefully walked around Cell, who kept his perfect eyes lock onto him as the earthbender approached the princess, "But you see, I am doing this in for the good of the city. If you commence your invasion, there would be much destruction and bloodshed; Ba Sing Se would be thrown into complete chaos. It is clear that the Avatar does not care about the safety of this city by involving it with this awful war, and we both know what happens when Saiyans get involved as well. The only way to avoid this terror is the path of least resistance, which is no resistance at all."

"You're not even going to try to oppose me?" Freizula inquired for confirmation, resting Azula's chin in Azula's palm in amusement.

"Not at all," Long Feng confirmed."In fact, my agents are prepared to escort you directly to the palace, where you shall find a complete treaty containing the terms of our surrender for you and the Earth King himself to sign."

"Hooo hohoho!" Freiza laughed aloud."My good man, there's only one thing I can say to such a generous compromise..." he said, raising Azula's finger to give Long Feng the answer he wanted.

But that hand was snatched by Cell's hand.

"What is the meaning of this!?" Frieza protested.

Cell glared at Frieza, his inner Piccolo showing."Your highness..." he jested in annoyance, "don't you think this abrupt acquisition of the city, and by extension, the entire continent, might arouse the ire of the one who's waited thirty years to do so?"

Friezula sneered, and yanked Azula's hand from Cell's grip."If that prick was going to make a move on this planet, he should have done so before making love with a sun."

"Are you honestly going to piss off the man that has the means to give you a new body!?" Cell hissed quietly.

"The moment Cooler shows me the means, it is he who will be going straight back to Hell. And besides," he stated casually, "Freiza isn't the one conquering anything just yet, It's Azula that will conquer the kingdom, as she was preparing to do long before she met me, I'm just along for the ride. That being said..." in that instant, Azula's body vanished from the palanquin, and reappeared before the startled Long Feng, grabbing his hand and shaking it."You, sir, have a deal!"

The Fire Nation army behind them cheered.

"The day that the Saiyan blight descended was as peaceful as any other," Yangchen began,"just before the clouds were parted by a cluster of falling stars...if only they were that much..."

The mountain exploded, releasing a storm of dust across its base. Vegeta The 3rd menacingly walked over the rim of the crater, joined by his fellow Saiyans. Vegeta looked down at the oblivious city with an also menacing smile." Gaze upon this planet, men! The lushes plant life, the vast lakes, the comfortable atmosphere! Truly, this shall make an excellent homeworld for us to rebuild!" he spread his menacing hands.

"Must everything be green?" An elite Saiyan woman inquired."It's rather nauseating..."

Vegeta chuckled."It can be any color you want, Lettucia, after we raise the entire surface to hell!" he announced before aiming a purple ki ball at the helpless city, and fired. the small light ball briefly vanished as it left the range of vision, but soon after, the entire city was swallowed under a massive explosion, the shockwave reaching all the way back up to Vegeta and the Saiyans, blowing their hair slightly.

Vegeta laughed."Everyone! Pick a town and/or forest you wish to claim for yourself and reduce it to ashes! Just know that when we're done, I will sit as king over all that is left of this planet!"

"LONG LIVE KING VEGETA!" The Saiyans cheered.

"Our world's path had finally crossed with that of those from another world," Yangchen said,"I do not know much of the Saiyan's world, but from what I learned during my lifetime, it must have been destroyed; it was the battleground between two beings known as Super Saiyans. Their fight must have been so cataclysmic as to force the survivors to escape and find a new home in the universe. When Vegeta, the self-crowned king of Saiyans, landed upon our world, he had no intention of coexistence with humans, and so determined that humans cease to exist."

Village after village, town after town, was completely annihilated in a similar fashion, each Saiyan flaunting their enormous power to wreak havoc across the Earth Kingdom. Aang watched in complete shock at a taste of a Saiyan's true power. The earthbenders defended themselves as best they could, as futile as they could, their boulders either incinerated in mid-air or chattering upon contact with the Saiyan's evil faces.

Lettucia chuckled."My face is so evil..." she sneered before her evil face was blasted by an unexpected ki blast." OW! Alright! Which one of you monkeys did that!?" she spun around at her fellow Saiyans.

"We didn't do that!" another Saiyan grumbled.

"Also, 'the hell you figure one of us shot you in the face when we were behind you?" queried another Saiyan

"However," Yanghcen narrated, "not all of us were as helpless as the Saiyans believed..."

To the past Saiyan's, as well as Aang's, immediate shock, a group of people that resembled Air Nomads flew in to battle the Saiyans, and they weren't using gliders.

"Well, well," Lettucia crossed her arms, "The planet's star players have arrived!"

The two sides clashed like thunderbolts, spreading the clouds apart with their powerful exchange of blows.

"WHAT!?" Aang gaped. This instantly caused the scene to freeze once again. He whipped his head as Avatar Yangchen."Wait, time out, what am I looking at right now?"

Yangchen lowered her head."Yes, I'm sure you're very confused, Avatar Aang; but in spite of what you and the people of your time know, that back then and even before the Avatar, we bent not just the elements, but the energy within ourselves." she outstretched her hand, allowing the past event to resume.

The Saiyan's fist clashed with the forearm of the monk; they and others rapidly exchanged blows. The female Saiyan dashed away from her opponent and blasted him with a ki laser, but the monk easily dodged in by tilting his upper body to the left, then he curled his fists inward, causing a powerful wind current to suck the Saiyan toward him and elbowing her in the face. He vanished and reappeared behind her, grabbing and twisting her left arm in a painful lock. All of the other Saiyans had been restrained similarly.

"Cease this attack of our people! Leave now, and we will forget your transgressions against us!" the monk ordered the defeated Saiyan.

"I'm afraid you won't live to remember them..." retorted another voice, as King Vegeta appeared behind the monk; he shoved a ki blast into the man's back, making him whale in agony before dropping lifelessly from the sky.

The other monks yelled in horror, dashing for the king but leaving themselves open to being snared in armlocks by the Saiyans.

King Vegeta laughed."Oh, how easily the table turns!" he gloated, floating at the nearest living monk."I suppose I should be impressed by your momentary advantage. Perhaps these worms of people will give my warriors a real fight after all."

"You think we're the best!?" the struggling monk said."We're nothing compared to Avatar Yanchen! She is our Kami! And she will easily despatch you filthy monkey people-"

The monk was cut off by the sound of King Vegeta's fingers penetrating the monk's gut."Your...kami? Do you mean your god? Please, tell me where your god is so I can kill her myself, and I'll let you all live!"

"You will..." the monk coughed blood, "get nothing...from me...but a warning: challenge her, and you will all die!"

Vegeta closed his fist...

The Saiyans promptly snapped the necks of the rest of the monks, and let them drop as well.

"These claims of a god concern me, my lord," Lettucia grimly admitted."It was a battle of gods that destroyed our homeworld."

"Steel yourself, woman!" Vegeta scoffed, wiping the blood off his glove." Nothing in the seventh universe could compare to the Super Saiyan God Tarble! Such a powerful being, I will remember to name one of my children after him, should I have any..." he looked at the sky in prospect. He crossed his arms."Even so, we cannot rule out that this 'Avatar' and her army could pose a threat. We are very few in number, and cannot afford another genocide..."

"What do you propose?" Lettucia asked.

At this, Vegeta smirked, and looked back at the sky."We'll do what we did with the Super Saiyan God, and wait them out until the perfect night..." he chuckled.

Aang turned to Yanchen."Were you really that powerful?"

The former Avatar huffed."That monk was lying; at this time, I was just a girl that had barely mastered airbending, the concept of harnessing the power of raw chi was still alien to me. That fight was simply to buy time to escort me away from the Eastern Air Temple to the Northern Air Temple. I was saved, but the rest of the Earth Kingdom suffered for me. The original Ba Sing Se was annihilated, part of the landmass was scorched into the great desert where only Wa Shi Tong's library remained. In that dire hour, the owl spirit allowed humans to use his library as a sanctuary for the survivors. The people unheaved his archives, fighting each other over any kind of knowledge that might be used to get the edge over the Saiyans...The son of Vegeta destroyed Wa Shi Tong, yes?" she asked, leering over Aang.

The boy Avatar twiddled his thumbs."...yesh..." he mumbled.

Yangchen did not respond to this."...But the darkest night of the invasion was yet to come, when we witnessed the Saiyan's edge over us, under a full moon..."

The crowd and BatVegeta watched as the airborne Ozai was chasing the frightened Avatarble all over the sky, the Saiyan hastily dodging every attack thrown at him. BatVegeta had to admit that, for a primitive, that's never expanded his range of abilities beyond the control of fire, this Fire Lord was doing a very good job at keeping up with his brother, whom he was frankly very disappointed in at this moment."Oh, come on! Are you seriously running from this weakling!? It's just fire for Frieza's sake!"

"YES! LOTS OF FIRE!" AvaTarble defended himself. The task of fighting the Fire Lord would actually be a simple one if Tarble were actually allowed to fight him, but he was not. His task was to pretend to be Aang, and fight the Fire Lord as Aang only could, thus severely restricting the parameters of his abilities. With every fire blast launched at him, Tarble had to pretend the fire would kill him and dodged thusly; he could not simply punch, kick, or shoot the Fire Lord without said attack a means to control the elements, which he had never done as a means of attack, making the fight far more complicated than Vegeta clearly realized. The Saiyan ironically wished that he was taught how to bend the elements proper from the Gaang...

BatVegeta was bored and annoyed, the two emotions he dreaded the worst, and the latter being the catalyst for his suffering through this whole adventure; and as he watched this pathetic excuse for a duel, he wished his stupid brother would just get on with it."Just get on with it, stupid!"

"GIVEN THE CONTEXT...!" Tarble complained past each fireball "...I THINK I'M DOING MY BEST!" he dodged a fireball "...AS THE AVATAR...!" he dodged another fireball "...MASTER OF THE FOUR ELEMENTS WINK-WINK...!"

"Gah, these element fights are so pointless..." Vegeta shook his head."Alright, maybe we can work with this...ahem...HEY, AVATAR AANG, WHY DON'T YOU USE YOUR MIGHTY AVATAR POWERS!?"

"MY WHAT!?" Tarble cried.

"YEAH! YOU KNOW, YOUR SPECIAL AVATAR POWERS!? THE ONES THAT LET YOU CONTROL PURE ENERGY WINK-WINK...!?"

"THE ENTIRE REASON WE'RE DOING THIS WAS TO AVOID THAT, REMEMBER!?" AvaTarble reminded.

"BUT YOU'RE NOT JUST A BENDER OF ELEMENTS!" BatVegeta rationalized."AS THE AVATAR, YOU HAVE ALL KINDS OF SUPERNATURAL POWERS THE LIKE OF WHICH NO ONE ON THIS PLANET HAS EVER SEEN, SAVVY!?" he cupped his hands around his mouth.

"WE CANNOT LET THEM KNOW!" Tarble insisted, right before being engulfed in fire.

The Fire Nation crowd gasped; they watched the burning body of the "Avatar" plummet onto a cart full of produce.

"MY CAULIFLOWER!" shrieked the cauliflower merchant.

Fire Lord Ozai laughed in victory as he landed."HAHAHAHA! Finally! I have done what my father and grandfather have failed to do and slay the Avatar!"

"Didn't Fire Lord Sozin kill Avatar Roku originally?" chirped a random bystander.

"SILENCE! YOU'RE BANISHED!" Ozai shouted immaturely.

"...aw..." the person moped.

Just then, the aforementioned flaming corpse arose from the cart, frightening everyone.

"What?" Tarble asked, dusting himself off."What's the big deal? I'm just on fire..." he raised his hands in confusion.

"You're a weak human, remember!?" Vegeta reminded off-screen.

"Oh-oh!" AvaTarble remembered,"...I mean...OH NO I AM ON FIRE; THE BURNING PAIN UPON MY HUMAN FLESH, TIS UNBEARABLE! GAH, I'M MELTING! I'M MEEEEELTIIIING! OH, WHAT A WOOOOOOOooooorld...!" he slowly descended on his knees and clawed at the sky "...bleh..." he fell once more.

The Fire Nation crowd cheered around Vegeta, who smacked his forehead.

"Yes, I have done it!" Ozai pumped his triumphant fist skyward." The dreams of my Father, and my Father's Father have now been realized: The World...is mine! MUHAHAHAHAH! AAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHHHAAAAAAAAAAA!" his laughter was cut off by an anonymous finger tapping his shoulder, he turned just in time to see BatVegeta's fist, instantly knocking that joker out.

The crowd was dead silent as Ozai's body hit the pavement. Vegeta quietly grabbed Ozai's leg and dragged his drooling form along the street and passed the citizens; along the way, he lifted the still burning cauliflower cart with the still burning Tarble on it. This caused Tarble to jolt to awareness."Wha...Wait, what're we doing? Vegeta? Vegeta!"

Without a word, Vegeta flew off with Ozai and the cart, leaving the speechless citizens to themselves.

"...um..." a man chimed "...did we just lose?"

"Shut up, Ken, you're banished!" snapped another citizen.

The full moon shines over the sky, which was rattled by monstrous roars.

The Air Nomads watched as Lettucia's muscles bulged, her fangs lengthening, her eyes turning red, and her growing body tearing apart her clothes as her transformation gradually caused a shadow to be cast over her victims.

"...Is it a little messed up that I was slightly turned on by that?" one nomad asked, craning his neck up at the beast.

"Only the part where she grew fur and a snout; but you do you, brother..." the other nomad patted his peer on the back, and then they preceded to run away screaming from the roaring Oozaru.

She along with the rest of the giant monkeys swung their massive fists on every structure they saw and tore them apart. The monks that managed to get away were overwhelmed by the swarms of cackling Saibaman.

Deep within the inner sanctum of the temple, dust dropped from the ceiling, noticed by the progressively worried young Avatar Yangchen."My people are dying up their; I must do something!"

"You can't, Yangchen," said her master, who held his firm hand upon her shoulder."Not yet. There is only one safe place for you to escape..."

"But Yamucha-Sensei, I cannot keep running!" Yangchen pleaded."I'm the one who should be protecting all of you!"

"You must listen to me!" Master Yamucha grabbed both her shoulders and knelt down before her."You must go into the Spirit World; find a power that can stop the Saiyans, only then can you save us all."

"Please, Sensei, come with me!" Yangchen could no longer hold back her tears."You were going to teach me the ways of chi, and the Wolf Style..."

"I will teach you them, child..." Yamucha wiped the tear from her cheek, and held her face dearly, "My spirit will always be with you. I need to go now and face the enemy. Remember, you are the key to saving the planet itself - you must have faith in who you are."

Their hands slowly slid apart, and Master Yamucha ran off to defend the temple. Yangchen bit her lip, and closed her fist; she turned around, sat on her knees, and closed her eyes in meditation.

Back up above King Vegeta laughed as he watched the mountains themselves crumble before the Saiyans' might."Where are you now, oh Avatar!?"

"She's busy," interjected Yamucha, who appears in front of him."But I will be happy to destroy you if you please."

The king chuckled."I didn't come here to deal with the silver medal; I want the head of your champion, and stamp out the last spark of hope your people have."

Yamucha opened his palms."Why can't we just co-exist!? Your people need a home, I understand. We would have helped you if you came to us in peace."

"Please," Vegeta rolled his eyes."We would have been treated as second-class citizens by you people; the Saiyans will submit to no one!" Vegeta pounded his chest." You humans are only in my way, and I'm going to eradicate every last one of you..." he hissed.

"I see..." Yamucha dreaded, "Then why not shed your false visage, and show your true form like the rest of your kin?"

"That would just be overkill," Vegeta explained, "my current power is enough to blow your world to hell; We Saiyans just love to hold back just enough to make the fight more interesting."

"Then it will be pride that will be your ultimate downfall," Yamucha remarked, "but enough with the niceties...all-mighty spirits!" Yamucha swung his fist to the heavens, "If I lose to this alien mongrel, and allow him to so much as make eye contact with the Avatar, let my next life be rich with unknowable shame and humiliation at the hands of the Saiyans!"

"Staking your very soul on your victory?" Vegeta smirked."Now that's a measure of pride I can respect!" he spread his arms in excitement." Finally! A worthy opponent! Even if you die today, mighty Yamucha, the universe will surely sing praises to your sacrifice!"

"Along with how I fell the evil King Vegeta!" Yamucha assumed a stance, "Prepare to die!" Yamucha exploded with ki, making a shockwave that rocked the poise of Vegeta himself, blasting forth with a monstrous battlecry-

The ceiling caved in with a powerful slam; Yangchen turned and looked in shock as Yamucha lie lifeless on the floor, the moonlight shining over his curled up smoldering body. King Vegeta landed before the corpse with an irate frown."Well, that was just disappointing on innumerable levels..."

Aang's entire upper half slouched."...wow..." the boy deadpanned."He was your master?" Aang asked his past life, pointing a skeptical thumb at the corpse.

"He was our world's mightiest warrior and my only father figure..." Avatar Yangchen replied stoically, her arms folding hin her sleeves.

Aang's eyelids drooped."You say 'father figure', but I have the feeling you had a crush on him..."

"Silence." Avatar Yangchen hissed

King Vegeta's face leveled up to see the girl.

The young airbender fell on her back and began to crawl away.

Vegeta raised a brow; after a second, it dawned on him."Well now, what have we here?"

The young Yangchen was startled by the voice, rising up to see the figure approach her.

"Don't tell me that you're supposed to be the Avatar? The strongest being this planet has to offer? All those insects across the continent died with the only solace that it would be you that would defeat me: are you going to fail them?" the king quizzically raised his hand, which created a ki ball.

The ki's light covering the girl's face, Yanchen's eyes and lips trembled, too scared to so much as speak to the alien. She instead spun around and regressed to her knees, his fists folded together.

"Now, who are you praying to exactly?" King Vegeta asked."I thought you were the god of this world. I certainly hope you're not immortal: because a swift death would serve you well right now!" he yelled, flying straight for the girl, fist cocked.

Just before the fist made contact, the Avatar's eyes and tattoos lit up, and in a flash, she vanished, Vegeta's fist striking the ground and causing a crater. once again, the scene itself froze.

"What just happened?" Aang blinked."Is your flashback broken?"

"This is the last I remember of the earth," Avatar Yanchen explained, "Before I fled, body and mind, into the Spirit World."

"Woah..." Aang marveled."Wait!" he realized."Is this when you took Vegeta's power away!?"

"No," Yangchen replied sadly,"I simply fled, and left the world in the hands of the Saiyans."

"You did what?" Aang's eyes widened, inching toward Yangchen.

"I was younger than you, Aang, surely you understand," She turned to the boy,"I was afraid of the Saiyans more than death itself. I traveled the Spirit World for an amount of time I lost track of, begging every spirit I came across for help, but they turned me down, seeing no way to stop them. I even bartered with demons, but even they feared Vegeta. It eventually occurred to me that there was not a force on earth that could stand against the Saiyans' power...so I left the earth..."

"You..." Aang paused,"...You went into space?"

The scene around them erratically changed to all kinds of different environments; other worlds, Aang realized.

"I went to every world and spoke to every spirit, every being I could reach, but they objected to me all the same; no matter who or what I spoke to, they all insisted that defeating the Saiyans was beyond their power."

The stars themselves shot past the two Avatars like a luminescent deluge.

"I went mad. Part of me wanted to forsake my own world and never think about my own people again, but I could never sever my connection to that world, to my home, for the salvation of Planet Avatar, I had to find someone...someone..."

"I HAVE TO FIND SOMEONE!" The young Avatar cried at the top of her lungs, her eyes shut, her fists clenched, flying faster than anything could on the mortal plain until just then, she arrived at a destination she wasn't aware she was headed for...

In a loud pop, the girl fell into a soft patch of grass. Yangchen pushed her face up in confusion: she was on a vast green plain, with a tranquil purple sky hanging over it. He had no idea what world this was supposed to be; it felt like hers, but at the same time nothing like it, confusing her even more. Had she returned to her own spirit world by accident? She rose to her feet, took a stance, and thrust a small gust of wind from her palms. She was definitely not in the spirit...or...was she? It was still so hard to tell. And that was when she saw...him.

...And he saw her: he had a look of equal confusion in his sharp but harmless eyes, the sunshine kissing his purple face, and a light breeze moving his white hair. Yangchen's head tilted...so did his...

Aang's jaw hung: this was another planet, and that was some alien he finally had a good look of, as a resident of this world. In a way, the dream he had ever since he met Vegeta had just come true."Who is..."

Avatar Yanchen's hand silenced the boy."Watch."

The alien, rising from his seat and tea table, and turning around fully, broke the silence."...a mortal?"

"What are you?" the young Yangchen asked, as opposed to asking who.

"My exact station might be beyond your comprehension, but to put it simplest...I am a god."

"A...god...?" the little Yangchen; given a few more seconds, a smile took over her trembling, desperate form."A god! You can help me!"

"And what is it that you need help with, little girl?" the god asked, genuinely curious.

"My world's in danger!" Yangchan stammered to begin, clumsily pacing toward the deity."My people, we wield the power of the elements; they're being attacked by the Sai-"

"HALT WHERE YOU STAND, MORTAL!"

The new deep voice frightened the girl in her tracks; she turned to see another figure stomp into view: he was much larger than the god, a huge pink-skinned male with aged features with a red and blue garment. Unlike the curious god, the giant was very upset to see her. "Just who do presume yourself to be, to trespass upon the World of the Kais! This world is crowned above Heaven itself!" he put himself between her and the god." That being you dare to speak with is more than a god, a god AMONG gods! He is the Lord of Lords! The Supreme Kai of this universe! What foolish thought inspired you to disturb him with your mortal stench!?"

The young girl did understand his station; the gravity of this information rivaled a black hole, compressing the girl to her knees before them.

"So your insignificant planet is being conquered, along with how many others at this moment!?" the large man continued."Every second that passes by, evil and destruction happen somewhere, on all worlds; but in typical mortal fashion, you only care for your own! You really believe the Supreme Kai has the patience to solve every problem that grazes, no, pesters his divine ears!? What is occurring on your planet is merely natural selection: your kind will not survive because they are too weak! Away with you!"

"Are you finished, Kibito?" interjected the Supreme Kai in annoyance.

This startled the taller Kai, as he spun around to see his master's disapproving look.

"Oh? So your done speaking for me? Fantastic..." the Supreme Kai said, literally brushing Kibito aside as he paced toward the human with his arms folded behind his back."Yes, Kibito is correct: on one end of the universe, worlds are conquered; on the other end, they are destroyed altogether. I've seen innumerable planets be born and die throughout my infinite lifespan, and it really seems insignificant when you put it all together." The Supreme Kai stood over the still bowing human. He titled his head,"But I've learned that significance is a matter of perspective: what does a lifeless rock care if the whole universe were to be erased right this moment? Not at all. My station is not defined by my capacity for ambivalence. Anyone could be the Supreme Kai if doing nothing is my purpose. So what's the point of being a benevolent god if I'm as useless as a rock?"

"What are you saying, my lord?" Kibito raised his hand,"Are you going to help this mortal?"

The sound of the idea made the little Yanchan's heart flared with immeasurable joy; enough to make her head flip up to meet the Supreme Kai."You'll help me!?"

"I have to do something," the Supreme Kai shrugged,"You managed your way beyond Heaven itself just to arrive here; clearly this calls for a response. Either I take your side and save your planet, take the Saiyans' side and help them conquer it...or perhaps I should just summon Lord Beerus and have both races be wiped out altogether."

"Please don't do the third thing!" Yangchen begged, resuming her bowing.

"I never do," the Kai's eye's drifted somewhere else with a deadpanned glaze. He then lowered to a sitting position on the grass." You know, millions of years ago, I too had to watch a devil invade my home and murder my own people; maybe it should have wiped us out because we're too weak..." he slowly turned a leering gaze at Kibito, who shifted his own eyes in every other direction as he twiddled his thumbs," Like I said: perspective," the Supreme Kai elaborated, turning back to the girl."Now, up..." he gestured for her to rise to his level her own knees.

Yangchen nodded slowly and did so, still in disbelief this was happening to her.

The Supreme Kai smiled and raised finger."Firstly, explain to me who it is that has threatened your world..."

"The Saiyans," Yanchen explained.

"Ah, say no more," Supreme Kai nodded."Now, as a being that watches over all life in the universe, including the Saiyans, for me to fight them directly is out of the question - however I help you, it must be some way that could feasibly benefit both yourself and the Saiyans, should they understand the wisdom behind it."

"So what will you do?" Yangchen asked.

"The source of your problem stems from the fact that the Saiyans are so much stronger than you or people. This problem is very redundant across this universe." The Supreme Kai sighed, his eyes closed. He looked up at the sky in contemplation."It's a sad thing, really, how raw power determines the way innocent people must live, while the powerful do not even comprehend the value of their power...yes, the power, that's what has to go."

"Excuse me?" Yangchen wasn't following.

The Kai raised his finger again, and a small yellow light came from it. It wasn't chi, Yangchen would have sensed it. The Kai used the light to draw a symbol in the space between him and the airbender; it was a kanji, one that she wasn't familiar with.

"What does it mean?"

But the girl had her answer as the Kai took his finger and pushed the glowing kanji into her chest."SEAL!" In the next instant, Yangchen's eyes flashed white.

Aang has to shut his eyes from the light-emitting from this past vision until it dissipated; he saw again the two sitting there. Yanchen's eyes stopped glowing; she had to heev her next couple of breaths. The Supreme Kai caught her shoulders in his hands. Kibito was mildly perturbed to see the sight of them making physical contact.

"What was...?" Yangchen exhaled.

"I've turned you into the solution to your own problem," The Kai said, "All you have to now is go home. I shall return you to the same place you left, mere moments after you disappeared. Kibito! Fetch me my Time Ring!" he called to his servant.

The large man was stunned."Master...all this for one mortal?"

"Her planet will remind the universe of a simple lesson, that might does not make right." he smiled at Yangchen.

Aang stood there, his jaw hanging, utterly stupefied, as the great mystery of the Saiyan's defeat, and Vegeta's inexplicable weakness, was now made clear."The seal is...you?"

"It is the Avatar," Avatar Yangchen breathed,"The rune is carved into the spirit that keeps the Avatar cycle rotating. Not even death will undo it, as the spirit leaves one body and is passed on into another," she said, as she gently pressed against Aang's own chest. "As long as the Avatar exists, our world remains protected..."

With a wave of Avatar Yangchen's hand, the scene again flashed white, and the Avatars were brought back to the Air Temple. Aang watched as a colossal pulse of light spread from the mountain, phasing through the airborne Saiyans, who all clutched their bodies in shock, and immediately plummeted from the sky. The Saibamen spontaneously exploded, lighting up the sky. The great Oozarus clenched their massive heads and roared before they fainted, their giant bodies rocking the temple with each fall.

King Vegeta found himself gasping and doubled over onto the ground. His eyes widened in as he saw his own ki pour out of his body, along with the rest of the Saiyans, their depleting energy sailing as light strands into the sky. The strands darted all across the earth, covering the globe in a weave of rainbow energy; then the energy became invisible.

King Vegeta whipped his head at his enemy, her eyes and body glowing with a golden aura as though she were Super Saiyan. Her eyes turned back to normal, but the aura lingered.

"What..." Vegeta coughed,"What did you do to me?"

"I've wrested control of your own chi, and the chi of all you Saiyans from you. As long as you remain in my world, you can't use it to hurt anyone else anymore."

"LAIR!" Vegeta roared, lunging for the girl with his fist; but to his shock, the child easily parried his strike, grabbed his arm, and bodyslammed him to the ground. Yangchen kept him down with a rough shoe to the stomach.

"How does it feel to be as weak as a human!?" the girl scowled."The energy that you used to kill us now flows throughout the entire world, through all life and the elements; your own power is making me as strong as you; and the more you resist, the more powerful the world and its people are made."

Other Air Nomads rushed in to see in complete shock the child Avatar that had completely dominated the mighty Saiyan king. She stepped off of him, long enough for the nomads to seize Vegeta up by his arms and yank him to his knees, pinning him there with their average human strength. The girl bent over into his face."So I ask again, how does it feel to be weak?"

"I AM NOT WEAK!" bellowed Vegeta, thrashing helplessly in the arms of the once infinitesimal humans.

The humans dragged Vegeta outside into the temple, where he saw in disbelief his powerful Saiyans being rounded up like farm animals and tied down with rope just the same.

Lettucia groaned as she rose to her feet, her nude form visible to many virgin airbenders."Did we win?" she asked before a blanket was thrown over her, so the pure-hearted monks could tolerate touching her as they pinned her to the ground, her screams muffled.

"What...is going on here!?" The bewildered Vegeta looked all around him. The sun finally rose over ending battle, shining over the mountains and marking his defeat for eternity.

"I will allow some of your people to gather your outer space vessels and flee back into the stars while they can, but most of them will die...except you," the girl shot her finger at the king," You will stay here for the rest of your life, a despicable prisoner in your own body, so that the Saiyan people will never forget this day; so they will never return."

"You do not order me, wench! Unhand me!" he shouted, finally tearing away from the shocked monks' grip and running away; but there was nowhere to flee. He in futility jumped off the ground attempting to fly but fell over every time. He tried shooting at the monks, but nothing came out of his hands; the other Saiyans watched in horror, as their mighty leader was reduced to a joke before them. He couldn't even flee on his feet, as he was surrounded by airbenders, confidently raising their staffs against the Saiyan.

His sweating head whipped back and forth, as the truth of the matter sank into his mind." I've...I've got to get out of here!" he said to himself, pulling out a communication device from his belt pouch."I cannot be defeated! You haven't seen the last of me, human!" he declared as he fiddled with the gadget,"My greatest pupil is still on the ship! He'll rescue me for sure!" he said as he put the device to his ear, "Nappa! Do you read me!? I require immediate extraction! Do you have my coordinates!?"

A little static spark from the communicator."...uh...er...ahem, what was that my lord? Your bgtgtgtgzrzzzz your breakin' up!" the voice lied, making strange noises with his mouth," I gzzbrtstgftsz can't hear a word that bzrfptpzzzbrgzz goin through a tunnel...!" then the device cut off.

"Nappa?" Vegeta paused."Nappa!" he tried again, shaking the damn thing.

At some point, laughter began to stir amongst the airbenders, pointing jeering fingers at the now pathetic invader. This is in turn, brought a smile upon young Yangchen's face.

Vegeta froze, his plight entirely clear to him; the communicator slipped from his hands and clanked against the stone ground. Vegeta dropped to his hands and knees; he had been beaten, not in body, but in spirit and pride. Vegeta had only one thing left to roar to the orange dawn...

"GOOOOOOODAMMIIIIIIT, NAAAAPPAAAAAAAAAAAA!"

The prison cell shut past the miserable King Vegeta.

"Are you certain you wish to keep this creature here?" Wa Shi Tong craned his head down at the girl to his side.

"I honestly cannot think of a better place to cage this beast," Yangchen crossed her arms,"We're not debating this; I command you..."

The great owl spirit snorted."A human ordering me, after what you people did to my collection..."

Yangchen was not fazed by the giant spirit; she returned her gazed toward the Saiyan."Enjoy your new life, your highness: I hope it lasts forever..." she dismissed him, walking away from the bars.

"...you think...this is the end of my story?"

She could hear the Saiyan hiss back at her.

Vegeta lunged into the bars and grabbed them, trying his best to keep the Avatar in view."You'll regret sparing my life, little girl! Do you hear!? YOU SHOULD HAVE ENDED ME WHEN YOU HAD THE CHANCE!"

That was the last thing Yangchen ever heard from the Saiyan's mouth; she never saw him again. Avatar Yangchen went on to continue her usual Avatar duties of maintaining balance through the world. It took the rest of her long life to realize something...

"...He was right..." Avatar Yangchen admitted to Aang."I should have killed the bastard myself, but I did not have the boldness to do so. Long after I perished, Vegeta bedeviled Avatar Kyoshi and..."

"I know, I know..." Aang flipped his hands up pleadingly,"They did the sex..."

"...I was going to say that he convinced her into helping him build a new space vessel from scratch; he actually was going to take her with him to the stars, until he found out she was the latest Avatar, and then left the planet, leaving only a letter with one sentence..."

"You should have ended me when you had the chance..." Vegeta's voice echoed in Aang's ears.

"And now apparently, his sons have now arrived on our world..." Yangchen noted, she turned to Aang."...do not give them the same mercy..."

"What?" the startled Aang said.

"You need to kill the Saiyans while they're vulnerable, especially the one named after my Vegeta." Yangchen stated outright."It will not be so for long."

"Kill them!?" Aang gaped."They're my friends! And they're nothing like King Vegeta!"

Yangchen crossed her arms."Perhaps that could be argued for the younger one, but not Vegeta," she edged."That one is like his father in far too many ways: his likeness, his anger, his very voice."

"...I mean, there's a bit of a height difference..." Aang rubbed his neck.

"And his power is far greater," Yangchen added, "He has become a Super Saiyan, the very beings that destroyed the original Saiyan homeworld. Do you truly feel at ease with a being of his power and unstable temperament in your presence?"

Aang wanted to say 'of course, but the words refused to leave his mouth."I mean, he's scary...but hey, so is Toph sometimes..."

"Has Toph openly threatened, if not outright attempted to kill you? Vegeta told you himself that he would have taken your lives and your friend's lives if had the power to..."

"He was just venting!" Aang defended."He didn't mean any of it! People say all kinds of things when they're really angry!"

"So you truly believe that, despite his own claims, he is not a ruthless destroyer that has conquered other worlds? Who wipes out entire races, just as his father before him planned to do to us, and sell the dead planets to his emperor? This is awfully specific for a simply frustrated rant, don't you think?" Yangchen asked unwaveringly.

But Aang wavered; he did not want to answer. It was something that had bothered Aang ever since he met Vegeta's brother. When asked about his life with Vegeta, Tarble never wanted to answer, like it was just too painful, and always stopped Vegeta from talking about it as well. Where did the pain come from? Their father? Other Saiyans? Other aliens that served Freiza? Vegeta had definitely mentioned Freiza long before the whole "Ghost Freiza" thing; and Aang had found Vegeta's planet-destroying claims unbelievable; again, until Tarble brought it up that night along the Serpent's Pass, and how much rage built within him - how he was "glad" his people were dead. But Vegeta...Tarble just never wanted to talk about Vegeta...and look what happened when Tarble couldn't stop Vegeta from talking about it...

"I can see the truth coming into your eyes, Avatar Aang, do not reject it any longer: Prince Vegeta is as evil as his father; he shall destroy you all when he can...and he will have that chance soon..."

"Huh?" Aang perked up.

"Avatar Roku has told you about the Great Comet, yes?" Avatar Yangchen.

Aang blinked twice... then his heart stopped for a second."...w-Wait, wait, that's something that has to with firebending, not chi; the, the, the heat from the comet against the air or something will power up the Fire Lord and stuff; that's got nothing to do with Vegeta!"

Yangchen paced away from Aang in thought."I've spent the remainder of my mortal life ruminating on the nature of the Great Comet, and how it could affect the Avatar Seal: You see, the way the Avatar Seal affects powerful chi is not to nullify it, but to refract it across the solar system. The powerful being's chi extends throughout like strands of fiber. But after a few decades passed during my time, I sense something in the void: a disturbance, a massive force, not of chi, but of pure mass, straining and tearing the strands as it went. I realized that the disturbance was in the wake of the Great Comet; if the comet were to pass over the world undisturbed as it always has, its own force would tear apart the strands of chi that surround the world, allowing the chi to rush back into its user..."

"You're kidding me..." Aang's breathing quickened."But that would mean that-"

"That in just the same fashion you must master all four elements and defeat the Fire Lord before the comet comes; you must do the same for Vegeta, who shall gain back his full power at the same time."

"But that means the same thing goes for Perfect Cell!" Aang vocalized the matter that actually pressed him, "If what Vegeta and Tarble told me is true, then there's no way in hell I'll be able to fight him!"

"You believe Vegeta's claims about his immeasurable power," Yangchen noted,"But not the claim that he desires to kill you? You now have seen the true power and cruelty of the Saiyan race with your own eyes at once and found them both to be true. Why is it so hard for you to believe that Vegeta is too dangerous to let live?"

"Stop telling me to kill people!" Aang flung his arms in frustration."You're an Air Nomad! You know killing is a sin! You know that even the most insignificant life on earth is precious!"

"We are not talking about the earth, can't you see!?" Yangchen demanded.

"I don't want to see!" Aang rebutted."You're just scared of the Saiyans and what to sin as an easy way out!"

"Just what do you think you are destined to do after you've defeated the Fire Lord!?" snapped Yangchen."What do you think Avatars before you have done to enemies of the balance!? Roku, Kyoshu, Kuruk, and I myself have done what you in your naive mind views as sin! And so have you!" she said, waving her hand again.

This time, Aang was brought back to one of his reactions in the Avatar State. All the way back to the Siege of the Northern Water Tribe, where a giant glowing entity made of water, with Aang at the center, blasted away the Fire Navy ships; he even sliced the top off of one ship. Just how many firebenders perished in that assault?

Then the scene flashed forward to right before he even met Vegeta, within the arena of General Tsung's base, in which he tormented Aang mentally force him into the Avatar State by pretending to kill Katara - his beloved Katara - and how his glowing form rose into the air, and smashed down into the ground, creating a shockwave that consumed everything in the area - there were living people in that arena. How Sokka or Katara even survive the blast was a miracle...

Tears poured from the boy's eyes. These were worse than his nightmares - because they were real..."...No...I-I didn't mean to..."

"Of course you did, Aang," Yangchen scolded,"And you should in no way feel guilty; It is not a sin to kill your enemy. This is something That I had to learn in my life. Truly selfless duty requires you to forsake individual spiritual needs, and do Whatever it takes to protect the world."

With that final poignant statement, a shroud broke Aang's line of sight to the previous life, and he could feel his tangible consciousness stirring awake

Meanwhile, on the planet more aliens nowadays mistakenly referrer to as Ee-arth, two grandfathers of entirely different species worked tirelessly to finish their new spaceship. This one was even bigger than the last one Dr. Breifs built, so much that it looked like a guest house next to his mansion. Briefs was calibrating the software, while Bardock, in true professional badass fashion, cranked the various metal parts of the hull into place with his meaty bicep, rubbing grease off his forehead.

Piccolo was meditating/hovering over Dr. Breifs fountain, steeling himself in preparation. Krillin, Yamcha, and Tien sat at the tea-table playing the Dark Souls: The Board Game (That's real, look it up).

"Oh my god!" Yamcha complained, his character having been blown up by an Exploding Mimic (that part isn't real)"This is even more broken than the actual video game!"

"It's called getting gud, Yamcha," Tien replied."You could have held off Cell like I did if you'd just grind for more ki."

"So, lemme get this straight," Bardock tried again,"Perfect Cell is basically a clone of Frieza, my son, the Namekian, and Prince Vegeta; he was killed by my grandson, who's like a Super Saiyan times a Super Saiyan; but he came back to life because he's...what, immortal?"

"I have no idea..." Dr. Briefs admitted,"I must honestly say, these past years with my Bulma and her friends have become most unusual for me; I go through a whole box of cigs a day just to cope with it all."

"You got it lucky, brother," Bardock grimaced,"They don't even allow smoking in Hell. I get my only fix from beatin' the shit out of all the dead Freiza Force soldiers. One of these days, I wish I could know what my current powerlevel is..."

Briefs chuckled."Evidently, the theory of powerlevels has been refuted by Goku; none of those aliens were able to tell how strong he is with the scouters, either because he keeps getting stronger or from his ability to regulate his energy output at all times like a living smartphone...still don't know how to work the damn things..."

"Had the same issue with scouters for a while," Bardock confessed."Ya can't even see what button you press, and they make your ear itch like a son of a bitch."

"Hi, Daddy!" Goku greeted the dead man, him and Gohan landing on the ground with trays full of lemonade,"Gohan thought you might be thirsty, so he made this himself."

"Oh that's what I'm talkin' about!" Bardock smiled, dashing over to Goku and snatching a drink for himself, taking a long satisfying series of gulps,"ahhh..." he exhaled."You know, as much as my own piss has grown on me for the last thirty years, an actual beverage really hits the spot."

"Where's Raditz?" Gohan asked.

"Out searching for more parts," Bardock said,"Mostly stealin them. We gotta rush this ship fast before Freiza escapes. We're about done, though; pack your bags, kids, cause we're heading for the East Galaxy by sundown!"

"Heh!" Goku chuckled, arm folded behind his head,"Maybe this time, I'll let you take Freiza out!"

"Tried it, failed it..." Bardock shook his head, pointing to his halo,"I'm more interested in seeing how my grandson fares against that bastard," he eyes the boy.

Gohan scratched his hair in natural doubt."Are you sure it's okay for me to come? I mean, I was basically born a Saiyan Elite and was stronger than both Dad and Raditz combined when I was four..."

"THAT'S MA BOY!" thundered Bardock, proudly jabbing Goku in his bashful shoulder."What're you so afraid of?"

"What I mean is," Goku's son said,"I've always won by losing my temper and overpowering my opponent, but I don't have that advantage anymore. On this Planet Avatar, I'd be like a normal kid..." Gohan explained, something about those last two words offered a strange sense of wonder in his mind.

"Gohan," Goku said, rubbing his son's hair,"Don't you remember Cell? You gave your all to beat him, till it nearly killed ya; that's the kind of strength that Cell or Freiza can never understand."

"Thanks, Dad..." The boy smiled slightly,"...but, how are we gonna tell Mom? Will she really be okay with me going-actually, she wasn't okay the first time I went into space, and that was before we knew about Freiza..."

Goku shrugged."I dunno. Don't worry about it, Gohan, just do the exact opposite of whatever your mother says like I do."

"You're a paragon of fatherhood, Son Goku," Piccolo blared out in the distance, his eyes still closed.

"GOKU-KUN!"

Goku's spine contracted at the familiar high-pitch call. They saw a hovercraft descend a distance next to the new spaceship. As expected (dreaded) from Goku, Chi Chi leapt out of the ship, followed by #18 at a much calmer pace. As Goku's wife trotted for her husband, it was noted that she carried behind her a large hiking backpack; 18 casually held a suit case as well.

Chi Chi grinded to a halt before the Earth-raised Saiyan.

"Chi Chi? What're you doin' here?" Goku asked.

She took a deep breath before answering."Son Goku, you and I have been married as long as Gohan has been alive, excluding the period of time you have spent dead, which would have fully justified me finding a new husband, but that's beside the point. In all the years we've been together, I never dared to ask you: do you actually love me?"

This question seemed to make time freeze. The human Z warriors let their jaws fall to the table; Bardock pupils shrank, Dr. Breifs accidentally initiated the spaceship's self-destruct, and hurried to undo it. Piccolo's eye's shot open in genuine interest. Gohan wanted to run away as if Broly had returned and become a Super Saiyan 2. Most everyone knew Son Goku's honest answer, especially Goku, who could no longer bring himself to lie to the earnest woman's face.

"...ummmmmm..." Goku had to stop himself from doing an Instant Transmission to Kame House as he found his eyes locked with Chi Chi's. But then the woman flung her hand in front of Goku's mouth.

"No, don't answer. It's a question that neither of us has the strength to respond to. But maybe time can tell for us on your latest adventure; because I intend to see it through to the end if I must to find that answer."

"Wha...?" Goku muttered. Then he looked at her backpack, and 18's briefcase. Then he notices the sudden look of determination on both women's faces."Are you guys going somewhere?"

"Oh, we're goin', alright...!"

Goku saw as Master Roshi paced out of the hovercraft, with Oolong carrying his things. Puar fluttered soon after with his own adorable tiny luggage.

"Puar!?" Yamcha realized.

"I heard dere's 'dis planet where huge powerlevels ain't allowed," Oolong smirked."And it's been way too long since I been on a real adventure whichya', Goku. I'm in!"

"I'll bet a couple shape-shifters will be really useful, guys!" Puar beamed.

"You guys wanna come with us?" Krillin asked."Where Cell is!?"

"Technically, hell no," Master Roshi admitted, pointing to Chi Chi with his walking stick, "but she does, and she talked us all into it, so we're doin' this!"

"It'll be just like the good ol' days, Yamcha!" Puar cried happily.

"Pre-Vegeta..." Yamcha noted, then smiled,"It sounds like Heaven..."

"Buh-But hang on!" Goku blinked, eyeing Chi Chi."Are you telling me that..."

"Listen to me, honey," Chi Chi began,"I just came back from Bulma's hideout earlier today, and I can tell she can't live without Vegeta. I thought about how she's doing, and it made me think about our own relationship: I know you feel like I tricked you into marrying me, and that this family we've made is based on a joke. But it's not, Goku, I love you; and now, I wanna prove it. All these years I've been getting you and Gohan to live like me, and our bickering is just making Gohan confused; I made a flying man learn how to drive for Kami's sake. I think it's time I take a stroll through the universe in your weighted shoes..."

Goku's eye opened wide in pure shock. He was almost breathless."Chi Chi...are you saying...?"

"That's right, Son Goku," Chi Chi proudly announced with a huge smile,"I wanna go fight really strong opponents!"

"NAAAANIIIIIIIIII!?" shreiked the Z Warriors, even Piccolo.

Goku's lemonade tray crashed to the ground. Tears poured from his eyes; he was too happy to smile."Chi Chi-Kun..."

The sun set on Earth, and by that time, everyone was ready to embark on the ship. Many other friends from Goku's life visited just to wish them good luck on their new adventure. Krillin chivalrously stretched out his hand to take 18 into the ship, and 18 happily humored her boyfriend by taking the hand and being escorted up the stairs to the ship. Puar gave Yamcha a tiny brofist and flew into the ship with Yamcha trotting afterward. Tien caught one of the well-wishers, the blond Launch winking at him, prompting him to rush up the stairs and not turn around.

Gohan headed for the spaceship with his own smile, holding the hand of his mom in one hand, and his dad in the other, the spouses eyeing eachother with legitimately caring eyes as the Son family walked up the stairs.

"Have a good adventure, honey!" Ox King called, Goten gumming his finger (he hid the pain well).

"They're all going to die," Breifs remarked casually,"...but we'll just wish them back to life anyway; I don't even care anymore..."

In the ship, Goku quickly stole Raditz's passenger seat to sit next to his real papa, the ship's pilot."You ready to kick ass and chew bubblegum, Daddy?"

"Unfortunately, no," he turned to his son with a face full of regret, but then smirked,"I forgot the bubblegum, Kiddo."

The father and son bumped fists passionately.

The ship hovered off the ground, its propulsion blasted grass into the sky and waved palm trees, and forced the gathering to shield their faces as the space ship ascended into the sky. They waved excitedly as they watched their heroes take off into the atmosphere and embark on a new adventure into the stars.

"You know, it just occurred to me..." Yajirobe realized,"If some bad guy invades earth while they're gone, our only champion will be that robot girl built by Dr. Slump..."

"Just smile and wave, fat guy with a katana..." Korin retorted quietly.

"Goddammit, Tarble!" the Vegeta of the present barked to his passenger. He, his brother, and the dipshit Fire Lord tied up in the back were all riding back for Ba Sing Se in the spacecraft he procured from Salza."All you had to do was beat someone in a fight, just one! And you went ahead and f$^%'d it up!"

"The hell all I had to!" Tarble barked back."I had to masquerade as a twelve-year-old with no pants that could be killed with fire just in order to trick a bunch of humans into thinking aliens don't exist! This was YOUR plan! My apologize if I didn't fulfill every ridiculous detail to the letter!"

"It was foolproof!" Vegeta claimed."I just expected the humans to be the fools, not you!"

"You wouldn't know a good plan if it blew up your planet!" said Tarble, stuffing his leg back into his suit."You've never had to use your brain for any higher thinking than hitting people very hard or blowing shit up!"

"Oh, yeah, that's me, I'm the dumb one and you're the smart one!" Vegeta mocked."You're the idiot who wanted to stay here until August just so you could satisfy these savages and their prophetic nonsense! Well guess what, genius!?" he swung his finger at the Fire Lord."I just took your prophecy and shoved it back up your ass! The Fire Lord is defeated, the war's over, and once I drop this dead weight in Ba Sing Se, I'm off this rock! Feel free to accompany me!"

"And a thousand years from now, these people will have become a paranoid, xenophobic warrior race that'll purge the galaxy of everything different from them! So thanks for conceiving the next generation of Space-Nazis!"

"Oh just shut up! This is the last time that I EVER-"

But Vegeta was cut off as a flash of light from outside rocked the ship, Tarble falling over, and stirring Ozai awake.

"What the hell!?" hissed Vegeta leaning into the window."Did someone just fire ki at us?"

As if to answer, the ship was again battered with more lasers, forcing Vegeta to grip the steering stick and twist the vehicle into evasive maneuvers. Vegeta saw out the window that they were in fact being pursued by flying people in space armor disturbingly similar to Tarble's, and by extension, the Frieza Force, firing at them with ki shots.

"ARE YOU SERIOUS!?" Vegeta gaped as he dodged."What's even happening right now!?"

"I think that Salza wasn't the member of the Cooler Force to be marooned here...!" Tarble deduced.

It was with that line that Fire Lord Ozai was stirred from his slumber."Lord Cooler!? He's returned!?"

Table whipped back to Ozai."How do you know of Cooler!?"

"Tarble, please don't question the gods that hate me, just go with it..." Vegeta grunted, fed up with making sense of his misfortune.

"He's returned!" Ozai repeated in a sudden state of grave distress."I should have known! It was only a matter of time before he claimed payment for his favor!"

"What favor!? What are you on about!?" Tarble demanded, gripping his shoulders.

"You're not the Avatar!" Ozai realized."You're one of his! He's come for me!"

"Actually, I was more of the Frieza Force persuasion," Vegeta noted, continuing to evade enemy fire," Also there is no Cooler Force; King Cold gave his empire to Freiza, who acquired all of Cooler's assets by extension; really, if you're going to erratically spout exposition, you could at least be historically accura-OH SHIT!"

The moment Vegeta turned back to the front window, his eyes were nearly blinded by the massive incoming fireball, which collided with the ship in a massive explosion; seconds later, the ship was plummeting to the earth.

"NO! Not like this!" Vegeta cried, jerking at the useless controls,"Give me something, baby! You're the only way off this rock, don't die on me now!" he begged, but gravity was having none of it.

"BRACE FOR IMPACT!" Tarble wrapped his arms around Ozai's waist in an attempt to shield him.

The ship slammed into the ground, grinding along the surface and leaving a smoking gouge in the ground as it creaked to a halt.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO HO HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Vegeta cried as he banged the dashboard with his fist."I was so close! I was almost free! But no! I'm going to die on this miserable planet, Tarble, and it's all. Your. Faaaault!" the prince sobbed, lazily hitting the wheel as his tearful face sank into it.

Just then, the door was torn off, and a party of soldiers in alien armor pointed their blasters straight at the faces of the three, as well as having the totaled ship surrounded.

"We are all going to die now..." Ozai dreaded.

"Who are these people!?" Tarble demanded."Why would the Cooler Force attack us, and what do they have to do with you!?"

"THERE IS NO COOLER FORCE!" Vegeta barked tearfully.

"And that, monkey, is where you are wrong..." said a new voice, with a pronounced Japanese accent.

Tarble and Vegeta watched as someone calmly pushed two soldiers aside, and stepped into the small ship. He was a young man just a generation passed Vegeta, with orange eyes, and a topknot over his head. If Vegeta didn't know any better, he would have thought that this man was a Fire Nation human in green and white full body Frieza Force armor.

"Lord Cooler lives on through us all, unlike you two..." he remarked. Then, the stranger turned to see the terrified Ozai.

"You're...alive?" Ozai breathed.

Then, the young man whipped out his hands, firing two lightning bolts from his fingers, electrocuting the Saiyans who screamed in pain until they passed out, dropping to the floor."Take them to the moonbase!" he ordered his men, who passed him and picked up the Saiyans over their shoulders, fying out of the ship

"No..." Ozai shook his head in disbelief,"No, this cannot be. He said he killed you. My entire reign is contingent upon...!"

"Calm yourself, Uncle," Lu Ten's ominous tone was enough to silence the monarch,"You shall be escorted back to the palace, where you shall continue your fabricated reign on top of my throne, and be defeated by the real Avatar...who I will then kill myself, to honor the fallen memory of Lord Cooler..." he explained as he laid a reassuring hand o the shaking Fire Lord shoulder, shaking his own head in pity."What did grandfather Azulon have to say to you? Oh yes: Your punishment has only just begun..."