Mess Hall on Freezer's Ship

"Heyo! You're looking much better! Come and eat with us, guy!"

Saiyan smiles a bit as he pulls up a chair, plopping down. "Saiyan, where's your battle uniform?"

"It was... no good. Hard to move in."

"Eh, 'snot that bad once you get used to it! But do what makes you happy I guess. Ugh, should really ditch that fur around your waist though. It's dirty! And kinda stinks! Seriously, when's the last time you-!"

"IT STAYS ON!"

The savage yells in a rather harsh voice, tearing the fur out of her hands. She shouts in surprise, yoinking her own arm back before looking up at him.

"Okay, geez, I get it. That dirty pelt is actually something important to you..." Cheelai lowers her voice, trying to soothe the saiyan as she reaches out again, more slowly. The gree rubs it, feeling the pelt's contours. Seemingly placated, the saiyan slumps into his chair; Lemo sighs in relief, wiping perspiration off his head.

"The fur is... special."

"HEY!"

The bellow startles the table's occupants. Cheelai glances behind while Saiyan and Lemo look up at the bulky trooper. Ooh, he's flushing red; the guy's obviously wasted.

"You *hick* must be new, aren'cha? Hnnng, it can't be much f-fun hanging out with these puny losers, tho. I'm the... uh, the only warrior 'board this ship who's worth spending time with!"

The boorish oaf continues boasting, verbally flexing his fabricated feats and very real muscles. He grabs for the maiden ("Get your filthy hands off me!) only to be brushed aside. Saiyan frowns, watching the situation with a dangerous interest.

"I'm not interested."

Daigen grunts, looking rather insulted by this rejection. His face crawls into a sneer; noticing the look in their new friend's eyes, Lemo takes it upon himself to try to deescalate the situation.

"You heard her, big guy. How 'bout I buy ya a drink instea–*CLANG*!"

"STAY OUTTA THIS *HICK* SHORTY! C-come on, baby, I'm done asking! H-uh, hey, whatta you want?!"

A clatter rings out as the chair falls to the floor. Desperately, desperately trying to keep his rage in check for the sake of his few friends the savage takes a deep breath as he stares down the buffoon.

"You gotta problem with me, bub?!"

"... I do."

"BIG MISTAKE!"

The first blow crashes into the saiyan's chest, dead center. He takes a step back, surprised by the pain; but it only reinforced his growing fury. Saiyan glared as the impact rung out.

The other warrior hesitates; shouldn't that have done a bit more damage? At least knocked the jerk over? He grunts before throwing another blow, and another, pounding at the man's chest like it's a damn whack-a-mole.

And then pain rings out from purple-man's neck; first from pressure on his neck, then from a lack of air.

"Crap!"

"Uaaagh...! HUUAAAAAAAGH!"

"S-saiyan?!"

Cheelai and Lemo watch as the furious saiyan starts to lose his senses and raises the drunkard above him, crushing his windpipe. There was a dull crack as the enraged monster's strength grows with its fury. It's literally all he can do to keep himself from instantly killing the man. The words of his comrades are distant... barely even there, to his perception. Simple hazes in the wind as his vision narrows to focus on the bastard who almost forced himself on his friend!

"H-hey, guy, calm down...! CALM DOWN, S-SAIYAN! PLEASE!"

The saiyan barely registers his friend's attempts to hold him back, calm him down. Purple-man gazes down into the savage's eyes, barely registering the moniker; but he does register it, and in doing so realizes that holy shit he has pushed his luck too far. A saiyan?! His attacker howls again, redoubling his grip on his throat–

"DOWN, MONKEY!"

The harsh words cut the tension like a jagged machete, startling everyone present. Even Saiyan stumbles, losing his grip on his quarry before turning around to Lord Freezer, attended by Berriblue. Cheelai and Lemo start to stammer. "S-we-so sorry, sir! It won't happen-"

"SILENCE!"

Everyone. Goes. Quiet. Even Saiyan, who hasn't been quite conditioned to live in fear of the Emperor yet, takes a few deep breaths as he gazes into the tyrant's eyes. They glisten with malicious, conniving intent.

"Luckily for you, Monkey, and the two who found you," he pointedly glares at Cheelai and Lemo, "I see promise in that anger within you." The two audibly sigh in relief, while the saiyan once known as Broly scratches his head in confusion.

"However... it is clear we have some things to discuss. I want you to meet me in fifteen minutes, do you understand?"

"Yes, sir?"

"Excellent!" Freezer twirls around in that effeminate way of his before strutting out of the mess hall, seemingly far too pleased with himself for someone who almost had a great deal of trouble break out there. The troops star after him and his attendant before turning back to their own discussions.

Cheelai and Lemo look at their friend.

"Uh, so, big guy, you... wanna go eat alone?"

"... I would like that."

Amenbo Island

Vegeta looks up at his wife, snorting. "I've told you before. The lab needs much better security."

"I figured you were all the security I needed!"

"YOU THOUGHT WRONG."

Goku scratches his head as he looks between the bickering couple. "Guys, shouldn't we... like, figure out whodunnit?"

"Isn't it obvious, Kakarotto?! It's Freezer! He's still out there... and now he's coming in for another round!" The prince of all saiyans raises a fist, clenching it before him. "He won't get away this time!"

Bulma sighs. "That monster... he's relentless when it comes to those Dragon Balls."

"What could he even be after?" Goku asks. "He can't wish for anything beyond Shenron's power, so it's not like he can be asked to be made stronger. At least not by much..."

"Clearly, he wants to live forever. It's what he's been after since day one."

"But not dying is pointless if you still lose all the time."

"Dumbass! It's still possible Freezer could surpass us again one day!"

"You really think so...?"

The bluenette scientist clears her throat, catching the two saiyan's attention. "I did only have six Dragon Balls. They're probably heading towards the last one... luckily, I already know where it is~."

"... Where?"

"In Yunzabit Heights! I'm not a fan of the cold, so I was kind of putting it off."

Goku shrugs. "We better go after it, huh?" The others nod; Whis looks up from his tabloid.

"Ooh! I think I'll come along too~."

Bulma snickers, before nudging Beerus in his lounge chair. "How about you, big guy~? Would you like to tag along?"

"It's nap time," he growls with a stupendous yawn. "I think I'll stay here."

"Come now, doesn't it sound like you could have a fun time?" Whis says with a chuckle.

"Hmmm... anything good to eat out there?"

She sighs. "Not unless you consider snow a delicacy."

"Then count. Me. Out."

Damn, she had thought he had really been getting to be more personable; it looks like he had really just become attached to Earth itself rather than improving as a person or deity. She looks at him nonplussed... before a smile breaks out.

"Yay~!"

"Wha-"

...

Bulma shouts, barely able to be heard over the sound of the engines: "Thanks for watching Bra, Uncle Beerus!"

"Wait a damn second! I'm a destroyer god, not a babysitter!"

"H-yay! Bye-bye mommy!"

Bulma blows a kiss towards her beloved daughter as Whis giggles behind a hand, finding the whole situation to be a hoot. A moment later the resort is out of sight, the quartet tearing their way across the sea in their airship.

Freezer Force Bunks

Saiyan scarfs down the provided nutrient bars, almost devouring each one in a single bite. Lemo chuckles at his ridiculous appetite; almost hard to believe he survived on that barren wasteland, if he wasn't so damn strong. Cheelai pops out of the bunk she was crouching in.

"By the way, thanks for the help earlier."

He smiles softly, before reaching to a metal cylinder he doesn't recognize; the saiyan shakes it and can hear liquid inside, but it doesn't come out? His eyebrows furrow in confusion, as the others watch him.

"Oh, yeah, I get it. You must be thirsty," Lemo realizes as he reaches out. "Give it here. This'll be easier," he says as he unscrews the cap.

Saiyan mutters a thanks as he takes a sip of the liquid... and gasps. He gazes at the elixir in wonder.

"What... is this?"

"Huh? Ordinary water. You can't expect me to believe you've never had water bef-!"

Cheelai immediately eats her words as the saiyan chugs with gusto, seemingly relishing the drink. She cringes as she thinks about what he must've been doing to survive... no wonder the poor guy seems so screwed up, there wasn't even water on that damn planet! He exhales, sighing...

"That was... good water." he says before unconsciously stroking the pelt on his waist. Cheelai blinks.

"This is... Bah's ear."

"... Oh, you mean the fur that I was asking about?"

"Me and Bah got along well back home. Bah was a big animal, bigger and more fearsome than most beasts on Vampa. I named Bah after the sound the creature would make sometimes... it was sometimes scary, when it got mad. It was territorial. But I got over that. We... shared a meal once. One of the bugbeasts... Bah knew how strong I was compared to it, after one of our conflicts. But I... managed to put it at ease. It took a long time... but we became like friends. Like... good friends, even if he wasn't a 'people'."

Cheelai and Lemo glance at each other, and she nods at him. They figure the story might be important.

"So this monster was the first friend you ever made?"

"Probably."

"What happened, Saiyan? Why... do you have his ear?"

"... Food was... scarce, on Vampa. The bugbeasts grew smarter, and learned that I was a threat. They hid, and I went hungry. Things got... difficult, between me and Bah as time went by. There was one day after a spell of hunger that another bugbeast came between us, and he managed to grab it before I did. I was... starving. I was... angry, with Bah for taking what should have been my food. And it... was angry with me. I don't remember what happened next but... I woke up with Bah's ear on the ground, and his blue blood on my hands."

Cheelai and Lemo blink, before reminding themselves that this is a saiyan, and a savage one at that. There probably aren't a lot of therapists on Vampa to help him deal with his anger issues... Cheelai remembers the scene in the mess hall, and Saiyan's glower at the bugbeast that had attacked them on Vampa.

"After that... Bah was never the same again. That's why I decided to keep Bah's ear. To remember when... we were friends."

Cheelai frowns, before hopping out of the bunk and plopping onto the ground. She puts a hand on his shoulder. "That's more than I've ever heard you speak, Saiyan."

"Yeah, and it happened to be the most innocent story I've heard around here in a long time. You seriously need a therapist, not gonna lie, but you aren't a crook."

"... I bet you aren't really even looking forwards to fighting on the Force, are you?"

The saiyan looks down and frowns. "Cheelai... that is true. I would rather not fight. But."

"But?"

"I... was out of commission for a very long time. I have no idea how long, but... it was long enough. From what I know...the I am one of, maybe the only saiyan left who is not... one of them."

Lemo quirks an eyebrow. "Them?"

"Yes... Freezer told me about the surviving saiyans, Goku and Vegeta. Their... their very names make me tremble with rage!"

"Vegeta! That rapscallion... I've heard awful things about him. What'd he and his cronies do to tick you off?!"

"... They killed them. All the other survivors of my people they encountered; the people who might know about my past," Cheelai and Lemo cringe: that, er, doesn't sound too good. "... and, they are the subject of the my first mission."

"... Saiyan... even if this Vegeta is as dangerous as I've heard, we'll come for you, okay?"

He looks up at them before smiling; "That would be very nice, Lemo. And Cheelai."

Lemo looks at the other two, scratching his head before grinning. "So, Saiyan... how'd you get that scar? On your belly?"

The saiyan looks thoughtful, glancing down. The massive gouge twinkles in the harsh light of the barracks.

"I... do not know. I woke up with it as long ago as I can remember. It hurt then. It still does, sometimes."

Freezer's Throne Room

"... the planet we're heading to is called Earth. We'll find Goku and Vegeta, as well as the wish-granting Dragon Balls there. I would like to see you in action against these two."

Saiyan nods, along with his two fellows. "I-I assure you, Lord Freezer–!" Cheelai stammers, only for her voice to fade out when Freezer shoots her a glare. He then sighs; considering the saiyan's massive power level and mental instability, having these two seeming morality pets around is an apparent inevitability.

"Iiiiii shall make you an offer, Monkey!" Cheelai and Lemo twitch when they hear this. "You are free to do whatever you like with Vegeta, and any other rogue saiyans he brings along. But the other one, Goku, is mine and MINE ALONE to destroy! I'm sure you're well acquainted with the desire for REVENGE, so you'll understand... that I want Goku's blood on my hands?"

"Y... yes, sir. I would be most satisfied with destroying the corrupt prince of my people."

Freezer smirks, back to his jolly old self. He isn't quite stable, either. Eyes turn when Kikono bursts through the door, wheezing at the effort of what seems to have been a sustained run.

"L-lord Freezer! We've done it! We've collected the seven Dragon Balls!"

"Oh, and with such perfect timing~!"

And with this announcement, the ship blasts off towards Earth; the saiyan gazes out in wonder at the hyperspace flitting by outside the window, before snarling in anticipation of his dealing of justice.

Earth: Yunzabit Heights

"Uuw-uu-uh that a-aircraft looks like it could be t-trouble! You d-don't sup'ose d-deyse dose s-saiyans Kikono warned us about...?"

The two enforcers peek out from behind their ship, looking at the newly landed aircraft. The petite daik cowers under the shadow of his purple gree partner, tapping his Scouter as two figures hop out. He glances at at the ship, double-checking that the mystic orbs are safe and sound; the Dragon Balls! Key to granting any one wish; maybe more if they like you.

"Awoohoohu! Now this is cold!" One of the saiyans yells in the distance, hopping out of the aircraft. He appears to be covered in a blue... jacket? "How can you be cold with all those layers on?! You sound like an old fart." Some sort of clothing to protect against the frigid wind, at any rate. The other humanoids step out, and the daik checks his Scouter. ... It's overflowed! The blue person and the female don't seem anything special, but the other two... definitely the Super Saiyans!

"C-crap, not good! The readings are f-fucked! Come on s-stupid, we'se getting out of h-here!" he screeches in a bizarre midpoint between whispering and shrieking.

As soon as they are in, he slams the ignition and they ship blasts off the ground. A sonic shockwave blares out from the spot they were just in.

...

Goku looks up.

"Huh?"

Vegeta follows his gaze to the fleeing ship, and doesn't even bother to emote. So those must be the Dragon Ball thieves, eh? He stoically raises his palm before firing off a basic ki blast. It slams into the back of the ship, blowing one of the accelerators clean off. The pilots scream as the craft careens out of the air, trailing smoke and radiation... and barely withstands the impact into the ground.

"AAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIAAAAGH!"

The daik does not scream, for he has slammed his head into his own legs. He however gasps when he feels the sudden jolt of their craft being picked up. They look up in terror as the snow sluices off only to reveal the terrifying visage of a spiky-haired saiyan warrior staring down at them from the visor.

"You're finished, guys! Open up and give us back the Dragon Balls!"

It breathes out, steam condensing on the window. The two scouts look at each other in terror.

"W-w-what are we supposed to do n-now?!"

"Isn't it obvious? If we don't give em back we'se goners...! Just look at that death stare!"

"B-b-but if we do give dem back, Lord Freezer will murder us!"

Goku glares at them some more, before something rings out in the back of his mind. He looks up; to sense the approach of Freezer's fleet. A deceptively small orb of energy descends from what can be assumed to be his mothership; it glows, as it descends through the cloud layer. Vegeta snarls, his tail swiping back and forth.

The orb hits the troposphere and detonates with the force of a nuclear weapon; the entire weather system is swept away in the blink of an eye. Vegeta tosses the ship aside into a mountain and the two saiyans prepare themselves.

"Well, here he comes," Goku notes as the ship starts to lower through the atmosphere. "He always likes a big entrance."

"What is that...?!"

"It's not Freezer, that's for sure. There's someone else! And his power is crazy!"

The ship's landing legs spring out as the ship approaches the ground, jolting to a stop. Goku and Vegeta watch as the hatch opens and lowers, kicking up snow and dust. A platoon of soldiers file out in formation, as Freezer himself is illuminated form the back along with a new henchman.

Said henchman instantly glowers upon noticing the two, veins popping out across his forehead. A burst of power actually knocks down every soldier in the vicinity; they quickly scramble upright to salute their lord.

"Kakarotto... that one behind him is a saiyan!"

"Huh?! Another one...? He looks kind of familiar... Freezer! What're you doing here?"

"I'm positive you already know!" the Empror crows. With a flick of his wrist he telekinetically snatches the Dragon Balls out of his scout's wreck ("H-hey!"), before securing them above his palm in a psychic hold. "I'll soon have a wish granted by the Dragon Balls! Hahmhmhm~!"

Cheelai and Lemo look out at the scene from the one of the upper windows of the ship. She squints.

"Lemo... what are those glowing, floaty things he's got?"

"Beats me. Looks like they all know, though."

She looks around the area, curious about what exactly is going on on this infamous deathworld. She messes with her scouter, scanning at the two blue-themed humanoids...

"Hey, you! Give us those Dragon Balls back and leave right now!"

"It appears we may have a larger problem."

"Huh?"

"You might call it the blessing and the curse of a warrior race~."

"Huh, Lemo... that tall guy isn't giving me any bioreadings!"

"Maybe he's another sort of earthling? This planet is pretty backwater."

"No, I mean... he isn't giving me any at all!"

"W... what?" Cheelai shrugs, before turning her attention back to the effeminate blue man. She jumps back when he notices him wink at her, smirking.