I've never sensed anything like this before... Vegeta thought to himself as they all climbed towards the place where Frieza's ship had landed, doing their best to avoid using any energy at all. Where could this power have come from?!

Luna and Gohan helped Bulma up the rocks, all of them getting closer and closer to a cliff that over looked the ship as a few explosions echoed throughout the canyon, making the ground shake. Bulma whined, clinging to Luna's arm as she yanked the girl towards her, hugging her nervously as Puar squeaked, doing the same thing to Yamcha.

"Sounds like the fight's starting without us!" Yamcha commented apprehensively, glancing at the two girls as they finally made their way onto the top of the over look where the others were standing.

"Ugh! Somebody stop this thing! I wanna get off!" Bulma whined, dropping to her knees as she pouted on the ground while more sounds of destruction could be heard in the distance.

"I miss flying..." Luna said to herself as the small Saiyan beside her laughed quietly, nodding his head in agreement before looking towards Piccolo, Vegeta and Tien who were standing in front of them.

"Guys..." Gohan said suddenly, a look of hope flashing across his face for a moment as he picked up on the strange energy once more. "It might be my dad!"

"You think?" Krillin asked, not entirely convinced that it was Goku. "I hate to be a downer kid, but-"

"Who else would try to take on Frieza alone?" Gohan added quickly, wanting to believe it was true that his father had come back just in time to save them all.

Luna smiled weakly, playing with a strand of purple hair while thinking about it for a moment. "I don't know Gohan..." She said hesitantly, unsure of how to say this without hurting the boy's feelings. She was rather inexperienced in the art of sensing energies, but even she knew right away the power that was fighting Frieza and King Cold right now was far too strong to be Goku... Or was it?

Was he really able to get that much stronger with all his training in space? Is that why he didn't want to come back right away?

"It just doesn't seem possible..."

"Kakarot?! No... I absolutely refuse to believe it..." Vegeta hissed, a huge frown on his face as he ground his teeth together, thinking about the possibility of that massive power actually belonging to that third class idiot. "There's no way his power level could have increased this much... It's impossible! Even if he is a Super Saiyan!"

A huge blast in front of them got everyone's attention, all of them watching as huge clouds of smoke and ash billowed into the the air. Just a short distance ahead was Frieza and his father, along with another mysterious fighter that was stronger than both of those monsters combined...

Luna shivered, rubbing her arms as she tried to ease her nervousness. I hope I'm wrong and that is Goku up there... She thought, her eyes narrowing a bit as she imagined what might happen if it wasn't. We wouldn't stand a chance if we had to fight him...

"If that's Goku..." Krillin mumbled, frowning before running forward and jumping into the air.

"No! You'll give us all away!" Vegeta growled, grabbing his arm quickly before yanking him back. "Until I know what we're dealing with, I'd prefer to remain unnoticed! So unless I tell you otherwise..." Vegeta ordered, increasing his grip on Krillin's arm as he glared at him for a moment before tossing him onto the ground. "You stay put!"

"You okay Krillin?" Gohan asked, jogging up to his friend as Luna looked over, obviously concerned as well.

"Just my pride..." The bald fighter muttered, picking himself up before sighing. "Man Gohan... What are we supposed to do? What if Goku actually is over there... And what if he needs our help right now and we're all just sitting here doing absolutely nothing!" He finished in a yell, punching the ground as everyone remained quiet.

"Hey... Maybe it would help us relax a little if we all sang a song?" Bulma suggested nervously as Vegeta grunted in annoyance, entirely fed up with her existence for the time being.

"Shut up!" The Saiyan hissed, glaring over his shoulder at her as she jumped back in surprise. "You haven't had one useful thing to say since you got here! Now you stay in the back and keep quiet woman! I don't have time for your stupidity right now..."

"Wha... Stupid?" Bulma mumbled, her hand over her mouth as Luna frowned, about to speak up before Yamcha beat her to it.

"Take that back! Bulma isn't stupid." Yamcha said seriously, glaring at Vegeta as the blue haired woman behind him smiled.

"So... You think I'm smart then?"

"Well, I guess you're as smart as you can be, being a girl and all- AHH! OWW!"

Yamcha shouted in pain as Bulma grabbed him by the ear, yanking him down to her height as she frowned in his face. "I'm not letting go until you say you're sorry!"

Tien looked at them both with wide eyes as Yamcha grinned playfully, before apologizing to his long time friend. "Alright! Alright! I'm sorry!" He laughed, causing Gohan, Krillin, Chiaotzu and Puar to chuckle as well.

"So... Bulma..." Luna said seriously, getting everyone's attention as she paused before looking towards her blue haired friend. "Now you're hitting on Yamcha, right?"

Yamcha couldn't help himself as he started cracking up along with everyone else as Bulma's cheeks turned red, causing her to look away for a moment. She crossed her arms, trying to fight the smirk that was slowly creeping across her face as Luna stood there, confused once again.

"Oh, you make me sick..." Bulma mumbled, dusting herself off absentmindedly as Krillin sighed.

"This might be our last chance to laugh you guys..." He said sadly, looking around at his friends as he did his best to smile, his eyes lingering on Gohan before looking down. Luna made a sound of annoyance, jogging forward with Vegeta and Piccolo as everyone raced towards the battle.

"What the..." Vegeta mumbled, reaching the end of the cliff first as he looked out over the valley where Frieza and his father had landed. The whole area was on the verge of being destroyed, clouds of smoke and dust obscuring his vision for the most part as he tried to observe what was going on.

"Woah... What happened down there?" Luna asked, taking another step forward as she squinted into the mist.

"Hey! What's going on?! I can't see!" Bulma whined, clinging to Yamcha's shoulder as Puar floated nervously above her.

...

Down below...

...

"So this is a Super Saiyan..." King Cold said darkly, glancing from his son's terrified face to the stranger in front of them who had just transformed. His lavender hair had changed from purple to a bright blonde as he glared at them both with teal colored eyes full of hatred.

Frieza moved back a few steps, his face contorted with fear as he was forced to relive his defeat on Namek at the hands of Goku, the only Super Saiyan he had ever encountered. And now, there was another one...

"It's those eyes..." Frieza mumbled, staring at the fighter in front of him. "They have the same eyes!"

"Is it something I said?" The blonde stranger asked sarcastically, smirking at them both as Frieza finally snapped.

"No... NO! SAIYANNNN!" Frieza screamed, firing a huge blast that bathed the surrounding area in a bright light as the man on the receiving end of the attack looked surprised for a fraction of a second before it hit. The sheer force of the attack rocked the surrounding area, sending rocks and debris flying as King Cold and his son waited patiently for the smoke to clear.

"My... I would say that was all rather anti climactic, wouldn't you?" The large man smirked, crossing his arms as he watched the flames from the explosion while chuckling to himself. "I mean the little runt certainly didn't last very long, now did he?"

"Well what did you expect? He was only a... monkey..." Frieza trailed off, his eyes growing wider as he spotted said monkey standing in exactly the same spot as he was a few moments ago... Completely unharmed. A murderous, confident glare still shimmering in his eyes...

"I really hope that's not the best you can do... Because if it is, you better give up now." The mysterious Saiyan advised, smirking as he saw the horrified looks on both of his enemies faces. "You can't win Frieza..."

"We'll just see about that boy! Take this!" Frieza shouted, powering up a massive beam of energy before launching it towards the Saiyan.

The fighter crossed his arms in front of himself, blocking the beam head on as it deflected around him, blasting apart random boulders and other bits of rock as the force of the attack pushed him back. The wind kicked up dirt, whipping around them wildly as their energies clashed, making it appear as though a violent storm was about to be unleashed.

"Frieza! You'll destroy us all!" King Cold hissed seriously, sounding nervous for the first time since they got here as he raised his cape, shielding himself from flying debris as his son's attack ravaged the landscape around them.

As the dust finally cleared, the mysterious fighter lowered his arms, his cocky grin still in place as Frieza and his father looked his way, more than shocked to see he was alive.

"Okay... That's two. I'll give you one more chance to hit me with everything you've got and then it's strike three Frieza..." He smirked, enjoying the look of rage of the tyrant's face.

"Game over..."

"Hmpf. It's time we put an end to this..." Frieza growled, knowing what he had to do. He would never lose. He would never accept defeat against some lowly monkey garbage...

Frieza laughed evilly, floating into the air as he raised one finger, glaring down at the blonde man before beginning to power up the one attack that never failed him. He gathered a huge amount of energy into an orange ball, shouting as it continued to grow, getting bigger and bigger until it was almost the size of their ship.

"Are you going to end this or not?" King Cold said impatiently, tired of playing games with the peasants on this planet.

"Just watch me! This one's for you father!" Frieza shouted, throwing the massive ball of energy as hard as he could towards the Saiyan on the ground. He watched in satisfaction as his attack hit dead on, the huge ball of ki beginning to sink into the dirt towards the planet's core.

"Ahahahahahahaha!"

"You know Frieza, you could have done this right from the start and saved us a good deal of effort..." His father chastised, glancing over at his son as he landed next to him.

"There's just no pleasing you sometimes father... Huh?" Frieza stopped mid sentence, gasping as he realized his attack had switched directions and was now being pushed away from the Earth. "What?! There's no way!"

"Impossible!"

Sure enough, the seemingly invincible Super Saiyan emerged from the giant crater, holding Frieza's massive energy ball up with one hand as he walked forward.

"W-why you little..."

"Excuse me," The young man taunted, looking towards Frieza with a grin. "Is this yours?"

The tyrant in question growled, blasting a small beam of energy towards the orange orb as the whole thing crackled darkly for a moment before exploding violently around them all, creating an even bigger crater and almost taking out their ship. Finally, when the smoke cleared the Saiyan was nowhere to be found as Frieza chuckled sadistically, truly believing he had won.

"Well done Frieza... It only took you four tries to destroy that little boy... Heheheheheh..." King Cold laughed, amused at the sight of his son losing his cool.

"I was just warming up father, that's all! Really!" Frieza argued, grimacing up at the larger man as they both began walking towards their ship.

"Heh heh... Of course son, of course..."

Both of them had no idea that above them, someone was watching them like a hawk watching it's prey before going in for the kill...

"Hey Frieza!" A familiar voice shouted, getting their attention before quickly sending a ball of energy towards where they were standing, making them both jump into the air in order to dodge it. "You should split!"

Frieza's eyes went wide as he cursed to himself, wondering why this stranger just wouldn't die already. "If you're trying to be clever, you're sorely lacking- Huh?!"

"HAAAAAA!" The Saiyan roared, already flying forward with his sword drawn as he swung it down, slicing Frieza right down the middle as he screamed in anguish.

"FRIEZAAAA!" King Cold shouted, floating in the air paralyzed with fear while watching as his son was cut in two.Down below Luna gasped as she heard someone yelling, both her and Piccolo turning towards the sound of the voice.

"They're right there! Look guys!" Gohan said while pointing up at the figures floating above them in the distance.

Everyone looked up, watching as the young Super Saiyan moved so fast King Cold could do nothing but watch as he continued to hack and slice until there was nothing left of Frieza but small pieces of flesh. The man frowned for a split second before holding his open palm towards where the remains of Frieza were still floating through the air, blasting them all into dust with another yell as everyone gasped in shock. Charred body parts rained down on the rocks below as Luna stood there frozen, completely terrified of this new fighter.

"He... He beat Frieza....... Effortlessly..." She mumbled, watching as he skillfully placed his sword back inside it's sheath. "How..."

"Guys... I- I think that person is a Super Saiyan!" Gohan stuttered, wondering how on Earth that was possible since it obviously wasn't his father up there.

"Tch, like hell he is!" Vegeta growled, shocked as well but trying to remain calm as he watched the younger man glaring at King Cold.

"Spiky gold hair... Incredible power..."

"You don't know that he's a Super Saiyan... Maybe he's super human, huh?" Vegeta argued, glaring at everyone who was looking his way. "Maybe you slackers just haven't been trying hard enough!"

"Says the non Super Saiyan..." Tien muttered under his breath as Vegeta growled, throwing him a murderous glare.

"Fuck off Triclops!"

"Who knows... Let's just hope this guy's on our side..." Krillin stated nervously, not noticing as Bulma frowned, looking around at them all.

"You guys are crazy..." She said, squinting as she tried to see what they were describing. "They just look like tiny little dots way up there! How can you even tell who they are? It's probably Goku you guys... Mr. Super Saiyan... He has a knack for showing up at just the right time... Yeah, he's such a stud..." Bulma said dreamily, looking towards Puar for back up.

"No, it's not Goku!" Yamcha insisted, watching the figures above him intensely. "No way... But he's definitely a Super Saiyan..."

Vegeta growled, finally losing his patience as he blasted forward, wanting to meet this so called 'Super Saiyan'. Luna jumped up, taking off right behind him along with Piccolo and Gohan as Krillin, Tien and Chiaotzu followed their lead.

"Man, can't miss this..." Yamcha said, about to fly off as well before Bulma locked her arms around his neck.

"Hold it buddy boy! I am not being left behind again!" She argued, looking him dead in the eyes as he sighed, knowing this was one fight he didn't have a chance of winning. He wrapped an arm around Bulma's waist as he floated up, Puar flying next to them as he followed after the rest of their friends.

"Oh wow!" Bulma laughed, looking down as she held onto Yamcha a little tighter, "This is great! Hehehe!"

"Hold still!" Yamcha struggled, doing his best not to drop her as all of them hovered nearby, watching as King Cold and this mysterious stranger landed on a large rock not to far away.

The giant purple skinned alien glared down the smaller man in front of him, the corners of his mouth twisting up unexpectedly before he broke the silence.

"Super Saiyan... I'm impressed... To encounter a fighter of your caliber is a rare occurrence indeed... But it does present quite an opportunity..." He continued, smirking deviously, as the Saiyan's expression never changed. "You see, I can appreciate a great talent such as yours... My eyes are not blinded by pride like my son's were... Join me and take Frieza's place at my side as the supreme ruler of the universe!"

"Not a chance."

Luna grinned, clasping her hands together in front of her chest as she breathed a sigh of relief, glad to hear that this unknown fighter wasn't going to side with someone as evil as Frieza's father. Piccolo glanced over at her, able to hear the conversation below them as well but unaware until now that they seemed to share that ability. His eyes flickered over to her ears, watching in amusement as they twitched occasionally while she continued to listen, too busy trying to eavesdrop to notice his staring.

"Now don't be too hasty..." King Cold said lowly, barring his teeth at the blonde man as he knew he had to find a way out of this. "Imagine... This, and every other world would be playthings for your amusement... Subject to your every whim..." He went on, pausing for a moment before grinning evilly.

"No...? Alright... But grant me this... Allow me to examine your sword... A weapon of such obvious quality practically begs to be admired..."

King Cold smirked as an ominous wind blew, ruffling the blonde man's golden locks as he continued to stare at him apathetically. "You have nothing to fear from me..." King Cold stated as innocently as he could, holding his hand's up in mock surrender as the fighter in front of him smirked while grabbing the handle of the sword on his back.

"So... You wanna see my sword, huh?" The blonde man said, a hint of suggestive amusement in his voice as the larger man in front of him frowned. He unsheathed the weapon, holding it at the ready for a moment before casually tossing the blade to his enemy. "Here, catch..."

King Cold grasped the sword in his large hand, squeezing the handle tightly as a wicked smile worked it's way across his features while he inspected the blade. "Yes indeed... Remarkable craftsmanship... And I have a hunch that you would have not defeated my son were it not for this sword..." He finished, glaring at the Saiyan viciously. "What do you say?"

"Believe what you want to."

"HA! Alright then, I will!" King Cold shouted, laughing as he took a few practice swings with the strange sword before gripping it tightly with both hands. "I say, that without this sword, YOU'RE NOTHING! THAT'S WHAT I BELIEVE!" He finished in a roar, swinging the blade down quickly with all his might as the man in front of him stopped the blade easily with his bare hand.

King Cold gasped in shock as a golden aura surrounded the warrior, forcing him to step back as the man in front of him moved forward, still holding onto his sword.

"So much for your theory..." He taunted, pushing the larger fighter back as he continued to struggle, never wanted to admit his loss. "You should know that a weapon doesn't make the man..." The Saiyan continued, smirking up at him before raising his free hand towards his enemy's chest.

"WAIT! YOU DIRTY LITTLE SAIYAN! ARGHHHH!"

King Cold screamed as a beam of energy ripped through one of his lungs, knocking him backwards as he crashed against the rocks behind him. He slid towards the ground, leaving a trail of blood where he fell as he gasped for air.

Everyone watched in shock, not believing that this guy was about to take out Frieza AND his father without either of them being able to lay a finger on him.

"First Frieza... Now him..." Krillin said, stating the obvious as that was all anyone could really do at the moment. "Woah, man..."

Who is this kid? Vegeta thought seriously, glaring down at the man who was watching King Cold writhe in pain while preparing to deliver the final blow.

"W-wait... Y-you can't... No..." King Cold begged, coughing up blood as he pleaded for his life. "I... I'm defenseless... P-please? I'm not bad... My-my son was evil... But not I... I, I wanted nothing but peace! I meant you no harm, I swear it!" King Cold finished in a panic, watching as the young fighter in front of him began to gather energy in his hand.

"I... I... It's the truth! NOOOOO!"

The Saiyan fired a huge beam down at him as he screamed in agony, vaporizing the entire area before turning his attention to Frieza's ship and repeating the process.

"Wow... Just like that and bam, they're gone!" Krillin stated, as everyone continued to stare down at the scene below them in shock.

"And it looks to me like this guy hasn't even come anywhere close to breaking a sweat!" Tien added, as Chiaotzu hovered around him nervously.

"No way..." Luna mumbled, watching as the mysterious fighter took a deep breath before breathing out as the golden aura around him disappeared, his hair changing from blonde to a lavender color much like her own.

"Yeah, well let's just hope he doesn't decide to come after us..." Krillin gulped, watching nervously as he sheathed his sword before glancing in their direction, making everyone a bit uncomfortable.

"I'm heading off to a place near here to meet Goku!" The lavender haired boy shouted, smiling innocently at all of them. "Would you guys like to come?"

Everyone made a sound of surprise, mumbling to themselves as Gohan tugged on Luna's sleeve.

"How weird..." He muttered, looking up at Luna and Piccolo, who just happened to be standing next to her. "How does he know about my father?"

Hmm... Alright, what's this guy up to? Piccolo thought suspiciously, not trusting this stranger for a second as he growled.

"Come on, it's this way!" The mysterious man shouted, pointing East before continuing, "Goku should be arriving there in a couple of hours!"

"What?!" Gohan gasped, unsure of whether or not he wanted to believe this strange man as everyone continued to stare.

I don't know who he is, but he's no Super Saiyan! Of that, I'm certain... Vegeta thought to himself, thinking about who this kid could possibly be. Kakarot and I are the only Saiyan's left... He can't be one of us... It's impossible!

Luna frowned, putting her hand on Gohan's shoulder reassuringly as she thought about what this stranger had to gain by lying to them.

Maybe Goku met him while he was training in space... Luna thought, thinking back on what he had said to King Cold earlier. If he's willing to stand up to monsters like Frieza and his father, then I trust him...

"Hey, follow me! Don't worry, I won't bite! This way!" He shouted, smirking before turning around and taking off.

"Well, I'm going for it!" Gohan said seriously, clenching his fists as he floated forward a bit, "He knows my dad!"

"Yeah, possibly..." Krillin said uncertainly, frowning the more he thought about it. "But how? We've known Goku his whole life!"

"I'm in... He seems pretty cool to me." Tien said as Luna nodded her head in agreement. "I say we go."

"I agree... Besides, he got rid of Frieza and King Cold! That makes him okay in my book..." Luna added as everyone had to admit she had a point.

"Well, I don't trust that guy..." Yamcha argued, "No way!"

"You don't trust me either!" Bulma said, looking up at Yamcha seriously as Luna giggled. "I say go."

"Definitely..." Vegeta agreed, smirking as he stared at the mysterious fighter's retreating form. "I've got to find out who he is..."

Gohan took off first, followed by Luna and Piccolo as Vegeta, Tien and Chaiotzu trailed behind them.

"You're all nuts!" Krillin shouted, sighing before racing after his friends along with Yamcha, Bulma and Puar, all of them knowing they couldn't just stay behind. I wonder if Goku really is coming back... He thought hesitantly, not wanting to trust this new fighter so quickly but secretly hoping he was right about his friend's return to Earth...