Chapter Two

   Once, this planet had been peaceful. And then the tyrant 
known as Freezer came looking for the dragonballs, and life 
eternal. Son Gokou had stopped him, and the peace returned.
   Now, however, peace was a word long forgotten by the 
inhabitants of Namek-sei. Those who were not dead had 
been enslaved by one of their own.
   Inside the black fortress, the eight figures kneeling to 
Uminium stood, loosing the long brown cloaks that hide their 
bodies. They looked like something from the reign of King 
Cold, and in some ways they were. All were dressed in some 
form of the armor Cold and his bastard son favored.
   "My chosen elite. Yes," Uminium cooed as he stood, his old 
bones creaking with the movement. "Know you why you have 
been summoned?"
   A figure whose face was swathed in bandages stood, his 
dull ebony eyes glowing in the artificial light.	
   "You called us here," the bandaged man spoke, low and 
harsh, "to prevent the Saiya-jin Prince Vegeta and Kakarotto 
from gathering the dragonballs."
   Uminium grimaced. "Yes. Stop them no matter what the cost. 
But, should you encounter a little Saiya-jin girl, bring her to 
me. Alive." The figures mumbled a bit until Uminium cleared his 
throat. "Are there any problems with my orders?" The figures 
shook their heads at once. "Good."



   "Uminium," Vegeta snorted as he crossed his arms over his 
chest. "What kind of name is that…" Vegeta stopped, and 
stared straight into Gokou's pale face. "What's wrong?"
   "C'mon, Ksullom," Gokou smiled as he scooped up the small 
Namek-sejin, "we're gonna take you someplace, ne?"
   "Would you mind telling me what you're so worried about, 
Bakkayarou?"
   "It can wait until were back on the ship…"
   "Tch. Bakka." Silently, Vegeta placed his hand on Gokou's 
shoulder an instant before they vanished.

   They reappeared in the lowest cargo hold of the ship.
   "Now, explain what's going on, Kakarotto."
   "Ksullom…" Gokou began as he set the small Namek-sejin 
down, "you did say Uminium, right?"
   "Yes," was the boy's only response.
   "Ne… things are about to get bad, Vegeta…" Gokou thought 
to the shorter Saiya-jin. "Rai Kaiou-shin warned me about this
guy… he told me he was worse than Buu…"
   "Worse than Buu..?"

   Suddenly, the ship rocked and lurched, throwing Gokou, 
Vegeta and Ksullom to the floor.
   "What the hell was that?!?" Vegeta snarled as he hauled 
himself to his feet. Gokou was already standing.
   "That was a ki attack… it was hidden until the instant before 
it hit…"
   Another blast hit the ship, once again causing it to rock and 
sway.
   "We've got to get to the bridge!" Vegeta snarled as he tried 
to push past Gokou. "Kakarotto! Bakka!" 
   Calmly, Gokou grabbed Vegeta's shoulder and transported 
them to the bridge.


   "We're loosing altitude, Bulma-sama," the person at the helm 
shrieked as she frantically tried to steer the ship.
   Bulma grunted something inaudible as she climbed the stairs 
to her platform. 
   Another blast hit the ship, knocking her from the stairs.
   Luckily, Vegeta caught her. He floated her up to the 
platform and sat her down in her seat.
   "Engine room! Get all working engines on line! Emergency 
power," she shouted as she frantically typed a few commands 
on her keypad. "Helm, go help in the engine room, I'm taking 
the controls."
   "Hai!" The woman at the helm responded as she jumped up 
and left the bridge.
   "Son-kuh… do you know what's happening," Bulma asked as 
another blast rocked the ship.
   "We're being attacked." Vegeta responded. 

   Suddenly, the video screen blinked to life showing the 
chaotic engine room.
   "Bulma-sama! Engines 2 and 3 have exploded… we don't 
have enough power too…" Another explosion filled the screen, 
followed by the worker's scream. The screen went black.
   "Shit," Bulma spat. "All crew! Prepare for crash landing! 
Engine room! If you can hear me, eject all fuel now!!"


   Gokou and Vegeta exchanged glances, and with that, 
disappeared.

   They reappeared directly below the ship. Quickly, they 
flew to either end and started pushing the great hulk back up. \
Another kikou ha flew right past Gokou's head.
   "Gaaa! That was close! Vegeta, I'll take care of the ship… 
you get the guy's who's attacking it!"
   "Tch." Vegeta responded as he flew past Gokou, golden 
energy cascading around him.
   "Thank you, Vegeta! Now…." With a vicious scream, Gokou 
pushed himself into Super Saiya-jin 3.

   It didn't take long for Vegeta to find the source of the 
attacks. It was a figure swathed in bandages, wearing the
same type of armor he used to wear. Upon spotting Vegeta,
he quickly fired off three more blasts and rushed up to meet 
him.
   "Prince Vegeta, I presume," the bandaged warrior said with
mock respect.
   "Tch," Vegeta replied as he flew towards the other warrior, 
who zanzokened behind him. "Well, at least you appear to know 
how to fight.." Vegeta said as he turned to face his opponent. 
A vicious smile twisted his mouth. "Let's see if you really can…"
   Vegeta pounced, slamming his charged fist right into his 
opponent's armor chest. The bandaged warrior took the punch 
right in the chest, but didn't move. Instead, he slammed his 
fist into Vegeta's nose, knocking the Saiya-jin back.
   "Heh," Vegeta smirked as he looked to the bandaged warrior. 
"You could prove to be a challenge… but I doubt it…"
   In response, the man slowly began peeling the bandages 
from his face.
   "So, you're Saiya-jin," Vegeta snorted as he crossed his 
arms. "One of the resurrected..
   "Not quiet, My Prince… you and Kakarotto aren't the only 
ones to survive the destruction of our home…" The Saiya-jin 
smirked as he prepared for battle. "I am Yasai, one of Uminium-
Sama's elite… my orders are to kill you."
   "Tch. Elite," Vegeta snorted before zanzokening behind 
Yasai and grabbing his hair. With a wicked smirk, Vegeta buried 
his hand into the base of Yasai's spine, making him yelp with 
pain. "And you call yourself elite? A newborn baby could beat 
you…
   "So you think, My Prince…." A sudden wind kicked up. Vegeta 
watched placidly as Yasai's hair stood up and turned golden. 
   "Tch. Super Saiya-jin… I didn't think a weakling like you 
could manage it…" Vegeta grunted as his released Yasai's hair. 
The Saiya-jin slowly turned around, and smirked at Vegeta.
   Yasai charged forward, and slammed into Vegeta, knocking 
the Saiya-jin Prince down to the ground. He hit hard and 
bounced, but landed on his feet. 
   Vegeta looked up, and wiped away a small trickle of blood 
as an evil grin played on his face. 
   "What are you grinning about," Yasai spat as he lowered to 
the ground. Vegeta couldn't help but chuckle.
   "You call that POWER?" His chuckle turned into an insane
laugh. "I'll show you POWER!" Vegeta widened his stance, and 
balled his fists as golden kick encircled him. Vegeta motioned 
Yasai to attack.
   "Impossible," Yasai roared as he sprung toward the Saiya-jin 
Prince.
   "Bakka," Vegeta hissed as Yasai rushed towards him. At the 
last possible instant, Vegeta zanzokened to one side and drove 
his elbow into Yasai's spine.
   Yasai hit the ground, a pool of crimson blood forming under 
him. His golden hair returned to it's normal black color before 
he died.
   Vegeta slipped from his stance, arms dropping limply at his 
sides as the sound of clapping filled the air. He turned to see 
a huge figure wrapped in a brown cloak. "Very nice… you 
disposed of that trash quiet nicely."
   A smirk twitched at the corner of Vegeta's mouth.
   "And who might you be? The second of this Uminium's so 
called 'Elite'," Vegeta's smirk widened to show teeth. "Are you 
on the same orders as that trash lying in his own blood over 
there?" 
   "Yes, but the orders can wait. I'm here to offer you a 
compromise, Vegeta, Prince of All Saiya-jin. I see you have no 
compunction about killing one of your own…"
   Vegeta spat. "One of my own? You mean that trash? He 
wasn't worthy of the title Saiya-jin."
   "Point taken… Will you hear what I have to say?"
   "Talk.."
   "You see.. Recently, we've had a bit of an… Monkey 
problem… A group of Saiya-jin My Lord Uminium so graciously 
returned to life decided to rebel and left the planet…" The 
figure paused, trying to gage the expression on Vegeta's 
blank face. "If you were to return the Saiya-jin Girl you have 
with you.. and agree to… shall we say… eliminate the rebel 
Saiya-jin… I would persuade Uminium to grant you the use of
the dragonballs…" The figure was cut off by a sudden harsh 
laugh.
   "You want me to kill my people for use of those silly orange 
balls? Trash is one thing, but the My entire race is another." 
Vegeta crossed his arms over his chest. "Bakka. My answer 
is no.. take that to yourmaster.
   "Have it your way, Vegeta, Prince of all Saiya-jin… that 
was your one change…" With that the figure disappeared.


   Red strobe lights lit the bridge, as the ground grew closer 
at a frightening rate. 
   "Engine Room! Engine Room respond!" No answer. 
"KUSOTARRE!" She stole a quick look at her instrument panel, 
noting the damaged areas. "Attention! Prepare to eject 
Hyperspace manifold!"
   She opened a box on her console, and pushed the glowing 
red button within. Nothing happened. Again and again she 
plunged the button, all with the same effect. She closed her 
eyes, and braced herself for the impending impact.

   Which never came.

   Cautiously, Bulma opened her eyes, and found her self 
looking upon a huge mountain on the view screen. 
   "… Are we dead?" Chichi asked as she opened a single eye. 
Bulma shook her head and smiled. 
   "Son-kuh and Vegeta did it… we're safe… What do you say 
we get out and look around?"