Krillin found it hard to keep up with the ultra fast Vegeta, but still managed to stick with him as they flew in the direction that the Saiyan had sensed the ki from. He was nearly sick with worry about Mizuki, and he figured that Vegeta was pretty upset as well. He had noticed that he and Bulma were getting rather close, but he dared not say anything about it.

"So, Vegeta, you sure you sensed them from this direction?"

"Shut up, baldie. Of course it was from this way. Do you take me for someone who follows wild geese?"

"Well, this isn't a wild goose chase, Vegeta. We've got to get to the girls, and fast. Who knows what the heck those things have planned for them."

"Grrrrr..." Vegeta powered up even more and rocketed ahead.

"Oh man, what a hot head." Krillin did his best to up his power level and continue after his enraged partner.

Meanwhile, back at camp, Dr. and Mrs. Brief stood in front of the smouldering rubble that was their car. Mrs. Brief was crying her eyes out, and the good Doctor was scratching his head, trying to think of what to do next.

"Oh my goodness, now we're stranded here on this island! It's miles to Aloha City, and I couldn't walk that far, it would just ruin my new shoes! Oh dear, what are we going to do? There's probably all sorts of wild animals out there! What if they want to eat us? What if they want to drag us off and use us for some strange animal kingdom sacrifice? What if..."

Dr. Brief just stood there, wide eyed. "Well, kitty, it looks like we have more than one problem to deal with. Not only is the car destroyed, but now it looks like my wife has gone on one of her worry fits. Oh well." He gave the kitty on his shoulder a pat on the head, and it meowed in agreement. The Doctor turned to see his wife freaking out, running this way and that, screaming her head off. He sighed. "Well, let's see if we can't get her to calm down first, then we'll see what we can do with the car, or at least what's left of it..."

After an hour of flying around the island, Vegeta and Krillin still haden't located the girls or their captors, and they touched down on a rocky outcropping to rest and rethink the situation.

"They're close. I can feel it." Vegeta was looking to the west, sensing the mysterious villians' ki.

"How can you be so sure, Vegeta? I can barely feel anything. Of course, I'm also picking up your energy signal, and you know it's way higher than my own. So to me, you're drowning everything else out." Krillin sat on a rather rounded stone, kicking at some gravel while the tried to figure things out.

"Don't you worry, baldie. It won't be much longer now. We're close..." Suddenly, his senses went wild, as did Krillin's.

"You don't know how right you are, Saiyan scumbag." The voice came from behind them, and startled both of the heroes.

They turned to see a huge figure standing behind them. He was built alot like some of the foes they had faced before. His green hair covered most of his chest, head, and waist areas, and he was wearing a Tarzan-like loin cloth.

"Alright. Now, just who the hell are you, and what have you done with our companions? You had better start talking, or I'll simply beat it out of you." Vegeta was deadly serious as he spoke. There was no more light emotion in his voice, it was all rage now.

Krillin just stood in shock at the size of the new enemy: three times taller than he himself was, and built like a brick wall. 'Oh man, this guy's huge! I don't know if even Vegeta can handle him!' His thoughts raced as he tried to fight back the fear he was feeling. He took his fighting stance and stared the huge creature down.

"Who I am isn't important, and what I've done with your little human girlfriends is of no concern to you, Saiyan. after I'm finished with you, you won't be able to even think for yourself, let alone do anything about it."

"Well that's where you're wrong, you overgrown hairball. Don't you know who you're dealing with? I am the Prince of all Saiyans, the strongest fighter in the universe. And you dare challange me? Fine. When I'm done rearranging that ugly face of yours, you can tell me everything you know, starting with what you've done with Bulma and Mizuki."

"Well, that all depends on if you can manage to even get at my 'ugly face', you little monkey. Now come on, and show me what you got. Or are you too cowardly like the rest of your race?"

"Cowardly? Saiyans are not cowardly. We're a proud race of warriors who do not back down from any challange. And I don't care how big you are or how tough you talk. You're about to get a dose of the kind of pain that only we 'monkeys' can deliver. Think you can handle it, fur face?"

"Not cowardly, eh? Then you should try and explain that to the rest of your 'proud race'."

"The rest of us? There are only three left, two if you don't count Kakkarot's brat, since he's half Saiyan and half human."

The creature's eyes widened. "What? Half Saiyan half human? Well, I see that you Saiyans here in this dimension have some brains."

"This dimension? What the hell are you talking about? You know what, forget I asked that. Now, are you going to keep on spewing nonsense, or are you going to fight me?" Vegeta took his fighting stance, and an evil smirk crossed his lips. "Now then. Shall we dance?"

The creature took his own fighting stance and smiled. "My pleasure." With that, he lunged at the Saiyan Prince, his huge fist curled and ready to strike. He flew towards Vegeta at an incredible speed, ready to lay waste to the Saiyan before him.

But Vegeta was ready. Just as the creature was about to make contact, he pulled off a spectacular balancing act. He swung his body down to one side to avoid the blow, and at the same time brought his knee right up into the overgrown opponent's chest. Flipping himself around and upright, he then dropped a double axe handle that would have made Macho Man Randy Savage proud down on the creature's back, slamming him to the ground.

The creature could only grunt as it tried to pick itself off of the ground, short of breath from the surprise attack by his Saiyan adversary. Coughing and wheezing, he managed to get to his feet and stare Vegeta down.

"Alright then. So, now that you've had your first taste, are you ready for more? Or are you going to just stand there trying to get your breath back?"

"You'll... pay for... that... Saiyan..."

"Oh will I now? Well, with you charging me like that, I guess I have no choice. Mind if I pay you in more pain?"

"Why you...!" He sprang towards Vegeta again, but the Saiyan was too fast. His kick was swatted aside, and he was nailed right in the mommy-daddy button. He howled in pain, singing soprano as he fell to the ground, clutching his crotch.

"Hmmph. Not much of a fighter now, are you? Sad, really. I was hoping that the... thing... who had enough balls to take away my companions would also have enough balls to give me something of a challenge. But I guess you don't have the balls after all. At least not now, anyway..."

Vegeta was caught off guard as the creature's leg came up to meet his chin, sending him flying, and he landed head first on the ground about 50 feet away. Despite landing on his head he was back up rather quickly, and wiped away a small trail of blood that had formed at the corner of his mouth.

"Well well. A lucky shot at best. Now, if you're quite finished with these little games, why don't you try fighting me head on. That is if you're confident enough to take on the strongest Saiyan in the universe."

The creature didn't speak another word. He flew at Vegeta head on, and within seconds they were trading blows, blocking and throwing punches in a flurry that defied all the known laws of speed and physics. It went on like that for the next few minutes. Each got in some choice shots, but neither scored a decisive blow.

Krillin watched in awe as the two fighters went at it tooth and nail. "Man, these guys sure are good, that's for sure. This guy's keeping up with Vegeta like it's noone's business. The only person I've seen do that is Goku." He tried to keep the warriors in sight as they darted accross the early morning sky. The sun still had yet to break the horizon, so there wasn't much light to see by.

Though there was a lack of light, Krillin caught something out of the corner of his eye. "What the heck?" He turned away from the battle to see three figures standing off to his left. They looked like they were wearing... "Saiyan Armor? Are those a bunch of Freiza's leftover flunkies? No, Trunks took care of those morons. Then who the heck are they?"

Vegeta and the creature landed hard onto the ground, each staring down the other, and both a bit out of breath from the fight. Neither had taken much damage.

"Hey Vegeta!" Krillin yelled.

"What is it, baldie? Can't you see I'm a bit busy over here?"

"Yeah, I know, but we've got company! 9 o'clock low!"

Vegeta looked in the direction Krillin had called out, and what he saw blew his mind. "What the hell?" They looked like... "They look like... but it can't be..."

The creature saw them, too. "So, you dirty monkey's followed us, huh? Great. That's all we need is you three freaks messing in our business."

The three new arrivals stood, staring at the creature. The tall, slender one steped forward and spoke. "Yeah, we followed you, you Amazon asshole. And we're gonna finishe you off, once and for all. I don't care what dimension I do it in, you're going down, and hard..."

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