The three Saiyan Warriors flew in the direction that Ry's scouter had told them the Amazons were coming from. As they flew, Ricardo was still lost in his thoughts. 'Was that him? Was it really Vegeta? He was killed when he was younger, but... that hair... The only Saiyan I ever knew with that hair was him. My...' His thoughts were interrupted when Randall called out.

"They're close, I can feel them now." The largest of the three sped ahead, and the other two picked up the pace to follow. "When I get my hands on these freaks, I'm gonna crush them into tiny pieces and ship them back to our dimension in cardboard boxes."

"Sounds like a good plan, Randall. But we have to defeat them first. We all know that they're strong enough to be a match for us. We're gonna have to use every trick in the book to beat these last three down." Ry had a concerned tone in his voice.

"Well, we'd better. Whatever they plan to do here, it can't be good at all. And if we don't stop them, both dimensions could be in for a world of trouble..."

Back at the camp site, Dr. Brief sat next to the twisted wreck that was once their hover car. He had tried to see what he could salvage, if anything, but hours of pondering, sifting through debris and a few headaches had produced nothing. "Well, kitty, looks like the car is a lost cause. Let's at least try to make the best of it and get something to eat, shall we?" The tiny kitten was perched on his
his head, its little paws and head peeking out from his messy grey hair. It meowed its reply, and the Doctor heard it's little stomach growl its approval as well. "I'll take that as a yes. Let's go see what my wife has to cook up."

They walked back over to the main camping hut, where Mrs. Brief stood outside, staring blankly at the cooking equipment. "Oh dear. How are we ever going to get through this?" She hadn't noticed her husband and his kitten walking up behind her. "Oh my, Bulma and Mizuki are missing, Vegeta and Krillin have disappeared after them, and we're stuck here with no hope of getting off the island anytime soon. Why does this kind of thing have to happen to us?" With that, she started
into yet another of her emotional outbursts, and broke out crying.

Dr. Brief walked up behind his wife and placed his hand on her shoulder. "There, there, honey. It'll be alright. The boys are bound and determined to find Bulma and Mizuki. They won't give up until they're back safe with us. If I know Vegeta, he won't stop until he makes things right in his own mind, and I have no doubt that means bringing Bulma back. And Krillin is a good fellow, and I'm sure he won't let any harm come to Mizuki, either. They'll get the job done."

"I hope you're right, dear." She turned to the Doctor, still sobbing, and threw her arms around him, burying her face in his shoulder."

"It'll be alright. By the grace of Kami, those boys will succeed." He hugged his wife and looked up to the sky in the direction Krillin and Vegeta had left in. In his mind, he spoke out to them. 'Please find the girls, you two. We're counting on you...'

Vegeta reluctantly finished his meal, which consisted of some kiwi-like fruit that Krillin had found. "My Kami, baldie. Where did you find this slop? These things taste aweful!" He quickly guzzled down some water to wash the taste out of his mouth.

"Stop complaining, would ya, Vegeta? It's all I could find that I was sure was edible. It's not like we have the time and luxury of flying to Aloha City and getting a decent meal. We have to find Mizuki and Bulma, that's our top priority."

"What, you think I've forgotten that already? The food isn't bad enough to make me lose sight of our mission. But you're absolutly sure that this is all you could find to eat? These things make my stomach feel like it's on a damned roller coaster."

"Yeah, mine too. But hey, it's better than eating tree bark or grubs or something. Kami knows we're not a Meerkat and a Warthog."

"A meerkat and a warthog? Where do you come up with this damned drivel, you baka?"

"It's a movie, Vegeta. Nevermind, it's not important. I hear it was a rip-off, anyway. But that's not the issue. Now that we've eaten, I think we should get back on the trail. Those Amazons aren't going to take a break, and we shouldn't hang out for very long. Otherwise, we're wasting valuable time. I've taken the liberty of packing up some of this fruit for us in case we have to eat again."

"Ugh. As much as I detest this crap, I suppose it's a good idea. You're not as stupid as I thought you were, shorty."

"Well, given the circumstances, I'll take that as a compliment. You sure do have a strange way of getting your point accross, Vegeta."

"Don't get too full of yourself. We have a job to do, and you're right. We should get going. I wonder if those other Saiyans have any leads."

"Do you think we should try to find them?"

"Not yet. I want to see what we can find on our own. Not to mention it serves the purpose of covering more ground if we stay seperated. Now, let's get on with this. We don't have much time."

"Now you're talking. Let's go." With that, the two Z Warriors took off in search of their loved ones.

"He's just over that hill, you guys. We've got him now." Randall called out to his partners as his scouter signaled the location of the Amazon. "Looks like he stopped to meet up with us. Be ready for anything."

The Saiyan Trio flew at top speed, chasing after their target. They'd been flying for over an hour, and now they were about to engage the enemy. Ricardo, however, didn't have his mind totally on the task at hand. He'd been going over the other Saiyan they had encountered. His thoughts drifted back to his time in his own dimension, when he had seen another Saiyan that looked just like this new one killed in a brutal Amazon attack. Though it had been nearly seven years since that day, the memory remained fresh in his mind.

"Hey, Rico, you with us man?" Ry looked back at their leader, a look of concern on his own face.

"Yeah, I'm with you. Let's get that bastard."

"Now that sounds more like you." He smiled and turned just in time to see over the final ridge. There, he caught sight of their prey. "There he is. Let's take that Amazon punk down, shall we?"

They descended down into the clearing where the Amazon stood alone, and landed softly, never taking their eyes off of him. A short staredown ensued, noone moved, and silence was the order of business. Finally, Ricardo spoke.

"Well well. Looks like we finally caught up to you. Where are your buddies?"

"Damn monkeys. Always interfering in our business. Don't you guys ever quit? Besides, like I'd tell you where they are, anyway. It's none of your damned beeswax. Why don't you just go back to our original dimension and crawl back into the hole you came out of?"

"Fat chance, you Amazon freak." Ry had the tone of determination in his voice. "I've been waiting a long time to get my hands on you, and I'm not backing off one bit. So why don't we just get down to the dirty work and save the words for later?"

"That's quite alright with me. Now, let's get this over with..." No sooner had he finished his sentance, then he launched himself toawrds the trio, ready to strike with all he had in him...

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