Dr. Brief and his wife sat on the shore, the waves creeping up to meet their feet as the tide came rolling in. With the girls gone and the boys off looking for them, they really didn't have much to do. The car had been destroyed, and the good Doctor hadn't thought to bring a spare capsule. He was kicking himself for thinking that going on vacation would be a safe, fun venture. Nothing that included Vegeta was ever safe in his mind. But he was now relying on the violent, egotistical Saiyan to rescue his own daughter.

"You know, dear, Vegeta and Bulma make a wonderful couple." The Mrs. spoke with slight happiness in her voice.

"What makes you say that? Vegeta's insane! I'm amazed he agreed to come along on this trip. He's never up for anything we'd consider fun."

"Yes, I know. But he and Bulma seem like they were made for each other!"

"How do you mean?"

"Oh, come on now, dear. Can't you see it? They're both as stubborn as mules. They both have short tempers and even shorter attention spans. It's like they came from the same mold, really. A match made in space, if you want to look at it that way."

Dr. Brief hung his head and considered the notion. She did have a point. They were both rather pig headed, and they both had the shortest fuses he'd ever seen. "You're right, dear. Absolutely..." He never got to finish his sentance. He heard something in the distance, he lifted his head to the sky and opened his eyes. "Do you hear that, honey?"

"Hear what, dear?"

He scanned the skys carefully, and then he saw it. It was indeed a capsule car in flight mode. Immediately, he jumped up and began waving his arms frantically, trying to get the pilot's attention. As the car came closer, Mrs. Brief joined in, screaming at the top of her lungs. Their attempts died down when they realized that the car was in fact coming towards them, and when it finally landed on the beach, they were surprised to see Yajirobi climbing out of the driver's seat.

"I hear you guys need a ride back home." He said as he walked over towards them, his usual annoyed look gracing his pudgy visage.

"Yajirobi! How on Earth did you ever find us?" Mrs. Brief was beside herself with both joy and surprise.

"Oh, you know. I have a knack for these things. After all, I am a Z fighter. But actually, King Kai has been keeping tabs on what's happening here, and had Korin send me to pick you guys up. But there's one catch." He reached into his pocket and pulled out a capsule. He pushed the switch and tossed it nearby, and it exploded into yet another car. "You guys are on your own getting home. I have to deliver these Senzu Beans to Krillin, and as much as I hate to do it, Vegeta. I don't think he ever got over me cutting off his tail, so I'm really nervous. But it's the job I was handed."

"Thank you, Yajirobi. We'll be alright from here. We're just glad to be able to get out of here." Dr. Brief smiled and sighed in relief. He and his wife would finally be able to get off the island, and they didn't have to walk for hours to get to Aloha City. "Come on dear, we have to get packing."

"Right. And I've gotta find those two and get these Beans to them."

As he raced towards the battle, Vegeta's thoughts turned back to Bulma. Every moment they had ever spent together flew thorugh his mind, each one adding fuel to the fire that was already burning inside of him. These Amazons had taken her away from him, and this enraged him to no end. He'd finally found something - someone - that made him happy, and now it was gone. But it wasn't gone for good. He still had a chance to take back that wich gave him the only emotion he'd never felt before coming to Earth: Joy.

'I will find you, Amazons. And when I do,' he thought to himself, 'I'm going to crush you under my boots. You dared take away something very precious to me, and for that, you will face my wrath...'

"Hey, Vegeta! They're right over that next ridge! Get ready, cause there are alot of powers over there, and they're all sky high!" Krillin shouted to his unlikely partner.

"I'm always ready, baldie. Just stay out of my way and I'll take care of these Amazon pests. Then we can retrieve our women and go the hell home."

They crossed the ridge and saw the battle raging on a plateau below them. They landed some distance away and looked the situation over.

"I knew I felt something else. They've got some little aliens doing the fighting for them. Kinda like those Saiba Men you had when you first came to Earth." Krillin watched as the little creatures fought with the three Saiyans, matching them blow for blow and using their numbers to gain the upper hand.

"Those ARE Saiba Men, you idiot. But they look differant. Probably from the dimensional differances. But still, if these fighters are truely Saiyans, then they'd have no trouble defeating the little monsters. They must have been genetically engineered by the Amazons and made stronger, but they still should be able to destroy the Saiba Men with ease. I'm starting to doubt that they're Saiyans at all." Vegeta scoweled with disgust. These three, if they were in fact of his blood, should have been able to dispatch the creatures handily. He took it as an insult to the once proud Saiyan race he had decended from.

On the battle field, the Saiyans had managed to regroup and get a break from the onslaught of the genetic nightmares they were fighting. Accross the plateau, the Saiba Men also regrouped, standing in front of their master, each grinning sadistically.

"What's the matter, Saiyan scum? Can't handle my little friends? Awww, what a pity. And after all this time with you chasing us, you'ld figure it'd be more entertaining. It just goes to show what weaklings you monkeys really are." The Amazon stood, laughing at the warriors as they caught their breath.

"There's one thing you forgot, slimeball." Rico managed a smile between the deep breaths he was taking. "We're not ordinary Saiyans."

"What do you mean? You're crossbred freaks or something?"

"No. Worse." With that, he stood in his ready position, gathering energy. The Amazon looked on with interest, eager to see what the Saiyan had in store. "We're much more than just monkeys. Our bloodlines are directly descended from Brolli. We've transcended the Saiyan Elite class, and now you and your little friends are about to taste a power not felt since his time."

Randall and Ry fell into place behind their leader, and each took their ready positions. The energy they were gathering made the Earth shake beneath their feet. In an instant, their Kis exploded in brilliant flashes, and they began screaming at the tops of their lungs. After a moment, a golden aura began to surround each of them."

Vegeta looked on in horror. "What? You're kidding! Them too? Impossible, even if they are from another dimension! They can't be..." He knew exactly what he was witnessing. It was the same thing he'd seen the future boy do, as well as Kakkarot. They were becoming...

In an explosion of pure power, the Saiyan's hair turned golden, their eyes aqua, and their Kis a bright yellow. They had transformed into Super Saiyans. Their power levels, from what Vegeta and Krillin could tell, weren't that high, yet there they stood in Super Saiyan mode.

"What the hell? What kind of monsters are you? What, you can dye your hair at will?"

"Didn't you ever hear the story of Brolli, Amazon?" Ry smiled as he spoke. "Brolli was the legendary Super Saiyan 3000 years ago. The one who couldn't control his immense power and ultimately destroyed himself. But in those 3000 years, we've had more than enough time to harness and control that power. And now, we're going to show you what the true potential of the Saiyan race is. Do your little buddies still want to dance?"

"Impossible!" The Saiyans heard someone scream, and turned to see Vegeta and Krillin coming up to them, and in a hurry. Vegeta, ever the egotistical warrior, continued screaming at them. "There's no way in hell that you three can be Super Saiyans! You have to have the blood of the Royal Family in order to make that transformation. I have no clue how Kakkarot and that damned future kid did it, but I should be able to as well. I don't care what kind of dimension you're from. There's no way! No way at all!"

"Vegeta! Your timing couldn't be better," Randall called out. "We could use a hand here."

"I'm not helping anyone. I'm here to fight on my terms, so shut up and destroy these things. If you were true Saiyans, let alone Super Saiyans, you would have destroyed these pathetic creatures long ago!"

Rico looked over at Vegeta, sweating. 'It has to be him,' he thought. 'It has to be... My...' He never got to finish his thought as the Super Saiba Men charged at them all, ready to fight. "Here they come, boys. Let's clean house!" With that order, the 5 allies lept into action.

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