I wish I owned DBZ, but I don't. I own DVD's and tapes, but it just isn't the same. Nor do I own any legal imprinting of whatever theme I'm using, such as a crossover with another anime, movie or TV series. Did I think it up? Yes. Was I the first to think it up? Probably not, but I digress. I also don't own the rights to any of the music pieces you see selected, just the merchandise, such a shame. The artists that created them are geniuses and we all must bow to them.

First things first, if you haven't read a word of this story, STOP HERE. Proceed back to Saga 1 and start there, you can reach it through the profile page. Then hit Sagas 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 and 7 in that order before coming back to this one. You WILL be incredibly lost if you do not read everything beforehand at least once. You do not have to read the Lost Chapters beforehand, but it helps. And if you didn't like this story previously, well you're missing out. If on the off chance you didn't like it, why are you back? Just press the X and get it over with. But if you're only here to crap on it and everyone else's day, then just save me, the fans, and yourself some trouble and move on! Seriously, the negative opinions won't be missed or even noticed. Now if you are here because you do like this story, then by all means, start scrolling.

DBV Saga 8: Axis of Evil

Theme: "Nightmare" by Avenged Sevenfold

Well, I see some of you have come back for more, what a surprise. This is the saga I've been waiting to write for a long time, mostly because it will be one of the most action packed and compelling one to date, or will it? Honestly that's probably up to you to determine. So many things have changed since I first began planning for it, most of which occurred while I was starting to write number 7. I think they were good changes though to be honest, so bear with it. The most notable one involved Verto losing his expanded abilities that I spent so much time building up. It was for the best as I felt he was starting to get a little overpowered, okay a lot. I fully realize that some of you agreed with that, and some didn't. There was not a barrage of flames or suggestions that spurned that either, I had that planned for awhile. Will things remain that way? Well you'll just have to find out. As for the saga you're about to read, this begins almost a full year later with the exception of a flashback or two. Why did I name it 'Axis of Evil', well you probably know why, but if you don't, you're about to find out. As always you're encouraged to sign in on your reviews if you want a response to it. I don't do in-chapter answers. Also as always, WDG is here to help me edit. Upload times will vary a lot until I have this saga finished, enjoy.

I think you all know the drill when it comes to the communication, but here it is anyway:

"Blah blah blah" - Regular communication.

"Blah blah blah blah" – Telepathic or from an outside source such as a TV or radio.

Blah blah blah blah blah – Mostly personal thoughts.

Prologue: Wheelo's Revival

In the frigid wastelands of the north, a large vehicle plowed through the deep snow. It resembled a truck with a crane attached to its middle, but it was larger than the average tank. Snowflakes flew wildly around it, but were only illuminated by the headlights. The driver jerked the wheel slightly with one arm to avoid a boulder, narrowly doing so. He was an aging man with a cane and a robotic arm that wasn't quite complete and was missing the whole hand as it hung out of his lab coat for all to see. The extreme cold environment didn't seem to bother him either, but that was to be expected since he was no longer completely human, if at all.

"Damn, where is he?" Doctor Kochin rasped as he tried to see through the blizzard. On the console of his vehicle, a large red guidance arrow pointed straight ahead to some sort of pinging signal, but it didn't indicate how far away it was.

"The first thing I should do is improve our GPS system. These out-dated relics are nothing but junk!" Kochin exclaimed to himself. Within another minute, Kochin's vehicle grazed a large chunk of metal, causing him to lose control. He slammed on the brakes and slid sideways a little, pushing the metal piece when his truck's rear end collided with it.

His red arrow suddenly changed to a large dot, causing him to smile, "I've found him!" Kochin scrambled out into the blizzard and examined what he had hit. It was a huge robotic arm, but it was broken off from the main body it had belonged to. Kochin looked over the metal arm carefully, taking note of the amount of damage that had been done on both ends.

"This must be the result of a battle between Doctor Wheelo and one or more of the Saiyans. A shame that the Mark Five wasn't fully ready in time, I would've liked to see its full potential matched against the strength of the Saiyans. Although, even at eighty-five percent power, it should have prevailed. No matter, I must find the headpiece!" Kochin declared. He took about three steps forward and suddenly fell through the snow. There was almost a fifty foot drop through just frigid air before he landed on another pile of snow. He stumbled out and was silently thankful for his hardened cyborg body before he looked around. It was a partial cave that had formed from both the heavy snow and the huge robot buried beneath it.

"Doctor Wheelo!" Kochin called out happily. Kochin made his way to the side of the head, opening a panel on its side. It was dark inside, but Kochin pressed a few buttons and a small console screen lit up. Kochin brushed off some of the frost as a number displayed and flashed in red.

"Life support is down to only four percent?! Fortune favors you Doctor Wheelo! Another day and I would've been too late! Now, let's get you back to the lab to recover!"

Several days later, Doctor Wheelo awoke inside his robotic body, vaguely aware of how it felt and worked. His optic sensors functioned enough for him to realize that he was in one of his underground laboratories, but he wasn't sure which one. When he attempted to move, his body didn't budge an inch. He quickly realized that it had been encased in a very large wall. There was only one that could have done this, and Wheelo spotted him working on a broken control panel.

"Kochin, what has happened?"

Kochin was a bit startled by the sudden awareness of his partner, "Ah, awake at last! I found you in the deep snow about one hundred kilometers from this location. You had only a day's worth of life support remaining. Why were you unable to escape the cold?"

"I was forced to power down after my battle with Vegeta, otherwise this shell would've self destructed. The remaining power reserves weren't enough to start up again after suffering too much damage. Even so, why did it take you so long to find me? My tracking device should have been active from day one!" Wheelo shouted, his voice booming in the cave.

"My apologies sir, but I am Kochin Five. The computer here received the information that our South City lab had been destroyed. Kochin Three's memory backup was slow to upload into my systems and I was not complete yet upon activation. That was two months ago, was this lab to be scuttled sir?" Kochin asked.

Wheelo paused for a moment, "It was, but no longer. I take it that Kochin Three and Four have been destroyed?"

"I'm afraid so about Kochin Three. I'm not sure about Kochin Four sir, but there has been no contact with our North City station for many months. I, Kochin Five, will strive to serve you better," Kochin claimed as he bowed.

"And I'm sure you will. Our North City facility was destroyed by the Saiyans. This may be our last operational laboratory and we are to keep it secret at any cost," Wheelo said sternly.

"Yes sir. What are your orders? Shall I begin reconstructing your body?" Kochin asked.

"This ugly shell is detestable, but it will have to do until we can find a better solution," Wheelo said in disgust.

"I understand sir, are we going ahead with further human testing of Chemical Z?"

"No, that will not do. Our results in South City were far too unstable and only created monsters. By now, the Saiyans have likely eliminated or at least quarantined my remaining samples. I believe our answer is in robotics," Wheelo stated.

Kochin's eyes lit up with a hint of delight, "Ah, you would like to further our research of improving the effects of cybernetics? To what end sir?"

Wheelo's robotic red eye turned slightly, "To the only logical end. It's the only way to take back this planet and keep it out of alien hands. Even if that means we have to make uneasy decisions to reach that goal. This will require a lot of time and effort on your part Kochin. I recommend activating a few more of your copies. We will then create an avatar for me to assist you with and to further our plans."

"Excellent suggestion sir, I will begin immediately!" A loud alarm sounded suddenly, lighting the room with red briefly before it faded aside from the console nearest Kochin.

"What is it?" Wheelo asked.

Kochin looked at his console display, "It is a transmission from deep space sir. From the alien Frost, ruler of the Kold Empire."

"I see, perhaps he is finally ready to join forces. His timing could have been better, put him through," Wheelo ordered.

"Yes sir, it will take a moment as the communication relays are still not entirely functional," Kochin said. He then crawled into the underside of his control panel and started to pull and reconnect a mesh of unorganized wires. A large video screen slowly moved down in front of Wheelo's huge robotic head, showering it with sparks that flew off. Kochin's panel also sparked with potential problems as he dug around underneath it. Static filled the screen for about ten seconds before Kochin crawled out and literally kicked the panel. The screen cleared up immediately, revealing Frost in his fourth form. Wheelo first noticed the mechanical eye before anything else.

"Doctor, it's been too long. I thought for sure that the Saiyans would have eliminated you by now. It seems I was not the only one who needed to be rebuilt. Although in your case, you've clearly gone overboard. Perhaps I should consider myself lucky," Frost said with a chuckle.

If Wheelo could have scowled he would have, "It wasn't my intention, but circumstances forced me into this situation. What is it you want?"

Frost grinned, "Straight to the point? Have I called at a bad time?"

"Let's just say that I'm in no position to move against air, never mind our mutual enemies," Wheelo stated simply.

Frost looked amused, "Well you can relax doctor, I don't require you to attack them at this time. It looks like you're already bearing the fruits of that action. In fact I don't want you to just yet. My forces are spread very thin and I'll need at least a standard year to be ready to take Earth. My lovely new ally has already scouted the Earth and says that our best move until that time is to disrupt the peace, not invade, until the humans themselves are with us."

"That is an excellent plan Lord Frost, and I have my own theories as to how we can accomplish that. My advanced technology will go a long way to further that goal," Wheelo said.

"Ahem, sorry to interrupt you doctor, Lord Frost, but I have some discouraging input on the power of the Saiyans. They recently faced an extremely powerful foe, one that should have wiped them out easily, and were able to conquer that foe. They used some sort of combination technique that somehow combined two of them into one, creating a more powerful entity than the two separated," Kochin explained.

Frost's eyes narrowed, "This must be the Fusion technique I've heard of from our new ally. According to my source, it was developed by the inhabitants of Planet Metamor. It is a problem, but I think we can work around that issue. As I understand it, the technique also has its drawbacks and if it can be disrupted when they attempt it, it can not only fail, but they'll be helpless. It also only lasts for about thirty minutes at most and they will require a full hour to be able to use it again. Fear not doctor, our new ally has supplied me with the details regarding that troublesome ability."

Wheelo's eye turned, "I must ask, who is this new ally you speak of?"

Frost grinned again, "Oh I think you know her already." Frost pulled back from the screen and a busty, scantily clad half-Saiyan with violet hair stepped into view. If Wheelo's armor could have changed colors, it would've been pale.

"You?!"

"Why hello doctor, I see you survived our last meeting," Kaon said slyly.

"Frost, do you realize what kind of monster she is?!" Wheelo shouted. Frost closed his eyes, keeping a tight smirk on his face.

"Of course he knows that dear doctor. Be glad that you two are not my enemies, otherwise you'd all be ashes," Kaon claimed with a smirk.

"Not that it would be much different that my current state. You're the reason I am in this shell. I kidnapped the girl and expected a brainless body I could exploit. Instead I found a demonic sociopath lying in wait," Wheelo grumbled.

Kaon posed slightly by bending forward enough that her chest took up most of the screen, "Why doctor you flatter me. Do you like what you see?"

Wheelo wished he could have closed his mechanical eye, "I think I'd rather vomit."

Kaon frowned and stood up straight, "Well I guess it's too bad you're not man enough for even that now."

"The cradle robber speaks," Wheelo said aloud, pulling a shocked gasp from Kaon.

"Do you need me to return and finish the job doctor? I promise you that Hell will seem inviting compared to what I will do," Kaon said with a hint of anger.

Frost chuckled, "Now now, no need to start insulting each other already. We have too much to do and no time for this nonsense. You can relax doctor, the demon is on a leash and won't make a move unless we are all in agreement."

Kaon's eyes shifted in Frost's direction for a brief moment before turning back to Wheelo, "Anyways, you have a good plan doctor, but I wish to tweak it just a bit. You see, humans are very gullible creatures and we can make them do our bidding over time, if it is done correctly."

Wheelo felt taken aback, "But I haven't even told you the specifics yet, how could you…"

"How could I possibly know? I read your mind last time we met and you were already considering such things due to your failure with the Overmind's essence. A foolish thing to do by the way, but that creature is no more thankfully."

Wheelo felt a rush of annoyance, "What do you propose?"

Kaon's grin widened, "Like I said, there's a few tweaks I'd like to make to your plan. We will work in conjunction and your plans will help bring us a new ally that is waiting for us."

From the side, Kochin's eyes lit up, "New ally? Do you mean the humans we wish to turn to our side?"

Kaon shrugged, "Well, they are part of this too. No, our new ally is quite powerful and will be able to help to neutralize our foes. But we need to wake him up first. Thankfully the key to doing that is already on Earth, listen carefully…"