A/N: Sorry, everyone for the long wait. My laptop died and I had to go get it fixed. It's taken over a month for me to do it though, so I apologize for the delay.

Thanks to mysteryyoungster, Evil Kirby, Writer-person, and Nathan Milstein for their reviews. They were fully appreciated.

This story is drawing to a close. There may be a part 3, but I think I'm going to try to finish all of my other stories before I start on that. So, enjoy the last few chapters!

Chapter 15

With a roar of total shock and agony, Goku collapsed to his knees as waves of pain shot through his body, and his tail was left wriggling in Ryuso's hand. Then, with a large grin that revealed pointy canines, Ryuso opened his mouth, and bit off a large chunk of Goku's tail.

Vegeta and Gohan, who had just emerged from the rubble, stared in shock at the horrible sight. Goku laid sprawled on the floor with blood spurting from his short stump. It was a streaming rivulet that was only matched by the blood that dribbled down Ryuso's chin. As Ryuso swallowed the first mouthful, nothing seemed to happen. For a full twenty seconds, everyone just stared at Ryuso in stunned silence, and then as he swallowed the next section of tail, a strange look came over his face. Goku, who was slowly pushing himself to his feet, stopped halfway, transfixed at the sight in front of him. Ryuso opened his blood stained mouth, and a strange look of ecstasy crossed his features as he began to scream. His muscles seemed to swell, and a golden light surrounded him. His features that had seemed mature, softened, and the wrinkles around his eyes vanished as his face became younger. His lean frame suddenly seemed more robust and energy seemed to sparkle from his webbed fingertips. His spiky-white hair also seemed to crackle with excess energy. In an instant, all his wounds had healed themselves, and he stood before them stronger than ever.

"Rats," Gohan said, standing unsteadily on his feet. Facing a fresh opponent at this moment didn't seem like too smart of an idea.

Goku heaved himself the rest of the way to his feet, his blood at the end of his stump nearly clotted. His balance now felt off, but he quickly adjusted. He was back to the way he had been for most of his life. However, he felt much weaker, and he was fairly sure that beast form was now completely out of his reach. The loss of blood didn't help much either.

Kakarott wiped his forehead and sighed. They still outnumbered him, but in terms of strength, he was no longer sure they were ahead.

Ryuso put his head back and began to laugh. "I am all powerful," he gloried, "no one is strong enough to defeat me! How dare you fools even try. Now, I'll offer you the choice. Surrender now, or cease to exist."

Suldrera smirked and walked up to stand next to Ryuso. Goku's features were pale, but hard as a rock. He couldn't use instant transmission to get them out of there, and without his chi-sensing ability, he was nearly blind. Kakarott was injured, but still in fairly good shape. He hadn't been worn out too much by the Ylgu-gubs, and he was ready to rumble.

Ryuso had injured Gohan, but Gohan pushed himself firmly into the fighting position Piccolo had taught him and closed his fists. Vegeta, tired and sore, smirked arrogantly and folded his arms across his chest.

"Let's do this," Kakarott said, an arrogant smirk on his own face.

"Kill the women first," Suldrera cried, "then kill that arrogant Saiyan! I want my slaves back under my control!"

"Of course, Suldrera," Ryuso said, grinning at the tired individuals before him, "Whatever you want."

As Ryuso stepped forward, Bulma and Chichi ducked behind their husbands and the four Saiyans tensed in preparation. Then Kakarott's eyes widened, and he looked up at the ceiling in shock. Vegeta and Gohan's faces mirrored that same shock after a moment and they too glanced upward. Goku, who was still cut off from sensing chi, noticed their looks, but couldn't tell what they were looking at. He warily tried to keep Ryuso in sight.

"Who is that?" Gohan asked.

His question caught the attention of his father and Goku looked at him in confusion. In that instant, Ryuso attacked. He moved almost too quickly for the Saiyans to see, and darted toward Chichi and Bulma. Goku turned back just in time to see the movement, and he managed to plant himself in the way of Ryuso's strike.

As the fist slammed into Goku's face and sent him flying backward, the ceiling came crashing inward. Ryuso was unprepared as a figure slammed into him and sent him flying backward. He quickly sprang to his feet and looked with surprise at the newcomer.

With a smirk, the new arrival stood proudly, every fiber of his short, muscular frame gleaming with power. The young Prince Vegeta had arrived.

"Good thing I got here, Kakarrot," Prince Vegeta snorted. "Looks like you oafs were losing."

Vegeta stared in surprise at the younger version of himself, as did everyone else. However, Suldrera's eyes were flickering back and forth between Prince Vegeta and the Vegeta she had been fighting. Confusion filled her eyes briefly, but it was quickly followed by comprehension as she seemed to understand. Then her eyes flickered to Goku and Kakarott and her eyes widened. Her mouth formed a small "o" and a soft gasp escaped her lips. Ryuso for his part, simply smiled confidently. Power still filled his being, and he was not worried about the new arrival.

Prince Vegeta turned his attention to the strange spiky-haired man and the beautiful woman. "Don't you think it's about time the two of you ran for your lives?" he asked arrogantly.

Ryuso glared at the newcomer. "I'm not scared of you!" he cried angrily.

"Well, then," Prince Vegeta said, "how about them?" and with a wave of his arm he motioned to the ceiling. Wave after wave of Saiyans began to come through the hole in the roof. All were flowing with power and rejuvenation. Not to mention a good dose of anger.

"You see," Vegeta said, his mouth twisted in a traditional smirk, "my people found out that it was you that started the request for Saiyan tails, and they are not very happy. In fact, more than one of them used the terms disembowel and eviscerate." He paused and chuckled slowly as horror filled Suldrera's eyes. She clutched Ryuso arm as he looked at the gathering Saiyan army with anger and a small amount of fear. Goku, Gohan, Vegeta, and Kakarott looked in awe at their people. Pride filled them as they felt the immensity of power around them. The time in the fighting pits certainly hadn't hurt most of them. More than one tailless backside could be seen however.

"Fine," Ryuso said, "you win this time, but we'll be back and then you'll pay." His eyes met Goku's as he spoke, and Goku grinned painfully back at him.

"No you won't," young Prince Vegeta said, "this ends now." He motioned with his finger and the Saiyans rushed forward. Ryuso quickly picked up Suldrera and in a flash he was gone. He knew he could have taken any one of them on at his present power, but even he wouldn't chance the whole lot of them. However, that didn't mean he couldn't outrun them. He vanished out of sight and many Saiyans growled in regret.

Then, silence filled the building as the Saiyans turned to face Kakarott. Prince Vegeta and Kakarott looked solemnly at each other, and then grins broke out on the boy's faces. In an uncharacteristic show of emotion, the began laughing and tackled each other in a friendly hug. Vegeta looked startled at the younger version of himself, but Goku smiled happily. Gohan soon joined the other two boys in a mock wrestling match as the three friends were happily reunited.

Prince Vegeta suddenly seemed to remember where he was, and he quickly withdrew from the mock fight. He turned to look at Goku and suddenly noticed the older version of himself. Both Vegetas' eyes narrowed and they began to circle one another.

"Who is this?" the younger growled at Goku, keeping his eyes warily on the older version of himself.

Goku gestured to the older Vegeta and said, cheerfully, "Ask him yourself."

The young man's eyes instantly locked onto the older man's and he demanded in a voice fit for royalty, "Who are you!"

"Who are you?" the older Vegeta demanded back, just as arrogantly.

The Prince's eyes widened in outrage. "How dare you speak to me so! I am Prince Vegeta, son of King Vegeta. Now known as 'Deliverer of the Saiyans'. Hero to my people. Show the proper respect to your Prince, Saiyan!"

Vegeta's eyes grew wide in outrage and his short frame stiffened visibly as he stopped short in his circling of the young man before him. However, when he spoke it was in a low tone.

"My Prince?" he hissed dangerously, "MY prince? You DARE to speak so to me? Don't you know who I am, boy?" Prince Vegeta's eyes widened as well as the arrogant man continued.

"I was the second Saiyan to reach the exalted state of Super Saiyan. I was the Saiyan who would have defeated Freeza if Kakarott hadn't beaten me to it. I was instrumental in defeating Cell, a monster so powerful he makes Freeza and these bugs look like children. I have helped defeat Cooler and King Cold. Do you not know who I am?"

The young Prince Vegeta seemed confused, yet impressed. As Vegeta drew his older frame to his full height and began, "I am..."

A hand was suddenly slammed over his mouth and his eyes narrowed in anger as he glared at the blue-headed form of his wife. She met him glare for glare and then turned and sweetly smiled at the younger version of her husband.

"This is my husband. His name is...uh, Clyde! He was found drifting through space a long time ago having no memory of where he came from or what his name is. Some kindly wealthy people on our planet took him in and raised him. This is why he has such a big head. Don't be offended by his words. He and Goku met as they grew older and have fought many fights together. We heard Goku was in trouble and came to help him." She turned her face back to Vegeta and once again an icy glare was on her face. "Isn't that right, CLYDE?" She said, her sugary sweet voice clashing with her bitter glare. Vegeta's look slowly turned sullen and Bulma removed her hand from his mouth. Only then did Vegeta notice Goku's panicked look and the curious stares the other Saiyans were giving him.

Vegeta nodded curtly and sullenly, "Yes, woman. That is right."

Bulma smiled in triumph until one of the Saiyans spoke up and said, "But they look so much alike!"

Bulma's face lost its composure briefly until another Saiyan spoke up and suggested, "Maybe he's a long-lost son of King Vegeta!"

Voices began to rise in speculation and argument. The crisis averted, Goku turned to look at Chichi, only to be hit in the head by a frying pan!

Goku looked stunned for a moment, and baffled, asked, "Where on Earth did you get that?"

"Never you mind that!" screamed Chichi, "Do you have any idea what I've been through? You selfish jerk!" Then she began to chase Goku, swinging the frying pan violently.

Several of the Saiyan women laughed at the sight, and one asked, "Are you sure she isn't part-Saiyan too?"

Goku dodged the frying pan once more and then grasped Chichi by her arms. She struggled for a moment, and then relaxed, smiling happily into his face. "I missed you, Chichi," he whispered.

She smiled, nodding, and then said, her voice dropping to an even quieter whisper, "Goku, I have something to tell you."

"What is it, Chichi?" he asked looking slightly worried as an even bigger smile spread across her face.

"Goku," she said, leaning forward, "we're having a baby."

And with those words, the mightiest Saiyan warrior in the galaxy dropped to the floor in a dead faint.