Disclaimer: Once, life was beautiful. I was living the perfect life, and I could stand to be around all people.

But that was before I found out that I did not own Dragon Ball Z or any of it's characters.

Namekian plains

Two space pods crashed onto the barren surface. One, a small, spherical ship that could only hold one person. The other, a spikey podular contraption, of Namekian make. Two pods, from two opposite ends of the galaxy. Three people, with the same mission, yet their motives could not be more different. But, in the end, it all comes down to the same thing:

Collect the Dragon Balls before the other.

Freeza's ship

Freeza paced the floor of his ship, as he had been for the last 10 minutes. He was angered by his loss of direction as to where the last Dragon Ball was. He was angry with the Saiyan brat who had destroyed his men, and his chair. And, he was upset with the ineptitude of his troops.

It all comes down to anger.

"Call in the troops." ordered Freeza to Zarbon. Zarbon issued the command immediately, and it would be a few minutes before they would all fall in.

He had become so upset that he had decided to call in the Ginyu force, but they were on another mission. It would be at least a week before they would be able to reach the planet.

The troops came in and lined up by rank. It had been a few hours since the Saiyan brat had escaped.

"You," Freeza stated, pointing a finger at a scaley looking alien, "I put you in charge of finding the Saiyan over 12 hours ago."

"Y-yes, b-b-but sir-"

"Yet you have brought me nothing!" Freeza said.

"Sir, i-it's a rather large planet! I need more time to search!"

"Really, well, isn't that nice." said Freeza, "Well, time is one thing that you don't have." He raised a finger. The creature oened his mouth to say something, probably to beg.

The words never left his mouth.

Freeza left his hand in the air for a moment before pointing at another creature, "You," he said, "come here." The purple slug-like creature fearfully stumbled forward.

"Congratulations," Freeza said, "You've just been promoted."

Cave, Namekian Northern region

Silently, a young Saiyan awoke.

Saiyan. He wasn't even sure if he could call himself that anymore. He had fled from a battle, abandoned his pride. If he had been a ytrue Saiyan, he would have stayed, fought, and died.

He streatched out on the floor of the cavern, staring at the ceiling, and tracing the movements of Freeza's men. They all soomed so hopeless, franticly going about, searching every nook an cranny of the planet for a boy that could easily kill them on sight.

He stared, contemplating his next move. The way it seemed, this was just like a game of chess. Gohan against Freeza. And he had lost most of his pieces.

He came to his conclusion. He was completely outclassed. Training was necessary. For that, all scouters must be destroyed.

As gohan was thinking here, he suddenly jerked bolt upright. A new power was on the planet. And it was clashing with a high power almost it's equal. But Gohan recognized one power.

Vegeta.

And, although he hated to admit it, he needed the prince's help.

Namek plains

"Getting tired, Zarbon?!" Vegeta shouted as he ducked a roundhouse kick. He had only just touched down on the planet, and this blue pretty boy, along with a green alien, had located him immediately. The green creature was dead within seconds, of course, but Zarbon was another story. Quickly, Vegeta deflected an orange energy blast and redirected it at a mountain, where the explosion rang in his ears. He punched the creature's cheek, and Zarbon responded with a hook. Vegeta kicked, and zarbon shot energy blasts., which vegeta redirected. The two were toying with each other.

Soon, Vegeta grew bored with this, and grabbed Zarbon by the arms. he threw him to the ground, and charged a large blue blast.

"Die!" he shouted, releasing his attack. As soon as it left his fingertips, he knew something was amiss. Thhe bblast hit it's target, but he actually sensed Zarbon's energy rise. Being new at sensing powers, vegeta just thought that it was a lapse in his skill. As he turned, however, something grabbed his arm. He looked and found a monrterous face, snarling at him.

A face with Zarbn's hair.

All the while, Gohan watched, waiting for his chance to step in.

A large purple ball formed in his hand. Aimed straight for Zarbon.