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Yamcha looked intensely at the artificial moon, all he needed to do was hit it and they will win.

A smile formed on Yamcha's face, as his finger tilted and the spirit ball shot up.

'We won-'

*Whoooom*

Energy ball hit energy ball, and a large sphere of pure white energy formed in the sky.

Nappa snapped his head towards the sky, so did the z fighters.

But it wasn't the z fighters or Yamcha who were celebrating, it was Nappa.

"Shit..!"

Cursed Yamcha, as his eyed turned towards the spot his attack was blocked from.

"Vegeta.."

Sweating profusely, Yamcha backed away, he totally forgot Vegeta, and he paid the price.

As soon as his spirit ball was about to hit the artificial moon, Vegeta deflected the thing with his a well timed Ki blast.

Now he was one option down, and managed to piss off two very strong Saiyans.

Giving Yamcha not a second look, Vegeta looked towards Nappa with a frown.

"Nappa, pay attention to your surroundings, you almost lost the moon just now."

Nappa scrunched up his face even as an Oozaru, he was almost tricked, and Vegeta had to take charge.

Vegeta would not like this, he never wanted to do anything which he considered low grunt work.

"S-Sorry Vegeta, I'll take care of them immediately."

Vegeta snorted, he was getting more and more tired of Nappa, he had already decided, as long as he gets his immortality, he will kill him.

He doesn't need losers like Raditz and Nappa to do what he wanted, he was more than enough to kill Freeza himself.

For he was the prince, an elite Saiyan, no lower class warrior can be better than him, ever.

Nappa didn't know that he was sentenced to death by Vegeta by now, and still dutifully continued to do his job.

"Sorry fellas, play times over."

Looking at the crushed Krillin in his hands, Nappa smirked and took a throwing stance.

His aim was Yamcha, who had his eyes widen and that was the extent of time he got before Krillin came flying towards him.

"Aaagh!"

Credit where it's due, Yamcha managed the catch Krillin in his chest, even if the force sent both of them flying back.

"And now for the final touches."

Opening his maw, a mouth blast formed inside with a red glow, signifying the surge of energy growing within.

"Grrraaah!"

When Yamcha managed to open his eyes and stabilize the panting Krillin, both their visions were painted red.

Looking infront, the colour drained from the duo's faces, all they could see was a red beam of energy coming straight for them.

They didn't have enough time to get out of the way, from sheer instinct Yamcha tried to protect both using his guard.

But both knew they weren't gonna make it, the beaten down Chiaotzu and the single concious Tien tried their best to move, but they couldn't.

This was it, their death was here.

*Swish*

*Bam!*

But a sudden green flicker rushed before Krillin and Yamcha, and the same green legs kicked the incoming blast.

"Haaah!"

Deflecting it with some effort, the green figure took his leg back, his white cloak fluttered and he touched down.

"Piccolo..!"

Krillin's voice broke the silence and the z fighters finally breathed a sigh of relief, soon they found another ki signature rush towards them.

"Mr piccolo!"

Turning towards the small figure rushing towards the battlefield, Krillin once again exclaimed.

"Gohan! Oh man."

Krillin knew stuff just got a lot more complicated, not only because piccolo was untrustworthy, but because Gohan was here.

And Gohan was a Saiyan, with a Saiyan tail and there is a moon right there, if by any chance Gohan transforms too, they were dead.

"Yamcha senzu bean, it's in the bag."

Whispered Krillin, he had to get back in full strength, of they risk dying from friendly fire.

Nappa and Vegeta also gazed at the new arrivals with interest, specifically at Gohan.

"A Saiyan child? Is he Kakarot's? And what's this, a Namekian is here as well."

"This planet sure has many species despite being so weak."

Nappa grumbled, although he was quite mad at his inability to kill the two guys yet again, but frankly, he was a tiny bit happy seeing a Saiyan child once again.

It reminded him of the old days, when planet Vegeta was still around, back then so many Saiyan kids were trained by him, but it's been years since he saw one.

All would be happy, if not for one fact, looking at Gohan, Nappa growled, trying to intimidate him, and see what he was made of.

"You brat!"

"Eeeh..!!"

But Nappa was very disappointed, this Saiyan brat! He was such a coward.

'What a shitty attitude, that is no way for a Saiyan to behave.'

Nappa was not happy at all, he will try and push the kid, he will try and teach him his to unearth his Saiyan instincts, but he if this trembling fool continued being such a mess.

'There is no need for such a half breed to exist, he will only make the Saiyan name worse.'

Nappa decided, he will play the enemy to the kid, everyone else was free game, but unless the kid refused to learn Nappa will try and make him learn.

And what better way than to kill these trash to make this little guy angry, Nappa was an old trainer, he was well aware Saiyan's like this kid unearthed their potential only in extreme anger.

Usually cowards like this kid were the ones to get killed first, but Nappa will make an exception this time, unless he did that, this kid won't survive a single second.

"Is everyone here? Anyone else remaining? Good, now all of you can die!"

*Booom*

Piccolo's eyes shrunk, he quickly shifted his body but his left side was caught by the Oozaru's tail, tearing him apart.

"Gaagh!!"

"Mr piccolo?!?"

Unlike canon, right now Piccolo was one of the weakest ones here, he was the only who trained alone and didn't have the time chamber to back him up.

He was stuck at 3500, his full power in canon timeline, so while that was nothing to scoff at, he was absolutely trash compared to 40000.

"No! Mr Piccolo!"

"Go-Gohan..! Get away!"

And he was suffering for that, as he was now covered in green blood, missing his left side and Nappa was coming for the trembling Gohan.