11 Emperor

Vegeta crash-landed onto the blue-grass of Namek. His pod was steaming before it acclimated to Namek's cooler air. The latch opened with a hiss, and Vegeta stepped out. He observed his surroundings.

'Keh, I seem to have landed near a Frieza outpost. This confirms the freak is on this lowly planet.'

He was brought out of his musings by the sound of two boots hitting the ground. Vegeta turned and saw an unwelcome sight. It was Cui, his superior in the P.T.O. He had always bragged about his "high" power level, but Vegeta would upturn that notion.

"Well, if it isn't Vegeta", his frog-like face sneered, "I heard you lost to some weaklings on earth. You must be even more monkey garbage than I thought. Really? To lose to power levels of a thousand? Eh but it is expected, you are Saiyan trash."

Vegeta gritted his teeth. "If you fought them, you wouldn't even be alive!"

An unpleasant look crossed over Cui's face.

"How dare you!", he screamed and charged at Vegeta. He smirked and vanished. He appeared underneath Cui and landed a vicious uppercut in his abdomen. Cui's back stretched out, as the outline of Vegeta's fist formed. He wheezed.

"H-how, you're s-supposed to have a power level of 18,000?!"

"Check again."

Vegeta launched him into the sky and made a shooting symbol with his hand. A light ball of ki shot out of his hand and made a hole in Cui's stomach. His scouter flashed with numbers.

"1-19,000, 20,000, 21,000, 22,000. 23,000, 24,000, what the hell! 25,0-"

With a bang, and a purple explosion, Cui exploded and bits and pieces of him flew down. Vegeta grinned. He then went to the nearest Namekian village.

....

After flying for a while, Krillin found a suitable cave for Bulma to hide in for the time being. When they got inside, Bulma threw a capsule, and a pink house reminiscent of Roshi's appeared inside the cave. Bulma gave them the dragon radar and went inside. After hiding the cave's entrance with rocks and trees, they flew off.

Krillin suggested they go to the area with two dragon balls to see who was collecting them. Gohan agreed. They flew across the planet and reached a burning village. They saw three Namekians, and adult and two children. The adult one was holding a huge dragon ball. They were confronted by three men.

One was tall and had green skin with dark spots on them. He had an effeminate face with luscious sea blue hair. He had an impressive musculature and was wearing the standard P.T.O. top armor, with black spandex shorts. A scouter was on his face. His name was Zarbon.

The other had pink rough skin and a bulbous body. A scouter was on his face. His ugly features were increased by the sick smile on his face. His face and body were fatty, and he was wearing the same things that Zarbon was. His name was Dodoria.

The last being was peculiar. He was wearing the same armor and shorts, but smaller. He was barely 4 feet and 3 inches in height and his head was large compared to the rest of his body. His features were aristocratic and his head had two black horns sprouting out of it. A scouter was on his face. His body color was a mix of purple's pinks and whites, all separated by black lines. He was seated in a large comfortable floating chair, and his tail was hanging out of the seat. He was the self-proclaimed emperor of the universe, Lord Frieza. With a shrill voice, he spoke.

"Now, this doesn't have to be hard. You... Namekians was it? Yes, you Namekians can just hand over the dragon ball and we'll just be on our merry way."

The adult Namek spoke, "What are your intentions with our sacred orbs!"

"Oh, nothing special just immortality."

"Than never!!"

Frieza sighed mockingly, "Oh well, the hard way it is then! Dodoria!"

"Yes, sire."

Dodoria blitzed off and attacked the Namekians, but before he could he was stopped by a kick to the face. It sent him back, but with no real damage. Three young and fit Namekians were in front of the adult and his children.

"Stay back, Elder Moori, we will deal with these filth's.", he said.

Dodoria looked bored and just shot out three powerful ki waves at them, incinerating them.

'Shit', Moori thought to himself. Then he noticed the Scouters. 'Those machines must be how they sense our sacred orbs! I must destroy them!'

With a speed that surpassed his age, he shot three pi-point ki blasts at their Scouters. They blew up in a cloud of smoke making the men flinch. With rage on his face, Frieza made a signal to Zarbon. Nodding, he vanished and reappeared in front of Moori. Zarbon snapped his neck and then shot a ki blast at the youngest child, burning him alive. All that was left was the older child, shaking in fear and horror.

...

Krillin and Gohan watched with horror. Krillin was angry but stayed calm to get the element of surprise. Gohan, on the other hand, was shaking in rage, and his power spiked. He blasted off tearing the ground around him. Krillin slapped himself on the face and followed him.

Zarbon was about to kill the Namekian child before Gohan roundhouse kicked him into a house, breaking its structure. Krillin appeared behind him and snatched up the lone dragon ball and the child. He and Gohan blasted out of the area.

"Dodoria?", Frieza said with a sickeningly sweet voice.

"Yes my lord.", Dodoria stated nervously.

"Why in the hell are you still standing here." Frieza tilted his head slowly in Dodoria's direction.

"Um, well, you see..."

"GET MOVING YOU FAT BASTARD!!", Frieza shrieked.

Sweating, Dodoria just nodded and chased after Gohan and Krillin. Frieza looked on with a deep-seated frown on his face.

'Who were they?', he thought to himself.

Breaking out of the structure with a snarl, Zarbon readied himself to blast after Dodoria.

"Zarbon, halt!"

Stopping in his tracks, Zarbon gave a questioning look to the dictator.

"Let Dodoria handle the pests, I'm sure even he could handle them. No... I want you to investigate something else. My scouter has been alerting me for the past hour to spikes in power levels in that direction, do you have any idea who it could be?", Frieza asked rhetorically.

"Vegeta", Zarbon spat out the name.

"Precisely, go bring him to me. We'll have a.... chat. Don't rough him up too badly."

Zarbon nodded and blasted away.