RISE OF THE SAIYANS

By: Cephius

A DRAGONBALL Z fanfic

Chapter 3

	As the sun rose over the mountains surrounding the valley, Tomo watched as the clouds nearest the run turn from the golden orange at sunrise to their normal white color.  He had finished his stretches and exercises just as the sun began to rise.  If was a beautiful sight to behold.  He had not seen a sunrise like this in a long time.  But, he had to focus on what he was going to do next.  He knew that if he attempted to power up during the night, everyone around would be able to see it.  He figured it waa best to wait. . .until after sunrise.  When the sun finally cleared, Tomo quickly powered up to super saiyan.  He began his training like he had every morning for the last three months, sending punches and kicks in front of him, warming up his muscles.

	'It feels good to be out here,' he tought to himself as he continued punching and kicking, evey once in a while, side-stepping as if avoiding an attack.  With no one else around to distract him, he began to power up further, letting the energy slowly increase as he continued the training.  As the energy passed his old limit, the rush of power that was stage two ran through his body, through every muscle, through every pore of his body.  He liked the feeling of power.  He loved the feeling of being strong.  He enjoyed the feeling of invincibility it gave him.  But he quickly dropped those thoughts because he knew that if he let those feelings control him, he would lose.  His training thoughout the years had taught him that much.

	He paused for a second as his senses kicked in, alerting him that someone was in the area.  He concentrated for a second, the grinned as he realized that the power signatures were Talia and his mother.  They were watching from the hill over to the east.  They had been doing this for the last week.  He wasn't sure why they wanted to watch, but he didn't let it bother him.  He continued his attacks and defense movements as if he were fighting someone.

"He's so fast," Talia said to her mother as they watched Tomo.

"I know.  As the power increases, so does the speed and strength.  That is how saiyans have always been."

"But I thought the legend was only one super saiyan every thousand years," she asked.

"That is what the legend says, but it seems that there can be more than one super saiyan at a time," her mother answered.

"But he says he's gone beyond super saiyan."

"I did not know there was another level, but his power is beyond anything I have ever encountered.  It seems that when he lost his girlfriend, the pain of her death and the anger at himself pushed his power level beyond anything he done before."

	They paused as an explosion rocked the valley floor.  He had started the next part of his training.  He experimented with his new powers, learning what he could do and what he couldn't.  They had seen him able to control the direction of the his energy attacks.  They had watched him launch an attack and had it fire back at him, letting him practice dodging the attacks, or knocking them away as if they were a fly.  They had even seen him take a direct hit from one of his attacks, but, once the smoke cleared, he was untouched.  This time, as he finished this part of the training, he did something that he hadn't done before.  He stopped and stood straight and his two fingers nearest his thumb on his right, placed them on his forehead.  For a moment, he just stood there, then vanished.  His mother looked around and tried to sense him, but couldn't.  He had simply vanished.  But, as she was about to get up, she sensed him.  Right behind them.

	"Hi," was all he said.  It was enough to have them both jump up in surprise.

	The two females turned to look at Tomo, who was standing there with a smirk on his face.

	"Don't do that," Talia said.  "You nearly scared me to death."

	"Well, I had to see if it worked.  And since the two of you were nearby, I figured it was better to try it on you two then someone else."

	His mother just shook her head at him.  His sister, on the other hand, leaped up at him, slamming him into the ground.  It didn't hurt him at all, but he knew he deserved it.  His sister punched him in the chest repeatedly, telling him that if he ever did that again, she would do terrible things to him.  He simply grinned at her, knowing she didn't mean it.

	Ever since that night when he came home and broke down, they had gotten along really well.  They shared their pains and joys with one another.  It was amazing how quickly they became so close.  But Tomo knew what she had gone through, and there was a common bond to work with.  And the rest just fell into place.

	He decided to change the situation and quickly rolled over, pinning her below.

	"Why you . . .," his sister started, but could not finish because Tomo had started to tickle her.  She tried to fight the giggling and tried to tell him to stop, but he kept tickling her, which made her want to laugh.  Eventually, she broke out in laughter, not able to fight it anymore.

	He kept it up for a few more seconds, then stood up, helping his little sister up.

	"That wasn't fair," she said as she brushed herself off.

	Tomo just shrugged his shoulders.  Her response was to punch him in the arm.  He just smiled at her.  That caused her to punch him again, then she took off running back towards the village.

	"Can't catch me," she yelled out as she ran away.

	"Wanna bet," he yelled back at her.

	He was about to take off after her, but the small wristband on his right hand beeped.  He looked down and hit one of the bottoms on it.  A holographic viewscreen popped up above the wristband, which has some message on it.

	"What is it son," his mother asked.

	"It is what I feared," he told her as he closed down the viewscreen.  "Have you ever heard of Midras IV?"

	"Yes.  It was once a colony world of the saiyan empire that declared it's independance from it."

	"All that live on that world now are those that either have no home because it was taken from them, or those that are not wanted."

	"I recall that," she said.

	"Well, there are quite a few half-saiyans on that planet.  I was worried that some organization that hates saiyans would try and take them out.  Luckily, that has not been the case. . . until now."

	"What do you mean?"

	"It seems, mother, that an organization has stepped in to try and remove all saiyans from existance, but they have left the half-breeds alone.  That is, until they discovered that there are full-blooded saiyans on that planet."

	His mother stood silently.

	"But you knew that they were there, didn't you."

	She looked up at his, a bit shocked.

	"What do you mean, Tomo.  How would I know if . . ."

	"Please mother.  Now is not the time.  It seems that Queen Cabria had sent some of the islanders to that planet in secret because she knew that something bad was going to happen.  It seems that the queen had the ability to see visions."

	'How does he know this,' she thought to herself.

	"It also seems that the queen had a unique ability to heal others.  It is said that no other saiyan had that power.  That is, all but you."

	She debated what she was about to say next.

	"You are correct, my son.  I was Queen Cabria."

	"I know.  I ran into an old friend of yours.  His name was Letule."

	"General Letule is still alive," she asked.

	He shook his head yes.

	"I didn't know.  He was one of the family's best supporters.  And a friend of your father's and mine."

	"I wondered why he suddenly hugged me for no apparent reason.  Oh and he says . . .wait a minute.  Oh yeah, 'Tell her majesty that this old dog is still kickin'.'"

	She smirked at the remark.

	"Good old Letule.  He's a good man."

	"I know.  He's the one that got me into the Galactic Army."

	"I see.  He still supports the family, even if we are not there to support him.  Very dedicated man.  It will be good to see him again."

	"Who do you think keeps me updated?"

	She just stared at him in amazement.  He had grown so much in the last eight years.  He was intelligent, wise, had a great sense of humor, and was very dedicated to helping others.  She was so proud of him.

	"You okay, mother," Tomo asked, a bit puzzled.

	"Huh?  Oh, I'm fine.  It's just that you look so much like your father."

	"That is was Major Letule said, except that I had your eyes and looks."

	Another smirk crossed her face as she remembered the comment he told her husband that one day, when he told the general they were planning on having children.

	"Something funny, mother?"

	"General Letule once told your father that he hoped that when he had kids that they would act just like him and that he hoped that they would get their looks from me."

	"He told father that," Tomo said, a bit surprised.

	"They were good friends back then.  We were all good friends back then."

	Tomo's wristband beeped again and he brought up the holographic viewscreen once again.  As he viewed the screen, a worried look crossed his face.

	"Tomo?"

	"Well, the good news is that Major Letule has been assigned to help protect the colony, as well as Alpha Team."

	"I've heard of them.  They are the best of the best.  They were lead by a Captain . . .wait a minute.  Vegitt.  Vegita.  That's our last name.  What was the first name of that captain?"

	"Tomo," he replied.

	"You!?  You are Captain Vegitt?!"

	"The one and the same."

	"Something wrong, mother," Talia asked as she came back to them.

	"No.  Nothing is wrong.  It seems that your dear brother has been hard at work for the last eight years."

	She glanced at him.

	"There is some bad news.  It seems that the organization I was talking about, is sending a huge part of their fleet there.  Even with alpha team and Major Letule's troops, they won't be able to withstand the assault."

	"And you are going to help them," his mother finished his thought.

	"Yes.  They need my help.  They are my comrades.  My friends."

	"I understand.  I hope that they could use a couple of extra medics."

	"I cannot let you go, mother.  It is too dangerous for. . ."

	He looked at his mother and instantly recognized the look.  It was the same look she got when she had made up her mind.  It was the look that let you know that the discussion was over.  There was no negotiations.

	"I don't suppose I can convince you otherwise," Tomo asked.

	Her mother just stared at him.  He looked down at Talia for help, but it seemed that she too had made up her mind.

	"Didn't think so.  Alright.  Gather up your things.  We are going to go to do what I've been doing for the last eight years.  We are going to save a world."