Goku and Zarbon stare deeply into each other’s firey eyes, with neither man backing off at all. They both have an intensive courage in their hearts, and know that their opponent will not give up, whatever the circumstances. Goku steps forward, his hair blowing in the wind. He is glowing in yellow aura, power bursting forth from every orifice of his body. With one final yell, Goku charges in to attack, taking Zarbon completely by surprise. The changeling watches helplessly, as Goku rapidly advances on him, and delivers a harsh, unforgiving fist into his face, sending him sprawling backwards. Goku then jumps backwards, kicking Zarbon in the chin as he does so, and knocking him to the floor. Goku lands soon after, in a perfect stance, not even a bead of sweat lost. Zarbon looks, exasperated at the warriors strength. He sees blood drip onto his boot, and notices that it is green. A sudden stinging pain comes over his nose, as the pain begins to kick in. Blood then pours from it, like a waterfall, streaming down in huge loads. Zarbon realizes that his nose has been broken, and is irate. Goku calmly watches, in his usual fighting stance - Half crouched with his arms ready to block and counter if the need arises.

“You stupid monkey! You’re going to pay for that!”

“You seem to be all words, let’s see you put them into motion…if you’ve got the guts.”

“Damn you!” Zarbon yelled, before quickly building up a small energy ball in his hand, and lifting it high above his head. It glows brightly, crackling with electrical energy, and bulging, eventually sprouting into two semi-circles. Zarbon grins, then throws the energy balls at Goku, with them soaring right at him. He holds up his arms to block it, without any sign of worry on his face. Zarbon then lifts his arm, making the energy balls rise. He watches as they get to a great height, shielded by the suns rays. The changeling then slams his arms down, causing the energy to be thrown down to the ground in an upsurge of violent power. Goku stands motionless, not caring about how angry Zarbon is becoming. The attack crashes onto Goku’s head, as he stands calmly. A huge explosion ensues, ripping trees out of the ground, demolishing their roots, with even Zarbon having to cover his face with his arms. Mounds of dust, dirt and stone hail down upon the landscape, leaving a huge cloud of thick smoke, impossible to see through. The smoke slowly clears as a bitter wind blows by. The sky becomes a pitch black, with lightning raining down upon the battlefield. A silhouette begins to appear through the smoke, as Goku stands there, emotionless, not even emitting a single movement. A sly grin slides across Zarbon’s face, as he assumes that it’s over. Never assume anything. Although his clothes have been torn to shreds, and his skin has been ripped, burnt, and bruised, the Saiyan still stands tall. His face is bent over, looking towards the ground. Zarbon begins laughing manically, but he is suddenly silenced as Goku looks up at him. Lost for words, the changeling backs off, slowly moving away, almost completely paralysed with fear. Goku then reveals the full extent of the injuries to his face. Blood trickles from his lip, and his eye is completely bloodshot. A deep cut runs along his cheek, beaming with bright red flesh, infected by the smoke and stones. Goku is obviously in a lot of pain, but he manages to hide it well. Zarbon is terrified as he watches Goku wipe the cut on his lip with the back of his hand. After a short while of doing this, Goku starts to advance on his opponent, stepping gracefully, almost bouncing as his foot touches the ground. An deep fury fires up in his cold, heartless eyes. Thinking fast, Zarbon quickly roars out with a mixture of anger and pain, and starts to grow slightly. He transforms into some sort of beast, hideously ugly, a new aggression, and calmness suddenly about him. His muscles swell to an enormous size, as he is now about twice Goku’s size. He grins, and makes a cutting motion across his neck. Still though, Goku continues to advance, not even hesitating upon the transformation.

“Just so you know, this form doesn’t just make me look more intimidating, it also increases my strength” Zarbon boasted.

“So? Even if it made you twice as strong I could still beat you easily. In fact, even if you were a hundred times stronger, you’d still be no match for me. I haven’t even begun to use the full extent of my power!” Goku replied confidently.

“Maybe you could become slightly stronger, maybe 2, 3, 5 times at the most, but I have improved no end, and you will see that as I crush you easily weasel!”

“We’ll see. We’ll see.”

“Yes, we will, now prepare to die monkey! You have agitated me long enough!” Zarbon roared as he flew in with impressive speed, and held back his fist, ready to punch a hole right through Goku. The Saiyan doesn’t move at all though, and stands there, awaiting the attack. Mere fractions of a second before Zarbon can make any sort of contact with Goku, his fist is caught, with on hand. The changeling can’t believe that anyone could be so fast as to get their arm up with such swiftness, but Goku has managed it. He begins to tighten his grip, crushing the clenched fists of his enemy. Zarbon pleads for forgiveness, begging for mercy, asking to be let off.

“Please! Let go! I’ll leave this place and never return! I’m sorry! Let me live! Please, I beg of you! Show mercy!” Zarbon screamed agonizingly. Goku’s compassionate heart starts to kick in, making him loosen his grip just slightly, but enough for Zarbon to capitalize. The changeling jerks his fist away from Goku’s formerly rigid grip, then buries it deep into the Saiyans gut. Goku’s eyes narrow, his pupils almost disappear, and he begins to desperately gasp for air. The calm coolness has gone, and a state of panic has hit in. Zarbon is laughing, standing proudly over Goku, trying to look intimidating.

“You fool! I was insincere in that apology! I say sorry to no one! I am Zarbon, supreme, and rightful ruler of the galaxy! The strongest warrior in the world! And you…a mere Saiyan… a sympathetic Saiyan. That’s a first! Well, you’re kindness shall be your undoing!” Zarbon laughed, as he raised one arm, with a clenched fist. Goku continues clutching his stomach in agony. He falls to one knee, pain overcoming all other emotions, controlling his face, as he squints hard, gritting his teeth, trying to take the horrific agony. He looks up to Zarbon, his eyes swelling, almost asking for mercy. Zarbon answers this by spitting in the Saiyans face, thinking it hilarious. Goku wipes the mucus from his face, then his eyes suddenly become huge, and he emits a large load of blood from his mouth. It pours out, staining the ground with the casualty of a brave warrior. It seems as though it is all over for Goku, as his face hits the floor. Zarbon laughs, then brings down his fist, aiming for Goku’s face. The Saiyan looks on helplessly, ready to accept death. The fist closes in, and Goku shuts his eyes. A few seconds later, Goku still isn’t dead. He opens one of his eyes, as it hurts him to do so, and he sees a human hand in front of his face, shaking wildly. Goku helplessly stares up at the arm, tracing it along for the source. At the top of the arm is a shoulder, with a red training uniform draped over it, not too different to Goku’s. The Saiyan continues to pan his eyes up the figure, and sees a bald head.

“Krillen!” he said excitedly.

“I’m here for you bro. Now get up and help me up!” Krillen answered, with a beaming smile. Goku strains to get up, but does so in the end, one half of his body hanging limply, as he struggles to stay on his feet. His vision has been impaired by the pain, as he sees double of Zarbon. Krillen is pushed backwards onto the floor by Zarbon’s overwhelming strength. The little man slides along, skimming across the ground, before doing a backflip, and landing on his feet. He looks up to Zarbon, cruel intent in his heart, ready to cause suffering to him. Zarbon relaxes a bit, and begins laughing.

“Two weaklings to defeat, add to my accomplishments. I’ll give you both one chance to join me in a rebellion against Frieza before I finish you off.” Silence. “So be it. Prepare to die!”

“Krillen! Go! Leave now! He’s too powerful for you! I appreciate you being here, but you wont be able to do much to help, and he’ll probably destroy you easily!” Goku pleaded.

“I’m not leaving you bro! Look at you, you  can hardly stand on your own accord!” Krillen said sympathetically.

“Well? You going to fight or not you fools? A battered monkey and a bald-headed goon. What fun!” Zarbon laughed.

“Add a Namek to that equation!” said a deep voice, seemingly evil, and chilling.

“Yeah, and another Saiyan!” said someone else, from the same general direction as the Namek. The Saiyans voice was slightly high pitched, like that of a small child. Zarbon turns round swiftly to see a tall, young Namek, and a short boy, obviously cared for too much by an overprotective mother, because of his hair gelled down like a nerds.

“Piccolo! Gohan!” Krillen shouted excitedly.

“You two look like you could use some help” Piccolo smirked.

“This guys strong, be careful Piccolo. He’s already got Goku hurt bad.” Krillen said, in a concerned manor.”

“His weakness lies in his speed!” Goku shouted. “He may be strong and powerful, but he has sacrificed his speed to get there”

“Thanks Goku, that’ll come in useful” Piccolo commented. “Now come on Zarbon, lets go help them out.”

“What? Four-on-one? That’s hardly fair is it?” Zarbon said weakly. “At least have the guts to fight me one-on-one.” There is a short pause after this while everyone decides on what they will do. Zarbon takes this opportunity, and fires a penetrating ball of intensive energy straight at Krillen’s chest, hitting him directly. The explosion rebounded and spread, hitting everyone, knocking them all to the ground.

“Oh sorry, I thought we had started already” Zarbon laughed, sadistically, manically, evilly. Krillen lies on the floor, smoke rising from his chest. He is barely hanging on to his life. Gohan and Goku were also hurt by the blast, as they were knocked backwards, with Gohan injuring his shoulder badly, and Goku becoming even more roughed up. Neither can get back to their feet, leaving Piccolo alone to fight Zarbon.

“Looks like it is just us two then Namek” Zarbon observed.

“It seems that your intelligence matches your cowardice then. Attacking from behind is the worse thing that anyone could ever do you coward! Now I will avenge them! But not here…follow me to a suitable fighting place. There is no sense in these people getting injured any worse.” Piccolo responded.

“Lead the way Namek”  Zarbon said calmly, as Piccolo flies off. He pursues, staying only a few metres away. Piccolo seems to evaporate all of a sudden, and Zarbon knows that he has landed. He then drops down from the sky, setting down on the floor. Hills litter the landscape, with thriving trees, and prosperous plants. The fight is soon to begin. Can Piccolo avenge Goku? Can he do what the Saiyan did? Will he become another victim to Zarbon’s trickery?