Earth had grown… comfortable.
Too comfortable.
Bulma and Chi-Chi practically adopted Mia into their circle within weeks of the wedding.
Shopping trips.
Luxury capsule malls.
Tea overlooking West City skylines.
Chi-Chi, now comfortably wealthy after Goku sold his old Saiyan pod to Capsule Corp years ago, lived surprisingly well.
Bulma had turned Saiyan pod reverse-engineering into a multi-billion zeni space logistics branch.
Goku never cared about the money.
Chi-Chi absolutely did.
And Mia?
Mia quietly sold carefully selected alien tech stored aboard her patrol ship, non-military items only, energy stabilizers, nutrient replicators, medical diagnostic pads.
Bulma nearly fainted when she saw the blueprints.
"You're sitting on THIS and living in a forest?!"
Mia laughed.
"I didn't come to Earth to build an empire."
Within a year, Mia had discreet investments through Capsule Corp. Nothing flashy.
Just security.
Miru played with baby Gohan while their mothers talked for hours.
Chi-Chi adored Mia.
Bulma admired her calm elegance.
Earth began to feel… rooted.
Two months before Vegeta's arrival,
Kami summoned Goku and Dura to the Lookout.
The wind felt wrong.
"Someone strong approaches the earth ," Kami said gravely.
"Not one. Multiple."
Goku's smile sharpened.
Dura's expression hardened.
"Saiyans?" Goku asked.
Kami nodded slowly.
Dura closed his eyes and expands his ki sensing...
He felt it
Faint and still distant..
Goku turned immediately to Dura.
"Yo, can you train and Push me to get stronger, like seriously this time ."
Dura did not hesitate and agrees.
Training took place far from civilization.
Dura no longer held back to polite levels.
He suppressed to 10 million.
Goku now stood at 3.2 million.
The gap was still massive but that was the point.
Dura attacked without warning.
Goku was thrown through three mountains.
Broken ribs.
Collapsed lungs.
Near unconsciousness.
Senzu.
Again.
Again.
Again.
Zenkai stacking rapidly.
Goku's base rose within weeks:
3.2 million → 5 million → 6.4 million
But Dura wasn't training strength.
He was training emotional ignition.
He spoke during combat:
"Rage is not screaming."
"It is clarity sharpened."
One night
Dura briefly flared controlled Legendary energy again.
Golden-green lightning illuminated the sky.
Goku trembled.
For a split second,
His hair flickered lighter.
Then fell.
Not yet.
But close.
Two Months Later
A pod tore through Earth's atmosphere.
No attempt at concealment.
It slammed into wasteland desert.
The crater smoked.
Vegeta stepped out.
Armor pristine with his royal cape flowing.
Advance Scouter blinking.
Power level:
Vegeta: 42 million
Earth's air felt small beneath him.
Nappa contacted via scouter.
"Prince, I'm three days out."
"Turles says five months."
Vegeta smirked.
"Then I will soften the planet for harvesting "
Goku landed calmly before Vegeta.
Dura did not follow.
This was Goku's fight.
Vegeta scanned him using the more advanced scouter recently upgraded by the Frieza force science division...
"Power level… 7 million?"
He frowned.
"hmph... Impressive.... for a low class Saiyan."
Goku smiled.
"You talk a lot for short guy and you need to get that hairline checked ."
Vegeta attacked instantly after such an insult .
The clash cracked the desert basin.
Goku had grown.
But Vegeta was royalty.
Disciplined.
Ruthless.
Goku was driven into the ground repeatedly.
Forced to use Kaio-style energy compression bursts learnt early after Dura's spoke about the Kais and their techniques.
His power surged temporarily to 15 million.
Vegeta laughed.
"So you do have pride."
But Vegeta hadn't even used full power.
Far Away, Frieza Watches
Through Vegeta's scouter.
Frieza leaned back in his throne.
Cold smile spreading.
"So the Saiyans gather themselves."
He tapped the armrest smirk on his face.
"Begin phase one."
He did not go himself.
He sent hunters.
The sky split again.
Five pods.
Landing before Vegeta's battle concluded.
The desert became chaos.
Ginyu Force Power Levels:
Captain Ginyu: 120 million
Recoome: 65 million
Jeice: 58 million
Burter: 60 million
Guldo: 45 million
Vegeta's scouter crackled.
He turned slowly.
"…Frieza's trash ."
Goku felt it.
Dura felt it from miles away.
And so did the Z Fighters,
They arrived too late.
Tien arrived and attacked first.
Recoome intercepted.
Single punch.
Tien was blasted through a mesa, unconscious instantly.
Yamcha charged Jeice and Burter together.
He fought bravely.
Skillful.
But was Outmatched.
A synchronized energy blast buried him beneath molten sand.
Krillin froze under Guldo's psychic hold.
Piccolo arrived in a flash of green fury,
He clashed with Captain Ginyu directly.
Piccolo had grown.
His power: 18 million.
Impressive but not enough.
Ginyu struck him with a crushing elbow that sent him spiraling into a crater.
Unmoving.
Earth trembled
Vegeta roared.
"You dare interfere in MY conquest?!"
Ginyu smirked.
"Orders are orders."
Vegeta attacked Recoome.
The desert became a warzone.
Goku struggled back to his feet.
Breathing ragged.
This wasn't a Saiyan rivalry anymore.
A golden-green shockwave exploded across the battlefield.
Dura landed.
Aura restrained but terrifying.
His base now: 26 million
Controlled Legendary surge flickering beneath.
Ginyu's eyes narrowed.
"Ah… so you're the other anomaly."
Frieza watched intently.
Perfect.
Saiyans exhausting themselves against each other and his elites.
Exactly as planned.
When the dust settled—
Tien. Yamcha. Piccolo.
Alive.
But critically broken.
The Dragon Balls would be needed but they had just been used recently.
Kami, understood immediately.
The path was clear, the warriors must go to Namek, his home world..
...
Back on his flagship..
Frieza steepled his fingers.
"Let them gather hope."
"Let them chase resurrection."
He turned to a star map.
Namek glowed softly.
"That world will be their grave."
Earth had just entered its next saga.
Saiyans.
Emergency at Kami's Lookout
The sky above the Lookout is unnaturally still.
Below, Earth mourns.
Tien. Yamcha. Piccolo.
Dead.
The Ginyu Force stands laughing somewhere on the planet's surface while Vegeta, bloody, furious, breathing hard.
Kami gathers everyone.
Dura stands near the edge of the Lookout, wind tugging at his hair, aura restrained but heavy.
Mia holds Miru in her arms, her empathic senses trembling from the violence she felt across the planet.
Goku clenches his fists.
Krillin looks shaken.
Vegeta reluctantly followed the group for now as he crosses his arms but says nothing.
Kami speaks gravely:
"The Dragon Balls of Earth cannot be used right now as they are still cooling down And Frieza… is coming or potentially going to Namek."
Silence..
Another set of Dragon Balls.
Dura's eyes narrow.
"Then we go before Frieza does.. ."
The group agrees then Dura takes off straight to the ginyu force..
DURA VS THE GINYU FORCE
They find them in the wastelands.
Five energy signatures.
Five monsters.
Captain Ginyu smiles.
"Ahhh. The so called Saiyan elite finally arrives."
Before Dura could respond to Ginyu's words,Guldo freezes time instantly.
The world stops.
But Dura's eyes move.
Not fully.
But enough.
Legendary blood reacts instinctively.
His muscles twitch through frozen air.
Cracks form in the timestop field.
Guldo panics.
Time resumes
Dura is already in front of him.
One chop.
Guldo collapses unconscious, skull cracked but alive.
Dura does not kill him.
Burter & Jeice make their move,
They attack together.
Blue and red streaks.
Planet-cracking blows.
Shockwaves rip apart mountain ranges.
Dura stays in base form at first but channels enough legendary power to reinforce his body.
They are shocked.
Burter attempts a full-speed blitz,
Dura vanishes last second then, appears behind him.
Grabs his leg.
Slams him through three rock formations.
Jeice fires a full-powered Crusher Ball,
Dura tanks it.
Smoke clears.
Unharmed.
His aura flickers green for a second.
The ground trembles.
He knocks Jeice out with a single brutal gut punch.
Burter tries to rise
Dura plants a foot on his chest.
"Stay down or I'll kill you, you piece of shit ."
Recoome laughs and charges, Dura met him head on.
The two collide like planets clashing...
Punch for punch that rattled the air.
Shockwaves split clouds.
Recoome's raw durability is monstrous.
Dura smiles slightly.
Finally.
He lets a more controlled fraction of Legendary power leak.
Hair flickers.
Aura turns violent emerald.
Recoome's confident grin fades.
One uppercut and Racoome is sent
flying beyond the horizon.
Unconscious.
Captain Ginyu saw and watched his men get dismantle
Now serious.
Ginyu activates his full power.
The battlefield sinks under their combined pressure.
Vegeta watches in stunned silence.
Dura's base is already rivaling Ginyu.
But Ginyu is tactical.
Clever.
He attempts body change..
Dura senses it.
Mia screams through telepathic empathy:
"Dura... energy distortion behind you!"
He turns.
Catches Ginyu mid-gesture.
Slams him into the earth.
The crater sinks kilometers deep.
Dura stands over him.
Aura controlled.
Eyes cold.
He could kill him.
Instead..
He knocks Ginyu unconscious.
Vegeta steps forward, shocked.
"You spared them."
Dura replies:
"Frieza is the real enemy."
Back at Capsule Corp.
Bulma works furiously.
Mia assists, opening ancient alien tech compartments from her family ship.
Gravity stabilizers. Advanced ki-shielding hull. Energy cloaking field. Medical pod enhancements.
Bulma whistles.
"Girl… where did you get this stuff?"
Mia smiles softly.
"Upper-class problems."
The ship becomes something far beyond Earth tech.
Six Months Later
Training.
Grief.
Preparation.
Vegeta remains on Earth reluctantly.
Uneasy alliance.
He trains obsessively under extreme gravity chambers Bulma builds.
Goku trains with Dura relentlessly.
Goku learns the concept of Super Saiyan.
He hasn't reached it.
But the fire is there now.
Miru, now older, shows frightening control.
Mia senses his potential daily.
The ship launches at night.
Dura. Goku. Vegeta. Krillin. Bulma....
But
Mia stays behind with Miru.
She kisses Dura before takeoff.
"Come back alive OK.. ."
He presses his forehead to hers.
"I will."
POV SWITCH
In deep space.
Frieza sits calmly.
Smiling.
Watching battle data from Vegeta's scouter feed.
Dura's power readings replay.
12 million base.
Energy fluctuation beyond measurable limits.
Frieza's smile thins.
"So. A mutation."
He stands.
His training has changed him.
His aura is denser.
More refined.
"I suppose Earth deserves a personal visit."
He signals.
The fleet mobilizes.
And somewhere else
Turles receives the message.
Five months away.
Smiling darkly.
The Namek Saga Begins