@ crucifix. Thanks for coming. * cuddle * Then you will surely notice the change that I made in the next few parts. * g * Okay, and keep your hands off the old parts. :-)

There were three of them. A grin spread across their faces when they found the woman and two children. Together this resulted in a combat strength of 20.

"Ha! Ridiculous," said one of the sayajins who looked like the leader. He wore a long white cloak and there was some sort of emblem on the left side of his combat suit.
"If you tell us where the rest of you are, we might leave you alive," laughed another. Son Gohan and Krilin took up fighting positions and stood protectively in front of Bulma, who had backed away fearfully. The spaceship was behind what was left of a skyscraper, so it was only a matter of time before the Sayajins discovered it.They had to manage to get to the ship beforehand and flee to Namek.
"So, is that your answer?" The leader spoke up again. Gohan growled and stared at the three warriors with hatred. His arms began to shake and the Sayajin scouters sounded the alarm.
"Calm, Son Gohan, we mustn't rush anything. They are not particularly strong ... at least not as strong as Tales and Nappa, we might be able to defeat them, but only if more of them do not come", Krilin whispered to his friend. He relaxed a bit, but the incredible hatred still blazed in his eyes.
The grins instantly disappeared from the Sayajins' faces. They couldn't believe the number they'd seen on their monitors a few seconds ago. These Mickerlings could control their fighting strength at will, that was the advantage that Nappa, Raditz and Tales had become undoed.You had to act immediately.
"Attack!" Shouted the leader and all three flew towards the two children.

Bulma threw herself whimpering behind a large rock and clapped her hands over her head. It was a nightmare!

Meanwhile, the Sayajins had reached Krilin and Gohan and struck. However, they weren't fast enough and only realized that Gohan and Krilin had escaped them when two of them were smashed into a heap of rubble opposite, which collapsed with a roar.
" Not bad. "
A hoarse laugh came from behind them. The sayajin they had identified as the leader clapped his hands in amusement.
"Really not bad. But still not good enough to hold up against me."
Without another word, he stormed up to Krilin and Gohan and attacked both at the same time. At first they could defend themselves well, but after a while the Sayajin's pace accelerated and Krilin couldn't keep up.He took some hard hits and finally went down after the sayajin smacked his clasped hands on the back of his neck. There he lay motionless.
His opponent grinned confident of victory and turned back to Gohan.
"What did I say?" The Sayajin asked triumphantly and looked at the two fighters almost pityingly.
Meanwhile, Son Gohan was struggling with himself. His fists were clenched and his whole body was shaking. You were almost there. They were almost ready to leave for Namek. Should this one Sayajin, whose fighting power not even come close to that of Tales, destroy everything? No! He wouldn't let that happen.
This boy exuded incredible energy. The Sayajin looked at his scouter in disbelief and flinched when it exploded.
"Damn it!" He exclaimed, taking a quick look over his shoulder.That too. These two wimpy soldiers were still incapacitated. They had let themselves be defeated by these children! But he would manage that on his own, with a little brat he could take it all time.
Angrily, he clenched his fists and focused his attention back on the child - or on the spot the little one had just been standing on.
With wide eyes he searched the area around him. That couldn't be possible. Where did that little pants-shit go? The sound behind him answered his question and he spun around.
In the next moment there were blows on the Sayajin, from which he could only protect himself with difficulty. How did the boy do it? The speed and precision of the blows was incredible.
But he didn't have time to worry about it any further. With a scream, Son Gohan rammed his fist into the Sayajin's stomach and at the same time yanked his knee up, which hit the chin of his opponent in full.His head was jerked back and he almost rolled over. With a hard impact, he hit the floor and lay motionless on his stomach.
Breathing heavily, Son Gohan looked at the great warrior and tried somehow to get his wild heartbeat under control again. He was completely upset and tense to the breaking point, he had felt such anger and despair the last time his father died ...
"I will avenge you, father," he said softly, clenching his fists again. Now he had to take care of the earth.
The general gasped and the expelled air stirred up dust, which in turn penetrated into his nose and mouth when he inhaled, forcing him to cough. He grimaced painfully and found that at least one of his ribs was no longer whole.
"Little beast ... you will ..." he gasped and struggled to the top. He didn't succeed immediately and on the first attempt he felt dizzy, which made him fall back to the ground.Cursing, he raised his head to check on his soldiers. His gaze touched a medium-sized heap of rubble, behind which something protruded that didn't seem to fit into the landscape ... What was that? Is it a machine? It looked like a round structure, but it certainly didn't belong here ...
He wasn't quite sure and got no chance to think about it any longer, because he heard the angry scream of the little boy behind him again. With a great effort he finally managed to get up. His knees trembled under his own weight, which seemed a hundred times heavier than usual, and then the boy fell towards him again.
In Son Gohan's eyes there was sheer anger and with the roar of a wild animal he stormed forward. His outstretched fist narrowly missed its target, because the sayajin had managed to dodge at the very last second.He had staggered a few steps back and was trying to regain his balance. Growling, he clenched his fists and Gohan did the same.
"You will pay for what you did to the earth. I will avenge my father and the others! Haaaaa!"
With his scream, his aura flared too and he stretched his arms out. Gohan crossed his hands, gathered a huge amount of energy and bundled it into an attack:
"Demonenbliiiiitz!"
Piccolo had once taught him this technique while training him in the desert. He too had been killed by these monsters, Piccolo had sacrificed himself for him so that he would live. And now the Sayajins got everything back.

You will soon find out what happens next.

See you

.K.