Chapter 12: The Saiyan Arrival & The Iron Wall
Year 761 (DB Calendar) — Five Years Later
For five years, peace had rested gently over the world.
Ron's Starjun Template had reached 100% Synchronization, turning him into a master of the Ultimate Blaze—a terrifying, inextinguishable gourmet fire—and giving his body cellular density that rivaled the hardest metals in the universe. Yet, most days, the invincible warrior spent his time in his favorite chubby orange cat form, stealing gourmet meat skewers off the counter at Capsule Corp.
That peace shattered on a quiet Tuesday afternoon.
A streak of fiery light tore through the upper atmosphere, leaving a roaring trail of smoke across the blue sky before slamming into the rural countryside with a earth-shattering BOOM.
The Scouter Registers a God
Inside the burning crater, a heavy pod door hissed open. Out stepped a towering man with long, spiky black hair, a brown battle armor suit, and a monkey tail wrapped tightly around his waist: Raditz.
"Hmph. The atmosphere is still intact," Raditz sneered, tapping the green glass of his eye-piece Scouter. "That fool Kakarot... he was sent here as an infant to purge this planet, yet the indigenous life is still crawling everywhere."
Raditz calibrated his Scouter to detect high power levels.
BEEP BEEP BEEP!
"Oh? A power level of 322... must be Kakarot," Raditz muttered, turning toward Kame House. But before he could launch into the air, his Scouter suddenly went haywire.
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
"Wait... what is this?" Raditz blinked as numbers began rapidly spinning on his display.
From the high sky, three figures descended at terrifying speeds.
Leading the group was Tony Brief, now twenty-four years old, wearing his sleek, white-and-gold Mark X Nanotech Suit. Beside him flew eight-year-old Gojo Brief, floating effortlessly using Force Control, his brilliant, sky-blue Six Eyes shimmering behind a pair of stylish dark sunglasses.
And walking casually behind them—stepping out of a mid-air spatial ripple as if taking an afternoon stroll—was Ron, dressed in a tailored dark suit with a red cape, nonchalantly holding a half-eaten gourmet barbecue skewer.
Raditz pressed his Scouter, staring in utter disbelief as the numbers flickered erratically.
> Tony Brief: 18,000 (Force Control-Infused Mark X)
> Gojo Brief: 25,000 (Six Eyes Awakening)
> Ron: ERROR: OVERFLOW / UNABLE TO MEASURE
>
"E-ERROR?!" Raditz gasped, sweat breaking out on his forehead. "My Scouter... it can't quantify the middle one's energy?! Is the device malfunctioning?!"
The Confrontation
"Well, well, well," Ron said, taking a bite of his meat skewer and looking at Raditz like he was a slightly disappointing appetizer. "Look what the space-cat dragged in. Long spiky hair, armor straight out of an 80s sci-fi flick, and a monkey tail. You must be Goku's long-lost brother."
Raditz's jaw dropped. "How do you know about Kakarot?! Who are you people?!"
"Name's Ron. This is my eldest son, Tony, and my youngest, Gojo," Ron grinned, tapping his chin. "And we're here to give you a choice. Option A: You turn that floating tin-can pod around and fly back to space. Option B: My boys use you for target practice."
Raditz's shock instantly turned into blinding Saiyan pride. "Insolent earthlings! You dare talk down to a elite Saiyan warrior?!"
BOOM!
Raditz vanished in a blur of speed, appearing directly above eight-year-old Gojo. "Die, brat!" he roared, launching a massive, pink energy blast straight at the boy's face.
"Gojo, watch out!" Tony called out, raising his repulsors.
Gojo didn't even flinch. He casually raised a single finger.
The pink energy blast slammed into an invisible barrier an inch away from Gojo's nose. The blast compressed, crackled, and completely froze mid-air—unable to touch a single strand of the boy's hair thanks to the Infinity Barrier.
"W-WHAT?!" Raditz's eyes nearly popped out of his head. "My attack... it's stopped?!"
"Your form is terrible, long-hair," Gojo smirked, pushing his sunglasses up his nose. "And your energy control is sloppy. Let my big brother show you real firepower."
Iron and Infinity
Tony stepped forward, his Mark X nanotech forming two massive, high-frequency repulsor cannons over his shoulders.
"Force Control: Repulsor Overdrive!" Tony called out.
THUMMMMM!
A blinding beam of golden-blue plasma, infused with Kayden's lightning and Tony's own amplified Ki, erupted from the cannons. Raditz barely managed to cross his arms in a panic block.
BOOM!
The impact blasted Raditz across the field, shattering his shoulder armor and sending him tumbling through three solid rock plateaus before crashing into the dirt, coughing up blood.
"Im... Impossible..." Raditz gasped, struggling to his knees as his Scouter cracked and fell off his face. "Earthlings... can't be this strong... Kakarot was sent to a low-class world..."
Ron walked up slowly, his dark cape fluttering in the wind. He stopped a few feet in front of the beaten Saiyan, looking down at him with a mix of amusement and quiet authority.
"Look, Raditz," Ron said softly, resting a hand on the hilt of Gryphon. "I know you work for a short, bald guy named Frieza who likes blowing up planets. But Earth? Earth is my home. My wife bakes here, my kids live here, and I have a really nice couch."
A subtle, micro-pulse of Conqueror's Haki mixed with Starjun's Gourmet Blaze rippled out from Ron's body. The air around them instantly grew blisteringly hot, and the sheer mental pressure forced Raditz onto his hands and knees, unable to lift his head.
"So go back and tell your little boss," Ron smiled warmly, though his blue eyes flickered with a dangerous, multi-elemental light behind his blindfold. "If he ever comes to Earth... I won't just defeat him. I'll roast him like a cheap marshmallow."