Earth.
As the spaceship touched down, the group finally returned to the planet they had been longing for. After disembarking, everyone headed their separate ways.
Vegeta vanished into the horizon like a streak of light, clearly looking for a secluded spot to train. It was obvious he was desperate to achieve the Super Saiyan transformation.
As for Turles? He followed Bulma back to her home. His skin was thick enough to be shameless, and he certainly had designs on her.
As Turles descended from the sky carrying Bulma, a flicker of amusement flashed in Dr. Brief's eyes. It looks like there's hope, he thought. This kid was much more pleasant to look at than that Yamcha fellow.
As the days passed, Son Goku kept coming around to challenge him to spars. To deal with the constant nuisance, Turles simply used his "Miracle Power" to warp Goku to Planet Yardrat.
No one could blame him—who could stand a grown man constantly pestering them for a fight? Turles was currently in the "honeymoon phase" with Bulma and had no interest in wasting time with Goku.
As for why he used that power? Miracle Power wasn't meant to be just decoration. If you don't use it, it doesn't stack up, so why let it go to waste?
It was also worth noting that Turles's skin tone had shifted from its original bronze to a normal complexion. He hadn't been a fan of the dark look, anyway. With the change, he looked even more like Son Goku, differing only in his aura and temperament.
A year passed in the blink of an eye.
Turles and Bulma had officially made things "formal." They even had a beautiful daughter named Bulla. True to form, the name was Bulma's idea.
Turles now spent two or three hours a day training in the Gravity Chamber, and the rest of his time was devoted to Bulma and his daughter. Looking at Bulla's adorable face, Turles felt his heart melt. This was his first child across two lifetimes.
If anyone dared to hurt her, he would show them the true meaning of terror.
Meanwhile, a massive spaceship was cutting through the darkness of space at high speed. Inside the command center sat two figures.
They were King Cold, Frieza's father, and Cooler, Frieza's older brother. Their target was Earth.
King Cold, a towering figure who bore a striking resemblance to Frieza's Second Form, swirled a glass of wine in his hand. He spoke with an elegant, detached tone.
"How much longer until we reach Earth?"
"Reporting to King Cold, we will arrive in approximately thirty minutes," a lackey in battle armor replied.
"Those wretched Saiyans... This time, I will personally ensure their extinction!"
The other seated figure spoke. His appearance was nearly identical to Frieza's Final Form, but more rugged. This was Frieza's brother, Cooler.
Regardless of his rivalry with Frieza, this was a matter of the Frost Demon family's honor. To think that the next news he received of Frieza was that he had been killed by a Saiyan...
In Cooler's eyes, even if Frieza were to die, it should have been by his hand. To be killed by a race they had oppressed for generations was an absolute disgrace.
Initially, Cooler intended to seek revenge alone. However, when King Cold received the news, he was also consumed by rage. The two joined forces immediately. After investigating several leads, they finally tracked down the location of the planet where the Saiyans responsible were living.
Once the coordinates were locked, they raced toward Earth at top speed.
On Earth, the warriors suddenly looked up. Cold sweat broke out as they sensed a pair of terrifying energy signatures approaching.
These two signatures were remarkably similar to Frieza's. While one was slightly weaker than Frieza, the other far surpassed him.
Gohan and Krillin met up quickly. Krillin looked at Gohan and asked, "Gohan, why are you out here? Has Goku come back yet?"
"Uncle Krillin, I sensed those two scary Ki signatures. And no, Daddy isn't back yet."
Krillin frowned. "Dammit. Who are these people? I thought Turles killed Frieza."
"Maybe it's Frieza's family coming for revenge?" Gohan suggested.
Krillin's face stiffened. "Gohan, that's not a very funny joke."
Zip! Zip!
As they drew closer to the landing site, more people arrived. Piccolo, Yamcha, Tien Shinhan, Chiaotzu, Master Roshi, and even Vegeta showed up.
Finally, Bulma appeared, carrying her baby, with Turles by her side. Turles looked a bit helpless; after all, a battlefield was no place for a woman and a child.
However, he couldn't win an argument against Bulma. She had simply said, "With you here, are you really going to let anything happen to us?"
What could he say to that? He brought them along. In his eyes, Cooler and King Cold were nothing more than small fry, easily dealt with.
The group stared at the baby in Bulma's arms, completely blindsided. Wait, how long has it been? You two already have a kid?!
But they didn't have time to dwell on it. The Ki signatures from above were getting closer.
As the massive spaceship broke through the atmosphere and slammed into the ground, the warriors' expressions turned grim.
"What horrifying Ki."
"So strong!"
"It's terrifying... but with Turles here, we should be okay, right?"
Clack, clack, clack...
The hatch hissed open. Hundreds of soldiers in Frieza Force battle armor marched out in perfect formation.
Finally, two figures stepped out. Gohan and the others who had been on Namek gasped.
They looked far too much like Frieza. One was in a Final Form-like state, the other in a Second Form-like state. Upon closer inspection, however, the differences became clear.
"They really are of Frieza's race..."
"Oh? So this is the planet where the Saiyan monkeys who beat Frieza live?" King Cold looked around, nodding in approval. "The scenery isn't bad. This will make a fine base of operations."
He tapped his scouter. "Hmm? The people on this planet are so weak?"
"Where are the Saiyan monkeys who killed Frieza? Don't tell me those information brokers lied to us."
King Cold's expression soured. As his anger flared, he unintentionally released a burst of energy that shattered the clouds above.
"Hiss... what terrifying Ki," Krillin and the others gasped.
"Father, there is no need for anger," Cooler said calmly. "I heard these Saiyan monkeys have learned to hide their Power Levels. It seems they are simply in hiding."
"Oh? So the monkeys are afraid? 'Super Saiyan'... what a joke!"
Just then, a young man suddenly appeared before Cooler and King Cold.
The Z-Fighters were stunned. Who is that?
Cooler and King Cold narrowed their eyes, carefully sizing up the youth.
He had blue hair and wore a jacket with the Capsule Corp logo. On his back, he carried a longsword.
It was none other than Trunks.