Dragon Ball:Vados is my Wife

"Monsters!"

Son Goku's expression was serious as he faced the Saiyan force before him.

He had never wanted to associate with ruthless beings like Raditz. In his heart, Goku firmly identified himself as an Earthling, a kind-hearted one at that. The presence of Vegeta and Nappa made his resolve even stronger he would not side with these savage Saiyans.

"What are you doing here on Earth?"

Piccolo demanded, his voice betraying the fear that gripped him. The overwhelming power radiating from Nappa and Vegeta was palpable, reminding him of the terror Raditz had instilled in him just a year ago.

Nappa's gaze fell on Piccolo, a sinister grin spreading across his face.

"The purpose of our coming to Earth is for the Dragon Balls. Hand them over, and maybe I can grant you a merciful death."

Everyone felt it then: the inevitability of death loomed over them like a dark cloud. They all knew this confrontation could only lead to one of two outcomes—either they would die today, or they would somehow drive the Saiyans away. There was no alternative.

With determination, Piccolo and the others took their stances, ready to confront the powerful invaders, fully aware that they might be walking into their own grave.

Nappa's sadistic excitement peaked as he cracked his knuckles.

"Vegeta, shall I take care of these pests?"

Vegeta merely crossed his arms, offering no objection. To him, Goku and his friends were nothing but trash, unworthy of his time.

Nappa's eyes locked onto Krillin, his grin widening.

"Let's start with you, little bald man."

Krillin's heart raced, instinctively sensing the impending doom.

In an instant, Nappa sprang into action, a blur of speed that no one could have anticipated.

"Out of the way!"

As the words left his mouth, Krillin was struck hard, flying backward like a cannonball.

"Unbelievable!"

The sheer speed of Nappa's assault left everyone in shock.

Before they could recover, Nappa was already among them, his fierce grin sending chills down their spines.

"Hey there,"

His voice dripped with menace, as he swept his mighty leg toward them.

And the others barely managed to regroup when Nappa launched himself at them again. With overwhelming strength, he knocked Tien Shinhan and Yamcha aside like they were mere toys.

The battle raged on in the ruins of the city, with Goku and Piccolo attempting to coordinate their strikes against Nappa. They landed several hits, but to their horror, their combined efforts barely left a mark.

"What?!"

Goku and Piccolo's disbelief was mirrored only by the grim acceptance of their stations.

Nappa stood there, laughing,

With another powerful swing of his leg, he sent Chiaotzu sprawling across the ground, leaving him gasping for breath.

One attack after another, Son Goku and his friends fell one by one, all too aware that they were on the losing end of this fight.

Their spirits were crushed, and Nappa took pleasure in their suffering.

"This guy… is too strong…" Krillin mumbled, despair clouding his features.

Around them, the battlefield told a story of defeat: Tien, Piccolo, Krillin, and Yamcha lay incapacitated, while Goku struggled against the overwhelming force of Nappa's might.

Son Goku's own body was battered and broken, ribs shattered under the relentless hits. He had never faced an enemy this powerful before, one who could instill such despair.

"Bastard, can't believe we're losing to him! Even Tien and Piccolo…!" Yamcha cried, his anguish evident.

With Nappa's massive foot pressing down on Son Goku's back, he yanked Goku's hair to raise his head.

"Is this all you've got? I haven't even broken a sweat yet!"

Struggling for breath, Son Goku gritted his teeth, unable to muster up the strength to answer.

Raditz stepped forward, observing the chaos with a detached interest. He gestured to Nappa, who willingly handed Goku over to him.

"Do you see Kakarot?" Raditz began with an unforgiving gaze, lifting his brother by the hair.

"If you want to survive, don't make the same mistakes as Kahn. Join us."

With great effort, Goku's eyes flickered open, his voice shaky yet strong.

"I won't join you! No matter what… Even if I die, Brother Kahn will take revenge for me!"

At the mention of Kahn, Raditz's expression darkened. He had little patience for such comments.

"Puff!"

Raditz struck Goku hard in the abdomen, eliciting a scream and sending blood spilling from his mouth.

Pain etched across his features, Goku held on to his resolve.

"Kakarot, today isn't about him. What will you do to protect your friends? You need to choose because, in front of Vegeta, Kahn's power means nothing!"

Each word cut their confidence like a blade, and the question lingered in the air, echoing everyone's fears. Would they truly fall today?