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Cold felt his armored exoskeleton stiffen as the transformation started to overtake him. He barely remembered what it was like, being in his true form. As the shell around him grew hard, he felt his body morphing, consciousness becoming cloudy.

The last time he had been in this form - nearly a century before - it had been all he could do to maintain control. Unlike the lower suppressed forms, he could easily alter the power of his true state; losing control would be as simple as one second of agitation. At minimum, he was only slightly stronger than his last transformation and easy enough to manage, but he had never put any appreciable fraction of its power to the test. This battle would take every ounce of concentration he possessed.

The frost demon felt the turbulent flow of energy stabilize, and pain ripped through his still-blurred consciousness. All the transformations were excruciating, but this final one was by far the most acute agony of all. He could feel every crack propagating through his brittle outer shell, new smooth skin bursting through. He could see nothing, hear nothing, feel nothing. Surely these were the pangs of death itself.

As suddenly as the pain had come, it was gone. He was instantly aware of everything - every muscle completely whole. Latent power rippled through his body, a reminder of just how careful he had to be. The transformation was complete.

"Come. Attack me both together."

Vegeta grinned. "So, you think your new power will be enough to save you? I guess we'll see." The Super Saiyan prince cracked his knuckles, filled with anticipation. It was his turn.

The giant crossed his arms, his expression unchanged. "I told you to attack me together now. I'm giving you one chance. It is your only hope for survival." He had forgotten how easy it was to regulate his energy in this form. The lower transformations impeded the natural flow of ki, preventing it from overwhelming him, but in his true body all his power flowed freely. He relaxed, lowering his power output to its absolute minimum.

Vegeta charged, grinning as his muscles tensed for the attack. He flew upward in an arc, then slashed down with a vicious chop, knocking Cold a few feet back. The prince immediately launched a series of powerful punches and kicks that resounded off the frost demon's blocks like cannon fire.

"Come now, fight me as hard as you can!"

Vegeta could tell that Cold wasn't taking this seriously. Though the giant blocked each attack easily, he wasn't even maintaining a fighting stance. "You're pissing me off, Demon!"

The frost lord's lips parted in a sly grin. "Very well. But remember, you asked for it." Energy instantaneously erupted around him, and he spun around with a kick that sent the Super Saiyan tumbling.

"That's more like it!" shouted Vegeta as he recovered and dashed back toward his opponent. He got in a half-dozen blows before Cold counterattacked with a rapid burst of punches that he only barely blocked. Their force pushed him back quickly. Twisting in midair, he slid under the frost demon's defenses and landed a kick to his opponent's chest with all his force.

THUDD! Vegeta looked up, expecting to see Cold doubled over in pain. To his surprise, the infuriating smirk was still painted on the demon's face. His feet had rammed into the unflinching iron torso of his foe, but the only pain felt by the attack was that his toes and heels were now aching.

"So this is the best you can do? I'm disappointed, Super Saiyan."

Bulma landed her ship where the Z Fighters were watching the battle and quickly hopped out of the cockpit, accompanied by the bronze android. "Hey, guys!" The annoying tone of her voice twisted upwards in pitch, causing Piccolo to turn away brusquely. The battlefield was no place for a woman.

"Is Goku really back? And how is my…uh, ahem…how's Vegeta?"

Gohan nodded happily. "Yep, that's my dad up there now! They're both fighting him!"

"I don't know how he did it, but somehow Goku convinced Vegeta that they had to fight together," said Piccolo, his back still turned. "I didn't think Vegeta had it in him."

"Yeah, Bulma. Who would have thought those two would have ever teamed up, right? Hehe." Krillin smiled as he walked over and put his hand on Gohan's shoulder. "I'm certainly glad to not be in King Cold's shoes right now. Who would want to stand up to those two when they're fighting seriously? Haha."

"King Cold huh? Vegeta said it was somebody from his empire who followed him here. Do you all know this guy?" Bulma asked, puzzled.

"Not exactly, Bulma." Krillin re-entered the conversation. "Remember Frieza? The one who tried to kill us all on Namek? Well, that's his dad."

"WHAT?" Bulma gasped. Despite being on Namek the entire time, she hadn't seen Frieza even once. She had seen the effects of his power though and she knew how afraid they were all of him. "That's Frieza's dad? But how can you be sure?"

The Namkian, whom Bulma had directed her question to, was momentarily distracted by something, but the boy answered for him.

"That's Piccolo's doing," Gohan answered happily. "He can hear anything!"

"Oh, I see. Well, can Vegeta win? I mean…do you think that together they can beat this guy?" Bulma was trying to hide how much she now cared about Vegeta. No one knew how much time they had spent together over the past month, and she was beginning to think she knew the prince better than anyone.

Piccolo rejoined the conversation. "They WERE doing well against the frost demon's last form, but he's clearly much stronger now." The tall Namekian warrior was the only one besides Tien who wasn't enthralled by the power of two Super Saiyans. "I don't think they can win. This new form is in another league from them entirely. What is it with Saiyans and their foolish obsession with fighting their opponents at their maximum power?"

Bulma gulped as she turned towards the battlefield. 'Oh, Vegeta,' she thought. 'Don't you go and die on me, not now…especially not now…'

The Super Saiyan prince barely had time to react before a rapid flurry of attacks began raining down on him. King Cold's attacks were simple and straightforward, but they came with dramatically increased speed and strength. He didn't feint or change direction; he merely kept pounding the Saiyan again and again. Vegeta was able to deflect the attacks, but he was amazed at their strength. The emperor's third form had been stronger than him, though the gap was not insurmountable, but the strength of this new form was beginning to worry him. Each blow seemed to sap a little more of his energy, yet his opponent's power only increased.

"Now you recognize the futility of your rebellion!" the king shouted coldly.

Vegeta tried to counterattack by twisting around one of the punches, preparing to deliver a full power kick to the side of Cold's head. He ignited his aura, focusing all his strength and tensing the muscles in his right leg. The angle of his kick was perfect, his form impeccable as he took full advantage of his position and velocity as well as his opponents.

THUUUM, his crispy white boot collided with Cold's head right above the neck, but despite his effort the mighty blow did absolutely nothing. Vegeta was stunned, but was allowed no time to react to his failure. The instant after his botched attack, a heavy haymaker grazed his temple, sending him plummeting toward the ground, nearly dazed.

"Uh Oh!" shouted Goku, his golden aura crackling with power as he rushed up to challenge the massive frost demon himself. "My turn now!"

The younger of the Super Saiyans kicked off the ground, trying to draw the fight away from Vegeta, who still had not picked himself up. Goku accelerated his attack speed, his golden aura ripping through the air as he charged forwards, his Saiyan battle instincts at their peak. Rather than trying for a direct hit as Vegeta just had, he aimed low to knock the demon off balance and then throw him. His plan succeeded, as he kicked his opponent in the shin and then grabbed him by both legs, spinning him around a few times and hurling him off.

The giant frost demon was only mildly amused, easily bracing himself and defending against Goku's continuing onslaught. 'If this is all the damage they can inflict, I doubt I'll have to push my power any further. This current level seems to be manageable enough, and so far I haven't received any damage at all.' It was unlike any battle he had ever experienced, but he was determined to not underestimate his opponents. The Super Saiyan had appeared defeated when battling his son Cooler as well, but had ultimately found victory, in part due to his son's overconfidence. Frieza, he imagined, had probably experienced similar failure. Normally, he would never have believed this level of strength to be necessary, but then again, the Super Saiyans weren't exactly disheartened; perhaps he would have to push even more.

Goku's fluid attack style did a better job of penetrating Cold's defenses, but the few blows he landed were simply shrugged off. His fists smashed against the king's torso with resounding cracks that shook the landscape, bits of rock crumbling from the shock-waves as the area was being gutted and reshaped. Even so, the demon, wearing a fierce frown, was tanking each blow with very little effort.

A powerful backhand caught Goku in the side, knocking him several yards away before he could regain his balance in mid-air. It was followed by a series of wild death beams, mostly purple but leaving a sickly black trail behind them. The Super Saiyan's hands moved rapidly; the beams were imprecise, but it still took all his concentration to block them.

Cold was completely dominating, yet his mind wasn't battle focused. 'Super Saiyans…They are both skilled and powerful. It's fortunate that these two are all that remain of their race. In that, my son's foresight was well envisioned. My vengeance on these two will end their defiance, and then I will reign down my wrath on this world.'

Suddenly boosting his speed, the frost demon flew forward, too quickly for Goku to even follow, and swung his fist into the side of the Saiyan's head. Goku saw stars, suddenly beginning to realize just how much he was outclassed. A powerful knee to his gut then doubled him over, and an uppercut to his jaw dazed him. King Cold was on him again, before Goku was able to even regain his balance, and raised his armored fist for a deadly blow.

THUUMM! Vegeta smashed both of his elbows into his enemy's upper back, sending the giant stumbling forwards. "NO ONE kills Kakarott while I'm around!" the prince roared, his resolve to achieve victory still fiery and unquenched. "Destiny has reserved that pleasure for me alone!"

Goku straightened up, brushing the dust off his torn clothing. "Thanks, Vegeta. I guess that makes us even." His momentary gratitude earned him a withering glare from the prince.

"Yeah, well don't get the wrong idea. I just want the pleasure of ending you for myself." Vegeta spat, crossing his arms rather than help Kakarott stand up. "I hope you're not too damaged to continue fighting, Kakarott," the prince snapped.

"No, I'm fine." Goku stood, smirking at the prince. This was an opponent stronger than any he had ever dreamed of facing, and only together could they possibly hope to achieve victory, though even that was waning quickly. "He's awfully strong, Vegeta. We can't afford to let him catch us off-guard, or we'll be history! We've got to attack him together, like before."

Vegeta scowled. It wasn't that Cold was so much stronger than him that bothered him so much as it was that Kakarott seemed to have this unshakeable faith that they could somehow still win. It was incredibly foolish, especially since he could sense that Cold had indeed far surpassed even their combined power. Yet, he found himself somewhat hopeful that they could find a weakness to exploit; something, anything that could topple the demon's exponentially increasing power. His belief in the Saiyan race had suddenly been reaffirmed by Kakarott's speech, yet he still knew that it was a fool's endeavor. "Fine. I take him high, you take him low. Let's cut the son of a bitch in two."

King Cold rocketed up toward them, gaining speed. The two Super Saiyans dove to meet him, flames erupting from the trail left by their auras. An instant later, the three warriors met, producing a thunderous shock-wave.

To the observers watching from the cliffs a few hundred yards away, it looked like a furious ball of fire and lightning and fists. Every few moments, one of the Saiyans would be thrown from the fight, only to dive right back in. The crash of punches and kicks and blocks sounded like constantly rolling thunder.

Vegeta caught the frost demon around the neck in a choke-hold and drove his knee into his opponent's lower torso, but Cold snapped his head back, catching Vegeta in the forehead. The king fired a full power death beam a Goku from point-blank range, the Super Saiyan only barely able to dodge the intense golden ray.

"Stay clear, Vegeta!" Goku yelled, raising one hand above his head. "DESTRUCTO DISK!"

The bright orange disc, shimmering with gold from the Super Saiyan's energy, spun toward King Cold rapidly. The demon reacted on instinct, firing a kienzan of his own that countered Goku's attack only a few feet away. The two disks spun for a moment in collision before exploding into dozens of tiny shards of energy that flew in every direction.

"IDIOT!" shouted Vegeta as he dodged. "When has that ridiculous technique EVER proved useful?!"

Goku shrugged. "Hey, I didn't know he would stop it." For the first time, the smile on his face was beginning to disappear. "I'm running out of ideas here, have you got any?"

"Naturally!" The prince held his arms out, golden energy building in a sphere around him. "Let's see him try this on for size!"

Spheres of golden energy rushed out from his aura, flying toward Cold from all directions. 'What new trick is the little monkey trying this time?' The demon dodged the first few explosions, but they kept coming, piling up in a shell of golden light around him. With nowhere to run, he crossed his arms in front of his face and braced himself. 'Haha, not bad.' Cold thought as he realized what was coming next, raising his power level by small percentage.

"HAAAAAAA!" Vegeta roared as the rest of his energy spiraled out from him, adding to the cloud of explosions around his opponent. A split second later, all the blasts met, combining in at a common center in one colossal explosion and releasing a massive horizontal shockwave. The Z fighters, all ducking for cover, were smashed by flying rocks. Bulma was in immediate danger, but Gohan quickly grabbed and shielded her.

The smoke slowly cleared to show King Cold's form, crouched motionless in midair, still frowning angrily. His skin was smoking and covered in scorch marks, but he was otherwise unharmed. 'Unbelievable; that a Saiyan would be able to perform an attack of this level, truly impressive. Had I not increased my power, I might have actually taken significant damage.'

"Impossible," muttered Vegeta, filled with rage at his failure. "Such…power! It's like he reveals more strength with each move we do. Where does it end?" His last attack would have taken out Frieza's 100%, 5th form Cooler, and 3rd form Cold all in one hit, but this new form was something else.

Piccolo clenched his fists, visibly distraught. "He's growing stronger, and they still haven't been able to do anything against him! I've got a bad feeling about this."

Worried, Bulma turned to the robot. "What do your scanners say?"

"Statement: The lizard meatbag's energy is fluctuating wildly, but it seems to be averaging around 230 million units. That is more than 35% more energy than that of the master.

"Encouraging observation: My sampling rate is set so low that I can't be entirely confident of this number.

"Cheerful attempt at reassurance: Don't lose hope yet, worthless meatbags! Hehe, except the master, of course."

Gohan's mind raced, scared. He had trained hard, hoping that he would be able to help his daddy against Vegeta, but this new enemy was so much stronger than anything he had ever imagined. He wasn't a Super Saiyan like them; would he be able to do any good? He had to try.

"I'm going to help them!" the boy shouted, powering up.

"No Gohan!" Piccolo's voice was sober but raised. 'There it is again,' he thought. "You'll only be in the way and end up getting Goku killed. As much as I hate to admit it, we are all completely outclassed."

Krillin shivered. "I just hope they figure out what to do before it's too late! If the two of them can't do it…well, I don't even want to think about what will happen to the rest of us."

The Saiyans rushed forward again, but now Cold was also on the offensive. His blows were becoming wild, but they had so much force that avoiding them was all the more important. Goku and Vegeta were each dodging with all their skill, but neither could do a thing besides try to avoid potential knock out blows.

'Such unbelievable strength!' Vegeta thought. 'His power is…mind boggling. If I make it through this, I must obtain this kind of strength for myself.'

'This is by far the toughest battle I've ever fought. Even with Vegeta and I working together we are still going to lose!' Goku was exhausted, but continued his dodging.

SHKRAAK! The frost demon's tail caught Vegeta in the ribs. THUUMM! A wild kick, only partly deflected by Goku's block, flipped the other Super Saiyan end-over-end.

'Ah, finally I see that I have begun to break their spirits.' The demon grinned uncharacteristically. 'Hmmph. I don't see why I didn't use this much energy to begin with.' Cold suddenly gasped. For a moment he felt as if all his power fluctuated all the way from his ears down to his toes. It was the first time he had felt any ill effects from his latest transformation. 'Hcccckk,' he clinched. "Just need to…relax. I should finish this quickly before I risk losing control.'

King Cold dashed forward, catching them both, first Goku then Vegeta, by their necks with his powerful hands. He twisted his thick fingers around each throat, his superior strength preventing either warrior from freeing themselves. "This is the end for you, Super Saiyans!" He tightened his grip. "It's such a shame you wasted all that power trying to take down my empire. Had you not been so foolish I might have left you alone." Goku could feel his heart pumping faster, the feeling in his fingers and toes beginning to go numb.

A hundred yards away, the rage filled Gohan was being physically restrained by Piccolo, who felt his own self-control slipping quickly. "Wait, Gohan. Not yet!" The Namek shifted his view from the battle once more. 'There it is again, but…now it's growing…'

"…But you just had to make an attempt at my throne. You thought that you could take over and rule, Vegeta?" The prince was also nearing the end of the line, gasping in vain for air. "I will never allow another, especially a Saiyan, to hold such a position. Now…you both die!"

Moments before…

"Wow, mom. You never told me Dad was so incredibly powerful!" The young man who had been on Xylon-38 stood on a cliff overlooking the battle between Vegeta, Goku, and King Cold. He smiled as he considered everything that had transpired, comparing all the potential changes and trying to predict the outcome of his interference.

"I wasn't sure about taking the risk of sending Cold here, but you really are brilliant, mother. They teamed up just like you wanted. Even though King Cold's transformation is much stronger than either of us had anticipated, it looks like Goku and Father will be able to defeat him.

Trunks felt the cool wind of the eastern breeze brush through his hair, still clinging to the hope that the horrific events that had defined his future could possibly be prevented by his intervention. So many pointless deaths, not to mention the destruction of almost the entire population of the Earth, could all be avoided if he could make just one big change…he hoped.

"Father, I hope you will be sensible. Everything depends on your cooperation…"

As the boy from the future watched, he found he really enjoyed watching the battle. All three warriors were far more skilled than anyone he had ever seen, and he was impressed with the amount of refinement in their strategies and tactics. It was as if they had loads of time to constantly hone and refine their fighting skills, combined with the fact that they seemed to be natural geniuses in battle. His own fighting style consisted mainly of feints, running and hiding between attacks, and simply trying to survive. 'If only father had been around to train me, maybe I could have made a difference! Surely it could have helped me close the gap.'

But King Cold announced that he had a final transformation, and the two Saiyans agreed to allow it. Trunks reached his hand back to the handle of his sword instinctively, the news shaking his previously hopeful attitude. 'What? Another transformation? This can't be good!'

As the frost demon completed his metamorphosis, Trunks could only watch and pray. If they couldn't defeat Cold, the future could end up just as bad in this timeline as in his own. 'Have I simply created another doom for the Earth by bringing Cold here?'

The two Super Saiyans were fighting valiantly against the demon, but things weren't looking good. Worried as he watched on, Trunks felt his power level slip out of control for a moment. He was frustrated, but he had to stay hidden at any cost. He hoped that no one had sensed him; his momentary irritation had caused his suppressed power to shoot up. Holding his breath and trying to get back under control, he thought he saw Piccolo turn in his direction, but then ignore him when he relaxed again.

As things continued to spin out of control, he had debated whether or not to intervene. If he tried to help out in the fight and they still failed, he wouldn't be able to return home. And, he would be dooming this timeline to a fate as terrible as that of his own. There was no longer any plan. He had to make a decision and he needed to be certain of his choice, knowing that it would likely determine the safety of an entire world. Carefully, he weighed everything he knew in his mind, comparing each detail and wondering about different scenarios. What could he change if he had to try again? Would it be worth the risk? And would anything be as effective at achieving his goals as this plan was?

'Alright, this may turn out to be a terrible decision, but I can't sit here on the sidelines any longer. I'm coming, Father!'

The two Saiyans had mere moments left to live. Their respective life-forces were being choked out by the callous hands of King Cold. 'It can't end like this,' Vegeta thought. 'After all I did to get here, even personally defeating Frieza himself, I cannot allow my honor to be trampled by his father!' The Super Saiyan prince, the first to achieve the legend in a thousand years, had been in unthinkably tough situations before. His current state ranked among the most hopeless of his experiences, but he was determined to keep struggling. 'I nearly made the mistake of giving up against Frieza. I almost surrendered my fighting spirit when I saw how much stronger he was; If I had, I would have never become a Super Saiyan. It can't have been all for nothing! The Saiyan Prince will NOT die this day!' With his last ounce of resistance fueling his mind to stay conscious, Vegeta suddenly felt another strong power level rapidly approaching.

"Not so fast, you demon!" A oddly familiar voice rang out behind King Cold. "Now you'll have to deal with three Super Saiyans!"

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Happy Tuesday to everyone. There has been a lot of anticipation regarding this battle, and many of you were correct in assuming that Cold's Final Form would be far superior to even the combined efforts of Vegeta and Goku. To be honest, I found this chapter very difficult to write. At least, much more difficult than 24 or 22. It took me a while to figure out how to make this chapter really convey what I wanted, but I think that by getting into King Cold's head as much as we did that was at least somewhat accomplished. I hope that the quality of the story for this chapter isn't too big a dip from our usual standard and that you enjoy it despite the difficulties we had with it.

Next, I'd like to advertise that some time next week, probably after the regular Chapter 26, we will do a special on the BoD Future Trunks. We have revealed little by little what his plans were and some of you have been able to guess at pieces of his future. It's the story of what happened in the original timeline of BoD, yet it may have several similarities with the timeline of Mirai Trunks from DBZ canon. Stay tuned for that.

As for Cold's power level, keep in mind that he hasn't trained to control it yet as he has in DBM. However, he clearly doesn't need his full strength to dominate Vegeta and Goku. We hope that it makes sense to have his power level fluctuating as he experiments and tests out how much of it he can handle. As for the official max power level of Cold, we shall not say what it is. However, the 230 million mentioned by C47 is a close approximation of what he is capable of. C47 is being very careful with his sampling so as to not overload his entire body, hence his reading may be close but not exact. I'm sure if you guys ask nicely and really want a power level listing, David might post one on Thursday. We shall see.

Answering questions:

Q: When vegeta kept wishing for another saiyan to fight a long with him or nappa made me think will he wish them back?

A: I don't think anyone feels like wishing Nappa back to life! Vegeta will have his fill of fighting alongside other Saiyans now that Goku has joined the fight.

Q: This is by far my favorite chapter! Goku and Vegeta's banter was the highlight. It's nice to see that Goku has accepted what he really is and can somewhat understand Vegeta better now. Time to see what King Cold can really do.

A: So glad that you enjoyed it! One of the main differences between Bringer of Death and canon DBZ was that Goku and Vegeta end up a lot closer in terms of their attitude toward their Saiyan heritage. It becomes a point of comraderie rather than something to be ashamed of.

Q: The explanation on the 'Frost Demons' served its purpose in making King Cold's power make sense.

A: Great. There are a lot of theories floating around about the comparative strength of the Arcosians. Although we are primarily Vegeta fans, we think it's a shame that the mighty Frieza and his clan are so often considered a joke later on in the series. We wanted to make King Cold more...competitive.

Q: I was hoping though that Cold would act a bit more formal than brutish. Cell and Freeza are my favorite villains cause of how they act all polite and do evil things at the same time.

A: The monstrous third form of the Frost Demons tends to inhibit their refined instincts. Frieza's attitude was noticeably different in his third form. Hopefully Cold has regained his composure in his final form!

Q: So why did King Cold say that the saiyan he fought on xylon-38 (Trunks) was weaker than Goku

A: Hmm...probably...because he was! Trunks is indeed weaker than Goku and Vegeta. That's something we've been trying to hint at for a while.

Q: This was yet another amazing chapter, and I really liked the dialogue between Goku and Vegeta; they were both very much in character. Watching Goku's attitude completely change when he transformed was refreshing for a change, it was frustrating seeing Goku as always so happy from a readers perspective.

A: We agree. Goku may be all fun and games when he's with his friends, but he's just as much of a Saiyan as Vegeta.

Q: This is easily the best Vegeta-based fan-fiction I've read on this site, and I've been an avid fan since 2006. The way you guys detail the fights without becoming repetitive is impressive.

A: Thanks a lot! That's a huge compliment.

Q: Shame that king cold isn't using a sword, he seems like a good swordsman. Cold fears he will lose control, would this be like broly in movie 8? If his body overloads he might explode?

A: We aren't really sure why Cold is generally considered to be good with a sword; he certainly didn't have any luck against Trunks. As far as his chances of losing control are concerned, hopefully this chapter has expanded that idea a little!

Q: Would this fight catch the attention of gero and perhaps cause him to change his androids?

A: Now you're thinking ahead! Don't give away our secrets!

Q: As this is my first review and I don't want to necro review on older chapters, I am going to post a brief overview of my thoughts on all the chapters leading up to this one as well as this chapter.

A: Thanks so much for your review! We're so glad that you're really enjoying this story. We hope it's as much fun for you all to read as it is for us to write. Keep reviewing!

Q: Amazing chapter guys and I hope that the two of them survive against a guy who has the level of strengh comparable to the androids if you're considering DBM here of course(Got the DBM reference from Cold's first comment in his true form lol).

A: Hah, glad you spotted the reference. Yes, King Cold's current strength is (in our story) comparable to #17 or #16 in canon. Whether that will be the same in Bringer of Death isn't quite so clear...

Q: As always, some great comedy from C47, I laughed pretty hard when he gave the 'king' five minutes, tops.

A: We're glad you like him! He's one of our favorite characters.

Q: This chapter was EPIC. There are no other appropriate words to describe it. I'm happy that you seem to be incorporating my idea for Goku's motivation for transforming, & I can't wait to hear the whole tale from him next chapter. Also, angry Goku is rarely done well in fanfiction, but you accomplished it masterfully here. I also can't wait to see Kold rip the two Super Saiyans a new one when he transforms.

A: So glad that it met with your approval! Goku will provide an explanation soon enough, but right now they have a pretty big problem on their hands. King Cold isn't going anywhere just yet, and something tells me that his full power is still untapped.

Q: Since vegeta's actions will differ from canon, will new enemies be made? Or would you feel more comfortable just adjusting the established characters to better fit the story?

A: We're trying to maintain a balance of both! Hopefully the Android Saga will give a little more information about where Bringer of Death is going in the long term.

Q: i can never wait for the next tuesday or thursday to come around so i can read the next chapter.

A: We never can wait for the next chapter so that we can hear your thoughts!

Q: My one Q is this: How did Trunks know the exact time and coordinates of King Cold's location? I mean, he knew about Goku's arrival and the androids to a degree (this was Earth based) but who could have been out in space to record this time and place for Trunks to go to?

A: We promise to answer that question soon enough! Don't worry, we've already planned out exactly what happened.