"What are you saying, Vegeta!?"

"What are you saying, Vegeta!?"

Kakarot and Turles barked in an eerie mirror image of one another. Even their tones and facial expressions matched one another. They frowned at one another and crossed their arms. Vegeta huffed in annoyance at having to repeat himself. "Exactly what I just said. I've been reasonable enough letting Kakarot's rag tag group of outcasts run around with us. I will not suffer a second group of idiots holding us back.." He warned. The two identical saiyans shared a disgusted look, neither one clearly willing to just abandon their respective teams.

"The two of you will have to figure it out within the hour, or I'll kill them all myself. That's my ultimatum." The prince's demeanor made it clear there would be no room for argument.

"What's there to figure out?" Turles muttered, bitterly. "My Crusher corps is composed of five incredibly capable soldiers, trained by yours truly and by my count, Kakarot has brought along 6 pathetic meat sacks to challenge. Since you insist on giving the saiyan half breed and it's weakling mother a free pass."

Kakarot resisted the urge to 'Rock the saiyan's shit' as the kids say, and instead spat out his retort at the siayan's feet, cutting Turles off. "I agree. My team of Piccolo, Krillin, Yamcha, Chi Chi, Tien and Chiaotzu, will take on yours. Not sure how my team will feel about the unfair number advantage though.." He said truthfully.

"Seriously?!" Turles barked in a mocking laugh. "Don't make me laugh. Your pathetic friends will need all the help they can get. ahaha!" He remarked snidely.

Kakarot repressed the urge to punch his doppelganger in the stupid face. Of all the siayans he had met, he really hated this man in particular for some reason.. He sighed and took a deep breath. "Very well, let's go inform the others of our arrangement." He finished with a determined, knit-brow expression.

Not far off, on a large dusty plain…

"Are you sure about this, Goku? This feels wrong, even to me." Piccolo stood with his arms crossed. The Namekian's normally covered head tentacles waved slightly in the wind.

The saiyan in question shrugged. "Vegeta isn't giving us much of a choice and besides. Those aren't really the kind of guys we want around so.. Maybe this is for the best." He finished, uncertainly. His best friend Krillin walked up and patted the saiyan on the back. "Hey don't worry about it, man. We'll be fine. Besides.. We need to pay these assholes back for what they did to this planet and it's people.."

There was a collective air of agreement as the Z warriors convened for one final pep talk before the fight. And then the Earthlings with the inclusion of Piccolo formed a line, standing face to face with Turles's crusher corps. They laughed and snarled, mocking the warriors but Kakarot's trusted allies held their ground with unwavering resolve.

Piccolo faced off against Amond the largest and strongest of the group. On the right hand side of Amond was daizu, a man who looked remarkably like a saiyan but was actually the heir of some divine dynasty. Krillin took a stance across from the man, signaling he would be his opponent.

On the left of Amond was Cacao, a cyborg who operated more or less as a bounty hunter these days. Yamcha and Chi Chi squared off against him.

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And last but not least the duo of Tien and Chaizou stood face to face against the twins Lakasei and Rasin, two small, purple beings which were once part of the infamous Beenz peoples. Legend has it they had by and large been extinct; However: it seemed Turles had somehow found the means to revive these two in particular, who stood at the pinnacle of their race.

"Alright, everybody!" Turles barked from a large rock several feet above the two groups. "I want a good, dirty, match! And may the scummiest group win." He grinned evilly, eyeing Kakarot in particular.

The Warriors needed no more words as both groups exploded into action simultaneously. It was immediately made obvious that in terms of sheer power, the Z-warriors were outclassed.. It wouldn't be unreasonable to assume that turtles's crusher corps had all shared one of the magical fruits with one another prior to the Z-warriors' arrival..

Turles wasted no time pulling out a scouter and scanning the two groups in order to ascertain their power levels. He smirked at the results.

Amond: 40,000

Daizu: 25,000

Cacao: 27,000

Lakasei and Rasin: 15,000

Calculating group battle power… *Beep!* 122,000!!!

Piccolo: 15,000

Krillin: 16,000

Yamcha 10,000

Chi Chi 8,000

Tien: 12,000

Chiaotzu: 9,000

Calculating group battle power… *Beep!* 70,000!!!

'This will be over quickly!' Turles thought as the first round of blows were exchanged.

Amond arrived at Piccolo long before anyone else could react and kneed the Namekian in the gut, carrying him past the rest of the Z-warriors and far off until they were out of sight..

"Piccolooo!" Krillin yelled over his shoulder in concern for the man. He was forced to turn around however as Daizu chuckled at the bald monk, "You should really be worried about yourself right now, Hiyahhh!" The dynasty prince roared, launching a large Ki blast with one hand.

Yamcha dashed forward, attempting to help his short friend but Chi Chi grabbed the back of his Gi and forcefully yanked him backwards. He yelped in surprise and confusion just before several deadly missiles whizzed past him, missing the man by mere inches.

He went ghostly pale and turned around to thank his woman for literally saving his life. She pecked him on the cheek and glared determinedly at the smirking robot who had very nearly killed her boyfriend. "I know how you feel but we have to trust the others to take care of themselves. Focus." Chi Chi advised.

Yamcha nodded determinedly. "Right!"

Bobbing and weaving through the air, the movements performed by the twins Lakasei and Rasin were so synchronized that they often appeared as one individual warrior as they charged the duo of Chiaotzu and Tien. The students of the Crane school jumped back several feet and went separate ways in order to try and force the twins to split up.

It worked well enough but unfortunately Turles's soldiers were faster than they anticipated. The two telekinetics were unable to defend themselves as the twins split apart and kicked the two Z-warriors much further away from each other than they would have liked…

Several dozen meters away, Krillin and Daizu tumbled through the air. Managing to get the upper hand for just a split second, Krillin threw the man by his ankle.

this gave the bald monk a moment to breathe and survey the battles around him.. Piccolo was still out of sight.. Tien and Chiaotzu seemed to be holding their own well enough. Although the twins were clearly stronger, the Z-warriors were arguably more skilled.

But they were all moving farther away by the second and he didn't much like that.. However, a more pressing concern caught his attention and he sucked in through his teeth.

With Yamcha and Chi Chi..

The cyborg Cacao blasted Chi Chi away with a concussive blast Ki of force, sending her flying from view. "Chi Chi! Damn youuu!" Yelled the wolf bandit as he charged his mechanical opponent head on. He drop kicked the tall being in the chest causing him to stumble. Yamcha quickly pulled back his arms and yelled, "Kamehameha!" Seeking to press his advantage however..

Several panels and flaps on the cyborgs armor opened up revealing jet propulsion systems, or at least something similar. Blue energy blasted the cyborg upward and out of the beam's trajectory. As Yamcha released his blast his eyes widened in surprise as Cacao dive bombed the man and buried him into the ground below, leaving Ymacha covered in dirt in a ten foot deep crater.

The cyborg descended until he was hovering only a dozen meters above the downed bandit. He raised an arm.. "Time for you to die, weakling."

On a different rocky outcropping a fair distance away from Turles's position, Kakarot crossed his arms and narrowed his eyes. On his left Raditz studied the battle with a cool expression while on his right Vegeta stepped forward and said with a frown, "It doesn't look like your little friends are doing too well, Kakarot. Are you willing to watch them die should they lose this battle?"

Kakarot looked over and raised an eyebrow. "Huh? Oh, the guys? They're doing fine." He said absent-mindedly. He turned back to the battle with a knowing smirk. "Clearly we aren't seeing the same fight. Look underneath the surface. Sure right now my guys are playing a heavy defense while Turles's men go on an all out offensive. And my team may even take some damage.. But it's all a means to an end." He said confidently.

crossing his arms he continued, "While Turles's group reveals all of their cards and exhausts themselves, my friends are planning their counterattack. They'll end it in one swift push. Watch, Prince Vegeta. This is the power of teamwork."

Vegeta glared at the man but said nothing. He grunted as turned his attention back to the two dueling groups.

End of chapter 22.