The morning on Namek broke bright and deceptive, with skies too serene for the chaos that brewed beneath. The Z Fighters had awakened early, each of them sensing the growing storm on the horizon—the unmistakable aura of Frieza's power.
Goku (checking the Dragon Radar): "Only seven Dragon Balls... but only one radar. That means we need to move carefully and fast."
Piccolo (grimly): "With Frieza and his elites around, we can't afford to get spotted."
Gohan (serious): "We can split into teams. We've trained enough to handle this."
Goku: "Right. Krillin, you're with me. Piccolo, take Gohan. We'll cover more ground that way."
Piccolo: "And remember—not every battle needs to be fought. Stay hidden if you must. Protect the Namekians."
Meanwhile, Master Roshi and Chiaotzu remained behind near the hidden ship, casting stealth fields powered by Chiaotzu's psychic energy. Their role: guard the ship at all costs.
Master Roshi (adjusting his shades): "Let the young bucks fight. Our job's just as important."
Chiaotzu (focused): "If they find the ship, we lose everything."
Raditz, Tien, and Yamcha – Namekian Guardians
The trio moved from village to village, warning the Namekians of Frieza's forces and helping them hide or evacuate. Tien and Yamcha worked as silent defenders, eliminating scouting drones and foot soldiers without drawing attention.
Raditz (to a group of villagers): "Frieza's men are coming. Hide and take cover, we'll deal with the intruders."
A child clutched his mother's cloak as Raditz gently ruffled his hair.
Raditz (softly): "This time… no more slaughter."
Just then, a blast echoed across the plains. Smoke billowed from the next village.
Dodoria and Zarbon – Massacre Begins
Dodoria's roar echoed across the green plains as he smashed a Namekian elder into a wall, sending his blood across the mossy stone.
Dodoria (laughing): "This one talked too much. Where's the next village, Zarbon?"
Zarbon (casually brushing his hair): "To the west. Our scouts say they're hiding a Dragon Ball."
Frieza's elites left a trail of devastation behind them—homes incinerated, villages decimated.
From above, Frieza floated silently in his hover pod, expression unreadable.
Frieza (to himself): "So fragile... and yet they still try to resist. How delightfully foolish."
A scout landed beside Dodoria, panting and injured.
Frieza Soldier: "S-sir! There's been resistance... humans, Namekians, and someone with a tail… Saiyan blood. They're working together."
Dodoria (growling): "Raditz. I'll crush him myself."
Zarbon: "No. Not yet. Let's let the game continue. Frieza enjoys watching the struggle."
Dragon Ball Search Continues
Goku and Krillin reached a Namekian village deep within a canyon, guided by the radar's pulsing light.
Krillin: "There's a Dragon Ball here. You sense anything?"
Goku (serious): "Yeah. Someone strong. Not Frieza strong, but still… strong."
They stepped forward as a tall Namekian appeared from the shadows. His eyes were calm, but his posture battle-ready.
Nail (firmly): "Who are you? Why are you here?"
Goku (smiling): "I'm Son Goku. We came to protect Namek... and stop Frieza."
Nail paused, scanning their Ki. His expression softened.
Nail: "You are not like them. Then come. The Grand Elder must speak with you."
Back with Yamcha's group
Smoke still hung heavy over the desolated Namekian village. Screams had faded, but the scars remained. Across the battlefield, a battered group of survivors huddled near the wreckage—until an armored boot cracked against the ground.
Dodoria (snarling): "Little worms think they can hide from us?!"
The massive brute raised his hand to annihilate the last Namekian child. But before his energy blast could ignite—
Yamcha (roaring): "Not today!"
Yamcha rocketed from the cliffside and slammed his foot into Dodoria's face, sending the pink brute tumbling across the ground, crashing into the side of a crater.
Namekian Child (wide-eyed): "You... you saved me!"
Yamcha (grinning): "You're safe now, kid. Go!"
Dodoria rose, furious, blood trickling from his lip.
Dodoria: "YOU! I'll kill you slowly—"
Zarbon (While circling Yamcha ready to attack): "Fool!"
Before he could strike, a second blur struck.
Raditz (roaring): "Not while I'm here!"
With a spinning roundhouse, Raditz smashed into Zarbon just as the elegant warrior moved to intercept. The kick sent Zarbon flying into a boulder, knocked unconscious in a single blow.
Tien (stoically): "We're not done yet. Solar Flare!"
Blinding light burst from Tien's hands. Even Frieza, floating above and watching, shielded his eyes.
Frieza (outraged): "What?! My sight—!"
Raditz (to Yamcha): "Grab the kid. Move!"
Yamcha: "On it!"
The trio vanished into the sky, vanishing before the afterglow faded. When Frieza's vision returned, he was greeted by the groans of Dodoria and a bruised Zarbon.
Frieza (coldly): "You let Raditz—Raditz—humiliate you? And what of the scouters?!"
Dodoria (gritting teeth): "They were destroyed in the ambush. We can't track their signatures anymore."
Zarbon: "They're hiding their energy."
Frieza's aura flared violently, displacing the surrounding clouds.
Frieza (furious): "Then FIND them! This planet's secrets will not remain hidden from me."
Elsewhere on Namek
High above the Namekian landscape, Vegeta and Nappa stood on a plateau overlooking a burning village.
Nappa (smirking): "Looks like Frieza's already started the party."
Vegeta (coldly): "Let him think he's in control. We'll use this chaos to our advantage."
Vegeta pulled out a scouter briefly but didn't activate it.
Vegeta: "We move without being sensed. Village to village. We'll collect the Dragon Balls ourselves."
Nappa (grinning): "And when we've got them?"
Vegeta: "Then we kill Frieza."
At the Grand Elder's Village
Goku and Krillin followed Nail through a winding corridor carved into the mountain's side. At its peak sat the Grand Elder—immense, ancient, yet glowing with wisdom.
Grand Elder (softly): "You seek the Dragon Balls… not for conquest, but for protection."
Goku (bowing respectfully): "Yes, sir. We're here to stop Frieza."
The Grand Elder laid a hand on Goku's shoulder, eyes closing.
Grand Elder: "Your heart is pure. You carry a great burden. I see… potential. And something more."
Nail (curious): "Do you think they can win, Elder?"
Grand Elder: "Perhaps… with unity, strength, and time. I will lend what help I can."