Over the next year, Max made a conscious effort to keep his promises. He regularly checked in with Panchy and Bulma, ensuring they knew where he was and when he'd be back. His training regimen became intense, pushing his body and mind to their limits in preparation for the inevitable Saiyan invasion.
The day finally arrived. The Saiyans descended—two massive, terrifying figures. Nappa, a muscle-bound giant with a mohawk, and Vegeta, a shorter but infinitely more dangerous man with intense, regal arrogance. They landed with crushing force, creating massive craters.
The Earth's defenders assembled immediately—Goku's friends, Piccolo, and Max.
The desert sun beat down mercilessly as Max, Piccolo, Tien, Chiaotzu, Yamcha, and Krillin gathered in the barren wasteland. They'd chosen this remote location deliberately—far from population centers, easy for the Saiyans to find. Max stood at the front, his outfit practical and battle-worn, his energy carefully suppressed but his presence undeniable.
They power up so they can find them As predicted, the Saiyans picked up on their energy signatures immediately. Nappa's grin was feral as he sensed their power levels. "Vegeta, look at this! A whole group of fighters waiting for us." He cackled, flexing his massive arms.
Vegeta crossed his arms, his dark eyes scanning the horizon. "Tch. A pathetic collection of Earth's defenders." He seemed unimpressed, but there was a flicker of curiosity in his gaze—especially when he sensed Max's unusual energy signature. "One of these stands out. More than the rest."
Nappa laughed. "Who cares? We'll crush them all."
The two Saiyans touched down on the desert floor, the impact kicking up a massive cloud of sand. As the dust settled, the Earth's defenders got their first clear look at the threats. Nappa towered over them, a mountain of muscle radiating sadistic energy. Vegeta stood slightly behind him, arms crossed, his expression unreadable but radiating a terrifying aura of superiority.
"Raditz mentioned a Kakarot," Nappa announced, cracking his knuckles as he looked the group over. "Which one of you weaklings is him?"
"Kakarot isn't here yet," Piccolo stated calmly, his cape billowing in the wind. Max stood silently beside him, muscles tense, eyes locked on Vegeta. " but which one of you called me, the prince of bitches." he said, still remembering the insult
"That was me and you're shorter than I imagined."
Vegeta's eye twitched, his expression twisting into something dark and murderous. "You—" he hissed, stepping forward, his aura flaring violently. Sand around his feet began to crystallize from the sheer heat and pressure.
Nappa laughed uproariously, slapping his knee. "Did you just call him short?!"
"I did."
Vegeta's power skyrocketed, his hair nearly standing on end as he glared at Max with pure killing intent. "You have five seconds to beg for your miserable life before I decide whether I want it quick or slow."
Nappa watched with amusement, clearly enjoying the show. "Go ahead, Vegeta. Teach him about Saiyan pride."
But Max didn't flinch.
Max's hands moved in a blur before Vegeta could fully react. He wasn't attacking Vegeta directly—he was attacking the battlefield.
"Chibaku Tensei!"
A gravitational singularity erupted from his palm, massive and immediate. The ground beneath their feet cracked and buckled as tons of desert earth and rock were ripped upward, forming a rapidly expanding sphere of debris.
Vegeta was caught off-guard—he'd barely had time to release his killer intent when his very surroundings started collapsing toward Max. Sand, rocks, even the crater they'd landed in began tearing toward that swirling gravitational core. Nappa staggered, caught in the pull.
"What the—" Nappa grunted, bracing himself with one massive hand slamming into the shifting earth.
Before the full force of Chibaku Tensei could pull them in completely, Max followed up with a devastating counterattack. He pushed both palms forward, unleashing a colossal shockwave that exploded outward from his body. The Almighty Push tore through the collapsed desert landscape with terrifying force.
The combination technique was catastrophic. The massive sphere of debris created by the Chibaku Tensei was instantly blasted outward by the Shinra Tensei, turning the floating gravitational core into a meteor shower of boulders raining down on the desert.
Vegeta and Nappa were both blown backward, sliding violently across the sand as the shockwave leveled the surrounding dunes. " that's it Nappa plant some cyber man to handle the weakling while we handle him."
"Got it." Nappa cracked his neck, tapping a button on his scouter. Immediately, six green robotic cybermen materialized from the Saiyan pods, their weapons locking onto Krillin, Piccolo, Tien, Yamcha, and Chiaotzu.
Vegeta dusted himself off, leveling his murderous gaze solely on Max. "You insolent little bastard."
He launched himself at Max in a blur of motion, fist connecting with Max's jaw before anyone could react. Max was sent flying backward, crashing through three boulders before skidding to a stop on his back.
"Nobody speaks to a Saiyan Prince that way," Vegeta growled, floating down toward his motionless form.
He got up and Rolled his arm around. " I actually felt that. Guess that means I need to get serious." he said powering up
Max's aura exploded outward, sand and debris scattering violently as his power level surged. His calm expression hardened into something predatory, and the air around him crackled with unrestrained energy.
Vegeta's eyes widened for just a split second—caught off-guard again. "Tch. You had more power hidden than your scouter registered."
"You have five seconds to impress me," Vegeta sneered, dropping into his guard stance. "Then I'm going to tear your limbs off."
In the background, Nappa roared with laughter as the Cybermen opened fire on the Z Fighters, blaster bolts filling the air. Piccolo and Krillin immediately went on the defensive, trying to draw the machines away from the weaker fighters.
The desert became a blur of violence as Max and Vegeta clashed. Fist met fist, knee met elbow, and shockwaves exploded with every impact. Vegeta was fighting with elite Saiyan precision—rapid, brutal strikes aimed at vital points—while Max countered with impossible speed and fluid technique.
They shattered several rock formations mid-exchange, evenly matched. Neither was giving ground.
"Faster than a Saiyan, huh?" Vegeta grunted, catching Max's kick and spinning him into a devastating roundhouse that connected with Max's ribs. "But you're still—"
Max vanished before the next hit landed. Reappeared behind Vegeta with a spinning elbow that cracked against the back of his skull.
Vegeta staggered, his pride visibly wounded.
Vegeta growled, turning with a brutal knee kick aimed at Max's stomach. Max ducked, the wind of the blow rushing past his head—but he'd underestimated Vegeta's reaction speed.
A follow-up fist caught him square in the chest, sending him skidding backwards through the desert floor.
"Nice try," Vegeta sneered, charging in with a flurry of punches that landed like sledgehammers. Max blocked and weaved, trying to create an opening—but Vegeta's relentless assault kept him on the defensive. The Saiyan Prince's aura intensified, his power level spiking.
A massive explosion of sand erupted as Vegeta's last punch connected with Max's guard, sending him reeling.
Meanwhile, the Cybermen were overwhelming the Z Fighters. Piccolo blasted two apart but three more closed in on him. Krillin was desperately dodging blasts, Tien trying to keep them away from Chiaotzu. Yamcha was already taken down by when one of them exploded on him.
That was the opening Vegeta needed. He rocketed toward the unbalanced Max and drove a knee into his gut. As Max doubled over, Vegeta wrapped both hands around his skull and slammed him headfirst into the ground, creating a massive crater.
Dust and smoke filled the air.
Vegeta watched with growing unease as Max pulled himself from the crater, bones knitting back together with sickening cracks, wounds sealing instantly. His power level didn't just recover—it surpassed its previous peak.
"What the—" Vegeta stepped back, scouter beeping frantically. Nappa paused his Cyberman slaughter. "Vegeta, his power—"
"Shut up!"
The scouter on Vegeta's ear exploded, the tiny device unable to contain the rapidly climbing numbers. Max's aura was now comparable to Vegeta's—no, possibly surpassing it.
"Impossible..." Vegeta hissed, sweat beading on his forehead. "He's adapting? No human—"
Nappa glanced back at the Cybermen, realizing they were struggling.
The scouter on Vegeta's ear exploded, the tiny device unable to contain the rapidly climbing numbers. Max's aura was now comparable to Vegeta's—no, possibly surpassing it.
"Impossible..." Vegeta hissed, sweat beading on his forehead. "He's adapting? No human—"
Nappa glanced back at the Cybermen, realizing they were struggling.
"Let's see how you handle *this*!" Vegeta roared, crouching low and thrusting two fingers upward. His massive ki exploded outward, turning the sky a sickly purple.
"GALICK GUN!"
A colossal beam of purple energy screamed toward Max, tearing up the desert floor and vaporizing everything in its path.
The Galick Gun hit Max square on, his body engulfed in violent purple energy. The desert exploded around him, a massive crater forming where he stood. Vegeta's smirk returned as he watched the energy dissipate, sure that no one could survive such a direct hit.
The dust settled slowly. Vegeta's smirk faded as he saw Max emerge from the crater, unharmed. Not just unharmed—his aura was even stronger than before. The Saiyan Prince's scouter shattered this time, unable to process the power level.
Max moved with instantaneous speed, his fist connecting with Vegeta's jaw before the Saiyan Prince could even flinch. The impact sounded like a cannon firing, shattering Vegeta's teeth and snapping his head back violently.
Vegeta was launched backward like a missile, crashing through three mesas and embedding deep into a canyon wall. Nappa stood frozen, mouth agape.
Nappa's jaw literally dropped. Vegeta—the Saiyan Prince, the strongest fighter in the universe—had just been one-shotted.
Behind them, Piccolo, Krillin, and the remaining Z Fighters froze in shock, staring at Max. The Cybermen paused their assault, recognizing the overwhelming power shift.
"Vegeta..." Nappa whispered terrified. "Prince..."
Suddenly, rubble exploded outward from the canyon wall. Vegeta pulled himself free, trembling violently, blood pouring from his mouth. His armor was cracked, his tail twitching erratically.
But it wasn't defeat in his eyes—it was madness.
"You... hit... ME..." Vegeta rasped, his ki suddenly spiking uncontrollably. "YOU LOW CLASS WORM!"
Nappa stepped back nervously as Vegeta's power level skyrocketed to terrifying heights—far beyond his usual limit. The prince was losing control, his pride and rage pushing him into a deadly transformation.
"I'LL KILL YOU!" Vegeta screamed, rocketing toward Max with insane speed, his attacks now wilder, more desperate, each hit carrying enough force to level cities. The Z Fighters scattered as shockwaves ripped apart the landscape. "RRRAGH!"
Max met every blow head-on, adapting to each strike, growing stronger with every impact.
Vegeta's rage was absolute—every punch shook the earth, every kick sent shockwaves across the desert. But Max simply absorbed them, his body healing faster than Vegeta could damage it, adapting to every combat style the Saiyan Prince threw at him.
"DIE! DIE! DIE!" Vegeta screamed, his form barely keeping up with his insanity.
Nappa watched in horror.
Nappa was being pushed back by the Z Fighters' combined assault. He was strong, but they outnumbered him. His attention was divided between defending himself and watching in disbelief as his prince lost his mind.
*Meanwhile, Max and Vegeta's clash reached catastrophic levels. Vegeta's final desperate attack was a self-destructive ki blast meant to take them both out—something he'd never used outside of near-death situations.* "If I die... YOU DIE WITH ME, WORM!"
*Crack-boom!*
A sickening impact reverberated across the desert, the sound of black lightning arcing out. Max had appeared instantly in Vegeta's personal space, fist connected with a violent black flash. The impact sent Vegeta hurtling through several mountain ranges, collapsing the rock faces as he tumbled through destruction.
Nappa's jaw hit the floor.
Vegeta slammed into the final mountain range with enough force to trigger a landslide, burying him completely under tons of rock. The black lightning from Max's attack still arced through the sky, a terrifying testament to the power he had just unleashed.
Silence fell over the desert battlefield. The Z Fighters stopped their assault on Nappa, staring in horror at the destruction.
Nappa dropped to his knees, his eyes wide with pure terror. The Z Fighters lowered their guard completely, unable to comprehend the sheer power that had just decimated the Saiyan Prince.
Slowly, Vegeta's hand burst from the rubble. He pulled himself out, dragging his broken body, his tail twitching spasmodically.
Vegeta coughed up a massive amount of blood, his armor completely shattered, his body bruised purple and black. He tried to stand, his legs trembling violently, but collapsed to one knee. The look of absolute madness was gone—replaced by sheer, unadulterated terror.
He looked up at Max, hovering effortlessly in the sky. " I will not be defeated." he said an energy in his hand and he sent it into the sky.
As the artificial moons unleashed their Blutz Waves, Vegeta, Nappa, and even Gohan underwent terrifying transformations. Their muscles bulged, fur sprouted rapidly, and they morphed into massive Great Apes, towering over the desert landscape.
The ground shook under their colossal weight. Great Ape Vegeta let out a earth-shattering roar, his power level multiplying tenfold instantly.
A blinding construct of spectral, rib-like chakra erupted around Max, weaving itself into a towering, azure samurai warrior. The Perfect Susanoo materialized instantly, a massive warrior clad in layered armor, its facial features obscured by a menacing helm. It dwarfed even the Great Apes.
The three transformed Saiyans roared in primal fury, charging toward the blue giant.
The Perfect Susanoo's armored fist connected with Great Ape Vegeta with a resounding boom. The impact sent shockwaves rippling through the desert, blowing back Nappa and Gohan. Vegeta's massive form was punched clean through a mountain range, leaving a massive crater behind.
Great Ape Gohan, blinded by instinct and the artificial moon's control, swung a massive, tree-trunk sized arm at the Perfect Susanoo. The blow connected with brutal force, denting the chakra armor.
The Perfect Susanoo shook under the primal assault, the azure armor cracking under Gohan's mindless fury. Meanwhile, Great Ape Vegeta and Nappa roared and recovered, realizing their advantage.
The Z Fighters below froze in horror—Gohan was attacking their strongest ally. "GOHAN! STOP!" Piccolo screamed, realizing the boy had no self-control.
he managed to get gohan off of him Vegeta tried to attack him from behind the two arms made of Chakra Caught him and threw him backwards.