The wasteland stretches out before us. Our friends and family wait at a safe distance, looking curious about what we're about to show them.
"Everyone's here," Bulma says, checking her tablet. "And I've set up energy monitoring equipment around the area. Whatever you three are about to show us, I want data."
I nod at Goku and Vegeta. We stand apart from the others, our tails wrapped around our waists in the traditional Saiyan style.
"So what exactly are we about to see?" Krillin asks, shielding his eyes from the sun. "Goku's been unusually quiet about this 'new transformation' thing."
"For once, Kakarot showed proper restraint," Vegeta says with a smirk. "Some things are better shown than explained."
Piccolo stands with arms crossed. "I sense something different about all three of you since yesterday. Your energy feels... changed somehow."
"That's one way of putting it," I reply, my tail swishing behind me. "We've discovered a new transformation - something that brings out the true potential of Saiyan biology."
Gohan steps forward. "This has something to do with the restored tails, doesn't it?"
"They were necessary to unlock the form," I explain. "But now that we've achieved it once, the pathway is established. We can transform directly without the intermediate steps."
"What do you mean?" Bulma asks.
Instead of explaining further, I decide to demonstrate. With a deep breath, I focus my energy and transform directly into Super Saiyan 4.
The change is immediate. Crimson fur covers my torso and arms. My hair lengthens while maintaining my distinctive style. My eyes change to gold with black pupils. My tail, now red to match my fur, swishes behind me.
Gasps erupt from our audience. The power radiating from me makes the air shimmer.
"Super Saiyan 4," I announce, my voice deeper in this form. "The true evolution of Saiyan potential."
Goku grins and follows suit. With a flash of light, he transforms directly into his Super Saiyan 4 form - red fur covering his upper body, black hair longer and wilder.
Vegeta, not to be outdone, transforms as well. His Super Saiyan 4 form appears with crimson fur and longer, wilder black hair.
The three of us stand transformed, our combined power making the very air vibrate. Even from this distance, I can see the shocked looks on our friends' faces.
"Incredible," Piccolo says as we approach, his eyes wide with amazement. "Your power levels are... beyond anything I've ever sensed."
"How did you discover this transformation?" Gohan asks, studying our transformed states with scientific interest.
"Initially, we had to use the Oozaru transformation as a stepping stone," I explain. "We created Power Balls to generate Blutz Waves, transformed into Oozaru, then channeled Super Saiyan energy to become Golden Oozaru, and finally compressed that power into this more efficient form."
"But now," Goku adds excitedly, "we can skip all those steps! Once the transformation pathway is established in our bodies, we can access Super Saiyan 4 directly!"
"No more need for Power Balls, moons, or Blutz Waves," Vegeta states with satisfaction. "The body remembers the path once it's been traveled."
"That's what makes this form so practical," I continue. "Unlike the Oozaru, which required external triggers, Super Saiyan 4 can be accessed at will, just like the other Super Saiyan forms."
"The readings are off the charts," Bulma says, staring at her tablet in disbelief. "Especially yours, Vegito. The energy output is... well, I don't even have a proper way to measure it."
"Can I touch it?" Goten asks, staring at Goku's red fur with childlike curiosity.
Goku laughs, kneeling down. "Sure, but be gentle. It's sensitive."
As Goten cautiously touches the crimson fur on his father's arm, Trunks approaches Vegeta with similar curiosity, though trying to look more casual about it.
"It's soft," Goten says with surprise. "I thought it would be rough."
"The transformation changes our biology completely," I explain. "It's not just an energy overlay like regular Super Saiyan forms - it's a complete physical change."
"Could I achieve this form?" Gohan asks.
"That's actually something we wanted to discuss," I reply, glancing at Vegeta, who nods in agreement. "With your tail restored, you should be capable of this transformation too. You'd only need to go through the Oozaru process once to establish the pathway. After that, you could transform directly like we're doing now."
"My tail?" Gohan repeats, surprised. "You think I should have mine restored too?"
"We're arranging another wish with the Namekian Dragon Balls," I confirm. "Your potential has always been extraordinary, Gohan. This transformation could help you reach new heights."
Piccolo steps forward. "I sense there's more to this sudden interest in power advancement than simple curiosity. What aren't you telling us, Vegito?"
As always, the Namekian's perception is sharp. I exchange glances with Goku and Vegeta, deciding how much to reveal.
"Let's just say I believe it's smart to be prepared," I reply carefully. "The universe is vast, and there are beings of immense power beyond anything we've faced before. Some of them may take an interest in Earth sooner rather than later."
"You know something specific," Piccolo presses, his eyes narrowing.
I keep my expression neutral. "Let's call it an informed hunch. When three Saiyans suddenly achieve unprecedented transformations, it creates ripples in the cosmic balance. Such ripples attract attention."
Vegeta adds his support. "Vegito's concern makes sense. Throughout the universe, power attracts power."
That settles it - Vegeta has the same suspicions as me, the coming of Beerus. Has perhaps my worry about him when they were still part of me bled into him for him to as well think of the Destroyer?
"I'd like to test its combat capabilities," I suggest, changing the subject. "Goku, Vegeta - shall we demonstrate through sparring?"
They agree readily, and we move to a more distant section of the wasteland to avoid endangering our audience.
"Standard rules?" Goku asks, dropping into a fighting stance.
"No energy attacks aimed toward the observers," Vegeta stipulates. "Otherwise, no holds barred."
"Agreed," I nod. "Let's give them a proper demonstration."
What follows is less a sparring match than a showcase of raw power and speed. The three of us move so fast that even the trained eyes of our fellow warriors struggle to follow.
Each impact creates shockwaves that ripple across the wasteland, shattering rocks and kicking up dust clouds.
Despite their newly increased power, Goku and Vegeta together are like ants trying to challenge a supernova when facing me in this form.
The gap that existed before has expanded to truly absurd proportions. The fusion multiplication factor combined with the Super Saiyan 4 transformation has created a power difference so vast it's almost incomprehensible.
It's akin to two base versions of me going against Super Saiyan Four me - with the two base versions being significantly less skilled in combat.
It is simply no contest.
Their attacks, though impressive enough to reshape worlds, barely register against my defenses.
Each of my counters must be carefully restrained to avoid causing them serious harm.
It's more of a challenge to hold back then to fight them - it is more instinct driven, this form that is - it's a stark demonstration of just how far beyond normal Saiyan limits my existence has reached.
After several minutes of this one-sided display that completely reshapes the surrounding landscape, we stop the demonstration.
Though I'm not even breathing hard, I'm concerned about the toll our power display is taking on the environment.
We return to the group, powering down to our base forms as we approach. The transition is smooth, the red fur receding as our appearances return to normal, tails once again brown and wrapped around our waists.
"That was... something else," Krillin comments, eyes wide. "I couldn't track your movements."
"The power output was like a level 7 earthquake," Bulma reports, reviewing the data on her tablet. "And that was just from the shockwaves of your physical impacts."
"It's settled then," I announce. "We'll arrange for Gohan's tail to be restored as soon as possible. With proper training, he should be able to achieve this transformation too."
"What about us?" Trunks asks, gesturing between himself and Goten. "We want tails too!"
"Perhaps when you're older," Vegeta tells Trunks. "The initial Oozaru transformation requires significant mental control. Without it, you could become a danger to yourselves and others."
As the group begins to disperse, Piccolo approaches me privately. "Whatever you're sensing coming our way," he says quietly, "I hope this new power is enough to handle it."
"So do I," I reply honestly. "But if not, at least we're better prepared than we would have been otherwise."
As we prepare to leave the wasteland, Gohan approaches me, looking thoughtful.
"This transformation," he begins, "it's not just about power, is it? There's something more fundamental happening - a reconnection with Saiyan heritage that goes beyond combat potential."
His perception is impressive, as always. "You're right," I confirm. "Super Saiyan 4 represents a balance that's been missing from our previous transformations. It's not just stronger - it's more complete."
"I'd like to try it," he decides. "Not just for the power, but for the understanding it might provide."
"I believe it will help," I tell him. "Your unique perspective as a hybrid might even reveal aspects of the transformation that pure Saiyans like us would miss."
With arrangements made to contact New Namek again for another wish, we return to West City. The day's demonstration has left everyone with much to consider.
As we fly back, I think about all that has happened, and am honestly still dissatisfied.
Beerus is... a threat.
He isn't some friendly cat alien that some of the future scenes in Super portray him as with him babysitting Bulla, no, if that thing is a creature of mood.
Earth was lucky for it to have its cuisine, for if not God knows that it would have been space dust.
Besides that I have no interest being his pet monkey that he can sic at other universes or train for his future entertainment.
If he becomes an uncontrollable threat. If he doesn't back off then...
Then I know how to kill him.
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(Author note: Hello everyone! I hope you all enjoyed the chapter!
Do tell me how you found it.
Yeah, I am not treating Beerus as simply a future friend, that thing is a monster - destruction being his job or not.
Goku, Vegeta and the rest were basically his pets for the entirety of Super. And don't tell me about how Bulma slapped him or the like,
its just like one getting slightly angry at being scratched by your cat and being momentarily annoyed with it - as ironic as that comparison may be.
If Beerus was malicious, and truly like the 'gods' of myth, like Zeus or Poseidon or the like for example, then they were all fucked.
So, since this is an AU - as Vegito has noticed, and his memories from Vegeta of Beerus are hazy, he will take all precautions and possibilities into consideration.
So yeah, do tell me how you found it and I hope to see you all later,
Bye!)