Kolard found himself rushing through a forest that smelled like the ones he had passed by on his trip to Ponyville from Canterlot. His heart was racing and his legs were tired. It had felt like he had been running for hours. He couldn't see what he had been running from, but he remembered the voice, the bone chilling voice that he hadn't heard in a few days. The last time he had heard that voice, he returned to his home planet and woke up here. How could he have found him, he wondered. The Saiyan didn't have much time to ponder that as the figure that he was running from appeared in front of him, laughing like a nobleman as he did. "Oh you filthy monkey, did you really think that you could hide from me on a planet full of colorful ponies? I'm going to enjoy watching you die slowly and painfully," Frieza stated coldly.

The low-class warrior found himself gripped with fear, he had witnessed the power of this monster. However, more Friezas moved out of the forest to join the first one. With each one, the dread that Kolard felt grew exponentially. A swift blow with a tail sent the Saiyan flying into a tree where he saw the dead body of Twilight Sparkle. He backed away in shock and horror, only to run into the corpse of Fluttershy hanging upside down from a pair of branches. He fell to his hands and knees and started to vomit, shaking violently as he did. The body of Rarity fell next to him, she too had been killed by this army of Frieza. The looked up to see Zecora stand in front of him, only to be instantly vaporized by an attack from the tyrant.

This caused Kolard to snap, his usually spiky hair stood straight up and started to take on a reddish tint. His eyes completely whited out and a golden aura appeared around him. He lost control of himself and lost his senses. Instinct took over and he rushed Frieza only to be swatted aside as if he was nothing. However the Pseudo Super Saiyan wouldn't stop, he picked himself back up and roared to the heavens, charging a blast that was more powerful than he had ever used before. The red orb of energy suddenly started to glow golden as it grew bigger than the low-class warrior himself. "Die Frieza!" he roared out and fired the attack.

Frieza unleashed a laugh and then formed a supernova. The blast that the Saiyan had unleashed was absorbed. This snapped him out of the Pseudo Super Saiyan state, dropping him down to base as he could only stare in horror. His end was coming and this was the same attack that destroyed his home planet. Soon Equestria would be destroyed and there was nothing he could do to stop it. Like the mysterious warrior who had tried to stop it before him, he was too weak. Everyone he had gotten to meet and wanted to help protect would die along with him. Kolard had nothing left, he had used what power he had left in the attack that was meant to kill Frieza. All the warrior could do was close his eyes as the orb was thrown at him and wait for the brief extreme pain and then oblivion to follow.

The pain never came, oblivion never came. The ground beneath his boots had changed to that of a floor. "Open your eyes, Kolard. Death will not come for you while I control the dreamworld," said the voice of Princess Luna.

The Saiyan opened his eyes and dropped to the ground breathing heavily, "Are Twilight and the others okay?" he asked, obviously panicked and worried.

The Princess of the Night nodded, "They are perfectly safe, you are dreaming, Kolard. None of what happened before is real, but that horned pink creature. What was he?"

Fear ripped through the warrior, sweat started to drip from his face. Memories of his past flashed through his mind and he started shaking violently. Even days later and in an entirely different realm of existence, the tyrant that controlled his people still instilled fear within the Saiyan warrior. Just the casual way Frieza executed his men for doing something so simple, such as calling him short. Kolard had only seen him once and that was when he was there to deliver scouters to the planet the Saiyan had been sent to as a child. Even being in the presence of the tyrant for only a few moments was enough to instill a lifelong fear into the warrior.

That fear began to switch to anger as he started to think about his adoptive people suffering and his eyes turned red again as he rushed the Alicorn Princess before him. The Saiyan warrior quickly found himself blasted back and then held in a telekinetic grip that he couldn't escape from. He attempted to thrash about, screaming as he did so, the thoughts of his friends, his adoptive family, all of those innocents dying at Frieza's hand awoke something within him. His red eyes became golden as he just started roaring like an ape. Luna found it four times as difficult to hold him as it was before, but being an Alicorn, he was no match for her.

"Listen, I know that you're angry and hurt. But please, calm down, Kolard. You have to calm down or this could hurt you in the waking world! Zecora could get hurt!" Luna pleaded.

This got the attention of the Saiyan who looked at her, "Z-Zecora?" he said in a gruffer voice than normal. Tears started to stream down his face at the idea of Zecora being hurt. Lightning bolts started to strike around the Saiyan as his hair started standing straight up, his yellow eyes returned to their black color and then started to transition between black and teal. His black hair flickered from black to a golden-yellow. "I won't forgive him for hurting Zecora!"

It was obvious to the Princess of the Night that all Kolard had heard was the words hurt and Zecora. She could feel the Saiyan was able to tap into power within the dream that he didn't have in the waking world. She began to wonder if his subconscious was responding to some sort of legend that he had heard during his childhood. Luna quickly cast a spell to stop what was going on and the Saiyan immediately dropped back to base form.

Kolard immediately started to feel calmer and more focused. His mind wasn't rushing and he wasn't as panicked. His black eyes focused on the dark blue Alicorn before him, he recognized her as the being he tried to fight when he was dropped out of his Great Ape form. Seeing the Princess in a regal gown with a silver crown instead of the armor that she had worn that night was a bit jarring for the warrior. Her telekinetic hold on him was released and he was allowed to stand on the ground.

"Frieza... we Saiyans used to call him Lord Frieza when the Cold Force was renamed as the Frieza Force. I've only seen King Cold a few times in my life, he is a very imposing figure, taller than any Saiyan and even more powerful than his son, Frieza. But while Frieza was cruel and spiteful towards us Saiyans, King Cold treated us with a bit of respect despite his enslavement of us six years ago. The year would've been seven hundred and thirty-one on the Galactic Calendar. If you're wondering, I was twelve at the time. I was born to parents I never met who sent me away in the year seven hundred and nineteen," the warrior told her, his voice almost quiet as if to hide his sadness.

Luna's eyes widened at this, she hadn't known that this person never got to know their parents. "So where are your parents now? Did they make it off the planet before it was destroyed?" she asked, hoping for a positive answer.

Kolard shook his head wordlessly, he didn't know who his parents were. Like most Saiyans, he was born just to be an asset to the Saiyan Army and when it was found that he would've been a liability, he was discarded and abandoned. The only Saiyans that would give him the time of day were a lot like him, except they had been able to stay on Planet Vegeta. "Every other Saiyan as far as I know died on the planet in the explosion except for one Saiyan. He was sent away to a planetoid known as Vampa. From what little I know, the place is absolutely hellish, there is no way he could've survived. As far as I know and possibly will ever know, I'm the last remaining Saiyan in existence," he stated, having lost count of how many times he has said or even thought that.

Luna wasn't usually a pony for openly showing affection, but hearing the tale of an abandoned child who had lost everything after turning eighteen was too much for her. The dark blue Alicorn walked over and picked up the Saiyan in a hug. It was a strange feeling for the warrior, even his adoptive parents never hugged him. He didn't understand how to react to this gesture. "Normally when somepony hugs another, it's polite to return the gesture," the Princess of the Night told him.

Kolard wrapped his arms around Luna and he buried his head into her fur, starting to cry. Luna gently rubbed the back of his head, "I can't give you a family, young warrior. That is something that you will have to find for yourself. But I can promise that whenever you have a nightmare, I will step in to stop it. Seeing how badly they had affected you is indeed sobering. I have to ask though, do you truly care that much about Zecora? Enough to the thought of her being in danger started to power you up greatly?" she said to him in a gentle tone.

He removed his head from her chest and looked up into her cyan eyes. "Zecora was the first pony that I've ever met, she took me in despite not knowing me and I was worried that I might have crushed or vaporized her as a Great Ape. She's... the closest thing I have to a friend and I don't want to see her get hurt," the Saiyan confessed.

The Princess of the Night smiled and let go of him, "Zecora is a very wise Zebra, she will be able to help you and teach you about everything you need to learn. However, I sense there is something on your mind," she observed.

The warrior turned away from her, he looked up at the sky and saw the moon, the same full moon that had turned him into a great ape. "There is a legend amongst my people. A legend known as the Super Saiyan. As the only Saiyan left, perhaps, I survived because I am the Legendary Super Saiyan. But the Super Saiyan was said to be unbeatable, impossible for anyone to even come close to defeating. His power was greater than any other's. So how could I be the Super Saiyan if I'm so weak," he lamented.

The Lunar Alicorn frowned, "You're not weak, Kolard. Even if you aren't the strongest fighter in the world. Even if you aren't as strong as my sister or I, that doesn't mean that you aren't strong in your own way. You survived when no one else did, it weighs heavily on you mind and haunts your nightmares. Yet, you keep going. You keep pushing onward and I can tell that you have a desire to protect the ponies you meet as a way of atoning for what you consider your greatest failure. Someone weak would've given into despair and given up entirely. Never forget that," she scolded.

A smile crossed the Saiyan's face, she wasn't wrong. "Thanks, your highness," he told her before walking away.

The Princess of the Night was confused as to what the warrior was doing, "Where are you going?" she asked.

He turned around with a smile, "This is my dream right? Then I can control it. It might not be real, but I'm going to have an all you can eat buffet," Kolard replied.

The Lunar Princess had learned about the ravenous appetite of the Saiyan from her sister and from seeing him eat dinner. All she could do was shake her head with a smile and shrug. Her job to save him from his nightmare was done, but she had the feeling she forgot to tell him something. She decided it wasn't that important and left his dream to allow the Saiyan to eat his imaginary buffet on his own.

Author's Note

Since it was a dream, I decided to allow Kolard to be able to tap into Pseudo Super Saiyan, Wrathful State, and start the transformation into Super Saiyan. He does not have any of these transformations in the waking world as it was his subconscious trying to figure out what the Super Saiyan of Legend was like.

As for if he's the Legendary Super Saiyan? Not even close. That title still belongs to Broly, who he assumes had died on Vampa.