Arriving upon the scene, both ships had just landed, and their crews moved off the ramps when we arrived, from what I could feel of Nail and Piccolo… those were also incoming, with the clones already beginning to disperse in small batches, adding their power back to the originals.
I went for Turles, sweeping through the area at break-neck speed, my fist rocking his face and sending him backwards through his ship, blowing it to pieces. Whatever surprise period we had ended with their retaliation, some blue skinned warrior and the Crusher Corps descended upon us while Turles returned, rubbing at his neck with an arrogant smirk.
Everyone found a target though and with Piccolo and Nail returning, their clones slowly dispersing, our side picked their battles. I, Vegeta and Goku targeted Turles and this blue skinned warrior, of whom I thought could be this Gas person by the looks of him… and the fact his power was more than mine, or even Baby's… the nameless blue-skinned warrior didn't appear to be arrogant though, taking this beginning bout at the most serious level he could take.
Tien, Chiaotzu and Yang ganged on one the largest of the Crusher Corps, the one with the hair-braid and muscular disposition while Qrow, Pyrrha and Zangya targeted the human look-alike. Dabura and Mira met with vicious impact against the red-skinned alien warrior with the cyborg-like body and Cumber went after the brainiac-looking twin freaks with savage glee. Seventeen and Sixteen already targeted these other blue skinned fools, most of which it looked that the one blue-skinned warrior was about to abandon the fight with I, Vegeta and Goku in order to help his allies. Towa was support, same as Chiaotzu though the later instead engaged with Tien and Yang at the front.
"Annoying…" Turles sneered, looking at the devastated ship, his right eye twitched while he held a hand up, taking off his red-tinted scouter. Turning towards us, recognizing the lot of us as threats.
"Gas… post haste, remove yourself from this fight… I'll handle these bull-headed fools. Well then, I am surprised-"
"-Save your smug mouth for the next dimension, fool. You'll be heading there shortly." Vegeta took off for him, engaging him, within 'Super Saiyan Four' while Turles kept up with him… within his base form.
Though it wasn't one side greater than the other, Vegeta and Turles gave as much as they took in way of their lightning fast melee brawl, the other ship nearby was blasted by Seventeen, cutting it in half with a 'Destructo Disk' attack, detonating it after the clear cut. Goku targeted Gas, quickly reaching where he appeared in front of Seventeen and Sixteen, assisting them against the four Heeter force members, their soldier, some warriors assisting those four blue-skinned aliens that I believed are the Heeter Force leaders.
Since Vegeta looked quite capable in fighting against Turles, I went after the yellow-skinned shrimp, holding two blades and the other one… green of hair, similar in appearance to a human, also… he was glaring hatefully at me now.
"Alright you two, come and face me… You'll be a good warm up, until Frieza arrives-" the one with green hair interrupted me, anger seething in his tone, his narrowed glare met my own.
"-Frieza! He is coming here-" one of the Heeter appeared in a flicker, near to this green-hair warrior, then speaking, domineeringly towards his servant.
"-He lies, kill him Granolah. Then our task to search for these Namekian dragon balls shall begin. We must be quick… Turles has unleashed a Tree of Might seed to overcome this world…" the green-skinned, smug looking prick, wearing a red overcoat and showing off his abs, with white loose pants, the blue boots finishing the flashy outfit. His eyes held a certain malice, even for this grunt of his… disdain, those blackened encircled eyes narrowed with annoyance, now meeting my own gaze, he quickly turned back to the now named Granolah, smirking.
"...Fine, I'll deal with these Saiyan's, Elec. Now stay out of my path, else you'll be collateral." this newly named Elec flickered to the back of the other one who I knew to be Gas now, it seemed only this one and the more ruggedly looking fat one we're the ones fighting, that one named Gas. The one called Elec then vanished from sight, with the other two, the fat-ass and the girl, their trail was then being tracked by Pikkon; who'd only now came out of the air from up above.
"You know of Saiyan's? how… quaint." I tested the waters, Granolah narrowed his gaze at me, his stance entering his fighting one.
"...I do. And you'll be dead in a moment, though know that I have finally begun in my vengeance for my people. Your monstrous Planet Trade Organization will be soon eradicated… And I'll be the one to send you off!" he growled, powering up right there, as I thought over about what he said.
Pikkon was being engaged by the two green-skinned Heeter's, the both of them taking him on at the same time, while the third… this Elec vanished from the area, even hiding what power he had in him, Granolah now flickered over and struck at me. I grabbed his hand, my eyes darting from Pikkon's bout to him now, the yellow skinned alien come upon me with his two knifes at the ready. My tail met his lunge, sending the yellow alien into the ground, dropping his blades and I now engaged in melee combat against Granolah, matching his strikes minus the clear to see anger that continued to appear.
'Whover these clowns are, they chose the wrong planet to seed with that-' everyone, while continuing their brawls, myself included were then half concentrating, for far off, as the sky darkened did a dragon sprout upwards into the sky… Blue in color, smaller too, it was looking down upon someone now… a blip from how far off he was.
Must be that Elec, tricky blighters.
"Another dragon? Eh, of course… there is." I glanced at Granolah now, kicking upwards, then with a combo I struck at his head with multiple punches, then finished him for a moment, a side-sweeping kick to his head that sent him blasting backwards for that yellow-skinned alien; whom had finally found the strength to remove himself from the cracked ground.
The blue colored dragon, a shrimp compared to the other dragons, vanished a moment after as I arrived, Elec sneering towards me. The Crusher Corps minus Turles and that green haired Granolah landed near to Elec, as the dragon vanished.
"That dragon… interesting. Now shall-" Nouva came upon us, he too was interested in that dragon also though whatever else he was to say was silenced when I extended a hand straight out, firing off a blast right towards this Elec. The beam came crashing down hard, immediately engulfing the smug little bitch, exploding upon impact. Though it was a powerful beam, I was also using that attack to gauge his reaction, if any. The others minus Turles whom was facing Vegeta and Goku at once, with Pikkon now helping them vanished in the distance, their Ki fluctuating from here as the planet begun to suffer from the storm and strong winds emerging due to the battles.
"Kron, these guys are no joke… They took out Qrow, Tien and Chiaotzu. Also Nail is down… Raditz was also rushed, double-teamed by those twin aliens." Pyrrha landed near to me, whispering, Zangya and Towa landing then while Dabura, Mira, an enraged; maiden-power empowered Yang and Seventeen stood readied for renewal of the bout. Zangya, bulked out nearby for she hadn't, like most of the others, taken these guys as the threats they could be…
"They are definitely powerful, I'd even asked Sixteen to watch over the others for the time being… Conserve the Senzu beans for when we should waste them, on those who can afford to fight against this lot." Seventeen breathed out, not exertion but annoyance shown in his tone.
Upon the dispersing of the smoke from the blast, Elec was revealed to us all… alive and still smirking, even had the audacity to bellow out a laugh right then and there. Though his body was indeed singed, the one standing in front of him, the one who took the blast, the one with the pony-tail and the bulked up form, a cackle escaping him even while his armor and scouter were damaged to his under armor.
Gas was fighting Cumber and Mira at the same time now, easily by the look of things while Elec, the other who looked like him had touched down with the Crusher Corps, in the background the demonic tree of might continued to expand it's quickly-expanding presence.
The one who took the blast begun healing in full presence of those assembled here, his allies in awe from the steam wafting off of him, his wounds closing as soon as they were ripped open. I also noticed his hand had wafted in the steaming healing, his last finger grown back when the smokescreen had cleared out.
"We dealt with the yellow one, the little alien wielding the knives… or Zangya did so, he was their weakest warrior-" The crusher Corps begun chuckling among themselves, Elec and his kin stood back in positions behind them, their own laughter stifled by those in front. Angering even me, those others among our dwindling number, those baring their teeth in anger are Zangya, Yang and… myself frankly, because who the hell are these guys! They think their tough! Bastards… and their little tree back there is their source, maybe I am a hypocrite though so I steeled myself, calming myself down for whatever barbs these guys were about to trade with us. Nouva, nearby was very interested in this new set of dragon balls and so was I… very much so, that I would have to… perhaps we need to make a trip to that Zuno, like Bulma did when she required the-
"-Yeah, I remember only that bald fellow and his midget friend there… Plus this blonde bimbo here is damn fire, no way a bald three-eyed freak like that guy can hold a candle to a piece of ass such as this. Slave material here, will fetch a good price… After I'm finished using the flashy whore." the one speaking, then pointed at himself, adding after at Yang with a sneer, amused. Yang herself, her aura enflamed in her reddened aura, though Pyrrha placed a hand on her shoulder, reigning her in due to her more higher fighting power. Yang stood in place, the humanoid Crusher Corps prick with the mouth chuckled, his fellow members laughing with them.
Nearby Elec, the green-skinned female alien and the green-skinned fat alien stood quietly, watching Elec for a moment, he stood forwards while placing a hand onto that one with the big mouth's shoulder, passing him and then standing closer to the one apparent immortal among them.
"Forgive me, my very soon-to be dead fellows but my companions have a rugged lifestyle. Professional pirates, they cannot help but to run their mouths. But interfering in our allotted plans… I even was forced to use these dragon balls on my fellow allies here. Though the very dangerous cost of the Cerealian dragon balls will soon be undone when we secure the dragon balls upon this planet."
"Huh, oh yeah… our life force has been diminished… though yeah, Elec you posh prick… you shortened our lives with that damned wish!" the one with the mouth among the Crusher Corps glared hatefully at Elec for a moment, turning back to growl at us while Elec just shrugged.
"It will be fine gentlemen. Once you deal with these fellows, you'll then secure the Namekian dragon balls… Sister, they are… here, are they?" he turned to his sister, she being that girl… her eyes lit up, glowing with golden energy as she gazed around us, through us… then-
"-N-Not here Elec, they must have moved them. I-" Elec's smile dropped for a moment, though returned as he consoled his worried alien sister, turning back to us.
"Will deal with that soon enough. But you lot there… You are impressive fighters. Like the Crusher Corps, I like to take on impressive fighter, a lot of work folks like you can do… for the Heeter Force. In saying that… can we do a formal introduction here-
"-Ah who gives a fuck. You're the main bad guy right, what plot that Turles and his toadies are planning, you're the one benefiting someway." he smirked, nodding his head, replying.
"I am the bad guy."
"And we're supposed to be trembling in fear, something like that…" I continued on, not the least bit threatened by this clown… nor these seemingly immortal clowns who, while had some power in taking out some of us, still I believed they didn't stand a chance... from decapitation. Elec, amused by the wordplay, replied, his smirk widening.
"...Something like that, yeah."
(Elec-POV)
"...I'll tremble in a minute. After I erect you and your allies as permanent fixtures of the planet Namek." Elec chuckled, figuring this boastful Saiyan, while powerful… wouldn't be able to defeat the Crusher Corps now. Elec glared towards his sister, not impressed that she didn't finalize the location of the dragon balls she felt in this direction, her ability he wished upon her was their trump card in locating those wishing orbs. Turles and his Crusher Corps wanted immortality, an unblemished version which the Cerealian dragon balls could grant with a cost.
The other wish they made- he… made was for Gas to become the strongest warrior in the universe… Though now, when they tracked down the Namekian dragon balls, he can restore their life force, and Elec can wish for immortality himself. Turles and his Crusher Corps were also after immortality, though Elec would make sure he and his siblings took them first, then they would be ready for taking over the universe.
And dealing with the Cold Family.
"Gas, protect us. The Crusher Corps here will show these interlopers which of them are the stronger." his sister, Maki and his other brother Oil kept on his tail, fleeing from this group of fools, for Elec needed another way off-world. Let the-
"-Your plans… whatever they are, they end here, on Namek." a green skinned warrior appeared in their path, his face devoid of a nose, wearing a turban of some foreign make that also doubled as some sort of large hat. His outfit somewhat ruined from the fighting. Elec turned to his siblings, ignoring the fool in their path.
Whoever he was, he didn't take too kindly to their ignoring him though Gas quickly appeared, fighting with a whole lot of them, easily pitting himself against the one who sought to cut-off their escape. The Crusher Corps fought nearby, Gas joining them and keeping the enemy party away from them, Elec and his weaker siblings then fled from the area, making some distance-
"-I told you, I'm going to bury you all here. But that other one of you… the one fighting… He is powerful, indeed-"
"-Gas there is the strongest in the universe my foolish friend. Stronger than everyone." Elec sneered at the mouthy Saiyan, the Saiyan taking on Gas now, Gas taking on another more rugged Saiyan, the green one with no nose and a red-haired woman with the ease of his power.
"I doubt that. Cumber, wait here. You and I… are going to prove this fool wrong." Elec decided to use the Cerealian dragon balls once more, they needed a ship to leave since both of their ships were targeted upon their landing in this trap these interlopers setup. Though first, they would need to track down the Cerealian dragon balls, which scattered upon this world after the wish was made.
(Kron-POV)
Gas was stronger than my power, even if I went ahead and used all of my forms in tandem with 'Super Saiyan Five', another foe with the capabilities as baby, another one to overcome. I decided on a different approach, with Goku and Vegeta looked like they were fighting together, not fused… I would use that fusion ability with Cumber for he was certainly someone I could equalize my power with, to fuse with.
'The more we waste time, the more time that tree has to drain the planet dry. And Frieza is coming… he'll not commit an attack if there is no planet either.' I left Pikkon, Pyrrha and Cumber to hold off Gas alone, Zangya, Dabura, Mira, Seventeen and Nouva taking on the other five Crusher Corps members, of which had been made immortal. Seventeen, Dabura, and Nouva each killed a member of the Crusher Corps, though their bodies repaired miraculously in front of us.
Though I also noticed that those of them 'killed' were beginning to look worse for wear, their faces looking more worn, more paler. Tired eyes, whatever those two tiny dragon balls were, they were certainly not as good compared to the black star dragon balls, the Earths dragon balls, the Namekian ones and even those Super dragon balls; even if we don't even know what sort of wish Lord Beerus made with those ones.
"Goku, Vegeta… give me them damn Potara Earrings!" I called out, appearing at their side, the two of them were currently laying in multiple melee blows upon Turles, the tanned Saiyan cackling in amusement as he took on the both of them with laughter. Goku turned, throwing his one while Vegeta continued to fight, quickly passing the other one over his shoulder and continuing with his melee bout.
"But hey Kron, didn't you want to use the Potara fusion with me again, we still need to practice to better-" Goku began, as I interrupted him, preparing to use 'Instant Transmission' to return to Cumber, who I planned to use the Potara fusion with this time.
"-We will try later. I'll fuse with Cumber. Want to try something…" I wanted to see if I could learn the basics of the 'Evil transformation', with I learning some of Goku's memories and him recalling some of mine, perhaps it would also work with techniques? Or even transformations?
Goku nodded in understanding, his gaze turning serious once again and he turned to face Turles once more, rejoining the fray and I teleported towards Pyrrha, Cumber and Pikkon; who were fighting against an overwhelming power as Gas.