Inside Kame House, Goku appeared in a silent rush of air, startling Rittsuo. Goku looked the short, alien scientist up and down, his brow furrowing. This being strongly resembled the alien who had once taken him to Planet Frieza.
"Where did you encounter these androids?" Goku asked, dispensing with pleasantries.
"On an island in the southern sea. I don't know its Earth name. There was a large city there, though I imagine it is mostly rubble now."
"The south? I'll go check it out. I didn't expect them to appear this soon… The timeline is accelerating." Goku raised two fingers to his forehead, preparing to leave.
"Wait! You're going alone? It's too dangerous!" Rittsuo cried out, grabbing Goku's arm. "The androids Dr. Rocco has created are monstrous. Our homeworld's strongest combat model couldn't withstand a single blow! He boasted of using the genetic cells of two 'super warriors' to create these 'super androids.' Human power alone cannot defeat them!"
"Dr. Rocco? Never heard of him. Is he from your world?" Goku's mind raced. "This changes everything. But I am curious about these 'super warriors' he mentioned. Did he witness my battle with Frieza? Or perhaps… my fight with Broly? He wouldn't have used our genetic material, would he?"
"What?! What did you say?!" Rittsuo's jaw dropped. "You… you are the one who defeated Frieza, the Emperor of the Universe?! The nameless hero who destroyed Planet Frieza?!"
"If you mean the guy who killed Frieza, then yeah, that was me," Goku confirmed, shrugging. "But 'nameless hero'?"
"It is you! Forgive my earlier impertinence!" Rittsuo was practically vibrating with awe. "You must not realize! By killing Frieza, you liberated countless enslaved planets! To them, you are nothing less than a living savior!"
"Oh? So I have fans across the galaxy?" A small, pleased smile touched Goku's lips. It felt good to be appreciated.
"If it's you, then there is hope to stop Dr. Rocco! I place my trust in you!" Rittsuo bowed deeply. Suddenly remembering, he fished a small, flat device from a pocket and held it out. "Androids emit no detectable ki. You cannot sense them. This is an electronic signature tracker, designed by our people specifically to hunt Rocco's creations. Please, take it. It may be of use."
"This is perfect!" Goku accepted the device with genuine delight. "This wasn't in the… er, this makes things much easier!"
"To think Goku is so revered on other worlds," Master Roshi mused from the sidelines, stroking his beard. "As his master, this reflects quite well on me! Perhaps intergalactic groupies are in my future…" He drifted off into a happy, lecherous daydream.
"Southern island… got it. I can sense a lot of fading life forces there…" Goku focused and vanished.
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Whoosh.
Goku materialized in the heart of a smoldering ruin. The acrid smell of fire and ozone filled the air. He surveyed the devastated city block, his expression grim. "No residual battle ki. Only the lingering fear and pain of the slain. This was the work of androids, no doubt."
He activated the tracker Rittsuo had given him. It beeped softly, and a small directional arrow lit up on its screen.
"That way." Goku channeled his ki and shot into the air, flying east.
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Beep-beep-beep—
In the midst of another city district, internal alarms sounded simultaneously within Android 11 and Android 12. They ceased their methodical demolition.
"A human bio-signature approaching at high speed. Energy readings are off the scale. Is the sensor malfunctioning?" Android 11 queried, tilting his head skyward.
"Negative, 11. My systems confirm the same data," Android 12 responded in his rumbling monotone. "Cross-referencing energy signature with primary target database… Match confirmed. The designated target, Son Goku, is approaching."
"Son Goku? He's coming to us? How efficient. This will expedite our mission completion." A cruel smile spread across Android 11's face.
Goku spotted the two distinctive figures standing amidst the devastation. The tracker in his hand buzzed insistently. "There you are." He descended, landing lightly on the cracked asphalt a dozen meters away. "You two. You're Dr. Rocco's androids? What are your designations?"
"I am Android 11."
"Android 12."
"You are Son Goku," Android 11 stated, his electronic eyes scanning Goku up and down. "We were created using your combat data and genetic material as a baseline. Let us assess the true capabilities of the original template."
"I see. Let's hope there are no… unpleasant surprises." Goku's frown deepened. He looked at Android 11 calmly. "Well? Come and try. Show me what you're capable of."
Without warning, twin beams of concentrated energy shot from Android 11's eyes. Goku sidestepped effortlessly. The beams lanced into the skeleton of a half-collapsed office building behind him, which erupted in a secondary explosion of glass and concrete.
"A bit trigger-happy, aren't you?" Goku's voice cooled. "Causing this much destruction right in front of me?"
Golden light erupted around him. He transformed into a Super Saiyan in an instant, becoming a blur. He appeared in front of Android 11 and delivered a simple, straight punch to the midsection.
BOOM!
Android 11 was launched backward like a cannonball, carving a long trench in the street before smashing through the base of a stone monument.
"Is this your power? You really are strong," Android 11's voice came from the dust cloud. He pushed himself up, wiping a trickle of dark, synthetic fluid from his lip. "In that case, it's time to conclude the preliminary assessment. HAAAA—!"
With a grating shout, Android 11's energy signature spiked violently. His wiry frame swelled with dense, artificial muscle, his body expanding into a more powerful, robust form.
"Heh. Looks a bit like the old man powering up for a Kamehameha," Goku remarked, unimpressed. His tone turned serious. "We're changing venues. I'm no saint, but I won't let you turn innocent lives into collateral damage."
"Such tedious sentimentality," Android 11 sneered. "But very well. We will accommodate your request."
Goku gave a faint smile. He shot upward into the sky like a golden rocket. Android 11 and 12 exchanged a glance, then powered up their flight systems and shot after him.
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Deep in the underground laboratory, Dr. Rocco and Dr. Gero stared intently at a massive monitor, their faces illuminated by the glowing screens showing the three ascending energy signatures.
"Fight! Fight with everything you have!" Rocco whispered, his eyes alight with fanatical glee. "Show me more data! Pour out every last bit of your glorious power!"
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Big Boi, Big Boi, what you gonna do?
What you gonna do when I eat your food?
Chubby but rich, I am not a fool.
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