This story is inspired by the Dragon Ball Z universe, Enjoy!

The clock reads 6:00 AM, Most of the citizens of Echo Creek are still in deep slumber. Meanwhile, Marco Diaz is completing his daily set of exercises; Running ten miles, a few sets of Two-hundred push ups, squats, And other various activities. His mind flashes back to when his journey to power first began. Star Butterfly has left, Leaving earth to go back to her home world. Marco initially thought his life would go back to normal, but was greeted with a surprise when he was ambushed by a group of grotesque monsters, unlike the minions he fought before with Star these were truly monsters, with the intent to kill and seek destruction. Marco was able to save the day, not without great struggle and help from the local police. From that day on, Attacks would happen almost weekly, but with each new wave of monsters being stronger than the last. With the threat of destruction to his home increasing, Marco declared himself as the guardian of the town and vowed to get stronger.

The aches and pains of his muscles snap him back to him reality. Although no longer the safe kid, Marco couldn't help but ponder on why he was so strong, he almost considered himself to be superhuman. Able to break solid concrete and can move so fast that people only see a blur. He also theorized that it could have something to do with Star's magic and how much was exposed to him in their past adventures. Star. He missed her a lot, especially after she left, Marco couldn't forget her bright blue eyes-Those eyes of hers plagued his dreams and his nightmares. Marco finishes his last exercise, he checks the time on his phone.

"Six-thirty, huh? Better get home and get some shut eye for now."

"How are Specimens One and Two coming along?" the short and stocky man asked.

"They're coming along fine, Specimen One will be fully operational within ten days, patience Goya," replied the slightly taller of the two.

"I'm very interested to see how our test subject will hold up against Specimen one, He's grown to be very powerful over the last few years, Can you really blame me, Crius?" asked Goya.

"I doubt he'll win, He's only human after all, they're fragile things," Crius started, "Don't get too attached, our mission is to push him to his limit, Break him, and begin the first phase of the plan."

"We have to send the Specimens out on a test run before we set the plan in motion," Goya reminded him.

"Of course, There's a mission I want to give Specimen One that should give us interesting results," Crius walked over to Goya and handed him a folder marked LUDO,"Specimen One will be more than enough for the job."

Goya felt a pang of sympathy for his old colleague. Ludo wanted to take over the universe, but he simply did not have the balls to go above and beyond to achieve that goal. Ludo has evil intentions yet has no evil in his heart, It's almost a shame that he is about to experience a hell for not assisting them when he had the chance. Although he understands why Ludo refused, No loose ends will be tolerated, they were about to commit terrorism on a universal scale that will threaten the balance of order across every dimension. He would pray to God, But the actions they haven taken has ensured him that they were forsaken long before.

"Actavis, you are love (I'm on that purple drank)

Actavis, you are love (Huh, What, What)

Actavis, you are love (Pour up, Turn up)"

Marco shuts off his alarm, regretting putting such a laid back song as his wake up call, it definitely didn't help him wake up since he was contemplating knocking out again. He lay back down, a bit shaken up by the intensity of the dream he experienced, A taste of heaven and hell. He dreamt about Star, Only that she didn't look like the Star he knew from before. This Star was older and was way more developed, like a lot more, Enough to rival certain models. Creamy white skin and curves that were on display in the lingerie she was wearing. Licking his lips, The sight stirred something inside him-Something Primal. "Marco..", She purred, " I need you". Marco shook his head at the memory. I shouldn't be having wet dreams of her, It's just wrong. Especially since I haven't seen her in three years. Marco stood up, not wanting to dwell on these thoughts any further than they already have, Opting to stop lazing around and get another workout in before eating his first official meal of the day. He walked over to his drawer then pulled out four 50 kg ankle and wrist weights. Since average people weren't able to handle the amount of weight, Marco had to get them custom made so he could further improve and push his limits. Strapping the last one on, he pulls over a bulking vest before covering it up with a red hoodie. The 135 kg vest was also something he had to get custom made, which came out rather expensive but was a great investment nonetheless. He gets on the floor and starts warming up with a set of two hundred push ups, All thoughts of Star forgotten, for now.