Piccolo noticed the sky turn black and sense Porunga in the distance. "Darn! We're out of time!" he yelled as he jetted toward the spot where the dragon seemed to be appearing.
Mr. Buu also noticed the dragon and the darkness. He too was far away, but he'd make up the distance somehow. "Buu no find candy. Maybe Buu wish for candy from dragon," muttered Mr. Buu as he flew off.
Trunks grimaced. "No, it can't be, it just can't be! No!" he cried futilely to the sky above him. Maybe there was still a chance. He exploded his Super Saiyan strength and took off for the dragon.
Goten also was well aware of the new darkness that had taken place on New Namek. But he found another interesting reason for heading where the dragon was. He sensed Baritone near to where the dragon was. "Don't worry, Mr. Baritone, Super Goten is on his way to help!" said Goten.
Pilaf looked down his sheet at the terms in Namekian. It had taken him three tries to successfully summon the dragon. "Let's see here, ruler…ruler…ruler, where is this word? Fighter, no. Strong, no. Evil, no. Most, no. Where is ruler? Well, I'd settle for leader, but Earth, no, Threats, no," muttered the hurrying emperor. He was still in the middle of his word search when he had company.
"State your wishes," droned Porunga.
Baritone, Kargo Jr., and Mau-mau had made it to where the dragon was. Baritone looked for his target and found him. A small blue man with a funny looking hat. It must be Pilaf that Goten talked about, thought Baritone. Baritone didn't think Pilaf was that imposing. He relaxed a little. But only a little, if Pilaf could summon the dragon, then chances are he could make wishes also.
"It's over, Pilaf," said Baritone. He spread out his fingers to make the blast that would end this business.
"Hey, Shaou, if I say 'I wish' anything, use this to translate it for the dragon, I have some business to take care of," said Pilaf. He walked toward Baritone and the others. This threw Mau-mau and Kargo Jr. off. They weren't sure what this all meant. Baritone stood solid, his hand still ready.
"Well, now, looking a bit green today, aren't we?" asked Pilaf.
"You're kinda blue, yourself," said Baritone.
"You have an interesting people, friend, they all look like King Piccolo," said Pilaf.
"Yes, but my father's strength isn't unique any more. And my people will not tolerate your tyranny!" said Baritone as he charged his blast.
"Your father? (Pilaf starts to panic a little) Really? Amazing. But you are really more trouble than you are worth. I wish someone would beat you into the ground. Someone so vile, evil, and more dangerous than any threat that the Earth ever had to suffer," stated Pilaf.
"Your wish is granted," said Porunga. Pilaf turned in surprise. Evidently Shaou listened better than he gave him credit for. Baritone and the two other Nameks could see something that was not there before. Baritone sensed this new power, an evil ki that had not been there a minute ago. He ceased charging his blast. He felt it, it was enormous. He had never felt anything like this before. No, not even Metal Coola, when he was much younger. He had beat Metal Coola to New Namek, only to have that robot machine soldier hold him by the throat, and a young kid had saved him, a kid named Gohan. This was much worse, he felt helplessness set in for the first time in all those years.
The figure was around six feet seven inches tall. It towered over Baritone by six inches. He was a dark bluish tint, very dark blue. He wore a leather jacket, and had sunglasses, small square frames. His pants were much like those of Piccolo, Baritone, or anyone else, and they were crimson red. His hair was short, cut in a very Van Dammesque way, and it was brown, the color of earth.
"What is he?" asked Mau-mau, shaking, although weaker than Kargo Jr, Mau-mau had learned to sense ki. Pilaf also had a similar question.
"What ever he is, he's a blue devil, that's for sure," said Baritone.
"Baritone, you look kinda worried, this guy doesn't seem so strong," said Kargo Jr. His confidence bordered on brashness. Unlike Mau-mau, he had not developed a good ki radar. It's safe to say that if SSJ3 Goku was standing beside Kargo Jr, Kargo would never notice unless he turned around.
"Kargo! You're underestimating this guy," exclaimed Baritone nervously. They had little chance. If only they could prevent an engagement. Baritone knew about strength. Kargo Jr and Mau-mau combined were not strong enough to face one of Metal Coola's machine soldiers, much less this guy.
"Hey, Mau-mau, what you rocking your knees about, why don't you try this guy first," said Kargo Jr. Mau-mau shook his head.
"Your pathetic green friend has the right idea. You should be glad I haven't broken you little green weaklings with my big strong muscles. I am Arnbo, you idiots," said the newcomer with a decidedly German/Austrian accent (kinda strange for a non-human).
"Arnbo, huh. I'm Pilaf, soon to be ruler of the universe. Nice to meet you," Pilaf extended his hand to the hardened muscular warrior. Arnbo took it and in the shake, Pilaf was jostled.
"So you are the you one responsible for my creation?" asked Arnbo.
"Yes," answered Pilaf.
"Then I will swear loyalty to you, my Fuehrer. What are your wishes?" asked Arnbo.
"Could you deal with these three, please?" asked Pilaf.
"Consider it done. I'll will terminate them," said Arnbo.
"You'll have to go through me first, tough guy," said Kargo Jr. All the insults, the brashness of Arnbo were taking their toll on this particular Namek, and while Baritone and Mau-mau kept cool heads on the matter, Kargo had lost his temper a while ago.
"I hope your stomach has room for when I ram my fist into it!" said Arnbo. Kargo Jr. and Arnbo squared off. Arnbo looked at Kargo Jr. with a air of disgust as the Namek circled his opponent, looking for a weak spot. Kargo went all the way around, and then leaped at Arnbo's face, smashing his fist into it. He looked to see how much damage he had done. He was shocked. His punch had done nothing. Arnbo merely frowned over him. Kargo did a well-placed kick into Arnbo's side. Nothing. Kargo now backed off from his opponent, scared. Then a fist was over his head, and smashed him into the ground.
Baritone, who had meant to stop Kargo, now seethed with anger. He was ready to jump in, only Mau-mau was holding him back, literally. "Baritone, I don't want to lose you too, you and I both know it won't make a difference," said Mau-mau distressfully.
Baritone tugged lightly on Mau-mau's grasp, thinking. "You're right, we need my brother," said Baritone thoughtfully. He couldn't watch Kargo get pummeled easily. Arnbo was using a single finger to bat Kargo around from one location to another. Kargo was losing his strength fast. He had been beaten, now mercilessly. Another finger attack threw him into the rocks.
"Your brother? You have a brother?" asked Mau-mau.
"Yes, he's on his way here. I can sense him, Mau-mau. So, go, Mau-mau, leave here, from this place. Go get Mori, maybe he can something for Kargo. Go!" ordered Baritone. Mau-mau nodded and left quickly.
"Enough games, gecko-boy, it's time for that punch I talked about earlier," said Arnbo to a beaten Kargo. Blood was on the sides of his mouth. His clothes were tatters. His collar was on the ground, bloody. He wavered as he got up to face Arnbo. Arnbo then thrust his hand through the Namek's body. Kargo opened his mouth in pain, but no yell or cry came out. He was simply snuffed out. Arnbo threw his body into the rocks where it lay. Baritone powered up more and more. He had to stall Arnbo. He would pay for the death of Kargo, but it would probably be Piccolo as the Namek to stop him.
"Well done, Arnbo. You killed one, and scared one away, now there's only one left," said Pilaf.
"I am glad you are pleased, my Fuehrer. I will crush that simpleton there shortly," said Arnbo.
Mau-mau found Calamar, Mori and the child. "Elder Mori! We have run into disaster where Porunga is. Kargo needs your help. And maybe you could influence Porunga do interpret wishes differently," exclaimed Mau-mau.
"I don't know how much good I can do, but I'll come. Calamar, bring Baritone Jr. with us," said Mori.
"Baritone Jr.? Is that the child's father?" asked Mau-mau.
"No, this little one had yet to be named, so we named him after his rescuer," answered Mori.
"You don't like it?" pondered Calamar.
"I'm just concerned that he'll become Baritone Sr. if we don't hurry," said Mau-mau. He lifted Mori and Calamar lifted little Baritone Jr. and they flew back toward the dragon.