Caracoll flew off towards where the craft was set to land, and tried focusing on the craft and the being within. He was thankful for Elder Guru unlocking his potential, and allowing him to serve as Namek's Protector. He used his enhanced abilities and senses to focus on the being approaching and get a picture of him in his mind's eye. The creature he saw appeared to have a horned head, and a mandible, as well as six arms. His features very much resemble those of a beetle. He sat and meditated, trying to conserve his strength for the fight to come.

A ship crashes into a hillside nearby where Caracoll is waiting. It sputters and smokes, and then stops working. From the craft, emerges the being that Caracoll sensed. It crawls out and immediately checks the cargo bay of this ship. Hissing to itself, it turns and spots Caracoll.

"Hey you, Green Boy, what planet is this?" He hisses in a rushed tone. Caracoll sits in silence. "Hey, I'm talking to you, buddy! What planet is this?" Still no answer. "Oh, so weezzzesss got a wiseguy here, huh? Look here pal, Imzsssa gonna give you the benefit of the doubt, sssee. You don't knows me, obviouzzly. I ain't gotsss much time here, count on mess being in a hurry. Where am I, and where can I get my shipped fixed? I gots a realsssss bad guy tailing me, and I don't got time forss no bullshit." Again. Silence. "Issss you dumb, deaf, or just plain stupid you slimy prick?" The bugman walked up to Caracoll and slapped him. Caracoll opened his eyes and stood up.

"Oh so that gotss your attention now, duzz it?" The bugman spat.

"You will get back in your ship and you will leave this planet at once! You defile the soil you walk on with your evil aura." Carcoll barked back.

"Firsssttsss off, my ship iz busssted to ssshit, Second off. Jussssst whozzz zzdooo youzz thinkzzz yourzz talking toooozzz?" He started to holler, quickly losing his temper, and control of his linguistic skills. "Youzzz itchin' to scrap? I'll givezzz ya a fight!" The bugman powered up and rushed Caracoll, but ran straight into a fist to the gut.

Caracoll followed with a rough downward elbow jab to the back of the creature's head. Caracoll's elbow hit with a solid surface. He screamed in pain. Took a step back, and noticed the creature had hardened the shell on its back. The bugman used this moment to pounce, biting off Caracoll''s right hand with his mandible. The bug crawled back and cackled.

"Oh you's done it now! I'm going to enjoy eating you!" He screamed, swallowing Caracoll's hand. Caracoll's arm started to bubble. "Ohz yea! That's a little treat I left for you!" He cackled some more and tried to spit at Caracoll again, but the Namekian was prepared and dodged the attack. He launched a ki blast that he had begun to name Boomerang Attack, past the bugman. The ki blast whipped back around hitting the creature in the back, the creature turned around expecting to see someone else.

"Just as I thought, he has to focus on hardening his shell, if he is distracted then his back is still exposed." Caracoll thought to himself. He grabbed his right arm at the shoulder. Took a breath. And ripped off his arm, screaming in pain. He took a few quick breaths and grew back his right arm, as his former arm sizzled into nothing.

"Whatzz da?" the bugman said incredulously. Caracoll rushed him, landing a flurry of punches, all of which connected. Caracoll rounded with a kick, but the bugman caught his leg with three arms, then used the other three to fire rapid fire punches straight to Caracoll's gut, hardening his fist with every punch. He then spun and tossed the Namekian into the cliffside. "I'zzz jusst lovezz it when the food fightsssss back kekeke!" He chortled, walking towards the debris. A mouth blast rang out from the rubble hitting the square in the chest. Caracoll then screamed as he stretched himself to 4x his normal size! He picked the bugman up and started to squeeze him, placing his thumb just below the mandible and pushing up as if to crush him. The thought crossed his mind for a moment, but instead he launched him back down to the ground with full force, knocking the bugman unconscious. He shrinks back to size and falls to his knees, breathing heavily. The fight had taken a toll on him and he struggled to catch his breath, as the next craft landed.

Out popped a short petite man with big yellow eyes, and purple skin. "Fear not Namekian citizen, Jaco of the Galactic Patrol is here to save the day, and apprehend the esca…." Jaco stopped and looked at Caracoll and the bugman, and gasped. "Woah, you stopped Buto Moshi all by yourself?" The patrolman holsters his gun. "You must be pretty strong! Usually I just use my stun gun to stop him. See the guy's strong but not all that bright." Caracoll stood up and carried Buto Moshi over to the patrolman. "Well thank you! You just made my job a whole lot easier, what's your name?"

"Caracoll" he stated to the strange man.

"This guy is a wanted criminal, he's been robbing farms of their mushrooms, and turning them into bioweapons to sell on the black market. We caught the guy who was actually making the weapons, cause you know, there's no way this dumb-dumb was capable of doing so, am I right?" Jaco stated, raising his hand up for a high five. "OK. Fair enough." He coughed into his hand. "So anyways, he caught wind that we were on to him and so he took off. I managed to clip his ship, but he almost got away. I was able to follow him from behind, well, now we're here!" He said posing dramatically. No response. "Hmm tough crowd." He stated. "Well thank you for your assistance, kind stranger." He bowed. "Oh sorry, I mean Caracoll!" He winked, giving him a thumbs up.

Jaco then cuffed Buto Moshi and placed a call to HQ for a prisoner and vehicle pick-up. He smiled and tried to make conversation with Caracoll. "Interesting to think that a Namekian was able to stop Buto Moshi…. No offense!" He added quickly. "It's just, that, I thought you guys were known for your peaceful nature. Didn't think that I'd come across someone as strong as you, on a planet of pacifists. It's a beautiful planet you guys have here." He said cherrily, looking around at Namek. "Lots of… uh.. Greenery." He said, trying to stifle laughter. No laugh from Caracoll. Not even a chuckle.

"Oh come on! That was funny!" Jaco protested, at the silence. Caracoll grunted. "Gah. I'm sorry I didn't mean to offend." Jaco spattered quickly. "Hey you wouldn't happen to have any spaceship parts would you?" He asked, quickly trying to change the subject.

"Actually we do have a craft that landed here some time ago. We are close to replicating it's design, to implement in our own buildings." Caracoll stated.

"Oh can I check it out? See if there are any spare parts you guys don't need?" Jaco perked up.

"What of your prisoner?" Caracoll responded inquisitively.

"Oh! I'll take care of that, just a second…." He clicked a button on his wristband, and shot out a net at Buto Moshi. "That should hold him down, if he wakes up." Jaco stated matter of factly.

Caracoll hesitated for a moment, but decided that he could take Jaco to the craft. He flew the patrolman over to where Kakarott's ship was being held. As the two land, Nail and Kakarott arrive.

"We sensed the fight, and saw you go grow, so big Master!" Kakrott beamed. "We were close by when you guys took off, so we followed you guys. Who's this guy master?" Kakrott asked curiously.

Jaco looked from the ship to Kakrott, and looked back and forth repeatedly. He then shrieked. "What's a saiyan doing on Namek?" He hollered, drawing his gun. Caracoll grabbed his arm and gently lowered it.

"The child has been with us for some time now, he is fine." Jaco looked at Caracoll as he said this and decided to holster his gun. "Kakarott, this is Jaco. He is a galactic patrolman here to apprehend a criminal who landed on our planet."

"Ohhh ok! Nice to meet you sir, my name's Kakrott. This fellow here is my friend Nail." They bowed.

"Well it seems like you have it under control!" Jaco squeeked, wanting nothing more than to be somewhere other than there. "Well thank you for your help! Here's my card if you ever want to join the Galactic Patrol, we could use a guy with your strength. Anyways, gotta go!" Jaco said in a rushed voice, as he dropped a few business cards as he scrambled to fly back to his ship. He looked back and realized that he told the Galactic King that he had handled the situation with the unidentified craft. "No need to give myself unnecessary extra work!" He muttered to himself.

Kakraott scratched his head in confusion at the strange man's erratic behavior, and shrugged. He then asked Caracoll to give them all the details about the fighter, and how the fight turned out. Caracoll obliged, providing the boys with a quick tale of his fight, being sure to add a few descriptive words, to keep Kakarott entertained.

As he flew back to his ship, Jaco wondered about the situation with the Saiyan. "I'll come back and check much later, just to be safe." He tells himself as he boards his ship, He sets off into space having been thankful that he wasn't around during pick-up so he wouldn't have to write a report on the matter. He sighed as the craft flew away from Namek.

Down on Namek, a peculiar smudge on the ground near where Buto Moshi's ship crashed, started to wriggle it's way towards the water.