Pikada lifted his head back in laughter as his body expanded outwards, his jaw jutted out sharply as fangs grew larger in his mouth. His armor expanded as the musculature of his shoulders and back widened. He grew taller, feeling his power surge as the Oozaru form took its hold on him.

In the Distance Bea had already finished his transformation, and turned his attention back towards Mooba. "What was that you said about one down, Mooba?" His voice came out harsh and gravely, booming and echoing around the shallow hills. White energy poured from his aura, his eyes as red and freshly spilled blood, his tail whipped around, cracking like a whip. His ape face grinned a smile, that never reached his eyes.

Mooba began to panic, his scouter began to run amok, watching as his opponent's power jumped from 24,000 to 240,000. Mooba knew he couldn't hope to match a power of nearly a quarter of a million.

He turned his attention to the one they called Angel, her power level was approaching 80,000. She turned her head slowly towards Gir, and opened her mouth as she did.

A burning beam slashed towards Gir, evaporating rocks as it raked the ground. On the other side the Ape known as Pikada let loose with the same attack, both beams scissoring in on Gir.

Mooba looked back to Bea but he was gone. His scouter started screeching at him, an arrow on its display pointing to the sky. He looked up to the see the bulk of Bea above him. Large boots filled his vision as the giant ape crashed to the ground.

Mooba was forced through many layers of rock, his body feeling as though it had been caught between two crashing planets. He burst into an underground cavern, stalactites crumbled as the roof caved in, and they splashed into a dark river that flowed quickly through it. He caught himself before splashing into the river, and he hovered to catch his bearings. The dark cavern suddenly filled with harsh purple light, and Mooba looked up just in time to be blasted down into the river. Steam filled the underground grotto, which shuddered under the explosion, and collapsed down around Mooba. The crashing darkness enveloped him, leaving him surrounded in a deathly quiet tomb.

Gir was stunned, a great wash of unbridled energy crashed down around him. At the last second he managed to throw his energy shield around himself. Now he watched through it's opalescent bubble as the twin blast slowly burned through his fiercest defense. He heard a crash and felt a tremor through the rocky surface of this planet, but all he could see was the violet fire consuming his shield. His scouter wound recklessly upward, the numbers show an impossible amount of power. A warning symbol appeared and he peeled the device from his head just before it exploded.

The energy dissipated as his shield collapsed. He looked up, shocked by the closeness of the two huge apes which had appeared. The male lifted it's left leg, and slammed down. Gir rolled to the right, where the female stooped and swiped at him. He managed to jump over that swipe, but was sent sprawling to the ground as the ape backhanded him. He rolled again, narrowly avoiding being trampled by the male ape again.

The female stepped down, catching his left arm. It sheared off in a fountain of blood and gristle. He didn't scream, shock had set in too quickly. The male bent at the knees, and scooped Gir up in one hand. He watched, his mind unwilling to tell his body to move, as the Ape's pointed teeth slashed through his torso.

Pikada spat the bisected body out. "You taste disgusting." He spat again, then smiled. "Four down. One to go."

Bea hovered barely off the ground, staring down at the sinkhole caused by the collapsed cavern. "I know you're down there Mooba! I can feel your energy fading, draining away like your life blood. Will you come meet your end on your feet as a warrior? Or will I melt these rocks around you, trapping you like a fly in amber? Like the insect you are…"

The voice rattled in Mooba's head, muffled from the layers of collapsed rock around him.

Images played through Mooba's pain tattered mind. The sky of his home world, dusty but a striking chartreuse in color. Turquoise plants loaded with green and yellow fruits. His family. The day Frieza had come, when was just a sprout of a child. Frieza had been searching for more soldiers that day, and his soldiers had chosen him from his village, he had been sent away and trained. Mooba thought of his first conquest. He had once swore to return home, but now as his mind faded, he knew that his world was long ago sold to the highest bidder, or turned to dust.

He felt regret for the life he'd lived, and the lives he had taken.

Then he shook those feelings of weakness away.

He was Mooba, a Captain in Frieza's army. An advanced warrior.

He was also very, very tired.

He wanted to lay for a few moments longer. He longed for sleep. But the taunt tickled his mind. He was Captain Mooba, one of Frieza's most elite. He was no insect. His aura flared. It sparked and fizzled, as if it was short circuiting. His heart beat oddly in his chest, as if it was starved for fluid. He slowly but steadily worked through the debris, landing unsteadily on the surface. The giant ape came in and out of focus.

Bea was a man of his word. His heart flared at the willpower shown by this opponent. A warriors death for him then. With a speed surprising from a creature of such size he grabbed Mooba with his left hand, lifting him to eye level. He could feel his enemy's power quivering near zero. His right hand ripped the head away from the neck. A few ragged spurts of blood erupted, then Mooba's heart stopped.

The head bounced, its eyes staring up at the giant ape that had killed it. Mooba actually felt peace as his vision faded.

Pikada looked at the moon which was starting to disappear behind the mountains in the distance. "And then there were none."

As the moon disappeared, they each transformed back to their normal states. Exhausted and battered, they crawled back to their pods, hooked into the medical systems and fell soundly asleep.

The blue star of the planet rested high in the sky above before they woke. Angel was the first out. In the daylight, the scene laid out before them was horrific. She took it all in for a moment before she opened up her small storage compartment and pulled out a ration pack. Pikada was the next to wake, and went to sit next to Angel by the small fire she had built. He pulled his alien sword free and set to cleaning it properly. They made little small talk, but did take the time to check each other's wounds. It had been a rough fight, Angel's neck showed a serious bruise, but her voice, though harsh and scratchy, had mostly returned.

Tarma came next, also with a packet of rations. He didn't remember much of the night before, his control over the Oozaru form not being as strong as the others. They all ate, and drank fresh water from a spring. Bea shuffled out about 30 minutes later. He warmed his hands by the fire, then stretched first his back, then cracked his neck. He sat. Pikada looked over at him.

"So. What was that thing you did?"

"Thing?" He said around a piece of dried meat that he gnawed on. "What thing?"

Angel looked up, "Right as Mooba told you about Frieza destroying Planet Vegeta, you…" She chewed on her lip, looking for the right word.

"Changed, Bea. You changed, you became way stronger, your aura was different. It was almost like you didn't know who you were." Tarma spoke as he stared into the flames.

"You went fucking crazy." Pikada said.

Bea contemplated. He remembered the change, he had definitely become stronger, faster, more primal. He looked up. "I'm honestly not sure. Whatever it was wasn't permanent though. I wish I could control that though, what a boost in a fight, double or triple your power." He would try later In private to find that strange feeling again, but he was worried that it would be lost to him.

"So, I was thinking, I bet that Mooba and his team came here on a scout ship, not in pods. And since it's safe to say we're not working under Frieza anymore, I think we should commandeer their vessel under interstellar laws of salvage…" He grinned at them.

And so they set off looking for the saucer shaped ship preferred by Frieza's strong arms. After a few hours of search Tarma reported he discovered it near a crystal clear lake.

Bea spent an hour getting past the security safe guards, while the rest of his team loaded their pods into the ships cargo bay.

They sat together on the round bridge of the ship, a Bea nonchalantly pressed a button. A hologram of Lord Frieza appeared.

"Captain Mooba, I will be heading to Planet Namek, the reasoning is not important, you are to continue your conquest in your current sector." The hologram snapped off.

They talked quickly, and decided to catch up with Frieza on Namek. The ship lifted off, and speed into space.

2 Weeks Later - Namekian Space

The trip had been uneventful so far. All of the members of the SMG had taken a dip in the medical tanks, and they each felt stronger than before. The ship was mostly automated, so they spent time studying the computers when they weren't training in the cargo bay. Bea had disabled their tracking beacon, and even though a few messages were intercepted, none had allowed their ship to be tracked.

The ship had sent an alarm to wake them all up a few minutes before they were to enter Namekian orbit.

As they dropped out of the Faster than Light travel they were not met with a rich green planet though, but an asteroid field that slowly expanded into a ring. The ship jarred as its shields took multiple impacts from the debris cloud. Bea quickly changed its course, taking it above the plane of impact.

"Looks like Frieza was already here." Pikada said as he leaned in closer to the thick viewport to look at the destruction that spread out in front of them.

"Now what?" Tarma asked.

"Now we try to find Frieza again." Replied Angel.

"How?"

"Simple." This time Bea answered. "We set the ships computer to run a search for another ship's engine signature, we have it trace back Namek's orbit until we find one. Frieza didn't leave this system without a ship."

So they searched.

To no avail. The computer informed then that they were at least two weeks back into the planets orbit. Bea decided to continue further back along the orbit.

It took an extra few days, but the computer let them know the cut had found something. A trail leading to deep space. As they followed it, it became weaker. But it was their only lead.

After six months Bea gathered his companions.

"The trail has gone cold. And we are low on supplies. I've had the computer do a search for known planets that would be valuable to Frieza. It's discovered six nearby. We will stop at the closest and gather supplies. I think we should lay low though. No killing, no destruction."

Pikada gave him an odd look, but held his tongue.

A few days later the scout ship made landfall near a lake at the top of a volcano. No high power levels were detected. The vegetation of this world was nearly blue, it's sky a peach color. The lake teamed with shellfish and small animals. In three days time the stocks had been restored, the stale recycled air of the ship had been flushed, and the four Saiyans received some much needed time outside the bulkheads of the ship.

It was decided they'd rest for two more days, and spent their time sparring and feasting.

The ship blasted into space, leaving no sign that they had ever been there. They set a course to the next planet on the list.