That was all that was on his mind. He knew he had to avenge every single person that was on planet Muk that day. No one would get away. No one would escape Remeth's rage.
Remeth looked down at the sack of orange balls, pushed back by the wind so they flew horizontally along with him. A gleam peered through the inside, and curiously Remeth pulled one out. He inspected it. The outsides seemed to be coated with a layer of light. Inside was a dull orange, with queer inscribings. On this particular one, six stars were imprinted on the ball in red.
He hadn't known their purpose. He never would've known, if it had not been for HIM. HE had told Remeth what to take, and who to destroy. It was HIM who told Remeth that they were dragon balls, and had the ability to grant the owner two wishes. Remeth did not know what wishes HE yearned for, or why, but he followed HIS orders, he did as he was told.
And HE told Remeth a great power was coming. Remeth didn't believe at first, so he scoffed. But HE did not lie. Remeth still was very unsure of the power of this "being," but he followed HIS orders. The Muk-jins were regrouping.
Remeth felt a power ahead, and his head whipped forward. In the motion, the dragon ball fell from his hand. Remeth didn't even notice his mistake as Gremeth halted in front of him.
"Remeth, this one was quite a challenge!" complained Gremeth. Remeth grunted.
"Shut up Gremeth. How could you have a problem with one of the Ginyu? That is utterly pathetic!"
"But Remeth, his hair went long. And his fighting tactics were strong. Luckily, I was able to knock him out."
"Pussy…"
"What was that?!"
"You heard what I said, Gremeth. You couldn't even win the battle fairly. You disgust me." Remeth shook his head.
"Well Remeth, the last fight I saw you in, the double warrior beat the tar out of you. Isn't that correct?" shot back Gremeth. Remeth shook his head.
"Yes, it was a powerful transformation. But it's a little too complicated for that brain of yours, green bean. It was only temporary. HE informed me it only lasted merely thirty minutes."
Yemeth slowly flew up behind them.
"Took all three down, easy as pie!" he said, cackling. Remeth and Gremeth slapped their foreheads.
"Quiet down, piss-boy. We don't care about your destruction of the weaklings! Though our friend Gremeth here had a bit of trouble," chuckled Remeth. Gremeth growled, but it was broken up with the arrival of Blemeth and Bremeth.
"We are here. Let's get this going. I was having fun with the weak one," said Blemeth. Bremeth laughed, agreeing.
"Listen up. HE has told us there is a great being coming into play. We must merge into our ultimate form, or we stand no chance. Now I know this sounds…"
"Ridiculous? Well there ya go Remeth, 'cause that is ridiculous. There is no way in hell we are doing that. I'll tell you something; I am fine just as it is. They stand no chance against our normal forms anyway! So what's with this?" challenged Gremeth. Bremeth nodded his head.
"I agree, Remeth. With the results so far, why do we need to merge? It doesn't make sense!"
"Do you want to take it up with HIM? Because you can. It's fine with me. But for now, you follow my orders!"
"I've had it!" screamed Gremeth. He floated in front of Remeth's face, almost touching.
"Our p-planet. Our people. These sick, these sick bastards took that all away from us. Now I don't know about you, but I am going to get revenge by myself, and for myself. I'm not gonna share it with you four. Now y-you listen to me!" he screamed with anger. "I am gonna go down there and kick this "great being's" ass! And then you can come and look at it's dead body when I'm done. Do…you…under…stand…me?"
Remeth nodded.
"Do as you please, Gremeth. I'm not willing to stop you, especially since you are in one of your temper tantrums." The rest of them laughed and Gremeth turned away. In a flash of green light, he shot towards the great power.
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It started out in the lungs. They began to pulsate, vibrating with great fury. It then traveled up the throat at breakneck speed, with no intentions of stopping. It was filtered by the vocal chords, and then erupted from the mouth.
The scream echoed through the land, breaking glass in every building, and causing every human being to cover their ears in sheer pain from the sonic boom-like roar. The air seemed to quiver and waver, as if the roar was breaking through the very fabric of it. The mouth was clear to see. It was light brown, along with the rest of the face. But the scary part was the eyes.
The eyes were dull and devoid of life. One who looked at them would pass them off as emotionless. There were no pupils, or different colors. Just a deep red. And they seemed to peer right through you. They could discover your deepest fears and use them against you. It was not a good idea to look into the eyes of an Oozaru.
But there was something scarier…besides the fact that a giant ape towering 20 meters was screaming at the top of its lungs. It was the color. The ape was totally golden, the same color as a Super Saiya-jin. It looked exactly like an Oozaru, and the hands and feet were still a light brown. But the rest of the body, the fur seemed to have been dipped in gold. It was a strange site indeed. But the power coming from Goku, the Golden Oozaru was more immense than anything anyone had ever felt before.
"Hey you!" screamed a voice that seemed insignificant to the beast. It turned around and let out another guttural roar. Gremeth pointed at its head.
"I swear on my life, and on the Muk-jins you murdered, that I will stop you. You have killed enough. You have caused enough to cry. You have done as you pleased."
Gremeth paused, and floated up to eye level with the golden beast.
"But now Ginyu…you die."
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"I can't believe this," muttered Mirai Trunks, dusting himself off after his brutal beating at the hands of the yellow creature. He was disgusted with himself, too weak to stop one warrior. And to imagine there were four more…the thought was unbearable to him.
He pushed it out of his mind, helping up Piccolo. Piccolo shook his head, trying to get the bugs out. He slowly walked a few yards away to retrieve his turban and cape. The cape had a hole in it, in which he had cleverly devised that plan to shoot his Makansappo through it, while it hid him. Well, at least Piccolo thought he had defeated the alien for a short while, but his thoughts were shattered when Yemeth made toast out of him. Piccolo sighed. He was weak. But he needed to remember…he still had a role. He was Guardian of the Earth, and protector of the dragon balls.
After he had adjusted his turban and donned his cape, Piccolo turned to both Chibi Trunks, seeming to size him up.
"Listen. You are very strong Trunks. You have even reached Super Saiya-jin 3. But that won't be enough to defeat the Muk-jins. You will need to fuse with someone. You could always…oh wait…" Piccolo hung his head down in shame. He had not meant to say that. Two tears formed in the eyes of Chibi Trunks.
"Trunks…I'm sorry. I didn't mean it that way. But listen to me. You are grown up now. You are almost the size of all of us. Which means you can fuse. Now you can't fuse with your father. He is too old, and I'm not sure if those from the same family can form one. But Gohan…if we can find him, you can fuse. We need to act quickly. Let's go Mirai Trunks," urged Piccolo.
"No," was the response from the man of the future.
"What do you mean?" asked Piccolo impatiently.
"I mean that I'm not going. I am going to get back to my time, no matter what it takes. I am going to find out why Tien took my time machine, and why Krillin and Yamcha haven't returned. I need to know."
"As you wish. I understand. You don't belong here, and you want to return."
"Yes, and I'm worried about my own timeline. I am the last defender of it. I can't let anything happen to my people, especially my mother."
"Bye Trunks. It was nice to meet you again," said Mirai's younger counterpart. Mirai Trunks slowly walked to Chibi Trunks and embraced him. He then did the same to Piccolo.
"May luck be with you, my Namek-jin friend," said Mirai Trunks, turning away.
"Luck has nothing to do with it," answered Piccolo, as the man from the future lifted up into the air and disappeared into the distance. Piccolo smiled.
"But good luck anyhow," he muttered under his breath.
Piccolo then remembered the task at hand, and located the energy of the wounded Gohan.
"He's alive. Let's go."
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The dragon balls were gone. And Vegeta was going to get them back, no matter what. Those alien jerks were going to pay. And it would be at the hands of the Saiya-jin Prince.
Vegeta knew this. He once again, stood up straight. He was never very tall, but his pure arrogance and confidence always kept him standing. Vegeta saw the gold flicker in the distance. The Golden Oozaru. The true Super Saiya-jin.
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The giant hand snatched for Gremeth, but he quickly darted out of the way. The hand was unlike the rest of the body, brown with fingernails that were pitch black. The edges of them gleamed with their cracked, sharp edges. They could cut through steel without the slightest discrepancy.
Gremeth jumped on top of the hand and bent back a finger. Goku screamed in pain and swatted Gremeth off of his hand, sending him off into the distance. Goku erupted in anger, and a golden aura formed around his massive body. He grabbed Gremeth in his hand and tossed him into the air. His mouth opened up and he fired a blue blast that burned Gremeth's entire body.
Gremeth hit the ground hard, with black scorch marks all over his green body. Goku's foot appeared above, and Gremeth managed to slip away just before the sole of Goku's foot crushed him. Goku screamed in rage and fired a kick at Gremeth, who put his hands out to stop it.
Goku's foot continued to push, while Gremeth tried for dear life to hold it back. Eventually, it was too much and he let go. Goku dove after him, snatching with his giant hands, and grabbed Gremeth. It was hard for Goku's Oozaru body to upright itself, so he let himself remain on the ground while he held Gremeth up in front of him. Goku rolled to his back, and he snout formed an enormous smile as he squeezed Gremeth.
For a few minutes, Goku continued the hold, not bothering to let go, for his Oozaru rage would not allow it. When finally Gremeth had lost consciousness and Goku was bored, he cast him into the distance and up righted himself. Goku screamed in a battle cry of victory, as he watched Gremeth sail through the air, back to where he'd come from.
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Gremeth skidded to a half in front of Remeth, Yemeth, Blemeth, and Bremeth. They all nodded their heads, as if silently agreeing without anything being said. They all lowered to the ground, and Blemeth hoisted Gremeth up. He was in bad shape, battered and out of it. Remeth walked over and placed his hands on Gremeth. With his healing power of blood, Gremeth was restored to normal. He looked at Remeth.
"Nightmare. He is a nightmare."
All of them nodded in agreement. Then Remeth broke the silence:
"The merger. It begins now."
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Ah Kakarotto…good to see you back in tip-top shape. Goku was too weak for my liking.
The dreams. The loss of consciousness. The senzu.
And now you are ready. My creation. It is my turn in the spotlight for once.
With your help, they will all soon bow down to me. I will rule once again.
And by the stroke of midnight, I will show my true identity.