The group flew for several hours en route to the coordinates indicated by the Dragon Radar. As Goku was raring to go, he decided to fly a bit ahead of Tarble and Bulma, leaving both of them struggling to make conversation. Given that Tarble held her in a bridal carry throughout the entire trip, this was especially awkward. After a few minutes, Bulma broached a new topic of discussion.
"So, how much did this programming tell you about where you came from?" she asked, forcing Tarble to think for a second.
"A great deal. I am aware of much of the history of my people, although my knowledge is vague beyond the time of Sadala's destruction."
"Sadala? Is that your home planet?"
"Was," Tarble said, his expression darkening somewhat. "All we know is that it was destroyed centuries ago, in one of many conflicts among my people. The surviving Saiyans left the planet and traveled the galaxy in search of another."
Bulma was captivated by Tarble's account. "And?" she asked, eager to learn more.
"They bounced around and eventually found a permanent home, Planet Plant, although it was already inhabited by another species, the Tuffles. After centuries of uneasy peace, they were...exterminated by the Saiyans." They flew in silence for a moment before Bulma eventually spoke up.
"Are you okay?" she asked, causing him to blush slightly before answering.
"It's...fine," he said hesitantly. "I've made my peace with my people's ways, even if I do find them detestable. I am thankful that I do not share their views."
At this, Bulma cocked her head, a question forming in her mind. "Oh, yeah, I've been meaning to ask: why were you and Goku sent here anyway?" At this, Tarble's eyes widened sharply as he let out a small grunt of surprise. "...Tarble?" Bulma asked, concerned. Tarble decided being blunt once more was the best course.
"We were programmed with the intention of wiping out all life we encounter."
Bulma's eyes widened as a look of shock and utter horror came across her features. "Oh my God," she said, at a loss for words. Tarble nodded.
"Fortunately, Goku apparently suffered a head injury which eliminated his programming, and as I was intended for another planet and redirected here, my programming was never completed. You have nothing to fear from either of us."
Bulma breathed a sigh of relief. "Yeah, I figured, but...jeez. Why would they even do something so...horrible?"
Tarble sighed again. "It is a service they render on behalf of a being far more powerful and cruel than anyone else in the universe. Truthfully...I think they enjoy it."
Bulma let out a shaky breath. "Well...I'm glad you and Goku aren't like that."
"As am I," Tarble replied with a sad smile. As it happened, their eyes met for a split second, and for that one instant, another question crossed Bulma's mind. She quickly looked away about the same time as Tarble, before ultimately mustering up the nerve.
"Say, uh, have you...you know...met anybody, back in that village of yours?" she asked, more timid than usual. Tarble was confused.
"'Met anybody?' I don't understand."
"Y-you know, somebody you go out with. Like, to a movie, maybe a nice restaurant or something?" By this point, understanding dawned in Tarble's eyes, and he began blushing profusely.
"W-why are you asking?"
"Oh, you know, just curious."
"D-do you not have...s-somebody, yourself?" he asked nervously, causing Bulma to chuckle slightly.
"I used to, but, well, it didn't quite work out between us."
"...I-I see," he stuttered out in response. For a while, he didn't respond, simply continuing to stew. Bulma smiled a bit.
"I take it the answer is no?" Tarble said nothing, silently stewing in embarrassment. "Hm. Interesting," she said with a chuckle, and in a tone which caused Tarble's heart rate to elevate to a noticeable degree.
"This...I don't even know what this feeling is," he thought nervously, as the two of them continued flying through the sky.
After some time, the spot they had been searching for came within sight, and the three of them touched down onto the shore of a nearby island, as close to where the ball was located as they could get. After Tarble gently set Bulma down onto the ground, she got to work.
"Alright! Let's see here..." She opened up her father's capsule case, but was shocked to find that there was only one capsule inside. "W-what the-?!" she asked aloud. "Why is there only one...oh, no."
Tarble looked over her shoulder, having to float off the ground slightly in order to reach. "What's wrong?"
"Dad has several capsule cases he keeps lying around, not all of which are particularly...useful. I must've grabbed the wrong one."
"Hm. And you're certain this doesn't have anything useful inside of it?"
Bulma nodded slowly. "Y-yeah. Maybe it does! Maybe I'm just jumping to conclusions! After all, he could have put almost anything in here!" She took a deep breath. "Okay, dad! I'm going to trust you on this! Here goes!"
With that, she pulled the release mechanism and threw the capsule into the air. With a puff of smoke, the capsule's contents were released...and a pile of magazines fell onto the sand. Bulma and Tarble were left appalled and immensely embarrassed while Goku was simply confused. He picked one up out of curiosity, but still found himself perplexed as to their purpose.
"I don't get it. They're just sitting there naked, but there isn't a bath anywhere. Why are they-?"
Tarble swiftly covered the child's eyes while holding out his hand towards the magazine, vaporizing it with a ki blast.
"Hey! Why'd you do that?" Goku asked, somewhat indignantly.
"It was the only way," Tarble replied with a shudder, while Bulma busied herself with the task of furiously tearing the rest of them to shreds.
"That stupid old horndog! I'm never trusting him with anything ever again!"
Goku cocked his head. "Huh. Never heard of something called a horndog before. Are they like dogs with little horns on their foreheads, or-?"
"Goku? Quiet time," Bulma replied, to which he simply nodded.
"Okay."
"Now..." Tarble began, "Your radar says the ball is located somewhere underneath the ocean, correct?"
Bulma nodded. "That's right."
"Give it to me."
"What?!" Bulma asked incredulously.
"Give me the radar."
"A-are you...don't tell me you're going to try and swim down there!"
"I'm not going to try and swim down there."
Bulma heaved a sigh of relief. "Oh, thank God."
"I'm going to have Goku go down there," he said, causing Goku to turn his head towards him while Bulma gawked at him in shock.
"Are you insane?! The thing's hundreds of feet down! Nobody can hold their breath that long, not even Goku!"
"True, but Saiyans do have one particular technique that can help with that," Tarble said before turning to Goku. "Now, Goku, pay attention," he said as he flew up slightly before a wave of ki expanded from him in all directions. Soon, a small, white, flaring bubble of ki surrounded Tarble, casting him in a faint glow. Goku looked at him with a spellbound expression.
"Whoaaa...what is that?" he asked, causing Tarble to smile slightly.
"This is a ki barrier, a technique known to many alien species, including Saiyans. It involves the manipulation of ki around yourself to trap air and heat within a certain area. With this technique, Saiyans can spend an extended period of time in the vacuum of space without suffering any harsh effects. In principle, it should function perfectly as a seal against the water, allowing you to travel beneath the waves without fear of drowning."
Both Bulma and Goku were impressed by that.
"Whoa, that's so cool!"
"Yeah," Bulma added. "Although, you can't expect Goku to figure out something so complicated that quickly. And we're expecting the Red Ribbon Army to be somewhere around here, so we can't afford to sit around while-"
"It's like this, right?" Goku called out, having pushed himself into the air a bit with the Power Pole and formed a barrier around himself. It was considerably smaller than Tarble's, and seemed to take a fair bit of effort on Goku's part to maintain without forming cracks. Bulma simply stared at him in shock, while Tarble laughed.
"Excellent! I knew that you would catch on quickly."
Bulma looked on in wonder before a question came up. "One thing, though. If this is a full on seal, then it'll push all the water out of the way, right? How will Goku get down there? There's no way a skin-tight seal could give him enough oxygen."
Tarble thinks on this for a moment before he looks off towards Nimbus, which was idly floating nearby.
"I think I have an idea."
"Alright, so, do you understand the plan here?"
As Tarble spoke, Goku sat atop Nimbus with the Dragon Radar in hand, having crafted a ki barrier around both himself and the cloud. When Goku replied, his voice was slightly distorted by the barrier.
"I think so...I keep this thing up so that Nimbus can go underneath the water, pick up the Dragon Ball, and fly back up, right?" Goku asked, to which Tarble nodded. "One question, though: Bulma, are you coming along?"
Bulma looked over at Tarble for a second before replying. "I don't think so. It's probably fairly dangerous down there, and I'm not nearly as well equipped to get out of there as you are if something goes wrong."
Goku nodded. "That makes sense."
"Good luck," Tarble said simply.
"And be careful!" Bulma added.
"You got it! Be back in a bit!" Goku said, sending Nimbus off towards the ocean before pointing it downwards, water parting around the barrier as it hit the surface. When they could no longer see their friend as his magic cloud carried him below the waves, Tarble turned around, Bulma in tow.
"Alright, so what are we going to do while he gets the Dragon Ball?" Bulma asked, to which Tarble thought for a moment.
"I'd advise you to take cover and shelter yourself in the jungle nearby. If necessary, use that shrinking device to better conceal yourself. I'll take care of our adversaries."
Bulma sputtered slightly in her astonishment. "W-wait a second, you're just going out there to fight them on your own?!"
"Something like that."
"B-but they have guns! And rocket launchers! And other things that are probably even more likely to kill you!"
Tarble simply grunted in acknowledgement.
"They haven't come up with anything that could kill me yet," he replied rather pointedly, the sheer determination in his voice causing Bulma's heart to flutter somewhat as a blush became visible on her cheeks. "Keep yourself safe," he said before kicking off from the ground, creating a shock wave which knocked Bulma over as he took off into the sky, searching for the Red Ribbon Army base that was surely nearby. Bulma could only lie on the ground and stare at Tarble's retreating form in wonder and awe, her chest tightening even further.
"Oh God," she thought to herself. "I am definitely crushing on that guy."
The pool of water remained still in the underground cave entrance, the underwater tunnel having seen hardly any use from people or animals for centuries. The occasional creature scurried along the cave walls in search of food, or perhaps testing to make sure it was safe to exit the area. As it turned out, it was very much not safe for them to do so, as the water abruptly parted to admit a strange boy with a tail, riding atop a flying yellow cloud at ludicrous speeds. The cloud, seeming to have a mind of its own, halted gently just before a tunnel leading away from the pool, allowing its occupant to slowly climb off and survey his surroundings.
"Stay close to me, Nimbus," Goku said to the cloud. "We may need to get out of here in a hurry." The cloud, as expected, said nothing, simply following behind its master as he slowly made his way through the tunnel. Were he more inclined to ask questions, he may have paused and pondered why an undersea cavern would have its ceilings be adorned with the same light-producing mechanisms that could be found in all of the modern homes he had ever been in. As it happened, he did not, although he did take a moment to register the presence of a fully decomposed skeleton along the path.
"Hoo, boy," Goku said as he looked it over. "Probably got jumped by something and couldn't shake it off. Poor guy must've been here a while, huh, Nimbus?" The cloud didn't respond, but it seemed to float backwards a bit. "I wonder how he got down here. Maybe one of those 'sub' things Bulma was talking about? Or he was just really good at holding his breath." He looked over the skeleton for a moment, but didn't seem too bothered by it. Eventually, he simply shrugged. "Welp. Nothing I can do for him. Come on, Nimbus! Let's find that Dragon Ball, quickly! Hopefully those Red Ribbon jerks haven't found this place yet."
The young boy and his cloud continued on unabated for a while, until Goku, focused solely on his objective, failed to notice anything particularly alarming about a series of pressure plates along the ground, while a series of empty tubes lined both sides of the area. Nimbus slowed its movement somewhat, expecting Goku to pause, but the boy kept going, and before it knew it, he stepped onto a plate. Nimbus hurriedly flew forward, but it was too late: a spear rapidly fired out of a hole parallel to Goku's head, slamming the side of his face with extreme force. Were Goku an ordinary human, the spear would've pierced his skull and killed him in an instant. However, as has been established, Goku was not human, and had undergone extensive physical training. Thus, the spear splintered in two upon impact with his face, but not without inflicting a good deal of pain upon Goku.
"OWWWWWW!" the boy cried out, both hands cradling the sides of his face as he hunched over in pain. Nimbus backed up a second, seemingly surprised, before floating to his side. "Agh! Stupid trap! Came out of nowhere!"
If the Flying Nimbus had eyes, it would be rolling them into the back of its nonexistent head.
"Nimbus, can you just carry me across?" Goku asked, like a child asking their older sibling to get something from the high shelf. Nimbus floated downwards, allowing Goku to climb on as it flew him over the trap. Goku jumped off and kept on walking, his earlier injury almost forgotten. Nimbus had to silently marvel at the boy's relentless optimism.
Eventually, the pair came upon a tunnel which appeared more refined than the previous tunnels, and after walking through it carefully, ever-vigilant to the possibility of further traps, they arrived in what appeared to be a massive underground facility. A large pool of water held a massive freighter, seemingly docked there before being abandoned. Several tall structures were visible, completely unlit and similarly devoid of any human life. Goku was simply left marveling at the nature of this strange underground city, wondering what exactly its purpose was, or why people would choose to live in such an environment.
"Whoaaa. Check it out, Nimbus! This place is huge!" He looked around a bit more, spellbound. "I wonder who made all this? I don't smell any people around, and the only human we saw was that dead guy. Maybe...they built this place a long time ago? But then, something happened, and they had to leave. Or they all died." Goku continued on this train of thought for a second or two, before he got bored. "Hm. Maybe we can ask Bulma about it later. She knows stuff! In the meantime..."
He pulled out the Dragon Radar, looking around to make sure he knew just where it was located in this underground city. So focused was he on zeroing in on the location that he failed to take note of a curious sound coming from an alleyway. Nimbus, however, noticed fairly quickly, and attempted to fly directly in Goku's face to grab his attention.
"Agh! What the-Nimbus! What's gotten into you?" he asked as the cloud frantically zipped around him. "Is there something-?" Goku was stopped mid-sentence as a large metallic creature, with a face resembling the skull of some great beast, suddenly burst forward and swung at Goku with a sword. Goku was able to narrowly dodge the blow, but Nimbus was not as fortunate, catching the full brunt of the attack. Wordlessly, the cloud found itself split into fragments, which hurriedly retreated from the battle in an attempt to reform as something more solid. Caught off guard, Goku was left vulnerable to a blow from the creature's fist, sending him flying across the dock. Landing with a hard thud, Goku took stock of his new adversary.
The creature was incredibly tall, easily twice Goku's height. Colored primarily in black, brown, and camo green, the creature's feet were fairly bulky, and flattened out around the soles for a purpose as of yet unknown. Its chest was particularly large, appearing to be covered in several layers of plating. It had two arms, one of which ended in a powerful machine gun hand, and the other whose hand held the sword Goku had noticed before. A long, coiled tail which trailed behind it, and seemed continuously poised for attack. Its face appeared to have a particularly powerful set of jaws, and its eyes were little more than two bright red dots, staring down its target dispassionately, without any hint of hatred or malice. Metal plates on its knees bore the number 2, which all but confirmed that it was a man-made object, and a skull and crossbones adorning its forehead would have denoted its creators. At the very least, it seemed to denote its most basic purpose, one which Goku had already managed to discern.
"You!" Goku called out, causing the robot to turn its head towards him. "What's your deal? Did the people here make you? Or did someone else make you, to kill the people here?" Goku paused as he became slightly confused. "Or...did the people here make you, and you killed them? Or, did someone else make you, but you killed them, and then you killed the people here too, just because? Or maybe-?"
The robot let out a harsh shriek, which might've been interpreted as an angry retort, had this robot been capable of acting out emotionally. It charged rapidly, the flat soles on its feet aiding its acceleration as it rocketed forward with two small thrusters contained within. Goku got the message.
"Not too chatty, huh? That's cool," he said as he pulled out his Power Pole, planting it into the ground at a slight angle. "Makes it easier to beat you up!" He extended the Power Pole, causing it to rise at the angle it was planted at and strike the robot directly in its chin, stopping it in its tracks with a thud. For a second, it didn't move, but it swiftly recovered and attempted to cut down the obstacle with its sword, the strength behind its swing ironically aiding in its destruction as it shattered on contact with the pole. The robot appeared confused for an instant, while Goku chuckled. However, he soon had to twist himself out of the way as the robot threw the damaged hilt of the sword like a knife, hoping to pierce his forehead. As the hilt struck the cobblestones, Goku was left distracted, allowing the robot to grab onto the pole and toss it aside, taking him with it. The boy hit the wall of a nearby building hard, forming a noticeable indentation in the structure. He pulled himself from the wall with an angry growl, and decided to go for a different approach.
"Ka...me...ha...me..." the boy muttered as he clamped his hands together, placing himself firmly onto the ground. The robot turned towards him and began to rush forward just as Goku was ready to fire. "HAA!" he cried as the blue beam of ki leaped from his hands towards the robot, pushing against the robot's metal chest plating. Although it continued pushing itself forwards against the beam, bits and pieces of metal were chipped away, until finally the beam punched through the main plating and through the other side, destroying most of the robot's critical machinery. The beam kept on going, drilling through the rock wall in the distance, while the robot was left with a massive hole in its chest. After a few hesitant steps, the light in the robots' eyes died, and it fell forwards onto the ground, too damaged to keep on going.
Goku breathed a sigh of relief before picking up his Power Pole and extending it towards the robot, tapping it a couple times. When he was satisfied that the creature was put down for good, he looked around for Nimbus. Fortunately, he didn't have to look for long, as the yellow cloud flew towards him a little faster than usual, looking almost relieved to have managed to pull itself back together. Goku, likewise, smiled, happy that his silent friend was alright. Goku took out the Dragon Radar and examined it once more, succeeding in pinning down the location of the ball.
"Ah, here we go! It's just a little ways away! Come on, Nimbus, let's go get it!" Nimbus flew forwards at a brisk pace in the direction Goku pointed, while he mulled over it for a second longer. "Here's hoping those Red Ribbon jerks aren't giving Tarble and Bulma any trouble..."
"General Blue!"
A tall, blonde, blue eyed young man in a beige uniform stood with his arms crossed as he examined the data collected by the Red Ribbon Army's scouts. His ears perked up slightly as he heard one of his soldiers call his name.
"What is it, Private Navy?" he asked, somewhat irritated.
"I've lost contact with Captain Dark and his men!" he replied, which heightened Blue's interest, and caused some degree of alarm among the rest of his staff.
"Really?" he asked. "In that case..." he said, slowly starting to grin. "There can be only one explanation." In an almost jubilant manner, he turned to the soldiers assembled around his command station. "Soldiers! Prepare for battle immediately! One or both of the alien insurgents are likely making their way towards us!"
The soldiers panicked even more. "T-the insurgents?!" "B-but one of them decimated Silver Squadron!" "The other one took out Major Metallitron, not to mention the rest of White Squadron!" "You can't be serious! There's no way we can-!"
"Silence!" Blue cried out, silencing the guards immediately. "It is true that our adversaries are formidable, but you are forgetting one thing: we know their weakness!" The soldiers' eyes brightened up slightly as they recalled this information. "All I have to do is paralyze them with my special power, and then...they will be ours." He grinned even more as he thought of how he would be lauded by his superiors for defeating such a potent threat to their plans. Perhaps...he may even be promoted, replacing Officer Black as Red's second in command. The thought made him positively giddy with anticipation. "Now, if my hunch regarding our adversaries is correct, and it is, they shall be arriving at this location in five...four...three...two..." As if on cue, half of the eastern wall of the structure was blown apart by a ki blast, leaving hardly any debris to fall on the heads of anyone nearby. The soldiers near it recoiled in fright as they saw Tarble floating above them, while Blue simply smiled. "One."
"Listen well!" the young Saiyan began. "Your organization has caused many good, innocent people to suffer, and I can no longer stand by and allow you to continue unchallenged. My companions and I shall ensure the end of each and every branch of your organization, as retribution for the many crimes which you have committed...but I am not without mercy. If you surrender to me now, you will not come to any harm, and I will escort you to the authorities, where you will face a fair trial. Should you oppose me...I promise you nothing but pain. What is your answer?"
The soldiers looked up at the floating teenager with apprehension, fully aware of the power he possessed. Blue, however, began to laugh with increasing frequency.
"Quite a presumptuous child, is he not?" he asked his soldiers, who frantically nodded in agreement. He turned towards Tarble. "It's about time that somebody taught him a few things. The first lesson you must learn, boy, is this." With a slight grunt of exertion, the general's eyes glowed a bright blue, and Tarble soon found himself trapped in a field of blue ki. Caught off guard by this strange technique, he failed to register Blue leaping towards him until he was right on top of him, and thus could not react in time to block the general's devastating downward kick. The Saiyan was sent flying into the ground, forming a small crater just outside of the command base.
Blue landed just outside of the crater hard enough to crack the ground, and finished what he was going to say after looking down upon Tarble, who was still apparently struggling to move. "General Blue doesn't surrender," he said with a sneer. He reached down in an attempt to grab the boy's tail, only to suddenly find himself grabbing nothing but empty air. "W-what?! I was looking right at him, where-?!" He felt a rush of air behind him, and couldn't help but freeze slightly as he realized just who the source was. Nobody had ever broken free of his technique of their own will, and yet somehow, the brat had managed it. In desperation, Blue attempted to turn around and lunge for the Saiyan's tail.
"You have not chosen wisely," he heard Tarble say to him in a neutral tone, before he felt a jolt unlike any he had ever experienced in all of his years of combat. With a single punch to the face, General Blue was unconscious before he even hit the ground. The soldiers looked at the Saiyan prince in horror, while he looked down at Blue's unconscious body for a second before leveling his gaze at them in return.
"Does he speak for you?" he asked frankly. The soldiers looked over at each other for a second, then put all of their hands up above their heads in lockstep, looking terrified out of their minds. Tarble's expression remained unchanged as he looked upon the display. "I see."
Hours later, after Bulma met back up with Goku and added the three-star Dragon Ball to their collection, the trio made use of several of the Red Ribbon Army capsules located in the base to transport General Blue's squadron to Paradise City, the city closest to the uncharted island. As with their previous delivery, Goku and Tarble were regarded with shock when the pair of them delivered one of the top generals of the mighty Red Ribbon Army directly to the local authorities. Nevertheless, after a rather frantic call to the Royal Army, the soldiers of Blue squadron were placed in detention awaiting their arrival, while Blue himself was kept in the station's solitary confinement chamber, the staff taking extra care to ensure Blue could not enter into eye contact with anything. This taken care of to Tarble's satisfaction, the two Saiyans exited the police station to find Bulma waiting outside, examining the Dragon Radar.
"So, from the look of things, the next ball is a pretty long trek away, off in someplace called the Sacred Land of Korin," she explained. "We can bet there'll probably be more of the Red Ribbon Army's goons already there, causing trouble."
Goku chuckled. "Ah, so what? We beat up the last guys no problem!"
"Still, we must remain vigilant," Tarble cautioned. "Even if Blue's powers were ultimately ineffective against me, they could have proven quite deadly to you two. My estimation of the Red Ribbon Army's capabilities was evidently in error."
Bulma simply nodded. "Let's just hope we keep getting lucky."
"Indeed. Now then..." Tarble paused, a slight blush forming on his cheeks. "S-shall we depart?"
Bulma blushed a little as well. "Ah, yes, of course. We must set off as quickly as possible, after all!" Goku simply looked on, confused.
"I really don't get why Bulma won't let me carry her."
Many miles away, far from civilization, a diminutive man with striking red hair stood in front of a massive screen showing a map of the world, scowling with displeasure as he held a pen in his hands. As he looked, three of the blinking circles that they had been examining for weeks converged on each other, and were currently traveling at high speed in the direction of another, an area of particular interest to them at the moment. There was no doubt about it: based on eyewitness reports from Silver Squadron and the rapid pace of the insurgents, they had to have some kind of device they used to track down what they were looking for. The fact that they had already progressed halfway towards an objective they had been pursuing for weeks left the man in a very sour mood, indeed.
"Commander Red," a tall man with a short mustache and balding head said in a businesslike manner, drawing the short man's attention. "I have received a report from one of our operatives that will interest you."
"Yeah?! Out with it, already, Officer Black!" the commander shot back, irritated. The tall man cleared his throat.
"According to their information, General Blue and his men have been...detained by the Royal Army." The commander's eyes widened in anger for a moment, and he began clicking the pen furiously. Officer Black looked at him with some concern. "Uh...sir?" At this, the pen snapped in his hands, putting an end to the continual noise. Red took a deep breath before looking up at Officer Black, who began sweating slightly. "I-it may yet be possible to recover them from royal custody. I can have our operative-"
"Leave them. Get Mercenary Tao on the line," the commander interrupted in a surprisingly neutral tone. With this command, a chill entered into the room, and the various officers assembled, Officer Black included, all gulped in apprehension.
"C-Commander, are you certain that-?"
"Those alien freaks have proven too strong for the regular soldiers under our command. I was a fool to think we could deal with that Tarble guy on our own, and now we've lost an entire squadron." The commander took a deep breath before looking up at Officer Black. "We're out of options. Get it done."
The officer nodded with some reluctance, and gestured towards a private holding a landline phone in her hands. At Officer Black's insistence, she scurried over to Commander Red, who snatched the phone out of her hands angrily, leaving her holding the base as he dialed in the assassin's number. After a couple rings, during which the commander tapped his foot impatiently, he finally received a response.
"Hello! You have reached the legendary assassin Tao Pai-pai! Who may I kill for you this fine day?"
For the first time in the last few days, Commander Red smiled.
"Tao Pai-pai...I believe I have a job for you."
IT LIVES!
Ah, finally, another chapter completed! It's definitely been a while, and I thank you all for your patience. Not sure when I'll be back with another update, but I will promise you this: that next update is going to be pretty action-packed. Anyway, responses!
Jredd said back in Chapter 1: "Neat! I'd like to see where this goes so I'll keep reading :)." Glad you thought so!
Then, in Chapter 4, they say:
"Yep, I read all the chapters so far! Keep up the great work man! Oh, and I hope you weren't too put off by my weirdly long review of your latest chapter of Hermit. I REALLY like that one as well. I still think the humans could have a least tried out the room of spirit and time in that fic even if they only lasted a couple months. They are stronger than Goku was as a kid and have partners rather than being alone like Goku was. But at the same time I understand you may not want to make them too strong too quickly, also you probably have plans for them to make much better use of that room later yeah? :D. In any case great job on both of these stories man, I'll keep an eye on them and try to leave comments/reviews more often. Take care :D."
No problem, and you're fine, lol. Like I said, I appreciated it. Made me feel like you were really invested, you know? Anyway, I hope you've been liking the recent chapters of Hermit as well!
KakashiHatakeDFS says: "not to rush, but I'm anxious for that new chapter. keep up the good work!" And here it is! I hope it's lived up to its expectations.
With all that said, thank you all for reading, have yourselves a fantastic day, and take care.
