A white orb landed rather unceremoniously onto the steel of the landing bay, tripping over it and planting on its size. There was absolutely no way for the ship to damage the landing hall since it was built out of the same stuff that bigshot spacecraft was made out of whereas the ship was built out of simple materials located mostly around a single planet rather separated from the rest of the Universe and having very little notable feats of technological development apart from their near-miraculous capsule technology.
Chayote burst forth from the door that she had to bust down because they didn't open right anymore. Something in the tridents that scraped her ship on Planet Sando had shorted the tech of the surrounding area out, though, given how the errors have begun long after her departure, it might have been a result of a natural misfortune made more likely due to moderate damage to the ship's hull.
"I'd like if you took care of it…" Chayote mumbled to the scurrying, flat-faced aliens that seemed more stricken by her careless and rather brutish attitude than providing a reason for Chayote to fear them.
"Pay half now." The dirty-faced alien mechanic grumbled out. He spoke universal which was a given seeing how he worked in a space station that belonged to a sector of space well within Frieza Army territory. The station was, after all, just twelve million kilometers away from Planet Kanassa.
"Look at the smart mouth on you!" Chayote clenched her fist and raised it over the little rascal's head to threaten a hammer-arm smack that would have sent the alien's belfry crashing down to the floor and splitting his own body into two. "I'll pay!"
She continued to grumble and growl while walking away to which the mechanics just chuckled and continued to gossip about things Chayote couldn't register nor care about.
"Saiyan…" was the only word she heard.
She was that. A Saiyan. They didn't bully her any further because they saw the Frieza Army gear on her, they saw the fact that she was a Saiyan and that was enough for a start. A Frieza Army grunt wouldn't refuse payment on a space station under Lord Frieza's control. That was like snubbing the space emperor himself out on his rightful taxes. Chayote turned around before entering the hallway to the main entrance hall of the station to see the critters scraping the Planet Sando seaweed that she had stuffed into the corners where her ship's hull was compromised off. They'd have to check the fuel tank too, Chayote had stuffed down a bunch of it there, suspecting a possible leak as well as a bunch of other systems.
The stuff was surprisingly useful for a wide variety of tasks. It became steel-hard from pressure, it conducted electricity well making it ideal for basic wirework as well as being an excellent heat conductor and source of alternate fuel. Those Sandoans really knew a treasure when they settled down on it.
The Saiyan checked on the sash with the three Ultimate Dragon Balls she had collected up until now. She shook her thigh, just to feel the crystal orbs rubbing and bouncing against each other. It was just paranoia talking, after all, if even one of those buggers got missing, slipped out and rolled into some pipeline in the space station – the Earth would've been as good as done for. There was little possibility for pickpocketing in a Frieza Army space station, the space emperor ran a pretty tight ship even in the farther reaches of his territory which this sector wasn't.
Before Chayote could even begin to wonder how exactly she'd pay up for the repairs, a strangely familiar for a person she met for the first time in her life tail of blond hair flashed in her field of vision, capturing the Saiyan's attention instantly.
"A human?" she wondered. Not only was this creature parading about a match for the typical physical attributes of a human but she dressed like a stylish human youth too. A purple dress, ripped jeans and cowgirl boots, a bloated hat that looked almost like a balloon on top of her head.
The Saiyan seemed to be too encompassed by the unexpected presence of a human teen inside a faraway space station on a sector belonging to the Frieza Army to notice a shrimp, humanoid alien with blue skin apart from his purple scalp and body, donning the outfit of a Galactic Patrol too. This surely had to be a joke, the Galactic Patrol had no business to be inside Frieza Army territory while humans had no capability to travel this far and yet… Both of them were here.
"Shoot! We've been noticed…!" the purple alien leaned back and froze up in fear. "By a Saiyan warrior no less!"
"What's the matter, you keep going on and on about being Super-Elite, why don't you fend her off then?" the human girl put her hands over her hips and leaned over the cowering alien of the Galactic Patrol. These jokers were a curious faction, their ranks had warriors all over the spectrum in terms of power levels so one couldn't know what to expect from them. They used to oppose the Frieza Army and were acknowledged as pests to be exterminated on sight but the Galactic Patrol stopped opposing the Frieza Army long ago, save for select guerilla tactics interventions from its boldest and mightiest members.
"Are you kidding me!?" the purple alien freaked out. "I'm no match for an adult Saiyan warrior, don't forget she's also a part of the Frieza Army too! We can't stand out one bit here and even if we did pull off a miraculous win…"
"Hey, genius, you're sort of already standing out by wetting your pants here…" Chayote growled, seeing little to no interest in the Galactic Patrolman as opposed to the human he traveled with. "What is the Galactic Patrol even doing here?"
"Shhhh!" Jaco pressed his finger to his pristine-white teeth as he hissed out a shush at the Saiyan. "Would you mind not triggering everyone here to our presence? Plus, as if I'd disclose private Galactic Patrol business to a Frieza Army lackey such as yourself!"
The fact that he himself had just yelled out "Galatic Patrol" aloud had only occurred to the shrimp a decent space of time later after he had already said it. The skin of the purple alien went in pimples and reverberated in panic as he frantically looked around the grumpy-looking faces of aliens both humanoid and otherwise walking, slithering or levitating past the pair.
"We're looking for a nasty computer virus named "The Salad Thunderbomb", well, Jaco's looking for it, I'm just gathering material for my killer sci-fi novel. It's a pretty neat adventure, the virus has such a cool name I won't even need to think up a name for my chapter!" the blond girl exclaimed in excitement.
"She went out and said it…" Jaco shriveled into a pathetic pile of deflated rubber on sight. "Don't you understand how dangerous this mission is, Tights, everything and everyone here wants to kill us!"
"Hey, you're Galactic Patrol, aren't you?" something had occurred to Chayote.
"Would you stop saying it already!" Jaco flipped out at the Saiyan who smirked with a face of genuine apology beaming back at the purple alien.
"Huh? What's that about Galatic Patrol?" a curious voice rumbled from a tall, bubblegum colored powerhouse alien looming behind Jaco and Tights, freezing the Galactic Patrolman in his place with a frightened grit of his teeth to accentuate his panic.
"This shrimp, he's wearing a Galactic Patrol uniform and he's even packing a Galactic Patrol blaster. Nice find, Saiyan, completely gone past us…" another alien that looked like a humanoid lump of coal with a pair of eyes staring from within a pair of cracks on the front of its head lump cracked his fists with a strange, rubbery noise.
More and more attention was beginning to follow the sudden peak of interest from the two in the Galactic Patrolman. Chayote scratched the back of her head, feeling a bit bad as she was the one to make their presence known to everyone, even if everyone involved had tempted their fate once or twice before they got figured out.
"Anyway, what I was suggesting was, I'm a bit short on money so… If you can pay for the repairs of my ship, I'll kick everybody's asses until you find your whatever you're looking for." Chayote tried to put it briefly as the aliens had begun to surround and wind up their fists for a royal beatdown, some of them stood from far behind and aimed their standard Frieza Army issued arm cannons. Those would have been so useful to Chayote back on Earth. Before her Ki control became more consistent as they did the heavy-duty work of channeling Ki into beams for the wielder.
"So, what'll it be?" Chayote asked when the bubblegum powerhouse threw the first fist which froze in mid-air when Chayote's two-fingered pinch locked around his wrist and forced his fist open while the giant whined and cried out in pain. The Saiyan didn't have the chance to check up on everybody's power levels yet but they shouldn't have been too bad for her to handle. She could have used a nice test of the power she had garnered on Earth as well as the power granted to her by the Zenkai boost after the conflict with King Piccolo.
"It's not like we have a choice, is it!?" Jaco cried out while Tights turned her head and raised her nose up, looking ashamed to have this alien as her comrade.
"What's that? You're going to oppose us, Saiyan? You would betray Lord Frieza like that on his own space station!?" one of the alien crowd thundered out while Chayote turned on her scouter before going to work. She didn't want any trouble but trouble was the only way to pay up for the repairs, get off this rock and then return to looking for the Ultimate Dragon Balls.
The average of power levels seemed to be at about 1200, there were some twice as big as that but there were some that were lower than a 1000, while this made Chayote choke up a bit inside, recalling the struggle against the Saibamen back on Planet Vegeta that ended up leaving her headless for a time, the soft rub of the Frieza Army armor against her skin reminded her that she handled folks as tough as 1500 and higher with a mere couple of punches. She should have been several times that in worth and that realization blew gusto to Chayote's dashes and rampaging fists.
"She's really good!" Tights opened her mouth in surprise. "I can't even see her move until she stops moving altogether."
"Yes well… That's the threat we Super-Elites face every day in the wide universe, it says a lot about our own might, doesn't it?" Jaco smirked while pressing a tiny pimple of a bicep that popped out when he tensed his rubbery limbs.
A body pile covered Chayote up, the weight felt like absolutely nothing. With a simple flare of her aura, she sent the body pile scattering all across the hallway. The alarm of the space station had been set off, maybe she cut herself off the chain a bit too much as smalltime rabble-rousing was nothing new on space stations with the security staff involving themselves only when stuff threatened the integrity of the space station itself.
"Can you access the terminals from here?" Chayote looked at Jaco. "I've got a nasty feeling we might have company soon and we might not want to test our luck wandering the station and looking for some more dangerous officers of the Army."
"Y-Yeah…" Jaco nodded and rushed up to the table where the four-meter tall stick-shaped receptionist with six stick-like arms was before being laid out by a stiff right cross to the center of its face and laying cross-eyed. "It should do to upload the antivirus and stop this station from infecting the entire sector…"
"So, this station has been spreading some system virus? Maybe that's why I couldn't reach Dr. Brief on Planet Sando?" Chayote wondered aloud before feeling a rough yank on her collar. Tights had gripped it and pulled the Saiyan in as if she was about to kiss her on the lips but, sadly, she only almost yelled Chayote's ears off.
"You know Dr. Brief? He's my father! How do you know him?" Tights continued to shake the female Saiyan until she could swear she'd hurl up. Chayote tried to be gentle with severing the hold and putting the end to the shaking, given the recently revealed information that this young lady was Bulma's sister.
"He was the one who built me this ship. I'm not sure if you know, it depends on for how long you've been parading through the universe with this dweeb but… Your sister, Bulma… She's… She died." Chayote wasn't sure why she had so much trouble saying it. What's Bulma to her anyway? Just a useful, genius mechanic who laid the foundation for the ship she currently paraded the universe with, yes…
"W-What…?" Tights' lips quivered.
"Oh… No… Wait…" Chayote pressed her finger to the corner of her own lips as she engaged into some deeper thinking for a second. "I think she's alive now, I guess I shouldn't have stressed you out then."
"Imbecile!" Tights smacked Chayote across the head. She must have had plenty of practice smacking things that dwarfed her in power level since she didn't break her own hand while relaying the message meant to be relayed by the smack. "Why bring it up at all, if you're not sure if my little sister's done for or not!?"
The lights went out while the space station trembled in a mighty quake. This wasn't supposed to happen. Something bad sparked up deep down in Chayote's gut, she turned her scouter on and turned to the left, where the kitchen of this floor and other service rooms were, the most likely places to flood the main entrance hall with aliens looking to eat Galactic Patrolman soup for dinner. There were plenty of power levels as high as four to five thousand but they seemed to have been barred off from entering the main entrance hall by the door.
"Did you shut the door?" Chayote looked to Jaco just to make sure about something she already knew. The cowardly space policeman didn't even need to say a thing. The signature coming in from behind Chayote made her vision blank out in shock for a second. The power level of that thing just kept on going and going and going…
"5000… 8000… 12000… 18300!?" Chayote could feel her own heart freezing up. This power level could have only belonged to an elite Saiyan warrior or one of the higher-tier Frieza Army officers. Someone like that would deal with the space station security system like wet paper. Hell, even Chayote wouldn't last that long against someone like that.
The scouter's showings were just one side of the coin, the feeling of the Ki signature as massive as it was twisted sent shivers that utterly paralyzed Chayote for a second. Not to mention the army of lesser power levels surrounding the monstrous Ki signature as well as the utterly frightening sensations of even greater power levels that hadn't yet revealed themselves.
"Whatever you're doing, check the landing pad, now!" Chayote slammed her hands over the table and took a heavy gulp down.
"Whaaa! Where did this massive cruiser come from!?" Jaco scratched his head. "Oh, right, I was busy uploading the antivirus to check if anything requested permission to land…"
"Hmmm… You seemed so cool, I was even going to name the main heroine of my novel after you but… Now you kind of look like a scaredy-cat like Jaco, if you ask nicely, maybe I'll let you have an episodic role…" Tights continued to ponder on the structure and setting of her novel that she'll never have the chance to write if whatever had just landed would have their way.
"Shut up, open the door now! The door that leads to the lavatory, the kitchen and the rest of the station!" Chayote demanded.
"B-But… That's where all the Frieza Army goons are…" Jaco trembled after removing a fish-shaped drive from the service computer and putting it into a pouch of his utility belt, substituting the drive with his blaster.
"If whatever's landing there gets their hands on us – we're dead before we can even worry about anything else!" Chayote slammed her hands again, denting the table and frightening Jaco.
"F-Fine just… Work on your anger issues a little, maybe?" Jaco ran out from the service computer and prepared to open fire once the door opened up, Chayote ran out and did the same. It wouldn't be easy, nobody there had a chance to hold up a candle to her but they might just cause enough of an inconvenience to slow her down so that the massive power level and the army they came with would catch up to them.
"So that thing that frightens you so much is the Frieza Army too?" Tights wondered.
"I'm not from the Frieza Army, I'm from Earth." Chayote growled as this was neither the place nor the time. "Just shut up for a second and keep up with us, please. We can't allow whoever's on the landing pad to catch up to us."
"Heh, it must be something really scary if it frightens you. You Saiyans are real battle maniacs so I'm surprised you're not enjoying yourself right now." Jaco addressed Chayote with a joking tone.
"Just don't stop shooting…" Chayote growled.
The first wave of roughousers and miscreants became encased by the bright and all-encompassing light from Jaco's blaster shots and Chayote's Ki blasts. The explosion threw the overzealous grunts back and scattered them all across the hallway, prompting the three to dash forward, Chayote extended her hand and blasted at anything in her eyesight, using her Ki sensory to navigate her blasts and take down whomever she couldn't see while her left clutched tightly to Tights' arm and dragged the puny human alongside her. At the very least Jaco did what was expected of him.
"Where are we pushing to, exactly, you do know that this station ends with a dead-end in the security office, right?" Jaco turned to Chayote who just soured more while channeling her frustration and desperation into more intense Ki blasts to decimate the resting, eating and shopping inhabitants of the space station.
"Man, that Frieza Army sure was quick to react… I wish the Galactic Patrolmen were this efficient…" Tights sighed while being flung and carried around like bothersome luggage.
While the presence of this power level chasing after them was Chayote's worst nightmare come to life, something told the Saiyan that this was no Frieza Army vessel. Just like Tights said, there would be absolutely no way for the Frieza Army to answer to a distress signal in mere seconds after the fighting had concluded. Whoever was within this cruiser breaking through the main entrance hall doors, they were headed there before the fighting even broke out and that prospect frightened Chayote maybe even more than facing off against a high-ranking Frieza Army officer.