Chapter 3:Saiyan panic?! The lone namekian warrior

Foreword: more Piccolo baby. Also Saiyan shenanigans, ofcourse, but mostly Piccolo trashing them

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Towa could only grumble, the fiend and her creations had escaped to one of their other hideouts, but she was still irritated with what had happened earlier

Curse you Trunks, you foiled me again!... And yet…

She stared at the data flowing over the screen of the last time coordinates the other computer had sent, her facade breaking into laughter

"You created your own new problem! Of course we'll have to keep those brats away from the Timeline they were sent to… Mira!"

"Yes?" Her loyal creation floated over to where she was

"Are the newest additions ready?"

"At your command Towa." The artificial demon said

"Good, we shall give Trunks a good distraction to keep from the main timeline…"

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"Aaaarrgghh!"

"Oh shut up Earthling, this is only for a bit…"

With that the biker's neck snapped easily, his limp corpse produced a quiet thud. Fasha walked over the corpse, pleased at what she and her crew had done: desolating a local "biker gang" in order to get into their pub

Well, the bikers and the staff of the pub, but hey, gotta do what you need to survive, right?

Sashaying her way to the entrance, she found Tora watching what the Earthlings called "television ", which acted like certain set ups back home. For whatever reason he seemed intent on the sports and news channels. Meanwhile, Gine looked over the bottles and food they stored here, thinking of how she could work with them and cleaning some of the gore that had splattered all over the place. As for Bardock…

"Well, nothing good here" said leader walked in from the back room "Mostly some primitive tools and a hidden cache of weapons, can't say I like anything here"

"Eh, I would like to keep watching this here uh… TV I think" Tora stalled. "I would also like to see their utensils and food. They happen to have a lot of alcoholic beverages here too…"

"Must be like our bars too" Tora added

As they continued checking their surroundings, the four picked up on sirens wailing far into the road, and Fasha stood up with a smirk

"Let me deal with them boss, you can handle things here I supposed?"

"Sure thing Fasha" Bardock inclined after passing her. Stepping outside, she was met by more weak humans, this time they seemed like patrolmen, reminding her of the galactic patrol, Minus the tackiness and with white, black, red and blue only. An annoying helicopter hung above

"Don't you know it's rude to interrupt a woman?" She ginned, charging up a shiny ki ball…

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"How do you think the others are doing, Goku?"

"I think they'll be fine, Piccolo, besides, I bet we're all getting stronger!"

Piccolo shrugged "Well, I'll go on my own, I need some… more fresher air."

"Are you sure you don't need us Mr Piccolo?" Gohan asked, cleaning his face after eating some boar's leg

"Oh, I'm sure, I'll be back… sooner or later."

Taking off, Piccolo flew up and away, before rocketting off

"Now then, I was feeling an odd power coming from that area. Seems I'm more perceptive of it… or those two aren't so concerned. Still, better check it out…"

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"Still so many weaklings!" Fasha groaned, sitting on the wrecked helicopter. She had only used a bit of her power, and ofcourse it worked. But it was starting to get boring. The corpses, mostly incinerated, only kept to remind her how mundane it was. Still, keeping guard was at least something compared to what the others were doing.

Her thought process was disrupted when she saw a purple light flying towards her location

"Now what could this be…?"

She was answered as the light landed right in front of her, the ki aura of the being dropping to reveal a namekian warrior

"A Namekian Warrior? I rarely hear about those. What're you doing here?"

The Namek seemed surprised, taking a step back

"A Saiyan!?"

Fasha's eyes squinted

"And what about it?"

The Namekian gritted his teeth, "I would rather you explain what YOU're doing here and how you managed it!"

"Frankly we don't know. Just found ourselves here a while ago. Well, I'm Fasha, and you kindly die?"

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We

She said we, and there seemed to be 3 more signatures just like her in the building she was infront of

Piccolo couldn't abide by more saiyans as enemies, much less several. Quickly he powered up, ready to slaughter them. As the female saiyan launched a blast at Piccolo, one which he barely regarded and blocked, sending it flying off in the distance

"What?!"

Before she could get an answer, Piccolo kicked her into the pub, breaking in the entrance and surrounding walls

"Seems weak" Piccolo realized "Maybe I shoul-"

"TYRANT LANCER!"

Before he could finish, A saiyan rushed out, fist covered in ki launching at him. Dodging, Piccolo looked back at the new opponent, before double taking

"Hello slug-face, I would like to initiate an interrogation!"

"Are you another Goku copy?!" Piccolo asked, much to the saiyan's confusion. Standing before Piccolo was a Saiyan in gold and black armor, with red details. His hair and build seemed like Goku's, but he could tell his face was entirely different, and the skin tone was off. Just like Turles

"What?"

"Are you with Turles or something?" Piccolo inquired

"Turles? That brat? Why would I work with a kid?"

Now it was Piccolo's turn to be confused

"Kid? When I fought him he was an adult?"

"Adult? You can't be serious, he's only 4 years old!"

Piccolo dropped his stance

"Either you're disoriented or you met someone else. The guy I'm referring to was a saiyan warrior who worked with a gang that fought against me and my allies."

The Saiyan, in his confusion, clutched his head

"Urgh… no… he was kid…. then…. " He shook his head "What year is this?"

"Er…. we fought Turles about 2 years ago or around that time. Pretty sure he was about 20 something"

Before he could continue, Two more Saiyans, a dirtied Fasha and a blue armored one, rushed him. Grabbing their fists, he kicked them in the stomach, flabbergasting them. He stomped down on Fasha before sending the other flying. Bardock shot at him, but to his shock only a scorch mark appeared on his cloak

"What are you? You're far stronger than any Namekian warriors we know of!"

The Namekian merely turned to Bardock, "I'm Piccolo, one of the guardians of Earth, and I've had plenty of experience dealing with Saiyans."

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Will Bardock and his squad get murked and sent away? Will the fighting break down into peace talks? Will Goku finish his bacon? Find out next chapter!

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