Yo! Ginyu and the crew!

by Lucky8ofspades

With The Cold Estate disbanded, everyone that was employed with The Cold Throne now has free reign to pursue their own ambitions. A new era is here. Ginyu and the crew are on a mission to build the most powerful empire the universe has ever seen.

1. A New Frontier

Yo! Ginyu and the crew! The Formation Saga (Prologue)

Ginyu

Delelelelee~

The Captain's green scouter ran the numbers, beeping a mile a minute as he searched through the emptying planet of Cold Estate No.1

"Cui! Can you hear me?"

"..."

There was a lull as The Captain exited The Cold Hallway, walking out into the recently open ended area that had been torn apart by the anger of The Emperor. Ginyu whistled loudly as he stepped off the broken and warped foundation of the Command Centre. He landed harshly on the grass and maintained a mix of focus, excitement, fear, unease, and hope.

This was it. Ginyu didn't think the day was gonna come like this, that's what The Tree of Might was for. A slow-burn strategy to get him out of the claws of The Cold Estate. Now that he got a free pass, The Tree of Might could be used to create his own empire instead of branching off from the one he had been forced under.

"Yes?"

"You off-world yet?"

"No. Ah-hah~" He laughed nervously. "I'm still trying to process, got a couple people in the hangar not sure if they should leave, but also not sure if they should go ask for fear of, ya know. The fact that The Emperor doesn't ever lie so… No one's really sure what to make of it. I'd say the smart ones have already left, no point in sticking around even if he was joking. Better safe than sorry."

"Shit I guess." Ginyu chimed back with a smile as a few more guards grabbed items, weapons, tablets, scouters, you name it, all sprinting their way to the many hangars.

"Why do you ask? I'm just some no name guy who monitors the ships."

"Exactly."

Cui looked down dejectedly, the cold metal floor panging under the rapid footsteps of footsoldiers, scientists, battle-hardened vets.

"We need you."

"What?"

"You heard me."

"You want me to join The Ginyu Force?"

"Yes. I'm going to make my own empire. I promised it to my boys all those years ago and gods be damned if I ever lie to them. I owe them more than my life, I owe them my soul, and I owe them a lavish view with all the riches, tales of splendor, lands, and whatever their hearts desire. What I want to accomplish means that I need a team that can get things done and serve multiple functions. I don't just want meathead combat experts, I want people damn good at their job."

Cui was so caught up in the inspiring speech that he didn't even notice The Captain enter the hangar.

"So."

He looked up in shock as the man extended his firm purple hand.

"Are you in?"

"Shiiiiiii~" Cui answered back goofily, standing up from the swivel chair and meeting his presented hand head-on. "It's not like I got anything else to do."

"Excellent. Follow me, got a few more inquiries."

"Forgive me for speaking out of line only seconds into the job but~"

Delelelelee~

"Isn't Emperor Cold gonna kill us if he sees us plug-walking back into The Estate?"

"Nope. Unlike the lot of the peons here, Cold actually gives a shit about me. He's not gonna do anything rash, I'm only looking forrr~ Salza!"

"...Yez?"

"You off-world?"

"No, but I'm about to. Had it long enough standing in zhoze mind-numbing chroum hallwaisse. Would've killed for the disbandment juzt for zhat. Fuck working for Lor Freeza or whatevere, but I've had enough working under those fluoressent lights."

"You want a new job?"

"Are you really saying what I zinc you're saying?"

"You got it. Frieza kept you around for a reason Salza, I'd love you as an advisor. Plus, finally get to reunite with your cousin."

"Bullshit, he'ze not my couzin you racist branleur."

"Wha-hat?" Ginyu laughed out, unable to comprehend the last of his statement.

"Eggzactlee, you have no rezpect for oure heritighe. What reason do I have to join you?"

"Look." Ginyu reassured as he cut the comms and stood face to face with the perfectly coifed blonde haired man in front of:

Hangar 8

"I need someone who can calmly command the whole unit."

"Zhe whole younit? What are you talking about?" Salza fought back, pressing onto The Captain's armour with a pointer finger.

"I'm not just trying to lead The Ginyu Force anymore."

Salza backed off and raised a brow as he met eye contact with The Captain.

"I'm trying to make The Ginyu Armada. An empire of my own to rival what they did here. Rule over what we see fit and have the time of our lives doing it."

Salza's eyes just about popped out of their sockets as he stared blankly, meeting eye contact with The Captain but not really as he just thousand-yard-stared right through him.

"And I want you to make sure that everyone that's not me and the main team is doing their job. That and…" He looked back to Cui just cause he could. "Make sure my head's screwed on straight whenever necessary. I have big plans for the both of you." Ginyu reiterated as he took a more neutral pose between the two of them, pointing an index finger each. "So?"

He stuck out his hand, powerful and inviting.

"Ssss~" He winced, cringing a bit as the man's purple hand inched closer. "Fuck iit. Whatevere, what would I do anyway?"

The man shook it with pride which ushered a titanesque smile from The Captain.

"Well. I could find a few more here and there, but I mainly wanted you two."

"Really?" Cui raised a brow. "Do you already have Dodoria and Zarbon lined up."

"Nope. Don't need em'."

"Whyeverre for?"

"You two have shown consistent loyalty and ability to follow orders. Those traits are much more valuable than battle power. Dodoria and Zarbon might be stronger than most of my boys but the fact remains that they are Bitch-Made." He emphasised with a hand motion and clear, precise pronunciation. "That's besides the fact that Zarbon just got wiped from existence."

"Wyped from existansse? You are toulkin' nohnsense, Ginyou."

"Negative. I just had a conversation with Cold a few minutes ago. Zarbon interrupted."

"..."

"And Cold showed him why you don't interrupt."

Salza and Cui spared a glance at each other, both of them whacked out.

"It just so happens that it's the type of example you don't come back from."

"Harr to believe that Zarbon could have eaten me up from breakfast and yet-"

"Cold just scrambles him like an egg."

"Perhaps you could have phrased it more~ how you say… politically correct?"

"Ain't nothing correct about complete erasure, Salza. Cold disintegrated his fae ass."

"Tuuhh~" Salza scoffed with a pompous air. "Howe are we supposed to stand up to him?"

"We're not."

"Bullshit we're not!" Salza disagreed immediately, throwing up his hands in a dramatic display. "If we're building an empire to rival him, that means we rival him! How do we avoid such a conflickt?"

"I meant it more for the historical context. Cold's out of the business, when I talked to him-" The trio finally reached Ginyu's outpost. "-he made it pretty clear that he didn't want anything to do with the conquering the rest of The North Galaxy. I don't know what's gotten him so riled up but~"

Skwee~Ka-Klm.

"But that's only to our benefit."

Fshu!

"Newcomersss."

"Hey Burter." The Captain greeted as he stepped around him, barely fitting past due to Burter's wideness clogging up the entrance hallway.

"Cap'."

"Fantastique. I have to deal with this blue blur watching my every mouve."

"Hey Burter."

"Sssssup, Cui."

Burter scanned Salza up and down with his deep red, unknowable eyes.

It unnerved him to no end.

"These are our first two new members to The Ginyu Force. Everyone give a warm welcome to Salza and Cui." Ginyu announced just before he went over to the fridge and opened it up wide.

Be-Beep!

"Yo! Turles."

"What happened with Cold?" He shot back on a dime, effectively no space in between the question and the answer.

"Cu-huh-hualm down."

"SHEESH!"

The others bursted out laughing as The Captain tried to reign it in.

"Emperor Cold's for real."

"You've got to be joking!"

"That means Operation Armada is a go ahead. Turles~"

There was an audible swallow at the other end of the line.

"You've been officially promoted to Squad Leader of The Might Unit. It is up to you to come up with the most effective planets, spots to place The Tree of Might, and rationing of the fruits."

"What!?" Burter just about screamed his throat out as he put his hands atop his dome, locking his fingers over each other.

"Cap'n! You can't just give Tahless all the powah loike that! All the otha' stuff is foine but he gets to choose the rations too!?"

"Quiet." Even though Jeice was yelling, all it took was for one modest answer from The Captain to shut him up immediately. "Are you up to the task, Turles?"

"..."

"..."

Salza and Cui weren't really sure what was going on but every member of The Ginyu Force was on pins and needles, turning on their scouters and sweating it out, waiting for Turles to say something, anything on the other end.

"I'll do it. First order of business as The Might Unit leader is to give all the fruits we have right now to me."

"Cap'n!" Jeice yelled with fervor, eyes wide with both fury and hesitation.

The Captain said nothing, back, he didn't need to, just his stoic eye contact alone was enough.

"When can you and Bardock get here?"

"Give me a day. He and I are off-world."

"Can't wait a day, do we come to you?"

"... Yeah. That'll work. We're on Planet Beenz. Coordinates NG, X:0322…"

Turles

"But how do we know they're not just gonna come here and massacre us!?"

Turles stood stark against the greys, blacks, and browns of the craggy landscape.

"We don't have the power and they just agreed to hand over all the fruits they have stocked up!? If they're not double-crossing us, Ginyu's got to be the dumbest bastard of all time! Don't you think we shou-"

"You sound like a woman." Turles answered plainly. "I told you to believe in me and all you've been doing is worrying. I got this. This. Was the outcome. I had this response planned from the start, father. I wouldn't have reached out to The Ginyu Force from the start if I didn't think it was the right course of action. End. Of."

Bardock stared out into the empty expanse, the only thing left in the canyon were dead bodies, blood and rubble as the father shook his head and placed his black boot on a crag and leaned over his knee.

"Just hard to place all your eggs in one basket I guess. Got too comfortable keeping my head down."

The two Saiyans stared into the unknown until the all-too-familiar Ginyu Force spaceship broke its way through the aether and descended upon them.

GzzzzzzzzzCKK!

A hatch opened in the back and the ship landed carefully on the rocks, making sure as to not park anywhere near the many nooks and crannies the planet of Beenz had. Ginyu walked forward with determination out of the hatch and presented Turles with a stark white cube. He pressed a button on the front and a chilling coolant sprayed out as it opened, revealing over 10 fruits from The Tree of Might.

"This is less than I thought."

"We conquered a planet last week and used 3 of the fruits. I can assure you, that we didn't take any before handing off to you."

"..."

The others gathered around the son of Bardock, taking a close look at what he would do. Both Jeice and Burter's eyes were locked it in disbelief, shaking their head at the event.

"What iz iit with thesse fruits? Do they have special pouwerz or somethin'?"

"Turn on your scouters and pay attention." Ginyu commanded as Turles took out a fruit and palmed it.

The Saiyan stared at the spiky orange fruit for what felt like an eternity, the clouds warped and parted, revealing a bit of sunlight on the group before he took an epic-winner-take-all bite.

CHOMM!

"The whole thing Cap'n! He's gonna eat em' all! That's no fair!"

Deleleleeet!

"You've got to be~ eh johking! Zis doesent make any zense!"

21,000 battle power.

"He was just at 17,000! Holy…" Cui interjected, taking a lap at the revelation.

"Cap'n!" Jeice whined as Turles ate another.

Chom!

And another.

Shum.

And another.

"Th-th-thirty sssicksss thousand!?"

And another.

Kom. Shum. Chom. Grom. Shumm.

Jeice looked to be on the verge of another outburst but he looked and was taken aback by the total collectedness of his captain.

"Gah~ I guess if the Cap'n's not worried, Oi shouldn't be."

And then the last one, cleaning out the entirety of the fridge. The yellow slime of the fruit's juices drained down in dribbles from his cheek, swimming down his armour slowly onto the dirt. His cheeks were filled to the brim and it took him over a minute to chew and swallow the fruits.

It looked strange, as if something exploded in his chest, he caught it in his throat and belched with a feral disposition.

"Dissssgussting."

"Ehhh~" Turles groaned as he beat on his chest a bit. "Oooohhh~ I don't think you're supposed to eat that many at once." The Saiyan was knocked onto his ass, not by a strike or anything but that the weight in his stomach forced him there. "Oooohff~" He groaned. "Ohhhh~"

Eurrrrrughhhh~

The astronomically loud stomach churn spooked just about everyone.

"Got what ya deserved ya' stinking, glutton." Jeice remarked as he lightly kicked the Saiyan in the stomach.

Delelelelelelelele-leet!

"Magnifique!" Salza called out. "78,000! What in the world are in those things!?"

"It's called The Tree of Might." Ginyu responded plainly as he stared down at the knocked out Saiyan. "Turles found them about 2 or so..?" He looked to the group for confirmation.

Guldo nodded.

"-Years now. They amp your battle power an insane degree upon consumption."

"Alright, I'm on your guys level now…" Turles grunted out with teary eyes. "I want to get as strong as you two as fast as possible and I wouldn't be able to if you could just put me away for free."

The group quieted down as Turles used the nearby jagged edges to stand and prop himself.

"Recoome."

Recoome said nothing, only parting the sea and standing with stoicism in front of the Saiyan, looking down at him.

"We are going to spar everyday until I can beat you."

"Hmph." Recoome smiled. "You have a long road ahead of you, Turles. I'm not going to try and kill you, but it's also your responsibility to not die on me."

"I won't. Saiyans don't just keel over without a fight."