Chapter 10

It's been three days since I started my mission through the savage lands of Planet Vegeta. Already, I've bitten/captured a total of twenty-six Saiyans. About nineteen of them were low class warriors (Tier 5), two of them were middle class warriors (Tier 6), and five of them were high class warriors (Tier 7). It took a bit of margin and error to figure out where each individual Saiyan lied on the Tiering spectrum for the Company. It sure helped that I managed to snatch a crate full of scouters (amongst a variety of other alien tech that would look nice in my Demiplane).

Whenever I got sick of being a fly, I would transform my appearance to resemble the most generic and stereotypical Saiyan ever. Tanned skin, outrageously spiky hair, battle scars on my body, and muscles for days. My shroud easily took on the appearance of the Frieza Force's battle armor, so I did need to source my own like the mission suggested. My disguise was dubbed "Dive" and I was just your humble low-class warrior with nothing but the battle armor on his back and a basic PL of 1200.

Laying low was the way to go, and the less attention that I brought to myself the better. Not like it's hard to be inconspicuous around this race of rowdy bastards. Villages littered most of Planet Vegeta's surface with a majority of the lower class Saiyans living in carved out mountains, rocks, and mud huts. The real high-class warriors got to live in the capital city of the Planet, and it was named Capital Vegeta (what a shocker…).

So compared to the city where the rules were heavily enforced and expected to be maintained under heavy watch of the Frieza force, the villages out in the wild were fucking chaotic. Away from the eyes of the Saiyan force, there were Saiyans that established territories in small parts of the planet. These territories either subjugated the weak under their protection and watch from other territories, or they forcibly conscripted enough Saiyans strong enough to kill and claim more territory.

Whether your Power Level was abysmally low, you are a woman, ill man, or child, you were not spared from the bloodshed of these brawls. Yet the messed-up part was that despite watching some of these weaker Saiyans get annihilated by their own kin, they still seemed to relish the thrill of battle. Of course, there were your cowards amongst the lot, but the abundance of Saiyan corpses with grins on their faces that I flew over as a fly proved that they were the majority.

It was a little unnerving seeing just how utterly inhuman their nature was when not viewing the story behind a screen or from reading a manga panel. Saiyans loved conflict and would rather die a struggling dog's death than simply pass away in peace. It explained why the Saiyan Force wasn't out here patrolling and putting these territorial battles to a stop.

I figured that as long as these battles don't threaten the leadership and balance of power kept within the royal family and the higher echelons of Saiyan warriors, then they were generally beneath their active policing. Plus, not like anyone can go all Great Ape with this planet's moon only being in it's Full phase every 100 years.

Duping the local populace was crazy easy. I managed to swipe the scouters, battle armor, and *AHEM!* a spacepod *AHEM!* by disguising myself as a nearby saiyan. The trick when getting caught was to simply run in the direction of the saiyan that impersonated, transform into a fly, and watch as all hell broke loose in an all-out battle that devolves beyond the point of reason.

I've yet to really come across any real trouble yet. The Frieza force wasn't going to get me any time soon considering they don't even know what to look for in the first place. If I didn't scream to the heavens that Frieza planned to wipe everyone on this planet off the map, then I was beneath his notice. The Time Patrol on the other hand was a different matter.

I had no clue if they were here or not. After nearly getting caught by those three Saiyans stooges on my first day here, I quickly purchased Paradox Defense II and Trace Defense I & II. The full immunity of Paradox Defense at least eased my worries of potentially having my every action be the cause for any disruption detected by their Time Scrolls. As for Trace Defense, this will make me less paranoid that they'll get a bird's eye view of me.

Now I didn't purchase Information Defense. I could afford to, but having my Power Level be incapable of being read by the local populace was super suspicious in their eyes. The Company could provide the best defenses that can even stop the most powerful of deities from reading into my information, but they can't stop your average joe from laterally thinking, or in the case of the Saiyans and Frieza force soldiers of this world: it wouldn't protect me from the arising questions that'll pop up should al of their Scouters consistently fail to read a single saiyan's PL.

I'm not in a Universe that'll require I need the defense yet, so I just relied on my inherent ability to control my displayed power level to those around me. This did incite some of the locals to pick a fight with me, but I managed to dupe them with my trickery and used my transformed fly clones to bite/capture them.

Still, I did have my fair share of trouble these past three days. Nothing too serious, but it was about what you'd expect while on a battle-frenzied planet like this one.

Dragging my gigantic kill of the day, I pulled the carcass of some weird cross between water buffalo and a triceratops to my portion of the deep wilds of the planet. I made sure that my camp was leagues away from the other villages and territories so that I could have my peace. My disguised fly-clones were making some headway this morning by managing to capture another 8 Saiyans from a village twenty kilometers from me. Making my number of captures be at about 34.

I only needed 16 more before I could get that sweet "5 years in 1 day" Hyperbolic Time Chamber. Not that it's going to be THAT hard with the upsurge of power levels crashing down upon the planet at an astronomical rate. Frieza just made the call for ALL Saiyans to return to Planet Vegeta, and that meant Bardock's crew should be arriving to drop off their unconscious Leader.

I purchased Bounty Tracker on the second day of my stay on this planet and have been waiting patiently for the day that I can capture that whole crew, and hopefully keep Fasha for myself.

The company I currently keep did distract me through my tedious and boring capturing across the planet. Entering my camp, I went about dragging my kill towards my growing campfire, which should have died out by now. I paid the trampled-on dirt no mind as the rustling of the trees above and bushes behind me fell on deaf ears.

Dropping my kill, I dusted myself off and grinned, "There, now all I need is to get the seasonings ready and prepare myself a meal for one." I headed straight for my supplies, wondering whether they would take the bait.

And like I expected, she did. "You better make that for TWO!" Without breaking my stride, I swung my arm out and knocked the Ki enhanced fist heading for my head away. The brown-haired saiyan woman gaped at her ruined surprise attack that she didn't have the time to stop dodge my next attack.

I rocked her world so hard with an elbow strike to the chin and grunted. "Nice try, but next time please try not to be obvious and give yourself away right before you strike."

"Y-You fucking-!" I didn't give the dazed saiyan brunette the chance to finish. Pulling her by the hair, I used my senses to detect another presence slowly encroaching behind me.

"Nice try."

"Shit!"

Savagely using the disoriented brunette saiyan as a club, I used her body to bat away another clever little saiyan lady trying to pierce me with a Ki blade.

Watching that smirk fall right off her face was funny. So was seeing her and the other saiyan woman tumble into a mass of limbs after throwing my makeshift human (or should I say saiyan) club at her. It took three trees for their momentum to stop. I considered blasting them with a Ki blast just to further add salt to the wound, but I reconsidered.

It would only get them more riled up.

"Bullshit! I had you that time! There's no possible way you could have known I was here." The brunette saiyan snarled at me.

"H-Hey, what about me, Imoya? I helped too ya know~!" The shorter saiyan snickered from beneath the larger brunette.

"Shut it, Chirei! You. Explain. Now!"

"You were too obvious." I rolled my eyes and gestured to the broken branches, their footprints on the dirt, and my campfire that should have died out by the time I returned.

"Chirei!" Imoya snarled at the woman beneath her. "You said that he'd be too distracted with the signs of activity to even notice us."

"Whoopsies!" Chirei shamelessly giggled. "But hey, at least we prepared everything for Dive this time. Now he won't have an excuse to kick us out from enjoying another one of his delicious meals~!"

"Who cares about that! We actually had him…well, I thought we did until he pulled that stupid bullshit without a scouter again!" Imoya growled at me.

I sighed and shook my head. These two lovely ladies were Imoya and Chirei. These two actually found me when I tried setting up camp near their village. Once they caught me cooking up a meal, and demanded that I hand it over to them unless I wanted to get killed over it. So, I beat them up, ate most of my catch right in front of them, left them some of my leftovers, and skedaddled towards a more spacious part of the planet's wilderness.

After that, I realized that I had forgotten to capture the two of them, then got a surprise message that I unintentionally did get the both of them ala love confession, and they've following me around ever since. *SIGH!* Not that I didn't mind their company, but I should have seen the signs that this would happen especially with my Zenryoku Zenkai lure coming into play. Defeating a potential target in battle decisively has them fall for you, and with these two being saiyans, it only served to further ramp these feelings up to disturbing heights.

Unlike normal human girls, they showed their budding affection by trying to maim and/or harm me.

Imoya was straightforward and your typical saiyan, she tries to overwhelm me and kick my ass head-on. She's also way too rough around the edges and tries to express herself through trying to bury her fist in chest cavity.

Chieri was…different. She's blood thirsty like a saiyan, but also quite…tricky. It was an oddity in comparison to the other brutes on the planet, but her attempts at showing her affection were aggressively flirtatious.

"Well despite that awful sneak attack, I guess I can feed you guys after you went through the effort of keeping my campfire alive. Still, I fail to see how this would help you two defeat me."

"It was meant as a distraction!" Imoya screeched.

"Well, it was a bad one." I shook my head.

"Yup, it sure was." Chieri sagely nodded.

"You came up with the idea!" Imoya hissed at her fellow saiyan.

"And you played along with it, Imo~!"

"Gagh! You-!" Imoya readied a sphere of Ki to obliterate her companion with.

"Oho~? You wanna go?" Chieri projected her Ki outward through her hand as a makeshift short blade.

"No, hey, stop! None of that. If you want to stir up shit here, then leave! I won't feed you if you cause any more of a ruckus!" I glowered.

That shut both of them up. My Faerie Feast perk all but solidified my value toward them alongside my strength. Being a saiyan myself, I could hazard a guess as to why they stuck around. A strong mate meant strong offspring, and a mate that's capable of hunting and preparing extremely delicious foods was a highly essential need for them and their future progeny met. It was archaic and downright primitive, but it was to be expected from the brutish warrior race.

After I gutted and disemboweled my kill, I skinned it, prepared my seasonings, and began with slowly cooking it over the fire. I groaned as both Saiyan women loomed over my shoulders, watching the slowly roasting meal over the fire with big drooling smiles on their faces. Their behavior was sort of precious if you looked at it a certain way. It helped that I didn't consider them a threat when they threatened to kill me otherwise, I wouldn't have even decided to keep the two of them for my return to Teyvat. Having them come with me would be a consolation if I couldn't get to Fasha, and they might not count towards the mission total if I kept them for myself, but having two potential Saiyan world busters in my retinue is a nice extra reward along with that Hyperbolic Time Chamber.

Handing over large shares of the meat to the alien ladies, I sat back on my log and bit into my meat shank while deep in thought. I ignored whatever blathering the two woman were doing to focus on my objective. More precisely, I was concentrating on the progress made by my clones circling around the planet.

One of my clones was able to bite two saiyan mechanics fixing up a couple of saiyan pods. I winced in annoyance as my connection to the clone was cut off when one of the annoyed mechanics blasted it to dust. Well, I was up to 36 now so it was worth the loss of the clone.

Another clone was holed up in some bar within the planet's capital city. It looked like the same one that Bardock stumbled into in the movie. Well, it was currently scoping out all of the viable targets for capturing. They knew the risk of potentially getting blasted upon biting one saiyan, so they were patiently waiting for the correct moment to strike and bite as many as they could.

As for a set of three clones, I had them go straight for the capital city's castle. The central nexus for all of Planet Vegeta's governing and location of it's elite warriors and royal family. I connected with one clone that was…holy shit. I didn't expect this fly-clone to get this close to King Vegeta, but I ain't complai-.

"Hmph, pest."

I groaned as everything went dark. Figures that the almighty Saiyan King wouldn't let a literal mere fly touch him. The memories that the clone had did give me some valuable if not disappointing news. Bardock and his crew were no longer on the planet. My clone had overheard one of the Frieza force space pod mechanics wonder aloud about Bardock's crew along with Bardock not returning from their assignment of Planet Meat for the past 4 days.

And since I've only been here for three days (with two more days spelling Frieza's arrival), then it's safe to say that Bardock's crew has been dead since my arrival. As for Bardock, he'll no doubt show up on the last day. The day that Frieza looms over Planet Vegeta, signifying it's doom.

The second fly-clone was obliterated after barely managing to bite one of the elite saiyan warriors before getting blasted like the others.

[37 Saiyans captured]

So, the remaining fly-clone focused their attention on the least aggressive Saiyans in the castle, the scientists. I grinned through my meal as I visually linked with the clone after they patiently waited for the moment that all the scientists would gather in the same nursery/pod room. Then in a blur, the taste of liquid iron pervaded my senses. It did make eating my meat difficult, but I relished in counting the number of bites that my fly-clone had taken before it zipped away from the nonchalant saiyans too busy with determining the Power Levels and health of their race's progeny.

Twelve, huh? "Nice." I grinned and enjoyed the 5 minute wait time for the captures to be fully confirmed.

"Hm? What's that stupid look for?" Imoya grunted through a mouthful of her me-wait, she's eating out of my pile now. Bitch.

"Just enjoying the meal. Like you seem to be doing." I dryly glared at her.

She glared back. "Blame yourself for being too slow to notice dumbass. Its waste to just leave it like that while you stare off into nothing."

"Got something on your mind, Divey?" Chieri dropped her shank of meat to sidle up closer to me. Her thick thighs brushing against my own as her tail slyly wraps itself around my own.

"Nothing that should concern you two." Not until it's time for us to ditch this doomed world.

"Oh come on that only makes me more curious to know, ya know~!" Chieri grinned. Her tail tightened around my own as she leaned in close enough to press her modest armored chest to my bare arm.

"Oh really?" My eyebrow twitched as I regarded both her and Imoya, who was poorly doing a good job of hiding her interest of my while begrudgingly facing the other way. Her ear twitched with each word I spoke. "Then if you really wanna know…" I broke away from Chieri, who pouted, and walked a bit further toward the more open portion of the camp's clearing.

"Beat the information out of me then. It'll be a good post-meal workout for the three of us." I crossed my arms and grinned.

"Now you're talking my language! C'mon, let's get him, Imo!" Chieri's smile widened to disturbing degree as she formed a blade of Ki on her arm.

"Hmph! Speak for yourselves, I'll join in when I'm done with my meal." Imoya haughtily raised her nose to the air to enjoy her huge shank of meat. I blasted the sucker to smithereens just as she was about to take another bite. Then I disintegrated the entire roast that she took from me just because it was mine and also to piss her off.

"You fucking-!" I just committed Saiyan taboo: Never get in the way of a saiyan warrior and their lunch.

"Feel motivated yet?" I taunted.

"Raaaaaaaaaaaaaargh!" In an explosion of red aura, the brunette Saiyan charged at the both of us.

"That's the way, Imo-huurch!" Chieri was cut short as her "friend" elbowed past her to get to me. "Hey not fair! I get first shot at him!"

"Fuck off!" Imoya snarled.

"No, you!" Chieri snarled back.

"I don't get why you two can't just come at me at once. You do realize that your individually too weak to fight me by yourselves, right?" I blinked.

""FUCK YOU!""

"That possibility remains to be seen. After all, why would I want to fuck a couple of weaklings that'll birth more weaklings?"

That only served to further piss them off. And like that, the rest of my third and fourth day was stuck dealing with two scorned Saiyan women that wanted to tear me a new one. I had forgotten and underestimated the sheer wrath of scorned women, no matter the race, would push them that far to spite me with a kick to the ass. The two of them ganging up on me did serve as more practice with fighting against two opponents near my suppressed power level (Imoya PL: 1105 & Chieri PL: 1050).

It still didn't serve a proper challenge to push me, but it did do its job with keeping me preoccupied and establishing a cover for me while my clones kept up the good work in capturing more Saiyans. By the time of the fifth day, I fully managed to tire them out.

"Tire" being the operative word here since I absolutely demolished the both as brutally as possible. I broke both of Imoya's arms and blasted her with a Kamehameha that had her limply lying in a smoking crater, and Chieri was sporting a gnarled leg that bent itself upward and sporting a cracked skull and black eye. This level of brutality did irk me a little, but I felt no guilt whatsoever. The battle junkies loved every moment that I tore them apart and treated this fight as an overly elaborate form of foreplay.

I triumphantly stood over their prone, unconscious forms and chuckled. "Thanks for the fun girls. You really gave me one hell of a fight." I sensed for any unwanted visitors before plucking two hairs to create clones carry the unconscious forms of the women. An order was made to prepare themselves to be ejected back to the Demiplane once Frieza was about to blow the planet the fuck up.

My dutiful fly-clones may have bitten over 75 Saiyans by this point and couldn't locate either Gine or baby Goku on time, but I was damned sure about keeping these three as a personal consolation for the trip. Yep, three, I have one of my insect clones in the capital on standby. They clung onto the back of the third Saiyan's lab coat, ready to revert to my full form and snatch them up into my Demiplane once Planet Vegeta goes ka-boom.

As for Bardock…

Hm.

It was going to be risky to interact with him. Besides the dread-filling power level up in the atmosphere that was sure to be Frieza, Bardock's energy signature was still quite powerful in comparison to my own base strength.

Man, it won't matter in the long run of the mission. For me to get that [Added Potential: Saiyan God Ki] reward, I needed to capture Bardock, Gine, and baby Goku. So, by this point I'm already secure with my reward of a Hyperbolic Time Chamber set and ready to go once Frieza goes through with blowing up the planet.

Plus, interacting with Bardock would alert the Time Patrollers. My defenses might not allow them to directly indicate me as the anomaly, but they can indirectly observe me while talking with Bardock and figure something was up, super-fast.

Still…the prospect of capturing Bardock and having him as an ally would be fantastic. If he disappears alongside Planet Vegeta, then there won't be a problem with this world's timestream, right? It's just whether he dies and goes to Otherworld or winds up captured by me and taken to a different world.

The idea of gaining more out of this beneficial mission had me considering the risk.

Should I stay hidden until Frieza nukes the planet?

Or should I go straight to Bardock, capture him, and join him in his last stand?

The mission ends when I'm caught doing my Company business by the Frieza Force and Time Patrol.

Plus, I can't kill any people during my time in this World until the Mission is complete.

…Whatever choice I make, I better hurry. Saiyans were landing on the planet at an astronomical rate, and the looming threat of Frieza's spaceship in the sky demanded that I act now lest it would be too late to do anything.

I made a few insect clones to discreetly fly off the planet and patiently wait for the mission's completion/Planet Vegeta's destruction. Once things were finished, they were given free rein to traverse the Universe and capture as many targets as possible. I only pray that the Time Patrol won't stick around to exterminate them lest I'll just forget about returning to this DBZ World for the foreseeable future.

Now…

Should I risk intervening?

Or should I just wait it out and return home?

AN: I set up a poll for what you guys will decide for the next chapter. It's a High Risk-High Reward decision, so if he gets caught then he'll lose the chance at all of his rewards, but if he stays in place then he gets to keep his rewards, and lose out on at least capturing Bardock.

Well, I hoped that you all enjoyed the chapter. Now I'll get back to writing for Have to Ketchum All.

(Power Levels)

Michael Abbot (Base): 5,210

Imoya (Base): 1105

Chieri (Base): 1050

Bardock (Base) [Post-Dodoria Battle: 9,700

King Vegeta (Base): 9,500