As the sun commenced its descent, elongating shadows on the city streets, Brakkar and Tarkor ambled through the lively urban expanse. Their recently acquired garments allowed them to assimilate more effectively with the locals, yet their formidable sizes still attracted inquisitive looks. The city pulsed with energy and movement, in sharp contrast to the tranquil forests they had first traversed. Officer Mina, always alert, was on her standard patrol when she noticed the two statuesque figures in the distance. Intrigued, she opted to shadow them covertly, eager to learn more about these mysterious strangers.
As they made their way through the city, Brakkar and Tarkor arrived at a majestic plaza, overshadowed by a towering statue. The sculpture represented Hercule Satan, immortalized in a victorious stance, with his chest swelled and one fist triumphantly thrust into the air. The inscription at the statue's foundation hailed him as the savior of Earth, the one who defeated Cell and Buu. Overcome with wonder, Brakkar stopped dead, his gaze fixed on the imposing figure. "Hercule Satan? He doesn't seem to be mentioned by Whis or in our historical records," he pondered aloud. Tarkor's eyes narrowed as he read the plaque, and he replied with a trace of annoyance. "It appears that history has chosen to glorify this man over the true warriors, Goku and Vegeta. Their feats seem to have been overshadowed by this... pretender."
Officer Mina, keeping a discreet distance, observed the brothers with increasing interest. She took note of their reactions and fragments of their dialogue, assembling critical insights. Her intuition suggested that there was more to these Saiyans than met the eye, and she was intent on uncovering it. Brakkar, clearly baffled, addressed Tarkor. "Why would they pay tribute to someone who wasn't even a Saiyan warrior? It's as though our lineage has been forgotten." Tarkor clenched his jaw. "We must investigate this further. The Earthlings need to recognize the true heritage of their protectors."
Mina shadowed them persistently, her gaze fixed on the duo. She meticulously recorded their exchanges and demeanors, gearing up for the eventual confrontation where she would reveal her comprehensive understanding of their motives and insights. As the brothers distanced themselves from the statue, engaged in discussion about their forthcoming actions, Mina maintained a discreet distance. She was aware that the moment to intervene and pose the difficult questions would arise, but her current focus was on collecting as much information as possible. The siblings made their way to a more secluded area of the city, inadvertently providing Mina with a better chance to watch them unnoticed. She observed as Brakkar gestured towards various landmarks with visible interest, while Tarkor exhibited a more cautious attitude, constantly vigilant of their environment.
With every minute, Mina's resolve intensified. She was poised to reveal the truth behind these Saiyans and their link to the history of Earth. Although their quest seemed to be one of understanding and safeguarding, she required certainty. Her watchfulness never faltered, and her determination to unravel this mystery was more formidable than ever. Unknowingly, the brothers were leading her closer to the revelations she desired with every step they took, and Mina was ready to track them to the conclusion of this enigma.
Following their encounter with the Hercule Satan statue, Brakkar and Tarkor's stomachs started to rumble, resonating through the lively city streets. Their hunger was evident once more. The brothers proceeded to a nearby restaurant, lured by the appealing scents in the air. Officer Mina, maintaining her distance while trailing the Saiyans, observed intently as they stepped into the restaurant. She felt that another segment of the mystery was about to be revealed, despite her incomplete grasp of their true identities. Brakkar's gaze brightened at the view of the expansive menu. "Tarkor, look at all this food! We should try everything!"
Tarkor nodded, propelled by his hunger. "Indeed. Let's discover what this place has in store for us." As they settled at the table, a waiter came forward, slightly taken aback by their commanding presence. "Good evening. May I take your order?" he inquired, striving to keep his poise. Brakkar, always eager for a meal, responded, "We'll take everything on the menu, please." The waiter's eyes widened in shock. "Everything, sir?"
"Yes, everything," Brakkar confirmed with a grin. The restaurant was abuzz with surprise as the kitchen received the order. The murmurs of the patrons grew into a collective hum, and soon a crowd gathered to witness the event. As the plates arrived, Brakkar and Tarkor began to eat voraciously, their hunger seemingly unending. Mina, positioned at a table with an unobstructed view of the brothers, watched the other customers' reactions. She jotted down notes on their prodigious consumption and the staggering amount of food they ingested. "Enormous appetites... perhaps a consequence of their distinct physiology," she whispered to herself, recognizing the extraordinary situation. Initially overwhelmed, the restaurant staff quickly adapted, bustling to fulfill the extensive order. Brakkar consumed steak after steak, while Tarkor systematically worked his way through bowls of pasta, salads, and seafood platters. The surrounding diners observed with amazement; their conversations filled with incredulity.
"Can they possibly be human?" one patron murmured. "There's no chance. Observe the amount they're consuming!" another remarked. While Brakkar and Tarkor indulged in their feast, Mina took the opportunity to collect some reactions. She moved towards a diner nearby, who remained transfixed in disbelief. "Excuse me, do you see those two? What do you think of their appetites?" The diner shook his head, his expression a blend of amazement and bewilderment. "I've never seen anything like this. They're consuming more than ten people put together! Who could they be?" Mina nodded thoughtfully, her suspicions intensifying. "That's precisely what I intend to discover." Brakkar, clutching an assortment of dishes, turned to Tarkor with a wide grin. "The food here is exceptional! We ought to frequent this place more."
Tarkor, always unflappable, replied, "Agreed. However, we must not forget our purpose. Our learning about this world must continue." Mina watched from afar, her mind teeming with possibilities. These beings were unlike any she had encountered before, and their existence on Earth could have profound implications. She resolved to delve deeper and uncover the reason for their arrival. In the kitchen, the chefs were in a frenzy, struggling to keep up with the relentless stream of orders. Beads of sweat rolled down their foreheads as they churned out dish after dish, each vanishing as quickly as it was served at the Saiyans' table. The restaurant manager, posted at the kitchen entrance, was astounded. "It's astounding. I've never witnessed such voracious appetites," he murmured to himself. "At this rate, we'll run out of food!"
After the brothers completed their meal, they settled the bill using Earth currency they had on hand. The cashier, perplexed by the money, hesitated but ultimately took it. Mina observed this interaction, cataloging it with her other notes. Now content, Brakkar and Tarkor readied themselves to depart. Mina, resolute in her pursuit, trailed them at a distance. She was piecing together the enigma of these strangers, inching nearer to the truth with each move they made. Leaving the eatery, Brakkar faced Tarkor, a look of contentment on his features. "That was fantastic. We definitely need to come back." Tarkor, unwavering in their quest, acknowledged with a nod. "Indeed, but our vigilance must not waver. There remains a wealth to discover about this world and our role within it." Mina, following in their wake, was struck by a wave of resolve. The brothers were unique in her experience, and their existence on Earth could have profound consequences. She understood the necessity to delve further and uncover the reasons for their arrival.
