Frustration simmered within her as she navigated the city's expanse. Guided by instinct, she deemed the rooftops, with their panoramic views, as the optimal locale for her search. Garbed in dark attire that melded into the nocturnal backdrop, Mina ascended the fire escapes and ladders to surmount the city's loftiest edifices. The metropolitan vista unfurled beneath her, an expanse of glimmering lights and obscure passageways. Her gaze swept across the skyline, each motion accentuated by the lunar luminescence.
Enduring hours of vigilant watch, her perseverance finally bore fruit. A duo of figures, distinguished by their stature and aura, cleaved through the velvet sky. Mina's breath caught as she observed their seamless flight, their formidable silhouettes slicing the air with finesse. Their trajectory was set towards the verdant thicket bordering the city, their intent evident. "There they are," She murmured to herself, her voice a blend of relief and excitement. Swiftly, Mina descended from her rooftop lookout and hastened to her vehicle, her mind abuzz with strategies. Her objective was clear: to shadow them undetected and uncover their activities in the forest.
With adept precision, she navigated the urban thoroughfares, her movements quick and stealthy. Arriving at the forest's brink, where towering trees cast lengthy, ghostly shadows in the moon's glow, she found the woods thick and daunting, yet her determination stood firm. Parking her car at a prudent remove, she proceeded on foot into the forest, vigilant to every rustle and stir. Venturing further, a dim radiance caught her eye. As she drew nearer, her heart throbbed with expectation, her tread wary. Reaching a modest glade, she halted, concealing herself behind the girth of a large tree.
There, in the clearing, Brakkar and Tarkor were immersed in vigorous training. Their formidable strikes reverberated through the earth, their energies blazing with intense light, casting the vicinity aglow. Mina observed, spellbound, as she realized the magnitude of the spectacle before her. These entities were not merely potent; they were of another realm. The siblings' maneuvers were seamless and exact, reflecting their extensive history of discipline and warfare. Even amidst the fervor of their duel, an undercurrent of brotherhood and esteem permeated their exchange. Witnessing their connection, she felt an acute twinge of longing for such a bond. "We need to be careful," Tarkor said, his voice serious but calm. "Our presence here is drawing attention. We can't afford to be discovered."
Brakkar nodded, his typically cheerful expression giving way to an uncommon solemnity. "I know, Tarkor. But we can't just hide. We have a mission to complete." The words she overheard sent chills through her. Her suspicions that there was more to them than met the eye were now confirmed by their talk of a mission. It was imperative that she uncover their intentions and determine if they were a danger to Earth. While she observed them, the snap of a twig beneath her foot caused her to halt in her tracks. The Saiyan brothers ceased their training, quickly turning their attention towards the sound. Her pulse quickened as she pressed back against the tree, hoping to stay concealed. "Did you hear that?" Brakkar asked, his voice low and tense.
Tarkor nodded, his eyes scanning the darkness. "Someone's here." Mina lost sight of Tarkor abruptly. A wave of panic overtook her as she retreated, her gaze sweeping around in desperation. Unprepared for what came next, she felt a firm and unyielding object strike her back. Then, two powerful hands clasped her shoulders, lifting her off the ground. Tarkor had caught up to her. "Seems we have a spy, Brother," Tarkor said, while walking back towards his brother as he carried a kicking and screaming Mina over his shoulder. "Put me down, you brute! I am an officer of the law!" she yelled. Tarkor did exactly as intended, allowing her to fall abruptly to the ground, landing squarely on her backside. "You could've dropped me gently, you meathead!" She looked up at him, her pride wounded more deeply than her physical self.
"I like her, brother," Brakkar, he said, his eyes sparkling with mirth. In true Saiyan fashion, they have a preference for strong, spirited women. "Earthling, no one knows we're here, yet you followed us. You're not very stealthy for a law enforcement officer if you're going to stand on a twig!" Tarkor spoke, his voice a blend of annoyance and inquisitiveness, as he crossed his arms over his chest. Rising and brushing herself off, Mina retorted, "I'll ask the questions here, pineapple head," referring to Tarkor's spiky hair.
"Oh, she's feisty, brother. Can I keep this one?" Brakkar interjected with a grin, evidently relishing the exchange. "Brother, focus,"Tarkor spoke with stern resolve, his expression unwavering as he fixed Brakkar with a piercing glare. Mina swiftly reached for her radio, intent on making a report, when Tarkor, with rapid reflexes, wrested it from her grasp. "No, I don't think so," He declared, then proceeded to crush the radio with his bare hands, the fragments scattering on the ground, resembling confetti. Taken aback, Mina quickly drew her firearm and aimed it at Tarkor's head. "You're both under arrest," She proclaimed, her voice unwavering even as fear clawed at her from within. "We mean no harm, but you can't alert your higher-ups about us until our mission is—" Brakkar began, stepping forward. "I don't care," Mina interrupted. "You may have fooled the chief, but you're not fooling me. And you'll pay for that radio, by the way."
"Put down that ridiculous pistol, Earthling, before I break that as well," Tarkor said, his tone menacing and unyielding. As Mina discharged the firearm, Tarkor reached for the pistol. In a display of his swift Saiyan reflexes, he intercepted the bullet before it could make contact with his head. The sheer velocity and accuracy of his action rendered Mina speechless, her disbelief evident in her widened eyes. "Now that I have your attention, Earthling, are you ready to heed our words, or do you require further demonstrations of my agility?" Tarkor challenged, casually tossing the bullet aside while maintaining unwavering eye contact. His nonchalant handling of the peril underscored his ascendancy, unequivocally asserting his supremacy. The bullet settled noiselessly into the earth, bearing silent witness to Tarkor's formidable prowess. A tremor of realization ran through Mina's hand as the gravity of her predicament sank in. "I will not hear any more of your lies," She growled, her frustration reaching a boiling point. "Hey Brakkar, you can keep her. Why don't you give her a hug as a sign of friendship," Tarkor suggested, he said, his voice laden with sarcasm.
Before Mina had a chance to respond, she was engulfed in Brakkar's bear hug. His embrace was like iron bands, compressing her and forcing the breath from her body. Her struggles were futile, akin to battling a steel enclosure. The unrelenting hold Brakkar had on her allowed Mina to sense the sheer strength he possessed. In her futile efforts to free herself, she unleashed a three-minute tirade, her voice resonating throughout the forest. Meanwhile, Tarkor, clearly unimpressed, tapped his foot with impatience, awaiting the end of her outburst. Brakkar maintained his steadfast hold, and his tail contributed to her discomfort as it teasingly brushed against her neck, causing further squirming. In spite of the grave nature of the situation, Brakkar appeared to be amused, his laughter echoing deep within his chest. "Come on, Earthling, is that all you've got?" He spoke in a tone that was both teasing and challenging, a playful edge to his words. "I thought officers of the law were supposed to be tough." He chuckled as Mina's struggles grew weaker. "You know, you are kind of cute when you're angry," he added, his grin widening. Finally, Mina's energy waned, her shouts turning to frustrated gasps as she realized the futility of her efforts.
"If you're finished with your tantrum, will you allow me to finish? Plus, I will tell my brother Brakkar to let you go," Tarkor said, his patience wearing thin. "Alright! I will listen, just tell this brute to put me down already. But gently!" she fumed, her cheeks flushed with a mix of anger and embarrassment. "Alright, Brother, put her down," Tarkor commanded, his tone brooking no argument. "But brother—" Brakkar began to protest. "Brakkar!" Tarkor spoke in a firm tone, his eyes narrowing. Brakkar grumbled but complied, setting Mina down gently. "I still think we should keep her," he muttered under his breath, his eyes twinkling with mischief. Tarkor finally took a deep breath and faced Mina. "Now, listen carefully. We are not here to harm your planet. Our mission is... sensitive, and it requires us to remain undetected for the time being," he explained, his tone softening slightly.
Mina crossed her arms, her skepticism evident. "And why should I believe you?" she asked, her voice tinged with defiance. "Because, Earthling, if we intended to cause harm, you wouldn't be standing here right now," Tarkor replied, his gaze unwavering. "We need your cooperation, not your interference." Mina considered his words, the tension in the air palpable. She knew she had little choice but to listen, at least for now. "Fine, I'll hear you out. But don't think for a second that I'm letting my guard down," she warned, her eyes locked onto Tarkor's. Brakkar nodded approvingly. "See, brother? I told you she's got spirit," he said with a grin.
As the Saiyans began to explain their mission, Mina listened intently, her mind racing with possibilities. She still had many questions, but for now, she would play along. Unveiling the truth about these mysterious beings would require patience, strategy, and perhaps a bit of luck. Tarkor's eyes bore into Mina's, assessing whether she was truly ready to listen. He took a deep breath, and with a nod from Brakkar, began to explain. "We come from a planet called Vegeta Prime, the new homeworld of the Saiyan race after the original Planet Vegeta was destroyed," Tarkor began, his voice steady and calm. "Our mission on Earth is to uncover the legacy of Goku and Vegeta, who performed legendary feats here centuries ago. We are also here to ensure that any remnants of our technology left behind are secure." Mina's skeptical gaze never wavered. "So, let me get this right—you're here to uncover some legacy and secure old technology. Why do you need to do this now, centuries later?"
Tarkor relaxed slightly, seeing a glimmer of understanding. "We recently discovered clues about the existence of these artifacts. They hold great power and significance to our heritage. We can't allow them to be misused or fall into the wrong hands." Brakkar added, his tone more casual, "Yeah, it's kind of a big deal for us. We're here to protect, not harm." Mina crossed her arms, still wary. "What kind of technology are you looking for? And why is it so important?" Tarkor glanced at Brakkar before continuing. "Centuries ago, our ancestors, Goku and Vegeta, left behind technology and artifacts after their battles. These remnants can be extremely powerful. If they fall into the wrong hands, they could be catastrophic." Mina's brow furrowed. "So, you're saying you're here to prevent a potential disaster?"
"Exactly," Tarkor affirmed. "We need to locate these artifacts and ensure they are safely retrieved before anyone can misuse them." Brakkar added, "We're not here to make enemies. If anything, we're trying to prevent one. We're on a tight schedule, and any interference could jeopardize not only our mission but the safety of your planet as well." Mina couldn't help but feel a flicker of sympathy despite her distrust. "Why should I trust you? You destroyed my radio and could have seriously hurt me." Tarkor's expression softened slightly. "Desperate times call for desperate measures. We couldn't risk you alerting your authorities and complicating our mission. As for not hurting you, we could have—if that was our intent. But it wasn't." Brakkar's eyes twinkled with a hint of mischief. "Besides, you were kind of asking for it with that twig. Stealth isn't exactly your strong suit, is it?" Mina shot him a glare but couldn't suppress a tiny smile. She hated to admit it, but he had a point. "Alright. Let's say I believe you. What do you need from me?"
Tarkor relaxed slightly. "Your cooperation. We need you to keep this mission confidential. Any interference could not only risk our mission but could endanger your planet." Mina sighed, feeling the weight of the situation settling on her shoulders. "Fine. I'll cooperate. But I'll be watching you closely. Any sign of trouble, and I won't hesitate to act." Tarkor replied, "Oh, that's okay. Brakkar will be looking after you, because, well, you have to stay with us for the time being because you know too much."
"What? Stay with you?" Mina's voice rose in protest. "I have a job, a life! You can't just keep me prisoner!" Brakkar, more than pleased to Earthling-sit, grinned widely. "Oh, relax. Think of it as a little adventure. Besides, I promise not to squeeze too hard."
"You can't be serious!" Mina retorted. "This is kidnapping! I'll have both of you arrested for this!" Tarkor raised an eyebrow and motioned to Brakkar. With a smirk, Brakkar walked over to a nearby boulder, easily the size of a small car. He extended a single finger and, with seemingly no effort, pushed the boulder, sending it tumbling several meters away. "See? Now, why would you think arresting us is a good idea?" Brakkar said, brushing off his hands nonchalantly. Mina watched in stunned silence, realizing the futility of her threats. "You... you can't just do that."
"Pointless, isn't it?" Brakkar explained, his grin widening. "Arresting a Saiyan would be like trying to cage a storm." Mina looked back and forth between the two brothers, the reality of her situation sinking in. She didn't have a choice. With a reluctant sigh, she accepted the fact that she was now in the company of two Saiyans. "And you think I'm just going to go along with this? You're out of your mind!" Tarkor remained calm. "You don't have much of a choice. For now, your cooperation is crucial. Trust us, this is for the best." Mina's eyes narrowed. "You don't even know my name." Tarkor's expression softened. "You're right. We don't know your name. But given the circumstances, we thought it best to trust our instincts." As they prepared to resume their mission, Mina couldn't shake the feeling that her life had just taken a turn into the extraordinary. Whatever lay ahead, she knew she had to stay vigilant and ready for anything.
