I frowned when I saw the comm button flashing and quickly clicked it on before bringing my attention back to the space around Namek. While there were only a few of the large Frieza Force ships floating around the planet there WERE plenty of Frieza Force soldiers flying around and those were the ones I had to navigate around. If they spotted us we'd be in serious trouble, especially since the ship we were in didn't have weapons.

'"Why would we have weapons?",' Dobber voice said in my skull, almost mocking me. He and the rest of his people had treated the entire thing like the most crazy and insane thing ever, much to my utter frustration. It didn't help that Goku also didn't see the need for weapons on the ship, leaving me utterly outnumbered. '"After all",' I heard in my head, '"Why not just handle things yourself?".'

Because apparently Ki allowed you to breathe in space just fine.

'Granted,' I thought to myself, 'with my magic I can breathe in space just fine… as much as that doesn't make sense.' I rolled my eyes as the call came in, carefully moving the ship away from a cluster of Frieza Force soldiers; we had some cloaking tech but I'd been warned that at a certain distance it would do little with the scouters and the like. "This is Avo. What can I do for you Isco?"

"Sir, we've run into a bit of a situation here and we could do with some of your knowledge."

"How bad are we talking?" I said, suddenly feeling VERY nervous. "I can try and rush us to the planet but-"

"No no, there is no need to do that, Sir," Isco was quick to tell me. "It is more… you mentioned before you and Goku abandoned us in our time of need-"

"Never going to let me live that down, will you?"

"No. Now then, you mentioned that this was all a fictional program for you?"

I let out a sigh at that, adjusting the glasses that Pepper had given me. All of the Chaoses, even NONE, had gotten a pair of glasses that would adjust to our eyesight, always sit comfortably, and could directly connect to most systems. She also mentioned an AI assistant would develop and grow but honestly I was concerned that I'd end up with another Isco on my hands.

"I suppose it was too much to hope all of you would forget that." I thought back to my counterpart, Edwin… apparently he had let almost all of his friends know he wasn't originally from their world by this point. According to him multiple people, including Tea Gardner and Mai Valentine, had even become aware of things like Filler Arcs. They were handling it well and that made me realize that I was being unfair to my friends by not trusting them. Only Senza and Goku knew the truth and that was… wrong. "Yes. I'm not originally from this world. I'm from another reality, one where the adventures of Gon Soku… Son Goku!" I growled low in my throat, turning away from the system. "Get it fucking together Avo…" I shook my head. "Where the Adventures of Son Goku and his friends were well beloved by all."

"Right. You see-"

"But," I said, cutting him off, "things are already changing which is why I haven't brought it up that much. In the… Sacred Timeline-" I frowned, wondering why I suddenly thought of Loki when I said that, "-Goku was the one that died battling, though Piccolo killed him in return. Chichi and Bulma were never Z Fighters, the gang didn't near a tenth of what they did-"

"Which is why you were startled when Chichi turned out to be a Saiyan then?" Isco asked, sounding… puzzled. Which was odd for him. "It was never revealed that she was a Saiyan? Or half Saiyan?"

"Right," I confirmed. "Never learned that."

Isco was silent for a long moment. "So there was nothing that you could have done to… alter that?"

"What, like time travel?" I asked. "I mean, that's real." I grimaced as I realized that I REALLY needed to do something about Dr. Gero. 'And not just with Cell,' I thought. 'Though that is an issue. On one hand I don't know if Cell will be weaker or stronger because of what I did… or changed. After all, Tien and Chiatozu and the rest of the gang are all better fighters so their powers might blend in more with Cell, altering him. On the other hand Goku will be weaker… but Raditz stronger.' I frowned. 'And then there is me.'

That was a sticking situation. On one hand I knew that I, at least, wouldn't be causing Cell to become stronger or magical. In fact it was likely my DNA would make him weaker. Magic was tied to the soul, not the body, as Baba had been keen on informing me, not like Ki with the body. It was why when Ginyu traded bodies with Goku he gained his power level, after all. But magic was connected to one's soul, which was why a powerful mage, if they ended up in Hell, could become a powerful demon. Cell would get nothing from my Ki-less ass and I might actually weaken him.

'But… if he gets my cunning,' I worried. 'That could cause a lot of problems.' It was my biggest concern when it came to Gero and him gathering tissue that belonged to me. If Cell got my cunning and my honorless fighting style it would cause a SHIT ton of problems. I had to hope that the Z Fighters would outweigh that and cause the bug to still crave an honorable fight.

'But I still need to do something about Gero,' I thought, 'before he hurt someone.'

~Meanwhile, On Earth…~

"So, uh… quick question," Emperor Pilaf said as he looked at the others, who were strapped to tables just like he was. Sho and Mai had passed out in sheer panic the moment they had realized they were manacled to the hard metal tables while the two… teenagers (he shuddered at the mere thought of it… youth!)… had been spitting insults and mockery at the Agent and the Doctor until Mutton had knocked them out. Pilaf though had been rather calm about things, sure that he could deal with everything that was happening with ease. He was, after all, the ruler of all he saw!

"So long as its quick," Dr. Gero said as he tapped a needle filled with a strange liquid, clear in color. "We do have lots of work to do."

"Right right… so you are going to make me super powerful, right?"

"Of course. To help destroy Son Goku and any that side with him."

"Right. I am all for that!" In his mind Pilaf added, 'And when I am powerful enough to defeat him… I'll also be powerful enough to defeat you!' He mentally cackled at the thought of the old man's shocked face when he took him down. How he'd whimper and sob and beg him to stop but Pilaf would just tear him into tiny little bits for his own amusement! "And when you inject me with that it will turn me into a… cyborg?" He wasn't as pleased with that, as he felt it was foolish to mess with perfection, but then again what did it matter if he was all powerful? After all, that's what plastic surgery was for.

"What?" Gero said, looking over at Pilaf. "No… this is for my diabetes." He pulled down his pants, much to Pilaf's disgust, and jammed the needle into his buttock. "My blood sugar was a little low." He let out a sigh as he finished the injection. "For you we are going to start by vivisecting you and removing all those needless organs."

"Viva-what now?" Pilaf asked only to scream when Gero brought out a chain saw.

After a few seconds he passed out.

"Well, that worked well to knock him out," Mutton said. "Nice trick."

"Trick?" Gero said, revving the chainsaw.

Mutton frowned and not for the first time wondered if he might have hitched his wagon to the wrong star.

~Back on the ship…~

"But you didn't time travel, Sir?"

"I did not," I said. 'I don't need Beerus coming after me… he's probably going to find some reason to hate my guts. Doesn't help I'm not a foodie like him.' I imagined Beerus seeing one of my dad's wet Italian burritos and having a heart attack at the horror of it. Chichi certainly had been terrified when I made that.

Oddly enough Tien had loved it.

"Why are you asking?" I frowned suddenly. "Isco… it isn't like you to dance around a subject."

"No… no it isn't sir."

The fact that he was merely confirming he was acting weird disturbed me. "Oh f… crap," I said, correcting myself. I hadn't realized how much I tended to curse until I'd met Edwin… dear lord the F word dropped from his lips so many times and I had caught him several times muttering that someone was a 'dipshit' only replacing the 'shit' with the C word. He had claimed it was due to the Yu-Gi-Oh! filter but I had a feeling there was something else there. 'Oh the other hand considering he has to deal with Joey Wheeler all the time…' I shook my head. "Alright Isco, you are worrying me. What is going on?"

"Well Sir, it seems-"

Suddenly there was a hiss of static.

"THAT IS MY HEAD, MA'AM!" Isco shouted.

"Well its my microphone now!" Bulma shouted, making me nearly fall out of my chair and startling Goku out of his Battle Meditation. "Avo, why didn't you tell us Chichi and Vegeta were sister and brother?!"

"…come again?" I said, wiggling my finger in my ear. "I think the hearing loss I had back in my originally reality is coming back."

"Chichi! Vegeta! Siblings!" Bulma exclaimed. "A little warning would have been nice, Avo, considering that you apparently knew about this!"

"I know a lot of things, Bulma, but I did NOT know about that," I assured her, still shocked. "That said… yeah, I can see it."

Suddenly in my mind I saw Chichi wearing Vegeta's armor, standing next to Nappa. "I am the princess of All Saiyans!" she declared.

Of course my evil, evil, evil brain caused me to suddenly go the opposite route and see Vegeta wearing Chichi's traditional dress, cooing over Goku as he complimented his cooking before insisting that Gohan study.

"Why are you waving your hands like that?" Goku asked as I tried to make the vision disappear from hanging above my head. The cloud disappeared, thankfully, taking away the stuff of horrible deviantart postings, and I turned to Goku who tilted his head. "And what was Bulma telling you? I didn't get all of it because my ears were ringing for her screaming."

"I WAS NOT SCREAMING!" Bulma roared, causing Goku to topple like a chopped down tree. "I HAVE THE VOICE ON AN ANGEL!"

"Maybe a pissed off one that got an egg beater caught in their wings," I muttered.

"I HEARD THAT!" the speaker said, briefly turning into a metal version of Bulma's face.

"Good, then maybe you'll hear this you ninny!" I snapped, poking the screen of the receiver. "I didn't know! It never came up in the show when I watched it!"

"It never-aaack!"

There was more static and then Isco complained, "You stupid blood bubbles need to stop grabbing onto my head!" I heard more static. "YOU CAN STAND NEXT TO ME!"

"Quiet, you overgrown tin can," Chichi said clearly. "Kayos? Goku? About Vegeta?"

"I think its great!" Goku declared. "We both got a Saiyan brother!"

I stared at Goku, who was beaming in delight, and slowly placed my head in my hands.

"That's what you took from all that!?" Chichi screamed and now the screen for the speaker turned not just into Chichi's head but her entire upper torso, wagging a fist at Goku and trying to leap out to whack him across the back of the skull.

"Come on Chichi!" Goku said, shielding himself. "I thought you would be happy about this! I mean, I'm happy that I have a brother! I love that Raditz is part of our family!"

More static suddenly filled the air.

"I WILL KILL YOU ALL AND MY PRECESSOR WON'T FEEL A THING!" Isco declared.

"Everyone shut up and stop grabbing Isco!" I thundered.

Goku was at once let go and I wondered when things had gone from Dragon Ball Z to Looney Tunes.

"Now then… as I was saying," I said firmly, "I didn't know that Chichi and Vegeta were siblings. I don't know if this is actually true. Without… I repeat WITHOUT… grabbing Isco… someone please explain how you came to this conclusion."

"…he told me," Chichi said after a moment.

"WHAT?!" Krillin shouted. "You let him-GAAA!"

"The next person that touches me will have a limb removed. I will get to choose. I will then graft that limb onto the second person that touches me so I can then remove it again."

"And I'll allow it," I said, getting that Isco would be a touch stressed at this point.

"Alright, alright, geez," Krillin stated over the mic. "But the fact remains we dragged him into our camp without you knowing if he was lying to you?"

"That does feel like a bad lie though," Tien suggested. "But we should figure out if it is the truth or not."

"And how do we do that?" Bulma complained only to quickly become thoughtful. "I suppose I could see if I could come up with some way to make a DNA testing kit with what we have here. Might take me a few hours…"

"Or Avo uses the Scroll of Knowledge," Tien said dryly.

"…well, I mean, if you want to be boring about it," Bulma complained.

I sighed and held out my hand, the scroll flying off my belt and into my hand. "Alright then, Scroll of Knowledge… are Chichi and Vegeta sister and brother?"

I watched as the scroll began to shimmer, waiting for the poetic lines to appear.

Yeah

I stared at the scroll.

Goku slowly leaned over my shoulder and stared at the scroll.

The scroll did not stare back because it was a scroll and didn't have eyes.

"…that's it?" I asked only to realize I'd asked another question.

Eeyup

"Oh god, the scroll is going to become my AI buddy, isn't it?"

Outlook cloudy.

"Huh, what does that mean?" Goku said, scratching his head.

"Edwin's stupid phone corrupted the Scroll," I muttered, praying that the scroll was just being pissy because I had made it travel across the multiverse only to bean the Hulk across the back of the head.

"Avo, what does the scroll say?" Tien asked.

"Yeah… yeah they are brother and sister. Not sure how that happened… mom I suppose?"

"Mom," Chichi confirmed. "It's the only answer."

"…who gets to tell Raditz?" I asked with a slow smile.

"Oh, because he'll be so excited?" Goku asked.

I shot him a side eye look. "Yeah… let's go with that, buddy."

Goku though merely chuckled and patted me on the shoulder. "Aw, come on Avo, I'm more than your buddy! We saved that alternate world together… that makes us brothers!" He paused, putting a finger to his chin. "Unless we really ARE brothers…"

"Scroll, I'm human right?" I asked quickly, needing to nip that in the bud.

What is Saiyan?
What is human?

What does it matter in the end?

To you, very much

So human you are

Or as human as a Chaos can be

"A Chaos?" Goku asked, tilting his head.

"What's a Chaos?" Bulma chimed in.

"Apparently Avo is!" Goku chirped.

"It refers to me being a dimensional traveler," I stated before quoting, "I am a Chaos… and I save people. And if there is anyone out there, anyone that has a problem with that? To hell with them."

"That's from Doctor Who!" Goku answered. "The Pharaoh told me that."

"Thank you Yami," I muttered.

"The Pharaoh?" Bulma said slowly.

"We've had an interest few days," I replied. "Listen… back to the point at hand: Vegeta. I assume you have him at the camp, from the way Bulma was yelling?"

"Yes," Chichi said. "He was badly hurt fighting Zarbon…Nail ended up helping us."

"Who is Nail?" Goku asked only for me to hold up my hand, shushing him.

"Okay, so if you heal up Vegeta he is going to be stronger. That's how Saiyans work. When they almost die their bodies get a power boost. You'll need to get him to work with you and I know how to do that."

"Hold on," Krillin said, "why are we even discussing this? You and Goku will be back soon and this guy wanted to destroy our entire planet. We have no idea how much damage he's done to Namek while running around out there! I get that he's Chichi's brother but Goku… you said it yourself. Family is who we pick! Just because Vegeta and Chichi share a mom doesn't mean that we can suddenly trust him not to kill us!"

Then Krillin got quiet.

"Unless you have a reason, Mr. 'I saw all this on TV'."

I let out a grunt at that. "Damn it… this is why I am leery of using future knowledge."

"You know something… don't you Avo?" Tien pressed.

"Yeah, I do," I said. "I'm not going to give you the full details and it isn't like with Raditz where he meshed so well with us its like he was always part of the group."

And he had, surprisingly enough. Within a few weeks of our fight he and Goku had developed such a brotherly relationship, him and Gohan were great together, and he had really helped out Bulma when it came to getting the ship ready. There were still rough parts of him that we'd have to deal with but he was getting there, that was certain. He was getting to the point of being the Z Fighter he needed to become.

"But… eventually? Vegeta becomes one of our closest allies."

"No way!" Bulma exclaimed. "There is no way that VEGETA becomes one of us!"

'Heh, god must be laughing his ass off at this.'

'Well, not god but I am,' King Kai said.

I rolled my eyes at that and 'turned off' that connection. "My point is we can't trust him yet but we will. Now listen very carefully… is Raditz there?"

"He's helping Nail and Senza look for…" Bulma trailed off.

"Looking for what?" I said slowly.

"What do you need him for?"

"He's going to understand better what is coming. He'll back up everything Vegeta tells you when he begins to panic."

Chichi swallowed. "Avo… Avo you are kind of scaring us here. What could make Vegeta panic?"

I took a breath.

"Tell him, if its anything like what I saw… the Ginyu Force is coming."

~MC~MC~MC~

"I'm just saying," Blakberri said as he flew next to Appul, "we don't need to be out here anymore. If Lord Frieza is bringing in the Ginyu Force then all of this is going to be wrapped up by them."

Appul huffed at that. "And that is exactly why we need to be out here! Do you think I will ever move up in the ranks if I just let the Ginyu Force do everything?"

"Why would you want to move up?" Blakberri reasoned. He was a squirrelly soldier… quite literally… who mostly focused on infiltration and scout work. Not someone a person would want to have helping them out on an important retrieva; assignment normally but Appul had gone with the first person he could find. "We have things good the way we are. We avoid attention from Lord Frieza and Zarbon… Dodoria doesn't care about us unless we mess something up and even then its easy to hide we were the cause of it…"He shrugged. "It's a good life, man."

"It is a pitiful life," Appul complained. "At least compared to what we could have!" He truly hated sometimes how limited the vision was of so many members of the Frieza Force. Happy with what they got, refusing to do more than what was needed, never attempting to strive for something better.

'Of course there are plenty of DO try and strive for more… only to get knocked down and never get back up,' he thought as they landed near some water. 'Zarbon and Dodoria don't take kindly to anyone thinking that they are bigger than they actually are and delight in beating down someone for the slightest infraction just to remind them of where they belong.' Appul had seen it plenty of times: some Frieza Force Soldier began to get too big of a win streak. Too many missions where everything went right. And more importantly they began to get an ego. If one was very skilled but humble about it they might be able to move up into a management role… that had happened several times, with them being moved to training or monitoring or the like. Maybe become a representative for the Frieza Force to their business partners. Or get selected to join one of the elite squads like the Ginyu Force itself.

But others tried to turn their victories into a chance to rise up in the ranks, build themselves a following, and move BEYOND others in the Frieza Force. For the peons that was okay… expected even. Appul got the sense that Lord Frieza liked his forces being at each other's throats and backstabbing one another to see who could be on the top of the food chain. But Zarbon and Dodoria didn't like that and they had ways to making sure their positions were secure.

'Suddenly the hot shot isn't getting the supplies they need,' Appul thought. 'Or they are given the wrong info. If that doesn't work then they find messages lost that tell them to do this mission or what the timeframe is for completion and suddenly they are behind schedule and looking lazy. And… if that doesn't work… Zarbon or Dodoria will just go and beat them down for no reason, leaving them crippled until they can drag themselves to a rejuvenating pod.' After that the hot shots would settle down, accept their fate… along with their new scars. There was more than one grizzled quiet Frieza Force soldier who always hung out in the back of whatever cafeteria they were in, refusing to talk to anyone, nursing their drink and thinking of what might have been.

But Appul had been smart. Slowly building up his allies. Making sure his record was clean. He boasted and bragged to all that would listen but he did it in such a way to turn people off, so that they were annoyed by him. That way there was no fear that he was trying to stage a revolution. But most importantly of all he had waited for the right moment. He had been quiet and watchful, seeing how things were going.

'And finally we've come to it,' he thought with a dark grin. 'Dodoria is dead… Nappa is dead. Raditz has disappeared. And Vegeta is soon to be cut loose for his actions. Spots are opening up…'

He knew he wouldn't be getting Dodoria's spot. That would never happen. But… someone else would move up, and that would open a spot and, well, the tide raises all boats, as the saying went. He just had to make sure his rose as high as possible.

'Maybe given my own squad to replace Vegeta's. Or a spot on the Ginyu Force!' He wanted to rub his hands together in delight. 'Oh… the possibilities.'

That was why he was eager to be out and working. They were trying to track down more villages… unfortunately they were running into a lot of trouble when it came to doing that. The scouters were completely down so they had to rely upon vision confirmation. And nearly all the ones they had found had been empty; only one had been found with people and that Dragon Ball was currently on its way back to Lord Frieza. But the others had been abandoned and that was… troublesome. But the hope was that Appul could find one on his own and present it to Lord Frieza himself.

'That will certainly put me in the running to move up,' he thought…

…just before the water exploded out beside them, Appul turning in time to see a green warrior grab Blakberri and cut his head off with a solid chop to the throat.

"WHAT?!" he screamed just before he felt thick meaty hands wrap around his head. "WAIT-"

CRACK!

~MC~MC~MC~

Raditz looked down at the dead body of Appul before glancing at Senza. "And that's two more down."

Senza nodded, holding out his hand and charging up a low power but intense burning beam of Ki. It was a delicate balancing act but he had managed to figure it out. Something that would destroy a body but not flare out like a sun going supernova, attracting attention. Senza fired the beam and Blakberri's body was reduced to ash that drifted into the air.

"That's two more down," Nail said. "This was a good plan."

"We need to take the fight to Frieza," Raditz stated as Senza vaporized Appul's body. "We need to weaken his forces so that eventually he does something stupid. He'll know its happening so we'll risk him sending out more forces but if we are careful and do these sneak attacks we'll be able to drive his forces down."

"And he'll give up?" Senza asked.

"Not on his own," Raditz stated with a smirk. "But that's where we get Isco to allow some info to get out of the system. Namely the readings that soldiers are dying." He looked over at Nail. "I'm surprised you didn't have a problem with this. Most people would have frowned upon such underhanded tactics." Raditiz shifted… honestly HE wasn't happy with such tactics. He preferred a fair fight, where he got to prove himself against a skilled fighter. Barring that he liked to go out against the weak, to put them in their place. But always from a position of rushing in, so they saw him coming. This underhanded stuff…

"They attacked my people," Nail said. "And a good leader must be ready to do what his people can not, in order to protect them."

Raditz nodded at that but it was Senza who spoke. "We have a friend… Avo Kayos. He taught us you don't leave a knife waiting to stab you in the back. He was… rather firm with that." Raditz smirked at that; Avo had told them over dinner, when Krillin had pressed him about how he'd have handled certain fights, that he would have chased King Piccolo down and burned his body before feeding the ashes to a woodfire store just for good measure.

'Kayos is the most underhanded, ignoble fighter I've ever met,' Raditz thought. 'But damn if he doesn't have good ideas.' It had been thinking like him that had made Raditz realize that while they were looking for Gohan and Dende it would be wise for them to do all they could to stymie Frieza's plans. Kill every Frieza soldier they found and as quietly as possible. And do it as sneaky as possible. Make Frieza think Namek was haunted or something like that. It probably wouldn't work… but that was merely a Plan B.

"Why do you want the message to get out that the soldiers are dying?" Senza asked him, breaking him from his thoughts.

Raditz smirked at that. "Every Frieza Force Soldier has a Dead Man's Monitor somewhere on them. Almost all do it with the scouters but others have it implanted." He had been able to get it with the scouter, which he was glad for because digging out the chip would have been a bitch and a half to do. "You need to keep a scouter near you, about 10 feet. If you don't OR if you are killed it stops sending the signal and the Dead Man's Count begins." He shrugged. "Its exactly what it sounds like: A Countdown. You basically have 24 hours to report in that you aren't dead. You fail and it begins all the paperwork. Of course, that doesn't include things like the message sent out to go to your last known location… which is why we should really get moving."

"Right," Senza said, him and Nail rising in the air. "But why do you want the message to get out? So Frieza knows someone is killing his soldiers?"

"No," Raditz said and now his smile was truly dark and feral. "I want his DADDY to know he's losing soldiers."

~MC~MC~MC~

Frieza glowered as he floated through his ship, minions hurrying to get out of the way. 'Zarbon has been gone for far too long…' He didn't want to believe that Zarbon was dead… It would be so utterly tedious if he was dead, especially with Dodoria gone. Vegeta was apparently in the wind, per the last reports he'd gotten, Nappa was dead, and Raditz was… well, that didn't matter as that weakling would never amount to anything. But that would leave him with only the Ginyus. 'Perhaps I can move them around a bit… Ginyu is a fawning fool but he could fit into Zarbon's place. He likes his paperwork well enough. And perhaps Recoome…' He tried to remember which one WAS Recoome… he had vague memories of an older man, his red hair turned gray, but he should still be able to fight, right?

Of course he shouldn't have had to deal with any of that… wouldn't have had to if Zarbon had the decency to not be dead!

'Why is this all working out so poorly!' Frieza mentally ranted as he headed towards the room that he had ordered be converted into a cell. Normally his forces didn't take prisoners, which was why there hadn't been anything ready yet for the prisoner that had caused all this. But Zarbon had believed there might be a chance that they run into problems and he'd need info and thus he had pleaded for the wretch to be kept alive rather than terminated. Frieza had finally agreed… 'And it looks like that was a good idea. I'll have to thank Zarbon…' His thoughts trailed off. 'Assuming he's still alive!'

It was a very frustrated Emperor of the Known Universe who activated the automatic door, his mobile throne silently floating inside as he stared at the prisoner.

'The pathetic little slug hasn't gotten any better, that's for sure,' Frieza thought to himself in disgust as he looked down at the Namekian they had captured. He was very thin, skin hanging loose over his gaunt form, with sunken eyes and a tiny little mouth that seemed to always be working. He was forever yammering to himself as he held onto his head, rocking back and forth. "Now then, worm, I know we found you in the hands of some mannerless pirates but you should still know that it is proper edict to bow to your lord and master!"

The Namekian just continued to rock back and forth.

"Very well then…if you don't feel like bowing to me then you can, at the very least you can answer my questions. I want to know what is on this planet that could be killing my men. What threats are there here? What dangers?"

The pathetic creature just continued to rock back and forth.

"Come now, this is your home… a home though that apparently abandoned you. You can tell me… after all, I kept you safe. Freed you from those pirates. You owe everything to me. So… tell me what is out there that your brothers have hidden that is killing my men."

"…soon."

"What was that?" Frieza said, leaning forward. It was the first time he'd actually been able to hear a single word come out of the pathetic namekian's noise hole.

"…we're… all… going to… die soon."

Frieza's eyes went wide before, in a bout of fury, he pointed a single finger at the Namekian and fired a thin beam of energy right through his heart.

He turned before the body even hit the ground.

But… he did find it… unnerving… that the Namekian smiled in his last instance.

"It doesn't matter," he muttered to himself. "I will handle this myself. When the Ginyus arrive I will collect the rest of the Dragon Balls and then nothing will be able to stop me! Nothing!"

He floated away… no one around to hear his words.