Ye Broken Saiyan Warrior I

Cilano didn't know how to feel looking up to a dragon that can grant wishes he'd only felt pain in his entire being, the last few hours have been nothing that can be described in mere words, his mission? Abandoned. His dream? Shattered. And his anger? Apoplectic.

His wounds were extensive; a nearly warped and ruined left arm with openings and bruises around his body that bled down, his right eye was taken in the brutal battle. His armor was hanging on as desperately as he himself was he stared up at the dragon that can grant any of his three wishes as the Namekian next to him glanced at him.

He thought back at his home, his wife, and his child, his pride shattered at these thoughts. He'd gladly lose his pride if it meant he had it all back… but he needed to be smart about this as much as he wanted to use it for selfish reasons…. The thoughts of his wife and child plagued his mind more than anything else.

—— merely a day ago ——

"So are you ready?" Cilano captian smirked at Cilano who donned a new set of Saiyan armor.

"Yeah, I've done what's needed yesterday" he merely nodded.

"Good! I don't need you distracted" Cilano Captain Leeku spoke.

"Captain, there's a message from Lord Freiza, I need to discuss it with you" a small petite female Saiyan spoke out with a frown as she spoke up.

"Then let it be known" Leeku merely waved his hand allowing permission.

"In private" the female Saiyan's words caused one of the Captain's eyebrows to raise up in confusion but in the end, he thought nothing of it.

"I'll see you later at the pods." Leeku spoke as he walked towards the female Saiyan.

"What's that about?" Cilano asked the male standing to his left, shorter than the rest of them and bald with what's seemingly a permanent frown onto his face.

"Probably an excuse to flirt" he snorted out as he shook his head.

"No need to be jealous Beetko" Cilano smirked at the bald warriors' hidden plight.

"Shut it! I don't need pity form you! Let alone from someone who not only had a wife but a child as well!" Beetku forced a finger into Cilano chest whom only chuckled at his teammates plight.

"C-c'mon, I'm sure you'd find a woman you'll love soon enough" Cilano tried but lest it was in vain.

"Shut it, I'm already nearly half a century old and not once! Not once! A female has come to me willingly… it's the height it's gotta be!" Beetko sneered out as he turned away and crossed his arms.

Beetko did have a relationship long ago, Beetko being the oldest out of anyone in the team had experience over them but not power. Beetku wouldn't tell him much but from his memory she was killed due to a rogue Saiyan looking for a tree.

Ever since then Beetko never got over it, never and he always was on the look out for said tree, for it was out of revenge to destroy the tree or out of greed, no one knew.

"Well, you can try looking for a female who wouldn't mind that" Cilano scratched the top of his head, unsure of how to continue the conversation.

"Oh? And please tell me their name" Beetko spoke sarcastically.

"Hey, I never said anything about me knowing someone, I only said that you can look for someone, don't place your issues on to anothers!" Cilano protested his teammates' words.

"My issues?! I only have one" Beetko chuckled.

"And that is?" Cilano can only blink at his teammates' words.

"Women" Beetku touched his face religiously only for a Ki blast to slam into his back due to the kindess of the female Saiyan coming back along with Leeku.

"Heard that you pervert" the woman frowned.

"Y-you were ment to" whatever Beetko's strategy to get out of this was coming into effect. If it was to weird her out to the point out that he wanted her to hear it or he's making it up as he goes.

Either way it wasn't in his favor as it only gave him a punch into his jaw. Cilano didn't flinch more than used to this sight.

"Gah!" Beetko immediately backpedaled as he held his jaw.

"Alright, no more, we've a mission to get to" Leeku tried to step in but it didn't stop the high kick that the woman lashed out towards Beetko, whom seeing this let his muscles in his legs go as he diped back and planted a hand onto a ground and used his muscles to pushed himself away effectively making a useless backflip.

The woman frowned but did not persue Beetko she crossed her arms over her bust as she narrowed her eyes at Beetko.

"Zuccaro, no need to hurt the old man" Leeku spoke to intervene as he didn't need his fighters injured before a mission let alone with what's in plan.

Zuccaro didn't speak only clicked her tongue as she walked towards the pod area.

"Do you really have to play with her temper?" Leeku asked.

"Yeah" Beetko only answered with a smirk as he followed after her.

"So, what's the details of the mission?" Cilano finally asked.

"Oh… it's to appearently to confirm something for the main Freiza Force while he calls the rest of our forces have been recalled here" Leeku crossed his arms

"What? Our forces have been recalled? Why?" Cilano asked confused.

"Who knows? Either way I don't care" Leeku shrugged.

"I dunno… I don't have a good feeling about this" Cilano spoke as he scratched his head, he had thoughts that weren't safe to speak out loud.

"How so?" Leeku asked as he glanced at his subordinate.

"Recalling all Saiyans to their home planet… sounds like it's an easy case to kill us all with a massive Ki blast but letting us go onto our mission? This doesn't make sense" Cilano deduced making Leeku silent at his words unable to answer immediately as he mulled over his soldiers' words.

"I don't know what's Frieza's game but staying here feels like doom for us" Leeku muttered.

"And staying as well" Cilano added on.

"No good outcome for this" Leeku shook his head mournfully.

A distant scream turnt heads towards a distant building it sounded similar to 'Freiza' but at this distance it was difficult to disconcern.

"…what was that?" Cilano spoke softly.

"Don't know, but it's our que to get going" this time Beetko spoke up and interrupted as he trucked towards the pod area and after Zuccaro.

"…yeah, can't really hold it out anymore huh?" Cilano let a small smile out as he followed after them.

"Took you girls long enough" Zuccaro spoke no doubt putting a zab at their pride of being men.

"Sorry, we had to apply our make up" Beetko easily replied as he stepped past her to his personal pod as she gritted her teeth.

"Oh? And what did you apply? Oil to your bald head??!" Zuccaro spoke.

"Yeah, your mother licked it" Beetko knew this would result into tension but damn it, he could never let her get the upper hand onto him.

"There's a time and place for flirting this isn't either of them" Leeku replied .

"But captain, this is clearly the place where they mate" Cilano's tease wasn't met with happiness.

"As if!" Zaccaro immediately retaliated with disgusted expression and gritted teeth.

"Please… as if she could handle me" Beetko rolled his eyes with a smirk planning on playing with her pride as a woman.

"Ex-fucking-use you?" Beetko smirk widened to a smile at Zaccaro's words as she dangerously gazed at Beetko.

"I mean, let's be honest here, the only reason you don't want me is because there's nothing to grab other than my bald head when I go down on you" Beetko's smile turned lecherous.

Zaccaro gaped at the utter audacity that he had only for her to see red as she unleashed a kick aimed directly at his golden boys.

Beetko to enthralled with the verbal war wasn't prepared for it to turn physical as the sudden pain turnt his mind blank and his eyes equally blank as he dropped to his knees as he planted his hands onto the ground with a grunt that resembled more of a whimper.

"How's that for going down huh? You pervert?!" Leeku simply held his face into his hands

"Zaccaro take Beetko to his pod" at Leeku's command Zaccaro gaped.

"Captain!" She protested as quickly as she ever did "he'd only use it to grope me!"

"No excuses, you know that we need to go to a mission and you cannot in good conscience leave him to gather himself, now do it" Leeku frowned at her protest but with a grumble she lifted a broken Beetko by his foot and dragged him to his pod.

"They're in love" Cilano nodded his head.

"Stop playing matchmaker!" Zaccaro yelled out as she closed the pod door sealing Beetko within.

"Why not? You and Beetko are the only one-" Cilano wasn't able to continue as Zaccaro interrupted.

"Unlike the oaf, I'm not even twenty, so I got time and I'm in need of someone younger" Zaccaro spoke boastfully.

What she spoke was true despite being so young her prodigal rise to power should be studied, getting assigned to their team for someone so young… only spoke volumes of how hard she trained her spirit and body.

"Enough… it's time to begin" Leeku's voice adopted a seriousness as he dismissed their bickering as easily as he breathed as approached his pod.

Zaccaro merely gut her teeth and let out a whistle of acceptance as she as well approached her pod.

Cilano shook his head with a smile, he liked his team more than others, only because their chemistry both on and off the battlefield was amazing even for a team do their caliber.

Cilano had a small nostalgic smile as he looked out if his pod as he already had the pod coordinates were already in all he had to do was accept them. Looking at the planet's surface slowly get further and further away something within him told of a dread that no matter what, he couldn't explain.

——- A Pod In Space ——

Within a Saiyan pod in space a small child grunted as he writhed around in his pod, he frowned as he wasn't able to read the coordinates that were shown on the pod's display screen to his left but he had a feeling nothing good was about to happen.

After dying and being reincarnated the soul within the body was clearly different which led to his mind in turn to think differently. Let alone being able to remember his past life? He had a lot of time to think.

He was different, before this life he was in the same era as the Saiyan God Yamoshi, but he saw the god go rampant, and he in turn was a casualty in the choas.

But before that life he was a human on earth, but that life was far away, fleeting memories now as he didn't need those memories when trying to survive a desolate and war torn planet with rampaging beings everyday.

He sighed out, and looked at his tail he was t sure if he'd ever get back to his past state but with the way things are looking he was sure that he doesn't want a life that led to the same rampaging as his past life did.

He saw what choas, rampaging Super Saiyans were dime a dozen in all honesty, but the Super Saiyan God rampage? That was different, it changed everything for him. His way of thinking was that as long as he trained he could overcome overthing.

But the sight of Yamoshi rampaging wasn't something that can be overlooked; he was gifted with divine Ki… not him, even with a system that he heavily relied on in his past life never once helped him against the ramapaging Yamoshi.

Even in his strongest state, his Super Saiyan 4 with Clock up, and Enchanced State was only able to take five punches from Yamoshi before he was slain.

It was unfair!

Clock up enhanced his abilities by a further ten and Enhanced State enhanced his abilities by a further fifteen, on top of Super Saiyan 4? And only able to take five punches before his past life came to an end.

His overall multiplication was a massive 3 million multiplier to his power, he should've been able to take more than five punches damn it, but the abilities of a Super Saiyan God that not only had God Ki also had both Legendary and Pridmorial Ki.

Was he coping? Immensely. Will he get stronger? Yet to be seen, wherever his parents sent him off to he'd wasn't sure how he'd get stronger or fight off whatever threats he needed to face. If anything got dire he did have Oozaru…

However, this time he didn't need to experiment so heavily this time, and maybe he'd unlock a Super Saiyan 5, but in this state… that was a long time away from even Super Saiyan.

Looking out to the stars he through back to the time he had to fight the demons, they'd were great for Zenkai boosts and technique evolution… but ever since they sealed off the demon realm he's been feeling that his power and growth has stagnated in his past life.

So what to do? He's lost his control over his Ki so he was sure that was the number one thing to do, he's managed to fly back on his home planet but his Ki was still lacking to the point he was unable to shoot Ki blasts.

Sighing he decided to just try and meditate even if he was never good at it, and regain his control over his Ki.

— Namek Age:??? —

The elder of the village grit his teeth as another Dragon Warrior fell under the Frost Demon's tryranical Ki beam, his purple skin and white outlines and bioluminescence glowing red eyes only promised pain.

"So as much as I'd like to break your entire race I'm only here for one thing, the Dragon balls… tell me where they are and I won't hurt your race… too bad" the Frost Demon's voice was cooler than his race's name, and mockery within it was at an all time high.

"N-never not to you, let alone to someone who'd mercilessly kill us!" The Elder villager gritted out as he shielded the younger ones with his body, fully willing to die.

The Frost Demon rolled his eyes "Dore" the Frost demon commanded as an alien from his side stepped forwards with a smirk.

"As you wish Lord Cooler!" Dore smirked as his green skin bulged with his muscles as his lips peeled back to a grin as he got to a stance his half Saiyan armor creeked under the change of movement as he glanced at the five Nemakian Dragon Warriors.

"We won't let you go any further!" A dragon warriors sneered out his words only held conviction and and determination.

"But your corpses will" Dore smirked at the warriors before him

"Monsieur Cooler! Freeza's called back the Saiyan's for their destruction" an Alien with yellowish hair spoke up his pinkish undersuit had no problems showing off his muscular physique and his Saiyan armor only was used for a minuscule amount of defense.

"I told those Saiyan's accepted my program they'd be spared" Coolers' attention turned away from the uninteresting fight in his eyes as he turned to towards the yellow haired alien.

"Ah yes… the Cooler's Diversity Program" a tall alien with a snake like head spoke out with a toothy smile.

"A shame, they could've been good foot soldiers" Cooler shrugged as he blinked.

"Monsieur Cooler, I've detected four Saiyan pods approaching the planet" the yellow haired alien spoke up as he checked his scouter.

"Sauzer…" Cooler warned now slightly upset at the recklessness of his brother allowing Saiyan's go, if he was going to kill them all at least be through with it!

"Now I need to release some disappointment… what are those little things?" Cooler asked as he eye'd smaller Nemakian's behind the Elder.

"I think they're chidren" Sauzer spoke up.

Hearing the conversation the Elder spoke up "you wouldn't!" Despite speaking out of turn his resolve didn't waver.

"Are those children?" Cooler continued.

"Don't you do it!" The Elder yelled out hoping his plea would be heard by ten tyrannical being.

"Imma kill it" Cooler smirked childishly which somehow sent more dread down the spine of the elder.

Gritting his teeth his only hope was that the dragon warriors would be able to pull through despite how bleak it was.

Smirking Dore blocked an overhead elbow and at the same time blocked a kick aiming for his liver with his shin, and with a smirk unleashed a Ki shield around him sending the Nemakian's back violently. Burning their skin lightly as their bodies dragged through their home planets' ground.

"Useless!" Dore yelled out with a viscous smirk as he dashed towards the nearest Dragon warrior and went for a punch to his gut.

The dragon warrior wasn't one to take it lying down however and at the same moment Dore's fits made contact so did the foot of the warrior into Dore's gut.

Which admittedly besides the satisfaction on the side of the warrior only made a hole in Dore's armor and a bruise onto his gut.

Registering the attack in his brain Dore grabbed the Namekian's collar and forced him up before he slammed him down onto the rocky ground twice before he tossed him up lightly and sent a kick into the chest that caused the Namekian's body to slam into the furthest dragon warrior who caught him in horror.

The Elder Namekian looked at the wounded body of the dragon warrior in horror and disgust he'd never wanted to see the people in his village be harmed, but to this extent?! It was cruelty and these invaders had no rarity of it.

"Bastard!" A Namakian warrior charged forwards with a Ki blast in his right hand as he glared at Dore.

Dore only smirked as he met the charge with a low kick but to his surpise the warrior flipped over it and when he landed he kicked the back of the head of Dore with a victorious smirk.

"This is the end of you!!!" The Namekian warrior yelled out as Dore looked back in anger only to see the Namekian's right hand outstretched only for the warrior to unleash a yellow Ki blast point blank at Dore's face.

The elder's lips curled into a smile at the attack but was quickly wiped off as he sensed the cruel warrior was still not only alive… but was charging up!

"Move!" The elder yelled out on horror and hope but alas it was for naught as a hand lashed out of the blackened smoke and wrapped it's fingers around the neck of the warrior who only gagged at the sudden stoppage of the pathway of air.

"Gurk?!" The Namekian's eyes widened as he hit his teeth.

"Come on then!" Dore yelled out as he punched the warrior in the gut twice and then the face drawing purple blood from the warrior's nose.

"Y-you?" The warrior stutter which for Dore was a sign of weakness as he smirked and with his left arm elbowed the warrior in the temple which caused the Namekian's vision to almsot immediately blurred.

But he was a warrior as such he slammed his fist into Dore's face with a yell but in amounted to nothing as he slammed the Namekian in his grasp onto another Namekian who was charging to no doubt help his injured friend and ally.

Both warrior's yelled out in pain as the one on top coughed out blood as his vision blurred even more but to the shock and horror of the elder Dore did the unthinkable and slammed his foot down onto the bodies of the two warriors.

And in an instant the elder's mind went blank as the unexplainable happened as the sudden pressure or the absolute power difference between them all came a gruesome sight.

When Dore' foot slammed down the sudden power didn't cause them to sink into the ground but rather their body exploded out their limbs flew out in a tumble of purple blood and darkened organs as their main torso now resembled more of squished rasins more than anything.

The children behind the elder immediately made yelled and cries of no doubt years of trauma and horror gained from one instant.

"How… how could you?!?!" The elder Namekian yelled out in absolute anger and horror.

"How could I? Well first off I'm stronger than you all by miles, and well, let's be honest here… your warriors are nothing against Cooler's Armored Squadron!" Dore spoke in immense pride with a smirk at the horror of the beings before him at speaking so casually at the situation they're in.

The closest living dragon warrior didn't taking this lying down as he lashed out with a kick towards Dore's side but was sidestepped out of the way, however in a display of athleticism and a result of training; using his other leg that was still on the ground he jumped up on it and twisted his body to slam his heel into the cheek of Dore.

With only caused Dore's head to turn to the left, not causing damage as Dore's power was too much and he went with the momentum of the kick.

The smirk of the Namekian's face died out as quickly as it appeared as Dore grabbed the foot of his attacker and slammed him down onto the ground and went to stomp down on him, no doubt more than willing to give the same fate his comrades suffered.

But in an act of self preservation he barely managed to roll out of the way of Dore's stomp and he got to his knee's and hands and tried to get to his feet, but Dore was faster and lashed out a punt to the warrior's gut sending him flying to a close cliff face with a yell and a trail of purple blood that came streaming out of the warrior's mouth.

"Two left" Dore smirked devilishly as he turned to the last two Namekian Warriors.

"Hurry up, I'm getting bored staring out at… the same damn scenery as the rest of this planet" Cooler sneered out his command.

This command made even more dread fill up the Elder's body as he sweated at the mere thought of these monsters getting serious, he had to do something, he just couldn't keep these deaths continue even if these monsters had bad intentions he needed to save these children.

"S… stop!" The elder yelled out as his mouth went dry at Dore charging up a green Ki blast with his left hand with a smirk.

"Orders are orders, don't worry, you won't be remembered!" Dore yelled out as he shot out his hand as the green Ki blast went towards the entire village with one goal in mind.

Their death.

The two remaining warrior's gathered all of their energy towards their hands and yelled out in desperation as their yellow beams clashed with Dore's Ki blast.

Dore was surprised at these warriors, despite not putting his all into this Ki blast these two weaklings were fighting off his blast, credit where credit is due, they deserve just a small amount of respect. But weaklings will remain just that.

"Die!" A new voice came through not belonging to either Coolers' Armored Squadron nor their superior, nor did it come from the Namekian's dragon warrior.

A blue Ki blast hit Dore in the face blinding him as the combined Ki attack of his and the Namekian's hit him full force as he was distracted. Yelling out in anger and pain as he was hit he unleashed his Ki as he waved his hand the smoke cleared as Dore's armor was hanging on desperately.

"Who… who fucking dares?!?!" Dore's voice cut through the desprite fight as he looked around only to see six figures on top of a cliff face, two Namekian's and… four Saiyan's?!?!

"Saiyans… what's the meaning of this?" Cooler's voice was more akin of an irate parent with a mixture of disappoint.

"Well, heh let's just say the residents of this planet made a offer that… heh, can't be refused" a bald Saiyan smirked.

Cooler frowned it seems the Namekian's promised the Dragon Balls to this team if they'd win.

"Dore! Salza! Neiz! Kill them all!" Cooler frowned as he gave them his order as the Saiyan's adopted their fighting stances with their own various determination.

"Yes sir!" The combined voices spoek out as they all charged towards the Saiyans.

"Beetko, you've Dore, Zaccaro, you've Neiz, I and Cilano got Salza" Leeku gave his orders as they dispersed.

"While they're occupied, why don't we pick up where we left off?" Cooler approached the warriors as the village and dragon warriors went back to Cooler with despair, if his men can do that to him, what can their leader do?

Swallowing their despair the warriors prepared themselves for an inevitable death… but they prided themselves too much to just lie down and die, so they swore in their hearts they'd cause some level's of damage before their deaths.