Turles Part 4 The Saiyans

Coming back was a bit of a trip. Marcel didn't leave any traces of his soul back there. The others all did. They wanted to leave something in case they screwed up somewhere. A good bit of their souls remained to continue mining and fighting on Pandora. Everything they owned would belong to them. Marcel relinquished all claims to it. Which caused them to like him even more.

With the upgrade to the Saiyan Attack pods from a small purchase, they made it before the others did. The metal was not added in large doses. Just a small bit to increase the defenses. Lakasei and Daiz were to head to where Frieza's previous attack forces failed. To gather the remains as well as the tech. If they ran into the natives, they were given word to warn them to back off, as they were only collecting so far. Any act of aggression would lead to violence.

"Alright, the jammer is in place, so the scouters for the others are blocked. But my teams is fine." Marcel clicked his black lens scouter. The power reading for the natives' weaponry was higher than he thought. About 8000 on average. But that was what the energy guns read at. The peoples were hidden. No doubt due to their psychic abilities. The desire to learn some better psychic techniques to improve his own was on his mind. "Ok, they are flying that way!"

Marcel ran across on the ground. One to stretch his legs more. Two to match his body against the lighter gravity conditions. His Saiyan ball was placed in his inventory as soon as he landed. Meeting the others was easy enough.

*Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump!* The pods dropped in a slight rhymtic pattern. The stasis released opening for each of them.

*Chish!* The five stepped out and froze looking at Marcel.

"Turles!" Fasha called out in anger. She already fired a ki blast at him. The pink ball went straight for his face. "Die you bastard!"

*Pew!* Marcel took it in the face. The level of damage was nothing really. He stepped forward hand up. Indicating he came peacefully.

Health -1

"I deserve that. Maybe?" He gave a shrug stopping at Bardock. "Listen, things happened here. A bit of a trap afterward. I am trying to give you some advice. You can take it or not."

"Why the hell should we believe anything you say?" Bardock tilted his head in a little anger. The slight changes in Turles irked him. From his clothing, armor, disposition, and speech. 'What the hell happened to him? Is what Prince Vegeta said true? That he is working to save us.'

"Because the Saiyan race depends on it. As well as the lives of your team and I do not know your sons maybe." Marcel said plainly. The others looking at him with venom still. They checked their scouters but they didn't work. Much to their annoyance. "Just listen to what I have to say. If you do not believe me, then no harm no foul."

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- Sometime later-

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The next hour was spent explaining what happened. No mention of the future of course. Just things that would trigger doubt in their minds. But one thing he emphasized, was the legends of Super Saiyan and that of the Super Sayin god role. Why King Cold sought the Saiyans out to bring them under heel. He also told Bardock to mention the name Majin Buu, Beerus and the Kai's if he meets Freiza or King Vegeta privately by chance somehow.

"They are just legends! Stuff to tell little Saiyans to inspire for greatness." Tora stated. "Turning you in would net us a hefty reward."

"None of you can take me. I also do not mind wiping you all out if you try." Marcel stated coldly. 'Feeding them to the Saibamen would make them pretty damn strong.' This put them on edge. Bardock took a fighting stance in front of him. "Said if you try. Listen, I sent you a warning and came all this way to tell you this. Pop open your scouters and your pods. You will find transmitters that broadcast everytime the scouters are used. Right now, the signals are jammed."

"I say he is full of shit!" Shugesh says then spits on the ground. "He is just trying to find ways to save his ass."

"Heh!" Marcel snorted and walked forward defenseless. "How about I let you hit me with everything you got. And I mean everything you got. One blow to the chest. I will not dodge at all."

"Let me do it!" Fasha pushed him out the way. "If he is so strong, then this should be a cinch for him to take!"

"Wait a minute there..." Borgos trailed off. He stopped speaking after Bardock signaled him. "Haaa this is stupid, we should just work togethor to take the planet and use this to bargain for King Vegeta to remove the death penalty. He is still one of us."

"We could still do that after they finish." Tora said smiling. "After Fasha wipes the ground with his ugly mug."

"Hey, that mug is close to mine!" Bardock said with a smirk. The others chuckled. "Bastard likes to say its cause we "low class" look the same but you can barely find matches besides in the royal line still. Check it out with a doctor later how close we are."

"Heh!" Tora chuckled a little. "Maybe he is your long lost twin!"

*Booom!* The sound of a bomb went off, as Fasha gave a gut punch full blast.

*Pewww!* After the punch landed, a blast of pink energy erupted from her fist. Marcel was pushed back 90 feet. His body hunched over as he slid. creating to trenches in the ground.

Health -23

Health -46

"Ha...ha.. ha.." Fasha panted as she then collapsed. "That outta.. teach him.."

"Damn you are strong. Remind me not to piss you off." Sugesha chided.

"She could be stronger though." Marcel walked back looking at them. "Really good blow though." Popping a gel capsule that contained a small trace of the Tree of Might water, took care of his health in a giffy. As well as gave him some power.

Health + 101

System: Ki + 1 Hidden Quest Complete: Impress Other Low Class Saiyans. Rewards: Low class are willing to hear you out more, Battle Armor Schematics, Common Pull x2, Companion Pull 2x, Meat Farm.

Zi: A meat Farm... Let me take over control for that. I always wanted my own garden.

Marcel almost face-planted at that. If the meat was in a garden, he would most likely freak out some.

"How did you get so strong?" Bardock asked. He knew Turles couldnt have done it by simple means. Especially with how hard-headed he was. And how lazy he was. 'If a portion of what he said was true then we really can not afford to not listen.'

"All sorts of things. But each of you can have strength like this to. But you have to Follow me of course. Or at least try out these three things with me." Marcel smiled. That smile gave them a very bad feeling. Reluctantly they agreed to the latter. "Good. drink this. Do not spill it or leave any left." He made some cups for each of them. Then poured some of the water in each of them.

Zi: Hmm they are on the threshold of being Followers. I will send a message for the other two to come over. They can provide cover just in case.

"Gulp!" Bardock swallowed the loudest next to him. The others drank slowly. Fearing it might be poison. "Ahhhhhhhh!" Feeling it course through his body, was to much. Especially since a few minerals were mixed in the batch he gave them. All sorts of combinations from the planetary expedition. The newer metals were not done yet.

"Raaaahhh!" Fasha screamed next. It was strong enough to make yah teeth rattle. A pink ring fired from her mouth into the sky. "You bastard!" She stared at Marcel with her tail swinging around out of control. "When this is over, I am gonna kick your ass!"

"Get in line!" Borgos sneered. Green beads of sweat dripped down his face. The same as the others.

"No!" Bardock said in a strict tone. "He was right." Green energy flowed around him. As if dancing with his heartbeat. "I feel way stronger than before! My energy feels so fluid. I can even think clearer." As they settle down getting use to everything, Daiz and Lakasei made it over. They checked the power levels and were slightly conflicted.

"I shared it with them to get ready for some other things. Not like I gave them as much as you all received." Marcel rolled his eyes at them. "You received way more benefits than them already. Do not be greedy."

"Of course not Boss." Lakasei said. Daiz looked away slightly embarrassed at his thoughts. "We found some things as well as a small squad not to far from here. However, they were leaving from this direction."

"I understand. Most likely a scouting group investigating. No matter though." Marcel shrugged not caring. They didnt attack and were not stronger than them. Well that was the assumption anyway. If they did try something, it would be a great experience for them all. "Time for the second part."

"Alright, sure." Bardock answered for his team. They were still so excited but gather around.

"We are going to form a circle and pull our energies to the max. Then focus it into a ball in the center between us." Marcel was doing a much different method than the "ritual" but with all the components present, it should work. The righteous Saiyan part was a bunch of bullshit anyway. But to help ease the possibility the Tree of Might water, which was Divine should help with the process. If not, they get to make something new. "It will be intense but keep going till I say stop."

"Right!" The others said togethor. They slowly push their energy up.

System: Power Up Check 25 Pass

Zi: The study with the mineral you ingested shows a strong bond with what they ingested. However, I believe the righteous part will not matter either. Righteous and Villany is a matter of perspective. But that is a conversation for you much furthur down the line User.

*Fwwwwoooossshh!* The energy spike swirled around as it built in intensity. Slowly a ball the size of softball appeared. Then the size of a soccer ball.

*Brrr! Brrr!* Space started to twist from the intensity. The minerals attracted each other and built on each other's bonding effect.

"Ughh!" Tora started to groan from the strain. "Grr!" Borgos was next but gritted through it. A few more minutes passed before Tora and Fasha couldn't handle it anymore. "Ahh!" the two screamed in pain and succumbed to the same state as the other two. They were only standing due to sheer will.

System: Willpower Check 25 Neutral Intelligence Check 20 Pass

"This will have to do." Marcel said simply. His focus went to helping the ball condense. But it was so thick, he decided to take a gamble. A bit of the ball was extracted. Specifically containing Bardock's energy. Filtering out the additives from every one else. "Take this into you Bardock. Cycle it slowly." The little golf ball entered him. As for the large one, Marcel pulled it to himself and condensed it while absorbing it.

*Doop!* The portable containment field went around Marcel. It was a good as time as any to test it. It was just in time as Bardock let loose a roar that made Fasha's outburst pale in comparison. The black potara earrings shining.

"Raaaaaaah!" Bardock raged as the white in his eyes were the only thing visible. His crew grabbed him and pushed him to the ground. Weakly, Tora put a piece of metal in his mouth. Trying to keep him from biting his tongue off. "Ummpf!" The pipe broke with ease. It took everything for them to hold him down. A few minutes later, Bardock fainted.

"Shit! This has been a very weird day!" Shugesh feel back on his butt exhausted. The power up was nice but he couldnt help thinking about the future and the Freiza forces. 'Still not enough power. This bastard Turles will be the key. Heh! Never thought I see this.' The others had much of the same thoughts.

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-Later-

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Marcel was still taking the energy in. It was strange as the first few minutes he felt nothing. As it continued he still felt nothing. Then a really terrible thought came to his head. The energy wouldn't be activated until he had it all at once. Considering that was the scariest of them all. But a little good news passed as he was working.

Zi: Bardock has obtained Divine Ki. His body can not handle it, however. They have agreed to become Followers. I have found a quest that will help. Bardock will transfer parts of the ki to his team. Since he can not utilize it currently, no harm will come from it. This will increase all five of the members' battle prowess as well as thinking due to the minerals mixed in pushing to new heights.

'That is fine. You may want to get them away from me. This containment field will most likely not survive.' Feeling the final bit enter him was enough to confirm his suspicions. 'I am gonna have to use that item already!' With a mental thought it was used. 'Man, what a waste. Then not really a waste.'