As you set the machine to the max setting your body can stand, you bring up the dossier of the planet you'll be cleansing.
It is slightly smaller than Earth, though with considerably less water. The air is breathable, though very dry.
The client wants to use it as a colony world, and thus minimal damage to the planet or its environment will be tolerated The mission parameters mark it as "Clear for Occupancy-" meaning you are to exterminate any sapient species on the planet, in addition to any other wildlife that may pose a significant threat to colonists.
Said sapients are hominid, with reptilian and insectoid features. Though they resemble humans (and Saiyans, and half-a-dozen other species) in silhouette, they have both an endoskeleton composed of large, flexible, interconnected scales and an internal cartilage skeleton. The planet is not capable of supporting a large population- at least not without the PTO's technology- and thus it is small; estimates placed the population at 100 million, mostly clustered in cities around geyser fields and subterranean rivers that crisscross the planet's porous crust. Average power level of the species is very weak- 20- but the 1% of readings were in the high 1,000s. Highest reading was 15,000.
This last one was marked as a Priority side mission- you are to capture this individual alive for recruitment into Freeza's forces, and a nonpriority to additionally take as many >5,000 individuals as possible. This was standard policy, to press gang the most powerful individuals of a species into service, but the exceptional power of that 15,000 was of special note.
You frown. No mention of retrieving inventors or scientists. Just the strong.
Such a waste. You don't care about their lives, of course; you would no more mourn their passing than so many dying skin cells, had your skin cells still died. But as an inventor yourself...you did not get to where you are by merely being the strongest. Eisidisi and Wammu were dead, but you lived.
Zarbon's face appears on your scouter, and his voice crackles in your ear.
"Report to the podbay. Clean yourself off first."
His face winks off of your screen. You have no need to shower- clearing away your perspiration is not something you need external aid for- but running water was a luxury for so little of your life that you take the offered time.
As you make your way to the podbay, you can see Nappa in front of you in the halls, presumably heading to the same place. With him is a much shorter man, and leaner, though his muscles still showed clearly though the leotard-like underclothes he wore. His hair would have reached the bottoms of his shoulder blades, had it not been pointed straight up towards the ceiling, expanding slighting in the middle then rejoining to a sharp point at the peak. Your Scouter chirps as if it is glad to see the man, and updates itself.
Prince* Vegeta- Team Leader
* Of Saiyans, plnt. Vegeta [Defunct]
While Nappa has a strong, careless almost lumbering stride, like a bear or a tiger strolling through its territory, Vegeta is tightly coiled, with short, clipped movements. He had a walk like a wolf sneaking through a den of lions ready to attack any who would challenge him, but knowing it would be his last move.
A caged animal, pretending it could not see the bars.
[] Say something (Write-in)
[] Say nothing; just keep walking behind them.
[] Walk even with them.
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