I stare at the men and women next to Cress, majority of them have blue skin except one that has freakishly pale skin, I stare at the woman until her eyes sharpen and her body vanishes, I look to my left and in the corner of my eye, I see fingers with blue fingernail polish on them,
Off pure instinct I grab up, gripping the woman's wrist, I hear a loud gasp behind me as I place my left foot over both of her feet, I twist my body forward flipping her over my shoulder, she flys into the air, and flips gently landing on her feet,
" You're not so bad Saiyan, maybe Cress was right about you, " said the woman, now that she was closer to me, I could make out her appearance better, she wore a white robe, with long black hair, and her eyes were crimson red, she wore white high heels,
" You know its rude to attack someone without first letting them know your name, " I say to her, she scoffs, but she doesn't respond instead getting a stance, she leans forward ready to pounce until a withered voice screamed out,
" Stop now, Mutsu, he isn't someone you can beat, " Yelled out the elderly lady, she was walking towards us with her arms behind her back, Mutsu looks back at her confused,
" What do you mean, I can't beat him, he's just a normal Saiyan right? " said Mutsu, the elderly lady just shakes her head, she walks past Mutsu, and heads straight toward me, she got directly in my face, she looks up at me with a grin on her face.
" You are the Saiyan, that is wanted by the Galatic patrol, correct? " said the elderly woman, I stare down into her eyes before nodding my head,
" You are quite a famous figure in this universe, you are the man that fought Cooler and lived, you have been wanted by the patrol for years and still haven't been caught, you are the cause of the graveyard of the damned, and you killed one of the head honcho's of the patrol, " said the woman, she was about to speak again but I interrupted her,
" I get it, but why are you telling me this, " I said, the grin on her face grew larger as she speaks,
" Because I want you to join our odd little group, we are heading into war with the patrol soon, and we need your help, " she grips my shoulder, but I quickly smack it off my shoulder and walk past her,
" And why would I help you, don't think because you have a fellow Saiyan helping you that means I will help you, " I say while looking behind me, she slowly nods her head and turns around,
" I see, but if you can do something for me, please head to planet new apple, and discuss about the appleian Gala, they have been asking me about him for a long time, since the news that he escaped with a saiyan emerged, " I look at her confused,
" Gala has been dead for years, and you seem to have done quite some research on me and you didn't know? " the elderly lady looks at me confused until a massive smile appears on her face,
" Yes! " she screamed out while wildly throwing her arms around, she hops in a place like a child,
" Why is it a good thing Gala is dead, " I say in a harsh tone, I slowly start to walk toward her with my fists balled up,
" Well it isn't a good thing he is dead but overall it's great for my group, " I stop in my tracks and stare into her eyes, she looks up into the sky, it looks like years of stress have been lifted off her shoulders,
" It makes sense why the patrol didn't report the death of Gala, you might not know this about appleians but a single attack on an appleian is like attacking the entire planet, if you attack one you fight all, " she says looking down,
That's why she is so ecstatic about the death of Gala, If I report to them that the patrol killed Gala, their relations would instantly sour and the appleians would probably support this group, I guess Gala is even helping me in death, I'm going to report the end of Gala to the appleians to hopefully destroy the patrol once the war here starts,
" To do you favor, I'll report the death of Gala to the appleians, " I say to the elderly woman, she nods at me, as Cress and the four others fly over to me...