Two weeks have passed since Planet Apple's invasion.
" Hey? Pumpik, when the hell are Planet Apple Soldiers going to fight us? "
Asked a Saiyan walking in front of three other Saiyans. They were trekking through thick snow, leaving a trail of footprints behind them. The four walked through a dense forest. Their hot breaths escaped their lips, appearing in front of them as Pumpik responded.
" Who the hell knows- " Before he could finish his sentence the sound of whirling winds swept above him as five flying saiyans flew over him, covered in a pure white aura. They left trails of energy as smiles crept onto the walking saiyans' faces their energies exploded as they shot up into the air, following the flying saiyans.
" Who are we chasing?! " Screamed out Pumpik, causing the saiyans ahead to glance back before one of them responded.
"An Appleian. But unlike the others, his skin is pure white, covered with tattoos! "The bastard is hard to find!" Pumik's eyes immediately widened with this description. His grin widened as he spoke.
" Tattoos and white skin? Isn't that- "
" Yeah. The bastard we've been trying to kill for weeks. " Said the saiyan cutting off Pumpik, as he and the other saiyans flew into a cloud. The trailing Saiyans could scoff, as they glanced at each other and spoke.
" Hey, Pumpik you just going to let him cut you off like that? "
" Relax. I would kill him easily. " Pumpik could only shake his head as they approached the cloud, but right before they flew through, the sound of screams rippled out the cloud, causing them to halt before entering the cloud. They glanced at each other until the sight of a dark silhouette flying through the cloud appeared, before a saiyan flew out covered in blood.
Blood dripped down his fingertips. As the saiyan breathed heavily, his eyes dilated and filled with fear, Pumpik quickly spoke while waving his hand.
" Above you! " Before the injured saiyan could react, a massive sword shot through the sky, stabbing him through the chest, causing him to hurl towards the ground, slamming into it, piercing through the ground. Pumpik and the others stared down at the dead saiyan in shock as they quickly looked up locking eyes with a tall slender figure.
Just like the dead saiyan described, the figure's skin was pure white covered in odd dark tattoos, his eyes were pitch black, heartless. His lips were chapped, his ears pierced with dangling glowing gold earrings. A large dark robe covered his body. His fingernails were long and black. His ears were pointy.
" How pitiful. " Spoke the Appleian, as the other saiyans regained their composure, and Pumpik spoke yelling out angrily.
" Who the hell are you? "
" Huh? Please don't act like you don't know who I am. I'm the one you are hunting. But, if you are asking for my name, it's Gala. " Gala slowly descended from the sky, until he was leveled with the saiyans.
Pumpik and the other Saiyans gripped their fists together. Getting ready to engage, before Gala raised his hand to the side, instantly, his sword shot out of the dead saiyan chest, flinging towards Gala's palm. Appearing in it, in a single fast motion.
" But if I were to tell you Saiyans, something, before your death. " Gala paused briefly, wiping the blood from his large black sword. " I'm very disappointed. I figured this so-called warrior race would be far better fighters. But y'all's fighting style is sloppy, it's offending that you even attempt to fight me. "
Hearing this insult, in unison every single Saiyan opened their palms firing beams towards Gala, who smirked cockily, as his body vanished right before the beams hit.
" What!- " Screamed out Saiyan, before Gala appeared behind him effortlessly slicing through his Saiyan armor. Cutting the Saiyan in half. Pumpik's eyes widened as he spun around barely having time to block a kick that sent him crashing to the ground.
Pumpik's body bounced off the ground, as he fipped, landing on one knee, swiftly looking up into the blue sky, only to see his fellow Saiyans sliced into pieces. His eyes widened, as he looked back foward narrowly dodging a sword thrust, rolling to his side.
Pumpik quickly dashed back gaining distance from Gala his feet sliding to a stop in the thick snow. Even though it was freezing, sweat dripped down his face, as Pumpik's heart raced. Gala glared at Pumpik before a smirk appeared on his face, and he dashed forward, his sword dangling behind him.
The air warped around the blade, as Gala swung it, cutting the spiky hair of Pumpik. As he ducked, before Pumpik had time to respond or counter, Gala twisted his wrist swinging the sword down at Pumpik's right shoulder. Whose hands shot up catching the blade, the force of the swing made a gust of wind spew out blowing snow off the ground.
" Oh? You actually stopped it. " Said Gala, as Pumpik gritted his teeth tightly, his legs starting to buckle, as the sword began to cut through his palms. The only reason the sword didn't slice through his hands in the first place, was because right before the blade hit, Pumpik covered his palms in Ki.
" Fuck off, you Appleian! " Screamed Pumpik letting go of the sword firing a massive ki blast out of his left hand, while the sword crashed into his shoulder pad slicing through it. The massive blast engulfed Gala causing the sword to fly off Pumpik.
The blast crashed through the ground, creating a small valley, blowing through several trees, creating a cloud of dust to float above the ground. Pumpik breathed heavily, his shoulder gushing out blood. He stared through the dust cloud until, suddenly, he felt an arm wrap around his neck grabbing onto his injured shoulder.
" Not half bad, saiyan. If that hit, you might have drawn blood. But...We both know this is the end. " Said Gala standing behind Pumpik, who could only let out a loud sigh, as the hand grabbing his shoulder slid across his collarbone tightly grabbing onto his neck, and with a single powerful jerk, Pumpik's neck was snapped making a loud pop ripple out.
Pumpik's lifeless body fell face first on the freezing ground, blood staining the snow a crimson red, as Gala glared down at the lifeless saiyan with an amused look on his face before he mumbled to himself.
" They have conquered 25 percent of Planet Apple. At this rate, they'll reach the northern hemisphere in less than a month. Hmph, these fools will never succeed. "...