"What rotten luck. The original plan was to roam the Demon Realm, collect the genes I needed, absorb some powerhouses to evolve again, and then head straight to Namek for a showdown with Frieza. I didn't expect to run into one of the Demon Realm's three strongest. Even I've been bogged down here. Taking down someone at that level won't be a short job."
"Forget it, I'll have to get serious. Musashi, you're on your own for now. The Demon Realm can actually block the Chimera Ants' telepathy, and I have no way to reach you. You'll have to stall Frieza. Don't die before I shake this guy and make it to Namek." Meruem thought this as he struggled to dodge a mysterious blue arc of electricity from Pudada.
And because the opponent was too strong—on a whole different tier from the Three Royal Guards and the rest of the ants—Meruem had already stowed them all inside his fourth-dimensional apartment.
"Ginyu!" A purple-skinned, muscle-bound brute with two flat horns on his head half-knelt, arms down, striking a pose so embarrassing any normal person would blush.
Right after him, a red-haired muscle-ugly, a red-skinned pretty boy, a tall toad-faced guy, and a squat fatty with eyes growing on the sides of his head all struck their own mortifying poses.
"Recoome!" "Jeice!" "Burter!" "Guldo!"
"We are the Ginyu Force!"
"..." Frieza.
"Lord Frieza, the Ginyu Force has arrived. Leave this to us—we'll make you very satisfied." Captain Ginyu dropped to one knee and thumped his chest. "Oh-ho, Captain Ginyu—you haven't changed," Frieza chuckled weakly, a huge sweat drop forming on the back of his head at the five-man circus. Even Frieza found his pose-loving subordinate a headache.
It's fine to have a hobby—but this is just embarrassing.
If Ginyu weren't so powerful and so loyal, Frieza would've eliminated him long ago.
Keep a clown like that around and your IQ drops by proximity. Unbearable.
And in a sense, it was impressive that Ginyu had found so many like-minded, equally eccentric, and high-powered teammates in the vast universe.
He even influenced a generation. In the Buu arc, when Gohan disguised himself as the Great Saiyaman, his dance was inspired by Ginyu—and he was proud of it, thinking it looked cool.
Ginyu really was a bad influence. Kids are impressionable.
"Hmph, Captain Ginyu, that's a big mouth you've got. From what I hear, this time's opponent is the Chimera Ant Army that seized no small territory from the Frieza Force. Their leader even killed Cooler, whose power was second only to Lord Frieza. Frankly, I don't think you have what it takes to handle them." Two chubby, round-headed, pointy-horned shorties—one blue, one red—stepped out of another ship.
"Who do you think you are, speaking to Captain Ginyu like that!" Jeice, the red-skinned member, snarled, stepping forward.
The Ginyu Force all deeply respected their captain—said to be enamored with his dance art (cough).
"Abo, Kado—you're here too." Ginyu stopped Jeice, and, for once, a serious look crossed his usually comical face.
Abo and Kado were among the Frieza Force's top elites, with a status on par with the Ginyu Force.
They were said to be the strongest in the Frieza Force beneath Frieza himself. Frieza had never endorsed that claim, but judging from Captain Ginyu's attitude, even if they weren't quite at that level, they weren't far off.
Of course, their looks were arguably worse than Captain Ginyu's. In other words, their low "face value" kept their fame down (what's looks got to do with fame?). The two could fuse, which massively boosted their strength—but tanked their looks even further.
Their fused image resembled a recolored Dodoria with a sea-cucumber head growing from his chin. Hideous—one of the ugliest movie bosses in Dragon Ball.
"Lord Frieza, Abo and Kado reporting." The blue and red chubsters ignored Ginyu and stepped before Frieza.
"Not bad. You two made good time. Now we're waiting on Sorbet's unit and my most elite Frieza Corps. Judging by the schedule, they should be here soon." Frieza said from his hover chair.
"You even called in the elite Frieza Corps, my lord? They're the strongest unit besides my Ginyu Force," Ginyu exclaimed with exaggerated surprise.
"Hmph, besides your Ginyu Force? Pardon me, Captain Ginyu, but aren't you overselling your team? One of your members barely tops ten thousand. You call that elite?" Abo cut in. He meant Guldo, the psychic who could stop time but whose battle power wasn't high.
Time control is impressive, but the Frieza Force measures strength by battle power. Time powers or not, low numbers mean low respect.
"Want a match, Abo?" Captain Ginyu didn't rate Guldo's battle power either, but still—he was a teammate Ginyu had recruited with difficulty, sharing his, ahem, artistic taste and at least clearing five figures.
He could talk smack—but outsiders couldn't.
"Ginyu, you think I'm afraid of you?" Abo shot back, unyielding.
"Sigh, what a headache." Watching them bicker, Frieza rubbed his forehead. For the first time, the emperor of the universe felt the job was exhausting.
"They're finally here." Two massive ships appeared over Namek—one the same saucer design used by the Frieza Force, the other of a different build with a silhouette-logo of Frieza on its flank. If you didn't know better, you'd think the owner was a rabid Frieza fanboy.
"Lord Frieza! Under Sorbet's command, elite warrior Tagoma (Shisami) reporting!" Waves of grunts poured from the first ship, followed by two men in advanced battle armor stepping before Frieza.
They were the bald, light-purple-skinned Tagoma and the red-skinned bull-headed warrior Shisami. At this time, neither had reached their Battle of Gods-era heights. Tagoma was only a hair above Cui, and Shisami only slightly stronger than a typical Ginyu Force member.
Frieza merely nodded to them, then turned his gaze to the other ship.
They'd been summoned because Frieza needed gofers—never considered true combat power.
"Lord Frieza, you summoned us from afar. Has something happened?" The other ship—clearly different in design—opened, and a gaggle of oddly dressed, bizarre beings filed out.
At their head was someone who looked like Pui Pui from the Buu arc—the so-called cosmic demon who lived on a ten-times-gravity planet.
Compared to Babidi's Pui Pui, though, there were slight differences. He was likely the same race, not the same individual.
And his power was certainly below the canon Pui Pui—who, after all, had had his potential forced to the limit by Babidi, yet was still one-shotted by base Vegeta.
"Chimera Ant Army." Frieza didn't say more—just the name.
"Why bring up that trash? One day I'll rip them all to pieces!" Pui Pui's face darkened.
The name "Chimera Ant Army" was their greatest shame as the Frieza Force's finest—an indelible stain.
As a composite of the universe's most elite races, they'd lost to a small species from who-knows-what frontier. It was their one blemish in life, and they burned to wash it away and prove they were the true elites of the cosmos.
"They're on Namek now. I want you to kill them all. Don't worry—if their king shows, I'll personally handle him. Cooler was a disgrace to our Frost Demon race—dying to some outsider." Murder flared in Frieza's eyes. If those pests had stayed put and let him make his wish for immortality, he might have spared them if they grovelled. But they dared disturb him on Namek.
Very well—old and new grudges will be settled together.
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