7 Plans Forming 2

t was just after I finished my third giant fish and was lamenting that I had none left and was deciding or not if I should go catch a few more, that I felt it. A rising ki in the distance and not one I'm really all that familiar with. It was powerful...kind of..in comparison to the majority of the weaklings on this planet. About up there with Chioatzu, no actually a bit higher, but a decent bit lower than Yamcha's from what I could feel right now from those twits on the look out.

Even down here I could feel them without much trouble, and pinpoint who was strongest by rank. Tien was followed by Krillin, with a small gap between them, but not too substantial. No surprise there. Krillin was probably even more talented than Tien, the only reason Tien was ahead of him was because he was a much harder worker - not that Krillin didn't work hard, but Tien worked harder than any of the other humans by a decent margin. Yamcha lingered a decent bit behind Krillin, followed by Chiaotzu and then Yajirobe. Only Tien was closing in on the kind of power the original and Piccolo were at during the fight with Raditz though.

Granted, it had only been like two weeks or so since the original died, so it's kind of a decent increase I guess. They've all jumped up a decent hundred in battle power from what I can estimate by feeling them out and comparing their previous selves to the original who had a battle power of 416 when he fought Raditz and myself who was in the 350 range the moment I woke up. Tien was actually just slightly stronger than myself when I woke up.

So who was this power? It felt kind of familiar, but not to the point where it was somebody I generally bothered to keep track of. Probably an ingrained habit I inherited from the original. I frowned when I felt a miniscule power, that of an average human right beside the familiar power disappear.

No doubt about it, they'd been killed.

Looking in the direction of the power, I activated my scouter.

Beep beep - 261

'Interesting,' I hummed thoughtfully, whoever this person is, they're decently stronger than Master Roshi. I wonder who it is, and why they just killed some random weakling?

Curiosity getting the better of me, I tossed the fish bone I was nibbling on aside and stood up. "Continue your usual training routine after dinner and then rest, I'll be back in a little while," I told my pet Saibamen who were just curled up around the fire, enjoying the warmth.

With that said, I flew up into the sky and sped towards where I felt the mysterious power. I had to change course moments later when it suddenly and rapidly left the position it was in before and rushed somewhere else. Stopping in mid air, I instead of following it on a wild goose chase, was content to wait until it stopped wherever it was going.

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t took over an hour before whoever it was reached their destination. I honestly got so bored waiting on them I started shadow boxing in the air. I trained myself mid air for a total of one hour and thirteen minutes according to my scouter. Such a nifty device, it's like a watch I don't even need to look at my wrist tot ell the time with. Honestly, I was really starting to love this thing. It had an alarm clock, timer, a camera and video recorder and even tuned into a freaking radio station that played music for the entire Planet Trade Organization.

I'm so gonna see if Bulma can connect this baby to the internet one day. That'll be awesome!

Now that the power was stationary though. Following it was child's play. Heck, following it while training had been a little bit of a challenge and I had enjoyed it a bit as extra training. My whole body burned with torn muscle through rigorous training, but all I could really do was take a sense of pleasure in the burn. Being a saiyan was like being part masochist I think. Not that I'm complaining, it makes the training way easier to deal with.

Unlike the person I was following, it didn't take me anywhere near as long to reach the same destination. Well, mostly because I was actually closer than they were, but still. With my max speed, it only took about ten minutes to get there. And to my surprise, the power led me to a rather large pristine white dome like mansion. It was huge too, and right in the middle of nowhere. It was like Bulma had taken Capsule Corp in a dino cap and let it out in some remote location.

"The hell?" I said my self stupidly. Why would anyone build a mansion out here? Is this some kind of early Dragon Ball movie villain I've forgotten or something?

Walking up to dome mansion, building...thing. I didn't even bother ringing the doorbell, instead I punched it clear off its hinges and swaggered on in. Waiting is for fodder and my time isn't to be wasted. Such a dick move, I know, but I don't care either. This guy is a murderer anyway.

Following where I felt the power, I whistled at the decor. It all pristine white everywhere I walked, the walls, the ceilings and floor that is. I passed by a massive and lovely living room with a massive tv and large semi circular couch, but that was all I really saw of that room before passing on. It seemed who ever the power belonged to either didn't hear me punch my way in and couldn't sense power levels either.

Or is that right? They may have sensed my power and be suppressing their own and think they can take me regardless. Excitement filled my stomach for a moment at the thought of a strong opponent just as I reached the room where I could sense them.

Only for my excitement to die a horrible, horrible disappointing death when I saw a tall thin man with a metallic head laying on the bed inside the bedroom I just entered, snoozing away peacefully.

Mercenary freaking Tao!

"Seriously!?" I hissed. I got all curious for freaking Tao Paipai? Fuck off! Why wasn't this cunt already dead? He's a freaking assassin and murderer so why dd they others not clean him up ages ago? I sneered in contempt at the sleeping weakling. Contempt filled me for a moment, and I couldn't stop myself from raising my hand, an orb of crimson ki sparking into life in my palm.

"The world will be a better place without trash like you," I said in contempt and shot the ki blast at him. It was over in an instant, he, along with his bed were erased from existence. The only leftovers being some scorch marks left on the fluffy white carpet I realized I was standing on.

And I just realized something else. Tao is - was an assassin, so it's unlikely he ever told anyone where he lived, except maybe his brother Shen, but if I saw that cunt I'd kill him as well, so no worries there. This is pretty much a free mansion up for grabs! Score!