In the vast expanse of space, four Attack Balls streaked toward Earth. Inside each pod, members of the Ginyu Force were chatting on the journey on over. Jeice's voice crackled over the scouter. "Oi, Burter, you reckon Ginyu's chillin' on some lily pad or somethin'?"
Burter shook his head. "Just because the Captain is a frog, doesn’t mean he’s thinking like a frog! He’s probably trying to find a way to change back into a more suitable body.” Guldo agreed with Burter. “We need to hurry to Earth! Who knows how long the Captain has been stuck as a frog while we were trapped in Hell!” Recoome’s loud voice butted into the conversation. “But how are we going to find the Captain on Earth?”
“Don’t worry, boys, I have the perfect plan!” Jeice spoke up with a chuckle.
Although it took some time, the Ginyu Force eventually landed on Earth. Against an endless expanse of ice and snow, these sleek and high-tech vessels streaked across the Arctic sky, leaving fiery trails in their wake. The frigid air whistled past their polished surfaces, causing the ice particles to shimmer like a trail of stardust against their spaceships.
They landed with a harsh crash on the snow-covered terrain. The enormous impact caused shockwaves that sent plumes of snow spiraling into the air. Amid the pristine white landscape, the attack balls stood out in stark contrast, their cold, mechanical exterior contrasting with the natural beauty of the Arctic. Steam billowed from their surfaces as they cooled down from their atmospheric entry.
The Ginyu Force got out of their attack balls and clicked their scouters. To their surprise, there were two very high power levels that exceeded all of theirs. They hoped one of them was Captain Ginyu! “Maybe the Captain found a strong body on this planet!” Guldo excitedly guessed. “Well, what are we waiting for in this cold freaking place? Let’s go find him!” Burter sped off into the sky, fed up with the cold.
“HEY WAIT UP!” Jeice shouted, taking off after him.
“Captain, we’re coming!” Recoome laughed happily.
“You guys always leave me behind,” Guldo grumbled as he followed behind his teammates.
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In the grandeur of her kingly palace, Mepple, one of the Commanders of the Planet Trade Organization, lounged on her grandiose throne. Mepple's throne was a masterpiece she forced the Earthlings to build for her. It was perfectly tailored to her size and needs. Crafted from an exquisite, vibrant purple material that glistened under the palace's ambient lighting, the throne was not only visually striking but also soft to the touch, made from some luxurious fabric. Its ergonomic design fits Mepple's petite frame perfectly, with the backrest rising like a crescent moon, plastered with shimmering gems that sparkled and danced with every movement. The throne offers ultimate comfort with its plush, accommodating seat that seems to mold itself to the sitter's form. The armrests and edges feature playful designs and patterns, shifting in color between shades of lilac and magenta, each fixed with tiny, sparkling gems embedded with precision.
She watched with glee the unfolding chaos with rapt attention on a massive television screen mounted on the wall inside the room. Her eyes gleamed with sinister amusement, and her young, childish features bore an expression of playful giddy. With one hand, Mepple absentmindedly stroked the strange frog who found itself in her office one day. The frog was a playful one that couldn’t help itself from croaking and leaping around. Mepple pressed her lips together as she made kissy faces at it. “I love you too, Froggy.” She gently cupped him in her hands and started petting him. She giggled as he desperately made croaking noises at her.
On the enormous screen, Mepple’s new game played out with cruel twists and turns. Contestants, their faces etched with fear and determination, were pitted against one another in a relentless struggle for survival. Dangerous wild animals prowled the harsh, untamed island, waiting to prey on the next victim, and desperate alliances formed and dissolved in the blink of an eye. The participants were locked in a grim battle of wits and physical prowess. As Mepple observed the game she created, she couldn't help but giggle with a twisted delight every time something particularly funny happened. However, her definition of funny was something that most of the universe wouldn’t be able to relate to.
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“A Namekian? I thought we killed all those guys.” Recoome scratched his head as they landed in the wasteland.
“You…” Piccolo’s face scrunched up as he didn’t know who these people were. But he did recognize their armor and scouters. “Are all dead men walking!” He flexed his hand as he prepared for battle.
“H-He’s a lot stronger than a regular Namekian…” Guldo stammered as he calculated his battle power.
“Hey, even with that much power, he’s no match for all of us together!” Burter confidently posed in the face of a foe with a power level of over 99,999.
“Burter, you have to tell me where that confidence comes from… He’s near Captain Ginyu in power!” Jeice wasn’t as confident as his best mate.
“I’ll have a go at him first! Follow my lead!” Recoome laughed before his scouter pinged him to something, causing him to trip over his own feet.
“Hey now, just who is this cute little bugger?” Just as Burter vanished toward the smaller power level, he was sent flying past the Ginyu Force with a scream.
“That’s why I said I’ll lead!” Recoome yelled at Burter.
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“Ughhh…” Burter groaned as he dug himself out of a large rock formation.
“Got him!” Guldo shouted, suddenly behind the Namekian with a green little brat in his hand. “If you want him to live, you better do as we say, Namekian!” He threatened with his hand held to the child Namekian’s throat and a nasty grin on his face.
“Melody!” Piccolo yelled in absolute rage.
He didn’t understand it. He saw that blue guy racing toward the kid, but that little green guy. In one moment, he was over there, and in the next, he was somehow behind him! Even when he was sensing their ki, it appeared like that. Whatever technique that little green bastard used wasn’t teleportation or him being fast. It did mean that he had to die first.
“Piccolo!!!” Melody cried out.
“Shut it, brat!” Guldo shook them by their collar, causing the namekian child to cry even louder.
“Got ya!” Recoome slugged Piccolo across the jaw with his large fist.
“Thought you got me good, did you?!” Burter dive kicked into Piccolo’s stomach.
“No one messes with the Ginyu Force!” Jeice chopped at the Namekian’s throat with his hand.
Silence filled the wasteland as the Ginyu Force looked at the Namekian. He didn’t move a single inch… None of their attacks did anything! They slowly backed up as they realized that this Namekian’s battle power may be far higher than they ever expected… Maybe they chose the wrong opponent this time around.
“Uh…” Guldo stammered as he realized the predicament they were in. “You let us go, and I’ll release the brat!” He changed his terms.
“Leave my sight before I do something I sincerely regret,” Piccolo told the four.
“On it!” Guldo stopped time, strengthened his body with energy, and flew out of there with the Ginyu Force.
“Huh?” Melody stopped crying as they looked up to see Piccolo standing over them. “Piccolo!” They hugged his leg.
“I got you.” Piccolo’s angered features softened as he stared at the pitiful group flying away. “I will put an end to you, Turles, and your army… Just wait.” He clenched his fist as he made a vow.
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Mepple wasn’t surprised to see the remains of the Ginyu Force arriving at her palace. She sensed them when they were outside Earth’s atmosphere. However, she was curious as to why they were here. There were no orders given to her about a change in her mission.
“Mepple! The Ginyu Force has arrived!” Jeice and the others posed after they entered her office.
Strangely enough, Froggy hopped out of her arms and also did a pose similar to them. “Froggy! No! You can’t learn that stuff. People are going to look at you weird!” Mepple admonished her pet. “Froggy?” Recoome questioned. “That’s not a frog!” Burter shouted. “That’s Captain Ginyu!” Jeice finished.
“Hah?” Mepple looked at them as if they had pits in their brain.
“You wouldn’t understand! Your squad wasn’t on Namek!” Guldo spoke up.
“What are you saying?” Mepple was still confused.
“That frog is Captain Ginyu! That Saiyan from Earth that looks like Captain Turles performed a nasty trick on the Captain! The Captain has been stuck in that frog’s body ever since!” Jeice explained.
To further prove their words, Froggy couldn’t help himself from leaping all over Mepple’s desk. He leaped toward the members of the Ginyu Force, who gently caught his froggy form. Mepple frowned, quite unpleased with this turnout. She rather liked Froggy. To think she’s been petting and caressing Captain Ginyu this entire time makes her feel kind of weird.
The Ginyu Force hurriedly dragged one of Mepple’s slaves into her office. Recoome held the man still, Guldo cheered on the side, Jeice carried the Captain, and Burter told the man what he should say. “C-C-Change now?” In an instant, the souls of the two bodies were swapped. The Ginyu Force cheered at the return of their captain!
Ginyu began with a soft chuckle that slowly exploded into a maniacal laughter. “At last! Back on two legs after all this time…” He threw his hands into the air like he just didn’t care. “And it feels unbelievable!!!” He shouted in utmost joy while thrusting his hips. The Ginyu Force clapped, and some even teared up.
“We’re so glad to have you back, Captain!” Jeice wiped his tears away.
“We missed you!” Burter added.
“Things weren’t the same without you, Captain!” Guldo nodded.
“Dying doesn’t feel good, Captain.” Recoome pointed out.
“Commander Mepple! Although I am saddened you couldn’t understand me while I was trapped in that accursed body, I thank you for taking care of me in my time of need!” Ginyu destroyed the earthling in the namekian frog body to never see the sight of it ever again. “I vow to never tell a soul about our bath time,” Ginyu added.
“Leave before I kill you.” Mepple crossed her arms and glared at him.
“Captain!” Jeice held out a scouter. “For you!”
“Thank you, Jeice! I missed all of you as well!” Ginyu told his comrades. “Oh, this scouter looks a little different…”
“Captain Turles had the scouters upgraded!” Jeice reported.
“They even made one for my people’s race!” Guldo pointed at his customized scouter that fit perfectly on his strangely-shaped head.
“I can’t wait to find out all these new nifty features…” His scouter loudly beeped. “Oh, what’s this? A power level of over 99,999?!” He exclaimed before laughing.
“That’s a Namekian! We met him thinking that it was you!” Burter pointed out.
“He could’ve killed us if it wasn’t for Guldo’s ability,” Recoome added.
“Oh really?” Ginyu smiled.
“You can’t take his body.” Mepple put her foot down. “That’s my toy.”
“But I have a power level of 4! I need a body more suitable as the leader of the Ginyu Force!” Captain Ginyu retorted.
“Earth is my playground. Go take someone else's toys. The universe is big enough.” Mepple shooed him away.
“Fine, fine.” Ginyu sighed. “I probably wouldn’t like that body anyway. Namekians are too frog-like for my liking.”
“Commander Mepple, can we use your spaceship for the Captain?” Jeice asked.
“Go ahead.” She tossed her spaceship’s remote at Jeice before shooing them out.
“Ginyu Force! Out!” With an awesome pose, the Ginyu Force left Mepple’s palace and made their way to their attack balls.