MTLNOVEL Chapter 13: Chapter 13: A Deal with the Saiyans
Chapter 13: A Deal with the Saiyans
Ben walked through the rugged terrain of the planet, escorted by the group of Saiyan survivors. The rocky cliffs and jagged mountains stretched endlessly, with storm clouds swirling above. It was a harsh, unforgiving world—exactly the kind of place Saiyans would thrive in.
He kept his hands in his pockets, scanning the warriors surrounding him. Their armor was old and battle-worn, and they carried themselves like fighters who had been through hell and back. These weren't elite Saiyans, but they weren't weak either.
Scar-Face led the way, glancing back at Ben with suspicion. "You talk big, outsider. If you really know something useful, you'd better prove it soon."
Ben smirked. "Don't worry. I'm full of surprises."
One of the younger Saiyans scoffed. "We should just kill him and be done with it."
Ben chuckled. "You could try. But something tells me you'd regret it."
The Saiyan growled, stepping forward aggressively—until Scar-Face raised a hand. "Enough. He's not our prisoner. Yet."
Ben noted the word yet but didn't comment.
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The Saiyan Outpost
They arrived at a hidden encampment built into the side of a canyon. Massive stone structures, reinforced with salvaged technology, formed a crude but functional settlement. Dozens of Saiyans trained in the open, sparring and honing their skills.
Ben whistled. "Not bad. A bit primitive, but I can see the charm."
Scar-Face ignored him and led him to a large hall, where the most battle-hardened warriors waited. An older Saiyan woman with graying hair and a deep scar over her eye sat at the head of the room.
She studied Ben carefully before speaking. "Who are you, and why shouldn't we kill you?"
Ben leaned against the table, unfazed. "The name's Ben. And you shouldn't kill me because I'm about to save your entire species."
Murmurs spread through the room. The woman raised an eyebrow. "Bold claim."
Ben nodded. "I know what's coming. Frieza is already on his way here. He'll wipe out every last one of you if you don't act fast."
A younger Saiyan slammed his fist on the table. "Lies! He doesn't even know where we are!"
Ben shrugged. "He didn't. But I guarantee he does now."
The tension in the room thickened.
Scar-Face clenched his jaw. "If that's true, then we're already dead."
Ben shook his head. "Not if you listen to me."
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The Saiyans' Last Hope
The older woman leaned forward. "And what do you propose?"
Ben grinned. "You guys have raw power, but you lack strategy. I've seen the future, and let me tell you—Frieza isn't unbeatable. You just need to be smarter."
A few warriors laughed. "Smarter? That's not the Saiyan way."
Ben smirked. "Maybe that's why most of you are dead."
The room went silent. Several Saiyans growled, fists clenched, but the older woman raised a hand. "Let him finish."
Ben continued. "I have knowledge. Weaknesses in Frieza's forces, ways to train faster, even potential allies."
The woman narrowed her eyes. "And in return?"
Ben leaned closer. "I want training. Real Saiyan training. Your best techniques. Your hardest battles. Push me to my limit, and I'll make sure you live long enough to see Frieza fall."
The older woman studied him. "You think you can keep up with us?"
Ben grinned. "I think you should be worried about keeping up with me."
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Frieza's Arrival Approaches
Meanwhile, in deep space, Frieza's ship cut through the void.
A soldier approached the throne where the tyrant sat. "Lord Frieza, we're approaching the target planet."
Frieza's lips curled into a cruel smile. "Good. Let's make an example out of them."
His fingers tapped the armrest.
"After all… I detest loose ends."
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