High above Frieza planet 236 the ominous spaceship loomed over its task as the soldiers within started to prepare for their subjugation of the people below. Within the clean white halls of the ship hundreds of troops moved in unison to collect their blasters and armor before then moving in to ready themselves for the ship to enter low orbit so that they could start their mission against those that dared to go against Lord Frieza,

However not all were assigned the grunt work of facing the enemy on the front lines, some of them had the so called 'honor' of being dropped deep within enemy territory. That was the task set up for team Nux, their mission was to drop pod into the heart of the rebel forces, a small town, and start fighting to cause as much damage to them as possible. No matter their opinions on such a mission many of them had little to no choice in the matter, and even the little choice was to die at the hands of their captain...

Within the drop pod bay a female clad in full spec heavy armor stood with what seemed to be a tablet with their mission orders on it. Yuudai was the tactical officer of the team, often the one to give them briefings of what they could expect down on the planet and what their objectives was. Despite her oh so 'sunny' disposition she never really got angry at people asking questions about any details they wanted to know about. Once the team was assembled she would lift up her tablet and start reading off of it through the visor of her helmet.

"Our mission today is to Subjugate the rebellion on Frieza planet 236 which consists of the Sluck Race

The reported power level of their pitiful little troop is just one third our own, as long as you don't do anything DUMB and get cornered then it should be a cake walk. However there has been reports of out of certain members of their race being as if not more powerful than us, these may just be fear tactics but be on guard.

The planet below is of a rocky nature as the Sluck like to build their homes into the canyon walls. However the largest resources are a high grade alloy that makes the armor you are wearing, so don't screw it up...

Oh and it says here they have finally decided on who is the new team leader, you know after that last one they tried to put in charge... died... Heh"

Of course she was happy about that fact, when command tried to give them a babysitter that was not apart of their little click of misfits did they expect them to protect him from giant man eating space worms?

"Xylo, well done. You either impressed or kissed enough ass to get noticed and are now new team lead. Everyone may clap... Ok stop claping. Now, any questions?"

"Are we ridding the planet of all the Slucks on it or are we only eliminating the rebels?" says a voice of one of the men that had listened to the instructions. The man steps forward a rather unique soldier this one is a soldier that got created by Freiza's scientists and geneticists from Frieza's cells so he is the same race from as the Frieza clan. His skin is around his arms are instead of pink. This man's body is similar to what Frieza looks like with a few extra spikes. His name is Zero. A name given to him by Frieza after calling him a 'zero' and a waste of time, Zero kept it as his name as a designation.

His tail taps on the floor of the ship a few times then he also asks, "What is the plan of attack? Are we all dropping down in drop pods at in the same area or are we splitting off into small teams?" Zero had very little opinion of the drop pods, he really didn't have to use one most of the time. Being the same as Frieza he could breathe in the nothingness of space. Other then his general body figure looks and his biological perks he is nothing like Frieza. For one his attitude is different he didn't enjoy mass murder he does it because he is ordered to nothing more.

This mission he was trying to get the information he needed to complete the mission as obediently as possible. He would rather complete the mission right instead of missing something and angering Frieza. The less he is around him the better it was for him. Frieza wasn't thrilled that the creation of Zero took so much resources and so much time which they could have conquered planets. The fact Zero didn't turn out stronger was also a let down. Zero was a huge source of disappointment for Frieza, but yet he was unique so he wasn't eliminated as a normal expendable soldier instead he got assigned to the Nux squad.

Garth chuckled and kept his head lowered. The giant Hera was somehow not the tallest member of the group being outsized by the giant namekian in their group. However he didn't mind for once been the tinier man as it helped put perspective. Made him think of other ways he could intimidate people. His size was usually enough but other taller people needed a more...palpable sense of terror and that's when he'd need to show off his own power. "It doesn't matter who the boss is the job's are usually are all the same. Somebody needs guarding, somebody needs someone killed, or someone needs someone intimidated. It's just that simple. So the goal is simple right? Make things stop just don't damage the ore if at all possible. A bit of an annoyance but hey there's always a catch right?" Garth grumbled with his gravelly deep voice. "I really don't care what the plan is just point me in the direction you need me to be pointed in. I don't really care if the enemy is on our level or not either. I like a good challenge makes it better than dealing with the same sludge that we deal with regularly." Garth continued without much heed for any toes he may be stepping on for his blunt words on the matter. Garth was a simple man. He enjoyed a good fight, a chance to improve himself, and at the end of the day he just didn't care what other people got in his way. After all he learned long ago his people weren't exactly plentiful. Still working under a tyrant wasn't as bad as being dead he supposed. Too bad these trash aliens thought otherwise.

Onboard the ship that would forever the associated with the Planet Trade Association and empire of Frieza. At the cabin, where the members of Nox Team, a bit more than a handful, both in numbers and personality wise. Amongst them was the tallest of them all, the green skinned being from an entire galaxy away. Someone who knew full well what power, real power, the kind the likes of Frieza have, was like, he was born from it, he had tasted it, and he wanted it.

He was Xylo, a Namekian Mutant - born in Exile, banished from his native planet, and now, he was here, a member of Nox - the Renegades of the Frieza Army. A group a step above the average grunts, yet, far from the elite, like the Ginyu Force, or even Frieza's right hand men, Zarbon and Dodoria. Hell, Xylo had even heard that there were a trio of Saiyans who were still amongst the ranks that were more powerful than the entirety of Nox.

Yet, while their power levels might not all be the most impressive, they were a very rare bunch of misfits, from all corners of the universe, and they kept getting the job done, time and time again.

He stood there, in the cabin, with the rest of his crew, looking at the planet they were going to invade, to put the population of the planet under their heels, like they had so many times before. To fight, murder and pillage everything they could, all in the name of the Great Lord Frieza.

After he was presented as the new leader, the natural choice, really, he stepped forward, to address the questions of Zero - the failed experiment in cloning Frieza, an effort to revitalize the emperor's race. It always surprised Xylo just how alike Zero and the emperor looked, they don't call it cloning for nothing.

"We are to exterminate everyone in our path. They are to submit to us, and to the rule of the Planet Trade Organization. No means are off limits. Harm, maim or kill any of the natives in our path. We do not need to take prisoners. ETA till drop is 5 minutes. Enough Chit-Chatting, ready up, Nox. Xylo commanded, as he walked towards the exit of the ship, waiting for it to enter the atmosphere of the planet, so they could land and begin their attack.

A new day, a new planet, a new mission, and a lot of things to play with. Sitting in a seat with the rest of the squad was Voide, a strange lady creature thing. Voide was another prototype created soldier much like Zero, but instead using some strange ancient monster as inspiration instead of being a clone of Lord Freeza. Out of the whole group, she was easily the leanest and shortest of them all, though not by much due to Zero. Voide wasn't too interested in the mission they were given, she'd much rather go to one of the more glorious Freeza planets and partake in some city life, but an order was an order. While Voide wasn't too thrilled about Xylo being the new squad leader, his 'strength beats all' attitude really annoyed her. But strength was a good thing to have, all things being said.

Playing with one of her head tentacles, Voide said [color=lightpurple]"So, I guess thats a 'We go in as a group and have fun' kind of plan then, huh?"[/color]. She was trying to clarify Xylo's orders, though having no plan wasn't a bad thing. If anything, it would give her an excuse to dart around the battlefield and have some fun.

Thinking about fun things, she stopped fiddling with her 'hair' and sighed. [color=lightpurple]"You know, it would be nice if we could join the Ginyu squad. They get lots and lots of time off. Parties and games sound nice."[/color] She said, laying back in her chair and looking up at the ceiling.

"Understood Captain.", Zero said he then starts tossing his scouter in his hand before putting it on. He steps up to the exit he stares at the it waiting for it to open. He heard the question asked but his main one was already answered so he was ready to get the mission started.

'Exterminate everyone in our path', these words echoed through Zero's mind. 'No means are off limits.' Zero visualizing this scenario in his mind. This sort of thing was one of the things that was drilled into Zero's mind when we was in a growing tank. He asks while waiting for drop, "So what was Lord Frieza uses this place has alloyed used in his forces armor. So potentially we will have maggots in armor?"

Zero was filling in the silence while waiting while also collecting more information on the situation. While waiting he did a few stretches, stretching out his arms, and his tail a bit, getting ready for dropping time.

The briefing included everyone but a single absentee. Nero was nowhere to be seen, and for him that was actually very odd behavior. He always silently obeyed every order and every regulation without so much as a small groan or complaint. For him to be late was a strange thing indeed. In actuality, he was in the ship's gym. It was here that soldiers trained, usually in sparring matches. The so-called dark elf - however - was alone. He always was. He made a habit of using the training facilities at times when he knew no one else would be present. The less he had to show his face, the better. So there he was, in the gym hanging on one of the bars completing what could easily have been his hundredth or thousandth rep doing chin-ups. His armor was - on this rare occasion - mostly taken off. The breastplate lay on a nearby bench along with his helmet, gloves, and boots.

In all honesty, Nero's presence at the briefings were not entirely necessary. The introverted soldier would just quietly obey orders regardless of what the actual mission was. And usually, his orders were almost always the same. His particular... skill set usually earned him the role of "meat shield" for someone else, since the Rylokian easily had the highest endurance and tolerance for pain than anyone else on the ship. Either that or he'd be ordered to flank the enemy position and ambush them from behind with his Ki Blades. Either way, both tasks were things he'd proven countless times to be very good at. There was little reason to have him do anything else, though he obviously would if given the order.

He spent a lot of off time in this gym. Where most other soldiers would spend their free time getting a drink, a meal, or even a woman from some shady brothel somewhere... Nero just toiled away in the gym, as if his training somehow needed to be constant and nonstop for some undisclosed reason. The truth was simply that he didn't know what else to do. The only instinct he had was to follow orders, and nothing else mattered. In essence, much of Nero's free time was spent simply waiting for new orders... him passing the time with little else but training and exercise.

The female was about to mention the plan but it seemed that Xylo was taking to his new role rather well, it made her think that he may have had experience of some kind? Either way it seemed that they were heading towards their drop pods, of which were starting to be prepped by the techs and set up for all of them to get ready to leave. Though while they were waiting the armored woman turned around to face the group and look them over to see if they were battle ready and also answer a few questions.

"It is possible that the people of the planet are dressed in left over or newly made armors, maybe even prototypes depending on how may of them are with the rebels. So to avoid confusion I suggest keeping in the same team until our leader speaks otherwise."

Tossing the tablet towards one of the techs she noticed the drop pods finally ready, and she started to turn and make her way towards her own but made sure she was along side of Xylo. "You know this is meant to be a suicide mission. Nothing but a distraction right?" Yuu whispered to him before listening for a answer and entering into her drop pod, settling the bulk of her armor into the cushioned seat of the sphere. Slowly the doors closed in on her, her face and a small golden glow showing from behind the visor of her helm, the excitement of battle, no matter what its purpose, was exciting.

Once everyone was within their pods they shot out of the ship at a intense speed towards the planet, burning brightly within the atmosphere of the planet as they made their decent! The skies above the planet were alight with blaster fire, heavy cannons fired blasts up into orbit, attempting to clip the pods, but they were far to small as they finally slammed into the ground! The sheer impact caused large craters that Decimated the small village that they landed within, kicking up a cloud of thick red dust.

The pods decent down to the planet inside one was Zero. He closes his eyes out feeling out the planet and while getting lost in thoughts, 'Why do they rebel when they will only die? They are weak they don't stand a chance against the forces of Frieza then why...no matter how many times this has happened everyone falls to Frieza. There is no choice, no freedom, there is only Frieza's will. Every rebellion is the same but yet I don't feel any hatred towards them. I envy them...but my freedom will never be...' Knocked from his thoughts as a cannon blast goes right by his pod.

Zero's eyes open as the pod his the ground and the impact threw away his thoughts now it was time for the mission. He punches the hatch open ripping the pod door off before the locks could disengage Zero had no real regard for the space pods and keeping them in one piece. He was told there were no limitations to this assault. The sooner he is out of his pod, the sooner he can start the mission and that is what matters.

Stepping up and out of pod he starts to build up energy getting ready to move out the moment the rest of the squad emerges. Looking to go at high speeds should the Slucks decide on a preemptive strike. Especially with his Frieza like appearance, which a whole wide variety of reactions can come from and a lot of them not good.

Garth stood up from his seat and cracked his knuckles. He was ready to beat some trash into oblivion if need be. Death was easier to deal onto others than a good beating though. He didn't need to hold back in that case and when Garth was at his full power he was, or at least felt, invincible. He waited his turn he wouldn't leave first he'd let the others see what was going on before he left the pod.
"Well what are we waiting for? A gift card? A warm welcome? Get out there and let's get our job done with. I'd like to not buy new clothes when we get back to the barracks." Garth grumbled showing off how little he thought of the situation.

Once everyone was within their pods they shot out of the ship at a intense speed towards the planet, burning brightly within the atmosphere of the planet as they made their decent! The skies above the planet were alight with blaster fire, heavy cannons fired blasts up into orbit, attempting to clip the pods, but they were far to small as they finally slammed into the ground! The sheer impact caused large craters that Decimated the small village that they landed within, kicking up a cloud of thick red dust.

While the red dust cloud hung in the air of the rocky canyon that the town laid within, it was all deathly silent. The people they were facing were no fools, as the village had long since been evacuated of the sluck that once lived here, leaving it nothing more than a ghost town. Though this did not mean that it did not hold a hint of danger, as a group of rebels were moving in on the pods location, aimming to catch them just as they were exiting their pods. Though the clouds covered their approach and no one of higher rank was there with a scouter to allow them to simply open fire, as they knew full well their blasters would not dent the pods.

Suddenly the cloud was pushed away by the escaping air of the pods as they started to open, allowing team Nox to exit. "Halts~~~ You are sssrounded!" As the hissing voice sounded out the poorly armed rebels, looking nothing more than civilians with blasters and bare bones armor, sprung their trap and at least twenty of them popped out of hiding to point their weapons towards the team. Their trigger fingers were awfully jumpy, nerves it seemed...



Grabbed the side of her pod as it opened, allowing her to pull herself out into the red canyon, her scouter helm pinging what it could, noticing the rebels but it was a little too late for that it seemed. Giving off a sigh as the group was surrounded she ignored what the rebels were saying and looked towards the others. "I think everyone knows their orders. Use your scouters, spread out to deal with them before coming back here. try to capture one alive." She commented, pointing her blaster towards the ground, giving a firm nod towards everyone and then firing! The blast from the attack sent out another cloud, but this time the rebels did not wait as a flurryof blaster fire, but unable to see them it was highly inaccurate.

"Try to capture one alive.", This order shocked Zero but it was clear slaughter them and keep one alive if possible. He grunts in acknowledgement to the orders. Zero then releases the energy stored in his body in a quick burst of speed, turning into a red blur like flash. Dashing up and out of the crater and towards the rebel forces. Trying to use his speed to use his quick burst of speed along with the dust cloud that got created to give him the element of surprise.

Zero rushing in literally head first into battle looking to gore one of the rebel soldiers with his horns, meanwhile using his other extremities to fight as well. Trying to use his tail to grab one of the soldiers looking to wrap his tail around someone's throat looking to get an advantage over two rebels. One he is hoping to kill the other he could possible take alive if not use as a meat shield from energy blasts. The plan seems simple in his head but that's it the Slucks can't keep up with his speed and if the quick rush from the dust cloud did its job.

"I make as many promises as I can keep. I won't make that one but I'll try." Garth grumbled as he put on the damnable purple scouter that he had to use in order to find his enemies. Taking off into the sky with a green swirl of ki behind him Garth began his strategy. He wasn't exactly fond of missions where he had to search and destroy. He much preferred the destroy aspect. It was so much more simpler if he could just point out his target and wipe them all off the map with a well orchestrated bomb shell. Hell most enemies could barely stand a punch from his let alone one of his more potent techniques. Life as a soldier was as thrilling as a box of already eaten chocolates. Regardless as soon as he made his way a reasonable distance into the air he opened his hand and extended his arm outward and unleashed a half dozen ki blasts in the general vicinity of where a group of rebels were located.