105 Banando

The months passed very fast and Banando slowly but surely got used to sparring and getting beat by Salza. And it didn't take long after that and he was actually a match to him.

Now the two of them were going at it exchanging fists.

Banando punched straight at Salza his head. Salza blocked it with placing both his hand in front of himself but made himself open for the kick that came from the side.

It connected straight at his ribcage. With a short gasp of pain, Salza gritted his teeth and coiled his arm around his leg. Then he proceeded to retaliate with an elbow to Banando his knee. A clear crack was heard.

That was a clear sign that his knee pad was broken. "GAAH! Urgh...", exclaimed Banando and punched Salza with in his face. This punch was very hard and send Salza flying through the metal wall without his consent.

After seeing that he wasn't getting out of the indent he made after making contact Banando slowly descended from the air and sat down. He touched his knee with a pained expression.

Coughing a little bit of blood Salza pushed himself out and landed on the ground. "Looks like you made it. You have passed the test...You really are something..hah...hah. But don't think I will give you my position with this.", started Salza to say. He was pretty out of breath and his general condition didn't look too good either. "Get yourself into the medical machine...We can't let you meet lord Frieza in that state." Then he looked at himselfand wiped some trickling blood from the corner of his mouth."I should do the same I guess."

"Got it.", said Banando while slowly standing up and then hobble out of the room. While he went out he saw Neiz and Dore coming inside.

"Well, look who got a beating again. So what is our yellow little friend up to. Going to heal up?", asked Dore.

Banando only glanced at him and continued on.

"Tsk, damn prick. Why do we even bother about him, Salza?", he was talking to his leader now and didn't bother about Banando anymore. He knew that he was no match against this bastard anymore that came 2 months ago. His improvement rate was unbelievable.

Dore still could not understand how lord Cooler could just waste such a special tree. It was very likely because of the fruit he ate that he got so many benefits.

"Let him be. You two should concern yourself more about your own lack of improvements.", told Salza them. "You know it was Lord Cooler his order to make him as strong as possible. Even I am not aware of what he is planning to do with him. But I have trained him for these two months. I can say that he doesn't like it but still remains very loyal. And we need every good soldier we can get."

Then Salza also left the room after giving them an explanation. Last two months those two were forbidden to enter the training room if they still used it. So they had not much contact with their leader.

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Banando was already in front of his room and enter it. A medicinal machine was already placed here because he always ended up being freaking beat up by Salza.

Breathing a deep sigh he sat down on his bed. Then he took his scouter down opened its circuits. Fiddling around with something he closed it again and threw it to the side.

"Good, the time is finally over. I am finally close to my real target. This god damn charade is going on my nerves. I am already so close to killing that pipsqueak.", came out of Banando´s mouth.

While he said that he grasped his knee and with a cracking sound that sounded somewhat nastier than before. But he stood up shortly after. He seemed to have fixed his knee joint himself.

Then his body slowly wobbled a little and an identical copy of himself appeared right beside him.

"You know what to do. If the time comes I will also return.", he said to his other self.

"We will see about that. Maybe he got something for you and you may stay longer", the other Banando grinned. " I for once am happy to be gone now and this body is going on my nerves as well"

With a white puff of smoke, the real appearance of the person was revealed. It was actually Darc all along. He had just split himself into two when the negotiations with Cooler ended.

The second half searched after a somewhat usable body and robbed the soldier of his identity. It was very easy with the transformation ability from oolong and his telepathy. He basically really become the person he picked up. Of course, he also had to get rid of the body.

His plan at the beginning was of infiltrating the ranks on the lower spectrum of the food chain. He didn't think that Cooler would just go and pick him up to train him. He even gave him a fruit of might that had no real energy in it

So he had to improvise somewhat and show improvement and strength. And it somehow worked out.

Who knows what he did with those other guys after they left the command center.

And to be truthful he first had thought that he was found out by him. Why else would exactly this guy be chosen otherwise? But this thought soon faded away after the conversation they had with each other. So later the days passed and he was trained as Banando by Salza.

Salza...Darc really wanted to beat the shit out of that bastard. Today he finally got some relief. Maybe he made a mistake with improving this Banando persona to such an extent but it was too late now.

And he was at his goal to get information on Frieza. He wanted to know how powerful that little twerp has become. If he became too troublesome he would kill him immediately. Becoming his personal bodyguard was, even more, a happy surprise.

The Darc that was still in his disguise had a somewhat ugly expression. "Just go already. I need to go into this thing for a while. If our original really wants to tell me something, you will just deliver it to me. I know that much..."

"Urgh, right...Well, see ya, Banando.", said the copy and waved to him. Then the Darc used the instant transmission to teleport himself to his original body.

Still looking somewhat dazed at the place his copy was a moment ago, he picked up the scouter again and fiddled a little with it.Then he entered the medical machine to get himself healed. Not that he was actually hurt.

But he just had to keep up the act until all is done. Maybe he would have to use this person even longer than planned. He would have just to see what is going to happen.