Selu Versus Bojack—Renkai’s Mecha Unit Faces the Cosmic Pirates’ Arrogance

The plateau buzzed with uneasy calm, the Z Fighters and Kaios savoring a fleeting respite as Capsule Corp's transport plane unloaded crates of food and drink. Renkai lounged on a recliner, flanked by his mecha unit—Siru, Silu, and Selu—while Bulma coordinated the feast. "BoJack's gang'll take a bit to get here," he'd told her, voice lazy. "Prep some grub to keep us entertained." She'd nodded, phone in hand, and now the group dug in, tension simmering beneath the clatter of plates.

Less than an hour passed when the sky darkened, a sleek universe ship piercing the clouds. It touched down with a hiss, its shadow stretching over the gathered warriors. "BoJack!" King Kai barked, his restored form tensing beside his fellow Kaios. The hatch slid open, a ramp extending, and five figures emerged—pirate-clad cosmic marauders, led by a hulking brute with wild hair and a sneer.

BoJack's laugh rolled like thunder. "Hiding on this backwater rock, huh? Took some hunting, you four old relics! That energy spike tipped us off—didn't expect you'd be here!" The clash with Cell had drawn them, a beacon of billions in combat power luring the gang to Earth.

"Once I gut you Kaios, this planet's dust—then your Grand Kai's next!" BoJack roared, his crew—Zanjia, Gogoa, Buchin, and Bido—cackling in chorus.

Vegeta's fists clenched, pride flaring. "You dare ignore me, the Saiyan Prince?!" His voice cracked with fury, BoJack's arrogance a personal slight.

Renkai, sprawled in his chair, tapped his detector. BoJack: 3.5 billion. Zanjia: 2 billion. Gogoa: 1.8 billion. Buchin: 1.7 billion. Bido: 1.7 billion. Southern Kai: 15,000. Eastern Kai: 5,000. Western Kai: 3,500. King Kai: 3,500. He snorted, mock pity on his face. "All that bravado, and you're weaker than Perfect Cell? Pathetic." He glanced at King Kai. "How'd you seal this clown with your measly ten-thousand max?"

King Kai grinned sheepishly. "Sealing's all we could manage—couldn't beat him outright." Renkai nodded, picturing a Mafuba-like trick—cunning over strength.

Goku leapt up, golden aura flaring. "We won't let you trash Earth!" The Z Fighters rallied—Gohan, Piccolo, Trunks—faces set with resolve. BoJack sneered, raising a hand. "Scum, shut it!" A qigong wave blazed toward Goku, who swatted it aside as a Super Saiyan, the blast carving a kilometer-wide crater in the dirt.

BoJack's eyes narrowed, amused. "Hiding power, eh? Warming up with you might be fun before the real revenge." His gang smirked, ready to pounce.

Goku's fists tightened, battle lust rising—until Renkai's voice cut through. "Enough dawdling. Goku, stand down—my mecha unit's got this."

"Please, Renkai—let me fight him!" Goku begged, palms pressed together. Vegeta snarled, "Kakarot, don't be a fool!" He yanked Goku back with Trunks' help, fear of Renkai's wrath outweighing pride.

BoJack's gaze shifted to Renkai, irritation flaring. "Who're you, lounging like this is a picnic?"

"Your end," King Kai shot back, confidence surging. "Renkai's the one to bury you!"

BoJack laughed, incredulous. "This guy? I'll slaughter him and his pets first—then you'll see nightmares!" Zanjia, orange hair swaying, giggled. "Why bother with a dead man's words, boss?"

Vegeta's face twisted again. "Ignoring us again?!" But the others—save Goku's lingering regret—welcomed Renkai's move, trusting his might.

Renkai grinned at Cell and Silu. "You two—time to feast." Their mouths watered, eyes locked on BoJack's crew, drool pooling. BoJack frowned. "What's he babbling about?"

"Selu," Renkai said, ignoring him, "want a shot?"

Freshly minted, Selu stepped forward, bowing. "Lord Renkai, I'm new—please, let me prove myself!" Selu: 200 million (first stage). His eagerness crackled, a stark contrast to Siru's 4.2 billion calm.

"Go for it," Renkai replied, voice flat. Selu's face lit up. "Thank you, Lord Renkai!" The Z Fighters exchanged glances—BoJack's fate sealed in their minds.

BoJack sized up Selu, smirking. "Gogoa, test this spotted freak." Gogoa, second only to Zanjia at 1.8 billion, cracked his knuckles. "Watch me, boss!" He charged, evil grin splitting his face, energy coiling in his fists.

Selu locked eyes, stance steady—then vanished. A blur too fast for BoJack's crew to track, his tail needle gleamed as the air split. Gogoa's pupils shrank, his bravado faltering as Selu's shadow loomed.

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