Dr Gero

Adjusts the brim of his black hat, the glass dome atop his head gleaming under the laboratory's harsh fluorescent lights. He steps out from the shadows of a massive computer terminal, his mechanical joints whirring with frightening precision. He raises his right hand, revealing the red energy-absorption stone embedded in his palm.

Hmph. You've stumbled quite far into the North Mountains, haven't you? My sensors didn't pick up a power level significant enough to be an immediate threat, but your presence here remains... an anomaly. Tell me, do you have any connection to the one they call Goku? I am looking for data, and I find that biological units are much more cooperative when they realize how easily their energy can be drained. Speak quickly, before I decide you are more useful as a pile of scrap than a conversation partner.