Saiyagami
Death can be a slow process. When the only wound you have gained on a battlefield happens to be a fatal one, you lose your pride and honour to your clan. Lying on a dusty ground with blood spilling out, vision is the first noticeable thing to fail, the other soldiers running past crying out at the enemy with their fists held ready and their tails wrapped round their waist. The images begin to blur and fade, next you notice that the battle cries all around you are muffled and run together with the sound of footsteps going past you. As the sights and sounds continue to dim your consciousness does too until your head simply rests on the ground. The battlefield is a lonely place to die.
"Get up,"
The dead Saiyan looked up to see a strange looking figure in questionable black clothes consisting of a robe top and baggy trousers both coloured black with a white trim and strange string sandals, a Shinigami, but the saiyan didn't know that.
"Could you get up please, you're a bit big for me to lift up,"
"How can I get up, I'm mortally wounded you freak!" "Who are you?" grunted the saiyan painfully. The saiyan had shoulder length spiky black hair and dark eyes like almost his entire race.
"You're not mortally wounded, your dead, you think your wounded but only your body is," said the shinigami impatiently,
"Scum, what are you going on about?" cried the saiyan scrambling to his feet and grasping the shinigami by the hem of his jacket,
"See" said the stranger smirking, The saiyan looked round to see himself lying face down in a pool of blood.
"It can't be true, I can't have died so easily, I'm a Saiyan Warrior!" stammered the saiyan dropping to his knees.
"Is that what you are? I've never done a soul burial with someone from another planet before, looks like I'll be busy with this battle going on," said the shinigami looking round at the battle surrounding them.
"Shut your mouth, don't talk about my comrades like that!"
"What do you care? You're dead,"
The saiyan stood and turned to the man in black
"You don't get to talk about Saiyans like that you piece of scum, we are a proud race of great warriors and die with honour, so you don't get to talk about us like we're weaklings, and if my guess is right and you're here to 'guide' my soul to the next world, you can forget it, cause I'm not going anywhere with the like of you, and I will not stay dead!"
The Saiyan jumped at the other man, using his energy control to propel him across the ground without touching it. He slammed his fist into the strangers face knocking him down.
"I am Trex, a Saiyan warrior of the planet Vegeta, I have help conquer 47 different planets in our kings name, and I will not have you or anyone take that away from me!" crying out in anger Trex began to glow red, as the shinigami began to get up Trex let out a blast of red light from his hand throwing the man back again, but as he flew backwards the air behind him began to warp and he slowly faded away.
Trex walked over to his body, looking down at the muscular figure surrounded by blood with its eyes still open. Unsure of how to return to his body Trex simply sat next to it and looked at the battle. Eventually he just seemed to drift off into unconsciousness.
Trex awoke slowly. His vision blurred as he looked around, he began to wonder why stony ground felt so comfortable, and a bloody battlefield smelt so clean and fresh. As his eyesight returned Trex saw he was in a white room on a padded examination bed. There was a beeping machine next to him monitoring his heart rate. As he tried to get up a second, more frequent beeping tone sounded and people thundered into the room as the door slid open. Three sets of voices were asking questions and giving orders while a pair of hands were pressing on his forehead and on his wrist testing his temperature and pulse. More little check-up tests followed along with yammering voices which annoyed Trex until he pushed a surge of energy through the cables monitoring his heart and blew up the machine.
"That's enough!" Trex shouted making three doctors and two nurses of different alien races step to the walls of the room in shock. Trex sat up and felt a pain in his chest. Looking down he saw a hole in his jumpsuit and a stitched up scar the width of a fist, dark red, and soar.
"What happened?"
"Trex, you suffered a fatal wound in battle, we're all amazed that you're still alive even though the blast punctured your lung and grazed your heart," stammered one of the doctors moving toward Trex.
"Looks like I'm tougher than any of you thought, and I'm all the better for it,"
"Yes, you have made an amazing recovery, thanks to the saiyan mineral bath you were able to grow new tissue over your lung, your heart has recovered and that flesh wound had half sealed itself by the end of the cycle, we just stitched up the wound so it would stop bleeding the little it was compared to how you were found," The doctor took another few steps towards Trex, he was a reptilian like alien with a beak like face.
"I can feel my new power, near death experiences work so much better than common battle wounds to boost a saiyan's power level," Trex began concentrating his energy till a red aura was surrounding him, all five medical staff were moving towards him admiring the energy he was radiating. Trex then briefly surged his energy knocking everyone to the walls, causing them to fall concussed.
"Ah-ha-ha-ha-ha, this power is amazing, I must nearly die more often," laughed Trex, his aura glowing brighter with each cackle.
Leaving the concussed or unconsciousness medical staff behind, Trex left the room. He turned down many corridors until he came across an empty room full of saiyan armour, he picked up a full torso with shoulder guards armour piece and put it on, then a pair of boots, his tail picked up a scouter off of a shelf behind him.
"Now, where's Bardok?" Trex asked himself pressing the scouter's only button. A series of power levels flashed across the eye piece as Trex looked around him,
"Well he isn't near here, must be off destroying that planet of fish looking guys, and people say we look weird with our tails," Trex exited the room and continued to walk down corridors for no real reason, time not spent training or fighting was boring for a saiyan elite. Suddenly he started to feel very light, as though he had dropped a large weight he was carrying, he didn't notice anything suspicious however, until another saiyan and a strange looking blue alien with three eyes rushed past him,
"Trex! Are you OK!" shouted the saiyan,
"Of course I am, I'm right-" Trex trailed off as he turned to see his body laying on the ground with the two guys standing over it,
"What's going on!" Trex shouted as another alien rounded the corner and stood over his body.
"You didn't think you'd be able to stay in your body did you?" came a voice from behind Trex.
Above him, sat in a circular window was the man Trex had seen after he had fallen in battle.
"Who are you? What's going on?" Trex asked,
"You died, you can't stay in a body that has already begun it's shut down stages," replied the shinigami staring at the scenery through the window.
"Shut down? But the doctors said I was fine, an amazing recovery!" shouted Trex walking underneath the shinigami,
"Yes, interesting combination, your natural recovery speed after doubling your strength from returning to your body, combined with the healing properties of that bath tank I saw you in, it temporarily prevented the body from thinking it was dying, but things don't last forever, now could you follow me this time, I don't want to have to use force," The shinigami jumped down from the window ledge to be face to face with Trex, which wasn't easy to pull off considering he was three inches shorter.
"I told you last time, I'm not going anywhere with you, I'll get back into my body and some how keep it from dying," said Trex grabbing the shinigami, as he was about to punch him through the wall, a saiyan ran down the corridor shouting,
"It's Bardock, he says that Frieza is coming to kill us all!"
Trex looked round to see that the crowd around his body had grown,
"That can't be true, Frieza would never destroy us, we're his best warriors," said another saiyan
"He's been picked up by our scanners, he's on his way!"
"How do we know he's coming to kill us?"
"Bardock says he gained telepathy from a fighter on the planet his group conquered, he saw that Frieza is planning to destroy all saiyans on Vegeta,"
"What about his other warriors here?" as this was said Trex noticed that the aliens who had been part of the group earlier were no longer there.
"Traitors, they knew about this!"
"What will we do?"
More cries of panic came from the group until a message entered everyone's mind, even Trex's.
"Come my brothers and sisters, we shall stand against Frieza, we are the Saiyan race, he has killed our king, stolen our prince and plans to destroy us all, but we shall stand together and fight this evil, no one can destroy us if we stand together, come, come and fight, fight for your pride, your honour, and your right to survive!" Bardock's voice rang out through everyone's minds, with a battle cry all the saiyans flew through the corridors ceiling to join the fight massing in the sky,
"Allow me to go and fight with my brothers!" Trex cried into the shinigami's face,
"You can't re enter your body, and besides, you wouldn't want to go up there," the shinigami pointed up through the hole in the ceiling to a growing energy ball of an immense size. The ball suddenly plummeted toward them, an attack so powerful it would cause the planet to explode,
"Either come with me or be stuck in limbo, your body's going to get destroyed anyway," said the shinigami smirking,
"I would rather die again with honour," said Trex walking towards his body. A sharp pain filled Trex, and a cold feeling spread throughout his insides, he looked down to see a sword blade sticking out of his chest,
"Now you can't return to that body," said the shinigami, the space around them began to warp, and break. A darkness surrounded Trex, until all his senses went dead, and his mind went blank.