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/ The story of Ka'an
/ Author: The Cowboy of Oklahoma
/ Pt2: Her Return
/ word count: 1,528
I spent some time amongst the inhabitants of this world, Earth they called it, a few years maybe. Most were simple minded, some were glory seekers, Mr. Satan, was such a being. Using his fame as a top ranked 'martial artist,' it's called, to get what he wanted, a show boat I thought if him. I did find some who were interesting, powerful individuals that could put even this famed fighter to shame. I befriended a few, I was, different from them, but similar in a way. This is what happened to me there.
My name is John Smith, I'm a semi tall human male with black hair, brown eyes and a long black tail with a white tip. I don't remember my life before I woke up in a small ravine. I'm not very strong, but I am fast. I can run nearly as fast as the other warriors can fly. Then one day, while sparring with one of the female warriors, Kumika sister to Goku, and she was powerful. It wasn't a terribly long fight before I was knocked out, but then something happened, something strange. Memories from deep within me flooded forth, flashes of bodies, screams, death and destruction all around me! Something found a crack in my lost memories, and darkness began seeping through.
I was frightened, unsure of what this evil from within me was doing. Anything I touched with my bare hands began to dissolve as if it was melted by acid. So I sought help from this world's smartest person, one Bulma Briefs. Doing some tests, she determined that the only thing that may help was a special water found somewhere called, Kamis' Place. She, and Kumika I fought with earlier, helped me go to a tower high in the clouds, where the liquid was at that could help me. They were too late.
Bulma went inside, Kumika stayed with me, trying to keep me calm, but I was wracked with pain and convulsions. Something was tearing me up from inside, something dark and malevolent. Just as Bulma was returning with the liquid, my body suddenly stopped shaking. My breathing slowed and evened out. We had surfaced again, and we were famished. They reached for us, trying to make us drink some sort of magical potion. We did not let them.
Grabbing the arm of one we knew as Bulma, before she could make us drink it. She yelped in pain as we began to feed on her essence. Kumika made us let go, we were still too weak. We took the potion with us so it could not be used against us. We tried lunging at them again but Kumika knocked us from the tower. Free falling the whole way, we slammed into the ground below. This did not kill us, but we needed to feed, to restore our energy. This world has many living creatures here, some were close enough for us to absorb them. Once we healed and could stand, we opened our senses to detect where we were.
We began walking to the nearest source of power we could sense. A group of these humans, one had a scar across his face, with long dark hair. They were laughing, unaware of our presence. Until we drew closer, then the one with a scar turned in our direction, shouting at us. Our eyes began to glow red like blood, our senses could taste the essence of these beings. One of them was stronger than the others, but he was still far beneath us. Saying nothing, we grabbed the closest one and began to absorb him. He struggled, his friends joined in to make us let go. We've seen this before, we hurt one of them, their kind rushes us to help their own, we are expecting it.
Moments later, as the last one fell to our hunger, his body going limp as we took in all his essence, he squeaked out a word with his last breath, a name we've heard from here before, Goku. We delighted in the anguish we rot. Now we could fell more of them, they were not far from us. We knew this place, our body has been living here without our control for a short time. West City. We made our way towards the city, we knew Bulma lives here, so we decided to pay her a visit. We got near her home, we stood out front for a moment, deciding on how we would torture them for our amusement. We did not get the chance.
A gruff voice came down behind us, we turned to see the pompous saiyan prince, Vegeta. He was none to happy about our recent exploits. Smiling we turned on him, a battle ensued. He was strong, but we were just biding our time. As we fought, I was slowly absorbing some of his essence. Whenever we made contact, whenever he would punch us, kick us, or shoot a ki blast, we would absorb a portion of his energies. We feigned weakness, until we didn't need to anymore. He caught on to our ruse, held back so as to not lose any more of his energy. We told him of our intentions, what we will do to his family. How we would kill them, he went into a rage and attacked us again in vain.
We built our own ki attack, Dark Sphere Blast, it would absorb any energy fired at it. We set it to slowly creep onto the buildings of his home. It would eventually devour them all! If he tried to run, to go get help but if he left, our attack would remove his home, family, happiness from complete existence. He wouldn't even remember them. His fear was radiating off of him now. We knew of the Dragon Balls, they would do no good to return what had never existed. Vegeta tried to stop the attack, but he could not touch it.
We formed a black liquid in our hands, we called it Dark Wave, and splashed it onto him. It immediately disappeared off him, and he thought nothing of it. But now, each time he would charge a ki blast and direct it towards us, the energy would immediately dissipate and flow into the Sphere. We were winning, by himself he could not hold us off any longer. He called out for help, for any other warrior to assist in his struggle, Kumika found us. She was not as powerful as him, but that did not matter, they used a strange maneuver we had not see coming, for we had not seen it before, Fusion. They did some sort of strange dance, then touched fingers and a blinding light shone all around. What emerged from the light was a shock to us, we never suspected to see her again, our enemy, Vukima!
Our hated enemy had somehow returned! We could not believe our eyes! No one has ever escaped our existence before! We were still weakened from being hidden for so long. These lowly saiyans were nothing to us, merely biting insects. Even in our state, they were no match for us, but her, we were no match for her as we are now. Moving quickly, she got behind us, stole the vial, and used the sacred water from the tower on us. The water burned our insides, we could feel the tear forming in our..., my mind. We were separating back into the Darkness, and Ka'an. This stopped the attack in its tracks, though it did not dissipate. The darkness swiftly fled from my body and into the sphere itself hiding from any others touch, then began moving it towards its intended victims again.
I was myself again, the memories still fresh on what I had just done, and what the darkness was still attempting to do. I was the only one left to stop it. Standing, a golden aura surrounding my body, I grabbed the sphere, stopping it's advance and lifting it over my head. She was here, the love I once knew yet never took for my own. I could not look at her, not after what I had done to her, to so many other beings. We were finally able to say our goodbyes. I opened a Rift between dimensions and I took the darkness into it, for I now held control over all the powers the darkness had, and disappeared with it.
Vukima released the hold on both Vegeta and Kumika, dispelling the fusion sooner than it is intended. As they stood looking at the rift as it closed, they questioned what just happened. It was if they were not in control of their own actions or words. They had seen what had unfolded, but it was like an out of body experience. Who was the other presence that held control over their shared body? Why did they feel such deep love and then despair after John left? What had just transpired? These thoughts were pushed aside as Bulma and the children emerged from the rubble of the destroyed house running to their father and husband.