"You guys catch your breath." Tien said. "I'll take him." He charged forward, and despite Nappa's readiness, caught the brute off guard. Nappa struck downward, as if to shatter Tien with a single blow, but hit the ground instead. Shards of rock filled the air as Tien simply vanished.
Tien reappeared behind Nappa, low to the ground. He swung his leg around quickly to trip Nappa up and set him off guard. Nappa fell backwards and Tien began striking. He hoped saiyans had the same pressure points as humans. A jab here, a poke there, all designed to hit nerve clusters that, hopefully, put Nappa in a lot of pain.
Tien felt his hands swatted away as a fist the size of his head slammed into his stomach. Tien's vision blurred for a moment and he stumbled.
"Die!" Nappa roared as he raised his hand to Tien's face. Tien blinked, but the blast didn't come. He stared up at Nappa, who seemed to be straining. He couldn't move, Chiaoutzu had apparently paralyzed him. Tien knew that his little friend could not keep that technique up forever, so he reared back and kicked Nappa as hard as he could, sending the saiyan monster flying into a nearby rock formation. Stone exploded everywhere as Tien took a second to breathe.
I'm sorry, Mr. Tien. Came the little voice into his head. I couldn't let you die.
It's fine, Chiaoutzu. Tien reassured him.
"I don't know how you did that..." Came a growling voice. "But I'm gonna kill you for it!" He roared, sending shards of stone everywhere as his aura flared up again. He charged forward, death in his eyes.
Tien charged to meet him, as fast as he could. As soon as they neared one another, however, he flew through Nappa, vanishing as he did so.
Nappa turned around, this way and that, oblivious to his foe's location. He has no idea where I am, they can't sense auras at all, pass it along, Chiaoutzu. Tien floated there for a moment, considering his next course of action. The kikoho might work, but would leave him tired if it failed. Nappa appeared to be incredibly tough, so if it didn't work, he would be in grave danger. It wasn't time for that kind of technique, not yet, anyway.
Tien raised a finger into the air and concentrated his ki into a single point. The dodonpa, a penetrating blast, right through the heart. He'd seen Goku fight, he knew saiyans had the same basic vulnerabilities. A blast right to the heart would kill Nappa like it would any human. If only Nappa would stay confused a few moments longer.
"A-ha!" Nappa said, grinning upward. He spotted Tien's finger, and the energy concentrating there. Even though he couldn't sense it, he knew what the attack was meant to do. Pierce through his armor and flesh, and kill him. Tien pushed more energy into the attack, hoping Nappa couldn't close the distance in time.
Nappa flew upward, charging. Tien felt the energy peak, it was time. He extended his finger. "Dodonnnnnpaaaaa!" He roared, firing the blast dead center on Nappa's chest. Nappa, however, disappeared. The same trick Tien had pulled on him, twice.
Tien felt a breeze, the only indication of his foe's location, before he blacked out. A fist the size of a melon slammed into the back of Tien's head, sending him hurling to the ground. Nappa landed quickly and extended his hand towards the unconcious Tien, ready to finish him off.
"I don't think so!" He heard. His head turned slightly to the side, before it slammed back in the other direction. Disoriented, he felt fist after fist slam into him, too fast to deflect, too weak to hurt.
He raised his hands to defend himself, trying to deflect the blows. His vision finally correcting, he saw his foe. The long haired, scarred Earthling, with a scowl on his face.
Nappa began to deflect the blows, but couldn't manage an offense. For every strike he deflected, three more got through. He felt himself pushed backwards. Yamcha wasn't letting him get a moment to breathe.
"The hell is he doing?" Krillen asked himself, and then, his eyes widened. Bit by bit, Nappa's armor was weakening.
He ready? Yamcha said telepathically, to Chiaoutzu.
Yeah came the answer.
Nappa growled and took a swing, hitting nothing but empty air, his foe seemingly vanishing completely. All of those strikes, bewildering, and useless. What was that. all about?
"MAKKANKOSAPPOOOO!" Came the answer. Nappa turned towards the sound in time to see a blast, narrow and focused, coming straight for him. He went to move, but couldn't, the paralysis again.
Chiaotzu struggled to keep the monster in check, using all of his power. Nappa was the strongest foe he'd ever attempted to paralyze, and it was taking it's toll. He realized, too late that paralyzing the brute twice in a short time span would be too much of a strain.
I'm sorry... A quiet voice entered all of their heads, and they knew that the small warrior was out.
Nappa roared and jumped out of the way as soon as he felt the paralysis leave him. However, it wasn't fast enough. The blast hit his shoulder and punctured through his armor, tearing it away.
Piccolo grinned, Nappa's arm was too hurt to be of much use. Not dead, but certainly less dangerous.
Nappa turned and stared at Piccolo for but a moment, before charging. Piccolo dodged backwards as Nappa's fist struck the ground, narrowly missing Piccolo. Piccolo turned and kicked him in the head, but Nappa grabbed his leg and slammed him violently into the ground.
Piccolo roared as he felt a few ribs break. Nappa lifted him into the air and hurled him at a nearby rock formation, causing Piccolo to slam into it and crash through, scattering large stones like pebbles.
Gohan watched as his mentor flew around like a ragdoll, tiny fists clenched in rage.
"Stop hurting Mr. Picccolo..." He whispered.
Nappa flew towards the rocks and lifted Piccolo into the air by his head. He slammed his fist into Piccolo's stomach, repeatedly, growling.
"That hurt, you scum of a Namek, Hell's gonna be a relief compared to what I got in store for you!"
Gohan's aura spiked and he opened his eyes. They were filled with tears of sadness and rage. He screamed.
"STOP HURTING MR. PICCOLO!" He roared as he leaped into the air.