Dragon Ball Super +PLUS+
PART 7
XVIII
"MAN! I am so bored!" Goku said, itching to train or do something productive. Vegeta barred him from watching while he trained Cabba, and Kale refused to train until Caulifla woke up. The food here was terrible compared to home as well. "I thought I would never say this, but I wish I was farming right now."
Looking out the window, he could feel Cabba almost disappear entirely. Goku smiled as he figured that Vegeta finally got him to do it. And in only 2 days. Maybe he was a better teacher then he gave him credit for. He would be fine. It was very clear, the Saiyans on this planet did not hide their power. When they were stopped by the soldiers when they got here, they thought Goku and Vegeta were up to no good by hiding their power, so it must not be a common thing around here.
It's funny, Goku thought, ever since Vegeta started controlling his power, he had really closed the gap between the two of them. He can't imagine, not ever getting a bit of training his whole life, and ending up as strong as him. If it weren't for Master Roshi, and Kame, and King Kai, He WOULD be the low class Saiyan like Vegeta says.
Off in the distance, a blinding golden light began to emanate, as he felt Cabba's power skyrocket at a ridiculous rate for the kid. "Wow, would you look at that." He said, "Man, he is a quick learn." Cabba's power was incredible, but what was more incredible, is Goku could feel he was sitting on more, and he had only begun to learn to tap into his true Super Saiyan power.
Moments later, he felt a small tremor and the sky begin to darken, as he felt Cabba begin to power up. His power had grown a ton in the past 2 days. He wasn't quite as strong as Gohan was against Cell, but he was getting there. That was Great! It wouldn't be enough to face off against a Buu creature, but if he could maybe master Super Saiyan 2, he would be able to hold his own long enough for maybe the 3 of them to team up and take it out. It really was their best shot.
Looking off, he could see, even though it was a few miles away, a glowing golden figure, standing in the middle of a field. Moments later though, the tremors returned, but this time, they were different. They were not coming from the field a few miles off. They were coming from right here. The palace. He felt a great swell of power, and instantly ran to find its source. As things fell off counters and walls, cracks forming, people were panicking in the building, fearing an attack. Tracing the source of the power, the closer he got, the more familiar it became, before he entered the Med Bay.
There was fluid, puddled all over the floor, shards of glass and bits of wire and machine. As he slowly entered the room, the tremors had stopped, but the damage was clear. Everything not tied down had fallen, the bay was a complete mess. The lights flickered all over, cracks on the wall, and at the end of a line of healing chambers, a broken, drained chamber, with Caulifla climbing out. The metallic vest that had been covering her body had mostly ripped down the middle, covering what it needed with aid of her soggy hair draped down her shoulders and front. Goku shielded his eyes, before realizing, she was covered by undergarments below the waste. As he slowly entered the room, she looked down at him, her eyes, clear with purpose. She was angry. "You?" she said for a moment, surprised to see Goku, before returning to her purpose, "Where is he."
Back on the field with Vegeta, Cabba, and the King, the three looked back at the palace, where the Tremors had originated. The King stood up and prepared for a battle, "That is a Saiyan's power." He said "Its Massive."
Vegeta looked intently at the palace. It wasn't Kakarot's and it wasn't that berserk Saiyan, and through process of elimination, he realized who it was. They could see a blistering bright white light flash off in the distance near the Palace, before approaching at breakneck speeds, landing with incredible authority. Caulifla, hair, now air dried, was clothed in a long medical robe, tied tightly at the waste. Her eyes were on fire as she stared at Cabba. Glowing Golden with power, he was still unnerved by the look of pure evil in her eyes. Whatever emotion seething through her, it was not pure.
"How," she said, looking at him. Teeth clinched tightly. "How did you get so strong!" she ordered an answer, causing Cabba to smile and put his hands up to try and calm her down.
"Whoa, whoa, it's just training. I can show you…" She growled as she approached him with violent intent.
"NO!" she said, stopping and planting her feet firmly in the dirt. "I will show you. I may have nearly died, but with my recovery, I will have grown more powerful than ever! MORE POWERFUL THEN YOU! MORE POWEFUL THEN ANYONE!" Her rage was terrifying. Winds all around her had begun to swirl as the sky became dark. Clouds forming, lightning raging. The Tremors of before were replaced with legitimate earthquakes. Cracking the ground beneath them. As Goku and Kale arrived, they could see the fiery female ready to attack. As her Aura ignited, it was enraged. Blasting sparks of energy all around. Vegeta and the King both retreated from the two of them. Cabba, looking back at them, upset they were just leaving him there. With her teeth gnashing, and mouth wide open to the point her gums were showing. She pooled all of her rage, her pent up emotion, and drew it out. The pressure was incredible, all nearby had to shield their eyes with their arms to prevent being struck by debris. Kale lost her footing and nearly flew off before Goku caught with a smile and giggle and helped her to her feet.
Caulifla's dark hair began to stand, her eyes, turning green, and with a loud crashing sound, like two bolts of thunder colliding, golden energy burst out of her, as she Transformed into a Super Saiyan. The lightning intensified, and her Aura became an incredible blaze. All around her, she began to be surrounded by large bolts of blue electricity. Her energy output was incredible, it created a low hum from all the static buildup in the air. Large chunks of earth broke off and began hovering into the air, before breaking into smaller pieces. The light coming off of Caulifla was almost blinding. Her clenched gnashing teeth opened wide, and with a piercing scream, Golden streams of power surrounded her, causing an explosion of immense pressure, vaporizing the dirt below her, causing her to sink deeply into a crater, which then focused the energy coming off of her into a cone, shooting upwards and with another loud electric crash, everything stopped.
Cabba took another step back, as he could feel small, synchronous vibrations, that grew stronger and stronger as Caulifla began stomping her way slowly out of the crater and towards Cabba's direction. Lips of golden flame and violent sparks were flying off of her, as she slowly walked towards him.
Stopping a few feet, standing square, her eyes, clear with purpose, body at the ready, and face scrunched with hate, announced to him, "Fight me."
"Wha…." Before he could even get the word out of his mouth, she disappeared with great speed racing towards him only appearing moments before swinging her right arm right at his face. Cabba Quickly tilted his head back, avoiding her strike by an inch. He could feel the immense energy and pressure she was giving off with that strike, but before he could even think, she swung her left leg at him, forcing him to leap backwards a few steps as she swung with her right leg, and then placed her hands atop her head, grasped together, swinging for a clubbing blow. With each swipe, she seemed to be getting closer and closer to striking him, but he kept dodging. She continued to volley, and he continued to dodge, staying not only on the defensive, but on the retreat. Planting her right foot into the ground, digging in almost a foot, she launched herself even faster after him with a great blast of energy behind her.
As this was going on, Goku and Vegeta looked at each other with a great smile. They were about to get a show.
Cabba shot backwards like a rocket, leaving a trail of Ki behind him as he tried to outrun her, but it was pointless. As her golden, sparking Ki chased after, she finally caught up to him, who was still pointed at her, and she began to start swinging her fists and kicks again. As the two swirling, swerving and competing trails of light shot across the land, boulders, land and foliage all were torn up and left with deep intersecting trenches.
Cabba needed to try and get, even on the defensive, as he was still trying to just get out of her warpath long enough to get his bearings. Knocking away her punches and Kicks, she just came back more and more ferociously, before he found an opening, covered himself by crossing his arms, and firmly planting his feet in the ground before violently blasting straight up at the sky, causing Caulifla to fall back. With an open moment, Cabba shot off in the opposite direction behind her, hoping the change of direction would slow her down enough he would be able to put up maybe a solid defense.
"NO YOU DON'T" she announced loudly, as she wildly blasted off with all her might right after him, causing an enormous cratering concussive blast, leveling everything in 100 yards.
"You leave me no choice then!" Cabba yelled back. Changing direction one more time, he shot right at her to try to take her off guard, but her mouth changed from rage to eagerness, as she smiled widely at the challenge. The two, throwing blows with their right hands met, and with an explosive force of their two blasts, several nearby trees snapped, and rocks cracked. The two began trying to put a massive blow on the other, separated, flying off long enough to get major momentum again and then back at each other. Each crash against each other was a thunderclap, more and more deafening as they became intent at knocking down the other.
Caulifla came back again with a hard right, and Cabba, expecting It reached out with his left hand and grabbed her wrist. Angrily, she swung with her left which he caught in his palm.
"Caulifla! Stop!" He yelled at her, now that he thought he restrained her.
"NEVER!" She yelled, and then her right hand opened, creating a massive red ball of energy that blasted Cabba, before taking advantage of the situation, charging with all the momentum she could muster and driving both of her feet to his torso, shooting him like a meteor to the surface. As he struck, the impact shook the land, and a mushroom cloud formed. "GET UP!" She screamed, without even being able to see past the dust and smoke. Placing her arms out to her side, spiral red energy formed as she began throwing volleys of violent Ki at the epicenter of the cloud of smoke, causing it to grow more and more with each thunderous explosion. Finally, she charged up both for several seconds, placed it above her head in a swirling ball of Ki and threw it with massive force, "CRUSH CANNON!" she yelled as the blast of Ki connected causing a ridiculous explosion. Kale, The King, and even Goku and Vegeta had to retreat its energetic force.
As the smoke began to clear, Goku looked at Vegeta, and the King looked at the two of them, seemingly concerned. What had gotten into her, and did she just kill Cabba?
Hovering in the sky, above the smoke cloud, as the breeze began to move it away to reveal the damage she caused. Caulifla's mouth was gaping as she forced more and more air into her system. Sweat poured from her forehead, and she was wincing as she tried to regain her composure. "That's right. That's what you get for challenging me as the most powerful…" She stopped before she could complete the thought.
As the smoke cleared, standing tall in the middle of a large divot in the planet's surface, was Cabba. A trickle of blood streaking down out of the corner of his mouth, but otherwise, he seemed no worse for wear. Spitting the blood out to his side, and wiping his cheek, he looked up at her, with resolve.
Crouching for a second to power back up, he then shot up so fast, Caulifla couldn't move. Within an instant, it seemed, he was behind her and with his hands clasped together to form a massive double fist, he pounded down at her, connecting with such an explosive force, she shot at ground, impacting before she could fully catch herself.
For however short she had been content with her performance, it had been replaced with that anger again. As she pushed up and got to her feet, she turned, but before she could react, her eyes went wide and thousands of meteoric blasts of yellow Ki whistled their way right at her. She didn't have the time to escape or defend. She threw her arms up over her head and took the explosive bombardment head on. For the next 15 seconds, Cabba continued to volley the blasts at her, knowing he caught her off guard, before letting the smoke clear.
Caulifla was nowhere to be seen, just a pile of rubble. As Caulifla's arm burst out of the rubble and she angrily pulled herself out, she quickly got to her feet to face Cabba, but as she turned in his direction, he was gone. "What!?" She yelled out, turning around, looking for him.
"I'm here," He quietly said from directly behind her, standing confidently. With an angry swipe she turned around and went for a massive blow before he ducked and uppercut her in the stomach. She bent over and instinctively grabbed at her midsection with most of the air expunged from her system. Realizing she was defenseless, she held her stomach with her left hand and attempted to attack Cabba with her right, before he swatted it away, and punched her in the side of the face, knocking her to the ground. "That's enough Caulifla, give it up."
"Never…" she began as she tried to lunge at him, but he again swatted away her attack and began to volley punches and kicks at her, beating her back. Every attempted strike she made was just another opening for him to punch her first.
Kale, watching this grew concerned and angry. Goku, standing next to her could sense it as her power swelled and she began moving in their direction. He placed both his hands on her shoulders, "It's Ok, Promise." She couldn't watch, and had to look away.
With every punch and kick, Caulifla's power faded more and more. Laying on the ground, Cabba walked up to her, "Please, stop this, it's over. C'mon, stop fighting me." She tried to catch her breath, and showed signs of relaxing. As he approached, he could see this and he too put his defenses down. Just then she grabbed a full fist of dirt and threw it into his eyes and then starting throwing punches at him, connected several times before He grabbed her arm, strong armed her, and finally getting angry, he raised his fist for the finishing blow.
A deep voice yelled off in the distance, "ENOUGH! BOTH OF YOU!" The king of Sadala calling them off. In that moment, Cabba and Caulifla stared at each, eye to eye, Caulifla's arm twisted, and held like in a vice by Cabba, with his hand raised, aimed at her face for the finishing strike. As Cabba pushed Caulifla's arm out of his grip, and backed away slowly, Caulifla could see his disappointment in her. His face, covered with dirt, eyes piercing, wondering what had gotten into her. Caulifla relaxed her power, causing her wild golden hair to fall back to its normal black spikes. Cabba, held for several seconds longer, before relaxing, and powering out of Super Saiyan.
The King walked up to the two of them, as Kale came running past him and checked on Caulifla, "Are you Ok Sis?"
"I'm fine" she said, wiping dirt off of her face, Getting to her feet. As the 3 Saiyan's stood in a line as the King Approached, he eyed them up and down. Cabba, worn and dirty, Kale, timid and upset, and Caulifla wearing a ruined rag of a robe, barely covering her up, bleeding all over and battle damaged.
Looking them over left to Right, he gave his impression, "You three are our last best hope to survive the coming storm. And yet, when I look at you, I see a three scared children. A coward of a man, a scared little girl, and a sad brat throwing a temper tantrum." The three of them dropped their heads in shame. "How can any of you ever expect to overcome the greatest foe you've ever faced, if you can't even overcome yourselves." He looked over at Goku and Vegeta and then back at the 3 of them. "See Prince Vegeta of Universe 7, one Saiyan has no Pride, another with too much. But one thing all 3 of these Saiyan's share, is their lack of honor." As he walked across the battlefield back towards Goku and Vegeta, dark red cape flowing, he stopped close, "You honor all of us with your lessons, but I fear if this is the best we have, we may not be worth it." Glancing back at the 3, he could see Cabba, who was ashamed, but behind the same, he could sense something deep inside of him building. Walking further away, he closed his eyes and Focused on the boy, "Cabba," he said before he strolled off towards the palace.
After what seemed like an eternity went by, Goku walked up and broke the tension, "Well, I don't know about you guys, but I'm starving! Whose hungry?" The three of them looked up to him, Cabba and Caulifla wiping tears from their eyes, as they nodded.
An hour later, the 5 of them were all cleaned up, hanging out in the quarters King Sadala had prepared for Goku and Vegeta. With a mound of food on the table, the 5 Saiyans ate quietly, Goku and Vegeta, only stopping to choke down the grossest bits. It had been over 2 days since Vegeta ate, making even this rotten tasting crap slide down that much easier. Caulifla, who was dressed in her usual outfit of pink tube top and purple pants (with the exception of bandages on her face and arms), was as ravenous as Goku when it came to chomping down food. Between bites, she looked over to Vegeta, and after gulping down a massive hunk of meat, "So when are we going to start that same training you gave Cabba?"
"Forget it," Vegeta responded without hesitation or even looking away from his food.
"FORGET IT!" Caulifla questioned, "What do you mean, 'forget it?'
"I can't train you, you have no discipline, you're too impatient." She was speechless, "besides," he said with a smirk towards Goku, "Didn't you want this clown to teach you Super Saiyan 3?"
She gritted her teeth, and then huffed back, "fine, I don't want your stupid training anyways. When I become a Super Saiyan 3, I will be the most powerful warrior in the universe!" Vegeta just smirked and let out a laugh. "What's so funny!" She barked back.
"Kakarot, why don't you tell her," he said back over to him across the table.
Goku almost choked on his food before Caulifla stood up from the table "WHAT! What aren't you telling me!?" She yelled at him as he pounded his chest to get the meat out of his esophagus.
"The Creature you fought against, was its skin like rubber, and could reform itself from any injury?" Goku asked her, who may have had a slightly better memory then Kale's.
"Yeah, SHE," she corrected him from 'it,' "was blasted into a thousand bits, and then, all the bits came together and she just, reformed, like she hadn't taken any damage at all!"
"I was afraid of that," he said, looking over to Vegeta, who nodded back.
"How did you know?" Caulifla asked, sitting back down.
"We had a creature in our universe, just like this one. It was strong, took everything we had to defeat it, and then some," While Goku thought he was being somber, the 3 of them felt almost a bit of relief of the knowledge this thing could be defeated. "But," Goku interrupted their relief, "When I fought it, I was a Super Saiyan 3, and I was no match," Caulifla was stunned. Cabba stood up, and Kale looked over intently, fear in her eye.
"How," Cabba started, "How did you win?"
Looking over to Vegeta with a smirk and a thumbs up, Vegeta looked back, shared the grin and responded, "As a team."
XIV
Deep in the reaches of space, a group of Space Pirates were sitting on moon that was an old outpost for the Freiza force. As they sat around a camp fire, chomping down on the leg of a beast they had just roasted, the 5 of them were counting their valuables they got from plundering the abandoned base. The leader, with a boar looking face and tusks for bottom teeth, snarled at the bag in front of him as he chewed through the tough sinewy burnt flesh. "These raids aren't as profitable as they used to be," doing calculations in his head on what he could fetch for some of these components.
A burly man, sitting across from the fire with long orange hair in a Mohawk, braided in the back, and wearing a patchwork Saiyan/Freiza force like armor just kicked at his bag, "yeah, and not as fun neither," he said with almost a blank stare behind his eyes.
A wiry, bug like green creature with two large bug eyes sticking out from either side of his face turned one of his eyes over to the Boar looking creature, "Chop, where to next? We are way out here in the middle of nowhere. There is nothing else out here."
The Boar creature just made a deep growl before ripping another hunk of meat off the bone. "It's too dangerous to go back towards the interior, now that he is back," he said, referring to the return of Freiza on the Universe.
"Then where!?" The bug creature said, now moving his whole head towards him, focusing both eyes on his leader.
Chop, slowly chewed his meat while he thought. Their days of mooching off the remnants of the Freiza force may be over. They may have to start the risky endeavor of robbing space craft. As he thought to himself, a crack could be heard, followed by footsteps approaching close to them.
Boar, dropped his meat, and focused his attention at a figure approaching from the darkness, while 3 of his men, got to their feet and focused their wrist blasters in its direction. The Hulking orange haired man began to get up from the log he was sitting on. As the Figure approached, the dark silhouette entered the flickering light of the bonfire, revealing a dark brown, almost black hooded cloak. The person's face was hidden from view still, except the silver beard that protruded from it.
"You stumbled upon the wrong fire tonight old man," one of two identical looking men pointing a blaster at him said. As several of the other men laughed.
Stopping in front of the 5 men, the hooded figure seemed to take stock of the situation, looking around at the 5 of them, as well as the food they were eating. With a deep, well-articulated and measured voice, the man behind the cloak spoke, "Good evening gentlemen. Excuse me for my intrusion, but I see you have food to spare, and I am quite hungry. May I join you?"
4 of the pirates laughed at his request, but Chop was not as amused. The Hulking orange man took a step towards the hooded figure, who tilted his head and took note of his approach, "Yeah, you," he said unintelligibly, "you walked to the wrong bonfire…" before Chop interrupted him.
"Stand down Loin," He growled. Loin, the man with Orange hair, stopped in his tracks, and looked over to Chop, who was serious. As they exchanged eye contact, he could see this was a direct order, and he never questions the boss.
"Huh," Loin laughed, "This might be your lucky day. The boss took pity on you old man," and he walked back to his log and sat back down.
Chop extended his hand to an empty stump near the flams, beckoning the visitor to take a seat. The man extended his lime green hand out word before bowing slightly, "I thank you for your hospitality." As the cloaked man sat, the 3 other men withdrew their arms and gingerly took their seats. None of them, taking their eyes off the visitor with the exception of to each other to exchange looks of confusion. Chop didn't break off his stare at all. Not even to blink. He could sense something dangerous about him, and didn't want to risk a fight.
Chop extended his hand over towards the flame where they had strung up pieces of meat to cook for the man to help himself. Slowly, the man placed his hands to his hood, and pulled it back, revealing his face to them. His head was bald, with all the silver hair extending from his bushy beard. He had strong cheek bones, and an average rounded nose. His eyes were clear, but had off putting red irises in stark contrast to his light, lime green skin tone. On the sides of his face, 2 ears, large, but not disproportionate to his head, with pointed tips towards the top.
They wondered if they were mistaken by calling him an old man. His face was strong, and rigid, and he spoke like an elder, but it was fresh looking and devoid of any wrinkles. As he grabbed for a meaty rib, dangling from a string, and untying it. His muscular forearms came into view. As he brought the meat to his mouth, and began to eat, he did so as cleanly and carefully as a man could do eating meat with his hands.
The group was silent, looking at their boss and the visitor. Chop wasn't the warm and inviting type, this was uncharacteristic of him, and this man, while exorbitantly polite and careful to not insult them, was now joining them, eating their food. Noticing the quiet, he looked over to chop, made quick eye contact before looking back down at his meat, "You can relax good sir. I mean you no harm, so long as you mean me none either." He brought the meat to his mouth, took a small bite, chewed a dozen times before swallowing. Once his mouth was free of food he continued. "Please, continue your meal. My intention was not to ruin your dinner."
Chop sat back, briefly breaking his stare as he picked up the large roasted leg he had been chomping at continued to eat, returning his stare back at the visitor. "Do you have a name?" Chop said to him, with interest.
"Yes, I do," the bearded man replied to him. There was an audible silence after the response. Was the man being overly polite, or overly rude by answering in the way he was. There was confusion. Technically, Chop never asked for the name, just if he had one. Breaking the tension, the man spoke back up "I apologize, I am not from around here. I suppose you were inquiring about my name? I am Daiki, it is a pleasure to meet you," he placed his arm across his chest, and bowed his head slightly.
After several moments, Chop nodded his head, and replied, "Chop," for himself, "This here is Hock," motioning to the green bug eyed man, "Loin," at the large man with orange hair, "and those two are Jowl and Cheek," pointing to the two other, almost identical pair opposite of Daiki.
"Gentlemen, it is a pleasure," Daiki said. After a few moments when the men all nodded in his direction, Daiki finished up his bone, and gently placed it to the ground. He opened up his cloak, revealing black pants and a grey jacket with blood red trip up the center. He pulled out a white cloth, and cleaned off his hands, before folding it up and returning it to the inside of his jacket. "Now, gentleman, I am afraid I need to ask you of one more favor."
"What?" Chop said gruffly.
"As I said earlier, I am not from around here, and I am afraid to say, I am lost. Would it be possible to procure some sort of a Map from your band of gentlemen?"
"A Map?" Chop questioned him.
"Yes, you see, I have limited means of travel, which is only made worse by the fact that I don't have the faintest Idea where I need to go."
"Really?" Chop looked closely at him, learning towards him, "Then how did you find us all the way out here? Space is a really big place, and this little outpost isn't known to anyone outside of the Freiza force, or people who were in it, like us."
"Well, I don't know what exactly a 'Freiza Force' is, but it is true, it wasn't a happenstance that I stumbled upon you. You, Chop was it? You are a very capable warrior I sense."
The men around them looked concerned, and were slowly getting to the ready. "Yeah, we all were, we were soldiers."
Leaning back on his stump, and placing his hands together, Daiki smirked at him, "Oh, I can see that, you are all very impressive, but you, you were especially powerful in your day I presume. So much so, that I was able to sense your presence from a distance."
Chop got to his feet, the men all followed suit, "You followed us here?"
"Yes I did, you were the first person I came across. I am quite impressed. Now, please, I am not here for a fight, simply a Map," Daiki said. His voice was calm, and unwavering. It was unnerving to the men that he seemed not at all concerned, even with blasters pointed and warriors surrounding him.
"Well, you can forget the Map. We use a Nav system on our ship, not exactly something you can roll up and carry around in your robe," Chop said defensively. "Now, get out of here, before I change my mind and you see why we are the most feared pirates this side of the galaxy!"
Placing his hands on his knees, he pushed up and rose to his feet, looking over to the Chop. "Well, gentlemen, I believe there has been some great misunderstanding between us." He began, continuing his calm measured tone. "You see, my question was not can I have your map, it was, is it possible for me to receive one from you?" He said as his arms fell to his side, and he stood perfectly still, staring straight at Chop in the eyes. "And as you stated, your ship has what I need. But where we misunderstand each other most is I never intended to ask your permission to take it."
"THAT'S ENOUGH!" Hock said, "MEN!" Hock, Jowl, and Cheek all fired their blaster straight at him. The blasts all missed their mark, flying off into the distance, impacting and creating explosive bursts of light, illuminating the night. They all fired upon this man at point blank range, but he was still standing in the same spot. Chop and Loin looked around, as Hock, Jowl, and Cheek all just stood perfectly still, not moving an inch since they all fired the blasts. It was like magic. Was this man a Ghost, it looked like the blasts just went straight through him. Finally, Chop looked over to Hock, whose eyes were bulging, and he was shaking slightly. Then, suddenly, he collapsed limp, and head rolled away. Almost simultaneously, Jowl and Cheek both collapsed similarly, decapitated.
"I fear," Daiki said to the two remaining men, frozen in horror, "That likely I would be unable to fly your craft, I am not very technically inclined. It would save me a considerable amount of time and effort, and I would consider it a great personal favor, if you two would assist me on your quest." As they stood back from the dead men, terrified at the sight, they exchanged looks of terror. This man had, in an instant, dodged their blasts and decapitated them, without either of them picking up on even the slightest bit of movement. "I would be willing to compensate you both handsomely. If you assist me, I will allow you to live."
