Daughter Of A Hero
Oozaru Vegeta
Krillin, Gohan and Gonyhe froze in fright at Goku's revelation. Slowly, Gohan and Gonyhe climbed off of their fathers chest and allowed their father to stand up and gather himself in preparation for the upcoming battle. They began to look about frantically, trying to get a lock on the saiyan prince.
"Where is he?" Gonyhe whispered softly, almost dreading the answer.
"Right here." A dark voice chuckled from behind.
Gonyhe barely had time to whirl round in surprise before a white boot slammed into her side, lifting her up and sending her hurtling through the air. The little girl didn't even have time to regain her bearings before she smashed head first into a mountain, bringing the aforementioned mountain down on top of her in a shower of rubble.
"Gonyhe!" Goku cried, being forced to watch as his only daughter was slammed into a mountain.
"Loud mouth little brat!" Vegeta growled, touching down around five feet away from Goku.
"She's only a little girl! How could you?" Seethed Goku, glaring at Vegeta headedly. "Gohan, go check on Gonyhe."
Although he was bubbling with rage and wanted nothing more than to pummel Vegeta into the ground for hitting his sister like that, Gohan complied, but only after shooting Vegeta a vicious glare for good measure.
"That girl needs to learn to hold her tongue. Besides, she has saiyan blood in her veins an if she wasn't so mouthy, perhaps she could be spared for other procreative purposes." Vegeta sneered.
Goku, clueless as ever just blinked at the saiyan prince, not properly understanding what he meant in reference to his only daughter. However, Krillin was a lot smarter than Goku and picked up on what Vegeta was implying almost instantly.
Krillin made a disgusted sound in the back of his throat, shaking his fist toward the saiyan prince. "She's only five years old you monster!"
"I never said right this instant you imbecile!" Vegeta snapped, turning round and blasting Krillin at point blank range in the abdomen.
The former monk groaned in pain as the blast struck him and carried him backwards, skidding across the ground. His heels could find no hold in the ground and he carried on backwards, digging a trench into the ground until he eventually crashed through the boulders which just happened to be hiding Yajirobe.
There he came to a stop, lying atop of a squealing Yajirobe.
Meanwhile, back at Kame house, Baba had fallen victim to pressure by every occupant of the island home - and of course felt threatened by Chichi's shotgun which was still being jabbed repeatedly into her back - and was attempting to get the fight up on her magic ball.
The channel in which they were broadcasting the fight had already apologized to the panicking public and had assured them that event though there was a problem with their live streaming devices, the fight was still being recorded and would be shown at a later time once the news reporters returned to the studio with the footage.
Of course that was perfectly acceptable for everybody else, minus Chichi who had her husband and two little children out there fighting for the future of the planet.
So hence the reason why Fortune Teller Baba was being held against her will in her brothers house, forced to bring up the battle on the crystal ball. Usually she would charge for such services, but seeing as how she was being threatened by a neurotic train wreck of a women, she decided to be charitable. Just this once.
At the present moment she was bent over her crystal ball, waving her hands slowly to channel her magic:
"Look into my crystal ball and there you will see it all. Oooooh aaaaah! Wooooh wwwwwaaahhh! Now for us show your worth, show us the fight for the planet Earth."
The crystal ball began to levitate into the air, all present held their breath as they believed that this would be the chance they would get to finally see the battle. However, the ball just glowed a frustrating cloudy colour.
"Hey what's the problem?" Oolong demanded, peering into the ball with a frown.
Bulma folded her arms across her chest. "No go, huh?"
Baba growled threatening, spun around and pointed a threatening finger at the blue-haired scientist. "I'll give you a go in a minute if you don't shut up!"
"Ok shorty, let's step outside and see how brave you really are!" Bulma growled, shaking her fist at the little fortune teller.
"it's your fault! If you hadn't manhandled me along with that wretched women!" Baba pointed an accusing finger toward the Son matron. "Then this thing wouldn't be broken and we could see what was happening in the battle right now!"
Master Roshi snapped his fingers, effectively stopping the argument from escalating.
"If you two would stop bickering, you'd see the crystal ball isn't broken at all!" His sunglasses shined as the light reflected off of them. "I think the crystal ball is just overwhelmed. Goku and Vegeta are letting out inconceivable amounts of energy, the likes of which this planet has never seen before."
"So, the fight has started?" Oolong asked expectantly.
"I think so." Master Roshi replied, looking out of the window.
"Your crystal ball needs a tune up, old hag." Chichi murmured irritably.
Before Baba could reply with a witty comeback and more than likely start up yet another argument. Bulma cleared her throat, gathering everybody's attention.
"We can check it out on the scouter!" Bulma announced, rushing over to her purse to pull out the little mechanical device that had become the bane of her existence for the past year.
Ever since finding the scouter on the battlefield after Radditz death, it had become Bulma's mission in life to try and first, repair it, and second, translate it into a language which she could understand. She had finally achieved that only last month.
Pulling the green scouter out of her purse, she fastened it onto her left ear and pushed a few buttons then faced out of the window whilst everybody waited expectantly.
"Let's see. Two large power levels, due west." Bulma murmured to herself, tapping the scouter to get a better read.
No more than two seconds later, the scouter blew up from the sheer amount of energy it was being forced to read. Bulma screamed in surprise, pulling the device off of her eye whilst a sombre mood once again settled amongst the non-combatants. That was their remaining chance at tracking the battle, and it had just gone up in smoke.
"Oh daddy." Chichi cried, burying her head into her fathers chest, instantly fearing the worst for her young children.
Once he had taken care of Krillin and by extension Yajirobe, Vegeta whirled round and fired another energy ball into the air and aimed it straight for Gohan. Goku attempted to leap up and intercept the blast but it whirled past him.
Goku never even had a chance to shout a warning to his unsuspecting son before the blast clipped him between the shoulder blades, knocking him off balance and sending tumbling out of the sky into the same pile of rubble that his sister was currently buried under.
"Y-you monster! They're just children … how could you?" Goku raged, his full body shivering in anger.
Vegeta rolled his eyes and held up his fist, which was glowing with a eerie silver light that Goku found himself oddly attracted to.
"Maybe it's better you don't have your tail, Kakarot. Isn't this ironic, the very technique that your genius father discovered is going to be the very technique that ensures your demise." Vegeta chuckled.
"My … my father?" Goku stammered.
Vegeta threw back his head and roared with maniacal laughter. "Yes, Kakarot. As it happens we ran into some radical weaponry on Rygol-7 and things were looking grim until your father did this. Your father admittedly was a good fighter but was better known for creating radical techniques which aided us in battle. Who else but him would have thought to create an energy source that perfectly simulates the moons waves? Now his invention will be your undoing, Kakarot."
With that being said, Vegeta launched his silver ball of ki into the air where it climbed around twenty feet before just hovering there. Then, Vegeta clenched his fist.
"Moon ball explode!"
The ball of ki in the sky exploded outwards, now looking more like a second sun in the sky. Goku went to look at the light but found that it was burning his eyes so he had to quickly avert his gaze. None the less, he couldn't deny that the strange technique had gotten his blood boiling and given him a more primal feeling. There was a strange, albeit familiar calling his blood that Goku felt like he had experienced before but just couldn't place.
Then Goku could just feel the transformation in the air.
The air started to distort slightly, making Goku scramble backwards a few places to try and put as much distance between himself and Vegeta as possible. He knew something was happening, he just didn't know what and if it was something dangerous then he didn't want to be to close to witness it.
That's when he realized what purpose that strange technique had. Vegeta was going through some strange sort of … transformation?
Goku watched in morbid fascination as Vegeta's tail unwound itself from around his waist and began to point up toward the ball of ki in the sky, the fur on it bristling. Then, Vegeta's back arched and he opened his mouth wide, just enough for Goku to see how Vegeta's canines had sharpened and were beginning to grow slightly.
However, that was not the only thing on Vegeta that was beginning to grow. Under his skin tight spandex, Goku could see Vegeta's veins bulging out as his muscles began to expand rapidly. Outwards and upwards Vegeta grew until Goku was forced to take to the air for fear of being squished under his mammoth size.
Goku thought this nightmare was enough, just what type of transformation was this?
Then brown fur, the same shade as on Vegeta's tail began to sprout all over his body. Pretty soon his full body was covered in the fur and to top it all off, his eyes turned a terrifying blood red. He now resembled a giant ape?
The now ape Vegeta beat his chest and let out a roar, but with the roar a giant energy beam rushed out of his mouth, destroying a mountain range ten miles in the distance.
Goku gulped soundlessly after feeling his power level.
Bardock let out a yelp of surprise as something connected with the back of his head rather hard. He whirled round in anger, fully armed with an energy blast ready to blast the little cretin who had dared strike him right to the regeneration furnace. However, instead of meeting with some upstart, power hungry Saiyan rebel, he came face to face with his mate and he knew all too well the look she had on her face. That look usually meant he was in a world of trouble.
Once again she lifted her hand and slapped him, this time across the jaw, leaving a very distinct handprint. After marking her mates face, she placed her hands on her waist and growled dangerously.
"What the hell was that for, women?" Bardock snarled, rubbing his face gingerly.
"YOU!" Fasha seethed. "You're the reason Kakarot's fighting the prince whilst the prince is in Oozaru form and because Kakarot has no tail, he has no chance at all at defeating him! You imbecile!"
"Are you kidding me, woman? That technique has saved plenty of Saiyan's from certain death because of the absence of a moon on a particularly tricky planet! Don't you dare try and turn this around on me you miserable little witch!"
SMACK!
This time, Bardock's other cheek fell victim to a vicious slap, only this time it stung a hell of a lot more than the last time. The scar-faced saiyan clutched his cheek in shock whilst his mate literally steamed through the ears directly in front of him.
"Don't even bother coming back to the cave tonight! If you do you're as good as dead … all over again!" Fasha raged, storming away from her stupefied mate.
Instantly the crowd parted and allowed the mate of one of their kings to storm through them. Even they themselves knew that it wasn't a good idea to mess with a female who was in a hell of a mood. Then again, it was the same with every female. All eyes were on Bardock who shrugged, watching Fasha walk away with a scowl. He rolled his eyes.
Radditz meanwhile, slapped his own face in exasperation. His parents just never changed even if they were dead or alive. How they came to be together in the first place was a total mystery to him, never mind conceive both himself and his younger brother.
Perhaps it was just one of the universes many anomalies?
A loud explosion went up as Fasha blew up a mountain range around 500 metres away.
Or then again, maybe it was just luck.
"Observe, Kakarot. This is a Saiyan's true transformation, our tails are not just for show. This is what they allow us to do, transform into an Oozaru. Our ultimate form."
Goku stared wide eyed, a sudden memory which he had not recalled since his childhood flashing to the forefront of his mind. His grandfather telling him of the giant ape that roamed Mount Paouz when the moon was full and how he was never supposed to go out when the moon was full because the monster had gotten him. That had happened to Goku's grandpa Gohan, he had went out when the moon was full and had been squished under the giant monkeys paw.
It was Goku who had discovered him the next morning and even now, Goku hadn't allowed Gohan or Gonyhe to go out at night and always made sure they were in their beds before the moon rose, so they were safely tucked away from the monster.
Funnily enough, it was the nights were the moon was full that he found the hardest to sleep on. He would toss and turn to the point where Chichi would kick him out of bed to go get a glass of water and even after drinking that glass of water, he would stay up, unable to sleep until the moon came down.
Was that all because he was a saiyan?
Was it some primal calling in his blood?
Was he the monster at night?
Was he the who had killed his own grandfather?
"You mean, all Saiyan's can transform into this?" Goku asked, voice wavering slightly.
"All Saiyan's with a tail, really Kakarot, haven't you been listening to a word I said?" Vegeta's voice was much deeper with the transformation.
Goku's mouth fell open as realization struck him. He could hardly believe it, he didn't want to believe it but with all the facts staring him straight in the face it was certainly hard to deny. It was him, he was the one who had killed his grand father.
"It was me .. I - I .. I killed my grandpa." Goku murmured, bowing his head slightly.
"The time for talking is over, Kakarot." Oozaru Vegeta rumbled, striking out with a gargantuan paw which Goku just managed to dodge by the skin of his teeth.
In response to the hit, Goku began to back-flip, front-flip, dive, roll and every single thing in between as the giant ape followed him around, attempting to clip him and kill him with his massive paws. Goku had to admit, it was quite a task.
Eventually though, the earth raised saiyan had to stop to catch his breath. He settled for hiding behind a rather large mountain. Although he felt disgusted to do so, he knew that he had no choice. Vegeta would not let him gather his breath and if he wanted to win this fight he would have to start thinking of strategies and not rush in and just hope to hit targets.
It took a few minutes, but Goku finally thought up a plan. It was shaky at best but none the less, it was the only thing he could seem to conjure up. He wondered how the giant ape Vegeta would fare against a triple kaioken attack.
Deciding to test that theory, Goku stepped out of his hiding place in full view of Vegeta. Already, he was gathering his energy and praying to every god out there that his body would hold together through it.
"Let's see how you like this: Triple Kaioken!" Goku yelled, activating the fiery red aura around his battered form.
With blinding speeds, Goku soared toward the Oozaru, confident in the knowledge that his speed was no match for Vegeta new bulky form. However, his confidence was short lived as before Goku could get too close to him, Vegeta swatted him out of the air.
As soon as the hit connected, Goku lost all power over his kaioken transformation and this time his body was crying out for sweet release. The speed at which he crashed into the ground was much faster than the speed he was flying at, Goku noted through blinding pain. He hit the ground at an odd angle, causing himself to go skidding along the ground, digging up a crater in his midst and only serving to add numerous friction burns on top of every other injury he had already acquired during the course of the battle.
Goku let out a groan and attempted to push himself up, but found the most he could do was flop over onto his stomach. The minute the cold air hit the newly formed burns on his back, Goku hissed in pain.
However, he could spend no time lingering on his painful wounds.
Vegeta had found him.
The mood at Kame house was still a sombre one.
Chichi was still curled into her fathers side, whilst the Ox-King did his best to console his baby girl. Turtle, Pu'ar and Oolong had gathered around Bulma, looking over her shoulder as she attempted to fix the scouter with the portable tool kit she always carried around with her, however it was an impossible task. Baba and Master Roshi sat in front of the crystal ball, desperately trying to make it work.
"Wait a minute, was that Goku?" Master Roshi gasped, seeing a very familiar orange gi flash for the briefest of moments.
Instantly, everybody crowded around the small ball, desperately trying to catch sight of their hero.
Baba murmured some incantations under her breath, focussing the crystal ball more clearly and this time, a clear picture of Son Goku did appear but it was anything but the picture they wanted to see of him.
Goku was lying on the ground, obviously in a terrible state as most of his gi had been torn away. His face and upper torso were a bloody mess and the skin over his ribs was a terrible purple in colour. His ribs looked distorted, indicating a few of them were broken. Whilst they were watching him, Goku coughed, causing blood to fly out of his mouth.
Master Roshi had never seen Goku look so defeated.
"Is he … dead?" Bulma asked softly, instantly regretting her choice of words when Chichi's eyes flashed angrily in her direction.
Baba shook her head vehemently. "No, he's not out yet."
"What could have gotten him in this state though. Surely Vegeta's not that strong." Oolong argued.
Suddenly, an image of Oozaru Vegeta appeared on screen. Master Roshi scrambled backwards a tad from the crystal ball and pointed a shaky finger at the offending creature.
"Hey look, the ape transformation. That's what that fellow Radditz was talking about, how a saiyan can transform into an ape by light of the full moon. Like Goku used to do as a kid, but how? There's no moon, Piccolo destroyed it!"
Chichi though, wasn't interested in how Vegeta had transformed. She had just that moment found out that because of her children's extra appendages, they could transform.
"My babies can transform into … into … into that?" Chichi stammered, her face as white as a sheet.
"Chichi honey, now's not the time. We'll discuss it later, ok." Ox-King said in a gentle voice. As a result of Chichi's emotional state, even she didn't argue back. However, realizing a fact, she lifted the little witch up by the front of her robes and shook her.
"Show my children you old hag. Show Gohan and Gonyhe! I need to know if they are still alive!" Chichi insisted.
Baba growled and wriggled free, clearing her throat to oblige to the rather rude demand. She waved her hands over her crystal ball and began her chant: "
"Spirits come and slow your waning, show us the children of the Earth raised saiyan."
Much like the last time, the crystal ball began to cloud over, dashing Chichi's hopes as she believed that she'd never get to see her children alive and well. None the less, the crystal ball pulled, through, it's picture eventually clarifying. At first, it was total darkness but then, thanks to some magic by none other than Baba, the scene in the crystal ball began to lighten until they could eventually make out a very familiar shape.
All present gasped at the sight of the unconscious five year old girl.
Tears began to dribble down Chichi's face at the sight of her obviously hurt daughter. Judging by the scene displayed by the crystal ball, she was buried under rocks of some sort and the initial burial had knocked her unconscious. There was a large, nasty gash on her forehead and it was continuously bleeding, causing crimson liquid to trail into her eye. Also, her shoulder was bent at a rather awkward angle and she had a nasty bruise going down the full right hand side of her body. Only visible because most of her gi had been ripped to shreds in the previous battle. However, one thing the non-combatants didn't fail to notice was the rhythmical twitching of her tail and the rising and falling of her chest.
"It's ok Chichi. Look, she's still breathing, Gonyhe's fine. She's alive!" Ox King pointed out.
"But she's buried under the rubble." Chichi wailed.
"And perhaps that's the safest place to be. She is being shielded by flying dirt and debris and energy attacks and is obviously unconscious in an air pocket of some sort otherwise she wouldn't still be breathing. As soon as she regains consciousness, she can use her energy to break out of there, but for the time being she is safe." Master Roshi assured the overbearing mother.
Reluctantly Chichi nodded and faced the crystal ball again as it changed its image to Gohan.
Chichi let out a sigh of relief, Gohan didn't look that bad. Although he was also buried under rubble, he wasn't buried as deep as his slightly younger sister as the rays from the artificial moon were shining on his face. Apart from the large purple mark on the side of his face and the rather odd angle his nose was pointing in he was relatively ok.
Although she had been placated with the knowledge that her children were still alive, it didn't stop Chichi's worrying. Not by a long shot.
Goku felt another rib break as he was thrown around wildly. He ended up being slammed into a mountain, embedding himself around a foot into it and not being able to find the energy to pull himself out and put up a fight.
The ape Vegeta was cackling wildly, jumping around in glee and causing small earthquakes and craters under his feet. After a while though, he stopped, seeing as Goku was not making any moves toward him to attack him. Well, it would have been hard for the Earth raised saiyan to attack him, seeing as how his body was almost to the point of giving up on him because of his severe injuries.
"So, Kakarot. Not going to attack me, huh? Well, I'll just attack you!" Vegeta roared, lunging toward Goku.
However, as Vegeta's ape body moved, Goku caught sight of something over his shoulder. It was the sun! A plan quickly formulated in the mans mind to buy some much needed time. So, with what little energy he had left, Goku peeled himself off of the mountain and flew upwards into the sky, spreading both his hands at the side of his face.
"Let's see how you like Tien's technique : SOLAR FLARE!"
A blinding sheet of light surged forth from Goku's body on account of the technique he was using. Vegeta, he was only a few feet from Goku at the time and who's eyes were incredibly sensitive, recoiled in agony. He landed on his backside on the ground, rubbing his eyes and roaring in pain.
Taking his chance, Goku shot off to the west, hoping to put some distance between himself and the transformed saiyan so he could gather some much needed energy to carry on the fight.
After flying around five miles or so, Goku touched down and looked over in Vegeta's direction. He could make out Vegeta's form in the sky however, it now looked the size of a toy ape.
Spreading his legs wide and holding up his arms, Goku closed his eyes and breathed deeply, internally preparing himself for what he was about to go.
"The rivers. The trees. The wind. And all things living in nature. Please, offer me your fighting spirit, I ask of you. Please."
All over the planet, energy from living things began to float toward the saiyan who had requested of them. They began to flow around Goku in a mystical looking white swirl, all flowing into Goku's body as he focussed on shaping it into what would be needed to defeat the hostile saiyan that was threatening the planet.
Up in the sky, Vegeta was beginning to recover and was looking around for his opponent, hell bent on getting revenge for the damage inflicted to his sensitive eyes.
Goku's body was pulsating with mystical white energy, donated graciously by the nature all around the planet.
Vegeta spotted Goku just at the moment when Goku finished the spirit bomb. However, Goku stood no chance at letting loose his attack, as Vegeta had let loose his own. It cut through the air faster than the speed of light, striking Goku before he even had the chance to launch his counter attack.
The blast hit Goku in a dizzying flash of white, as a result of this, the earth raised saiyan lost his footing and was swept away by the wind in a burning explosion of fire.
Down under the mountain of rubble which she had been so graciously buried under, the combined power of her father's spirit bomb and Vegeta's humungous energy blast was enough to shock Gonyhe's senses enough to subconsciously rouse her from her unconscious state.
Gonyhe's eyes opened slowly, her senses rather distorted as she had not got a clue exactly where she was. The only things she was aware of were that she was curled into a foetal position, there was something wet and sticky running into her eye and her left shoulder was throbbing in agony but yet, she couldn't move it.
She was in a small space and it was incredibly dark and stuffy, but yet she could still breathe. Instantly the young girl deduced she was in an air pocket of some sort. Reaching out with her one good hand, she prodded the makeshift walls around her and frowned. It felt like rock?
That's when all the memories flooded back to her. Vegeta had kicked her into a mountain! That little troll doll look-alike had made the mountain fall on top of her, he'd knocked her bloody unconscious!
Gonyhe was now fully awake, fully intent on getting revenge on the pompous prince who'd trapped her underneath all these rocks. She went to move her body slightly but a stab of pain streaked through her shoulder, rendering her almost to tears.
"Damn it." She muttered, attempting to move her neck. She'd accumulated enough injuries during her one year stint in the wilderness to know what was wrong with her shoulder. "Dislocated shoulder."
There was only one way for her to properly remove all these rocks from herself, and that was to use her energy. Although, there was the thought of if there was anybody around her. Then again, just where was Gohan?
The scary thought almost paralyzed her as she couldn't immediately sense his energy. Straining harder until she was almost in complete meditation mode, Gonyhe eventually swept over his energy, it was weak, but it was there. She bit her cheek in worry, the only reason it would be that low would be if he were unconscious and there was no telling when he was eventually going to wake up. She couldn't just lie here for hours on end and on the other end of the scale, she couldn't just blow up the rocks and risk blowing up her brother as well because he was vulnerable in his unconscious state.
So, she did the only thing she could think of doing at that point in time, she threw open the mental link they both shared.
"… ( Gohan! Gohan! Gohan! ) … " She screamed repeatedly into his mind.
On the other end of the mental rapture, there was a groan of pain. Gonyhe was instantly hit with a drowsy sensation as it spread through the mental link, but at least it meant Gohan was now awake.
"… ( Gonyhe? Where are you? Where are we? ) …" Gohan directed his thoughts straight back toward his sister.
"… ( Did Vegeta hit you that hard? We're under some mountain, can you raise your energy as a shield? I'm gonna get out us out of here ) …"
Instead of replying, Gohan simply rose his energy. The moment Gonyhe sensed her brother's energy being raised, she began to match it. Although she was practically running on fumes as it was, Gonyhe forced herself to flare her aura, causing all the rocks that were laying on top of her to began to slowly rise into the air and disintegrate into nothingness. With one last powerful flare of her aura, the rocks around her moved completely, leaving her on her back, staring at the clear blue sky.
Now, all Gonyhe wanted to do was sleep ….
"Gonyhe, wake up!" Gohan called, touching down beside his sisters head. "Dad needs us."
The oldest demi-saiyan reached out to touch Gonyhe, causing his little sister to recoil in pain with a hiss. Her tail stood on end as she scrambled to her feet, holding her dislocated shoulder whilst shooting Gohan a look which was a mix between anger and pain. Upon realising the state her shoulder was in, Gohan shot her a apologetic smile.
"I have to pop it back in, Gonyhe. If I don't, it'll only get worse." Gohan said softly, taking slow steps toward his younger sister with his arms held up defensively.
Gonyhe nodded, biting her lip hard enough to draw blood. "Ok."
"Straighten it out." Gohan commanded, gently lowering his sisters arm so it faced perpendicular to the ground. "Now close your eyes, and count to twenty, it'll be over."
Although the last thing Gohan wanted to do was cause his sister pain, he knew that unless her shoulder was popped back into place, it would only serve to cause future complications. Bracing himself, Gohan rotated her injured arm toward her chest, bending it into a 'L' shape and attempting to ignore her hisses of pain. Slowly, the young demi-saiyan began to rotate his sisters arm backwards, with a grunt of effort and a cry of pain from Gonyhe the shoulder popped back into place.
Gonyhe let out a sigh of relief.
"Can you fight with one arm?" Gohan asked his sister gently.
Gonyhe did a few experimental punches with her good arm, careful not to jerk her injured arm about too much. It still hurt, but as long as she wasn't jolted around too much she could handle the pain. "I suppose I can."
"Good. Come on, we have to help dad!" Gohan announced, giving no other explanation as he turned on his heel and blasted off into the sky in a furious white aura.
Gonyhe only hesitated for a second before following her brothers example and flaring her aura then taking off into the fray.
It was mayhem in the midst of the battle.
Gohan had thought, no he had hoped that because of Vegeta's increased mass, that would automatically equal a decrease in his overall speed. Boy was he wrong. Vegeta was stronger and even faster than he was before, something the young boy had previously assumed was impossible.
Both Son children were dancing with death and they knew it. During the battle, they had been knocked down numerous times by Vegeta's overly large paws every time they attempted to get close.
The menacing Saiyan Prince was holding Goku in his paws, slowly squeezing the life out of him. Every cry the earth raised saiyan made caused his two young children and best friends to flinch.
"You let him go now!" Gonyhe screamed, launching herself into the air but managing to get nowhere close to the saiyan as he knocked her back with a huge swipe of his paws.
She went careering backward, slamming into the ground mere feet away from where Krillin and Yajirobe were gathered. A few seconds later, Gohan followed the same fate, crashing into the ground right next to Gonyhe.
"Is this all planet Earth has to offer? A bald midget, two little mutts and tailless buffoon? Please don't make me laugh! This planet is mine to destroy!" Vegeta's roar echoed around the landscape.
Gonyhe winced sharply, rolling over onto her uninjured side and crawling toward Krillin and Yajirobe. The former was nursing a nasty looking wrist as well as a swollen eye and numerous other injuries. Gohan was at her side moments later, looking worse for wear.
"We need to do something, we need to help daddy." Gohan murmured, punching the ground angrily.
Suddenly, something caught Krillin's attention. "His tail!"
"Grabbing their tails don't work, remember." Gonyhe sighed.
"No his tail! If we cut it off, he cant transform and we've at least got a fighting chance."
"That could work," Gonyhe mused. "If he wasn't fifty freaking feet tall!"
"Come on, we have to try! If we don't, the planet's toast!" Gohan reasoned.
"Yeah! Get out there, save our butts and stop being a chicken." Yajirobe snapped, sounding ever the hypocrite.
Gonyhe's eyes flashed with anger, a brief image of a barbequed Yajirobe looking very appealing. However, she pushed that image out of her head as her fathers agonised screams penetrated her musings.
"Fine, but we need to hurry. Dad's not looking too good."
"Hn." Krillin agreed, looking up to his life-long best friend and fighting back the tears himself. "Distract him, I'll do everything else."
Both Son children nodded toward their comrade and blasted off in a flash of white light whilst the bald haired monk settled down in a crouch and began to focus all his energy, he was going to need it.
"Hey, ugly!" Gonyhe called, fazing in directly in front of Vegeta's snout. She knew it was a risky move, as she knew exactly what Vegeta was capable of firing out of his mouth, and it was definitely more than just normal spittle.
Vegeta's eyes flashed with unconcealed anger. "You little bitch."
"You kiss your mother with that mouth?" Gonyhe gasped in a fake manor, smirking in delight when it only served to rile the saiyan prince up further.
"My mother is in HFIL! Which is exactly where you'll end up when I'm finished with your father. Now wait your turn, you impatient little mongrel." Vegeta reached out to swipe at Gonyhe, but thanks to some quick dodging by the little girl, Vegeta only swiped thin air. "Speedy little thing, aren't you?"
"I do my best. Demon wave!" Without warning, Goku's only daughter thrust out her hands, firing her signature attack. She had been gathering the energy needed for it during the time she was bating Vegeta. Fortunately, it didn't take incredibly long for Gonyhe to gather her energy.
The wave came into contact with the paw that was holding Goku captive, exactly where Gonyhe had aimed it for. Unsuspecting for there to be such power behind the attack, Vegeta was unprepared as the wave carved its way into the skin on his paw. With a shriek of agony, the Saiyan Prince threw his paws skyward, resulting in him releasing Goku and causing the earth raised Saiyan to go on an unscheduled flight through the air.
Luckily for him, his little boy was there to catch him before he hit the ground.
With a shriek of her own, Gonyhe literally turned tail and shot off in the other direction, repeating the same mantra over and over again. "Gotta' get away, Vegeta's gonna blow. Gotta' get away, Vegeta's gonna blow."
And Gonyhe was correct, for no sooner had Gonyhe repeated her mantra ten times, she heard Vegeta's roar of fury. However, when she turned back to look, she realised his fury was not directed at her, her brother or father - it was at Krillin.
"Chrome dome! How dare you try and cut off my tail you worthless piece of backwater trash! I should kill you for your insolence!" Vegeta was roaring, stamping his overly large feet in a temper tantrum as he glared heatedly at the former monk, who was kneeling on the ground with a flabbergasted expression.
"How did you manage to dodge, at such close range?"
"My ears are huge for a reason, you idiot. They're not just there for decoration."
"Daddy! Are you ok?" Gohan murmured, setting his father down gently on the ground.
"I'm fine Gohan." Goku assured with a smile that didn't quite reach his eyes. "Go help your sister."
Gohan looked at his father for a long moment before nodding in apprehension and taking off into the sky to help his slightly younger sister battle the behemoth in the sky.
Only once his beloved son was out of earshot did Goku let out a groan of agony. He rolled himself over onto his stomach so he could get a better view of the ongoing fight. It was at that point that he clocked Yajirobe, racing onto the battle field with his sword drawn as Gohan and Gonyhe argued with Vegeta, therefore distracting him.
For Goku, it happened in slow motion, but in reality it really happened in the blink of an eye. Yajirobe raced across the field and Vegeta, who wasn't expecting an attack, didn't see it coming. The sword sliced through Vegeta's tail causing the great ape to freeze as a dull thud echoed through the battlefield. However, Yajirobe didn't dare stop and continued to race onwards, eventually diving for cover behind a cluster of rocks.
It took the great ape a moment to realise what was happening, but, by the time he had, it was already too late. Vegeta let out a roar of intense rage as he slowly began to morph back into his saiyan form. His fur and sharp canines receded and his eyes darkened back to their normal hue and of course, his full body shrank.
The alien prince fell from the sky and landed on the ground with a groan. Although he wasn't like the lower classes of his race who would fall asleep after reverting from a transformation, it didn't mean he didn't want to sleep. After fighting a battle for the best part of twelve hours anybody would have wanted a well deserved power nap.
Shaking his head to get rid of the sleepy feeling, Vegeta shakily stood up to his full height … only to fall right back down. The saiyan looked toward his backside quizzically, only to have his eyes almost bug out of their sockets. His tail? Frantically he searched around about him, only to find a bloody stump where his tail had once been and what looked like a shrivelled up piece of brown rope lying close by.
Vegeta suddenly felt dizzy and naked. He had never been without his tail, it was a part of him! It was a unique source of his proud pedigree, his security blanket, his most prized possession and now it was gone. Gently, he picked up the remains of his tail and held them in his shaky hands, still not believing that it had indeed been chopped off but that was the only answer for why he had reverted back to his saiyan form. After all, the artificial moon was still shining high in the sky.
Very dimly, Vegeta was aware of the stabbing pain in his backside but it was overridden by the huge sense of less he had felt at the loss of his tail. Once more he attempted to stand up, more out of instinct than anything else. This time though, he managed to remain standing, though only barely. He noted that his centre of gravity was off, due to the sudden loss of limb and realised with distain that his fighting style would need to be altered as his centre of gravity had shifted and he had relied on his tail for balance.
Growling softly, he pushed some ki underneath him, causing him to float a little off the ground. At least that way there would be no risk of him falling ungracefully back to the ground due to his disturbed balance.
"My tail? What suicidal piece of space trash would dare cut off the tail of the prince of all Saiyans'? WHO? Little cretins! WHO? WHO? TELL ME NOW BEFORE I BLAST THIS PLANET TO SMITHEREINS! YOU'RE FOOLS! FOOLS TO THINK THAT YOU CAN MESS WITH THE PRINCE OF SAIYANS AND GET AWAY STILL BREATHING! THIS IS TREASON, TRECHARY! TELL ME NOW! Your planet will pay for this!"
Gonyhe and Gohan, who by this point where still floating in the sky and attempting to catch their breath, gaped openly at the saiyan prince. Up until now, the saiyan prince had always presented himself with integrity and dignity, befitting of a prince, but after Yajirobe sliced off his tail, he had completely lost it. His eyes looked unruly and wild, looking like he'd tear the first person to approach him limb from limb.
Gonyhe whistled. "Wow, Princey's really gone off the deep end."
Gohan paled, making shh-ing motions toward his slightly younger sister. "Quiet, he'll hear you! He's already insane enough without you egging him on."
Childishly, Gonyhe stuck her tongue out at her brother.
Almost eerily, the Saiyan prince turned in the general direction that Yajirobe had ran in. An almost bloodthirsty look came across his face as he began to float toward the rock Yajirobe was cowering behind, he did not yet trust himself to be able to walk the distance and wasn't ready to be made to look like a fool in front of his enemies. He was not going to look like a cub, taking its first few steps. Princes were graceful and although his planet was long gone, it didn't mean the rules and regulations drilled into him were to be forgotten.
"You." Vegeta seethed, his eyes burning in hatred as he disappeared, only to reappear in front of Yajirobe, who almost passed out on the spot from fright. "You cut my tail off! My tail! How dare you? This is high treason, and for that, you will pay!"
Almost ominously, Vegeta held up one hand and a royal blue ki ball popped into existence.
The fat samurai squeaked in fright, throwing himself down at the saiyan's feet and proceeding to kiss his toes. He looked about desperately, pleading with his eyes for someone to help him, but, since there was no-one with enough energy (nor stupid enough) nearby to help him he did the only thing he could do at that moment in time: grovel.
"Oh please sir, don't kill me! I really admire you and I would like to join you if it's not too late."
Vegeta's eyebrow shot up in amusement as the ki ball in his hand dissipated into nothingness. He loved doing this, playing with his prey before he obliterated them.
Meanwhile, Krillin managed to sneak over to where Goku was laying on the ground, after carefully darting in between rocks so as not to incur the wrath of the resident Saiyan Prince, who thanks to Yajirobe, was on the war path and if Krillin wasn't careful, he would be bumped up on the Saiyan Prince's hit list. At the present moment, he liked to consider himself quite low down on his hit list with Goku and Yajirobe battling for top place. He liked being quite low down, plus, he'd already died once and didn't plan on returning any time soon. At least if he could help it.
Upon coming across his best friend laying in the dirt, Krillin resisted the urge to vomit up what little was remaining in his stomach. Goku's body was bent at an awkward angle, especially his four limbs, which were turning inwards instead of outwards. Although Krillin's sense of smell was nowhere near as powerful as Piccolo's or even the saiyan's, he could still smell the strong stench of burning flesh. Looking down to Goku's mangled limbs, Krillin caught sight of where the smell was coming from. His best friends forearms were burnt intensely, almost to the point where Krillin could see bits of his friends bone. This was due to Goku throwing his forearms up in defence when Vegeta fired one of his deadly beams. All over Goku's body, it wasn't a case of spotting the bruises, as they littered nearly every inch of his body, it was a case of trying to find the small patches of skin on the Earth raised Saiyan's body that wasn't bruised. Krilin was hard pressed to do so.
Although it was a malevolent thought, Krillin was glad it wasn't him, he wasn't sure he could handle the amount of pain he could only imagine was ravaging his friends body.
For the second time in a year, Krillin found himself crying over the state of his best friend. The upside was, at least Goku was alive this time, but as a eerie laugh went up from the aforementioned Saiyan's Prince, Krillin wondered how much longer he would be in the land of the living, how much longer they would all live.
The former monk almost died on the spot when Goku's body suddenly convulsed as the man began coughing up chunks of mucus and blood. Another injury to add to the growing list: internal bleeding.
"Goku?" Krillin said softly, staring at his friend apprehensively as he turned on his side and vomited crimson coloured blood.
"Krillin." Goku managed through coughs, extending his hand toward his lifelong friend.
Slowly, Krillin took his friends hand, mindful of his appalling injuries. He was vaguely aware of the blisters, blood and grime which coated Goku's hand, but he pushed those thoughts to the back of his mind, there were more important matters at hand.
"Where's Gohan and Gonyhe?" Goku managed to stammer. He could not move any part of his body to swivel his neck around to look for his young children. Although Goku wasn't one for openly showing emotions, he did care about his little family and panic was beginning to take hold when he realised he hand not heard them in a while.
Krillin quickly looked up, catching sight of the two youngsters instantly. "They're babysitting Yajirobe, making sure Vegeta doesn't kill him."
"Huh?" Goku blinked, obviously confused.
"Vegeta's pissed at Yajirobe because he cut off his tail, so … ouch, that one had to hurt! … she's making sure Vegeta doesn't kill him."
Goku chuckled, even though it hurt him to do so. "At least Yajirobe's good for something, but here Krillin listen closely. I managed to gather some energy for the spirit bomb before Vegeta nailed me. Take this energy and throw it, you'll know when the times right."
Krillin frowned, looking incredibly apprehensive. "Goku, it doesn't look like you've got much energy left to spare, but I'll do it for you. What have I to do again?"
The earth raised saiyan managed a chuckle, even though most of his ribs were crushed. Using some of his last remaining energy, he reached out and took his lifelong best friends hand. With a grunt of effort, Krillin suddenly felt himself overcome with a foreign energy.
It certainly was a strange feeling for the bald monk harnessing someone else's energy within his own body. After all, by using his coveted sixth sense he had obviously felt his best friends energy more times than he could count but it was a much different feeling when his energy was actually within him. For Krillin, Goku's energy felt like a breath of fresh air. It was so pure and loving that at first Krillin wanted to give it straight back because he didn't feel worthy but another thing about Goku's unique energy was that it gave you strength, not just physically, but emotionally. When the earth raised saiyan was around, suddenly the impossible seemed possible. Goku was just uplifting and made everything feel sale.
"Shape this into a ball and throw it. You will know when the time is right .." Goku trailed off as he finally lost his battle with unconsciousness.
Krillin frowned slightly upon seeing his friend slip into the dark land of unconsciousness, but upon realising his heart was still beating, albeit weakly he calmed down a little bit. He wiped the dribble of blood that was trailing out of the corner of Goku's mouth and as quickly as he could, he turned Goku into the recovery position, once again silently thanking the gods that Goku was unconscious when he moved him. For all the broken bones Goku actually had, it would no doubt have been agony if he were awake. At least that way, if Goku coughed up more blood, he wouldn't choke on it.
Meanwhile, Gohan and Gonyhe were fast losing the fight with Vegeta. They had both lost count of the number of times they had been knocked to the ground again, only to defiantly stand back up and the process to repeat itself again. The short tempered saiyan prince was extremely angry at the prospect of having his tail cut off, and since he couldn't even find the fat little samurai that had actually committed the cardinal sin, he was taking it out on the two twin demi-saiyans who had been causing him grief.
This time, when Vegeta knocked the two youngest fighters to the ground, they did not get back up.
For both Gohan and Gonyhe, they had lost feeling in all their limbs and were running on fumes. Their energy had long since been drained but the idea of just simply giving up was not an option.
The only female fighter of the bunch lay on her side, doubled over and holding her abdomen gingerly. The last hit to down her was a vicious kick to her admittedly unprotected midsection and in all honesty, Gonyhe would be surprised if her internal organs had not been ruptured. She had never been in so much pain in her entire life, there was not one part of her body that was not crying out for sweet release, but unfortunately for her she was in that much pain, her body wasn't allowing her to simply fall unconscious. Her shoulder, which she had only recently popped back into place after recently dislocating it had now gone numb. Her brother was not faring much better.
He was laying only metres from her, after landing on his back and skidding along the ground before eventually coming to a stop but only after receiving nasty friction burns for his trouble. His legs were weak and he had actually forgotten what it felt like to not feel any pain.
Vegeta, their unmerciful executer was floating in the sky, staring down at them with a menacing smirk.
"G- g -ony-he …" Gohan managed to croak, wanting confirmation from his sister that she was indeed still alive.
A small squeak was Gohan's reassurance that his slightly younger twin sister was indeed still alive. "W-hat?"
"Can you see that light, it's so pretty?" Gohan murmured woozily, thinking perhaps he was dying and the bright light behind Vegeta's head was the passage to the otherworld.
He must have been dying right? After all, why was his heart beating so fast?
From beside Gohan, over the pounding in his ear he could hear his sisters cry of agony as she forced herself to roll onto her back and look skywards, in the direction of the light Gohan was facing.
"Oh yeah. It's pretty."
From up in the sky, Vegeta instantly realised what was going on as the two defeated children in front of him began to convulse angrily, their whole bodies shaking in what could only be described as some sort of transformation. The Saiyan Prince shot forward, attempting to grab the offending appendage which was about to cause one huge dilemma, however he was too late. The legendary Oozaru transformation had already started.
Vegeta floated backwards in fear. He knew better than to interrupt the transformation.
Updated 24/06/2012.