All Hell Breaks Loose, Literally
AN: thanks to everyone who reviewed last chapter, ThatCreepyGirlChloe, Sugar-Hyped-Maniac and texaspeach. Sorry for the long wait, but studying all three sciences at A-Level is beginning to take its toll on poor little me :( anyway, the beginning of this chapter is simply a better version of the last section of last chapter.
Ok, since this is (technically) my tenth chapter (woohoo), I have decided to dedicate it to one of my reviewers – ThatCreepyGirlChloe – for being the only one to have reviewed every single chapter I have written, and for being supportive throughout. Plus, she's from Liverpool like me, which is always cool :P Thanks Chloe, you're the best!
Anyway, enjoy.
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Chapter 9: The battle rages on
Despite the huge, gaping vortex that laid waste to the usually peaceful, blue sky, a weak sun shone cheerily down to the earth - oblivious to the fact that much of the world lay in ruin due to the rampage of fugitive spirits running wild all over the planet. North City had become little more than a scorched waste land, with nigh a building left standing or undamaged in the heat of battle - one of which having just been felled when Cooler, one of the renegade spirits, was blasted through its walls by the sneaky attack of the youthful Super-Sayain, Trunks.
It took several long minutes for the dust to settle. The building that had been felled in the impact now lay in a haphazard mountain of debris, dust and shattered glass. Steel gurders and rods poked out from the wreckage, their once straight and strong forms bent and mishapen solely from the force of the blast that had occured. Huge shards of glass littered the rocks and chunks of brick - making it almost impossible to navigate through the wreckage without recieving many a scratch. Minutes passed, and there remained no sign that Cooler would re-emerge from the pile of debris.
Trunks sighed in disappointment as after several minutes of waiting Cooler had yet to emerge from the pile of rubble he had been buried under. Trunks had thought that an icejin would have been able to withstand more than getting hit by a few chunks of brick and mortar, but obviously he had been mistaken to think that Cooler would have been much of a challenge – he was, after all, the strongest fourteen year old in the universe!
The teenager chose instead to watch his father battle Frieza nearby. Neither seemed to be winning, but Trunks knew that if his father wanted to win the fight now, then by every means he could do it – but Vegeta had never exactly been the type to end a fight quickly. And by watching the two fight, every thought of his own battle with Cooler was drowned out of his mind – even at his age, he was still awed to watch his father fight.
Trunks didn't pay the slightest bit of attention to the pile of rubble beneath him, the one that had been a building but moments before – before a certain icejin was blasted into it. A few loose rocks shifted, and a blinding purple Ki burst through the rubble, surrounding a very angry Cooler as he shot with all the speed he could muster to the golden-haired-punk, Trunks. Trunks turned around a moment too late to be able to dodge the fierce blow, and the intense momentum threw the boy smack into Vegeta, whose attentions were too focused on the icejin tyrant in front of him to react in time. Both Sayains were sent crashing into an office-block window. A loud crash indicated that they may have crashed through a wall or two.
Cooler breathed heavily as he waited for the two Sayains to emerge – he had never been one to underestimate power, and he knew it would take a lot more than that to take some of the most powerful beings he had come across out of the game. However, he hardly had time to contemplate his next attack when both he and Frieza, who had floated over to his brother, were attacked by a barrage of Ki attacks from behind.
When the cloud of smoke had cleared, both icejins' eyes fell upon two all-too familiar faces. Both of them, who were angry enough at being attacked from behind, snarled at the new arrivals. The first was a sayain with a shaggy black hair that fell almost to his knees. His name was Raditz, and by the way he was smirking, it was obvious to both Frieza and Cooler that it had been he who had attacked them. The other was Bardock, Raditz' scar-faced father.
"Tell you what, guys" said Goku, letting his charcoal eyes casually drift over the four fighters in front of him. "To make things more challenging, I'm gonna give you 'till I count to fifty to get away, and then I'll come and find you. It's like a game of hide and seek!"
Burter and Jeice looked at each other and shrugged. "We're not running away, Goku. You won't beat us again!" snarled Burter.
"Well, suit yourselves. Even if you ran away I'd be able to catch you easily anyway" said Goku cheerily. That goofy grin was plastered on his face again, as he scratched the back of his neck.
"Catch me? Impossible, I'm the fastest fighter in the universe! A filthy sayain could never catch me!"
"Heh, when we fought on Namek you didn't seem that fast to me, big guy!"
Jeice, Recoome and Guldo all looked from Burter, who seemed just about ready to explode, to Goku, who seemed hopelessly oblivious to the effect his words had inflicted on Burter, and then to each other. The three backed away from the pair nervously. They really didn't like being around a certain tall, blue alien when someone insulted his speed.
"I'll show you just how fast I can be!"
Burter lunged toward the spiky-headed man, with all intents to show him just how fast he could be. He had traversed the twelve feet that had separated the two in a fraction of a second, but the fist he had aimed squarely at the sayain's face made contact instead with empty air. Goku had vanished. For several seconds, Burter looked around angrily, searching for the missing sayain, until an amused "above you" alerted him to his whereabouts. In an instant, Burter had fired a wave of Ki above his head, and once again, Goku dodged with next to no exertion on his part.
"Umm, when are you going to show me how fast you can be? You still seem kind of slow to me!" said Goku innocently.
Burter's upper lip curled as he watched the sayain hovering above him. Once again, he lunged towards him, intending to wipe that childish grin off his face once and for all. Even though Burter's aim was spot on, once again his clenched fist hit only the empty space where Goku's face had been a fraction of a second before.
"What the…! Where'd he go?"
All four members of the Ginyu force looked around for several long seconds, searching once again for the sayain. They found him sitting cross-legged on the roof of a small building twenty feet away, his chin resting on his palm, his charcoal eyes watching them with an amused glimmer.
"Wow, this isn't nearly as fun as I thought it would be. Maybe I should just get this fight over with" said Goku, looking somewhat deflated.
The four aliens, including Burter, whose anger at being insulted had subsided, all backed away nervously as the sayain approached.
King Vegeta's bones jarred as he blocked a punch aimed at his head by King Cold. being a super-sayain was all well and good, but even so, an angry icejin was still a formidable foe to be fighting with. Vegeta ducked as yet another blow was aimed at him.
'urgh…this isn't going anywhere like this!' he thought.
The two kings simultaneously aimed a punch at the other, their fists connecting between them with bone-wrenching force. They both growled and retreated several feet from the other – both thinking that hand-to-hand fighting was getting them nowhere.
"now this battle ends, Cold!" King Vegeta screamed, firing a huge beam of golden energy towards the icejin, just as King Cold fired an attack of his own.
The two beams collided with an incredible force, causing both warriors' shoulders to burn in pain in the exertion it took to keep the energy from receding on themselves. Vegeta's mouth curled into the snarl of a feral beast, a rogue vein pulsing rapidly in his forehead as the sayain channelled as much energy as he could spare into the beam at his palm, trying to force King Cold's own energy back on itself, naming him the victor. The golden beam pulsated, streaks of silver flashing up the length of the beam, and it slowly gained ground on King Cold. both beams expanded and retracted, the energy trying to find a way around the blockade they had been faced with. Although King Vegeta's energy was closer to King Cold than the icejin would have liked, he was far from victory. In a fit of anger and an explosive yell, King Cold's violet aura exploded, propelling his attack back towards King Vegeta. The Sayains feet dragged in the dirt several feet as the energy forced him backwards. All around them, loose bits of rock and debris were beginning to shift and hover around them, the sheer tension caused by the two blasts lifting them up into the air, where they crumbled and vanished under the pressure.
Sweat beaded on King Vegeta's brow as he managed to halt the approach of King Cold's attack, and slowly pushed forward. Apparently, when push came to shove, neither king was stronger than the other as the advantage continually shifted between the two for several long minutes. Neither knew when this stalemate would end, but they were both determined to see it through to victory.
Next time on AHBLL
Things have really started to heat up between old-enemies King Vegeta and King Cold – and things are only going to get more troublesome as time progresses even further. Bardock and Raditz have arrived on the scene, and no doubt intend to battle Frieza and Cooler in the wake of Vegeta and Trunks. And with Goku about to finish off the Ginyu Force and join the battles in the ruins of North City, heads are going to roll. Watch out for the next exciting chapter of, All Hell Breaks Loose, Literally!
A/N sorry it's so short, but I can't think of anything else to write, and if I didn't post a chapter today, then I never would.
gawd, I'm really struggling to make these chapters different from the last, I think they're completely identical! Grr! I apologise, my writing spirit has deserted me! I swear to god, school is killing off my inspiration! It's evil I tell you! any who, thanks for reading, and REVIEW! TA!