**Author's note. Sorry for the delay. Work, school, you know the rest. Plus this is all written on an iPhone. Anyway, hope you enjoy this one. It's probably my favorite chapter so far. Thanks. B-**
2 Month Later
Bea stood in an nearly empty field. A tall slender being with a bulbous head and pink skin, stood next to him.
"Can you sense him?" The pink being asked.
"Yes, Udon, I can feel Curi's ki from here."
A gentle nod, and then, "Good, now focus the mind image of his ki, and concentrate on the invisible barrier. Now focus, align his ki with your anja."
This was the part where Bea always had trouble. He had always seen ki use as a tool. Here on Yardrat it definitely fell under the spiritual. Saiyans didn't easily fall into that train of thought.
On Earth, one of the humans named Tien, had an actual third eye, a real anja, and Bea believed that was part of the reason he was so strong and capable. At least for a human that was.
Spiritually, Religion, Gods. The Saiyans once had all. According to the ancient legends the Saiyan gods had grown lazy and complacent. They had fallen under attack from deities from another realm, and in order to save themselves, they bestowed upon their children the gift of Oozaru.
Once the foes of the Gods were defeated, the Saiyans, being naturally inclined to war, immediately turned on their own creators, and attacked them with very gift they had given.
The Gods suffered in the original attack but quickly banished their creations back to their own dimension. The gods realized to late that during their panic induced haste to transport their charges back the gift was cemented and couldn't be taken away. It could however be altered though, and the Saiyans found that they could no longer control the transformation. Instead they were cursed to transform at every full moon.
The Gods hoped this would keep them at bay, and when it appeared it would, soon their worries faded.
Eventually though the Saiyans eventually had a break in luck, a Legendary Super Saiyan appeared. The Gods found themselves in fear again. Together the Pantheon of Saiyan Gods attacked the Legendary Super Saiyan.
He destroyed the highest order of their gods with his fearsome golden light.
The Saiyans then fell upon the rest and they killed their gods for being too weak. Or so the stories went.
Udon brought Bea out of his deep thoughts by smacking him across the back of the head. "Concentrate, Bea. You were daydreaming again. Instant Transmission requires complete concentration and total inner focus."
Bea's eyes focused forward again. "Sorry Master Udon, I was thinking of the difficulty this is bringing to me…"
"Tell me these thoughts."
Bea told the Yardratian about the legend of the Saiyan gods, and how he was having trouble with the spiritual aspect of the training.
"But you yourself can become one of these Super Saiyans, as can your friend Pikada…"
"Truth, but that is more a matter of training than spiritualism." He looked up, sensing again the Yardrat known as Curi's power. Bea closed his eyes, in his eye's mind the distance between the being and himself closed. He could feel himself connected, but the invisible barrier through which matter became energy stood steadfast.
Bea felt a set of hands on his back, then suddenly he shot forward as is launched by a catapult. Before he could even open his eyes he was cleared of his momentum. His eyes inched open, and before him stood Curi.
The Yardrat looked disappointed. "He pushed you through again, didn't he?"
"Yeah, but this time I barely felt him touch me." He kicked at a stone. "It aggravates me that I can stick the landing, but can't kick off my own trip."
"The mind and body wish to be in their own realm. The between worlds is foreign to them. It is like taking a breath underwater, the mind will fight it to protect the body, Until the body demands it." He spread his hands wide. "Again?"
"Again." Bea turned, placed his fingers on his forehead and sought out Master Udon's energy.
At first he argued he should use Pikada as a target, but the master had forbid it. "There are only three Saiyans on this world, only two of which happen to not be you. Finding your friends will be easy. Sorting through the multitudes of Yardratian powers will be a valuable lesson."
And so Bea spent weeks being bounced between Udon and Curi. Now though as he locked onto the Master's energy, he caught a uptick in one of the familiar energies. It felt as if Angel had received a sudden rise in power.
Without a conscious thought Bea was momentarily in a strange place, then standing next to Angel's medical bed.
She blinked at him.
"Whoa, didn't expect that at all." He looked over her, and smiled. "Hey there, glad to see you finally woke up. How are you feeling?"
She opened her mouth, but her throat was dry from not being used. She gave him a feeble thumbs up instead.
A moment later he was rushed out of her room by very annoyed Yardratian Medical personnel.
With a smile on his face, he found Udon's energy again. This time he slipped through the barrier with just a little resistance.
When He popped back in front of Udon and Curi they looked puzzled. Udon spoke up, "We were beginning to get worried. Curi said he followed you right after you transported, but he beat you here by a couple of minutes."
"Angel woke up, I sensed her energy right as I began to transition. I guess it threw me off course. But I did get here on my own." Bea beamed proudly.
"Well it's good that your companion awoke. It's equally good that you've learned what becoming distracted while performing the technique can result in. Now imagine you were crossing light years instead of miles, a moment of Inattention could cause you insurmountable chaos or intrusion. You could easily appear inside of a planet or star. Even your friend that you call Kakarot would not survive that, and though you are strong, he is stronger."
"I will keep that in mind. Master Udon, do you mind if I try something quick?"
"Pikada?"
"Can your people also read minds?" Said Bea, jokingly."
Udon simply grinned.
Near the edge of the Yardrat system, a large gas planet orbited its distant star. Around this planet orbit a small rocky moon, and now sitting on this moon's surface rested the SMG's scout ship. Pikada worked the controls of a fuel refining system. The moon contained high concentrations of elements which when properly refined would be suitable fuel for the small starship.
Angel's near death had been harder on him than he would have thought, and he couldn't stand to be near her while she lie in the recovery bed. So he had sought counsel with the locals about their resources, and they had directed him here.
A month or more alone, solitude and training. He had appreciated it. But now the tanks were 97% full. Another few days and he would be out of excuses to not return.
He turned to adjust the flow controls when a massive energy loomed suddenly behind him.
He turned to look Bea in the eyes.
"Bea! Good to see you're up and about, and you've learned your new technique."
"Yeah, it's a good technique, feels weird still but it'll be useful for sure. Angel woke up. She's looking pretty healthy considering. I expect her power to rise sharply, she was so close to death."
"Yeah, I'm glad she's doing better."
"Want to go visit her?"
"Yeah as soon as the tanks are full."
"I can get you there right now."
Pikada looked away uneasily. Then Bea grabbed his shoulder.
"It's a little strange at first." He placed his fingers to his forehead.
And they appeared next to Udon.
"Master Udon, I believe you've met Pikada?"
"Yes, of course. Bea… Did you leave your ship in space?"
"Yes, sir."
"Without Pikada's energy how do you expect to find it again?"
Pikada suddenly turned to Bea, "That's a damned good question…"
"The ship's reactor puts out enough energy that I should be able to sense it. I'd never notice it just feeling for it, but I know where it is."
Udon looked skeptical, Pikada looked angry. Bea looked just like he'd made the whole thing up on the spot. Which of course he had.
"Anyway, let's visit Angel. I know she'll want to see you Pikada."
"Alright, but do we have to use your new trick, or can we just fly there?"
"Flying is fine." He turned to Master Udon. "Thank you very much Master, can we continue training tomorrow?"
"Of course, go see your comrade. Be safe."
Pikada and Bea rocketed into the sky.
They set down near the hospital. They were directed to Angel's room, where they found her lounging in a soft chair, surrounded by dirty dishes. Her chest was wrapped in bandages, and though she looked miserable, she was starting to get a healthy color back to her.
"So you are alive." She said looking at Bea. "I seriously thought I was dreaming, completely alone one minute, trying to talk to you the next."
She turned her attention to Pikada. "What happened?"
"You tried to help Bea. Lorpt blasted you before I could respond. I really thought you were dead, Angel. It nearly drove me insane."
"And Lorpt?"
"Dead." Pikada and Bea both answered.
"How?"
"Well when you went down, Pikada there, went nuts, like he said. He went super Saiyan. Actually I'm convinced he went to a level past Super Saiyan, His power was far stronger than mine. I felt it even when I was knocked out. He sliced and diced that green bastard pretty good. But when I came to, Lorpt had him in a choke. I hit Lorpt, Pikada joined in, and we vaporized him and most of his camp. Pikada swooped you up, put you in a med-pod, and we hauled ass to Yardrat. They're the real heroes Angel, they've made you whole again. Your internals took a severe hit when Lorpt hit you. We're both glad you made it."
"Truth be told, I'm nowhere near 100%. The medics tell me I'll be needing a couple of months of recovery."
"We planned on hanging around a coupe of months anyway. I'd really like to perfect instant transmission after all."
Bea looked up for a moment, and then shrugged. "Speaking of instant transmission, We should be going. You need rest. Take it easy."
"See you later Angel." Pikada said as he reached a hand out to place it on Bea's shoulder.
"Thanks, hopefully I'm back training before long."
Bea placed his fingers to his forehead, sensing for the non organic energy of the ship. "There you are." He said, hoping the relief in his mind wouldn't be betrayed in his voice. He concentrated on the energy and then pushed with his mind.
Pikada and He disappeared instantly.
They then reappeared on a very familiar ship.
Familiar, but not the same.
Alarm klaxons sounded, and a voice sounded over the internal PA. "Intruder alert, central storage."
"Well damn." Said Pikada, as he looked rather sternly at Bea. "I thought you sounded a little too happy at finding the ship…"
"I guess so." Bea turned to face the door to the hold.
It slid open and two dozen soldiers piled through, blasters raised at the two Saiyans.
They all looked ragged, and half starved.
"Put those damn things away." Bea said, motioning towards the blasters. "We don't want to hurt you."
None of them dropped their weapons.
"Oooooh-Kay then. Well fine, can you at least let us see your boss. Before I decide to blow this garbage scow out of space?"
Pikada chuckled eagerly.
A large being ducked under the bulkhead as he walked in. "I am Mazzo. This is my ship. And you are intruders."
"Accident of circumstance, I assure you." Bea could still sense Udon, so he figured they were still in the Yardrat system. "I was wondering why you're in this system though."
"The lead world of this system is scheduled for conquest by Lord Fri…"
"Frieza is dead." Bea interrupted.
"Well yes. But it was one of the habitable worlds available in our range. And as you can see we're short on supplies."
"So you planned on raiding the good folks of Yardrat?"
"I won't lie to you. Yes that was our plan."
"I'll be right back." Bea could feel a similar power source nearby. He placed his fingers to his head, and disappeared.
"Damnit!" Pikada said to no one.
About three minutes later Bea reappeared. He had a small box of capsules in his hand. "Each of these should contain enough food for about a month. There are five months total, plus replacement jumpsuits. It's my normal practice to destroy Frieza's men when I meet them. Today I'm feeling generous." He flashed a data card. "This has a chart to a life sustaining planet about three and a half months away. Go there. Make a new life."
Bea walked towards the captain. He looked up into the Giant's eyes. "If I find out you're harassing planets. I'll destroy you. I know your energy now, you can never hide from me."
"While I appreciate your offer, and plan on taking your advice, I'd like to point out that neither you, nor your friend, have the power to destroy me, or my soldiers.
"Pikada, shall we show them?"
"Yep, I think so."
Both Saiyans screamed for a moment, and golden energy erupted around and through them. Gold hair waved and green eyes stared back at the Captain. Every scouter in the hold exploded.
"Okay, Okay, we believe you, please, we will take the food and clothes and go. Immediately."
Both of them returned to the their natural state. "Good luck then, I hope if we meet again, it will be under pleasant circumstances."
Pikada touched Bea's shoulder, and they both flash to their ship.
"Told you I'd find it." Bea said, smiling as he went to watch the monitor. He located the other scoutship and watched as it entered faster than light drive and disappeared towards the planet Bea had described.
Pikada set a course back for Yardrat, and they went on their way, the ship completely full of fuel, and the pantry slightly more empty.
3 Months later
Angel stood in a desolate valley on the Planet Yardrat. White energy rolled off of her in waves. Bea stood slightly behind and to the left of he. He had tied his waist length hair back with a few thongs of the leather and had recently let the rest of his beard begin to grow out. His beard whipped around in the energy pouring from Angel.
"That's good. Now, try to remember the most painful thing that ever happened to you."
Thoughts raced through Angel's mind. The death of friends and family. The loss of lovers. Being defeated and nearly killed. Her planet being destroyed. Thinking Bea and Pikada had been killed.
A lifetime's worth of bad memories came to her, but none of them seemed to be the trigger she was looking for.
"Come on! You can do this."
She took another deep breath and screamed. The energy waves she emitted strengthened, but not by much.
"You have to do this Angel. If, no, when we go back to Earth, we need to help defeat these Androids the stranger warned us about. We all need to be at full power.
Her scream continued, and her eyes slammed shut in frustration. Tears formed in the corners of her eyes.
"We all will die." Pikada said, as he landed opposite of Bea.
"Including the humans. We'll be witness to the extinction of two races. Or own, and the humans."
"Fuck it, we can't go back with a weakling." Bea turned his back on her. He charged to his full power, going super Saiyan, and then flew into the air.
Pikada flew away.
And tears streaked her dust trodden face. She tried harder. She had seen Bea lose it before. It had never crossed her mind that he might be willing to kill her, but now those cards were on the table, and she knew it wasn't a huge stretch.
High in the sky above her, Bea lifted his hands over his head. "Inferno!"
Bea was going to do it, he was actually going to kill her, and Pikada was going to let it happen.
She had saved both of them, and now they were going to wipe her out.
The amount of power in the attack forming above her was staggering.
"You'll destroy the whole the planet, Bea!" Pikada yelled in warning.
Angel was furious. This was how she would die, smeared across a planet that would only exist a few moments past her demise.
By a friend. Killed by one, abandoned by the other.
And even with that anger, she couldn't break into the form that she knew would save her.
"Glacier!" Bea swept his arms forward.
"I'm not going to stand here and die." She spoke the words as a whisper, then yelled, "Stellar Spear!" Angel cupped her left hand inside of her right, and tucked them in below her right armpit. Golden energy formed in the space between hands.
Over head the Inferno Glacier headed steadily for her.
She yelled, and threw her hands forward, the narrow yellow beam shot out and up, and drove into the attack that Bea had launched.
There was a blinding flash of light as the attacks merged and Bea's attack slowed slightly.
Tears of frustration flowed freely from Angel, she wasn't scared, But she was angry.
This was no way to die.
She pushed again, the wave of energy intensified.
Bea floated above with his arms crossed and watched.
She could see his face in her mind. Proud to the point of arrogance, his lips splint in a knowing smirk. No remorse would show in his eyes.
All he'd show was a smug cockiness at wiping an inferior opponent from the universe.
"I'm not inferior, damnit." For a split second Angel's power multiplied. Her hair flashed with golden energy, the attack from above nearly stopped, and then Angel went slack. Her eyes couldn't focus, her legs wouldn't hold her. She collapsed toward to the dust.
Bea smiled, not the imagined smirk, but a real smile of pride. He placed two fingers to his forehead, and appeared over her unconscious form.
He held out his right hand, and grasped that wrist with his left. "End Game!" A brilliant white beam wash over the Inferno Glacier, and both faded away.
Bea looked at Angel proudly. "I knew you just need the proper motivation."
She barely stirred.
Later back at the medical center, Bea had caught hell from the Yardratian medical professionals for putting Angel through the treatment.
He shrugged it off with a laugh. He knew now Angel could transform, it might take her a while to master it, but he was positive she would be able to hold it.
He went back in and sat by her bed. She glowered at him.
"You were going to kill me…"
"No, but I needed you to find that crushing emotion. Betrayal by Pikada and I, I figured that'd do the deed."
"Did he know?"
"Oh yeah, he was tasked with deflecting that attack if it got a way from me."
"Too bad it didn't work." She sullenly said.
"You don't remember?"
She looked confused.
"You transformed, just for a second, but it was a full transformation. You should be proud."
"Medics say I'm good to go. When do we leave?"
"I figure another week and we should be ready to head out. We don't need to return to Earth for another year and a half or so. Maybe we can explore a bit before we return."
He turned back to Angel, who had fallen asleep in her bed.
"Pleasant dreams, Angel." Bea said as he strolled away.
Planet Yardrat shrunk to a pin point of light, indistinguishable from the myriad of stars it joined.
Master Udon and his comrades had supplied the Saiyans with many choices of their local cuisine, supplies, and clothing. Their farewell had been short. Bea promised to use instant transmission to comeback one day, and extended an offer to visit them on Earth in a couple of years.
Now they lay about a light year apart as the scout ship accelerated into the Galaxy.
Bea had dug through the ship's log and found a system he believed would be perfect for their next stage of training.
Meanwhile on Earth the countdown to the rise of the Androids continued to roll by.