Chapter 13

Turles's power began to skyrocket, as built his energy up, as a smile crossed his face, looking at Bardock. "Don't worry. I'm not going there just yet. No, I want to savor this with my mind uninhibited by the transformation. Bardock," he began in a deep voice. "You have no idea how long I've been waiting for this."

Bardock had managed to regain his composure and was now staring Turles dead in the eyes. "Is it really going to end like this," was all he could say taking his battle stance.

Turles said nothing, lowering his head, and before Bardock's eyes vanished, appearing behind him, a split second later. "Yes," he spoke delivering a bone-jarring punch to Bardock's jaw as he turned , following that up with a lightning fast barrage of kicks and punches, ending with Turles sending Bardock away with one more furious blow to the face. "So, this is the growth…impressive," Turles thought, clenching his fist, as he relished the beating he'd just given his cousin.

Bardock managed to right himself, caught off-guard by Turles's assault. "Fine…but I don't think you're ready for this," he spoke, as he powered up, his aura a deep blue, as he launched himself Turles.

Turles put his guard up, but was caught by Bardock, with a strong shot to the stomach, followed by an uppercut, that popped the dark-skinned Saiyan into the air, allowing Bardock to pick his ankle, before swinging him by his leg in a circle, gaining speed, until finally tossing Turles through several pieces of debris from Frieza's ship.

Bardock, not wanting to lose the offensive, quickly gave chase, managing to position himself in the spot Turles would be coming through, and just as Turles came crashing through another large piece of stone, Bardock threw a heavy right fist aimed at the back of Turles's head, only for Turles to vanish and reappear behind Bardock, catching him off guard, and wrapping his arms around his body, trapping Bardock's arms at his sides.

"Alright, cousin. Let's see how you like a taste of your own medicine," Turles said, as he quickly flew upward, with a struggling Bardock, crashing his cousin head-first through several chunks of floating rock and metal, before letting him go, leaping back, and hitting him with a clothesline to the back of the head. "You're a joke," Turles called, as he watched, him fall. "Fasha was a fool to ever think you'd be strong enough to protect her-it's plainly obvious that I'm the superior warrior!"

All was quiet for a few minutes as Turles looked around, trying to spot Bardock among the wreckage, his anxiety getting the better of him, at finally getting a crack at his cousin. "Come out," he shouted, aiming his palm at the spot where he guessed Bardock was. "Fine…then I'll just blast you out," he spoke, firing off a barrage of purple ki blasts.

Meanwhile…back on Yardrat…

Vegeta Sr. couldn't believe his eyes, as he gazed at what was now Zarbon's face, but bulbous and more reptilian in shape and appearance.

"Wh-what happenend to him," Vegeta Jr. asked, shaking next to an awestruck Nappa.

"I-I don't know…I never knew Zarbon could transform like this," Nappa admitted.

Zarbon laughed, as he took a step closer to Vegeta Sr., licking his lips. "Now, then…shall we let the fun begin," he asked, looking back at Frieza who smiled.

"Do as you wish, Zarbon, but two things," he spoke, putting up two fingers. "First off, don't go ahead and kill Vegeta just yet…let him live…I'll finish him off, and when the other two monkeys arrive, I'll take them myself-but aside from that, feel free pound the insect til your heart's content," the evil overlord laughed, sitting in his hover chair.

"Of course, My Lord," Zarbon spoke, turning his attention back Vegeta Sr., who by now, had hardened himself, and was preparing to do battle.

"Zarbon! I don't care how much bigger you've gotten…you still will not defeat me," Vegeta Sr. growled, his aura blazing a deep purple. "I was…no, I am an elite warrior, and The King of All Saiyans," he howled launching himself at Zarbon, unleashing a furious barrage of blows at the reptilian prince's form, finishing his attack with an Execution Beam at point black range to Zarbon's face, blasting him back several feet, and into the side of a mountain, burying him under rubble.

Nappa looked in shock at the brutality of the assault while Vegeta Jr. cheered his father on.

"That was awesome, dad-I knew you could do it," the young Saiyan said.

"Do what," Fasha said flying close to Nappa and Vegeta Jr, along with Raditz.

"Didn't you see it," Vegeta Jr. asked. "My dad just beat Zarbon," he boasted.

"Wow, your dad beat Zarbon," Raditz asked, in shock. "That's so cool!"

"Well of course he won. There was no way my dad was gonna lose here, he might even go ahead and beat Frieza," Vegeta Jr. smirked.

Fasha's eyes widened as she looked over at Nappa who confirmed the tale. "Wow…I had my doubts," she said, looking over at Vegeta Sr. who was attempting to recover after the onslaught he'd just given Zarbon. "But…maybe we can win this thing," she said, turning her sights to Frieza.

Raditz shook his head. "Nu-uh, my dad is gonna be the one to beat Frieza," Raditz declared.

Vegeta Jr. merely scoffed. "Poppycock! There's no way your dad's gonna be the one to be the one to beat Frieza!"

Nappa turned to Fasha while the two children argued. "Where are Turles and Bardock, anyway," he asked.

The question shook Fasha a bit, remembering the revelation given to her by Bardock that Turles was in love with her. "They…they're talking about something, and Bardock said they'd be down ASAP," she lied, hoping it would become truth.

Vegeta Sr. was shaking out his arm, having hurt himself in his assault on Zarbon, but feeling more confident than ever. "Did you see that, Frieza! That's the might of The Saiyan race," he boasted, a smirk coming across his face.

Frieza just merely smiled, and laughed. "Zarbon, I believe you can stop playing possum now."

The statement shocked all the Saiyans, and in one swift movement, Zarbon had blown his way from under the debris, and was standing behind Vegeta Sr. his hands wrapped tight around the Saiyan Elite's neck.

Zarbon laughed demonically, as he tightend his grip on the struggling Saiyan's throat. "Sorry, Lord Frieza, I was just having a little fun, but don't worry, I'll not kill him…I'll just make him wish he was dead," he said, bursting out into hysterical laughter.

Fasha, Raditz, Vegeta Jr. and Nappa were dumbfounded at how Zarbon was able to keep going after the attack by Vegeta Sr.

"This guy…he's a monster," Fasha said, shaking.

Nappa though, had an odd look in his face, his breathing slow and methodical, which caught the attention of Vegeta Jr.

"N-Nappa? What's wrong," the young Saiyan asked.

Nappa ignored Vegeta Jr. "Fasha…I want you to take the boys and run…go back to the ship…find SOMETHING that can help us…I'm gonna try and stall him."

"But you can't! Look how strong he is," Raditz protested.

"I'm not going anywhere," Vegeta Jr. declared, turning to Nappa.

"There right, Nappa. We have to-" Fasha's words were cutoff, as Nappa threw himself at Zarbon, allowing Vegeta Sr. to free himself, as Nappa's rush staggered the monster prince.

Vegeta Sr. was gasping for breath, on his hands and knees clearly winded by Zarbon's attack, as he coughed, some of his blood splattering on the ground, from the pressure of Zarbon's chocking him.

Zarbon wiped his mouth, a trickle of blood coming from it, before smiling. "So, another lamb leaps to the slaughter," he spoke. "Well, then…Lord Frieza has made no mention of sparing your life…so prepare to die," he said, leaping at Nappa, who managed to hold him, as the two mammoth warriors tested each others strength.

"Fasha! Get going," Nappa called back, not taking his eyes off Zarbon, igniting his Lightning Aura.

Fasha's muscles tensed. "Why…why do they keep sending me away," the thought ran through her mind, as she growled. "Vegeta! Raditz! We have to get back to the ship," she said, taking off, in the direction of the ship.

Raditz was about to join his mother, when he noticed Vegeta Jr. hesitating. "Vegeta, come on! We have to hurry!"

Vegeta Jr. shook his head. "I can't! I can't leave my father!"

Raditz floated over to Vegeta Jr. "But we have to go find something to help or he could die. We need all the help we can get, and he's got Nappa here to help too," Raditz explained, putting a hand on Vegeta Jr.'s shoulder.

Vegeta Jr. struggled with his choices for a minute before nodding, at Raditz, and the two Saiyans took off towards the ship, after Fasha, catching up to her after a bit.

"So, Mom, what are we supposed to be looking for exactly," Raditz asked?

Fasha adopted a troubled look on her face. "I…I'm not really sure…," she began.

"There has to be something," Vegeta Jr. interrupted. "I know there is," he said, in a lower tone, as the Saiyans flew on silently.

Back in space…Turles and Bardock's battle still raged…

Bardock and Turles had resumed their battle, trading world-rocking blows, back and fourth, with neither warrior picking out a clear advantage, but both trying there hardest, a devastating blow forcing a stalemate between the two-blowing them apart.

"Turles! Why are you only just now saying anything about this," Bardock asked, his breathing labored.

Turles, holding his chest, growled. "What was I supposed to do! You know how much I tried to get her to notice me-to love me? But the entire time…it was you…she picked you, over me, and I don't understand it! Who's stronger? I am! Who's faster? I am! Who's better? I am," he shouted, his aura exploding. "But somehow…someway, things happened…and she fell for you…"

Bardock growled. "You think I knew? If you'd have told me how you felt about Fasha before we were together, I wouldn't have dated her! What, was I just supposed to assume you liked her?"

"Shut up," Turles shouted, launching a purple ki blast at Bardock, who countered punching the blast away with his Heat Phalanx.

"Turles…I'm sorry things worked out the way they did for you…but you can't seriously think killing me-no trying to kill me, is going to fix anything, can you," Bardock asked.

Turles's body was shaking with rage. "You're sorry…I don't need your pity!" Turles spat. "And it's only fair…if I can't have her, I'll make sure you don't have her either!"

Bardock shook his head. "Turles…you won't beat me," he said, coldly, his aura starting to glow a light yellow. "I have a mission to complete," he spoke, his hair, starting to take a blond tinge, and stand on end. "I've got too much riding on this," he spoke, his body tensing up, his head lowering, and his voice growing deeper. "I'm going to change the future!" he shouted, his aura exploding-blinding Turles for a brief moment, before the light subsided and in front of him, Bardock stood-a Super Saiyan. "Turles, you can't beat me."

Turles's body shook, but he smirked. "You know, cousin. Your power may be great, but as I told you," he began, as his body began to tense up. "I'm stronger…," his own aura, changing from purple to clear, and gaining a golden hue. "I'm faster…," his pupils disappeared as his body began to shake, taking Bardock by surprise. "And I'm better," he shouted, as a familiar bright light engulfed the area, as Turles stood at the epicenter, a Super Saiyan.

Bardock stared in disbelief. "How did you-,"

Turles charged at Bardock kneeing him in the face, and smacking him to the side. "The time for talk is over, Bardock…the real battle is about to begin!"