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Sadala Chronicles

Special Epilogue

The Meaning of Truth - Tournament of Destroyers

I

Age 779.

Six months have happened since his arrival at Mayone, where a group of Space Pirates invaded the planet to steal the natural resources. The pirates were tough, using special equipment to fight Frost's forces and the mighty Saiyans, the strongest mercenary group in the universe.

However, after six months, they were close to defeating the group in the grand Dukan bridge that led to the capital of the planet. They were all fighting the last members of the evil pirates, that wore armors made of bio-mechanical-bones, tough enough to endure the strength of the Saiyans.

One of his fellow Saiyans was struggling with the leader, a man that belonged to a race with goat horns and yellow mantis eyes named Manza. He never heard the name of his race, but he was a powerful foe.

The two were fighting shoulder to shoulder without neither backing down.

"Gah! You're strong, but you're nothing compared to us!"

"Annoying muscle-head!" Manza yelled.

Then, Manza punched him in the neck with enough strength to send him flying. His comrade almost fell below the bridge and didn't get up.

"Be proud of your strength all you like, monkeys!" Manza said with a smug grin, "we are taking all of the silver liquid of this carcass of a planet, and there is nothing you people can do about it!"

He flew towards him in a reckless act. Seeing him flying, Manza attacked Cabba with enough strength that both end up punching their faces in a cross-counter, and their strength made the earth shake.

Manza chuckled when he saw the opponent that was half his size, barely reaching his hips.

"What is this? A child? Do I look like a nanny?"

Cabba spat blood on the ground.

"I'm a Saiyan from Planet Sadala named Cabba!"

Without a time to lose, Manza took Cabba's arm and threw him into the ground. He then prepared to stab Cabba with his sword leg.

"What a lame name, boyo!"

Manza tried to step on the young Saiyan's head, but Cabba stopped him by grabbing his sword with his hands. Manza was chuckling as the brat's hands were bleeding as the flesh was being ripped, but that chuckle turned into anger, as he was getting burned. Cabba was overheating the blade with his energy which in turn was burning the pirate leader.

"Let go of me, boyo!"

"I will not allow you to hurt my comrades or anyone else!"

Before the flames got more heated, Cabba let go of him and got up, repeatedly kicking him with the precision of a fencer and the strength of a hammer all over his body.

Manza fell to the ground, but in a villainous audacity took a remote control out of his pocket.

"You guys can destroy a planet, but can you stop a heart attack coming from your bodies? "

Cabba stood still, shocked. "What?!" He tried shooting at the remote controller, but Manza moved his hand, letting himself be attacked instead.

"In few seconds, I shall unleash a powerful virus in all the planet. You won't even survive it. So long, you annoying apes!"

Then, a red blast appeared from the side and destroyed the controller. Entering the bridge there was a giant blue reptilian with an audacious grin.

Cabba couldn't contain his joy.

"Frost, my lord!"

"I'm here!" he said grinning while making a peace sign.

Frost took out the remaining pirates, and Cabba rushed to his comrade. Luckily, he was alive, just unconscious. He noticed something strange, a small hole in the neck. Cabba touched it, and for a few seconds felt dizzy.

When he recovered himself, he helped him get up.

"W-what… what happened?"

"Manza took you down with a poisonous needle, alright," Cabba said to him while getting up. "I shared some of my energy with you, but is not as good as the healing pods."

His comrade stood up rather violently and pushed him aside.

"To think I had to be saved by the scrawny new blood, bah!"

Cabba didn't say anything. Ever since he arrived there, some of his senior Saiyans made it clear they didn't like him. The terrorist attack from six months ago made them in the group suspect he was only brought up as a sort of nepotism, that he didn't deserve to be there.

He didn't think that, not this time at least. He's probably angry about his prey being stolen, Saiyan's are antsy about that.

Man, now my hands are bleeding. I need to treat these injuries.

While carrying Manza on his shoulder with his big arm, Frost got close to him to greet him. They haven't seen each other for a while, at least three months. Frost was in his second form, a transformation of his that makes him 250 centimeters tall, with Cabba barely reaching his knees.

"I apologize for getting late. I was busy with another group at the other side of the planet. I'm impressed you still look the same, young Cabba."

Cabba bowed his head in sign of respect towards his hero.

"Is alright, sir. While it was rough, there were no casualties on neither side. I made sure of it."

"Good, good! I believe everyone can be useful. Oh! Look at your hands, do you need help?"

"No, sir. I'll look for bandages later."

"Hope you do that. By the way, have you… heard anything unusual from your comrades?"

"No, sir." Cabba said bluntly," They are loyal."

"Good. Let's not repeat history again." he then spanked Manza's back, "Well, I'm taking this bad boy to the Galactic Patrol and speak with the governor. Do you need anything?"

"No, sir." Cabba said bluntly.

"Ah, don't say that. Is time to celebrate, don't you want some money to eat some good food?"

Cabba's stomach was growling. Ever since he arrived at the planet, he hadn't eaten anything delicious in a good time other than tasteless rations and whatever animal he could find in nature.

He still had to decline.

"No, sir. If I were to eat anything, can all the members of my squad too?"

"Of course all of you would! My goodness, who do you take me for?"

Frost then got a pair of silver rods from his back. He didn't exactly know how Frost hid credits, as he didn't even knew if he even had pockets. Cabba took them, and bowed his head once again before the emperor left.

II

The party was quite intense. The governor, who was grateful for their efforts, let the Saiyans enjoy their time on the capital's square. There was tons of wine and beer, but the food was unappetizing.

"Yikes." One his comrades -a wall of muscle of almost two meters tall- said, "Look, we saved the planet and all and it was fun to fight, but ending it reminds me we never receive a proper reward for our efforts."

"What more would you want?" Another Saiyan said, a more slender but still visibly threatening guy. "We aren't Elite soldiers, we only receive a basic payment compared with those guys."

"Bah! Those guys. You guys heard the Coliseum in the capital was destroyed, right? I heard that one of the Elite members destroyed it while starting a terrorist attack."

"Yeah, and her nephew Renso was arrested. What a true shame, that captain was alright, I served under him in a mission. He trained non-combatants back home."

"Well, what are you gonna do."

Cabba arrived at the place carrying a fray full of delicious looking meat while having his hands bandaged. The meat -from different species of dinosaurs, animals and fishes- was expensive, costing around 30000 credits (which is what two silver rods would amount), something that very few people could afford -not even he, with his annual salary being exactly that-, and enough to satisfy an entire village of regular humanoid species for a week. To his small squad of eight Saiyans, it would be enough for a night.

"I brought food, everyone. Let's have a feast!"

Everyone was overjoyed in celebration, although some of them looked angry at him. Not surprisingly, it was the comrade he saved before who asked the question.

"You bought that with what money, brat?"

"Frost paid us a handsome reward, I think that's all you need to know, Nio."

"Hmph." Nio returned to his drink. "You hang around too much with him. What are you, a sort of toy to him?"

He ignored the comment.

Everyone celebrated, but Cabba kept his distance keeping an eye on the surroundings. He could never be too careful. He drank a bit of the wine, but the taste wasn't exactly pleasing. Eating meat however was a treat, as he so long missed the flavor.

But eating would be easier if it wasn't for the pain in his hands.

"So, what do you think those Elite guys are doing now?"

"Who knows" Nio replied. "Those guys couldn't care less of what we low-life do, so we should pay with the same coin."

"Is weird it took us so long to finish this mission," Nio said. "They had weird weapons, made us Saiyans look like chumps."

"Luckily we had no casualties. The pirates grow stronger every day. If only we knew who the true leader is."

"The "true" leader? What do you mean by that?" Cabba asked.

The two looked at him, with Nio looking at him with a stern looking in his eyes.

"Mind your own business, brat." Nio said before returning to his drink.

Cabba looked at him annoyed, not knowing what his deal was. The other guy -named Repol- took a bite from his meat and looked at him grinning a little.

"New blood, the pirates aren't a fully organized group. They are different factions with different goals. If it wasn't for their leaders, they would be fighting by themselves. And those leaders must have a leader, just like we Saiyans have captains led by the king. Every leader we have captured, including Lusk and Manza, was nothing more than a smokescreen."

"I...I see." Cabba said.

"Everyone knows that, New Blood," the guy said in a mocking fashion. Cabba paid no attention to it and tried to relax while enjoying his meat. "Is the cycle of life. We are pawns, with two players controlling both sides of the conflict."

"You make it sound like is a good thing," Nio said, taking the complete leg of a stegosaurus, "I may work for the army, but one day I will challenge the king and rule everyone! I will become a player!"

"Yeah, right." Repol mocked him by strangling his own neck, acting like if he couldn't breathe, "Good luck with that, frog neck!"

The two then started to fight. The captain of the squad had to stop them, telling them to leave to the outside of the city to not disturb the citizens. Cabba thought about what they said for a bit.

Well, they may have leaders, Cabba thought, but at the end of the day, they are evil. They won't ever feel regret for their actions.

The party continued normally for an hour. Nio and Repol returned extremely injured, with Nio resulting victorious in the fight. He threw Repol on the fountain and started drinking again before he fell to the ground. The squad laughed at their stupidity.

Their laugh was stopped when a mysterious woman arrived at the party, though. Cabba saw her, and a strange and familiar feeling came to him.

"Greetings gentlemen." She said with a serene expression, like if she wasn't aware of being surrounded by a bunch of Saiyans, "I was informed Frost would be on this planet. Can anyone of you tell me where?"

She didn't transmit any sort of energy.

She was a really tall and attractive woman. Cabba would barely reach her torso if they were to compare. She was of a pale blue skin color, with a long silver hair held in a ponytail, and her mysterious purple eyes were intriguing. She wore a strange green outfit, while holding a staff as long as her.

You are nothing.

In a flash, he hid from her under the table, hoping nobody would notice.

Sadly, they noticed.

"What are you doing, Cabba?" One of them said while laughing, "Are you afraid of women?"

His breathing became irregular.

Yes, I'm afraid!

One of the men got close to her, a guy with a really messy and pointy hair who was clearly drunk. "Hey babe, you look like my kind of woman!" She didn't reply, but her expression was no longer serene. It was cold. "What do you say? Don't you want to bear the child of a Saiyan?"

She smiled.

"You Saiyans evolved from simians, right? I wonder what would happen if you evolved from something else."

And in a very calm fashion, she touched him with her stab.

The man, who was a big guy with defined muscles, started to scream. His skin turned pink, his nose vanished, and he slowly and painfully became smaller and smaller, until there was nothing but a little pig that was even smaller than Cabba.

The squad freaked out.

"Ah! Frost, right?" said the same guy turned now into a pig, "He is in the governor's home! I'm sorry for annoying you, mistress!"

The woman smiled once again like if nothing ever happened, and went into the direction of the building while walking calmly.

They all looked at Cabba instantly.

"New blood, why did you hide from her?" One of them asked while pointing at the pig, "do you know that woman?"

Cabba didn't say anything, he merely kept hidden under the table.

III

The men tried to get him out of the table, but it was no use. Cabba even kicked them to get away from him. Disappointed in him, they called him a coward for hiding information from them.

He ignored them. They don't know, they will never know what that woman -if she was even the same woman- did to him. And to think she was after Frost. He felt ashamed of himself for not doing anything but hiding, his hero was possibly in danger and he was doing nothing.

Suddenly, a new voice entered the place.

"Young Cabba, stand up. There is nothing to be afraid of."

The smooth voice of Frost calmed him down. With caution, he got out of the table and saw him as he knew him, in his normal form that was as tall as him. His red eyes calmed him down.

"Are you feeling alright?"

"S-sir… are you yourself?"

"Why of course I am myself. What kind of silly question is that?"

"W-where...where is that woman?"

Behind Frost there was the building of the governor in the distance, where the woman was waiting for them. Cabba felt relieved he was talking with the real deal.

"We need to talk with you about something. As a member of the Elite, you should show a better side of yourself, you know?"

All the Saiyans screamed in an incredulous voice, impressed of Cabba's status. "Excuse me for not telling you. I wanted to be treated as an equal with you." Cabba said after recovering his courage, and then looking at the pig that stood with his legs like a human.

The Saiyans looked at him with unconvincing smiles.

"No! No! Is okay, sir!" Nio said after recovering himself, "We apologize for troubling you all this time! Please take us into consideration for your next mission!"

His false expression annoyed him. Just a moment he was talking about defeating the king and now he is treating him like a prince. What a hypocrite.

He followed Frost to the governor's home, where they would talk with the mysterious woman.

The inside of the governor's home was comfortable, with the chimney making it feel like an inn. Despite having a chair to sit, the woman remained standing, looking at the both of them. Both Cabba and Frost sat in their respective chairs.

"Thanks for finding him, Frost."

"It was no big deal. I have to thank the governor for letting us use his office. So well, you asked me for the strongest Saiyan, now what do you need?"

Did he hear correctly? The strongest Saiyan? What was Frost speaking about?

"Good, good." She said with her serene voice looking at Cabba. "My name is Vados. I'm the attendant of Lord Champa, the God of Destruction of this universe."

The God of destruction? Frost did said one he knew the gods, is that why he and Vados are so formal with each other? What exactly is a god of destruction anyway?

"Lord Champa and his brother Beerus," she continued, this time looking at Frost, "are hosting a tournament with fighters from both universes all for the sake of a planet named Earth, and he wanted the strongest fighters."

Earth, right? That planet has been long inhabited, it was destroyed by countless civil wars and pollution from the native species a long time ago, as Renso told him once. Renso visited the planet to search for a pirate leader and it was a wasteland where nothing could ever grow again. To think that Sadala was close to that fate just a mere six months ago sent shivers up his spine.

"And he asked for me?" Frost asked with an audacious grin on his face. "Why, fighting to impress the God of Destruction would be an honor anyone would love to have, but I must decline. Right now we just finished stopping the conflict in this place, and there is another I must attend."

She chuckled, although with a soft voice.

"I imagined," she winked at him, "but Lord Champa has an offer you cannot refuse."

Frost looked at her interested. His tail was even moving in interesting ways.

"If you manage to defeat just one opponent, Lord Champa will provide full support for your army."

"Wh-what did you said?! "Frost exclaimed, even falling from his seat before standing again trying to hold his composure. "Are you serious? Well, this is certainly a most unexpected piece of good news. All right then! I'll fight!"

She then looked at Cabba. Her beautiful eyes made him nervous. She was too similar to her.

"Well, well. You must be the Saiyan Cabba. Greetings."

"Oh. Hello." he said, awakening from his thoughts trying to remain composed, "Umm… can I help you with something?"

"I heard that you're the strongest among the Saiyans."

He took a look at Frost with his eyes wide open, who was looking at him with interest.

"You told her this, sire?"

"Why yes. You have surprised me for the last six months ever since the tree incident, I think it would be interesting to show your abilities to the gods, young Cabba."

Cabba took a moment to think about it, before declining the offer.

"Well, I personally think I'm not that special. Why don't we call Lord Sadala? Maybe they have a veteran with better techniques than me."

"It won't be necessary," Frost said bluntly. "I think you're capable enough. You personally defeated "the strongest Saiyan" already, did you not?"

Cabba took a moment to look at her again. She kept her serene expression all the time. Cabba didn't know if it was creepy because it reminded her of the witch, or it was an uncanny presence in general.

"I… would love to prove my growth to you, sire. However, I'm tired and my hands are damaged due to the battles with Manza, and would take me at least a month until I'm fully recovered."

Vados chuckled once again. She touched his hands with her staff, and the injuries were all gone in a second. Instead of relief, he felt panic and jumped to the wall like a cornered mouse before calming himself. Frost was worried but Vados didn't pay attention to it, as she was watching the orb of her staff carefully.

"I've seen what you have done. You Saiyan warriors are most impressive. Simply flawless… Well then. Would you like to participate in a tournament against a team of fighters from Universe 7? I hear they have Saiyans on their team as well. It could be the perfect way to test your skill. You know, get that simian blood cooking?"

Recovering his hands was amazing, but a familiar feeling. He had to be cautious with that woman. He would have to go with her just to make sure Frost was alright. Dying for your hero is the greatest of causes. Although the simian comment offended him.

But the news of Saiyans from other universe was intriguing, to say the least.

"Another universe? With Saiyans? "I… I'll be honored to!"

"Marvelous, truly marvelous," Vados said while spinning her staff. "By the way… "

"Yes?"

"Lord Champa personally asked me to gather five warriors for the tournament, which included at least a Saiyan on the list. He personally selected one warrior though, a famous fighter named Botamo. However, I had to desist him from including a doctor named Rota. So, excuse me for asking this Cabba, but can you recommend one fighter?"

"Me?"

"Why yes. Frost recommends you, can you recommend someone that could defeat any Saiyan?"

Cabba knew who to call. With Vados help, he and Frost returned to Planet Sadala to find a good old friend.

Here comes the Universe 6 saga rewrite, with the point-of-view of this version of Cabba. Hope you'll find it interesting! And don't worry, this special won't be as long as the fanfic.

The dialogue between Frost, Cabba and Vados is taken straight from one of Dragon Ball Xenoverse 2' DLC side mission.