Twin Dragons

It is now the thirteenth of September 2064 A.D., according to planet earth the current time is 10:02 P.M. It's funny how this fight had begun, how it started with a single full power punch from the genotype that did nothing to Terry. Now as the fight has escalated the genotype is in his final form the tables just might have turned on the poor kid. But that remains to be seen, for now he just goes straight in with a single punch right to the genotype's face, it seemingly does nothing at all until he then shifts his lodged hand about 45 degrees clockwise. After a slow build up the tyrant's face was now being pulled into a spiral and soon his whole body was spinning rapidly in circles on top of flying backwards hitting a wall hard. The formation of rock crumbled to bits, burying the tyrant. One would think that one punch did the trick nicely….but much to Terry's dismay the genotype was fine, climbing out of that rubble no worse for ware, he was merely rubbing his cheek in a slightly annoyed fashion as if he got a kiss from his mother.

Lord Frieza;
"Was that suppose to be a love tap?"

Terry does not dignify that with a response, merely initiating a time stop and going for another go at his signature punch. This time fixing to double it, two punches, one for each side of his face. But as one would gather even this genotype was able to move fast enough to counter his time stop and swats both of Terry's fists away before then giving a solid kick right into the kid's gut. For that single moment the pain was immeasurable, everything in his body felt broken, everything felt like it wanted to just shut down so the pain would stop. And then came the genotype's tail, wrapping around the kid's neck and flinging him away, the poor lad skipping along the ground like a stone over water before coming to an abrupt stop against another rock formation. He has a difficult time getting back up after that blow.

Lord Frieza;
"This is not your full power. Not at all."

Terry Jones;
"Oh God not this again…."

Lord Frieza;
"Yes you've heard this all before but really if you weren't so weak this conversation wouldn't come up at all now would it?"

As the genotype makes his inquiry he continues his onslaught, forcing the poor kid on the defensive as he was being pounded by the tyrant's big white tail. Each crack of the whipping tail has the force to crush even the metal rocks around Terry, it is not even fathomable how he is still able to take these blows in his quickly dwindling state. Several of these blows are even starting to leave cracks in his armor, especially his helmet which the tail seems to favor taking shots at the most.

Lord Frieza;
"As Vegeta was stuck on that mud ball of a planet he was able to monitor your progress, and the one constant is that you were able to use your full power when your humanity was absent."

Eventually he stops just whipping with his tail and using it to strangle Terry, lifting him up into the air slowly by the neck.

Lord Frieza;
"Why do you insist on keeping your humanity? You know that if you just gave in to the beast within you would never be weak again. But here you are desperately trying to stay human even now, the odds are stacked against you that discarding your humanity is your only option for survival. Why do this to yourself? Why keep up this struggle?"

Even as he is being choked out he is able to speak….

Terry Jones;
"Maybe….it's because it's exactly…..what you assholes…..always want me to do? I'm no one's…..dancing monkey!"

Lord Frieza;
"Hmph, so be it."

And so the genotype uses his tail to slam the poor kid repeatedly against the ground. As he feels his head ringing after each solid slam against the ground Terry tries desperately to get the genotype's tail off from around his neck, holding on to what still remains of his conscious state he manages get his own footing and with one solid tug he manages to fling the tyrant into the air. The tyrant is still smiling, still amused at this boy's efforts, even as he sees the kid drawing energy towards the heart shaped cavity in his chest plate. After what little time he can afford charging up he then leans backwards, his chest armor opening up into some new configuration, the two big pieces of chest plating now forming butterfly wings, in the center is a great big crystal heart that pulses violently with the built up fury. The crystal gives off a blinding flash just before unleashing all that fury in one giant wave of blue death, one that Frieza actually shows some concern upon seeing. With a single hand the genotype is able to stop the wave from going any further, but upon stopping it he finds it cannot be held back, his hand is immediately fried to a crisp sending severe shocks of pain throughout his arm. It is so intense that Frieza has to use his free hand to brace his arm, after just momentarily getting the upper hand it seems now the tyrant is backed into a corner once again, with just this one great beam of laser death it looks that Terry has once more gained the upper hand…..

….but then Terry's body gives out. All that fury quickly vanishes as quickly as it came and it seems what reserves of strength Terry had finally run out. All those blows he took from the tyrant finally take their toll, and as it wasn't already bad enough the genotype appears right in front of the kid to give one more for the road. Even going as far as using his now burned hand for that extra bit of "fuck you", the genotype delivers one powerful hammering punch that shatters Terry's helmet to pieces, the resulting whiplash is enough to drop the kid hard on his back. He's not getting up after that one, and as he was down for the count there stood Frieza still feeling some pain in his burnt hand but otherwise weathering it just fine. Slightly disappointed as he were in this outcome he was still smiling, still somewhat satisfied that he had bested a titan of Ambrosia like himself. He aims his burnt hand towards the beaten child at his feet, outright pointing at the kid's face as energy is being built up in the fingertip.

Lord Frieza;
"Bang, you're dead."

But then there suddenly appears Sammy out of nowhere, fully powered up in her half naked super form, her left hand holding and orb of light that she holds up against the genotype's face before then squeezing tightly. It explodes into a flash of light blinding the genotype forcing him to outright miss with his finger beam. And as he stands there gripping his face in pain, Sammy snatches up Terry off the ground and outright bolts, taking to the air right into the thickest part of this rust storm.

Going as fast as she can as she holds Terry tightly against herself much like a mother fleeing with her infant child, cutting through the sea of rust with the speed of a bullet not even caring where she is going, so long as she gets Terry far enough away from that bastard Frieza. Not once does she look behind her, after a few minutes of flying low close to the ground she finds a spot to touch down. She places Terry down and up against a wall allowing him to sit upright, now that the two have stopped moving they are counting the seconds until that genotype is able to catch up to them.

Terry Jones;
"You should have went straight for your body. That's the reason I agreed to this stupid fight to distract him."

Samael;
"Yeah I picked up on that, but now I remember how to destroy it and if I go alone…I'm gonna need your help."

Terry Jones;
"Well that's just prime. But we still got one big problem to deal with."

Samael;
"So let's take care of it, together."

She extends a hand out for him to take, and the moment he takes her hand he feels his body suddenly come alive again. All of his weakness, all of his fatigue, all of the pain he is suffering just moments ago is now gone. And now there he stood next to Sammy still holding her hand, as they stood their auras ignite into dueling blazes, one is a deep blue and the other a red like pink. After a few moments the two opposing colors finally come together becoming a vibrant purple, fast streaks of blue and pink running across the main purple blaze creating this stunning almost resplendent beauty that both Terry or Sammy can't help but be in such awe that this is their own energy they are looking at. Before this point it seems the bond he shared with Sammy was just some momentary pick me up that was only relevant when it was first made, but now at last it is taking on a new meaning, at last the power shared between them is truly activating.

Lord Frieza;
"Nice fireworks display."

And there to kill the mood is the genotype, looking unamused particularly towards the little half naked girl who decided to butt in on the fight.

Lord Frieza;
"How did you even get free of those restraints, free from my men?"

Sammy just gives off a sly smirk.

Samael;
"A magician never reveals her tricks."

Lord Frieza;
"Cheeky little runt. Well since I promised you would go free regardless what happens this day, I have to ask why you are even here? Stand in my way and I will have no choice but destroy you."

Samael;
"You will try."

And after giving one last defiant smirk she takes to the air with Terry right behind her, the two go right for the tyrant with their fists forward. It was only by a hair but Frieza is able to dodge both incoming sets of knuckles, even as they were missing they were trying to score a hit by knee kicking at his head, it only phases him slightly as he immediately starts whipping his tail about. He doesn't even need to use his arms or legs, as his tail is seemingly able to spontaneously increase its length in seconds it is able to give our two heroes a complete run around, every attack they unleash is focused on getting this damn tail out of their way. Even when they shoot bursts of energy at Frieza the tail just deflects their shots, it got so aggravating for our heroes that Terry has to resort to tricking the damn thing into piercing a heavy enough chunk of metal rock that it momentarily gets stuck. They had no time to waste on just trying to cut the tail off, instead focusing their brief window of time on going right at the tyrant directly. They once more try to pincer attack him with their fists, but even as the impact force is intense he is able to stop both fists with the bones in his arms still intact, all they manage to do is push him back a ways before coming to a complete stop. It seems like Frieza is even going to overpower the two of them, any moment now he will no doubt just fling them away and they will have gotten nowhere even with their newfound power boost. As such Sammy decides to take the initiative, still having some of that black crystal material hidden in her mouth after using so much of it before, this is the last shard of it left. Terry has caught on to what Sammy intends to do….

Terry Jones;
"I guess this is the point where I have to admit defeat. I can't beat you…."

Lord Frieza;
"Why don't you save those words for after I beat you down? This fight is not over just yet."

Terry Jones;
"Maybe, but all the same it's clear I couldn't beat you on my own. Alone I am weak."

Lord Frieza;
"Hmph, so no matter how strong you are or can become, in the end you need someone to fight by your side?"

Terry gives one very cocky smirk.

Terry Jones;
"In more ways than one."

Frieza's reaction to those words imply that he had caught on to what this brat was doing, but by the time he heard Sammy spitting at his face it was already too late as something sharp lodged itself right into his left eye taking it out completely.

Lord Frieza;
"GRRRAAAAAGH!"

Writhing in pain he releases his hold on the both of them, with the free opening Terry goes right for the genotype's tail as Sammy gives a solid left hook right into the genotype's face. With an arm mounted energy blade Terry is able to slice that tail clean off. From there the two start circling around Frieza moving faster than speeding bullets, at such speed they continue to build energy between each other like an arc reactor, all the while they get in a few good licks on the genotype. At last Frieza manages to get the two monkeys off his back with a good solid explosion aura, but even after giving himself a little breathing he is not out of their wake as they go right back at him. And unlike before he cannot fully keep up with their onslaught, their speeding bullet like movements allow them to outpace him and get actual hits in. Soon enough he is once more on the ropes as the two of them continue to pound him relentlessly. Then at last the genotype goes on the defensive, with wide open palms he channels as much energy has he can into two giant purple discs of doom. Caught up in the moment Sammy just goes ahead and punches one of these discs and gets her hand atomized for her trouble. The pain is quite intense, but she is not too distraught by it as her hand immediately regenerates.

Samael;
"This has gone on long enough, we got more important things to do Terry."

Terry Jones;
"Yeah let's just blast him and get out of here."

They both charge up, ready to do a double energy attack, but just as they are about to fire Frieza suddenly vanishes and reappears right above them with both of his death discs now right on top of them. There they were, now fighting to keep themselves from getting sliced in half by these death saws, their feet are actually digging into the ground as Frieza applies intense downward pressure.

Lord Frieza;
"Well how about that?! You got a dues ex machina and you're still coming up short! I guess it's rather appropriate you admitted defeat already, at this rate you might as well give up!"

Terry Jones;
"…yeah, so it seems…."

Samael;
"But we're not done just yet!"

Lord Frieza;
"Then by all means, give it your last shot!"

The moment he says that, the death discs suddenly start to slow down little by little, as does the continuous storm of rust dust all around them. Eventually everything just stopped altogether, even Frieza, and this time he was not able to break free. The two heroes go from there, shattering the two frozen energy discs like they were mere glass before then leaping back a ways to ready their final attack.

Sammy stood on the right with Terry on the left. The knuckles of his right fist lock in with the knuckles Sammy's left hand, blue sparks immediately flying every which way as power builds up between the two fists until at last there was an overwhelming energy surge enveloping the two of them. As the two are now charging forward like a comet, Frieza is starting to move against the time stop, his body slowly picking up as much momentum as it can so he can try to counter the coming attack. But it is already too late, the two burning fists collide with his torso hard sending all that built up energy into his very being all but turning him into a humanoid light bulb shining at its brightest. Even after all the near fatal injuries Frieza has been dealt before, none of them compare to the surge of pain he is now trapped within. And with that he is sent flying straight back into a solid metal wall.

It felt like he was welded to the wall, not a single pat of him was able to move as he was gripped in a severe numbness that sapped all his strength. He could barely must enough strength to move his neck, slightly tilting his head enough to now see Terry and Sammy standing before him. They were still crackling with some energy, being so close to each other the synchronization of their bodies is still quite strong.

Samael;
"Let's get going Terry, we're done here."

Despite his current predicament the genotype can't help but smile again.

Lord Frieza;
"Are you really okay with this boy? You have me at your mercy and you're just gonna leave?"

Terry Jones;
"What are you complaining for? I admitted defeat to you already thus you won the fight by default, that has to count for something right?"

With that little remark he gives a sly smirk, at which point the two heroes vanish with another time stop leaving the genotype with that smile of his wiped clean off his face. His newfound anger is building as he tries to force his body off the wall he is fastened to, after ten minutes of struggle he manages to dislodge himself, feeling in his body is finally returning. And then along comes both Vegeta and Aisha, both wearing live support helmets to protect themselves against this sea of rust.

Lord Frieza;
"Oh good, my two favorite bumblers here to explain why that girl was able to interfere with my fight!"

Prince Vegeta;
"I offer no excuses. The boy was able to slip something to the girl that she was able to escape with, disabling her own restraints and-"

Lord Frieza;
"And I suppose she managed to incapacitate every one of my idiot men who wasted time watching my fight instead of keeping the little bitch restrained! Tell me at least some of those morons were at the weapon keeping it secure!"

Indeed there were, except now they were all dead. It is about thirty minutes later now, our two heroes were now walking into the deep metal cavern leading towards the weapon following only Sammy's psionic senses, all throughout the entrance tunnel there were dead bodies spread across the floor. Terry recognizes the way these bodies have been slain, the straight line cuts and spilt entrails, it could have been any manner of cutting weapon but with the broad size of these cuts it was most likely a sword. And given what is possibly down this cave there was only one person that could have killed these alien soldiers.

Samael;
"But my true body is still here, so why go through the trouble?"

Terry Jones;
"Just rolling out the red carpet for us, for me…"

Samael;

Terry Jones;
"So about this way you have to destroy this body of yours, it will work right?"

Samael;
"Well, the thing about my true body is that it doesn't really exist but it does at the same time. Real Schrondinger's Cat logic. Hopefully with what I have in mind we shouldn't even have to physically destroy it….which would cause an explosion that we most likely wouldn't be able to escape. A deliberate function to keep others from even fighting back."

Terry Jones;
"…..sounds like whoever made you were some real sick assholes."

Samael;
"They really were…."

Because of the urgent situation they pick up the pace, going deeper into this cavern as it starts leading into some ancient ruins of some sort. The deeper they go the more prominent the ruins become, the more is conveyed of the civilizations that once existed on this dead world.

And then at last they reach the deepest chamber they can possibly find in these ruins. And there it was, the true body of Samael. For her it was like seeing pictures in an old criminal record, just looking in a mirror and seeing her unbearable past. Terry's reaction however was far less casual, in fact he almost felt like he was going to lose his mind if he were to look at this thing for another minute. It was beyond description, a form that was both simplistic in its shape but all too complex in its build, there were quantum physics at play far beyond human comprehension to the point that there cannot be any logical explanation for this thing even existing.

Terry Jones;
"What the fuck is this thing? I was…..I was expecting some giant killer alien robot or some shit….."

Samael;
"Yeah I know, I still can't believe this was even me. I long forgotten what it was like being this thing."

Terry Jones;
"….and how the hell are we gonna get rid of this thing?"

As they stood there Sammy took Terry's hand, smiling.

Samael;
"You let me worry about that, just be my pillar of strength."

Having just seen this entity he is now not sure things will turn out right, but seeing her smile like that is very reassuring. As he smiles back he starts to release his energy, as Sammy does the same the two auras once more become a resplendent purple. Instead of a roaring flame this energy synchronization appears as soft light emulating sound waves. After a few moments of intense concentration the two are able to take the synchronization even further as their minds momentarily become one, two living computers hard wired together into a single processor twice the power that either one alone can process. And then he can hear a voice, it is not in a tongue he can speak but because of his current connect with Sammy he knows what this voice is saying, he is able to follow along with Sammy's conversation…

Samael;
"No, I am not here to become one with you again…yes, I'm afraid there is no use for you at all…..I'm sorry, I know it is not fair to you but that's just how it is…yes, it's time for you to go…..godspeed my old friend…."

It is unclear just exactly when Ryo-Ohki had touched down on the planet's surface after finally arriving in this quadrant. But before it even touched down on the surface, one of its passengers had already jumped off the ship to go on ahead.

Aliantrice was already soaring high in this planet's sky, cutting through into the sea of rust trying to get a more solid fix on the two familiar energy signatures she picked up on. It is difficult to fly as fast as she can, too much throttle and she will reveal her presence to the inhabitants of this world, so here she is dealing with this cumbersome gliding method trying to get as much of this thin air under her large wings as she can just to keep at a consistent speed. She's been at this tiring endeavor for about twenty or so minutes at the most, still no solid reading…

Aliantrice Zephirot;
"Finally."

There was a sudden spike. It was not exactly the same energy reading but more a hybrid combination of the two, some kind of synchronization that she has never seen before. The more her sensors picked up on it the more she started to wonder what her two beloved ones have been up to. There is a great anticipation to see what they have become in her absence, such an eagerness to see how they've grown that she stops taking it easy. She stops gliding. her body sparking with power she starts to fly at supersonic speed. So high is her energy output, so fast is her speed, she ends up revealing herself to the three villains below. She carelessly flies so close to them as she passes over they don't even need special sensory equipment to spot her. Frieza is none too pleased, not when that speeding object is also headed towards his destination, at this rate it seems he has already lost the trump card in his possession…

It is done, the true body of Samael was reduced to mere ash in the wind. With their combined strength of minds they were able to silence this weapon, causing it to flat out end its own existence by its own hand. Still holding hands they stood triumphant in their endeavor…but as she expected it was literally like committing suicide. Turns out she was more attached to that body than she figured, with it gone….there was nothing keeping her here in this universe. As she let go of Terry's hand and started to fall over all her senses suddenly cut off, her sight was the last to go. Her mind was getting more fuzzy the deeper she fell, all sense of time and space had completely vanished. She's fading…fading…..fading…

But then, something reaches out to her, some spark in the darkness that pulls her back. She suddenly snaps right back to reality, on top of her is Terry cradling her head as his lips are locked with hers. All he is doing is kissing her yet it feels as if he was inside her right now. His very essence, his very life force being channeled through his lips right into her very being keeping her from fading. This sensation is even more invigorating than necessary, throughout her body the sensation is causing such physical bliss she feels like she is about to climax. But then it stops, after that kiss Terry just tumbles to the side now breathing heavily, the life force transfer having left him completely drained of stamina. Sammy is just as exhausted but now she is no longer fading, her body feels even more whole than it has in a long time.

Samael;
"The hell…..just happened….?"

Terry Jones;
"You're asking me? You're the expert on energy transfer and shit…."

Samael;
"Oh you gotta be…..kidding me. You risked giving me…..your life force without any….idea what you were even doing…..?!"

Terry Jones;
"I…..I had to do something! You were….you were almost gone….."

So many blurring emotions brought about by those few words.

Samael;
"You…..fucking idiot…..always gotta be a hero….."

Tenchi Masaki Jurai;
"Yes and because of it he really fucked up."

And there he was, the normal looking guy in all his horrific glory. In fact he was almost in complete white now, the kind of garb that only gods would wear. And he has a particular sword in hand, one that looks like it was made to slay even the greatest of titans, and there he was waving it about like a serial killer gleefully playing with a knife as he slowly approached the two helpless heroes. They were able to sense his energy, Terry in particular wishes he was facing Frieza instead…..that genotype at his best was not nearly so strong….

Tenchi Masaki Jurai;
"Yes, you're afraid aren't you? Now you see why Frieza wanted to ascend to new heights in the first place."

Samael;
"…..so….how long….?"

Tenchi Masaki Jurai;
"I was here since yesterday. I must say the boy really put up a damn good fight, pity he couldn't finish the job himself like I asked. And worse you go and destroy the one thing I asked you to get for me."

Terry Jones;
"What part of…..I don't work for you…..did you not understand?"

Tenchi was now right on top of them.

Tenchi Masaki Jurai;
"I was created to be a god, in fact I was created to be the God….or at least what the Jurai wanted their one true god to be. Three goddesses created me to lead the universe in what they perceive to be a golden age. Even my own mother was in on it, giving her own life to give life to a new god. But the worst part? There was not one part of my life that was miraculous, not one time did anything I went through happen by chance, not even my encounter with a supposed space pirate. Not the Jurai princess. Not that idiot galaxy police officer. I had no control over any aspect of my life, just some goddamn tool. Any choices I thought I made for myself was just following someone else's plan, my life was never in my own hands. I figured that you could relate…."

Terry Jones;
"…my life…..is in my own hands….."

The end of Tenchi's blade was now a mere inch from the kid's neck.

Tenchi Masaki Jurai;
"It was until now. Y'know, I could have helped you break free of ALICE, they only think they have sway over me but as you can see even they would have trouble with a true god. The universe will have trouble dealing with the god they wanted."

Even now Terry can't help but be his usual defiant self letting of a sly smirk.

Terry Jones;
"You're no god…you're just another asshole….."

To Tenchi those were the boy's last words, with a cold glare he raises his sword up high ready to deal the last blow. Terry doesn't seem afraid to die though that could just be the defiant look he is still giving, Sammy meanwhile is so distraught she tries to force her body to move, after what he just did for her she cannot bear to see him die like this. If only she could just. Fucking. Move. An arm. If only someone was here to help them…..then all of a sudden there was a swift blur from behind Tenchi, some kind of hand that just grabbed hold of Tenchi's head and took it clean off in a swift clean stroke. The headless body had lost all of its splendor, all that god like power gone in an instant, the sword had quickly broken up into mere fragments. It was quite horrifying seeing Tenchi suddenly lose his head, his body falling over to the side just as blood started to gush out.

Terry Jones;
"Oh my God…"

Neither Terry or Sammy could believe their eyes, but there she was. That blue haired goddess holding the severed head of that fool Tenchi, flinging it as hard as she could behind her. After which she took to one knee before them, looking at them as though she couldn't even believe she had finally found them.

Aliantrice Zephirot;
"Hey there Tough Guy."

She spoke in such a calm voice as if she was able to keep her composure…..but in just a few seconds her composure went right out the window as she started to lose it. Tears ran down her face as she reached for them both, pulling them up off the ground and holding them close to her bosom. This cannot be real, this has to be some sort of fever dream before death and Tenchi has already ended them both….

Terry Jones;
"Is it…..really you….?!"

Aliantrice Zephirot;
"Yes! It is….it's really me…."

Samael;
"How….?!"

Aliantrice Zephirot;
"….It's a long story."

One that will have to wait, for now Aliantrice just wants to be in this moment. After so long these three have been trying to find each other, now at last this surrogate family is whole again.