Warning Saga: Part Two
Chapter Thirty Seven: Mysterious Youth and a Grim Future
This bold young warrior sent his aura flying higher into the air the ground, as well as the dismembered soldiers, lifting up while he screamed louder. Frieza typically to himself was unimpressed, his own inability to detect ki partially contributing to this. The air shot out blowing Frieza slowly back with the dust lifting cyclonic in a dust devil. This young man grinned staring toward the glowering tyrant, shout quieting.
"Big deal you had a bright light show," Frieza sighed his red eye locking onto the purple haired stranger." That is not going to impress me you fool," the Arcosian dashed forward, but to his surprise this human was able to avoid his blow without much effort, his foot crunching into the ground.
"I guess you're not in a mood to talk," this mystery smiled happily. He crouched into a charging stance once more the ground beneath him splitting slowly apart from the sheer magnitude of energy he was exerting." Frieza I presume you're here for the Super Saiyan," the lights of his aura danced across his even toned tan skin as Frieza pushed himself from the rocky soil.
"I am but you could keep me busy until then, as will your fellow Earthlings," the enhanced Arcosian smiled smugly. King Cold remained quiet rather humored by the young human's antics to anger his son." In short, I will kill you, then destroy all of these humans by hand," the lights blinked from within his eyes tracking the movement of the human's body when he sprang backward as well.
The Earth's forces flew to the top of the ridge but the figures remained dots on the canyon floor. Most of them sensed the energy and decided it was time to investigate, but if they had focused behind themselves the defenders may have noticed Bulma landing her craft. The pure blooded Saiyans were taking interest in this bold individual his power being close to their own.
"Don't worry, I wasn't talking about Son Goku," the warrior's hair lifted up with the pulse of energy around him. The ground spun around his feet rocks crashing into each other and breaking away." The Super Saiyan you are here for is right here!" he pulled his arms to his side a large ki sending dust into the royal Arcosians face.
"Grrrr..." his voice droned on as a pulse of light ran up his aura lifting his hair."AAAH!" this youth growled louder his aura gaining a golden tint. The ground shifted beneath him cratering under the pressure of his power. Bio-electricity swung around the billowing tower of energy crackling slowly like a kindling log in a fire."RAAAAAAAH!" the golden light shone out of the blue his power level elevating in a ballooning fashion.
The defenders of Earth were awestruck this power was unbelievable. Turles and Vegeta tried to disregard that this warrior may just be a Super Saiyan but their faces gave this away. The screams ricocheted around the canyon bouncing off of the steep cliffs.
"Its my dad it has to be he's a Super Saiyan!" Gohan leapt with absolute joy believing his father had returned without any of them noticing. Raditz grabbed his shoulder calming him down.
"You don't want to tip off Frieza if it is Kakarot we'll have to wait until its over to greet him," Raditz stated calmly. Turles and Vegeta shook their heads in agreement hoping that they would have the chance to meet this Super Saiyan.
"All right, I guess you're right," the seven year old sighed." Do it dad,:
Krillin was sent skidding by the massive wind gust rolling like a tumbleweed until his could brace his feet against the ground.
"Gee thanks guys, you know that this story couldn't last another saga without me," Son Goku's best friend made a joke but was quickly quieted by death glares from the three full-blooded Saiyans.
"Frieza is this the Super Saiyan you were referring to?" the elder Frost Demon asked as gust of wind slowly spun about them. The King wanted to do battle with this Super Saiyan himself hearing the legends but never seeing one in his vast and varied life.
"No, father this one is new but I could have sworn I killed the rest of those filthy apes," the tyrant snarled angrily as the Saiyan before him began to glow in a yellow tint.
"This is one Saiyan that you will not kill ,understand?" his aura shot out in a flaming pattern as his hair rose on end. Gold filled the view his lavender hair transitioning to gold. The ground shattered as his screams began once more. His eyes pierced through the gold the same emerald green as the Earth's hero's." What's the matter Frieza? You look like you've seen a ghost don't worry you'll be one soon," those words sent Frieza into a frenzy.
"You'll die for such insolence!" he flew up into the air his index finger glowing orange with a small light ball at the end. It expanded rapidly sparks of light bolting off into the air while the power slowly grew more and more. The air turned into plasma around it as the orange was mixed with black and purple forming a crackling ball of macabre energy.
This Super Saiyan youth seemed unaffected by the massive sphere of planetary destruction. He was quite relaxed in fact he yawned at the boredom of Frieza's efforts to try and terminate the planet known as Earth. The golden locks atop his head waved in the wind as the ball gained another three feet to its diameter. The younger Frost Demon hissed at him as the Saiyan looked on.
"My, my, Frieza quite the short temper you have there," this Super Saiyan laughed as the ball seemed complete. He took a step forward the hilt of his sword bobbing with each step. The closer he got the more irritated Frieza became as the young man made him angrier and angrier." All right let me have it if you would be so kind," this warrior said elegantly, mocking the tyrant on purpose.
"Die you simian trash!" the sphere was launched at high speed toward him. It collided head on with the warrior slowly boring a hole into the ground as if the warrior had lost. Frieza touched down beside his father.
"Well how anticlimactic I expected more from a Super Saiyan," Cold pouted as Frieza snarled." Quite the shame that one of these apes nearly killed you now, isn't it?" this made Frieza even more livid.
"Don't mention that, That proves that I should never had played around to-" his garnet eyes widened with shock. The massive energy ball was slowly lifting up from the ground he couldn't believe it there was no way anyone would be able to lift up that sheer amount of ki. But there it was a faint glow of golden-yellow hanging at the bottom the damned ape still breathing and apparently unharmed.
This mysterious young warrior kept walking, revealing that the blast was all held up on his right palm as it he stopped it without effort. A broad and happy grin was on his own face as energy welled in Frieza's left fingertip.
"You dropped something Frieza," he was ready to throw it, but a ki blast caused it to explode engulfing him in smoke and extreme heat. Fire billowed out more than the smoke, throwing rocks to the wayside rapidly. The dark cloud slowly moved away in tiny bits revealing a shape that of an upright man. The brown boot on his left foot stepped out of the cloud the black smoke flowing off of it. Fire burned just behind this foot from the explosion.
"Im-impossible," Frieza gulped as the shape disappeared. The his right a punch was thrown one that had barely could avoid but he backed right into a kick as both warrior's lifted back into the sky." I don't know how you survived that but you will not be able to defeat me!" the mechanical Frieza said boldly his fist being grabbed by the mystery warrior's left hand.
'Srrk,' the long sword held firmly into the Super Saiyan's hilt slid out firmly grasped in his right hand. A knee sent Frieza skidding back through the air wheezing. He looked up as the warrior charged blade first.
'Slash!' the first slice slowly reflected light as it seemingly missed Frieza's boy.
'Slink!' the blade hit the metal chipping it some. Another chop split the metal but it wasn't quite visible where or if it was vital.
"Bink, Slin, Srash, Gurg!' the blade in the Saiyan's hand cut through muscle ,metal, and bones alike but Frieza didn't seemed phased.
The tyrant first split horizontally being bisected for the second in his life. Next the dome on his head slowly split apart cut into a cube from above his eye. His torso lit up as it turned into varying cubes of Frieza's mass. His now diced frame slowly rolled in the air, blood barely leaking from the wounds, if you could call them that. A singular chop sent them apart but the mystery man grinned pulling his right hand from the hilt and placing it palm forward under his left, which still supported the hefty blade.
"Looks like you've been cold cut," the Super Saiyan stated a yellow energy ball forming in his hand.
'VOOOSH!' the fresh chopped Frieza bites were destroyed leaving nothing but dust particles that were blown in the wind. This Super warrior descended from the sky both of his boots touching down his face still serious and his blade still gleaming in the light.
"My, you are quite impressive indeed," the regal Arcosian stated simply taking a step back." How about I offer you my son's place at my side? And we shall rule the cosmos and every planet, just like this one, shall be yours to control and destroy if you would so chose," sweat dribbled down the alien's brown as this youth took another step forward.
"No, I will not allow you to hurt any more people understand? This world is not yours and no other should be," his voice had a lot of life as the King stepped forward with disdain placed on his face.
"D-Did anyone else just see that?" Yamcha asked as the wind whipped around the hair on his head. He was shocked this blade bearing Saiyan? Human? was able to kill Frieza with a few simple blade strikes." He cut Frieza up like a piece of tender steak," the former bandit's eyes were widened with shock.
"Yeah, Yamcha I did. Hopefully he's on our side," his human companion Krillin gulped as well kind of shaky on his legs.
"Who?" Bulma's whisper freaked out the human's even more, not to dissimilar to someone standing in a quiet room seemingly alone and someone jumps out of the closet or from the behind the door yelling boo.
"Babe you scared me there's this Super Saiyan guy that killed Frieza easily with only a sword," Yamcha regained some composure even though his heat was racing.
"It's probably Goku he has a knack for showing up just at the right time," the genius smiled remember all the times Son Goku had saved her in their adventures years ago.
"I don't think its Kakarot woman, now shut up and pay attention," Vegeta growled trying to tune in to what the warrior was saying to King Cold.' That bastard, who is he? He can't be a Super Saiyan, unless...' his eyes trailed to Turles, who showed equal shock.' No, that was foolish on my part.'
"Nice to see you to Vegeta," the blue short haired scientist mumbled.
"Well very well, I'll leave if you'll allow me a simple glance at that blade of yours," Cold motioned calmly. The white skinned dictator was rather clever and he believed this plan may be his most clever plan yet.
"My sword?" the mystery man said turning his head slightly to the hilt just behind his left ear. He moved his right hand back to grab it pulling it out and looking at the blade that he had been with for a few years now. He smiled remembering the moment he received the sword but that is a story for a different day. He turned the blade toward himself the hilt pointing to the giant that now stood a few feet in front of him." Here Cold catch," the sword left his control flying right toward his enemy.
The Arcosian caught it in his right hand pulling it just in front of his own face. The craftsmanship had been amazing, some inscription was faded on the blade but he swore he had seen those markings before somewhere else. However, when he turned the hilt in his hand and pointed the blade toward this Capsule Corp jacketed warrior things were about to happen.
"You know what I think?" the white Arcosian looked at the Super Saiyan in front of him the blade becoming tighter in his own hands." If it weren't for this sword, I doubt my son would have been killed a few moments ago," the King of Arcos proclaimed.
"Believe what you want Arcosian, it will not change what happened just a now," the warrior remarked snidely back toward him. The youth from who knows where was ready in all aspects of the word to see what King Cold would do with the sword now firmly in his grasp.
"Yes, but it will lead to your demise!" he swung the blade overhead bringing it down between the Super Saiyan's middle and index fingers a shock striking him. It wasn't possible how could the warrior even predict the blade strike precisely to that spot it was like he had some extreme speed.
The youth spun his left knee throwing Cold off of his blade and through a rock pile. The youth threw the sword into the air and caught it in his scabbard without using his hands or his ki. The emperor rose up angrily his face showing his disdain for the warrior that had sent him flying away.
"This sword doesn't deserve to be held by a coward," the Super Saiyan threw his sword into the sheath on his back angered by the king taking the back way out.
"I'm no coward!" the super warrior was punched hard his body skidding harshly across the ground his head turned."I'm the King of Arcos and you shall bow down to me!" the three pronged foot of the elegant alien was grabbed by his foe, a follow up kick splitting them apart once more.
The youth vanished a trio of body blows sending the ivory skinned alien flying into the wall of the canyon. A golden pillar launched high into the air coming in like a missile, his right knee blasted Cold's head into the rock, cracks etching all the way up the rock formation tiny parts flaking off.
Unbelievable hand movements happened, ki seemingly forming a ball just in front of the Saiyan warrior. Heat slowly seeped off in the form of steam as a panting King Cold escaped from the wall of stone. The orange power swirled around in a ball of bright light gaining more ki at each elaborate movement. Yellow soon filled in the area between his hands and the sphere the massive heat growing even further.
"BURNING ATTACK!" the large orange sphere fired off with a heat wave surging behind it. The snarling King of the Blizzard dynasty punched the ball back toward the Saiyan but a kiai blew it up sending both reeling in the scorching heat as smoke.' Wow what power he managed to throw the blast back even with all the power I put into it,' the mystery man dashed forward his fist meeting Cold's jaw sending him flying to the right side still slightly dazed.
"This Cold guy is strong he's keeping up with that Super Saiyan," Gohan looked down as the two powerful warrior's looked at each other.
"No, this 'Super Saiyan' is holding back Cold is only slightly stronger than Frieza was on Namek," Raditz added staring at the two warrior the ground beneath their feet quaking at the Saiyan's power.
'BOOM!' an energy filled punch launched the Saiyan through the air head over heels his body barely gaining balance in the air. He was confronted by the powerful tyrant whose blows rained heavy against his palms.
"Well Cold this had been fun-" the tyrant was bashed a few dozen times into the chest with a chop barrage. Two fist struck the orb atop his head rupturing the durable gel-like sphere the oozing purple blood flowing out." But all good things must come to an end!" two blue sphere formed as this youth threw each hand and arm out to his sides.
"What is that? It doesn't seem possible for you to have so much energy left we've been going at it for quite a while," Cold dashed forward his hand illuminating with red light.
"BUSTER CANNON!" a blue beam tinted with white blasted the Frost Demon head on. The white skinned Arcosian tried with all his power to hold back the massive beam of ki but it wasn't possible his black nails cracking as his hands were swallowed by the beam. The blue tinted his face, which was disgruntled at the fact he couldn't handle the child's beam.
'CRACKOOM!' a white explosion followed covering the air and blinding the defenders on the ridge. Discharge of the attack kept going around the cloud as it dispersed slowly. A charged brown chest and hands were there still trying ot hold off the attack. Blood of a purple tint rolled gently down the tarnished skin that the armor had revealed. His eyes were bloodshot as the alien's burst bio-gem spurted blood.
"Im-impossible..." he trailed on, his voice raspy from the permanent damage to his throat from the \explosion of the blast." You have bested me in battle," blood spilled out of his mouth staining his charred chest with purple.
"You're right I did. That's the power of a Super Saiyan, and the power of the Earth!" a golden sphere destroyed the kind his dusty remains scattering across the world. The being of mystery touched down to the ground his eyes wandering to the top of the ridge. He smiled at all of the shocked and/or awed looks on everyone's face.
He pulled his hands to his sides the golden flames licking around his body dulling to white and finally fading away. His hair fell into place back to the purple-silver mushroom-like shape it had been before he transformed. His eyes returned to normal losing their justice emerald color and becoming a serene blue-grey.
'Whoo, he put up more of a fight than I thought that means Goku really did have some power to take them on at the same time,' he drifted off internally the tiny beads of sweat finally slipping off of his brow.
He looked up at the ridge carrying all of the Earth's defenders no matter what they'd say to the contrary. The boy grinned as their facial expressions returned to the arrangement of stoic, disgruntled, indifferent, cheery, humorous, sly, self-enamored, and sober in that order. Quickly, he waved up towards them but they still seemed hesitant after all Frieza was cut into thin slices just moments before hand.
"Hey come on! If you stay up there you're not going to see Goku!" he cupped his hands around his mouth amplifying the sound of his voice so they could hear him.
Gohan slid down the ridge first eager to learn of his dad's whereabouts. Gravel and dust cut out behind him as he built up speed. Halfway down the hill he leapt off flying toward the Super Saiyan that had defeated Cold and Frieza.
The others simply flew, well except Yamcha he had to carry Bulma on his back so she could meet this guy to. While he lagged back fearing if he flew fast he'd drop the beautiful genius, the others had landed in front of the figure in a half circle shape leaving him blocked from going forward. The warrior mumbled to himself but Bulma's slap to the back of his head must have meant she had heard it.
"So, what do you know about Kakarot?" Vegeta growled angrily or in his regular tone depending on one's experience with the Saiyan prince." And how did you become a Super Saiyan?!" the widow peaked warrior continued.
"I know that Goku will land east of here in an two hours and three minutes," the purple haired Super Saiyan eyed the Prince of the Saiyan Race." And I can't respond to that last question, Fath-Vegeta," he stuttered toward the end, almost hesitantly. The young man also never made eye contact trying to be as subtle as possible.
"Oh well let me ask this way!" he threw out his right fist the pink shirt around his torso following the swift motion. His hand was grabbed from the side with a gauntlet wrapped hand stopping inches from the young warrior's face.
"Stop Vegeta he knows Kakarot and you knocking him out really won't get us any closer to his landing site," the long-haired Saiyan made a very valid point but Vegeta didn't want to hear it.
"Let go of me trash!" the widow peaked warrior pulled his hand away from the low-class." What is it with you low-classes and being pacifist?" he spat angrily.
"Woah, there boys calm down," the youth's head sharply lifted up with the shrill shout of a woman." Vegeta, Raditz cool it we all know you're strong," the beautiful yet brilliant human stood between the two Saiyans.' Wow, you guys are such animals,' Bulma rolled her eyes as the young warrior cleared his throat.
"Thanks Mo-Bulma," he stopped her eyes turning to him for a moment before moving aside." Er, uh, we need to head over that way if we're going to meet Goku," the now smiling youth flew off toward the other side of the ridge.
Wow back to back chapters. The only reason this is going up today is that Easter week is pretty crazy with all the stuff and we both needed to have a few days off in between chapters.
How does this youth know where Goku will land? After Goku does land will the three full-bloodied Saiyans swarm him for information of becoming a Super Saiyan? Will they succeed? Will Turles follow another path and expand upon the Oozaru forms possible 'Super' form? Will Gohan follow in his father's or uncle Turles' footsteps if Turles does expand the great Ape form?
Q&A:
[Chapter 25 Review]
Q:You know huh could Sensu bean be a good version of the fruit(of might) which is a thing? And it's like veggie vs fruit too so if the fruit destroys the world would the sensu heal it and such?
A: Um...wow there goes a Cell Saga extra but in my opinion it might just be able to. I mean Dragon Ball Z never expanded upon their capabilities beside Bean Heals People. And Tree of Might is bad.
I see it much like you do. Wherever the bean is planted the soil will be enriched because of the magic the beans produce. This as a result furthers the prosperity of the land as long as the plant is cared for. Much like how the tree harms the planet by harnessing its life-force the beam could further the planets life-force if planted in a variety of places. ~Herodan3
I agree with Dan on this one I mean it could but the manga/ anime never expanded upon this maybe Turles sometime later will make a point about this?
~Luke
Thanks for the reviews and support enjoy spring break and the such,
~Herodan3 and Luke(who barely squeezed in editing because of his grandmother)