A/N: Alright! Here's a Dragon Ball Z x Powerpuff Girls(1998) fanfic that predominantly focuses on Bardock and his attempts at exacting revenge against Frieza, while stuck on a Powerpuff Earth. Yeah, a fun little fanfic that if you guys want more I'll most definitely put more out. There's a lot written, a lot I want to write, and a lot to talk about, so let's just get right into this.
Channeling The Saiyan Spirit
Chapter One: Their reason as to why
Professor John Utonium was in no way shape or form an astrophysicist, as far as his doctorate was concerned, but with that said, using his computer to get a crisp clear image from a private orbiting telescope that he'd borrowed, Professor Utoniuim was fairly certain that something at the edge of their galaxy was as hurling on a direct collision course for Earth, much faster than the speed of light. Honestly, it had just passed Pluto and if his estimations were correct it would reach their world in roughly thirty minutes.
Yes, the professor understood basic astronomy.
All they had was fifteen minutes.
Great!
He needed to contact someone—the federal government, the mayor or even his girls!
That made sense, he needed to contact his girls!
He got on his cell and immediately brought up Blossom's contact.
Most people had no issue figuring out where they were the moment they woke up. Bardock on the other hand, couldn't even count the number of times he'd been lost on his ten fingers, but it was definitely enough to make a grown saiyan huff.
This time he woke up literally standing on his two legs.
Why?
Well, that was the question.
This didn't look like Plant or Vegeta….
Stunned and confused but surprisingly uninjured, his eyes burned from the brightness of the sky but he felt better than he practically ever remembered. Looking down at himself his armor had been impossibly restored to its glory pre-his battle with Chilled.
It just didn't make sense.
The bastard deserved nothing but death.
He looked like Frieza…
That was enough justification to kill anyone.
Oh yeah, and he hurt Barris and dared be stronger than Bardock before he unlocked that awesome power…
The power of legend.
The Super saiyan.
Where Bardock landed you may be asking. Well, some primitive city that if he wiped out nobody in the galaxy would probably be affected.
Everyone held a smile, jubilation seeming to be the default emotion, even when their gravity-bound vehicles moved so slow—in short, it all made Bardock cringe.
"Hm, that's a nice cosplay costume, looks expensive."
See Bardock was just standing, but apparently, this teenage girl with ridiculously huge orange curls was noting something about his attire.
Was there something about him that told people: yeah approach this guy.
He didn't think he had the look of someone who you just knew you could tell a secret.
She walked over with what he would later come to find out was a double scoop ice cream cone, and calmly awaited his reply.
"You're talking to me?" he asked, crossing his arms as and looking down at her. However, what would have normally intimidated most other creatures didn't work on this one, instead the girl gave a devil-like smile.
And really… The smile wasn't the weirdest thing.
The weirdest thing was the chill he got flowing down his spine. Completely irrelevant to the scene going on before him, and the weird girl—no, that was definitely still weird—but ever since he arrived there something had felt off, at that moment all his senses seemed like they were trying to warn him.
Now all he could do was be patient.
"Of course I am, sir. I'm Princess Morbucks. My daddy owns half of this town and I have an important offer for you."
That sort of caught his attention "Oh, you're the princess of this planet?"
"More or less, yup! And if you play your cards right, the princess will make you very, very rich—"
"Ms. Morbucks!" A man clad in an all-black suit frantically ran to her, his face filled with panic, Bardock pegged him as harmless, but curiously watched "I've been looking for you for two hours—your phone—you must keep your phone off of do not disturb."
"My phone isn't on do not disturb, Cornelius."
"I see, Ms. Morbucks, yes…your father woul—"
"Kill you if you ever let anyone hurt me, yeah whatever. I need forty thousand in liquid, right now, for the gentleman that was going to sell me the cool costume!" Her eyes were practically glowing with yellow stars and Bardock was confused as he watched the suited man pull out way too many pieces of green paper, holding a huge stack of it in his hands before gesturing it towards the seasoned warrior.
The saiyan sort of gave the man a raised brow, his stomach was growling and these people weren't clearly strong or anything useful—so he contemplated dramatically blasting away in response.
This was dumb.
And The chills were still there.
"Remember what Mr. Morbucks said about self-control, especially when it comes to useless purchases—"
"It's not a useless purchase!"
"But madam, the design is amateur at best—your father can have the best craftsmen make someone hundreds of times bett—"
"Did I ask, Cornelius? Did I ask? Because you're spitting a lot of words and I don't remember asking. You have one job, so freaking do it and hand over my father's damn MONEY!"
For some reason, in that moment his heart stopped like a projectile had managed to hit it dead-center.
Then he remembered the feeling when he first saw a grown Kakarot facing off against Frieza—pride, but there was more! The feeling he had when he realized he was seeing the future—Bardock stood among black nothingness before he saw it.
Another vision.
Two circular space crafts caused the day sky to flash yellow as they broke through the planet's atmosphere–both diverging and then crashing into two locations in the city.
Wait…
A space pod?
It was happening at that very moment?
He blinked and the world blurred back into focus, returning back to reality, the sky above imploding as the space pod caused the clouds to disperse before slamming into the ground about fifty feet away, into a statue of some short dude with a hat.
BANG!
The yells and shouts were everywhere, chaos ran rampant.
Flames, ash, and debris went everywhere, Bardock stood, his eyes narrowed and face stern as he looked in the direction of the crash.
Princess was cowardly at first, but immediately with heavy coughs barked at the suited man to grab something.
Ridiculous…
What was going on here?
Crowds of the planet's inhabitants ran the opposite direction, brushing past him, and knocking themselves over when they realized Bardock was a brick wall, their fear driven howls still went towards the heavens as they scrambled to their feet and took flight.
Who was in the attack-ball?
People still brushed past him, his curiosity shot up a few hundred levels. He had not the slightest clue or inkling as to the circumstances surrounding anything that was happening at that moment. He didn't know if he was in the same timeline, shit, he didn't even know what freaking damn backwater rock he had landed on.
But!
One thing Bardock did know, was that attack pods were typically synonymous with the Frieza force and anyone who did worked for the Frieza force was an enemy of Bardock, 'less he forgets his people.
Right then and there, as the dust cleared, the crowds calmed and an eerie silence followed.
The crater left some of the Earth scorched. Bardock with crossed arms quickly hovered to the crater before lingering in the air patiently waiting for something to happen.
Everyone looked at him like he was a literal phenomenon.
Silence falling upon the citizens, and this was more of a silence of anticipation.
However, he didn't have to wait long.
The door to the pod slowly made a mechanical churning sound as the door extended outwards and landed in the dirt.
His hand went up and immediately he charged a yellow ki blast, ready to decimate whoever stepped out.
The soldier took his time to get out, first, his boots crushed the rock below, then Bardock caught a full view of the familiar face and the long black hair that reached the mid-area of his calves.
Immediately the ki blast vanished from Bardock's hand, his bulging like giant gas planets.
The last time he'd seen him, he had only been about up to his knees.
Back then…he didn't really care to personally know about his first son. Sure, he'd check his stats and kill count on the computers every so often, but back then…Bardock was a different man.
He looked down and Raditz up.
"Raditz?" He wanted to say more, to say… my son, but the words couldn't come out. It had been a while…he looked completely grown—and they never had that relationship to begin with, it was hard.
Was he in the future, now?
This had to be the future…
"F-father?! Is it really you?"
Bardock nodded, giving Raditz a few moments to process as he clicked his green scouter and scanned Bardock, it continued beeping.
"No. You died when that asteroid hit! Everyone did! How'd you end up in this universe?"
"Asteroid?" Then something about what he said made Bardock grab his own chin "What do you mean this universe?"
"You're kidding…don't tell me the planet Vegeta here has Saiyans too!"
The hamster wheel in Bardock's brain stopped spinning "You've lost me…" and then he jumped into the crater, landing right in front of his Raditz.
"Father. You were written off as deceased when the asteroid impacted Vegeta, along with everyone else on the planet. How did you manage to find yourself here—how did you—" the scouter stopped beeping, Raditz, paled with a quick sweatdrop "33,500! That's stronger than Prince Vegeta!"
He was stronger than the prince, that was obvious, but Bardock was more concerned with the set of information he was told.
"Son, who told you that?"
A bit startled Raditz attempted to collect himself" Told me what?!"
"That planet Vegeta was hit by an asteroid, that lie!" he waited, his fist clenching.
"It's a fact, everyone knows planet Vegeta was struck by an asteroid—"
The future was darker than Barodck could have ever thought.
"No, listen!" Making sure his point was made, Bardock grabbed Raditz by the collar of his armor and pulled him closer "Planet Vegeta wasn't struck by a damn asteroid!"
"What? What are you talking about?! Yes, it was, the text clearly documents—"
"Planet Vegeta, our home, was destroyed by Frieza! Think! Is it just a coincidence that almost every saiyan was on the planet at the time of the collision?"
"Frieza? Frieza…" he whispered to himself "That's a lie! How do I know you're not some figment of my imagination, an illusion of this planet's defenders—that you're not a fake Bardock!"
His forehead strained.
A fake Bardock?
"You idiot!"
BOP!
Bardock's fist connected with Raditz's jaw and Raditz dropped, hitting his head on the side of the crater and immediately rubbed his chin, and lip.
The older saiyan looked down at his son and said "I went to fight him! I fought his army, I blasted his men! I saw the coward and when I challenged him, he blasted us and our entire planet to smithereens!"
"What then how are you here—"
"I don't know! I thought I was dead, I should be dead. But I'm not! I woke up on another planet—and through sheer ridiculousness here!"
"That's preposterous—" Raditz was back on his feet rubbing his face.
"That's what happened!"
For a few ticks in time, Raditz stood silently, the sound of sirens began to get louder.
With a groan he said, "I believe…that Frieza is an evil bastard with no sense of honor, that is exactly something Frieza would do—how you're here though, that still boggles me."
That was the thing too, he was still clueless on his own whereabouts.
"Where is here?"
"Earth of verse beta."
Wait he heard of that planet! Wait!
"Earth? That's the planet they sent Kakarot!"
"Not quite, that's in our universe, verse Frieza. We're in verse beta, our home universe's sister universe, the first universe our scientists have managed to jump between. Pity. Extermination plans have already commenced and this planet is the next on the menu for colonization."
What the hell?
Frieza was mad! Trying to conquer other systems in other universes? How the hell did his scientists manage that one?
Before he could ask himself another question, clad in the brightest yellow and black super attire he had ever seen, the girl, Princess flew overhead a giant bazooka handy as a jetpack kept her airborne.
"So! You two are working together, huh? No wonder your costumes are so dope, they're literally out of this world! But no matter, I'll blow you two back to your home planet!"
Two giant rockets fired at both Raditz and Bardock and without even turning in her direction the attacks hit them dead on.
"Bullseye! Did you see that, Cornelius? Not a Powerpuff in sight! All done by yours trul—"
The smoke cleared, Bardock blinked, not paying the girl any mind and Raditz dusted himself off and just cleared his throat.
And the butler yelled, "It seems you may have missed, ma'am!"
"I didn't miss! Don't give me that." she cursed under her breath "I for sure, didn't miss."
Note: That Earth adolescent girl had major problems and Bardock felt it would be best if he avoided her.
Raditz looked as if he wanted to start slaughtering some of them off, but Bardock had to give him a stare which sent the clear message to stand down.
The atmosphere sounded off like an explosion had occurred somewhere at the edge of the sky, above, both of them looked up only to see a space pod zipping through the sky and crashing somewhere in the city.
With a questionable gaze, Bardock looked at Raditz as if to say, wait there's more of y'all?
Just as Bardock caught sight of the dumbass small curly-haired Earthling grabbing her help and blasting off into the distance with a trail of yellow smoke following.
With a sigh, Raditz scratched the back of his head and pointed in the direction of the landing "That's Cui, some ugly thing that's part of my squad, actually."
Who the hell was Cui?
Cui didn't sound very important.
"I need a briefing on what the hell's going through Frieza's psychotic head, that he'd actually put resources into discovering universal travel. Is he so greedy that he's transcended universes for more?"
"Father. If what you're saying is true, then serving lord Frieza any longer would be a great disservice to my honor and our race."
And that—that's what Bardock loved to hear. Raditz really was his son, he always had an edge to him that reminded Bardock of himself.
"That's a start. Yeah, that's what I'm talking about, we're warriors!"
"Saiyan warriors, yes. But I'm still waiting for answers on how you ended up in our sister universe when it's clear you originated from ours?"
Probably was a story for another time, he really didn't have the urge to explain how he received psychic abilities on planet Kansas and ever since, things stopped making sense.
So, perhaps there wasn't a way to properly formulate his words.
"I suppose, magic…"
"Magic?…"
"Yup."
"Father, you can't possibly expect me to believe that foolishness! Magic? I don't believe in magic!"
He didn't believe it either, at least not at this level, not until he went to planet Kanassa
Bardock shrugged "I really don't know. You… didn't tell me Frieza's plan yet, boy! You two were sent to take out a pathetic low-tier planet?"
Raditz growled under his breath then said "There's a chemical we detected here, a chemical Frieza thinks could be used to help him in with his new training regiment. The inhabitants here…have stronger defenses than they—anticipated, which is why I and Cui are here."
"How strong is Cui?"
"Almost as strong as Prince Vegeta."
Good.
"Let's pay him a visit. We'll call this part two of Bardock's saiyan rebellion. Write it down!"
The last part was a joke, but Raditz seemed to completely agree, as he pressed his scouter "Cui seems to have landed 7 miles south of our location."
Without warning, Bardock snatched Raditz's scouter off his face and crushed it within his palm.
CRUNCH!
Raditz was left with his head lowered in confusion.
"Father! What're you—"
"We don't need this anymore." He let the dust that once was a highly advanced piece of technology, drip into the ground "They can listen to everything we're saying, remember."
"Oh, but now we're blind!"
The saiyan held up a finger "You don't need a scouter to find your target. This one is simple, follow the trail of smoke. Come on!" No longer seeing a need to say anything else Bardock blasted off out of the crater and into the sky, itching for a battle or even some sort of action.
Still…the mystery of just what the hell was going on continued.
Coach Glory seemed to be under the assumption that the modern student was both incapable and uninterested in any sort of physical activity that even took the slightest amount of athleticism.
See, Coach Glory was sadly mistaken.
From the moment that he placed both Butch, the tall black-haired Ruff in a green tank top, and Buttercup, two of the Townville high's most elite athletes, as team captains for a huge dodgeball session, the stage for the most competitive dodgeball game the school would ever see was set.
And when Bubbles and Blossom were immediately drafted by Buttercup, it was clear that this was more of a battle of egos.
First off…Blossom was in denim jeans and barely wanted to place her orange hair in a ponytail.
Buttercup was absolutely ready, complete in Townsville high sweats and school-issued gym T-shirt.
See, The Ruffs and Puffs drew in their battles constantly—almost anything they did, there was a draw with the occasional win on either side.
The Ruffs did something, the Puffs reacted. Rinse and repeat, never a true winner.
And this, this was to see who was the best, even at something so insignificant.
So there, in the football field & we're talking pigskin, it was there that the PE class was divided, but really it was the Puff's squad vs the Ruff's squad.
Everyone knew what was going to happen, so the tension sat in the air.
Blossom didn't seem all too interested until she was within earshot of Brick, the cap-wearing auburn-haired Ruff, and heard him mouth off the simple words that "This is gonna be easy."
It was enough to burn a fire in the leader's eyes.
Understandably, Blossom didn't act out like Buttercup, Blossom was a tad more of an 'I'll get you back by outclassing you in some way type of girl'. And in many ways, she and Brick were the same—which is probably why they clashed so much.
Bubbles, on the other hand, didn't care about egos or winning. Actually, in this instance she thought both were trivial, see, she and Robin were more interested in passing a Calculus test they had barely studied for the night before. So, Buttercup's insistence that they needed to win didn't have a compelling enough argument for her to take seriously.
"No look! Look at him being all smug, Blossom!" Buttercup dunked her hands in the pockets of her baggy black school sweats.
"As much as I too want to beat them, I think you may be taking this a little too seriously," Blossom said in good faith, but Buttercup glared at her.
"He thinks he can beat me at everything, well, today I'll wack his ass."
"Let's just try to win and have fun, no need to get all—"
Buttercup completely turned away from Blossom and while she had been speaking addressed everyone else "Listen here you maggots! This is the biggest game of your lives. Forreal this time!" The crowd of her peers took offense, though nobody said anything, instead, they all fretfully gave the puff their full attention. Bubbles frowned, despite the fear they obviously felt there was also the desire to not let the tougher puff down—and that entire half of the class felt this way "I need everyone and I mean everybody! To bring your A-game! Mitch! We need that arm of yours fast balling those dudes every chance you get!"
Mitch smirked, showing perfect teeth, pulling the collar of his own shirt with a wink "I got you, ain't nothing to it."
"Dexter! You know Mandark suffers from chronic knee spasms, he couldn't jump to save his mother, I need you to aim for those kneecaps."
That's just cruel!
Dexter's, played with one of the two orange hairs on his chin face and smiled "I'll execute with— pleasure." He said his hand falling onto his heart like he was pledging his allegiance to her.
See, stuff like that made even Bubbles roll her eyes.
"My sisters and I know what to do! And if we all play like our lives depend on it, Butch and his cronies won't stand a chance! We'll crush their defense! Destroy their pride and be the champs of the gym period.
There were like twenty groans.
Especially since cell phone usage was restricted to the locker room, not a soul had their phone.
Bubbles pulled on the neck of her T-shirt, she just wanted to get this shit over with.
Robin nudged her, Robin's attempt at reminding Bubbles that dodgeball was supposed to be a fun activity. She always did small acts like that...
But maybe it was Buttercup who was in desperate need of the reminder.
"So, we can't sit and study then?" Bubbles pouted, pointing to Robin and herself, almost knowing the answer.
"No! We're about to kick those Ruffs' back to the freaking middle ages—we need you!" that's when Butch looked her way and gave the slightest of smirks in her direction "See that!? I'll kill him!"
"He's not even doing anything, Buttercup," Blossom whispered.
Not so sure that was true Blossom.
"No? You didn't see him grin at me? Why's he looking over here?"
To be frank, Butch did smirk at Buttercup, but it was so subtle probably didn't see it, but Bubbles most definitely could vouch for her.
She wouldn't in this instance.
"Just think you're a bit worked up. We'll slap their team no problem. But you're looking real tense, like before a basketball game tense. We're at school, this isn't one of our battles, we can relax a little. Save it for—"
"Blossom I hear you, and I'm sure everyone else wants to win just as much as I, so I'm not letting anyone down!"
Coach Glory, a square-jawed man with a small frizz of silver hair on his face, cleared his throat, as a team of teacher assistants placed a row of red rubber dodgeball across the field to show where the halfway mark would be
"Alright! Settle down, Buttercup—we need to place some ground rules, okay? I don't want a repeat of last year's capture the flag—definitely no use of those powers—yes I'm talking to the Rowdyruff boy and the Powerpuff girls. Now, these rules are clean, cut, and simple. Easy to follow and most of all…fun. If You get hit by the ball you're out. If You catch the ball, the thrower is out, if you go out of bounds or throw the ball over the fence, you're out…that's it. Any questions?"
Silence.
Coach Glory sighed, rubbing his chin "Great, everyone get in your positions! I don't want anyone saying they weren't ready! Or, Oh they started before us! Thomas Jefferson didn't wait to write the declaration of independence. Chop! Chop!" he sang the last part, everyone got onto their sides along the sides of a 12-foot tall fence touching it so signify they were ready
Bubbles sincerely would rather study, so she would try and make this as quick as possible. Of course, without cheating and using her powers—it would still be for the most part a breeze.
"I'm gonna try and stay in as long as you guys, this time," Robin said, beside her.
Bubbles smiled, of course, her best friend would keep up.
"Don't be so focused on Butch, Buttercup." Blossom said before looking at Bubbles "Let's just get this over with."
Nodding she looked over to the side with the Ruffs, they certainly didn't look as anxious as their team
"I'm focused on winning."
"Oh, for Pete's sake, I can see who you're giving the death stare!"
"When I blow this whistle, you all will run and grab the balls, run back, and then you can proceed to kill each other. So, hold your horses, Dennis! No need to be anxious, Billy, try not to go over the line this time! And…" the whistle went off.
All able body teens ran! Bubbles dashing forward at great neck speed, passing both Blossom and Buttercup before sliding on the thighs of her sweatpants, she was the first to reach the center and went to grab a ball—
Her hand met nothing but the floor, Boomer had grabbed the ball a millisecond quicker and Bubbles, completely disappointed that her counterpart had outplayed her, went for the ball to her side.
BANG!
The ground shook violently as if something had just struck and lopsided the Earth, everyone stopped, staring in the direction of the explosion. Bubbles turned in the direction of downtown Townsville, a puff of smoking spilling into the atmosphere like black tar.
Blossom and Buttercup both took flight into the sky to gain a vantage point, while Robin looked at Bubbles with curiosity, but Bubbles was just as lost as her.
That's when…with superhuman eyesight she could zoom deep into space and the interior of their solar system, it was there she saw it…something deep in space…deep enough that it just passed the sun… fast enough that it was already passing Mercury's orbit.
What was that thing? It was spherical, but most certainly wasn't a meteoroid or asteroid-like, it was going way too fast for that.
With that all said, her most logical conclusion told her it was an alien spaceship.
Which meant it was just another. Thursday afternoon. Bubbles and her girls had dealt with aliens since they were the rip ages of 5, there was no reason this would be different.
But nobody else saw the second one.
Blossom and Buttercup were already hastily going over their next plan of action in the sky, Blossom looking absolutely distraught and Buttercup couldn't keep her fist lowered.
The students all looked panicked, Bubbles couldn't find coach Glory anywhere and the three Ruffs were taking advantage of the situation and running around throwing balls at each other.
"You see something else, don't you?" Robin was looking into the sky, though there was no possible way she could see the object overcoming Venus' gravitational pull and getting closer.
Blossom shot next to Bubbles, grabbing by the arm and gently pulling her towards the city "Come on, something's happening in Townsville! We have to gotta sure people don't get hurt!"
"Blossom look there's somethin—"
"C'mon hurry it up! There might be someone to hit!" Buttercup's impatience gave Bubbles stomach aches.
"Hold on Buttercup!" Blossom chastised, before sighing and returning back to Bubbles "You said, there's something?…"
It zipped past the moon and began to slow down.
Still coming at bullet fast speeds.
But what in all things fluffy and furry was it?
"Something else is blasting into our planet's atmosphere!" she straight up said and that's when it began.
A louder than normal sonic boom burst into all their eardrums, Bubbles grabbed Robin trying to hold her up as they fell to her knees holding their ears, for a moment all that was heard was ringing. Billy even hit the floor holding his ears all whilst in fetal position.
Everyone was in some sort of uproar and chaos...
Her heart rapidly thumped in her ear.
–There was never a moment in Bubbles life that she ever felt the need to get stronger, she and her sisters had always been enough.
Always.
And of all places, the sphere touched down in the field.
The Earth erupted, Bubbles grabbed Robin and everyone she could in her vicinity, grabbing up like six in one arm as the field was scarred, a crater being burrowed as smoke shot out like it came from a volcano.
She flashed to the side of the school, placed everyone down, looked Robin in the eyes, and said "Run! Tell everyone to leave the area…this is looking like a shitfest, run!" she ordered.
With complete understanding, Robin nodded "Be safe. Give them hell!"
With that Bubbles was right back at the sight, there were still students running about, student teachers trying to group everyone up and head for the hills, it was absolute mayhem.
She couldn't find even coach Glory anywhere!
Maybe he ran away already. He never seemed like the running type though.
Some of the smoke cleared and with her X-ray vision she could see a figure seated within the pod and almost sounding like a conveyor belt, the door to the craft flew open and out popped a purple hideous fish-looking creature—ugly flat lips.
He stood up like a human, stretching his shoulder in a circular motion, his armor seeming to have no impediment on his movement, he smiled and clicked a green device on his face, seeming to scan Buttercup who had approached him with the sternest expression.
"What the hell do you think you're doing, trout face!?" she didn't wait for a response, her punch hitting his face sounded like wacking a baseball bat with a dumbbell, echoing Bubbles smiled knowing damn well that was a good hit.
Leave it to Buttercup to be so badass.
The alien stumbled a bit, turned back to Buttercup, and immediately slammed his knee into her stomach causing her to topple over and upchuck saliva.
Bug-eyed, Bubbles darted forward throwing her best jab before the alien caught her fist looked at Bubbles, and smiled "She has a power level of 670. You Have a power level of 590."
He crushed her first and, Bubbles' pain felt wail sensing Buttercup into wrath filled frenzy in one motion performing a kick check to the alien's jaw and then tossing a rapid fury of punches, Bubbles doesn't remember how many, but she joined in both Puffs hitting him over and over and over again until they felt their knuckles bled.
"Oh…both of your powers shot up by over 30. Mh, not that impressive."
But—something wasn't right!
The fish creature flexed, both Bubbles and Buttercup were sent flying into one another, the shockwave knocking out the air in her lungs, Bubbles grit her teeth, with Blossom arriving just in time to catch her two sisters in her arms mid-air and immediately she tried to assess the situation.
The red-haired looked over at the creature and with a confident voice barked "What do we have?!"
It took a full-force kick to the jaw from Buttercup and had no scratches! Was what she wanted to say.
They hovered just above the ground, Buttercup absolutely heated, her eyes narrowed like she was about to tear up everything in her path.
"Really strong alien dude with gills!" Bubbles informed.
"I'll knock his damn head clean off, Blossom, Bubbles I say we jump him, right here, right now, just start wailing on him!"
That didn't sound like it'd end up too well.
"Maybe we can think of a better… plan, I say we laser him until he wets—"
"You know, I'm actually happy, " the alien had to cut her off, it seemed happy to be here. "I'm glad you guys are fighting back—thought this extermination business would be boring."
Extermination.
They were being exterminated.
BOP!
Bubbles didn't even see it!
The alien had kicked off the air and slingshot himself, spearing Buttercup before throwing her to the ground and hauling off a yellow ball of energy into her face!
The explosion sent a small mushroom cloud upwards.
It all happened so fast!
Bubbles and Blossom counterattacked but when they did, their attacks only proved to slightly annoy the alien, who elbowed them into the dirt, but Bubbles recovered in seconds with the strength of Hercules grabbing hold of her reserves of energy within and leveling her fist forward it hit the alien square in his face causing him to stumble and lose his footing.
It didn't really look like any of their hits were phasing him.
"Harder!" Blossom shouted.
They had to give it their ALL!
Propelling herself off of the air with a foot, Blossom fired off a haymaker which he ducked before she went for a straight jab that blocked, and when that happened Blossom went into a barrage of punches and kicks, her limbs moving like black blurred lines, but for the love of everything all of her attacks were either blocked or evaded.
Bubbles joined the attack, both of their fists flying not hitting their target as they began moving while hovering mid-air, just above the ground swirling around their target hitting it over and over again searching with all their might to break a weak point; but the alien only hummed and ducked just before a green streak went over his head, he came back up, tilted his head and he leaned back, the combined punches from her and Blossom missing by a mere inch.
It didn't make sense. They were trying their hardest,
He was too fast!
One uppercut for Blossom that sent her airborne, one knee to Bubbles jaw that successfully dislodged one of her bottom molars, and Buttercup definitely got hit with another one of those weird yellow balls—, which shot Buttercup right across the field and into the side of Townsville highschool and exploded.
Wait…nobody was on that side of the school right?
Her heart ceased…
…that wasn't supposed to happen.
It wasn't supposed to happen like that, at least!
No doubt there would be casualties.
And Buttercup—shit, Buttercup probably would get out with a few bruises.
Bubbles skid across grass and Blossom right next to her.
Then Blossom's eyes became a bright crimson "Y-you—bastard!"
The sound of the laser was like a shout. It came out and never ended, Bubbles was beside him praying that'd it be effective—though what she saw instead, there was their enemy, holding the attack back with his hand.
"No use. I've fought way stronger opponents—but by all means, I'll humor you." he had this laugh like his throat was filled with syrup or something whenever he laughed.
There was nothing funny about this.
Her distaste for it grew by the second and before she knew it she was too blasting him with laser eyes.
But he blocked it with his hand. Red brightened the day, she could tell Blossom was giving it her all and although Bubbles felt as if she were doing the same—it also didn't feel like enough.
"Your friend already saw a real light show, so I guess—" it said.
The energy manifesting in both his hands sounded like a guitar string strung against the metal part of a notebook, and it hit both of them, sending Bubbles flying into the bleachers and Blossom off into the fence and down somewhere into the parking lot.
Bang!
It exploded right in the bleachers sending metal everywhere and leaving Bubbles in a crater, her entire bottom body felt like it'd been thrown under a hydraulic press.
She groaned a bit, she saw the sky and the dust clearing, but could barely move.
"Whoa, hate to see it…"
She squinted, turning her head to see a red cap on top of long orange hair, the teenage boy kept his arms crossed as he hovered over her, his red hoodie zipped all the way up.
Weakly Bubbles greeted him "Oh…hey, Brick."
She didn't particularly like the idea of her enemy seeing her down in such a state. Boomer scratched his blond head when he and Butch came over, Butch was just awe-struck.
"Damn, they did a number on you, blonde."
"That dude is strong, I think it's best if we head back to Mojos and see if he knows anything about this shit going on." Boomer suggested.
"And miss this fight? Hell no! Butterbabe got her ass hail-maryed into the side of the school—meaning no school tomorrow. But I've never seen you puffs struggle so much."
"Unless it's against us, of course." Brick threw in before both he and Butch laughed and gave each other like four different fist pounds.
Then Boomer said, "But that thing isn't only going to attack the puffs eventually it'll come for us."
"No, it's fighting Buttercup right now!" Butch said
Buttercup had got up? His eyes widened and Bubbles fought to stand "Buttercup! Buttercup, I'm coming!"
She couldn't let her fight alone!
This alien was giving her the hardest hits and the heaviest attacks! Punch to the stomach, she dropped, kick from his foot she ate dirt. Bubbles gathering her energy began hovering, ready to pounce at any moment.
"You're in no position to go and fight that thing. You need to sit and think for a second. That guy's a problem, sheesh. And I don't know how well me and my boys would fare either." he pointed.
That was weird, was Brick suggesting that the Ruffs would actually help them, but he felt it would be in vain?
"I have to help her! She can't fight alone—"
Then…
…almost like something straight out of Uncle Sam's playlist.
For some reason, she heard the Star-Spangled Banner blasting from… somewhere, before a man clad in tights that sported the colors of the American flag, tossed a punch directly into the alien's face, sending him rock skipping across the grass.
The best hit all day!
A relieved Bubbles flew over her mouth, unable to hold back the name "Major Glory?! What're you doing in Townsville?"
A trail of blood flowed down Buttercup's forehead, she looked like she was seconds from going on a ballistic rampage.
Blossom was beside them when she stated "Buttercup, you're alright."
Defeated, the toughest puff replied, "Can't say the same for those on that side of the building."
That meant…
Students…
Teachers…
Staff…
A lot of them must've died.
And Buttercup had been right there…
She looked at the brunette, her face was completely traumatized.
Blossom then looked at Bubbles and then back at America's favorite hero and asked "Not that we're not glad to see you. But when did you get here?"
But, Major Glory had a look that could kill a horse by itself "No time for questions! Let's just say…The AWSM fought multiple squads of similar invaders a while back when they attacked our Everest base. We've been training and preparing for their return—But they weren't nearly as strong as him." Major Glory looked to the atmosphere, then his right fist went high "On! To the sky, girls! We'll—Try to mitigate collateral!"
Major Glory rocketed into the atmosphere and Blossom Buttercup and Bubbles hastily followed with their respective color trailing behind, climbing hundreds of feet in seconds.
"You fought them before, so you have experience—I heard him say they were eradicating the planet—any suggestions on how to beat this guy? Weak points? Abilities to use?"
America's favorite captain shook his head, she could see grey hairs on his five o'clock shadow, he sighed.
"Nothing. It took the combined effort of our entire team to send their squads packing! But atlas, Emale, White Tiger, and Down Unda Mate didn't make it to see another battle!"
The wind rushed gently.
That was terrible! She remembered racing Emale back when she was five.
Holy geez—and now he was dead?
"Everyone heads!" Buttercup warned, "Move, move!"
Now she couldn't see anything, just the shrinking form of the smoking school—but she moved—that's when yellow zipped past her and exploded further in the atmosphere.
Another came!
Zipped right up to major Glory and blasted, even while blocking he took on the full brunt of the damage, his uniform singeing, he held his arm "There's more!"
All the heroes went into a frenzy.
One after the other, shooting past her faster than any bullet.
Bang!
Pow!
DOOF!
They exploded all behind the hero's everyone getting the opportunity to watch the fireworks before the nasty fist alien materialized right in front of them.
Major Glory and Blossom circled the alien then both went for the punch.
Like wolves honing in on their prey then went for the kill—
THUD!
Bullseye!
Buttercup followed, sending a shot of laser eyes then coming in and tossing punches and refusing to stop!
Bubbles joined in giving it all she had, giving the alien her best punches, imagining all the simulations and training the Professor had supplied her. Through the throbbing pain and exhaustion, she kept going!
It was like punching reinforced steel, her knuckles continued to burn.
But she kept going!
Wam!
But it was useless.
The alien didn't so much as seem to feel any pain, so she shouldn't have been surprised when his elbow somehow collided into her stomach and she collapsed over, as she fought to keep her lunch from coming up.
Swish, he disappeared and reappeared behind Blossom, the puff blocked a hit from him before just as Buttercup rounded him from behind, but both of them met his boots when he hit them with a mid-air kick.
Her vision was blurred, her head fuzzed like static and she tasted metal.
"It's been fun, but if this is the extent of what you're all capable of, I'm just going to kill you guys." the alien looked them all up and pushed his fat lips together, and let out a series of hysterical laughs.
She couldn't take it.
But—but the creature was so overwhelming, her spirit and all the energy she had.
The alien held his stomach, fell back, and continued laughing like he'd just heard stand up from his favorite comedian.
Humiliating…for lack of a better word, every synonym associated with the word!
"Keep fighting—freedom comes with a cost!" that's when Major Glory shot forward and was in a swift motion knocked unconscious with a single jab to the dome.
Whoosh!
Major Glory slowly descended, unconscious.
And the alien taunted him with a laugh "I didn't even hit you that hard, talk about fragile beings. Pathetic, really."
No!
Buttercup let out a war cry, and Blossom did the same! But he appeared behind them and with both hands, chopped the back of their necks, shocking Bubbles sisters before they went lights out—straight to dreamland.
By process of elimination, Bubbles was next. Shit! And she could barely move let alone keep herself airborne.
The girl held back a whimper when a hand grasped her neck, she gripped the hand, her nails attempting to dig into skin, kicks uselessly pounding the creature's armor.
"That's it? You guys—you guys are it?" The alien scratched his purple head with his free hand, sighing when nobody gave him a reply "Huh…Most planets would throw at least…saay…a hundred defenders at us by now, where the hell is the rest of your defense force? Hm? A planet with a population of 7.4 billion should have at least a moderate-sized defense army!"
Man…It was clear as day, she was just outmatched.
"Right, you can't speak—you probably can't even breathe— no matter your army size, I'll blast them away just as—" that's when the device on his face beeped and he turned "Huh?"
Pew!
The pressure on her neck was gone, her lungs took every opportunity to inhale as the alien found himself embarrassingly toppled over by a forest green streak.
Bubbles was released before she felt soft hands grip and turned her over, bridal style, before flying off into the distance.
The wind stung her skin and she could feel liquid dripping down her face.
Everything felt like it was blurry and spinning, but she knew one thing!
"Wait!" When her vision cleared she caught a sharp jawline and messy blond hair "Boomer…hold on…Blossom, Buttercup…Major Glory. Back, go back—"
"Brick and Butch are way ahead of you! I just hope Butch doesn't try to fight the guy—best if we head back to Mojo's and try and figure out just what's going on."
Back to Mojo's?
Definitely not!
But the urge to sleep and succumb to her injuries was much more powerful. Her eyes fluttered as she felt herself drifting into darkness…they were getting further and further from Townsville high.
A hand slapped the side of her face, her eyes shot open it was Boomer! She blushed red at the absolute audacity!
"What the hell!" She struggled flinging her arms weakly to trying to break from his hold.
Yeah, going to Mojo's and being slapped by Ruffs! She was not okay with that!
"I'm sorry! Hey wait!" but he didn't budge, she was too weak at the moment.
"You guys watched us get the damn snot beaten out of us and only after watching it for like ten minutes- you freaking slap me?"
Sort of hurt to talk.
"Y-you were falling unconscious! I panicked! I was scared you would like—pass."
"I'm—not passing! I'm just exhausted!"
"No, totally sorry, don't know why I thought that was—"
Red and green was at Boomer's side, Brick holding s downed Blossom over his shoulder while Butch held both Major Glory and Buttercup between his side and arm.
Butch started barking the moment they acknowledged them "Don't look, just gun it!"
Bubbles looked back and so did Boomer, the freaking alien was on their ass.
Shit!
Boomer kicked it into fifth gear and they were zooming.
Despite that, despite how fast Boomer was pushing it, the alien gained on them—somehow pushed himself directly in front of the Ruffs and injured heroes, causing the boys to hit the brakes as soon as he appeared.
Yellow blinded their vision as a yellow ball expanded, growing like a water balloon being filled with liquid.
Boomer, Butch, and Brick all shot their red laser eye, simultaneously hitting the ball of energy in a desperate attempt to get level, it didn't work the alien tilted his head at Bubbles limp form, smiled and his attack suddenly because screaming like a banshee that'd found a way to stub its own toe.
They ceased their attacks, taken aback.
"It's been fun, but I really do have to have this planet cleaned in a timeframe of three days—I hope you all understand." he began laughing, his Adam's apple moving erratically and like a disgusting marble in his throat.
Bubbles watched helplessly—she was too weak to wipe that laughing mug off his face, too weak to do anything.
Brick had to hold Butch back as barked profanities
"Hold on, hold on, Butch! I'm thinking, let me think of a plan!" Brick shouted.
But, what plan would help them here?
Not a single thing came to mind all she could think about is her inability to be useful? And the pain…the excruciating pain.
But that probably didn't matter.
It was the end.
Before she could stick out her tongue as a final parting gift, a hand clasped the alien's wrist…
Clasp!
Gripping it and causing the energy ball to vanish with a ring that sounded like a doorbell and store alarm got together and created a high-pitched sound baby.
First, she looked at Boomer, only to see him blinking uncontrollably with his mouth hung, both Brick and Butch had expressions equal to that, though Butch was gliding forward, that's when she looked back at the two men—or rather, alien men? They wore similar armor but they most definitely weren't on the same page.
This new entry was taller than the purple one, both of them were, and they looked at the purple one with a hint of mischief.
"Who the hell—" Butch was cut off by Brick hitting him in the side.
"Shhh!"
"Let me guess. Your lord's dirty work must be done, huh?" the one with the red bandanna and holding the other alien's wrist asked.
The purple enemy turned, was graciously released, and looked at both of them "Raditz, who the hell—"
"My father." the one who she assumed was Raditz answer with such an attitude "Now, he has something he wants to say, uh... a message, if you will."
The alien didn't look like he was comprehensive.
"What?"
"Your scouter's on right?" the man with the red headband said.
"Raditz, what is this stupidity? Your father was killed when Vegeta got hit—are you trying to trick me?"
"Is your scouter working?" He repeated.
And the alien responded by clicking the device on his face, and pointing it at the bandanna warrior—it beeped "Who are you? Identify yourse—" before something on the device made him pale.
The bandanna warrior just came closer and with the greatest conviction Bubbles had ever seen, said "Frieza! If you're listening to this, just know, I'm going to kill you and rectify the transgression you made against us Saiyans! Be ready FRIEZA, I'm coming for you! Remember this angry saiyan's name...Bardock!"
That made the alien swing, the bandanna warrior ducked and then sent a punch into his face that blew his head clean off.
That easy?
Bubbles had fought with all her heart and soul just for this guy to just do that, so easily?
She didn't believe it.
The strongest person she'd ever fought, and it was just taken out so easily.
-Frieza?
She could have gone her entire life without seeing that.
The alien's body was immediately snatched by gravity and fell.
Never before, in her life had Bubbles ever needed to train.
That was, until that day.
And her eyelids closed shut, just as she watched Boomer, Butch, and Brick prepared to fight the two newcomers.
A black smoke trail that went all the way downtown towards the mayor's office.
-There was never a reason to get stronger. Never an incentive for Bubbles. That was, until that day.
A/N: That's it! Let me know what you think, though I'm open to all forms of criticism for the most part. If you want more, you already know what to do!
Power levels may differ from canon or your headcanon, if you have a complaint on the power levels of particular characters, well…feel free to just complain, explanations at a later chapter.
Power levels:
Bardock: 33,500(base)
Cui: 28,000
Raditz: 19,000
Butch: 705
Brick: 685
Boomer: 630
Buttercup: 700
Blossom: 675
Bubbles: 620
Major Glory: 600