((Author's note:
It's been a minute since an update. I did release a Pikada origins story called 'When the Fallen, Have Fallen'
I sincerely thought about ending the story here. But there's still more to be told.
Hope you enjoy this chapter though.
Comments are always welcome. Thanks for reading.
-beepx22))
Chapter 31
Bea, Angel, and Pikada swept their gaze around the ruined cityscape.
Beneath them the rest of the fighters from earth moved away. Icer stood transfixed on the three giant golden apes. Vegeta grabbed his arm and pulled him away.
"No wonder!" Icer gasped. "No wonder my cousin wanted you all dead. You're monsters!"
"Shut up you idiot. That's just the Oozaru form." Vegeta snapped.
The reached what they considered to be a safe distance. Icer still look awed. "Oozaru…" the power put off by the three was physically palpable.
"The Great Ape. I always suspected that a super Saiyan going Oozaru would be insanely powerful. I was right. It's a filthy form, but that power…" Vegeta shook his head.
Bea craned his head back and roared. The roar morphed into a laugh. Then an immensely deep gravelly voice emanated from him. "Time to die, Fhuar!"
Pikada and Angel both laughed at this. Then with the skills of intuition honed by decades of teamwork, they all turned to the glistening Arconsian and open their mouths.
Pure golden fire rained down on the Frost Demon.
Fhuar crosses his arms over his head as the deluge of power drove him to his knees.
This was unexpected. He'd known the Saiyans could transform. He also knew that it was triggered by a full moon. He hadn't known of a technique to emulate the transformation.
And to use it while being super Saiyans seemed to stack the advantage.
Fhuar squinted past His blocking arms. The power slamming into was breathtaking. But not yet fatal.
Fhuar drove one foot beneath himself. Then the other. He used his tail as an aid and managed to get to his feet.
His final form was a perfect a form as he'd ever seen. As powerful as this great ape transformation was, his own true form was far more efficient.
Fhuar let his rage loose. A scream ripped from his throat as he moved one hand.
He couldn't see which ape he aimed at. The intensity of the three beams was too great for that, but he saw the shadows of their forms through the flames.
His death beam lanced out, gliding through the Ki energy like water around a rock.
He felt the energy rushing on him falter. A hit then. 'Good', he thought.
Pikada's mouth slammed shut. Then he bellowed. The noise radiated out shattering the few unbroken pieces of glass in the city.
A small hole had appeared in the stump of his right arm. The giant glowing ape hopped into the air and smashed down on the source of the pain.
Fhuar crumpled under the booted paw. He slammed into the asphalt of the roadway. The roadway in-turn collapsed beneath them. Pikada and Fhuar fell into the complex tunnels of sewers and subways that laced beneath the city.
Fhuar felt his ribs threatening to collapse under the rampaging ape.
"Fuck." He gasped in pain.
The foot lifted again.
Fhuar was dazed. His addled mind wouldn't tell his arms to block, or his legs to evade. Instead his eyes tried to focus on the heel barreling for his face.
The impact caused a shockwave than bursts through the sewers. All around manhole covers erupted from their housings. Around the destroyed city they rained as though a giant had dropped a fist full of 100 pound coins.
Fhuar only grunted.
Pikada roared to the heavens.
He lifted his foot again.
Fhuar's mind was lost in a fog of pain. He had not expected this.
To die literally laying in the excrement of then people of this world. Broken and covered in shit. His clan would die humiliated.
He would die humiliated.
His mind saw his hand move. Fhuar had made no decision to move it, it just did.
A powerful wave of energy rushed from him. It burnt up Pikada's leg, the force lifted the ape up.
Pikada was sent sprawling onto his back. His golden aura faded and though he retained his Oozaru form, his fur was now a brindled brown.
Fhuar rocketed straight up from the cratered street. Bea swiped his left arm out and grasped the arcosian in mid-flight.
Fhuar struggled. His power came in spurts and he felt he was critically damaged by the attack of the three apes. As Fhuar's power surged again though he broke free of the giant paw encircling him.
Bea opened his mouth and another burst of energy washed over Fhuar. Angel turned to grab him as the flare of power subsided.
Fhuar thrust both hands to his side and blasted. Angel pulled her hand back as Fhuar rushed Bea.
He landed a fist against Bea's jaw. Bea's head snapped back. Fhuar rode the momentum and clasped both of his hands together. He swung them up like an axeman beginning his strike. He caught Bea on the chin again as his head had began to fall forward.
Bea was lifted from the ground and he began to tumble backwards. Fhuar opened the palm of his hand and a blast of Ki washed over Bea's face.
A fist snatched Fhuar and slammed him into a pile of debris.
Bea hit the ground on his back.
Angel slammed Fhuar down again and again.
The rest of the fighters watched with a mixture of horror and awe.
"This is what you'd have done to Earth, Vegeta?" Asked Yamcha.
"Yes. It's what Kakarot would have done too, had you not been so lucky."
Vegeta watched the battle unfold. "I'm still not sure it'll be enough..."
Meanwhile Angel continued to slam Fhuar into the ground remorselessly.
Bea rolled and got to his feet. He yelled in rage, the Oozaru state pushing his emotional control to its limit. His aura became fiery and lightning danced erratically about him.
Gohan caught Vegeta's eye. "Bea's going to burn himself out!"
Vegeta grunted.
Angel slammed Fhuar into the ground again. Then she spasmed and her fist flew open.
Fhuar floated upwards, his arms spread. Blood flowed freely from his mouth. Ragged shards of energy danced along his form.
Angel opened her mouth to fire a Ki blast.
Fhuar faded. Then from nowhere his fist slammed into her temple. Her red eyes went wide and her fur changed back to its brown color.
She slumped to the ground.
Bea's rage exploded. Fhuar gasped as Bea grabbed his ascending form.
The Ape opened his mouth, and Fhuar tried to stun his hand open, but he was too slow. Crushing teeth slammed down onto him. He moved just enough the maw sliced through his right arm below the shoulder instead of through his chest.
Fhuar didn't even make a sound.
Instead he watched in silent horror as the Saiyan chewed and swallowed his arm.
"Tastes Good." Bea rumbled. He threw the Arcosian into the ground which exploded upward with debris.
Bea took a step.
Then he fell back.
Fhuar leapt into the air.
The three Oozaru were scattered around the wasted city.
Fhuar cradled his stump. "Enough of this!"
He flew straight up
Vegeta powered up and followed him.
The artificial moon dissipated and the three unconscious Saiyans returned to their normal forms.
Gohan looked between the fading forms of Fhuar and Vegeta, and his injured companions.
"You guys get them to Dende." He said, then in a flash Gohan rose behind Vegeta and Fhuar.
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In his very being, Fhuar knew he was finished. Something inside of him felt detached. His heart fluttered arrhythmically. His left eye refused to focus and lagged behind his right when he moved it.
Fhuar knew he was dead. Adrenaline and revenge fueled his broken body and mind.
He reached the edge of the atmosphere. Jagged energy began to swirl in his palms even before he turned around. As he turned he pushed with all of his might. The twin bulbs of energy exploded towards the Earth. To Fhuar's dismay both of his attacks seemed to slow in their descent to the planet.
Two of the super Saiyans held his revenge at bay.
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Bea was the first to open his eyes. He was being carried at high speed. Piccolo looked down at him.
"We're getting you three to Dende." The namekian said.
Bea only nodded. He slipped back into unconsciousness.
He awoke again laying on the hard tile of the lookout. He felt immensely horrible. But alive.
Krillin sat next to him. "Fhuar?" Bea asked.
"Not sure. Vegeta and Gohan took off after him. We might be in trouble though." Krillin kept looking towards the scene of the previous battle. A wicked glow rose from past the horizon.
"Ang…el…pik…ada?"
"Dende is working on Pikada right now. Angel is next. You took the least damage it seems, Bea."
"Senzu?"
"We used the last of them…"
"Fuck." Bea let his head settle back.
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"You filthy monkeys will die! Then all of your friends will, along with this entire planet."
Vegeta pushes back against the sphere of energy. He and Gohan had had just enough time to put up proper defenses when the attack came.
"Damnit where is he getting all of this power!" Vegeta said through gritted teeth. His words were lost through the clamor of colliding energy.
The struggle had lasted minutes. Both Saiyans had been pushed back and now were only a few hundred feet above the shattered earth.
Fhuar, burdened with madness, kept the push going.
They needed help. Vegeta knew Gohan was close to failing. If the demi-Saiyan failed, the planet might survive, but barely. Not to mention that being able to focus his attention on only Vegeta would quickly overwhelm the Prince.
"Damnit!" He yelled. There was no way out. No Kakarot to save them this time. He thought morosely.
Gohan's feet touched the ground. The entire planet began to shake.
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The lookout shook. Yamcha knelt beside Angel as Dende began his his healing magic on her. Pikada lay breathing softly next to her, his stumped right arm bandaged.
Dende's eyes went wide. "Gohan!" He gasped.
Everyone conscious had felt it.
"Keep at it, Dende." Piccolo snapped.
The young namekian returned to his work.
"Pi…ki…" Angel sobbed quietly.
Yamaha's heart broke.
But his resolved strengthened.
In a flash he was gone. Barreling for the fight.
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"Damnit, boy. Hang on!" Vegeta inched closer to the ground by the second, but Gohan was being pushed through it.
"I'm trying Vegeta!" Gohan sounded both furious and exhausted.
"Hang on, Gohan. Just a few more seconds." A very familiar voice rang in his head.
"Dad?"
"Yeah, Gohan. King Ki is letting me talk to you. You just need to hold on."
"I'm going to let everyone down, Dad. Again. I'll let them all down like a did you."
"Gohan, you've never let any of us down. Now, be ready son. Be ready!"
Just like that the voice was gone. Gohan honestly wondered if he had gone insane in the last moments he had.
His left knee buckled to the ground.
Vegeta's feet touched the earth.
Fhuar laughed madly. His mind had become hyper focused. He knew that he'd die in the explosion of this world. And now he welcomed it.
He didn't expect what happened next.
"WOLF FANG FIST!"
Fhuar turned his head toward the sound. Fists and nails erupted around him. Then two open palms struck him in the chest. Fhuar's concentration broke. His attacks faded away as he was pushed back by this human.
Yamcha tucked his hands to his side. "Kaaaaameeeeehaaaaaaameeeeeeeehaaaaaaaaa!"
The beam caught Fhuar full on.
Normally such a pitiful example wouldn't even phase him, but Fhuar wasn't his normal self right now.
He screamed as his armor tore away, leaving fibrous strands attached to his flesh. The skin on his face burned and blistered and his injured left eye burst under the pressure. Instinctively he spun around the wave of power.
Fhuar's tail swung out and crashed against Yamcha's rib cage. Yamcha felt his chest implode. His eyes glazed over and he fell to the cratered City.
Fhuar tried to turn away. Vegeta was faster. The Saiyan grabbed Fhuar by his throat.
Fhuar grabbed the Prince's arm and tried to pressure the hand open.
Vegeta placed his free hand across the Arcosian's damaged face.
"Open wide." Vegeta spoke calmly while energy danced in his palm.
Fhuar clenched his teeth. His eye widened in terror.
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Icer waited impatiently for the young namekian to heal the trio of Saiyans.
Suddenly though, Angel pivoted up from her laying position. "Yamcha!"
Icer felt it too. The power level that belonged to human sank sharply.
Angel sprang to her feet. She wobbled and dropped to a knee.
Dende placed his hands on her shoulder and guided her back to the mat she was resting on.
"You need to rest." The young namekian said knowingly.
Icer also felt Fhuar's power fluctuating wildly. It's deviation reminded him of a heart struggling to pump blood when there was no blood left to pump.
Icer moved. His power shot up around him and he dove from the floating platform.
He approached the battle and saw Vegeta holding Fhuar by his neck and face. Icer approached.
"Vegeta," He said, "I will finish this. Please."
Vegeta looked at him. Blue energy still enveloped Vegeta as he tried to force his power through Fhuar's clenched teeth.
"Yamcha needs to get to help."
"So take him." Vegeta remained steadfast.
"I need to do this!" Icer almost sounded as if he was pleading.
"He tried to destroy my family!" Vegeta snapped.
"He did destroy mine. And my home. He is to me as Frieza was for you."
Vegeta's shoulders slumped slightly. He narrowed his eyes.
"I understand." The Prince said. Then a blast of energy ripped through Fhuar's face. His body jerked and went limp.
"But this will make you stronger. I know that never getting my revenge on Frieza has made me stronger."
Vegeta dropped the corpse. "Grab the human. Let's go."
Icer floated dumbstruck. Vegeta turned to the lookout and flew away.
Icer eventually over came the shock of the Prince's action. Slowly he landed. He looked at Fhuar's lifeless body. Icer extended his right hand and blasted the corpse into its component molecules. "Better safe than sorry." He mumbled, knowing that his words were a lie. This was the best he'd do now. Icer picked up Yamcha's broken form. "Hang in there." He said to the human. Then with a burst of energy he rocketed towards the lookout.
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The Earth's fighters walked up a shaded pathway. Up ahead a crowd could be heard. Piki ran around with Goten and Trunks as the Adults looked on.
Piccolo waited under a large palm tree. Gohan ran ahead to greet him.
The gang was all here it seemed.
The destruction caused by Fhuar faded more into memory day by day.
Bea was still miffed by the destruction of his ship, but applauded the ingenuity in using it as a weapon.
Pikada's arm was functional again. He'd also been presented with a replacement sword, found by Bea while claiming Fhuar's abandoned ship on Planet Rossoli. Bea had also claimed a larger sword for himself. He'd returned to Earth with the vessel, one of its holds ladened with the peculiar metal, much to Bulma's excitement.
Bea had offered to bring back the lone Rossolian at the ship, but they'd refused stating they wanted to try and rebuild with the few other survivors.
Now equipment for construction, agriculture, and manufacturing had been set up, courtesy of the Capsule Corporation, and the survivors had began the job of building again.
Angel, Yamcha, and Piki had taken temporary residence at Kami-house. Piki had been training under the tutelage of all three, and had a knack for fighting.
Gohan of course started high school, and became the Great Saiyaman, much to the humor and embarrassment of everyone.
And now they had all gathered for the 25th World Martial Arts tournament.
As the group clustered together and walked towards the registration there was a sudden rise in energy.
Startle faces turned to exited smiles as Goku appeared, his face drawn into a large grin.
He raised a hand in a wave of greeting.
"Hi, guys!"