Author notes;
13/August/2020: Here's another revised chapter, enjoy!
Planet Earth - Rocky Wastelands
The lands drenched in nothing but a hue of static purple. Draining the life from the arid, red Earth- Earth's current defenders poured every last ounce of their will into this final attack. Chichi, Gohan and Krillin, their bodies trembled as their combined beam attack slipped by the second. The dry air stung the fighters' bruised skin, where the fighters let out a hiss of angst. If they gave up now, Earth will be nothing but dust floating in the dull abyss of space.
The Prince of all Saiyans must be stopped.
"C.. come on G..guys," Krillin strained his voice. Sweat trickled from his brows and his eyes twitched, struggling to remain open. "We have t.. to stay strong!" Yamcha, Chiaotzu and Tien... He must do it for their sake, he must- otherwise his allies' efforts would be in vain. As a Defender of Earth, he must push forward- he must! Dying wasn't an option for the bald monk, especially when Kami, the Guardian of Earth, passed on to Otherworld.
"I'm trying!" Gohan hissed, gritting his teeth. He refused to let his training with Mister Piccolo go down in vain. He wasn't the same crybaby back then. He had grown- no, the boy had transformed into something he wouldn't have seen coming. He was a boy who began to understand what potential was buried deep within him. Because of that; he thanked Piccolo for helping him scratch the surface to the extent of his abilities. He must make him, and his father, proud.
"Krillin, Gohan, we can do it." Chichi said, her stern gaze focused on the combined blue and orange energy beams shoving against the incoming purple beam. As a fighter, she made two oaths to Goku, the love of her life. One, to defend their home.
The other? Gohan.
Both Chichi and Goku agreed the boy will study to become a scholar, and trained to become a talented fighter for Earth- a wish bestowed by the parents. But for now, Chichi must buy time for Goku to bail them out- he must! Just like the olden times.
"You're a persistent group of bugs aren't you?" Vegeta roared, grinning from high up in the crimson skies in his Great Ape form. Those insolent fools, did they really think that they had a chance against a mighty Elite? "Say goodbye!" A surge of purple ki burst forth from his palms, shoving the already conflicting beam further down towards the defenders. Why do such weaklings continue to persevere when their fate had already been sealed by their friends? The Earthlings and Namekian before them had no chance, they should have just joined them... but this was probably what the Earthlings were good for; they were persistent to die. Oh well, such insolent fools will be punished.
"How about no, a******!"
Though Gohan was taken back by Okome's foul mouth, Vegeta became enraged.
A seething sensation darted all over the Prince's spine, shaking Vegeta's focus on the fighters below. His crimson, blinded eyes glared at the tiny annoyance.
Okome hovered in the harsh winds in the sky. Her shaky palms faced Vegeta as a plume of smoke left her hands. Her hands dropped to her sides, her head slumped. She descended to the dry lands below, her fatigue drowning her consciousness.
I guess that's all I can do... Okome thought as a smirk left her bruised face. The rest is up to you guys. She plummeted towards the arid ground below.
That brat will pay! Vegeta thought as his jaws clenched tight. But I need to deal with these fools first!
"Take this, oh mighty Prince!"
An electric shock zapped at Vegeta's tail, causing the Saiyan to let out a roar. How dare a low ranking warrior, that traitor! That scum! Strike the pride of the Saiyan race! Raditz... He must pay now- with his life!
Vegeta drew his hands back, the purple beam pulled back towards the Saiyan elite. This was probably the final chance the Defenders of Earth had to defeat this monster.
"NOW!" Krillin yelled, thrusting his palms forward as another surge of power burned across his arms. Gohan and Chichi thrusted their palms out, yelling fiercely up at the crimson sky.
A massive surge of ki rushed towards the Saiyan Prince. Aware of their desperation, Vegeta smirked. To direct his attention elsewhere so that those scums struck him with a powerful attack, clever but obvious.
How futile... The Ozaru Prince came plummeted to the red earth below, dodging the beam. The beam shot off into the unknown depths above.
"Here! Eat this!" Vegeta sneered, hurling a purple ball of ki towards the descending fighters; Raditz and Okome.
Gohan's eyes widened as the beam raced towards his ally. There was no way he will reach her on time! "OKOME!" Gohan screamed, clenching his fists as the exhausted Okome fell from the sky above.
No… not her. The hybrid refused to lose another ally.
Damn it all!
Raditz blasted towards Okome. It was useless avoiding that blast. The Prince wasn't stupid, he planned to erase him and the girl. But... at least Kakarot had one more thing to do.
The Raditz wrapped his arms around Okome, shielding the girl from Vegeta's attack.
With an explosion of glaring light swarming the red battlefield, the Saiyan Prince roared with laughter.
With wide and shaky eyes, Gohan fell to his knees, slamming his fists into the ground. A cry escaped his throat. First it was Mister Piccolo and now Okome... Vegeta, he will pay!
A grin grew across the Prince's lips, his fangs spilling out of his mouth. His attention fell onto the remaining fighters. They shouldn't be much of a problem now.
A sparking ball energy, like as if it held all the energy of Earth, zipped towards the Saiyan Prince. This zapping sound was different to the baldy's attack. Vegeta snapped his head, seeing a small, blue ball racing towards him.
How futile... Vegeta thought, jumping over the blue ball of energy.
"NO!"
A yell erupted from the far end of the wastelands. Goku's eyes cracked wider as sweat surged from his skin surrounding his forehead. Vegeta should have been distracted long enough! Damn it! Now it was going to hit his allies.
"Goku! You can tell them to bounce it back!"
That voice!
"King Kai!" Goku thought, smiling at the words of the master of this technique.
"If their intentions are pure, the ball should bounce off them and leave them unharmed."
"Guys! Push it back at him!" Goku yelled, swiping his arms across the scorched air. Come on, they have to pull this off.
"Whatever you say bud!" Krillin shot his hands out.
"Yes Goku!" Chichi said, also mirroring Krillin.
"Alright Daddy!" Gohan yelled, thrusting his small hands out.
Crazy fools! Vegeta thought as he continued to fly up into the crimson skies. Now it was time to surely defeat them.
It was over in a second.
The blue ball of ki struck Vegeta, submerging and paralysing the Ozaru Prince. He shot off towards the crimson skies above, leaving a trail of blue static- no, like a trail of stars against the crimson sky.
Was it really over?
With nothing left of the Saiyan Prince, Gohan, Krillin and Chichi relaxed their stances. They sighed, shaken with exhaustion.
Tik...
Krillin turned his head. Goku perched on a boulder.
Goku gripped his knees as he gave out a deep set of pants for several seconds. Then, the Earth-raised Saiyan raised his head up, raising a thumbs up. He smiled at the group.
Finally, it was over.
Krillin's wide eyes swarm with tears. He rubbed his eyes. It was truly over. Goku had yet again pulled through. "Goku, my man! You've done it!" Krillin cried, racing towards Goku. He threw his arms around his lifelong friend.
Well, that's my husband for ya. Chichi thought, rubbing her forehead as Krillin tackled Goku to the ground. No matter what, he'll always comes and saves the day. She turned her head to Gohan.
Her eyes widened as Gohan knelt on the red earth. "Gohan, what's the matter?" Chichi asked, ambling towards her son.
In response, Gohan shook his head. He hung his head. His jaws clenched shut as his eyes closed tight.
"I let them down." Gohan's voice squeaked, unable to sense Okome or Raditz. His large, black pupils gazed up at his mother. "If only I could have-"
"Son," Goku said, walking towards Gohan. There was a lot for his son to learn before he became a talented fighter like himself. Krillin supported Goku by having one arm tucked over Goku's shoulder. "They're alive, I can sense them." Goku turned his head to a faint power level in the clear sky.
Goku was aware his son had much to learn. One such lesson was to have more faith and trust into his allies. After all, Goku placed his trust into a former enemy, aware his older brother could turn against him.
Yet here he was, alive and on good terms with his older brother.
In the distance, Raditz flew towards the remaining fighters, carrying the unconscious Okome in his arms. His armour had been blown off, leaving the right side of his chest bare.
"Raditz, I knew I could count on you." Goku said, throwing a thumbs up at his older sibling with a smile.
Raditz landed on the dry earth, not smiling back.
"It's not the time to celebrate Kakarot, he's still alive." Raditz warned, laying Okome on the ground. He rose up to his feet and searched the peachy sky above.
"No way, the Genkidama should be enough to stop him." Goku's smile dropped. As he raised his clenched fist to Raditz, his body leaned too far to one side, as though he was about to collapse. Krillin supported Goku, making sure his lifelong friend did not fall flat on his face.
"He's the Prince, and a very stubborn one at that." Raditz raised his hand over his eyes. "He won't surrender that easily."
"Damn it!" Goku squeezed his eyes shut. "Is there anything else we can do before he comes back?" He opened his eyes, easing his hand up at Raditz.
"Well, let's see if he can fight first before we make any assumptions." Chichi said, pulling out her Power pole from the sheath tied to her back. "But I'm pretty sure that last attack should have drain most- if not, all his energy."
"The Genkidama..." Goku spoke, looking to Chichi, "it's a technique that draws out the energy of every living thing, so I'm sure that it must have taken out his energy."
"Well his guard must have dropped from that assault me and the kid threw." Raditz gestured his open hand towards the laying Okome, then to himself. "If that's the case, Vegeta will hop into his space pod to live another day; I mean he is the last remaining bloodline of Saiyan royalty."
"Then if he leaves-" Goku fell silent. Was this the right decision? If Vegeta was allowed to leave, who said he wouldn't return to challenge him again? Or harm his friends? Yamcha, Chiaotzu, Tien and Piccolo were all dead because of him- and Nappa, even though Vegeta was directly responsible for the death of the latter. He was a ruthless fighter, showing no signs of mercy to any injured comrade or enemy.
But; wasn't Raditz the same when he came to Earth?
Raditz... Goku's older brother. Even though he came to Earth and terrorised the civilians, it was all a misunderstood cause- not that Goku agreed with the justification for such vile actions. Raditz came to Earth to collect Goku to beat the tyrant responsible for the destruction of the Saiyan's home planet...
Yet the thought of murdering hundreds of innocents… Goku refused to perform such an act. Though Raditz told Goku that it was a way to show Goku had fulfilled his mission as a Saiyan warrior, Goku refused to take pride in a race who ruthlessly killed others. Living on Earth- Grandpa Gohan's teachings, Goku refused to disband what his foster father taught him.
"Kakarot, I went to Earth as a means to recruit you. I fought you as a means to test your power and might as a Saiyan warrior- and I was wrong. I was wrong to believe that all Saiyans must be callous and ruthless to be regarded as powerful… but you, brother, I've learnt your strength lies elsewhere."
Raditz's words during his time training under King Kai… Goku wondered what did Raditz have to experience to believe something like that. However, those words also clarified Raditz's character, and his possible, similar reason as to why Vegeta decided to visit Earth.
"Hey bud, what's up?" Krillin asked, patting Goku on his back as he kept a stern gaze on Raditz. The bald monk refused to drop his guard. This Saiyan before him, Raditz, he could turn on them at any second... not to mention that he's one of the strongest besides Goku. It would be foul move if Raditz took on his own brother and- well he once did.
Krillin gripped Goku's shoulder tighter, clenching his jaws shut as he observed Raditz.
"Hear me out," Goku spoke, shifting a weak smile and waved his hand.
Well, I guess Goku's still joyful even after when he just survived a brutal beating. Chichi thought, resting on the Power pole. At least there was some time now to find out about that stranger; Goku's older brother. He was responsible for kidnapping Gohan and trying to kill all the inhabitants of Earth. Well, one thing is for certain; Chichi was never going to have the simple and normal life she wished.
"We should let him go." Goku said, lowering his hand to his chest. "There's no pont in fighting an opponent if they can't defend themselves-"
-Both Chichi's and Krillin's face drained completely from optimism.
"Goku! They were the ones who killed most of our friends!" Krillin yelled, clenching a fist up at his lifelong friend. "Have you forgotten that?"
"Calm down cueball." Raditz said, waving his hand at the monk. "We both know that. Prince Vegeta…" his eyes squinted for a moment, "isn't the one to be forgiven." His eyes flickered to his right to Goku before snapping back to Krillin. "But, as the last ones of the Saiyan race, it's not doing any justice if we, me and Kakarot being one of the last known Saiyans ourselves, kill our own kind."
Even if this reason was the best Raditz came up with, there was much more of a deeper reason for the Prince to stay alive. That tyrant... He gave the Prince much agony and despair over those years after the King died. Being fatherless himself, Raditz understood the pain of losing ties to his own race.
"I know it's hard to accept Krillin," Goku said, lowering his voice as Krillin hung his head, "but if Vegeta ever hurts any of you guys again, I won't stand for it."
"Speaking of which, what's that?" Chichi said, pointing up at the growing dot in the sky. As it came closer, Chichi gripped the red pole and lifting it up to the falling form.
It was Vegeta.
How can a low class warrior beat an elite? Vegeta thought, his armour cracked in multiple areas as he fell from the skies in his base form. Blood stained his vision as the dry wind whipped against his bloodied skin, stinging his body. He gritted his seething jaws. The elites, the royal bloodline... losing to a low class scum? How? Just... how is this possible? I won't stand for this... this nonsense! He squinted his black eyes open, glaring down at the red earth below him. Then the wild rage left him. No, I have to stay calm... His eyes scowled again once more. I have to recover if I have any chances in beating those fools! Especially Kakarot. I can't let him have his friends disrupting everything again. A grin grew across his face. Friends... He's just a weakling without the help of his friends... this will make things interesting if he ever dares to cross my path again.
Vegeta slammed into the dry earth, grazing his skin. A grunt escaped his lungs. With his last ounce of his strength, he rolled to his side, sending out a hiss of pants before pulling out a device from the remains of his chest plate.
As he tapped the final commands on the device, a set of footsteps raced towards the defeated Prince. Goku, Gohan, Krillin and Raditz stood before the Saiyan Prince, observing the Prince as he crawled towards a spherical pod landing ahead of him.
"Vegata!" Goku yelled, holding a clenched fist up at the crawling Prince.
Vegeta halted his actions. However, a grin crept on his lips.
"Kakarot," Vegeta said, twisting his head back to the group. "I have to commend you for your efforts, but; your kindness as a Saiyan will get yourself killed one of these days. You honestly think that leaving someone like me to live will actually stop me from harming your friends?" He sneered.
"That's not the point," Goku said, gesturing his open palm at Vegeta. "I want to make one thing clear, if I ever cross paths with you again; I'll make sure that I'll defeat you, alone!" Goku clenched his fist, raising it to up to his dark eyes.
Hopefully their paths never met again.
But fate would say otherwise.
"Hmp, be prepared." Vegeta crawled into the spherical pod. "Next time when our paths meet... I won't hold back!" Vegeta laughed, grinning as he laid in his pod. The pod door slammed shut.
A swirl of air blasted from the pod as it jutted off into the peachy skies, sending debris into the scorched airs.
Goku raised his arms up, defending the arriving Chichi from the harsh winds; whilst Gohan, Krillin and Raditz shot their arms up as rocks scraped the skins of their bare arms.
As the wind subsided, Chichi, Gohan, Krillin and Raditz turned their attention to Goku. Was this the right choice for Goku made? Only time could tell.
Clenching the red earth between her fingers, Okome snapped her eyes open. A long hiss of air escaped her lips.
Guh! I'm alive? Okome thought as she raised her head to meet the lonesome, dry atmosphere.She sat up, twisting her head to scan the lands. Being stuck down a ravine didn't help the child one bit; it was narrow and not much light seeped through the cracks of the enormous rock structures.
Well, actally thinking about it, she was struck by an explosive wave by Vegeta. Maybe being down here was the best option…
Okome squinted her eyes. Something- like a scroll, flew towards her. She caught the speeding object between her shaky hands.
The scroll... why was it glowing purple?
Towa!
Okome gritted her teeth. She smacked the scroll into one of her hands and pounced to her feet. Wait... what was this scroll meant to do?
"Towa! Come out here so that I can face you!" Okome yelled, her voice echoing into the narrow chambers of the ravine. "I won't let a Demonic, twisted scientist have it your way!"
Her voice died out. Just as she thought nothing was going to happen, the scroll erupted into a dark aura. Okome dropped the scroll.
The scroll rolled open as the child gripped her burnt hand. As she opened her eyes once again, her eyes followed the cryptic message engraved on the scroll.
"Give up," Okome read, loosening her grip on her arm. She knelt before the open, glowing scroll. "There's nothing you can do now. Namek has fallen, so will Earth too. The Emperor will get what's his."
Just as Okome ran her fingers over the last words, a silhouette dashed across the scroll. His long, nailed fingers stretched across the page, ripping apart the message encrypted within the scroll.
"Wait, STOP IT!" Okome yelled, scratching the scroll with her bruised hands as the words were wiped from existence. Then her hands dropped, her eyes gazing at the blank scroll.
Why would Towa send a message like that? And who was that person? And what was Namek?
Okome ruffled her navy hair as she knelt on the ground. Damn it! What did it all mean?
Wait- Namek... Namekian? Nappa mentioned something about them earlier, during their fight when everyone was still alive.
Piccolo!
Her navy eyes snapped open. She raised her head up at the light peering through the cracks of the ravine. Maybe Raditz should know, he was their ally at one point.
Raditz should know what "Namek" is. Okome thought; darting up through the small cracks of the ravine. I mean from what I've heard from Piccolo, Raditz did arrive in a similar fashion like them.
She flew out towards to the peachy skies, searching for any familiar faces as she held the blank scroll close to her chest.
Just how many more distortions awaited for this timeline?
South galaxy - Planet ? - Tree of Might
Here it is, the tree…
Saishi ran her hand down on the rough skin of the tree root. With no notable movement of the tree root, Saishi inspected the still organism.
This was no ordinary tree. This tree, it was massive. The branches stretched out far and wide, blocking out all light shining from the nearby star and plunging the planet into an ice age. Her hands were pale, damp from the frost formed on the skin of the roots. A tangled maze of wires sucked out the life of this planet, that's what Saishi could assume.
It must have been half a day ever since she left the hideout. A trail of mist left her lips, her body trembled; damn it! If this wasn't a scouting mission; she could have well used the flames of the Demons to remove this pain... and if her old attire hadn't been torn to shreds, she would have worn that then the similar clothes of that Saiyan.
She gritted her jaws tight, her head hung. She must beat Broly somehow, but how? It's not like some lazy punch through his abdomen was going to hurt him…
You have to pull through every struggle even if you can't do it on your own.
Saishi loosened her jaws. The words of her little sister... Just like this tree, strength can be in different forms; strengths such as perseverance and knowledge, not just raw, brute strength and speed.
Saishi shook her head. Her hands left the frosty tree. She had much to learn; Amaya's experience from loss must have made her stronger.
That wisdom...
Saishi clenched her chattering jaws. A dense vapour left her nose, like a dragon was ready to roast someone. Towa... She thought, raising her clenched hands to her chest. You will pay for the all the pain you caused! She glared down at her pale fists with her reptilian eyes.
"Sister…"
Saishi's eyes, now squeezed shut, loosened.
A golden light shone, glowing across the darkness of her mind and lighting the shards of memories in the abyss.
"Big sister? Remember that flower?"
Her small hand held a white flower, where the withered petals flew away and crumbled into the breeze. This... this had be be another memory of Amaya.
"The flower, its days have long past…"
Amaya's hand pulled back, revealing her little, round face. Her navy eyes gazed down at the plant, stroking the remaining white petals, as if she was sad about the plant's short life. "But I guess this leaves time to change, to grow. I guess being a new person... by leaving your old self to fly away in the wind, and your new self being the seed to grow into that person." Her large, youthful pupils gazed up at Saishi. Amaya held out a white seed to her. "But... I guess there's some troubles... I mean like the plant, it has to survive in the area it's planted into and hopefully blossom one day, just like how a person has to change to their surroundings and become a better person through their experience." Amaya smiled, giggling as the she held Saishi's hand. She placed the seed in her palm.
Saishi opened her eyes, embracing the cold winds. She gazed down at her open palms
Amaya… if only I didn't listen to Towa, this would have never happened.
Saishi hissed in agitation, ruffling the thin, red hairs of her scalp. No, she must focus on the mission-
Whuo…
The ground below her gave way to a hue of crimson. On impulse, she leapt towards a flying rock, pounced off from one to the other shattering pieces of land. She darted up and out from the sink hole. Maybe mastering flight was the best option… If only!
"Daiz! Someone's there!"
Saishi snapped her head to that voice, but this was a fatal error. Her fingers missed gripping the hurling rock and she fell. Out of panic, she dug her sharp nails into the stone besides her, scratching the stone skin and hung above the gaping hole.
"Oh... The female can't fly." Daiz noted, observing Saishi struggling. He crossed his arms in the grey sky above.
"And her power level's pathetic." Lakasei mentioned, tapping his scouter as the purple alien grinned at her fall.
"Looks like she'll be an easy target." Rasin sneered, holding a ki ball down at her.
Just one energy signature and they found a female specimen of a weak race known as the Earthlings. Maybe after this, they should go to Earth. Oh, Planet Earth did look good to feed the Tree of Might too- and clearing an inferior race should be no difficult task.
Rasin tossed a red, crackling ball of ki towards the falling Saishi. What an easy and disappointing kill.
Saishi gasped as the energy ball raced towards her.
With a defeaning explosion, the surrounding area went up in smoke.
"So much for a challenge..." Daiz said, observing the dreary land. His arms crossed over his chest. Well, it looks like their leader won't have his fun fulfilled at all at this point. "We better tell the others that there's nothing interesting about this... dying planet." He tapped the buttons on his scouter. A frequency was transmitted to other members of the Crusher Corps.
Below Daiz, the twins scouted the rugged and arid grounds with their scouters.
A beep blared from Lakasei's scouter.
"She's still alive down there!" Lakasei yelled, pointing at the location of where the scouter picked up the signal. He fired ki ball down at the ground besides Rasin.
Rasin followed, tossing a finger beam down at the same spot where Lakasei had marked. The smoke devoured the land, obscuring the view as both aliens flew up from the smoke.
"That should end her." Rasin tapped his scouter once more.
"No, she's still alive." Lakasei tutted, clicking the button of his scouter. He shook his head side to side. "She's annoyingly persistent."
"You mean like Daiz?"
"He fought valiantly from what I've heard from Master Tur-"
-"I heard that!" Daiz yelled, clenching his fist down at the twins. "Forget about those matters, we need to find the girl; otherwise she will cause a lot of problems later on."
"Hey, chill. She's weak." Rasin twisted his head up at Daiz, gesturing one hand as another rested on the purple alien's waist. "Unless you want her for other reasons, go ahead." A twisted smirk crept on his crusty lips.
Daiz paused. He took a deep breath at the sudden thought.
"Who knows? The boss should deal with her." Daiz turned his head away from the twins. "Besides, if I owed anything to him, I might as well give him the best."
Finding a female specimen was a rarity these days; maybe having one member could allow the Saiyan race to thrive once again...
All three members nodded. They descended to the grounds below.
Tsss…
Saishi hissed sharply. Her eyes sealed shut as she clenched her arm. The bandage; torn. Her skin was cracked, burned and bloody. It didn't help the fact the injuries of her knees seeped into her conscience, reminding her of the merciless torture Broly gave a day back. The medication wore off, leaving her in pain as her body trembled from the burning sensations darting across her bruised flesh and shattered bones. She rested her back against on the remains of the stone debris, taking in a group of silent, deep breaths. She gazed up through the little cracks, observing the grey sky through the small crater left from those aliens earlier. That was a close call.
How were they able to find out where I was? I was underground the second time. Saishi thought as she pressed her bloodied arm tighter, sealing the flowing blood from her burned flesh. That ki blast... ugh, I've never been burned and cut so badly. How cou- Her eyes widened as a set of thumping and shuffling sensations vibrating through the stone wall. Crap... She must somehow get out of there soon.
"She's burrowed her way down here." Lakasei tapped his scouter as an arrow, marked on all three alien's scouters, signalled each of them.
"... and now she's on the move again." Daiz muttered as his narrow pupils followed the navy land from above. It was all futile.
A row of blue, red and purple ki exploded from the dry earth, leaving a trail of smoke and debris.
"I suppose calling Cacao and Amond would end this too soon, what would you guys say?" Daiz lowered his hand before tapping his scouter off.
"Well, master did say if someone was quite a challenge, why not?" Rasin grinned, wiping off the sweat off his forehead. "He must be beyond bored if he really wants a good fight"
"He's a Saiyan. What else can you expect?" Lakasei gestured his palm to Daiz. "They only live for the thrill of fights. But, we seriously need to regroup at the tree; otherwise Master Turles won't be happy about us being late."
"Agreed." Daiz and Rasin nodded their heads. Then they took off into the chilly, grey skies above.
You should have not done that!
An inferno of black flames burst forth from the navy ground below, spiralling towards the trio like hungry a hungry beast, devouring anything in its paths.
Daiz scouter blared. He snapped his head back to see a raging fire racing towards them.
"Rasin! Lakasei! Behind you!" Daiz yelled, his eyes snapped wider. He never seen something so demonic and bizarre in his life- this fear, no- it can't be! He vowed to never be afraid of anything except his master.
The twins nodded.
Lakasei and Rasin burst into a purple light, merging into one creature. They sliced the raging flames in half with just one swoop of the hand.
"Grgh!"
A choke escaped from Daiz's lips. A scaly tail coiled around his throat. The fusion of Lakasei and Rasin snapped their heads to Daiz.
"Leave now."
Saishi hovered behind Daiz. Her eyes were slitted, glaring at the alien as her other hand, her claws, drew closer to Daiz's throat. "Otherwise your ally here will get hurt." Saishi's lips drew closer to Daiz's ear, making those grave words clear for the situation at hand.
Whatever the Hell of a race that female was, she must go down now. Rasin and Lakasei split into two separate bodies, keeping their gaze on Daiz before observing the demonic creature behind him.
"Rasin-" Lakasei said, his voice echoing in the vast of space within their minds, connecting their prowess together. This ability was only shared between these two, allowing a smooth flow of communication even if they shared one body from time to time.
"I know, it's bizarre…" Rasin replied, observing the scaly appendage. "She could be related to that tyrant that the boss talks about."
"But, the tyrant doesn't have wings."
"... Let's focus on getting Daiz out of there. Then we'll figure out the girl."
"Hostage?"
"Yes."
The twins raised their hands up, placing one on their scouters whilst the other was raised above their heads.
"Well, looks like we will have to leave." Rasin said as he creased his brows, "If you could-"
-"Get to the point!" Saishi hissed as the tips of her claws met the skin of Daiz's face, just barely touching his cheek. Blood trickled from Daiz's skin.
Rasin and Lakasei glanced to each other. She wasn't messing around.
"We just ask for you to release Daiz, then we'll leave." Lakasei waved his hands, in caution to Saishi's demand. Sweat trickled from his purple brows. Daiz gripped Saishi's tail around his throat, trying to relax his breaths.
Saishi tightened her grip around Daiz's throat.
Yet the memories of Amaya's words and actions of mercy stopped Saishi from killing Daiz.
With an agitated snarl, Saishi released her grip on Daiz and shoved him towards his comrades.
"Pathetic mortals…"
The crimson horizon blazed from within Saishi's mind, fixated on those three creatures.
"No- Karu... Don't!" Saishi pleaded within her mind, clenching her fists. A dark aura consumed her body. It was that Demon's bloodlust, thirst for power and destruction. "Towa- she's going to-"
"Think of it as a wake up call for the lower mortals daring to ridicule a Demon higher than them." Karu grinned as the black aura lashed around Saishi's numb body. "That blue, pretty faced Demon has nothing to do with you; you're a failure, a test- far from the perfect warrior she envisioned. Why spare these mortals if they become targets for her? They'll just become her slaves and kill whatever miserable creatures were left from her "games"."
Saishi gritted he teeth. Her palms faced the trio below her. Her cold eyes quivered at the thought of taking more lives. She hated this. She hated the fact this was the only choice she had at the moment. Erasing the problem at hand would be safer than dealing with them later.
A black fire erupted from her palms, chasing down the trio.
Saishi's vision blurred.
Saishi blinked, squinting her eyes as doubles appeared before her- then a harsh light over took her sight. She screamed, clasping her claws over her eyes, shaking her head as the pain stung her raw, lavender eyes. A shock of pain shot across her back, sending the girl spiralling into the sprawling roots of the Tree of Might below.
"What did I tell you all about taking on any inhabitants?"
Daiz opened his eyes. A towering male hovered before him, his back turned on Daiz as his mahogany, plaited hair swayed in the chilly breeze.
Amond, the second in command of the Crusher corps had arrived.
Besides Amond, to his right, hovered an alien armoured with metal. His hand took shape of a lazer gun. This was Cacao, an alien who could completely tank an attack unharmed and strike back with pin point accuracy.
"About time you guys showed up." Lakasei said as he flew besides Amond. His arms were crossed as he observed the smoke rising from one of the chasms within the roots of the tree.
"What took you long to dispose of that weakling?" Cacao interrogated, his voice emitted static as this alien had no mouth. "Master Turles has already made his plans."
"A... already?" Daiz stuttered, glancing from Amond to Cacao. This was fast. Sure, Turles said it was going to take a while, being that it would have taken days for the tree to bear fruit, but this was way too quick. This must be all rushed, it can't-
-"Yeah." Amond said, turning his head at Daiz. "But if you don't watch what your saying, you're going to get killed. The boss knows what he's doing, he's the one that knows the plan next to me."
Daiz nodded before Amond glanced back down at the fading smoke.
"Besides, was that a member of Frieza's race?" Amond questioned, pointing at the creature flying up from the chasm.
"No... We have no idea what she is." Rasin replied, clasping his blotted hands together. "Besides, master Turles shouldn't bother with someone like her any way."
"Let's see how far she can go." Amond said, grinning. His observation fixated on Saishi's sluggish movements. "You know, for entertainment. Maybe she'll join us once she knows who's superior."
They all nodded in agreement. Each member blast off towards the fleeing Saishi.
Saishi twisted her head back, seeing nothing but five different members pursuing her. Her vision was dyed red as blood trickled into one eye. She blinked, gritting her teeth tightly shut.
Crap... Saishi thought, breathing in the arctic air before hissing a trail of vapour from her nose. Now she understood why Paragus's minions couldn't get rid of the tree, it's because of them. What's worse? Paragus strictly told her not to be spotted by them at all costs.
...Even if she does beat them, there's the problem of Towa manipulating them... and there was no healing tank available. Damn it! She needed support.
South galaxy - Planet ? - Mountain chasms
A candle flickered within the many chasms harboured inside the jagged, grey mountains. Soon, a heavy thump vibrated across the stone walls of the chasms.
"Think about it," His low and raspy voice echoed amongst the darkness, "we can defeat Frieza with this and truly live as free men." He held a seed, between his index finger and thumb, to Paragus. Paragus sat on the ground, behind the numerous piles of papers. "As the last warriors of the Saiyan race, why don't we work together. Frieza won't stand a chance against our combined powers and intelligence."
Paragus drew one of his hands over his mustache as the other held a sheet of paper close to his face. His brows creased at the stranger's coffee complexion and confident offer. What good was it now? Half his minions are missing and Saishi hadn't returned from the scout. On top of that, Freiza; that tyrant! Wasn't even his main priorities at the moment.
Earth... I must travel to Planet Earth. Paragus thought as his only eye observed the numerous diagrams and scribbles. If I can create a base there, I can get the resources to defeat both Frieza and extract my vengeance on the King's son.
"I have a planet in mind where the fruit can be planted." The Saiyan continued, lowering his arm, concealed beneath his grey, long cape. "Earth."
Paragus glanced up at the Saiyan before glancing back down to the paper. Now they were thinking alike.
"Ahh yes, Planet Earth of the North Galaxy." Paragus muttered, looking to a circle drawn on the paper. "The lands are fertile, the Earthling race are quite intelligent, but it's quite a travel from here."
"That can all be solved with our minds." The Saiyan tapped the side of his head.
Paragus glanced to the Saiyan, then back to his notes. This Saiyan, he looks familiar... no- there's no way he's alive now. That low class Saiyan, he was the first Saiyan to rebel against Frieza. However, that tyrant shortly ended the majority of the Saiyan race.
A beep blared from the Saiyan's scouter. He tapped his red scouter.
The ring wrapped around Paragus's fingers glowed red.
"Boss, it's Amond. There's another Saiyan just spotted."
"Saiyan?" The Saiyan questioned, tilting his head. "What about the girl?"
"Cacao and Daiz have gone after her." Amond replied. "We'll leave the Saiyan to you. We know how much you savoured the day to fight a strong opponent."
"Hmm..."
He tapped his scouter, a grin grew across his lips. However, not everything was good.
Paragus gazed down at his ring, sweat trickled down his chin.
No, Paragus thought as he placed his other hand over the red, glowing ring. My son... he's not seriously going to-
"Another Saiyan huh?" The Saiyan gazed down at Paragus. "Well," He pointed his finger at the elder Saiyan. "I'll show you how much a rank, to a low class warrior such as myself, means nothing. However;" he points to himself, "I know who you are. An Elite." He whispered, leaning closer to Paragus. "You. You're Paragus, an Elite who served the King until that dreadful day."
Paragus's shaky eye gazed up at the Saiyan. How did this Saiyan find out? He never seen this Saiyan once! And he definitely cannot be Bardock- he was dead.
"Turles to you." The Saiyan introduced himself, bowing his head slightly. He left the ivory space, his grey cape fluttering behind him "If you wanted to know, I'm challenging your son." He smirked. "I won't let an eyesore like him roam the universe." He gestured his hand as he saw off Paragus. "Good day!" His voice echoed into the vast emptiness.
Paragus sighed. That poor fool. He has no idea what type of Hell he was going to enter... but, the elder Saiyan redused to give up all his hard work to a gate crasher. The elder Saiyan must have been rash... There was no signs of Saishi. She must be dead. She was inexperienced to do such a task.
No- she had potential. There's still that power waiting to be unleashed. She must tap into it just like that night when she first arrived here. But, that wasn't the only issue right now. He must find Krang. He must increase the ring's radius to subdue that monster and keep that monster in check. He refused to let his only son destroy everything he worked so hard for.
Yet, a smirk crept on the elder Saiyan's lips. He couldn't help but smile at the fact his plan was coming together.
South galaxy - Planet ? - Wastelands
The smell of iron clung to her skin. Her body burned from exhaustion. Saishi gripped her bloody arm as she sroared over the misty, grey mountains, racing away from the duo chasing her from behind.
That energy... Saishi thought; her lungs trembling with every breath. The details of the black aura consuming the duo, and the crimson streaks bleeding from their eyes could only belong to one person. Towa!
She glanced to the landscape ahead of her. The roots of that tree were all tangled up and woven into the planet's core. Saishi folded her scaly wings, ducking into the gaps between the roots and beating them once again in any hopes to slow the pursuers down... Even if she knew that those controlled by Towa can never fall tired. Saishi must buy time, somehow; to counter their pursuit. One arm, broken, her energy level? Quite low. This form wasn't going to last any longer, especially when the pain crawling from her flesh finally ripped open at her knees.
"Why are you running away girl?" Daiz yelled, zipping across the jagged landscape. She should just give up. There's no way she could beat them now, she was exhausted whilst they were brimming with energy.Daiz appeared besides Saishi, grinning.
Saishi swerved to her right, dodging a ki blast. She ducked into the tangled branches of the Tree of Might.
She came to a halt.
The branches seemed as though they twisted into a pointed lance. They jutted towards the bruised Saishi. Saishi beated her wings, darting backwards as the branches pursued her.
Tch! I should have known. Saishi thought as she barely dodged a branch from jabbing her neck. This thing sucks the energy of any creature but them... this won't end so well.
"Surprise!"
Daiz raced in with a punch. Saishi slapped away his punch with a swift strike of her tail. As she countered with a kick to his head, Daiz ducked, grinning.
The girl made a fatal error.
A branch slithered around her legs and arms, constricted her limbs before snapping Saishi's appendages straight, as if they could have ripped her body apart. As Saishi squirmed to be freed, Karu awoke once again.
"Unleash that demonic blood inside of you!" Karu hissed from within the depths of Saishi's mind. Her crimson eyes seethed with rage as Saishi hung her head.
Daiz kneed her gut. Saishi screamed silently; blood sprayed from her mouth. Straight after, Cacao zapped Saishi; paralysing her with a beam from a gun formed on his fingers.
"What are you doing?" Karu roared, slamming her armoured tail against the floorless abyss of Saishi's mind; it's claws scratched the barrier against Saishi's mind. Her slitted pupils glared down at Saishi.
Saishi's trembling, lavender eyes snapped up at the grey skies above. What was the point of it all? She couldn't lay a scratch on Broly, so what made her think she could take on other aliens having similar abilities? She might as well accept her defeat. Saishi failed. Trying to reunite with her sister, promising Samoe that she'll be able to go home and- one day beating that Saiyan... it was over. Towa won... well; that last one was a half truth.
I'll never allow you to take over my body. Saishi thought as her body fell numb as the branches continued to squeeze the life out of her. I'd rather die than let this era be ruled by the Demon realm. Her eyelids slid over her eyes. So long, Karu.
The branches coiled around her body except her head, immobilising her. At least Towa couldn't fuse the remnants of an Earthling and that beast to create a perfect hybrid.
"Looks like she's given up." Daiz said, tapping his scouter. "Such a shame. She should have joined us." He tutted as he ran his hand across the girl's cold face, checking for any signs of life. "Do you think it might draw out that Saiyan that Amond talked about earlier?" He turned his head to Cacao.
"Saiyans don't care about the weak." Cacao replied, transforming the gun on his arm back into a hand. "We should alert the other members now."
Far off into the grey skies, the raven-haired Saiyan hovered. He gazed down at the navy lands sprawling with roots of that tree. A twisted grin crept across his lips. His coal eyes glinted with all his frenzied insanity and bloodlust, tearing down whatever dull barriers holding down the disasters waiting to unfold.
It was time rip those insects apart, slowly.
Until next time!
-ClumsyPigeon signing out
