The Vicious Gods Wrath
Chapter 10: Happy Anniversary!
1 Year Post-Resurrection, Planet Bass
"Artillery guns! FIRE!" The Bassian commander's voice carries both across the vast planes of wasteland before him and his men and through the radios of the assembled troops. A year earlier, he was one among many leaders responsible for liberating their world from the clutches the Planet Trade Organizadeceasedthe deceased emperor Freeza. For nearly two centuries they ruled his home world, exploiting its resources and forcibly conscripting its men and women into the rank and file of the tyrant's army.
From an outsiders perspective this may seem merciful, but in truth, it meant a slow, miserable death to their home and everyone on it. Their forests are all but gone, their mineral resources all but depleted and the seas where they once lived remain thoroughly polluted to this very day. None without protection or mutation acquired from living in such an environment could hope to survive in them.
But now, at least, they are free and will remain as such. No one, not resurgent apparently resurgent Empire will change this. Certainly not a single fighter of theirs.
Across wastes, with the aid of his binoculars, he stares at the foe in question. Even from this distance, the commander can tell the red-horned being charging towards them is of considerable physical size and stature. The infamous armor of the PTO Empire adorns his chest, wrists, and feet, though, like many soldiers, his legs and arms remain exposed, revealing the muscles the size of a grown Bassian's head. With his blood colored skin and horns working in conjunction with such a physique, the commander doesn't doubt this soldier would be an imposing force up close.
Doing as commanded, the artillery forces which once annihilated much of the PTO forces during planet Bass' liberation open fire on their returning foe, unleashing the full power of the upgraded guns on him. On the other side of the field, Shisami finishes up the remaining robotic defenses, unleashing a red beam of energy out of his mouth which slices the nearby drones and tanks in half.
With a belch exhaling the smoke out of his nose and mouth, he smirks while looking around his latest handy work. "All too easy." He thinks to himself before hearing a thunderous series of sounds in front of him. Turning his head in their direction, he spots the massive, boulder sized orbs of energy plummeting towards him. "Well, might as well let em think they've won for a bit."
Seemingly letting down his guard, Shisami remains perfectly still with the smirk still present on his face as he simply lets their artillery fire land on him. The surrounding area is immediately covered in fire and dirt flinging everywhere as the energy orbs disperse upon impact. Half of the field is covered in smoke from this barrage, with the soldiers cheering at the apparent results given there is no sign of the Shisami's survival.
Yet, like many who've been deceived by clouds of smoke, they are proven wrong. The commander notices dozens of red colored lights appearing all throughout the smoke cloud with the power signature of Shisami rising as well. Realizing what is about to happen, he tries to warn his men. "Run-"
But he is too late, a moment later dozens of blasts of Ki emerge from the smoke and lay waste to the Bass forces, shredding the fairly low-level soldiers just the same as their robotic first line of defense along with their artillery guns. Shisami himself takes to the air, landing on top of one of their jet fighters, crushing the pilots whole body with a stomp of his foot before firing on his comrades. The fiery rubble of the air forces descends on the fleeing infantry, slaying dozens of them as they retreat towards the nearby capital city.
Shisami lands square in the middle of their army, forming a massive crater in his wake which swallows dozens more soldiers in its wake. "My enemies for today" He declares while grabbing a wounded Bassian off the ground by the foot, dragging him across the dirt as he climbs out of the crater. "Is that all you can muster?"
With a grunt he tosses the helpless soldier over a kilometer into the sky, watching him scream in terror as his body makes contact with the cities energy based defense bubble, disintegrating instantly. The bubble surrounds the city, leaving small cracks open for their soldiers to enter the city through before also closing, completely surrounding the capital even through the ground so that no one can enter be it from the sky or the lowest levels of the underground.
"Impressive, they must have procured this new technology from the money taken from our base during the liberation." He ponders, stroking his chin in deep thought. "Nonetheless, I shall defeat their meager defense and reclaim this world!" Taking a moment to stretch his muscles, the behemoth of the PTO takes off straight into the air.
With all the speed he can muster he goes as high as he can before the air gets too thin for him to breath, piercing right through the vast collection of storm clouds that have ominously gathered on the day of his arrival. Upon entering the lower atmosphere of the planet, he immediately changes course and after wrapping himself in a protective bubble of his own energy flies towards the city below him. His speed shatters the sound barrier as the planets atmosphere engulfs him in flames.
The red ball smashes against the barrier surrounding the city, breaking through it instantly along with a skyscraper beneath it before finishing its descent right in the middle. With a mighty roar, Shisami releases his power outward in a red colored explosion of Ki, a brilliant release of energy which vaporizes the city, all of its denizens and ground beneath them. The citizens are erased from existence before they even know what hits them, with nothing left of them or their home but a barren, mostly lifeless crater with the smirking Shisami right in the middle of it.
"Planet secured," He states with a pleased smirk on his face before leaping into the air once more, as there are six more cities left to conquer and only 3 hours left to do it.
One Day Later, PTO Command Ship
"His strength is quite impressive indeed," Freeza comments on the footage from the retaking of planet Bass, keeping most of his attention directed towards the power readings of the Empire's new rising star, Shisami. "What did you say his last recorded power level was?"
"800,000 my Lord," Sorbet states from his left. "It was around 10,000 when he was first brought in 6 months ago but our recent implementation of the gravity chambers has caused a great rise in strength among even our newest soldiers. Shisami, however, is quite exceptional in this regard."
"Strange, I surely would've heard of him with a strength level such as that," Freeza wonders where the devil a man born with a power level as high as this could slip past his notice. "Where did you find him exactly?"
"Believe it or not, but he was once a scholar until about 8 months ago," Freeza can't help but stare at him, though surprisingly enough, this has no ill effect on Sorbet. "I know, that was my reaction as well. Apparently, he's spent most of his life as a scholar, traveling the cosmos from library to library to unlock the secret of the universe. Rumor has it that one day he incurred the wrath of a gang lord and got into a scuffle with him. Upon murdering this lord some months ago, he got a taste for it and well..." Sorbet looks back to the on-going footage of the conquest. "Here he is."
"A most interesting find," Freeza leans into the chair as a thought occurs to him. "Is he in consideration for the cyborg program?"
At this, Sorbet does physically flinch. "He is but..." He sighs. "Doctor Kafka's recent information casts some light on the... intricacies required for successfully implanting such cybernetics into the body."
"What do you mean, exactly?"
"As you know, the two Androids or cyborg currently living on Earth were, if the information stolen from Vegeta's spouse is correct which it probably is, nothing but ordinary humans. They biologically rose through the ranks of their species through training or strength enhancing mutations, apparently, there is some unique part of their DNA that allows their bodies to withstand a procedure replacing bones, organs and all flesh beneath the surface."
Sorbet considers his master's worries. Though a full medical examination hasn't confirmed whether or not Shisami is genetically predisposed for cyborg augmentation, even with such a boon, the procedure is... blood to say the least. Almost everything inside the body requires extensive and costly replacements parts, a surgery of the highest and most complicated order requiring the finest doctors and technicians to perfectly work in conjunction with one another. And even if all seems well from the outset, it still leaves only a 10% chance of success at best.
"I've got it it!" Proclaims Sorbet while bringing down his fist onto his palm. "What if you used the Abo & Kado twins as your sparring partners for the time being?"
Freeza raises an eyebrow at this. "Those two? The ones you tried to replace me with?" His masters scowl manages to touch a primal, fearful part of Sorbet's mind. "Even if I allowed this, how would you go about finding them?"
"I think we may already have," With a few quick taps on the holo-keyboard, various reports linking the twins to the Tech-Tech system come to life. "Before the twins went rogue, they began a rampage on the advanced world of Tech-Tech, prompting Tarble, the brother of Vegeta to flee to Earth and ask for the assistance of the Legendary Super Saiyan."
"Is that so," His master's voice oozes satisfaction at the mention of Vegeta's brother coming into harm. A sentiment Sorbet unspokenly agrees with. "Go on."
"After that, we lost them entirely which prompted use to go to Earth and revive you, my lord. However, the past few weeks we've sent two spy drones to the Tech-Tech system as its a very high-value planet, yet both were destroyed. Luckily for us, the last one caught a glimpse of this," Accessing the last footage delivered to them from the drone, Freeza watches carefully as footage plays of a Tech-Tech city being monitored before a pair of large, spiky shadows circle around the drone, destroying it.
"Play it back, slower this time," Commands Freeza casually as he narrows his eyes at the shadows. "Stop!" He yells on a frame in which both shadowed figures are clearly present in. "Cross reference it with the information you have on the twins."
A few button presses initiate a scan and comparison, with the computer system comparing the rough shape of the shadows with known body types in the PTO ranks. The twin shapes do indeed match them, but only 62% as the frame couldn't quite capture the full shape of the drone destroyers.
"Only 62% I'm afraid, I've made arrangements to send more drones to truly confirm their identities but it will take a while. I've chosen to wait-" Sorbet freezes when his eyes move away from the footage and connect with his master's glare.
"When exactly did you hear of this?" Freeza cooly asks.
"The footage itself arrived a month ago but I've only, barely, managed to hear of it this past week."
"That is unacceptable Sorbet, are these affairs not precisely why I've chosen to keep you around?"
"Well, my lord... When you came here our operations were significantly smaller, but with our restored might, business is flourishing and a multitude of avenues have opened up which require my immediate attention. It's becoming increasingly difficult to sort through it all in great detail, more and more information is beginning to slip through my cracks."
"Then get someone to aid you," Freeza commands as he rises from his chair. "I want no more potentially useful information such as this to fall by the wayside, understood?"
"O-of course Lord Freeza-" His master exits the room, not bothering to hear his affirmation but instead chooses to take a walk through the empty hallways of the ship with Sorbet at his side.
"How would you go about bringing these two to heel? I cannot attack a populated world such as Tech-Tech, even if we place suppression fields around it, word would slip of my return and I cannot allow this until all is ready."
"Shisami, or whoever is our first successful cyborg would have to do it," Sorbet admits as he too finds himself at a loss of ideas concerning the physical overpowering of the twins. "Once they're subdued, I feel it is best to mentally wear them down over time. Make them susceptible to our suggestions until their minds snap and conform to any version of reality we see fit."
"That all hinges on if Shisami can become a cyborg," Freeza coolly reminds him. "Either we let Shisami keep going as is and hope he eventually becomes a strong enough sparring partner for me on his own or we hasten the process..."
"Is waiting such a bad option."
"Worse than you might assume. Remember, Sorbet, I am not the only one growing in strength with the passage of time. My enemies train as well and even those who do not have power far beyond mine still. If Shisami can keep growing under the strain of gravity to new heights, then he will reach me in no time. However, one form of training can only go so far until a wall is reached, and I may find myself in a very troublesome deadlock for who knows how long until something comes along to break it."
"And if we have him take the cyborg procedure, DNA predisposition or not, he may die on the operating table regardless," Sorbet rubs his chin as the two continue their silent march throughout the vessel. "As always, your will is what matters here my lord, whatever you decide, I will see it through to the end."
Freeza suddenly halts and pinches the bridge of his nose in frustration. "I may come to regret this..." He exhales. "Send him into the program and pray this ends better than all our previous choices."
Really struggled to decide what I wanted to do with the ending: either have Shisami do it or Freeza find some new technology to help him invade without blowing his cover but I think I made the right call in the finished chapter. Plus its a good test of Freeza's patience and willingness to stick with his current undercover plan.