Chapter 26: The Namek's Rage!
The Namekian village was rife with destruction. Smoke bellowed from the broken and flaming buildings that had somehow managed to stay standing blocking out the sunlight casting a shadow over the landscape.
The small of blood was potent, sickly and the sight of the mangled corpses littering the area would have been enough to turn anyone insane. A lone figure stood tall in the destruction a single tear in his eye as he wept for his people.
The Dragonball an object considered holy and spiritually significant to the Namek people. Their connection to their God the great dragon Porunga lay next to Nail's feet. The object that was once a source of great rejoice and happiness was what had attracted the greatest evil the planet had ever faced since the time of the super namek lord Slug.
A tyrant so evil he killed in discriminately obliterating children even after he had got what he wanted. The tyrant in question was currently lying a few feet away face down in the dirt blood protruding from the vast majority of cuts that now littered his body caused by Nail's surprise attack.
The Namek had intended to continue his assault but seeing the corpses of his brothers and in some small way since his fusion with Guru his son's lying dead around him had caused him to delay.
Nail was not willing to fight here in front of his people's remains not after they had dedicated their live's to living in peace. It would be an utter disrespect to their memories and their beliefs if he did so and the Namek was not willing to sacrifice that.
Friezia would pay for his crimes and face the full wrath of a Namakian warrior, that was Nail's intention. But it would not happen here, not now the whole of the area had seen enough death and destruction for one life time. The blue pure grass had already had it's previously pure soils diluted by blood.
Friezia stirred from the spot where he was lying spitting both dirt and purple blood as his face was freed from the soil of the planet. The tyrant immediately flipped backward's up on to his feet facing Nail. His fists were clenched tightly as the frost demon gritted his teeth in angrier as veins budged out of his heavily bruised body.
"Y-you dare a-attack me from behind…" Friezia stuttered as his pupils seemed to shrink and his eyes crew winder. "Y-you insolent slug you will pay with your life"
A dark purple aura burst round the tyrant as he charged forward his right arm drew back ready to chop out towards Nail's neck as he covered the distance in seconds.
Thunk! Friezia's chop connected with Nail's forearm and pain immediately shot up though the Frost Demon's body as his wrist threaten to bend backwards and break from the impact.
For the first time in over twenty years the Frost Demon backed off flying backwards quickly about ten feet in fact, nursing his injured wrist with his left hand as suddenly all the rage and angrier he had felt moments before evaporated away and was replaced by pure fear.
It had been a long time since Frieza had faced someone who could match his first form in strength and even longer since there was someone who had power that actually surpassed his own in this state. It was mind boggling how after years of facing the finest warriors the universe had to offer searching for soldiers powerful enough to fight the Southern Rulers men. That Frieza would find a warrior with such great strength on a quite, disconnected planet like Namek. What was even more surprising was the fact the warrior was part of the Namekian race himself. A race known for being completely peaceful and quite.
In fact if it wasn't for the Dragonball's Frieza would have never have came here in the first place leaving the quiet little peaceful planet in peace. This was the Frost Demon's idea of giving a gift back to the universe as a sort of thank you for gifting him with natural power. A little sentimental for a galactic tyrant but Friezia had his moments sometimes.
Nail was staring down Frieza pondering his next move. The Namek was still unwilling to fight in their current location despite the fact he had just defended himself from the tyrants attacks. He was still well aware of the bodies of his people scattered around and in no way did he intend to dishonor their memorised anytime soon. It was just getting Friezia away from this location without force was the biggest problem.
Nail wasn't the only one pondering and thinking though his option's Friezia himself was thinking and calculating the best form of action to take. The Frost Demon knew it would be all but hopeless in fact suicidal to attack this Namek head on especially after so much damage had been caused to his right wrist just by a simple block. It angered Friezia how cocky he had been to come to the planet in his first form.
The Frost Demon should have realised that the dragonball's would naturally draw the powerful and the power hungry to themselves and as such the tyrant should have presumed that there would be strong warriors to oppose him. But now was not the time for regret it was a time for action. Friezia knew he could bemoan and learn from his mistake later but right now he had to live and in order to do that he needed more power and for more power he needed to transform the only problem being was the time it would take to draw forth the necessary power needed. Thanks to the drain in power and stamina drained from the tyrants reserves due to Nail's attacks.
What Friezia needed was time, time to think and time to recharge his batteries but it appeared that time had run out for the tyrant. Before him stood a being capable of killing him and yet the frost demon realised he hadn't attacked yet in fact it seemed that the Namek before him was more concerned with the dead of his people around him than the tyrant himself a fact that gave Frieza an idea.
"Ehem" Friezia coughed bringing both hands behind his back as he stood up straight as he tried to appear calm and confident. "It seems that you are distracted by the corpses of your fallen comrades now normally I would just blow you into oblivion and be done with it but your power intrigues me. It is not often that a fine a foe worthy of my time and strength and when I do I like to … shall we say indulge myself."
Friezia appeared outwardly calm however on the inside he was shaking in fear preparing himself for any situation that could occur if he had to he would run and escape but right now the tyrant was hoping that the Namek would fall into his hands.
Nail stared at Friezia before inclining his head forward before picking up the Dragonball in front of him and flying off into the sky.
Smiling to himself in self-satisfaction the galactic tyrant took to the sky to follow Nail all the while he gathered back his strength and stamina in order to transform.
~DBZ~
Blood shot out of Vegeta's nose as Goku's right fist came crashing down upon it. The Sayian from Earth's red hot aura weaved around him like a hurricane as he attacked the King of Sayian's with all his skill and might raining blows down upon each and every exposed limb.
Never before had Vegeta felt such pain, it was utter agony as each blow rang down harder and harder causing more damage. Yet the King was not fearful or angry in fact he had never felt such excitement in his life or such a rush of Angeline and as much as he hate to admit it. Kakarot had pushed him further than any other Sayian could ever have or manage to in fact it was more than that. The peace loving Sayian had even come on top in several situations during their epic battle so far but not anymore.
Though he had already given everything he could possible muster into the fight releasing his full power for all those around to bear witness too. The King of Sayian had found that not only had he been matched in power by Goku. he had also been over taken thanks' to the other Sayian's multiplier technique.
But Vegeta was not one to give up. As all the punches and kicks raining down on his body were delivered causing blood to spill out from his mouth or nose or just a simple bruise to form. The King of Sayian's looked deep within himself to draw out even further power, to tap into the well of energy that presented itself to a Sayian when it seemed like they had nothing left in the tank, and it came like a waterfall crashing down on the rocks below. Pure, raw Ki rushed though out Vegeta's body as he drew every last ouch of his being in order to win this encounter between the two of the most powerful Sayian's alive.
As a bright violent purple aura surrounded Vegeta renewing him with strength and stamina, Goku backed away. Having pushed the Kao-ken technique multiplier to times twenty higher than he ever had before the Sayian from Earth found his body was reaped with exhaustion. Everything hurt, Every movement and motion was completely draining. Yet Earth's hero still refused to drop out of his Kao-ken for fear of Vegeta's new power despite the fact the chances of his body getting ripped apart grew by the second.
"This is insane" Goku thought to himself as the wind generated by Vegeta powering up smashed against him and knocked him back a few feet. "Each time one of us gets an advantage of power over the other we both just come back stronger and put the other one on the back foot."
The battle was nearly over both of the two warriors could sense it now. They had fought for a long time pushing themselves and each other to the absolute limit for it to come down to this… who could out last the other.
Clenching his fists and letting out a primal roar, Vegeta rushed forward and threw a powerful right jab directly into Goku's chest. The Sayian from Earth crossed his arms to block the oncoming punch. When the attack connected the whole planet shook slightly from the shock wave yet Goku held firm not moving.
Vegeta threw his left fist in a hook trying to catch Goku by surprise and cause damage to the side of the Sayian's face. However much to Vegeta's surprise rather than block the oncoming fist Goku drew back his head and smashed his forehead against the attack.
Crack! Vegeta's index finger knuckle broke from the impact and the Sayian king moved back as pain shot up his arm.
"Barstard" Vegeta yelled out in rage as he looked up at Goku who had not escaped unharmed.
The hero from Earth forehead was bleeding badly due to the cut that had been made by Vegeta's fist. Blood had trickled down into Goku's eyes causing the Sayian to shut them. Yet with his keen sensing abilities which had been heightened even further by the Kao-Ken technique the Sayian could still in some sense see even without sight.
Vegeta rushed forward and swung his foot in an acre to deliver a powerful kick to his oppoments right hip. However Goku raised his knee up to block the kick before swinging his right fist forward connecting with the Sayian Kings jaw and sending Vegeta spinning backwards into the air.
"Galick gun" Vegeta roared charging the purple beam of energy while spinning in the air and launching it directly towards Goku's chest.
The purple beam of energy shot though Goku's alter image as the younger Sayian appeared above Vegeta's head his leg stretched back readying to land a devastating kick.
Crack! Vegeta lifted his forearm above his head just in time to block Goku's kick and immediately the king's eyes shifted up to look his opponent right in the eyes.
"You really think you can fool me again with your little trick's Kakarot, you must know that I am a better fighter that" Vegeta said with a smile.
Goku smiled back before twisting backwards in the air moving to send another kick down towards Vegeta. The Sayian King grabbed Goku's ankle and moved to swing his fellow Sayian down towards the hard rocky ground.
And that's when he saw it. Five ships rocketing down from the sky towards the planet's crust the symbol of the Crusher Corp's clearly embrashioned on them.
Vegeta let go of Goku's ankle as he continued to watch the ships descent. Yet the younger Sayian didn't take advantage of the opening that was now gifted to him, he too was focused on the five power level which were weaker than him when he was fighting at this level but were incredible powerful.
"So you have finial come to pay for your crimes…" Vegeta growled under his breath before spitting the name of his most hated advisory.
"…Turles"
~DBAT~
Tac, Gohan's feet landed softly on the grass outside Friezia's ship and immediately twenty high powered energy guns were all pointed in his direction ready to fire at a seconds notice.
"Put your hand's in the air" One of the soldiers called out and Gohan immediately complied. "Identify yourself and state your business"
"My names, Gohan and I'm here for the dragonball's"
There was a pause as everyone remained silent and for a split second Gohan thought the soldiers were actually going to comply with his demands. However after five seconds the group of highly train solders burst out laughing.
The Demi-Sayian stood still a slight blush upon his cheeks as the men. He was meant to have intimidated rolled on the floor in pain due to the amount they were laughing. After a while the men composed themselves and the soldier that yelled out before lowered his gun while still chuckling to himself.
"Wow that's rich kid I haven't laughed that much in years. In fact it would be such a shame to end such a funny kid's life. So if you leave now I'm sure me and the guy's have no objections"
The other men nodded in agreement all of them lowering their weapons snickering all the while. However Gohan didn't leave in fact the little boy started to walk forward towards Friezia troops calmly his mind set on the task at hand.
Even though the Demi-Sayian was scared of angering the soldier's who were far bigger and fiercer than he was. He knew he couldn't back down because everyone who had died on Earth was counting on him. His father and Piccolo was counting on him.
"Listen" Gohan growled his angrier bubbling to the surfaces slightly. "I told you, I am here for the Dragonball's and I am not leaving until I get them"
The man that had tautened the boy before smiled an evil twisted smile as he pointed the gun towards Gohan's chest. The kid was amusing but he was becoming more and more of a nascence and naissances had to be dealt with... Immediately. Though the henchmen still couldn't help make a mockery of the boy yet again.
"Oh yeah, You and who's army kid" The henchmen chuckled.
"Me!"
Screaming in pure terror the grunt jumped back just as Piccolo appeared in front of him. The Nameks fist's were raised in anticipation ready for battle, They had tried doing it Gohan's way the peaceful way and now it was time for Piccolo's strategy... Pain!
Two swift punches was all it took to down the first two grunts coming so quickly that none of the others had a chance to react. When they did they charged their weapons and fired. Piccolo didn't bother to dodge the Namek could already tell that he was far more powerful than all of the men around him. Even with their full strength combined.
The beams connected causing smoke to bellow from the resulting explosion clouding Piccolo from view.
"Did we get him?" One solider asked as he pressed his scouter. Rightly unsure if their attacks had been enough,
A green hand shot out and grabbed the grunt around the throat before dragging him back into to the smoke before he could even scream. The five soldier's who had witness this cried in shock before firing rapidly back into the smoke all the while yelling out a warning to their fellow men.
"He's not dead keep firing" They cried.
Tac. They heard the sound of someone landing behind them but none of them had time to react, a swift power filled kick sent the men flying through the air for miles knocking them unconscious before they could even hit the floor.
Seven men down and their attacker haven't even broken a remaining solders grouped together back to back in a desperate attempt to shield themselves and each other from any possible assault.
"Looking for someone" Piccolo called from above the remaining Soilders heads all of whom looked up in both shock and fear at the Namek who smirked down at them.
"Dosen't feel good dose it?" Piccolo growled as he started to charge a beam of energy into his outstretch palm. "Feeling helpless when a powerful being is about to kill you. Now you know how the people of this planet felt when you killed them"
Even though Piccolo didn't feel particularly attached to the planet Namek he still felt something towards it's people… his people. They were a peace loving race who would do anything they could to avoid a fight and although Piccolo still did not agree with all of their principles he still respected their ways and would do nothing to harm them. Yet these men of Friezia's had taken advantage of the Namek's peaceful nature. They had abused and killed them out of greed and envy and for that they would be punished. Much like how Piccolo's father had been punished by Goku all those years ago.
This was it. The new and improved Piccolo would shrug away his past and become defender of the innocent and the slayer of evil what an amazing turnaround from a being who had started out as a demon himself.
"Destructive wave" Piccolo yelled launching his wave of energy down upon the frightened troops.
"No, Masenko-Ha"
The yellow beam of energy launched from Piccolo's own student Gohan smashed into the Namek's purple ball of energy and though it off course sending it high into the sky.
Friezia's men were stud all shocked that they had just survived. As they had all belived themselves as to be as good as dead. They all took slow intakes off breath as they each tried to steady themselves.
Piccolo however was the most shocked. The Namek's mouth hung open as he looked down at Gohan in horror. "Why did he save their lives?" Piccolo thought to himself as he clenched his fist angrily. "Is he really that foolish?"
Gohan's eyes were set in determination. The Demi-Sayian was surprised with the choice he had just made but he couldn't back down now. He had made his decision and he now had to stick by it for better or for worse.
"We shouldn't kill them Mr Piccolo. If we do it will make us just as bad as them and we can't do that. We can't allow them to make us bad too" Gohan spoke softly as he looked at his mentor before turning his attention to Friezia's men in front of him all of whom were quaking it their boots. " You have all done bad things in your life terrible things. But now you can make up for what you have done by helping us now. Bring out the Dragonball's now and will leave you in peace"
"You got to be kidding me" One of the men spoke shivering at the fought of betraying Friezia. "If we do that Friezia will just kill us all!"
"If you don't do it now I'll make sure Friezia doesn't get the chance to kill you" Piccolo snarled charging another beam in his hand. "And this time I'll make sure my friend doesn't interfere"
Gohan looked up sadly at his mentor and then nodded his head knowing full well that Piccolo would not spare the soldiers' lives a second they did not comply now. Though the Namek had taken great strides down the path of good he still wasn't completely reformed and as such still did not have a strong grasp of how important life was and the concept of forgiveness. All Piccolo understood was the difference between right and wrong and although the former demon had chosen to do right it still didn't mean he wouldn't go the wrong way about it.
"Listen, If you give us the Dragonball's now. Will make sure to protect you guys from Friezia." Gohan said in a pleading voice begging the men to take the second chance that was being given to them. "Right Piccolo"
Piccolo grunted but Gohan knew that was an indication that he agreed with what he was saying so the demi-sayian awaited the soldiers reply.
One stood out from the crowd and looked Gohan right in the small boy's eyes all the while wondering how such a young child could act so brave and calm under such dramatic circumstance. Finial with a sigh he gave his answer.
"Fine we will give you the dragonball's as long as you can protect us from Friezia and make sure that our family's survive too"
This response caused the other men to let out another audible gasp.
"Ra you can't be serious! You really think Friezia will allow us to live after betraying him like that? He will kill us all"
The one named Ra turned back to face his friend a small sad smile upon his face.
"Won't he anyway?" Ra asked quietly. "Doesn't he always end up killing someone ? even his most loyal servants? We are all just pawns on a chessboard ready to be sacrificed when needed and I for one will not stand for it anymore. I would rather die today than live another day under the foot of this tyrant now who's with me?"
The troops behind him roared in delight as Gohan smiled to himself relishing exactly what he had done. With a little bit of encouragement from Piccolo he had changed them from soldiers just hoping to live another day. To rebels fighting for the great of good, prepared to sacrifice every thing for one glories gift... freedom.
This joyous event lasted exactly five seconds that's how long it took Friezia's men to turn from would be rebels to cowards again. Ra was the brave one out all of them, a leader as such and it was a pity that he had to die.
It all went slow motion as a red thick beam of energy rushed passed Gohan's head straight into Ra's chest.
There was no blood. It was a clean death as the beam catalysed the wound as it passed though leavening just a sickening black hole in the middle of were Ra's chest should have been.
And that's when Gohan felt was almost unbeliveble that he and Piccolo had both missed the five immensely powerful evil warrior's that had just appeared but they had. Either they had been to distracted by the events that had just taken place or their five new foe's also knew how to hide their Ki. Gohan didn't know the answer to that question, what he did know however was that Ra and his men were not about to have the happy ending he was hoping for.
Hay long time no post I know it's been a while and I'm sorry life … well has been hard recently for me and I've been struggling with work. And I had a little bit of a writes block hence why this chapter was a bit short.
I hope you enjoyed what I have put in this chapter and it was worth the wait again im sorry it took along time and im sorry for it's quality.
Regards,
DragonballAT
P.s. im going to put a big effort into the next chapter.